#eric sohn

[leclercsainzz]

RATING THE EXES

PAIRINGS: fem!reader x lando norris (ft. jude bellingham, keeho, and eric)

TYPE: social media au

SUMMARY: in which YN rates her exes, sparks chaos, and maybe—just maybe—rekindles old flames

celebscoop

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celebscoops: Model YN LN is causing CHAOS on Twitter after publicly rating her exes!

The 23-year-old model took to X (formerly Twitter) last night to give scores to her most famous ex-boyfriends — and let’s just say fans are spiraling. 👀

Since then, all FOUR of her exes have replied to the thread — with Lando even insisting “immaculate doesn’t even begin to cover it.”

Fans have already made the hashtag #YNExFiles trend worldwide, and edits of YN and her exes are flooding TikTok and Instagram.

Do you think YN was being too honest … or not honest enough? 👇

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user: keeho about to duet this with a tik tok explaining his side 😭

user: oh she’s messy. i love it here

user: lando finally winning smth this season 😭😭😭😭

user: not her confirming jude can’t argue 😭 he probably lost fights in his head too

user: keeho prob rated himself a 10 in the mirror anyway

user: eric being a walking red flag… like why is she confirming everything we joked about 😭

user: i love how she casually exposed her entire dating history like it was a buzzfeed quiz

user: lando is 9/10 and the “annoying” knocked the other point off. makes sense

user: eric rn googling “can you sue your ex for defamation on twitter.”

↳ user: LMAOO dont give him ideas

yourusername: HAHAHAHA

↳ user: she’s a menace 😭

user: one thing about yn is her taste in men is immaculate

user: lando, jude, keeho, eric… literally all peak men. she out here collecting legends 😭

↳ yourusername: collector vibes … can’t deny it 😎

yourusername

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yourusername: and i know it might mess you up

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user: “might mess you up”??? bro, lando and keeho are crying internally at this 😭

user: the exes are internally screaming … fumbling a baddie hard

kendalljenner: 😍 baddieeee

user: JUDE BEING IN THE LIKES 😭

user: the chokehold you have on me rn absolute goddess

user: keeho BETTER be in the comments losing his mind too because WOW 😮‍💨

user: okay— how did norris pull this bad bitch??

user: no bc how do you go from HER to not her???

user: eric fumbled

keehop1harm: still got that effect, huh? 🔥

↳ yourusername: 🙂‍↕️ you said it not me

↳ user: he wants her BADDD

user: KEEHO COMMENTED?!? he’s lowkey trying to slide back in

user: my man down bad still 😭😭😭

user: i want thEm back 😭

↳ user: i NEED her back with lando!!!!

user: babe, would you ever get back with your ex?

↳ yourusername: depends on the ex ;)

↳ user: @keehop1harm GET YOUR GIRL, KING

↳ user: @landonorris @landonorris @landonorris ITS YOUR TIME TO SHINE!!! COME ON, DO SOMETHING!!

user: she could gaslight me anytime

lilyrose_depp: marry me 🫦

lando: sign me up then

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user: nOt lando deleting his comments 😭

↳ user: WHAT COMMENT?!??

↳ user: he commented, “sign me up then” referring to her caption

user: keeho and lando fighting for her attention like champs, while jude and eric are somewhere probably hiding and crying 🤣

user: got two exes fighting for her attention in the comments

gabbriette: body soooo tea 😍

user: MOTHER IS MOTHERING 😩

user: posting a thirst trap a day after rating your exes is insane

user: call me jude the way im speechless

↳ yourusername: 😭😭 I CANT LMAO

user: let me gaslight you and bring you flowers, plz 🙏🏼

↳ eric.is.youngjae: 😭😭😭😭 i cant with ya’ll

↳ user: are you trying to gaslight me right now??

↳ yourusername: HAHAHA

user: ERIC COMMENTING 😭 im deaddd

user: got all her exes stalking her lmao

yourusername

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yourusername: lost files found 💗✨

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user: WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE SHIRT—HELLO??

user: can’t decide if i want to be you or date you

user: definition of goals!

user: THE MCLAREN TSHIRT?!?? hELLO!???

bellahadid: hottie with a body 😍

user: lando seeing this and regretting everything

↳ user: suddenly i care about f1 again

madisonbeer: 😍😍 obsessed with youu

user: @lando

lando: is this your way of making me lose focus next race?

↳ yourusername: maybe im just making sure you have something to think about other than racing … priorities, babe;)

↳ user: he’s def gonna crash the next race thinking about this

user: just admit you miss each other, y’all making us suffer

kendalljenner: hottie 🫦

↳ yourusername: love yaaa

user: if lando crashes the next race, it’s because of her comments, no doubt 😭

user: keeho BETTER step up fast before lando swoops in and takes his girl!!!

eric.is.youngjae: are you trying to gaslight me?? 🤔

↳ yourusername: is it working tho? 🤣

↳ user: PLEASE 😭 he ain’t gonna let this die lmao

↳ user: our gaslighting king

user: LANDO BEING BOLD?!!?

judebellingham: 🤩

user: battle of the exes in the comments

user: how can one be this beautiful?!?? 😩

user: the baddest

keehop1harm: call me gal gadot the way idk how to act

↳ yourusername: 😭😭😭

↳ user: keeho— what is this?!!?

↳ user: yOOO, IM DEADDD 😭

yourusername

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yourusername: started with a bunny, ended with a blur 🐰📸

tagged: @kendalljenner

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kendalljenner: love yaaa, sexy 💋

user: i love you too

user: i volunteer as tribute for literally anything you need

user: pretty girl behavior 😍

charles_leclerc: the cutest bunny ever

user: kendall and you = unstoppable duo!

user: oh she’s THAT girl

user: wow. just wow.

lando: are you always this captivating, or is this a special occasion? 🤔 or???

