sungho has sensitive wings. he makes it known each time you so much as trace a finger over them. they twich under the touch and he lets out a sigh. he should've known better than to think you wouldn't use that to your advantage. he underestimates just how mischievous you could be. finally finding a weak spot on your angel of a boyfriend, it'd be out of character for you to not exploit said weakness. while you do admire his ability to remain composed through whatever, you love when he just lets go. you love when he surrenders to your touch. you love unraveling him like a delicate ribbon. beautiful pale soft skin flushing with each touch you give him. you like to stimulate him with your fingertips running along the base of his wings and your cunt warming his cock. you feel the way he twitches both inside you and on the outside.
“so sensitive, huh?” you brush his bangs back. the pretty pink color complimenting his skin and the white of his feathery wings. you see the way tears slowly start to trickle down his face. a glittery trail. you kiss them away before they can drip off his jaw. “feels good though, doesn’t it, angel?”
the warmth of his release floods through you. the nickname being the final push. more glittery tears sliding down his cheeks. an immediate look of relief on his face. he falls back on the pillows but not before tucking his wings away for comfort.
“how could i ever think you wouldn’t use my weakness for your pleasure?”
Could you write smut with sungho x black reader where sungho and the reader have been best friends since childhood and bnd just came back from tour and sungho visits her
FINALLY A BOYNEXTDOOR REQUEST!
Been A While
Sungho of Boynextdoor! x BlackReader
Request are open! I reply as soon as I can. Masterlist here
Synopsis~ You've been friends for as long as you could walk. But what happenes when you see him again after a year long tour and your feelings just start spilling out of you after you go out drinking?
Warnings~ SMUT, Drinking, oral, rough, Dom Sungho, possessive, friends to lovers, use of protection, dirty talk, mentions of recording,
Word Count- 3.5k
12 months. He was on tour for an entire twelve months. You would say you barely know what he looks like, but you watched every performance on YouTube before bed.
You missed him. He called you every day before or after a show. He was less busy on tour than when he was here. But you missed being able to touch him.
He was gonna be on break for the next six months. That means six months of him lounging in your apartment as he halfs rent.
As soon as you saw Sungho come through your front door, you jumped into his arms.
Your heart was beating so fast. You missed him a lot.
It felt like something was missing, and you finally found it.
The smell of him was in your nose at last, after an entire year.
His hands were under your thighs, making sure you wouldn't fall off of him. He grunted a little when you jumped into his arms, but he didn't mind. Sungho whispered, "I missed you so much."
You tucked your head deeper into his shoulder and sighed. Sungho spun you two around, and you started laughing, "Sungho!"
He laughed slightly before putting you down. He patted your head and said, "How have you been?"
You looked at him, "Not good without my best friend."
Sungho looked at your couch before diving for it. He smiled, "Yeah, me neither. This year sucked without you. Next time I'm taking you on tour with me."
Sungho offered the other side of the couch, and you followed him, "Not a chance. I have a real job." Sungho groaned, falling over to the arm rest.
You watched him for a moment and asked, "Are you wired?"
He turned back to you, "Yeah. My sleep schedule is really fucked up. We should go out and drink."
You quirked your eyebrow, "Really? You want to go drink at 3 AM?" Sungho said, "Whose gonna stop us? The government?" You laughed, "The company!"
Sungho jolted up, "Alright, let's go. We're going to the clerb!"
You said, "No, we're not. We can go to a nice karaoke bar, though."
Sungho looked you over, "You changed your hair."
You said, "Yeah, it's been a year, Sungie."
Sungho said, "Keep the blonde. I like you with blonde hair."
You were now sporting blonde boho braids that cascaded down your back to your ass. Sungho was living for the way your hair swayed left to right.
You grabbed your bag and said, "Let's go." You grabbed his arm, and your eyes went wide. "When did you get bigger! Sungho!"
He smiled at you, "The gym!"
You two walked out of your apartment together while you talked. You walked to the elevator as Sungho said, "I have to tell you something."
You said, "Ooh, I'm so ready for the gossip."
Sungho walked out of the elevator with you. He talked while walking to his car, "Jaehyun told me he has a PHAT crush on Rei."
You gasped, "BITCH! WHAT?! From Ive?!"
He opened his car door for you, "Stop being loud! AGH! Get into the car."
You hopped in, and Sungho said, "Hands!"
You put your hands on your lap, and he closed the door.
You watched him in the rearview. You were just so happy to see him. Happy that the first person he came to see was you.
He opened the car door, "Back to Jaehyun-"
You interrupted, "You still say ‘hands’ to me." Sungho's expression changed to confusion. "Why would that change?"
You smiled, "It's funny. When I say that to Jen by accident, she gets confused."
Sungho said, "I caught myself saying it to Leehan, and he gave me his hands."
You laughed, "What an odd kid."
Sungho started to back out of the parking space. "I would ask how you've been, but we texted every day."
You smiled, "As true friends do."
Sungho drove onto the street, and a motorcycle sped by. He braked quickly, throwing his hand over your body so you wouldn't go flying. "Jesus! Nobody knows how to fucking drive in Korea."
He turned to you, "Are you okay?"
You nodded, "I'm all good, Sungie."
His face was completely red. But he seemed more worried about you.
Once he calmed down, he continued driving to the local karaoke bar. You two went inside, excited to sing.
Sungho always liked your voice. He asked you to apply to KOZ with him. You didn't want to. Instead, you decided to do your own thing. If anything, being a music producer was more your style.
You immediately turned on Earth, Wind, and Fire.
You sang everyone's parts, even rapping Jaehyun's fast part. Sungho was thoroughly impressed.
