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Some Changes
Okay so I’m gonna change some stuff on here. Nothing like super big or anything, just some things that kind of bug me.
First, the format of my fics. Instead of short(ish) blurbs with a time stamp, I’m gonna put an actual title, idols name and some warnings/etc. (If necessary).
Second, I’m not gonna limit myself to smut. Tbh I am a horny motherfucker and desperate for that sweet validation so I tend to write more smutty fics - I fear the flop. But now I don’t really care?? I just wanna write smth with more substance and depth, I wanna write some long ass fics with like a million chapters and hey, they might even contain a smutty scene or two, who knows.
Anyway, that’s everything for now. I will still write some blurbs, especially at this present time but I just wanted to give everyone a heads up.🤙🤙
Uuuuuuuuuuu I’ll try and write something tomorrow night. I have so fkn much in my drafts but nothing’s finished sooooo I’ll try n get em done.
And if anyone wants to request smth then hmu.
(Idol+prompt??)
(01:22)
Kun’s hands roam your body as he kisses you slowly, not wanting to rush such a perfect moment. He had come home to the sight of you sprawled on the couch in a rather sinful position, a matching lingerie set hugging your body. And immediately, Kun called you beautiful, washing away your inhibitions.
His hands are still tracing over your skin, leaving a satisfying burning sensation that makes you moan. His right hand rests on your left knee and stays in place whilst his left lightly rubs your side. His right hand then begins moving up your thigh, gently nipping and squeezing at it as gasps leave your lips. His index fingers reach the waistband of your panties, barely reaching in and then letting it go, allowing it to snap against your skin. He hesitantly pulls away from your lips, slowly opening his eyes to look into yours as he waits for consent. You find it hard to speak as he makes you feel dizzy, from the way he’s lightly stroking your waist and, well, from just the way he’s looking at you. All you can muster is a breathy ‘yes’ as he slowly tugs your panties down.
The sight of you right now, flushed face and half-lidded eyes, parted lips and subtle pants, spread legs and a desperate clit, causes him to swallow thickly and take a deep breath. Kun dips his middle finger into you and grunts.
‘Fuck, you’re so wet. Have you been thinking about me all day?’ He asks as his finger alternates between rubbing your clit and dipping into you, spreading your slickness. ‘Mmmm yes. You were all I could think about. I missed you.’ You shoot him an innocent face and he bites his lip. ‘Really, babe?’ He raises an eyebrow. You nod, moaning when Kun finally focuses on your clit. He knew it drove you wild, it was your favourite place to be touched during sex. His favourite thing is to edge you, to build you up and have you whining like crazy, only to pull away at the best part. And then you’d have to beg.
‘K-Kun, please don’t tease me today. I’ve b-been good.’ You moan, feeling your high approaching. And when Kun doesn’t reply, you assume that he’ll let you come. He can’t help but smugly smirk at your reaction as his fingers drop down to your hole as he gently fingers you. ‘Noooooo, Kun. Not there, please...’ You plead and he appears to accept it (with an eye roll), his fingers returning to your clit. ‘Fine. Just this once.’ Again, you feel yourself getting closer to coming, your face and sounds also making this apparent.
‘You gonna come, hm? You gonna come all over my fingers like the little slut you are?’ Kun whispers harshly into your ear, sounding a little crueler than usual. It’s unexpected from him and you kind of like it. You nod feverishly, feeding his ears delicious whines. And then, you feel a wave of intense pleasure wash over you, causing you to grab Kun’s fore arms and harshly dig your nails into them. He draws out a low groan as you finally come down from your high and release his arms. You grab his hand and pull him towards the stairs.
‘Your turn.’
(21:51)
You and Taeyong are sat on his living room couch, nibbling at a popsicle he had offered you. The summer heat was wild, covering you in a thin layer of sweat, despite only being dressed in a vest top and shorts. Taeyong - sitting to your left on the couch - was busy fanning himself with an old newspaper, huffing and puffing at the heat. One particular huff catches your attention and you turn and look at him.
‘You okay?’ You ask, giving your popsicle kitten licks. He stops fanning himself and looks at you. ‘Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little hot.’ He replies, smirking slightly. You nod, turning your attention to your phone as you scroll through various social media apps. Taeyong’s eyes never leave your face, carefully watching you lick at the popsicle. You feel his intense gaze and decide to play a little game.
