Hello!! If you're still taking requests, could you please do "I could ruin you just with just my voice, you know that? " and "I'm not shy... I just want to be perfect for you" with Chanyeol or Jongin please?? Cause I really have something about their voices...
Hello! Just a quick note I don't take requests for more than one prompt at once because it's often hard for me to connect them while keeping the length reasonable, so I only did the first one- Hope you still enjoy!
Kai x Reader // WC: 0.3k // G: Suggestive // SW: Dry humping
When was the last time you were vulnerable in front of someone? You don’t remember. Every touch burns like a hundred of them, and you’re hyperaware of the proximity when Jongin pulls you to straddle his lap. You feel the warmth of his hands on your waist, engulfing you. And of his body beneath yours. It’s intense. Truly, it feels as if you’ve never touched another human before.
His smile is playful when his hand moves up to cup your face.
“What are you nervous about? You don’t trust me?”
“Of course I trust you” you speak a bit too fast and his expression falters. “Just that… it feels so strange. So unfamiliar. Like I’ve never done it before. Did I? I don’t even know” you admit quietly. His thumb strokes your cheek.
“We don’t have to go further than that if you don’t want to.” He leans in, his lips hovering your ear. “I could ruin you with just my voice, you know that?” he whispers. “I don’t need to do more.”
The shiver that runs down your spine makes a small whimper rip out of your throat, and it blends with the sound of Jongin’s deep chuckle. Your fingers clutch the front of his shirt and you don’t think in time to stop yourself before your hips grind down against his, eliciting a moan from him as well.
You can’t say that you dislike the sound. So you roll your hips against him again, making him throw his head back with a strained noise straight from his throat.
“Fuck… Easy there.” He strengthens his hold on your waist to keep you in place. Maybe to anchor himself as well.
Your shoulders shake in a laughter, and, hells, are you seeing a hint of blush on his cheeks?
“I guess I have to hurry to ruin you” he suddenly huffs, a playful smirk in the corner of his lip. “Or I’m risking that you will ruin me first.”
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summary; you and sehun just couldn’t keep your hands off of eachother in the inkigayo dressing room. and crazy enough, you didn’t even care that the members were around poking fun of you two.
includes; makeupartist!reader, making out, dry humping, (technical) exhibitionism, implied poly!exo.
wc; 2.1k
notes; this is very much an unrealistic scenario but who cares its fanfic world kfsjhfhsh i wanted a world where they promoted DFTF & suho was there :( im thinking this is gonna be the first installment to a random overarching “series” i’ve been wanting to do after having a dream about it foreverrr ago,, maybe i’ll expand on it more later. lemme know what u think!
sassy, thats how you could describe the way sehun kissed you.
actually, that’s how you could describe the maknae’s personality in general. his quiet and reserved demeanor often lead people to deem him as shy, but those who really knew him all understood how snarky he could be - and it was showing all too evidently as he laid teasing nips upon your needy lips.
you were perched up in the tall idol’s lap as he sat in his designated chair in front of an inkigayo vanity in the dressing room. the light bulbs were still on and it’s counter was scrambled with different makeup pallets and brushes. you were already helping manage exo in so many ways, so it was no shock that you were also assigned to be their personal makeup artist. you were “pretty talented for a guy”, as baekhyun would tease.
your hands ran through his once perfectly gelled jet black hair before they roamed his chest, which seemed extra broad in his tight fit grey shirt. sehun’s tongue felt like it had a mind of its own as it traced shapes into the roof of your warm mouth. he even tasted like the sweet americano that sat half drank at his feet. you hummed and grabbed his face, kissing into him harder and forcing his head to crane backwards. you didn’t even care that you were probably smearing away the work on his face that took you a solid half hour to complete - you simply couldn’t get enough of him... not that it surprised you. you were weak for all of the exo members, them each being able to pleasure you in their own unique ways, but something about sehun just made you melt with so little effort.
“geez y/n, you’re gonna swallow me whole.” sehun spoke with a daunting smirk after removing his mouth from yours to catch a breath.
you rolled your eyes, trying to appear unbothered in order to hide how turned on you were.
