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— bunny

pairing: minho x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers, neighbours!au. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 7.2k

summary: after leaving your toxic relationship, you and your bunny are completely alone in the world—until your soft spoken neighbour slowly brings down your walls.

a/n: reached 1k since i last posted. thank you for following, i appreciate you. this is my longest yet, i really hope you like it.

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[tasteleeknow-remade]

— bridges and storms

pairing: minho x fem!reader genre: smut, fluff, angst, established relationship, soft!dom minho. content: 18+ minors dni. afab!reader. unprotected intercourse. minho is afraid of heights and reader storms. possessive behaviour. pet names. breeding kink. emotional hurt/comfort. word count: 3.2k

summary: on your honeymoon both you and minho help each other through your fears. emotional hurt/comfort where minho distracts reader from a storm.

“I think we have to cross it,” you said, holding your phone out to your husband so he could see your planned route. It was the third day of your honeymoon and you were attempting to find your way to an art gallery. The only issue was that you were on foot and the only thing between you and your destination was a high pedestrian bridge across the river that ran through the city. Your new husband wasn’t the biggest fan of heights, at all. 

“Do you have to see this place?” Minho asked, staring across the long bridge ahead of you. Today was about your interests, you knew that. Your husband hadn’t put up any protest when you’d suggested your plans for the day even though you knew very well there were plenty of other things he’d rather do than wander through an art gallery for hours. You were planning a surprise for him later to make up for it, much more up his alley. 

“I guess… I can always see it another time.” You tried to keep the disappointment from your voice. It was honestly the thing you were most looking forward to seeing the whole trip. You had a whole list of pieces you wanted to see. You opened your notes app with your list of things to do in the city. You’d spent the last few weeks before your wedding researching for your honeymoon, unbeknownst to Minho. 

Minho took one of your hands, his fingers intertwining with yours. “You might not get another chance,” he said, “just…don’t let go of my hand.” You squeezed his warm hand in yours, failing to keep a smile off your face. 

“I’ve got you, love. Just tell me if it’s too much,” you said, kissing his cheek—his eyes still fixed on the other end of the bridge. He started forward, eyes fixed ahead. He did well at first, you kept glancing at his face—trying to discern his comfort level. You kept quiet, not wanting to overwhelm him. The wind picked up the closer you got to the middle, the breeze cooling your skin—slightly sticky with sweat from your walk. It wasn’t until you’d made it about a third of the way across that he suddenly stopped and you looked up to see his eyes squeezed closed. You stood in front of him, hand still grasping his. “It’s okay, I don’t need to see it. The exhibition is the main thing I wanted to see and it's overpriced anyway. A scam, really.” You reached up to play with his earlobe, something you often did mid conversation with him. The first time you’d done it he’d stopped mid sentence, waiting for an explanation. You’d pulled your hand away, embarrassed. You smiled at the memory. “Remember the first time I did this?” you continued speaking as he kept his eyes squeezed shut. “We’d only been dating a week or so and you made a face at me like I’d just done the oddest thing you’d ever seen. It was so embarrassing…”

“It was cute.” His eyes were still squeezed shut. “I can always tell when you’re about to do it; your eyes drift to my right ear, always the right.” 

You looked down at your feet, “I don’t know why I do it, I don’t do it with anyone else.” You lifted his hand to play with his wedding ring before looking back up to his face. “You must have irresistible earlobes.”

He smiled, eyes still closed but not squeezed tightly. “Keep talking to me.” 

“Hm?”

“Distract me.” He tilted his head down, chin nearly on his chest so he could peak his eyes open to watch his feet. You stood aside and he started off again. You kept your eyes ahead to the end of the bridge, his hand grasped in yours, as you considered which memory to distract him with. 

“Remember when we introduced the cats?” When you first moved in together you’d been nervous about introducing your cat to his three. Your baby had always been scared of other cats, you’d assumed he’d had a bad experience before you’d adopted him. “We did it one at a time, so we didn’t overwhelm Loki. Remember how nervous I was? You kept saying how nice your babies were, that they wouldn’t hurt him.”

“I was right, wasn’t I?” His voice was a little timid, but he was still moving so you continued. 

“I was never afraid they’d hurt him. I just didn’t want Loki scared to death all the time, in a new environment as well.”

“I gave them a lecture before you arrived.”

You looked at his face, his eyes still fixed on the ground. “A lecture?”

“I told them they had to be nice to their new brother.” He squeezed your hand. “I had to explain how important you are to me and how I needed you to live with us.” His voice sounded clearer, apparently successfully distracted. 

“They must be very good listeners then, they were very well behaved.”

“Of course they were well behaved. They’re always well behaved.” 

You noted how close the end of the bridge was. “Do you think they’re missing us?” you asked. His parents were babysitting and had been sending daily updates. 

A small smile formed on his face before he spoke, “Me more than you, probably.” 

