“You shouldn’t be alone right now,” Taeyang smiled, waving goodbye as the producer called him ready to carry on with the shoot.
As the screen went black, you collapsed back on your bed with a sigh, running your hands stressfully through your hair. Across the corridor, you could hear your mum fumbling around in her bedroom, unable to find a way to get some rest.
It had only been two weeks since your father was admitted to hospital, but at home it felt like a lifetime. You still had many unanswered questions, and a parent at home with you who could barely bring herself to do anything without fretting for her husband.
They were problems that you’d ended up carrying the burden of, bottling it away from Taeyang for most of the time. However, when you denied his fourth proposal of a date night together, he gave you little choice but to tell him what was going on.
That night he had barely slept, worrying about you and your family, calling you as soon as he got a break that morning from work. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for him to know that he needed to step up and be there for you and your family too.
As with most other days, time had completely run away from you after your phone call with Taeyang. You’d tried to encourage your mum to eat, and after burning herself out from stressing, eventually she managed to fall asleep upstairs.
At last, it gave you the time to sort the house out, tidying up the mess that was downstairs. As you did, a knock at the front door disturbed you, drawing you away from the living room and your job of tidying up the coffee table to see who it was.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner,” a familiar voice spoke, watching as your eyes looked up, and a smile appeared on your face.
Straight away you stepped out of the door and into Taeyang’s open arms, settling yourself against his chest. His arms gripped you tightly, squeezing you as he heard you sniffle against the material of his shirt, finally feeling the weight that you carried shrink down.
“How are you?” Taeyang asked, bringing his hand underneath your chin, drawing your eyes up to look at him. “And don’t pretend to be fine, because I can tell that you’re not, I wish you would have told me what was going on sooner than you did Y/N.”
“I’m struggling,” you admitted, feeling the smile on your face drop, “nobody still knows for sure what is going on at the hospital, and I feel like I’m the only one at home doing anything right now, they’re all just relying on me.”
Taeyang took a hold of your hand, walking into your home, kicking the door shut with his foot. He tried his hardest to stay quiet as he took a look around, although Taeyang expected things to be hard, he didn’t quite expect to be greeted by such a mess.
“You sit down on the sofa,” he instructed, grabbing a blanket to drape over you as you settled, “I can tidy all of this up in no time at all, you guys shouldn’t be living like this right now. Where’s your mum too, does she need anything?”
“She’s upstairs, she finally fell asleep, so I just left her,” you informed him, “she’s not slept for days Taeyang, and I don’t know what to do, nothing I’m doing is helping her.”
“How can you ever expect to help her when you’re as stressed as you are Y/N?”
“I can’t leave her when she’s not got dad,” you frowned, laying back against the sofa, “I’m the one who’s got to run the house, and yet I can barely keep myself together right now.”
Taeyang dropped the handful of rubbish that he had in his hand into a bag before making his way over to the sofa too. His arms wrapped around your frame once again, pulling you tightly into his chest, coupled with several kisses to the top of your head.
He couldn’t begin to imagine how hard things had been for you, you pushed as many people out as possible, trying to be strong enough to hold your family together without having to worry about all the other people in your life too, including Taeyang.
“You don’t need to worry so much now,” Taeyang whispered into your ear, “I’m going to be here with all of you, with whatever you need. You can’t carry this weight all by yourself Y/N.”
“I can’t let you do that when you’re so busy with work,” you fretted.
“Let me worry about work, and let me worry about you, and everyone else in your family too. I can’t be happy knowing that you’re hurting,” he softly spoke.
Your hands came up to wipe underneath your eyes, trying to stop your tears from falling down your cheeks. “I can’t remember the last time that I had a proper meal, or a full night of sleep, I try and distract myself, but I just keep thinking about everything again.”
“In that case, tonight, I’m going to stay here, make sure that you and everyone else eat properly, and then we can spend the night together finding something to distract you, that will help you sleep too,” Taeyang promised, giving you an extra tight squeeze.
“You don’t have to do this,” you argued, but his head shook back at you. “I can’t begin to tell you how much I need all of what you’ve just promised Taeyang, it slowly feels as if I’m beginning to fall apart, there’s still so much uncertainty.”
“It can’t be easy at all,” he acknowledged, wiping under your eyes as more tears fell, “but worst of all I can’t believe you’ve carried on as if none of this has happened. You don’t have to be alone now though Y/N, I’m right here for you, for as long as you need.”
“It’s not just me that needs someone right now,” you told him.
His eyes glanced to the staircase, knowing that your mum was still resting, “they’re all important to me too, I’m here for you, and your family as well.”
You smiled weakly across at Taeyang as he moved back to meet your eyes, offering you a reassuring smile. No matter how hard he would have to work to be there for your family, the group, and all of the other little things in his schedule too, the last thing Taeyang could ever bring himself to do was leave you to struggle.
Your family had been nothing but good to him, treating him as one of their own, and now it was time for him to repay the favour to them. Whatever he could do, he would do, in order to make life a little easier for you at home at least.
“Why don’t you lay down here, and I’ll finish tidying the room up. Once I’m done, we can think about ordering, and I’ll even treat you to some of your favourites,” Taeyang suggested.
“You really don’t have to do that; I was going to do it before you arrived.”
His hands gently pushed you back down as you tried to stand up, “I’ve got it under control now, it won’t take me more than a few minutes anyway. You’ve worked hard enough for the past couple of weeks, it’s time for you to rest.”
You laid back out against the sofa, watching on as Taeyang began to tidy up the place. “My mum is going to be so excited to see you here by the way.”
“I’ll greet her as soon as she wakes up,” Taeyang told you, “and I’ll make sure that she eats well too.”
trigger warning(s): sexually suggestive descriptions, mentions of handjob(s), mentions of crying
kinktober day 25 prompt: dacryphilia
Your fingertips caress his cheek, thumbing away the tears. His eyes are closed when you pass your tips over them the second time. Long lashes tickle your palm and a tiny smile creeps up on your face.
“Do you want me to stop?”
Taeyang sniffs but does not reply.
“Do you want to say your safe word?”
His eyes open wide, head shaking vehemently as he brings your palm closer to his naked body.
“No, no,” he pants, bottom lip sticking out. "I still want more."
His chest slowly heaving, breath still rugged from his last orgasm and ravished black hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. What a sight, you think to yourself. Having the man you adore whining, salty tears running like rivers down his caramel cheeks, and the dulcet tone of his voice begging you to ruin him more.
You lean to press a kiss on his left shoulder, fingers dancing around his abdomen until they reached his cock.
Your other arm caresses his cheek, Taeyang nuzzling his face into your arm palm. His tears slowed down, but you can still notice them pooling in the corners of his eyes when your arm moves up and down.
“You always look so beautiful even when you cry,” you whisper.
A/N: Okay, so I think this is the first time I’ve tried to write a strength kink, and I think the scene was rough enough, although I could be wrong, but I have it in the warnings, just incase it was the right amount of roughness, I also feel like I kind of dragged this one out for a long time, duding by the word count.
A63— “I don’t care about the romantic stuff, let’s just watch movies and cuddle.”
Warnings: Explicit language, fluff, smut, slight strength kink, choking, breast play, biting, pussy slapping, fingering, mention of fisting, clit stimulation, hair gripping, face fucking, unprotected sex(reader is on the pill), bruising, rough sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, slight aftercare.
Age Warning: No one will listen to this, but it’s here, I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read any of my fics that contain NSFW/SMUT content, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Even though you will ignore this warning and still read it, but do not take it as educational, it is fiction!
You bite your lip nervously while looking at your closet, you weren’t sure what to wear for your date with Jaeyoon, and you were starting to become nervous, you step away from your closet and move towards your bed, picking up your phone to check the time.
“Fuck!” You curse. “Fuck, what am I going to do?” You drop your phone back on the bed, only to hear it ding, letting you know you had a message, you quickly flit it around and saw Jaeyoon’s name flash up on your screen along with his message letting you know he was outside. “Fun, fuck, oh, fuck.” You could feel your heartbeat drumming in your chest, you exit your bedroom and make your way to the front door, you pull it open and give him a nervous smile, he gives you his wide smile, his dimples on full display before it dropped when he noticed your nervous behaviour.
“Hey, what’s wrong.” He asks, you step back, letting him into your home, you closed your door and lower your gaze to the ground as you turn towards him, his hand moves to your chin, and lifts your head with his fingers. “What’s wrong, honey?” You let out a sigh, your lower lip slightly popping out.
