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Dom!Hyunjin who's having a hard time w/practice so you decide to help him relieve his stress (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

heeere ya go nonnie ♡ hope u like it (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

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hush. (m)

your eyes fell on the exhausted body that belonged to hyunjin. it had been over two hours now since the two of you had arrived at the empty practice room. being a sunday afternoon, nobody else had joined him at practice, which helped to perfect his own moves.

“maybe you should stop for a bit” your voice rang through the silent room, the boy in front of you turning to face you. sweat covered his forehead as his breathing was heavy and uneven. it was quite a sight, in your opinion. seeing as he had no intentions of halting his practice, you stood up and walked towards him. 

“sit down for second” his eyebrows arched up in confusion, but he lowered himself to the ground slowly.

“what do you think you’re doing?” hyunjin chuckled lightly as you crouched down along with him. lifting your hand up, you pushed against his chest carefully, making his back lay flat on the cool flooring. it wasn’t usual for you to be the one hovering above him, but the brunette remained silent, intrigued in your actions.

“do you really think that pushing yourself that hard is good? the stress is going to simply eat you up..” your voice was low, almost lustful, as your hands traveled down his tired body. reaching the hem of his sweatpants, you couldn’t help but gaze at the bulge that was located just a few millimetres further down “i mean, just look at you” 

“how about you help me out a little then, baby” 

there was the dominant side that you loved. smiling innocently, you pulled down the loose trousers, leaving him exposed waist down in the middle of the room. your hand moved at a slow pace on his member, watching as the boy’s expression changed to one of pleasure.

gradually, your pace increased, forgetting where you were both located, your main focus being only him at that moment. hyunjin’s groans grew louder, head now tossed back as he grinded his hips up towards you, in hopes to relieve himself quicker. 

“don’t stop” his low voice echoed throughout the empty walls of the room, causing you to shush him.

“hush now, or you're gonna end up catching someone’s attention...”

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Can you make a bang chan smut please thank you

indeed i can ! here you go love ♡ i do hope you like it ~

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raise. (m)

“and i bet minho can make me feel much better”

out of the corner of your eye, you saw chan’s head lift slowly, giving you an unimpressed glare over to your sitting body. raising his eyebrow, he turned back to his desk, letting out a loud sigh.

“you know damn well that’s not true, baby. had it been that way, you wouldn’t have been begging for more last night”

you didn’t even need to turn to see the shit-eating smirk that he was trying to contain. he was right. the whole discussion had only surfaced because you had commented on the fact that minho was really expressive on stage, leading to chan growing jealous as he tried to focus on his work. you had to admit, teasing your boyfriend was something that really entertained you.

“i dont think so”

little did you know that after blurting out those four measly words, you’d be pinned down to the couch you had been previously sat on, staring up at chan’s larger figure as you squirmed around him. when he got annoyed, foreplay wasn’t a thing. he’d go straight into business. you were excited nonetheless, so it wasn’t a tight fit.

“you wanna repeat what you said earlier, angel?” hips keeping a continuous pace, you could feel your high approaching at a rapid pace. your whines reached higher pitches the longer you tried to contain your voice. you didn’t want to prove him right but, damn, he really knew how to make your head spin.

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Hiii , Can you Pls do , a Smut For Kevin And a Smut for Hwall , thank u!

hello nonnie! here’s your kevin request ♡, and the hwall one ill be posting soon, so please do expect later on ~

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meal. (m)

with a splash of humour

the night had started just like any other. kevin had prepared a special litte dinner for the two of you, just spent at home. he had cooked delicious plates that were beautifully spread out across the table, making your mouth water just by the sight. by the end of the meal, however, you had also been craving for something else.

“for god’s sake kevin, just keep still!”

the situation was quite odd. you had swivelled underneath the table a few moments earlier, and had quickly slid kevin’s jeans down to his ankles. after having stroked him a few times, you had attempted to lick the tip of his member, but unfortunately, from the shock, his hips had buckled upwards, resulting in your head hiting the table.

“i can’t help it! you’re just really good at this, you know...” kevin smirked down at your face that was between high thighs, as you rubbed your head slowly. after a few seconds, you had decided to continue your actions. mouth wrapping around him perfectly, his moans filled your ears as you smirked inwardly. 

“shit, _____”

now, it was his turn to encounter a problem. usually, when you went down on him, he always ended up grabbing hold of your hair so as to not flail his arms around awkwardly. but with the table being so low down, he couldn’t actually do that. thinking quickly, he snaked his hand around you and pulled your hair from the back. 

a loud pop resonated throughout the room.

“kevin you can’t pull my head back, im gonna hit the table again! just keep your hands to yourself, will you?” your hand didn’t halt your movements, making it complicated for the male to actually respond.

“okay but w-what do i do with them then?”

