Members Included: Haechan, Johnny, Taeyong, Jaehyun, Mark | Some Suggestive Dialogue ⚠️
[ Haechan ] Haechan likes rainy days and thinks of them as a reset button. He wants to flip the whole damn apartment upside down and you -- don't. You want to stay in bed, head buried under your pillow drifting away to the pitter patter of rain drops on your window seal. Its only when Haechan snatches the comforter, exposing your curled form do you sit up. "Haechan," you whine his name and he chuckles but doesn't return the comforter. He takes it straight to the laundry and you hate that. Haechan takes pride in his cleanliness, but it had its flaws and this was one of them. You also know by now that he whole heartedly expects you to join him in revamping the apartment, and by the time you make it to the kitchen, Haechan's there. A cup of coffee in his hands and Sam Smith playing low on the Alexa. He's got your coffee right beside him, just how you like and you can't help but smile just a little when he pulls you in for a hug. Closing your eyes and laying your head against his chest, "Im going back to bed as soon as we're done," you mumble as he presses a soft kiss to your head with a hum. "...and you're going back with me," you add, and then he hums again but this time he actually agrees.
[ Johnny ] Johnny absolutely despises rainy days. The sight of shelf clouds rolling in makes him feel dull, wiping all his energy . He doesn't want to do a damn thing and he's got no problem staying in bed for days until the sun shines again, but since dating you--he's learned to adjust. You love the rain, and the benefits that come with it. "This is perfect weather to run errands" you grin from ear to ear. Your thought process was sensible as if someone like Johnny (a social butterfly) didn't even want to be out, why would anyone else. Your boyfriend doesn't bother with an argument though, he just gives you an unimpressed look before slipping on his shoes. And when your theory proved to be wrong, you bit at your thumb nervously, waiting for Johnny to drop the hammer. All the check out lanes we're ridiculously backed up, there we're shoppers on every isle, and Johnny could only wonder if it was a holiday weekend. "I thought, no one comes out in the rain. This is the perfect weather for errands" Johnny mocked you and you locked onto his arm. "I don't know why you listen to me " you giggle. "because if I don't you'll bite me," Johnny leans over to whisper and you smile happily "Yeah...".
[ Taeyong ] When Taeyong entered the living room, dressed head to toe in his running attire you had to do a double take. Even turning to look out the window, it was still raining and harder than it was when you woke up 30 minutes ago. "Babe?" you question as he adjust the straps of his backpack. "Jeno's meeting me in the park for a long run..." Taeyong says moving to tie his shoes, and you once again look to the window then back to your boyfriend. "Its pouring cats and dogs out there." Taeyong finally looks up and meets your confused gaze, throwing your thumb over your shoulder his eyes following. He scoffs. " Damn that sucks, we'll just have to work even harder," he said casually. Raising your eyebrows in disbelief, he's gone mad. Removing yourself from the loveseat, you set down your kindle on the coffee table, and calmly approach Taeyong. " You'll get sick- " you start, but Taeyong quickly cuts you off. Tilting his head slightly with a smirk, "and you'll have to take care of me." His tone playful, but with a hint of mischief. He quickly presses a kiss to your lips and you fold because even in this weather Taeyong is a power house, and he doesn't care if it's raining or not.
[ Jaehyun ] Rainy days are cute and comfortable with Jaehyun, you guys love it. Thriller movies and snacks are routine on days like today and transforming the living room into your own personal movie theater is standard. Jaehyun gets comfortable first in the middle of the couch, and you follow snuggling underneath him until you're warm and cozy. He drapes his arm over your shoulder, making sure you're secure because you will jump out of fear and last thing he wants is for you to go over the couch... again. "Shit," Jaehyun mumbles just as the movie starts, "We forgot the popcorn, can you hand it to me?" you peak over to see the popcorn on the coffee table and groan, having to wiggle out of your comfortable spot. "I'm not giving it to you though, you always make a mess," you joke and Jaehyun chuckles because he knows you're right. " I won't this time, I promise," Jaehyun smiles as you squeeze beside him again and he happily takes the popcorn. An hour and a half later, the credits are rolling along with spooky music, but you both a bit occupied making out to do anything about it. When Jaehyun tries make you more comfortable, he accidentally knocks the popcorn to the floor. Your eyes go wide when he pulls away with a snort"it was an accident," he swears and you laugh too.
[ Mark ] Mark likes the rain...when he doesn't have to go outside. He finds peace sitting near the window listening to music, and it kills you to disrupt his tranquility but it's that time of the month, and of course you forgot to restock after last month, and you swear every time you go to the store you'll replenish only you never remember too. This falls on you but when you mention to your boyfriend that you'll run as fast as possible to the corner store, he shuts it down immediately. "Absolutely not," Mark reacted in the softest tone. You want to argue but you know you won't win, not this time, so you let him go. "Go take a bath or something... I'll be back in like 10 minutes," he says, throwing on his jacket and taking the umbrella. He leaves you with a kiss and you feel terrible for allowing him to run down the street in the rain, but there was no way he was going to let you go. You're in the bath by the time he gets back, and he sets the box of products on the bathroom sink. "Your the best boyfriend ever..." you tell Mark as he leans over to press a kiss to your head. " I know..." he whispers. " and I owe you big time" you sigh, still embarrassed and Mark laughs, "Yes you do..."
