#jinyoung x reader

[kathaelipwse]

GOT7 | Headcanons

Theme: Members As Friends And Lovers

Requested by: @canigotosleep--plz

Warnings: Fluff and just fluff, Neutral gender!reader, my personal opinions!!!

Word Count: 1.0k

Mark Tuan

❀ As a Friend:

The type to listen quietly and then drop the most insightful advice.

Will send you a simple "You good?" text instead of asking too many questions.

Always down for a spontaneous road trip or late-night drive in silence.

The one who remembers your favorite food and orders it for you before you ask.

Rarely starts conversations but always responds when you need him.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Acts of Service & Quality Time.

Prefers subtle physical affection—hand-holding, thigh touches while driving, and soft back hugs.

He’s not the type for over-the-top gestures, but he makes sure you know he loves you through actions.

Might not say "I love you" often, but his eyes show it every time he looks at you.

Loves watching you when you’re not paying attention—he thinks you're the most beautiful when you're just being yourself.

The kind of boyfriend who lets you nap on his chest and absentmindedly plays with your hair.

Lim Jae-beom

❀ As a Friend:

Looks out for you like a protective older brother.

Roasts you all the time but will fight anyone who actually upsets you.

Is the first one to notice if you’re stressed and forces you to take a break.

Would drive you home at 3 AM just to make sure you’re safe.

If he says he’ll be there for you, he means it—he’s as loyal as they come.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Physical Touch & Words of Affirmation.

Super touchy but in a non-obvious way—lingering hand touches, resting his hand on your thigh, or pulling you close when walking.

Lowkey enjoys cuddling but won’t admit it—he just “accidentally” falls asleep with you in his arms.

He might act cool, but he’s obsessed with kissing you, especially slow, deep kisses.

If he’s jealous, he won’t say anything—he’ll just pull you closer and make sure everyone knows you’re his.

Finds excuses to touch you, like fixing your hair or tracing small circles on your back when sitting together.

Jackson Wang

❀ As a Friend:

The ultimate hype man—your biggest cheerleader in life.

Insists on FaceTiming you instead of texting.

If you're sad, he’ll take you out for a fun adventure to cheer you up.

Will introduce you to every single person he knows and brag about how amazing you are.

Gets over-the-top dramatic about everything just to make you laugh.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Physical Touch & Quality Time.

Super affectionate—hugs, kisses, and hand-holding all the time.

He has zero shame about PDA—if he loves you, the world should know.

Loves lifting you off the ground when he hugs you.

Needs constant physical closeness—he’ll drape himself over you from behind like a human koala.

If you’re apart for too long, expect a dramatic “I missed you so much!!” the moment he sees you again.

Park Jin-young

❀ As a Friend:

The mom friend—he always makes sure you're making smart decisions.

Likes intellectual conversations and debating random topics for fun.

Pretends to be serious but actually has the best sense of humor.

He'll send you book recommendations and expect you to discuss them with him.

If you have a problem, he’ll help you solve it logically but with a side of sarcasm.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Words of Affirmation & Quality Time.

Prefers small, meaningful touches—a hand squeeze, brushing your hair away, or a soft kiss before leaving.

He’s not the type for over-the-top PDA, but in private, he’s incredibly soft and loving.

Loves slow, deep kisses that last longer than expected.

Would rather whisper sweet things in your ear than say them out loud in front of others.

Writes you letters when he’s feeling sentimental but acts like it’s “not a big deal.”

Choi Young-jae

❀ As a Friend:

A literal ray of sunshine—his energy is contagious.

Always sending you memes and dog photos to brighten your day.

Will drop whatever he's doing if you need help.

If you're sad, he’ll hug you until you feel better (and maybe write a song about it).

The most genuinely happy for your successes.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Physical Touch & Words of Affirmation.

Loves cuddling—he could stay in bed all day just snuggled up with you.

Will randomly grab your hand and swing it back and forth while walking.

Likes to playfully boop your nose or poke your cheeks just to make you laugh.

Gets shy when expressing feelings but his touch says it all—soft, lingering, and full of love.

The type to hug you from behind while you’re doing something and just stay there for a while.

BamBam

❀ As a Friend:

Your fashion guru—always wants to go shopping with you.

Loves taking aesthetic photos of you for Instagram.

Teases you all the time, but if someone else does, he gets defensive real quick.

Randomly calls you just to gossip and catch up.