“You spoil them, that's why they always come to you first.”

“They just love me more.” 

“I guess I can’t blame them for that.” You stopped walking, bringing his hand up to your mouth so you could kiss his knuckles. “You did it,” you announced, smiling. He lifted his eyes to yours then turned around to look back across the bridge. 

He was silent for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up. “Easy,” he declared. “Let’s go then.” He tugged you forward, adopting a confident stride. 

After 4 hours of being very patient while you wandered around the exhibit, Minho announced he was about to drop dead of starvation. Luckily you had a plan and within only a 10 minute walk you’d arrived at a cat cafe where you could read anything from the large book collection, eat delicious food, and play with cats. You’d discovered the place on google the day before when you were trying to find some way to thank him for spending half a day at the art gallery with you. His stomach was now full and he was in a cosy nook with a cat on his lap, looking very content. “I was thinking we could ride bikes around the river tomorrow? There’s a really nice bike track apparently,” you said, breaking the comfortable silence. 

“Okay,” he said, not looking up from the cat in his lap. 

“We could do something else if you have anything in mind?”

“I don’t care,” murmured, still not looking up. 

“You don't-You don’t care…” You dropped your gaze to your screen. You knew he didn’t mean to sound dismissive but you felt a bit like you were dragging him around unwillingly. You had tried to make the last few days fun, keeping your time as full as you could. You hadn’t spent much time away with him before and you had been a little nervous that when he was forced to spend all his time with you for an entire week he might discover he didn’t like you as much as he thought. It was ridiculous really; you were married, you’d been living together for two years. You’d just never spent a whole week straight together. The cat that had been lounging on your husband's lap for the past 20 minutes brushed against your leg. You looked up to see Minho shifting from his side of the little reading nook, shuffling across until he was cramming himself into the small space next to you. He took your hand in his and started playing with your fingers. 

“I’m just happy spending time with you. I don’t care what we do tomorrow because whatever it is, I'll be doing it with you.” 

“I dragged you around an art gallery for hours today.”

“I very willingly came to the art gallery with you where I got to listen to all your very interesting thoughts. You’re cute when you’re excited.” 

“So you don’t regret marrying me?”

He burst into laughter, reminding you of how ridiculous you were being. You pulled your hand from his as he was distracted attempting to contain his outburst. You fiddled with the rings on your finger. He’d rolled out of bed one Saturday morning and reappeared 10 minutes later with the small ring box. When you’d said yes he’d fucked you into the sheets and then cooked you your favourite meal, making you feel like you’d reached the peak of conceivable joy. It wasn’t possible for a human to feel happier than you did that day. 

“How would the cats cope with a divorce, hm?” His voice broke through your thoughts. You looked up at his face, his eyes glinting with amusement. He patted his thighs with his palms. You hesitated, then climbed into his lap. “You’re mine now. Forever,” he whispered, hand brushing your hair away from your face. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you agreed, bringing your lips to his. 

Well your biking plans for tomorrow were likely ruined. It had started pouring before you’d left the cat cafe and by the time you’d made it back to the hotel it had developed well and truly into a thunderstorm. You hated thunderstorms. You remembered as a kid hiding under your blankets with your mum playing with your hair until your terrified sobs had exhausted you enough to fall asleep. Minho had ordered dinner to your room and watched as you picked at your food, too anxious to have much of an appetite. You really just wanted to hide under the blankets, like a child. The claps of the thunder would startle you every time, making your heart race. Eventually Minho had told you to go to bed, he’d join you after showering. So you had. 

You waited with the covers over your head, attempting and failing to listen for the sound of the shower over the heavy rain. You jumped when the covers lifted, Minho’s face appearing as he peeked into your cocoon of safety. “You alright?” he asked, his voice had taken on the gentle tone he used with his cats or when you were afraid. You reached out to grab his arm, prompting him to join you under the covers. You pressed your face to his bare chest, breathing in the scent of his body wash. His arms wrapped around you, rubbing circles into your back. “You’re okay,” he soothed. You closed your eyes as tears formed in your eyes, attempting to calm your breathing. You always felt silly when this happened, you knew logically nothing was going to happen to you; that you were okay. If only the rest of your body would get the message. A booming clap of thunder startled you, pushing you over the edge—a sob leaving your lips. “Please,” Minho pleaded, his arms tightening around you. “Don’t cry. I’ve got you.” You took a deep breath and held it. Minho pulled away from you, moving his hands to cup your cheeks and lift your face to his. “Breathe,” he whispered before leaning in to kiss the tears from your cheeks. You took a breath for each kiss he left, they were slow—slow enough that your deep slow breaths calmed your racing heart. By the time he was finished his lips were moist with your tears. 