You wrap your mouth around the iced treat and suck on it, swirling your tongue along the top of it. You glance quickly at his face before closing your eyes, taking the popsicle out of your mouth. You widen your mouth and lay the treat flat on your tongue, pushing it up and down teasingly. Taeyong looks away from the sinful sight, a shaky breath escaping him.
‘What?’ You ask him, feigning innocence as you tilt your head. ‘N-nothing, it’s just too warm- what’re you talking about? I’m fine, jeez.’ His reply is quick and defensive. He’s nervous. You smirk. ‘What were you thinking about?’ You question in a sing song voice, licking the tip of your iced lolly. His eyes watch as you do so, his own tongue poking out to wet his dry, nervous lips. The both of you stare at each other, gazes dark and half lidded. A heavy sigh falls from his lips and you pull the lolly from your mouth and bring it to his, coaxing him to open his mouth and take it. His eyes don’t leave yours as he opens his mouth. You smirk as you watch him lick and suck at the tip.
‘Good boy.’ You praise, causing his eyes to flutter shut and a small moan to leave his throat. You catch your bottom lip between your teeth, the sight in front of you dampening your panties a little. ‘Here, hold this, baby boy.’ You say, as he takes it from you, still tasting it. You kneel in front of him and his eyes widen. You bring a hand to his clothed dick and lightly palm him. He moans quietly against the popsicle and you unzip his jeans, removing his erection and watching his head fall back. He whines as you begin stroking him slowly, bringing the lolly back to his lips. He moans against it, his face painted with desperation as you tease him. When you catch his eye, you kiss his tip, driving him wild.
‘Fuck, y/n... don’t tease...’ he groans, his head tilted back. And you listen, taking him fully into your mouth. It’s unexpected and he moans loudly and uncontrollably, quickly leaning forward and arching his back. You moan against him as you bob up and down on his delicious cock and pumping the remainder of what you can’t fit in your mouth. Taeyong’s so overwhelmed with pleasure that he almost discards the popsicle. And you stop, removing yourself from his dick.
‘Nooooooo... whyyyyyy...’ Taeyong whines childishly. You thumb over his slit, your spit delightfully lathering his tip and creating a slick and smooth texture. Some precum leaks out and you grab the lolly from his hand, placing the cold treat on his tip. He hisses as you rub circles with it, digging his nails into the couch’s thick leather. You bring the popsicle to his lips again and ask him to open. He obliges, grabbing the stick of the lolly and sucking.
‘Baby, I’ll let you come if you keep sucking that, okay?’ You ask, batting your eyelashes at him. He hums in response, his mouth too busy working on the frozen treat. You begin sucking him off, wanting to hear the sweet sounds that he makes because of you, and only you. He’s already panting hard, making the mistake of pulling away from the lolly, moaning until you stop. He gives a confused sound before you look up at him, unamused and he realises, quickly returning to loudly suckling on the tip. And you do the same to him, and he whines desperately. You fix your eyes to his face, watching his features twist as he feels his high approaching.
You speed up, as do his moans and breaths. You observe as his brows furrow and lips grow tight around the lolly, muffling his beautiful voice. And when he’s on the edge, he can’t help but pull away, bringing his arm over his face as he bucks up into your mouth. And that’s when he begins moaning and whining uncontrollably, sounding almost like sobs as he paints your mouth with his come. You groan at how sexy the way his voice sounds as he cries your name.
You stand up from your position and hover over him, opening your mouth and presenting the contents to him. He sighs deeply before wrapping his arms around, pulling you towards him before kissing you. His tongue delves straight into your mouth as he laps up his come that lays on your own tongue. You watch his mouth as he shows you his own coated tongue and swallows thickly. You smirk and lick your lips, moving back to sit in your seat. Your backside, however, is met with a rather sticky object. You lift it and realise.
‘Taeyong, you idiot! Now I need to wash these damn shorts again!’ You scold him, needing a change of shorts whilst Taeyong offers you a laugh. ‘You don’t need those shorts anyway, right now.’ He says, wiggling his eyebrows. You give him a fake laugh as you pick up the sticky popsicle and drop it onto his clean shirt. He gasps dramatically.
‘Uncool, bro.’
(20:34)
Prude. That’s what he called you. He called you boring, said he wouldn’t like you even if you were the last person on Earth. You hated him. He was loud, obnoxious and cocky. He was a huge flirt and slept around and you hated him. God, how you hated him.
