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LEE SANGYEON, PHANTASY Pt.2 Sixth Sense JACKET MAKING FILM
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Long blonde haired Jihoon and Jihoon tiddies. The only thing a man needs in life
this will sustain you for days
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Okay..fic idea..Changbin having a wet dream of an unknown person (Y/n) he wakes up to find them in a shop..and then the memory hits him so hard he loses focus and tries to avoid them but he cant
to say that i love this is an understatement.
🏷️ sub!changbin. dom!gn!reader. wet dreams. oral. slight hand kink.
he’s gone. whoever’s squeezing his chubby little cock is doing him so good that he could almost pass out in his own dream.
and if he cums, he wakes up.
through blurry eyes, he could still make out your face: beautiful, he thinks, with pretty fingers wrapped around his girth and palms around his tip. the insatiable, mouth-drying head that you’re giving him almost makes him shout your name, but he doesn’t know what it is, and somehow, he doesn’t want to cum. he wants to know you before his consciousness washes over all the pleasure.
“s-slow down,” his voice slurs, “too much…”
your tongue leaves his tip with a slurp and he moans. “too much already?”
changbin nods furiously, not minding how much more lightheaded he gets at that. everything’s slurring together, yet surrealistically, he feels everything as if you’re real. he’s painfully unaware that he’s dreaming, humping his comforter in real life with his shorts down, but in his head he’s getting ruined by a sickeningly sweet mouth.
drool slops down his short length as you continue to bob your head down on him. even with his size, it wasn’t easy to take him all in considering how wide his cock is: it stretches your lips out but you don’t let that hinder your action. you keep going, teeth pleasurably rubbing down his skin when you hit his base. his tip pulses at your throat, bot quite reaching the back, but you could swallow his cum like this.
actually, he almost cums, but you pull out to breathe before he could.
“i thought you wanted me to stop.”
“slow down, not stop,” he says with simple words, clearly too delirious to think.
“then why don’t you want to cum?”
he simply whines in response. his legs close a bit to tremble at the sides of your face. it’s a cute sight for you, seeing a burly man turn into a pillowy mess with only your hands and mouth.
and god did changbin grow obsessed with your hands and mouth. and your face. and everything about you. he can’t keep his bleary eyes off your hands: nails distinctly groomed with a ring on your middle finger, mole on your wrist that compliments the skin of your mouth.
he stares at you. wishes he could say your name. it’s at the tip of his tongue, as if he knows it, as if he could scream it over and over while you continue your silent mission to give him messy and sloppy head. his precum drips along with your saliva and it’s on his curly pubic hair, it gets on your nose, changbin’s thighs are even coated in it: you don’t stop, neither do you slow down.
he doesn’t remember the next things well. he hears something blaring but he doesn’t respond. he simply focuses on you, your hands and how your pretty nails wrap around him so nicely, how the mole and your lips move in fast unison on his cock. changbin can’t even make out what he’s saying but he knows how stupid he’s getting.
you let him know through breathy laughs in between. you call him cute. he’ll never forget your voice. your smile. your hands, your lips.
then you latch your mouth onto his balls. then your tongue licks a stripe up his ass.
the moans and whines and whimpers and cries that leave him drown out as you give him praises. “there you go,” “how adorable.” it’s borderline addictive as your hand pumps around him while your mouth sucks on his balls.
your hands and mouth go until he shoots a load out unexpectedly, cumming all over your face. but you don’t stop, you don’t slow down. you call him out to cum more, to shoot again on your tongue, and then a stripe of cum leaves his tip. he cums a third time, a fourth, a fifth, all in rapid succession as his cock fails to stop pulsing and shooting more.
his orgasm finally finished when he loudly screams your name—
beep. beep. beep. beep.
changbin’s eyes shoot awake, body trembling as it sits up instantly.
it’s 6 AM. he needs to go.
the morning is rough for him. like every other morning, it’s monotonous and hard — he can’t help his hard cock, walking through his apartment with an erection that wouldn’t go down.
after a breakfast that tastes like everything else, he goes on to brush his teeth. standing before him is himself in the mirror but it’s not what he sees.
all he recalls is you.
a visual of your hands — well-groomed nails, ring on your middle finger, mole on the wrist — creeping across his hips and down to his crotch make him feel hard again. the semi in his pants became a nuisance, so after he spits his toothpaste and mouthwash on the sink, he immediately reaches down.
