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나에게 들어와요 맘속에서 빛나요 “come into me shine in my heart — stars and raindrops by seungmin
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NECKLACE
Bangchan x reader (smut)
synopsis: another bubble video from Chris—it was routine by now. but ever since you first watched it, you couldn't get that necklace out of your head, and the thoughts you had were a little outside the norm, even for you. (2,9k words)
warnings: unprotected sex; oral sex (f!receiving); dry humping; lots of edging; teasing; praising; nipple play; overstimulation
author’s note: unless he stops posting videos on bubble, I won’t stop writing about them, never.
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For about ten minutes now, you’ve been fixated on the video Chris sent on Bubble. With your breath hitching and your lips parted, you took him in piece by piece: the upward glance he gave each time, the flex of his biceps, the way his chest swelled… and then there was the necklace.
You hadn't expected it to affect you this much, but the anticipation of him arriving and what you’d do together had completely taken over. So many thoughts were flooding your mind that—
“I’m home, baby.” Hearing the door close followed by Chris’s voice, you quickly swiped out of the video and bolted upright from the couch.
“Hey, babe.” With a soft smile playing on your lips, you masked your anticipation. You closed the gap between you to press a lingering kiss to his lips.
Chris returned the kiss, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you in. When he pulled away just enough to see your face, he tilted his head slightly, a smirk tugging at his lips. “What’s with that look?”
You just shrugged, blinking up at him through your lashes while your gaze drifted back to his necklace—the one that had been stuck in your head all day, sparking thoughts that were anything but innocent. “Nothing…” You managed, forcing your gaze back to his face, but it was too late—Chris had clearly caught on that something was up.
Chris let out a low chuckle and shook his head slowly. “C’mon, spill it. What’s on your mind?”
You let out a deep sigh, unable to stop yourself from smiling as you looped your fingers around his chain to pull him closer. “You really haven’t gotten tired of posting those videos on Bubble, have you?”
Chris raised a brow, giving you a look of mock surprise. “What have you cooked up in your mind this time? Let’s hear it.”
Instead of answering, you crashed your lips against his. You felt him gasp into the kiss before his arms hooked around your waist, pulling you in. “That damn necklace has been torturing me all day…” You murmured against his lips as you started backing him toward the bedroom.
He pulled back just an inch to breathe, a soft laugh escaping him. “You’re insane.” He said, shaking his head slightly before returning to the kiss.
His hands tightened their grip on your waist, his mouth slanted over yours again and again, hungrier each time, until you’re making him stumble backward under the sheer force of you. He spins you around, guiding you with a control that makes your breath hitch, and when your knees hit the edge of the bed, you collapse onto the mattress, breathless.
He doesn’t stop kissing you as his body follows yours down, hovering above you, caging you in. The weight of him doesn’t touch you fully, but it’s close enough that you feel his heat radiating through the fabric of his tank top, the ridges of his muscles shifting with every move.
His lips move over yours with a rougher edge now, pressing harder, deeper, like he’s determined to fulfill your dreams. The cool scrape of his necklace teases you at every angle, sending sparks down your spine, and every time you gasp for air, he seizes the chance to taste you deeper, his tongue stroking yours with maddening precision.
Your hands instinctively fly up, fingers tangling in his necklace, and you grip his shoulders, dragging him closer. He smirks against your mouth, knowing exactly what that means.
“Want me to lose the necklace?” He asked between kisses with a knowing grin, clearly aware of the answer before the words even left his mouth.
“No, no—absolutely not.” You shook your head rapidly, your fingers curling tighter around the chain.
That smirk of his grows slow, dangerous. “You’re driving me crazy…” He murmurs, his voice low, taunting, and his chest heaving against yours.
He captures your bottom lip gently between his teeth, his hands roaming over yours possessively. His fingers hook into the thin straps of your top, playing with them teasingly. The kiss turns hungry, passionate. His other hand slides up your thigh, getting closer to the sensitive area between your legs.
His thumb traces the edge of the thin fabric of your shorts before leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder.
And then he plants his mouth on your neck and sucks softly, full lips flush with your heated skin, which pulls a gasp from you and sends shivers down your spine. His lips and tongue leave gentle marks as he trails kisses down to your collarbone. His hands slide up your sides, thumbs brushing against the undersides of your breasts through the soft fabric.
When you gasp, he smirks against your skin before biting down gently on that sensitive spot just below your ear. His hands slowly push the straps of your top down, baring your breasts to his hungry gaze.
He pulls back, his lips shining with saliva, groaning before pressing his face in between your soft mounds, his hands gripping your hips, grinding his against you.
He inhales deeply like he’s trying to breathe you in. His hands squeeze your hips possessively, grinding his hardness against you.
He presses kisses to the valley between your breasts, looks up at you, his pupils dilated with desire. “You’re perfect… Gosh.”
You look down at him. “Chris… please.” You say breathlessly, tangling your fingers in his hair lightly.
“Please what?” He asks, eyes locked on yours as he switches his attention to the other breast, sucking harder this time as his hands tighten their hold on your hips.
You can feel exactly how hard he is as he grinds against you—thick and straining against his pants.
Your hips lifting to meet his, moaning as your back arches off of the bed, hands tugging at his curls. “I-I need you… Chris, please—“
He groans against your breast, and without waiting any further he takes your top off following with his; grinding against your hips, the friction is delicious, his thick length sliding between your folds even through the fabric of his pants and your soaked shorts. He wraps his lips around your nipple again, sucking hard as his teeth graze the sensitive bud.
His fingers curl under the waistband of your shorts and slide them down your legs along with your panties. He kisses your thighs as he slides the drenched fabric down before throwing it to the side, eyes locked on the wet flesh before him.
His eyes darken as he takes in the sight of you lying before him—legs spread open for him. He kisses a path up your inner thighs, his hands pushing your legs further apart to give him better access.
The first swipe of his tongue is slow, deliberate, tracing the seam of your folds as if he’s savoring the taste. “Fuck, Chris—“ You breathe, your thighs instinctively clenching around his head, but Chris only smirks against you, his tongue pressing deeper.
The sight alone makes your head spin—Chris on his knees between your thighs, broad shoulders spread against the mattress, his mouth buried in your wetness while his chain dangles with every drag of his tongue. When his eyes lift to meet yours, it feels like the air gets knocked out of your lungs.
You can’t look away. He’s watching you as he eats you out, watching every twitch, every gasp, every desperate shift of your hips. His lips glisten with your arousal, the silver chain catching the light each time he drags his tongue across your swollen clit.
“Oh, God—“
The moan that breaks from your throat seems to fuel him. His tongue moves faster, his mouth gets greedier, and when the overwhelming pleasure makes you grab at his hair, tugging hard, he groans into your cunt like he can die happily at the moment. The vibration sends another shockwave through you, your hips bucking against his face.
He doesn’t relent. If anything, he doubles down, one hand pinning your thigh open while the other presses hard against your hip to hold you in place. His tongue works you in slow, devastating strokes one second and rapid, precise flicks the next, always bringing you right to the edge before easing off, dragging another shameless moan out of you.
“Louder.” He mutters against your slick folds, voice muffled but clear enough for you to comprehend. ”Let me hear you.” His eyes are still locked on yours, dark and glinting with something both menacing and unbearably hot.
Your thighs tremble, every muscle in your body strung tight as Chris devours you. The relentless drag of his tongue, the sinful words he said—it’s all too much and yet not enough. You can feel it coming, the swell in your belly, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter until you’re right there, seconds away from snapping. Your voice breaks on his name, desperate, needy. “Chris—please—oh, God—“
Your cry cuts off into a frustrated whimper as he pulls back just enough to let the cool air ghost over your drenched cunt. He licks his lips deliberately, catching your taste on his tongue as he smirks up at you.
“Not yet, baby.” He says, voice low and smug. His thumb traces lazily along your inner thigh, close enough to make you shiver but never touching where you need him the most. “You sound too good when you’re begging, love.”
You glare down at him, chest heaving, but it’s impossible to hide the way your hips twitch, aching for more, and his smirk deepens.
