Tiger hybrid Soonyoung x (slightly yearner) female reader
Your roommate (who just happens to be a tiger hybrid) has been driving you crazy since college, now that you live together it's much more complicated to be around him, because it seems he's allergic to clothes.
After a string of bad dates, you decide to try and do something about it. But predictably, he takes charge and shows you what a real tiger is.
Tg.Smut, porn with little plot, deepthroating, squirting, breeding kink, creampie, unprotected sex
(Safe sex is great sex or wtv lil Wayne said),dirty talk, rough sex, overstimulation, fingering, ass play, cum play, (if you squint: possessive and size kink)
-english is not my first language, so I'm sorry if you find any mistakes here!
Masterpost!
“Hmmm...” I hummed as I stretched, The beam of sunlight illuminating my face was becoming annoying, causing me to wake up. I opened my eyes and rolled over in bed, eventually sitting on the edge. I rubbed my eyes and opened them again. I didn't feel like being productive today; I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to stay in bed. But that wasn't an option I had to go to work.
I finally got up and went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, it was still early; the advantages of routine I guess, I don't use an alarm to wake me up now. I stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my body, and started getting dressed and fixing my hair and face a little.I got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my body, and started getting dressed and fixing my hair and face.
When I was finally satisfied with the result I walked downstairs. The smell of something savory hit me before I even reached the kitchen. Soonyoung was already there, back turned, his ears twitched slightly at the sound of my footsteps. His striped orange-and-black tail flicked lazily behind him as he stood at the stove.
“Morning,” I announced, voice still a little raspy. I opened the fridge and grabbed a cold bottle of water.He glanced over his shoulder. His usual bright energy was missing; instead, his eyes looked tired, and there was a faint crease between his brows. Even his ears were drooping a little.
“You look like shit,” I said before I could stop myself. “Everything okay?”Soonyoung let out a long sigh, poking at whatever was sizzling in the pan with a spatula. “Rough night. Went on that date yesterday...the one I told you about, the girl who I matched with in that dating app.”I leaned against the counter, unscrewing the cap of the water bottle. “And?”He paused, his tail went still. “She thought I was lying when I said I was a hybrid. When we actually met up, she kept giving me these...dirty looks. Like I was some kind of freak who tricked her.”
He made a small, defeated pout that made something in my chest twist. “I showed her my ears and tail right away, but she still acted like I’d catfished her or something.”I swallowed the sudden sour taste in my mouth.
The way he said it so casually, like he was used to it, made it worse. I've been fantasying with this fucking guy since we were in college. We started being roommates as well, the dorms were pretty expensive and that wasn't a problem for me, but being alone. I hated the idea of being alone. So I started looking for a roommate.
A friend of mine told me that his friend was looking for a roommate since he couldn't really afford to rent a dorm here. So that's how we were liked up. I couldn't care less he was an hybrid, he was nice and really good looking and he didnt seem dangerous at all, with time we became closer we used to attend to parties together, we talked about our experiences with the opposite sex, we studied together. And the dorm rules dynamic was pretty good, we were on the same road.
So when we graduated college, We both agreed to live together for as long as we could. I helped him financially, and he helped myself because I hated being alone. And the idea of living alone terrified me.
Over time, we both drifted apart a bit. Work, social life, trying to find love, etc. But at the end of the day, we could always talk over dinner or breakfast. And that was what comforted me most. Having someone to myself. I think if I had to complain about anything, it would be the fact that he's always naked when he's home.
Well, not completely naked; sometimes he just wears pants that are pretty low on his hips. Or sometimes he just walks around the house in shorts or boxers. My libido increases every time I'm near him. Is his body shape simply so..delicious? Toned body, killer abs, a great pair of legs, a well-structured, round, and beautiful ass, and arms that could easily manhandle me.He was the protagonist of my wet dreams since we started living together; I would do anything for at least a taste of him, at least a kiss on the lips...
“It hasn’t even been that long since hybrids became part of regular society,” I said gently, finally sitting on the counter. “People are still adjusting. Some of them are assholes. But not everyone is like that. You’ll find someone who sees you and actually… wants you. All of you.”Soonyoung turned off the stove and sat next to me. His ears perked up just a fraction at my words, but the pout stayed. Up close, I could see the faint dark circles under his eyes and the way his blonde hair was messier than usual. “Did you sleep well?” I asked and he just shook with his head a no.
