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i can’t write smut at the moment to save my life, so soft fic it is! but you get to pick who :)
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i uhm… i- wow. wow wow wow.
she is unreal!!!
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thinking about ice hockey captain jihyo and baseball pitcher sana 🫠
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Ummm excuse me Drabble 2 was AMAZING 😩 may I request a full story
thank you anon!! this could very strongly be a possibility that there is one in the works 👀
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no it’s okay. i’m just sobbing over how sweet she is.
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drabble 2
Having the barrel of an old revolver isn’t something that should turn a person on, yet here Mina sat. The sweat on her brow and the way her heart was pounding out of her chest would say that she was scared out of her mind, but the wetness pooling between her naked thighs claimed otherwise.
“… three, two, one.”
Mina faintly registered the voice connected to holder of the revolver moments before the dull thud of the hammer and a click of an empty chamber followed. She let out a stifled breath and swallowed, a smile tugging at her bruised lips.
“You know how this game goes, Mina.”
For the first time in hours, Mina looked up. The hot white light from the single bulb in the room made Jeongyeon’s shadow look angelic despite the bloodied array of weapons laid out neatly behind her.
Mina could only let out a soft chuckle in acknowledgement. Of course she knew the game. She knew exactly what she had signed up for when she got into this mess.
No amount of money or power could have prepared her for the convoluted version of herself she’d eventually become.
But, all rationality had been beaten out of her hours ago. Now she was aching to be fucked — just one last time.
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forever listening to bloom because i need that damn song injected into my veins.
(and sorry about 0 updates recently. i’ve been listening to bloom and having writer’s block. the ideas are there but the creativity is gone)
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desperately just want jihyo to be happy! if she is truly dating him then i hope she’s happy and that people leave her alone! :( she deserves everything good
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drabble 1
“M-Momo. There are people down there…” Sana’s breath came out in short pants as Momo kept her pressed against the railing of the balcony.
“Why don’t we give them a show then, sweetheart. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” Momo nipped Sana’s earlobe as she pushed her hand into Sana’s panties. A stifled moan passed her lips as she felt the wetness pool into her hand.
“You wanted everyone at the concert to see you in this little outfit. Wanted me to get jealous of all those eyes on you, huh?”
Sana couldn’t think clearly as Momo’s fingers plunged into her, pushing, and rubbing against all the right spots inside of her. Unable to utter a coherent thought, Sana just let out a shaky breath and nodded. She made a quick mental note to tease and provoke Momo more often.
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…. totally not getting emotional over an elevator that’s going up in date until it says timeless. whaaaat? that’s crazy.
i don’t know if anyone else saw it, but i noticed some subtle nods to their old mvs and it made me :((
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i’m literally going crazy jeong please i can’t take it (i need more pictures please)
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momo standing by the freezer: did you want chocolate or vanilla ice cream for-
momo: why are you naked?
dahyun standing fully naked in the dining room: ... you said you wanted dessert
momo: ...
momo: so chocolate or-
dahyun putting her clothes back on: chocolate
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valentine
g!pmomo x jihyo
warnings: smut, g!p, praise kink, light bondage
Every creak of the bed frame and every featherlight touch of the sheets against her back made Jihyo's heart pound in her chest. The blindfold over her eyes and the alcohol freely flowing through her veins caused every other sense in Jihyo's body to increase tenfold.
The usual faint scent of Momo's rose perfume filled her nose and clouded her mind. The palms of her hands were starting to sweat, and her shoulders were getting sore from their elevated position, but she knew better than to bring them down.
Jihyo swore she could feel every silky thread on Momo's tie that was wrapped tightly around her wrists, but it could have just been the alcohol.
Her body was on fire from how much she drank. Her cheeks were flushed and matched the rosy glow on her ass from how many times Momo's hand smacked her. The sting on her ass was welcome, but it didn't help the now cold wetness that was clinging to the inside of her thighs.
"M-Momo please. I need you to-to touch me." Jihyo was desperate. Her words came out in short, breathy pants as she tried her best to stay still on the bed.
