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HAII EVERYONE!! THE NAME'S YU!! AND WELL I'M HERE TO WRITE ABOUT Y'ALL FAVORITE MALE TIKTOKERS, CHARACTERS, ACTORS, IDOLS!! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE A PROPER INTRO, BUT I WRITE FLUFF, ANGST AND SMUT JUST AS LONG AS THEY'RE ADULTS! SO ANY MINORS, GET AWAY FROM ME SATAN!
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reader getting absolutely destroyed by gojo, toji, getou, and nanami😇
A SEX FEST x M!Reader (featuring Getou, Gojo, Toji)
Smut
As the phone rang that was seated on top of the table, Gojo whistles to a tune he created on the spot as he picked up the phone and placed the it near his ear. "Hello~ This is Gojo speaking." He spoke in a singy-song voice as a light chuckle moves past his lips.
"Oh, Mr. Gojo, good morning. I would like to ask if Y/N is with you? He told me that he would be there at your house for a very important tutor lesson." A boy's voice spoke from the other end of the line as Gojo begins to play with the telephone's cable, twirling it around his finger.
One side of Gojo's lips move upward upon hearing your name, as he kept his composure and spoke as poised as he can, being known as one of the most prim and proper teacher in their school. "Yes, he is." He replied, eyeing the scene unfolding on his bed through the side of his eyes.
"Oh, can I have him over the phone please? I would just like to talk to him about something." The male spoke, Gojo's smirk just growing wider, if possible.
Gojo pops his tongue and replies with sinister laced in his voice. "Of course, give me a minute."
He passes the phone over to you, whilst you covered your mouth trying to restrict any sound of sex satisfied noise from ever coming out of your mouth as Toji holds you down in place like you are some kind of sex toy or fleshlight, drilling his cock in you roughly. "R-Ryuuji? What is it?" You tried to answer the phone with all the strength left in you, but you accidentally drop the phone as Toji pulls your body back towards him, Gojo getting the phone from where it fell and ends the call after telling your brother that you are busy. "F-Fuck, yes, sir. Fuck me, fuck me good!" You moaned out, rolling your eyes to the back of your head, your eyes hanging out of your mouth in pure bliss.
"Huu, yes, kiddo. I'll fucking give you what you want." Toji groans out, gritting his teeth as he fastened his pace, his strong arms holding you in place, your own strengh nothing compared to his, letting yourself just melt into lust and left your body to be used at his own advantage. "That's what I love about you, kid. You're a really good cum dumpster." He degrades you, the word enough to drive you crazy as you felt a very familiar coil in your stomach.
"S-Sir! AH, FUCK! NNGGH! I'M CUMMING!!" You let out, holding onto the adult male's biceps, but your pleasure is not long lived when you feel something wrap around the base of your cock, making you whimper as your climax got rejected. "N-No! NNYAH!" You moan in pleasure, but the noises was too much for Getou that he pulls your head by your hair and inserts his fat dick in your mouth to cover the irritating sounds coming out of your mouth.
"Didn't actually perceive you as a person who likes noisy bitches like this slut, Toji." Getou comments as the male starts to fuck your mouth without even giving you a proper warning, holding onto your throat with one hand. "Hm, fuck. Well, I say this one's a little different. Bitch knows how to use his mouth." He said, howling in pleasure when you start twirling your tongue around his thick rod. Getou pushes his head back, letting Toji's thrusts be a moderator to your head sucking his cock.
"Careful boys. I still haven't had my turn yet." Gojo stated, pushing down the glasses he had on a little as he smirks, finding your fucked up state a total turn on. It is as though you are purposely seducing him, which you are. You tap on Getou's thigh to signal him that you wanted to say something, the male groaning in annoyance as he pulled out.
"S-Sir Gojo, my ass still feels empty even w-with sir Toji's cock in me." You said, which made Toji stop his movements, his pride being stepped on at your words. He lets out a dark chuckle, dropping his head low. "Please, fill me up, sir Go—AAH!" You're cut through your words when Toji suddenly starts fucking you roughly, practically just vibrating in your place.
"You fucking slut! You could have just asked Gojo, not say shitty words and hurt my ego." Toji grunted in anger, using you to let his frustration out. I mean you are the reason he is angry right now, so you basically deserved getting your brain completely fucked out.
Gojo stifles a laugh before he joins you, Getou, and Toji in bed. "Don't worry, hon. We'll have our own little fun time once they're done with you." Gojo smirks, before he got out of the bed and moves towards his own room, leaving you to be a mess with his co-teachers.
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「 SEVEN PLAYER GAME ! 」 . . . 📂
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⊹˚.⋆ starring . . . heeseung x male reader smau!
⊹˚.⋆ synopsis . . . A member of the prominent youtube group “ENHYPEN” accidentally donates a significant amount of money to a very well-known gaming creator sparking rumors and forced collaborations by their managements.
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ꮩ, 性玩具。 ⸻[midnight practices...]
Genre: smut, teacher's pet, coach!Sunghoon x iceskater!Malereader.
C/w: Sunghoon being possessively perverted, feminization, bottom reader, fingering, oral (sunghoon giving). － Tw: Curses, manipulation, victimization, crying.
A/N: I don't consider myself the best at writing smut, so that's why this is so simple.
╰╾ I still haven't finished writing the stories that I have planned to upload in a few days.
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The sound of skates scraping the ice echoed across the empty rink as you completed the last lap, your cheeks and nose completely red from the cold. Your breathing was heavy and your muscles burned from the effort, but there was something else weighing on his mind.
Sunghoon, your coach, was watching you from the edge, ogling you from the warm-up, his gaze seeming to pierce the ice and get right to you.
As you headed to the locker room, you felt the chill of the air on his hot skin. As you took off your jacket and gloves, you heard the door open and close behind you.
Sunghoon had entered, his presence always imposing, his figure casting a shadow that covered everything.
"You did a good job today," Sunghoon said, his voice soft, almost like a whisper. There was a certain intensity in his gaze, a hunger that you had learned to recognize and fear.
“Thank you, hyung,” you responded with a smile, trying to keep your voice steady. But your hands were shaking slightly as you removed the protections and slowly sat down on the wood bench.
Sunghoon approached slowly, his expression changing to a warm smile, but his eyes were those of a wolf stalking its prey. "[...], there is something I have wanted to tell you." His hand reached out, caressing one of your cheeks, before sliding up to your neck.
"What is it?" you asked, looking up to meet his eyes, you searched for a way to ignore the electric shock that Sunghoon's touch sent through your body.
You knew you should pull away, that you should say no, but something in you craved that forbidden touch, his lips kissing every part of your body would always be your favorite sin.
Sunghoon tilted his head, intensifying his gaze, fixated on you. "I've noticed you're distracted lately," he commented, his tone deceptively gentle."Your performance on the court has gone down. And I know it's because of that little friend of yours who's done using you."
You gulped, your defenses slowly crumbling, while he sounded worried, his words weren't the best. Sunghoon always knew how to get inside your head, how to find your weak points, in every sense of the word. "Yeah, it's been kind of hard..." you admitted, looking down.
Sunghoon smiled, a gesture that felt more predatory than sympathetic. "I know what you need, [...]. You need to forget all that. You need to stop worrying about things that don't matter." He said passing his knee between your legs, making you open them easily.
“But hyung, I'm not sure this is right,” you said as you noticed his growing erection, your voice shaky as you fought the desire to surrender to Sunghoon's touch. "Maybe I should leave before... before something else happens."
You didn't want to admit it, but you felt like with every encounter, something was pushing you closer to falling in love with him, something you knew shouldn't happen.
"Do you want to leave?" Sunghoon interrupted you, his tone more like a challenge than a question. "Fine, but then you won't be coming back again and I doubt you want that, [...]"
The words hit you like a slap. The possibility of losing everything you had built terrified you more than anything, and Sunghoon knew it. "No, I don't want that," you finally muttered, your resistance breaking.
Sunghoon leaned in, bringing his face closer to yours to the point where your lips were constantly brushing, pressing a soft but insistent kiss against your lips.
His skillful hands began to work, slipping under your shirt and slowly lifting it up, setting it to your side, enjoying every centimeter of skin that he was revealing with his fingertips.
"I'm not just doing this because I want to help you, [...]," he said between kisses, his lips moving with calculated precision, biting your lower lip between moments. "I do it because I love you and because you're mine."
You closed your eyes, trying to block out the words as you lightly rested your hands on his shoulders, Sunghoon's touch stronger than your will. "But...what about your wife? s-she's pregnant" you tried to protest, though your voice sounded weak even to your own ears.
Sunghoon let out a soft laugh, a sound that was not entirely pleasant. "She has nothing to do with us. This moment is ours alone," he stated, his voice confident as his hands moved to your pants, decisively tearing them and your underwear apart, getting rid of them in one swift motion.
Sunghoon began to mark his way up your neck, then down to your bare chest, marking his territory with hot kisses and small bites on your nipples. A couple of gasps took over your mouth, your body responding to every touch, every whispered word Sunghoon said in your ear.
His fingers focused on caressing and squeezing your nipples, while he was in charge of kissing and noticeably marking your neck, the most sensitive areas of you. You could only moan unconsciously near his ear as you looked for a way to push him, with your eyes closed.
As soon as you regained your senses and sight, you saw your teacher on his knees, running his hands over your waist briefly.
Sunghoon was lowering his lips past your belly, his hands were firm, separating your legs in the best way, leaving your semi-erect cock in view, With the skill of a master who knows his apprentice well, he let out a soft laugh. "Do you realize how perfect you are because of me?" Sunghoon whispered as his lips grazed the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, planting searing kisses that left a trail of heat in their wake. "Let me enjoy what I've harvested, okay?
You couldn't help but let out a moan when Sunghoon continued his exploration, lowering his head slightly just to lick your balls, his mouth moving towards your member quickly, almost instantly enveloping your glans with his lips.
The feeling of his tongue moving in circles against your tip sent waves of pleasure through your body, causing your little flesh to finish erecting, releasing a bit of precum.
Sunghoon used his tongue skillfully, the way he put your member inside his mouth was making you go blank, Your hands were squeezing the wood of the bench and your stomach only knew how to contract from the sensation.
Every movement was calculated, every touch measured to elicit maximum pleasure, like an artist who knows exactly how to pluck each string to pluck the perfect note.
Unexpectedly, Sunghoon laid you down on the bench, giving him greater access to your body. Without wasting any time, he inserted two of his fingers inside you without warning, pretending it was his big meat by the way he started pounding into you.
