synopsis : after a long day out with your boyfriend, you get fucked, hard. âą seungmin x fem reader , g. smut mdni . đş wc. 1k â cw. unprotected sex, oral sex (f received), established relationship. đş intended lowercase & slightly proofread .
you and seungmin have been out all day & you couldnât even count the amount of times you both wanted to pounce on each other. there were moments where there was pda but nothing beyond light touching and secretly making out in dressing rooms. what you both needed right now was alone time. he rushed you both home and before you knew it he was on you; needy and desperate.
âfuckâ he whispers in ur ear, âive been waiting for this. you looked so beautiful today baby.â he said in awe.
the way he looked at you it felt like you could stay like this forever. you whimpered as he deepened the kiss, feeling up on your body, starting with ur breasts. he gently rubs your nipples, pinching them with an uncertain pattern through ur shirt. the barrier bothered him so he took matters into his own hands and took ur shirt off himself. he pulls away from the kiss to take ur nipple whole in his mouth, swirling his tongue around making sure nothing is left untouched. you moan from the sensation. âs-stop teasing me.â he chuckles in response to that. âdonât worry i got you.â he puts you down softly on the bed and got on his knees right in front of you.
âlet me take care of you baby.â he says grinning. he swiftly pulls ur shorts down as heâs slowly growing more impatient. he starts with little kisses from ur lower thigh, gradually getting higher, licking your pussy through ur panties. the wet patch only got more wet with his tongue. âmm i need more min..â you whimpered out while you grabbed a handful of his hair to bring him in closer.
he could barely breathe but he didnât care. he took this chance to peel ur panties off, now leaving u completely bare.
âur dripping baby is it because of me?â he teased in a condescending tone, dipping his fingers passed ur folds. he pressed his nose against ur clit and put his mouth to work. his tongue flattened against ur delicate pussy, letting his whole face be buried in you. âseungmin, fuck..â you breathed out. âyouâve got such a pretty pussy you know that?â he says, hands gripping onto ur thighs to spread which sends shivers though ur spine. for some reason his rhetorical question only keep enticing you.
you can tell how needy heâs becoming as he grinds his neglected cock against your foot, getting more and more sensitive while itâs throbbing, even twitching. he continues to eat you out with his tongue, using two fingers occasionally to fuck into you. ur clit is getting puffier by the minute. seungmin knew this was a sign you were getting close so he started to pick up his pace. he pulls away briefly to rub his fingers against ur folds, applying friction to hurry your release.
âlet go for me babe, you can let go, i got youâ he groans softly in ur ear.
âfuck..â you were so worn out you started moaning his name in desperation. you could feel how close you were getting and before you knew it, you came all over his lips and fingers, shaking and whimpering compliments he couldnât hear. he groaned taking in all ur juices like he was starved man. youâre slumped back on the bed sheets, trying to catch your breath and he lifts his head exposing his wet face with a smirk.
âlet me ride you.â you barely let out, still trying to recover from ur high. he gets up from where he was last kneeling at and climbed on the bed sitting near you, obeying without hesitation. you quickly started to unbuckle his pants first, then remove his boxers and his shirt. âyou seem eager baby. whats the rush?â he says, clearly teasing you. if it wasnât for the wait earlier than maybe, just maybe you wouldâve taken your time. after all his cock looked like it was begging for attention all day from how hard it looks.
instead you ignored him and climbed onto his lap, lining up with his cock carefully. there was a slight stretch but besides that you felt full. slowly you start moving ur body up and down to build up momentum, boobs moving along with you. you can hear him curse under his breath, hinting he could be losing it. his hands find his way on your hips and starts forcing you to speed up.
âfuckfuck, w-wait.â you moaned, taken aback by his strength, legs now wrapped around his waist. its not like he wasnât strong but now? why was he using it now?you try to catch up as he slamming you down on his cock, head over his shoulder panting loudly. âugh.. fuckkk minn.â you whined in his ear. the smacking sound of skin echoed across the room, sounding like a celebration rather than hot sex. he lifts ur chin up so you hold eye contact with him as heâs fucking you relentlessly. without a warning he crashes lips with you once more, inserting his tongue just to mess with you. your stomach was tightening and you could feel the orgasm building up again. you pull back to warn him, âi-im closeâ you say barely above a whisper but he heard you. âme too baby, me too.â he replies. it only takes a few more thrusts from him to make you cum again. he continues at slower pace to chase own his release and is careful so you donât get overstimulated. not shortly he pulls out after cumming and he falls back on the mattress, sighing from exhaustion. it doesnât take long till youâre right on top of him.
you will be the first to break the silence saying, âyou went really rough tonight.â through hazed eyes.
âi know you liked it though.â he says without a doubt. you chuckled as he glides his fingers through your hair, whispering sweet nothings as you both doze off.
an : i was hornier chat i need to get laid đŤ°đŤ° where MY seungmin ??
to say you missed felix is an understatement. u practically longed just to see him again and with this invitation this is ur chance.
felix texted you 10 minutes ago, sending you the address & the time to be there. you had exactly 30 minutes to get ready and inform ur friends. you quickly skimmed ur closet, looking for the most sexiest but appropriate outfit to impress him. but it was hard.. what would he like? would he like a long or short dress? or even just a simple top and bottom? with the little time you had u quickly picked the first dress that caught ur eye. it was ruby with diamonds along the sides. it was perfect and you were sure of it.
it took you only a few minutes before arriving, the street lights brightening up the skies. when u entered you were greeted by ur best friend haewon.
âoh y/n ur so prettyâ she says pulling into a hug. âu look just as cuteâ you said tightening the hug.
the place was bigger than you expected, aisles of chairs and people talking about nonsense. along the way, haewon leads you to where the rest of the group is.
you noticed an unrecognizable face other than seungmin and han but felix was no where to be seen.
âhey y/n, iâm sure you already know meâ seungmin smirked, âi do actually but um whoâs the other guy?â jeongin was attention was elsewhere, focusing on his surroundings till he realized you were talking about him.
âoh hi, sorry my name is jeongin, ive heard a bit about you from felixâ he said while shaking hands. âitâs nice to meet you all, this is my first time getting to know anything about you guys soo..â you nervously blurt out. âdo any of you know where felix is?â
the whole reason why ur here is because of him but you havenât seen him since youâve been here. if anything ur slightly upset because if he doesnât show up, you wasted your prettiest look on nothing.
âi just saw him, heâs probably by the bathroom though.â said han. you politely excused yourself to let both groups chat while you go searching for him.
due to the sheer size of the place, it wouldnât be easy to find him. you sent him a message moments ago saying, y/n: hey felix, iâm here & i havenât seen u lmk where ur at ! but to ur surprise, you were left on delivered. at this point thoughts were rushing through your mind. it was split between him not seeing the text by coincidence or he bailed on you.
as you continued to look for him you noticed something from the corner of your eyeâfelix. you froze. sure it was felix but he wasnât alone, he was with another girl who had seemed to be too comfortable with him.
ur heart raced. of course you guys werenât together and barely even friends at that so thereâs no reason why you should be freaking out but it still hurt. seeing felix being close with her, it looks like they could easily be mistaken as a couple. while you were debating with urself in ur head, you both make eye contact and he smiles. he begins to wave you over so casually like ur world wasnât crumbling. and before you know it you went the other direction, ignoring felixâs now disappointed face.
the last you wanted to see now was him. what confused you the most in this all is why you felt betrayed. it wasnât like you owned him anyways. you make ur way back to the group, clearly sad and the first person to say something was changbin.