↳ yourusername: i save my best for the fans who notice

↳ user: omg omg janesbsnd

keehop1harm: bunny’s got that “model off-duty” look down perfectly #modelstatus

↳ yourusername: we practice our poses together — obviously professional stuff 🐰😎

user: a baddie with her baddie friend 😍

gigihadid: 😍😍 gorgeous girls!!

user: lando better get his girl back 😭😭

user: cute bunny!!!

user: always glowing, gorgeous!

user: 😭😭😭 girl— youre so beautiful

user: pretty in every way possible

user: the bunny 🥺🥺

user: lando and keeho got post notifications on 🤣

user: my fav duo 😍 @kendalljenner @yourusername

user: you must be jude bellingham, because you’ve got me hooked from the first touch

↳ yourusername: YOOOOO 😭

↳ user: all i can think about when i hear/see judes name is “good taste in restaurants, terrible taste in arguments” 💀

user: YESS GIRLLL 🔥🔥

bellahadid: ok, work

user: gorgggggg 😍

user: she’s probably wishing she never rated her exes 😭

user: can i be you?

user: MARRY ME!!!! PLEASE!!! 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

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lando norris — yn ln

yourusername

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yourusername: tonights vibe— a little déjà vu

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user: HOT

lando: might have to adjust my standards after that night … immaculate performance 😏

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lando: well hello pretty girl

↳ user: SIR?!???

user: LANDO COMMENTING AND CALLING HER PRETTY GIRL

user: lando’s the only ex i want her to get back with 😭😭😭😭

kendalljenner: answer my text!!!!

↳ yourusername: omw

user: that looks like the bar that her and lando used to go to

user: yn and lando might be back?

user: wait— yn and lando? lowkey banging and trying to keep it hush-hush or?!??!????

user: why are people saying ynlando is back?!!?

↳ user: bc of his comment 🙄 calling her “pretty girl”

user: oh to be the yn ln 😩

user: 😍😍 the prettiest girl ever

user: keeho liking a minute after she posted 😭 #downbad

user: glowing as always

user: how can one be this beautiful?

user: i hope her and eric get back together

↳ user: so he can gaslight her again??? 💀 please

user: @lando aint this the bar ya’ll used to go?!

carlossainz55: uuuuyy

user: KEEHO, GET UP!! cOME GET YOUR GIRL!!

user: goals 😍

user: wait— this is lando and yn’s “spot” no??

user: she has to be with lando, there’s no other explanation

yourusername

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yourusername: breaks over, he came to his senses

tagged: @lando

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user: you hear that? thats the sound of the internet breaking

user: went from ‘are they?’ to ‘OMG THEY ARE’ real quick

user: OMG OMG OMG OMG

lando: what can i say, i missed my girl

↳ user: IM IN SHAMBLES NAKAJSJDXN

user: oh keeho ain’t gonna like this 😂

user: I JUST DROPPED MY PHONE IN A PUBLIC PLACE

user: I KNEW IT. I NEVER LOST HOPE

user: so who texted who first? be honest

↳ user: he definitely did! he wanted her BAD

user: he fumbled once and immediately remembered who she is

user: sex was that good huh? 😏

↳ yourusername: behave!!

user: no cause if he came back to ME after a break??? he’d be blocked 😭 but this? i support

user: no wonder he’s been all smilingly this whole week

oscarpiastri: finally i don’t have to hear his whining 😭

↳ lando: i see how it is 😞

carlossainz55: he was consistently losing his mind over you

↳ lando: is it expose lando norris day or??

user: his dick game must be next level for her to come back

↳ user: 😭😭 did you not see her rating?!??

↳ user: thats the whole point

user: the real reason she’s back? that dick games legendary

↳ lando: she’s a good rider— knows how to handle the curves

↳ user: OMG

user: lando omg????

user: i wanted her and keeho tbh 😩

↳ user: same sis same

user: she might be back with lando, but let’s not forget she said eric’s got that BDE

user: my favorite couple back together 😭😭😭 YAYY

user: i called it

[eternallyei]

“He’s just a friend” you keep telling yourself.

After all, he’s just one of your friends being nice, being overly funny by only the way he acts around people. Clumsy around you, smiles betraying his idiotic self. Because he is, he acts so stupid, so goofy all the time.

But it’s what makes him so comfortable and easy to be around. This is what makes your boyfriend trust him to be around you.

Whenever you accompany your boyfriend to his ‘buddy hang out night’, of course he’s here. And he has his eyes on you, he sees how your face light up when you spot him among the bunch of friends. And he loves it — you’re his best friend along with your boyfriend.

He goes to hug you right away, his hand swirling around your waist with more respect than any other guys your boyfriend hangs out with. Placing a kiss on your cheek when you ask him how he’s been doing.

From the outside, it looks like there’s nothing else than friendship between you two. And no one from your friends nor your own boyfriend suspects anything because no one sees anything else in him than his goofiness.

Really. Really though ?

No one sees how he smiles lightly when you praise him ?

No one sees the way his tongue pokes into his cheek when your boyfriend kisses you ?

No one sees the way he adjusts and sits back when your attention is finally all his ? His arm spreading behind your seat to let his eyes long into yours ?

The way his eyes drop to your lips when you look away to think for a second, the way he leans closer to laugh with you.

And all he wants is grab your neck and kiss your lips messy, needy, desperately, like it’s unbearable to hold back anymore.

No one notices anything ? Is it just you ?

Just you that’s getting a weird feeling about him that since your boyfriend had to leave for business matters… he’s different.

His clothes are different, his cologne is different, his eyes and every single part of him is different somehow. It’s like he studied your every tastes.

But there’s more to it— he’s different.

Different in the way he speaks to you. Different in the way he smiles at you. Different in the way he looks at you. Different in the way he acts around you. Speaks to you.

But… it’s not him. It’s how you feel about him.

Being around him feels different — comfortable, comforting but strangely appealing.

You just don’t know, he looks better and better each day you hang out with him.

He has always smelled good but his scent feels intoxicating, like the mere wind of his perfume just sends your mind into panic. A positive one, one that forces butterflies into your stomach and soaks your panties.

And god knows it’s been a while since you felt like this. You were so used to the feeling your boyfriend gave you.

It’s when you were talking with him about the weather and whatsoever and he stared at you a little too long after the conversation ended a split second, that you felt it.

