best friend hueningkai who likes to keep you on his lap and kiss your neck
still thinking about the kai pepero game…
(wc: 2k / warnings: lots of kissing and making out, grinding, cumming in pants, they’re both pathetic and desperate lmao)
kai has always been a touchy person. you only let him get away with as much as he does because you don’t want to hurt his soft heart, but sometimes you wish you had the guts to. it’s not that his clinginess makes you uncomfortable, because it certainly doesn’t—it’s just that sometimes, he doesn’t realize how intimate he’s getting.
when kai asked for a movie night with you, you expected the cuddling. you expected the way he’d pull you into his lap and keep his arms wrapped around you. you even expected the occasional peck of his soft lips against your skin, but you weren’t prepared for his kisses to land on your neck instead of your cheek. it surprises you, but it’s innocent enough to ignore for a while. he doesn’t linger very long, just planting a few small kisses along your pulse point.
you’re able to calm down after a minute, adjusting to your best friend’s newfound interest in your neck. he keeps his head rested against your shoulder, the warm skin of his cheek heating you up. he’s calm and quiet every time he speaks up, making one-off comments about the movie that you only respond to sometimes. with him leaning on you like this, you can feel the vibrations from his voice rumbling against you.
you start dozing off at some point, too relaxed to bother keeping your eyes open, letting your body go lax against kai’s. the slow rhythm of his hands drawing up and down your body helps you drift off; his innocent, soft touches have always comforted you.
“you tired?” he asks, voice low. he entertains himself with the soft skin of your thigh, gently grazing his fingers against it. it sends a shiver down your spine.
“yeah,” you answer, and even you can hear the slow, sleepy lilt in your response. you feel kai’s lips pull into a small smile before he’s pecking your shoulder carefully.
“do you want me to take you to bed?”
you hum, considering his offer, but you don’t feel like moving around. the second you hit your mattress, you’ll probably lose all your drowsiness. “no, i’m comfortable,” you say.
kai giggles, “okay.” he places his hands on your waist and maneuvers you until you’re facing him instead of the television. it’s easy to move you around when you’re so relaxed, just letting him do whatever he wants. you blink at him slowly, taking in his soft features under the dim lights. he looks angelic. you think you tell him that, but you’re only half-awake and can’t really think well.
he brings his face back into your neck, nosing up the column of your throat languidly. a hand on your thigh gently urges you closer, pressing you further into him until you’re chest-to-chest. he keeps his head buried against you, and his affection nearly drowns you. in your sleepy daze, you accept his actions happily, feeling nothing but cherished by your best friend.
the moment builds up so slowly that it barely hits you when he places a hot, open-mouthed kiss to your skin, right under your jaw. the heat of his mouth feels like heaven against you, and you can’t bring yourself to push him away, too comfortable and content to deny his touches. he drags his lips a little further down, sucking lightly against your neck, taking just a small taste of you.
there’s a heat building inside you now, a growing need that you only register when it’s too late. you’re too far into the moment, too entranced by the feeling to pull away. you let him do as he pleases with your pliant body, indulging in the slow, firm drag of his hands over your sides and the glide of his warm tongue against your flesh.
he kisses all over your skin like he needs to keep you warm, humming pleasantly as he brings his mouth to your shoulder. his fingers dip ever so slightly under your shirt, resting on your bare skin, a faint tickle against your waist. his teeth just barely scrape against your skin, and a tiny mewl slips out of you before you can think about controlling yourself.
he pulls his lips off you after that, face flushing red like he’s the one who made the embarrassing noise. cool air hits the saliva trail kai left on your neck, and suddenly you’re missing the heat of his mouth. your stomach’s still twisted up in knots, all worked up from kai’s relentless attention.
“i’m sorry,” he finally says, hands slipping out from under your shirt. his touch lands on your upper thighs instead, just below your hips. you try hard to push down the arousal that pools in your gut, fearing the possibility of making a fool of yourself even more than you already have.
“it’s okay,” you reply meekly. you can’t tell if the silence that fills the room is tense because it’s awkward or because everything feels so intimate. you have to put in a conscious effort to not let your hips buck against his, still perched on his lap. it’s only now that you realize how hard kai’s gotten beneath you, a prominent tent in his pants. you ignore it for both his sake and your own.
“w-we should stop,” he stutters out, loosening the hold he has on you like he’s ready to let you go. you tighten your legs around his, not wanting him to pry you off. this is stupid, and you know you should just go to bed, but you fear what will happen when you finally let the moment fall.
“yeah…” you agree quietly, even though your actions don’t match your words. you stay right where you are, and your eyes betray you when they dart down to his lips. they’re pink and coated with his saliva, and it doesn’t help you simmer down at all. you only feel more restless. his hands find your hips, holding you still against him. it seems like neither of you are willing to pull away.
his gaze flits behind you for a moment. “the movie’s over,” he says.
you hum and nod. it’s quiet for a few seconds as you think of what to say to fill the silence. “it was pretty good,” you say, making boring, meaningless conversation. you’re not thinking about the movie at all.
“yeah, it was,” he agrees. it’s almost like you can see the restraint he’s summoning upon himself to not pounce on you.
nothing seems to dissipate the tension in the air. you’re stuck staring at each other, and it’s like you’re both waiting for the other to make a move. his hands drift a little lower, sprawling out on your thighs. his large palms engulf your flesh so easily. you gulp.
your hands ease themselves onto kai’s chest, ignoring how firm and strong he feels under you. you only put your hands there to ground yourself. you’re only doing this to keep yourself sane. that’s what you’re telling yourself, at least.
“you got anything to do tomorrow?” you ask, voice shaky as you try to keep your tone casual. his fingertips inch up your thighs to breach into your shorts, slight enough to not need to mention it.