ây/n are you alright?â he asked. you could only nod, hoping to drown this feeling away with drinks. you ordered urself 2 shots and changbin whispers, âwhatever it is please donât be hard on yourself.â
the words he said played in ur head as you continued to down the drinks. strangers are now staring but you donât care. it seems like everyone but you is having a good night.
through hazed eyes you decide to take another detour. ur drunk out of your mind and completely lost. all your friends appear to have wandered off. it doesnât take long till you bump into things. you stumble and land onto what feels like broad shoulders. you profusely apologized, looking up to see who it couldâve been and the long blonde hair caught your attention.
ây/n? omg you look awfulâ he says dolefully, âno i mean you look great but you look sick.. are you okay?â
you quickly pushed yourself off his chest, feeling all red in the face. âi-its fine, thanks.â you babbled and tried to hurry off but he catches a grip of your arm.
âwhere were you all night?â he asked with a genuine look of worry.
âi could say the same for you too, you were with your little girlfriend and donât like i didnât notice, you were being so shameless about it. itâs likeââ
âiâm sorry what? my girlfriend? y/n i donât know what ur talking about.â
âoh wow okay so thatâs what weâre doing. no itâs okay you can pretend like she doesnât exist i finally get why you acted like this.â in the heat of the moment you walked right past him. you were done with his mind games and you saw what minji was talking about. but it wasnât till you passed out drunk. maybe drinking less wouldnât have gotten you here.
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AUTHORâS NOTE : sprinkling in some angst donât mind if i do đ¤ the next ch will prob be written + text
as you arrive to the party, it was at an unfamiliar house but the vibes are clear off the bat. lights flashing everywhere, music blasting, people drinking and most importantly everyones having fun. itâs been a while since youâve done anything remotely close to this. you first make your towards the drinks, leaving your friends behind. you take ur first shot to start things slow but as you move around to get a feel of the place, you spot someone u recognize. felix.
you notice the back of head. his hair, long & blonde, hard to miss. it doesnât take long for him to turn around and ur eyes meet. you both paused but heâd be the first to step closer. u quickly move back seeing his arm reach out.
âfelix..? what are you doing here?â you stumbled out. âthis is my friendâs party, i didnât know youâd be here.â he says with a pure expression across his face. ur eyes dart at his then searching around the room. was this really happening? was felix even really a student here at your university? ây/n i want to apologize for what i did. i know itâs weird to do here but hear me out. iâd like to talk to u alone.â as much as you wanted to not listen to him, ur legs already betrayed you by following his lead. while you were in your own world, you didnât see minji catching you both sneak out.
you guys finally approach an empty room and he seats you down first before sitting himself. âokay, so to explain the whole situation.. iâm really sorry i cancelled ur order. i promise i wasnât trying to ignore u or anythingâit was just my paranoia. and y/n i do understand if you canât forgive meââ
âitâs okayâ you said, interrupting him. deep down you wanted felix to be a good guy and luckily you werenât let down, his apology seemed sincere. âi forgive you felix, ur reasoning sounds good enough.â you chuckled. he nervously laughed as well, covering his mouth as if he wanted to hide his smile. âbut really, i want to make it up to you, what do u think about coffee?â
ur face burns red due to his question. the last thing you were expecting tonight was an invitation from felix himself. it takes u a while to respond till you make up an excuse saying, âoh theres no need..â â âbut i insistâ he counters and with that you decide to give in. you thought to yourself whatâs the worst that could happen?
âis it okay if i get ur number?â he states, reaching in his pocket and hands you his phone. you reluctantly nod, typing in ur phone number. while u were distracted u didnât see him frantically tapping his foot against the wood tile floors. he was nervous but held his composure.
when you were done you guys exchanged smiles and made your way out to join ur friends but not without felix yelling âiâll text you tomorrow morning!â across the room which left you giggling.
during the party
the next morningâŚ
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AUTHORâS NOTE : kinda spoiled yall w this chapter đ
ur a broke college student just barely scraping by. doordash ultimately becomes ur best friend in this but surprisingly ur dasher is gorgeous. you think itâs just a one time thing til fate does itâs thingâyou end up seeing him on campus. who knew u would crave food & ur delivery driver.
PAIRING: doordasher!felix x collegestudent f!reader áśťz
GENRE: college/uni au, fluff, humor, jealousy, strangers to lovers á˘đŠ
WARNINGS: other idols, profanity, sex jokes, felix is oblivious, crack jokes, kms/kys jokes, most are chronically online, setting is MIT, drinking.
FTS: skz maknae line + changbin, haewon of nmixx, & minji of nwjs
STATUS: ON-GOING !
TAGLIST: TAGLIST: @ysljoon @porangporangxlinosxx @17ha @kpopgirliez @shinwonderful + open (pls send asks, dms, or reply to join !)
note: hehe i loved it loll. its kinda short, but i think its good... i hope ya like it :3
It all started completely normal, just the two of you lying in bed watching some series on tv, him with his head lying between your legs, simply enjoying the warmth and softness of your thighs between his head, everything normal, comfortable even, until out of nowhere, like a girl ovulating Han began to grow a need... a dirty need to be between your legs, but not lying down, but with his face buried in your pussy, maybe that need arose from nowhere, from a memory, from a fantasy or from a scene from the series, you don't know exactly because the truth is you weren't even paying that much attention to him or the serie, you preferred to keep yourself entertained with your phone and play with his soft, wavy hair that occasionally tickled the inside of your thighs and part of your lower abdomen.
"babe" he said as he turned around to be lying on his stomach.
You looked at him curiously at the sudden act
"i want to eat you out" he said seriously but with an easily identifiable desire in his eyes.
"what?" you said trying to hold your smile.
"let me eat you out" he repeated without a hint of shame while you felt that familiar twist in your stomach, which more specifically was beginning to have some repercussions in your lower area.
"Hannie, baby... You're so annoying..."
was the first thing that came out of your mouth at the same time that you settled yourself to sit up straight, away from the danger of having his face so close to your most intimate parts, obviously trying to annoy him, although deep down that shameless and ultra horny attitude of his ignited something in you.
"And hungry." He patted your legs and grabbed them, giving you a little tug to get you closer again. "Bon appĂŠtit, baby. I'm ready."
You laughed and settled back down, maintaining eye contact and trying to act sexy, just to mess with him. Just to make him shut up. Just to watch his cocky grin flicker.
But the second your core got closer enough to his face, Han changed.
His hands came up and gripped your thighs hard, nails digging in, and he looked up at you with wide, reverent eyes like he'd just seen God.
âHoly shit.â
His voice dropped, hoarse with awe.
âYou're not joking. You're actually gonna let me?â
Before you could tease him, before you could say you were just playing aroundâ he closed the distance between his mouth and your pussy.
Mouth open.
Tongue out.
Eyes fluttering shut like it was a holy experience.
At first, you yelpedâbecause Jesus Christ, you werenât ready for that.
He moaned as your thighs settled around his head, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated right against your core. His tongue wasted no time, everywhere at onceâsliding up your slit, dipping inside, curling messily around your clit like he was starving.
