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I honestly don't even know what to say about my perv!minho (x reader) thought. It's totally mature and smut, but the warnings... masturbation? panty and dildo stealing?
wc: 350
You have to be gone for a weekend or a few days, but you need someone to take care of your pet(s). Your closest friends are busy or gone, so you end up asking Minho. You aren’t super close, but you would still consider him your friend. He ends up accepting, much to your relief. He always intimidated you because he was so attractive.
So when he comes over, he wanders your house as he takes care of your pet(s). He looks through what dirty laundry you have and finds your used panties. He ends up taking a pair with him and masturbates with them. Minho can’t help it; they smell so good.
The next time he goes over to take care of your pet(s), he brings them back despite having his cum on them. Minho puts them back with your dirty laundry, wondering if you would even notice. You were so innocent to him.
Later on, Minho ends up snooping through your drawers. He finds your lingerie and can’t help but get hard at the thought of you wearing them. Minho takes your (favorite) pair of sexy underwear with him.
When he finds your sex toys, he sets them on your bed until the batteries all die. If you have a dildo that doesn’t vibrate, he definitely takes it with you. You don’t need a cock; he has one.
When you eventually get home, you don’t notice anything amiss. But when you put your cleaned clothes away, you notice a new stain on your underwear. You then notice your favorite sexy pair of underwear is missing, as well as your dildos.
When Minho returns your key the next day, you are frustrated and needy. You had to charge all of your toys, and you couldn’t find a release last night. Minho would be able to tell, and just smirk and ask if something was wrong.
You can either admit your sex toys and underwear were missing (which would be really suspicious if you have like, a fish like I do), or ask if anything weird happened.
strawberry kisses | n.yt
𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: boyfriend!Yuta (NCT) x reader
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, smut, established relationship au, picnic au
𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: R (18+)
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: kissing, nipple play, oral (f receiving) and masturbating
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2.6k
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your day off and Yuta decides to take you out on a picnic at the beach.
𝐀𝐍:thank you so much @doderyscoffee for looking over this for me and saving me from embarrassment 🍓
Today is going to be a good day.
It’s the first day off that you and Yuta have had off in a while. You both work in high-level corporate jobs, and sometimes you both get so busy that the days blur together. He is the creative director of an animation company, and you are the secretary of a powerful government official. You are lucky to watch a movie together, let alone take a shower together or be intimate with one other. It is a wonder that you were approved for the day off, and Yuta wants to take you on a picnic.
You met Yuta at a bar two years ago. You were both starting out at your jobs and looking to drink away your stress of being the new employee and paying off your student loans. You noticed him right away: his long hair and suit stuck out to you as he didn’t look like the typical corporate guy. So you made a plan to sit next to him and order a drink, and you almost succeeded until you approached the bar and he turned around, spilling his drink all over you.
“Oh no!” Yuta exclaimed, grabbing a napkin. “I didn’t see you coming. I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” you waved him off, your face hot with embarrassment. “Mistakes happen.”
He attempted to pat your blouse dry, touching your breasts by mistake. You cleared your throat, and Yuta realized what he had done. Now, it was his turn to be embarrassed.
“I-I’m sorry,” he stammered. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“I know,” you responded, taking the napkin from him.
You patted yourself dry as best as you could, feeling disappointed that your plan didn’t go through. You thanked Yuta for trying to help and left the bar, ready to go home and wash the stench of liquor off of you. Well, tonight was a bust, you thought to yourself, kicking small pebbles out of your way.
“Hey! Wait!”
You heard a voice calling from behind, and you turn around. Yuta was running up to you out of breath, holding a small black wallet—your wallet—in his hands.
“You dropped this when you left,” he said, handing it to you. “You sure walk fast.”
“Well, I wanted to get home and shower, so...” you chuckled, motioning to your ruined dress. “I currently smell like Budweiser.”
“Honestly, I am really sorry about that.” His tone was soft, and his face was sincere. “Let me make it up to you tomorrow over dinner.”
You were at a loss of words, flattered that he asked you out on a date. However, you didn’t answer right away. Instead, you took a pen and a sticky note you had in your purse and scribbled down your number. Then, you stuck it on his coat, telling him to meet you tomorrow at 7pm at a local diner that you frequent.
“I know the place,” Yuta disclosed, taking the note and putting it in his coat pocket. “I’ll meet you there.”
The date went great the next day: you learned more about each other and realized that you had more in common. For example, you both shared the same humor, tastes in music, tv shows and movies, and are family-oriented. You spent all night at the diner, talking about everything you could think of until the sun came up. Yuta was the perfect gentleman, ordering you a cab and making sure you got home safe.
“I’ll call you when I wake up,” he said, leaving a kiss on your cheek.
One date turned into several, and now, years later, you share an apartment and plan to spend the rest of your lives together. Thank God he spilled his beer on you that night.
“Baby, are you ready?” Yuta calls out from the living room.
You are in the bedroom, packing up some last minute things before you both hit the road. Yuta wouldn’t tell you where the place is, saying it’s a “secret” and to pack clothes that you can quickly get out of. You know he mentioned a picnic, but your mind started wandering all over the place in excitement. So, you packed a sundress, t-shirt, shorts, and a swimsuit just in case wherever he is taking you has water.
“Yeah, babe.” You rush out of the room. “I have everything I need.”
Yuta had packed all the foods you would need so you wouldn’t get hungry while you were out. You had offered to help, but he had insisted on doing it, saying that he wanted to make it special. He’s always thinking of you and how to create moments meaningful for you. He’s thoughtful, caring, and not afraid to tell you if you are messing up. How did you get so lucky?
You both exit the apartment and pack your things in the car, the early morning sun greeting you with its bright rays as you hit the road. You stop by a local cafe to get coffee and pastries in the drive-thru, complaining to Yuta that you did not feel fully functional without coffee.
“I’m sorry, baby,” you giggle, eating your strawberry-filled danish. “You know how I am.”
Yuta shakes his head and smiles, pulling out of the drive-thru. He gets on the highway, and the ride is good for three hours. Watching the sunrise over the horizon is one of your favorite things in the world, and you let the window down, sticking your head out of the door occasionally. The ivory clouds and luscious green trees make a beautiful sight, and so you pull out your phone to take pictures. You capture everything in sight, including Yuta, who looks delectably handsome driving the car.
“You are really handsome,” you tell him, snapping one last photo.
“Thank you, my love,” Yuta says, his shyness taking over.
There aren’t many things that can make Yuta blush or feel cute, but you aren’t just anything. You are the apple of his eye, the love of his life. You love how bashful he gets when you praise him, and he deserves it. He is a good man, and there will never be a day he doesn’t know that.
“We’re here! Wake up, sleepyhead,” Yuta announces.
He nudges your shoulder, and you stir out of your sleep, eyes being met with tall grass, sand, and ocean water. You haven’t been to this beach before, and the smell of salt water and the seagulls flying overhead makes it more surreal. Yuta mentioned he found a beach while doing research for his job, and he wanted to take you whenever you had time. You are glad you thought to back everyone. Now you can really enjoy yourself.
“It looks so pretty here,” you say, stepping out of the car and stretching your legs.
“I found out that this area is private property, so you have to ask permission from the owners to come and spend time here,” Yuta says. “Fortunately, the owners are long-time clients of mine, so it was no big deal.”
Yuta grabs everything you packed from the car and walks towards the beach, settling on a spot that’s not too close to the water. The high will be in the early 80’s today, so you knew wearing your bathing suit was definitely ideal. You rummage through your bag until you find your one piece and shorts before searching for an outhouse to change in.
