jaesspresso :

pairing:: best friend!jungwoo x reader

warnings:: soft smut ig, swallowing cum, slight overstimulation, oral (giving and receiving), teasing, protected sex (as @qianinterprises​ once said ‘make sure you always wear a glove to get some love’), praising

work count:: 1.2k

author’s note:: big dick!jungwoo is here- ✨ah✨ really don’t have much to say aside from enjoy, stay safe, PRACTICE SAFE SEX and take care mwah 💖💖

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heychan:

fytheboyz :

@WE_THE_BOYZ: [Q] #QCam with friend glasses 🧐

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)

why is ao3 so hard to use

riskyrenjun:

sunwoo + fem!reader // smut

the sound of your phone buzzing interrupts as your friend’s name pops up on the screen, a call incoming. sunwoo smirks and reaches to take your phone, handing it to you.

“pick it up”

you gulp, looking at him with glass eyes as your heart drops at the sudden voice tone change. knowing there’s no other way, you grab the phone and pick up the call. and it’s way harder to stay calm than you’d ever imagine - sunwoo has now started to thrust faster, his tip hitting your cervix as you try to speak.

“y-yeah, everything’s fine” you try your best to sound okay, thankfully convincing your friend to believe the lie. sunwoo bites his lip, his thumb now on your clit working in cirlces as his palm presses against your lower stomach. you bite back a moan.

“i’ll see if i can- uh, find time to meet y-you” breathlessly you say before she hangs up for the good, and you can finally cry out loud.

sunwoo leans in, fucking deep into you as he wraps a hand around your throat and gives a chaste kiss.

“such a good girl. but i don’t think i’ll let you go so easily. text your friend. tell her that you cannot meet up tonight, got it? i am far from being done”

ahh hello hello! would u be willing to write a first times w haechan like u did w mark ,, m in love w ur writing it’s all so cute :]

whereas mark is super timid and cautious, haechan is very sure of himself. he’s confident, and likes to tease his partner a lot, finding your reactions both adorable and hilarious. it’s all good natured, but haechan absolutely teases the living hell out of his partner. he goads his partner a lot, teasingly asking for a kiss or suggesting you spend the night, but leaves your response up to you.

in fact, your first kiss gave him quite the shock. haechan is always puckering his lips at you, taunting you with air kisses and (jokingly) begging for kisses every time you turn around, “yah, i did the dishes like you asked, i think that deserves a little kiss, don’t you?” and he just laughs it off when you flick his lip instead, shaking your head at him and wandering off. his teasing wasn’t malicious, you knew, but it was satisfying to wipe that smug look off his face. cuddling during a movie night, haechan hogging the popcorn bowl decided it was time for another taunt, jokingly puckering his lips at you when you asked for the bowl, “the price is a kiss, you gonna pay up or starve?” the genuine surprise and shock, that blended to excitement and happiness when you rolled your eyes, and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before snagging the bowl was priceless. for a moment, he’d thought he imagined it. but he hadn’t, and honestly, it just made him hungry for more. so he pouted and leaned into your side, puppy dog eyes on display, “that was so quick, i think another kiss might pay off your debts, don’t you think?”

haechan wasn’t pushy, but he was easily excited and an eager one to say the least. once he’d got his foot in the door (so to speak) haechan went to work seeing how far he could go. he wouldn’t cross any boundary you’ve set, but he would definitely go right up to the line, and patiently wait your reaction; if you gave him the green light or not. wearing shorts or a skirt we’re just so easy for him to start teasing you, brushing a hand up your bare thigh, sneaking his hand just beneath the hem of your skirt, and then looking to you, eyebrow raised and a clear look of “can i?” in his eyes. in his bedroom, alone for once, you wouldn’t find a better time. you’d thought you’d told the boy he won the lottery when you voiced your consent—and then clothes went flying. haechan’s eagerness and easy going personality definitely made taking the next step less nerve wracking than you’d imagined it would be—he was sure of himself, how to proceed and how to please you well as he laid himself out on the bed, eye level with your bare core. he’d swung your legs over his shoulders, keeping your spread and unable to close your legs or shy away from him while he explored the new territory.

haechan wasn’t fool enough to believe you’d be instantly wet, and wasn’t deterred at all before he set his mouth to work. he knew what to do, but he didn’t expect how sensitive to touch you’d be, nearly bucking him off the second his warm tongue brushed over your clit. he only laughed, and pressed his hands to your hips, keeping them pinned, “haven’t even touched you and you’re twitching—it’s nice to know no ones made you feel this way before…i’ll make you feel good, just lay back and relax..” he focused heavily on your clit, kitten licking and suckling the small bundle of nerves until you were wiggling in his hold, quiet moans and soft whimpers while he worked his tongue over you; gently prodding your entrance, feeling you slowly growing wetter and wetter with each swipe of his tongue. he soothed your fear when he felt you instinctively tense up when he eased a single finger into your core for the first time, smoothing his free hand over your hips and thighs, softly cooing to you, “relax, i got you, i got you. just breath.” until you settled down again. it pleased him how you relaxed more after feeling two of his fingers gently thrusting until your wet pussy, noting that it wasn’t painful or even mildly uncomfortable, a small fear being squashed in your mind. he paid attention to your clit more than anything, choosing to continue stimulating your clit with quick kitten licks and suckling over penetration, leading you into a quick orgasm; distracting you while he carefully worked his fingers inside you, scissoring his fingers to open you up for him.

while he’s kind of a brat the whole time, haechan does put his teasing attitude aside for the final act; slipping into a more cautious, gentle, soothing sort of role. settling his weight on you, one hand caught between your bodies to guide his aching member into your soaked core. he barely has the tip in, just enough to not need his hand’s guidance so he can smooth it up your side; trying to distract you and sooth you a bit, his other hand cupping your jaw and leading you into a tender, passionate kiss while he finally starts to slowly burying himself in your heat. he can feel you tense up the further he moves, the feeling of him inside you completely foreign, mildly strange but surprisingly not what you’d expected, either. haechan stills as soon as he’s buried to the hilt, just continuing to smother you in kisses, wandering hands squeezing at your waist, massaging your breast and smoothing up your twitching thighs, barely pulling away enough to whisper, “relax, you’re okay, you’re okay. it’s just me and you, i got you. tell me when you’re okay.”

first time!haechan is a very slow lover. as soon as he gets the green light, he’s withdrawing from you as gently as he can possibly manage, you barely feeling it beyond losing that feeling of fullness before he’s slowly sinking back in. he’s much less a thruster, as he is a grinder. very shallow, small thrusts while grinding his hips into you, more focused on letting you become accustomed to being full, thank jack-hammering away like a madman. instead, haechan keeps his steady, shallow pace and continues his fun with your clit. a hand sneaking down between your rocking bodies to toy with the sensitive nerves, groaning lowly against your lips when he feels you jump, feels your pussy clenching around him at the sudden pleasure again. you cum again before he does, haechan’s fingers on your clit never ceasing for a moment until he’s got your legs twitching, your fingers digging into his back while you whimper against his lips, inexperienced hips bucking into his while you fall apart in his arms. he doesn’t chase his own, though, hearing you whine, sensitive and overstimulated for the night; against his personal wishes he pulls out, wrapping his fist around his slick member and quickly working himself to completion; you still under him, bare, covered in sweat and the most adorable, fucked out look on your face has him spilling himself across your bare tummy until he’s collapsed on top of you, uncaring about the sweat and fluids sticking to the both of you for the moment.

after catching his breath, haechan does a little clean up—fetching a warm rag to wipe the sticky sweat and his cum off your tummy, gently cleaning your worn out pussy as much as he can with you twitching away every time the rag touches you. he’s a lot less teasing afterwards, more comforting when haechan crawls into bed beside you, smoothing your messy hair out of your face and pulling you in for a few sweet kisses, “i dare say you’re no longer a virgin, what do you think? was it all you hoped for, because im not opposed to doing it again to…get it right, if you want...”

juyeonsslut:

which draft of mine would u like me to post next?

