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@boyfriend-vernon
BLOG HIATUS
this blog will be on hiatus until further notice. i run lots of other blogs and coming up with ideas for all of them has been draining me a lot and i feel like i can’t put my 100 percent into this blog currently so for fairness i am stepping away until i’m less swamped with everything. i hope you all understand and aren’t too bummed.
much love,
vernon mod
(03/29/2021)
[5:32 am]
“If we weren’t in the city, we’d have been able to see the stars instead of just watching the sunrise,” Vernon says matter-of-factly, shoving his hands into his pockets. You mimic his action and shiver a bit.
“I think that the city lights, in a way, are just as pretty as the stars would have been... and if you pretend I said something super introspective about sunrises, I’m sure they would seem cooler too,” you smile, the wind bites at your skin and you watch as it whips his hair around and a big grin spreads across his face.
You are both standing on the top level of some random parking garage in downtown Miami. The sounds of the already bustling streets below becoming background noise. “Yea, introspective,” the hint of a laugh riding on his tone. After a moment, Vernon looks at you out of the corner of his eye, taking one hand from his pocket and reaching into yours, grabbing your hand tightly, “I think my mom is really happy that she finally gets to meet you.”
“I hope so,” a soft sigh leaves your lips, “your sister too.”
“They are probably planning our marriage as we speak,” he chuckles.
His words make your smile widen, but you try and contain yourself, “Well I’d hope not, it’s literally 5 in the morning.”
Vernon chuckles, turning his head to stare at you clearly. Normally you’d notice, but your mind is already drifting through the wedding invitations and cake tastings. He can’t help but stare at you lovingly, watching your eyes sparkle with a beautiful anticipation. He won’t say it out loud for fear of spontaneous combustion, but the thought of seeing you walking down the isle, ready to spend your lives together, makes him happier than anything else in the world.
[3:15 pm]
Your hands swing between one another, fingers laced, grip tight. Smiles adorn both of your faces, even as the cold air licks harshly against your skin. You had both come to Jeju to visit a couple cafe’s per Mr. Boo Seungkwan’s recommendations.
The two of you wear matching hoodies and brightly colored beanies that stick out against the cloudy coldness of the weather around you as you walk next to the freezing waters of Geumneung Beach.
“This is nice,” Vernon mumbles as he gives your hand a squeeze.
You smile up at him and nod, “I love when we get days like this. Seungkwan also has impeccable taste in coffee, sweets, and date ideas.”
“Yeah,” Vernon chuckles, “I’m pretty sure he has like a book or something where he keeps all his date ideas.”
“Is that why you always have so many places for us to go?” you ask with a laugh.
“Absolutely! Boo is the best wingman there is!”
“I’m gonna tell him to stop giving you ideas,” you tease and Vernon scoffs.
“Looks like the rest of our relationship will be spent with you sitting in the studio with me and laying in the bed doing nothing,” he says with a shrug and you playfully hit his arms.
“Ooooo,” you say sarcastically, “nothing sound so exciting!”
“Doesn’t it! Maybe we should end this trip early and go do nothing since you seem so excited.” He looks at you with a cheeky grin.
“Vernon, I’ll fist fight you.” you say with a pout as he laughs.
[2:15 am]
“Verns I can’t sleep,” you whisper, rolling onto your back with a huff of frustration.
Vernon shifts next to you, slowly mimicking your action and laying on his back. He brings his hands to his eyes, trying to rub the sleep away, “What’s wrong baby?”
His voice grumbles still laden with sleep and you feel bad for waking him, “I dunno,” you mumble and he sighs.
“Well then,” he shifts again, this time rolling to his side, pulling you closer to him. You relax into the curve of his body and rest your head on his naked chest, “I’ll just have to cuddle you to sleep, yea?”
You smile softly against his warm skin, nuzzling further into his touch as he slowly and lovingly runs his fingers through your hair, “Yea.”
[4:36 am]
the two of you sat on the floor of the dorm kitchen, backs pressed against the cabinets, each holding a large bowl of cereal.
“Management would kill me if they saw me eating this,” Vernon whispered to you quietly, before taking an over-sized bite of his Fruity Pebbles.
You smiled at him widely, “Not if Seungkwan got to you first.”
“Or Coups,” he grinned, watching as you took a bite to match his.
The two of you stare at each other until you’re both giggling quietly. Vernon leans over a plants a chaste kiss on your cheek before you both return to eating your cereal that is quickly getting soggy.
“What are you two doing up at this hour?” a voice from above the you, snaps you out of your comfortable silence. Both of you freeze mid-bite, looking up to meet Soonyoung’s sleepy and confused gaze.
“Uhh,” you and Vernon begin, but Soonyoung cuts you off.
“Are you guys eating cereal at 5 am?!” He whisper shouts, his look of surprise fades into a pout.
“I can’t believe you didn’t invite me.”
You extend your bowl of cereal up towards him and he takes it, sliding down his back down the counter opposite you and Verns.
“It’s soggy,” he laughs as he takes a bite. Vernon passes him the open box of cereal that he has sitting beside him.
Hoshi takes it and refills the bowl, “Management is gonna kill us,” his grin spreads widely and you and Vernon laugh.
“Yea, we were just talking about that,” Vernon replies, shooting you a quick wink.
You smile at him and then at Hoshi, “I guess this means we are sworn to secrecy.”
They nod at you.
“Well then you all suck at keeping secrets.” You all three look up like deer caught in headlights to find Seungcheol standing above you, arms crossed, an unamused expression on his sleepy face.
“Well fuck,” the three of you whisper in unison.
[12:43 pm]
“What if I kissed you right now?” Vernon asked as he brought his face closer to yours.
“Well,” you hummed, “I just might have to kiss you back.”
“What are my odds on that?” He questioned, his lips already ghosting on yours. The tickle of the feather like touch making you giggle softly.
“I’d say you’re looking about a 95%”
“What is that other 5% ?” He asks, he eyebrows furrowed slightly, a smirk tugging softly at the corner of his lips.
“Me kissing you first,” your voice playful.
His lips press softly against yours, they are soft and plush and addictive. You almost whimper when he pulls away.
“Welp, there went my 95%,” he teases.
You smile at him, your eyes meeting his warm brown ones, “I guess its time for my 5% then huh?”
“Yea, I’d say so,” he mumbles as you wrap your hands around the back of his neck and pull him in. Your lips attaching to his again, this time with more fervor. To say you’d missed him would be an understatement.
[1:46 pm]
You watch Vernon, from the hardwood floor of Seventeen’s practice room. Sweat drips down his face and from the hair plastered to his neck and forehead.
The only sounds heard are his heavy breathing, his breathy whispers of counting, and his squeaking shoes against the glistening floor. Over and over he practices the same moves until they are mastered with perfection, but each time he struggles with the same part.
You can’t help but to watch him with love filled eyes. It’s like you’re in a trance, that is until he lets out and angry scream and falls to his knees. You jump into action immediately, rushing to him, water bottle and towel in hand.
“Are you alright?!”
“Yeah,” he lets out a defeated sigh, “I just can’t fucking get this move down. Every time I’m too slow. The jump isn’t high enough. My angles are off,” he continues to mumble off the imperfections until you wipe off his forehead gently with the towel.
