#onepact x reader

[kcake555]

Jay Chang cake 🍰

onepact

[sukkireads]

workaholic

pairing : workaholic bf!taegyun x helper gf!reader

genre : comfort(?) smut

warning : bj!!!

note : yall i haven’t written in like over a month km. anyways onepact concert ahahah and i cant go life is great yall… life is great hahaha…totally not bawling my eyes out right now haha… + had no clue how to end this LACK OF PROOF READING 

word count : 1.4K

@sukkireads  — if you like, please comment and follow >< thank you !! requests are open !

The soft click of keyboards filled the air as you groaned. Dangling your feet over the hard couch, mindlessly scrolling through social media apps, jumping from the same few every few minutes. 

The soft hums of your boyfriend pulled your attention back to the room, strays of papers littered the floor, some scratched off, others with scrambles of words and incoherent lines. Headphones half on, knees jumping as he chews his bottom lip, staring at the split screen of lines and lyrics.

The clock read 2 AM as you sighed. He hasn't moved in the past few hours.

You shift your position on the couch, sitting up while hugging a pillow, watching your boyfriend as a white hue emits on his face.

“Tag”, you call softly, no response. 

“Taegyun,” you call again, standing up while making your way to him.

You feel his muscles tense when you rest your hands on his shoulders, finally getting his attention as he takes the headset off, turning to face you. 

“What's up?”, planting a soft kiss on the backside of your hand as you sigh, face twisted with disapproval. 

“I called you a few times.” 

The side of his lips twitched, showing off a small grin followed by an awkward chuckle, 

“Shit, I've been busy,” he tells you, resting back on his headrest, looking up to you with a smile.

“Sorry”

You hum, not sure if you really accept his apology, still resting your hand underneath his jaw, tilting his head to kiss him. 

“You're always busy…” Your words melted into the kiss, sinking into an ach deep set in his heart, an uneasy tension growing in his stomach when you pulled away with a tired gaze.

Your lips pursed as you trace his features, thumb circles his cheek to his chin, pulling his bottom lip down a bit.

“You need to rest,” you tell him softly as he closes his eyes, swallowing roughly while resting against your touch. 

“Once im done..” 

“Tag…” your voice draws flat as you turn his chair around so he is facing you.

He watches as you move on his lap, hands resting on your sides. You place yours on his shoulders, moving closer to him until your nose faintly brushes against his, your hands moving to cup his face.

“You’ll be okay if you don’t finish it now.” Placing a soft kiss against his forehead, feeling him relax against you, the grounding feeling of fingers pressing into your sides to keep you close. 

He lets out a shaky breath, leaning into you, resting his forehead against your shoulder as your fingers run loops in his blonde strands. Placing soft butterfly kisses against his skin, closing the space between you two. 

“I have to get it done,” he mutters, his words muffling against your skin as he tightens his hold on you. 

“No one is going to kill you if you take a break,” you whisper against him, kissing the skin beneath his ear as your fingers tangle into his hair with soft tugs. 

“You’ve done so much. You’ve accomplished so much for yourself and everyone around you, alright? You’re doing more than enough, you're okay. You don’t need to do it all tonight.” 

He pulls back from your grasp, fingers firmly holding you against him as he stares at you, a gaze drowning in a slow ache of exhaustion and despair, with an underlying tone of stubbornness that makes your tongue click.

“Rest,” you tell him, pressing a warm kiss against his lips.

“But-” “Rest,” you tell him, kissing down his neck.

Your arms follow, running down his chest as you sink onto the floor beneath him, hands sliding down to the waistbands of his sweats, resting against his thigh.

“Please?” 

You watch the apple of his neck bob slowly as he swallows the thick layer of sweat, leaning back into his chair while a hand reaches down to brush your hair back.

You reach for his hand, removing it from your hair, bringing it to your lips to kiss the inner side of his palm, “Please? Let me help you at least.”

He chews on his bottom lip, rubbing his face while you hold his other hand, “Fuck…im gonna get in trouble for this,” he whispers as you smile, letting go of his palm, returning to his waist. 

“It will be quick, I promise.” Pressing a kiss against his waist around the inked marks as your fingers dance around the hem of the waistband, threatening to pull it down as he groans in frustration.

“Stop teasing.”

