Okay, I thought about this a lot, so I’ll try to keep it short haha. Reader and Heeseung get home after a party. The main reason they leave early is because Heeseung is completely out of the world, but contrary to what everyone thinks, he’s incredibly clingy when he’s like this. He won’t stop telling the reader how much he loves her and how unbelievably beautiful she is. He even gets teary-eyed because he suddenly remembers that they’re in love and that he has the best girlfriend ever. When she tells him to take a shower, he pouts because he doesn’t want to be away from her, but eventually listens. Once he’s done and sees her already in bed, he immediately climbs on top of her, looking for cuddles and affection. She happily gives him exactly that—stroking his hair, holding him close, leaving soft kisses all over his face, and reminding him how much she loves him, how handsome he is, and how precious he is to her. In the end, Heeseung falls asleep peacefully in his favorite safe place: her arms :3
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The journey back home felt like they were floating in their own bubble, leaving behind the deafening noise of the party to delve into the tranquility of the streets illuminated by the city's headlights, which now felt so calm, as if there were only the two of you in the world. Heeseung, who throughout the night had maintained his usual reserved, quiet, and reserved posture in front of everyone else, seemed to have transformed into a completely different person the exact moment he buckled his seatbelt in the passenger seat.
"You know, I really can't believe it. How is it even possible that you're so, so beautiful? I spent the whole night looking at you, following you and thinking: 'This perfect girl… is my girlfriend.' God, I'm the luckiest man in the world. So much so that I can say many were envious of me, thinking they also want someone like you, but you're already with me, we belong to each other, and that's worth everything, baby. I really love having you with me, I don't think you can imagine how much." Heeseung murmured, dragging his words with such a pronounced pout that his lips looked adorable under the dim light of the dashboard. He turned his whole body toward you, resting his cheek against the seatback, and looked at you as if you were the only thing worthy of being seen.
You kept your hands steady on the wheel, trying to stay calm, but you couldn't help letting out a soft, low giggle, feeling your own cheeks warm under the effect his words caused. The couple of drinks you'd had at the party had left you in a subtly tipsy and relaxed state, enough for your heart to beat at double speed at your boyfriend's sincere ramblings.
"Stop looking at me like that, Hee. You're going to make me crash if you keep it up," you joked sweetly, giving him a quick sideways glance before returning your eyes to the road and continuing the drive. "By the way, even though you're this drunk, it doesn't change the fact that as soon as we walk through the apartment door, I'm putting you straight in the shower to sober you up a bit."
Heeseung's eyes widened, immediately looking at you with the remorseful expression of a scolded little boy who had just been threatened with an unfair punishment.
"No, I don't want to. Although… on one hand it's fine. Still, I'm going to shower because you're asking me to… but you better get in the shower with me. I don't want to be away from you, do you understand?" he protested in a low hiss, wrinkling his nose as he crossed his arms, though the effect of trying to look serious was completely lost due to the harmless shine in his eyes.
You let out another giggle, touched by his level of clinginess, and stretched a hand off the wheel to find his. Upon feeling your touch, Heeseung instantly intertwined his fingers with yours, bringing your hand to his lips to leave a prolonged kiss on your knuckles, and then began rubbing his cheek against the back of your hand, all without changing the pout for even a second as they entered the building's parking lot.
Once the engine was off, the real odyssey to get out of the vehicle began. Heeseung seemed to have almost completely lost his sense of gravity, so you quickly slid out of the driver's seat to go around the car and open his door. Carefully, you passed one of his arms over your shoulders and held him firmly by the side, leaning into his torso to secure your steps.
As soon as they started walking across the concrete of the parking lot, Heeseung turned the closeness into an absolute necessity. He wasn't content with just leaning on you: he rubbed his cheek slowly and lazily against your hair, as if he wanted to soak in your scent. He sought out the crook of your neck to release warm, humid breaths that made your skin tingle, and he let a large part of his weight fall on you, forcing you to stumble with every step. His hands, clumsy but insistent, moved up and down your waist, tugging at your clothes to pull you closer to his body, as if any millimeter of distance was unbearable torture.
"Hee, please, calm down a little, okay? Stop moving so much or we're really going to end up on the ground, I warn you," you pleaded between muffled laughs, making a tremendous effort to keep your balance under his constant assault.
"It's just… it's inevitable. It's just that I love you so much… I love you, I love you, I love you," he slurred in a hoarse, drawn-out voice, burying his nose deeper into your neck. He inhaled slowly, almost with devotion, and let out a shaky sigh that ran through you entirely. "Besides, you smell so good and I have you this close. Don't ask me for impossible things, darling."
You let out a small sound of resignation, managing to drag him to the elevator area. However, all hope of a quick and comfortable ride vanished the second your eyes landed on a bright orange cone and a sign that read: Out of service temporarily for maintenance. A sigh full of frustration escaped you as you stared at the damn sign before turning your head toward the heavy fire door.
"Well, we have no choice. We have to take the stairs, baby. Get ready," you said, adjusting your grip around him better. And so the real journey began.
Facing the steps with a Heeseung who could barely coordinate his own feet was already a heavy task, but dealing with the notable height difference between you two and his solid build turned it into a high-intensity workout. Each step required perfect synchronization: you pushing upward, holding his hip firmly, and him dragging his feet while his mind floated in a parallel universe of romance.
Halfway up the first flight, Heeseung suddenly stopped dead, forcing you to brake so he wouldn't fall backward. Then he turned his head toward you, stretching his lips into a demanding pout.
"Give me a kiss, baby. Just one and I swear I'll run up. I really want one of your kisses right now. It's been hours since the last one we shared, even at the party," he pleaded in a low whine, blinking slowly.
"No way, Lee Heeseung, we still have two floors to go and it'll definitely take time, so wait a little. I'll give you all the kisses you want, but once we're safely inside the apartment and you've taken a good shower. Now walk," you replied, breathing a little faster from the physical effort while fixing a messy strand of his hair.
"I don't want to wait that long, that's torture, love," he protested, and before you could react or tense up, he slipped off your shoulder to try to wrap you completely in a hug, at the same time blindly seeking your mouth.
The sudden shift in weight was lethal. Just as you had predicted minutes earlier, gravity took its toll instantly when your feet lost their grip on the edge of the step. In a blink of confusion and clumsiness, both of you ended up falling toward the landing of the stairs.
The dull impact against the floor knocked the breath out of you for a second, forcing you to close your eyes as you let out a groan. However, before you could process the hit, the silence of the place was interrupted by the sound of a hoarse and completely shameless laugh that vibrated directly against your chest. Heeseung had ended up on top of you, with his long legs tangled in yours and his arms braced on either side of your head, looking down at you with genuine, overwhelming, and beautiful happiness.
"I told you, Heeseung! You're the biggest fool!" you scolded him immediately, frowning as you placed your hands on his shoulders, pushing him in a useless attempt to get his more than six feet off you. "Get off, you're crushing me. See what happens when you don't listen?"
"I'm not getting off, beautiful. I'm not moving from here. This is my perfect opportunity and I'm not going to waste it… So now you have to give me my kisses," he countered in a slow murmur, dragging his words with a capricious pout. And instead of pulling away, he let his whole limp body fall onto yours, burying his face in the crook of your neck to breathe deeply.
"Don't be sneaky, Hee. We said the kisses would be upstairs, inside the apartment," you protested, though your voice softened completely and your hands stopped pushing him to start caressing the messy strands at his nape.
"But I can't wait, I really feel like I'm going to die if I don't kiss you right now," he exaggerated in a low whine, lifting his face from your neck to look at you. His eyes fixed on yours had an innocent shine, but loaded with such dense devotion that it caught the words and any protest you had in your throat. "Look at you… God, just look at you. How can you ask me to hold out for two full floors when you're this beautiful? How did I get so lucky? Tell me… How is it possible that you're mine?"
Before you could articulate a response to stop his cheesy outburst, Heeseung began to attack your face with desperate slowness, as if he needed to mark every inch of your skin. He left a wet, prolonged kiss on your left cheek, another right on the tip of your nose, and several more on your forehead, gently descending along your jaw while his large, warm hands clumsily rose to cradle your cheeks with extreme delicacy.
"I really love you so much, I love you too much, baby. You're the best girlfriend in the entire world, the most beautiful, the sweetest to me… I'm crazy about you, you know that? Completely obsessed, to the point where it scares me a little, because I've never felt this way with anyone, only with you. You're everything that's right, loving you does me good," Heeseung murmured against your lips, stopping just millimeters away from them, letting his warm breath brush against you. His voice suddenly became deeper, broken by exhaustion and by a feeling so pure that it squeezed your chest.
Suddenly he pulled away, though it was barely a few centimeters, and he was forcing you to hold his gaze. It was at that moment that your heart skipped a beat upon noticing the subtle change in his expression: his pupils were completely dilated, his lips trembled in an attempt at a smile, and his eyes had suddenly become watery, filling with heavy tears that threatened to slide down his cheeks at any moment. The barrier of his usual shyness and reserve had completely crumbled because of the alcohol, leaving exposed a vulnerable soul that felt overwhelmed by the simple fact of having you there.
"I can't imagine a life anymore where you're not with me. It would be a complete disaster without you. It's just that really… you're my everything, my safe place, my favorite person, with whom I can be myself and not fear being judged for it. Like I said, you're everything that's right, I really adore you. Never leave me, please," he continued in a broken thread of voice, blinking slowly while a rebellious tear finally slid from the corner of his eye.
Your warm and understanding hands immediately rose to cradle his face, resting on his cheeks as you looked at him with infinite tenderness. Feeling his vulnerability in that way, so exposed and surrendered to you, made your heart race, beating frantically. Because yes, he always found a way to express his love to you; he didn't need to be under the influence of alcohol to tell you how much he loves you and how much he likes you. But… this was definitely another level, a side of him that belonged only to you, and that he trusted you with blindly, knowing he was safe with you and only you.
"I love you too, Hee. I love you with the same intensity, do you hear me? You're everything to me too, my love. I'm the happiest woman in the entire universe since the very day you came into my life, you're everything that does me good. I can't imagine a life without you at this point either, so, all the more reason… I'm not going anywhere, I couldn't leave you that easily," you assured him in a whisper, sliding your thumbs to gently wipe away the tear that had escaped.
Heeseung didn't respond with words; instead, he let out a sigh and closed the distance to join his lips with yours. It was a slow, prolonged, and deep kiss, devoid of any rush. You savored each other with an almost palpable devotion, feeling the closeness of your breaths mixing together. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair, while he slid his large hands under your back, holding you against his body with protective firmness. In that instant, lying on the floor, they felt once again as if they were only the two of them against the rest of the world at those early morning hours.
After a while, they slowly pulled apart, their lips still touching in one last satisfying brush. And at that same moment, you softly caressed the nape of his neck.
"It's time now, baby. We really have to go up so we can rest properly," you whispered in his ear, giving him a couple of tender pats on the shoulder.
Heeseung looked at you fixedly for a couple of seconds, processing your words with a lazy smile that lit up his eyes. He leaned in to leave a sweet, loud kiss on your forehead before placing his hands on your sides to get up.
"Okay, you're right. Now I promise to be completely cooperative," he conceded in a thread of voice, extending his hand to help you up.
"You'd better," you laughed softly, accepting his help and planting one last quick peck on his lips to seal the promise.
The rest of the journey fortunately went by without any more issues. Keeping his word, Heeseung made an effort to coordinate his steps better, and both of you climbed the remaining stairs with extreme care until finally, the key turned in the lock and you entered the safety of your home.
Straight from the entryway, you headed to the bathroom, and he barely gave you the chance to take off your boots at the entrance. Since, just as he had begged so intensely, he took you with him and that's how you ended up getting into the shower together.
The contact of the warm water falling on their bodies and the familiar scent of the soap helped dissipate the dense fog of alcohol in Heeseung's head, giving him back a bit of sanity, although it didn't remove even a bit of his clingy attitude, because even there in that space, his closeness didn't cease, his need to keep you near was still there, in the way he held you against his chest, in how he washed your body and also let you wash his. His lips kept finding you, leaving sweet and prolonged kisses on yours, or on any corner of your body he could reach. He was so devoted and adorable that you couldn't even push him away; you didn't want to.
Eventually, both of you got out of the shower, and then out of the bathroom, wrapped in towels. Once outside, he veered off to the opposite side of the hallway, lazily dragging his feet toward the kitchen to pour himself a glass of cold water, while you went ahead to the shared bedroom.
A minute later, the bedroom door opened with an almost imperceptible creak. Heeseung entered just as you were finishing putting on your underwear and one of his largest cotton t-shirts to sleep in. Seeing how the garment hung loosely on you, covering you down to your thighs, an extremely sweet smile drew on his lips. Without saying anything, he proceeded to get dressed at the foot of the bed, putting on only some comfortable boxers.
You slipped under the sheets first, arranging the pillows, and Heeseung got in right after. True to his need for contact, he didn't look for his side of the bed; instead, he immediately crawled toward you and let his body fall against yours, settling on your chest almost in the same way they had been lying on the staircase floor a while ago.
You let out a sigh of satisfaction, wrapping your arms around him while your fingers naturally sank into his still slightly damp hair, starting to pamper him. Seeking your warmth, he left a soft kiss on your neck before completely burying his face in that area, breathing in your scent.
"I'm sorry…" he murmured with his voice muffled against your skin, his slurred voice betraying that exhaustion was finally winning the battle. "Forgive me for my behavior a while ago, I was a fool on the stairs."
"Don't worry about that, my love," you responded with tenderness, leaving a kiss on the top of his head while continuing your caresses. "The last thing you need to apologize in this life is for being so cute and affectionate with me. I love that you can talk freely about how you feel."
Heeseung let out a long sigh, relaxing every muscle in his back under your touch, feeling completely safe in his favorite place in the world.
"It wasn't a lie… Not a single one of my words. You really are my everything. I love you…" he slurred almost inaudibly, his words turning into a blurry murmur as sleep completely claimed him on top of you.
You smiled in the dim light, your heart so full it almost hurt. Your fingers continued sliding slowly through his hair, in a calm and protective rhythm, while you held him a little tighter against your chest, as if you wanted to merge him with your own skin. You leaned in gently and placed a long, reverent kiss on his bare shoulder, inhaling his warm and familiar scent. Then you stayed there, still, just listening to the beat of his heart, feeling the soft rise and fall of his breathing, deep and calm. Confirming that he had already surrendered to sleep.
"I love you too, my Hee," you whispered in his ear with infinite devotion, closing your own eyes to let yourself be carried away by sleep, wrapped in his weight and comforting warmth.
summary: soobin is on a break from tour, so you both escape to japan for a few days.
pairing: idol!soobin x gn!reader
genre: fluff
word count: 1.6k
warnings: ehhh none. they are just tooth numbingly sweet.
authors note: can you tell that I’m reeeeeally pushing the soobin sweetheart boyfriend agenda lol. this was kind of inspired by his japan vlog, and I added my own twist with some of my own knowledge of Japan. this reminded me that my Japanese isn’t going to study itself, and soobin if you see this and think you’re slacking, I’m probably slacking harder.
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“I think I’m going to do some things on my iPad. Maybe draw.” You spoke, reaching for your bag that you set onto the floor.
“I might read.” Soobin answered. “I bought a new book a few days ago to read on this flight.”
Soobin was on a break from tour right now, and you both decided it was a perfect time to take a trip to Japan for a few days for some alone time.
The flight wasn’t very long; only two and a half hours. It was roughly an hour in, both you and Soobin keeping yourselves occupied. you were listening to music and doodling on your iPad while soobin was reading his book.
You drew a cute little doodle of Soobin’s hedgehog, Odi as well as a bunny with a carrot. Smiling to yourself at how cute it was, you turned to show Soobin, but realized that he was fast asleep.
His arms were crossed in his lap and his head tilted to the side. You always thought it was cute how his nose sometimes whistled when he was asleep.
“Soob.” You quietly spoke, picking up his book and bookmarking the spot he left off on.
He hummed without opening his eyes, and shifted in the seat.
“You almost lost your spot in your book.” That made him open his eyes, and pick it up.
“I got so tired all of a sudden.” Soobin laughed at himself. “I didn’t sleep good last night. I was too excited.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever slept on a plane.” You answered. “It’s hard for me to get comfortable.”
Soobin tousled his blonde hair, fixing his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He leaned over to look at your iPad. “What are you drawing?”
“Just random things. Look I was going to show you this, but you were asleep.” You pointed to the doodles of Odi and the little bunny.
Soobin’s smile was so big. “Aw, you drew my Odi! I miss him.”
He swiped through your other drawings. One of a plant, two cats, but then he stopped on one that was a cartoonish drawing of a boy with blonde hair.
“Is that supposed to be me?” Soobin questioned.
“Yes.” You responded, smirking. “You weren’t supposed to see that one.”
Soobin was smiling. “No no no it’s cute. You’re cute.” He kissed your temple, making you giggle.
It wasn’t long after that, the plane arrived, and you both got off, and found your bags.
“Should we get a taxi or take the train?” Soobin asked you as you walked away from baggage claim.
“A taxi will be too expensive from the airport. we can just buy train tickets.” You answered, making him nod; his blonde hair bouncing as he did so.
“Plus, it will give you a chance to practice your Japanese.”
