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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔
sukuna, nanami, choso, gojo, geto, toji, higuruma, itadori, yuta, megumi...
disgusting was always a word that was used once people find out about your loyal 10 dogs that you own. more like sex slaves? they looked more like dogs drooling at your feets, begging to have a taste of your pussy.
+18, nsfw, heavy smut, this shit is really kinky, pet play, sex slave, cumdump, a lot of begging, pussy drunk, sex drunk, sex toys (vibrators, plugs, pumpers, chasity belt is a locking item of clothing that goes around the groin region, used to prevent sex/masturbation.), simulation, squirting, rough sex, switching from sub to dom, there's a lot more so be warned.
you never thought you would be in such a situation. you never thought ten man would be under your feets. you never thought once you joined the most exclusive BDSM club in your city, you would meet ten man who are willing to share you with each other. who are willing to go this far just to get a taste of you. ten successful dangerous man acting like a dog in heat.
their fat cock leaking. puffy, sensitive, red clit. drops of warm cum dropping down their cock, sliding down the twitching veins that surrounded their throbbing cock. eyes crossed, flushed face, jaw hanged open as spit coat their red lips. fuming at the mouth like a dog in need of a pussy to fill. a crave for their cock to be teased, touched by you.
this is the type of man they were in private. this is the type of man they were with you. they needed to please you. to make you squirt, piss, coat them with your juice. they want every inch of their body to be covered with your wetness. they would beg for you to oil them up with the wetness of your pussy.
they wanna taste it, drink it, eat it. lap on every drop. smudge their face against your pussy. purring like a cat against your wet cunt. it's like a napkin for them, an obsession that they can't even control. that their own body can't deny. stumbling on their words as they plead to sleep with their face on your bare pussy. pleading to have their cock in. pleading to have their fat cock always enveloped by your tight pussy.
stumbling on their "yes! yes!" as you squirt your warm pee while they pound their fat cock inside of you. eyes rolling back their skull, grinning from to ear as they tremble at the feeling of having your boiling squirt coating their cock. dripping down their cock into the bed sheets, into the floor.
soon after you feel their cock swollen up, twitching against your womb before hot cum starts shooting out of the tip. they wouldn't stop sliding your poor pussy against them till you milk the last drop. till their seeds start gushing out everywhere from the force.
but they won't forget about your wetness, your juice. they wouldn't let it go to waste. bending down the floor just to peak their wet tongue out. maintaining eye contact with you while they lick your squirt, your piss out of the floor. groaning and moaning at the taste of you, showing you how much they enjoy it.
not forgetting the bed sheets that was coated with your juice. they would suck on the fabric. sucking every drop of your wetness that was left, milking it dry. they would give you the same treatment, making you their own personal cumdump.
filling your tight pussy to the max. filling each hole of yours. they want their cum to leak out of your nose, they want their cum to fill your brain. their seeds would start gushing out of your pussy sloppily. dripping from your cunt till it reachs your plumpy ass that was also filled with warm cum.
they mean it when they say they want every inch of your body coated with their seeds. shooting their cum on your arms. face. stomach. thighs. turning you into a painting. your abused pussy would be barely recognized after. gapping open, clenching as it leaks out of their seeds. so swollen up that your clit would be proudly peaking out.
before going to work. always filling you up. it's like it's their own "good morning kiss" for you. you are still asleep but that doesn't stop them from having two cocks inside your pussy. two cocks inside your ass. two cocks inside your mouth. two cocks in one hand. two cocks in the other hand. and two cocks fucking your tits. when they are done they won't forget to put in a little pink plug so you will not feel empty without their seed.
not wearing any panties in the house was a strict rule. when they come back and sees you cooking they wouldn't think twice before quickly taking out the plug and replaces it with their cock to fill you up again. greating them in the entrance on knees. ass up. pussy spread like a good little cumdump you are.
each of them enjoyed different kinks. each of them had their own favourite filthiness.
𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎, 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈, 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀
being tied up with a red silk rope. from their suckable huge tits to their huge fat cock that was twitching against their abdomen. the rope was squeezing their cocks tight. preventing their sensitive cocks from spilling their seeds.
but choso didn't seem to have a problem with that. being the horny dog he is- the robben didn't stop his cock from leaking drops of cum, from shooting them each time you squeezed the robben around his cock harder, tighter.
because he enjoyed it. you knew it from the way his eyes cross even more every time you squeeze the red rope harder, enveloping his cock till it's flushed red. all it takes just a touch from your nail on his red clit for warm liquid to explode.
while the two brothers were quite the opposite. their huge nipples being simulated by the pumpers you placed. suckling hard on their sensitive nipples. but they couldn't cum- the robben stopping them from cumming just from having their tits simulated.
while yuta begs you to stop squeezing the robben tighter on his cock. beg you to stop forcing every last drop of his seeds out of him. the twins, itadori and choso beg you to let them cock. beg you to let them free their seeds out.
but you wouldn't. you would go as far as place a mini string inside their clit. yuta would lose it as he spills his cum even with it on, his seeds pushing against the string and gushing out hard, shooting in the air causing the string to fly out from the force.
while the twins don't spill from their cock- instead milk start gushing out their nipples...
𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈, 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈
at first it was only toji. you were only fucking with toji. he was one the man you met at the bdsm club. but his son had to have his taste once he got a glimpse of you. and of course toji had to teach his son how to please a woman.
but once megumi got a taste he never was able to stop. he as drunk of it. it was his new addiction. something that he couldn't get enough of, something that he needed all the time.
here he was between your legs, slurping and lapping your clit. eyes closed as he whine and groan savoring the taste. but it wouldn't be enough. it was never enough for him. and toji of course knew that about his son- he knew that his son craved what he craved and more.
shoving a tube up your pussy was the solution, megumi eyes widen as he can see the inside of your pussy clearly now. he immediately warp his lips around the tube and suck on it like a straw, he whimper once he feels your liquid gushing out and hitting his tongue. more and more starts coming out.
he couldn't help the way he started humping his hips against the sheets of the bed. all while toji shoves his cock deep inside your throat. the tip of his fat cock hitting the back of your throat not giving you any time to breath as he sloppily keeps sliding in.
toji would spit inside your mouth, he would do it every second just to mix it with your spit that coated his cock...
𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀
they loved to your their huge hands on your pussy. they loved to feel every inch of you with their hands. they loved to shove it up your ass, up your throat up your wet cunt.
using everything on your poor body, stuffing everyhole you have with their tongue and fat cocks. they would make sure to tear through your pussy with not one but both of their fat cocks, squeezing them together and shoving them into your tight pussy.
while one of the four hands, you can't tell whos hand is who. tied up and spread wide open with a blindfold on as one their hands make its way toward your ass. they would at first add two fingers, then four and four would turn into his whole fist going in and out your little ass. the wetness that your pussy is gushing would coat your ass, causing sloppy wet noises to fill the air...
𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀, 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎, 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎
dog collars on. on their hands and knees. rubbing their faces against your legs. purring as your run your hands against their hair. who knew a huge man like them would be so pathetic, so desperate acting like little puppies.
giving your attention to sukuna who was whining as he humps your leg more aggressively than gojo and geto. giving you a sign that he needs more. that he was a greedy little slut.
you harshly use the tip of your heels to poke the tip of his cock. causing sukuna to growl, pushing against you harder. needing more, and you do exactly what he wanted. you put your full body weight on his fat cock as tears start slipping past his eyes from the feeling.
crying ashamed as he feels the warmess of his cock leaking through his boxers into your heels. you force them to cum in their boxers, purposely grinding your heels against their hard on as they beg you to slip your hand inside- they want to feel your warm hands on their leaking fat cock, sloppily stroking it but instead you tell them you won't touch their cock unless they squirt their warm seeds, filling their underwear with hot cum.
and that's exactly what they do, it only took you a couple of strokes through the fabric while you suck on their tongue to get them cumming hard in their boxer. the lay down trembling, while they watch you stripping their underwear away. taking it in your hand just for your tongue to peak out and nastly lick the cum that's on the boxer. they groan watching you.
but you don't stop there, you take the boxer and place it on your dripping pussy. grinding the cum filled fabric against your pussy, coating it with their seeds. you start humping their underwear, eyes rolling behind your skull at the feeling of the rough fabric against your clit and the warmess of their cum grinding against your pussy...
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i’m an angry person and i want to let it out and be an asshole but i’m also a nice person and i don’t want to actually hurt anyone’s feelings do u feel me
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words to use when writing
Appetite:
craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal
Arouse:
agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up
Assault:
attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound
Beautiful:
admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting
Brutal:
atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild
Burly:
able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed
Carnal:
animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean
Dangerous:
alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous
Dark:
atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched
Delicious:
enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty
Ecstasy:
delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled
Ecstatic:
delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild
Erotic:
amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing
Gasp:
catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded
Heated:
ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous
Hunger:
appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst
Hungry:
avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting
Intense:
forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous
Liquid:
damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping
Lithe:
agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry
Moan:
beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl
Moving:
(exciting,) affecting, effective arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling
Need:
compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen
Pain:
ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart
Painful:
aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded
Perverted:
aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile
Pleasurable:
charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent
Pleasure:
bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven
Rapacious:
avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering
Rapture:
bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy
Rigid:
adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering
Sudden:
abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning
Thrust:
(forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel
(push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick
Thunder-struck:
amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback
Torment:
agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe
Touch:
(physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap
(mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize
Wet:
bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water
Wicked:
abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched
Writhe:
agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank
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⌗︙・nanami filming with his bimbo gf ⸜⸜・
nanami loves his sweet bimbo girl, he really does, but sometimes you are just too much for him. especially how when you have your lips around his cock and you pull out your phone.
"what are you doing, sweetheart?" he asks you. his breath is labored and he just wants to focus on the pleasure, but you decided to be naughty. you open your camera, pressing the video button. his eyes widen a bit.
"who are you taking this for?" he wants to pull his cock out of your mouth and take your phone away so he can punish you for this behavior. but you just look so pretty. the faces you are doing at the camera are lewd and nanami doesn't think he's seen them before. your tongue teases the tip of his cock as you smile at the camera. you let spin roll down your chin and his cock, making everything so messy.
"who is this for?" nanami asks again, tugging at your hair. you pout when he pulls you away from his cock.
"just friends." you say nonchalantly. your friends wanted to see if it's true that your boyfriend has the biggest cock. and you're a good friend so you wanted to give them a show.
"friends? oh, you little slut you're in so much trouble." you yelp as you're thrown on the bed. nanami opens your legs harshly, smacking your pussy.
"if you like being filmed so much. let's make a movie so i can play it when you're out with your friends and you tell them how good i fuck."
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I fuck wit title-only text posts. this shit is like talkin in an apartment hallway loud as fuck out the window
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Lee Dong Wook || Follow My Lead
► Requested Open? : Yes
► Word Count : 2388
► Rated : M
► Contains : Smuts involve
A loud slam of the door interrupts you as you’re typing halfway, and the sounds of belongings being scattered all over the hallway follows. Not even a minute later, Dong Wook peeks his head into the kitchen where you’re set up with your laptop, and judging by the look on his face, he’s had a hard day.
Not as hard as you’re about to make him, though.
He sees you at work and starts to back away, the downcast expression on his face growing even more sombre. Dong Wook’s learned the hard way a few times not to disturb you while you’re working, but sometimes when he’s in one of his brattier moods, he likes to test your patience. But not today though, and that’s when you know something’s wrong.
“Wook, come here,” you call out to him just as he turns away to head for the shower, and you swear you can almost see his entire body perk up with interest.
“Bad day?”
At your invitation, he comes up behind you to rest his chin on your shoulder, already nosing at the exposed skin of your neck.
“One of the worst, noona.”
His sentence ends with a deep whine, and he never addresses you like this unless he wants to play, so you turn around and oblige him, giving him a sweet kiss on his cheek as you reach to massage his neck.
“Really, baby? What can noona do to make you feel better?”
Dong Wook doesn’t even hesitate this time, as his eyes light up at his favourite nickname.
“I want noona’s mouth on my cock. Pretty please?”
Your eyes travel down his tall frame, and you realise that he’s wearing your favourite grey sweats, the one where you can see the outline of his cock if he doesn’t wear underwear. Reaching over to palm him through the thick material, you relish the feel of his soft cock. You’ve always liked touching him like this even if he’s not hard, it somehow feels a lot more intimate than you’d ever expect.
“Since you asked so nicely,” you reach into his waistband to wrap your hand around his soft dick, leading him to the bedroom with a firm grip on it.
“Sit on the bed and take off your pants. Show noona how pretty your cock is like the dirty baby boy you are.”
Dong Wook pushes his sweats past his ass, his underwear following as he lets them pool at his ankles before sitting on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide automatically. He’s already beginning to harden in your hand, and it’s a little scary how fast he can get hard for you. In a matter of minutes, he’s already almost at full length, precum already dribbling from his tip.
You reach to cup his balls, rolling them in your palm and admiring how heavy they are.
“When did you last cum baby? Your balls feel really full.”
“T-two weeks ago,” Dong Wook’s breath is already starting to shorten as you work his pearly liquid over his tip.
His answer makes your core throb, and you can’t help but give his balls a gentle squeeze.
“That long ago? That means you have a nice big load for noona today right?”
Dong Wook’s thighs are twitching as he watches you give an open mouth kiss to his tip before laving your tongue from his base up. He’s too preoccupied with the sight of your red lips around his cock to remember to answer, so you pinch his inner thigh in punishment.
