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18+ only
— ಬ xdinary heroes
— ಬ dragon pony
— ಬ p1harmony ( archived )
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14 drabbles for february 14th !
— all used dividers in this post are by @/saradika-graphics
wanted to do something fun for valentine’s day in between my long wips so i decided to temporarily open my requests for nsfw drabbles featuring xdinary heroes and dragon pony
how to participate?
send me an ask with one member and a song from the list below
add one or two (max) kink/s
add a trope
your request should look like: song + member + kink/s + trope
each song can be requested only once; this means that i will be taking 14 drabble requests in total. once a song is claimed, i will cross it out. in case you ask for a song that is already taken, i will kindly ask you to pick another one from those still available
event is: closed !
MASTERLIST BELOW
PRETTY BOY ⋮ PIECE OF YOU ⋮ WHEN DID YOU GET HOT? ⋮ READ YOUR DIARY ⋮ ACCESS ⋮ LICK IT UP ⋮ MAKEUP SEX ⋮ PURPLE LACE BRA ⋮ VALENTINE ⋮ ONLY ANGEL ⋮ LOOK AT ME ⋮ EVERYTHING HE NEEDS ⋮ SKIN ⋮ SWEET RELIEF
a few things to keep in mind:
this is strictly nsfw event and minors are not allowed
i write with fem!reader
drabbles will be 1k max and inspired by the song you’ve chosen
the event closes once all songs are requested
have fun requesting! and reading! xoxo 💋
THAT’S BED CHEM
🎧 now playing... bed chem - sabrina carpenter
pairing: sunghyun x fem!reader
genre: suggestive ( 18+ ) » 0.8 words
✎… play fighting with soon to be boyfriend sunghyun, banter, teasing, pet names, manhandling, a few bites and kisses
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One moment you’re reaching toward him, aiming to pull on the corner of the pillow under him, the next you’re flat on your back, feet kicking against the rumpled bedsheets. Your next breath leaves your lungs in a startled laugh.
“Hey, not fair!” You protest as Sunghyun pins you in place.
His grin widens, boyish and attractive, as his dark hair falls over his forehead in messy strands.
“Not fair?” He repeats. “You started this.”
“Oh please,” you shoot back, noticing his brow arching in disbelief, “I barely touched you.”
And you could say something more, but he leans closer, bracing one hand near your head. The mattress beneath you dips as his weight hovers over you, causing your heart to pound wildly against your ribs.
“Barely?” His voice drops quieter; in a challenging way that makes your stomach flutter in anticipation of what could follow. “Really?”
Your eyes meet and you notice the warm amusement causing his gaze to glow. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s evidently enjoying the reactions you struggle to hide.
You shove playfully at his chest but he doesn’t even flinch. He only chuckles, hovering above you. Although his weight on top of you feels nice, really nice… you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning so quickly.
“God, you’re heavy,” you mutter, pressing palms against him again, smile not faltering.
“Excuse me?” He scoffs, brows knitting slightly as if he’s offended. “That’s all muscles, baby.”
You try to twist out from under him, but he quickly catches your wrist, effortlessly pinning it above your head. The swift action has your heartbeat speeding up, his darkening alluring gaze - even more; especially when it lowers to your mouth for a moment before flicking back to your eyes.
“Aww, baby,” he coos teasingly, “you’re really gonna surrender to me this easily?”
Glancing away, you huff, though you can’t stop the twitching of your lips. “Of course not.”
Sunghyun leans closer, just a little bit to make you hold your breath. Then, he whispers firmly and warm: “Good.”
You still haven’t gotten used to the way he shifts. How one moment he’s all laughter and jokes, then the next - so intense it leaves you unable to think let alone speak.
But still, you manage to snap out of your daze and yank your hand up, hitting him in the shoulder with the pillow you stole earlier.
He jerks sideways, letting out an exaggerated groan. “Tsk, is this all you got?” He quickly clutches at it, tossing it across the room.
Before you can move or respond with something smart, his arm wraps around your waist, dragging you back down onto the mattress. When you start kicking underneath him, squirming uselessly, his hold only tightens.
“Quit fighting,” he provokes calmly. “Such a brat.”
“You first!” You whine defiantly, but wriggling so helplessly beneath him.
The new grin that settles on his lips is almost infuriating - victorious, confident. A smile that tells you he knew how this was going to end all along. Your laughter fades as warmth spreads across your face before you can even try to control it. You can only hope he doesn’t notice, or… feel it as he remains so near.