“Babe, just go into the house there.” Yuta pointed to the beach house right behind you. “My clients left it to us for the day.”
The house sits on a stone structure, and you couldn’t help but think that the architect wanted to make sure the house could withstand any storms that came its way. The rich tan wood and high decks made of sandstone pavement complemented each other very well.
You walk in with the key Yuta gave you, and you are floored with how beautiful the house looks. These must be wealthy clients, you think to yourself. You find the bathroom, quickly change into your bathing suit, and make your way back to Yuta.
“It took you long enough,” he jokes with a silly grin on his face.
Yuta had set everything up: the cold foods are on platters on the blanket and the warm food is still in the basket. He hands you a can of lemon-lime soda, and you take a seat next to him, looking at the ocean. The endless choppy waters crash into each other and the sun shines brightly in the sky, making you feel nostalgic. It reminds you of when you were a kid, and your parents used to bring you to the beach. You would run around with your brothers until you were out of breath and sandy, eat sandwiches and popsicles until your face was sticky, and were out cold on the drive home. At this moment, right now, you feel at peace. Yuta managed to do the one thing you’ve always wanted: to feel at home with the love of your life.
“Hey Yuta,” you say, looking at the sand between your toes.
“Yeah?” He takes a sip from his strawberry soda.
“I love you. Thank you for this.”
You lean in and kiss him, the sweet taste on his soft lips drawing you in. He leans back on the blanket, and you straddle him, your lips not leaving his. For a moment, you forget that you are out in the open. Your short dress hikes up, showing your matching panties, and Yuta’s hands firmly grip on your ass. The bulge in his pants grows, hitting you in the right spot that’s making you melt.
Yuta pulls the top of your dress down. “Take it off.”
Half of your breasts are exposed, and you feel uncomfortable being half-naked out in the open. You nervously meet his eyes and slowly move your straps from your shoulders. Then, as if he read your mind,he stops you and places your hand over his heart.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly.
“I just feel a little nervous, being out in the open like this, you know?”
Your face gets embarrassingly hot, and you sit back on the blanket. Yuta rubs your back, reassuring you that it’s okay and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s not like you haven’t had sex before. In fact, you have sex a couple times a week if possible. But you were always at home, where you’re the most comfortable, and where no one can see you. In theory, the thought of beach sex sounds nice, but your nerves won’t allow it. You fucking hate it.
“I’m sorry,” you say softly. “I wish I was more adventurous for you.”
You put your head down in between your legs, wanting to hide from him and from the world if you could. You hate the thought of disappointing him, and even though he’s cool without getting any action, it doesn’t stop you from feeling bad. Especially when you want him just as badly. Yuta wore a black and white striped muscle shirt that showed off his toned arms, just the way you like it. He got his haircut the day before, styled in an undercut that drives you mad. Your center is pulsating for him, and even though you are scared shitless of being caught, you can’t ignore the way you feel.
“Are you hungry?” Yuta hands you a bowl of strawberries.
You take one, eating it slowly while your mind succumbs to dirty thoughts. Unbeknownst to you, Yuta watches you eat the strawberries, hard as a rock under his blanket. He doesn’t want to pressure you into doing something you aren’t comfortable with, but he can’t help but be turned on by you.
“Hey, babe?” Yuta’s voice cuts through your thoughts. “I want to try something with you, okay?”
You nod, setting your strawberries down and watching him move in front of you, and you notice the blanket covering his body.
“You look really good eating those,” he says, palming himself. “We have the beach to ourselves, and I want nothing more than to taste your sweet pussy right now.”
“Yuta!” you gasp, face hot with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry, babe. I can’t help it.” He kisses your cheek. “You are just so beautiful to me.”
Yuta kisses you once more, starting with your lips and tracing down to your neck. Your skin is on fire, every kiss he leaves setting you ablaze. Your nipples harden as his mouth trails down your body, the excitement of being touched in the open overtaking your fear.
“We’ll take it slow, okay?”
You nod, and a smirk creeps up his face, eyes twinkling at your faith in him. His hands slowly take off your dress, sliding your panties down and off your legs. He slowly spreads your legs apart, and his kisses move dangerously lower, his mouth now on your sensitive buds. Your hands run through his silky hair. He continues making his way down your body, careful to not miss an inch of you. He stops right as he reaches the paradise in between your legs, licking his lips and gazing at you.
“Please,” you say softly. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”
Yuta nods, placing a sweet kiss on your folds. His tongue splits you open, his love for you spelled out with each lick. His face is buried in your cut, sucking on your clit like it would be his last. You bite your lip, trying to not bring any attention to yourself.
“You taste so good.” Yuta sucks the juices off his fingers slowly.
He clings to you and grips your thighs, eating you hungrily and lapping at your clit with a need that only you can fix. A muffled moan escapes your lips, and you feel him smirk against your thighs, humming softly as he continues to eat you alive. Your legs shake, and you feel your lower abdomen tighten, and your orgasm crashes down as you scream his name.
“Go ahead, baby,” Yuta coos. “Cum for me.”
You’re a whimpering mess, your hands gripping his hair tightly as your sweet nectar covers the lower half of his face. You ride your hips against his tongue, riding out your orgasm until you are ripe with sensitivity. He releases you from his hold, and you sit up, trying to catch your breath. You watch him adjust his shorts, his hands covered with his load, and you realize that he pleasured himself while he was making you feel good.
“Aww, babe.” You grab a napkin and wipe his hands. “I wish I could have helped you with that.”
He suddenly becomes shy, chuckling before leaving sweet kisses on your face. “It’s okay, baby.” His hand brushes your cheek softly. “I wanted today to be perfect for you.”
It’s your turn to be shy, and you bite your lip and cover your face. A flock of seagulls fly above the two of you, and the sparkling sea water invites you both in for a swim. You look at Yuta, who has the same thought in mind, standing up as you do and shedding off his clothes to change into his swim trunks.
“Last one in the water has to make dinner tonight!” you exclaim, speeding off towards the waves.
You’re halfway there before Yuta catches you by your waist and carries you into the water, bridal style.
“So I guess we both are making dinner tonight?” You smile at him, clinging on to his shoulders.
“Mmhmm,” he responds, kissing you before he throws you into the water.
You rise up laughing, taunting him with splashes of water. You spend the rest of the day sprawled out on the beach and making new memories, thankful for having him in your life. You hope these feelings never go away, and you are thankful to have him forever.
21:27pm
Genre: Smut
Rating: 18+
Aus/Tropes: Non-idolverse, Demon Au, Incubus Au
Pairing: Incubus!Hongjoong x fem! reader
WC: 1.6k
Sexual Warnings: Degradation, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Edging, Squirting, Dacryphilia
Notes: Late timestamp for birthday boy Hongjoong but please enjoy. I shouldn’t even call this a timestamp, but oh well
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Your best friend was right. You should have taken any spiritual and supernatural things seriously, or else there would be consequences.
You shrugged them off, not believing in most things that are spooky. So to rile them up, you did a summoning for a demon and laughed the entire time as they freaked. It was worth the scolding as they left your apartment for the night, pouty and upset at you. You knew they would forgive you in the morning.
So after the scared and giggles, you tidy up your apartment before stripping out of your clothes and getting in the shower. You sighed as the warm water cascaded on you before you jumped at a sound. You peeked out from behind the curtains, listening for any other sounds and when you didn’t, you went back and continued your shower.