“Distract me,” you breathed. He rolled on top of you, body covering yours—both of you still under the covers. You couldn’t imagine any situation that could make you feel safer than under the covers with your husband's body over yours like this. When you were a kid you’d had the most vivid nightmares, sometimes you’d wake up and swear you could see the creature from your dream in the corner of your room. You would pull the covers over your head, using them as a protective barrier. You’d make your breathing as quiet as possible and attempt to convince yourself it wasn’t real; that you were okay. Your protective cocoon worked the same for you now, except you weren’t alone now—you had someone else to let you know you were okay. 

“You need me to distract you, baby?” His warm breath tickled your neck as one of his hands slipped under the hem of your t-shirt. His fingers traced the skin on your stomach in patterns before moving to cup one of your breasts. “My girl has had such a big day…needs me to make her feel better, hm?” Light filtered through the covers as the room lit up with lightning and you reached for his arm—his skin warm under your palm. He withdrew his hand from your shirt and brought it to cup your cheek. “It’s okay, honey. Just focus on where I'm touching you, yeah?” His hand moved from your cheek…down your neck…down your torso and came to a rest over your clothed cunt. “You like when I grope your pretty pussy, don’t you? What about when I'm between your legs? When I play with you until you get all puffy… I love watching you get all twitchy and wet for me…” His fingers started lightly stroking you back and forth over your underwear, barely any pressure at all. His lips pressed to the skin on your neck, just above your collarbone—his lips were still wet from where he’d kissed the tears from your cheeks. He pressed slow kisses up to your jaw and then to your lips, all while continuing his slow strokes over your underwear. His lips tasted a little salty as they moved against yours. When he pulled away you watched as he pulled his hand from between your legs and pushed his index and middle finger into his mouth—sucking on his own fingers as he kept his eyes on yours. You pushed your fingers into his hair as he removed his fingers from his mouth. The covers had shifted down from your movements, both your heads free from your blanket cocoon. Your grip tightened in his hair as he slipped his wet fingers into your underwear and through your folds. You whimpered into his mouth as he reattached his lips to yours. “I know, honey. Feels good, yeah? Want you to feel so good,” he muttered into your mouth between kisses. 

“L-Love…. love-” you stuttered against his lips. 

“Me? My fingers? What do you love?” His fingers played with your entrance, the tips nudging against you but not quite pushing in. A clap of thunder startled you again, making you jump—his fingers sinking into you in the same moment. You threw your head back into the pillows, back arching off the bed—nipples pressed into the warm skin of his chest. “That’s it, honey,” Minho murmured, his fingers filling you. He started fucking you slowly, his eyes fixed to your face. Every now and then he’d let his fingers slip out of you and trail them up to your clit, circling you a few times before re-entering you again. It didn’t take long for him to build you up to your high, the more sounds you made the more he muttered along with you, “Gotta get you all relaxed so I can slip inside you…come for me, honey…then I can fill you up properly, yeah?” You clenched your eyes closed as you came, Minho’s mouth sucking a hickey into your neck as he circled your clit—drawing it out. By the time you’d come down from your high, opening your eyes again, he was between your legs—the covers well and truly abandoned now. 

“Minho?” 

He looked up from where he’d been focused on your sensitive pussy. “Mm?”

“You. I love you,” you said, voice a little shaky. 

He smirked before covering your body with his again. “Not my fingers?”

“Those too.” 

His hand moved down to pull his boxers down his ass. “What about my cock?”

“That too,” you whispered as you felt him rest his erection against your still sensitive cunt. He pressed his lips to yours, his hips rolling a little as he kissed you—his cock spreading your puffy folds as he moved. The day he’d proposed he’d kept his cock pressed to your swollen pussy as he cuddled you—leg thrown over you. He’d edged you both by grinding against your cunt until you were begging him to fill you. He liked when you begged. Tonight it seemed he was being generous because he pressed inside you without a single please required. Each of his elbows were pressed into the mattress on either side of your head, trapping you beneath him. His mouth hovered over yours as he slowly began fucking himself into you. He kept his eyes on yours as his slow deep strokes filled you.

“Should we make a baby?” He kissed you. “You wanna get back from our honeymoon already bred nice and full, hm?” Another kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him down so you could keep your mouth on his—moaning into his mouth. You’d talked about having babies one day, in the future. You were on the pill, you knew you couldn’t get pregnant right now but just the way he talked about it… like it was a real possibility; the next step in your lives together. You loved the idea of anything that would intertwine your lives together even more. You wanted to entangle yourself with him like a mess of fishing line, impossible to untangle—knotted together forever. 

“Forever…” you muttered, hips rolling to meet his thrusts. 

“Hm? What is it, my love?” 

You pulled his head down to the crook of your neck, hands entwined in the hair at the back of his head. “...Mine,” you finished, voice just above a whisper. 

“That’s right, honey,” he murmured into your skin. “Yours forever.” He sounded really out of breath now, his thrusts much shallower and faster than when you’d started. “Can you come again for me? Just once more…” 

You whimpered, pulling his head back up so you could kiss him. 

