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[hotmaskedsolider]

can u do a jun-ho x fem reader where you ride his face and he loves it? :))

A Seat Made for You

Requested?: yes

Ship: jun-ho x fem!reader

Warnings: oral/face sitting (fem receiving), mentions of boners, dirty talk, jun-ho cums in his boxers-

This is gonna be like a drabble/porn without plot idk what to classify it

“Come on, Princess, please,”Jun-ho begged for the thousandth time tonight.

“Why do you want me to do bad, weirdo?”you teased, Jun-ho’s hands lovingly caressing your bare thighs. You were sat pretty on top of him; legs on either side of his hips while he laid flat, staring up at you.

“You never have before and I know you’re dying to,”he listed; rubbing his thumbs slowly. “Plus, I could cum just from seeing you on top of me.”

You pursed your lips; pretending to be in thought before letting out an exaggerated sigh. “I guess I could.” Jun-ho eagerly started to yank down your underwear, making you giggle. “Hold on, lemme get up to do that.” His excitement was cute, especially after he’d been begging and pleading for almost twenty minutes; saying whatever dirty things he knew would get you going. It was very entertaining.

You hopped of off him; pulling your damp underwear down slowly, making him groan. “Come on, I wanna taste you,”he rolled his eyes as he was growing impatient, the anticipation was killing him. He smiled widely up at you while you crawled back on the bed; closer to his head this time.

“What if I smother you or something?”you asked, concerned and he helped you get into position. You were mere inches away from beginning fully on his face; his hands wrapping around your thighs, massaging the flesh between his fingers.

“I’ll die a happy man,”he chuckled.

“Oh whatever, I’m being serious,”you squealed as he pinched your thigh; a blush spreading across your face.

“I am too, I’ll be fine, pretty girl. Don’t worry about me, I wanna make you feel good,”he cooed; blowing air on your slick, making you shiver at the cool sensation. “Whenever you’re ready.” He looked like this was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, eyes lighting up.

You drew your lip between your teeth as you lowered yourself easily onto his face. His nose brushed your clit, making you shudder from already being sensitive. Jun-ho licked a slow stripe from your dripping hole to your clit; eyes fluttering. He always got pussy drunk off of you and this was twenty times worse.

You gave him a few grinds against his tongue before he tapped your ass gently. You immediately lifted yourself away from him. “Lemme take care of you, baby. I’ll move you when I need you to.” He gently pulled you down back onto his face, keep his hands on you as he began to lick away at you again.

Jun-ho sucked on your clit before starting to move you; making you grind against his face again. He swore up and down you were the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted, in pure bliss as you were above him. As his tongue flicked and swirled your clit, and even prodded at your entrance, he could feel his boxers starting to get tighter.

“Jun-ho,”you whined breathlessly, helplessly bucking your hips despite his earlier comments. He’d always been skilled with his tongue, each licking leaving you wanting more, everytime without fail. “Feels so good.”

The stimulation he was giving you never ceased, his tongue speeding up in fact and like he always did when he was between your thighs; he sloppily started writing the alphabet with his tongue. He’d thought it was silly at first; but, he started to keep a mental note of how far he could get each time, betting himself he could make you cum sooner.

With the flesh between his fingers, he could feel your thighs starting to tremble. Your hands gripped the headboard for leverage as you bucked against Jun-ho’s tight hold. He hummed against you, your mouth falling into an ‘o’ shape as you were edging closer to your impending orgasm.

“Jun-ho,”you moaned as your nails dug into the wood you were gripped onto, knuckles turning white. You cried out as you came undone on his face, Jun-ho letting out a moan of his own against your cunt; dick twitching behind his boxers as he painted them white.

Shakily, you pulled yourself off of him once you began to calm down. Jun-ho looked at you, chin glistening as he licked his lips to taste you again. “Satisfied?”you giggled breathlessly; noticing the wet spot on his grey underwear.

“Oh yeah…we’re doing that again, saddle up, Princess,”he urged; brushing his hair out of his face, looking at you excitedly.

Okay I really like this though cause it’s kinda open ended

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[kitten4sannie]

𝖀𝖓𝖍𝖔𝖑ұ 𝕹𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

Priest! San x Afab! Reader

Genre: absolute debauchery 

Summary: You visit your local catholic church, in hopes of cleansing yourself of your sins, only to commit more. A lot more. 

W.C: 3.9k

Warnings: switch! San, switch! reader, seduction, masterbation, exhibitionism, filthy dialogue, oral (giving), praise kink, cum swapping, grinding, spit play, name calling, degradation, unprotected sex, squirting, dumbification 

Author's Note: Ahhh, it’s finally my favorite time of year! (🎵fiNaLLy nOw, iT’s mY tImE🎵) That means it’s time to unleash all kinds of depravity onto all of you 😋 This is so filthy, like I have absolutely no excuse for this 🤭 Also, why did this heal some of my religious trauma?? ajsjshgsshk 

Enjoy, you sinners 🖤

P.S: I’ll be uploading my next (kinda) spooky fic on Oct 17th ✨ 

Song Rec: Devour by Mr. Kitty, I Wanna Be Your Slave by Maneskin (i chose this song simply because of the lyrics “I wanna be your sinner, wanna be a preacher” 😩🤌🏼) 

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You got out of your car, immediately feeling a cold breeze rush past you, sending some of your hair into your face. After moving a few loose strands of hair that were obstructing your vision, your eyes focused on the large, somewhat intimidating cathedral that was towering over you. You sighed heavily, shutting your car door.

This was your last resort; you didn’t have any clue what to do with yourself if this didn’t work out in your favor. You couldn’t stand it anymore; the constant thirst you felt inside was slowly eating away at your sanity. You were incredibly desperate at this point, willing to do anything and everything to unbind yourself from your affliction. 

After going up the small flight of stairs that led to the unusually opulent doors of the cathedral, you slowly pushed on one of them, hearing it creak loudly, making you wonder how old the building was. You poked your head in, not seeing anyone around, which made you hesitate, but you pressed on. 

Once inside, you surveyed the church, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. There were rows and rows of empty pews, all leading up to an impressive-looking altar, which was littered with white candles, all in various sizes, their flickering flames illuminating the otherwise dark interior. 

“Hello?” you called out in a somewhat reserved tone, hearing your voice echo throughout the large building. 

“Ah, I wasn’t expecting any visitors this late.”

You quickly turned your head to the side to see where the soft, yet unmistakably masculine voice was coming from. A youthful-looking man with oddly striking features, stark black hair, and a warm smile came into view. You assumed he was the priest, taking note of the all-black clerical clothing he had on. 

You were about to speak, but your words were trapped inside your throat. His undeniable charm and grace had caught you off-guard, as well as his unintentional sex appeal. In your head, you had expected the priest to be some old man with a bald patch, not someone who was devilishly handsome. This unexpected turn of events certainly did not help quell the formidable amount of lust that was bubbling up inside of you. If anything, it was just fuel to the already-raging fire. 

“I…um…wanted to see if you could help me with something I’ve been struggling with,” you replied in a hushed tone, taking a few slow steps in the man’s direction, swallowing nervously. 

San nodded his head in an understanding manner, motioning to the confessional behind him. He slid open one side of it, saying, “If you wish to confess your sins first, then you may. It’s up to you, but allowing me to hear them might alleviate some of your guilt. It would also make it easier for me to help you.”  

You followed after him and slid open the opposite side of the confessional, taking a step inside and sitting down on the cold wood seat below you. You felt goosebumps begin to form on your bare thighs, prompting you to move your hands past your skirt and onto your legs, rubbing them slowly, as a way to get rid of the sensation. 

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” you murmured in a shaky voice, feeling a few drops of sweat begin to cascade down your temples and along the curve of your neck. 

“Go on, my child. Confess, so that you may be forgiven.” San leaned his back against the thin wood panel behind him, in order to get more comfortable, his hands resting on his upper thighs. 

You inhaled and exhaled a few times, unable to escape the constant stream of debauchery that went through your head, which was persistently egging you on to do something that you might regret. 