au: apologies for the mistakes and it probably makes no sense, this is raw and unedited as always, don't do to much its literally just a doodle. writers block is chewing my ass up and i just needed to write something to relieve some stress & it’s been ages since i posted I am so sorry I will be back soon I promise! Enjoy if you haven’t yet check out my masterlist 🩶
Jealous boyfriend Jaehyun, who is openly nasty with you in public for the first time. You should've guessed he'd hit his breaking point eventually, watching in disgust as men throw themselves at you all night. As if they have no manners, as if Jaehyun wasn't even there and glued to your side since you stepped in the club. One guy, Sungchan in particular was resilient and could not catch the a hint. "He's just a kid, don't worry he's harmless," you reassure Jaehyun pressing a kiss to his cheek. Jaehyun scoffed, delivering cold glares from the wall. All it took was one more wink from some cocky bastard passing by and that was the last straw. You don’t know what to expect but you can’t hide your excitement when Jaehyun's dragging you by the wrist to the nearest bathroom, casually shoving you against the wall once inside. Your core aches for your boyfriend in every way possible. Lifting you, he pivots sitting you on the sink and crashing his lips into yours. Jaehyun has always been the quiet type, he'd never even talk about intimacy in public let alone fuck you in the club bathroom but here you were. Thighs parted for him and his fingers under your skirt slipping past your panties, working you open till you're begging him for more. He doesn't bother with a condom, he needs you to feel every single inch, vein, and pulse. He fucks you raw and rough against the edge of the sink. His still mouth covering yours to quiet any moans threatening to escape, and you cling to him hard. When the bathroom door opens Jaehyun finally pulls away, making eye contact with Sungchan and a few other men from earlier. Hitting your g-spot perfectly, you cum moaning his name—loud and proud. His dimples flashing with a smile before he turns back to you and finishes inside you. Pushing his cum deeper, intent on keeping it there. "You're mine, forever," he presses a kiss to your lips and you smile and nod.
Ik I’ve been MIA for months I apologize. Enjoy these little fics I’ve been writing on my free time.
"No!" you groan, slightly embarrassed that your even having this conversation. You feel bad when he frowns but there's no way you're letting Mark fuck you in his spider man mask. "Come on, just this one time. Baby it's Halloween..." he smirks, grinding his hips down against yours, and you can't hold the moan that slips out, his hard cock teasing where you need him most, "I promise i'll make it worth it." You sigh, take a moment … then smile, completely intrigued "Ok, but only because it halloween." Excitement takes over and he's already got the mask pulled out from the nightstand.
Haechan's annoying as hell but you can never stay bothered for long. He can get under your skin as easy as he can get into your pants and you hate it — but love it. His sarcasm and witty remarks send you up a wall while still managing to spark a fire in your core. There were times when you just wanted to tape his mouth shut, but why use tape when you could keep him quiet with his head between your legs. He's cocky and a tease but he's never had a problem making you cum, even just off his fingers. He calls you his 'easy little slut' and you bark back that he's a dick and he laughs like the little red headed devil he is, but when he fucks you like his personal play toy, you forget how annoying he is. You're too drunk on his cock to remember anything even when he's mumbling stupid shit, you have to pull him into a kiss just to shut him up. It's when you finally both reach your highs do you let him run his mouth. "You're mine, and don't forget it," is the only thing he has left to say.
Authors Note: I don’t know why i’m struggling with Haechan but let’s see how this does. As always all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Lalaa ✨
Jungwoo is the ultime softy when it comes to you. When your cuddling in bed he just wants to be on you. His head on your chest, fingers dipped under your shirt, thumbs rubbing small circles on your bare hips. He loves being as close as possible, just talking and being in your presence is a reward in itself. "Why do I feel like we're still not close enough?" he mumbles tilting his head to peak up at you. Your chest vibrating as you let out a giggle, fingers stroking his hair, "I don't think we can get any closer." He hums, lips pressing together before smiling, and you just know what he's getting at. Within the span of 5 minutes he's got you both naked, his hips settled between yours, his head rested on your chest as if he'd never moved and his cock buried snug inside your warm walls. You're not moving, your fingers still stroking his hair, and he's planting harmless kisses along your chest and anywhere within reach of his lips as he's lazy and doesn't want to move. "Is this better?" You quietly ask and he hums happily content and satisfied.
Authors Note: still alive just on a cruise to mexico with no internet :( , personally i feel like there’s not enough Jungwoo content so let me bless your feed <3 As always all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Lalaa ✨
Jungwoo's wrecked, hand slick with pre-cum as he pumps his cock. Legs spread wide as he sits at the edge of the bed, and your on your knees before him in black lingerie, your eyes glued to him like some greek god. Something about watching your boyfriend jerk off to you, drives you insane and you love it. The way he bites his lip to hold in his moans, the hunger in his eyes, and most importantly the way he folds when your fingers dip down to touch yourself. His breath shallow and uneven when he moans your name, Jungwoo's free hand cupping your jaw, just as you massage two fingers into your soaked core. Your lips part just enough for your boyfriend to dip his thumb into your mouth when you moan. Upon instinct you close, sucking his thumb in deeper, and he smirks. His other hand working over his cock, hips twitching upward into his palm. Your barley able to focus on pleasing yourself, you just want his cock between your lips instead of his thumb, but you have to be patient. You groan around his finger when he presses deeper, and your finger yourself to match the pace of Jungwoo stroking his cock. His stomach muscles clench at the lewd sounds coming from between your thighs, and he mumbles your name. Voice strained, "fuck you look so beautiful on your knees, my thumb in your mouth— my little slut." You clench around your fingers, and smile biting his thumb making him hiss. His head falling back, closing his fist tighter at the thought of fucking your throat dry. "I-I don't want to cum anywhere but your mouth, baby," he moans, pulling his thumb from your lips, dragging your bottom lip down slowly. You let out a shaky moan, lashes fluttering as you finger yourself perfectly, you can hardly speak as pleasure consumes you, nodding your head in response. "Use your words,"Jungwoo shakes his head, legs stretching wider as you sit higher on your knees. "Please…please use my mouth," you sob. You remove his hand from his cock and part your lips, swirling your tongue around his tip first. His cock warm, and thick as you suck down the length of his shaft. He curses loud, your walls fluttered at the satisfaction. His fingers thread through your hair, guiding your head down his length and hitting the back of your throat. His toes curl into the rug, broken moans ripping through his chest as he reaches his release. He goes still, emptying himself inside your throat with a sharp breath, and you milk him for everything's he worth just as you cum around your fingers. He lets out the filthiest noise when you swallow, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood as your eyes lock with his. God, his cocks still hard when you pull off and your ready to be annihilated like a nasty little slut.
