bunny! I had a thought earlier, I’ve been wondering; what do you think are txt’s « flaw/inconvenient » in bed? realistically no one is perfect during sex, everyone has a little flaw/bad habit (that can be solved with a little talking! otherwise that aint a flaw that’s a red flag)
Let me tell you my take on this; I feel like Soobin’s stamina is a little lacking, he always cums before you. He might need a little cock ring to solve that 👀Yeonjun’s flaw is that his hips move sometimes on their own. If he’s not fully focused during a blowjob, his hips keep thrusting into your mouth and makes you gag awfully. But one death glare from you is enough to make him focus entirely on not moving his hips. For Gyu, it’s that he’s too lazy to clean up after the deed. You always have to clean after yourself and him because he literally goes braindead after sex. Taehyun’s flaw is that he tends to get quiet until he actually gets close. He’s too self conscious about his moans and usually just moans quietly when he’s about to cum. As for Hyuka, that man cannot multitask. While pounding into you, he cannot properly talk dirty, cannot do 69, cannot even kiss you correctly. As soon as his dick is stuck in your hole, he can’t think about anything else.
bff. bestie. best friend. you hit the nail on the head with this one 😩
these are EXACTLY the little quirks i think the tubatus would have in bed </3 literally every single one is completely accurate and i’m gonna add on my thoughts too hehehehe
i think soobin would be SO messy, but not on purpose. he’d literally drool and cry and when he cums, he cums a lot and he cums hard. so cleanup with him would be a whole event 😭
i honestly think yeonjun would be close to perfection in bed and his only flaw would be those mindless hips of his </3 this is both a blessing and a curse, depending on how he’s fucking you
gyu’s is definitely that he goes braindead after he cums, so he’d want to make you cum first every single time. if not, he knows you’re probably not gonna get to cum and he doesn’t want that 😭
i definitely think that taehyun’s is his communication/vocalness. he’s pretty quiet in bed so it would be hard to tell if you’re doing a good job or not, but ask him to give you specific instructions and he’d be more than happy to
and i think kai can get a little lost in the moment sometimes 🥺 this definitely affects his ability to multitask, and it also means that he accidentally gets a little rough when he doesn’t mean to <\3 so he’d definitely set up a safe word/color system with you!!
bunny! I had a thought earlier, I’ve been wondering; what do you think are txt’s « flaw/inconvenient » in bed? realistically no one is perfect during sex, everyone has a little flaw/bad habit (that can be solved with a little talking! otherwise that aint a flaw that’s a red flag)
Let me tell you my take on this; I feel like Soobin’s stamina is a little lacking, he always cums before you. He might need a little cock ring to solve that 👀Yeonjun’s flaw is that his hips move sometimes on their own. If he’s not fully focused during a blowjob, his hips keep thrusting into your mouth and makes you gag awfully. But one death glare from you is enough to make him focus entirely on not moving his hips. For Gyu, it’s that he’s too lazy to clean up after the deed. You always have to clean after yourself and him because he literally goes braindead after sex. Taehyun’s flaw is that he tends to get quiet until he actually gets close. He’s too self conscious about his moans and usually just moans quietly when he’s about to cum. As for Hyuka, that man cannot multitask. While pounding into you, he cannot properly talk dirty, cannot do 69, cannot even kiss you correctly. As soon as his dick is stuck in your hole, he can’t think about anything else.
bff. bestie. best friend. you hit the nail on the head with this one 😩
these are EXACTLY the little quirks i think the tubatus would have in bed </3 literally every single one is completely accurate and i’m gonna add on my thoughts too hehehehe
i think soobin would be SO messy, but not on purpose. he’d literally drool and cry and when he cums, he cums a lot and he cums hard. so cleanup with him would be a whole event 😭
i honestly think yeonjun would be close to perfection in bed and his only flaw would be those mindless hips of his </3 this is both a blessing and a curse, depending on how he’s fucking you
gyu’s is definitely that he goes braindead after he cums, so he’d want to make you cum first every single time. if not, he knows you’re probably not gonna get to cum and he doesn’t want that 😭
i definitely think that taehyun’s is his communication/vocalness. he’s pretty quiet in bed so it would be hard to tell if you’re doing a good job or not, but ask him to give you specific instructions and he’d be more than happy to
and i think kai can get a little lost in the moment sometimes 🥺 this definitely affects his ability to multitask, and it also means that he accidentally gets a little rough when he doesn’t mean to <\3 so he’d definitely set up a safe word/color system with you!!