Momo was just enjoying the sight of her girlfriend dripping wet and blushing just from a few hard smacks and a little alcohol. As she stared down at Jihyo's exposed body, she felt her cock throb against the thin fabric of her boxers.
It wasn't fair that Jihyo was so exposed, but she still had her boxers on. Momo took her time slipping her red boxers off. The small wet spot from her pre-cum was a reminder that Jihyo wasn't the only one affected by such momentary foreplay.
"I already have touched you, baby. You're practically soaking the bed already."
The husky tone of Momo's voice covered by her teasing words caused Jihyo to shiver. She knew that Momo was just as turned on as her, but the more she struggled, the longer it was going to take to get what she wanted.
Before Jihyo could beg again, Momo's hands gently slid up her tiny waist. Jihyo flinched a bit but relaxed, a shaky breath falling from her lips as Momo gently squeezed her hips.
"You look so good like this, Hyo. Already so wet for me." Momo smirked and adjusted to pepper gentle kisses over her girlfriend's belly.
Momo briefly looked up to see Jihyo pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. The urge to just buck her hips up against Momo's hands was becoming almost irresistible.
"You've been doing such a good job for me, baby." Momo's words were mumbled by Jihyo's skin as she gently kissed and sucked her way up to her girlfriend's breasts.
Just the sight of Jihyo's hard nipples was enough to make Momo's mouth water. She wrapped her mouth around one, smiling at the throaty moan that left her lover.
Momo swirled her tongue around the stiff peak, her fingers pinching the other between her thumb and forefinger as Jihyo's pleasured moans and gasps filled the bedroom.
"What do you want, Hyo?" Momo asked between licks and sucks, her free hand trailing down Jihyo's belly to rest on her upper thigh.
"Need y-ou. Please, baby. I need you i-inside me." Jihyo could barely speak. The alcohol was clouding her mind and Momo's mouth, and hands were sending electricity through her body.
Deciding that toying with Jihyo for the past ten minutes was more than enough torture, Momo acquiesced. She gave Jihyo's nipples one last harsh pinch and bite before she sat up. Leaning back against her heels, Momo stroked her throbbing cock a few times before she rubbed the leaking tip against her girlfriend's tight heat.
"Holy shit, baby. How are you so wet?" Momo breathed out, a soft moan leaving her lips as she bumped her cockhead against Jihyo's swollen clit.
"Fuck. Your h-ands and your- your mouth, Mo. Please." The second Jihyo felt the tip of Momo's cock rubbing against her clit, her breath hitched. Her body was practically vibrating with anticipation as Momo admired her exposed, dripping folds.
After a few more strokes, Momo couldn't tease any longer. She gripped Jihyo's hips and pushed her thick length in. No matter how many times they had sex, Momo knew she'd never get tired of the feeling, the sight, or the sound of Jihyo's walls stretching to accommodate her.
"Ji oh my god. Oh fuck baby you-you're so fuck- so fucking tight."
With every inch, Jihyo's moans increased. She couldn't help but buck her hips up, her tight heat trying to pull in every single inch of her girlfriend's cock. "Don't stop. Fuck I-I need all of you in me, baby."
Once Momo was finally fully seated inside Jihyo, she let out a throaty groan at the way Jihyo's pussy throbbed around her. She slowly pulled out to the tip, thrusting all the way back in.
Momo kept a slow pace only for a few seconds. Their desire for release had grown too strong as Momo gripped Jihyo's hips harder. She slid her cock in and out of Jihyo's dripping pussy with ease, each thrust faster than the previous.
"So fucking good, baby. Taking my cock so fucking well." Momo grunted out in between thrusts, the sound of their hips colliding and their shared moans easily filling the air.
"Gonna make you cum, baby. Want to see that pretty pussy cum around my cock."
Jihyo just wordlessly nodded. Her mouth hung open and her breasts bounced with the force of Momo's hips thrusting into her. If she wasn't drunk already, she would have blamed Momo's thick length hitting every sweet spot inside of her.