âFuckâJisungâ!â
He groaned again. Arms wrapped around your thighs tighter. Hips shifting beneath you humping the bed. You felt his legs liftâhis feet kicking up into the airâand when you glanced down, you nearly laughed.
There he was.
Shoes on.
Legs bent, feet in the air like a damn cartoon character, munching like his life depended on it.
âOh my god,â you laughed breathlessly, hips twitching. âYouâre so fucking stupâ"
You didn't even have the chance to finish that little word when an unexpected moan escaped your lips.
He hummed in response. Hummed. On purpose. His whole head shook side to side like he was trying to devour you from every angle, and the vibration of his moan shot straight through your spine.
âShâfuckinâ good,â he slurred into you. âTastes so fuckinâ good, baby, IâmâIâm losing itââ
With one hand you tightly gripped one of your stuffed animals that was left to the side trying to have some kind of grip with the ground, while the other gripped the back of his hair pulling him impossible closer as your thighs trembled against his head. His tongue flicked wildly over your clit, messy and fast, his nose pressing tight against you, and every time you squirmed or gasped or tried to lift off his face, he moaned louder and yanked you back down.
âNuh-uh.â
His voice was wrecked, drunk with it.
âDonât run. you stay.â
You looked down and saw him againâcompletely pussy drunk. Lips soaked, cheeks flushed, eyes barely open as he blinked up at you like you were the sun and the moon, eating you like you were his breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
His feet were still up. Kicking absently.
His tongue was still workingâso fast, so messy.
And you laughed again, delirious.
âJisung, you look so pathetic right now.â
He whined into you, pulling back for just a second to breathe, face glistening with slick.
âWhy would you say that?â
His voice cracked.
âThatâs so hot.â
You tried to speak again, but he dove right back in. This time slower. Sloppier. Savoring you.
He moved his head in lazy circles, tongue swirling around your clit in drawn-out, wet spirals. The kind that made your toes curl and your thighs shake. You felt him mumble something againâsomething incoherentâand his fingers squeezed your thighs like he was holding in a full-body shiver.
âFuckinâ heaven, baby,â he muttered. âLike candy, no, liâlike melted sugarâfuckâI could live here. Just move in. Put up curtains and shitââ
You choked on a laugh.
âYouâre seriouslyâtalking right now?â
He moaned, shameless.
âCanât help it. Tastes too fuckinâ good..."
Brainâs gone. All gone. Itâs just pussy now. Pussy thoughts only.
You rolled your hips into his face out of pure instinct, and the second you did, his whole body jerked. He let out a sharp cry against you, sucking your clit into his mouth and holding it there with such desperate greed that you almost blacked out.
That was when you realizedâhe wasnât teasing anymore.
He was gone. Eyes rolled back, tongue twitching, head tilting side to side, up and down in slow, pussy-worshipping movements while his feet kicked rhythmically in the air.
You reached down to touch his cheek and he shuddered violently, grinding his mouth against you like he was getting off on it.
âYouâre gonna make me cum just from this,â you gasped.
His whole body stiffened under youâand then he moaned so loudly it echoed through the room. You felt the deep guttural sound shake through your clit, and your orgasm slammed into you so hard your thighs clamped around his head.
He kept going.
He didnât even flinch.
He just held you there, face buried, tongue licking you through every pulse and aftershock like he was drinking the orgasm straight from the source.
When you finally get off him, your legs barely working, Han was a wreck.
His face was red. Mouth shiny and swollen. Hair a disaster. Hoodie drenched at the collar. And he was smiling like heâd just seen heaven and was still tasting it.
He blinked up at you dreamily, chest rising and falling with uneven breaths.
â...That was so good I think I blacked out.â
You laughed, collapsing on the bed.
He rolled over and immediately nuzzled into your side, face still damp, arms wrapping around your waist like a koala.
âwe should do this more often.â
You snorted. âYouâre insane.â
He grinned, sleepy and wrecked.
âInsane for you, baby.â
And then, as if it were the most casual thing in the worldâ
i defo think some are more subby than others, so i included that and wrote it to how i actually think they'd be.. enjoy!!
â . Ë⥠࣪ bang chan â .
doesn't like to sub a lotâonly when you insist on taking care of him when he's stressed (which is often)
when you're on top, he's fairly vocal, making sure you know how good you're doing
"oh yeah, baby, just like that..." he'd groan low
he grips your hips tight, just to hold onto you in some way since you don't let him do any of the work during it
he likes when you run your hands over his abs and muscles, because he just loves showing off to you even if he's embarrassed when you do ever compliment him
praise him and he's just a shy mess, trying so hard to reject the compliments and praise but liking it too much to deny it
this man loves being touched all over. he just loves your hands in his hair, on his chest, holding his hands, on his neck.. literally anywhere
it's hot to him how you take control even though he's so strong and could easily take over, but at the same time he knows he couldn't because of how weak you get him
when he cums, it's long and drawn out, just like the groan he lets out, head falling back as you fuck him through it until he's overstimmed as fuckâborderline whining
since he refuses to not give you something in return for taking such good care of him, he has you sit on his face afterwards
holding you down onto his face, letting you grind down, basically riding his tongue as his nose nudges your clit in the best way possible
laps up all of your orgasm, hands moving from holding your thighs to grasp at your breasts with his big, veiny, yet gentle hands
aftercare with him includes lying in bed for an hour, spent, rubbing your back and telling you how fucking good you were
"i might have to let you get on top more if it means feeling that good, babe."
â . Ë⥠࣪ lee minho â .
with him, all you have to do is ask to be on top and he'll shrug and roll onto his back for youâwhatever his girlfriend wants, she gets. that's his mindset, because why shouldn't she?
minho isn't loud, but you'll know how he feels when you pay closer attention and hear his heavy breathing
"ohh... fuck, jagi." he breathes out under his breath as he switches between holding your waist and your breasts in either hand
he loves not having to do any of the work
"you like being on top of me, yeah?"
minho also likes grabbing your ass while you ride him, just to hold onto
when you slow down, he doesn't try and take over. he just rubs your clit for you and let's you make the decisions
he totally feeds into you wanting to dom him, because he likes seeing you happy
"babe, you're making me feel so good."
"jagi, fuck, harder... don't stop."
he will tease you about if you want him to take over though
"you sure you can do it? i can always take over, jagi." he jokes when you slow down
when you ride him til he cums, he audibly groans, trying to grind his hips up into you harder, weakly
overall? minho let's you do whatever you want when you're on top, because he knows it makes you happy to have control and see him get a little vulnerable for you
â . Ë⥠࣪ seo changbin â .
very open to the idea and he's the one asking you to handle him at times, because the ideas just that amusing to him. a total turn on
when you get on top of him, he's in awe, a total romantic. but that's not shocking
"you're so pretty, baby, i just wanna kiss you all over"
when you have to remind him that you're in control, his smile gets a little wider and he complies easily
he swears that when you sit down on his cock for the first time he nearly came right then and thereâfuck, he was whipped
"ohhhâjust like that, yeah, you take me so well." he'd groan before you have to remind him you're the one whose supposed to be in charge
when you praise him, he keens, loving when you say he's doing good or that he's so big
oh he loves being told you think he's big. his muscles, his shoulders, his cock, all of it. that gets him subby out of his mind when your on top, being told that
"fuck, baby, you're so big." you'd say while riding him, watching him immediately moan and relax into the bed
when he comes, he's the kind to let out a mix of a moan and a groan, looking up at you
he likes a little overstimulation, and when you don't stop once he's already cum, he whines
you have to kind of bring him down from it, kissing him all over, reminding him of how much you love him. he's the sweetest, mushiest person ever after sex
â . Ë⥠࣪ hwang hyunjin â .