“Don’t look at me like that, c’mon.” He murmurs, leaning in to press one slow, devastating lick up your slit. Your body jerks, but he pulls back before you can chase the sensation. “I’ll give it to you when I think you’ve earned it.”
You’re panting, flushed, and your hands are still tangled in his hair, torn between yanking him back down and pushing him away before he ruins you.
But Chris settles himself between your thighs again, utterly unhurried, eyes glinting with wicked amusement as he teases another languid stroke over your folds. You can feel yourself getting wetter, needier, desperate to give in.
His mouth hot and hungry against your core. His tongue curls just right, and the pressure builds so fast it’s almost unbearable. Your back arches, thighs trembling as you gasp his name, so close—
“Fuck—Chris—“ You let out a strangled cry, tugging hard at his hair as he pulls away for the second time, just when you’re seconds away from falling over the edge.
“Not yet. I wanna hear you scream for it.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking like the cocky devil he is.
Your hips buck toward him, shameless now, but he just presses a hand to your stomach, pinning you down. His touch is firm but teasing, like he owns the pace, owns you—which he does.
The next time his mouth returns, it’s worse but better. He alternates between deep, slow licks and quick flicks of his tongue, never settling long enough to push you over the edge. You’re dripping, writhing beneath him, the sheets damp beneath you. Your moans are wrecked, pleading, begging without even realizing. Again, right as your body clenches and you’re seconds away, he pulls back with a wicked grin.
You nearly sob.
You choke out a frustrated sound, glaring at him through your haze of need. “You’re so fucking cruel.”
Chris only laughs under his breath, sitting back on his knees between your spread thighs. His hand goes to the waistband of his pants, and when he tugs them down, your breath hitches even though you’ve seen it a thousand times. His cock springs free, flushed and heavy, the tip wet. Your mouth goes dry at the sight, heat coiling even tighter in your stomach.
He fists himself slowly, lazily stroking up his thick length as he looks at you with that grin of his. “Who is cruel now, huh?”
Your thighs instinctively press together at the sight, but his other hand pushes them open again, spreading you wide for him as he pumps himself, letting you watch.
The sight alone has you dripping, clenching around nothing, your body betraying your protest.
“You’re quiet now.” He teases, his thumb brushing over the sensitive head of his cock as he groans softly. He leans forward, letting his tip drag up your soaked folds, not pushing in—just enough to make you gasp.
Your lips part, a shaky breath leaving you, your eyes fixed on him. The edging, the sight of his swollen cock so close, the teasing words—it all winds you tighter, pushing you closer to breaking.
“You want me to fuck you properly? Then take me. Every inch of it.” His hips snap forward, burying himself to the hilt. The stretch is overwhelming, a choked cry tearing from your throat as your nails dig into his shoulders.
Your body clenches desperately around him. You take him—every inch of him—with your back arching into the sheets, and Chris notices.
“Fuck—“ He breathes, low and wrecked, before his smirk curls back in place. “You’re taking me so well.”
Without warning, he draws his cock almost all the way out, leaving you painfully empty, only to slam back inside with a force that makes you cry out in pleasure.
“Yeah—” He groans, watching your body react to the thrust. “That’s what I want. That sound. Just like that, baby.”
He repeats it, cruelly slow withdrawal, then a brutal snap of his hips that makes your eyes roll back. With every thrust, his necklace brushes against your jaw, making you clench around him even tighter as your moans grew louder. Each time he slammed in harder, he’s hitting that spot inside you that makes your body writhe.
His pace grows erratic, his hips snapping against yours with raw urgency. The sound of skin meeting skin mixes with your ragged moans, with his sharp grunts.
It feels like the world has shrunk to just this—just him inside you, stretching you, filling you, unraveling you.
As you stuck out your tongue and took his necklace into your mouth, you felt his breath caught in his throat sharply.
“Fuck—“ He bites off his words with a moan, hips grinding deep into you, chasing the heat that coils tighter inside him.
Your legs wrap around his waist, locking him closer, and he groans when your walls clench around his cock. His control shatters further, his thrusts harder, needier, less measured. “Shit—if you keep clenching around me like that, I’m gonna—”
He can barely finish his sentence. He buries himself to the hilt, grinding against your spot with desperate precision.
Your moans spilling into his mouth, feeding his loss of control. Your body trembles beneath him, your thighs shaking uncontrollably around his waist.
Every thrust drags another broken moan out of you, your body overstimulated, yet he just keeps pushing deeper, slower at first, savoring the way you whimper and twitch beneath him. He takes your breast into his mouth again, tongue flicking your nipple, and you nearly sob at how good it feels.
Your nails rake down his back, leaving red trails on his skin, and he only groans, fucking into you harder.
All you can hear is the sound of Chris’s hips slamming into you, the wet drag of him sliding in and out, and your own voice breaking with cries of pleasure you can’t hold back.
He leans in, teeth grazing the shell of your ear before he growls. “Come with me.”
The words push you over, your orgasm crashing through you like a wave, your walls spasming wildly around his cock as you scream his name. He thrusts erratically, chasing his own release, and with a guttural moan, he follows, hot spurts of cum flooding your cunt, filling you as his body tenses, arms crushing you to him.
“Fuck, yes—take it all" He grunts, mouth back on your nipple, sucking through the aftershocks.
He collapses against you at last, chest heaving, sweat-slick skin pressed to yours. for a long moment, there’s only breathing—your mingled gasps, the sound of your hearts trying to slow.
His weight is heavy, grounding, and you don’t mind at all. Your arms are still around him, holding him close, as though if you let go the moment might slip away.
You feel the tremor in his shoulders when he exhales a shaky laugh against your neck, warm breath tickling your skin. He presses a kiss there, lingering, soft in contrast to everything before.
“Fuck…” He mutters, still catching his breath, “You were so good for me” Another kiss, this time to your collarbone, his lips curved into a small, proud smile, “So perfect, every second. And also… I didn’t know you had a thing for my necklace—”
“That’s not—oh, shut up.” You say, flushed and embarrassed.
Chris let out a low chuckle in amusement. “Honestly… it was hot as fuck, the thing you did, when you took it into your mouth—“
“Chris… please.” You groan in protest, a flush creeping up your face with his words.
At this moment, he can’t stop his laughter, he dangles his necklace just to get under your skin.
“Stop it, Gosh…” You groan in annoyance but can’t help the way your lips curl upward slightly.
He bites back a grin before leaning in to whisper in your ear. “Tell me now, what kinks do you have that I don’t know?”
You groaned again and you knew that no matter how much you denied it, he wouldn't believe—and he wasn't going to let it rest.
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TEMPTING VACATION
Felix x reader (MDNI)
synopsis: meeting someone, falling for them, and having the best night of your life wasn't part of the vacation plan you made with your friend. yet, Felix made all of it happen, in the best way imaginable. (4,9k words)
warnings: protected sex; oral sex (f!receiving); fingering; praising; power play
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After months of planning, you and your friend finally made it on that trip, and right now, you’re living the moment you’ve been dreaming of. Just lounging in the sun by the sea, feeling the intense heat on your skin.
Hearing her voice, you peered over your sunglasses at her. “What?”
She gave a subtle look and pointed her eyebrows toward two guys sitting just a bit further down. “Are you blind? That blonde guy over there has been eyeing you up for ages and you’re completely oblivious.”
You furrowed your brows and gave her a look like you had no idea what she was talking about. You stole a quick look in their direction, trying to play it cool, and honestly? Someone really was eyeing you up.
His bright, long, blonde hair was actually shimmering under the sun. Even though he was slim, his abs were chiselled, and he possessed a beauty you honestly couldn’t put into words. The combination of being both handsome and beautiful left you even more—
“Need a napkin?”
Hearing her voice, you quickly diverted your gaze and turned her way. “You’re exaggerating, I was barely even looking.”
She gave you a teasing grin and nodded in disbelief. “Mhmm, sure. Totally.” But of course, she couldn’t help herself. Before you could even get a word in, she just kept going. “You practically ate him alive with your eyes! You think I missed that? Admit it, you think he’s hot.”
You instantly shushed her. “Keep it down. They’ll hear us.” Once you actually thought anout her words, you had to asmit she had a point. He was definitely attractive, and the fact that he was checking you out, too… maybe you really should give him a chance. “Fine, maybe I’m feeling him a little… So what now? Am I supposed to just go over there and—“ she snapped in before you could even get the rest of the sentence out.
