dom sungho ⟢ who punishes you by making you ride his thigh, fingering your cunt and stopping just as your about to cum while spanking you-- making sure you'll never forget to follow the rules again <3
dom sungho ⟢ using you like a toy
sub sungho ⟢ dressing your pretty boy up and teaching him how to ride a dildo, what he doesn't know is your training him to take your strap <3
sub sungho ⟢ rocking into your hand as you pump him, his pretty clothes half off
riwoo
dom riwoo ⟢ cunt slaps <3
sub riwoo ⟢ who only wears his thigh highs when he wants you to peg him stupid
bunny hybrid!sub riwoo ⟢ poor little bunny humping the air while his owner laughs and films him :(
jaehyun
sub jaehyun ⟢ stupid mutt tried going outside on his own today, so you leashed him up and pumped him dumb
bp!sub jaehyun ⟢ when given the signal, jaehyun wastes no time humping your thigh like a bitch in heat
masochist!sub!jaehyun ⟢ hashtag that awkward moment when playing a kinky couples card game turns into you stepping on your subs cock !
taesan
dom taesan ⟢ he knows your horny. and he doesn't care. he's going to cum, and you're gonna stand there and help like a good girl.
dom taesan ⟢ teasing your sensitive nipples
sub taesan ⟢ in his pretty pearly lingerie, you've been edging taesan for hours... even the smallest touch to his cock makes him arch his back up and whine into the air. maybe you'll stop soon, maybe you won't !
sub taesan ⟢ pouncing on your sub as soon as he comes home from work-- you could care less about the kind of day he had, or if he's tired.
leehan
sub leehan ⟢ is such a squirmer for his mommy
sub brat leehan ⟢ who caused so much trouble for you that you had to call in back up!
sub leehan ⟢ who loves when you play with him in his pajamas
HAAAPPY HALLOWEEEEEN ! ~ 🍈
halloween is the one night a year a girl can goon to boynextdoor nsfw links and nobody is allowed to judge ~ 🍓
putting a collar on kitty-hybrid sungho after he accidentally wandered off inside the grocery store... making sure he hears the bell on his collar jingle while your strap/cock slides in and out of him ruthlessly... so that he knows that no matter where he goes, you'll know <<33
cory speak ! : this is literally sungho i took clips from his live and meshed them together so i hope that's good for the picky mfs ... also omg posting this while drinking the strawberry gatorade that my gf doordashed me bc i had food poisoning yesterday.... isn't that so sweet?? like it genuinely made me so emotionally you guys don't get it gift giving is my love language... GIVING AND RECEIVING !!
.˚ ₍🗒₎┊ contains: ↷ ⋯ ꒰ kinktober day 31, switch!ot5 x sub!reader, reader and taesan are friends but doesn’t know the rest, college student reader x implied college students bnd, reader has a job as a ‘night hostess’, gangbang (duh), everyone’s horny and a freak, sort of vivid descriptions of their dicks, camera recording, cunnilingus, manhandling, spanking, blowjob, deep throating, masturbation, edging, orgasm control, cum eating, finger sucking, unprotected sex (don’t!), penetration (p in v), nipple play, handjob, fingering (p and a), titjob, edging, overstimulation, creampie, mxm (nipple play, thigh fucking, oral, handjob, marking), lmk if i missed anything! (4.5k words)
fucked.
you were incredibly fucked.
you didn’t even know what the fuck you signed up for until you woke up to an email saying “congratulations! you just won the one stop ticket to paradise!”
what paradise?
the hotel room door in front of you looks like it hasn’t seen the sight of people in decades, despite it being familiar to where you’ve had to step out to for work. being a nightclub hostess definitely wasn’t a job for the weak…
knocking on the wood, paint chipping off at the sides, you were immediately greeted by a warm voice.
“hello darling, here for us hm?”
the tall, black haired boy appeared in front of you, and you knew just who he was. han taesan. he sent you the email for no real reason, but the inclusion of your usual address for late night rendezvous' with clients intrigued you.
“oh shut up. what was the email… for…” your voice sank as you looked behind him to see 4 more boys: a blond with his hands in his pockets, the ginger with his head titled and eyes glaring, the slightly shorter black haired boy gazing rather longingly, and the brunette with a blank expression. each of the 5 were so distinct that for a moment you forgot where you really were, captivated by their collective presence. taesan grabbed a hold of your hand as he led you in, introducing you to each of his friends.
sungho, riwoo, jaehyun, and leehan, respectively.
as you dropped your guard, walking further in without assistance, sungho walked up to you, bringing his hand up to caress your cheek gently. jaehyun came to you too, standing behind as he wrapped his arms around your waist. the rest just watched, amused at the planned interaction.
you see, taesan’s a friend. not a good friend so to say, but one that you don’t mind hanging out with. he remembered your reaction to him showing you a picture of all his friends, and he still hears your tone in the way you muttered, “i’d wanna fuck them all.” so that’s just what he decided to give to you, a present for almost getting through another semester of college.
“hey pretty, who do you want first?”
your brows instinctively raised as you heard him talk, his sugary sweet voice pulling you in as his fingers went down to hold your chin.
“you can pick any of us to start with. we’ll all give you a good time, baby.” another distinct voice (riwoo’s) reached your ears as you felt your body tensing up. jaehyun’s hold on you got stronger as he pulled you closer to him, an evident bulge pressed against you.
you’ve been in situations akin, the rare threesomes making their way between the normal 2-way sex. but five people? not really something you would have imagined you would experience in your lifetime. but it excited you as you felt those five pairs of eyes staring at you, waiting for your order before they got to serving you whatever you wished for. your eyes darted between taesan and sungho at first, but finally, you lifted your finger up, pointing straight at the only one who hadn’t said a word yet.
at the motion, sungho stepped away, eyeing jaehyun to do the same. leehan then closed in on you before pulling you to him, his hands wrapping around your waist as his lips met your neck. contrary to his, what you thought was, docile nature, he seemed eager to taste you. he didn’t even hesitate to slip a hand under your ribbed white tank top, gemstones making a design on top of your chest, his cold touch making you wince.
the rest of the boys gave it a couple minutes before getting closer, the two who’d already touched you going back by your side. you felt the slight tug at your wrist as sungho brought your hand up to kiss it, soft pecks following up your limbs. and on the other side, jaehyun did the very same, following the elder's lead.
it was just riwoo and taesan who watched, with the latter setting up his camera to record what happened while he took a couple breaks to just stare at the scene before him. and the former? he walked up behind you to move the hair at the back of your head to kiss your neck.
the attention you got from each of them made your body tingle as you imagined everything that could happen. the limitations of one’s body also slipped out of your head as greed began overtaking your mind, soft moans escaping as you felt your panty getting wet at thinking of who will take care of you first.
“ok guys, tape’s rolling!”
in an instant, they all stopped as your eyes fluttered beautifully up at taesan. jaehyun took your hand to lead you to the bed, sitting you down. and then he followed, kneeling before you as he closed his eyes and nuzzled his face against your stomach and crotch. you looked back to watch the rest of them watching the scene then, biting your lower lip as the pit in your stomach grew fiery.
“what do you want, princess? or… should we decide?”
the blond’s voice sounded cocky, yet surprisingly surrendered as he folded his arms in front of his chest. the veins on his forearms popped as your eyes trailed down to where his bulge showed, his grey sweatpants doing nothing to hide it.
in the midst of it though, you felt the boy between your legs kiss your clothed stomach. he was too eager, like a puppy who could barely wait. so without a word, you looked down as you moved your hand to his hair, pushing him against you harder.
what jaehyun ached for came far too quick as he licked at your pants, not even caring that they were covering the real deal. leehan chuckled at his desperation, moving to sit by your side as his hands moved to pull your pants down. that way, the puppy could at least lick the thin cloth of your panties. then, leehan met your neck again, kissing softly as you moaned when he did so at just the right spot.
taesan watched the whole thing go down as he undressed you completely in his mind. he didn’t want to be the one to make a move yet though, leaving it up to his friends so that he could save himself as your last.
in the meantime, riwoo got out of his clothes, leaving his simple maroon boxers on as he moved to the other side of where you lay. he mimicked leehan, bending down to kiss your body, his hands wandering below your tank top to fondle the bra beneath. “wanna suck your nipples,” he says, whispering into your skin as you feel your panties get pooled with arousal.
the smell of it drives jaehyun insane as he presses his nose hard against you, his licks getting aggressive as he palms his bulge. and if it wasn’t for sungho’s grip on the puppy's head as he pulled the latter away from your heat, jaehyun really could’ve cum. but instead of whining at the lack of contact, he was back at licking you properly, since the oldest helped you out of your soiled underwear.