He looked really cute for someone who could probably pin me against this counter without even trying.“Maybe I should stop using dating apps... I'm pretty sure that's my biggest mistake here.” He rubbed the back of his neck, claws lightly scratching at the short fur there. “Anyways.Breakfast’s ready, by the way. I made extra. Figured you’d need it before work.”I smiled, even though my stomach was doing that annoying fluttery thing it always did around him lately. “Thanks, Hoshi.”
Soonyoung stood behind the sink, water running over the plates, his tail flicking with that restless rhythm he got when his brain wouldn’t shut off.“Text me if the studio runs late,” I called over my shoulder and he glanced back, suds dripping from his hands. “Yeah. You too. Don’t let that asshole manager dump extra reports on you again. Fighting!”I snorted and left.
The workday dragged like usual; endless spreadsheets, a lot of passive-aggressive emails, and the same coworker who always “forgot” to send his reports and now I had to do them. By the time I got home, the apartment smelled faintly of takeout and the citrus cleaner Soonyoung liked to use when he cleaned.
I kicked off my shoes and padded toward the kitchen, only to freeze in place.Soonyoung was sprawled on the floor doing push-ups, shirtless,(nothing unusual at this point) his sweat was glistening along the stripes that faded into the skin of his back,those stripes only were a faint darker color of his skin. His tail lashed side to side with each rep, his ears were flat against his messy blond hair. Headphones blasted something loud enough that I could hear the bass from across the room so he hadn’t noticed me yet.
I should have announced myself. Instead I stood there like an idiot, watching the way his shoulders flexed, the way his arms corded with effort. The low-slung shorts had ridden down dangerously, revealing the top of that perfect ass and the faint stripes that disappeared beneath the fabric.My throat went dry. Years of this; walking in on him half-dressed, catching glimpses that fed every late-night fantasy,and I still wasn’t immune.He dropped to his forearms for a plank, breath coming hard,I couldn't get used to the gasps and groans he let out.
But finally I announced my arrival, standing in front of him. His ears shot straight up.“Shit” He rolled onto his back, pulling the headphones down around his neck. A low, involuntary purr rumbled in his chest before he cut it off with a cough. “You’re home early.”“The last meeting got canceled.” I set my bag on the counter, pretending my pulse wasn’t racing and my mind wasn't creating the most unhinged scenarios.
“You okay? You seem pretty stressed.”He sat up, running a hand through his damp hair. The movement made his abs shift in a way that should be illegal. “They’re pushing this new performance piece for the city festival. I was excited, it's a mixed cast;humans and hybrids. But some of the sponsors are being... picky about who gets featured. Said my ‘aesthetic’ might be too intense for family audiences.”I leaned against the counter. “Too intense? You’re literally the guy who makes kids laugh during warm-ups.”“Yeah, well. Not everyone thinks it’s cute when the tiger hybrid actually looks like a tiger.” He stood in one fluid motion, grabbing a towel to wipe his face. His tail curled tight against his leg. “They want me to tone down the choreography. Make it 'softer.' Like if I was some house cat instead of-”He cut himself off, jaw tight and his shoulders slumped.
“Fuck them. You’re the best choreographer they’ve got. I'm sure they'll come crawling back to you.”Soonyoung’s eyes met mine. Then he flashed that bright, crooked grin.
“We should skip the greasy takeout and I'll cook something real.” Before I could argue, he was already pulling ingredients from the fridge, withouth a fucking shirt, moving with an easy confidence. We fell into the familiar rhythm: me chopping vegetables while he seasoned meat, his tail occasionally brushing my hip when he reached past me.
Every touch lingered a beat too long. Halfway through stir-frying, his phone buzzed on the counter. He glanced at the screen and his ears drooped again and he sighed.“Date from last week,” he muttered, silencing it. “She wants to 'try again' now that she’s had time to process. Says my tail is 'kinda hot' in retrospect.”