Wanting to mask your sudden shyness, you push at his chest, but he’s faster - he catches both of your wrists this time, and in one swift motion, he slams them above your head, gentle yet firm.
He’s not rough, but the strength in his grip almost knocks the air out of your body as it feels so exciting.
You begin to wonder what else his body is capable of… how would it look like moving in sync with yours instead of just teasing. What would it be like to finally give in… to let him touch you without any restraints? The usual questions that circle your mind every time he’s around.
Sunghyun leans in, nose brushing against your cheek. “I really like having you like this.”
His body relaxes, caging you completely beneath him until there’s no space left between you. In result, his chest presses against yours, your legs tangle together while his warm breath caresses your skin, arousing every nerve of yours.
“This isn’t fair,” you trail off softly.
Your words only make his smirk deepen. His tone lowers daringly as this isn’t just wrestling with each other for fun anymore.
“Don’t tell me you’re not enjoying it,” he says, letting his lips graze the corner of your mouth.
It’s like he wants to see you lose this game too.
“God, you’re so…” you whisper, unable to continue as he now sucks at your sensitive skin, just below your jaw.
Your legs shift restlessly beneath him - you need friction… of any kind. You need him closer, now.
Sunghyun immediately reads the signal and grinds against you once, slow and firm, pulling out a gentle moan through your lips.
“Say it,” he murmurs against your neck. “Say that I win.”
You squeeze your eyes shut, fingers barely clutching at the sheets.
“Not yet,” you manage to whisper in a challenge.
Sunghyun drags his mouth over your ear, muttering with a quiet rasp. “You stubborn girl.” Then, he shifts again, nibbling tenderly at your sensitive skin before kissing it, wet and warm, leaving you no choice but to admit that you lost.
— ♡ thank you for reading! || copyright © joocomics 2025 all rights reserved. do not repost, copy or translate my works on any platforms.
pairing: taegyu x fem!reader
genre: smut ( 18+ ) » 0.9 words » request
✎… needy!sub!reader, oral sex (m!rec), pet names, hair pulling, deepthroating, condescending!gyu, hint of humiliation kink
“You haven’t paid attention to me all day,” you whine, voice rising with mock indignation.
Taegyu lifts his gaze from the screen, fingers paused on the keys. Instead of annoyance, due to his work being interrupted again, a slow smile curves his mouth; fond and completely unbothered.
“Not fair, huh?” His eyes glint with amusement as he watches you cross arms over your chest, sweet lips puckering into a grumpy expression.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying!” You insist with an exaggerated pout in your voice. You crawl into his lap without waiting for permission and rest your chin near his neck. As you lean into him, your voice slightly drops, sounding sincere beneath the playfulness. “I need you.”
Taegyu laughs softly, letting you settle into him. He leans back, careful not to knock anything off the desk, but otherwise making no move to shift you off his embrace. “Give me a few more minutes, baby.” He says, voice still a warm mixture between teasing and patient. “Then I’m all yours.”
You groan; a small no, slipping from your lips as they brush against his neck.
“You’re so needy,” he murmurs, tracing little circles along your arm.
But there’s something else you’re focused on - there’s something in the way his tone subtly shifts; there’s warmth, satisfaction. He likes it that you want him. He loves witnessing how you can’t help but demand a little attention.
“Can’t help it,” you admit, nuzzling closer. “You’re so… distracting, and…” you pause as a smirk curls your lips at the fact he doesn’t protest, “and stubborn…”
Grinning, Taegyu shakes his head slowly. “Yeah, yeah. You want me.”
Even while his fingers return on the keyboard, you know you achieved something. You successfully sparked something under his skin.
So, you slip from his lap, and kneel on the floor, suddenly comfortably settled between his knees.
Immediately, he glances down at you, brows slightly raised. For a second, he seems confused, or… kind of flustered?
When you slide your hand over his crotch, and apply light pressure at the right spot, the corner of his mouth twitches; until it opens in a small oh of surprise the second you tug at the tie of his sweatpants.
“Oops…” you tease, batting your eyelashes innocently. “Am I distracting you?”
And just like that, he lets you drag his sweats in one go, along with his underwear.
Taegyu barely has time to process it before your hand is gently closed around his cock, twisting slow and steady. His brows furrow at the awakening rush; his breath catches as he starts to grow harder and thicker between your fingers.
He huffs a short laugh; turned on and disbelieving all at once. “I… don’t know what you mean, baby.” He swallows, gaze turning hazy as you lean down, lips barely brushing the tip while your fist keeps stroking, just the way he likes it. “Fuck…”
You hum softly, like you’re thinking. “Sure… I’ll stay right here then,” you murmur, eyes gleaming with mischief as you blink up at him.