That tight knot in your stomach.

The one that practically makes you jump at him, lips desperately searching for his willing one. He kisses back, hungrier. Hands already on your waist before you even feel them.

His tongue licking your lips for access, but he barely even kisses your lips before his patience ticks and it’s all about your jaw and neck that he so longed for.

You know you can’t push him away anymore, and… it’s not like you really want to.

If anything, you want more. You crave more. You crave him.

His intoxicating cologne envelopes your conscience, you know it’s wrong but who fucking cares at this point.

He’s not here. Your boyfriend isn’t here. And both you and him know none of you two will ever snitch about whatever will happen from now on.

Not when his hands sliding under your shirt feel so good, so gentle and warm. God, you were both desperate for this.

Both needing to get your hands on each other, discover each other’s bodies. Feel each other, touch each other, taste each other.

His gentle hands travel under your shirt, one circling behind your back and the other finding way at the edge of your bra — where his favorite view shyly hides under those damn layers of clothes.

“Fuck”

You almost hit him, he sounds so needy, so deprived. Like the softness of your round boobs under your bra was all he needed tonight to get his mind at peace.

But he needs you. More. His body does.

His cock already rock hard from the moment you greeted him today, barely hidden in those grey sweatpants.

Before you know it, he’s over you, needy hips buckling into yours. He kisses you, barely even caring whether or not he’s on your lips or just anywhere on your skin.

Fuck it. He knows it’s wrong, you’re his best friend’s girlfriend but how is he supposed to hold back when you feel this good. This warm and welcoming around his cock.

His hands are trembling to find where to touch you. One is fisting the sheets next to your head and the other hovering over your soft skin, thumb finding one of your perked up nipple, rewarding him a beautiful sound from you that he promises to keep in his mind for when he won’t be able to touch you anymore.

He swears under his breath when you clench around when he hits the right spot. Desperate and aching to fill you up at the very moment you finally moan just a little louder into his ears.

Poor guy doesn’t even know how long he’ll be able to last and hold it back.

You just feel better than he has ever imagined.

And you look even more beautiful when you’re under him taking everything he gives you so well.

After all, you can’t blame him for being a little needier than usual. Not when he has always been forced to keep his hands off such a beautiful piece of art.

— CALEB Gojo atsumu Oikawa CHILDE vere

— AND YOUR FAVS ♡

So basically.. don’t come at me but this was all bc Eric’s been looking funny these days..

i didn’t really know how to finish this (as usual) but uhm.. bear with me pleasee, i hope it’s still readable babes, i reread it a 100times—

also, i’d be glad if someone tells me who they thought abt while reading this, I’m curious

likes, rb and comments are appreciated, thank you lovelies ♡

@eternallyei. please do not copy/translate/use as your own.

[lolliloopsy]

APHRODISIAC .ᐣ.ᐟ

➤YOU ATE THE ENTIRE THING???!!!

pairing ⟡ ericsohn x fem!reader warning ⟡ 18+, mdni, smut, pussy eating, masturbation, explicit content, kind of dumb!eric, dom!eric, needy!eric word count ⟡ 2.9k

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variety of snacks. chips, biscuits, candy — just a bunch of sweets.

everything seemed dull, the display of treats didn’t look appealing or make him salivate on the spot. the sounds of crunching, crumbling ripple through the air as his hands would rummage within the drawer full of snacks, stomach rumbling out of patience — nothing looked appetizing.

his stomach kept growling louder as he continued his search. a stack of chips, a range of multiple flavours, a candy bar, roasted nuts. on an average day, he would eat it but he wasn’t in the mood for most of these snacks.

except for this one.

it was deep in the drawer, almost as if you were trying to hide it from him. it was packaged with red, valentine themed coloured paper, carefully wrapped in foil with metallic tones peeking through the packaging. “tabs chocolate” whatever that means. it was labeled with gold typography, engraved with bold designs — huh, seems a bit seductive.

eric thoroughly studied every detail, tracing his fingers, slowly and delicately. he could smell incense of the chocolate through the wrapper, leaking with nutty and sweet fragrances. he caught himself salivating at the sight like a puppy who perks up from the sound of treats from across the room, already drooling at the thought. he flips the chocolate over, rustling with each touch of his fingertips sticking to the paper. everything was in cursive, as if he could read it that well. and on top of that his vision wasn’t that great.  

squinting, hoping his vision would be more clearer but it didn’t. he cursed to himself, irritated that his vision was failing to clear up. fuck, he wishes he had his glasses on him but they were nowhere to be found, and yet his stomach kept growling, eating him alive. 

man fuck it. 

he carefully peels off the wrapper, avoiding any obstacles from causing it to tear. he skins off the second layer, the foil loses its perfect form as it creates wrinkles. a whiff of warm, rich tones of spice burst through his nose, weaving through his senses as the chocolate was now uncovered. 

the other day, he saw you holding that same chocolate bar when you came back from work, wondering what snacks you’ve brought this time but he never paid attention to it until now.

he breaks off a piece, holding a huge chunk between his fingers — slowly inspecting it like he uncovered a clue to some puzzle. with precision, full concentration on the piece of chocolate.

dark, smooth, velvety to the touch. bits of almonds mixed with the creamy texture. the warmth from his fingers was melting the chocolate, the rich consistency staining as he continued to observe. damn, he’s never been more excited to eat chocolate. 

without a thought, he takes a bite, eating an entire chunk, not knowing the consequences of his actions. 

oh lord. 

☠︎︎

the sound of keys, jingle, as they were bunched together, trying to find the right one as it echoes across the hallway of your apartment building before you crack open the door. 

the lock faintly clicks, slowly opening the door. “i’m home!” your voice is alert and attentive. closing the door behind you before you fully grasped yourself, not registering that he wasn’t answering like usual. 

the apartment was dead silent, eerie and unnatural. it was so quiet that you could hear the wind from outside, the leaves rustling as they washed away like wisps.

“babe?” your voice, soft with a hint of worriness in your tone. weird.  

he was definitely home, no rehearsals, no interviews — his schedule was pretty light today. so why was it so quiet in here? 

