i’m going to start writing my favorite svt ships here. i’m going to import the ones i’ve released so far and make this page as a dump account for prompts, drabbles and full blown stories.
not sure if i’m going to add more ships but we’ll see. i’m particularly drawn to any ships that has bottom jeonghan or bottom soonyoung although i haven’t attempted to write any ships outside of my main and side.
lately i’ve been researching names that i can use for the members since i wanna try writing stories without using their real names. it’s actually hard to match names but i have an initial list of combinations. i’m just gonna drop it here for reference, in case i do use it.
brainstorming ideas: i was searching for first names which i think matches well with the members
choi seungcheol - charles auguste leon gael
yoon jeonghan - julian louis
hong jisoo - kylian joachim elie
wen junhui - joffrey jerry
kwon soonyoung - sacha cahill edward
jeon wonwoo - hugo zeki eino william gabriel
lee jihoon - ivan nero
xu minghao - raphael louie louis
kim mingyu - alexandre miguel maurice kyle
lee seokmin - elouan cedric
boo seungkwan - miran
chwe hansol - andre
lee chan - timothee
combination draft: i was testing out some combinations of the first names and see if it would fit them
choi seungcheol - charles auguste (aka gael)
yoon jeonghan - julian louise (aka jules)
hong jisoo - kylian joachim (aka elie)
wen junhui - joffrey
kwon soonyoung - sacha cahill (aka cali)
jeon wonwoo - ezekiel (aka zeki)
lee jihoon - ivan nero
xu minghao - raphael (aka raffa)
kim mingyu - alexandre miguel (aka migz)
lee seokmin - elouan (aka lou)
boo seungkwan - miran
chwe hansol - andre
lee chan - timothee (aka timmy)
final draft: i was searching for surnames that would go with the combination of first names i came up with; i resorted to using filipino old money family surnames but it wouldn’t matter with the stories
choi seungcheol - charles auguste zobel
yoon jeonghan - julian louise yuchengco
hong jisoo - joachim lopez
wen junhui - joffrey chua
kwon soonyoung - sacha cahill sy
jeon wonwoo - ezekiel elizalde
lee jihoon - ivan nero leviste
xu minghao - raphael andrada
kim mingyu - alexandre miguel crisologo
lee seokmin - elouan teodoro
boo seungkwan - miran paterno
chwe handsol - andre uy
lee chan - timothee tan
i think i’m not gonna use them immediately since it’ll take time for me to get used to it but i’m pretty proud of my work so i’ll leave it here for the meantime so i can come back to it.
i finally changed the pictures of my stories into a more aesthetically pleasing one. the pattern is kinda like a moodboard wherein i matched the colors and the vibe of the photosets to the story theme. it wasn’t easy to find the right pictures but i’m just so happy that it’s done.
my account is relatively new but that’s not an excuse not to mention jeongcheol’s selca! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ i still remember the whiplash i got when i saw this on my tl. i thought it was an edit at first but it wasn’t and i rejoiced!! thank you so much to seungcheol for posting the selca and to jeonghan for approving the post. after all the lovestagram we got from these two, there’s finally a selca to silence any delusions.
icb he posted a selca with wonwoo. this doesn’t happen often. it’s so rare that i learned to treasure every single soonwoo selca that comes out ( ╥﹏╥). it doesn’t helpt that the hashtag is giving me double meaning. i know it’s their hashtag campaign with their joint project with unesco but it also implies they’ll live together forever. this isn’t good for the heart but i’m so endeared by these photos [::♥::].
ok, i think i’m done importing all of my current works. i don’t write often since i’m still working on with my writer’s block but it’s easier for me to manage my works on tumblr than in any social media platforms.
tags: jeongcheol, mild angst, established relationship, lover’s quarrel
summary: following the events of going seventeen don't lie iii, this is what happened after seungcheol betrayed jeonghan.
a/n: reader discretion is advised.
pissed off is such an understatement to describe what jeonghan is feeling right now.
they had just finished filming for don’t lie iii. jeonghan had always been good at keeping his emotions but not this time. he couldn’t hide his displeasure at all. jeonghan’s sure that the other members have felt the shift in his behavior but he couldn’t care less, not when he was loathing at the fact that he was betrayed by the one person he thought wouldn’t destroy his trust.
nobody commented but jeonghan felt them walking on eggshells around him. however, jeonghan doesn’t have the energy to soothe them. at least not right now.
after removing his make-up and changing into a more comfortable clothing, jeonghan silently went to the car. he greeted all the staffs with a small smile on his way out but once he was out of the set, his face turned sour upon seeing seungcheol waiting beside the car, all cleaned up. jeonghan wasn’t really in the mood to talk to his boyfriend right now. he still felt hurt when seungcheol sided with the citizens after the words of assurance he whispered to him throughout the show.
jeonghan was contemplating if he should go back inside before seungcheol sees him or just face seungcheol head on. he feared he’d say something that he would regret, but at the same time, he felt like he wouldn’t be able to quell his anger if he doesn’t talk to seungcheol.
sighing, jeonghan decided to just face seungcheol. the latter would still pester him anyway later if he escaped now so might as well do it now so he can get some peace of mind after.
“what are you doing here? your car’s at the corner,” jeonghan said coldly, eyes ablaze with resentment.
seungcheol perked up at hearing jeonghan’s voice, feeling small all of a sudden when he saw jeonghan’s cold stare, “jeonghan…”
“i really don’t want to talk to you right now, seungcheol, but you’re in the way and i don’t think you’d be leaving soon if i ignore you now so make it quick,” jeonghan crossed arms.