You giggled, waiting for him to play a ballad. He turned on a song by CL. "Can you chuck!" He started dancing the actual choreo, and you actually watched with your jaw on the floor.
"We haven't even gotten a shot in, and you're acting like this?"
Sungho ignored you, grabbing you to spin you around as he rapped. He spun you around, laughing. "La La, l-l-la la."
He started doing the twerking moves, and you fell out laughing. "SUNGHO!"
The server came in, "Hello? Would you like some drinks?" Sungho stopped mid-twerk to look at her. "O-oh. Can we get two bottles of strawberry Soju?" She smiled, "Sure, let me see your IDs."
You both went to grab your ID's before going back to singing.
She walked out, closing the door gently behind her. You asked, "What's it like going to so many different countries? Any cool traditions?"
Sungho nodded, "In America, people leave their shoes on EVERYWHERE. It's crazy."
You nodded, "Yeah, for the fit." You tilted your head, "I missed you being around."
Sungho nodded, "Me too. It was only so much the boys could do."
You laughed, “What does that mean?” He said, “They don’t know how to have fun like us.” You smiled.
You liked that he only appreciated you. He only thought about you. You two only ever talked about serious things.
He really made you feel like you were the only one who understood him.
The lady came back with the alcohol, placing it on the table gently. “Anything else?”
You shook your head, “Nah. We’re good for right now.”
She smiled, leaving the room. Sungho was quick to pour the first shot. He said, "In honor of our friendship!" You two downed the first shot, and let out that gasp of air.
A shiver ran through your body as you felt the burn down your throat. The aftertaste was the worst part of alcohol. It instantly made you feel like you had to throw up.
Sungho was about to play another song, but his phone started to buzz. He answered it quickly. "Hello?"
You heard Jaehyun's deep voice on the other end. "Where did you go? The boys wanted to go out for dinner to celebrate."
Sungho said, "I'm out with Y/N. I'll be at the dorms tomorrow, though. For the filming, a day off."
Jaehyun said, "Eh, tell Y/N-ah I said hello." Sungho instead flipped the camera to face you. You waved, "Hi! Myung Myung!" He laughed, "Hey. You two having fun?" You nodded, holding the bottle of soju to the camera. He said, "Aishh, don't get too drunk. How would you get home?"
You smiled, "Neo has my back."
Sungho looked at you and laughed. Sungho told Jaehyun, “She’s already not making any sense.” Sungho looked at you with adoration for a moment. Just quiet, and present. And for the quickest second, something flickered in your heart.
Sungho made you feel genuine love. The feelings you thought you pushed down for the past year.
You thought you had finally put all those feelings of want and need away for Sungho's benefit. But you felt them starting to resurface again.
You took a large gulp of soju straight from the bottle. Sungho's eyes widened, "Y/N-AH!"
You wiggled your eyebrows, "I need to get drunk tonight. Black out drunk."
Jaehyun said, "Let me know if you need a ride. Please don't drive anywhere."
Sungho nodded, hanging up the phone.
You took another swig, standing up. Sungho was looking at you with the eyes of someone in complete shock.
He had a faint smile on his face, but he was mostly scared of what was wrong with you.
Sungho said, "You alright?" You cheered, "More than! C'mon, let's sing some Zico!"
You turned on some Block B and started rapping the lines. Horribly.
However, Sungho cheered you. He let you have fun because you seemed to really need this night.
He drove you home after forcing a cup of water down your throat.
You stumbled into your bedroom, giggling. "Shh, there are people."
Sungho furrowed his eyebrows, "Who?" You giggled, sitting on the edge of your bed.
He helped you take off your shirt and pants. He's seen you in bathing suits, so he wasn't fazed by any of it. However, you mumbled something. "I wish you'd take me out of my clothes more often. It's hot."
Sungho laughed lightly, tucking you into bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing your thigh to coo you to sleep.
You weren't going to bed.
You had both your arms airborne, "The room is spinning so fast."
Sungho said, "Closing your eyes makes you feel better." You shook your head, "Then I start to feel like I'm flying."
Sungho laughed slightly before asking, "You want water?" You didn't miss a beat, "I want you."
Sungho tensed. You kept going, "You're so pretty, and you understand me, and I trust you, and you love me... Ugh, I wish we were together. Like boyfriend and girlfriend."
Sungho tilted his head, "Eh?" You groaned loudly, turning over to your side. You couldn't handle him anymore. "I love you... but not like friends. Like- I wanna~... I wanna kiss you."
You couldn't see his face, but Sungho whispered, "You can when you get sober."
You don't remember much after that.
You woke up to a bright sun, and Sungho was nowhere to be found.
You checked your phone to see the time. A message from Sungho was there telling you to drink water.
You groaned, rubbing your face harshly. You don't remember anything.
But then a flash of what you said last night stumbled into your head. "Oh shit..."
You jumped out of bed, panicking.
His response is what scared you the most. "You can when you get sober." What did he mean? Well, you know what he meant, but why...
You loudly groaned in fear before texting him back.
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Dumb Blonde
Drink some water you drunky
You
Hey, can we talk today? I remember you said you'd be busy vlogging for work but I think I should apologize
Dumb Blonde
nothing to apologize for but yeah I'll come over at around 8
Dumb Blonde
I have to record something around 7
You
Okay just lemme know if plans change
Dumb Blonde
Gotchu
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You were terrified of what would happen. Sungho has known you since you were crawling. You two used to sleep in the same crib because you'd cry if you weren't cuddling.
You used to take stupid baths together.
Your Mom's convinced the principal to put you two in the same class because you two were so attached at the hip.
You needed him.
The thought of him leaving like this genuinely had you freaking out.
You were shaking with fear as thoughts ran through your mind all day.