“Hansol,” you begin, “you are doing wonderfully. You’ll get it eventually. You’re going to end up overworking yourself and that will be more upsetting for the boys than you being an inch closer to the ground than them.”
Vernon looks up and meets your eyes, giving you a soft smile. You hand him the bottle of water and he gulps it down as if he has never had something so refreshing.
“You’re gonna do great Ver. Please don’t worry too much. You have lots of time left to practice and I’ll be here to cheer you on! Every step of the way!”
He smiles widely and hands back the now empty bottle of water, “With you as my cheer leader I couldn’t possibly fail! Fighting!” His fist shoots into the air, a symbol of his hard working spirit.
“Fighting!” you yell back mimicking his motion, before returning to your previous spot and watching him continue with his practice.
Hey! I stumbled upon your blog & I have some questions?? I’m not trying to be rude whatsoever but is the concept like impersonating Vernon? Answering asks as if it it were Vernon & writing fancfics while Vernon is the “author”?
Hello! I found no malice in your questions, so no worries! I suppose these are questions that I should have made answers to as soon as I started the blog.
Firstly, I would like to say that I am NOT Vernon, nor do I have any relations to him, Pledis, BigHit, or any of the Seventeen members/staff.
This was a blog completely created from the love I have for Vernon, the fact that many friends of mine say we are similar, and my need to feel as though I am doing something to benefit others.
All answers to asks/anon messages are meant to seem as though they are coming from Hansol. This is simply, at it’s deepest level, an interactive rp for my followers to partake in. At it’s most simplistic level, this blog is a place to come and read fanfics about Vernon. I do not write the fanfics found on the blog as if Hansol is writing them, but I will always (with the exception of asks like this) answer as if it is Vernon responding.
I also answer actual personal messages to the blog in the same manner and have Boyfriend! Vernon rp’s happening there if people want it to seem more personal to them.
My end goal with this blog is to provide strictly Vernon content while maintaining a safe space. I just know it sucks to feel like/know you’ll never have any type of relationship (platonic or otherwise) with someone you really care about and love, so I created this blog in the hopes of putting an end to that little ache in the hearts of others who felt that way.
I hope this clears everything up for you and if you have any more questions please feel free to ask at any time!
Thank you~
l e t’s t r y s o m e t h i n g n e w.
this is from a new segment called My Cutie Carats Request! where I will be writing up any requests you could possibly have! Just send them to me. :)
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - d o m v e r n o n, s p a n k i n g, e x p l i c i t l a n g u a g e
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - n o t m u c h s t o r y l i n e / p l o t
a u t h o r n o t e - this is of course as stated a smut. if you do not feel comfortable reading sexually explicit things then this story is not for you. please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner. that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection! if you have any requests smut/fluff/etc please send them in order to be featured in My Cutie Carats Request!
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The night had been full of flirting banter and heated make-out sessions in your shared bed. The ones that left the two of you breathless and hungry for each other. Long gone are both of your shirts, leaving you in a bra and a pair of shorts, him in his basketball shorts, as things began getting steamier, your lips intertwined with Vernon’s, you had to pull away for air. Your flushed face and light panting made it even harder for Hansol to keep his hands off of you. He quickly leaned back in and you giggled at his eagerness.
“Verns, slow down, we have all night,” you exclaimed, “plus… I think I want you to be kind of rough with me tonight.”
The boy sat back wide-eyed, looking at you as his dim blush deepened, “R-really, are you sure?”
You only responded with a nod and the flushed boy went to work. Pushing you back on to the bed with force, he made quick work of removing your remaining clothes. His head instantly dipping down so he can taste your heat. You shudder at the feeling of his tongue on your clit. He eats you out like you are his last meal, his tongue inside of you and then on you and it isn’t long before you’re nearing your orgasm. Seeing your body begin to twitch he pulls away, his dark eyes meeting yours.
“Face down, ass up,” he commands before softening his expression with a little worry, “please.”
You smile softly and roll over to be on your hands and knees. His slightly calloused hands rub your ass cheeks gently before one pulls away and then connects again with a slap. Your body jerks forward and you yelp in surprise. Without giving you any time to think he does it again and then again. Each time his hand meets your ass you whimper.
“Look at you, you’re dripping, Y/N” he mumbles, less mocking, and more mesmerised.
“You’ve never been this wet before Y/N, do you like it when I spank you?” He questions as he brings his hand down once again causing you to moan out softly.
“Fuck,” he groans as he dips two of his fingers into your heat, gliding in easily, a lewd noise heard as they do. You gasp at the feeling and whimper for more. Begging him softly to fuck you.
He can’t take the waiting anymore, stripping out of his boxer briefs and shorts, he quickly lines himself up with your heat. He rubs the tip of his cock against your glistening folds, before pushing himself into you fully. As he bottoms out he lets out a low groan to accompany your loud moans.
“Jesus y/n, you’re so tight and wet, I-” he cuts himself off as he pulls out and thrusts roughly back into you. Quickly he sets a brutal pace, unable to stop himself from completely ravaging you.
The way you wrapped around him was addictive. He connected his hand with your ass as he thrusted into you, loving the sight of it all red, loving how you moaned out louder and clenched around him tighter.
“I’m so close Y/N,” he stuttered. You scream out in bliss as he hits the perfect spot inside you. His thrusts were relentless as he pounded against that same spot over and over again. Without warning your came around him, your insides pulsating, a silent scream of pleasure leaving your throat. Your sudden tightness sent him over the edge and all you could do is lay limply with your ass up as he filled you.
Pulling out gently, with a soft hiss, he climbed off the bed and walked to grab a towel. He gently cleaned you up and peppered light kisses across the handprints he had left on your ass.
“Y/N, if I knew you liked being spanked so much, I would have done it sooner,” he chuckled as he laid down next to you in bed and pulled you closer.
You buried your flushed face shyly into his neck. He kissed the side of your head with a smile decorating his face. Both of you quickly drifting to sleep in each other's arms.
h u s h & w a t c h t h e m o v i e
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - d o m v e r n o n , f i n g e r i n g, p u b l i c, e x p l i c i t l a n g u a g e
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - m a r k t u a n
"Two tickets for Infinity War please," Vernon said to the lady behind the glass window as he handed her his Regal Cinema card.
He looked over and smiled at you lovingly before reaching out to take the tickets, "Here you go, sir. Enjoy your movie." said the lady.
He smiled politely at her and then led you towards the movie theatre entrance. His hand fit snugly around your own and the thought of how cute the two of you looked together made you grin cheekily. You had both decided that it would have been smarter to eat before the movie, so that is what you did and skipped the popcorn.
"It'll be theatre room 3. Please enjoy your movie." the boy at the podium in front of concessions said gesturing to the right of the movie theatre with one hand and handing you your ticket stubs with the other.
"Thank you," Vernon said, taking the ticket stubs and heading down the carpeted hallway to theatre room three. "Where are we going to sit Y/N? There are quite a few people in here," he asks you as you both walk into the darkroom. The previews are already playing on the screen.
"It is up to you Verns." You say to him with a shrug of nonchalance.
"Mkay then. Let's sit back here babe." He answered walking only two rows in from the back and sitting down.
