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there’s this one clip with heeseung telling riki that he hugs him in his sleep im wondering like maybe “shy reader that rarely shows affection but does when sleeping” trope?? Idk the word but yeah like it can be any member
𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 ✶ 𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧
shy reader who's affectionate in their sleep
───﹙h.﹚ heeseung is stuck. like, physically stuck. you’re usually so quiet and hands-off, but asleep? you’ve decided he’s your personal teddy bear. he’s texting the group chat one-handed because your arms are locked around his waist, face buried in his chest. “emergency,” he types, trying not to laugh. “my shy gf has been replaced by an octopus. send snacks. can’t move. this is my life now.” he secretly loves it.
───﹙j.﹚ jay wakes up to find you’ve fully koala’d onto his back. you’re clinging in your sleep, and he can’t even roll over. he tries to whisper, “hey… sweetheart… i need to breathe…” but you just nuzzle closer. he gives up with a happy sigh, accepting his fate as a human backpack. he spends the next hour wide awake, smiling at the ceiling, feeling like he’s won a secret prize.
───﹙j.﹚ jake tries to get up for water and literally can’t. you’ve got a fistful of his shirt in a death grip, murmuring something sleepy and unintelligible. he freezes, then melts. “okay, okay, water can wait,” he whispers, sliding back down. he spends the next 30 minutes just watching you sleep, heart so full he thinks it might burst, gently prying your fingers loose just so he can lace his with them instead.
───﹙s.﹚ sunghoon is trying to be quiet as a mouse, but every time he shifts an inch, you whine in your sleep and pull him closer. he’s being held hostage by cuddles and his own blush. “y/n, i have to practice…” he whispers to no one. you nuzzle his neck. he’s defeated. he sends a selca to the members—just his desperate face above your very clingy sleeping form—with the caption: “call for help. also, never been happier.”
───﹙s.﹚ sunoo lets out a tiny gasp when you shuffle over and tuck your head under his chin in your sleep. you, who barely hold his hand in public. he’s so still, scared to break the spell. when you snuggle closer, he can’t stop the giggle that bubbles up. he wraps his arms around you carefully, whispering, “got you,” and decides sleep is overrated. this is better.
───﹙j.﹚ jungwon wakes up because he’s slightly overheating. you’ve become his little spoon, back pressed entirely to his front, and your hands are holding onto his arm like a lifeline. he’s trapped in the best way. he tries to wriggle free for a second, but you make a soft, displeased sound and hold tighter. “alright, alright,” he murmurs, smiling into your hair. leader by day, personal body pillow by night. he wouldn’t trade it.
───﹙n.﹚ niki is used to being the clingy one. so when he wakes up and finds you wrapped around him like a vine, he short-circuits. “no way,” he whispers to the dark room. he tries to move, just a test, and you cling harder. a huge, goofy grin splits his face. he finally feels like he’s gotten a secret look at the real you, and he spends the rest of the night trying to memorize the feeling, heart pounding with pure joy.
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this is what it feels like to be held through it
for Sunoo month
The rain had been tapping softly against your window all afternoon, a steady rhythm that somehow made the silence in your room feel even heavier.
You'd been curled up in bed for hours, blanket tangled around your legs, phone face-down beside you. Nothing terrible had happened. Nothing dramatic.
You just felt... exhausted.
The kind of exhaustion that settles deep in your chest. The kind that made answering texts feel impossible and getting up for water feel like climbing a mountain.
You'd ignored three messages from your friends.
Four from your family.
And six from Sunoo.
Not because you were upset with him.
You couldn't find the energy.
Then your bedroom door clicked open.
You barely lifted your head.
Sunoo stood there holding a plastic convenience store bag in one hand and your favourite blanket in the other.
His eyes softened immediately when he saw you.
"Oh."
That was all he said.
Just one tiny word.
Like he'd understood everything.
You swallowed.
"Sorry."
"For what?"
"For disappearing."
Sunoo walked over without hesitation and set the bag down beside your bed.
"You disappeared."
"Mhm."
"And?"
You blinked at him.
"And that's it?"
He shrugged.
"Sometimes people disappear for a bit."
You stared.
"You're not mad?"
"No?"
The way he said it made it sound ridiculous.
Like the idea had never crossed his mind.
He sat beside you and carefully draped the fluffy blanket over your shoulders.
The warmth nearly made you cry.
Sunoo immediately noticed.
Of course he did.
He always noticed.
His hand gently rubbed your arm.
"Bad day?"
You laughed weakly.
"Bad brain."
His expression softened even further.
"Ah."
Not judgment.
Not concerned.
Just understanding.
He reached into the bag and started pulling things out one by one.
Your favourite chips.
A chocolate bar.
A small strawberry milk.
A little pastry you'd mentioned liking weeks ago.
You looked at the growing pile.
"...Sunoo."
"I came prepared."
"You bought half the store."
"I bought emotional support snacks."
That earned the tiniest smile from you.
His face lit up immediately.
"There she is."
"Oh, my god."
"You smiled."
"Barely."
"Still counts."
You rolled your eyes, but it felt a little easier to breathe.
Sunoo settled against the headboard beside you.
Not too close.
Just enough.
Never demanding.
Never crowding.
Just there.
The room fell quiet for a while.
You picked absentmindedly at the wrapper of the chocolate bar.
Sunoo let the silence exist.
Didn't try to fill it.
Didn't ask questions.
Didn't tell you to cheer up.
Just sat with you.
Eventually, your voice came out small.
"I feel stupid." (author's note: reminds me of the scene from Euphoria)
His response was immediate.
"Nope."
"I do."
"Nope."
"Sunoo."
"Nope."
You looked over at him.
His gaze was steady.
Patient.
Gentle.
"Your feelings aren't stupid."
The knot in your throat tightened.
You looked away.
"Even when I can't explain them?"
"Especially then."
The room became blurry.
You hated crying.
You hated feeling fragile.
But somehow it was impossible to hide anything from him.
A tear slipped down your cheek.
Then another.
And suddenly you were crying.
Not dramatically.
Not loudly.
Just quietly.
The way people cry when they've been holding everything inside for too long.
Sunoo immediately reached over.
Not to stop you.
Not to wipe your tears away.
To hold your hand.
His thumb traced slow circles across your skin.
And in the softest voice imaginable, he said:
"You don't have to be okay around me."
That broke whatever was left of your composure.
A sob escaped your chest.
Sunoo scooted closer.
"You don't have to smile."
Another forehead kiss.
"You don't have to explain."
Another.
"You don't have to pretend."
Another.
Gentle.
Warm.
Lingering.
Like he was trying to kiss every ounce of pressure off your shoulders.
You leaned into him before you could stop yourself.
Immediately, his arm wrapped around you.
Secure.
Protective.
Comforting.
The kind of hug that didn't ask anything from you.
The kind that existed.
You buried your face in his hoodie.
"It feels like everything is too much."
Sunoo nodded.
"Mhm."
"And I don't know why."
"Mhm."
"And I feel guilty for feeling bad."
He frowned.
"Nope."
"What do you mean, nope?"
"I reject that."
You sniffled.
"Reject what?"
"The guilt."
"You can't just reject my emotions."
"I absolutely can."
A tiny laugh escaped you.
"There it is again."
"Stop."
"Another smile."
You groaned.
Sunoo looked extremely pleased with himself.
For someone who wasn't trying to fix you, he was suspiciously invested in making you smile.
A few moments later, he rested his cheek against the top of your head.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I think your brain deserves detention."
You blinked.
"What?"
"It has been bullying my favourite person all day."
A startled laugh escaped you.
Sunoo pointed accusingly at the air.
"Very unacceptable behaviour."
"You're ridiculous."
"Thank you."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I'll take it anyway."
You shook your head.
But the weight in your chest felt lighter now.
Not gone.
Just lighter.
Like someone had stepped into the darkness beside you and quietly carried part of it.
The evening slipped by slowly.
You shared snacks.
Watched random videos.
Spent several minutes debating whether cereal was technically soup.
Sunoo argued passionately that it was not.
You disagreed.
He claimed he was deeply betrayed.
You informed him that he was dramatic.
He informed you that he already knew.
And every so often,
When he thought you weren't paying attention,
He'd press another soft kiss to your forehead.
Like a reminder.
I'm here. I'm still here.
Hours later, exhaustion finally began pulling at your eyes.