“it was just a game, jeonghan,” seungcheol tried to lighten the atmosphere by laughing a little bit, “you know i wouldn’t betray you just like that. it was all for the show.”
jeonghan scoffed, “well, it wasn’t just a show for me.”
“i know, i know,” seungcheol hurriedly said, holding jeonghan’s hands with his. “i’m sorry it had to be that way, but i just thought it would be fun to twist things a little bit. you’ve always been good with mind games, anyway.”
“it’s not about winning the goddamn game,” jeonghan huffed, slapping away seungcheol’s hands. he could feel his blood boiling with the way seungcheol’s treating him right now. “you fucking betrayed my trust and that fucking hurt so much that i couldn’t even control my expressions anymore!”
“jeonghan—” seungcheol tried to reach for his boyfriend but jeonghan blocked his attempt.
“don’t fucking touch me!”
by this time, all the members were finished cleaning up and arrived at the parking lot with jeonghan shouting at seungcheol. everyone was perturbed, especially the younger ones. joshua took a step forward as if he’s a huge wall that can block the members from seeing the two oldest members arguing. he took matters into his own hands and directed everyone back inside with the help of their managers. the managers wouldn’t be able to help anyway in pacifying jeonghan at the moment.
jeonghan rarely gets mad at anyone and if he did, it wouldn’t usually end up with him shouting in anger at them. so, everyone knew this time’s a little bit too complex for them to take. the best thing they can do is to maintain distance.
“jeonghan, stop being petty. this isn’t like you,” seungcheol almost popped a vein but he managed to calm himself down. he saw the members coming out to the parking lot but he was able to make eye contact with joshua who immediately got the message.
even if jeonghan is his boyfriend, seungcheol doesn’t tolerate being treated like this. he just wished he could’ve worded it properly. more than anything, he needs to clear this issue with jeonghan now. if they don’t, it will affect not just their relationship, but the whole group as well and seungcheol doesn’t want that.
“petty?” jeonghan laughed forcibly, brushing his hair away from his face. “okay, call me petty, i don’t care. now, get out of my way and stop talking to me.”
jeonghan tried to brush seungcheol aside but the latter got a hold of his wrist before jeonghan could even enter his car. “let’s talk this out, jeonghan. right now. i know what i did was wrong, that’s why i came here to apologize. i don’t want us to go home holding grudges against each other. so, please talk to me.”
“don’t fucking patronize me!” jeonghan roared, heart constricting at the amount of foul energy he wanted to let out but couldn’t. “are you blind? can’t you see i’m pissed? i’m trying hard to control myself. if you can’t keep my trust, then at least fucking respect my wishes. is that so hard to do? i know i’m one of the oldest, but you don’t expect me to be so forgiving every single time, right? now, fucking let go of me.”
without realizing it, tears were streaming down jeonghan’s cheeks. on top of being betrayed, the frustration he felt for being dictated on what to feel and do suffocated him so much that he felt the need to burst out. it was too unbearable keeping everything in. he doesn’t know why he was betrayed. seungcheol and him agreed to help each other out. everything was going according to plan. seungcheol only needed to follow the plan they laid out initially but why did seungcheol had to switch sides when they were almost at the finish line? where did it go wrong?
jeonghan’s only a human. he has the right to feel frustrated, to feel enraged. who wouldn’t when he was showered with words of assurance just to get stabbed at the back?
“you know, i didn’t care if i win the game or not,” jeonghan muttered, accepting the hopelessness he’s feeling. all the rage he felt was now replaced with resignation. “having you beside me, knowing that you will always choose my side, i was already happy. but when you betrayed me, it was so painful—too painful. my chest felt like it was being crushed literally. it felt like losing you with no guarantee of return.”
and seungcheol regretted it the most, especially now that he’s seeing jeonghan crying in front of him. he’s the reason why his beloved is hurt. he didn’t mean to but he couldn’t deny that his actions did. all seungcheol wanted to do right now is bring jeonghan into his embrace and smother him with all the love he can give. but seungcheol felt incapable, not knowing how to take away jeonghan’s pain.
“i’m sorry, my love,” seungcheol whispered, eyes looking down from where he’s holding jeonghan. he held jeonghan’s hands carefully, afraid that he might break him. bringing them up to his lips, he tentatively kissed jeonghan’s knuckles, a forlorn attempt at asking forgiveness. “i love you, jeonghan. please know that i didn’t mean to hurt you. it wasn’t my intention at all.”
seungcheol held jeonghan’s stare with his own.
it crippled his heart when he saw once again the red-rimmed eyes and the dried tears on his beloved’s face. he freed jeonghan’s left hand in favor of wiping jeonghan’s tears. it was the least thing he can do. eventually, seungcheol couldn’t take it anymore so he gently pulled jeonghan into his arms—embracing him—hoping jeonghan can feel his sincerity. he held him closely, anxious that jeonghan might slip away from him.
“i can say sorry as many times as you want, but i know you’ll just get tired hearing apologies from me every single time. so, let me make it up to you, jeonghan. i won’t promise anything, but i will always follow you from now on. i will do everything you ask of me. i will follow you wherever you go, wherever you need me,” seungcheol said as he held jeonghan’s face tenderly. “can you give me a chance to prove myself to you, my love?”
jeonghan stared at seungcheol’s determined but remorseful orbs before saying, “okay.”
seungcheol was beyond relieved. he nuzzled against jeonghan’s shoulder, muttering his relief and gratefulness, “thank you, jeonghan. i love you.”
sighing, jeonghan returned his boyfriend’s hug, relaxing at the way seungcheol’s scent covered his entire person, “i love you.”
even without seungcheol asking, jeonghan would’ve given him as many chances as he wanted. albeit this affair isn’t enough to break them apart, jeonghan was genuinely hurt and craved attention. his pride might have taken participation but jeonghan wouldn’t let it solely dictate the course of their relationship. it takes two to tango after all.
besides, jeonghan loves seungcheol dearly with all his heart and many can testify that seungcheol feels the same way.
tags: soonwoo, fluff, established relationship, kissing
summary: soonyoung just wanted to make sure wonwoo didn't forget anything before leaving for work.
a/n: reader discretion is advised.
wonwoo was already at the door, when his husband of three years, soonyoung, called him before he could leave for work.
