facetiming ohyul after work and he picks up fresh out the shower, hair wet, skin still glistening, looking at me like iâm the only thing that matters while i ramble about my day. he keeps saying âmhmâ and âtell me more babyâ in that low voice⊠but i can clearly hear the wet, rhythmic strokes of his hand sliding up and down his cock.
heâs not even trying to hide it anymore. every time i pause, he strokes faster. i can see his arm moving, his chest rising quicker, breath getting heavier, but he still wants me to keep talking. so i do. i tell him every little detail, voice sweet and soft, while he jerks off like a perv to the sound of me.
i would pretend i donât notice how desperate heâs getting. đŹ
working on a request with inexperienced older!reader x experienced!ohyul and somehow i keep getting stuck on the idea of ohyul trying so hard to talk her through everything at first, only to completely lose the plot halfway through because it feels too good. like one second heâs being patient and careful, next thing he knows heâs got his face buried in her neck and canât stop thrusting into her, completely forgetting what the point of this was supposed to be, and he just keeps mumbling apologies through it the entire time.
i mean look at this face, i just know heâd be teasing the hell out of you and pretending heâs got way more self control than he actually does. acting all patient, talking you through it, making you think heâs the one in control, only for you to realize heâs been holding himself back just as hard the entire time. like the second you give him anything back, heâs done for
inexperienced older gf!reader x experienced younger bf!ohyul
the first week of your internship was messing up with your brain so much it was lowkey affecting your relationship with ohyul. since you started, heâd been sweetly picking you up every night after work. the only real time you two could see each other properly. you guys used to bump into each other around campus halls, but now it was just these late-night drives. you were lazily tidying up your desk when the flashbacks suddenly hit you the way you and ohyul were touching each other, your legs locked around his hips⊠so close to finally doing it but his self-control always held him back so well to not get carried away, no matter how aroused you got, he would stop right before things went too far. it always left you going to work the next day frustrated.
maybe tonight you just need him to do it right.
the second you stepped out of the building, you saw his car waiting on the side of the road. you slid into the passenger seat.
âyou look a bit more tired than usual,â he said softly, reaching over to caress your cheek and fix the stray strands of your hair.
âlowkey.. yeah,â you answered, adjusting the seat so you could get more comfortable.
the road was quiet. your eyes felt heavy, but you could still feel ohyul taking glances at you every few seconds. one part of you felt bad because you barely had time together lately, and when you did, it was wrapped in silence because you were too drained to do anything but sit in comfortable silence. his hand eventually brushed your cheek again, gently waking you, âdonât fall asleep on me yet..â you tried, but the next time your eyes opened, you were already parked in the basement of your apartment building.
you had fallen asleep. damn, can this make me feel any worse?
still half-asleep, you lazily adjusted the seat and turned to him, wrapping your arms around his neck in a clingy hug.
âplease spend the night⊠pleaseee.â
ohyul let out a soft laugh, patting your head before pressing a kiss there. âyou know i canât, baby. got an early schedule tomorrow at 4 a.m⊠rain check?â
you sighed loudly, clinging to him tighter, before hiding your face in his neck, breathing him in. he smelled so fucking good, as usual. without thinking, you started kissing his neck softly. ohyul didnât refuse. his wandering hand found your waist across the seat, pulling you closer until he reached your neck and jawline. then he gently pulled your face away from his neck so he could look at you. the needy look in your eyes made him curse under his breath.
âfuck.â
he kissed you right away, usually he controlled the pace perfectly because he was more experienced and so you could keep up. but tonight something felt different. you matched his hunger, kissing him back just as desperately, and it clearly drove him crazy. his hands slipped under your shirt, pushing your bra up so he could roll your nipple between his fingers.
you broke the kiss with a shaky moan.
ohyul watched the way you melted under his touch, eyes dark. he pulled you fully into his lap, undressing your shirt without breaking the kiss much, then unclipped your bra. you could feel how hard he already was underneath you. you started grinding against him on purpose, making him groan.
the makeout turned messier â tongues sliding, teeth nipping, his hands squeezing your waist and ass as you rocked on him. he was breathing hard when he finally pulled back a little just enough to rest his forehead against yours, âcan you please suck me off?â he asked, voice rough but gentle. you froze by his request, youâd never gone this far with him. he noticed your hesitation immediately. âiâll talk you through it, donât worry. please?â you nodded shyly.
right after he got your permission he pushed the driverâs seat back as far as it could go and you moved between his legs. you helped him unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. he was rock hard, tip already leaking prettily.
you leaned in and wrapped your lips around him hesitantly.
