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Wishful Thinking
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Just a little WooSan drabble inspired by this edit.
Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Choi San
Warnings: brief smut, angst, hurt/no comfort, internalized homophobia
Word count: 557
a/n: This was just me dipping my toes into writing mxm. Also I’ve just been thinking about woosan a lot and hwagi as well 👀👀👀. Slightly rushed this cause I wanted to post before I go to work.
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“Woo…”
San was breathless; he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
Wooyoung was underneath him, and fuck he looked so beautiful. It was late; neither of them knew what time it was and didn't really care either. There was only desire on their mind. Sex was always like this for them, in the dark of night hidden under the covers on San's bed, hidden away from the world as if they did it at any other place, any other time, it'd kill them. It was all routine; their days were filled with longing glances, brief caresses, and unspoken words, and when night fell, the tension would always snap.
“S-San, I'm gonna cum.”
“Wait for me. Hold it Woo.”
All Wooyoung could do was nod and try to deter his orgasm for a little longer. San was making it hard, though; the way his thrusts would always end in a small grind that left his eyes rolling to the back of his head. At least San was close too. Wooyoung could tell by the way his thrusts were faltering and how his weight was starting to press down even more.
They didn't even warn each other about their release, and yet they still came crashing down at the same time. It was too intimate, too in sync. No one mentioned it though; they fell into silence as they recovered from their highs.
"…Fuck" was all San could mutter out after rolling off Wooyoung. They didn't bother cleaning themselves up, it was too late for that, so they substituted it for holding each other. Wooyoung was tucked into San's chest, and he could feel the steadying beat of his heart, and he felt impossibly closer with San. Maybe that's what encouraged Wooyoung to speak; maybe San would reciprocate this time.
“San-”
“Don't.”
A pause..
“I love you.”
They'd said it to each other thousands of times by now, but the phrase has adapted to its environment, it evolved. It doesn't hold the same meaning it did when they were younger, and San loathed it.
Wooyoung stubborn though, San's not even sure why he thought he could stop him from saying what he was feeling, what they were both feeling.
He didn't reply, and Wooyoung didn't expect one. They both just laid in the darkness, breathing in tandem. It was like this for a long time, San wasn't sure for how long. Was Woo asleep? He wasn't sure of that either, but he was sure of a heavy weight on his chest: grief. He was mourning the relationship he knew would never come to fruition, they had a reputation to uphold after all.
They had a choice to make. Wooyoung had made his decision long ago, it was San that was still stuck in limbo. An array of complicated feelings plagued him daily, and it was debilitating. With all of these emotions floating around with nowhere to put them, San usually converted them into anger and avoidance, and Wooyoung, the martyr.
That's why the words he said next were cruel; he meant what he said though. He doesn't speak without reason. Wooyoung's eyes were shut, his breathing steady, but San knew he heard it.
“I wish you were a girl.”
They didn't look at each other, no movement, no noise; hurt was the loudest thing in the room.
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Worth the Wait
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Synopsis: Mingi told you that he wanted to wait until marriage to have sex, and you were willing to wait it out.
Pairing: Song Mingi x F!reader
Warnings: loss of virginity, abstinence (not for religious reasons), unprotected sex, creampies, praise, pet names (baby, angel, good boy like one time), missionary, premature ejaculation, it's pretty vanilla ngl, lingerie, desperate mingi, not proofread
Word count: 2.7k
a/n: This fic almost jinjja killed me. It's my first time writing anything like this and my first time actually writing smut that's not in headcanon form. The ending is pretty rushed bc I was ready to delete this whole story. I'll be trying improve my writing so I can stop self deprecating in my author notes lmao. Hopefully y'all enjoy regardless!!
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Mingi was open about his abstinence. He was the type of person who thought of sex as the ultimate form of vulnerability, and he wasn't well equipped to be vulnerable to just anyone, so he just chose to wait for the right partner to be vulnerable with.
Most of his romantic endeavors failed because of his preference. The same excuses were used every time he was broken up with:
“I just can't wait that long.”
“It's not that serious, it's just sex.”
“I don't want to end up pressuring you.”
He didn't necessarily blame anyone for not wanting him, but all of the rejection did leave a heavy feeling in his chest. Did these women only want him for his looks? Was he not interesting enough? Should he just cave in and have sex with the next person he meets?
All of these doubts and questions swirled through Mingi's head; until he met you.
The two of you met through a mutual friend, Yunho, and hit it off immediately. On the very first date Mingi told you about his abstinence, about his many failures in trying to form a meaningful connection, and how he plans on sticking to his morals. He further explained that he wanted to wait until he was married to have sex.
At first, you were taken aback. You were somewhat opposite of Mingi; you'd slept around quite a bit, so dating someone who was quite literally a virgin and possibly having to wait god knows how long to have sex? That wasn't something you thought you could deal with. Also, you weren't exactly thinking about marriage at the moment; you just wanted something casual. With all of this in mind, you were almost getting ready to break his heart again, but you didn't realize that Mingi would sway you so quickly.
He was so sweet and attentive. You always had a good laugh when you were around Mingi; there was never a dull moment between the two of you, even in silence, there was always some sort of energy floating around.
The first few weeks were pure bliss. You and Mingi were inseparable, always going on dates, staying overnight at each other's houses, MIngi would even bring you lunch on your break from work. Eventually he asked to be your boyfriend, and you accepted without a single doubt. You didn't care about his abstinence; you were willing to wait for Mingi, he had so much more to offer than just sex. That didn't mean that things didn't get… heated at times.
There were nights where the two of you would get into a prolonged makeout session, both grinding into each other desperately. Either you or Mingi reluctantly stopping before you two crossed the line. It was frustrating for you both, but you had to keep each other accountable.
A year had passed, and he asked you to marry him, and it'd be an understatement to say how excited y'all were. Wedding planning was hectic, but everything worked out fine. You and Mingi landed on a small, private ceremony with only your close family and friends in attendance. The reception would have more people and be like a day party than anything. You two even planned for all of the events to be earlier in the day so you can recoup and enjoy your first wedding night without being completely worn.
Your wedding was perfect, a few years back you never thought you'd be in this situation already, but being with Mingi meant that it was worth it.
Tonight was the night, and you were more nervous than you thought you'd be. To be fair, you haven't had sex in about a year and a half. Mingi was waiting just outside of the bathroom, on the bed, probably waiting for you to get out of the bathroom. You were fresh out of the shower, decompressed and stress free; for the most part. You lifted your head to the mirror that was above the sink, checking yourself out.
You wanted to make this special for the both of you, especially Mingi since this would be his first time having sex, so you decided to dress up a little bit.
You had on a white lingerie set embroidered with lace that actually looked a lot like the wedding dress that you wore in your ceremony and reception. It fit you in all the right places. The bra gave you a slight lift and further down your panties made your ass look perfect.
You were ready to walk out even though you were a complete bundle of nerves.
