#kwonxsoonyoung

[wonxxwoo-blog]

kwonxsoonyoung

( /turns on his heels to face you and kisses your nose ) And you are the cutest person I know. 

[wonxxwoo-blog]

Woo!!! /jumps on your back and kisses your cheek soundly

( /stumbles forward a bit before he regains his footing and laughs ) Hi baby.

[candiedish-blog]

kwonxsoonyoung​: [!!]

[text] uhm… tell you I guess?

[text] but something tells me that this is not a hypothetical situation

[text] have you been posting nudes again???

[ text ] good, this is good

[ text ] what? what ever could you mean?

[ text ] I have no idea what you could possibly be suggesting!

[seolcity-blog]

kwonxsoonyoung

He looked up at the sky and noticed how it suddenly became really dark. He frowned and looked at the girl beside him, noticing that she wasn’t carrying an umbrella with her either and sighing, knowing what would await them. Without much surprise, he felt a few raindrops falling on his forehead and immediately he started running away from it. “Fucking weather…”

The rain that came was slow, but still enough to irritate her. Frowning, she realised she was stuck out in the street until her manager came. Unfortunately, his last text said he was caught in the traffic and wouldn’t be there until a while. Sighing, she realised she was caught int he rain with someone else, leaning closer. “I’m sorry to bother you but do you know somewhere we could run from the rain? I don’t want to catch a cold,” she said softly, trying her best to be friendly.

[bunnyeon-blog]

kwonxsoonyoung

[text] … what

[text] did that happen to you?

[text] omfg

( text ) right?? it’s insane

( text ) it was a drunk man off the streets so I guess it’s understandable but still!!

( text ) be careful out there!

[yifxnn]

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Send me a “(;” and I will use a random number generator to generate a number from each list to see what our muses will be! (Nsfw/Smutty/Dirty)

a) royalty au b) goodbye sex

It was one thing for a mere servant to go as far as to touch a royal, it was another thing entirely if the servant went to bed with the crowned prince of another country. Only Yifan hadn’t known, the furthest extent of his knowledge in regards to Soonyoung was that he was a lost adolescent with the purest skin of porcelain, something unseen in the poor countrymen and villagers. It wasn’t until soldiers of a rival kingdom had come to the castle, had presented a drawing, a carbon copy of the young man he had been involved with for months now, they had presented an image of their runaway prince.

Yifan had waited for the perfect chance to bring it up when he returned to his chambers that evening, waiting to bring it to light because although it breaks his heart to give up something so pure, so innocent back to the enemy, Soonyoung was not fit for Yifan’s slave life and he wouldn’t put him through that. As though Yifan’s thoughts had been audible, Soonyoung had crumbled, revealing everything that Yifan had already learned, filling in the holes with his voyage and purpose of leaving home.

He was glad that Soonyoung understood he had to return home, that Yifan could not go and that he could not stay. He was glad he didn’t have to say it aloud because Soonyoung already knew that they would see each other again no more. Yifan knows better, knows he shouldn’t defile the crown prince any further, but his body and his heart overtake his brain and give in at Soonyoung’s feeble request of lovemaking for the final time before he turns himself in in the morning.

And Yifan complies, pressing gentle, loving, lingering kisses against every inch of Sooyoung’s skin, closing his eyes, opening his ears to soak in every sweet moan of the boy beneath him with every kiss, every deep, grinding thrust Yifan delivers into his tight walls. Their movements are slow, languid and almost lazy, but there’s an underlying theme of desparation from the way Sooyoung’s nails scrabble at the skin of his back, how tight he holds Yifan and moans his name in that voice Yifan had unknowingly come to love over the months as he opens his eyes at long last, burning the image of Soonyoung’s slender, limber body glowing in the moonlight filtering in through the window, watching intently as the younger’s figure rocks against his bed. Soonyoung’s orgasm had triggered Yifan into his own as he sheathes his cock deep inside of the other, spilling his hot seed into Soonyoung’s convulsing walls. In the midst of their fluttering kisses and pants of breath mixed with sweet nothings, Yifan could have sworn the taboo word ‘love’ had fallen out of the crown prince’s kiss-swollen lips.

[w-ooozi-blog]

(ง •̀_•́)ง

Give me a time and a place. (ง •̀_•́)ง

[seokpeach]

Blind Date; Soonyoung&Seokjin

Seokjin didn’t know why he accepted, but sure thing he knww he was damn nervous. Running around his room, it had taken so much time for the male to settle on one outfit. Once he was all ready, Seokjin headed out running to the restaurant he had been told; he was already late. All the situation was just nerve wrecking, and he couldn’t expect the blind date to go well.

Arrived at the restaurant, Seokjin was rather pleased to see that the place didn’t look much fancy; it was some kind of italian restaurant, something cute and nice. At least he could thank his coworkers for being enough considerate to his budget. Yet the knot of stress was still laying in the pit of his stomach and biting down his plump lips, he made his way around the restaurant. He was supposingly looking for some cute guy, who would be sitting alone.

Unexpectedly, he found the male quickly; his bleached blonde hair were really outstanding in the middle of the black haired crowd. As Seokjin walked closed, he could feel his cheeks turning to some shade of pink, embarrassement of the situation being too big for him. Yet, he ended up standing next to the empty chair in front of the male. ‘‘ H-Hi-- I.. hope i’m not mistaken on the person-- ‘‘ Seokjin licked over his plump lips then gave out a warm smile to the male; he really wished it was indeed the male he was supposed to meet for the date.