“Fuck, ah! Yes, I have so much cum for noona now ahhhh,” he moans when you squeeze the base of his cock, increasing the speed of your strokes.
Giving him a sweet smile, you spit on his dick to get everything extra messy.
“I guess I’ll have to work extra hard for that load, would you like that babyboy?”
“P-please, noona,” a choked sob comes from deep in his chest, so you take pity on him and swallow his cock down your throat, giving an extra tug on his heavy, full balls as your nose reaches his base.
You know how much Dong Wook loves it when you deepthroat him, so you give him a few good swallows. You can hear his breathing get even more laboured above you, and when you glance up to make eye contact, his forehead is already matted with sweat, and his teeth are digging into his bottom lip. Pulling off his cock with a deliciously obscene sound, strings of saliva and precum drip down your chin, but you know Dong Wook appreciates the mess even more than you do.
Pumping him harshly, you take a few deep breaths before sliding him back down your throat, making sure to let his head hit the back of your sensitive throat even as you continue to massage his balls. Dong Wook gives a few desperate thrusts under you, and you pull back to glance at him, reaching for one of his hands and threading it in your hair.
Dong Wook automatically knows what this means as he guides your mouth back down his cock, having been given permission to touch you now. His other hand reaches to lift your shirt over your breasts, palming the lace bra over your tits as his hips thrust home, burying his cock deep down your throat.
He spreads his legs wider as he forces your mouth down on him till he can hear you gagging, but he always knows just how much you can take. You allow him a few good thrusts into your mouth before you place both hands on his inner thigh and pull away. Dong Wook easily relents, but keeps his grip in your hair as he pants down at you, eyes watery and lips thick and swollen.
“Does my babyboy want to cum?” You whisper against his inner thigh, taking one of his balls into your mouth and suckling on it.
“Fuck, please noona, I haven’t cum in so long. I’ve been such a good boy.”
“Really?” You draw away from him, continuing to pump him up and down.
“Where do you want to cum baby?”
“In your mouth,” Dong Wook answers automatically, and you take him back into your mouth, tongue dancing over his length playfully.
“Fuck, noona, your mouth is so good, you look so good sucking my cock like this.”
He gives a few shallow thrusts into your mouth, and you can feel his length throbbing in your mouth, a sure sign that he’s about to cum down your throat. You ease up on your pace, pulling your lips off his messy length and squeezing his base hard till he stops throbbing, and then take him back in your mouth.
His salty precum is dripping down your chin, and just when he’s close to shooting his load, you pull back again, and Dong Wook lets out a frustrated sob.
“You better not cum in my mouth, noona doesn’t feel like swallowing cum today,” you warn him with a harsh squeeze to his balls as you begin to swallow him down again.
Dong Wook looks down at his cock buried deep in your throat with wide, desperate eyes, pleading for you to let him cum as he tightens his grip in your hair. Just to push him a little further, you sink all the way to his base, nose buried in his abs and swallow hard. You can feel his thigh muscles tense around you as he sobs out loud above you, struggling to keep his orgasm at bay.
After a particularly loud whine, you pull off his cock, only to see tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Noona, please,” he whimpers, cock twitching. “I’m so hard, I really need to cum.”
You reach over to wipe the tears from his cheeks, pushing him to sit back on the bed as you straddle his slim hips.
“You’ve been such a good babyboy, just wait a little longer, can you do that?”
He nods, blinking back tears as you peel off your shirt and lounge shorts. His hands automatically reach for the back of your bra, and you allow him to unhook it. Dong Wook palms your breasts greedily for a few seconds before he reaches for your panties and pushes them down your thighs.
“Do you want noona to ride your pretty little cock?” You reach for him and slide his head against your drenched folds, feeling his thick mushroom head against your clit.
“Yes, fuck,” he throws his head back, exposing the column of his throat as one of his hands grabs your ass cheek.
“Wait, noona, we’re all out of condoms. Did you remember to get more?”
“No, I didn’t,” you admit, continuing to rub him against your clit.
“But we don’t need them today babyboy, we’re going to play a game.”
“Wh-what game, noona?” His breath catches as he feels his tip slide into you ever so slightly.
“I’m going to ride your cock bare like this, and I won’t stop till I cum. And you’re not allowed to cum while I’m riding you, unless…” Your voice trails off.
“Unless what, noona?”
“Unless you want to get your noona pregnant,” you whisper in his ear, feeling his grip around your waist tighten immediately.
“I forgot my pill yesterday, so if you cum inside me…”
The consequences are left unspoken, but you can almost feel the way Dong Wook’s cock throbs even harder at the thought of breeding you, and there’s a gush of precum that drenches your inner thighs. Without giving him a second more to think about this rationally, you drop your weight into his lap, sliding his cock deep into your pussy.
“Fuck, ahhh, noona, I can’t,” he sobs immediately, hips bucking into you.
“You edged me so many times already, I can’t hold back.”
“You better not cum inside your noona,” you warn him as you swivel your hips, walls clenching around him extra tight. You bite his earlobe harshly even as you slam your weight down hard, feeling his cock split you apart from the inside. You can feel how hard he is inside you, and the thought of him cumming inside you has you extra wet.
“I don’t want to get pregnant, so you better not cum inside.”
“Noona, please hurry and cum,” Dong Wook is caught in a dilemma, whether he should thrust his cock into your soaked depths to try and make you cum quicker, which would almost certainly push him towards his high as well.
“I can’t hold back anymore.”
“Shhh, just a few more strokes, babyboy…” You soothe him with a kiss to his cheek, brushing back his damp hair from his forehead as you glide up and down his cock. You can’t help but to reach down and grab his balls from under you, closing your eyes with a moan as you wonder exactly how much cum he has for you.
“Noona, noona!!” His voice is laced with panic as you start to ride him hard, grinding your clit on him as he grips your ass tight.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, noona, get off!”
“Not until I cum, babyboy,” you remind him even as you bury his cock deep inside you, opting to grind on him instead. You can feel the head of his cock poking at your cervix, and the slight pain pushes you toward your orgasm.
“Don’t cum inside me.”
You tug on this balls as you say this, and with a panicked shout, Dong Wook’s arms are around your waist as he tugs you down to his chest, laying you flat on him before he grabs your ass with both hands, thrusting frantically into your pussy.
“Fuck, noona I’m cumming,” he whimpers helplessly, cock pistoning in and out as you feel warm jets of cum against your womb. The sensation of him filling you up pushes you over the edge as well, and your walls convulse around him, seeking to milk him dry of every single drop.
“That’s a good boy, give noona all your cum,” you moan as you massage his balls again, squeezing extra tight with your walls.
“There’s so much, are you still cumming babyboy?”
Your pussy feels so full, and dribbles of cum are running down his length and over his balls as Dong Wook gives you a few last weak thrusts. You lay there contently, cheek against his chest as his warmth fills you up, and when he begins to soften inside you, you arch your back to let him slip out of you, and that’s when you feel his thick cum start to pool at your gaping pussy. You wish you could see the way cum is dripping out of you in a thick stream, and you reach back to push it back inside your walls.
“Did you just cum inside your noona?” You glance at him, and he’s panting for breath with his eyes closed. Cum is still leaking out of your well fucked pussy even as you try to squeeze your walls to keep it in, and you realise that he was telling the truth, and you just took two weeks worth of semen deep in your womb.
“I’m sorry noona,” Dong Wook chokes out, chest still heaving.
“I-I didn’t mean to, it’s just, you felt so good.”
“Shh baby,” you shush him as you press your lips to his briefly, feeling his breath slow as you comfort him with gentle strokes of his cheek.
“I lied just now.”
“About what?” Dong Wook draws back, arms around your waist as he hugs you close to him.
“Noona wanted you to cum inside, so it’s not your fault.” You slide your cum drenched pussy back onto his soft cock even as you whisper to him,
“I want your baby.”
Dong Wook freezes for a good few seconds, registering your words. Suddenly, he flips you onto your back, holding your legs up high to make sure his cum doesn’t leak out. But his cum is so thick that what’s escaped didn’t even make it onto the sheets, just on a trail down your inner thighs, so he presses it back inside you with tender fingers.
“Lay back, noona, I’ll make sure you’re pregnant before the night ends.”
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Lee Dong-Wook X Manager! Fem! Reader
When, Lee Dong-Wook’s covering your mouth so the other staff members won’t hear you.
Eyes tearing up while looking up to him, seeing you all vulnerable and submissive turns him on a lot.
Whispering tons of sweet and toxic words towards your ears, making you more aroused than you should have been.
“ baby, be quiet. wouldn’t want anyone to hear you being such a slut for me, right? ” he stuttered those words while in deep pleasure.
Gush, you feel so good.
Seeing you holding your moans and whimpers is adorable, so good for him, doing so well for him.
“my good girl.. f-fuck, i am coming, are you, too?” he lets out a loud groan, making you roll your eyes a little bit. how dare he be loud while i am here trying my best to stay quiet? the audacity.
Feeling the familiar knot inside your stomach, you let out a muffled whine around his hands, nodding your head as an answer to his obvious question.
He felt it, too — the way your walls tighten around his cock, noticing how your eyes rolled up as if it was at the back of your head, it’s so adorable that he just wants to fuck you raw until you need a wheelchair to go around everytime and anytime.
“you coming, yeah? i am too.” once again, you nod your head, making him smile.
tearing his hands away from your mouth, traveling it around your body, ‘til it finally reaches your neck, slightly gripping it; enough to choke you lightly, and it feels so good.
“inside or outside?” he asks, making you moan out loud. “i-inside, w-wook..” you respond, making him go wild with your answer. he held his other hand towards your waist, and starts to thrust deeper inside you, making you a moaning and whimpering mess.
with one rough thrust, you came around his overstimulated cock, him coming after you, making you both moan in unison.
after you two catch your breath, he kissed tyou forehead and cleaned you up. treating you a meal right after.
End.
Hello, guys! Did y’all miss me? I think my writing has improved since i did grammar lessons the past few days with my aunt. I missed y’all !
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18+ Rezef Hill x You. (Warning : incest au!)
“Embrace of divine punishment and sin.”
Dirty, wrong love on the part of the older brother to you. But Rezef has never been a positive person — which means it has never been a fairy tale.
Rezef knows it is wrong — to experience feelings that smell like white lilies. But the flowers that mean freedom and purity are blackened by his vicious thoughts and desires about you.
In the biblical narrative, the first incest was committed by the children of Adam and Eve — this union was forced and therefore recognized as sacred. But, Rezef believes that his feelings for you are no less sacred. As a loving brother, he is forced to make you his own and protect from the outside world.
When he hears your voice and wonders if it will be as sweet while you moan under him? Your sharp tongue, which finds its use in disputes with him, doesn’t do what it should. Rezef can find you a better job — he would fuck your mouth to the very tonsils, so that tears would flow from the corners of your eyes. He would tuck a lock of your hair behind ears while you swallowing his seed, look up at him with those innocent and beautiful eyes.
Oh, Y/n, do you know what your old brother does late at night while your name is on his lips? His hands wrap around his thick cock, moving up and down, but imagining that you’re now sitting on him — sitting on it’s entire length. Rezef is not going to share you, not with your next beau, not with friends. And it would be even better if you were locked in his chambers — tied up and always ready to be fucked by your beloved brother.
But while you’re so naive and unsuspecting, sitting opposite and talking to your parents, Rezef dulls the strong desire to take you during a family dinner, in the presence of your parents. He has colorful pictures in his head — you, bound and as always beautiful, are lying on the table instead of the main meal. Rezef licks his lips, just the thought of this scene makes him know gluttony.
“I don't think that Y/n should go to the upcoming ball.“ - Rezef tapped his elegant finger on the table, frowned at you, missing the glances parents. Your old bother doesn’t really like that you’re discussing in what attire you will be at the ball, talking about the person who will accompany you. "You're not ready to go out into society yet. Your behaviour doesn't match our royal family, and i’m not going to disgrace myself because of you."
Rezef knows this is wrong, but he has never been a saint. But fear not, he’ll definitely go to the temple and pray for his sins, and you just wait — Rezef will show you what brotherly love is.
(Not support for incest, but there may be romanticization. It is done for entertainment purposes — there is no need to read if you are uncomfortable. There was a warning.)
To chat with your loving brother :
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Welcome to Lost Paradise: February Filth Fest the 2024 tour featuring artist ATEEZ and Y/N. Throughout the month of February, the artist will perform a concert each day around a certain theme. this is ensure that each show of the tour is different from last one and that everyone gets a personalized experience.
PERFORMERS : ATEEZ + Y/N
GENRES : SMUT
WARNINGS : LANGUAGE, MATURE THEMES, SMUT, EACH CHAPTER WILL HAVE ITS OWN WARNINGS // READER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED
want to join the tour ? check this out here !