It’s a mouth watering sight - how easily he grew bigger, and how quickly he started to leak, aroused. You plant an open mouthed kiss on his now shiny tip before immediately going for a second one, but this time, making it last a second longer.
Taegyu groans from pleasure; the way your soft lips wrap fully around him and suck tightens every muscle in his body. A knot of pressure forms in his core.
Then, with a lower voice laced in heat, he asks: “You like being on your knees for me?” His hand moves on top of your head; usually in moments like this, his fingers thread through your hair, and just rest there, but now… as he watches you force every inch of him in your mouth so greedily, he feels desire for something more.
It would be nice to see you get shy or even - a little embarrassed about your own needs.
“Answer me,” he says, pulling at the roots of your hair to make you look at him. His lips curve as his eyes meet yours - glossy and captivating. “What, baby? Got one taste of my cock and forgot how to speak?”
You shake your head, unable to stop the smile creeping on your face. This condescending tone of his excites you in new, thrilling ways. Your thighs squeeze together as warmth pools in your belly.
“Go on,” he smirks, then shifts his hand to the back of your head to invite you back into his crotch; his other one grips the base of his dick and levels it with your slick mouth. “Show me how much this greedy mouth can take.”
Before you accept him, a few lewd smacks land against your parted lips, wet and sloppy. The perverse act brings warmth to your cheeks, and for a short second you look away, flustered - that makes Taegyu snicker at you as he finally pushes his length, smoothly and deeply.
The moment your lips are sealed around the last bit of his base, slobbering uncontrollably, he lets out a strangled moan; fist strengthening around your hair as another sign of dominance. Until you shift, and the same hand momentarily forces you back down.
“Where do you think you’re going, huh?” he asks, amused by the way you attempt to answer him through a tiny whimper. The sound sends a thrill right through him, and he bites on his lip, tilting his head back against the seat. “I want you to stay right here, just like that… just a little more… fuck—”
His hips jerk, once, twice, until they pick a rhythm, and he successfully invades more of your warm throat, seeing stars from how incredible it feels.
— ♡ thank you for reading! || copyright © joocomics 2026 all rights reserved. do not repost, copy or translate my works on any platforms.
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dragon pony as romance tropes
pairing: dragon pony x reader
genre: slice of life » 1.9k words
✎… drabbles with various romance tropes, banter, slow burn, tiny hint of angst | c.w ! light alcohol consumption, cursing
a.note ! happy 1st anniversary deupo ♡
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AN TAEGYU • FIRST LOVE
🎧 now playing... as long as you care - ruel
At first it’s just another band until the lead singer steps up to the mic and announces their name.
Earlier you didn’t have time to check the bands who take part in this festival, you decided to join your friends very last minute. So, here you are, seeing him for the first time after what feels like forever.
He’s older now - hair longer, jaw sharper. Gaze more confident. Body more defined under the flannel shirt. A nose piercing.
But underneath all the changes he’s still the boy who used to hold your hand in the bus, who used to kiss you in the rain after walking you home after a date.
The boy who was your first for everything - partying, french kissing, drinking, dancing at a club.
Your eyes meet and like that - time stops. The noise dissipates, causing numerous memories to flash through your mind - the rush of your messy, and often not that significant arguments, all the laughter, the tears, the joy of being utterly in love for the first time; the raw pain you thought would never end when you both agreed it would be best to break up.
With eyes on you, he keeps singing, beautifully and powerfully, holding the crowd’s attention. They’re in awe and so are you, standing there, heart drumming in sync with the rock music.
When the set ends, you wait by the side of the stage until he appears - still flushed and sweating from the performance, gaze glinting from the adrenaline rush.
“Hey,” he says in soft disbelief.
“Hey…”
For a moment you just look at each other. Not with regret or sadness… not with anger, because there never was any anger to begin with. Nothing even close to that. You watch each other with the warmth of something you both still remember and hold close to your hearts.
“You’re probably busy, but I just wanted to say hi and let you know that you did amazing.”
“Thanks,” he smiles, briefly glancing at the ground before looking at you again.
His smile hasn’t changed at all; it brings you a strange kind of peace.
“It’s… really good to see you.” His voice softens, causing your lips to lift gently.
“Yeah, you too. I wasn’t expecting to see this today,” you gesture toward the stage, him… everything around you. “But it suits you. This is what you always wanted.”
A spark lights up his eyes; a spark of pride and something close to vulnerability.