Tears began to flood your eyes and begin to overflow down your cheeks, the way he moved his head up and down and his tongue moved in a circular motion at the same time, one of his hands gently massaging your balls and the other sinking to the depths of you, managing to caress your sweet spot with his middle finger, it was what had you writhing on the bench.
Your back was arched and your moans were muffled, you were nowhere near reaching your first orgasm, you were so close that it had you rolling your eyes.
In a matter of seconds Sunghoon stopped, retreating slightly with an enigmatic smile. You gasped in discontent, your body shaking from a mix of frustration and unfulfilled desire. “Hyung, please…” you begged, your voice so broken with longing and crying.
"First you tell me you don't want this, and now you're begging me like a fucking cock whore. Who understands you?" Sunghoon asked, his eyes shining with a mixture of superiority and cruel delight. "No matter how much you try to hide it, [...], you will always like to have me around. You ask for it just with the way you look at me."
While you were struggling to breathe, you were searching for the words necessary to excuse the reason for your prayers towards him, but you only remained speechless when you felt his fingers enter suddenly, again pretending that these were his fat member, which you never missed after each practice.
Your body lay caught in a storm of sensations as Sunghoon teased your hole and cock, giving you pleasure but denying you the relief you so desperately needed.
The torture continued when, as he moved his tongue over your tip, he made thrusts with his fingers, moving them like scissors near your innocent spot. Time seemed to stop as your teacher kept you on edge, his words full of manipulation, love and hate echoing in your head.
Finally, when you thought you couldn't take it anymore, Sunghoon intensified his attention. His tongue moved with lethal precision, his lips wrapping around your glans and slowly sinking his head, pressing your tip against the roof of his mouth.
You felt on cloud nine every time you heard his fingers grind hard against your skin and the way he made a kind of hook with his fingers every time he caressed your sweet prostate, Your legs trembled with poverty and your tears constantly slid down your face.
The heat of Sunghoon's mouth and the expert movement of his tongue combined wave after wave of pleasure that spread through every cell of your body, causing you to arch your back and let out a gasp, cumming steadily into his mouth.
Each spasm was a mix of sharp pleasure and painful sweetness, with Sunghoon enjoying the absolute control he had over you, causing spasms that seemed to have no end.
Even after the wave of orgasms had passed, Sunghoon continued to suck, his tongue moving like a wave over every corner of your member, prolonging your hypersensitivity, until your tearful sobs, completely overwhelmed, begged him to stop.
A sly smile formed on the taller man's face, stopping the movement of his fingers and tongue, slowly removing your small dick from his cavity.
When he finally pulled out, Sunghoon wiped the corners of his mouth with a satisfied gesture, wearing the shirt he had taken off you at the beginning, his gaze fixed on you, who lay exhausted and vulnerable on the bench. "I hope that can help you focus tomorrow," Sunghoon said, his voice a mix of authority and disdain. "Don't disappoint me, or I'll have to get another apprentice, and believe me, I really like having this internship with just you, [...]."
You could barely respond with a moan, your mind was completely clouded by the experience, your body continued to shake with post-orgasm.
You stared at nothing, running your hands all over your body, especially over your stomach, watching as Sunghoon stood up and walked away, his footsteps echoing through the empty locker room.
Just before the door closed, you heard a clicking sound, as if Sunghoon had finished recording something.
The idea came to you strongly, filling you with a mixture of fear and vulnerability.
When you were left alone in the silence of the locker room, you finally felt the weight of the situation fall on you. Each encounter with Sunghoon plunged you deeper into an abyss you didn't know how to escape, trapped between desire and guilt.
You had uncertainty digging into your mind, thinking quietly, "What if he's been recording this whole time? What am I going to do if he decides to use it against me?"
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메모 ! 📌ㅤ⸻ㅤ I was having a mental battle, deciding whether to upload it or not. I promise to update more often.
아이디어 !ㅤ⸻ㅤI'm very short of ideas lately, so feel free to leave me any requests! <(￣︶￣)>
All credits to @angelsfat3 / @foschiamara.
OMG PLEASEE
Can I ask of Dom top chanhee,sunoo,jungwon or nerd twin taehyung x popular twin baekhyun x bully sub bottom male reader smut, unprotected,double penetration and threesome and if you like part 2 add some blackmail video.
dumb dumb...
pairing :: nerd dom!kim sunoo x bully sub!male reader
genre :: smut
tw :: top!sunoo, unprotected sex ( use protection ), blowjob, dumbification, degradation, use of the words "cockwhore" and "good boy", slapping, hair pulling, overstimulation, inferred internalized homophobia from reader, recording of sex, mentions of voyeurism
a/n :: i don't write for taehyung and baekhyun however i loveeeee your idea so i decided to use sunoo because i felt like he matched it the best, lmk if you like it T.T
"what? you want to stop?"
you don't know how you got into this situation… but out of all people, it was him. kim sunoo is the guy you've been messing with since the year started. knocking into him on 'accident', stealing his pencils and pens just so you can call him over. the things you do to get him to talk to you. it all went from there. sunoo wasn't exactly a fan of your stupidity. so when he called you asking you to come over to his place. you were shocked.
and here you were, sitting on top of him while he sat in his desk chair with his balls deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. he was so big. and the way he filled you up was addicting. you don't even know how much you've cummed. you stop counting after the third time. it was everywhere.
"i asked a question." he said, his hand moving down from your waist and grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him, "n-no, too much! feels so good" you said, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued pounding into your hole. "look at you… such a dumb cockwhore" he chuckled as you only replied with whines and yelps. "what would your friends think of this, huh? that you like getting fucked by a guy? you like getting your slutty hole abused by a man." you felt a shiver run down your spine at his words. "please! fuck! more, more! i-i wanna c-cum!"
he only scoffed, letting go of your chin and grabbing onto your thighs. "i don't give a shit about what you want." he started attacking your neck, sucking on it, biting it. he lifts you off his cock, putting you on the floor and hitting your face with his cock. "suck" he demanded, and you obeyed. licking the tip of his dick before putting the tip in your mouth, sucking it softly. sunoo let out a groan, tangling his hands into your hair. "dumb cockwhore" you took him all in, sucking him like your life depended on it as he pushed you down on his cock with a fast pace, amused by how each time he reached the back of your throat you would let out a moan sending waves to his cock.
he let out a low growl before fucking your throat at an animalistic pace chasing his climax. pushing you all the way down, not letting you catch a breath. your moans are muffled by his dick in your mouth. the pleasure started to overwhelm you as you came, him following soon after pulling out of your mouth. "swallow, all of it" you did as told, opening your mouth and showing him. "good boy" you shivered, sunoo only laughed at you before lifting you up and putting you on the bed, spreading your legs wide open and shoving his cock back in, pounding into you mercilessly as tears rolled down your face. "aw such a dumb baby, cant even take cock"
you were to busy focusing chasing your own climax to even notice him take his phone out and start recording you. "look at the camera" he said. you did, giving the camera the best fucked out face you could muster. "that's it, baby, look at the camera like the slut you are."
you looked away, and sunoo gave you a slap to the face, making your head turn. "i said look at the fucking camera" he growled, and you obeyed. "that's a good boy." he said before he slapped your face again, this time leaving a red handprint. "fuck.. so good." he was close, and you were too. but before you could reach your high sunoo pulled out. making you whine at the sudden loss.
"hmm, what do you say? how about i send this to your friends and show them how dumb you can really be" he said mockingly. "n-no, sorry, sunoo, so sorry!" you pleaded. he just smirked and turned the phone around so it was pointing at you. "say hi" he said, you shook your head. sunoo frowned, slapping your face hard.
"i'm being nice here, and you want to act like a fucking brat." he said, grabbing your chin and making you look at the camera. "now say it." you said hi. "how are you feeling baby", "good, feel so good" you said. "what a dumb little whore. do you want my cock?" you nodded. "use your words, baby." "yes, want your cock. please!" he then proceeded to put his cock back in you, thrusting slowly, teasing you on purpose, not wanting the fun of fucking his bully to be over just yet. "so tight" he groaned. "faster, please faster" sunoo was enjoying every bit of this, he adjusted his phone again and pointed it at your face.
"you are my cockwhore now." you nodded. "who owns this pretty little ass." he said, slapping you once again "y-you sunoo" you let out a yelp "that's right, you are such a dumb cockwhore baby." he said thrusting harder. you moaned and yelped, his cock feeling better every time he thrust in and out of your abused hole. "i-im close" you said, tears rolling down your cheeks. sunoo only grinned, "cum for me, baby." he whispered, thrusting into you faster and faster. it didn't take long before your whole body spasmed, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head cumming on his stomach. he followed soon after pulling out, stopping the recording. "shit, look at you so dumb for me." he picked you up and switched your positions on the bed. his fingers trailing down and touching your stretched out hole.
"you did so well, baby. so pretty, and all mine. my dumb little bitch."
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OKAY, WAIT
Work Ethics [Age Gap AU]
FEATURING : DAISUKE YUICHI (OC) x male reader
The new intern took a liking to you, it went unnoticed by you, his boss sadly. However, he would prove how deep his admiration was when the both of you were drunk, alone in the building with the exception of his hard cock.
age gap, bit dubcon. not much plot just sex, profile
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"Hnngg- f-fuck stop! Wait wait I'm gonna-"
(m/n) clasped his hand over his whimpering mouth, his hips bucking up while a stronger grip clawed on his waist, urging him to lay still on the wooden desk. He was squirming, his pants gone and his briefs dangling on his left ankle.
Daisuke hummed as he proceeded to swallow (m/n)'s load of cum in his mouth. He was on his knees, his hands holding (m/n) down while giving the latter a blowjob. "Did I do good, sir?"
The (h/c) could only mewl, his dick flaccid and slobbered with spit as Daisuke stood and climbed over him. Their dynamic was interesting, to others if they had noticed. (m/n) was head of department for his sector and Daisuke Yuichi was the new intern they had received.
Well, he wasn't just an intern. He was one of the shareholder's son so all treated him like royalty once he stepped foot in the company. (m/n) didn't care, treating him like he was any normal intern and there was the obvious age gap between them.
A good six years apart with Daisuke still in university with an internship as part of his education programme. He could've been 20 or 21. So why was someone like him messing around with (m/n) who was at the end of his twenties?
Daisuke probed his fingers into (m/n)'s mouth who screamed and gagged around his thick digits, knuckles brushing against his palate and poking his uvula. He coughed with his mouth full and the ravenette kissed him on his cheek.
"Am I better than any of those geezers? Their old bodies couldn't ever pleasure you...at least up to my standards."
