-> synopsis: after two years of dating, you finally meet hongjoong’s parents. but he’s a bit jealous your attention is taken away by his mother on his birthday
-> pairing: hongjoong x reader
-> genre/warnings: fluff, high-school au, slightly pouty joong, one make-out scene that makes it borderline suggestive
-> word count: 1.5k
-> series masterlist: click here
-> author's welcome: hi guys welcome to part 2 im going to need everyone to IGNORE how long i took to post the rest of these chapters.. and yall pls tell me if im using an em dash right 😭also obviously i don't know how joong's mom is in real life so bare with me on these characterizations
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Hongjoong’s 18th birthday was a blur. From the moment the sun peaked through his blinds and to the multiple knocks at the front door before he could even brush his teeth he knew it was going to be an eventful day. Opening the door with his toothbrush in his mouth and foam bubbled on his lips, Hongjoong almost instantly regrets his choices as his eyes land on you in the center of his friends and he bolts to the kitchen sink to spit out the toothpaste.
“Two years of dating and you’re too scared to even let me see you brushing your teeth.” You say as you're approaching him as he's rushing to rinse his mouth.
He turns around and starts to ramble about his reasonings on being so shy around you but you cut him off with a kiss to the cheek. The action causes him to drop his toothbrush on the ground and a groan comes out of Mingi’s mouth as he sees it happen.
“I knew this would happen. And you guys were calling me weird for suggesting to buy him an electric toothbrush to replace his plastic one.”
The jingle of keys at the front door cause the nine of you to freeze. When the boys realize it’s just Hongjoong’s parents they continue on getting comfortable in the house but you’re still frozen in place. Hongjoong rests his hand over yours and a small smile from him calms your nerves.
“Woah!” Hongjoong’s mom exclaims as she glances over the group of teenagers gathered in her living room. “You kids are definitely way too early.” She glances at her watch and nods at the fact that the time says 8AM, deciding to not question the actions of teenage boys too hyper for the early morning.
“I’m sorry mom, but we have to celebrate our best friend’s birthday as soon as possible— Ouch!-”
“Stop calling our moms ‘mom’ Jung Wooyoung! You have a happy family too!”
A soft smile forms on the face of Hongjoong’s mom, you were expecting it to fade out once she enters the kitchen but instead it widens as she glances over you and the conjoined hands of you and her son. “Mom, this is my girlfriend…” He trails off as his mom practically pulls you away from him to embrace you, “Y/N! Oh, why did it take so long for my son to bring you home!”
The warm embrace from your boyfriend’s mother melts down all the nerves you had, and with the way she's talking in your ear it looks like she seems to know all about you from the amount of times Hongjoong talks about you. The man in question, is pouting at the thought of his mom spilling all his thoughts about you that he entrusted to her.
“Ah finally we get to meet the girl!” With groceries and a cake in hand, Hongjoong’s father and older brother make their way into the kitchen. You manage a small wave to them as you’re still stuck in an embrace.
“Hongjoong, why’s your toothbrush on the ground?”
You were gone. It was just one second that he looked away and then you were whisked away by his mother. All of a sudden the living room became filled with testosterone from the sheer amount of men in the room. Every time he tried making an excuse to try to find you he kept on getting pulled, physically, back into the conversation.
Hongjoong’s mother eventually leads you to what you assume is his bedroom, and rushes out with a soft ‘wait here’ coming out her lips. You take the time to look around Hongjoong’s room, there’s a few bunches of clothes here and there and papers all over his desk but other than that, the room feels warm and cozy. Your eyes catch sight of a short love letter you gave to him neatly taped to his wall as they continue to wander around the room.
“Ever since I overheard those boys loudly talk about Joong’s plan to confess to you I’ve been waiting to meet you..” At the sound of her voice you turn and notice two large photobooks in her arms. “ And then I also saw how happy you were making my son every day when he came back from school.. And the fact that he just seems so excited to talk about you and to you,”
Her words cause the room to get even warmer, and they force giggles to come out of you as you just can’t help but react at the effect that you have on your boyfriend. It makes her pause her words and take two steps closer, she places the photobooks on Hongjoong’s bed and sits you both on the mattress.
“He makes me happy too.. So so so happy.” At your words, Hongjoong’s mother clasps your hands in her own.
“I know he does, he kept showing me that letter over there when you gave it to him.”
“Of course he did..” The two of you share a laugh and she pulls one of the photobooks over her lap, “You know, I thought when he’d grow up he’d have a small grumpy phase like his brother. But no, my baby still acted the way he was..”
