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kinktober — day 16 | mirror sex

devilish • [lee heeseung]

settle down, you don’t wanna see me drag the devil out

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader genre: smut, dancers!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which heeseung shows you the best way to relax after an exhausting rehearsal before your big performance word count: 1770 warnings: sex in front of a mirror, kinda striptease (?), riding, unprotected sex (no glove, no love y’all)

i'm so excited to finally post this ahhhhhh

»Okay guys«, your dance teacher clapped his hand twice as he looked from your face to Heeseung’s and gave you a motivating smile. »One more time and then we’ll finish for today, you need to save up your energy.«

The fringe of his dark hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as he stretched his neck again, the soreness already spreading in his muscles from the past few hours of rehearsal.

Heeseung sighed, getting up from the floor and reaching his hand out to help you stand back up on your feet too.

»Fighting!«

You had a performance coming up that weekend and since your dance teacher spontaneously decided to make you dance a part of the routine as a duet, both of you needed some extra lessons to learn the new steps and practice them together.

During the last repetition, your eyes were stuck on Heeseung’s reflection in the mirror, his body gently moved against yours when he twirled you in before you wrapped your arms around his neck and he rested his hands on your hips.

His eyes locked with yours as he bit his lip, swaying to the beat of the song you had been dancing to for what felt like an eternity. You noticed how his bottom lip got stuck between his teeth at some point, the gleam in his eyes proving he enjoyed this moment a little more than he usually did. You winked at him before he twirled you out again, only four more eight-counts left for your piece to finish.

»Alright, that’s a wrap!«

Your dance teacher started applauding and Heeseung and you joined in, your giggles of relief filling the room as you went to get your water bottle. The corners of the mirror had already started to fog up, reducing the rectangular glass to an oval.

After receiving the instruction to clean everything up and go rest early, your partner and you were left alone, looking at each other in satisfaction.

»Wanna do another round?«

Heeseung shrugged, walking towards the computer to turn the music back on, the intro of the song quickly killing the silence that reigned as you just watched his actions.

You raised an eyebrow at his question, all your clothes sticking to your body and your muscles tensing up more and more with every second you didn’t move.

»Don’t you think we did enough?«

»Oh c’mon, we were just getting started.«

He wiggled his eyebrows at you before he paused the song and looked at the chair on the floor next to you. The look he gave you showed a sign of ›please?‹, suddenly enough to make you pick up the chair and give in to his question without any further convincing needed.

While you danced your part of the intro, he carefully observed your movements through the mirror as he strolled towards his position to be in time for when your solo transitioned into his.

You turned the chair around, the backrest now facing the front as you winked at him; his sign to start. Stepping on the chair, he rested one of his feet on the edge of the backrest, leaning forward to make the chair fall over as a way of underlining the change of dance style.

His moves were a lot quicker than yours, the way he kept switching between sharp hits and smooth body waves got you flustered, especially when he noticed your eyes on his in the reflection. Running his hand through his hair, he let his tongue trail over his bottom lip before he bit it, shamelessly flirting with you before he reached his hand out to introduce the third and final part of the choreography; the duet.

He spun you around, ground against you, and checked you out in the mirror like he did about a hundred times before that day, the only thing that was different was the shift in the atmosphere that you now started to realize. It all felt a lot more intimate now; his moves, his touches, and the way he quickly glanced from your eyes to your lips and back whenever you were facing each other.

Raising your leg for the end pose, he held you a good few seconds longer than he was supposed to as told by the dance teacher, slowly coming closer as if he leaned in for a kiss.

You closed your eyes, ready to feel his lips on yours when he pulled away, embarrassment tinting his face in a subtle shade of pink that got almost drowned by his already reddened cheeks. Heeseung scratched his neck, aiming for his water bottle before he threw yours over to you.

Thanking him with a nod, you took a sip and let out a deep sigh, your eyes following him as he went back to the computer again.

»How about another round?«

You cocked your head to the side, shooting him a killer stare as you bit the inside of his cheek. How in the hell was he so convincing when all he did was look at you with those dark eyes?

Agreeing over and over again, you repeated the exact same thing multiple times, the sexual tension growing more and more before you once more finally reached the end pose.

His glance went back down on your lips, he was still pondering what to do, not noticing you rolling your eyes at the way he got shy all of a sudden when just seconds ago he was practically undressing you with his eyes.

»Listen up, sweetheart«, you purred, bringing Heeseung’s attention back to your eyes. »This time you either fucking kiss me or I’m going home. We were supposed to leave two hours ago.«

Heeseung’s lips curled up in a smirk before he pressed them onto yours, sighing into the kiss as he let go of your leg on his hip, allowing him to pull you closer to his sweaty body.

He latched his hands onto your hips as he does in the choreography, while you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling the pearls of his sweat on your fingertips as you tangled a hand in his hair.

Roughly moving his lips against yours, he guided you towards the chair before he broke off the kiss, inhaling sharply as he picked it up from the floor and positioned it in front of the mirror.

Reaching out for your hand, he invited you to stand next to him, so you reached back, being pulled to his side as both of took a look at your reflections.

Heeseung moved behind you, leaning into your neck as he placed a kiss on the sensitive skin.

»Look at yourself, babygirl.«

The hot breath accompanying his faint voice fanned against your skin, chasing goosebumps down your spine when he slipped his hands under your shirt, caressing your skin with gentle touches of his fingertips.

He suckled on your skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses and love bites on either side of your neck as you closed your eyes, knees going weak when he licked a strip up from the nape of your neck to right underneath your earlobe.

You gasped, clenching your jaw at his feathery touches on your burning skin as he guided both of you towards the chair in front of the mirror. Sliding down on it, he broke off the kiss, a breathless sigh rolling off his lips when he ran his hand through his tangled hair.

Heeseung spread his legs as he patted his thigh for you to sit on while you eyed him up and down, taking in all of his beauty; the fringe of hair stuck to his forehead, the gentle movement of his chest whenever he took a breath, the curves of his abs showing through his shirt and the obvious erection in his pants.

»Do it again, this time with me right here.«

His voice broke the silence only for a few seconds when he gazed back at you, tongue trailing over his bottom lip in anticipation of your reaction. Your lips curled up in a cocky smile as you bit the inside of your cheek before you rid yourself of your shirt.

»Keep your hands to yourself«, you purred.

Sliding onto his lap, you started dancing your solo routine without music, only your heavy breaths and Heeseung’s silent whimpers filling the room as you moved on and around him, stroking his chest and undressing both of you piece by piece.

Once you reached Heeseung’s sweatpants, you untied them, palming his dick through the thin material, which allowed you to feel it pulsing under your hand. You gently slipped underneath the waistband, taking his cock out, and pumping him a few times, using the pre-cum that leaked from his tip as lube.

A raspy moan left his lips as you worked him up, before you slid onto his lap again, aligning him with your entrance before you sank down, burying his dick between your folds.

His chest was flush against yours when you rode him, eyes stuck to your reflection as you watched his dick gliding in and out of you with the pace he helped you keep by guiding you by your hips.

Rolling back his head, he scrunched up his nose in pleasure while a soft sigh escaped you. He filled you out so well, stretching your walls every time he bottomed out, it felt like heaven.

»You feel so good, kitten.«

His low voice tickled your eardrums as he raised his head again and placed kisses all over your shoulder blades and neck.

»And you look so beautiful bouncing on my cock like that.«

You moaned at his comment, clenching around him as you sank down again, bringing yourself closer to the edge. Heeseung noticed you shifting on his lap, trying to make him hit your sweet spot over and over again.

He chuckled at your desperate sounds before he attached his finger to your clit, drawing figure eights on it to push you over the edge.

Drawing in a sharp breath, you came on his dick, spilling your essence around his dick as he helped you ride out your orgasm with sloppy thrusts. You noticed he was close himself, given the way his dick twitched inside you, so you clenched around him again, making him shoot his seed into you.

A deep moan accompanied his climax as you felt him fuck his juice back into you, preventing it from spilling out of your sore cunt.

»How about another round?«

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dear heeseung anon, thank you so much for the request and please forgive me for making you wait so long :(

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 15 | handcuffs

chained up • [lee minho]

거친 내 숨결 다가와 어루만질 때

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which minho shows you his collection and you get to choose your favourite toys word count: 1223 warnings: handcuffs, curse words, a hint of degradation maybe, oral (fem receiving), basically just teasing the living hell outta y/n

✨lee minho supremacy✨

»Oh«, you whispered as Minho pulled a little box out from underneath his bed. »This is what you wanna play ...«

He looked up at you, fixing your eyes with his while he snapped open the lock, raising the lid without showing you the contents.

»Color?«, he asked, the corners of his lips curling up into a mischievous grin as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

Your eyes took in the details of his face as you thought about your reply. Purple was your favorite; the slope of his nose.

But red matched your lipstick; his eyes, gazing with passion as he patiently waited for a response.

And blue was his favorite; the stupid smile on his lips that made you fall for him in the first place.

But then again black would match the bedsheets best; his hair, styled with so much effort, the blond strands falling into his face to frame its shape

And you knew for a fact that he liked you in white; his clothes, dark but still rather casual.

»Pink«, you jokingly blurted out when your eyes reached the buckle of his belt and you realized how much the bulge in his pants had grown at the way you focused him so intensely.

»Sweet.«

His dry comment was in no way hurtful, the sheer amusement in his eyes proved it as he pulled heart-shaped handcuffs from his box.

He handed them over to you, as he bit the inside of his cheek in a dirty smirk.

»Safeword?«

Your look shot from the pink toy in your hands to his eyes while you tried not to choke on air.

»Huh?«

»Once you put them on there are only two ways out.« He took a few more things out of the box, lining them up on the bedside table before he closed the box again and pushed it back underneath the bed. »Either you endure until I get you out when I'm done with you.«

Minho got up from the floor, cupping your face in his hands after he sat down next to you on the blanket. »Or you give me the safeword.«

Without giving an answer, you held the handcuffs out to him, allowing him a closer look at the chain that kept them connected.

»They are almost broken.«

He looked from the chain to your face and back again, once more catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

»How about we finish breaking them?«

Dropping the handcuffs, you put your wrists together, not wasting time with a second thought about a possible safe word.

Minho manhandled you into position as he sat down between your legs to restrict your wrists and attach the handcuffs to the headboard of his bed.

»Babe«, he purred before quickly pecking your lips. »Still need a safeword.«

»Safewords are for losers.«

»Oh okay«, he chuckled, moving backward as he stroked up your legs with his cold hands. »I'll remind you of that later.«

Minho slowly reached your thighs, slipping his hands under your skirt to pull down your panties, licking his lips when he felt the wetness between your legs as he ran a finger up and down between your folds.

»We didn't even start yet«, he smirked while pulling his finger back out and licking your essence of it.

Reaching for a small toy on the bedside table, he showed you a glass dildo in a light pink color, about the size of his own cock.

»Matches really well, don't you think?«

He chuckled at the way your eyes widened in surprise when you looked at it, bottom lip held hostage between your teeth as you tried not to moan just by glancing at what he had prepared for you.

Minho’s lips twitched in a smile as he aligned the tip of the dildo with your entrance, slowly pushing it centimeter by centimeter until its tip grazed your sweet spot.

When you breathed out a moan, arching your back off the bet while screwing your eyes shut, he knew he had found it and let go of the toy, before moving his attention back to teasing you further, kitten licking your clit with a cocky smile adorning his lips.

Pulling at the handcuffs in an attempt to reach for his head you wanted to guide him to where you needed him most but he just chuckled against your hot skin, reminding you that there was no way you could touch him.

Your walls clenched around the dildo inside you as you bucked your hips into Minho’s face to get some friction from the forgotten toy, its tip still grazing your soft spot ever so sweetly.

The bliss you felt, restricted by the handcuffs with Minho’s tongue working wonders in between your legs where the heat pooled around a dildo that felt just like his dick, was delicious, making you moan his name in dulcet tones.

»Awwwe look at you, so fucked out already and I didn’t even start the fun part«, Minho teased before latching his tongue onto your clit again.

Humming against the bittersweet numbness, he started pulling out the toy again just as slowly as he inserted it.

You sighed, feeling the wetness threaten to leak out of your core but Minho was quick to set a pace with two of his fingers, curling them inside of you to repeatedly hit that sweet spot that made you see stars.

Crying out his name, you once more attempted to pull at the handcuffs, breaking the chain that kept them connected before lacing your fingers in his hair. You gently tucked at his blond locks, forcing him to raise his face back up.

Minho locked his lips with yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth to play with yours as you tasted your juice on his lips.

Fucking you mercilessly with his fingers, he drew one moan after another from you while you felt your climax approach, making you clench around his fingers and arch your back off the bed.

»Looks like somebody is close, huh?«, he purred, placing wet kisses on the skin of your neck he was able to reach. »Why don’t you cum for me, angel?«

You whined at the nickname, screwing your eyes shut as your orgasm overcame you, shaking your body and making you jolt against Minho’s hand.

Helping you ride out your high, he kept his pace a little longer before gradually showering down, eventually pulling out of you and licking his fingers clean.

You crossed your arms over your eyes, feeling even sensitive to the light that shone into your room from outside as your chest rose and fell rapidly.

Minho grabbed the broken pieces of chain that still stuck to the handcuffs, softly pulling them up to see the point at which they broke better.

»Damn, they were my favorite pair.«

When you felt him get up from the bed after he let go of the chains, you peaked through your arms to catch him unbuckling his belt and stroking his throbbing cock before aligning with your sore cunt again.

»Looks like I have to punish you for breaking them«, he whispered. »Do you still think safewords are for losers?«

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dear minho anon, i am very sorry you had to wait so long for this os :(( i hope you still liked it <3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 14 | guided/mutual masturbation [FEM VER]

focus on me • [lee felix]

keep your eyes on me

pairing: lee felix x fem!reader genre: smut, camboy!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which felix guides you through your first spicy video call word count: 863 warnings: guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, video call sex

once again sorry felix anon :( <3

At the sight of the young boy, a silent sigh left your lips. His hair was dyed blonde, cut, and styled into a mullet and his doe eyes focused on yours as he shifted on his chair. His pink, plump bottom lip was caught between his teeth and countless freckles adorned his cheeks and face, creating shapes like stars create constellations in the night sky. He was beautiful.