Mingi's eyes landed on you instantly as the door swung open, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with just a pair of grey sweatpants on, the top half of his body was bare and his hair was still a bit damp from the shower he took before you.
His jaw went slack as he took in your figure. He was already half hard from just the anticipation of tonight, but he felt himself growing just by the sight of you. He broke the tension first.
“Shit angel, you look so good.”
“Really?”
Mingi stood up and closed the distance between you, placing his hands on your hips naturally. In this position his eyes were burning into yours, the need inside of them unmistakable.
“Yes really, you look perfect.”
And then it was your turn to make a move. You placed your hand on his chest gently, feeling the sturdiness of his body and the growing beat drumming from inside. You pushed on him lightly, signaling you wanted him to back up, he complied. “Then get on the bed Min, let me take care of you.”
All Mingi could do was nod, his entire body was trembling from a mixture of lust and anxiousness. He'd imagined this day for a long time, and it was finally here. He wasn't completely innocent; he watches porn (well, at least before y'all got together. now he jerks off strictly to pictures and videos of you) and masturbates like a ‘normal’ person, so he wasn't completely clueless.
When you and Mingi discussed what would happen on your wedding night, both of you ultimately decided on going with the flow and not making it a big thing. But it was a big thing for Mingi, his first time. He was sure he'd enjoy having sex with you, but what if he didn't perform well? He was completely inexperienced, how could he possibly make you feel good? His mind started to spiral and you saw it in the subtle change of his expression.
Luckily for Mingi, you always knew how he was feeling and how to remedy it.
You pushed him completely onto the bed, his body going limp as he laid flat on his back. He looked back up at you, doubt still riddled over his face.
“Don't worry about anything, Mingi. I've got you.” You said in a somewhat teasing tone, but it was laced with truth. You were going to make sure that he had a great first time.
You climbed on top of him, thighs caging his hips in. You hovered just enough to not make contact yet.
“Can I kiss you?” You already knew what he was going to say, but you were still cautious.
Mingi answered quickly, breathing already labored “Yes.."
With that you leaned down to press your lips against his, and this felt like your first kiss with Mingi all over again. It felt electric, there was adrenaline coursing through your veins as you kissed your husband with frantic need. Mingi brought one arm around your waist and tangled his other free hand into your hair, deepening the kiss. Everything felt right.
You decided to take the lead and slip your tongue into his mouth causing Mingi to go breathless and let small whimpers escape, egging you on. You explored his mouth, making sure every inch felt the heat of your tongue while you started to grind down on his bulge; you could tell he was fully hard now.
Mingi pulled you away by your hair as he threw his head back, hips rutting up into yours.
“Jus-…just like that baby, fuck.”
You used this chance to change your target area towards the curve of his neck and collar bones, practically making out with it. You left small bites and hickeys all over, Mingi was squirming underneath you now, you knew that he needed more, but you weren't letting up until he asked properly.
Traveling up his neck with small kisses, you finally land on the lobe of his ear and bit down on it lightly. Then, you licked the shell of Mingi's ear, earning a strong shudder from the man.
“You want more, Min?” You whisper.
“Yes please, I want you so bad right now.”
You shook your head, that wasn't enough for you “Be more specific, I can't take care of you if you don't tell me what you want. Hm?”
There was a pause, like Mingi was genuinely pondering on what he wanted you to do to him. He's had so many fantasies about how this night would go, so naturally, he was stuck weighing his options.
“I…I want you to ride me first.” he mutters
“Good boy.” You smile, sitting up more and caressing Mingi's hair. He leans into your touch, reveling in the praise.
You begin to scoot down his body, trailing small kisses down his chest and nipples, until you eventually get to the waistband of his sweatpants. Wasting no time you pull down his pants and boxers down to about mid thigh in one swift motion. His cock sprung out and bobbed against his stomach, already leaking. He was big. You knew this already because you've seen every inch of him already, but you've never had him inside of you; mouth or cunt.
You wanted to taste him, so naturally you grabbed his dick and gave one small kitten lick on his slit before looking up to gauge Mingi's reaction; he hissed at the sensation, all of this was so new to him that it was a bit overwhelming.
“You feel so good, keep going.”
“What's the magic word?” You tease, wrapping your lips around his entire tip while sucking hard.
Mingi couldn't even answer, he just moaned loudly and bucked up to try and fit more of himself into your mouth, you didn't let him. He was already so close, you could tell he was by the way he was twitching in your mouth already. Cute.
As much as you'd enjoy him cumming down your throat, you wanted to save that for another time. You came very prepared today, you even prepped yourself earlier so Mingi wouldn't have to worry about doing it, you'd teach him how to finger you later; all you wanted right now was him. You just hoped you did enough to be able to take him properly.
You lifted yourself up once again, moving the crotch of your panties to the side and hovering above Mingi's dick. You grabbed hold of it, stroking him at a gruesome pace.
“I'm gonna ride you Min, but you have to take everything I give you. Okay?”
“I can be good for you, I wanna be good for you baby” He practically whispers it, the anticipation was too much.
You tease your hole with his tip for a few seconds, and then sink down on him slowly.
“Hngh- fuck wait..” Mingi groans before he thrusts up, making you bottom out. You feel him rut against you once, then twice. He lets out a long moan, the part of his face that you can see is beet red because he's covering most of it with his arm.
Mingi just came inside of you. You weren't disappointed or making fun of it; actually it was pretty hot. Yes, he was a virgin so it was only natural, but the fact that you could even make him cum that quickly gave you a huge ego boost.
“I'm sorry angel, I..I didn't mean to. It's just-”
“Shhh” you cut him off by grinding down on him, you could tell he was getting overstimulated by the way he was writhing under you.
“Can you go another round, or do you want a break?”
“No, no I wanna go another round. Let me… I want to make you cum too.” There was embarrassment in his tone, but also determination
Mingi lifted you off of him and flipped the both of you over. You were on the bottom now. He positioned himself back in front of your pussy with renewed focus. He pushed himself back inside of you slowly, making sure he didn't hurt you and cum again in less than thirty seconds.
“Gonna make my girl feel good” he panted. Mingi was saying it more to himself than he was to you. He was still overstimulated but pushed through.
Earlier, you didn’t really get the chance to register how big he was. Now you felt it with full force when he was fully inside of you again. You were now the breathless one as you clutched the sheets under you, searching for any way to ground yourself.
“Min, you’re so big.”
“Am I baby? Does it feel good?” He was genuinely asking —your pleasure being the only thing on his mind even as he was actively falling apart above you.
“Mhm” is all you could muster up.
MIngi held your hips in a bruising hold as he started to snap his hips forward; it wasnt' fast or hard, he was too scared to do that yet. He started at a hesitant pace. “You feel good too, you're so fucking tight. I'm not gonna last."
His words are getting filthier as he starts to speed up, fucking into you more recklessly. Mingi lacked technique, but his eagerness and size certainly made up for it. He didn't need to aim for a specific spot for you to start to lose yourself in pleasure when he was hitting every spot.
