𝜗𝜚 welcome to the dream fraternity! seven dreamy boys, seven absolutely cheesy love stories where you’re the main character! warning: you might hate yourself during the process…but what’s love without a little chaos?
contains 18+ content
I. STUPID CUPID
pairing: fuckboy! na jaemin x secret identity! reader
synopsis -> mr. cupid — anonymous radio host. running the #1 most popular radio show on campus. famous for his thoughtful advice and classified as a true hopeless romantic. na jaemin — photography major, the sweet fuck-boy. described to be affectionate and gentle…but don’t fall for his tactics! once he’s done with you, he’s gone with the wind. your best friend unfortunately happened to be on the receiving end of this. what happens when you find out that the anonymous radio host is none other than na jaemin himself? sweet revenge.
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II. FLYING KISS
pairing: childhood best friend! lee jeno x nerd! reader
synopsis -> you and lee jeno go way back, as in diapers and all that. before he was known as the chill fuckboy, he was an all time nerd! just like you! tired of being a loser who can’t even get the guy you wanted, you badly needed tips and a makeover. who’s better to ask for help than your childhood best friend, who has proven that a nerd can be sexy?
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III. SORRY, HEART
pairing: friends with benefits! mark lee x tutor! reader
synopsis -> sex helps him focus. focus he needs for your tutoring sessions. it was a win-win for mark lee when you proposed to add a stress-relief session to the schedule. the favorite fuckboy and the girl who doesn’t believe in love equals the ultimate friends with benefits set-up. it’s the perfect dream team! but uh oh…it seems like mark has been shot by cupid’s arrow. will mark survive all of your attempts at pushing him away?
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IV. IRREPLACEABLE
pairing: enemy! lee haechan x ex bff! reader
synopsis -> lee haechan, theatre major, absolutely hated your guts. you felt the same exact way. the only girl in this whole university that hasn’t fallen for the most popular fuckboy’s charms. which is why it sucks that you have both landed the main roles in the theater’s upcoming play, romeo and juliet. what was that saying about love and hate being a thin line?
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V. MY FIRST AND LAST
pairing: bff! zhong chenle x fake gf! reader
synopsis -> zhong chenle, the lowkey fuckboy, captain of the basketball team, doesn’t believe in romance. flowers? chocolates? handwritten letters? ew. too cheesy. but he can’t seem to shake this crazy girl off of him so he goes to you, his best friend, cheerleading captain, for help. will you be his fake girlfriend? sure. the catch? it has to be believable so for the first time in his life he buys the flowers and the chocolate and writes the handwritten letters.
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VI. BREATHING
pairing: fuckboy! jisung x convenient gf! reader
synopsis -> park jisung has sworn off love after being cheated on. he’s been doing a really great job breaking hearts and not looking back. the boys are worried that they’ve taken fuckboy101 too seriously and have now created the ultimate fuckboy. this conversation was heard by your group of friends who never backs away from a challenge. and so the bets are on: get the ultimate fuckboy to fall in love with you and you’ll get $125 from each friend. deal?
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VII. I HATE FRUITS
pairing: fake bf! renjun x best friend’s gf! reader
synopsis -> huang renjun, the fuckboy by association, couldn’t care less about romantic relationships. he’s perfectly fine with being single — prefers it, actually. when he accidentally drops a box on your head and you wake up with temporary amnesia, he’s forced to finally take care of a person other than his own self. what’s worse? you think he’s your boyfriend.
authors note: this is a work of fiction only and should not be taken seriously. the way the dream boys are portrayed in these stories are obviously not a representation of who they are in real life. thank you and have fun reading!