»Hi«, he whispered, breaking the silence between the two of you. »I’m Felix.«

You smiled warmly at him, barely being able to hold eye contact. Given you were overwhelmed, and maybe even a little uncomfortable, you replied in an equally soft voice.

»Hi Felix.«

The ghost of a grin flashed over his lips as he released them from the clutches of his teeth. He was wearing a button-up shirt and only showed his upper body on the screen, you couldn’t see below the first two buttons he purposely left open for you to catch a glimpse of his perfect porcelain skin. He was not only cute, but also playful.

»Is this the first time you’re doing this?«

Bringing your attention back to him, he placed his elbows on the table, resting his head on his hands as he leaned it to the side while you nodded, timid eyes turning away from him again. Felix licked his lips, easily maintaining his cool as he straightened up and raked his hand through his hair.

»It’s okay, darling; may I call you that?«, he said softly, his eyes stuck to your teeth, chewing on your bottom lips again as you nodded. »Stop that, please. You don’t wanna find out what that does to me.«

His eyes glazed up with something else than just excitement, something darker, dirtier as he started unbuttoning his shirt. »Just follow me, we’ll take it slow.«

You swallowed hard, pulling your top over your head as you gazed down his upper body after he readjusted the camera position, his full body now visible when he laid a hand on his hard-on.

He was wearing matching dress pants, the tent between his legs protruding as he palmed himself, waiting for you to do the same. Biting the inside of your cheek, you copied his movements, showing your whole body for him too.

The smirk that crept onto his lips as he saw u only wearing panties and a revealing lace bra made your walls clench as you covered your upper body with your arm, hiding your half-bare chest from him.

»Don’t be shy, darling, everything is alright.«

A distinctive accent hung in his low voice, filling up your senses as you mindlessly caressed your soaking pussy through your panties in front of his eyes, your juice leaking through the thin material onto your fingers while you let out a breathy moan.

Felix got up to unbuckle his belt before he got his cock out from the constriction of his boxers, sighing as it sprung free. He spat onto his hand, lubricating his whole girth before he slowly started pumping himself.

»Just start, beautiful, I’ll match your tempo.«

You mirrored his moves again, licking your fingers before slowly drawing circles on your clit, moaning at the nickname he gave you as you added a second finger, stroking up and down your folds while closing your eyes. Throwing your head back, a silent »Oh my god, fuck« escaped your lips, and you bit your tongue to restrain yourself from saying all the things that came to your mind while your fingers repeatedly slid in and out of your tight walls.

»Let’s leave him out of this«, Felix chuckled, letting out a raspy moan too as he sped up his tempo to match the pace you set with your hand. »If you need a name to moan, try mine instead.«

The words had barely left his mouth, you whined his name as the knot in your stomach started tightening; a sign of your approaching orgasm, just like the way you clenched around your fingers.

»You’re so pretty like this, babygirl«, he purred, eyes fixed on your face to watch the pleasure turn your facial expression gradually softer, until your lips parted again and released another deep moan. »Let go, darling. Let it all out and cum for me.«

You raised your head again, locking eyes with him as you kept the pace, alternating between circles on your clit and rough movements of your fingers inside your walls before you squirted your juice all over your hand, heavily panting as he finished shortly after you, a low moan accompanying the sound of his orgasm when he climaxed into his hand as well.

Winking at you, he lifted his hand to his lips, licking his essence off every finger as you observed him, mouth agape at his sudden action and the way he seemed to enjoy your eyes on him.

»You did really well«, he said, tongue trailing over his bottom lip to get the last drop of cum out of the corners of his mouth. »I really wanna see what else you can do with those pretty hands.«

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re-wrote this for my dear felix anon, i hope you see this <3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 14 | guided/mutual masturbation

focus on me • [lee felix]

keep your eyes on me

pairing: lee felix x male!reader genre: smut, camboy!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which felix guides you through your first spicy video call word count: 828 warnings: guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, video call sex

for all my male readers out there, this one is for you !!

At the sight of the young boy, a silent sigh left your lips. His hair was dyed blonde, cut, and styled into a mullet and his doe eyes focused on yours as he shifted on his chair. His pink, plump bottom lip was caught between his teeth and countless freckles adorned his cheeks and face, creating shapes like stars create constellations in the night sky. He was beautiful.

»Hi«, he whispered, breaking the silence between the two of you. »I’m Felix.«

You smiled warmly at him, barely being able to hold eye contact. Given you were overwhelmed, and maybe even a little uncomfortable, you replied in an equally soft voice.

»Hi Felix.«

The ghost of a grin flashed over his lips as he released them from the clutches of his teeth. He was wearing a button-up shirt and only showed his upper body on the screen, you couldn’t see below the first two buttons he purposely left open for you to catch a glimpse of his perfect porcelain skin. He was not only cute, but also playful.

»Is this the first time you’re doing this?«

Bringing your attention back to him, he placed his elbows on the table, resting his head on his hands as he leaned it to the side while you nodded, timid eyes turning away from him again. Felix licked his lips, easily maintaining his cool as he straightened up and raked his hand through his hair.

»It’s okay, darling; may I call you that?«, he said softly, his eyes stuck to your teeth chewing on your bottom lips again as you nodded. »Stop that, please. You don’t wanna find out what that does to me.«

His eyes glazed up with something else than just excitement, something darker, dirtier as he started unbuttoning his shirt. »Just follow me, we’ll take it slow.«

You swallowed hard, pulling your top over your head as you gazed down his upper body after he readjusted the camera position, his full body now visible when he laid a hand on his hard-on.

He was wearing matching dress pants, the tent between his legs protruding as he palmed himself, waiting for you to do the same. Biting the inside of your cheek, you copied his movements, showing your whole body for him too.

The smirk that crept onto his lips as he saw u only wearing boxers made your cock twitch as you covered it with your hand, gently rubbing it through the fabric of your underwear.

»Don’t be shy, darling, everything is alright.«

A distinctive accent hung in his low voice, filling up your senses as you mindlessly took your dick out in front of his eyes, pre-cum leaking from its tip while you let out a breathy moan.

Felix got up to unbuckle his belt before he got his cock out from the constriction of his boxers too, sighing as it sprung free. He spat onto his hand, lubricating his whole girth before he slowly started pumping himself.

»Just start, handsome, I’ll match your tempo.«

You mirrored his moves again, moaning at the nickname he gave you as you closed your hand around your shaft, stroking up and down your length while closing your eyes. Throwing your head back, a silent »Oh my god, fuck« escaped your lips, and you bit your tongue to restrain yourself from saying all the things that came to your mind.

»Let’s leave him out of this«, Felix chuckled, letting out a raspy moan too as he sped up his tempo to match the pace you set with your hands. »If you need a name to moan, try mine instead.«

The words had barely left his mouth, you whined his name as the knot in your stomach started tightening; a sign of your approaching orgasm, just like the way your cock was throbbing in your hand.

»You’re so pretty like this, babyboy«, he purred, eyes fixed on your face to watch the pleasure turn your facial expression gradually softer, until your lips parted again and released another deep moan. »Let go, darling. Let it all out and cum for me.«

You raised your head again, locking eyes with him as you kept the pace, stroking up and down your dick before you spurt your seed all over your hand, heavily panting as he finished shortly after you, a low moan accompanying the sound of his orgasm when he climaxed into his hand as well.

Winking at you, he lifted his hand to his lips, licking his essence off every finger as you observed him, mouth agape at his sudden action and the way he seemed to enjoy your eyes on him.

»You did really well«, he said, tongue trailing over his bottom lip to get the last drop of cum out of the corners of his mouth. »I really wanna see what else you can do with those pretty hands.«

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okay, i totally know what u meant with felix voice, i almost passed out imagining him saying all those things with his deep ass voice + accent

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 13 | degradation/praising

such a whore • [bae jacob]

her sweat, her moaning, she’s just a fucking whore, i love it

pairing: bae jacob x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which jacob reminds you why should not get him worked up before he comes home word count: 897 warnings: degradation, praising, unprotected sex (keep in mind guys: no glove, no love), oral sex (male receiving)

i do in no way sympathize with the lyrics of the song i quoted, it’s solely for the flair of the story

With a silent sigh, you parted your lips, taking Jacob’s full length into your mouth as he shot you a glance, dark eyes staring into yours as he clicked his tongue.

»How are you always so fucking hungry for my cock?«

You kneeled in front of him, hair held up in a makeshift ponytail when you laid your head back, innocently looking at his face as he towered before you.

Bopping your head up and down his shaft, you sucked him off like you usually did; sitting between his legs while he leaned against the wall, eyes looking at each other’s faces as you playfully swirled your tongue around his cock, earning a sweet moan from him as a response.

Your eyes trailed over his face, slowly taking in all the details about him; the slope of his nose, scrunched up in bliss, his lips, the plump bottom one stuck between his teeth when they held it hostage to suppress his moans, his doe eyes, now screwed shut as he leaned his head back while a sigh found it’s way out through his clenched teeth.

»Fuck. . . Your lips feel so good around my cock, babygirl.«

A sly smile crept onto your lips as you released him from your mouth, kitten licking his tip as his grip on your hair grew tighter.

»Babe, I can’t hold it in much longer, get the fuck on the bed. Right fucking now!«

Jacob pulled you away from his dick, his chest raised and fell accompanied by heavy breaths as he tried to calm down from his stolen high. He moved both of you towards the bed, parting your legs after he pulled down your panties from underneath the blue skirt you were wearing.

His tip carefully grazed your slit when he aligned himself with you, his body hovering over you as he pushed his hips forward, easing into you with no preparation.

You let out a high moan of his name, the slight burn in your cunt hurting too good to be actually painful as you dug your nails into his shoulders. His lips ghosted over your neck before he found a spot to leave his lovebites on.

»You’re so fucking beautiful, he purred, kissing the red spot he had just created. »I can’t wait to fuck your pretty little pussy until my name is the only thing left on your mind.«

The only reply you got out was a quiet whimper through clenched teeth when he picked up the pace and harshly thrust into you. Snapping his hips against yours, he quickly found your sweet spot, making you see stars as he hit it over and over again.

»Fuck Jacob, right there«, you sighed, tangling your hands in his hair as you pulled his face impossible closer to your neck. You could feel his hot breath fanning your skin when he chuckled, his dulcet voice echoing in his throat.

»You like this?«

A mischievous grin curled his lips when he spoke into the crook of your neck, peppering kisses all over your burning skin. »Tell me how my cock makes you feel. Are you satisfied with what you achieved?«

He raised his head, eyes fixed on yours again as he slowed down the speed of his thrusts. »Playing with me like that, saying all those things to get me worked up, just to feel my dick inside your cunt with nothing else left to say?«

»J-Jacob, keep . . . keep going«, you mumbled under your breath while hooking a leg around his hips to take him in deeper if that was even still possible given that he was already balls-deep buried inside you.

»You should hear yourself, so needy for me to fuck her, the little princess«, he hissed. »You’re such a whore for my cock, aren’t you?«

You nodded as another moan rolled off your tongue, mixing his name and curse words into an incomprehensible sentence as you clenched around his dick, only seconds away from your release.

»Sweet how you don’t even try to deny it, fucking slut.«

Jacob clicked his tongue, scoffing at your pathetic whimpers when he sensed your approaching orgasm, attaching his thumb to your clit to draw figure eights on it.

»Wanna cum?« He waited for your reply, a muffled moan more than good enough for him to continue his merciless ministrations. »Then tell me who your cunt belongs to, bitch.«

You whined in pleasure as the fire in your abdomen threatened to explode, your brain was too fogged by lust to form a proper sentence. »You, Jacob . . . My pussy . . . It’s all yours.«

A low chuckle escaped his throat as he pushed you over the edge, continuing his thrusts to help you ride out your orgasm while he chased his own.

»Cum inside of me, please«, you purred, toes curling at the overstimulation when Jacob draped your leg over his shoulder to hit you impossibly deeper.

»So now you’re even letting me paint your pretty cunt like the filthy whore you are?«

He thrust harshly a few more times, shooting his seed into you when he finally climaxed and let out a string of moans and curse words. Rolling back his head, he closed his eyes as he stilled inside you, feeling your walls pulse around him. »What about a second round?«

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okay i actually personally see jacob more on the soft side, but my hands kinda slipped ....

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kinktober — day 12 | breeding/daddy kink

daddy ~ • [choi seungcheol]

keep your focus on my hips and jeans

pairing: choi seungcheol x fem!reader genre: smut, ddlg (?), dom!idol, sub! reader synopsis: in which seungcheol literally gives you everything he has word count: 572 warnings: breeding, daddy kink, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willie)

ayeee double post bc i’m still trying to catch up on the missing days ,,,,, and ik i said i will decide if someone requests two things but i literally couldn’t and then this idea came to me and here we are, i should go to sleep ,,,,,,

Easing into you, Seungcheol let out a low sigh as your walls clenched around his erection. His deep breaths tickled your skin when you felt the warm air touching your collarbones before he placed a kiss on the sensitive area of your body.

You moaned his name in dulcet tones, lips agape because of the pleasure he gave you while you tangled your hand in his dark hair, gently tugging at the strands as you closed it into a fist at the feeling between your legs.

He was balls-deep inside of you, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot as stars began to dance in front of your eyes. One of his hands found your thigh, gently stroking it before he draped it across his waist, the new angle allowing him to push into you impossibly deeper.

»You feel amazing, little one«, he purred as he quickened his pace, his cock entering and leaving you as quick as his lips now moved against yours; feverish, aggressive, and hungry for more.

Letting out a deep sigh, you closed your eyes, back arching off the bed when he laced his thumb to your clit, drawing random shapes on it to pleasure you even more. He knew what he was doing, hours on hours together had taught him all your secrets; your weaknesses, your turn-ons, and your deepest desires.