"Looks like we made it just in time huh?" You ask with a grin.
"Mhm! We would have been here earlier if someone would have gotten dressed quicker." He says to you. This sly comment earns him a playful smack on the arm.
He smirks, "Just sayin'."
"Perfection takes time." You retort suppressing a giggle.
Eventually, the movie starts. Both of you are watching intently and laughing at the cute little jokes that the movie holds. About thirty minutes into the action-packed film, he places his hand on your thigh. You think nothing of it as he rubs small circles on the inside of your thigh. It isn't until you feel his hand creeping closer to your core that you start to fidget slightly. You put your hand on his and go to push his hand back towards your knee, but as you push it he squeezes your leg harshly. You look at him incredulously and he chuckles at your obvious surprise and continues working his hand to your core. Despite wanting nothing more than to focus on the movie, you can’t help but start to be affected by him.
"Vernon," you whisper harshly, "there are a lot of people in here!"
He only nods in response, as he brushes his fingers against your core. You glare at him, but he continues. He applies more pressure, and it is only now that you regret wearing a skirt. He quickly slips his hand underneath the frilly cloth and begins rubbing you faster. You bite your lip and try to focus on the movie.
He leans over, "For someone who is so against this you seem to be practically dripping Y/N." As he says as he slips a finger under your panties and directly inside of you. You gasp outwardly and try to cover it up with a light cough. He chuckles cockily.
You close your eyes and lean your head back as he thrusts his long finger in and out of you. You bite your lip to control your noises. You open your mouth to ask him to wait until you get home, but he slips in a second finger before you have the chance. So the only sound coming out of your mouth was a moan of pleasure. You thank every deity that something crashed in the movie and made a noise loud enough to cover up yours. As he pumps his two fingers in and out of you he uses his thumb to rub slow circles around your clit.
You tightly grip his arm and mumble, "I-I'm so close Vernon."
And just like that all of the stimulation stops. You have no time to protest or adjust to the emptiness you now feel. You look at him, and he meets your eyes. You try begging him with your gaze, but he just smirks.
"We will finish this later baby girl. Don't worry Y/N, you know I won't just leave you wet all night." He says to you, placing his hand back on your thigh and returning his attention to the movie.
s t u d y b u d d i e s
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - h i g h s c h o o l a u, v i r g i n r e a d e r, u n p r o t e c t e d s e x, e x p l i c i t l a n g u a g e
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - k w o n j i y o n g
a u t h o r n o t e - i do not condone underaged or unprotected sex. by writing that they are seniors in highschool i am implying that they are 18 years of age. the reader is on the pill (mentioned briefly at the end). please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner. that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!
A paper ball hits you in the side of the cheek and you roll your eyes. Seriously? We are fucking seniors for crying out loud. You pick it up off of the desk with a sigh. As your economics teacher drones on and on about monopolies and societal revenue, you quickly and stealthily open up the wadded piece of paper.
"Pssssst Y/N,
I need your help studying! I know the test is tomorrow and I can't fail it! PLEASE!
-Call Me Mr Fuckin' G.O.D."
You roll your eyes, not at the request, but at how he signed the letter. You smooth out the paper and grab your pencil.
"Vernon,
Of course, I'll help you study, but you'll owe me! And if I call you anything it'll be dipshit...
-You're Saviour."
You gently fold up the paper into a neat little square and hand it to your neighbour.
"Pass it to Vernon." You mouth at them. They nod and pass the message until Vernon is the one holding the note in his hands.
He opens the letter with little to no discretion, causing you to fight the urge to facepalm. He smiles happily to himself and rolls his eyes before grabbing his pencil to reply. A few minutes later the once again balled up piece of paper is laying on your desk again.
"Y/N calling someone older than you dipshit is disrespectful... Maybe you'll tutor me in the ways of economics and I'll tutor you in the ways of mannerisms. I'll walk home with you mkay?
xx- Vernon"
You bite back a light grin and when the teacher isn't looking, turn around and flip him off. He glares at you and you stifle a giggle.
Later that afternoon as the bell rings for the last time, signalling the end of the day, you walk through the crowded halls quickly. You finally make it to your locker. Unlocking it you shove the textbooks you don't need inside with a sigh. Shutting it allows you to finally see the goody boy leaning against the locker beside your own.
"Hey there pumpkin." He says cheekily.
You roll your eyes and turn towards the exit. You begin walking, with your backpack over your shoulders and Vernon beside you. Once outside of the large high school he links his hand with yours.
"What the fuck are you doing?" You ask him incredulously, a dark blush flowing over your cheeks.
"Shut up loser. I'm only holding your hand. You won't die." he replies slightly annoyed.
"It's just weird! Since when do we hold hands?" You question.
"Hush, I just wanted to hold your hand, but if you're gonna whine about it then never mind." He says sounding embarrassed.
"N-no... It's fine. I was just surprised is all." Your blush grows darker.
By the time that the two of you reach your home, he is swinging your hands back and forth cutely and your chattering is nonstop. Once inside you both kick off your shoes and drop your bags by the door.
"Snack first?" You ask, making your way towards the kitchen. You two had been friends since you could barely walk and so this obviously wasn't his first time in your home. Before you could make it more than a few steps away he grabs your wrist and pulls you back. You yelp as you stumble back towards him. He chuckles and pins you up against the door.
"Is everything okay down there Y/N?" A masculine voice calls out from upstairs, making both you and Vernon freeze.
"Sorry Mr. Y/L/N! I accidentally bumped into her and scared her!" he calls out.
"Hansol is that you? It's been a while!" The voice calls out again.
"Yes sir it has been a very long time," he begins shooting you a look that gave you chills, "Y/N invited me over to study for our big economics test tomorrow!"
"Oh that was a great idea on your part honey!" your father calls out to you this time.
"Yes sir, he is pretty good at the subject and I figured it would be v-very b-beneficial to m-me." You stutter out as Vernon licks up the side of your neck before beginning to suck on it.
"Well, I'll leave you two be! I have a big presentation tomorrow so I'll be up here in my office working on that! Knock if you need me!"
"Will do sir!." Vernon responds all the while looking at you with a smirk. You both here the door to your father's office close and you look at him incredulously.
"What are you doing?" You whisper sternly.
"You asked if I wanted a snack." He replies with a shrug looking you up and down hungrily, "I figured I'd help myself to what your parents made."
"Not only was that extremely cringe, it also isn’t on the fucking menu."
"When you tell me to stop I will, but for now..." He trails off as his mouth returns to your neck.
"Verns, s-seriously. My d-dad is l-literally right up the stairs." You say biting back moans.
"But your daddy is right here," he replies with a cocky smirk, lifting you up and wrapping your legs around him.
You protest in harsh whispers as he walks you to the kitchen and sits you down on the table.
"Oh hush Y/N.," he says darkly, spreading your legs.
You push down the hem of your skirt to cover your crotch. He chuckles before grabbing a fist full of your hair and pulling it back. It hurts a little, but it turns you on more. His hot breath fans over your ear.
"Y/N I'm going to count to three. You better have your skirt lifted up and your hands above your head by the time I'm finished counting. If you don't this will be a lot harder for you."