âfuckâ babyâŠâ ohyul groaned. fingers threading into your hair, his hand gently guided your head. âhold your breath when you take me deeper.
yeah,
just like that.
good girlâ ahh, shit..â
he guided your pace gently at first, kept talking you through it, praising you the whole time. but the more you tried to take him, gagging and tearing up, the harder it became for him to stay composed. his control slipped. his hips started thrusting up, fucking your mouth a little faster until he finally came down your throat with a broken moan.
he pulled you up immediately, wiping the mess from your lips and chin before kissing you deeply. âyou did so good, baby. so fucking good,â he teased with that cocky smirk. you laughed breathlessly, embarrassed. âshut up, ohyul.â both of you giggling for a moment.
but the heat didnât fade. âbackseat,â he said, eyes still dark.
your stomach flipped with nerves, but you climbed into the backseat. ohyul followed right after and pulled you onto his lap again, this time making you face forward toward the windshield.
he trailed his hands over your boobs, squeezing them, then down your stomach until he reached your thighs. he parted your legs and started touching your clit slowly. you squirmed immediately â you were already so wet..
ohyul chuckled against your ear, clearly smug. âso wet for me.â
he slid one finger inside you, then two, pumping them in and out while his thumb kept rubbing your clit. you were moaning loudly, thighs shaking hard. he held you in place easily with his strength, not letting you close your legs.
ânooo, itâs far from enough,â he teased, voice cocky. âyou just need to feel it, baby. let me take care of you.â
his fingers moved faster, curling perfectly while his thumb pressed harder on your clit. your moans turned into hoarse whines and cries. when he felt you getting close, shaking and clenching around his fingers, he flipped you onto your back on the seat. he hovered over you, gently brushing your messy hair from your face and wiping your tears.
âif i knew you could be this good, i wouldâve done this sooner,â he chuckled.
you hit his chest softly.
he started touching your sensitive clit again. you tried closing your legs but he used his thigh to keep them open. âcan we try it this time?â he asked, still checking in. âcan i put it in?â
you were so frustrated and needy you just whined, âjust put it in already, ugh.â
âimpatient, arenât we?â he smirked. he positioned himself, rubbing his tip along your wet folds while keeping eye contact. âjust relax⊠trust me.â you tried. when he finally pushed in, the stretch made you gasp out loud.
âwowââ
ohyul smirked and let out a soft chuckle, but it quickly faded. he buried his face in your neck, trying so hard to stay slow and gentle, rolling his hips carefully while whispering praises.
but the feeling of you around him made something snap.
his thrusts suddenly got deeper, faster. skin started slapping loudly inside the car. he kept his face buried in your neck, moaning and mumbling apologies nonstop as he lost control.
âshitâ thrust
''iâm sorryâ thrust
"fuck,
baby you feel too good.. thrust
iâm really sorryâ ahhâ fuckâ much harder.
you grabbed onto his biceps, his back, and his nape, holding on as he fucked you harder. his hair was messy, skin sweaty, he even bumped his head on the car roof multiple times but he didnât care. every thrust hit just right, making your toes curl.
âohyulâ slow down, i feel like iâm so close.â
âthen slowing down isnât the right option, baby,â he growled against your neck, still pounding into you.
he went even faster, chasing your orgasm until you came hard, crying out and clenching around him. the feeling pushed him over the edge too. he pulled out at the last second, stroking himself as he came all over your stomach, groaning curses under his shaky breath while staring at your wrecked face.
you lay there catching your breath, quietly admiring how hot and pretty your boyfriend looked like this.. flushed, sweaty, and completely gone because of youâohyulâs chest was heaving as he slowly came back to reality. he looked down at you, eyes softening with a mix of guilt and affection.
âshit⊠sorry baby,â he whispered, voice hoarse. he gently brushed your messy hair away from your face and wiped the tears on your cheeks with his thumb. âshouldâve been more gentle⊠i really meant to go slow but you felt too fucking good.â
he leaned down and pressed soft kisses on your forehead, then your lips, still mumbling apologies between them.