“no,” he answers a little breathlessly. your hands trail up until they’re resting around his neck. it would be easy to pull him in for a kiss like this, but you don’t think about that.
“me either,” you say, whispering now. you feel your heart pounding in your chest. there’s a pulse in your core, too, but you promised yourself you’d ignore that. you barely feel able to breathe.
kai’s eyes fall to your lips. you take the opportunity to let your gaze fall to his own, admiring the rosy swell once again. his hands tighten against you in a way that’s barely noticeable, but since you’re so attuned to every little thing happening, you catch it easily.
you find each other’s eyes again at the same time, and mercy finds you both then—you pull into each other hungrily, lips colliding like you can’t bear another second apart. he moans into your mouth, working against you like he needs to swallow you whole. you’re just as desperate as him, hands scrunching up into the fabric of his shirt as you push your tongue into his mouth.
he doesn’t part for a second, not daring to let up on his kiss, and you let him consume you completely. your mind is spinning, and all you can think about is how incredible his mouth is. he kisses like that’s what he was put on earth to do, diving into your mouth like he needs to taste you to survive.
you whine when his palm meets your clothed center, rubbing against your cunt like he knows how hard you’ve been holding back. you grind against his hand unabashedly, possessed by the need to sink into the pleasure he gives you. your hand travels down his torso until you’re palming the bulge in his pants. you work your hand over him in the same rhythm he rubs his fingers against you, calculated and needy.
you’re panting into his mouth now, leaving it wide open for him to swirl his tongue into. your legs clamp around his hand, feeling yourself nearing your peak, and you can’t stop whimpering and moaning. you feel pathetic, you feel like some bitch in heat, but kai seems to absolutely love it.
he pulls away from your mouth to praise you, “pretty. pretty girl. fuck, i really want you.”
you’re entranced by how swollen his lips have become, looking all the more sinful, making your cunt gush pathetically. your stomach tenses up, orgasm approaching quickly, and kai bucks his hips up into your hand. he seems to be getting close too.
“kai, need to cum, please, need it,” you moan, and he doesn’t let up on his rhythm against your core. you almost feel like crying. you can taste your high as it approaches, chasing it by grinding your hips against him faster.
“yeah, let go, cum for me,” he says, sounding just as broken and pathetic as you. your climax hits you like sweet relief, leaving you crying out as kai helps you make a mess of your panties. you feels kai’s dick twitch beneath your palm as you ride out your high, and you jerk your hand over him greedily until he’s spent and spilling his load into his pants. he throws his head back with a deep moan, thrusting up against you until he’s coming back down.
you’re exhausted, sinking against him and leaning into his chest. you don’t even have the energy to talk about the line you just crossed with him. he doesn’t speak up either, only running his hand down your back as he catches his breath.
a few minutes pass, and you think he might be asleep. the rise and fall of his chest is steady, and it almost lulls you into slumber as well. you’d be perfectly content laying in his arms and resting here, but you feel too gross and sweaty to stay. you let a few peaceful minutes pass before slowly prying yourself from kai’s hold—not without his sleepy refusals to let you go—and head off to go shower.
you don’t know if you should go back to the couch with him, or if you should lay in bed and give yourselves some space. you stay in the shower longer than you need to, not wanting to make any decisions that’s going to alter the course of your friendship with kai. you groan; you should’ve thought of that before hooking up with him. you lean your head against the shower wall, shutting your eyes tight. rationality only comes to you at the worst times.
at least you got off. at least he was nice. at least you won’t have to wonder what kai’s lips taste like anymore.
Something about Yeonjun is so shower sex coded, the way he would pamper you throughout the day, rubbing your shoulders, giving you snacks and kisses, and even offering to shower with you, rubbing suds of your body wash on your back and shoulders before reaching over to your breasts, teasing your nipples with that sick smirk.
“you look so good, sweetheart.” he’d grumble behind you while moving the soap to your ass cheeks, grinding his hard on against you just to show you just how well you turn him on. “let me take care of you.” He’d say before playing with your folds, leaning himself against the wall so you have a place to rest while he makes you nice and slippery for him.
“Jjunie- please~” you’d softly whine, backing into him with tears in your eyes, he’s going so slow, so soft you can barely feel him on your clit. “Im right here baby, you want Jjunies cock to feel good hm?” He’d tease before pinching at your clit, allowing a loud yelp to come from you. “Please! I’ve been good, please!” You beg, unable to keep your hands off him.
“I’ll take care of you, shh~” Yeonjun says before pushing your top half forward, bending you over nothing while he pushes his cock into your sudsy cunt. Your face is caught under the water of the shower head, making it harder to catch your breath by time he’s pounding into you with no reprieve.
Yeonjun holds his hand on your hip while the other grips your hair while he thrusts, “you like when i ruin this cunt, pretty? Like it when i’m the one making your pussy this wet? huh?” He groans while you struggle to breathe under the shower head, mewls and squeals coming from you as you can only reach back and grab his thighs to hold yourself up. “Gonna cum! nghh please jjunie- gonna- ah~” You struggle while your thighs tremble, tears rolling down your cheeks at the lack of air.
“Wait for me- fuck so tight- wait for jjunie, okay?” Yeonjun pants as he pulls at the base of your scalp, hips moving more sloppy by the second until he’s whining for you to cum with him, finally pulling you out the shower head and pressed against his chest while he cums deep inside you, soft groans coming out as you clench around him and cum as well. “So good to me, love you so much.” He’d praise and press kissed to the back of your wet neck, thrusting slowly to push his cum back into you. Safe to say Yeonjun loved to pamper you no matter what
Stepping over the boundary of 'friends' is your forte. The two of you are always meddling into the grey area where there’s no fine line between flashing each other for fun and actually hanging out. Just walking in on one of your conversations feels like an echo chamber of gradually lame inside jokes and dirty innuendos. So it’s no surprise that you’re video calling him at 2 in the morning with a hand preoccupied. Besides, a bit of cyber sex is nothing compared to whatever you and Beomgyu share with each other.