The ravenette took his fingers out of the (h/c)'s mouth and trailed lower, reaching his crotch and (m/n) gripped his wrist when Daisuke poked his virgin hole. "Y-You brat- I never fucking touched there- anhh!"
"Really? I'm glad. I would be pretty sad if someone else had slammed their dick in there instead of me. I was born a bit too late hm?" Daisuke shoved a finger inside, stretching his rim and pistoned against his twitching walls.
(m/n) spread his legs wider, his hips stuttering as he moaned more, his veins coursing with unknown pleasure. His button-up rustled against the frame of the desk, his desk to be exact. The (h/c) was Daisuke's superior, HR had reached out to him, asking him to take special care of the new intern and (m/n) was annoyed and ignored it to say the least.
He didn't realise how much the intern admired him, how black eyes adorned into his mannerisms, his body language, the way (m/n) carried himself as a person. Adoring gaze lingered on the (h/c) whenever the department had a meeting and (m/n) was presenting his slides upfront.
How the (h/c)'s blazer would hike up every time he lifted his arms, his pants hugging his tight ass with those two back pockets mocking Daisuke with how the ravenette had wished how much he was those fabric instead...
It was a planned dinner for their department, Daisuke however had forgotten his USB drive that had documents he needed to finish up for the night and (m/n) offered to follow him along, saying he himself needed to retrieve a few things.
And when (m/n) thought Daisuke was heading for his cubicle, he in his tipsy state did not realise the ravenette had followed him into his office and pounced on him.
"Do you feel the same way as me, Mr. (l/n)? Is that why you offered to take me back here?" Daisuke had drunk a lot, his mind was much more intoxicated than (m/n)'s after he had gotten hazed by his seniors. His dick was hard and being alone with his hot crush didn't make it any better.
"What the-? Daisuke, what do you think you're doing??" (m/n) yelled, attempting to push the younger man away as the latter started to pepper kisses all over his neck. "I'm making love to you, sir. My boss is such a cool person." He kissed his the complaining man's forehead. "And cool people should fuck together."
Maybe (m/n) should keep up with the times, trying to relate more to younger people who's almost a decade apart but he couldn't understand how Daisuke's loose mouth easily spat. It was good around his dick too.
He tried to resist, pushing against the younger's strong rock hard body but he instantly melted when Daisuke pulled his pants down and shoved his open mouth, swallowing his hard penis.
Now he was bent over his own messy desk, his shirt ripped and his ass being pulled back and forth against Daisuke's crotch. Their bodies were hot and wet squelches rang from where their skin connected together. Hands around his waist tightened, fingers digging into his abdomen and he was sure a bruise would appear tomorrow.
"Aanh anh angg!" He never thought he would cry like a girl, like a woman would whenever he would sleep with the opposite gender. "You sound so good, (m/n). Your ass is so fucking thick too." Daisuke whispered into his ear, his fat chest pressing against the (h/c)'s shoulder blades as he continued humping into his boss, pounding his dick into the older man's once virgined asshole.
"C-Calm down- mmffhh! Y-You're too deep- nggh!" Did young people had this amount of energy? Or maybe it was (m/n)'s age catching up to him since he was getting tired of Daisuke's never-ending bunny fuck with him.
He cried out when the ravenette came inside, complaining about the lack of condoms and Daisuke bit his nape in return, asking him to be a good boss and let the younger one do all the work. Although the ravenette was putting in overtime as he came inside the (h/c) for the fifth time that night, (m/n) only twice for a bitchy reason.
Fat tears slipped down his lower lashes, drooping down his (s/c) cheeks as he struggled with his restrained arms above his head, Daisuke tying his wrists with his own tie when (m/n) started to complain and wanted to switch.
He was back laying on his desk, his nipples getting twisted by Daisuke's fingers whose face was flushed pink, his eyes half-lidded gazing down at his naked boss who was tied up under him, his wet dick still deep inside his cum-filled anus.
(m/n)'s cock was also tied up, a thin felt string Daisuke had snatched, carefully roping it around his tip. The textile scratched against his sensitive cock but the pressure wasn't letting him burst, precum spilling all over his base, leaking onto his crotch and abdomen.
"W-Wanna cum- mmff! I wan cum too- angg!" (m/n) mumbled, his face flushed as he flinched when Daisuke pressed his cock deep, squirting more of his cum inside his already full ass.
His stomach felt queasy, the high taking his body, the remains of his attire was ripped to pieces earlier and he had been denied of his orgasm ever since he mentioned wanting to top.
"Really? Boss wants to cum? (m/n) wants some cum?" The (h/c) irked, feeling degraded by the smirking ravenette who was usually nice and polite, except he was drunk and fucking his ass at 1 AM in the office.
He hesitatingly nodded, his head fuzzy and his hole spilling semen, dripping down his desk and onto his carpeted floor. "I want to hear it from your mouth. Your really cute fucking mouth." Daisuke peered, his dark eyes open focusing on the whimpering man beneath him, his lips stretching into a smile.
"I want to cum. Let me cum. I can't just- mfff I wanna cummm-" (m/n) whined and he never thought a noise like that would come out of his mouth. Daisuke lightly sucked in his cheeks, collecting his saliva in the middle of his tongue and his fingers pried (m/n)'s open. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue down to (m/n)'s, letting his drool drip into the (h/c)'s mouth.
The (h/c) had confused noises slipping out of his throat as he was forced to swallow Daisuke's spit. "Angh angg ngghh-" He mewled, struggling with the continous saliva flowing into his mouth by the excited ravenette.
Daisuke stopped, feeling satisfied seeing the panting and slobbering (h/c) as he leaned down once again. "Kiss me." (m/n) mumbled, hazy and drowsy as Daisuke further edged him. "Kiss me and I'll pull it off." His finger pinched the edge of the string and (m/n) frowned, annoyed at this young man's bold behaviour.
"Anhh-" He propped himself up with his elbows, (m/n) sticking out his tongue to reach the ravenette who teased him by slowly inching away. But the (h/c) grabbed his jaw and slammed his mouth on his lips, his tongue sloppily pressing against Daisuke's.
The younger was definitely better at fucking but (m/n) had the upper hand in kissing. Daisuke melted, moaning in his mouth as he desperately hugged his boss close, his eyes rolling behind while his cock rubbed against his slipping hole.
(m/n) tilted his head, angling his lips as he slipped in his tongue into Daisuke's mouth, the latter teasingly pulled off the string and clenched his tip tight. The (h/c) hissed as he started to lap at his wet muscle, making out with the younger ravenette.
Their faces were flushed, alcohol still lingering in their system, especially Daisuke whose cheeks had a nice pink hue. (m/n)'s heart was beating in his chest, his cock was gripped by the ravenette twitched and threathened to burst as he bucked his hips up, wanting release.
"Mmff- angh! Call me Yuichi first- mmn!" (m/n) pulled away from the messy make-out, his lips slick with spit and he furrowed his eyebrows. "Yuichi?" "Daisuke is a family name. I'm the one up your ass moments ago, not my whole lineage. Unless-?"
His cheek was firmly slapped, (m/n) frowning annoyed his release denied as he jutted a finger in his face. "Behave." "...Yes, sir." Yuichi smirked, licking his lips. The slap wasn't strong, but it was enough to awaken the ravenette who started to jack him off.
The (h/c) gritted his teeth, clenching his eyes shut as he squirmed under the mercy of the ravenette who was estatic to see his boss submit under him. "Y-Yuichi..." (m/n) breathily spoke as he wrapped his arms around ravenette's ears.
Yuichi's cock immediately sprang up, his hands pulling the (h/c) off the table as he sat on a nearby ergonomic chair, (m/n) on his lap. The ravenette bit his neck, leaving a mark on the skin as he slammed (m/n) onto his cock, the latter yelping and instantly came.
Ropes of cum spilled from his tip, his eyes continued to dwell tears as he yelled at Yuichi for bouncing him on his cock while he was cumming, his orgasm rode out for so long, a good 20 seconds. His hole could barely fit anything, wet and slobbering. The rim was strained, being pounded by Yuichi's long cock for so long as (m/n) felt like he was going to cum again.
"Aanhh angg mmhh! Fuck fuck- khh mmnh!" Curses and whimpers spilled from his lips as he tightened around Yuichi, the latter pulling him into a kiss as he stilled himself balls deep inside the (h/c) while cumming for the nth time that night. (m/n) held onto the ravenette with his still restrained arms around neck as he squirted onto Yuichi's stomach, his watery cum coating his abs as the ravenette continued to face fuck his boss.
It was a blur after that, he wasn't sure where he ended up but he woke up in an unknown apartment, Yuichi hugging him while sleeping. The ravenette took him to his home, a very expensive home at that after their drunken affair and the younger one kept pestering the boss.
"You like me now, right sir? We can date outside the office." (m/n) rolled his eyes, whacking a document on Yuichi's forehead as he pulled the hands off that was tugging on his vest. "Finish the e-memo and I'll talk to you, Yuichi."
It may seem that the boss was still as cold towards the intern, but the fact that he's using his given name was a sign of endearment. Older men really had it different, huh?
Yuichi was ecstatic as he sneaked into (m/n)'s office whenever it was past closing hours, the latter having to stay back for numerous reasons. One of them to entertain his intern.
Although he never let Yuichi sleep with him in his office again, praying that the poor cleaner wouldn't ask who he had brought in during the late night a few days ago.
[END SCENE]
[unedited]
Afterthoughts :
i need to STOP putting daisuke in office settings...he's just perfect for it. a nepo baby taking a liking to u HAHAHHAHA ME WAN JADIKHHIGSAHJK; anywyas im so stressed out recently. but the worst part's over so i gotta suck it up argh.
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A RESPONSE TO AN INBOX BUT I GOT HORNY SO I WROTE A DAMN FIC INSTEAD 😭😭
I wrote this in like two hours w sleep in between. Hence, the lack of like good stuff sorry.
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Edit : i did not implement the dynamic a younger top and older bottom is supposed to have...forgive me. I wrote this at 3am. Expect a drabble soon
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Hello i just wanted to tell you that you should continue the (A MOMENT TO NEVER FORGET) i literally want more and your writing is so good 💙
oh, sureee!! when i get the time, i'll start to make a draft!! college is fucking me up..
Regular Maintenance
Minors DNI
Summary: Your car is been acting up, so badly to the point where you can’t put off going to get it fixed anymore. You’re forced to take your car to the only car shop you can afford and meet the handsome mechanic who’s willing to take a look at your problem.