Once you were done, you dried most of your body before wrapping yourself with the towel and walking back into your bedroom, only to stop.
You saw a shadow in the corner by the window. You squinted, hoping your eyes were messing with you when you saw said shadow turn around. “ Ah, good you're finished! Didn’t want to interrupt you.”
You took a step back, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of you. A whisk of cold air hit you, making you shiver as the lights turned back on to reveal a man…no, that’s not it. He couldn’t be. He has black horns that curl upwards onto his head and pointed ears.
“ Who?…”
He gave a surprised look, “ You don’t know who I am? But you just summoned me earlier.”
You felt your stomach drop as your body went cold. You felt his hand wrap around your waist, instantly warming you up again. You were lost in thought as you stared into the golden eyes that looked back at you. “ I thought it was fake….”
“ Oh no, sweetheart. This is all real right now,” he leaned into your ear, his voice deep as you felt his body press closer, “ You summoned an Incubus sweetheart and you're stuck with me for quite some time.”
“ So, a sex demon?” You questioned and he giggled, a sound that seemed quite hypnotic to your ears.
“ Yes, I’m here to take care of any sex desires you may have. You can either have a wild night with me and I’ll be out your hair before the morning comes, or make a deal, and I’ll stay by your side for the rest of your life. How does that sound?” He explained to you before stepping back a bit and tilting his head to the side. “ I’m Hongjoong, by the way.”
You stood there, holding onto your towel as you tried to think it all over.
It must be a dream. There’s no way something like this could happen. It’s the only logical explanation. So maybe you should indulge in it all while you're still asleep. This demon man you conjured up was hot, so why not enjoy some good sex in your dreams?
“ How about we see how one night goes before I agree to you staying here forever hm?” You tell him as you walk closer to him as he stays still.
“ So, is that a yes?” Hongjoong’s eyes flicked over your body as he patiently awaited your answer.
“Yes, it is. Make it worth the while.” Your tone switches to sounding playful and a grin before he waved his hand and you felt your body fall onto the bed. You tried sitting up, but you found yourself unable to move. You watched him hover over the top of your body before looking at your lips. His hand trailed up your body until his thumb rubbed over your bottom lip before leaning down to kiss you.
You kissed him back eagerly, moving your lips with his before he pressed his tongue inside your mouth. His tongue tasted sweet and it made you hum. This kiss became a bit sloppily, but you didn’t care until he pulled his mouth off of yours. Your body started to feel tingly and hot, making you squeeze your thighs together.
“ Oh, you're a responsive one to my aphrodisiac~ I feel like I’m going to enjoy my time with you.” He purred as he kissed at your throat, leaving some bites in their wake as he continued down your body. His hand grabbed a handful of the towel before pulling it off of you, leaving you sprawled out and naked for him as he continued kissing down your body. He kissed the valley between your breast, ignoring your nipples as he trailed down your stomach and between your legs.
You watched as his yellow eyes glowed in the dim lighting before he spread your legs wide apart and dived in like a starving man.
Oh, how you wanted to dig your fingers in his hair and keep him close. The man worked wonders on you. The way his tongue lapped at your wetness and his fingers pumping and stretching you open; you couldn’t find it in yourself to stay quiet. You moaned and whined as he added another finger inside of you, making you whine.
He pulled his mouth off of you as his fingers never slowed, “ What’s the matter? You sound like a needy whore. I even gave you another finger inside of you. It’s this still not enough for you?”
His words made you clench around his fingers and it made him chuckle. His free hand reached up to wrap around your throat and squeezed, “ As expected from a dirty whore like yourself. You get off on me talking to you like this. Tell me, is this not enough for your greedy cunt hm?”
You shake your head as a choked moan leaves your mouth as his fingers rub against your g-spot. You looked up at him, pleading and he just looked at you.
“ Use your words, sweetheart, or I won’t be able to give you what you want.” He moved his fingers even faster and he felt the way you clenched as you tried to speak, warning him about what was to come before he pulled his fingers out completely, earning a whine.
“ Don’t stop!” You choked out, squeezing around nothing and feeling empty.
“ Have you no shame begging for me like this?” He gave a louder laugh, sharp teeth glistening as he used your magic to keep you still as he slowly undressed in front of you, “ I try to give you what you want and you still aren’t satisfied. So much for going easy on you. I’m guessing you're the type of whore that wants to be fucked fast with their face in the sheets as they cum over and over again. Is that what you want?”
“ Please…”
He situated himself back between your legs, cock pressing against your entrance as he taps your clit with the tip of his cock, “ You want this inside hm? I gotta hear you tell me what you want and I’ll deliver.”
“ Want you inside of me…want your cock inside of me…please?” You looked up at him with teary eyes as he leaned back down over you. He kissed you deeply at the same time as he pressed himself inside, not stopping until he was down to the base. Your back arched off the bed, your chest rubbing against his. Moans swallowed down by his tongue as he started a quick pace from the start.
You knew it should have hurt, but with the aphrodisiac in your body, it just made you hotter and hotter. You felt the tip rub against your g-spot time and time again. You were holding onto his arms as his hips piston into you, skin slapping and moving his mouth off of you.
“ You are worth the summon. Who knew I would have gotten so lucky with slutty whore like you, right?'' His hands trailed down and rubbed your clit in time with his thrust and you already found your back arching off the bed again and cumming. But Hongjoong’s hips never stopped. He made you ride out your orgasm as he fucked you faster.
His thrusts. Your pleasure. The aphrodisiac. It was all so overwhelming. You didn’t realize how much it was taking over your body until you felt tears well up in your eyes.
“ Oh, look, you're crying. Does it feel that good that you ended up crying? That makes me want to fuck you even more.” Hongjoong says with a growl at the end as a free hand goes back to your throat. You watched his eyes glow in the dark as your legs found themselves wrapping around his waist.
You felt your stomach coil and it felt different from before. His cock pounding away and your mind getting fuzzy. Hongjoong watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and hue glanced down to watch you squirt all over him. He slowed his hips just a bit to watch you before leaning back down and kissing your tears.
“ My my~ I’m making your body go through a lot of things. First, the crying and now you squirting,” Hongjoong nipped your ear, giggling as he felt you clench around him and pull him closer with your arms, “ We haven’t even made it through the whole night yet. Do you think you can handle it?”
You caught your breath for a second, showing a weak smile as you pulled him down closer to you, “ Well, how about you find out?” The smile left as Hongjoong gave a quick thrust as he looked down at you.
“ Oh, I plan on having so much fun with you~.”
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enchanted - lee heeseung
note: hello loves! i recently fell in love with this taylor swift song again, so i decided to write a lil something based off of it. and no, i didn’t forget about the series, i’m still working on it, i just don’t have much inspiration right now 😭 and excuse me while i find out what i want to stick with when it comes to headers for these posts-
>> pairing: heeseung x female reader
>> synopsis: prom night. the night where most teenagers do dumb things with people they hardly know. not you. you just might have met the love of your life.
>> rating and genre: pg, fluff
>> warnings: a kissing scene, that’s about it. just some tooth rotting fluff
>> word count: 1.4k
you stood in the corner of the gym, all alone. it was prom night and you were alone. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t expecting it. it’s how nights like this usually ended up, so you honestly weren’t that mad about it. but sunoo was.
