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𝚨 ꓝ୦𝜊￨ ꭵ𝗇 𝐋𝜊ꮩ𝒆
🤎A/N: Kicking off this month of revenge since it's Scorpio season is this beauty. Sometimes you just gotta torture you bestie @mejuii with her own professed weaknesses 😘
🤎Pairing: Lee Juyeon (The Boyz) x Reader (f)
🤎Au: Model au, Stylist au
🤎Genre: smut, angst
🤎Trope: unrequited love, oblivious to love
🤎Warnings: reader is mean to Juyeon (think tsundere), sub!juyeon, dom!reader, verbal instruction, oral (f), hair pulling (m), praise kink, hand kink
🤎Rated: 18+, MDNI
🤎Word Count: 1,727
🤎Summary: Juyeon is in love with you, his stylist, who degrades him at any chance she can get. But little did you know... all he wants you to do is order him around
🤎credit to @cafekitsune for the banner!
“Juyeon, you better stop looking at her like that, she’s going to bite your head off,” Sunwoo nudged the older man.
Juyeon sighed heavily. If only his stylist felt the same way about him as he felt about her. He watched as Sunwoo ran-walked to you and smiled happily as you fussed over his hair and makeup. Sunwoo gratuitously pushed his lips out as you rubbed some lip stain on his lips and you smacked his chest for leaning in too close. Sunwoo could afford to be playful with you but you would never let Juyeon act up like that. Where was the fairness in that?
Juyeon had a massive crush on you. Maybe he was stupid. Maybe he was attracted to the idea of a slightly toxic relationship. Maybe he really liked the twinkle in your eye you got when you talked to Sunwoo. Whatever it was, Juyeon wanted you to look at him like you looked at his model partner. But that never seemed to be a reality for Juyeon.
“Juyeon!” You barked for the model to come over and get inspected before they went back to shooting.
Juyeon’s long legs took him to your side pretty quickly. His effortless brain-empty grin pulled on his face as you took the handle end of a comb and moved some strands of his bangs. Your eyes were focused on the task at hand but you were chewing on your lip and Juyeon’s heart exploded. What he wouldn’t give to press his lips to yours, for you to giggle, and let him sweep you off your--
“Helloooo?” You snapped your fingers in front of Juyeon’s face. “Earth to Juyeon? I said I’m done.”
Juyeon moved to where Sunwoo was lounging on the set, fighting everything to not send a hurt look over his shoulder. Juyeon already knew you would give him a look as if he was a child and he’d regret it.
Sunwoo was cackling by the time Juyeon joined him. “You look like a dog with his tail between his legs.”
The next time Juyeon saw you was at his red carpet event with Fendi. You had walked into the room where Juyeon was preparing. What you had not expected was to walk in on that man in slacks and a silk top that draped on his form. His blazer was still hanging on the rack as he waited for you to do hair and makeup.
You stood there with your jaw on the floor until you managed to school your features before Juyeon turned around. Except it didn’t get better. Juyeon’s dark eyes looked down at you as you formulated a plan for his look.
“Sit in the chair so I don’t have to crane my damn neck and break it,” You barked.
Juyeon easily slid in the stylist chair, eyes still on you. “Do you like the top?” He asked. His big fingers rubbed the chain between the pads of his fingers.
“That’s none of my business,” You replied in a clipped tone and Juyeon’s face fell.
“Looks stupid, doesn’t it,” Juyeon lamented, “I knew it.”
“I--” Your mouth snapped shut. You hadn't actually intended to make Juyeon feel bad about his look, you just didn’t want to feed his ego… “It’s beautiful,” You said quietly.
Juyeon’s head snapped up, eyes meeting your own again. “Really?” he said, that casual, happy smile was on his lips again.
“The top,” You clarified, “With the blazer over it, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
Juyeon let you do his makeup and then his hair in silence. You had to straddle his feet and legs a bit to style his hair and you froze when you felt one of his hands cup the back of your thigh to steady you. Fuck, his hands were huge.
“Juyeon,” You said, “Why is your hand on me?”
“You looked like you were going to tip over,” He said, somewhat innocently, but you could see the look in his eyes. Instead of the empty-head appearance, his eyes were sharper right now.