“I guess it finally… happened.” He lets out a quick laugh, glancing away again. “Is it weird… that having you here to see it… makes it feel more real?”
For the first time, you lock eyes and neither of you runs away from the contact. You swallow, lips parting to respond.
But he speaks first, taking a step forward. “You know, I’d love to…”
“Taegyu! They need us for photos, hurry up!”
An older man comes between you, pulling him away. He murmurs a quick sorry so you offer a small smile of reassurance, watching him leave with ease you did not possess a few years ago.
It feels bittersweet.
PYUN SUNGHYUN • BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER
🎧 now playing... loose - enhypen
You leave the campus building, clenching your phone in hand - the notification with his text message is still there, open and seen.
Your heartbeat quickens at the sight of his familiar car parked at the curb, wipers working overtime to keep up with the heavy rain.
He’s actually here.
By the time you slip inside the passenger seat the sleeves of your blouse are damp, your hair messy and wet, sticking to your cheeks; your chest fluttering in that reckless way it always does when you’re around him.
“You’re driving me to work because?” you ask, putting on the seatbelt while avoiding his gaze for as long as possible.
His car smells faintly of rain and his familiar cologne. The radio hums softly with a song you never heard before; a song that’s going to remind you of him if you ever hear it again in the future.
Sunghyun glances at you with one hand loosely hanging from the steering wheel. “Because apparently you’re incapable of checking the weather app before going to class like a normal person. No jacket, no umbrella… you’ll catch pneumonia in like two seconds.”
You shoot him a quick look. “Or maybe you’re finally getting bored of lazing around all day.”
This earns you one of his infuriatingly attractive smirks; the one that could make someone think there’s a secret between you. “Is that what you think I do? Laze around? Ouch.”
“I know it,” you say, sticking to the light banter although your stomach keeps curling too intensely for such a casual moment.
You shift in your seat, suddenly too aware of the lack of space between you and how it doubles the warmth in the air. Yeah, you’ve been in Sunghyun’s car plenty of times before, in the backseat with his sister, your best friend since middle school, on the way to the mall, or dozing off together after late night movies and birthday parties which he’d not so patiently picked you up from.
But it had been always the three of you. Never just you and him.
“Alright,” he nods once, the amused grin still resting on his lips. “Are you gonna make me your personal chauffeur so I don’t waste my damn potential?”
“Oh my God…” you narrow your eyes but your own creeping smile betrays you, “you really need me around to keep your life interesting, huh?”
He laughs, low and entertained - he always secretly enjoys it when you challenge him.
“Actually, I think I just like watching you run around in the rain without an umbrella.” He turns to you, letting his eyes linger for a second longer. “You look ridiculous.”
You huff, deflecting the comment before shifting your gaze toward the window, hiding the blush rising to your cheeks.
But then, after a moment of silence, Sunghyun speaks again, slow and slightly quieter.
“Seriously, though…” he says, adjusting fingers around the wheel; there’s very little of the earlier playfulness left in his tone. “I don’t mind showing up when you need me.”
KWON SEHYUK • FORCED PROXIMITY
🎧 now playing... oh shit… are we in love? - valley
The cinema lobby buzzes with excited chatter and faint noise of running movie trailers. Glancing at Sehyuk, you shuffle forward in line, silently. Your two friends dashed off to grab seats before the previews started, leaving you and him to handle the snacks.
It’s not unusual being around Sehyuk, you’ve known him for over a year, but it is somehow… different being around him without your friends. It’s like the air shifts and time starts moving slower.
“So…” you murmur, scanning the menu board. “Sweet or salty?”
“Salty.” He answers quietly, not even taking time to think. Then, almost sheepishly, he adds: “I mean, if that’s okay with you…”
“Of course,” you grin.
A soft chuckle escapes him as he rubs the back of his neck. “I don’t want to mess up your popcorn experience or something.”
The two of you step forward as the line moves. When the cashier slides the big tub of popcorn across the counter, unexpectedly you both reach for it at the same time.
Your fingers brush and Sehyuk stills for half a second. His gaze flicks to yours briefly before he pulls back, letting you take it.
“Sorry,” he murmurs, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I’ll take the drinks.”
“Thanks.” You say, cradling the warm tub against your chest.
It’s something so small… and yet, your heart is beating faster than usual.
He gives you a small nod, then shifts back to the counter.
“Large Ice Tea?”
He turns to you, brows lifting slightly in surprise. “How did you know?”
“You ordered it last time.” Your lips curl in light amusement.
His do too - a subtle and quiet smile.