An instant ‘aw’ escapes your lips as she opens up to a page of toddler Hongjoong smiling at the camera. A proud smile graces his mother’s face as she flips through the pages, your constant ‘aw’s and coos at the pictures filling her pride in her son.
“Our genetics did good, right?”
“Mom!”
The two of you glance up and notice a pouty and disheveled Hongjoong in the doorway, “It’s my birthday, did you have to steal her away from me?”
“Why are you so… roughed up?”
“They kept on pulling me when I tried to get up to find you..”
Hongjoong’s mother shuts the photobook and places it back on the bed, “I’ll finish this later then,” She stand up and pats her son on the shoulder before looking over her own at you to say one more thing. “After cake we’re meeting back here to continue.”
What does he do now? It’s just you and him in his bedroom, the door was open of course and you could hear the rowdiness of the others, but despite all the time spent together in your relationship it was a bit awkward in the room. As if the two of you didn’t know what to do.
“So uh—”
“I think your mom likes me.” You say as you lay back on his bed, not even meaning to cut him off.
“Oh no, she definitely does. I know my whole family does.”
“I haven’t even had a full conversation with your father or your brother yet.” He joins you on the bed, the two of you just stare up at the off-white ceiling.
“Yeah but I kind of talked about you.. A lot.”
“You tell them about my letter?” You chuckle at yourself before turning over to face him.
Hongjoong feels your gaze and you can see a blush grow across his face. “Yes.. But I also told them about your smile, and your laugh, and how sweet you are, and the way your eyes sparkle, and..” He trails off as he finally turns his head and notices just how close the two of you are. And the teasing smile on your face. “Too much?”
You lean in to kiss him softly on the lips, his head tries to follow you once you pull away. “I think it’s perfect birthday boy, I would want to hear everything, though..” Another kiss is planted on his lips and he flutters his eyes open once you pull away again.
“Nope! You’re enjoying it too much. Just go and ask my mom more about it later when you’re with her instead of me,” He turns his head away from you, and his words make you sit up to look over him.
“Don't tell me you're jealous of your own mom..”
His silence speaks a thousand words and it causes a chuckle to escape you. “Are you turning eighteen or fifteen? Why are you still so jealous of everything?”
Hongjoong sits up so that you're eye to eye now, “It's in my nature.” When he sees you're about to jokingly mock his words he rests a hand on your cheek and pulls you in for a kiss, longer and more passionate than the other ones.
His free hand moves to your hip and drags up to your waist as he pushes you back to the bed so he's now hovering over you. Hongjoong barely pulls away as he runs out of breath, he would gladly suffocate if it were from kissing you.
“Not when your friends and family are nearby, Joong..” You tap his shoulder to try to get him off of you but he keeps on planting small pecks over your face.
“Right… But I'm the birthday boy. I deserve to get to kiss my girlfriend, it's only 2pm and I need less time with guys and more time with you.”
-> synopsis: after two years of dating, you finally meet hongjoong’s parents. but he’s a bit jealous your attention is taken away by his mother on his birthday
-> pairing: hongjoong x reader
-> genre/warnings: fluff, high-school au, slightly pouty joong, one make-out scene that makes it borderline suggestive
-> word count: 1.5k
-> series masterlist: click here
-> author's welcome: hi guys welcome to part 2 im going to need everyone to IGNORE how long i took to post the rest of these chapters.. and yall pls tell me if im using an em dash right 😭also obviously i don't know how joong's mom is in real life so bare with me on these characterizations
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Hongjoong’s 18th birthday was a blur. From the moment the sun peaked through his blinds and to the multiple knocks at the front door before he could even brush his teeth he knew it was going to be an eventful day. Opening the door with his toothbrush in his mouth and foam bubbled on his lips, Hongjoong almost instantly regrets his choices as his eyes land on you in the center of his friends and he bolts to the kitchen sink to spit out the toothpaste.
“Two years of dating and you’re too scared to even let me see you brushing your teeth.” You say as you're approaching him as he's rushing to rinse his mouth.
He turns around and starts to ramble about his reasonings on being so shy around you but you cut him off with a kiss to the cheek. The action causes him to drop his toothbrush on the ground and a groan comes out of Mingi’s mouth as he sees it happen.
“I knew this would happen. And you guys were calling me weird for suggesting to buy him an electric toothbrush to replace his plastic one.”