1. eric exhibition kink (all members watch)
2. chanhee size kink (switch chanhee)
3. juyeon finds out u don’t bias him when introducing u to the members
4. sunwoo choking kink

these are all smuts btw , i wish they allowed polls on this app please comment

Juyeon or sunwoo omg

baka-writings:

𝐏𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 - 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 (𝐓𝐁𝐙)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, dom!Eric, thigh riding, jealous!Eric, kinda rough!Eric, kinda angsty but not much, language

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Basically, Eric gets jealous of you spending time with one of his members despite telling you before how that member feels about you and he needs, I repeat needs to put you in place.

Requests are closed!

This request hit me straight, I love Eric sm

Today was an usual day of yours, you were at home doing some work and then chilling. But you were missing your boyfriend, Eric. It wasn’t like he was super busy today, but as you later found out he went to hang out with Sunwoo and his former classmates. He didn’t tell you before that he was going, he just sent you a cold looking message saying ‘I can’t today’. It made you feel a few emotions, mostly loneliness.

You were thinking of writing something in their group chat, asking them If they’re free to hang out, but you didn’t want to annoy them as you weren’t that close to all of them, so you decided to message Chanhee privately.

Hey, are you free today?🥺 I’m feeling lonely

You didn’t have to wait much for a reply, it came like 5 minutes later.

Always free for you 🥰 Get ready, I’ll pick you up at 4

You smiled at his reply and got up to get ready. It was no secret to you that Chanhee liked you a bit more than a friend, Eric knew this too and wasn’t very fond of you two having some 'private’ time whatsoever. But since Eric didn’t have time for you..

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eric,,,,, has been hitting different lately ,,,, - 🌷 anon

yes… he has 😌

just thinking about how good it would feel to cuddle him n a k e d and your legs are intertwined while you’re laying in his bed, his hands running over your hair while your lips dance together. his bottom lip is so cute to me, i just wanna peck it while brushing my fingers over his cheeks and telling him how cute he is.

maybe he’d roll you over, pinning your hands down into the pillows on either side of your head as he attacks your mouth once again, his plush lips leaving yours to press kisses into your neck and face. he’d bring your hands together and pin them above your head now, chests connected while one hand slips himself into you, fitting perfectly like a puzzle piece. it’s be kinda quiet in the room except for both of your soft moans, a couple of needy kisses, and you gasping his name … ericccc errrrriicccc 🥺💞😩

lowkey unrelated but he’s the type to bite your lip and laugh cus you moaned at it omg

sunshineink-blog1 :

Stranger (Pt.1) - Vampire!Donghyuck

Genre: Vampire!AU, fluff, supernatural shit, kind of angsty and more angst to come

Warnings: brief mention of blood at the end, swearing

Summary: You and Donghyuck had been friends for four years but something strange has always been up with him. This is made even more clear when he shows up in your house, covered in blood.

Word Count: 2.0k

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You had been friends with Donghyuck since you were 14 years old. As an outcast and a loner, you’d pretty much been friendless since the time you started your school years up until then, but he was the first one who actually gave you a chance. Of course, it probably helped that he was just as lonely as you were, if not, lonelier and…stranger.

When you first met Donghyuck, he didn’t speak to you for a week. Hell, he was the one who just decided out of the blue to sit next to you at lunch the first day of your freshman year. You had given him a polite ‘hi’ and he’d given you one back but, after that he never said a word. Finally after the first week had come and gone you’d sort of gotten fed up and the following Monday you decided to finally ask him his name, that is if he’d spare you the oxygen it took to tell you.

“Hi,” you say to him in your best I’m really annoyed right now voice. He does the usual, lifts his head, nods back, and continues to pick at his food, of which you’re pretty sure you had never seen him even take a bite out of.

“You know it would be really nice to actually know your name considering you just randomly decided I was your best friend. Most people avoid me like the plague,” you huffed and started angrily shoving the soggy cardboard with cheese this school cafeteria liked to call pizza into your mouth. The boy in front of you lifted his head and before pausing in shock, burst into the most adorable laughter you’d ever seen.

When he finally managed to collect himself, he held the smile on his face. “I’m Donghyuck, and you should really think about slowing down before you choke to death.” You slowly chewed what was already in your mouth and swallowed. “You have sauce on your chin, by the way.”

Your eyes widened and you quickly picked up a napkin from you lunch tray, furiously wiping at your chin. “I’m Y/N, if you care.” Your entire face had gone red at this point. He studied your face for a moment, seeming deep in thought and then went back to picking at his pizza. “Nice to meet you Y/N,” he said without looking up.

Since then the two of you had been inseparable. Throughout your high school years, you spent every moment you could with him. He wasn’t a friend who tried to make you do things you didn’t want, he didn’t pressure you to go to parties, or to attend school dances. The most you strayed outside the rules was when you both snuck out of your houses to go see a midnight showing of Doctor Strange during sophomore year. You didn’t get caught, but you nearly fell from your second story bedroom window, making it your one, and hopefully only near death experience of your short life. Though the two of you were best friends, Donghyuck did things that made you question if you knew as much as you thought you knew about him. For one thing, you’d never met his parents. Which was strange considering you were a regular fixture at his house most days. But, his parents were never around and every time you asked, his answer was always things like “vacation” or “business trip” or “visiting relatives “. You would ask him why he didn’t go along and he would always answer that school was too important to his parents for him to miss. He had met your parents loads of times. Luckily they seemed to like your first and only friend. The fact that you had even made a friend was probably why they chose to ignore his strange behavior.

On top of his parents being M.I.A, once every month Donghyuck would miss school for three or four days. When you would ask him about this, his parents became his excuse, saying since they were gone so often they liked to take a few days to spend time with him alone, these days usually being during the weekend since school was so important to them for their son.

This evasiveness has been going on all the years you’ve known him. For a while you expected him to open up after you had been friends for at least a year but, these days you lost hope he would ever tell you what was going on. You knew he was lying. And he knew you knew. But over the years it had become this unspoken thing between the two of you. You knew that he would dodge the question anyways so you stopped asking altogether.