“mahal, teka.”
“hm? ano yun, mahal?” wonwoo turned his body so he’s fully facing soonyoung.
“wala ka bang nakakalimutan?” soonyoung asked, biting his lips mischievously.
the gesture didn’t go unnoticed by wonwoo as he unconsciously stared at soonyoung’s wet, plump lips. “parang wala naman, mahal.”
soonyoung giggled, “sure ka?”
it took a second before wonwoo’s face broke into a soft smile, “ah, meron pala.”
“hm?” soonyoung was confused when wonwoo started walking towards him. but he didn’t move even if their bodies were just mere inches apart. he just looked up at his husband, eyes curious. “bakit ka lumapit?”
“ito yung nakalimutan ko,” wonwoo said before capturing soonyoung’s lips with his own.
soonyoung was taken aback but soon recovered as he wrapped his arms around wonwoo’s shoulder to support himself. he felt strong arms enveloping his waist, pulling him closer as if wonwoo intended to mold his body onto his own. their lips fought for dominance but soonyoung surrendered after a while, moaning against wonwoo’s mouth when their tongues engaged in a passionate dance.
both were panting when they pulled apart, a string of saliva connecting their reddened lips.
wonwoo stared lovingly at his husband who was sporting a hazy look, clearly pleasured from their intimacy. he let soonyoung lean against his body so his husband can catch his breath. a grin didn’t fail to make way to wonwoo’s face, satisfied at the fact that he was the one who made soonyoung pliant from pleasure in his arms.
“why did you do that?” soonyoung pouts when he finally regained his ability to speak. but the soft blush on his cheeks was evident, a telltale sign of him being in an embarrassed state.
“i almost forgot to give you a goodbye kiss, that’s why i gave you one that will fuel you up for the entire day. i will be away on a business trip after all and won’t be seeing you until later in the evening,” wonwoo laughed when soonyoung attempted to hit his chest.
“ito kasi yung sinasabi ko,” soonyoung presented his palm with wonwoo’s car keys on it. he took a shy glance at his husband before looking down again on his palm and whispering, “but thank you for the kiss anyway.”
wonwoo chuckled which earned a whine from soonyoung.
nevertheless, the two exchanged a few more kisses before wonwoo had to go, leaving a contented soonyoung at home.
tags: jeongcheol, fluff, established relationship, domestic couple
summary: just seungcheol and jeonghan reveling in the comfort from the members’ presence and the heat provided by the campfire.
a/n: reader discretion is advised.
it was a nice evening for both seungcheol and jeonghan—being surrounded with nature, with friends and the company of each other. it was particularly lovely with the two as the not-so-hidden couple of the group.
the subtle touch of fingers, brushing of shoulders, meaningful eye contact—all of these were loud and clear despite it being brief moments. the rest of the group can feel the love permeating in the air but they didn’t say anything, just basking in the happiness of the two oldest.
the evening became cold as the campfire dims. without saying a word, seungcheol got up from his seat and took his maroon bomber jacket and two blankets from the upper house. the chatters remained loud even when he returned. as the rest enjoyed reminiscing their trainee days, seungcheol wordlessly draped his maroon bomber jacket on jeonghan’s shoulders. the latter jerked from the warmth but slowly eased down when his eyes met his beloved.
as jeonghan was putting on his boyfriend’s bomber jacket properly, seungcheol took a sit. he gently covered jeonghan’s lap with a blanket, making sure the rest of jeonghan’s legs were covered. after draping the second blanket around his shoulders, seungcheol felt jeonghan leaning closer to him. he briefly looked at his lover, eyes shining with love and adoration just by seeing jeonghan being swallowed by his own clothing. with a gentle smile on his face, he took the bottle of soju and poured himself a glass.
jeonghan felt the subtle stare but didn’t say anything nor look back. feeling how hot his face turned, he did not dare show his blushing cheeks, knowing full well he’d melt on the spot from seungcheol’s burning gaze. their attention went back to the group a moment after.
“i’m scared,” jeonghan suddenly whispered just as seungcheol laced their fingers together.
seungcheol looked at him curiously, tightening his hold on his lover’s cold hand, “what are you scared of?”
jeonghan carelessly shrugged, a sigh leaving his lips, “ l’m not sure. i’m too happy right now but all good things come to an end, right? i don’t want to let go of this happiness.”
wordlessly, seungcheol put down his glass so he can gently kiss jeonghan’s temple as he pulled him closer to his embrace, “i feel the same way as you do, hannie. i’m also scared. but you know what? i find solace at the fact that all of us have the same trust with each other to overcome hurdles. it’s normal to be afraid, hannie, but you don’t have to go through it alone. the members and i are here for you just as how you are there for us.”
a soft smile adorned jeonghan’s face, eyes never leaving seungcheol’s side profile who was busy looking lovingly at the other members gathered around the campfire. jeonghan followed seungcheol’s line of sight, smile growing bigger.
this is it. this is seungcheol and his’ family. this is their home.
tags: jeongcheol, smut, breeding kink, established relationship
summary: “shave ka ah,” it was seungcheol’s invitation for sex but jeonghan had prepared something special for him.
a/n: reader discretion is advised.
here’s the link to the twitter au of this story
the coffee date was a nice build up to what was about to happen behind the bedroom doors of seungcheol’s apartment suite.
seungcheol was so endearing during their date. he would initiate skinship. he would tuck jeonghan’s hair behind his hair. he would caress jeonghan’s fingers. he would stare at jeonghan lovingly throughout their date. he would listen attentively to jeonghan’s stories. he would chuckle at jeonghan’s cute mannerisms.
you could say that jeonghan is drunk in love at this point.
and as the bedroom doors closed behind seungcheol, jeonghan found himself on his knees as his trembling fingers cupped seungcheol’s clothed erection.