The knife in my hand paused. Jealousy twisted and sudden in my gut. “You gonna go?”Soonyoung shrugged, “Probably not. Feels like pity... Besides I’m tired of trying to go on dates. Tired of the looks. Sometimes I think it’d be easier if I just stopped dating” “No,” I said quietly, setting the knife down. He turned, ears forward now.“Why not? u know maybe it' for the best...”
Because the thought of you hiding any part of yourself makes me want to punch something. Because I’ve wanted all of you; stripes, tail, attitude, and all since college. The words sat heavy on my tongue.Instead I simply said,“Because you’re not too much. Not for the right person. And you'll find it, eventually” His tail flicked once, wrapping loosely around my wrist for a heartbeat before letting go like he’d caught himself doing something he shouldn’t.
The moment stretched. Then the timer on the rice cooker beeped, shattering it.We ate on the couch instead of the table, plates balanced on our laps while some mindless action movie played.
When the credits rolled, he stretched, arms above his head, exposing the full line of his torso. “You sleeping now?” “Probably.” Lie. I wouldn’t sleep with him this close. He stood, collecting plates, then headed to the kitchen. His tail swayed behind him, slower than usual. I stayed on the couch long after he disappeared upstairs, my mind replayed the moment I saw him working out, the sweat, his groans, everything. Even the little peak I had of his... bush?...
“FUCK!” I slapped myself for thinking about that.I stood up and headed straight to my room. I could not stop thinking about him, so, I thought about the best way to release this feeling outta me.
“I can't believe I'm doing this” I sighed and I slipped my hand under my pajama shorts, started with light touches, and the images of Soonyoung all worked up, all sweaty, every single fucking detail of him. Enough to make a pool and I could feel all my slick doing so down to my ass, and couldn't care more about making a mess right now. “Sh-Shit” I murmured, the arousal of the action was making me unconscious of the sounds I was letting out of my mouth. Imagining that Soonyoung was the one touching me was driving me crazy; I pushed my fingers deeper, finally touching that gummy spot that made me see stars.“Soonie please- Shit, pleasepleaseple- Ahhhh, f-fuuck-”
“Morning...” I stumbled to the kitchen, I hadn't fully woken up, so my vision was still very poor. And my voice was still a bit raspy.“Morning sweet girl” I didn't have time to process the compliment when I felt his tail pull me towards him, wrapped around my waist. My chest bumped against his -his fucking naked chest-, I felt my heartbeat getting faster and faster, and just as I opened my mouth to speak “Ah-ah, shush” he placed a finger on top of my lips, “Don't say anything unless it's my name or those exquisite moans come out from your delicious lips”
My eyes widened in shock and my heart dropped to my ass; of course he heard, tiger Hybrids have such a good hearing and a heightened sense of smell. I cursed myself internally. Why didn't I remember? I always got to do it when he wasn't around for that very reason. And because I was so intensely horny, I forgot.
"You know how we have certain rules for breakfast... No cell phones... No keeping secrets... And you already know the rest of 'em, right, pretty girl?” As he paused, he moved closer and closer to my ear. One of his hands, which had been resting on the middle of my back, slowly slid down towards my ass.
I nodded to his question “Of course you know, you're a very smart girl... But, you know, I've wanted to change our breakfast rules for a while now. Would you be alright with me changing 'em, just, for this morning?” I blinked once, twice. Trying to figure out if this was one of those fucking wet dreams I've been having... Clearly it wasn't. I got a little lost in his gaze, a mischievous hand cupped my ass and gave it a squeeze that made me gasp.
“So... What are the rules for breakfast today?” It came out almost as a murmur he could clearly hear because of our proximity.
He flashed me that cocky smile once more, and with his other hand, which was resting on one side of me, he moved up to caress my hair, down to my jaw, which he held so that I looked directly at him. He leaned and whispered on my ear, his other hand approaching slowly where I needed him the most “No panties, raw, no distractions... Just, you and me” Her tail swayed, making me feel a tingle that surely made me even wetter. “Shit... I'd be fucking dumb if I said no”
“Thats the attitude!” He spanked my ass, then put both hands on my shoulders, pushing me down until I was on my knees.
