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[3:10 am] - gyu

you really hadn’t expected your night to go this way. it was really just meant to be a cute and fun girls night and yet here you are, locked inside the club bathroom, with some random man you met tonight. but he’s not just any random man. he’s the most exquisite man you think you’ve ever laid eyes on and he’s got you pressed up against the lip of the bathroom vanity. his hands are gripping you everywhere, desperate to have you.

bringing his mouth to your neck, he leaves sloppy, open mouthed kisses all over. once he’s reached the dip where your shoulder meets neck, he gives a light suck, quickly running his tongue over the spot to soothe the mark he’d left. you groan and throw your head back, exposing more of your neck to him. he reaches a hand up and entangles his fingers in your hair, gripping the strands tightly and keeping you in place. chuckles deeply when he hears the breath in your throat hitch to a whine. “mingyu,” you rasp, desperately “please”.

a rumble of acknowledgment is felt against your skin as he lightly drags his fingers up the length of your thigh, slipping under the hem of the small dress you were wearing. your hand reaches out and grips the hair on the back of his head, hoping it’ll help in communicating your desire. “be patient, baby,” he warns, bringing his lips to your ear, giving it a few small nips. his fingers play with the trim of your barely there panties, he’s trying to decide if he wants to push them to the side or rip them off of you.

choosing to rid you of the thing entirely, mingyu slides the panties down your thighs, allowing gravity to take care of the rest as they fall to the floor. before moving any further he brings both hands to the sides of you face, making eye contact with you. “tell me now if you’re uncertain or want to stop because i don’t know if i’ll be able to control myself if we start” he’s pressing his forehead to yours, panting in to your mouth as he waits for your reply. 

“take me,” you beg, your eyes rolling back at the sensuality of it all “i’m yours, please take me”. this is all mingyu needs to hear before he lowers a hand to your throat, keeping you still as his other hand reaches under your dress, making contact with your clit. he’s applying gentle pressure, teasing you, but it’s enough to have you reeling. a high pitched whine comes from you and you reach for the hand on your throat to steady yourself. “fuck it, please, mingyu,” you’re practically in tears, begging for him to do something, anything.

“we haven’t even started yet and you’re already this desperate,” he chuckles and licks his lips, cocking his head to the side and making sure to put on a show of dragging his tongue across his canines. mingyu can see that your eyelids are heavy with lust as you watch his every move. “fine, baby,” he nods slowly “i’ll give you what you need, but don’t start crying when it’s too much for you”. mingyu drags his fingers from your clit to your entrance, giving it a few drawn out taps he slowly pushes two fingers inside. a drawn out groan is ripped from your chest as he begins to stretch you out.

your wetness drips down his hand, and on to his wrist, as he’s scissoring his fingers inside of you. mingyu removes his fingers from within you and brings them to your lips “say ah,” he teases. you were not of sound mind, and you knew it the minute you heard yourself oblige, sticking your tongue out with an ‘ah’, without wasting a second. “what a good baby,” mingyu praises as he shoves his fingers in your mouth. you suck your taste off of him and make sure to put on a show, grabbing his wrist with both hands and taking him down your throat. you’re instantly mentally kicking yourself because who knew anyone would have fingers this long? you gag slightly and mingyu retracts his fingers. “maybe we’ll do a little more of that next time, darling” he leans forward and gives you a small peck on the temple “but right now, i just need to be deep inside of you”. you whine at his words and allow him to manhandle you to his liking. you end up with your legs around his waist and your ass on the vanity counter.

this really wasn’t how you expected girls night to go. you weren’t meant to meet a hot guy at the bar, you weren’t meant to sneak off with him, and you certainly weren’t meant to have your back blown out by him in a public restroom. “mingyu,” you’re screaming now “give it to me. faster, please, harder” you’re panting in his ear as he hold your thighs apart, your back arching, letting your neck hang back. your reach up wrapping your arms around his shoulders, barely able to reach his back to leave angry, red, scratch marks.

he’s pounding in to you with such strength the entire vanity shakes at the force. “fuck baby,” he huffs, he reaches up to tangle his hand in your hair “what is it that you want? faster or harder?” you begin to babble what mingyu assumes is a response, but whatever it is that you’re saying isn’t anything coherent. “oh, i see” mingyu drawls out “you want both.” releasing your hair mingyu brings both hands to your hips, steeling himself, and gives you what you ask for. he watches your face as your eyes cross, slightly, and roll back. mingyu leans forward and pecks you on your forehead, then your nose, then each cheek and finally he lands a soft kiss on your lips. you moan in to the kiss and bring your hands up to his neck, pulling him in deeper. 

the kiss quickly turns in to something deeper, spit pooling at the corners of your mouth, tongues playing with one another and as he pulls back, mingyu gives your mouth a gentle bite. he moves back to your neck, where it all began, “baby, are you close?” he kisses and nibbles on you “i know you are just from how tight you feel. i’m close too, just a bit more”. mingyu picks up his pace, drilling in to you harder, causing your thighs to quiver in overstimulation. “so close, gonna cum” he warns, his hand back in your hair, pulling your face in front of his, to get your attention. 

mingyu begins slowing down his movements as he asks you “where do you want it? where do you want my cum?” your chest is heaving and the only thing keeping your head up is the grip mingyu has on your hair, but you come to your senses feeling the weight of his question in his stare. with a small confirmation of “inside”, mingyu keeps his slow and deep pace for a bit before speeding up again. before he’s able to let you know he’s reaching his orgasm, he feels yours hit. your walls tighten around him and you’re leaking so much wetness around him, it begins to leak from you. “fuck,” he growls, throwing his head back, closing his eyes, as he tries to regain his composure. once he doesn’t feel like he’s going to immediately blow his load just by looking at you, he opens his eyes, and that’s immediately what he does.

you’re limp on the vanity, intensely watching mingyu move. he’s so close and you just want him to cum inside you so bad, you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anything more than that. you reach down and start rubbing your clit, sending small electric shocks through your body. as soon as mingyu opens his eyes you spread your pussy open for him and beg “here, mingyu, give it to me right here”. mingyu lets out a loud groan as he tenses, sending ribbon after ribbon of cum deep inside of you.

panting and still inside you, mingyu drops his head on to your shoulder and gives you small kisses, trying to calm himself. ignoring his struggle, you wiggle your hips, getting his attention. he lifts his head as you start speaking “mingyu,” you whine “need more”.

mingyu lets out a loud huff “that wasn’t enough for you, baby” he asks, suddenly feeling ready for another round himself “fucked you silly and it still isn’t enough, huh”. mingyu straightens his back, gently pulls out of you, ignoring the mess he makes by doing so, and sets you on the ground. after making sure you were steady enough on your feet, he spins you around and pushes your face to the countertop. you take this as a hint to bring your hips up and stick out your ass.

a gasp gets caught in your throat as mingyu lands his palm where your ass and thigh meet. you bring your head up and look at mingyu though the mirror. he’s wearing a smug grin as he examines the state of you. after he’s had his fill of looking at you he moves to spread you, watching as your combined cum drips down your thighs. “oh no,” mingyu teases “don’t worry, i’ll just have to fill you up again.”

mingyu lifts one of your legs up and rests it on his arm, as you stay with your chest on the vanity counter. once mingyu has confirmed you’re stable he pushes himself back in your pussy. “you’re so naughty,” he mocks you “being filled once wasn’t enough for you so you had to beg for it again. you’re lucky i’m such a nice guy” he lands another, softer, spank to your ass and you push back on to him. mingyu chuckles and slows his movements before stopping all together. he move to grab your other leg, resting it on his free arm, lifting you from the vanity. 

you gasp as your back hits his chest, “mingyu, what the hell are you doing?” he just smiles at you through the mirror, starting his movements back up, this time hitting deeper inside of you. your eyes roll to the back of your skull, as your head lulls on to his shoulder.