A blush formed on Soobin’s cheeks. “Hey, don’t do that to me. That makes me so nervous.”
“Soobin, you are a lot better at Japanese than you claim you are. I’ve seen your notebook.” You we’re right, Soobin was pretty good at learning Japanese. He always carried his flash cards with him, and you helped him study any chance you got.
You both bought your train tickets, and within an hour or so, you finally arrived at your hotel room.
The second you both walked into the room, you immediately took off your shoes and coats, and relaxed onto the bed.
You moved closer to Soobin, nuzzling into him; making him giggle. “Are you tired?”
You nodded, and Soobins hands smoothed over your hair. “We can take a nap if you want. We’ll just have a chill night tonight while we plan the next couple of days.”
“Okay.” You answered, your eyes already closed as Soobin pulled you closer to him. At this point he was becoming your human body pillow. Soobin always smelled so good; like a mix of vanilla and fresh laundry. Pretty soon you were both fast asleep.
Within about two hours later, you both woke back up. You took a shower while Soobin watched an anime on the television, and then once you were finished; Soobin took a shower. Soobin took longer showers, so by the time he was out, your hair was already blowdried and you were in your hotel robe sitting on the bed doing your make up.
“You don’t need makeup.” Soobin spoke cutely to you. You looked up at him, he was wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants while drying off his damp hair with a crisp white towel. “You always look nice.”
“Soob, you don’t have to say that. I just like to wear some of it.” He sat near you on the bed, picking up some of your products and examining them.
“This is cute.” He had a peachy toned eyeshadow palette in his hand.
“I’ll wear it.” You smiled at him watching you. “I’m almost done, then I just have to get dressed.”
Soobin was still looking at your makeup products, then looked at his phone for the time. “It’s like 7pm. If you want we could just walk around and go to the convenience store.”
“Yeah, that’s fine.” You answered, putting your makeup away.
“There’s a 7-11 like ten minutes away that we can walk to.”
You stood up from the bed to get dressed. “I’m gonna change. What are you wearing?”
Soobin looked up from his phone at you. “Im just going to wear these.” He rubbed his sweat-pant clad thighs. “And like a hoodie or something. Don’t forget about a coat, it’s cold outside.”
You smiled at him before going through your suitcase to find clothes. “Soobin, I know.”
You threw on a simple outfit of some jeans and a sweatshirt.
You both were standing in front of the mirror, and you spritzed some perfume on.
“We look cute.” Soobin spoke, looking at you through the mirror.
You smiled. “I know, I want to kiss you all over.”You turned to face him, standing on your toes to kiss him. “You ready to go?”
Soobin nodded, his fluffy hair bouncing. “Let me get my scarf and my bag.”
Soobin grabbed his bag before wrapping his scarf around his neck, then both of you headed out of the hotel and onto the street.
“The 7-11 is this way.” Soobin spoke, grabbing your hand and starting to walk in that direction. You had to admit that Soobin looked so cute all bundled up in the cold.
“The streets look so cool.” You spoke out loud to yourself, looking around.
“I know. It has a Japan vibe.” Soobin answered.
“Soobin, that’s where we are!” You laughed, making him smile.
“Oh, you know what I mean.” He couldn’t help but laugh at himself too.
You eventually came to an intersection, and stopped for the okay to cross the street.
You were standing next to Soobin, still holding his hand, and felt a chill.
“I’m kind of cold.” You said quietly.
Soobin looked down at you. “Your coats not even zipped all of the way!” He let go of your hand, zipping your coat up. “No wonder you’re cold.”
You eventually crossed the street, and entered the 7-11 shortly after. Soobin opened the door for you and let you walk in ahead of him.
“Do you want ramen?” Soobin asked you.
“Ooh yes please.” You answered, making him smile. “I want natto too.”
You found the ramen section, picking out flavors that you think you’d enjoy.
Both of you strayed off on your own for a little bit, but eventually Soobin found you with some things in your hands.
“Did you find anything good?” He held out his hand basket to you to put your things in.
“Yes!” The excitement was prevalent in your voice. “cheddar aerial chips, natto, and some hand rolls.” You placed each item in the basket as you named it.
“Those chips sound good.” Soobin added.
“Oh my gosh I could eat the whole bag. Which I’ve definitely done before. I can’t ever find them at home.” You noticed he had picked out a few things. “What do you have?”
“I know you like the pocari sweat in the can.” He pointed to it in his basket. “and I found apple hi chews.” He had about eight sticks of them.
You laughed. “Soob, I know that’s your favorite flavor but I hope you left some for somebody else.”
He laughed, smiling. “Hey, I did.”
You guys soon checked out your items, and went to sit down in front of the window to enjoy your snacks.
“I kind of panicked when she asked if I wanted a bag or not” Soobin said as he sat down next to you.
“But you did great.” You opened up your hand roll, wrapping the nori seaweed around it. “Want a bite?”
Soobin nodded, leaning in to take a bite.
“It’s good.” He grabbed the two bowls of ramen. “I’ll go put hot water in these.”
He came back, setting both bowls down for the noodles to soften. You opened your can of pocari sweat, taking a sip.
“It’s just superior in the can.” You commented, making Soobin laugh.
“So what do you want to do tomorrow?” You asked Soobin, opening up your styrofoam container of natto.
“I want to find a bookstore hopefully, and maybe we can go to the countryside. like maybe shirakawa.” Soobin answered.
“Yeah we can do that. I wanted to see the cherry blossoms. I think they should have bloomed in some places. I know it’s kind of touristy and it will probably be so busy, but we can take some cute pictures.”
Soobin peeled the lid off of his ramen. “Yeah, probably, but we can figure it out.”
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Pairing: boyfriend!jk x reader
Genre: smut!!! (18+), established relationship, zero plot just sex.
Word Count: 841
Summary: you and jungkook fuck in the bathroom in front of the mirror.
Warnings: clitoral stimulation, teasing, fingering, making out, sweatiness (lol), sex in front of a mirror, foggy/steamy bathroom, begging, some minor manhandling, eye contact in mirror, unprotected sex, cumshot, reader gets teary, lots of whining, showering together henced at the end.
Authors Note: this is probably the quickest I have ever finished something in my entire writing career thus far. also, my first jk piece!!! sorry for making the girlies wait so long. hope you enjoy, and as always give me your thoughts!!
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“Please…” Your voice was a barely audible whine as Jungkook’s fingers didn’t let up on your clit.
“Finish that sentence.” Jungkook looked at you through the bathroom mirror that was beginning to fog up. One of your legs hiked up so that your knee rested on the countertop. Both of your clothes are almost gone, thrown in piles onto the floor. “I want to hear you.”
His sentence was punctuated by his middle and ring finger dipping between your folds and leaving in an instant. You tried to lean into him and keep him there longer, but he pulled away; making you cry out in desperation.
The humidity from the bathroom was making your shirt that was hiked up to reveal more of your body to Jungkook stick to you. The body heat coming off Jungkook was not helping the situation, your back against his naked upper body.
You leaned your head back onto his shoulder, letting out a sigh. Jungkook leaned down, his voice right in your ear.
“Finish the sentence.”
You were sure that your wetness was about to drip onto the floor at this point because you could hear the noise from Jungkook’s fingers.
“Please. I need…I need…” Your voice breathy. “I need you. Your cock, your fingers, anything.”
“Good girl.” He pressed a kiss by your ear, making a chill run down your spine.
You let out an erotic moan when you felt his fingers inside of you again. This time fucking into you just how you like it; swirling to explore your inner walls.
“Fuck, I love your pussy.” Jungkook’s voice was low; somewhat muffled in your neck.
You closed your eyes, nodding to whatever he was saying.
He held your body against himself as he suddenly started going harder; knowing you liked it that way.
“Yes…Fuck.” You whined, slightly smirking to yourself as you grabbed onto Jungkook’s arm, your nails slightly scratching his skin.
“Fuck.” He grunted before pulling away from you, quickly pulling down his underwear, guiding the tip of his cock to your entrance.
You sucked in a breath when you felt him teasing your entrance; practically dripping for him.
“Don’t tease me.”
Jungkook hummed in response, slipping the tip of his cock into you, then pulling it out. You leaned forwards onto the countertop.
“No!” You whined, trying to move back towards him, feeling the cold marble in contrast to your hot skin. “Please, please, please.” You don’t think you’ve ever felt so desperate in your life.
“You know I like hearing you beg for it.” Jungkook’s hands grabbed your waist to steady you. “But I think you’ve done enough, right?” He looked at you through the mirror again, locking eye contact for a few seconds. You nodded, biting your lip to suppress a whimper.
Your mouth fell open when he finally pushed his cock inside of you, bottoming out in the first thrust.
Jungkook groaned at the feeling, pulling your hips back to meet his thrusts. You reached behind you with one of your hands to grab onto him.
“Fuck, right there.” You cried out, eyes starting to water. “Don’t stop.”
You were already so worked up, you felt like you could cum at any moment. Your walls were already clenching around his length.
Jungkook pulled your body up, your back against his chest, arms holding you tightly against him. You gasped at the sudden change in position, and Jungkook’s rhythm never changed.
“Fuck, you’re gonna cum aren’t you?” Jungkook was panting, his hot breath on your neck.
You couldn’t find the words, so you just nodded.
Jungkook started fucking into you harder; making you clutch onto him. You were being so loud now that you were so sure he was going to cover your mouth.
“Jungkook. Fuck.” You turned your face towards his as he watched you in the mirror, your body slightly trembling. You closed your eyes, brows furrowed and feeling like you’re dripping sweat – or maybe it was Jungkook. “I’m so close…”
“Mhm.” He turned and sloppily kissed you. “Tell me.”
Your orgasm crashed over you soon after; and you did nothing to stop it. Your pretty sure you let out a rather loud whine, because Jungkook quietly shushed you as he continued to fuck into you. He was still holding onto you as you probably would have fallen if he wasn’t.
“Jungkook…” You mumbled, starting to get overstimulated.
“Can I cum inside of you, baby?” Jungkook asked you, his face close to yours. “I’m so fucking close.”
“Please, please.” You nodded almost too quick, biting down onto your bottom lip. “Wanna feel you.”
Jungkook’s rhythm got sloppy right until he abruptly crashed his lips into yours. You moaned into his mouth when you felt him finish inside of you.
“Fuck.” You moaned against Jungkook’s mouth as he was still kissing you, your fingers ran through his dark hair that was somewhat damp with sweat. “What a mess…”
Jungkook hummed, beginning to kiss down your neck. “Tell me about it.” He slightly laughed. “Wanna get in the shower?”
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: your and jake’s son begging you to go play in the snow when it’s already dark outside.
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀: fluff, winter, established relationship (they are married).
𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: sim jaeyun x reader.
𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 584
𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: i’ve been thinking about making this when i first saw this photo.
snow clung to the edges of rooftops and windowsills, glowing beneath the streetlights.
you, jake and your son were on the walk outside because minjae begged you to go out to see the snow.
at first you were hesitant. he was already four but in your eyes he will always be your little baby and you were scared he would catch a cold.
but when jake came from the kitchen to the living room and saw minjae asking you to go out, he melted instantly.
minjae still looked at you with his cute pout and when you were about to try to tell him that you could go out another time because it’s already dark without breaking his little heart, jake sat next to you.
“what’s going on here?” he asked although he knew because he eavesdropped your conversation with your son.
“daddy can we go play outside?” minjae turned to his last hope, which was jake.
“what did mommy say?” jake turned to minjae.
“mommy doesn’t wanna go but we could convince her together!” your son beamed.
“i don’t know.” your husband hummed.
“please.” minjae climbed at jake’s knees.
“okay, but we still have to convince mommy.” they both turned to you at the same time.
“mama please.” your kid pleaded.
“let’s get you dressed up.” you sighed and took his hand.
when you were all already dressed up and about to leave you turned to jake.
“if he gets sick i’ll kill you.”
when you finally left, minjae took in one hand your hand and in the other jake’s and dragged you both to the nearest empty stretch of land covered in untouched snow that was perfect to make a snowman.
“appa can you help me make a snowman?” minjae left your hand and dragged jake with him.
“but you better not get sick or mom is going to kill you, okay?” jake tickled your son and minjae nodded.
you stood there watching both of the most important people in your life make a snowman while the snow fell softly like tiny feathers drifting through the air.
you could see minjae giggling at jake who got hit by his snowball which he could easily avoid but he didn’t so he could see your son smile.
you took out your phone and took a few photos of them throwing snow at each other.
after few more minutes minjae ran up to you with a warm smile.
“what happened baby?” you kneeled to his level adjusting his beanie.
“mama you look so lonely standing here alone, go play with us.” he took your hand in his and without time for you to protest he dragged you to where jake was still making their snowman.
“i got mommy to play with us!” your son exclaimed.
“you agreed?” jake looked up at you.
“did you think i wouldn’t?” you got fake offended and threw a snowball at him.
“i just asked!” he chuckled and threw a snowball back at you while minjae giggled at you both and also threw a snowball at jake.
“are you siding with mom?!” jake looked something between offended and betrayed.
minjae just chuckled and nodded throwing another snowball at his dad.
after another minutes of fighting with snowballs and finishing the snowman it was finally the time to go home and even with a bit of pouting from minjae and exclaiming that he could stay a bit more jake took him in his arms and whispered promises about coming back tomorrow.
Hii <3 this is my first post on Tumblr! Lowkey nervous because I’ve never posted anything on here and this is my second time writing something like this.
This post may or may not have been inspired by a dream I had about these two...only the first couple of sentences though, the rest I just came up with.
Pairing : Ni-ki + Jungwon x fem! reader
CW: Tag teaming, vaginal sex, oral sex, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, praise kink, degrading kink, unprotected sex (stay protected yall), rough sex, photos/videos taken during sex, breast play, spanking, and face-fucking.
WC: 5,202
“Ni-ki—please…” you whisper while rubbing your face against his clothed bulge. You don’ t know how this happened, Jungwon and Ni-ki are currently towering over you.
They’re looking down at you, noticing the way your hands are roaming up and down Ni-ki’s thighs while whining. He couldn’t help but snicker at your desperate pleas.
“What is it?” He mocks, “You look ridiculous right now.” You could hear Jungwon’s low chuckling on your right.
“Want it…please…”
god you sounded so pathetic, but your dignity was far out the window. All you wanted was Ni-ki’s dick in your mouth.
You looked up at the two who exchanged quick glances before smirking, looking back down at you. That did something to you–, before Ni-ki broke the silence.
“Sure, since you asked so nicely,” he cooed. Starting to undo his zipper, enough just for him to pull out his cock from his briefs. He delivered a couple strokes to get himself nice and hard, just for you.
Once ready, he positioned it right in front of your face–eye level. Your eyes practically sparkled at the sight, his tip was a light shade of red and leaking pre-cum.
You stared at it for a moment before hesitantly sticking your tongue out to give it small kitten-like licks. You could hear Ni-ki groaning, fueling your desire to please him even more. A couple more licks were done before fully taking it in your mouth.
“Fuck—” he hissed while throwing his head back. Jungwon was hypnotized by the scene in front of him, the way your mouth eagerly swallowed his bandmate's dick, your kneeling position on the floor, and the obscene noises coming from you.
“Mmm—”
You let his dick sit for a minute while you adjusted. Once ready, you slowly started bobbing your head, enjoying the intoxicating sweet tangy scent and taste. A cold slimy feeling started pooling between your legs.
You continued, setting a slow pace while your hands grasped onto Ni-ki’s thighs for leverage. He let out a string of curses while Jungwon groaned. Your Eyes shifted toward him, seeing how his hand palmed at his groin through his jeans.
Your pace was so slow and agonizing for Ni-ki. He just wanted to grab your hair and face fuck you himself—but he resisted.
You moaned when the tip hit the back of your throat, sending shivers up Ni-ki’s body. He looked down and saw your glistening face with watery eyes—and lips stretched prettily around him.
He wanted to snap a photo of this so bad, but he’ll get his chance later. Right now he’s more focused on how your hot mouth is hugging him just right.
Suddenly, you pulled back, a string of saliva connecting you and his dick. You catched your breath before dragging your lips on the side of it while delivering kisses.
“So eager for Ni-ki’s cock, huh?” Jungwon teased, “Can’t wait for you to suck mine next.”
A muffled, “mhm” left you before bringing his dick back into your mouth. This time, going slightly faster but not enough to satisfy Ni-ki entirely.
He couldn’t stand it anymore, so before you knew it, he roughly grabbed your hair and forced you to take it all–hitting the back of your throat again. This time leaving you there for a minute, enjoying how your throat convulsed around him.
He kept his rough grip on your hair before snapping his hips forward, beginning to face-fuck you with such brute force.
“Mmm—!” You whined, struggling to adjust. He could feel your fingernails digging into his thighs but he paid no mind, his goal was to cum down your throat.
“Shit, her throat feels so fucking good.” He remarked. His grip was painful but you were so horny that it didn’t matter.
Obscene squelching noises filled the room, saliva was dripping down your chin. Making everything more lewd and messy, not that the two were complaining.
You noticed Ni-ki’s thrusts become more erratic and could feel his dick twitching, you knew he was close.
A couple more thrusts and he halted—hot cum spilling in your throat. He kept you there, not letting you breathe until you swallowed all of it.
You swallowed as much as you could before frantically tapping his thigh. Signaling you can't breathe, only then did he let you off.