“Get them off,” You said in a clipped tone.
“Why?” Juyeon asked, putting his other hand on your opposite leg, “Do they bother you?”
“They do,” You said in a reserved tone, “Now get them off of me.”
“And why do they bother you?” Juyeon pushed.
You couldn't very well tell him that your entire body wanted his hands to cup your ass too, and kneed your cheeks, perhaps splitting them open as he thrust--You shook your head. Nooooo, that was not happening. “Because I need to move freely and you’re stopping that. Now. Let. Go.”
Juyeon did and you felt the tinge of regret and stuff it down; far, far down. And when you told him you were done, Juyeon stood up and you stumbled back to avoid touching him--which caused him to reach out and grab your upper arms. Would his entire hand grip harshly onto your arm as he thrusted into you or would he be soft and rub your arms as you--?
"Juyeon," You said in a sickly-sweet voice, "what are you doing?"
“You almost smashed your head on the glass!” Juyeon protested, eyebrows furrowing cutely.
“Remove your hands or I’ll knock you into your next life,” You threatened.
Juyeon looked so dejected as his hands left your body that you felt that stupid tinge of regret again that you thought you had buried. “You sure do listen well, for a man,” You found yourself admitting as you finally stepped away from the chair.
“I could listen real good for you,” Juyeon said.
You froze in disbelief. You turned around slowly. Juyeon met your eyes. “What did you say?”
“You reward Sunwoo for his bad behavior, but I could be really good for you. I would only do what you say I could do. I’d crawl for you if you ordered it. Wear a collar and leash for you, please--”
You threw your hands up to stop whatever was coming out of Juyeon’s mouth. It was…it was too tantalizing. “No, nope, stop that right now.”
“But--!” Juyeon had puppy dog eyes, pleading with you. Was this really what he wanted? And with you of all people???
“I am not--we cannot--Juyeon, I’m your stylist!!!” You objected.
“So what?” Juyeon raised his chin stubbornly.
You sputtered some more. “That’s unethical, that’s morally incorrect, that’s insane!”
Juyeon took a step forward. “You want to, don’t you?”
You took a step back. Damn it, wasn’t Juyeon supposed to be empty-headed? You cleared your throat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Juyeon moved to his knees. “I will do whatever you want.”
You rolled your eyes. “Then crawl on your knees to me.”
Your eyes bulged out of your head when Juyeon did in fact do that. And once he arrived at your feet, he looked up at you. “Tell me what to do next.”
You let out a laugh because you couldn't help yourself. This was ridiculous. “Prop my leg up and kiss up my leg.”
Juyeon cupped your foot and put it atop his knee and began to lovingly kiss up your leg along your dark tights. Your lower half tightened inadvertently in anticipation. What was this fool doing to you?
While looking down your nose, you instructed Juyeon. “Lick my cunt through my tights and underwear.”
And didn���t Juyeon dive head first into your clothed pussy. Your plaid skirt was up to your hips now, Juyeon enthusiastically poking and prodding your cunt. His nose brushed your clit and you bit down hard on your lip. Only then did Juyeon stop, if only to plead with you. “Please, if I can’t kiss you, don’t bite your lip. Let me hear how good I'm making you feel.”
“No one can know, Juyeon,” You hissed.
Juyeon jutted out his lip but continued back with his task at hand. You grew frustrated and then bold with the need to feel more. “Rip my tights, Ju. Rip them and push my panties to the side. Be a good boy and make me cum with your tongue.”
Juyeon gripped your tights, and with a loud rip, made a hole in your crotch. His fingers reached through the hole and pushed your panties in the way. And then he really showed you how much he wanted you. That tongue circled your clit, making you buck your hips upwards. Your clit grew engorged from the pleasure and soon he was able to suck on the sensitive flesh, rough tongue flicking and tempting and pushing you towards your high.
You couldn't help yourself, your hands buried into his hair, part of you screaming that your good work was about to be ruined, and another part of you saying fuck it, you wanted to cum. "That's it, Ju, you're doing so good! Make me cum."
Juyeon moaned into your mound and then wrapped his arms around your thighs. He ate like a starved man, sucking, licking, nipping; whatever it took to make you cum. You came with a muffled cry in the back of your throat. In the height of your orgasm, you don't remember getting head like that ever.