Suddenly, Momo threw Jihyo's legs over her shoulders. Jihyo let out a small squeak, followed by a high-pitched moan. The new angle caused Momo's cock to somehow reach deeper inside of her as each thrust connected with her cervix.
Momo's heavy breathing was punctuated with every fast and hard thrust into Jihyo's tight heat. She moved her hands up to grab Jihyo's waist, desperate for more leverage as she slammed her hips against her girlfriend's.
"Just like that. Fuck- oh fuck just like that, baby."
Jihyo's words spurred Momo on as the sounds that came out of her girlfriend's mouth sounded almost animalistic. The pain in Jihyo's shoulders had been replaced by the searing stretch of her pussy around Momo's cock. She clasped her hands together, her knuckles turning white with how tight she was squeezing them.
"Oh- oh Hyo. You're taking my cock so well." Momo moaned out as she felt Jihyo's walls squeeze around her. She could tell Jihyo was getting close as her breathing became heavier, and her legs squeezed around her neck.
"You're doing such a good job for me, baby. I need you to cum on my cock. You can do it."
"S- I'm so close, Mo. I need to cum so bad- so fucking bad." Jihyo was on the verge of tears from intensity of Momo's thrusts and the knot that was quickly tightening in her belly.
Sensing her desperation, Momo let one hand slide to Jihyo's swollen clit. She collected some of her juices on her thumb and started to rub tight circles into it.
The added stimulation was just enough to send Jihyo over the edge. After a few seconds, her body shook like a leaf. She clamped down on Momo's cock as her orgasm ripped through her. The pleasure was almost too much as she opened her mouth wide to scream out Momo's name.
The look of pure bliss and exhaustion on Jihyo's face made Momo pick up her speed. She furiously thrusted her hips into Jihyo's. Planting both of her hands on either side of Jihyo's head, she grunted and moaned as she felt her balls draw up.
"Fuck, baby. Fuck fuck fuck!" Momo yelled as she clutched the sheets. Her hips stuttered and her eyes rolled back as she emptied her load deep into Jihyo's pussy. "Take my cum, baby. Fuck- oh holy fuck you did so good for me, Hyo."
Momo panted as she emptied her load. Her adrenaline was rushing through her as she gently thrusted into Jihyo, helping them ride out their orgasms.
Once Momo's hips stilled, her cock nestled deep inside Jihyo, she slowly lifted her girlfriend's blindfold. Momo gave her a second to adjust to the dimmed lights before she smiled and let out a breathless laugh. She carefully untied her hands and threw her tie onto the floor.
Jihyo blinked a few times as she smiled softly at the sight of Momo's flushed face looking down at her adoringly. Momo leaned down and gently pressed her lips against Jihyo's, smiling into the kiss as she helped Jihyo lower her arms.
"You did such a good job, baby. That felt so fucking good." Momo, still a little breathless, sat up and carefully pulled her cock out of Jihyo's pussy. She let out a soft moan as she watched her cum slowly drip out of her used hole.
"I love you so fucking much, Hyo."
Jihyo playfully rolled her eyes and pulled Momo down to lay beside her. Momo wrapped her arms around Jihyo's waist and gently caressed her sides.
"Do you maybe want to tell me that to my face and not to my pussy?"
Momo laughed and brought a hand up to cup Jihyo's cheek. She rubbed her thumb along Jihyo's bottom lip and smiled, kissing her gently as she whispered against her lips, "I love you, Hyo. Happy Valentine's Day.”
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consider that it’s one of those special sex chocolates….momo doesn’t understand why dahyun wants to have it so bad until they share one
she doesn't understand & gets all huffy and pouts as she lays on the bed while dahyun eats her stupid chocolate. she gets more upset when dahyun says she wants to take a shower first but it's really just to give the chocolate time to kick in.
once she's done with her shower, momo's on her phone in bed. she looks up at dahyun and notices something different about the way she's looking at her.
dahyun's towel slides off her body. she lets it pool at her feet before stepping out and joining momo on the bed. she crawls up to her and they proceed to have the best sex in their life.
happy valentine's day 💝
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dahyun being super excited to eat chocolate on valentine's day then whining when momo says she wants to fuck her brains out first. she just wants to have at least one little piece of chocolate first, but momo's ass in that lingerie does look good.