“I know…I know, baby…” he started chanting, panting into your mouth. “Gonna fill you… gonna-” His forehead dropped to yours as you felt him press all the way inside and flood you with his cum. You imagined you were off the pill, that he really was breeding you—you gasped as your second orgasm of the night took you by surprise. Minho collapsed onto you, pressing you into the mattress. 

“Heavy,” you panted, attempting to shove at his shoulders. He groaned, rolling off you. Your panting breaths were the only sounds filling the room. The only sounds. “When did the rain stop?” you asked, rolling to your side so you could rest your arm across his torso. 

“A little while ago, were you distracted?” He grinned, grasping the hand you had laid on his chest in his. 

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the day sunghoon trims his nails i’ll know he has a gf

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best friend’s brother

⚬ pairing: joshua x fem!reader ⚬ word count: 37k ⚬ warnings: alcohol, mentions of unsafe sex/unplanned pregnancy  ⚬ genres: timestep, romance, angsty angst, major feels abt having a crush, lots of flirting, smut, drama, happy tears.

✧✎ synopsis: joshua happens to be your best friend’s older brother. he’s pretty, and he’s got a lot of cool details about him that you pay a concerning amount of attention to, but he’s just a friend (if you could even call it that). still, what does he think of you, anyway? that is—if he thinks of you.

 ✧✎ a/n: this is a rewrite of an old fic that i uploaded in 2016. keep in mind the original version was only 13k! i’ve made so many changes to this story and i really hope those who read it enjoy it! thank you sm!

⇢ here is this fic’s inspo playlist ⇢ smut section is marked! ⇢ taglist included in final author’s note

13.

You flipped to the next page of the plastic binder and squiggled a small ‘seven’ inside the margin. Then, your eyes wandered back to the math textbook sitting in between you and your best friend. It was difficult to study on Jennie’s bed, but she liked it that way, and there definitely wasn’t enough room at her desk.

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[23:15] Jacob x fem!reader, smut, fluff, unprotected sex, cockwarming, established relationship

The night had already fallen and the dim lights in the bedroom were creating a sultry, yet calm atmosphere around you. Your breath was shaky, as Jacob was leaving butterfly kisses on your neck, his hands wrapped around your waist ever so softly, holding you as if you were the finest of porcelain.

You were on top of Jacob, your legs wrapped around his hips and you were gently riding his cock, soft moans escaping your lips. "Don't be shy, baby, let me hear you", Jacob whispers in your ear and a slightly louder moan rips itself from your throat. You feel him smile against your skin and you chuckle at his cheekiness. "You love it when I'm riding you, don't you, Cobie?", you tease him and he chuckles too, running his hands on your back, sending chills down your spine.

"You're underestimating yourself, Y/N", he smiles, "I love you when you sing freely in the bathroom, when you dance around in the house, when you cry during cheesy rom-coms", punctuating every sentence with a kiss on your collarbones, the swell of your breasts and your lips, looking at you with all the love and adoration in the world.

Jacob's words were full of honesty and love, making your heart flutter and your core clench around his length. Both of you were now chasing your highs, the emotional impact of his earlier confession being too much for you to bear. Jacob was now thrusting up into your core frantically and you were guiding your hips to match his thrusts.

"C-Cobie...", you whimper weakly, "I know, baby, I know, let go for me", he grunts and you feel your body shake, the familiar knot in the pit of your stomach snapping and at the same time, Jacob moans your name and he fills your insides with his cum.

You both stay still into each other's arms for a few seconds, trying to calm down from your highs. You grimace as you feel your mixed cum slide down your inner thigh and you move to lift yourself, but Jacob pulls you down and you yelp, his cock still inside you.

"Please, let's stay like this for a while", he pleads and you laugh at his puppy-like expression. "You don't mind if we make a mess of the sheets?" you raise an eyebrow at him and he smiles softly.

"If it means holding you like this until we fall asleep, then no, I don't".

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Author's note: Happy late birthday to Jacob, the official angel of The Boyz💕💕

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Kim Sunwoo - (Smut Scenario 2)

Warning ⚠️ smut, 18+, fingering. If you feel uncomfortable reading smut about idols then please don’t read! :) there are a few fluff scenarios on my account as well.

All you could feel in your stomach was anxiety, horniness but mostly excitement. You were so excited it made you feel butterflies. It was almost too much and you felt like exploding.

“Sunwoo, I’m scared…” you said to him as you were laying on the bed, naked, in front of your boyfriend for the first time.

He’d usually ask you if you really want to take things a step further or if he should stop. But not this time. You were already naked and got him so riled up that he just smiled at you softly while caressing one of your cheeks. “It’s going to be okay, baby. Trust me.” His soft smile wasn’t all that genuine though and quickly turned into a devilish smirk. You were slightly intimidated by the dark haired male because of the way he acted. He likes to play games. With you.