Juyeon let go of your arms and sat back on the balls of his feet. You had praised him, finally. Juyeon couldn't do an awful lot in your eyes, but he could do this for you. Finally, he could be of use. "Was I good for you?" He asked, eyes hopeful of more praise.
You couldn't look at him, however. "I came, didn't I?" You said under your breath.
Juyeon grinned, the empty-head type that you normally hated. "I told you I would treat you good; that I could be good for you."
You shimmied your skirt back down your hips and pushed your hair behind your ear. "Yes, well, get back onto my chair. I need to fix your hair and makeup again," You grumbled.
“Does this mean you’ll start taking me for Taco Tuesdays with Sunwoo?” Juyeon wondered as he sat back down in your chair.
"Don't push your luck," You muttered, unconsciously tugging his hair into place a bit harder than normal; perhaps even just like you did when he was eating you out.
And Juyeon remained smiling the entire time you fixed him.
Taglist: @starlitmark look i finally wrote juju 🥺 thank you for all the help with the new formatting, you're neat 💞
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Stress Relief
Submission #4 for Arousal August held by @wooyoungmybelovedhusband and @taehyungisminee
🌴Pairing: The Boyz, Hyunjae x Reader (f)
🌴Au/Trope: enemies to lovers, office romance au, coworkers to lovers
🌴Word Count: 1,321
🌴Warnings: sub! Hyunjae, dom! reader, sex with protection
🌴Rating: +18, MDNI
🌴Synopsis: when your work pays for the office to go on vacation, you may start to see your coworker in a different light, especially when he's been shirtless for a week
🌴Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland thank you my darling betas
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It was the final night of your work vacation. Everyone was celebrating. Your coworkers and bosses were scattered across the outside bar and dance floor. You were sitting at a high table, nursing a cocktail, wondering just how drunk you should get. As you gazed across the dance floor, your eyes fell on the one person you did not want to see: Lee Hyunjae.
You had been ignoring his chiseled body all week--Hyunjae did not need to know that you found anything about him attractive.
Hyunjae was the type of co-worker that you despised. He constantly sucked up to the higher-ups. He managed to wiggle his way out of doing the majority of his workload. He never took his job seriously. Needless to say, he was the complete opposite of you.
Unfortunately for you, Hyunjae locked gazes with you across the dance floor just as he lifted the bottle of his beer to his mouth. He took a swig and slowly smiled upon realizing you were looking at him. You winced and looked away but it was too late. Hyunjae swaggered his way until he was in front of your table.
"Hey," Hyunjae said with all the confidence of a man who knew he had this interaction in the bag.
"Go away, Hyunjae," You muttered, "You'll make my drink taste sour."
Your bad attitude only made Hyunjae smile wider. "Not dancing tonight?"
You blew out some air. "I am not doing this tonight." You hopped off your chair and left the celebrations.
"Wait! Hey, wait!" Hyunjae called after you. His hand grabbed your elbow as you were halfway back to your bungalow.
You looked down at Hyunjae's hand and looked up at him. Hyunjae removed his hand, laughed in embarrassment and began to scratch the back of his neck. "Why do you always make me feel like this?" He said.
You rolled your eyes. "Oh, I dunno Hyunjae maybe because you skimp your duties at work and I usually have to work double time?"
"It's not that bad," Hyunjae replied, a pout on his lips.
"Says you," You scoffed and continued your walk back to your room.
"I can make up for it!" Hyunjae called after you.
"How in the world are you going to make up for all the extra work I had to do because you convinced the higher ups to let you go with them to their golf tournament?!" You demanded, spinning on your heel to look Hyunjae in the eye as he lied to you.
Hyunjae's eyes descended to the floor suddenly. "I can fuck the stress out of you," Hyunjae muttered.
A sharp bark of laughter pulled from your lips and Hyunjae's eyes shot upwards. "In what world do you think I'd let you fuck me?"
Hyunjae's eyes bounced around, still avoiding your direct gaze. "But it would help."
You threw your hands up to the sky. "I dunno how you thought that line was gonna work."
You started walking again and Hyunjae let out a frustrated noise. "I'm being serious! I can help you out! I promise!"
