Taehyun is the type of boyfriend who sits with you to see if you're 'fit is outifitting. He's gonna ask you to swish, give him a twirl to see if it looks good on you. Butttt... he's a secret perv! He takes pics of you in your shortest mini skirt while u show him how it looks on you !!
He's also the type of boyfriend who'd feel you up through your clothes, pushing your skirt up your ass to give it a squeeze "your ass looks so damn good in this, we're definitely getting this." "I'm gonna fucking cum in you while you wear this and you're gonna keep my cum inside, you get that baby?" while the whole time he's smiling innocently and whispering near your ear.
beom is a menace !! He gets super high on exhibition ; he has you folded up on the kitchen countertop a creamy mess on the countertop, a sign of what you've been getting into as gyu rearranges your guts, his cock hitting you soo good that you're nothing but a babbling mess.
When kai opens the door he just gawks, unsure of what he has seen, gyu does not even falter, infact you feel him getting harder as his hands closes around your neck more. " What you lookin at ? You want a taste?" He smirks at the younger.
𖹭 bella's note for u : hihihi, this is going to be one-liner or one passage hard thoughts series, I've really lost a lot of engagement since i went on a hiatus, so this is my comeback series y'all ! I hope u enjoy this different idea ;) can't wait to contribute more to moaville , love bella ♥️
soobins favourite position to sleep is probably to have his lips suckling one your nipples while his face is smooched against your tits, your hands gently playing with the hair in the nape of his neck, your legs intertwined with each other. Best believe he wakes up with his mouth on your tits.
Yeonjun and reader have feelings for each other but afraid to speak up. Yeonjun always teases reader by pulling her cheeks actually his love language towards reader and reader loves it but pretends to be annoyed only to nag at Jun
a/n : you got me giggling ngl....
imagining yeonjun and you being bffs ! You've known each other since you were teens just figuring out life and then you happened to meet yeonjun who was just a trainee back then. He used to be your loser bff, he's so cute and is always looking out for you since you're a bit younger than him.
But yeonjun doesn't know how..... Over a period of time he gets this crush on you. And he tried, he swears. He tried his hardest to put his feelings down since he knows you don't feel the same way about him ( which is a lie btw) but he can't keep himself when he's around you. Always puts a hand in the back pocket of your jeans ( which your boyfriend's never liked because they think you guys are too close to be just bffs ) and hanging out with you alone in the nights just talking with each other listening to tyler the creator and how can he just stop keeping his feelings to himself?? He's so in love with you don't you see ??
But that's the thing. You're too oblivious for your own good so you don't see it. Everytime jjun gets closer to your face to tuck your hair back and whispers about whether are you down to get out of this place, you get this weird feeling in your stomach, but he's just you friend right??? Or when you get this protective feeling anytime you come over to his dorm room, to make him a decent meal and let him sleep on your lap accidentally, it must be what friends feel right ??
Both of you are unaware that the other is so much in love with you, that they'll put everything else on the line for the other, but .....
author’s note : guess who's back !! i miss my man yj
pairing : bff! choi yeonjun x gn! reader
genre : fluff and pure fluff >0<
The air hung heavy with the scent of burnt popcorn and simmering annoyance. You slammed the bag of chips onto the coffee table, the plastic crinkling in protest. Across from you, sprawled on the plush couch like a contented cat, sat Yeonjun. He didn't even flinch at the noise, his gaze glued to the phone clutched in his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Yah! Yeonjun!" You snap, voice laced with exasperation.
He finally tore his eyes away from the screen, a picture of nonchalance. "Hmm?" he drawled, the single syllable dripping with infuriating amusement. You grit your teeth. "We were supposed to watch that horror movie marathon tonight, remember? The one I've been planning for a week?"
Yeonjun tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Was I? Maybe I forgot."
You knew that smirk. He wasn't forgetful, he was just being his usual annoyingly stubborn self. "You didn't forget," you huffed. "You just don't want to watch scary movies."
"They're not scary," Yeonjun countered, finally setting his phone down. "They're predictable. Jump scare, creepy music, rinse and repeat." "But that's the fun part!" You whined, adopting your most pathetic voice, batting your eyelashes at him. you knew it was a cheap trick, but sometimes it worked on Yeonjun's soft spot for you.
This time, however, he remained unfazed. "Nope. Not falling for it, Yn. How about a documentary instead? There's this fascinating one about the migration patterns of-" "Boring!" You cut him off with a dramatic groan. "Come on, Yeonjun! Just this once? Please?"
Yeonjun sighed, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He could never resist you entirely, especially when you put on those puppy-dog eyes. "Alright, alright," he conceded. "But only because you asked nicely." Your face broke into a triumphant grin. "Yes! Thank you, Yeonjun! You're the best!" you scrambled across the couch, practically shoving him over to make space. Grabbing the remote, you quickly selected the first horror movie on your carefully curated list.