He lets go of your hair and squats down until he is eye level with your crotch. All the while counting slowly to three. His voice has never seemed so sexy to you. You proceed to lift your skirt and raise your hands obediently. He smirks up at you as he hooks his fingers into either side of your panties and gently moves them down your thighs, then down your calves, and onto the floor. You are looking down at him nervously, as he pulls your hips to the edge of the table, his mouth centimetres from your heat. He gently kisses your clit and you shudder. He smiles and proceeds to lick it. You gasp loudly and he looks up at you.
"Your father is upstairs." he reminds you before licking your clit once more.
You bite your bottom lip and drop your hands to his hair. After assaulting your clit numerous times he surprises you by dipping his tongue into your dripping hole. You open your mouth, but no sound comes out, just a face expressing extremely pleasure.
"You're so tight Y/N and this is just my tongue. I can only imagine what you'd feel like around my fingers... Or better yet my cock."
"I-I wouldn't mind finding out..."
He sticks his tongue back inside of you and hums lightly before pulling it out again to look up at you.
"You're still a virgin aren't you Y/N?"
You look away embarrassed by the obvious fact. He chuckles, "Let's change that."
You look at him wide-eyed as he stands up and unzips his pants quickly. You try to look everywhere but at his obvious erection.
"You're so wet I should be able to just slide in. I'll be gentle with you Y/N, don't worry." He looks at you, but this time you see a lot of love in his dark eyes, not cockiness.
You nod lightly, a dark blush painting your cheeks. He pulls down his boxers and you finally give up on trying not to look at his erection.
"My eyes are up here ya know?" He questions jokingly, cupping your chin in his hand and lifting your head. He stares deep into your eyes before kissing you lightly. You are the one who deepens the kiss, with a cross between passion and aggression. He raises his eyebrow in a shocked but doesn't protest. As your kiss continues to heat up, you feel his tip brush against your core and you moan into his mouth. He slowly pushes his tip into, while lifting you lightly off the table. He slowly pushes his entire length into you and you tear up. You bite his lip harshly. He groans both at the bite and how tight you are around him.
"F-fuck Y/N." he groans out quietly.
"P-please move Vernon," you mumble.
He nods, pulling out and pushing back in. With just the first thrust you are already weak. He is surprisingly vocal; whispering out profanity and a slur of compliments to you. Eventually, his thrusts get faster and his grip on your hips gets tighter. You begin to meet his upward thrusts with downward grinds and when he hits your spot you connect your lips with his harshly. This quieted your moans significantly.
"Vernon, I th-think I'm g-gonna... Ahh." you moan out and he smirks thrusting harder and faster.
"Do it baby girl. Cum around my dick." he groans into your ear.
Right after he says these words you do and he groans. He tries to hold his orgasm in, to let you ride out your high, but he can't hold it for long and cums. Some inside of you and some on your stomach. You are both panting and sweating. He chuckles and so do you.
"I never thought you'd be my first," you say in between heavy breaths.
He smiles widely, "Can I be your last too? And every time in between?"
"Are you asking me out you asshole?"
"Is that a yes loser?"
"Well, no shit! And you’re so lucky I’m on the pill," you say as he sets you back down on the table and he nods knowingly.
As you try to stand up, you stumble forward and he catches you.
"So, what you're saying is I have to carry your fat ass?"
"Shut the fuck up! You didn't have a problem holding me up just a few seconds ago!"
He laughs as he pulls his pants and underwear back up. He rolls his eyes and picks up your underwear from the floor and then you. He lugs you over his shoulder and you yelp.
"TO THE BATHROOM WE GO!" he calls out loudly.
"Did you kids say something?" Your father calls out from up the stairs.
You tense up and Vernon answers, "Sorry I yelled in victory. I won our little economics game review!"
"Oh okay! Well, congratulations!" your father calls out once more and then the door is heard closing once more.
"Nice save douche-bag."
"Don't make me drop your ass." he replies.
You both laugh as he carries you to the bathroom and helps you clean up.
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g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - h i g h s c h o o l a u, v i r g i n r e a d e r, v i r g i n v e r n o n, u n p r o t e c t e d s e x,
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - y o o n s a n h a
a u t h o r n o t e - i do not condone underaged or unprotected sex. by writing that they are seniors in highschool i am implying that they are 18 years of age. the reader is on the pill (mentioned briefly at the end). please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner. that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!
You and Vernon are sat on the edge of his bed. This was your two year anniversary. Tonight was the night that you were to lose your virginity to him, and him to you. You were both extremely nervous and it wasn't hard to tell. The angst, excitement, and worry filled the air in an almost tangible array of giddy first love.
"A-are you ready Y/N?" He stuttered out, blushing profusely.
You nodded shakily as he began to lean in towards you. When his lips first met yours they were careful, but then everything turned to fire. This, of course, wasn’t your first time kissing one another, but tonight's kiss held a different power. A different story. Your lips were dancing with his and your tongue battled his for dominance. As the kissing continues both of you allow your hands to wander. Yours take welcome residence in his dark brown locks and his continue roaming your body. They go from your hips, to your sides, to your breasts. He stops his hands there to massage them. You moan quietly and he pulls back.
"Was that okay? Is that okay?" He asks worriedly.
You nod shyly, "Verns it's okay. It felt good. I will tell you if you hurt me okay?"
He nods and stands up to reposition himself over you. He gingerly removes his shirt and you remove yours. He looks down at your cute pastel yellow bra and then back into your eyes.
"Y/N," he says, "You're so beautiful."
You blush and drop your gaze. He places his hand under your chin and lifts your head. You look into his deep mahogany eyes and smile up at him.
"I'm in love with you Vernon Hansol Chwe." You state happily.
"I'm in love with you Y/F/L/N. I have been since freshman year." He replies before leaning down and connecting your lips again.
It was weird to see Vernon being so serious, as he was normally a giggly little flower. As the passion of the kiss increased, he leaned you back on to the bed. Doing your best not to break the kiss, the two of you repositioned yourself vertically on the bed. He reached behind your back to undo your bra. Once he had it unclasped he threw it to his bedroom floor. He pulled away to remove his pants. He fumbled with the zipper to his blue skinny jeans, and you giggle lightly. He blushed darkly as he finally got them down. You were left only in your jeans and panties, and he was left only in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
"May I?" he asks, his eyes darting quickly to your jeans and back to your eyes. You nod self consciously as his hands met the zipper. He had them off of you quickly and you were both in the same clothes-less boat.
He stared at you for what seemed like forever. This caused you to begin to curl into yourself.
"Why are you looking at me like that Verns?" you question.
"I'm sorry," he mumbles, "You're just so alluring and delicate." After he says this his slightly chapped pink lips meet your neck. As he kisses and sucks, he trails down your neck, bare chest, and stomach leaving light marks. You are becoming a mess underneath him. When he reaches your panties he stops and looks at you, waiting for permission. You nod and he slowly and gently removes them. It is then that you notice the bulge in his Calvin's. He removes his boxers and you see all of him for the first time.
It is as if time stops for both of you. He is seeing all of you and cherishing the landscape for the first time with eyes of admiration. You can't help but look at him the same way.