“eric?” you called again, and was met with silence. 

wait. 

you hear a distinct sound coming from down the hallway, actually it was coming from the bedroom.

“mmph!” a soft, almost like a moan was heard from the bedroom once again, gradually getting louder with each step you take. 

the door was cracked open, slightly, and there he was, what seemed to be pleasuring himself but, you can barely see him with the door covering most of his body. the room was dimly lit, the light from the window illuminating a soft golden glow through the room. you quietly creep towards the door, tippy toeing with the best of your abilities.  

“f-fuck — baby I need you so bad..” he whines once again but it was more desperate, more needy.

you hid behind the door quietly as you can. you peeked your head through the crack, not too much but enough to reveal him.  

messy jet black hair, all tangled in the sheets. his skin was tinged with a radiant glow — golden with a toasted wash that made him look sun kissed; the bed that was once perfected was now crinkled, creating a ruffled map of his heated session. the grip on his cock was suffocating, so tight, so rigid. his other hand was clutching the sheets so tightly, knuckles buried deep into the mattress as they turned white with frustration. your eyes dart slightly to the bedside table: a bottle of lotion — a small drop of cream, peeking out from the actuator, oozing when he pumped a small dose on his palm. beside it, there was a crumpled mess of some sort of wrapper, a sultry red, foil ripped slightly. it kind of looked like the chocolate bar you bought.  

hold on. 

your eyes widened with shock, coming to a realization — it was the chocolate bar you bought. he ate the entire thing..?

did he not know that there was aphrodisiac…?

“f-fuck baby, where are you — i miss you.” his voice, gradually getting more desperate with each stroke. soft, agonizing pumps as he kept beating till his dick went lump. if only he knew that you were standing right outside the door hearing the entire thing.

damn, he sounded hot. the way he sounds beneath the sheets, dripping with ecstasy as his thoughts flooded with the memories of you. his lips were parted slightly, shallow breaths escaping him as his muscles were taut. with each stroke — his biceps flex, revealing his toned structure. he was getting more sensitive, trembling even. 

scenarios of you resurfaced his mind. whenever you smile, eyes accentuate with a flicker of warmth that makes his heart swell.  your presence itself, it was irresistible like a drug, impossible to resist.

he groans, breathy and shaky. sticky, squelching noises bursting as the sounds of his dick were becoming louder and sloppier as his pace was slowly increasing — he was losing it.

you caught yourself biting your lips, thighs clenching tightly as the warmth of your core intensifying with the air thickening under your skin. your thoughts were scrambling in your head, scenarios dispersing with the echoes of his moans bombarding your mind.

you were too lost in your thoughts; you accidentally leaned a little too much, causing the door to slightly move which he quickly notices. 

“B-BABE??!!” he immediately shot up, looking at you with embarrassment. he grabs the duvet and shields his body from you. “y-you’re home early. i-i didn’t hear you come in” clears his throat as he tries to break off the awkwardness. 

“y-yeah, they sent me home early.” you try to make light of the situation, ignoring the fact you caught him masturbating to the thought of you. 

you examined his face. flushed, flustered, anxious. his breath was uneasy, stomach slowly rises and falls, taking in deep breaths with each exhale shuddering. his cheeks tinged with a flush that makes him look drunk, and with pure desire. eyes fluttered as they refused to look at you, feeling remorse for his actions but he wasn’t really ashamed. 

yeah, he was embarrassed but the rush of desire was crashing him like a wave, consuming him the more he realized that you were a metre away. fuck, what was in that chocolate bar. his body felt like it was set on a fire — not even a refreshing cold bucket of water could cure him. the heat was immensely rapid but something about this heat felt like it wasn’t from humidity, no, this wasn’t heat at all. this was a craving, an appetite for hunger — sexual desire.

he needed a cure. 

you.

“hey, are you okay?” your brows furrow, eyes searching for any signs of flickers, concerns as you say with a worried tone while inching closer to him. 

you slowly plop yourself onto the bed, the mattress sinking as your weight crushes the soft foam. you put your palm to his forehead — he was burning, his temperature was fluctuating with your cold hand, it felt like he had a fever.  

“omg babe, you’re burning. hold on i’ll ge-”  

he grabs your wrist, a grip that said everything but nothing at all once. just before you get up, he pulls you close to his chest. “eric?” 

his expression was unreadable, he doesn’t utter a word but instead, just pins you down on the bed with you underneath him. the covers fell gently on eric’s back like it was controlled by air.

his lips crash onto yours. no second thoughts, no doubts, not a hint of hesitation. you’re taken aback by his sudden approach, eyes widened with surprise from the way his body reacts to you but you slowly melted onto his touch. his tongue danced around your mouth with hunger as you tried to keep up but he was ravaging your mouth as if time has shifted with every second counted. you wrap your arm around his neck, pulling him even closer with his hands exploring your frame, clothes riding up with every graze. “nngh — i need you.”  he fidgets with the buttons on your shirt, trying to unbutton but his patience was wearing thin so he pried open your collared shirt with irritation, exposing you with only your bra. 

by coincidence, you were wearing his favourite pair: a simple cotton black bra with a miniature bow placed on the center gore. though it was simple, it still did a number on his dick. he carefully unclasps your bra, throwing it across the room like it was a piece of scrap. god, you look ethereal under him. the way your hair was already messy from the slightest tension and the way you’re breathing heavily while looking at him with your eyes — a silent plea that spoke of a relief that only he could offer.

“I’m yours.” 

“I want you.” 

your eyes were his weakness, his entire body buzzed with tension as muscles were tightening before he got to take his time with you. his palm was placed on your tits, massaging as his other hand traces your delicate skin. his touch felt surreal, each symbolized a surge of ache — an addicting feeling you never want to let go. 

