2yuls NSFW with reader insecure about her small boobs, separate for both ohyul and ryul please
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Small breasted, insecure reader! x 2Yul 18+
Ohyul~
Type to love how easily you fit into his gushy mouth, how quickly he can make them harden. Soothes your insecurity by kissing your lips to shut you up, bringing his hand to squeeze at the small bundle of fat, circling his thumb over the sensitive peak “These are mine baby, you don’t get to be insecure about them”. He’ll literally worship them anytime he sees you staring at the mirror a second too long, you felt insecure till he turned you to face him—bunching your shirt and bra over, immediately dipping his head to suckled your nipples—marking bruising hickies around the flesh.
Ryul~
He’d be pisseddddd when he realizes, only because he thinks they’re perfect. They’re actually his favorite part of you, how well they blend into your frame. The type to tease your breast with his teeth, clamping hard at your fleshy nipples to get you apologizing for what you said, torturing you to take back your words. “Say it again. I dare you”. His sharp eyes glared at you, teeth clamping until you nodded your head desperately. “Good” his cold tongue circled the brim, alleviating the sting “you don’t know how good they feel on my tongue”
it was late at night. you were doomscrolling in the janitor's room when suddenly your best friend ohyul knocking on the door, forcing you to let him in. he was running from you-don't-know-what. you are ohyul's safe space and he always knows your favorite spot to chill during work breaks, which is the janitor's room. and that's why he's there. you tried to ask what happened but only caused him to cover your mouth with his palm. both of you were glued to each other for almost ten minutes. the air in the janitor's room was obviously awful. the scent of sweat mixed with metal and plastic from the cleaning tools almost made both of you pass out, especially with light barely visible.
but all those poor atmospheres immediately turned unhinged when ohyul rested his head on your shoulder and kissed it gently before he whispered how grateful he was to have you. you thought he was drunk. he wasn't. you could barely see his face in the dark, but you could feel his gaze and his touch all over your skin. "are you okay?" escaped from your lips but he replied with nothing. you didn't know what to do so you just hug him but the tender kiss he planted on your shoulder and his hand roaming all over your body just now turned you horny. especially in the tight space where you clearly heard his breath on your neck. the tension was too obvious to not notice that both of you can't help but make out in the dark.
notes: Ohyul version! ALL OF THIS IS COMPLETELY MADE UP, PLEASE DONT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY. (scroll, idc) all is smut, a lil bit of subby ohyul, also I’m so sorry for disappearing 🥲
SEXTING : You two were separated because of Ohyul's busy schedule. He gets horny easily so during his free time, he would ask you to send pics of yourself for him to jerk off to. Ofc you would make sure to send him to sluttiest selfies of yourself in the most revealing clothing ever and Ohyul with send his hard cock, texting you how much he missed your cunt around it. In the end, his cum would be all over his phone screen. He can't wait for him to get home and have you all to himself again.
SPOONING : Mainly at night when you two are sleeping. Ohyul would usually become really needy when you two are about to sleep. He just couldn't keep it in his pants, so he would cuddle you from behind and beg for him to fuck you in that puppy voice. His boner pressing against the crack of your ass. You would give in to his needs of course, who's denying someone who's this cute? His dick slowly and deeply moving in and inside of you lazily, the pillow muffling your moans as he hits all the right spots. Ohyul's arms would be wrapped around your waist while biting your shoulder. His groans and quiet moans pouring into your ear, making your hole wetter than it was before.
HICKIES : Every time, sex or not, he would leave a bunch of hickies on you. It doesn't matter what position you two are on. Mating press, missionary, doggy, or spooning. He'll always find an opportunity to leave marks on you. Sneaking up to you from behind and leaving red bite marks on your shoulder and neck. When one fades, Ohyul would always replace them with a fresh one.
OVERSTIMULATION : Ohyul likes how you let out a broken sound. Begging for him to stop but your pussy keeps sucking his dick in. Yeah that makes him push you further than what you can take. Same with fingers, he likes it when his digits are stuffed in your cunt, curling them just right for your legs to tremble and shake like crazy. For Ohyul, your hand wraps around his cock while you keep stroking it through his orgasms. His cute little whimpers just get so high-pitched sometimes.
69 : Now this was on a whole new level. Ohyul's hands coming up to force your ass open and smothering himself with your tight hole. His hips thrusting upward so you choke on his shaft while he uses his tongue to fuck your cunt. Your sounds get muffled, sending vibrations of pleasure from Ohyul's dick to his head, making him want to get rougher. He'd eat you like a starve man, your juices tasting like heaven on his tongue.
SHOWER SEX : This should be self-explanatory considering the fact he takes like one hour to shower. Fucking into you from behind while watching water droplets droop down your back. His cock sliding easily in your slick pussy as he watches how deep he goes. The water streaming down both of you as Ohyul fucks you stupid. No wonder why the water bill is so high.