“God, no.” She pinched the bridge of her nose with a shake of her head. “Oh, honey… what are you gonna do, just go over and say, ‘You were eyeing me up and I’m into it, so let’s be a thing.’” She leaned in close and dropped her voice to a whisper. “He’s going to make his way over here way before you do. Just play it cool. Keep lounging, go for a dip—whatever. Just act natural and trust me on this one.” she whispered with an encouraging smile.
She definitely knew what she was doing more than you did, so you were all in on her plan. “Deal. But if it flops, you’re dead meat.”
She smirked playfully. “Just trust me, he’ll come crawling over here in no time.”
You gave a light shrug and went back to sunbathing. “We’ll see.”
The warmth of the sun was so perfect that he’d slipped your mind entirely. That is, until a shadow cut through the sunlight. Opening your eyes, you found him standing over you, beaming down with a dazzling grin. “Hey.” Hearing his tone and the low rumble of his voice sent you straight into a sitting position in an instant.
His innocent look and golden hair did not prepare you for that voice. You were so floored by how husky and deep it was that you just blanked, staring up at him until your friend's nudge snapped you out of it. “I’ve actually got to take this call from my mom. I’ll leave you two to it—be back in a few.” Before getting up, she gave you a pointed look, basically screaming at you to keep it together. Then walked off while faking a call from her mom.
“Alright…” you breathed out, barely audible, before looking up at him. “Hey…” a pause, “Have a seat, please.”
He flashed that bright smile of his once again. “Thanks.” He took a seat beside you, carefully avoiding crossing any lines—he settled close enough to be friendly, but far enough to give you your space. “Felix, by the way.” He offered his hand as he spoke.
You reciprocated his smile, gave a soft nod, and introduced yourself. “Good to meet you, Felix.”
“First time here? I haven’t run into you before. Are you here on vacation?” He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side with curiosity.
You nodded, still struggling to focus as his voice vibrated through you. “Yeah, exactly. We’d been planning this trip for ages, but we just never had the chance until now.” a pause. “I take it you’re a local?”
He nodded frantically. “I’ve been here my whole life, and honestly, no other place beats this as a getaway.” He let out a small, deep chuckle.
Matching his laughter, you teased. “Since you’re talking it up so much, it better be as good as you say it is.”
With a knowing grin, he arched an eyebrow playfully. “Just behind the shore, there’s a solid bar. That’s where I can start giving you the grand tour, if you’d like.”
You nodded slowly. “Yeah, I saw that place on my way in… So, is this your “local guide” routine that you pull on every tourist girl you meet?” Proping yourself up on your elbows, you met his gaze daringly, a playful grin plastered on your lips.
He let out a chuckle, clearly amused by your words. “Is that the vibe I’m giving off? Do I really come across as that much of a flirt?”
You gave a little shrug, your lips still curved in a smile. “Well, the whole “let me show you around” thing… those are moved you could pull on any girl, every summer. Am I wrong?”
Without letting his smile fade, he gave a slow shake of his head. “Fair enough—you’re absolutely right to think that. But I don't really do “tactics”. I just thought you were beautiful and wanted to make a move. That doesn't mean I approach every girl I see like this. Am I wrong?” He countered your question with one of his own, his smile widening into a smirk.
You scoffed under your breath, smiling at him as if you couldn’t believe his nerve. He knew exactly what he was doing. “Alright, have it your way. Let’s go to that bar tonight.”
With a triumphant smile, he let his gaze sweep over you slowly before meeting your eyes again. “Is nine good for you?”
You nodded in agreement. “Works for me. Nine it is.”
He rose to his feet, keeping his gaze locked on yours. “I’m looking forward to our night. I’ll see you at nine.”
You managed a smile, masking your excitement as you give him a subtle nod. “Likewise. See you at nine.”
He gave you one last wave before heading back to his friend, and before you could even look around to find your own, she was already right there beside you. “Girl, you were incredible! I watched the whole thing from behind. Those looks he was giving you… And how you didn't even break a sweat—proud of you! So, how’d it go? Tell me exactly what happened.”
You shushed her quickly and began to spill. “I’m going to give you all the details, but we need to go back to hotel and prep me first. Because your girl has a date tonight.” you couldn’t keep still, unable to stop smiling as you spoke.
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she heard you. “No way… Seriously? Girl, get up, get up right now! We need to get you ready. He’s going to be drooling the second he sees you. Hurry, pack your things.” Without giving you a chance to answer, she started rounding up all your beach stuff.
“Could you be any more obvious? Calm down… geez.” you whispered to yourself with a grin, joining in to help her pack up.
She didn’t even care a word you said; she was too busy thinking out loud about which dress you should wear and how to style our hair. It amazed you that she was more hyped for this than you, and you couldn’t help but feel a warm sense of happiness inside.
You finished packing in record time, and now all that was left was picking an outfit and getting ready—which was the hardest part. But like she said, you were going to have him drooling tonight.
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The second you stepped into the club, you could feel the heavy bass vibrating through your entire body; it was a stunning spot as he said before. As your eyes searched for Felix, you suddenly felt a light touch—a hand on the small of your back. “Perfect timing.” Bringing his lips close to your ear to compete with the loud music, he shouted slightly.
Turning your head just enough to catch his eye, you smiled. “I hope I didn’t make you wait too long?”
He shook his head right away. “Not at all. I just got here five minutes ago, and my eyes were already searching for you.” The moment the words left his mouth, he couldn’t help but let his eyes trace down your entire body. His eyes lingered on your legs a little too long, clearly distracted by the dress. He licked his lips subtly before meeting your eyes again. “You look gorgeous.” He breathed out against your ear.
You were suddenly so glad the club was dark, because you could feel a massive blush creeping up your neck. You were flushing so hard you felt your face burning. “Thank you.” you managed to say.
You gave him a once-over and realized you were both playing the same game. You mirrored his gesture, licking your lips as you took in the way that leather jacket hugged his frame. You were low-key disappointed to see those muscles covered up, but he still looked breathtaking. “I have to say the same about you. You look really good.”
A slight smirk played on his lips as he replied. “Thanks, thanks… How about we grab a drink at the bar?”
Nodding in approval, you let him guide you through the crowd. “Yeah, sure. Lead the way.”
He placed his hand lightly on your lower back, helping you move ahead of him. His touch was gentle, guiding you through the crowd without crossing any boundaries. Once you reached the bar, you could hear each other much better away from the blaring music—at least you didn't feel the need to shout anymore.
Seeing the bartender approach to take your order, Felix turned your way. “What are you having? You should definitely try the Negroni—it’s their specialty.”
You thought for a moment, and with no particular drink in mind, you nodded. “I’ll go with a Negroni, then.” You turned to the bartender to place your order, and Felix gave a “make it two” gesture, sending the bartender off.
With a soft smile, he leaned in closer to talk. ”Still think I pull this move on every girl, huh?”
You let out a chuckle, arching an eyebrow slightly. You could tell he genuinely didn’t want you to think that, but what was the harm in making him work for it a little? “Hmm, I’m still on the fence. How exactly do you plan on changing my mind?”
He smirked, leaning right into your space to whisper. “Wait for the night to unfold. I promise I’ll make a believer out of you.” Just as you were about to reply, bartender arrived with your drinks. After thanking him briefly, Felix continued. “It hits heavy by the way. Don’t come telling me I didn’t warn you when it starts to kick in.”
Rolling your eyes with a playful grin, you muttered before taking a sip from your drink. “Don’t take me so lightly, c’mon. One drink isn’t going to tip me over.”
As soon as you tasted it, you realized he wasn’t exaggerating. It wouldn’t knock you off your feet, but the strength of it was undeniable. The moment that first sip hit your tongue, you couldn’t help but wince.
Seeing your face, he fought back a laugh by pressing his lips together. “You okay? A bit too weak for your taste?” He teased, clearly enjoying himself.
You weren’t about to let him tease you. You downed the drink in one go and set the glass down. Even though your face twisted from the bitter sting, and you had a brief coughing fit, you forced a smile anyway. “What was that again?”