“i want to taste you, baby.” his voice escaped with a breathy tone, his lips leave yours but only to trail down your body with tenderness. his hands play with your nipples while his lips skims through the outline of your jaw, the valley of your neck and along your collarbone, leaving a lingering path of affection as he kisses you non-stop. until he pauses, slowly unraveling your pants as he gently grips the fabric pulling it down swiftly like he’s practiced this.

till you’re left with only panties.

he removes your undergarments, leaving them on the cold wooden floor. 

your pretty pink pussy all laid out, like a five star meal being served all for him. he felt his mouth watering at the sight, pupils dilating with the look of starvation. his pulse was fluttering, the nerves were thrumming out of control like you were the most delicious thing he’s ever seen. 

you feel his hot breath, hovering over your pulsating pussy. each breath sends a jolt of electricity through your body, buzzing with intensity. he gazes up at you, giving you a cold, devouring stare. glimmering with pure control, a glance of unwavering dominance, almost as if he was gonna eat you up. literally.

his gaze alone already tells you what you need to know. an appeal plastered on his face has you feeling small and all ready for him. his hands grip the meat of your thighs, feeling like pillows under his hands as he pulls you closer with such possessiveness, nails seeping into your skin with such a deadly grip like he was glued to you.

he pays attention to every curve of your thighs, putting his focus on everything, leaving nothing unattended. he pampers your thighs with small light pecks, gradually getting closer and closer to your hungry pussy. 

finally, his face is aligned with your plump pussy lips, the same ones he was dreaming about and the moment he was waiting for, which felt like minutes turned into hours and hours turned into days — now he has you, under him, breathless with unspoken desire. he places a light kiss on your pussy, causing you to flinch in response. he smirks against you, your sudden reaction makes him crave more. light kisses quickly turned into fully making out with your core. sloppy, wet kisses along your pussy lips, teetering between licking a strip of your slick while you were dripping underneath him, aching for more. you were becoming a moaning mess for him which was music to his ears.

he’s been waiting for this moment. he didn’t know how long he could contain himself until he fully broke.       

his mouth was sending you to frenzy, a high that you didn’t know you could enter. his tongue was warm, inviting. your body tingles as he drags it all around your pussy, saliva mixing with your juices, making you wetter than before.

his tongue was against your clit which made it unbearable with the pressure making it more intense.

“fuck!” your head was thrown back, fingers clutching the bed sheets so tightly as you whimper. his tongue was pleasuring you expertly — swishing, swirling, curling, sucking every last bit of you like he hasn’t eaten in days. then suddenly, he pushed his tongue into your throbbing entrance, your hand immediately swats to his hair, grabbing a fistful of his soft locks. he hisses, but he was loving every second of it.

your thighs were clamping on him, suffocating as he kept eating you but he didn’t care. his mind was boggled with erotic images of you, the way you taste under his tongue, the way your body fully succumbs to him, obeying every command.

your velvety walls were sucking his tongue in, not letting him go. he groans beneath you, sending a wave of vibration through you as your moans become broken and hoarse every time your lips part. he was digging deeper, tickling all of your sensitive spots like it’s a natural instinct. the sounds of slurping was reverberating around the room, overlapping with your moans. his motions were timed, calculated yet it was sloppy, desperate and aggressive. his desperation fueled his aggression — playing around with your sensitive bud, sucking hard on your clit as he wanted to see you crumble, fall apart. 

and your sounds were only fueling his hunger even more. 

“fuck baby, you taste so good.” he mumbles, heavy with lust. he sees you trembling. were you getting close? 

the grip on his hair was getting tighter, your thighs were clenching so hard around him, he feels like his air supply was about to cut off. 

“e-eric, i-i’m getting close.” you shriek, he smirks once again, but this time, it was different. maybe it’s the way your eyes are getting glossy from the overwhelming pleasure but the way he looks right now, made you go hysterical. 

he was taking his sweet time, savouring the flavour of your slick like you were a lollipop.  teasingly, slow deliberate movements as it coats his tongue, alternating with each flick and stroke. he was not letting you breathe, your thighs were trembling uncontrollably. as much you try to hold yourself stable, you couldn’t — not when this overstimulating heaviness was clouding your entire body. “cum on my tongue baby” he mutters against you, his voice was dark, stern, commanding. 

shit. 

“m’gonna c-cum!” you moan loudly with eyes clenched shut, holding onto his hair for dear life.

his tongue flicking faster as your body shifts aggressively on the bed. his grip was getting firmer, trying to keep you stable. your muscles are taut, you feel your orgasm slowly approaching, taking over your body. your voice was constrained, it felt like if you uttered another sound — nothing would come out. 

you came, pools of your juices were overflowing your hole like they were coming in currents. sweat beading across your forehead, your muscles were strained and your eyes were tearing up, drops streaming down your face from the pleasure.

he catches pools of your slick, flowing on his tongue like syrup. drinking in every last bit, not letting a single drop go to waste. he wipes his mouth with the leftover juice smothered all over his lips with the tip of his tongue licking the corners of his mouth until none was left. he was breathing raggedly like he just won a race of who can chug a bottle of water in one go.  

“that chocolate bar you bought, what the hell was in it…” was he serious….? oh my god! he was serious.

“babe…those were aphrodisiac chocolates….” your voice, quiet, almost a whisper while still catching your breath. 

he looks at you with a confused expression, his brows furrow together, not a single thought retorts in his mind. 

“they were sex chocolates. that’s why you’ve been acting like....that.” you sigh as you gestured to all of him. 

“ohhhh….oh.” 

maybe you should warn him next time. 

“well you up for another round?” his eyes sparkle with glimmer of anticipation while giving you puppy dog eyes.

or maybe you shouldn’t buy the chocolate again.

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lolli's notes ⟡ hi everyone! i wanted to write about eric because why not and i can’t get over this photoshoot. dazed eric….he looks so good. i know tabs chocolate is a real thing and i know it’s not shaped like a chocolate bar but let’s pretend it is. hope y’all enjoyed this one!

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sleeping positions with the boyz

[☀︎] — sangyeon. grounding, almost like he provides stability. likes it if your head is on his chest with his arm wrapped around your back. he definitely pulls your thigh up to rest over his waist and holds it there. this man is a sucker for thighs. even if they’re small. especially if they’re thicker <3! prefers to sleep in this position naked because he just loves the skin-to-skin contact (in a non-sexual way)!!!

