➨ warnings: none other than him and reader being FREAKS
➨ a/n: writing for maki again.. was gonna post this tomorrow but i Had to get this out. also pierced myself again hehe 「(°ヘ°) pt.2 perhaps..
you should’ve known it would come to this. maki had been staring at you all night like he was ready to devour you (spoiled: he was!). it started with an innocent kiss, but of course that’s never enough for him. he picked you up like you weighed nothing, plotting you right on his lap, and kissed you til your lips were pink and swollen.
then it turned to him grinding his hips up against yours, his hands gripping your waist like you were about to run away from him. you could feel his member twitching through his jeans everytime you’d press yourself a little too hard against him, and it only made you want him more.
that’s when you really feel him, really feel him. and he’s big. bigger than expected.. and that’s because you already knew the rest of him was huge. his height, his hands, his shoulders. but this.. this was different.
“maki..” you whisper, pulling back just enough to look at him.
his hands slide under your shirt and up your bare back, his eyes dark, basically pleading.
“we can stop.” he says, his voice a little raspy. “we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
you nod, trying to breath, but you’re completely soaked. you’ve never needed him this badly, and if you don’t get fucked within the next 5 minutes you’re going to lose your mind.
you shift your hips a bit and he groans, his eye rolling back and his head falling against the couch,
“.. what if” he almost pants, looking up at you through half lidded eyes, his voice cracking, “just the tip?”
he’s so desperate, you could almost moan at the sight. his glossy eyes and pink cheeks, completely fucked out expression and you haven’t done anything father than kissing him. he’s cooked.
you nod before he can think, and he curses under his breath when he realizes what’s about to happen.
“just the tip.” he promises again, almost like he’s trying to convince himself. (he’s lying)
he pulls you off his lap and effortlessly lays you down on his bed, your body trembling with need.
you watch as he slips his shirt off, his completely toned chest has the slightest layer of sweat and you wanna lick it off. he smiles when he sees you watching him, and he wants to say something cocky so bad but it’s hard to think when he has the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen underneath him.
“can i?” he asks softly, the sincerity in his voice making your heart pound against your chest.
you nod and his hands slip your shirt off, leaving you in just your pretty lace bra you wore especially for him. he bites his bottom lip softly, like he’s holding himself back.
“you’re so beautiful” he whispers as he leans down and trails kisses from the middle of your chest down to your navel. he looks up at you, silently asking permission once again. you give him the green light and he unties your sweatpants, slipping them off your legs. you both giggle at how much he’s struggling to pull them off, like he can’t wait any longer. he really can’t.
he lets out a groan when he sees your matching panties, makes him think, was she planning for this to happen? but he could care less about that right now, he just wanted you.
he quickly sits up and takes off his sweatpants and boxers, leaving him completely bare in front of you. your eyes widen when you see how truly big he is, his tip already leaking with precum, and you have no idea how that’s gonna fit in you.
you don’t even have to say anytime before hips lips are back on yours, tongue slipping into your mouth like he’s trying to take over you. his hands invade all over your body, trailing down to your soaked panties and cupping you in just the right places. you let out a soft moan against his lips and it immediately goes to his cock, twitching against his thigh.
“ready for more..?” he whispers, one of his hands sliding down to stroke himself, his precum dripping down his hands at this point.
you nod, unable to form words. all you can do is feel.
he teases your entrance with his cock, rubbing his tip against the lacy fabric of your panties. the feeling of the lace against his already sensitive tip makes him go insane, he could cum right there if he wanted to, but he couldn’t. he needed to be in you.
he teases you a few seconds longer before moving your panties to the side, moaning at the sight when he finally sees you in full.
“so wet for me” he mumbles under his breath, his finger swiped against you and he brings it up to his lips, popping it into his mouth. you’d usually be embarrassed by this and want to hide, but you’re way too turned on to care.
he rubs your entrance with his tip, his breath becoming shakier as it slides just past your folds. the pressure builds and builds as he slides into you, watching your face contort in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
you gasp, trying to hold still, but your body betrays you and your hips involuntarily buck up, wanting more.
“f-fuck, don’t move” he says desperately, doing everything he can to not push himself fully into you and fuck you til you forget your name.
even with just the tip you feel so full, you can’t imagine how it would feel if he was fully inside you right now. but you know it’s not the right time, and this would have to suffice.
maki curses under his breath, barely breathing and gripping your waist like he’s afraid to move.
“shit.. fuck you’re so tight” he presses his forehead against your shoulder, sucking in air through his teeth. “don’t move.. don’t move yet please”
you nod helplessly, trying to adjust, but you’re clenching around him like a vice, beyond desperate for more. you instinctively shift your hips in an attempt to get more comfortable, and he accidentally slides into you another inch. the guttural whimper that rips from his throat nearly kills you.
“baby” he whispers, voice cracked and sounds like he’s on the verge of tears.
“you’re gonna fucking kill me.”
you whimper, clenching around him again and your whole body filling with need.
“maki” you moan, your voice barely able to make out any legible sounds besides his name.
“fuck it.” he almost growls against your collarbone, and he’s thrusting up into you. he bottoms out into you, stretching you so full in a way you’d never imagine to be in your life. you cry out and claw at his back, completely overwhelmed by how good it feels.
it was definitely not just the tip anymore. not even close.
synopsis: the sweet friendship between you and Maki is tested on their annual beach trip with your sudden growing feelings. Playful fighting didn't seem so unserious anymore. Just where will this lead to...
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚pairings. non-idol Maki x fem reader wc. 2.6k ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
The annual beach trip had finally arrived. The bass of the music vibrated the walls of the car with Nicholas in the driver’s seat trying to maintain focus on the road despite the shilled vocals coming from the boys in the back. It didn't help that sitting next to you was Maki because it seemed like he’s gotten much more attractive over this past year and no longer the scrawny theatre kid from the beginning of high school.
Despite knowing him for the past seven years, the pitter-patter of your heart increases whenever he's around, even when he's trying to force you to hit the notes in Adele’s songs that Taki was not successful in.
Gosh, even when his knee kept bumping into your own and his arm grazing yours unknowingly, it's making your chest turn molten and your face to warm up with these new-found emotions.
These feelings were so confusing that you couldn't even mesh them up to tell Lily and Mai. Either way, you don’t want the friendship to burn to ashes with your unknown feelings being the catalyst.
As soon as you had gotten to the beach house, you could finally breathe after all the careless and innocent touches he probably doesn't even realise is kind of swallowing you whole. As usual, the boys carried in the bags as the rest of you sauntered your way into the home. It was exactly how you leave it every year. The girls had already run out to the back where the sand sat still at the bottom of the stairs and the waves of the sea moved with the ecstasies found in Lily and Mai’s giggles.
You inch your way out to the stairs but a strong force from behind drags you down the stairs blanketed in sand. Well, the strong force really being a hand gripping your forearm, almost making you topple over.
“Maki! You’re seriously gonna kill me one day and I can’t have that yet.” He just laughs into your face as soon as you all reach Lily and Mai building sandcastles near the shore.
“Ahh you’re fine man, besides it's not like I wouldn’t have been able to stop you from falling anyways. I think you’re forgetting I’ve got these big guns on me,” Maki goes on to flex his muscles. Everyone went silent. His grin drops to the core of the earth.
“Sorry, where am I looking?” you respond with Nicho following up with, “dude, I told you the mirror’s been lying to yo-” suddenly getting cut off by Maki chasing him down.
“PLEASE I’M JOKING! YOU LOOK SO BUFF AND STRONG MAKI!” Nicholas’ voice strains from afar with Taki instigating by chanting ‘fight, fight’.
Besides a war happening in the distance, Lily makes it her mission to beat everyone in a sandcastle-making competition. There was a serious lack of resources so it all ended up looking like a soggy mess. The sky slowly started filling up with stars rather than strokes of pink and orange and they could no longer ignore the roaring beast in Taki’s stomach.
“Oh my gosh I’m so hungry I could eat a horse”, Mai exasperated.