“it’s your fault,” you rebutted, “i was actually trying to be diligent but you were the one with other plans.”
you weren’t lying, since you really did attempt to keep yourself under control. however, sehun had managed to start yet another one of your light banters, and despite your efforts, all it took from there were his sassy comments turning into suggestive remarks in order to have you straddling the older male’s thighs in seconds, kissing the nude lip balm right back off.
“yaah, seriously, y/n is so needy today.” a certain rapper fussed.
chanyeol was laid out on one of the dressing room’s couches - d.o and baekhyun beside him. they were all fully styled in the outfits they would wear for that day’s stage, and looked quite handsome themselves. their faces all held slight annoyance, however their body language was depicting jealousy. the boys rarely got jealous, as you did a pretty good job showing them equal amounts of attention (both emotionally and in the other department), but something must have been in the air as the other members clearly just wanted to get their hands on you themselves.
you and the boys had a fair system in place, the members all agreeing to respect each other whenever they would have their time with you. unless consented in the moment, there were never any interruptions or distractions that occurred out of spite. the exo boys had a strong enough bond and respect for one another to keep that agreement in tact. besides, they frankly seemed to all be on their own different schedules of horny - rarely did more than one of them fiend for you at a time.
so, they wouldn’t have been so bothered with you and sehun if the latter didn’t find so much satisfaction in showing you off any time that you two would engage in a steamy session. whether it be in a dressing room like today, or the dorm’s living room, the kitchen, the van, or even the dance studio - the obnoxious moans and sounds of lips and skin smacking so that the others could hear was something sehun always got off on like the mischievous jerk that he was. and being the youngest member, his drive was pretty high, causing him to always be seeking you out more than the other members.
“he can’t help it, he just likes me most.” sehun taunted in response with a low tone, not breaking eye contact with the slowly forming red marks he was leaving on your collarbone. he then leaned in to the left side of your neck. “don’t ya?”
you smacked his shoulder and went to interject, but your words quickly got replaced with an instant moan when he flattened his tongue on your neck, licking a slow stripe up to your earlobe. with a shaky breath, you looked back up to see the members rolling their eyes and grumbling witty insults at their maknae. xiumin even crossed his arms sporting a dramatic pout, which you usually always caved for.
you did feel shameful, and were actually shocked at yourself for once again giving into sehun in a public setting. shit, right outside the dressing room door you could even hear the scrambling from other groups and their managers going to-and-fro the stage for their performances. thankfully, suho being the most attentive leader that he was, had your back and had locked the door right when he sensed you were going to act up. there was also the fact that he was discreetly palming himself to your sounds, so it was comical that there was a chance he was doing it for his own benefit as well.
“ha, sure he does.” kai himself chimed in from the corner of the room. he was practicing the song’s choreography in an unbothered manner the whole time, but had to scoff at sehun’s comment. “have your fun now, but when we get back home we all know whose room y/n is going to sleep in tonight.”
sehun was moving in to kiss you once more, but turned his head after hearing kai’s comment. you had to catch yourself from releasing a pathetic whine at the loss of his lips. this was the least perfect time for bickering - you just really wanted to get this neediness out of your system so that you could finish the members preparations with a clear mind and send them on their way to the stage. you needed to wrap it up soon, anyways, since you didn’t doubt that their primary manager would come by asking what’s taking so long in the first place.
“as if, hyung.” sehun shot back, “i’d hate to break it to you, but y/n’s gonna have to be mine for the rest of the day.” he cooed, turning back to look you in the eyes as he cockily said that last part.