“there, now eat her out properly.”
jaehyun nodded as his tongue lapped around your clit, making you arch your back up against the other two boys greedily touching your upper body. you would have to say though, every touch has you reeling over, and it’s only the beginning. so what more could you possibly handle?
after a couple minutes of being pampered like so, you finally felt close enough to say it out loud, but instead of your promised bliss, you heard jaehyun let out a yelp as sungho yanked his face away from you, forcing him to let go. “you,” he snapped at leehan, pointing his fingers behind you, “spank as i say.”
the brunette got in place immediately, the other two boys falling back as they watched. taesan stayed on the sidelines as he’d been, the camera still rolling as he took it off the stand to be handheld now. then, he walked over to where sungho sat.
the unbuttoning then slow undoing of the zipper made you anticipate so much as you looked up at the blond haired boy from where you laid. by now, you figured he was the one the rest of the boys listened to, so you too felt shivers every time he opened his mouth. before he took his dick out though, he moved your body (rather easily) to lie on your side, you facing him as your ass stuck out prettily for leehan behind. and then he pulled his waistband down, his sheer girth making you gulp at the sight.
he tilted his head as he saw you, a subtle smirk coming out as he tapped your cheeks. it was a signal to open up, to take him, so you gulped once more in preparation, opening your mouth and waiting. sungho fixed his neck soon after, looking at leehan as he nodded.
smack!
you’re met with a sharp sting shooting up your body, your throat letting out an open mouthed moan on contact. sungho moved to fit his tip in your mouth at the sound, your tongue licking the slit as his head tilted back. “already making me feel good, huh?”
“hyung, that’s her job, she knows. so don’t worry about holding back,” tasan said from behind the camera, pointing it in the direction of your face.
you sucked softly as you struggled to decide who to look at. at sungho who you’re pleasuring? at taesan who’s taking the video? at riwoo who palms his bulge at the sight?
so you just close your eyes, but instead are met with another spank. “eyes on us, pretty.”
leehan soothed you where he just hit, softly rubbing the sensitive spot. a faint pink colored your skin under where he touched. but… he wasn’t satisfied with the shade yet. so he looked up at sungho for permission, easily getting it. he spanked you again, and each time he spanked, you choked around sungho’s length, him progressively stuffing himself deeper until all you could taste was his salty precum falling directly into your throat, vibrating generously with each hit.
meanwhile, your catty friend caught everything on tape, shooting it like this was a movie for the cinema. he simply had to.
on the floor, jaehyun sat impatiently, his view being too good not to masturbate as his hands moved along his length at a furious speed, him biting his lips to hold the sounds in. he makes eye contact with leehan from time to time as he does so, adding unknown stimulation to his pent up needs. he just doesn’t let himself cum though, saving it for you.
your mouth feels so full as you hollow your cheeks, trying really hard to please the man despite barely knowing him. it’s his aura, really, that has you adopting such a mindset.
sungho tries to keep himself quiet, opting for labored breaths, because the words from your friend keep replaying in his mind….
“don’t kiss. don’t mark. and don’t make any sounds. i want hers to be the only ones recorded.”
just then, the blond grabs your hair tight, his hot cum spurting into the back of your throat as he feels you lick up under his shaft, feeling proud of you for getting one out of him. he shudders as he slowly pulls out, your saliva and his seed mixed together as a string of it keeps you both connected, eventually separating to land on your chin.
at that, taesan finally touches you in bed, his thumb swiping over the wet mess before he pushes it back into your mouth. you diligently suck as he does so, looking into the camera that he looks at you through carefully.
the way you look leaves him pulsing. but he waits. he waits until it’s his turn.
“so, who’s next?” your friend says, looking around as he anticipates the next volunteer. before anyone could speak, jaehyun got up, standing between your parted legs. the boys shifted around at his insistence, riwoo being heard grumbling because he wanted to be next, but ultimately letting the puppy boy have his turn all too soon.
now, as jaehyun stands, you feel your body being moved so that you rested on taesan’s clothed chest. the brunette leaned down to suck on your nipples, having removed your top and bra off before settling on top of your friend, so you were completely naked to the 5 pairs of eyes who looked at you like wolves marking their deer. and the ginger… well, he could barely wait anymore for his turn, impatiently sitting by your side as he simply touched your skin. he knew that if he did anything more, he’d have to fight jaehyun to secure his pleasure.
“can’t wait anymore,” jaehyun says briefly before pushing into you, his precum acting like lube to help him easily slide into your aching hole. the pleasure shot up through your spine as you groaned, the camera picking up everything you let out because of how close taesan held it to you, even the simplest of gasps. the boy barely thrusts into you before he had to hold onto your thighs for support, his own legs shaking with need as he looked up to make eye contact with you. “y/n…”
you look at him as you wrap your legs around his waist, helping him get secured in his position so that you could feel the way he pulses inside of you. “it’s ok, just keep going.” your voice sounds nurturing, encouraging him to continue. and as much as you wanted to say it for him, you more-so meant it for you. honestly, you needed to get fucked.
riwoo’s fingers flicked your nipple as he heard you speak, feeling a bit jealous at the lack of attention on him. he needed some action too, so he decided to take matters into his own hands as he stood up to go stand behind jaehyun.
“she’s not just yours,” he whispers into the puppy’s ears, hands prying apart your legs that had just locked jaehyun in place, before settling in behind him. his hands went up to pinch jaehyun’s nipples as he pushed his length through between his thighs. and essentially, riwoo took control as he slammed his hips into the gap, leading jaehyun to thrust into you at the pace he set.
the rest of the boys got… too aroused, watching how their friends were having their own moment. you could feel taesan’s breaths become labored as his cheat rose and fell under you, and from the corner of your eyes, you could see that leehan was rutting into the mattress.
the sex in the air was all too great to handle as everyone’s heat grew. and from how jaehyun shook with each thrust, you (and everyone) could tell that he was all too close to cumming inside of you.
sungho’s voice commanded the room once again as he spoke out, “jaehyun.” with just a simple tut of his chin up and away, riwoo pulled the boy out of you, having him cum over your stomach as jaehyun’s body slumped back against the older man behind him.
“there, i got you,” riwoo said as he moved him to lie on the bed beside you.
as he got up, sungho pulled out a condom from the nightstand of the room, also dimming the lights to create a moodier setting, to toss at the ginger before moving back on the creaking bed to sit next to leehan, his body slumped over ever since he’d spanked you according to the blond’s commands. “come on, let’s get you some relief as well,” he told the brunette, sitting him up.
as sungho grabbed your hand, you already knew what you were supposed to do, and were even eager to do it. but riwoo filled you up just as you were about to exhibit any semblance of control, pulling out a drawn out moan instead. so as you tried to jerk off leehan, you couldn’t bear to feel his sharp thrusts almost bruise you. he wasn’t even too big for you to feel like so, but it was all in his pace and harshness.
you knew that if sungho was the one who was doing so to you right now, you’d be left gaping from his girth. if leehan had been the one in you right now, he’d reach in so much deeper. jaehyun you’ve already felt, and god he felt good for being the first one in you. but you did wonder… what about taesan?
he didn’t look like he had the urge to touch you as badly as the others, but that was so far from the truth.
taesan has been aching for it, longing for it, even dreaming of a chance. but he is waiting patiently, watching you have your fantasy fulfilled even though it was something you just said in passing. he knew that if you were fucked out just enough, you would be begging to have one in your pussy, one in your ass, one in your mouth, and one between your tits. and right now, he just wants to capture that moment before finally giving himself to you.
riwoo’s pace didn't back down, his hands gripping onto your hips as you tightly shut your eyes. at the moment, it was just you and him, and nobody could disrupt the euphoria surging through you as you felt him hit your g-spot so effectively every time. you couldn’t help but moan out his name, leaving your friend a tad bit jealous. it was supposed to be his name coming out of your mouth right now.