“So…I…um…can’t seem to stop thinking about sex, no matter what I do. I…constantly fantasize about the things I want to do to myself and to other people…even complete strangers,” you started, your fingers gripping the sides of your upper thighs. “Day and night, it’s the same thing. Even when I give in and indulge myself, whether on my own or with others, it…never seems to be enough.”

San shifted uncomfortably in the section next to you, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he remained quiet, letting you continue. 

“And when I…when I’m getting fucked or when I fuck myself…I feel such intense pleasure, like it’s so overwhelming…I almost feel like I’m going to lose my mind…” you admitted in an impudent manner, exhaling some air out of your nose. 

San was at a loss for words, never having encountered something quite like this before. 

You bit back a moan, seemingly turned on from revealing your dirty secret to the innocent priest who was sitting just a few inches away from you. You rested your head back against the wood behind you, suddenly feeling like your insides were going to melt.

“Please, Father…I can’t take it anymore…” you whimpered, your heart racing inside your tightening chest. You wiped away some perspiration that was starting to form on your face, taking note of how incredibly hot your skin had felt. 

San heard how hard you were starting to breathe, prompting him to sit up straight, his eyes focusing on the divider between you, so that he could try to get a better look at what was going on with you. 

Your hazy eyes flickered in his direction, causing him to be a bit startled. “I’m burning up inside..it feels like…I’m on fire,” you revealed in a shaky tone, as you precipitously pulled yourself to the edge of the seat and leaned up against the somewhat see-through section of the confessional, looking directly into the priest’s wide eyes.

“I…um…” San blinked back at you, feeling a bit of sweat begin to trickle down the side of his forehead, still unsure of how he should react or what he should say, unknowingly encouraging you to do something bold. 

You exhaled slowly, bringing your trembling fingers up to your chest, gingerly undoing each button of your dress shirt, before letting the thin material slip down off your shoulders, your bare breasts now fully visible and pressing up against the divider. “Please help me…”

San swallowed harshly, suddenly feeling suffocated by his constricting garbs. “I-I…can’t. My child, you…are simply too overcome by your sins. You need to pray to the lord to give you the strength…t-to combat these impure thoughts of yours,” he responded fragilely, feeling his heart begin to race and his pants becoming unbearably tight. 

You whined softly, your fingers already finding their way underneath your skirt, making contact with your bare pussy, rubbing them slowly up and down your wet slit, making sure not to ignore your swollen clit. 

“Please, Father. Only you can take this sin away from me.” You gazed into his eyes, tongue poking out of your mouth and dragging across your bottom lip, just as your two fingers disappeared inside you. “I’m begging you…I’ll even get down on my knees…if you want me to.”

San felt like he was one losing his mind now; it was almost like Lucifer himself had visited him in the form of an incredibly seductive woman, desperate to undo all of the hard work and dedication he had put in throughout the years, in order to reach his spiritual enlightenment. 

“M-my child…I…I can only do my best to help you, but I can’t promise that I can cure this…ailment of yours,” he replied, evidently giving into his sinful nature, and in turn, being completely overcome with all of the lust he had consistently ignored for years. 

You let out a strangled moan upon hearing San’s words, pumping your fingers into your hole so quickly, that he could clearly hear how wet you were. “Father, tell me what-aaah-to do now,” you requested, breathing heavily against the divider. 

San inhaled sharply, reaching out to slide open the panel on his side and motioning for you to join him with his other hand. “Come,” was all he said, his eyes glossy and his mind clouded with desire. 

Mistaking his order for you to join him for another version of the word, you curled your fingers inside you and let out a cry of pure pleasure, cumming right then and there. “Ffffuck…!” 

San watched you with half-lidded eyes, his lips parted ever so slightly, thoroughly hypnotized by your bewitching aura and complete lack of shame. “I-I meant come over here…” he informed you, a deep blush present on his cheeks. 

Once you had realized your mistake, you pulled yourself out of the booth, standing outside of the confessional on his side, waiting for further direction. You smiled to yourself, almost unable to believe that you had gotten your way, which only served to turn you on more. At this point, your arousal was so prominent, it was already dripping down your inner thighs and onto the pristine floor, but you didn’t care. You only had one thing on your mind, just like every other day of the week.

San‘s lust-filled gaze slowly traveled up your body, as he squeezed his thighs tightly, no longer thinking with his brain, but with his cock. 

“Kneel.”

Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip so hard, you almost broke the skin. “Yes, Father,” you answered, your voice barely above a whisper. After stepping into San’s side on the confessional, you obediently lowered yourself down onto the floor before him, resting your hands on your bruised knees. 

“What will quell this fire within you, my child?” the priest  questioned, one of his eyebrows raised slightly. 

Your eyes immediately darted to the obvious bulge that was jutting out against the thin black material of San’s robe. As your lips formed into a lewd smile, you reached down and began to unbutton his robe from the bottom and slowly worked your way up.

“I think it might help if I suck your cock…just this once, Father,” you uttered breathlessly, feeling more and more arousal pool within your core, simply from observing San’s flushed face and submissive demeanor.

He nodded his head weakly, drawing in a sharp breath, when you suddenly pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, causing his long veiny cock to spring out against his lower abdomen. 

You were shamelessly drooling at this point, unable to contain yourself in the slightest. Who could blame you, though? This was the most depraved situation you had ever involved yourself in, so it was only natural that you’d be in such a whorish state. 

“You have such a pretty cock, Father,” you praised, wrapping your warm fingers around the base of his erection and leaning down, in order to lazily drag your tongue from the very bottom of his length up to the tip.

“A-aah…” San bit his lip, watching intently as you began to give gentle kisses to his reddened cockhead, shivering when you sucked it into your mouth like it was a popsicle, and almost losing his sanity when you repeated this action, while your tongue moved around it in a circular motion, until you fully allowed him into your mouth. “O-oh my god…”

You bobbed your head, taking a good portion of his length into your mouth and throat with ease, sucking him off like your life had depended on it, which it did, in a way. “Mm…mmnnn…mm-hmmm…” you moaned onto San’s cock, looking up at him with pleading eyes, desperate to hear that you were pleasing him. 

San slipped his fingers into your hair, stroking it in a gentle manner, as he completely and utterly unraveled before your eyes. “Nnngh…that…feels…so goood…” he whined softly, groaning each time he felt his dick twitch and pulse inside your warm mouth. “Please, don’t stop…”

You hummed from hearing his praise, as you proceeded to wrap both of your hands around the part of his cock that you couldn’t reach with your mouth, pumping them steadily. The excessive amount of drool in your mouth served only to make wet, sinful sounds that could be heard clearly in the otherwise silent building. 

San was a whiny, moaning mess at this point, due to the constant influx of pleasure you were so graciously providing him. The unholy sight of you worshiping his cock didn’t help in the slightest, instead encouraging him to delve into a deeper state of pure salaciousness that he wasn’t completely sure he could pull himself out of.

“I-I think I’m gonna…!” the priest gasped, tossing his head back against the wood panel, his hands suddenly reaching out to press onto both sides of the confessional, out of pure desperation. “Oh, goddd!” 

Long, hot spurts of cum poured out of San’s cock, filling up your mouth and throat completely, causing your eyes to roll back into your skull. You swallowed and swallowed, but he still wasn’t done cumming, due to never relieving himself even once. 

San’s thighs trembled, his chest rising and falling at a rapid rate, his sweaty hands still holding either side of the confessional. “I-I…I can’t…it’s…aaah…too much…” he breathed out, a few tears falling from his watery eyes. 

Once you had a tummy full of cum, you stood up and slowly sat down on San’s lap, your cheeks still filled with the white sticky substance that he pumped your mouth full of. 

San’s hands slipped down the walls of the confessional and instinctively settled on your hips, while he looked up at you like you were his new god. “You…where…where did you even come from?” he asked, studying your features. 

Not giving him an answer, you grabbed his face in your hands and brought him into an open-mouthed kiss, your body pressing up against his. 

“Mmmn..!“ San reacted instinctively, feeling a large amount of his slightly bitter release get pushed into his mouth by your tongue. 