“I don’t think we can go out tonight.” You say, you could see his brows furrowing at your words. “I can’t find anything that will fit for wherever you’re taking me.” His lips form into an ‘O’ and he nods his head.
“Honey, I was just going to take you on a drive to watch the moonlight and talk to you.” He says, but if you were nervous about what to wear then he would much rather stay in. “I don’t know about you, but I don’t care about the romantic stuff, let’s just watch a movie and cuddle instead, that actually sounds much more romantic to me.” you move your face out of his grasp, his hand drops to his side.
“No, let’s go watch the moonlight, let me just go change into something else.” You say, you move to go past him, only for him to capture you in his arms, stopping you from moving any further into your home.
“No, no, no, you know a movie and a cuddle sounds much better than a drive right now.” He says. “And what you’re wearing now.” His eyes lower down, looking at the loose shorts and loose fitted tee you had on. “It’s perfect for a movie and cuddle night.” You look up at him.
“Are you sure?” You softly ask, your lower lip still popped out, your eyes forming into puppy shape as you looked at him, his hands move to your elbows, holding onto you as he lowers his head, he leans his forehead against yours and looks into your eyes.
“Of course.” He softly says. “Now come on, let’s go and prepare your bed for our movie and cuddle session.” Your pout quickly disappears and was replaced with a smile. “There’s that smile I love to see.” He moves his head a little, and presses his lips against yours, kissing you softly, his hands release your elbows before he breaks the kiss. “Let’s go.” He takes your hand into his, interlocking your fingers, and pulls you to the bedroom. “The blankets and pillows are still in the same place, right?”
“Yes, I haven’t decided to move them anywhere else.” You say, you enter the bedroom, and he releases your hand, going straight towards the closest where you kept your blankets and pillows, you move to the bed and begin moving the pillows around, setting them up against the headboard, Jaeyoon drops a bunch of pillows and blankets next to the bed on the floor, thankfully you had cleaned it just that morning otherwise you would have had him running around to clean it up. “Is there any specific movie you want to watch?” You pick up one of the blankets and unfold it, he takes one side of it and spread it over the bed.
“I don’t have anything in mind, we can watch a drama if we can’t find a movie to our liking.” He says, you nod your head and move to pick up another blanket, only for him to take your hand and pull you closer to him, you quickly place your other hand against his chest, feeling his peck underneath your hand, you stare up at him as you were held against his body, his other arm wrap around you, pulling your middle against him. “But suddenly I’m not much in the mood to watch a movie nor a drama.” You could hear your heartbeat drumming in your ears, your eyes move over his plush lips and to his brown eyes that seemed darker than when you had greeted him at the door, you swallow, excitement growing in the pit of your tummy, you didn’t need to be told much more to know what he was in the mood for, you could see it in his eyes and feel it in his grip as his strong arms held you tight against him, the way he used his strength with you only made you grow wet each time he did. “Can we skip the movie and leave the cuddling for later?”
“Yes.” You practically squeal out, feeling his peck move underneath your palm, you could see amusement in his eyes, he was well aware of how much you loved when he used his muscles, he had picked up on it when he had invited you to the gym with hi one time, and he had caught you biting your lip and staring at him through his entire gym session, he had asked you about it afterwards, and you played it off, but he quickly picked up on how you would bite your lip or stare at him when he was busy with something, especially when that something required him to use his strength, but he’s never tried to test out his theory, and seeing you preparing the bed with him, he couldn’t help but think back to all those times, and decided it could be the perfect time to test it, he releases your hand and moves his hand to your waist before picking you up. “Jae!” It sounded more like a moan than anything else, practically confirming to him what he knew already.
“Do you like when I’m picking you up like this, baby?” He asks, turning before tossing you onto the bed, your eyes widen as you look up at him, you swallow as you squeeze your legs together, feeling wetness pooling between your folds, he quickly climbs onto the bed, climbing on top of you, he takes both your hands and pins them to the bed. “Do you want to share something with me, baby?” He had positioned himself perfectly between your legs, making it impossible for you to squeeze them shut without giving yourself away.
“I… Jae…” You begin to stutter, you were already breathing hard, and he hadn’t even touched you yet. “I… your…” He dips his head and brushes his lips over the lobe of your ear.
“Is it my muscles?” He asks, his tone low and husky as he spoke, he felt your legs press against him as you tried to squeeze them shut for friction. “Do you want me to use my strength on you?”
“Jae…” You whimper, squeezing your eyes shut.
“Whimpering already, and I haven’t even touched you.” He says, he releases one of your hands and brings his hand to your face, tracing your cheek with the back of his finger, he moves his head away from your ear. “You know I don’t want to hurt you.” You nod your head, you knew, which was why you never told him or brought it up, you didn’t want to make him feel pressured to do any of the things you hoped and fantasised he would do to you. “But if you want it, then we can test it out, see how it goes, but If hurt you…” You slowly open your eyes and look up at him. “Do you want it?”
“Yes, please…” You softly say. “Only if you feel comfortable doing it, otherwise…” He looks into your eyes, seeing the need in them.
“I’m not going to go all out, I don’t want to injure you.” He says, you nod your head, his hand moves away from your cheek and pins your wrist into the bed, lowering his head, his lips touch yours with a bruising kiss, making you taste how hungry he is, making you realise just how rough he could be, it felt completely different from the usual soft sensual kisses he gave in moments like these, he takes your bottom lip between his teeth and nibbles on it before releasing it and breaking away from the kiss, hips lips move over your jaw, you turn your head, giving him access to your neck, you feel his teeth move over your neck, making you shiver.
“Jae…” You whisper, his hands release yours as he moves to sit upright on his knees, he looks down at you, you turn your head to look at him, watching as he purposely flexed his muscles, you press your legs against him, fleeing your wetness increasing. “Jae!” You could see him smiling at your reaction, your jaw slacks as you feel his hand suddenly wrap around your neck, you knew he wasn’t going to press down against your skin, but feeling his hand around your throat was enough to make you clench your walls.
“You really like that, don’t you, baby?” He asks, you try to nod your head. “Use your words.” His tone was authoritative.
“Yes!” You say, you lift your hands and wrap them around his wrist. “I love it!” To him, the sight looked different from it usually did, and he had no idea that he would actually like seeing his hand around your neck, you slide your hands up his arms, stopping when you reach his biceps, you feel his fingers twitch against your skin, you meet his eyes and saw the wheels practically turning in his head as he held a debate with himself. “I trust you.” He gently squeezes down on your neck after hearing your words, your insides churn at the feeling.
“So pretty with my hand around your neck.” He says. “Like it was meant to be there.” He releases your neck, pulling his hand away, you release his biceps before feeling his hands move to the tee you had on, his eyes move over it. “This is old, isn’t it?” You nod your head, you’ve had it for years, and only wore it when you wanted to be comfortable, your eyes widen as you hear the fabric being torn apart by his hands, you should be mad, you should be raging, but instead your hips bucked, and your back bent away from the bed. “No bra?” He pushes the fabric away from your tummy, revealing your bare chest to him. “It’s like you hoped this would happen.” He places his hand against your tummy, covering your belly button as he does. “You in a torn-up shirt, why does this look so hot?” His hand slides up your tummy before moving towards one of your tits, he cups it and begins pressing his fingers into the fleshy skin.
“Jae… Jae…” You moan, his eyes move away from your chest and stop on your face, you were breathing hard from just his touch, from what he was doing to you, all just because he was being a little rougher than usual, which made him wonder what would happen if he were to get just the slightest bit rougher than he already was, he takes your nipple between his fingers and twists it before pulling it. “JAE!” He releases your nipple and moves his hand to your other tit, gripping it with a rough grip.
“Fuck, look at you, reacting like this.” He says. “Sit upright, let me remove this torn shirt.” His hand disappears from your tit, you sit upright, he roughly grips the fabric and pushes it down your shoulders, quickly discarding it, he tosses it over his shoulder. “Lay down, hands above your head.” You lay back and move your hands above your head your fingers touch the headboard and pillows, he grips your wrists with one hand as he leans down, his lips move over the curve of your breasts, stopping to bite into the skin, your back arches into him at the sensation, he pulls away to look at the mark, making sure it wasn’t too harsh, when he was happy that it wasn’t, he lowered his head, and kissed your hardened nipple.
“Jae, please…” You whine.
