moneyball, hit it far

warning! mature themed blog contents about xdinary heroes — major only 18+

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hello pals..

let me apologize first because i was gone for 6 months I DON'T EVEN REALIZE DAMN. please tell me some things that i've missed for these past few months?!?!?!?

[joocomics]

DAY 24. SMOKING FETISH ꒱ LEE JOOYEON

▹ she rides my dick until i cum inside

⌗ pornstar!jooyeon 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.5 words

📸: unprotected sex, pet names, smoking cigarettes, light sub/dom dynamic, praise kink

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

“THAT’S IT, BABY…” Jooyeon grunts, low and heady, as you roll your hips against his lap in a sensual pace.

Every nerve in his body is set alight, buzzing to feel more of the pleasure only you can offer him. But at the same time, you've never seen him so... quiet, so restrained, melting flushed under your touch while the smoke coils around his handsome face, twisting in the dim light.

Maintaining the easy rhythm, cunt throbbing around him, you rock back and forth, moaning breathily as your slick walls take every inch of his length.

Jooyeon watches with heavy, steady eyes - how you bite down on your lip to suppress a whimper, how your brows knit together from the rush; your pretty boobs spilling free from your clinging top as you brace hands against him.

He brings the cigarette to his lips with unhurried motion, and you can't look away... He inhales, eyes half-closed, curl of smoke slipping from his mouth.

The sight stirs something inside you... It's not the cigarette that you find tempting, but the ease of his actions, the kind of ease he brings to everything so effortlessly.

How gorgeous he is even when welcoming back a bad habit.

“Fuck,” he hisses, head tilting back. He can feel every single drag of your pussy walls, firm and hot from all sides. “Mm, baby... missed you so much.”

The words escape him before he can stop himself, like another ribbon of smoke, shifting the air between you with something thick and dark.

When he lifts his gaze to you, your expression is focused yet needy, so arousing, as you start to chase the mutual heat just a little bit faster. Your walls flutter harsher, making him groan at the perfect thrill.

“There’s my girl,” he mutters, cigarette dangling between his fingers. His spare hand finds your breast, squeezing as he leans forward to bring his mouth to your collarbone. Few wet kisses later, his own breath begins to shudder out of him as you slow the pace, only to lift up, then grind back down, cockhead nudging the spot that makes your eyes water from delight. “Fuck, beautiful.”

You stutter out a whimper, heat instantly rising to your cheeks. The lewd sound of your skin meeting his lap elevates between you as you drop again and again. Jooyeon’s voice going raspier at your ear brings butterflies in your belly, and slightly lower, there's pleasure coiling deep and tight.

Until he looks into your eyes, resting the cigarette on your bottom lip.

The next moment, his fingers press into your ass, rough and secure; his hips meet your next movement with a swift, shallow roll, driving his cock deeper inside you.

Before you can respond with anything, he's helping you out bounce on him, low, needy groans spilling from his throat as you match his rhythm. All you can do is dig nails into his shoulders and keep up as his grip on your cheeks leaves its inevitable marks.

“Pussy made for me,” he babbles, giving you a light smack before steadying his grip again. “You were made for me, pretty girl…”

Oh, how you missed him too. You can feel it blooming in your chest, tender and consuming. You take the cigarette between your fingers, ember still burning, and you lean in to kiss him.

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♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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as a social smoker ((working sucks, i need to suck on something)), i need this…

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jealousy — kwak jiseok (s)

warning: mature-themed 18+, unprotected sex (jiseok kinda lost it and forgot to use condoms, still responsible. BUT BE SAFE, KIDS. WRAP IT UP), fingering, cream pie, choking, hair pulling, jealous sex, oral fixation, etc. — if there’s something that i miss, just let me know!

word count: 1,843

author’s note: this is my first smut in here! with jiseok black shirt agenda lol. i hope you all enjoy this as much as i do 🥹🫶🏻

he knew about your guy bestfriend. never in your life would think of it as a big deal, turns out it is a big deal for your boyfriend.

“i can’t cut him off just like that, jiseok. he’s my childhood friend. even our parents are best friends–“

“so you would just come to him whenever he asked you too?”

“it’s not like that!”

“then what?,” he asked with harsh tone.

silence. suddenly the bedroom you shared with him felt cold.

he walked towards you then gripping your jaw. “you sure know how to run your mouth like that”

he pushed your body so you’re sitting on the mattress. "you know you could do so much better with that mouth instead of fighting me" you felt his palm caressing your cheeks, his thumb was brushing over your lips. both of you looked into each other's eyes.

"open your mouth," his thumb went inside right after you opened your mouth. you were sucking his thumb, still staring into his eyes. he could feel his dick getting harder just by watching you sucking his thumb. "oh baby, if just you didn't argue with me earlier i could just give you my cock. but you were being a brat"

he pulled out his thumb then gripped your jaw so he could see your face clearer. "lie on the bed, baby" you did as he said. also, you made it easy for him to take off your panties by force. because you were just wearing an oversized shirt and panties only. he threw your panties away then took off his pants so that both of you just wearing t-shirt. he looked so hot in his black shirt.

he flipped your body so your back is now facing him. you could feel he came closer to you, his hands separating your thighs then the tip of his dick touching your entrance. he didn’t want to put his dick inside your pussy for now, he just wanted you to beg.

and you just turned into a moaning mess right away.

“ahh! jiseok–“

“that’s not how you call your boyfriend, right?,” now his fingers were involved. one of his fingers playing with your clit.

“b–aby, please..”

“what?,” he said annoyingly. “you didn’t listen to me earlier, so why should i listen to you now?”

you dropped your face to the mattress, to cover up your moans while his fingers were entering your pussy. your hands were gripping to the bed cover.

“i think my fingers are enough, right?,” you shook your head. “you don’t think so?,” again you shook your head. your head is spinning just by how his fingers thrusting inside your pussy.

his other hand pulled your hair so you could get your face up from the mattress. “you should’ve think about that earlier when i was being nice”

“s–sorry..”

“what?”

“i’m s–sorry! aah fuck!,” you felt his fingers curled up inside of you.

“how close you are?”

“so close, b–baby. please..”

he pulled out his fingers and put his dick inside your pussy in one thrust.

you don’t have time to process because he’s now moving his hips harshly so you could hear your skin slaps against his. he took off your shirt so he could groped your boobs harshly.

you let out whines and moans while he’s fucking you from behind.

“fuck, you’re still this tight? we need to fuck more, baby,” he said while spanking your ass with one hand. the other hand? already moved to your waist, gripping it.

you nodded, “yes, fuck me. j-just don’t stop! ahh!”

“if you want me to be rough, just say it. don’t need make me fucking jealous,” he grabbed a handful of your hair. you felt how he pulled your hair, it turned you on even more.

“i’m sorry– fuck!,” you could feel the tip of his dick kissing your g-spot over and over again.

“that’s the spot, right baby?,” you nodded quickly.

“wanna come over my cock, huh?,” again you nodded.

“no,” you whimpered at his word while begging him to let you cum over his dick. "jiseok.. please.. let me cum, baby please? hmmh?"

“aww look at my cute girlfriend begging to cream my cock. why don’t we call your guy best friend and ask what he thinks?”

he took your phone, unlocked it; and immediately call your-so-called guy best friend.

he stopped moving his hips but pushing his dick deeper into your pussy. you just whined under him.

*clicks*

“hello (y/n), what’s up?,” jiseok snickered by the voice of your best friend.

“sorry for bothering you, i’m jiseok. you know, (y/n)'s boyfriend?,” he started to move his hips again. you cover your mouth so you don’t slipped out any sexual noises.

he let his dick out for a moment just to turned your body over, so now you’re face to face with your boyfriend.

