Hello! I love your headcannons and oneshots of the weak hero boys! I was wondering if you could do one with the Eunjang + Union boys popping a hard one while their S/O is sitting on their lap and the S/O’s reaction!
they get hard when you sit on them ;
18+ weak hero x gn!reader. nsfw!
donald na
➤ he was in a meeting with some higher ups and asked you to join for show. you’d done this before, dress up for donald to show off to the higher ups when they brought their own “toys” in an attempt to intimidate the union leader
➤ the outfit you wore was a bit more revealing than the ones you were used to, and the need to be comfortable was compromising your focus
➤ catching this, donald beckoned you over with a finger while still conversing with his business partner and asked you to sit with him without having to verbally say anything
➤ you carefully positioned yourself on your boyfriend’s lap, mentally sighing in relief that the others could no longer see how uncomfortable you were
➤ unfortunately, donald hadn’t quite taken into account the effect you would have on his this close. your perfume/cologne invaded his senses, and he tightened his grip around your waist to keep himself grounded
➤ donald didn’t move again until the higher ups left, a bit offended that he didn’t raise to walk them out
➤ the second they were gone, donald’s head fell into the crook of your neck. “oh god, i’m dying.” “you’re so dramatic.” “i know you know what you’re doing,” he groaned when you wiggled a little in his lap
➤ giving him an innocent smile, you twist so that you’re straddling him instead of sitting with your legs crossed over one of his thighs. “i have no idea what you’re talking about..!” donald captured your lips the second the word about left them
gray yeon
➤ he offered to help you study for an anatomy exam at his place. he helped you with most of your schoolwork, so it wasn’t unusual for the two of you to be alone together
➤ you were sitting across the room, bored out of your mind as you shamelessly watched gray work a problem out at his desk
➤ unable to stand it any longer, you dragged yourself off of his bed and over to his desk, gently running your fingers through his hair in an attempt to get his attention
➤ gray tensed a bit at the contact, but he didn’t pull himself away from the homework problem. you sighed and decided you’d need to get more creative
➤ “i’m bored~” “you can watch me solve this problem?” “that’s boring~”
➤ when it was clear that he wasn’t going to crack, you pulled gray’s chair out just enough for you to slip in between him and the desk, dropping gently into his lap so that you didn’t accidentally hurt him
➤ “wh-what are you—“ “watching you solve your problem! why? am i distracting you?” “i, uh..” but you find his flustered appearance too cute to stop teasing him
➤ wiggling a little against him, you turn your back to him and prop your elbows on the desk. “okay, gray! show me how to solve this problem.” you smirk to yourself when he doesn’t answer
➤ a moment later, you feel why and hum to yourself. “or,” you ponder aloud. “i could help you solve that problem, instead? it is anatomy, after all.”
ben park
➤ you and ben were on an adventure, one that required taking the bus
➤ since there weren’t any seats left, ben innocently offered to stand so you could have his seat, but you knew his knee was aching from a fight and didn’t want him to be in pain for you
➤ just as innocently, you countered, “what if we share a seat? i could sit in your lap?”
➤ you catch the blush on his cheeks before he takes a seat and lowers you into his lap
➤ thankfully, there were a few other couples in similar positions, so the passengers around you weren’t too fazed by the fact that you and your boyfriend were sharing a seat
➤ until the bus drove down a particularly bumpy road, causing you to unintentionally bounce against ben’s lap. you heard his draw a sharp breath from behind you, arms wrapping tight around your middle
➤ he dropped his head to rest between your shoulder blades and groaned. your jacket muffled most of it, but you immediately reddened at the thought of hurting him
➤ “oh gosh, are you okay? did i hurt you?” “yes.” you scramble to stand, but ben’s arms tighten around your waist. “no, don’t move. just stay, please?”
➤ the desperation in his voice throws up until you feel it. feel him. “oh. oh. um, yeah. sorry…” “it’s okay, y/n.”
jake ji
➤ you knew your actions would distract him, but you didn’t entirely mean to elicit such a reaction from your boyfriend by dropping into his lap
➤ you’d been playing mario kart together, and when you realized you wouldn’t win with your skill alone, you hopped off of the couch and sat on jake, who had been sitting on the floor in front of you
➤ he jumped at the sudden change of spots but shifted so that you could get comfortable. you were a little frustrated at how easily he’d managed to adapt to you while playing the game, but it wasn’t much longer before his performance suddenly started to drop
➤ you gaped at the screen in amazement as jake dropped from first place to third to seventh. when you moved to turn and look at him, jake caught your waist to still your movement. “don’t, please.”
➤ when you feel why he’s so stiff beneath you, you can’t help but laugh. jake pinched your arm. “it’s not funny! you did this to me, you dirty cheat.”
➤ doing your best not to move your lower half, you rolled your neck to catch jake’s eye and stuck your tongue out at him. “and i’d do it again.”
➤ his eyes darkened. “sure. let’s see how well you stay focused with my tongue in your—“ “okay, i’m sorry!”
wolf keum
➤ after much, much debate, you finally managed to convince wolf to watch a movie with you at your place. your parents were out of town for work, so you were excited to spend some time with your boyfriend
➤ you didn’t plan the night expecting anything to happen, but it wasn’t too long into the film before you were straddling wolf, fingers tight in his purple hair as you kissed him deeply
➤ a soft moan left your lips, filling wolf’s mouth, and you suddenly felt him twitch against you. he froze, and you froze in return
➤ “was that..?” you began, shuffling in his lap to climb off, but wolf’s grip tightened on your hips. “stop moving,” he hissed. you did as told and stilled
➤ so you sat there. straddling him, but not moving. frustrated, wolf squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back against the couch cushions. “it won’t go away.”
➤ you raised a brow. “well, what are you going to do about it, then?” you meant, with you unable to remove yourself from his lap, but wolf gave you a hazy look and your insides twisted
➤ “i don’t know, y/n. what are we going to go about it?”