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warnings: smut, mdni, masturbation (f receiving), oral, face sitting, squirting, dirty talk, dom!dreamies, face sitting, bondage (renjuns&chenle), fingering, anal play (jeno), ass eating (jeno), unprotected sex plz don’t, clit play, overstim, some are lil mean (mainly haechan) dacryphila, daddy kink for all, omoshari (chenle) vibrators, pet names, jenos is really long i got carried away oops
summary: bf dreamies making you squirt
renjun:
loves making you squirt, you always get so dumb and cock drunk before you do. he has you in mating press, hands tied to your ankles as he knows you like to try push him away when it gets too much in this position, but not tonight, as he’s on a mission. you’re cheeks are flushed, sweat clinging to you, your tongue lolling out and you just look so spent. his hand is on your cheek wiping away stray tears and he laughs a little at you. “look at you sweet thing, all fucked out” you try and look at him but when he’s hitting that gummy spot inside your eyes cross and your head falls back. “what’s got you so dumb pretty baby?” your chest heaves as you try answer him “da… daddy” he’s surprised at the name, you’ve never called him daddy before but in your fucked out state you’ve clearly lost all ability to control your words. he goes with it as he brings the hand that was on your cheek to rub harsh circles on your clit and you sob hard. “daddy’s making you feel this good? you gonna show me?” you let out a long moan listening to just his voice and the wet slaps of skin on skin. he watches as you rattle your wrists against the ropes around them and your ankles and lets out an evil laugh. “whatcha doin silly girl? you know you can’t get out”. your eyes roll back at his tone, so condescending and belittling and you keep babbling the new name you gave him. the sharp snap of his hips and his fingers tight on your clit has a scream drawing out of you, voice cracking and broken. he feels the swell of your tummy and desperate clench of your pussy trying to push him out but he just thrusts deeper and harder, the knot in your belly snaps and hot liquid shoots out coating his dick and abdomen. he keeps thrusting through it, making it splash and you’re full on crying, hot tears streaming down. once he’s sure you’re finished pulls out slowly and paints your lower tummy with his seed, smearing it in with your own. “such a messy girl”. he unties your limps and you’re immediately reaching for him and he brings you into his lap, cradling you
“daddy’s here baby”
jeno:
jeno loves playing with your pussy, watching you leak around his fingers, pussy on show for him, glistening and puffy. he’s got you arched over his lap, facing his feet, pussy on display right in front of his face. his long fingers toying with your clit, swiping his palm and fingers over it, covering your sensitive skin on your slick. both hands coming up, thumbs spreading your pussy open slowly for him to watch as strings of your arousal spread and across. you would close your legs if it wasn’t for the fact his torso was between them. “daddy please, need to cum, please let me” a gentle hand comes to caress your ass cheek giving it a light pat. “i know angel, just let me see you, look so fucking pretty all spread out like this for me” you softly nod your head against his knee, letting him draw out his torture. “good girl”. he dips his head a little to get a better view of you “pussy’s so swollen baby i know you’re so pent up, doing so good, promise i’ll make you cum real soon”. he licks his middle and ring finger and draws them over your rim before dragging slowly down and over your hole up your slit making you whine and your head falls back to his knee. he doesn’t miss the way your toes curl when he brings them back up to your puckered hole. “you like that baby? like when daddy touches you here?” you let out a shaky breath as he adds slight pressure. “y-yes! fuck! feels so good daddy” he hums sweetly and he wets his fingers again, then spits down on your hole. he begins to press his middle finger in, the tight stretch makes you let out a shriek but that doesn’t stop him, he just lets out a groan as he watches as you slowly suck him in. “god baby every bit of you was just made for me, sucking daddy’s finger in so nice” all you can do is hold onto his calves tightly. after more teasing and touching he rewards you with 3 fingers in your cunt. pumping them in and out at a brutal pace his face coming down to lick around your tight rim. you’re moaning out as he laps his tongue in between your cheeks as his fingers don’t let up, hitting your sweet spot over and over relentlessly. fingers scissoring and curling inside. after a few bites to your ass cheek as well as all the relentless teasing earlier has your orgasm approaching fast. faster than you can comprehend as before you can think or warn him your cunt is squirting and spraying over his lap and he rubs your pussy through it. he talks you through it, cooing and praising while slowly bringing you back down to earth. you sit up and lay against his chest heaving, ass damp from sitting in your squirt on his lap. his hand comes down the front of your stomach and in between your legs again making you twitch. “daddy… can’t…”
“let daddy show you how proud i am of you baby”
haechan:
prides himself on being able to make you squirt almost effortlessly, all it takes is some clit play n you’re like putty in his hands. his fingers spread you open, middle finger coming up to tease your clit, he could spend hours like this, just his hand in your shorts, while you rut desperately beside him. his strong fingers are circling and pinching at your clit. 10, 15, 20 minutes go by and he’s still not even pressed his fingers inside you yet and your shaking. “daddy you-your fingers… feel so good” he smiles sweetly down at you “yeah? feels good when daddy plays with your sloppy cunt?” you mewl at his words and nod your head. he alternates between gentle circles with the pads of his fingertips, to splayed out hands rubbing manically over your clit. you cling to his bicep while he works his fingers. all it takes is a little pinching and hard pressurised flicks before he hears the soft hiss of your orgasm. his legs trap your thighs before you have the chance to close them and he keeps going, drawing the liquid out of you for longer, even when you think it’s over a couple more taps to your clit and you’re spraying again. you think he’s gonna just stop there? oh no, now is when he finally pushes into your pussy, fingers pressing in slowly and liquid seeps out, soaking his wrist. “did you just squirt from me sliding my fingers in? baby you’re pathetic”. you hide your face with his bicep and he starts pumping slowly, overstimulation takes over and your going limp against him, pussy spurting non stop while he finger fucks you slowly. “i’m barely touching you and you’re gushing” his degradation sends another hot wave to your core and it sprays out harder this time, like the first one and he huffs out a scoff. “you’re real nasty huh? who would’ve thought my pretty girl was so fucking disgusting, squirting all over me like this and from what? a bit of degradation and my fingers?” your eyes squeeze shut and he picks up the pace. fingers brutally snapping against the spot that has you seeing stars. he can see when you’re about to cum again, and he leans in, mouth wide, catching it in his mouth before holding your jaw and forcing your mouth open, spitting your juices into your mouth and watches you swollow.