“ah yeah, (y/n) told me about you! we haven’t meet yet by the way,” his dick entered your pussy again and this time he would just pound into your pussy once in few seconds.

you put your hand on your lips so that if you slipped out a moan, your friend couldn’t hear it.

“yeah, that is so mean of her. i’ve been dying to meet you. she told me so much about you too”

jiseok put your hand away while smirking. now he moved his hips quickly so you could feel his thrusts.

you tried so hard to swallow your moans at this point. you don’t even hear what they’re talking about. you were looking away from your boyfriend. just to focus on not making any noises.

“where is she now?,” your best friend asked your boyfriend.

“she’s right here, wanna talk to her? seems like she had something to say”

“sure,” jiseok forced you to talk on the phone.

“h–hello,” you felt jiseok’s fingers playing with your clit. you couldn’t even hear your friends clearly. you just went blank. jiseok let out a ‘tsk’ and took over the phone again.

“what she wants to say is this–“

he thrusted into your pussy so hard so you couldn’t help but to let out a loud moan. you put your hands on his shirt, pulling it as a signal for him to stop the call.

jiseok couldn't care less, he was checking your phone to making sure your bestfriend is still on the line. he put the phone closer to your pussy so your best friend could hear the sloppy noises too.

jiseok wrapped one of his hand around your throat, choked you slightly with his other hand so that you could let out a yelp or any noises more than moans and whines.

“listen, stop trying so hard to be the guy bestfriend for my girlfriend. you think i don’t know that you’re trying to fuck her? well, guess what? i’m the one who can fuck her. so go fuck yourself instead,” jiseok hung up the call.

he wrapped your legs around his waist, put his body closer to you, put his face on your neck. then he proceeds to moved his hips rapidly. your hands were caressing and scratching his back. then your hands pulled up his black t-shirt so you could see his bare body.

you love your boyfriend's body. his chest, his arms, his abs. everything about him. don't even ask about his dick.

he let out deep husky moans next to your ear. you could feel your walls tighten around his dick.

“j–jiseok, fuck baby..”

“i know, hold on a little for me okay?,” you whimpered and nodded quickly as he whispered on your ear. he kissed your neck, leaving some bites. then kissed your cheeks and your lips. both of you kissed for a while so he put his body even closer to you, closing every gaps.

he could feel your heartbeat was racing, your breath was getting heavier. he could feel your legs slightly shaking too. he knew you’re close to come.

“baby, wait for me–“

you shook your head, “i– i can’t, fuck! it hurts. please let me come, jiseok. please please baby..”

he didn’t answer instead he lifted his body, grabbed your legs just to put them on his shoulders.

the pace of his thrusts were really fast, you could hear both of your skin slapping and how wet your pussy was.

you’ve arched your back and threw your head back as you came on his cock. you couldn’t hold it any longer so you just came. this is exactly what jiseok wants, to be honest. seeing you rolling your eyes to the back, arching your back, your legs on his shoulder. perfect view for him.

but even after you came, he didn’t stop fucking you.

“j–jiseok–“

“i know baby, i’m close now okay? just wait hmm?,” you nodded then closed your eyes as you feel his dick kept touching your g-spot. if this is the case, you could come twice.

you felt his dick throbbing inside you then he let out a deep groan. he came inside your pussy. he took step back to see his cum spilling out from your pussy. you sat up a little to see it too.

“fuck, baby. you came this much?," you put your fingers on your pussy just to see them covered in his cum. or yours too.

“not just me, you too. next time i should've record how much you came when we're having sex like this baby,” he kissed your temple. you just chuckled and dropped your body on the mattress again. you closed your eyes but you felt a kiss on your lips. jiseok is peppering you with kisses.

“tired?,” you nodded with your eyes half closed

“i’m sorry if i was too harsh earlier,” you shook your head. “don’t worry baby, i like it,” you cupped his face and kissed him on the lips. then both of you whispering ‘i love you’s to each other. he pulled a blanket to cover your body. he smiled then hugged your body tightly while playing with your hair.

“do you think we should do this more often?,” you asked.

“no, you’re not making me jealous on purpose just to have this kind of sex. it’s ridiculous”

“i mean, at least you enjoyed it”

“i enjoyed every time we’re having sex. even if we always use condoms, you know,” you chuckled.

"yeah because we are having too much sex?! what if-," you stopped in the middle of the sentence.

wait, always using condoms? huh, what?

you shot a look at him, panicking. "jiseok?"

“what?," he didn't know what you're panicking for. so he just stared at you innocently.

“baby, condoms..”

"what about them?"

he came to the realization about how he came inside of you earlier. without. any. protection. his eyes turned bigger than usual.

“oh fuck! wait baby, just wait here okay? i’m gonna get the pills for you,” he quickly put on his pants and stormed out from the apartment

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guys thank you so much for 100+ notes 🥹❤️🫂

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you don’t know shit, kwak jiseok. stop it.

[joocomics]

DAY 16. PILLOW HUMPING ꒱ KIM JUNGSU

▹ Humping a Pillow With a Nice View

⌗ pornstar!jungsu 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.6 words

📸: soft!dom!reader, mutual masturbation, exhibitionism kink, pet names, praise, dry humping

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

HE’S BEEN GOING FOR A FEW MINUTES NOW. His whiny voice gives it away - that he’s been grinding against the white pillow long enough to push himself close to release.

At first, he was a little bit shy and nervous about being vocal - he was worried that it’d be too much or too desperate sounding, it’s just humping after all, - but now, he’s too heated to be thinking about that. He moans, whines, and stutters; there’s even a little bit of saliva slipping down the corner of his mouth as he can’t find the strength to close it.

“You look so hot, baby.” You lift your gaze from the camera, proceeding with rubbing your clit slowly. “Your body looks so good when you move like that.”

Jungsu slams a hand on the wide window - below stretches a wooden ledge where he usually keeps small things: stacks of books, a glass of water, a notebook, but at the moment there’s a cushion pressed in place by his tight grip.

“I’m… so fucking close—“ he mutters weakly, hips slowing so he can tease himself with a single long rub. “Oh, fuck—baby…”

“Keep going, good boy.” you encourage him softly, slipping into your arousal. “Shit, I’m so wet… you turn me on so much when you roll your hips like that.”

“Fuck, baby—“ moaning, Jungsu repeats the circling motion one more time before speeding up, both palms now glued to the wooden surface.

Grinding forward, he chases the pleasant friction with much desperate yet powerful rhythm, letting the sensation consume him; every move has his warm, swollen tip pressing against his abdomen, his tone turning into whimpering. “Wanna cum for you so badly,” he trails off, chest heaving faster, muscles tightening under the bright daylight. “Please…”

“I want that too, baby boy.” You shift in your seat, feeling your own peak creeping beneath your gentle touch; your eyes cannot get enough of the way the sunlight slides over his perfect form, tracing every vein, every line of muscle as he thrusts harder. “Cum for me, baby… whenever you’re ready.”

Your sounds of pleasure are Jungsu’s newfound weakness - when you whine, trying to match his pace with your fingers, the rush inside him overflows and he can’t hold it no longer.

He grinds one last time before he chokes on his moan, losing all composure.

In a matter of seconds he relaxes on his knees, one fist going around his length to jerk off. His load shoots almost immediately, spraying messily at the pillow case.

Like that, for the first time Jungsu gets off with a pillow. Soon, he closes the curtains - just in time for the neighbour across to step out on their balcony to do laundry.

You put the camera away, watching him leave the bed in silence. Curiosity mixed with something lustful draws you closer, so you hop on the mattress, inspecting the pillow with a playful glint in your eyes.

“You came all over it,” you murmur, tracing the fabric lightly with your fingertips. You gather some of the creamy white arousal and bring it to your tongue.