You could feel yourself getting close too; you weren't the only one who hasn't had sex in a long time.
“Mingi, touch me here.” you breath out as you grab one of his hands that have a steel grip on your hips and bring his index and middle fingers to your neglected clit; all red and puffy. You guide his fingers to move in tight circles.
“Yeah..” he mutters. Not needing your aid anymore in rubbing your clit, he sets his own pace that makes your pussy flutter around him. “Is my pretty girl about to cum?” The way you were squeezing his dick made him want to come inside you a second time, but he wanted- no needed you to come first.
You couldn't even tell who was louder: your moans, Mingi's, or the sound of your hips clapping together. Maybe it was all three, you didn't really care at this point.
“Yes Min, I'm so close. Keep doing tha- shit.”
It was all making you dizzy. You thought that you could last a little longer but you heard Mingi chanting your name under his breath; pure lust and need in his voice. Without even warning Mingi, you came harder than you think you ever have, your orgasm crashed through you as your back arched off the bed. Your hips were still greedily trying to fuck back into Mingi's as you chased to prolong your orgasm.
You clenching around his dick impossibly tighter and the way you were desperately grinding into him had Mingi following suit shortly after you. The only sounds that filled the room were pants and moans as the both of you came down from your highs. Mingi had completely collapsed on top of you, he was heavy but you really didn't care much as you were trying to recover from the orgasm you just had.
After a few moments Mingi finally freed you from his weight and rolled off of you, still trying to process what just happened. He turned to you with a smirk on his face.
“Let's go again.”
“No doofus, we're going to bed.” you replied before you got up to turn on the shower again.
Mingi pouted, but he figured that the two of you probably did need to get some rest. There was always tomorrow.
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Oh my minki. This story is my baby now I regret talking bad about it in my author note.
Hold You Down
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Synopsis: Just little blurbs on who I think in atz are riggers versus rope bunnies. The list goes from top to bottom; top being most likely to be a rigger and bottom being most likely to be a rope bunny.
Pairing: OT8 x f!reader
Warnings: Bondage, mentions of sex, smut, pet names, dom/sub dynamics, free use mention kinda, shibari, dirty talk, orgasm denial, overstimulation, fingering, blindfolding, fearplay (?), some of these tags vary by member so just beware, tell me if i missed anything important.
Word count: 150~230 per member; 1.5k total
a/n: If y'all disagree with this list in anyway lmk!! I'm curious on peoples' opinions on this topic. I tried to be a bit vague when it came to the types of bondage hopefully you guys don't mind that.
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Hongjoong
Hongjoong will use any excuse he can think of in order to have you underneath him. You could be so obedient for him all day, but one slip up can trigger him. He loves being ‘corrupt’ in his control over you. One of his favorite thing to do is blindfold you, surprisingly. Seeing you so vulnerable and so needy at the same time does something to him. The quiver in your lip lets him know that you're somewhat fearful of what he's going to do you next, but it also has anticipation, like you can't wait for him to ruin you.
"You scared? I'm not gonna hurt you, I'll take real good care of you sweet girl."
When he's in a bad mood, any trace of sweetness or empathy disappears. This could be from you being a brat or something else that happened during his day. You always expect the worse type of bondage on days like these; the type that will leave your limbs sore and bright red bruises on your skin for days. He fucks you like he hates you too, adding to the ache.
“You really pissed me off, so don't expect to cum tonight.”
Seonghwa
Seonghwa is definitely a rigger at heart, but he's a bit different from hongjoong in that he sees it more as art than a punishment like hongjoong does. And in this form of art he's discovered, you're his muse. There's nothing more beautiful to Hwa than seeing you all tied up for him ready to be used however he pleases. He spends much of his spare time looking up and learning how to do intricate shibari knots and patterns so he can try it on you later. You'll come home from a day out and Seonghwa would already be in the bedroom waiting for you.
“Hey sweetheart, I've got something new for us to try.”
And you love it just as much as he does.
Hwa also doesn't necessarily see him binding you as an act of dominance, rather an act of worship. He loves everything about you, so why wouldn't he praise you any chance he gets?Seonghwa loves to take his time when he has you bound, kissing you until you're begging him to touch you where you need it most, then when he does he'll overstimulate you until you're begging him to stop.
“Make up your mind pretty girl. I've only touched you with my fingers and you're already acting this dumb, can you even take my dick?”
Jongho
I considered putting jongho in the middle but I ended up changing my mind. This is because Jongho doesn't mind tying you up with ropes or handcuffing your wrist to the bedframe, but he'd much prefer using his own strength as an act of bondage. He's big and he knows it, and he loves how affected you are by it. So whether it's holding you down while doing prone bone, putting you in a headlock, or holding both of your wrists above your head until your arms ache; he's all for it. Seeing you unable to move because of him makes his cock twitch every time.
“Tryna run from it? You can't, I've got you stuck right here.”
He’s not into the more extreme types of bondage like seonghwa and hongjoong, so when he does decide to he’ll usually opt for the fuzzy handcuffs sitting in the bedroom drawer. If he’s feeling particularly sadistic that day, Jongho will handcuff you wrists to the bed frame and leave a vibrator on your clit, you’ll be thrashing and begging for him to take it away in 10 minutes. He’ll reply to you in a condescending tone, smirk plastered on his face:
“Be good for me and last a little longer baby, you got this.”
Yunho
I was actually planning on putting yunho wayyy higher but I thought about it for like another 30 seconds and realized that this man is an enigma. There's just way too much evidence of him knowing how to tie his wrists together that I couldn't put him any higher than this. With that being said Yunho doesn't always like being the one that's tied up. When he lets you tie him up, he's only loaning his dominance over to you. Yunho is quick to break the bondage or get frustrated when he's tired of you teasing him, and then he'll fuck you into the mattress for messing with him— even though he was the one who allowed it. You and Yunho both know that he still loves it by the way he tries to hide his whimpers when you touch his weakspots.
“S-stop being a fucking tease..”
Unfortunately for you, Yunho is also a hypocrite. When he has you bound, you’re never getting out until he’s done with you, No matter how frustrated you are— that can’t touch your boyfriend or if you just can’t take what he’s giving you —Yunho won’t let up. He’s mean when he’s riled up, and the fact that you can’t do anything about it (you can, he’ll stop the minute you say the word) turns him on even more.
“Nuh uh, you asked for this. Take what I give you.”
San
Sorry not sorry but I'm pushing my softie San agenda. I don't think he'd be really into bondage from either perspective. San loves touching you, so naturally him having his hands, wrists, or arms restricted in any way is a huge no no for him. The one time you did try binding his wrists and riding him; he untied the knot, the one in which you thought you'd did super tight, and held on to your hips, fucking you up and down on his dick.
“Shit- …I just needed to feel you, needed more.”