“y/n, come on! it’s our senior year, let loose, have some fun! ask someone to dance! it’s the last one you’ll ever get, you gotta make the most of it,” he exclaimed. sunoo had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. he was always the ‘fun’ one out of the two of you. you were definitely more on the quiet side, so it was natural for you to stand alone. sunoo never let you, however.
he looked around and scanned the crowd of people, looking for someone for you to ask to dance. or for him to put in a good word to. his eyes landed on a boy sitting on the bleachers, playing on his phone. he was wearing a dark gray tuxedo, paired with a white button up, and a dark gray neck tie. sunoo knew who it was, he immediately made his decision. lee heeseung was just a quiet as you were. sunoo had only spoken to him a few times, but he liked him.
he turned back to you, and grabbed your hand. you looked at him in confusion as he began to drag you to the opposite side of the gym. “sunoo where the hell are you taking me,” you questioned, trying to pry his hand off of yours. he stopped just a few feet away from the boy, and turned so his back was facing him. he looked at you and gestured to the boy, you looking over at him. you couldn’t lie, he was incredibly good looking.
“ask him to dance,” sunoo suggested, you immediately shaking your head. “oh come on! live a little. would you rather me go put in a good word?” you slowly nodded, your nerves quickly rising. you didn’t want to, but sunoo was determined. and he looked so happy when you said yes, you couldn’t take that away from him. “okay okay, i got this. go stand over there and just look pretty. you’re good at that,” he said with a smile on his face.
you softly smiled back, and walked to a spot in the gym where there weren’t many people. a few moments later, you glanced up and saw sunoo talking to the boy. you and heeseung made brief eye contact, the both of you smiling at one another. a few moments after that, heeseung was standing up, and making his way to you. your heart dropped. you never expected it to actually work, but now, the pretty boy was coming over to you.
you quickly tried to mask the nervousness, by putting another smile on your face. he returned it, and before you knew it, he was right in front of you. “well hello,” he said, his voice soft but welcoming.
“hi there,” you replied, looking up at him. he was way taller than you, he was quite literally looking down at you. cute.
“oh um, i’m heeseung. your friend sunoo came up to me and pointed you out,” he said with a laugh.
you laughed as well in response, coming up with something to say. “i hope he didn’t freak you out, or say something too odd. oh, and i’m y/n.”
he held out his hand for you to shake, but it wasn’t your normal hand shake. as soon as his hand made contact with yours, you felt a weird sort of electricity shoot through you. “well, it’s very nice to meet you, y/n.”
“you as well, heeseung.” you and him spent a majority of the night simply getting to know one another. the both of you agreed it would be better to go sit somewhere, so you opted for the bleachers. no one else was on the bleachers so it would just be the two of you. after what felt like only a few minutes, enchanted by taylor swift started playing through the speakers. you and him made eye contact and you already knew what he was going to ask.
he held his hand out to you, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “would you like to dance?” you softly laughed, and placed your hand in his.
“i’d love to.” he smiled wide, and stood up, helping you down the stairs. you two made your way to a spot on the dance floor where there weren’t many people. you wrapped your arms around his neck, him wrapping his around your waist. he held you close to his chest, the two of you beginning to sway side to side as the vocals played through the speaker.
after a few moments, he reached behind his head, gently grabbing one of your hands. he took it from behind him so he could hold it while the two of you danced. you couldn’t even begin to describe the feelings he was giving you. it was like the people around you didn’t exist any longer. your focus was solely on him, and the way he was looking at you.
please don’t be in love with someone else, please don’t have somebody waiting on you
before you knew it, the song was beginning to fade out, and everyone was starting to leave. “do you by chance have a ride home? i can always take you home,” he offered, his voice fading out, as if he was nervous to ask. but then you remembered sunoo.
“i actually do. i have to take sunoo home tonight. you’re welcome to tag along, i can always bring you back to get your car,” you suggested. you wanted nothing more than to spend more time with him, but you couldn’t leave sunoo.
all he did was smile. “that would be amazing, actually. thank you.”
“don’t worry about it. let’s go find sunoo, shall we,” you asked with a smile, as you held out your hand. he took your hand, lacing your fingers together, as you called sunoo. you found him outside, all of you making your way to your car. sunoo took the back seat, heeseung taking passenger.
you all made small talk as you drove the short distance to sunoo’s home. it wasn’t at all awkward, like you feared it might have been. however, it was quite the opposite. you were at sunoo’s house in no time, him quickly saying his goodbyes, and scampering inside. you and heeseung made your way back to the school, you parking next to his car.
you put the car in park, and turned so you could face him. “is it weird if i say i don’t want to leave you just yet?”
all you could do was smile. “not at all. i don’t want to leave you yet, either if you want me to be honest.” you turned on your radio, so soft music could play in the back of your conversation, but you both froze when enchanted began to play again.
“this is such a beautiful song,” he said softly, reaching across the center console to hold your hand. you never thought someone you just met could make you feel like this. as the song continued to play, you didn’t even notice your faces were inching towards each other.
it was enchanting to meet you.
“can i kiss you?” all you could muster up was a nod. before you knew it, his lips were on yours. your lips moved in sync, your hand cupping his cheek. he smiled into the kiss, pulling away when air became a problem. he glanced at your dash, the time taking him by surprise.
“you have to go, don’t you,” you asked softly. he simply nodded.
“i wish i didn’t have to.”
“me too.”
he placed a kiss to your cheek, and opened the car door. he stepped out, but made sure he didn’t leave without putting your number in his phone. “bye, y/n.”
“bye, heeseung,” you said, your heart feeling empty at his absence. maybe it all went too fast. maybe you two moved too fast. but as the thoughts began to creep up, you quickly pushed them down. no one had ever made you feel the way he did. especially within the span of three hours. you felt yourself begin to blush, and you couldn’t help but laugh at yourself.
i was enchanted to meet you.
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Rating: 18+
AUs/Tropes: Domestic au, Non-idolverse
Pairing: Kihyun x fem! reader
WC: 1.7k
Sw: Oral female receiving, Slight Nipple Play, Praise Kink, Slight Hair Pulling, Unprotected Sex,
Notes: I want you to know that this is so cute to me and I love this.
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You couldn’t have been any happier today.
You sat at the table in your wedding dress as you saw friends and family give speeches towards you and your now-husband Kihyun.
You could feel him grip your hand from under the table and you turned to see him giving you a soft smile that you returned with a similar hand squeeze,
You were having an enjoyable evening so far and your wedding was truly becoming the best day of your life. You had your laughs as some of Kihyun’s friends, like Changkyun and Jooheon, made jokes in their speeches to them, but that only made Kihyun roll his eyes playfully.
It was just….perfect, and you almost didn’t want it to end, but you knew that there was more to come as the night eventually ended, and you both headed home to sleep before leaving for your flight for your honeymoon.
The following day you both were up early and made your flight with little to no issues besides the long wait per usual, but besides that, it still seemed perfect. Even as you looked out the window when you both were in the sky, his thumb rubbed over your knuckles as you looked back at him with a smile. Your eyes glanced down at the ring on your finger and it made your heart swell even more.
You were married to the love of your life. It happened and now you're here with him going on a trip to start the marriage off spectacularly. How couldn’t you be happy?
You both landed and Kihyun had it arranged to have you both picked up from the airport to the lovely villa you have decided on. You both worked hard to pay for everything and it felt nice for it to finally pay off.
“ I’m so excited.” You grinned as you looked over at him.
“ So am I. I want us to enjoy this time off for as long as we’re here.” Kihyun smiled as he reached for your hand to hold it again. You rested your head against his shoulder as you both quietly enjoyed the ride until you both made it to the villa.