He caressed your thighs until he carefully brushed his fingers over your womanhood which made you jolt immediately. You just knew by the way he reacted that that kind of reaction gave him an insane amount of confidence but you couldn’t care less because you were too thrilled about what he’d do next. You’ve been masturbating for quite a while now but never knew what it would feel like if your hand was replaced by your boyfriend’s long, slender fingers. Needless to say you were beyond curious about the feeling and one day, when you and Sunwoo were casually sitting on the couch in each other’s arms watching a movie, a sensual scene came on which lead you to asking him if he knows how to finger a girl and starting to mock him because you thought he’d get shy. There’s absolutely no explanation to why you thought that but you just did.

The day this happened was exactly today, a few minutes before your boyfriend took you to the bedroom and practically ripped off your clothes.

Sunwoo looked at you one last time and gave you a sweet kiss before inserting a finger into you while you were still kissing. You immediately opened your eyes and pulled away when you felt him starting to finger you. You got used to the feeling after a few seconds and closed your eyes again, enjoying yourself to the fullest.

What you couldn’t see was that this time Sunwoo wasn’t smirking or enjoying his ego trip, but he was looking at you with soft eyes, feeling genuinely happy that he could make you feel good. He stopped for a second without noticing until you looked at him with puppy eyes. “Don’t stop, please. I like it.”

“You know what I like? No, not like, love?” He asked as he came closer to your face again, giving you small kisses on your cheeks and jawline.

“Hmm I don’t know” you lightly moaned. “Tell me”

“You. I love you.” His words made you smile and you pulled him in for a real, passionate kiss.

“I love you too, Kim Sunwoo.”

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꒰ PAIRING ꒱ sunwoo x subby! fem!reader ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱sunwoo wants to know where he can cum, and your answer surprises him.  ꒰ WORD COUNT ꒱1k ꒰ TW ꒱ creampie, praise / degrading, dirty talk, fluffy end! <3 ꒰ NOTE ꒱ wrap it before you tap it pals!!  ꒰ REQUESTED ꒱ no!

“My fucking god Y/N, you feel so good,” Sunwoo said in a breath, the front pieces of hair covering his eyes and sticking to his forehead, his hand caressing your cheek while the other was busy replacing your leg on his shoulder, kissing the skin of your calf.

Sunwoo was thrusting so deep inside of you that the only thing that you could currently do was tug on his hair and whimper. Alongside with his hips colliding with the back of your thighs in a lewd noise, your moans and Sunwoo’s deep grunts were the only things you could hear in the locked bedroom.

“Baby I’m so close,” your boyfriend smirked as you mumbled in a breath, gripping his forearm when he applied pressure on your clit with his thumb and started drawing circles. 

Closing your eyes, you let the waves of pleasure flooding your veins as the only thing you could feel was Sunwoo’s girth going in and out of you at a steady, firm pace, his member brushing against your walls in such a pleasuring way that you could scream. He wasn’t going too slow nor too fast, he just needed to keep rubbing your clit to send you over the edge.

“Cum around my cock, darling, you’ve been nothing but a good girl tonight,” Sunwoo bent over to come and whisper his words of praise in your ears, your legs now resting on his shoulders helped the tip of his dick hit a new angle, deeper and further into you, your mouth falling agape and nails digging dents in the skin of his arms you were clutching on in utter pleasure.  

Wanting to be as close to you as possible, Sunwoo dropped your legs from his shoulders and pressed his chest against yours, feeling you moan against his mouth as your nipples rubbed against the warm skin of his chest, creating a god-like feeling. His thrusts didn’t subside, your moans vanishing in his mouth as you eventually reached your peak, Sunwoo letting out a few grunts of pleasure when your nails scratched the skin of his shoulder blades, his pace not changing despite your core clenching around his member.

You squirmed and whimpered when your boyfriend wasn’t ready to slow down, your body twitching and jolting at the overstimulation.

“Where do you want me to cum, princess?” he asked out of breath, groaning as you kept clenching around him without helping it. You moaned as his head sunk in your chest, kissing the warm valley in between your breasts littered with hickeys and little bites from the foreplay. “In me, cum in me, please,” you whispered, and his eyes shot back up, his thrusts faltering a bit. “Are you on the pill?” he worriedly asked, and you nodded, your face twisting in an expression of pleasure as he hit a deep sensitive spot, almost reaching the end of your hole, his heart skipping a beat as he took in the sight and what you’ve just told him.

Sunwoo’s hands landed on your sides and held you tightly, his hips now slamming against your thighs, his dick going in and out of you at a rapid pace. He had always dreamt about finishing inside you instead of the condom, and you offered this suggestion so innocently that it made his dick twitch inside your core even more. Your eyes were screwed shut and jaw fell slack, not a single sound coming out of your mouth, the pleasure too intense to even try to do something about it. Your boyfriend moaned and grunted, a thin layer of sweat decorating his pecs and clenched abs, one of his hands travelling up to cup and pinch your breasts before wrapping it around your neck.