“Please, what?” He says. “Use your words, princess.” You look down at him, eyes filled with lust.
“Suck my nipple.” You say, his mouth wraps around the bud, and he tugs at it. “JAE!” You could feel his teeth moving over the bud as he pulled at it, you press your head into the mattress, closing your eyes. “Fuck, that feels so good!” Your words seem to encourage him as he pulled a little harsher on your nipple before releasing the bud with a loud pop, your skin flares up and the room felt like it had been set alight as the temperature rose, he releases your wrists as he moves himself lower, moments later you feel his hand pressing down against your thigh.
“How wet are you?” He asks. “How wet did everything get you?” You open your eyes and lift your head to look at him. “Answer me, how wet do you think you’ve become?”
“Dripping wet…” You whisper, his hand moves between your legs and move your shorts aside, he lowers his gaze, a smirk begins growing on his lips.
“Fucking soaked.” He states, he moves his finger over your panties, collecting your arousal that had formed on the fabric. “You’ve ruined your panties, baby girl.” You swallow as you watch him lift his hand, you could see his finger glistening with your arousal, you knew you were wet, but you hadn’t realized that you had already soaked your panties. “Bend your legs, let me remove this and have a better look.” You do as he says, and bend your legs, pressing your knees into the bed to lift your hips for him, his fingers curl around the elastic of your shorts and panties, pulling them down, you lower your hips and lift your feet, his eyes catch sight of your open folds as he removes your shorts and panties completely. “Fuck, did everything I do make you this wet?” He tosses the clothes aside, you lower your feet back down to the bed, he suddenly pushes one of your legs down against the bed, pushing it upwards to spread you more open for him while his other hand moves closer to your pussy, his middle finger traces over your folds, seeing it glisten in the light. “I can’t believe how dripping wet you are, baby.” His finger moves past your folds, feeling the warmth from your folds against his finger, his finger disappears for a second before you heard the squelching sound of your wetness echoing around the room.
“JAE, FUCK!” You moan, you had felt your wetness cover your inner thighs when his hand collided with your pussy, his finger slips to your entrance, and he easily slips the digit inside you, the stretch felt light yet delicious, he curls and uncurls his finger inside you, causing a tightening feeling to build inside you.
“Hmm, you feel so good, I could just fuck you right now without needing to warm you up.” He says, his finger disappears from your entrance before you felt his hand collide with your pussy again.
“SHIT!” You scream, the feeling absolutely blissful. “Jae…” You whimper as you felt two digits entering you this time, the stretch more delicious, the sound of your wetness squelching filled the room as he pumps his fingers in and out of you.
“Fuck, I bet I could fit my entire fist into you.” He says, you lower your head and close your eyes, squeezing around his fingers. “Oh, you would like that, wouldn’t you.” He curls his fingers inside you, touching that sweet spot inside you, warmth travels up from your legs and up to the pit of your tummy, his fingers disappears from your entrance again.
“FUCK, JAEYOON!” You scream, it was like he had found his new favourite thing to do, and that was slapping your pussy and fingering you, your clit was throbbing, wanting to feel another spa against it, three fingers easily enter you.
“Before you get too excited about getting fisted, we’ll leave that for another time.” He says, he curls his fingers inside you, touching your sweet spot once again. “I don’t want to wait too long to feel your walls clench around my cock instead.” Your walls reacted on instinct at his words and clench around his fingers. “Yeah, just like that.” He turns and twists his fingers inside you, making sure to rub almost every part of your walls.
“Hmm, Jae… fuck, it feels good.” You breathe out, his fingers disappear once again, you prepare for another slap against your pussy. “FUCK!” Instead of slipped his fingers back inside you, he started circling your clit with them, giving the throbbing nub attention also, he takes the nub between his fingers and pinch it, you could feel a rush of pleasure coursing through your veins. “JAE, OH, FUCK!” Your head thrashes around against the mattress, he releases your clit and moves his fingers back to your entrance, the sound of your wetness moving filled the room once again, you could hear him pumping his fingers in and out of you with a quick pace, curling them inside you every now and then, rubbing against that sweet spot inside you, you could feel sweat forming on your skin as you neared your high, the tension suddenly snaps inside you. “JAEYOON, FUCK, OH MY…” Your hips buck into his hand as you release around his fingers, fireworks explode behind your eyelids as your mind was thrown into the clouds, your fingers grab the pillows above you, tugging at them, your jaw slacks as pleasure consumes your entire being.
Jaeyoon watched your body shake with pleasure, hearing and seeing your wetness increasing around his fingers, he could feel his cock pressing against his jeans, he was rock hard from seeing you react the way you did, if he had known you had a strength kink earlier, he would have used it to his advantage much earlier, he presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing the nub as his fingers slowly pump in and out of you, easing you through your high, your body relaxes from the high and your eyes open halfway, you stare up at the ceiling as you feel his fingers disappear from inside you, his thumb, however, stayed on your clit.
“Can you suck me off, baby?” He asks. “I think you need to suck me off before I fuck you.” He could see your pussy muscles twitch at his words, you lift your head to look at him.
“Fuck… yes, please.” You moan out, he climbs off the bed, making you feel almost cold without him there between your legs, you watch as he discards of his shirt before moving his hands to his jeans, you sit upright and moves onto your knees and hands, crawling to the edge of the bed.
“Fuck, you’re so good for me, baby girl.” He says, he undoes his jeans and pushes them down, careful not to hurt his erect cock, he quickly removes his jeans before moving his hands to his underwear, you lick your lips seeing a wet patch just starting to form on the grey fabric, he pushes his underwear down and uses his foot to kick it aside, he steps closer to the bed, you look up at him, one of his hands wrap around his cock while his other hand reaches for your hair, grabbing a fist full of it. “Make me feel good, baby.” He presses the head of his cock against your lips, coating them with the pre-cum leaking from his slit, your jaw drops, and he inserts himself in your mouth, your lips close around his girth, he slowly pushes more of him into your mouth, stopping once he felt you had taken enough of him in your mouth, he slips out of your mouth halfway before pushing back in, filling your mouth, causing drool to form at the corners of your mouth. “Oh, fuck, your mouth… fuck, it feels so good.” The feeling of your warm wet mouth around his cock was driving him crazy.
“But we both know it’s nothing compared to what your pussy feels like.” He says, his pace quickens and his grip in your hair tightens, your eyes never left his face, you watch as his jaw clenched and as pleasure formed on his facial features. “Fuck… baby.” You could see him swallow, w watching his Adam’s apple bopping up and down as he does, his hips roll into your mouth and his breath becomes deeper and deeper with each thrust, drool rolls down your chin and hits the mattress below you.
“Hmm-mmh.” You moan around his cock, the vibrations from your moan travels through his cock.
“Ohh, fuck, baby…” He moans. “I need to be inside you, fuck, I need to be inside you.” His cock hits the back of your throat before he completely removes himself from your mouth, strings of saliva breaking off, he looks down at the sight. “Fuck…” His eyes roll to the back of his head at the sight, he releases your hair, you quickly sit back on the bed before moving onto your back, without a word, he climbs onto the bed and moves between your legs, before gripping the back of your knee, he lifts one of your legs and places it against his shoulder, his other hand wraps around his cock, and he drags his length through your folds, costing himself with your arousal before moving the head of his cock to your entrance. “You know what to say, right, baby?”
“Yes.” You say, knowing he meant the safe word, he pushes the head of his cock inside you before unwrapping his hand from around himself and moves it to your hip, his hand grips your hip as he slowly pushes himself in, inch by inch, your jaw slacks and your eyes shut at the sensation of his cock filling and stretching you. “Fuck… Jaeyoon… Jae…” You feel his grip tightening before your hips were lifted from the mattress, your eyes shot open as you watch the scene unfold, his hand on your leg slides down to your hip, both his hands were now gripping your hips, creating bruises to decorate your skin with, he looks down at you once he was fully inside you, watching for any sign that he should stop or be gentler, once he was sure you was still comfortable he slides his cock out halfway before snapping his hips into yours. “FUCK!” Your hands grip the fleece blanket, pulling at it, the sound of your wetness quickly filled the room as he rolled his hips into yours, finding a decent pace quick enough, your walls clench around him as his girth brush along your walls, giving you nothing but pleasure. “Jae… oh my fucking… there, oh like that.” You could feel his fingers digging into your skin, and you just hoped he wouldn’t take it as a sign to not do this again in the future, the feeling of your warm walls clenching around him caused his mind to spin, the sensation felt too good to explain.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He groans. “Fitting around me perfectly.” Your eyes fall shut.
