#ot9

[yum-nyang]

NICHOLAS (+ teamies): back to life | inkigayo

[dailytwice]

✧*:･ﾟ10 Years with TWICE *:･ﾟ✧

[twicesonce]

TWICE THIS IS FOR, 2025

[andyumas]

birthday present.

&t hard thoughts.

contents; &t x you(seperate), smut smut, hard thoughts, afab!reader, femme!reader.

warnings; straight smut, mediocre writing, mentions of kinks, rough sex (like 2 of em).

EUIJOO.

- the type of guy to beam a warm smile your way once you hand him his new bag, the sparkle of his big eyes meeting your own gentle stare. it made your heart flutter with that sense of happiness. that undeniable love. he was handsome, even when he clumsily tried to tug the strap over his head.

- "how do I even thank you?" followed by a gentle press of his lips to your shoulder from behind, hands slipping down to your hips with an unhurried attitude. like it wasnt doing things to you.

- youre laid back onto your satin sheets in no time, palms up as you basked under his heated stare. those familiarly bright eyes now tinged with a hurried coldness. then your clothes slide up, nothing under his shirt but your beautiful skin on display. god, you always made his birthday such a memoral day.

- euijoos slow at first, fingers sliding between your legs and easing into you with practiced ease. he's kissing your collarbone like he owes you his life, whispering and muttering quiet praises. "im gonna make you feel so good.." "just let me thank you." "can you take it for me?"

- when hes inside hes fast, sloppy and messy with uneven thrusts. high off your body and the way you grab for his shoulders– missionary was always ej's favorite. the feeling of you wrapped around him with the sight of your head tossed back in pleasure. not to mention the fact you hugged him every 2 seconds. it made his heart flutter with something more than just satisfaction.

- he cums deep inside, gasping against your nape like a virgin– pleading and praying against your skin with hot and heavy breaths. "fuck, you feel so good..." hes almost whining it, eyebrows hooked down in disbelief at how perfect you were for him. hes trembling by the third round, acting as if the overstimulation wasnt his choice. like he didnt whimper into your mouth for more. like he wasnt grinding into you repeatedly, practically devouring your mouth with his own in pure desperation.

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FUMA.

- hes the kind of boyfriend who'd be so unsubtle with what he wants. flashes you big grins when you pass a shopping mart filled with Pokémon collectibles. he'd stop and stare at displays, sometimes even drag you inside videogame stores to nerd out for a solid 40 minutes.

- when you hand him his new gengar plushie, he gasped, practically dropping his phone onto his desk and snatching it from you in no time. a beat later he'd invite you onto his lap, seat you neatly onto his thighs and kiss your cheeks until they were flushed with embarrassment. "thankyou thankyou, thankyou!!" hed chirp, beaming like a child in a candy store.

- kissing turned into making out. making out turned into soft grinding on his thigh, your shorts hiding nothing behind the soft fabric. then hes moaning softly against your shoulder, the plush discarded on the desk– faced away for "privacy". as if you hadnt shoved your face into multiple of them while fuma took you from behind.

- in no time, you bent over his desk, hands lazily draped over the cool wood, his keyboard shoved aside and your shirt hiked up far enough for your tits to press against the structure. fuma took his time fingering you, just his middle, crooking it upwards and pressing when you begged a little more. when your voice turned into a soft plea of whispers. "right there, mmh?" "cmon, say it for me.." "does it feel good?"

- then hes inside, fast, yet meassured, one hand gripping the back of your neck while the other keeps your back arched down for him. "thankyou..." he whispers every now and then. you had no clue if it was for the sex or the plush, but hearing the echoed groans fuma gave made you tremble a little harder. skin slapping skin fills his room, the lights still on and plush knocked onto its side just ahead of you.

- when he cums he lets his head tip back, eyes squeezing shut and abs flexing as he jolts in and out of your ruined cunt. you were dripping, your thighs twitching and forehead pressed to fumas desk with exhaustion.