Authors Note: Getting face fucked by Jungwoo in ITALY 😩 lord take my phone i need to touch grass after this. As always all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Lalaa ✨
He's got you in a chokehold, his performance with Hyde rocked your world so hard you couldn't stop reliving the moment even hours after the concert.
“Ah shit,” Yuta pants in your ear. He’s fucking into you at such a brutal pace. Your thighs are soar and your voice is gone from the concert, your soft whines only make him fuck you harder. "My pretty little wife, always supporting me through everything.”
"Yuta- please," you moan against his ear and he moans too. You walls fluttering around him at the sound of his whimpers, he's so fucking hot, you love how vocal he is in the bedroom. "Harder," you beg and he hovers over you.
“So needy,” he teases wrapping your legs around him, and you pout,“But your such a good girl.”
His cock pounding you deeper into the bed, hands on the under side of your thighs, stretching you around him, and massaging your inner walls. Your arousal coating his length with every thrust of his hips and your back dragging against the sheets as they cling to your body. His lips on your neck and your arm thrown over his shoulder for support, the other fisting the bed to ground yourself.
"Open your mouth," he whispers and you do as your told, moaning when he hooks his fingers in your mouth, his hips slowing to take in your expression. Your lips wrap around the same fingers he just fucked into you, tasting your arousal, you smirk completely infatuated.
His drew his lower lip between his teeth, and any real restraint he was holding back was now forgotten. The way you pull on his heart strings has him going feral.
Your name on his lips, a warning but you don't have time to process it when his hips slam into yours picking back up the same unrelenting tempo as before. Your breath hitching, and back arching. His bare chest brushing your sensative nipples with every stroke.
He mumbles pure filth in your ear, enjoying how you respond to his touch. His fingers on your jaw and teeth scraping your neck. Breaking you into pieces, your crumbling.
Your crying his name, tears kissing your eyes. Your nails piercing the skin on his back, his cock bullying your g-spot forcing moan after moan for him.
His hand at the back of your neck, your both watching where your bodies connect, the sounds loud, wet, and lewd. " Yutaa," you whine, your head falling back against the pillows from the force of his hips snapping into yours.
He teasingly pecks your lips before his hand comes around to lightly choke you, and you can't hide your smile. "Your taking me so well, we should just try for a baby," he groans.
Your hearts racing, unable to communicate properly but your walls clench around him at the thought, telling him all he needs to know. Satisfied and excited, he caresses your cheek." You'd like that wouldn't you? A mini me running around..." and you nod, heart full of love and that's all it takes.
You chest curving into his as your back arches deeper, lips parting and Yuta's lips trace from your lips to your chest slowly sucking messy kisses to your skin at the peak of your release.
Shockwaves gripping your body, walls spasming and your cumming harder then you ever have before. He holds you steady, pumping his cock in and out of you determined to make your dream a reality.
You hum against his lips as he kissed you, ecstasy consuming you, and he pulls away grunting your name, rolling his hips at a softer pace and kissing your cervix as his muscles tense, emptying himself inside you. Filling you as much as possible in hopes that one day it'll lead to a mini rockstar just like himself.
Authors Note: Yuta’s my bias so i wrote this with my cooch not my brain just saying. As always all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Lalaa 🎸
Your practically apologizing to the elderly neighbor next door every morning — and every morning she gives you the same disgusted look, the same look you expect to see tomorrow after another night of extremely rough, loud sex with Mark. Your headboard hitting the wall repeatedly, and even when Mark was fucking you in missionary, his toned arm reaching up to hold your bed frame in place, it was no use and it wasn't for lack of trying but the walls in your apartment were paper thin. Mark promised he'd be gentle enough not the shake the bed or have you screaming his name, but the second he was balls deep inside you, he couldn't help himself and neither could you. The way your pussy fluttered around him with every thrust, your thighs parting open more and more for him. His lips brushed yours, and your breath hitched as your fingers trailed his jaw keeping your eyes focused on each other. Trembling from every thrust, you're barely holding on. His voice wrecked, thrust getting sloppier and the headboard getting louder, "Fuck, your gonna cum for me, aren't you?" Your voice cracked, "Mark," you warned. Your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, and Mark fell with you— grunting, holding you through every pulse, every shake, until you were both spent. Mark giggles finding comfort as he rest on your chest, "She's gonna be so mad, again." And you know exactly what look you will be getting tomorrow.
A/u: I haven’t dropped work in awhile i apologize but i had to get a little scribble off my chest even though it’s short, i’ll be back soon. As always all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Lalaa ❤️🔥
The next morning Winwin’s in your kitchen cooking - as if he wasn’t just knuckles deep in your bits, in the middle of the night. It wasn’t like you had sex, but it was still intimate and that made the topic equally sensitive.
Winwin’s back is turned when you slip into the chair at the counter. He’s shirtless and you immediately notice the red streaks on his shoulders from your nails. Quickly averting your eyes to anywhere but him when he turns around, he smiles taking in your presence.
“I made you a omelette with extra chives,” laying the plate in front of you with a fork and napkin. You smile as he sets his plate next to yours, but doesn’t sit yet when he asks “How’d you sleep?”
It was a loaded question, “Good, you?” He hands you a water before finally sitting down next you. He nods, “Good.” It goes quiet while you both eat, and your thighs are snapped together tighter then usual as you debate whether to bring up last night.