“Yeah, I guess I’m predictable like that.”
You keep your eyes on him. You want to disagree, to tell him that he isn’t predictable at all. But the words get stuck somewhere in your throat, making it difficult to find them. Before you know it, the cashier is back, passing drinks, and the moment has passed.
Kwon Sehyuk isn’t predictable. In fact, he’s the opposite. Every time you find yourself alone with him, you learn something new - about him, about yourself, about… life.
Maybe next time, you’ll find the courage to tell him.
KO GANGHUN • ACCIDENTAL CONFESSION
🎧 now playing... on a night like tonight - niall horan
The party is in full swing - music thumping from the living room, overlapping chaotic chatter and laughter. You and Ganghun are out on the balcony to steal a few minutes of fresh air. Both of you hold half empty cups of beer, leaning against the railing side by side. The cool summer air feels nice on your warm skin.
Through the open door, you hear your friends howling as someone, probably Sunghyun, spills an entire bottle of beer across Taegyu’s kitchen floor. Taegyu’s voice rises through ridiculous curses, making you and Ganghun exchange a knowing look before you start laughing.
“That’s what he gets for buying the cheapest beer he could find.” He grins.
You shake your head lightly, then take a sip from your drink.
Ganghun’s chuckles, warm and negligent in the night, gradually fade. He allows his gaze to stay upon you and explore the side of your face despite already having every little detail of it memorised like the back of his hand. After a moment of silence, when you turn to face him, he still can’t look away. The way your lips curl softly makes something tug at his chest; a thrill he’s experienced plenty of times in your presence.
“What? Do I still have barbecue sauce on my face?” You ask.
Ganghun parts his lips… the combination of bottled up feelings and a slightly tipsy courage results in the words just slipping out on their own. “I really like you.” He says calm and steady. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”
The rest of his words fall out almost in a whisper… a casual whisper. It takes you a full heartbeat to process this is actually a confession.
“What…” Your breath catches.
He blinks a few times, speechless as the realisation of his doing finally hits him. His eyes widen and he suddenly starts babbling. “Shit. Oh, fuck… I—” He presses a hand over his face, groaning. “I fucked up. I didn’t mean… well, I did mean what I said, of course, but not like… not… damn it. I just fucked up everything, didn’t I?”
You straighten slightly, staring at him in surprise; how he rambles, with cheeks pinker than usual, unable to face you again. For the first time you see the extroverted, confident and bright Ganghun look… uncertain.
“Hey…” you murmur quietly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I really like you too.”
You feel him tense under your touch. Then, he turns to you slowly, searching for your eyes as he drags a hand through his black hair. “You… what?”
You laugh, nervous and giddy at the same time. “I like you too,” you repeat, holding onto the eye contact.
His expression shifts - his panick transforms into one of his familiar grins. “You’re serious?” His tone turns almsot comedic.
“Very.” You say, feeling your cheeks warm up.
He breathes out a laugh of relief, but you can see it in his gleaming eyes - he’s still comprehending this turn of events.
“Best fuck up of my life.” He nods to himself.
The two of you can only grin at each other while the noise of the party hums in the background, quieter now, because the words you just exchanged keep echoing in your heads, louder than everything else.
copyright © joocomics 2025 all rights reserved. do not repost, copy or translate my works on any platforms.
꒰ part of my valentine’s day event ꒱
♪ would you hear me more if i whispered in your ear? made all my inner thoughts sound like, "ah, ah"
bsf!sehyuk x fem!reader
genre: smut ( 18+ ) » 1.0k words » request
𓂃 ۶ৎ lingerie kink, dry humping, exhibitionism kink, breast/nipple play, heavy make out session
“I’m just saying,” you continue, getting worked up, “if he agreed to be there at six, he doesn’t get to show up a full hour late and call it flexible.“
Sehyuk hums - a sound, meaning I hear you, but I’m not really listening.
You’re in the backseat of Taegyu’s car, knees almost touching as there isn’t quite enough space to avoid it without making it obvious. The front seats are empty, because Taegyu and Ganghun are still inside the convenience store.
Despite his lack of attention, you continue talking anyway, as the glow of his phone paints him blue in the dark hour while his thumb keeps tapping.
Secretly you wonder when did you memorise every tiny detail of his face... probably on day one. He wasn't even trying to impress you back then, that's not the kind of person he is. Perhaps, that's the problem - Sehyuk just exists; beside you, like a good friend, and you only keep falling in love with him.
Still, there are moments, unlike this one, where he throws mixed signals. And those who have experienced it know that mixed signals are even worse than rejection.