He left you coughing—desperate for air.
“Wow, she took it like a champ.” Jungwon said while staring at your figure.
Your gaze was brought back to them, that was amazing—but you craved more.
“Jungwon…Ni-ki…” you complained, “M-More please.”
Without a second to spare, Ni-ki tucked his member back in his briefs before making way toward your bed. You stared at him confused, before feeling a pair of hands grab at your waist, lifting you off the floor. You squeaked, realizing it was Jungwon.
He slung you over his shoulder while following Ni-ki. Your body felt hot all over, the way he so easily manhandled you—
He stopped in front of the bed and placed you down, well more like threw you. Your back hit the soft white comforter, shutting your eyes and letting out a “oof” sound.
You hesitantly opened them and saw the two stare at you like you were prey. Their intense stares had you fidgeting, nervous but anticipating for what’s next.
Ni-ki suddenly climbed on the bed, his hands grabbing your legs, pulling you closer to him. You laid there, staring up at him, Jungwon climbed on the bed as well but he positioned himself behind your head.
Ni-ki stared at you for a moment before bringing his lips to yours, viciously kissing you. You were surprised but quickly melted into it, while doing so, you felt a pair of hands grab at your shoulders, rubbing them.
His tongue swiped across your lips, asking to enter. You obliged, opening your mouth, and instantly hit with the warm tongue entering. Exploring.
This lasted for a minute before he pulled back, taking in how your pupils were dilated and filled with lust. He smirked before pulling himself back, propping himself on his knees right in front of you.
“Let’s get this party started, shall we?” Jungwon whispered into your ear, his hot breath hitting you while his hands continued rubbing.
You turned your attention to him but was quickly brought back to Ni-ki–who was grabbing at your pants waistband. He began pulling your flimsy black sweats down, marveling at your legs.
Once completely off, he discarded them on the floor. You were left with only a baggy shirt and a pair of white cotton underwear.
Jungwon suddenly pushed your upper body down onto the soft bed. Now laying down, with your head resting on his lap. Your gaze was locked onto Ni-ki who positioned himself between your legs, roughly pushing them aside.
He brought his hand up to your clothed core and started rubbing it. You whimpered, already feeling tense.
You could feel Jungwon’s hand in your hair, softly running his fingers through it. His other hand was slowly rubbing up and down your torso. Ni-ki’s rubbing grew frantic, causing you to moan. You felt the cotton material becoming damp.
He suddenly stopped, retracting his hand but was soon replaced with his nose, inhaling your scent. Until his tongue began licking the faint wet patch, soaking it even more.
“Ni-ki…” you pleaded, he was obviously teasing and you hated it. His head perked up, catching your gaze,
“Hm?”
“Take it off…” you mumbled, becoming eager. He chuckled before grabbing them and sliding them off with ease. The cold air hitting your cunt, causing you to involuntarily close your legs.
He tsked before forcing them apart again. His hands gripped your soft plush thighs, holding them in place while he stared at your core. It was flushed and dripping with your arousal.
He let out a low whistle, before inching his face closer. You could feel his hot breath directly on it, causing you to whimper.
Jungwon’s hands snaked upwards to your chest, they lingered in the air before coming down to grope your boobs. He expected to be met with the firmness of a bra but was surprised when he felt a soft squishy feeling.
He scoffed, “No bra?”
You nodded, it was night so why wear one? His comment caught the attention of Ni-ki, who peeked up through your legs, eyes locked onto Jungwon fondling them.
Without warning, Ni-ki licked a stripe from your hole to your clit. “N-Ni-ki!” you exclaimed, hand coming up to cover your mouth. Jungwon saw this and grabbed your hand before swatting it away.
“Don’t.” he ordered.
You whined, his hand went right back to groping your tit. He started getting annoyed by the shirt getting in the way, grabbing the hem of it and slowly pulling it off. You laid pliant, making the process easier.
He threw it somewhere, too focused on you to care. He was captivated at your fully naked body, the way your boobs went up and down with your breathing, along with your plump stomach.
His hands were glued back to your chest, gripping them a little harder, kneading them. His cold hands coming in contact with your hot body had you shivering. Ni-ki continued lapping at your hole before focusing on your clit.
His tongue teased around it before bringing it into his mouth and sucking on it. You gasped, shocks of pleasure seething through your body. Your thighs tried closing but his iron grip held them in place.
He continued sucking before backing off, to deliver kisses on your inner thighs. You couldn’t hold back a smile at that—that action was so sweet compared to what you guys were about to do. Jungwon kept toying with your chest before bringing his mouth down to one and sucking it.
You moaned–caught off guard by the sensation. It felt nice but at the same time a little sensitive, and with the way he used his teeth to slightly tug on it, had you gripping his forearm while panting.
You were so focused on the way your nipple was being stimulated that you didn’t even realize Ni-ki’s finger was slowly rubbing up and down your folds. His hand was gathering your arousal, swirling it around before bringing his fingers back. His eyes locked onto how it was dripping off his fingers before bringing them to his mouth, licking them clean.
“Mm—taste so fuckin’ good.”
He brought his fingers back down and used his thumbs to deliver slow tight circles on your clit. Your legs jolted, breathing becoming more airy. Jungwon continued his assault, his hands giving soft squeezes and pinches.
Your senses were heightened, feeling sensitive all over. You stared at Jungwon whose mouth was doing wonders on your nipple. Looking down in front of you, there was Ni-ki’s blonde hair peeking up between your thighs. The way his fingers continued circles on your clit- alternating between slow and fast circles.
Jungwon’s mouth left your chest before using his hand to grip your jaw, connecting his lips with yours. This kiss felt more sweet and tender compared to Ni-ki’s, you melted into it, hand coming up to grip his hair.
While doing so, Ni-ki took this as the perfect opportunity to coat his index finger with your wetness before bringing it down to your hole, circling around it before slowly pushing it in.
Startled, you broke from the kiss, “A-Ah!”
He was met with some resistance but continued, once it was all the way in, he groaned. The tightness of your cunt overwhelmed him, it felt like it was trying to cut his finger off.
“Shit… she’s so tight.”, his finger stilling for a minute, taking in the way your velvety walls felt around it before beginning to pump in and out of you. He could hear small melodic whimpers coming from you.
Jungwon delivered soft kisses to your face before making his way down to your neck. His mouth hovered over it, blowing air onto it before attaching his mouth there. You could feel his tongue licking any area it could reach before sucking hard.
Your mouth couldn’t stop, releasing a string of whimpers. Ni-ki decided to take things a little further, he brought his middle finger up to your hole and slowly pushed in next to his index finger.
This time the stretch burned, “N-Ni-ki…it hurts!” You squealed, you’ve masturbated before but never fingered yourself. Always a little afraid of putting something up there, but you didn’t expect it to hurt that bad.
He shushed you, continuing until his finger was nice and snug against the other. He let them sit for a couple seconds before pumping them in and out. After a couple thrusts he started scissoring you, you could feel his fingers explore parts inside of you, you didn’t know were possible.
His long slender fingers eagerly moved around, he was trying to find that spongy spot. He knows that spot will make you fall apart. His search lasted for a minute before he jabbed at one spot, causing you to squeal.
Found it.
He jabbed at it roughly, chuckling at how your moans raised in pitch. He curled his fingers, anything to make you release those sweet sounds. Jungwon’s assault on your neck continued before bringing his head back, admiring the hickeys he littered all over you.
“Feel’s good right, y/n?” He teased, “How do Ni-ki’s fingers feel?”
“G-good, so good—!” you moaned. Ni-ki smirked, he brought his thumb up to your clit, delivering fast circles. Making you clench around him.
He cackled, “Sucking my fingers in like a greedy whore”, His pace grew faster, pumping in and out like it was his job, the circles on your clit also increasing.
You felt a funny feeling in your stomach, something starting to form. With each thrust of his fingers, it increased.
Jungwon’s hands started roaming your torso and stomach, eventually landing on your stomach, groping the soft supple flesh. You whined, a little insecure about it, bringing your hands up to cover yourself but he stopped you. Pinning your hands on the bed before going back to it.
You could hear the squelching sounds coming from your pussy, filling up the room. That feeling in your stomach intensified, you felt the urge to pee slowly creeping up on you. You threw your head back, landing on the firmness of Jungwon’s lap, with your mouth agape.
Ni-ki’s thrusts and rubbing became more frantic, eager for you to cum on his fingers. You grew nervous, you didn’t want to pee on him. You tried frantically to release Jungown’s grip from your hands but he tightened them.
“W-wait! I feel some-”
before you could finish, your orgasm crashed over you, making you shriek while your pussy convulsed around the digits stuffed in there. You felt warm liquid gushing out, soaking Ni-ki’s fingers and your butt.
He quickly brought his mouth down to it, slurping the liquid and swallowing as much as he could. His tongue licked any part it could reach, bringing his plump lips back to your clit, tormenting it.
Your orgasm washed over you, leaving you gasping for air. Ni-ki’s tongue moved quickly around your bud, using a bit of teeth. His assault started to grow painful, you were overstimulated from coming moments earlier.
“Too—much–Ni-ki…!” you cried, your eyes grew watery at the raw feeling your cunt felt. He sucked your clit once more before pulling back and sitting up on his knees. Staring down at you, your legs still parted, your cunt slightly red from his rough treatment, and your ethereal face.
Jungwon gave your stomach one final squeeze before sitting back upright. For a moment the room was silent, all you could hear was your own heavy breathing.
“Squirted just for me?” Ni-ki asked with a smug grin on his face, bringing his face to yours,“I want to see you do that on my dick.”
You blushed at the vulgar words, turning your face away. Jungwon brought his mouth to your ear, kissing the shell of it.
Ni-ki suddenly grabbed you, forcefully turning you around to lay on your stomach. You didn’t expect the sudden change in position, now you were met face to face with Jungwon’s lap. He looked down at you with a playful smile while caressing your face.
You were distracted until you felt your hips being pulled up, forcing you on your knees. Your upper body was forced down on the bed while your ass was in the air. Ni-ki came right behind you, rubbing his groin area against your ass.
You heard Jungwon utter a quiet “damn” before he started undoing his zipper.
Without warning a harsh slap landed on your ass, causing you to yelp. Ni-ki groped the soft flesh, marveling at how it jiggled.
You could hear another faint sound of a zipper being undone. A couple seconds later you could feel his hot dick rubbing against your ass. You started growing impatient, wriggling your hips, subtly telling him to put it in already.
He groaned, rubbing his tip against your folds before gripping your hips firmly. He lined himself up against your hole and pushed inside. You gasped—your cunt felt like it was being split open, pain shooting up your back.
“Fuck, gonna stretch this pussy out.” he moaned.
Jungwon noticed your pained expression, his hand landed on your back, drawing delicate circles with his fingers. He tried his best to distract you from your pain, shushing you with praise.
“You’re taking him so well y/n.”
You felt tears pricking in your eyes, you could still feel Ni-ki’s dick entering, it felt like it went on forever until his clothed pelvis was finally pressed against your ass. You let a whimper slip, you struggled to adjust to his size. It was so long and hitting that spot inside you with ease.
“Sucking me in like a vice—god” he said, his hands roamed up and down your waist before landing on your hips again. He let you adjust for like 10 seconds before he pulled out, leaving the tip in before slamming back inside. He was so desperate to just fuck you.
A scream was pulled from your throat, your body was shaking. He set a fast pace from the beginning, too self absorbed in his own pleasure. You could feel a hand grab at your hair, forcing you to look up.
You were met with Jungwon and his dark stare, his lips pulled in a smile. You then saw it—his dick. The tip was dark red and swollen, probably because it’s been neglected. Your eyes widened, his was long but it was more on the girthy side.
Without thinking, you opened your mouth, inviting him to put it in. He scoffed at your desperateness, he inched closer, slapping the tip on your tongue.
You eagerly took him, moaning around it when Ni-ki gripped your hips harder. His brutal pace kept pushing you forward, making you take more of Jungwon’s dick. Who groaned, the hot cavern that his dick was engulfed in felt like heaven.
His hand rested on top of your head, weakly clutching your hair. Your tongue swirled around his tip before beginning to bob your head. Jungwon’s gaze landed on the scene in front of him. You sucking him off like a slut, the way your back was slightly arched, and his friend panting like a dog, fucking you with vigor.
You felt your knees start to ache, you were slowly slipping. Suddenly, Ni-ki readjusted his grip on your hips, pulling you back up. Harder this time, holding you in place.
Out of nowhere, Jungwon pulled his dick out, leaving you confused. Your mouth still hung open, releasing little, “Ah Ah’s”, with drool spilling down your chin. He brought his dick up to your face, rubbing it against your cheek. He didn’t want to cum just yet.
You could feel Ni-ki deep inside you, his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. Your cunt clenched around it, molding around his length. Ni-ki’s eyes raked over your body, his favorite part about it was definitely your ass. The way it jiggled with each sharp thrust with the occasional slap to it, making it red.
Suddenly an idea popped up in his mind, right hand fishing into his pocket, pulling out a phone. He swiped to the camera app, once opened he started taking photos of you, close ups of your ass and his left hand gripping it. Photos of your back slightly arched, and what was happening with you and Jungwon.
He thought photos weren’t enough, he needed at least one video. He swiped for the video option and pressed record. He angled his phone high, making sure to catch your whole body in frame with Jungwon’s lower half.
You were so overwhelmed, hands scrambling to grip the comforter and your back arching more. Everything was caught on video—not that Ni-ki would tell you, yet.
“N-Ni-ki—s-slow down please!” you begged, you felt that sensation again, something starting to form. You tried bringing a hand back to halt his movement but it was quickly pinned down by Jungwon. He looked up and saw Ni-ki with his phone out, chuckling.
“Why? Your cunt seems to enjoy this pace.” He coos, “Make’s me wanna wreck you even more.”
You tried responding but all that came out was incoherent nonsense. Ni-ki kept the camera angle like that until he pointed it forward, showing Jungwon. He was sitting up right, smirking while petting your hair.
Ni-ki decided that was enough videoing for now, he pressed stop and tossed his phone somewhere on the bed. Bringing his hand right back to your hip, his grip on you had you wincing, you know that would leave a bruise.
You felt close—any more of this and you’re gonna come again. Your hands found their way to Jungwon’s thighs, gripping them. You looked up at him, he was already staring. He noticed tears slipping down your face, his hand came up to softly wipe them. His action was so sweet compared to what he was actually thinking,
He was thinking of how hot you’ll look crying on his cock.
Ni-ki felt you suddenly clench down, he knew you were close, and so was he. His hand snaked down between your legs, finding your clit. Rubbing frantic tight circles on it, causing you to squeal, bringing your head down.
“G-Gonna cum—!” was the last thing you uttered before your second orgasm crashed onto you. Your walls spasmed around his length, gushing another round of clear liquid. All while sucking him in even more. Ni-ki moaned, still fucking you, his thrusts becoming more erratic.
The liquid splattered all over his black jeans, your inner thighs, and the comforter. You were exhausted after coming and squirting for a second time tonight, all you wanted to do was sleep. Your thoughts were interrupted—the painful feeling of overstimulation creeping in.
“Hurts! Stop Ni-ki!” you begged, your pussy felt so sensitive and raw. His hand let up with your clit but his thrusts continued,
“Almost there—hold on for me baby,” he said, “Where do you want it?”
“Inside…please.”
Ni-ki laughed at your answer, continuing his pounding. Moments later one final thrust and his hips halted, coming deep inside you. You moaned at the feeling of warm cum filling you up.
He stayed still for a minute before pulling out. When he did, he stared at your cunt—waiting. Until he finally saw his seed dripping out, pleased with it.
Your body collapsed onto the bed once his hands left your hips, exhausted after cumming twice. All you wanted to do was drift off into a deep slumber. That was until you felt a hand grab at your jaw, making you look up.
“We’re not done yet.” Jungwon said in a low tone, you saw how his eyes were dark—predatory like. He let go of your face and swiftly stood up—making his way to where Ni-ki was.
You were too exhausted to turn your head, using this time to catch up your breathing– still panting heavily. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Ni-ki approaching you. His jeans were still unzipped but his dick was tucked back inside his underwear.
He climbed on the bed, taking Jungwon’s spot. You were about to speak before you were suddenly turned over onto your back. You were met with Jungwon hovering over you, his hands on either side of your head. You saw how his eyes scanned over your figure—leaving you feeling embarrassed.
Despite just being fucked by Ni-ki.
“I want to see your face when I fuck you.” he whispered. He pulled his cock out, giving it a couple of quick strokes. Your gaze lowered down, once on it, you gasped. It was redder than before—leaking pre-cum.
He grabbed his length, sliding them between your folds, gathering your slick along with Ni-ki’s cum. When the tip grazed your clit, you mewled.
He scoffed at his bandmates cum still spilling out of you. Bringing the tip up to collect it before lining up with your hole—pushing in swiftly.
Your eyes widened—the slide was still painful, especially since he was girthier. Your hands found their way to his black top, gripping it hard.
You could feel Ni-ki’s hands kneading your tits, alternating between soft and rough squeezes. Jungwon’s eyes were locked onto where you two were connected, he groaned when he saw the faintest outline of his cock on your stomach. This fueled his desire to just fuck you senseless.