You tilted your head to the side, deepening the kiss and exploring his mouth thoroughly, feeling more wetness leak out of you, just as you heard San begin to swallow his own cum. You eventually pulled away from him when you felt that he had enough, giggling softly when you saw his fucked-out expression. 

“Oh, you like that, huh? You like guzzling down your own cum like some kind of slut?” you taunted, sliding your thumb across his spit and cum-covered lips, before popping it into your mouth to clean it. “You’re pretty fucking filthy for a priest.” 

San whined at your words, unable to deny your statement. He had previously believed that he was better than the rest of society, since he was able to ignore his sexual urges through sheer power of will and constant discipline, but now…now he was cursing himself for waiting so long to do something as pleasurable as this. 

“Just be quiet now and let me have my way with you…” San muttered, his eyes darkening with rampant lust, the submissive nature he had exuded just moments ago now being replaced with something he didn’t even know he had in him. 

You chuckled, finding San’s change in tune adorable at first, just before he began rolling his hips in a rhythmic motion, his cock rubbing deliciously against your folds and clit. 

“O-oh, wow…” you reacted, realizing how serious he actually was. You let out a small gasp when San’s mouth suddenly latched onto one of your breasts. 

San sucked on it in a desperate manner, then used his teeth to pull at your nipple roughly, drawing a moan from your lips. He chuckled darkly against your skin, before swapping one breast for the other, slurping on it messily, his cock still rubbing against you at a steady pace. Spit dripped down his chin, but he didn’t care. He was completely gone at this point, and it was all because of you. 

You arched your back, barely able to handle the way he was pleasuring you with both his mouth and his cock, despite him not even being inside you yet. In all honesty, it was driving you crazy; you needed him inside you, or else you might actually lose your mind. 

 “Just fuck me already!” you abruptly blurted out, grabbing his shoulders tightly and shaking them a bit, trying to gain his attention. 

San pulled away from your spit-covered breasts with a small ‘pop’, his fingers digging into your hips so firmly, it made you wince from the pain.

“What’s the magic word, whore?” 

Your breath got caught in your throat, upon hearing his words. You couldn’t even believe you were dealing with the same man; it was like he was a completely different person. His once gentle gaze was replaced with something that could only be described as wicked; perhaps he had been possessed by a demon. How else could you explain such a sudden switch in character? 

San suddenly grabbed you by the jaw and forced it down, so that your faces were only a few centimeters apart, growling, “I won’t fuck you, until you say please, you cock-loving slut.”  

“P-please…please fuck me,” you murmured, almost ready to cum from his words and actions alone. This was the best possible outcome of the unusual situation you were in; maybe God was real, after all. “Please, Father…Fuck me like the whore I am. I need it…so bad…” 

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“Cumming for the third time already? You really are nothing but a slave for cock, huh?” San’s face was buried in your neck, his lips ghosting along your skin, his hips snapping up into yours at an unrelenting pace. “Or is it just my cock that drives you crazy?” 

Your brain felt fuzzy and clouded, barely allowing you to understand what San was saying to you; all you could focus on was the mind-breaking amount of pleasure that was radiating from your lower half and coursing throughout your entire body. 

San’s fingers sunk into both sides of your ass, squeezing it roughly, as he continued to plunge himself into you as deep as he possibly could. “Come on, stay with me, baby. Don’t be fading away now. You got what you wanted, now tell me how much you love it,” he huffed, using one hand to grab you by the jaw once again, looking directly into your barely-open eyes. 

“I-it feels so fucking good, Father!” you whined, parting your lips obediently just as San slid his thumb into your mouth. 

“Good girl.” 

San held one side of your face, his thumb still inside your mouth, thrusting wildly into you, until you both had reached your highs at the same time. He slowed down his movements significantly, but didn’t stop completely, shivering when he felt your combined essence drip down to the base of his cock and onto the wood flooring below.

You pulled your mouth off of his thumb and slumped forward in his arms, panting heavily. “Fuck…” was all you could say, as your eyes fluttered shut. 

“Don’t be falling asleep now, my pretty little cockslut. I’m not done with you yet,” San informed you, as he held your thighs sturdily and stood up, carrying you out of the confessional and sitting down on one of the pews with you still in his lap, his cock still inside you. 

You blinked down at San with wide eyes, unable to believe how much stamina he had possessed, not that you were complaining. This was what you wanted, after all. 

San’s hands suddenly dropped from your legs, his dark eyes studying yours, as his body lowered down a bit against the wooden seat.

 “I want to watch you ride my cock. Can you be a good little whore and do that for me?” 

You nodded your head enthusiastically, calmly resting your hands on San’s shoulders, before abruptly slamming your hips down into his at a desperate speed right out of the gate. You lowered your chin, drinking in all of the man’s pleasured facial expressions. 

“Jesus Christ…!” San gripped the edge of the seat, his nails digging into the wood, unable to hold back his moans. His cock throbbed persistently against your tight inner walls, prompting him to do his best not to cum too quickly. 

You leaned down and held San’s warm face in your hands, looking deep into his eyes. “Is it good, Father? Does it feel good?” you asked in an airy tone, bouncing on his cock with reckless abandon, your lips just barely brushing over his.

“Y-yes, it-haaah-feels amazing…Now, come here,” he huffed, suddenly holding your face as well and pulling you into an open-mouthed kiss, his tongue immediately exploring every inch of your mouth. Once San had his fill, he pushed your face away, your lips still connected by a few strings of saliva. 

You were on the edge of orgasming once again, desperate to reach it, your sanity almost completely gone at this point in time. “Fill…Fill me up with your salvation, Father…I need it, please…give it to me…!” you begged, holding tightly onto San, your sweat-covered body pressing against his. 

“Oh, my goddd…” San groaned out, his dark eyes boring into yours, before growling, “Ask and you shall receive, you filthy fucking whore!”

San suddenly gripped your ass tightly in his hands, bucking his hips up into yours, fucking you as deep and hard as he possibly could, drawing loud, broken moans from your lips, as well as causing you to squirt all over his cock. His movements started becoming sloppy and desperate, his thighs trembling slightly against yours. 

“I’m- Fuck…!” San tossed his head back against the pew, as he pumped you full of his cum for the second time, filling your pussy up to the brim, just as you had begged for. “Jesus fucking Christ, this tight little cunt of yours is milking me dry…” he exhaled, moving forward to rest his head on your shoulder, holding you in place, cum still being forced out of his cock in slow spurts, due to all the years he went without a single release.

You were delirious, to say the least, unable to form a single coherent thought. “Fa…ther…” you murmured out, voice barely above a whisper. Holding onto San with a death grip, you looked up, completely enamored with the way the light of the moon shone through the mosaic glass behind the altar. Overcome with pleasure and borderline psychosis, you blinked a few tears away, swearing you saw God herself.

San remained quiet for quite a while, just focusing on his breathing, while coming down from his high and coming to terms with the choices he had made.

You pulled back slightly, so that you could caress the panting priest’s face, looking at him with sparkling eyes. “You…cured me, Father…The burning I felt inside…it’s gone. All I feel is…love…” you informed San, giving him a genuine smile, before pressing your lips onto his cheek, as a thank you.

San looked at you with tired, bloodshot eyes, feeling both incredibly satisfied and guilty at the same time. He sighed softly, wiping some sweat from his brow. 

“I’m glad I could be of assistance.”