NIPPLE PLAY : As much as he loves playing with you tits, he LOVES it when you touch his sensitive nipples. Your thumb swirling against his hard peak, while you bend down to suck and kiss his other nipple gets him so needy. Ohyul's cock straining against his shorts while it leaks precum, forming a wet spot. Cute whimpers and moans slipping out of his lips as you pinch his nipples. Subby Ohyul is the best.
PRAISING : Just imagine his voice talking to you as his cock sinks deep inside your pussy. Groaning out words like “Baby, you’re doing so well f’me…” or “That’s it, fuck- you feel amazing.” He knows how his words get you soaking wet and how they make you fall apart in his arms. Whining and pathetically choking out his name while he keeps complimenting how good you’re taking him.
MIRROR SEX : You two would just be on the edge of the bed in front of a mirror while you were sitting on his lap. Ohyul’s arms would be hooked under the back of your knees, forcing them up so he can see every lewd sight that is visible on the mirror. He likes it when he can see how deep his cock goes when he buries it inside your soaking pussy. Your head would fall back against his shoulder whenever he hits a specific sensitive spot, peppering your neck with kisses while asking you, “Am I doing good? Doesn’t my dick make you feel so good y/n?” in that naughty but sweet voice.
GRINDING : He absolutely loves it when your ass brushes against his groin on purpose. Grinding your clothed folds teasingly, it makes him instantly hard, his cock straining against his boxers and pants. So hard it almost feels like the cloth was cutting through his skin. His bulge getting embarrassingly larger and more noticeable as you rub your cunt against it. The friction would make a wet spot on gray sweats, pre-cum seeping through the fabric. Ohyul tends to get really vocal whenever he’s needy so he’d bite the bottom of those pink lips of his, trying to keep those embarrassing desperate and vulnerable sounds in him.
I was the anon who made the tattoo request😭 and here's the image i was referring to
grahhhh holy shit!!!😵💫 i can see it vividly he goes from looking at it with eyes full of admiration, then he will ask for your permission if he can touch it, caressing it and finally kissing it. he also definitely will compliment how that tattoo suit you well and enhance your beauty. he most likely set that picture of you with the tattoo as his wallpaper ❤️
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, he’d 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.
“you look a bit more tired than usual,” he said softly, reaching over to caress your cheek and fix the stray strands of your hair.
“lowkey.. yeah,” 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, “don’t fall asleep on me yet..” 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.
“please spend the night… pleaseee.”
ohyul let out a soft laugh, patting your head before pressing a kiss there. “you know i can’t, baby. got an early schedule tomorrow at 4 a.m… rain check?”
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 didn’t 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.
“fuck.”
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 — 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, “can you please suck me off?” he asked, voice rough but gentle. you froze by his request, you’d never gone this far with him. he noticed your hesitation immediately. “i’ll talk you through it, don’t worry. please?” you nodded shyly.
right after he got your permission he pushed the driver’s 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.
“fuck— baby…” ohyul groaned. fingers threading into your hair, his hand gently guided your head. “hold your breath when you take me deeper.
yeah,
just like that.
good girl— ahh, shit..”
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. “you did so good, baby. so fucking good,” he teased with that cocky smirk. you laughed breathlessly, embarrassed. “shut up, ohyul.” both of you giggling for a moment.
but the heat didn’t fade. “backseat,” 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 — you were already so wet..
ohyul chuckled against your ear, clearly smug. “so wet for me.”
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.
“ohyul… please— ahh— that’s enough…”
“nooo, it’s far from enough,” he teased, voice cocky. “you just need to feel it, baby. let me take care of you.”
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.
“if i knew you could be this good, i would’ve done this sooner,” 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. “can we try it this time?” he asked, still checking in. “can i put it in?”
you were so frustrated and needy you just whined, “just put it in already, ugh.”
“impatient, aren’t we?” he smirked. he positioned himself, rubbing his tip along your wet folds while keeping eye contact. “just relax… trust me.” you tried. when he finally pushed in, the stretch made you gasp out loud.
“wow—”
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.
“shit— thrust
''i’m sorry— thrust
"fuck,
baby you feel too good.. thrust
i’m really sorry— ahh— fuck” 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 didn’t care. every thrust hit just right, making your toes curl.
“ohyul— slow down, i feel like i’m so close.”
“then slowing down isn’t the right option, baby,” 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 you—ohyul’s chest was heaving as he slowly came back to reality. he looked down at you, eyes softening with a mix of guilt and affection.
“shit… sorry baby,” he whispered, voice hoarse. he gently brushed your messy hair away from your face and wiped the tears on your cheeks with his thumb. “should’ve been more gentle… i really meant to go slow but you felt too fucking good.”