[☀︎] — jacob. he’s not the smothering/overly affectionate type of sleeper. jacob would put his arm out for you to lay on, and sometimes embrace you. you’d put your arm on his chest and snuggle your head under his. your warmth is soothing to him. but he also likes to leave his arm out, so that it’s easier to just slide it out and go. if you’re really clinging onto him, he’ll hug you, wait for you to drift off, and then slowly roll you away to get more space in bed.

[☀︎] — younghoon. it’s so hard to get a good nights rest with him sometimes. he rolls around, switching sides fairly often, swinging his legs and arms out, and having whole boxing matches. it’s bad because he isn’t even conscious of it. and when you tell him, he’s so confused. it’s just best for you to sleep at the edge of the bed. if you get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom or something, younghoon would sit up and wait for you to come back, the weight lifting on your side of the bed is enough to pull him out of whatever dream he was in. my advice, don’t go back!

[☀︎] — hyunjae. he has to have something in his arms to sleep, making him the bigger spoon. you curl into his body tightly with your face against his chest, your arms around his torso, and your arms intertwined with him. when he turns, you turn. you’re not going anywhere at night. he probably snores a bit but the soft snores where its like breathing and not annoying obviously. if you guys weren't spooning, he'll have a leg possibly out of the covers or with his knee bent up.

[☀︎] — juyeon. he just goes with whatever you’re feeling, honestly. he doesn’t really mind. if you want to sleep on your side, he’s ready to spoon you. if you’re cold, he’s ready to hold you on top of him. if you’re emotional or if you just had a fight, he usually holds you in his arms and you two lay there until you fall asleep. he respects you when you want space or get hot and don’t want to cuddle, even if its hard for him not to grab your hand at the very least. he’s flexible and is willing to do whatever, as long as you both can sleep well.

[☀︎] — kevin. you two are usually intertwined at the legs. he likes to rest his head on your chest listening to each beat, while feeling your chest rise and fall. his arms would be wrapped around your waist. another position he likes is snuggling his head up close into the crook of your neck. sometimes you feel his soft hair tickle your face. loves when you run your fingers through his hair or massage his scalp with the pads of your fingers.

[☀︎] — new (chanhee). he gives you freedom to move around while you both sleep, as he hopes you would do the same for him. but eventually you both would find your way to each other through the night. probably end up in weird positions but still somehow touching each other in some way like; hands holding, legs intertwined, or even just on top of each other at this point.

[☀︎] — q (changmin). sleeping together was a bit odd at first with you and changmin. he was used to sleeping on his side or back, while you were used to sleeping on your stomach. so, at first you didn’t know how to sleep together, but within the first night that problem was solved. you lied on your stomach like normal, and he lied on his side with one leg and arm draped over your back.

[☀︎] — juhaknyeon. he sleeps best when he is the little spoon, it makes him feel secure, not alone. he’ll hold your hands against his stomach, keeping you as close as possible. you are quite happy with the sleeping arrangements yourself, it’s like hugging a big teddy bear. a warm one who would never let anything happen to you.

[☀︎] — sunwoo. is clingy and just loves to be touching you or likes when you play with his hair. he also prefers being the little spoon because he likes when you wrap your arms around him. you guys lay in that position and he tells you about his day. he asks you about your day too and if you stop playing with his hair he’d get pouty. “who told you to stop playing with my hair? wow. if you don’t love me anymore, just say so.” , “you’re so dramatic. i got a text message from kevin, gimme a second.” he definitely takes the phone out of your hand and returns it back to his head.

[☀︎] — eric. you two don’t have a specific sleeping position. one night will start with you sleeping on his shoulder and waking up with you literally laying on top of him. another night you’ll be the little spoon with him being the big spoon, and you’ll wake up on the far corner of the bed and him hanging off on the other side. you two are unpredictable when it comes to sleeping together.

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Himbo!Bf Eric Headcannons

✧ pairing: himbo bf! eric sohn x fem! reader

✦ genre: fluff + nsfw mentions n smut (minors DNI)

✧ summary: dumb, ditzy, and a dash of daddy is how you like your men.

✦ note: fyi do not forget that this is purely fiction n just me romanticizing eric as a himbo bf bc that would be so hot n cute to have a boyfie who is a giant dumb little puppy ok bye—

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╰┈➤ himbo!ric who is a mega gym bro. his mind is always gym gym gym. kudos to him for being so strict and disciplined about his body. he has to workout at least 6/7 days a week, diet heavily thriving off chicken breast and various supplements.

it’s not like you’re complaining though. those abs and yummy biceps that are swole as fuck are a pleasure to gawk at. even his chest is getting a pump to it, perhaps competing with your own breasts as to who has the bigger chest.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who has to capture his progress in the gym after almost every session. he loves a good ole mirror pic. whether that be him in a classic black tank with his biceps bulging, shirtless with his abdomen glistening in sweat, or in the varsity jacket he wears religiously paired with what you both like to refer to as “the good dick sweatpants,” he’ll snap a few and post them to his instagram story. and of course message them to you! ;)

eric likes to show off his bod. he works like a dog for it, lifting weights and doing pushups until his muscles start to burn. it’s a no-brainer that he has to remind his two-million followers what an incredible physique he possesses. you didn’t mind that he did that because you both knew you had him wrapped around your finger, getting to share the same bed as him every night. he was an innocent buff puppy as you liked to call him, genuinely wanting to document his progress.

you’re pretty sure eric hasn’t a clue on what a “thirst trap” even is. bro doesn’t even care about impressing anyone aside from you and his gym buddies. so one day, when he posts a mirror selfie with his notsolittle friend down south making a cameo, you had to confront him about it because now millions of people know he has a big co—

“babe… your bulge is showing…”

“yeah? i know. i was thinking about you, hehe. :D”

you fucked him after that.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who although is a gym junkie and is incredibly active, has a guilty pleasure of smoking cigarettes. yuck!!! every inhale of that nicotine he takes has the possibility of creating irreversible damage to his body but fuck… he looked so hot every time he takes a drag. even when he spits in between smokes, it’s a disgusting fantasy to want him to use your mouth as disposal for his excess saliva. so you feel bad scolding him and giving lectures as to why he should abstain from that. he really tries to give it up for you, but every once in awhile he’ll forget and smoke especially socially or after doing the deed if he’s not tired… whoopsie!