He didn’t wait for you—immediately setting a fast pace just like Ni-ki. Your mouth hung open, a silent cry leaving you. You threw your head back against the bed, hands falling from his shirt, instead gripping the comforter for a sense of support.
His hands landed on your waist, squeezing it hard, you felt fingernails lightly grazing the soft flesh.
“Jung—won!” you sobbed, “ahh please!”
You don’t even know what you’re begging for, too lost in the sheer pleasure being forced onto you.
“Please what?” He teased, “You need to be specific, y/n.”
“M-more…want more!” you whimpered. With every thrust you could feel his balls slap against your pussy, the filthy noises of skin slapping against each other had you blushing. His gaze was averted to your chest, mesmerized with how your tits bounced with every thrust. Ni-ki watched—he started getting hard again.
His gaze was locked onto the scene, until he saw his phone by your head, quickly grabbing it. He opened the camera app once more and hit record. He made sure to capture both of you in frame.
Jungwon was panting heavily with his head down, staring right at you. His hands were now on your thighs, holding them down, continuing his rough treatment on your cunt. Your head was laying flat on the bed, eyes droopy while biting your lips.
Ni-ki brought the camera closer to your body, zooming in on your tits bouncing while grabbing one, pinching your nipple. Your hand lazily grabbed at his—trying to stop him but that didn’t do anything.
“Fuck—taking me so well” Jungwon groaned, “Its like you were made for me.” He could feel your walls pulse around his length–greddily sucking him in. Jungwon looked up to see Ni-ki’s phone out, he snickered before suddenly coming down on you. Trapping you in a bear hug.
You melted into his touch, hands eagerly wrapping around his shoulders, bringing him closer—pratically laying on you. His face was in the crook of your neck, delivering tender kisses to it, you could smell him–that fresh and citrusy type of cologne lingering on him.
Ni-ki repositioned the camera, now it was focused on your face. Capturing your eyes that leaked tears, snot dripping out of your nose, and the way your eyes rolled back at a particular sharp thrust Jungwon did.
He moaned—this was so much better than watching porn. His hand dug his cock out of his briefs and started stroking himself.
Jungwon pulled back, suddenly stopped his movements. You looked up—confused, until he manhandled your legs to rest on his shoulders. You could feel his cock somehow sliding deeper–the angle making it breach your cervix.
“Nghh—Jungwon” you whined, “Too deep–ah”, you felt like your body wasn’t yours anymore. He chuckled at how you trembled before quickly thrusting again, this time he wasn’t going to stop until he came.
Ni-ki scooted closer to Jungwon, angling the phone downward to capture where you two were connected. He was in awe of how red and wet you were. He also noticed the way your inner thighs shined, coated from your release earlier.
“Close—!” You weakly warned. Jungwon cursed under his breath, his thick thumb found its way to your swollen clit. Rubbing circles on it—he wanted you to come before he did. You moaned, loudly, your back arched upwards. The sensation you felt was a mix of pleasure with pain, you don’t know how much longer you can handle it.
Before you knew it you were coming—your pussy clenched once more around him. Accompanied by the faintest leak of more clear liquid, it wasn’t much compared to before.
“F-fuck.. I’m close” he murmured, continuing his assault on your clit. Ni-ki’s strokes matched Jungwon’s thrusts.
A couple seconds later his hips stuttered before being flushed against you. You could feel his cock twitching before finally coming inside. The warm cum filling you up along Ni-ki’s. You also felt warm liquid on your stomach—from Ni-ki, he rubbed his dick on it before finally pulling back.
Jungwon slowly pulled out, watching intently until he finally saw his cum dripping from your gaping hole. He smirked, it was clearly missing his dick.
He grabbed your legs and slowly set them down on the bed. Ni-ki stopped recording already, he couldn’t wait to rewatch those videos.
The both of them took in your current state—sprawled out on the bed, half asleep, and still trembling.
Each of them went on opposite sides of you, sandwiching you between them. You groaned, your body felt so sore that you couldn’t even properly react.
“Sleepy?” Jungwon asked while his hand rubbed your stomach. You slowly nodded, all you wanted was to just sleep after such an intense…activity.
“You can’t sleep yet y/n.” Ni-ki whispered, you met his eyes, confusion on your face. He suddenly revealed his phone, a sly smirk appearing. At first you didn’t understand until you put two and two together—did he record everything?!
He laughed at your expression, you heard Jungwon snicker from behind, “I did—wanna watch it?"
[ part eight of a new series called: ‘clips with context’ - feel free to request your own! ]
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PLAY FIGHT
caught on camera when you’re supposed to be keeping your relationship under wraps, the only smart thing to do is to distance yourself. but, jimin has other things in mind. // explicit. 2k words
warnings: they’re fuck friends, cursing, slight dirty talk, yn is not a gold digger, fingering, mention of halsey nd joon hooking up… spitting, subtle teasing, oral sex (f. receiving), jimin is sweet in his own way.
[enha reactions: you accidentally put on another member's shirt] >> extremely unedited!
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ HEESEUNG ♡
you feel the ache in your body before you even open your eyes, flashes from the night before floating through your mind causing a heat to settle on your cheeks and a large smile stretching your lips. heeseung moved like a man possessed last night, your head was still spinning. sharp teeth and slick tongue claiming your neck and chest as his hips fucked you roughly into the bed. it was hard to keep quiet with the way he was moving, but he loved it when you were loud. loved knowing the whole house could hear who you belong to.
which is why you don’t hesitate when you’re rolling out of bed to pluck up the black tshirt he had dropped over the chair in his room. it smelt sweet, familiar. you’re tugging it on without a second thought, oversized and soft, wrapping you up in his warmth. the smell of cologne was heavy and you knew he’d love that, heeseung loved when you smelt like him.
you’re heading to the kitchen with a wide grin, sleep-eyed, barefoot and still buzzing. everyone else is already spread around downstairs, having been up much longer than you. some are eating, playing video games or just lounging. jake is the first to glance up at you. then he freezes, a light dust pink raising on his cheeks.
“wait… is that mine?” your brows furrow, big eyes blinking in confusion. “what?” you’re nearly turning your body around to see what he could be referring to as jay is glanced up, immediately snorting at the sight of you. “oh my god. that is jake’s shirt!” he laughs.
your eyes drop down to the faded concert tee and you’re immediately recognizing it as one of jake’s favorites. fuck. before you can even react, laugh off the incident and go change; heeseung is stepping out behind you, fist rubbing into his eye. his gaze slowly travels from your body, down to your shirt and then over to jake. he scowls. an uncomfortable silence filling the room.
the sound of sunoo laugh cuts through the tension, his head falling back as he chuckles. “wow! tough break, bro.” he jokes, forcing heeseung to turn his scowl in his direction. despite the annoyance in his features, ripples of laughter start to fill the room. “dude.” jungwon gasps through his cackling, “after all that work last night? she did you dirty…” now your cheeks are heating up for a different reason, realizing that they had heard the two of you last night.
“i always knew you had good taste, yn. of course you’d grab something of mine, it’s only a matter of time…” he trails off with a grin, shooting an obnoxious wink in your direction. he’s joking, it’s so obvious that he’s joking which is why you don’t pay his words any attention. eyes rolling as you left out a soft laugh. the situation was kind of funny, you couldn’t lie.
heeseung doesn’t agree in the slightest but. jaw set and eyes narrowed, you would think he was the one being laughed at. he walks past you without a word, eyes focused on the fridge as he pulls out a bottle of water. it’s then that the other guys notice he doesn’t find this situation as amusing as the rest of you do, silence settles just as he speaks. “go take it off,” his voice low and unnerving, your back straightens as if you were being scolded.
you don’t argue, he was clearly upset and you honestly couldn’t blame him. it was a mistake, yes, but seeing you after the night you shared in another guys clothes… and then him laughing about it? did seem a little unfair. so you’re nodding quickly, turning back into his room to find something of his to change into. you’ll be sure to double this time.
heeseung is rolling his eyes, attention falling back onto jake who is trying to shrink into his bowl of noodles. “keep your shit out of my room,” his voice is a scary kind of calm, all jake can do is nod.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ JAY ♡
jay woke up long before you. showered, did his hair, and made iced coffees for the both of you. he leaned back in his chair, scrolling mindlessly through his phone as he waited for you to wake up; the other guys filtering one by one with loud chatter as they prepared breakfast.
it’s not until he begins to worry that your coffee might melt do you finally emerge from his bedroom. he hears the way the door slams and the cure patter of your feet, his heart instantly starts to pound. it’s crazy that his body still got nervous when he knew you were coming close, he’d think it would be different after the months of being together.
the two of you spent so much time together, loving on each other, cuddling, kissing, fucking… that he felt like he’d be calm by now. that thought his shot to tell as you’re entering the kitchen. your hair cascading down shoulders in messy curls, smooth brown skin littered with the hickeys he’s left. just above your collarbones. you look freshly fucked, wearing an oversized shirt and a pair of scrunched up white socks.
it’s before you’re able to fully greet everyone, jay notices the details of the oversized shirt that you’re wearing. the fact that the other guys in the room had gone silent too, already putting the pieces together. his eyes squint. nose wrinkling at the clear initials right above you left breast ‘psh’ a little embroidered figure skater logo right above that.
jungwon sucks at his teeth, head tilting as he turns to focus on his meal again. you’re in your own world, basically floating over to your man. slender arms wrapping around his neck from behind before you’re leaning down to place a wet kiss to his cheek. he doesn’t move, doesn’t return your embrace. just sits there staring at the spot you had originally been standing.
“is that my shirt, yn?” sunghoon speaks from around the granola bar he had been chewing, eyes focusing on the all too familiar designs on the back. your blood runs cold, eyes go wide as your head drops to the details of the shirt. there’s some space between you and jay now, enough room for him turn around and look at you. and he does not look happy.
“seriously?” he says it like you had plan to come down wearing another man’s clothing, like you were all in on some sick prank against him.
you’re quick to defend. “wait, jay. i thought this was yours, i swear. oh my god-“ the way he suddenly stands put a stop to your rambling, his gaze never leaving the shirt now that he’s towering over you.
“don’t blame her, it’s comfortable.” sunghoon is coming to your defense before jay is even able to speak and that doesn’t help the situation in the slightest bit. jay ignores him, clearly annoyed but not trying to lose it completely on you in front of everyone else.
he keeps his cool as he speaks. “there’s no way, you’re going to be walking around wearing some other guys clothes.” it’s safe to say his nerves were gone, “not after i fucked you like that. i had you shaking and crying for me. me.” he’s standing much closer now, reaching down to tug the hem of the shirt upwards a bit - nearly exposing your ass to the entire kitchen.
“jay,” you beg, a pout forming on your hips and a throb swelling between your legs. you always found him hot when was serious. “i just grabbed it. i didn’t realize-“ he threatens to pull the shirt higher, spending you with the squint of his eyes. “take it off.” his words come out slowly, one at a time and you feel your stomach flip.
he’s being so hot and demanding, you’re moving to pull the shirt over your head — only be stopped by the sound of sunoo’s scream from the couch. “we’re still in here!” jay doesn’t flinch, dark eyes still focused on you, waiting. daring. and you now have the attention of the entire kitchen as well, waiting to see what your next move is.
your heart pounds in your chest as you reach down to curl your fingers into the hem of your shirt. hot stares from the entire kitchen burning holes into your back and chest. jay stares at you, heavy and unblinking, daring you to disobey. “go on,” he says, voice so sharp it feels like it slides into your skin. “show them who you belong to,”
your breath hitches, the sound filling the otherwise silent kitchen. you can hear the scrape of sunghoon’s spoon against his cereal bowl, the soft rustle of jungwon shifting in his chair. sunoo groans dramatically from the couch, but the pulse between your legs forces you not to care.
your grip tightens around the shirt, slowly starting to pull it over your head, keeping a cautious eye on jay whose smirk just seems to grow. he’s dropping you with a hand around your wrist, fingers warm and soft, but his grip is firm. he’s easily pulling you into his chest, leaning down so his lips brush against your ear. “not here.” he murmurs, just for you to hear. “i want them wondering what im about to do to you.”
the smirk that sits on his face has your pussy throbbing, he’s proud. you can tell just by looking at him, to know that you were willing to undress in front of him and all of his friends just because he told you to. slowly, he’s dropping your shirt from his grip - allowing it to fall down and cover your ass again. you stand there flushed and breathless, skin prickled with goosebumps from exposure.
jay doesn’t say much else, dark eyes gesturing toward the stairs and that’s all he needs to do for you to get the hint. you’re quick to turn, basically taking the stairs two at a time, eager to get this shirt off of you now. sunghoon clicks his tongue, breaking the silence. “possessive much?” he says with a playful snort.
jay doesn’t even glance at him, “what’s mine is mine,” he says with a shrug, heading in the direction you just disappeared in, where you lay on the bed spread out and waiting for him.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ JAKE ♡
you’re nearly skipping out of jake’s room, a big dopey smile on your face as your hair bounces with each step you take. you can still feel the sting of his teeth nipping at your neck, the weight of his cock between your legs and the sounds he’d make just before he was falling apart. you loved seeing him the way he was last night, so needy and desperate. it’s like he could never get enough of you.
you didn’t even think twice before you were plucking one of his oversized shirts from the top of the laundry pile. it’s much bigger than you expect, falling about mid thigh. it smelt heavily of cologne; one that you didn’t recognize as his but you don’t dwell on the small fact. instead, you’re letting the growl or your stomach guide your movements, basically floating into the kitchen.
the living room is already buzzing, heeseung sprawled out on the couch, jungwon scrolling lazily through his phone, and riki stretched out across the arm chair; tossing a ball up and catching it. they’re all speaking over each other barely listening but somehow managing to have a conversation. their eyes follow you as you enter the room, which you half expected. they probably heard you throughout the night.
“baby,” your tone is soft as you head over to jake who stands in the kitchen, sunghoon leaning against the counter next to him. he’s distracted when you plant a kiss to his lips, not melting in it like he usually does. his lips are tense and body is stiff, eyes open the entire time. it’s not until sunghoon is piping up do you understand why, an annoying smirk on his lips. “uh… that’s not jake’s shirt?” he says as if you had known this and was trying to be funny.
you’re blinking, eyes staring down at the he details of the shirt. it’s just black. maybe a little too big to fit your boyfriend, but who didn’t like the oversized baggy look? you take in the strategic holes that the designer added in order to make the garment look unique and it’s oddly similar to a style you’ve seen before. your stomach drops. oh no.
“it’s mine,” riki says from his spot on the chair, only half looking up - but the smug tone of his voice is loud and clear. he sits up lazily, allowing his eyes to drag over the curves of your body hidden by his large tee. “looks better on her, though.” he says with a smirk.
jake’s gaze snaps up from where you stand over to where riki lounges on the couch. “what?” you can already sense the tension in his tone, so you’re immediately putting your hands up in defense. “i didn’t know! i just grabbed it,” you defend, but jake’s staring at your with his brows furrowed as if your words only confuse him further.
it doesn’t help that the smirk on riki’s face is growing, “she can keep it, hyung. it’s cute seeing her in my clothes. kinda like i’ve claimed her,” he teases. heeseung reaches to punch at his side. “riki.” he warns, voice sharp but riki doesn’t budge. he gives jake a lazy once-over, tongue gliding across his lower lip before his gaze shifts to you. he’s thinking, stare lingering just long enough to make your cheeks heat. “maybe i’ll take it back, after she’s worn it long enough it smells like her,” he grins.
you’re scoffing, face wrinkling in disgust. “you’re so gross,” jake is quick to turn toward you, peeling the shirt off and over your head without much of a thought and shoving it in riki’s direction. you’re just thankful you decided to put underwear on before coming downstairs. “go grab something of mine,” his voice is stern, forcing a pout to take over your features. “it was an accident,” you try.
“yeah but look at his face,” he says with a roll of his eyes. riki has turned his attention back onto his phone, shirt piled up in his lap and a large smirk resting on his lips. he’s never gonna let this go, you can already tell. with huff you’re stomping back up the stairs and back into jake’s room to search through his drawers.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SUNGHOON ♡
you’re waking up later than everyone else on sunday, the excitement from saturday weighing your body down and making your movements slower than normal. the entire day before had been spent with your boyfriend and his friends, starting at the beach and ending cuddle up on the couch half paying attention to a movie.
that lasts about three hours before sunghoon is yawning dramatically, announcing that you’re both exhausted for the day and need to head upstairs. where you do everything but sleep. but now, it’s sunday morning and everyone is wide awake. hair messy, buzzing around the kitchen as break and coffee is made. you’re walking out of sunghoon’s room with a slight yawn, fist rubbing into your eyes as you make your way down the stairs, an oversized hoodie stalking your frame. it smells sweet, like cherries.
the moment you’re entering the kitchen, heeseung turns from where he’s crouched in front of the fridge - a grin spreading across his features. big. smug. dangerous. he had originally looked because he heard you coming in, but after seeing you and what you’ve decided to adorn your body with, he’s got ulterior motives.