“Jae…” You whimper.
“Like you were made to be fucked by me.” He says. “Fuck, milking my cock so good.” The sound of your breathy moans bounced off the walls along with his filthy words and his groans and grunts, his hand releases your hip and his arm wraps around your thigh as he moves his hand to your pussy.
“Jae… fuck.” You moan, his hips snap harshly into yours, hitting you deeply, making stars appear behind your eyelids. “FUCK, OH, JAEYOON!” He knew he had hit the right spot as he felt your walls practically clamp down around him.
“Fuck, so there it is.” He grunts, his hand reaches your pussy, and he slides a finger towards your throbbing clit.
“JAE!” You moan, you feel his finger rub the sensitive nub, you could feel a tightening feeling building inside you, you squeeze your eyes tighter, stares quickly forming behind them, his finger disappears. “JAE!” His fingers slap against your clit, throwing your mind into the clouds, you press your head into the mattress as you release around his cock, your toes curl in pleasure and your muscles twitch.
“Fuck, baby.” He grunts, you pull at the fleece blanket as you go through your high, he was chasing his own high as he felt it approach, just feeling you release around him made his head spin, he rubs your clit, easing you through your high and causing another one to build up as that one was settling, the tension felt like it never left your body, sweat coated your skin, and you felt your hair sticking to the back of your neck and shoulders, the room felt like it was a sauna with how hot it had become.
“FUCK!” You scream, your walls rapidly clench around him as another orgasm hits you, the sound of your wetness sounded so sinful as it filled the room, his hand moves away from your clit and goes to your neck, his fingers lightly grip your neck, you feel your wetness stick to your skin, you couldn’t help but moan his name. “JAEYOON!” Feeling his hand wrap around your throat was adding to the euphoric feeling you were already experiencing, he lowers his gaze to where he was connected to you, watching his cock disappear and reappear, coated with your wetness, it caused something to build inside him, he slowly moves his gaze higher until he reached his hand that was wrapped around your neck, the sight sends him over the edge and the throbbing feeling in his cock snaps, spurts of cum coat your walls as he releases deep inside you, his grip on your hip tighten as his thrusts become uneven, his eyes roll to the back of his head before they shut.
“FUCK!” He moans, his jaw slacks as a low grunt leaves his lips, you could feel him filling you with his load and felt it leaking from your entrance, making a mess on the blanket, you slowly descend from your high, breathing hard, you felt his hips rocking into yours as he eases himself through his high, you open your eyes and move your gaze to him, you blink a few times, adjusting your eyes after having them squeezed shut so tightly, you could see his black hair sticking to his forehead, damp from the sweat, your eyes move lower and saw sweat droplets on his torso, rolling down his honey-toned skin, his hips meet yours one final time before stopping, his cock still inside you, you watch as he breathes in deeply, trying to get his breathing under control, he opens his eyes and look down at you, his grip on your hips disappear and his hand around your neck vanishes, his eyes move over your form, searching for any sign of bruises he may have left, only fining the marks he had just created with his grip.
“Don’t you dare think you’ve hurt me.” You quickly say, wanting to put a stop to any of the thoughts he may have started getting. “Fuck, I loved it.” He removes your leg from his shoulder, gently laying it down on the bed. “Jae… this, this… I wanted this, you didn’t hurt me.”
“Are you sure?” He asks. “Because looking at these, they’re going to bruise.” He could feel your walls clench around his cock that was starting to grow limp inside you.
“Fuck, I hope so.” You say, his brows furrow as he looks at you, his head tilting to the side, confusion filling his once lust-filled eyes. “That would be so hot, to look in the mirror and know how good my boyfriend made me feel.” He pulls out from you and moves to sit on the edge of the bed, you could feel the mixture of your releases spilling from you, you move to sit, feeling the wetness coat your thighs, you move closer to him and place your hands on his shoulders, and kiss his shoulder blades. “If I didn’t feel good, I would have let you know, please don’t feel bad.” Your lips move over the back of his neck before you placed your chin on his shoulder, next to your hand. “We don’t have to do it again if you don’t want to, but I absolutely loved it.” He turns his head, looking more at ease than he did when he was on top of you.
“Maybe… Maybe we should try it a few more times.” He says. “Just to be sure that it’s not something I like.” He stands from the bed, you release his shoulders and watch him as he turns around to look at you. “Come on, let me go clean you, and tend to your every need.”
“Is it as good as you imagined?” you ask, stepping into the room.
Jaeyoon’s eyes sparkle at the sight of your almost bare body. The blush pink delicate lace hugging your waist to the top of your hips. You crawl onto the edge of the bed, Jaeyoon still unable to remove his gaze from your body.
He was not the type to buy you lingerie very often, but with this one, he just had to. He knew from the first moment the ad popped up on his laptop’s screen how perfect you would look in it.
“It’s much better,” he finally answers, hands raising to meet your tiny frame hugging his chest. “Much, much better.”
He presses his lips on your shoulder, letting the thin strap fall down your arm. Jaeyoon pauses for another moment to take in how beautiful you looked. The white flowers decorating your chest almost made you seem like an angel; which he would argue that you were more of a devilish goddess.
But right now all words fail when the tips of his fingers brush against your clothes core, the wet spot growing bigger, the more his fingers rub your pussy through the see-through material.
His other arm runs up your side, his thumb rubbing your nipple through the delicate embroidery. You’re still avoiding his gaze, your cheeks currently the same pale pink shade as your new lingerie.
“Jaeyoon,” you murmur with your head against his chest, hips working on their own to get that high from merely his fingers, “do you want to take it off for me?”
He smiles, lips meeting your rosy cheek.
“I want to ruin you a bit more while you wear my present, do you mind, angel?”
a/n: I wrote this in a hurry with Yoo Tae in mind but decided to leave it with an optional bias instead; excuse any mistakes and sorry for the repetitive usage of some words <3
Warm rays of sunlight playfully dance on your skin, making you look even more ethereal to him in this moment. His fingers gently caress the contours of your face, silently admiring every part of it. He leans closer and places sweet, tender kisses, starting from your forehead, to your nose, your chin, your cheeks to your lips, his final destination.
"Good morning, princess.", he says with his deep morning voice.
You open your eyes, sleep was still lingering on them, and look at him with a pouty expression on your face. "How do even you know I'm awake?", they non-verbally ask him. His starry eyes are lovingly staring at yours. He can read you like a book and yet you somehow always manage to surprise him with how adorable and naïve you are sometimes. You awoke something wild in him, a strong instinct he find it difficult to control at times.
He can't help but giggle at your cuteness and attacks you with more kisses. Your laughter echoes through the bedroom, causing the sun to shine even brighter in the early hours of the day.
"What's gotten into you this morning?", you ask and he suddenly stops his actions.
"I've missed you.", he says and burries his face in the crook of your neck.
"Why? I've been here with you all the time.", you ask your lover, your fingers are gently running through his soft hair.
"I know. But you weren't there, in my dreams. I was scared that you left.", he exhales deeply and silence settles between you.
"I'll never leave you, my love. I would be the biggest loser if I do that. I'll always be there for you, even if you can't see me. I want you to remember this, okay?", you say after a minute with a firm voice as you make him look at you, so that he can see how sincere you are.
"I adore you, Y/N.", he whispers and his hand snakes around your waist, pulling you into him, while his lips find their way back to yours. His kiss is deep, emotional, a little rough, yet gentle. You caress his neck and pull him closer to you, wanting to feel him in every possible way. If that was even possible. Your souls already belonged to one another, long before your hearts and bodies did, long before you caught a glimpse of each other in this lifetime.
trigger warning(s): sexual depictions, mentions of alcohol, swear words
kinktober day 23 prompt: drunk sex
Inseong giggles into the crook of your neck, making you squirm underneath him.
“It tickles,” you reply, still laughing.
“Baby, help me,” his bottom lip is sticking out as he looks up at you.
He ways looked adorable whenever he got tipsy. Clinging to you like a baby koala, lips puckered at all times chanting for “kissy kissy” as he called them at this time. You were equally high of his love but far less intoxicated on alcohol.
You laugh as Inseong guides your own hand to his erection. He sulks, burying his face in the crook of your neck one more time.
“If you keep laughing at me, you won’t get any of this,” his hand motions to your naked bodies cuddles together under the covers.