“aren’t you eager, my love?” seungcheol smirked, lifting jeonghan’s face up.
“i want it,” jeonghan mumbled, “i want this.” he said as he leaned his face on seungcheol’s crotch, nosing against the outline of his lover’s dick.
that simple gesture had almost broke seungcheol’s control, but he held himself back, jaws tightening as jeonghan continued to rub against him. “mamaya, baby. now, i want you to show what you got for daddy, hm?”
jeonghan nodded frantically.
seungcheol helped him get up from the floor, huge arms wrapping around his midsection while walking towards the bed. letting go, seungcheol stood a meter away from jeonghan, waiting for the latter’s next move.
knowing just what to do, jeonghan started taking his clothes off one by one, his body swaying to the invisible music from his beating heart. he let his garments scatter on the carpeted floor, absolutely loving the sensual chaos it brought. his nipples immediately harden upon encountering the cold, airconditioned air. he swayed his hips from side to side as he started taking off his pants. when his pants move past his butt, he sat on the edge of the bed, eyes never leaving seungcheol as he threw his pants away.
jeonghan was such a sight to behold with his pale skin and red, lace thongs.
seungcheol had to swallow before he could choke on his own saliva. he didn’t expect jeonghan to wear a sexy lingerie underneath. the vibrant red was such a breathtaking contrast with jeonghan’s light-toned skin.
sensing the heightened sexual tension, jeonghan used this opportunity to flaunt himself. leaning back on his elbows, he lifted his legs up and spread them as wide as he could. just the mere thought of showing his vulnerable side had him leaking with pre-cum already but jeonghan didn’t stop there. he grabbed his legs and rested the back of his knees on his inner elbows to lift himself up, letting seungcheol see his dusty pink hole peeking through the panties.
it was safe to say that seungcheol was stupefied and rooted to his ground at the last sheer material that’s covering jeonghan.
and when jeonghan uttered, “fuck me, daddy,” seungcheol completely lost it.
seungcheol immediately slotted himself between jeonghan’s spread legs after removing all his clothes—leaving him on his calvin clein briefs—his crotch contacting jeonghan’s as he pulled his lover into a deep, unforgiving kiss.
jeonghan extremely love how seungcheol’s body entirely covered his own. seungcheol was just so big and so thick in all the right places. the monstrous bulge that was rubbing against his own was doing wonders to his body. the amount of affection and ravaging that was given to his body left him in a feverish state.
tongues intertwined, jeonghan wrapped his arms and legs around seungcheol’s shoulders and waist respectively, pulling him closer. jeonghan let out a shaky breath when seungcheol left his mouth in favor of littering bites and kisses on his exposed neck. every time seungcheol thrusted, jeonghan could feel him nipping against his skin. The pleasure and pain were too unbearable that it had jeonghan crying on the sheets.
seungcheol stopped moments later to admire his handy work. he smiled in satisfaction upon seeing the blooming hickeys on jeonghan’s skin.
“still with me, hannie?” seungcheol murmured against jeonghan’s hair.
jeonghan nodded against his hold, taking the moment to catch his breath.
“okay, tingin ka sakin, baby.”
when their eyes met, Seungcheol bestowed a kiss on Jeonghan’s reddened nose. “do you remember your safe word?”
jeonghan nodded again, “decaf.”
“good boy,” seungcheol rewarded him with soft peck on the lips before standing up. “now, care to tell me who told you to wear this sexy lingerie?”
jeonghan could barely feel the lace against his skin, suddenly feeling shy for putting his own self in an embarrassing position. he puts his knees together and hid his face behind it, not realizing how he looked tantalizing to seungcheol’s eyes. “it was me, daddy,” jeonghan said in a soft voice, letting his eyes peek above his knees so he can see seungcheol. “i want to be a good boy for daddy, so i prepared this present,” his eyes continued to look around, not knowing how to make eye contact suddenly.
seungcheol was absolutely at his wit’s ends seeing the lingerie covering jeonghan’s cute bulge. it was almost sinful to watch an angel on his bed in a skimpy outfit just for his eyes to see. “really, now? why do you want to be a good boy for daddy?” he said as he knelt, hands cupping jeonghan’s exposed butt cheeks. the skin underneath his palm was supple. he stared at it as if he was a moth drawn to a flame that is jeonghan’s blushed skin.
“b-because i love daddy—aah!” He moaned when seungcheol bit on his butt near his crotch area. jeonghan’s tears continued to flow as he stared at the ceiling, body feeling weak as seungcheol mouthed his bulge, biting and licking through the panties. jeonghan could no longer support his legs, arms finally giving out.
thankfully, seungcheol was there to catch his legs, lifting it high enough so his butt was off the bed.
jeonghan was too busy calming himself down that he didn’t noticed how seungcheol had him bent in half with his spread knees at either side of his head and ass on the air. when he opened his eyes, he could only see seungcheol’s silhouette, his lace-covered dick, and his stomach glistening with sweat. “w-what? daddy?!”
