⠀∬. riki fucking you in his favorite hoodie, with the perfect arch.
fem reader • nsfw / unprotected sex (p in v) swearing public sex (in his room, but the members are home) pet names praise kink pwp
愛 ── first time writing smut for riki .. i was too nervous to do this but here we are! 😅 hope u guys enjoy ♡︎.
the air was tense and hot, the only sound that could be heard outside of those walls was the tv at full volume. but inside? not so much.
inside were the obscene sounds of skin colliding against skin, a couple of suppressed moans daring to escape your lips.
your cheek was pushed against the cool leather of riki’s sofa, his black hoodie engulfing your slightly smaller frame. you had the hood of it pulled up over your head, hiding your pitiful expressions and sounds.
he, on the other hand, was doing just fine with holding back his groans. his teeth sunk into his lower lip each time you clenched around him.
his thrusts were deep and rough, his length plunging in and out at an unbearable pace.
“damn, baby,” riki exhaled sharply, throwing his head back. his fingers dug into your hips as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts.
you moaned into the sleeve of his hoodie helplessly, addicted to the feeling of his cock sliding through your walls. his hips snapped harder now, wanting to hear more of you.
without the members hearing, of course.
his breath hitched as a wet slap echoed through his room, the tv drowning out most of it.
“so fuckin’ wet, huh, princess?” he landed a harsh smack against your ass, the stinging sensation earning a strangled whine from you.
you began to push your hips back against his, your cheek still smushed against the couch’s cushion. you needed more of him, more of his skin on yours.
his cock pushed through your slick folds, your juices covering him and some rolling down your thighs.
his pace slowed a bit as he leaned back, letting you take control for a moment. his gaze shifted to your pussy, seeing it continuing to suck him back in each time your hips moved.
“mmm… you know what i like,” he hissed. your hips dragging so slowly—grinding back into him—somehow made everything more intense.
his tip pressed into the soft spot deep inside of you, a particularly loud cry slipping from you as you bury your face further into the cushion below you.
your breaths grew heavier as he sped up again, your hips still matching his pace. his hands found the edge of the hoodie, shoving it past your hips so he could see more of you.
“you okay, baby?” he chuckled, looking down at you—well, the back of your head. he could tell you were struggling to get any air with that hood on, but it turned you on.
he leaned down, slowly peeling the hood back to reveal your very messy bun, along with the side of your face—sweaty and fucked out.
“breath, mamas,” riki mumbled, his hand rubbing your lower back in slow circles.
you let out a shaky breath, your lips parting as you panted quietly.
“c-can’t take it—“ you gasp, feeling him slam up into you once before continuing his steady pace. he used the hoodie as leverage instead of your hips now, pulling you back again.
he huffed, the sides of his lips curving up into a smirk. “bullshit… look how this pussy’s taking me.”
you whimper at his words, your sounds almost louder than the tv now.
the voices of the members seemed closer as some of them walked past the door, oblivious to what you and riki were up to.
you quickly clasped your hand over your mouth, letting your teeth graze your palm as you bit down on the skin.
you heard riki chuckle behind you, his hips moving faster as he pounded into you.
“what? don’t want them hearing how good i make you feel?”
your eyes rolled back as you felt your stomach tighten as his tip pressed against your cervix, coaxing your orgasm out of you.
“s-shut up, and make me cum—“ you managed to whisper, another laugh leaving riki’s lips as he kept fucking you.
and that’s exactly what he did.
your release gushed out past the brim, dripping on the leather material—some of it covering his length.
you both moaned at once, his cock driving into you as he came, the warmth of his cum spilling inside you.
“fuuck,” a drawn out moan fell from riki’s lips as he slowed down, his dick still dragging along your walls gently.
“i don’t know… i might have to fuck you in my hoodie more often.”
Sucking on yuyu's fingers while he fucks you quick and hard because he has a make up crew waiting for him just outside the door!!
OH GOODNESS the way his hips would smack against yours but he has to try and muffle the sound?? sighhh
ᢉ𐭩 ( jyh ) fem reader nsfw / swearing, established relationship, fingers/hands (all that good stuff), public sex (?), dirty talk, unprotected sex!
yunho had your thighs wrapped around his waist, hips moving faster than either of you could think. his cock plunged deep into your walls, hard and quick.
“mmph— yun—“ your whines came out muffled as drool dribbled down your chin and around his fingers. he groans into your neck before there’s another knock on the dressing room door.