Will buy you a ridiculous gift “just because it reminded me of you.”

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Gift Giving & Physical Touch.

Always flirting—he loves seeing you blush.

Loves PDA but in a playful way—wants to make others jealous of how cute you two are.

Randomly grabs your face and kisses you just because he can.

Buys you expensive gifts but acts like it’s “no big deal.”

If you’re feeling down, expect a shopping trip and a fancy dinner date to lift your mood.

Kim Yugyeom

❀ As a Friend:

The gentle giant—sweet but surprisingly mischievous.

Always down for a random dance battle.

Loves sending you weird, funny TikToks at 2 AM.

The friend who carries your bags without you asking.

If you need a hug, he's got you covered—big, warm, comforting bear hugs.

❤️ As a Lover:

Love Language: Physical Touch & Quality Time.

Loves touching you absentmindedly—playing with your fingers, resting his head on your shoulder, or leaning against you.

Slow kisses are his thing—deep, meaningful, and just enough to make your heart race.

Likes to wrap his arms around you from behind and sway gently.

If he’s lying down, expect him to pull you into his chest for cuddles without asking.

Prefers spending time together over texting—even if you’re just sitting in comfortable silence.

[spacequokka]

GOT7 Turn Ons & Kinks

I’m so GOT7 coded rn. Here I go again interpreting birth charts for my own silly pleasure. Take it with a pinch of salt, ahgases. The way this sat in my drafts for over a year yet only took about an hour to finish. I refused to change the pics for the next comeback so here ya go.

Mark || Venus: Leo, Mars: Libra || Turn On: Praise (Receiving)

He’s twinning with Yeosang in that he just wants to hear he’s making you feel good. Like seriously, let him know when he’s hitting the right spot or tell him no one else is as good as he is. Might also dish it right back because he has that kinda vibe. Can be broody if he feels like you’re not matching his level of intensity as far as the relationship goes, which can be cured with some praise and appreciation.

Jaebeom || Venus: Capricorn, Mars: Capricorn || Kink: Cockwarming

They say stability and trustworthiness are sexy, and Jay B took that personally. He wants to impress you with his endless cool and mature vibes, so when you’re tired of boys, he can be your man. He’s a romantic, so you can expect loads of sweet, traditional gestures. Okay, but what about the Jay B who sang Switch It Up? Read the lyrics. He told us what he likes. So bold. Somewhat traditional, with a bit of spice here and there. After seeing him read mild tame thirst tweets, I truly believe he’d hesitate to try kinky things like choking or spanking, like he just wants to be inside you and hold you close. The promise of the intimacy alone is enough to have him dragging you to bed.

Jackson || Venus: Aries, Mars: Pisces || Kink: Daddy 

If you know me even a little bit you knew this was coming. My GAWD the amount of love and care that seeps from this man’s pores is fucking amazing. He lives to care for and spoil you like no other, wanting to make sure you have everything you could ever need or want. And that translates to his bedroom. Help? This freaky ball of energy is gonna wear you tf out. He legit doesn’t give a fuck how many times you’ve cum, he needs more. Will strive to leave you hoarse from calling him daddy just because he loves to hear you say it. I could write a fucking essay on this istg.

Jinyoung || Venus: Scorpio, Mars: Cancer || Kink: Bondage

Another hill I’ll die on. A king in the streets and a control freak in the sheets. Just the thought of tying you down to his bed is enough to get him going. Loves to tease and torture you until you’re begging to be let go or fucked hard. Wanna be a brat? Face down and ass up with your arms secured behind your back. Being inside you is just a bonus at that point. Go ahead and struggle, it’s cute to him. You’ll be crying with relief when he finally gets inside you.

Youngjae || Venus: Leo, Mars: Leo || Turn On: Collaring (Receiving)

“Mars in Leo natives enjoy sex more than most”--say less. So Jae’s freaky af and I will hear none of this pure cinnamon roll slander. Honestly he’s probably as bad as Jay B. So what does this bub like? A collar. Hear me out. Collaring is one of the freakiest things you can do to someone while also showing them how much you care/love them. He just wants to be yours--mind, body, and soul. In return, you get his unconditional love and unwavering loyalty. He doesn’t mind you taking the lead in bed because he trusts you and your judgment. You touching/pulling on his collar makes all the blood in his body rush down south and it doesn’t take long for him to start begging you to ride him.