Soonyoung shoved his athletic shorts and boxers down in one motion. His cock sprang free, it was fucking big, his tip was already flushed dark and already leaking at the tip, veins standing out along the shaft, and the base disappeared into a neat patch of trimmed blond hair. He was bigger than I’d imagined in all my guilty fantasies.
Before I could even think, I leaned forward and dragged my tongue from the base all the way to the tip, tasting the salty skin and the faint musk that was so unmistakably him.“Don’t be a fucking prude,” he growled, grabbing a fistful of my hair. “Suck my dick properly.”He slapped my cheek lightly with his free hand, not enough to hurt, just enough to make me gasp. “Open up.”I parted my lips and stuck my tongue out flat like an offering. Soonyoung didn’t ease in and pushed forward in one smooth thrust, sliding over my tongue until the head bumped the back of my throat. I gagged instantly, eyes watering, but he only groaned in satisfaction.
"Yes, like that, like that please... Shit... You don't know how beautiful you look like that- you- ahhhhhhhhh, your beautiful little mouth full... Full of my cock, shiiiiiit”
He started moving my head back and forth, using my mouth like a toy. Wet and obscene sounds filled the kitchen immediately,sloppy gagging and the wet squelch every time he hit the back of my throat being loud as fuck. Saliva poured from the corners of my mouth, dripping down my chin running in shiny trails down my neck and soaking into the front of my shirt.
I couldn’t help the desperate, wet noises I was making. “Gluck-gluck-gluck” Every thrust made more spit bubble and spill, coating his cock until it was glistening and messy, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his shaft every time he pulled back.
He pushed deeper, fucking my throat with greedyness. My nose kept bumping against his lower stomach, smearing my own drool across his skin and the faint stripes there. I could feel his "happy trail" with every bump.
“Look at you, u're such a sloppy little mess already... drooling all over my cock like a desperate whore. Fuck, you’re making such pretty sounds for me.”He pulled me off for a second, a thick string of spit still connecting my swollen lips to the head of his dick.
I was panting, gasping for air. Before I could catch my breath he slapped his wet cock against my cheek a few times, smearing the mess across my face.“Open wider. Tongue out.”I obeyed instantly. He shoved back in, even deeper this time, holding my head still while he rocked his hips. More saliva gushed out, dripping onto the floor between my knees in a small puddle. My throat clenched around him, making wet, choking noises that seemed to turn him on even more.“Shiiiiiiit- ahhhg- your throat feels so fucking good.... s'tight and sl-sloppy… yeah, fuck, yeahhh, gag on it, baby. Let me hear how much you love choking on my cock.”
He kept fucking my face with steady, filthy rhythm, hips snapping forward while his tail lashed behind him. Every pull back left his cock shiny and coated in thick spit, veins pulsing, the head angry and swollen. “F-fuck... nonononono, fuckfuck,don’t wanna cum yet. No-not in your mouth.” He yanked me off his cock with a wet pop, a long string of spit breaking and landing on my chest. His chest was heaving, pupils blown wide as he stared down at the absolute mess he’d made of me.
“S'good f'me baby... Such a good good girl, imma have to reward your good behavior, isn't that right?” he panted, his hand still fisted in my hair as he pulled me up. When I was standing, he yanked me close and kissed me desperately, like I was his last meal. The kiss was wet and sloppy, tongues sliding messily, my spit still coating his lips and chin. His hard cock twitched and leaked against my stomach, leaving a sticky trail of pre-cum on my skin.
He broke the kiss with what sounded like a growl, eyes dark and hungry. “Fuck...you’re dripping down your thighs already.”
Soonyoung spun me around and bent me over the kitchen counter in one smooth motion. My chest pressed against the cool surface as he kicked my legs apart. His tail wrapped around my thigh, holding me open while two thick fingers dragged through my soaked folds.“Shit, look at this messy little pussy,” he groaned, spreading my wetness everywhere. “So fucking wet for me already. You’ve been aching for this tiger cock, haven’t you? Please say yes, please tell me you've been.”
I whimpered, pushing back against his hand when he suddenly slapped my ass hard enough to make it jiggle. “Fucking answer me bitch.”