KEEP UP WITH THE LATEST SHENANIGANS ON TOUR WITH Y/N.
the master list for each day is under the cut.
day one : " getting the vip treatment from hongjoong " ( deepthroating )
day two : " broke up with my douchebag ex that cheated on me ... thanks hwa and joong for keeping me company " ( cheating / creampie )
day three : " mirror mirror on the wall, who's the hottest of them all and why is it yeosang? " ( mirror sex )
day four : " mingi dressed up as a cowboy for today's show ... anyone want to save a horse and ride a cowboy? no? just me? " ( public sex )
day five : " where did hongjoong get those blindfolds ? " ( auralism / sensory deprivation )
day six : " ugh , jongho looks so good today 😩 " ( dacryphilia )
day seven : " who knew yunho was a peeping tom when it came to me and woo " ( voyeurism )
day eight : " wooyoung you craaaaaazzyyyyy . . . i like it " ( experimental / nipple play )
day nine : " i miss sleeping with seonghwa . . . WAIT NOT LIKE THAT " ( long distance sex / praise )
day ten : " i will literally quit my job to start an onlyfans RIGHT NOW ! don't test me choi san " ( hate fucking )
day eleven : " i wanted to sleep but yunho said no 🙁 " ( somnophilia )
day twelve : " do you think san and yeosang have a mommy kink ? cause they acting like my mommys right now " ( mommy kink )
day thirteen : " oof– seonghwa can guard me ANY DAY with that uniform of his " ( uniform )
day fourteen : " yes , it is i – your favorite goddess " ( threesome / ritual )
day fifteen : " n e ways jongho can degrade me any day of the week " ( femdom / degradation )
day sixteen : " mingi looks a little cold . . . i'm gonna help him get warm " ( cockwarming )
day seventeen : " who knew san could do some powerful kicks 🤩 " ( body worship )
day eighteen : " WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME SEONGHWA WAS SO BIG THIS IS ILLEGAL " ( size kink )
day nineteen : " any screaming you hear tonight from me is thanks to yeosang " ( masturbation / edging )
day twenty : " what is this ? the addams family ? " ( soft dom-sub / roleplay )
day twenty - one : " tonights concept is birth of venus with yunho " ( aphrodisiacs / overstimulation )
day twenty - two : " i like dragons . . . LOOKING AT YOU JONGHO AND HWA " ( double penetration )
day twenty - three : " mingi , you cannot be sexy and soft at the same time . please my heart " ( breeding kink )
day twenty - four : " woo is literally that one kinky sticker that says something like ' don't make fun of me i'll cum ' and i think that says a lot about the both of us " ( pegging / feminization )
day twenty - five : " me and ateez are banned from playing tag " ( free use / spit play )
day twenty - six : " peach and bowser who ? sorry i only know me and san " ( tentacle sex )
day twenty - seven : " it's you " ( cuckolding )
day twenty - eight : " wow , wooyoung can get feral sometimes 🫠 " ( predator-prey play / strength kink )
day twenty - nine : " happy birthday to me i guess 🥳 " ( gangbang )
smalls note : just a reminder that anyone is free to join february filth fest! make sure to tag me and topaz (sanjoongie) and use the tag #joongfryefff24! also this is my personal master list for the event and not the official post which is linked above.
credits : header template is by storm studio's on canva.
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⌗︙・toji with a girl who has small boobs ⸜⸜・
toji is the type of guy who will tease you so much if you have small boobs
"toji stop." you whine when he pinches your nipples. he's sitting on top of you, playing with your boobs.
"but they are cute." he smirks, tugging on them. you moan at that and as much as you don't want to, you're getting wetter and wetter. it's humiliating to be in this position and you feel self conscious, but he seems to love it.
"you think I didn't notice how big the tops are on you?" you would cry if someone different told you that, but it's toji saying it.
"you think you can breastfeed with those?" he leans down to take your nipple in his mouth and he bites on it. you scream out from pain but he sucks on it to make it go away. his hand slaps your boobs and he loves how the skin doesn't move. there's something about someone so tiny in front of him that makes him go feral.
after seeing you naked, he doesn't want anyone "perfect". he's been with so many women with big boobs but you're the one who could make him hard just by looking at your chest.
you know it's him who threw away all of the paddings you had. you know that he told you to stop wearing bras just to see your nipples poke out.
"im gonna eat you alive, baby. first those tiny titties, wait until i get to tame your tiny kitty."
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SINGING LOW
18+ / mdi
summary: despite everyone within the industry knowing mingyu to date around a lot, what didn't meet the public's eye was his undying crush on you, his label mate, and his need to fill the you-shaped hole in his heart with any girl who'd give him the time of day.
content: idol!mingyu x hybeidol!reader, pining, mingyu's kind of a slut, smut, afab reader, reader is a 97 liner, dry humping, a lot of made up shit abt the industry lmao, mentions of other idols, oral sex (f receiving), penetrative sex, mentions of cheating, mentions of a breakup, angst, fluffy ending, etc.
wc: 13k~
a/n: this is not connected to my lil idol!mingyu x idol!reader series just fyi <3 i hope u guys enjoy this it took me like a month to write T-T
masterlist | kofi
Mingyu could still remember the day he met you. Well, maybe not met, but it was the first time he ever saw you face to face. It was at some awards show back in 2017. MAMA, was it? Or maybe the MMAs? Well, that didn't matter much. All he knew is that on stage, you had caught his eye.
It was only about a year into his debut, so he still wasn't too used to this scene. He simply sat back and enjoyed the pretty sight in front of him, knowing your group (and you) by name, but not having had the pleasure of meeting you personally by then. He hadn't met many people thus far, actually. At the time, most of his friends in the industry consisted of the twelve other members of his group. Coming from a small company, it had been hard for any of the members to begin to disperse and befriend their peers in the industry. Sure, they all had friendly acquaintances with other idols, but nothing could really compare to what they had with one another.
It wasn't until somewhere around 2017 that Mingyu had finally found a group of friends outside of his twelve members that he could trust. He had always been an outgoing guy, befriending anyone who'd look his way. He reasoned that someone had to be the icebreaker in every social situation, and he had given himself that job. Despite being a charismatic extrovert, however, most of these friendships did not stick. He developed many acquaintances, and maybe even situational friendships, but he had not really considered anyone a friend until meeting one Jeon Jungkook.
Jeon Jungkook was simply the tip of the iceberg. Some believed Mingyu had taken the man under his wing, while others believed the opposite, but it had in fact been a mutual aid. They had both felt a bit lost at the time they met, bonding over the many things their lives had in common. Their age being one of them. At first it was thrown around as a joke, the idea of forming a little group with the many other 97-liners within their industry. But that joke became reality soon after when Mingyu had met Yugyeom backstage during his group's most recent comeback at the time. The three soon became four, taking in a Cha Eunwoo, and then a Jaehyun from NCT. Even some of Mingyu's own members joining, having the privilege of being born on the great year of 1997. This was how you eventually entered the picture.
Mingyu had already known you, well, more so known about you. Despite being the same age, you had debuted a couple of years before Seventeen, which gave him the opportunity to get to know you as an idol before he did personally. He still remembered the days in the green basement, watching comeback shows with the members as they prepared for their own debut. There had been a specific day when your group had been presenting their debut stage, which was also the day Mingyu first caught sight of you. You had caught his eye immediately. There was just something about you. He might've developed a slight interest in you from that moment on, hoping for the day in which he would become one of your peers.
Upon debuting, Mingyu had only seen you in passing for the first couple of years, the closest contact being a quick and informal introduction between your groups as you cruised through the backstage hallways of MNET. You looked even better in real life, he had to admit. But sadly, there was no one-on-one interaction between you that day. Nor was there during any of the following encounters throughout the next few years. It wasn't until about a year into the creation of the 97 squad that Mingyu had the pleasure of meeting you personally.
It was sometimes Jungkook who brought in new members to the friend group, but it was mostly Mingyu who would take the liberty of befriending the aforementioned members in order to introduce them into the group. It was mostly due to Mingyu's extroverted personality, which allowed him to strike up conversation with anyone at any time, unlike Jungkook who was a bit shier in that aspect. It had been Jungkook, however, who had first introduced the two of you. It had been backstage of MAMA or MMA, he wasn't completely sure. Mingyu also wasn't sure how you and Jungkook had met; he'd never bothered to ask, but upon your first meeting it had seemed like the two of you were close friends already. Mingyu had to admit that upon that first assumption, he was a bit jealous of his proximity to you. This was immediately followed by the realization that maybe Mingyu's previous infatuation in you went further than mere interest in you as a fellow idol, but it was maybe a bit of a crush. Regardless of what Mingyu had felt at the moment, he knew that he wanted to see you again.
For some unknown reason, you were not present in the following 97 gathering soon after your introduction. This struck Mingyu as strange, seeing as you were also a 97, and a friend of Jungkook's, so why would you not be present? It was soon after revealed to Mingyu that you had yet to be offered a spot in the now renown 97 squad. Jungkook had assessed that all the dating rumors that would come attached to the inclusion of a girl in the group were simply not worth it. He wanted to save you both the headache and the scandal. It seemed like a pretty reasonable decision. Mingyu, however, was not the most reasonable of people, often allowing his decision-making to be led by impulse rather than calculated choices. Which was why Mingyu had found himself walking up to you next time he spotted you at yet another comeback show, promptly asking you if you'd like to meet some of his friends sometime in the following week, claiming it was tradition for all 97s to go for a drink every other week. He felt like he was inviting you to join into a cult, or at least that's what you said to him it had felt like. But you had still agreed, giving him your number so that you could be privy to the details of the meeting.
Your admission to the friend group came very naturally, having already met a few of the members and easily befriending the rest. Yes, it had come with some controversy at first, but Mingyu had come to learn that you were quite strong-minded, not allowing a few rumors to get in the way of your personal life. It was easy for the two of you to grow close after that. Despite having befriended the entirety of the group, you and Mingyu seemed to form a more special bond, even seeking each other's company outside of group gatherings. It was all platonic, of course. Mingyu had quickly realized you did not seem interested in that way, so he tucked his crush deep within him, choosing to offer a friendship to you instead, never speaking of his crush to anyone. This was how the two of you came to become best friends.
This repression of his feelings, however, did not come without its consequences.
Mingyu was a hopeless romantic at heart. This meant that his crush never really went away. It actually worsened over the years that he knew you. But you never acted like anything other than a friend to him. You would always treat him the same way you did Jaehyun or Eunwoo. He was just another one of the members of the friend group to you. Yes, you two were closer in nature – calling each other the best of friends within the industry – but Mingyu did not want to risk that closeness just because of a selfish crush.
The repression of his feelings was also met with other things. Mingyu was a very loving man. He needed to express his love to everyone around him or he would physically explode (Okay, not really, but he swore that's what it felt like to him). He had a loving family to tend to by taking care of them financially and spending every waking minute away from work with. He had his thirteen best friends to shower with playful affection during and out of work. He had his 97-liners to play around with in between work schedules. What he did not have, however, was that one person who was his and only his. Someone to give the type of love that you reserve for only that one special person in your life.
Mingyu found himself seeking this person out since the beginning of time. Many would call Mingyu a womanizer or a player due to the high volume of relationships he had been involved in during his life. It wasn't like that, however. Not at all. Mingyu would date a girl he liked, would be happy with her, but would ultimately realize that the spark he was looking for was not there, causing him to regrettably end the relationship. He was often met with curses directed his way, but he felt it was best to try and end it amicably if he did not see a future there.
His most recent relationship had been with a former staff member. She was funny and sweet, and also pretty easy on the eyes. They got along very well when she first got assigned to Mingyu as part of his personal team. It started as a friendship, but it didn't take long for Mingyu's hopeless romantic tendencies to seek her out in a romantic way, something to which she obviously agreed to immediately. Mingyu had no issue getting women on his side. He had never dealt with rejection all his life. Being handsome, talented, funny, and even rich from a young age, it was rare to be met with anything but enthusiastic responses left and right. The relationship did not end amicably, however. Mingyu should've known better than to date someone who technically worked for him. I mean, he had been through this before (with one stylist, one MNET staff member, and a former Pledis recruiter to be specific), so he should've known by now that mixing business with pleasure was a bad idea. But his romantic tendencies couldn't be helped. He had too much love to give, and no one to give it to.
In the big year of 2023, Mingyu had found himself in five different relationships, all ranging in length.
His longest one had been three months, and it had been with a fellow idol whose name he'd rather keep to himself. Despite his friendly and easy-going demeanor, the relationship had ended terribly. He had realized three months in that he did not feel as strongly about her as she did him, choosing to try and end it on friendly terms. As per usual, his proposal to end it was met with curses and threats. It couldn't be helped, Mingyu was a catch, and his usual switch up in feelings (reasonably) stirred up feathers any time he realized he hadn't found the spark he was looking for in the respective relationship.
After that, Mingyu took a quick break from relationships, only to rebound with a random girl he met at a quiet pub in Seoul. One NDA later and he had her in his bed for a few weeks after that, only ending it after he got his head out of the gutter and focused on more the more important things aspects of his life once more. And the cycle repeated.
Throughout all of this, you didn't leave his mind for too long. From one relationship to another, a glimpse of your name would always be imbedded in his brain as he apologized to whichever girl he was with at the time, regretfully letting them know that he just didn't see it going further; that he was looking for someone something else. Despite having known you for a few years now, his feelings were still there. They had been in the back-burner for a while, but they'd resurface every once in a while. It made him feel guilty every single time, specially now that you had been in a relationship for a while.
Yes. You were in a relationship, which was one of the main reasons why Mingyu found himself serial-dating (and maybe sleeping around a bit, sans any involvement of feelings) more than usual this year.