You stopped walking and Hyunjae banged into you from behind. He wrapped his arms around your upper arms to steady himself against your body. He tilted his head, lips near your ear. "I know you hate me. But I didn't know you were suffering because of me." Those hands on your upper arms skimmed down. "I can make it up to you," He repeated.
"You want to get into my pants because I'm the only one in the office that isn't wrapped around your finger," You insisted.
"Babe," Hyunjae drawled into your ear. "I've wanted to get into your pants the day I started at the office."
You rolled your eyes and sighed. "Don't call me Babe. Let go of me, please?"
Hyunjae did and took a step back. "Can't believe the first time you begged me was to get me to let you go."
You let out a sarcastic laugh turning around. "Oh my god, Hyunjae."
Hyunjae looked hopeful. "I don't think I've ever seen you laugh because of me."
"Will you leave me alone if I admit you've looked great this week?" You try desperately to get Hyunjae out of your hair.
It backfired. Hyunjae bit down on his lower lip. "You liked what you saw?"
"Hyunjae, please," You said in exasperation.
"I really like how you sound when you beg me," Hyunjae admitted. He chucked your chin up with a bent forefinger.
You didn't flinch at his close proximity. "Oh, please, Hyunjae, fuck me harder," You said in a sugary-sweet, mocking voice.
The worst was that Hyunjae's pupils blew upon hearing your words. He wasn't lying when he said he liked the way it sounded when you begged him. You clucked your tongue in annoyance. "Really, Hyunjae?"
Hyunjae licked his lips nervously but his eyes were a bit fucked out. "It's literally all I want."
Unfortunately, or fortunate depending on how you looked at it, nothing turned you on more than when someone was into you. So you took Hyunjae back to your bungalow and fucked him.
You were straddling his hips, rocking against him. Hyunjae was a moaning mess under you, completely pussy drunk. His voice was rough and high, bucking his hips into you, searching for more than what you were giving him.
"Hyunjae," You said in a tone that demanded his obedience.
His eyebrows frowned inwards. "I can fuck you good. Your pussy is so wet and so tight, let me fuck you."
Hyunjae's hands traveled up from where he had been clinging to your hips to squeeze your tits. "What's wrong, Hyunjae? Doesn't it feel good, the way I'm riding you?"
"So fucking good," Hyunjae moaned, sitting up, regretfully letting go of your breasts.
You exchanged a slow, sultry kiss as you rocked against him still. "You want to stop?"
Hyunjae let out a whine, locking his hands against the small of your back. "No. I just wanna fuck you. I want to hear you say my name like you need me."
A smirk curled your lips. "Mmm, Hyunjae, just like that," You whined.
Hyunjae rolled his hips upwards. "Fucking you good?"
“You fuck me so good,” You continued in your over-the-top porno voice but it just flat did it for Hyunjae.
His strokes became erratic and his voice started to sound urgent. “Fucking you so good, you’re such a slut for my cock. Fuck the stress right out of you, gonna make you come and take care of you. Fuck fuck fuck!” His hips stilled for a moment as he unloaded inside the condom, face contorted in pleasure.
The dirty talk didn’t do it for you, but Hyunjae thrusting into your g spot with enough force to seduce an orgasm out of you sure did. You threw your head back and gasped, moving your hips and riding out your orgasm.
Hyunjae had collapsed slightly, head cushioned by your chest, and you tapped his shoulder to let you get off him. However, he locked his arms behind your back again and stopped you from moving. “Don’t move. I said I wanted to take care of you.”
You couldn't help but roll your eyes again. “Don’t go soft on me now, Jae.”
A small, shy smile pulled at his lips as he lifted his head at your words. “Did you just shorten my name? I kinda like that.”
“I will kick you out of my room right now if you don’t stop,” You deadpanned.
Hyunjae was back to pouting again. “Let me take care of you!”
“Fine, but I’m leaving you a bad rating later because you pout until you get what you want,” You said in exasperation.
“A bad rating?” Hyunjae protested.
“Will you just go and get me some water already?” You shouted at him.
“Whatever you say, Babe,” Hyunjae couldn't help but poke.
“I said don’t call me Babe!”