BamBam || Venus: Taurus, Mars: Virgo || Turn On: Nipple Play (Giving)

After deeming him a boobie lover, I can’t help but see him as a motor boatin’ son of a bitch. Lives to put his face near your chest and play with it. In bed you can bet he’ll be kissing and biting on your nips until you beg him to stop. Once you start that up, he’s eager to get inside of you just to continue doing it so he can feel you squeeze the life outta his dick.

Yugyeom || Venus: Capricorn, Mars: Capricorn || Kink: Thigh Riding

Lemme be Captain Obvious for a few seconds. You belong on his thigh. He knows it. You know it. So why aren’t you on it? While he loves any form of teasing you, watching you get all worked up to the point of ruining his pants is an experience he can’t live without. It’s lowkey fascinating that it feels that good for you and he barely has to do anything other than force you to keep moving once you reach that peak. His favorite part is watching your cute little face scrunch up as you shiver in his arms. Then he’ll tease you about it while pulling your legs around his waist and unzipping his pants...

[gabzsun]

SLOW HANDS | PARK JINYOUNG

Park Jinyoung × Fem!reader || WC: 0.5k

⁀➴CONTEÚDO: Fluff but a little sugestivo! O Jinyoung e a pp estão casadinhos!

⁀➴N/A: Amo ele no GOT7, tem um solo dele que eu amo (Dive, essa música é simplesmente perfeita), gosto muito da atuação dele, homem talentoso demais, beijoqueiro demais, viu 🙈. EXTREMAMENTE husband material, e ele pode até tentar se pagar de santo, ele não é!!!!!! Acho que é isso! Beijos, me digam se gostaram, amo vocês. Boa noite, durmam e acordem bem! Amo vocês²! 💋

[Obs: gostou dessa e quer ler mais do que eu escrevo? Bicha, vem dar uma conferida na minha masterlist e seja imensamente feliz!]

— Ah não, tia, relaxa, é meu marido — você incentivou sua tia a continuar falando, enquanto observava Jinyoung deixar o crachá do trabalho e a mochila no sofá.

Você estava em pé, com o telefone no ouvido, apoiada na bancada da cozinha estilo americano, parecendo entediada. Jinyoung percebeu, porque se aproximou de você e deixou um beijinho no seu ombro.

— Tia, só um minutinho.

Você deixou o celular no mudo por alguns instantes. Queria dar um beijinho no seu marido — afinal, não tinham se visto o dia inteiro, e ele chegou mais tarde hoje. Nem jantou contigo.

Jinyoung suspirou.

Você estava linda, com um conjuntinho novo de regatinha e shortinho, o cabelo encaracolado preso num coque desleixado, porém bonito, no seu estilo casual. No rosto, mal havia maquiagem, mas você tinha usado alguns produtinhos que deixavam um viço natural.

Jinyoung sempre fora louco por você, obcecado. Nunca tinha se sentido assim por mulher alguma além de você. E te venerava pelo menos umas cem vezes mais toda vez que te tinha daquele jeitinho, preparada pra dormir — fosse com o conjuntinho sexy de hoje ou com os seus pijamas engraçadinhos. Ele amava. Sempre terminava numa sacanagenzinha debaixo do edredom.

— É aquela sua tia chata?

— Aham.

Jinyoung gemeu manhosinho no seu pescoço, e você o afastou, ficando de costas pra ele — o que foi um erro, porque ele colou o abdômen nas suas costas, e sua frequência cardíaca foi pro beleléu.

— Fala que nosso cachorro tá vomitando.

— A gente não tem cachorro, amor!

— Ela não precisa saber. Fala, vai… quero te beijar sem nenhuma distração.

Você riu, pegando o celular novamente. Sua tia falava sobre mil coisas ao mesmo tempo, e você não dava a mínima — principalmente porque Jinyoung te virou de novo, a boca beijando sua pele em exposição, venerando cada centímetro que conseguia alcançar.

Quando ele ficou de joelhos diante de você, você quase desmaiou.

— Tia, me perdoa, surgiu uma emergência… vou ter que desligar.

Jinyoung sorriu contra o seu umbigo, as mãos no seu quadril. Você bateu o celular contra o material do balcão, olhando-o como se precisasse discipliná-lo — e realmente precisava.