“Yes-fuck, yes, Soonie.”
“Now that's a good girl.” He cooed and without a warning he lined up and pushed in raw, stretching me open in one deep thrust. The burn was so fucking delicious. I cried out, my nails were scrabbling at the counter as he bottomed out, heavy balls pressing against my clit. He didn’t give me time to adjust; just started fucking me with hard strokes, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the kitchen.“Fuuuuck, so tight... Your pussy is sucking in my dick like you never want me to leave. Hear that? Listen to how wet your cunt is -schlick schlick schlick- u're such a nasty fucking slut f'ur roommate.”
His hips snapped faster, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back while the other reached around to rub messy circles on my clit. Every thrust made my tits bounce against the counter and more slick drip down my thighs.
“Gonna make this pussy squirt all over the floor like the desperate little slut you are,I'm gonna ruin sex for you, fuck!, Every time you try to hook up with someone else, you're going to remember, SHIT, who really fucks you, who really fucks you well. Fuuuuuuck ahhh-” he growled against my ear, teeth grazing the shell. His tail tightened around my thigh. “You want that, huh? Want me to ruin you for anyone else?P-plesse, say yes, p-pretty pl-please”
I could only moan brokenly, pleasure building on my lower stomach. He switched angles, hitting that gummy spot inside me over and over until my legs started shaking.
“Come on, baby- ahhhhh, cum for me. Please squirt on my cock like a good girl.”The orgasm crashed into me hard. I screamed his name as I gushed around him, clear fluid spraying out with every brutal thrust, soaking his thighs, his balls, and puddling on the kitchen floor. Soonyoung laughed breathlessly, still pounding through it.
“Fuuuuck yes, look at you making such a mess. Good fucking girl, squirting all over your tiger like that.”
He pulled out suddenly, making me whine at the emptiness. In one motion he flipped me onto my back on the counter, legs spread wide and dangling. His cock, shiny with my squirt and spit, slapped against my clit a few times before he pushed back in, making me moan again for the overstimulation. This angle was even deeper. His abs flexed with every thrust, sweat and my juices making everything glisten. His ears were flat against his head in pleasure, tail lashing wildly. “N-No, I, I can't, P-plesse, s-sensitive... I c-can't”
“Yes you fucking can” -thrust- “And you” -thrust-“andyoufuckingwill, shiiiiiit” He thrusted in again, I closed my eyes, and he slapped my face “Eyes on me,” he ordered, voice rough. “Watch how deep I’m fucking you. This pussy was made for me, gonna fill you up until you’re leaking my cum.”
He fucked me harder, the counter creaking under us. One of his hands slid down between us, fingers teasing my ass while his cock destroyed my pussy. He circled my rim with a slick finger, pressing just the tip inside.“You like that, hmm? My finger in your tight little ass while I wreck this cunt?” He pushed the digit deeper, curling it slightly. “Bet you’d let me fuck this hole too one day, wouldn’t you, dirty girl?”
The dual sensation pushed me over again. I came with a broken sob, squirting even harder this time, the spray hitting his stomach and chest as he kept railing me. Soonyoung groaned, pulling out once more. “Not done with you yet.”
He dragged me off the counter and onto the floor on all fours. My arms gave out immediately, cheek pressed to the wet tile as he mounted me from behind again, fucking me in deep, punishing strokes.“Ass up higher- yeah, just like that. Let me see that pretty hole while I breed you.” He spat, and all of the liquid trailed from my asshole to were we colided “So fucking hot” He started pounding into me relentlessly, hips slapping loudly against my ass. When I reached back with a shaky hand. My fingers slid between his firm cheeks, finding his tight rim. I circled it teasingly at first, coating it with the slick mess that had dripped down from where we were joined.
Soonyoung’s rhythm faltered for a split second, a low, surprised purr rumbling deep in his chest. “Fuck,baby... what are you doing back there?” he chuckled nervously, but not pulling my hand away.
Instead of answering with words, I pressed one slick finger against his entrance and slowly pushed inside, just past the knuckle. He groaned loudly, hips stuttering forward harder.