“You dirty little slut, you want me to cum inside you now? Since you’re so horny for my cum, you’re gonna take every single drop of it and keep it in,” Sunwoo mumbled through gritted teeth, a teasing smirk on his face. His hand left your side and went down to circle your clit, sending you in a fit of screams and whimpers, your clenches making him hiss. “That’s it, scream my name, cum again baby,” he said as he picked up the pace, your second orgasm approaching at great pace.

His hand around your throat tightened as he started moaning and breathing louder, throwing his head back, his hand applying pressure around your throat making you see stars as you let your second orgasm washed onto you. Sunwoo sank in your neck, grunting and heaving when his hips collided one last time with yours, feeling warm ropes of cum painting your walls, mixing with your release. The sensation of getting filled up was new and absolutely divine, a loud moan accompanied by a scream of his name fell out of your mouth, your entire body tickling as your lover bit your shoulder and gave a few more short thrusts to empty himself inside you.

You both came down from your high, chests heaving heavily together as you tried to come back down from cloud nine, Sunwoo still on top of you. You felt his dick twitch and soften inside of you, leaving you both shuddering once he slowly pulled out. He looked at your slit with a proud smile on his face, his forefinger collecting some of his release before pushing it back inside your warm, filled hole, your pussy clenching around his finger.

“Look at you, not loosing a single drop of my cum without even wanting it. Your body is reacting without your permission,” Sunwoo stated, his mouth trailing kisses from your stomach up to your lips as he caressed your legs. “Does my lovely lover will allow me to run her a bath with a supplement of love and massages?” You nodded and giggled at his words as his hands kept playing with your breasts, gently pushing him away as you had enough for the day. “Yes, please,” you said as you watched him get up after putting in his boxers. “I’ll come and get you when the bath will be ready,” he sends you a wink before disappearing in the bathroom, a blissful smile on your face.

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[ 5:04pm ]

“I love you so much.”

You watch as Juyeon jabs impatiently at the buttons on his gaming switch, his eyes glued to the screen. You feel a pang of annoyance as his lack of attention but shake it away, leaning in closer to him.

“You make my heart flutter all the time,” you smile, twirling a lock of his dark hair around your finger. Your smile drops as you realise he seemed to have not heard as single word you were saying. You roll your eyes and leave the couch to grab a glass of water when Juyeon finally looks up at you, a blank look of confusion on his face.

“Sorry, I was busy playing. What did you say?”

“I said I hate your guts and I hope you lose your game.”  

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Blossom

You can see all the colors perfectly, except your soulmate's favorite, but you were a little skeptical about that. You just didn't expect to be proven wrong when your best friend's brother takes you on a fake date.

→ A/n:Tiring: Kino x Female Reader

→ Genre: Fluff; Soulmate AU.

→ Words:  1.4K

→ Contains: fake dating; confessing, soulmates

→ A/n: Thank you so much for this request, we absolutely loved doing this! Also, happy early bday to the anon who requested it, we hope you like our work!

It started out mostly as a joke, your favorite restaurant was having a huge event for valentine's and couples paid half the price, there was no way you'd pass that up. Not having a boyfriend, you turned to your best friend and asked her to find you a date, anyone would do, as long as they'd keep the facade enough to have dinner. You laughed when she called you crazy but ended up getting you as you were completely broke and the restaurant was amazing. You only didn't imagine she'd be calling her brother in her room and tell him your crazy idea.

Her brother was a nice guy - No, scratch that. He was a perfect guy. Kino was everything you wanted and more, your little childhood crush only getting worse as you two grew up. Not only was he beautiful, charming and alluring, he was also the nicest and the kindest person you ever met. So seeing his eyes lit up and his little squeak as his sister told him, finally, the name of the restaurant, you smiled with him, heart almost slipping a beat when he pointed at you with a wink. "We are so having a fake date tonight!".

Getting ready for the date made you feel like going on a real date, bringing out your best skills to doll up for him, thinking about how he'd show up in simple clothing and still would be the most handsome man in the place. You giggle, your crush being just that, a way to appreciate his amazing being and that's all, at least that's what you always tried to convince yourself of. Of course, you were nervous but knowing you'd be there faking a romantic date only for the food made you feel closer to him so you focused only on that.

Kino picked you up in his car, his talkative personality making you feel at ease and you almost felt like going out with a friend. A very hot and nice friend. Lucky for you he already had made reservations on his name for you both and you got in quickly, his whole demeanor changing when arriving at the restaurant. His hand casually held your waist, your own finding his arm and you didn't even know if it was for show or to anchor yourself on something other than the heat of his hand.