Jinyoung perdera qualquer filtro desde que se casou com você. Antigamente, quando namoravam, costumava ser tímido contigo. Depois que colocou uma aliança no seu dedo, estava quase fazendo o tipo exibicionista.

— Pode parar com essas mãos.

Você o puxou de volta pra si, unindo os lábios nos dele enquanto pressionava as bochechas de Jinyoung, fazendo-o exibir um biquinho adorável. Você queria que o futuro filho de vocês tivesse aquele mesmo biquinho fofo.

— Tô com saudades.

— Eu também. Mas antes, vai pro banho.

— Vem comigo? — ele questionou, mesmo já sabendo a resposta; o seu perfume já tinha denunciado que você havia tomado banho.

Você sorriu, concordando de levinho com a cabeça. Jinyoung devolveu seu assentir com outro sorriso e uma afirmação:

— Ótimo… não vou te deixar sair do box tão cedo, amor.

©GABZSUN. TODOS OS DIREITOS RESERVADOS.

[star-suh]

Detention Demonstration

Park Jinyoung x Male Reader

an: story based upon a drawing i stumbled across on twitter.

nothing here makes sense i believe but let's pretend it does.

—

the university classroom was a mess, like usual. three delinquents—yn, a cocky bastard that likes making trouble, and his two friends who followed his footsteps up close—slouched in their seats, tossing crumpled paper balls and making fun of their classmates. then professor park jinyoung, a 31-year-old man with a suit that hugged his frame so perfectly, his muscular frame visible through it. he was done with their bullshit and reckless acts since always but never dared to do something. until today. his eyes scanned the room and landed on yn, who was sitting there like he owned the place, feet over the desk. “yn” jinyoung’s voice making it clear he was done with his behaviour, laced with authority.

“get your ass up here. you’re volunteering”, yn raised an eyebrow, surprised, spitting the gum he was chewing to the floor. “for what, exactly?”. the other two friends—some greasy-haired boy named jay and the other called jake—laughed, but jinyoung’s state made them stop their chuckles, since when dear teacher park has that scary aura around him?, “sexual education, and you two are coming too” he said, leaving them three speechless.

the trio went towards the designated classroom, there was professor park, sitting, “come on" he signals them to enter, “last one locks the door", he then stands up, unbuttoning his jacket, “you all had annoyed me a lot this semester, acting like reckless untouchable bitches” he said. “woah, how are you calling us?" jake spoke but was quickly shushed by jinyoung, “i didn't say you can speak, did i?".

“ugh, whatever" yn spoke, “why even sexual education tho, that doesn't have anything to do with us at all". jinyoung pulls out a silicone toy from a locked drawer in the desk. it was one of those hyper-realistic torso sexual toys. “in today's sex ed class, you’re gonna demonstrate” yn’s smirk faltered, "what?” the trio say in unison. “if you all are going to act like though bastards shaming other people then i’m gonna give you a spoon of your own medicine. fair, right?".

they were stunned, they didn't know what to say, "you first” jinyoung signaled yn, “come here and fuck this toy, show us how much of a man you are". jinyoung knew how to push their buttons, playing with their minds to make them do as he says.

he walked to the front, “i’m the manliest here" he cockily said grabbing the toy from jinyoung’s hands. “so i just stick my dick in this and call it a day? easy cake” jinyoung leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his gaze scanning over yn, watching his corporal languaje. “not quite. you’ll start with that, but today lesson’s are about reproduction. the toy’s just foreplay".

“today’s lesson? what're you acting like this is a regular thing” jake asked. " it’s gonna be if you three keep pissing me off" jinyoung smirked, “you two, watch and learn something for once, or i’ll have you scrubbing floors instead”. yn, now standing in front, unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to his ankles, his cock sprang free, already half-hard from the fucked up thrill of the scene. he spat into his hand, slicking himself up and lined up with the toy’s hole, he pushed in slowly, the silicone was warm, tight, and so realistic that yn groaned as he keep pushing in, his hips started moving on their own. “fuck, this feels so fucking good” he muttered, gripping the toy’s hips as he started thrusting faster and faster.