Jungsu, still standing, watches you swallow blissfully. His face is flushed and shiny; his cock slightly softening.

You look at each other silently for a moment, then half-excited, half-embarrassed by your wish, you ask quieter: “Can I sit on it?”

“Sure,” he replies; his tone is groggy, yet you can still hear the invitation beneath it.

He turns around to settle comfortably in the sofa - the one you were sitting in just two minutes ago. His legs spread open leisurely, gaze fixating on your measured movements as you relax on his stained, wet pillow.

♡ taglist 1: @sweet-dreaming-girl @zelinkcrossing @seomisaho @la-grenouille-posts @gaonification @joo-jiseok @devilish-meangadh @goyangiwonbin

♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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DAY 18. FOOD PLAY ꒱ KWAK JISEOK

▹ I frost her pussy like a cupcake (and cum in my underwear)

⌗ pornstar!jiseok 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.7 words

📸: pussydrunk!gaon, food play (cake, whipped cream), breast play (f!rec), oral sex (f!rec), dry humping, pet names, light sub/dom dynamic

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

JISEOK MAKES HIS WAY UP YOUR BODY; tongue sliding in slow, sensual sweeps, accompanied by occasional tender sucks from his soft lips.

Until he reaches your chest smeared with frosting and wraps his mouth around your breast like he’s starving.

You arch against him, body buzzing as he groans blissfully against your flesh, lips sucking on your hardening nipple.

When he frees your boob with a pop, he makes sure to lick every single streak of buttercream, every single crumb that’s still clinging stubbornly to your skin like tiny sugar confetti, sticky and soft.

Your boobs are like a map coated in pale sheen of sugar and crumbs, and Jiseok’s mouth roams everywhere, determined to not leave a single trace of the sweet mess.

“The cake tastes so much better when I eat it off your body.” He says with ragged breath, resting palms over your breasts; they’re clean now, glinting from his spit and radiating a subtle vanilla scent. But it doesn’t take long for his eyes to shift back to your lower half… to your pussy lips with lines of melted cream from earlier; he ate most of it but not enough to make you cum. Not yet, you said.

Jiseok’s mouth trails the path of your stomach, sticky fingers pressing into your hips as his gaze slowly lands onto your slick folds. He wets his lips, gulping at the appetising view. “Your pussy is my favorite thing to eat, though… nothing’s more sweeter than her.” his eyes, hazy and softer than usual flicker at you as he adjusts, hands spreading you wide open. “Baby, please… let me.”

You quietly grab the can of whipped cream, feeling his grip flex against your sides as he hangs on the last threads of his composure. “What do you want?” You ask lowly, then bit the cap off.

His jaw tightens as he watches the dollops of whipped cream land on your stomach. A needy twitch from his cock inside his black cotton boxers teases him further. “I…” he pauses as his breath shudders, “wanna lick your sweet pussy, baby…” A line of soft peaks forms on your skin, stopping right where he craves to eat you most. “Until you come on my tongue… please, please, baby.”

You leave the cream on the nightstand, then lift a hand toward him.

Jiseok automatically leans in, groaning when you tug at a few strands of his hair to lower his face. His tongue flickers out, drawing a deliberate stripe through the sweetness; he drags it again and again, moaning into your warm skin with deep voice dripping in arousal.

His excited breath hitches once you finally guide him to your heat, arching at the sensation of his plump lips pressing against your clit. “Oh, baby… so wet.” He looks up at you; lids heavy, pupils blown. “I’ll make you feel so good…”

He buries his mouth, tongue working overtime. He drags through your wet folds in long, insistent strokes; heated, hungry motions that make his lips swollen and his chin slick.

Your hips jerk off the bed when he eventually moves higher to circle over your clit relentlessly, groaning into you with delight - his own arousal builds in the process too.

His stomach swirls from the rush, his erection throbs, urging him to keep grinding against the mattress.

“Fuck!” You cry out, ecstatic, pulling on his hair harder.

This fuels Jiseok even more - your shaking voice, the way you mewl his name and press his face against your slickness as you get closer, demanding him to keep going.

The sugary taste of your pussy that comes with each messy lick makes him more lightheaded, more greedy. Somehow, more naughty. His hips quicken, thrusting shamelessly so his length can rub against the bed and pleasure him with the nice friction.

When your orgasm hits, your legs lock around his head, your thighs tremble violently. But Jiseok’s drooling mouth remains on you, licking and slurping, so he can steal every last drop of your delicious juices.

Until he whines intensely, voice wrecked, heating you up with heavy breathing as he releases in his underwear. I want to eat her every day, he thinks to himself.

♡ taglist 1: @sweet-dreaming-girl @zelinkcrossing @seomisaho @la-grenouille-posts @gaonification @joo-jiseok @devilish-meangadh @goyangiwonbin @xkaionx @f-fuyuma

♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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go ahead, kwak jiseok

[joocomics]

DAY 20. SWEAT PLAY ꒱ OH SEUNGMIN

▹ sneaky car hook-up at night…

⌗ pornstar!seungmin 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.6 words

📸: sub!reader, unprotected sex (under alcohol influence), car sex, sweat play, praise, pet names, descriptions of scents and sweat, creampie, choking (f!rec)

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

IT’S VERY HOT - from the weather, the proximity, from Seungmin’s panting, from the alcohol. From the rush of having him inside you after not seeing him for two weeks.

Your skin was already warm from the leftover heat of the dance floor but now it’s burning. There’s sweat gathering at the back of your neck, along your spine as your dress clings in all the wrong places. Your hair sticks to your temples, your mascara is slightly smeared.

And the air in the car feels too thick, laced with the scent of your connected bodies, perfume, and something electric that forms in the space between your mouths.

“Fuck, don’t stop…” Seungmin’s head tips back against the seat.

He swallows, eyes dropping to your hips as they desperately rock back and forth. A bead of sweat slips down his neck, slowly disappearing beneath the collar of his shirt.

His breath stirs, shallow and uneven, as you perfect your movements, pussy tightening around his length. The thrill causes his fingers to sink harsher into your ass - to secure your motions, but to also ensure he doesn’t break his composure entirely. “You drive me crazy… shit—do you know that?”

One of his hands shifts and settles around your neck. The pressure of his grip, light yet controlling, makes your lips part in awe. Your eyes meet and unintentionally the rhythm of your body slows; your aroused walls throb needily, clenching harder once you still completely in place.

You curve your lips, tightening fingers around the fabric of his shirt; his chest underneath rises just as quickly as yours. “If you say so.”

He doesn’t respond. Instead, he smacks your ass with his free palm before grabbing it again; the camera which you decided to turn on very last minute captures the brief jiggle. “Fuck me, baby… come on.”

You don’t need to be asked twice - you roll your hips, letting out a small moan as you swiftly revive the steady pace. Blood rushes to your face as his fingers apply some pressure on the sides of your throat, but… it’s his words spilling in the stale air that has your head dizzy.

“Yeah, just like that…” he pants, his pulse barely catching up, “taking my dick like a good girl.”

You can feel the intensity of it - of his gleaming gaze lingering on your naked breasts as they move in the same impatient rhythm. His grip remains firm, unyielding, as he leans forward, tongue suddenly shoved directly between them. The glide is slow and precise, sweeping over the shiny trail of sweat collected by your rising temperature.

“So pretty,” he murmurs against your buzzing skin, low and hushed, then he licks again - more eagerly this time before guiding his mouth to your glistening collarbone, savouring the faint taste of salt. “You’ve never been prettier than you are right now.” He pauses, the tip of his tongue flicking out for a moment before he swallows blissfully. “So wet… so warm and dirty. All for me.”