“gusto ko makita kung ano pa inihanda mo para sakin. care to show me, baby?” seungcheol challenged, looking like a predator ready to devour his prey.
at this point, jeonghan was way past feeling embarrassed but his face remained rosy as his skinny fingers hovered over the lining of his lace panties and pulling it sideways to reveal his hardened cock and wet hole. he had prepared himself before meeting with seungcheol, leaving traces of strawberry lube behind.
“tangina, ang basa mo na, baby. kanina pa ba ‘to?” seungcheol continued to admire the puckered hole, winking at him in anticipation.
“yes, daddy. i was already wet when i left the house,” jeonghan confessed.
“you’ll be the death of me, jeonghan,” seungcheol muttered under his breath before grabbing a hold of both of jeonghan’s butt cheeks and spreading him open. “malinis. walang buhok. ang lambot pa. sayang nga lang hindi kita makakain. but nevertheless, thank you for preparing for me, baby,” he said, slipping his thumb inside jeonghan.
jeonghan let out a deep sigh at the intrusion, closing his eyes to savor the heat that’s spreading all over his body.
absolutely loving the sounds coming from jeonghan, seungcheol popped his whole thumb into jeonghan’s hole, mesmerized at how jeonghan’s sucking his thumb in. he switched his fingers and let his pointy and middle fingers enter the man underneath him. he put his fingers deep until his knuckles, biting his lips as jeonghan writhed below in pleasure.
seungcheol’s thick fingers opened him deliciously that jeonghan couldn’t control the amount of spit flowing down the side of his lips. his mouth remains open as he let out a silent scream when seungcheol started thrusting his fingers in slow but deep strokes. the snail pace was torture but jeonghan loved how it stretches him until it left his hole gaping for more.
“ahh daddy, uhmm ang sarap—ahh, sige pa, idiin mo pa,” jeonghan sobbed, holding onto seungcheol’s wrist. he arched his back when seungcheol pressed against his prostrate. “ahhh, that’s it, that’s it, please please please—aahh hmmm, lalabasan na ako, daddy ughh hmm…” jeonghan’s body violently shook as he came, painting his stomach and face with his own cum. his mouth was wide open, back arched and eyes hazy with lust and tears. jeonghan wasn’t breathing.
“hey, hey, hey,” seungcheol immediately let jeonghan’s body down and cupped jeonghan’s face, “breathe, baby, breathe,” he coaxed jeonghan to focus on his breathing. “breathe in and breathe out, jeonghan. breathe in. breathe out. easy there, baby,” he said as jeonghan started coughing, taking in deep bouts of air.
seungcheol waited patiently, brushing jeonghan’s hair away from his face. “you good, baby?”
“d-daddy,” jeonghan croaked when he stopped coughing, snaking his shaking, skinny arms around seungcheol’s shoulders to pull him down.
“are you okay, baby? do you want us to stop?” seungcheol kissed jeonghan’s expose shoulder and nuzzled against his neck, wrapping his arms around jeonghan’s waist.
when jeonghan didn’t answer, he slowly lifted both themselves up. jeonghan instinctively clung to him, afraid that he might fall. but seungcheol supported his weight with ease with an arm under jeonghan’s butt. seungcheol made himself comfortable at the center of the bed, back leaning against the headboard all the while jeonghan clung to him like a second skin. not once did jeonghan let go.
at first glance, it was a harmless display of affection with jeonghan sitting on seungcheol’s lap. but it was a different experience as jeonghan could feel seungcheol’s hard cock, slotted perfectly between his butt crack. subconsciously, he started grinding down, letting the friction fire up their cooled down bodies.
“baby?” seungcheol was taken aback when he took notice of jeonghan’s subtle movements.
jeonghan loosened his hold and sat completely on top of seungcheol’s cock, their eyes meeting. “you haven’t come yet. let me help you, daddy. pretty please?”
and seungcheol was weak for jeonghan’s puppy eyes so he let him. In return, he received a kiss on his lips, on his jaw down to his throat, on his collarbones, around his nipples and his six-pack abs. every kiss sent pleasure signals down south so by the time jeonghan arrived at his crotch area, he was already painfully hard from the excitement and anticipation. he jerked when jeonghan caressed his clothed cock, rubbing to the length of his cock. then, he helped jeonghan remove his briefs, letting out a sigh of relief as his cock was freed from the restraints.
“aah,” jeonghan let out a soft moan when seungcheol’s cock sprung right at his face. it was six inches long and almost as thick as jeonghan’s wrist. at its current state, it was proud and angry but jeonghan was the least intimated of it, especially when he had seen such glory and had it rearranged his insides multiple times. he wrapped both of his hands around it, holding the base as he littered the tip with kitten licks.
jeonghan stared seungcheol’s cock with want, admiring the voluptuous head and the veins around its length. he spat on seungcheol’s tip and let his tongue drag from the base up to the top to catch his dripping saliva before swirling his tongue around the head. his ears perked up when seungcheol let out a deep moan, happily slurping on seungcheol’s cock as if it was his favorite strawberry-flavored popsicle.
“fuck, ang sarap niyan, jeonghan ahhh, shit, ang init ng bunganga mo tangina hmm..”
jeonghan took this as his cue to wrap his lips around seungcheol’s tip, taking him inside his mouth while tickling his balls with his fingertips. seungcheol got a hold of his hair but it didn’t stop jeonghan from bobbing his head, taking seungcheol deeper until the tip is touching his throat. jeonghan immediately let the cock out when he felt seungcheol’s thighs trembling under his hand. he gave the angry red cock with kisses before wrapping his hands around it again and flicking his wrist in an up-and-down motion.