“that’s it, don’t fucking waste it baby”
jaemin:
another eater! he loves eating your pussy. your hands in his hair or flailing around by your head as he dives in. he’s holding your legs up to your chest with on strong arm, pussy exposed and ready for him. he likes it messy and sloppy, spitting onto you head bobbing and shaking. sharp sucks on your clit and tongue pressing hard into you and it makes you see stars everytime. “daddy loves eating this pretty pussy baby, so sweet for me” he’s back in, slurping up your arousal. he looks up at you with those evil eyes and you can feel his wicked grin against you. every time he pulls back to admire you, your hips buck up trying to catch any form of friction. he licks hot stripes and spits down hot globs of spit on to you before his shit eating grin spreads across his face again, getting close to blow cold air on your clit making you sob, “daddy! please! feels so good!”. he can be really evil. after what felt like hours of him staring up at you, locking eyes as he ravishes you like you’re his last meal, he sits back and and watches as you squirt. the position makes it shoot up and back at you, covering you. he lets out a deep menacing laugh. you reach out for him with a long whine of his name, “daaddyyy…”. he takes your hand and with his free hand gently swipes the droplets off your face.
“look at my messy bunny~ squirting all over herself”
chenle:
he’s really disgusting. after watching you accidentally pee on yourself drunk, months ago, all he wants is to see you piss all over himself and you, so here you are, riding him. he’s holding your hips bouncing you up and down on him, and he’s got your hands cuffed behind your back. you have been going for a few rounds but the new position has him hitting deeper with the help of gravity, his cum and yours sticking to you where your connected and makes gross sticky strings whenever he lifts you up. “look at you~ daddy’s baby all sticky huh?” you lull your head in an attempt to nod yes, overstimulated to the point where you can only focus on the sound of his voice, not the words he’s saying. that is until your orgasm approaches and you cum with out warning, warm sticky cum coating his dick, you expect him to slow down, come to a stop after multiple rounds. but all he does is rut into you faster. “d-daddy- too much- daddy! need to-“. he licks his lips happily, “need to what baby?” you whine and try to free your hands from your cuffs. “need to pee! daddy! please!” he brings his hand down to your belly and presses down hard and you shake your head no desperately. “what’s wrong? thought you had to go? come on baby piss on daddy. make a mess” you clamp your eyes shut trying to focus on anything but the aching need to piss in the bit of your stomach “c-can hold it” he cocks an eyebrow at you and presses down harder and a little piss dribbles out “you sure about that princess” you drop your head to his shoulder and cry into his neck right by his ear. the sounds of your desperate sobs, pathetically trying to free your arms to push yourself off him or hold onto your cunt to stop yourself from pissing, it was heaven to him. you feel him laugh, chest shaking with delight. you let out a soft please hoping to reason with him but his mind is set, and what he wants he gets. after a few more thrusts your body goes limp, tired from tensing every muscle to stop yourself, you’re not sure what’s piss and what’s squirt, liquid gushing out splashing his thighs and the floor beneath you. it’s hot running down your thighs and legs and you’re crying hard with embarrassment. he lays you face down on the edge of the bed and rubs your clit through your orgasm and your legs shake and stomp trying to get away as more and more liquid spills out of you. once it comes to a stop chenle is uncuffing you and bringing you into his lap and holds you while you cry and hide your face
“pissed so much for me angel, such a good girl”
jisung:
jisung loves watching you come apart for him. holding your vibrator to your clit as his fingers work you open. hes been edging you for a good while now, pulling the toy away whenever he feels you clench. “prettiest girl in the world baby, doing so good” you whimper as you look up at him. he’s fully dressed while you’re completely bare and spread for him. you hiccup slightly, holding back tears. “daddy please” you look and sound so tiny laid out in front of him, “please what pretty baby? tell me what you need” you gulp “please need to cum, can’t take it” he pouts down in faux sympathy “yeah? too much?” you nod your head lazily and he pulls the vibrator away making you whine and buck towards it. “hmm, if it’s too much then why is your pussy begging for it?” you whine again and twist your hands in the sheets. he smiles softly before putting the toy back on you and you moan out and jerk. “just a little longer princess, you just look so cute just can’t stop watching you” you huff and lock eyes with him, your eyes wet and tears threaten to spill. “awe baby don’t cry, promise it’ll be worth it” you nod your head and lean back. when he slightly shifts the vibrator to catch more of your clit your back arches and your hips try get away but he’s quicker, keeping the buzz right on your sensitive nub. “ah ah baby… you wanted this, come on, beg a little more for me” you let out a broken choked out moan before trying to speak. “p-please daddy i need it so much please give it to me, please- fuck! daddy! so good!”. jisung hums in approval and watches you as you writhe. he pushes his fingers back into you and can feel you flutter around him. “you’re close huh?” “yes! please daddy please let me-“ before you can finish he turns the vibrator up higher and you’re screaming, coming undone, release gushing out of you. he takes the toy off and uses his fingers to spread your folds and it splashes and sprays up and drops on your chest and stomach. he rubs you through it as more drools out of you in after shocks, once you’re fully done he keeps circling your clit softly, dragging the pads of his fingers across your slit and folds, spreading your juices. he slows down and comes to a halt and he shows you his dripping fingers.