You gulp, eyes fluttering shut at the clashing sensations. They only cause more and more heat to flare through your limbs as the windows around you fog up. And the stickier you become, the more Seungmin’s tongue moves, devouring the parts of you that drip from the elevating pleasure.

He can’t stop - the desire he has for your taste is suddenly insatiable, uncontrollable.

Your ass keeps meeting his thighs as you continuously sink down; his one hand remains around your neck as the other fists on the string of your panties.

When the orgasm washes over him, seconds after yours, he spills inside you with a whimper and teeth grazing your flushed shoulder.

♡ taglist 1: @sweet-dreaming-girl @zelinkcrossing @seomisaho @la-grenouille-posts @gaonification @joo-jiseok @devilish-meangadh @goyangiwonbin @f-fuyuma

♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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reading this knowing damn well no one would ever do this to me

[joocomics]

xdinary heroes as romance tropes

pairing: xdinary heroes x reader || hyung line x reader

genre: slice of life » 1.6k words

✎… drabbles with various romance tropes, banter, slow burn, slight hint of angst | c.w ! light alcohol consumption, cursing, clumsy!gaon

a.note ! jungsu’s drabble is inspired by a scene from the novel normal people by sally rooney

( masterlist )

GOO GUNIL • MATCHMAKER GONE WRONG

🎧 now playing... good to me - seventeen

You enter the restaurant and spot your friend already seated at a booth, tapping on her cellphone.

“Here we go.” You glance at Gunil with a grin.

You both came together straight from work and he’s still in his usual button-up when he takes his coat off, sleeves rolled up to make him look more casual and relaxed than he actually feels.

“You didn’t need to do this, you know.” he says, voice low but amused in that calm, composed way of his.

“Yes, I did.” You reply determined, nudging him forward. “Everyone’s bringing someone to the party. You’re not showing up alone.”

I don’t mind it, Gunil thinks to himself, but remains quiet.

Your friend looks up with a warm smile when you approach. The introductions go smoothly. Soon, menus are open, food ordered. The conversation - easy. As expected, your friend is talkative and charming.

When the waiter arrives with your orders, Gunil reaches across the table to slide the glass closer to you, like he often does in the office in case something ends up far from you; he does it absentmindedly, like it’s a newfound muscle memory. His fingers brush yours, light and accidental, but enough to send a tiny spark.

Enthusiastically, your friend mentions that she has seen a great musical last weekend. “It was incredible! The singing was so good and don’t get me started on the costumes. I think you might like this one.”

You smile politely, but before you can reply, Gunil speaks up next to you, lips twitching. “Not unless it’s animated.”

Your friend chuckles intrigued while you just stare surprised at him.

“What?” He grins. “You said you hate the whole breaking into a song thing unless it’s with animated characters.”

He’s not wrong. You did say that once… perhaps a month ago? Or two? You don’t remember. How does he recall something so small and insignificant? You glance back at your friend, trying to ignore the way your heart jumped.

Later, after you’re done with dinner, you decide to order drinks and the waiter returns. He hovers, pen ready. But you’re still skimming the wine list although you order the exact same thing every time.

Then, suddenly you hear Gunil chime in.

“She’ll have a glass of savignon blanc. Right?” He meets your eyes with that familiar coy smile. “Cold, please.” He adds when you nod in agreement.

You never would’ve guessed he pays attention to something as small as your go-to wine order. This new knowledge presses warmly against your chest as you sit back silently, letting the conversation flow at the table.

They chat easily - about work, school, travels. They start laughing and you nod wordlessly along, adding with something mostly if needed. You find yourself suddenly quiet and distracted; all you can do is wonder… since when does he know you so well? When had he started sounding like someone who’s known you all his life and not since the day you joined the company last winter?

And then another thought strucks you, sharp and unsettling. You arranged this. You decided to play matchmaker. It was your idea - to introduce them to each other. Not just for the sake of the work party, but possibly with the idea that it might become something more for them.

But now, watching him smile at your friend, you wish you hadn’t. You also wish you hadn’t agreed to go to the party with the hr assistant just because he was your mentor during your first two weeks. You wish you could turn back time.

KIM JUNGSU • ALOOF COUPLE

🎧 now playing... over the moon - the marías

It’s a warm evening in July. You’re celebrating the start of the summer at one of your friends’ house backyard while her parents are away on a trip. Jungsu still has two exams left, but he’s not worried about the material, so he’s here too.

The air is thick with chatter and music, laughter and chlorine from the big pool. People are splashing in and out of the water, shouting. You’re sat at the edge with a can of sofa in hand, watching the on-going game with feet in the water. It’s the second round of the shoulder wars game - Jungsu steadies his partner onto his broad shoulders, his hands grasping on her tanned legs. “That’s a strong torso you’ve got there,” you hear her say, giggling.

Your gaze still lingers on the scene after the match is over and he comes over to you with a small smile, standing in the water where your legs are dangling lazily.

He pushes his wet hair back from his forehead, shoulders glistening. “How did I do?” He asks, chest heaving in excited breaths.

You tilt your head, not leaving him out of sight. “You two make a good team.”

He lets out a short laugh. “I could argue that.”

Instead of saying anything more, he reaches up with one hand, circling your ankle under the water. His thumb brushes against your skin almost absentmindedly; the touch is light and discreet, small. But it also feels… intimate. Intimate enough to send electricity up your body; to make it unable to look away from him and his wet lips.

Your gaze suddenly lifts up when someone shouts his name, calling him for another round.

“I’m taking a break for this one,” Jungsu announces before hopping onto the edge to sit next to you.

His hands press flat on the tiles as he steadies himself with a sigh.

You pretend to adjust, but it’s just the sudden nearness that makes you feel slightly nervous for some reason. There’s water dripping all over his nice body and heat radiating from his skin despite the night air. His swim shorts are clinging to his thighs.

You swirl your can of soda, forcing your eyes on the rising bubbles. A moment later, someone calls for him again.

Silently, he lifts a hand, signaling that he’ll pass.

You breathe out a low chuckle before commenting: “They really want you back in the game.”

The corner of his mouth tugs upward. “They’re doing fine without me,” he says, then shoots you a glance. “I prefer staying here with you.”

“Dude, learn to read the room!” Someone says from across the pool, dramatically enough to steal everyone’s attention.

Both of you instinctively turn toward the noise. Jungsu’s gaze drops as a sheepish smile curls his lips once his friend’s teasing sinks in.

“Give the lovebirds some space, Jesus.” Another voice chimes in, followed by numerous chuckles.

KWAK JISEOK • SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE

🎧 now playing... little freak - harry styles

The house is full of Halloween decorations and people in various costumes - there are glittering masks, dangling skeletons, cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and so much more.

Dressed as a witch, you lean against the wall, drink in hand, trying to be polite by letting the guy you’re talking to - a pirate - finish his story about this protein shake that he thinks is going to impress you.

Then… is it fate or just bad timing, you don’t know - Jiseok enters the scene.

He’s carrying two beers and looking somewhere else entirely when he turns right into the pirate beside you. The foam explodes, the beers splattering all over his white shirt.

“Oh, shit—sorry!” Jiseok stammers, his eyes wide in shock. “Dude, I didn’t even see you there!”

“Yeah, obviously.” The guy mutters under his breath.

All you can do is lean back, lips pressed together as you try not to burst into laughter. Chaos always follows Jiseok - some things never change.

“Seriously, I…” Jiseok turns to you, looking mortified as the guy walks away. “I swear I didn’t do this on purpose. Please tell me you don’t think I was trying to ruin your date or something…”

You raise an eyebrow, fighting a grin. “First off, it wasn’t a date. Second… relax, you actually did me a favour.”

Jiseok lets out a small laugh, something close to relief that breaks some of the tension. He’s wearing a vampire costume and his hair is messy; the kind of messy that always seems to work for him, making him even more attractive.