i think hyunjin would be a total switch... one day, he wants to fuck you hard, the next, he wants you to fuck him hard
well, not actually. not that he's opposed to ever... bottoming. but that's for another day.
i think he'd even be the one to come to you with the idea of subbing for you
"can you be on top tonight, pretty? i want you to take over." he'd hum while kissing you.
he gets hard when you take controlâwhen you palm him over his pants and call him a good boy, he moans
on the topic, he's vocal. i can totally picture him with his head thrown back, moaning without any shame
"ohhh..." he moans when you ease down, hands above his head. he lets you hold them in place while riding him, and he loves it.
hyunjin becomes even more of a subby sap when you're riding him, mumbling about how pretty you are and how much he loves you as he tries to hold off on cumming so soon
"jagiâjagiya..." he moans out, back arching into the prettiest sight you've ever laid eyes on
he doesn't make any effort to take control. not that he could like this, when he's so weak and his knees buckled the second you agreed to this
he'd like cuffs or being confined, too. being tied up. maybe in a pretty ribbon, for the aesthetics of it. but it doesn't hold him down as much as he likes. he likes feeling it.
when he comes, it hits him hard. he's a wreck. moaning, squirming, all teary eyed from how overwhelmingly good you were.
like chan, he'd have you ride his face after, letting you tug on his hair to guide him. he's borderline moaning into your pussy when you finally cum.
â . Ë⥠࣪ han jisung â .
han.. yeah, you don't have to convince him
"you wanna be on top? really? yeah, yeah, jagi, c'mon, get up there." he's quick to agree
when you're grinding down in his lap, he audibly gasps, running a hand through his hair as he looks up at you, watching
he's not quiet, that's for sure. maybe some moaning, but he tries to keep it down. tries.
han whines, if anything.
noona slips out of his mouth a few times.. he can't help it when you're bossing him around
if you ask him to do something, he'll do it
ask him to go down on you? your hands are in his hair a minute later, his face buried in your pussy to really taste you.
call him a good boy and watch his eyes go wide.
"w-what'd you say?" he'd ask, flustering when you repeat it shamelessly as he goes back to eating you out like his face wasn't all red.
you sit down on his cock and his hands shoot up to hold your waist, only more worked up when you push them down and hold each of his wrists down on either side of his head
han's afraid of being too loud but the longer you go, the more he'll forget about it
"i'm... fuck, jagiâ" he shakily murmurs, close, feeling you slow down before the cries out.
but when you speed back up unexpectedly he cums almost immediately.
"noonaâfuck! fuck, i'm cumming, i'm cumming, jagi..." he cries out, shame gone, but sounding even hotter because of it
...then it comes back once he realizes how loud he was and asks if he was too loud, overthinking it like crazy
his definition of taking care of you after is lying down with you, rubbing your clit lazily as you tell him what to do because of how fucked out he is. he can't think straight
"do you like it? tell me where to touch you..." han asks, "tell me where and what you want."
it may sound like a demand, but he's basically begging you to guide him through it.
he's quick to make you cum, licking his fingers
he'll hold you after your orgasm(s), the cuddlebug he is, face buried in your neck and definitely way more fucked out than you
â . Ë⥠࣪ lee felix â .
him subbing is such a normal experience for the two of you. he'll do it every other time you two have sex. that's how subby he naturally is
"fuck," he lowly whines when you sit on his lap, right on his bulge, and press down
he begs if he's desperate enough.. which he is
"babyâ..." his voice falls short and he just moans when you basically ride him through his sweats
he kind of just lets you do anything to him, since he gets turned on by anything you do
all you need to give him is a certain look and he knows what to do, like getting undressed
have i mentioned he subs a lot?
felix is in awe when you take him in, fully flush in his lap, and he watches when you start moving against him as he moans out
he doesn't know what to do with his hands, so he's kind of everywhereâon your hips, waist, thighs, in the bedsheets, above his head...
until you tell him to keep them above his head, no touching, and he's eager to please
he tangles his hands in the pillow, eyes closing tight until you make him look up at you
"oh, mh, hi.. hi baby.. fuck, 'm i doing good?"
"so tight.. mhm, your pussy, 's.. so good.."
he loves cumming anywhere. inside you, on his stomach, on your breasts, in your hand... he doesn't have a preference. if he had to pick? he'd pick cumming inside you, easily
i'm a firm believer that felix can squirt.. just hear me out on this one
if you touch him just right, if you tease the head, focus on his tip, he could do it. maybe not a whole bunch, but he could, and he'd like it. but he can't do it alone, only you can do it
making a mess of his stomach, and for him, it hits harder than any kind of normal orgasm
felix has a lot of stamina and can go a while, so take advantage of that
with that, he needs good aftercare. a warm bath, you dressing him, kissing him every few minutes at least, and lots of water for that sore throat of his
i think felix is easily the subbiest of ot8
â . Ë⥠࣪ kim seungmin â .
this man is so not used to subbing for anyone
when you ask to dom him, he's more intrigued than anything, laughing because he doesn't think you're serious
but once he realizes you are? his eyes widen and he asks if you're sure. he doesn't doubt you, he just doubts his ability to.. well.. sub
"you know i don't do that, right?" he checks
he's hesitant to agree but he does almost immediately when you tell him you've wanted to try for a while. anything for you, right?
his only request is that he's on top still. you can boss him around, tell him exactly what to do, but he wants to be the one fucking you
so when he's rock hard and asking if he can put it in yet, he quietly whines when you deny him
you do let him grind against your pussy, though, telling him whether to speed up or slow down, or better yet, stop when he's close
"w-what? but i'm closeâ" he hesitates, confused, but slowly stops as his cock twitches, bucking against your thigh now
you finally let him put it in once he's not as close to his orgasm and now he gets the build up because he audibly sighs when he slips in. it feels so much more intense
he'd move to start fucking you before remembering, looking up at you for permission or an order as he tries hard not to start fucking you hard like he always does
"please, i'm so hard, i need to move." he finally pleads, and you loved to hear it
he'd start slow like you tell him to, slowly speeding up at your orders until he's literally begging to go harder, faster
"i need you, jagiya, let me actually fuck you, please. you know i'll be good."
you bring a hand up to grip the back of his hair before nodding and letting him fuck you hard
unexpectedly, he stays all whiney and oddly vocal as he asks if you like it or if he's hitting the right spot for you
"oh god, oh god, can i cum? can i cum, jagi?" he pleads, going harder, "i need to cum inside of you, jagi..."
he begs, and you're so into it. he knows it, too, by how your pussy tightens whenever he does
he spills inside of you as soon as he gets you close too and you tell him he can, fucking you both through the intense orgasms
he literally collapses on top of you, and he doesn't pull out for a long time
"okay.. yeah, i get why you like that so much.." he laughs, breathy, "can weâ can we go again? like, now? you can get on top..."