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K.

- you hand him his new outfit you'd chosen specially for your date, baring a wide smile and meeting his low gaze. k hugged you close, cheesing as he chirped a happy "thank you, love." and pressed a quiet kiss to the top of your head. lanky fingers slid to your waist, clutching gently.

- now you sat beside one another. thighs barely touching under the kitchen island's countertop, food untouched and wine glasses half-empty. yours stained with lip gloss. k smiled like youd just met, wearing that outfit you chose. "you look beautiful." hed hum, resting his cheek into his palm as he stared you down.

- lazy, drunk kisses swept into him pressing you against the couches rough leather, slender fingers tangling into your hair and tugging you gently closer. more. k needed more. he pressed his hips to your own, scoffing a soft laugh when you reached up to grab for his shoulders. he grinded lazily down, sucking in sharp inhales with every clench of your jaw.

- his brand new button-up was half undone, prestine pants unzipped and yanked hastily down to his thighs. k held you close, your legs folded over his own now, hand reached down as you stroked neatly. simply. "like that beautiful..." hed whisper. "faster." youd follow. it was hypnotizing to hear, let alone do as he said.

- moaning turned into soft panting against your tits, his face pressed there and posture weak while you rode him. shoulders slouched and legs manspread greedily under you. beautiful hair untouched and still neatly styled. k was deep inside, jolting his own hips up every now and then– needy for friction. "fuck.." hed whine.

- hed cum hard, gasping and kissing against your collarbone, leaving marks behind while he hummed soft curses against your skin. trying his hardest to seem unaffected at the warmth in your touches. the way you slid your fingertips against the bottom of his jaw like a sweet, sweet melody. "happy birthday, k."

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NICHO.

- you meekly handed a pair of new jeans over to him, sneaking up behind him while he unpacked from work. an initial laugh crossed his features, a soft scoff of happiness once he unfolded them. adorned with baby pink details. his favorite. he'd eyed them a little too long a month or so ago at some shop, you kept them on your watch list.

- almost immediately nicho would scamper off to try them on, only returning with a cheesy smile and the brightest look you've ever seen in his eyes. also, shirtless! adorning nothing but those damn jeans. that rested low on his hips, framing his form with a heated underlining.

- of course he'd notice you looking. he'd grin evil and tug you closer, humming something soft against your ear. kiss the side of your jaw and give a teasingly hard grab at your waist. just enough to make you jump in your skin.

- nicho wasnt bothered to take his time, not when you'd gifted him something he eye-fucked everytime he passed it. "thats it.. good.." he'd whisper from above, those same jeans undone and a little crooked on his hips– a single hand reached down to grab the back of your head. on your knees. youd wrap your lips a little further around him, eyes pricked with tears and fingers twitching against his thighs. "a little faster." hed command. youd obey like a dog in heat.

- your throat wasnt enough to finish him off, let alone enough for him to thank you. you deserved it after all. the wall was cool against your bare back, thighs aching and trembling under nicho's hold. his fingers would press hard against the soft skin of your thighs, his face pressed into your nape and teeth rough where they bit against your pulse point. husky breaths and heavy moans echoed through your apartment, his movements sloppy and slow. agonizingly slow.

- hed cum with a low groan against your shoulder, his hair a fuzzier mess from your own grabbing– voice low and laced with a whiny tone. "please." hed croak, barely peering up with the most desperate 'fuck me' eyes youd ever seen. "can we keep going.."

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YUMA.

- the typa boyfriend who'd beg you not to get him a gift. yuma just wanted a relaxing night. movies and dinner, cuddling on the couch. something to soothe his usual insomnia. when you handed him a disc for one of his new favorite games, he looked at you like you were some sort of ghost. eyes wide and a mix of awe/frustration.

- "i told you i didnt want anything!" youd laugh, nestle your face against the back of his neck and kiss there gently. "i wanted to spoil you." hed turn and yank you into his chest, nudging his glasses further onto his nose with the help of your head. "ill spoil you back then.."