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…or in simple words…ғᴡʙ!ʙᴇᴏᴍɢʏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ft. fwb!Taehyun
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warnings!! and mentions!! (For full fic) switch!gyu (predominantly sub leaning) x reader, mutual masturbation, unprotected p in v, riding, sex over the phone and video calls, fwb!Taehyun x reader smut scene, sexual jokes, voyeurism, minor jealousy, fingering, oral!m rec, handjob, cum eating, instances where reader's sex tapes are shared, profanities, petnames, praise kink, whiny gyu agenda, gyu and reader work at a store <3
tyunningism's note: The teaser for the poll winner is here!! A real taste of the kiss list writing style returning, and a redemption for my terrible gyu fics in the masterlist right now which shouldn't be read by anyone !!
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Beomgyu’s heard it all before. You know, the short-lived but nevertheless ‘juicy’ details of your private life. From dick size right down to the wacky kinks, he’d need another set of hands to count all your misfortunes and jackpots when it comes to your pound-town of a bed. That’s what six months of being packed with you into working the 5 to 9 shift has bestowed upon him, a lending ear to your oversharing, if only he could put all that effort into his scut work instead of blabbering back about twice as much.
Assuming that any other person has a secret they’d carry to the grave without making a peep, in his eyes you’re totally transparent. Like you wear your heart on your sleeve all year round, and your tits, but that came from you, not him. Even so, Beomgyu had to learn the hard way that trusting friends with secrets is a fragile concept he shouldn’t underestimate. The time Soobin snooped through his phone and ended up with his nudes on the screen and his best friend retching on the floor mere seconds later was a tough pill to swallow. He figured it’d be better to speak with no filter than be caught trying to filter it out for everyone’s sake.
Being so open with each other never fell short of a burden being lifted off your chests though. Whether it was about a customer giving either of you the hots, or the other end of the extreme, in which you’d both cuss out any of the pricks you encountered behind their back. It just never crossed his mind that your oversharing sessions could ever… backfire.
“Didn’t see you pay for that at the till.”
He raises his head just enough to narrowly avoid a sure-to-be-sore collision with the upper shelf. Eyebrows raised as he turns towards the scoff in your voice, you didn’t need to point a finger directly at it for him to realise you’re doubting the opened can of beer that’s magically found belonging in his hands.
“Awh-fuck. Must’ve picked it up without thinking after I restocked the beverages.” Beomgyu gives a half laugh, transcending back into the low hum his voice is permanently altered to whenever he’s lost sleep.
You’re hauling another crate of vitamins and over-the-counter pills when it lands with a thump to the floor, wiping your forehead glistening with mild sweat with the back of your hand. “Yeah, you look like you need it.” Your thumb rubs over the braille on the packaging as you set the boxes of pills on the shelves. “Haven’t seen you look so shit since Soobin crashed your Ford.”
Standing around with a can of beer while you worked your back out trying to fill up the very back of the shelves only made him feel worse. He rubs his temples and takes the first sip of the night, knowing that glugging it down would only make the pounding in his head worse. “I-I know I usually talk more. Sorry, this must be bori—"
“Usually you don’t make stupid mistakes like dumping all of the Viagra stock on the shelf that clearly reads ‘vinegar’ Gyu.” It’s obvious you had more to pick on him for, but the shortage of breath from having to squat and stand up to empty the crate onto the shelves is tedious work. “It’s like you read condoms instead of condiments on the aisle sign.”
He blinks twice, then tightens his grip on the can until the metal indents with his fingers, and takes a larger sip.
“You actually did, didn’t you?” A kick to the half-full crate, mounted with piles of painkillers, causes it to slide across and land before his feet. “You’re lucky the pharmacists haven’t caught your ass for that.”
“Sounds like you’re saying I need another drink.” A lazy smile unfolds over his face, enough to flash his teeth but not enough to drawl out the endearing smile lines you’re used to seeing. Until disaster strikes again, and suddenly the tired lean of his head against the shelf is too much weight, knocking the vitamin gummies at the very top down to the floor.
“I’m saying that you should clock out early and sleep. I’ll cover for both of us for the rest of the shift, and I’ll pay for the beer since I love you so much.” Jokingly, your shoulder nudges his as you stack his crate of toothpaste onto your crate of vitamins.
Saying ‘love you too’ feelings-free wasn’t difficult back then, like it is now. His throat dries up not because he’s exhausted and dehydrated, but because he’s never hid anything from you when you’re so used to sharing everything with each other.
“No, it’s fine I just—” a sigh leaves him, “I’ve been stressed.”
“Stressed? What…like, can’t get your dick wet?” This is how it should be. Laughing, cracking jokes, gossiping about whose sex tape was leaked by their best friend. But he doesn’t return the light-heartedness at all, awkwardly rubbing strands of his hair between his thumb and index.
“Y-yeah, something like that.”
The pause between you dwells for longer than he’d like, he watches the cogs in your head turn to say something somewhat serious, even if it’s unlikely. “Get someone to stroke your shit then, you’re starting to sound like Micropeen Mateo.”
No one wants to delve into the history behind your disappointing ex unless you’re using it against Beomgyu whenever he’s whining on. For all he knows, Mateo’s tried harder to find a hookup than he's ever needed.
“The girl I usually see cut it off with me last week. She’s moving to the inner city.” Stumbling from the weight beginning to pile up on his hands, he holds up the bottles of vitamin gummies you’ve picked off the floor from the accident.