Vernon moves closer to you and inserts a long slender finger inside of you. You gasp and he moves it slowly in and out of you. You moan out quietly becoming wetter than before,
"Vernon..." You moan out and he takes this as a call for more as he inserts a second finger.
You cry out in pain and pleasure. He continues to pump the two fingers in and out of you as he picks up speed. You bight your lip in order to avoid calling out again. He pulls his fingers out of you. You look at him with a needy expression and he crawls over the top of you.
As he lines himself up he looks at you, "Tell me if I hurt you okay Y/N?" You nod once more in response as he slowly slides his length into you.
You bite your lip harshly as he stretches your hole more than you thought he would. He stays still allowing you to adjust to his size.
Inbetween heavy breaths you tell him to keep going. He thrusts in and out of you slowly at first, but he speeds up and you lose it. You are moaning out and your hands are clawing at his back. Every now and again he groans with pleasure.
"Verns, I'm c-close." You moan out. He lifts your leg up over his shoulder. You both moan with pleasure as he goes deeper inside of you. You tighten around him and his thrusts get sloppy. You both moan out loudly once more before he pulls out and cums on your stomach and you on the bedsheets beneath you. He lays down beside you panting. Immediately he pulls you to him, wrapping you up in his long arms and kissing your forehead gently.
"Y/N, I'm glad you were my first and I hope you are my last and everyone in between," Vernon whispers, still trying to regain his breath.
"You took the words right out of my mouth." You reply happily.
You both fall asleep in each other's arms. Smiles decorating your radiant faces.
j e a l o u s y
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - s e m i - c h e a t i n g, u n p r o t e c t e d s e x,
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - k i m t a e h y u n g
a u t h o r n o t e - don’t be a fucking cheater. ever. under any conditions. no matter what. it makes you a shitty human. also please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner. that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection! lastly, never ever ever make yourself feel like you aren’t good enough to get any man (human) that you want. you deserve the best and you are perfect enough for any human you want to get with.
Vernon was great a reminding you that just because you came to the club with someone it didn't mean you would stay together at the club. Drink after drink and girl after girl, that might as well have been his motto. After you watched him grind with the 4th girl of the night you had had enough.
You made your way to the bar, pulling your short dress up a little more and adding an enticing swing into your hips. You eyed the men at the bar until you found one who seemed to be alone and wasn't all that bad looking. As you ran your fingers through your hair you leaned on the bar beside him.
"Can I get what he's having?" you ask the bartender as you made a gesture towards the man you made your target.
The man beside you looked up at you and you smiled sweetly at him. He couldn't help but smile back. As your drink was placed in front of you, you thanked the bartender; who assured you it was his pleasure and turned to your prey.
"Are you here alone?" You question loudly over the booming bass of the club music.
The man shot back the rest of his drink and then nodded, "Yea, I was supposed to meet a date here an hour ago."
"Well shit, I'm Y/N. Consider me your new date!" You exclaim feeling a sense of pre-victory wash over you.
"I'm Choi Seungcheol, but everyone important calls me Coups and since you have declared yourself my new date; please call me that," he replied with a smirk.
You had decided he was even more attractive up close. If you talking to him didn't get Vernon's attention then maybe it was for the best.
"Well Coups," you said smiling sexily, "could I talk you into dancing with me?"
He waved at the bartender for another drink and you grabbed yours taking a decent swig.
"Well, it isn't like me to turn down a beautiful woman, so I guess I will have to oblige," Coups responded with a smile. The bartender set the drink down and Coups shot it back before rising from his seat.
"C' mon Y/N, lets dance." He grabbed your hand and lead you to the floor. As you walked with him you looked around for Vernon in the most inconspicuous way possible. You finally saw him. He was still dancing with the same girl from before. The rage within you lit a new spark and you were determined to either give this Seungcheol guy the best night of his life or make Vernon regret dancing with anyone besides you. Of course, your hope was for the ladder.
As you finally reached a generally clear part of the dance floor the opening notes for your favourite song began to play. You almost cackled out loud when you heard them. Tonight, you were going to be the winner of this game. With your dress already hiked up leaving very little to the imagination, you almost felt bad for Coups.
Normally your confidence in yourself wasn't this high, but tonight you knew you looked good and the confidence was the best accessory to pair with your stunning looks. You wrapped your arms loosely around Seungcheol’s neck and began to roll your body. You were just close enough to him to touch him when your hips rolled, but far enough that he would have to pull you in if he wanted more.
His hands slid down to your lower hips as you turned around, bent over and rubbed your ass against him. You stood back up just in time to see Vernon walking your way. You smirked lightly and ignored him storming closer as you let Seungcheol guide your hips in a grinding motion to the beat of the song.
Vernon was less than 5 feet away when the song ended and you turned to Seungcheol. He smiled down at you, "Damn, Y/N. I have to say this has been a good date, but I see you have accomplished what you needed to."
You looked up at him in shock as he winked at you, before kissing your cheek and walking away. He knew. He. Fucking. KNEW! You didn't have much time to be astonished, shocked, thankful, or intrigued before Vernon’s large hand was grasped tightly around your wrist. He drug you towards the front of the club quickly and full of rage.
His grip didn't loosen at all. He drug you all the way to the taxi line outside of the club. He opened the door to a taxi and waited impatiently for you to get inside before he walked around and climbed in himself. He sat next to you in complete silence except for his instructions to the driver on where to go.
You were kinda scared so you tried to focus all of your anxieties into a cosmic thank you to the all-knowing Coups within the club.
When you finally reached your home Vernon was out of the taxi and had your door open before you could even remove your seat-belt. He paid the driver and thanked him coldly before grabbing your wrist harshly once more. As soon as you both stepped foot inside he had the front door locked and you pinned up against it. You struggled against the tight grip he had on you.
One hand had your hands pinned above you, the other was wrapped around your throat just tight enough for you to need a little extra energy to breathe.
"What the fuck do you think you were doing in that club Y/N?" he demanded.
Without a response, you rolled your eyes.
"Y/N if you roll your eyes at me again I'll make sure you can't walk tomorrow understand?" His eyes darkened and his hold on your throat tightened.
"Yes." you strained.
"Yes what, Y/N? Now is the time for manners."
"Yes sir." you choked out. He removed his hand from your throat and your lungs burned as they soaked in the needed oxygen. Your hands were still pinned above your head and the look on his face made you instinctively press your legs together for friction.
He noticed and without missing beat his free hand was in between your legs keeping you from the much-needed friction.
"So, would you like to tell me now what the fuck you were doing with that guy in the club?" he questioned again.
"I was just doing what you were doing with all those other girls," you reply looking anywhere but his eyes. Your sense of victory now gone and replaced with nervousness and slight disgust in yourself.
He dropped your arm and moved his hand to your chin, lifting it so that you had no choice but to look him in his dark brown eyes.
"Princess, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just dancing," he replied, "I didn't mean anything by it. None of those girls were you."
"Yea, well, they might as well have been replacements for me because you basically forgot my existence! That is the only reason I even danced with that guy! I just wanted your attention." you exclaimed, finally showing how pissed you really were.
"Baby I-", he began, but you cut him off.
"No Hansol! It happens every time and so I finally decided to do something about it. Now you're all mad at me like I was in the wrong, but really it was all yo-."