Your head had somehow ended up resting against his chest.
His fingers lazily combed through your hair.
The steady rise and fall of his breathing made everything feel safe.
Sleepy.
Warm.
You felt his hand gently squeeze yours.
"Tired?"
"A little."
"A little?"
"Okay, a lot."
He smiled.
"I figured."
You yawned.
Sunoo adjusted the blanket around you.
Making sure every inch of you was covered.
The gesture was so absurdly sweet that your heart hurt.
Before your eyes could close completely, you mumbled:
"Thanks for staying."
Sunoo looked down at you.
Like there was nowhere else he'd rather be.
"Of course."
Another forehead kiss.
Slow.
Gentle.
Full of affection.
Then one more.
Just because.
Your eyes finally drifted shut.
The last thing you felt was his fingers brushing through your hair.
The last thing you heard was his soft voice.
"Get some rest, sweetheart."
A pause.
Then quieter.
Almost like a secret.
"I'm not going anywhere."
And for the first time all day,
You believed it.
You fell asleep wrapped in blankets, surrounded by snack wrappers, and held safely in the arms of someone who never needed you to be okay before he chose to love you.
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⊹ . ˙ ܀ She's not only good on stage, she's also good off stage… Where the female member of Enhypen helps her members with stress in the best way she knows how. ﹙ ♡︎ ﹚˖ 𑣲⋆ request ゛𓈒 ݁
Pairings: idol! enha ot7 x fem 8th member! reader
Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, explicit!content, p in v, unprotected sex (not for you idiot), masturbation (m and f), oral (m and f recieiving), face fucking, fingering, finger sucking, cock riding, cowgirl, missionary, doggy position, shower sex, mirror sex, semi public sex, spanking, praise and pets names, crying during sex,non-consensual voyeurism, aftercare, idk what more.
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note: English isn't my first language, so if you find any mistakes I apologize, hehe, and I also welcome any corrections or tips from you. If by some chance you're here and you speak Spanish, let me tell you that I do too, hehe, and that the Spanish version is available here.
⊹ . ˙ ܀ HEESEUNG - 0.5k
It was early morning, and everyone was fast asleep after a long, tiring day. Or so she thought when she left her room to go to the kitchen for a glass of water. A very low noise made her stop mid-stride; she froze, thinking her mind was playing tricks on her. It happened again, and now she couldn't deny what she was hearing. A muffled moan reached her ears, coming from Heeseung's room.
The strained voice of her bandmate, along with a wet sound, made her cheeks flush. She tiptoed to Heeseung's door, standing right in front of it; from there, she could hear him even more clearly.
"I know you're in there. Come in" Heeseung said, his voice thick with effort from the other side. She wanted to back away, but instead, she turned the doorknob and stepped inside. The room was almost entirely dark, save for the small lamp on the desk. She glanced toward the bed, finding the unsurprising sight of him completely naked, his hand moving over his hard, glistening cock.
"Come and help me. You're not going to leave me like this, are you? Training today left me exhausted."
She obeyed, climbing onto the bed and positioning herself in front of Heeseung, right between his legs and sitting on her own ankles. She took his cock in her hand, slowly stroking him.
"Oh God… Damn it…" Heeseung groaned at the touch of her cold hands against his hot skin. "Into your mouth, put it in your mouth."
She complied, lowering her face to take him in, sliding his cock as deep down her throat as she could manage. It was already well lubricated with his own precum.
"Ahh… Hmmg… Yes, like that… you know exactly how to do it… Ohh…" Heeseung suddenly pushed her head much further down, holding her there for a few seconds and making her gag.
She pulled herself free, breathing heavily. "Idiot, don't do that." He chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Sorry. Lie on your back. Head over the edge."
She obeyed, letting her head fall over the edge of the bed. Heeseung positioned himself right in front of her face, his cock brushing against her lips.
"Open" he ordered. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, unconsciously parting her lips and sticking out her tongue. Heeseung held her head firmly by the sides and plunged deep to the back of her throat. She slapped her thighs in protest, but he didn't stop, pacing his thrusts so fast that she began having trouble catching her breath.
"Shit, I'm going to cum… Mghm… You're going to take it all" Thrusting into her one last time, he maintained his tight grip as the orgasm coursed through him, spilling his semen into her throat.
Tears streamed down her face, and only when Heeseung finished did he finally release her.
"You animal, you almost choked me," she complained, coughing slightly. Heeseung grabbed a towel and gently wiped her face. He gave her a tender kiss on the lips and smiled. "Sorry and thank you... you're always so thoughtful with us."
She rolled her eyes, ready to head back to her room, but Heeseung caught her arm. "Sleep with me tonight."
⊹ . ˙ ܀ JAY - 0.4k
They both arrived at the dorm after rehearsals, and Jay wouldn't even let her go to the shower. Instead, he pulled her onto the sofa, kissing her frantically, as if he were completely desperate for her. Right now, she was bouncing rapidly on his cock, filling the room with her moans. "Mhg… Ja-Jay…" she whimpered, holding onto his shoulders as Jay slapped her ass.
"Shhh, you have to be less noisy, darling…" he whispered, although he was clearly delighted by the sound.
He grabbed the hem of her t-shirt to pull it off, and once he did, he unhooked her bra, freeing her aching breasts. He guided his mouth to one of her nipples while sliding one of his hands to her clitoris, caressing it in a circular motion. The sudden friction caused her to let out a small cry.
"Jay… Ahh… God." She continued riding him as he devoured her nipples. She felt her thighs tremble, warning her that her orgasm was close. Jay gripped her by the hips and laid her back against the sofa, positioning himself over her. He guided her legs over his shoulders and began thrusting into her hard and fast. "Yes, yes, baby… don't hold back. Cum on my cock, do it."
The release arrived like an overwhelming wave, making her moan loudly, her body trembling beneath his thrusts. Jay continued his work, seeking his own release. At that moment, neither of them heard the front door open, let alone the announcement of the person who had just walked in.
"Guys, I brought dinner—" Jake froze in the doorway, staring right at them.
She caught his eye and felt her soul leave her body from pure embarrassment. "Ja-Jay… stop."
"What the hell, Park Jongseong?" Jake complained, his voice loud enough to finally make Jay halt.
Jay looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. "Is there a problem, Jakey?"
"Maybe the fact that you're fucking in the living room? And on the couch! I'm never sitting there again."
"You're exaggerating. Go away. Give me five more minutes and I'll be done."
Jake huffed, slamming the bag of food onto the kitchen table before disappearing down the hall.
"Now, should I continue with the part where you moan my name and make me come?" Jay asked playfully. She nodded, her cheeks completely flushed. Jay resumed his movements, thrusting as deep as the position allowed. A few more hard strokes were enough to push him over the edge, spilling inside her as he reached his climax.
"I love you so much, beautiful."
⊹ . ˙ ܀ JAKE - 0.5k
She was taking her much-anticipated shower after her session with Jay. The steam from the hot water filled the bathroom as she listened to music, so engrossed in humming the tune that she didn't notice the shower door opening. It wasn't until large, cold hands cupped her bottom that she turned around with a start.
She sighed with relief when she realized it was Jake, who was smiling tenderly at her despite being completely naked and standing in the shower with her.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" she asked, a little breathless.
"I got a little jealous that Jay had you before me today" Jake confessed. "So, I came for my comfort."
Jake didn't give her a chance to protest. He took her cheeks in his hands and brought his lips to hers, plunging them into a long, desperate kiss. He devoured her mouth, seeking to feel every part of it, thrusting his tongue inside and biting her lips. When he finally pulled away to let her catch her breath, he chuckled softly at the sight of her flushed cheeks.
"Damn, you turn me on so much when you look like this. I need to fuck you right now. On your knees."
She didn't even have time to react before Jake was already guiding her body to the floor, her knees hitting the wet tile and her back resting against the wall. Right in front of her face lay his long, hard cock. She stared at it and swallowed nervously. Jake laughed again, his dick giving a slight twitch as he grasped it at the base, gently tapping her cheek with it. "Open that pretty little mouth for me, beautiful."
She complied, opening her mouth and giving him permission to slide down her throat. Jake was harder to take because of his length.
"Ugh… Fuck, you're so good at this, like always… Aghh" Jake groaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, suppressing the urge to completely ravage her mouth. "Mmhg… Ohh shit, yes…" He thrust in as far as he could before finally releasing her, helping her up from the floor only to pin her against the glass partition.