“told you it would be worth it sweetheart”
a/n: #needthat anyway chenle is gross but we love that abt him <3
your heart dropped the second you saw his name light up.
the last person you ever wanted to send that photo to
you: MARK DON’T OPEN THAT PLEASE I BEG YOU
mark:…too late
he didn’t even pretend to play it cool
mark: you send me a nude and expect me not to react?
mark: because my brain’s trying to stay respectful…
mark: but I’m already imagining my hands where your fingers were
mark: next time, don’t send by accident, come show me on purpose
RENJUN
you were mid-breakdown when the notification popped up.
renjun typing…
you tried to get ahead of it
you: DELETE IT RIGHT NOW I SWEAR I’M GONNA DIE
renjun: you really didn’t mean to send me that?
renjun: you looked like you wanted to be touched
renjun: and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t imagined you in that exact position before
you couldn’t believe your eyes right now
and then:
renjun: come over, let me give you what you’re clearly craving
JENO
panic set in the moment you realized your dumb mistake
the naked selfies you took as joke to send to your bff has gone to jeno instead
you: PLEASE DELETE IT I’M BEGGING YOU
jeno: too late for that
jeno: shit, I can’t stop staring, you looked so fucking pretty
jeno: accident or not, you just handed me something I’ve been fantasizing about for way too long
a moment later, he sent a voice note:
— come over, i wanna see in person
HAECHAN
haechan face timed you immediately. yo answered nervously, and he just looked at you with that cocky little smile, eyes dangerous.
“you really want me to believe that was an accident?”
you nodded, flustered.
he let a low chuckle
“you’re a bad liar”
the camera moved closer to his face.
“you wanted me to see it, and you got what you wanted, because now I’m hard, thinking about making you send another one with your fingers between your thighs.”
you lost your breath.
“do you wanna tease me? then be ready to take it when I show up.”
JAEMIN
you froze when you saw the contact name
you sent your nude to jaemin
you: “I SWEAR IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU JAEMIN I’M SO SORRY—”
jaemin: 👀
minutes later, he messaged you again, but it wasn’t through text.
a photo popped up.
his hand wrapped around his dick
then the message:
jaemin: now we’re even
CHENLE
knowing chenle, you expected a scream, a laugh, something chaotic.
and his first reaction was exactly what you expected
chenle: eww
but then…
chenle: I’m trying to joke about it but I can’t
chenle: fuck, I have no idea what you did to me
chenle: do me a favor?
a pause
chenle: next time, send me a video
JISUNG
you thought he’d freak out. God, you’re freaking out cause you sent this to him
you could already picturing him getting shy or frozing is his place
but then he replied
jisung: wow
jisung: I know I wasn’t supposed to see that
jisung: but now I’m picturing that photo but with my hands all over you
you were speechless
jisung: i’ve been trying to act like just a friend
moist eyes beg when you stop all your touches. jisung's mouth opens and you think he's about to beg you to continue. “my beautiful boy...” your cheeks flush and you feel your neck burning; the prominence of his erection always takes your breath away, even more so when you see the pre-cum adorning the pink tip. from below, you think you see such an angelic being that your eyes end up watering. “do you want me?” you ask. your breath hits his length and he lets out a silent moan. “yes… a lot.” his voice sounds so thick and deep that you know he doesn't just want you, he desires you. when you take him into your mouth, you try to suppress the sighs that attemp to come out of you. your eyebrows knit together and your ears drink in every broken groan that escapes his lips, urging you to take him deeper inside.
your tongue twists around his shaft and chenle let out a curse; your teeth have accidentally grazed the sensitive skin at the tip, but when you look up, you are bathed in the great satisfaction of his features wrapped in pleasure. sucking deliciously, you milk him carefully, moving your head up and down. the sour taste makes a smile try to shine on your lips, but they are busy squeezing around the base. you nurse joyfully on the hard, smooth cock, nestled in your mouth, hearing him getting more and more agitated. slurping sounds fill the room as you stroke him the way he likes it, waiting for him to finish, but he takes his time. it only takes your eyes to meet his to make him start to throb against your mouth. boastfully, you wipe the corners of your mouth, watching him compose himself, “do you want a titjob?”
ultimately, haechan must stop the game and lean back to reveal you under the desk working wonders with that beautiful mouth of yours. his barely erect penis quickly rises with just a few licks from top to bottom. urged on, his voice comes out a little more desperate than he wants, “put it in your mouth, love.” hearing him whimper is more satisfying to you than any other sound ever made. responding to his growing need, you use your tongue to finish getting him hard so you can sink it inside. your hands hold the base as you stroke and nurse his cock the way he likes, until it stands on its own. your nose hits his stomach when you deep-throat him, and he lets out a craving moan. his hand tangles in your hair, and with the other he tries to pause the game, but you both know he won't be able to keep his composure for long when you sink it back in all the way.