â . Ë⥠࣪ yang jeongin â .
he's definitely intrigued by the idea, laughing as you ask him. not because he thinks it's funny, but because it catches him off guard
"you wanna try? okay." he laughs, nodding, "however you wanna do this."
when you tell him to get on his back, the smug look he has on his face is cute, like he's just totally into you
i think noona also slips from his lips sometimes, like han.. not as much, but it does
"noona, you're so sexy." he hums, hands roaming your thighs as you kiss his neck, marking him up
oh he's so into you being on top, it's adorable
"you're so good at this, noona, why don't you do it more?" he'd ask when you're finally undressing yourself, him doing the same
he's also pretty vocal. i can imagine him moaning more than anything when you're riding him
"shit," he breathes out when you order him to touch you, "can i?" he'd make sure
so careful of not breaking a rule, of listening to you
"you're sure?" he asks before rubbing your clit with his thumb while you rode him, getting off on your pleasure and how you arch at that
he loves hearing you talk him through it
like, tell him he's making you feel so good and he'll smile so cute
he loves cumming on you somehow. when you're touching him through it. so you slip off of his cock, and before he can let out a defeated whine, you start stroking him again
"ohhh," he draws out, moaning out loud, "oh, jagiya..." he spills all over your hand, messily
he lets you grind down on his oversensitive cock until you reach your own orgasm, whining through it himself
he's quick to wrap his arms around you, lying you down immediately as he kisses all over your face, soft murmurs of i love yous and praises in return after all you did for him
ok so i realized seungmins and hans were the longest at the very end so sorry about that.. guess my bias line challenge đ
WARNINGS: sub!jeno, mommy kink, puppy jeno, exaggerated usage of petnames (wellâ puppy and mommy), masturbation, reader is a meanie
SYNOPSIS: The 3 days of separation is finally getting in to your boyfriend.
A/N: I couldnât get jeno out of my head these days, might as well use this to get rid of writerâs block. enjoy this food and tell me if you have other requests!
An exasperated sigh escapes past your lips as your purse hits the soft padding of the couch, followed by your weight. Unhesitatingly, you move to chuck your shoes out of your feet and allow yourself to relax after a long day.
At times like this, you question your decision of pursuing architecture. All the endless days of floor planning got you thinking if this was really the right path for you. However each time, you get reminded that it is exactly why you chose this career.
âItâs architecture, or nothing,â You once said to yourself.
Blinking the tiredness away, you head to fetch fresh clothes and shower the day awayâ earning the much deserved relaxation underneath the warm water. It didnât take you long before your back pressed down the bed as your hand stretched out to reach your phone, which had been ringing since earlier.
âMiss me?â You greet teasingly the moment you pick up the call, expecting a flustered and awkward answer.
Yet surprisingly, a breathy moan replies. âM-mommy..â
Though currently alone, you feel the air around you switch up. Almost as if Jeno has this ability to control your surroundings. Suddenly, it feels hotter, and the atmosphere feels heavier.
âJen, baby?â Carefully, you call out to him.
Jeno whimpers your name. âPlease, f-.. fuck,â
Wet squelches echo from the other line, accompanied by the constant grunts and heavy breathing from your boyfriend.
You chuckle to yourself. The three days of being away from each other finally got to him, huh?
âWhatâs wrong, Jen? Why do you sound so breathless?â A frustrated whimper pierces your ears, eliciting a giggle once again.
Jeno, despite being miles away, is so easy to read. Judging by the sounds heâs making, heâs most definitely been touching himself longer than you think.
âIââŚâ
âHmm? What is it?â
âNeed you,â Jeno gasps. âNeed you so bad, right nowâ please.â
The desperation in his voice didnât go unnoticed.
âRight,â Glancing quickly at the time, you figured losing an hour or two of sleep wouldnât be too much. âLet me see, baby.â
You could hear Jeno letting out a sound of relief. Itâs actually pathetic that before the camera opens, you are also able to hear thudding noisesâ as though the phone drops from his gripâ and a few hurried shuffling.
âOh my,â You mockingly says as the screen displays Jenoâs cock; red, hard, and wet.
His hand doesnât stop stroking his length one bit. But itâs neither fast paced nor haste, itâs rather slow. Almost like heâs easing the ache. Or merely testing the waters. The said waters are your mood.
âOh, love, look at you,â Your voice is laced with faux pity. âHave you been thinking about Mommy?â
Jeno answers no less than a heartbeat. âYes! Been thinking about you, Mommy. Puppy loves Mommy so much, miss youâ ahâ miss you so much!â
Heâs far too gone in his subspace.
God, just how much you love seeing a man so tall and buff falling beneath just barely your fingertips. A man so tough yet crumbles at the sound of your voice. A man so big yet whimpers at your every command.
âDid you? I miss you too, baby. Tell Mommy what youâve been thinking about her?â
His grip tightens at your words. Jeno takes it as a signal to quicken his pace. âIâI wanna eat out Mommy so bad. Miss your pussy, Iâll eat, shit oh shit, you so good. Wanna fuck youâ please let me fuck you, Mommy. Can I fuck you, please?â
His incoherent ramblings send straight to your core. Your hand disappears between your legs, slotting themselves between the soaked lips of your pussy as you slowly rub your clit in circles.
âYeah? Puppy wants to fuck Mommy?â
The screen shakes, possibly from Jenoâs eager nodding. How can a big man be this cute?
âBut since when did you learn how to use his cock, hmm? I always had to do all the work because you cannot use that cock properly.â
In your words, Jenoâs hips desperately thrust upwards to meet the stroke of his hand. His whimpers intensifies and the phone slips out every now and then from his grasp.
âWhat would your gym rat friendsâ reactions be if they see you like this? Such a big cock all to waste, tsk tsk.â
Murmurs of apologies soon fill your ears. And if your hearing ability is not deceiving you, you mightâve heard a few sobs.
The movement of his hips stutters a second, allowing you to see just how he tries not to cut off the pleasure shooting in his body.
âBut you donât care, donât you? As long as Mommy gets to play you like the toy you are. You like it, donât you, Puppy? Being Mommyâs good boy?â
âYou are, baby. My good boy.â Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you thrust your finger inside your hole in sync with Jenoâs strokes.
âCome for me, puppy. Show me how good you are.â
A chant of your name and series of âthank youâs is what finally pushes you to the edge. Shutting your eyes close and throwing your head back to the pillow as you listen to your boyfriend coming undone with you.
You both bask in the euphoric feeling until Jeno cuts it off with a lovely murmur.
âI really miss you, you know?â
Laughing softly, you face your screen again. Only then you realized that you didnât turn on your camera all this time. So you switched it open.
âI miss you too. 2 days more, then Iâll be back home.â
â2 days is heeeell,â You watch as Jeno buries his face to the pillows.
âItâll fly faster, I promise. The next thing you know Iâm right there sleeping beside you.â
âPromise?â Jeno asks, voice fading. You giggle at the obvious sleepiness.
âYes, I promise. Now, wash up and go to sleep, baby.â
Unless he wants to sleep sticky and carry the responsibility of washing the sheets tomorrow, Jeno had no choice but to follow your words. Soon you both had to say your goodbyes and I love yous to each other.
2 days more. And youâll be back to your puppy-like boyfriend.
Seungmin was the epitome of "cool," though not in the traditional sense. He wasn't the jock, nor the rebellious bad boy, but there was something magnetic about him. With his glasses perched perfectly on his nose, messy but somehow deliberate hair, and sharp wit, Seungmin had the rare ability to be both the smartest kid in class and the one everyone wanted to be around. It didnât hurt that his quiet demeanor gave him an air of mystery that only added to his allure.