comfy, cute & realistic first time with hyuka at his parents house. so messy and quiet!! the only sounds are quiet moans, shuddered breathing, lots of wet sounds and some sweet whispers :((( his hands are so awkward, mostly holding your hips down gently so he can thrust into you, but they sometimes grab your boobs clumsily. his thrusts aren’t precise, each one creating a distinct wet sound in the quiet room. The only thing that honestly feels good is his thumb on your clit but you don’t even seem to care, you’re exchanging your virginities with the guy you’ve had a crush on for the longest time, you don’t even think about getting off right now. "can I go faster? feels s’ good" he breathes out after pulling out from a wet kiss. you simply nod and fake a little moan to get him going. He immediately picks up a slight quicker pace, looking down at his arousal coated cock going in and out of you. It starts feeling a little more pleasurable for you, his thumb moving faster on your clit, but not enough for you to reach an orgasm. however Kai is very clearly close to reach his, unconsciously and gradually speeding his thrusts, eventually to a point where his fingers are almost bruising your hip. you quietly moan his name, faking whimpers of pleasure that almost push him off the edge. he finally lets out a heavy breath he was holding in and then announces ‘i can’t.. I’m really close, can you please cum with me?’. your heart melts at his cuteness and instead you let out an unexpected ; ‘cum for me Kai, make a mess baby’.
You seem to have said the right thing as he lets out a broken ‘stop-‘ , your words causing him to almost cream inside of you. his hips are now thrusting quickly on their own before he’s pulling out to shoot heavy loads on your stomach. after several minutes of kissing and cleaning you up, he asks shyly: « Have u ever received head ? » you giggle, immediately understanding where he was going at. but at that moment, you never could have expected that he was about to make you cum twice, with his tongue and a finger only. atta boy.
honestly this is so realistic it brought back a lot of memories dhjdbd my first time was not nearly as cute as this scenario if i could alter reality as the scarlet witch can i’d make this my own memory
Summary — A pair of eyes with a lingering gaze; a pair of lips that smile even if momentarily. The sharing of subtle niceties soon turn to the sharing of body heat — even if the area is off limits.
The resounding bass of multiple speakers that shake the ground around you — that familiar and welcome setting of a local nightclub and a potential promise of what may be.
Or what may not.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
It’s familiarity, even if the setting is a little dingy to some. Contrary to popular belief, the club is well looked after — being a building of only a few years, so the decor is new and modern and the strobe lights are as bright and as hopeful as the people who are in the place.
A bar which resides your friends ordering their standard drinks for the night, clutching onto little plastic straws that will probably be knocked out their drinks by a passing strangers’ elbow — it’s all so ‘cool.’
It tastes cool, too, when the ice kisses your lips as you drink down the harshness of a not-so-mixed beverage. Vodka has always burned the backs of throats. Now is nothing different.
But it’s familiarity, even if it’s dingy to some.
The passing of some hours, music all blurred into one familiar sound that can’t quite be placed, but it’ll always be somehow recognisable — there’s your friends — only some small distance away, enraptured by a group of young boys who, might you argue, are far too attractive and pretty to be dancing in their quintet without the necessary attention. Luckily, your friends now suffice.
A stranger whose face is distorted slightly by the flashing lights bouncing around the room — nose bridge high from what you can see and a look that silently begs: ‘Come here.’
It’s your turn to join them.
It’s enticing; a strange charm that lures you in without much of a second question from yourself. Your body moves on it’s own, a rhythm not yet practiced but it somehow seems easy once you’re face to face.