“Babe, you look so cute, I can’t help it.”
You feel his tip enter you slowly. His thrusts are a little lazy, but you do not mind, loving the way his warmth engulfed you and his lips were pressed to your skin. You hook one leg around his waist as Inseong quickens his pace.
“Am I still cute?” he mumbles, lifting his head to place more kisses on the side of your neck.
You nod, biting your lower lip, hearing your boyfriend’s breathy moans. Your walls tighten around his cock, Inseong gripping at your hips harder; his parted lips desperately nipping on the rosy spot on your neck.
“Inseong, shit,” you whisper, lifting your hips off the mattress to meet his reckless thrusts. “More, more,” you moan, tugging at his hair.
His teeth graze the skin, tongue triumphantly passing over the hickey. His mouth goes lower, palms guiding your hips to meet his rough pace. He pants, hitting the spot that always made you go crazy.
“Am I still cute?” he mumbles, tongue swirling around your hard nipple, teeth teasing the sensitive spot.
trigger warning(s): sexually suggestive depictions, lap dancing, dry humping, thigh riding, soft praise kink, kind of sub-ish idol but not really, the song i had in mind while writing this
kinktober day 22 prompt: lap dance
Your fingers ran along Taeyang’s sides, chest pressed on the side of his chest. His white shirt falling loosely around his neck, the v cut making it a little easier for you to see the gentle lines of his chest. He sways around with you, the soft beats surrounding your dim bedroom.
“Why don’t you dance for me? I miss watching you dance.”
A coy smile flashes on his lips.
You step back, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Taeyang closes his eyelids, turning his back to you. His arms swing softly to the beat, feet following the rhythm of the song you chose. He was not expecting such a sensual song, but he does not complain. Taeyang always loved putting on a show for you.
And he does it now as well, his palms touching his skin, one of them firmly grabbing his belt when he snaps his hips to the front. You lick your lips, a playful smile encouraging him to continue. His waist bends forward, parted lips mouthing the lyrics finishing the verse with a wave. His palm continues to caress his own body; teasingly lifting the white shirt so you can glance at his toned abs.
“Come here,” you smile, pointing your finger to your lap.
Your boyfriend chews on his lower lip, hips snapping again to the beat drop. He kneels a few feet away from you, arms pulling the white shirt off in a single motion. His body twists to the music, fingers passing through his hair and down to his lips. His tongue grazes his digits, which he lets loose down to his chest and below.
Your eyebrows raise in shock. How did you not notice the obvious bulge in his sweat pants until now?
“Sunshine, you're so beautiful,” you whisper, but you forget everything else watching Taeyang crawl on all four towards your seat.
His hands force open your legs and you whine in response when his face snakes dangerously close to your core. A faint wave of shyness washes over you, feeling his hot breath fawn over your body.
“Fuck,” you throw your head back, hoping Taeyang did not catch your rose-colored cheeks. “You look pretty hot between my legs.”
“You think?” his tone is hushed as he presses his lips to your inner thigh.
He uses them to lift himself to your eye level. He crawls on top of your lap just like you asked him to a bit earlier. His hips rut into yours, mouth hanging open as an almost inaudible moan comes out.
“You’re so pretty,” you whisper, leaning back on your elbows. "You're doing so good, love. Go on, I love it so much."
His movements quicken, eyelids falling shut and his whole body feeling as if it was on fire. He goes deeper, making sure you can feel how needy he was. His bulge is pressed against your thighs, Taeyang gently purring when he feels you move them for more friction.
“Would you touch me?”
“Anything you want, my sunshine,” you answer through hooded lids, watching him hover on top of you.
Your fingers pass through his dark hair, lips teasing his.
You and Youngbin are having a wedding photoshoot and you include Jamong in it because this sweet puppy baby is an important part of your family that accepted you even before you two started dating and imagine the amount of love, snuggles and puppy kisses and Jamong bringing your wedding rings and barks happily once this very important mission is successfully completed I'm... 🥺
Pairing: undercover!Hwiyoung x fem!reader ft. Sf9 members as mafia members
Warnings: mentions of death, guns, smut, suggestive content
Word count: 1790 words
Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff from time to time, smut/suggestive content
Plot: being the daughter of a dealer wasn't easy, especially when he had so many debts and was now dead. Ever since your dad passed away, you've been paying his debts with your own life and body but fortunately that is about to change when a charming boy appears out of the blue to save you. But, is he going to give you a better life or you're just changing the location of your doom? Is he trying to protect you from others or does he also want to use you like an exchange currency like everyone else did?
A/N: We're psrinting towards the end of this series and ngl I don't want it to end 😭 hope you guys enjoy this fluffish chapter ❤❤
Taglist -> @staysstrays @grungiejaems @io-is-lame @ailoveyuta @jaysbestie @mayfifolle @slut-for-fandoms @forevrglow (ask me to be added!)
“A promise is a promise. You better be bringing the ramen before I change my mind about letting you go out alone.” Hwiyoung said through the phone speaker as you were on your way to the nearest convenience store to fulfill the promise you made a week ago. You didn’t really know at what point of your ridiculous life you changed deals with your own body or money for food deals but you had to admit you liked them more than the first ones, especially if it meant spending some time with Hwiyoung.
Even though his words at the shooting range kept repeating in your mind like a mantra, you couldn’t help feeling slightly attracted to that boy. Maybe it was that he was pretty handsome, don’t try to fool yourself, or maybe it was that he has been the only one paying attention to your feelings and worried about you in the last months, but you had to admit that, slowly, your mind was clouded with thoughts involving him. Whenever he went out of the small apartment, whenever he handed you a piece of pizza on Friday nights while you watched a movie, whenever he fell asleep on your shoulder because he was too tired to stay awake while watching TV, whenever he went to take a shower… Geez, (Y/N) what the hell is wrong with you?? Stop thinking stuff like that, you’re just a friend for him or not even that. Stop being so damn delusional. You thought to yourself, mentally facepalming yourself as you took the ramen bucket he let you know was his favorite. Why can’t I get him out of my mind? How is it possible that I get so immersed in thoughts about him? You kept asking yourself, completely clueless about the reason why you were feeling that way towards the long haired boy. Is it because he’s a policeman and I have a thing for men in uniform???? Nah, what the hell are you thinking about (Y/N)? Though it could be a good reason, he really looks good on that leather jacket of his. You kept talking to yourself as you waited for the girl to tell you the price for the two ramen buckets. “Excuse me ma’am, it’s 1176 ₩.” The girl said once again, finally knocking you out of your little trance. “Oh, yeah, I’m sorry. Here, thank you.” You said, bowing at the girl and giving her the money before you exited the store to head to Hwiyoung’s location.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Hwiyoung said, surprised yet with worry written all over his face as soon as he saw you entering the police station offices. “I brought your ramen, didn’t you say I had to keep my promise?” You said, handing him the bag with the ramen buckets and giving him a confused look. “Have you gone crazy? I didn't mean you had to come here with this. If someone sees you in here they will suspect.” Hwiyoung whispered into your ear as he took the bag from your hands. You remained silent, looking at him with an apologetic look letting him know you didn’t think about what the consequences of you going to the police station could be. “Come here.” He said, grabbing your wrist and dragging you to a random room.
As soon as he opened the door, you found yourself on a beautiful rooftop. He lowkey knew he would have to take you there someday if he wanted to keep an eye on you and, actually, he really liked the idea of eating lunch with you in there, making you both feel like normal people even if it was just for a short span of time. “Next time you decide to come here, remember to at least wear a face mask so others can’t see your face that easily.” He said, letting you get on the rooftop and closing the door right after him. "I would have thought about that if you didn’t call me in a hurry to buy the ramen buckets.” You complained, trying to excuse yourself so he wouldn’t nag at you, just like a kid trying to get rid of their parents’ nagging. “Yeah, and you still just bought two…” Hwiyoung said disappointed as soon as he opened the bag and saw you just bought one bucket for each. “Tsk, how much did you want me to buy??” You said, ready to nag him for eating so much junk food, but backing off when you noticed you were nobody to nag him about eating badly. Not only because you did exactly the same but because you were actually nobody to him even if it hurt you. Little did you know how you have been clouding his mind as well lately.