thank you so much for the pre-ordered salmon! :> đŁđŹ
Hey, my beautiful writer! đ It's me, the inexperienced!gf with experiencedbf!Ohyul anon, I'm so happy you were able to do it, thank you so much! I remember you saying you were nervous about not meeting expectations, that you thought I was expecting one thing when you had different thoughts, girl, let me tell you something: I'm drooling. I'm saying this looking you in the eyes, I also LOVE the idea of ââOhyul losing his temper when he knows his partner is willing to give him everything he wants, fuck, I love my man so much đ€€
working on a request with inexperienced older!reader x experienced!ohyul and somehow i keep getting stuck on the idea of ohyul trying so hard to talk her through everything at first, only to completely lose the plot halfway through because it feels too good. like one second heâs being patient and careful, next thing he knows heâs got his face buried in her neck and canât stop thrusting into her, completely forgetting what the point of this was supposed to be, and he just keeps mumbling apologies through it the entire time.
i mean look at this face, i just know heâd be teasing the hell out of you and pretending heâs got way more self control than he actually does. acting all patient, talking you through it, making you think heâs the one in control, only for you to realize heâs been holding himself back just as hard the entire time. like the second you give him anything back, heâs done for
Hello, hope you're good! I've been in love with the works you have done, they're yummy. Idk if you're taking requests (sorry if you don't) but, would you write something about maybe one or two years older but totally inexperienced!gf with a bit more experienced bf!Ohyul? Pleaseeeee đđŒ
inexperienced older gf!reader x experienced younger bf!ohyul
the first week of your internship was messing up with your brain so much it was lowkey affecting your relationship with ohyul. since you started, heâd been sweetly picking you up every night after work. the only real time you two could see each other properly. you guys used to bump into each other around campus halls, but now it was just these late-night drives. you were lazily tidying up your desk when the flashbacks suddenly hit you the way you and ohyul were touching each other, your legs locked around his hips⊠so close to finally doing it but his self-control always held him back so well to not get carried away, no matter how aroused you got, he would stop right before things went too far. it always left you going to work the next day frustrated.
maybe tonight you just need him to do it right.
the second you stepped out of the building, you saw his car waiting on the side of the road. you slid into the passenger seat.
âyou look a bit more tired than usual,â he said softly, reaching over to caress your cheek and fix the stray strands of your hair.
âlowkey.. yeah,â you answered, adjusting the seat so you could get more comfortable.
the road was quiet. your eyes felt heavy, but you could still feel ohyul taking glances at you every few seconds. one part of you felt bad because you barely had time together lately, and when you did, it was wrapped in silence because you were too drained to do anything but sit in comfortable silence. his hand eventually brushed your cheek again, gently waking you, âdonât fall asleep on me yet..â you tried, but the next time your eyes opened, you were already parked in the basement of your apartment building.
you had fallen asleep. damn, can this make me feel any worse?
still half-asleep, you lazily adjusted the seat and turned to him, wrapping your arms around his neck in a clingy hug.
âplease spend the night⊠pleaseee.â
ohyul let out a soft laugh, patting your head before pressing a kiss there. âyou know i canât, baby. got an early schedule tomorrow at 4 a.m⊠rain check?â
you sighed loudly, clinging to him tighter, before hiding your face in his neck, breathing him in. he smelled so fucking good, as usual. without thinking, you started kissing his neck softly. ohyul didnât refuse. his wandering hand found your waist across the seat, pulling you closer until he reached your neck and jawline. then he gently pulled your face away from his neck so he could look at you. the needy look in your eyes made him curse under his breath.
âfuck.â
he kissed you right away, usually he controlled the pace perfectly because he was more experienced and so you could keep up. but tonight something felt different. you matched his hunger, kissing him back just as desperately, and it clearly drove him crazy. his hands slipped under your shirt, pushing your bra up so he could roll your nipple between his fingers.
you broke the kiss with a shaky moan.
ohyul watched the way you melted under his touch, eyes dark. he pulled you fully into his lap, undressing your shirt without breaking the kiss much, then unclipped your bra. you could feel how hard he already was underneath you. you started grinding against him on purpose, making him groan.
the makeout turned messier â tongues sliding, teeth nipping, his hands squeezing your waist and ass as you rocked on him. he was breathing hard when he finally pulled back a little just enough to rest his forehead against yours, âcan you please suck me off?â he asked, voice rough but gentle. you froze by his request, youâd never gone this far with him. he noticed your hesitation immediately. âiâll talk you through it, donât worry. please?â you nodded shyly.
right after he got your permission he pushed the driverâs seat back as far as it could go and you moved between his legs. you helped him unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. he was rock hard, tip already leaking prettily.
you leaned in and wrapped your lips around him hesitantly.
