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[boofeine]

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[boofeine]

good fucking morning to me

[prettygyus]

camboy!gyu x fav customer!reader

notes: reader is referred to with miss/ma'am

"hi, my loves, hi."

mingyu smiles at his blank screen, colorful text telling him more and more are joining to tune in. the chat is an endless stream of a variety of greetings, ranging from the sweet 'hi how have you been !!!' to the more confident 'i want to gag on ur dick king'. mingyu greets with a soft hi before chuckling about the latter.

"i just thought i'd have a radio live today, just wanted to catch up, nothing too wild." mingyu contemplates sharing the fact that he's in bed, comfortable in his mountain of pillows, only clad in some loose shorts and a hoodie. mingyu decides to hold back for now, still waiting to see that one username he's found himself to be so fond of.

cat3arss: so no head? 😔

cocks1ut: oohh how have you been?

hole4sale: lmao no head 😭😭

pretty.miss: aww thats too bad

pretty.miss: wouldve loved to see you get all messy again

hole4sale: so true pretty miss ma'am!!

mingyu didn't even notice you've already joined, his body suddenly flashing hot as he reread your comments. a warm pink dusts his cheeks, and he clears his throat in an attempt to keep himself together. "what, are you just using me for my body or something?"

pretty.miss: perhaps

mingyu inhales sharply, propping his laptop and mic on his bedside table before shuffling down his bed to be more comfortable, his left hand now toying with the gartered band of his shorts. he feels his cock start to harden, all because of your words.

"tch, perhaps." it's a weak attempt at getting the upper hand, on his own damn live. he spots your username and the little bouncing circles indicating your'e typing. it's like he can only focus on you, his favorite regular.

pretty.miss: hehe. have you eaten yet then?

"y-yeah, I had some tuna mayo riceballs e-earlier." for some reason, mingyu's mind had drifted to how lovely you must sound, asking about his day and talking about yours. the thought sends tingles running down his spine and causing more blood to flow down his body and harden his dick. mingyu knows it's ridiculous, getting off to the mere thought of how your voice must sound, but he can't help himself, not when his eyes flit to the screen and sees you've commented once more. his hand slides past the gartered band of his shorts and is now palming the bulge that has formed in his boxers.

pretty.miss: oh did you make them yourself?

mingyu nods, and upon realizing that you can't actually see him, tries to calm himself down so he won't sound so obvious and get found out. "I-hah- I did." So much for not being caught.

pretty.miss: you okay, babyboy? you sound out of breath

the petname goes straight to his dick; mingyu lets out a shuddering breath, one the viewers most definitely heard, and lets his hand wrap around himself. he gives himself a few languid strokes, thumb brushing the tip to collect the precum pooling there. through gritted teeth, he answers you. "I'm f-fine, pretty."

pretty.miss: you sure? idk it sounds like you're getting needy

hole4sale: oh shit

cocks1ut: wait pretty miss is right?????

skinnyp3n1s: are you touching yourself??

the pinging of the chat turns him on even more, and in the absence of an answer, his viewers start donating. it's like he's been conditioned; mingyu's body turns warmer and he gets needier at the sound of the clinking coins. it's been no more than 10 minutes and he's already reached half of his usual goal.

"i j-just wanted to catch up with you g-guys," mingyu huffs, reaching over his bedside table for the bottle lube. he removes his hand from his dick to squirt a generous amount of lube on it, the slick, wet sound making its way to the mic. "you just had to turn it into something else..."

pretty.miss: oh so you're blaming us now? it's not our fault you get turned on by a little small talk

pretty.miss donated 100 coins!

the chat joins in, crude words teasing him about how needy and easy he is for them. mingyu whimpers when his lubed hand makes contact with his sensitive cock, desperation urging him to fuck his fist already. but he shakes his head, mouth dry as he pleads, "can i touch myself? please?"

pretty.miss: you know i can't say no to you, baby

"f-fuck, thank you!" mingyu's whimpers are endless as he fucks his fist, just the like the coins being donated to him. eyes scrnuched close, miraculously enough, he manages to block out the clinking, his mind coming up with thoughts of how it would feel like to fuck you instead. his breath turns ragged at the thought, convince there's nothing more that could drive him so insane.

then, in a moment of delirium, he thinks of how you're probably getting off to him (or at the very least thinking of him in the most impure of ways), how his voice does the same things to you that your words do with him. mingyu feels his abs contract and his toes curling as his orgasm builds up.

"hng, f-fuck, i'm so close-" a loud, whiny moan rips from mingyu's throat and the chat rolls endlessly, the pinging sound of notifications making his already fuzzy head spin. "p-please let me cum, please!"

gyu cracks one eye open then the other just in time to see your comment of approval before he's seeing stars and spurting ribbons of white all over his fist.

pretty.miss: cum for me, babyboy

[stormbrite1989]

This was so hot! @boofeine you have to read this.