“Were you hungry?” Hwiyoung said, a weak smile threatening his lips as he watched you desperately eating. “It’s been ages since the last time I ate one of these.” You said with chubby cheeks and a wide smile spreading on your red lips. You couldn’t remember when was the last time your dad bought you a ramen bucket and you shared it with him. You could even bet it was when you were still in school and he had to deal during the night and he could barely get out of bed to pick you up from school. Hwiyoung, on the other hand, has eaten that ever since he started helping his dad at the police station. He was so immersed and busy on the different cases that he barely had time to think about cooking or even eating sometimes. Plus he, unlike you, has shared one of those ramen buckets with a lot of people throughout his life. But he had to admit this one was his favorite. Seeing you enjoy the meal as much as you were, made him feel happy somehow. And without even noticing, the weak smile that threatened his lips a few seconds ago, was now spreading widely on his red lips as well as he looked at you ever so fondly.
“You have some soup on the corner of your lips.” He said giggling, slurping and swallowing the leftover soup from his bucket. You shyly took one of the napkins placed on the small table you were sitting at and tried to remove the stain of soup Hwiyoung has mentioned. “Did I remove it?” You asked clueless, avoiding his eye contact. You would have been too shy and embarrassed if you locked eyes with him. “Not yet.” He said, looking at you with a soft yet teasing gaze. Once again, you scrubbed the napkin on your lips in another attempt to remove the stain. “Now?” You asked once again, slightly looking at him but removing your eyes from his quickly. He motioned another ‘no’ with his head as another smile appeared on his lips. “You’re teasing me right? I don’t have any leftovers on my lips, do I?” You said, ready to fight him if he was just messing around. The only answer you got was a soft giggle from him and right after you saw him getting closer to you. His face was suddenly inches from yours, his hand was slightly brushing yours while the other was getting closer to your lips, his eyes were locked with your parted lips and your cheeks were burning in light red for sure. Suddenly, you could feel his thumb caressing the corner of your lip, removing the stain he promised you had. His touch was gentle, making you melt into it.
Finally his eyes met yours and you could feel your cheeks getting even more red if that was possible. “You did have a leftover.” He said, showing you his spotted finger, giving you a teasing smile right after, before he pulled away from you and cleaned his thumb with another napkin. He left you speechless, just like he did when you were at the shooting range. What were you supposed to say after the boy you feel attracted to acts like that? You had no idea and not even he knew what just happened.
A few hours went by and, surprisingly, you both could go back home together. “Wear this.” Hwiyoung said, handing you a face mask. You shyly took it and wore it just like he told you to do. He was kind of right, you could get in really big trouble if anyone discovered what you two were doing. “How come we can go back home together?” You said, swinging your bag back and forth as you both walked back home. “I don’t have much more to do there so why not go back with you?” He answered, looking down at you as he flashed a small smile at you. Even though you couldn’t see it because of the mask, it felt as warm as it always felt. “You know? I could finally feel like a normal day today. Thank you.” You said, giving him another soft smile. You didn’t even know why you were thanking him. Maybe it was just for today or maybe it was because of all the things he has done for you ever since you started living with him. But you suddenly noticed how grateful you were towards the boy walking right beside you. “Why are you thanking me? I did nothing.” He said giggling, moving his gaze from you to the front, admiring the beautiful scenery. “You saved me from hell. That’s more than enough.” You said, honesty reflected on your gleaming orbs. “I always wished to have someone with whom I could share my life and thoughts. Good and bad ones. So I could feel like I wasn’t all by myself in this shitty world.” You suddenly confessed. You didn’t have a reason to open your heart out of the blue, you just felt like doing so. After all, he was the reason for your smiles lately, he definitely deserved having an explanation about your thoughts. “Well, here I am. What are your other two wishes?” Hwiyoung suddenly said. He sounded really convinced of what he was saying but you couldn’t help the nervous laugh that escaped your lips when he pronounced those words. “Are you throwing such a terrible pick up line at me?” You said laughing, making him slowly laugh as well, probably full of embarrassment. “I guess I’m not that good when it comes to flirting.” He said giggling, locking his eyes with the floor and scratching the back of his neck, too embarrassed to look down at your laughing figure.
If only you knew how I would love it if that pick up line was real… You both thought to yourselves, completely clueless of each other’s thoughts as you both walked towards the little apartment you both now called home.
A/N: This is for @taichoushadow , you had a tough day today, and I know you said you’re just dipping your toe into the water to see, but look at him with the squirtles, yes, I am using him and your favourite pokemon to make this, hope it brings some comfort, I also didn’t know how to end it... so...
The scent of nature fills your lungs, the soft breeze blew against your warm skin making you open your eyes, the dandelion field you were sitting in looked so peaceful, so calm as the wind gently blew, your eyes move lower, seeing the blanket beneath you and then your legs and then the legs of the person that was with you, your eyes move high until you found your hands owed together, the warmth coming from his hand as you held his, fingers interlaced, this peaceful moment with someone you loved, someone you knew loved you, your eyes slowly move up along his arm, his skin tone looking so beautiful, it almost seemed like it was glowing, your eyes finally settle on his face.
A soft smile on his lips, his eyes closed, head slightly tilted upwards, he was taking in the fresh air from nature also, enjoying this moment with you, he had invited you out when he had learned you needed a day of peace, a moment to escape, and he was going to make sure you have an entire week of it with him, but he would tell you that later, for now, he wanted you to relax and unwind from everything.
“I can feel your eyes on me,” Seokwoo says, you look down and smile, you hear his clothes moving as he looks in your direction. “Don’t look away now, look back at me.” You lick your lips and lift your head. “There’s that beautiful face.”
“Seokwoo…” You mutter, he smiles and lifts your hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss the back of your hand.
“Oh, I have something to give you.” He says, turning away from you for a moment, you hear something moving as he struggles to unzip the bag he had brought with him, you tilt your head as you see him struggle. “Uhm, I almost have it.” You giggle and release his hand.
“Use both, don’t frustrate yourself.” You say, he looks at you and gives you a grateful smile before looking back at the bag he was trying to open, he finally pulls it open and takes something out.
“You mentioned you like these, and I saw it in a store, which made me think of you.” He says, he turns back to you, cutely looking at you, you were just starting to get lost in his eyes when he moved his hands back into sight, something blue catching your eye, you look down and saw a faint Squirtle plush in his hands.
“Seokwoo… Oh.” You say, he lifts it up to his face, your smile only grows as you see him turning it sideways.
“I hope you like me,” Seokwoo says, changing his voice slightly, you reach out and take the plush from him, putting it on your lap.
“I like you both.” You say, you look at Seokwoo. “Especially you, since you remembered what I said.” He smiles and leans closed, pecking your cheek.
“I’m glad you do, and I also have another surprise for you.” He says, you nod your head, waiting for him to continue. “I’m taking you to a cabin for a week, I’m not taking no for an answer, I want to spend some quality time with you.” Your jaw drops at his words, an entire week? “You need the week also, to recharge and refresh from everything.” You lean towards him, one hand holding the plush and one arm wrapping around his shoulder.
“Seokwoo…” You whisper, close to tears, they were forming in your eyes. “Oh, you’re amazing… gosh.”
trigger warning(s): sexually suggestive descriptions, swear words, mentions of choking, sir kink but make it spicy teacher, student-teacher relationship (everyone of legal age)
kinktober day 21 prompt: sir kink
Everyone knew how ruthless professor Kang could be you were no stranger to his punishments and the hoard of extra assignments for a better grade.
“But I swear I sent the project before midnight. There must be some kind of error,” you complained, leaning back in the wooden chair.
Your professor clicks his tongue turning the laptop towards you. His index points to a timestamp and you wish he did not catch you roll your eyes.
“What does this say, miss Y/L/N?”
“There must have been an error. I promise you, Chanhee...”
He raises his eyebrows, stepping away from his desk. The room was too quiet and you could almost hear your heartbeat.
“Yes?” your voice is softer now, knowing his name slipped up the first time.
“What were our rules? When we are at the university...?” he expects you to finish the sentence.
“I am not allowed to call you by your name.”
Your colleagues knew you and professor Kang’s relationship has always been tense, but they did not know it was much more than that. Much more than being a student with a smart mouth and a cold teacher.
You met during spring break, Chanhee’s eyes melting at the sight of the slightly tipsy young girl bumping into him before apologizing profoundly and sending him a flying kiss as a second apology. And it continued even after your heart almost stopped when you saw him step into the classroom, introducing himself as your new cinema history teacher.
“It’s a strange world, isn’t it?” you giggled after the first class as you stole a kiss on an empty staircase.