The jingle of keys at the front door cause the nine of you to freeze. When the boys realize it’s just Hongjoong’s parents they continue on getting comfortable in the house but you’re still frozen in place. Hongjoong rests his hand over yours and a small smile from him calms your nerves.
“Woah!” Hongjoong’s mom exclaims as she glances over the group of teenagers gathered in her living room. “You kids are definitely way too early.” She glances at her watch and nods at the fact that the time says 8AM, deciding to not question the actions of teenage boys too hyper for the early morning.
“I’m sorry mom, but we have to celebrate our best friend’s birthday as soon as possible— Ouch!-”
“Stop calling our moms ‘mom’ Jung Wooyoung! You have a happy family too!”
A soft smile forms on the face of Hongjoong’s mom, you were expecting it to fade out once she enters the kitchen but instead it widens as she glances over you and the conjoined hands of you and her son. “Mom, this is my girlfriend…” He trails off as his mom practically pulls you away from him to embrace you, “Y/N! Oh, why did it take so long for my son to bring you home!”
The warm embrace from your boyfriend’s mother melts down all the nerves you had, and with the way she's talking in your ear it looks like she seems to know all about you from the amount of times Hongjoong talks about you. The man in question, is pouting at the thought of his mom spilling all his thoughts about you that he entrusted to her.
“Ah finally we get to meet the girl!” With groceries and a cake in hand, Hongjoong’s father and older brother make their way into the kitchen. You manage a small wave to them as you’re still stuck in an embrace.
“Hongjoong, why’s your toothbrush on the ground?”
You were gone. It was just one second that he looked away and then you were whisked away by his mother. All of a sudden the living room became filled with testosterone from the sheer amount of men in the room. Every time he tried making an excuse to try to find you he kept on getting pulled, physically, back into the conversation.
Hongjoong’s mother eventually leads you to what you assume is his bedroom, and rushes out with a soft ‘wait here’ coming out her lips. You take the time to look around Hongjoong’s room, there’s a few bunches of clothes here and there and papers all over his desk but other than that, the room feels warm and cozy. Your eyes catch sight of a short love letter you gave to him neatly taped to his wall as they continue to wander around the room.
“Ever since I overheard those boys loudly talk about Joong’s plan to confess to you I’ve been waiting to meet you..” At the sound of her voice you turn and notice two large photobooks in her arms. “ And then I also saw how happy you were making my son every day when he came back from school.. And the fact that he just seems so excited to talk about you and to you,”
Her words cause the room to get even warmer, and they force giggles to come out of you as you just can’t help but react at the effect that you have on your boyfriend. It makes her pause her words and take two steps closer, she places the photobooks on Hongjoong’s bed and sits you both on the mattress.
“He makes me happy too.. So so so happy.” At your words, Hongjoong’s mother clasps your hands in her own.
“I know he does, he kept showing me that letter over there when you gave it to him.”
“Of course he did..” The two of you share a laugh and she pulls one of the photobooks over her lap, “You know, I thought when he’d grow up he’d have a small grumpy phase like his brother. But no, my baby still acted the way he was..”
An instant ‘aw’ escapes your lips as she opens up to a page of toddler Hongjoong smiling at the camera. A proud smile graces his mother’s face as she flips through the pages, your constant ‘aw’s and coos at the pictures filling her pride in her son.
“Our genetics did good, right?”
“Mom!”
The two of you glance up and notice a pouty and disheveled Hongjoong in the doorway, “It’s my birthday, did you have to steal her away from me?”
“Why are you so… roughed up?”
“They kept on pulling me when I tried to get up to find you..”
Hongjoong’s mother shuts the photobook and places it back on the bed, “I’ll finish this later then,” She stand up and pats her son on the shoulder before looking over her own at you to say one more thing. “After cake we’re meeting back here to continue.”
What does he do now? It’s just you and him in his bedroom, the door was open of course and you could hear the rowdiness of the others, but despite all the time spent together in your relationship it was a bit awkward in the room. As if the two of you didn’t know what to do.
“So uh—”
“I think your mom likes me.” You say as you lay back on his bed, not even meaning to cut him off.
“Oh no, she definitely does. I know my whole family does.”
“I haven’t even had a full conversation with your father or your brother yet.” He joins you on the bed, the two of you just stare up at the off-white ceiling.
“Yeah but I kind of talked about you.. A lot.”
“You tell them about my letter?” You chuckle at yourself before turning over to face him.