The same goes for you too. Even if you specifically ask san to tie your wrists up, he'll take pity on you minutes later when you're writhing under him, or he'll really be craving your touch, and he'll loosen the knot of the silk scarf he put on you and your hands immediately find purchase on his back. He'll pepper kisses on your collar bone and neck as an apology even though he didn't do anything wrong.
“I'm so sorry, touch me please..”
Yeosang
Just like San, Yeosang isn't very much into bondage at all, but if he had to choose he'd most definitely rather be the one that's handicapped during sex. It's a liberating thing for him. After a long and stressful day at work he's more than happy if you're in the mood to have him bound and take care of him. Yeosang especially loves when you overstimulate him in this state, he has to take whatever you give him, and it feels so overwhelming but so fucking good at the same time.
“W-wait, I can't cum again. Please.”
Yeosang isn't into heavy bondage like the other two freaks I'm about to talk about. He likes to be restricted but not helpless. With that being said, if you get too cocky when he gives you an inch and you take a mile, he'll put you in your place faster than you can think. The only reason why he's lower is because he does genuinely enjoy being a bit of a rope bunny, but he has his very hard limits. He also never ties you up because he claims that:
“You're too sensitive for that, you'd beg for me to untie you in five minutes babe.”
Mingi
Mingi loves being at your mercy. The princess treatment definitely applies in the bedroom too. His favorite thing to when he's tied up is to look at himself in the mirror that sits in front of your shared bed while you jerk him off. The contrast of his fair skin and the harsh color of the red rope that's intricately tied all over his body has him trying to thrust up into your fist harder. His sturdy body looks likes it's going to burst through the ropes alone. He loves having you, someone who he should realistically be able to overpower, make him so weak.
“Ah- go faster, I wanna cum for you please.”
And unfortunately for Mingi your favorite thing to do is to edge him for hours, sometimes you'll leave him in the room alone, or if you're feeling really mean you'll get yourself off right in front of him while leaving Mingi high and dry. And Mingi loves every second of it, you're like a goddess to him so if you decide that he doesn't deserve to come, he'll agree with you hastily.
“I'll be good. Come back, it hurts so bad.. shit!”
Wooyoung
The only thing that separates Woo and Mingi in terms of ranking is that Mingi loves the spontaneity of wondering when you're going to put him in his place; Wooyoung practically begs for it. He'll tease you all day, rubbing his obviously hard dick on your ass in public is one of his favorites, until you're completely fed up with him at the end of the day. He knows how the night will end.
“You wanna tie me up?”
Woo is such a slut for being tied up that sometimes you take it away as punishment. He'll beg for hours to be bound by you, just to have you refuse him every time. He'll pout until you eventually give in. Other days, you'll come home to Wooyoung and he's somehow have performed self bondage and be laid out on your bed, free for you to do anything you want to him.
“Use me. I wanna be a good toy for you.”
©yunologist
LMAO this tweet has me crying but it’s so true. As the first hotteok I can confirm that WE, yes WE, are the biggest perverts ever 😣
Worth the Wait
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Synopsis: Mingi told you that he wanted to wait until marriage to have sex, and you were willing to wait it out.
Pairing: Song Mingi x F!reader
Warnings: loss of virginity, abstinence (not for religious reasons), unprotected sex, creampies, praise, pet names (baby, angel, good boy like one time), missionary, premature ejaculation, it's pretty vanilla ngl, lingerie, desperate mingi, not proofread
Word count: 2.7k
a/n: This fic almost jinjja killed me. It's my first time writing anything like this and my first time actually writing smut that's not in headcanon form. The ending is pretty rushed bc I was ready to delete this whole story. I'll be trying improve my writing so I can stop self deprecating in my author notes lmao. Hopefully y'all enjoy regardless!!
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Mingi was open about his abstinence. He was the type of person who thought of sex as the ultimate form of vulnerability, and he wasn't well equipped to be vulnerable to just anyone, so he just chose to wait for the right partner to be vulnerable with.
Most of his romantic endeavors failed because of his preference. The same excuses were used every time he was broken up with:
“I just can't wait that long.”
“It's not that serious, it's just sex.”
“I don't want to end up pressuring you.”
He didn't necessarily blame anyone for not wanting him, but all of the rejection did leave a heavy feeling in his chest. Did these women only want him for his looks? Was he not interesting enough? Should he just cave in and have sex with the next person he meets?
All of these doubts and questions swirled through Mingi's head; until he met you.
The two of you met through a mutual friend, Yunho, and hit it off immediately. On the very first date Mingi told you about his abstinence, about his many failures in trying to form a meaningful connection, and how he plans on sticking to his morals. He further explained that he wanted to wait until he was married to have sex.
At first, you were taken aback. You were somewhat opposite of Mingi; you'd slept around quite a bit, so dating someone who was quite literally a virgin and possibly having to wait god knows how long to have sex? That wasn't something you thought you could deal with. Also, you weren't exactly thinking about marriage at the moment; you just wanted something casual. With all of this in mind, you were almost getting ready to break his heart again, but you didn't realize that Mingi would sway you so quickly.
He was so sweet and attentive. You always had a good laugh when you were around Mingi; there was never a dull moment between the two of you, even in silence, there was always some sort of energy floating around.
The first few weeks were pure bliss. You and Mingi were inseparable, always going on dates, staying overnight at each other's houses, MIngi would even bring you lunch on your break from work. Eventually he asked to be your boyfriend, and you accepted without a single doubt. You didn't care about his abstinence; you were willing to wait for Mingi, he had so much more to offer than just sex. That didn't mean that things didn't get… heated at times.
There were nights where the two of you would get into a prolonged makeout session, both grinding into each other desperately. Either you or Mingi reluctantly stopping before you two crossed the line. It was frustrating for you both, but you had to keep each other accountable.
A year had passed, and he asked you to marry him, and it'd be an understatement to say how excited y'all were. Wedding planning was hectic, but everything worked out fine. You and Mingi landed on a small, private ceremony with only your close family and friends in attendance. The reception would have more people and be like a day party than anything. You two even planned for all of the events to be earlier in the day so you can recoup and enjoy your first wedding night without being completely worn.
Your wedding was perfect, a few years back you never thought you'd be in this situation already, but being with Mingi meant that it was worth it.
Tonight was the night, and you were more nervous than you thought you'd be. To be fair, you haven't had sex in about a year and a half. Mingi was waiting just outside of the bathroom, on the bed, probably waiting for you to get out of the bathroom. You were fresh out of the shower, decompressed and stress free; for the most part. You lifted your head to the mirror that was above the sink, checking yourself out.
You wanted to make this special for the both of you, especially Mingi since this would be his first time having sex, so you decided to dress up a little bit.
You had on a white lingerie set embroidered with lace that actually looked a lot like the wedding dress that you wore in your ceremony and reception. It fit you in all the right places. The bra gave you a slight lift and further down your panties made your ass look perfect.
You were ready to walk out even though you were a complete bundle of nerves.
Mingi's eyes landed on you instantly as the door swung open, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with just a pair of grey sweatpants on, the top half of his body was bare and his hair was still a bit damp from the shower he took before you.