“Miss Y/N, I cannot let you slip up anymore. I don’t like how dangerous this gets each time we are near each other.”
“Chanhee, please, baby,” you are now pouting and leaning forward.
You wore that shirt on purpose; your cleavage showed a little more than normal, a faint purple mark still visible on your left collarbone. He smirks. He had you on all fours moaning so loud for him that night.
“Miss Y/L/N, do I really need to put you back in your place right here?”
You open your legs, fingers slowly caressing your inner thigh as Chanhee watched you with narrow eyes. He tilts his head. All too accustomed to your naughty antics. You cross your legs back not before showing him a brief preview of the wet spot on your underwear.
You bat your lashes in his direction when he walks next to your chair. His arm traces the delicate line of your neck; another hickey from the other night when you crawled into his bed with filthy moans and arms draped over his neck. He toys with the few strings of hair, wrapping them around his fingers.
“Sir?” your big eyes question him. “Did I do anything wrong, sir?”
Your lover scoffs. Even in these moments, he could feel the tint of mischievousness in your words.
“Do you think you did, Y/N?”
Your sheepish smile always makes him melt, but this time he keeps a straight face. His body closes into yours when you get up from your seat. He lifts your chin with two fingers, replying with a sly smile to yours.
“I hope you will remember when we are here. I am sir to you. Not Chanhee, not baby.”
His fingers caress your rosy cheek. You nod.
“Use your words, my beloved. Don’t make me repeat myself. I don’t think this is the place or time for you to act like a little needy girl. Is it now?”
You shake your head, parted lips whimpering when his fingers graze around your throat and he squeezes hard.
“No, sir. It is not.”
Chanhee’s grip loosens around your neck, a brief smirk on his lips before he leans forward. His face less than an inch away from yours. Fuck, you really wanted to kiss him.
“That’s my good girl. Now go, you will be late for your next class.”
His lips barely touch your cheek before he hurries back to his desk. You smile, placing your fingers where his lips ghosted your skin.
“And my project, sir? Will you reconsider giving me a better grade?”
He raises his eyebrows, pointing to the door.
“Let me think it over dinner tonight. If you stop acting like a spoiled brat, maybe you will get some extra credits too.”
You smile. “Thank you, sir. I promise I will repay your kindness.”
a/n: this is soo badly written, I might delete it later; based on sth like a dream?; excuse any mistakes
His tongue is dancing on your clit, his fingers are buried deep inside you, touching every right place that makes you feel like you were on another planet. Your hands tightly grip the not-so-white sheets, thanks to the mess you made earlier, as if you were holding on for dear life, completely lost in a delightful pleasure. When you got home earlier tonight, overwhelmed by your own thoughts and emotions, you hadn’t expected him to take such care of you (and make you forget about the mess in your mind). Not that you minded it, though.
“Baby.“, you cry out and arch your back when he hit the right spot over and over again, making your high approach for the second time in the span of just a few minutes, setting a new record.
He removes his fingers and licks them clean, enjoying the masterpiece in front of him. If only you could see how beautiful you were at that moment. If only you could see yourself from his point of view: you didn’t know how good you were, you didn’t know what a beautiful person you were. He wish you knew how much you were worth it, how much you deserved to be happy, to realize your own self-worth and value.
He leans down and gently kisses you forehead, letting his soft lips linger there for a little more. “Are you feeling better?”, he gently asks, while one of his hands is caressing your disheveled hair. “Yeah”, you whisper, still trying to catch your breath. “Good. Because we’re still not finished, baby girl.”, he declares before his lips engulf yours in a hungry, feverish kiss, letting you taste yourself, and he makes sure to help you erase all your worries throughout the whole night.
trigger warning(s): sexual depictions, smut, suggestive scenes, mentions of polyamory
kinktober day 20 prompt extra imagine: polyamory
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they both treat you like you are the most precious thing to grace this earth. Where they both want you to feel as loved as a goddess.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they would both take turns pleasuring you while the other one watches, almost like an unspoken competition to see who makes you moan the loudest.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they both undress you slowly, kissing every inch of your skin on rough days. Their fingers caress your skin, whispering how much they love you and how proud they are of you. Drawing a bath for the three of you, intimate moments turn into hasty kisses and naughty touches underneath the bubbles. They hush your moans with their lips, hands gripping each other’s bodies hungrily. Their thrusts are so slow as they embrace you wholly.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where you spend almost every weekend in Juho’s studio. Late-night three-way make-out sessions turn naughty and you could swear you saw Juho press the record button once you started moaning their names.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they had a rough day and you are not about to let your precious lovers stay mad. You drop to your knees taking their dicks out, soft doe-like eyes watching up as you take turns licking and sucking each of them. You jerk them faster, with rougher movements whenever you hear their low groans. You don’t need to ask them where they want to cum; they always love doing it on your chest, painting your boobs in white with low growls about how hot you look.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where you and Juho play with each other while Youngbin watches and tells him what to do. He sits across the bed, lustful gaze demanding Juho to fuck you harder as your face is buried in the pillow to muffle your moans. Youngbin’s arm reaches for yours, fingers gently caressing the back of your hand, whispering how well you are taking all they are giving you and how he can’t wait to fuck you even harder.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they take turns overstimulating you and bringing you to the edge with simply their fingers and mouths. They won’t stop until they have you shaking, your safe word blurting out between loud cries and fingers gripping their shoulders. They love it when you’re begging; they love it, even more, when they turn their pretty princess into a mess with smudged lipstick and tears running down her rosy cheeks from too much pleasure.
Polyamory with Juho and Youngbin where they never let you go sleep sad and angry. They never let you end the call without whispering they love you.
A/N: This is written for @wxstethenxght 💖 after a long day. I hope this little drabble manages to cheer you up just a little. I got inspired by the song; Clinton Kane - I guess I am in love. All the credits go to that song.
Fluff, fluff and more fluff
Looking at the man above you, taking in all that he is you realize you've become what you always day dreamed about now that you're laying there with your head on his chest. The way he traces the lines on your skin, the way he even traces your innerself unknowingly while he reads his book that you remember he absolutely loves the things you always try to hide from not only others but for yourself too yet he manages to grasp those features, those traits and show them love.
No one knows, not even the comforting man right there with you, but with him, the hope you put away is within your reach again. Eventhough you're a mess sometimes, overthinking little things, Taeyang pulls you close with one arm resting on your lower back to press your cheeks against his clothed chest to let you breathe in his familiar scent that always helps to catch your breath and drives away the thoughts that always seemed to linger around and nag.
Cupping his cheek, you look into his eyes and where he normally helps you to catch your breath, this is where often lose it when you feel the intense love burning behind his dark orbs when they lock with yours.
You would think your heartbeat would pick up it's pace however it always seems to fall back to a comfortable one as if she knows she is home, that she is safe. It's more than anything you felt before. It's also the sudden thought and feeling that this right here, right now with him is everything you ever wanted but never thought you would be able to find it, to experience it. All these years of heartbreak.. Someone who was worth the wait.
"Taeyang?" a sound that slips from tongue and creates a name that has become home. And he answers with a hum while he traces your lips with the tip of his fingers.
"Thank you." you whisper, eyes pricking with tears as your heart feels full, full of love, full of realization and once again filled with hope.
And Taeyang? Taeyang just smiles at you with this gentle look and holds you close, placing a kiss on top of your head and lifts up his book again as starts to read to you.
A/N: I loved my morning, I hated my afternoon… so here it is, another emotional roller coaster of me just wanting to fucking escape and have someone comfort me and remind me I’m enough...
Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, talk about appearance, fluff?.
You pick up your pale pink coloured boots, anger coursing through your veins, you exit your bedroom, grabbing a hair tie along with your phone and quickly move down the hallway to the front door, you couldn’t believe what you had just heard, you open the front door and close it, sitting down on the step to pull on your shoes, you take the elastic you had managed to grab before exiting your room and tie your hair, you needed to get away for a minute or an hour, you stand and move forward, quickly leaving the property, you move down the street with a quick pace, your mind racing, replaying the words over and over in your head, you felt so angry, you couldn’t explain what you felt in that moment.
You just wanted to get away from your house right now, you needed time to yourself to think and cool down, you weren’t sure how long you had walked, how far you had gone, but you found yourself in a park, the anger gone and now replaced with sadness, you knew you shouldn’t let those words get to you, you know you should brush it off, but it was just... impossible, your insecurities were used against you just as you were building up your confidence, and now you were a mess once again, wondering if it was even worth trying to build confidence or just leave it.
