i posted a jisung story and a changbin story semi-recently! so check those out if you missed them. unfortunately, i probably won’t ever be back like i used to be because i have a lot going on in my real life that takes priority over this blog. i don’t have the time or the energy to post once a week like the good old days.
and as for daphne, i’m guessing you missed her post. she still has access to this blog (of course) so if you have any messages specifically for her, send them in and i’ll let her know!
do you have any blog recs for smut writers? i love your stuff so i trust whoever you recommend :)
hey! ♡
sure, these are some of the writers whose stories i read and love!! i'm sorry if i've missed anyone, i've read a whole lot lately so it's possible 😩😩 i also have a bunch of stories in my likes, waiting for me to write a review before i reblog so it's a mess
this has gotten pretty long, sorry!
my recs (fav story of theirs):
@gyuphorias (dean's list)
@setsugekka (harbinger, hedonism)
@spilledtee (me & u)
@ikigaitsuki (saving face)
@hynjnhwng (on the edge)
@sorikkunn (skz as the logismoi)
@avveh (apologies)
@joyfulhopelox (wrapped up)
@huenjin (and they were roommates, pornstar au)
@multifandomfantasies (game night)
@planetdream (reversal)
@stay-corner (a taste of you)
@lee--felix (two little horns)
@matryosika (after hours)
@jisungparker (positions, every kind of way)
@formidxble (lights, camera, action!)
@bruh-changbin (hot tub and pt.2 we can dance again)
@chogiwow (the interview with the exes ruined me—not smut but sooo good)
✧✦ insatiable ✦✧
changbin x fem!reader
860 words
kinks & warnings: thigh riding, d/s undertones, a touch of spanking, daddy kink, use of derogatory terms (slut), a sprinkle of meanness from changbin, some soft feelings thrown in near the end because i am who i am.
It’s much too early when you wake up seemingly out of nowhere, groggy and more than a little horny. You roll from your side onto your stomach, frowning when your panties stick uncomfortably to your folds. A quick glance to the digital clock on your nightstand tells you that it’s only been an hour and a half since Changbin got home and fell into bed beside you.
2:23 AM
The logical part of your brain tells you to behave and leave him be. He needs the rest; he’s been working long hours lately and you don’t want to disturb him.
✧✦ insatiable ✦✧
changbin x fem!reader
860 words
kinks & warnings: thigh riding, d/s undertones, a touch of spanking, daddy kink, use of derogatory terms (slut), a sprinkle of meanness from changbin, some soft feelings thrown in near the end because i am who i am.
It's much too early when you wake up seemingly out of nowhere, groggy and more than a little horny. You roll from your side onto your stomach, frowning when your panties stick uncomfortably to your folds. A quick glance to the digital clock on your nightstand tells you that it’s only been an hour and a half since Changbin got home and fell into bed beside you.
2:23 AM
The logical part of your brain tells you to behave and leave him be. He needs the rest; he’s been working long hours lately and you don’t want to disturb him.
But your libido has other ideas.
Changbin is sprawled out on his back, right arm curved so his hand rests on his bare stomach while his left arm is stretched up and tucked under the pillow. His handsome face is turned away from you so all you can see is his strong jawline and the curve of his ear. You inch closer and closer to your boyfriend until you’re partially straddling him, one of his thick thighs nestled between your legs. You stretch your body out over his and plant soft kisses along his collarbones, hoping that he’ll be more agreeable if you wake him gently.
He groans at first, still dealing with the remnants of sleep when his hands automatically find purchase on your hips. You know that he’s fully awake when his fingers dig into you hard enough to make you yearn.
“What are you doing?”
You whine and lave the crook of his neck with your tongue, your hips wiggling minutely, afraid to do much more. “I need you.”
Changbin sighs and it sounds annoyed. His hands leave your hips to settle on your ass and you shouldn't be surprised to feel twin smacks on both of your cheeks. You gasp and jolt forward, a moan catching in your throat when your covered pussy rubs along his thigh.
“My little slut is always so needy, hmm? Can't even let her Daddy get some well deserved sleep.”