The man in question was none other than Wong Yukhei, or Xuxi to his posse of goons. But you just called him Lucas. He didn’t mind being called that, he just hated you calling him that. The look on his face when you’d say it was gold, it fired up some kind of weird dominant flame within you. You loved it because he hated it. You loved it because you hated him.
In fact, you hated him so much that you were currently making out with him in the back seat of his shitty car, tongue meeting tongue. You were sat on his lap as you rubbed your hands up and down his arms, torso and occasionally his hair. His hands were also busy squeezing and nipping your thigh, the only thing separating his hands from your bare skin was a pair of thin black tights. You opened your eyes, lips still on his, and decided to conduct a little experiment. You rolled your hips down onto his, causing him to curse into your mouth and you smirked. You rolled your hips again and again until Lucas releases a moan so loud, so filthy, that you stop kissing him.
‘What am I doing?’ You ask yourself aloud. Why were you making out with someone you hate? And then you opened your eyes and saw him looking back at you. His eyes were half-lidded, a complete contrast to his usual wide, child-like eyes, and his lips were parted slightly allowing his warm pants to tickle your face. His hair is slightly dishevelled due to your hands wildly running through it earlier and you forget that you hate him, bringing your lips back down onto his. The kiss is rougher this time as you bite down on Lucas’ bottom lip. He pulls away and leans you against the car door and he just looks your body up and down, his bottom lip getting caught between his teeth as he grunts. When his eyes catch yours, a low growl builds up in his throat.
‘Shit, I wanna fuck you so bad right now.’ He whispers in your ear, his lips latching onto your neck. ‘Don’t fuck me “so bad” Lucas, I wanna come you know.’ You tell him, emphasising his name and smirking. He removes his lips from your neck and looks at you, looking the most serious you’ve ever seen him. Ever. You stop smiling and he brings his hands up to your thighs, gripping your tights and you simply furrow your brows at him in confusion. He then aggressively yanks the fabric, causing it to rip and tear. You gasp then look up at him, the smirk now painted on his face.
‘Hey, that’s not funny, Lucas!’ You yell, slapping his arm. ‘But you thought it was hot, right? Admit it, you hate me but you think I’m hot? Or do you hate me because I’m hot?’ He asks you, smirk never leaving his face. You roll your eyes, he was half right. Sure, you were mad that he ripped your tights but his action, his expression, his attitude in that moment did make you suddenly clench around nothing.
‘Just fuck me already, Lucas.’ You weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of being right, but you were pretty sure he knew anyway. After pushing up your skirt and removing your panties, you expected Lucas to enter you immediately but instead, he pushed a single digit inside of you while his thumb traced circles over your clit. This unexpected action had you throwing your head back and moaning.
‘Mmmm fuck, Yukhei-‘ you slapped your hand over your mouth at the name, eyes wide as they met Lucas’, whose were also in the same state. A smug smile crept onto his face and he laughed a little. ‘Say that again.’ He asked you, focusing his full attention on the way you say it while rubbing your clit consistently. And for some reason, you don’t refuse, you don’t tell him “no” or smugly call him Lucas. You instead say it again, you don’t just say it, you moan and whine it. You draw it out for a few seconds and repeat it like some dark incantation. You weirdly like it.
And he snaps, pulling his hand away from your pussy and undoing his belt. Once his pants and boxers have been removed, he wastes no time and thrusts into you, a squeak escaping your throat. He’s fast and rough and hard, it’s difficult to catch your breath and you begin to feel lightheaded. You probably would’ve passed out if it weren’t for the intense waves of pleasure that would suddenly hit you from time to time. It’s weird how much you’re loving this, how much you’re into the fact that this man, this man that you hate so much is fucking you harder and arguably better than anyone ever has. And maybe ever will. You teasingly clench around him and it drives him wild, his deep moans turning into rough grunts and aggressive growls. He’s loud and wild, animalistic, sounding like some feral creature. It’s insane and hot and drives you crazy.
‘Fuck, Yukhei. Don’t stop.’ You whine into his ear as the car bounces fanatically. Lucas brings a hand down to your middle and roughly rubs your clit, a shriek ripping through your throat. You can feel the pleasure building fast as your moans don’t stop.
‘You close, hm? You gonna come all over my hot dick, huh? Huh? Whore!’ He growls in your ear and it sends you over the edge. ‘Yukhei, Yukhei, Yukhei...’ you babble over and over, sparking Lucas’ own orgasm as he moans your name in your ear lowly. When you snap back to reality, you realise your ears are ringing and that your chest is heaving. Lucas is breathing heavily in your ear, grunting occasionally before looking at your face.