Warnings: Pet names, Male reader, blowjob, cum swallowing, teasing
Word Count: 2.6k
Sitting on the couch, your stomach groaned and grumbled with hunger. You checked the clock. 10 pm… too early to try and sleep, not that your stomach would let you away way. Finally mustering the strength, you go check out the fridge and the pantry to find nothing to eat. Well, nothing that isn’t a 20-step plan and that was a no-go. Scoping up your phone and opening Ubereats, there somehow were no drivers delivering at this hour.
“Really? It’s not even midnight.” You huffed.
You looked at your car keys hanging on their hook by the garage. You knew it was a risk, but starving wasn’t really an option. You’re parents said they’d take it to the shop for you, but it would take them three days before they’d be able to. Three whole days of not being able to come and go freely was torture. Especially when you were so hungry. You figured, one little drive couldn’t hurt. Just making a run you’ve made several times in your car, and you’re favorite place was right around the corner. You’ve made the drive a hundred times, and could even do it in the dead of night while blindfolded. There’s no way it would be destroyed or something.
You took your keys, opened the garage, and started the car. The dashboard blinked with the service engine light, warning you in a menacing orange hue. Don’t be stupid, just wait… You took a moment to really think if it was worth it. But your stomach reminded you how much you wanted to eat something. Starting at the driveway, you pulled onto the street and everything was smooth. Perfect even. You got to the drive-thru, ordered, paid, and got the food with no issues. But on the way back home. You had to eat, and just a bite couldn’t hurt. You looked away for just a moment to reach in the bag, and when you looked back… a giant pothole was in your path, too close for you to swerve out of the way of. You braced as you felt your car dip and slam into the pavement, your dashboard lit up in anger, and the car slowly came to a stop… You turned the key once, twice, and a third time before realizing what you’d done. You killed your car. It was too late at night to call your parents, they’d bite your head off if you told them you not only went out in the car but then hit the pothole too. You stepped out of your car and lifted the hood, staring hopelessly to see if there was some big sign to help you fix the car enough to get home.
After a few minutes of Google searching and sitting hopelessly next to your car, a sleek black sports car pulled up in front of your car and parked. A man with reddish hair stepped out, you couldn’t see his face very well which put you on guard.
“Hey, you stuck?” The man called.
You put your phone up to your ear like you were on the phone, “yeah, Mom! Thanks so much for coming to me so late, so you’re a few blocks away?” You emphasized the last few words as you walked toward the driver's seat of the car.
The man kept walking closer. “Excuse me, dude,” he jogged to catch you.
You got to the handle and pulled, but the door was locked. You let out an exasperated sigh as you could see your keys in your seat.
“Yikes. Locked out too, huh?” The man was right behind you. “If you want, I can help you.”
You turned to see a man in his early twenties with a leather jacket, a sleeveless white shirt, and black pants. His shirt had black stains on it, and he smelled like gasoline. “You know how to fix cars?”
He nodded. “It’s what I do, fixed her other there myself,” he said pointing at the car we drove. “So you need a hand, or do your parent have you taken care of?”
You awkwardly nodded. “I think they may not be able to fix this, so I’d really owe you if you could help me.”
The man put his hand out. “I’m Eric, you are?”
“Y/n.”
“Got it, so let’s get those keys first and then we can see what this little lady’s issue is.” He rubbed the hood of the car affectionately, like a dog he’d just met.
Eric went back to his car and opened the trunk to pull out a toolbelt and some other stuff. He slung the toolbelt across his body pulled a few pieces out and unlocked the door with ease. He then looked over the front of the car and looked over at the engine and other car guts.
“It looks like something got knocked out of place. I can push it back in, but there’s some other stuff I wanna take a look at too. It could be dangerous driving it.” Eric put his tools back in his car. “So why don’t we go to my shop, I can get a better look at everything there and I think I have some spare parts that could work here.”
“You said it was dangerous for my car–”
He shook his head, “I’ll have it towed over. You can ride in my car with me. We’ll be in the car the whole time, so you don’t need to worry. I promise I won’t steal her, but I can’t promise about you…”
You let his last sentence hang in the air as he looked at you for a reaction.
“I’m kidding, I’m sorry, that was a bad one.”
“No, no, it was fine! I just wasn’t expecting it.”
Eric rubbed his jaw in embarrassment. “You can wait in my car while I call the tow truck if you want. It’ll probably take a few for it to get here.”
You didn’t want to sit in his car alone, but also you didn’t want to just stand there awkwardly. But then you remembered the whole reason you came out there in the first place. You went to your car and pulled out your bag of food. It was a little cold, but your stomach was begging for relief. You sat on the hood of your car while Eric called the tow truck, munching on your food.
Eric wrapped up the call and walked over to you, noticing you eating. “Let me have a bite,” Eric demanded.
You put yourself between him and the food. “Why should I?”
“Because I’m the one who’s helping you. That’s the least you could do… I’m so hungry.”
You begrudgingly handed him the food. Eric held your hand and lifted it to his mouth as he moved down to meet you halfway. His hands were rough and strong, almost squishing your hand in his. He didn’t ask for more after his bite, seemingly satisfied.
The truck didn’t take long to arrive and hook your car up to the back. Eric got into his car, and you joined him, the smooth leather interior took your breath away. It was so clean and smelled so nice, it didn’t feel like Eric was the one who owned it at all.
It was a short and quiet drive to Eric’s place. You didn’t know what to say, not even thank you felt right at the moment. And every time you tried to muster the courage to speak, Eric would glance in your direction which made you look away shyly.
The tow truck followed Eric’s car to the shop and your car was placed on a platform so it could be raised and Eric would look at it.
Eric took off his leather jacket, revealing his muscular arms. He worked on the car for maybe thirty minutes, giving you time to look around the place. It was cluttered and small. There were pictures of Eric in front of luxury cars with other people standing next to him, but one picture stuck out to you. It felt like a family photo, even though no one in the picture looked like Eric. It was Eric and nine other men, sitting at a table happily enjoying a night together.
“Find something?” Eric’s voice hummed in your ear, making you jump. He smiled as you turned around to him. He was covered in marks from oil, grease, and probably other stuff that you couldn’t tell.
“Did you finish?”
“Yep. It was a pretty simple fix for someone like me–some real old parts needed to go. So I got those all installed for you. She should be good to go.”
“Thank you so much!” You hugged Eric instinctively. “How much do I owe you for all this?”
Eric chucked. “Don’t worry about it! No charge this time, just promise you’ll come back.”
“Eric, please, I couldn’t just walk out like this. I’m not that kind of person.”
“How about a kiss then?” Eric raised an eyebrow at you.
You felt warm in your face. “I-I don’t know about all that–”
He sighed. “How about your number then?”
“No, I just meant–”
“Wow, no number or kiss? You’re playing hard to get, aren’t you?”
“I’m not–”
Eric stepped forward, making you stop talking. “How about. I take a kiss. And you give me your number?”
You didn’t know how to reply.
Eric let one hand pull you into him by your hair, and the other to cup your face. “One last chance to back off.”
You just close your eyes, feeling the rough skin of Eric’s hand on your face drop away as you feel his soft lips on yours. He moved his hand to the back of your neck, encouraging you to press more into him. You opened your mouth into the kiss, Eric didn’t miss a beat to slide his tongue into the gap and let your tongues finally meet. Gently he guided you backward until your back was against the way. You’re hands felt hot and numb, but still, you let them do whatever they wanted. You felt his neck, his back, his chest, and slowly moved down his torso.
Eric stopped your hands as they reached his belt. He stopped kissing you, letting you collect your breath. “Sorry, I just said a kiss. Anything below the belt requires a second visit.” He winked.
You felt dizzy from the kiss, your body tingled all over. You’d never been so forward with someone, so it was… different. Eric was different.
“I took my kiss. Now, you wanna give me your number? Again, your choice.”
You fumbled your phone out of your pocket and gave it to him.
“You’re so cute, ya know?” Eric chuckled as he added his number to your phone and texted himself so he had your number. “Text me when you get back home. And don’t feel bad about calling me if you have any more car troubles… Or if you just miss me.”
You nodded, “I will.”
“Good boy. Now get home, it’s late.” Eric kissed you one more time on the cheek as he walked you to your car, opened the door, and sat you down in the driver’s seat.
You turned the key and the engine started with a happy purr. The engine light was gone, and you’d never felt your car start so smoothly before.
“Thank you, Eric.” You said again.
“You’re welcome, babe. Make sure to come to see me again, I’m not really a one-time kind of guy. And if I find out you went to some other garage to get your car looked at, you’ll break my heart.”
You nodded as you reversed out of Eric’s shop. He walked with you and watched you drive away. You could see him staring from your mirror until you turned the corner. Once you got home, you checked your messages.
“Home yet, prince?”
“Yeah. Good guess.”
“I know! I’m just that amazing. But you should sleep now.”
“I will. What about you?”
“I’m almost home now. I’ll be dreaming of you, so do the same and dream of me too, okay?”
“We haven’t even been on a date and we’ve kissed and we’re dreaming of each other?”
“So you will dream of me? You’re so amazing, and such an obedient boy too. I like that.”
You blushed. You could hear his voice teasing your ears as you read his message. “Shut up! I’m going to bed.”
“Good night, y/n. Sweet Angel.”
“Good night, weirdo.”
You stared at his last message. Your heart fluttered, imagining him calling you sweet angel. Your eyelids started feeling heavy. So you put your phone down and finally laid down to sleep.
When you opened your eyes, you were lying in the back seat of Eric’s car. You could tell it was his from the smell. You sit up and realize you’re not alone. Eric was sitting next to you, your head was just resting on his leg…
“Waiting for me, Angel?” Eric unbuttoned the front button of his pants. His legs spread to make room, a smirk spreading across his lips.
You crawled over to him. His hand immediately moved to receive you, holding the back of your head as he guided you to his cock that strained against his clothes. You hadn’t even touched him yet…
“I need you, baby. Be a good boy and help me?” He almost sang as he tossed his pants and underwear down. His cock stood proudly, pink and leaking. You lean down and gift him soft kisses around the head. “More…” Eric moaned, his eyes struggling to stay open as he watched his head disappear into your mouth. His legs jerked, threatening to close as the wet warmth around him.
“Jesus, keep going,” he groans as you take more into your mouth. His hips buck as you give him more, licking up the shaft slowly. His head is thrown back into the leather of the seat just as you go for the gold. You open your eyes and look up at him, his eyes sealed shut with his eyebrow scrunched and his forehead slightly wet. His mouth was hung open, breathing hard between grunts and moans.
You moan in joy around him, making his breath hitch for a moment.