“you better pay attention baby, this is what you asked for. we wouldn’t want you to miss it, would we?” you struggle to keep your eyes open as he plows himself into you. doing everything you can to pay attention, you reach your fingers down and spread yourself open for him again. “yeah, baby,” mingyu confirms “i’m close, don’t worry i’ll fill you up again, just the way you want it.” picking up speed, as best as he can with you in the air, you start giving your clit harsh rubs, your back arching at the sensation. you rub your fingers just a few more times and mingyu’s tip meets your special spot and you’re a goner. you scream as you cum around mingyu, a ring of cream forming around his base as your orgasm starts. mingyu doesn’t slow his pace as you wiggle in his arms. he feels you get tighter around him, and as your orgasm grows he sees streams of cum coming from you. “fuck baby,” he groans triumphantly “keep going. go ahead and cum all over, show me how good you feel” and that you do.

a gush of wetness comes from you, at his words, your body is shaking at the sensation. mingyu feels your body begin to go limp as you come down from your high. “keep going ‘gyu,” you all but whisper to him “you’re so close and i’wanna cum one last time”. this is all it takes for mingyu to believe you are his soulmate. you just came like that and you still want more? you had to have been made for one another, there’s no other explanation in his mind. 

mingyu sets you down on your feet again, this time making sure your front half is laying on the counter comfortably. “‘m gonna move again, let me know if it’s uncomfortable” mingyu holds your sides tightly, trying to ground himself. you nod at him and verbally acknowledge his words. mingyu begins moving at a slow pace, testing the waters with your sensitivity. 

you wiggle your hips, pushing back against him, silently asking for more. a switch flips in mingyu’s mind and he chuckles deeply, “what a naughty thing you are,” he says, grabbing fistfuls of your ass before giving it a slap. “what a slut,” he bends down, resting his chest on your back and grabs your hair to lift your head, forcing you to look at him, and yourself really. “what a naughty, nasty, whore, aren’t you baby?” he leans in to the side of your face to whisper in your ear “you love it don’t you?” he asks, the force of his hips colliding with your ass making you lurch forward. you nod wildly, mingyu’s fingers still tangled in your hair. “what a mess you’re making everywhere, sweetheart. are you gonna leave this mess here for the next person to see? they’re gonna see what a slut you are, leaking all over the place” he turns his head to face you and gives you a deep kiss before pulling back and releasing your hair, letting your head lull back down. 

mingyu feels you tightening around him again, he continues to drill inside of you, bringing himself all the way out before ramming you completely full of himself again. reaching a hand forward, mingyu finds your clit and gives it a few slaps before you’re a goner, again. you arch your back up, into his chest, letting your mouth hang open in a silent scream. mingyu pushes through the tightness of your pussy as you near the end or your final climax. you can tell he’s close, so, so close. it takes all the energy you have left to lift your head and look behind you “mingyu,” you whine hoarsely “fill me up, please. i need it so deep inside of me, please give it to me. need’it.” you pout your bottom lip for dramatics, and it works.

gripping your thighs tighter, mingyu plunges himself into you one final time before filling you completely. “fuck, fuck!” he grunts and drops his head to your back, allowing you both to settle down, before pulling out of you and moving to clean everything up. once he’s cleaned what he can from the floor and counter, he moves to clean you up. “you did such a good job, baby” he kisses your thighs as he gently wipes you clean. 

you let out a small giggle at the juxtaposition between his personalities. mingyu blushes at the sound “hush,” he says, a pout on his face as he gives you a slight swat on the thigh. he clears his throat before moving to look you in the eyes “i know this is entirely belated but, i’d like to take you out, if you’re free tomorrow?”

you can see the slight red tint form on his cheeks and tips of his ears. you chuckle softly before responding “i don’t think i’ll be able to do much of anything for a while, thanks to you,” you lean forward and give mingyu a soft kiss on the lips before whispering “so, you better take responsibility”

[soonyoungs]

Hi are requests still open?

hi lovie! yes, requests are still open 🫶🏻 i might be slow at working on them, but i would love to work on something for ya!

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OMG YOU’RE BACK!!!

YES!!! i’m trying really hard to be consistent!!! i’ve missed it here 🥺

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Can you do a smut with wonwoo taking pictures before and during sex?

ఇ wonwoo and vagina having!reader

ఇ warnings: smut! not proof read and as usual: written while sleepy!

ఇ wc: 1350 ♡︎

ఇ notes: these all seemed similar so i lumped them together. the end result is a bit different from the prompts, i’m so sorry!! i was struggling with this one a bit and im not sure why 🥺 i’m also sorry this took forever and thank you for being so patient, i hope you like it ✩

[9:48 pm] - wonwoo

“pay attention,” he’s chastising you, albeit playfully “trust me, this is the best part”! you don’t know how he’s managed to stay this calm, when you can’t even hardly catch your breath, let alone stop shaking long enough to steady the camera in your hands. you also don’t know if he means for you to pay attention to him or the movie he insisted on putting on.

“shut up,” you huff, adjusting yourself on the couch, careful to not squeeze his head between your legs “it’s not as if you’re going to quiz me when it’s over,” you pause waiting for confirmation, after several seconds of silence you gasp “are you”? a deep laugh rumbles from him as he rests his head against the inner part of your thigh. “wonwoo!” you complain, knowing how he enjoys teasing you.