You don’t know why Winwin made you nervous as if he wasn’t your best friend in the whole wide world - hell as if he hadn’t seen you naked and been inside you but nonetheless you drop the whole thought. Winwin notices but doesn’t comment and just silently observes how beautiful you look.
It's movie night at the dorm and a few members invited their friends to join. You mentally scold yourself for forgetting that, your friend and Xiaojun’s casual lover, had been invited. Had you remembered she was coming you wouldn't have chosen to sit between Xiaojun and Kun.
They get a little handsy during the movie, and your ignoring them as best as possible, but you feel relief when they excuse themselves to go upstairs. Winwin slipping into their spot beside you with a soft smile, throwing an arm over your shoulder for you to relax on. You happily laid your head on his shoulder and he lightly pecks your head, watching the movie with you.
It wasn't until after the movie, everyone had gone up to bed leaving just you and Winwin still cuddling on the floor watching silly youtube videos. It’s late and you know Winwin wants you to come to his bed but you hadn't been in his bed since he fucked you and it made you anxious yet eager to see how the night would play out. Winwin stands first, helping you up "Let's go to bed?"
You lie next to Winwin, the rooms dark but your facing each other and sharing little details about your day. When you yawn, he scoots closer pulling you against him, "Get some sleep, or i’ll never hear the end of it in the morning" What was that supposed to mean? Winwin always knew how to hit a nerve but you bit your tongue and fell asleep in your bestfriends arms.
Your sitting across from Winwin who’s laying on his side, it's Saturday morning and he’s killing you in a “friendly” game of double solitaire, but its only because your mind is elsewhere that he’s winning, any other day, he’d down on his luck.
Your studying him, but not because of the game. Your bestfriend is actually really handsome, and when he wasn’t irritating you, you loved him a lot more then you’d ever admit. The war between your head and heart is taking over and you can’t hold your tongue anymore.
"What are we?" Winwin hums with a playful shrug, and you shove him a little, "I'm serious Winwin, what are we doing?"
“Playing cards,” his expression unreadable while putting down his cards. Rolling your eyes, a nonchalant smart ass, wonderful.
"So we just have sex once and you finger me and we're just friends?" You still can't read his expression, throwing down your cards and getting out of bed.
Your irritation visible but to him you look so cute pouting and stomping around his room in one of his oversized shirts that barley come down to your thighs. He wants to ask how old you are and compare you to a child but he holds back for your sanity.
"What do you want to be?" he finally responds, and you sigh running your fingers through your hair, you genuinely don't know what you want but you wish he would just pick something. "I mean your mine..." he's shuffling his cards again, "I don't want you having sex with anyone else."
Your eyes narrow at him, unbelievable "but you don't want to be my boyfriend either." His brows snapped together, almost wounded, "Says who?"
Your features soften when he finally shows some emotion and Winwin recollects himself, adjusting to sit up properly, resting his back against the headboard and patting the bed beside him for you to come join him again.
When you sit next to Winwin, his fingers graze over yours, "I didn’t think you’d make me say it out loud, i kind of assumed we’d fall into it, you know” he’s not looking at you but you can tell for the first time that it was weighing on him as well, “Why do you think i even offered to help you in the first place?"
You don't how to respond, " I don’t know Winwin, that’s what friends are for- to help each other." Winwin laughs because he often forgets your inability to grasp subtleties, “your mind was probably working overtime,”and you groan standing again.
“ y/n…” his tone softer, taking your hands and pulling you into his lap, " i’m sorry..." you hate when he goes mushy on you but you can tell he’s genuine so you accept his apology.
You stay in his lap for a while, making fun of his affectionate side but he doesn’t care, letting you tease him until he’s had enough.
His finger tilts your chin up, and your words get cut off by a kiss. You accidentally let out a soft moan and his tongue boldly slips between your lips and explores your mouth, never pulling away when you adjust to straddle his lap.
As hands roam and hips roll, your core aches and your desperate for him. Your tongue swirls around his confidently and you lift your arms, pulling away when you allow him to remove your oversized shirt and his going right after yours.
Winwin holds you close as he’s rolling you both over, your naked back against his soft sheets. Your legs lock around his, and your fingers on his jaw as you pull him into another kiss. It’s wet, hot, and messy as you move in unison. His fist in the sheets, holding himself up as he makes out with you.
His hard cock teasing you with every grind over your covered core, you let out a low whimper when he bites your bottom lip, and you pull away, breathless and weak.
Winwin kisses down your frame, your shoulder to your neck and down to your breast. When his lips attach to your nipple, your eyes flutter shut, and your fingers find his hair, a delicate moan leaves you and he moves to please the other side.
His fingers hook around your panties as he’s sucking on your sensitive bud. When you arch into his mouth he takes the opportunity to slide down your panties, tossing them to join your shirts.
The cool air hitting your wet core was satisfying and Winwin finally releases your nipple, sitting up on his knees as he looms over you.
You suddenly feel self-conscious, heat creeping up your chest and Winwin swears his sweats just got tighter “how did i controll myself all these years,” and you go completely dumb, unable put words together at a time like this but you know all you want right now is for him to ruin you in every possible.
Winwin dips down to peck your lips before moving down the bed, lifting your legs and resting them on his shoulders, you can feel his breath on you and your breath hitched when he left open mouth kisses along your inner thigh, his lips inching closer and closer to where you need him the most.
On instinct your hands find his hair, and the feeling went straight through you, gasping when he tasted you with his entire mouth. “Winwin-“ a desperate whine leaves you, head lolling as he ate you like a man starved. His tongue pushing into you, swiping against your walls and you don’t bother stifling your moans because his mouth on you feels like heaven.
Your hips shift under his touch, instinctively searching for more, but he holds you steady, his grip firm on your thighs. His tongue circling, pressing, moving with purpose, the satisfying moans he makes vibrates through you.