Felix’s eyes widened in total shock, clearly caught off guard by your move. “Woah… take it easy. How did you pull that off?” He muttered a curse under his breath, taking a sip of his own drink with an amused smile. “I hate to break it to you, but there’s no way I’m finishing mine in one gulp. I have my limits, y’know.”
You burst into a laugh, loving every second of this. “Still can’t handle it in one shot? And here I thought you were a pro after all those girls you brought here. Guess I was wrong about your endurance.” With a teasing smirk, you began tracing the rim of your glass, keeping your gaze locked on his.
After taking another sip, he gave you a grin in disbelief and shook his head. “You’re determined to keep thinking I’m some kind of player, aren’t you?”
Shrugging your shoulders lightly, you leaned in close to his ear to whisper. “Why not work a bitharder for it, huh?”
Slowly placing his glass back on the bar, turning his whole body to face you, looking you over with a smirk. “Are you getting a little tipsy, or are you just feeling bold?”
“I already said one drink wouldn’t do it, and I meant it.” You got up from your seat and dida graceful turn to prove your balance, then slid back into your spot. “I was just giving you some advice on trying a little harder, that’s all.” Your eyes wandered over his features, lingering on his lips for a moment longer before meeting his gaze again.
When your eyes met, you could feel a heavy silence settle between you. The music, the crowd seemed to fade into the background until they were gone completely. In that moment, nobody else existed; it was only you and him.
As you felt his hand slowly caressing your cheek, your eyes closed instinctively. There was such a tenderness in his touch that it felt like you were simply melting into the warmth of his hand. ”Just so you know, I’ll make sure to take your advice to heart.” He murmured slowly, despite the deep voice of his, you felt a softness in it that led you to slowly flutter your eyes open.
“And if I had another advice… would you follow that one as well?” you murmured, staring deep into his eyes without looking away.
Felix smiled softly, but this time his smile was deeper, more meaningful. As his hand continued to stroke your cheek, he pulled you into his space until you were breathing the same air. He lingered on your lips for a heartbeat, then met your gaze again, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper. “I’m all ears, go on.”
“Kiss me.”
He didn’t need to be told twice.
Taking a deep breath, he pressed his lips firmly against yours. It wasn’t soft. Wasn’t tentative or testing. It was sure and certain, like he’d been thinking about this since he saw you for the first time, judging by the way his other hand slid to the back of your neck, pulling you closer, he probably had.
Your hands found his chest, fingers curling into his jacket as you kissed him back with everything you had been holding in all day. Since the moment he landed his eyes on you.
He made a sound low in his throat, a groan tangled in relief, and the deepened the kiss, angling your head just so. His tongue swept across your bottom lip and you parted for him immediately, tasting the Negroni you’d just drunk from his lips.
When he finally pulled back, just enough to catch his breath, his forehead resting against yours, you were both panting. “You’re perfect.” He muttered against your lips breathlessly.
Without waiting any longer, you stood up from your seat hurriedly. “Hope you don’t live too far away?”
“Much closer than you think.” Without waiting any longer second longer, he stood up and guided you toward the exit, his hand resting firmly on the small of your back.
-
The door clicks shut behind you, and before you can even kick off your shoes, Felix’s hands are on your waist, spinning you around with a firm grip that sends a thrill racing down your spine. He presses you back against the wall, his body flush against yours.
His blonde hair falls slightly into his eyes as he leans in, capturing your mouth in a devouring kiss. His lips are insistent, tongue sweeping past your parted lips to tangle with yours, tasting you deeply, hungrily. His mouth moves against yours with a growing fervor, each kiss deeper, more demanding than the last.
Felix groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating against yours lips as he tilts his head, kissing you harder, his teeth grazing your bottom lip, just enough to draw a whimper from you.
The heat between you builds, your breaths quickening as the world outside the room fades to nothing. You feel his fingers brush against the fabric of your dress, his touch firm yet unhurried, as though he’s savoring the moment. His lips leave yours briefly, trailing down to your jaw, then your neck, each kiss igniting a fire that spreads through you.
“You’re driving me insane.” he says against your neck, his breath hot and ragged, one hand sliding up to cup the back of your head while the other grips yours hip, pinning you in place.
The air between you grows heavier, the atmosphere charged and electric. You sense the shift as his focus sharpens, his movements deliberate yet unspoken, the tension between you nearly tangible.
And before you could sense what was happening Felix gets on his knees. With a touch that’s both deliberate and unhurried, he lifts your leg slightly, tilting it closer to him. His lips graze the soft skin of your thigh, leaving a slow trail of kisses that climb higher with every breath.
And when Felix finally dips his head lower, the closeness of his breath on your clothed core igniting a fire along your skin. You close your eyes briefly, caught in the moment, every action a silent promise of what’s to come.
Taking you off guard, Felix tugs the fabric of your panties between his teeth and drags it down your thighs until it’d off of you. Nothing is getting in his way now but before that, he shot you a menacing look.
His hands moved up, sliding your dress until it was bunched high on your hips. “Spread your legs for me.” He says softly, his voice a low command, and you do, parting your thighs to reveal your slick cunt to him.
“So wet for me already.” He murmurs teasingly.
“Felix… please.” You whisper desperately, looking down at him with pleading eyes
Before dragging it any further, his mouth meets your cunt—tongue flicking out to taste you, lapping at your clit in firm, circling strokes. You let out a loud moan, hands flying to pull at his hair, pushing his head exactly where you need him.
“Fuck… you taste so good. I’ve been thinking about this all night.” He groans against your skin, the words muffled as he sucks your clit between his lips, humming vibrations that makes your body arch toward him.
When he finally slid two fingers inside you and curved them just right, you cried out. He growled against you, a deep, rough sound. “Gosh… you’re perfect.” he said, his voice wrecked.
He worked his fingers again, his mouth covering your clit, and the world went bright for a moment. His tongue delving into your folds, mixing with his fingers as he thrusts them faster, curling them to stroke your inner walls while his mouth devours your clit.
He alternates between sucking and licking, his free hand gripping your thigh to keep your legs open for him, his groans rumbling against your cunt with every pull of your fingers in his hair. The sounds he makes—deep, needy—only heighten the sensation, pushing you closer to the edge.
Your hips grinding down against his face, chasing the building pressure, moans spilling from your lips as you say his name over and over.
“Felix—oh, God—“ he growls again at your words, louder this time, the vibration sending a jolt through you, his tongue pressing flat against your clit while his fingers move inside you, hitting that perfect spot again and again.
The coil in your stomach tightens unbearably, pleasure building hot and fierce, and you feel your body tensing as the orgasm crashes over you. “Felix—“
You cried out his name, your cunt clenching around his fingers, walls fluttering as waved of ecstasy pulse through you. Your thighs shake, trying to close around his head, but he holds them open, lapping your folds through it, drawing out every shudder and gasp until you’re spent, trembling against the wall.
He slows his movements, fingers easing out with a wet sound, his tongue giving one last gentle lick before he lifts his head, lips glistening with your arousal, a satisfied smile curving them as he looks up at you.
“Your taste… it was so fucking perfect, baby.” he says softly, getting on his feet slowly.
You lean in, capturing his mouth in a kiss, your tongue delving deep, claiming him as he did with you moments ago. He responds eagerly, his hands roam down your sides, fingers hooking into the hem of your dress, tugging it upward with impatient urgency. You help him, breaking the kiss just long enough to yank the fabric over your head, letting it drop somewhere on the floor.
Felix’s eyes darken as he takes in the sight of you, his gaze lingering on the swell of your breasts barely contained by your bra. He doesn’t waste time, his mouth returning to your neck, kissing and licking a path downward while his hands work at the clasp of your bra, snapping it open with ease. The straps slide down your shoulders, and you shrug it off, exposing your skin to the cool air of the hallway and to his heated stare.
“Fucking shit…” he whispers, voice rough with desire, as he dips his head to kiss along your collarbone, then lower, his lips brushing the tops of your breasts.
Impatiently, your hands fumble with his jacket and shirt, pulling his shirt over his head to reveal the lean muscles of his chest and abs you’d seen few hours ago at the beach. You feel his skin’s warmth under your palms as you trace the lines of him.