“yunho? are you ready?” the stylist asked softly, not even realizing what was occurring on the other side of that door.
he stifles a moan, “j-just a minute!”
your lips wrap around his thick fingers as you continue to suck on them, trying your best to swallow back your moans.
yunho looked down to where his hips met yours—your clit swollen and puffy from how hard he was thrusting. your arousal dripped down him and onto the couch.
he groaned deep in his chest, low and quiet. “such a good pussy, baby. you like being fucked like this? my fingers in your mouth?”
you nodded your head quickly, too afraid to speak.
his other hand came to grip your hip, squeezing hard enough to leave a bruise there. he pulled your hips against his, fucking into you harder.
you gasped, throwing your head back in pleasure. “oh f-fuck—“
his fingers slipped from your lips, now wrapped around your chin as he made you look at him once more.
“yeah?” he smirked. “gonna cum with the crew right outside? probably listening to those pretty moans?”
that only pushed you closer to the edge, your pussy clenching around him as he teased you. he shuddered, his head dropping against your shoulder again.
“we’ll be waiting when you’re ready, yunho.” the stylist spoke again suddenly. “are you okay?”
“f-fine!” he stuttered out. “i’m fine.”
you clenched around him again—purposely—feeling his hips stutter.
“oh, you little—“ he huffed out a laugh before grunting into your skin, his length reaching deeper as he continued thrusting.
˶ˊᜊˋ˶ : hoped you liked this ! ^^ tried my best to tailor it to your request
Can’t stop thinking about yunho angry fucking you because he lost in a video game >o<
recently saw a reel about this grrrr.. i need angry yunho in my bed rn.
ᢉ𐭩 ( jyh ) fem reader nsfw / swearing, established relationship, rough sex, dirty talk, unprotected (don’t do it!!), petnames, degradation.
his hips slammed into yours repeatedly, the sound of it bouncing off the walls and nearly drowning out the volume of your moans. yunho had your face buried in the pillows as he took you from behind, one of his hands gripping yours and pinning them to your back.
“yunho— oh my— fuck,” you cried out, tightly squeezing your eyes shut. “i can’t— i can’t take it.”
you clenched around him—hard enough to make his hips stutter as you tried to wiggle away.
“mm-mm, come back here, baby. don’t you run from me,” yunho groaned, fingers digging into your hips as he pulled you back against him harder. a sharp gasp left your lips as his cock touched that spot deep inside your walls.
he never went easy when he was upset. especially when he lost a game—he was like a whole different person. he’d just take off his headset, find you in your spot on the bed, flip you how he wanted you and fucked you into the mattress until he was satisfied.
“c’mon, baby, you like this don’t you?” he grinned slowly, his hand landing a stinging slap to your ass. “you like being my little fucktoy? like when i use this pussy however i please?”
you couldn’t even respond—too dazed to remember your own name. he continued pounding into your sopping hole, moaning as he felt you leak down his length.
yunho hissed, “look at that.. stupid little cunt’s just dripping everywhere. you couldn’t wait to see me lose, huh?”
you whined as he gripped your ass harshly, fingernails digging into your soft skin while he spread you open. his hips never slowed, his thick cock dragging in and out of you.
“j-just wanna cum..” you sob into the pillows, hips still wriggling around in his hold.
“mhm, bet you do, nasty girl.” he said softly, leaning down to place a small kiss on your shoulder.
uhmm hi !!! so...maybe mingi/yunho/wooyoung with a sensitive reader that can't handle it and cums a lot sksksks pwease
hii bb! wasn’t sure if you wanted me to pick or do all three.. so im just doing all three :>
ᢉ𐭩 ( jyh , smg , jwy ) fem reader nsfw / swearing, established relationship, reader cums more than usual, pet names, sensitivity, pure smut.
YUNHO
“f-fuck, baby— you can’t keep clenching like that.” yunho groaned into your neck, his hips stuttering for a moment before continuing their brutal pace.
your nails clawed at his back, leaving behind red lines as you cried out.
“babe— mmh— i can’t..”
yunho gripped your hips a little more roughly, his pace not even faltering even after you said you couldn’t take it all. he looked down between the both of you to see your arousal and cum covering his length and his abdomen.
he grunted under his breath, pounding into you to see more of it come out—and to possibly make you cum again.