“Well, lucky for you, you have your own Gordon Ramsay!” Taki looked chuffed after making that comment, posing like Hercules.
“I hope you’re not talking about yourself,” Mai side eyes Taki with him shoving her side after yelling ‘hey!’.
“Yeah no, you’re most definitely not going near the stove…or the knives. What about washing the dishes?”, you replied as you can see everyone remembering how he almost burnt the house down using an airfryer for dino nuggets. To this day, nobody knows how he pulled that off. Taki continues to complain and talk through the entirety of dinner. Soon enough, everyone gathered around the bonfire, with Maki slipping into the gap between you and Nicholas.
“Dude, you’ve taken up all the space. Budge it before I shove you in the fire,” Lily complains to Nicholas before pushing him into Maki, who ultimately ends up flushed against the side of your body. He just giggles as he reaches into the pile of snacks in front of him with the breeze getting stronger as the night goes on. Somehow, a blanket was thrown over your shoulder and you looked over to Maki to see him draping it over his own, tugging a bit tighter.
You hadn’t realised how long you’d been staring at him and him being absolutely oblivious to how your cheeks were swelling up.
“What,” Maki breaks you out of your light trance.
“Nothing. Just noticing that your nose hairs’ reaching the floor is all,” you try to joke your way out of it as Maki gasps and covers his nose with the hand free from holding onto the blanket.
“ Dude, that's so not cool. These protect me from bugs like you,” you giggle as he continues his dramatic act. What you don't notice is everyone else filtering into their own chats and the glint in Maki’s eyes as he watches you laugh, almost like an angel falling from heaven.
He repeats the story from when he accidentally made him and Nicholas get lost in the woods during a camping trip and Nicholas was left crying like a baby because he didn’t have his comfort teddy. No shame to men showing emotion but just imagining such an emotionally stoic guy like Nicholas to break down to utter tears over a ball of straggling threads is difficult to not find amusing. Through all the laughter you notice a tiny bugger make its way into Maki’s dark locs.
As you reached over to flick away the small bug flew into a strand of his hair, your noses were millimetres apart, so close that only a piece of paper could just about pass through. Maki’s breath hitched, causing his eyes to widen and his head swerve to the opposite direction with a juice pouch in his hand, whilst you mirror him with your mouth agape.
“H-h-hey man, I was just trying to take that bug out, what did you think I was trying to do?” you managed to exclaim with everyone else looking over to see the sudden commotion.
“Uh- uh, nothing! why ‘d you have to get so close-""Oh my gosh, it’ s not like I was gonna kis-” and he starts choking on his juice, making his sudden squeaky voice disappear abruptly. Now it was time for you to gasp. Not just you but the whole crew. Taki’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out and Lily was ready to catch them. Your bickering slowly fades out.
“You guys are honestly tragic”, Nicholas’ smug smile is wiped off as both you and Maki shoot him a glare.
“Yeah, this is getting weird,” Mai whispers to Lily with an entertained glisten in their eyes.
“And I am loving it,” Taki leans in so he doesn’t feel left out, “and I think it's time for us to knock out.”
Lily and Mai look at each other and nod. For once, he had a great suggestion.
Maki and you finally stop complaining about whether you wanted to kiss or not (not that you’d have been bothered), and decide it's time to head back in. He slips out from under the blanket and rests it onto your shoulder as he stretches out his limbs. You had pry your eyes away as his arms flexed under the dim moonlight and how his- wait, you’re getting distracted.
Just sleep it off, you thought to yourself.
As you trod your way back, Maki follows behind, but your skin prickled up feeling as though he was watching you. The girls ambushed you before you could even look back to meet his dark, downturned eyes.
God, this night will be so long.
It seemed like everyone had the great idea of heading out to the beach before sunrise. The sky was still slightly dark and you slipped into the only pair of comfy shoes. Once you've reached the last step, you jump down and face with-, “cute shoes, freak.” Maki points and laughs at the mismatched sliders on your feet.
You flash him a bored look to mask your slight humiliation, “thanks, it’s a fashion statement, not that you’d know what that’d mean,”whilst scanning his crazy baggy shorts and his Fullmetal Alchemist t-shirt as you run off knowing how salty he gets over your harmless insults.
You can hear him yell, “this show is the best and you have zero taste or an ounce of media literacy.”
Whatever that means.
Anyone could feel his passion from his proud statement from miles away.
“You keep telling yourself that, weirdo,” you respond as you inch towards the shore just to dip your feet in after slipping your shoes off to where waves can’t reach them.
It was so quiet and blissful. The sound of the waves whispering to each other and the wind swallows you whole as it brushes your hair backwards. The tranquility was, of course, interrupted by Nicholas dragging Taki into the water, leaving him yelping by the sudden contact of crisp cold water.
“Hey, wait up for us!” Lily yells as she briskly takes off her shirt and shorts to reveal a simple one piece whilst grabbing Mai to join them, similarly dressed. Oh, you weren’t planning to swim. You were in shorts and a t-shirt, with nothing else under. They all scream for you to get in but you couldn’t possibly just go in what you were wearing, right?
Well, as if that mattered. Someone lifts you up from behind with a hand on your lower back and legs in bridal style and pulls you into the chilling body of water. Screaming multiple reprimands and latching onto his neck didn’t make Maki any less merciful as he drags you into the depths of the ocean.
The water pulls you in as you still hold onto Maki for support and it wasn’t like you couldn’t swim. You just hadn’t acclimatised to the fact you’d be practically participating in a cold plunge before dawn. As his hand stayed hovering over your waist, the water became comforting and the sky slowly became a canvas made of orange and pink brush strokes. It felt as if the others were miles away when it was just you and him. He giggles as the sun reflects off his soaking visage and his dimples reveal themselves as his eyes crinkle up at the corners as he successfully pulls you in.
Your shirt was sticking flush to your body, reflecting Maki’s state too. Your hair naturally weighs down, so you comb it away from your face as you keep bobbing up and down to stay afloat. Instead of trying to fight it, you rest your hands on his shoulders, as wet strands fall over his eyes, unsuccessful in hiding how his stare was different from usual. You couldn't see what he was thinking. His ember eyes hover over both your eyes, occasionally dropping to your lips.
The beats of your hearts echoed through the waves of the ocean. Your shallow breathing was starting to get louder. Gosh,this feeling in your chest was getting unbearable.
Splash.
As a way to cut the tension thick as fog, you throw water onto his face, causing him to retaliate lightly with his own attacks. Giggles filled the air and from his point of view, you looked like a goddess plucked straight out of the heavens. The way the rising sun reflected over your skin, making it look so soft and your eyes a pool of endless dawn. Your grip slowly made its way back to his shoulders and the water droplets trickling down your exposed neck and face made him want to hold you tighter like you were a delicacy bound to slip away.
Thump- thump-thump.
Soon enough, his fingers tug at your wrist pulling you close to him, chest still rising with laughter but as your eyes meet, it all slowly dies down. Hitched exhales bounce off of you both.
A sudden wave of bravery whooshed over you.
You had to do it.
Your right hand cautiously trailed its way to cup his cheek, the other still gripping onto his shoulder. Ignoring the widening of his eyes, you close the gap between you both with a soft kiss. Nothing aggressive. Almost like it was the answer to the unspoken questions hanging in the air, your lips met his own like it was a missing puzzle piece. His lips were slightly cracked, tasting like the ocean and that strawberry lip-balm you got him for secret santa. His hand held onto your waist while the other moved its way up to push you against him further. As you pull away from each other, his mischievous smile is back and his dimple cheeks take over. A light pink dusts both your cheeks, making him look even cuter. His arms in that wet shirt made him look even bigger as he slightly flexed as he pulled you in closer and imagine- nevermind.
“So I guess you did want to kiss me after all,” you're both still trying to stay afloat as he gasps that out. To stop him from saying anything else, you press your lips back onto his with a quick peck. You can feel his mouth grow into a bigger smile, and like a disease you catch it, breaking into your own giggles. You couldn’t help but let out a girlish giggle as you watch his face flush red once again and as he presses his fingers onto his pink lips that were left plump in disbelief.