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[tbzdormslut]

[8:00pm] You couldn't get over how cute Younghoon looked, sitting pretty between your legs, his back to your chest and your chin resting on his shoulder. You watched him in the large mirror across from the bed, smirking at the way he was too shy to look at his reflection. Your hand stroked his cock slowly, earning soft moans. "What's wrong, pretty boy?" You asked, kissing a line up his neck, "You don't want to see yourself looking so fucked out?" He moans in response, body twitching when you circle your thumb around the sensitive head of his cock. "If you watch yourself like a good boy, I promise I'll let you cum." You coo, nipping at his soft skin. He whined, shyly looking at the two of you in the mirror. You smirked, speeding up your hand to jerk him off just how you knew he liked it. "Just like this, baby? That's how you like it?" You teased, moving your other hand to rub over his nipple. "Y-yes!" He gasped, his hips bucking into your hand, "Feels so fucking good..." You loved how intently he was watching you in the mirror, his hips fucking up into your hand as he got closer to coming undone. "Please..." He moaned, his voice a higher and more desperate pitch, "Please let me cum." You giggle, sinking your teeth into his shoulder just to hear him cry out. He doesn't wait for permission to cum, the visual of himself along with your actions are too much. His release spills over your fingers, his body shaking in your arms as he pants about how good it feels, his head thrown back against your shoulder but his eyes still focused on you in the mirror. "Such a pretty boy." You praise, locking eyes with him. He whimpers when you start to stroke his cock again, his body jerking from how sensitive it is. You can't even get any taunting words out before he's speaking. "Please make me cum again." He asks, voice fucked out and pleading, "Please, I want to watch you make me cum for you again." You smile at him sweetly, tightening your grip around his length, "Of course, baby boy. Anything for you."

[writeformesinpie]

Steel Rain

Junho x Reader 

Summary - 

It’s 3am and someone’s in your garage. Armed with a baseball bat, you find yourself in a situation you weren’t expecting. 

Warnings!! 18+

Smut, mafia au, swearing, sexy roleplay ;)  

Word Count - 1.1k

Shades Of Blue Masterlist

    The tapping is faint but it’s enough to wake you from your sleep. It continues for a few moments before the deafening silence of early morning returns. The clock shines bright. Despair oozes from its numbers and makes you want to throw the smooth white alarm clock across the room. 3:37am.

    Turning over, your back faces the nasty numbers that tick down to the sludge of yet another grueling day. Cradling your body pillow, you close your eyes and try to fall back asleep. The silence throbs inside your brain until you slam your fist against the bed. Sleep has escaped you now, you’re wide awake.

    It was probably just one of the cats and even though you know this, something gnaws at the back of your mind, the emptiness of the Sferra cotton sheets beside you producing uncertainty that floods your thoughts.

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[warmau]

☆ kingdom kisses x ateez (tw: slightly suggestive)

hongjoong looks directly at your mouth with shame that just does not exist. you are telling him about your day and complaining about some co-worker and he's just quite literally staring. either you pick up on it and find yourself in his arms, or you keep being oblivious until he's leaning over the kitchen counter to kiss you before you can end a sentence. tugs your lower lip between his teeth as he settles back down and cheekily asks you what you were just saying?

seonghwa bursts into various shades of flames when the thought even crosses his mind that you're close enough for him to kiss. he suddenly loses function of his hands and you have to push him down by his shoulders to initiate anything. he makes a sound against your mouth even though you've done this one million times before and when you press just a tiny bit onto the roof of his mouth that sound grows slightly wet. when you pull back he looks like cupid's arrow is logged right between his eyes.

yunho puts his hands on your cheeks and looks at you with stars and flowers and hearts all around you two. admires your face for so long that he almost forgets he wanted to kiss you. never intrudes when kissing you, waits to set a comfortable pace of chaste little kisses till running his tongue across the line of your lips. he sometimes accidentally clanks your teeth against each other just because he's so caught up in the love he loses the pace he set. kissing him lasts way longer than with anyone else because he likes it so much so you usually have to like. put your hand up his shirt or something.

mingi probably never stops smiling unless he's performing and kissing him is just as sweet and joyful as he is as a person. he laughs and grins against your lips, tickles his huge hands up your thighs, likes to spin you two around and be silly in general. you're never seriously kissing - it's more like just being as close up in each other's personal space as possible.

san could kiss you until the world ends so it happens spontaneously and so much that it becomes like second nature to you. he always has to have a hand on the nape of your neck. encourages you to get as messy as you want - regardless of if there is an audience or not. is the kind of kisser that will kiss you while you're chewing gum and just catch the gum between his own teeth to both be a little bit annoying and also make seonghwa across the room squeak.

wooyoung tries to lead whenever he kisses you, really likes to kiss you when you're under him because it gives the illusion of power, but one little bite under his jaw and it's over - the lights behind his eyes go sparking. he kisses like he's trying to win a battle that no one is fighting but he himself and honestly it can be kind of hot to see him get bothered and frantic about it, he never notices that he's moving other parts of his body to get closer to you too - like he needs there to be no space between you for it to count.

yeosang will secretly pray while you're both alone in the living room that you just pin him under you and kiss up his neck, wet and loud, leaving a trail of bruises up until you get to his lips. but would be caught dead admitting this. would be caught dead giving you an open-mouthed kiss - but if you are the one to, for lack of a better word, get it going then he's all for it. full throttle, gross, saliva, the weight of your hand so casually on his throat. yeosang thinks pecks on the lips are for kindergarten.

jongho kisses so ..... goddamn ........ slowly. he takes it apart like a step by step process, top lip, tongue, pull back, look at your face and listen to you breathing, kiss this time with his head tilted to the left. you can almost hear the cogs in his head turn whenever you two make out and you're like why? well. he's literally just teasing you lol. he likes the way you get impatient and nip at him as he pulls away. it's cute that you never fail to want him.

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                        [[9:49 PM]] - Mistletoe - Juyeon - Fluff - [[1,386]]

 The Christmas party at your best friend’s place this year was themed, which meant everyone was assigned an outfit—Santa, Mrs. Clause, a reindeer, or an elf. Couples were often assigned things that match, such as Santa and Mrs. Clause, a reindeer and an elf, or in less typical pairings, an elf and Mrs. Clause, or Santa and a reindeer. Somehow, you had picked (in a blind draw) for a Santa outfit. Honestly, you couldn’t help but laugh. You had a few options—wear one of those oversized coats, wear something mischievous, or find something in between.

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Anonymous: ❝Okay so 👀 I saw that you need Seonghwa requests 👀 so here I come, to try and indulge you into my soft horny mind of wanting to sit in between Seonghwa’s legs with my back against his chest as he gets me off soft and slow and it’s, like, his first time touching me and it’s just really good dkdjdjdjdjsjsjsaj❞

warnings/tags: nsfw | female reader, fluff, fingering, that’s all fdsfkjsf this is rly soft.

notes: anon you are absolutely fantastic thank you so much for this ask, i’m sorry it took so long!! i hope this is to your liking. :3 @choisans-dimples​ >:( you >:( thank you for That Time sjakjdkjfsf. also @galaxyateez thank you so so so so so much for your lovely brain ma'am i appreciate you v much!

tagging: @binniesblankie, @delicatewerewolfsoul, @hardskz, @ifyournameischoisanpleaseloveme, @lovesjenmoong, @needyateez, @prettyjoongs, @seonghwabrainworms, @soobinssmile.

You’re quiet, lips pressed together and back straight, because you’re nervous and you don’t want Seonghwa to know. It’s no use, he can tell very clearly that you are. And it’s really no use, because despite the discipline your upper body shows, your lower half is laughably contrasting, legs spread and hooked over his, with his front pressed to your back as he leans forward.

“Relax,” Seonghwa coos against your ear, “doesn’t it feel good? It’ll feel so much better if you let go, love.”

“I-I’m fine…” you try to assert, but your voice is weak. He laughs softly, and you huff, “I am. It’s okay, I’m very relaxed. You’re just finding excuses to delay this.”

“Mhm, sure, tell me that when you aren’t gripping my thighs so hard,” he snipes, and you loosen your hold immediately, fingers clenching and unclenching and your skin heats up. You mumble out an apology, and Seonghwa laughs, “It’s okay, love, I’m just teasing. You really should relax, though. It’ll be fine, just trust me.”

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[sunook4t]

thigh riding with san

pairing: fwb!san x reader

genre: pwp, non idol au

summary: literally — your first thigh riding with san, that's it.

triggers/warnings: making out, thigh riding, dom san, sub reader, little dirty talk, clit stimulation, edging(?), san calls the reader princess.

wordcount: 2.2K

note: very much unedited so could contain spelling errors.