»Fuck, daddy«, you whined, both your legs wrapping around his hips as you tried pulling him even closer. His groin kept hitting against yours, creating applause to your love as he continued with his thrusts. »I’m close, please . . . Let me cum.«

Seungcheol chuckled, removing his thumb from your clit and bringing it to your lips to have you taste your own essence on it. You kitten licked the tip of his finger, locking your eyes with his as you purposely clenched around his dick, feeling him twitch inside your walls.

»Want me to cum inside you, baby?«, he asked, burying his head in the crook of your neck as he peppered kisses on your heated skin. His lips felt soft against you, like the way his hands ghosted over your body in anticipation of his approaching orgasm. »Want me to paint you in white, my little princess?«

»Shit, yes«, you moaned, fisting the bedsheets when a loud sigh escaped your lips. »Cum inside of me! Please, breed me, daddy.«

»Are you sure?«

»Yes, fuck your babies into me, I wanna feel your everything inside my pussy.«

Mumbling praises through grit teeth, Seungcheol reattached his thumb to your clit, massing it in circles as he hit your sweet spot a few more times before he shot his seed into you. Strings of his cum connected the tip of his dick with your entrance when he pulled out, only using his fingers to help you reach your own high.

You screamed his name, drowning in pleasure as your climax shook your body before he shoved his dick back inside you, helping you ride out your orgasm and preventing his precious juice from getting wasted.

»As you wish, darling.« Slow thrusts accompanied his hushed voice when he purred into your ear as he fucked his cum back into you. »I’ll fuck my babies so deep into you, you’re gonna think of me every time you take a step and feel how empty your pretty little pussy feels without my cock inside of you.«

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this was the first time i ever saw seungcheol as daddy and boy, i'm glad u sent this request lmao

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kinktober — day 10 | squirting

church • [sim jaeyun]

you’re wearing nothing but my t-shirt

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader genre: ons between best friends!au, college!au, sub!idol, dom!reader synopsis: in which jake and you are something between best friends and lovers with no actual relationship status, so when you meet him with other people at a party he said he wouldn’t attend shit gets real between you . . . word count: 2571 warnings: curse words ig, unprotected sex (don’t be a spunky, cover your monkey), fingering, a lil orgasm denial and thigh riding, jake kinda gets tortured a bit, squirting

yeah, jake is giving me fuckboy vibes asf and i ain’t even sorry for putting that out there like this lol (ly jake <;3)

oh and, this got so damn long because i kinda had 3 daydreams about jake and they all merged in my head to create this, so i hope you like it hehe

Taking a sip of your cocktail, you let your eyes wander through the room, avoiding eye contact as best as you could since it was uncommon for girls your age to show up to parties alone. Only when you heard chatter and a strangely familiar voice coming closer, you risked a look upwards, resulting in meeting the eyes of a known but unexpected face.

»Jake?«

He was standing almost directly in front of you, surrounded by three other guys you recognised as Jay, Sunghoon and Heeseung, who had his arm wrapped around a girl‘s waist. Incredulously looking from face to face, you bit the inside of your cheek, a small wave of anger making you clench your hand around the glass you just drank out of.

»What a surprise to see you here.«

His voice almost dripped with sarcasm, the raised eyebrow and the cocky smile only underlining how much of a fuckboy he had become. You remembered the beginning of the school year, when he noticed how lost you were during Physics and he kindly offered to help you study for the exams.

You took his offer with great appreciation, maybe also because his eyes glistened in excitement and the sweet smile that curled on his lips woke up the butterflies in your stomach. Back then, even his outer appearance was a lot different.

His smile was honest and his eyes warm, the oversized sweaters and plaid shirts he wore making him look like the absolute boyfriend. You could feel the effect all that had on you throughout your tutoring sessions, when you had gotten a lot closer and flirty-sounding jokes became more common.

He loved to make you giggle when he pretended not to know an answer, just to make you explain the whole exercise again, which often resulted in you understanding your mistakes and doing better on the tests. Still, you felt like there could have been more between you if both of you had allowed it to be.

Gazing up and down his slim body, you tried to uncover the nice young boy he was while letting his current appearance have his influence on you. The leather jackets and dark colours he seemed to have gotten into really matched his cold gaze and the false smile he carried on his face now.

You didn’t know what happened to him during winter break after you hugged him goodbye when lessons ended on the last day of school and couldn’t stop blushing on your way home because of the way he booped your nose with his after his gaze kept jumping from your eyes to your lips and back over while he chewed on his bottom lip as if he was pondering whether or not to kiss you.

On the first day after vacation, you couldn’t even recognise him by the way he talked and acted, unable to say hello out of surprise when you saw him again. He had the same arrogant grin plastered on his lips when he came up to you and pulled you into a half-hearted hug, all the warmth you connected to his body replaced by ice as you looked at his face, too astonished to process his behaviour.

Now you felt the bass of the roaring music in your stomach, Jake’s bitter eyes piercing yours as he clenched his jaw while straightening up his posture.

»It’s unusual for you to go to parties without me.«

The reference to the first and last party you went to in his company felt like a punch in the face as it brought up memories you thought you had digested since then. Your tummy felt uneasy at the wave of emotions that crashed over you as you pressed your lips together at the phantom kiss ghosting over them.

You could still feel his tongue in your mouth, his lips moving against yours in a feverish tempo as the liquid courage rushed through your veins. His hands rested on your hips as you moved onto his lap, clinging to him impossibly closer while you clasped your hands in his hair.

When you arrived at your place, Jake’s hands were restless roaming your body as he carried you to the bedroom and let you down on the bed. He was gentle with you, the icy facade he created crumbling under the soft touches you exchanged when his lips ghosted over you and he carefully helped you fall over the edge with the tender movements of his hips.

The next morning you woke up, still smelling his perfume on your pillow and feeling his touches and kisses but Jake was nowhere to be found. Looking down your body you noticed yourself wearing one of his oversized shirts, the one you secretly always liked and still kept in the back of your closet because there was no way you could just go up to him and give it back.

Snapping out of your trance, you realised Jake still stood in front of you with his stupidly attractive face; his doe eyes still stuck on yours, his tongue still poking the inside of his cheek and his lips ever looking so soft.

You pushed yourself off the armchair, standing face to face on eye-level with him now as you eyed him up and down.

»You’re such an arrogant asshole, Sim Jaeyun«.

With a flick of your wrist, your cocktail ended up on his white shirt, seeping through the fabric and leaving a bright pink spot on his chest. You turned around on your heels, clutching the glass tightly as you felt the eyes of everyone close enough to have witnessed the situation turning to you.

Yet, you didn’t care as you stormed out of the room, Jake’s shouts of your name mere whispers in the mass of noises that filled the whole apartment when he ran after you.

»Fucking hell, stop already!«

His voice was loud in the hallway, echoing off the walls as he stood behind you, heavily breathing when he reached out to grab your wrist and spin you around to have you face him again.

»Leave me alone«, you hissed, pulling your arm out of his hold. »Wasn’t that hard after you woke up at my place either, remember?«

»Fuck that was a mistake, okay?«

»The whole thing or just you leaving me all alone with your shirt?«

»Wait, you still have it, don’t you?«

»That was not my question, Jaeyun.«

His silence was loud as his eyes focused on the floor, remorse painting his face as he struggled to find words to explain his situation. You shook your head, scoffing at how quiet he got once he was confronted with a situation he couldn’t escape with jokes, money or his dumb smile.

You turned your back on him, reaching for the door knob as he grabbed hold of your shoulders, putting an arm around you as he pulled you into a room next to the apartment door.

»What the fuck is in here? A dungeon in which y’all keep girls as slaves or something?«, you hissed into the darkness.

Jake chuckled, turning around the key and switching on the light before he leaned his back against the door and crossed his arms in front of his body.

»We’re all weird but trust me, none of us is that sick.«

»Then what are we doing here?«

»Were gonna talk this out now.«

A loud laugh escaped your throat as you arched an eyebrow at him, not being able to comprehend his intention.

»Shut up, Jake. I don’t want to talk about anything with you.«

You aimed for the door, only to find yourself pinned against it in the break of a second, Jake’s body pressing you against it as he bit the inside of his cheek again.

»You’re younger than me, show some respect and stop running away when I’m speaking to you.«

His voice sounded strict, unlike the teasing tone his voice carried in the living room when he reminded you of your last night together.

You rolled your eyes, not in the mood for a discussion as you tried getting him off of you.

»Yeah, I’m younger than you, but trust me when I say my dick is bigger than yours.«

You imitated his earlier facial expression, the greasy smile and the eyebrow move he did when he came talking to you. Fighting him with his own weapons seemed like a good idea to you, so you leaned your forehead against his, one of your hands tangling in his hair.

»What is that supposed to mean?«

He pulled away in confusion, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to decipher your actions, your lips dangerously close to touching.

»You, Jake Sim, are a cockthinker, which makes me the smarter one.«

A satisfied grin crept on your lips as you stuck out your tongue to him and mocked the way his confusion grew with each passing second.

»I am a what?«

»A cockthinker. You thought I wouldn’t spread my legs for you anymore because we both know I can’t do this whole „no strings attached“ crap, so you came here with the hope of finding someone else to shove your dick inside.«

»And that is why your dick is bigger than mine?«

You shrugged, the answer to his question more than obvious in your opinion.

»Yup.«

Jake stepped back, running a hand through his hair as he gazed at your legs and back at your face, a concentrated smirk on his lips.

»Pants down and prove it.«

»What?«

»Proof or it’s not true.«

»You’re so pathetic«, you scoffed, unbuttoning your pants and pulling the zipper down. You pulled the belt out of the hoops and kicked the pants off your legs as you stepped closer to him, one of your hands on his chest as you pulled him to you by his collar. »I’m not scared of you.«

»Oh baby, you should be«, he purred. His jacket and shirt ended up on the floor next to your pants, your top following suit as his typical smirk crept back onto his lips.

»Why? Scared I’m better than you?«

He took off his pants, stripping his underwear off with them as you dropped your panties and bra right next to you and guided him towards what seemed to be the guest bed.

»No, just convinced you’re gonna cum first.«

You clicked your tongue, pushing him on the bed as you slipped onto his lap, clutching the belt you still had in your other hand tighter as you forced him to lie down on his back.

»You can’t always win, Jaeyun«

Using your free hand, you pumped his throbbing cock before aligning him with your entrance and sinking down on him as you pinned his hands above his head. Fixating them on the bedframe with your belt, you sighed at how deliciously he stretched out your walls.

»You look amazing like this, Jakey«, you purred, placing a kiss on his lips as you rocked your hips against his. Breaking off the kiss, you threw your head back with a moan, setting a pace with your movements while Jake just watched his dick disappearing inside of you.

You rested your hands on his chest to support yourself as you repeatedly lifted yourself and sank back down on him, burying his dick between your folds accompanied by sighs and moans of his name.

His eyes were screwed shut as you felt him tensing up underneath you, groans and whimpers occasionally leaving his lips as you sensed his approaching orgasm by the way his dick twitched inside of you.

A dirty grin flitted across your lips as you raised your body once more, this time without sinking back down. Jake’s eyes snapped open and he furrowed his eyebrows, caught by surprise at the sudden loss of friction.

»What the fuck?«

»You’re so desperate, how sweet«, you cooed, slipping off his lap and kneeling on the bed next to him with spread legs, your wet cunt on full display for him to marvel at.

»Fuck you.«

He tried freeing his hands from the belt as you stuck out your tongue, licking two of your fingers before gently pushing them inside you to replace the missing feeling of his dick between your folds. You smiled in satisfaction at his frustrated sigh, his eyes glued to your digits moving in and out of you.

»Can’t you at least sit on my face or something?«

You moaned out his name, followed by a string of curse words as you enhanced the speed between your thighs, lewd noises filling the room along with your heavy breathing and Jake’s sounds of annoyance.

»Oh, come on«, he whined, tugging at the belt again but failing miserably.

You shrugged, bottom lip held hostage between your teeth as you sighed his name again.

»You should try begging for it.«

»I’m not gonna fucking beg you.«

You pulled your fingers out of your cunt, licking them clean as you moved back onto his lap, sitting down on his thigh and rubbing your soaking wet pussy against his skin once.

His thigh tensed underneath you as he took a deep breath, whispering »Okay, okay. Please just . . . do something«, with a brittle voice as you drew small circles on his abs and chest.

»You should hear yourself, baby boy«, you chuckled at his fucked out state, pearls of sweat forming on his forehead as he tried to keep up his facade even with you torturing him like that. »So desperate to cum but too shy to work for it.«

»Just fucking let me, okay?«

Raising an eyebrow at him, you signalled he knew what he had to do for you to allow him to cum, before you went back to riding his thigh with the same unbothered pace you had set when you first sank onto his dick.

Another sigh of Jake‘s name rolled off your tongue, finally breaking his facade and pushing him all the way into submission.

»Babe, please let me finish«, he whined, his voice cracking and tears pooling in his eyes.

»What a good boy you are«, you purred and locked lips with him as you let him push his dick back into your throbbing cunt.

A few thrusts upwards helped Jake reach his orgasm as you untied his hands and let him place them on your hips to guide you towards oblivion. His sloppy thrusts along with his lips all over your upper body soon made you catch your high as you squirted onto his hips and thighs with a loud moan.

He carefully thrusted up a few more times, riding out both your orgasms as he felt your juice running over his skin. His chest moved quickly, heavy breaths filling the room as you got off his lap, hissing at how empty your core felt all of a sudden.

»You should take the lead more often«, Jake sighed, rubbing his sore wrists as a low chuckle echoed in his throat.

»Sure thing, baby boy.« You kissed his lips again, stroking the sweaty hair out of his face and placing a kiss on his forehead too. »But we still have a discussion ahead of us first.«

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ik i suck at properly timing stuff ,,, and this os got so long geeeeeeeez ,,,, anyways, ik i’m almost a week late and i promise i‘ll try catching up with the other stories asap

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kinktober — day 9 | multiple orgasms

love talk • [liu yangyang]

touch me, tease me, feel me up

pairing: liu yangyang x fem!reader genre: smut, ons!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which yangyang takes you home after meeting you at the club word count: 1377 warnings: multiple orgasms, fingering (fem receiving), oral (both receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe y‘all)

for personal reasons i will never write yang^2 smut again

»Don’t get attached to me«, the young man whispered, a joking subtone coloring his voice as he placed his lips on yours in a feverish kiss.