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! :> 🍣📬
you knelt down to tie your shoelaces right in front of ohyul.
but the second your knees touched the floor, his brain melted. seeing you like this, face level with his crotch, looking up at him so sweetly made his cock twitch hard in his jeans before he could stop it.
“what are you doing?” his voice was low, almost whispers
“i’m tying my shoes,” you answered, all innocent, while tilting your head up. eyes sparkled with mischief as you held his gaze. “wait a minute.”
he couldn’t look away.
his cock was getting fully hard, straining painfully against his zipper, blood rushing south embarrassingly fast. he swallowed thickly and tried to play it off by tugging his shirt down, shifting his weight, adjusting the front of his jeans with one hand but it was obvious.
he couldn’t think of anything else other than wanting to ruin that pretty mouth of yours right now.
he wanted to fist your hair, shove your face against his aching cock, and grind the thick outline against your lips until you felt how hard you made him. he wanted to watch your eyes water while you mouthed at him through his jeans like a needy little tease.
and you knew it.
you knew exactly how fucking crazy you were driving him. that’s why you stayed on your knees, taking your sweet time with those shoelaces, deliberately slow, letting him throb and leak and suffer right in front of you.
Now idk whats cliché or non-cliché for u 😭 but ive had this on my mind for a while abt how ohyul wud react to reader getting this tattoo. https://pin.it/
(feat. him getting obsessed with it and kissing it non-stop 🤧)
i genuinely love the idea of ohyul reacting/obsessing/kissing readers' tattoos or anything related to it, but unfortunately i can't see the image you shared through the link 😭😭
reader with a degrading kink and ohyul being a hard dom— ᨳଓ .
thinking about pissing off ohyul just for fun for your own sexual satisfaction because you love how flushed his cheeks are when he is mad, clenching his jaw, poking the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue. sometimes , you rolling your eyes whenever he asked you to do something and he definitely pulls your hair and goes...
"only roll your eyes like that on the bed,hmm?"
or maybe when you complaining too much and he shuts you up by shoving his two fingers inside your mouth, until your eyes softened and drop your knees on the ground, waiting for him to punish you.
"what else this dirty mouth can do?"
"can this dirty mouth suck me good?"
and you nod shamelessly.
kneeling down to be the same eye level with you, he squash your lower-face harshly, causing your cheeks to turn red immediately.
Nothin js ohyul's deep voice turning the reader on🤧🤧
best believe he knows that his deep voice is one of your weaknesses and that's why he loves to talk through it whenever he is on top of you. leaning low beside your ear, he whispers how pretty you are in the lingerie he bought for you. the one in soft pink with laces and ribbon. telling you how sweet you already are, soaking your panties when he just compliments how you smell heavenly, spraying the perfume he gave you for your birthday. it's the tone whenever he talks to you; it doesn't matter if it's during an intimate moment or not, he uses this low, deep, yet gentle voice because he knows that's what makes you turn on. and he definitely didn't complain about how easy it was for you to get wet for him only through what he sounded like.
OHYUL BEING NASTY AND DEPRAVED LIKE LICKING YOU LIKE A DOG AND BITING YOU AND SNIFFING YOU
one thing about ohyul is he is extremely clingy and attached to you; he doesn't care if people call him your pet or whatever. he can't watch you being alone. he needs to insert himself in between your thighs, kissing and nibbling on them, watching you from below with his pink, plump, pouty lips and big eyes like a puppy's, doing your assignment on your laptop. you tell him to stop kissing and nibbling your thighs because it tickles you so bad, but he refuses to not do it. he wants you and your attention. he wants your hand on his all the time. and him, he wants his tongue to be on your skin forever.
ps: sorry anon i can't see ohyul sniffing and licking like that so this is the best i could write 😭
Noncon and coercion with ohyul pls pls pls and make him mean pretty please
tw: dead dove, noncon kissing, stalking, implied voyeurism, blackmail, sexual coercion, academic cheating
sorry for the long wait, hope you like this!
to avoid repeating this semester, ohyul didn't mind being reckless. knowing you're always getting high scores in almost every subject, he asked you to do all of his assignments and make him cheat sheets during tests. if you're rejecting his requests, he threatens to share your nudes with everyone on campus. you absolutely never take any nudes but remembering he is your neighbor, he probably takes your pictures silently when you were changing and that thought creeps you out. promised to do anything so he wouldn't do anything weird or bring shame to you. even when you did everything he asked you, he would kiss you on the lips or pull you with him in the janitor store to make out as a token of gratitude. he would compliment how you're pretty and smart, like an angel sent from heaven, in between the make-out, manipulating your feelings and brains.
synopsis: your boyfriend is way too busy with his basketball tournament so your boyfriend's bestfriend take his chance to do what your boyfriend can't do.
ohyul kisses your forehead in a rush before he slide his feet in his puma sportshoe. no good bye nor take care and i love you ever escaped from his lips whenever he left the shared apartment, especially when he headed out to his basketball practice or to hang out with his bestfriends. you force out a smile, telling him good luck before you close the door.
with a loud sigh, you throw yourself on the sofa, watching whatever is playing on the television. since your boyfriend got eligible for the tournament, he barely spends his time with you. he always either spends his night with his teammate or sleeps at the coach's house. at this point, you wonder if basketball or you are his lover. continuing with another sigh, you stare at the television, waiting for you-don't-know-what next.
the drama playing on the television quite hooked your interest that you didn't notice the doorbell ringing until a loud knock occurred. no way that is your boyfriend; he is already on the court by now. your heart beats a little faster than usual as anxiety takes over you at the moment.