“Let me drive for sec Angel.” Eric gripped your head in place, gently thrusting into your mouth before building up speed. You start to meet him in time with his thrusts, making his timing stutter and his back arching so much that he starts moving out of his seat. “I’m gonna lose it, you’re gonna suck it right out of me!” His hands move from your head to his neck and the headrest, holding on for dear life as his arms flex. “More! More! I’m right there, so close, sweet boy!”
The climax was enough to make him scream as his cum shot into your mouth, your tongue running wild all over him, swallowing everything he gave you. His legs squirm as you keep sucking, milking him for all he’s worth. “Oh god, please! Please, just–” Eric couldn’t even hold it together to speak.
You started to enjoy his begging, continuing to lick on his overstimulated member. “I’m begging, please!” You finally release him, making his whole body flop down into his seat as he heaved breaths to calm back down.
“I’m gonna get you back for that…” Eric groaned between breaths.
You were exhausted and ended up falling asleep on his bare thigh, listening to the rhythmic sound of his breathing
When you open your eyes, you’re in your bed again… Your phone is next to you.
“Angel, I had a pretty good dream about us.” Eric texted.
“I had a pretty good one too.”
“Oh? You did dream of me!? What did we do?”
You swallowed, thinking about your dream. “Maybe it would be better if I showed you…”
“Name a place and I’ll meet you there.”
o-oh my..
JUST WHY? x M!Reader (featuring TXT's Choi Yeonjun)
Smut / Angst / Fluff
The wind gently blows onto his skin, as they both stare at each other, the tall male looking at the girl in front of him with love written all over his face. She looks up at the male in anticipation, but judging by how he never let her out his line of sight, she knew where this was going to lead. "I like you, Sohee." The ravenette stated, Sohee slightly opens her mouth, thinking of what to say to him. The male is truly admirable and he has a good personality, but she fears that the feeling cannot be reciprocated the same way and that would hurt him the most.
"Uh, I... Yeonjun. I'm sorry." Sohee said, the male blinking his eyes several times before Yeonjun lets out an awkward chuckle, Sohee wanted to say something to make the burden seem a little less... well, a burden, but the raven haired male beats her to it.
"Oh, well. At least I got it out of my chest. Feels a little better." Yeonjun said, before he calmly gave the girl the bouquet he had in his hands, then left without uttering more of a single word. He just hopes that if she ever does find the right man for her, she is happy and contented, with the other happily being the same.
It could have ended there, right away. That could have been how the story ended. Not until he later finds out about Sohee's friend, you, who always talked about boys at any given space and time. And it just so happens that you both looked oddly similar. From the face structure down to the way you talk, it is almost as if you two are identical. Like twins. So, with his chest swelling with pride and a mind full of certainty, he easily sweeps you off your feet and you're suddenly wrapped around his finger, begging and always looking for his attention, as though you are completely deprived of it. You liked him so bad, that even the fact that you knew why he intended to date you, you still let yourself get endlessly swoon by his words.
"Fuck, yes, bitch. You suck my cock really well." Yeonjun moans out in pure pleasure, but gets a shock of electrifying shock when pain courses through his system when your teeth accidentally scrape his majestic cock. He hissed, hurt, before pulling you by the hair, making you wince, knowing your mistake. "No teeth involved, remember?" The now blonde male stated out with frustration laced in his voice. He is starting to get sick and tired of teaching you how to properly suck HIS dick, when all you have to do is just bob your head up and down, while making good use of your mouth and tongue.
You whimper in pain, like a stray puppy who has just been found in the streets, cold. "I-I'm sorry, Yeonjun. I just.. I'm still not getting the hang of giving a blowjob. I-It's my first time." You told him, which agitated the other male who smirks and scoffs at you with your lame excuse again even when this thing between you and him has been on already for like two months and yet, you never learn how to suck a dick. "I-I'm sorry, I'm a useless whore, Yeonjun." You do the honors of degrading yourself, rather than hearing the same words from him. It would be like fire and you're a moth drawn to the flame.
"Damn, right, you are. On the bed now. On all fours." Yeonjun demands, pushing you away from him as you fall to the ground with a soft thud, you groan in pain.
Nonetheless, with a hurt bum, you do as you are told and quickly place yourself on the bed with your ass bare facing towards him. He follows suit and starts positioning his cock into your hole in a haste, as if he is being chased by time or by something that's been looking for him for a long time. "W-Wait, Yeonjun." Without giving you any proper preparation, he thrusts his saliva-lubed cock into you, his size making it hard for you not to tear out in pain.
"FUUUUCCK~ At least, you have your ass to pay for your useless mouth." Yeonjun groans in pure bliss, finding it amusing that your huge ass had his cock easily slipping in. The way your hole gripped onto his dick, it is heavenly and he couldn't get rid of the thought of just destroying you and breaking your mind to the point where you don't remember anything else except his name.
Yeonjun hears you, full of pain, but he could care less. You asked for this. You knew that if you were to be his date, you'd have to let yourself submit to his needs and that's what only matters now. "Mmnh, Yeonjun. I'm in pain. It hurts." You stated, Yeonjun only rolling his eyes at how impeccable you are. Just plain pathetic.
"Hey, I'm the one who only gets the good end of the stick here. So, just shut your mouth and be a good cocksleeve." Yeonjun whispers into your ears, his words coming out like venom or a spell that entices you entirely as you gradually submit yourself to his will.
"Y-Yes, Idol. Do wh—AHH! ANNH! AH! YEONJUN!" You moaned, your tongue hanging from your mouth as lewd noise came out of it, my mind completely broken out from the pleasure that Yeonjun was giving you with each thrust, never failing to hit that bundle of nerves that got you feeling like you are in cloud nine.
"Fuck, shit. Yes! This fucking tight pussy is squeezing me tight. Are you that bitch of a slut, Y/N? Huh? Yeah, dumb bitch, that's who you are." Yeonjun knew how much of a fucker you are for degradation, which made his words come out more natural and rather casual as though he's just recreating a scene from a porn video he was just jerking off to before you came to his house for a supposed tutor session.
You let out a muffled moan, when Yeonjun starts to pick up the pace, almost like he's just vibrating in his place. "Slow—AH!!! Yeonjun!" You tried to tell him to slow down, but Yeonjun was just in it for his own pleasure and cared less about how you are doing. All that mattered was how you are making him feel the best with your ass.
"Yes, keep yelling my name, Y/N. I wanna hear you more!" Yeonjun grunted out. You knew there was no way out of this anymore.
"Idol! Too fast! I-I'm about to.. NYAH!" Your body bouncing to the rhythm of Yeonjun's hard thrusts, while the bed under you continued to creak.
Yeonjun pauses for a moment as he bends his body towards you and starts to nibble on the tiny flesh of your lobe and whispers, "Cum as hard as you can, Y/N. Cum for me."
He turned your head towards him, smashing his lips onto yours, all the while stimulating your insides with his fat cock. Your brows knit in pain, your body moving to the rhythm of his thrusts, moaning in the kiss as Idol swallows the noise with no shame. "Well, damn, you're bad at sucking, but you do know how to make a man feel great with a kiss." Yeonjun commented after he pulled away, then gripped on your hips tightly as he fastened his pace, chasing his high.
"Hmmnnh, Yeonjun. I'm about to cum." You announced to him, while the blonde dips his nails into your skin.
Yeonjun doesn't reply, but fastens his pace, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you came on the sheets and Idol inside of you. "How... How are you not, Sohee? I wish you are her." Those are the last words you hear from him, before you fell asleep in his bed.
The next day, Yeonjun is confused why you're avoiding him when you'd usually be the first to make an interaction. But, now. You're just... silent. As though, he is invisible. To the point where he tests it out by calling his friends, making him sigh in relief when they acknowledge his presence. But, right now, he's wondering why he's bothered by your actions towards him. I mean, who wouldn't? You waved at all his friends, yet you act like he isn't there. Yeonjun, angry, decides to confront you about it leaving all his friends confused, asking him where he was going, but he never answered them and chased after you.
"Are you fucking serious, Y/N?" Yeonjun starts, holding you by the arm to stop you, but you quickly remove his grip on you, only ignoring his presence as you continue to walk. "What the fuck?" Yeonjun lets out in frustration, before he catches you one more time as you turn your body towards him and pull your arm away from him. Yeonjun just groans in annoyance at how you're trying to play hard to get, but Yeonjun played the game better.
You let out a breathe through your nose as you tried your best to keep your calm down. It's hard for you, especially considering that Yeonjun is the start of all these. Why did he even decide to bother you still? You could've only just wished that he stayed away. It would have been better that way. "What do you want?" You huffed out in a calm tone.
Yeonjun puts his hands on either side of his waist, brows knitted together as he stares down at you, angry. "Finally, you're talking to me." He lets out, you look at him in disbelief. Is he being for real right now? Does he have any idea why YOU wouldn't talk to him?
"I wouldn't have if your irritating presence didn't force it out of me." You spat out catching the blonde off guard as he never expected that you would raise your voice at him, when you'd usually just talk to him with the softest voice even if it annoyed him the most all the time. Looking at the situation, Yeonjun thought that it was serious and it's killing him why you're being so moody with him.
"What the fuck did I even do to you?" Yeonjun asks, clueless of his actions and he looked pretty much genuine.
You poked the inside of your cheeks in disappointment, unable to speak in your disbelief. "What... you.. you're asking me what you did to ME? Are you serious?" You chuckled, shocked to know the truth that Yeonjun knew nothing about his treatment towards you, the only thing that made you break.
"Fuck, is it so hard to answer my question?!" Yeonjun screamed out in agitation as you kept on beating around the bush as if it was that necessary (it was) when you could just literally tell him what mistake he did and he'd just have to find some way for you to forgive him.
"Yes! It is, Yeonjun, yes!" You yelled out in the answer immediately to his question, the yellow haired male falling silent, as you puffed up your chest to prepare yourself for whatever comes out of your mouth. "I know I should have stopped the moment I was given the chance, but I let myself get controlled by you. I fucking hate myself for that, solely. What hurts the most is that I can't even blame you for what happened. Because I always thought, that all of these... it's all my fault. I put myself into this mess." You told him all in one go, the painful ache in your chest is finally dissipating, but small fragments of it remained, lingering.
You both stayed silent for a while, looking at each other. Even Yeonjun isn't able to open his mouth to form words. The silence was deafening, enough to make you both feel a little uncomfortable, until you decided to break the ice. "I wish I was just like you." You said with a sob, sniffing whilst you didn't even bother to wipe the tears that fell from your eyes, letting them flow nonstop. "I've always wished I was someone else. I've always wondered what it would be like to be in someone else's shoes." You told him, a broken smile forming on your lips, Yeonjun's brows knitting together as he tried to keep himself composed.