jaemin is captivated by your beautiful features focused on his laborious erection. you've put on makeup and lip gloss, and of course he doesn't want to ruin how pretty you've made yourself for him. with your fingers around him, you stimulate his cock while he forces you to look up at him from below. but you’re very tempting, and in the end he leans down to kiss you. his moans die on your lips, and when he sees your little mouth open, eager to receive him, he explodes and loads of semen bathe your face. he has aimed everywhere except your mouth, but his fingers collect his cum and make you taste it from his fingers. “i'm sorry, honey,” he says in a sweet voice, but when he looks very closely and intently at the mess he has made, you know it was on purpose.
the sweet explosion on your palate makes you choke. you hear his hoarse laughter in the background. with both hands, you help jeno milk his cock until you've taken every last drop. kisses and deep sucks are placed right on the swollen, wet tip. your tongue runs over the small slit, pressing delicately as you feel his presence descend upon you while you are still exhausted from giving him a blowjob. your jaw hurts and your chin is a mess, but he wraps his fingers around it. eyes swollen from brimming with tears, look up at him and you see the good job you've done in his features, letting him look with pleasure and pride at how well you've done taking him. “be a good girl and do it again.”
“one more, please.” a long, drawn-out moan breaks the silence in the room before more join in. exhausted and highly aroused, renjun's hands won't stay still and try to push you away, but they fail. weak and sweaty, he looks as dashing as ever. he moans and moans, filling your ears with a sweet melody while your hand caresses his almost erect cock. soft and wet, the tip releases the last drop of semen accompanied by a cry that you find pleasurable. your eyes, like two pools of lust, take in his ruined, flushed dick, unable to stop touching it. poor thing. he doesn't know that the more he cries and struggles, the more you won't be able to stop.
quiet, he tries to remain silent, but fails miserably. you nibble the tip of his cock while your hands stimulate its length, and mark can't believe he is able to remain silent. short and muffled, his moans reach your ears, but they are lost amid all the noise in your mind. “yes… baby… just like that… oh…” you want him to be more vocal. letting him help you take it all in, his hands hold your head against his length until you’re chocking on it. you make a movement with your tongue that promises to elicit a reverberating moan, but you're disappointed not to hear it. your eyes rise to his face to see him covering his mouth with his hands and in response, your thick lips press against the base of his erection. when you suck slowly with flicking movements of your tongue, the sound comes, and even though he tries to stifle it, it's loud enough for you.
「 MEMBERS 」 ⋮ mark lee, huang renjun, lee jeno, na jaemin, lee haechan, zhong chenle, park jisung
≣ content warning ⋮ explicit smut, public sex, outdoor scenes, semi-risk of getting caught, exhibitionism.
≣ a.note ⋮ idk what’s wrong with me but dream would absolutely risk it all. (anything to procrastinate editing this triple j fic)
⩩ mark lee ⋮ rooftop
mark’s hands shake as he props you against the edge, the city lights sprawling below like a thousand eyes. “god, what if someone—” he starts, but the thought dies when you tug him closer and his cock slides into you. he muffles his moans against your neck, fingers digging into your hips as the night air bites your skin. the height terrifies him, but the risk makes him lose control.
⩩ huang renjun ⋮ classroom
renjun locks the door behind you, desk already dragging across the floor as he pushes you over it. “wrong place to be bad,” he mutters, tugging your hair back until your mouth falls open. his thrusts are merciless, echoing off the empty walls like a scolding all on their own. chalk dust coats your cheek, his breath hot in your ear, “don’t think i won’t make you cum in here over and over until you learn.”
⩩ lee jeno ⋮ swimming pool
jeno shoves you up against the tiles, chlorine stinging your nose as the water sloshes around both of you. your moans are muffled against his shoulder, arms clinging to his slick skin while he drives into you, hard enough to splash. “hold on to me,” he growls, nails biting into your thighs. his stamina is endless, water dripping down his jaw as he fucks you like he owns you.
⩩ na jaemin ⋮ alleyway
jaemin pins you to the brick wall, shadows swallowing the two of you whole. the streetlight flickers at the corner, close enough that anyone could turn down and see. his smirk is greedy, one hand holding your jaw as his hips grind rough, filthy. “you like this, don’t you?” he purrs, lips brushing yours, “being fucked like a slut where anyone could find us.” and the way your body shudders answers for you.
⩩ lee haechan ⋮ elevator
the emergency stop button is still glowing red when haechan cages you against the mirrored wall. the space is cramped, heat building fast as his cock fills you deep. “thirty floors,” he laughs breathlessly, sweat dripping down his temple. “think i can make you cum before the doors open again?” every thrust makes the cables rattle above, every moan bouncing back twice as loud in the mirrored box.