Hongjoong feels your gaze and you can see a blush grow across his face. “Yes.. But I also told them about your smile, and your laugh, and how sweet you are, and the way your eyes sparkle, and..” He trails off as he finally turns his head and notices just how close the two of you are. And the teasing smile on your face. “Too much?”
You lean in to kiss him softly on the lips, his head tries to follow you once you pull away. “I think it’s perfect birthday boy, I would want to hear everything, though..” Another kiss is planted on his lips and he flutters his eyes open once you pull away again.
“Nope! You’re enjoying it too much. Just go and ask my mom more about it later when you’re with her instead of me,” He turns his head away from you, and his words make you sit up to look over him.
“Don't tell me you're jealous of your own mom..”
His silence speaks a thousand words and it causes a chuckle to escape you. “Are you turning eighteen or fifteen? Why are you still so jealous of everything?”
Hongjoong sits up so that you're eye to eye now, “It's in my nature.” When he sees you're about to jokingly mock his words he rests a hand on your cheek and pulls you in for a kiss, longer and more passionate than the other ones.
His free hand moves to your hip and drags up to your waist as he pushes you back to the bed so he's now hovering over you. Hongjoong barely pulls away as he runs out of breath, he would gladly suffocate if it were from kissing you.
“Not when your friends and family are nearby, Joong..” You tap his shoulder to try to get him off of you but he keeps on planting small pecks over your face.
“Right… But I'm the birthday boy. I deserve to get to kiss my girlfriend, it's only 2pm and I need less time with guys and more time with you.”
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
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author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
-> author's welcome: hi guys welcome to part 1 uhm enjoy some silly fun cuteness yayyy!!
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February 14th, 2014. Never in his sixteen years of living has there been an eventful day like today. Who knew that snow on Valentine's Day would completely ruin the plans of Kim Hongjoong.
The whole day was planned out by him and his friends. You'd come to school and receive a flower from one of them, and then first period you'd receive another one. Then again and again each class until finally at the end of the day, Hongjoong's greeting you at the school entrance with a song to confess his love.
But, school was cancelled all together with the amount of snow being forecasted to fall.. Yeah he had to scrap all of his plans and make a new one.
Step 1: Find out where you live.
“What?” Hongjoong blanked out once Wooyoung and Yunho pulled up the slide on their powerpoint. “Find out where she lives? What am I some kind of creep?”
Crammed together on one couch with barely any room to spare was Hongjoong and the rest of his friends, soft mumbles from the others go around at his words.
“Dude, you already blush even if she's just looking at you that’s like.. borderline creep. Anyways,” Before Hongjoong can even argue with Yunho the slide changes to a stock photo of a random house with a red circle around it.
“This is useless to the powerpoint.”
“I know where she lives.” Yeosang raises his hand with his words, “I walked her home once..” Everyone's head snapped towards him, one in particular came with a little glare. “What..? I'm a gentleman, I can't let a girl walk home alone in the rain.”
Step 2: Hongjoong gives you a bouquet of flowers.
The group look at the vase filled with roses in front of them on the coffee table. “Is that your mom's vase?” Hongjoong stays silent as his friends start analyzing where in the house they've seen it before.
“Okay, next slide please..”
Step 3: Pull out that beautiful voice baby.
“Yun, come on I thought you changed the title.”
“But that's what you put down, I thought you just wanted a bit of personality in this.”
Hongjoong puts his head in his hands and groans, “So I’m guessing this is where I sing?” He receives nods from the two standing.
“And San is holding up the speaker—”
“Woah woah woah.. When did I agree to this?” The boy exclaims and is shushed by Mingi, “You lost the rock paper scissors during the last plan.”
“Okay but.. I thought because it’s a new plan.. I’d.. Whatever..” San trails off with a pout on his face
Step 4: Kiss kiss, fall in love.
A poorly drawn picture of Hongjoong and you shows up on the screen, hearts all around you and your stick figures are holding hands as the gif of rose petals fall around you two.
“Any questions?”
With Yeosang leading the way, the group of boys were on their way to your house. Snow is already falling from the sky but Hongjoong’s still sweating underneath his coat from all of the nerves in his heart. He’s clutching the roses in his arms (no vase, sorry mom) with every step he takes.
After three miss turns, five wrong directions, and tons of tripping from the boys around him, Hongjoong finally made it to your house. The eight boys huddle around together outside of the building, Seonghwa’s loosening up the nervous boy by massaging his shoulders while the others hype him up.