You giggle softly, happy to see this side of your boyfriend again, as he helps you take off his sweats, groaning at the cool feeling of the air hitting his puffy tip.

You chuckle, finger tracing his length, pumping it a few times as he lets out a shaky breath, resting his head back against his chair. 

You watch the wetness of his tip drip down his length as you rub the sensitive area, spreading it around his length. 

You smile, watching your boyfriend as his fingers curl into fists, chewing the inside of his cheek, unable to look at you. 

You giggle softly, pressing a kiss against him, spreading the milky mixture around your lips, licking the tip in short strides. A soft moan of relief leaves his lips as he hisses at the feeling, bringing a hand up to his mouth.

Smiling, you kiss down his length, fingers tightening around the base with short pumps. Licking down as you further wet the area, taking him in as you groan against his length, lips tightening around him.

Cursing, he bucks his hips up, further hitting it down your throat as you move down his length. 

“Fuck…” you look up as you meet his eyes, tracing your the way your lips fit around him, how sweetly you rest below him, taking him entirely. He moans softly as you suck lightly, drool forming below his length, wetting along his vein as his hand reaches to tangle into your hair, pulling you closer as you whine.

He hisses as tears pricked your eyes as you move against his length, his hand pushing you back down, softly thrusting up into you.

You groan against his length, feeling tears roll down your cheek as he moans at the sight.

“Fuck went all day without this…” biting down on his lip, thrusting into your mouth, his own falling agape with streams of moans as he hits the back of your throat, making you cry against him, your eyes fluttering shut as he curses, feeling your throat contract around him.

“Fuck, baby, look at me, fuck please, im so..” letting out a strangled moan as you look at him with wet lashes, eyes glossy with tears streaming down your cheeks, dripping against your skin as he lets out a shaky breath, feeling himself twitch against your warm mouth. 

“Shit,” he hisses, fingers tightening around your hair as he forces your head down, nails clawing into his thighs as your eyes roll back, feeling the back of your throat painted warm with thick ropes.

His eyes shut close with curses, moaning your name while catching his breath in short, static gasps. His fingers tightly entangle in your hair as you swallow what you can, making him jerk against the chair, accidentally pushing himself further down as you let out a breath.

“Shit, sorry baby,” he groans, pulling out slowly as your nails dig further into his thigh, stabilizing yourself as white stream down the corner of your lips down your chin. Your lips form into a pout as you try to swallow the remaining mix in your mouth, making him chuckle.

You catch your breath, staring at him with a small smile as he wipes the corner of your lips, bringing his thumb to your lips for you to clean. He sighs in relief, taking his finger out with a pop as you rest against his thigh, tired.

He clicks his tongue, hand cupping your cheek, making you look up at you, “Sorry, baby, but you offered.” 

You chuckle softly, closing your eyes as he kisses your forehead, pulling you up into his lap, letting you rest your head against his chest. 

“Thank you”

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[iloveberreis]

𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱: 30/04/2026

ᯓ★ martin (cortis) ⭑ accidental post

ᯓ★ martin (cortis) ⭑ ig stories of your bf

ᯓ★ james (cortis) ⭑ ig stories of your bf

ᯓ★ maki (&team) ⭑ your bsf's friend

ᯓ★ cortis ⭑ bonding with your members

ᯓ★ maki/nicholas (&team) ⭑ your bf cheated

ᯓ★ maki (&team) ⭑ you like your bsf

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[umakemegiddy]

if anyone is interested im open for request btw... and just a tmi, i love writing based on a song so yeah...

[ratedfleur]

nsfw links | ONEPACT edition

onepact members x fem reader genre ౨ৎ explicit

[link] - one thing about jongwoo is that he always liked to make you feel small, always caging you in between him and the wall. he liked to make you feel small with his strength, always carrying you around before throwing you around in the bedroom.

[link] - jay is a handsy one so he likes to have his mouth on you, it doesn't matter where as long as he has a part of you in his mouth, constantly groping you as he's teasing you with his tongue.

[link] - it's seongmin's guilty pleasure but he always wants to make you cum using his hand at least once before he fucks you with his cock, wanting your cunt drenched with your own juices.

[link] - if TAG were to play nice, that meant that he still needed to have his hands on you, forcing you in positions he wanted you to be in.