By the time you reach his bedroom, you’re both completely naked, his pants and boxer had thrown somewhere on the hallway, skin sliding against skin with every step.
He backs you into the room, his mouth never leaving yours, kisses turning sloppy and desperate as his hands explore every inch of your body. You stumble toward the bed, legs bumping against the edge, and Felix guides you down onto the soft mattress.
“Can’t wait to be inside you.” He breathed against your mouth, fingers never stop moving around your body.
“Then do something.” You said breathlessly.
He laughed in amusement, the warmth of his breath spreading across your skin, making goosebumps rise. “I am doing something.” He muttered before reaching for the nightstand, rummaged through it for a while.
You watched his hands shake as he found the condom, tore it open with trembling hands, nearly dropping it. You pressed your lips together to supprass your laughter. You watched him roll it on, watched the way his jaw clenching when he touched himself, the way his eyes squeezed shut for a second, and then he was settling between your thighs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance, hot even through the latex.
“Ready?” He whispered, his voice rough and shaky with anticipation.
You nodded firmly and he pushed in slowly, so slowly, and you both gasped at the sensation. The stretch was perfect, that edge of too much that melted into exactly right. He was thick, much thicker than you thought he’d be, and you felt every inch as he sank into you. He buried his face in your neck, breathing hard, body trembling with the effort of holding still, and you could feel his heartbeat hammering against your chest.
“Fuck—“ he groaned against your skin, the word muffled. “You feel—I can’t—give me a second or I’m gonna fucking lose it…”
You wrapped your legs around his waist, puling him deeper until he was fully seated inside you, you felt him twitch, felt every pulse of his cock. “You’re so big.”
“Don’t—fuck—“ his hips jerked forward involuntarily, grinding deeper. “Don’t say things like that. I’m trying to hold back—shit.”
“What if I don’t want you to hold back?” You rolled your hips deliberately, clenching around him, and he made a sound that was almost whimper. “I want you to lose it.”
He lifted his head to look at you, and the expression on his face, desperate and wanting and barely hanging on, sweat beading on his forehead, lips parted around ragged breaths, made your heart race. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“Move, Felix.”
He did. He pulled out slowly, the drag of him against your walls making you both moan, and pushed back in. He set a steady rhythm, deep and thorough, his forehead pressed to yours, breath mixing.
“You can go harder, Lix.”
His breath hitched with the name you called him, his control snapped with your words. He grabbed your hip with one hand, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise, the other braced beside your head, his forearm flexing as he held himself up, and fucked into you exactly how you asked, harder. The sound of skin meeting skin obscenely loud in the quiet room, the headboard starting to hit the wall with each thrust.
“So tight, so wet for me… fuck—“ He was gone now, words tumbling out between gasps, filter completely gone. “You feel so good, so perfect—God—“
Your nails dug into his shoulders, his back, dragging down hard enough to make him hiss. The slight pain seemed to spur him on, his hips snapping faster. “Don’t—don’t stop—“
“I won’t.“ His rhythm was getting erratic, chasing his release, each thrust slightly off-beat, desperate.
Felix pulled out halfway and slammed back in—hard enough to knock the air from your throat. You cried out, back arching, and his hand flew to your hip to hold you down.
“Oh my—Felix—“
“That’s it.” he growled, voice low and rough. “Take it.”
He set a brutal rhythm now, hips snapping forward with precision—deep, fast, punishing. Your body jolted with every thrust, his skin slapping yours, his breath ragged against your neck.
When he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, you sobbed. “You’re taking me so well, squeezing me like you were made for me.”
His words sent heat straight to your core, and your legs wrapped tighter around his waist, locking him in. He buried his face in your neck, his words muffled against your skin, lips moving against your pulse. “Come with me—I’m so close—“
“Oh, God—“
Your second orgasm hit different, deeper, longer, starting from where you were connected and radiating outward, pulling him right over the edge with you. He came with a broken sound of your name, hips jerking erratically as he spilled into the condom, and you felt every pulse, every twitch of it, felt him throbbing inside you.
For a long moment, neither of you moved. Just lay there breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat, heartbeats gradually slowing, still connected. You could feel the rise and fall of his chest against yours, could feel his lips pressed against your neck, could feel the occasional aftershock flutter through both of you.
Finally, he lifted his head, brushing sweaty hair out of your face with shaking fingers, his touch so gentle compared to how he’d just fucked you. “So,” He smirked slightly, voice breathless and shaky. “Did I finally manage to convince you?”
Although you frowned for a moment, not quite catching what he said, you let out a chuckle once you understood what he meant. “About that… I dunno, maybe I just need a little more convincing?”
Hearing this, a glint lit up in his eyes; his grin returned, and he leaned in to whisper into your ear. “I assure you that by the end of the night, you’ll be completely convinced.”
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FREAK LIKE ME
Bangchan x reader (smut)
synopsis: as usual, Chan had brought Jeongin along to post a video on Bubble; until you got in the way. the fact that his videos were getting freakier every day was reason enough for you to take action. (2,7k words)
warnings: unprotected sex; wall sex; oral sex (f! and m!receiving); fingering; lots of edging; praising; teasing; power play
author’s note: his latest video made me feel I had to write it, enjoy babes!!❣️
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”Is that another video for Bubble, Chan?” You let out a heavy sigh as you walked over to Jeongin and Chan.
Jeongin was at it again, phone in hand, filming Chan’s workout from a perfect angle. After a few more reps, he got into standing position and turned to you. “Yeah, why?” He asked, his breath coming deep, sharp, panting heavily. Before you could even get a word out, he turned to Jeongin. “Thanks, I can handle the rest.” He took his phone from Jeongin and clapped him on the shoulder.
“Anytime, hyung. I’m gonna head back to the dorm from here, talk to you later. Bye, noona!” Jeongin headed out with a wave over his shoulder.
“See ya, Jeongin.” You muttered before turning back to Chan with your arms crossed across your chest.
“What’s with that look, baby?” He mirrored your movement, a smirk breaking through despite his best efforts to hide it.
“You know perfectly well why. Don’t act like you don’t know what those videos do to me—how much they drive me crazy…” You took a step toward him, tilting your head slightly to the side, eyes locking with his.
He stared at you with wide eyes, feigning shock, though his smirk only widened. “Is that so? Go on then—tell me what they do to you, baby?”
You moved in close, eliminating the distance between you, and leaned toward his ear. “You want me to tell you? Right here, in the middle of the gym?”
He turned his head slowly, grazing his nose against your neck. “Tell me.”
“Fine.” You took a deep breath, scanning the room quickly before leaning back in. “I want you to make the same sounds you’re holding back in those videos while you’re on top of me. I want those arms you’re training to be pinning me against the wall instead. You keep posting those videos even though I tell you not to… so I want to give you the punishment you deserve. I want you right here, right now.”
You felt Chan’s breath hitch. “You…” His voice was thick and rough; you could feel him literally shaking under the weight of your words.
Before you could say another word, he grabbed you by the arm and hauled you toward the locker rooms. “Seriously?” A small grin spread across your face as you trailed after him, half-shocked that your words actually worked that well.
“Weren’t you the one who wanted this right here?” he rasped, not slowing his pace while pulling you along.
“Oh, I’m not complaining. Not at all.”
-
He’d hooked your thighs over his shoulders, strong hands splaying possessively across your hips. His breath was hot against your bare skin, lips trailing lazy kisses up your inner thigh. “So you wanted me to use my arms to pin you against the wall, huh?” He muttered, his tongue tracing a slow, maddening path closer—so close. “Was that the view you wanted?”
A strangled whimper slipped from your lips, thighs quivering where Chan held you pinned. The wicked, taunting curve of his mouth made your pulse jump—anticipation coiling hot and tight in your stomach. “Yes, fuck—yes.”
“Eager.” He murmured, breath feathering over the most sensitive part of you. “I haven’t even tasted you yet, but you’re trembling in my arms, baby… Do you want me that much?”
The teasing lilt of his voice sent heat prickling along your skin, a shiver rippling down your spine. Your hips twitched, the barest grind against his mouth, but his grip tightened, fingers digging into your thighs just hard enough to sting—a warning.