Sometimes he leans into your shoulder during movies, most nights he texts you goodnight, and sometimes he texts you good morning. Sometimes his eyes soften when looking at you in a way that makes your stomach flip.
“Are you listening?” you ask at once.
Sehyuk lifts his head immediately. “Yeah,” he locks the screen without even closing whatever site he was browsing. “You were saying... about time not being flexible.”
Somehow, him listening just not with his eyes on you, makes it feel worse right now.
You turn toward the window, exhaling. The doors to the store slide open across the lot, but there's no sight of your friends.
“I was listening,” he repeats, softer. Then, his gaze drops to your lap - subconsciously his hand moved on your thigh.
You risk a glance, only to see him watching you even closer, expression thoughtful in that quiet way of his.
Warmth slips inside your stomach once you catch his eyes flick to your mouth before drifting back up.
“What was the last thing I said?” you challenge; tone a sweet mixture between soft and playful.
“I…” he stutters, gaze still unable to focus on just one part of you. “I-I don’t remember.”
Drawn in by the warmth thickening between you, you adjust a little closer. Sehyuk runs his tongue over his lips, eyes darker now, half-lidded like it suddenly became harder to breathe.
You lean to his ear, voice lowering softly. “Did my bra catch your attention?” You straighten slightly while tugging your sleeve; in a way that leaves a sliver of purple lace visible.
You can almost see the effort it takes for him not to stare.
He wets his lips again; the lace delicately curling around your bare shoulder keeps pulling his attention like quiet gravity. His fingers flex against his knee as if he needs somewhere to put that restless energy.
“It’s pretty…” his voice is deeper, smoother than usual. “Pretty like you,” he adds, meeting your eyes.
But then, his gaze drops to the thin, purple edge, and this time it stays there. Slowly, he lifts a hand.
You watch his throat shift when he swallows once his fingertips brush your skin. Now, his breath is slower, and yours is too, as the quiet tension piles between you.
“I could take it off for you.” You say, just when Sehyuk’s touch, gentle yet steady, slides behind your neck to pull you closer.
You don’t say another word - his warm lips press against your mouth, and you immediately deepen the kiss without hesitation.
Without breaking the contact, you slip hands beneath your shirt and unclasp your bra, letting it fall on the car seat.
From sweet and measured, the motions of your lips quickly turn messier. Soon, you straddle his lap, unable to stop yourself from grinding against him as his hands explore your body. The exciting friction created by each movement against his crotch makes your temperature higher, and your kissing - a sloppy competition.
When his palms grasp your boobs through the loose fabric of your shirt, your sensitive nipples instantly harden. As a response, Sehyuk’s fingers lightly squeeze, causing you to moan blissfully into his mouth.
For the first time since your lips met, he pulls back to look at you; his lips are even plumper now. “You like that?”
Almost immediately you feel his fingers twisting - they press around your stiff buds, circling until you can’t help but moan louder.
“Sehyuk,” you mewl, aroused, hips rocking back and forth. You can feel yourself grow wetter, panties sticking to your moist skin as the warmth inside you increases.
Before you can say anything else, Sehyuk tugs at your nipples one final time, slightly stronger, so he can slip under your shirt. “So pretty,” he murmurs hushed. “I want you…”
Then, a soft gasp escapes you - you don’t expect his mouth to instantly latch onto your left boob and suck with unrestrained eagerness. At the same time, his spare hand massages your other breast, thumb ghosting the stiff nipple every now and then.
All you can do is mewl at the arousing stimulation, and look for relief from his crotch as the rush fully consumes you. The longer he sucks at your boob, the harder you grind against him, chasing the approaching high.
Suddenly, Sehyuk detaches with a wet pop, and shoots you a glance. “Keep doing that… keep moving,” he quietly says in a rush, then sticks out his tongue, flicking the tip over your nipple that’s solid hard and soaked in his spit.
At this point, his cock throbs painfully with tension, but he can only focus on you and nothing else.
Too dizzy from pleasure, you don’t find the words to tell him how close you are. Instead, you let your head fall against the back of the seat as his warm lips close around your nipple, tighter this time.
However, your breath stutters when you notice two familiar silhouettes approaching.
“Shit—“ you whine, fisting on Sehyuk’s shirt - letting go of him is the last thing you want to do. The boy keeps nibbling at your flesh, oblivious to the fact you’re about to get caught. “Sehyuk, t-they’re coming…”
His determination to see you orgasm through your clothes doesn’t falter, though. His grip secures your hip, pressing tightly to revive your pace; the fingers of his other hand captures your perky nipple. Every pinch makes you now squirm on his lap as you’re much more sensitive than you used to be.