You went to work and came home. You showered, cleaned the place up, and anxiously waited for that door to open.
When it did, because of course, Sungho knows your password, you pouted.
Sungho asked, "What's with the long face?" You were blunt, "What do you mean I can kiss you when you're sober? You can't go around saying those kinds of things to people."
He laughed, stepping into the house.
Instead of responding, he cupped your face, leaned in, and pressed his lips into yours.
You tensed from shock. You weren't expecting that. You weren't expecting him to do it like this. Sungho was kind of romantic. He was sweet and caring, and he enjoyed having fun with you.
You thought he'd ask you on a date. Ask to kiss you.
This was improbable.
He pulled away, looking at you. His forehead landed on yours, and he huffed, "I'm so in love with you. I've been in love with you since the seventh grade."
Your eyes widened. That's when you started to fall for him. That's when things started to feel different.
When he'd hug you tight and pick you up.
Or the time he cupped your cheeks and told you how pretty you were before you auditioned for cheer.
Or that time he was your date for the school dance, and it was your first time wearing heels. You remember your feet hurt so bad, and you were getting such bad anxiety.
You remember him offering his back and carrying you to the nearest McDonald's, so you two could talk about life. And he turned on his favorite song, and you two danced in the McDonald's parking lot while he hummed the song to you.
That was the night you told him you really liked his singing voice.
That was the night you told him he should sing professionally.
That thought stuck with him until he found the poster on the wall and auditioned. He started this career because of you, and he was ready to risk it for you, too.
At those times, his eyes would linger on you a little longer than usual when you asked him questions about homework.
The way he'd anxiously bounce his leg when you'd invite him into your room to study.
The way he'd step up when guys would shame you for being so close with 'a dude'. The way he's cut people off because of you, or for you.
The way he gets so jealous internally when you talk to Jaehyun because you two got so close so quickly.
You were there for his first performance. You sat with him and watched the music videos together, even though the company forbade it.
You were his girl, and nobody else could take you away from him.
Sungho didn't get a response from you, just a quiet whimper. You were about to start crying, and he saw it coming.
Instead, he hugged you. "Should we talk?"
You shook your head, pulling him back in for another kiss. This time, it was messier, hungrier.
You craved this moment for years. Since you were fucking 12.
No other boyfriends could distract you from the way you'd stare at his lips. Nobody could make you feel this... horny.
Sungho grabbed your waist, your body slamming into his crotch. There you felt his hard on. But he wouldn't force you, right?
Sungho's hands slid to your ass, and he squeezed it tightly. You yelped, and he swallowed it down.
His tongue shoved down your throat, swirling messily around yours. You tilted your head, realizing the mess you created.
Sungho stumbled forward, pushing you toward your bedroom. He slipped his shoes off, started unzipping your pants, and pushed you on the bed.
You bit your lip, shocked by what had happened.
Sungho pulled his shirt off and said, "Tell me when to stop, and I will."
Sungho smiled at you gently before pushing your shirt up. Your eyes dropped to his naked torso. Holy shit, he's been working out.
His abs were rigid, and he was just ready to pounce on you at any moment.
Sungho finally got your shirt over your head and kissed your stomach. His breath was hot over your brown skin. Your stomach sucked in from slight insecurity, but also something different.
Heat bubbled at your core. You were so fucking horny.
You've never felt like this before. Your body is gnawing at the anticipation of feeling all of him.
Sungho was gentle, though, licking down to your pants and pulling them down. His fingers rubbed over your clit, and he climbed back up to give you more kisses.
Soft, loving kisses.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and gasped, "Don't stop."
Sungho slipped his fingers into your underwear, letting his warm, long fingers rub against your soft bud.
What did you taste like? He wanted to know.
He kissed you one last time before kissing around your neck and leaving possessive hickeys all over you.
He needed everyone to know he finally got what he wanted.
Sungho sucked at your chest, teasing your entrance with his fingers. Then, he slid down to finally look at you.
You lifted your head, but you were too exhausted to look, so you let your head fall back down.
Sungho slipped your panties down, smiling at your clit.
He kissed it tenderly before slipping his tongue over your entire vagina. It was so gorgeous to him.
He sucked against your clit as he plugged two fingers into your hole. Your body flinched as your hand reached for his hair.
Sungho lifted your thigh to your chest for better access. He wasn't in the mood for all of your moving around.
He felt the way your hole clenched around him, and he smiled again. His tongue was doing wonders, flicking over your bud. You held your stomach with your other hand like you were begging for an orgasm.
You chanted, "Fuck." Your eyes squeezed shut, and you furrowed your eyebrows.
You were close, and he was going faster. Almost like he knew what he was doing.
Your moans got louder, higher. You said, "I'm g-gonna cum. Please, Sungy..."
You felt him suck harder on your clit, and you came right there.
Sungho pulled his fingers out, watching a bit of your cum leave your hole. He stood up and asked, "Got any condoms?"
You were panting, still not over your orgasm.
He leaned over you, chest right to your face. He opened your side drawer to see condoms inside. "Knew it. You've been keeping it there since high school."
Your eyes widened, "You found my condoms from high school?!" He rolled his eyes, "Wasn't like you were hiding it well. Besides, I'm glad you practiced safe sex."
His pants dropped as he held the condom in his mouth. Sungho rubbed himself, letting his head dive back. You saw his Adam's apple bob before he ripped open the condom with his teeth.
He spat it out to a random corner on the floor before pulling it out and rolling it on his fat dick.
You hadn't even looked at his dick. You were so entranced by his face... his mouth.
He still had something wet glistening on his cheek. You weren't sure if it was yours or his.
He climbed over you, panting. "Scoot up, baby."