He slowly dragged his lips down your neck, his breath ghosting over your collarbones as you let out a deep sigh. He had you wrapped around the tips of his long fingers; one glance had been enough for you to stay fixed on him as he swayed to the rhythm at the club, drink in one hand as he gestured towards you to come closer.

The way his dark eyes were hooded with something unexplainable made your brain switch to auto-pilot as you stepped towards him, the liquid courage pumping through your veins blocking off any thoughts of how stupid you could possibly be.

Especially after he didn’t only dance closer to you than anyone ever did before, he also managed to convince you to leave the club with him. Now you found yourself at his place, his hands roaming your body as he slowly undressed you.

You were sober enough to understand what was happening, yet you found yourself in a daze, the lust you felt for him stronger than the fact he was a stranger. Stronger than the fact this was a one time thing.

You knew you would never see him again after this, yet you were too selfish to care. He was the one seducing you, so naturally you had to give in to the fun he was offering.

Snapping out of your dream-like state, you realized his hands stroking the dress you wore off your shoulders, leaving you in nothing more than your underwear as he peppered kisses on the newly revealed skin. As if it was glue, his lips kept sticking to it, ghosting over what had been covered just seconds ago, before you bared for him and his eyes only.

His hot breath against your sensitive skin chased goosebumps down your spine and you felt your cheeks flush as he rested his hands on your hips.

»Are you okay?«, he suddenly asked.

The atmosphere in the room drastically shifted at his unexpected question but you only placed your hands on his stomach, stroking them up to his chest before you started unbuttoning his shirt.

»Perfectly fine«, you hummed, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back in for a kiss. He groaned at your tongue trying to slip past his lips as you fiddled with his belt to get rid of his pants.

Noticing your hands there, he quickly grabbed your wrists and pushed you onto the bed, pinning your arms above your head. You exhaled deeply, his figure hovering over you as a low chuckle escaped his throat.

»Oh baby, you‘re playing by my rules tonight«, he purred, slowly running his hands down your body, hooking his fingers under the hem of your panties as he stroked down your legs.

Out of reflex, you closed them, the cold air on your cunt making you hiss, as he pushed your legs back open.

He placed a kiss on your clit, licking a strip up your folds as he dipped his tongue inside you. You whined out his name, reaching out to tangle your fingers in his hair as he mumbled incomprehensible praises against your pussy.

You arched your back off the bed in pleasure when he added a finger inside you while his tongue drew merciless circles on your bud and moaned his name in high notes, the knot in your stomach tightening as your orgasm grew closer.

His hot breath on your sensitive area only added to your bliss, while he repeatedly told you how good you were doing, like a mantra stuck in his brain. He took his time with you, occasionally coming up from between your legs to catch a look at how your face twisted when he hit your sweet spot.

Two of his fingers already felt so good inside of you, you couldn’t even imagine how his dick must feel. Clenching around his digits inside you, you shouted his name as your orgasm overcame you and shook your body, back arching off the bed again.

A dirty grin curled his lips as he pulled his fingers out of you, licking them clean before he sank his tongue into your hole again, eating you out like a starved man and pushing you over the edge again as you dug your nails into his shoulders.

He hissed at the sudden pain when the crescent marks you left on his skin turned to scratches that came up his neck, all the way to the back of his head.

»So you really want me to wear turtlenecks for the whole next week«, he chuckled against your center, the second orgasm already approaching because of the way his tongue moved in and out of you at the same pace his fingers did before.

Tears started pooling in your eyes and you bit your bottom lip to silence your moans, preventing them from turning into screams of his name as a second wave of bliss shook your body.

He licked a strip between your folds once more, snorting at the way your pussy clenched around nothing when he reached your numbing clit with the tip of his tongue.

»Already so fucked out and I didn’t even get to use my dick yet.«

His voice sounded scolding, as if it was your fault your core got sensitive after he made you cum twice.

You couldn’t think of anything to reply, brain too fogged by lust as you held a staring contest with the ceiling, too much going through your head to connect the noises you heard to clothes being taken off.

Only when you felt his hands on your thighs again, you were brought back to reality, the sore muscles in your thighs fighting against the urge to keep them open.

Yangyang clicked his tongue, mumbling a comment to your fucked out state as he aligned himself with your entrance, bottom lip held hostage between his teeth as he pushed into you again.

You whined out his name when his girth stretched out your strained walls again as he slowly reached your sweet spot with his tip.

»How are you still so tight«, he purred, ghosting over your torso with his lips to give you some time to get used to him inside of you. »Your pussy still wants my dick even though you already had my fingers inside you? Did you not get enough yet?«

Your only answer was a pathetic whimper as he picked up the pace, repeatedly pounding into you, while he easily hit the spot that made you see stars.

You closed your eyes, the incomprehensible words rolling off your tongue a mixture of his name, praises and curse words as both of you chased your highs to the melody of skin hitting skin and the breathless sounds of your respiration.

Soon enough, his thrusts grew sloppier, a hint of his approaching high as you clenched around him once more, bucking up your hips to take him inside you impossibly deeper.

»So desperate to cum again? Didn’t I fuck you good enough already?«

The mocking tone of his voice didn’t even reach you, ears closed to any sound coming from his lips as you dissolved into pleasure and came on his dick, groaning his name through grit teeth.

Helping you ride out your orgasm, he also reached his high, shooting his seed into you as he pulled out, painting your walls and thighs in white.

»Shit, I’m sorry«, he panted as he rolled off you and breathlessly lay down next to you. »Didn’t mean to spread my babies everywhere.«

He silently giggled as a smile curled on your lips. You were too tired to join his laughter but still felt like you should credit him for that joke, so you turned your face to him and showed him your amused grin.

»Okay, not funny, I got it.« Planting a gentle kiss on your forehead, he pushed himself off the bed and picked up his boxers from the floor.

»You can stay the night if you want, but we gotta get you cleaned up first.«

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late asf but as promised, here it is yangyang anon ㅠㅠ

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kinktober — day 6 | public teasing

tease • [bang chan]

i want it bad bad bad, your love

pairing: bang chan x fem!reader genre: smut, fake couple!au, reader low-key has a crush on him, dom!idol, sub!reader (for some reason it got a bit angsty ?) synopsis: in which your fake boyfriend chan takes to you to a poker game and you decide to play with him in a different way word count: 1268 warnings: public teasing, mentions of alcohol

i have about the same knowledge of poker as y/n in this story, hope what i wrote makes any sense ,,,,,, (lmk if it doesn’t pls)

Gently wrapping his arm around your waist, Chan introduced you to his colleagues, all of them seemingly more interested in your cleavage than your name. You felt their eyes on your exposed skin, staring like a hawk focused on its prey, a grin curling up your lips as you realized how obviously pissed your fake boyfriend got by the way he squeezed you tight and straightened his posture, jaw clenched and hand shut in a fist that was ready to throw punches at whomever.

Yet, the best idea you got from his behavior was that you were going to play with him tonight. For the sole purpose of finding out how long it would take until he got his sweet revenge on you - and your pussy.

You clenched around nothing just by thinking of how good he would fuck you back into submission once you got him riled up enough to make him break the business facade he put on every time he left the house.

Upon finishing the round of introduction you placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving the group of men alone and moving around the room to the buffet table where you picked up a glass of champagne.

Sipping the beverage, you followed each of Chan‘s movements with your eyes. The way he explained so vividly with his whole body brought a smile to your lips which, unlike your earlier grin contained nothing but love for him. The man you would gladly spend the rest of your days with if it wasn’t for the fact that you were the only one feeling that way whereas he only saw you as his companion for events like this.

Your chest grew heavy, so you figured the best way to make it through the night and to help you carry out your plan was some more liquid courage in your system.

Aiming for the bar you strolled through the room, Chan‘s eyes on you as you swung your hips with each step, the short skirt of your dress riding up dangerously high, exposing the pale skin of your thighs. You could feel his ice-cold gaze on you, your ass to be precise, and the thought of him tensing up, eyes fixed on you like a panther ready to attack only furled your confidence even more.

The pretty bartender shot you a cheeky smile when you ordered a cocktail and winked at him while taking the first sip before turning around and making your way back to your faux lover. He raised an eyebrow when you stood next to him, eyes moving from the glass in your hand back to your eyes.

»Tequila Sunrise.«

You smiled at him, pretending to only be here for the fun, alcohol, and to make him look better. It was part of your pact, he took you to special events to not show up alone and when it was over he drove you home, and depending on how well you behaved, you either were rewarded or punished. Needless to say that whatever you did, the sex was the best you ever had, whether it was “Good girl” or “Fucking brat” you were called.

What you got from the whole situation was everything but fun, sex aside. All he gave you were butterflies and lovesickness, the unrequited feelings hurting you far more than they were supposed to. Well, you got everything else you wanted. Chic dresses, attention, and a good reputation among the rich but never his love.

You swallowed hard, the alcohol pumping through veins still not enough to suppress your emotions. Your legs felt weak when you went for the bar again, ordering another drink to take back to the conversation.

»Get your shit together«, Chan whispered when you came back once more after placing a meaningless kiss on your cheek. »You’re not supposed to get drunk on my watch, remember?«

You replied a muffled »Yes«, inaudible to the rest of the guests but loud enough to be heard by the one that was supposed to. He nodded, a pleased smile on his lips as he stroked your cheek.

»Good girl«, he mouthed with his eyes piercing yours to find any trace of an evil plan you were plotting. Luckily for you, he believed your act, still did even though he seemed to sense something was off.

Soon enough he sat down at a table one of his colleagues preparing everything for a round of poker. Next to Chan stood an empty chair, ready for you to sit on and pretend you were really into what your “boyfriend” was playing and whether or not he was winning.

You put on your most believable smile, giggling at every bad joke that was told throughout the preparation of the game, all while resting your hand on Chan‘s knee.

When the cards were dealt, you shot a glance at Chan‘s hand not understanding any of the rules or how useful those cards were, yet you grinned at him just for keeping up the act.

He smiled back, nodding at the other players to symbolize the beginning of the game.

Silence quickly washed over everyone, as they focused on what was happening at the table, occasionally commenting on the course of the game. Apparently, Chan was doing pretty well, given the way his eyes glistened with joy, so you decided now was the time to attack and distract him a little.

Gently stroking up and down his thigh your hand continued to come dangerously close to his dick, tension rising in him, as he shot you a glance and almost invisibly shook his head to signal you to stop.

You raised an eyebrow, pretending not to know what he meant as you started palming his growing bulge. He clenched his jaw at your action, biting the inside of his cheek to suppress a moan.

»You alright, Bang?«

Whipping his head around, Chan removed your hand from his hard-on and nodded slightly, reassuring his colleagues that he was alright. You licked your lips, a triumphant gleam in your eyes when he went back to playing after opening the first button of his shirt.

Once he was immersed in the game again, you repeated your action this time opening the zipper with a swift motion of your wrist, the red tablecloth hiding your hand between his legs. You undid his button too, pushing your hand between his thighs to make him spread them, allowing you easier access to his cock, gently touching it through the fabric of his pre-cum stained boxers.

Chan bit his lip, eyes darkening and the veins on his hands growing visible as he started to get pissed off at your little game.

Letting out a deep sigh, he slammed his hands on the table when a break was called and you zipped his pants back up before he grabbed your wrist and got up from his chair.

»We‘ll go get some fresh air, mind calling us when you are ready to continue?«, he asked, voice tinted with anger before he dragged you out of the room and into the fresh air of the night.

Spinning you around, he pushed you against a wall, his hands pinning yours above your head by the wrist as his eyes stared straight into your soul.

»I swear to god, I‘m so going to make you regret this, you fucking brat«, he hissed, the print of his bulge in his pants making it hard for you to focus on his face.

»Now get on your knees and finish what you started!«

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okay, ik i wanted to post at 1pm but i had a maths exam this morning and had to write this during my free period after lunch break, hope you still enjoy it, bang chan anon :3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

kinktober — day 5 | FWB

lust • [kim mingyu]

fuck love, we can do this shit forever if it’s lust

pairing: kim mingyu x fem!reader genre: smut, best friends!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which you took “a little head never ruined anyone‘s life“ a little bit too seriously and now you find yourself getting intimate with your best friend more than you should word count: 727 warnings: friends with benefits, unprotected sex (stay safe, kiddos)

my first ever seventeen smut and 100th post yayyyy

None of this was actually planned. Not even when your best friend, Mingyu, jokingly asked you to suck his dick after a long night of drinking with his bandmates.

For some reason, you didn’t even overthink it until he stood at your door, all worked up and his hair sticking to his forehead because he ran all the way from the dorm to your apartment complex.

He pushed you against the wall and all of a sudden you found yourself on your knees, his hand holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, feeling his tip at the back of your throat.

Now here you were, once more feeling his hands on your waist as he shoved his tongue into your mouth and slowly fiddled with the string of your sweatpants, untying them and pulling them down to let them pool at your feet.

Mingyu lifted you with ease, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, lips moving against each other at a torturous pace. He cupped your ass cheeks, carrying you into your bedroom and laid you down on the mattress, hovering over you as he showered your neck in kisses.

You pushed your hands between your panting bodies, trying to create some space to unbutton his shirt and he let go of you, getting rid of his clothing without breaking eye contact. You sat up against the headboard, attempting to catch your breath and spreading your legs to let Mingyu steal a glance at your wetness.

He licked his lips, pumping his dick as he came closer to you before he aligned with your entrance and eased into you with a quick snap of his hips. You hissed a moan and dug your nails into his shoulders, leaving crescent shaped marks on his perfect skin.

»You’re so fucking tight«, he moaned, stilling inside your walls as you clenched around his girth. He stretched you out so deliciously, the light stinging inside you only fuelling your lust when he started rocking his hips against yours, hitting every sweet spot he could find.