“your cock is so big, daddy, i can’t wait for it to be inside me.”
“aahh shit, muntikan na akong labasan dun ah,” seungcheol chuckled lowly, gripping jeonghan’s hair so he can lift his lover’s face up and engage in a deep kiss. as jeonghan continued to play with his cock, his free hand reaches behind jeonghan, grabbing a hold of jeonghan’s bubbly butt. he gave it a few slips that had jeonghan moaning his name against his lips.
“Hmm, daddy—aahh, i want your cock please, ipasok mo na yung tite mo ahmm..” jeonghan begged when seungcheol plunged two of his fingers and scissored wide jeonghan’s hole. “fuck me, daddy, please aaahh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck mee ughh…”
jeonghan almost came but seungcheol pulled out his fingers before he could do so.
“dapa,” seungcheol demanded with a slap on jeonghan’s reddening butt cheeks.
jeonghan immediately complied, crawling so his ass was now facing seungcheol who was still seated by the headboard. he lowered his torso and let his head rest on the bed sideways, shaking his ass with need.
chuckling, seungcheol loomed his figure over jeonghan’s, letting his cock rub against jeonghan’s hole. “ang sexy mo, baby,” he whispered against jeonghan’s ears, “kung nakikita mo lang sarili mo ngayon, mukha kang aso na hayok sa kantot.”
“please,” jeonghan gripped on seungcheol’s wrist beside his head, “give it to me, daddy. ipasok mo na yung tite mo sa butas ko. i want it, please.”
“what do you want, baby?”
“i want your cock to breed my needy hole,” jeonghan cried as he wiggled his butt to chase the friction of having seungcheol’s cock against him.
“i got you, baby,” seungcheol said as held his own cock. “i’ll breed you good until you’re full of my cum,” he said under gritted teeth as he guided his cock inside jeonghan’s hole, pushing past the barrier to ecstasy.
“ahh!” jeonghan screamed at the intrusion. “sige pa—ahh, ipasok mo, idiin mo pa, daddy—ganyan nga aahh!”
seungcheol groaned as the tight heat enveloped his cock, entering jeonghan until all his cock is inside him. he straightened his back and pushed his hair away from his face as he waited jeonghan to get used to his size. he held the urge to thrust so he wouldn’t put jeonghan in anymore pain. the awe was evident on seungcheol’s face upon seeing how his cock got swallowed by jeonghan’s tiny hole. it was magical to say the least and he wouldn’t get tired seeing it repeatedly. it’s also a wonder how jeonghan’s hole can be so tight regardless of how many times seungcheol has violated it with his monstrous cock.
a tap on his thighs had him reeling back from his thoughts. seungcheol looked down to see jeonghan panting while looking at him.
“you can move now, daddy,” jeonghan whimpered, still overwhelmed at how full he felt. his stomach quivered with desire, well-aware that it sheathes seungcheol’s cock in its entirety.
seungcheol leaned down and kissed jeonghan’s cheek, “alright baby, tell me if it hurts.”
he didn’t wait for jeonghan to answer and pulled his cock out until the tip before thrusting back in. he repeated the same motion in the same pace and had jeonghan shaking underneath him again. the deep, slow strokes left heonghan panting and delirious but seungcheol was too focused on stopping himself from cumming right then and there.
“d-daddy!” jeonghan bawled when seungcheol hit his prostrate again.
but instead of taking it slow, seungcheol quickened his pace and repeatedly assaulted jeonghan’s prostrate.
“w-wait, daddy—aahhh, it’s too much, too much—shit hmm…ahh,” jeonghan pleaded but it fell into deaf ears as seungcheol continued his pounding.
“i’m gonna fuck you so bad until I have molded your insides with the shape of my cock,” seungcheol grunted, hips stuttering as he chased his own orgasm. “ramdam mo ba, jeonghan?” He purred against Jeonghan’s ear as his right hand traveled from jeonghan’s hips to his stomach right under his belly button. “Do you feel me inside you? I can subtly feel your stomach bulging in every thrust. don’t worry, I’ll pour every single drop of my cum inside you hanggang mabuntis kita.”
“aahh, s-seungcheol daddy uhmm…”
“masarap ba?”
“oo,” jeonghan weakly nodded, “ang sarap aahh—ang sarap ng tite mo, baon na baon sa butas ko hmm—sige pa, daddy, fuck me more aahhh anakan mo ko!”
seungcheol laughed breathlessly, pressing his fingers on jeonghan’s stomach, “do you want that, baby? gusto mo anakan kita?”
“hmm—oo ahhh, ibaon mo pa ahh sige pa,” jeonghan put his arm on top of seungcheol’s that was around his midsection, fingers lacing with his lover as they caress both the indistinct outline of seungcheol’s cock on jeonghan’s stomach. he moaned when seungcheol tightened his hold around him to mercilessly pound him with deep, fast thrusts. it had jeonghan keeling over from the amount of strength but seungcheol remained glued against his back, his grunts warming his ear.
seungcheol was near. he could feel his stomach churning with an unbearable ache. he immediately grabbed jeonghan’s dick and started wanking him in the same pace as his thrusts. his heightened libido was uncontrollable.
“ahh s-seungcheol hmm…lalabasan na ako haaa¬—fuck!”
“sabay tayo, baby, lalabasan na rin ako—hmm,” seungcheol groaned and tightened his hold around jeonghan, his other hand relentlessly masturbating jeonghan in urgency. “haaa eto na jeonghan—ughh shit, malapit na ako ahh…”
“iputok mo sa loob,” jeonghan hurriedly said, torso meeting the bed once again, submitting himself to dominance.