The way that he's talking to you, dirty and a little bit mean, has you throbbing with need. You plant your hands on his chest and give his pecs a little squeeze because you just can't help it. Changbin is so muscular, so beautiful, it’s always a challenge for you to keep your hands to yourself.
“Go on then, slut. Get yourself off.”
You give Changbin a questioning glance and he stares at the light pink cotton covering your pussy. He flexes his thigh and you shudder when you realize what he wants you to do.
“But Daddy…” you trail off with a whine when Changbin levels you with a fiery gaze, “I wanted your cock.”
Changbin scoffs before grabbing you by the hips again and showing off his strength by moving you himself, a sensual push and pull that has your pulse racing. Although it's not what you originally wanted, it still feels heavenly. It would be better if you were bare but at this point, you don’t want to annoy Changbin any further.
“I don't care what you want,” Changbin bites out, the muscles in his arms flexing as he continues to guide you. “Only good girls get what they want and you haven't been very good, have you?”
You angle your hips down until your clit is getting stimulated with every movement and you get lost in the feeling, Changbin’s grip slackening until he’s no longer controlling your movements. You’re riding his thigh on your own now, chasing after an orgasm that you’re not even sure you’ll get.
“I haven’t,” you agree quietly, and the shame burns nearly as bright as your arousal. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I just wanted you so, so much. You always make me feel good.”
The hard look on Changbin’s face softens a bit at your apology and he sits up just so he can plant a kiss on the tip of your nose. Your heart stutters in your chest and you wrap your arms around his shoulders, staring into the endless depths of his eyes as your feelings crawl up your throat just to spill out of your mouth.
“I love you, Bin. I love you so much and I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have woken you, I’m sorry--”
Changbin cuts you off with a kiss that’s equal parts lust and love and you’re so close to your release you can nearly taste it.
“You’re my everything, you know that?”
When he murmurs those words against your lips, you’re a goner. He whispers his love as you shake and fall apart in his arms, the rutting of your hips slowing down as you pant and moan into the crook of his neck. Changbin’s touch is soothing as he runs his hands up and down your back, underneath your shirt so you can feel the warmth of his skin.
“You okay, baby?”
You hum and lift your head with a little difficulty because it feels like it weighs two tons. You blink sleepily at Changbin -- your boyfriend, your lover, your heart -- and kiss him soundly with a smile curling your lips.
also to no one’s surprise, my jisung thirst has just been ratcheted up to astronomical levels with this comeback. please flip me like a pancake and break my back like a glow stick, good sir.
↳ hyunjin x reader
↳ wc: 2.2k
↳ genre: smut, established relationship, fluff
↳ summary: what happens when your boyfriend is inexperienced
↳ warnings: mentions of oral sex, protected sex, first time
↳ masterlist ♡ inexperienced masterpost ♡ read on AO3
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Hyunjin cringes at romance and anything that’s too lovey-dovey—all of it seems too artificial, too fake, too forced to be real. The very idea of PDA instantly puts him off, and he’d rather be single forever than be caught in the middle of a grand public gesture of love.
A public proposal? Hyunjin would never. He’d rather hop on TikTok trends every day of his life than do something as cringy as that in public. Feelings are personal and should stay private, is his motto.
However, this opinion is what makes it a bit difficult for him to date, but the main culprit is his job. Okay, and maybe his personality. Hyunjin’s aware that he’s the type of person who values alone time. He needs to be on his own to recharge. So, when he’s not working, he’s charging his batteries by drawing, painting, being artistic, or simply taking himself out on a coffee or food date.
When you date someone, they don’t really understand this need unless they’re similar. What girlfriend wouldn’t get offended if you turn down her invitation to hang out just to go out by yourself? This behavior always gives off the impression that Hyunjin is not interested, which is why he doesn’t even date that much. It always ends up with him having to explain why he is the way he is, and the other person trying to change him, make him fit into the usual mold of a good, obedient, always readily available boyfriend, which he just couldn’t be.