jinyoung watched, his own bulge straining against his slacks, but his voice stayed calm, professional even. meanwhile the other two boys started stroking their bulges—over their pants—lust taking over their bodies after seeing such a shameful act in front of them. “good form yn but you’re not here to fuck a toy. you’re here to learn reproduction. to learn how to make someone pregnant” yn froze mid thrust, his cock still buried in the silicone, “the fuck you mean?” jinyoung stepped closer, both his arms on each side of yn, locking him. jinyoung’s chest and torso pressing against yn's back, his breath hot against the other's ear. “i’m 31,you think i don’t know what you need?” he reached down grabbing yn’s ass, fingers digging into the firm flesh, “this hole needs a good pounding, you're gonna take my lesson and turn into a well-behaved punk”.

jake and jay were openly stroking themselves, pants around their thighs now and eyes glued to the scene. yn’s heart pounded, but his cock was throbbing, leaking precum into the toy. “are you being serious, old man?” voice cracked with want. jinyoung didn’t answer with words. he just shoved yn forward, bending him over the desk, the toy still wrapped around his dick. “you're gonna take it all, be the man you claim to be” jinyoung growled, unzipping his slacks and pulling out his cock—thick, veiny and already slick with precum. he didn’t bother with lube, just spat into his hand and smeared it over his cock, then repeated the process but this time directly into yn’s hole, then pressed the big tip against yn’s hole.

“fuck. wait” yn tried to reason with him, but jinyoung didn’t wait, he pushed in, slow at first, letting yn feel every inch of the stretch while he watched how the other's hole engulfs all his tip and girthy shaft slowly, like a greedy pussy. yn’s moan was half pain and half pleasure, his body trembling as jinyoung bottomed out, balls deep in his student’s ass. “lesson one” jinyoung said, his voice low and filthy as he started thrusting, each snap of his hips driving yn’s cock deeper into the toy while the latter himself became cock drunk already, nothing but his teacher’s cock on his thoughts. “you wanna make someone pregnant? then you gotta know how it feels to take a load”.

yn was a mess, gripping the desk, his moans echoing in the classroom. the toy’s hole was milking his cock, and jinyoung’s milking himself with yn’s. the man was hitting spots inside yn he didn’t know existed, “shit. fuck. p-park… professor park” he gasped, his body overwhelmed between the two sensations. jake and jay were jerking off faster and faster now chasing their climax, grunting as they watched their classmate get railed into oblivion. “that’s hot” jake muttered, face flushed and eyes fixated on yn’s hole swallowing such a big cock. jay just groaned, his head tipped back.

jinyoung’s pace quickened, his hands gripping yn’s hips so hard bruises would appear next day. “you’re gonna cum with my cock in you” he ordered. yn’s dick still buried in the toy. “show these idiots how it’s done”, that was what yn needed to hear to reach his climax, the dual stimulation—jinyoung’s cock pounding his prostate and the toy’s tight grip—sent him over the edge. he came spilling into the silicone toy, filling it up to the brim with sperm, his ass clenched around jinyoung’s dick hard. the professor wasn’t far behind, “ready for the end of the lesson?” he growled, slamming in one last time and unloading deep inside yn, hot and thick sperm spurted inside the other, some of it leaking.

he stayed there, panting, as yn whimpered, still impaled on both ends. when jinyoung finally pulled out some cum leaked down yn’s thigh. he turned to jake and jay, who were both panting too, cum painting their hands and the floor. “you two” jinyoung said, wiping his brow, “clean this shit up”. as he said that, he regained his composure, fixed his clothes and left.

the next classes with professor jinyoung the trio were calmed, making everyone curious what the professor did to tame them. “i bet he make them teach other people about sex ed”; "that's embarrassing haha” were the rumors people on the classroom spoke, little did they know they were very wrong.

a knock on jinyoung’s door was heard, "come in” he said and yn showed up. "what's mr. bastard doing here?” the teacher asked with a smirk, smirk that disappeared immediately when yn answered.

an answer that caught him off guard.

"when's the next lesson?”.

[lxvemaze]

can you do GOT7 comforting y/n when she's on period and stressed/tired af?

I GOT YOUUUUU (im on my period rn, actually 😞💔)

cramps

pairing: ot7!got7 x reader

genre: smau

warnings: mentions of periods, bambam is freaky, yugyeom is silly, actually, they're all silly

a/n: im on my period and in intense amounts of pain rn so like, this is great

taglist: @cixrosie @weird-bookworm

[natalicss]

this is me asking the universe, aka tumblr writers, to feed me more got7 x reader i have an obsession

i’m a simple woman, alright? i am easy to please i swear…i love the one-shots, i love the fake texts, i love the social media au, im eating it all up

k but pls more mark fics i beg-

[consume-cs]

free fall (03) ◯○ a baby growing up inside your belly

can you let me sing you a lullaby? | moonlit | 🍼 got7 content | materialist

english isn’t my first language. ot7 scenario. husband — cuteeeeeee ﷼

lim jaebeom

It’s late at night and you have a container full of ice cream between your legs, eating it slowly as you watch your favorite program on TV.