“Now remember, if you need us we’ll be right on the street across behind the tree.. Except for San who’s right next to you. But anyways, at the end of the day we love you, you’re the core of our group and we care for you so much, Joong.”
“Are you the one confessing to him or what?” After Jongho’s one-liner, the group scrambles after hearing the front door open. Peeking through the door crack is your dad who’s putting on an intimidating front to the boy left in front of the door.
“Who are you?” Just three words is enough to make Hongjoong freeze up, the roses being clutched even tighter to his chest. His eyes dart left to right and notice that the others all left him.
“I.. I.. Will you be my Valentine? No wait I mean. Can I ask you to be, wait.” Hongjoong turns around to take a deep breath, when he faces your dad again he notices the fact that he had a soft smile before dropping it to a straight face.
“Can I ask your daughter to be my Valentine..?”
A few seconds pass by as your dad gazes at Hongjoong, “We’ll see what she says” The door shuts with a slam, Hongjoong freezes in his spot and stays silent as he hears rustling through the door and he ignores the shouts towards him coming from across the street as the door finally opens to your shocked figure.
“Hongjoong! Woah, it’s snowing and.. Valentine’s Day.. and you’re here..”
He finally moves the roses away from his heart and extend them towards you. When you take them from his hands, the feeling of your soft skin makes his cold hands warm up even without gloves. A small blush forms on his cheeks, matching the way the snow made his nose all red.
“I had this whole plan to confess to you at school but.. obviously we’re not at school. But now I can’t even fully go through with the back-up plan because the speaker ran-off to the other side of the street..” He glances behind him, noticing San holding up the speaker. The sound is only faintly heard to their ears, but whatever beat was playing was overrun by the sound of your chuckle.
“So.. back-up back-up plan..” Hongjoong takes out a piece of paper from his pocket, it’s thin enough that you can see just how many words were scribbled out and rewritten from the back. “Dear Y/N, from the moment I first saw you, I gained a crush on you. From your kindness to your humor, to the way you call my name, everything about you makes my heart flutter..”
He looks up at you and sees you smiling at him, even when your hair is messy from obviously sleeping in, with mismatched socks and a coat loosely put around your shoulder he thinks you’re the most beautiful person in the world.
“I know this may sound weird, but I think about you all the time. I really really like you, Y/N L/N..”
You step closer to him and every step makes his heart flutter, a hand reaches up to his head and ruffles the snow out of his hair. “I really really really like you too Kim Hongjoong.” When you wrap your arm around him and bring him into an embrace you hear a roar of cheers coming from across the street.
“Please ignore them..” Hongjoong mumbles into your shoulder.
“Only if you ignore my parents, who are definitely watching through the window.” At your words, Hongjoong glances at the window and he sees the curtain close instantly. He laughs and pulls you into a tighter embrace, chants of ‘kiss kiss kiss’ are going in through your ears and out the other.
-> synopsis: on valentines day, you take that as the perfect time to reminisce on your relationship with the one and only kim hongjoong.
-> pairing: hongjoong x reader
-> genre/warnings: fluff, angst in a few chapters, fem reader, 5 + 1 but spaced out between small chapters, specific warnings for each chapter
-> status: on-going!
-> author's welcome: hiiii guys!! welcome to my submission for part one of the @eighteez-net dearest you event!! like always, like comment, reblog, and subscribe and also taglist for this is open 😁
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2014/02/14 : the day he confessed
❆༄.° when his plans to confess to you get ruined by some snow, hongjoong and his friends put together a new plan to win your heart
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2016/11/07 : the day you met his parents
❆༄.° after two years of dating, you finally meet hongjoong’s parents. but he’s a bit jealous your attention is taken away by his mother on his birthday
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2019/12/18 : the day you moved in together
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2021/05/14 : the day you knew he was the one
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2024/05/14 : the day you shared your dream with him
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
! ! when san can't fall asleep he goes to do the one thing that'll put him to sleep.
-> pairing: bf!san x reader
-> genre/warnings: smut, sub!san, afab!reader, he's so needy, tit sucking, lots of saliva, slight(?) somno, cunnilingus, fingering, he's lowkenuinley a perv, untouched orgasm (🤤🤤)
-> word count: 1k
-> author's welcome: WHAT is user mars101 writing??? omg be nice on my debut smut piece pls.. i take likes, reblogs, and comments as signs that yall liked it
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It was a feather-like feeling, a single peck planted on your lips from the person beside you. San had been awake for what had felt like hours, just staring at your sleeping figure. He had fixed his position three times already, tried doomscrolling on his phone for a few minutes but decided not to because of the surplus amount of scary videos on his feed due to the time being 4AM, and he even tried counting sheep but nothing could make him fall back asleep.