When he leaves for those few days every month it’s lonely. Your parents were nice and friendly to others, like your best friend, but to you they were distant. They always had been. They didn’t really care about what went on in your daily life unless it involved something like you getting in trouble, or your grades dropping dangerously low like they had the year before. They expected you to be this spectacular successful young person who got straight A’s and played three instruments. Someone they could brag about. But instead you were average, which any normal parent would be content with but, they detested you for it. You’d gotten used to it and at this point it didn’t bother you because you knew in your heart that it wasn’t you it was them. They were never meant to be parents and that wasn’t your fault.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?” Donghyuck asked nudging your ribs lightly with his elbow. The two of you were sat on his bedroom’s balcony eating takeout (well, you were eating; apparently he had already ate) and watching the sunset. It was Saturday, which you usually elected to spend with him unless it was his monthly break.

“You, sweet thing,” you said, waggling your eyebrows. It had become a thing between the two of you to shamelessly flirt. You could tell to him it was friendly banter but, to you, it had become something more than just a joke since you’d befriended him. Not that he was aware.

“Obviously. I am devilishly handsome, if you haven’t noticed,” he chuckled and began to strike poses in the setting sun. His tan skin practically glowed.

“Sure you are.” You definitely are.

You sat in comfortable silence as you finished your dinner and he hummed some indy song that he had probably made you listen to at some point but, you didn’t quite recognize. Donghyuck’s voice was calming, whether he was singing, humming, or just speaking. Something about it made you feel content like everything was going to be okay. Whenever you were upset or crying he would just sing to you and hold you to his chest. It always calmed you down. Said voice suddenly broke the silence.

“This is probably a bad time,“ he began softly, “but my- um…my parents will be home tomorrow and they want me to spend some time with them so I probably won’t be able to hang tomorrow…I won’t be back to school until Wednesday.” He stopped and scanned your face with worry. You never said so but, he knew it irked you that he was lying. The conversation about said lies had never occurred, however you were both aware of the other. It was maddening.

You sat your empty takeout container on the floor and began picking at a hangnail. “That’s fine, Hyuck,” you shrugged without looking at him. You knew he was staring at you though. “I’ve got a rough draft to complete anyways. If I don’t my parents will kill me, so…” you trailed off and this time the silence was awkward.

“I’m sorry about leaving you hanging all the time, Y/N. It’s just…my parents…they really couldn’t care less about my friends. I know how bad that sounds but, they aren’t really the sociable type. As long as I’m not getting into trouble, they’re fine with whatever.” You continue to pick at your fingers, not saying anything. “I mean we’ve known each other for four years, we have been over this before…” Truthfully, you didn’t want to have this conversation so you merely asked him to drive you home.

“See you on Wednesday,” you mumbled as you exited his Mustang. He didn’t reply.

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The following night you decided to do something you hadn’t in awhile which was go on a late night walk after dinner. Donghyuck hated it when you did this, worried something might happen to you more than your parents. However, the city you called home was relatively low on crime. You still carried a taser and wore your sneakers in case you had to run, though.

On your way through your usual route, you stopped at 7-Eleven to buy yourself a beverage before continuing on towards downtown. The city was beautiful at night and, though it was nearing 11pm, the streets and sidewalks were still heavily populated. You enjoyed people watching as you walked, observing a couple share a sweet kiss before getting into their car, and a woman sitting outside a convenience store, smoking while petting a very fat cat. The end of your walk cut through a city park which was pretty much devoid of people. This didn’t bother you, though, as it was patrolled all night by two police officers who would most definitely hear you if you had to scream for help. You were very loud.

You took this time in the quiet to think about your best friend. You wished you could figure out what was going on with him. You were scared for him. There was even a time when he came back from one of his three day excursions with a cut lip and a bruise on his left cheek. That week you had cried and were so upset that you didn’t speak to him for another three days until he showed up on your doorstep with chocolate and a teddy bear. He had dodged your questions again but, at least he apologized. You expected that his parents might be abusing him. They seemed to leave him alone all the time so he must not mean much to them. It was scary to think about. But, still, the boy was always cheery and that one time where he came back injured was few and far between.

The thought of all this made you suddenly worried and so you decided to text him just to check up on how things were going. When he was with his parents, if that was even what he was doing, he rarely answered your attempts to reach him. You looked at the last thing you had sent him, a text after you ate breakfast this morning.

You: hey hyuck sorry about the whole thing last night with the parents and the me being a pissy bitch. i didn’t mean to be an ass and i know you didn’t either. 😔👊🏻💞

hyuckie ☀️: no sweat kid, i still love you 😭💞 and how do you know i didn’t mean to be an ass????? 🤔

You: yeah whatever love you too have a good weekend dumbass

The last text was read but not replied to. You figured at that point his parents must have arrived home. You began to type again.

You: how’s it going i miss you already,,,

You: hope you’re having a nice time dingus 👍🏻

You waited 20 seconds, how long it usually took him to answer you on a normal day, but as expected they stayed as ‘Delivered’.

When you arrived back at home every light was off except the porch light. At least they cared enough to give me enough light to unlock the front door. You shrugged off your jacket and your shoes and made your way up to your room to get ready for bed. The short walk you took seemed to have tuckered you out. You nearly screamed when you flicked on the light.

There on your bed lied your best friend, bleeding and barely conscious. You wanted to run to him, call the police, do something but, you were frozen in shock.

“Surpriiise.”

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woah sorry for the cliff hanger….i know i said that this was gona be a vampire au but i was kind of conflicted between vampire and werewolf 🤦🏻‍♀️ i know i made it pretty obvious that he wasn’t eating human food though so i guess the deal is sealed. maybe i’ll make a werewolf au about someone else hhhhh. anyways hope you like this and feel free to send in requests and constructive criticism. this was supposed to be a one shot but “surpriiise” i couldn’t fit it all into one thing so more parts are on the way!

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★ heart-shapped boy

sunwoovous:

changmin: *runs around the dorm at 5am biting people*

sunwoo, locked in the bathroom hiding: *writes farewell letter on fancafe* new, eric, juyeon…. I’m sorry, but I want to live….

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kinktober day 5

fwb!chanhee x fem reader

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• warnings: unprotected sex, nipple play, dirty talk, use of petnames.

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cmds 41/50: thigh riding + eric

f reader x eric

• warnings: thigh riding obviously, orgasm denial, it’s really short (like him), i know there’s some typos but I’ll fix it later

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_ I can’t believe you’re into it. — Eric muttered, his low voice ringing in your ear as he eyed you up and down. — You look so good like that.

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Where you love watching your boyfriend work out, kinktober series

eric x gender neutral reader

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• warnings: not really kinky, just a brief moment of sub!eric, masturbation (male rec.), a hint of cumplay too, needs proofread too hihihi

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Where you stay after your shift and Eric won’t waste the opportunity of fucking you right there

eric x fem header

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• warnings: oral, jealousy, noona!reader x co-worker!eric, choking for like, 2 seconds, unprotected sex

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Eric was a fucking brat.

That’s all could think about, eyes seeing red, hands closed in fists as you watched the scene before you. He always looked so happy that you got easily annoyed with that shit. I mean, yeah, he had a beautiful smile and, yes, you loved the way he would talk excitedly about the things he liked, he was a young and energetic man after all.

But did he need to act this way with everyone?