Lately, your insomnia is getting worse and since you can’t sleep Jaebeom notices every time you get up so now he’s next to you, falling asleep after a long day of work.

He rubs his eyes and he alarms when he hears you sobbing, grabbing your cheeks just to make you look at him.

“My love, what's happening?” He asks worrying about your feelings, knowing how often your humor changes.

“I didn’t mean to do this, you should be sleeping because I know how tired you are and I’m just here making you wake up due to my insomnia” You apologize crying.

“You don’t have to be sorry about it, princess. I'll be by your side every time and I will always stay with you until you fall asleep, so it’s not your fault”

mark tuan

You bend on your knees and in a few seconds you let your food go down the drain as your throat hurt and your husband puts your hair up in a ponytail, hating watching this scene once again.

You sit on the floor and Mark makes sure that the drain is in discharge just to pull you by his side and kiss your forehead.

“I hate this” You whisper feeling extremely exhausted. It isn’t the first time you’ve thrown up but it’s normal when your baby is just growing inside your belly.

“And I hate seeing you like this” He affirms, holding your face in his hands and gently rubbing his fingers against your cheeks.

He helps you to get up and you wash your hands, brush your teeth while he’s behind you holding your little belly.

“And here’s my baby” He says with a smile on his face, making you smile too.

jackson wang

You sit on his lap and he looks at you, kissing your cheeks and lips multiple times just to see your smile again. Then, he starts to brush your hair carefully, braiding your long hair and showing his work to you while you smile.

Your belly is getting bigger as your insecurities grow more and your husband noticed that, helping you to wash your body and pick a cute summer dress.

“Can I do your makeup?” He asks and you think about it for a bit until you say yes.

His hands touch your face softly and you guide him through the process, saying him which products go on your brows and so on until you get your makeup done by him.

It wasn’t bad.

park jinyoung

After going to the doctor and seeing that your baby girl is healthy, Jinyoung is holding your hand while you walk through the parking lot going straight to the car.

"You look really pretty today, and always" He says making you smile instantly feeling your cheeks turn red. "I hope that my baby girl look exactly like you" He begs carresing your belly.

You smile looking at your big belly and then you two stopped in front of the car as your husband opens the door for you, surprising you with a big bouquet of pink flowers in the passenger seat.

"Babe"

"Surprise!" You don't know where he got that bouquet but you can feel how your baby is happy about it too.

choi youngjae

You’re having a rough since your belly got so big that it’s hard to sleep in any position and your baby’s legs keep kicking your skin.

“Baby, let your mommy sleep please, it’s too late to play now” Youngjae begs with his eyes closed while he keeps rubbing your stomach in circles, hugging you from behind and kissing your bare neck just to calm you down.

You take a deep breath, hoping that your baby listen to his daddy and let you sleep peacefully for at least this night.

You hear your husband’s voice singing you a lullaby song, calming you and your baby almost at the same time.

“I love you” It’s the last thing you hear from him when you fall asleep and you don’t feel your baby’s kicks anymore.

bambam

“Are you sure you’re okay here? Isn’t too sunny for you?” He asks, relocating the umbrella above you covering you from the sun.

You nod, looking at the crystal water. Your little belly is finally showing up and all of the sudden your husband wanted to go the beach.

Bambam takes a seat next to you and starts to put sunscreen on your skin, starting from your back, shoulders, arms and then your little belly.

“My boy is getting bigger” He says with a smile as he’s rubbing the sunscreen on your skin.

“But I think he’s craving a vanilla cookie right now”

Your husband laughs as you smile. “Is it my boy who’s craving a cookie or is it my beautiful wife?”

“I think it’s your boy” You say jokingly.

kim yugyeom

You look at your big belly worrying about the future and how is going to be. Sometimes you don't feel prepare for that but at the same time you feel so excited to meet both of your babies.

Yugyeom is massaging your swollen feet, instantly noticing your silent crying. “Honey, what's happening? Your belly hurts? Tell me”

He takes a sit next to you, worrying even more since you haven’t stop crying.