“‘m serious,” he starts, looking at you and continuing before you can cut him off “about paying attention. it’s hotter that way.” he moves forward grabbing your wrists angling them downward, making sure they’re able to capture everything that’s about to happen. 

you honestly should have known this was going to happen, it always does when wonwoo goes down on you. he’s messy and desperate and so incredibly, and not so surprisingly, submissive. he’s a whining mess “you taste so fucking good”. the phone in your hands captures shaky footage of wonwoo barely peeking at you from where he’s got his face situated between your legs. he’s gentle with prying your knees farther apart, giving you small kisses on your thighs to appease you, he knows he’s not in control. with a nod of your head he’s quick to get back to work. 

wrapping his lips around your small, hard bud he’s gentle with suckling on it as he teases your entrance. “wonwoo, darling” you warn, “weren’t you ever taught not to play with your meal?” although he doesn’t look at you, you feel his nose scrunch up in distaste at your vulgar joke. 

a small chuckle leaves your throat before it shifts into a groan as wonwoo gives your clit a hash suck, easing his middle finger inside of you. once you seem to have gotten used to the intrusion of the first finger, he adds a second. wonwoo is slow to pick up the pace of his fingers as he lazily drags them out, pushes them back in and curls them before repeating the process. your hips begin to wiggle, indicating your growing impatience. no words are needed: a small glare from you is enough for him to catch the hint.

wonwoo’s fingers, that were ceaselessly moving at a relaxed pace, are now being drilled in to you as he begins lapping harder at your clit. alternating between harsh sucks and sweet kitten licks. free hand on your tummy, gently keeping you still so he can work. you’re letting out loud moans of his name as you begin to feel your climax approaching. a final powerful suck and curl of his fingers and wonwoo has thrown you into the flames - your high taking over. 

wonwoo laps at you softly as he slowly removes his fingers from you as you come down. you’re whining as he believes he is helping to bring you back to reality, until he hears you rasp out “another one”. he lifts his head up from your center, examining your face to see that you mean it. “another one, wonwoo,” you say, warning in your tone “i want more”.  obliging you, wonwoo sits up, crossing his legs and grips your hips, lifting you to bring your legs over his shoulders. 

you startle at the unexpected movement and drop the phone in your hands in the process. you’re quick to recover it and adjust just in time to capture the perfect angle of him bringing your center to his face as he begins to devour you. hands gripping your hips tightly, so you don’t fall as you grind yourself into him. your whines and moans echo throughout your living room, making wonwoo’s ears perk up. raising his head briefly he asks “am i doing a good job”? you bite your lip to keep from letting out a whine.

“yes baby,” you breath out “you’re doing so well. i’m so, so close again. just a bit more,” you steady the phone in one hand and reach your other up to his lips, glistening with your wetness. your thumb makes contact with the corner of his mouth, you gather up your essence dragging it along his bottom lip and gently push it past the entrance of his mouth and press it against his tongue. wonwoo groans as he closes his lips around your thumb and begins suckling on it. once you’ve had enough of watching him suck on your finger, you pull it from his mouth and continue to drag it on his bottom lip down to his chin, gathering more slick. lifting your thumb from his face you bring it to your clit and apply pressure, rubbing in small circles. “wonwoo, make me cum” you order, removing your hand and bring your thumb to your mouth, putting on a show of tasting yourself.

wonwoo throws his head back with a groan. after he recollects himself he makes sure both of your hands are back on the phone before he dives back in. he’s messy with it, licking the expanse of your entire center, bringing his tongue to your opening, teasing the entrance before sticking the tip in and pursing his lips to suck your wetness out of you, as if you’re his favorite juice box.

you’re wiggling around just enough to worry him, so he readjusts his grip on you. straightening out his back he lifts your hips up off of the couch as he pulls back to spread your pussy open for him with his fingers before getting back to it. the phone has fallen out of your hands on to the cushion above your head and you have no plans to pick it back up. you’re crying out, reaching forward and clawing at wonwoo’s hands. at this moment there’s only one thing you’re certain of and it’s that Miss Carpenter had it wrong. this isn’t a painting wonwoo is creating - it’s a masterpiece; certainly not art but worship.

wonwoo is moving his head at a rapid pace as his lips wrap around you and tug, pushing you over the edge. he grips your hips as your body twitches and spasms harshly, bringing you closer to his mouth as he works you to completion, only as soon as your climax ends another begins. “wonwoo,” you repeat his name in warning “coming, i’m coming. feels so good, you’re making me come so hard” tears run down your face as you start to feel an unfamiliar pressure in your belly. before you can warn wonwoo you let out a scream of ecstasy as you release a small gush of climax onto him. wonwoo is working as hard as he can to lap up everything you give him, licking you as clean as he can before he feels your body go limp.

gently releasing you and laying you down properly on the couch, wonwoo rubs your hips where he’s gripped them too tightly. with a small, content, sigh and soft smile on your face you search for the phone you dropped, managing to find it within seconds. you bring the camera up, capturing the aftermath of your climax on wonwoo’s face. 

looking every bit of a wet fantasy you focus the camera on him: his eyes are glazed over in lust, a gloss of your wetness covers his mouth and part of his chin and his fringe is tousled to hell, covering his eyes. wonwoo’s tongue peeks out from the corner of his mouth as he licks up some of your essence before letting out a deep chuckle, running his hands through his bangs, all hints of submission nonexistent. “now baby,” he drawls “can you tell me the name of the main character in the movie that was on?”

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patiently waiting for you to come back because i just realized we’re mutuals and nfjxofkejxj OMG HI

HI MY LOVE!! i’m planning a comeback super soon! i’m working on some stuff tonight to get queued up for this weekend. i’m sorry i've been gone so long: work has been so busy. i miss everyone and writing so much 😭

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how about some writings for hansol eating you out and spitting on it..? 🫣

ఇ vernon and gn!reader

ఇ warnings: smut! not proof read! written while sleepy!

ఇ wc: 401 ♡︎

ఇ notes: i’m so sorry this took forever! thank you for being so patient, i hope you like it 🥺

(2:21 am)

“so nasty,” you say to him with a scrunch of your nose, as the sound of his spit hits you.

he’s raising an eyebrow at you as moves in to continue is work, sucking you into submission. “but it feels good, doesn’t it?”

you’re quick to ignore his question, hating to admit he’s right, especially now. you bring your hands to his hair and bring him back to where he left off. with a small chuckle he begins again, bringing his fingers to your clit, rubbing the wetness around - teasing you, before spreading you apart and spitting on it again.

“vernon,” you all but holler “you’re making a mess”. he knows you’re complaining, but he also knows this is exactly how you like it. before you can continue chastising him, he’s bringing his fingers to your entrance and ghosting the opening. with a buck of your hips he slides his two middle fingers in and alternates gently sucking on you and giving you small licks. after feeling you adjust to him, vernon is leaning over your core like a man starved, pumping his fingers into you with vigor and lapping up your juices with frenzy. 

you’re seeing stars as he continues working you closer to your high. “vernon,” you whine in warning. all you see is vernon’s eyes shift up, locking in on your own as he begins sucking you for all you’re worth. you throw your head back and groan out his name.

vernon takes the opportunity to remove his fingers from inside of you and place your thighs on his shoulders, lifting your bottom from the couch you were planted in. with your pussy eye level with his face, vernon dives back in, lapping at you, drinking all of the juices continually spilling from you. gripping his tighter you begin to warn him of your approaching high, there’s a small vibration of acknowledgment against your clit that throws you into a dazing orgasm.

not slowing his pace, vernon continues sucking you through your pleasure and only removes himself from you when your legs start to shake with overstimulation. raising his head from between your legs, he raises a hand from your thigh and wipes some of the mess you made on his mouth bringing it up to his lips to clean it off. “ew,” you say, your head lulled to the side, eyes watching him intensely “so nasty.”