He guided you like a prince, having heart eyes for you the whole time as the waiter showed you your table. Once the man left, you two shared a reserved chuckle, his hand holding yours on top of the table.

"I'm glad you accepted to come with me, Kino. This is an amazing deal", you smiled at him, fumbling with the menu.

"I'm glad you invited me, Y/N. Not only is the deal amazing, but the company is also great", his smile was breathtaking and you could feel your hidden crush surfacing as he squeezed your hand once before picking up the menu.

Turns out the night felt nothing like a fake date. The way he looked at you, his piercing gaze almost never leaving you, wanting to know all about you since he only knew you as his sister's best friend. Of course, you two ordered all you could from the menu, from appetizers to dessert, not to mention a very nice wine bottle. And maybe you shouldn't have, because after finishing it, you felt comfortable and bold enough to intertwine your fingers with his on top of the table as you waited for the check. Kino only smiled wider and held out his other hand for you to hold, now both hands secured together.

"I have to ask this, Y/N. What do you think of the whole ordeal of soulmates we're bound to?" Kino asked so casually that it took you a second to understand.

Usually, you'd forget about this myth the society lived with, a stupid and weird myth that seemed to rule everyone's life. They claimed that it was proved that soulmates were real, faith forever connecting two people by a bond beyond life itself. Every person was born without seeing a specific color and they would only be able to see it when they kissed their soulmate. The color you don't see is allegedly the favorite color of your soulmate. It was too complicated for you and you don't quite believe it and so you told Kino.

"But don't you think it must be amazing to see their favorite color? Something so personal…", Kino seemed dreamy and for a second you wanted to believe the myth, wanted him to be your soulmate. Instead, you picked up a single rose from the table decoration.

"It's a red rose, right?", you asked and was taken aback at his sigh.

"I only see a grayish, weirdly off-tone rose, no red, but I can see the green leaves, so".

"Oh", you said, putting the rose back in the vase, "I can only see the petals, no green for me", you smiled.

"Interesting", Kino smiled, "what's your favorite color?".

"Wouldn't you like to know? What is yours?", you smiled back, a bit mischievous but an alarm sounded in your head. If you didn't believe in soulmates, it shouldn't be a problem to tell him, and yet, you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

The check arrived and he paid fully even if you protested against it. The waiter told you how cute of a couple you were and your cheeks burned while Kino thanked him and held your hand as you got up to leave. Walking to the door was a bit difficult because it was too crowded and so was outside. Many couples were out in the streets walking together and you stood a few steps forward from the door just watching them. Your hand was still secured in Kino's and it was warm, you could see him people-watching just like you and sighed, he was so gorgeous.

"Oh, you're such a lovely couple! You're in luck, young man, she's beautiful!", a cute old lady walked by, holding hands with her assumed husband, both smiling your way. Kino turned then, his free hand moving to touch your chin gently and smiling, staring into your eyes as you could feel your hands starting to tremble.

"Yeah, she's beautiful", he moved too slowly but also too fast. Your mind wasn't thinking straight when he moved to kiss you, lips gently touching yours. Returning the kiss was easy even with a shaky hand, his hair feeling soft as you moved to touch it. Kino pulled back too quickly but you forgot to complain as his eyes were spinning you to his gaze.

"Ah, glad you are still here", a sudden voice made you turn your head, neither of you stepping back, "this is for you. Courtesy of the house", it was the waiter that served you during dinner. He extended a rose towards you and Kino held it between your faces after thanking the man.

"Oh, it looks fresher than the one on our table, look! The thorns have such a vivid green to them!", you said without thinking, and as soon as you finished you gasped, hand moving to hold Kino's hand on top of the flower.

"I… I agree with you. It looks fresh. The red is really bright as well, looks even wet", Kino said softly, smiling at the rose. He paused and so did you, both staring at the rose for what felt like minutes even if it was only seconds to understand what was happening. "Green", he whispered, now looking at you, "my favorite color is green".

"Mine is red", you whispered back, "just like the rose". Kino smiled brightly at that, giving you the rose, and held you with his free hand.

"I think this is the right time to confess my feelings for you?", he laughed softly and kissed the top of your head.

"As any as ever. But only if you accept a confession back", you laughed in delight at his bright smile, laughing with you and looking almost ethereal.

"So, I take it you believe in soulmates now? With the evidence?" Kino was taunting you and you knew. So holding the rose a bit tighter and with a smirk on your lips that surprisingly matched his, you moved until your arms were around his neck, his hands holding your waist.

"I don't know, maybe I need more proof. You know, for science", you winked and his laughter was loud, getting a few looks from the people walking by.

"As many as you'd like, soulmate".

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My first Mino scenario. I honestly really enjoyed writing this and i had a lot of fun doing it. I really hope you guys like it, feedback is much appreciated as always so please don’t hesitate. 