âfuckâ babyâŠâ ohyul groaned. fingers threading into your hair, his hand gently guided your head. âhold your breath when you take me deeper.
yeah,
just like that.
good girlâ ahh, shit..â
he guided your pace gently at first, kept talking you through it, praising you the whole time. but the more you tried to take him, gagging and tearing up, the harder it became for him to stay composed. his control slipped. his hips started thrusting up, fucking your mouth a little faster until he finally came down your throat with a broken moan.
he pulled you up immediately, wiping the mess from your lips and chin before kissing you deeply. âyou did so good, baby. so fucking good,â he teased with that cocky smirk. you laughed breathlessly, embarrassed. âshut up, ohyul.â both of you giggling for a moment.
but the heat didnât fade. âbackseat,â he said, eyes still dark.
your stomach flipped with nerves, but you climbed into the backseat. ohyul followed right after and pulled you onto his lap again, this time making you face forward toward the windshield.
he trailed his hands over your boobs, squeezing them, then down your stomach until he reached your thighs. he parted your legs and started touching your clit slowly. you squirmed immediately â you were already so wet..
ohyul chuckled against your ear, clearly smug. âso wet for me.â
he slid one finger inside you, then two, pumping them in and out while his thumb kept rubbing your clit. you were moaning loudly, thighs shaking hard. he held you in place easily with his strength, not letting you close your legs.
ânooo, itâs far from enough,â he teased, voice cocky. âyou just need to feel it, baby. let me take care of you.â
his fingers moved faster, curling perfectly while his thumb pressed harder on your clit. your moans turned into hoarse whines and cries. when he felt you getting close, shaking and clenching around his fingers, he flipped you onto your back on the seat. he hovered over you, gently brushing your messy hair from your face and wiping your tears.
âif i knew you could be this good, i wouldâve done this sooner,â he chuckled.
you hit his chest softly.
he started touching your sensitive clit again. you tried closing your legs but he used his thigh to keep them open. âcan we try it this time?â he asked, still checking in. âcan i put it in?â
you were so frustrated and needy you just whined, âjust put it in already, ugh.â
âimpatient, arenât we?â he smirked. he positioned himself, rubbing his tip along your wet folds while keeping eye contact. âjust relax⊠trust me.â you tried. when he finally pushed in, the stretch made you gasp out loud.
âwowââ
ohyul smirked and let out a soft chuckle, but it quickly faded. he buried his face in your neck, trying so hard to stay slow and gentle, rolling his hips carefully while whispering praises.
but the feeling of you around him made something snap.
his thrusts suddenly got deeper, faster. skin started slapping loudly inside the car. he kept his face buried in your neck, moaning and mumbling apologies nonstop as he lost control.
âshitâ thrust
''iâm sorryâ thrust
"fuck,
baby you feel too good.. thrust
iâm really sorryâ ahhâ fuckâ much harder.
you grabbed onto his biceps, his back, and his nape, holding on as he fucked you harder. his hair was messy, skin sweaty, he even bumped his head on the car roof multiple times but he didnât care. every thrust hit just right, making your toes curl.
âohyulâ slow down, i feel like iâm so close.â
âthen slowing down isnât the right option, baby,â he growled against your neck, still pounding into you.
he went even faster, chasing your orgasm until you came hard, crying out and clenching around him. the feeling pushed him over the edge too. he pulled out at the last second, stroking himself as he came all over your stomach, groaning curses under his shaky breath while staring at your wrecked face.
you lay there catching your breath, quietly admiring how hot and pretty your boyfriend looked like this.. flushed, sweaty, and completely gone because of youâohyulâs chest was heaving as he slowly came back to reality. he looked down at you, eyes softening with a mix of guilt and affection.
âshit⊠sorry baby,â he whispered, voice hoarse. he gently brushed your messy hair away from your face and wiped the tears on your cheeks with his thumb. âshouldâve been more gentle⊠i really meant to go slow but you felt too fucking good.â
he leaned down and pressed soft kisses on your forehead, then your lips, still mumbling apologies between them.
thank you so much for the pre-ordered salmon! :> đŁđŹ
I always think abt what rough sex w ohyul would be like. He's ao sexy and I need that BAD
đ i feel like ohyul gets terrifyingly quiet when heâs rough..
no teasing. no cocky little comments. just heavy breathing and that dark, unblinking stare locked on your face the entire time.
he would folds you in half, pressing your knees to your chest, and fucks you with deep, punishing strokes. his eyes never leave yours! intense, almost feral, watching every tear, every moan, every time your mouth falls open in a silent cry. the eye contact feels more intimate than the way heâs splitting you open.
his jaw stays clenched, sweat dripping from his hair onto your skin as he rails you harder. your pussy squelches obscenely around his cock with every brutal thrust, but he doesnât say a single word. he just stares. like heâs memorizing exactly how you break for him.
every time you try to look away from the overwhelming intensity, his hand grips your jaw firmly and forces your eyes back to his. no words. just that heavy, possessive look that says youâre his to ruin tonight.
he would fucks you like heâs completely lost in his own world.