"I know it won't be easy to convince you, considering your record going on around the school, I—" As you are about to add something else to your sentence, Yeonjun decides to catch you off upon what he heard from you.
"What record?" Yeonjun questions, as you shook your head in annoyance knowing you fucked up again because of a slip of your tongue. "What record, Y/N?" He sounded rather demanding, than asking calmly as though he can get his way with just his frightening demeanor, which always worked on you.
"No, Yeonjun. I—" He grabs you by the collar of your uniform and pushes you towards the wall, hitting your back in the process.
"WHAT RECORD, Y/N?" He yells into your face, while you cover yourself out of fear that he'll eat you alive.
"STOP! YEONJUN, YOU'RE SCARING ME!" You screamed out in fear as you started to cry loudly in place. Yeonjun was shocked to see real fear written all over your eyes as though he is a monster, the ones you'd see in your nightmares every night. Yeonjun gulps, nervous before he lets go of you, your feet back down to the ground as your voice hitches. "Yeonjun, please, I.. just.." You walk away, wiping your eyes, before you eventually resort to running.
For months, all Yeonjun could ever think of is the last interaction he had with you. It left a tiny imprint in one portion of his brain and it never left him at all, always never at ease. He could have never thought that he is capable of hurting you or anyone at all in that matter. It's as if, just because of his broken ego, he changed for what he thought would be best for himself and unconsciously turned into a selfish fellow who wanted nothing more than his ways to be paved. What have he done?
He lets out a loud sigh, his friend, Soobin noticing the long face from the moment they entered the cafeteria until the last period of their classes. "You alright there, bud? You seem to have a lot going on inside your head." Soobin asked while flipping through the pages of his book, Yeonjun shaking his head in answer, banging his head on the table. "Careful."
"Soobin, let me ask you a question." Yeonjun starts, the taller male humming in reply as to suggest that he can carry on with whatever question Yeonjun had for him. "Have I... changed? Am I mean? Am I easily enraged?" Yeonjun asked out of curiosity. He wanted to learn whether his actions towards you was obvious to others or was he only purposely hurting you or was it only you that he was hurting.
Soobin thinks for a while, closing his book before he nods his head honestly, putting his book back inside his bag. "I mean, no and yes. No, you're not mean TO others, but to Y/N, yes. You are the meanest towards him." Soobin said, Yeonjun listened carefully to the words that came from the younger's mouth. "We don't exactly know when and why you suddenly became such a brute towards the poor fellow. You never even told us about the deal you had with the guy until he told us." Soobin said, Yeonjun nod his head, understanding.
"So, he told you." Yeonjun mutters under his breath, then sighs with a heavy heart. Only because you reminded him of Sohee, he let it all out on you. He didn't even think straight when he was with you, he just seemed to be always filled with wrath whenever he saw you, but the reason? He didn't know.
If he is being honest, there was not a single time where he didn't pity you. It looked like you were his newly adopted pet dog who's always looking for fun and attention. It was only all of those things that you asked for, but he took advantage of it and got his way with you just for his own benefits. Sometimes, when you come to school talking to your friends about a failed exam, he can't help himself, but dread that look on your face. If he didn't let his pride get to his head, he could have done something to help you. You have no idea how much he wanted to turn back time and just correct all of his mistakes.
Yeonjun groans, slamming his head on his desk once again. "Fuck." Soobin scoffs at Yeonjun while shaking his head.
You just finished exchanging laughs with your friends, starting to walk your way back home with a few books you couldn't fit inside your bag, in your arms, carrying it tightly so they don't fall. You were humming to a tune you used to listen back to in the past, until a rather raspy voice starts from behind you. "Y/N?" You stopped in your steps and turned around to look at the direction of the voice only to see Yeonjun jogging his way towards you. You take a few steps back, afraid. "Don't worry, I—"
"Yeonjun, please. These past few months have been peaceful for me. Without you. Don't take it away from me." You cut him off through his sentence, not wanting to hear anything from him, but somewhere deep inside you wanted to hear what he has to say.
"No, I... I came to apologize, Y/N. I was a jerk. I was a douche. I know I was hurting you, but still I kept on going. I never realized how you'd feel until now. It's too much to ask, but can you forgive—" You let out a sigh, Yeonjun having to stop himself from talking. What was the sigh for?
"I-It's fine, Yeonjun." You stammered. If there is one thing you actually dislike, it's seeing people degrade their own selves and their worth. You went through a lot with yourself questioning your self-worth, only because other people couldn't appreciate how far you've gone and acknowledge the achievements you've made. You don't want anybody else going through the same pain as you. "You were broken, I forced myself towards you and it led to all the mishaps in our lives. We both made mistakes. It's good enough that we're trying to make up for it." You told him with a small smile riding on your lips, Yeonjun's heart melting at your kindness.
"Y/N..." Yeonjun lets out, almost as if he is out of breath, not many words to form what he is feeling right now.
"I'm serious." You stated to him, the taller male's brows furrowed in guilt. He had never met someone that is as kind as you. You're the literal epitome of the word and entity 'angel. Like you're a person sent from the heavens. "Don't worry about a single thing, Yeonjun. It was all in the past. The present is different. We can make a new start."
Yeonjun brushes his hair back, whilst putting all his weight on one foot, sighing through the holes of his nose. "You're too kind. It feels like I don't deserve your forgiveness." He said, making you laugh softly, looking up at him with a genuine smile suggesting that you are serious with what you said.
"I hold no grudges. You're just lucky enough I was the one you messed with. Who knows what would happen if I wasn't? You'd probably be on the news with your body found inside a barrel, guts inside out." You started a joke, watching as Yeonjun's skin turned pale, your smile growing wider at his reaction.
"Now, you're just scaring me." Yeonjun caught up, but he still looked a little white, which made you laugh really loud internally.
You replied with a soft chuckle, punching the side of Yeonjun's arm playfully, to which Yeonjun dramatically reacted with a wince. As expected by him. The school's famous drama king. You shrugged your shoulders with a smirk. "Hm, well." You commented.
"The pleasure is all mine."
You both look at each other's eyes for a good minute, before Yeonjun gives you a soft smile. "Thank you, Y/N." Yeonjun said, as you nod your head in reply. Maybe, just maybe, it was the right decision to have listened to what Yeonjun has to say. Besides, a talk never hurts anyone. Unless, of course, there are punches involved, which rarely happens.
MANAGER'S PURPOSE (featuring Actor Keita Machida)
Fluff
If you could only split your own body into a few pieces or maybe hoped that you could clone yourself just to accommodate these complaints coming from all the guests who had just checked in the hotel, stating that they had already reserved and booked a room a month ago, you'd probably not be in your place right now. Standing while you tried to hold back the tears, attempting to do your best to answer their questions all at once. But, it isn't easy. It feels like you are being burdened by all the problems and blaming you for no known reason, all you felt was stress and pressure.
As fast as you can, you work your fingers on the PMS to check if there are any available rooms, but there are none, to your dismay which only pushes your tears closer to the edge. "I have been standing here since this morning, having been told to wait for a room to be vacated and in comes a group of school teenagers, you immediately give them a room? Ridiculous." A woman of two sons complains, before another comes, seated from a chair as they deliver their issue.
"Is this what being a professional is? You must be a new employee, do you even know who I am?" She asks you and meekly, you shake your head 'no' in reply, your own voice caught inside your throat. She scoffs upon seeing your answer. "Figures. Now, I want to be right inside my room, now. The Deluxe Suite at the topmost part of the building. I need whoever is booked there to step out of MY room." She states, with an accent that you could tell she's faking, but you only nod your head, sniffling all the while, still holding back yourself from crying.
"This is getting out of hand. I demand to speak with the manager! Now!" Another guest voices out their anger and slams a fist on the table, everyone else gathered around in the lobby agreeing, as you could no longer contain it, but told yourself to keep it professional.
The sound of shoes clacking and a voice speaking in a different language, whilst walking side by side with a corporate sponsor grabs your attention as you turn your head towards its direction, just in time for Keita to step into what is happening at the lobby. Realizing that the complaints about noises was the commotion going on here, he turns his head to look at you, his heart sinking when he sees the tears you held back in your eyes, looking like a dejected puppy who got left at a pet adoption center.
As he is the manager, he decides to solve the matter at hand himself, smiling at the person who stood beside him and signed the papers, whilst giving them a bow out of courtesy. He steps into the scene and immediately, the noise becomes louder, as though they are trying to compete who's got the loudest voice. "Thank heavens, you're here. Now, can you please tell this new employee of yours that I need to be in my room right now and I need a rest." The same woman who claims themselves entitled spoke, Keita giving her a smile.
"Pardon my short comings, but I would like to ask once more for the problem at hand." He gently spoke, taking the woman off guard. Nonetheless, flipped her hair with a smirk and purposely let her heels clack on the floor tiles.
"Well, you see, I've been a frequent customer here in the place and I can't seem to help, but be bothered upon hearing the words by this mongrel, sayi—" The woman is abruptly stopped by the man, who still wore a sweet smile on his face as he spoke.
"I'd be glad if you went straight to the point, miss." Keita suggested, the woman's eye twitching in annoyance. He is quite irritated at what he heard from the lady's mouth. It's just absurd and immature. "And please, refrain from calling our employees names. If there's a more important matter I value more, it's the moral of my team."
The woman scoffs and crosses her arms. "Why don't you go ask your employee what the problem is then?" Keita just does what he is told and you tell him what happened, sniffing. "Well?"
"Yes, ma'am. Checking the system it is clear that the room you would like to purchase is unavailable. Which means to say, that you are not to receive an accommodation, unless there is a glitch in the system and you've reserved the room beforehand. Have you?" Keita handles the woman with ease, as you only stare at him in awe at how he tries to stay calm even when it is clear that his blood is boiling hotter than a fiery sea in summer. The woman remains silent and smacks her lips. "Then, the case is closed and the problem has been resolved. Besides, we have no space for rude customers."
The woman groans in anger and stomps her way out of the place, whilst Keita waves his hand at her back. He moves towards the other groups who suddenly went silent upon making contact with his eyes. Warmly, he smiles and asks, "Will there be any more complaints about room booking?" Although his face had the shape of an angel, the way his word came out of his mouth was like venom. This left the rest of the group to move along their way and find another hotel to stay in for their vacation.
Keita lets out a sigh and turns to look at you, your head hanging low, your ears dropping, almost like a dejected puppy after not being allowed to dance in the mud. His heart softens, approaching you to give you a tight hug before you burst into tears and pull the man closer to you by his suit. "There, there, Y/N. Sorry, I am a little late." He told you, as you shook your head, saying that it wasn't his fault.