They helped bring in your luggage as you were taken aback by how breathtaking the place was. You walked through the living room and dining room as you walked to the back of the house to take in the view. You were lost in the view when you felt his arms wrap around your waist. His lips kissed your cheek before you slightly turned to face him. His kisses never stopped as you giggled. “ Don’t you want to eat first?”
“ We can eat later unless you would want to eat now, but something else seems more appetizing to me,” Kihyun mumbles against your cheek, pulling you a bit closer to him.
“ I mean, it has been a while….” You thought it over, a playful tone as you turned in his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“ We stopped and said we would wait until we married….” Kihyun leans in, pressing his forehead against yours.
“ And we are married now, so let’s see how comfy the bed is.” You stepped back, holding his hand and pulling him away towards the massive bedroom, a smile on both of your faces. You pulled him towards you, the back of your legs hitting the bed as you both fell over. Kihyun made sure to catch himself to not fall on top of you, bracing himself with his arms before slowly leaning to kiss you.
Your fingers tangled in his hair as he laid between your legs. His actions weren’t rushed. It was gentle and his lips felt soft against yours. He grinds against you, and it makes you smile in the kiss. You pulled your face back and looked up at him, “ Eager are we?”
Kihyun leaned down to kiss your neck, leaving heavy kisses as he rolled his hips down again, “ Can you blame me? I haven’t touched you in months.”
“ Of course, I wouldn’t blame you. I feel the same way.” Your fingers tangle in his hair as he pulls your dress up. You adjusted your body to help him as you laid there in your bra and panties, “ If I knew we were gonna do this as soon as we got here, I would have worn something sexier.”
Kihyun kissed down your chest as his hands reached behind to unclasp your bra, sliding it down your arms as his hand kneaded your chest. You watched as his lips wrapped around your nipple and toyed with the other.
Maybe it’s because it’s been nothing but soft kisses that your body was so sensitive to him. Your back arched off the bed as his free hand trailed down and dipped between the waistband of your panties. He smiled when he felt some wetness on the tips of his fingers.
Kihyun pulled his mouth off of her and found himself between your legs. You draped them over his shoulders and smiled when you watched him kiss your inner thighs before reaching where he had been thinking of for the last few months.
His tongue darted out, licked you, catching some of your wetness on his tongue as he hummed. You let out a moan when his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked. Your finger traveled down to his hair the moment to keep your legs locked in place on his shoulders.
Your moans only edge him on as he eats you out like it was the last time he’d get a taste. You squeezed your thighs around Kihyun’s head, but that never stopped him once as he would press his tongue inside of you. You only motivated him with your hair pulls and moans. He only slowed when you silently came against his tongue, unable to give him a verbal warning.
Kihyun released your legs and immediately came up to kiss you and you eagerly kissed him back. You yanked at his pants, and he got the message as he quickly undid his pants and you heard them drop to the floor and him kicking them off. His boxers must have gone down with them because you felt Kihyun press himself against your wet core.
He looked you in the eyes as you gave him a nod before pulling him back down to kiss you, moaning when you feel him push himself inside. He pulled his mouth away to kiss your forehead and looked back down at you. You caught his gaze, and after staring at each other, you both giggled.
“ Should we be this excited just having sex again?” You laughed as he smiled at you.
“ I see no issue with it.” Kihyun grinned before leaning back down to kiss you. He pulled out slowly before thrusting back inside.
Kihyun kept his pace slow and steady, but still with enough force to draw moans out of you every time he thrust back inside.
It was nothing but tangled limbs as you kept each other close to each other as Kihyun started to pick up speed. He pulled his mouth away and your moans were music to his ears. He kissed your throat as he angled your hips up more, so he could reach deeper, earning a gasp from you.
“ There you go, baby. You're doing so good for me.” Kihyun whispered into your ear and you clenched around him. You wanted to frown at him, but you couldn’t when you were too busy moaning from his cock hitting your g-spot.
He knew how much you loved when he praised you during sex. He made your body feel hotter and sensitive. Maybe it’s the idea knowing that you're doing good, and it makes him happy. You don’t know, but you knew you loved it.
“ Do you want me to stay like this, or do you want to switch positions?” Kihyun asked you softly and you turned to try and look at him, despite his face still being in your neck.
“ No, I like being in positions like this,” You grabbed his face, so you could see him, “ I love seeing your face the most.”
Kihyun chuckled before bringing up your hand with the ring on it to kiss it, holding it in his hand before he started thrusting again.
He kept eye contact with you the entire time, and the pleasure started to make your head fuzzy as you tried your hardest to maintain eye contact with him. Your head rested against the bed and your mouth slightly agape as you clenched around him every time he hit your g-spot. You cracked your eyes open when you caught Kihyun’s brows knitted and his moans drawing you as well.
He glanced back up at you to catch your gaze and you both reached for each other again. Kihyun’s thrusts were hasty as he was trying to chase his orgasm as well as being you to yours. You weren’t that far behind him, and you just wanted him to stay close to you the whole time.
Kihyun reached between your bodies and rubbed your clit, and it was enough to have your backbend and have your orgasm come crashing down on you. You squeezed tightly around Kihyun and he let out a choked sound before you felt him cum inside of you.
Panting filled the room as Kihyun rested on you, but he didn’t put his full weight on you. You could feel your breathing slowly get back to normal before you heard Kihyun speak.
“You know you get to see it for the rest of your life, right? My face.” Kihyun smiled and it just made you melt.
“ Of course I do. You're my husband now.” You smile before he leans to kiss you again, “ Also, I’m not complaining, but you would have pulled out by now and laid next to me, but you haven’t.”
“ Well, it’s our first day here and I don’t want the sheets to get stained with cum. How do we explain that to the housekeeping?” Kihyun said, and it nearly made you snort.
“ I think we aren’t the first to do something like this, but that means you’ll have to carry me to the bathroom then.” You grinned as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“ Give me like five minutes and I’ll carry you.”
“ Fine. Just don’t fall asleep on me.”
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Amore de Nero
Words: 3.2k
Pairing: San x Reader (feat. ATEEZ)
Rating: M
Genre: Thriller, Fluff, Angst, Suggestive
Warnings: language, blood, violence, use of weapons, torture, frightening imagery, dark magic
Banner and proofread by: @multiheaux-house
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“Damn it!” Y/N swore to herself.
The sky above her had disappeared behind dark clouds, and thunder roared not too far away. Yet here she was, stranded on an old Italian road, miles outside of Venice. If she had just kept her big mouth shut, then she wouldn’t have had a fight with the taxi driver.
“His fault for not cleaning his car,” she scoffed. It wasn’t that Y/N was a neat freak, but if one works in a service that transports people from point A to point B then they should at least keep their vehicle clean. The driver clearly didn’t care to do so as it smelled as if dogs did all of their business there over a course of twenty years along with piles of trash stuffed underneath the floor carpets.
Y/N considered calling for help, but she wouldn’t be able to get service without WiFi as she kept her phone on airplane mode when traveling internationally. Her best bet was to hopefully find someone that could help her out by continuing on foot. She hated that she was having to walk the rest of her journey with her backpack and luggage in another country where someone could easily jump her, beat her, and steal her items leaving her for dead. Pepper spray was on her at all times, and she had taken self-defense classes; but still, you never knew what could happen when traveling in a place where the culture is different.
After walking for about two hours, Y/N’s feet began to hurt. She stopped by an opening to a forest, a restful sight after nothing but fields, and a lone tree stump allowed her to sit down for a while and massage her feet. The sun was about to set and shelter was nowhere in sight. Hitchhiking sounded like an option, but Y/N had heard too many horror stories of people getting kidnapped or worse by doing so. She opted to just keep going until she found some sort of civilization.