Now it is his turn to cut you off, but with his own lips instead. He kisses you hard, asserting complete dominance within seconds. His tongue explores your mouth. As he pulls away he bites your bottom lip lightly.
"Baby girl, let me make it up to you," he smirks lightly, "if you doubt my love, let me fuck it into you."
He removes the hand from between your legs and lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He carries you down the hall and into your bedroom. He places your feet back on the floor and turns you around so that you are no longer facing him, but the headboard instead. He moves your hair to the side and slowly unzips your dress letting it fall to the floor.
He brings his mouth to your ear and licks the shell of it before whispering to you, "Once I remove this lovely bra and these beautiful panties I want you to crawl on to the bed and stay on your hands and knees for me okay?"
"Y-yes sir." You reply shivering slightly.
He removes both your bra and underwear at an agonizingly slow pace. As soon as they are off you eagerly climb onto the bed, remaining there just how he told you to. You hear some shuffling and then the sound of his shirt and pants hitting the floor. You bite your lip with anticipation. You close your eyes as you feel the bed dip behind you, but they spring open when you feel his tongue pressed against your core.
He licks a thick strip from your entrance to your clit and groans at the taste of you. You gasp and let out a moan as he gently nibbles on your clit. Your arms and legs are quickly becoming weaker and weaker.
The only coherent word that can be heard exiting your mouth in the slur of moans is Vernon’s name. His tongue dips in and out of your entrance and he moans causing vibrations making you moan louder.
"V-Vern, I think I'm gon-," is all you manage to get out before you orgasm. He continues, as he laps up your juices. Your arms and legs shake as the powerful pleasure rolls through your body in waves. He hums in appreciation at the taste and pulls himself from out under you. He stands from the bed and removes his boxers. His member springs free and he smirks to himself, knowing how weak you'll be tomorrow. He watches as your body trembles while you try to hold yourself up. He returns to the bed and slowly turns your body over.
"Round two princess," he says, his deep voice dripping with want as thick as honey.
His dick grazes your slit and you shudder again due to the sensitivity.
"Already soaking again huh princess?" he questions cockily pushing just the tip inside of you.
You moan out loudly, "Vernon please! J-just fuck me!"
He chuckles lightly, "Your wish is my command." he replies before ramming into you roughly.
He grinds into you, moaning as you tighten around him. You are basically screaming by the time your next orgasm hits. He groans loudly as he reaches his climax.
"C' mon princess, cum with me." he pants out as he lifts your leg over his shoulder. You grip the bed sheets and scream out his name in pleasure as you both cum. He continues thrusting into you until you are seeing spots in your vision.
Out of breath, he collapses beside you. Your body trembles lightly and you are both panting heavily.
"So, do you see now how much I love you?" he questions presumptuously.
You roll your eyes.
"Hey, what did I say about that eye-rolling crap, huh? Just because I'm tired now doesn't mean I will be in 5 minutes understand?"
"Yes sir!" you reply with a light smile.
He laughs and pulls you close.
"I really do love you Y/N and I'm sorry if I hurt you."
"I forgive you Verns. I'm sorry I danced with that guy tonight."
"It's okay love. We all make mistakes right?"
You nod weakly and he kisses your temple. You both drift to sleep in each other's arms.
f i r e w o r k s
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - s e m i - p u b l i c, f i n g e r i n g, b l o w j o b, e x p l i c i t l a n g u a g e
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - j u n g h o s e o k
a u t h o r n o t e - i tried to include every member. if i missed a member it was not on purpose or out of biased opinion... trust me. in the case that i did miss someone please note that i am sorry and i love all of my boys. also please remember that in all case when you say no it means no! no exceptions!
Sandwiches? Check!
Chips? Check!
Drinks? Check!
Blankets?Check!
You continue your mental list as you gather everything you needed for your day out with the boys. You've been waiting so long for them to come back home from tour, especially Vernon. You two had been friends since your diaper days and watching him grow up to be such a successful person overfilled you with joy and happiness, but it also made you lonely. No longer could you do movie nights, or go out for coffee. No more library meet-ups or bestie days. Nowadays, you could barely hear his voice. He did his best to call you, even managed to send you cute texts from time to time. You can't count on your fingers how many times you had to chastise him because he would try and force himself awake to face time you. He was a sweetheart, no one could deny that. He was the greatest friend that anyone could ask for, but more often than not, you wished he was more.
With a small shake of your head, you grab your things and head to your car.
"No point in getting your hopes up..." You sigh to yourself as you get in your car. You decided that now may be a good time to call him and make sure everyone was ready.
"Hello?" a groggily deep voice answered.
You facepalm as you hear his voice knowing you'd once again forgotten his odd sleep schedule.
"Hey V!" you reply.
"Oh, baby, it's you," he begins and your face heats up. Not only was his sleepy voice sexy as hell, he had never called you that before.
"I was just having a lovely dream about you." he finishes with a deep and tired chuckle.
"Y-you were?" you stutter out questioningly, "What about me?"
You can almost hear the smirk fall upon his lips as he speaks to you. "Well, kitten, there was a lack of clothing on both of our parts and you were pretty quiet since your mouth was wrapped around my c-"
"HANSOL CHWE!" you exclaim loudly, snapping him out of his deeply fatigued stupor.
"Shit, What was I saying?" he questioned shaking his head trying to clear his foggy brain.
"N-Nothing! I'll see you in a bit. I'm on my way! Bye!" You squeak out and quickly hang up your phone, throwing it in the passenger seat. You lean your head against the steering and groan, not so innocent thoughts crossing your mind. With a heavy groan, you start your car and head over to the boys, praying that they were up.
~~~~~~~~~
Vernon lets out a soft groan as he rolls on his bed, trying to make himself more comfortable as he slowly succumbs to the soft lullaby of sleep. Just as he was about to sleep once more, life had to be a pain in the ass. In other words, Seungkwan and Mingyu were up.
"Hansol! Wake up! Wake up!"
"It's almost noon~"
"Aren't we going to see (Y/N) today?"
At that last statement, Vernon shot out of his bed, slipping and almost falling face-first on the wooden floor. How could I be so stupid?! I should've been up by now! Y/N will be here any minute and I haven’t even had a shower! What kind of best friend am I?! With a racing mind, he runs to his closet and grabs a decent outfit for the day and then begins running to the shower, but before he could get to the door, he was stopped once again by the ever-annoying yet loveable mood-makers of the group.
"Hansol... You move so slow!" Mingyu teased "mimicking" Vernon’s supposedly slow walking.
"Shut up! I'm moving aren't I?!" Hansol replies kinda snarkily.
Mingyu cackles and Hansol shakes his head before walking to the bathroom. He lays his clothes over the rack beside the tub and quickly strips. Usually, Vernon locks the door behind him, but he was in too much of a rush to even think about that.
As he rubs the soap lathered washcloth over his abdomen he hears the bathroom door open. He freezes but sighs in relief when he hears Jihoon begin speaking.
"You really should not answer phone calls unless you are fully awake," Jihoon states bluntly closing the door behind him.
"What do you mean?" he questions as he shampoos his hair thoroughly.