"I'm going in, baby… okay?"
She nodded.
"No, I need you to tell me" Jake guided the tip of his cock to her entrance, holding back as he waited for her answer.
"Do it, Jake. Fuck me"
He did, plunging inside her with a powerful thrust that made her let out a sharp squeal. Jake pounded into her roughly, pushing her hard against the glass.
"Mmhg… Aahh… Mmm… Jake!" she moaned, feeling her walls tighten around him as another orgasm began to build.
Jake brought a hand to her clitoris, pressing down and rubbing in frantic circles in perfect sync with his heavy thrusts. "You're damn beautiful, I can't be away from you for a second. I love you. I love how you squeeze my cock."
He kissed and bit her neck, his hips moving relentlessly, filling the bathroom with the sound of their moans mixed with the splash of water over their slick bodies.
"Ohh… I'm going to…" He couldn't even finish the sentence before his climax shook him completely, sending electric shocks from his feet straight to his cock as he released inside her. He continued thrusting even after the release, slowing his pace and leaving small, gentle kisses along her spine.
Finally, he pulled out and turned her around so they were face to face, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug. "Now let me pamper you, okay? You must be exhausted after so much rehearsal and physical activity."
⊹ . ˙ ܀ SUNGHOON - 0.5k
They were at the photoshoot for their album Desire: Unleash. All the guys were incredibly impressed by her appearance, but especially Sunghoon, who had to ask for a moment to go to the restroom because of the raging erection he got just from seeing her in an outfit that hugged her waist and ass perfectly. Sunghoon had an addiction to that ass. While he was masturbating, frustrated at having a hard-on at such an inopportune moment, he heard a soft knock on the door.
"Who is it?" he asked, biting his lower lip to stifle a moan.
"It's me, Hoon. Are you almost done? I need to come in."
Sunghoon didn't miss the opportunity. "Come in. Just... come in."
She entered the bathroom, surprised. "But... what do you think you're doing? You could have been caught."
Sunghoon squeezed his cock with the palm of his hand while using his other to beckon her closer. "Come here. I'm like this because of you. So, you have an obligation to fix it. Suck my cock, now."
"My fault? Well, I'm so sorry you have no self-control," she huffed, kneeling in front of him anyway. "Just this once, we need to get back quickly."
"Whatever, just... help me, and I promise to please you after the session."
She sighed, taking his cock in her hands, slowly stroking him. Sunghoon groaned in response, a heavy frown twisting his features. "Fuck... Mghm... I need your mouth. I asked you to suck it."
She guided her mouth to his dick, licking the tip first, teasing him with pleasurable friction before taking him all in, sucking, licking, and leaving trails of saliva along his length. Sunghoon gently held her perfectly straightened hair back so it wouldn't get messed up while she continued to stroke his cock.
"Oughh... Mghmm... Ohh... Y-yes, that's right."
She felt he was getting too close to the edge, but he suddenly stopped her, holding her cheeks to pull her back.
"What's wrong? We don't have much time, Sunghoon"
Before she could protest further, Sunghoon grabbed her by the waist, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down along with her panties. He spun her around, pinning her against the sink and forcing her to look at their reflection in the mirror.
"I'm taking that promise back. I'll please you right now" Following his words, Sunghoon plunged his tongue into her wet pussy.
"Ahh!" she moaned, forcing herself to clap a hand over her own mouth because of how loud she had been.
"Baby... you need to be quieter, or we'll get caught" Sunghoon warned, his voice low as he went back to licking her, running his tongue over every inch and pausing at her clitoris to suck it in an exquisite torture that made her thighs tremble. Then, he slipped two fingers inside, giving small thrusts while he continued to stimulate her.
"Hoon… I-I… Mghm…"
Hearing her announcement, Sunghoon stood up, guiding his cock straight inside her. He covered her mouth with both hands to muffle her cries and began to thrust frantically, relentlessly.
"Damn, look at you… taking my cock during a photoshoot, while the others are waiting right outside… Ough… Mmgh…" Sunghoon continued slamming his hips against her ass until he finally came deep inside her.
Once finished, he stepped back, cleaned her up with some toilet paper, and helped her get dressed again. He gave her a sweet kiss on the lips before heading out the door.
"Always the best at relieving stress. Love you.”
⊹ . ˙ ܀ SUNOO - 0.5k
She was lying on her bed, staring at her phone and completely absorbed in her thoughts, when she looked up and noticed Sunoo standing in the doorway. "What's up, Ddonu? Is everything alright?" she asked, noticing he looked a little down.
Instead of answering, Sunoo simply threw himself on top of her, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in her chest. "I'm exhausted... that's all" he mumbled, rubbing his face against her warmth.
She smiled, gently stroking his hair. "We all are, Sun... But it'll be worth it. This album is going to be a hit"
He just made a soft sound of agreement, playfully slipping his hand under her shirt to squeeze one of her breasts.
"Sunoo... The others might see us..." she protested weakly.
"I don't care. And you didn't seem to care that time with Jay, either" Sunoo pointed out, a hint of reproach in his voice. He lifted her shirt completely, revealing her bare breasts, and immediately brought one to his mouth while continuing to massage the other. "Mghm… Sun…"
"I'm so tired… pamper me today, okay? We'll both enjoy it." Sunoo moved away from her chest to slide off her sweatpants and panties. He brought two fingers to his mouth, wetting them with saliva, before caressing her and slowly inserting them inside.
"Ohh…" She moaned at the intrusion, her cheeks flushing at the nerve-wracking thought of any other member walking down the hall and catching them.
Sunoo thrust his fingers slowly into her, making a scissor-like motion inside to strike her sweet spot, eliciting low moans from her. Feeling his fingers get completely soaked in her slick fluids, he began to pick up the pace, thrusting in and out rapidly, creating an obscene wet sound. "Ohh… Sun-sunoo…"
He stopped his movements when she suddenly clamped her legs shut in arousal. Smiling, he withdrew his fingers and quickly lowered his own pants.
"Open those pretty legs for me, my love" He gripped her hips, rubbing his length against her pussy before plunging deep inside with a loud gasp.
"Mmgh… Yes… You're squeezing me so tight. It doesn't even feel like you're having sex with all of us all the time." Sunoo moved in and out of her at a highly pleasurable rhythm, occasionally leaning down to kiss her lips or whisper soft compliments into her ear. "Aagh… You're perfect. I'll never get tired of coming to you for love."
He changed the pace, pushing her thighs against her abdomen to lift her hips higher, driving even deeper inside her.
"Oough… Sun- right there, right there…" she moaned as she felt the blunt tip of his cock hit that exact spot. Her legs trembled violently as her orgasm crashed over her. She squeezed him tight while he continued thrusting rapidly until he, too, reached his own climax. Sunoo pulled out and collapsed back onto her chest, letting his groupmate's warm, trembling hands stroke his back.
"Give me ten minutes and we can go for another round" he murmured, planting soft kisses along her collarbone.
"Another one? You guys never get tired" she laughed softly.
"Actually, I am tired" Sunoo countered playfully, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "So, this time you'll be doing all the work, beautiful."
⊹ . ˙ ܀ JUNGWON - 0.5k
The concert had ended, and the euphoric screams of the fans could still be heard backstage. All the members were walking toward their dressing rooms when she felt a sudden tug on her arm, pulling her away from the group.
"Jungwon? Now? Really?" she questioned, too exhausted to even bother resisting.
"Come on, please. We deserve it. We did a great job, and I'm so horny now" Jungwon caressed her waist under her shirt, pulling her flush against him so she could feel his very obvious erection through his pants. "I've been trying to hide this for the last two songs. You look so beautiful today."
"Won… they might see or hear us here…" she tried to reason, but Jungwon drowned her out with a kiss. It was slow at first, but filled with an intense, desperate desire; he really needed her.
Still kissing her, he cornered her against the heavy shipping containers used for the sound equipment. He pulled away just enough to unbutton his pants, exposing his hard cock. "It'll be quick, I promise… and if you want, we can continue in the bedroom later."
"Okay, but hurry."
Jungwon spun her around, pressing her chest and stomach against the cold metal of the container, lifting her denim shorts to expose her ass to him. He massaged her pussy with his fingers, a smirk evident in his voice. "Just look at you, you're already wet."