He pushes back a soaked strand away from your face and places a kiss on your cheek. Then he follows up with one on your nose, the corner of your mouth and your chin. Your limbs wrap themselves around his neck as his body stays pressed against yours as he slowly inches his head down till his mouth meets your plush lips eagerly.
Eyes fluttering shut, it’s almost as if the birds were chirping in the distance in a congratulatory manner but really it’s Taki and Lily hollering in the back as Nicholas shows off his acrobatic skills in the water.
“Well, it seems like you weren’t the only one who wanted to do this all along,” Maki breathes out.
Suddenly remembering your friends exist, you stray away though both your soaking shirts were begging to be in contact again.
Soon enough, Mai ambushes you by dragging you into a competition of who can hold their breath the longest. Taki follows promptly by putting the much taller frame of Maki into a headlock questioning where he was doing but his eyes never leave your frame.
Even when you all played volleyball, Maki still kept his eyes locked on you and once you met his lingering gaze, he gave a quick wink.
With your eyes widening, he shows a toothy grin and his dimples that could make a grown man fall to their knees. Everyone saunters their way back home with Taki and Lily arguing on whether they’d rather go to a dentist or surgeon if they suddenly grew teeth on their ass. You were trailing along with Nicholas and Maki behind.
You slow down subconsciously until Nicholas caught up with the other a few steps ahead of you and it was just you and Maki. Once again. It was quiet.
“What are you looking at,” you question as you catch Maki keep glancing at you through your peripheral vision.
He doesn’t respond. Instead, he pokes your cheek, causing you to swerve your head towards him, almost giving yourself whiplash as he gives a quick peck on the lips and runs off beaming. Your eyes widen, worried someone might’ve seen before exasperating, “oh my gosh! You can't just do that!” and chase after him.
“Oh, they’re weird,” Taki’s statement was followed by chirps of agreement by the rest of them.
ot9 &team when reader gets insecure cause shes lightly chubby (but make it smut hehe I'm a freak!!)
Sorry this took forever! I see the Lee Know cat cafe fan fiction too! DW i'm working on it as we speak!
I Don't Feel Pretty
Idol&TEAM x Blackreader
Requests are open! I reply quickly. Masterlist here
Synopsis~ How the boys react to your sudden insecurity about your weight.
Warnings~ Body dysmorphia, mentions of gaining weight, slight choking, squirting, no protection, size kink, all dom, rough, gentle, intimate
Word Count~ 7.4k
K
You looked in the mirror after your shower. You were wearing K's basketball shorts and your own tight-fitted crop. You pulled the rolls on your stomach as you sighed.
You thought to yourself, When did I have time to gain all this weight.
Your lips were pouted as you turned to look at your chubby thighs. You hated how it looked. Hated how you were starting to feel in your own body.
You had fluctuating weight, and you maintained a diet to keep it the same. But every chance your body got to betray you, it did.
You heard the door open, and you made eye contact with K. His eyes lit up, "There you are!"
He wrapped you in a warm back hug as he swayed. He looked at you from the mirror, "Checking yourself out? You're so gorgeous."
You lied, "Yeah." Voice cracking in the fluctuation.
K looked into your eyes as he raised his eyebrow, "Huh? What's wrong?"
You only smiled. You turned around to hug K, and his hands instinctively went to your ass. You two rocked in each other's arms as he squeezed your ass.
"I'm gonna wear your hoodie." Your head was on his chest. His heart rate was slow. The rumble of this voice rang against your ear. "Why? You look good right now."
His hands traveled to your waist. You pouted, "K, please. I don't wanna look like this right now."
He asked, "Look like what? Baby, you look beautiful." You looked at the chub on your stomach and said, "Look at me. I'm HUGE."
K was silent. Then, you heard it, "PFFT. Girl, if you're huge, then I'm ginormous."
You looked at your boyfriend's playful eyes, and you couldn't help but laugh. K leaned down to kiss you softly. "My baby always looked good. You don't know what your weight gain does to me. Do I need to start showing you?"
You wept, "What do you mean?" K smiled, "C'mere."
He led you to your bed, and he pressed you against the mattress. You wept, "K!"
He laughed as he slid the basketball shorts off. His hands dug into your pants as he kissed your neck. His fingers sunk into your hole, and you moaned.
Your hands dug into his hair.
K said, "You're so gorgeous. I love the way you look, baby. So much more to grab."
K's fingers were strong. He fucked into you with his fingers as you clenched around him. You liked what he was saying.
He took his sweats off and said, "Fucking gorgeous. Look what you did to me?"
His dick was hard. Solid even.
He towered over you as he angled himself into your hole. He calmed down a little. Your pussy was throbbing with need from the attention it got.
K slid through your fold and kissed your cheeks. He was gentle with his thrust as he talked to you.
"You look beautiful. So good. Every time I see that little extra fat, my heart races. Baby, I love your belly, your thighs, your tits when they swell. Fuck."
He buried his head into your neck after you clenched around him. He had you shaking.
"I'm gonna cum," He whispered into your neck. You said, "F-faster. Please."
He hummed and slammed into you. His speed increased as you approached. You twitched and whimpered from underneath him. Yudai cupped your face and kissed you messily. "Don't ever doubt your body again. I love you."
You smiled, "I love you too."
Fuma
He's a supportive old fart. He's always listening to your problems, and he's so attentive.
He was making his famous pancakes for you. You two had just finished doing adult things, and you fell asleep.
He wanted to surprise you with your favorite. You woke up to the aroma. You opened your eyes and threw on his shirt. It went to your plush thighs.
You were gaining weight. You didn't know what it was from, but you didn't like that. You asked Fuma if you could go to the gym with him, but he said he didn't want you to.
You didn't think he noticed why you asked. But Fuma definitely picked up on it.
He was especially hornier these days too. It was odd to you. He was silently showing you that he loved you no matter what you looked like.
You rubbed your eyes, waterproof mascara crumbs staining your fingers. You said, "Pancakes?"
He smiled, "The only thing I know how to make." You laughed as you plopped on your dining room chair. "You make them perfectly every time." Fuma smiled at you as he flipped his pancake onto the plate.
You'd normally eat about 3 and would get full.
He passed you the plate. You stared at the food. You were about to dig in. Your knife cut through the fluffy stack of batter, and you dipped it into your syrup.
You put it in your mouth, and it melted. It tasted amazing.
You smiled, "It tastes good." Fuma smiled, "Good, I'm about to make another six and eat them all."
You looked at him, "Greedy ass."
He laughed as he put the rest of the pancakes on the plate. He sat across from you and ate with you. You sighed as you looked at the pancakes.
You wanted more but suddenly felt the need to restrict yourself. Fuma was quietly watching you as you looked at the plate. You didn't finish the plate of pancakes.
He knew the exact amount of pancakes you'd always eat. This time, you weren't eating.
"Y/N."
Your heat shot up. You two made eye contact. It was silent, his eyes stern. You stuttered, "Y-yeah?"
Fuma crossed his arms. "You didn't eat the entire plate?" You said, "Well, I had a couple snacks before."
Fuma listened carefully to your stupid excuses. "Y/N. First, you're asking to go to the gym, and now you're not eating. Are you getting insecure?"
You shrunk. The confrontative tone of Fuma's voice made you shy. "I wouldn't say that. Just aware."
He quirked his eyebrow, "Of what?"
You said, "How much I eat. I mean, look at me. I used to be so skinny. Now, I'm all round and squishy."
Fuma said, "And beautiful. You look absolutely adorable. I love you no matter what you look like. I'll be stronger and stronger for you."
You said, "I don't know... I don't feel like that right now." Fuma held your hand, "Do I need to show you how beautiful you are again?" You pouted, "Fuma."
Fuma only smiled, "I heard you burn calories with sex."
You jumped on him.
Fuma was a strong guy. He made you feel so small when he picked you up. It was like you weighed two pounds. You bit your lip before leaning in to kiss him. Ou, he was so good. He felt so good under you.