Everyone knew Seungmin, and, naturally, everyone had a crush on him. Girls from every corner of the school would flock to him, hoping for his attention. Some flirted, others tried to offer help with his studies, but Seungminâs eyesâthose expressive brown eyesâalways seemed to drift toward someone else.
And that someone else was âyou.â
You had been best friends with Seungmin since middle school, and somehow, over the years, your friendship had deepened. He was the person you could laugh with, vent to, or simply sit in comfortable silence with. Yet, no matter how long you had known him, no matter how often you walked beside him between classes, he never seemed to see you the way everyone else did. He saw you as his best friend. His "just friend."
Meanwhile, every girl in schoolâwhether it was the popular cheerleader, the shy new transfer student, or the class presidentâwould make it a point to talk to Seungmin. Theyâd ask him questions about assignments, casually compliment him, or simply drop by his locker to chat. You couldnât help but notice how his face would light up when they spoke to him. He was always so kind to them, so patient, so *interested.* And no matter how much you told yourself you were happy just being his friend, it stung every single time.
One day, as the two of you sat under the big oak tree in the school courtyard during lunch, a girl from your classâHannah, who was known for having a sharp eye for cute boysâwalked up to Seungmin. She had a flirty smile on her face and, without skipping a beat, leaned over to say something that made Seungmin laugh.
You sat there, pretending not to notice the slight tightening in your chest. You focused on your half-eaten sandwich, not wanting to give away how affected you were. But as you took a bite, you couldnât help but glance up at Seungmin.
And, of course, his eyes were on her. He was looking at Hannah like she was the only person in the world, his smile widening as she said something else. You could almost hear the unspoken words in his expression, his interest in her so obvious it made your heart ache. For a brief second, his eyes flickered to you, but it was just a glance, a fleeting moment before his attention returned to Hannah.
You looked down at your hands, willing the heat that had rushed to your cheeks to subside. âItâs fine,âyou told yourself. âYouâre his best friend, and that's enough.â
But deep down, it wasnât enough.
đâŚ..
A week later, you were walking to your next class when you bumped into him in the hallway. Seungminâs eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly adjusted his backpack strap, offering you a sheepish smile.
âOh, hey, I didnât see you there,â he said, his voice warm and familiar, just like it always was.
You managed a tight smile, trying to act like you werenât just thinking about his constant attention toward other girls. âHey,â you replied, glancing up at him.
âHey, are you alright? You look a little⌠distracted,â he said, his brow furrowing in concern. You could tell he was genuine, but you also knew he didnât understand what you were feeling. He never did.
âYeah, Iâm fine,â you said quickly, shaking it off. âJust⌠thinking about stuff. You know how it is.â
Seungmin nodded, oblivious to the weight of the unspoken words between you. "Right, right. So, I was wondering if you wanted to study together later? Iâm trying to get ahead in physics. I know youâre like, the best at it.â
You hesitated. The offer made your chest swell with warmth because, for a moment, it felt like you werenât just his "friend"âyou were something more. âBut am I?âyou thought, shaking the doubt out of your head.
"Yeah, that sounds good," you said, your voice steady despite the storm of emotions in your chest. "Iâll meet you at your place after school.
As Seungmin gave you one of his genuine, effortless smiles, you tried to ignore the ache inside. You were his best friend, and youâd always be there for him. But sometimes, just sometimes, you wished that the way he looked at you could be the same way he looked at everyone else.
The study session later that day was almost painfully normal. You sat next to Seungmin at his desk, working through problems in physics like you always did. But this time, you couldnât stop thinking about the way his eyes lit up whenever another girl walked into the room. His smile was easy, effortless. His attention was easy to earn, if you were a little more than just a friend.
By the end of the session, as you packed up your things, you felt a knot in your stomach. Seungmin didnât notice, of course. He never did. He was too busy asking if you wanted to grab a snack or if you were free for a movie on the weekend.
But as he smiled at you, a little too wide this time, a quiet voice whispered in your heart: âMaybe this time, heâll see you differently. Maybe, just maybe, one day, he will.â
But until then, youâd be right by his side, even if he couldnât see the feelings you kept hidden behind the smile.
đâŚ.
Days turned into weeks, and your growing distance from Seungmin became more apparent, even to you. You didnât spend as much time with him after school, no more study sessions or spontaneous trips to the convenience store. He tried to reach out a few times, but you brushed him off with excuses. âIâm tired,â youâd say. âI have a lot of homework.â It wasnât like you were lying; it was just that the homework had become the perfect excuse to hide from him, to hide from everything.
You felt safer alone in your room, away from the world that reminded you of everything you werenât.
The weight loss continued, and soon your clothes hung loosely from your frame, the reflection in the mirror becoming harder and harder to recognize. Your ribs were more pronounced now, your arms thinner, your face sharper. For a fleeting moment, you thought you might actually be happy with the changes. Maybe if you could just get thinner, *prettier,* then maybeâjust maybeâsomeone like Seungmin would finally look at you the way youâd always hoped.
But deep down, you knew the truth. It wasnât just about your body it was about the part of you that had been slowly fading away, trying to fit into a mold you were never meant to. Youâd been chasing something youâd never get, and each pound you lost felt like a part of your soul slipping away with it.
đâŚ.
One afternoon, while sitting alone at lunch in the library, you heard footsteps approaching. Your heart sank when you looked up and saw Seungmin standing there, his gaze soft but filled with something you couldnât quite place. You hadnât seen him in a while, and he seemed different somehowâdistant, like he wasnât sure how to approach you anymore.
âHey,â he said, his voice tentative. âMind if I sit with you?â
You bit your lip, forcing yourself to smile. âOf course.â It was a hollow gesture, though, and you both knew it.
Seungmin slid into the seat across from you, setting his lunch tray down with a small clink. He didnât start eating right away. Instead, he just looked at you, his eyes tracing your face in a way that made you uncomfortable.
âYouâve been avoiding me,â he said, his tone neutral, but there was a tightness around his jaw. âI know I havenât been the best at⌠well, understanding, but I thought we were still friends. I thought we could talk about anything.â
You didnât know how to respond. The words that had been boiling inside you for weeks were stuck in your throat, the anger and hurt mixing with a deep sadness you didnât know how to explain. You wanted to shout at him, tell him how much his rejection had destroyed you, how much it still hurt every time he laughed with another girl, how much you wished you could just be someone he could care for the way you cared for him.
But instead, you just stared at him, your fingers fidgeting with the corner of your book.
âIâm fine, Seungmin,â you said, repeating the lie youâd been telling yourself for months. âIâve just been⌠busy.â
He frowned, leaning in slightly. âI donât believe you,â he said softly. âYouâre not fine. I can tell.â
You could feel the heat rise in your face, a mixture of guilt and frustration. You wanted to snap at him, to tell him to mind his own business. But you couldnât. You just couldnât.
âI donât want to talk about it,â you said quickly, the words rushed, almost pleading.
Seungmin looked at you for a long moment, his eyes searching your face. You could see the concern in them, but you couldnât bear to face it. The last thing you wanted was for him to pity you.
âIâm worried about you,â he said, his voice barely above a whisper. âYouâve changed. And I donât think itâs just because of school.â
You froze. There was no way he could know. He couldnât know the lengths youâd gone to in order to change yourself, to try and fit into some version of âperfectâthat you knew wasnât even real.