“i don’t know...” you teased, drawing out your words. “jongin really does know how to make m-“
you were cut off by sehun grabbing the back of your head. as if to shut you up, he started sloppily making out with the base of your neck. you groaned and ground your bulge down into his, the friction making your eyes roll back. this caused an uproar of snickers and giggles among the other members. you couldn’t believe they were finding amusement in your inability to compose yourself, but despite their laughs you did feel bad at how bothersome this might be to them. however, you forced yourself to drop your conscious and made a mental note to just make it up to each of them later.
overwhelmed by how solid his and your own lengths were becoming, and by how hard his ministrations were on your throat, you grabbed his hair to pull him back up to your mouth. your pink muscles wrestled for dominance as you heavily made out. you both moaned as his tongue continued to press up against yours even when your lips departed momentarily - sehun easily pushing the back of your head to reconnect them. you started grinding against each other fast and sensually, like two needy animals. your whimpers only increased and it was making you regret your actions as you started to need more, maybe you really were gonna contemplate staying with him tonight.
“alright, i’ve had it.” chanyeol grumbled as he stood up quickly, picking up his phone.
the members around him looked on with curiosity as he fiercely typed, and pressed ‘play’ before setting his phone on the table. immediately, the speaker that kai was using to practice DFTF started blaring HMPH by WJSN Chocome. chanyeol started flailing his long limbs everywhere, flamboyantly dancing the choreo to the high pitched song. kai was caught off guard, but it didn’t take long for him to start giggling and dancing along to the song as well, followed shortly by the rest of the members.
you and sehun’s lips slowly came to pause from their ferocious assaults, and you both turned your heads to see the baffling scene before you. the members started inching closer and closer to you and their youngest member, deranged smiles on their faces. you were confused but couldn’t help bursting into laughter. the maknae huffed out a breath of annoyance, but when baekhyun shoved his face into the small space between you and sehun to squeal the lyrics, even he couldn’t hold back his chuckles.
“alright alright, we get the message!!” you giggle, getting off of sehuns long legs and standing to your feet, dodging d.o and xiumin’s attempts to ambush you with tickles.
there was then a loud knock on the dressing room door, followed by the booming authoritative voice of the groups head manager.
“BOYS, T-MINUS 5 MINUTES UNTIL YOU’RE ON STAGE, WHY IS THE DOOR LOCKED?” she calls.
you all immediately scramble to turn off the music and collect yourselves, kai running to open the door. sehun cursed and quickly tossed you his spare jacket that was draped over his chair, silently motioning to your crotch area. you look down and almost shriek from embarrassment, noticing a small wet patch of arousal that leaked through your boxers to your jeans. how was that even possible?!
you look back up to sehun who adorned an arrogant grin that was way bigger than it should’ve been. you wrap the jacket around just in time for when the door opens, exo’s manager peering into the room suspiciously.
she immediately notices sehun’s clothes wrinkled, hair disheveled and slight makeup smears around his face. you curse internally.
“we’re on deck for our recording! why does he look like a hot mess??” she remarks to all of you.
“we- uh, oh we were-“ sehun fumbles over his words, the cocky attitude suddenly no where to be found. baekhyun bites his tongue to refrain from laughing aloud.
“s-sorry! i was trying different looks on ‘hun and i just couldn’t come to a decision, and the guys were just loosening up before the stage.” you jump in, praying that you sounded confident enough to be believed. you were left in charge of them, after all.
their manager pinched the bridge of her nose while squeezing her eyes shut. she clicks her tongue and looks at her clipboard.
“i can buy you 10 extra minutes. fix him.” she finally said, turning on her heels and leaving the room swiftly.
you all exhale a deep sigh of relief, before collecting yourselves at once. thankful to have been spared, you pick up your makeup pallet and brush, quickly getting restarted on fixing the mess you made on sehun’s face.
“oh.. if only noona knew i already got my fix.” the boy spoke just above a whisper, causing you to blush and all of the members to grumble loudly once again.
Buzz buzz buzz, the bee zooms through the air, landing momentarily then taking flight.
Zooming around the party guests like the guest of honour.
Swish swish the attendees flick the insect in any direction but their own.
Jokingly they mutter "how did it get an invite? Thought this was an exclusive party!".
Zhang Yixing watches with amusement the bees' activities.
Scoping the room, looking for tonight's indulgence.
Yixing's eyes trail the bees path, the insect is now hovering over a female party guest.