“yun—“ you gasped, eyes watering as your walls sucked him in, coating him more and more with each glide.
“mm, look at that,” he panted, slowing down a bit to catch the sight of your cum glistening on his cock, the base of it covered with a white ring.
you tried to catch your breath before he sped up again, pulling another release from you. but much more than what you thought would come out.
“t-too much—!” you squealed, your thighs caging around his hips as you tried to close up.
“no, princess,” he gripped both of your legs, pushing your knees to the bed while his hand came to rub your swollen clit. “you can take it. take it all for yuyu.”
and, oh, you did.
before either of you could blink again, your walls began spasming around yunho’s length, more of your cum leaking onto him as he pulled out slowly.
it poured onto the bed, some of it still clinging to yunho.
“damn.” he mumbled, watching it dribbled down between your legs.
you whined, voice hoarse, “i’m all sticky now.. i told you it was too much.”
yunho laughed, bending down to kiss your cheek, “my sensitive girl.”
MINGI
mingi’s hands gripped both sides of your hips, hard enough to bruise as he slammed into you. the speed of his hips had your eyes rolling, your thighs trembling around his waist.
his lips pressed against your neck as he buried his face there, groaning lowly.
his length was reaching spots inside of you that you didn’t even know existed, his tip continuously h touching that soft spot that made you weak.
“t-too much—“ you whimpered hoarsely, your hands clinging onto his biceps with all their might.
“no,” he panted. “just take it.”
you threw your head back, a string of moans leaving you as mingi continued pounding into you. each time he slammed in, your previous release coated him even more, some dripping in between your legs.
“fuck, you’re so good for me—“ he praised, his lips leaving a peck against the sensitive skin below your ear.
you couldn’t speak—couldn’t respond to him the way you wanted to. the movement of his hips had you gasping for air, gripping onto him as tight as you could.
“mingi, i really can’t—“ the knot in your stomach grew tighter, your walls squeezing enough to halt his movements—but they didn’t. he pushed through as much as he could.
“you can, pretty… make a mess all over this cock,” his hand came to grip your jaw, his lips crashing onto yours. the kiss was messy—your tongues colliding, lips barely moving in sync.
by the time mingi pulled away, you were letting out a loud whine, your orgasm hitting you harder than you could possibly handle. cum leaked onto his thighs and sheets, coating the base of his dick.
he moaned once he looked down, seeing his length covered in nothing but your juices and cum as he continued to move in and out slowly.
“good fucking girl.”
WOOYOUNG
wooyoung laid back on the couch, his legs spread wide as you bounced on him, your hands resting on his chest. but you being on top didn’t mean you had control, nor did it mean he’d be gentle with you.
his hips moved faster than yours, thrusting up into you like he had no patience. which he didn’t.
he moaned in sync with you, his own pace had him just as delirious as you were. the grip he had on your thighs made it obvious.
“mmm, im so deep.. you feel that?” he teased, the corners of his lips curling up into a sly smirk. he knew you were too weak to say anything, too sensitive, so he sped up.
you cry out, “woo—!”
“what?” he laughs. “is it too good? hm?”
his gaze turned to where you both were connected, your juices flowing out on to his length and pooling at the base of his cock. his thrusts had it splashing everywhere, the squelching growing louder and louder.
“i’m gonna—“ you whimper out, not able to finish your sentence. wooyoung’s hands move to your hips, guiding their movements.
“then cum, go ahead.”
your body collapsed on top of his as your orgasm hit you, cum dripping onto his stomach. you lay limp against his chest as he continued to thrust up, your walls clenching around him.
“open up for me, baby.. let mr feel you.” he whispered, still feeling your release drip on him.
“‘s too much, please—“ you whined, burying your face into his neck. wooyoung couldn’t help but continue, regardless of your pleas. he loved seeing you so fucked out, so sensitive that you couldn’t even stop him if you really wanted to.
“all that fuckin’ cum and you want me to stop?” he huffed out another laugh, his hands tightening on your waist.
your boyfriend coming home with a little more pierced than just his ears..
fem reader nsfw / face-sitting, swearing, pet names, physical touch, kissing, oral (fem receiving), light spanking.