Your eyes widened. You weren't used to hearing that. Your back was on the pillows, and the pillows were on the headboard.
You were in an almost sitting position.
Sungho kissed you slowly. His dick dangled over your stomach. You felt it bump into your thigh. You moaned in his mouth, and he pulled away.
He slipped his cock into your hole and groaned. You covered your face from the pain of the stretch.
You hadn't had sex in a while, so your hole has been kind of closing in.
However, you closed around him nice and tight. A strangled groan left his throat as he stared into your eyes. He didn't let up.
He kept staring until the pain slowly faded on your face.
Then, he fucked into your cunt. Slowly.
A small whimper left your lips as Sungho stared. He asked, "Like that?" You nodded, threatening to cover your face again. Sungho grabbed your hands and pushed them away from your face.
He grabbed your thighs and wrapped them around his waist. He liked this position. The kind where he can just stare at you. Watch your tits bounce, or see where you two were connected.
Once he got you comfortable enough, he'd probably convince you to record a video of his cock slamming into your hole. He didn't know yet.
He was already planning your future together while your brain melted from pleasure.
Sungho said, "This pussy's so fucking tight. Fuck." You've never heard him talk like that before. You clenched around him, and he growled, "Fuck. You like it when I talk to you like that? Huh?" He grabbed your face and kissed you messily. You sucked on his tongue before he pulled away. You squeaked, "Faster!"
Sungho followed your instructions with no hesitation. Now he was buried in your cunt. He slammed right into your gummy spot, making you ache in all the ways you couldn't understand.
Your vision went blurry as your hands grabbed for anything. But your hands were still caught in his.
Instead, you enveloped your fingers between his. Sungho tucked his head into your neck and fucked you faster. He slammed into you before cumming.
Your body locked up as you began shaking.
Sungho made you feel so good.
You wept, loving how good he made you feel.
Sungho panted, rolling over to sit next to you. You said, "Sungho... should we talk about dating then?"
He grabbed your hips, pulling you onto his lap with ease. "Mm, after this second round. Wanna watch you wear yourself out first."
hiso uhm,,, i have Been thinking about cat hybrid!sungtaez fighting for your attention 👉👈 nd finally giving it to them only to deliberately pause while they're so close to having relief, leaving them all desperate + having no other choice but to finish each other off 🤤 do you think they'd come back at you for it hahaa,,,,, just a thoufht👀👀👀
KITTYYYYYYYY pSPSPSPPSSP wait who tha hell picked up this black cat from the streets 🐈⬛ contains name-calling (like once); collar stuff from taesan; edging??
like house cat sungho vs stray cat taesan... sungho was always the more well behaved one, likes keeping clean and sits at your feet prettily. taesan is naughty 👎 hisses at anyone who isn't you and knocks over shit all the time so when you bend over he ooga boogas at your ass and feel it up and slap it. 👋
i feel like taesan would be the one to provoke sungho - bet you can't make master squirt like i can, bet master moans my name more than yours when we fuck, bet my dick feels better than yours etcetc. it becomes a game - who can get you cumming faster? who's name do you moan out first when they're both in you? it's exhausting sometimes because your two kitties are always so competitive!
that's only if you cooperate tho 🙄 taesan could be all over you, not so subtly rutting his bulge against your thighs while sungho whimpers from behind you, his dick pressing into your ass and if you don't give them a twinge of attention they shrivel up and die.
but when you do give them that attention they're competing for? they're scrambling. sungho sits at your feet all pretty and waiting, and when you card your hands through his soft hair he's immediately nudging into your thigh, tongue darting out to taste your wetness through your panties. taesan needs a little wrangling but nothing a rough tug on his collar won't fix... and once he hears sungho's whimpers about how good you taste? he's more than willing to shove in next to sungho, his rough sucks contrasting against sungho's more focused kitten licks.
you cum over their tongue trembling, and while they lick the taste of you off their lips theyre still arguing with each other...
i'm the one who made her cum, taesan hisses.
but master clenched harder on my tongue, sungho whines.
it doesn't take much for them to start fucking you aggressively, both of them trying to outdo each other while keeping you on their cocks. taesan drawls about how their supposed master is such a slut for her two kitties while sungho whines thank yous and praises. sungho shoves his head into your hands and purrs loudly, while taesan likes to scold his master for being such a slut and that she's lucky that her kitties take such good care of her and she better not think of any bring any other kitties home...
both of them tend to get extremely loud when they're close, and thats when you know to stop teehee. sungho stalls obediently while taesan still continues to rut into your pussy until you snap his collar against his skin and he ends up stopping. and when you tell them to get each other off while you watch?
... they hate it. they're looking at you like you're insane. but once they find out master is totally serious about it, taesan is the one who tugs on sungho's cock first, even though he's a fucking tease about it, bring sungho to the edge and then stopping, demanding that sungho has to make him cum first. both of them end up rutting desperately into each other in the end, a total tangled mess as they finish each other off.
since they're, in the end, nice and good kitties 😸 they won't do anything too bad, but don't act surprised when you're woken up in the middle of the night, sungho's hard on pressed up against your back while taesan marks you up ♡
hello domoriu… thoughts on making sungho cum on your hands and then making him suck it off of ur fingers ?