You could already feel his growing boner. His arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping you up to him. He kissed into your warm mouth. That's where his tongue belonged. In between your lips.
Your hands traveled to his hair as you ruffled it. Fuma smiled against your lips. "You know how sensitive my head is."
You giggled as he walked you right back to your bedroom. The sheets were a mess from what happened earlier that day.
You were about to go another round.
Fuma took his sweats off. He kissed your neck. You hummed as you held his head in your arms. Fuma licked across your collarbone, and you felt yourself gush.
Fuck. Fuma felt good.
His hands massaged your beautiful thighs. The contrast in skin color has an effect on you.
Fuma was pale, and you were brown-skinned. Fuma loves your color down to your blemishes.
He playfully kissed your bare stomach. You hadn't realized he lifted the shirt. You didn't bother putting underwear on anyway.
Fuma's fingers were back to your clit for the second time today. He rubbed soft circles against your bud, and you shuddered.
You were still sensitive from the three times you two went at it this morning.
Fuma kissed your bud and swiped his tongue over your folds. You whimpered, hands going to his scalp again.
Fuma fucked you with his tongue as you moaned and whimpered his name.
"So plush," Fuma mumbled from between your thighs. You were squeezing them tighter from pleasure. You didn't even notice.
You frowned as you got closer to another high. Being sensitive meant you came faster.
Fuma knew how to push all your buttons.
You shivered as the cold rush of the orgasm came over you. Fuma was barely using his fingers, but the heat of them was enough for the effect.
You were cumming on his tongue again.
It wasn't long before Fuma was pulling his underwear down, slightly tripping, as he hopped over to the bed.
You laughed at his excitement as he crawled over you.
"Fuma! You almost fell, baby!" He kissed your cheek and said, "Thank you for worrying about me."
You smiled. Fuma angled his fat dick into your hole and slowly pushed in. Your back arched in agony of the stretch. Pussy wet but sticky.
Your hands shook as he dug straight to your spot. He slowly fucked into you. Your hands brushed against his abs as you moaned softly.
Fuma said, "You look so beautiful right now. I love everything about you." You nodded, face scrunched from pleasure.
Fuma grabbed your thighs, "Even down to the TEENY belly fat you claim to have."
You laughed as his slow pace quickened. Your heart raced from the heat. Fuma was hard with his thrust. He slammed right into your spot, causing you to shake underneath him.
You were cumming and clenching all around his dick.
"Ffuuuuckkk. Y/N! You feel so good."
You couldn't speak for yourself because you were still climaxing. Your hips jerked into Fuma's. He fell into the crook of your neck. He said, "Let's just stay like this."
Nicholas
Nicholas was stopping at your house to pick you up. It was summer, and he wanted to go swimming with his girlfriend.
He knocked on the door, aching at the thought of you in a bathing suit.
When you opened the door, you were in a two-piece. Just not the one Nicho was expecting.
"Y/N, what the hell are you wearing right now?" His voice was as soft as ever. You kissed his bottom lip, not reaching high enough to kiss him.
Nicholas bit his lip as he looked over your outfit. You had a long-sleeved bathing shirt with shorts. He looked at your tiny crocs and smiled. "You sure you wanna wear this?"
You laughed, "Most guys would want me to wear more. You want me to wear less?"
Nicholas raised his eyebrow, "I'm not like most guys."
You rolled your eyes, ready to grab your bag of sunscreen, towels, and a change of clothes.
Nicholas was staring at you. You were trying to walk out of the house, but Nicholas blocked the door.
"What happened to my girlfriend? My girlfriend would have on a string as underwear and a top that barely covered her nipples."
You muttered, "It's embarrassing." Nicholas dropped the joking tone. He melted as he walked closer. His tone going softer and babyish, "What's wrong?"
You said, "I don't really wanna talk about it." You looked away. Nicholas cupped your cheek and turned you back to him. "Babe, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything."
Your eyes avoided his, "Well, I've been gaining weight, and I don't feel secure with my body."
Nicholas froze. He took a step back to look you over, "What weight? Is the weight in the room with us?"
You laughed, "Babe! I'm serious. I look so ugly in my bikinis."
Nicholas grabbed your hand. He pulled you into your messy bedroom. He saw the amount of bikinis on the floor and bed and said, "Try them all on, and I'll let you know if you look bad."
You shook your head, "My stomach is-" Nicho cut you off, "Aht, try on your bikinis."
You bit your lip as you turned around. Nicho slapped your ass and watched it jiggle.
"All that fat going to that ass if anything." You laughed, "Nicholas!"
You took your shorts off in front of him. Nicholas has watched you change, seen you naked, licked parts of your body not even exes have.
You rolled the bikini on. You pulled off your shirt and threw on the matching top. Nicho leaned back, looking you over. You could see the boner in his pants.
"Come closer." You walked closer and moaned, "Fuck. Yeah, get on the bed." You said, "What?! The pool party." He laughed, "We're not going to that shit. I just wanted to see you in the bikini."
He pulled you on his lap and kissed you so softly. Your heart melted down your stomach and boiled to your core. Nicho's hands traveled to your ass and grabbed.
You hummed in his mouth. The heat between you grew hotter. Nicho pulled away and kissed your neck. Your hands cupped the back of his head as your own dove back.
His tongue felt so good, licking across your jugular. You finally moaned when he licked over your soft spot. He's made so many love bites and hickeys there.
You loved the way he obsessed over you.
Nicho finally said, "I don't care how big or small you get. You're still Y/N. You can let go of yourself around me."
He pulled away and looked at you, "You're always racing to the shower after sex or doing your makeup when we go anywhere. You're always putting on crazy outfits and putting yourself together. You don't have to do that."
You hugged him, "I don't want you to fall out of love or lose myself." Nicholas went silent for a little.
He pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. "I can't believe you think I'm capable of falling out of love with you."
You felt his hips jerk into you. His boner was rock solid. Your hands went to his shoulder, keeping your body stable. You knew he got you.
"Nicho." He said, "C'mon. Take them off." You bit your lip as you pulled Nicho's pants off. "You're so gorgeous." Your breath hitched when you saw how hard he was.
All of this was because of you. You made Nicho feel like that. Nicho groaned, "You see what you do to me? Fuck, baby."
You looked into his eyes and went silent. Nicho cupped your face and asked, "What's wrong?" His eyes were full of worry. "Nothing, baby. Just... I didn't know I made you feel like this."
He smiled, "Don't I tell you?"
He pulled you back on his lap and kissed your neck. His thumb found its way to your bud as he rubbed circles over it. There was nothing but heat and closeness.
His hand was in between you, the only thing keeping you separate.
You lifted your body and grabbed for his dick. He groaned at the squeeze. You angled him to your hole and sat on it.
He pushed through your walls, stretching you how you like it.
His dick reached your hilt, but you couldn't sit all the way down. He was too long.
Nicho kissed you, "Easy. It's okay." You breathed out in pleasure but nervousness.
Nicho guided your hips as you drove across his dick. He whispered, "Fuck, just like that." Your hands stayed at his shoulders so you wouldn't go too far down.
Nicholas thrust into you, digging deeper, "You got this. It's okay."
You dug your head into his shoulder as you rode him. His dick touched places you can't reach on your own. Your grip got tighter. You started biting his shoulder as Nicho kissed yours.
"So fucking pretty like this."
You felt the knot in your stomach get tighter. It wasn't long before you shook. You're moans getting higher pitched.
Nicho knew what he was doing to you, "C'mon gorgeous."
You clenched around him and came. Right then and there.
Your thighs were burning. Nicho helped you ride out your orgasm. You two fell backward. Nicho kissed your head after brushing your braids to the side.
"Don't ever say you feel ugly. Don't talk about my girlfriend like that."
You laughed and slapped his chest.
"I'll talk about your girlfriend however I want."
EJ
You two were shopping together. You wanted to try on this new dress you've been eyeing online forever. Eujoo didn't even want to come with you. But you really needed a second opinion, and he was your best friend.