[boofeine]

ooohh so good this fr 😋

[boofeine]

Aberratio – bsk

pairing: seungkwan x fem reader

genre: smut one shot

warnings: angst, a bit lovely, fingering, oral m receiving, seungkwan is whimpery, enemies to lovers, tension, breast play, cum play, biting, dirty talk, unpenetrative sex

a/n: hellooooo!!! so this one is a remake from the safekeep, the book. I finished the book last week and I absolutely loved it. I gathered some parts and did this one shot, so for a warning: some scenes texts are from the book, I don't own it. you should definitely check the book btw. and yes, i did turn a sapphic smut into a seungkwan one :) enjoy it !

You walk your way to the hotel entrance, the pouring rain outside remaining as you groan, cleaning the raindrops from your dress, hair and legs, your high heels wet and dirty with the mug around your ankles. You look up and is meet with the sight of Seungkwan at the front desk, getting his room key and walking out without seeing you. You swear under your breath, out of places, why does he have to follow you here?

You remember earlier today on your way to your work party, how your old car couldn't start and how you rushed to get an uber, making it just a few minutes after time and hearing from your boss how late you were either way. You watched Seungkwan across the room chatting easily like he always does and you felt like giving up.

You and him are competing for the same rise position. The thing is Seungkwan is good and extroverted, even though you are just as good in at you do as well, being lowkey and introvert doesn't help on catching the eyes of the superiors. You’ve been trying your best, as well for today, but you are also tired. You think about giving up for the hundredth time today, if it has to happen, it will... you try to calm yourself.

Walking to the hotel front desk, you hand your ID, booking a room, not wanting to take more than a hour to get home inside an uber in the rain and without your car. You decided to stay around and go back home tomorrow... i guess Seungkwan had the same idea.

Once you get your keys, you thank the lady and rush to find your room, already undoing your high heels at the empty hallway, sliding down the zipper behind your dress once you reach the door. You curse, the zipper stuck, not wanting to make its way down. You stop, trying to roll the keys that are not opening the door either, you curse again, what the hell is up today? you think.

You yelp, startled by how the door suddenly opens on its own. Your eyes get big once you see Seungkwan inside the room, handling the knob. His hair is messy and pushed back now, the first buttons of his shirt are undone and the tie loose. Fuck, why does he have to be so handsome? you are trying to hate him. 

"You scared me" he says.

You look up, at the woody door again, it says 504, and then you take your back, the door on the other side with 505 written on it, the same numbers on your keys. You got it wrong.

“I'm sorry” you say and he crook a grin “Mine's the other one” you add, pointing your finger to the door behind you.

He looks you up and down as you follow his eye sight, suddenly too aware of your state. You rush out a small sorry again, taking your back to him walking to the right door this time. Seungkwan hadn't move, his hands on his pocket now.

"Do you need help?" he asks

You look over your shoulder, surprise written over your brows shut.

"Your zipper…" he adds and you remember your half bare back, your eyes go big and he coffs, brushing his free hand over his neck "I mean, the tag is stuck, i can just untuck it…"

"Sure" you are surprised by your fast answer but you doesn't take it back either when he starts to get close to you.

He whispers a small excuse me before taking your dress on his hands. You can feel his warm knuckles on your back skin as he tucks the tag in place, trying to slide down the zipper above it. He gets closer, tugging a bit harshly, the sudden movement making you whimper.

"I'm sorry" he says, laughing nervously, and you can feel his breath fanning your shoulder.

You are not sure why there's hot waves spreading over your body.

"You are beautiful tonight", He adds and you feel your breath getting stuck midway out, surprised by his sudden compliment. You feel shivers form when he is able to slide down the stuck zipper.

"All done", he whispers again. You turn around feeling a bit uneasy around your legs. You are aiming to thank him but his gaze go from your eyes to your lips.

He looks at you now, quick and scathing, meaning to say something as well, but instead just study your face and then slowly darted in as if to test the waters, you don't move, letting him. Before you realize, he pecks you on the lips. 

You stare, not able to take a full breath. Seungkwan babbles around words with panicked eyes, saying how he didn't meant to cross any line, he only meant to help, that he wasn't a creep looking at you, and thinking out loud he blast out the way your lips seemed to be welcoming him and then stopped on his tracks, lost in his train of thought, unfocused. His eyes on your mouth, you're so short this close, warm. 

You stare back, thinking how this man had made you so angry before, how his male handsome extroverted self had betrayed you, how actually childish you're being for feeling like this. Your face feel heavy, suddenly you remember you're on the middle of a hallway. a empty hallway but nonetheless. You step back, getting just briefly inside your room, the hall remain silent. You clumsily try to pass a hand along the door, looking for the handle, and then missing it. 

Seungkwan wasn’t moving, wasn’t making a sound. And when he did, it was very quiet, barely a breath, “Y/n...” 

You found the door handle, holding it in your grip. Suddenly feeling sick, shaking, stomach twisting. Don’t let him come a step closer, you think, and he takes a step closer. “Y/n… Please, just say something” but you still don't.

A touch, a reaching thing, two fingers to the dip of your spine, barely there. Don’t let—, you think, and look up and he is there, right there. You either pulled or was pulled, a rushed and clumsy embrace. You sway, lean, first away and then, all at once, towards after tiptoing.