“it’s not the same but it works,” he thinks aloud, as it fails to work. his own fingers, as stubby as his length, fail to reach the same
how the fuck is someone fictional so good at satisfying me?
changbin’s thoughts turn from frustration back into painful memory as he sees your face in his head. you’re stunning, he thinks again, as your image smiles from behind his reflection. then he blinks, and it’s all gone, and his frustrated cock simply stands.
he isn’t sure how to go about his day like this. he wears his big jeans to hide it at the very least, but the material on his crotch only ever really feels like hell for him. he goes to work like this, unable to take his mind off of you.
on his drive to work, he takes a detour to buy an extra file holder and a few other supplies. it pains him even more to be out for an even more extended period of time. he grumbles as he parks, staring down at his crotch as his car shuts. he could scold it if he wasn’t walking out in public.
so he enters the store with furrowed brows, eyeing his supplies until he bumps into an item. pissed, he reaches down to grab it and put it back, before a hand with well-groomed nails, a ring on the middle finger, and a mole on its wrist grabs it for him.
“there you go,” a smile beams before changbin.
it’s you.
“thank you,” he blurts out with puppy eyes and a pale face. what are the chances?
he’s antsy. he doesn’t want to leave. he doesn’t care if he’s straining ever so painfully against his own pants. you don’t notice, you just look back at him.
“no worries.”
you simply walk back to pick up another thing from the same aisle.
and so changbin’s stuck. there’s something alluring about you, the ideal person that he dreamed up with the exact same hands and gorgeous face that he’s thought of for the third time around. but he cannot mentally stand sparing you a glance or a thought, lest he explodes.
cruicially, he doesn’t want to leave without knowing your name.
lining up at the counter, you’re behind him and he feels your presence fully. your scent, your shadow cast on his, your hands grasping the shopping basket by your side that’s dangerously close to his own. he is scared at this point, so scared of turning your way or having you inch closer to the point he might feel your breath on his neck. it all takes him back to the sloppy blowjob, the feeling of your hands satisfying and overstimulating his pathetic cock.
he wants to make small talk with you. he wants to ask you who you are. that you’ve been in his dreams. that you made him cum. that your lips are heaven and your hands are hell. but he cannot. he shies away from your view but fails, turns bak to see you looking straight at him before turning your eyes away with a smirk.
you check out at two separate counters. you walk out the door, but changbin holds it for you on your way out.
“thank you,” you smile.
“n-no worries,” he stutters back.
how does he ask for your name? he sweats but you could sense it. your smile grows and a laugh, the same breath that he remembers exhaling right onto his skin and leaving goosebumps at his wake.
“how adorable. i’m y/n, what’s your name?”
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𖦹 🎀 ˓ ミ seventeen 𓂅 ໋⋅ ot13 reaction : when you get them to wear animal ears and tail in bed
s.coups : when you presented him with a pair of wolf ears and a tail and told him to wear it when you have sex that night, he laughed at first. when he realised you were serious, he was taken aback, never have had tried something like this before, but he is not saying no. In the end, he ends up loving it a bit too much, being given the real "alpha" authority.
jeonghan : he teased you a lot. A LOT. "oh so you want me to wear this bunny costume?" "You little furry slut." "I could roleplay playboy bunny." He does wear the floppy bunny ears and the tail belt. He also improvised and wore a black bow tie around his neck to complete the look.
joshua : raises an eyebrow at first. "I didn't know you were into this." He wears the costume none the less. You happen to get emotionally attached to bunny costume joshua. He is stays in character and fucks you like a true bunny in rut.
Junhui : you didn't even complete your sentence about a mere suggestion of it before he gasped and instantly ordered a pair of black cat ears, a tail with a bow at the end and a big bell for the neck. He also ordered a maid costume and insisted it would enhance the costume. He had been a good sub that night.
Hoshi : Man almost squeals at the idea. But he gets sulky when you present him with a cat costume and not a tiger costume. "babe, I am a tiger!" "I know, honey, I searched but I couldn't find a tiger one." "Well then you gotta wait till I paint on some tiger stripes on these now."
Wonwoo : He seemed so nonchalant about the whole thing until you actually got into the bed. He's constantly smirking. He's being cruel. He pretends to not understand you now that he's a real fox. He probably licks all over your face as he fucks you into next week. Has you call him a good boy at the end.
Woozi : similar to Wonwoo, doesn't show any bug reaction at first. "Cool." "Sure." "Whatever you want babe." But man is he a tease in bed. He probably gives kitten licks over your clit and denies orgasm till you are crying. Somehow knows how to purr. He's gonna make sure your kinks are thoroughly fulfilled.
dokeom: "you want me to wear this in bed? Like in sleeping?won't it gets uncomfy?" You had to explicitly mention that when you said in bed, you meant during sex. He loves the feeling of it, won't lie. But he doesn't do anything extraordinary. You pet him and call him a good boy.