"No, I should be the one sorry. I couldn't handle the problem right away." You replied to him, Keita giving you a sigh as he caressed the back of your head in an attempt to calm you down, which seemed to be helpful, soon as your sobs started to die down. Keita is relieved that he was of help in the situation. He is just in shock that he ever got to see tears in your eyes, when it is literally unusual to see you cry. "I-I've calmed down, now." You tell him, Keita putting on a wide smile as he gently sits you down on a chair, then proceeds to get on the phone to call for a shift in your stead.
When he's satisfied, he puts down the call and kneels down on one knee, an unconscious pout forming on your lips, as Keita holds your hand. "Don't worry about a thing, Y/N. I called in for a substitute for your shift. What happened earlier is not suitable and ethical to an employee. You need a rest." He said, you nod your head in reply, your beautiful H/C locks bouncing gracefully. "Alright, let's get you something sweet to eat. What do you want? A dessert? Cake, Ice cream?" Hearing those options from the taller man, your tummy rumbles out of hunger, considering that you haven't eaten since this morning trying to help the guests with their problems.
"I.. I want to get lunch." You replied, Keita chuckling happily at your reply.
"Then, lunch it is."
idk how to ask you for a fic, but cld you pls write a smut for kim hanbin, the ksoloist??🫣🫣 anything you want.
also i js read the actor mackenyu(i hope i slept his name right) fic, nd oh.my.god. its so good🫨
just for clarification, by kim hanbin you mean, B.I, right? or is there any kim hanbin i should know about?
I FOUND OUT A SECRET x M!Reader (featuring Ahn Jiwon from BJ Alex)
Smut
As Jiwon finishes signing the documents needed for the upcoming event in the school, he takes his prescribed glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, massaging it for a bit. He lets out an exhausted sigh, knowing his job still isn't done and yet still jas to take a quick visit to the library to do a few research on a textbook he is looking for, but unfortunately unavailable on local stores. If there were he wouldn't have settled frequently visiting the library for almost a month for just that specific reasons. Either way he has an image and reputation to uphold, so maybe being seen in libraries doing a little study helps a little.
He starts to pack his things, before hitching it over his shoulder and begin making his wy to the library after locking the Student Council's office. Then, as he turns around to walk his way to his destination, he gets a sudden fright when he saw a boy standing right in front of him. He examines the male's face for a short while and realizes that it was just you, L/N M/N. The weird boy who always pops out of nowhere and scare the living shit out of everybody. "Oh, you, again. What do you want?" You just stare at him dead in the eyes and pointed at the door behind him.
"I left my bag inside. In case you forgot, just like you and the others do per usual, I am the SC Vice President." You told him and Jiwon opens his mouth to say something, but refuses to say anything and just gave you the key to the office and sighed. "Thank you. Don't worry. The key's safe with me and I'll lock the door right after I get my bag. You can go on ahead to wherever you're off to." You stated while unlicking the office's door and entering as it opens, leaving Jiwon a little skeptical. Nonetheless, he clicks his tongue and continue moving towards the library.
Upon arriving, he is glad that the library is almost empty, weren't for the librarian who had kept her eyes on Jiwon, suspiciously. It only took one smile from the male and the woman is reassured of his presence and knows he isn't a threat, letting him continue inside. He bows slightly out of courtesy and proceeds to one of the computers that's found at the heart of the library.
He sighs once he's settled in a seat and opens the internet accessor and types in on the search bar of what he intended to find, but he pauses when something odd caught his eyes. It was a recent search. A gay porn. Jiwon flinches and covers his mouth with a gasp. 'Who... who would have the guts to search this up in a PUBLIC library computer?'
Jiwon shakes his head and just shrugs it off. He lets out a sigh and continues searching up what he needs, but the more he tries not to think about it, the more he is haunted by what he discovered. He pokes the inside of his cheeks, before standing up and closing the website, moving towards the librarian to 'inquire'.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" Jiwon asks for the woman's attention who looks up at him and hums in response, the male smiling. "I would like to ask if you know or saw the last student using the computer at cubicle 4? He... uh, seemed to have left an item unattended." He tried to come up with an excuse. It was effective though, the librarian was buying it, but not exactly with the reaction Jiwon wanted.
"Is that so? You can leave it here, then. I'm certain that the student frequents this place, so he'll probably come back tomorrow." She said, but Jiwon needed to know who was behind those inappropriate search history.
Jiwon smiles. "Please, I don't want the students to burden you because of their carelessness. I'd be glad to have it sent back to him myself." The woman looks at him for a moment, examining if he had any ill intentions (which in this case he has), thinking he wasn't any type of trouble, the woman nods her head in confirmation.
"I personally don't know the student's name, but he is about a foot smaller than you, black hair and has a slimmer figure. He always carries his water bottle in his hand. Oh, and he has a dolphin keychain in his bag." She said.
"Thank you, ma'am."
Jiwon was on a hunt. Everyone seemed to fit the description of the woman, but they all missed one detail. The dolphin keychain. As he sat, already thinking of giving up, he suddenly catches the sight of a certain grey and white dolphin keychain, his body unconsciously making its way towards the owner. The taller male reaches his hand out, placing it down on their shoulder, which takes the person's attention. They turn around to face Jiwon only to realize that it was the SC Vice-President, his right hand, you. L/N M/N. "What is it?" You deadpanned, but Jiwon could only look at you with shock on his face. Your brows are knitted together, confused. "Why are you making a face like that?" You asked him, but Jiwon stayed the same.
"It really is... you." Jiwon whispers. You opt to ask him what he was on about, but the built man pulls you by the wrist and takes you somewhere inside the campus, where it is secluded and no one dares to pass by. "I can't believe it."
"Jiwon, what the fuck? I'm going to be late. Let go of my hand right now." You demanded, but his grip only tightened, making you wince in pain. "Jiwon, seriously. My class is on the other side of the campus. Can you stop if you're planning to make a fool out of me again?" You told him, finally Jiwon was halting.
Jiwon just stands there, as you feel your blood start to boil. "Hey," You called out to him, grabbing him by the arm, as you force him to turn around to face you, but you only become surprised when you see the obvious tent on his pants, pulling your hand away from him immediately like he is some kind of disease. "What the fuck?!"
"I-I'm sorry, okay? It's human nature." Jiwon stammered, a little surprised that it was your first time hearing him hesitate to say something when he'd usually be prompt and straight to the point. He always had his ideas organized in his head, so it was a wonder why he'd stumble through his words.
"No, Jiwon. You're just a fucking pervert." You glared at him, pulling your bag over your shoulder and started to make your leave, but the following words that came from the ravenette's mouth made you stop.
"I wouldn't be leaving immediately if someone I know knew about what's filing up my search history." Jiwon said with a smirk on his face, crossing his arms as you snapped your head towards him. "It's funny how you think of me as a perverted person, when you're the one who went your own way to search inappropriate videos online." Jiwon sounded smart, making you gulp, trying to come up with an excuse.
"What are you talking about?" You asked him, brows furrowing. "I didn't look up anything inappropriate on the library computer." You told him, Jiwon darkly chuckles at your quick reply, as he slowly advances towards you, before he freezes you in place with both his hands on either side of your shoulders. His eyes were wide and manic as if he was going crazy.
"I never told you where, didn't I?" Your slip of tongue catches you in the act, leaving you to only look up at him in guilt, as though a deer caught in headlight. "Now, if you do as I say, none of my discoveries will be spread in public. You're lucky it was I who fo—" You decide to cut him off his cocky remarks with a punch on the face, tears starting to well up in your eyes. Jiwon is pushed backward by the hit, his hold on you now gone.
You look at him, disgusted. "You are a useless piece of shit. Using everyone's weaknesses to your advantage." Hearing this, Jiwon snaps and rushes up to you, holding you by the flesh of your cheeks tightly, causing you to whimper and cry out in pain. You tried to get away from him, but he was too strong.
"I'd rather behave, if I were you." Jiwon sneered, hissing almost like a snake. "Be a fucking good boy and follow what I command of you." He pushes you down to the ground, as tears fall down to your cheeks.
"Yes, Jiwon." You quietly replied.
The meeting starts, online, with Jiwon, being the president, disseminating information to the other officers and asking for plans or ideas for the event they are to hold. "Hmm, I was kind of thinking of a white and khaki themed event, kinda like a Boho theme." The SC secretary suggested, Jiwon nodding his head in understanding. As the secretary was about to ask for something, he seemed to have noticed the Vice President's absence. The secretary wanted to give his question for your opinion, since you had a lot of ideas, but you aren't around. "Hey, prez. Vice P isn't here. I just noticed. Was he informed?" He asked.
Jiwon's lips curl up into a smirk and laugh softly. "Yes, I was just with him. I had to let him run an errand in my stead, since I had to conduct this very important meeting." Jiwon answered, before, without even looking, starts caressing your beautiful face under the table, with your lips perfectly wrapped around his cock. "Don't worry. I'll let him know about this." He said, the secretary, buying his made-up story.
Once the virtual meeting ended, Jiwon let out a sigh, rolling his eyes in frustration, looking down at you, your tears falling from your eyes. You tried to say something, but your cock filled mouth never enabled you to speak. "Fucking bitch. If you wanna satisfy a man, learn how to properly suck a cock. You should have known that by now." He snarled, looking at you angrily. He had been so pent up, that he thought when he found the chance he'd finally feel the feeling of pure bliss again.
You could only sob, your hands bound together behind your back, with a leash around your neck. Too unfortunate, hearing your cries only riled the male up even more, as he grabs a fistful of your hair and stares you down. "How about I give you a lesson? Wouldn't that interest you?" That was all you needed to hear to realize that you are doomed, your eyes widening in fear, attempting to get away from him, but he suddenly buries his fat cock inside your mouth and reaches up to the depths of your throat as you let out a gagged gasp. "Ah, fuck. Yes, that's the spot. Next time, I won't be going easy on you." Jiwon whispered, then started slowly thrusting his thick rod inside your mouth whilst you only gave into his needs.
"Hmm, ahh. Fuck, Y/N. I should have just fucked your mouth a long time ago. This is heaven." He moaned, Jiwon looking down at you only to realize that you had your eyes on him, Jiwon losing his smile, pausing and engulfed in your round orbs. Out of nowhere, Jiwon roughly fucks your mouth at a fast pace, shocking you as you tried to get accustomed to his haste, but you couldn't. Not a minute long, you could feel his cock start to swell up in your mouth. "Fuck, you don't know what your face had done to me." He said. Jiwon looks down at you, your eyes closed tightly trying to get used to how fast he is going. "Ha, fuck. I'm cumming, Y/N. I want you to take all of it." You listened, nodding your head.