More and more kisses placed across your face and down your neck. It’s not until they reach your shoulders that you finally stir awake. San’s fingers tickle the skin under your sleeping shorts as he strokes the soft skin. “Hi..” You say with a single eye open, San’s looking up at you with a pout and puppy eyes after he gives one last peck to your bare shoulder. “I can’t sleep…” For a man practically double your size, he’s cowering under your tired gaze.
You bring his head close to your chest as you wrap your arms around him, “What do you want baby?” A kiss is planted on San’s forehead as he looks up at you. “Can I eat you out..?” Your eyes shut in confusion before darting to the alarm clock by the bedside table. “At 4:30 AM? Really?” He nods against you in response as his lips bring heat to your skin through the thin camisole you wear to sleep.
“Please, I have too much energy, I need you..”
The whiny noise that came from his mouth after those three words sent butterflies straight to your core. He doesn’t wait for a reply as he starts planting soft kisses across your stomach, his hands bunching up the fabric of your camisole to your chest.
“You know I’ll treat you so well.. I’ll give you everything.. Please..” The sight of your bare tits hits him hard, his bottom lip quivers at the sight of the buds hardening under his fingertips. San drags his tongue from his stomach up to your nipple. His tongue swirls around the bud before his lips close around the areola and sucks hard.
“San!” A squeal escapes your mouth and it causes him to pull away with a chuckle. “Sorry..” His apology seems fake as a slight smirk is planted on his face while his tongue continues to swirl around your nipple.
“San.. go lower..” San looks up at you with a spark in his eyes, a string of saliva dripping down from his mouth to your chest.
“I thought you said you needed me, I’m giving you permission, idiot.”
He wastes no time with his actions, in one moment he’s licking up the saliva he left on your chest and in the next, he’s got your thighs spread in his hold and his face buried into the center of your sleeping shorts. A deep inhale followed by a sigh of relief is heard from the man as you feel the tip of his nose nudging against your sensitive clit.
Your mouth gapes open with a choked up moan as San gives a long lick through the fabric. He pulls back for just a second to glance at your disheveled appearance. The mess in your hair from thrashing around your head in the pillow, the bunched up camisole above your chest which is glistening from his saliva. And, the picture-like view in front of his eyes, your shorts are thin enough for him to make out the picture of your core, practically crying out for him through the soaked panties.
San gives one last kiss to your core before ripping your thin shorts and moving your panties to the side. He practically buries his face into your pussy and groans at the feeling of your juices covering his face. He’s got his arms holding down your quivering thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.
“So warm..” San whines into your core, he takes two fingers and spreads your lips apart to give himself a larger area to let his spit pool up in. He uses those two fingers and circle around your opening that’s pulsing with need, “She’s calling out for me.” His fingers plunge in with no resistance and he glances up at your face to watch the reaction you always have to his thick fingers inside of you.
Your hips buck up and a hand lands in San’s hair, a moan escapes you as his fingers drag against your walls. The fingers in his hair tug him closer to your core and he’s more than happy to wrap his lips around your puffy clit.
He feels the first signs of your release coming from your legs. The shaking from them against his arms encourage him to go harder. His fingers plunge deeper in you at a faster rate and the sight of them glistening with your juices bring groans out of him and he subconsciously starts to grind against the mattress.
You feel the knot start to unravel within you once he removes his lips off your clit and replaces it with his calloused thumb, the rough padding of his finger doing wonders to you. San can’t get enough of your taste as he fits his tongue alongside his fingers inside of you, wanting to get a better taste as your climax arrives with a bang.
The high pitched moan that comes out of you with a harsh tug to San’s hair is what signals the start of your release. Moans from the both of you echo off the walls of your bedroom, even some whines from San as his grinding against the mattress grow more desperate. Once he knows you’re done gushing all over his fingers and face, he pulls his fingers out with his tongue dragging itself over the digits making sure not to waste a single drop.
Soft whimpers escape your mouth as San cleans up your juices with his mouth. The man, now exhausted, rests his head on your twitchy thigh. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead and he’s seems to be catching his breath, but for different reasons than you think.
“I think I just came in my pants..”
masterlist
author's good-bye: sooooo.... hehe, raise your hand if you gooned to this and thank you to @jaehunnyy for beta reading ily