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with tongues meeting places they shouldn't be meeting in such an open setting like an apartment's hallway, san's right foot kicks the door to your flat open. his hands settle right at your waist, its grip not very comfortable and almost yanking you inside after him. the wet, black leather coat of his falls onto the ground with a little prying from your side.

san's hands seem to find a better home in your knotted and wet hair, entangling painfully in the strands. the hisses and grunts are ignored, instead, he only pulls on your hair, attempting to bring you closer, if that was possible at this point.

his fingers suddenly dig into the sides of your thighs and you have to peel your lips away from his, confusion decorating your face. when san raises a brow, gesturing at your legs with his eyes and grunts, you finally understand, jumping quickly into his arms.

"you're extremely stupid for a straight A student." he mumbles after reattaching your lips, the air that was only filled with smacking of lips and the disgustingly arousing sound of kissing now resonates his deep baritone, slightly hoarse voice. avoiding any sort of argument, you pull on his tshirt, allowing him much room to take the material off of him.

san stumbles in the process of undressing his upper half, making you giggle when his back hits the wall behind you two. "we'll see who's gonna be laughing when i have my cock buried deep inside of you, tch." uh-oh, maybe you weren't supposed to laugh just yet.

his words have you tightening the grasp your legs have around his hips, your crotch rubbing in much closer proximity than before, against his. "fuck." the cuss that escapes his lips you swallow but there's no denying that it stirred something dark inside of you. the wait seemed too long and you couldn't help but whine. "what did we say about that, princess?" you hear him whisper against your glossed lips, his thumb fluttering against your lower lip. "s-san, please." you continue to whine, probably having not registered his subtle warning.

"i thought i asked you something, princess, are you going to answer or do i have to teach you another lesson?" he raises a brow at you, pulling way too far away for your liking. "s-sorry, i'm sorry, we talked about no whining." you gasp when his thumb enters your mouth, the wet cavern inviting another finger soon enough. your tongue swirls around his thumb and you shamelessly grind onto his clothed cock. soon enough, he pulls out his thumb, dragging the wet finger down your chin.

"is that so? then why do i hear your pathetic mouth whining already?" he dips his head into the expanse of your neck, teeth nipping at the junction between your collarbone and shoulder. "now, what do you want me to do to you, princess?" his tongue darts out of its space, licking at the marks that he has successfully engraved on your neck. "r-ruin me." you whimper, head thrown aback with nothing but a few bites, utterly pathetic, san recounts in his head but doesn't verbally comment on it.

san pulls away to witness his saliva glistening on your body and he truly admires how beautiful you look right now, even in the vivid darkness of your flat. your hair sticks to your forehead, your hand grips his bicep in order to stay in his arms and your eyes, oh your eyes. your eyes meet his bashfully but one wouldn't be able to turn a blind eye to the lust that clouds them. so innocent yet so risqué. he wants you. but then again, who wouldn't?

"you needn't ask me that, princess, I'll make sure that you'll be ruined, bit by bit." his teeth hold the lobe of your ear within its grip, when he speaks the last words. you carelessly throw away your top, only your bra covering the little respect you carry at the moment. san takes the freedom to strip you of that respect too, unhooking your bra with the familiar brisk of his fingers. "so tell me now, what does my princess want?" his fingers cover your nipples, twiddling them with experience evident in his mannerisms. you can only sigh in content, it's as if his fingers belong there, they belong on you.

"san? can i ride your thigh?" it takes a beat of silence or two for the tension and the stress laid on your shoulders to dissipate. san chuckles, tongue prodding at his lower lip and his teeth sharp enough to probably draw some blood. "ride my thigh? aren't you getting excessively demanding, princess?" he ponders out aloud. your lip sit in a pout, your hips moving against his to find some relief.

san clicks his tongue, "huh? did i allow you to move?" his hands hold your hips still, "last warning, break one more rule and you won't be cumming tonight." his words have you ready to let a desperate whine slip past the confines of your lips but you hold it, remembering the events that occured earlier. san seems to be waiting for you to slip up too, itching to punish you rough but he's definitely impressed by your resolve.

"good girl, now since you asked nicely to ride my thigh, why shouldn't i agree?" he says, voice sickeningly sweet, a 360° switch to his previous antics. "before that, i need you to hold on tight so i can grab a chair." you do as he says but the animated question marks over your head make san shake his head, "you'll see what it's for." he doesn't clear your doubts, but you trust him.

san kicks a chair close to you both, almost stumbling in the process again. this time, you don't have time to gauge the situation, extremely needy to think of anything else. so instead of laughing, you can only help him hurry, pulling the head of the chair along with you. with his hands over your waist, san lifts his leg onto the cushion of the chair, seating his foot on it. you wiggle around until you find yourself comfortable on his thigh. san is able to balance the both of you by transferring much of your combined weight onto the chair.

"you comfy, princess?" he presses his lips to your jaw. "yeah, i am, are you comfy?" you bite your lip when he looks into your eyes, "very much so, but I'll need you to get rid of your pants." he points at your clothed legs with distasteful eyes. the sight brings a smile to your face but it's short lived. san's hands fumble around, unbuttoning your pants and helping you lift your ass to get it off. after a shit ton of frustration directed at your pants, you're finally all naked.

"keep your panties on, wouldn't you like to see the mess you'd make for me?" he coos, index tipping your chin and his fingers digging into the sides of your thighs. the thought alone spreads warmth in your core, oh, how your panties will shine with your slick and from what? riding san's thigh, oh what a sight.

"come on now, princess, you're gonna have to work it out yourself, you can do that much for me, right?" the mockery in his words fuels your anger, but then again, it's this side of san that turns you on, the side that mocks you for not being able to cum without his help, the side that scrutinizes you for the smallest of your inefficiencies during your time together.

when you start to move yourself against his thigh, you didn't think just how much it's gonna affect you. riding someone's thigh may be pleasurable, sure, but san's? oh no no, don't use words as primitive as pleasurable, oh god no, it ignites your body, as if you've never experienced a true orgasm. it's a whole new and different feeling, one that can't be described by words and you're gonna be lying if you said this doesn't offer you more thrill than anything else.

you can feel your core tighten and san is mused when he finds your shoulders trembling alongside your slow paced and incomplete ruts against his muscle. he dips his head against your neck, eager to hear you, eager to earn more than just heavy breaths from you. his tongue licks a stripe all the way from the valley of your breasts to your jaw, his fingers making his way to your panties.

sneaking his fingers in, san smirks when he can feel your juices coating his fingers deliciously. he wiggles his finger around to find your clit and when he does, the tip of his finger rakes over it. the scrape of his nail on the bud has you screaming out his name, almost losing balance over his thigh. it's all too overwhelming, getting off on his thigh and his fingers playing with you, it's too much to bear.

you breathe a heavy sigh, unable to voice out a moan, you find yourself toppling right over the edge with every single thrust of your hip over his thigh. his defined thigh muscles seem to only stimulate your arousal further. you can practically feel your juices flow, probably making a mess on his thigh but the thought only incites you. "does that feel good, princess, i need you to tell me how good it feels." although you hear san, his voice fades off into the background. you're lost in this euphoria, physically unable to wake up from this momentary trance and speak for san to hear.

but it stops, the stirring in your core, your erratic heartbeat, the tingles that ignited your body, it all stops, so does any sort of movement, including san's fingers on your clit and the rut of your hips (by the help of his arms). it's all so sudden, you have no time to react. on the verge of tears from the sudden inactivity, you glare at san with a blurred vision, only to catch him glaring back at you. that's when you realise, you hadn't replied to his question, a bad move on your part.

"i asked if you felt good. i expect a reply, princess." the lilt in his voice is utterly fearful, it raises goosebumps over your arms. "are you going to reply or have i fucked you dumb even without actually fucking you?" you wince at his words, shaking your head quickly. "n-no, i feel really good, just don't stop, san, please!" you plead, the submissive tone that drips from your voice has san closing his eyes. "need you to beg, princess" you hear but you can only stare at san as he torments you with silence.