With a few more thrusts, he stills with his cock buried deep inside your throat and finishes, forcing you to take all his seeds, gulping down every last drop. Jiwon sighs in satisfaction. "Shit... never felt this good for a month. You're such a good pet, Y/N." Jiwon smirks. He pulls out from inside your mouth, stumbling towards him with a smile on your face. "Hmm, you're smiling. Hadn't known any better you—"
"I did." You said, all lost in lust, head clouded with pleasure. "It's my fantasy to be cocked down by you, Jiwon. You don't know how happy I am." Hearing this, Jiwon is slightly shocked, but he expected it. He always had the feeling you had something going on in your chest for him.
"Well, I guess, stopping here is a little sad, don't you think?" Jiwon rhetorically asked, as you pursed your lips and nodded your head meekly. "You just got a whole lot of fun, Y/N."
can anyone give me a suggestion of who to write for in the next fic?
my fingers are itching to write more smut, but fluff? WAYY BETTER
reader getting absolutely destroyed by gojo, toji, getou, and nanami😇
A SEX FEST x M!Reader (featuring Getou, Gojo, Toji)
Smut
As the phone rang that was seated on top of the table, Gojo whistles to a tune he created on the spot as he picked up the phone and placed the it near his ear. "Hello~ This is Gojo speaking." He spoke in a singy-song voice as a light chuckle moves past his lips.
"Oh, Mr. Gojo, good morning. I would like to ask if Y/N is with you? He told me that he would be there at your house for a very important tutor lesson." A boy's voice spoke from the other end of the line as Gojo begins to play with the telephone's cable, twirling it around his finger.
One side of Gojo's lips move upward upon hearing your name, as he kept his composure and spoke as poised as he can, being known as one of the most prim and proper teacher in their school. "Yes, he is." He replied, eyeing the scene unfolding on his bed through the side of his eyes.
"Oh, can I have him over the phone please? I would just like to talk to him about something." The male spoke, Gojo's smirk just growing wider, if possible.
Gojo pops his tongue and replies with sinister laced in his voice. "Of course, give me a minute."
He passes the phone over to you, whilst you covered your mouth trying to restrict any sound of sex satisfied noise from ever coming out of your mouth as Toji holds you down in place like you are some kind of sex toy or fleshlight, drilling his cock in you roughly. "R-Ryuuji? What is it?" You tried to answer the phone with all the strength left in you, but you accidentally drop the phone as Toji pulls your body back towards him, Gojo getting the phone from where it fell and ends the call after telling your brother that you are busy. "F-Fuck, yes, sir. Fuck me, fuck me good!" You moaned out, rolling your eyes to the back of your head, your eyes hanging out of your mouth in pure bliss.
"Huu, yes, kiddo. I'll fucking give you what you want." Toji groans out, gritting his teeth as he fastened his pace, his strong arms holding you in place, your own strengh nothing compared to his, letting yourself just melt into lust and left your body to be used at his own advantage. "That's what I love about you, kid. You're a really good cum dumpster." He degrades you, the word enough to drive you crazy as you felt a very familiar coil in your stomach.
"S-Sir! AH, FUCK! NNGGH! I'M CUMMING!!" You let out, holding onto the adult male's biceps, but your pleasure is not long lived when you feel something wrap around the base of your cock, making you whimper as your climax got rejected. "N-No! NNYAH!" You moan in pleasure, but the noises was too much for Getou that he pulls your head by your hair and inserts his fat dick in your mouth to cover the irritating sounds coming out of your mouth.
"Didn't actually perceive you as a person who likes noisy bitches like this slut, Toji." Getou comments as the male starts to fuck your mouth without even giving you a proper warning, holding onto your throat with one hand. "Hm, fuck. Well, I say this one's a little different. Bitch knows how to use his mouth." He said, howling in pleasure when you start twirling your tongue around his thick rod. Getou pushes his head back, letting Toji's thrusts be a moderator to your head sucking his cock.
"Careful boys. I still haven't had my turn yet." Gojo stated, pushing down the glasses he had on a little as he smirks, finding your fucked up state a total turn on. It is as though you are purposely seducing him, which you are. You tap on Getou's thigh to signal him that you wanted to say something, the male groaning in annoyance as he pulled out.
"S-Sir Gojo, my ass still feels empty even w-with sir Toji's cock in me." You said, which made Toji stop his movements, his pride being stepped on at your words. He lets out a dark chuckle, dropping his head low. "Please, fill me up, sir Go—AAH!" You're cut through your words when Toji suddenly starts fucking you roughly, practically just vibrating in your place.
"You fucking slut! You could have just asked Gojo, not say shitty words and hurt my ego." Toji grunted in anger, using you to let his frustration out. I mean you are the reason he is angry right now, so you basically deserved getting your brain completely fucked out.
Gojo stifles a laugh before he joins you, Getou, and Toji in bed. "Don't worry, hon. We'll have our own little fun time once they're done with you." Gojo smirks, before he got out of the bed and moves towards his own room, leaving you to be a mess with his co-teachers.
This might be like idk but imma just say it
Imagine your group had an interview with ZB1 but like, how do I say this.
After the shooting, you were going to the bathroom while Hanbin was going back to their waiting room. Coincidentally, being way too focused with your phones as you were carrying some books to give it your member's younger brother on the way, you bumped into each other, the books falling and he was helping you. After helping you, you thanked at him and made eye contact which took longer than expected since you both were enjoying each other visuals and somehow, (I'll choose him) Jiwoong is filming some behind the scenes of this shooting and he didn't notice that he recorded your kdrama scene. Now, the scene went viral to the whole Kpop world and became the talk, lots of edits and love have been roaming around it.
I don't know how to say it since I don't even know how could be this imagine can be made into the story. I'm sorry😭😭😭 but it's just a random thought.
okay,, what?? THIS IS CUTEEE?!?! i'll get into it right awayy
HERE YOU GOO ANONN (CLICK HERE)
A MOMENT TO NEVER FORGET x M!Reader (featuring ZB1's Sung Hanbin)
Fluff
Once the lights dim and the cameras are turned off, both groups stood up to bow out of courtesy to the interviewer and the rest of the production team, while the boys are requested to prepare, do some retouch for the next segment of the session. While smiling and bowing to every person you see, your leader comes up to you and pokes your waist teasingly making you flinch away as it tickled you. "And you said it was your first time. You looked so professional!" Jinhyuk, the team leader, stated out as you smirked playfully at him.
"You're just saying that so I don't feel bad." You said and looked over at the other group who's starting to leave the set, indicating that you and your members must now leave as well. "Anyways, I gotta go grab something in the van. See you guys in a bit." You permitted before you wave them goodbye and you went off to your destination.
Meanwhile, on the other hand, ZeroBase1 or simply ZB1 are exchanging laughter as one of the group's member, Lee Taerae start his endless saga of teasing their leader, Sung Hanbin who just simply looks at the younger with an embarrassed look, starting to think if he regrets the past or was it worth the shot. Hanbin shakes his head disapprovingly and just casually pats Taerae at the back and tells the group that he just needs to head to the comfort room for a minute.
Finally, with the books you promised to give to Sujin's younger brother, you make your way back inside, but decided to take a quick visit to the comfort room en route. Your bladder seems to be full from all the water binging right before the shoot since you were feeling anxious and nervous. Well, your group members were to blame. They kept on pressuring you and telling you that interviews are scary and usually and up destroying a person's image. They're not entirely wrong, but as you are just a newbie, basically a new addition to the team, you can't help, but think about the well-built reputation of the group.
You let out a sigh, hearing your phone buzz in your pockets. You pitched it out and checked to see that you received a message from Yunhyeok, the group's main vocalist and your second mother, since he always looked after you and gave you the treatment of a real mother, just like the one you've lost.
Without pausing for a while to stop and check your phone, a well thought, you choose to finish your way back giggling at Yunhyeok's messages. So focused on your device that you never saw the crisis coming your way, unfortunately the other male seemed to be looking pretty busy on his phone as well, not until you bumped into the taller figure causing you to drop all the books you were carrying. "Oh, my. I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was looki—I mean going." A rather deeper voice started, as you shake your head and insisted that it was your fault.
"That's fine, uh," You trail off, looking up to see that it was one of the ZB1 boys who was very welcoming when your group arrived later than them. "Oh, Hanbin, was it?" You asked him, while you knelt down on one knee to pick up what you've dropped.
Instinctively, Hanbin helps you in picking up the books, stacking them up in one arm. "Yes, and you are... Yunhyeok?" He asked you, while you smiled and shook your head softly. "Damn it. Sorry, I'm not very much known for remembering names." Hanbin said, hearing you stifle a laugh which caused a smile to appear on the ravenette's face.
After a second, you stood up with the books in your arms, Hanbin holding onto a few, since it looked like it would be a little too heavy if you were to carry all of it. Suddenly, just when you are about to give your grateful remarks to the male for his help, you are entranced by his ethereal beauty that stood out more in the light, you didn't even realize that you started staring at him.
On the other hand, Hanbin had his eyes on you, finding you cute and adorable. It was as if some kind of spirit is pushing him to just hold your hand and take you to another world. You looked so vulnerable, yet strong both at the same time. Something inside him was threatening to come out and it told him to just keep you and take care of you for the rest of eternity.
"I didn't know I was going to be filming some kind of K-Drama scene." You both snap awake from your daze and see Jiwoong who held a camera, catching all of the situations on camera. Hanbin rolls his eyes and bows at you, before he takes him and himself back to their waiting area, completely forgetting about the books who had in his arms. He ran back to you, giving you the books he was carrying and apologized.
"Hmm.." You spoke to yourself, smiling from ear to ear. After that unforgettable encounter, you finish your way back to the waiting room, forgotten about your full bladder.
The next morning, you awoke to the sound of your members voices calling out your name. You immediately got out of your bed and ran to the living room where the rest of the members are. "What? What?" You asked them anxiously. As soon as you get there, Jinhyuk goes up to you and shows you a TikTok video about you and... your encounter with Hanbin.
Your eyes widened, taking the phone from his hand and viewed the caption and comments.
'OMG, SOMEONE FINALLY WON!'
'AND THE WINNER IS!!'
'my poor poor heart can't —'
And all sorts, as you covered your mouth and a blush formed on your cheeks. "Explain, Y/N." You just smiled and nudged the other male, while the rest of the group started to tease you. Well, that was quite an impression.