Then he slips a finger into you, and your like jello in his palm. The sounds of your arousal loud in a room of breathy moans, his fingers curling into you and massaging his walls as his tongue teased you with soft flicks.
The rhythm of his hand and mouth work in sync, pulling you closer to the edge with each passing second. He responds to every twitch and every gasp, adjusting his pace and his pressure, as if he could read exactly what your body craved.
Removing his mouth from your nub, he climbs back up your body letting your legs fall from his shoulders when he moves to hover over you- still pumping his fingers at a brutal pace and his lips crashing against yours.
Your hands pressing into his back and arm, your legs began to shake at your approaching orgasm, and knowing how well you could take him, he slips in his ring finger, now working you open with three. You can feel him smirk into the kiss before he pulls away, he loves the way your expression changes, holding you steadily as you reach your high.
Your release coating his fingers, as he slows to a still. Your breathing heavy against his shoulder and you whine feeling empty when he pulls out. He massages your bundle of nerves, his gaze dropping to his soaked fingers. “Your so cute, you know that?”
You don’t realize Winwin slipped out his remaining clothes until you feel the head of cock brush through your folds, coating himself with your arousal before he pushes into you slowly, and you let out a broken noise.
Winwin almost came just off your sweet little cry, but he locked in as soon as your nails dug into his shoulder. His forehead resting on yours and your both breathing against each other, watching as you fuck yourself slowly on his cock, kissing between moans and when you ready to be fucked senseless, you clench around him.
Your fingers move to tangle in his hair, when he started thrusting into you. Your body jolting with every snap of his hips, and the wind being knocked out your lungs just how you like.
He kissed you again, hungrier and harder. His hips curving into yours with a pace that shook the bed, and you clench around him desperately with a pleased hum. His skin slapping against yours, loud clear and wet.
Your both aware that its a full house this morning, and Winwin already mentally prepared for the questions his roommates will flood him with regarding the filthy noises that echoed down the hall from his room.
The two of you moaning and whining into each others mouth, kiss full of teeth and tongue as he pounds your cunt so deep into his mattress, your seeing stars. Still over sensitive from his fingers and mouth, you cum around his cock breaking the kiss and cursing his name over and over.
Winwin’s voice raw when praises you, “… like a good girl,” still snapping into you with force, cock hitting your cervix as he pulled back entirely before slamming back in.
Your thighs shaking and sore but your addicted to the feeling of him being in you, on you, touching you, kissing you. You never want it end, and Winwin doesn’t plan to let it until your creaming his cock the same way you did the first time he ever fucked you.
His thrusts seem to get impossibly deeper, and they didn’t waiver when you cried you couldn’t, because when he kissed you gently despite fucking you like he hates you, you could.
Your nails on his skin, his nose on yours, your bodies sweaty and the violent sound of his skin slapping yours, send Winwin over without a warning, eyes squeezing shut and holding you tight when he spilled inside you, triggering your third orgasm of the morning.
He continues to grind into you slowing down and less aggressive, just enough to ride out your highs as he kisses you, letting his cock soften before pulling out with a pleased groan and collapsing next to you.
Your both staring at his ceiling, fucked out and still fighting to catch your breath. You let Winwin pull you into his chest, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of your head as you just exist together. Not talking, just enjoying the moment.
“Sooo,” your fingers on his chest, drawing circles, “What does this mean?” He lefts out a sigh, eyes still fixed on the ceiling as he strokes your hair, “I’ll let you think on it.”
A/u: Done done done… enjoy this because it took me way to long. May or may not drop some new stuff this week we will see, my brain is fried.
All my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy as always. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more! Love, Lalaa 💕
Winwin’s your bestfriend, you love each other as much as you hate each other but thats what made your friendship special. Your other friends never believed you and Winwin were “Just friends”, they’d state so many times after watching you two flirt just to bicker seconds later. However, it never bothered either of you because at the end of the day you knew there was a line you both would never cross…again.
A little over a week ago, you accidentally walked in on Xiaojun fucking one of your female friends, and while you hated to see it, you couldn’t deny it turned on you. When Winwin came down the hall from his room, you’d been caught closing the door, lower lip between your teeth and your gazed fixed on the floor.
Winwin pulled you to his room and he didn’t miss the way your thighs clenched when you explained what happened. He scolded you after, “you should’ve known better then to barge into a man’s room.” and you bit at your nail trying to contain the throbbing between your legs.
When he notices your completely zoned out, he’s leaning against his desk studying you. Your deep in thought and he knows what’s on repeat in your mind. He moves to sit beside you on his bed, throwing an arm over your shoulder, his voice soft, “I can help you …” and somehow you already know exactly what he’s referring to.
Since that afternoon, all you could think about was the way Winwin fucked you through 3 orgasms before reaching his own. You were obsessed meanwhile Winwin probably didn't even think twice about it. Sleeping with you was a once in a lifetime thing in his mind, especially since the day after he acted as if it never happened.
Three knocks at your front door, pulled you from your spot in the kitchen where you worked on your homework. You weren’t surprised to open the door to a visibly drunk Winwin, you quickly pull him in hoping he hadn't caught any attention from your nosey neighbors. You close the door, leaning your back against it as you watch him move around your apartment as if he hasn't been here a thousand times.
"What are you doing here, Winwin?" he plops down on your couch, his fingers combing his hair with a sigh. "I can't stop thinking about it..." his groan is low and you move in front of him, arms over your chest. "Thinking about what, Winwin?" your patience is thin as you really need to get back to your homework.
Just as soon as you turn on your heel to leave the drunken man, you freeze when he admits what's secretly been on your mind as well. "The way you came around my cock that afternoon." There was silence. What did he say? He smirks before laying down and before you could speak he's passed out on the couch.
You've been tossing and turning all night and you couldn't get his words out of your head. Your fingers dipping into your wet core, but you need more then just your fingers. Your vibrators dead from its extreme use the last few days and your hornier then you've ever been.