"san, please, i'm so sorry, please just let me cum for you, I'll be a good girl, i promise, you make me feel so good—"

it takes no more than those words for him to groan your name out loud, speaking unintelligible words under his breath, something about how you drive him crazy and there he goes, back to his task. like a switch, the feeling is back with a click of san's fingers. he allows you to move against his thigh, even flexing sometimes for extra stimulation and his fingers return to their previous motions, rubbing and pinching at your clit, working to bring you closer to your edge.

"are you close, princess? that's it, come for me, you can do that for me, right?" he mumbles, lips now swallowing the moans that escape yours. he laps at your tongue, swirling his around your mouth as if it was a foreign place that he never had the pleasure of exploring.

"you're gonna make a mess of my jeans, aren't you, with that dirty cum of yours, watch yourself fall apart, princess."

you don't fail to notice how san's cock sits erect, the outline beautiful on his jeans. the sight waters your mouth and you want nothing more than his cock filling you up, you don't care which hole. the thought and san's fingers along with your rapid and sloppy thrusting pushes you right over the edge. the feeling is so numbing, it has your legs shaking. your mind is void of any emotions, you see nothing but black and the tingles are uncontrollable.

san presses his lips against your cheek, licking the little tear that has escaped your eye. "that good, huh?" he smiles, pecking your forehead. you giggle, although extremely sensitive from the high you've just come down from, "yeah, probably better than any other orgasms I've had." you voice out your previous thoughts. "ah? better than my cock too? now that's a serious problem." the two of you laugh as he helps you down, holding you up before you collapse onto the ground.

"wanna order pizza or wanna find out if my cock can beat that record?"

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[7:15pm] seonghwa  → smut, thigh riding, teasing, praise, fingering (reader receiving)

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[9:54pm]  san → smut, oral (reader receiving), overstimulation

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[8:57pm] seonghwa → smut, car sex, riding (unprotected sex), nipple play (reader receiving) 

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[barnesbabee]

[B]reeding Kink || C.S

[ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴇɴᴄʏᴄʟᴏᴘᴇᴅɪᴀ - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ʙ]

Summary: He broke into your house, and now he’s breaking you. (it’s not fucking consentual non-con it’s just inmate!San istg)

Pairing: Choi San x Reader

Words: my fairy godmother said it was 4311 words

Genre: Smut

⚠ mention of drugs, breeding kink, mentions of blood, mentions of violence, inmate!San ⚠

  You woke up with loud banging on your door. It was so sudden, you didn’t know what time it was, what was happening, or where you were. It took you a quick second to scan your surroundings. 

    It was 2am, or so said the clock on your bedside table, and you were sitting up in your bed, startled and confused about the booming sound echoing through your house.

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restless , requested!

🏷 : mxm, grinding/humping, fingering

when you woke up this morning, you were met with an empty bed. neither of your two boyfriends were next to you and you figured that they woke up already. sitting up, you see its just before 9:30 and you think it’s better to get up since the bed is now too cold to fall back asleep in. 

you stumble as you walk down the hallway and into the kitchen only to be greeted by the sight of your two boyfriends making out. san is sitting on the counter with seonghwa standing between his legs, the younger threading a hand through seonghwa’s hair while the other traces up and down his spine lightly. you watch from the entrance as seonghwa slowly kisses down san’s jaw and to his throat. you assume seonghwa starts biting and sucking marks onto the younger’s neck due to the whines that leaves his lips. san always did have a rather sensitive neck.

you start to feel turned on by how san starts to rut his hips against seonghwa’s. you mentally curse yourself feeling being easily turned on by these two as you slowly feel yourself become wet. you lean against the wall watching them as you slowly start to touch yourself from outside your pajama bottoms. you definitely feel yourself grow wetter the longer you watch them and you know you’ll need new underwear by the end of this.

“ah, h-hyung, y/n’s awake,” san voice is whiny and more on the high pitched side. your other boyfriend turns to look at you and smirks when he sees where your hand is. you stop touching yourself in favor of letting your hand fiddle with the ends of your shorts.

“morning baby girl,” he says, a moan escapes you by not only the pet name but also by how deep his voice sounds. both him and san laugh at the sound of your moan making your face heat up in slight embarrassment. “why are you standing over there? come here,” seonghwa beckons you with a curl of his finger and you walk over to him. “our sannie just couldn’t keep his hands to himself this morning. i didn’t even get the chance to make breakfast,” seonghwa whispers into your ear as he moves you in between the two of them.

seonghwa is then quick to kiss you before san turns you to face him before kisses you as well. “mornin’ love,” he mumbles against your lips. you hum in return as you feel, what you assume to be, seonghwa’s hand moving inside your shorts in order to tease your clothed core.

“did we make you wet, baby?” seonghwa quizzes and you pull away from san to let out a soft yes in reply. “so precious,” he says to himself as he pulls down both your pajama shorts and underwear letting them pool at your feet. this time you feel san’s hand come and play with your pussy, you now feeling a lot more sensitive as he teases you between your folds. 

you let your head fall back to rest on seonghwa’s shoulder as you let out a small whine, “don’t tease sannie.” said male only laughs as he pushes a finger inside of you making you gasp in surprise before he starts slowly moving his finger in and out of you.

eventually, san manages to work a second finger inside you as him and seonghwa manage to sandwich you between them. seonghwa’s fingers tracing random shapes on your skin from underneath your shirt and his other hand threads through san’s hair. you watch with dazed eyes as your two boyfriends begin to kiss again. 

your moans are the only sound heard in the kitchen as san continues to fingering you. his own moans are being swallowed by the older man’s lips as he ruts against you. 

“s-san, san if you keep going i’m gonna come,” you warn, your hips bucking up into his hand. san parts from seonghwa with red, swollen lips and you watch the string of saliva that still connects them together before it eventually breaks. san starts to move his fingers into you faster, the heel of his hand adding wanted pleasure to your clit. “p-please, please let me come,” you beg and you feel seonghwa press a kiss to your temple.

“go ahead princess,” he says into your ear. a few more thrust of his fingers is all it takes for you to come on san’s fingers. both their names leave your lips right before san crashing his lips onto yours. he eases you threw your orgasm before pulling his fingers out. you pull away from san’s lips just as seonghwa’s brings the latter’s hand up to his lips and licks them clean. 

seonghwa smiles at you, pushing your hair back and away from your face, “our turn baby.”

[love-kazin]

Back in Town

Genre: established relationship, smut.

Pairing: Lee Junho x Reader (female).

Warnings: mature content - slightly kinks, curse words, kinda filthy language.

Word count: 2.570.

REQUESTED.

Junho didn’t told you but he’s back, and he’s planning to spend the whole night entangled on your body.

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ATEEZ reaction to you setting them as your lockscreen

Hongjoong:

It was an accident, it was a pretty new relationship but when you took that photo of him by the lake off guard when he wasn’t looking. He just looked so ethereal with the shine of the water reflecting onto his beautiful face. you couldn’t help yourself, you instantly made it your lockscreen, smiling everytime you unlocked your phone.

Hongjoong came over to your house for the day to relax and watch movies, it was one of your favourite things to do, you cuddled into the side of Hongjoong while your phone was resting on your lap. You shifted to try and find a more comfortable position when you accidentally touched the screen of you phone making it light up. Hongjoongs eyes went to the bright light of the screen and you cheeks instantly flushed, feeling very shy now.

he would get so happy and it would make him feel so special that you liked him enough to take pictures of him and make it your lockscreen. After seeing how embarrassed you are getting he took out his phone and showed you his screen. It was a picture of you he took one day while you went out on your lunch break. The rest of the night was full of cuddles and teasing over your embarrassed state

Seonghwa

The picture would be one where seonghwa had come over to your house one night. He said you guys needed to make cookies together because every couple should according to him. Starting off the baking, you went off to use the bathroom and came back while he was mixing. He looked so focused he looked so cute. You quickly took out your phone capturing the moment. you reminded yourself to change your background later.