“Focus,” he says; index finger flicking fast enough to bring you over the edge. “Focus on me…” Your breasts bounce prettily in his face as your rhythm intensifies, and yet, he can’t look away from your eyes.
Two more rubs along the prominent bump of his pants and your orgasm shoots right through you, hot and sharp.
Sehyuk’s hand moves from your hips to your mouth just in time before your friends reach the car, bags full of snacks in their hands.
The thrill from nearly being seen lingers inside both of you throughout the whole night; as well as the excitement that comes from the sudden shift of your friendship.
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pairing: bf!sehyuk x fem!reader
genre: suggestive ( 18+ ) » 0.5 words » request
✎… established relationship, getting touchy during a movie
The living room is dark except for the glow of the TV flickering.
Now that it’s just the two of you, Sehyuk is relaxed - playfully nudging your leg with his foot, sharing fun commentary about the movie, asking various questions with a bowl of popcorn in his lap.
“It’s so unrealistic,” he sighs, already disappointed by the main character’s decisions. “Why would anyone go alone in there?”
“Because there wouldn’t be a movie.” You grin, adjusting closer to him.
He notices your fingers tightening around the blanket, and reaches for a piece of chocolate. “For bravery,” he smirks, teasing.
You snort, but still open your mouth obediently, letting him drop it on your tongue. “Are you not scared even a little bit?
He casually shrugs shoulders. “I mean… maybe a little,” he admits, slightly hesitant. “I’m mostly worried you’ll judge me if I jump or scream… or lock myself in the bathroom.”
Right on time, a sudden jump scare bursts across the screen. You yelp, gluing hands over your eyes on the instant. Beside you, Sehyuk flinches visibly despite the grin he cannot suppress. Somehow, the popcorn bowl remains intact in his lap.
Peeking through your fingers, you check the screen, then glance at him entertained.
“Hey,” you tease, “at least you didn’t scream.”
Sehyuk lets out a slow sigh. “I did… internally.”
You burst out laughing again, and he laughs too - softer at first, then more freely.
He sets the bowl on the coffee table and opens his arms. “Come here.”
You don’t hesitate; he pulls you close, arm wrapping securely around you. When you settle in, head resting against him, his thumb begins to draw slow patterns over your shoulder as the movie continues.
But now, everything is replaced by warmth and comfort. The monsters become a background noise, fading into something distant and dull that you find hard to stay focused on.
Sehyuk’s heartbeat stays calm beneath your cheek - until your palm begins to wander, gliding slowly over his chest, dipping just a little before tracing its way back up. He has a very nice build, and you enjoy studying how he feels against your palm. “You know,” you whisper, smiling to yourself, “for someone so introverted you talk a lot when you’re with me.”
He chuckles, slightly coy but amused, eyes flicking down to you. “That’s because you make it easy.”
You tilt your head up, searching his face. His plump lips curve into a familiar smile, but it wavers as your hand keeps moving beneath the blanket, gentle and bolder by the second.
Your fingers stumble on the waistband of his sweatpants; slow but steady, and proceed exploring - his waist, the discreet line of skin peeking above the elastic.
His breath changes; it intensifies slightly, just like the thumping of his heart.
The screen flickers, blue light washing over his features as he leans in, brushing his nose against yours. He’s close enough to blend his breath with yours… close enough to make your pulse stumble, and your train of thought blur.
He swallows, licking his lips before murmuring: “If this gets too scary… we can turn it off.”
You meet his eyes; they’re warm and half-lidded.
“I was hoping you’d say that,” you answer quietly, feeling how your own heart trips over itself when his thumb slips under your chin to tilt your face toward his own, ready to kiss you.
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pairing: idol!ganghun x fem!reader
genre: smut ( 18+ ) » 0.9 words » request
✎… established relationship, protected sex, light sub/dom dynamic, praise kink, pet names
You arrive fifteen minutes early and slip quietly into the bedroom, letting the door close with a hush.
Ganghun is still live in the other room, you can hear his guitar vibrating through the walls in familiar notes. Even though you’ll have him in front of you soon, you open weverse anyway.
And there he is - that charming face you fell in love with. A smile appears on your lips before you can stop it.
His voice reaches you twice - through your phone, and through the thin barrier of the room between you. As you watch him on your screen, for a moment it feels intimate, like he’s speaking directly into your ear.