His jaw went slack as he took in your figure. He was already half hard from just the anticipation of tonight, but he felt himself growing just by the sight of you. He broke the tension first.
“Shit angel, you look so good.”
“Really?”
Mingi stood up and closed the distance between you, placing his hands on your hips naturally. In this position his eyes were burning into yours, the need inside of them unmistakable.
“Yes really, you look perfect.”
And then it was your turn to make a move. You placed your hand on his chest gently, feeling the sturdiness of his body and the growing beat drumming from inside. You pushed on him lightly, signaling you wanted him to back up, he complied. “Then get on the bed Min, let me take care of you.”
All Mingi could do was nod, his entire body was trembling from a mixture of lust and anxiousness. He'd imagined this day for a long time, and it was finally here. He wasn't completely innocent; he watches porn (well, at least before y'all got together. now he jerks off strictly to pictures and videos of you) and masturbates like a ‘normal’ person, so he wasn't completely clueless.
When you and Mingi discussed what would happen on your wedding night, both of you ultimately decided on going with the flow and not making it a big thing. But it was a big thing for Mingi, his first time. He was sure he'd enjoy having sex with you, but what if he didn't perform well? He was completely inexperienced, how could he possibly make you feel good? His mind started to spiral and you saw it in the subtle change of his expression.
Luckily for Mingi, you always knew how he was feeling and how to remedy it.
You pushed him completely onto the bed, his body going limp as he laid flat on his back. He looked back up at you, doubt still riddled over his face.
“Don't worry about anything, Mingi. I've got you.” You said in a somewhat teasing tone, but it was laced with truth. You were going to make sure that he had a great first time.
You climbed on top of him, thighs caging his hips in. You hovered just enough to not make contact yet.
“Can I kiss you?” You already knew what he was going to say, but you were still cautious.
Mingi answered quickly, breathing already labored “Yes.."
With that you leaned down to press your lips against his, and this felt like your first kiss with Mingi all over again. It felt electric, there was adrenaline coursing through your veins as you kissed your husband with frantic need. Mingi brought one arm around your waist and tangled his other free hand into your hair, deepening the kiss. Everything felt right.
You decided to take the lead and slip your tongue into his mouth causing Mingi to go breathless and let small whimpers escape, egging you on. You explored his mouth, making sure every inch felt the heat of your tongue while you started to grind down on his bulge; you could tell he was fully hard now.
Mingi pulled you away by your hair as he threw his head back, hips rutting up into yours.
“Jus-…just like that baby, fuck.”
You used this chance to change your target area towards the curve of his neck and collar bones, practically making out with it. You left small bites and hickeys all over, Mingi was squirming underneath you now, you knew that he needed more, but you weren't letting up until he asked properly.
Traveling up his neck with small kisses, you finally land on the lobe of his ear and bit down on it lightly. Then, you licked the shell of Mingi's ear, earning a strong shudder from the man.
“You want more, Min?” You whisper.
“Yes please, I want you so bad right now.”
You shook your head, that wasn't enough for you “Be more specific, I can't take care of you if you don't tell me what you want. Hm?”
There was a pause, like Mingi was genuinely pondering on what he wanted you to do to him. He's had so many fantasies about how this night would go, so naturally, he was stuck weighing his options.
“I…I want you to ride me first.” he mutters
“Good boy.” You smile, sitting up more and caressing Mingi's hair. He leans into your touch, reveling in the praise.
You begin to scoot down his body, trailing small kisses down his chest and nipples, until you eventually get to the waistband of his sweatpants. Wasting no time you pull down his pants and boxers down to about mid thigh in one swift motion. His cock sprung out and bobbed against his stomach, already leaking. He was big. You knew this already because you've seen every inch of him already, but you've never had him inside of you; mouth or cunt.
You wanted to taste him, so naturally you grabbed his dick and gave one small kitten lick on his slit before looking up to gauge Mingi's reaction; he hissed at the sensation, all of this was so new to him that it was a bit overwhelming.
“You feel so good, keep going.”
“What's the magic word?” You tease, wrapping your lips around his entire tip while sucking hard.
Mingi couldn't even answer, he just moaned loudly and bucked up to try and fit more of himself into your mouth, you didn't let him. He was already so close, you could tell he was by the way he was twitching in your mouth already. Cute.
As much as you'd enjoy him cumming down your throat, you wanted to save that for another time. You came very prepared today, you even prepped yourself earlier so Mingi wouldn't have to worry about doing it, you'd teach him how to finger you later; all you wanted right now was him. You just hoped you did enough to be able to take him properly.
You lifted yourself up once again, moving the crotch of your panties to the side and hovering above Mingi's dick. You grabbed hold of it, stroking him at a gruesome pace.
“I'm gonna ride you Min, but you have to take everything I give you. Okay?”
“I can be good for you, I wanna be good for you baby” He practically whispers it, the anticipation was too much.
You tease your hole with his tip for a few seconds, and then sink down on him slowly.
“Hngh- fuck wait..” Mingi groans before he thrusts up, making you bottom out. You feel him rut against you once, then twice. He lets out a long moan, the part of his face that you can see is beet red because he's covering most of it with his arm.
Mingi just came inside of you. You weren't disappointed or making fun of it; actually it was pretty hot. Yes, he was a virgin so it was only natural, but the fact that you could even make him cum that quickly gave you a huge ego boost.
“I'm sorry angel, I..I didn't mean to. It's just-”
“Shhh” you cut him off by grinding down on him, you could tell he was getting overstimulated by the way he was writhing under you.
“Can you go another round, or do you want a break?”
“No, no I wanna go another round. Let me… I want to make you cum too.” There was embarrassment in his tone, but also determination
Mingi lifted you off of him and flipped the both of you over. You were on the bottom now. He positioned himself back in front of your pussy with renewed focus. He pushed himself back inside of you slowly, making sure he didn't hurt you and cum again in less than thirty seconds.
“Gonna make my girl feel good” he panted. Mingi was saying it more to himself than he was to you. He was still overstimulated but pushed through.
Earlier, you didn’t really get the chance to register how big he was. Now you felt it with full force when he was fully inside of you again. You were now the breathless one as you clutched the sheets under you, searching for any way to ground yourself.
“Min, you’re so big.”
“Am I baby? Does it feel good?” He was genuinely asking —your pleasure being the only thing on his mind even as he was actively falling apart above you.
“Mhm” is all you could muster up.
MIngi held your hips in a bruising hold as he started to snap his hips forward; it wasnt' fast or hard, he was too scared to do that yet. He started at a hesitant pace. “You feel good too, you're so fucking tight. I'm not gonna last."
His words are getting filthier as he starts to speed up, fucking into you more recklessly. Mingi lacked technique, but his eagerness and size certainly made up for it. He didn't need to aim for a specific spot for you to start to lose yourself in pleasure when he was hitting every spot.
You could feel yourself getting close too; you weren't the only one who hasn't had sex in a long time.