âIâm fine,â you repeated, this time your voice firmer, even though your heart was breaking. âJust leave it alone, Seungmin. Please.â
His expression softened, but there was still a flicker of something behind his eyesâsomething that you couldnât decipher. âIâm not going to leave it alone,â he said, his voice more determined now. âIâm your friend. And Iâm here, okay? Whether you want to talk about it or not.â
For a second, you almost wanted to tell him everythingâhow youâd felt so invisible for so long, how his rejection had torn you apart, how youâd convinced yourself that losing weight, changing who you were, would somehow make him see you. But you couldnât. You couldnât bring yourself to show him the broken pieces of you that you were desperately trying to hide.
Instead, you just looked away, trying to keep the tears that threatened to spill under control.
âI donât need your help,â you said quietly, the words slipping out before you could stop them.
Seungminâs eyes widened slightly, as if your words had stung more than you realized. âYou donât need my help?â he repeated, his voice gentle but firm. âYou donât need anyone?â
You swallowed hard, trying to steady your shaking hands. âNo. I donât. Iâm fine.â
There was a long silence. Seungmin seemed to search your face, as if waiting for you to say something more, to open up to him. But you didnât. You couldnât.
âIâll leave you alone, then,â he said finally, his voice quieter now. âBut just know, Iâm here. Whenever you want to talk.â
And with that, he stood up, his tray untouched, and walked away. You watched him go, your chest tight with a mixture of relief and guilt.
But as the door to the library closed behind him, a cold, heavy emptiness settled over you. For a moment, you thought about calling out to him, about telling him everything. But you couldnât. The distance between you had grown too wide. Youâd built up too many walls.
And no matter how much you wanted him to see you, to see the real you, you couldnât tear down the ones youâd put up, not now.
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The weeks dragged on. Your weight continued to drop, and while you were more withdrawn, you started to notice people around you especially Seungmin looking at you differently. Some of the girls who used to talk to him started whispering, glancing at you with something that resembled envy.
But you didnât care about them. You didnât care about anyone except Seungmin. You had spent so long wishing to be someone who could be noticed, someone who was worthy of his attention. But even now, when you had finally become someone different, it still wasnât enough.
And deep down, you knew something even more painful than that: He might never look at you the way you wanted him to. But the hardest part was realizing that you might never look at yourself the way you wanted to either.
ââ
That night, you found yourself sitting at a study table, surrounded by half-open notebooks and the faint buzz of other students working in the background. But your mind wasnât on the textbooks in front of you. It was on himâSeungmin.
Yes, you were back at his place after he requested you to study with him. you can never seem to restrain yourself when he asks you for something it was always one of his charms, his round boba eyes looking at you pleading beside the lockers for you to study for the exam with which ended up with the both of you here. Studying like the old times
You had tried so hard to push those feelings away, bury them deep, pretend you were fine, but every time you saw himâevery time he smiled at you or talked to you like nothing had changedâit became harder to ignore. It wasnât the rejection that had hurt the most. It was the fact that it felt like he only saw you as his best friend. Just a friend.
You stared down at your notebook, the words blurring together, your hand shaking slightly as you tried to focus on your notes. You couldn't anymore.
The words bubbled up from somewhere deep inside of you, and before you could stop them, you turned to Seungmin, who was sitting across from you, tapping away on his phone. His usual easygoing expression was there, but tonight, you could barely look at him without feeling the weight of everything you had been holding back.
"SeungminâŚ" Your voice trembled, and you hated how fragile it sounded. He looked up, sensing the change in tone, his brow furrowing in concern.
"Yeah?" His eyes softened, and in that moment, he looked so oblivious to the storm swirling inside you.
You couldnât do it anymore. "You have no idea, do you? How much this⌠all of this has affected me."
He blinked, clearly confused. "What are you talking about?"
You inhaled sharply, your chest tightening as frustration and pain flooded through you. You didnât care anymore. You didnât care about holding it in or pretending you were fine. "When you rejected me, Seungmin⌠it crushed me. You said you liked me, but not that way, and itâs like youâve been treating me like nothing changed, but everything changed! I didnât just get over it! I couldntâ
Seungminâs face went still, and for the first time, you saw something flicker in his eyesâsomething like guilt. But it was too late for that. You had to keep going, or youâd never find the closure you needed.
"I lost so much weight after that. You know that, right? I thought if I changed how I looked, maybe Iâd be good enough for you. Maybe youâd see me differently. But no matter what I did, it didnât matter, because youâll always just see me as your friend! I was so stupid to think you could feel the same way about me. I was just a friend, and thatâs it. I wasnât even enough to make you see me as âmore."
You felt the words hit the air like a slap, the raw emotion in your voice a stark contrast to how carefully youâd kept it buried for so long. The room felt heavy, and for a moment, you werenât sure if youâd said too much.
Seungmin was quiet. Too quiet. You dared a glance at him, only to see his face twisted in an expression that was too hard to read.
"YouâŚ" His voice cracked, and he looked down at his hands, his fingers pressing into the paper on the desk. "I didnât know⌠you really felt that way. Iâm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you, you know that, right?"
Your heart hurt hearing him apologize, but you couldnât shake the feeling that it was too late. âI know you didnât mean to,â you said softly, shaking your head. âBut you still did. And it changed everything.â
The silence stretched between you two, thick with all the unsaid things. You watched Seungmin, who was struggling with his words, looking at you like he didnât know how to fix this, because maybe, in some twisted way, he couldnât.
"I never wanted to make you feel like you werenât enough," he said quietly, his voice sincere, but it still felt distant. "I⌠I just never saw you the way you wanted me to. I see you as my best friend. Thatâs all I can see."
Those wordsâthose exact wordsâwere the ones you had dreaded hearing from the moment youâd confessed. You had known it all along, deep down, but hearing it from his lips, right in front of you, was still a punch to the gut.
"Yeah," you whispered, blinking back the tears threatening to spill over. "I know."
The realization hit you hard. He would never look at you the way you wanted him to. No matter how much you changed, no matter how hard you tried, he would always just see you as his friend. And somewhere inside, you knew that was the part you had to let go of.
Seungmin looked like he wanted to say more, but you couldnât let him. You had already said everything you needed to say. And as painful as it was, you felt like a weight had been liftedâfinally, the truth was out.
Without another word, you stood up from the table, your hands shaking as you gathered your things. Seungmin called your name as you walked away, but you didnât turn back. You couldnât.
It was time to stop pretending. Time to stop chasing someone who would never see you the way you wanted to be seen. Time to start moving on, even if it meant leaving a piece of your heart behind.
genre: smut warnings: pet play â collaring â kinda mean dom seungmin â oral m receiving ( briefly ) â spanking ( briefly ) â seungmin is called sir â reader is referred to as puppy and girl â wc: 506
synopsis: just little scenario on being seungmin's puppy. not super detailed. not beta read either.
author's note: my first post! wish it was better for this milestone but you know it is what it is.
seungmin loves you with all his heart but that also means he loves messing with you with all his heart. he looooves putting you in situations that "force" you to break his rules. ( really, you're just too horny to care. )
"all i want is an obedient puppy, why do you make that so hard?" as he lands another smack on your ass. his hands smooth over your flushed skin, slipping between your thighs to find the slick of your cunt between them.