As the opening credits rolled, You snuggled closer to Yeonjun, your bravado fading a little. Horror movies were actually kind of scary, and having Yeonjun around was a strange comfort, even if he spent most of the time rolling his eyes and making sarcastic comments.
Halfway through the first movie, a particularly gruesome scene had You flinching and burying your face in Yeonjun's shoulder. He chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around you.
"See? Predictable," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against your ear.
You peek out from behind your hand, a playful pout on your lips. "Maybe," you admit. "But at least it's fun being scared with you."
Yeonjun's smile softened. He might find horror movies childish, but seeing you genuinely enjoying yourself, your earlier annoyance forgotten, made it worthwhile. He squeezed your shoulder gently. "Alright, drama queen," he teased. "Let's see what other nightmares you have planned for me." He says as he pinches your cheek and pulls you closer against his chest.
# nsfw, minors dni. soobin listening to yeonjun fuck your across the room, try to be quiet,,, as if.
should soobin feel ashamed? ashamed for listening in on his hyung fucking his girl, as if soobin’s presence didn’t bother him in the slightest, poorly muffled sounds and a rather unfortunate hard on painfully stiff in his sweats, his plush lower lip bitten to red. “j-jjun, s’ too m-much!” your pretty, pleading voice, muffled by yeonjun’s slender fingers, wet with your spit and tears, his foxy smirk just visible in the darkness, hand clasped tightly over your lips as he gives a hard thrust, barely keeping your cry of pleasure to a quiet volume.
“that’s cute, can’t be quiet at all, can you? bet you’re trying to wake soobin up, huh? want him to see you getting fucked, don’t you?” yeonjun taunts, his voice low with a hint of a throaty rasp, sharp eyes daring you to keep quiet, knowing it’s not possible. not when it’s his cock slamming into your soaked cunt n making a mess, folds shamefully dripping for him.
“mmph— p-please, jjun, m’ so close!” your pretty voice begs, laced with desperation, god, it sends heat racing over soobin’s face, swallowing back moans as he slowly palms himself through his sweats, unable to resist the need, a quiet gasp masked by your whimpers as yeonjun’s fingers find your pretty neck, smoothing over your skin before pressing in enough to cut your air, a whining gasp sending shivers down soobin’s spine, so embarrassingly hard just off your voice, god, the shame of touching himself to yeonjun’s game. “beg, darling,” yeonjun dares, licking his lip in satisfaction, your fingers clasped over your own , trying to muffle your whimpering moans, back arching as yeonjun increases his pace, daring you to cum without his permission, without begging him for it.
soobin’s eyes clenched shut, his hand grasping his embarrassingly hard cock, god, he’s huge and it’s so fucking obvious when he’s hard, biting his lip to restrain his moans and pants as he strokes himself to your pretty voice, unwilling to turn over in his bed for a look,, imagination taking over as he strains to hear every last sound you make.
fuck, just thinking of the way you’re so pretty, fantasizing about how pretty you’d look split on his cock, crying and whining soobin’s name instead of yeonjun’s, the bulge he’d make in your stomach, feeling himself buried deep as your fingers cling to his hand, giving him begging doe eyes for more, trying to keep quiet for soobin, god, the way his big hand would cover your plush lips so perfectly, make you hide the noises you’d make when you’re taking him all the way.
“gonna let soobin hear you? beg for it,” yeonjun taunts, his lips curled into a smirk as your eyes wander to see soobin’s… sleeping form across the room before the cute, dumb begs start slipping from your lips before you can even think straight, p-please, jjun, need to, please, n-need to cum so bad,” you plead, muffled cries escaping from between your fingers, tears wetting your cheeks with desperation. “that’s it,” yeonjun grins, “begged for it like a slut.” and as his fingers release your throat, leaving light bruises, soobin’s moans held through his hand clamped over his mouth as he cums to your pretty whimpers and moans as your high hits, falling apart at yeonjun’s mercy. dumbly whining and wanting yeonjun to fill you up, ‘s not enough unless he does?
and lying with a mess of his cum in his sweats, fantasizing about being the one to fill you up, creampie your cute cunt, soobin’s face burning with embarrassment and guilty pleasure. and as yeonjun taunts you a little longer as you come down from your highs, teasing when you whine that he made a mess, soobin wants to curl up and dream of you.
yeonjun’s sharp eyes glance briefly over at soobin’s bed,, his gaze glinting in the dark. maybe he’ll be so charitable, leaving his friend a little present. a recording? a video? a pair of your panties, a misplaced nude? how amusing it is to see soobin get off to his hyung fucking, hmm?
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