“Shit.... aha...you’re really fingering my ass while I’m balls-deep in your sloppy cunt? Is that what you're really d-doing?” His voice was rough, half-laugh, half-growl. “Go on then-d-don’t be shy. Push deeper. Yeah, like that-curl it-ahhh, fuck, right there.” He started actively pushing back against my finger with every forward thrust into me, fucking himself on my digit while he destroyed my pussy. The dual motion made everything even messier, wet squelching sounds from both ends filled the kitchen as my slick continued to drip and spray with every brutal snap of his hips.
“Fuuuuck, that feels sosososoo goooood keep playing with my ass, sweet girl. Make your tiger purr for you while I breed this greedy little hole.” His tail lashed wildly, brushing against my side. “You like feeling me clench around your finger? Bet you never thought you’d have Hoshi moaning like this because of you isn't that right sweet dirty girl?”I added a second finger, scissoring gently, and his purr turned into a deep, throaty growl. The added stimulation made him even rougher, slamming into me so hard my knees slid in the puddle of our combined mess on the floor.
“Gonna cum, I'm, I'm gonna, fuck, cum, I'm gonna fill this sloppy pussy up,” he panted, voice breaking with every curl of my fingers. “Take it all, baby. Take every fucking drop while you finger your tiger’s ass, ahhh shit, just like that-”
With a deep, guttural roar he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, hot spurts flooding me until it leaked out around his cock. He kept moving through his orgasm, pushing back onto my fingers and grinding forward into my dripping cunt, drawing out soft, breathy purrs and broken curses from him.
He finally collapsed over my back, both of us panting and covered in sweat, slick, and cum. His tail curled possessively around my waist as he nuzzled my neck, placing lazy kisses along my skin.
“New breakfast rules,” he murmured against my ear, voice hoarse but smug. “Every morning. No exceptions. You’re mine now, pretty girl.”
“S-sure, but, You're crushing me, get off me...”
“Only if you promise me that you will be mine and no one else's.” I rolled my eyes and muttered a yes, he lifted up his hips and sat on his knees, I sat back up and couldn't stop looking at his softened dick “pft-”
Soonyoung stared at me for a second, still breathing hard, “Cute? My dick just turned your legs into jelly and you’re calling it cute?” He shook his head, blond hair sticking up in every direction. “Unbelievable. Next time I’m making you say ‘monster cock’ while you’re squirting on the floor.”
I snorted, still sprawled on the tiles like a used rag. “Monster cock? Really? That’s the most drying-pussy- line that has ever come out from your mouth.”
He grinned, “Yes, yes, whatever, just don't forget that I gave you the best sex of your life.” he flashed his fangs, and scooped me up like I weighed nothing. My legs dangled uselessly as he carried me toward the stairs, his softening dick swinging like a happy pendulum against his thigh. “Aren't you uncomfortable or something?” I asked him, he shook his head and changed the topic “Careful, you’re dripping on the floor,” he warned me, and I did felt a thick trail of his release slide down my inner thigh and splatter onto the step.
“Well now the house is marked. Now everyone who visits will know a tiger lives here and fucks his girl stupid every morning.” I wheezed a laugh. “We don’t have visitors, Soonie. We barely have outside friends.” “Exactly. It's the perfect system.”
He kicked his bedroom door open with way too much force. It bounced off the wall and nearly smacked him in the face. He cursed, tail lashing, and almost dropped me trying to dodge it.
“Fuck—okay, doors get gentle treatment from now on, I guess,” he grumbled, finally tossing me onto his unmade bed. I bounced once and landed in.
Soonyoung climbed over me immediately, caging me in with his arms. His tail kept flicking erratically, sometimes smacking my calf, sometimes knocking over an empty water bottle on the nightstand with a loud clatter. “you've got a long ass tail” “I also have a long ass dick if you were wondering” I raised an eyebrow, still catching my breath. “That’s a lot to say for someone who can’t even remember to put the milk back in the fridge.”
He gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. “Touché... I put it back… sometimes.” Then he leaned down, nose brushing mine, voice dropping into that rough purr that made my stomach flip. “Well, besides that, you’re mine now. No more hiding. I’ve been blue-balling myself for years because of you. Payback starts today.”