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Sweetheart
Submission #2 for Arousal August held by @wooyoungmybelovedhusband and @taehyungisminee
☕Pairing: The Boyz, Sangyeon x Reader (f)
☕Trope/Au: fwb to lovers, non idol au
☕Warnings: Mommy kink, creampie, squint for breath play, aftercare
☕Word Count: 868
☕Rating: 18+, MDNI
☕Synopsis: when your friends with benefits hook up decides he wants to be called Mommy instead of Daddy in bed, things get spicy
☕Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland thank you to my darling betas
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“Hey.” That slow, easy smile that is part of the reason you were friends with benefits with Sangyeon makes your lower half clench.
“Come on in,” You announce, pushing the door open further, allowing Sangyeon to follow you inside your apartment.
You don’t get far before Sangyeon catches your wrist, easily wrapping his fingers around, and stops you from going straight to the bedroom. “I wanna talk to you about something first.”
Shit, was this the moment where he told you that he wanted to go back to just being friends, without the benefits? You paste on a cheerful smile, “Sure, Sang, what’s up?”
“Can we talk about the Mommy kink?” Sangyeon says, eyes on the floor all of a sudden.
“I mean, you’ve got tits Sangyeon, but Mommy is a bit much.” You burst out laughing but quickly stop when you notice that Sangyeon isn't joking. "Wait, you want me to call you Mommy???"
"I just..." Sangyeon says with a shrug, "...don't like how Daddy sounds. Daddy doesn't sound like I'm taking care of you. Mommy does."
You swallow but it doesn't add any moisture to your mouth. "I mean, we won't know if it's okay, until we try, right?"
That's how you find yourself on your back, one leg over Sangyeon's shoulder, sweating as he fucks you good and slow. Sangyeon makes direct eye contact with you, lips pressing together and eyes eagerly waiting for you to say the word he wants to hear.
A wave of desire passes through you and you say, "Oh yes, Mommy, just like that."
Sangyeon stops thrusting into you for a moment and then he starts again once he gets over the initial shock. "Is Mommy making you feel good?" He murmurs.
"So good, so so good, please," You begin to babble. Sangyeon is right, somehow, Mommy does fit him better.
"Do you wanna come all over Mommy's cock, huh?" Sangyeon says roughly, his thrusting getting sloppy now.
"Please, Mommy, fuck me full of your cum, I want it," You beg.
"Don't worry," Sangyeon nuzzles your neck, "Mommy will take good care of you."
Sangyeon spits on two fingers and then brings his hand down to your clit and rubs it slowly. His pace moving inside of you and the way his fingers are rubbing you makes the desire in your stomach curl with even more intensity. His eyes have never left your face, not even when he checks in to make sure your leg doesn't hurt where he's got it over his shoulder. It's almost like Sangyeon isn't here for his own pleasure, he just wants you to feel damn good.
Yet, your mouth still resorts to begging, you can’t help it. “Take care of me, Mommy, I wanna feel good. Feels so good. Want you inside of me all the time,” You whine.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ve got you, you just gotta be patient,” Sangyeon smiles down at you like an angel and there goes your heart again. Damn him.
Sangyeon watches his thrusts, trying a different angle, and biting down on his lip when he feels you clench down on him and a whimper escapes your lips. “Mommy, right there, feels so good, please just like that.”
“Gonna fill you full of Mommy’s cum, fill you up and watch it leak out of your cute little cunt,” Sangyeon grunts. Sangyeon lets go of your leg, and stops rubbing your clit only to lay against you and hug you tight to his body. The only movement is his hips pistoning against yours. You're all mindless chatter because you don’t believe you’ve ever felt this amount of pleasure from your previous sessions.
Your climax hits you like a ton of bricks, making your body tense in Sangyeon’s arms. All you can do is repeat ‘Mommy’ as pleasure sings through your nerves. Sangyeon comes with a desperate cry pulling from his lips, squeezing you extra hard as his climax rips through him as you clamp your walls around his cock.
Sangyeon breathes heavily against your shoulder for a few minutes, catching his wind, and then he pushes himself off of you. “That was kind of intense, huh?” He grins, pushing his hair out of his face.
“Sang--” You choke on his name because Sangyeon pulls out and you can feel his cum leaking out of you. Sangyeon’s eyes focus on your cunt, watching what you’re feeling, and you shiver. “Mommy?”