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who has unfortunately succumbed to the propaganda of electronic cigarettes. the “no smoking” signs in public spaces are no threat to him. he’ll just whip out his vape and take a hit in the corner when no one’s watching— or he’ll go into the men’s bathroom and blow o’s.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who loves to go out and have fun! what a bubbly extrovert he is. it’s tough to miss him in a crowd, especially when you’re at a party. he’ll spend hours just making his rounds and befriending everyone. eventually he settles in one spot for a few to play rounds of beer pong (eric despises beer by the way— only playing the game because he’s a competitive little shit).

he’s absolutely rowdy when he gets into it. somehow, his shirt even comes out in the midst of it. he’s yelling and barking alongside his friends as they toss the balls perfectly, howling and bumping chests like a bunch of frat freaks. genuinely, his volume alone is through the roof, acting a damn fool over some beer pong but at least he’s having fun. you don’t know if you should smile fondly or pretend you don’t him.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who when he does decide to have an alcoholic beverage, it can be a hit or miss. this time, he was left an absolute wreck. fortunately, his friends knew to call it quits on his behalf after at least ten shots of soju, and drove him home. when he arrives in one piece, you have to deal with the mess.

“y/n, honeyyyyyyy— i *burps* missed you!!!” he sloppily kisses your neck and up your ear, tongue and all greeting you.

“eric, you’re disgustingly drunk.” you shrugged him off but immediately put his weight back on you in fear that he’d lose balance and eat shit with the floor.

“mhm, sss-sorry, baby.” he slurs, lolling his head to the side with a dopey expression.

poor ‘ric cannot handle his liquor. and poor you, who has to deal with his bullshit. you’re left dragging him to bed, cursing internally that he’s so big and broad despite his average height. that body you worshiped is currently pissing you off that he’s gotten shit faced to the point that he needs your support.

“come on bro, work with me here.” you sighed as you carried him to bed, not even giving a fuck when he plops down hard against the mattress. quickly, you remove his outerwear, undoing his belt and freeing his feet. he mumbles variations of praises, claiming he doesn’t deserve you, how he’s a bad boyfriend, and that he’s sorry he let himself overdo it. tears even manage to slip down the poor boy’s cheeks, lips quivering as he thinks about how guilty he feels that you have to deal with his dumbass.

quickly, you shut him up after removing his shirt with a kiss on those wet cheeks, telling him to “shhh” and cooing him to sleep. one night of him getting plastered was manageable. he’s just too emotional right now.

as long as he doesn’t vomit all over the sheets, you’ll be okay.

but of course, he does. >:(

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who makes you wonder more often than not if you’re raising a child. for instance, one day he’s taking a bubble bath while you’re out. there’s nothing wrong with that. but when you come home while he’s still soaking in the suds, for some odd reason, he decides to get out of the tub to greet you.

he’s speed walking to meet your form, completely disregarding that perhaps he needs to dry himself with a towel. his eagerness makes some bath water spill, wetting the floor with his body trickling water everywhere. bubbles and soapy foam coated and still stuck to his skin, welcoming you in all his naked glory.

“eric!!! you’re dripping everywhere!”

“you’re so???” you furrow your brows in bewilderment, gesturing a hand over your current sight so he can get the hint to go cover up.

“what? it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” he nods his head, smirk stretched as he poses with his arms behind his head, flexing his figure for you.

idiot…

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who gets along with children so well. he absolutely adores babies! holding them, cooing at them, playing games with them— he does it all. it makes you fantasize having kids with him someday, your heart knowing for certain that he’d be a loving father.

kids cling onto eric so easily. he’s so boisterous and energetic, able to keep up with their hyperactivity and mindless antics. they ultimately keep him up to date with the latest slang and trends, making him say “six seven” repeatedly and laughing at his state of confusion while he was wondering what was so hilarious about that.

when they rile him up though, it’s the worst match ever. eric loves the game of bantering, not afraid to poke fun at a ten year old after falling for rage bait. he even tries to get back at kids with ridiculous teasing rhymes, bringing them near the brink of tears, quickly taking back his words when they threaten to go and tell their mom.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who despite getting along with kids so well that he might as well be a kid himself, he constantly dreams aloud to you about having a baby. he attempts to convince you at least once a week that he’s 100% serious about raising a child with you. at any moment, he’s ready to step up and be by your side until your world stops spinning. god, he’d do anything for you, he thinks.

and you know he would. it’s so easy to picture a future with eric. but honestly, present time doesn’t seem right to bring a human being into the world. you’d be adding someone into the picture for the rest of your life— and not saying that you don’t want kids, but you had to be realistic about a multitude of things. you’d love to have eric’s kids someday, but not right now.

“come on, baby… i’ll be a good daddy.” he begs for the nth time one night, currently in between your legs, pressing his lips against the plush of your inner thighs.

he hums and sighs in a love daze, overwhelmed by your being. he’s feening to eat you out and pound that pussy until he fills you up so much, that you’ll finally have a positive pregnancy test. dying to see you stuffed with his seed and carry a swollen belly that resulted because of him.

“you’d be such a perfect momma.” his voice is low and desperate, shutting up for a moment as he dives in between your folds, pushing his tongue out to slurp and suck on your wetness.

“aghh—mhm, fuck, eric!.” his mouth on your pussy makes you sound out aching whimpers, arching your back as your core tingles from his wet muscle lavishing your sex.

his hands on your hips keep you strapped down to the bed, not letting you inch or squirm away so he could continue navigating his wet muscle, eventually enclosing his lips over your engorged clit.

he traces around it with his tongue and suckling on it like it’s glazing his tastebuds in sweetness, stimulating the thousands of nerves it possesses.

your cries of pleasure motivates him to give you more, it always does. his dick twitches like crazy as he attempts to push his tongue past your hole, grunting himself as he longs to pop that pussy with his cock.