- movie night was a go. however, even after he swore to keep it "chill", yuma still somehow ended up between your thighs under the blanket. the tv long forgotten as he hooked his middle finger past your panties and tugged them gently aside. welcoming himself with a small giggle. "so pretty." hed whisper, peering up past his lashes to grin evil at your flustered face. then he slid his finger inside of you, melting at the sight of your face contorting.

- fingering turned into eating, his mouth latched around your clit and tongue flicking angrily. fast and rough. fingers moving just as messy between your thighs. wet and sloppy. the tv practically drowned out past the sounds of sex. "mmh– keep whining.." hed moan, muffled past the sound of your cunt, hair a silky mess over his eyes when your thighs hooked tighter around his face.

- yuma barely got the chance to sit up after you came, chin glistening and lips a little pinker than before. youd yank him close, slam your lips together and press for more. for better. his sweats held no restrain past your grabbing hands and flustered tugging. "more.." you whined into his kisses, clenching around nothing when he laughed back through a single breath. sliding inside was like heaven, his hands nesting against your chest– one palm moving to wrap around your throat while the other held your ribs.

- usually, yuma would last a good hour at best. tonight? nothing more than 10 minutes. hed fuck you fast and hard, watching you sob under him– meekly clawing at his wrist, begging and croaking past broken moans. "gonna.. ruin you." hed gasp into your mouth once he came, stilling with his hips pressed against your own, fingers pressing harder against your skin.

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JO.

- soft-spoken is jo's biggest trait. hed smile quietly when you handed him a new sketchbook, a special one with proper watercolor paper. as well as a pair of new glasses, the arms lined with small stones that shimmered under the right lighting. "thank you, beautiful." hed hum calmly, standing from his bed and hugging you close. gently against his chest. like you were the most precious thing in this entire god damn world.

- then hed sit you down with him, playful banter and soft giggles when you folded your thighs over his own. welcomingly warm with love. hed kiss your shoulder, those brand new glasses framing his eyes like a canvas. "they look good on you!" youd tease, a hand sliding into his hair and pushing his bangs back into place. "do they?" hed kiss you again. watch your cheeks warm and lashes flutter.

- sex wasnt a huge part of your relationship, really. sometimes itd be two rounds for the single month, sometimes just lazy riding whenever he was tired. but today was different. the small kissing and teasing escalated, jo's own cheeks warming and eyebrows knitting down as he focused. hed laid you down, kissed against your jaw, your throat, down to your chest. where you whined everytime he hummed against your skin.

- slowly, he pressed his hips against your own, sweats tented and grinding lazily against you. far from his usual nervousness to start anything. "jo.." youd moan into the crisp air, room dimly lit and growing ever so heavier. "right there." you guided, watching the way he seemed to melt right into you.

- clothes weren't much of a barrier once he stripped you both down, nothing but your panties left between you both. "..may i?" jo would hum against your jaw, peering up at your tipped back head and flushed expression. "please." youd whisper. then hed press, grind and move up and down continuously. moaning softly into your skin with every twitch of his length against the fabric of your panties. "..fuck."

- missionary was his usual favorite, i mean why wouldnt it be? hed fuck you raw and watch every beautiful face you made in return. but taking you from behind felt right tonight. so he did. jo fucked you hard, for once, hard enough that you gripped the sheets like a lifeline. every moan was low and long, drawn out between short-lived whines until he came. hesitant, at first, he managed to whimper out softly against your back. "inside..?" you nodded furiously. stilling and arching your back further when he pressed deeper one last time.

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HARUA.

- hed be fashionably late to his own birthday, honestly. come home nearing midnight and flick on the light to see you sat on the kitchen counter. a cake in a box at your side, a present wrapped under pretty bows and a tiny box. just new jewlery. harua would bounce over excitedly, place himself between your thighs and kiss every inch of your face. "sorry im so late," hed smile innocently, fingers landing gently over your thighs, smile warm and gentle. "traffic. is this for me?"