He teased her for a second before taking his length and slowly sliding all the way inside her. "Mmhg… Wonnie…"
Jungwon buried himself deep, immediately covering her mouth with one hand. "I'd love to hear you scream at the top of your lungs, but unless you want everyone to see us, it'll have to be like this, my love."
Then, Jungwon began thrusting desperately. The speed and roughness with which he was pounding into her felt almost feral. She stifled her own moans by biting her tongue and her lower lip. Pressing down firmly on her hip with one hand, he drove into her again and again.
Tears of ecstasy streamed down her cheeks, her cries completely muffled beneath his palm. She whined against his hand, overwhelmed by the fierce pace, yet unable to get enough of it. Jungwon brought his palm down hard against one of her buttocks, leaving the skin flushed and reddened, but he didn't pause or slow down for a single second. Releasing her hip, he reached up to grip her hair, pulling her head back against his chest as he continued to pound her until she was thoroughly sore.
Luckily, the muffled chaos of the fans screaming and the staff moving equipment outside drowned out their tryst. Otherwise, they would have been discovered by the distinct, rhythmic slap of their bodies alone.
"Damn, I'm going to cum..." Jungwon growled. He delivered a few more frantic thrusts until he came violently inside her, keeping himself buried for at least a minute while they both caught their breath. Finally, he pulled out and released his hold on her.
"How do you still have so much energy after a full concert?" she panted, catching her breath as she pulled her shorts back up.
"I told you it would be quick" he joked, earning a playful punch to the chest. He helped her fix herself up, and together, they casually walked back to the dressing room to join the rest of the group.
⊹ . ˙ ܀ NIKI - 0.6k
They were both sitting on the floor of Riki's room playing video games after an exhausting day of concerts. They had already showered and eaten a light dinner. Riki had suggested they play racing games until they fell asleep, but boredom was quickly getting the better of him.
"Ugh, this is boring" he complained, pausing the game and dropping his controller onto the rug. He huffed, ruffling his still-damp hair with one hand. "What if we do something else?"
She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Like what?"
Riki smiled mischievously and moved closer, their lips almost brushing. "Let's relieve some stress together. You know exactly what I mean."
She rolled her eyes playfully. "You guys really don't get tired... Fine."
"God! you're the best! That's why you're my favorite. Now, off to bed, doll."
She sat on the edge of the bed, and Riki pulled the t-shirt off his shoulders before gently pushing her down onto the sheets. He climbed on top of her and kissed her lips passionately, slowly at first, but with an intense, burning lust. Riki slipped his hand inside her pajama shorts, massaging her clitoris in tight circles and eliciting a sharp gasp from her.
"Mmgh, Riki…" she murmured against his mouth, but he silenced her with another kiss, his tongue deeply exploring her mouth as their saliva mingled with wet, needy sounds.
Then, Riki slid two fingers inside her, causing her thighs to instinctively clamp shut. He pulled away from her face, spreading her legs wide. "Don't be shy, baby…" he teased, stripping off her shorts and underwear before thrusting his fingers back inside her. He moved them in and out repeatedly until she let out a sharp cry, her trembling legs squeezing around his hand.
Gripping her hip, Riki flipped her over so she was face down on the mattress, leaving her bare backside resting against his thighs. Riki parted her folds with his hands and slicked her already wet entrance with a bit of spit, massaging her up and down with his fingers. When she moaned aloud, he delivered a sharp slap to her buttocks, making her jump.
"You're very noisy today, and I'm only touching you with my hands" He slapped her again, then leaned down to kiss the skin that was already turning a lovely shade of red. Riki stood up to strip off his own pants. "Get on all fours, darling" he ordered.
With slightly clumsy movements, she positioned herself, leaving her ass completely at his mercy. Riki lined himself up with her pussy and thrust in hard. A loud moan tore from her throat as her legs trembled, almost giving way beneath his weight. He roughly drove into her from behind, holding her firmly by the hips, slapping her buttocks so repeatedly that the distinct marks of his hand and fingers began to bloom on her skin.
"Aah… Riki, ahh… God!" she gasped, her voice broken by the raw intensity with which he was fucking her.
Her arms finally gave out, and she collapsed onto the mattress, burying her face in the sheets. The new angle gave him an even better reach, allowing him to penetrate deeper than before.
"Mmgh… Damn it, you always squeeze me so tight. I love it… Oohh… Shit." Riki continued his relentless pace for a few more minutes, even as her tight walls milked his length with the force of the orgasm that overtook her.
Her muffled moans filled the sheets. "Mmhg… Aah-aah… Yes… Fuck" Riki groaned, plunging in one final time, filling her completely as he reached his climax. Without withdrawing, he bent over her back, brushing the stray hairs from her face to press a tender kiss to her flushed cheek. "Thank you…"
dividers by @cursed-carmine --- requests open
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hands to yourself ⋆₊˚ park sunghoon
synopsis: your boyfriend has a lot of problems and one of them is the fact that he cannot keep his fucking hands to himself. he truly just can't help himself genre: bf!sunghoon x afab!reader, established relationship, little fluff, mostly smut tw: dubcon, con, reader has a vagina, cursing, fingering, public humiliation, teasing, overtly touchy sunghoon, groping, kind of forced orgasm, clit stimulation, cum eating, kissing, heavy makeout, spit/saliva play, sunghoon's a freak, mentions of slut, not proofread wc: 2,848 words a/n: the pic has been on my pinterest so i had to take matters into my own hands, and what better way than to write this.. sigh -> please don't copy or translate ~^^
“do you mind?”
“not really.”
you softly laughed, trying to distract yourself from the feeling of his hands massaging the fats of your ass peeking out from your skirt. his thumb fiddled with the edge of your thin cotton panties, pulling it back only to let it snap back into place against your skin. tease. you pulled his hands off and let it drop to his sides, his head falling to your belly with a sigh. “nice try. what did we talk about, sunghoon?”
he groaned against your stomach, head tilting up to give you a frown. “we talked about my problem with touching you too much.”
“and?”
“and.. i said it was stupid. i still think it’s stupid.” he grumbled, burying his head further into your stomach to inhale the scent of your clothes. dark brewed coffee with hints of vanilla bean. it was like you were trying to kill him. “you smell so fucking good. and i don’t understand what the problem is about me, your boyfriend, being touchy with the person i’m dating, which is you.”
with a huff, you tugged his head back with his hair. you miss the wince that left his lips with the harsh tug, but not the shit eating smirk that crawled on his face as he looked you straight in the eye.
masochistic freak.
“the problem is that you don’t know how to keep your hands to yourself. even in public! do you know how many looks we got the last time you kept touching me inappropriately on the train?”
sunghoon’s fangs peeked out to bite his lip at the thought of that event. while you hated that day, he loved it.
LOSING CONTROL જ⁀➴ Park Sunghoon x f!reader
cw: nsfw ⋆ needy!sunghoon ⋆ overstimulation ⋆ slight begging ⋆ clit play ⋆ pussy drunk!whiny sunghoon
Sunghoon was never like this.
He was usually so composed, so in control, but tonight? Tonight, he was a mess.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his head falling against your shoulder, his fingers digging into your hips as he pounded into you from behind. “I- shit- I can’t stop—”
You could feel it—the way his body trembled, the way his hips snapped into yours frantically, like he needed you, like he was chasing something he couldn’t quite reach.
“So fucking tight” he whined, his breath hot against your skin. “So perfect for me—fuck, I can’t—baby, I need you—”
“You have me” you gasped, your own pleasure coiling tighter with every desperate thrust.
“I know,” he groaned, his voice almost pained. “I just—fuck—I need more.”
His hand slipped between your legs, fingers finding your clit, rubbing quick, messy circles.
“S-Sunghoon—fuck!”
“That’s it,” he moaned, his pace growing erratic, his body pressed flush against yours, like he couldn’t stand the thought of even a breath of space between you. “Come for me, baby—please—need to feel you—need to know I’m the only one who can make you feel like this—”
You shattered, your orgasm hitting you so hard your legs almost gave out, and Sunghoon sobbed, a raw, desperate sound as he followed, spilling deep inside you with a final, shuddering thrust.
For a moment, neither of you moved—just heavy breaths, the sound of your racing hearts.
Then, Sunghoon let out a soft, breathless laugh, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you close.
“I don’t think I’m done with you yet,” he murmured against your skin. “Need you again, baby. Need you so fucking bad.”