“Ooh! I liked her, the hot girl from Nepal who gave me her lip combo? Can’t believe you bagged her in the first place.” You observe the knit in his brows displaying the hurt he took to your obvious banter, turning away from him awkwardly as you finished your tasks.
You squat to pick up the last bottle of gummies. Eyes flitting between hurling it towards your co-worker, whose hands are full, and passing it directly to him as you have already been. It’s around then that your mind finds a better idea, a generous offer to help your good friend.
“Y’know, you can always ask me for help.”
Faced with your back, Beomgyu can barely grasp whether you were dead serious or joking without the aid of your expressive face. Like you dropped this entire bomb on him without warning, and he’d rather accept his fate than ask you for clarity to defuse it.
“Hah..ha...hah, HAH… holy fuck, that’s the first time you’ve ever been funny.” He tries to laugh it off, aggressively or not doesn’t matter, playing off the absurdity of your proposal with a couple of slaps to your arm as you turn back to face him.
Everything about you is composed. Not laughing alongside him even in an empty store, and to make things clearer, your hands cross under the swell of your chest as if you wanted him to take you seriously. Even if it really only brought attention to your tits instead of the adamant look on your face.
“I’m being serious Gyu, if all you need is a handjob to be functioning on something other than beer, I’ll do it.” The way your words seamlessly roll off your tongue can make even the vulgarest of sentences seem as natural as a simple ‘hello’.
You didn’t even stammer when you spoke, now waiting for him to speak up as unaffected as you are while you bat your lashes at him, on purpose? He can’t tell.
In hopes that the two sips of beer he had are enough to justify the blush creeping across his cheeks, he attempts to maintain eye contact with you as though his boxers aren’t suffocating around the growing boner he’ll have to pull his shirt over. If only you hadn’t sent one last blow to knock him over for good, pink tongue sticking out with a finger pointed at the wet muscle.
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۶ৎ: "you were just so oblivious, weren't you? didn't even realize something was in your cookies... " he huffs out in a pant, pressing a kiss to your lips "I'm so glad I got you as my neighbour, baby..."
⌗ pairing! - pervy neighbour!soobin x fem!reader
⌗ warnings! - smut, dom!soobin, sub!reader, soobin's a perv lol, masturbating, use of aphrodisiacs, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, breeding kink, bulge kink, dirty/sweet talk, breast worship, nipple play, soobin calls reader baby and good girl
⌗ lexi adds! - this was such a delicious request! I absolutely love pervy soobin so this was so fun to write. thank you to anon for requesting! (not proofread!)
feedback and reblogs are appreciated!!
you were looking for a fresh start in a new town, a new area where you would meet new people and new friends. that also meant you would have new neighbors, and oh boy, little did you know the surprise that it would give you. you had absolutely no clue what this new beginning would have in store for you.
the place you were moving into was a slightly spacious yet affordable apartment just for you. the efficient space enough for the small amount of belongings you carried from your car to what seemed to be the living room of your new home.
it had a modern design to it, quiet from the loneliness it had been in from having no owner. you guessed the past owners took good care of it from the substantial condition it was currently in.
when you placed your boxes on the polished wooden floors, a knock is heard on your door, startling you.
quickly, you regain composure and amble to the door. as you open the door, your eyes slowly begin to see the figure that reveals himself once the door is fully open
the tall figure of a man with soft bunny-like features stands lumberingly at your door step, a small container of some sort in his unusually large hands. both of you are silent before he starts speaking with a hint of nervousness evident in his voice. "uh hello... I'm your next-door neighbor and I just made these cookies..." he said, avoiding full eye contact with you, his eyes lingering on anything else in sight. "take them if you'd like." he extends his hands, the cookies inviting as they're each individually wrapped in a cute pink resealable plastic bag to ensure freshness.
hesitantly, you reach for the container, your fingers brushing against his the slightest bit. "thank you... I'll let you know what I think of them."
with a meek and mild nod he made his way back to his apartment. he was right; he was your next-door neighbor, the next door down the hall. before he entered his home he looked back at you, finally able to make eye contact with you, even for a small moment. out of the kindness of his heart, his lips form into a small grin, his dimples now visible to the human eye.
it's an innocent sight, really, so you smile back, heading back into your own home to get yourself situated in the new environment.
you try the cookies once you're done unpacking and surprisingly, they're really good. the sweetness of the still warm chocolate chips compliments the cookie itself that's not too hard and not too soft, the perfect cookie. you make yourself a mental note to thank and compliment him when you see him again.
a few weeks pass by until your next interaction with him. it's the same thing all over again, but this time with more conversation between the two of you.
it was when you were on your way back from work on a gloomy afternoon, the sun not wanting to reveal itself and instead hid somewhere behind the clouds, making the sky dreary and cheerless. your mood was the same as the sky's, exhausted and stressed out from the long day at your workplace. you would be lying if you said the sight of your handsome neighbour didn't brighten your mood.
he was heading out of his apartment and on the way to yours. once again, he had a container of cookies in his hands, the same cute packaging that was the opposite of his appearance. Today he seemed to look even more attractive from the last time you saw him, his hair slicked back probably from running his hands in it so much. the shirt he wore was a navy polo shirt paired with blue jeans. the outfit so simple yet so appealing. you watched his eyes widen when he realizes you're walking up to him.
his demeanour seemed to have switched, a timid look plastered onto his face as you approached him.
"hi, I wanted to thank you for the cookies you gave me the last time we spoke, they were really good..." you speak with a smile, being as friendly as needed to have him soften up from his timorous persona.