- watching him open his present was one thing, seeing him slide the rings over his fingers was another. nails perfectly painted, the silver metal framing his pale skin like a promise. you eyed them more than the necklace he wrapped around his neck, harua noticed.

- teasing kisses and flustered whispers were passed, soon harua dragged you to your shared bedroom. landing you both comfortably onto the sheets. prestinely made for what couldve been a movie night. his kisses were desperate, not hungry, more needy. deeper and heavier, almost as if he was begging you to take control over it all. your tongues met and slid together, eyes low and half-lidded until you wound up on your back, his frame covering over yours.

- the jewlery really seemed to come in hand. the feeling of his knuckles riding down your stomach sent shivers up every inch of you. the cold metal caught on your skin, haruas own gaze following his movements. teasing every inch of you. like you were precious. "moan for me." he whispered softly, far from demanding. hed watch your lashes flutter, hed watch your lips part and breathing catch in your throat when he nestled his fingers inside of you. rua loved this. watching you fall apart under him. he crooked a finger up, smiling when you whined.

- when hes fucking you it switches. like some sort of lightswitch goes off in him. he'll be teasing and mean one second, and fall apart the next. a moaning and whining puddle beneath you. sometimes hed cry. like now. harua hovered over you still, palms gripping the pillowcase beside either side of your head, cheeks glistening with soft tears. his hips stuttered and slowed everytime he sunk deeper, his lips trembling alongside your own broken moans. it felt heavenly really. "please...fuck, please." hed pant indirectly, squeezing his eyes shut to focus.

- and when he cums? its messier than most. hed shove himself over you, chest to chest as he bit onto your shoulder. grounding himself while his hips trembled and stammered to press deeper. harder. harua would cry into your skin, youd claw at his back, your legs wrapped greedily around his waist and nudging him impossibly closer.

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TAKI.

- this hoe would spoil his own present. hes clingy, hes never happy with being apart from you. so the day his birthday rolls around, hes already sniffed out his own present and finds himself trying on a new matching couple sweater youd bought a month ago. did you not hide it good enough? "happy birthday." you scoffed when you walked up behind him in the bathroom of your shared apartment, rolling your eyes when he beamed back.

- demanding you to put on your own, taki practically yanked you into your room– hustling to snatch the matching sweater out and tug it over your form. "we look perfect." hed smile. youd laugh and place yourself onto his lap. "youre cute." "am i?" giggling, youd kiss his cheek. "always."

- playfully close kissing slid into touching, his teasing words finding their way under your skin and leaving you beyond flustered. taki had singlehandedly figured out how to tick you off in every way possible. not his only perks. a hand met your stomach, gliding down painfully too slow. like he had every means to draw this out.

- taki focused your lips on his, humming with satisfaction when you whined, your legs spread wide and back pressed to his chest. it felt perfect, the way his fingers slid into you with ease. two was easy, a third sent a shiver up your spine. you moaned open-mouthed into his kisses, eyebrows furrowing when he curled his fingers just right.

- again, hes inside. youre placed on his lap, back arched forwards as he gets probably the perfect view of you riding him. the best birthday present ever, really. running a hand through his hair, taki stifled a groan and held back the urge to press up whenever you slid off him. "fuck.. fuck." hed moaned softly, free hand coming to place itself on your lower back.

- he refused to cum unless he saw your face. let alone watch your own eyes roll back with satisfaction. "youre gonna take it.." he whispered against the back of your neck, one hand holding your head tipped back so he could watch every expression. deeper. faster. somehow harder. you bit your lip everytime eye contact was made, watching his lashes flutter and his lips part in heavy breaths. then taki came, pressing himself as close as possible and simultaneously stuttering his hips lazily back and forth.

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MAKI.