“gee, i dont know. leave em on the table for all i care” you rolled your eyes, focusing back on your boyfriend´s twitching member.

“no that would be weird!”

“for fucks sake, kevin, i dont kno-”

your complaints were cut off, though, by a loud groan coming from above, followed by a reasonably large amount of white substance hitting your face. your eyes widened, staring up at kevin with a surprised look. normally, you were absolutely fine with him releasing onto your face. this time was an exception.

“KEVIN YOU GOT IT ON MY DRESS”

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requests are now open!

as ive now finished all the requests that had been sitting in my inbox for quite some time now, im accepting new drabble ideas.

for those who have recently joined this account or have never seen me before, here is what i now write!

the boyz

stray kids (new addition!)

ill happily write fluff, smut and angst. do keep in mind that i really only write drabbles.

but, there is a fanfic on the way (skz one to be more specific) which will be posted shortly.

i hope to see you all sending in ideas for new drabbles ! i love u all ~ ♡

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droplets. (m)

you felt as a drop of water fell against your cheek, slowly sliding down your face to join the rest of your now soaking body. however, that wasn’t your main focus. back pressed up against the tiled wall, you struggled to keep your knees from buckling beneath you.

juyeon was a man of skills. especially when it came to using his fingers on you. the way he just knew what made you squirm and whine was something you had never fully understood.

fingers manoeuvring themselves skilfully through your core, you couldn’t help but maintain a tight grasp on your boyfriend’s shoulders. it all felt so amazing. his hot breathe contrasted with the cool water that fell on your neck, making you shiver slightly.

“juyeon...”

your voice sounded strained. almost as if you could barely speak. which was exactly how you felt. waves of warmth filled your stomach, and you prayed that you wouldn’t collapse as soon as your orgasm hit.

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second. (m)

your senses seemed to have increased. you could feel every inch of him, squirming as he entered you each time. hyunjae was caught in the same state as you, shuddering as he continued to move despite having reached his high a few minutes ago.

it was something the two of you did. despite having finished, there wasn’t a sudden stop and rest. no. your sensitive bodies would continue, as if chasing a second high. it was almost addicting. even the slightest movement made the two of you let out whimpers or moans.

“hyunjae...how long are you gonna keep this up?” you keeled into the male’s ear, feeling as you couldn’t take any more. but deep inside, you knew you could. even if it was just for a few seconds more.

rather than getting an answer, his body fell, almost limp, on top of yours. he was rather fast when it came to reaching his other orgasms. heavy breathing filled the room, as you brought your hands up to his back, stroking lightly. unable to contain a small giggle, you earned a confused look from the now worn out boy.

“you’re not the best at lasting long in the second round”

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4 fics have been posted today, n the 5th one is on its way! so please do check up later on ~

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none. (m)

hands flying up to your face, you balled them up in attempts to silence the lewd noises that were aching to be let out. your eyes were fixated on your lower body, as if seeing what was going on would help you in any way to remain silent. you weren’t so easy to give in.

“oh now you’re quiet? you sure weren’t when you were talking so eagerly with chanhee”

changmin’s voice sent chills down your spine, causing you to look away. he always looked so sweet. so innocent. so calm. but, damn, did he have a short temper when it came to jealousy. you knew that him taking out his frustration on you wasn’t the best way to resolve things, but the immense pleasure that came with it all kept you from throwing him on the floor.

“tell me: how many people can make you feel this good?”

the only noise resonating throughout the room was the continuous banging of the headboard on the wall. luckily, the remaining boys had been out from the dorm. if it had been otherwise, you’d have some fun explaining to do the following morning.

receiving no response, the once soft boy formed a sly smirk on his lips, watching as your own face retorted in pleasure.

“that’s right, princess. none”

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embrace. (m)

never had you imagined that the moment would arrive. it felt like forever since you were able to hug, feel and love your boyfriend. jacob had been yours for over 3 years now, but the two of you had only met up a few times. distance was the thing keeping you apart. as he resided in seoul, you were far too away to be able to visit on a regular basis. and on top of all that, you knew he had a tight schedule at the best of times.

which is why you were treasuring the view that displayed itself above you. moving ever so slowly and carefully, jacob was pleasing you in ways that you had never even imagined. everything was so intricate and delicate with him, you adored it.

and this was only the first time the two of you were being intimate. had you known he was this skilled and amazing, you would’ve been convinced so much earlier.

“im nearly there jacob...” you managed you sigh out, hands increasing their grip on his back. he too seemed to be reaching his high, breathe becoming uneven and shorter. the sight was beautiful.

shortly after, his body fell lazily beside you, avoiding colliding with your own. you hadn’t felt that good in so long. you had never imagined your first time to be so utterly breathtaking. you would now constantly crave his touch. his embrace.