˶ˊᜊˋ˶ : shout out to @lustras and my baby ava @kazamuras , this one’s for you ladies 😈
heeseung had been whining to you for weeks about being bored with his appearance and wanting something new. it was so sudden—you weren’t sure why he started saying things like that. he’d dyed his hair multiple times and with a face like his, how could he be bored?
you weren’t sure, but you gave him a few suggestions like a small tattoo, maybe a new haircut—but those ideas didn’t seem to catch his attention. so he created an idea of his own.
he’d told you earlier that week, that he had an appointment with a piercer. someone local, someone with pretty high reviews.
you kept asking him what he was getting done, but he never answered. he just kissed your temple, smiling down at you.
“you’ll see, babe.”
well, today was the day that you’d see. heeseung had been gone for a few hours, texting you that he would be home soon, so in the meantime, you prepped a meal for him.
as you chopped up some vegetables, you heard the sound of keys jingling in the door, indicating that he was home. he took off his shoes by the door before heading into the kitchen where you were.
you put the knife down, turning toward him.
“hey baby,” his voice came out muffled under the black mask he had on.
“hi..” you smiled slowly, your eyebrows lifting in anticipation.
you could tell that he was grinning under the mask before his hand came up to peel it off.
before he could speak, you saw it—the shimmering stud embedded in his nose, the skin around it still slightly red and fresh.
your jaw dropped, “babe—“
“you like it?” he smirked, taking the mask off completely and throwing it on the counter.
you walked toward him to get a better look, your hands coming to rest on his face to bring his head closer to you.
“what the hell, lee…” you mumbled, your eyes locked on the piercing, clearly loving the sight.
“it’s different, huh?” he said before leaning down to peck your lips.
you bit your lip slightly as he pulled away, grinning. “a good different. it’s so pretty.”
he chuckled, arms sliding around your waist now.
“your little obsession with my nose is gonna be a whole lot worse now.”
“damn right it is.” you murmured, leaning in to kiss him again.
“you wanna see something else?” his face was inches away from yours now.
you hummed in response, smiling.
and slowly but surely, he parted his lips, sticking out his tongue to reveal another piercing—shimmering against the pink flesh.
your eyes widened, feeling your skin go warm at the sight alone.
he smiled, all smug and proud of himself. “something wrong, love?”
you glared up at him—though you weren’t actually mad—it was just a little frustrating when heeseung would tease, even if it was playful.
and now was not the time for teasing.
“you can have something else for dinner.” you huffed as you tugged him by his hand, heading for your shared bedroom.
“oh?” he laughed deeply.
inside of your bedroom, the door was cracked open slightly as you shimmied out of your sweatpants and underwear, heeseung leaned back on his elbows against the bed, eyes lidded as he watched you undress quickly.
“desperate, are we?” he snorted.
“shut up.” you grumbled, climbing onto him, your thighs on each side of his head.
“let’s see if that piercing works just as good as it looks.” you flash him a taunting smile, grabbing a handful of his strands to bring him closer to your heat.
he didn’t even respond—he couldn’t. he just held onto your thighs, tugging his lip in between his teeth before reaching up to devour you.
his tongue ran between your folds, testing the waters. a shiver went up your spine as you settled further against his mouth.
he kept doing so until he gave up on his teasing, rolling the ball of the piercing against your clit.
“oh fuck—“ a moan slipped from you, your thighs clenching around his head.
“mm-mm,” he slapped your thigh lightly. “open.”
“but—“ you shuddered as his tongue continued rolling over your bud, the cool stud following each glide.
his hands gripped your thighs a little more harsh this time, pulling them open himself.
“you wanted this, princess. so take it.” he mumbled against you before his lips latched around your clit, sucking harshly.
you threw your head back, hand gripping his hair again as you panted.
he let go of it, switching to plunge his tongue into your sopping entrance while his nose—broad and unrelenting—pressed flush against your clit.
“f-fuck, right there—!” you whimpered, his tongue fucking into you at a steady pace. your hips rocked forward, wanting to take matters into your own hands.
but heeseung wasn’t having that. his hands grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing greedily as he forced you to move at his pace.
“pussy’s so good, baby.. keep riding my tongue just like that,” he mumbled, eyebrows furrowing as he kept his pace, twisting his tongue here and there.
you whined, leaning forward to feel his nose brushing against against you again.
“h-hee, i think i’m gonna—“
he smacked your ass, a little harsher than he intended but it earned a moan from you anyway.
“paint it, pretty girl.” heeseung groaned into you, the vibrations from his voice making you shiver.
he flattened his tongue one more time, grinding you against it as you felt that tight knot in your stomach.