As she slowly stood to her feet, there was a rustling next to her. An alarm went off in her head, and she quickly grabbed her pepper spray.
“Who’s there?” she asked. Her feet were planted into the soil, and she was holding out her spray to where the rustling was. “I’m not afraid of you.”
Meow.
A black cat with bright ruby eyes was sitting there in the tall grass just staring up at her and wiggling its tail. Breathing a sigh of relief, Y/N relaxed.
“Hey, little guy,” Y/N chuckled at the little creature, putting the pepper spray away. “You lost?”
Meow.
Upon closer look at the feline, Y/N noticed a small cut right above his nose. “Poor thing,” she sighed. “Here, baby.”
She pulled out a small baby wipe from her backpack to help clean up the wound a little. The cat would probably hate her for it, but she was able to get it to come to her a little closer. He allowed her to gently clean the dried blood from his nose.
“Good as new,” Y/N smiled as she stood.
Purring came from it almost immediately, and he trotted on over to her and brushed up against her legs as if they were old friends.
“Cute.”
Thunder roared in the distance as dark clouds formed above them.
“You wouldn’t happen to know a place to get out of the rain would you?” Y/N asked her new friend.
As if the cat would underst-Did it just...nod?
“I must be losing my mind,” she shook her head.
The cat then began to walk away from her, but looked back at her as if to say, “Follow me.”
“I’m really about to follow a cat,” Y/N realized as she gathered her things. “Better than sitting by the road all night, I guess.”
Y/N continued to follow the little animal down a stone path that stretched deeper and deeper into the woods, the cat stopping every so often to allow her to catch up. Thunder was growing louder, and a few raindrops began to fall down. Y/N hoped they would be at wherever the cat was going, they’d be there soon.
Sure enough, they came upon a small clearing in the woods, the stone almost melting into a full concrete path to a grand mansion. It looked deprived of any human life, yet it still looked...clean? No vines having stretched up to the second-story windows over a long period of time, no broken doors or windowpanes, no dead plants, nothing that would scream an abandoned house was present. It was as if someone still lived there, but no one was home.
The cat entered the house by leaping through an open window on the first floor, and then appearing from behind the now opening wooden door.
“Uh...okay,” was Y/N managed to get out. She wasn’t sure how to process it, but she decided she was too tired to ask questions.
Following the cat inside, Y/N was amazing at how clean and pristine everything looked. The parlor was framed by two wooden staircases that twisted up to the floors above, the marble tile floor gleamed from the sparkling crystal chandelier above, and a stoked fireplace could be seen burning in the living room. It was fancy, but it was also cozy in its own way.
Meow.
Another black cat appeared this time with golden eyes, alongside the red-eyed feline. The two creatures glanced at Y/N before looking towards a hallway that lead to what she guessed was a kitchen. She followed her little friends to it and was led to a greenhouse that was attached to it. A series of distressed mewling came from where clay pots were stacked, and when she looked, there was yet another black cat but tangled in some sort of netting. His little, baby blue eyes looked over at Y/N, almost begging her to free him.
“I’ll get you out, buddy,” she promised while looking around for something sharp.
Five more black cats appeared, all with different colored eyes (white iridescent, sky blue, sapphire blue, dark gray, and purple), and they all watched as Y/N explored around the greenhouse. There were no broken shovels, no carving knives outside, and not even some sort of blade was visible.
When the cat with the iridescent eyes then meowed and led her to the center of the glass structure. A dagger with a gunmetal handle decorated in gothic engraving was sticking out from a large tree stump. It seemed to have been buried deep within it as an eighth of the blade was visible from what Y/N could see. Her hand grabs the cold metal, and she begins to pull it out slowly while begging in a rapid whisper, “Don’t break. Don’t break. Don’t break.” With some tugging, she successfully pulled the weapon out in one piece.
The baby blue-eyed cat was still struggling to free itself, but Y/N approached slowly and calmed him.
“You’ll be out in a moment,” she promised. Taking the net into her hand, she sliced a section almost seemingly with the sharp dagger. The cat calmed down as Y/N worked for about a minute to free him from the suffocating binds.
“There you go,” she smiled.
The cat checked himself before nuzzling his head against her hand in gratitude.
“You’re welcome, kitty,” Y/N giggled. She then looked down at the dagger in her hand. “If this belongs to the owner of the mansion, I’ll return it. Now, let’s see if I can’t find a bed for the night.”
Feeling a nudge at her knee, Y/N glanced down and saw the golden-eyed cat sitting there and looking up at her. He used his head to nudge her forward again as if to make her go.
“You wanna show me where I can sleep, little guy?” she asked.
With a leap, the cat placed himself in front of her and began to prance towards the grand, winding staircase. Y/N didn’t hesitate to follow him as the other seven cats gathered around to stroll with her, two riding on one of her suitcases she grabbed from the parlor. The hallways were a bit gloomy, but not in a haunting way. It was more as if it had been asleep for centuries and was waiting to wake up. A few vases of flowers (and fresh ones?) were lining the halls, and a grand carpet stretched from the staircase to the end of the hall.
The cat turned to a room that was the fourth one on the left and scratched the door a little bit.
“This one?” she asked. “Okay.”
Y/N turned the brass doorknob and pushed the wooden door open to find a beautiful bedroom decorated with a lot of vintage items. The bed had a sturdy, wooden frame, and the mattress was covered with a delicate rose pattern printed against a maroon wash of color. An armoire stood in a corner of the room facing the wall the bed was against, and a dark-wooden vanity sat just in the opposite corner. Another door was placed in between them, which revealed a pristine bathroom complete with a large shower and tub.
Sitting her bags by the vanity, she decided she would unpack and settle in later as she wanted to explore the mansion a bit. She pets the two cats still sitting on her luggage before heading over to the large and tall window. From looking out of it, Y/N saw the sun begin to descend, and the golden-eyed cat leaped onto the bed to let out a huge yawn and stretch.
“Sleepy?” she giggled while still gazing out the window. “You can snuggle with me tonight if you’d like.”
“That actually sounds really nice,” a male voice from behind her responded.
Y/N jumped and turned around. Where a cat once sat, a young man around twenty-two years old took its place. His dark black hair was slicked back, a few strands pulled over his forehead to give a stylized appeal. His chiseled face was pale with the exception of some redness under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept in years. A darker shade of red was smeared from the right corner of his mouth up to his cheek as if lipstick was smudged on him; and he was dressed in a shirt that mimicked him having tattoos, a black vest, black pants, and a black pair of dress shoes. His eyes glowed a golden hue, and sharp teeth mimicked that of a vampire’s when he smirked.
“What the-?” Y/N gasped. “How did you-? Where did you-? What?”
“You’re gonna wear out your tongue, miss,” the man chuckled.
“I-I don’t understand. How did you get in so fast without me hearing you?”
“It’s alright. But I think it’s better if we all tell you the tale.”
“We?”
One by one, a mix of red, gold, and silver sparkles surrounded the cats transforming them into handsome young men as the sun descended behind the forest. Two of them sat on the bed with the man, one was sitting in the vanity’s chair, two others stood by the door and were brushing off some dust, and two were straddling her luggage handles, one of them accidentally falling over.
“Wooyoung,” one of the men sitting on the bed sighed and shook his head, his small ponytail swaying a little.
“Sorry, miss,” the one named Wooyoung nervously laughed.