"oh right, thank you. I'm glad you liked them," his voice softened at the realization of the compliment, a smile crawling up onto his face. "would you like more?"
you look at the container, the same delicious cookies sat in it waiting for you to take them, how could you say no to him? if anything you're more than happy to have them.
you nod at his question, remembering something. "oh that reminds me, I have the container you gave me last time. I washed it so you don't have to worry about it." you unlock your front door as you speak. "you can come in while I go grab it." you offer and he nods in agreement.
the both of you walk in, him behind you as his eyes dart around your house, examining the small details of your cozy dwelling. the fake plants and flowers that were almost everywhere, small lamps that sat peacefully on their designated spots, or the small cat figures that sat next to the pot with the only real plant in the whole apartment. you seemed like a relaxed human being in his eyes.
while getting the container out of the cabinet you stored it in, he asks you a question. "d-do you mind if I use your bathroom?" you could tell that he hesitated before asking, just the way he spoke displayed the obvious apprehensive character he had.
a small 'mhm' leaves your lips along with the directions of the bathroom, "of course, it's the second door down to the left."
"thank you... " he mumbled softly but not softly to the point where you couldn't hear it. he sauntered his way to the given directions as he disappeared into the hallway, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
after a while, he comes back, seeing you too busy on your phone to notice. you don't look up until he starts speaking, scaring you from the sudden voice. "I'll get going now, thanks again for letting me use your bathroom." his words are followed by a tender smile
you swiftly grab the container, handing it to him. "oh okay have a good day..."
"I forgot to ask your name..." he said, looking at you and expecting an answer.
"it's y/n, my name's y/n"
"I'm soobin. It was nice talking to you again, y/n" he heads to the front door, you follow behind him, not able to fully keep up with his steps and speed because of his long legs. you open the door for him and he steps out, waving politely with the same cute grin.
you wave back and close the door once he's out of sight, turning back to see the new container left on your counter. you'd save those cookies for later.
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after a while, it's dark outside. but not the complete starry sky you'd see at night. it actually wasn't even late, only past 7pm.
this time seemed like a perfect opportunity to finally enjoy the cookies before heading to bed. with that in mind, you made your way back to the kitchen and to the counter. your hands reached out to grab two out of the many cookies.
you began to eat one as you walked back to your room where you would eat and binge watch a show you had been dying to watch all day, excited for the new episode that had just aired.
you situated yourself on your bed and continued to eat, focusing on the show as you chewed happily on the delicious cookies.
after finishing both cookies, you felt as your body became hot, the sensation reaching your core. it was confusing that you were suddenly becoming needy but your hand crept down into your panties. this made you begin to think that maybe it was crazy of you to touch yourself because of nothing, there was no reason you should be doing such vulgar acts.
that was until in the middle of the episode, you hear a groan from the other side of the wall, in soobin's apartment. the groan was followed by more groans and lewd panting. your mind suddenly made the dirty conclusion that he was either having sex or masturbating at the same time as you.
your face heats up at the thought as the sounds continue and you end up listening and touching yourself to his sounds, the show becoming background noise as you continued to rub your clit in fast and rough circles to pleasure yourself.
a loud moan rolls off your tongue accidentally and soobin's noises come to a halt. he probably heard you. you mentally scolded yourself for being so careless of the noises you make, especially the volume of them. you couldn't see it, but you knew that your ears and face were now painted a bright strawberry pink hue from embarrassment.
you removed your hand from your pants but the needy feeling still lingered and you just couldn't get rid of it. it was nearly impossible after you were in the middle of trying to satisfy yourself.
but you tried and tried. tried to keep your hands away from your body. tried to not pay attention to the sounds of soobin that continued, this time they were quieter, but just because he lowered his volume didn't mean the wall was soundproof. you were becoming frustrated by the fact that you couldn't please yourself. you knew that you wouldn't be able to stop once you started. stopping early was probably the best choice, all you had to do was have your brain focus on something else, like your show.
that's what you decided to do. you were almost done with the episode, about ten minutes to the end. you didn't even notice the sweat drops that stuck to your forehead from resisting so much. the lower half of your body squirmed on your bed, you couldn't take it anymore. the feeling of frustration was finally able to overtake your mind and soon all you could think of was soobin and small parts of him that you found attractive; his hands and forearm muscles, how the veins embellished his arms with such beauty, the way his smirk was both cute and hot at the same time, his duality was insane.
with no other choice, you get up from your bed and start making your way to soobin's apartment, only wearing slippers and a short, thin, and threadbare night gown, the one you always seemed to wear to sleep. the breeze of the nightly weather hits your skin, barely covered from the sheer amount of fabric that made the night gown.
you gave his door a light knock, trying not to wake anyone who was potentially sleeping. it took about two minutes for him to open the door. your eyes look at the state of his face. his hair stuck to his forehead just as yours had been and his cheeks were a rosy tint. he wore a plain black tee with gray sweatpants. when you scanned his outfit with your eyes, a small wet spot could be seen from his crotch area.
your face has a surprised look on it from the new discoverment and the shade of soobin's cheeks seems to darken as his hands discreetly move to cover the cause of his embarrassment. "d-do you need something...?" the stutter of his voice backs up the embarrassed look on his face as he avoids eye contact.
it feels like a cat's got your tongue. the heat of your body overtakes you as the only thing you think of is soobin, displayed right in front of you, looking better than ever. lust clouds your brain and eyes, desire badly hidden as you look at soobin, getting closer as your body heat radiates on him.
you speak without thinking, completely oblivious of your words as you blabber out, "I-I need you..."