I‘M FINALLY BACK GUYS!! sorry for the long wait but i‘m gonna start posting again from now on!! So my requests are open for any haikyuu/enhypen requests. btw for anyone wondering, I deleted all of my jjk works and some haikyuu ones aswell since I don’t like them anymore :c Love yall and missed you<33
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 👙 ᴄᴏᴄᴋᴡʜᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ !
── .✦ pairing: p.sh x reader
͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏.☘︎ ݁˖⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ featuring... Park Sunghoon 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ .ᐟ.ᐟ ᯓ ...who can't take his eyes (nor his hands) off you in the pretty lace lingerie your new boytoy bought last weekend <𝟑 .ᐟ ᝰ.ᐟ wc- 5.2k ╰┈➤MDNI - NSFW content ahead... warnings!! and mentions!! unprotected p in v, possessive n' jealous!hoon, no strings attached but down bad!hoon would risk it all, manhandling, dirty talk, wall-sex, panty-choke, hope anon wanted bimbo!reader, marking, nipple stim, petnames (doll, pretty etc.), thigh-fucking, breeding kink, finger-gag, Jay cameo, not proofread! Smut’s kind of ass I’m so tired sorry! ⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ tyunningism's note: Steadily working through my asks right now, this one dates back to March I'm genuinely so sorry for the delay anon </3 but I hope to get to writing up more of my asks soon !! original anon ask here!
There's no second chance for anyone in your code of conduct. That's only if you had the heart to give the guys filling up your mountain pile of messages a chance to begin with. From shy and reserved 'Hi's that are testing the waters, to anonymous dick pics that just keep rolling in, begging for you to react even a little to the 5.6 inches they're so proud of. And you swear with your hand on your tits that Jongseong from business management is solely collateral to that hitlist of big-bulged rich kids born with spending blindness.
Though you didn't need to prove any of that to Sunghoon. Who knocked on your bedroom door like it was the end of the world that you spent Thursday night in an out-of-town restaurant instead of his Civic's cramped backseat. Talk about being overly dramatic— you're far more justified in the mental breakdown you had over a pair of platform-wedged heels than the pity-tantrum he's outwardly throwing in your room. He's barely spoken a word beyond questions that jab at your shame since he glued his back against the door's framework.
"Did he offer to pay for dinner at least?" Sunghoon kicks his foot at the two piece bikini left all mangled on the carpet of your bedroom floor. Which to his judgment, is just weakly woven fabric that roughly passes as clothing despite that all he can tell apart are two threads and a g-string.
Maybe we should’ve talk…
˚⟡˖ ࣪ yang jungwon x reader ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Part 2
with : sunoo, ni-ki (enhypen), eunchae (le sserafim)
smau.friends with benefits.accidental pregnancy.
In which : what if you get pregnant by your bsf ?
contents & tw : nxde?, mention of sex, strong language, accidental pregnancy, angst, pregnancy, fluff, humor, jealousy, social media au, friends with benefits, sexual references, suggestive content, MDNI
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Omg i was so inspired today idk why😂 i freaking love this story, hope you’ll like it as much as me💞💞
⠀⠀LOVE ME BACK ' 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎
⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.
𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst cheating profanity manipulation arguing ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
⠀ 𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16
여키 EDITION . OHOHOOHHO SIM JAEYUN ARE U READY TO DIE also gais the taglist is closed mianhae
⠀⠀LOVE ME BACK ' 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎
⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.
𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst cheating profanity crying arguements ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
⠀ 𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16
여키 EDITION . NO WE CANF HAVE CHEATERS CHEATING
⠀⠀LOVE ME BACK ' 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎
⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.
𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst cheating profanity suggestive arguing ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
⠀ 𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16
여키 EDITION . sim jaeyun are u ready to die
⠀⠀LOVE ME BACK ' 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎
⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.
𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst cheating profanity suggestive arguing ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
⠀ 𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16
여키 EDITION . no dogwa in this becayse no one likes him fuck dohwa
Killshot, Baby! || 18+
Synopsis: Who better to comfort you after your heart break over an unrequited love that your best friend, Euijoo? And who better to take your virginity as well?
Pairing: best friend Euijoo x fem!reader
Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, p in v, unprotected sex (not for you), oral (f receiving), fingering, virginity loss (f), corruption kink, dom!euijoo, sub!reader, big dih euijoo my beloved, SIZE KINK, a bit of dumbification?, pervert euijoo, panty sniffing yay, masturbation (m), reader is ultra feminine and lowkey dumb asf i would be too for euijoo, euijoo lowkey toxic af but we love him, Nicholas slander sorry bby i love you, not proofread gomenesai
A/N: anon deserves head for requesting this I FUCKING LOVE THIS FIC best thing i've put out till date no i will not take any arguments. legit got the worst writer's block on this but the power of byun euijoo's cheeks coursed through my clit and i finished it. Panty sniffer euijoo is something I never thought I'd be turned on by but hey here we are my pussy is ready to be bred euijoo. As always, enjoy, my sweethearts!
Word Count: 12.9k (romance babes romance)
Your friends knew, your brother knew, the grocery store cashier knew, the milky way and her children knew. Practically the entire universe knew of your crush on Wang Yixiang.
So it was one of two options: either he was dumb as fuck or you just weren’t his type.
Yeah, there was no way it would be the second option.
— &team’s reaction to you during ovulation. ✮⋆˙ || 4.5k words
summary: ok, so you’re ovulating. how would you let them know? what would you do? how would they know? what would they do to satisfy your need?
warnings: (18+) nsfw. smut. afab!reader, lots of sex (in every place, in every possible position), breeding kink, consensual free use, unprotected sex, cum licking/eating, oral (m & f receiving), menstrual cycle tracking, mentions of heat/mating cycles, manhandling, biting, spit kink, petnames, pussy slapping, squirting, name calling, etc.
a/n: roughly 400–500+ words per person, so SIGH, i finally felt like i write well for this ask :) thank u anon for requesting this, had so much fun writing this!! more below the cut!!
thank you for your service
𝗡𝗢𝗕𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 (𝗜 𝗙𝗪 𝗛𝗜𝗠 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗪)
𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 ' 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗂-𝗄𝗂 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 — 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈.
ᦸ 𝖿𝗐𝖻!𝗇𝗂-𝗄𝗂 🧁 𝗆𝖾an!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 1.4k ⠀˃̵ᴗ˂̵⠀dom/sub power play NSFW degradation praise kink orgasm control idol au ㅤinspiried by big ole freak reblogs&kisses
special tag: @ni-kimyman4real
The humid summer air clung to Seoul’s neon-lit streets as laughter and sizzling meat smoke drifted up from the rooftop patio. Strings of bulb lights crisscrossed overhead, casting a golden glow over the sprawl of friends lounging on mismatched patio furniture. Empty soju bottles cluttered the wooden picnic tables, their glass surfaces slick with condensation under the oppressive August heat. Somewhere near the grill, Jungwon dramatically flipped a piece of samgyeopsal while Heeseung heckled his technique, their voices rising above the constant hum of cicadas.
A LITTLE TO CLOSE THIS TIME [¯◉°] 이희승/EVAN
film features…….bsf!Heeseung & bsf!freader
film contains…….You are doing skin care for your best friend by sitting on his lap as usual, while he is gaming, but accidentally grind on him, ending up with his cock inside you
film caution …….MINORS DO NOT INTERACT Unprotected sex(don’t do it) dry humping, making out/ kissing, grinding, fingering, edging, nipple play, talking abt fem!reader body parts, neck kisses, nipping the neck, spanking, usage of the word ass, clit play?, mentions of nick names like baby and etc, riding, tell me if anything more should be mentioned.
film length………5.2min(5.2k)
film keeper whispers ……….This is my first ever time publishing fic, I’m learning to write since I imagine a lot, I want to get it into words and now I got an idea for this with the help of Pinterest 😪. I tried my best, and slowly I’m gonna start my oneshot, idk how long it’s gonna be 🤷♀️. If any mistakes, let me know. Please request if u want anything. I will try my best to write butI’m a slow writer 😢. Would love moots, reblogs and likes ♥️
film melody playing……….. into you- ariana grande
˚ ༘ 🎞️ 。𖦹 ° 🎥 ⁀જ⁀➴ film starting……..