“Nuh uh.” He tutted, squeezing until you stilled. “Answer me.”
You looked down at his face between your thighs, but just when you tried to answer, the words caught in your throat as his tongue traced a slow, teasing circle around where you needed him most.
The soft, wet heat of his mouth was a shock, a lightning bolt of sensation that had your head falling back against the wall, a choked moan escaping from your lips. Chan hummed against you, the vibration a taunt of its own, lips curling into a smirk that you could feel more than see.
“Answer me or I’ll stop.” He murmured teasingly, fingers pressing bruises into your skin.
“I want you so much, Chan… I need you—fuck—“ You gasped, fingers digging into the wall as he licked another slow, deliberate stripe.
He hummed in approval, pressing a brief, almost gentle kiss to your iner thigh before his mouth returned to you—hot and wet, tongue flicking over your swollen clit with deliberate, calculated precision. Your body arched instinctively, desperate for more. “Then I should give you what you want, right?” He muttered between slow, lazy licks, his breath searing against your oversensitive nerves.
You were barely holding it together, every flick of his tongue made your hips twitch. “Yes, please—“
His tongue started to move faster, never slowed. Each flick over your clit sent sparks racing through your nerves, making your thighs tremble where he held them open. You wanted to grind—had to grind—but his grip was too tight, fingers digging into your skin like his life depended on you.
“Just like that.” He praised against your skin, breath hot and full of desire.
You moaned, back arching when his tongue flattened against your clit, pressing hard before dragging down to your entrance. He licked into you, slow and deliberate, groaning like he was the one getting wrecked.
“You taste so fucking good, love.” He murmured, voice muffled by the way he buried himself between your legs.
His tongue was relentless, licking into you with obscene noises, lapping at every drop you gave him. And when his fingers joined—two thick digits pressing inside without warning—the dam broke.
“You’re squeezing me so hard, baby… keep goin’.” His voice was low, shaky.
His fingers curled, pressing just right, and your whole body jolted. You clenched around and when he sucked just a bit harder, you nearly sobbed. His fingers pumped deeper, stretching you open, teasing that one spot that made your vision blur.
“Chan—oh, God—“ Your voice caught as he crooked his fingers, fucking them into you with ruthless precison.
“Say my name, let the whole gym hear it.” He groaned, low and possessive.
Your body was too hot, too tight—you couldn’t even think, couldn’t do anything but whimper and moan his name. His fingers kept thrusting, kept fucking into you harder, his tongue kept flicking, and your voice was broken, wrecked, your body barely able to keep up with the relentless pleasure tearing through you.
And when your orgasm slammed into you, you couldn’t even brace for it, pleasure surging through you in dizzying waved. Your thighs trembled, hands fisting his hair, body locking up as you came with a broken moan.
Chan groaned. “Fuck… that was—you were so good, baby.”
You could barely think, barely breathe—and Chan looked like he was barely holding himself together. It hit you like a thunderclap—shattering, consuming, a pleasure so intense it almost hurt. Chan groaned, lapping up every drop, working you through it even as you trembled.
Only then did he pull away, lips slick and curved into something dark and satisfied. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, gaze locked on your wrecked form—your twitching thighs, your heaving chest, the way your body still shook from the aftershocks.
He slowly got on his feet. “Is that what you were thinking every time you watched those videos.” He asked, voice teasing but affectionate.
You smiled lazily, still breathless from the earlier event. “Well, sort of. But there’s more to it.” You said, and grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against the wall, switching the roles. “Do you remember the part about punishment? Now it’s my turn.”
With a small smirk, you sank on your knees before him, hooked your fingers into the waistband, eyes locked on his, and tugged his pants down along with his boxers. “You’re killing me.” He breathed out, voice low and desperate now.
His cock stood hard and glistening, thick and veined, a tantalizing tease. You licked your lips, meeting his gaze as you leaned in, your tongue flicking out to taste the precum beading at the tip. His head fell back against the wall, a low moan escaping as you wrapped your lips around him, taking him deep, your mouth hot and tight.
“Fuck, yes—“ He hissed, his hand tangling in your hair, guiding you but not forcing, his hips twitching as you bobbed slowly, hollowing your cheeks. You tease him, swirling your tongue around the head, then taking him deeper until he hit the back of your throat, making you gag softly. The sound drove him wild, his fingers tightened in your hair, his breath ragged.
“Look at you, taking me so well.”
The way he talked—filthy, and like the way he’s in control—made you want to drive him a little crazy, remind him who’s in charge.
That’s why you slowly pulled away, looked up at him. “Now I remember that you didn’t listen to me when I warned you about videos—maybe I shouldn’t have let you come so quickly, should I?” You asked, a smirk curling around your lips.
You heard him curse under his breath. “Y/N. You won’t, right?” He asked, with the hope that you might change your mind.
“Nuh…” You shook your head slowly, still smirking slyly. “I will, and you will beg for it.”
And before he could answer, you wrap your hand around his cock, his precum making your grip slick and smooth as you stroke him from base to tip. He let out a choked moan, his hips jerking forward into your fist, the sensation overwhelming after the build-up.
“Please, please don’t stop—fuck—baby—“ He groans, his head thrown back as your thumb circles the tip of his cock, spreading his precum slowly.
You to pump him steadily, feeling him throb in your hand, his balls tightening as pleasure builds fast, too fast. But you stop just as his moans get higher, his body tensing on the edge, your hand releasing his cock and Chan whines loudly, his eyes snapping to yours in desperation.
“Please, don’t stop, love—fuck—please—“ He begs you.
You wrap your lips around his cock without warning, taking him as deep as you can. His back arches against the wall, a loud, broken moan echoing as your mouth takes him.
You bob your head slowly at first, the salty precum flooding your mouth as you hollow your cheeks, sucking with firmpressure. His hips stutter, trying to thrust, but you pin him against the wall with one hand on his chest, as the other cups his balls, rolling them gently.
“Fuck—I’m so close, just like that, baby—yes—“ He says his voice wrecked, his fingers weaving back into your hair.
You take him deeper, relaxing your throat to let the head bump the back, gagging slightly. The locker room fills with wet, slurping sounds, his groans growing louder, more frantic, as you use your hand too now, twisting it at the base in time with your mouth, pumping what you can’t take.
His cock throbs and you feel him swelling, his balls tightening, signaling he’s so close. You hum around him, the vibration pulling a shout from his lips.
Just as you feel he’s going to come, you pull away. He groans in frustration, throwing his head back against the wall. “Fuck.“ He mutters but before you could tease him, he looks down at you and lifts you off of the ground, wrapping your legs around his waist, pinning you against the wall. “You find this funny, huh? Edging me to death?”
“Chan—“
He cuts off as he lines himself up and pushes in with one slow, relentless slide that made your vision white out.
You both moaned, loud and shameless.
He stilled, buried to the hilt, forehead pressed to yours. “So how are you going to fucking punish me, huh?” He hissed, voice low and rough.
You clenched around him deliberately. His breath stuttered.
“Move.” You ordered.
He did—hard, deep, punishing. Every thrust slammed you against the wall. You met him stroke for stroke, nails digging into his back, head thrown back.
“I’m going to fuck you dumb—shit—.” He panted against your lips, yanking your head back as he rolled his hips in a slow, torturous circle.
You gasped, his mouth trailed down to yours jaw, then to your neck, kissing and sucking every now and then. His hips snapping against yours with building force, your cunt squeezes him, drawing a guttural groan from his throat. When he starts to kiss your lips, the kiss is messy, all teeth and tongue, swallowing your moans as he pounds harder, the slap of skin on skin echoing in the locker room. Your legs tremble around him, but you don’t let go. His free hand grips your ass, lifting you for better leverage, and the new angle makes him hit that spot relentlessly.
“You’re gonna make me come—fuck—“ He says, his breath ragged against your lips, his thrusts erratic now.
“Come with me—Chan—“ You say, your nails raking his scalp, pulling his hair just hard enough to make him hiss.
He nods vaguely, capturing your mouth in a kiss, your tongues together as the coil snaps. your second orgasm crashes over you, waves of heat pulsing through your core, as you moan into him.