Mingyu knew your body so well, every twitch and every reaction to his ministrations was like a message he deciphered to understand what you were into and how he could make you feel best. That’s how he had gotten you the orgasms you knew you deserved but never managed to reach with the help of your past lovers.

And now you were dancing the horizontal tango with your best friend, his dick buried balls-deep between your folds as he pounded into you at almost inhumane speed, his thumb only adding onto the pleasure with soft circles on your clit.

You arched your back off the bed, moaning his name in high notes as a chuckle echoed from his throat. He loved seeing you like this, all worked up and looking so fucked out. He loved the curve of your breasts, the way your body reacted to his and the way his name rolled off your tongue when you got closer to the edge.

». . . C-close«, you sighed inaudibly, nails scratching down his back, almost drawing blood from him and making him hiss out a silent »Fuck.«

He made you turn around, holding your ass up and pushing back into you from behind to hit you impossibly deeper. He groaned at your walls clenching around him and threw his head back, pearls of sweat forming in his forehead.

»Let go, baby«, he purred in ecstasy, his lower lip held hostage between his teeth. »Shit, you feel so good.«

You whined his name, your climax shaking your body as you saw white and released your juice on his dick, his seed painting your walls soon after and mixing between your legs.

His sloppy thrusts grew slower and slower as he helped you ride out both of your orgasms before he pulled out of you, heavily panting and stroking the sweaty hair off his forehead.

You sat back up like you did before he absolutely railed you into the mattress and smiled at him, biting your lower lip and trying to catch your breath.

Mingyu leaned in, carefully pecking your lips and laid his hand on your cheek, a soft smile on his lips.

»I swear I think I‘m falling in lust with you.«

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my 100th post, just for you mingyu anon :3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

yes, sir ! • [song mingi]

i was just looking at you, picturing how good you would look naked with my dick buried deep inside of you and suddenly it became reality.

pairing: song mingi x fem!oc (sok yujin) genre: smut, established relationship, dom!mingi, sub!oc word count: 2.9 k warnings: oral sex (both receiving), fingering, biting, slight nipple play, marking, protected sex, dirty talk, manhandling, a dash of kinks (lmk if i forgot sth)

inspired by say my name (ateez), especially mingi's voice in the last chorus ...

Turning around on his chair, Mingi looked at the girl on his bed, letting his eyes wander up and down her petite body, examining every visible inch. She was sitting cross-legged on his wine red satin bedsheets, wearing black shorts that complimented the curve of her hips and accentuated the small waist of hers. Her upper body was partly covered by a slightly sheer, loose white crop top, hanging down from her narrow shoulders and hovering over her chiseled collarbones. Her chest was just the right size for the boy to find it appealing and her face showed a concentrated look, as she typed messages to whoever. Mingi let his tongue slip over his bottom lip, leaving them moist and glossy, as his eyes were stuck to the girl's neck. He wondered what it must feel like to drape his lips over her perfect skin, leaving a trail of lovebites and showing everyone she belonged to him. Swallowing hard, he ran his fingers through his black hair, exhaling quietly before leaning his head to one side.

»Yujin?«, he whispered and paused for a moment, feeling his cock pulse at the thought of her legs spread on the bed and her delicate fingers playing with her own wetness.

»Yujin?«, he asked out loud now and swallowed again, when she looked up from her phone and cocked her head to the opposite side.

»Yes?«

Her lips were slightly parted, covered by a sheen of saliva, reflecting the light of the ceiling lamps over their heads. The boy's eyes slowly wandered down from her mouth over her collarbones and chest, until they reached her thighs, gazing at them with burning lust. He licked his lips again, wondering about the way her juices must taste and how good she would look with his dick buried deep inside her.

»Mingi?«

She forced him back to reality, bringing his eyes back to meet hers as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

»Weren't you trying to say something?«

He quietly nodded and parted his lips as if he was about to say something, but he just eyed her in pure silence. The echoes of her voice saying his name ghosted through his mind, as he felt his cock pulse again at the thought of her moaning his name in high notes while he roughly pounded in and out of her, juices mixing and dripping on the bedsheets.

»You look angry... What are you thinking about?«

She carefully put her phone face down on the bedside table. A hint of concern laid on her face while she examined Mingi's figure.

His pitch-black hair, parted on one side and dramatically flipped over to create his signature "bad boy" hairstyle.

His thick eyebrows, narrowed and conveying an emotion she could not describe.

His dark eyes, blazing with a longing for something she was willing to find out.

His equally dark clothes, from the leather jacket he seemed to like a lot, to his unicolor shirt and jeans, that toned his muscular thighs.

She could see a hint of his trained chest muscles and his hard nipples peeking through the thin material of his top.

»I'm not angry«, he finally answered, releasing some of the tension that slowly started to fill the room.

»Then why do you keep staring at me like that?«

»I was just wondering ...«

She let out a whispered giggle and nodded as if to say "keep going" while looking at his wet lips with her deep brown eyes.

»I just wondered how you'd feel wrapped around my dick, your voice moaning into my ear and your fingernails scratching my back.«

Pushing herself off the bed, Yujin got up and slid, legs spread, onto the boy's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

»Why don't we try and see?«

Her soft whisper tickled Mingi's senses, as he rested his big hands on her waist, their lips less than an inch apart and their breaths warming each other's skin.

Without any second thought, she closed the gap between the two of them, feeling Mingi's saliva-covered lips on her own, receiving a first taste of what she was about to get. Roughly brushing their lips against each other, silent moans started filling the room, dancing with the tension that had risen over the past minutes in silence. Raking her fingers through Mingi's hair and therefore messing them up completely, Yujin let out a soft moan, while Mingi ghosted over her hip bones with his slender fingers. He splayed his hands over her ass, cupping each of her cheeks in one, pushing her up to have her covered slit rubbing over his erection.

»Can you feel this?«, he asked with his husky voice, his lips swollen and wet with saliva. »It's waiting for you.«

Yujin gulped at his words, resting her forehead against his, and got up from his lap while taking off her shirt.

»What are we waiting for then?«

Getting up on his feet, the boy almost knocked over the chair before practically ripping off her bra and pushing her onto his bed, legs spread over the edge. He hovered over her, tracing her features with his tongue while exploring the previously forbidden territory. His hands held hers on either side of her face while he left a wet trail of lovebites around her collarbones, occasionally biting the taut-drawn skin. A burning sensation of lust pulsed in both of them as Mingi started rubbing his hard dick between the girl's legs, earning her sweet moans in response.

»Mingi ~«, she exhaled and wrapped her legs around his waist, as her cunt clenched around nothing. The denim material of her pants heated up under Mingi's body and brought a sheen of sweat to her forehead.

More moans were released while the young man licked her nipples, gently tugging at them until they were hard as dried candy. Coming back up to her face, Mingi caressed Yujin's pink cheek before licking her lower lip and tugging on it with his teeth. He felt the desire sparking inside of him, as his heart pounded against his chest and his cock pulsed under his black jeans. The sweet taste of her lips intoxicated him and left him wanting more.

Needing more.

Sinful thoughts crossed the young boy's mind as his dark eyes locked with hers, and he tossed his leather jacket on the chair he had been sitting on before stripping his shirt off right after. Sizzling with need, he went down on his elbows on either side of Yujin's head and shoved his tongue into her mouth, swirling around hers. The girl laid breathlessly underneath him, burying her nails in his naked shoulders, leaving crescent moon-shaped marks on his sweaty skin. She could feel his biceps twitching and traced his toned chest muscles with the tips of her fingers, gently circulating her thumb over each of his nipples, making them harder than they already were.

He groaned in ecstasy at her soft fingers touching his hot skin before she fiddled with his belt and unbuckled it, pulling down his pants to relieve part of the torturous pressure on Mingi's dick. Kicking his pants off his legs, he helped Yujin get rid of her last pieces of clothing, tossing them onto the floor next to his own. Solely left with his underwear, he was panting like a maniac and his head spinning with a million ideas of things he could do to her. She laid naked on his bed, her arousal dripping onto the satin sheets as she tried to catch her breath.

»Show me«, he growled. »Show me how you do it while you think of me!«

Her eyes were fixed on his as she put two of her fingers between her lips, soaking them with her saliva and placing one of them on her clit. Gently circulating her finger on her sensitive area, she bit back a moan and raised her hip. Using her other hand to spread her folds, she inserted the other finger into her core and slowly moved it back out again. Spreading her wetness around, she used both fingers to massage the fleshy pink and purred a silent »Fuck«. Pushing both fingers back into her cunt, a soft moan of her watcher's name whimpered through her clenched teeth.

»Making yourself cum with my name in your mouth and on your mind I see.«

Mingi licked his lips and placed a kiss on her chin.

»Keep going, baby. Don't be afraid to let it all out.«

Picking up the speed Yujin pounded her fingers into her entrance, spreading her folds even more and feeling her walls clench around the filling sensation. Moving the second hand away, she started to rub her clit with her finger, before finding her sweet spot, repeatedly hitting it and crying out Mingi's name while she released her juices and slowly removed her fingers.

She held her hand out for Mingi to lick them clean and placed a kiss on his collarbones, softly tugging on the sensitive skin and placing a few lovebites around. He inhaled sharply when she reached her small hand to his erection, stroking over the last piece of fabric covering it and wetting her fingers with the pre-cum soaking through it. Staring straight into his eyes, Yujin brought her fingers to her lips and licked his essence off them.

»That's not the only thing you'll taste tonight«, the boy purred and kneeled on the floor, his face between the girl's thighs. He placed soft kisses on her sensitive skin, gently biting into and pulling at it with his teeth.

»I'll make you feel amazing tonight.«

Her fingers twirled his black locks as she cried out his name the moment he pushed his tongue into her entrance. Shoving her hips deeper into Mingi's face, she clasped the bedsheets tight in her hand while the boy flicked his tongue against her clit. He sipped on her juice, playing with it and spreading it around more while she tugged on his hair, purring his name like a mantra.

»You taste so good, baby girl«, he breathed with his head still between her far spread legs.

His tongue slipped back between her folds, sucking up every drop of her nectarous wetness and engulfing it like a delicacy.

»Cum for me again, I know you want to«, the black-haired boy teased and delved his tongue back into her core, hitting her sweet spot with ease.

Waves of electricity shook her body when she climaxed for the second time that night, her toes curling and her hand pulling at his hair.

»Fuck, Mingi!«, Yujin cried in ecstasy when he collected her juices and used them to insert the first finger while pressing the tip of his tongue against her clit and roughly moving it in circular motions.

»Oh God, fuck yes, sir!«

»Sir?«

His tongue stopped the pressure on her clit as he licked his lips and sucked on the sweaty skin of her lower tummy, leaving a trail of lovebites as his mark.

»I like that name.«

His finger still caressed her inner walls, making her clench around it as she felt the world stuttering on its axis and her fingers tightened their grip on his hair.

»Don't be shy«, Mingi teased, adding a second finger while gradually increasing the speed of his motion. »Show me how good I am making you feel. Show me how you cum again.«

Yujin arched her back as her vision faded to black, and she dissolved into pleasure, finally releasing what she had built up again, while she drunkenly cried out her lover's name.

»Good girl«, he purred and gently removed his fingers, before licking her dripping essence off her thighs and core. He held his hand up to her face and traced her lower lip with his index finger.

»Now taste yourself, baby girl«, he commanded, shoving his fingers into her mouth, forcing her to lick away every drop of her own juice.

»It's your turn now, sir«, she panted and got up from the bed to get rid of Mingi's pre-cum soaked underwear, tossing it onto the pile of clothes on the wooden bedroom floor.

Kissing his tip, she dipped her tongue into his slit and used his dripping juice to coat his dick. She swirled her tongue up and down his shaft, earning low moans from the naked boy. He arched his back, forcing her to take him in as deep as possible and making her choke for a second. Her swollen lips kept moving around his cock, and she hollowed her cheeks, adding a bit of pressure to her game. Her hand massaged his balls before closing around his length and sloppily stroking him while he bit his lip and pleaded her name.

»Fuck yes, keep going, baby girl!«

She was engulfed in wet heat as she started to use her hands and lips together, making Mingi's cock twitch in her mouth. He shoved his hips into her face, fucking her mouth deeper and bringing himself a little closer to his own release, before pulling his dick out from between her lips and grabbing her waist. Switching positions again, Mingi pushed the girl onto the soft mattress and fiddled a condom from his bedside table drawer. He pinched the tip and rolled it on with a quick movement of his hands, before positioning himself between Yujin's legs again and pushing his entire length inside of her pussy.

Crying out his name once more, she arched her back, feeling his cock fill her up entirely. Slowly grinding his hips, Mingi set a pace and gently thrust into her core, releasing her sweet high notes. Yujin wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him deeper and making him hit her sweet spot. Letting out a silent moan himself, he nibbled on her collarbone again, leaving it wet and burning, before pulling out of her and turning her around. Roughly pushing her face into the pillows, Mingi picked a faster rhythm and shoved his dick back into Yujin's dripping cunt.

»You take me so well, baby girl«, he groaned and bit her shoulder, tasting the saltiness of her skin and forcing her to cry out his name again.

»Make me all yours please«, Yujin begged needingly. »Fill me up! Fuck me, sir!«

Adrenaline rushed through Mingi's veins when he heard her dulcet voice call him that name, and he started thrusting harder and faster, making her cry out in pleasure.

»Fuck, baby girl, you're so tight«, he growled and shoved his hand between her legs, caressing her clit with his slender fingers again.

»Oh God, fuck yes!«

Intense moaning and the sound of their pounding hips filled the hazy bedroom, the dim light of the moon hiding behind some clouds danced in the air and bathed the lovers in a faint light, enhancing the sheen of sweat on either of them. Mingi's pace and thrusts were animalistic, the pleasure he gave Yujin out of this world, as she climaxed into his hand again and bit the corner of a pillow.

»Let me help you now«, she choked, drool running out of her mouth. »I want to make you feel good, sir.«

Mingi pulled out of her and sat with his back against the wall in straddle, allowing her to sit between his legs for a split moment before he lifted her back up and sank her down on his dick, burying it between her folds. She rested her forehead against his and felt his sweaty fingers tracing down her spine, chasing goosebumps over her whole back.