Also your boyfriend
But your best friend nonetheless.
You looked at everyone coming out to show their friends and boyfriends.
You jumped into the changing room and looked at the dress.
Silence. Ej only heard silence from you.
He said, "Babe? You okay?"
You didn't respond right away, taking in how the dress looked on you.
The dress looked horrible.
You gained weight. It wasn't hugging your hips like you thought. Your arm fat was hanging, and your stomach was poking out a little.
Ej asked, "Is it that good? I wanna see."
You yelled, "Wait! No! It doesn't-"
Ej opened the door before you could tell him not to. He looked you up and down and said, "The dress is pretty. You should get it."
He kissed your forehead without a second thought.
He was already walking out, and you grabbed for his sleeve. He stopped and turned to look at you.
"What?"
You asked, "Don't you think it doesn't fit right?"
You moved your hands over your body, showing your point frustratingly.
Eujoo said, "No, it looks perfect on you. You've been gaining weight, so you're filling in."
Your breath hitched at how casually he said it. Like that wasn't the biggest insecurity you were dealing with at the moment.
You said, "You noticed?"
Ej smiled, "Of course, I've noticed. I look at your body every day."
You brushed your hand over your face, "But doesn't it look bad?"
Ej closed the door. His eyes were blown out as he pressed you against the wall. "Why would it look bad, Y/N?"
His hands were grabbed at the fat on your waist. It made you feel so insecure, but Ej was loving it.
You said, "It looks bad. I've got fat in places they don't belong, and I don't feel good." Ej said, "That's a you thing. I don't see what you mean at all."
He kissed your neck, sucking at your weak spot. Your core was burning.
"You said I've been gaining weight." Ej looked at you, "It looks good on you. There's more of you to grab."
You repeated, "Grab?" Ej looked at the dress on you. He paused and then looked back up at you. "Alright, let's buy this dress and go home."
He didn't leave the dressing room. He carefully watched you get out of the dress. You push it down your body, changing into your own clothes.
You two walked to the register, and Ej paid.
When you got home, he was all over you. Touching, grabbing, kissing, biting.
You had to have at least thirteen marks on your body by now. "Ej."
He kept breathing heavily as he looked up at you, "What?" Your arms went around his neck, and you looked to the side.
"I don't feel pretty right now."
Ej lifted the dress he forced you to put back on. His fingers slid into your panties, and he fucked you. God, it felt so good.
His fingers were curling in all the right places. His thumb rubbed over your bud as he continued to kiss you.
You moaned in his mouth as his hot lips traced over yours. His tongue pressed flat against yours. You pulled him impossibly closer.
Ej wasted no time taking your panties off completely. "I'm hard."
He looked at your glistening pussy and then back into your eyes. "You know you're beautiful, right?"
You didn't know how to answer, but luckily, Ej was still talking.
"Because if you don't, you're gonna find out today."
He grabbed your big thighs closer. He pulled down his sweatpants and boxers. His dick slapped against his stomach as he rubbed it calmly. "Fuck. You're gonna feel so good."
You braced yourself as Ej pushed into you.
At first, it hurt. As usual, it hurt because of how rushed Ej is. He likes to get straight to the point, leaving foreplay for intimacy.
Right now, he had a point to prove.
He didn't move until your body relaxed. His hand is wrapped around your neck, not squeezing. He just wanted to look at you.
You were so pretty. Your cheeks have gotten chubbier, too. Now, you were especially adorable.
His first thrust broke sound barriers. It was so hard and rough. Your moan was full of shock. The kind of shaky moans you only hear in hentai.
Ej fucked into you again, this time putting his entire cock in.
It hit against your G-spot like a crash.
Your nails dug into his forearm. He let go of your neck, moving closer to you. He fucked into your hole with a steady rhythm now.
His arms were on either side of you as he grunted into your ear. "So... fucking, mm, tight."
Your hands went to his shoulder blades, smoothing over his skin before digging into it.
The pressure of his cock digging in and out. You could feel every part of your body moving around just for him to fit inside of you.
You whined, "Ouah~ hah- it... feels good." He kissed your neck. A huff of hot hair coming from his mouth, "Yeah? You wanna cum for me? Make you feel good."
You nodded as Ej went faster. He knew what he had to do to make you feel good. You bit your lip, now in a haze. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
Ej went harder, and sounds of skin slamming echoed through the room.
You gasped as you felt yourself about to cum. "I'm so close! Oh!"
This feeling of cold and then hot rushed over your body. Your entire body shook as the orgasm rushed to your core. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you huffed. Ej pulled out without a second thought.
He kissed your lips and said, "Don't talk bad about yourself. You're gorgeous the way you are."
Jo
Jo was the quiet type. He isn't going to say anything until he has to. Jo was also very introspective. He liked to think before he spoke.
With you, he'd always say what's on his mind. You were his person, his safe place.
It was the same for you. You felt like you could tell Jo anything. So when he was sitting on your couch, watching a video on his phone, you blurted, "Do you think I'm getting fat?"
Jo's head slowly lifted from his phone. His breathing stopped as he looked you in the eyes. There was a level of confusion and worry in his eyes.
"H-huh?"
You repeated, "Do you think I'm getting fat. I mean, look." You pulled at the fat on your thighs. It was like the webs between frog feet. So stretchy and fatty.
Jo said, "No. I wouldn't use the word." You said, "So you think I'm getting big?"
Jo said, "What's the problem with that?" You paused while looking at your boyfriend. "It's not attractive on me. Other girls make plump thighs and bellies so pretty, but not on me. I look like a slob! I should go to the gym, right?"
Jo sighed. He sat up and rubbed his fingers through his hair. "You look perfect." You sighed, "I don't think so."
Jo stood up abruptly. He hugged you tightly, "Not true." You sighed, "I think I am."
Jo pulled away. His eyes flickered to your lips, then back to your face. "Y/N, I really like how you look now." You smiled, "Really?"
He nodded. You couldn't help but smile as you leaned into his face. You just wanted to kiss him. Jo's hand cupped your cheek as he pressed a kiss into your hot mouth.
You licked his bottom lip, and Jo parted his lips. It was quiet, heated, and intimate.
Your sex life with Jo was always like this. Quiet.
Jo pushed you into your bedroom. You got on the bed as he crawled over you. "You look beautiful. Don't be mean to yourself."
His smile was genuine and full of love and affection.
His hands traced your developing curves as he kissed your cheek. "It's so much more of you to love." Jo was careful with where he touched you. He didn't want to turn you on in case you didn't want to have sex tonight.
But from the way you grabbed him, he got the hint.
Your legs wrapped around his waist, and you whispered, "I need you."
Jo was quick to discard your clothes. He slid his long dick past your folds.
Pure and gentle.
That's how it felt. Jo lets you adjust before going at a slow pace. Your hands were grabbing at him, his muscular back, skinny arms, pretty face, messy hair.
He was sweating. His plump lips were in a frown of focus.
The mole danced on his face as his rhythm got rough. He was panting, grunting.
He looked you directly in the eyes and said, "I'm gonna cum."
Your pussy clenched, and Jo groaned. He let his head fall to the nook of your shoulder. He was so close. You were turned on by the effect you had on him.
He wouldn't stop touching you. You started to shake as you admitted, "I'm about to cum!"
Jo's pace was slow but heavy. The sound of skin against another echoed through the room. You cried out when you reached your climax in his arms.
"Fuck!"
Your muscles tensed. Your toes curled. Your grip on Jo's shoulder got tighter. Jo hissed slightly from how tight you were digging.
You pulled away once the orgasm went down. Jo kissed you on the nose as he cuddled you closer to his body. "I love you, no matter what."
You smiled and kissed him harder, "I love you no matter what."
Yuma
You and Yuma were playing fighting. It's what you two do when you provoke him.
It starts with teasing, and then you hit him, and then he holds you and attacks.
You were too busy giggling until Yuma started to grab you by your thighs and drag you toward the end of the bed.