“fuck!” seungcheol groaned as he finally came, painting jeonghan’s insides with white.
jeonghan screamed into the sheets, body shivering with immense pleasure that it had his eyes rolling to the back. his legs trashed violently while seungcheol was still erratically thrusting into him as jeonghan milked him dry. jeonghan’s body was subconsciously attempting to crawl away but seungcheol had a good grip on him that jeonghan was left writhing within his hold.
seungcheol sighed when he stopped cumming. He loosened his embrace and let their bodies collapsed on the sheets. exhaustion slowly creeped into their system so seungcheol, with the last ounce of strength he possessed, pulled himself out of jeonghan. he removed jeonghan’s soiled lace panties and threw it on the floor. bringing jeonghan—who passed out from their extreme activity—into his arms, seungcheol covered their bare bodies with a blanket.
they were sticky and all but seungcheol couldn’t care less and succumbed into a deep slumber.
tags: soonwoo, a/b/o (omegaverse), smut, breeding kink, established relationship, semi-public sex
summary: alpha wonwoo and omega soonyoung are in a relationship. soonyoung, who’s known to be a model student, decided to break school rules just to be with his fated mate, wonwoo.
a/n: reader discretion is advised.
the school bell rings.
it was lunch time.
students are chatting about along the hallway as they walk towards the nearby cafeteria. soonyoung decided to stay behind, waiting a few minutes before everyone leaves the room.
he poked his head outside the hallway, making sure no one is around. opening the door wide, he let wonwoo inside the classroom who had also stayed behind and was waiting in the next classroom for the whole student body to leave the building.
heart thumping against his chest, soonyoung finally closes the door and locked the knob as silently as he could.
just as he was turning around, he was immediately pinned against the door, the other's lips assaulting his own.
"w-wonwoo," soonyoung brokenly moaned.
"hm," wonwoo hummed, nose trailing the soft skin of soonyoung's chin down to his neck where the latter is most sensitive. "you smell so good, baby."
"wait," the smaller giggled when wonwoo started kissing the side of his neck. "we just did it yesterday."
wonwoo chuckled when he glimpsed upwards to see soonyoung pouting, "i'm sorry, baby, but i just can't help it. you're too delectable for your own good."
soonyoung was just about to retort when wonwoo suddenly bit on his neck where the mating mark should be, making him whimper. wonwoo immediately placed his palm over soonyoung's lips to muffle his moans. "quiet, baby, you don't want the others to know what we're doing right now, do you?"
despite being lovers for almost three years, wonwoo refrained from marking soonyoung. they're still in university. besides, there's only one year left before he can finally officially claim soonyoung as his. by then, he would have his inheritance to give soonyoung a comfortable life.
also, wonwoo still holds a huge respect to soonyoung's parents because despite being against their relationship, they never really did anything to make them break up. wonwoo knows that soonyoung's parents are just being cautious of him being a mafia's son but wonwoo will never get tired to prove them how much he loves their son.
"that's because you're being too aggressive," soonyoung reasoned out, but wonwoo couldn't take him seriously, not when soonyoung is sporting a flushed look with hazy, golden eyes, just waiting to be devoured.
as if in trance, wonwoo kissed soonyoung, his lips caressing every crevice with affection. his warm hands tightened around soonyoung's small waist, drawing the latter closer against his heated body. he licked against soonyoung's lips, begging for entrance. soonyoung let out a shaky moan which gave wonwoo an opportunity to slither his tongue in, relishing on the excitement when both their tongues touched and engaged in a slow, passionate dance.
"off," soonyoung whispered against his lips, hands patting on wonwoo's shoulders.
wonwoo understood the request. he immediately shimmied out of his blazer then loosened his necktie next without breaking the kiss.
a yelp came out of soonyoung when wonwoo turned him around all of a sudden, his flushed cheeks pressing against the wooden door. soonyoung panted and swallowed a moan when wonwoo grinded against his back. he could feel wonwoo's hardness slotting perfectly against his butt cheeks, "ahh, wonwoo, more please."
without saying a word, wonwoo started unbuttoning soonyoung's white button-up shirt while leaving gentle kisses against the latter's smooth shoulders. his hands caressed soonyoung's stomach as soon as all the buttons came off before assaulting his lover's pinkish nipples.
"ahh, s-stop, wonwoo. i'm s-still sensitive there," soonyoung pleaded which went on deaf ears as wonwoo continued to pinch and rub against the small buds.
"they look lonely so i'm just sprinkling in some love for them," wonwoo teased.
soonyoung wasn't able to retort as the thrill rushed up to his head. the fact that they're doing this at school with a high chance of getting find out is making him more sensitive, "g-gently please ahhh."
seeing soonyoung begging intensifies wonwoo's want to make him cry. but he wouldn't do it today since they have limited time in their hands. wonwoo opted to leave hickeys on soonyoung's neck while his hands travel down, unbuckling soonyoung belt so he can slip a hand inside his lover's pants.
a strangled moan left soonyoung's lips when wonwoo palmed his growing erection. it didn't help that wonwoo still has one hand touching his nipples.
"hurry, wonwoo. l-lunch time's about t-to end soon ahh."
they still have thirty minutes left, wonwoo checked his watch but he chuckled at the way soonyoung is subconsciously grinding against his erection. licking his lips, wonwoo let soonyoung's pants poll down at his feet.
"lick this for me, baby," wonwoo whispered, thrusting his three fingers inside soonyoung's mouth.
soonyoung licked on the three digits, making sure all of them are lubricated with his saliva. he lifted his arms and rested his forehead against one of his forearms as he sucked on wonwoo's fingers. eyes rimmed with tears, he sobbed when wonwoo started stroking his cock. the sensation almost made him lose his mind, becoming breathless as the seconds pass, but a slap against his butt cheek woke him up.