“let me fill up that pussy, please? wanna get you pregnant so fuckin’ bad.” he pleads with his eyes as he looks up just to meet your gaze, voice rumbling with want.

your state is elevated by ecstasy. everything he does to your body is torturous pleasure. it’s so taunting and lethal, yet sexy and erotic. you’d always want more of it. fuck, you’re so overwhelmed by his mouth and presence in this position that you’d let him have you in anyway he craves.

so you have to fuck around and say yes, moaning hurriedly for him to fuck you or else tears will come out from frustration.

and while his cock burrows into your canal, drilling that squelching hole until the cum in his balls empties out all the sweet semen he has to offer, you both are locked in heaven, panting and groaning obscenities in between raw kisses.

the baby making process is addictive. round after round is enticing and done. the sex was just too good.

but despite what you told eric so he could fuck you senseless, you take a plan b the next day and pray for your next period. LMAO!

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who is always there for you and a shoulder to cry on. at the end of the day, he’s also your best friend. you’ve been together for some time now that he can you read you like a damn book. he can tell when you’re not feeling like yourself.

like today, when you came home, your expression seemed empty. conversations were mainly initiated by him, your responses that followed being dry and monotonous.

it wasn’t long before he approached you gently, assuring you that he was always present to listen to your highs and lows, encouraging you to talk to him.

shortly after that, you broke down, confessing what a shitty day you’ve had. all your issues came crashing down on you, even some that you swore you’d bottle up for good.

it left a lump in his throat seeing you break down. he’ll never truly know that hardships you’ve endured, dealing with mental battles and instances that left you defeated and hurt. if it were up to him, you’d only shed tears of happiness, never experiencing any negative emotion.

all he can do is comfort you within his arms, holding your weeping being that shrinks in his hold, reaching for the anchor that is him. he kisses your hair, whispering that he’s got you and reminding you that it’s okay to let it all out.

after awhile, your shallow breaths and sobs have ceased. the calm after the storm was reeling in, still being coddled and sat over eric’s lap as you leaned into his chest.

your eyelids are puffy from all the crying, eyes still sad and fragile from the long day. his thumb swipes the surface of your cheek, thinking about how it’s such a pain in his heart to see his girl cry.

but now that you’ve calmed down, his mind gets to thinking. he can’t help but find it attractive that he’s your safety net and protector in this cruel world. your vulnerability exposes and your walls break down for him to witness openly.

nobody knows you like he does. nobody can hold you like he does. nobody can be there for you like he does

it makes his dick so hard to have pride of being your source of comfort. you were as strong as steel and he was deemed safe enough for you to allow yourself to crack and give him both the pretty and ugly.

that doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

the prodding and sudden hardness felt underneath your bum makes you adjust and shift yourself just a bit to see if your suspicion is correct, hearing a small sound of discomfort come out from eric.

“are you actually for real right now? did me crying seriously make you hard?!?”

can’t say that you’re surprised.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who is profoundly possessive. his hands? always on you. his name is found next to pda in the dictionary. he’s constantly hugging you— even in public when you’re trying to pay for your lingerie at victoria’s secret. he holds your waist and rubs the sides of your body as you check out, making your skin flush as you guys are probably making everyone around severely uncomfortable. afterwards, you swat at his head and complain that he was doing too much. have some decorum!

at parties, if he’s not following you like a guard dog, he’s watching you like a hawk. he doesn’t dictate your outfit choices or prevents you from dressing however you wish. in fact, he loveddd when you chose to put your body in mini skirts, let your nipples prod hard through your shirt and expose your midriff. you’re so sexy and flaunting your assets made his eyes practically fly out of his sockets in seventh heaven.

he’ll without a doubt have you pulled into his lap, sat like a good girl and giggling with a red cup filled with god knows what in hand as he felt you up. his mouth easily latched onto your neck and collarbones, sucking so intently that the skin turned into beautiful, harsh hues of purple. it was like you were horny, dumb teenagers again.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who is clingy to the max. like already said, his hands will always find away towards you. all kinds of physical intimacy are up his alley. he’s fond of cuddles, kisses, hand-holding and hugs!!! bro is such a huge softie.

eric is so down bad. your touch has him turning into putty. it’s a challenge to keep his hands to himself so he’s usually initiating the touches, but you’ll also shower him with affection.

like for example, one of his favorite pillows was your lap. laying in your lap with your hand playing with his hair brought peace to his mind. he could practically growl from how delicious it felt to get his hair twirled and scalp raked, often sending him into a slumber because of how comforting it was.

you loved squishing his cheeks with your fingers and speaking to him in a tone that was so babyish, only meant to be heard behind closed doors by him. you’d kiss every square inch of his face, reminding him what a handsome boy he was. you could practically see his pupils transform into hearts when he was overindulged in affection.

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who loves praises and compliments, but also doesn’t mind when you degrade him. he could strike off as dominant to some as much as he’d like, but you know he’s got a subby side to him. and if anything, he’s practically deaf to any degradation in his mind, it still translates as attention. and any attention has his imaginary tail wagging in glee!

he was such a sucker for “good boy” his posture springing upright instantaneously when you called him such. it’s not easy to admit that it makes his cock twitch when he hears that, even if it’s not meant for him.

but he also likes when you call him a whore, horndog, pervert, or when the tone in your voice is strict and stern, ordering him to behave when he acts up or does something stupid.

he’s utterly ravenous and pathetically desperate during intimate hours or just in general when it comes to you. he’s like a court jester doing tricks and following orders to please you— his queen. your approval, satisfaction, and happiness came before anything else. we love a good boy who listens to his woman!

╰┈➤ himbo!ric who although can be a bit chaotic, playful, “too much” and a little too eager sometimes, he’s still pouring out with so much love for you. he’s sweeter than sugar, there for you like a guardian angel, and deserves so much kindness from the world.

obviously you’re biased, but you believe he is the only man ever. <3

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