— resident sungho lover @ilysungho ♡
hi kati ♡♡♡ this ask is soooooo so so yummy i was smirking at my phone
okay so i think this is so hot for him, using him as you please after being away from him for a month while the group went on tour. he's so pent up, not letting him touch himself at all while he was gone. since its been so long you knew he would cum a lot, every time you two were away from eachother he cums more. when you touch him youre slow with it as if youre torturing him, but he takes it like the good boy that he is. when you finally let him cum its dribbling down his cock and your hand, you make a fake look of disgust once he's done cumming and bring your wrist close to his lips, telling him to clean up his mess. he quickly obeys and starts licking at your hand like a cat. when he gets to your fingers you interject, pushing your fingers into his mouth. he starts sucking before you tell him too, and wow is it a sight to see. he looks so cute with his lips wrapped around your fingers, he takes them deeper and deeper youre sure hed deepthroat them if you didnt pull back. he moans around the digits like its bringing him pleasure (it is) and he's just such an obedient kitty all for you.
i mean... there's seven days in a week for a reason 🗓️ contains thigh humping / overstim / filming+pictures+groupchats / breeding (again.... sorryyyyy) / doing it raw (leehan, taesan, jaehyun) / cum eating / male masturbation / reader is jaehyun's girlfriend (technically) he's so generous thank you jaehyun <3
monday are sungho's.
he's a good choice for monday. sweet, gentlemanly, always knows what he wants. tries to make it resemble something normal. brings you out on dates, gives you gifts that aren't always lingerie, and dresses you up in pretty dresses and clothes.
you never have to be the one to come up with surprises, and he's always somewhat tame. he'll sit you on his lap and make you grind onto his thighs until you're wet, trembling, and unsatisfied, and then he'll finally bring out his cock, all pretty and leaking with pre-cum. sometimes you beg to suck on it and he lets you, other times he completely ignores you and immediately bullies his tip into your begging hole, pushing in with a low groan. he makes you bounce on him, and when you're too tired he literally picks you up and slams you down on his cock, his veins on his arms prominent as he does so 🤤 sometimes he's into pinning you against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck as he presses into you, rutting into you against the wall and holding you up as he buries his face into your shoulder and whines about how good your pussy feels around him.
king of aftercare. he'll wipe you down with a warm towel and let you take your time in the shower if you need. if you ask him to join you he'll shyly dip in and act all shocked and surprised when you run your soapy hands up and down his broad shoulders and chest and abs and all the way down to his cock again, tugging on it as you go for round two in the steam ♡
tuesdays are reserved for woonhak.
he's the newest addition to the rotation. so freaking shy the first time you met, but made up for it every time afterwards. constantly asking you if it feels good or if he's doing the right thing while the whole time he has his head buried in between your legs, teasing your entrance with his tongue. he has such pretty fingers too 😵💫😵💫 and they reach so deep into you and it makes you cum so easily it's almost embarrassing.
he's such a whimperer - when you suck on his dick his entire face explodes into red and he whines sooo much about how good it feels and begging you to not stop because he's sooo close. and when you swallow his cum he's all like it's so dirty! and he has to make it up to you by letting you ride him until you're satisfied and he's totally over stimulated, his cock twitching as you pull off him, hips jerking at the lack of friction and voice stuttering at the slightest touch.
he's a bit clumsy but he puts his 200% into it it's almost endearing. always end up sobbing with the overstim but he can't stop because it just feels too good ♡ he loves being buried in your hole, he's addicted, and you can't help but spoil your good puppy, before he starts misbehaving like the rest of the members...
wednesday's are riwoo's days.
he loves to start out with a heated makeout session, messy in the dim light of his apartment until you're dripping and rubbing up against his bulge through his jeans, gasping.
he's totally into body worship, leaving kisses and running his hands along your curves and teasing your sensitive parts. he's big into foreplay, having you cum on his tongue or fingers before his dick even sees the light of day, playing with your tits and squeezing them as your nipples perk up from the stimulation. loves when you tug onto his hair and arch your back off the bed, begging for him to just fuck you already. he doesn't listen, of course, just goads you to gush onto his tongue as his thumb draws circles on your hips.
you're trembling in his arms by the time he finally puts his dick in, his hips immediately setting a wild pace as he thrusts into you. at this point he's finally put his own pleasure first, chasing after his own orgasm as you sob through his rough thrusts and his dick brushing up against your walls. he loves when you make a mess, drooling into his silk sheets as he takes you and squirting over his dick when you can't take it anymore.
this freak is into filming, setting up his phone camera so that it can catch the way he pounds into you and your loud moans of his name as you cum all over him. he keeps it mostly to himself, but whenever he feels particularly cruel he'll send it into the groupchat with the message: 'fap material 🙄' because he knows damn well what the other guys will do when they see it.
leehan has claims over thursday.
you never know what exactly you'll get. sometimes he's all mommy's squirmy baby and a brat who needs to be punished, and sometimes he's tearing off your clothes the moment you step through his door and forcing you to take his cock down your throat.
he loves making you say he has the best cock, the one who makes you feel the best, the only one that can make you feel this way. it totally fuels his ego and he loves when you praise him. he'll make you say his name over and over and that he's the only cock that reaches that deep inside of you if you want to cum, and he's really strict about it too.
there's this unspoken rule about not cumming in you. always wrap it up and never raw inside. it's leehan who breaks that rule first. promising it's just the tip and that the others don't have to know, until he's pounding you into the mattress, your ass in the air as his dick is wrapped in your heat. he swears he can't go back once he feels you raw - it's too fucking good, and it's so fucking hot when his cum leaks out of your tight hole. the visual is so insane he just has to take a picture and send it to the groupchat, which everyone gets annoyed by because what happened to the rule?? but leehan doesn't care because what he wants he gets.
leehan's a total switch. he loves when you treat him like some dumb virgin, demanding him to stroke himself as he watches you take a dildo up your hole, unable to touch you.. feel you.. he'll let you use all sorts of toys on him because he loves the pain and he'll take anything his mommy tells him to ♡ he's not going to say no to anything! he loves when you let him suck on your tits, he can literally cum just from that. and when you punish him for cumming in you last week? he moans and cries and promises not to do it anymore - but obviously he will, because leehan always gets his way!!