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hiii love ur writing!! if you can, could you write for ot13 or your bias' reaction to their s/o kissing them on a variety show or live broadcast? (+ their relationship is public and accepted hehe) thankyouu!!

hi there angel, i appreciate you so, so much! i’m so sorry this took forever but i hope you like it! 🥺♡︎

scoups: how dare you! he’s meant to be the big, tough leader and now you’ve reduced him to complete mush. he’s staring at you with soft, glowing eyes and a small pout on his lips. he knows there’s no way he can recollect himself enough to bring him back to full leader mode, not with how his cheeks are glowing dark red and everyone mercilessly teasing him 

jeonghan: smug, smug, smug! smirking into the kiss, fingers twitching as he resists the urge to pull you in, deeper. continues to smirk as you return to your seat and get settled back in. makes a show of running his thumb over his bottom lip as he looks in to the camera.

joshua: confused! freezes in place thinking you’re planning to trick him or do something for the show, but when you lean in and kiss him he softens and gives you a kiss back. ears turning red as he pretends to be cool and suave. waving a hand to thank everyone when the studio claps and cheers.

jun: stunned! eyes wide open, mouth puckered and completely frozen to his seat. he was not expecting this from you. his brain is completely fried and will be speaking in stutters and incoherent sentences for the rest of the program.

hoshi: he’s so giddy that you’re kissing him he forgets his current situation. gives you smalls pecks back all while letting out loud giggles. when you’ve had your fill and move away from him he wipes the excess spit from his moth with the back of his hand, feet wiggling the entire time.

wonwoo: doesn’t see it coming. literally. he’s not wearing his glasses so when you move in to kiss him he almost dodges you completely. it’s only when he feels your hands on his head, keeping him in place, does he realize what’s happening. let’s you kiss him as you please and when your finished he just can’t stop grinning

woozi: eyebrows immediately raised in surprise. he’s not overly physically affectionate, especially not publicly so he isn’t sure what to do or say. can’t help but go “oh?” when you release him from the smooch

dk: someone else who starts off confused and then just melts when you give him a soft kiss. a soft giggle leaves his mouth and he’s looking at you like you are his whole world. isn’t able to focus on anything else because he’s too busy staring at you, touching his lips, or quietly giggling to himself. ends up needing your help to complete the show

mingyu: flustered of course. he’s incredibly affectionate so he has no issues with your kiss, but he is incredibly easy to embarrass. ears are red as soon as you move in close to him. constant whispers of shy “why? why? why?”s as you lean in. as soon as you give him a peck he’s kicking his feet back and forth, his entire body fidgeting giddily. continues to hold your hand and be as physically affectionate as possible 

the8: tries to stay calm but isn’t great at keeping a poker face. the minute you plant your lips on him to the time you release him his fingers are fidgeting and he’s trying to contain his happy laughter. 

seungkwan: the theatrics! he will be loud with his surprise. yelling about why would you do that, how he’s utterly embarrassed and now no one is going to take him seriously and also how he loves you and you’re so cute and sweet. cheeks are on fire and he’ll be huffing and puffing erratically for a while because he’s so overwhelmed.

vernon: slow to react, torn between wanting to kiss you back and preserving his idol image. avoiding eye contact with the hosts as he continually nods, pretending to listen to what’s being said to him while trying to process what just happened. 

dino: just happy to be here, honestly. equally parts thrilled that you’re confident enough to embrace him so publicly and embarrassed that you did it in front of his older brothers and everyone watching the program.

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ఇ just a few little thoughts i’ve had on the levels of romanticism from the svts ♡︎

seungcheol, mingyu, wonwoo, jun, dk: romantic but shy

↬ blushes when he grabs your hand, avoids eye contact while saying he loves you, eyes pinched shut when you share kisses, ignores the way you look at him when he plays with your fingers as you talk

seungkwan, dino, joshua: romantic and knows

↬ makes a big deal out of dates, constantly posting about you on socials, needs everyone to know you’re his s/o, smug grin and laughter when you get embarrassed by it, makes a point to send you flowers at work weekly, cooking you dinner on the weekends and asking you how you like it. please validate him, he needs it!

minghao, woozi, jeonghan: effortlessly romantic

↬ taken by surprise when you say he’s done something sweet, small smile and a nod when you thank him for it, automatically holding doors open for you, pulling your chair out at the table, pays for your things without you knowing just bc he loves you and wants you to have it, wiping food from your mouth, pushing hair behind your ears as you eat, walks on the outside of the sidewalk to make sure you’re safe

vernon, hoshi: effortful romantic

↬ tries, he really does. there’s no doubt that he loves you, he just can’t seem to understand your love language as well as he’d like to, but continues to do everything he can to figure it out. burns dinner, buys flowers you’re allergic to, clumsy date planning (they’re usually more fun that way anyway)! picks the busiest night to eat at a specific restaurant, takes you to a date location that is closed for the day, getting caught in the rain on a picnic date

[soonyoungs]

[12:29 am] - cheol

“slow down,” he’s practically begging you “please, sl-slow down or i’m going to bust” his head is thrown back against the headboard. with newfound determination you manage to grind yourself down harder on his hips, pushing him deeper inside. “babe,” he tries warning in a stern voice “i’m serious”. 

a small sigh leaves your lips as you pout, lifting the shirt that is covering where the two of you are connected. bringing your hips to a deep, slow grind you whine. “but baby,” you lull your head to the side, your eyes glazed over in a pleasure filled haze “your cock feels so good”. your head rolls back as you close your eyes and speed up your pace again, while reaching down passed your tummy to give your clit the attention it needed. you let out a loud, straggled groan at the added stimulation. small huffs of seungcheol’s name and strings of cursing fly from your mouth. seungcheol is in awe watching you; he’s never seen you this desperate for pleasure before and he’s becoming addicted to it.

seungcheol is quick to action when you pick up the pace, tightening his grip on your thighs, sticky from the mess you’re making on his lap. as his grip tightens seungcheol forces you to stop all your movements. just when you’re about to protest he braces his feet to the mattress and brings your hips up, lifting you from him, then drops you down as he thrusts up into you, fucking you from below. 

a loud moan leaves your chest as you throw your head back, holding on to his arms, leaving marks as you steady yourself. “‘m gonna cum soon,” seungcheol warns as he sits up straighter and tangles a hand in your hair, tugging your head back to expose your neck. he leans forward enough to leave wet kisses on your pulse points as he drills into you.  

seungcheol is breathing against your neck when you feel yourself begin to let go, “cumming, seungcheol” you pant as he begins to fuck you harder. you’re so desperate for release you can hear his movements within you as much as you feel them, which turns you on even more. before you know it you’re reciting “i’m cumming” as if it were a mantra as you squeeze around seungcheol. you’re gripping his head to steady yourself, actively pushing him deeper into your neck.