Before I could retort, he was already grinding against me again, half-hard cock sliding through the mess between my legs. The glide was filthy and perfect. I hissed at the overstimulation but still arched into him.
“Round two?” he asked, eyes sparkling with chaotic mischief. “Only if you promise not to roar,” I shot back. He laughed “I'll think about it” then pushed back inside me in one slow, deep thrust. We both groaned. The angle made everything feel even messier. “Fuck… still so tight,” he muttered, hips rolling lazily. “You’re gonna kill me.” Halfway through a particularly good thrust, his tail decided to betray him. It whipped around and smacked the lamp on the nightstand, sending it crashing to the floor.
“Shit- sorry!” he yelped, freezing mid-thrust. I burst out laughing, the sound turning into a moan when he accidentally hit that spot again from the jolt. “Don’t stop, you clumsy tiger,” I gasped, reaching back to grab his ass and pull him deeper. My fingers found his rim again, still slick, and pressed in teasingly.
Soonyoung’s hips stuttered hard. “F-fuck- warn a guy- ahhh, shit, right there-” His purr kicked in loud and rumbling, vibrating through his chest into mine. He started moving again, faster, messier, one hand braced on the headboard while the other groped my tit like it owed him money. Every few thrusts his tail would smack something else.
When he came the second time, it was with a surprised growl and a full-body shudder, flooding me again until it leaked out around his cock and soaked the sheets. He collapsed half on top of me, panting, ears flopped sideways, tail still twitching like it had a mind of its own.
“Breakfast is canceled,” he mumbled into my neck, placing lazy, open-mouthed kisses there. “We’re doing this instead. All day. New official rule.”
I ran my fingers through his messy blond hair, smiling despite the sticky mess we’d made of everything. “You’re going to be insufferable now, aren’t you?”
“Obviously.” He lifted his head just enough to flash that crooked grin. “But you love your insufferable tiger roommate- well, now Boyfriend.”
I pretended to think about it, then shrugged. “He’s alright. Great dick. Terrible at closing doors. Makes decent eggs when he’s not busy railing me on the counter, I could get something better but It will do.” Soonyoung gasped theatrically. “Rude. I make excellent eggs.” He rolled us so I was lying on his chest, his arms wrapping around me like a warm, slightly sweaty blanket. His tail curled around my waist, holding me close. “Are you seriously only going to complain about the eggs?.” “Look, beautiful, all it takes is for me to put my cock back in your delicious pussy to make you change your mind about whether there will be anyone after me.”
“Can't believe this is happening to me. Fine, I'll take you but no sleeping together for now, you snore.” “Whaaaaat? No I don't!” “You do. It’s cute. Like a tiny angry kitten.”
We stayed like that for a while; laughing, trading dumb insults, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back while his cum slowly dripped out of me onto his thigh. It was gross. It was perfect.
Eventually he sighed, nuzzling my hair.
“Hey… for real though.” His voice got quieter, less chaotic. “No more hiding shit. I’ve wanted you since college. I think my love life was rubbish, because the right person, the one I needed most, was always right in front of me and I never wanted to risk taking the first step.”
I pressed a kiss to his collarbone, right over one of the faint stripes that disappeared under his skin. “Same. Even when you walk around naked and traumatize the delivery guy.”
“He survived,” Soonyoung muttered, already grinning again. “Barely.” A comfortable silence settled, broken only by the occasional flick of his tail against the sheets.
Then his stomach growled loudly.
“…Okay, maybe breakfast is not completely canceled,” he admitted. “But I’m eating you first. Then eggs. Deal?”
I laughed and flicked his ear. “ You horny tiger.”
NEW BREAKFAST RULES!!!!!!!
made by Soonyoung and his lovely beautiful sexy girl
- Wake up
- Get dragged downstairs (sometimes literally)
- Get fucked stupid on whatever surface was closest
- Attempt to make actual breakfast while half-naked and covered in marks
- NO PHONES!!!! (unless it's to record)
- End up back in bed anyway because Soonyoung couldn’t keep his hands (or tail) to himself
-pamper each other!
Ts is how I felt after writing allat LOL. It took me like 3 weeks to finish this, so I really hope it was good enough and y'all enjoyed it!