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dumb bunny
sub!nayeon x dom!jeongyeon
warnings: smut, choking, degradation kink, fingers in fun places, jeongyeon has a knife but it's strictly for cooking
“Darling, you know that grinding against my leg while I’m trying to cook isn’t the right way to ask me for something.”
Jeongyeon’s eyes never strayed from the cutting board. Her movements were swift and the way the muscles on her forearm flexed with every pass of the knife’s blade through the celery, Nayeon felt herself getting needier and needier.
It wasn’t that Nayeon inherently found cooking to be sexual. In fact, she thought it was sweet and a good way to connect with her girlfriend.
It’s just that sometimes, Jeongyeon’s hands looked particularly attractive. Her left hand gripped the silver handle of the knife and swiftly chopped. Her right, in the meantime, moved with ease so she didn’t nick a finger. It was also still slightly wet from when she rinsed all the vegetables she'd been chopping.
The wetness on Jeongyeon’s right hand sent Nayeon’s mind reeling. She imagined that hand wrapped tightly around her throat instead of the stalk of celery on the board, drawing the most beautiful noises from her.
“Bunny, did you need something?”
Nayeon was drawn out of her trance. She managed to peel her eyes away from the oddly erotic sight of her girlfriend’s hands. “Just wanted some attention…”
“I know, but you know the rules. You don’t want me to cut myself while I’m making us dinner, do you?” Jeongyeon finished with the celery and scraped it into a large pot along with minced garlic, a few chunks of butter, and diced onions.
Nayeon rested her head between Jeongyeon’s shoulder blades and mumbled out a small ‘no’. “But what if I help you so we can get the food cooking faster?”
Almost instinctively, Jeongyeon’s hand reached for the pre-washed bundle of carrots in front of the cutting board. She paused and turned to see Nayeon already eagerly smiling up at her. She chuckled and tilted Nayeon’s chin up just slightly with her thumb and index finger.
“I know you don’t really want to help me and that’s okay. If you tell me what you really want, I may consider getting this on the stove faster.” Jeongyeon’s tone was soft and gentle, the exact tone that made Nayeon’s knees buckle.
Glancing at the pot and then back up to Jeongyeon, Nayeon thought for a moment. She knew that her girlfriend had made this dish a million times over. If she really wanted to, she could be done prepping anywhere from five minutes to forty-five. With an indignant huff, Nayeon slipped her hand into Jeongyeon’s. She gave it a light squeeze before spinning her girlfriend back around to face the stove.
“I want you.”
A small smirk formed on Jeongyeon’s lips as she shook her head, continuing to work on dicing the carrots. She picked up the pace a bit despite the bratty and demanding tone in Nayeon’s voice. “And what do you want from me exactly?”
Though Jeongyeon couldn’t see Nayeon roll her eyes, she had been with the girl long enough to know that’s what she did. “You know what I want.”
For a few seconds, Jeongyeon significantly slowed down her movements. This didn’t go without notice as Nayeon whined and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s waist. “Okay okay. I want your hands.”
Jeongyeon’s smirk steadily grew. She picked up her pace again and shrugged her shoulders. Finished with the first carrot, she started on the second before she spoke again. “You’re going to have to be a little more specific, bunny. You know I can do plenty of things with my hands. I’m doing something right now, but I know that’s not what you want.”
Nayeon whined again in response to Jeongyeon’s taunting words. She toyed with the hem of Jeongyeon’s t-shirt and looked up at the back of her head. “Jeong, you know where I want your hands. Please.”