Few songs later, you escape the noise by slipping outside. You settle on the front steps, and he follows, carefully handing you a drink.

“Not a single drop spilled,” he says satisfied, making you chuckle. “What can I say? I grow every day.”

“Good for you,” you nod with a grin. “Took you what…”

“Two years… and eleven months. But who’s counting?”

You glance at him over the rim of your cup. “You are.”

He doesn’t deny it. He doesn’t even laugh or anything. He looks away toward the street where a group of trick-or-treaters pass by.

“I didn’t expect us to stay in the same circle of friends,” he says eventually. “I thought you’d avoid anything remotely connected to me.”

“I tried.” You exhale.

Your words hang there for a little while until he speaks up, gazing down into his cup. “Do you think dating me was a bad idea?” His voice is steady yet a bit unsure.

You turn to him slowly. When your eyes lock, you notice that familiar ache you know too well, like time hasn’t dulled a thing.

“I think…” you speak carefully, “it was the right thing at the wrong time.”

“Yeah,” Jiseok murmurs softly. “Timing wasn’t always on our side.”

You huff out a chuckle, small and bittersweet, glancing away at the porch lights flickering. But it doesn’t take long for your eyes to meet again.

“I missed this,” he admits, quieter. “You… us. You know, I kept waiting for the part where I’ll stop missing you, but… still waiting.” He shifts, adjusting elbows on his knees with a rueful curve on his lips.

You swallow, trying not to smile too soon. “I miss you too.”

Like that, the world suddenly feels hushed, the laughter and the music blur into a single distant background noise. Neither of you moves, but Jiseok’s shoulders ease, a smile tugs at your faces.

The energy shifts, light and hopeful… like something is finally finding its way back home.

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[joocomics]

DAY 22. CUCKING ꒱ HAN HYEONGJUN

▹ she came over for a movie night but got fucked by my roommates instead

⌗ pornstar!junhan 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.6 words

📸: sub!reader, cuck!hyeongjun, featuring pornstar!jiseok and pornstar!seungmin, protected sex, solo (m) masturbation, pet names, spanking, nipple play (f!rec), condescension mixed w/ praise, name calling (slut once)

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

HYEONGJUN LEANS BACK IN HIS CHAIR and reaches for the bottle on the table beside him, pouring more lube over his cockhead.

Across from him you’re grinding sloppily against Seungmin’s lap, pussy squeezing more and more around his dick. Though the rising pleasure makes you dizzier by the second, the wet squelching of his fist still reaches you - he edges himself with measured strokes, determined to last as long as possible.

The space between you grows hotter as your eyes meet. His are dark and lidded, full of want, so overwhelming… yours - hazy and euphoric, hinting at how fucked out you are. A chain of mewls slips from your lips as drool pools at the corners; you’re unable to voice a single thought right now - if there are any thoughts left to speak at all.

Jiseok grips your jaw firmly to prevent you from looking away.

His deep voice brings you shivers as he speaks condescendingly at your ear: “He’s freaky, isn’t he?” His other hand is busy toying with your perked nipple, the tips of his swift fingers keep pinching and circling, making your spine arch while Seungmin maintains control of your hips. “Jerking off as his girl gets fucked by other guys... who would want that?”

The pleasure inside you is scorching. You babble out sobs of delight and they mingle with Hyeongjun’s whining. His unyielding gaze remains on your figure that’s positioned between his two friends as they bring his perverse fantasies to life.

He slows his slick hand, hips jerking upwards needily. “You look so good, baby,” he manages through uneven breaths.

“You’re enjoying this too, aren’t you?” Jiseok smirks at you, mocking. “Guess that makes it a little less weird.” He adds, letting go of your blushing face.

Now, both of his hands palm your boobs, greedy and harsh. His gaze shines playfully, like they’re toys made for his own enjoyment. Until he captures your sensitive nipples again, glancing at Hyeongjun with amusement.

“Her nipples are so sensitive, did you know that?” He tugs at the stimulated, stiff buds, cooing when you start to quiver, head falling back on his shoulder.

Hyeongjun, frustrated at the comment, swallows a groan, jaw tightening. “Less talking.”

The next moment, you and Seungmin lock eyes. You can’t help but whimper - embarrassed from Jiseok’s continuous condescension, wrecked by the nearing orgasm.

He notices it all, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he pulls you forward, arms wrapped around you. His hips shift the pace and he proceeds fucking you, but this time deeper and faster.

You let out a strangled sound as the rush turns staggering; the knot in your belly - thinner.

“Be good, doll.” Jiseok’s palm lands on your ass demanding.

“Fuck—“ you squeal, face buried in the crook of Seungmin’s neck. “It feels s-so g-good..."

Your trembling moans encourage Seungmin to force his cock even quicker. Breathless and sweating, he perfects his angle, slamming against your sweet spot. “She’s squeezing me so nice right now,” he breathes shakily into your ear. “So tight…”

Jiseok’s stinging slaps continue until you climax - spanking both of your cheeks, he watches the glistening grip of your cunt tighten around his friend’s length, soaking the sheets with arousal.

Once Seungmin pulls out, condom completely soaked, he lets you collapse beside him. Jiseok’s cock twitches in the air excited.

“My turn,” he announces, fingers pressing against your hips as he drags you closer.

Hyeongjun stands up to bring his chair closer to the bed, then he slouches back into it, hand palming his balls at the sight of you on all fours.

Jiseok tilts your chin up, hips swaying as his dick settles inside your fluttering walls.

Your eyes roll back at the thrill - his thickness brings you a different type of stretch. Once he slams into you for the first time, a powerful, shameless moan spills from your mouth.

“There you go,” he smirks, steadying your head by placing a hand in front of your throat, “show your favorite boy what a good little slut you are for us.”

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[gaonification]

I'M BACK, tell me your favorite tracks from the new album?!

[gaonification]

so, i think i need to take a rest for a bit 🤏🏻😞

i know this is not important for you all but— my health is kinda bad. not just body health, i think for now it’s all health aspects in my life.. and i know the main cause of this is my head injury from 2019 never really got any treatment from doctors (they think it’s just a minor head injury lmfao, they didn’t believe that i couldn’t sleep for even a blink of an eye. i even told them how i went blind for legit 1-2 minutes while i was working. but still, they think it’s just a minor head injury.)

i did go to other doctors but they think it’s just a minor head injury yet they gave me so many anti depressants. then i’ve decided not to go to any doctors anymore because they didn’t believe me in the first place, what medicines should i take next? a whole fucking pharmacy? so i’ve shrugged it off for years. turned out pretty fine.

until lately these days, the head injury kinda relapse if that make sense. i don’t even know what’s the trigger but.. the mood swings, the headache, the dizziness, the nauseous feeling, the sensitivity to lights and noises, and everything came back.

so, maybe i think i need to get this shit together first until i feel fine again 😭 at least until my head doesn’t bother me anymore, for the love of God. if i could, i would just bang my head into the wall to make it better but this head ain’t 90s television unfortunately.

BUT STILL! feel free to leave some messages and any asks!! i’ll reply as soon as possible!! stay healthy you guys 🥹❤️

[joocomics]

DAY 11. FREE USE ꒱ HAN HYEONGJUN

▹ she lets me freeuse her while she plays video games

⌗ pornstar!junhan 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.4 words

📸: sub!reader, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms implied (f!rec), free use, slut shaming and spitting (f!rec), overstimulation (f!rec), fingering

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

“YOU’RE SO EASY,” Hyeongjun sneers; his fingers dig persistently into the swell of your ass, his metal rings grazing your flesh as he holds you pinned beneath him. “Playing your stupid game dressed like this? When I’m right here?”