Chan follows seconds later, burying himself deepwith a chokes groan, spilling hot inside you, his body shuddering against yours. You both pant, your foreheads touching, his cock twitching as he rides out the last pulses. Slowly, he softens, but doesn’t pull out yet, holding you close, his hands gentle now on yours thighs, his thumbs soothing the marks he left from gripping too hard.
“You’re such a tease, Gosh…” he murmurs, kissing your swollen lips softly, a lazy smile curving his mouth.
“That was so good, admit it.” You give him a small, satisfied smile.
“I’m not complaining, never.” He said, a small smile curving his lips slowly. “Are you really bothered by me posting those videos on Bubble?” He asked, becoming serious again.
You let out a chuckle quietly, your fingers grazing the back of his neck. “Of course not. It’s just that… when I saw you filming another video, I knew you’d post it, and I knew that once you did, I’d find myself wanting you all over again, so I wanted to get it over with beforehand—to spare myself the pain.”
After listening to with his mouth parted open, he bursted out laughing. “And here I thought you really didn’t want me to send them anymore… So you used me for your own sake?”
You slowly ran your fingers in his hair, smiling slyly. “I mean, it would’ve been better if you hadn’t put it that way, but I guess… yeah.” You said, pressing a long, lingering kiss on his lips.
He kissed you back, then pulled away slowly. “I can’t believe you, really… I’m going to send even freakier videos from now on, you’ll see.” Your eyes widened in shock and madeyou clench around him involuntarily. “Y/N, stop.” He groaned as he buried his face into your neck.
“Since you’re going to send even freakier videos, I’d better get myself ready now, right?” You asked, grinning slyly.
Even though he rolled his eyes as if he didn’t like the sound of the idea, he couldn’t help the way his lips pull upward. “You’re impossible.”
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SOLE FOCUS
Han x reader (MDNI)
synopsis: You had attention deficits and trouble focusing because you sometimes forgot to take your medication. But if there was a better solution than medication for your distraction, it was your boyfriend. (2k words)
warnings: unprotected sex; oral sex (f!receiving); fingering; nipple play; dirty talk (use of slut); overstimulation; slight choking
author’s note: it was requested by this anon. I hope I’ve managed to write a fic that meets your expectations; I hope you like it, my love❣️
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“Then Jeongin and Felix started stomping around on the couch, and everyone was laughing—you really should have been there—baby, you okay?” Han asked as he snapped his fingers to get you out of your dazed state.
You hummed, distracted. “Yeah, yeah. Please keep talking, babe.”
He nodded but still unconvinced. “Alright… Then when it was finally time to start our dance practice, Chan hyung tried to gather all of us—you’re not listening to me.”
As you tried to figure out the exact shade of your hair and examined it closely, you turned toward Han at the sound of his voice. “I'm really listening, honey, I'm just trying to figure out exactly what color my hair is. What do you think it is, exactly?” you said as you moved closer to him so he could take a closer look at your hair.
When Han realized what was happening, he let out a deep sigh. “Did you forget to take your medicine again, honey?” he asked, his voice low and concerned.
You furrowed your brows and tilted your head to the side slightly. “I remember taking them—in fact, you reminded me just as you were leaving, and I…” you paused for a moment, trying to recall what had happened. “Damn it… Just as I was about to take them, I remembered the laundry in the machine, so I took it out, then washed the dishes, got ready to go out… and completely forgot.” You face-palmed yourself in embarrassment, pulling away slowly with a sigh.
“You’ve been forgetting to take them a lot lately; I told you to set a reminder, love.” He said, pulling you into his side tightly.
“I’ve already set it up, but just then something happens or I remember something else, and I end up forgetting to take them again.” You sighed heavily, huffing out a humorless laugh.
When he noticed that you’d started playing with the bracelets on your wrist again and were muttering incomprehensible things, he didn’t say anything; he wanted to see how long it’d last. After you stopped fiddling with your bracelets, you started shifting in your seat and swinging your leg, and you kept mumbling to yourself.
When something came to mind, you immediately looked up at Han. “By the way, when I went out today, a woman told me how beautiful my hair was—she liked the color of it—and then I started wondering why she suddenly said something like that. And then, when I went into the grocery store, everything on the shelves looked so good that I felt like buying it all; I ended up getting a few snacks—should I bring some over? I bet all of them were—“
Without a word, Han flipped you on your back, placing you beneath him with a precision that sent a rush of heat through your body. The world around you seemed to fade into nothingness, leaving only him—his touch, his body against yours.
His eyes searched yours. “Will you focus on me now?” he asked, a smirk spreading across his face slightly.
You’d already given him every word he needed in the moment. He was in control now, and you were more than willing to let him have it.
His lips crashed down on yours, the kiss was hard and demanding, felt with an intensity that stole your breath away. After he’d stripped you down to your panties, his hands roamed freely, touching you with a hunger that made you ache. His lips trailed down your neck, nipping at the soft skin there, then trailing down your chest, where he focused his mouth on your breast, rolling his tongue around your hardened bud, and his left hand attending to your other breast, kneading the supple skin.
His right hand moved lower, slipping under the waistband of your panties to trace his fingertips ever so lightly through your folds.
“Tell me now, how did you get this wet even though you weren’t even listening to me? What was going through your mind, you naughty girl?” he murmured against your skin, moving away to stare at your cunt, to which he dragged his tongue across his bottom lip. “Are you tongue-tied, or have you just decided to keep quiet and focus, huh?”
You barely managed to muster a reply before his hands fled their posts to lift your hips, to allow for his teeth to catch the elastic of your panties and drag them down to your ankles and toss them to somewhere on the floor with his mouth. Without another word, he dove straight in.
His tongue moved with a slow, devastating precision—savoring every inch of you slowly, deliberately. Each stroke of his tongue was skillful, hungry, and maddeningly thorough, his mouth worshipping you with an unrelenting hunger that bordered on reverence. His hand gripped your thighs, fingers digging into the softness as he spread you wide for him, holding you open as though he couldn’t bear to lose a single moment of access.
You let out moans, huffs, and groans shamelessly; you were desperate beneath the weight of his mouth, and he only smiled proudly at you, enjoying the fact that he’s the one who keeps you focused—tongue flicking over your clit with wicked precision, then sucking hard enough to make you see stars. You cried out, hips jolting, thighs beginning to close around his head in a helpless, overwhelmed instinct.
And when he moaned at you—low, rough, shaking with need—it reverberated straight through your core. The sound alone nearly broke you.
You shattered with a sob, your orgasm tearing through you fast and violently, your body trembling as the release overtook you—but he didn’t stop.
He held you in place, relentless and devoted, licking you through it with obscene focus, tongue fucking you slowly, deeply, while your body broke apart beneath him. You were unraveling in his hands, and still—he kept going until your twitching had slowed to a stop.
When he finally pulled away, his chin was slick with your arousal, lips glistening. “You taste so fucking amazing… God.”
Your breathing was ragged, hands clutching at his hoodie before he leaned up so he could strip it off, revealing his tattoos and smooth skin stretched over lean muscle, his chest heaving with restraint. His eyes were molten, locked on yours as he tugged your thighs apart, settling between them once again.
“This time, I want you to watch me with your eyes fixed on me, without letting your gaze wander. Can you do that?” he muttered, his voice thick with desire.
Your heart raced, your mind spinning with the control he had over you. You could feel the fire building inside you, your breath shallow and fast as you fought to keep yourself from completely losing it.
“I can.” you gasped, eyes glassy with need. “Please, Han—“
Before you could finish, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head with one hand, and two fingers shoved inside with zero warning, deep and brutal, the stretch enough to punch the breath out of you. Your body jerked violently, knees kicking up.
You didn’t even get time to adjust—his fingers were moving instantly, fucking up into you—fast, hard, unrelenting. “Fuck, Han—“
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” he growled, mouth hot against your jaw. “Now take it like the slut you are.”
Your moan broke, he didn’t let up. His pace was savage—each thrust precise, fingers curling deep as your body convulsed under him. You were already slipping, your vision hazy, your muscles limp, your mouth open in a silent moan. You couldn’t feel time, couldn’t think. Just this warm, heady fog flooding every inch of you.