When he does date, there’s no way he’s taking someone home quickly. No, Hyunjin needs to trust the person enough to be that open with them, to let them into his world, to get naked with them. It sounds stupid, and some of his friends think so, but he doesn’t care. Sex is just something that makes relationships better—not something his entire world should revolve around.
Yet, when you start dating and everything seems to fall into place, sex is on his mind 24/7, so much that these thoughts surprise Hyunjin. He used to think about it, of course, but this carnal desire never consumed him like it does now. It’s because you’re not just a date—you’re a girlfriend, a partner, someone he let into his life so easily, someone who gets it.
Because of this, Hyunjin is even more attracted to you, wants you even more than he did when you first started dating, finds it difficult to take his hands off of you. And everything’s the way he imagined it would be—there’s simply no rushing into things.
You started with kissing of course. Shy, gentle pecks that made him want to stay glued to you forever turned into tongue kisses, ones that made Hyunjin never want to stop kissing you. “You have the best lips,” you’d tell him, making his heart skip a beat. He felt the same way about yours—always so soft and inviting, mouth so warm, heart beating loudly whenever your lips would meet.
As you two got to know each other better, your kisses turned into make-out sessions, often ending up on his or your bed in each other’s arms, kissing and caressing until your lips went numb. Sometimes, Hyunjin thinks these are better than sex—he could kiss and caress you for hours and not get enough, feel your head on his chest as he plays with your hair, let you do the same to him. It’s a new level of intimacy for him, and he cherishes it.
Slowly, you start to get more and more exposed to one another, exploring each other’s bodies, learning what the other likes. The more Hyunjin lets you into his world, the more he wants you to stay. He is now used to your presence, so much that he requires less alone time and more time together—when he is with you, he feels at peace, like he does when he is on his own. Isn’t that what it’s all about?
Now that you’re together and exploring each other’s bodies again, Hyunjin’s not surprised when you ask him sweetly, “D-do you have a condom?” He’s been expecting this to happen—it’s the natural course of events, the expected next step of your relationship.
“I do,” he tells you before planting yet another soft, long kiss on your pretty lips. He can still taste you on his tongue and he knows you can taste yourself, too, but you don’t seem to mind. It’s tangy and sweet, and the scent makes him want to bury his head between your thighs for the third time today. If he could, he’d stay there forever. “You’re sure about it? We’re in no rush or anything…”
Boundaries, consent, being comfortable—it’s what both you and Hyunjin need, so he doesn’t mind asking and assuring you’re fine with everything, even if he’s boring with all the questions.
“I’m more than sure,” you say, sounding convinced, hands reaching in to brush the hair away from his face. Whenever you do that, you cup his face and look at him in a way that makes his chest warm up. You’re perfect for him.
Hyunjin gets the condom on pretty fast, and you decide to be on top, wanting to be able to control everything. He likes that idea too, more than him being in charge and accidentally going too fast or too hard and hurting you somehow. It’s his first time, and Hyunjin thought he’d be nervous and flustered, unable to think, let alone speak, but it’s nothing like that. All he feels is love and excitement as he watches you push yourself up on your knees and grab his cock.
“Can’t wait,” you mutter at him before easing yourself down his length all the way, until you’re sitting on him, until his cock is inside of you up to his balls that feel tight already. It stings, Hyunjin’s sure when he sees your frown and hears your soft little grunt. “Ah…”
On his end, everything feels perfect. There’s no pain, no stinging, no pressure—just indescribable pleasure, an overwhelming sense of warmth and comfort, an insane attraction. Love, that’s what it is. Hyunjin hates seeing your face scrunched in pain, so he stands still and tries not to move a muscle.
“Everything okay?” he asks, to which you simply nod. You don’t really convince Hyunjin, not when your entire body’s stiff and you’re trying hard not to frown. “You sure? If you need more prep, we can take our ti—”
“No, baby, it’s good,” you say softly as you reach for his hands, which he immediately lets you hold, propping them up on his elbows so you can use them for support. You squeeze gently and he squeezes right back, wanting you to know he’s there for you, no matter what you decide here. “Let’s see what feels good.”