“hyung, stop please.”
taesan’s voice ripped away the pleasure that built up within you as riwoo pulled out, the ginger visibly confused as to why he even said that. there was a plan after all, so why is the one behind it all deviating from it?
the answer is simple. feelings.
taesan feels things for you, so hearing another man’s name come out of your mouth in such an intimate setting finally pushed him over the edge.
he moved you to lie on the bed as he got off the mattress, leaving you looking at him through lidded eyes. his usual graphic tee adorning the name of a rock band you weren’t familiar with got taken off as he unbuckled his belt, jeans falling right away.
and the camera… simply stayed on the side as he made his way back on the bed. sungho knew what taesan was thinking before he could even utter a word, stroking your cheeks. he still had leehan in mind though, so the position he told you and him to switch into made no sense… at first.
leehan lied under you, almost like you were going to 69 with him as you lowered your wet pussy to his face. riwoo was a bit frustrated at the change in position, because that made it harder to fuck your hole. but instead, he decided he wanted to fuck somwhere else.
his thumb rubbed against the skin of your tight asshole, swiping up your slick to try and push into you. meanwhile, taesan’s cock slapped your face, your eyes straining to look up at him. sungho helped line leehan’s cock between your tits as he hold you to hold them together, and then told jaehyun, still fucked out yet watching, to get the camera.
the puppy hurried to his side to get it, video still recording as he set up the device the way taesan had in the beginning. and then he watched the scene happening from behind.
sungho held leehan’s dick in place as taesan put his cock into your mouth that stretched as wide as possible to accommodate him. he wasn’t thick like sungho, but he had the inches, and it made you see stars as he hit the back of your throat instantly. you were gagging around him as the faint sounds of sungho’s voice told you to breathe through your nose.
but unlike the oldest, the boys behind you… they didn’t help you one bit, riwoo successfully pushing his thumb into you as his free hand worked on himself to cum. leehan’s head was at the edge of the bed as well, and every time he wasn’t busy eating you out, he looked at riwoo. his whiny voice called out for him a couple times later, begging for something. “hyung, you can u-use me too,” he called out, doe-like eyes looking up at the ginger.
riwoo kept pulsing his thumb inside of you, smirking as he heard leehan. the condom he wore was taken out a while back, so he pushed into leehan’s awaiting mouth as his grip on your butt tightened. “f-fuck,” he shuddered, tilting his head back as he got the relief he’d been aching for. a couple thrusts in, and he was already cumming in the boy’s mouth, pulling out slowly. some of it got on leehan’s chin too, but the youngest didn’t care as he got back to licking your cunt with need, arousals from multiple people mixing together as he ate you out with pleasure.
as sungho helped leehan out, he couldn’t help groan as he felt jaehyun hugging him from behind, his hand coming around to pump the blond’s rising dick. then, he bit into sungho’s shoulder, earning a moan from the oldest.
“sungho hyung,” taesan glared at him, his hands in your hair now as his cock shut you up from moaning anyone else’s names. at his tone, sungho bit his lips to keep his noises in, shuddering at jaehyun’s touch.
everything felt all too much for you as you let go of squeezing your boobs together for leehan, arms going up to hug taesan’s waist instead. you heard shuffling from the people on the bed, but you were too busy with yourself to notice that riwoo moved to lie beside leehan, his spot being taken over by sungho.
despite the sting on his back, sungho stood tall as he lined himself up with your hole, pushing into your aching pussy as leehan tried to keep eating you out, lips puckered around your clit. jaehyun moved with him, hands feeling up the boy as his mouth worked wonders on his pale skin, coloring him all shades of reds and blues. he just wanted to keep his mouth busy really, and since he couldn’t do it on your body, it doesn’t hurt to do so on sungho’s.
the familiar position you were in finally gave you something to look forward to as you clenched around sungho, cheeks hollowing out as much as possible to accommodate taesan in your mouth.
“squeezing so tight…” sungho groaned out.
but, riwoo didn’t fail to add, “but her asshole would be so much tighter.”
“yeah? gonna have to test that out later then,” the blond replied, his veiny dick throbbing inside you as he set a good rhythm.
within seconds, the knot in your core began tightening up again as you held onto taesan tighter, eyes watery with tears as he began pulling out. sungho’s deep and slow thrusts combined with leehan’s tongue working on you made you feel dizzy as you felt taesan cup your cheek. “focus, sweetheart,” he muttered, voice softer than ever as he tried not to lose control over himself. you moaned in response, vibrations hitting his lengthy cock as he cursed shortly after. you were going to be the death of him if you kept being like this…
when riwoo wasn’t jerking off leehan, he helped with wiping away your drool from time to time, done for now as he just lied down to rest up. he had a goal in mind to fuck your tight little asshole though, not planning to end his time with you just yet.
your body rocked back and forth as sungho and taesan matched their paces, the latter beginning to fuck into your mouth. you whined as you held in your orgasm, edging yourself so you could keep feeling the intense pleasure you were getting from everyone all around you. the bed creaked on and on with every push, the weakened wood of the years old lodging starting to feel like a threat. but who cares? broken beds are just a sign of good sex. that’s the hotel room’s purpose after all.
shame dissolved into sweat as everyone kept their place, almost all nearing the edge at the constant movements. where some felt more sensitive to the touch, others got needier for it. the camera recorded it all to be seen later, a way to store these memories without having to worry about forgetting them.
you couldn’t hold on any longer, your voice muffled as you cried out about feeling close. the only person who could really tell that you were was sungho, your cum coating his dick as he pulled out. “came all over me… didn’t even let me fuck you properly baby.”
he pushed back inside, his fingers rubbing your clit that had previously been stimulated by leehan’s mouth, hips slamming into you as his hand went to push your lower back downwards. you groan at the touch, pulling your mouth out of taesan’s hold as saliva and precum drops on to leehan’s legs and the bedsheets. you look beautiful to him, all messed up, and taesan hadn’t even come in you yet.
your whole body shifted as you yelped at how sungho handled you, lifting your leg up which led you to lose balance and fall beside leehan, taking the space opposite to where riwoo had been occupying. streams of curses fell out of your mouth as your body writhed in overstimulation.
“just a little more, pretty, hang on,” he grunted out, hoisting your leg up and tightening his grip around it. he was close too, drilling into you like a fuck machine as jaehyun’s marking dimmed down to light pecks on the back of the blond’s neck. he was desperate to let out his neediness, his thrusts eventually dying down to simple sporadic jerks as he came in you.
“s-sung—” you started, but before you could continue, taesan had leaned down to kiss your lips. one single long kiss as he held you by your cheeks, letting go with darkened eyes as he spoke:
“only say my name.”
something in the air shifted when he said those 4 simple words. yet, it sounded like they held so much more behind them as taesan kissed you once again.
you hadn’t been kissed all night, you realized, as you threw yourself against him, the boy helping you sit up as your back arched into him while your lips worked wonders against each other. you got simply so engrossed in it that you let out soft whimpers, one of his hands holding the back of your head as the other pressed onto where sungho had moments prior.
he just needed it to be his turn now. finally. at last.
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a/n: hi guys! everyone's freaky! hooray! happy halloween! i kinda lost my mind towards the end of this, but so did everyone else in the fic xoxo please tell me what you guys think of this ALSO LAST KINKTOBER FIC! what the flip... excited to open asks back up again tomorrow though <3 happy early no nut november 😈 giggling ok im gonna sybau ENJOY <3333 and don't hate me for how trash it is ok? i tried! and also!! big thanks to my rosypie @taestulipss for giving me the amazing plot idea with jealous yet in control taesan hehe love u my cutie 🫶
SUNGHO: breeding kink & body worship
sungho’s breeding kink runs deeper than just physicality. it’s laced with instinct and the way he views commitment. something about the idea of claiming you in the most primal way turns him into someone feral; he likes knowing his release has purpose, even if it’s just fantasy. the first time he cums inside, it’s with trembling hands holding your hips down, whispering through clenched teeth how good you feel, how “you were made for me.” he presses down on your stomach like he’s trying to feel it take. he doesn’t mind whether you’re actually trying. it’s the idea that you’d keep him inside, dripping and full, that gets him off the hardest. sometimes he’ll get lost in it, pulling out just to push it back in with two fingers, a low groan in your ear: “don’t waste it, baby. that’s all yours.”
paired with that possessive urge is an overwhelming softness in how he worships your body. sungho’s touch slows down when he’s admiring stretch marks, scars, chubby thighs, soft stomachs. anything that makes you, you. he’ll kiss each spot with reverence, praising you until you’re squirming from more than just pleasure. during sex, he’ll keep eye contact while trailing his mouth down your torso, murmuring things like “i love this part of you” between every kiss. his praise is real, not performative and you’ll feel it in how he lingers after you cum, still stroking you gently, still wanting to taste. if you’re insecure, he makes it a mission to change how you see yourself because he thinks you’re divine.
RIWOO: dacryphilia & orgasm control
riwoo’s favorite thing in the world is making you cry. not out of pain, but from being so overstimulated, so full of pleasure and affection that your eyes well up without you realizing. your whines, your shaking thighs, the way you beg when you’re right on the edge. it drives him wild. he’ll hold your face in his hands and wipe the tears with his thumbs, smiling as you gasp for breath and sob into his neck. “you’re so beautiful like this,” he’ll whisper. “don’t stop, i want to see it all.” he lives for the moment when you lose control, when you grip his wrist and beg him to let you finish. and he just kisses your cheek, pressing harder, coaxing you to fall apart.
and he’s a tease when it comes to orgasm control. not because he’s cruel, but because he adores watching you squirm. he’ll edge you slowly with fingers, pulling back every time your moans peak just a little too high, saying softly, “not yet.” his voice is always gentle, but firm. he doesn’t let you cum until you’re clinging to him, your body twitching and oversensitive, tears staining your cheeks. only then will he let go, watching you break with a low groan, telling you how perfect you look. afterwards, he holds you like something precious. rubbing your back, kissing your temple, helping you come down safe and sweet. it’s intense, but never unloving.