“Mingi, touch me here.” you breath out as you grab one of his hands that have a steel grip on your hips and bring his index and middle fingers to your neglected clit; all red and puffy. You guide his fingers to move in tight circles.
“Yeah..” he mutters. Not needing your aid anymore in rubbing your clit, he sets his own pace that makes your pussy flutter around him. “Is my pretty girl about to cum?” The way you were squeezing his dick made him want to come inside you a second time, but he wanted- no needed you to come first.
You couldn't even tell who was louder: your moans, Mingi's, or the sound of your hips clapping together. Maybe it was all three, you didn't really care at this point.
“Yes Min, I'm so close. Keep doing tha- shit.”
It was all making you dizzy. You thought that you could last a little longer but you heard Mingi chanting your name under his breath; pure lust and need in his voice. Without even warning Mingi, you came harder than you think you ever have, your orgasm crashed through you as your back arched off the bed. Your hips were still greedily trying to fuck back into Mingi's as you chased to prolong your orgasm.
You clenching around his dick impossibly tighter and the way you were desperately grinding into him had Mingi following suit shortly after you. The only sounds that filled the room were pants and moans as the both of you came down from your highs. Mingi had completely collapsed on top of you, he was heavy but you really didn't care much as you were trying to recover from the orgasm you just had.
After a few moments Mingi finally freed you from his weight and rolled off of you, still trying to process what just happened. He turned to you with a smirk on his face.
“Let's go again.”
“No doofus, we're going to bed.” you replied before you got up to turn on the shower again.
Mingi pouted, but he figured that the two of you probably did need to get some rest. There was always tomorrow.
©yunologist
★Masterlist★
Hongjoong
☆Besitos (hcs)
Seonghwa
☆Summer Love (hcs)
Yunho
☆Cockiness (hcs)
Yeosang
☆In The Closet (hcs)
San
☆ If You Wanna (hcs)
Mingi
☆Coming Down (hcs)
Wooyoung
☆Two Weeks (hcs)
Jongho
☆Kissing Strangers (hcs)
All of the headcanons are officially up!! I just want to thank literally anyone who has engaged with my posts in some way I did not think think that people would even enjoy my writing?! And thank you to my early followers hopefully ya'll stay for the ride. I'm going to try and get out some longer fics by the end of this week, ciao!
Besitos (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Hongjoong's story based on the song Besitos by Pierce The Veil
Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x f!reader
Warnings: smut, toxic relationships, angst (?), established relationship, manipulation, emotional abuse, oral sex (m!receiving), orgasm denial, concepts of aftercare, mentions baby trapping (no actual pregnancy) hongjoong is mean
a/n: I'm apologizing now bc this is lowk ass. I changed the song last minute which changed the whole plot but I wanted to get this one out today so I can work on other ideas. Also no album cover pic for this one either bc I didn't want jongho to be the only one w/o one.
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Toxic!Hongjoong who was so sweet at the start of your relationship. He was the perfect boyfriend.
Toxic!Hongjoong who doesn't know why he even treats you so bad, you're so sweet to him; maybe that's why he just wants to break you.
Toxic!Hongjoong who starts arguments whenever he feels like it, eventually arguments turn into screaming matches with objects being thrown.
Toxic!Hongjoong who will make you cry on purpose just to be the one to hold you right after and tell you everything will be okay if you just listen to him.
Toxic!Hongjoong who can feel your resentment growing towards him everyday. He knows that you're not leaving him though.
Toxic!Hongjoong who will act scared when you lash out on him, knowing that he provoked you first.
Toxic!Hongjoong who will initiate sex with you after an argument to “make you feel better," it's really for you to forget all of the hurtful things he’s said to you
Toxic!Hongjoong who likes to shove you onto your knees when you're complaining too much and fill your mouth with his cock, muttering “shut the fuck up” while thrusting his hips forward.
Toxic!Hongjoong who makes sure to cum inside of you every time you have sex, saying how much he wants to get you pregnant so you have no choice but to stay with him.
Toxic!Hongjoong who will make love to you every blue moon just to give you false hope, even though you both know your relationship isn't going to magically become healthy just because the two of you a night of passionate sex.
Toxic!Hongjoong who will edge you all night, sometimes he'll even go to sleep without making you cum saying that you didn't deserve it yet and to try again tomorrow.
Toxic!Hongjoong who always makes sure to give you the best aftercare when he's in a good mood. If he's not then he'll just leave you on the bed to take a shower, giving you the cold shoulder.
©yunologist
Kissing Strangers (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Jongho's story based on the song Kissing Strangers by DNCE
Pairing: Choi Jongho x f!reader
Warnings: smut, mentions of alcohol, implied dom!jongho, oral sex (m!receiving), m!masturbation, penetrative sex, doggy, one night stands, Jongho is a slut
a/n: I was trying to include the song in the pictures like I did for the other ones but nothing matched those jongho pics and I NEEDED to use those cause he looks so good in them. Anyways enjoy!!
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Downbad!Jongho whose eyes landed on you first upon entering the bar.
Downbad!Jongho who had a reputation of having one night stands, he wasn't one for commitment
Downbad!Jongho who had to get some encouragement from San to go approach you. He never had any problem talking to a girl until now
Downbad!Jongho who offered to buy you a drink and hit it off with you right away.
Downbad!Jongho who was surprised when you were the one to ask him to go to his apartment, he must've done something right.
Downbad!Jongho who was actually kind of nervous, he had to perform well tonight.
Downbad!Jongho who hates getting teased, he's quick to flip the script when you're moving too slow for his liking and just takes what he wants.
Downbad!Jongho who holds your hands back while he's fucking you from behind just to see you lose your balance.
Downbad!Jongho who loves seeing the spit pooling on your chin and dropping down to your neck when he's fucking your face, he's ruining you and he loves it
Downbad!Jongho who kisses you until your dizzy and out of breath, he loves the way you whimper into his mouth.
Downbad!Jongho who woke up to an empty bed in the morning, sending him into a spiral because he's never felt disappointed that someone left after a one night stand before.
Downbad!Jongho who jerks off to the thought of that night days later, wondering if he'll ever see you again.
©yunologist
Summer Love (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for an ot8 series I plan on writing, this is Seonghwa's. The series is just fics based off of songs i pick for each member and for Seonghwa I picked Summer Love by Justin Timberlake.
Pairing: older!seonghwa x younger!reader
Warnings: Slight age gap (reader is in mid 20s and Seonghwa is in his early 30s), smut, fluff, bondage, oral (f!rec), slight cum play (does that count as cum play? idk lmao), size kink if you squint, lowk sugar daddy hwa, mirror sex
a/n: I thought of waiting until I write the series but I'm too impatient and already had these headcannons locked and loaded. This is technically my first fic omggg. Please interact with me I don't bite!! Lowk need some tumblr friends now.
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Older!Seonghwa who is on a work trip in America for the summer, and that's where he meets you.