“fuck,” seungcheol grunts as your high washes over you and you tighten around his cock. he’s leaving soothing kisses on your neck as your grip on him loosens. seungcheol manages to bring his forehead to yours leaving open mouthed kisses on your lips while you continue to moan out his name. your hips are still grinding down on his lap as you ride out your high and hope that seungcheol is close to his. “almost there baby,” he whispers against your lips “so good for me, angel. just like that, keep moving just like that, you feel so fucking good.” a few more rolls of your hips and mentions of how good he feels and how big he is and he’s a goner. seungcheol’s hips falter as his pace becomes uneven and he’s digging his fingers into your hips to keep you steady. he’s thrown his head back against the headboard again as he cums inside of you, filling you to the brim.

you sit on his lap and wiggle your hips as he comes down, teasing him slightly, only stopping when he says your name in a soft warning. “fine,” you pout “you’re so mean to me… never let me have any fun.” you pretend to be mad, crossing your arms over your chest, huffing it out, jutting your chin and turning your head away from him, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

seungcheol sighs, dragging his hand over his face before rubbing his temples to calm himself down before questioning you, “then what was all of this?”

[soonyoungs]

[5:19 pm] - cheol

it’s been hard. nothing is going your way, everything that can go wrong does and it somehow always ends up being your fault. at least according to your boss. you’ve been going through life in a fog, lately and can’t seem to break out of it. you’re lost in thought when a sudden voice breaks you out of it “what’s that? what’s been hard?”

shit you hadn’t meant to say that aloud. you look up, eyes meeting seungcheol’s confused gaze. “oh you know,” you trail off slowly “just silly work stuff, i guess” you shrug your shoulders, trying to seem nonchalant.

“babe,” it’s his stern voice: the one he uses when he knows he has to gently, and lovingly, pry something from you, “what’s really bothering you?”

you take a deep breath in your nose and exhale slowly through your mouth. “okay,” you pat your palms against your thighs, rubbing them up and down while you slowly gain the courage to become vulnerable “it’s not just silly stuff at work,” you begin. after the initial hump of uncertainty you start to spill your thoughts without hesitation.

seungcheol sits quietly and patiently, waiting for you to finish venting your stress and frustration, gently patting your thigh or intertwining his fingers with yours so you know you’re being heard, without interruption. once you’ve finished you take another deep breath and release it before bowing your head in exhaustion. you hadn’t realized how hard the stress at work had really been weighing on you. tears slowly begin to build on your lash line before spilling over.

“oh no,” seungcheol speaks gently, placing a hand to your head to bring you to his shoulder “honey you’re doing just fine,” his fingers rub soothing circles on your scalp as he tries to calm you “i know it’s been hard, but you’re doing such a good job,” you nod slowly, heartbeat beginning to slow, regulating itself. “if you’re so uncomfortable there we can always look around for new places. places that will value you the way you deserve. or, better yet,” hearing the mischief in his voice you tilt your head up to look at his face “you can just stay home and relax, no need to have a job at all!”

“seungcheol, i cannot just stay home and mooch off of you,” you lay your head back down on his chest and pout “that’s not fair to you.” 

he laughs, nodding slowly. “you’re not upset at the thought of staying home at all are you,” he questions, raising an eyebrow lightheartedly “you just don’t know how you’d spend all your free time or the money on my black card”

you gasp, feigning offense, and hit him on the chest as you start giggling. “cheol!” you chide before placing your head back down against him, nuzzling closer in to his warmth “maybe you’re right”

[soonyoungs]

what about maybe angst/hurt to comfort with mingyu, it could be a really stupid argument they’re both feeling stubborn over & then some cute fluff/smut at the end 🥹🙏🏻

ఇ mingyu and gn!reader

ఇ warnings: smut! alcohol consumption mentioned! not proof read! written while sleepy so i hope it makes sense!

ఇ wc: 1,597 (this was really only supposed to be a short blurb)

ఇ notes: i’m so sorry this took forever! i’ve been so busy with work. i hope this is alright! 💗

[4:33 am]

“you’re drunk,” you say to him, voice monotone “i’m done talking about this until you’ve sobered up and i’ve calmed down”. you close the front door behind him, as he stumbles in. he crosses his arms and juts out a hip in annoyance. if he wasn’t as drunk as he is now you know he’d roll his eyes, but at the moment he can’t even manage that.

he huffs, starting to move passed you and shakes his head “whatever,” he wobbles on unsteady legs, running into the entry wall. you move to help him level himself and in pure, emotional, instinct he pushes your hand away. “ve’got it,” he mumbles, just barely securing his footing and slowly walks by you. bending over to take off your shoes, you sigh at his outburst. hearing you he stops in his tracks, whipping his body back around “got a problem?” he makes his way back to you, softly running into you as he does so.

“no, gyu” you say, slowly “no problem, just tired. let’s talk about this after we’ve gotten some rest, yeah” you straighten your back and pat him on the shoulder “im going to bed, good night”. you stand on your tip-toes and leave a small peck on his cheek, letting your face linger next to his longer than you had meant to. you’re thinking of all the things you want to say, all of the bones you’ve got to pick with him, but before you know it he has his mouth pressed against yours and your back pushed against the front door. a small moan leaves your throat and your eyes widen in surprise, your hands resting on his arms for support.

mingyu lifts his hand to your face, holding it gently in place, as he deepens the kiss. you open your mouth slightly, only allowing him minimal access. in his state of inebriation he is quick to gently nip at your bottom lip warning you before applying more pressure and giving it a good tug before bringing his head back to make eye contact with you. “what were you saying,” he asks as you’re both trying to catch your breath. you honestly can’t even remember what you had been arguing about anymore. was it because mingyu doesn’t know how to turn off the flirtatious charm when he’s speaking to others? was it because he’d had one too many to drink when he told you he’d “only have one”? or was it because you had accepted a drink from a stranger and mingyu made a scene? no matter the reason, all that mattered now was that mingyu finish what he started.

“dunno,” you whisper, reaching up to grab at the hair on the nape of his neck. “not upset anymore,” there’s a mischievous smirk on your lips as you move forward to start where you’d left off. mingyu pushes himself back and picks you up, planning to drag you to your shared bedroom. he’s wobbling around and you’re scared for your life the entire way but, eventually, you make it to your room in one piece.

you’re unceremoniously tossed on to the bed, body bouncing on the mattress a few times at the impact. you’re about to complain when mingyu crawls onto the bed with you, hovering over your body. he sighs before bending his neck, resting his head on your shoulder mumbling something that sounded like an apology. “what,” you cock your head to the side, freeing him from his comfort space so you could hear him clearly.