And still, no words are shared, nothing but the simple wrapping of his hands around your waist and the affirming curl of your lips into a smile to really communicate that this is okay, this is fine.
It feels as though the music gets louder, and it drowns out the thoughts that swim through your mind. All you can make out is the feeling of this boy’s hips against your backside and the tingling feeling in your stomach.
Hot breath close to your ear, you swear his voice is the only sound that exists right now — such a distinct accent so varying from your own, and such a basic utterance to introduce it, “Pretty girl, what’s your name?,”
Why does the sound fall so softly? You feel as though you respond quietly, voice barely audible, yet he repeats your name in your ear and you shudder without even a moments hesitance.
“Pretty. Call me Kai.”
Kai.
Kai.
You’re not from around here, Kai, yet you feel so welcoming. You feel so good and warm.
Your hips continue in that same rhythm, and a single hand of his moves from your hip to your jawline, a small pressure to move your head and meet your eyes with his to the best of your abilities.
Has your autonomy been relieved from you?
As you lean into his touch, as your lips collide and it’s a little bit messy because the angle isn’t great — it’s slightly off, even. It still feels good though, as you feel Kai’s hips press further into you. He’s hard now. And you’re needy.
Still, neither of you push to move from this position. A perfectly content pair who are more than happy to grind their hot bodies over one another as countless beats play.
He turns you around to face him. With arms around his neck now, you feel the warmth of his skin on your own. His teeth glow from the neon strobe lights. Enticing.
His breath is even warmer than his touch — or maybe it’s the piles of bodies around you which sway and jive to the music in the same way that radiate such heat. A sea of people. Are you the only ones that are drowning?
You’d argue against it, as you notice many others just like yourself who are falling and surrendering to this feeling of lust.
You barely know him.
So?
“I’m not from around here,” he’s close again to your ear. Warm.
“Then what are you doing?,” you grin as you reciprocate the action in which you remove space, lips teasing as the shell of Kai’s ear. You hope your breath near his neck is enough to make him harder still.
He looks at you, eyes with enlarged pupils — whether it be the darkness of the room and the need for light, or the hormones swimming so freely through him that they simply cannot be contained.
“Student. Biomed,”
“Smart boy,” your hands trail up his abdomen, and he tenses under the touch, “Pretty boy.”
He shudders. What a nice thing to say.
He’s so hard now. Can you help him out? Can he help you?
“Drink?”
No. Not yet.
“Sure.”
Following him to the bar, with his hand in yours and his figure leading the way, there’s a familiarity in Kai, you find. A friendly face with an open smile, he seems not to be someone with ulterior motives.
Really.
The vodka doesn’t burn your throat anymore. It trickles down warmly, and makes you glow with heat. Liquid courage is in tact.
Now.
Maybe you’re the one with something else in mind.
“Kai,” you delicately dance your fingers on the bare skin of his forearm, and his eyes never leave your hand, “Shall we go somewhere else?,”
The implications. The explicit meaning. Kai’s heart drums loudly in his chest.
“Sure.”
One quick text to a friend, and you’re the one pulling Kai along this time, down dark corridors where his back hits the wall next to ‘staff only’ signs and then your lips crash into his — a motion filled with need, want, desire. Be it the alcohol amplifying your emotions, or simply something carnal.
Whatever it may be.
It drives you both, hands gliding over expanses of skin — but the fabric of clothing is in the way. You want to make this quick, but also take it slow. ‘I hope nobody comes down here soon,’ is the only thought running through your minds.
That, and the need for one another.
Detaching from Kai’s lips, you sink down to your knees, lifting his shirt as you go. Slender, toned skin feels warm under your touch. Your eyes search his in the dimly lit corridor for a sign that this isn’t what he wants.
But instead, he encourages you, a sweet smile and the hum of, “You can keep going,” as you palm over his erection.
Unbuckling the belt of his jeans and shimmying them down just enough to free himself, you waste no time in giving him attention. A few weak strokes to his base, followed by sweet, soft kisses to his tip, and Kai is humming out in neediness. The sound is almost barely heard as the bass from the dance floor only moments away vibrates and shakes the walls.