friday is taesan's day.
after that stupid stunt leehan pulled, taesan has been breeding you ever since. of course, he's not as stupid as leehan, making it known to everyone that he's using you like a cumdump, but he needs you to know that he's the only one who gets to cum in you like this. he gets crazy thinking about you carrying his kid specifically, your breasts swollen with milk. the idea that his seed is the one that your body took makes him feel crazy. he breeds you til you're leaking with his cum, and plugging you to make sure nothing gets wasted. whoever gets you next is in for a nasty surprise when they pull down your panties and see a plug in your cute cunt, but taesan knows jaehyun's a total freak and it probably turns him on seeing his girl being used like that.
surprisingly sweet outside of that. calls you his perfect girl and always moaning and groaning about how this pussy was made for him and how fast he's gonna cum. but he's uber possessive about you, hates when you bring up the other guys, and if some of them leave marks on you? he's pissed and sucking new ones over them just to claim you as his. gets you a collar with his initials and demands you wear it with the other guys, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him ♡ he's also a little piece of shit who calls you on the other days when the other guys are fucking you. some of them pick up... and when they do, taesan just sits back and jerks himself off until his cum paints his phone screen, selectively ignore the guy and focusing on the way you moan and gasp.
loves to cuddle with you afterwards, his dick still in your walls and his hand carding through your hair. he's just a little cat please praise him and tell him how well he's done and he'll cum untouched into your pussy some more, flooding your hole with his seed ♡
jaehyun gets saturday - the only weekend - because he's the leader and technically your boyfriend.
he gets to monopolise your entire day and he'll never stop shoving that into the other's faces. sends pictures constantly throughout the day. whether it's a sneaky upskirt picture of you while you're on a date or a pic of you with his cum on your face, he's totally unashamed of reminding everyone he gets a whole day with you.
jaehyun's got a dirty mouth, moaning up and down about how your pussy is still so tight even after having so many dicks in you and how you're gorgeous and perfect and all he wants to do is breed you and pound you until you turn into putty in his hands and all you know is jaehyun and his pretty cock. he gets so turned on by your babbling about how deep and huge his cock is and how you're gonna cum and begging him to cum in you because you're his... he thinks about it at night and totally jerks off by humping your pillow and cumming all over it like some teenage boy.
he's not opposed to sharing, after all, he's the one who started this whole thing. everyone tries to be on their best behaviour around jaehyun because they might get an extra fuck in if he wants to!
jaehyun's another one that ignores the rules about not cumming in you... like fuck that he'll do what he wants he set the rules!! he loves the feeling of being bare inside you and it feels like heaven to him ♡ another guy who has an insane breeding kink, wants you full of his cum, even if that means eating out taesan's cum from the night before so that you're empty and ready to be filled with his cum now ♡ he'll do it even if you're overstimmed and sobbing for him to stop, because you're dirty with that stupid emo's cum and he's going to treat you right and worship you like the goddess you are, hmph!
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“so pretty when you’ve got blush on.” and the way you say that so casually like his cock isn’t buried in you while you admire your work compact blush in hand. you clean up any leftover with this peaceful smile on your face, humming even. “look at yourself, don’t you agree?” the compact mirror is held up to his face and he looks like such a fucking wreck. the blush sits on his cheeks but it also blends in with the natural flush on his face, eyes desperate and lips in a sort of a pout.
“you look so whiny.” you laugh throwing the items to the side. you wrap your arms around his neck scooting in closer as best you could. he breathes out when he feels the way your cunt clenches. chest to chest now, you rub your nose against his. “my yeppi. so patient, hm?” you roll your hips finally giving him something.
he sighs out in relief fingers squeezing your hips. his forehead rests against yours. “i think we should try lip gloss next.” you whisper against his lips.
synopsis: shotgunning with your sneaky link, too bad he’s starting to become more than that
pairing: park sungho x reader
warnings: friends with benefits, catching feelings for your sneaky link, smut with fluff, unprotected sex (big nono never do this irl), nipple play, overstimulation, shotgunning, drugs, riding, missionary, MINORS DNI
word count: 1.8k
notes: switch!sungho and reader + he's so hottttttttt had to give in to my urges + also jealous!sungho is so 😵💫😵💫
shotgunning — drug practice of exhaling smoke into a recipient’s mouth
“fuck, I’m going to be messed up tomorrow,”
sungho pants, head knocking back against the wall with the blunt between his lax fingers.
“hah, already?” you’re similarly dazed, eyes glassy as you glance at him listlessly, “lightweight.”
he scoffs, “you’re high out of your mind, don’t give me that bullshit.”
“shut the fuck up,” you mumble, leaning over to take a hit from the shared blunt. he stills when you let your head rest against his shoulder, too absent-minded to shake you off.
the two of you lapse into gradual silence, nestled together on the floor of your room. april twentieth. it’s the only real romantic thing you and sungho do. just waste away together and have sex and spend the night. good stuff.
“you ever shotgun before?” he asks eventually, voice a drowsy murmur subdued by the congealing silence.
“yeah,” you answer in a similar tone, head heavy against his neck.
“with who?”
“why the fuck does it matter?” you sigh, peeling away from him although you’re too out-of-it to truly protest.
“it matters to me,” he’s looking at you with this unreasonable intensity, this strange fixation that you’ve ever seen on him for all-american rejects vinyls and puppies.
but he’s right about you being high out of your mind, so you speak before you can think, “…taesan.”
“taesan?”
“it was way before we first even fucked,” you mutter, “it doesn’t even matter.”
“yeah…” he huffs, “yeah, it doesn’t matter.”
he hesitates, “are you— do you still… see him?”