JAEHYUN: praise kink & thigh riding
jaehyun’s voice alone can ruin you. deep, low, and syrupy sweet when he’s telling you how good you are. he’s a praise kink incarnate, unable to keep compliments to himself even when he’s out of breath. he’ll call you his favorite, his good girl, his perfect thing. and say it sincerely, like it’s the only truth that’s ever mattered. if you’re on top, he’ll grip your waist and whisper, “just like that… fuck, you’re so good to me.” if you’re nervous or shy about your body, he’ll use his praise to break down those walls, not just telling you you’re hot, but why. how your hips move. how you moan. how no one else could make him feel this way.
he also loves when you ride his thigh. sometimes he’ll make you do it while he stays clothed. in sweatpants, loose shorts. just to feel the friction of your soaked panties leaving wet marks. he’ll grip your ass and guide your pace, murmuring encouragement as you grind down desperately. “you’re so needy today… go on, use me, baby.” it gets worse when he flexes, letting you feel the muscle underneath, cock twitching from how hot it is. and the moment you cum just from that? jaehyun’s hands dig into your hips and he pulls you into his lap, already hard and ready to ruin you for real.
TAESAN: voyeurism & camera kink
taesan’s biggest thrill is watching. even if he’s the one fucking you, his eyes are always fixed on your face or better yet, a mirror, a camera, anything that shows him the mess he’s making. if you’re ever bold enough to send a video when he’s away, he won’t stop watching it for days. but when you’re together, he’s always propping his phone up on something or holding it in one hand, growling “look at the camera, baby.” he wants to capture the moment you fall apart. to replay the sound of your moans, the arch of your back, the expression when he whispers your name and makes you cum all over him. it’s obsession disguised as documentation.
he especially loves letting you ride him while he films. one hand holds the phone, the other resting behind his head as he watches you through the screen. chest bouncing, hips rolling, pretty mouth open and gasping. sometimes he’ll flip the camera to selfie mode, both of you in frame as he fucks up into you. “smile for me, baby,” he’ll pant, sweat glistening on his chest, voice ragged. “let’s make this one for us.” it’s never about sharing it, just keeping it, treasuring it. and afterwards, when you’re spent and draped across his chest, he’s already scrolling through the clips, grinning like he won the lottery.
LEEHAN: sensory play & soft dom
leehan’s hands are warm and careful. always exploring, always testing how your body responds to certain touches. he’s deeply into sensory play, especially when it involves blindfolds, silk ropes, feather-light touches followed by firm, grounding pressure. he loves making you gasp from contrast. a kiss on your throat followed by a cool ice cube running down your spine. when he ties you up, it’s never about control. it’s about trust. he’ll talk you through everything, making sure you feel safe, even when you’re breathless. “color?” he’ll whisper in your ear, even if he’s only brushing a hand over your inner thigh. he wants you to melt for him, but only if you want to.
as a soft dom, he’s endlessly attentive. he’ll take his time drawing out your pleasure, asking how it feels, praising every sound you make. he’s the type to kiss you between thrusts, to whisper “i’ve got you” when you tighten around him. leehan won’t stop until he knows he’s given more than he’s taken. and that means multiple rounds, oral so slow it makes your legs shake, fingers exploring every inch of you until you’re pleading. the aftercare is just as important: warm towels, water, a hoodie slipped over your head, and gentle kisses to your temple as you fall asleep on his chest.
WOONHAK: power imbalance (innocence kink) & possessiveness
woonhak has that deceptive, boyish charm. the wide eyes, soft voice, sweet demeanor that makes people underestimate him. but beneath all of that is someone who lives for turning the tables. his biggest kink is the illusion of innocence, especially when it’s you playing the naïve one. wide-eyed, acting like you don’t know what you’re doing when you’re grinding in his lap or pouting for attention. he eats it up, but he’s quick to shatter it. “you know what you’re doing, don’t play dumb,” he’ll growl into your neck, pinning your wrists above your head with shocking strength for someone so pretty. the shift is fast, from giggling touches to his voice dropping an octave as he makes you say what you want, makes you beg for it clearly. he likes the game of pretending he’s sweet and bashful… until you say the wrong thing and he proves you wrong.
his possessiveness shows when he feels like someone else has had too much of your attention. he won’t throw a fit, but you’ll know. the arm around your waist tightening just a little more, the bruising kisses he presses to your collarbone when you get home. “did you laugh like that for him too?” he’ll ask, teeth grazing your ear as he rocks into you slowly. he doesn’t mind that people think you’re his sweet little thing. that’s the role he loves putting you in. but he wants it clear: you’re his. and if you ever tease him by flirting with someone else, it only makes the sex nastier. he’ll bend you over the sink, gripping your throat from behind and hissing, “say who you belong to.” because no matter how soft he looks, woonhak likes to claim what’s his. and he wants you aching with proof of it the next morning.
♡ lots of praise, dacryphilia kinda, soft dom!sungho, switch!jaehyun, overstimulation, mommy kink (once), possessiveness, lots of oral, marking, switch-ish!riwoo (mostly dom!riwoo), big dick! taesan, cumming inside, dom!leehan
sungho.
"you drive me crazy," a breathy whine emitted from him as your gagging on his cock, spit and precum dripping from your chin messily. hes throwing his head back as he cums down your pretty throat.
"right here angel? you like it when i touch you here? want me to keep goin?" he definitely has a thing for making you beg. after minutes of begging for him to touch you he finally does, slipping his fingers past your folds and pumping his fingers out painfully slow
"im gonna take my time with you tonight, okay?" he always takes his time with you regardless, but on nights where he just wants to focus on your pleasure is when he'll reallyyy take his time. eating you out till you squirt and fingering you till you cry- but hes so sweet during it all. he takes his time taking you apart.
"youre so- you feel so good around me" always alwaysss praising you, even when he cant think straight! hes sinking into you and your clenching around him so good, he cant stop the praises that fall out his mouth.
jaehyun.
"does this feel good? tell me im doing good please mommy" he really wants to be praised all the time! tell him how much of a good boy or how much of a good puppy he is and hes going feralll. when hes eating you out he just wants your fingers tangled in your hair and praises to flow out your mouth.
"all mine baby, fuck- youre all mine right?" hes got your cunt filled to the brim right now and times like these make him so possessive. he wants to cum in you so bad and mark you from the inside out so everyone knows your his. hes marking all over your chest
"i- cant take it, dont stop, just like that" poor boy whining about how he cant seem to take what you give him! but he doesnt want it to stop as much as he babbles about how he cant take it. your hands feel so good stroking his cock and even after how many times he came he just needs your hands on him.
"you make me feel so good baby- i love you," along with being praised, he also loves to give praise!! hes definitely an "i love you" during sex kinda guy, its so intimate for him no matter how kinky yalls sex is
riwoo.
"dont stop, baby- dont fucking stop please" sucking his dick and hes a whining crying mess!! thrusting up into your mouth making you gag and whine but he just cant help it. also he loves to cum on your face, painting it with his thick ropes of cum he loves to see you lick it off your lips afterward. hes a whiner and a begger, begging you not to stop no matter how overstimulated he is.
"you look so incredible right now" as hes between your thighs lapping at your pussy, he loves the way you look down at him with your pretty glossy eyes.
"i cant get enough of you" no matter how many times he eats you out, how many times hes had you cumming on his cock, how many times hes had his fingers deep inside you, how many times youve edged him till he cried, he cant get enough. he always wants more
"i wanna feel every part of you" missionary and his chest is pressed up against yours and his face is hidden in the crook of your neck while hes so so sooo deep inside you. loves to feel close to you
taesan.
"come on, you can take it cant you?" his cock is soo thick and big youre whining whenever he slips into you. hes always having to wait a few seconds to let you get used to the size before slamming into you
"theres my good pretty girl, there she is" when your pulling off his dick with a pop! sound with his cum dripping from your lips, thats what he thinks the prettiest sight is. petting your hair as you catch your breath and youre looking up at him so sweetly.
"you have no idea how good im gonna make you feel.." he chuckles licking your breasts as his fingers find their way to your sopping pussy. hes great with his fingers and always has you squirting on them in no time. you know when he says this hes gonna overstimulate you so much
"dont move. let me do the work" when your riding him and hes getting sososoo close and he needs to thrust up into you to get where he needs to be. hed lay you down on top of him and slam up into you, holding onto your ass as he cums inside :3
leehan.
"youre so wet. all for me, huh?" he hasnt even touched you yet and your already leaking through your panties! he loves the effect he has on you and he uses that to his advantage. that silly lil smile he has is plastered all over his face when he feels how wet you are.