The jealousy was eating you alive, you felt your blood boil when the girl put her hand on his thigh, shiny eyes staring back at him, giving him a big smile while he was doing the same.

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newdeobis :

› not my fault but this ask right here

sunwoo x fem reader

requested, kinda

• warnings: thigh riding, a bit of breath play but it’s done in a blink of an eye

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newdeobis:

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cmds 39/50

Hyunjae x gender neutral reader

• warnings: highly suggestive, read at your own risk, I won’t take responsibility if you end up wanting to date him

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You didn’t think much about it when the guys said they could take drive you home. Not even caring when they asked if it was okay to sit on Hyunjae’s lap, your best friend joking that he could sit on your lap instead when you looked around embarrassed, brushing the hair out of your face and offering you a calm smile.

That was until you realized how bumpy that car ride was. Until you could hear his strained whimpers being muffled against your back. And you could feel him hardening under you, swearing and holding back a moan whenever the car bumped.

And you knew how unaware the other guys were of the way your hips moved on his lap, and you apologized quietly even when you did that on purposed. Laying with your back pressed against his chest as his fingers gripped your shirt. Twisting the fabric around his fingers until his knuckles were turning white.

Cursed under his breath again when you bounced on his lap again after another bump, his hips inevitably following yours making his head spin. This time wrapping his arm around your waist to hold you down as he tilted his head to look at you.

“are you okay?” being the only thing leaving his lips before resting his head up on your shoulder to keep staring at the way you nibbled on your bottom lip, his hard on pressed against your ass not leaving your mind for a second.

You nodded, not even realizing that you were digging your nails into his arms when he started to rub small circles around your hip, breath fanning over your neck and you swore you could see him licking his lips as he stared at your lips, grip tightening around your waist while his free hand touched your thigh. Gritting his teeth when the car bumped again and you moved around again, so aroused that you could feel your clothes slowly sticking to your body. Almost whimpering as your best friend digged his nails into your thighs, his voice sounding dangerously low when he whispered in your ear, pinching the skin of your hips as a warning “i know you’re moving around on purpose, stop making things harder for us and stay still” palm caressing the bruised skin seconds later, pressing a kiss to your neck to help you relax again. “don’t make me do things we’re gonna regret doing in public, sweetheart”.

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where younghoon just wants to please his good girl.

yh x f reader, hyunjae x f reader (mention)

• warnings: LOOK THIS ONE IS MY FAV YOUNGHOON SMUT Y'ALL BETTER NOT HATE IT or do it idc, i usually don’t like doing the reader like that but i thought it was kinda funny, btw i saw that younghoon x hyunjae pic and suddenly got inspired, poli relationship (mention), mentions of hyunjae, oral (f), jealously. sub/dom themes but you can’t even feel it. sir kink, it’s kinda weird because i was in my feels. needs proofread but it’s 2 am and I’m too exhausted to even try it.

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Shheeeeesh this is sumn 😩😩😩😩best younghoon fic ever I think

newdeobis:

cleaning my drafts series 4/50

younghoon x fem reader

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• warnings: oral (m receiving), dirty talk, mentions of overstimulation and cumplay

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Younghoon’s voice was low when he talked about how much he loves being overstimulated minutes before. How much he loves getting head so much and cumming all over people’s body, loves pushing his limits even when he’s alone. And, more than anything, loves wrapping his fingers around people’s neck while doing that. Loves the powerful feeling that he gets whenever someone stay on their knees for him.

You barely hummed, his words getting under your skin as you licked your lips, jokingly saying that you have an oral fixation, stopping laughing when you realize how he was staring at you.

Maybe it was all the wine or the dim lights, but something about the way you shifted uncomfortably under his look just made him smirk, words leaving his lips as he tilted his head, legs spread before you. “Do you wanna give it a try, honey?”.

The words ringed in your ear like the sweetest melody. Your best friend grinned, pulling you closer as his deep voice whispered in your ear that it’s okay, he’d never kink shame you. Your hands gripping his shirt while his fingers run through your hair, waiting for any sight of discomfort and regret before kissing you, fingers greedily digging into your skin as his lips claimed yours.

Every single action leading to now. Younghoon’s hand tugging at your hair as he lets out a shaky moan, eyes rolling back when you hollow your cheeks around him once again before pulling out.

_ Never thought I’d say that but, fuck, that’s such a pretty cock. — you mumble, lips swollen and jaw hurting from all the previous actions. You look up, the dark haired boy breathing heavily as he keeps his thighs spread, your body right in between while your fingers still kneading his balls, jolts of pleasure running through his body.

You stare at his twitching cock once more, his hips barely thrusting up, trying to get you to touch him properly again.

_ Stop talking. — your best friend whispered sensually, eyeing his shared room door before grabbing your chin, thumb brushing against your bottom lip and then pushing it inside your mouth, slowly thrusting in and out before pulling it down, smearing the mix of cum and spit all over your chin and cheeks. Your lips chasing his thumb, trying to suck on it, but he just move his fingers down your neck, pressing his digits over the purple marks on your skin, appreciating his artwork. — Just take my cock again if you like sucking it so much.

_ Why are you trying to mock me when you’re just as needy? — you talk back, fingers gripping his cock, letting him thrust into your grip before wrapping your lips around his tip again.

Low groans filling your ears as you bob your head up and down, feeling his fingers closing around your neck right when he hit the back of your throat, trying to feel his bulge in your throat as he holds your head down, cock buried inside your mouth as you gag.

_ I’m so glad you told me that. — Younghoon smirks lazily, hips rolling against your mouth as you gag around him once more, easing his cock out of your mouth before fucking into your mouth harshly, the sadistic look in his eyes telling you he won’t stop until you’re mess of drool and cum. — Now I can use you as many time as I want to.

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newdeobis:

where Younghoon can’t stop thinking about you.

fem reader x younghoon

[a/n] it’s kinda messy but that was the intention

• warnings: handjob, overstimulation, oral (fem), unprotected sex

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Younghoon’s hand wrapped tightly around his cock, a whine escaping from his lips as he pictured your naked body in his mind, hand speeding up, hips bucking up to fuck into his fist. The boy groaned.

It wasn’t working, it wasn’t as wet nor as warm, it didn’t let out beautiful moans everytime he went harder.

He played with his tip, thumb circling it, using the pre cum as lube before squeezing his dick again, stroking it and then fucking into his fist in shorts but hard thrusts, your name leaving his mouth, brows furrowed as he felt his high approaching.

Younghoon bites his bottom lip, thoughts being directed to your body in the tiny black dress that hugged your body so well, he went crazy when you said you’d hang out with your friends wearing that, the only thing in his mind being the thought of bending you over and taking you right there, fuck being late. But you fought back before leaving. Younghoon could swear your angry demeanor only turned him on even more.

The boy gasped, hips fucking into his hand in a brutal pace, the low moans turning into whines, his breathing getting labored as he thought about your tits bouncing when he fucked you, how he’d love to suck it, to play with your nipples, to get you all desperate.

He let out a deep moan as he came all over his thighs and abs, sobbing when he couldn’t stop jerking off, he was too horny.