The chaotic bursts of neon light from the monitors washes over the room, casting long, jagged shadows against the walls of Heeseung’s room.
The room smells of expensive cologne, ozone from the humming PC, carrying the faint and sterile scent of rosewater and gentle soap in the air.
You are seated on Heeseung’s lap, straddling his hips, knees around them, on his chair, facing him in a position that the friction of your thighs against his jogger’s can’t be ignored.
Heeseung is fully concentrating on his game for now.
His eyes are sharp, darting to every move in the game, playing it very carefully though you are quite a distraction to him.
The headset he has on is filled with sounds of explosions and gunshots, and he pushes one piece of the headset aside so he can hear you.
You hold a small glass jar aloe vera gel, the product cool and smooth between your fingertips.
You’ve been massaging it on his face for the past ten minutes or maybe you just use it as an excuse to stay on his lap longer.
But then still, you don’t care about the game he was playing, you just wanted to end the ‘washing face with whatever soap is there in the shower’ routine for him, so he can get good and fresh skin.
“Stop moving idiot” you murmur, voice soft but firm and commanding him a little because he keeps on moving.
You can feel the heat radiating from him as you blend the cream on his face in small upwards circles.
His jaw is clenched, trying his best not to feel you and your stupid tactics as a distraction, which you are sitting innocently on his lap like you don't understand what’s wrong in doing this.
“I’m in an important fight, Y/N” he grunts, though there’s no real anger behind his voice.
“If I lose this round, I’m gonna blame you and your so-called skincare routine” he adds, mocking lightly.
“Uhh, my skincare routine is obviously way better than whatever you do in the stupid shower,” you retort, sliding your fingers on his temple now.
“No soap is gonna clean your face like my skincare does, your skin feel shit, and it’s screaming for help, so think of this as an upgrade for your face”
He lets out a laugh, his eyes fixed towards the screen. “Sure,” he says as if it’s nothing, “My skin has a mouth and it’s screaming”.
You roll your eyes at that, moving a little back so you can look at him even though he doesn’t.
“Just because it doesn’t have a loud, cocky mouth like you, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist,” you shoot back.
“And for your kind information,” you continue, leaning closer to his face again, to spread the gel on his face, “You’re skin is so dehydrated, maybe it looks fine, but it really isn’t, so be grateful”
“I should be— What? grateful? Why? And what? I have a cocky mouth?” he splutters, turning towards you showing an exaggerated, horrified expression which was totally just acting.
"First place, I don’t even care about my skin, Second, you should be grateful that I’m letting you do this while I’m literally in the middle of a serious fight, Third—”
“Hey, dont move!,” you interrupt, pushing back his face towards the screen.
“I can’t do it properly, if you keep moving” you add and he becomes quiet and goes back to playing his game very seriously.
You slowly get even more closer to his face.
For real, you’ve done this almost a hundred times before, sitting on his lap touching his face and all stuff, but today something in the air feels different.
For the first time the closeness doesn’t feel normal.
It feels dangerous, surreal and maybe something new.
Every time he breathes near you, every time his chest brushes against yours, you feel your pulse raise.
You try to ignore it, focusing your attention back to what you are doing, but it only makes it worse, because now, you’re actually looking at him.
The sharp line of his nose, the long lashes that fall against his skin, the bambi-like looking eyes, and then your gaze drops down— unintentionally.
You blink, realizing you are staring at him, you shake your head slightly to clear it, pushing those sudden, distracting thoughts away as quickly as they come.
You don't want to be caught by him, which will only make it more embarrassing.
You quickly turn back to your work— properly this time.
So, you shift your weight, moving closer to him, trying to adjust the position so reaching the bridge of his nose would be easier.
As you move, your thighs slide against his joggers, hips very slightly against each other, the friction sending a sudden spark through your body, but you push it away.
It was just a small moment for you, which you just want to ignore, but it sent a shudder through Heeseung’s body which you didn’t know.
“Fuck—” Heeseung groans, throwing his head back against the chair, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down, suddenly gripping your hip with one hand so tightly as you freeze at the pressure.
“Don’t—Don’t fucking do that, I’m trying my best to concentrate, baby” he forces out softly, the words tight as he grits his teeth.
You don’t understand what happened.
One second, you’re applying the gel on his face, moving closer to reach his nose—and the next, he throws his head against the chair and it’s pissing you since you already told him to not move.
“I said to not move, Heeseung!! And seriously, it’s not my mistake that you can’t concentrate on your game” you say, a hint of irritation slipping through your voice.
You don’t understand what is wrong or what is his problem, even though it was quite obvious you couldn’t figure it out, so you just get back to working on his face.
You shift your weight again, trying to adjust your position to get a better angle on his face, slightly moving left.
This movement causes your leggings to unintentionally rub your thigh against his growing hardness.
“Baby, fuck—“ he rasps, as his other hand also leaves keyboard to grab the other side of your hip and holds you so tightly with both of the hands that you were sure it will leave few bruises by tomorrow.
His head abruptly falls on your shoulder as the room fills with the loud harsh blares from the monitor which indicates he lost the game but you didn’t know it.
“Heeseung what the—” before you could even scold him, you gasp from him pulling you down, pressing you against him in a way that you can feel his big bulge on your core.
“Heeseung….” you whisper, your voice trembling.
“Don’t—fucking don’t,” he starts, speaking as his head is still on your shoulder, you hear it in his voice, how he is trying his all best to control himself.
“Don’t tell me stop when all I was doing was sitting here….trying my all best to control myself, while here you are sitting on my fucking lap, moving how ever you want……. God! Y/N you’ve been killing me here, I can’t stop anymore—”
He stops talking, lifting his head from your shoulder before capturing your lips in a searing, aching, desperate kiss, hands moving from your hips to your waist, gripping it so tightly it knocks the air out of your lungs.
He kisses you rough, like gentleness isn’t even an option right now, like he’s done holding back, done pretending this doesn’t mean anything as the gel smears on your face from his face.
All the years of your friendship, when he did his best to hold back, but now he’s done.
For a second you forget how to breathe, the intensity, the desperation and the desire from his mouth against yours, knocking the thoughts out of your brain.
You don’t even process the fact that HE, HE, your best friend is kissing you right now. Never in a million years did you think this out of all would happen—a lie you had a lot of sex dreams with him cuz he was too hot, and……..never mind.
You are still trying to process this when the grip on your waist tightens to pull you out of your thoughts.
The jar slips from your hand, shattering into pieces, and gel spreads everywhere on the floor, but you don’t even notice it.
You melt against him, your hand slowly moving from his shoulder to the nape of his neck, fingers curling tightly in the hair as you pull him closer and kiss him back with the same desire, desperation and intensity.
He lets out a low deep growl, something filled with satisfaction like he knew you would kiss him without holding back.
It vibrates through your whole body, slowly heat starts coiling up in your lower belly more than what you felt a while ago.
You start feeling needy and want him more than you ever did.
But then he pulls back, forehead against yours, his breath hot, and his lips swollen from the hard rough kiss.
“Tell me to stop—” he whispers against your mouth in a low hoarse, octave voice which sends a shiver through your body.
You shake your head instantly before he can even finish.
“No,” you whisper, the word barely leaving your throat. “Don’t. Please don’t ”
You roll your hips against his voluntarily.
You need more.
You need the friction to not be a tease and start being the truth. The reality.
“Fuck—“ Heeseung hisses the moment he hears the deny and feels the roll of your hips directly against his bulge.
This time you’ve done it on purpose, you need more and you are clearly showing it.
He roughly grabs your jaw,tilting your head back, and crashing his lips on to yours again.
This time it’s all tongue and teeth, he doesn’t ask for permission, he claims it like it’s his.
You gasp into the kiss, this was more aggressive and desperate han before.
He takes his chance to enter his tongue into your mouth when you gasp.
His tongue plunges into your mouth, taking in your whispers and every inch of your mouth, he doesn’t waste a single single second.
His palm is hot.
He moves his hand from your waist to your hips as they slowly slip under your long hoodie or probably his which you wear all the time.
His hands move on your lower back, pulling you closer that there isn’t a millimetre also left between you both.
He breaks the kiss to move lower, his lips dragging along your jaw, sucking gently, before moving down to the column of your throat.
You tilt your head back without thinking, giving him more, your fingers going to his shoulders to hold tightly as his kisses grow firmer, more lingering.