"you feel so perfect, its driving me insane" he lovessss the way your throat feels swallowing around him. he cant get enough of it! youre so good at taking his cock down your throat he cant stop his groans and whines
"cmon take me just like that" comes out as a breathy moan while your slowly moving your hips up and down on his cock. he loves having you like this- on top of him yet still so submissive to him
"ive been thinking about this all day" hes pressing you down onto the couch and the boner in his pants his painfully noticeable. he mustve had a long day at work because hes so needy and hes pressing long hickeys onto your neck, kneeding your breasts sweetly
synopsis: 'BoyNextDoor NSFW headcanons pt2' ~ also tags were already “pre-established” by my lovely’s @snoopymyung post + distributed between the members by me (much like pt1, with the help of some friends <3)
genre: +18, NSFW, MDNII** (mind the tags!!)
pairing: boynextdoor hyung line x reader
playlist: “Calling me up / Calling me yours / Calling my line / Doing what you’re doing to me / Baby, it’s a crime” - Love Talk, WayV
A/N: so after sooooo long, I finally finished writing part 2. Sorry to keep y’all waiting, but this was a super challenge for me, since it was actually my first time writing for the hyung line. I have to say, I’m not 100% satisfied, but I hope you guys enjoy > o <
hyung line - maknae line
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Lee SangHyeok ~ Riwoo
Warnings: office!au, friends to lovers, txt!mentioned (much love to my moadoors), alcohol mention (not much drinking though), they're really wet (like literally, i mean), hickeys, making out, a lot of licking and biting tbh, waist grabbing is a thing, Adam’s apple kissing/sucking, blindfold, shoulder biting, hand kisses, Riwoo's really sweet, height difference (word count: 2,5k)
The door opens immediately as you swipe your card, stepping aside as the boy passes through you humming excitedly. You chuckle as you walk towards your bed, sitting on the edge of the soft cushion, watching as your friend proudly lifts up the champagne bottle, and reenacts the recent events.
“Honestly, you know I don’t like to brag.” Riwoo says, his eyes sparkling like the yellowish beverage he held in his hand. You shake your head positively, biting your lip as you try not to smile. “They’re nice people, but their company should have prepared them properly.” You giggle, watching as he picks up two cups with the hotel logo on them, setting them up on the table.
“You’re acting as if you’d just won the Hunger Games, Riwoo.” Your comment makes him grin in your direction, finger pointing towards you. “We could totally win the games together.” You decide not to oppose his thoughts, letting victory set in your blood.
Company conventions used to be a boring agenda for you: marketing gambles, learning each other's tricks and sometimes stealing newbies from right underneath their noses; it was exhausting and stressful.
But ever since Riwoo was hired and became your travel buddie, what was lame became fun and suddenly you felt more alive than ever. You urged for new events. Both of you became the company’s top duo, as not only you were able to bring top information, but win sponsors and prizes, like today.
‘Cromer HQ’ was responsible for today's agenda, leading the smaller companies to a series of quizzes, with a promise of sponsorship to any new releases in the following year. The game was exciting, quick questions about the market, value and overall productions.
Teams were eliminated one by one as the final round came up and only 2 companies remained: ‘Tomorrow’ and ‘OUR’ (which was your company - Our Universal Relics - lame name, cool job).
You stare at the boy struggling to open the bottle and smile, remembering both of you jumping together as the microphone announced your victory. The afternoon came to an end with a signed contract and a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
“I can’t believe you actually beat a genius like Taehyun.” You stand up, walking towards him, signaling Riwoo to hand you the bottle. He hands it over to you, as he shrugs his shoulders, a pleased look on his face. “I knew we would end up against them, so I studied.” You stare at him, raising your eyebrow.
Riwoo sighs defeated, crossing his arms as his gaze meets yours. “Okay… If he hadn’t hesitated on that question, we probably wouldn't have won, but who cares?” You let out a loud laugh, as you unscrew the wooden top.
“He’s a nice guy, but I’m still happy we won.” A large smile appears on his face as he stares at you, warmth filling you within, masking it with a loud gulp. “Do you need help with that?” The short boy watches your fingers sliding against the top as sweat fills your palm. “I almost got it, don’t worry.” You let out an awkward laugh as you sense his steps getting closer.
“Maybe if we did it together-” “Riwoo, it’s fine!” You cut him, your hand wrapping itself around the lid, as you try pulling upwards. Riwoo unconsciously shakes the bottle, bringing the alcoholic drink towards him. “I just gotta-”
The words leave your mouth hurriedly, as you too, pull the glass in your direction, but it’s too late. Both of you hear the loud pop, as the top is set free. You shut your eyes as a reflex, carefully distancing yourself from the entry, scared that the cork might hurt you.
But instead of pain, you feel the cold liquid drenching your body. You let out a shy groan, opening your eyes, only to see the bubbly drink slowly dripping from the bottle to the floor, gently caressing your hand. You blink a few times, watching as champagne drops from your hair, making you chuckle as your skin starts getting sticky.
While you're busy laughing, your eyes finally search for the boy who was sharing rooms with you, only to find Riwoo statically still. His hair was soaked, making it difficult to distinguish his bright ginger locks from a brownish color, because of the room’s lighting. Your breathing thickens as you follow the sight of the falling droplets, as they become one with his skin.
Suddenly the room is filled with nothing but silence, as your laughter fails, shutting your mouth tightly. Warmth takes over your cheeks, as your brain starts to malfunction. You shouldn't be staring at a friend like this, but why couldn't you do anything but look?
It was like your feet were stuck to the ground and your mouth glued shut. You steal a glance once more, just in time to catch a drop rush down his neck, as he gulps, his Adam’s apple moving underneath, making your heart skip a beat.
You are pulled from your thoughts as Riwoo’s voice comes out with an awkward giggle. “Well… That was definitely a way of celebrating!” His voice comes out cheerful, staring at you with a distinct glow in his eyes. You let out an awkward laugh as you get closer, placing the bottle on top of the table behind him. Your muscles become tense as you walk uneasily around him, wondering what the hell was your brain thinking.
Out of the corner of your eye, you watch his slight movement, taking off the black blazer and placing it on top of the chair. You carefully pull away, gulping at the sight of the soaked buttoned shirt that was underneath. You’d never thought of Riwoo with a super fit body, but you could see now that appearances can be deceiving.
Your breathing becomes heavy as you watch his hands gently pull away the shirt, laughing at how soaked he looked. You shamelessly stare at his smooth abdomen; the fabric was transparent enough to give you a glance of his nipples, making you blush as you finally looked away.
“Shit, you’re all wet, as well…” Riwoo exclaimed, his hand carefully stroking your arm. You shiver with his sudden touch, eyes widened, as you answer his gaze. “Wh-What?” You choke on your own words, making him respond with a kind smile.
“Don’t worry, it was kind of my fault as well.” He lifts his hand, almost as if he was surrendering himself to you. “You can use the bathroom first and I'll clean up-” Before he could finish his sentence, you grab his pulse, pinning him against the wall. He lets out a surprised groan, staring at you with wide eyes, as you tighten your grip around him.
You watch as his torso moves upwards and downwards, as droplets continue to fall down his skin. “I think I might be crazy, Riwoo.” You whisper a confession, shutting your eyes tightly, loosening your grip.
“Don’t lose confidence now…” His voice is hoarse; the words come out and comfort your skin, making you blush. You open your eyes to find him staring at you, with those kind brown eyes, watching with anticipation.
That’s when your lips finally meet. It’s gentle and calm; almost as if you were scared of what it would feel like kissing him. His mouth is carefully parted, enjoying the way your tongue circled inside it; delighting himself with the mere sound of your shy gasps for air. You pull away, watching how his body folds itself to you, almost as if your touch was relaxing.
Your finger draws a path around his soft features; outlining his mouth shape, and making him shiver as you stroke down his neck. You tilt your head, leaning downwards. As your lips take his skin, a satisfied groan escapes his mouth.
Your tongue licks the champagne remains, the taste activating your tastebuds, making you lean in for more. “Shit… That was some damn good champagne." You sigh, hands unconsciously wrapping themselves around his waist. “Well… Don’t waste it.” Riwoo whispers in return, swallowing once more.
You smile, kissing his neck again. Your fingers tickle his nape, making him groan by your touch. Your tongue circles around his skin, as you occasionally spread kisses throughout his entire neck, gazing at how his Adam's apple moved endlessly every time he gulped. You innocently make your way towards it, letting out a silent moan as your mouth delights itself around the protrusion you were longing for.
Riwoo lets out a hoarse grunt, as you start sucking it thoroughly. His head falls backwards, stretching his neck even further, panting slightly each time you circled around it. His fingers dug themselves in your hair, stroking your strands gently. Suddenly you freeze, as embarrassment shakes you to the bone.
It was one thing to kiss him, almost as if you were just living out your fantasies. But it was completely different to have him touching you in return. Moaning, caressing your hair, practically begging you for more. It was too much.