"You're weak! You can't lift two pounds!" You shouted as Yuma laughed. He said, "Oh yeah!"
He grabbed you, and he couldn't pick you up. At first, you froze, then you looked at his struggling face.
Then, the surge of embarrassment sunk into your stomach. Tears welled up, and Yuma stopped.
"W-why?!" You wiped your tears and said, "I'm too heavy!"
Yuma shook his head, "No! You're not heavy, baby! See!" He picked you up like nothing. You bit your lip and hugged him. "I started gaining weight, and that made me feel like shit!"
Yuma cupped your face while holding you with one arm. "Babe, I was only kidding."
You shook your head, "I know. But still!" Yuma kissed you sweetly. "I'll make it up to you. I didn't wanna make you cry." You frowned, "Well, you did."
Yuma kissed you again, "Alright, can we go to your room?"
You nodded innocently. Yuma carried you to your bedroom and kissed your neck slowly. He felt so good.
His tongue swirled over your collarbone before biting down. You whimpered softly. "You like that?" You nodded. Yuma's hand traveled all over your body.
You were sliding off your shorts and underwear in a second. Yuma was sucking against your clit. "So sweet."
You broke apart from his mouth. He entered you, stretching you wider than usual.
"Fuck Yuma!" Your head dove back, and your back arched with pleasure. Yuma always takes such good care of you.
He kissed your cheek before digging into you again, this time deeper. Your breath hitched with pleasure.
Yuma grunted, "That feels good?" You hummed. Your voice shaking while you squeezed your eyes shut.
You gripped his shoulder as you confessed, "Keep talking. It's getting me close!"
Yuma laughed, "Yeah? Do you like it when I talk you through it? So nasty."
He sucked on your neck before asking, "Fuck, your so tight, baby."
His dick hammered into your G-spot, making you gasp. Your body was shaking against his sturdy one as he said, "Keep clenching like that, and I'll cum."
You shook your head as he kept fucking you. His pace was faster than he's ever gone. Your body rocked to his rhythm. You went silent for a moment as Yuma looked you in the eyes. You got lost with pleasure and love.
His face was so focused on fucking you as his hips dug into you quickly. Your grip got tighter on his forearm as you confessed, "I'm gonna cum!"
Yuma sucked on your chest and bit all over your shoulder as he fucked you faster. Your body shook as you spilled slick all over his hot cock.
He slipped out as both of your creams spilled out of you. Yuma laid on top of you and kissed your neck. "You're so beautiful. All your curves and rolls. Don't think I don't love it."
You hugged him back, arms wrapping around his neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist, resting on the mound of his bare ass.
"I won't."
Harua
Another shopping expedition. This time, you didn't let Harua in. He was sitting outside the dressing room, waiting for you to come out.
"What's going on in there?" You nervously laughed, "Uhm, I don't like how they fit."
Harua jiggled on the door handle, "Lemme see." You looked at the lock, debating.
You unlocked the door, and Harua came in. He was so cute and tall compared to you. His gray hoodie hid the dyed red hair. His roots were black. He looked at you, eyes going up and down.
His smile grew wide, "This looks good on you. Are you blind?"
His eyes were adorable, but his tone was stoic. "Baby, don't you think my thighs are too big? They are the size of two heads smacking together. I need to lose weight."
Harua stepped closer, his tone still just as stoic, "What's wrong with your thighs being big? More to suffocate me with."
You gasped, covering his mouth. "PEOPLE COULD HEAR YOU!!"
You whispered and shouted, "SHUT UP RU!" He smiled, kissing your hand, "I'll pay for these. Let's go."
He locked your fingers between his and drove the two of you home.
Harua got out of the car, ripped you out of your seat, and dragged you to your apartment.
"Harua! Let me go!" He rolled his eyes, "Always dramatic!"
He closed your room door so your barking dog wouldn't come in. You heard Coco whimpering and scratching at the door, so Haura let him in with a huff.
Coco sat on your lap. Harua quirked his eyebrow and looked at your dog, "Yeah? I'm being replaced by a dog?" You laughed, "What's your deal?"
Harua said, "I want you to go put on your prettiest lingerie set and wear the crop top and shorts you always do when you're spring cleaning."
You smiled, "How'd you know I always wear that?"
Haura smiled, "Because I know you."
Coco jumped from your lap when you started getting up. You said, "Fine, but I'm showering first."
Harua shrugged, "I'll join."
He did. He followed right into the shower. He stood behind you, body close to your already hot and wet body.
He whispered in your ear, "Why are you getting insecure about your body? It's cute."
You shook your head, "Ru, I think it's ugly. My thighs are getting fat, my stomach is saggy, and I have wobbly arms now... I hate myself."
Harua wrapped his arms around your waist and hummed, "Yeah? Don't I tell you how beautiful you look every day?"
You turned around and groaned. You said, "Yeah, but you always have that devious look in your eyes like you're being condescending."
Harua let his chin rest on your head. "Yeah? You serious?"
You nodded, "I don't even feel comfortable with you looking at me in the shower right now."
Harua kissed you. He pulled away to ensure you liked it. When he was sure, he leaned back in.
The water crashed over both of your faces. Harua's hair was soaking wet while you wore your shower cap.
Harua's hands traveled from your waist to your leg. He pushed you against the wall and lifted your leg by the thigh.
"You seriously think you look that bad?"
You nodded in agony.
Harua walked closer, letting his dick invite himself to your folds.
His tip pushed into your hole, and you relaxed a little. Something about sex with Harua made you feel safe.
You've always liked it rushed and dangerous, but Harua always slowed you down.
He pushed into you slowly. Your grip on his shoulder tightened as you bit your lip to quiet your moans.
Harua whispered, "I like how much bigger you're getting. It looks good on you."
Your breaths came out shaky. "Please, don't torture me."
Harua laughed. He pulled almost all the way out and thrust in at the same slow speed. You felt his tip hit your spot, and you shook. "Lemme hear you," Harua said.
He sunk deeper and firmer. His speed stays the same.
His thumb went to your bud as he rubbed circles at the same speed as his thrust. You moaned. Harua said, "Alright, angel. I won't torture you."
Harua dug into your hole a little faster. Your back arched. You were chest to chest. Harua pressed a kiss on your lips. You let your tongue enter his mouth. The water hit your chest. Harua pulled away, his breathing heavy.
He was about to cum, and so were you.
As soon as he pulled away, you bit back another moan.
Harua said, "Nobody's gonna hear you."
You shook your head, "Please! I need to cum! Faster!"
Harua said, "Only a little more."
He sped up a little, thrust going deeper.
Your G-spot moved back some, causing you to whimper. "F-fuck! Baby, I can't take it anymore!"
Haura went harder, and you shook, "I'm cumming!"
Your hole clenched around his dick as Harua's breath hitched. Harua grunted, "Ah! fuck!"
He pulled out before he could cum into you. "Baby, you're so beautiful." He cupped your cheek and kissed you again. Your eyes were already closed, but you knew his lips better than anyone.
He pulled away, and you two stared at each other.
..." So, are we done showering or...?"
Harua smiled, "No, you're gonna put on that lingerie, pretty outfit, and we're gonna go another round."
You sighed in fake annoyance. Harua knew you could never get enough of him and his dick.
Ta-ki
"Here are your entrees." You smiled at the salad, and Ta-ki asked, "Y/N? Why'd you order that dumb salad? Where's your usual steak dinner? I told you to get whatever you want, no matter how much it costs. I just finished the tour! I'm rich!"
You raised your hands up, "Ta-ki, calm down." He stopped talking, eyebrows furrowed. "What?"
You said, "It's just a diet to help with the fat." Ta-ki looked you up and down, "Where? Are you smoking?" You laughed, "I love the jokes, but I'm serious! I have gained a lot of weight, and it's looking horrible."
Ta-ki nodded away as he looked at you. It was like a kid pretending to listen. "What are you talking about? You look like a princess."
You sighed, realizing you wouldn't get through to your boyfriend. Ta-ki basically force-fed you. You didn't want his filet steak. He hated this new 'diet'.