He kisses you again and you let him. It was a press of a mouth this time. You sharply inhale, not letting your silence lie to how much you are enjoying his mouth on yours. His hand brushing your shoulder, the undone fabric of your dress sliding down just a bit to welcome his touch on the skin. Seungkwan cages your top lip between his mouth. Your lips clung when he pulls back with a sound, breathing fast. His mouth seemed redder, and you stare at the flesh.

“I’m—sorry, I—I didn’t mean to—” Seungkwan was too muddled, all of a sudden too muddled.

He started this, you think and now, all over sudden, he’s acting like he doesn't want it, like you made a mistake. You turn and hold your hands to your face and righted, back straight. You can't stop thinking how is best you just go to bed. You need to shower, to wash over today. To sleep. To wake up and not remember this day with the same clarity as now.

“I’m—” you try and then clear your throat. “Going to bed.”

Behind you, Seungkwan whispers “Yes.” his cheeks pinkish now. Seungkwan walks back to his door but your body can't seem to move, wanting more, missing his warm embrace. You twirl around and back, facing him once again. For awhile, you both just stare at each other.

The kiss happens without understanding the steps it took, how you sways in the middle of the hallway the one moment and found wall the next, how Seungkwan comes to hold the curve of your jaw like it is where it belongs, thumb to the bony joint when you open your mouth for him, ripping a sound.

Seungkwan fists a hand under the heat of your hair, tugging it as not to let you move against him. As a response, you pull him in, closer. The slide of Seungkwan’s tongue makes a pendulum swing low in your belly, made something pitch like a whistle. You could not be quiet, would not be still, would grab at him and say, “Mm, ah—”.

Sounds from the back of your throat and restless hands pulling, tugging his collar, his neck and hair, mouth wide when he puts his teeth to your lower lip. The jolt of the bite makes him reach, pinch you hard at the waist as you gasp, feeling his center hardens on yours. Seungkwan is out of breath. He swallows and his throat makes a click of a sound. He reaches to touch your mouth, swollen. It looked bruised.

Your heart gives a single terrified thump. The terror was as wide as the want. Blood rushing in your ears, you lick your lips, and they were sore. Seungkwan push his thumb inside, pressing your tongue as an unhinged sound comes out. Your eyes closing as your teeth cage his digit.

“Come —just—” you say, and you put his hands where they’d last been, at your back, your neck. “Like this, like you did, like—” Seungkwan does it again, fingers into the heat of your hair, pulling. You shudder against him, and all he sees of you is a spill of dark lashes, an open mouth, and then nothing—the red dark of closed eyes. He kisses you again, pushing you inside as you tug on his neck, pulling him with you. His feet shuts the door behind him in a loud tug.

He is hot, so hot through his clothes, fingers tight around you, guiding you to the bed, pushing you down, and coming above you. The kiss was fast and then held and held. Slowed, by increments and built itself back up. Behind your ear, thin skin, he finds the sensitive spot with the slide of his tongue there, and then on the pulse at your throat, heavy under the press of his lips. The world pooled between your legs. 

"What are we doing?" You are able to say, out of breath still.

"Do you want to stop?", he asks, stopping his movements to search your face with sincerity.

"No" you are surprised again by how fast it comes out.

He doesn't say anything, kissing you again and grabbing your knees, sliding up his touch, under the fall of the hem of your dress. Your skin had gone cold in the raining evening and Seungkwan’s hand is a heat, a flame heating you up. With a punch of air from your lungs, you open your legs to him. Seungkwan feels his cock twitches under his clothes, tightening his grip on your thighs, he pants, a hot air on your lips. 

He dives on the skin of your neck, bite your ear “Tell me no” his voice rumbles “Y/n… Tell me yes or no.”

You open your mouth over his again, meaning to answer. He moves his body to press your breasts to his chest. There was something maddening to the kiss, wide-open one moment, and then hesitant the next, pulling back. It made Seungkwan want to barrel in, want to break the hinges, push the door from its bolts.

He nips your lip, he sucks you in, push his hands up your bare thighs and pulls. The movement opens your legs wider, giving Seungkwan’s gaze the sight of your thong. He presses his heat to your stomach, his crotch, the hard bone of his cock. Your mouth slip off his with a breath. Seungkwan chases it, and the next kiss was faster, frantic, more wanting.

Seungkwan has a hold at the fold of your leg, the join of his pelvis. His thumb touching the elastic of your underwear, playing with it. The thin skin had gone damp at the center. You couldn’t close your mouth anymore, couldn’t coordinate the kiss, jaw cocked open as you roll your hips, pressing into the soft hill below him. A wetness had seeped through.

He lets you, lets you grind, guide the movements. The world had gone a high-pitched silent, only Seungkwan’s shuddering, choked-off moans mixed with your own. He is back at kissing your neck, your throat. He wants to push his thumb inside, break the barrier, he wants to move, he wants— 

“Touch me,” you say, sliping into a messy half kiss, clutching at him and grounding against him “God, just, please, can you—”

“Tell me.” Seungkwan hides diving behind your ear “What to—” It happens quick, the one moment inseparable from the next. You take Seungkwan’s hand and suck two fingers into your mouth, wet them, push the hand down the front of your panties, pressing small kisses to his bottom lip as you let him tease, pressing.

