“I was kidding, but nice to see your animosity towards him is alive and well.”
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“Good… He was a piece of shit to you.”
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“You’re about to feel my hand to the back of your head if you don’t stop.”
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“You know I can make it cleaner than before the dinner.”
“Some girl you hooked up with keeps asking me if you changed your number.”
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“‘Master has given Dobby a sock.’”
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“Has he been drinking?”
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“Why do they still get to talk?”
hi! can i please request yunho and 30, 37, 117? soft smut though? dom!yunho practically love making to fem!y/n😭 please and thank you!!
Amative | JYH
Member: dom!Yunho x fem!reader
Genre: Soft smut 🔞
Words: 407
Prompt(s):
30. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”
37. “You’re mine.”
117. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
Sat at the kitchen table on his laptop, Yunho’s attention strays to you putting away clean dishes. Even when you’re doing the most mundane things, Yunho still becomes captivated by you, getting lost in his thoughts of you. When you stand upright from placing a pot under the counter, you notice his gaze.
“What?” You ask with a grin and continue with your chore.
“Nothing,” he says, focusing back on his computer, smiling to himself.
After you put away the last few plates, you walk around the breakfast bar to where he is sitting. You drape your arms over his shoulders and nuzzle your face into his neck.
“What are you all smiley about?” You question, words muffled against his neck, making him laugh at how it tickles.
“Nothing.”
“Hmm?” You hum and gently kiss his skin, “It’s not nothing.”
Your mouth carefully teases him until you hear him sigh.
“I love it when you kiss my neck.”
Without looking, you know his eyes are closed
“Scoot back.” You pat his chest and move around to his side as he pushes his chair further from the table.
His hands naturally help you to straddle him. Once seated, your fingers thread through his hair, and he swoops in to capture your lips. Your hips barely rock against him, making him grip your waist harder.
“You’re mine.”
You pull back enough to look into his eyes in confusion.
“Did something happen?”
“No, I just like saying it because sometimes I can’t believe it,” he simply answers with a fond gaze that makes you melt.
Without waiting any longer, he guides you back to his lips with a gentle hand holding your chin. Once you get back into the rhythm, he helps grind your clothed heat harder against his hardening member at a leisurely pace. Usually, these spontaneous moments are rougher and more desperate, but this change is nice. Every touch is meaningful and tender, making you feel so emotionally in tune with your boyfriend.
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he manages to say when you begin kissing down his neck again.
“I think I have a pretty good idea,” you tease with a subtle grin as you withdraw from your soft attack on his neck.
“Let’s go to our room.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Not like that tonight,” he murmurs, his hand coming up to cradle your face, his thumb stroking your cheek, “Just say my name.”
“Get smart with me again, and I’ll break your nose.”
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“Out of everyone I know, you’re the one I want to be happy the most.”
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“You better not be fucking in my room.”
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“I’ve taken four melatonin tablets and I still feel like I can’t sleep.”
“I’m trying to be neutral and nice but fuck.”
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“What if your perfect person is right in front of you and you just haven’t noticed?”
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“I can see if he has any hot, rich friends he can bring with him.”
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“I fucking knew it.”
Hi! San + 9 + 58+ 68? She/her, f2l or college au please and thank you :) <3
this turned into a whole ass fic i-
On Speaker | CS
Member: San x fem!reader
Genre: friends to lovers!au, college!au, kinda (soft??) smut
Words: 1,048
Prompt(s):
9. “I can’t sleep without you here.”
58. “I’ve never done this before.”
68. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”
The night has been spontaneously eventful. What was supposed to be a boring night of homework at San’s apartment turned into an invite to a bonfire for some university club you’ve never heard of which then snowballed into a fairly large party because invitations kept being sent out. As you head back to San’s, your friend calls asking where you went. You put her on speaker for San to hear the chaos still raging on at the bonfire in the background of the call.
“We’re headed back to his place so I can get my backpack, and then I’m going back to our apartment. How much longer are you staying?” You inform her, distractedly pulling at the fringe of your frayed shorts.
“Not very long. Some idiot made a smaller fire for a bunch of them to jump over. I can only suffer through the stupidity for so long,” she sighs and then slightly lowers her voice, “You didn’t tell San you like him, right?”
Tears sting your eyes as you warningly say her name, but she ignores you and continues.
“I don’t think he’s into you.”
You can see San glancing at you in your peripheral vision as silence consumes the car. Earlier at the bonfire when you had a moment alone with your friend, you brought up the idea of telling San about your crush on him. Never finding a good time to tell him, you gave up on the idea for tonight. But that plan was just thrown right out the window by someone else’s hands. You would give anything to disappear right now.
“Y/N?”
“You’re on speaker,” you say, managing to keep your voice from cracking.
“Oh, my god. I-”
You end the call and stare straight forward at the road. Looking at him will only make you even more embarrassed, and you hope he doesn’t try to talk to you for the remainder of the drive. You don’t know how well you will take the rejection after that call. Thankfully, he doesn’t... until he parks at his apartment building.
“Y/N-”
“I don’t want to talk right now. I’ll get my stuff and leave,” you cut him off, exiting the vehicle quickly.
He keeps his distance walking behind you to his apartment and unlocks it for you to hurry inside. The keys are tossed defeatedly on an accent table as he watches you throw things into your backpack.
“Can we talk?” His voice is soft yet authoritative.
“No. I’m going to leave, and tomorrow we’re going to act like tonight never happened.”
“Will you at least look at me?”