“Hee….mm….Hee…” your breath stutters, his name coming from your mouth like a chant, unsteady whispers, which you can’t hold back anymore.
His hand moves down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze before delivering a spank.
His palm against your ass made you leave out a loud gasp, your back arching slightly.
He doesn’t pull away, he soothes it down slowly, in a way it makes your toe curl.
The literal sensation sends sparks right over to your core, making you clench a round nothing.
He starts placing open mouthed kisses near your collarbone and neck, his breath hot and damp, leaving the warmth of his mouth behind.
He moves below your ear, instantly financing your sweet spot and nips your skin lightly.
You let out a sharp cry, breathing unsteadily.
The moment you let it out, he leans in again, nipping it harder than before, sucking a dark, purple mark, visibly claiming you.
He follows down to your collarbone, nipping wherever he finds your sweet spots to let out those sweet little sounds that feel like music to his ears.
You don’t stop, you keep whimpering his name, gasping when his tongue darts out to lick gently after nipping on your sweet spots.
You are drenched.
Your panties are suffocatingly tight because of the silk clinging to your folds as you leak for him.
You need him.
You need to feel full.
You were sure it is making it hard to even take in air properly just because of his hot kisses on your body.
One of his hands tugs the hem of your hoodie, asking you permission if he was allowed to remove it while he was still busy marking you up.
“Yes! Please—remove it” you please, your voice cracking a little bit.
He doesn’t even take a second to tug it off, the moment you accept it, in one fluid motion he pulls it off you.
For a second he freezes.
You aren’t wearing a bra, the cool air hitting your bare skin, making your nipples harden and maybe you weren’t even sure if it was air or his gaze all over your body making you turn again and again and again…..
You aren’t wearing anything else except the black lace of your panties peeking out of your tiny shorts you wore.
“Fuck baby—” he growls, his eye’s darkening, pupils expanding until his hazel is almost entirely black.
He looks at you like you’re both sin and miracle given to him at once.
“This is what you have been gatekeeping from me, huh?” he asks, his hands moving to cup the underside of your breast, lifting them up slightly, as his thumb slightly grazes over the peck.
You whimper, throwing your head back at that little touch surge of pleasure shoots to your core.
“This tiny waist,” his hands moving to the mid section, squeezing the softness there, devouring your body with his eyes.
“These wide, beautiful hips,” his finger moving on the waistband, pulling the elastic tight.
He bends a little, pressing a hot, lingering kiss right above the fabric of your panties, his lips grazing the skin of your hip.
The sensation sends a jolt through your body, sending shivers as your legs shake.
“Including the ass you’ve been teasing me with for years,” he said his voice filled with lust and love, and then he looks at you, how you look wrecked just for his touch.
He spanks you again, harder and more firm this time.
You cry out, a sound filled with shock, pleasure and pain, but please wins it all for now.
You thought he would probably soothe it again but no, it was paining harder but he made no movement to touch or soothe it, just casually leans back on to the chair.
He just lets it linger there, making it a reminder for you.
To remind you, who you actually belong to though he hasn’t fucked the shit out you yet.
Now his gaze isn’t on your face, it moves lower.
Your neck. No
Your collarbone. No
Your Shoulders. No
Just shamelessly, directly looking at your breasts with a hungry gaze, something you wanted to see all along.
“And finally……these beautiful, big boobs” he whispers.
He bends down, his lips hovering right over your breast, his hot breath teasing your nipples.
And then he pecks it…..to just tease you more.
The moment his hot breath was on your nipple.
Just his hot breath.
Hot.
Breath.
You found yourself getting hungrier for him, you didn’t want him to tease you, you needed him, right then and there.
He knew it, he knew how you felt, how you are breathing, how you need him, but won’t give you what you want right now.
“Hee please—” you grind on him again but he holds back your hips making you stop, before you please again or tell him how badly you need him.
Then he starts sucking it, like he can’t hold back anymore, like this was the last thing left on the earth, maybe even like he was thirsty for them.
He wants to tease you, but couldn't hold himself back from you either, that grinding, those pleas from your mouth, made him rethink his decision from teasing you.
You could hear his sucking sounds, wet and vulgar, because of the wetness of his saliva spreading on to your nipples.
Your back arches, your hands instinctively find his hair, gripping it tightly.
He groans at the tight pull of his hair, making him harder underneath.
He sucks on your nipples, tongue circling around the peck, and tugging it slightly before sucking it again, doing the same thing over and over again, while his other hand finds your breast, squeezing, kneading it and rolling your nipple in between his fingers.
You moan, loud, honest, no stopping.
The pleasure was too good.
Your hips start bucking instantly against his bulge again, rolling your hips harder than before, grinding more.
He notices it as he pulls back from sucking with a wet plop.
“Eager now baby?” He teases, his voice dropping low.
You nod, hips moving harder, searching for friction.
For a second he thought to let you do something at least for yourself or not stopping you like he was before but no, straight away his hands move to your hips stopping you right when you thought it was getting better.
Then he bends down and moves to the other breast without a word to you, giving it the same attention as before, while his other hand was on the breast which was wet from his saliva, but still playing with it, satisfying you with his hand.
It was good, undeniably you like you, but the fact that your pussy was throbbing to be filled was not ignorable.
You didn't want to wait.
“Hee….please…please..I need you so bad—ahh” you let out a sharp cry as he bites down your nipples, his hands lowering, across your thighs and rids your shorts from your legs without asking you.
“Needy baby?” He asks as he pulls back, like knew nothing.
“Hee—ahhh” you moan when his fingers touch the wetness of your pussy just through the lace black panties.
“So wet for me baby” he coos as he feels the moisture soaking through the lace.
He finally strips them away also, leaving you bare on his lap, pressing against him.
The contact is sharp, as now you are directly pressing against the rough fabric over his bulge.
He finds his way to your clit, pressing on the swollen bud right away, rubbing it in circles with no patience, but with punishing pressure that makes your vision blur.
Your mouth opens, letting out sharp breaths, eyes shut, finally getting whatever you’ve been longing for, you instinctively bite down on your lips as choked sobs and moans come out of your throat.
“No baby, don’t bite your lip, don’t stop, moan for me, darling” he says softly, before pushing 2 fingers into your soaking warmth at once.
You scream from the sudden push, it wasn’t warned, it was too sudden.
He starts pushing deeper into your spongy walls, as your walls clench around his fingers, he groans in your neck, his fingers curling in spots making you moan and vision blur from the pleasure.
“Fuck baby, thats it, take my fingers like a good girl” he finally adds the third finger, stretching you apart as you wail, and then heeseung leans to kiss you again, tongue entering your mouth directly, taking in all your sounds while pumping his fingers in and out, while his thumb presses and circles on your bud.
He moves faster, pulling away from the kiss, gripping your hips tightly while pumping his fingers faster, your hands move to his shoulders tightening as you squeeze your eyes shut tightly, while whimpering and gasping, leaving out breathy huffs.
As you feel your orgasm building, tightening low in your belly, just the tension in your thighs becomes unbearable.
“Hee— I’m—” before could even finish your sentence, he pulled out his fingers, just only the pad of his thumb pressing over your swollen clit, trapping the pleasure before it could explode.
Your eyes open wide, blown in shock as a moan of frustration screeches from your throat at the literal loss of his fingers inside.
“Hee, why–” you gasp, hips bucking instinctively towards his hand wanting more.
“Mmm” he just hums, looking down at your pussy while circling your clit, rubbing it in small circles but never quite providing the friction you need to tip over the edge.
“Hee, please!” you whine, trying to grind his hand, but he holds your hip tight enough to not let you move, he is still looking at your pussy, but then finally looks up.
Eyes dark with lust, his smoldering gaze at you making you pause for a second before he says “please, what?” in a low octave, his voice sounding husky.
“I-I need to come,” you wail, grinding on his bulge over his rough fabric making you want more, in fact you’ve never felt this needy.
Him edging you just made it worse, you couldn't take the teasing now, you need him and you won't stop asking for it.
“please hee please I need you, I want you so badly. I can’t take it anymore!!” you beg.
He chuckles, a dark, hungry sound.
He doesn't put his fingers back in you or do anything you asked for.
Instead, he starts to kiss you, deep, demanding kisses that taste of mint and desperation.
The intensity of the kiss swallows you while leaving you breathless and your hands move to his head, running your hands through his long, lustrous black hair.