When you got home, Ta-ki helped you out of your jacket and slid to the couch. He fell down with an oof and said, "Y/N~ Come on the couch with me."
You took a deep breath and sat on the couch. Ta-ki snatched you up and kissed you attackingly. "AH! Stop!"
Ta-ki's fingers slid to your sides as he started tickling you. You started smacking his arms and trying to get out of his tight grasp. Ta-ki is just too strong.
You yelled, "Baby! STOP!"
He let go, laughing at you. You rolled your eyes, still out of breath. "You attacked me!" Ta-ki smiled, "Yeah, you deserved it. Why are you having delusions about your body."
You pouted. Ta-ki's dimples were deep as he looked at you. Ta-ki kissed your forehead as you cupped his cheeks. "I don't know. Imagine what I'll be like when I'm pregnant."
Ta-ki kissed you, "I can't wait for that day. How would you tell me?"
You thought, "I'd throw the pregnancy test at you."
He laughed and kissed you again, "Babe?"
You nodded. Ta-ki continued, "Can I show you how beautiful you are?"
Ta-ki sat up, and you were climbing on his lap. His kisses were soft and intimate. His tongue traced over your bottom lip, and you parted them.
His hands were firm on your waist, kneading at the fat there. You whined in his mouth, and he pulled away to look at you.
"I know, baby. I promise you're beautiful." You bit your lip as Ta-ki leaned back in. His eyes were low from heat.
He kissed your neck as one hand crawled to your breast. He squeezed them, and you moaned. Ta-ki muttered, "So sensitive today."
He kissed your chest before sliding your shirt up. Your hands were resting on his hard thighs.
Ta-ki wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer. His mouth was hot as he bit at your bra. He slid it off with his teeth as he licked over your sensitive nipples.
"mm~"
His mouth popped over your breast as your head dove back. You couldn't help the way your hips moved against him. He was so perfect with his mouth.
He smiled against your boob. He pulled away and said, "Wanna go to your room?"
You nodded frantically, jumping off his lap and racing him to your room.
Ta-ki's fingers pulled the straps from your shoulder as he replaced them with kisses. You sighed, feeling the heat travel to your core. Ta-ki whispered, "Are you ready?"
You nodded. You both slid your pants down. Ta-ki's hands traveled over your body, taking it in. "Wow, you're so pretty."
He kissed your collarbone. He grabbed his shaft and angled himself inside of you. You took a deep breath as you prepared for the stretch.
Ta-ki and you didn't start having sex until last month. You've been together forever, but it was a slow step because you two were so young.
You bit your lip as you felt him slip past your folds. Ta-ki groaned as he tried to get through your hole. "Shit... you're so tight, baby."
He let his head fall to your shoulder as he panted. He bottomed out and stayed still. He whispered in your ear, breath warm, "Whenever, let me know."
You nodded, fingers still clawing on his back.
Ta-ki kissed your cheek and said, "I can't believe you think you're ugly. There is so much to grab and suck... god. So much more to love about you."
You shook as you felt him move. He was only shifting his position. You clenched, and Ta-ki's breath hitched. "I'm losing it over here."
You slapped his big chest and said, "Start moving!"
He laughed and pulled out. He was slow as he thrust back into you.
Your fingers laced with his as he kissed you hungrily. Your tongues in each other's mouth, swirling spit and love.
You moaned in his mouth when he hit your hilt. Ta-ki smiled. He fucked into you, not pulling out, just humping into your spot.
You were a whimpering mess. You couldn't handle it. Your grip loosened in Ta-ki's hand as you clenched around him again.
You said, "Ta-ki... I'm gonna cum. I c-can't."
Ta-ki started slamming into you, face now only focusing on your boobs rocking to his rhythm. Your body shook as your back arched. Your moans got louder as Ta-ki hit your spot again.
The force was too much, and you were cumming uncontrollably.
Foreign liquid shot from your hole as you cried moans.
Ta-ki let you ride through it as he watched you squirt all over him and yourself. Ta-ki said, "You squirted."
You covered your face, "I know! It's even more embarrassing."
Ta-ki grabbed your wrist and said, "That was the hottest thing you've ever done. Stop making stuff up."
He pulled your hands away and gave you a kiss on the lips.
Ma-ki
Ma-ki was finally home after all his time in Korea. It was so lonely at your apartment without him there every day.
You two had fallen asleep together while watching old TV shows.
You woke up from Ma-ki. He jerked awake and was looking around. You turned to cup his face. "What happened?" He tiredly looked at you and grabbed you, "Nothing, let's go to sleep."
You nodded and closed your eyes. Ma-ki's hair was tickling your face, making you uncomfortable. You turned around, ass perfectly fitting into his crotch.
Ma-ki usually held your hips or waist. Sometimes he'd feel up your boobs. But today, his hand landed right on your stomach.
You tensed, and Ma-ki noticed. You push his hand away, and Ma-ki lifts his head, "What's the matter?"
You said, "Nothing!"
Ma-ki shook his head, "Something is wrong. You never push me away like that." You pouted, "It's embarrassing."
Ma-ki said, "More embarrassing than when you threw up at the gym?" You yelled, "SHUT UP!"
He laughed. His hand squeezes your thigh. He was so warm.
You mumbled, "I'm getting fat."
Ma-ki said, "Excuse me?"
You roared, "I'm getting fat! Why do you think I've been so hellbent on you taking me to the gym with you?"
Ma-ki said, "Because you wanted to spend more time with me?!"
You turned around, "No! I'm fat! Look at this!"
You pulled at the fat on your stomach. Your face was in a frown.
Ma-ki said, "But I like how you look." You said, "I don't feel happy like this." Ma-ki cupped your face and kissed you. It was slow and deliberate.
His bottom lip dragged across yours, slowly parting them. The clicks of your lips echoed through the room.
His tongue slipped in, and Ma-ki slowly rolled over. He had both your wrists in one hand. He kissed down your neck, chest, and stomach.
"Stop talking about yourself like that, beautiful."
He slid your pants off and dug a finger in. You sighed with relief. His hot mouth covers your clit.
"Mm, so sweet."
His voice vibrated to your core. You moaned. He had already let go of your hands, so now you were massaging his scalp as he fucked you with his tongue.
Your breaths were shaky. Ma-ki slid his first finger into your hole, and you let your head dive back. Ma-ki hummed into your core. He made you feel so good like this.
Your eyes lulled closed as you felt yourself about to cum. "Baby, I'm gonna cum."
Ma-ki sped up, sucking harder on your clit.
"Fuck! Ki!"
You shook from pleasure. Ma-ki towered over you. Oh, he was ready to be inside of you. He didn't care that you were recovering from your orgasm. He wanted you overstimulated.
"You can take it."
You moaned when he pushed through your walls. Now, you were more vocal. Your pussy fluttered around him as you realized you were about to cum. Ma-ki fucked you harder, knowing you were close.
Your moans were getting higher pitched. "Ma-ki! Please!"
Your body shook as you started cumming around his huge cock. He pulled out his heavy cock. Your breath was heavy. Ma-ki rubbed slow circles over your clit and watched you twitch.
You took a deep breath, and Ma-ki kissed your cheek. "You're so beautiful. Don't ever try to hide from me."
&team members as day6 love songs makes sense even if you don't know the songs don't worry – snippets of them in love
genre : songfic, fluff. some have specific scenarios, some are general
w.c. : around 150-250 for each member, k's turned out to be just a tiny bit longer oops
a/n : me? uploading somewhat regularly? i know, i'm surprised too xD. i will also be making an angsty version of this – &team members as day6 breakup songs *insert evil smile* (a little later tho). also day6 are an amazing k-band guys you should check them out if you haven't already <3
♡ euijoo
♪ beautiful feeling
euijoo has had crushes before, sure. but nothing has ever felt like this. like you. he is so absolutely giddy in love, but even love feels like an understatement. he thinks the word ‘love’ is thrown around way too casually to encapsulate all that he feels for you, which is a LOT – he doesn't even know where to start. it's honestly fascinating, even to himself: he doesn't think he's ever smiled so much in all his life. his cheeks hurt whenever he's around you. heck, he even finds himself smiling when he's alone, and nicholas teases him endlessly but he couldn't care less. he's just so genuinely happy at the mere thought of you and he loves it. it's also like the world has suddenly become more enchanting because of you; he sees beauty wherever he goes. it's all very cliché, but who cares when cliché feels this good? he loves this almost overwhelming wave of joy and peace and comfort and love that he feels in your presence. he loves every minute of you.