(Kwon Soonyoung(Hoshi) x Reader)
Genre: Fluff, Humor, Surprise Talent AU
Summary: Hoshi is struggling with a choreography for SEVENTEEN’s new comeback, feeling frustrated when nothing seems to work. Just as he’s about to give up for the night, his girlfriend unexpectedly suggests a move—and perfectly executes it. Shocked to discover she can dance, Hoshi goes from frustrated choreographer to overly excited boyfriend, insisting she’s his new secret weapon.
Hoshi sighed, plopping down on the practice room floor, his brows furrowed in frustration. The mirrors reflected his slumped posture—completely opposite of the usual energetic, tiger-like performance director of SEVENTEEN.
His latest choreography wasn’t clicking. Something felt off. The beats were there, the flow was almost right, but something about the transition between sections wasn’t hitting the way he wanted.
Just then, the studio door creaked open.
“Babe?” Your voice filled the space as you peeked inside, holding a bag of snacks. “You’re still here?”
Hoshi looked up and pouted dramatically. “It’s a crisis.”
You raised an eyebrow, stepping in. “Oh no. What happened? Did you lose your tiger ears?”
“Worse.” He sighed. “The choreography isn’t working.”
You hummed in understanding, setting the snacks aside before plopping down beside him. “What part?”
He grabbed his phone and played the demo track. “This part right here—it needs a strong transition, but no matter what I try, it looks weird.”
You listened carefully, your head naturally nodding to the beat. An idea sparked in your mind.
“Have you tried—” You paused, considering your words. “Never mind.”
Hoshi perked up. “Wait, what? You thought of something?”
You hesitated for a second before standing up. “Just… don’t laugh, okay?”
His eyes widened. “Wait. What are you doing?”
Ignoring his bewilderment, you took position in front of the mirrors. The music played, and with a deep breath, you smoothly executed a transition move that perfectly connected the sections, adding a bit of flair at the end.
When the last beat hit, you turned to find Hoshi frozen.
Mouth slightly open.
Eyes practically bulging out of his head.
“…You can dance?” he whispered in disbelief.
You bit your lip, suddenly feeling shy. “I mean… a little?”
Hoshi shot up from the floor. “A little? BABE, THAT WAS PERFECT—WHY DIDN’T I KNOW THIS?!”
You shrugged. “You never asked?”
His hands flew to his head. “I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS. I’VE BEEN DATING A DANCER THIS WHOLE TIME?!”
You laughed, taking his hand. “Not a dancer, just someone who really loves watching you dance.”
Still in shock, Hoshi turned to the mirror, replaying the move in his head. Then, as if a switch flipped, his eyes sparkled.
“That was genius,” he breathed. “I need to try that.”
He immediately ran to the center, motioning for you to join him. “Show me again!”
You giggled, stepping beside him as the music started. Together, you moved in sync, his energy feeding yours. The moment the transition hit, he gasped, pointing at you.
“OH MY GOD. IT WORKS.”
You grinned. “Told you.”
Hoshi grabbed your shoulders dramatically. “You’re my secret weapon now.”
You rolled your eyes. “Relax, tiger. I’m just here for moral support.”
“Too late. You’re officially my assistant choreographer.” He pulled you into a spin before catching you in a tight hug. “How did I get so lucky? A girlfriend who can dance? My heart can’t handle this.”
You chuckled, ruffling his hair. “Maybe you should pay more attention to me next time.”
“Oh, trust me, babe.” He smirked. “From now on, I’ll be watching very closely.”
contains: crack humour, established!relationship (soonyoung calls reader “girlfriend”), cussing, soonyoung being a cute chaotic mess as always… headcanons below the cut!!
soonyoung is the type of boyfriend who LOVES typing in all caps. you just finished work? he’s typing “YIPEEEE” in all caps. you had to stay late at work? he’s typing “NOOOOO”…you get the point. he will always be your hype man because whoever he dates, he truly believes is the hottest person to ever walk on this planet. he has eyes for no one else but you!! he also wants you to be his hype partner too, so make sure to shower him with love and compliments when there is a new video/photo/post of him <3