And see, you do.
At first, you move slowly, your walls dragging across his cock languidly—you are in no rush, after all. You have the entire night for yourselves, as planned. Hyunjin wants things to go smoothly, which is exactly how they are going, even when you let go of his hands to place yours on his chest, and start to move faster.
When you do, he moans, surprising both of you. It just feels good, so much better than he thought, especially when he can ogle your naked body and stare at your pretty face. “You’re so good at this,” Hyunjin compliments you, hands sliding up from your thighs to your breasts, squeezing them. “So good to me.”
His hands are shaking a bit, but he hopes you don’t notice it. Hyunjin’s not nervous at all, he’s not ashamed, doesn’t think anything embarrassing will happen, but he’s still shaking. Is it excitement? Or just an amount of pleasure he’s never experienced before?
“You are too,” you say right back, even though he’s not doing anything. You’re doing all the work—your hips are moving in circles fast before you switch it up to going forward and backward. Then, you start moving up and down.
Of course, you spend minutes doing the same movement, getting adjusted to it, seeing whether his cock hits your walls right before you move on to the next one. To Hyunjin, it feels like mere seconds—he’s lying there and just taking it all in, realizing how insanely fortunate he is to have found you. “I love you so fucking much,” he admits, which makes you slow down and grin at him, facial expression going from turned on to touched.
“I love you too, Jinnie,” you say it back softly, hands grazing his chest. “Feel so close to you like this.”
“Right?” he agrees, hands moving down to your hips, giving them a gentle squeeze. With each now slow movement of your hips upward and then back down, Hyunjin’s hands hold your hips tighter, the pleasure you’re giving him multiplying by the second. “Never want to stop.”
“We don’t have to,” you say with a giggle, even though Hyunjin feels you’re going to be sore later, especially if you do this for too long the first time. Still, he lets you have your fun, which you do—you’re once again exploring all the hips movements you can use to make both of you feel good.
Hyunjin notices how you inspect his face when you do something new as if you’re trying to see whether he likes it. Whenever he moans, you repeat that action over and over again, clearly wanting to hear the sounds he makes. He feels the same way about you—there’s nothing better than hearing you whimper while his dick is inside of you.
“Want to come, baby?” Hyunjin asks, hoping he’s not crossing a boundary or ruining the fun.
It’s becoming clear you’re not going to come from sex alone, at least not this early on when he’s not even moving, and Hyunjin really wants to make you feel good. Plus, he’s been on the brink of coming this entire time, still so overwhelmed with the feeling of your walls tightening around him.
And it’s not just that—he’s crazy about you, so getting to have you in this way too just makes him feel so much at once.
“Please,” is what you grunt at him, and that’s enough for Hyunjin to wet his two fingers and start rubbing your clit with them while you roll your hips around.
The more he rubs, the more you clench around his cock, and he feels like he’s about to spill too. He can’t do it, not yet, not when you didn’t come. So, Hyunjin puts all his effort into applying just enough pressure for it to feel good while his other hand moves up and grabs your breast, his thumb flicking across the nipple. It gets you to moan, all of it, and the moaning just doesn’t stop.
“Like that, huh?” Hyunjin sounds cocky because he is—he loves knowing he’s the reason behind you sounding like you came straight out of a porno. He’s aware that he’s making the same kind of noise too, only lower, and that you seem to be enjoying that. “My cock making you feel good?”
It’s not like him to use this type of language with you, but Hyunjin can’t really help it. His cock is in you, and you’re using it to get off, his fingers only there to push you over the edge, which they do in a matter of a minute.
“Yes, so good,” you agree with a couple of nods, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. “It’s so big and hard an—ah!” And then, you pulsate around his cock so sweetly, walls contracting hard, squeezing his erection, threatening to make him ejaculate instantly, so he hisses and looks up at you.