“sorry i embarrassed you,” he shakes his head, his tresses tickling you as he does so “shouldn’t have made a scene. couldn’t stand to see some weirdo give you something,” you could tell there was more he wanted to say, he’s just struggling to find the words. you stay silent as you allow him time to think and when he’s ready he begins again “was worried about what they gave you too. you took it so easily and didn’t even seem to care, it could’ve been anything in that cup!” he’s not aggressive with his statement but his voice continues to grow louder as he speaks. you finally remember what had you both so heated on your way home. 

mingyu had brought you along to a party with some of his coworkers and left you unattended for a while to mingle. being the unsocial butterfly that you are you stayed close to the bar, so as not to get lost. as you were finishing up your drink someone, uninvited, took the seat next to you and had begun to try and strike up uncomfortable small-talk conversation. when the drink in question had been offered, you readily accepted it, thinking that it might just help you get through this painfully awkward moment. as soon as mingyu saw you accept the strangers drink, and throw it back in one go, he was on his way to you. ready to let this stranger know you weren’t available and to take a hike.

“baby,” you coo, running your fingers through his hair “i’m sorry i worried you. i didn’t mean to, i was just trying to get them to go away” you giggle softly, leaving kisses on his head. mingyu moves and peppers small kisses to your lips as his hands travel down to the hem of his shirt, removing it, separating from you to take it off. mingyu makes quick work of your clothes, tossing it to the floor and leaving you both naked.

mingyu is already rearing to go and he’s  sincerely hoping the alcohol is to blame, otherwise his neediness for you is much more embarrassing than he’d like to admit. you’re not much better than he is, as you’re quick to reach down and take him in your hand, stroking him. he groans as you apply pressure and tease his tip. mingyu sits up and throws his head back, allowing you to do as you please with him. “so good,” he’s whining “baby slow down, i’m already sensitive” he’s scrunching his nose and furrowing his brows in concentration. he knows he won’t last long but he wants to make the most of it, and cumming before he can even touch you is not the move.

mingyu puts his hand on yours, helping you stroke him for a bit before he stops your movements and starts rubbing his cock against you, teasing you in return. you let out a groan at the feeling of him rutting against you. “gyu,” you huff “mingyu, put it in soon, please” you’re borderline begging him. he hums in acknowledgment, but continues moving against you, hoping that you’ll climax once before he’s inside of you. you’re close when mingyu bends down and kisses the side of your neck, then you’re cheek and finally he’s tugging on your earlobe. you can hear him pant against your ear, as he’s struggling to keep his composure as he’s rutting his hips against you faster now. you finally tip over the edge and throw your head back, hips jumping as you become increasingly more sensitive.

“one more,” mingyu asks of you as he finally slides himself inside your warm walls “god please, give me one more?” you’re clawing down his back at the stretch of him and before you can even adjust he’s hitting the spots he knows only he can. “feel so good, i’m gonna cum soon,” he’s practically laying flat against you, lifting his hips and dropping them down to pound himself inside of you. mingyu’s got your head cradled in his hands as he burrows his face in your neck, licking a stripe the entire length of it before moving to kiss you. he’s so close, he can feel it in his gut. separating himself from your lips, he begins panting in your ear again. “gonna cum,” he’s repeating to you, breath tickling your neck.

“i’m so close mingyu, please don’t stop” you’re just as desperate to cum as mingyu is. you’re lifting your hips to help him fuck himself deeper inside of you. mingyu briefly lets go of your head to sling your legs over his arms, moving up your body, bringing them against your chest. mingyu takes hold of your head again, making eye contact as he presses his forehead against yours. he gives you a small peck before fucking you at a rapid pace, again. you arch your back, pressing your chest against his own and allowing him to hit deeper inside of you than before. “close, ‘m so close,” you’re eyes are glazing over in pleasure as mingyu begins to reach his peak. he takes hold of your ankles, moving your legs and stretching you to your limit. mingyu’s thrusts lose their rhythm as he begins chasing his high. he’s hitting you in all the right places, deep and fast. before you can even comprehend it you’re thrown into your own orgasm. you throw your head back and rake your nails down the expanse of his shoulders as you cry out his name. mingyu continues to fuck you through it, as you begin to babble. 

once you’ve both come down from your highs and mingyu has taken care of you, he lays you down, tucks you in and moves to snuggle as you settle down to sleep. “love you gyu, im sorry i made you feel upset. i won’t ever take something from a stranger again,” you pout, giving him a quick peck on the nose before running a finger down his chest, teasingly, “or maybe i will, we’ll see.”

[soonyoungs]

My only question is how did u clutch that user

haha i’ve had it for a while and decided i needed to put it to use ☺️

[soonyoungs]

any thoughts on virgin jun and giving him a blowie for the first time 🫣

ఇ virgin!jun and gn!reader

ఇ warnings: smut! jun is teased a little bit! if anything else needs tagged lmk!

ఇ wc: 625 (i wanted to do bullet points but i hardly see many pieces for jun so this happened!)

ఇ notes: i had many, many thoughts about this and i thought them every day since u sent this in! i hope this meets your standards, lmk if you liked it! mwah! 💗

[2:33 pm]

“slow,” he squeezes his eyes shut, grip on your hair tightening as he swallows thickly “slow down, please,” he’s begging at this point. you’ve only been working him for five minutes but he’s already too sensitive, ready to explode.

you take him out of your mouth and look up at him “you asked for it to be messy and now you’re begging me to slow down,” you tease him, holding him in your hand, stroking slowly “make up your mind, jun, baby,” you stick your tongue out and softly lick at his tip.

he’s never done this before. not just this, but he’s never done anything before. jun isn’t sure how he should feel, how he should act or even how to respond to you. you the person he’s most comfortable with in the world. he’s even entrusted you with his deepest secret. “never felt this good,” he tosses his head back against the couch “never done this before,” he opens one eye to look at you, barely able to focus. 

you giggle at the sweetness in his honest confession before you take him down your throat once, quickly taking him back out. “i know baby, you’re just a sweet virgin,” you pump him in your hand, squeezing the head. you take him in again, this time in earnest. you’re moving slowly this time, making sure to press your tongue against the bottom of his cock tracing any veins you can find, you’ve learned he goes wild when you do that.

“ah,” he grips your head in both hands holding you in place “i’m gonna cum,” jun whines, scrunching up his nose and adjusting his hips. he’s uncomfortable: a million insecurities running through his mind, he knows he’s going to bust too quickly, doesn’t know where you want it, or even if you want it. he’s panting as he tries to form a coherent sentence.

“junnie,” you say his name, voice full of more lust than he’s ever heard. you lean your head over, resting it on his thigh as you continue stroking him. “go ahead and cum. i want the first time you cum to be in my mouth,” you playfully stick out your tongue before moving forward and taking him completely down your throat. you’re moving quickly now, taking him as deep as your throat will allow, suckling the tip as you come up, almost letting him fall out of your mouth before taking him deeply again. anything you can’t get inside you gently squeeze and stroke in rhythm to your mouth.

jun is whining and moaning your name as his hips lift off the couch, thrusting himself deeper into you. “so good,” his voice wavers as he repeats praises “you make me feel so good,” he’s enunciating his words with deep thrusts. abruptly jun stills, spilling himself in your mouth before he can even warn you. “ah, ah.. i’m sorry,” he throws his hand over his face, tips of his ears turning beet red.

you grab his hand and remove it from his face so he can see the spectacle you make of swallowing his cum. as you stick out your tongue to show off what you’d done jun shakes his head and slumps into the cushions of the couch. “you didn’t have to do that,” he juts out his bottom lip and turns his head “just because i’m a virgin doesn’t mean you need to tease me so much.”

a laugh leaves your lips as you rub your hands up and down his thighs “oh jun, baby,” you cock your head to the side, a sly smile spreading over your face “you’re so fun to tease and,” you lean in to whisper in jun’s ear “i’m nowhere near done with you.”