OMG can u please please please with a cherry on tip make an horsing Ohyul smut?? yk what they say, save a cow ride a cowboyđŹ
always soOoOoo excited whenever you get the chance to ride ohyul..
both of you loved topping each other, the constant push and pull, the way you fought for control. it fed both your egos in the best way. but tonight he was tired, too worn out from the day to do most of the work. so he just leaned back with that lazy smirk and let you take over.
win-win.
you sank down onto him slowly, gasping at the stretch. he filled you so perfectly it made your head spin. ohyulâs hands rested on your hips, thumbs stroking your skin, but he didnât guide you too much. he was really letting you have this one.
and tonight felt different.
he was so much louder than usual. soft moans slipped from his lips the moment you started moving, little whimpers when you rolled your hips just right. you couldnât stop staring at his face. his cheeks were flushed, nose adorably pink, pretty mouth parted as he breathed heavily. every now and then he bit down on his lower lip, trying and failing to hold back the sounds.
your eyes locked and it sent a rush through you.
âfuck⊠baby,â he moaned, voice breathy. his grip on your hips tightened but he still let you set the pace.
you got lost in it. the way he looked under you, the way he soundedâit made you greedy. your movements got faster, bouncing on him harder, completely uncontrolled. the sound of skin slapping filled the room as you rode him like you couldnât get enough.
ohyulâs thighs started trembling beneath you. his head tipped back for a second before he forced himself to look at you again, eyes hazy with pleasure and amusement.
âlook at you,â he breathed out with a soft, wrecked laugh. âso fucking eager tonightâŠâ
you could tell he was close. his cock twitched inside you, his breathing getting uneven, those pretty whimpers coming more frequently. but you had already reached your peak first. pleasure crashed over you hard, making you clench around him as you came with a broken moan.
instead of keeping going to finish him off, you slowed down⊠then playfully collapsed onto his chest, burying your face in his neck with a breathless giggle. you teased, still clenching around him on purpose.
ohyul let out a frustrated whine, hips twitching up helplessly. his hands squeezed your ass, clearly fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck you properly.
âbaby⊠youâre evil,â he mumbled against your hair, voice shaky and needy. âi was so closeâŠâ
you just laughed softly, pressing lazy kisses along his collarbone while staying perfectly still on top of him, enjoying the way he throbbed inside you.
ohyulâs endurance is actually fucking insane.. he flew to mongol, performed, got right back on a plane to korea, ran a 10k fun run at a five-minute pace, then got on stage and performed again like it was nothing.
and you expect this man to be gentle when he finally gets you under him?
please. once he has you there he wonât let you survive. heâll fuck you slow and deep at first, savoring every sound you make, then absolutely ruin you for hours without ever breaking rhythm. youâll be shaking, sobbing his name, tapping out and begging for mercy while he just smiles and keeps going like heâs barely started. that kind of stamina is lethal. heâll have you hoarse and ruined long before heâs even close to finished.
the sunlight coming through my curtains has been making me feel so comfortable these days, and iâve been writing a lot because of it. i hope everyoneâs doing well and finding some enjoyment in this little community, or even in my writing.
iâm honestly so happy this blog has reached as many people as it has. i love getting to interact with all of you instead of just throwing my writing into the void lol. this account was literally made out of boredom, so i never expected it to receive this much love. thank you, shotties đ.
i guess seeing this blog grow has made me think about a lot of things lately.
maybe this might sounds naive and i know this blog exists because of fanfiction and all that, but i hope we can still keep things in perspective. enjoy the stories for what they are, but donât let them become bigger than the artists themselves. at the end of the day, i hope we continue supporting ohyul and the boiz for their music, their work, and who they are as artists.
whatâs on this blog is just for fun, and i hope it stays that way.
I'm begging for some sleepy sex with Ohyul, like his beautiful deep voice, warm skin, a mix of praising and dirty talk, spooning position plsplsplspls
i gave you guys one little spooning ohyul crumb and now youâre all BEGGING FOR MORE?? i literally had to stop myself on the last one because⊠becauseâŠ
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