Kai thinks you feel heavenly around him, with your lips working a steady rhythm and your throat accommodating him well. You’re good at this. Keep going.
His hand, at first, finds purchase softly on your hair, but it’s not long before his brows are furrowing and his mouth is agape — fingers clutching so tightly now that your follicles burn. Welcoming the pain seems easy, when you look up and take in his expression. Insatiable.
Kai can’t hear you hum as you take him, well, because the music is still so loud, but he sure can feel it. It feels like the vibration never stops. It feels like time does, though.
“You’re so—,” he begins, “So good.” Resting his head against the wall, you get the perfect view of his adam’s apple in his throat as he swallows.
With both hands resting on his pelvis now, you let him play out the rhythm, only pushing back slowly when you feel like it’s too much. The risk, the thought of being caught — it’s something burning the desire even hotter.
It’s not too long before there’s a quivering in Kai’s thighs, like he’s close.
But then he stops.
It’s all so quick — how he pulls you back up and attaches his lips to your own — a complete disregard for what you were doing only moments ago. That doesn’t matter; he doesn’t care about that. More than that, he basks in the taste of himself on you. The way it’s a little bit salty; the way your lips are puffy with blood flow and wet from saliva. Wow.
Kai presses his forehead against yours, breathlessness in his tone, “Turn around. Now. Please.”
You listen to him. The wall feels a little cold, as your palms press flatly into it and your cheek slowly collides. Then comes the feeling of Kai pushing your dress up, dancing his hand carefully up the small of your back.
You can feel how he presses against you, bare. He’s still hard. Then comes the feeling of his breath against your ear once more.
“Can we do this? Please,”
“Yeah. Take your time.” You grin as he delivers a soft kiss to your shoulder, before pulling your underwear to the side and pushing inside.
As he sinks into you, he sighs — no, he moans. It’s genuine, a little loud, and resembles a hiss. Suppose it be that he is sensitive, though. He ruined one orgasm already.
“So warm.” He muses once his hips are against you. You hum in response, but you don’t realise he probably can’t hear it.
Dragging himself out slowly, he keeps his hands around your hips for leverage. They’re so big. And you feel so full. This is amazing.
It’s so warm in here. Is it? Or is it the alcohol?
It’s not really something you have time to put your mind to, as Kai sets a pace now that has you whining breathlessly for him.
His hips push into you with enough force to press your lower half to the wall. It hurts a little, of course, because it makes your body arch even more, but it just feels so good. Kai feels so deep.
Head dropping between your shoulders, you reach back for one of Kai’s arms, bringing his hand slowly around your neck. He knows what you want now, and he gives it to you, fingers tightening slowly. He has to stop himself from cumming too soon when he sees the wide grin that spreads on your face.
“W-what do we do if someone comes?,” you manage out, eyes looking into the boy’s own from the way he has you arching, body hardly against the wall anymore.
“We let them watch, don’t we?”
And God, he wants to speak like that again just to see your eyes roll back one more time. Pretty.
Kai quickens his hips when you do your best to moan out loudly for him — such a lovely little sound, enough to be heard over the vibrating bass.
Kai quickens his hips when you clamp down on him, because he wants you so desperately to make him cum. He wants to feel you like that around him; he knows he can’t last much longer.
But then he stops, and he pulls away.
He turns you around, winding you a little in the process, but you’re both too needy to care.
“I hope you have good balance.” he smirks, gesturing to your heels as he lifts and hooks one leg over his arm, your back resting against the wall.
Then he pushes in again. Then there’s that familiar feeling of being so full of him. Again.
Your hands cling to the t-shirt on his shoulders, wishing you could so eagerly tug it from his body. But right now isn’t the place. This is supposed to be quick.
“Kai,”
He pushes into you harder, and you groan in unison.
“Kai,”
His lips are on your neck. Why is it so hot now?
“Kai!,” Your knuckles clench against the fabric of his shirt. You’re crying out, breathlessly, as you stiffen and let your orgasm consume you.