Each of them was dressed similarly to the man, but with different styles. Each of their eyes glowed the same as their cat forms, and they all looked just as tired and pale. What stood out to Y/N the most were the seemingly fresh scratches somewhere on each of them.
“What kind of sick fairytale did I step into?” Y/N whispered.
“I know it’s confusing,” the man with the ponytail said as he stood to smooth out his shirt, his scratches in the middle of his chest. “But allow us to introduce ourselves, first.”
“I’m San,” the first man said.
“I’m Hongjoong, and I rule this forest. The one who just fell is Wooyoung.”
He waved as he stood to his feet.
“The one sitting on the other suitcase is the one you freed from the net, Mingi,” he continued. “And then this is Jongho, Seonghwa, Yunho, and Yeosang.”
“I’m the one who found you by the road,” the one named Yeosang smiled, his scratch across the bridge of his nose. Identical to the one from his cat form.
“I’m Y/N,” she finally spoke up after coming out of her confused stupor. “It’s nice to meet all of you, and thank you for your kind hospitality.”
She held the dagger to hand to Hongjoong. “This must be yours since the house is yours.”
Instead of taking the object and thanking her, he shook his head. “The dagger belongs to you now. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time?”
Y/N raised a brow. “Come again?”
“Do you know what you have in your hand?”
“It’s a daggar. Is there some sort of holy grail significance?”
“It all started four years ago,” Hongjoong began their story. “My cousin Jongkook lived in the enchanted forest with us. Our uncle, the former ruler of the forest, was to pass down the crown. When it was time to select the successor, I was chosen as the next ruler. Jongkook was enraged, so he left. For a while, everything was at peace, but little did we know that Jongkook would return, stronger and heavily practiced in dark magic. He then began to take the forest piece by piece. I tried to force Jongkook to leave, but his strength was overwhelming. Most of my army were either destroyed or turned into his servants, their minds turned to darkness and evil. These seven were able to escape, but not without falling under his magic. I was able to reverse it, but only partially. Sunrise to sunset, we walk as cats. Sunset to sunrise, we are human.”
“Technically,” San sighed, “we’re still cursed. Hongjoong has no power strong enough to overthrow him. Only the girl who pulls the dagger from the tree stump will be able to overcome Jongkook, bring life back to the forest, and set us free.”
“No one has been able to free the dagger, until today,” Hongjoong concluded with a smile of hope.
Wooyoung jumped to his feet and clapped. “We’re gonna be free!” he cheered as he danced happily.
“Wait,” Y/N stopped them. “It can’t be me. I’ve never overcome anyone in my life. I wish I could-”
San gently took her hand into his. “I know it’s a ton to take in, now; but how about you sleep a bit? We can talk more before sunrise.”
They couldn’t speak while in cat form, so Y/N figured she’d have to guess they’d work out a form of Pictionary to communicate with them during the day.
“Could I explore the mansion for a bit?” Y/N requested. “If I’m going to be here for a bit, then I’d better familiarize myself with everything.”
“Okay,” Hongjoong agrees with a nod, “but promise you’ll get some sleep afterward.”
“I will.”
San offers to show her around, and Y/N follows him out.
The hallways were dim now, but Hongjoong quickly illuminated the place with a snap of his fingers just as lightning flashed from outside. With the house illuminated so warmly, it felt more welcoming than when she first entered.
“Even though you’re safe,” San said as he came up from behind her, “some parts of the house feel creepy at night.”
“I’m not scared of the dark,” Y/N replied.
“You’re braver than Mingi and Wooyoung combined,” Yunho joked with a chuckle.
“Hey!” the two in question shouted back.
San stopped by a small table and picked up what looked like...an iPhone? He switched on the flashlight mode and saw the confused expression on Y/N’s face. “We may be cursed, but we still live in the twenty-first century.”
“Well, when you guys said that Hongjoong ruled the forest,” she shrugged, “I thought you were in serious fairytale mode.”
“We get mail and have bills to pay like most people,” San explains as he looks for a light switch on the wall. “We just work at night, and keep the enchanted forest stuff to ourselves to prevent outsiders from finding us.”
“Oh, well, if you’re trying to keep outsiders out, wouldn’t the post office know your address?”
“We have a PO box,” he says as he turns the switch on, bright lights from the ceiling and chandeliers illuminating the dim halls and main area. “There we go. Are you hungry?”
Y/N nods. “Plane food doesn’t exactly satisfy your stomach for long.”
“We’ve got a variety of things,” San smiles as he leads her to the kitchen. “I think we may have leftover chicken and rice if that’s alright.”
“I’m okay with anything really,” Y/N replied. “But that does sound good.”
The kitchen itself was fairly large with cherry wood cabinets and a quartz island in the center. There wasn’t much decoration, except for a few plants and succulents. There were a couple of dishes in the sink, and the last bit of sunlight peaked through the window.
San searches the refrigerator and finds the food requested. “I’ll heat this up for you,” he says as he prepares a plate for Y/N. He then puts the plate of food in the microwave for about a minute before serving it to Y/N with a glass of water.
“Thanks,” she smiles and begins to eat. The flavor satisfied her tongue, and she was happy to finally eat normal food.
“I guess airplane food really does suck,” San joked.
“Zero out of five stars,” Y/N teases back. “Would not recommend.”
The two laughed, the moment breaking the ice.
“I’m glad we can be of some hospitality until you get back on your feet,” San says once he’s caught his breath.
“Thank you,” Y/N smiles. “While, I do have a job interview in a few days, I don’t know if I want to go to the hotel I’m to be staying at. It’s so lovely here.”
“Stay for as long as you need. You’re our guest.”
“You missed your opportunity to burst into the ‘Be Our Guest’ number from Beauty and the Beast.”
San shrugs. “Well, our flatware doesn’t sing, so we’re out of luck there. Anyhow, we can give you a tour of the mansion if you’d like.”
“Maybe tomorrow,” Y/N yawns. “I’m a bit tired after today.”
“I understand,” San nods. “I’ll have breakfast ready for you before the sun comes up. I’ll leave you a note on how to heat it up.”
She looks at him confused for a moment before realizing why. “So, you won’t be able to talk to me in cat form?”
He shakes his head. “It’s all about body language when you’re a feline.”
Tags: @treasure-hwa
Dance with Me - YJW
P: Jungwon x female reader - Enhypen | G: fluff, drabble, request | Inc: studying, exams, exam stress, taking breaks, snacks, dancing, slow dancing, music, evening picnics | Wc: 599 | W: food | R: PG
An: Not me posting this in class hushh. Here you go Kyu darling~
Y/n was stressed. She was stressed, and Jungwon was bored. Bored of watching his girlfriend stress over an exam he knew she was well capable of passing. Watching y/n sigh in frustration for the nth time that evening, the 17-year-old stood up and shut the book, an equally frustrated sound leaving his mouth. Y/n clearly wasn’t going anywhere with her studying; although Jungwon was sure she’d do just fine – months of regular study, exam practice and a secured place as top of the class was all the assurance he needed.
“Wonnie?” y/n asked, amused as Jungwon pulled her out of her seat and towards their coats. “I need to study right now; you know how much this exam means to me.”
“Of course, I know baby, but this is way too much!” Jungwon explained, reaching for y/n’s coat and continuing as he reached for his own shoes. “You’ll overexert yourself y/n-ah. Come on, have you had a single study break since I got here?”
“Yes…?” She hadn’t. Jungwon had been in her apartment for five hours, and the boba-eyed teen couldn’t count once where y/n had actually given herself a proper break from studying.