Winwin is still sleep on your couch and while he generously helped you once, you really weren't so sure if he'd help you out again despite his recent drunk confession, were you supposed to to believe he was telling the truth.
He arrived hours ago at your door step, maybe he sobered up by now but you couldn't possibly go to him again. He's your bestfriend and you crossed that invisible line once already, is it safe to do it again? What would a second time mean?
You fiddle in your bed, trying to recreate the feeling of Winwin being in you, his weight on top of you and his fingers touching you but it just wasn't the same and it was frustrating. A broken whine leaves you, accepting defeat.
When your door creaks open, you jump pulling your hand from between your legs and covering yourself with your sheets, Winwin's eyes trailing down your form with help from the dim moonlight slipping through your blinds.
“Hey..." you try to sound as calm as possible wondering how long Winwin has been standing there. "I was right outside, you could've just asked me," and you go slack, exposed as Winwin saw and heard it all.
You groan in defeat, "I was going to but…"Winwin walks around your bed, you take note he’s sober when he climbes in next to you fully clothed and slides in beside you. "I helped you before, guess you didn't like it enough to ask again?" and you laugh but it wasn't funny.
Winwin takes the sheets from your hands and helps you lay back down, he hovers over you, his nose just barley touching yours but you could feel his breath as his fingers trail down your body and dip into where you need him most. You're so wet, he easily slips three fingers in and you clinging to his shoulder with a soft moan. "Next time come straight to me."
A/U: Part 2 coming soon…
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You’re not an early bird, in fact you have a hefty track record of oversleeping and everyone that knows you, knows that getting between you and your rest is the quickest way to sabotage your day.
However, your lovely boyfriend loves to test your patience and while he’s the only person in the world allowed to wake you without repercussions, you’re seriously considering revoking the privilege.
Your mumbling nonsense, and Johnny can’t quite make out the words but it’s obvious your sleep talking. He has no intention of bothering you, his back against the headboard and his phone in his hands. He’s texting the group chat, he won’t be at practice today as he just wants to spend the day in bed with you.
It’s Saturday morning, you’re off today and you spent the night knowing he has to practice but you just wanted to spend a little time together as your schedules always find a way to keep you apart.
Johnny knew the second you pulled up, left overs and laptop tucked under your arm, baggy clothes and semi messy hair, you just wanted to relax and enjoy your Friday night locked away in his room with him.
A night full of popcorn and laughter, watching movies till 2 in the morning and after the movies ended, he fucked you like he missed you and that was enough to tire you both out, calling it a night.
Normally you’d text Johnny, and let yourself out in the morning but this morning you hadn’t expected him to still be in bed with you so late in the day.
He sets his phone down on the nightstand before he adjust to lay behind you. Pulling you into his chest as he scoots close, one arm propping his head up,and the other around your waist. He soaks in your relaxed state, the comforter slipping as you wiggle further into him.
You’re only in a black thong when your body is exposed, and flash backs from last night flood Johnny’s mind as he slowly glides the comforter over you again. Your breathing is steady and you almost look innocent but Johnny can’t help himself.
Last night, you looked so beautiful with your mouth around his cock, his hands in your hair and drool dripping down your lips. He moans as you take him deeper, your throat tightening around his tip, and when he cums deep in your throat, you happily swallow.
Johnny wasted no time, laying you down, your face buried in the pillows, ass in the air, and his hands tight on your hips as he slid into you with ease as you were already wet. His huge cock stretching you full and pistoning in and out of you at a rough pace and you came around his cock twice before he finally spills inside of you with a low breathy moan.
Johnny really didn’t want to wake you up, but in his world this was an emergency. His cock was now extremely hard and only you could satisfy him the way he needed, his own hand simply wouldn’t compare.
His wandering hands, that rested on your hip moved up to your breast. His fingers lightly brushing your hard buds, noting how the cool air of the bedroom stimulates your nipples, he smirks before planting kisses along your neck and shoulders. His lips and hands were enough to coo you awake, with a tired groan, you stretch into his touch, and he finally pulls his lips from your skin, fingers still cupped around your breast. “Johnny,” you whine, peaking over at the clock and not surprised it was half past noon.
“Sorry baby,” he reaches up to tilt your head towards him, pressing a kiss to the corner for your lips. You grip his wrist when he grinds his erection against your ass.
“Babe- really?”
Johnny snickers, “It wouldn’t be the same if I rubbed it out on my own.” You we’re exhausted and you could kill him for waking you up, but when he pouted he looked so helpless and needy. “ You don’t have to do any work, I promise.”
Johnny was pretty convincing, and orgasms always took a lot out of you, so it gave you a good reason to sleep all day. “Wait- I thought you have practice?”
“I’d rather be with you today, work can wait.” his breath was hot on your ear, and you loved the way it turned you on. You hitch your leg up over his to provide him more space when his fingers dip down to your arousal, massaging you through the thin fabric, he groans, “Fuck, you panties are soaked.”
You let out a needy moan, as he works you up with his index and middle finger. His lips on your neck, ear, shoulder, anywhere he can reach. “Johnny…” it was more of a beg, you needed to be touched properly.
Slipping under the fabric, he slipped two fingers into you, all the way down to knuckle and your head falls back onto his shoulder, he grins “Good girl.”
Your leg still hitched up over his, and his long fingers fucking you so perfectly at this angle, your dripping with every thrust and, it’s music to Johnny’s ears how wet you are.
Pulling his fingers out of you with no warning, you whine. He shifts his boxers down enough to release his throbbing cock, and before you could register, Johnny shoved his entire length into you with one smooth motion of his hips.
The moan you let out wasn’t quiet and Johnny’s hand flew over your mouth as he stilled, “Keep quiet, don’t want everyone to hear.” You sob, nodding and holding his wrist when he removed his hand.