You suddenly pull away, flustered by his confused look, using your hands to block your face. “Oh my god, Riwoo. I’m-“ Sorry? Was that even the right word to say? You feel his warmth, as his fingers brush against your skin, trying to get a glimpse of your eyes. “This is just- I” “Hey… It’s okay. There’s nothing wrong about this.” He reinsures you, gently grabbing your hand, revealing part of your face.
“Do you actually want this?” His voice is low but reassuring. But deep down, you could tell there was a hint of desire in his tone. “I can’t even look at you right now…” You confess. Riwoo sighs, pushing your other hand down. “We can fix that.”
You furrow your eyebrow, opening your eyes slightly, only to watch him take off his black tie. “You don’t have to look at me, Y/N.” He whispers, getting even closer, placing the fabric on your palms.
You stare at his eyes, shining brightly with anticipation, making you relax your muscles. He actually wants this. “Do you trust me?” Riwoo asks. “Of course.” The words burst out of your mouth.
And only seconds away, his hands were wrapping the fabric around your face. It was true, you couldn’t see a thing. You nod in response, when he asks if this was something you could handle, hand gently caressing your skin.
Riwoo takes the lead, pulling you in for a kiss, much different than before. His mouth met yours, making you gasp loudly at the way his tongue swirled inside you. Riwoo’s hands were sly. His fingers effortlessly unbutton your shirt, while he bites your bottom lip, and kisses you again and again, like your saliva was addicting enough to get him drunk.
With the top buttons opened, you feel Riwoo pulling down your blouse, the fabric brushing your skin as it lands on your elbow. You listen to him moaning quietly, almost satisfied, as he probably stared at your black lace bra (you thanked your past self for choosing to wear them this morning). He takes your waist, pulling you towards him; as you let out a surprised gasp, Riwoo’s warm hands trace your curves, giving you chills.
You feel his spiky hair tickle you, as he leaves your mouth, a trail of saliva pending in between your lips, as you breathe in the warm air you shared. He kisses your neck, just like you did before, teasing you down the center, each time you swallow. You bite your bottom lip, as he continues to move, licking your collarbone, biting down on your skin slightly.
Your hand lifts itself unconsciously, digging your fingers in his hair, as you start humming, mouth half open, as he kisses your neckline. Riwoo kisses you with a hunger that you had no idea of its existence; leaving little bites with those cute fangs of his, that you always found adorable.
It was a strange mix of your skin burning from his touch and your heart beating faster as you thought of everything you’ve been through together, and what you meant to each other.
He gently slides down the shirt. You feel quite chilly as you stand shirtless in the refrigerated room. Warmth starts building up once Riwoo starts kissing you again, from your shoulder to your hands, which he kissed deeply, before placing them on his face. You chuckle, as your fingers caress his skin, leaning in for a sweet kiss, his mouth adjusting itself to yours when you miss your target slightly.
Riwoo smiles in between, wrapping his arms around you, in a tight hug. Suddenly you hear knocking on your door, making you freeze.
Riwoo tells you to stay put, as he goes and answers it, leaving you embarrassed at your current state: shirtless and blindfolded. You slowly pull down the tie, taking a few seconds to adjust yourself to the lighting, watching as your colleague walks back into the room.
“You know, I actually missed your eyes staring at me. Nice to see them again.” Riwoo smiles, as he walks closer to you. “Who was it?” You ask, hugging yourself in a shy attempt to cover your exposed chest.
“Cromer employees asking if we liked the champagne. I told them it was the best I’ve ever tried.” He winks at you, making you blush even more at his sudden movement, grabbing the shirt that was pending down your waist, and bringing it up, for you to put it back on.
You watch him carefully, as you slip in your arms, wearing the shirt once more, buttons still open. “You seemed cold.” He explained calmly. “But you should definitely change. They are still wet.” Riwoo smiled. You slowly lift your hand, handing him back his black tie. “I. I don’t know what you say… Riwoo.” You stutter with your words. “Maybe… We should talk in the morning?” Riwoo suggested as he realizes your struggle, making you nod embarrassed.
Riwoo didn’t drop his smile, not even for one second. In fact, you could have sworn it had gotten even bigger. You slowly walk towards your bag, grabbing your things to take a shower, but before you could close the bathroom door, you hear him calling out your name.
You stick your head out to stare at him. “Just so you know, I don’t regret it. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time.” He sighs happily. “Just thought it would calm your nerves to hear it.”
You nod, stepping back inside, finally closing the door. He was right. Tension leaves your body, as your muscles relax, and your breathing returns to normal.
But what he didn’t know was that your thoughts were all filled with him. The both of you. How the hell would you sleep now? You freak out slightly, messing your hair, staring at yourself in the mirror. It would be a challenge to share the room with him tonight.
Park Sungho ~ Sungho
Warnings: established relationship, pretty much lovebirds, pet names (baby), they hungry af, backhugs, cuties, manhandling, face siting, thigh biting, pantie eating, inner thigh kisses (word count: 2,1k)
You hurriedly place the finishing touches on top of the counter, as soon as you hear the recognizable melody of the clicks, as someone types in your door code.
It’d been weeks since you saw your boyfriend, who had spent the holidays with his family. Talking to him every day through the phone wasn’t enough, you had to see him, kiss him, feel him. You missed every part of him: his soft voice, sweet manners, warm hug.
You spent the last few days preparing a surprise. On the counter lay all his favorite snacks, DVD’s of his favorite movies and a jar with freshly picked flowers: a mix of white and yellow, that complemented his soft features.
Your heart was racing with anticipation, as you listened to his footsteps, following the fairy lights you’d set up on the hallway, to light his way to you.
He sticks his head out as he gets near the corner, searching for you in the living room first, and then finally turning around to find you standing neatly in front of the kitchen.
Sungho’s face lights up immediately, his lips curving up, as a large smile appears. You can’t contain yourself, running towards him, legs wrapping themselves around his waist, as he drops his luggage on the floor.
Sungho digs his face in your hair, holding you tightly on one arm. “I missed you too, baby.” His laugh is muffled by your strands. Your fingers run through his soft hair, taking in the brownish color that you missed thoroughly.
He lifts his head to look at you; feeling him shifting next to you, Sungho raises his arm, only to reveal a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Your expression softens even more, picking up the flowers, admiring the scent as you sniff them.
You smile brightly, finally kissing him softly. His plump lips melted instantly, surrendering himself to you; he tasted quite floral, probably from sniffing those flowers.
You place a peck on his lips, pulling away, watching his dilated pupils as he stares directly at your mouth. “Seems like we had the same idea! I also bought you flowers.” You smile excited, watching as his eyes sparkle even more. “Really?” Sungho smiles, scrunching his nose, touching it against yours, before putting you down.
Grabbing his hand, you pull him with you, towards the kitchen counter. A little “Ta Da!” escapes leaves your mouth, as you watch Sungho eying the surprise you’d prepared. He smiles, drawing you in for a tight hug, as you giggle at his reaction.
“God, I missed you so much.” He confesses, pulling your hair aside, placing a kiss on your neck. You're suddenly lifted up in the air, as Sungho wraps his arms around your thighs, putting you on top of the hard surface.
Sungho’s hands gently caress your exposed skin, squeezing your thighs, spreading chills throughout your body. His tongue slides in your parted mouth, kissing you thoroughly, with the hunger he suppressed for all those weeks.
“I’ve been longing for this moment.” Sungho confesses in between kisses, almost out of breath, from the way he was sucking your lips. His fingers climb up your thighs, hands grabbing your ass.
You moan, hip thrusting forward, as his hands secretly slide themselves inside your shorts. The feeling of his warm palm against your ass, sparked something inside you.
Truthfully, late at night you would touch yourself thinking about this moment, a burning passion dwelt within you, eagerly awaiting the moment you would be with him again.
Sungho doesn't abandon your mouth; the feeling itself of your tongues intertwining was already arousing, but having his hands on top of your lingerie… You could go mad.
“Take it off…Please, baby…” You beg, your fingers running through his hair, tickling his ear slightly, making him flinch. Sungho doesn’t waste time, his fingers quickly moving towards the button. Suddenly he stopped kissing you, breathing heavily, he looked directly into your eyes, as he unzipped you, helping you up as the fabric slid through your skin.
Sungho brings your hips closer, admiring your new underwear; you knew he was wondering if it was part of a set. Innocently you pull up your shirt, throwing it off the ground, only to reveal a matching bralette.
Sungho licks his mouth, letting a small whistle escape his lips. “Surprise!” Your voice is sweet and sensual, lifting your leg, brushing it against his inner thigh provokingly.
You could see the fire igniting in his eyes, as he put a finger inside your bralette, tracing its extension. It looked like he was taking mental pictures of what you looked like, enjoying the view.