»You're so beautiful«, he whispered into her ear and helped her ride him with the same pace he had set earlier.

Her small breasts bounced as she worked him closer to his high, thigh muscles twitching and chests panting heavily.

»I love you«, she whispered and rolled her hips on Mingi's lap, exhaling into his neck as she pressed her lips onto his skin.

Moaning a mixture of curse words and Yujin's name, time seemed to stand still for Mingi, as sparks of adrenaline ignited the fire in his abdomen.

»Shit, baby«, he groaned and sank his teeth into her shoulder. »I'm close, keep going!«

Doing as he ordered, Yujin obediently kept moving her body on his cock, sinking down on him multiple times before he released his warm juice into the condom inside her.

»Cum one more time for me, I know you can!«

He started rubbing Yujin's nipples with his fingers, while hers went back to her clit, massaging it and pushing her over the edge again, as she tightened her walls around Mingi's dick and came once more, panting and resting her forehead on his shoulder.

»You did so well, baby girl«, the young boy whispered and wiped her long hair off her sweaty back, freeing her neck and letting it cool down, before gently laying her back down on the bed and pulling out of her.

He tossed the condom into the trash can and laid back next to her on the hot mattress, wrapping her into a tight hug and kissing the top of her head.

»Sleep tight, princess«, he whispered and pulled her sweaty body onto his equally sweaty chest. »You did so well.«

While he carefully pulled the blankets over them, Yujin sleepily cuddled closer into his chest.

»Thank you for tonight, sir«, she yawned and kissed Mingi's collarbone again. »I love you.«

»I love you«, he answered, softly stroking her naked back. »But we're back to Mingi now, darling.«

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thank you so much for reading !! i hope you enjoyed it :) this is my 3rd time posting this bc for some reason tumblr keeps changing the post type from a text post into a chat ,,,,,,, if you find this same os in the orphan section on ao3 ... it's mine too, i just didn't want it in my feed anymore bc i chose to publish headcanons and one-shots here and stories with multiple chapters there. if you don't believe me, which i would totally understand bc anyone could say the same thing, i can show you screenshots of previous drafts from June 2020 to somewhen in 2021 ^^

taglist:

@ahgasearmyfan

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full masterlist

kinktober 2021 is coming to the smut district !

i know it's only june, but i thought about bringing the kinktober festival to the smut town this year and decided it's best to start early, so i have everything ready when it starts ^^

i've collected some ideas on what i would like to share with you, the only problem is, that i have gathered a little over 31 prompts and i have absolutely no idea who i want to invite.

so, i'm calling for your help now to decide the setlist and the leading idol of the day (for a list of groups i have in my contact list, please check my introduction).

to request one of the following scenarios, send an ask to the post office with the number of the day, the prompt and the idol you would like to send an invitation to. (unless u ask otherwise i will put the idol in a dom role)

e.g. kinktober request: 15th, aftercare, han seungwoo (victon)

it would be much appreciated if you include a nice message, to show you actually care about what i present you and let me know if you want to be added to the taglist (for one or for multiple / all days).

RULES:

please only send one prompt per letter

there can be multiple things in one prompt (eg. gun/knife play) if you request both, i will decide which one to send to the team depending on the idol you invite

i do NOT invite underaged idols, so don't even ask for them (i also have some legal idols i don't want to invite for a smut festival because of personal reasons, i will tell you if you asked for one of those and we will find a solution together)

each prompt will only be accepted once, just like each idol and each day. in case of accidental doubles, i will let you know which of the three categories was already taken and we will find an alternative together

you don't have to be a resident of the m00ncave to send a request and it's perfectly fine if you send it anonymously but it would be greatly appreciated if you at least had a look at other items in the shop (and maybe you will find a place to stay as well hehe)

PROMPTS:

aftercare

begging

blinfolds

blowjob/handjob

breeding

car sex

choking/spanking

cockwarming*

comfort sex

creampie

crying

cunnilingus

daddy kink

degradation/praising

dirty talk

drooling

drunk sex

dry humping

edging/begging

face-fucking

fingering

first time

fuckbuddies/FWB

getting caught

guided/mutual masturbation

gun/knife play

hair pulling

handcuffs

hotel/motel

making out

marking/biting

mirror sex

multiple orgasms

ONS

orgasm denial

overstimulation

pet names

phone sex

public teasing

pulling out

punishment/reward

rough sex

shower/bath sex

somnophilia

spit kink

squirting

striptease

thigh riding

threesome*

vanilla

voyeurism*

wall sex

wet dream

NOTES:

the * indicates i have already written invitations for these, the first person requesting a date decides the number on the setlist (and i will reveal who the letter is addressed to once it gets requested)

i might update this list from time to time because i find out i'm uncomfortable with one of the mentioned things (if that includes a request, i will make sure to find alternatives with you)

keep an eye on my kinktober masterlist to make sure you don't request anything that has previously been sent in

the team surely won't be able to produce a full 3k words oneshot for each day, so depending on the person and prompt we might choose to write a drabble (though these tend to get longer here too) or something similar instead

keep in mind that i also have a private life, so if i don't instantly reply to your messages please don't be mad at me; i will note down all requests in the order i get them, so the sooner you hit send the better :)

[01:36 AM] 임창균

You laid next to him on his bed when he gently slipped an arm around your waist. With the other hand, he was zapping through the sea of movies on the TV screen in front of you. Occasionally looking down at you, lying next to him resting your temple on his shoulder and one leg draped over his lap, as to ask if the movie is fine for you. Somehow it took quite long to find a movie you both agreed to and half an hour in neither of you was paying much attention to it anymore. Lost in conversation, he turned his head from the screen to your face and gave you a shy smile. You were explaining something along the lines of "this movie is so predictable, watch the car explode now" accompanied by a soft shaking of your head. And as if you had called it, the car did explode and the sound of the burst echoed through the speakers underneath the TV. You giggled, and he couldn't help but break into laughter with you.

»This movie is kinda boring, not gonna lie«, Changkyun sighed and straightened his back, leaning against the headboard of his bed and pulled you up with him. You nodded in agreement and nestled your face into the crook of his neck. His hand was still resting on your hip as he drew little circles with his thumb.

»Let's do something else instead«, he suggested, which made you look up and face him with your head slightly tilted to one side.

»Like what?«

»Wanna make out?«

The out-of-the-blue question caught you off-guard, making the simple reply get stuck in your throat as your eyes widened in surprise. The faint moonlight glistened in Changkyun's eyes when you looked at each other in a silence, that was not necessarily uncomfortable but carried a little too much sexual tension. He bit his lower lip, unable to tell what you were thinking, and rolled his head back with a semi-exasperated sigh.

»Sorry, that was weird ... Let's just say I was joking and think of something else we could— «

»No no, it's okay Kyun, let's do it.«

He popped his head back forward and stared into your eyes to find any signs of joking; not being used to this kind of reaction to how dry he tended to ask such questions.

Using the leg that wasn't on his lap, you pushed yourself up and slid onto his lap, hands intertwining behind his neck.

His plush lips were moist with saliva as a smile curled up on them in response to your quick action. Hands on your hips, he slowly leaned in, only stopping less than an inch away from your lips and making you feel his hot breath on your skin. You closed your eyes and in the next second you felt his lips on yours in a gentle kiss, just like he always did when he left in the morning and came home late at night.

It only lasted a couple of seconds before he pulled away from you again, his eyes still closed and his chest panting heavily. You were far from being done though, tangling your fingers in his black hair and using your hand on the back of his head to bring him back in for another kiss.

Changkyun slipped his tongue over your bottom lip, demanding entrance, which you gladly granted him. Intoxicated by his taste, you moaned into his lips, gently tugging at strands of his hair.

He recently let it grow out and kept it dyed dark, and you would be lying if you said you weren't head over heels for the way the strands at the front framed his face and made him look so effortlessly stunning. Besides, the hair on the back of his head had the perfect length for you to rake your fingers through and lightly pull at, earning a silent groan from him.

His tongue played with yours, seemed to fight for dominance as his hands roamed up the sides of your body and one of them came to a stop on your throat. He didn't apply any pressure whatsoever, his fingers just rested right where your carotid arteries were, and he made a big effort not to touch any spot that could cause serious harm to you.

His other hand had found its place on the band of your sweatpants, gently tugging at the string to open the bow and slipping underneath the thick fabric.

Stroking your folds through your underwear, Changkyun grinned into your lips as your arousal seeped through the material of your panties.

When he parted himself from your lips once more, he dragged his tongue down your neck, sucking on the taut-drawn skin on your collar bones.

You felt the heat rush to your cheeks, when two of his fingers slid between your folds and rested on your soaking pussy for a few seconds.

»So wet, and I barely even touched you yet«, he cooed against the skin of your neck. His voice was low and hazy, almost dripping with hunger for your love.

You moaned his name, when he inserted both fingers into your core and let you sit on the digits while his other hand stroked a strand of hair out of your face.

You tried to catch your breath, the teasing on your sensitive spot already too much to handle while his lips planted love bites in a line along the side of your neck, going from right below your ear lobe all the way down to where your collar bone was peeking out.

»Stop teasing«, was the only thing you could sigh through clenched teeth as his fingers picked up speed, and he shamelessly continued licking and kissing your neck while the lewd sounds of your cunt filled the room.

He curled his fingers inside you, looking for that sweet spot that made you see stars, and when he noticed your body jerking against his, he was pretty sure you were damn close to the edge.

»Are you cumming for me already, baby?«

His voice was solely a whisper, meant to be heard only by you, but he muffled your reply to the rhetorical question with yet another kiss. Of course, you were close, you had almost been seeing white the moment he put his hand on your throat. That very hand had found its place on your jaw by now, keeping it in place, so he could lock his eyes with yours, making sure to see each and every one of your reactions to the things he did to your aching cunt.

Drawing circles on your almost numb clit with his thumb, he forced high moans of his name out of your mouth while he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

»Ch-Changkyun, keep going ...«

As you had begged him, he continued his ministrations, still keeping the same pace he had set earlier to push you over the edge. You could feel your heart beat in your throat when the fire in your stomach blazed up, and you dissolved into pleasure, your juices dripping onto his hand.

Heavily panting, you rested your forehead against his shoulder and tried to calm down your breathing, eyes closed and hearing Changkyun's voice silently humming praises while he pulled out of you and licked his fingers clean.

»You did so well, babe«, he purred, placing a final kiss on the top of your head.

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hey Green, i’ve just come from the Lee Know one shot you wrote and i’ve already read some of your other works and i’m in love! i see you also write smut so i was wondering if you could write something with Hyunjin? tbh i was thinking of something like it’s the first time he and the reader (fem!) make love, not like losing their virginity or anything. they’re both adults but they’ve been dating for a bit and feel ready for this next part? maybe add a bit of awkwardness to add a bit of realism to it?

if not, totally okay! i just love your writing!

also, a little side note..can i be 🌪️ anon? is that weird? i’m sorry!

Hello 🌪️! I’m so sorry it took me so long to get to this but I hope you enjoy it! This took me a while to complete purely because I couldn’t figure out the pacing of it, but I’m finally satisfied with it and I hope you’ll be as well! This was genuinely such a fun request, though, and I feel like a lot of people don't really talk about how lowkey awkward it can be when you're having sex with someone for the first time — regardless of whether either of you are virgins or not, and also regardless of how much chemistry you have with them! Sex doesn't follow a specific guide that everyone enjoys, so it can sometimes take a little bit of trial and error until you figure out what your partner likes and what they don't. We also should always consider the anxiety that a lot of people experience right before as well as during, which can often mess up their performance, which is totally okay!

Anyway, sorry for the mini-rant, I just feel like these are things that should be normalized! Especially when it comes to writing since a lot of these (wonderful, might I add) authors glorify the idea of first time you have sex with your partner goes absolutely perfect. It doesn't mean that it never happens, but it's important to also know this. Okay, seriously, moving on — thank you for your support! <3

Please feel free to send me other requests or asks and I promise I'll try to do better about responding! Again, sorry it took me so long! ── ( 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 )

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( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ) 4.5k

💐 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ( xdinary heroes )

❛ As you step into a new, more masculine identity, your nerves are eased by the unwavering support of your friends and boyfriend.

𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐤 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 + trans boy reader ೯ ( 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 )

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꒰ 💌 ꒱ ミ This is probably one of my favorite pieces I've written, it was so self-indulgent as a masc non-binary fan of XDH, so I absolutely adored this request (made by my wonderful 🩷 Anon! I hope you guys enjoy, reblogs and feedback are much appreciated! Requests are currently open! ── ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Established relationship, Y/N recently came out as a trans guy, mentions of wearing a binder for the first time, the rest of the members of Xdinary Heroes are dressed femininely to support you since it's the first time you go out in public dressed so masculine, mentions of anxiety, mentions of people staring.

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

꒰ 🫙 ꒱ ミ Tip Jar!

You anxiously pace around your apartment, your steps quick and uneven, a reflection of the turmoil inside you. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second echoing your mounting nerves. Every few moments, you dart back to the mirror, adjusting the binder Jiseok had surprised you with and smoothing out the more masculine clothing you’ve chosen for the first time. The reflection staring back at you is both unfamiliar and oddly liberating, but the anxiety still gnaws at you like a persistent shadow.

Jiseok, lounging on your couch, watches you with an expression that blends amusement and tenderness. His phone lies forgotten in his hand, abandoned in favor of observing your restless movements. His eyes, filled with warmth and affection, follow your every step, a silent but reassuring presence amidst your growing apprehension. Despite his frequent reassurances that you look undeniably handsome, the unease remains, a gnawing uncertainty that refuses to fade.

This moment is significant for you, a departure from the familiar into uncharted territory. The binder and the new style represent more than just a change in wardrobe; they symbolize a step toward embracing a more authentic version of yourself. Yet, even with Jiseok’s repeated affirmations, the anxiety of stepping into this new self is palpable, a heavy weight that clings to your chest.