If soobin's cheeks couldn't blush more they certainly could now. he gazed at the way your thighs rubbed together, your pleading eyes justifying your words. you looked so needy, so submerged in the sensation of desire and it was all shown in your body language. soobin didn't know what to do, you could tell from the way he just stared, the timid expression from when you first met him back on his face and for a good reason. How else was he supposed to react when his pretty neighbor was suggesting something sexual with him?
he loses his train of thought. his pink lips parted as if he were to say something but stopped himself. the longer he took, the needier you grew, you felt your panties dampen more than they already were. before he could even agree, you pushed him and yourself into his apartment, and soobin allowed it. he made sure to close the door behind the both of you and waited for what you'd do next.
he thought you'd say something else or wait for him to get you riled up but instead you kiss him. the kiss is hungry and full of need, soobin could now fully understand the crisis you were really in, how painful it must be not getting the dirty attention you needed.
he pulled away, leaving you to catch your breath as he huffed out lecherously, "my bedroom's the second door to the left, get on the bed. I'll be right there."
hearing his words you didn't hesitate to start making your way to his room, soobin chucked to himself as he watched you speed walk.
when you made it to his room, you hopped on the bed and couldn't help but rub yourself through your panties as you await for soobin, not knowing how much you'd be able to last without getting frustrated or impatient again.
just as you're about to let out a loud whimper, soobin enters, watching the scene in front of him unfold as he sees your eyebrows furrowed and your face contort with pleasure. "you couldn't wait a few seconds, could you? nasty girl..." he walks up to you, getting down to business as he gets on top of you, getting a closer look at your horny expression. "tell me how bad you need me." he demands, placing a fist next to your head while his other hand comes to rest on your hip.
you stopped rubbing yourself to answer the question, knowing not to ignore it. this soobin was different than the soobin you met on your first day in the apartment complex. he was so fierce and demanding now; and you loved it. "p-please... need your cock badly, it hurts being empty..." you confessed, only the truth rolling off your tongue.
he raises an eyebrow in amusement to your response, clearly satisfied by it as you see him holding back a smirk that poked at the corner of his lips. "is that so? I'll have to get you ready for it then, not sure if you'll be able to take me without any prep, hm?" his hand crawls from your hip and to the hem of your night gown, pulling it up above your chest, your pretty lace bra in his view. he swears he could cum just from looking at your breasts. "so pretty..." he mumbles under his breath, his hands working hard to remove your bra and take your nipples between his finger, tweaking and rolling them in a way that had you grind against air. he places a hand on your clothed cunt to stop you, but this only drove you even more insane as you began to grind against his hand. "you're acting like a fucking bitch in heat..."
his remark makes you whine, the needy noise loud enough to echo throughout the room. "I can't take it anymore! please do something...!" your remark only adds more gasoline to the fire as soobin feels himself grow harder by the second.
you gasp as you feel your panties being pulled off, his strong hands removing them with ease. he watches the way your pussy was glistening, and all because of him and what he put in the "innocent" cookies. before anymore could be said, two of his long fingers shoved themselves inside your impatient hole, causing you to shut your eyes and hold in the inappropriate noises that threatened to leave past your lips as he pumped his digits in and out of your hole at a rapid pace, almost too much for you to handle.
you felt a knot reach your stomach as your climax neared. it felt way too fast. this was the fastest you've ever cummed. "a-ah! soobin! g-gonna cum...!" and just before your could release, his fingers removed themselves causing tears to swell in your eyes from the amount of frustration you felt at that moment and you whine in protest.
this adds to soobin's fun, making him laugh and giggle as he watched your face basically plead to him, you didn't have to say it, your face showed it all. "fine... I'll give you what you need. but I don't want you whining when it hurts, got it?" you nod fairly quickly at his words, spreading your legs for him to have better access. he loves how quick you listen to him in your needy state, he feels like he's on top the world having his pretty neighbor in his bed all to himself and no one else.
your eyes lighten up when his finge crawled their way down to the waistband of his sweatpants, finding the loosely tied drawstrings and untying it with ease. you wait with eager as he grabs the base of his dick through his pants before pulling it out of it's confinments. your lips part in shock and you have to stop your jaw from dropping at the sight. his dick is so pretty; the tip is the same strawberry red his cheeks had been when he blushed, the length so long you couldn't believe your eyes, and the girth left you in shock. you regretted not letting soobin prep you because now you knew that the stretch would hurt.
he pulled his shirt off too, his sculpted yet soft abs not matching his cute and innocent face. his forearm muscles flexed as he threw his shirt somewhere on the floor and gripped your hips, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed and closer to his dick. you couldn't deny the fearful look on your face as you stared at the monster that hid in soobin's pants the whole while, scared to see if it'll even manage to fit in your hole that hadn't been stretched in a good while.
aligning his dick with your hole, he could already feel the tightness of your pussy as you clenched around nothing, desperate for him. with much effort, he pushed inside, your walls already gushing as they encompass his dick and he enters inch by inch. a soft moans escapes his lips when he feel the way you fit around him. "fuck baby... so. fucking. tight." he punctuates his words with each thrust, filling you to the brim that it made you dizzy.
only a few thrusts in and you're fucked dumb, gripping the duvet sheets under you as you hold it in your fist and holding yourself back from waking up anyone in the building. your sounds are high pitched, full of the lust that holds inside of you as your climax neared once more, this time not holding back. incoherent blabbles leave your mouth and you see a small menacing smirk tug at soobin's lips.
he chuckles, watching your expressions as his cock pushes deeper inside, hitting all the right spots. "already fucked so dumb, aren't you?" he said, putting you in a mating press as his hips sped up, showing no mercy to your spent cunt. "you were just so oblivious, weren't you? didn't even realize something was in your cookies... " he huffs out in a pant, pressing a kiss to your lips "I'm so glad I got you as my neighbour, baby..."
your confused and pleading eyes meet his in a haze as you question him, "w-what did you... do?" you felt as if you could barely breath from how good you felt, this was the best sex you've ever had in your life. soobin only smirks even more at your question, knowing the exact answer to your curiosity.