Mingyu: Boy is gonna smirk as soon as the idea left your lips. "Oh you want me to be your little puppy?" He is probably gonna bark the whole night. Howls loudly when he orgasms and then be embarrassed of it. You laugh at him a little before hugging him and praising him for being a good boy.
Minghao: smirker 2.0. like jeonghan, he is gonna tease you a bunch. He will also pull up some leather or latex suit (it was really hard to do so, but he managed) with only his dick out. He'll be a tease in bed too. He wouldn't do anything unless you specifically command him to. you have to specifically do ahead and say "be a good boy and put your dick inside me, hao"
Seungkwan : he is gonna be complaining more than anything. "This tail is making my butt itchy" "if I get an itchy ass, it's on you." "Are these ears clean? I better not be getting any dandruff from these." He will sub for you. He will probably also end up calling you master or something like that.
Vernon : its gonna be messy. definately the messiest sex you've had. he is overly enthusiastic about it. gonna lick you up all over. youre gonna be covered in his spit and cum. acts like a real cat and does everything on all flurs only. will crawl upto you to get your pussy fucked for sure.
lee chan: he is gonna be so excited. you will have him pose for you in your expensive silk sheets and have a whole nude photoshoot. you'll make him wait and pose till his dick is so hard, it could almost cum untouched. "babe, i'm going into heat, i gotta fuck you real quick right now"
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OS CABELOS DO FELLY E DO JISUNG VO ME JOGAR NO MATO
SKZ’S MAGIC SCHOOL FEAST ♡
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MEU MARIDO ELEEEEEE
TIROU PRA MIM AS FOTOS
oh we won
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UAAAAAA
mingi x chubby!reader
takes you out on the cutiest little dates - tea houses and cafes and all you can eat pork belly and botanical gardens and museums
appoints himself as your instagram boyfriend before he becomes your actual boyfriend
loves to take pictures of you - his phone is full of candids and planned shots and every single widget is a picture of you or you both together
takes you thrifting and finds whole outfits for you and somehow they all look amazing
you’re one of those couples who likes to complement each other style-wise. every fit either matches or has the same color scheme
loves to cuddle with you, happy to be big spoon and even happier to be little spoon. just likes feeling your body against his and getting to be so close and comfy with you
takes you to his parents’ restaurant(s) so often, they keep a table reserved just for you and all the employees know you by name
THE most affirming bf of all time
compliments you at every opportunity, flirts with you in public, gently reassures you if you get insecure and then fucks your brains out to remind you how hot you are
respectfully obsessed with your body
loves how your soft, supple flesh feels under his hands. always kissing you, little smooches to your forehead and cheek and shoulder and your belly (when he can reach it)
also disrespectfully obsessed with your body
literally wants to fuck you all the time. from behind, with you riding him, with him on top. buys a kama sutra book when he runs out of ideas (which takes months)
cannot decide if he’s an ass, tits, or thigh guy because everything about you is just so luscious
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mingi x chubby!reader
takes you out on the cutiest little dates - tea houses and cafes and all you can eat pork belly and botanical gardens and museums
appoints himself as your instagram boyfriend before he becomes your actual boyfriend
loves to take pictures of you - his phone is full of candids and planned shots and every single widget is a picture of you or you both together
takes you thrifting and finds whole outfits for you and somehow they all look amazing
you’re one of those couples who likes to complement each other style-wise. every fit either matches or has the same color scheme
loves to cuddle with you, happy to be big spoon and even happier to be little spoon. just likes feeling your body against his and getting to be so close and comfy with you
takes you to his parents’ restaurant(s) so often, they keep a table reserved just for you and all the employees know you by name
THE most affirming bf of all time
compliments you at every opportunity, flirts with you in public, gently reassures you if you get insecure and then fucks your brains out to remind you how hot you are
respectfully obsessed with your body
loves how your soft, supple flesh feels under his hands. always kissing you, little smooches to your forehead and cheek and shoulder and your belly (when he can reach it)
also disrespectfully obsessed with your body
literally wants to fuck you all the time. from behind, with you riding him, with him on top. buys a kama sutra book when he runs out of ideas (which takes months)
cannot decide if he’s an ass, tits, or thigh guy because everything about you is just so luscious
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Yeonjun fez pra mim eu namoro ele
oh i’m obsessed with this 😩
kinda getting 0X1 lovesong flashbacks???? 👀👀👀
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A/N: guess who was going mad thinking how safe it must feel to be with coups and how i need soft aftercare cheol
tw: smutty but mostly aftercare because i'm weak for seungcheol, readers is afab and referred to as she/her and girl (not the young type), swearing, mention of choking and generally cheol and reader having a great fucking time fucking,
your thighs are still shaking with the aftershocks of your orgasm. you're overcome with bliss, lying haphazardly across the crumpled bed sheets, your fingers fitting perfectly into the grooves of the muscles of cheol's back. gently, his hands glide up and down your sides, and you sigh happily at the feeling, head full of cotton candy.