“I-I’m scared” You say sobbing and Yugyeom puts you in his lap, holding your face between his hands as the same time he removes your tears.

His soft kisses around your face are pretty calming and sweet too. “I know you’re scared pretty girl and I’m scared too, but I promise you’ll be okay and this is going to pass quickly, okay?”

You put your arms around his neck while his hands go up and down your back, feeling the warmth of his body.

xoxo girl💋…

© consume_cs

[allaboutthedongs]

Tease | 18+

☆ Pairing: GOT7 Jinyoung x Female reader

☆ Genre: smut

☆ Word count: 1.6 k

☆ Warnings: teasing, fingering, unprotected sex, rough sex, orgasm denial, masturbation, power play, just porn with a plot, tbh.

☆ Prompt: "A dangerous dance of lust, power, and delicious punishment. And yes, he fell...hard. The wicked part? He fucking loved it."

The air was heavy with something unspoken. Something magnetic. And I knew he felt it too.

The dull scratch of my pen across the paper ceased as it slipped from my fingers and hit the tiled floor with a muted clink. I felt his gaze before I even looked—searing, low, deliberate. Lifting my eyes, I glanced toward him through my lashes, and sure enough, Jinyoung was watching me from a desk close to mine. His dark eyes burned into mine with a quiet, unwavering hunger, a smirk ghosting over his lips as if he already knew what I was about to do.

I rose slowly, deliberately, circling to the far side of the desk with measured steps that made the hem of my skirt sway just slightly. With my back to him, I bent forward at the waist to retrieve the pen, arching more than necessary. My blouse lifted, the curve of my lower back peeking out. I stayed like that for a breath longer than needed—just enough to feel the air shift around us.

When I turned to look over my shoulder, Jinyoung was biting his bottom lip, jaw tight, eyes narrowed. That restraint on his face—raw and struggling—ignited something deep inside me. I loved this game. I loved watching his control fray at the edges, knowing I was the one tugging at every thread.

I sat back down in my seat, tracing the tip of the pen slowly along my lower lip before letting it rest between my teeth. I could almost hear the crack in his composure.

"Give up the charade," Jinyoung murmured, his voice smooth and low, intimate in a way that made the rest of the room fall away. The other students, the hum of conversation, the ticking clock... all dissolved under the weight of his presence behind me.

Warm breath grazed the side of my neck a moment later, close, so close I could smell the subtle citrus and cedar of his cologne. He wasn’t touching me. Not yet. Just waiting. Testing. Jinyoung made his way to the door of the classroom as casually as if he were heading to the vending machine; his eyes locked with mine, commanding me to follow.

I waited just long enough not to be obvious, then stood and excused myself to the bathroom. My pulse pounded in my ears as I stepped out into the hallway, my fingers moving to unfasten the top buttons of my blouse, slowly, deliberately. I wanted him to see that I was in charge of this. All of it.

The corridor was quiet, bathed in the golden spill of late afternoon sun, looked almost sacred, like sunlight blessing sin. I walked slowly, listening... waiting for a sign. I passed the door of an empty classroom when a hand gripped my wrist, firm but not painful, pulling me inside and spinning me around. Jinyoung slammed my chest into the wall, his body aligned with mine, the heat of him pressing into my back as his lips brushed the shell of my ear.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he murmured, fingers curling around my wrists and pinning them lightly to the cool wall. "Always teasing. Always knowing exactly what you're doing."

His tone was sharp silk, accusatory and amused, heat curling around every word.

I tilted my head, exposing more of my throat to him. "And yet... you love it," I whispered back. My heart pounded incessantly against my chest; the adrenaline of the situation surging throughout my desperate body. A soft groan rumbled in his throat as he released one of my hands and let the other linger, grounding me while his free hand slid down my thigh, up under my skirt, until it brushed the edge of my underwear. His movements were careful, measured, checking in with every inch. "Feels good?" he asked against my jaw. "Yeah..." I whispered. Tilting my head towards his, I lapped my wet tongue along his full lips as his fingers lingered between my legs. He jerked my underwear to the side, exposing my swollen, hot, sensitive cunt to the cool air of the room, driving my need into something raw and unrelenting. I hissed as he brushed his finger gently over my clit and all over my slit, spreading the wetness over my folds; my knees losing all stability within seconds. Then, his fingers ceased their motion, and he pressed his hips firmly into my butt; his cock thick and twitching against me.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked, voice ragged against my neck. I nodded, speechless. I thought that I had a hold over him; never did I think that my body would so willingly succumb to Jinyoung. “I asked you a question.” His voice was soft yet assertive as he pulled my face abruptly towards his. He slowly slid his index finger inside of me, pressing heavily against my G-spot, making my cunt clench.