Johnny grabbed your hips and began fucking into you with a short yet rough thrust, you were completely awake now, grabbing his arm in desperation. “ohhhh fuck,” you cry only loud enough for your boyfriend to hear.
Hiding his head in the crook of your neck as he moaned, the puffs of his rapid breath tickling your skin. His chest flush against your back, you’re both hot and sweaty, so when Johnny yanks the comforter away you feel relieved.
Lowering your leg, your walls tighten around him, he’s humping into you at an inhuman pace, balls ready to fill you full of his cum. “y/n..,” he moans, lips brushing your shoulder as he looked down to see where your connected, “you feel so good, fuck!”
Your heart flutters at that, and you hide your face in the pillow, biting down screams that threaten to escape every time the base of his cock dragged hard through your swollen folds.
You gasp his name and he chuckles, “too deep?” his hips slammed against your ass and your nails press into his hand on your hips. “you can take it, you’ve done it before.”
Your climax in sight and approaching quicker then you anticipated “Fuck, babe, i’m gonna cum,” you purposely squeezed around his cock, eliciting a moan from him that was louder than he usually let out.
Your body shifts as if trying to escape, your chest just barley on the mattress, fingers digging into the sheets under you and your face stuffed in the pillow and Johnny’s weight over your back as he fucks you right into your orgasm, your muscles fluttered around him and your toes curling as you cum around his cock.
He groaned low as his hand slides up from your hip to your throat, fingers pressing there but not choking. He pounded into you hard, once, twice, then again groaning when he spilled deep inside you, cock twitching, body circling over yours. He pauses, sitting up slightly and removing his hand from your throat to lightly massage the fat of ass as he looks down to where he’s buried deep in you, “ I could never make myself feel this good.”
Fatigue took over you, and you sank into the mattress when Johnny pulled out and laid beside you. “I hate that, I can’t hate you,” turning your face in the pillow to look at him as he grinned, laying on his side and running his hands over your back soothingly.
“So next time I have an emergency… I can wake you up, right?” You glare at him and he snickers falling back into the mattress satisfied and spent.
A/U: I always start strong then I feel like I deflate towards the end 🤔. Anyway all my work is raw and unedited, feel free to leave feedback or repost, but be kind and enjoy as always. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content! Love Lalaa 🤍
Taeyong says I love you first, when he's got you pressed against the shower wall. Your leg hiked over his shoulder and fingers tangled in his wet hair. The hot water and steam adding to the intimate warmth that radiated off your body. Taeyong's mouth covering you, and his fingers dipping into your core at the same time. Your trying to contain your moans for the sake of his of his roommates but the way Taeyong's tongue and fingers work you toward your orgasm, you don't think you can keep quiet any longer. When Taeyong drops your leg, stands up, and spins you around your breathless. Your chest is against the glass when he slides his cock into you, bottoming out in one full glide, you gasp at the overwhelming pleasure. His lips on your shoulder and his chest against your back, one hand on your hip and the other around your neck, locking you in place. Your both moaning and Taeyong's holding you tight as he thrust into you, so deep and hard your bodies jolting against the glass. The bathroom flooded of the noises of your actions, and it turned you both on even more knowing that everyone could not hear the way Taeyoung was fucking you in the shower. His breath on your ear as he tells you clear as day, " I love you." Your face heats up and just then your orgasm hits you harder then it ever has and your creaming his cock and when Taeyoung notices he's right behind you, one last thrust and he's spilling deep inside you with a satisfying moan. He's pressing kisses to your shoulder, his cock still snug inside you when you whisper, "I love you too, Taeyong."
A/N: This edit is a bit short so I might drop another work this week, but active navy Taeyong has me in the tightest chokehold. All my work is raw and unedited, make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content. Love, Lalaa 🥰
Jaehyun and those damn bedroom eyes. He’s needy after a long day of practice and you’ve been the only thing on his mind. Your on the couch watching your show, knees curled under you, blanket over your shoulders, and its getting late but your determined to finish this final episode. Jaehyun’s leaning against the door frame, “Can you come to bed now?” He just finished his shower, hair still wet and pulled back, shirtless and in grey sweats that hung dangerously low on his waist but even your husband couldn’t pull your gaze from the television. “Y/n?” And you hum, causing him to sigh. His arms crossing over his chest, as he adjusts to look at the flat screen, unpleased and slightly annoyed. Any other day, you’d be sprinting down the hall to the bedroom but the episode was almost over and you just had to know how it was going to end. The tension, had you at the edge of your seat, until the screen went dark and Jaehyun could not stifle his laugh.
Your mind goes blank, and you blink between the screen and your husband, “Babe,” you warn when he waves the remote in front of you. “You’re ignoring me…” the pout on his lips almost made you feel bad until he smirked, leaning in close, “ and I don’t like to be ignored.” Your brows pinched, and you huff, “No- I,” pointing towards the television. Jaehyun hums, and you sigh throwing your head back in defeat. “I’m sorry… but I have 30 minutes left and…and I’d really like to finish it,” your so cute, but Jaehyun’s made up his mind. Shoving the remote in his pocket, he backs up slowly inching closer and closer to the hallway. “Give me 30 minutes of your time instead, and I’ll make it way more exciting then your show,” he smiles, dimples flashing and pulling on your heart strings. The tingle that crept up between your thighs was more then enough for you to jump off the couch and beeline it to your bedroom.
An arm thrown over his head as he waited for you- naked and ready. His lips curved into a smile when your eyes landed on his hard cock, his hand coming down to lazily stroke himself and you actually drooled. “Sooo…” he snapped you out your daze, and you quickly pulled your clothes from your body, as if the room was 100 degrees.