“of course i don’t fucking see him anymore,” you turn away from him, “even if i did it wouldn’t matter. it doesn’t— it— just let go of it.”
he should let go of it. he swallows down the bile, the urge to pursue the topic (but do you still think about him? is he better than me? do i matter to you?).
“do you want to do it or not?” it comes out a lot more butthurt than he intends, a little too representative of the emotion behind it.
“sure, whatever,” you huff dismissively, pulling a sharp inhale from the blunt before you’re pulling him towards him, lips on his harshly.
he can’t tell what’s more intoxicating, the drug coursing through his veins or the taste of you flooding his mouth. his teeth catch over your lip, biting down until his tongue has undertones of copper.
your fingers curl into his hair, his lips parting in a gasp when you tug at his locks.
your voice is barely above an exhale but it pierces the veil in his mind nevertheless, “you take a hit.”
sungho fumbles for the cigar, fallen to the floor the moment you kissed him. he sucks it up eagerly, some of the vapor escaping with a quiet whimper.
he kisses you sloppily, eyes slipping closer in bliss so he can pretend your responsiveness is for him and not the drug.
your hands wander to his face, fingers cradling his cheeks in a way that can’t be described as the same kind of harsh as your lips. you must be crazy high, he thinks.
he pulls away briefly, reaching for the blunt.
“sungho,” you pant.
“ah?”
“just leave it, we’re high enough.”
“oh… okay,” he looks a bit crestfallen, letting the cigar fall back onto the carpet. the expression quickly dissolves into a stunned squeak when you kiss him again, pulling him back in.
he’s returning it instinctively, hands finding your hips as you straddle him. he goes all wide-eyed, a string of spit connecting the two of you as you pull away, “wait, [name]—”
he’s cut off when you palm him through his jeans, “fuck, slow down—”
there’s a rational part of his mind, the minority of it, trying to slow down, slow the fuck down, fumbling for arguments; there’s no school tomorrow and he’s been horny the whole night anyway and you were the one who kissed him, so he should let himself give in just this once, right?
“shit, i didn’t bring condoms,” he manages to grasp onto that excuse out of the fog of his mind.
“we don’t have to fuck,” you shrug, “come on, sungho, you’ve been avoiding me.”
he doesn’t refute the statement, tries to swallow your words into oblivion with another kiss.
you’re unzipping his pants clumsily, fingers snaking beneath the waistband of his underwear to press against his half-hard cock. that seems to dissolve the rest of his conviction, and he’s tugging down his pants and boxers.
“[name]…” he groans, as you circle his tip until he’s fully hard. the heat gets to his head, his hand settling between your thighs and pushing the damp fabric of your panties inside you.
you let out a soft whimper, tugging your safety shorts and panties to the side. you press him down against the bed, kneeling on either side of him. he nudges at your clit with his tip, brushing against your slick folds.
“fuck,” he exhales sharply as you sink down on him, walls snug around his cock. you adjust your position a few times, pussy sucking him in deeper needily.
you run your hands along his upper body, feeling along his arms, brushing against his biceps appreciatively. he’s wearing one of those loose sleeveless shirts, showing off the toned lines of his arms. you want to bite them, suddenly, but you settle for pinching his bicep.
he gives a faint sound of protest, although he seems to appreciate your attention, staring up at you with those bright, puppy-dog eyes. he has some really nice arms.
your fingertips travel further, tracing up his torso beneath his shirt, pinching his nipple harshly. he lets out a garbled sound, eyes squeezing shut tightly.
“you’re so sensitive,” you coo, wiggling your hips atop him, knees on either side of him.
you roll his nipple with your fingers, your other hand creeping up and hooking your thumb past his lips. he’s drooling readily, salivating on your thumb.
you giggle, letting him suck on your index as well, “sweet baby~”
you take your fingers from his mouth, and slip them in yours, watching the way he seems to panic internally as you suck on your digits coated with his saliva. once you’re satisfied you let your fingers fall from your mouth and rub at his other nipple, the wetness causing his hips to jolt upwards.
“mmm,” you savor the sensation, “you’re so desperate.”
his lips part to protest, but your fingers slip into his mouth again and he chokes.
he doesn’t know what’s gotten into you today, but god, it’ll be the death of him.
your other hand toying relentlessly with his nipple, you keep your fingers in his mouth until his hips are stuttering needily, tears beading at his waterline.
“gonna cum, baby, gonna cum— ohmygod—” he blubbers the moment your fingers leave his mouth, clawing at the sheets agitatedly as he fights with himself not to thrust up into your pussy.
your now free hand curls around his neck, saliva pressing into his skin and holding him down as his hips start to rut upwards.
you take the opportunity to bounce on his cock, miniskirt flaring with your movements.
“fuck, [name], slow down—” sungho whines, hand shooting up to grab at your waist, pliant yet restless beneath you, “fuck, fuck, fuck— [name]!”
he cums with a sob, warmth flooding you until it seeps out around his cock. he grows lax beneath you, limp against the sheets as your hand leaves his throat.
even so, he’s quick to choke out, “keep going.”
you pause, “what?”
“you didn't cum yet,” he pants, hips rocking upwards again, even at the hiss that leaves his lips and the tears that well up in his eyes at his hypersensitivity, “keep going, wanna make you feel good too.”
“baby, that’s so sweet,” you purr, “but– ah!”
his fingers rub at your clit, tantalizing circles that make your knees slip further.
“sungho…” you whine breathily, as he stubbornly continues to fuck you despite the clear indication of overstimulation in his trembling form and teary eyes.