The more Nayeon begged, the slower Jeongyeon worked. It was beyond frustrating as Nayeon felt the growing wetness between her legs. Jeongyeon blatantly ignoring her pleas shouldn’t have turned her on as much as it did, but she couldn’t help it.
“Jeong. You’re being so mean t-.”
Within a blur of a few seconds, Jeongyeon slammed the knife down on the counter. She turned around and gripped Nayeon’s waist with her right hand. With her left, she brought it up to Nayeon’s slender neck. Her grip was just tight enough and her movement sudden enough that Nayeon let out a small, startled breath.
“Before you finish that sentence, do you need me to remind you who’s cooking your fucking dinner?”
Nayeon swallowed. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to ignore the wetness that was now overflowing between her thighs. “Y-yes.”
Barely getting a second to adjust to the feeling of her girlfriend’s hand wrapped around her throat, Jeongyeon easily lifted her up and sat her down on the island behind her. The cool marble against Nayeon’s bare thighs sent a shock through her as Jeongyeon moved her right hand from her hip to her wet center.
With her left hand still wrapped snugly around her girlfriend’s throat, Jeongyeon shoved her right hand into Nayeon’s panties. “Are you this fucking wet just from watching me cook, Nay?”
Nayeon barely registered Jeongyeon’s words as she felt her slender fingers pressing against her slick folds. “P-please Jeong.”
Jeongyeon rolled her eyes and tightened her grip around Nayeon’s throat, causing the girl to let out a low, throaty moan. Her hands gripped tightly to the edge of the marble countertop as Jeongyeon easily slipped two fingers into her soaked pussy.
“You’re such a fucking slut, darling.” Jeongyeon kept her tight grip around Nayeon’s throat as she drove her fingers in and out of her. “Can’t believe you got this hot and bothered just by watching me cook. Such a dumb, needy little bunny.”
Whether it was the lack of oxygen, the indescribable feeling of Jeongyeon’s fingers mercilessly pumping inside of her, or Jeongyeon's degrading words, Nayeon could barely hold back the stifled moans tumbling out of her mouth. After a few seconds, she tapped Jeongyeon’s arm to let her know she needed to breathe.
Jeongyeon loosened her grip but kept a furious pace, adding a third finger in her girlfriend’s throbbing pussy. She leaned forwards and slipped two fingers into Nayeon's open mouth, tilting her head backwards so she could suck and bite at the soft skin at her throat.
“Fuck Jeong- don’t- don’t stop.” Nayeon mumbled around her girlfriend's fingers. She closed her lips around them as her tongue worked to thoroughly coat them in her spit.
“I’m not going to stop, bunny. You’re acting like such a fucking brat that you can’t even wait five minutes for me to cook our dinner.” Jeongyeon growled against Nayeon’s neck as she thrusted her fingers at a furious pace.
“J-Jeong ‘m so clo-se.” Nayeon panted, her head thrown back as Jeongyeon’s hand untangled from her hair to wrap back around her throat. Her fingers swiftly pumped in and out of her pussy as her thumb came up to rub small circles against her swollen clit.
If it was any other time, the knot that had quickly formed in Nayeon’s belly would be embarrassing. Right now, though, she felt like she was going to burst. Her walls clenched tightly around Jeongyeon’s fingers as she bucked her hips forward, trying to chase her impending release.
Jeongyeon licked her lips as she watched her girlfriend’s flushed face contort in pleasure. She curled her fingers to ever so gently tease that spot she knew would drive Nayeon over the edge.
“Fuck! Jeong I’m c-.”
And just like that, Jeongyeon’s fingers were out of Nayeon’s pussy. Her left hand was cupping her cheek instead of around her throat, pulling her in so Jeongyeon could kiss her forehead.
“Jeong, what the fuck!”
With a smirk and a small shrug, Jeongyeon quietly turned back around to continue working on dinner. She washed her hands and happily ignored the loud whines and groans of protest coming from Nayeon who hadn’t bothered moving from the kitchen island.
“You said I was being mean, so I just wanted to prove a point.”
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if you think yes, please feel free to let me know why 😌
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