He found out when he took you out for lunch, you placed your phone on the table as the outfit you had chosen had no pockets on. it wasn’t practical but at least it looked nice. Seonghwa has said that he needed to be off soon, he was a busy man and you appreciated any time he chose to spend with you. after a few minutes he has pressed your screen to see the time as he was not wearing his watch and he saw no reason to take his phone out when yours was sitting right there.

When he saw your lockscreen you both locked eyes. Your eyes full of panic, as you began to justify yourself, he stopped you

“You don’t need to explain yourself beautiful, i feel honoured to be the person you see every time you pick up your phone,” he said to you, you started to feel better as he leaned over the table to plant a kiss to you cheek while calling you adorable making you blush all over again.

Yunho

The picture of Yunho you had set as your lockscreen was from the time you had movie night at your place for the first time and he was playing with you little puppy with the brightest and cutest smile on his face. It was a sight you wanted to capture on your phone. Who wouldn’t want Yunho playing with a puppy as their lock screen.

He had found out when you guys where out together and his phone had died. He asked if he could borrow your phone to make a call. You unlocked your phone so the photo would disappear, you trusted him with your phone so there’s was no worries as he walked off. What you didn’t know is before he gave it back he locked it and when he saw your lockscreen he immediately blushed and felt happy because it made him feel so special

He didn’t say much when he gave you your phone back but you knew he had seen it as your phone was locked and a faint blush tinted his cheeks which wasn’t hard for you to miss. He gave you a kiss on your cheek and returned your phone. Now both of you are shy when he shows you that his lockscreen is also you

Yeosang

The photo that was your background was after you two had spent you first night together in the same bed. You never knew how cuddly yeosang was when he was tired until that night it began to be one of your favourite things about him. The photo was was when he was fast asleep with his head in your lap. His hair looked so soft and fluffy it melted your heart. You never told him about the photo or the background you didn’t want him to think badly of you doing so.

When he saw your lockscreen he got so shy. You never even noticed until his mood had changed. He was now blushing and a big more reserved. Once you had asked why he had the sudden mood change and he told you, you thought it had made him uncomfortable. You told him that you would change it right away and apologising as you opened you phone to change it.

He stopped you straight away and told you he didn’t mind because he felt happy you found him adorable and make sure to cuddle and kiss all your guilt away because he was happy that he was your lockscreen and he good be soft around you.

San

We know how beautiful san is, so when you guys went out for a fancy dinner you snapped a picture of him across the table, sleek pretty hair. A black suit and tie. He looked delicious of course you wanted that sight as your background. When he sees your background it could go one of two ways

One way would be he gets all smiley and covers you in kisses telling you that’s the nicest thing. Everyone can see your lockscreen and that makes him so happy that you’re willing for people to see. He might also get shy that you have the photo of him without knowing. it makes him think what other photos you have without him knowing.

The other way is he would harmlessly tease you about it. He would love it either way but he would give you with the comments of “wow y/n am i that irresistible to you,” he’d chuckle.

Either way you’ll get kisses so it’s a win even if one is more teasing than the other

Mingi

let’s be real mingi is a whole baby to you. To everyone else he might wanna look cool. But to you, he loved to be babied so when he was cuddled into your neck you took a picture. He loved cuddles of course he did, you changed your lockscreen to your cuddly baby.

When he saw your lockscreen he would be embarrassed, he wouldn’t ask you to change it. But his cuddly side was only known to you, if other members saw your lockscreen they would tease him but they mean no harm everyone knows mingi is soft.

He’d love to be your lockscreen regardless what picture you chose it makes him feel special and loved.

Wooyoung

Wooyoung was beautiful yes we all know this. So any picture you could take of him would be background worthy because he is a piece of art. You loved having him as your lockscreen because every time you looked at your phone you were reminded of how lucky you are and how much you love him.

It’s Wooyoung so of course he would tease you to the end of time. Unless you got really upset then he would stop and give you kisses until you felt better. If you can resist his kisses (who could tho?) and still didn’t forgive him,

He would show you his phone of a picture of you kissing his cheek as his wallpaper making him feel shy and letting you tease him because he loves you.

Jongho

Jongho is a little baby yes he is, so when you went out to an amusement park together with all the pretty lights and the sun setting you had to take. a photo of him because this moment you felt so happy together because you guys just always have so much fun when you are together. You had changed your wallpaper as soon as you took the photo to save you doing it later.

He saw it and just smiled giving you a kiss on your temple calling you cute while you blush immediately but he also teases you a little bit about how fast you had changed the lockscreen. he felt happy never the less.

uwu

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Thank you!! sorry it’s not that good i had to do it on my phone because my laptop is broken but i wanted to post something x

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“do you trust me?” this was the third time he’d asked you that question, your hands shaking as you sat on on the bed. seonghwa stood in front of you, silk in his grasp as mingi stood not far behind. your eyes darted to the taller male’s momentarily, loving the way he eyed you nervously before looking away.

he was just a nervous as you, was your conclusion. you’d never done something like this before, so seonghwa chose someone he knew would match your level. it was that thoughtfulness that gave you the reason to trust him as much as you did, even though he planned to take away one of your senses tonight.

when you nodded your head seonghwa grinned, knowing that he’d picked the perfect companion for your first threesome. mingi was a kind soul, a gentle giant if you will. seonghwa knew that there was no possible way for him to hurt you, especially since the taller figure was treading in new waters also. he quickly looked back at his band mate, raising an eyebrow at him.

“do you trust me?” it only took a second for mingi to nod, not doubting for a second in the man’s loyalty to him. “good,” he turned back to you, taking a step forward. his thumb ran over the smooth material, thoughts running wild as he reached behind your head, effectively covering your eyes with the fabric. it smelled like him, like the closet he’d kept them in for moments like these. it calmed you as you felt your boyfriend pull away, leaving you without your sight. your breathing became shallow at the feeling, knowing that there were two sets of eyes on you that you couldn’t see.

goosebumps rose on your skin as fingertips trailed their way from your neck to your cleavage, teasing the newly sensitive area. you knew it was seonghwa touching you, his soft yet calloused fingers so familiar to you. he dragged the digits up to your mouth, your lips instinctively curling around them when they brushed against your bottom lip. there was a grunt from somewhere far away, assuming it was your third party, you brushed it off.

almost as soon as the touch came it felt like it was being stripped away, the warmth from the man’s body retreating. a pout formed on your lips as you cursed the stupid blindfold for taking your sight. it was only when you heard seonghwa’s voice that you really tuned back in. “kiss her.”

“m-me?” was the response you heard. it was hard to contain your giggles at that, too fond of the cuteness mingi held within. it suddenly grew quiet and though you couldn’t see them, you knew their eyes watched you. your lips pursed together, waiting for someone to speak out on your newfound humor.

it wasn’t words that you were greeted with though, but a new pair of lips against yours. you knew by the way he gripped the side of your face that it was mingi, large hand covering the expanse of your cheek. his large lips devoured yours, leaving you speechless as you felt your tongue press against his.

the feeling was intensified by the darkness surrounding you, noticing everything from the way your shirt clung to your back to the way mingi’s breath mingled with yours. it smelled faintly of mint, telling you that he’d spent some time getting ready for this. you giggled again, one that was quickly covered by his lips. you moaned lightly, not recalling a moment when your boyfriend said touching was forbidden. with the thought in mind you ran your fingers through the orange locks, pulling softly.

you broke the kiss with a gasp as there was suddenly a pair of hands on your waist, more familiar lips licking and kissing at the expanse of your neck. mingi quickly took advantage of the other side as your head fell back, sighs of pleasure leaving your mouth. you knew the moment when seonghwa tightly grasped your breasts through your shirt, squeezing tightly, that this would be a long night between the three of you.

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Pillow Talk - Park Seonghwa x Reader

 Summary: Woops, looks like you got caught in the act… Twice.

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Words: Somewhere between 1 and ∞

Genre: Smut

⚠ choking, hair pulling, getting caught ⚠

A/N: Ha Ha get it, the title is a pun (you’ll get it once you read it). Enjoy 💖

“Y/N we’ll be a little later than we hoped, we’re having trouble with the choreography, sorry!”