(other members under the cut!)
♡ fuma
♪ man in a movie
fuma is a very practical person. he doesn't believe in things like destiny or love at first sight. but one serendipitous meeting with you is all it took to change his mind. it has been months, and he's still in awe about the fact that if you both hadn't happened to be at the same place at the same time on that one particular day, you might've never met! how insane is that? he still remembers the incredible moment he first saw you, it was like in the movies – like time stopped and everything around you blurred and all he could see was you. and he hasn't been able to take his eyes off of you ever since. with you in his life, everything sounds like music, you make him feel like the main lead in a romcom. the first time you kissed, he could almost swear he heard fireworks. or maybe it was just the sound of his heart.
♡ kei
♪ dance dance
it started with something you told him in passing once: that you wished you could dance the way people do at parties – without any inhibitions and solely for the purpose of enjoying themselves. you wished you weren't so self-conscious so you could just let go and have fun without worrying about whether you were any good. and your wish became his command. the next weekend, he takes you to a party. he drags you to the dance floor and shouts over the music, his body already moving to the rhythm, “let's dance!” you stare at him incredulously, although it's a little hard given the dim and flashing lights. “c’mon, what's the worst that could happen? nobody here knows you, and you don't know anybody. heck, you can't even see people's faces properly! everyone's here just to have fun. dancing is about losing yourself in the music. don't worry about anything else!” and then he proceeds to dance like an idiot so you won't feel embarrassed by whatever moves you want to try out. it works. when it's over, you're so elated and happy that you don't even realise that you're the only one who's tired and sweaty while he still looks almost the same as he had when he came, because he's barely been dancing, he was too caught up in watching you. he's never seen you this unguarded and free. messy hair, crazy moves, but in his eyes you've never been prettier. you leave feeling a little more in love with life. he leaves feeling a lot more in love with you. on the way home, when you're still riding on the high of what happened, he quietly confesses to you.
♡ nicholas
♪ be lazy
this man is so cocky as well as clingy when he's in love (insane combo btw good luck surviving), and mornings with him are when both sides are at their peak. as soon as he hears your alarm go off, his hold on you tightens and he whines when you try to free yourself. “don't go today,” he mumbles right into your neck in his deep morning voice, managing to give you goosebumps even in your groggy state. when you eventually (and reluctantly, because you hate that you've to be responsible when all you wanna do is just give in and snuggle up close) free yourself from his grip, he frowns with the most adorable pout on his lips which you're tempted to kiss away. “the world outside is cold and cruel. stay with me,” he holds his arms out. you shoot him a look and he spouts some nonsense about how he had a dream that it’d be dangerous to go outside today. “who are you, caesar's wife?” you mutter with a roll of your eyes. when clingy doesn't work, he turns flirtatious. he holds himself up using his elbow, and pats the empty spot beside him, “you're missing a piece of heaven, babe,” he says with a smirk, “everything you need is right here.” you try, unsuccessfully, to suppress your smile.
♡ yuma
♪ chocolate
yuma knows it's not right, but he can't stop thinking about what it must feel like to kiss you. which is why, lately he's been wondering if he ever saw you as a friend or has unconsciously always wanted something more. and it feels like he has to work harder each time you meet to keep himself in check, though nothing more than the occasional glances stolen at your lips when you aren't looking has transpired so far. today, you have been yapping away about some show you've just finished watching, and yuma is listening. at first. and then he becomes extremely conscious of the fact that he's looking at you. sure, that’s what one normally does when someone is talking but this is you. and you're so close. and you're looking at him too as you speak. and suddenly he doesn't know where to look. it feels too intimate to look into your eyes, so he focuses on the spot between them. but that doesn't feel right either. shit, he's not even listening to you anymore. for heaven's sake pull yourself together and look somewhere! he settles for your nose. hmm, they have a pretty nose. which is so close to their pretty lips… lips that probably taste sweeter than chocolate… why do i feel like i know what they taste like even though i've never kissed the- oh god i'm staring at their lips. i should stop staring at their lips. i can't stop staring oh god how long have i–
♡ jo
♪ i like you
jo doesn't talk much. he's very calculated with his words and only talks when he feels it's absolutely necessary. he's someone who doesn't like confrontations and uncomfortable conversations, so he tries to avoid those as much as possible - especially with people he likes. because what if he says the wrong thing and messes up? better not to talk unless he's absolutely sure of what he's going to say. that has been his rule so far. but today, he decides he has to say something, even if he's not sure what exactly, even if saying what he wants to might make things uncomfortable and awkward with you. because he can't hold back anymore. he needs you to know the truth about how he feels about you. there's a good chance you probably already know since he hasn't exactly been subtle what with him stumbling over his words and his ears that seem to be perpetually red when you're around. still, he needs you to know for sure how much he likes you. this is a chance he's willing to take. you make him feel brave. ridiculously nervous, yes, but also brave (yeah he doesn't know how that works either). is he terrified that he might ruin what you have now by confessing? 200%. but on the off chance that maybe, just maybe, you like him too…well he'll never know unless he does this. so here he goes.
♡ harua
♪ hi hello
‘hi’ has become his favourite word ever since he met you. such a short, simple word but such a magical one – the word that turned you from strangers to lovers. all he knows is that one day he was admiring you from afar and then the next week he was walking you home from your date, already looking forward to the next one. and to think that all it took was for him to find the courage to walk up to you and say this simple word! it's nothing short of a magic spell as far as he's concerned. he still remembers the first time he said it to you, and how his heart felt like it was in his throat, and how he has looked forward to saying it every day since. the nerves have reduced over time, but not the thrill. he loves seeing the way your smile grows a little brighter with each ‘hi’ of his, and hearing the barely contained excitement in your voice as you say it back. your hello is his favourite poem.
♡ taki
♪ i'm serious
taki cannot make out if you're really this dense or if you're doing it on purpose to mess with him, because he's pretty sure everyone else in the whole entire world (okay, in his world at least) knows how completely head over heels he is for you. he practically has heart eyes whenever he's looking at you – how can you not see it? he's not even trying to hide it at this point, he's been dropping hints left and right. he's not even sure they can be called ‘hints’ anymore because he's been making it so obvious he's basically making a fool of himself but he couldn't care less. you drive him insane in the best and worst of ways. he often brings up the elephant in the room jokingly to gauge how you really feel, trying to seem casual when really it feels like his heart is going to explode. he can't even give up because sometimes you do flirt back and it gives him hope. but mostly you just laugh it off and he's back to square one, wondering if you're actually this clueless. can't you just put him out of his misery?
♡ maki
♪ say wow
his jaw drops. which is frustratingly ridiculous because it's not the first time he's seeing you – he's seen you like a thousand times before, considering you've been friends since you were kids. so what is it about tonight? he has no clue. all he knows is that his eyes have been glued to you ever since you walked through the door of his house. it's his birthday party, but he feels like they all should be celebrating you instead. at one point, he leans over to harua and asks him to click pictures of you instead of him, and harua looks at him like he's crazy. maybe he is. when you give him his gift and wish him happy birthday, he just stares at you with his mouth hanging slightly open because he's suddenly forgotten how to speak. he steals glances at you the whole evening, wondering if you've always been this wonderful and he just didn't notice. has your laugh always sounded this delightful? has your touch always felt so electrifying? how could he have been so blind, when you're this sparkling? what have you done to him?
a/n : ik k's and nicho's aren't exactly love songs strictly speaking but i just felt it fit them well