- i can't come up with a birthday gift for him, but i can imagine hed hug you tighter than ever. kiss your forehead and tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. classic boyfriend shit. eventually letting his lips find your jawline, then your cheek. youd giggle, hed beam back, hands still clutching the gift while you pressed yourself a tad closer.

- he didnt initiate anything. he thought the gift would be enough, really, even just admiring it in his lap was far enough. but when you replaced it with yourself, thighs wrapping over makis own, he couldn't just say no..

- the kisses began again, peppered down your cheeks and to your neck– sweetly slow and gentle. like careful caresses of love. in reality, you were more than enough. a gift was too much, practically. but feeling you slide your palms to his chest was enough to want more. maki rocked you back and forth along his thigh, smiling evil when you winced and leaned your head onto his shoulder weakly.

- clothing made their way off easily, his hands sliding to your hips and his head tilting so his lips met your ear. "youre doing good.." a small whine left your lips, ripped from your throat and returned to maki like he owned you. "you like that?" hed whisper again, grinning when you nodding furiously against his chest. his hands slid lower, fingertips meeting the bottom of your bare thighs now. "wanna take it for me, pretty?"

- his teasing was enough to make you cry. matter of fact, you were. placed in his lap, one leg loosely hanging from where you sat, the other held up by makis firm palm. the biting stung your shoulder, buzzing up your spine and making you shudder when his fingers slid deeper. knuckles meeting your skin. "there you go." hed coo, scoffing a soft laugh when your thighs trembled a little more. when you cried a little harder for him.

- maki didnt need to be inside to finish. rather, he didnt need to go further at all. watching you take his fingers was, again, more than enough. but the way you begged had maki panting a little harder against the back of your neck. clumsily, he tugged himself out, barely giving you the chance to adjust before hed tugged you up and onto him properly. "fuck.." hed groan into your shoulder, shuddering when you fell apart over him. itd be awhile before he finished, let alone give either of you a break. round after round after round.

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I am in no way labeling any of the teamies to these hard thoughts, nor do I have any intent of shaping their image around this post. This is for gooning factors strictly, please do NOT spread any sort of obsessive behavior over this.

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[dejavu-mp3]

Even if it’s the same ending every time, I will keep running towards you

thank you ot9 💙

[gangmong]

CRAVITY Awake, 2026

[astroyosei]

ot9 &team smut headcanons bc i'm horny <3

𓊆 no poly setting or member x member. only 1 member x fem. reader. varying sub/ dom dynamics i'm a switch lmao 𓊇

warnings/ content: mommy & noona kink, oral (f & m rec.), dryhumping, riding, anal play (m. rec, with fingers), overstimulation (f. rec) and crying from it, creampie, licking & biting, cumming in pants (m), babymaking kink, body worship (f & m rec) , fingersucking (f rec)<3

K

he wants his baby to behave good, and he'll mercilessly deny the pleasure from you if he thinks you didn't:( what do you mean you can't make him happy:( if he doesn't ask much from you anyway:( although listening to your desperate whining for him and his cum, he leaves his own plans and gives you everything you desire that night. He doesn't have a heart to say no when you look up at him sooo sweetly, eyelashes fluttering and such a pretty mouth in pout, he's a weak man. The night will end with his 3 creampies in your pussy, bitemarks & his saliva all over your skin everywhere ♡

Nico

Pushing both his thumb and tongue into your mouth at the same time. Stimulating you much more this way than with his tongue alone. He wants to see you desperate, bucking your hips up for him needily, and with hunger for him in your eyes. He'll overstimulate your pussy later too out of love and attentive nurturing, he thinks you deserve the whole world - including everything and the most he can give to you🙂‍↕️ he'll cradle you in his arms after lovemaking, hugging your shoulders and back and resting his chin on the top of your head. He'll lovingly lick & kiss your tears down from your cheeks they fallen because of him ♡