“Fuck. You look… Shit, I didn’t want to rush, but fuck. Baby.” He kisses the top of your breast, making you gasp; your skin was already burning. “It’s been so long…” Sungho kisses you again. “So long since I’ve last tasted you.” He whispers.
Wasting no time, Sungho’s palms warm your stomach, as he carefully pushes you down on top of the counter. He grabs your legs, resting your feet on his shoulders. Despite his quick movement, his touches were always light and gentle. Sungho used his hands to push away your knees, eyes focused on your laced underwear.
He slowly leads his index finger to his mouth, his eye contact never flinching, making sure you were watching his every move. With his finger glistening in his taste, he touched your skin, forming a trail of warm saliva through your entire leg.
You hummed all the way in anticipation, moaning as his finger finally made its way to your cunt. Sungho touched you on top of the fabric, his fingers circling on your clit, smiling as they got wet, this time with your own taste.
Sungho leaned in to kiss you, your legs struggling to balance on his shoulders as he got closer. It was a quick kiss, just to get a taste of your lips. Sloppy, yet kind and warm. He placed a peck on your mouth, smiling while staring at you, before drowning himself in your abdomen. You gasp, as he spreads kisses everywhere he passes, stopping near your pelvis.
You grunt as he lifts his head, a smirk in his mouth. The same mouth that started placing kisses throughout your legs. He would evenly distribute them between both legs, soft and gentle, no rush whatsoever, only love in every centimeter of skin.
As he reached your inner thigh, things changed; you could feel his muscles stretching underneath your feet. Sungho kissed them intensely, practically sucking on your skin making your pussy throb, as you moaned. “Sungho… Mhmmmm.”
His head was dug deep in your thighs, sucking and biting on them, like he was being served a full course meal. You honestly couldn’t care less if your skin would end up with hickeys everywhere, you enjoyed having his soft lips on you.
Sungho’s mouth finally reached your panties, thinking about how such a nice fabric was already wet, despite him not touching you properly yet. He kissed your corners, pulling his face away quickly, giving you a few seconds to breathe. When you least expect it, Sungho tongue licks you right down the middle, tasting your liquid on top of the fabric.
You choke on your own breath, while his tongue works its magic, delighting himself with the view of your new set, ruining another new pair. You moan his name loudly, painting while you feel his mouth kissing your cunt, his nose tickling your clit. “Oh god.” You let out, biting your bottom lip, while pulling his hair back.
He looks up at you, smirking as you complain when he abandons his post. Sungho puts your legs down, wrapping his arms around your thighs, picking you up, dragging you away from the counter. He gets close to your earlobe, biting slightly, before whispering. “I won’t let you come like this.”
Sungho takes you to the couch, placing you on the soft surface. He pulls your legs up, dragging down your lingerie, throwing it on the floor. You watch as he suddenly sits on the cold marble floor, making you furrow your eyebrows. “What are you doing, baby?” You ask, running your fingers through his hair.
He then turns your back at you, making you even more confused, head pending backwards until his brown hair is spread on the couch. You watch him smiling at you from below, eyes glowing as he gulps. “I want you to sit on me. Can you do that, babe?” His voice was like poison, drunk on desire, but his soft doe eyes pierced your heart.
You nod, just the thought of it made you get even wetter. You raise your pelvis, balancing your weight on the sofa, moving towards his face, when Sungho stops you. “Maybe the other way around, baby. You might want to… Hold on to something.” His eyebrows raise suggestively, as he waits patiently, while you turn around, facing the wall.
You carefully calculate your movements, moving like one of those arcade claw machines. Sungho laughs underneath you, wrapping his arms around your thighs, guiding you. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” He ensured you, gently pulling you down, until your open cunt finally made contact with his mouth. And god. It was the best thing you’d ever felt.
With no warning whatsoever, Sungho's tongue starts licking you thoroughly, making you gasp by the feeling of his saliva meeting your wet entrance.
Sungho sucks on your cunt, pushing you down even further, making you put all your body weight on his face. You feel his plump lips kissing you, almost as if he was making out with your pussy, as heat starts climbing up your body.
You lean forward - thanking Sungho for rearranging your position earlier - holding onto the couch’s backrest. His tongue moves around freely: swirling, sucking and digging in as deep as he can.
You pant loudly, grinding against his mouth unintentionally, immediately being hit by immense pleasure. “O-oh Sungho… Mhmmmm.” You caress his hair with one of your hands, quickly backing away, when his tongue licks your clit repeatedly.
Moaning Sungho’s name out loud, you start grinding down on his face even harder. The sound of your damp pussy milking into his mouth. Quickly warmth starts building up - a funny feeling on your lower belly - as your hips move forward, desperate. A choked moan escapes your mouth, your hands gripping down on the soft mattress. “Sun-Sungho! Ah!”
Your brain is begging you not to stop, humping his face again and again, as Sungho sucks your throbbing cunt. You feel his fingernails digging in your thighs, as you listen to him moan a muffled “Fuck.” as his tongue licks you again.
Suddenly you feel your body twitching, hips faster and high pitched moans scratching your throat. Sungho sucks you through your orgasm, drunk over the taste and scent of your juice.
Slowing down, you stand up straight, grinding slightly as Sungho kisses sweetly. You finally stop, breathing heavily, resting your hands on top of your thighs, touching his skin with your pinky. You can feel Sungho smiling underneath you, an audible chuckle clearing the air as you raise yourself, sitting properly on the couch.
He quickly pulls himself up, sitting beside you, head resting backwards as his chest moves up and down, catching his breath.
He lays out his hand in your direction. Your fingers intertwine, and you lean in, stealing a quick kiss from his lips; a sudden blush fills your cheeks as you taste yourself. “Still sweet like always.” Sungho murmured in your mouth, leaving a peck on your lips, pulling away.
He rests his head, eyes locked at you, smiling brightly. “Are you satisfied now, mister?” You ask playfully, watching as his cheeks reveal themselves into a rosy color. “I’m actually a little hungry… If I’m being honest, love.”
Sungho stares at you with bright eyes, eyelashes blinking slowly, seducing you with that beautiful face of his. “Well… That’s great, because ORIGINALLY we were going to actually eat first.” You joke around, pushing him away, while standing up. Sungho is quick enough to hug you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.
“You can use my hoodie, I miss seeing you in it.” He whispers, kissing your ear. “Only if you can control yourself as you watch me cook wearing your clothes.” You shake him around cutely, as you listen to him sighing. “I’ll try my best.” You chuckle, freeing yourself from his arms. “Liar…” You start laughing as Sungho quickens his pace after you.
Myung Jaehyun ~ Jaehyun
Warnings: he is older than reader, childhood friends to lovers, might have gotten too carried away with the plot tbh, mentions of alcohol, a bit angsty?, my bro’s down bad, crying, their first time kissing (omg so sweet), messy kissing, begging, dry humping, neck licking, finger sucking, drooling (word count: 2,2k)
Your body hides itself behind the entrance door, head out, arm waving your goodbyes, thanking everyone for their presence. Riwoo is the last one to leave, pausing before you're able to shut the door, turning around to look at you.
“You should probably look after Jaehyun… He’s passed out on the floor.” The boy looks at you with a concerned glance. You smile, brushing your hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I promised I would help him tidy up the place. I won’t leave until he’s feeling better.” Riwoo nodded, finally leaving.
When the door finally closes, you are left standing in the hallway, staring at the remains of the party. You start gathering the decorations, stacking them on top of the table. It was Jaehyun’s idea to have a combined birthday party, since both of you celebrated it only a week apart. You had no reason to say no.
The first time you celebrated together, he was turning 5 and you 4. Smiling, you carefully put aside the candles: 22 and 21 (except you obviously reused one of the two, so the cake counted 221 years, which gathered funny pictures). You heard a sound coming from the living room as the refrigerator door closed in front of you, the cake’s leftovers stored on the inside.
You carefully walk through the corridor. You could see the disco lights nearing the living room’s entrance, plastic cups gathered close to the couch.
The TV was on, playing your playlist on low volume; but your gaze landed on the boy, with his legs curled up and head resting on his knees, as he stared into the void. Without making much noise, you walk towards him, picking up the remote and turning off the television.
Jaehyun is startled by the sudden change in the ambiance, looking around until his gaze finally meets yours, as you squat to sit beside him.
“I knew you were faking it.” You accused him, a playful tone coating your voice. “I think I saw you have like. A cup of beer. No way you would pass out from that.” You gently push him with your shoulders, getting you close enough to see a smile on his face. “I was tired.” He shrugged.
Confusion sets in as you watch the normally cheerful boy, wrapped near you in such a tiny state, you almost didn't recognize. “Hey… What’s wrong? I thought you were having a good time.” Your voice comes out worried, and your heart shrinks a little as he faces you, eyes shining while blinking intensely.
“Don’t worry about it.” Jaehyun tries to stand up, but you pull him down again. “Talk to me, Jae.” You can feel his muscles soften by your touch.