⩩ zhong chenle ⋮ tour bus
curtains drawn, the bus rumbling under you as chenle holds your legs open on the narrow seat. his smirk never falters, not even when your moans rise too loud and he slaps a hand over your mouth. “shhh,” he teases, voice low but cocky, “hyung’s sleeping two rows back.” his hips piston harder, rocking the seat until it squeaks. “better keep quiet, baby, or they’ll all know who i’m fucking.”
⩩ park jisung ⋮ balcony
jisung swears it’s crazy, swears he can’t do it here, but the second you tug him outside, he’s got you bent over the railing. night air cools the sweat on his neck, his moans trembling as his hips snap forward. “what if someone sees?” he whines, eyes darting to the windows across the way. but his cock twitches inside you, his grip tightening, and it’s clear part of him wants exactly that.
bf!dreamies react to you posting a thirst trap to your socials
pairing | idol!dreamies x fem!reader
content | suggestive? smut? i don’t know what to call it but minors dni
notes | jeno fic is taking a little longer than i thought so here's this for the mean time! trying to psyche myself up to writing the actual smut bit >_<
𝒑. bf!dream × 𝒇.reader ｜ 𝒈. smut ｜ 𝒄. just smut... the title is actually pretty self explanatory :3 ﹕ bookshelf
⸝⸝ notes. idk since when i have this ready, sitting prettily in my drafts... but here it is, finally! hope you guys like it 🤭🤭
﹙ぉ﹚mark.
PORN⎯ it became your guilty pleasure together after that one unforgettable moment. the day you walked in on him — flushed, panting, and achingly hard — his embarrassment was palpable. when he stammered out that he was watching to learn new ways to please you, your heart raced. from that night, it became your shared ritual. now, his hands roam your body as you both watch, whispering filthy promises of what he’ll do to you next.
PRAISE⎯ he lives for your praise, craving every soft-spoken word of admiration. whether it’s a simple “you did so well” or a breathless “you feel so good,” it makes his heart race. his pout is irresistible when your praise doesn’t come quickly enough — he’ll whine, tugging at your attention until you relent. and when it’s his turn, he overwhelms you with devotion: beautiful, perfect, mine. he wants every inch of you to know how loved you are.
THIGH RIDING⎯ he notices how your eyes linger on his thighs — how you bite your lip when he wears those tiny, dangerous shorts with nothing underneath. it’s a game now. he spreads his legs wide, lounging like temptation incarnate until you lose control. once you’ve climbed onto his lap, grinding against him, he’s hooked — loving every desperate gasp as you chase your high, his hands gripping your hips while he watches his pretty girl come undone on his thighs.
RECORDING⎯ it started with voice memos and teasing photos while he was away. you couldn’t resist sending a clip of yourself trembling with pleasure, calling out his name. when he came home, you barely had time to speak before his hands were all over you. “can i record you?” he whispered hoarsely, his phone already out. you agreed, imagining how many times he’d lose himself watching later. now, it’s a shared addiction — capturing every moan, every arch, every filthy moment of you being his.
SPIT KINK⎯ his eyes darken when he tells you, “open up, baby.” but it’s not just the act — it’s what it reveals. when his spit lingers on your lips, untouched, he knows you’re wrecked and raw for him. when you swallow too quickly, he takes it as a challenge. “not done yet,” he growls, determined to break you until there’s no trace of control left — only need, desire, and surrender.
﹙ぉ﹚renjun.
FACE SITTING⎯ he lives for the weight of you, the warmth and wetness of your pussy smothering his face. nothing compares to the feeling of your thighs trembling against his cheeks, your scent filling his lungs as he devours you. and when you hover, hesitant, he growls in frustration. “sit,” he demands, pulling you down with strong hands. “don’t hold back. ride me like you mean it.” the pleasure of being used by you leaves him drunk with desire.
BREAST PLAY⎯ your breasts are his sanctuary — soft, perfect, utterly addictive. he could spend hours touching, squeezing, and tasting. but when you tease him — dragging your breasts over the sensitive tip of his cock — it drives him to madness. his resolve crumbles as he cums hard and fast, groaning your name while his release paints your skin. the sight of you covered in him? pure heaven.
THIGH JOB⎯ when the need overtakes him, he doesn’t wait. you could be cooking or working — it doesn’t matter. he slips between your thighs, cock slick with precum as he thrusts desperately. “don’t move,” he murmurs, eyes half-lidded, gripping your hips. the squeeze of your thighs, the soft praise you whisper into his ear, your fingers running through his hair — it all pushes him to the edge. he cums hard, trembling as your words echo in his mind: “my good boy.”
CUM PLAY⎯ despite his usual preference for clean, controlled passion, the sight of his cum mixed with your sweat-covered skin awakens something primal. he smears it across your chest, your stomach — his breath hitching as he admires his handiwork. sometimes, he captures the moment with a discreet photo, though he’ll never admit how much he treasures them. tasting you both, however? that’s no secret.