'Good taste' he thinks to himself as he studies her female form.
Musing she moves well, watching her body sway to the rhythm of the music, she would look good on my arm. No need for emotional entanglements, no catching feelings, just good old fashioned pleasure.
"Do you like Maseratis?"
Surprised by his question she replies, "of course, who wouldn't?" With a smile.
Now it's her turn to admire the male form in front of her. A handsome man, his clothing shows enough that she can glimpse the well toned body hidden under layers of material.
Extending her hand she introduces herself and he reciprocates with a warm smile.
"Care to dance?" She nods her head in approval.
His gaze focused only on his dance partner for at this moment she is all that concerns him.
Warm hands touch her body as she is drawn closer.
Moving with exotic grace he sets his trap, his body the bait.
His arm encasing her body his fingers gently tease her lower back. Whispering in her ear, "let's get out of here".
Goosebumps cover her body, his cologne alluring, his voice soft with promise of libidinous pleasure.
Desire emanating from her eyes does not go unnoticed; his hands slowly yet playfully fondle her butt, with a slight squeeze.
Hiii i love this! The morning after your first (and heated!) time with Kai? Can be fluff, can be suggestive, can be both 👀
Oo yep!
pairing; kai (kim jongin) x f reader
genre; fluff/suggestive
notes/warnings; none really, just sweet morning after fluff
drabble game - currently closed
Kai smiles as he pulls you closer into his arms. His face buried against your bare chest before he presses lips to to your skin making you smile in your sleep as your body seems to remember the previous night. Kai's fingers lazily running along your hip as he furrows his brows slowly waking up unsure if he wants to because the dream, reliving the night on repeat, was too sweet.
You softly sigh arching into his gentle touch as your own brows furrow and you turn in Kai's arms as he pulls back to look at you finally opening his eyes. He can't help but to admire you in the morning light. The way your messy hair lays around your face and on the pillow. The way your lips were still swollen and pink from his kisses. Soft purple marks on your neck and collar bones that showed where he had been.
Taking a breath to steady himself, Kai can't help but smile before pressing a kiss to the corner or your lips as your eyelids flutter signaling you were beginning to wake up.
"Mmm, good morning gorgeous."
You smile and instead of letting your eyes open, you close then tighter and wrap your fingers around Kai's arm holding him closer taking in a deep breath before nodding.
"I'll make you breakfast."
You can't help but smile to his words as you hold him tightly even as he starts to pull away. Your eyes finally opening to meet his and find him smiling sweetly at you.
"Stay...for just a little bit longer? I don't want this to end."
Biting at his bottom lip, Kai can't help but to take a deep breath at your words before lifting his hand running his fingers along your jaw before leaning to hover his lips over yours.
"I'll stay but I promise this is just the beginning."
in celebration of this blog reaching 100 followers (yay!) I present to you all wonderful people an ask game to celebrate!
introducing :: a drabble ask game!
WHAT THIS GAME IS ABOUT :: head over to my ask box and send in an ask!! I’ll then write you a personalised drabble (300~500 words) around whatever you send in ;) essentially this is a me opening requests for drabbles, but since my blog isn’t centered around requests I thought it’d be fun!
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just wanted to let ya’ll know i take requests for seventeen and exo too now. i decided to wait a bit before writing for more groups, since i wasn’t sure if you guys will even like my writing but i’m glad so many people support me :(
Summary: you didn’t understand why Chanyeol was insisting he spend his Friday night with you when he was able to have the company of anyone else on campus.
Pairing: Park Chanyeol x reader
Genre: best friends to lovers / college au / slightly suggestive
A/N: I actually wrote this for another project I was doing with a friend and was too ashamed to post it as originally it went spicier than how it’s presented here. After removing the smut portion this previous weekend, I realised just how much I liked the concept still and wanted to share it. It’s a great lesson, some things don’t work and some will if you view it in a different way! And sorry to smut readers, it was truly awful and we need to just let this story end where it does now XD
Word count: 1759
You barely looked up at Chanyeol when he entered your dorm room and he slumped down on your bed with ease. You went back to the textbook in front of you. “Your head is still stuck in a book? It’s Friday night.”