“Ah, baby, ah, fuc—Hyunjin!” You’re too busy moaning and grunting, digging your nails into his chest to notice he’s struggling, so he scrunches his face in pain and tries his best to postpone it. Then, your eyes meet and you realize what’s going on. “Let go, baby…”
That is all Hyunjin needs to finally come, filling up the condom while you keep slamming your hips down on him, riding through your orgasm, using his hard cock to help you prolong it. “Oh, you feel perfect,” he tells you, voice croaky and low.
Coming always feels perfect, whether it’s on your face, on your chest, on your stomach, ass, in your mouth, on your thighs… Hyunjin doesn’t have a preference, he’s happy with whatever you decide is okay that day, and takes any of these options, thankful that he gets anything. But, coming inside of you, even with the condom on, blows everything else out of the park.
When you collapse on his chest, Hyunjin grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours while the other instantly reaches for your hair and caresses it. “You’re so good to me,” he whispers.
Your head is resting on the pillow right next to his and he thinks you’re the prettiest person he’s ever seen. Hyunjin’s mouth finds yours as he gently grazes your back, happy you got to share this experience and that you feel even more connected to each other.
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can you guys imagine chan teaching you how to ride him for the first time. you’re nervous, but he’s got firm hands on your waist praising you all the way until you gain more confidence. soon enough, he’s a mess underneath you; gripping onto your hips tight and writhing underneath you. “if you keep…going like this you’re gonna make me cum, baby.”
can you imagine his breathless moans, the way he starts to buck into you, feeling his cock twitch inside of you until he’s suddenly falling apart. filling you up to the brim and practically chanting praises. “you’re so fucking good to me, fuck. you’re absolutely amazing, oh my god.”
i'm still around! just not super active (obviously lol) but i have a changbin story that will be posted sometime this week! just gotta edit it a bit first. c:
✧✦ lovefool ✦✧
han jisung x fem!reader
1.7k words
kinks & warnings: unprotected sex, semi public sex, hooking up at a party in a closet because why not, creampie, some fluff thrown in at the end because it’s jisung and i can’t help myself.
“Fuck, come here–”
Jisung collides with you in the small space and your first kiss is explosive. His lips are soft and his tongue is a tease, tracing over your bottom lip before it dives into your mouth. The kiss is full of need, a spark that’s been fanned into a raging fire that threatens to consume the both of you.
“Been waiting a long time,” Jisung pants, his touch roaming all over your body, never staying in one place for too long. “To get my hands on you.”
✧✦ lovefool ✦✧
han jisung x fem!reader
1.7k words
kinks & warnings: unprotected sex, semi public sex, hooking up at a party in a closet because why not, creampie, some fluff thrown in at the end because it’s jisung and i can’t help myself.
"Fuck, come here--"
Jisung collides with you in the small space and your first kiss is explosive. His lips are soft and his tongue is a tease, tracing over your bottom lip before it dives into your mouth. The kiss is full of need, a spark that's been fanned into a raging fire that threatens to consume the both of you.
"Been waiting a long time," Jisung pants, his touch roaming all over your body, never staying in one place for too long. "To get my hands on you."
"Same," you say while shifting around until your back hits a wall. It doesn't take long since this coat closet isn't very big, but you need the support to keep yourself steady. You've been drinking most of the night -- so has Jisung -- so you don't trust yourself to stay upright without some help. "Wanted you for so fucking long, Jisungie."
The way that Jisung cages you in makes you feel small despite the fact that you're a few centimeters taller than him. He plasters his front to yours, sandwiching your body between himself and the wall. You can feel how hard he is in his jeans and you let out a pathetic moan when he grabs your wrist and trails your open hand down his toned stomach until it rests over his bulge.
"Look at what you do to me," he whispers, his eyelids fluttering when you start rubbing his cock through the denim. "This is all for you, baby."
If you get any more turned on you're going to combust. A mixture of lust and adrenaline has your hands shaking when you yank at the button on his jeans, desperate to get his cock free so you can finally feel him. Wanting the same thing, Jisung helps you by shoving his pants and briefs down once you get him unbuttoned and unzipped. Not quite caring over how crude it is, you spit in your hand and wrap your fingers around his shaft, moaning with him when his cock twitches in your grip.