“shh,” he mumbles, “i need to focus.”
you want to laugh at how ridiculous it sounds, but your mirth is quickly disrupted by a wave of heat as he starts thrusting up into you, his tip kissing your cervix, “oh– fuck!”
he straightens upwards with a considerable amount of effort, pushing you down onto the bed so that you’re in missionary.
“wanna make you feel good,” he mutters, lashes wet against your skin as he nuzzles against your neck. he fucks into you with a renewed vigor.
you gasp when his fingers curl into your hair, breath tickling your ear, “it feels good, doesn’t it? better than taesan?”
his fingers find your clit again, rubbing at it harshly. he’s pounding into you now, as if he was never tired at all, each thrust leaving your cunt drooling.
you nod weakly, “better– ah, than taesan– sungho, slo-o-w down!”
he barely even processes it, too lost in the scent of sex and the lingering cannabis, snatching the blunt once more and breathing the smoke into your mouth.
your eyes roll back at the dual pleasure, pussy convulsing around him. his fingers dig into your thighs, hard, and you take it as a sign that he’s close again. he kisses you, trapping the smoke in your mouth, other hand snaking down to pinch your clit and you’re gone.
slick gushes around his cock as he cums as well, rutting into you throughout the orgasm. it’s a heady mixture; the smoke, the cut-off of air as you focus too intently on his lips to breathe through your nose, his cum a mess warming you, the sudden possessiveness that had sprouted from him.
he kisses you for a very long time. he tastes like cannabis and bad decisions.
when he pulls away there’s a string of spit connecting the two of you and that you lick away quickly, letting the rest of it fall. you’re both panting heavily, you’re still crushed beneath him, he’s watching you with eyes so much darker than before.
“better than taesan?” he asks softly, again, the dim light making him seem so much more assertive than normal.
“oh, absolutely,” you tell him, with a playful smile, “cuter, too.”
sungho seems to deflate at that, melting into you heavily, “good.”
his arms encircle you tightly, scooping you against him. your breath hitches at the sudden intimacy. he’s never been so… touchy, before. not outside of sex, anyway.
“mine,” he murmurs. you stiffen against him. you want to say that this means nothing. you want to say that he’s high and being stupid. he probably is, but for a moment you want to believe that he’s sober and earnest right now.
“yours,” you answer gently, fingers reaching up to brush through his hair, “yours…”
it’s a comfortable silence, him laying atop you until you eventually brush him to the side and cuddle him that way. ultimately neither of you were able to handle the consequences of your actions and you stayed curled together until the sun rose.
and yes, he did cook you breakfast in the morning, still trying to smoke the same blunt and watching you all adoringly.
What I was first thinking was Taesan being a bully and edging reader when either Leehan or Sungho calls and Taesan gets the bright idea that if you want to cum you have to beg and convince approval from one of them
Buuuuut what if we go out of the norm and have mean sungho !! Who wasn’t really going to tease you for long but when taesan/leehan called and you couldn’t keep quiet something clicked for him and now you have to convince all three of them 😆
contains exhibitionism (?) / name calling (slut, baby, pretty 💖)
oooh sungho who's fucking you but suddenly taesan and leehan are calling to get him to game together 😭😭 sungho answers and tells you to keep it down while he continues to thrust into you but you can't help but slip out a moan that taesan and leehan catches over the phone...
"are you fucking your girlfriend right now, hyung?" taesan laughs in disbelief, his own voice growing ragged as leehan clicks his tongue and mutters a quiet gross.
sungho's hips stutter for a moment when he hears taesan's observation over the phone, but then a grin overtakes his face like he's just been handed a shiny new toy. he doesn't hang up, instead, he continues his thrusts, rolling his hips as the sudden silence makes the sound of your wet pussy even louder.
"no fucking way," taesan laughs, a little breathlessly, "you're actually in her right now?"
you bit down on your lip to keep any sounds from slipping out but can't help but whimper at one of sungho's particularly hard thrusts, his cock brushing up against the spot that makes you lose control.
you hear something click on leehan's end of the line, his voice slowing to a sinful drawl, "hyung - just hang up or put the phone closer so we can hear her properly."
"she's being so noisy tonight," he says into the phone, "but she can't help it when i fuck her like this."
he punctuates his sentence with a pinch your clit, making you cry out.
taesan huffs, "don't be selfish, hyung. let us hear."
sungho lowers the phone to where you're connected to him, and suddenly leehan and taesan can everything - your shaky breaths, your whimpered pleas, the slick sound of sungho's cock disappearing into your soaked pussy, the headboard creaking...
you try to cover your mouth with both hands but sungho catches you before you can, pinning them over your head.
leehan's voice is louder over the call now, "is she close?"
sungho laughs, "fuck. yeah. she just clenched around my cock. bet you love this, don't you? letting other people know you're being fucked like some desperate slut."
you shake your head desperately.
"poor baby," leehan coos over the wet squelches, "do you want to cum, pretty?"
"mm - yes!" you pant.
"what do you think, hyung?" leehan laughs and sungho hums.
"i don't know, do you think you deserve it?" he leans down to bite on your neck as you moan out something that resembles a yes!
"fuck," taesan whispers breathlessly, "let her cum, hyung. i want to hear."
sungho's thrusts somehow speed up even more, hammering into that spot over and over while his thumb finds your clit.
"you heard them. cum for us, baby."
"wait, i -" you say deliriously, but your high comes faster than your words - cut off by your own broken moan that tears out of you, loud enough that the phone definitely picks it up. sungho continues to fuck you through it, his dick punishing your abused hole while he groans at how tightly your walls pulse around him.
"fuck, she's milking me," he groans as you finally slump back, panting.
sungho slows down, bringing the phone back up to his mouth, voice smug, "the door's passcode is her birthday, you know it. i think she can probably take all three of us tonight."
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