You'd only been with that guy for eight months. It had started at the end of last year. Being best friends, you had let Mingyu know about the entirety of it. From your first meeting, to your first time holding hands, even to your first time sleeping together. It had been hell on Mingyu's side. He was in love with you; had been for years, and now he had to deal with watching you deliver your love to someone who was not him all while he watched from the sidelines, with a fake supportive smile that could never leave his face. The skill he had at hiding his feelings for you was truly unmatched. No one, not even his closest friends, knew about his feelings. Okay, there were a few exceptions, a few slips of the tongue when he was drunk and thinking of you a bit too much. Damn you, Jeon Wonwoo and Lee Seokmin for having been present that fateful night in which you'd texted him letting him know you'd be busy til the morning, excited that that night was the night you'd finally stay over at your boyfriend's for the first time. That had been a new low for Mingyu. He hadn't felt such a huge pit in his stomach as he did that day, knowing you'd be sleeping in the safety of someone else's arms (or doing much worse) while he pined for you in a tiny bar across the city.
That was more or less the time in which be had started dating around again. No matter his busy schedule, he needed his heart filled (and occasionally, his bed too). Unfortunately for him, that hollow in his heart could only be filled by you. His crush had been in the back-burner, sure, but it had never truly left him. The time you spent together was very scarce, as you two worked very busy idol schedules, but he cherished it immensely. Nothing truly compared to the relationship he had with you. The way you understood him and just fulfilled everything he could ever want in a girl was unmatched. He tried to keep these thoughts at bay, but every time he saw you made them resurface.
It had been a while since you two last each other. You were just returning from your tour, while he and his group prepared for theirs. The two of you kept up with each other through text almost on a daily basis, so he was surprised to see you as he walked the Hybe hallways, having been certain you were scheduled to arrive two days from now. These thoughts were put aside, however, the moment you spotted him and ran to him, pulling him in a hug. How was he not supposed to be enamored when you were so physically affectionate? When you felt so perfect in his hold? Other similarly delusional thoughts invaded his mind as he held you. Did you come back early to see him? He had told you he was leaving on his own tour soon, so maybe you wanted to catch him before he left. Had he been your first stop upon your return? I mean you were walking along the same hallway as Seventeen's practice room, surely you had been looking for him, right? His questions were answered almost immediately upon releasing you from his arms.
'Gyu! Missed you so much. God, it's been so long. How long has it be-'
'A month', it had been a whole month since you'd seen each other. Almost to the day. He had felt your absence very clearly.
'Too long. Hate that you're going on tour soon too,' you threw him a pout, one that made him feel that maybe you meant it; that you'd miss him as much as he did you.
He was feeling melancholic lately for some reason. His feelings were heightened by your sudden presence.
'Only going to Japan for two weeks. It's fine, you'll have me back soon.'
'Promise?'
'Yeah, baby, I pinky promise,' he'd take you with him given the chance, 'How come you're here earlier?'
'Oh! My boyfriend's sister has an engagement dinner this week. He insisted I go, so I asked if I could come back a bit earlier since we were already done with tour.'
'Oh. Have you been to see him yet?', was that too obvious a question? He wanted some salvation that maybe he took at least a bit of priority over that guy.
'Nope. Wanted to stop by and see you first! I wasn't sure when you were leaving, so I didn't wanna risk meeting you.'
All in life was restored now. This was all he needed to hear to ignite the spark once again. Okay, maybe a bit dramatic, but being Mingyu, he could feed himself for a month with the scraps you were throwing at him.
'Missed me that much?', he gave you a boyish smile, teasing you but with some hidden hope on the side.
'Shut up. You're so annoying. You're my one remaining friend. Everyone else is gone on tour! God, I hate touring season. If you don't come back by the end of the month, I swear to God ...'
'I'll be back soon, don't worry. You have your guy to keep you company anyways.'
'Hah, yeah .. Well, uhm. I should probably go see him, actually. Call me later, though? We can go for a coffee or something. You know, before you leave and everything. When is that, by the way?'
You seemed a bit awkward at the mention of your boyfriend, despite you having even mentioned him earlier, but Mingyu chose to let it slide. It's not like he liked remembering his existence anyway.
'Thursday. You still have me for three days.'
'Three?? Shit. Okay, so you absolutely should call me tonight, then. We'll hang out one of these days, okay? Promise me.'
'You don't have to convince me, but okay. Pinky?'
You giggled, putting up your pinky to hook with his. This was a tendency of yours, born out of an inside joke Mingyu had already forgotten about, but you'd always pinky promise each other things. It was kind of your own personal thing, despite it seeming a bit childish for your age.
Pulling away, you said a final goodbye before threatening once more about calling you, saying you'd be seeing him off before he left. He agreed (obviously) and went on with his day, looking forward to hanging out with you one-on-one after being deprived of you for two months, while also cursing your shared company for scheduling you away from each other back to back.
~
The two of you only spoke on the phone for a few minutes, agreeing that you'd meet for coffee the following morning before heading to your specific schedules – the perks of working at the same company. You'd also agreed on having him over the following night for a few drinks as you bid him farewell on his short-lived Japan tour. Despite your boyfriend's dinner falling on that same day, you assured him that you'd be done on time to spend the night drinking with him; playing catchup. You'd usually invite some of the other members of the 97 squad, but most were busy, and seeing as you'd be meeting in your home, there was no need for more people in order to prevent scandal. There had already been a few instances in which the public believed you two to be dating, which was why you'd never hang out alone while in public.
Although most of the media had already gotten used to seeing the two of you together, knowing you were friends, there was still an entire subsection of your fans who believed there might be more there. As much as Mingyu wished for it to be true, he also felt bad for the scrutiny those dating rumors gave you. He'd be willing to fight for you if the occasion ever arose, but you'd need to at least look his way for that to happen; something that he was still working on.
'Hi, Gyu! Sit, I got your usual.'
You had been sitting by a window at the Hybe cafeteria when he walked in. He had to get to the building a bit earlier in order to make time to see you, but the decision between sleeping an extra hour or getting to hang out with you before he left was a given for him.
'Hey, baby. Thanks.'
'Sooo. Anything new? What did I miss while I was gone?'
He chuckled at your inquiries. You were always very interested in his life, always keeping up with everything he had to share. It was cute, really. Made him a bit delusional at times too. He'd imagine a different scenario; one in which you'd be laying in bed together at night, going over your respective days as you allowed slumber to take over.
'Nothing much. Had a comeback. I kinda told you about everything as it happened. You called me almost every other night.'
It was true. You were kind of attached to the hip by now, communicating with Mingyu as much as you could. He sometimes wondered if that was the case with your actual boyfriend.
'Hmm. Okay. No new girls then?'
Ah. Okay, that was an area of his life he didn't really touch with you. He didn't want to give you the wrong impression. How was be supposed to explain his dating habits without you thinking he just gave it up to everyone? (Which he kind of did). There was no way for him to talk his way through it without revealing his feelings for you.
'Anyway. How's things with your guy? Ready for the dinner thingy tomorrow?
'Nice segway, Gyu', you chuckled at his evasion, 'Uh, yeah I guess. I bought a new dress and everything. Haven't had a chance to meet his family til now.'
'You don't seem too enthusiastic. Trouble in paradise?', he knew that you knew he wasn't a fan of your boyfriend, but he also knew you weren't aware of the real reason why.
'It's not that, just ... I don't know. We've been, uh, arguing a bit more for a while', you looked a bit dejected as you said it, eyes on your drink instead of him.
'Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-'
'No, it's fine, Gyu, really. It's nice to be able to talk about it. It's just- I've been bugging you about my relationship since before it even started, I felt kinda embarrassed to bring this up. And I know you don't really like him. I just didn't want to make you uncomfortable.'
Well, that all checked out. He would always evade any conversation about your romantic life, despite how frequently you brought up your boyfriend. It had stopped after a while, however. You had probably caught up on his lack of enthusiasm whenever you'd bring him up. It made him feel guilty that you'd actively hold back from airing your grievances to him, though. Had he been that obvious with his disdain for the subject?
'No, fuck. I'm sorry. You can always talk about it with me. Just .. been going through some stuff of my own, that's all. What's been going on? You can tell me. Always', he grabbed your hands across the table to offer you some comfort.
'Really? What's wrong, Gyu? You know you can talk to me too, right?'
He knew. He just couldn't bring himself to. Not yet. Maybe someday he'd be ready to risk the friendship and tell you, but for now he wanted to enjoy you by his side in whichever way you were willing to give yourself to him.
'It's nothing, don't worry about it,' he offered you a soft smile, rubbing his thumbs reassuringly on the back of your hands, 'Now tell me, what's up?'
'It's just ... He's been a bit pushy lately? We got into a fight about his sister's engagement dinner. He was mad I couldn't come, so I had to fix my schedule to make it. Management got mad at me about it too. God, I just don't know how to juggle both things, Gyu. I'm too busy, I- How do you do it?'
'Me? I'm the worst person you can ask. I haven't been in a serious relationship in years. And it doesn't matter anyway. It's not about me.'
He wanted to go back to what you first said. Were you having issues with your boyfriend? He didn't want to relish on it, but he always saw something in him he didn't like. Getting in the way of your career was in no way okay in Mingyu's book. Who did he think he was?
'It's not your fault you're busy. He knew what he was getting into dating an idol,' he continued, 'You shouldn't let him feel like he can get in the way of your career. There's so many guys out there who would understand and support you.'
Like him, for instance. He was an idol too, after all. He knew the struggle of dating in this medium all too well. No one would understand you the way he did. He wanted to scream it out for everyone to hear.
'Yeah, I know you're right. I know. It's just- it's been so hard to find someone. We're 26, Gyu. I'm ready for the long run. This is the longest relationship I've ever had. I know it hasn't even been a year, but I know I want to settle down someday soon. I ... I really like him, Gyu. What do I do?'
It felt like a punch in the gut. He enjoyed being in denial, pretending like your current boyfriend was just a placeholder while the real deal – Mingyu – came along, but that plan wouldn't really work unless you were also on board. So now he was forced to face reality and give you some friendly advice. It was too bad he liked you so much, because he couldn't help himself in giving you genuine advice instead of attempting to sabotage your relationship as any other reasonable person would.
'Try to talk it out with him. I mean, he should know by now how busy your schedule is, but sometimes it's hard for people to really understand. Tell him your issues and let him tell you his. Communication is the best thing you can do.'
Damn him for being so emotionally smart and in touch with his feelings. He did not want to do your boyfriend any favors, but he prioritized your happiness over his own stupid feelings. It was a catch 22, except he always ended up making the desicion that favored your happiness the most.
'Yeah ... you're right, Gyu. Thank you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to turn this into couple's counseling. I'll shut up about my relationship now, okay? Let's, uh, talk about your comeback. Wanna record a tiktok with me before you leave?'
He decided to let you rest from what was probably a very stressful subject for you at the moment. Likelihood was that you'd keep him updated on it sooner or later. So, he chose to play along with you instead and change the subject, now finally catching up with you as he ignored your boyfriend's existence, pretending in his head that this wasn't just the platonic hangout you intended it to be, but something more.
The next day came sooner than anticipated. Mingyu's days always had a tendency of blending together whenever he had a comeback. Being an idol, he had to get used to the hectic nature of the job, even growing to enjoy it at some points.
The two of you had agreed to meet at 8-ish. You had told him that your boyfriend's sister's dinner was more of a brunch than an actual dinner, that you'd call him up at some point to let him know you'd be home to receive him into your abode for some drinks.
He didn't think too much of it when it turned into 8:00 and you hadn't called him. When time passed until 8:30, he began to wonder if something happened, but decided against contacting you. It was at about 9:15 that he finally received a text from you apologizing for your delay and letting him know that he could stop by whenever, that you had food and drinks ready for him waiting for his arrival. Once again, he decided not to question the delay, simply being content that he'd get some one-on-one time with you before he left for two grueling weeks for the Japan leg of his tour.
You welcomed him as per usual; with a tight hug and a peck on the cheek. He never thought much of it, but still always relished on it. Conversation flew as usual for the first thirty minutes, with Mingyu telling you stories of things that had happened with his members during your absence, but he could sense you weren't at your best. Asking was still not something he felt like doing, however. He didn't want to intrude in case you didn't feel like talking about it, and he also didn't want to hear about your relationship again. It was selfish, but there was only so much a man could take. Usually when you had an issue you would just tell him, so he chose to just let you take the reins. Your communication with each other was always very seamless, which was why he wasn't surprised when you finally brought it up a few moments after the thought flew through his mind.
'Sorry I'm a bit off today, Gyu', you chuckled, nursing your second beer of the night.
'Couldn't even tell, don't worry about it,' that was a bit of a lie, but he didn't want you to feel badly on top of whatever was going on on your side of things.
'Don't lie to me. You read me better than anyone.'
It was said in a lighthearted tone, but he knew you were right. He was always able to get a perfect read on you. He knew you, and you knew him in the way any pair of best friends would (sorry, Wonwoo).
'Okay, what's up? Did something happen at the brunch?'
You groaned dramatically, letting yourself fall back on the recline of the couch.
'Okay, so that's a yes ... Wanna talk about it?'
'Is it okay if I do? I'm sorry, I know I said I'd stop, but, it's kinda important this time.'
That piqued his interest. And not in a good way.
'We, uh, we're taking a break.'
Oh.
Admittedly, that really caught Mingyu off guard. For the entirety of your relationship with your boyfriend (even during the talking stage), you had never informed Mingyu of any problems between the two of you until yesterday, when you brought up his insistence at your return from tour, along with the frequent of arguments with him. You'd been the picture-perfect relationship in the eyes of anyone who was privy to your personal life, which was yet another reason why Mingyu always avoided speaking about your romantic life. Bitterness was something Mingyu rarely felt, but your relationship always brought it out in him. He also had always had a feeling about your boyfriend. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just knew. Regardless, hearing that things weren't only not going well, but even going badly enough to require a break, surprised him.