You cast another glance at your reflection, searching for flaws, for something that might unravel the confidence you’re trying to muster. The mirror shows a version of yourself that feels both empowering and vulnerable, a delicate balance that is hard to navigate. Each adjustment of your clothing, each smoothing of your hair, is an attempt to find comfort in this new skin, but the anxiety persists, whispering doubts into the corners of your mind.

Jiseok’s eyes, however, remain fixed on you, his amusement softened by a deep, unwavering support. His presence is a quiet counterpoint to your inner turmoil, a constant reminder that you are not alone in this journey. Though the anxiety continues to gnaw at you, the steadfastness in Jiseok’s gaze and his gentle reassurances offer a flicker of hope and a promise of acceptance.

Suddenly, your lifelong best friend and boyfriend excuses himself into your bedroom. You barely have time to wonder why before a knock on your front door interrupts your pacing. Heart racing, you sprint to answer it, only to be rendered speechless by the sight before you. While you had expected to find your friends, you hadn’t anticipated their striking transformations.

Gunil stands confidently at the forefront, his cropped top revealing a sliver of toned midriff, and his eyes accentuated by grungy makeup that sharpens his features. His bold look radiates a daring defiance, setting the tone for the unexpected ensemble before you.

Jungsu catches your eye next, sporting a mid-thigh length plaid skirt that sways slightly with his movements. His shirt is neatly tucked in, giving him a polished yet rebellious air, and his hair is adorned with colorful clips that contrast playfully with his otherwise composed appearance. The sight of Jungsu, usually so serious, embracing this vivid and whimsical style stirs a mixture of surprise and admiration within you.

Seungmin’s outfit is equally captivating, his cropped top paired with a flowing black skirt that grazes just above his knees. The eyeliner framing his eyes adds a dramatic flair, highlighting his expressive gaze. The combination of soft and edgy elements in his look mirrors the complex layers of his personality, leaving you both intrigued and impressed.

Hyeongjun, in a long denim skirt you've seen him wear before, exudes a quiet confidence. His hair is styled into a half-up, half-down look, softening his features and adding a touch of elegance to his casual attire. The familiar yet refreshed appearance of Hyeongjun brings a comforting sense of continuity amidst the surprising changes.

Finally, Jooyeon stands out with his short plaid skirt paired with fishnets, his hair styled into playful space buns. The juxtaposition of the classic plaid and daring fishnets creates a bold statement, and the space buns add a whimsical charm to his look. Jooyeon's daring fashion choice radiates a fearless confidence that resonates with your own journey of self-expression.

As you take in the sight of your friends, each embracing their unique styles with unapologetic confidence, a wave of emotion washes over you. The anxiety that had gripped you moments ago begins to melt away, replaced by a profound sense of camaraderie and support. Their bold transformations echo your own struggle and triumph in embracing your true self, reminding you that you’re not alone in this journey.

Your heart swells with gratitude and admiration for your friends, who have shown up not just in presence, but in spirit, celebrating your courage with their own. The sight of them, so different yet so authentically themselves, fortifies your resolve and fills you with a renewed sense of confidence. With a deep breath, you step forward, ready to embrace the evening with the unwavering support of your lifelong friends by your side.

"You all look amazing," you manage to say, still trying to process the vibrant array of styles before you. As they step inside, your eyes remain wide in shock and admiration. Their response is immediate and heartwarming; they shower you with genuine compliments, each remark about how handsome you look in your new style making your cheeks flush a deep crimson. The sincerity in their voices and the pride in their eyes fills you with a warmth that eases your earlier anxiety.

Just as you begin to relax into the moment, you hear Jiseok clear his throat dramatically behind you. Turning around, you gasp at the sight that meets your eyes. Jiseok stands there, still wearing the striped sweater he had on before disappearing into the bathroom, but instead of jeans, he’s now donning one of your old, long black satin dresses underneath the sweater. The elegant fabric sways slightly as he moves, creating a surprising yet strangely harmonious blend of casual and formal.

The absurdity of his outfit doesn't stop there. Perched atop his head is a plastic tiara, catching the light and adding a whimsical touch to his ensemble. His lips shimmer with glittery lip gloss, completing the playful and unexpected transformation. The sight is both ridiculous and endearing, a perfect encapsulation of Jiseok's ability to make you smile even in the most unexpected ways.

A light chuckle escapes your lips as you take in the full extent of his getup. The laughter bubbles up, mingling with the lingering remnants of your earlier anxiety, and suddenly, the room feels lighter, filled with an unspoken understanding and acceptance. You step forward, closing the distance between you and Jiseok, and press your lips against his in a tender kiss. The glitter from his lip gloss transfers slightly, adding a touch of sparkle to the intimate moment.

As you pull back, your eyes meet Jiseok's, and the look you share speaks volumes. In this small, affectionate gesture, there is an acknowledgment of the journey you've both been on, the courage it took to embrace your true self, and the unyielding support you have from him. Surrounded by your friends, all uniquely expressing themselves in your honor, and with Jiseok by your side, you feel a profound sense of belonging and love that fortifies you for whatever comes next.

Once the flurry of compliments had settled, you all made your way out the door, heading to a nearby restaurant as planned. The group walks in unison, a vibrant parade of diverse styles and unapologetic self-expression. As you move through the streets, you notice the curious and occasionally puzzled glances from strangers. However, the once-daunting stares no longer feel as terrifying with your friends and boyfriend by your side, their bold attire a testament to their unwavering support.

Gunil’s grungy makeup and cropped top, Jungsu’s plaid skirt with colorful hair clips, Seungmin’s flowing skirt and eyeliner, Hyeongjun’s elegant denim skirt and styled hair, and Jooyeon’s plaid skirt with fishnets and space buns create a striking visual that draws attention. Despite the occasional odd look, there is an undeniable sense of solidarity that envelops you, making the world feel a little less intimidating.

The endearing sight of your friends and boyfriend dressed so uniquely to support you fills your heart with warmth. Every step you take is lighter, buoyed by the camaraderie and love that surrounds you. The anxiety that had once gripped you now feels distant, replaced by a profound sense of acceptance and belonging. 

As you approach the restaurant, the looks from passersby seem less significant, their judgmental gazes overshadowed by the strength and unity of your group. Your heart swells with gratitude, knowing that these extraordinary individuals have not only embraced their own authenticity but have also empowered you to embrace yours.

The evening air feels crisp and invigorating as you walk together, and with each passing moment, the bond between you and your friends deepens. Their willingness to step out of their comfort zones and dress in a way that challenges societal norms just to support you is a testament to their love and friendship. The thought fills you with an overwhelming sense of pride and joy.

Jiseok’s hand remains firmly intertwined with yours throughout the entire walk, his touch a comforting anchor amidst the sea of emotions swirling within you. Every so often, he leans in close, his breath warm against your ear, and whispers how ridiculously handsome you look, how he can’t get over the transformation. His words are like honey, sweet and soothing, each one sinking into your heart and settling there.

He tells you how obsessed he is with you, his voice filled with a sincerity that makes your heart flutter. Each declaration of his pride in you, his honor to be your boyfriend, sends a fresh wave of warmth coursing through your veins. The intensity of his feelings is palpable, wrapping around you like a protective cocoon, and you can't help but blush profusely at each affectionate confession.

With every step, Jiseok’s grip on your hand tightens ever so slightly, a silent reassurance of his unwavering support. His presence, his whispered affirmations, create a bubble of intimacy amidst the bustling streets and curious onlookers. It’s as if the world fades away, leaving just the two of you wrapped in a moment of pure connection and love.

His words are a balm to your anxiety, each one meticulously chipping away at the insecurities that have long haunted you. The way he looks at you, with eyes brimming with adoration and pride, makes you feel seen in the most profound way. It’s not just about the clothes or the outward changes; it’s about the courage to embrace your true self, and Jiseok's endless support amplifies that courage tenfold.

Every time he leans in to murmur his adoration, your cheeks heat up, a blush spreading across your face. The sincerity in his voice, the warmth in his eyes, makes each compliment feel like the first, filling you with a sense of joy and affirmation that you hadn’t realized you needed so desperately. 

As you walk together, hand in hand, Jiseok’s unwavering support and constant reassurances weave a tapestry of love and confidence around you. His pride in you is evident in every word, every touch, and every glance. With each affectionate whisper, the bond between you strengthens, reinforcing the belief that together, you can face anything the world throws your way.

By the time you reach your destination, the anxiety that had once threatened to overwhelm you has dissipated, replaced by a profound sense of love and belonging. Jiseok’s constant reminders of how handsome you are, how proud he is of you, and how honored he feels to be your boyfriend, have fortified your spirit. Blushing and beaming, you step into the restaurant with him by your side, ready to face whatever comes next, knowing that with Jiseok's love, you are unstoppable.

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❛ In which you undergo a profoundly personal transformation with the support of your doting boyfriend, Jongseob.

𝐤𝐢𝐦 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐛 + trans boy reader ೯ ( 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 )

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: 6 mins

꒰ 💌 ꒱ ミ Definitely at the very top of my favorite pieces I've worked on, it was so incredibly self-indulgent (I'm masc non-binary, for context). Am I the only one who gets insane gender envy whenever I look at him? Anyway, this piece was requested by my wonderful 🩷 Anon! Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated! Requests are currently open! Enjoy! ── ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Established relationship, Y/N recently came out as a trans guy, Jongseob cuts your hair, non-sexual partial nudity, Jongseob helps you put on your new trans-tape, mentions of anxiety and relief, extremely soft fluff.

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 )

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Your formerly long hair lies scattered on the bathroom floor, a silent testament to the transformative act that has just taken place. The once familiar cascade of locks is now a mere memory, replaced by a new, lighter version of yourself. Your gaze meets the mirror, and you are confronted with an image that is almost foreign yet curiously comforting. There is something soothing about the new reflection, a symbol of change and renewal that resonates deeply within you.

Jongseob stands behind you, his presence a steady anchor amidst the sea of change. His eyes are soft with a mixture of care and concentration as his fingers navigate through your wet hair. He holds a pair of scissors with a gentle grip, every snip measured and deliberate. The usual meticulousness he brings to everything is evident in the way he trims your hair, his subtle anxiety betraying his desire for perfection. It’s clear he wants this moment to be as perfect for you as it is significant, his love and attention to detail blending seamlessly into his every movement.

On your bed, the brand new roll of trans tape he’d ordered online sits untouched in its packaging. It is a tangible reminder of the heartfelt surprise Jongseob prepared for you after you confided your greatest secret to him. The gesture, though seemingly small, carries a weight of emotional significance—a symbol of his unwavering support and the deep bond you both share. It is a testament to his understanding and acceptance, a touching affirmation of his commitment to stand by you through every step of your journey.

As Jongseob finishes the impromptu haircut, a grin spreads across his face, reflecting in the mirror. His hands gently scrunch up your freshly cut hair, molding it into soft curls that will dry into a new shape. The satisfaction in his expression is palpable, his pride in the results evident as he admires his handiwork. The moment is imbued with a sense of shared triumph and intimacy, a celebration of not just a physical transformation but the deepening of your relationship—a bond that has grown stronger through vulnerability and trust.

“What do you think?” Jongseob asks, his voice floating in from a realm that feels almost distant compared to the whirlwind of emotions you are experiencing. The question hangs in the air, mingling with the sound of your pounding heart, which feels as though it might escape from your chest at any moment. The change in your appearance, marked by the dramatic reduction in your hair's length, has an almost liberating effect. It feels as though a heavy burden has been lifted, replaced by a newfound lightness and freedom.

As you turn to face Jongseob, your face lights up with a smile that seems to stretch wider than you ever thought possible. It’s a genuine, unrestrained expression of joy and relief, radiating across your features with an intensity that is both beautiful and profound. The act of hugging Jongseob tightly becomes a physical manifestation of the immense gratitude and affection you feel for him. It’s a silent thank you wrapped in the warmth of your embrace, a way of conveying the depth of your emotional release and the significance of his support.

In that tight hug, you find solace and a shared moment of triumph, your new look symbolizing not just a change in appearance but a step towards embracing a truer version of yourself. Jongseob’s presence, so close and reassuring, anchors you in this moment of personal victory, making it all the more meaningful. The joy and relief you feel are mirrored in the closeness of your embrace, a tender affirmation of the bond that strengthens with each shared experience.

The remnants of your once long hair lie scattered across the bathroom tiles, a silent testament to the transformation that has just taken place. As you peel off your shirt, revealing your bare torso, you feel a sense of liberation. The act of shedding your clothes, like the shedding of your hair, symbolizes a deeper release, an embrace of your truest self.

Jongseob is absorbed in the task of unwrapping the trans tape, his voice a soothing murmur as he explains the proper way to use it. His words flow continuously, a gentle reminder of his care and dedication, but your focus drifts with each step he takes closer to you. The proximity of his presence is comforting, though it makes it hard to concentrate on anything but the fluttering emotions within you.

Every now and then, Jongseob steals a kiss on your cheeks and jaw, each touch tender and affectionate. The gentle press of his lips against your skin makes you giggle, the sound light and joyful. He carefully tapes the fabric onto your chest, his movements deliberate and attentive. You watch him through the full-length mirror you own, observing the way his expressions shift with concentration and care.

By the time Jongseob finishes his task, you are overwhelmed by a surge of emotion. The euphoric difference the tape makes is almost too much to contain, and you find yourself pushing back tears. The sight of your new appearance, paired with Jongseob’s loving attention, brings an intense wave of relief and happiness. The emotional weight of the moment is palpable, a mixture of joy and gratitude that touches the core of your being.

“You look so handsome,” Jongseob whispers into your ear, his breath warm and intimate against your skin. He stands behind you, his arms encircling your waist in a loving embrace. As you catch glimpses of him through the mirror, his eyes are alight with a depth of love and admiration that makes your heart flutter uncontrollably. The intensity of his gaze and the sincerity of his words make it impossible for you to maintain eye contact, and you find yourself looking away, overwhelmed by a soaring sense of joy.

Without waiting for a response, Jongseob moves towards your bed, where your carefully chosen outfit lies neatly. He picks up your brand new shirt with a sense of purpose, his movements smooth and deliberate. As he helps you put it on, the sight of your chest appearing flatter and more aligned with your true self fills you with an overwhelming emotion. The change is profound, and the reality of it tugs at your heartstrings, causing tears to well up uncontrollably.