He heard your voice calling him as the door clicked shut, one of his hands playing with his balls as the other kept overstimulating himself, the thought of being caught making his eyes roll back. You opened the bedroom’s door right when he fucked into his fist, eyes wide open as your boyfriend came again, crying out your name, hips moving faster, legs shaking as the cum coated his abs.

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newdeobis:

where changmin helps you stretch out to improve your flexibility

• warning: suggestive

_ Shhh — Changmin’s hand caressed your back as you winced in pain, bending over and stretching a little more, trying to touch your toes, the way his other hand was massaging your thigh and the soft voice he was using distracting you for a moment. — You’re almost there, come on.

You gasped when he pressed his hips against yours from behind, bending over your body, touchy hands still massaging your sore muscles. You could feel the innuendo dripping from his words.

_ Should we try something different? — he suggested, feing innocence. Your boyfriend pulled away from your body, you could see the way he was furrowing his brows in the mirror, arms akimbo. — Maybe lift your legs up my shoulders?

Changmin tapped your back and you got back to your standing position, looking around to check if any of the other dancers in the room could see what he was doing.

_ Mhmm, lie down and lift your knee to chest, please.

You do as you’re told, your clothes making you feel suffocated. He hovered over you again, pushing his hair back as he smiled, staring down at you.

_ Changmin… — your voice trailing off as he kept your other leg straight, making sure your back was pressed against the floor.

_ You’re sweating. — he pointed out, biting his lips to suppress another smile.

_ …it hurts. — you continued.

_ But you need to stretch out to get all the moves right. — he pouted, mocking tone.

You let out a shaky breath when he did the same with your opposite leg, eyes watching you, whispering how good you were doing while massaging the back of your thigh again.

_ Are you sore? — voice low, this time looking at you softly.

_ A little. — you admitted, gasping as his fingers touched your inner thigh a little higher, too close to where you wish he has touching you. — But I can take it.

His eyes widening at your words, smiling widely.

_ Are you sure?

You nodded, tongue coming out to wet your dry lips, his brows furrowing again while he watched you.

_ Can you turn around for me, then? — you complied and he couldn’t hold the content hum that left his lips, getting on his knees behind you again. — All fours, baby. Wait. Yeah, like this. — hands tightly holding your hips, the nickname making your head spin. Hard on pressed against you and you knew he could see how you were shaking, body aching. — Stretch your arms as much as you can. — he hummed again, hand gripping the back of your neck as he pushed your face down, his left hand keeping your hips up in position. — Now stretch your back while doing it.

You make sure to press your ass against his hips harder, his hand moving up to grab your hair, trying to make a ponytail.

_ Don’t do that. — you cried out, sounds coming out muffled.

_ I’m just trying to help you. — Changmin said, hand leaving your hair, touching the front of your shirt, fingers almost touching your breasts.

_ Changmin. — you called him out again and the boy pulled away from your body. You sighed, already missing his body heat.

_ I’ll stop. — he said before getting up, eyes still on you. — For now. But you still need to practice to catch up with the others. So stay after the practice is done. — he stopped for a second, eyeing you up and down before smirking. — I’ll help you out.

donghyukcore :

PUSHING BUTTONS

PAIRING ; friend ! donghyuck x female ! reader
GENRE ; smut, fluff 
WARNINGS ; too much dialogue sjkhd sorry, a wild friend group lmao, mentions of alcohol, body shots, mentions of porn, mentions of girl x girl, girls kissing, mentions of orgy, public sex, unprotected sex, pussy slapping, overstimulation, there’s a lot filth going on here, please tell me to add warnings if you see something heehee
WORD COUNT ; 5.1k
SOFI’S NOTE ; hiii sorry for not posting for so long and coming back with this idk i can’t even reread it there’s so much going on here. i rlly tried to write while being unmotivated. lesson learned. tried and tested, 100% not recommended. sjhdkd

This is a part of @neosmutcollective​​’s wet&wild (march 17 - haechan). Special thanks to the people named Allie and Janna. If you know them, pretend you don’t HAHAHA (i got consent btw! pls don’t call me out)

SYNOPSIS ; wherein you realize you kinda like this guy from your friend group who apparently is interested in you too, and you decide to push his buttons on your beach weekend which ends up to him getting provoked, railing you, and then confessing 

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I love this so much pls💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

moonstonebby :

Note : Hey!! So I tried something different this time and I think I like this writing style more than the last one but I’m still not sure if I’ll stick with it :’)) Also for side characters I do not give Korean names idk I just find that weird since I am not Korean myself  it feels out of place, so sorry if that’s what some of you expect  :((   Nonetheless  I hope you enjoy <333

Content : foreplay, unprotected sex (you’re on the pill but please have your partner wear a condom if you don’t know their health conditions), swearing,  nudes, phone sex  

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6:32 pm [You] : Where are you??

6:35 pm [Mia] : Traffic is so bad sorry :((

6:35 pm [Mia] : I’ll be there in 5 I promise

6:36 pm [You] : Okayy I’ll wait for you outside

6:36 pm [Mia] : Kk <33

You spray one last round of perfume before heading out and locking your apartment door hurriedly.

You decide to take the stairs down to the lobby since the elevator is taking way too much time to arrive at your floor. Rushed, you check yourself out quickly in the mirror by the exit. You’re wearing a white lace sleeveless dress, the hem barely reaching the top of your knees. Your makeup is flawless, you went for that golden dewy look, with your hair tied in a semi-messy ponytail. You’re wearing sneakers though, you promised yourself to never wear heels at a bar ever again since things didn’t end up too well last time…

Making your way to the edge of your condominium’s area, where the main street meets the sidewalk, you hear a honk and your best friend’s voice follows.

“Hey hot stuff!” Mia shouts out, waving her hand out of the window to get your attention. You walk over and embrace her as you jump in the seat next to her.

“Sorry to keep you waiting babe, traffic is nuts right now.” she explains, switching the engine to start driving again.

“No worries, you look amazing bestie.” you compliment her while buckling up your seatbelt. She blows you a kiss and you both laugh.

“By the way… he’ll be there… Hyuck.” she informs, her eyes fixed on the road, partly because she’s driving, and partly because she doesn’t want to see that look on your face.

“Who?” you ask, even though both of you are fully aware that you know exactly who she’s talking about.

Mia sighs, she takes one hand off of the steering wheel and places it over yours, giving it a little squeeze. “Haechan, he’s coming tonight.” she affirms, this time she’s looking at you. Your eyes drop slightly but you brush it off, acting unfazed.

“Oh why didn’t you say his name earlier haha… It’s fine, no big deal.” you say, avoiding to look back at Mia in an attempt to mask your emotions, but she knows how you feel, she’s your best friend after all.

Mia turns on some music to lighten up the mood, you both carpool karaoke all the way to your destination. Once you’ve reached the bar, you hop out of the car excited to see your friends and to drink to your heart’s content, forgetting who awaits you.

You link your arm with your best friend’s and make your way into the bar, as you’re walking through the tables trying to find your friends, more than a few heads turn your way, you know you look good. Mia notices thus unlinking your arms to indicate that you two are not a couple but in fact, very much available. 