And Jungwon deadpanned. “Getting up to turn the ac on is not a break – and you can’t deny it – you need to take some actual time away from your notes. Now; follow me~”
Trusting Jungwon’s words as the couple walked through the evening’s streets, y/n couldn’t help but bite back giggles at her boyfriend’s determined face as they bought various snacks from the convenience store – and entire bag and a half’s worth - and made their way to the closest park. It was time for a makeshift evening picnic.
The breeze was cooling; a refreshing change from the stagnant air of her air-conditioned apartment. Free from the thoughts of memorising dates and information for her upcoming exam, y/n could finally breathe. Looking over to Jungwon as she reached for another snack, her eyes met with Jungwon’s; an eye-smile that she could recognise even in the dark of Autumn.
“And what are you looking at cutie?” Jungwon teased, reaching forward and booping y/n’s nose. Scrunching her nose as she light-heartedly scoffed, y/n rolled her eyes, returning the gesture with a smile on her face.
“Human Boba. That’s what~” Laughing at the dusted pink coating Jungwon’s cheek at the impromptu compliment, returning her attention to the snack in hand. Wordlessly eating her snacks as she rested her head against his shoulder, y/n let her mind wander to the sound of Jungwon rambling on about whatever was on his mind. At the most comfortable she had been in weeks, y/n found herself dozing off on her boyfriend’s arm – until said boba-eyed teen turned his music on and pulled y/n onto her feet, an excitement gleaming in his eye (the gleam was in fact from the nearest streetlight, but don’t tell Jungwon). Confused but ultimately following along with whatever it was that Jungwon had planned, y/n found herself slow-dancing with Jungwon, his hands wrapped around her waist; a secure yet light grip that made her heart flutter.
Sunset had turned to dusk and soon nightfall as the two wrapped up their nightly excursion to the park, hand in hand as they walked back to y/n’s apartment. Her spirits returned, y/n removed Jungwon’s hand from her own, jogging on forward.
“Y/n? Wait up-!” Jogging forward to catch up with y/n, Jungwon snickered when she made a break for it, sprinting back home – Jungwon now hot on her trail. “You just wait till I catch you-!”
“You gotta catch me first!”
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new things | y.ji
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : smut
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 : mature
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dom!jeongin x f!reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : subspace, orgasm control, sex toy usage, slight nipple play, implied edging(?), restraints, use of lube, use of the color system, squirting, mentions of protected sex.. i think that's it?
𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 : pwp
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : not really edited or proofread...
"P-p-please, Innie," you softly cry, tugging at the soft restraints around your wrists. "I've been a g-good girl! I d-didn't do anything naughty!" You whimper, your thighs quivering.
He pulls away the vibrator from your clitorsis, listening as you catch your breath. "I know," Jeongin murmurs, turning off the wand and soothing your thighs. "You are my good girl. You have been so horny and needy all day, but you didn't even tease. Not in front of the others, or alone," he murmurs, kissing your thighs to help you calm back down.
"Y-y-you could tell?" You bashfully ask, not thinking your needs were obvious.
Jeongin hums in affirmative.
"How could you tell?" You ask in a small voice.
"Well," Jeongin giggles despite being in his dominant role. "Your thighs would rub together, your gaze would linger on my hands," he emphasizes this by running a finger down your collar bone, over your breast, and down to your hip, "and my crotch, your breasts seemed a bit swollen but not painful," Jeongin gently cups your breasts before rubbing his thumbs over your nipples, "and I know it's the time of the month when you get really horny." He grins, rather proud of himself for noticing all of that.
You gape up at him, your mouth open until he closes it with two long fingers.
"Surprised, darling?" Jeongin asks with a smirk.
You nod, eyes wide.
"Now precious, will you let me take care of you? I'll let you cum this time," he promises, to which you eagerly nod. "Are you still doing okay? What is your color?" Jeongin pointedly asks. He knew edging you could oversensitize you to the point of no return, so he needed to check.
"It has been enough of a break, so green," you manage to say.
Jeongin nods before giving you a sweet kiss, an intimate reminder of his love for you and wanting to take care of you. He settles himself between your legs once more, not picking up the toy.
Jeongin blows cool air onto your core, making you wiggle. He smiles before rubbing his thumb on your clit, the rest of his hand resting on your pubic mound. Soft moans begin to escape you before you make a slight face.
"What is it, darling?" He asks, slowing down his movements.
Your cheeks heat up as you shyly request, "can you use more lube?"
He says nothing, merely getting up and taking the bottle. Jeongin pours some into the palm of his hand before massaging it onto your labia and clitorsis. He settles himself between your legs once more, continuing where he left off. A smile graces his features as you whimper and whine more, his ego boosting that he could make you feel so good.
When Jeongin notices a slight change in your muscles indicating your hole is fluttering, he replaces his thumb with his mouth. He gives your clit a soft kiss before sucking on it, his tongue alternating between massaging and flicking the sensitive bud. Jeongin’s forefinger prods your entrance, and he keeps his eyes trained on you as he inserts it slowly.
"Innie~" you gasp out, your glazed over eyes trained on him.
You feel him smirk against your clit, pulling away to watch your hole take his finger. He begins to curl it, repeatedly pushing on the spongy area of your g spot.b
"Please please please?" You beg with a sweet pout. His finger felt heavenly, but you craved more. Another finger or two, his mouth, or better yet, both.
"As you wish, darling," Jeongin soothes, adding another finger and pumping them more, wet noises filling the room. The sound used to bother you, but now you love it.
After a moment, Jeongin adds his lips to your core, the knot that had previously been slowly building growing at a much quicker rate.
Your gasps and cries of his name let him know you were getting close, so he adds a third finger and sucks against your clit harder, letting his teeth scrape the sensitive area.
With two squeezes to your thighs – your indication of permission to cum – the knot and mixture of needing to pee escapes you. Your eyes widen at the wetter than usual sensation, tugging at your restraints to see what happened as you snap out of subspace.
Jeongin pulls away, and his face is much wetter than before or from your usual juices.
"You squirted for me, precious," Jeongin explains with a grin, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
He goes over to the drawer where you kept your sex toys and condoms, and pulls out a washcloth. Jeongin wipes off his face before coming over and cleaning off your legs.
"You were planning that," you say, shocked.
"It felt good though, right?"
You nod but say, "I was afraid I peed on you…"
He raises a finger, shaking it some. "There's a few good reasons why I have you pee before sex, and this is one of them," Jeongin assures you.
When you scoff, he raises an eyebrow.
"I didn't expect you to be such a little shit," you bashfully explain.
Jeongin laughs wholeheartedly, shaking his head. "Channie hyung had said something about it, and Changbin agreed that it was quite the site. So I looked into how to make my lovely partner squirt. One thing led to another, and here we are," he explains himself.
You shake your head and roll your eyes – which he lets slide – before stating more so than asking, "you're going to tell them later, aren't you?"
Jeongin hums in affirmative, grabbing a condom and setting it on the bed before slowly undressing. "You can't act like you don't talk about our sex life to your friends," he points out.
"Touche," you concede, your eyes eagerly following his movements as he unrolls the condom onto his erection.
"Do you want to keep going, my previous love?" Jeongin asks, settling over you and leaning on a forearm, his cock hard against your thigh.
"Please," you murmur, pouting your lips to get him to kiss you.
He easily gives in, resting more of his weight onto you and rubbing his cock against your folds to lubricate his length.