It came out of nowhere.
A few weak strokes from Kai, and he’s spilling inside you. He can’t help it; he can’t control it. It feels like it’s never ending. It feels so good. Wow.
All it took was for you both to see the lewd expressions staining your faces. It was enough.
“Fuckkkk,” He groans out into the skin of your neck. He stays like that for a little while, “I’m sorry about that,”
He pulls out, tucking himself back into his pants as quickly as possible, and he helps you rearrange your dress that’s ridden so far up your waist now, “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to cum ins—,”
You capture him in a kiss before he can really say much else.
“I don’t mind. Don’t worry about it, okay?,” Kai visibly relaxes.
He didn’t mean it, but the thought of you having to keep his cum inside you is something that could make him hard again. If he doesn’t shake the thought off soon, it may well happen.
You’re giggling with one another as you kiss again — keep kissing. It’s silly and lighthearted now, and a little dingy to some, but you both don’t mind.
For some, it’s not so bad.
It’s familiarity, in a sense.
Kai gives you a look. It’s knowing — a kind of ‘Hey, we’ve overstayed our welcome, don’t you think?’ as his lips curl up into a smile and he looks around at the signs that detail so clearly — you are not welcome here.
Wanting to successfully leave without being caught, you’re about to turn and walk with him from the corridor, but the look he gives just keeps etching itself further into your mind. The implications. So you halt.
“Shall we call a cab?,”
Ah, so you caught on well.
“My place or yours?,”
“Well,” you ponder briefly, “I don’t really want to run into your flat mates,”
“Oh,” Kai laughs, a genuine laugh like you’ve just told him a joke, “I wouldn’t worry about that. Seems like they’re busy with your friends,”
The thought of another four men dancing around your friends — people whom you suspected be too exuberant for places like this — drifts into your mind as clear as day. Makes sense. Kai awaits your response.
His heart is beating rapidly. He doesn’t think he’s done with you yet.
comfy, cute & realistic first time with hyuka at his parents house. so messy and quiet!! the only sounds are quiet moans, shuddered breathing, lots of wet sounds and some sweet whispers :((( his hands are so awkward, mostly holding your hips down gently so he can thrust into you, but they sometimes grab your boobs clumsily. his thrusts aren’t precise, each one creating a distinct wet sound in the quiet room. The only thing that honestly feels good is his thumb on your clit but you don’t even seem to care, you’re exchanging your virginities with the guy you’ve had a crush on for the longest time, you don’t even think about getting off right now. "can I go faster? feels s’ good" he breathes out after pulling out from a wet kiss. you simply nod and fake a little moan to get him going. He immediately picks up a slight quicker pace, looking down at his arousal coated cock going in and out of you. It starts feeling a little more pleasurable for you, his thumb moving faster on your clit, but not enough for you to reach an orgasm. however Kai is very clearly close to reach his, unconsciously and gradually speeding his thrusts, eventually to a point where his fingers are almost bruising your hip. you quietly moan his name, faking whimpers of pleasure that almost push him off the edge. he finally lets out a heavy breath he was holding in and then announces ‘i can’t.. I’m really close, can you please cum with me?’. your heart melts at his cuteness and instead you let out an unexpected ; ‘cum for me Kai, make a mess baby’.
You seem to have said the right thing as he lets out a broken ‘stop-‘ , your words causing him to almost cream inside of you. his hips are now thrusting quickly on their own before he’s pulling out to shoot heavy loads on your stomach. after several minutes of kissing and cleaning you up, he asks shyly: « Have u ever received head ? » you giggle, immediately understanding where he was going at. but at that moment, you never could have expected that he was about to make you cum twice, with his tongue and a finger only. atta boy.