[soonyoungs]

OH MY GOD HI!!! PLEASE THINK ABOUT THIS WITH ME BECAUSE I'M GOING CRAZY: https://x.com/kinulta/status/1758079004891119867?t=gqoiVpFsS-sWDhu2m910jw&s=19

this is SO woozi... he hasn't touched you properly for exactly 2 weeks and you are so so needy... so on a normal day at the studio you go to check it out if he is eating, he simply decides to take a break. he sits with you on the couch, talks a little, until kisses automatically appear. at first, small kisses with smiles on both sides, but everything goes wrong when he puts you on his lap. the pink mouth attacking yours and you can't hold back, letting out a soft moan between the contact. you want him SO MUCH, but you don't force him to do anything or demand anything from him, because you know how busy he is. HOWEVER, he surprises you when he takes out his own cell phone and starts recording a video. you find it strange, but then you understand the real function. he asks you to sit on the floor, so that the camera captures his pretty face well ☝🏻 and his only demand is that you stay quiet. nothing else. like a good girl you obey. you're still so turned on and you only realize how much when he has his fingers in you and his hand over your mouth, working to really keep you still. the little body that hasn't felt this for so many days is overloaded and that's why you cum faster than normal, letting a squeaky, sly noise leave your lips when the orgasm comes... and you think he'll probably finish and go back to work, but once again he surprises you by continuing to play with your sensitive clit and your intimacy, It's SO MUCH, your legs are shaking nonstop and you you can hear the wet noises throughout the studio. you know it’s too much but you still leave him there because you know he probably needed it more than you did and only after the fourth orgasm does he stop, you're exhausted and he hasn't used anything other than his fingers. your mind is blank and you desperately need a hug... he kisses your forehead and fixes your hair, saying that you are a good girl and obeyed him just as he asked. so he stops the recording and whether he'll fuck you afterwards or not... it's up to you, love

please please please please PLEASE

ఇ woozi and gn!reader (mentions of a clit and vagninal insertion!)

ఇ warnings: smut! not proofread! implied squirting maybe? as usual i do not know how to end things so abrupt ending :(

ఇ wc: 2,052

ఇ notes: baby you basically wrote this yourself!! i hope this is okay and im so sorry it’s taken me forever to get it out! ♡︎

weeks. it had been weeks since you last properly saw him, let alone touched him. it was becoming a problem, a very difficult and needy problem. however you had come to the conclusion that you can’t be too upset with him, as your job has kept you away from home just as much as his.

it wasn’t until you had a day off that you had reached your breaking point. you had to see him, today. sitting on your couch all day just waiting for the hours to tick by so you could catch a glimpse of your lover. it was around 7:00 pm when you had given in to your curiosities and decided to go see him yourself. 

throwing on a hoodie you grab your essentials and order a taxi. anxiety and anticipation rumble in your tummy, almost bubbling over, along the way. questions bouncing all over your brain. has he been eating? does he rest properly? as you continue thinking the worst your taxi pulls up beside an all too familiar building. you jump out, tip the driver and make your way upstairs, muscle memory taking over.

once you get to where you need to be you hesitantly knock on the door before opening it, briefly exposing his studio to the outside world. “hello,” you call out, softly, only to make your presence known “is anyone here?”

you can hear the sound of keys clacking as you move farther into the room. once you’ve made it far enough in you shyly clear your throat, trying to get his attention, again. this time he reacts to you, jumping slightly before turning his neck to see how has interrupted his brainstorming. “oh,” he exclaims “babe, what are you doing here?” he’s not able to hide his excitement as his smile grows wide on his face.

he moves over to you and embraces you tightly. “is this mine,” he asks tugging at the hem of the hoodie you’re wearing. you laugh and nod, mumbling something about how it smells like him and whatnot. the sound of your laugh gets his heart racing and has the tips of his ears burning red at record speed. he’s missed you, that much you can clearly tell.

you lean in to his touch, nuzzling your head into his neck, leaving small pecks. “missed you. missed you a lot, ji” you sigh, finally letting your body relax against his. he hums as he rubs your back. after standing in the middle of his studio for a solid five minutes, muttering “missed you”’s and “i love you”’s to one another, woozi takes your hand and leads you to the couch he has, off to the side, for late nights. 

once he’s sat on the cushions he pulls you down, onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you in place. he’s rocking you back and forth as you both catch up on the activities and work that’s kept you from each other. “it sucks,” you pout “hate that you’re so good at what you do. it keeps you away from home too much”. he knows you only mildly mean it, knows you’re just being needy and pouty so he lets it go.

you sigh and lean back in to him as he begins to rub soothing circles on your hips, before tapping his fingers to create a beat in his mind. you turn your head into his neck and leave small kisses there, trying to divert his attention away from work and back to you. “ji,” you voice comes out breathy, needy “missed you,” you say it again, batting your eyelashes at him, hoping he catches on this time. he laughs at your failed attempt at nonchalance before adjusting the both of you, so he can plant kisses on your face, your nose, your eyes, your ears, your neck, anywhere he’s able to reach.

woozi lifts your chin and leans in to give you a soft kiss on your lips. you sigh into the kiss, reaching up to run your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck, gently massaging his scalp. after a few minutes of soft kisses and taking small breathers, woozi leans in to give you a deep, longing, kiss. catching you off guard, you let out a small moan and let your hips lift off of his lap a little, signaling that your neediness is almost to the point of uncontrollable. woozi smiles into the kiss and deepens it even further. “be good for me,” he nips at your bottom lip “okay, baby?”

you nod frantically, waiting for instruction. woozi moves you to his side, placing you on the couch directly. you begin to pout before realizing woozi has gotten up and placed his phone on the counter in front of you, making sure it’s able to capture the couch and anything that might happen there. he looks at you, raising an eyebrow in a silent question. you nod before opening your mouth “yes, it’s okay, want it”. you weren’t quite sure what it was, but you’re hoping to find out soon.

woozi makes his way back to the couch, and you. sitting himself back in the spot he had vacated earlier, he motions for you to place yourself back on his lap. you quickly do as instructed. as you take your seat, you can feel the beginning of his excitement starting to grow. once nestled back in his lap you begin to move your hips slowly, looking back to see his reaction. woozi has his head tilted back, neck pressed against the head rest of the couch. he slowly lifts his head, bringing his hands to your hips to halt your movements. “said you’d be good, remember,” he questions, cocking an eyebrow. you let out a small “yes” before facing forward. “good baby,” he mutters, leaning forward to kiss your neck “now, i need you to be so quiet, okay”.  he’s bringing his hands down to the hem of the hoodie you’re wearing and dragging his fingers up the length of your thigh, all the way to your panties. your breath catches in your throat, it’s been weeks without his touch and the gentle way he’s handling you now is driving you insane. the slow pace that he’s going causes your frustrated hips to push up, wanting to force him into applying pressure, but he’s not ready for that yet.