‘Fuck, you look so hot right now. Shit...’ he says as he smirks, proud of how he’s made you feel. All you can do is roll your eyes, you’re still too out of breath to speak. He looks down at your pussy, still filled to the brim with his dick and he slowly pulls out. He watches as his come drips out of you, pooling on the car seat and staining it a little. He inhales sharply.
‘Fuuuuuuuuuck, that’s so sexy.’ You look down to see the mess you created and wince. ‘The fuck is wrong with you?’ You say before laughing a little. He gives you a look and you just look him dead in the eye and say “Lucas”.
After both of you fumble into your clothes, you both slip into the front of the car where Lucas offers to drive you home.
‘Yeah sure, that’d be great. But first, you owe me a new pair of tights.’
(23:08)
‘I’m so hard right now’ Lucas moans over the phone as he grazes a hand over his clothed dick.
‘Lucas!’ You yell, smiling. ‘I didn’t need to know that.’
‘But you wanted to. I wish you were here right now so I could press you up against the wall and fuck you into next year. God.’ His moans are accompanied by the sweet sound of slapping skin as he pumps himself. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, the image giving you goosebumps. You begin to lightly trace up and down your clothed pussy and your breath hitches when your finger ever so slightly touches your clit.
When Lucas picks up the pace, you practically rip your pyjama bottoms and panties off, and desperately try to get off at the same time as him. You purposely moan loudly into your phone, attempting to get a reaction out of him.
‘Fuck, that’s so hot.’ He grunts in response, hurtling closer and closer to his grand finale. ‘I can’t believe you’re actually touching your- mmm... touching yourself to the thought of me- ah... over the p-phone. It’s so hot. It’s so fucking hot.’ His cocky tone has you whimpering and desperate to come. You love it but you won’t tell him that.
‘S-shut up, Lu- ah... mmmmmm...’ You keep your mouth shut, if you don’t you’ll probably scream. ‘Are you close, b-baby? Hm? You wanna come, hm?’ You only hum and nod in response, the pleasure numbing your tongue.
‘Mmm, fuck, fuck. Then do it. Fucking come, bitch.’ And you do, loudly. You moan, you whine, you whimper but mostly, you scream his name. He’s barking yours, growling and moaning, his deep voice making your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your breathing is laboured as you bask in the afterglow, listening to Lucas’ breaths over the phone.
‘A-are you still there?’ He asks, sounding almost nervous as if he wasn’t just jacking off and calling you a bitch over the phone a few seconds ago. ‘Yeah. Yeah...’ You mentally face palm at how high and gaspy your voice sounds.
‘Good, good. We should totally do this again some time. Never ever heard you scream like that, fuck. You should do that in the bedroom next time.’ He says, chuckling slightly.
‘Yeah, I suppose I got kinda carried away. You know, like you... “bitch”...’ You reply and he snickers slightly. ‘Yeah sorry. I got carried away too. But like, I didn’t mean it in a bad way, it was like sexy bitch, you know?’ He explains, trying to save himself.
‘Whatever, idiot.’
(23:28)
You sit on your bed, cradling a book in your hand as you carefully take in its contents. You and your boyfriend Jungwoo - who was currently lying on your bed staring at the ceiling - both had a music test coming up soon and you were determined to excel at this one. You’d been studying for weeks and almost the whole day and Jungwoo was fed up. He sat up quickly and grabbed the book from your hands.
‘Hey, I was reading that!’ You yell, furrowing your brows at him. He rolls his eyes and huffs, crossing his arms. After a few seconds you mimic his position and mock his childish actions.
‘Yeah, you’ve been studying all day. You need a break or your head will explode. I studied for a week straight I swear I think my head got bigger. I’m pretty certain I know everything for this test.’ Oh really?
‘Then why don’t you study with me? We can quiz each other and-‘
‘NO.’ He says sternly, speaking over you. His face is so serious yet you can’t help but smile and you laugh quietly.
‘Fine, you big baby. What would you rather do?’ You ask and he smirks, thinking he’s won. Fool.