Sangyeon seemingly snaps out of it, the gentleness back on his face. “I’ll get a warm washcloth and some water for you.”
“Wait!” You say, sounding rushed and desperate.
Sangyeon cocks an eyebrow at you, “What’s wrong?”
“Can we…have a bath?” You’re worried that you’ve overstepped the bounds of this friends with benefits situation but you find that you’re clinging to this caretaker side of Sangyeon.
Sangyeon’s eyebrows shoot into his fringe in surprise. “You want me to… take care of you more?”
“Please?” You murmur and then you add, “Please, Mommy?”
Sangyeon has never scooped you up so quickly, almost as if he’s afraid you’ll change your mind. He kisses your forehead while you’re in his arms and he says, “I’ll take care of you sweetheart, Mommy’s got you.”
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Arousal August Masterlist~
This month I wanted to challenge myself and write for the other groups that I "say" I write for 😆 So without further adieu, here's the plan for Arousal August:
Aug.3- Enha, Heeseung (vampire au, choking) Blood Whore
💋Synopsis: Heeseung decides to pay for a session with a Blood Whore: someone who provides blood and pleasure to a vampire. But instead of being the dominant one in the bed, Heeseung pays for a different session…
Aug.10- The Boyz, Sangyeon (mommy kink, fwb to lovers) Sweetheart
☕Synopsis: when your friends with benefits hook up decides he wants to be called Mommy instead of Daddy in bed, things get spicy
Aug.17- Stray Kids, Hyunjin (humiliation, roommates to lovers trope) Roomie for Hire
♠Synopsis: when you find out that your roommate is in the mafia, you rolled your eyes, assuming the man was talking out of his ass. But when one night of adrenaline makes you realize how close to danger you really are, you let Hyunjin make you feel better.
Aug.24- The Boyz, Hyunjae (enemies to lovers, office romance au) Stress Relief
🌴Synopsis: when your work pays for the office to go on vacation, you may start to see your coworker in a different light
Aug.31- Stray Kids, Jisung (voyeurism, yandere au) My Darling
☂️Synopsis: one chance encounter with Jisung as you move into your new apartment begins a one sided love that turns into obsession
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~Masterlist~
Tσ ƚԋҽ ρʅαƈҽ ιɳ συɾ ɱҽɱσɾιҽʂ
Key: M(smut), F(fluff), A(angst), TW(blood, death, dark themes)
Most Recent | All of Topaz's fics tag
Tag List Event | Starseed Jam
Ateez
Series | Ot8/Poly Fics
One Shots:
ღPark Seonghwa
ღKim Hongjoong
ღJeong Yunho
ღKang Yeosang
ღChoi San
ღSong Mingi
ღJung Wooyoung
ღChoi Jongho
~Year of the Villain Collab {M}{TW}- Application post, Masterlist
The Boyz
βChoi Chanhee: Lovesick {M}{A}
βLee Juyeon: A Fool in Love {M}{A}
βLee Sangyeon: The Neighbor’s Son{M}{TW}, Sweetheart {M}
βKim Younghoon: The Sensational Lover {M}
βLee Hyunjae: Stress Relief {M}
Stray Kids
➸Bang Chan: Redlights {M}, Marking a Siren {M}
➸Hwang Hyunjin: Redlights {M}, Oddinary- Hwang Hyunjin Edition{M}{TW}, Roommate for Hire {M}{TW}, Honeyed Lies and a Sweet Bite {M}{TW} ft San
➸Lee Know: Oddinary- Lee Know Edition {M}
➸Han Jisung: My Darling{M}{TW}
Together x Tomorrow
ツChoi Yeonjun: Me or the PS5 {M}
ツChoi Soobin: What we do in the Shadows {M}
Drabbles
SKZ: B.C, L.MH, S.CB, H.HJ, H.JS, K.SM, L.YB, Y.JI
Once upon a time I ulted Kai (Kim Jongin) from Exo {M{}{A}
Toy (Mark Lee) From Nct {M}{F}
Enhypen
❂Bet! (Jake) {M} {TW}
❂Blood Whore (Heeseung) {M} {TW}
❂Good Luck Fuck (Heeseung) {M}
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The Sensational Lover
β Pairings: Younghoon x Reader(f)
β Genre: non-idol au, friends to lovers au
β Warnings: f penetration, praise kink, pet names, Younghoon can’t stop complimenting you, f orgasm
β Word Count: 890
β Rated: 18+, smut and fluff
β Summary~ you finally let Younghoon into your bed and your heart, and he’s showing you exactly how happy he is that you have
You weren't quite sure how you got to this predicament. Above you, with his tongue sticking out slightly at the corner of his mouth, was Younghoon.