“Girls! Over here!” a voice rises, barely audible amongst all the chatter and music. You look around and spot your friends, you grab Mia’s hand and head towards them. The table is at a corner, not too far but not too close to the others, giving it a more private ambiance. You go around the table, making sure to greet everyone, even friends’ friends, people that you haven’t met yet. You feel a pair of eyes glued to you and that’s when you remember. Ah, he’s here. You swallow your pride and decide to be the bigger person, so you meet his gaze and shoot him a small smile, waving your hand briefly. He smirks and uncrosses his arms to reciprocate the hand movement back at you. 

You pull on a chair and drag it out so that you can sit comfortably, you find yourself seated between your best friend and this guy you have never seen before.

“Hi I’m Jacob, nice to meet you.” he states, a hand reaching out to you.

“Oh hi I’m y/n, nice to meet you too Jacob.” you answer, shaking his stretched out hand.

The two of you make small talk, cracking a few jokes here and there. He pours you another glass of wine and the two of you hit it off pretty well. Mia notices and nudges her elbow against yours, you look at her and she shoots you a wink. You both giggle knowing damn well where this is going.

A loud creek catches your attention. It’s Haechan, he’s gotten up from his chair  and he doesn’t look too happy, your heart races as you see him approach your seat. He bends down to your ear sending shivers down your spine as you feel his breath against your skin.

“Come outside.” he whispers, you raise an eyebrow at him, not moving from your seat.

“What do you want.” you question, annoyance clear in your tone.

“I just want to talk.” he responds, his hand reaching for yours, tugging at it for you to get up and you do, but only because you know that this talk has been long overdue. Jacob gets up as well, yanking Haechan’s hand away from yours. 

“Who the fuck are you.” Jacob spits, slowly placing himself in between you and Haechan. The younger male sucks his teeth, clearly not in the mood to start a fight. He pushes his tongue against the inside of his cheek, trying to keep calm.

“None of your business. So move.” Haechan spits back, grabbing your hand one more time. Jacob lifts his hand to break both of you apart but you stop him.

“It’s okay, Jacob.” you affirm, letting go of his hand and shooting him a warm smile before you walk off with the younger male.

Haechan is holding onto your wrist, shoving his way out of the bar and you follow without a word. Your heart is racing, you can hear it ringing in your ears but you try to fight the nerves so that you don’t embarrass yourself in front of him. Haechan suddenly stops, you’re behind the bar next to the smoking area, thankfully not a lot of people are there. Frankly there’s just a couple and they’re already making out so they won’t pay much attention to you anyways.

“Do you still hate me that much?” Haechan ponders, finally breaking the deafening silence that was present a few seconds ago.

“Yes.” you respond bluntly, avoiding eye contact at all cost. He grabs your face and lifts your chin so that you have no choice but to look at him.

“Say it to my face.” he growls, his voice is lower than usual, not that you hear it on the daily anyways…

“I hate you.” you confirm, looking straight into his eyes. You pull at his arm so that his hand let’s go of your face, the cold wind replacing the warm touch that was once pressed against your skin, strangely you find yourself dissatisfied with that feeling.

“Why.” he asks, moving in closer to you, until your back is against the wall. You gasp at the cold plaster against your back, placing a hand over your mouth to cover up the yielp you just let out.

The male reaches for your hand and removes it from your mouth, initially to let you answer but now his eyes are glued to your lips. A knot forms in your throat, preventing you from speaking. You clear your throat in an attempt to avert his attention back to you and thankfully, it works.

“You know more than anyone why.” you declare, oblivious to the fact that your hand is still in his. He chuckles, clearly pissed at your vague answer. 

“I just think it’s unfair how you’re having fun with everyone and completely ignoring me.” he complains, tightening his grip on your hand in annoyance. You look so hot to him in that little tight dress and the fact that you weren’t paying any attention to him the whole time inside the bar drove him mad, but there’s no way he’ll ever tell you that.

“You hate me too don’t you?” you retort, even though you already know the answer. 

“We’re not getting anywhere are we?” he laughs, letting go of your hand and placing both his hands against the wall, almost embracing you. Your heart starts racing again, although you hate him, you at least acknowledge your attraction to him.

“I-I don’t think we ever will. So just drop it okay?” you stammer, a bit intimidated by how close he is to you.

“Are you nervous?” he ponders, amusement in his voice. He leans closer to you, your noses almost touching. You can feel his warm breath against your skin which sends a familiar shiver down your spine.

“No asshole, I’m pissed cause you cock blocked me back there.” you huff, even though to be honest, you weren’t thinking about Jacob at all, not even for a split second.

“Who said you’re not getting dick tonight?” he teases, his gaze drops to your lips as he bites down on his own. Your eyes are glued to his lips as well, your mind goes blank, you don’t even care about your feelings towards him at this moment, you just want him all over you. He tilts his head to the side and places a kiss on your cheek, moving closer to the curl of your lips with every peck. His plump lips brush against yours and before you know it he pulls away. Shit, keep it together, keep it to-

“Kiss me.” you order, pulling him to you by his shirt, fuck it there’s no going back now. He smiles one last time before meeting your lips with hunger, parting them with a slip of his tongue and biting down on your bottom lip. When you whine into his mouth, he grunts and bites down harder, sucking on it as his hand moves up to grope your chest. He squeezes at your breast, running his thumb over your clothed nipple, and you arch your back into his touch, sighing blissfully.

“Let’s, let’s go to my hotel room.” he pants, breaking away from the kiss. You nod quietly and let yourself be directed by him, he’s rushing to keep the momentum up and within a few minutes you reach the hotel elevator, lucky for you no one is in there. He shoves you in and picks up where he left off until you suddenly pull away.

“The cameras…” you whisper, pointing to the CCTV at the corner of the elevator.

“Let them watch.” he teases, your eyes grow wide but you don’t have the time to argue as his lips crash back onto yours. His hands slide from your waist down to your ass, squeezing tightly making you grind against his erection desperately.  As soon as the elevator doors open, he guides you to his room and wastes no time unlocking the door. 

He pushes you onto the bed aggressively, cause you know, he hates you. He caresses your side and slips his leg between yours, letting you roll your hips on his thigh, and groans when your own thigh brushes against his concealed length.

“Did that feel good?” you breathe, a teasing lilt to your voice,

“Mmmhh” he mumbles as he sinks his teeth into the spot just under your jaw, starting to work on the spot, tonguing and sucking at the patch of flesh. “Fuck.” you moan. He groans against your neck, biting down harshly again to make you whimper. Your fingers curl on his thighs, the fabric dragging under your nails. “So fucking needy.” he growls, his free hand gripping your hip to pull you closer. Taking his cue, you shift to straddle him, immediately rolling your hips against his. He groans again, the sound lower this time, and squeezes your hip, guiding your actions. 

He kisses lower down to the exposed area of your chest, pushing your dress down past your chest and pulling the cups of your bra down to expose your breasts. He kisses along the swell of them, kissing random spots before sucking a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the bud as you mewl weakly in pleasure. 