'Oh, I- Fuck, I'm sorry. You should've told me. Fuck, I feel like a dick just talking about some stupid story about Vernon when you're dealing with this. What- what happened?'
'It's fine, Mingyu, really. It's not that big of a deal, I .. I kinda saw it coming,' you certainly didn't seem heartbroken, but you still looked dimmer than usual.
'Do you wanna talk about it?', he scoot up to sit closer to you, knees now touching as you faced each other on the couch.
'It was what you'd expect. I tried to talk to him about my schedule; how I can't just drop my job for things that aren't that important, like some random brunch. He took it personally. He even picked a fight in front of his family. God, it was so embarrassing. It, uh, it ended up with me asking him for some space.'
'Oh ... Baby, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you to talk to him on an important day like that. That was terrible advice from me, I'm sorry.'
'No, Gyu. It's fine! You were right. I needed to talk to him. I thought he'd understand, but I guess I misread him. I- I don't know what's gonna happen. It was a pretty big argument. He brought the argument all the way back to his apartment once the brunch ended. That's why I was late tonight. Fuck, I don't even know if we're broken up.'
'What did you say? What did he say?', he felt like a teenage girl snooping for details in his friend's relationship, but he genuinely felt bad. Had his constant wishful hopes for you two to break up cause this? No, that was stupid. But he still felt bad for not having been too supportive of the relationship despite being your best friend.
'He said that if I'm not willing to prioritize his family, then he didn't see much of a future. I told him that my job didn't even give me the privilege prioritize my own family, so he'd have to wait for things to get less hectic for me. He didn't like that, so he started to get agitated ... He scared me a bit, so I told him we should just take a break away from each other. He, uh, he just told me to get out after that.'
Jesus Christ. Had you been bottling this up since he got here? He felt like a terrible friend for making you feel like you couldn't talk to him about it. Yeah, maybe he had prayed for the day you'd finally break up, but now that it was (maybe) here, he felt like he had been the cause of your sadness. Except you didn't look too sad; more so disappointed.
'I- I'm so sorry,' he went to hold you against him, 'Had you been keeping this to yourself this whole time? Fuck, you should've cancelled on me. I would've understood. Are you okay? Never mind, of course you're not. I, shit, How can I help you? What do you need?'
You giggled against his chest at his rambling, something that made his heart swell despite the circumstances.
'I'm fine, Gyu, I promise. I didn't wanna make our last night together before you leave about him. I know I said I like him a lot, but .. honestly, I saw a different side of him tonight. I do feel a little sad; like I wasted my time for the past year I've known him, specially these past eight months, but I know my worth. Besides, all I wanted tonight was to drink with you. Being with you always makes me feel better.'
Oh. Oh.
How did you expect him not to read into things when you said something like that? It was like you were screaming at him to make you his. And he wanted to. God, did he want to.
Instead he reached over the coffee table in front of your couch, grabbing another pair of bottles of soju before gesturing to you.
'Well, if it'll make you feel better, I can't really argue against it, can I?', and with that, he opened both bottles, handing you one as the two of you swung them with no cares in the world.
It was quite common for the two of you to drink together. Granted, you'd usually be accompanied by either the 97s or some of his own members, but if you felt like drinking with him would help you forget about your (hopefully) ex, then so be it.
~
Only about an hour passed by the time you were both tipsy.
The subjects of conversation varied a lot, from fun fan interactions during your tour, weird moments in interviews, fights with your group mates, to some more personal stuff.
You were currently playing a tipsy version of 20 questions, or at least that's what it seemed like as you took turns to question the other. Nothing was off the table.
'Soooo, who's the last girl you hooked up with?'
'Oh, I, uh-'
'I know you don't like to talk about your relationships to me, which I don't really get by the way,' you said in a jokingly scolding tone as you dug your finger accusingly in his chest, 'but cmon. Tell meee.'
He remained a silent, but blubbering mess. Did you mean hook up, or relationship? There had been multiple instances of both which you had been unaware of until now.
'Was it Nayeon? Seokmin said you dated an idol for a few months,' you giggled at his widened eyes.
'What? Seokmin? I'm gonna kill him- No! I never dated Nayeon. We're just friends, I-'
'Good. I never liked her for you.'
'Huh? What? Why not?'
Not that he was ever interested in her (They were just friends, truly!), but he was curious as to your reasoning.
'I don't know. Gut feeling?', you took another swing of your third soju bottle of the night, 'I've never really liked any of the girls you've been with. Is that mean of me?' the question was accompanied by a playful pout, which unintentionally drew his eyes to your lips.
'Why's that, baby?', he took the bottle from your hands, setting in on the table next to his. Suddenly he felt a bit less tipsy, sobering up at your unexpected bluntness.
'They just .. None have felt right for you. They're not good for you', you sounded like a petulant child as you said it, sitting up a bit, causing your body to lean further closer to his own, faces now closer than usual.
Oh? Did you-
'Do you-'
'Gyu', you breathed out.
Shit, when had you gotten so close?
'Y/N, I-'
'Shh. It's okay, Gyu. Right?', your eyes had slowly descended to his lips, making his own copy your movements.
By now you were basically on his lap, your face towering over his as he slowly nodded at your question, ready for you to finally close the gap but still gasping against you once the proximity had ceased to exist.
His moan against your lips couldn't be helped, nor could the way his arms wrapped around you, pulling you impossibly closer. The alcohol had not yet reached a point where it could rid him of his inhibitions, but had instead made his senses even more sensitive. Neither of you were lightweights, so Mingyu knew that the alcohol had boldened you more than anything. He thanked the courage it had given the both of you to finally end up here.
He gave you the best of him in his kiss, tongue swiping against yours almost immediately as he played with it. He toyed with your bottom lip, swallowing the moan that came as a result. You felt so soft against him; so sweet and delicate. There had been no night in which he didn't dream of your lips against his. The real thing had thrown him a curveball, making him unsure of what to do other than moan against your lips as his hands ran up and down your back.
You pulled away first, or well, tried to. Mingyu did a good job of following your lips with a whine, licking into your open mouth as he incited you into continuing the kiss. He was the one to break it next, only to pepper kisses along your neck, enjoying the feeling of your head being thrown back.
'Gyu ...'
'Please ... Just let me ...'
He felt bad kissing you like this when you had just (maybe?) broken up with your boyfriend, but he couldn't help himself. This was like dangling a meal in front of a starving man, asking him to please take a bite. There was no way for him to deny you when you had seeked him out first.
You disconnected his lips from your neck, looking into his eyes. Your expression let him know you were pondering your choices, eyes going from his eyes to his lips. He whined against you as you decided to attack him with yet another kiss, this time more vulgar in nature.
The two of you kissed for long enough for Mingyu to lose his sanity, finally taking initiative to carry you to your room, not once allowing you to disconnect your lips. The entirety of it was sensual, from the removal of your clothes to the feel of your lips against each other. You, lying in bed with only some thin panties and a tiny bralette to cover your intimate parts had him losing his mind. Was this real? Did he really have the girl of his dreams in bed, eyeing his almost nude body like she wanted to do very disrespectful things to him?
'Gyu ... Please, I need you.'
He finally leaned over you, allowing your most intimate parts to finally touch, only the two thin layers of your respective underwear separating you. Slowly, he dragged his length against your cunt, groaning at the way your nails dug onto his back as a result, with your own back arching. Your chest was pressed up against his, making him grow frustrated and ripping off your bra in order to feel your hardened buds drag against his chest as your hips connected.
Ungluing his body from yours, he finally dragged down your panties, taking a moment to look at the entirety of your nude body.
'You ... You gorgeous thing, fuck. Do you even know how perfect you are? Your body ... Jesus Christ. How do you not have people on their knees begging to be buried between your legs every single day?', his voice showed genuine frustration as he said this, getting down on his own knees and beginning to lick and suck at your thighs.
'I ... Just want y- you ... Want you just like this.'
'Like this, angel? On my knees, begging for cunt?'
His tongue itched for you, causing him to finally begin licking at your clit ever so lightly, groaning at the smell of your cunt.
'Ple- please! Gyu, I need ... You don't understand, I need you so-'
'I dont understand? Oh, baby ... I'm gonna break you .. Gonna make this cunt cry for me by the time I'm finished, don't you worry, angel.'
Those were the last words spoken by him before finally burying his face nose-deep into your cunt. His cries and groans against your warmth couldn't be helped. He had no control over himself as he dove in and gave you everything he had to offer. Your cries and grinds against his face were not helping things at all. His own hips ground against the mattress as he took in all your pretty sounds of pleasure. Causing you to lose your mind like this made him lose his own tenfold. He had wanted nothing more than to make you his ever since that fateful day in which he turned the TV on back in the green room and saw you dancing on stage. His crush had haunted him for too many years, taunting him upon your first meeting and up to this very moment. But karma had finally smiled his way. He wasn't sure what he'd done in order for karmic retribution to gift you to him, but he'd do it over and over again if it meant he could keep you all to himself.
'Oh, Gyu ... Feel so good. Shit, so fucking good. I- God, pl- please don't stop!'
Oh. You were so ... You wanted him to cum in his pants, didn't you? That had to be why you insisted on sounding so damn pretty when moaning his name.
'Keep moaning my name, beautiful. W- wanna hear you, fuck, please,' he begged against your sopping cunt, 'Nd grind that pretty pussy against me. Use my nose, my tongue, anything, just ... Wanna feel that tiny little cunt cream all over my face.'
His words also seemed to have some type of effect on you. You began to push his head against you in an uncontrolled manner, crying in high-pitched whines that made his own eyes roll back. He knew he'd cum like this. He couldn't even be embarrassed by the thought. Cumming because a beautiful girl – you of all people? – was crying his name so prettily? Using his face to stimulate your cunt with no care in the world? The simple thought would've had him creaming his boxers.
Then he made the dire mistake of looking up.
You wanted him dead. If he wasn't sure before, he was now. Your mouth was open while your eyes were crossed, nose scrunched up at the pleasure. There was not a single thought behind those eyes. You were clearly lost to the pleasure. One of your hands was buried in his hair while the other toyed at your hardened buds. He made a mental note to lavish your breasts with attention whenever he was given the chance. He'd always dreamed of making you cry as he abused your tits with his tongue for hours on end. So many ideas were cruising through his mind at what he wanted to do to you. But these thoughts were interrupted by your loudest cry of the night, followed by warm cream invading his senses. His orgasm against your bedsheets followed immediately after.
The taste of your cream and the sound of your voice had forced him into his own orgasm. He made sure to let all his groans of pleasure land right against your cunt, as he was unable to stop licking at you even after your orgasm had ended. You whined at him a bit until he finally allowed you to push him away, letting out a whine of his own at the separation. The two of you stared at each other for a bit before he lost all control again, jumping on you as he shoved his tongue in your mouth. The kiss was extremely filthy; just an absolute mess of tongues as he gave you as much of your own essence as he could. He even went as far as begging you to stick out your tongue so he could spit on it, but growing too distracted and sucking on it with his own instead. His hands went crazy along your curves, not knowing where to stay as he found a new favorite spot to touch every few seconds.
His thoughts were once again interrupted by you, as you allowed your hands to find way to his dick, which was somehow hard again after just a few minutes of disrespecting your mouth with his tongue. He opened his own mouth against yours, groaning when you licked into his tongue as your hands sped up on his cock. He'd let you have as much fun with his body as you wanted. You didn't even have to ask, he'd just give you anything with no question.
'Want it in my mouth, Gyu ... Fuck. I- I've been dreaming about it ... Please let me have it in my mouth?'
That was the moment his brain stopped functioning, head falling into the crook of your neck as he cursed you out.
You ... You'd dreamt of his cock ... in your mouth? You wanted to choke on his dick? Wanted him to lose his mind as you looked up at him with those pretty eyes all while he disrespected your throat? You were begging for it? Oh ... Oh, fuck.
'Gyu?'
'A- anything ... God, I'll give you anything, just ... Yes! Please ... Wanna fuck that pretty mouth, baby, please? I'll give it to you. Just ... just never beg me like that again, okay? Can't ... can't hear you beg.'
That seemed to pique your interest.
'Oh? Why not, baby? What if i wanna beg for your cock to bruise my throat? What if ...' you pressed your lips to his ear, '... I wanna beg to bounce on your cock until I cry? Am I not allowed?'
'Angel ... God, please ...'
'Can I have your cock now, baby?'
He nodded as your lips overtook his, whining at the bare thought of your lips wrapped around him. Which is what came next, but not without some teasing from you. You kissed down his body, sucking and licking at your favorite parts before finally landing on his aching cock.
It was sensitive from his previous orgasm, but you didn't care, simply choosing to lightly suck and lick at his tip, dragging your tongue along the vein ever so slowly. You took mercy on him after a few minutes of teasing, finally taking the whole thing into your mouth like an expert. You bobbed at a slow and sensual speed, eyes constantly on his as you did it. Eventually you gave him the green light to cant his hips against your mouth, making him throw his head back at the vibrations from your moans. The sight of your eyes crossed in pleasure also didn't help matters. Once more, he found himself cumming embarrassingly fast, groaning again when you swallowed as much of his load as you could muster.
He brought you up to sit on his lap, caressing your body tenderly as he thanked you for being so so good to him. You seemed exhausted, so he made sure to clean you up before tugging you under his covers, joining you soon after.
The two of you laid against each other, shy and tender touches being the only thing you could do to each other in your tired states.
'Gyu ... Thank you for being with me tonight. Thank you for taking care of me.'