"aw... did my puppy like getting her ass spanked? is that why you're always misbehaving?"
you just shake your head, and the metal tag of your collar clicks together. seungmin fucking loves that collar. it's a soft yet firm leather, and the heart shaped tag has his name engraved on it.
and when he really feels like it, it's got a leash he can attach to pull you around with too. he's not at all opposed to making you crawl for him: just when you get to his feet he'll walk away so you have to follow.
or sometimes you'll be sucking his cock and he tugs on it just to make you gag a little, making his cock hit the back of your throat just to see you pull away with tears in your eyes trying to catch your breath.
"i never said you could stop. be a good puppy and make me cum."
even with all his teasing, he'd never deny you of his cock. that's punishing himself and he's not one to do that. but just because he can cum doesn't mean you can.
"did i say you could cum?"
you shake your head. he didn't. you know that. you know his rules but you also know there's no way you're not gonna cum when he's fucking you like this.
seungmin tugs on your leash, just enough to get you to snap your focus back on him. "speak, puppy."
"no, sir..."
"that's right. finally behaving, aren't you?"
and you nod, you've been so good for him, taking his punishment so well...
"good girl. that's all it takes, right? put you back in your place and i got the sweetest puppy ever."
seungmin's thumb starts working light circles against your clit, and it's the little whine that slips out of your throat that kills him.
"that's my sweet girl. so obedient for me. gonna cum for me? now that i'm allowing you to?"
"thank you, sir!"
it's as soon as it leaves your mouth that he's fucking you again. slow to tease you before he grows impatient with the pace he's set. he's fucking into your cunt, trying to hold back his groans. he doesn't want his puppy realizing that he's utterly whipped.
it fails. seungmin's moaning out your name when your hands reach into his hair, fucking you with more desperation than he cares to admit. when you come undone he's soon to follow. cumming inside you with his arms bracing himself up with his head buried in your neckâmarking you with sloppy bites and kisses.
"you're mine, puppy. my puppyâgotta mark what's mine."
hi can I request anything about minho PLS ur newest story of him was so cute Iâve read it like 6 times so far đđ, but can it be fluffy pls :) thank you x
hihi love <33 so glad u loved the minho bd oneshot !! tyvm for the req too!! also YES I LOVEEE writing about minho. esp fluffs. so here you go, your wish is my command hshshshshshsh; its a pretty short one cuz it rly was sitting in my drafts for a loooong for now and w the 'just fine' series+other writing schedule i cant rly write more for now hahđđđ
hope you like this one >< !!
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âŞâpairing : lee minho x fem!reader Í
âŞâinfo : established relationship, domestic fluff, tooth rotting fluff, cute, loveeee
âŞâ personas: lino idol!au , reader is doing masters+wears spectacles, but career isn't mentioned and hobbies either so add yours !!
âŞâword count : 0.9k
âŞâwarnings : sm fluff. ty for the req anon <3
The hum of the city outside was a comforting backdrop as Y/n sat in her apartment, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration. She adjusted the brown frame of her glasses, staring at the glowing screen in front of her.
Assignments always had a way of consuming her time, but tonight, her thoughts kept drifting elsewhere.
The sound of keys jingling at the door snapped her back to reality. She smiled to herself, knowing exactly who it was.
The door opened quietly, and the guy stepped inside, the dim light of the apartment highlighting his newly dyed dark brownish-scarlet hair. It suited him perfectlyâsoft, warm, hot, and too fine.Â
He noticed her immediately, sitting on the couch in one of his tees- fitting her loosely, paired with shorts that barely peeked out from under the hem. She looked effortlessly cute, and his heart swelled at the sight.Â
"Busy, hmm?" Her boyfriend asked, his voice gentle yet teasing, as he closed the door behind him.
She looked up, her eyes lighting up at the sight of him.
"Youâre home," she exclaimed, pushing her glasses up her nose. "And you look so fluffy today. I canât get over how perfect this hair color is on you."
Minho cringed at her words, his face turning into mock-disgust, running a hand through his soft locks. "You think so? I thought youâd like it."Â
"I love it," she replied, her tone affectionate. "You look like a hot rockstar who's secretly a red velvet muffin inside."
"Interesting choice of words.." He chuckled, shaking his head at the nickname. "A red velvet muffin? Really? I was going for something more...mature."
She giggled, setting her laptop aside. "Oh, trust me, you look very mature," she teased, her eyes trailing over him. "But I canât help it, youâre just so adorable."
Minho made his way over to her, his movements slow and deliberate. He leaned down, brushing his lips against her forehead before whispering, "And you, look way too good in my shirt."
Y/n smirked, pulling him down by his hand to sit on the armchair nearby. "You mean my shirt now," she corrected, her voice playful.
"Is that so?" His eyes sparkled with mischief. He sat down, pulling her with him so that she ended up on his lap, straddling him.Â
She gasped softly, her hands instinctively finding their place on his broad shoulders. "Someoneâs feeling bold tonight."
"Bold?" He tilted his head, his expression innocent. "Iâm just getting comfortable."
She rolled her eyes, though her heart was racing. "Comfortable, huh?"
He nodded, his hands resting on her waist, gently tugging her closer. "Very comfortable. I mean, how could I not be when I have you right here?" His voice dropped to a whisper, lips brushing against hers.
She couldnât help but smile, her hands moving to play with the soft strands of his dyed hair. "You really do look good with this color," she murmured, her lips hovering just above his.Â
"Then stop talking about it and do something," he challenged, his voice low and teasing.
Her smile widened as she accepted the challenge, closing the small distance between them. Their lips met in a slow, deliberate kiss, the kind that sent shivers down her spine. His hands tightened around her waist, pulling her even closer as the kiss deepened.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she melted into him, every inch of her body aware of his presence. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips, and it was comforting, grounding her in the moment.
His hands slid up her back, his touch gentle. He broke the kiss just long enough to murmur against her lips, "You taste like strawberries."
"You look like one," She chuckled softly, brushing her nose against his. "But you taste like trouble."
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked, his voice pouty, laced with amusement.
"Not at all," she replied, capturing his lips again.Â
The world outside her apartment faded away, leaving just the two of them, lost in each other. Their kisses stayed soft, more calm, as if they were making up for all the time theyâd spent apart.Â
Minho's hands roamed over her body, his touch setting her skin on fire. He loved how she responded to him, the way she clung to him, the little gasps that escaped her lips between kisses.
Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him even closer, as if she could never get enough of him. She could feel the smile on his lips as he kissed her, and it made her heart swell with love.
Eventually, they pulled apart, both of them breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other.Â
"You really need to come over more often," Y/n whispered, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw.
The guy only chuckled, his breath warm against her skin. "Iâm not going anywhere, not when you look at me like that."
She blushed, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "Like what?"
"Like Iâm the only person in the world," he replied, his voice soft, sincere.
She smiled, her heart fluttering at his words. "Thatâs because you are," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him once more.
This time, it was better, more tender, a promise of all the moments they would share in the future.
And as they held each other, wrapped up in their own little world, they knew that nothing else mattered. Not the assignments, not the schedules, not the outside worldâjust the two of them, here, in this moment.
a/n. ŕ¨ŕ§
LOVED writing this.
ginger/red/brown lino has me on a chokehold (clearly).
originally thought of seungmo but minho fit too so !!
thanku to my first req, dear anon, once again, hope u love it bae <3
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thank you for reading >< !!
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