Older!Seonghwa who thought that you were around his age because of your personality. Not in a bad way though, he likes how mature you are for your age.
Older!Seonghwa who gives you his card for everything even though you're well off financially too. he doesn't care though, he wants to spoil you all of the time.
Older!Seonghwa who lets you bring him to all of your favorite food spots that slowly become his favorites too, you have great taste.
Older!Seonghwa who still doesn't know his way around your city, so you have to help him with directions often.
Older!Seonghwa who loves when you send him pictures and videos while he's at work, whether its a picture of your outfit that day or a video of you playing with yourself moaning out his name, he gets hard just looking at them. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
Older!Seonghwa who likes to restrain you in some way. Whether its a blindfold, tying your body up in pretty red ropes, or just pinning you to the bed with his own weight.
Older!Seonghwa who can eat your pussy for hours with nothing in return. He gets so pussy drunk and finds out new ways to make you cum, squirt too.
Older!Seonghwa who has been growing his hair out because he loves when you grip his hair when he's giving you head. It's one of his favorite feelings ever.
Older!Seonghwa who as much as he loves coming inside you, he prefers to cum on your chest, claiming that “It just looks so pretty baby.”
Older!Seonghwa who sometimes likes grinding against you clothed more than having actual penetrative sex, something about the tension of still being dressed turns him on way more.
Older!Seonghwa who forces you to look into the mirror set up in front of his bed while he fucks you deep, saying he'll stop if you look away. He even convinces you to set one up in front of yours for whenever you guys have sex at your house.
©yunologist
Woah 100 likes in a little less then 48 hours on my very first post?! 100 likes might not seem like a lot but imagine the atz members oiled up touching each other inappropriately. Exactly.
Two Weeks (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Wooyoung's story based on the song Two Weeks by FKA twigs.
Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x f!reader
Warnings: smut, cheating, kinda angsty, affairs, doggy, weed/smoking, face fucking, toxic relationships, fwb, arranged marriage, Wooyoung is an asshole.
a/n: I tried to keep the smut in these hcs kind of vague but I couldn't help myself with this one. Also I love twigs go stream her music now.
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Cheater!Wooyoung who is your childhood best friend. The two of you have seen each other in every phase of your lives, even the most embarrassing ones.
Cheater!Wooyoung who is in a relationship arranged by his parents with his fiancé, soon to be wife. It was an important business decision for both families.
Cheater!Wooyoung who loved to smoke weed but stopped when he got engaged, if he doesn't call you over for sexual reasons, it's usually to get a secret smoke out with you and vent about his life.
Cheater! Wooyoung who refuses to leave his fiancé, even if they're terrible for each other. He only stays for the business aspect, not wanting to disappoint his parents or the company.
Cheater!Wooyoung who likes to make you jealous. He knows it's fucked up to play with your heart, but he's hurting too so it's only fair, right?
Cheater!Wooyoung who likes to toy with you around his fiancé, treating everything he does with you as a game.
Cheater!Wooyoung who always calls you after a particularly rough day, needing relief only you can give him
Cheater!Wooyoung who gets off on your possessiveness, he loves when you try to claim him knowing you will never truly be his.
Cheater!Wooyoung who can't help but be mean to you. He'll make you gag around his dick, you'd try to tap his thigh to try and come up for air but he'll keep himself deep down your throat until he's satisfied.
Cheater!Wooyoung who has recently started to only fuck you in doggy, he can't bare to see your face when you cum because he might end up saying something he'll regret.
Cheater!Wooyoung who presses your face further into the pillow when he hears the smallest 'I love yous' falling from your mouth, praying he'll forget you even said that in the morning (he won't).
Cheater!Wooyoung who always feels guilty after having sex with you, always leaving your bed empty before you can even wake up.
©yunologist
In The Closet (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Yeosang's story based on the song In the Closet by Michael Jackson.
Pairing: Kang Yeosang x f!Reader
Warnings: smut, fluff, cheating, sex work, face riding, hickeys, overstimulation, rough sex
a/n: This came to me in a dream. The plot of this one was completely different like a week ago. Also I'm aware that some things about the host aspect might be a little inaccurate so pls don't like kill me or smth.
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Host!Yeosang who originally picked this career for more money, but now he genuinely loves the attention his patrons give him.
Host!Yeosang who is one of the most sought after hosts in the club, he always receives the most gifts and money from his clients.
Host!Yeosang who is a big tease. He loves leaving light touches and even small kisses on his clients, egging them on to pay for more services. He even offers services outside of the club.
Host!Yeosang who claims that you're his favorite client, though you don't believe him at first because of the nature of his job.
Host!Yeosang who was very disappointed when he found out that you had a husband, but he didn't care much after a while; you wanted him just as much as he wanted you and that's what mattered to him.
Host!Yeosang who became distant with his other clients because of you. His ratings even went down and customers would book other hosts instead of him.
Host!Yeosang who gets rough when he's feeling really possessive, you often try to tap out but he retorts it with “you can take it,” and starts to move impossibly faster. He knows your limits.
Host!Yeosang who loves marking you, especially on your tits. He knows he can get away with it because you and your husband barely have sex, he just wishes he could mark you on your neck too.
Host!Yeosang who loves it when you ride his face, he thinks he'd be okay dying if it meant being suffocated in between your legs.
Host!Yeosang who made you stop paying him after the first time you two had sex, it wasn't about the money for him anymore.
Host!Yeosang who makes it his personal mission to overstimulate you. He won't stop until you're crying from the mixture numbness and pleasure.
Host!Yeosang who takes his time on his appearance when he has his meet-ups with you, he knows it gets you wet when he looks all pretty for you.
©yunologist
Coming Down (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Mingi's story based on the song Coming Down by The Weeknd
Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader
Warnings: fluff, smut, substance abuse, addiction, drugs, relapse, withdrawal symptoms, phone sex, oral fixation, vocal mingi, body worship, nipple play.
a/n: This is not meant to glorify or mock substance abuse or addiction. This is simply to fit the context of the song that I'm building the story off of.
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Addict!MIngi who started doing drugs when he was around 17, it started with weed, and eventually he started doing harder drugs, needing a stronger high.
Addict!Mingi who met you in club when you were both 21, and the two of you have been on and off since.
Addict!Mingi who always loved to get high with you, you'd always bring the good shit
Addict!Mingi who goes through harsh withdrawals, always getting a terrible migraine after a day or two of being sober, immediately relapsing because the pain won't go away.
Addict!Mingi who was naturally a morning bird, but now spends most of his nights awake and his days in sleep because of his routine
Addict!Mingi who is happy for you when you tell him you want to start sobriety, he just wishes he could too.
Addict!Mingi who surprisingly loves fucking you sober, he wants everything he does with you to feel as natural as possible. Even when he feels nauseous through it all.
Addict!Mingi who despite this still gets really needy for you when he's high, which usually ends up in a call from him begging you to help him finish. He's just desperate for you in any state if he's being honest.