"I need you to fuck me," you gasp. Jisung has you pressed into the wall once more, leaving just enough room between you so you can jack him off. He kisses the hollow of your throat, his tongue darting out to taste the light sheen of sweat on your skin. "If you don't, I'll die. And then Minho will be mad at you."
Jisung laughs at that and you can’t help but laugh along with him. Minho is a good friend of yours and he's also the person who introduced you to his friend-who-just-moved-back-to-the-area Jisung over six months ago now. The attraction to Jisung was immediate but you didn't want to come on too strong so you played it safe and got to know him as a friend first. Along the way your physical attraction morphed into something more, something you found a little scary, so you kept quiet about your feelings until tonight.
Tonight, Chan is throwing a party.
Admittedly, you’re not much of a party person. But Minho baited you by saying that Jisung would be there so you got ready at the speed of light, much to Minho’s chagrin. You hitched a ride with Minho and did a shot with him as soon as you arrived before wandering off to look for Jisung. Once you found him in one of the side rooms talking to Changbin… you were speechless. He looked too damn good in that navy button up with a pair of black fitted jeans, artfully ripped at the knees. His dark brown hair was styled up and away from his forehead, his bangs just brushing the top of his eyebrow.
Feeling a bit overwhelmed, you immediately backed out of the room and marched your way through the house until you got to the kitchen where all of the alcohol is set up.
There was no way you were going to get through this while sober.
It took two more shots and a few sips of jungle juice before you could will yourself to go back to that room and talk to Jisung. But once you got there, you could no longer see him among the crowd. You blinked in confusion and there was a frown painted on your face.
“Looking for someone?”
You whipped around at the voice behind you, your heart stuttering when you saw a smiling Jisung. Emboldened by the vodka and who knows what else running through your system, you smiled back and pinched one of his squishy cheeks between your thumb and forefinger.
“Yeah. I was looking for you.”
You relinquished his cheek and let your arm drop back down to your side. Jisung’s smile grew wider at your confession.
“Any particular reason?” Jisung asked, his smile morphing into something a bit more sly. He waggled his eyebrows and while it made him look silly, you just wanted him so badly that you’re charmed by the action and more than a little turned on.
Without meaning to, you said that last bit out loud.
Jisung was on the move before you could even blink, one of his hands gripping your forearm so he could get you moving with him. He led you down two different hallways before he stopped at a door, flung it open, and shoved you inside. He followed you into the closet and shut the door behind him with a bang that was muffled by the music blasting throughout the house.
Which brings you to your current predicament. Willingly trapped in a closet with Jisung, more than ready to get fucked until the only thing you can remember is his name.
“Well, I certainly don’t want Minho to be mad at me,” Jisung says while he inches his hands up your skirt. You let out a sigh when he hooks two fingers under the band of your panties and starts pulling them down your thighs. Once the garment gets to your knees you shimmy your legs back and forth until they fall down to the floor. You quickly step out of them and hook your left leg around Jisung’s hip, pulling him in close.
Jisung holds onto your waist like a vice and rubs his cock up and down your slit, enjoying how warm and utterly soaked you are. The fact that you want him just as much as he wants you makes his head spin.
“I’m on the pill,” you state while reaching for his cock once more. You jerk him twice before guiding his cock to your hole, trembling with excitement when he starts pushing into you. “So please, fuck me like you’ve been dreaming of. Like I’ve been dreaming of.”
Jisung bites his lip and continues to push into you at a sedate pace. You’re thoroughly aroused so it doesn’t hurt, but you appreciate him going slow all the same. Your breath hitches when he’s finally buried to the hilt because you’re so pleasantly full. Jisung captures your lips in a kiss that’s filthy from the get go, all tongue and teeth, and you yelp into his mouth when he pulls his cock out of you nearly all the way before slamming back in.
Jisung’s thrusts are punishing, his hips working over time to bring you both to a pleasurable end. You’re both too keyed up to savor your first time together but it doesn’t bother you much; you know that there will be many more opportunities for it in the future. The leg that’s holding you up starts to shake and the position you’re in is growing uncomfortable, but you push through the discomfort.