God, you were adorable.
With a kiss on your nose, he responded, 'I'm always here for you, you know that. Thank you for being so ... so perfect for me, angel.'
'Shut up ...', you whined as you buried your face in his chest out of embarrassment.
'Sleep, angel. Let me hold you in my arms as you sleep.'
The next morning, the two of you woke up a mess of limbs. Today was the day in which Mingyu was meant to get on a plane and head to Japan for the next two weeks. But his mind wouldn't allow him to disconnect from you. You were so warm and soft in his hold. He'd need a whole army to pry him away from your touch.
Just in that moment, you turned to look at him, hand softly landing on his cheek upon realizing he was awake. He leaned against your touch, relishing in the soft way you caressed him.
'Gyu ... Last night ...'
'It was a dream ... You were so beautiful. You're so beautiful, angel. Made me feel so good.'
His smile wouldn't leave his face. He wanted to wax poetic at you, tell you how in love with you he was, but he didn't want to scare you away just yet.
'You don't regret it?', you were pouting at him, head tilted in a questioning manner.
'I'd never regret you.'
'Oh ... That's ... Sorry I jumped you like that. I .. I don't regret it either. I was afraid maybe you were just humoring me.'
'Of course not. It was all real for me. Was, uh, was it real for you too?'
You smiled at him, pulling him in for a quick peck, 'Of course it was, Gyu. It was so .. it was perfect. I just, fuck, I feel ... I need to call him.'
You ... You were thinking of him? He thought he'd be out of the picture the moment your lips landed on his. Why was he even in your mind?
'Call him? Wh-'
'I need to officially break up with him. We never actually broke up. I need to tell him .. I don't want to carry this in my conscience. No break, just need to end it officially.'
'Oh. I thought-'
'No, Gyu. There's ... There's no choice between the two of you. It's you,' you paused with a sigh, 'but I just need to talk to him. I don't want to be a cheater. I need to end it before anything else happens.'
You seemed to feel guilty at the thought of going back to him, but Mingyu understood. He didn't want to get in the way of something you felt like you had to do in order to clear your conscience. He had waited for you for years, he could wait for another week or so to officially have you in his arms.
'I understand, angel. Don't worry. I'll wait as long as you need.'
Your sigh in relief was all he needed to hear to know his feelings were mutual. The two of you wanted the same thing.
'Thank you, Gyu, really. It's all such a mess right now, but I promise it'll all be settled by the time you get back.'
He groaned at the mention of his absence. He finally got you and now not only did you have to deal with your ex while he was gone, but he couldn't have you in his arms again for at least another week. Life was laughing at him once more.
'Fuck. I need to get ready, angel.'
'Yeah. I'll get dressed and let you get ready. I'll see you at Hybe later?'
He hummed, 'Wanna kiss me goodbye?'
'Shut up and get dressed, Gyu.'
~
Your goodbye had been quick, seeing as you'd already given him the best farewell gift last night. You bid him goodbye with the promise that you'd update him on your conversation with your ex as soon as it concluded. He left with the promise that he'd think of nothing but you until his return. He was yet to make you privy of the gravity of his feelings, but he was happy to know that you felt similarly to him, wanting to pursue something with him despite having been only best friends this whole time.
The days passed naturally, with a few performances taking up his time and keeping him occupied. Thoughts of you did not leave his mind, however. There had been no updates on your situation with your ex for the first week, nor had the two of you spoken too much. You were preparing for a comeback and he was busy with the short Japanese leg of his tour. The two of you had too many prior engagements to really indulge in what had happened the day of Mingyu's departure, which was something that kept him up at night. Neither of you had made mention of it in your texts to one another thus far. He was scared that his window was closing. You wouldn't do that to him, would you? Or did you think he was just trying to get his dick wet? People did assume Mingyu was a serial dater, dating women and immediately dropping them. Had he used you in a vulnerable moment? Fuck. All these thoughts kept his mind running like crazy.
He just needed you to bring it up first, then he could finally get some clarification on the current state of your relationship. All he wanted was to hear something of substance from you following your separation, but there had been nothing he could cling to thus far.
It wasn't until the eighth day of his stay in Japan that he finally received the first phone call from you. Not a text, but finally a verbal form of communication.
'Hello?'
'Baby! Hi! How have you been?'
'Hi, Gyu. I'm good. How's everything going? Having fun?'
'Yeah. Miss you, though. Uh, been waiting for you to call, actually. Didn't wanna be pushy or anything. Fuck, sorry. I'm being pushy right now, aren't I?'
'No, Gyu. It's fine. I actually did call you about that ...'
'Oh. Did you ... did you talk to him?'
'Yeah. I just got back from his place. It took me a while to reach him, but, uh, yeah, we spoke.'
You were being evasive, he could tell. The myriad of possible reasons as to why had his heart racing. He was never one to feel nerves around a girl, but you were the sole exception. He'd always been secure of your friendship, but every time his feelings for you would invade his mind – just like right now – he would panic and not know how to work his way through a simple conversation.
'How did it go?'
'He kissed me.'
Oh.
He had no response for that. He knew he should've expected something like this. I mean, what kind of man would let one argument get in the way of being with you? Except there had been a Mingyu-shaped obstacle in the way now, and he was not planning to get out of the way. It still made his heart drop, however. The thought of his lips on yours after Mingyu had finally claimed you as his made a frown find a way onto his face.
'I'm sorry, Gyu. He did it as soon as he let me in. I guess he wanted to try and make up for the fight with sex, or something. I stopped him, though', you sighed, 'I told him it was over. That it had been for a while. He put up a fight, begged for me to say, but I couldn't do it. Not after what we did ... It was horrible, Gyu.'
'I'm so sorry. I can't imagine. I wish I'd been there for you, I should've taken the brunt of it, I-'
'I didn't bring you up', you interrupted, 'It felt mean and disrespectful. We were still technically together when we slept together. I- I couldn't do that to him.'
'Oh. I ... I understand, angel. It's okay, it's over now. Now we can move on together. It's okay if it takes you a while, I'll wait.'
A few seconds passed until he heard a response from you.
'Mingyu ... What are we doing? I can't do this to you, I- I can't get you involved in my mess like this. I'm sorry I made you an accomplice to my cheating. I care about you so much. I didn't mean to use you when I was just sad and vulnerable.'
'You .. you what? Baby, it's nothing like that! You didn't cheat, you weren't together. I don't care about any of that, you know that!', it was difficult for him to not get exasperated right away. Where was this coming from?
You were clearly getting emotional too. He could hear your sniffles and the dejected tone of your voice.
'I can't make you my rebound, Mingyu. I love you too much to do that to you. You're my best friend.'
There were those two words again. Best friend. He wanted to be your best friend until the end of time, but he wanted more. He truly thought he was more than that to you by now.
'I love you. So much. Please. We- we can't do this over the phone, okay? Please, just ... don't make any rash decisions like this. I'll be back in four days. Can I come see you? Can we talk about this?'
He didn't care how desperate he sounded as he plead to you. There was still hope that he could talk to you and make you understand how he felt. He hadn't given himself the chance to even try yet; life kept getting in the way. And he was sure you felt the same. The way you felt against him, your cries of his name, your sweet smile as he held you in his arms in the aftermath ... None of that could have been just due to a pesky rebound. No, it was all real, he knew it.
'Yeah, Gyu, okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put all this onto you. I'll see you when you're back, okay? I'm taking a few days off before our comeback begins. You can just come to my house whenever you're back in Seoul.'
'Yeah, I .. I'll do that. Goodnight, angel. I love you.'
'Love you too, Gyu.'
The next few days without any communication from you had been absolute hell for Mingyu. He knew it was for the best; to not plague your mind with any more thoughts of him. You needed time on your own so that you could think. Mingyu, on the other hand, could've used the opposite. He thought of you nonstop. Those four days felt like eternity. Even as he performed and hung out with his friends, thoughts of you never stayed away from his mind for too long.
When the day of his return finally arrived, Mingyu was a wreck. Somehow he had been able to keep his turmoil of emotions a secret from his members. It was for the best, he thought. Wishful thinking had him holding onto the hope that the first time he ever brought up the situation to his friends would be by the time you were officially his girlfriend. However, this meant that the only person privy to his scrambled thoughts was himself.
With no one to ask for feedback or advice on the situation, Mingyu decided to just head straight to you. He had been in love with you for years, he didn't need to rehearse his confession to you when he'd already gone over it in his head endlessly times through the years.
Arriving to your door had been the worst of it. The ringing of your doorbell was followed by the sole sound of his heart pounding right out of his chest at hearing faint steps getting closer from the opposite side of the door. His breath caught in his throat as soon as you opened it.
He had seen you in all states, – from glammed up to recently awoken, both equally as beautiful – but the heightened emotions of the situation made him see you with rose-colored glasses (even more rose-colored than the ones he already saw you with). He had missed you immensely, that much was obvious. You had been gone for a month and had spent the best night of his life with him, only for him to leave for another two weeks right away. He realized now how much he'd been craving you these past few weeks.
'Hi.'
'Hi, Gyu. Come in, please.'
The air felt heavy. It was too serious for Mingyu's liking, but he was willing to do anything to show you that that night had not been just a fluke caused by your recent break up, even if it meant a grueling conversation in which he detailed the intensity of his feelings for you.
You two remained standing near the door even after crossing the threshold into your home. He wished to remain close to you; not allow you any more distance than you'd already had these two weeks away from each other. He was ready to talk the moment you turned around from locking the door, facing him as he looked down at you. He had meant to speak before anything else, he really did. It wasn't his fault that he had miscalculated his distance, ending up almost trapping you against the door. It also wasn't his fault that you looked so pretty as you stared at him with your widened eyes. What was his fault, however, was the soft kiss that landed against your lips just mere moments later. You had been at fault too, as you returned the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as you allowed him to push you against the door.
The kiss heated up a bit, but remained tender and sensual. Tongues played with each other as you breathed into each other's mouths. His arms wrapped around your waist, palms flat against the arch of your back. You fit perfectly against him. He hadn't enjoyed your kiss to the fullest extent that fateful night. He hadn't kissed you with the love you deserved. It had all been a mess of passion and lust, unlike now, in such a tender moment that allowed him to relish on every single sigh against his lips.
It was when he finally ran out of breath that he first spoke up, faces still just mere inches away as his hooded eyes looked into yours.
'There's ... there's no way you could possibly believe that night didn't mean something,' be breathed, 'There's no way you haven't realized by now.'
'Realized what?', your breath was just as heavy, face tilted towards his as your lips remained within breathing distance of his.
'You really don't know?', his hands were running up and down your back, pressing you to his chest him with every swipe of them along the length of your back, 'I've been discreet, but .. you have to know, right?'
'Gyu, tell me. What don't I know?'
'How indescribably in love with you I am,' he whispered against your lips, swallowing your gasp.
'Were you playing dumb, angel? Making me watch you be with him as I waited for you to look my way? You must've felt it that night; the love I've been keeping under lock and key. You know, don't you, baby? You have to know.'
'Gyu, I-'
'I waited for you for so many years. Waited patiently for you. And then came him ... But even then, I waited, and .. fuck. You finally gave yourself to me. Only for you to call me a rebound? Was I a rebound, angel? Does this feel like a rebound to you?'
Halfway through his confession, he had begun to pepper kisses along the side of your neck, drinking in every single sigh of pleasure you let out. This wasn't exactly the speech he had envisioned himself giving you all these years, but you were soft and pliant in his arms as he accused you of playing dumb to his feelings, so things seemed to be working.
'N-no ... You're not a rebound, Gyu, I ... Fuck, you're everything to me.'
'Everything? Were you willing to throw your everything away just like that, then? Were you scared, angel? Scared of how much you felt that night?', he brought his lips back to yours, almost pressing them together but not really.
'Yes ... Gyu, I need ...', you chased for his lips, but he wouldn't give them to you so easily, no matter how badly he wanted to swallow any and all of your cries.
'I need to hear you say it. Need you to tell me.'
'I love you, Gyu', you gulped, eyes glassy and beautiful, 'That night ... wanted more. Needed more. I should- I should've broken up with him so long ago. The moment I began to compare him to you. He was nothing. He's nothing. I love you. I'm sorry, I didn't-'
He kissed you then, interrupting the rambles he had only ever dreamed of hearing from you. You'd thought of him? Wanted him to be the one holding you close at night? Had he known, he would've fallen to his knees the moment your heart opened up to him. He didn't care when your feelings for him began, he would've dropped everything in that moment to reciprocate.
'You wanted me? Were you waiting for me too, beautiful? Huh? Did you ache for me as I did you?' it was as if he'd burn if his lips strayed away from you further than a few measly inches. Every word was spoken against your mouth as you whined for his lips to find home against yours again.
'I need you .. Need you so fucking bad. Can I have you? Can I finally make you mine?'
This time you took control, dragging him down as you kissed him with everything you had to give, moaning affirmations against his lips. That's all he needed to wrap your legs around his waist and take you to your room once more. He had no time to waste. Knowing his feelings to be mutual was driving him insane, making his brain short circuit at all the implications behind your confession. Had you thought of him every night as he did you? Had these past two weeks been agony remembering every second of that night? If you felt even half as miserable as he did while aching for you to be his, then he truly needed to show you what he'd been wanting to give to you all these years.