Jaehyun looks at you, frustration written all over his face, as he sighs out loud, eyes avoiding your gaze. “It’s really stupid. Let’s not ruin the night-” It almost seemed like he was hiding something from you, and you hated it. Through all the night you noticed his eyes slyly stealing glances in your direction, but you didn't think much of it. Not until now.
“You know-” You held onto your breath, thinking before saying anything you would regret. “You never gave me a birthday present.” Sighing out loud, you exhaled all the air stuck in your lungs. Jaehyun looked at you, furrowing his eyebrows. “Your birthday’s next week, I -” “Yeah, well. We celebrated today, didn’t we?” You cut him off, confusion written all over his face.
“I don’t have it here with me, Y/N-” Jaehyun tried to explain himself, but you couldn’t care less about a birthday present, you just wanted his honesty. “You know what I would really like?” He stared at you, trying to understand where the conversation was leading towards.
“I just want you to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me. DON’T try to deny it.” You cut him off before he could say anything. “I know you have. Why?” You didn’t realize how much these words were hurting you until now. Your childhood best friend, suddenly ignoring you.
Jaehyun blinked slowly, alternating between looking at your eyes and trying to find a way out of this trap. He finally sighed, defeated. “I didn’t want to.” His voice was quiet, fidgeting with his fingers, uneasy. “But you gave me no choice…” “ME?!”
You quickly shut your mouth, as he locks eyes with you, startled. “YES?? I MEAN. Have you seen the way you look tonight? Like. Man.” Wait. Your brain started malfunctioning. “And I mean, your hair! It looks amazing. Don’t get me started on that make up. Because I KNOW that is some new lipgloss and-”
You grabbed his arm, slightly digging in your fingernails into his skin, enough for the pain to make him stop rambling. “Jaehyun… What are you saying? I don’t-”
“I spent all night trying to get you out of my head. Because I couldn’t-” His voice cracked while staring at you, pupils dilated. “I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like. For me to see your lips up close. To taste your new lip gloss. To feel it.”
He breathed out, tears forming in the corner of his eyelids. “Do you hate me now?” Jaehyun whispered, you could sense a drop of fear in his voice.
You looked at him. Like actually looked at him. The boy who had always been by you. For better and for worse. Your best friend in the whole entire world. You would’ve been lying to say you hadn’t thought about him like that.
Especially when he was around other girls. What was the saying? “You only realize what you had, until you lose it”? You didn’t want that. You swallowed your jealousy. Your feelings were drowned with memories of your title: “friend”. Who would want to lose a friend like him?
But then again, how could you resist when he was straight up confessing, something that seemed so impossible for you. Your heart pumped even faster inside your chest. Those feelings weren’t just yours.
A mix of joy and fear rumbled inside you, but adrenaline worked faster than any emotion. “How could I possibly hate you, Jaehyun.” You sighed. “It would make me a hypocrite, since… I’ve thought about it more times than I could count…”
Jaehyun's eyes winded by your confession. “About what?” He asked, in disbelief. You smiled gently, your hand slowly moving up, caressing his cheek. “Kissing you.” You whisper, leaning in close enough to feel his warm breath surround you.
“Are you playing with me, right now?” Jaehyun trembled in front of you, struggling to keep his cool. “Why would I joke about this?” Your voice is kind, calm - almost like a sweet autumn breeze brushing against his skin.
You watched him hold his breath, eyes locked with yours, a hint of hope hidden behind their glow. “So… What are you going to do about it?” You whisper, feeling your heart almost ripping your chest apart. He stared at you one last time, before finally leaning in, warming your lips with his longing desire, his deepest secret.
Your mouth automatically parted, welcoming his tongue, his taste mixing along with yours. You dig your hand, scrunching his brown hair, pulling him in, deepening the kiss.
Jaehyun moaned against your mouth. It was nothing like any other kiss you’ve ever experienced. It was messy, sloppy - like he’d waited for this moment his whole life. He kissed you with such hunger, his mouth missing yours by a few centimeters, only crashing against your lips, once more.
You pull away quickly, taking a deep breath, leaning your forehead against his. “Am I dreaming right now?” His voice was shaky, breathing intensely. “You tell me.” You place a peck on his lips.
You caress his cheeks, staring deeply into his eyes, watching as tears build up on his bottom eyelid. “Please, don’t stop.” Jaehyun begged, leaning in once more, his nose brushing against yours, tongue sliding inside your mouth. As your fingers touch his skin, you feel the wam liquid wetting his face, as tears fall down along with a surprised gasp, each time you pull him closer.
Moving beside him, you push him against the couch, passing your leg over him, sitting on top of his lap. Jaehyun groans as you put your weight on top of him, hands wandering on your back - exploring every curve he knew by heart, but this time, covered in all his hidden intentions, everything he's been holding back. His eyes sparkled, sniffing slightly, as he tried to control his tears. You smile, stroking his hair backwards, leaning in for a kiss.
Jaehyun complained when your mouth parted from his, a smirk on your lips, as you began to trace a path down his neck, kissing his skin deeply and passionately, pleased by his satisfied groans.
“Fuck. You drive me crazy.” Jaehyun’s voice sounded out of breath. “Yeah?” You stare at him dangerously. “Show me how much you needed this, Jae.” You provoke him, hips moving slowly, watching his face glitch as you move.
“Fuck. Don’t do that.” Jaehyun bit his bottom lip, panting as you grinned down on him, head pending backwards while you kissed his neck. “No?” You whispered, placing pecks all over. “Want me to stop?” You teased, slowly pulling away.
Jaehyun's hand grabs your neck, stopping you. “Don’t you dare.” His voice was hoarse, quickly catching his breath before pushing your head towards his neck. You laugh, as you lick his skin, pressing kisses all around.
Your hair tickled his skin, grabbing his nape as you started grinding on his lap once more. The living room was filled by your sounds - pants and soft moans, choked breaths and slight creeks as you push the couch backwards.
Jaehyun moans quietly. You finally feel his bulge underneath you, adjusting your position on top of him. He whined when your pussy finally aligned perfectly with his cock, on top of his jeans.
You felt the pleasure build up inside you - your panties getting completely soaked as you kissed him urgently. “God - Faster.” Jaehyun grabbed your waist, boosting your movements.
His head leaned backwards, as you fastened your pace, abandoning his mouth to kiss his exposed neck. Your hand travelled through his face, panting as your arousal started building up. Unintentionally slipping your finger into his mouth, muffling his moans.
You let out a surprised groan, as his lips closed around your finger, tongue swirling on your skin, sucking its extension deeply. His mouth parted, whimpering as you grinded harder, your back arching as your hips moved forwards.
The friction was driving you insane; his erection throbbing right underneath you. Jaehyun bites down on your finger, but not enough to hurt you, just enough to mask his moans.
Your body reacted to his sound, his touches, his saliva on your skin. You needed to taste him again, you needed to moan against his mouth as you reached your high. You pulled your finger away from his lips, grabbing his face, leaning into him completely.
You kissed him hungrily, teeth clashing momentarily, results of your urgency. Your tongue reached his throat, making you feel his choked moan dying inside your mouth.
Jaehyun's lips urged you to give in, to let yourself go completely. You could barely hold your position in, as your body trembled on top of him, your orgasm hitting you like a wave. “Jaehyun! Oh- Fuck!” Your pull away, lips parted, forehead touching his, as your breaths become one, a high pitched moan leaving his mouth, as Jaehyun pants underneath you.
You stop. Hands cupping his cheeks, as you panted loudly. Your nose slightly brushes against his as you lean in for a kiss. Sweet and delicate. You pulled away, your gaze meeting his - watching him ruined underneath you.
“Can I just say…” Jaehyun struggles to catch his breath. “Best fucking gift. Ever.” You giggle, head falling onto his shoulder, as you try to hide your smile.
“More than that record player I got you?” You ask in between laughs. Jaehyun’s face lights up even more. “That was just the entrée. This was world changing. God.” Jaehyun groaned, kissing you on the cheeks, making you laugh even louder.
“I don’t know if I feel offended or happy? You know how much I searched for those vinyls?” You tried being dramatic, but the attempt failed instantly when Jaehyun opened his mouth.
“I loved them. Maybe we could use it as background music for next time…” He whispered seductively, leaning forward, kissing the tip of your nose.
You slapped his chest slightly embarrassed. “What? I thought you liked background music!” Jaehyun exclaimed, as you hid his face on his chest. “Oh shut up, Jae.” And your ears were filled with his unique laughter.
“So… What does my lipgloss taste like?” Jaehyun smiled from ear to ear. “Coconut. And a little of something else… Maybe I need to taste it again, wait a minute.” He stretched his neck forward, pecking his lips, waiting for a kiss. “Idiot.” You chuckled, pushing him away.
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