Jongseob holds you close, his words a gentle, repetitive murmur that reassures you of his pride and admiration. “I’m so proud of you,” he repeats, each phrase infused with genuine affection. As he kisses the side of your head repeatedly, the touch of his lips is both soothing and affirming, reinforcing the bond you share and the significance of the moment. His tender embrace and heartfelt praise become a sanctuary, enveloping you in a cocoon of love and validation as you navigate the depth of your emotions.

As you finish dressing, you find yourself captivated by your new, masculine appearance. The reflection in the mirror reveals a transformation that feels both affirming and exhilarating. Your gaze is interrupted when Jongseob excuses himself into the bathroom, carrying his familiar backpack filled with spare clothes. The wait feels interminable, each minute stretching into what feels like an hour as anticipation builds.

When Jongseob finally emerges, the sight before you brings tears to your eyes all over again. His long blond hair has been styled into whimsical space-buns, adding a touch of playful charm to his look. He’s applied white mascara and a hint of blush, enhancing his features with a subtle yet striking glow. The pink sunglasses perched on his nose add a splash of color and fun. He wears a black and white striped sweater, its distressed holes lending it a well-loved, worn feel. Completing the ensemble is a long, flowy black skirt that swirls gracefully with each movement.

Jongseob’s grin is a mixture of excitement and nervousness, a reflection of his own emotional journey. As you take in his transformed appearance, you feel an overwhelming surge of affection and admiration. You rush to embrace him tightly, the hug conveying a depth of emotion that words alone cannot capture. “You look so beautiful,” you tell him, your voice filled with heartfelt sincerity.

His cheeks flush with a rosy blush at your compliment, the effect of your words visibly touching him. The warmth of his blush and the radiance of his smile combine to create a moment of shared joy and mutual admiration. The connection between you is palpable, the exchange of affirmations deepening the bond you share and celebrating the beauty of each other's true selves.

With both of you ready, you set out for a nearby park, the anticipation of the evening adding a lightness to your steps. The park, bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun, provides a picturesque backdrop for your picnic. You find a cozy spot on the grass, spreading out your blanket and settling in.

As you begin to enjoy the picnic, the conversation flows effortlessly between you. There’s a natural ease in your dialogue, a comfortable rhythm that makes the moments feel both intimate and joyous. The simple pleasure of feeding each other blueberries becomes a delightful ritual, the small, sweet bursts of flavor adding to the sense of shared contentment.

The sun dips lower on the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow over the park. The soft light reflects off Jongseob’s face, highlighting his features with a gentle radiance. Each laugh and smile is amplified by the serene setting, the beauty of the moment enriched by the perfect harmony of your company and the tranquil surroundings.

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hi just discovered your blog! would you feel comfortable writing junhan from xdh getting pegged by a soft dom!f!reader for the first time? and the reader could be constantly praising him and tell him how well he’s doing? just a little fluffy if you wouldn’t mind

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erase me from your memory.

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pairing: hyunjin x gender neutral reader

content warnings: post-breakup healing, sadness

rating: 13+

summary: half a year after you and hyunjin break up, you find that you’ve somehow healed.

🌱 untitled — hyunjin & i.n (2 kids’ show)

His name is one that your journal has known for a very long time – and it will be one that it will never forget. Pages upon pages you find him embedded into every word you poured out, every tear, every smile was written for him without you realizing it. Your entire world spun around him, and just as soon as he waltzed into your life, he left.

Please erase me from your memory and go find your happiness, he’d said to you then as you begged him to stay. He didn’t seem to understand that his touch would forever be tattooed onto your skin, his passing love would always be yearned by your heart, and his words would forever burn in your mind. Hwang Hyunjin would be a love that you were determined to remember for as long as humanly possible, because although his feelings for you had fizzled out over time, it was once as intense and real as the sun that rises and falls every day.

You weren’t angry at him anymore, a part of you had finally come to understand that nothing lasts forever, and that Hyunjin was your dream love and would always remain just that – a dream. All that was left of you was a shell of who you’d once been before him, though there was a certain hollowness that ate you up from within. Dying of heartbreak was something you thought was real when you watched the door close behind him for the very last time, spending weeks catching glimpses of his shadow from the corner of your eyes and deluding yourself into thinking you’d heard his voice as you waited for your shattered heart to finally give up pumping your blood through your veins. A life without Hyunjin was one you didn’t think was worth living.

However, half a year has gone by since you spoke to him last, and you were still alive, still breathing. You were currently in the same park in which you’d met him some years ago, sitting on the very same bench in which you’d sat with him for hours after first meeting as you chatted about everything and nothing and unknowingly fell headfirst into love. And although the memory sent a twinge of pain, you realized for the first time in what had felt like forever that you could breathe properly and that you were okay now. Most of all, you understand now that Hwang Hyunjin would be a memory that you would look back on with fondness when you’re older and wiser – perhaps he will be the love you would tell your children about when they inevitably get their hearts broken for the first time. You were grateful for the opportunity to know such a unique soul, and to have had him in your arms if only for a brief moment.

You saw him from afar today at the coffee shop at the end of the street, but you don’t think he noticed you. This was what compelled you to return to this park for the first time in a while, because he looked well and healthy. He had carried on with his life, and maybe you have as well. All you could really hope was that he remembered you as well, and that when he found his next lover, if he hadn’t already, he thought of you and the beautiful life you had once planned together.

Please erase me from your memory and go find your happiness, he’d said to you then as you begged him to stay. He thought forgetting would be a blessing, but you didn’t need to forget him to feel okay or to find happiness. You didn’t think he understood the impact he’d had in your life and that was okay.

You are fine. You are alive and well, but most importantly, you are healing.

word count: 644 🌱 posted: 12 • 01 • 2023

💬 a note from green;

after posting jeongin’s you can blame me if you want, i listened to the song again. somehow doing it made me think of my own journal — specifically from when i was going through my first heartbreak. it was a bittersweet experience, and i was able to see how much i’d grown since then. for the first time since i thought about my ex, i realized i was grateful for the pain. without such pain that they caused me, i wouldn’t have learned what i wanted and needed out of a relationship.

to anyone who’s going through a breakup: no one dies from a broken heart. one day you will wake up and your heart won’t ache anymore. it won’t feel empty. a day will come when you will smile again, fall in love again, and look back at this moment with pride as you take notice of your growth.

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thing you do he adores ♡

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ heeseung ;; when you focus on something

he could stare at you forever while you’re focused on certain task. the way your brows slightly furrow, your eyes are glowing with determination and even sometimes you stick the tip of your tongue out… he doesn’t know why he feels that way when he sees you in such state. whether it’s doing something or listening to someone - as long as you’re paying attention - his eyes are on you. and when you hold eye contact with him, even for a second… a horde of butterflies is invading his stomach

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jake ;; humming

whether it's a hum of approval; sound that you're listetning to him or just humming a song. he just loves your voice so much. holding eye contact while talking to him, he asks you a question and you just hum? he's got his lips stretched into an contagious smile right away. and if you're humming (especially his favourite songs or theirs) while cooking or studing be ready to have jake's chin on your shoulder as he relaxes to the sound of your soft voice. sometimes he can't help himself and joins you!!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jay ;; stretching

either it’s before/after training or just you need a random stretch – his eyes are on you right away. he doesn’t know why but he just loves when you do that. especially those long stretches after a good nap on his lap, accompanied by a yawn. you remind him of a lazy, adorable cat and he can’t help but just smirk at this sight. and when you're stretching your arms while sitting on a couch - he approaches you from behind and grabs your wrists, placing kisses all over your hands.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jungwon ;; giving him your clothes

his heart is doing somersaults when you do that. mostly because he’s taking care of others and sometimes forgets about himself: forgetting his gloves, scarf or jacket. but here you are, his wonderful girlfriend. when you coo at him while wrapping your scarf gently around his neck, his knees are weak. even weaker when you tug the scarf softly to pull him closer and place a caring kiss on his lips.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ niki ;; doodling

especially when you draw random shapes on his skin. he doesn’t mind if it’s a pen either - decorate his hand with doodles and he’ll stare at it for most of the day. he won’t say this to anyone ever but he keeps all the drawings you’ve made: is it on paper, sticky note, bill or his hand (he takes a picture every time) - you call it. he stores them in a box and once in a while goes through them, smiling underneath his breath.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sunghoon ;; putting lipgloss/lipstick on your lips

he’s gone the moment he notices you are grabbing the lipstick and his eyes lit up instantly. especially lipgloss though. the way it smoothly coats your lips… and makes them so shiny, sparkly… so kissable!! so get ready to apply it once again since sunghoon is waltzing his way towards you to steal a kiss or two from you and your glossy lips (sometimes he just does it to see you apply it again<3)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sunoo ;; cooking/baking

sunoo just can't help it. when he sees you in kitchen, preparing a meal with love for him... he's a goner. and if you wear an apron? someone save his poor heart. he loves to bake with you mostly just to tease you and smear icing on your cheek because - quoting - "you're just as sweet as the delicious snack you're making". but sunoo also finds your small actions adorable like standing on tippy toes to reach something, humming a song while adding ingredients, how swiftly you mix them or when you let him try the food by feeding him (and placing your hand underneath the spoon in case something falls)

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probably not the best time to reblog rn bc of the post but please interact more with @blue-jisungs posts! they’re such a great writer and you can tell they put effort into their blog and their writing, please check them out ❤️

tumblr became so boring for me rn i check it everyday and its 90% empty reblogs and likes (except for zanna and all the other people and actually do say something, sometimes)…. i don’t want to sound rude or anything but it’s just so demotivating :( feel free to pop in in my ask box, leave a hi or just add a little ramble to your reblog!!

(also i’ll post something soon i promise but as i mentioned before i’m struggling a lil rn!!)

Hey! welcome to my blog. If you're here to request something for me to write, here’s what you need to know:

Groups I write for rn:

Boy groups: Nct, Stray Kids, Txt, Enhypen, Zb1, Riize.

Girl groups: Aespa, Nmixx, Le sserafim. 

Members I write for rn:

Nct [Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Doyoung, Jaehyun, Jungwoo, Mark, Jeno, Haechan, Jaemin, Chenle, Sion, Riku]

Stray kids [Minho, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, I.N]

Txt [all members]

Enhypen [all members]

Zb1 [all members]

Riize [all members]

Aespa [all members]

Nmixx [all members]

Le sserafim [Yunjin, Chaewon, Kazuha]

If the member you want to request from these groups isn't on the list, i won't write it. You can only request for the selected members above.

Fic types & genres I will write:

Types: [one-shots, drabbles, AUs, under 10k]

Genres: [Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Dark fiction]

Tropes & Themes: [everything. Unless it involves any of the things i won't write]

What I WON'T write

Anything involving minors in inappropriate situations

Hardcore non-con (I can write non-consensual content when it's more of a coercion thing. Only that. So if it involves something as drugging, forcing with physical violence, caging forcibly, I'm out)

Incest or step-sibling/parent relationships

Pedophilia, grooming, or large age-gap dynamics

Bestiality or zoophilia

Scat, watersports, or other extreme kinks

Hardcore gore, torture, or extreme violence

Poly, member x member, genderbend, bxb, gxg (not homophobic don't worry my little homosexuals you're safe here)]

Suicide/self-harm glorification (can be mentioned in a respectful or plot-driven way, but not romanticized)

Eating disorders or body image issues in a romanticized manner

Yandere/obsessive love stories taken to extreme levels (cutting limbs, slitting skin, forcing hunger, deaths, and the likes are a territory i don't want to explore)

Anything that fetishizes real-life trauma or marginalized experiences

I do this to keep things safe and comfortable for me and you. I like to keep things within my writing style and stuff I'm actually enthusiastic/happy to write about. If a request falls into any of these categories, I won’t write it.

Requests rn:

Requests are currently open. Though I won't post everyday, that's for sure. I don't have a specific time for posting but when I have time for it I will. Please don't forget that I'm a functional member of society who is an adult. Also, I keep things simple and to the point. If you’re cool with that, enjoy your stay :)

If your request is within my rules, then please feel free to tell me about it so i can (hopefully) satisfy your imagination. 

Ily, Mia.

So like, hypothetically, if I was to write a fic based on the teamies 4 season mvs (samidare, aorashi, jyuugoya, yukiakari), and it was very high-school slice-of-life-manga coded, what types of scenes would it have?? of course there'll be a beach episode and a summer festival episode, but what else??

Chapters: 30/30 Fandom: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi Characters: Park Seonghwa, Kim Hongjoong, Jung Wooyoung, Kang Yeosang, Choi San, Choi Jongho, Jeong Yunho, Song Mingi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Magical Realism, Fluff, Red String of Fate, Soulmates, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, How Do I Tag, nothing too sad, or angsty, This is half a word vomit and half an actual story, :P, Chatting & Messaging, There's a surprisingly large amount of that, Flower Language, Most of the angst is them working through their insecurities, Stray Kids make an appearance, Curses, Memory Loss, Sickfic, Slightly - Freeform, Running Away Summary:

Let me tell you a story. A story of eight people. All having their own traumas, their own memories, their own experiences, all coming together and finding comfort in each other.

Let me tell you a story. A story of love, healing and light.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stray Kids (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bang Chan/Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin/Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin/Yang Jeongin | I.N, Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know Characters: Seo Changbin, Bang Chan, Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Kim Seungmin, Yang Jeongin | I.N, Lee Minho | Lee Know, Han Jisung | Han Additional Tags: Seo Changbin-centric, Nerd Seo Changbin, Nerd Hwang Hyunjin, That's not a tag???, popular bang chan, popular lee felix, Alternate Universe - College/University, ig, POV Multiple, But mostly just Changbin, Lokey crack, I accidently made this a bit more off the wall than I was expecting, i think, you tell me - Freeform, Vague side plot of Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know, The author has no idea how crushes work outside of a technical perspective, It's been a while since I've had one lol, Rated teen for language Summary:

Bangchan is the popular transfer student, Changbin is the typical nerd.

Need I explain more?