His tongue slides against yours, sucking and swirling desperately while sliding down his joggers and boxer to pull his cock out.
He pulls away from the kiss, pulling your head back away from his.
You look down into his hands and the moment you saw it, you were starstuck.
He is big.
Not big like you think, very big in a way you weren't sure if you could even take him.
It was shocking.
You knew this was coming, when you guys crossed your lines today but god he is just so big.
His cock is big, fucking standing straight, curling a little but still so so straight in way you never stood in your whole life, wow, it is hot and swollen, throbbing as the tip is in a beautifully pink color, glistening with precum as he held the shaft in his hand.
You are staring at it shamelessly, because who wouldn't look at something so beautiful and gorgeous.
“Like what you see baby?” he asks, when he caught you staring at his cock.
You snap out of your thoughts, raising your head up, eyes locking on to his eyes, as your cheeks burn from embarrassment.
“Want it inside you baby?” he questions as he feels your arousal just by looking at you face.
You nod slightly and that's what it takes before he jerks it on your pussy once, slapping his cock against it a few times, spreading his precum all over.
An unfiltered screech comes out of your throat, showing how needy you are when he slaps the tip on your pussy.
You move a little, rubbing it a little on his cock, whimpering a little.
“You want it so bad right? You’ll get it baby” he doesn't wait another second.
He grips your waist and heaves you upward and then slams you down on to his cock.
Your hands find their way to his shoulders as you scream into the crook of his neck when he buries himself, all the way to the hilt inside you in one fluid, powerful motion.
The fullness is overwhelming, a blunt pressure that hits your cervix and sends ripples of pleasure radiating through your entire lower body.
The sensation is overwhelming, the feeling of being completely filled, the stretch of your pussy, the sudden, intense heat of him deep within your pussy.
You feel your internal muscles spasm around him, clamping down tight, clenching it so tight which makes Heeseung leave a raw guttural growl out feeling you all around him.
His cock twitches inside you, showing how badly he needed this.
“Baby–fuck, so tight…you feel so good baby” he says, his hands sliding down to your ass gripping.
You stay still for a moment, both of you catching your breath, the only sound the heavy thrum of the PC fans and your synchronized gasping.
The gaming chair creaks as you begin to move, tentatively at first, lifting your hips a few inches and then sliding back down.
You only lift an inch before slamming back down, the impact making the gaming chair rock precariously.
The feeling of him filling inside you was so so good, that you didn't care about anyone hearing your moans, as your moans echo all through the room.
Your grip on his shoulder tightens as the pleasure of him being inside you, stretching you apart with his cock was the best feeling you ever felt.
The squelching and wet sounds of your pussy moving on his cock, taking him all the way down to his shaft, then moving back halfway, and falling back down, with your moans and Heeseung’s groans fill you the room.
The sounds are lewd, obscene or even pornographic, it didn't feel real.
You riding your best friend's cock feels like a dreaming true.
You slowly find your rhythm, more confident, more desperate.
Your mouth falls agape, moaning loudly every time you ride him, head falls back as the tip hits that spot that makes you see stars, your breasts bounce with every downward thrust, your hardened nipples scrape against his shirt every time.
“Yes, just like that baby” he groans as his head hits the chair, while he grips your ass and starts lifting you higher so he can move deeper.
You are desperate now, the need for release overriding everything.
The friction against your clit is intense, a searing heat that builds with every slide.
You lean forward, your hair falling over your face, your mouth finding his again.
The kiss is sloppy, desperate, the sound of your tongues clashing mixing with the wet slaps of your bodies.
Tentatively, Heeseung also starts moving his hips up, thrusting upward slowly, testing the waters to see how it would be.
And fuck it, it was so so so good.
“Ahh” you moan as the tip of his cock hits deeper in your pussy, as your walls clench around him in pleasure.
You scream into his mouth, it is so intense, your pussy takes him all the way on to his shaft.
You keep riding him until you feel that low tingling feeling in your lower stomach.
You are about to come, you needed it any minute now.
You are moving faster, breath uneven, shamelessly moaning so loudly, you are sure your neighbours could hear it but you couldn't care less.
“Ngh heee” you wail, you dont know if its pain or pleasure or all together but it was good and stretching you apart and finally you are about to come.
“Hee–hee i-m im coming!!” you choke out, the orgasm is about to come as he moves his hips faster, thrusting harder.
“Yes baby, yes, come for me, come on my cock baby” he says, holding your hips, gripping it so hard, it could leave red marks on it and speeding up the movements, slamming you down onto his cock, taking control.
“Ahh–mm yess, yess im coming!!” you throw your head back, a loud, uncontrolled cry escaping your lips as waves of pleasure crash over you, leaving you breathless and shaking.
Heeseung doesnt stop, he fucks you through it, chasing his orgasm.
“Hee—” you scream so loudly, it was too much, you are overstimulating, you coat his cok, milking it all the way.
“I-i cant..too much–”
“Yess, you can, you can for me baby” his movements becoming faster, more erratic. He's grunting now, the sounds guttural and raw.
He lifts you slightly and then slams you down, the leather of the chair creaking loudly under the strain.
The sound of your pussy engulfing him is a wet, rhythmic squelch, the air being pushed out of your orifice in small, needy puffs.
“Im-im coming baby” he moves faster again and again.
“Im gonna fill you up, you’re gonna take me like a good girl and fill me up right?” he says as he looks at you and captures your lips into kiss again.
You feel him tense, his entire body turning to stone beneath you.
With one final, deep thrust that feels like it reaches your very soul, he lets out a loud, guttural roar, his entire body tensing.
He gives one final, massive thrust, burying himself as deep as possible as you feel the hot, pulsing jets of his cum hitting your cervix, filling you up, the liquid warmth spreading through your internals.
“Fuck–take it baby”
You moan as he fills you up, while he grunts and finally comes undone inside you which felt so so so good.
As the intensity fades, he doesn't move.
He keeps you pressed against him, his heart hammering against your ribs.
You can feel his cock slowly softening inside you, though he remains deep within. A small amount of semen and lubricant leaks from the junction of your bodies, dripping onto the black leather of the chair with a soft patter.
“That was–soo good” you whisper to him.
He smiles, that goddamn smile that melts you right away, probably even your bones.
He pushes a wet hair stand behind your hair as he finally speaks.
“Very good. Are you happy?” he asks and that genuinely made you feel happy that he was asking your opinion.
You nod, you look wrecked so did he, both of you breathing heavily, faces flushed.
“Are you ok?” he asks you sweetly after showing his dark side which you loved and so did you like that gentleness in his which made your heart filp and beat faster.
You blush as you nod and hide your face in the crook of his neck.
“Dont hide baby” he pulls you back cupping your face.
“Mm” you whine sweetly.
He kisses your forehead gently.
"So," he says, a small, tired smile playing on his lips. "I think I lost that match."
You let out a soft laugh, leaning your head against his shoulder.
"Worth it?"
"The best loss of my life," he whispers, kissing your temple.
Heeseug twitches inside you, making you whimper.
“You’re still inside me hee” you say to him as it hurts a little but don't bother but it's still sticky and messy altogether.
But then he shrugs it off as if it's nothing, you frown and ask him “what?” and try to pull away.
He doesn't let you, he slams you back down as you scream and squeal from shock.
“Hee–” then while you are still inside him, he abruptly stands up, while still holding you tightly around your waist and still inside you.
“Ready for round 2 baby” he asks as you widen your eyes in shock while his cock gets stiff all the way till his shaft again.
“Hee~” he crashes his lips on to yours slamming you onto the wall and starts moving inside you.
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˖᯽ ݁˖ catch a body | yoon keeho (18+)
⋆˚࿔ you want to go home with the hot stranger you saw at the club. luckily, it’s obvious that he wants you to go home with him too. ࿔˚⋆
♪ now playing: body - drezzy
pairing: keeho x fem!reader genre: smut (MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI) cw: inspired by a song, strangers to ???, usage of alcohol, kissing, grinding, making out, hickies, cunnilingus (f. receiving), hair pulling (m. & f. receiving), penetrative sex (reader on birth control), riding, creampie, aftercare, a little bit of desperate switch!keeho bc i got a bit self indulgent and strayed from the plot ngl wc: 2738
author's note ~ user kyoluvrs finally writes a fic for kyo :3
song requested by @starryminaz
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