“Fuck, yes, Haechan, just like that,” you whine, he pulls away frowning up at you, “Say my name” he orders, your eyes roll back into your head as he takes your nipple back into his mouth, biting down harder. “H-Haechan” you stammer, your core aching for his touch. “No, say my name.” he flicks the bud back and forth with the tip of his tongue rapidly, relishing in the sounds of pleasure you’re letting out. “H-Hyuck.” you hesitate, you haven’t spoken that name in a long time so it sounds unfamiliar, although it isn’t, at all. 

He peels your dress off of you, pushing you down on the bed and  moving so his face is level with your thighs. When he pulls the underwear off your legs, he spreads your members and marvels at the arousal coating your folds, rubbing his thumb over your clit slowly. 

 He leans closer, his lips brushing your clit as he gives little kitten licks to your core, “You taste so good baby.” he breathes, sucking your folds into his mouth and running his tongue all over them. The strokes gradually getting more deliberate and assured, groaning in ecstasy as the taste of your arousal drowns his taste buds.

“I’m not, oh-mmh, not your ba-by.” you moan weakly, and he drapes your thighs over his shoulders, one hand hooking around your leg to press your hips down while the other moves up your body to play with your nipple, pinching it lightly and rolling it between his fingers. 

“Such a bossy little bitch, cum for me.” he urges, and you let go with a long moan of his name and a string of swears as your body trembles under his. “That’s it, keep going. Cum all over my tongue, show me how much you hate me.” he coaxes, and your eyes roll back briefly, lids fluttering shut as pleasure overwhelms you. “I-I, fuck… I hate you.” you cry, he slaps the side of your ass to punish you for that comment, your cheeks blaze up as you suddenly feel bashful. That doesn’t last long as he drags a finger down from your clit to your entrance, where he pushes two fingers into you. You gasp at the slight stretch and curl your fingers in his hair.

“Fuck,” you hiss, trying  to push him off weakly. “Too sensitive.” you whine, and he shakes his head, looking up at you. empty protests die on your tongue in favor of a moan bursting forth when he curls his fingers inside of you and starts to stroke the pads of his middle and ring fingers against the patch of nerves along your inner walls. “Oh, my- Hyuck, I’m gonna cum again.” you find yourself coming apart once more.

He reaches between the two of you and tugs down his pants and underwear, freeing his cock from his clothing, peeking down, you get a glimpse of a few  beads of precum leaking from his tip before he swipes it over the head of his cock with his thumb.

“Come here let me suck you off.” you mumble, reaching for his length, but he pushes your hands away, pinning them over your head with one hand. 

“No, I’d rather feel you around me.” he positions himself at your entrance, making his cock thrust against you, the underside of it rubbing against your clit, and you whine, bucking your hips up into him. He pushes your hips down and gives you a look that tells you you’d better keep them there before lightly slapping your clit with his cock repeatedly.

“Hyuck-” you complain, your eyes heavy with arousal, “Is this what you want? Hm?” he teases with another slap to your clit again with the underside of his cock, your brows furrow as you nod.

“Yes, please…” you confess shyly. 

“You want my cock?” he’s taunting you at this point.

“Please Hyuck, I want to  feel you inside of me, I need it.” you give into what he wants immediately, too impatient to wait. 

He grunts as he pushes into you slowly, your mouth falling open in a moan as his thick cock stretches your walls. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

“You feel so good, f-fuck.” you gasp, and he grins, leaning down to kiss you. “Faster.” you urge him, wriggling under him, and he obliges, picking up the pace until he’s driving into you with quick, hard strokes. “Fuck, yes, just like that.” you groan as he thrusts into you sharply. 

“You’re so fucking wet.” he manages to get out through gritted teeth, his grip on your wrists tightening as he focuses on delivering deliberate, deep strokes into you. “You love this, don’t you; being pinned down and taken like this?”

“Yes.” you whimper, nodding vigorously. He moans at the sounds of pleasure you’re letting out and speeds up even more, shifting so he can lean down and kiss you deeply, his tongue flicking into your mouth skillfully.

Your hips move on their own accord, grinding down on him as he lets go of your hands and gropes your chest freely. He hisses and brings a hand down to rub at your clit, causing you to let out a sharp exhale at the added sensation. 

“Oh, my g-god.” you lift up slightly to take in the sight of his cock driving in and out of you, your head thumping back down onto the bed as pleasure starts to build in the familiar, welcome feeling of your impending climax.

“Fuck, you’re clenching around me.” He grunts, thrusting into you as he desperately chases both of your releases. “Are you gonna cum?”

“Yeah.” you breathe, your voice high with ecstasy and he nods, biting his lip as he angles his hips to fuck directly into your g-spot. You cry out loudly, stammering, “Oh god I’m cumming, I’m-“ and you do, a rush of relief taking over you as your whole body tenses before it goes completely slack.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He grunts, his thrusts speeding up as he moves his hand from your clit. “I want to cum on you.” he confesses, “Go ahead.” you nod, swallowing thickly.

“Shit” he curses in a hushed whisper, his movements a bit sloppy as he pulls out, his cock twitching as he releases all over your stomach, painting your skin with white streaks of cum. It’s warm against your skin, and the sight is so arousing you wish it was in you. “That’s so hot.” he chuckles, caressing his cum glistening on your stomach, your skin tickling at the feeling.

“Stop it’s getting gross now.” you complain, but he lifts his arousal-covered finger to your mouth. “Suck.” he orders and without thinking twice you take his finger into your mouth, sucking on it and licking it clean. 

“You’re a little slut for me aren’t you.” he teases, “Is this what you do with all the men you hate?” a loud pop sound releases from your lips as you tilt your head back freeing his finger from your mouth. “You’re the only one I hate.” you hiss, Hyuck grins with satisfaction at that statement. 

“You’re all mine then.” he smirks, you attempt to shove him off of you with your foot but you’re too weak from getting your shit rocked a few seconds ago, he barely budges. “You wish.” you coo at him, “Yeah I do.” he whispers, a hint of sincerity in his tone. You freeze at his words, “Sh-Shut up and get me a towel.” you stammer, looking away and pointing  to the bathroom in order to change the subject. He shoots you a warm smile before getting up and heading to the bathroom as you have instructed him to. You feel fuzzy inside, but you know you can’t let your guard down around him.

 After cleaning yourself up and clothing yourself, you quietly exit Hyuck’s room as he’s passed out on his bed. The car ride back home is not peaceful in the slightest due to your best friend who has been blowing your phone up ever since you disappeared with the male.

10:57 pm [Mia] : WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU??

10:57 pm [You] : Mia relax I’m fine

10:58 pm [You] : I’m sorry I didn’t tell you…

10:58 pm [You] : I mean I physically couldn’t tell you anything…

10:59 pm [Mia] : Oh my god

10:59 pm [You] : Yeah

10:59 pm [Mia] : No way??? With him??

10:59 pm [You] : Yeah ><

11:00 pm [Mia] : Bitch call me rn

As you end the phone call with your best friend you giggle to yourself at how ridiculous the both of you sounded through the phone. Your thoughts are cut off by the taxi driver’s voice telling you that you have arrived to your destination. You pay him and take the elevator up to your floor since your legs can’t possibly handle going up the stairs after tonight.