"stay with me, soonyoung."
saliva trailed down soonyoung's lips as the authority from wonwoo's voice registered, his body falling into submission.
"sorry," soonyoung whispered when wonwoo finally pulled out his fingers from his mouth but was soon tongue-tied when a wet finger pushed inside his ass. he shivered at the sudden intrusion, eyes shutting close when a second finger joined the first one. the delicious stretch made his tears fall down his cheeks, sobbing at the pleasure from being both fondled and fingered at the same time.
"ahhh, more please, w-wonwoo."
wonwoo fastened his pace as soon as he put the third finger in, veins on his arms becoming prominent at the amount of vigor he was exerting. soonyoung was a sobbing mess by now but wonwoo had to make sure soonyoung is well-prepared. he didn't want soonyoung to get hurt from an activity where both of them should be feeling good together. an alpha's cock can't and shouldn't be underestimated after all.
soonyoung was just about to reach his limit when he suddenly felt emptiness in his hole. he looked at wonwoo with panic and desperation, but wonwoo had other plans in his mind. soonyoung shrieked when he was suddenly lifted bridal-style, arms looping around wonwoo's wide shoulders for support while his eyes travelled towards the door to check whether they had been find out. fortunately, it was still quiet outside so he finally turned to wonwoo who laid him down on the teacher's table in front of the room.
"and to the main part. are you ready, my love?" wonwoo smirked as he unzipped his pants, freeing his own hard cock.
he sees soonyoung getting up, probably thinking of giving him a blowjob, but wonwoo gently pushed him down. "stay there, baby. we don't have much time left."
soonyoung nodded as he laid pliantly on the table.
"open your legs, baby."
soonyoung opened his legs, heels resting on the edge of the table. his golden orbs never left wonwoo just as his lover spat on his palm and smeared his cock with saliva as a makeshift lubricant. wonwoo is extremely big compared to soonyoung's small physique. he understands wonwoo's need to prepare him. wonwoo is surprisingly attentive for an alpha. he may not look like it but wonwoo goes out of his way to take care of those he loves.
he didn't know what came over him but soonyoung finds himself lifting his legs up just as he was able to feel his ass leaving the surface of the table. he made sure to open his legs more so he can have more room to grab his butt cheeks from both sides, exposing his hole that's already dripping with slick.
the yellow in wonwoo's eyes glowed intensely as the fragrant smell of an omega in lust invaded his nostrils. he took a deep breath before walking closer to his waiting lover.
"you'll be the death of me, soonyoung."
"wonwoo, hurry up please. i can't take it anymore," soonyoung begged.
"what do you want, my love?" wonwoo asked, voice turning an octave lower. his hands caressed on the smooth knees, eyes never leaving his lover.
soonyoung was breathless looking at the predator in front of him, "i-inside me, please. i want you inside me. breed me. fill me up with your pups."
just as the words left soonyoung's lips, wonwoo lost all his inhibitions and thrusted his cock inside soonyoung's awaiting hole. both of them moaned when their bodies finally joined. wonwoo didn't even give soonyoung the chance to breathe as he continuously ram inside his ass, hitting the bundle of nerves with repetitive force.
"ahh, ahh, ahh," soonyoung screamed at every thrust. the assault on his prostrate made him breathless and dizzy with want.
"do you feel that? do you feel my cock inside you?" wonwoo took one of soonyoung's hands and placed it on soonyoung's stomach. "do you feel that bulge? that's my cock, baby. and i'm gonna fill it with pups because i'm gonna spill every single drop of my cum inside your pretty womb."
"y-yes please ahhh—i want your pups. want to feel them growing inside me ahhhh," soonyoung's hold around wonwoo's shoulders tightened, his knees drawing closer to the sides of his chest to accommodate more of wonwoo's length.
"you'll be so beautiful while carrying our pups, baby. you were born to carry my children."
soonyoung was crying from pleasure when wonwoo sped up his thrusts. he was consistently hitting soonyoung's prostrate, absolutely determined to bring them to the heights of ecstasy.
"i-i'm close, wonwoo. i'm c-cumming," soonyoung whimpered, almost choking.
"cum for me, soonyoung."
soonyoung shrieked as he reached euphoria, white cum painting his abdomen like an abstract art piece. his back arched, while his eyes rolled at the back of its sockets.
wonwoo's speed didn't deter as he chased his own release, thrusting inside soonyoung's weakened body with abandon. his knot grew, ready to penetrate and make a mark. he rammed hard that the table shook underneath, knot finally breaching the puckering hole and wonwoo was soon spilling like a broken faucet inside of soonyoung's ass. the tightness around his cock milked him more than he had expected. the knot serving its purpose as to prevent any cum from spilling out. even without thrusting, he just keeps cumming, as if he intended to impregnate his omega right then and there.
shivering, soonyoung caressed his slightly bulging stomach. he could feel the warmth of wonwoo's cum inside him. just the mere idea of becoming pregnant with wonwoo's child makes him feel in heaven's cloud.
"what's so funny?" wonwoo asked fondly, caressing soonyoung's blushing cheeks with his palm.
soonyoung shakes his head, leaning his cheek onto wonwoo's touch, "i love you."
wonwoo returned the smile, so he bent down and kissed his lover on the lips, "i love you too."
a few minutes later, wonwoo called for damage control and instructed his men to lock the entire building. classes were cancelled and students were told to go home, while wonwoo and soonyoung stayed in the classroom for a while, still joined but hearts filled with attachment and intimacy.