“damn, how do you expect me to act when you look like that in my hoodie?” he’s half joking, teasing just to see the way your body freezes. he’s overly satisfied by the way your eyes widen. sunghoon’s head snaps up, fork dropping down onto his plate. they’re all staring at you, genuinely confused and inspecting the sweater that you’ve decided to pull on.
your heart pounds as you look down, fuck. the sweater is just black, like any other non special hoodie - what you hadn’t noticed was the grey logo on the front. it was huge so you don’t know how you missed it. you blink, already sensing the look of disapproval from your boyfriend. “wait, hoon. i thought it was yours. i didn’t look—“
heeseung interrupts your babbling, standing from his spot and leaning against the counter in front of you, the tip of his tongue looking at his cheek. “don’t stress, yn. you can borrow it, i like how it fits you.” he flirts, wanting to get a raise out of sunghoon more than anything.
you’re ignoring him, taking quick steps over to sunghoon who has already pushed his plate out of the way, jay tightening. “baby, i didn’t know. i—“ sunghoon’s eyes are still narrowed in heeseung’s direction, not paying you any attention. “why is it even in my room?” he snaps, standing up. “you’re just leaving your clothes everywhere now?”
heeseung shrugs, not seeming to care at all that his friend was clearly annoyed. “she didn’t have to grab it. maybe she likes how i smell, am i right yn?” he says through a laugh, gaze dropping down onto you again. you don’t say anything, mainly because you don’t have the chance before sunghoon is cutting in again. “what’s so funny?” heeseung smirks.
“you’re so easy to mess with when it comes to her,” he laughs, turning to look through the fridge again. “it was clearly an accident, it doesn’t mean anything.” obviously it didn’t mean anything, you moved sunghoon and just because you grabbed the wrong shirt wasn’t going to change that. he knew that.
but it still bothered him seeing you in another man’s clothes and he was terrible at hiding it. “plus, she looks cute.” heeseung adds with a wink in your direction, earning an annoyed grunt from sunghoon as he starts in his direction. you’re quick to step between them, pushing your man back with two light hands to his chest.
“i’ll change! i’ll change!” you’re rushing out, sunghoon doesn’t tear his gaze from heeseung but his words are directed to you. simple and unamused. “do that.” you disappear down the hall with quick movements, ignoring the not at all awkward stares as you leave the room. just as you’re reaching the top of the stairs, you hear heeseung’s voice again. tone ever so taunting “relax man, she’s yours… for now.”
it’s quiet for all of two seconds before you hear the scrape of a chair against the wood floor, scuffling of feet and shouts from the other boys. they’re fighting, great.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SUNOO ♡
you’re halfway through rummaging in the fridge, wet hair creating a puddle around your carefully pedicured feet. body warm and refreshed from your shower and now you just needed something to satiate your sugar craving. sunoo’s sharp inhale from the doorway stills your movements. “baby…” his tone drags, suspicious and slightly wearily. you’re glancing over your shoulder at him, eyebrow lifted in half interest. “what’s up?” you him, pulling out the carton or strawberries before turning around fully.
jungwon is just steps behind him in a loud conversation with jay about god knows what. you’re not focused on them, you’re more focused on the way sunoo’s gaze drags down your figure, landing squarely on the hem of your shirt. “that’s not mine…” you’re glancing down confused, barely able to take in the details of the shirt before jungwon is turning his attention to you. “is that my shirt?” he says with a laugh, brows scrunched in the middle.
jay’s snorting out a laugh, forcing one to fall from your lips as well. “oh my god, i just tagged it from the laundry pile. sorry, baby. i thought—“ sunoo isn’t laughing, doesn’t look the slightest bit amused as he makes his way further into the kitchen toward you. “i don’t see what’s funny,” he says. your laughs stammer to a stop as well as the boys around you. “it’s just a shirt?”
“it’s not just a shirt,” sunoo says with an overly dramatic gasp, eyes rolling as he crosses his arms over his chest. “who do you belong to me or him?” he points between him and jungwon, who’s trying desperately to not be apart of this conversation. “obviously,” you start, but he doesn’t want to hear much else. hand lifting as he takes a step back for you to past him. “nope, go change. now.” he’s being serious, can tell by the lack of playfulness in his tone.
but you can’t help but tease him a bit. you’re arching a brow, hip popping out as your hand lands on it. “or what?” you challenge with a smirk. sunoo actually lets out a laugh, but it’s not his normal all consuming one. he’s calling your bluff.
his eyes narrow in your direction, lower lip trapped between his teeth as he makes his way over to you. “or what?” he repeats, just in case you want to back track. your stomach flutters at how low his voice is, but you don’t budge. his head tilts, as if he’s pretending to think for a second before he’s leaning down, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. “or i’ll take you back to our room to thoroughly remind you, who you belong to.” your lips part, a mixture of a laugh and a gasp caught in your throat.
jays clearing his throat, a desperate attempt to remind him that you two aren’t the only ones in the room, while jungwon focuses very hard on his phone. heat darkens your cheeks and you don’t even have the chance to response before sunoo is speaking up again. “now,” his chin flicks toward the hallway, a playful bite to his tone, “go change before i give them a real reason to stare.”
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ JUNGWON ♡
your feet drag as you make your way into the kitchen, hair pulled back in two wet braids from your shower and a large shirt you found on jungwon’s dresser hanging over your bare legs. it’s pretty late in the morning, so the guys are already halfway through breakfast; arguing loudly about something dumb. jake is the first to notice you. “oh, no way,” he says with a large smirk from behind his mug.
heeseung looks over, jake’s words peaking his interest and a grin slowly grows across his features as well. “cute shirt, yn.” he says with a laugh. you’re quickly glancing down at it, smiling sweetly at the both of them. it was a cute shirt. you speak as you make your way to ready plate on the counter, assuming your boyfriend had left it out for you. “thanks, i—“
jay is interrupting before your even able to finish your sentence, voice loud enough for everyone in the room and the next one to here. “that’s my shirt.” you freeze, brows furrowing as you tug on the hem of the shirt - thoroughly inspecting it. “no it’s not. i grabbed it from jungwon’s room.” you say with a tilt of your head.
you now have the attention of all of the guys in the room, each one of them staring at you like they knew something you didn’t. riki has a hand over his mouth as if he’s watching a car crash, and sunghoon is muttering out, “oh he’s gonna lose it…” which you don’t think is even half true, if this wasn’t his shirt then it was a mistake.
jays leaning back in his chair, eyes sparkling with mischief as he looks you up and down. “nah, princess. i know my clothes, i wore that last week. looks good on you, though.” he says with a smirk. you’re rolling your eyes, plopping down on the empty chair at the table. “gross.” you fake gag, you’re about to further defend the fact that you know this is your man’s shirt when a silence falls over the room. the teasing coming to an abrupt halt and everyone pulling their attention from you.
you’re looking up confused, not realizing that jungwon was making his way in. he’s sleepy eyed, hoodie half zipped, eyes scanning around the room. the corners of his lips lift when his face lands on you, until it drops to the shirt that swallows your frame. his jaw ticks once. jay is the only one still watching the two of you, practically vibrating in his seat. “morning, wonie. do you like yns shirt?” he says with a wide grin.
the air in the room goes stale, the other guys shifting uncomfortable waiting for jungwon’s next move. he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t look away from you as he crossed the room and stepping straight into your space. “morning, baby.” he says, low and serious. and before you can even response, his hand is gripping your jaw; easily tilting your head up toward his. his mouth crashes into yours— hot, sloppy, tongue pressing past your lips in a kiss that has the entire room silent. the only sound being heard is the wet suction from your mouths. he’s letting out a low groan, free hand dropping to grip at your waist. possessive and deliberate.
when he finally pulls back, you have to take a deep breath to steady yourself. lips swollen and cheeks flushed, you can barely remember where you were and what you had been talking about before he came down. he keeps his gaze locked on yours. “go change,” he says simply, taking a step back so you’re able to stand up.
you’re still breathless and feeling like you should explain yourself. “babe, i didn’t—“ he’s shaking his head, hand lifting between the two of you. “go. change.” his voice is calm, but there’s a finality in his tone that has you raising to your feet. “i’m going, i’m going.” your still dazed, cheeks hot and about ready to agree to whatever he’ll say at this point. you practically float toward the stairs; shirt already bunched up at your waist as you make your way toward his room.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ RIKI ♡
you had just got out of the pool, spending a few minutes laying in the sun before you were deciding to grab something to eat. you’re grabbing the first piece of clothing you see, a large black hoodie that could belong to no one but your boyfriend. you’re zipping it up to the neck before heading into the house. the sound of your wet steps into the house goes unnoticed with the loud chatter coming from the living room. aside from riki, his head jerks up from his phone, the cutest smile on his face when he sees you standing in the door way.
that’s until his gaze is dropping down, eyes dropping slightly as the grin slowly disappears from his face. “that’s not mine,” he says loud enough to cut through the noise. your face scrunches in confusion, bringing the sleeves up to your face to inspect. “what?” sunoos voice chimes in from across the room, had spotted you grabbing his sweater before you had even entered the house. “it’s mine!” he calls out, a giggle behind his words as if he had been anticipating riki’s reaction.
his quickly comes to a stop as riki pushes himself up to full height, towering over you with his arms crossed over his chest. “take it off,” jake takes one look at the younger boys scowl, pushing out a laugh to try to lighten the mood. “relax, man. it’s just a sweater.” riki ignores his words, eyes boring into yours. “i said take it off,” he repeats, tone firm and serious— but you can’t bring yourself to move. you’ve never seen him annoyed like this before, indifferent yes. but never annoyed. especially not at you.
he’s letting out a huff, unhappy with how long it’s taking you to move. his hands reach for the collar of his shirt, swiftly tugging it over his head and holding it out to you. “put mine on instead,” your eyes instantly drop to the ripples of his stomach, smooth skin taunt around the muscles that seem to flex even when he’s just standing there. his chains lay perfectly against his clavicle, dangling between his pecks. you can barely focus, let alone follow whatever he’s telling you.
so you hesitate— mistake. he’s stepping closer to you, easily closing the space that had separated you before. long fingers wrap around the cool zipper of the hoodie and he doesn’t think twice before he’s tugging it down, revealing your dark blue two piece to his greedy eyes. “should i do it for you, baby? make you strip right here?” he murmurs, talking low enough that it’s clear the words were only meant for you. but the room is so quiet it’s easy to make out what’s being said.
“dude.” sunghoon groans, eyes rolling as he debates whether or not to turn his attention back to his show. jay shifts uncomfortably in his chair, typing away at his phone while heeseung watches, two fists propped under his chin. everyone’s watching you, even if they were pretending they weren’t. but riki doesn’t give a damn. he’s reaching up to knock the shoulders of the sweater from your skin, tugging it down until it’s pooling at your feet.
“riki—“ you protest, ready to tell him it’s not that big of a deal. that it was an accident and it didn’t mean anything if you borrowed someone else’s hoodie. he’s shushing you before any of that can be said, though. easily pulling his shirt over your head and helping your arms into the sleeves. it falls comfortably at your thighs and he’s taking a step back to admire how cute you look wrapped up in his clothes.
without a word, his hand reaches down to catch your jaw, carefully tilting your face up before leaning down to press his mouth on yours. the kiss is anything but soft, he’s rough with the way his mouth pushes against yours. his tonngue slides against yours, grip tight on your waist to keep your body tight against him. exactly where he wants you. it’s so clear he’s making a show of claiming you, not pulling away until you’re gasping.
the sound of it it is so obscene in the quiet room, earning a dramatic cough from jungwon just as sunoo is muttering, “jesus.” riki’s slow with pulling back away from you, a pretty smirk on his lips as his gaze drops to where the shirt hangs on you. “much better,” he grins, placing one final kiss on your lips before he’s sinking back down into his chair. “now come sit with me, i wanted to show you this video.” he pats his lap, smiling as if he didn’t just force you into this dazed state. the guys are somewhere between shocked and exasperated, you can hardly breathe and riki is just sat there as if nothing had happened.
⚠︎ making out, suggestive content, profanity, NOT PROOFREAD
𓇼 LEE HEESEUNG
the successful redemption arc
one of the og 4 boys for sure.
chill and laid back, but also 100% a loser trapped in a hot body. he becomes a favorite inside and outside the villa immediately !! he has a natural charm that has girls flocking to him.
being one of the 4 original girls, you couple up early on.
unlike the other villa couples, you two are surprisingly very mature. your little misunderstandings are gone in a snap because you talk them out properly.
fans live for your relationship because you don’t rush into physical intimacy either.
the king of casual touchiness. there’s always a hand on your shoulder or playing with your hair, but he never oversteps.
that is, until you outright tell him to. he’s very happy to do more if that’s what you want.
honestly so charming & endearing! a clip of him singing in the kitchens while making you a morning coffee goes viral because of his crazy vocals.
you share a kiss with another guy during a challenge? nope, not your fault. not one bit. he’s teasing you about it once the challenge is over, but not without a sly remark of how he could’ve done better.
you bet he’s kissing you silly under the covers that night as PROOF 💔💔
he’s never not with jay either, and it only makes him SO MUCH more appealing to the fans. they become the most unproblematic dynamic duo in the villa.
when casa comes around, he goes into it fully intending to be loyal to you.
he has you sneak out with him for a late night dip in the pool the night before as well.
you’re bringing up your worries about casa? “no one’s turning my head, alright? i’ve already got everything i need right here.”
you pull him in, and it’s your first full-blown (visible) kiss on screen. fans are SWOONING
until they’re not.
enter casa girl: witty, lowkey, charming, and a shared love for music with your man.
he tries to distance himself at first, he really does! but he ultimately ends up folding:( they share a kiss under the stars.
when the episode airs, heeseung becomes public enemy numbers 1.
he brings the girl back to the villa, and you immediately notice something’s off.
movie night happens the same day, and guess what?
their kiss is aired for everyone to see.
tears fall, sandals fly, the villa is in outrage. even sunghoon, who’s more quiet and reserved has his jaw dropping at the sight. sunoo gasps loudly.
you storm out, and heeseung is right behind you, desperately trying to explain himself.
your fight on the docks makes love island history. it’s raw, emotional, and fans have never seen you and him as torn as you are then.
“damn… that’s what she gets for trusting a man. 🥀”
absolutely spends the rest of the show trying to win you back.
immediately, the casa girl is out of the picture. he pulls you for a chat on the day beds and takes full accountability for his actions.
no excuses, no blaming his temptation. “you gave me something real, and it scared me. that’s something i need to work on, not you.”
it’s actually kinda respectable…? still, you’re not ready to forgive him.
heeseung gives you space, careful to not be too pushy. he, however, remains consistent with his actions.
little things like his longing looks from across the room, defending you when another villa girl starts getting catty, the way he talks about you to the other guys, the way he doesn’t look at the casa girl anymore despite sharing the same bed.
he doesn’t do it for show. if anything, he’s silently yearning.
it’s clear his heart is yours! the fans notice, and edits of his redemption arc begin to go viral. you notice as well, lol.
eventually, you get back together. except now, its on your terms.
that’s not to say you won’t pie him in the face during a challenge. you do.
heeseung takes it like a champ! he’s jumping for joy and smiling the entire day after because you’re finally his again.
he even… starts to call the other guys out on their shady behavior?
becomes somewhat of a source of advice for the other boys nearing the end of the show, considering he’s the oldest.
gradually, he gains back all his respect and locks it TF in during his final speech. you’re in tears by the end of it.
you finish the show as fourth placers. fans remember you for years to come as the most satisfying redemption arc on the show!
𓇼 PARK JONGSEONG
the man of everyone’s dreams
oh lord… this man is constantly going viral because he’s a walking meme.
jay’s “resentment, anger, shame…” confessional made in PURE disappointment goes viral after heeseung’s slip up at movie night.
his very shirtless part in the show’s intro where production had you all dancing and lip-syncing in bathing suits goes the most viral out of every islander.
and rightfully so!!
sexy af. you can’t explain it, but he has an aura to him that makes you feel secure whenever you pull each other for a chat.
naturally, you couple up early on.
your man is the voice of reason within the villa while making you a smashing breakfast every morning without fail.
you guys are the IT couple in the villa! both og contestants and absolutely killing every challenge.
similar to heeseung, challenges don’t really get in between the two of you. this man KNOWS how to keep his jealousy at bay while reminding himself you aren’t officially closed off yet.
you want to explore other connections?
jay becomes “she knows where home is” final boss.
also, is the #1 contestant that everyone is absolutely sure does not gaf about that 100k. even if you guys end up winning the prize money, best believe it’s all yours. 😭
another insanely popular guy outside the villa because he’s incredibly stable compared to the other boys, not to mention unintentionally funny.
when a fight breaks out in front of yall during the heart rate challenge, the scene cuts to a confessional where he just stares into the camera in disappointment.
fans absolutely eat it up.
takes selfies exactly like a facebook mom would when production tells him to take pictures for the love island socials. they go viral every time.
during nights in the villa, best believe jay never sleeps without his eye mask on. he sleeps flat on his back with his arms at his side too. it freaks you out.
this man sleeps like a damn log too. when you wake up, jay is still sleeping in the same fuckass position.
generally one of the most unproblematic guys in the villa. no one even dares to pick a fight.
this man TRULY shines during the baby challenge. everyone wakes up to fake babies crying at the foot of their beds? he doesn’t even question it. he’s a father now.
this man will have a fake baby on his hip while making breakfast for 5 different islanders.
you guys win the challenge.
speaking of challenges, he absolutely eats it up when you come out dressed in a cowgirl costume for one of them.
can’t keep his hands off of you the rest of the night. you’re even posted up on his lap during a confessional. he just smiles shamelessly. 😭
admittedly, when casa comes along he’s ALMOST tempted.
i mean what woman wouldn’t want a piece of this man?? still, he’s quick to put a stop to advances with a firm hand on their shoulder and a serious reminder that he’s taken.