Once in your room you undress and get ready to tuck yourself in when you hear your phone ring, it’s a message from an unknown number. You furrow your brows as you slide your finger unlocking your phone, directing you automatically to the message.

11:22 pm [?] : Why did you leave?

11: 22 pm [You] : Who is this?

11:22 pm [?] : Are you fr??

11:23 pm [You] : ???

11:23 pm [?] : ….. It’s Hyuck

11:23 pm [You] : What do you want?

11:23 pm [?] : I just asked why you left

11:24 pm [You] : Uhm to go home?? Duh??

11:24 pm [?] : Next time stay over

11:24 pm [You] : Who said there will be a next time 

11:24 pm [?] : You know there will ;)

11:25 pm [You] : I’m going to block you

11:25 pm [?] : That’s not a no ;)

11:25 pm [You] : Stop texting me

11:25 pm [? sent an image] 

You click on the image only to reveal a picture of Hyuck’s hand holding his cock up. Your eyes widen at the sight followed by a hard swallow.

11:27 pm [You] : I said stop texting me

11:27 pm [?] : That wasn’t a text ;)

[incoming facetime call from ?] 

You stare at your phone ringing, hesitating whether or not to answer, but of course you give in.

“What-” you start to speak but a gasp replaces your words as you watch Hyuck stroke his semi-hard length on the other side of the face call. “He misses you.” he whispers, referring to the member wrapped in his hand. Your throat feels dry, and your hand unconsciously slips to your underwear, pulling it off and rubbing your palm against your clit in an attempt to imitate Hyuck’s girth. “Say something…” he murmurs breaking the awkward silence, his hand still pumping up and down his erection. 

“I-I miss it too… I want it.. in my mouth.” you stammer, your voice barely above a whisper. “Mmmh I want your lips around me, look at how hard I am for you.” he groans, thrusting his cock into his hand. You let out a sigh as you slip a finger into your entrance, mimicking his pace. “Show me.” he orders, and you oblige, lowering the camera down to face your core. “Fuck… so pretty, all those juices going to waste… if only I were there to lick you clean.” he groans, beads of precum forming at his tip.

“I want your cock in me, Hyuck, I want you to stain my insides.” you confess, blushing at your own words. “Yeah? Even though you hate me? You can’t help but love my cock huh?” he teases you, his words ignite a burning sensation in your stomach, making your walls tighten with pleasure. You let out muffled moans, hoping your neighbors won’t hear you. 

“K-keep talking.” you groan, “You like that? You like it when I tell you what I’m gonna do to you? Hmm? I’m gonna fuck you till you won’t even think of leaving, you’ll be so sore yet begging for more, I’ll make you love me.” he declares, almost threatening you. 

“Fuck Hyuck, I’m gonna cum.” you moan out, your fingers curling inside of you as you release your orgasm. “Good girl, such a pretty little voice.” 

“Faster.” you breathe, “Go faster, Hyuck.” you hear him hiss at your words, “I love it when you call my name, be a good girl and say that again for me.” he orders and you obey. “Faster, Hyuck.” that does it for him, you moaning his name is enough to make him fall apart. White streaks spurt out of his cock onto his stomach, your eyes widen at this glorious spectacle. 

“Fuck, look at what you made me do princess, if you only you were here to clean up your mess.” he blames you, clearly amused.

“Next time.” you tease, smacking a hand over your mouth as you just admitted to wanting a round two.

“I knew it.” he laughs. “Dream of me.” he sings, flipping the camera to his face, his golden skin glowing from the light bouncing off of his sweat, he looks damn good. “Maybe.” you answer, biting down at your bottom lip and lifting  your underwear back up. “Well I sure will.” he says before shooting you a wink and disconnecting the call. With that, you plug your phone for it to charge and turn to your side, ready to go to sleep, a faint smile plastered on your face. 

Shheeeeeeshhh HES sooo FUVKIN HES SUMN ELSE

y4ngy4ngs:

kiss me through the phone

cw ! nsfw ! dom!reader x sub!donghyuck. phone sex, choking, all in all it’s pretty tame but i just can’t stop thinking about donghyuck choking himself. i wrote this really quickly, i’m sorry if it’s shit. based on this wonderful interaction with @nct99

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it had been a while since you’d got any kind of alone time with your boyfriend, and it kinda showed. he’d been busy, you’d been busy, and for several reasons you just hadn’t been in the same room for a couple of weeks.

you’d just put down a textbook when your phone lit up with a message notification.

“baby,” it read, decorated with donghyuck’s usual overuse of cute emojis, “can you call me tonight :( i miss u :( i wanna hear ur voice :(”

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jaeffrey-h77:

#pov — you came late, and your seniors asked you to dance as punishment. then you started dancing…

haechan: /smirk; she’s got my attention

johnny: /mumble; she’s confident

what video is this from?

midday0dreams :

* jeno + haechan - smut 🤍

i wrote this half asleep ok.. 

masterlist.

haechan always felt guilty for liking his friend’s girlfriend but he couldn’t help it, his helplessness led to many awkward moments consisting of him ogling you and you, or jeno catching him..this time was no different, you walked passed the boy and his eyes locked on your ass..

jeno approached him chuckling.. haechan prayed for the ground to open and swallow him whole.. “you like her?” he could feel his ears buzzing, panic setting and he began to sweat “n..no” he lied terribly.. jeno kept looking at him, contemplating something.. he looked around and leaned closer “she talks about you know” .. is this is a joke? haechan brain was unable to form a respond.. a minuet passes and jeno adds “you should join us sometimes” and walks away.. 

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peachyxuxi:

haechan: 😳🌞🥰🥺

also haechan: 😏🔥💥🍷

jaemintcookies:

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘

in which your boyfriend haechan showers you with unfiltered adoration after a rough night

genre & warning(s): fluff, implications of sex so suggestive(?), dash of angst(insecurity), dom!haechan x sub!fem!reader, kissing, praise,

a/n: i’m so sorry anon it’s been almost a week :(( i hope you enjoy it tho! as always, feedback is appreciated.

requested?: yes

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alreadyblondenow :

First cum, first serve

▸ Jaemin x reader (Ex Jaemin)
▸ 1,922k words
▸ Smut, Smut, Fluff
▸ Unprotected sex, slight nipple play, overstimulation, rough sex, choking, covering of mouth, sucking of fingers, swearing
▸ Requested and part of B’s giving back event,  Ho Ho Ho?! See anon request message at the end of this drabble.

(If you read Second Star to the Right, this is their second life)

Christmas season, mall hours, and last minute Christmas shopping for your family never went well every damn year. The sound of children crying because their parents don’t want to buy them toys gives you a massive headache, plus your mother is nagging you to go buy her favorite fruit cake through the phone, while your boss kept sending you messages while you’re on call.

It was really crowded but your mother has her own way of making you focus on her annoying voice through the phone that you didn’t see where you’re going now, you just kept on walking straight, and bumps onto someone so hard that your phone fell on the floor.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it-“ he hands you your phone and smiled so sweetly at you.

“Hi, Jaem- Sorry about that. Fuck, you know how my mom can be so annoying during the holidays. I’m just on my way to her favorite bakery to buy her a fruit cake”

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