His thrusts come with a maddening rhythm, not too fast, not too slow, but due to your earlier orgasms your body, hot and stimulated, trembles every time his cock slides in and out. The flimsy fabric of your dress is ridden high up your waist, fluttering uselessly with every motion that makes the mattress squeaky; your ass is completely bare for both his eyes and the camera’s lenses.

“You’re asking for it,” he states condescendingly, grip squeezing and spreading you open. “You slut.” And then, he spits mockingly - right where your tight cunt wraps around him, throbbing warmly. “You were literally begging me to ruin this pussy… pathetic.”

You whimper into the bedsheets; a muffled sound, but desperate enough to be captured clearly. The controller slips from your grip and the game on the screen suddenly runs without you.

“Thought you could multitask?” Hyeongjun teases, glancing briefly at your avatar now helpless on screen. “Go on, I’d like to see you try.”

“I… c-can’t—“ you try to form proper sentences, but your body, flooded by the rush, betrays you as the force of his hips magnifies. “I’m c-cumming… again…”

Your thighs shake but his hand doesn’t leave you, it grips your side, tight enough to bruise.

The orgasm bursts, sharp and warm, and you almost choke on your whimper as the release drips down onto the cushion shoved beneath your belly; the dark spot spreads instantly.

Hyeongjun chuckles lowly as he pulls out only to push his long, slim fingers instead. He twists them, teasing your walls while his gleaming gaze savours the quivering of your body that just can’t help but give in to him, even as your energy and composure slip away.

“That’s it, baby.” He says, sinking his fingertips deeply, curling them mercilessly as you spasm around them. “Whenever I want… however I want. You’re such a good slut.”

Crying out as the overstimulation builds, you try to push against the mattress, but Hyeongjun presses a palm against your back, not slowing his thrusting fingers.

It’s so entertaining… the more he uses you, the faster you cum.

“Sluts don’t run, baby. They cum again and again until they can’t think straight.”

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♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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[gaonification]

I WANT HIM TO BE MY BF TO FINGER ME WHILE I’M PLAYING GAME FR PLEASE

[joocomics]

DAY 10. PUBLIC SEX ꒱ OH SEUNGMIN

▹ I give her my pre-workout inside her pussy! (Almost Caught)

⌗ pornstar!seungmin 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.5 words

📸: sub!reader, public (unprotected) sex at the gym, voyeurism and exhibitionism kink, public masturbation

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

SEUNGMIN’S HAND SPEEDS UP - he matches the pace of the desperate thrusting of your fingers that’s seconds away from bringing you orgasm.

You’re sprawled across your yoga mat, legs spread shamelessly despite the floor to ceiling windows on your right side.

But the moment you cum, he stops, sucking in a sharp breath as the rush in his body dissipates. He tugs his sports shorts back into place then steps out of from his secret corner.

You’re still catching your breath from what seemed like an intense moment when he crouches in front of you.

“All finished for tonight? He asks smoothly; his eyes gleam with amusement which contrasts with his otherwise polite tone.

“I thought I’d be alone at this hour,” you say after a startled laugh escapes you.

Seungmin observes the way your thighs press together, the way that sheen of sweat decorates your flushed skin so temptingly. The way your eyes glow due to your heightened sexual energy.

He sets the camera down at the perfect angle, capturing you both sideways. “Do you often come here just to touch yourself?” He asks and the corner of his mouth quirks in a soft smirk.

“No,” you reply more steadily now. “But I often get horny after working out… I don’t know why, I can’t really help it.”

“Makes sense,” he says, leaning closer.

“Did you finish with your workout too?” You ask quietly as his hands land firmly on your knees.

Seungmin chuckles lowly before answering: “No, I just got here.” His grip pushes your legs apart. “I was going to start my warmup, but…” his eyes slide down your body, taking in the sight of your glistening folds. “You were a serious distraction.”

Your lips part but nothing comes out. You breathe in, your heart quickening from the weight of his stare.

“Damn…” he murmurs, wetting his mouth. “You really are needy, look at this.” He pauses, roaming his gaze as you leak out of your pulsing entrance. “You even ripped your leggings off for an easier access… so dirty.”

Not waiting for an answer, he pulls his shorts down and frees his dick, hard and oozing. He spits into his palm, stroking it as he looks back at you.

“Tell me… were you imagining someone?” He asks, pressing against your thigh with his other hand.

Before you can form a word, he slides into you, swift and deep, stealing the air from your lungs. Your walls clamp down around him immediately; the sudden tightness has his jaw slackening.

A low curse slips from his lips before he leans forward, making your brain fuzzy with his body heat.

“You looked so desperate,” he whispers at your ear as he stills for a second; cock pulsing inside you. “Like you didn’t care if anyone walked in… like you didn’t care if anyone caught you fucking yourself because I told you to.”

Your stomach flips at his words - they’re meant just for you.

A whimper stumbles out of your mouth and he straightens with a satisfied look in his eyes. One of his hands locks around the shredded waistband of your ruined leggings, tugging for more control as he forces his hips quicker.

The slap of skin starts echoing in the gym, risky and obscene. “You like that?” He mutters, breath getting heavier, and cock only gliding deeper and faster.

♡ taglist 1: @sweet-dreaming-girl @zelinkcrossing @seomisaho @la-grenouille-posts @gaonification @joo-jiseok @devilish-meangadh @goyangiwonbin

♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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[gaonification]

this is why we need any workout or gym buddies like seungmin (so i can suck his dick and let him fuck me)

[joocomics]

DAY 9. STEPCEST ꒱ KWAK JISEOK

▹ slutty STEP SIS swaps with my tantaly sex doll

⌗ pornstar!jiseok 𝓍 fem!reader ; smut ──── 0.4 words

📸: sub!reader, stepcest, solo (m) masturbation, usage of sex toys, spanking, unprotected sex, slight degradation (f!rec)

( prologue ⋮ masterlist )

“WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM?”

Jiseok’s eyes shift lazily to you, his lips curling in something between annoyance and amusement. “Why are you yelling? Chill.”

“Ew!!!” You slam the door shut, gawking at the obscene sight; his hands are holding a rubber doll (well… half of a rubber doll), pressing it against the edge of the mattress as his hips thrust shamelessly. “How many times do I have to tell you that you can’t be in here? You have your own room! Especially to… jerk off, ew! You’re disgusting.”

You cross the room, sitting down, a little too close to the slick toy. “What even is this?” You demand, glancing at the glistening thing in his grip.

At the same moment, he pulls out with small sigh.

“It’s exactly what it looks like.” He says unbothered, getting a hold of his flushed erection.

“Are you that desperate?” You lift a brow, then look down again as you push two fingers inside the silicone pussy - pure curiosity about what it’d feel like. “Seriously?” You pull out your fingertips - they’re wet, so you guide them to your mouth next, cleaning them up by closing your lips around them.

Jiseok’s friend gets a close up of your face so you make sure not to rush your movements.

“If you are, I can help you so you don’t have to buy weird shit like this.”

“Really?” Jiseok’s eyes narrow at you with a playful glint. “You’ll let me use your cunt instead?”

“Just…” you murmur quietly, not looking away from him, “don’t tell my mom.”

And like that, he flips you onto your stomach until you’re sprawled diagonally with legs dangling over the edge; the silicone doll still lying discarded beside you.

“Fuck!” He groans loudly, hand pressing down on your lower back, pinning you against the sheets. “This is exactly what I needed.” His other palm lands on your ass, sharp and stinging. “This right here,” he mutters, emphasising his lewd words with another smack.

His dark gaze fixates upon your cheeks bouncing deliciously with each move of his hips. Until he can’t stop himself from kneading at the flesh only to spread you open, eating up the view of your glistening pussy sucking him in.