genre: rich kid au, 80s au, fluff, smut, and angst - minors do NOT interact
warnings: dom!reader, sub!heeseung, i tried to make the setting ambiguous in the previous chapters but it’s pretty obvious in this one that this is set in the united states, entomophobia, mutual masturbation, 69ing, more drunk parents, jealous heeseung, semi-public sex, blowjob, y/n sucks heeseung’s balls (which i feel like yall knew was going to happen), and there is… a lot of crying in this
word count: 14k
a/n: it’s here :’) i cannot thank you guys enough for continuing to look forward to this story and waiting so patiently for it to be updated. here’s part 3. i love you guys a lot <3
as you probably know yeosang learns moves/choreos almost instantly. and now that I think about it I can’t stop wondering how convenient that would be during sex. if he’s fingering you and you plead him to keep going like that, he IS going to keep doing EXACTLY that until you cum. If you’re having sex for the first time and let him know where to thrust, he will keep hitting EXACTLY there. like u just have to show him once and he’s suddenly a literal sex god. I can just imagine his smug face as he makes his partner cum again omgg—
lee how are you sO FUCKING SMART THIS IS EXACTLY CORRECT 😩😩 no pls thinking about this is actually making my toes curl bc he would literally take the time to figure out exactly what your favorite spots are and he’d hit them over and over so precisely and 🫠 and i don’t think yeo is big on dirty talk but he’d definitely say “yeah? like that?” and moan while he keeps going and
Warnings: This isn't nsfw work lol so there isn't really any warnings. Sadness or depression???
Summary: You love Heeseung, but the fact that he's an idol makes it hard to show your love towards him. You know he loves you but he's always busy. Does he have time for you?
Note: I wrote this while listening to 1am by Taeyang hehe
Word count: 292
You felt a cold shiver take over your body as you grabbed a nearby blanket to wrap yourself up in. Looking around your empty apartment you couldn’t help but miss Heeseung even more. He just went on tour with his members, of course you couldn’t be happier for him but another part of you felt the selfishness take over and you just wanted to keep him besides you 24/7.
It’s been about 2 weeks already and you guys have barley spoken since he was so busy, but he wasn’t scared to text you any time he had a free minute. As you sat in the center of the bed you plop down on your back staring at the ceiling, you haven’t been separated from him for this long and it’s starting to take a toll on you. Is he okay, did he eat yet, what is he doing right now? All these thoughts ran through your head as you stared up.
A second later your phone pinged, you felt your heart skip a beat, but you got up as fast as you could to see what the notification was about. Leaning over to see the screen lit up on your nightstand, it was just a reminder for an assignment you had to do the following week. If this is how you're gonna spend your nights, waiting, you might as well text him first. You guys were 14 hours apart though, he’s already asleep you told yourself. Laying back down you felt a tear slowly roll down your face as you snuggle yourself up in the blanket you and him used to sleep under together. It’s 1 am and you’re still up thinking about him. Just 4 more weeks and he’ll be home…
* UGH i made myself sad writing this :(
* I have so many short stories/fics to post but im scared they aren't really interesting lmao
hi so i wondering if you could help get this Twitter account taken down, the account is sexualizing niki (he's a minor).
the account is iO5rkn (once again on Twitter)
pls and thank you
Im disgusted once again, Riki is a whole minor no matter what country you put his age in. It's sad because his family also have social media and is probably disgusted on how people view their underaged child. Poor bby.
HEE’S CLENCHED FIST IM CRYING how can they even pose like that without laughing..... fr fr they debuted not even 2 years ago and they already have so many chaotic moments 😭😭😭
I....I was just thinking how pretty blond hair Jay would look in fluffy white kitten ears. Sitting on his lap while looking down at him
PLEASE !!!!! I’m sure he’d act like he hates it as first but if you praise him enough (enough being literally just a "what a pretty kitty”) he suddenly doesn’t mind them. imo jay is a dom but when he wears those cat ears and see your dark dominant gaze he definitely turns a lil subby <\\\3 ahhh my sweet boy !!!
I woke up today, the first thought I had was riki saying baby gurl in Let me in
OK TO BE HONEST: the petname babygirl makes me cringe sooo hard 😭 but I see where you’re going!!!! ni-ki would be the type to call his gf cute petnames only on the down low tho..... he’d rather call you mean&silly affectionate names in front of others hehe
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