removing his hand from your panties, woozi moves to remove your hoodie, leaving you only in your undies. the cool air in the studio creates chills all over your skin and you arch your back at the feeling. woozi puts his hand back where it had originally been, against your core. he can feel the heat through the thin fabric of you panties. “needy, huh” he asks, knowing damn well he was just as needy as you. “yes, ji” you confirm “i’m so needy for you. i’ve missed you so much, it’s been hell without you there to take care of me.”

woozi nods in agreement, it’s been hell for him without you too, but now’s not the time to discuss that. he pushes the center of your panties to the side, sliding his fingers through your warm slick. you sigh and throw your head back against his shoulder, reaching down to steady yourself against his wrist. “feel good,” he questions, lips pressed against the side of your head in a small kiss. you nod, letting out a whiny “uh-huh”. he continues to softly get his finger wet, teasing you along the way.

once he’s deemed his fingers wet enough he inserts two at once, scissoring them in order to give you a good stretch. you bite your lip, remembering your vow of silence. your breaths come out in heavy puffs as you try not to moan. he continues to stretch you for just a bit longer before he’s inserting another finger and moving at a slightly faster pace. his fingers hit deep inside you and do wonders to fill you to the brim. your chest is heaving at your nearing climax. woozi knows you’re close by the small squeaking noises you’re making. he moves his fingers faster, adjusting his wrist so his fingers hit the deepest part inside of you, knowing it drives you mad. your back is arching off of his chest as he catapults you into your orgasm. “so good baby,” he’s whispering “so hot, want you to cum just like this. cum all over my fingers baby,” and at his command you do such. your eyes roll back and your mouth is open in a silent scream as woozi continues to move his fingers inside of you, helping you to ride out your high. 

your body is so exhausted the it slumps against woozi, sliding down on to the ground in front of the couch. realizing he isn’t finished with you, woozi leans forward spreading your knees baring them to his phone, who’s camera is still recording. you bend your neck to look up at him. he leans down, giving you a kiss before reaching down to slide your panties off of you completely. once he’s removed the garment he places a finger against your core, teasing your clit. you groan and toss your head back, resting against his knee. “quiet baby,” he warns, placing his free hand over your mouth. the fingers on his other hand begin rubbing harsher circles against you. he continues alternating between gentle and harsh touches before he inserts them again. it doesn’t take much for you to be launched into your second and third consecutive orgasms. 

he removes his hand from your core and places his fingers in his mouth, tasting you. his other hand has moved from you mouth to your head, petting you softly as you pant. woozi removes his fingers from his mouth and holds your chin so he can make eye contact with you. “one more baby, okay,” he asks gently, knowing it’s been a while since you’ve been intimate with one another. you lazily nod your head and lean your cheek against his thigh, turning every once and a while to leave a kiss or love bite.

woozi reaches down again, this time without restraint. he knows that if it’s going to be the last time you cum tonight he will make it the best. he’s moving his fingers at lightning speed, eliciting loud groans and whines from you. as he previously did before, he reaches his other hand up to your mouth, only this time pushing his two middle fingers in your mouth and down your throat. the fingers on your clit continue moving faster and harder throwing you to the brink of orgasm in seconds. your back is arched to a point that worries woozi, but he doesn’t dare stop. the wet, squelching sounds that are coming from you would normally embarrass you, but you feel like you’re experiencing everything out of body at the moment. tears and drool are running down your face as your pleasure reaches an almost fever pitch. woozi finally feels he needs to show you some mercy and pinches your clit in between his rubs.

your eyes cross one last time, as you are thrashing against woozi’s body. your thighs are shaking so violently you are certain you won’t be able to use them for days. a heat forms in your gut as you approach your climax and when it hits you see white, tossing your head back, the fingers in your mouth do little to muffle your screams and cries. woozi’s fingers continue to work at your core, gently swiping your clit every so often, making sure to rub the clear slick, pouring out of you, everywhere he can. 

once you’ve gotten through your high, woozi kisses your head, pets your sides and rocks you back and forth “you did so good,” he whispers in your ear. “i’m so proud of you, what a good baby,” he kisses your eyes and your nose before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips. you moan into the kiss and look up at him, a mischievous glint in your eye. “ji,” you whimper, letting him know you’re not finished. “i know baby,” he smiles “i’m not done either,”

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[7:37 pm] - gyu

“so pretty,” it’s barely above a whisper, you hardly even catch it. you stop your movements to turn your head from your vanity mirror humming in question. mingyu’s ears flush a deep burgundy before he turns his head the to side and scratches his neck, embarrassed that he was caught. “i said,” he begins, speaking louder than intended, he clears his throat before continuing this time softer “you’re so pretty”. 

this time it’s your turn to feel the heat rise to your cheeks. “oh,” you turn your eyes down, looking at your lap “thanks gyu” you chuckle awkwardly.

your relationship with mingyu isn’t a new one, in fact you’ve been together for years and known each other even longer. you just can’t seem to get over the shyness that creeps up whenever he compliments you. was it the way his eyes grow large when you catch him staring? or the way he moves to brush his hair behind his ear, regardless of its length, when he’s gathering the courage to say what he’s thinking? how about the way he grabs your hands and fidgets with your fingers, looking down at them, to distract himself? could it possibly be the way he beams at your reaction to him, as if he’s said the worlds most absurd thing? you honestly couldn’t tell, but whatever it was it had your heart melting every time.

mingyu walks up behind you placing a hand on your head, pulling you from your thoughts. sliding his fingers through your hair he begins petting you, soft smile on his face. “can i watch you,” he asks timidly. you nod your head, expecting him to go back to his spot at the end of your shared bed but instead he stays put, watching you intently from behind. 

 mingyu continues playing with your hair as you finish the routine he interrupted, briefly asking questions about things you were putting on your face and the process you had.

once all was said and done your finishing spray was nice and dry and you’re ready to face the day. you do a quick once over in the mirror before turning to look up at mingyu “what do you think? does it look okay,” you ask, expecting a simple answer. mingyu’s eyes widen and he quickly brings his hand up to his neck, rubbing furiously. he nods before whispering a soft “pretty”.  you smile and thank him before standing, reaching out to grab the belongings you planned to bring out with you before heading to the front door. mingyu takes your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk out of your home and into the outside world, mumbling a bashful “with or without make up, you’re beautiful.”

[soonyoungs]

i’m so sorry i haven’t been active in the last couple of days, i’ve been moving and it’s been a total nightmare! i will get to everyone’s requests as soon as i can 🥹🩷