Yes, gorgeous but dumb Younghoon that could stand in a zoo and cluck at turkeys all day. The same gorgeous idiot that took a bazillion fuckboi selfies with Juyeon. The boy that could look at any girl, smile, and capture her heart for the rest of her days.
He was currently inside you, holding himself inside like he was challenging himself. His arms bulged on either side of your shoulders. When his eyes snapped open, focused on you, he bloomed into one of those heart-wrenching smiles.
"You're so beautiful like this," He says, winking, and causing you to frown.
"Younghoon, I'm sweaty and gross, do not," You whine, patting your hair line.
Younghoon shakes his head. "I'm serious. You're gorgeous right now. You're glowing and you look like I'm fucking you down real good. I'm the luckiest man alive."
"Hoon," You wrap your arms behind his neck to kiss him.
So maybe Younghoon had become more than that attractive but unattainable friend. Maybe Younghoon stopped flirting with other girls when he realized you were taking his flirting seriously. Perhaps he started to make you laugh in the most dire of situations. He became your rock when you needed one. And you became his whole world.
"Is this pace good?" Younghoon checks in with you. His hips are moving, his pelvic bone rubbing into your clit. The pace is fucking excruciating but that's because Younghoon doesn't want this to end so soon.
"Faster," You demand. One hand grips the base of his neck and you bring his forehead to yours again. "Faster!"
Younghoon takes your hand and pushes it back into the mattress, interlocking your fingers. "You feel so good. I don't want to search for a quick release."
Younghoon angles himself inside of you, somehow managing to hit that spot inside of you that makes you catch your breath every time. He lives for that sound. He knows it means that he is giving you exactly what you need.
"Tell me how you feel," Younghoon encourages, eyes eating up every one of your nose scrunches or eye rolls into the back of your head.
"Oh, God, Younghoon, just having you inside of me is phenomenal," You can't help but groan.
"I just love these moments when you're all mine," Younghoon thought out loud. His hand hovers over your chest, right where your heart is and then with two fingers, draws an imaginary line down your sternum. "I'm so lucky you finally let me in." Younghoon sends you a hurt look, "It took you long enough."
"Hey, it's not my fault you flirt with literally anyone. How was I to know I was different?" You laugh.
"This is how you know." Younghoon's other free hand goes behind your ass, getting a good grip, and then starts fucking you harder rather than faster. You moan at the sudden change and close your eyes to relish the pleasure. Except that is not what Younghoon wanted.
"Don't close your eyes, Angel. Watch me move in and out of you. Don't deny me seeing those pretty eyes of yours," Younghoon coos.
You open them and immediately move your gaze to where your two bodies meet. Younghoon, curved and long, is moving in and out of you with great ease. You are so fucking wet, he doesn't have to work too hard. God, it is a sight to look down the line of his body to see it against yours.
Younghoon’s dark orbs watch as you become awestruck at the display of your two bodies. He didn't understand how you could be so shocked. But then again, he still didn't know what changed. He had done everything. He changed his hair cut, his color, he tried new styles and attitudes. Nothing seemed to break through to you. But the day happened when you let him into your bed and he hadn't left.
"I'm getting closer," You whine, feeling your pleasure start to climb.
Younghoon leans down to capture your lips on a sloppy but quick kiss. "I want to look into your eyes as you clamp down on me."
"Younghoon!" You yelp, half embarrassed, half turned on.
"Please?" Younghoon begs, turning his pouty eyes on you. The ones that you cannot resist.
So you stare into his eyes as your climax begins to build, making the pitch of your voice run higher and higher before Younghoon makes that final thrust that sends you completely over the edge and you cry out his name. His thrusts aren't as deep or impactful but he does allow you to come down from your high, slowly but surely, all the while smiling with his eyes now.