“ride my face ‘til this stud’s drowning in you.”
you moaned helplessly at his words, still moving your hips until you couldn’t hold your orgasm in any longer.
your pussy leaked all over his tongue, and the diamond stud, coating it just like he wanted you to.
you gripped the headboard as you kept cumming, your body going limp for a few seconds.
“that’s it.. good girl,” heeseung licked his glistening lips, your juices all over them and running down his chin.
your thighs trembled around his head as you closed your eyes, humming in content.
hee smiled up at you, tapping your leg playfully. “still with me, princess?”
you opened your eyes slowly, sighing with a smile spreading across your face.
having just a bit of freedom—away from your duties, your court, your castle. freedom with him.
( sjy ) fem reader smut / swearing, unprotected sex, prince x princess, praise kink (?), pet names , established relationship.
💭 : prince jake is my roman empire.
the sun had barely risen, but you were already outside of the castle. barefoot and wrapped in jake’s cloak, your giggles filling the quiet morning.
“this is so bad, jake.” you grip his arm as he helps you onto his horse. he smiled up at you, reaching to adjust the cloak around your body. “it’s not bad if we deserve it.”
jake pulled himself atop of the horse, reaching back to grab your hands as you wrapped yourself around him tightly.
“hold on, princess.”
you rested your cheek against his back, feeling the muscles flex under your cheek as you rode through the woods. hooves quiet against the moss, the air cool and damp around you.
jake didn’t say much—he didn’t have to. his presence alone, was enough.
you rested your eyes, listening to the sounds of the forest—birds, light breeze.
and then, the sound of a stream.
a slither of water shimmered in the distance, mist covering the top of it. the trees surrounding it like it was the most sacred place, just for the two of you.
“you brought me to your spot?”you whispered, sliding off of the horse carefully.
“our spot.” he said, taking your hand and leading you to the water.
you tossed his cloak to the side, following him to where he was already standing waist deep in the water, arms open.
you dip your foot in, gasping at the chill.
“c’mon, i’ll warm you up,” jake beckoned you in, his arms still wide open with that warm smile.
you swam into him, your legs finding his waist as he holds you against his chest.
his lips brush your jawline as you look around behind him, taking in the early morning scenery.
“wish i could stay with you like this forever. no crown. no ball dancing every friday evening. just you—naked and wet—in my arms.” he mumbled into your skin.
you laugh, slapping his chest lightly. “jake.”
“i’m serious,” he caught your wrist, kissing it softly. “royalty’s a pain in the ass.”
you hummed in agreement, settling into the water and melting into his body.
“there’s no rules out here,” he spoke again, his hand cradling your jaw as you looked up at him. “just you, me, and the river.”
he leaned in, kissing you—slow and wet. droplets from the river run down your skin as you arch into him.
his lips brush the sensitive spot just between your neck and ear, pulling a gasp from you.
“j-jake, what if—“
“no one can see us out here.. just you and me, sweet girl.” he said quietly, already lifting your hips to let them rock forward.
you wrap your arms around his neck, bracing yourself as he pulled your hips closer. you reached between the both of you, gripping his length and guiding it into you.
“oh fuck,” jake shivered, voice cracking as he pushed all the way in.
you bite your lip, holding back your moans as you rest your forehead against his.
“no one can hear us, right?” you panted. jake shook his head, mumbling an incoherent response.
“good.”
you clench around his length, impatiently rolling your hips once more.
jake grunts softly, grabbing your hips with both hands before driving into you beneath the water, the splashing barely audible over the sound of your moans.
his thrusts are non-stop—wet skin slapping as his length slides against your walls.
“you feel so fucking good,” he moaned against your lips. “you always do, but out here—baby, out here, you’re gonna kill me with this pussy.”
you whimper in response, your head falling back as he hits that spot deep inside of you, burying himself to the hilt each time.
“jake—“
“mm-mm,” he presses your body against his, holding you tighter as you try to wriggle away. “don’t run from it. take it—take me just like that, sweet girl.”
you could feel your thighs shake underneath the water, your whines growing louder.
“you’re mine,” he breathes heavily, voice coming out hoarse. “not the kingdom’s. not the court’s. mine.”
your nails scratch at his damp shoulders, your climax hitting you harder than it should’ve.
jake held you through it, kissing your cheek as your whines died down slowly.
“you’re so perfect. every time.” he murmurs into your hair, kissing the top of your head.