“Not all of us were blessed with good academics with little effort, Chan.”
He propped himself up on his elbows and chuckled. “For someone who complains enough about their lack of a social life, you’re your own worst enemy Y/N. That assignment isn’t even due for two weeks yet.”
“Sue me for wanting an A.”
“You’re getting a D in social skills,” he reminded and you shot him a glare.
You had known Chanyeol since the first day of kindergarten. He had been nervous as he eyed all the other children playing together whilst he stood at the edge of the playground, and you had approached him, sticking out your hand confidently and introduced yourself as his best friend from that day onwards. You almost laughed bitterly every time you remembered back to your childhood; the tables had definitely turned now. Although you had kept your promise of being his best friend over all these years, as maturity came to you both, Chanyeol had definitely become more popular during high school. He had grown up handsome and was friendly with everyone. You hadn’t been as fortunate and chose books to be your friends when your peers became obsessed with how they looked and interacted around each other. You didn’t have time to waste trying to fit in.
Besides, Chanyeol had always been there regardless of how popular he was.
This continued into your first couple of years of college, Chanyeol breezing through life with all the female population fawning over him and his good grades garnering him equal attention from the other students for help on how to be as successful. You had to admit, even if he had all that attention, Chanyeol was rarely arrogant about his status. It was one of the reasons why you still loved him as much as you had your whole life because he didn’t disrespect others and their own struggles.
Not often anyway.
Still glaring at his dig on your lack of wanting to drink and party on the weekends though, you let out a huff of air. “Do you need to be here bothering me? I’m sure there are multiple people who would be happy if Park Chanyeol turned up at their party tonight.”
“I want you to come with me.”
“Why?”
“Because you never go out,” he answered pointedly, giving you a hard look. “Come on, Y/N!”
“No thank you,” you declined, tapping at your book. “I already have a date with some Ancient scriptures.”
“And that’s why you’re never going to get a boyfriend.”
It shouldn’t hurt as much as it did; after all, Chanyeol was right. You didn’t value meeting up with some guy at a campus party and becoming acquainted with his tonsils like some of the girls seemed keen to do. You didn’t want to knock the experience for them either but it definitely didn’t sound like a plausible way for you to start a relationship. You wanted to know someone before their hands found their way under your shirt, and definitely within a lucid environment too.
“Maybe I don’t want one,” you told him, looking down at the textbook and not taking in anything it said. You were lying and he knew it too.
“Don’t make me remind you of your diary’s entry about how badly you wanted a boyfriend to fall head over heels in love and then marry and have two kids with,” he teased and you gaped at Chanyeol, shaking your head fervently.
“I was fifteen!”
“There’s nothing wrong with starting to look for that now, especially at our age.” Chanyeol scrutinised you for a moment, his ears turning pink. You knew it was a sign to probe for more information and you spun around on your desk chair to face him, forgetting all about Tacitus and his ancient issues.
“Especially at our age, what?” Chanyeol shook his head, diverting his gaze from yours. He was turning shy. You got up to join him over on your bed, prodding him gently. “What are you thinking about?”
“We agreed we wouldn’t talk about it again,” he mumbled and you bit at your lip, feeling the heat course through your own face. Your mind flashed back to puberty after one health class session where you both had tried to understand what was so exciting and fun about being intimate. It hadn’t gone too far and since then, private conversations had been avoided. You could talk to each other about everything except that. And although you were young adults now, it always made you feel juvenile, especially since you hadn’t really experienced anything since then.
You had busied yourself in the realm of books from that moment onwards.
There was suddenly reckless abandon in Chanyeol’s gaze as you flittered your eyes around the room, soon feeling his stare on you. “What?”
“Are you frightened of what comes with having a boyfriend? Is that why you don’t-”
“No!” you cried in horror. You knew Chanyeol had some experience, or at least, more than you. He had dated now and then over the years and you assumed he had gone all the way. With a body like his, from what you had seen over the years at swimming outings and athletic days, you knew any girl would be foolish to say no to him.