“Gonna, huh, fuck, gonna come soon,” Jisung pants out between thrusts. You grip his biceps hard and throw your head back, hissing when it thunks against the wall.
“Wanna come with you,” you cry, eyes squeezed shut when Jisung starts thrusting into you even more frantically. “Please, baby. Please touch me.”
One of Jisung’s hands drops from your waist to where you’re joined together and starts rubbing firm circles on your aching clit with the pad of his thumb. You scream at the onslaught of pleasure and come around his cock that’s still pistoning inside of you mere moments later. The way that your walls flutter and clench around him turns out to be too much and Jisung thrusts into you one last time, stilling as he comes with a low moan.
Once you’ve both caught your breath and have calmed down a bit, Jisung pulls out of you completely and you let the leg you had wrapped around him fall to the floor. You feel his cum start to leak out of you and you grimace a bit, deciding that you’ll just deal with it later. You smooth your skirt back down around your hips and when Jisung hands you your panties, he’s fully dressed and mostly put back together. You slip your panties back on while Jisung reaches out to fix your hair, smoothing down the strands in the back that got mussed while you had your head against the wall.
Even after he’s done with your hair, Jisung’s touch doesn’t leave you. His palm is hot on the side of your neck and the way his thumb sweeps along the underside of your jaw makes you weak.
“I know we kinda did this backwards,” Jisung says with a chuckle. “But I really wanna take you out on a date.”
Jisung swears that the smile you grace him with is bright enough to light up the entirety of that tiny closet. You throw your arms around his shoulders and hug him tight, giggling from sheer happiness.
“What a coincidence!” you exclaim after leaning back so you can look him in the eyes. “I also want you to take me out on a date.”
Jisung grins and rubs along the plush swell of your bottom lip with his thumb before pressing a quick kiss to your parted lips.
“Breakfast tomorrow morning?”
You nod and lean in to kiss the tip of his nose, your heart warming when Jisung blushes at the gesture. He’s entirely too cute and you can hardly believe that he’s all yours.
warning: this is mostly me being touch starved, but be aware that all of these are suggestive and some include a bit more explicit headcanons. minors do not interact.
this is pure fiction for entertainment purposes only.
bang chan
when it comes to kissing, just like any other thing he does with you, chan likes taking it slow whenever he can. making out with chan feels like melting against him, into him. every purposeful drag of his lips, every gentle flick of his tongue makes your head spin with affection, romance and - inevitably - arousal. chan has a habit of cradling your face in his hand and pushing his thumb against your lips, watching with lidded eyes how they part for his finger, fully appreciating how pliant you are for him before he rewards you with another kiss. chan is also the type who kisses you after you swallow his cum, the taste of his release on your tongue not deterring him from molding his mouth to yours again and again until you get lost in each other once more.
leeknow
minho doesn’t want to admit it, but he’s a huge softie for you. sometimes you can feel him smiling against your lips, but when you pull back to ask him about what he’s teasing you about now, you find nothing but fondness in his sparkling eyes. “i’m just happy to have you,” he whispers at your puzzled expression and with the way he holds you close when he presses his lips to yours again, you can’t help but believe him. your favorite is the way he kisses you in bed though. the positions minho puts you in usually don’t allow a lot of liplocking, but there’s always the after, when you’re both fucked out and satisfied, still moaning against each other’s mouths as you blissfully indulge in one kiss, then in another, basking in each others’ presence until you fall asleep.
changbin
he wants to make out all the time and he isn’t shy about letting you know: constantly puckering his lips at you, asking for kisses in public, sneakily pressing his lips to your cheek, hand, neck whenever he can. but when you actually get him alone, it’s him who pauses and lets you lean in. changbin’s hands are warm and firm on either side of your hips, his front sturdy and comfortable against yours as your bodies inevitably get closer and closer when you deepen the kiss. changbin’s eyes are shiny when he pulls back for air, the smirk pulling at his lips the perfect mixture of sexy and shy, inviting but elusive in a way that’s making you wonder if he wants to keep going or not. but when you lean in to steal another kiss, you’re met with changbin’s tongue in your mouth, his hands traveling from your hips to your ass and his thigh slotting between your legs - and that’s enough of an answer for now.