"Do you not remember what you said to Y/N?" Jihoon question with an almost audible smirk.
"N-No," Vernon replies opening his eyes to look at Woozi through the shower curtain, "What did I say?!"
He shakes his head, "Let's just say telling your best friend that you had a dream about her sucking you off, isn't the best way to keep the friendship going."
Vernon coughs loudly, "I DID WHAT?!" He screams.
"Yea... Good luck covering that one up Hansol. There is no recovery from shit like that."
"Wow Ji thanks for the vote of confidence," Hansol responds sarcastically.
"Eh, my pleasure," Woozi begins, "Oh you also might find it a little complicated to get dressed without clothes to put on."
Jihoon walks out of the bathroom door to the sounds of Vernon screaming a few choice words that are only being met with cackles from Seungkwan, Mingyu, and Soonyoung.
Vernon finishes his shower angrily. After rinsing off his body he climbs out of the shower and wraps a plain white towel around his waist.
His heart stops when he hears shuffling in his room, followed by the faint singing of a females voice.
"Y/N," he calls out as he approaches his bedroom, "close your eyes."
"Why am I closing my ey-?" you question as you turn around to see a basically naked Vernon in the doorway.
You can't help but stare at the tall man, his perfect figure, and slightly damp and glistening abs.
He blushes darkly and as he fumbles to turn around and close the door he almost drops his towel.
You yelp and drop your gaze as he struggles to rewrap it around his waist. You sit on his bed and look in every direction but him. He walks over to the dresser, the whole time sneaking small glimpses of you blushing. Finally, with a sigh, he walks over to you and leans down to speak to you.
"Y/N I am sorry about what I said over the phone, but it wasn't a lie. I did have that dream and I am thinking about that dream now. I'm also thinking about kissing you. I think I'm going to do that. If you don't like it or want me to, then push me away." Vernon states bluntly as he lifts your chin and connects his lips with yours.
You automatically sink into the kiss. Of course, you wanted him to kiss you! You almost flipped your shit every time he got remotely close to you!
He gently licked your bottom lip before nibbling on it lightly. You opened your mouth and he happily slipped his tongue inside. He placed his hand on the back of your neck pulling you in deeper. You let out a quiet and light moan. As soon as you did he pulled away and looked you in the eyes.
In one swift motion, he was hovering over your body with your hands pinned above your head.
"Y/N?"
"Y-yes V?"
"Will you make my dream a reality?"
"W-what?! Vernon the boys are literally in the other room!"
"If they see it, then they see it. They would probably just be jealous anyways. I know I'd be jealous if I walked in on one of the boys with your lips wrapped around their dick."
"VERNON!"
He chuckled, "C'mon baby, for me?" he prodded kissing your neck.
You blushed darkly, "I-I'll do it."
Hansol smirked, "Good girl."
You blushed as he crawled off of you. You finally got a good look at his erection poking through the white towel. You stood up and grabbed his hips. You turned him so that he could sit on the bed. You removed his towel and somehow your blush darkened even more. He wrapped his hand in your hair and guided your head towards the tip of his cock. You opened your mouth and took the tip in. He let out a quiet and deep moan. He pushed your head down further around his length, letting his head drop back. He closed his eyes moaning in pleasure.
"You feel so good with your mouth around me like this Y/N. No wonder I woke up from my dream so happy." Hansol said forcing his cock to the back of your throat.
You gagged lightly and hummed around him.
"Ah, fuck!" he moaned deeply.
"Such a good little slut, but still you look so beautiful with me fucking your mouth like this." He mumbled out in between moans.
Listening to the vulgar words slipping off of his tongue and smothering you in dirty compliments made you even more turned on than before. He shoved your head down, his tip touching the back of your throat as he came. He let out one long groan. As you were removing your mouth from around him his door opened and Junhui walked inside. You all froze in place. Your mouth still halfway around Vernon’s length, his hand still wrapped in your hair, and Junhui in the doorway mouth agape.
He bowed quickly exclaiming his apologies before running out of the room slamming the door shut behind him. There was screaming and laughing coming from outside of Vernon’s room. He was smirking as you removed his dick from your mouth and stood. You wiped the corner of your mouth and he stood up, wrapping his arms around you.
"We were caught," you mumble in slight defeat.
He chuckles and snakes his hand in between your legs. He doesn't waste time as he pushes a finger inside of you.
"And based on how wet your are, you liked it." He replied thrusting his finger in and out.
"Vernon!" You moan out loudly.
This time he full-on smiles as he adds another finger and teases your clit with his thumb.
"Baby girl, be as loud as you want. I want everyone to hear how I finally got my dream come true," he whispers in your ear as he turns you both around to gently lay you on the bed.
You moan out loudly in ecstasy as he speeds up the thrusts of his fingers and adds a little more pressure to your clit. You forget where you are and it becomes just the two of you.
"Hansol I need more! Please!" you scream out in absolute pleasure and need.
He smirks and adds a third finger. You claw at his shoulders and back as he moves his fingers inside of you. Without a clear warning, you cum around them, screaming out his name. He continues moving them in and out of you until you finish out your high. He removes them and then licks each digit clean.
"You taste delicious Y/N." he compliments quietly.
You blush and sit up, "Vernon I think I should probably get cleaned up."
He chuckles and smiles down at you beautifully, "Let me get dressed princess and then I will help you okay?"
You nod with a small smile and watch him slide on his underwear and a pair of grey sweatpants. He keeps his shirt off and you can't help but admire his toned body. He grabs his towel and helps wipe up the mess you made. Walking over to his dresser once more, he grabs a pair of spandex shorts.
"I don't have any underwear for you to wear, but these should be okay. They are tight enough!" He says smiling and handing them to you.
You giggle and stand up sliding them under your skirt. He grabs your face and kisses you softly.
"Hey, I think I'm in love with you."
"You better be, because I'm in love with you too."
He smiled widely and grabbed your hand, walking out of the bedroom.
As the two of you stepped in the living room Woozi smirked and Junhui looked everywhere but at you. It was Seungcheol that broke the silence with a loud laugh.
"Y/N, I love you, but you could at least try to be discreet!" Joshua said shaking his head.
You blushed darkly, "Shut up!"
This caused Seungcheol to laugh harder. Dokyeom looked kinda confused for a minute before everything clicked.
"Was that you two having sex?!" He screamed incredulously, looking around at everyone.
Him yelling this out made Woozi and Wonwoo lose it. The three of them were all but rolling on the floor. Tears of happiness cascading down their cheeks and Dokyeom looking beyond shook.
"What the fuck Hansol?!" Dokyeom exclaimed. Vernon only smiled.
"It must have been good if Y/N was being that loud..." Jeonghan said teasingly. This called Vernon to smile even brighter.
"You guys stop talking about it!! I'm gonna have the image of Y/N attached to Hansol by the dick for months!" Junhui whined rubbing his eyes aggressively.
"Shut up Junhui! You just wish it were you! Now, will you all shut up and get in the damn car so we can go to the fucking park?!" You exclaim, embarrassed.
Everyone picked themselves up off of the couches, still laughing, or in Junhui’s case grumbling about the image in his brain.