He leaned in, watching every twitch, lips brushing your ear. “You said you could keep your focus on me, don’t float away yet.”
You slowly opened your eyes, gaze fixed on him as he pulled back, his fingers slipping from you, wet and glistening as he reached down to undo his belt. His cock sprang free, flushed and thick, veins prominent along the shaft. You reached for him, but he caught your wrists again, pinning them above your head.
He lined himself up, nudging at your entrance, dragging the head through your slick folds until you were trembling with anticipation. Then, with one slow, merciless thrust, he filled you to the brim.
You gasped, nails digging into his back as your walls stretched around him, the pressure overwhelming in the best way. He paused only a moment, letting you adjust to the size of him, before drawing his hips back and slamming into you again.
“Eyes on me.” he murmured, pulling back slightly, only to thrust deeper, his breath ragged against your skin. “Breathe.”
He groaned when you clenched around him, he buried his face in your neck and set a punishing rhythm, each thrust deeper, harder, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust, the angle perfect, the drag of his cock inside you enough to make your vision blur. His hand snaked up to your throat, fingers curling there—not tight, just enough to remind you of his hold.
“Am I supposed to have to keep bringing you back to the focus every single time, huh?” he growled into your ear, biting the lobe. “Or should I make this moment memorable so that you never forget to take your medicine?”
You gasped, tried to form an answer but when nothing could come off, you just nodded absentmindedly, vaguely.
“Tell me, who keeps you focused when even medicine can’t?” he muttered. “Answer me.” he demanded, voice low and rough.
“You—Gosh… you keep me focused—“ you gasped.
And when the words finally slipped from your lips, breathless and raw, Han’s eyes darkened with triumph. “That’s my girl.” he murmured. “Now keep your eyes on me, don’t look away.”
He shifted, hips grinding against yours as he fucked into you, stroking that sweet spot again and again until you were sobbing with the need to come. His thumb found your clit, circling fast and mercilessly now, pushing you to the edge.
And then you felt it hot—your body clenching around him, stars exploding behind your eyes as your second orgasm ran through you like fire. Han didn’t slow down, chasing his own high, thrusting into you through your climax until his rhythm broke and he spilled inside you with a shudder.
“Fuck, fuck… I’m coming—“
He groaned as he collapsed onto you, both of you panting, slick with sweat and trembling from the aftershocks. The tension had finally broken, but his gaze lingered on you, and you could see the soft smile tugging at his lips.
“What?” you asked with a playful smile.
“You never took your eyes off me for a single moment—do you know what that means?” he asked, his fingers tracing over your lips.
“Oh, please tell me what that means.” you feigned intrigue in amusement.
“I’m even better for you than medicine, so you better appreciate me, baby.” he said with a playful cockiness.
You let out a chuckle, shaking your head. “If it helps me stay focused every time, why not?” you said as you climbed on his lap effortlessly.
His brows lifted in quiet shock. “I was just kidding, honey. We don't have to—“
“You said I should appreciate you, well, now I do.”
With that, your lips met again.
Since you couldn’t focus, you would’ve let him help you, again.
let me know your thoughts about the fic in the comments below, thanks for reading :)
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the way he gets dominant slowly… YOU GOT MY KNEES WEAK!! oh, gosh💗🙂↕️😫
things don't stay the same ⋆ kim seungmin
⤷ part of the weight of love: eight ways to STAY series
as your son eunwoo grows older, seungmin finds himself trying to navigate the quiet distance that begins to settle between them, unsure of when to hold on and when to let go. while you remain the steady heart of the home, father and son are forced to confront the growing pains, fear, and love that come with realizing things don’t stay the same.
pairing thirties!seungmin x thirties!reader genre married life ; coming-of-age ; hurt/comfort rating mature, 18+ word count 13k warnings themes of teen angst & mental health ; domestic realism ; graphic & detailed smut ; p in v sex ; breeding fantasy
𓄲 when i tell you i cried...idk how i got through editing y'all. i am a certified crybaby, i know this, but the amount of times i had to go through it all, jc. as you can tell, this series is diving into v serious topics, that are very real. i hope you all are enjoying the series!iI would love to know your thoughts so please do not hesitate to comment, send me a message/ask, and please reblog if you are enjoying <3
she got my greatest admiration again!!💗🥹🥹
it's the user @/leriexoxo. although i am not sure if they still do, i still find some of their recent fics a little disturbing (i.e their "bi-curious" with lee-know that poorly describes how the dynamic works and just assumed leeknow becoming bi-curious after having sex with reader, we know that's not how gender and sexual preferences works). But hey! it's still your decision. you could search here i think on tumblr what was their issue last year to fiil your curiosity and for you to decide what course of action you would want to do.
I know about @/leriexoxo, babe. someone mentioned it to me in an anon message, and I removed her works from all my recommended fic lists right after that. if you check now, you’ll see she’s not there anymore.
here’s the conversation between me and that lovely anon:
but thank you so so much for letting me know, love💗💗 have nice day again!!😊
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
you just want me to eat ur ahh for this dont you🤔😳
you finally realized it, gosh!! I'm waiting for you right here, right now🧍🏻♀️
(also, I have the most fun reading your reblogs, my love—just a little something to keep in mind🤭)
cant wait to re enact that fic with u
LMFAOOO!! HELL YEAH😝😝
i have seen all of your fic recommendations, and honestly i love them all, but just so you know, if you have no idea one to many of those recommended fics are from a certain user that has been proven of using AI on their fics. i don't want to be the police user into pointing it out but if you are against any usage of AI for fics, i could tell you ho the user is, but if not, that is okay. i just think some readers who would look at your recommended fics would like to know who should they avoid reading fics with. ANYWAY, i hope you having a great day! < 3
on the contrary, I’d really appreciate it if you could tell me which ones use AI. because based on the anon comments I’ve received so far, I’m having a hard time figuring out which ones do and which ones don’t—I’d appreciate it if you could point them out to me.
have a great day lovely person!!
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
thankyou sm for including my work ! — 'cause this type of love's the epitome — so glad you enjoyed it !
you’re welcome!!
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
you just want me to eat ur ahh for this dont you🤔😳
you finally realized it, gosh!! I'm waiting for you right here, right now🧍🏻♀️
(also, I have the most fun reading your reblogs, my love—just a little something to keep in mind🤭)
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
thank you so much 🥺 i’m honored 🥺
muah muahh🤭😚
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
thank you sm for the mention!! 🩷
you’re welcome, ml!!💗💗
seungmin fanfic recommendations 💫
maria’s note: all the fanfics listed below contain explicit scenes, so MDNI! these authors are all incredibly talented writers whom I’ve always admired, so don’t forget to show them plenty of love!! 🤍
making love by @chandora
apartment #203 by @skzfflovers
drink it up by @skzfflovers
fantasy by @elylyyy
walk him like a dog by @emmiesoverthemoon
risky text by @stryscribbles
‘cause this type of love’s the epitome by @kloversung
attention by @hanjinology
fire vs. fire by @joyracha
messy by @ghostlyscripture
target acquired by @ghostlyscripture
i like it by @skzophreniic
the third mug (3 parts) by @skzophreniic
national anthem by @seospicybin
for your recommendation by @seospicybin
burning love by @starlostjisung
the birthday game by @starlostjisung
the friend i love by @starlostjisung
needy by @ysljoon
fwb seungmin by @jisunggy
rainy day by @moch3rii
you shook me by @1nthedarknessofthenight
as we are (5 parts) by @leeknowlore
I’M IN LOVE WITH THOSE AUTHORS SO PLS SHOW THEM SUPPORT AND LOVE, THEY’RE AMAZING 🤍🫶🏻
'cause this type of love's the epitome
𝒦 im 𝒮eungmin headcanons nsfw (mdni) anon request
kysa's note: literally another one of my top favourite tropes. the passion i've put into this is unfathomable. started with jotting it down on my phone's notes app as usual, then moved on to WRITING IT BY HAND on my tablet. then i completed the final draft. anyway, thankyou to the anon that requested this ! hope you like it ! reblogs and comments are really appreciated <3 xoxo.
academic rival seungmin, who is the golden boy of the university, climbing to heights people don't even dare to dream of.