MUTUAL MASTURBATION⎯ it’s a shared race to the finish line. his fingers pump inside you, matching the rhythm of your hand wrapped around him. the room fills with ragged moans, the heat between you spiraling out of control. the thrill of cumming together — trembling, overstimulated, desperate — is intoxicating. he’ll keep going until you’re both wrecked, craving every last second of shared ecstasy.
﹙ぉ﹚jeno.
SIZE KINK⎯ the contrast between his sheer strength and your smaller frame drives him wild. nothing makes his cock harder than the sight of you fitting so perfectly in his arms, so easy to toss around. he loves keeping you perched on his lap — whether you’re simply relaxing or grinding against him for relief. but his favorite is standing sex. lifting you effortlessly, holding you up as he pounds into you, flexing just to feel the way your body melts, dripping with want.
BELLY BULGE KINK⎯ every inch of him stretches you to your limit. no matter how often you’ve taken him, you always need time to adjust. his large hands tease and prepare you with agonizing patience — long fingers stroking your insides, his tongue working you open until you’re shaking. and then, finally, he slides inside, filling you so deeply that the bulge in your tummy becomes his undoing. the sight of it makes his eyes darken and his hips snap harder, spilling deep inside with each thrust.
MORNING SEX⎯ he lives for waking up to you. the heat of your body wrapped around him, the way your lips close around his cock — it’s his idea of heaven. sleepy hands grip your hips as you ride him, your warmth pulling him into a blissful haze. mornings without your touch feel incomplete; he claims it’s the only way to guarantee a good day, and his slow, lazy thrusts show just how sweet he plans to make yours.
BREEDING KINK⎯ he daydreams of you pregnant far more than he’d admit. his eyes linger on your stomach during sex — not just because of the bulge from his cock but from imagining it round and full with his baby. every thrust is deliberate, a silent promise of filling you with more. and when you moan daddy, it’s over. his hips lose rhythm, his control snaps, and he’s fucking you with abandon, all purpose and no restraint.
OVERSTIMULATION⎯ he can’t stop. you’re so soft, so wet, so intoxicating that he keeps pushing, even after you’ve come. his fingers curl inside you, coaxing more pleasure from your trembling body. your cries make him harder, his breath ragged as he feels your walls flutter around him. when you coat his hand in your release, he’s a mess — groaning, needy, tasting you like a man possessed, determined to have every drop again and again.
﹙ぉ﹚haechan.
MARKING⎯ he wears your marks with pride, turning every mirror into a shrine of your love. hickeys, scratches, and bite marks — they all make his heart race. he traces each with a grin, and when they start to fade, he’s immediately begging for more. “claim me,” he whispers, desperate for your touch. nothing makes him happier than knowing he’s yours — his body, your canvas.
DEGRADING⎯ “you’re pathetic,” you sneer, and he shivers. he’s a slut — your slut — and he needs to be reminded. he loves the sting of your words, the humiliation of your hands slapping his face or his cock. when he’s whining for mercy, tears pricking his eyes, he’s in bliss. he doesn’t want you to be gentle. he wants you to use him, ruin him, leave him begging for more.
DIRTY TALK⎯ his tongue is wicked — sharp, teasing, utterly filthy. he knows how to make you melt with just a few words. before it starts, he whispers sweet nothings, luring you in. then comes the switch: vivid, lewd promises of what he’ll do — bouncing you on his cock until you’re babbling nonsense, stuffing your pretty mouth full while your cunt clenches around him. his hand snakes up your thigh, fingers pressing, pinching, pulling until your head falls back, his words turning into pure sin.
CUM PLAY⎯ he’s obsessed with the mess — your slick on his skin, his seed marking you from head to toe. when jealousy burns, it’s worse. he covers every inch of your body, smearing it into your skin, reminding himself — and you — who you belong to. he doesn’t need proof, but he craves it. “look at you,” he murmurs, voice dripping with possession, as his cum drips down your thighs.
FACE SITTING⎯ he’s addicted to your pussy. it doesn’t matter where, it doesn’t matter when — he needs you on his face. hovering is not an option. “don’t hold back,” he growls. “fucking sit.” he dives in like a man starved, tongue relentless, hands gripping your thighs as he pulls you down harder. your arousal coats his face, and he loves it. the wetter, the better. suffocate him. ruin him. just don’t dare deny him.
﹙ぉ﹚jaemin.
DOLLIFICATION⎯ he loves turning you into his perfect little doll. hands gentle but deliberate as he styles your hair, fastens delicate accessories, and selects the softest, most seductive lingerie. he even adds a touch of blush to your cheeks, taking his time to admire his work — a masterpiece of prettiness before the chaos. but by the end? you’re a beautiful mess. smeared lipstick stains his chest, mascara streaks your cheeks, and your innocence is completely ruined. that’s his favorite part: breaking his delicate doll after crafting her to perfection.
BREEDING KINK⎯ jaemin’s love for the idea of being a father isn’t just a fantasy — it’s an obsession. the moment you tossed the condoms and stopped the pills, it unlocked a new level of hunger in him. every thrust is purposeful, every orgasm focused on filling you with his seed. he watches with dark, hungry eyes as his cum drips from your swollen cunt, mesmerized as he pushes it back inside, determined to keep you full. “how will you get pregnant if it keeps slipping out, baby?” he groans, already fucking you again.