“Walking in here… acting all high and mighty…” he growls, slapping you again as his tone dips a notch. “Bet you’ve been dying to take this filthy toy’s place.”

Soon enough, the rush overpowers you, strong and staggering. Your whines rise high pitched as your face burns while you keep it buried in the mattress.

Jiseok’s touch remains firm on your back, keeping you right where he wants you. His free palm that’s heating up with each smack slides over the curve of your ass, soothing the warm flesh before rising in the air again.

♡ taglist 1: @sweet-dreaming-girl @zelinkcrossing @seomisaho @la-grenouille-posts @gaonification @joo-jiseok @devilish-meangadh @goyangiwonbin @xkaionx

♡ taglist 2: @noonesheretoloveyou @antonsluckycharm @jsbluu @dazed-and-confused101 @certifiedmarkleetrash @mikaelless @elllisaaa @donnasinner05 @starryeyedheroes @xhfics

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[gaonification]

exactly what i would do if i were his step sis 🙂‍↕️🫵🏻🫵🏻

[gunilsguns]

◇ WEEK 2 OF KINKTOBER 2025 ◇

🃁 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐝 🃁

In a hotel room, sheltered from the rain after a night out on a street food festival, you and Seungmin discover how you truly feel about each other.

◇ 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 ➔ fwb!oh seungmin x switch!reader

◇ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀/𝗧𝗮𝗴𝘀 ➔ there was only one bed; protected sex; (not so) accidental stimulation; hand fetish; spooning; striptease; slow and gentle at first, but later rough sex; discomfort at some point; mirror sex; reader curiously calls him daddy & is a bit of a brat; aftercare; comfort; body worship; breast & nipple play

◇ 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 ➔ 2.2k

◇ 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ➔ Welcome to week 2 of my kinktober challenge (info here)! I like one sentence summaries, sue me. Also, I have to learn how to write angry Osumi. Special thanks to the man himself for leaving almost nothing to the imagination 🥰 (fuck u)

It all began in early September. When the weather started to cool down a little, but it was still nice and sunny, you and Seungmin thought it would be a perfect opportunity to explore the countryside and take photos of the beautiful landscape.

Then in the neighboring town, there was the 4-day street food festival that you and Seungmin especially looked forward to. The various selection of foods had your mouths watering. Seungmin even had a laughing fit when he saw you dash towards the gyro stand. He knew your favorite street food was gyro and you haven't eaten one in a long time. You swore to him once that you would open your own gyro place someday.

According to plan, you arrived at the festival around 5:30 PM, so you could leave at 8 PM and arrive home by midnight. That sounded like an ideal plan… until it started raining way earlier than expected. You checked the weather forecast beforehand, and it said the next day it was going to rain. The whole day. And to wait for the next bus wasn't really a good idea, given that you didn't carry anything to protect yourselves from the rain. Seungmin immediately gave you his jacket, but you rightfully wouldn't let him get drenched.

With not much of a choice, you rushed to the nearest hotel, only to hear from the receptionist: only a room with one bed available. You weren't sure if the universe was smiling at you or wanted you to suffer… or both. Giselle's prediction—you couldn't remember exactly at the moment—was it an inevitable situation, something about catching feelings for your friend?

Ah, yes…

“A surprise romance... you've both been blind enough not to realize your true feelings for one another until one night... when you have to stick to each other’s side.”

You were almost certain of it—this was the very night. She also said something about fortune on a business plan and marriage and traveling later in life, but she could’ve been wrong about some or most of it… right?

The moment both of you entered the hotel room, your heart rate sped up at once. Your self‐consciousness spiked like never before. You’ve been alone with him multiple times before, and it shouldn’t be a problem normally… except the fact that you had to sleep on the same bed.

Fuck me. Both meanings of the phrase crossed your mind.

The devil on your shoulder whispered to you—might as well try to nudge him, to fuck with him a little. Tempt him into submission.

“Ughh, my back is stiff…” you winced pathetically, craving his touch. Your back indeed was hurting from sitting in the bus for hours.

“I could give you a massage, if you'd like.” He didn't hesitate to offer. And who were you to refuse?

You felt like you didn't deserve him as a friend and secretly wished he was less nice. It dawned on you that you've never seen him truly angry. Never pushed his buttons to the extreme. He must be hot when angry. And scary. But hot.

“Your shirt has an open back, so no need to- okay.”

The shirt you decided to wear so you can feel his hand on your bare back. You took it off anyway, because you knew it was going to make him lose his composure rather quickly. With a naughty smirk on your face, you reached for your bra to unclasp it. “This too?”

“I w- uhh...”

Oop, there it goes. Fly, little bird. Be free. Except your bra didn't fly. It was no bird, either. You let it fall freely on the floor, hoping it would stay there until morning.

There was no need to turn around and look at him—he let out a small gasp. Regardless, he tried to maintain at least some semblance of professionalism when he started massaging your shoulder blades. But even the somewhat professional attitude soon quickly dissipated.

Nothing but sounds of the raindrops and your delightful sighs filling up the room. Your brain was a whirlwind of horny thoughts as he continued to apply pressure on your sore back, the walls of your vagina clenching at the sensation.

Needless to say, you were on fire. And unstoppable.

“My insides need a massage too,” you dropped the bomb on him.

He was stunned at your boldness. “It’s a dangerous game you're playing, darling. Too bad I was already thinking of doing that. And frankly… the idea of other guys having their way with you particularly upsets me.”

There it was—his raw confession laid out bare in front of you.

“Whenever you need a release, you come to me, understand? No one else.”

His possessiveness turned you on. “Yes, daddy...”

He almost choked on his saliva. “The what?”

“Sorry, you sounded kinda fatherly there. I couldn't help it,” you said through giggles.

That statement of yours ripped his last shred of sanity left. “Okay, that's it. You had your fun. It's my turn now.” He stripped off his shirt hurriedly. It was starting to suffocate him. Anything that clung tightly to his skin that's not a tank top did, really. That, and the overgrown desire to claim you right at that moment.

To think he almost jerked himself off to you once. Key word almost. It was when he saw you in a bikini for the first time—can you blame him?

He pinned you on the bed and started lavishing you with sweet kisses all over your neck and collarbone. Lost in the heat of passion, you crashed your lips against his. He didn't show any sign of resistance, instead willingly explored the inside of your mouth. You were just two friends who shared saliva with each other. Or did it run deeper than that?

After he pulled away from you, his eyes traveled down your body, absorbing you. “Do you know what it means to provoke a man like that? Naughty, naughty girl.”

He started unbuckling his belt adorned with tiny dull spikes. This was it. You were going to see his weiner, and there will be no backsies.

“Look at you, face flushed already.” Then he held a finger in the air. “Wait, you should see yourself.”

The big mirror, which previously sat next to the wardrobe, was then placed in front of you. “There we go. Now…”

Despite it not being the case, you felt chained to the bed, absolutely entranced as he took off one layer after another. A feast for the eyes were his defined muscles and butt cheeks, the tattoo on his ribs, his sturdy chest and arms.

Unflinchingly, he took off your jeans to see that your panties were soaking wet. He flicked your soon-to-be unclothed pussy, causing you to jerk. “S-sumi…”

He could wake up every day just to hear you say his name so passionately. And to your breasts in his face.

“Your pretty breasts need a massage too, isn't that right?”

“Mhm…” You bit your lips, and he was done for.

His warm hands gripped your boobs, molding perfectly well with them. Your nipples mere victims to his fingers, then replacing them with his tongue. The feeling of his bulge touching the place where you wanted it most made your head spin. It was his payback for driving him crazy with need.

There was the possibility of you passing out from the enormous pleasure you were getting. “Sumi... your hands look so good…”

You watched him intensely as he was finally taking off your panties. “Oh, yeah? What if they were… somewhere else?”