"you know what I put... why else would you be feeling so needy, hm?"
and then it clicked in your head, the sudden uneasiness you felt in your core wasn't for no reason at all, why would that ever happen? the cookies were filled with aphrodisiacs, and on purpose.soobin knew what he was doing since he laid eyes on you. from that moment, he knew he wanted you, he just didn't know how he'd do it when he was a timid guy who rarely talked to girl, especially pretty girls like you.
it seemed as if soobin sensed your realization, finding it amusing as he watched your eyes shift in emotions. "there you go, finally figured it out... such a good girl..." this is where soobin felt his balls tighten, knowing what was doomed to hapoen.
grunts left his lips like wildfire as he interlocked your hands even tighter, listening as your noises were easier to get out from how sensitive and overstimulated you had come to be. wet lewd sounds are heard loudly from inbetween your legs and soobin watched as his big dick disappeared inside your small tight cunt with each inhumane thrust, looking at the bulge that formed. one of his hands creeps down to press on it, making you feel as if you were on cloud nine.
"I c-can't- soobin! I need to cum...! pleasepleaseplease let me... " your pleading words seemed to have touched his soul in all the right places as he began to slow down a bit, enjoying the last few seconds before his full release. he kissed you again, tongue invading your mouth in a frenzy as you came on his cock, your moan muffled from the kiss as you grip his hands as if to never want to let go.
he followed suit, burying himself inside of you enough to cum inside of your what felt to be your womb. his seed shot out and painted your walls a thick and sticky coat of white. both of you are left panting for air when he pulls away from the kiss. his now sweaty hair is sticking to his forehead from the intense session while he stays like this with you for a small while, admiring the beauty of your face when and after you orgasm. he couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have you like this, he felt completely moonstruck, completely crazy.
turning you over and holding you tightly in his arms, his voice is sweet like honey as he spoke softly in your ear.
"I hope you don't mind being mine from now on."
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little bit of a vent post but ive been so in and out of writing lately that its getting frustrating. i have ideas, i want to write them, but the motivation just leaves my body the second it appears. i think part of it is because i was doing it for the wrong reasons and now im trying to change my source of drive to something healthier, but i havent quite found it yet. if anyone has some suggestions id be happy to hear them, anything helps.
CONTENT WARNING: smut, porn with plot, fic is based in Costa Brava (Spain), more to be added in the final fic, the fic will contain 18+ content, minors dni.
TEASER WC: 610 words! (total. 19.7k words)
SYNOPSIs: You weren’t supposed to take this trip alone. However, after freeing yourself from the shackles of a failed relationship, you decided you deserve a break from the real world—never imagining the man you’d run into there would shatter your calm, derail your plans, and walk off with your hotel keycard as if it belonged to him.
A/N: hihi loves <3 you are getting a summer fic for the winters, hope you guys enjoy it <3
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Turning around the corner, you came across a beautiful, sleek dark convertible, definitely expecting it to not have any passengers inside, or any driver. But to your absolute dismay, there was a sun kissed man sitting right on the driver’s seat with sunglasses perched on his head.
He had his elbow propped up the side of the door, eyes on you—Heeseung.
You turned to give Jake a look of betrayal, “you didn’t mention that I’d be third wheeling here.”
“Woah,” he raised his hands in surrender, “it’s his car, bebé, had to drag him along.”
You groaned, sighing right after, planning on getting into the backseat, but Jake was quick, opening the passenger door, “after you.”
“Wait—me? There?” You looked at him, incredulous.
He leaned in, “you’re not scared of him, are you, princesa?”
You shook your head slowly, annoyed that he knew exactly what to say to get you there, and so you did, without once looking at Heeseung, who stared your way shamelessly, your keycard still with him. Jake got in as well, too excited for anyone’s liking.
“Seatbelt?” Heeseung asked, looking your way.
“You’re not wearing it either,” you retorted, now looking his way, slightly shocked by the level of intensity his stare held.
“Yeah, but you need it, can’t have you dying,” he replied as you stared at his unbuttoned shirt, his faint abs and v-line was definitely impressive.
When you didn’t reply for two seconds, he huffed in annoyance, leaning in as you barely even registered his movement until the click of the seatbelt snapped into place.
The back of his knuckles brushed against the top of your thigh as he adjusted the belt, and his chest hovered close enough to yours that you could feel the warmth radiating off him. Your eyes flicked up instinctively the second his head turned. His pointy nose grazed your cheek, just a hint of his skin on yours yet it was enough to knock the breath out of your lungs.
He didn’t mean to do that by any means, you knew it and so even as his breath hitched, his eyes still lingered just beside your temple, close enough that if you turned, your lips might brush his.
He couldn’t smell anything else but your scent, it was so addictive, so clean, it made him suddenly aware of the way his shirt clung slightly to his chest and how warm the car had gotten.
Jake’s voice broke the silence from the backseat, and you both moved to your assigned corners just as he said, “I mean, if you two are done playing a silent telenovela, the beach does close after sundown and we can’t have the lady not enjoying it.”
“Lo siento (sorry),” Heeseung muttered, focusing on the car now.
You looked out the window, hiding your face now which was clearly heating up, meanwhile Heeseung was right, the road was rocky and you needed the belt to stay in place. How he stayed in place was a mystery to you. It was a silent ride for most part, besides Jake talking to you and Spanish pop music playing on the speakers. Ever so often, you risked a glance to your left, catching the profile of the driver, especially at his one hand resting lazily on the wheel, the other tapping against his thigh to the beat, the same hand that held you close last night.