After about 30 minutes of driving, you all made it to a small secluded area within the nearby park. With everyone's help, everything was unpacked quickly. You all sat on the large checkered blanket and ate sandwiches and shared stories. Eventually, you unpacked the football and you and Seungkwan watch the boys play.
"Y/N I'm glad you two are finally together. Granted, I would have rather found out by you just telling us and not your screams from the bedroom." Seungkwan said smugly.
You rolled your eyes but smiled, "I'm happy we are finally together too."
As the night went on and the sun began setting the boys began cheering. You walked to the trunk of the car and pulled out a box of fireworks.
"Alright, boys! Who's ready for the Seventeen Firework Extravaganza?!" You jeered.
The boys hooted and hollered as you walked the box a few feet from the blanket. Minghao was in charge of the fireworks from then on. As the night stretched on you realised this was one of the best moments of your life. Snuggled up on a blanket with your long-time best friend and very new boyfriend. Watching fireworks exploding into the air surrounded by people you love. This was what life was supposed to be like. You turn to look at Vernon, but he is already looking at you. He pecks your lips softly and then turns back to the fireworks.
As everyone sits in silent and content awe Wonwoo speaks, "Life is just like fireworks. We foresee our own possibilities but it shines for a short moment then disappears, just like those fireworks. And that's life."
After a moment Woozi says, "I think I like the way life has become."
Everyone nods and the silence falls back into place. This wasn't just a moment, this was a story for the future.
s e x o n t h e b e a c h
g e n r e - s m u t
w a r n i n g s - d a d d y d o m, b l o w j o b, s e m i - p u b l i c, e x p l i c i t l a n g u a g e
o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu
o r i g i n a l i d o l - k i m n a m j o o n
"Verns, it's two years today!" you say smiling as you and your boyfriend Vernon walk hand and hand on the rocky shores of Yongmeori.
"I know baby girl! That is kinda the point to this beach trip," he replies teasingly, causing you to roll your eyes.
"Where do you wanna sit?" he asks as the two of you continue to stroll alongside the rippling blue waves.
"Somewhere where it is just the two of us!" you reply. Vernon nods and leads you further down the beach, eventually, finding a semi-secluded area. Seemingly created just for the two of you, you quickly set up your beach chairs, ready to get comfortable and relax.
"C' mon! Put your stuff down Verns! The water is calling our names!" you exclaim happily as you throw your towel over the back of the plastic seat. Vernon does the same as he watches you bend down to get the sunscreen out of your bag. Seizing the opportunity, he reaches over and spanks you playfully. You let out a slight yelp of surprise and he chuckles.
"As for the water calling our names, I'd much rather hear you calling my name." you look over at him blushing a little.
"Well screaming it preferably." he smiles widely as he watches your cheeks darken. You stare at him as he removes his shirt before letting out a small huff.
"Literally shut up," you mumble as you remove your overdress.
The dark blush still paints your cheeks as you stand there in your black one-piece, trying not to notice how intense Vernon’s gaze has become. While the suit wasn't overly revealing, he had a way of staring at you that made you both feel naked and wish you were.
Shaking away the vulgar thoughts entering your brain, you place your hand on your hip and look at him quizzically, "What are you staring at?"
"The girl of my dreams," he states nonchalantly, closing the small gap between the two of you and wrapping you up in his toned arms. Before you know it his lips are pressed against yours.
You know you're on a public beach, but you can't help but want to deepen the kiss. You rub your hands down his chest and you feel him smirk against your lips. As you trace his rarely seen abs, he rubs down your sides, letting his hands trail down allowing him to grab your ass harshly. It causes you to moan softly into the kiss.
"Y/N let's go swimming," he says, abruptly pulling away. He goes to make his way towards the water, but you grab his wrist to stop him.
"But Daddy..." you whine, poking out your bottom lip. You know pouting breaks him more often than not. That along with the fact that you called him Daddy instead of Verns or Vernon, which you never did in any public space.
A look of surprise washed over his face and then disappeared as quickly as it came. "Yes, baby girl?"
Of course, he knew what you wanted, but he was going to make you say it, especially since you two were in such a public place.
He smirks, "C'mon little one. I can't give you anything unless you tell me what you want."
You do everything to avoid his eyes, but you know he is staring at you. His smug gaze is unapologetic, his smirk relentlessly taunting you as he speaks.
"Use your big girl words little one," he says to you, his deep brown eyes darkening.
With a long intake of oxygen, you look him in the eyes, "I don't care if we are on the beach in public Daddy. I want your cock."
His smirk widens into a pleased smile, "Good girl. I'm proud of you, c' mere Y/N."
He takes the hand that was wrapped around his wrist and pulls you towards his chair. He sits down and motions for you to sit on his lap. However, you kneel down in front of him.
This causes him to chuckle, "We can't do this here. We will get kicked off of this beach if we get caught."
You ignore him and untie the string on his swimming trunks. You move quickly, desperate to have him in your mouth. Just as you go to pull down the swimming trunks he grabs your wrists in his large hands.
"No means no Kitten. You know that."
You look up at him and pull your wrists away before continuing what you were doing. You manage to pull his trunks down with only slight difficulty. His member pops out and you look into his eyes as you take his hard cock into your mouth. He groans quietly, grabbing onto the armrests of his chair. You swirl your tongue around the tip before abruptly deep throating him. This causes him to moan out. He tangles his right hand in your hair, the left still gripping the chair. At first, he pushes your head down gently, but eventually, he can’t help but get more rough with you.
"God Kitten your mouth feels so good wrapped around me like this." he moans out, his voice low and raspy. He continues to push your head down forcefully. You hollow out your cheeks and focus on not gagging, just trying to enjoy the taste of him in your mouth.
"Fuck little one, I'm so close Y/N."
You moan around his now throbbing dick and he loses it. He forces your head down as far as he can and cums inside of your mouth.
"Swallow like the good little whore you are."
You groan slightly as you swallow every last drop. He let's go of your head and you sit back pleased with yourself. You look at him and lick your lips. He smirks.
"I hope you like how Daddy tastes baby girl and I hope it was worth it," he says pulling up his swimming trunks and standing. He pulls you up with him.
"It was worth it Daddy!" you say sweetly.
"I really fucking hope so," he grabs you roughly, pulling you close to him, his mouth centimetres away from your ear "because your ass is mine when we get home tonight."
He lets go of you and kisses your forehead sweetly before heading to the water, leaving you to stare at his back in distress.
"I told you no. You brought the punishment on yourself Y/N." he calls back to you.
hello~
i will be doing a series where i rewrite my old and awful smut and replace the idol that was originally used, with Vernon. please anticipate more nsfw content.
[8:06 pm]
"Why are we watching this again?" You ask him with a smile.
"Because Josh says in order to really get into anime I should start with the classics." Vernon responds, draping his arm around you and looking back at the TV.
"But this is Dragon Ball Z Kai Vern, this isn't even the original!"
"Shh shh shh, this is progress." He places his index finger over your lips, never once looking away from the show as Vegeta criticizes his two companions.
You roll your eyes and stick your tongue out, licking his finger. He quickly pulls his arm away and stares at his finger in horror.
"BABE!" he exclaims and this time you shush him as you hold back your laughs.
"Watch the show or you'll lose all of your progress!"