(he’s not, because you STILL haven’t closed off. not that he cares.)
in the end, you guys make it to the final four!
has a hand on his chest when you walk out in your finale dress like you’re about to get married.
you have your final date on a beautiful night out on a yacht where you finally tell him you want to close off. he kisses you under the fireworks like he’s been waiting for this moment since the day he laid eyes on you.
spoiler alert: he has.
you guys end up being the runner-ups of your season! 🥈
𓇼 SIM JAEYUN
the casa boy who wins your heart
can’t see him as anything other than the casa boy who steals you away from your man in the villa tbh.
the story goes like this: you’ve had your eyes on villa boy from the start. you enter as a bombshell, take him from his girl, and end up in a solid couple.
happily ever after, right?
wrong.
your villa couple is a whirlwind of a romance. you’re locked in from the start. you guys and the viewers are absolutely convinced you’re making it to the finals. basically, you’re frontrunners to win.
your couple is everything you want in a man. kind, funny, and exactly your type on paper.
but… there’s no spark. and you’re even less interested in everyone else in the villa. little by little, your ‘solid’ couple starts to form invisible cracks.
still, when casa amor comes along you go into it fully intending to stay loyal to your couple.
enter jake, the casa amor boy who fully intends to steal you from your couple.
his tv intro goes something like— “yeah i know i’m a player. 😎 it’s LOVE island. i’m here to explore, not lock in on one girl on the first day.”
eats his words btw.
you’d be lying if you said you didn’t think he was cute from the get go. one look at his puppy eyes and the way the pool water trickles down his toned body, and you’re swooning. just the right amount to make you think this is it—this is who i’ll stick with until i get back to the villa.
you sit him down on your new bed after the first coupling in casa, and to the viewer’s surprise, you’re straight up with him:
“i have someone waiting for me back in the villa… and i’d be lying if i said i didn’t want to explore that connection when i’m out of here.” you tell him softly. the public appreciates your honesty! problem is, your thumb is rubbing circles over his knuckles and all jake can hear is ble ble bla bla.
to say he’s obsessed with you from the get go is an understatement. shocking everyone further, he agrees to your little arrangement. you’ll couple up and get back to the villa where you can get back to your man and jake can explore other connections too. easy peasy.
just because he agreed to basically give you a free ticket to get back to your man doesn’t mean he won’t make your time in the villa the most magical few days of your summer.
absolutely whipped.
jake knows you prefer hot chocolate to coffee. he knows you’re too tired to brush your hair at night, so he does it for you before you head to sleep. he knows all about your beef with one of the villa girls, so he defends your name when she thinks you’re not around to do it.
slowly but surely, he fills in whatever the boy back in the villa couldn’t.
convinces himself you’ll both return to the villa and explore other connections, but follows you around with stars in his eyes while being absolutely convinced you’re meant for each other. how that work? 😭
tweets of his intro with the caption “all men do is lie” are EVERYWHERE. bro is not the player he thinks he is…
speaking of his lies, this man will. not. kiss. a girl that isn’t you, even during challenges. he says it’s out of respect. everyone looks at him weird.
you notice. of course you do. still, your head is still at the boy back in the villa.
or at least, you think it is.
during your last night in casa, another one of the casa boys lets it slip that jake is waiting for you up on the rooftop. your heart drops. you don’t know if it’s in guilt or anticipation.
when you head up there, you can’t believe your eyes.
jake, mr. self-proclaimed player, somehow managed to set up a romantic date outside the plans of production. it’s complete with lit candles, a beautiful fort under the stars, and a meal he cooked himself.
against your better judgement, you’re touched, and you’re feeling things your original couple never made you feel.
“i thought we agreed to explore other connections?” “what, i can’t make a nice dinner for my friend?”
you lock eyes, and you can’t help but notice the way jake looks like he wants to say something else. in that moment, everything else melts away and you do the unthinkable.
you kiss him.
jake spends no time kissing you back, hands wrapping around your waist and sighing contentedly like he’s been yearning for this. (he has.)
you head to bed all smiley and giddy, and you wake up next morning like you’re headed to war. 😭
fans are pretty divided, you and jake’s connection becomes one of the most highly debated ones on the show.
“she a woman in male fields fr…” “i KNOW she didn’t just do that while xxx is waiting for her back in the villa.” “idc she and jake are literally meant to be.” “they are my winners fr.”
once you get back to the villa, everything is sunshine and rainbows. you couple up with your og man and he finds himself with one of the casa girls. everyone’s happy!
until they’re not.
you’re honest with your original couple about the kiss. it was one night and you were consumed by how genuine jake’s gesture was. he’s hurt, but he thanks you for telling the truth.
jake on the other hand, doesn’t even PRETEND to like his new couple. 😭
you feel longing looks from across the villa whenever you talk to your couple.
one of his confessionals go: “yeah so remember when i said i wouldn’t lock in with a girl from day one…? i want her back. haha.”
you have a surprisingly solid fanbase who YEARN for the casa days to come back. they refer to it as your golden era.
back in the villa, things just aren’t the same. you’re finally back with the boy you’ve wanted since your first day on the show, but you just can’t help but miss the way jake makes hot chocolate. the way he’d take a brush to your hair without asking. the feeling of his lips on yours.
one night, you toss and turn in your bed but you can’t sleep. in one of the most shocking moments of your season, you slip out of your shared bed and head to jake’s to pull him out for a chat.
he’s still rubbing his eyes, but his other hand is already wrapped around yours as he lets you drag him out without question.
you end up confessing to him that night, and you kiss again on the beach under the light of the moon. your little moment goes viral as one of the best love island confessions in history!!
but come the heart rate challenge, all hell breaks loose.
no absolutely no one outside the villas surprise, you and jake raise each other’s heart rate the most. inside the villa, however? the islanders are REELING. your respective couples feel betrayed.
eventually, you’re both dumped from the island in a surprise dumping thanks to the other islander’s votes 💔
you get to leave together, tho!! win-win!!
𓇼 PARK SUNGHOON
the bombshell only you didn’t want
oh he’s DEFINITELY a bombshell. just not in the way you’d expect.
walks in during a challenge as the villa’s hottest new bombshell. his aura is CRAZY and he’s hyped up endlessly on social media for his amazing visuals.
everybody wants a piece of him, until…
they realize this man has no chat whatsoever. affectionately, that’s just who he is. 💔
has his clarke moment: “can i pull you for a chat?” “yeah sure.” “so what’s your favorite color?” “black. 😐”
the girls aren’t quite sure what to do with him. the rest of the guys are a little jealous of him. he’s not very loved inside the villa at first. :(
you prefer to stay away from him because one: you’re already in a steady couple with one of the other villa guys and two: he’s too cold and uncaring for your liking.
there are betting pools online for how long he’ll last in the villa because he doesn’t have a clear connection with anyone or appear to be interested in anyone either.
cue the comments: “mann he’s just too hot for the villa.” “i’d really like for him to stay longer tho :(” “idc when he gets out im all his.”
then comes the most DRAMATIC recoupling of the show. this time, the boys get to choose.
thing is, no one’s really sure who sunghoon is going to choose because he’s a closed book. literally anything can happen.
it doesn’t help that he’s talked to almost every girl in the villa at least once during his short stay either.
he’s one of the first to pick. and in one of the most shocking twists of your season…
HE CHOOSES YOU?!!? the ONE girl he’s never spoken to who happens to be in most solid couple in the villa.
ouhhh jaws are dropped at the recoupling. your man is fuming. you aren’t happy either. even the host is at a loss for words. sunghoon looks pleased with himself.
literally no one could have predicted this.
he cracks a smile for one of the first times ever in the villa, and a shot of him smiling endearingly at nothing while you sit beside him fuming at the recoupling has watchers cackling.
you’re confused. fans are confused. he’s never shown an inkling of interest in you, at least not outwardly.
to say your couple started of rocky is… an understatement.
the plan was to ditch him at the next recoupling and get your man back. then, boom! happily ever after.
all you had to do was survive the rest of this cursed coupling.
until you’re not sure if you can anymore.
you’re loud, intense, and fiery. he’s the complete opposite. so why does sharing a bed and sleeping back-to-back feel more intense than it should…?
he never even touches you, and the air feels hotter. must be climate change.
surprisingly, sunghoon in a couple is annoyingly polite. you never even have to tell him to be. it’s like he’s fully aware you’re not so fond of him, but he does everything in his power to prove his interest in you that doesn’t involve saying it out loud.
doors are always opened for you. he down right refuses to kiss anyone who isn’t you during challenges. the last piece of apple slices are always reserved for you. breakfast is always on your makeup area before you’re even up and out of bed. (he had jay help him.)
you have to kiss during a challenge and you’re ready to just give him a peck and get this shit over with. however, he’s pulling you in with a gentle hold on your face like he’s been WAITING for this moment. 😭🙏
you’re still very much in contact with your original couple, but sunghoon doesn’t seem to be rattled by it at all. it makes you think he just coupled up with you to stay on the show. you almost want him to care, and you have no idea why.
you get fed up one day and ask him almost angrily: “why are you so nice to me?!”
sunghoon gives you a side eye like you’ve said something insane and snaps back. he says “…because i have manners?” like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“we don’t even like each other!” “…we don’t?”
the two of you stare at each other in silence for a hot minute. then it hits you: he’s not cold or arrogant, just really awkward.
after that encounter, you’re oddly very protective of him.
he gets provoked by your original man one day when everybody’s geting ready for bed, and best believe you’re stepping in to defend sunghoon’s good name pronto.
EVERYONE is shocked. sunghoon looks at you with quiet appreciation.
it’s like you two fall into a pattern. every time something says an inkling of bad about this man you’re clocking them immediately. no questions asked.
“he said he wanted no pickles. 😡” typa relationship while he just stands there nodding like everything you say is law. 😭 you’re basically his walking translator.
at the next recoupling, everybody expects you to go back to your original couple. you were so solid, after all.
in a (not so shocking) turn of events, you don’t. you’ve already fallen for sunghoon.
the villa is in shambles over your ex man’s dumping from the villa. some of the guys claim you did him dirty, you had NONE of it.
casa amor comes, and everyone in the villa expects one of you to crumble.
nah bitch 😛 you come back from casa amor stronger than ever. by the time you get back, he’s waiting for you with a soft smile and asking you if you enjoyed yourself. you did!
you make it to the finals!
his reaction when you come out in your finale dress?? priceless. him flashing a rare toothy grin when you come out is a fan-favorite moment.
part of his speech goes something like this: “i’m not good with words, and i know i wasn’t even close to being your first choice at the start… but i want you to know i’ve only had eyes for you from the moment i walked into the villa. you were my first choice, even when i was everybody’s but yours.”
you finish the show as third placers with an INSANELY dedicated fanbase outside the villa as everyone’s favorite plot twist couple!!!
𓇼 KIM SUNOO
the drama king with a heart on his sleeve
staying true the events of iland, THIS MAN IS THE MOST POPULAR ISLANDER INSIDE AND OUTSIDE THE VILLA. he is the people’s princess fr.
a bombshell too, of course.
people just flock around him. 😩
the amaya papaya energy this man givess… his confessionals are constantly going viral because his reactions are just SO funny.
after walking in on a make out session between the villa’s resident “girl’s girl” and her best friend’s man, best believe he made a face and ran straight to the confessional booth.
“so guess what i just walked into rq…”
talks to himself in the dressing room because he KNOWS producers are going to have a field day with all his commentary. everyday is something new. grwms, self affirmations, a full breakdown of his skincare routine, it’s like this man was built for the cameras.
when he enters the villa, you’re already coupled up with someone else. someone who arguably doesn’t treat you very well. lingering stares pointed at other girls, blatant disregard for your feelings, secret kisses with others that you don’t know about, the whole package.
but the first time sunoo sees you, it’s full circle rom-com moment. he’s doing a double take and is so stunned mid-challenge that he fails to realize he’s about to get pied in the face by one of the other islanders. whipped cream ends up jammed in his ear.
no one in the villa seems to realize why he was blanked out… but social media knows.
“ouhhh the producers were messy for putting this man in the villa.” “FINALLY a decent guy for y/n.” “i hope he steals them away.”
you’re so kind, sweet, and genuine that this man decides he just HAS to have you. he’s friendly, but he doesn’t even pretend to be interested in the other villa girls when he goes on speed dates with all of you.
until your date. he’s smiling and giggling like a teenager at your painfully unfunny jokes because to him everything you say IS funny.
sunoo’s just like yea… your current mans won’t do. you best believe he’s going to do something about it.
and so the plotting commences.
literally. because he’s 100% open and honest that his intentions are to steal you even if it means prying you away from your couple’s cold, dead hands. just ask the confessional staff.
your current couple is blissfully unaware the bombshell everybody wants has his eyes on YOU, clearly not believing anyone else could be interested in you.
sunoo on the other hand, is propping himself up and looking pretty where he knows you pass by in the morning, courtesy of one of the villa girls sneaking him information.
he chats you up, and your dumb ahh is led to believe it’s a friendly conversation when he’s literally telling you how much better you’d look with him. 😭
he’s a jealous man tbh… he’s staring your couple down if he lays so much as a hand on you during challenges as if you’re already his.
petty king bcs he’s the type to snatch away the tea your man makes you for breakfast and replace it with his own. leaves the makeup room in whispers. you just sit there with a slight smile while doing your lashes while the other girls question you.
one time, he’s rushing to the seat next to you at breakfast before your couple can and telling you how good your hair looks today. viewers don’t miss the evil little smirk he sends to your man who stands there like this 🧍
is in the confessional later on nodding profusely and saying “i HOPE he saw that shit. serves him right.”
you’re still absolutely clueless. in your head, he’s written off as the friendly guy everybody loves. while you’re convinced there’s absolutely NO way he’s interested in you, there’s a little part of you that hopes he is.
enter the next recoupling.
you best believe sunoo snatches you up in the speed of light. everyone expected it but you. your ex-man is disappointed but ultimately backs off.
now, in a couple is where kim sunoo really shines.
you’re only just getting to know him and honestly in pure disbelief that you’re the one he set his sights on, so you’re admittedly skeptical when it comes to your new couple at first.
sunoo knows. does it rattle him? HELL no.
instead, he’s on a very loud mission to prove why he’s the better man.
come the baby challenge, this man is the best father. when everyone in the villa wakes up to mechanical babies crying at the foot of their beds, he springs into action.
he’s so funny with it too. 😭 manages to start imaginary beef with another couple’s baby.
absolutely insists that no swearing is allowed in front of the damn robot babies. production thought it would be funny to give you two, so he’s pushing around two strollers like they’re real children with a pacifier in his mouth all day. says your pretty face doesn’t even have to lift a finger.
edits of him with the song a single mom who works two jobs go viral on tiktok. he’s a mother now. no drama.
you don’t win the challenge, but the internet says you were absolutely robbed.
at one point during your time in the villa, a couple who happen to be friends of yours fall into a rough patch. there’s screaming, fighting, and pillow throwing. you and sunoo look at each other in absolute FEAR.
when the two of you decide you’ve had enough, you orchestrate an evil plan and each tell one of them to meet you at the pool in a desperate attempt to get them to talk.
it works. the two of you are giggling from a distance.
slowly, he starts to feel more like a friend than the untouchable bombshell. while he’s mischievous and sassy when he wants to be, he’s also undeniably kind, sensitive, and vulnerable. whenever you’re not near each other, he’s sneaking glances at you from across the villa as if he’s still pining.
literally nobody can doubt his adoration for you.
when casa amor comes around, he avoids women like the plague. he does what’s required of him to stay on the show, and that’s IT. you blink, and suddenly he’s back in your arms like casa never happened.
that’s not to say he’s not somehow updated on everyone else’s drama. he is. he never stops being the people magnet. very much not afraid to stand up for another islander when they’re being wronged, either.
when you come out in your finale dress, his reaction is one for the books. he looks like he needs to lie down.
you bet he’s planting kisses all over your face the moment you finish your little slow mo walking moment.
anddd… DING DING DING!! you guys win the season due to his insane popularity outside the villa. you split the money, of course. 🥇
𓇼 YANG JUNGWON
the enemy who came to your defense
his story in the villa is lowkey messy af for someone so kind and sensible.
here’s the thing: he sees you, he wants you, he couples up with you early on.
this sweet, sweet boy runs on honesty and respect. the girls love him. the guys confide in him.
consistently ranks realllyyy high on public voting too. nobody can get enough of jungwon, who remains level headed even in a villa full of snakes and cheaters.
another voice of reason within the villa!
that is, until your couple goes south. you just can’t seem to understand each other. it’s like mixing oil and water.
little misunderstandings turn into full blown ARGUMENTS.
he’s calm, level-headed, and logical. almost too logical at times. you on the other hand? affectionate, empathetic, and highly emotional. a sensitive gangster. not a good match.
production doesn’t even bother to air all of your arguments anymore. fans realize when they catch a glimpse of your tiny figures arguing in the distance while another couple has another conversation.
you clearly bring out the worst in each other. it gets to the point where you both start to shamelessly explore other people.
when you see him making his breakfast in the mornings? you’re turning around and speed walking back to your room immediately.
this man even sleeps OUTSIDE in soul ties to avoid sharing a bed. 😭
in other words? your couple is absolutely cooked.
and that’s completely normal. it’s love island, after all. not every couple is going to have an earth-shattering love story never seen before.
and so your silent agreement to just wait it out until the next recoupling commences.
and somehow, you two survive it! at the next recoupling, you both end up with new partners. his new girl is smart, soft-spoken, and adores him.
you’d argue that your new guy is even better. he’s sweeter, softer, emotionally available.
everyone in the villa is SO relieved. no more arguments before 10 in the morning, or wordless glaring at the dinner table. just peace.
except, something feels off.
you’re bored. there’s no fireworks with this new guy. like, holding hands politely kind of boring. he’s clearly more into you thank you’re into him.
producers are messy af for placing your shared bed next to jungwon’s too. 😭
you decide you wanna have a little make out session with your new guy under the covers one night? oh jungwon hears ALL OF IT.
jungwon’s crash out to a confessional is one for the books.
he blames it on his lack of sleep. truth is? he’s silently spiraling. he stares at his cereal like it did him wrong. he’s less chipper around the other guys.
the fans notice, they always do!!