It was annoying actually, how you were hyper aware of him not knowing that he was the same for you, it was even worse how you both just hated each other and now, you had to spend the day together.
being in the backseat of a car with your boyfriend doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea..
pairing - boyfriend!yeonjun x fem!reader
warnings - smut, car sex, dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, groping, kissing, ass smacking, nipple play, yeonjun refers to reader as baby, reader refers to yeonjun as jjun
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”it’ll be fun…” yeonjun purred into your ear, his honey voice sending shivers across your body amidst the loud noise of music and people of the night club. his hands were place carefully on your hip, swaying as he pressed against you, his bulge growing hard with every passing second.
“what do you say? wanna ditch everybody?”
you turn yourself around, gazing up to meet the cocky smirk that played across his handsome face. he lets out a soft chuckle, your hand coming up to brush away the loose stand of hair that hung in front of his face like mistletoe.
“are you sure?” you asked, hesitance coating your words like powdered sugar. yeonjun can only look around the club, spotting his friends who were taking shot after shot and getting drunk like crazy.
“I’ve never been so sure about anything,” turning his gaze in their direction, his face scrunches up into a wince. “plus, I’d rather have you all to myself…” his hands grip your hips tighter as he pulls you closer, your faces only mere inches away from each other.
“then that’s what we’ll do.” you declare, giving him a quick peck on the lips before the two of you are walking out of the pumped up club, entering the silence of the world outside.
leading you to his car, yeonjun leaves a smug smirk on his face the whole way there. “you won’t regret saying yes to this, baby…”
—
you had never been in the back seat of yeonjun’s car — especially when it was just the two of you.
the sleek black car was parked in an empty parking lot, yeonjun was standing outside the car, and you had your hands and knees pressed against the smooth leather of his car’s backseat.
“y-you’re going to stand outside with the door open?” you turn your head back to look at him, his hands already messing with the silver buckle of his belt. “someone might see us, no?”
yeonjun lets out a low suppressed laugh, shaking his head. “in this empty parking lot? baby, we got more important things to worry about… like this sweet ass of yours.” with that, he delivers a swift spank to your ass, emitting a mewl from your lips.
he flips you over, pressing his lips against yours in a heated kiss, your hands tangle themselves in his blond locks of hair, causing yeonjun to groan in satisfaction.
slowly, yeonjun peels each piece of clothing off of your body with precision, taking his time to admire you to the fullest, his hands explore and grope every inch of your skin until you’re completely bare in front of him, completely at his mercy.
just as he pulls away from the kiss, breathing heavy with his face flushed pink, he unbuckles his belt, fiddling until his fingers dip into the waistband of his pants, pulling them down enough for his cock to finally break free from their previous tight confinements.
the tip of his cock is an angry pink, bulging furiously with precum peaking from the slit. yeonjuns find himself wrapping his hand around his own girth, pumping himself a few times before he presses his cock against your leaking entrance.
a short gasp is heard from you, and you could already feel the stretch he was going to give you. “fuck, yeonjun…” you manage to make into words.
he smirks, leaning down to meet your fond gaze with his own sharp one. “you want me to stretch you out for anyone else, right? tell me that you want it, baby…” his unoccupied hand makes its way to one of your breasts, thumb and pointer finger tweaking and pinching at your nipple to overstimulate you even more.
goosebumps tickles your skin at his words and you find yourself desperately crying out, “I want it! I want it so bad, jjun!”
“that’s the spirit, baby…”
you gasp at the sudden stretch of your hole as yeonjun slams into you, painfully delicious as he fills you to brim with his complete length. your hands fly to his forearms, nails digging into his skin, but not hard enough to hurt him. both of you moan out blissfully, feeling the immense pleasure of finally getting to make love to each other again.
he sets a relentless pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the silent parking lot that no one except the two of you occupied.
his thrusts are sloppy, your gummy walls clenching around him so tightly he almost can’t even function.
yeonjun’s breath grows heavier by the second, deep groans and grunts escaping past his lips. he chuckles darkly at the way you fail to keep your composure and crumble in his arms. “you like that, don’t you baby? like the way that anybody could catch me fucking this tight little pussy?”
you part your lips to speak, but nothing comes out except a broken whimper of his name, “j-jjun!”
at this point, you’re seeing stars, the bulbous tip of his cock brushes harder against your cervix with each thrust, a new sensation growing inside of you.
yeonjun doesn’t fail to notice, and that satisfied smirk is back on his face. “you’re close, aren’t you baby?”
you nod your head, too lost in pleasure to even form a coherent thought.
yeonjun’s hand travels and make its way to your cunt, his thumb begins to rub harsh quick circles on your clit, leaving you to let out a gasp as your eyes widen.
“fuck!” you cry out helplessly, arms wrapping themselves around his neck. “I’m gonna-!”
before you could finish your sentence, yeonjun is crashing his lips against yours in a searing kiss, he moans softly, seeming to be taking in the moment.
he pulls away after a long pause, leaning closer to your ear as he whispers the same way he did at the club, “do it. fucking do it.”
yeonjun’s thrusts are now completely inhumane, he set a punishing pace, his balls slapping against your ass as you feel the knot in your stomach is ready to pop.
without further hesitation, your walls clench around him like never before and you let out a loud moan and reach your climax, “yeonjun!”
yeonjun follows your lead, fully burying himself into your cunt before he releases inside of you, painting your walls completely white with his warm milk-like liquid.
“fuck baby…” he says, chest heaving as he catches his breath. “that was so far the best sex we’ve had…”
“you think so?” you pull him into a quick kiss, giggling softly at the look on yeonjun’s face that made him look like a fool in love.
“we should definitely do this more often…”
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