You keep watching the intentional movements of his lips, the light in his eyes when he looks up from the strings; his black hair falling loose and soft until his fingers slide through it. His skilled hands on the guitar… Sitting in the quiet, you let yourself admire his hands and enjoy the thrilling anticipation as the minutes pass by.
When the door opens, Ganghun steps into the bedroom simultaneously unzipping his sweatshirt; his eyes immediately find you laying on his bed. Then, they spot your phone, the very familiar app still open.
His brow lifts, slow and amused, as if he’s caught you doing something indecent.
“Couldn’t wait a few minutes?” he teases, tossing the clothing on the near chair.
“Fifteen,” you correct as you sit up, eyes suddenly brighter from his presence.
Ganghun laughs softly, nodding once. “Okay, fifteen. Sorry.”
He steps forward to join you on the bed, expecting a tight hug, or a tender kiss for hi. But instead, you catch him by the shirt and pull him in without a warning. A small gasp of surprise escapes him before his smile returns, wider and undeniably pleased from your attention.
He doesn’t say anything yet, he simply lets you draw him closer, and meets your lips. Your kiss is eager and hungry, leaving him breathless in no time.
“Mmm, someone’s needy.” He murmurs against your mouth, one hand sliding to your waist, pinching gently.
When you finally pull back to catch your breath, he smirks, eyes darker, but playful. Before you can say anything, he pulls you onto his lap; a single, smooth motion.
“That’s better, huh?” His voice lowers as his hands settle on your hips, roaming in admiration before guiding you forward once, then twice. “I’ve been waiting all day to see you like this,” he says softer, head resting against the pillow.
He grows more and more impatient, though, every time you grind along his prominent bulge, letting out small sounds of delight.
You remove your top, tossing it carelessly behind you. Then, you lean in, warm breath ghosting his lips briefly. “I’ve been waiting all day to see you like this too.”
A gentle grip against the sides of his cock accompanies your words, and Ganghun responds with a quiet groan. You can’t see it, but you know he’s already oozing precum.
He tucks his bottom lip between his teeth, then he slaps your ass with both hands - harshly and firm, the way it excites you. His hips buck up for stronger friction.
“Ride it, baby…” he whispers pleadingly. “Wanna watch you ride it.”
A moment later, you’re bouncing up and down, a line of sweat trickling along your spine as you maintain the steady rhythm. The more your orgasm builds with each new drop, the higher your moans elevate until they’re filling the entire room.
His cock fits perfectly inside you; providing an exciting stretch while still letting you move freely and efficiently.
Breathless and flushed, Ganghun watches you from below, attention fixed upon you - the way your gaze shines, the way your boobs bounce deliciously as you lift up and slide back down, hands braced on his chest.
The tension in his core pulls tight and his deep voice turns uneven.
“Fuck, baby,” he hisses, grip shifting to your ass; his fingertips sink into your cheeks, almost bruising. “Fuck—I’m obsessed with you.”
His words heat you up further, your walls squeeze slightly stronger… but your legs start giving out, so you ease the pace while grinding against him.
The sudden change in rhythm pulls out a hitched moan from him, and he presses his head back, gravelly voice cussing.
You, on the other hand, almost cry out in pleasure at the thrill of your clit brushing his pelvis. The sensation has you repeating the same motion immediately and you grind down again, desperate but persistent.
“You’re so good at this, baby…” Ganghun looks back at you, eyes quickly dropping to your pussy that’s chasing the rush back and forth. “Fuck, just like that. Good girl.”
His praises send a shiver down your spine and you pick up the pace, doubling the warm pressure with every thrust. The bed keeps creaking, but neither of you cares about the noise - all you can acknowledge is the powerful friction on your stimulated clit; the way his length, wrapped in a slick, dripping condom, massages your walls.
Pushed extremely close to release, you cry out his name, feeling the warm knot in your belly throb.
“Me too, baby, fuck—“ Ganghun pulls you in his arms, then, planting both feet on the mattress for leverage, he starts thrusting relentlessly. “I’ve got you. Come for me,” he demands softly at your ear; cock slamming into you deeply.
His hips move fast, clashing into you with loud, demanding sounds. Until they stutter the second your orgasm snaps - your pussy clenches around him, hot and intense, as you completely melt in his hold.
“Good girl, that’s it…” he rasps encouragingly; but a moment later, his voice cracks and he spills into the condom as your pussy still pulses from the aftermath. “You’re fucking amazing,” he pants, smirking at the sound of your chuckle, warm and muffled against his neck. “Can I finish on your ass next time?”
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