“Like this,” you say. “Like this.” you are hot, the fabric dump there, soaking against the cotton panel of your underwear. You pull it aside and curve Seungkwan’s two fingers into yourself, silent, as though a syllable was caught in your throat in the middle of bursting a sound.

The sound of his fingers inside you echoes, the wet ticking of it as you tightens around him, pushing against him, arms around his shoulders, mouth slack to the line of his hair as you grab, your nails digging his back skin.

“Yes?” he ask, and you nod, manage a weak “Yes, yeah, ah—” clutching at his hair, pulling into him, your hips chasing his palm to meet your clit. Seungkwan holds you by the meat of your ass, grabbing, steading the back-and-forth of your hips as he moves his fingers inside you, feeling your walls clench around his long fingers.

Seungkwan’s fingers slip from you and you are caught desesperated, “Ah, come—please, fuck, why did you stop—” 

He didn’t move like he was supposed to, everything slow and syrupy. You under him as he pulls back, his trousers pushed down and then caught around one ankle, making him stumble, tie thrown back and shirt being unbuttoned as he is making his way back to you. His hair was a curtain, strands stuck to his forehead, with the sweat there. You push it away, hold his face like that, before helping him take out his shirt, down his arms.

You move your knee up, foot pressed under the clothed underside of Seungkwan’s buttock. He allows himself to think fucking you. His fingers back deep, buried on your warm walls. A third one stretching you as you moan and arch.

Seungkwan pushes up on one elbow, looking down at you, the high blotch on your neck, your chest, the shape of your breasts, nipple perking under the cloth. You open your eyes, found you were being watched, trying to turn from it—then turning back to it, unfocused, hazy-eyed.

Seungkwan fits his mouth around a breast, over fabric, sucked at it. He clutches over bones, over hips, big hands enveloping the skin, leaving red marks. He asks for more skin with a small touch to the hem of your dress top—and you mumble “Yes yes yes—” and he takes it off. 

The skin of your breast was reddish, his cock went tight at the sight of it. He kisses the flesh, and press his face into as much skin as he could find. Sucking on your nipples and bitting the skin around, sliding the tip of his tongue around your areola. Papery and soft on all of your skin. 

You let go of his hair, found the waist of his trousers and pull at it, his hard cock spilling free “Fuck—” he swears over your skin that shivers.

He wedges a leg between your legs, pushes it up and then handing your waist, urges you to move, as if chasing your high was like chasing his own. You start to ride his thigh, his muscle tightening and pressing on your folds.

You reach a trembling hand to his member, wrapping the base, sliding up to press a thumb over his cockhead. He moans, letting his head fall down to your breast. He begins to talk, rushed half words, saying yes, and ah!, and that’s good that’s so good! His fingers twists in the belt loops of your trousers, for leverage.

He hands your hips, putting force to sway your body over his bare thigh as you start to bump him. You are both panting, your pussy leaving a glisten to his leg skin and his length wetting your palm. You stare where your bodies are connected and that’s how you cum. An arching, a sob, a gushing on Seungkwan’s thigh. 

But you did not want it to stop, did not let up. Seungkwan reaches for your clit, circling and circling thumb over your clit, until you has to push him away, had to take him by the wrist and say, “Ah—no, ah—” as it began to get sensitive.

His arm trembles where he kept himself up by the elbow. His cock feels swollen and soaked and he would swear he would die if you wrapped your mouth there. He was sure he would die if you sucked the skin there.

He did not die, you get him to lie down, pushing him by the shoulders. His back meeting the mattress as your knee sink in the sheets, you lay your body to him, ass up, showing your lower back where the dress has slipped. You stroke his toned stomach, only his stomach, a sugared slowness to you now that you had come. Seungkwan could barely stand it, could barely stand the ease. The inching hand. 

He whispers to you in small words, sweet things. “You looked so lovely tonight,” he said. “God, you don’t—know how—” You slide down, slip your hand to his balls, then around his base. Seungkwan shudders, a nervous gasp, clutching at the sheets for something to hold, “Fuck”

“Look at me. Look at me. Let me see your face, I want—to see when you like it, I want to see—” the discovery was that he could not keep quiet. You are slowly adoring how reactive and vocal he is at any thing you do. The sounds pulled from him, low but rusk. Your fingers tighten the grip, bumping slowly on him, sliding round where you want it, never quite there.

You go down, wrap your mouth on his cockhead, then again to take him whole, never picking up speed. Seungkwan pulls at cloth under his fist and it rips. You laugh around him, against his skin, making his hip joint, he groans desesparately. He grabs your scalp, where he wants it. His hips rise up into you, fucking your mouth. “Oh, I—” and tilts to it, archs to it, fastening, feeling the knot on his lower belly. You look up at him as he asked and he watches you taking him "I'm gonna cum—" he spits.