DUMBIFICATION⎯ the way you go blank for him — eyes glassy, mouth parted, words reduced to babbled nonsense — makes him smirk with pride. his cock turns you into a perfect, pliant mess, your mind too far gone to form thoughts. he murmurs depraved things, cooing softly as drool trickles from the corner of your mouth. “my sweet, dumb girl,” he praises, kissing you as you fall apart, fully lost in him.
MANHANDLING⎯ you’re too delicate to handle yourself — at least, that’s how jaemin sees it. shifting positions? not your job. that’s what he’s here for. he lifts, twists, and bends you exactly how he wants, effortlessly maneuvering your pliant body. you love it, and so does he. you’re his to move, to control, to mold — and he takes full advantage, whispering how weak and perfect you are as he fills you to the brim.
RECORDING⎯ a camera roll full of you, his greatest treasure. every arch of your back, every moan, every needy cry — he’s captured them all. each orgasm is immortalized, every sex tape carefully curated for his private viewing. he replays them when he’s away, hand gripping his cock, desperate to relive every moment. “smile for me, baby,” he grins, phone in hand, knowing exactly how pretty you look when you’re cumming just for him.
CORRUPTION KINK⎯ he’s the reason you know how to touch, how to kiss, how to suck — and he loves it. teaching you was the greatest thrill of his life, and the thought of corrupting you over and over again still makes his blood rush. “you don’t know how, do you?” he teases, eyes dark. “don’t worry, baby. i’ll teach you.”
﹙ぉ﹚chenle.
DADDY KINK⎯ the soft, breathy way you call him daddy wrecks him completely. the sweet innocence in your voice, the way you cling to him like he’s your last salvation — it feeds his ego and his darkest desires. he knows he’s the one ruining you, yet you say it like he’s your savior. and deep down, the idea of really being a father someday only makes it hotter.
BREEDING KINK⎯ chenle is determined to make you his — completely, irrevocably his. every time he fills you up, he dreams of the day you’ll carry his baby. he’s long since discarded the condoms, and you’ve caught him more than once browsing baby products online. when he’s fucking you, his mind is already decorating the nursery. “we’ll need another,” he murmurs, thrusting deeper. “one won’t be enough if they don’t look like you.”
DIRTY TALK⎯ the sound of your honeyed whispers — the filth you pour into his ear while your hands roam his body — it makes him dizzy. your need, your shameless craving for him, leaves him breathless. you cling to him, desperate and feral, telling him exactly what you want. his voice grows rough, words tumbling from his lips as he promises to ruin you, to give you everything.
DEGRADING⎯ you’re his princess — his perfect, precious girl. but sometimes, you push too far, teasing him until his control snaps. in those moments, you’re no longer his sweet love — you’re his slut. his to punish, to take, to wreck. “you’re mine,” he growls, voice sharp as his hand marks your skin.
EXHIBITIONISM⎯ possessiveness burns hot in his veins. your pretty moans are for his ears alone, your body belongs to his eyes only. but sometimes, proving that you’re his requires an audience. if someone watches, hears, knows exactly who owns you? he makes sure it’s unforgettable — pounding into you, marking you with every thrust, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind.
﹙ぉ﹚jisung.
SIZE KINK⎯ he didn’t know how much it would turn him on until he saw the way his hands dwarf yours. you’re so small, so soft, and he’s so big. your tiny fingers barely wrap around his cock, your body stretches perfectly beneath him, and your mouth struggles to take him. it’s intoxicating — the contrast, the vulnerability, the way you whimper when he fills you to the hilt.
BELLY BULGE KINK⎯ “look at that,” he whispers, pride swelling as he presses his palm against the outline of his cock in your tummy. he pushes gently, relishing the way your body reacts, eyes rolling back as pressure intensifies the stretch. he drags it out, slow thrusts keeping you full as you beg for more, too wrecked to think of anything but how deeply he’s buried inside you.
ICE PLAY⎯ the moment ice touches your heated skin, your shiver sends a thrill straight to his core. you gasp, squirm, and cling to him, vulnerable and exposed, and he lives for it. the contrast between the cold and your warm body drives him wild — a game of sensation that leaves you trembling and begging for his touch.
DRY HUMPING⎯ he’s addicted to how desperate you get, grinding against him like you can’t help yourself. he watches, smirking, as you ride his thigh or rut against his lap, chasing pleasure even through layers of fabric. public places are his favorite — subtle thrusts, barely restrained moans, your panties damp as he whispers how pathetic and needy you are.
SEXTING⎯ the first time made him blush so hard he could barely breathe. now? he’s a master of it. teasing you through the phone, describing every filthy thing he wants to do, sending pictures that make you squirm. it’s become a game, a wicked build-up to the nights when you’re finally together, messy and breathless from all the waiting.
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