‘I don’t know, something fun.’ You take a minute and think. Something fun, hm? When you look back at Jungwoo, he’s looking up in thought and something comes to your mind. You scooch closer to him and press a light peck to his lips. He freezes up, staring at you with wide eyes as if it’s your first kiss. Confused at his reaction, you kiss him again except this time you slowly clamber onto his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. Jungwoo finally reacts and reciprocates the kiss, his hands hesitantly going to rest on either side of your waist. The kiss is slow but it holds so much passion and you run your tongue over his bottom lip. When he grants your tongue access, you push your hips down onto his and he moans into your mouth. You continue this motion as you slowly push him down onto the bed.
‘Do you want to?’ You ask after pulling away, moving to his neck and peppering it with small kisses.
‘Mmmm yes...’ he replies, struggling to speak. Your hands unbutton his pants and you move off of him, pulling his pants and boxers down and eventually off him completely. You remove your own jeans and panties and straddle him once again. You don’t immediately take him inside you but you instead wrap your hand around him, pumping him as he throws his head back and moans.
‘Now Woo, we’re going to play a game. I’m going to ask you questions about this test we’ve got soon, you know, since you won’t let me study and shit. And you’re going to answer correctly or you don’t get to come. Got it?’ You whisper lowly, pumping his cock faster as his whines increase in volume. Jungwoo can only reply with a moan and a nod as excitement builds up inside him.
You let go of his dick and position your desperate pussy above it, slowly sliding down till he bottoms out and you have to take a second to breathe. You begin to move and try your best to think up questions.
‘Okay. First question. Which cadence goes from chord IV to chord I?’ You ask him, desperately trying to hold back your moans. He closes his eyes and swallows thickly. He couldn’t think, his mind completely flooded with pleasure.
‘Mmmmmm... aaaa- Ahhh... p-plagal...?’ He replies quietly. He doesn’t seem sure and he’s terrified at what you’ll do if he’s wrong. Instead you look down at him and smile, clenching around him and the moan that escapes him is so dirty, so sinful, you feel an odd possessive flame burn inside you.
‘Yes, good. Well done.’ You throw your head back and shut your eyes. You need a harder question, you want him to struggle and writhe beneath you. He can’t win.
‘Mmmm okay. Next question. What is the- shit... what is the t-term given to the rapid wavering e-effect commonly heard on str- ah string instruments?’ The heat building in your abdomen and pleasure clouding your mind is making it extremely difficult for you to think up questions, and now you’re starting to doubt if you know the correct answer. Jungwoo’s moans don’t let up and you can tell he’s thinking hard.
‘H-harmonics...? Ah- I don’t know.’ He sobs, expecting you to stop, but you don’t. Instead you speed up.
‘I’ll give y-you another chance, c-come on. You know this.’ You can feel him twitch inside you and that’s when you stop. He whines but doesn’t respond.
‘Answer!’ You bark, placing a hand on his throat, threatening to squeeze.
‘T-tremolando...’ he finally answers correctly and you continue moving.
‘L-last question. Which key has a blank key signature-‘
‘C major. Can I come now, please- aaaaaahhhhh...’ you squeeze his throat as he tries to moan.
‘Don’t interrupt me. I wasn’t finished. Fuck. Which key has a blank key signature but features G# accidentals in the music?’ You release his throat and wait for his answer. He’s so close, so close but you refuse to give him his release.
‘Aahhhhhhh y/n, I don’t know. I don’t know. I can’t think. Please please let me come. I’ll study with you, please...’ his whines and sobs are so desperate, you almost give in and let him come. Almost.
‘Come on, it’s easy. Answer this and you can come.’ You whisper in his ear, licking the shell and biting down hard. His moans are so loud now you swear you’ll be confronting a mob of unhappy neighbours soon.
‘Ahhhh- mmmmm... A-A minor...?’ And at that, you throw your head back wildly as your orgasm hits you like a truck.
‘Yes, yes. Woo, that’s right. Fuck, fuck. You can come, good boy.’ He comes hard and releases into you, his moans and whines bordering on screams.
The rooms so quiet, the only sound being both of your heavy breaths. You move off of him and he turns to you.
‘So... since I got them right, does that mean you’ll stop studying?’ He asks, flashing an innocent smile.
‘Um, you got the last one wrong and interrupted me. I’m not sure, maybe I’ll just ignore you and continue studying...’ you say, touching your chin as if in thought.
‘Noooo don’t...’ he whines and pouts.
‘But since I love you and you’re really cute, I’ll take a few days off.’
baby, you’re dangerous. when you look at me like that, i can’t hold it anymore. i want to leave tonight so that this will never be erased from our memories. — i love you (2018)
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