Your eyes tear up, you are out of breath when he pulls out, a line of spit between him and your lips. He bumps himself, whimpering, whimpering, before he releases the moan stuck on the back of his throat as he cums. You stare at the sight, the hot spurr on your chin and neck, some down his finger as he rides himself. You get yourself wishing all of it was inside you. 

You don't know why Seungkwan haven't fuck you. And in the back of Seungkwan’s mind, a wish, a plan, a hope for it to happen again. For you to want him like he's been wanting you.

[boofeine]

I have A FEW seungkwan ff restored so you all just don't mind me :)

[boofeine]

Where are u

Having a rest, focusing on writing, taking a break from tarot for now

[boofeine]

reading your seungcheol analysis and remembering the taroteen reading you did for me where you said we deserved each other 🫠 - 🪼

Sounds about right jelly 💗💗💗

[boofeine]

pairing: jihoon x fem reader – smut, mdni, fingering, praise kink, dirty talk, a bit of yearn from woozi, it's kinda cute too tho...

as promised to @stormbrite1989 and also hers idea for this :) I hope you enjoy it lovely human !!!

You are stressed, you've been running this final project for days, even nights, and whatever you do, it never seems what you're aiming for. Jihoon sees right through you, he knows you're just as tough on yourself as he is with his when it comes to work, life, love, sex... gosh! He's running wild, you've been facing that computer for days, not giving him any attention. He's been patient, he has talked you through it but you seem not wanting to listen so he will have to try some other thing to convince you to relax, to know how good and hardworking you are and how fucking proud of you he is. That's why Jihoon is pulling your chair back, massaging your shoulders and kissing your sides, because you deserve a rest from your hardwork. You feel your tense body immediately tough down from his caresses, your heavy eyes closing as you sigh in relief from the sensation.

You've been working for days, when will I get your attention? He whispers in the hem of your neck, inside your hair, filling in your sweet scent. You seem to be getting it right now. You reply, smilling, teasingly, and he feels it, like he has to yearn for it. And then he circles around your chair, pulling you up by the waist and sliding himself under you, sitting at the chair and aligning you on his lap, your ass feeling the press of his hard crotch. You relax as his fingers trail down, just caressing your lower belly under the shirt, before coming down to your center. Jihoon teases above the fabric, feeling how it dumps and clings to your wet core. Your head goes back, resting on his shoulder with a plea of more. You can feel his hot breath as he kisses your neck and plays his tongue over your earlob making you whimper. He finally reach for where you need him most, sliding his warm hands under your lacy and fuck why the fuck are you in a lacy for work, he's so damn jealous. He grunts drawing circles at your clit, pinching the flesh as your lap runs chasing his palm for more. I missed this, you know. He talks you through it. Sliding a finger inside and then a second, his thumb coming up to massage and press over your clit. I'm so proud of you, this fucking work shouldn't be getting the attention that is mine. He preaches, biting behind your ear and you swear you're just there. You feel his chest rising and falling heavy over your back before you're not anymore because you're arching. Lap running on his hand, on his thigh, anything to get you there. You gasp and moan and his digits goes faster as your walls pulse around it. You hear Jihoon whispering a swear under his breath as you're cumming and he's riding you through your high with his fingers. You're panting, wetting his hands and your panties, he gets stiff behind you swearing again and panting and praising you for being so good, so perfect, he's so fucking proud of you, you're everything.

Once his hands are gone from your warmth, fabric wet and bothering in between your legs, calling for a shower. You come up, twirling to be in front of him instead, settling up in between his legs, caressing his long hair and kissing his lips. Jihoon loves how clingy and soft you get after any sexual encounter you two share. You lock on his hazy gaze and that's when you noticed, the wet spot on his grey sweatpants, he clear his throat in embarrassment, leaving your waist to cover his messy crotch from your stares instead. You just giggle and leave it at it. Proud to be the one who have him work up.

[stormbrite1989]

I have no words. This is more than what my mind even thought. You ate this up. I'm proud😁

[boofeine]

Glad u like it 💗💗

[boofeine]

pairing: jihoon x fem reader – smut, mdni, fingering, praise kink, dirty talk, a bit of yearn from woozi, it's kinda cute too tho...

as promised to @stormbrite1989 and also hers idea for this :) I hope you enjoy it lovely human !!!

You are stressed, you've been running this final project for days, even nights, and whatever you do, it never seems what you're aiming for. Jihoon sees right through you, he knows you're just as tough on yourself as he is with his when it comes to work, life, love, sex... gosh! He's running wild, you've been facing that computer for days, not giving him any attention. He's been patient, he has talked you through it but you seem not wanting to listen so he will have to try some other thing to convince you to relax, to know how good and hardworking you are and how fucking proud of you he is. That's why Jihoon is pulling your chair back, massaging your shoulders and kissing your sides, because you deserve a rest from your hardwork. You feel your tense body immediately tough down from his caresses, your heavy eyes closing as you sigh in relief from the sensation.