I turned my head to him, lips trembling, “Yes… yes, please.” My hips rocking instinctively along Jinyoung’s long finger, wanting to feel more. He spun me around again, mouth crashing onto mine, fingers tangled in my hair as he kissed me hard, deep... like he couldn’t get close enough. We stumbled backward toward the desk, and I half-laughed, half-moaned as he lifted me effortlessly and set me on the edge. He tugged at my tie, loosening it, then pulled it off entirely as his mouth moved down to my collarbone, sucking just enough to leave a mark. My blouse was next pushed aside to reveal the lace bra he’d been dying to touch, judging by the way his eyes had lingered all afternoon. Jinyoung undid his belt quickly, his hands practiced, movements fluid. I should’ve felt vulnerable like that, spread open, exposed... but all I felt was power, and hunger. He groaned as he slid against me, teasing. I could feel every inch of him, hot and hard. And when he finally pushed in, slowly, deeply, we both gasped.

He didn’t rush at first. He held my gaze. He wanted to watch me feel every inch of him. “Fuck, you’re tight.” He groaned as he struggled to pick up a steady rhythm.

My hands reached under his shirt and fervently explored his toned torso. I tried to wrap my legs around his waist to pull him in deeper, but he quickly pushed them away, holding my legs on either side of him as he took complete control. His eyes frantically shifted over my body as he dug his fingers into my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the desk for an even better angle. His thrusts became faster, harder, desperate. Despite my whines and pleas, he kept driving himself into me relentlessly. “You feel incredible,” he whispered, eyes closed in pleasure. The pleasure built fast, my body arching toward him, nails digging into his back as the waves rolled higher and higher. “Fuck, I’m so close.” My voice was barely audible through the strangled moans that were escaping my throat. I desperately needed to straighten my legs, but his hold was too strong, forcing me to absorb every ounce of pleasure that he was giving me. An intense heat began to build up inside of me as my muscles tensed and began to quiver; my nails digging in desperately to Jinyoung’s forearms and almost breaking the skin as they did so. “Yeah, I can feel it.” he stated smugly as I squirmed. I was hot; blood coursing frantically through me as an all-consuming pleasure began to take hold. My orgasm was imminent, and it was going to take me down hard. I braced myself; my knuckles turning white as I gripped onto the edge of the desk tightly. The orgasm slammed into the edge of my consciousness, but before I could fall into it... Smirking down at me, he pulled out. Just like that. Gone. Leaving me spread-legged and trembling, suspended in a cruel limbo of heat and ache as he pumped his shaft back and forth a few times. But before he could even finish stroking himself, I sat up, eyes burning into his with a slow, wicked smile. He thought he was breaking me. Poor boy. He hadn’t even seen me unhinged yet... I reached for his cock with one hand, curling my fingers around it as I pressed my lips to his ear.

"You think you’re the one in control?" I whispered, my breath warm, my voice velvety. "You wish you’d earned the privilege to finish inside me." With a slow twist of my wrist and a perfectly timed stroke, I made him come hard. His gasp was raw, his body convulsing as he spilled hot cum all over my bare stomach and thighs. He staggered forward, bracing himself on the desk beside me, breathless and wrecked.

I dipped my finger in his release and traced a slow, lazy circle over my stomach, watching his eyes darken again with renewed hunger as I brought my finger seductively to my mouth, tasting him.

Then I hopped off the desk, legs still shaking but chin high, my power radiating in every step. I grabbed his tie to wipe off some of his cum, buttoned up my blouse with no rush, let my fingers trail down my tie, and tightened it with a smirk.

“You look so cute when you think you're in control", I murmured, brushing past him, lips grazing his jaw. "But next time, think twice before trying to play MY game."

I opened the classroom door, stepped into the golden hush of the empty hallway, and walked away without looking back, leaving him there, dazed, undone, and entirely mine. I didn’t need to look back at him. He'd be thinking about me for days. Maybe forever.

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