hyunjin
“kiss me,” a demand you’ll hear regularly when you get intimate with hyunjin. the slow movements of your mouths finding each other turns into filthy drags of his tongue against yours then to delirious panting against each other’s lips - regardless of how sloppy it may get, hyunjin’s mouth is basically glued to yours in bed. most of the time the two of you are alone actually. hyunjin simply adores tongue kissing, the way you’re licking into his mouth makes him groan and harden even without a touch. if it were up to hyunjin, he would kiss you forever and ever. he even admitted to you that his fixation goes so far that he’s gotten off with just his palm pressed against his clothed erection and the thought of making out with you on his mind. now you know what he’s thinking of whenever he’s looking at you and his fingers are toying with his bottom lip.
han
lots and lots of smooches. most of his kisses are innocent, quick pecks on your cheek or peppered all over your face, chaste kisses in greeting or goodbye. when you do get to make out with him, it tends to escalate quickly, the tangling of your tongues just a prologue to how you’ll play the rest of each other’s bodies. jisung can’t really kiss while he’s fucking, mostly because he’s too preoccupied with running his mouth, telling you how good it feels for him, how dirty you are, how much he’s going to cum for you. by far his favorite kisses to give you are the ones where his face is settled between your thighs, his flat tongue brushing against your lower lips languidly before slowly - like a true make-out - escalating to more desperate, wetter, deeper movements that make you writhe and groan for him until you can’t take it anymore and pull him up for another kiss; your mouth on his again this time.
felix
it doesn’t matter if it’s early in the morning or late at night, whether he’s breathless from exertion or completely relaxed, happy or sad - felix always wants to kiss you. he’s a very affectionate person, constantly showering you with love through his kind words, his sweet baking and his undivided attention in the bedroom. kisses are one of his favorite ways of showing affection, sometimes soft and slow, sometimes desperate and rushed. felix craves your affection just as much as you enjoy his. especially when he’s panting under you, so close to his release that he can do nothing but whine for you to kiss him even though he’s useless at it now, whimpering when you start playing with his pliant tongue, then melting against your lips as he basks in your attention.
seungmin
his kisses are careful, like you’re a precious little treasure, like he’s scared you’ll break. it’s a welcome change from his teasing, both the verbal back and forth as well as his unforgiving fingers that wind you up and take you apart until your mind is clouded with nothing but arousal. but still, as sweet as it feels to have seungmin worship you with gentle, loving kisses - you need more from him sometimes. luckily seungmin understands you without many words and is happy to indulge you when it comes to making out. curling your fingers into his hair earns you a soft bite to your bottom lip, moaning against his mouth has him pushing his tongue against yours with a more sexual intent, you pushing your hips closer to his is his cue to have his hands running all over your body. it’s just like seungmin to pull away before you get too excited, pulling away to press another chaste kiss against your lips that has you chasing him for more.
i.n
surprisingly passionate. jeongin kisses you like he wants to prove how much he needs to be close to you. and he wants you to give back just as much, to bite at his lips, suck on his tongue while his fingers dig into your waist or wrap around your neck. with every press of his mouth against yours, he pours his sincere desire from his lips to yours. “i want you,” his tongue seems to paint against your teeth. making out with jeongin is nothing but a game of who breaks first, who needs to feel the other’s naked body underneath them - but in the end both of you equally make true of the passion your kisses promised.
hey y’all, it’s been a minute! i’ve been back and forth on making this post but ultimately decided i should probably say something.
i’m going to be stepping away from this blog. i’ve lost my interest in kpop, and while i’ve been trying to work through it, i just don’t see it happening. 😔
thanks for all the support you’ve shown! please continue to show velma all the love she deserves - i’ll be hyping her up in dms, and y’all are gonna absolute love what she’s working on now.
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