“wait i thought they’d be happy when they recoupled wtf is happening?” “jungwon is lowkey wrong af for acting like this considering he prayed for that damn recoupling.” “how is y/n bored ALREADY.”
then comes the mail challenge.
all islanders receive anonymous messages from each other. some are funny, some are brutally honest, and some are just downright mean.
most have some pretty basic stuff sent to them: “you’re a player.” “you’re the fakest girl in the villa.” yada yada yada.
and then comes the time for you to read yours. you take a deep breath, pull out the mail from the box, and begin to read it out loud from the podium.
“you act really young for your big age. grow up and stop turning everything into a sob story.” everyone goes silent. hell, even the crickets stop chirping. one villa boy coughs.
everyone’s eyes turn to jungwon to confirm if he wrote it, but they find something else instead. his eyebrows furrow and his fingernails are digging into his knees.
it’s as if the man you hate most in the villa is having a hard time believing anyone could ever think that about you.
you try to keep it in, you really do. but in a second, you’re walking off the podium and tears are falling even faster. the girls try to follow, but you wave them off. you’re done.
in a shocking turn of events, jungwon gets up to run after you. the episode ends on a cliffhanger. fans are TWEAKINGGG.
“WAIT WHAT.” “lovers to enemies to lovers???” “i wonder what he said to her?”
to nobody’s surprise, you’re not waiting for him with open arms.
“what are you doing here?” “making sure you don’t choke on your tears.”
you don’t take his comment lightly. when you turn your back to him, lips trembling, his eyes are widening like his attempt to make you laughed has failed miserably.
without missing another beat, he shrugs his jacket off and places it atop your shoulders. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it like that. i don’t see why anybody could ever write that about you.”
the fans… are swooning…?
“you never do.” you snap, and for the very first time, he’s finally speechless.
“i’ll leave you alone,” he breathes. “just know i’ve always liked you for how much you could feel. i was an idiot for not knowing how to meet you half way.”
you’re frozen. that’s when the great shift happens.
everybody, including your new couples are MORTIFIED when you and jungwon are the first to sit at the breakfast table the next morning. you’re talking, laughing even.
it’s not just that one morning either. you’re talking more, even smiling occasionally. the whole villa notices.
it gets to the point where some people can even consider you reluctant friends?
a shot of you two by the fire solo one night goes viral. NOBODY can seem to figure out what the hell is happening.
until the unthinkable happens.
the producers rig a compatibility quiz so that you and jungwon are partnered up. nobody expects you to win.
you ace it and win a free date along the way. favorite food? biggest dream? he knows it all.
the confessional where jungwon talks about loving you the correct way is another fan-favorite from the two of you.
at the next recoupling? you know damn well he chooses you. you’re completely different. he thinks that might be why he needs you.
and yes, he gets you back for all the sleepless nights you caused him. by giving your ex-couple sleepless nights too!😁
ironically, you’re dumped from the villa for being voted the “most incompatible couple.” but who are you to complain when you have your man to come home with?
𓇼 NISHIMURA RIKI
the chaotic villa best friend turned partner
nicolandria fans buckle up.
this og boy absolutely pines over you since day one, but you’re too busy exploring connection after connection that isn’t him.
yes, you’re both coupled up with other people. but the moment drama unfolds in front of everyone in the villa? you’re looking at each other like a pair of concerned teenagers as if to say are you seeing this shit?
the watchers definitely notice. well, it’s hard not to when you’re all this man can talk about during his confessionals.
“oh yeah… xxx told me she wants to close off. anyways, today y/n—“
definitely faces criticism early on in the show. viewers are like… this isn’t friendship island? everyone swears he’s going to get dumped from the island if he doesn’t make a genuine connection stat.
still, ni-ki somehow manages to defy all odds.
throughout the first half of the show, he gets into couples with the villa girls who are interested in him just because. none are a genuine connection.
fans argue that he’s the youngest in the villa, so maybe no one is quite on his wavelength??
still somehow manages to have 2 different villa girls fight over him. it’s a whole thing.
ni-ki doesn’t know the nicest way to admit he just doesn’t care if they’re not you, the girl he swore he’d just make friends with, and nothing more.
not that he’d ever say that out loud.
but there are definitely signs.
he’s only ever made breakfast for you. all his conversations with the guys lead back to you. the one who raised his heart rate the most during a challenge was you.
the other guys are quick notice the way he pulls you away the moment your current couple walks away for five seconds. pool, water fights in the kitchen, night swimming, you’ve done it all.
and you’re not even in a couple.
slowly but surely, the fans begin to see you guys as a breath of fresh air.
amidst all the fighting and drama in the villa, there’s not one moment where the two of you aren’t sneaking away for some quality content of your shenanigans on live tv.
one morning, ALL of your common opp’s underwear ends up floating in the pool.
no one owns up to it. the public know it was you two.
best believe your respective couples hate you guys for each other. maybe because there something’s been present between the two of you from the start.
dirt on you is aired on live tv during the dirty laundry challenge? your man is upset about it?
don’t worry, ni-ki is clapping and whistling to let you know he respects your devious work.
you pull him for a chat one day and tell him how grateful you are for being your voice of reason in the villa and the reason why your couple is going so well. you thank him for being a good friend.
he’s just nodding with an awkward smile.
holy. freaking. airball.
the public is in absolute shambles. everyone is waiting for the day you two wake up and get together.
it doesn’t come easy.
true to your word, you continue to explore connections. but come casa… you realize your couple is not in fact going well. in fact, none of your romantic connections are.
why? because they don’t make you laugh as genuinely. they don’t make you want to talk on and on for hours. they don’t make you feel the way ni-ki does.
during your time away, to say you re-evaluated all your connections in the villa is an understatement.
your discovery? you and nishimura riki are not in fact just friends. 🥀
so you gear yourself up. the moment you step back into the villa, you’re going to make things right. you don’t bother exploring connections in casa because the one you want to leave this place with is a villa away.
when you admit your feelings to another villa girl, the clip spreads like WILDFIRE. the internet goes crazy.
“WTF???” “I NEVER THOUGHT THE DAY WOULD COME?” “niky/n nation we won..?” your fans that other people dubbed as delusional go wild.
the future looks bright. that is, until you get back to the villa to see another girl on ni-ki’s arm.
holy airball part 2. you immediately go never fucking mind and make an angry confessional or two.
your fans are on an emotional roller coaster at this point. nobody knows how to feel. everyone is in shambles. the other islanders are gossiping about how dumb you guys are.
ni-ki on the other hand, genuinely doesn’t know what he did wrong. you don’t return his feelings, after all. was it so wrong for him to try and move on?
when you make it a point to avoid him whenever he tries to take you out to have some fun in the villa, ni-ki is on the verge of crashing out.
your misunderstandings lead to an petty comments, an argument, then full-on pillow fighting with resentment.
“you done talking yet?” “no?? what the fuck did i do wrong???” sunoo and his couple watch on from the corner of the shared bedroom in shock.
eventually, they have ENOUGH. when sunoo’s girl tells you to meet her down at the pool to “talk about the situation,” you tell her you’ll be there.
to your dismay, ni-ki sitting in the hot tub instead, wondering why sunoo isn’t where he said he’d meet him.
it finally clicks to the two of you: you’re being tricked into talking.
when you click your tongue and turn around to walk away, you feel his hand on yours to stop you from leaving. you freeze.
he’s breathless, asking “are you mad at me?” “mad at you?? of course i’m mad at you??? you act like you’re into me all summer then the moment i decide to tell you i’m into you too theres another—“
you better believe this man is shutting you up with the most soul crushing, toe curling, booty jiggling kiss. the hot tub kiss makes love island history. your fandom is cheering.
the slow burn is FINALLY over.
while you guys’s couple is solid, you’re deemed to have gotten together too late to place in the show. ❤️🩹
you’re dumped as a couple right before the finale. still, your relationship withstands the test of time for many years to come!
also? arguably the couple with the biggest fanbase on the show. LMFAO.
⇢ pairing: ot7 x reader // yoongi focus.
⇢ genre: smut. // pure unedited filth.
⇢ word count: 4.9K
⇢ theme: established relationships.
⇢ rating: explicit.
⇢ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, poly relationship, dry humping, handjobs, oral sex (f/m. receiving), sleepy jimin just wants to fuck, ass eating, squirting, anal fingering, voyeurism, slight biting, hickeys, fingering, face sitting, sixty-nining, over stimulation, cum inside.
⇢ A/N: alot of people said yoongi for this episode… literally all of you, but a few people said jimin - so i added him a bit too! hope you guys like it - let me know what you think x
WARNING: SMUT — Heeseung was on the edge of your bed, his lips feasting on yours with desperation while Sunghoon was on your other side trailing sloppy kisses lower and lower down your body starting from your collarbone. While you were lost in the kiss, you suddenly felt Sunghoon shove his whole hand down your underwear, drawing a loud gasp from your swollen lips that were covered in Heeseung’s saliva. He used his hand to rub your sensitive clit as you leaked all over his fingers. “You’re so wet already,” Sunghoon moaned into the crook of your neck as he inhaled your addictive scent.
“Does that feel good? You’re so fucking dirty just look at you, getting off on your best friend’s fingers while I watch,” Heeseung teased with an annoying smile plastered on his face. You nodded eagerly with your eyes sealed shut and your hips grinding against Sunghoon’s hand, matching the frantic thrust of his long fingers in your throbbing hole. The pleasure you felt was too good for you to feel ashamed or embarrassed anymore. The moment Sunghoon found a good rhythm he began abusing your G-spot with his middle finger. “Tell me how good he’s making you feel, baby,” Heeseung cooed as his thumb grazed your bottom lip.
“It feels s-so go-good,” you whimpered helplessly. Your eyes were rolled all the way to the back of your head yet you could still feel the intensity of Heeseung and Sunghoon’s dark lustful gaze watching and listening to every sound and movement you made as you rode his fingers.
“Yeah fuck yourself on my fingers just like that,” Sunghoon groaned through his teeth, “I bet your imagining our cocks fucking you instead.”
“It looks like our Y/n isn’t innocent anymore,” Heeseung whispered into your ear.
“F-fuck, I think i feel something,“ you whined as you felt something unfamiliar building in your lower stomach.
“You’re about to have an orgasm,” Sunghoon laughed considering how naive you were when it came to sex. You squirted all over Sunghoon’s hand, wetting your white bedsheets underneath completely. “I can’t believe you squirted on your first time, you were made for this,” Sunghoon admired the mess you made in awe. You could barely see through your half lidded eyes as Heeseung stood up before beginning to unbutton his jeans.
“I’m so fucking hard right now it hurts,” Heeseung complained, “You’ll let me fuck you infront of him, won’t you?”
You nodded and gulped anxiously as you were unsure if you could take anymore. You watched as his needy cock sprang out of his boxers. Slowly, he began to insert himself inside of your soaking wet pussy causing you to both moan loudly. Sunghoon attached his mouth onto yours, his soft lips massaging yours as his tongue invaded your mouth. “I can’t believe you’re a virgin when you take dick this good,” Heeseung groaned biting his lip as he fucked you slowly. Gradually, he picked up his pace fucking his cock into you at the perfect angle and rhythm that had your thighs trembling. Sunghoon began sucking your neck and leaving dark purple hickeys anywhere he could as if he never wanted them to fade away. You felt that same knot building up in your stomach again as you came all over Heeseung’s cock, your bedroom being filled with the deafening sounds of Heeseung crashing his hips into yours. “We’re not done with you yet,” Sunghoon said.
enha's hyung line when reader has high stamina and can go multiple rounds.
pairing: hyung line x afab!reader
my's note: unironically just thought about it and wrote it lol
warnings: established relationship, pet names (baby, darling, babe, angel, pretty) SMUT - so minors DO NOT interact!, implied unprotected sex (please, don't!!!), implied multiple orgasms, cowgirl, dirty talk, overstimulation (both), oral (f. receiving), fingering, lowkey nipple play, choking, belly bulge kink(?), they cum inside. lmk if i missed something!!!
wc (total): 1.8k
NOT PROOFREAD.
taglist 💖: @yvnempire, @marigold-sunflowers
Heeseung would see it as a challenge and force himself through it even though he's teetering on the edge of giving up.
“F–Fuck, Hee…” You cried out, your body jolting, exposed breasts moving up and down to your boyfriend’s hard and deep thrusts inside your dripping cunt.
You didn’t know exactly what to do with your hands as the overwhelming feeling grew in your lower stomach, indicating your second climax coming. Torn in between kneading your boobs and rubbing your own clit, you tried to give the best view to Heeseung.
But he wore an expression of intense focus, as if his sole purpose in life was to make you cum uncountable times. And to some extent, it was. His fingers were deep in your hips, holding you still as he just kept going, eyes focused on where you both encountered.
In and out. In and out. In and out.
Heeseung didn’t care about overstimulating you – or himself. No, definitely not. So when you announced you had your orgasm, he continued on thrusting hard, fast, deep, tirelessly hitting your g-spot with his sensitive tip, since he had already cummed two times as well.
“S’too much–” You mumbled, shaking your head, squirming under the pressure he held to keep you stay as possible. “Too– Much–Ah, fuck, Hee–”
“Take it.” He managed to say, voice hoarse, low, determined, though his body was starting to betray his primal will.
The slapping sounds flooded the room as a lascivious, beautiful symphony. Heeseung looked up to catch a glimpse of hooded eyes and fucked out expression. He smirked, feeling proud of himself for leading you to the edge of insanity.
Your nails scraped down his back when he leaned closer, slotting perfectly in between your legs that wrapped around his waist, leaving red trails as you clawed at him for any sort of grounding.
“Hee, I c-can’t–!” Your protest dissolved into a broken moan when his thumb found your overstimulated clit, circling it in unwavering motions.
Heeseung’s warm mouth found place on your hardened nipples, playing with them by swirling his tongue around it and sucking just slightly, his pace never lacking, giving you an overwhelming experience of stimulus; you felt Heeseung everywhere.
You winced, skin tingling in despair as you cried beneath him, a complete whining mess. You were loving each second, head spinning and your chest pounding strongly; your tongue quickly swept on the corner your lips to clean your light drooling and consequently tasted the salty taste of your tears.
Heeseung trailed his hot muscle up to kiss you, a hint of a victorious grin gracing his lips as he watched you lose yourself before him. His only objective was to tire you and win that fucking stupid inner challenge.
“You wanted it,” he groaned, close to your ear. You whimpered, feeling another wave of pleasure crossing you. “Fucking take it.”
Jay would politely ask for a break ever once and a while, falling on the bed, panting, struggling to find words in between heavy breaths.
“Oh, fuck,” Jay grunted, his body trembling slightly, thighs burning after rolling his hips in an admirable constancy.
He had cummed one time already with you positioned in all fours, but he could feel his second orgasm just as close.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” he chanted, jaw clenching, his digits pressing your sides with a strength that got you clenching harder, knowing it would leave marks. You loved to be marked by Jay.
Under Jay’s sight, you looked extra gorgeous with your face down and ass up, rocking back and forth within each pound, moans getting lost in between the lewd slapping sounds. You could feel his balls smacking against your pussy, sending vibrations straight to your clit and a rush of delight towards your core.
“Jay!” You nearly screamed, but your voice got lost in the pillow you had buried your face.
Still, your mouth fell open, the tears in the corner of your closed eyes smearing your makeup and staining the pillowcase, your hands fisting the bed as you whined Jay’s name.
Soon after, you felt his warm liquid filling you up again, your own release mixing with it and making a mess.
Jay pumped a few more times to ride you in your high before dropping himself by your side, panting hard, body still weak due to the effort of pleasing you. He had his eyes fluttered close as he tried to regain his composure, air difficulty making its way down his burning lungs. He felt his throat dry and groaned when you turned his body upwards.
“Just… A sec… Please… Darling…” He said in between ragged breaths and you giggled, grabbing the bottle of water on the nightstand and handing it to him, watching his neck moving as he drank on it.
After he finished and you drank a bit yourself, you shot him a glance. He quivered, eyes widening a little.