Jaehyun welcomed you as you crawled up the bed and over him, but when your lips got close enough to kiss him, he pulled back. Knitting your brows, “What?” He sighs and tilts his head, eyes scanning you over, “I want an apology!” You suck your teeth, straddling him as you sit up and he adjust to rest his arms back behind his head again. “I already apologized Jaehyun, you just want me to beg.” You feel his cock twitch under you at that, “Would that be so terrible?” he sits up a bit resting on the pillows, he leans closer as he whispers, “You ignored me- you should be begging, I should punish you,” and you gulped never breaking eye contact even as his words ignited the spark in your core. “So punish me,” and the room goes silent, his jaw clenched, and you’re already on thin ice.
You shriek when the room spins, your back against the mattress and Jaehyun hovers over you, you don’t have time to think before he pushes into you with one smooth thrust. A satisfied moan leaving both of you and his fingers around your throat when he leans down to kiss you softly. A gentle reminder he loves you but he’s about to fuck you like he hates you.
His lips pulling away when he finally started to move, his hips slamming into yours and the bed hitting the wall in the process. Your confidence melts into whimpers, as he watches the way your face twist into pleasure “Fuck! Your so so wet, but you better not cum until I tell you, “ Jaehyun’s words made you frown but you we’re in no position to snap back.
A particularly hard thrust, pulled a sharp moan from you and you clung to him pathetically as he smirks down at you. He was a man on a mission and he was determined to ruin you until you begged for forgiveness. You closed your eyes when he buried his face against your neck, biting down your neck before wrapping his lips around your sensitive breast. “Jaehyun,” a needy moan left your lips as your hips lift to meet his thrust for thrust.
All you could feel was his cock plunging into you, and the sound of his skin colliding with yours bounced off your bedroom walls and his soft groans ghosting your lips when his forehead was on yours, caging you in underneath him.
Your lashes fluttered and you parted your legs more, loving the stretch of his cock as your walls sucked him in deeper. “ You drive me crazy, you know that?” You hum a response unable to process words at the moment, as you feel your orgasm approaching. Jaehyun pants “Your thighs are shaking so much.”
Completely broken and ready to cum, when you cave “I can’t- please- I can’t.” Your nails dragging down his arms, you clench around him, and he curses.
“Say it, “ he’s breathless, leaving your body to loom over you, dragging your hips into his lap and setting the pace of his thrust- HARD and DEEP. Your so focused on the pleasure, you can’t remember how this even started, and your husband can read you like a book. “Aww, don’t tell me I fucked you dumb.”
Your on the verge, his hand finds you throat again, just to anchor you as he drives into harder, your climax in sight, and that’s when you remember how it all started, “Sorry, I’m sorry,” you whispered eliciting a grin from your husband and he finally comes back down, his chest brushing yours, your legs wrapping around his waist and your arms over his shoulders, your voice choked and strained as you apologized over and over, begging to let you cum.
His hand slips from your throat, fisting the bed to keep from crushing you. Your face buried in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck crying, whining, moaning and your so desperate for him to fuck you harder, to make you cum. His hips snapping into you with a force strong enough to make your tits jiggle. “Cum for me, baby. I forgive you,” his lips pressed to your head, your so wet and tight around him, squeezing his cock.
Your whining his name when you finally reach your high, your lashing fluttering and your chest heaving as you came around him. Jaehyun’s hands on your waist, holding you in place, pushing his cock into you and fucking you through it. A shattered grunt leaves him, “y/n-fuck” his voice raw and fucked out as his release coated your walls.
You hummed when he kissed you, his breath slowing down as you drowsily milked him. When he pulled away, you giggled letting him collapse on your chest and your fingers stroking his hair as he closes his eyes, never pulling out just enjoying your warmth. “I think I should ignore you more often, babe” giggling again when Jaehyun playfully pinches at your side.
Laughing a little to himself. “Remotes on the nightstand, why don’t you go back and finish your show now? he mumbles against your skin, but you know he has no real intention of letting you go … or letting you ignore him again.
A/N: this is something I’ve worked on for awhile, and I got super lazy at the end but enjoy it, raw and unedited and just ugh & idk why i titled it Roses (by Jaehyun) i just kept singing it over and over lol. Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content. Love Lalaa 💕
You have no complaints, when Taeyong and Yuta pass you amongst each other. You stumbled into their room accidentally, trying to find the restroom during a game night your best friend invited you too. Only you’d never been to their dorms and you hardly knew the men, only having met them twice in passing. They helped you locate the bathroom and suggested you’d have way more fun than the game of charades downstairs. When they noted how oblivious you we’re to miss the subtle flirting and prolonged glances from the two men earlier in the night during truth or dare, you found it almost hilarious as they weren’t even on your radar just brushing it off as silly-friendly behavior. However you hadn’t thought about yourself possibly being on either of their radar but now your riding Taeyong’s cock like your made for it while Yuta watched, enjoying himself on the other bed. The night was taking an interesting turn when Taeyong passed you off to Yuta, who pinned you underneath him while he fucked you dumb. In truth, this was the most fun you’d had all night, even Taeyong and Yuta agreed so you weren’t surprised when they invited you to sneak away the following week during another game night.
Authors Note: Honestly I don’t know how to feel about this. This is my first post, and it’s making me nervous lol so im considering this a trial and error, let’s see what happens. Open to criticism, but don’t do to much- Be Kind! Make sure to explore my MASTERLIST for more content. Love Lalaa 💕
For the sake of my sanity and reputation, call me Neo Lalaa. I’m a new blogger, but im not new to writing smut. I’ve never posted my stories before so please be kind, all my stories are raw and unedited. I mainly write for NCT 127, and on occasion WayV, unfortunately I do not write for Dream or Wish.
I’m a full time dental assistant, student, and mother so I will try to post at least once a week as writing brings me relief, I apologize in advance! I’m still learning how to blog on tumblr software, so bear with me.
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