You've been working for days, when will I get your attention? He whispers in the hem of your neck, inside your hair, filling in your sweet scent. You seem to be getting it right now. You reply, smilling, teasingly, and he feels it, like he has to yearn for it. And then he circles around your chair, pulling you up by the waist and sliding himself under you, sitting at the chair and aligning you on his lap, your ass feeling the press of his hard crotch. You relax as his fingers trail down, just caressing your lower belly under the shirt, before coming down to your center. Jihoon teases above the fabric, feeling how it dumps and clings to your wet core. Your head goes back, resting on his shoulder with a plea of more. You can feel his hot breath as he kisses your neck and plays his tongue over your earlob making you whimper. He finally reach for where you need him most, sliding his warm hands under your lacy and fuck why the fuck are you in a lacy for work, he's so damn jealous. He grunts drawing circles at your clit, pinching the flesh as your lap runs chasing his palm for more. I missed this, you know. He talks you through it. Sliding a finger inside and then a second, his thumb coming up to massage and press over your clit. I'm so proud of you, this fucking work shouldn't be getting the attention that is mine. He preaches, biting behind your ear and you swear you're just there. You feel his chest rising and falling heavy over your back before you're not anymore because you're arching. Lap running on his hand, on his thigh, anything to get you there. You gasp and moan and his digits goes faster as your walls pulse around it. You hear Jihoon whispering a swear under his breath as you're cumming and he's riding you through your high with his fingers. You're panting, wetting his hands and your panties, he gets stiff behind you swearing again and panting and praising you for being so good, so perfect, he's so fucking proud of you, you're everything.

Once his hands are gone from your warmth, fabric wet and bothering in between your legs, calling for a shower. You come up, twirling to be in front of him instead, settling up in between his legs, caressing his long hair and kissing his lips. Jihoon loves how clingy and soft you get after any sexual encounter you two share. You lock on his hazy gaze and that's when you noticed, the wet spot on his grey sweatpants, he clear his throat in embarrassment, leaving your waist to cover his messy crotch from your stares instead. You just giggle and leave it at it. Proud to be the one who have him work up.

[boofeine]

dandelion – bsk

pairing: seungkwan x fem reader

genre: smut with no plot

warnings: raw penetrative sex, dirty talk, breeding, squirting, cumming, oral, breast play, teasing, it's a bit dork too

note: I THINK YOU SHOULD PLANT THIS SEED I GET THIS SOUNDS UNSERIOUS BUT BABY BOY THIS IS SERIOUS!!! that's my way of saying that dandelion by ariana grande inspired me this and this seungkwan look really makes me wanna go raw on him 🥹

It started as a joke from you but you two ended up bickering earlier. You didn't expected Seungkwan to be so affected by how you teased him because that's already a normal thing for you. But he proved you wrong as you stumble in each other's legs and feet around the house on your way to the bedroom. And the fact that once you got home he had messy hair, a pout on his lips and big eyes, sulking about this morning didn't help a bit the aching on your pussy.

Whenever you fuck raw, Seungkwan comes out to cum just at the right time, when you're just there. Even though you hate it, you also love it, but you couldn't lose the chance of pushing his buttons. He started whining and swearing, he could make you cum first and that's how you ended up in this strange battle to prove a point.

He didn't think twice at grabbing you, his competitive side getting the best of him. Seungkwan cages your mouth on his, walking you on his embrace. You both were already just on your underwear, taking each other's tongue. He sucks on your warm muscle, the back of your knees meeting the mattress as you let a out a needy moan.

Seungkwan pulls out just to stare back at you "lay down for me" he demands and you sit on the bed to slide further the surface, but he's impatient, he comes closer taking your right tight with one hand and your side with another hand, throwing your body on the bed. You giggle nervously as his eyes darken.

"Tryna prove your point?" You tease.

"Don't fucking start it" he replies. Digging his knees on the end of your body, he takes your tong sliding down your thighs.

He pulls you in, laying in between your legs, that are now over his shoulders. He looks up, one side of his lips moving up in a slight smirk before he's eating you down.

"OH! Fuck, Seungkwan" You mewl, your head going back and eyes rolling from the sudden pleasure.

He takes his tongue inside your cunt collecting your wetness and sliding up your clit, smearing over the muscle with a satisfied hum. He sucks and licks as your back arches, your hands finding his scalp for some kind of leverage.

One of the hottest things about the man in between your legs right now is just how much he wants to be there, just how much he enjoys tasting you, he's one hungry man and if you wasn't so competitive, you could cum like this.

You start to whimper feeling the knot form on your belly as you desesparately tug on seungkwan locks, trying to pull him out as he keeps grunting fighting for his place.

Once you succeed, you have a messy hair and wet lips and chin seungkwan looking down at you who try to catch a breath.

He tilts his face to the side "what? Was it to early to loose?" He asks, grinning, knowing well you were about to cum just know.

"Tell it to your buddy down there" you tease as you look down on his hard dick under his boxers. He follows your sight, delivering a sincere laugh.

"I rather tell my buddy to do something else" he adds before taking off his panties.

You gasp as he exhales feeling his cock spread free. It twitches a bit before keeping it hard up on his belly. You salivate, wanting so much to just take him in your mouth. You don't realize you're staring at the licking tip, your tongue coming to wet your lips.