You reluctantly do so, giving him a look of irritation that desperately tries to hide your embarrassment.
“I’d like to leave with some of my dignity still intact. There’s nothing left for me to say.”
“Y/N-”
“You weren’t supposed to find out. I don’t know why she didn’t wait until we were home to say that. She knew I was with you,” you ramble on and continue forcing a textbook into your bag, not noticing San moving closer.
“Why won’t-”
“You know what? Just go ahead and reject me so we can end this whole ordeal. I can have some sort of closure, and my anxiety will calm down.”
“Can I-” He reaches for you, but you dodge away from his grasp to sling your backpack over one shoulder.
“I’m sorry I’ve ruined our friendship. I understand if you don’t want to be fr-”
“Y/N!” He yells, his anger making you freeze halfway to the door, “Stop trying to get away from me.”
You shake your head, “I can’t stay here any longer, and look you in the face. I’m beyond humiliated. Please understand that-”
“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”
“What?”
It takes him three strides to cradle your face in his hands and crash his lips into yours. Shock overrides every other emotion. Your backpack falls to the ground with a thud as your arms hang limply at your sides. When he pulls back, you’re still not even sure the kiss happened.
“If you would just listen to me before jumping to conclusions...” He says breathlessly, “I guess we were both good at hiding it.”
“Please don’t be joking,” you beg close to tears.
“I would never do something like this to mess with you.”
“Oh.”
His adorable laugh brings a small smile to your face before he kisses you again, this time with more fervor. You feel yourself naturally hold onto him as he deepens the kiss. He tugs you flush against him by your hips and wraps an arm around your lower back, making you arch into him. The room becomes hot and feels like it’s spinning. Your fingers tangle with his hair when his lips stray down your jaw to your neck.
“Tell her you’re not coming home tonight,” he asserts, his breath hot against your skin.
“O-Okay.”
You feel him smile against you before he leans back to see your face.
“You’re so cute,” he says with the stars in his eyes, “We should probably change out of these clothes. We smell like smoke... and I want to see you in my clothes.”
The grin on his face as he takes your hand makes your heart flutter. His room feels a lot different now, almost like you’ve never been in here before. You don’t know how to explain it, but it’s kind of electrifying. While he finds a shirt for you to sleep in, you sit on the edge of his bed and fidget with your hands. Excitement and anxiety course through you.
“I...” you nervously speak up, “I’ve never done this before.”
“What?” He looks at you, confused.
“Stay over at a guy’s place.”
“You’ve fallen asleep on my couch all night before,” he says while placing a shirt next to you and kneels down in front of you to be at eye level. His eyes are warm and comforting, reassuring you that it will be no different.
“No, I mean like this.”
“Oh... Well, now, I can’t sleep without you here, so you have to stay,” he jests, causing you to giggle.
Your hands cup his cheeks as you bravely initiate a kiss, to which he returns, slowly laying you back on his bed.
Hello! Can I please request Yunho + 185 + 158 (fem reader), established relationship? Thank you!
In Silence | JYH
Member: Yunho x fem!reader
Genre: Soft smut 🔞
Words: 476
Prompt(s):
158. “Why so shy?”
185. “Don’t cover your face, I want to see you.”
Drabble game is still open!
For some reason, you stir awake and then hear the front door of your apartment unlock. It’s fate that Yunho arrives home just as you randomly become conscious again. His footsteps are cautious coming down the hall, and the door is carefully pushed open. In the dim light of your bedside lamp, you catch a glimpse of the concentrated expression he wears trying not to be loud. It’s adorable how he attempts to sneak around.
Your eyes follow him around the room while he thinks you’re asleep. He heads to the dresser, undoing his jeans and then folding them to put away. This view is nothing short of normal, but something blooms in your chest admiring the handsome man you call your boyfriend. When he pulls his shirt over his head, your gaze dances around the newly exposed skin, a thing you’ve seen and felt a million times before.
“Yunho?” You call with sleepiness laced in your voice.
He faces you, slightly startled that you’ve woken up. “Did I wake you up?”
“No, I’ve been up for a bit.”
“And you just laid there in silence?” He asks with a chuckle before settling in on his side of the bed, facing you.
“Yeah, admiring how hot you are.” Your playful words are slow and gravelly from tiredness.
He laughs behind his hand to which you reach out to move.
“Don’t cover your face. I want to see you,” you coo, only making him blush more, “Why so shy? Hm?”
It’s futile for him to try to hold back his embarrassed grin.
“I haven’t seen you all day,” you say and give his hand a little squeeze.
Yunho scoots closer to you, his head now on your pillow. His hand lets go of yours to cradle your cheek as his eyes study your face. He stretches his neck to gently kiss you. His lips move slowly with yours. The emotions he conveys leave you breathless and craving more.
Gradually, you make your way on top of him. You softly rub your clothed heat against his now hardening member. Your mouth strays from his to his jaw and then to his neck. He swallows thickly while you kiss down his throat.
“So you think I’m hot?” He teases with one of his hands caressing up your back.
You hum an affirmation and continue kissing down his neck to his collarbones and chest, to his stomach, to his hips. His breathing becomes heavy with anticipation. A hand finally touches the hardened bulge in his underwear, and you hear him groan.
Inch by inch, you leisurely pull down the fabric. Your lips ghost down his cock as his hands gather your hair out of the way. Faint kisses are trailed back up to the swollen head where you leave a tentative lick.
“Fuck,” he sighs, watching you through half-lidded eyes.