[link] - yedam always made sure to tell you that he wanted you to ride him because he liked to have his eyes on you as you rode him, eyes fixated on your pleasured expressions.

© RATEDFLEUR — ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[kyungmintws]

hi taking requests for all and any kpop boy groups and nugu groups can do smut or fluff! i stan all bgs💜

[pandacherryblossoms]

We are going to write a smau for two groups and want to see who you guys want us to write it for. So feel free to send in some ask about groups or drop a comment on a group you want to a Smau for!!

[suminology]

maybe being forced to be an MC for one day wasn't a bad idea.

wc: 758

pairing: idol!tag x idol!reader

a/n: currently in my missing tag era, wdym it’s been 3 weeks since i’ve seen him :,) anyway, enjoy this and give me some ideas for future posts

Being told by my manager that I have to stand-in for Wonhee as an MC, wasn't how I imagined my morning to begin.

Truthfully, I always imagined this being an easy gig, but boy, was I wrong.

Everyone standing around me trying to style my clothes, do my make-up and pick the right hairstyle while I tried to memorise some of my lines. I have to apologise to Wonhee the second I see her, for managing to do this calmly every week.

I think my nerves finally went away after I realised how good the line up for today is.

Scratch that. I'm even more scared now.

Standing now in front of the big camera, trying to calm my knees down.

"You've got this." I've been repeating to myself as if NCT 127 isn't standing right next to me.

Interview with them came to the end quicker than I could imagine. I'm glad I managed to say my two lines. I'm usually not nervous around other idols, but who wouldn't around THE Kim Doyoung.

Watching all the performances in the backstage as I had nothing else to do till the winner announcement. One song in particular stood out to me.

"ONE PACT - 100!" I read to myself as I tried to recollect if I knew someone from there. As the song came to the end, I wrote it down for myself to add it to my playlist later.

Everyone now was piling up in the backstage to get on the stage. I tried to stay close to the other MCs but I lost them right away.

With at least 50 people in one small room, I couldn't help but trip over someone's leg.

Awaiting to hit the wall or the worst case possible, the floor, I was caught by something.

Or more like someone.

"Hi." I said. It was the guy from the group i saw on the TV. ONE PACT was it?

"I mean, thank you for saving me!"

"Ah no worries, are you okay?" Staring right into my soul. Woah, have I ever met those eyes?

"Yes, don't worry, just a lot of people. You know." And just like that, he put away his hands and we all moved onto the stage.

Thankfully, all my lines were projected on the small TV next to the camera. I couldn't take another embarrassment today.

After deserving win for NCT 127, we all left the stage and I couldn't be happier that this is over.

Handing over my equipment, saying goodbye to the MCs and thanking the staff members for being patient with me.

I was now heading over to my dressing room, meeting a few idols taking pictures or doing challenges with each other.

Before I could reach my dressing room, I ran into something.

Or more like someone.

"Oh, hi!" I said now to the familiar face.

"Hi. Actually this is a perfect timing." I looked at him confused.

"I was wondering if you could do a dance challenge with us!"

"Ohh, sure! Was not expecting to dance today" I was about to follow him, but he turned around for a second.

"I'm Tag by the way!"

"Y/n, nice to meet you" and here he comes with those eyes again.

Without a second to recollect, I was now standing with the rest of the guys, who all started to teach me the choreo.

As an idol myself, I was used to this and within minutes I had the choreo memorised.

I thought I would record it with Yedam, who contributed the most in showing me the choreography, but here I was standing next to Tag.

Both awaiting for the music to start.

Just to be sure, we took three takes. But it genuinely felt like 3 hours. Why am I feeling like this?

Rewatching our takes, him being too close to me to even care about what's on the phone.

As I thought this was it, biding our goodbyes and me slowly walking away, a hand stopped me.

"Hi!" I said once again, looking straight into those beautiful eyes.

"Hi"

Well this is awkward. After a few seconds he cleared his throat.

"I don't do this usually, but can i have your eh... number?"

Oh.

"Usually?" I asked more to just tease him.

"Hey" oh his smile "I'm not a playboy, trust!" And here we are, exchanging our numbers, hoping to 'collaborate' in the future.

Maybe being forced to be an MC for one day wasn't a bad idea. I really have to thank Wonhee for being sick this exact week.