"Shit yn" he moans, bumping his length now "don't fucking look at me like that"

Your eyes get back to his face "coming?" You say, meant to double meaning.

He scoffs "No, not yet" seungkwan hovers over you just to bring your torso up "have something to do first" as he says, he unbutton your bra and you don't even see it coming when he slides it down your arms. The piece is thrown to the floor, long forgotten as he gets lost at the sight of your perked nipples. He slides his palm over the flesh, your body relaxing on his grip. He takes one on his mouth, sucking with a loud pop as he pinches the other side.

"Kwan" you moan "please" you plea, the wetness on your cunt starting to get uncomfortable.

He hears you, laying you down gently, aligning his body with yours. He takes his base, pressing the tip on your entrance as you both gasp. You pull your legs up to help him as he slides his thick length inside you.

You grab his arms, his breathing quicking as he adjust, feeling your walls warm him in bare skin. He pushes his hips, bottoning and reaching your further spot, you moan louder, feeling the pressure of his tip inside you. Seungkwan pokes a few times as your legs tremble and you swear you could cum already before he stops.

He yanks up, pulling your hips and handling it in position, pulling out letting just the tip as he pushes back in. He takes it slow before picking up his pace. You both can hear the wet sounds, arousal glistening his balls and your inner thighs.

"There you go, cum for me" he encourages, rocking his hips as you meet up his thrusts. Each time your clit slaps over his center you see white. "That's right, good girl, ride me off" he adds, low, rusky and out of breath.

You pull him, your heels hugging his waist

"Yn..." he warns as you press "What are- Oh God! You doing?" He rolls his eyes in pleasure, his thrusts halting.

"Cum inside me" you say and he swears under his breath. He picks up his pace, listening to your words making his balls tighter.

"That was not part of the deal" he manages to rush out but you press more your heels on his back, hugging him close, digging your nails on his hair. His weight over you and the new position making him reach your spot again.

"Fuck the bet, just cum inside me" you plea and he groans. "I'm so close" you both lose it, you're a moaning mess and he's so desperate for release.

"Cum for me" he talks you through it "I'm gonna fill you up, isn't it what you want?"

"Please" you whine, your walls pulsating so much and the knock impossibly high just waiting to come down, a few more thrusts and you're cumming. Your body trembles and you see white.

"Holy fuck, yn" he grunts "look at me" somewhere behind you, you hear Seungkwan says, one look at him and he's cumming too "you're so fucking hot" he says in between his teeth, his hair sticking on his sweaty forehead.

You feel his hot spurr inside you and before you realize, a rush of pleasure runs through your body in hot waves as you're squirting with a loud moan.

Seungkwan pulls out making a mess on your tummy and you wet all his core and lower belly. He bumps himself looking at your swollen cunt spurring and his cum sliding off of your entrance.

You finally breath, your ear ringing and heavy eyelids. You can't see properly but you can feel seungkwan laying beside you. His slim hands taking your hair behind and caressing your cheek

"Babe, are you okay?" His sweet voice comes out husky "i want to grab you some water but I need you to tell me you're ok before I go" he adds.

Something in your chest twist from how caring he is. You're unable to say it but your head is telling him he can go, you need water. You manage a nod.

He goes, coming back with a glass of water that he hands to you. You are way better, already back to your senses when he's back. You sit back and take it, drinking more than half of the glass in one go. His hands caressing your arm. You smile back at him.

"So I won" he says, a fucking grin on his face.

You laugh "i hate you" you say

"No, you don't"

[boofeine]

Seungcheol – full analysis

Tarot deck reading about seungcheol sex and love behaviors

WARNINGS: tarot is not one fixed truth, you are the one in charge of your life decisions. Smut adult content under the cut, mdni!

disclaimer!! this was made for entertainment purposes only!!

Type of kisser

He's very very veryyyy passionate, the lovers and knight of wands came out. The kiss is a little fast pace and there's a lot of tongue and spit.

He might be a little self conscious because he really gets excited and everything ends up happening fast after a single makeout session. He tries to pay attention to the partner response so he doesn't cross any line.

He really gives everything on a kiss.

Kinks

He has a thing for love making and slow sweaty sex, the energy is cute here.

He might like to role play where he's a dom and the partner is innocent and submiss to him.

He can enjoy threesome and voyeurism if no feelings attach. he images the sex with two partners, where he can sit and watch while he enjoys himself, or at 2, he watching his partner.

How is he in bed

seungcheol is someone confident who knows what he's capable of. he knows what he likes and what has to be done to the partner feel good, he's intuitive. And so eager to discover what you like and how to make you feel good.

He likes to take the lead and see his partner desesparate for him.

Similar to when he kisses, the sex is very passionate, fast pace and wet (literally the same cards came out). Very wet here, he might like a bit of cum play.

Boyfriend

seungcheol is thrilling, both in a good and a bad way, he makes you feel so loved on a daily basis, but he's very intense, it can sometimes feels overwhelming, he can come across as someone who demands a lot even unintentionally.

He can be a bit jealous as well.