Fuma

You on your back, legs spread and hooked up over his shoulders, he's damn deep in your pussy you swear you can feel him in your stomach. You don't mind one bit. He also kisses you deeply, his slight stumble scratching your cheek and making your pussy flutter around his length. He'll hold himself back like a gentleman for you gladly - all until the point you tell him you want his babies soooo bad. He'll set a brutal pace, ramming into your pussy ravenously like he got possessed. Occasionally also biting your ear, he loves listening to your blissful moans for him and the screaming, you both knew what will do this to him and neither of you minds it ♡

Taki

Worshipping your thighs. He'll part them himself hungrily, tracing soft kisses on the inner of your thighs, teasing. Your dripping core will be exactly in front of him but he won't touch, not move an inch closer to you til he thinks you squirmed enough for him. He wants to see you worked up, horny, telling him to move closer and push his whole face into your cunt. He will do it gladly, swirling his tongue around your folds hungrily then diving deeep into your core with the hunger of a starved man. He'll eat you out til the morning, til his tongue goes numb and your sweet release dripping down his chin and neck. He doesn't mind a bit. Allll while bumping up his perfect nose into your pretty clit ♡

Harua

The best little perfect boy will do any- and everything to make his perfect princess noona happy🙂‍↕️ catching your sneaking delicate fingers right between his teeth, grazing on the skin, then letting them into his mouth deeper, his eyes rolling back in the back of his head. You want to make your perfect little boy happy so bad, sliding your fingers in and out of his mouth, playing with the roof of his mouth, his tongue then his pretty plump lips. Kissing them sweetly, heavenly, while listening to his beautiful moans he sends down into your throat:3 You'll only touch his poor red begging cock when it starts to leaking precum and ruin the sheets under your ass🥰

Yuma

Can't let the homies know he loves your fingers in his ass~ You got him on his back, spread out beautifully on the bed under you~ he is whining, his hole clenching hard around your fingers. He takes it sooo well, he's such a good boy. Making mommy proud and satisfied. You won't pay attention to his poor leaking cock though, nor let him touch himself in front of you, of course. It's actually your cock. Then when he really can't take it no furtner, you'll gladly ride him, gazing at his blissful dazed face under you while salivating from the corner of his mouth. Since he was such a good boy for mommy, you'll allow him to shoot his load up into your cunt <3

Jo

Pretty boy sooo selfconscious about his moans and letting his beautiful sounds out for you to hear... He needs a little encouragement. You go on his nerves all day from your phone, pushing his buttons he's a salivating needy little mess by the time the two of you get home. He neeeds your hands on him, and sweet relief for his poor aching cock so bad:( but you said, you won't ride him until he doesn't get brave and loud for you to hear <3 he is very embarrassed letting you hear his whimpers... But you get it, you can get everything. You ride him hard and soft alternating, making him go crazy and leak saliva from the corners of his mouth... <3

Ej

He is sensitive, he always was. It'd be a shame letting and making him cum in his pants, right? Such a shame.... Your legs on either side of his hips, trapping him on the couch. Kissing a line down his neck until his collarbones and pushing- wiggling your aching cunt alll over his clothed dick. He enjoys every minute of your sweet torture he'll never confess, just keep looking up at you with his big pretty doe eyes, biting his lips. He'll get a gentle forehead kiss under his bangs after the ride, since he was such a good boy. And always makes you happy with his long kisses and warm hugs and rock hard dick~

Maki

You kiss your way down his stomach and hard abs, down until his pretty cock. It already stands proudly, begging for your attention and assistance. You tease his tip and balls before you take him into your warm mouth. Maintaining eye contact with him, you suck on him hard, making his thighs tremble and roll his eyes to the back of his head. You also massage his pretty balls, heavy with cum, all shooting down your throat very soon <3 he is not shy at all, main vocalist letting out his pretty sounds confidently<3 he exactly knows how delicious he sounds, what a good boy. you also kiss him after making him cum, swirling his own release around his mouth~

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