You sit down on a park bench, tears forming in your eyes, you take in a deep breath, your nose becoming runny as you try to keep yourself from crying, you didn’t want to cry, but it was happening without you being able to do anything about it, you were so overwhelmed with emotion, tears quickly stained your cheeks, you bring your hands up to your face, covering your eyes as you sobbed in silence, everyone passing by ignored you, thankfully, you didn’t want to deal with anything or anyone right now, you just wanted to be left alone by anyone passing by.
You sob and sniff, you were slowly becoming a mess, fuck, you wished you just had someone to hold you, to tell you that you’re perfect the way you looked, to fucking hug you instead of breaking down your confidence, you just needed that someone right now, and it seemed like the world decided to take pity on you for a moment, your phone vibrates in your hand, you sniff and turn it to face you, seeing who was calling you, you could feel your heart racing, more tears coming from your eyes.
You didn't want him to see you like this, a mess, but fuck, his voice always brought you comfort, his smile always made you smile, your thumb shakily hovers above the answer button, you knew if you didn’t answer he would text you, and then you would never reply to him, you press the answer button and shakily bring the phone to your ear, trying to keep your sobs and sniffs under control, but it slipped before you could even say ‘hello’.
“What’s wrong?” You could hear the worry laced in his tone, which made you sob harder, fuck, was he the only one that would give you the care and love you needed? “Why are you crying?” You heard movement on the other side. “Where are you?” You hear a door open and loud footsteps as he practically ran down the hallway. “Send me the pin to your location, please, I don’t want you to be alone right now.”
“Okay…” You shakily say, more tears spilling over your cheeks.
“Stay right there, I’ll be there as soon as I can be, wherever you may be.” He says, you nod your head, knowing he won’t see you, the line goes dead, and you lower the phone away from your ear, you sob as you unlock your phone and go to his contact, and tap on ‘share location’ before hitting send, you lock your phone and put it face down on your knee as you lean forward, your hands covering your face once again as you tried to keep your sobs and sniffs down.
You weren’t even sure how much time passed since you left the house, you weren’t even sure how much time passed since you sent the text message to him, maybe only a few minutes passed, maybe hours passed, you didn’t know at that point.
You look up as you hear someone crouch down in front of you, a comforting hand comes to your back and gently holds you, his heart broke at the sight he found you in, tear-stained cheeks, red eyes, lips swollen.
“I found you.” Taeyang softly says. “Come on, let me take you back to the dorms.” He softly says, you lean forward, laying your head against his shoulder, bursting into tears, his arms immediately, as if it was an instinct, wrap around you and pull you even closer to him, you slid off the bench and onto your knees, crying louder into his shoulder, his hand comfortingly slides up and down your back, trying his best to comfort you, but without him knowing what caused this, he wouldn’t be able to help you, the sounds broke his heart, and he just hoped his Hyung would understand why he was taking so long to bring you to the car. “Come on, sweetheart.” He carefully helps you to your feet, your head staying against his shoulder as he begins guiding you to where Jaeyoon was waiting for him and you.
You tried to keep your sobs down as Jaeyoon drove you back to the dorms, you completely missed the concerned looks from him as he looked in the rearview mirror, Taeyang only returned the concerned looks as he had no idea what had happened either, when you arrived at the building, Taeyang’s arm stayed around you as he guided you to the elevators and then unlocked the door to their dorm, Jaeyoon following behind, wanting to be sure you were all right, Taeyang barely looked at his group members as he leads you to the bedroom he shared with Hwiyoung.
“What happened?” You heard one of them ask, Jaeyoon shrugs as he drops his keys into the bowl by the door, shutting and locking the door also, you enter the bedroom, and he moves you to his bed, sitting you down on, he quickly sits down next to you, pulling you closer against him.
“Do you want to tell me what happened?” He softly asks, and then you break down completely, telling him the entire story, sobbing through it, he just held you, letting you cry into his shirt, he could always change it later, comforting you was more important right now, when you finished, you were a shaking mess and crying harder, everyone still in the dorm heard you crying louder as you told him the story, his heart broke even more as he listened to the story, to what had happened at home, and fuck, he was angry about it, his hand's cup your cheeks, lifting your head to look at him. “Listen to me, listen carefully to me, you are beautiful, you are perfect, you don’t need to look a certain way to be beautiful, it’s what’s inside that’s beautiful and what really matters.” You slowly nod your head, your cheeks being squished by his big hands. “I can’t believe they said that, you are so beautiful, I am so in love with you, and I want to protect you from them so much, protect you from their lies and bullshit.” It felt like you were starting to cry more.
But not because of hurt, but because someone cared, someone loved you and was showing it to you, in his presence you felt so much love and care, you almost forget about all the shit when you were with him, he made you feel so special, you just wanted to be loved and cared for, you just needed that someone to show you how much they love and care you, which made you cry even harder.
“Please, don’t cry over them.” He softly says. “They don’t know what they’re talking about.” His hands slide down and wrap around your body, pulling you close against him before laying down on his bed, pulling you closer to him, his hands held you close to him, letting you cry, he wished he could take away the hurt, to make everything better, but he knew the only way to do that was to get you out of your household, and that would be a task on its own.
Hours passed, and you had fallen asleep with your head buried against his chest, his hand comfortingly stroking your hair, he had removed the hair tie and tossed it onto the floor, his head laid on the pillow as he tried to think of solutions, for the time being, his head snaps up as he heard someone at the door, Youngbin stood there, looking at him with concern, they hadn’t heard any sound coming from the room for hours, and he had volunteered to go see what was happening.
“You can tell us tomorrow.” Youngbin whispers, grabbing a blanket that was hanging over the door, he moves towards the bed. “It sounded bad.”
“It is.” Taeyang softly says, Youngbin covers you and Taeyang with the blanket. “I hope it’s not too much if she stays for the night.”
“She needs you, none of us mind,” Youngbin says, Taeyang nods his head and watch Youngbin retreat out of the room, he lays his head down on the pillow, closing his eyes as he listens to your breathing.
trigger warning(s): sexual depictions, oral sex (female receiving), overstimulation
kinktober day 19 prompt: overstimulation
“Come on, baby, I know you can take it,” Youngkyun smiles at you, breath fawning over your heated core. “Doesn’t this feel good?”
His tongue licked a straight line to your clit, lips sucking gently on the used bud. You whimper when his fingers enter you again. Youngkyun’s eyes search for yours as he kissed your abused pussy.
“Doesn’t it feel good, baby?” he asks one more time, forehead resting against your mound while he licked off your juices.
Your fingers tangle in his hair, words unable to form from all the pleasure. Youngkyun promised you he will make today a night to remember, but you never expected him to make you cum so many times in a row.
He barely let you touch him before he pushed you on the bed, heated kisses ravaging your entire body.
“Babe,” you can barely stutter before Youngkyun’s mouth stole another moan.
Louder than you intended to, probably loud enough for his members to hear you from the living room, but fuck. How could you hold back when your boyfriend was eating you out so divinely?
“Do you want me to stop?”
Your eyes narrow at his question. Your body felt like breaking apart with each second; limbs turning numb and your mind hazy, but you still craved more.
“Baby, use your words. Tell me what you want,” your boyfriend teased, teeth gently grazing your sensitive clit.
You almost jolt at the sensation, fingers tugging at his wavy strands a little harder.
“You wanted to cum so bad earlier,” he hums, pressing his lips to your folds again, “you were so needy and cute. How could I stop after just one orgasm?”
You almost groan, thighs closing around his head as you push his face even closer to your body. Youngkyun giggles, kissing your inner thigh sweetly.
“Don’t worry, baby. I will give you what you want.”
Hi! So I finally decided that I will be doing ship pairings
I don’t have that much inspiration or time to write Becuase of school so this will have to suffice!
You can request ships from the following groups: loona, twice, the boyz, Sf9, to1, cix, nct (0t21 — lucas & Jeno anti) and P1harmony! I will not be shipping the minors in P1harmony however— so it will be from hyung line.
For this, I’m not also doing anything nsfw! I know it says on my blog I write it, but currently I can’t be bothered to write it.
In my ask box you can submit your requests— where you can tell me anything you’d like abt yourself. Physical appearance, mbti, zodiac sign, hogwarts house, your personality, etc etc. I’ll try and get to as many requests as I can!