He comes as someone very experienced, so he's past the immature and small fights, he's a very mature partner and learnt how to talk out what's bothering in the relationship.

He's an active partner, likes to always be moving, going out, planning dates, chatting, being present, buying you gifts and bouquets without being any special day, he likes the things moving with each other.

[boofeine]

LET ME IN PLS LET ME IIIINNNN

[boofeine]

ones i remember from inbox: "sneaky link?"

Seventeen x sneaky link

Scoups: well yes and might be his main source for sex.

Jeonghan: right now, i don't think so, no.

Joshua: no, not really. I don't think he likes it either.

Jun: he used to but not anymore.

Hoshi: yes, he does, and lot. Similar to coups, his main source for sex and he does it restless.

Wonwoo: no or not anymore. It's not something he'd go for.

Woozi: strong feeling of only doing it while abroad and/or on tour, other than that, no.

Dk: he would like to do it but he's a bit insecure or shy to effectively do it.

Mingyu: no, he doesn't or not anymore.

Minghao: sometimes, when he feels like it.

Seungkwan: yes, he does and pretty similar to hoshi, he is restless about it.

Vernon: yes, he does and likes it.

Dino: he might have done it before but it's not something he really likes so mainly a no.

[boofeine]

ones i remember from inbox: "any oppa/daddy kink?"

Seventeen x daddy/oppa kink

Scoups: oh he likes it, if he's close to release, it might be his breaking point.

Jeonghan: not always... he might like it in the right time. Couldn't get what would it be but I feel like in a teasing manner before actual sex, he might like.

Joshua: no, I think he doesn't like it.

Jun: also a no for him.

Hoshi: yes, he LOVES it. Hearing it loud and clear, you could even scream it, it really gets him going.

Wonwoo: yes, he likes it. Wouldn't expect anything different from this freak. Similar to hoshi, loud and clear, scream to him that he's your daddy.

Woozi: wow im surprised, yes, he likes it. He might try to look at it without any sexual endeavors but either way tickles him a bit.

Dk: no, he doesn't like it. He might get a little embarrassed as well.

Mingyu: yes but he likes that his loved one calls him that in a daily basis and it also gets him a bit hard or horny.

Minghao: yes, I think he likes it in a praise tone, when he's working you up and you're moaning it.

Seungkwan: yes, similar to jeonghan, he likes it in a challenging teasing manner. He looks at it without any sexual endeavors as well but it could get him going either way.

Vernon: im surprised, he enjoys it too lol call him oppa while asking for sex and you shall have it. Also gets him going close to release.

Dino: he likes it during the actual penetration.

[boofeine]

ones i remember from inbox: "do they do drugs?"

Seventeen and use of substance

DISCLAIMER!! there's no mention of specific drugs here, it could be anything, even just alcohol.

Scoups: he did but he doesn't do it anymore since he made a bad habit out of it.

Jeonghan: yeah, I think so. As a tool for stress release.

Joshua: he used to as well but got help and seems he stopped it.

Jun: you could say he knows the taste of it but he doesn't had it as any kind of habit. I would say he just had tried it.

Hoshi: I think he meant to use it in a way to inspire creativity but it didn't have the effect he intended, quite the opposite, so it's a no now. Maybe was an one time thing.

Wonwoo: he does actually, eventually.

Woozi: no, he doesn't but he had already curiosity to try it.

Dk: yes but he's not very proud of it, he's kinda stuck and can't stop.

Mingyu: no, he doesn't.

Minghao: eventually yes, also a way of releasing some stress.

Seungkwan: omg yes (wouldn't expect it either). Similar to dk, he has a kind of dependency here.

Vernon: eventually, really rarely.

Dino: sometimes when he's stressed or have trouble sleeping but he doesn't like to go for it even tho it can happen.

[boofeine]

hellooo can you please do who in svt have done or would be into one night stand?

Are seventeen members into one night stands?

Scoups: yes, but i don't think he likes it that much tho, but somehow he feels a little pressure around it.

Jeonghan: yes or he used to, he might be in a fase of wanting to break old habits into new ones.

Joshua: similar to han, he used to and was his main source of sex but he might be TRYING to stop.

Jun: used to do it impulsively ig... he still does one night stands but it's more conscious and selective about it now.

Hoshi: he's a bit insecure about it, maybe for safety reasons, but yes, he does it.

Wonwoo: not anymore.

Woozi: not anymore.

Dk: he really would love to but his insecurity gets the best of him, so normally wouldn't because he's too shy and nervous.

Mingyu: he does but only when he's abroad on tour.

Minghao: yes, he does and it might be his main source for sex, his go to.

Seungkwan: similar to mingyu, when he's abroad on tour he could do it.

Vernon: sometimes ig. It's not a habit or always but he has his times.

Dino: he could do it but he's not the biggest fan of it but yeah it could happen.

[boofeine]

People, We have a problem 😭😭 All my anon asks are gone.... I have no idea what happened...

I have a few requests written down so I'll post it anyway but others I don't, what I remember I will try to bring the posts to you... 😭😭😭 Srryyy !