He laid you on your bed, making quick work of your clothes as he unwrapped you, mouth watering at your nudity. His hands had their fun, feeling every soft inch of your body as his ears fed on every single whine whenever he'd pass by a particularly sensitive spot. His mouth was like a magnet the moment his eyes landed on your tits. His plan to make you cry as he abused your nipples with his lips had been on the back of his mind since that first night. He had wanted to go through with it now, but your cunt was begging for him just south from him, making him eventually get back on track.
You had been equally as desperate in getting his clothes off, feeling him up in a way that had him feeling filthy. Your desperation for him was making him lightheaded. The thought of being an object for your pleasure crossed his mind for a moment. His mind would've stayed there for a while had you not interrupted him with a whine of his name.
'Fuck me. Please, Gyu ... Need you so bad.'
'Angel, need to prepare you, just give me a min-'
'No! I'm ready, Gyu. I promise! Just .. please ...'
Fuck. He couldn't hold back if you looked at him with those eyes, quite literally begging for cock to impale the pretty pussy that he'd been aching to have against his tongue.
With one hand, he grabbed onto his aching cock, using his other hand to position your hips in order to give him perfect access to your cunt. He used his dominant hand to drag the tip of his cock against your swollen clit, groaning at the stimulation against his slit. You matched his reaction by arching your back against your bed, begging him to please put it in. He could only handle a little bit of teasing until his cock finally began to push through your walls. Your cunt gave resistance, but you insisted that the stretch was delicious, begging him to not hold back.
'Feel so good ... Fuck, Gyu, you're so big ...'
He didn't need any type of ego boost, but your soft sighs at his size made his mind go blank, causing him to speed up his entrance, swallowing a loud whine from your lips to his.
'O- oh, fuck! Baby ... you're so fucking tight, shit!', he had imagined the feeling of your walls wrapped around him ever since he could remember, but no dream he could conjure could compare to the reality of it.
You were off worse than him. Your mouth was open and your eyes rolled back. You were practically a limp doll, mewling at him to 'please give you more' every so often. He just couldn't hold back at the sight, giving you everything you wanted with every single thrust.
He pounded into you so animaliatically that the your moans had begun to be drowned out by the sound of the headboard slamming against the wall. It was like the room was shaking from the intensity in which he fucked you, but you wouldn't stop crying for more. Mingyu's ability to think had died the moment he kissed you, which added to the myriad of reasons why he was unable to stop ramming into you even as tears clouded his eyes. At some point, however, he finally snapped back into reality, deciding to go for an intense yet more mellow pace.
He wanted to enjoy you; to see you lose your mind on his cock. Your pretty eyes staring up at him with tears welling in them made him lower his face down to yours to give you a quick peck. You responded by putting one of your hands on his cheek (which had previously been dragging its nails deliciously across his back) to keep him close to you.
'L-love you so much', you hiccuped.
'Oh, angel ... You have no idea.'
He was close now. The mere affection behind your eyes had made him want to fill you up more than anything. And you seemed to be in the same state, as not even seconds later you began to beg him to let you cum.
'Angel, need you to cum with me, okay? Need that pussy strangling my dick, fuck. Please.'
'Gyu .. Gonna cum. Fuck. Come with me, please! Want you to fill me up so bad ...'
'I'll give it to you, angel. I'll give you anything you want. My beautiful girl.'
He pulled you even closer to him, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he felt you tighten up once more. His fingers had been toying with your clit the moment he suspected your orgasm was on its way, only accelerating the process. His load spurt inside of you the second your orgasm took over you, making him press his face even further into your neck whining as his hips went crazy against your cunt.
Your screams made him lose the tiny bit of sanity he had left, digging the soles of your feet into his back as you pulled him to meld with your body. The two of you shook against each other for a minute or so before you finally went limp. Mingyu immediately took action, positioning so you could cuddle into the bed. He'd worry about cleaning you up later (Maybe by taking you to your shower and burying his face between your legs). Now, he wanted to feel you pressed up against him as he caressed you and told you how badly he loved you.
You sat up a bit, although still being held in his arms, and looked attentively into his eyes.
'Angel?'
'I'm sorry, Mingyu .. I'm sorry I made everything so complicated. I didn't realize how much I liked you until that night and I was scared I had just used you without realizing it. I love you, I'm sorry.'
His heart swelled up at the confession. He already had a pretty clear idea of your feelings after the past hour of making love, but hearing a confession come from your lips had been something he had always dreamed of hearing.
'Shhh', he held you even tighter, 'I love you. There's nothing you could do to ever make me stop. If this is what needed to happen for us to be together, I'd go through it ten times over. Just wanted you to be mine.'
'I'm yours, Gyu. I promise.'
'Yeah? You know you can't get rid of me now, right?', he chuckled, 'If you thought I was touchy before, just you wait.'
'Shut up. You say that like it's a threat', you giggled against him, lightly smacking his chest.
'Don't say I didn't warn you.'
~
You spent the night holding each other and bantering in your bed. You finally spoke of everything surrounding your lives as of late, even touching on your feelings for one another and the respective gravity of them through the years. Mingyu felt embarrassed revealing the intensity of his own, but enjoyed the way you'd gasp and giggle at his commentary, so it was impossible for him to stop.
'Since pre-debut?? You really liked me since then?'
He cringed but laughed nonetheless, 'Yeah ... I don't know. I saw your debut stage and I just couldn't take my eyes off you. I kept up with your group after that until Jungkook introduced us.'
'Oh my god? Did Jungkook know? Did anyone?'
'Some of my members did, but I was discreet. You didn't like me back, so I didn't want to impose it on you.'
You frowned at that, 'Gyu, I-'
'Hey, it's okay. I got the girl now, didn't I? Took a while but now I get you forever. Nice trade off, I think.'
'Were you this nice to all those other girls?', you were teasing him now.
You'd merely laughed when he revealed his dating habits to you. The ones he kept hidden to ensure you wouldn't assume him to be some type of womanizer. You'd even coo'd at him upon hearing that it had all been to keep his mind off you, promising that you were now all his, so there was no need to ever look at another girl.
'Yah! Stop. They don't exist to me anymore. Just like no other man exists for you, yeah? Just me.'
'Yeah, Gyu. Just you', you sealed the unspoken promise with a kiss.
Keeping your relationship a secret had been entirely out of the question. The moment the two of you arrived to Hybe together that next morning, Mingyu had been unable to keep his hands off you. He didn't care if any artists or staff knew you were his (He wanted them all to know, actually). If he could, he would've even gone as far as letting the entire world know, but he wasn't quite ready to involve the two of you in a massive scandal.
Life had now become the perfect routine. He'd head to work to his dream job with his best friends, only being a few floors under the love of his live's workplace. It had taken him years, but he was finally exactly where he always wanted to be. He couldn't help but be reminded of that fact every time you stopped by his practice room to shower him with the affection he always wanted to give to you.
That young Mingyu watching you in the green room would've fainted at the mere thought of his current life.
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'Mingyu ...'
'Yeah?'
'Okay, first of all, personal space', you somehow managed to separate yourself from his tight hold.
You were currently sitting up against a mirror in seventeen's practice room. By some act of god, you and Mingyu always managed to somehow pay each other visits during the day. You'd befriended his members over the years, which meant that your presence was not uncommon even before you'd begun dating.
You had entered the room with plans to talk to Mingyu about something that had been bothering you for the past three months you'd been officially dating, except that your plans had been intercepted by the large man himself the moment he spotted you and dragged you to uncomfortably cuddle on the hard floor of the practice room. That's where you currently found yourself; hard floor digging against your ass as mingyu held you against him, keeping a hellish posture as the two of you laid back against one of the many mirrors in the room.
'Is there something you wanna tell me? Maybe about your previous relationships ...'
That piqued his interest. You didn't say it with any type of anger in your voice. You simply wanted some confirmation on some suspicions that had recently arisen. You knew Mingyu had a bit of a past in the dating area (something which he never spoke about due to feeling embarrassed by it), but you didn't realize how far it went until you'd attended MNET last week, only to be received with dirty looks by a few of the female staff members. You hadn't realized that rumors of your relationship had begun to circle around the industry (not having entered the general public yet), meaning that many staff members at venues often visited by kpop idols were aware of the high possibility that the well-known 97-liner besties were now something more.
This should not have come as a negative thing. Contrary to popular belief, idol dating within the industry was never much of an issue. Idols kept it hush, and most staff members remained either unaware or were too professional (or scared of repercussions) to ever really do anything with that information. You, however, had now been on the receiving end of one too many angry faces headed your way. It had even gone as far as staff 'accidentally' spilling your drink or messing up the settings of your in-ear. It wasn't until you had heard from your own company's staff that Mingyu had frequented a few of the girls working at MNET that you realized the reason why a metaphorical target had been put on your head.
You'd wished that Mingyu would've prepared you for this. I mean, you would've warned him ahead of time if he ever were to interact one-on-one with one of your exes (though that was unlikely, as you did not share Mingyu's serial-dating habits even before your relationships), so you would've expected the same from him.
' ... What previous relationships?'
'Gyu! Don't play dumb. MMET staff? Really? Did you think it was a good idea to shit where you eat?'
'Oh, fuck. Did someone say something mean? Baby, I'm sorry, I-'
'You should've warned me before I walked in to work with three of your exes!', by now you had unglued yourself from him, legs still tangled but no longer leaning against each other.
You weren't truly mad. You really only found the situation ridiculous, but you had still wished you hadn't been so caught off guard like that
'I'm sorry! I didn't want you to think I was some time of .. whore. I did date around a lot, but it was never anything serious. I'm sorry, I'll tell you next time, okay, baby? Forgive me?'
He was such an idiot. Immediately pouting at you and pulling you back into his arms, knowing you weren't truly mad.
'Fine. But I swear to God, Kim Mingyu, if this happens again ...'
'Yes, Ma'am.'
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"baby~" you coo from beside him on the couch.
the corner of choso's lips lift slightly in response, but his eyes still focus on the screen of his phone.
"babe~" you call again. "cho~"
although your voice is the most beautiful sound he's ever heard in his life, your boyfriend grants you mercy and finally answers you.
"yes, baby?" he asks softly, eyes not leaving his phone but the small smile still on his face. he can't see the beautiful, but maniacal, grin on your lips.
"teach me how to give a blowjob~"
the tendons in his hand tighten, nearly cracking the poor device between his fingers. besides his entire body going rigid, his eyes lock onto yours, only to nearly lose himself in the look of lust in your gaze.
"y-you can't just ask that shit with a smile on your face!" your boyfriend sputters, cheeks and neck blooming with a harsh blush.
"but who else am i supposed to ask?" your question is just too pure and innocent for the look in your face, and yet, choso can't help but fall victim to you.
"fine, just-fine." he takes a tense breath before saying "sit."
with a little too much enthusiasm, you kneel on the floor between his legs, hands gently resting atop your thighs. you look like a doll to him, so eager to please and so pretty that his cock would twitch even if he didn't know what was going to happen next.
he runs a hand over his face.
"fuck, baby, don't look so eager." his deep voice is muffled behind his fingers.
you giggle. "can't help it."
"'kay, now—um—fuck." choso pinches his nose for a second, gathering his own courage to say, "you're gonna need, like, a lot of spit." while he speaks, your fingers dance across the waistband of his sweatpants, littering his v-line with goosebumps as you free his half hard cock from his boxers.
"it needs to be messy, yea?" you look up at him and lick your lips, coating them with a shine that.
he nods silently, jaw clenched.
"t-then, you're gonna wanna -fuck!" you don't let him finish when you take a lick against his tip. the rough texture of your tongue dulled by the coating of saliva you gathered across it. as you continue to pleasure him, he lets out a low groan of satisfaction, his grip tightening on the edge of the couch. the intensity in his eyes tells you that he's enjoying every moment, encouraging you to take him further down your throat.
"fuck." he whines, taking note of your comfortability, just like always. "breath through your nose."
your head bobs up, taking a breath through your nose now that your throat is clear. swirling the tip of his cock with your tongue, you tease him with slow, deliberate strokes. his hips buck involuntarily, a desperate plea for more. the taste of his precum on your tongue only fuels your desire to please him further.
"the tip-the tip, baby." your tongue pays special attention to the slit at the top of his pretty dick that's leaking absurd amounts of precum, and your boyfriend squeaked out a small, "yes, fuck."
as you continue to focus on pleasuring him, you eagerly comply with his request, intensifying your attention on the sensitive tip of his throbbing member. the combination of his desperate pleas and the taste of his precum drives you to further explore and satisfy him, ensuring his pleasure remains at the forefront of your mind.
"b-balls."
your manicured hands cup his balls. you gently massage and caress them, feeling their weight in your palms. the soft moans escaping his lips encourage you to continue, as you use the pads of your fingers and palms to fondle them.
"oh fuck."
it feels like a shame to waste your nails, so with one of them abandoning your boyfriend's sensitive balls, it creeps up to his v-line. You trace teasing circles along his v-line, feeling the shivers of anticipation ripple through his body. the combination of your delicate touch and the sensation of your nails grazing his skin heightens his arousal, making him tremble with desire.
the combination of all your minstrastions causes choso to buck against you, whimpering out obscenities as he jumbles out a warning of going to cum.
"fuck!" he whimpers as your lips release him.
spurts of cum fly into the air, landing in splats across choso's thighs, pants, and your hands as you lazily jerk him off.
the fucked out expression on his face and the mess he made of himself all because of your doing just made you crave him even more, so with one last move, you gave his angry, red, tip a soft lick, nearly causing him to cry in ecstasy.
when he calmed down, he gave you a look.
"you've done this before."