"who's that? ohyul is not home."
you told out loud, one hand hiding the knife behind your back just in case.
"it's me, james. zhao james."
the stranger replied. you put the knife in the drawer as you draw a deep breath, feeling relief. you opened the door and a man wearing a striped t-shirt with a whisker dimple greets you.
"aren't you ohyul's bestfriend? i heard a lot about you"
he didn't answer your question but only gave a small nod and a bright smile instead. is his life all about sunshine? you thought.
"if you want to meet ohyul he isn't—"
"i want to see you."
james cut you off. an awkward laugh escaped from your lips; didn't expect that, obviously.
"come inside then, it's hot outside."
hours passed. you get to know about james better. apparently, he is the closest and the one that ohyul trust the most since they already knew each other when they were like seven years old. you can tell why ohyul cheer for and respect him the most. james is full of manner. it's lucky for whoever will be his partner later.
basically, james wanted to see you because ohyul told him to do so. to look after you. but it seems that james might take it too far. and his angelic demeanor makes him slip.
"it's dawn now. i think i'll better go."
"yeah. it's nice talking to you. see you soon."
soon. you want to meet james soon. or atleast, that's what he thought.
for the whole week ohyul was gone for the tournament, james never missed visiting you. from bringing you to lunch or dinner, asking you to accompany him during his dance lesson, and even carrying you to your shared bed with ohyul while you're in a period cramp, which your boyfriend never did. it comes to the point you are wondering, is james or ohyul is your partner?
"thank you, james."
he nodded with a gentle smile. your cramps are hitting you harder; you didn't even realize you were taking james's wrist to come closer to you on the bed. with one eyebrow raise, he asks you,
"hey, is everything okay?"
"can you accompany me? i might need someone to take care of me. this shit hurts so bad."
you sounded almost like begging, but that didn't catch him off guard. instead, he has been waiting for this moment. he has been knowing about you from ohyul's lips and he can't believe that man is yours instead of him. what kind of boyfriend prioritizes his sport over a girlfriend? that's insane.
"what do you want me to do?"
"anything that helps to soothe this stupid cramp."
"anything?"
"anything."
morality is immediately gone the moment james drops his knees on the bed, positioning himself in between your dysmenorrheic body.
"james?"
he hummed as a response. not saying much.
"you're in pain and you can't push me,okay?"
he whispered as he made his way to the top of your head, kissing it gently. the weight of him on top of yours makes the bed creak. you can feel his dick hardening as his tips brush against your clothed pussy.
"james, i don't think you should—"
"does ohyul know how lucky he is to have you?"
your words immediately cut.
"does he ever truly love and care for you? i bet him 100$ and he would choose basketball over you."
maybe james is right. he never listen to you attentively whenever you're talking. james did. he never massages or carries you to the bed during your period cramps. james did. he never cancels his practice solely for you. james did that even without telling his dance teacher. in this one week, james did everything ohyul couldn't.
and you can't deny the fact that you started to attach to james too. his soapy scent, his manly look, his polite tone, everything about him makes you never pick up ohyul's call anymore.
"tonight, it's the last time i could have you like this with me."
your cramps shifted into another type of pain. guilty. but lust is more powerful than whatever you're feeling right now. and you want to feel loved. james make you feel that way.
and with that, you grab james's face closer to you, parting your lips to let his lips collide with yours. the simple kiss sends shivers and dopamine through your whole body. you started to pull him closer by tugging his collared shirt, wanting more. the intoxication both of you got from the kiss led to both of your hands and james' to abruptly traveling underneath each other's shirts. he take off your tee before unbuckling your bra next.
you moaned in between the kisses when james roughly gripped your boobs as his fingertips toyed with your nipples. both of your bodies rocked in sync, trying to feel each other. james's saliva dripped all over your chin and face right after he pulled out from the kiss. you look at him through half-lidded eyes.
"fuck, i never want to be with you"
james let out a sarcastic laugh.
"but i don't mind at all if ohyul caught us now."
james raise his eyebrow with a smug painting all over his face. it seems funny to him the fact he will get to have you soon and ohyul might not have even noticed because he is way too fucking busy with basketball all over again.
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