You expected them to find your most sensitive spot. Instead, he parted your lips with his index and middle fingers and put them fully in your mouth. “Suck.”

And sucking you did. If only his fingers were bigger. While he was focused on your mouth, you seized the opportunity to grab his shaft. Stroking until he couldn't take it, until you could see the hot liquid spurting out from his tip.

A wet pop followed when he pulled. “You’re damn near close to killing me.”

He reached for his bag and took out a packet of condoms. “I was going to give them to you… unless I got lucky somehow.”

Seungmin never failed to astound you with his thoughtfulness. “I-”

“No need to thank me. I should've done so by now, but at the same time… I had a hunch I was going to use them on you.”

“You… did?”

“Yeah. Because I think your gorgeous body deserves to be pleasured and worshiped. If no one is up to it, I may as well be the only one who does.”

Throat hurting, tears threatening to spill. He caught them as they fell. “Hey, hey. It's okay. I'm here for you, always.”

He spread your legs for better access and entered you delicately, with exact precision. Sliding in and out of you so satisfactorily, so perfectly. “God, even your feet look perfect, and I'm not a feet guy.”

He elicited a rich laugh from you. “Oh, coome on! Be real for a second!”

“I'm deadly serious.”

First of all, you liked that he was careful and gentle, slowly thrusting himself inside you to test the waters. It felt amazing, but you never felt more ready for a rougher course. You trusted him well enough not to hurt you.

You yanked his arm and caught him in an embrace, then whispered in his ear, “You can go harder, y’know?”

“Indeed I can, but will you be able to take it?”

“I'll be fine. Stop worrying so much.”

“I’m just looking out for you as a friend.”

Questions started ringing in your head—can you still be friends after this? After he said those things about your body? Still, you looked him straight in the eyes, unfaltering. You were resolute in your decision.

“Alright, then. May as well be the spoon.”

He gestured for you to turn on your side, facing the mirror. Next thing you knew, you felt his arms wrap around your waist and his dick against your ass. He slid and started pounding with way more force, making your breasts bounce. Either he didn't know his strength, or you weren't as ready to take him as you thought, but you certainly felt discomfort.

“Ah-! F-fuck! It hurts…”

He ceased his movements and sighed. “Sorry, but you asked for it. So bratty, and for what?”

His middle finger reached to circle your G-spot while his dick was still inside. Together with the lovely sight in the mirror—of his finger pleasuring you—it did help alleviate the pain significantly. You milked him, the result of your satisfying orgasm.

“Is that better?”

“Ahh… Much better…”

He continued thrusting, albeit with more careful motions. “Don’t get cocky now.”

“I’m not. Ah- Maybe you should- s-shit you feel so g-”

“Come again?”

“Come o-on top.”

“Why didn't you say so earlier?”

You were right in thinking that it would be best if he were on top.

“Good choice. I get a better view of your chest this way.” He enjoyed seeing your breasts bounce a bit too much.

A genius idea with the mirror, you thought to yourself. You were twice as aroused just by seeing yourself and him in the reflection. Maybe you could convince him to film a sex tape with you. Woah there.

At this point, the only language you were speaking was blabbering, with gasps and moans following your every word.

Once he got up, you latched onto him. You weren’t going to release him until you licked every inch of his body covered with cum.

“Look at you, cleaning me up like a cat.”

When you got to his cock, he grabbed fistfuls of your hair. “Fuck- y-your tongue feels too g-good…”

He hoisted you up in his arms and carried you to the grey-tiled bathroom.

“Alright, kitten…” the drawl in his voice further weakened your knees, “let's get you washed up.”

The view from the bathroom window was spectacular. The city lay below, thousands upon thousands of buildings illuminated every corner. Everyone too busy to notice your naked forms.

You propped yourself against the wall of the shower booth as he took care and made sure he covered every inch of you with soap. His touches still felt like your skin was on fire. When it was your turn to wash him, your hand lingered on his cock once again.

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”

“Hmm, no. Not really.”

Unable to resist you, he let you stroke him just a little more, utter bliss painted on his face.

After you got out of the shower, he asked you, “A friend of a friend texted me earlier about you. I told him you are taken, is that okay?”

Your answer was affirmative. Certainly not the first time Seungmin asked you that question.

Although you agreed to be something like friends with benefits and to see where that would lead, after about a month of your trip together, you simply couldn't hide it anymore. It was sickening almost, falling in love with Seungmin. Your everyday thoughts included at least one about how he would be a great husband and father someday.

Being his friend wasn't enough. Whether he felt the same way or not, you had to taste and feel him once more. And many more times after that…

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“WERE YOU WATCHING ONE OF MY VIDEOS?” Jungsu steps in front of you, arching a brow.

“I…” your bare thighs press together instinctively as if that could hide the truth. “I was just… curious.”

“About what?” His intrigued tone lowers.

You swallow, glancing away shyly. “What it looks like, I guess.”

He tilts his head, meeting the frozen image of his own naked body - a scene from his last masturbation video glows on the TV screen. He glances back at you and his expression turns more serious.

Without a word, his free hand tugs down the waistband of his loose sport shorts - his cock springs free, thick and long.

The effect of the appealing sight is immediate; it strikes through your body and you bite your lip hard.

“It’s… even bigger in person.” You note in quiet admiration, breath hitching at the desire to feel it.

Jungsu responds with a small smirk, moving the camera in your hands so he can join you on the big couch. His firm grip spreads your legs open and he settles between them, gaze immediately landing onto the view below… flushed and wet from your earlier touches.

“Now that you’ve seen my dick,” he murmurs slowly. “I get to see your pussy, right?”

Your other hand slips down as if to hide it - you’re too wet… and your urges are warming your core too strongly.

“Watching that really made you wet, hm?” Jungsu asks, wrapping a hand around his erection, stroking slow and precise. “No need to get shy about it.” The precum gets smeared along his length, making each vein glisten.

“I’ve never had… a cock so big inside me,” you confess. “The thought of it makes me really horny.”

He chuckles, lowering his shaft so the flushed head meets your entrance. He rubs against it ever so slightly causing embarrassing squelching noise from your body.

“Fuck… you’ll struggle to take it, baby. But if you’re so curious…” he finally glances at your face. “I can let you feel the tip.”

Your back instantly arches at his suggestion. The camera tilts slightly in your shaky hands. “Please…”

His smirk appears again as he presses harder, gliding the slick head up your folds. It feels heavy and so warm.

A broken moan slips past your lips when he draws a circle around your clit before slipping back down, bumping into your fluttering hole.

“Please, let me feel it.” You plead, unable to stop squirming in desperation. “All of it… I want it really bad.”

“Tsk, told you, pretty...” Jungsu mutters softly, pushing half of his gushing tip into you. He watches your mouth fall open at the stretch. “Just the tip. You’re too small and tight for me.”

Your helpless whimpers multiply as your hips try to chase him, to gain more of him, but his hands grab your legs harshly, steadying you in place.

“Easy,” he says calmly as he finally nudges the tip inside. His hips still completely - your greedy walls squeeze hard, unable to let go. “Be good.”

You exhale as you ease your grip obediently and he pulls out. But then he slides the soaked head over your slit which makes you whine louder. You whine even more desperately when he pushes again, only halfway in.

The teasing pressure builds into torture as he maintains the same rhythm - sliding in, sliding out, never giving you more than his tip.

Every time he slips free, your pussy clenches around air, dripping down onto the couch in messy trails of arousal.

“Please, please…” you sob, thighs trembling. “I can take it, I swear… It’ll fit… p-please—“

Jungsu shakes his head slowly. He moves with maddening patience, letting the swollen head invade your needy walls only to empty them again, leaving you hollow and aching.

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