'you alright, love?' he asks, propping himself up on his elbows as his lips connect with your forehead.
'you bet,' you yawn, eyelids drooping.
he kisses you on the lips, sweet and tender. 'i'm pulling out now.'
both of you groan as he does so, your ruined pussy almost sucking him back in when you clench at the feel of it. stretching, cheol rolls neatly off the side of the bed and onto his feet, and you enjoy the view as he pads over to the bathroom - you sure as hell love to watch him go.
he glances over his shoulder, catching the sultry look on your face. 'if you wanted a round four, i'd be happy to deliver.'
you roll your eyes. 'you're a menace, cheol. can't a girl enjoy staring at her butt naked boyfriend?'
cheol has disappeared into the bathroom now, although you can still see his side profile in the faint reflection of the shower glass. a smile tugs at his lips as he takes a flannel from the cabinet beneath the sink and dampens it with warm water.
'only if i'm allowed the same privaleges,' he chuckles as he steps back into the bedroom.
gently, he wraps his fingers around your ankles and unceremoniously drags you until you're lying at the edge of the bed. you're about to open your mouth and give him a bit of sass, something along the lines of handling the goods with a bit more care, but by then he's dipped the flannel between your folds to clean you up.
a squeak slips from you at the feel of it. you're sensitive, and a jolt shoots through your body, making the muscles in your thighs jump. he chuckles, one of his wide hands coming up to cup your hip so he can caress your skin with his thumb, and you scowl at him; his eyes are dancing and full of mischief, but beneath that is a sort of tooth rotting adoration. it's the kind of innocent sparkle in his gaze that makes a whole flutter of butterflies come to life in your stomach - as if he hadn't just fucked you into last week with a hand around your throat.
the butterflies become a whole menagerie when he has the audacity to dip his head and press soft kisses to each and every one of the bruises and love bites he left littered on your torso.
you swear, this man will be the death of you.
'cheol,' you mumble. 'c'mere.'
you hold your arms out, signalling your need for cuddles. immediately, his face lights up, eyes sparkling more than they were before, and he gets to his feet and scoops you up before launching himself, and therefore you, into the middle of the bed. a small oof leaves your chest upon landing, and he laughs sweetly and wraps his arms around you so you can't be mad for his sudden burst of energy.
sighing, you wriggle around in the blankets until you're comfortably pressed into the curve of his body. warm and sure, he holds you in his arms, his palm repeatedly smoothing up and down between your shoulder blades, ensuring that you melt into his side.
'need anything?' he asks softly. 'snacks? water?'
'just you,' you mumble into the solidness of his chest, your eyelids drooping. 'i love you.'
'me too,' he grins teasingly.
you frown, the fingers you'd previously had splayed across his stomach coming up to pinch his chest. slapping your hand away, he yelps, almost falling off the side of the bed in effort to get away from your sleepy but savage attack.
'okay, okay,' he surrenders. 'i love you too.'
'you're full of shit,' you mumble, but flop onto him again, enjoying the heat his body radiates as you press a kiss onto his shoulder.
'says the person clinging onto me like her life depends on it,' he chuckles.
you don't reply, instead just making an intelligible noise, eyes closing. he's doing that thing that never fails to send you to sleep, where he runs his fingers through your hair, almost massaging your scalp. cheol is warm and solid beneath you, safe. he cradles you in his strong arms as if you're the most precious thing in the universe.
if you weren't so tired, you'd probably open your eyes so you could see the stars in his.
instead, you settle for mumbling 'i love you' again into his chest. the small chuckle he lets out vibrates beneath your ear, and he drops a kiss on your hair.
'i love you more.'
imagine he also made her go and pee to avoid UTIs, guess who didnt know how to put it in but it's fanfic not irl what can i say
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