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IM (S)CREAMING
the guest room ━━ f. hargreeves
DISCLAIMERS. five and reader are AGED UP to 18. sub!five x softdom!fem!reader. smut, fluff, tw. wounds & blood. five and reader are married.
SUMMARY. after y/n was injured at the gala by one of the swedes, five, being the lovely husband he is, takes her back to elliott's place to take care of her. but little did he know that roles were going to be reversed. . .
FIVE PLACED A small kiss on Y/N's forehead after he cleaned up the small gash that was on the side of her head and put a bandage on.
Y/N peeled one of her eyes open and saw Five kneeled on the bed beside her.
She looked around at her surroundings and they looked to be in one of the guest rooms in the back of Elliott's place.
"Hello, Dr. Five," she grinned, reaching up to touch the weird feeling on her head until Five grabbed her hand and pulled it away with a small frown on his face.
"Don't touch it, what are you thinking? You're hurt."
"Sorry," Y/N laughed at his facial expression.
When Five was done fixing the tape, he gathered his materials and set them on the nightstand that was beside the bed. Y/N then grabbed him by his waist and pulled him on top of her like he weighed nothing, both his legs were straddling Y/N's middle. Five let out breathy laughs as Y/N started placing butterfly kisses all over his cute little face.
Y/N's lips then moved down to his jawline and Five took in a sharp breath, "Y/N. . ."
"I'm sorry about earlier, baby. I didn't mean to leave you like that, but Diego was a big fucking cockblock," Y/N spoke, breath fanning over the boy's ear. She rolled her hips up once, applying slight pressure on his crotch, and playing it off as if she was readjusting herself on the bed.
"I-It's okay, we h-had to leave." Five closed his eyes and sighed, the blood rushing from his head to between his legs.
"I can make it up to you if you want? And I can thank you for taking care of me."
Five nodded eagerly, beginning to grind against the fabric of his shorts. "Yes, yes, please."
Y/N gasped as Five began to pick up his pace on her lower stomach. "Why so needy, baby?" She grabbed his hips to stop his movement and Five whined quietly. She moved her hand to cup his semi-hard member and smirked at his pink face. "I've not touched you yet and you're almost as hard as a doorknob, Five."
"Y/N," Five pouted.
"What is it, Five? What do you want?"
Five sniffled lightly, hoping that could soften her up but sadly, it didn't work. He had been so touch starved since the bathroom before they all left for the gala. He was so turned on right now. "Y/N, please."
Y/N sighed, letting go of his hips so she could grab the throw blanket next to her. "If you don't tell me, Five. . . I won't be able to help you. You'd have to use your big boy words. If not, I'd be more than happy to go to be right now. . . it is getting late." With Five still on top of her, he moved closer to her and wrapped himself around her middle like a koala, making her let go of the blanket.
"No, no. Please."
"Then tell me what you want." Y/N knew what he wanted, she wasn't stupid. It was just fun egging him on, he was so much more enjoyable when submissive and she could get him to do whatever she wanted him to.
"Please touch me. Please. Don't leave me like this," He spoke, voice muffled and slightly higher than usual.
"Touch you where?"
Five blew out a breath of frustration, his cock growing harder by the second because of her teasing and his hips twitched against hers for stimulation. "Down there, please. It hurts." She knew that was as specific as Five would go.
Y/N kissed his neck lightly. "Well, you could have just said so. Undress for me, baby."
Five pushed himself off of her and took off his blazer, which was followed by his vest and button up shirt, showing off his lightly toned arms and stomach. He shivered slightly when Y/N raked her nails gently down his chest.
She helped Five unbuckle his belt and shorts, to which they were thrown somewhere else in the guest room. He took off his boxers to show off his hard member in all its glory.
"So pretty, baby," Y/N murmured and Five blushed.
Y/N wrapped her hand around his cock and he gasped at the warm feeling. She then grazed her thumb around his angry red tip and a spurt of precum came out when she squeezed his member lightly.
"Y-Y/N, don't tease me," Five took in a sharp breath.
"That's not very nice to say to me, especially when I'm doing what you asked me to, baby." Y/N removed her hand with a mock pout on her lips.
Five almost sobbed. "T-Touch me more."
Y/N reach down between the two of them and pinched his inner thigh and Five yelped. "What happened to saying 'please'? What happened to my good boy?" She frowned.
Five looked at Y/N with puppy eyes, so glossy and brimming with tears of frustration, and she almost gave in. "Sorry, I-I'm sorry. Please, p-please, touch me. I'll be a good boy. I'll be the bestest boy for you. Please, t-touch me more, my love."
Y/N smiled, eyes filled with adoration. She used her hand to hold the back of his neck and brought him down into a heated kiss. She swiped his bottom lip with her tongue and he granted her access, allowing her to dominate him completely by letting her explore his mouth with her tongue. He moaned when her tongue met with his.
She pulled away for a quick breath, then pulling him back in aggressively, but also lovingly, and lightly bit down on his bottom lip, hard but not hard enough to draw blood.
She swallowed the muffled moans he let out. He is so cute. She pulled away slightly and lightly licked his bottom lip to sooth the ache then pulled away fully.
"That wasn't so hard, was it, baby?"
She swiped her thumb over the bead of precum that gathered on his swollen tip, using that as lubricant as she gently stroked down his cock. Five let out a small moan as she started to pick up her pace.
"So handsome. My boy is so pretty," she leaned up a bit to whisper it in his ear.
"T-thank- hmmph, thank you," Five failed to create a coherent sentence as his wife brought her other hand up to ghost over his smooth chest.
Five shivered when the tips of her fingers grazed over his nipple. "You like, Five?" She pinched the nub between her index and thumb and Five moaned loudly, arching his back into her hand. "Shh, don't want the others to hear you, right?" Five shook his head. "That's what I thought. Now be a good boy and stay quiet for me."
She kept up her movements, repeatedly stroking his hard member or occasionally focusing on rubbing the tip where he was most sensitive, and using the thumb of her other hand to rub his hard nipple.
"You're so needy, Five. Who are you so needy for, hm?"
"Fuck, fuck- Just for you," the boy panted. "All, ah, all for you."
"Mm, that's right," she hissed, tugging slightly at his dick and Five moaned lightly, biting his lip to contain his sounds. "All for me, just for me. You're mine."
Five didn't know where Y/N was getting her possessive nature from, but it was turning him the hell on. He was oh so close to his climax.
"I-I'm yours. . ." Five closed his eyes and focused on the near constant pleasure Y/N was so deliciously giving him. "Y/N, oh, Y/N. . ."
His precum was starting to drip onto her dress but Y/N could care less. Her boy was so blissed out and his face was all she could focus on. "You close, babyboy?" She asked and Five nodded, gulping down a low groan that almost found its way out at the nickname. "Cum whenever, my love. I give you permission."
Y/N could tell he was almost at his peak, his moans were becoming a higher pitch and louder by the second.
"Shit- Ahh, Y/N, c-cover- please cover my mouth, ahh ahh hah, fuck, mm~" Five blabbered and Y/N removed her hand from his chest and pressed it over his lips. She could feel the vibrations of his high pitched moans and whimpers.
And with a last tug to his cock, Five reached his climax with shaking legs, spurts of cum dropping onto Y/N's hand and dress. The moan he let out was so loud and higher than the other ones, Y/N knew that if she hadn't muffled his sounds, he would most definitely wake someone up.
Y/N slowed her hand movements, still lightly stroking to milk the rest of his orgasm out of his until Five started to whine about the overstimulation.
"You did so good, baby love. So fucking good for me," Y/N praised, taking her hand away and Five dropped down onto her chest, breathing uneven and ragged.
Five closed his eyes and let Y/N rake her hands through his messy hair. "That felt so good. I love you."
He picked his head up and moved it to be leveled with Y/N's, she chuckled at his fucked out expression, "I love you too, my sweet babyboy. Let's get you cleaned up now, okay?"
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the neighbourhood void with eunwoo smut please
FWB! eunwoo x fem!reader (m)
*not proof read*
I wonder how I got by this week, I only touched you once
You bore your eyes into the ceiling of your room, being swallowed by your blankets. Your room dimly lit, phone forgotten on your nightstand. You hadn’t contacted Eunwoo in a week, trying to avoid him after the last hook up you two had. Both of you guys were yet again drunk and had found yourself waking up in his bed in the morning. it was a routine at this point.
Lately I can't find a beat, I used to feel the rush
Anything you were doing, Eunwoo was always on your mind. Often times spacing out at the thought of Eunwoo. Almost in a zombie like haze everyday, falling into the same boring routine you desperately wanted to reach out to eunwoo.
Started with a little bit, now I don't know how to quit
It started last year, what you only expected to be a one night stand turning into confusing fwb situation. “I hate valentine’s day” you muttered to yourself, downing whatever left was in the glass cup. “what’s a pretty girl like you doing here alone?” the tall boy approached the bar stool next to you, smirking ever so lightly. “what are you doing here alone, looking like that?” finally feeling a light buzz throughout your system. “I don’t think i’ll be leaving alone” he strut towards you “hopefully not” a playful smile makes it’s way to your lips, faces close in proximity.
Always feel inadequate, the same way that my daddy did
you intensely stare at your phone on the table, contemplating on what to do, knowing you’d never be more than a good fuck to Eunwoo and doubtful thoughts held you back. But the need for Eunwoo to make you feel good or even useful for an hour overcame the doubts as you reached for your phone.
And now I'm all twisted. When it's all gone, I miss it
“come on, pick up” you begged, anxiously biting your nails, the ringing stopped followed by a short silence “hello?” his voice came through the line loud and clear. you cleared your throat “hey, umm sorry I don’t know how to say it but-“ he cut you off “how about, i’ll be over in 20?” he knew. of course he knew “sounds good” you can’t help but smile and feverishly bite your lip. “see you soon.”
I'll try just to do somethin'. I'll try 'cause I got nothin'
“Fuck!” you threw your head back against your plush pillows, airy moans leave your lips as your fingers rake through his hair. His lips leaving red marks up and down your neck, his pace was too slow for your liking. “please Eunwoo-” you whined. “what’s your rush baby? we got all night”
Else that gets me through the day, 'Till I find another way
“mhmph! just like that” you praised, eunwoo between your legs. he chuckled against your core, leaving you whimpering at the sensation. pushing two fingers into your dripping cunt he returns his mouth back to your engorged bud.
I'll try just to do somethin'. I'll try 'cause I got nothin'
“take it” a deep groan emerges from his chest, bucking into your hot mouth desperately. He could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of his throat, the view of you sucking his cock messily made him throw his head back. His hands found their way into your hair making a makeshift ponytail. “just. like. that”
Even if I lose again. I won't quit
Your nails raked down his back, leaving angry red marks as he shallowly thrust into you. “faster mhmm! please” you beg, he complies steadily picking up his pace. you threw your arms around his neck, desiring to be close to him, nose touching, you whimpered against his cheek. “fuck baby, you’re so tight” he laughs lightly, you don’t answer instead kissing him, letting your lips crash against each other, teeth budding. Eunwoo raised himself, hand sneaking down to your abused bud, rubbing at it lightly, but fast with enough pressure causing the knot in your stomach to tighten. “Fuck! fuck! i love you” you confessed, lost in the pleasure you let the truth slip out. As soon as Eunwoo heard the words he picked up his pace, brutally thrusting into you. before letting his own release take over him, letting his arms give out on themselves, laying on top of you breathlessly. “i love you too” he pants, your eyes widen in realization before covering your face bashfully.
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I like my best friends brother
Lee Juyeon x FEM!Reader
Summary: you and Heeseung are best friends ever since you're a child. You have a big fat crush for his older brother, Lee Juyeon.
(this is only a work of fiction, and yes I'm not really good at writing since English isn't my first language but I'll try.)
You and Heeseung are best friends, you've known each other for a long time and shared a lot of secrets for each other.
But little did Heeseung know that you've been admiring his older brother Juyeon for almost 5 years. You tried ignoring your feelings but you couldn't, it only made you like him more.
Right now you're here with Heeseung, doing your homework, when suddenly Juyeon called Heeseung. "Hee! Come here mom's calling you!" Juyeon said making Heeseung look at you "I'm just gonna go real quick, I'll be back." Heeseung told you making you nod then got to do your homework again, thinking that he'll just copy it later.
It's been 34 minutes since Heeseung got to do something, and it's taking him so long.
“well, look at who we have here." You hear a voice so you quickly look up to know who the person is.
Juyeon.
"oh, hello juyeon hyung, good afternoon." You quickly stand up then bow, smiling at him
"don't you think you're taking so long doing 2 pages of homework?" Juyeon raised a brow.
"History isn't my subject so I don't know, I'm having a hard time." You replied making him grin. "Would you like me to help you? Since Heeseung isn't here right now." He offered making you to quickly accept his offer.
*time skip*
"you know.. you're only 3 years younger than me right?" He suddenly asked making you look at him. "Yes.. why'd you ask hyung?" You tilt your head to the side, making your neck exposed.
"are you a virgin?" He directly asks making your eyes widened. "Yes.. hey why are you asking me questions like that?" You said, raising your right brow. "I don't know, curious?" He grinned.
"ever got your first kiss?" He asked, again. Making you quickly say "no, I'm not ready." You replied making him grin more. "Look at me." Juyeon commanded you so you did look at him.
Without any hesitation he pressed his lips onto yours.
Nyenyenye I'm so lazy to finish shits bye mwa mwa 🤓
#juyeon#lee juyeon#juyeon x reader#juyeon smut#the boyz#tbz#kpop smut#short fiction#too lazy to finish
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