Addict!Mingi who loves when you shove your fingers in his mouth to muffle his moans, he sucks on them with so much vigor it's a little scary.
Addict!Mingi who thinks that he puts on a good show of being in control, but the both of you know that he's definitely the more desperate one
Addict!Mingi who loves making sure that every inch of your body gets some sort of attention. His favorite part of you are definitely your thighs.
Addict!Mingi who's extra sensitive when you pinch his nipples, he starts to twitch all over when you do it and you think it's so cute.
©yunologist
If You Wanna (Headcanons)
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Heacanons for San's story based on the song If You Wanna by Wonho
Pairing: Choi San x reader
Warnings: fluff, smut, fwb, cowgirl, semi public sex, voyuerism kinda, mentions of bodily injury, san is really cautious, light masochism.
a/n: I love this song and think it fits San sm. I was planning on only using western artists for this series but i couldn't pass this up. And like him and wonho are just so big omg... let me shut up okay bye.
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Boxer!San who was a good friend of yours, the two of you weren't very close but enough to where he was able to comfort you when your boyfriend broke up with you.
Boxer!San who was the one to suggest the two of you becoming friends with benefits, saying that it could help the both of you relieve stress.
Boxer!San who lets you take care of his wounds after a match, he acts like he hates it but he savors every moment.
Boxer!San who likes to take you with him on long distance matches, but he'll often leave you in the hotel alone because he has training/business.
Boxer!San who never liked your ex in the first place, he was actually pretty happy to hear the two of you broke up.
Boxer!San who loves to buy you lingerie and jewelry, and loves it even more when you surprise him by wearing it one night when he comes back from training
Boxer!San who despite his rough career, treats you with such care. He's extra gentle during sex, still making sure he fucks you good though.
Boxer!San who often has sex with you on the plane or in the car since the two of you travel so much, this is his way of “killing time” on particularly long trips.
Boxer!San who loves it when you ride him. In that position he swears that your tits hypnotize him.
Boxer!San who is a bit sensitive when your rough with him because of all the bruises and wounds on his body. He's a lot more vocal when you touch those spots.
Boxer!San who likes to fuck you on the balcony of your hotels. Loving the sight of your ass bouncing on his cock; and the view of the city at night he supposes.
Boxer!San who enjoys lazy sex, especially when he's too worn out to put in effort.
Boxer!San who makes sure to not be too rough with you, no matter how desperate he gets he always has your wellbeing in mind. Although you'd like for him to rough you up more often.
©yunologist
Cockiness (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for Yunho's story based on the song Cockiness by Rihanna.
Pairing: academicrival!yunho x fem!reader
Warnings: fluff, smut, college au, sub/dom dynamics, dumbification, mention of premature ejaculation, oral sex (f!rec), foot kink, praise, sub yunho, dom reader, masochism, kinda enemies to lovers
a/n: I'm spreading my sub Yunho propaganda in a world full of hard dom Yunho lovers. This is probably the fic I'm most excited to write for other than Wooyoungs.
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Academicrival!Yunho who actually has a really bad procrastination, but somehow manages to pull through every time, no matter how close the deadline is.
Academicrival!Yunho who thought it was cute that you took the rivalry so seriously. He's never felt threatened by you, even when you scored higher on a midterm or ranked higher than him; he knew he'd be on top again. Despite this he always makes sure to be cocky around you just to see how you react.
Academicrival!Yunho who loves attention. He doesn't care about who is giving it to him or what it's about; he needs to be the center of attention at all times.
Academicrival!Yunho who fell first, he wasn't fully aware of that fact for a very long time.
Academicrival!Yunho who buys you elaborate drinks from the campus cafe because it “matches your vibe,”
Academicrival!Yunho who still likes to keep up the rivalry after the two of you start dating, he thinks it keeps the energy up.
Academicrival!Yunho who hasn't gotten around much in college, but he knew what he was into. Until he had sex with you.
Academicrival!Yunho who was dumbfounded after the two of you had sex, rethinking his entire life after that moment.
Academicrival!Yunho who loves getting fucked until he can't think straight, it's one of his favorite things about having sex with you. He's someone who's constantly thinking a mile a minute, so to have someone like you who can shut his brain off is addicting.
Academicrival!Yunho who can't help but rut against the mattress pathetically while eating you out, hoping he doesn't come before he even gets the chance to be inside of you; though you both know he could get hard again in seconds.
Academicrival!Yunho who loves when you trace his bulge with your foot. It's even better if you have heels on pressing down on his cock, the pain feels so fucking good.
Academicrival!Yunho who has a bratty side, but loves being good for you. Hearing you praise him always makes his dick twitch even in non-sexual circumstances.
©yunologist
Summer Love (Headcanons)
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Headcanons for an ot8 series I plan on writing, this is Seonghwa's. The series is just fics based off of songs i pick for each member and for Seonghwa I picked Summer Love by Justin Timberlake.
Pairing: older!seonghwa x younger!reader
Warnings: Slight age gap (reader is in mid 20s and Seonghwa is in his early 30s), smut, fluff, bondage, oral (f!rec), slight cum play (does that count as cum play? idk lmao), size kink if you squint, lowk sugar daddy hwa, mirror sex
a/n: I thought of waiting until I write the series but I'm too impatient and already had these headcannons locked and loaded. This is technically my first fic omggg. Please interact with me I don't bite!! Lowk need some tumblr friends now.
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Older!Seonghwa who is on a work trip in America for the summer, and that's where he meets you.
Older!Seonghwa who thought that you were around his age because of your personality. Not in a bad way though, he likes how mature you are for your age.
Older!Seonghwa who gives you his card for everything even though you're well off financially too. he doesn't care though, he wants to spoil you all of the time.
Older!Seonghwa who lets you bring him to all of your favorite food spots that slowly become his favorites too, you have great taste.
Older!Seonghwa who still doesn't know his way around your city, so you have to help him with directions often.
Older!Seonghwa who loves when you send him pictures and videos while he's at work, whether its a picture of your outfit that day or a video of you playing with yourself moaning out his name, he gets hard just looking at them. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
Older!Seonghwa who likes to restrain you in some way. Whether its a blindfold, tying your body up in pretty red ropes, or just pinning you to the bed with his own weight.
Older!Seonghwa who can eat your pussy for hours with nothing in return. He gets so pussy drunk and finds out new ways to make you cum, squirt too.
Older!Seonghwa who has been growing his hair out because he loves when you grip his hair when he's giving you head. It's one of his favorite feelings ever.
Older!Seonghwa who as much as he loves coming inside you, he prefers to cum on your chest, claiming that “It just looks so pretty baby.”
Older!Seonghwa who sometimes likes grinding against you clothed more than having actual penetrative sex, something about the tension of still being dressed turns him on way more.
Older!Seonghwa who forces you to look into the mirror set up in front of his bed while he fucks you deep, saying he'll stop if you look away. He even convinces you to set one up in front of yours for whenever you guys have sex at your house.
©yunologist