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performance. (m)

“jesus, chanhee, slow down”

your whimper was heard, but indifferent to the male. he kept up the continuous thrusts, head buried into your neck as he tried his best to remain silent. who would’ve thought that 10 minutes prior he was performing no air in front of hundreds of spectators.

music shows always got the worst of him. the stress of waking up at ungodly hours for a whole month took a toll on him. luckily, as it was the final week of promotions, he was able to talk you into going with him. little did you know, however, he simply needed you to relieve his frustration. but you weren’t complaining.

“what if someone...walks in” you whispered lowly, feeling your back being slightly hiked up against the plain wall as chanhee removed his head away from your neck. the sight was one that no words could even begin to describe. hair flat against his forehead, you could see small droplets forming, along with the rhythmic pants that met with your skin.

“then they’re going to have another performance to watch”

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show. (m)

your breathe was quickly taken out of your smaller form. back hitting the hard wall, your eyes darted up to meet your friends’. if he could even be considered a friend at this point.

“what do you think you’re doing?” you whisper, in fear of being heard by another member, who could’ve possibly been walking by just the other side of the wall.

“didnt you just say earlier that younghoon can’t please you the way you want? im sure i can do a far better job than him...” hyunjae’s voice had also been lowered to a whisper, but unlike yours, his had a tint of lust. you knew where this was going to end up if you didn’t stop him.

you felt a sudden playful urge build up in your stomach. if he was so sure that he could make you feel better than your boyfriend of 2 years, then why doesn’t he just show you?

“oh, ill show you alright. or rather, you’ve already shown me”

jolting at the sudden friction, you peaked down at his thigh, now pushed up againts you from below. the slight moving of his leg drove you wild, but you weren’t so easily controlled. admitedly, the closed space between the two of you and his husky voice had your head spinning. you pitied the other women he had done this with: he was an absolute fucking tease.

“you’re already excited and ive barely even touched you. fancy that. i can only assume how long it would take younghoon to get you into this state”

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sunday. (m)

“you may want to keep it down, love. do you really want someone to walk in on us?”

sunrays barely passed through the blinds on the dorms’ windows, the time only just turning to 7am. an ungodly hour for a sunday morning. nevertheless, jacob’s neediness hadn’t hesitated to roll you onto your back, quickly burying himself inside you as a way to say good morning. or at least that’s what you supposed.

this wasn’t something unusual: the two of you had had early morning sessions quite a few times. however, they were never in the actual boys’ dorm room, rather in your own, silent apartment. it was now your turn to remain mute, as to not wake any of the members up. this resulted in a tricky task, as your boyfriend showed no mercy towards you as he pleasured you. the bed repeatedly pushed against the wall, and you feared that the sleeping person on the otherside could wake up at any moment.

“i bet you’d loved if someone did find you in this state though, wouldn’t you?” his husky voice resonated through your ear, and all you could do is hope that nobody had heard your rather loud and elongated moan that followed it.

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aching. (slight m)

“you have no idea how good that girl is in bed”

jacob’s breath hitched. he knew that topic was going to surface in the conversation the second juyeon mentioned his girlfriend. the older members had all met up at a local bar to spend the night, something that was quite usual. it was only until sangyeon had brought up the question about partners that everything started getting more and more lewd and specific. and now it was the brunette’s turn to talk.

for the most, jacob was used to listening to these things, so much so it had become just another topic for a conversation. however, in juyeon’s case, it was harder for him to simply sit and listen. it wasn’t his member’s fault. rather, it was his partner’s. you.

he had had a recurring crush on you for longer than he’d like to admit. but being as shy as he was, he never spoke up to you to start a relationship between the two of you. this led to juyeon quickly taking the opportunity.

“she could go on for hours, im telling you. she swears she’s not very experienced, but i highly doubt that. the way she rides-“

jacob tried his best to block out the younger’s words, not wanting to hear anything. simply the image of you in bed, no clothing on you whatsoever, made him feel insane. the tension he had when with you was unbearable. but he couldn’t exactly do much about the problem. oh how he wished he’d just mustered up the guts to get to you first.

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carousel. (f)

“eric i swear to g-”

“quickly it’s going to start!”

a small chuckle escaped your mouth, despite your slight annoyance towards the boy. you placed yourself on what was probably the same horse you had sat on the three other times you had gone on the ride. the music started playing once again, and you knew what was coming.

“i challenge you, and your horse, to a fight to death!” your boyfriend childishly declared to you from infront, sat on his own horse as he pointed in your direction. he was an odd one when it came to carousels. he absolutely loved them to no extent. which was okay, except everytime he had to make up a completely strange scenario to play out mid-ride.

“but eric ive won all the other battles, why would you want to get defeated once again?” answering his previous statement, you puffed up your chest playfully as a sign of power.

sure, the two of you usually received some confused looks from parents below; but the children in line waiting to ride were always so amused by the two of you, most likely thinking that they had found two real knights on the carousel.