A/N: disgustingly fluffy bc i live for fluffy cliches okay fight me. this is my first mino scenario so if you like it let me know if i should write more for him

Pairing: Song Mino x reader Genre: fluff, smut Word count: 12,791 (idek man mino did things to me)

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[haosdiary]

in your arms || kevin moon

# pairing : bestfriend!kevin x reader

# genre : fluff, crack

☕️ ↳ your scared of thunderstorms and kevin comforts you

you sit up hugging your knees to your chest as you see a crack of thunder peak through your window. looking up at the clock and realize it’s 2am. you look over at the edge of your bed and see kevin passed out on the floor, with a blanket lazily tossed over his body. he looked peaceful, soft snores coming from his lips. you lightly slip out of bed, and tiptoe over to him, pillow in hand.

should i do it? for a moment you consider if it’s worth waking him up. you take the pillow in your hand, and slam it down on his face. kevin takes a second to realize what the soft object in front of his face is. you feel his hand slightly nudge yours as a signal to take off the pillow, so you release him from the suffocation. his eyes squinted open to meet yours. “good morning” he says with his tired voice.

“kev i can’t sleep”

he seems more awake now. “c’mere” he places his hand on yours, pulling you to his chest. oh my god i am laying on kevin moons chest. you feel his arms wrap around your waist. “is this comfortable for you?” kevin says. you nuzzle closer into his chest as a sign for yes. he laughs at your cuteness. from his chest you can hear softly humming.

the storm outside becomes forgotten as you stay safe in kevin’s arms.

a/n: not requested but i felt like writing about kevin :) sorry if i’m a bit slow with requests this week, my school reopened so i can’t write during class <//3

[poutybinz]

12:58 pm.

the sounds of your sopping, sticky hole sucking in soobin’s thick cock was like music to his ears. he was completely entranced, holding your thighs open while he gazed down at you.

specifically, where your privates met.

the way your pussy sucked him in, it was mesmerizing. it was beautiful, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “holy shit, look at how nicely you take me...”

“so fuckin’ pretty, baby. you’re so gorgeous.” soobin kneeled down, pressing a few kisses up your tummy towards your breasts and then up the side of your neck before he reached your ear; nibbling lightly on your earlobe while he began to rut into you. “pretty baby, my pretty girl.”

you felt like you were floating, somewhere in an entirely different dimension. everything was overwhelming, everything felt so good you couldn’t control yourself. your body moved on its own, your hips desperately arched into his in an attempt to try to get him somehow deeper inside of you.

your nails had dug into the skin of his forearm, his chest and neck littered with all of sorts of bites and hickies from you, and you just couldn’t keep your mouth shut.

“soobin..! f-fuck, don’t stop! please don’t stop! love it so much, so...sooo much!” you were fully babbling like an idiot but you couldn’t stop it. soobin groaned so deep into your ear you swore you could feel it in your core.

your breath hitched when soobin began to roll his hips into you. the way his pelvis ground into your clit was absolutely intoxicating, it was making your head swim. you truly felt like you didn’t want this to end.

this extreme feeling of ecstasy, of pure and unadulterated pleasure, you never wanted it to end. you figured you’d even be content to just let him fuck you like this whenever he wanted, if it meant it would feel this good all the time you never wanted it to stop.

when soobin leaned back to look at you, placing his large hand on your cheek and staring into your eyes he couldn’t help but to laugh just a little bit. you were so blissed out of your mind, it was adorable. “you’re so cute. drunk on my cock.” he panted, kissing your lips once, twice and then a third time.

“i love you, soobin.” you meant that. as much as your head was swimming, as good as he felt buried in the pit of your tummy, you were so utterly infatuated with him. you couldn’t see yourself with anyone else.

soobin’s hips slowed only for a moment, a genuine smile gracing his beautiful features. he leaned in, this time putting both of his hands over your cheeks and giving you a deep kiss while his hips picked up again. slowly, he pushed himself further into you making you moan desperately into his mouth. he pulled away just for a moment, his lips mere inches away from yours to whisper something against your lips.

“i love you too, baby.”

[lovesickchoi]

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PAIRING - yeonjun x virgin!reader

WARNINGS - virgin kink, corruption kink, dirty talk, some marking, fingering

WC - 3258

A/N - for my baby lily’s bday @heartthrobchoi <3

it was laughable - the look on yeonjun’s face after you told him you had wished for him to take your virginity. 

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[choerryybomb]

idk i just think e:u and jimin would be super cute together

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listen everybody wants to write yeonjun as some kind of super experienced sex god but those vids of him being super aggressive for no reason show me that this boy would go at your clit like a scratch off lottery ticket and think he was working wonders

[choerryybomb]

imagine you’re dating namjoon and when it starts getting serious he introduces you to his plants lmao

[choerryybomb]

college is just your opinion. just you raising your hand and being like ‘’i think johnny suh is bisexual’’ and they’re like ‘’partial credit’’