You huffed at the text and rolled your eyes. Again.

 You knew you couldn’t really be mad at them, it was their job after all, but you had to admit that after a couple of years it became tiring to always wait for them.

 You inserted your key in the keyhole and turned it to open the door. 

 After having to wait for them whilst being locked outside one too many times, they had decided to make a spare key for you.

 You invited yourself inside and placed the two bags of fried chicken on the counter with a huff. You looked around, unsure of what to do. You were really hungry, and you were sure that if you didn’t distract yourself you’d end up eating without them, so you figured that a nap would get the job done.

 You walked inside the first room you laid eyes on, which happened to be Hongjoong and Seonghwa’s, and fell on one of the beds, arms and legs spread out. You had no idea whose bed it was, but the sheets sure smelled nice.

 Out of habit, you grabbed the pillow and snuggled onto it, Your limbs were wrapped around the soft, fluffy material and your nose was buried in it. You inhaled deeply, taking in the nice scent.

  “Seonghwa…” 

 You finally concluded who was the owner of the bed, and honestly, it shouldn’t have been hard since the bed was so tidy.

 Your eyes fluttered close and your mind started roaming around various scenarios. The scent of Seonghwa’s body filled your nose, and soon his image filled your head. 

 Maybe it was the dim sunlight coming through the window that set a different mood, maybe it was because you were on his bed snuggling his pillow, or maybe it was simply because you found him attractive, but the thoughts you were having of him surely weren’t ones to be shared. 

 In your head, Seonghwa’s dark eyes stared into your soul as his hands squeezed your neck tighter and tighter. His other hand teased at your entrance before pushing two of his fingers inside you. You could see it in his face… You could see how much pleasure he got from making you moan and squirm under his touch. 

 Before you realized it, your teeth were biting down on the pillow, muffling some whimpers, and your hips started rocking against the item, trying to get some friction against the pool between your legs.

 You made your imaginary Seonghwa speed up his fingers, and from his lips escaped the most beautiful praises in a deep, lustful voice.

  “F-fuck-” You moaned a little louder than you intended to, as you could feel something build up in the pit of your stomach.

  “Y/N?”

 The unsure, confused voice echoed in the room and your body froze, as your head tried to process that you had just been caught in the act. 

 You didn’t move, kind of hoping that, like a bee, he’d just pretend you weren’t there and leave.

 After a couple seconds of awkward silence, you removed your face from the pillow just enough to be able to look at him. Your face was red of all the effort you’d been doing, your chest rose quickly in heavy breaths and your hair was a mess. 

 Seonghwa stared back at you. His cheeks were a little flushed and his eyes stared at you, not in shock how you expected however, but in curiosity. 

 You still didn’t dare move, watching every one of his motions carefully. 

 The male stepped towards you and sat by your feet. The bed dipped as he put his weight onto the mattress and stared at your body. 

 Seonghwa’s hand traced your thigh and he hummed in approval.

 “What were you doing Y/N?” He asked, moving his gaze up to meet yours.

 You dipped your head in the pillow, to hide from him. You couldn’t handle the embarrassment, and you deeply regretted what your dirty thoughts had made you do.

 Seonghwa’s hand tangled in your hair and grabbed a fist of it. He tugged on it, so your face would be visible. 

  “I asked you something, didn’t I?”

 His jaw was flexed and he spoke through gritted teeth. For a second you thought you were still daydreaming about him, as you could see the look in your eyes you had just lusted over. 

  “I was… Trying to make myself cum with your pillow…” You spoke in a soft voice, unaware of what to do.

 “Ah… So you were trying to get yourself off, in my bed, and without me?”

 His tongue grazed along his bottom lip and God, you had never wanted his mouth on your body as much as you did then.

 Your body reacted before your mind did, as you moved to kneel beside him on the bed.

Filled with some unknown courage you assumed was fueled by how aroused you felt, you placed your hand on his thigh and softly kissed the spot below his ear, followed by his cheek and the corner of his lips. 

  “Should I make it up to you then?”

 Seonghwa placed his index finger on your chin and tilted it up. His lips ghosted over yours, and after taking a good look at your needy face, he closed the gap. Your hand trailed up his leg and settled on his hip, rubbing it at a steady space. Seonghwa’s lips moved slowly against yours for a second. 

 He then pulled away and bit your cheek teasingly.

  “You definitely should, doll.”

 As you knelt down he spread his legs so you were able to position yourself between them. You undid the little string bow that kept his sweatpants up and hooked your fingers around the waistband. He helped you remove them completely, and ended up stripping from his underwear as well.

 You grabbed his cock and collected his precum with your thumb, always maintaining eye contact with him.

  “Take it in baby, we don’t have much time before they come home.”

 Seonghwa licked his lips expectantly. 

 God, him and that tongue… 

 You wrapped your lips around his tip and were immediately met with a hiss, followed by a sigh. 

 You wrapped your hand around his shaft as you started bobbing your head along with it. Small moans left his lips, and his head was thrown back in pleasure as your head’s and hand’s movements sped up. 

 Seonghwa’s hand found its place on your head and gripped your hair tightly. He forced your head down on his cock harshly and bucked his hips so his tip would be hitting the back of your throat.

 You grabbed onto his thighs and gagged on his dick. Seonghwa pulled your mouth off of his dick abruptly and made you look at him.

 He never thought he’d get to see you like this, but fuck was he thankful. Red, swollen lips full of spit from sucking his cock, teary eyes, and messy hair was the best look he’d ever seen on you.

 Seonghwa grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you close to him, so he could kiss you. This kiss was a parallel of the previous one: any trace of softness was gone and his tongue eagerly exploring your mouth told you how desperate he was. 

 The male grabbed your breast and squeezed it.

 “Fuck it, ride me baby.” He demanded.

 He would’ve loved to have all the time in the world to kiss every curve of your body and tease you until you were begging for him, but the other seven members could be arriving any second now.

 You obliged, and stripped from every single item that was covering your dripping core, throwing them somewhere in the room.

 You straddled his waist and hovered over his dick for a second, until he found your entrance. Once he was positioned accordingly, he didn’t allow you to move on your own. He gripped your waist and slammed you down on his cock, over and over.

 His movements grew more violent by the second, and you could feel he thrived of violence and pain. His hips jerked up continuously, meeting your body’s movement and making his cock reach deeper into you in a harsher way.

 Your fingernails dipped into Seonghwa’s shoulder as you moaned into the air.  Seonghwa’s hands traveled to your ass and grabbed it, before slapping each cheek, hoping to get the same reaction. When he got but a little whimper, he slapped your ass harshed, and harsher, until you were screaming his name. 

 Seonghwa gripped your jaw and brought your face to his. 

  “That’s the way I like it baby, loud and dirty.” He whispered.

 You moaned as his lips explored your neck and left small bites along with it.  You were so focused on the gorgeous, filthy skin-slapping sounds between the two of you that you didn’t hear the door open. 

  “Seonghwa we’re waiting for- Oh my God-”

 Seonghwa shot a deathly glare at the man by the door. He never stopped thrusting into you, making you whimper at how exposed you now felt.

 “Yunho fuck off.”

 The other male needed no other warning. He immediately closed the door and left you two to finish your business.

  “You liked that, right? I heard your pretty little whimper, you liked that Yunho was watching you take my dick like a good girl, hm?” Seonghwa asked teasingly, delivering another sharp slap to your ass and a couple of bites to your shoulder.

  “Oh fuck, yes, yes it was so good…” 

 Seonghwa’s thrusts became sloppier at your words, and by the way, your pussy throbbed around him he could tell you were close as well. His little praises, squeezes and little bites threw you over the edge and you buried your head in the crook of his neck, calling his name a little too loud.

 Seonghwa slammed you down on himself one last time before filling you up with his spurt. His hands held onto you tightly and a deep moan fell from his lips.  After catching your breath, you climbed down from his softening dick and fell on the bed.

 Seonghwa looked at you and caressed your thigh, with a small, shy small plastered on his face.

 “I… I don’t think I can face them after this.”