“Want more,” you mumbled, straddling on the bed just to position yourself on top of him. “But don’t worry, I’ve got you,” and with a wink and a smirk mischievously dancing on your lips, you aligned Jay’s softened dick on your folds, starting to grind back and forth.
All he could do was to rest his hands on your hips and pray not to pass out.
Jake would be so tired after the first round but he mastered the art of making you cum with his tongue and fingers a few times before fucking you.
The slurping sounds echoed through the room as lascivious as the wet noises of Jake’s fingers. He was switching in between fucking you with his tongue and with his slender digits, the same ones that would curl on the exact shape to hit your sensitive spot.
You had no idea of how much you have cummed, your cries entering Jake’s ears deliciously and traveling all the way down to his leaking cock.
He was so fucking turned on by your pretty sounds and your body searching for his own, searching for pleasure on his mouth and fingers. He could spend hours with his head buried between your legs; the pressure of your thighs against it was too good to dismiss, the sweet taste of your pussy melting on his palatar was addictive.
Jake loved how high your libido was, nearly matching his own. However, he would be extra tired after having his orgasm, so he just learned how to get yourself done until he finished fucking you deep and hard.
“God, Jake– Your fingers– So good–” You threw your head on the pillow as your back arched, your hips grinding on his face and hands shamelessly.
“Like my fingers, babe?” He asked within a grin, trying to ignore his aching dick screaming for some friction.
Jake didn’t want to rut on the mattress, because he had a job to do and it was to fill you up with his seed after eating you out for who knows how long. His hands were messy with your juice, just like the sheets beneath you two. He couldn’t care less.
To have you, screaming his name just with his fingers and tongue was satisfying at most for him to worry about bed clothing.
You nodded, lost into the blissful desire Jake provided so perfectly. You jolted forward when you felt his lips sucking on your clit, his fingers now far gone from your pulsing hole as he licked your folds, lapping his tongue with precision, nearly making out with your cunt.
“Cumming–” You whispered with a broken voice, just to scream after; the grip on Jake’s locks tightening, eliciting a moan from him.
He chuckled, drinking from your arousal just like it was his favorite drink.
“Give me one more and then I fuck you with my cock, yeah?”
Sunghoon would match your energy. If you can go for a whole fucking night, so does he.
“Yeah, ride my fucking dick, baby,” Sunghoon moaned, brows furrowing with how warm and wet you were around him, swallowing every centimeter of his shaft.
You were on top of him, bouncing, riding, doing anything that gave you the euphoria of being fulfilled. Both emotionally and physically.
Sunghoon definitely loved you, and the biggest proof was when he started doing gym just to match your stamina in bed, now able to follow you throughout the whole night without tiring too much. He could do it just fine before, but he wanted to be sure he was giving you the best. Always.
“Fucking shit, so good,” he bit his lip, smirking, admiring the view of your boobs jumping as you tried new ways to pleasure yourself, his eyes wandering each curve of your body. You felt his dick throbbing inside you. “My baby is so good, feels so good,” he said in between moans as his hands gripped your hips to help you.
You decided to grind back and forth, the last two orgasms helping to ease the movements; your lips were parted chanting Sunghoon’s name like a beautiful, addictive mantra.
He could feel how you started to squeeze his dick in no time, his finger sliding towards your clit to give just enough of friction.
“I love your cock–” You slurred, drunk in Sunghoon’s scent getting all over you. The feeling of his hard length nearly destroying you inside was too good not to vocalize. “Love it so fucking much– So big, so deep– Mhm…” You sounded… delighted, as if you were experiencing the best sensation of your life – and you were.
Your exposed neck as you threw your head back invited Sunghoon's long fingers to wrap around it gently, just to give a light press that interrupted your airways to work properly for a few seconds. Your mind entered a haze of ecstasy, one that got you accelerating your riding almost instantly and seeking for your release as soon as possible.
The coil in your stomach tightened, and at some point you started to notice you could feel Sunghoon’s dick in there as well. One of your hands gave away the support you found on his chest just to press your belly, provoking Sunghoon’s hips to buck forward as he felt the slight pressure.
“F–Fuck,” he stammered, letting go from your neck and clit to hold you still on top of him, starting to thrust frantically. “Cum for me, angel– Cum with me.”
As if a command, your moans increased the volume, so did Sunghoon’s thrusts, until you came all over his body, your juices mixed with his seed coating his dick and part of his stomach.
He gave you nearly seconds to recompose, maneuvering your body to lay back on the bed. You both smirked, because you knew what was coming.
jungwon hovers above you, silver chain dangling in your face as his long fingers spread your glistening labia to expose your pulsing hole. oh, how he loves seeing you laid out. being his pretty pillow princess.
“aww, she’s begging me to fill her with my babies?” he cooes, his fat cockhead rubbing small circles around the tight ringed entrance and coating his mushroom tip in your sticky arousal.
jungwon makes sure to get his dick nice and wet as he slides the underside of his shaft back and forth between your swollen folds, your pussy lips hugging his girth so perfectly he swears you were created just for him.
he bites his bottom lip, glancing up only to be met with your pleading, glassy eyes. his lustful gaze softens a fraction, filled with only love for his pretty wife.
he leans down to capture your lips in a soft kiss, hand stroking your cheek with care as the other guides and nudges the head of his cock between your folds. he pushes ever so slightly into your entrance, both of you moaning into each others mouths as he bottoms out in a single thrust — burying himself to the hilt.
“mhn, s-so deep wonie,” you whine, your gummy walls stretching and molding around his sensitive cock, making him hiss and grip onto the flesh of your plush ass hard enough to leave a mark.
“hah—, f-fuck, please don’t move baby or i’ll nut right now,” he warns as he holds your hips down to prevent you from squirming underneath him any further and causing his cock to explode inside of you so soon.
he honestly feels pathetic, but how could he not nearly bust when feeling his wife’s warm pussy wrapped so deliciously around him?
you smile softly, lifting your hand to brush his damp bangs from his eyes. his eyebrows are knit together so tightly, breath hitching as he attempts to pull himself together. “you’re going to be such a good daddy,” you praise sincerely as your thumb traces along his flushed cheek.
and it seems that your words unlock something primal in jungwon, because before you know it he has both of your legs pinned beside your head as he pounds into your sweet cunt for all its worth — the obscene sound of skin slapping filling your shared bedroom.
“fuuckkk, baby! your pussy is so t-tight,” he whines, his eyes rolling back into his head as his soaked balls slap against your ass, gathering your slick each time he bottoms out. you can feel the protruding veins on his cock dragging against your velvety walls as he slides his length back home, making your toes curl deliciously.
“ah ah, s-slow down, b-baby,” you cry out, his hips faltering to a deep half stroke. you sneak your hand down to rub the exposed part of his cock as he pumps the other half of his length into you in slow, shallow thrusts, before you spread your puffy lips to expose your cock stuffed hole.
his eyes drop down to your stretched cunt as he witnesses his dick getting sucked into you over and over. “fuck— oh god, that’s so hot,” he moans, “feel me right here, doll?” he slams in all the way, pressing his large palm against your abdomen where the print of his cock buldges, the added pressure making you squeeze harder.
you nod quickly with a whine, unable to form any words as pure bliss takes over from your husband fucking you stupid on his cock. “mhm, that’s alllll me,” he drags. “‘m gonna fill this tummy up till it’s nice and swollen with my babies,” he thrusts roughly into your cunt, making you cry out, “you’re gonna be the prettiest mama,” he grunts.
jungwon can already picture it — your body glowing with new life, your tits swollen, your belly round and warm as it carries his child. the image settles deep in his chest, awe blooming there, because he knows nothing will ever compare to this. to jungwon, it will be the most breathtaking thing he’s ever known, proof of love made visible, alive beneath his hands and eyes.
his loving words make your walls flutter around him as you feel that familiar knot in your belly begin to unwind. jungwon knows your body by now. sensing your orgasm approaching, he presses his body flush against yours, your knees right next to your head as his free hand rubs figure eights onto your clit while his cock pistons that spongey patch hidden within your gummy walls.
“ngh— yesyesyes, pleaseee, won! ‘m cummi— w-wait! feel like ‘m gonna pee!” your moans come out borderline pornographic as warm liquid gushes around his cock, splashing onto his abdomen and down both of your thighs right onto the sheets below.
“holy shi— ‘m gonna fuck a baby in you, p-promise,” he groans, jaw slack as his pace grows sloppier. his tightened balls slap against your drenched ass frantically waiting for their release as he abuses your cunt like it’s his own personal pocket pussy.
he crashes his lips onto yours, both of your tongues tangling messily as he groans into your mouth, shooting his warm load deep into your womb and painting your walls white. his engorged cock continues to pour and stir all of his milk inside of your love tunnel endlessly, your cervix drinking it up greedily.
jungwon pulls away from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips while he rocks into you slowly. he ensures none of his seed goes to waste as his deflated balls hang limp against your ass and his thick cream slides up and down his cock.
“ah, good girl, took it all,” he pants, chest heaving rapidly as he pulls his spent cock out with a wince. a thin thread of his release connects from the slit to your cum stuffed hole, which clenches around nothing due to the sudden emptiness causing a fat glob of his pearly milk to ooze out and down your slit.
“jungwon. . .” you sigh weakly, utterly fucked out as your eyes flutter closed.
“yeah angel?” he chuckles softly, clicking his tongue in disapproval at the sight of his semen dripping out of you. he drags the fat tip of his cock up your creamy folds, scooping up his seed so he can push it back inside of your swollen pussy.
jungwon tilts your hips up slightly to prevent his cum from spilling out any more, the position causing his cock to nuzzle deeper within your overstimulated walls.
pressing his chest flush against your sweaty back, he shifts you onto your side without pulling out and holds you in a spooning position as he peppers soft, wet kisses along your shoulder and the side of your neck. his cock keeps you plugged as he murmurs sweet nothings in your ear. “i love you, can’t wait to raise our baby together.”
and you know he kept his promise, because a couple weeks later — after a missed period — you surprise him with a positive pregnancy test.
❥ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 𓄸 you’ve come to the realisation your daughter is entirely a daddy’s girl
dad!jay x mom!reader 𓐆 hana is 5 months old fluff established relationship crying ¡389
every single day was the same.
you’d walk into the nursery to feed hana and jay would already be there, letting her play with his hair whilst he sat snug in the rocking chair
honestly, you were surprised hana wasn’t bored of him yet. all you’d ever hear was…
‘dada’ this, ‘dada’ that
she was completely, and utterly obsessed.
every night you’d come to bed and see hana and jay cuddling, the two of them fast asleep as hana clung to his bare chest
today was no different.
all you wanted to do was drop hana off at your moms, but she wasn’t having it.
jay sighed, stepping out the car and pushing the door shut as he looped around — opening the door to hana’s side, unbuckling her seatbelt
“hana, come on — me and daddy will come pick you up later, yeah?” you murmured, crouching down to kiss her soft, bare head
the wailing began right then and there.
you scooped her up out of the booster seat, rubbing her back and cooing to her softly, but none of it was working.
“i feel bad leaving her.” jay murmured, staring at hana squirming in your arms
you turned to him, sighing.
“let me take her…” he sighed as you passed her to him slowly, making sure she didn’t get hurt, his arms closing in on her.
…
it was like magic.
as soon as his hands relaxed on her small back and began rubbing slowly, not a peep was to be heard, her wailing softened and her breathing evened out within minutes.
“see.” jay whispered, smiling down at her small, soft body.
you just stared at the two of them, feeling a wave of jealously and awe pass over you.
you and jay maneuvered into your moms house slowly, dropping her off in the living room and returning back to the car
as soon as you melted back into the passenger seat, jay let out a huff that sounded dangerously close to a laugh
“i think hana likes me.” jay murmured
your eyes drifted to him
“you think? she’s all over you, baby.” you huffed, a small smile pulling at the corners of your lips
jay sighed, leaning over and placing a soft kiss to your lips
“i’m sure she loves you too, love. she’s just a daddy’s girl.”
a/n: hihi loves <3 this was requested by @yvampyr my love :3 all likes, comments, reblogs are highly appreciated <3
LEE HEESEUNG
⤷ “Yeah you’re fucking insane, and I’m obsessed with you.”
You’re on top of him, trailing your nail down his chest, leaving marks that’ll remind him exactly how the night went. Heeseung can barely catch his breath, head tipped back, neck slick with sweat, but his cock’s still twitching inside you, he can’t stop, no, not when you’re so fucking needy and drunk on his cock. “Fuck, baby,” he groans, hands gripping your hips, dragging you down harder with every thrust just to watch your tits bouncing, “how the fuck are you still going?”
You chuckle, squeezing him harder, “gosh—fine. Let’s see if that pretty little body can really handle what you’re begging for.” He fists your hair, yanks you close, and grits against your mouth, “you wanted to outlast me? Try it, baby. Try fucking harder.”
PARK JONGSEONG
⤷ “Fuck, you think you can outlast me, baby? Try, fucking try.”
Jay has you bent over the side of the bed now, your cheek pressed against the sheets, ass arched high as he drives into you from behind, watching you moan as you take it, drooling all over. “That stamina shit you pulled earlier?” He pants, one hand fisted in your hair as the other slaps your ass. “You think I’m not gonna match it?” You moan like you’re about to fall apart, and he growls at the sound, fucking harder, his cock slamming into your soaked cunt over and over with absolutely no intention to stop.
“That’s it,” he hisses, “that’s how I want you. Cry for it. Fucking take it, yeah?” Your body’s trembling and it’s still not enough for him—he flips you over, shoves in again, hand around your throat, “beg for round six, baby. Go on, hm, say you still want more.” And you whimper, looking up at him with a smirk, “give me more.”
SIM JAEYUN
⤷ “Wait—fucking hell, needy lil’ slut.”
Jake pressed his fingers into your thigh so hard, licking a strip up your neck, groaning to calm down, but it’s nearly impossible with how you’re bucking your hips up, chasing his hardening cock (again) with his cum leaking out your pussy with how it keeps clenching with the emptiness, you wanted his cock back in you again. Your bodies are soaked, sweat dripping down your spine, his cock buried deep and twitching inside you, and yet your pace doesn’t slow for a second.
“Again?” He smirks, grabbing your jaw and pulling your face close to his. “didn’t I just fuck you dumb twenty minutes ago?” You moan, body clenching tight, and he laughs, “you don’t even care,” he whispers, thrusting up into you hard, making you cry out, “needy girl, you just want more.” His hand snakes between your thighs, fingers rubbing circles on your clit as he fucks up into you like he’s punishing you for surviving this long. “Go on, then,” he pants, biting your lip. “Take what you came for. I’ll still be hard after you cum again.”
PARK SUNGHOON
⤷ “You better fuck me ‘til your legs give out. I want that pretty cunt begging me to stop.”
Sunghoon’s never been this fucking sweaty. Never this fucked-out. His mouth is open, lips red, chest painted in scratches, and you? You’re on top like you’ve barely even started, smirking down at the pretty man. His cock twitches with every bounce, already overstimulated, but you haven’t let up once—and when you lean back and roll your hips slow and deep, he moans so loud it turns into a laugh.
“Fuck, fuck, you’re insane,” he gasps, “you’re actually trying to break my dick, aren’t you?” You giggle through the crazy stretch his cock provided you, soaking it all over again as you grind down harder. “You’re still hard,” you smile, “so I’m still using you.” Sunghoon’s eyes roll back, “Jesus Christ,” he mutters, grabbing you and switching positions with ease, thrusting harder, making the bed move along with him, “fucking take it then, be a good fucking girl.”
KIM SUNOO
⤷ “Oh you fucking freak, I can go on all night.”
Sunoo’s choking on his own breath, mouth open, pupils basically blown, watching you bounce on his cock like your body’s possessed, and at this rate, it might just be true. You’ve already cum—twice? three times?—he doesn’t even know anymore, because you’re still moving like you’re just getting started. His hands dig into your ass as you slam down again, and he groans through clenched teeth, veins in his neck popping from the effort to keep up.
“This pussy’s gonna fucking kill me,” he mutters, then sits up and flips you so fast your head spins. His cock slams in so deep you scream. “You don’t get to be the only one showing off.” He grabs your face, fucks into you mean, “I’ll make you black out and still be hard.”
YANG JUNGWON
⤷ “Shit—are you trying to break my fucking cock?”
Jungwon flips you again—even though you were on top for the last three orgasms, and even though his cock twitches from overstimulation, he’s still got that fucking look in his eyes, voice dropping dark as he slides back inside you without warning. “You keep milking me like you want me to fucking cry,” he mumbles, bottoming out.
“Why? Can’t satisfy me?” You chuckle, only to moan when he grinds against your walls, and he slaps your ass, continuing his ministrations. “Shut up. You want this cock, you take this cock.” He slams in deeper, and you swear your brain blanks the fuck out, “that’s right,” he hisses, “lay there and leak like a desperate slut.”
long distance with your idol boyfriend is hard but, with heeseung? it's something else :p
pairing: heeseung x fem reader
warnings: slightly suggestive at the end!! them just be lowkey horny but not obvious, also reader drunk texts
genre: fluff <3
a/n: thank you for 30 followers and over 200 likes on the last one~ i decided to make a part 2 and it was so much fun!! do give me feedback or requests !! id really appreciate it 🥹