You stared down at your own body and sighed heavily.
“Then?”
You glanced up at his question, his gaze encouraging you to explain. You groaned and sat down beside Chanyeol. “I don’t have enough time to date.”
“You don’t have to date to have some fun, Y/N.”
“You know all those books you tease me for?” you mentioned, letting out another sigh. “I think my standards match those.”
“They’re fictional?”
You rolled your eyes. “I want to know someone before I’m intimate with them. To feel comfortable around them and know I’m safe. I don’t want to get drunk and suddenly end up in some random closet or bed and make a mistake.”
“You can get to know someone and do all that, you just have to try.”
“Maybe after I’m done with my degree,” you suggested and Chanyeol shook his head at you. It annoyed you. “What? Not all of us find it easy to invest time in people and keep our grades up like you. Why does it bother you that I’m single and you can have whatever girl looks your way?”
“Can I?” he asked sadly and then sighed. “You’re missing out on experiencing all that our college years offer us. If you wait too long, you’ll get set in your ways and come up with more excuses.”
“E-excuses?!” You pushed him away and folded your arms across your chest. “I’m not making excuses, I’m choosing my priorities.”
“Why don’t you prioritise yourself falling in love then? Your fifteen year old self must be frustrated that you’re growing up to be so, so-”
“So what?” you challenged and Chanyeol smirked.
“Frigid.”
“I am not frigid!” you exclaimed, cringing internally at how your voice rose an octave. “I’ll have you know if the right person came into my life right now, suited my needs and I felt safe with them, I’d have no hesitation!”
“Really?” You nodded. “You’d not even pull back once and tell them to stop?”
“Of course, I’m not stupid! You just told me how much I wan-”
Your entire thought process stalled when you felt Chanyeol’s lips find yours. You couldn’t understand why they were on yours or what had led him to think this even made sense.
Because it didn’t, at all.
But as his mouth moved against yours and your body reacted, suddenly it made complete sense. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, encircling his neck with your arms to steady yourself within the exchange. The first kiss rolled into the next and after several minutes of locking lips with your best friend, you were completely overwhelmed and breathless.
Chanyeol stared back at you, gauging your response. When you didn’t openly protest, he cupped your cheeks within his hands. “Do I match your description?”
“Huh?” You blinked and thought back to what you had said. You swallowed roughly. “Don’t you remember what happened when we tried this as kids?”
“We’re adults now.”
“And you still want to test out sex-ed theories?” Your sentence seemed out of place in the current environment, especially since you hadn’t unlocked your arms around his neck. Chanyeol was far too close to you and refuting any of this because you both panicked years ago would be stupid.
You were stupid because the way Chanyeol was staring at you right now made you realise you had missed something important. You blinked. “Do you like me?”
“Is that all you can ask me after kissing like that?” he asked, shaking his head at you before kissing you again briefly. He chuckled. “You’re so clueless.”
“Really?” you asked and Chanyeol rolled his eyes, though the smile on his lips didn’t leave. You watched his mouth for a moment, feeling the urge to do more.
Leaning back onto his elbows, Chanyeol pointed to his lips you were avidly staring at and smirked. “If you want to find out what you’ve been missing out on, why don’t you kiss me back?”
“That sounds dangerous.”
“I’m dangerous?” Chanyeol mused and chuckled. “I suppose I could be if you actually give me a chance. All these years you’ve been fawning over fictional guys and I’ve been right here. Shall I take my lips somewhere else then?”
He sat up and went to shift off your bed but you stopped him, blinking several times before placing your mouth back on his. You were curious, and his taste was addicting already. The kiss soon turned passionate and somehow you ended up on top of him when you were done. The humour was gone from his expression, replaced instead with adoration.
You still didn’t go out, despite it being a Friday night. But you definitely had different company than the books you had planned to spend it with. As the night wore on, you realised there was more to Chanyeol’s relationship with you that you hadn’t ever expected to try out again.
But you were adults now, and this time it didn’t scare you one bit.