"I think my new favorite hobby is making you come," Younghoon chuckled.
"Can you stop?" You gasp.
Younghoon shook his head slowly, "Not until you see yourself as beautiful as I see you."
"What's got you so incorrigible?" You laugh.
Younghoon shrugs, "That's just how I feel when I've got you all to myself."
You sigh contently when Younghoon lies beside you, taking you in his arms and snuggling his cheek against the crown of your head. "I think you're wrong. I think I'm the lucky one here."
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Love Sick
βPairings: Chanhee(new) x Me
βGenre: non-idol au, pure smut, ex bf! Chanhee
βWord count: 1,371
βWarnings: pain kink, praise kink, female penetration, love making, clit rubbing, Chanhee is a bit of a sadist, I'm a masochist, m and f orgasm
βRated: 18+, smut and angst
βSummary~ Chanhee and I broke up because Chanhee can’t help but avoid his emotions. But when he comes to me needing relief, I can’t say no to him
βAuthor’s note: absolutely influenced and lyrics taken from TXT’s lovesong
It was one of his nights that his shields had crumbled. Chanhee was on his knees, between my legs and hugging my waist. He clung to my sweater, tears streaming down his face, his lower teeth showing as he sobbed into my chest.
"Say you love me, please!"
I pat Chanhee's head awkwardly. Of course I loved him. But we were broken up and for good reason. "I can't, you know that."
"No, I need just someone to be in love with me right now, you don't understand!" He persisted.
"Chanhee…"
"I promised I'd love you until the end of the world," Chanhee hiccupped, his raging subsiding.
"You did your best, sweetheart," I assured him.
"No I didn't," Chanhee shook his head, "I did my best to push you away. I didn't like how close to my heart you were getting."
I sighed. "There was a time when you let yourself be happy though."
Chanhee lifted his head, eyes welling with tears but they were also dark and full of an emotion I couldn't read. "That's because I was love-sick. All I could focus on was putting everything into us."
"Why does that scare you so much?" I genuinely wanted to know.
"I don't think it's healthy for me to love you the way I do." Chanhee sat himself up, hands bracing himself on my thighs.
"You're just scared to trust in someone fully. I would always catch you when you stumbled and you still doubted me." I brushed his fringe gently out of his eyes.
"I'm a fool," Chanhee declared, gathering my hands within his own.
"You always have been," I said with a bittersweet smile.
"You know I love you though, right?" Chanhee brought my hands to his mouth, kissing the backs of them with affection.
"Of course," I agree readily. I don't know how to end this situation.
"Let me show you how much I love you." Chanhee’s eyes got hooded and he got that thigh-clenching reaction he could get out of me.
"No," I said softly.
"I told you your new hair looks pretty, right?" Chanhee ran his hair through my newly shortened locks.
"Yes, you did, and although I appreciate that, this is not happening."
"Why not?" Chanhee couldn't help but pout.
"Because, we are broken up," I reminded him softly.
"You're single, I'm single, there's no harm in this," Chanhee persisted. "And," he paused to purr, "I know everyone of your kinks and ticks."
"Chanhee, even if you could promise me the best lay in months--"
Suddenly my back was on the couch and Chanhee was hovering over me. "If I'm so addicting, use me like a drug," he smirked before dipping down for a kiss. His lips were light but lingering. It made me shiver from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
I couldn't stop my hands from digging into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp, causing him to moan into my mouth. He deepened the kiss at that moment, tongue searching for my own and I battled him for dominance.
Soon, we were clawing off our clothes or pulling them out of the way. My shirt and bralette were pushed over my boobs so Chanhee could lathe at my nipples. His delicate fingers made half moons into my thighs as he rubbed himself against my clothed core, driving himself mad.
"Wait, stop, this is madness, Chanhee," I gasped.
"I want all of you," he groaned, eyes rolling into the back of his head with pleasure.
"This is so fucking toxic," I cursed. I reached down between us and pushed my underwear to the side. "Hurry up before I change my mind."
The both of us whined together as he slid right in. He pushed his forehead to mine, our noses brushing each other as he sat full hilt inside of me. "Say you love me," he asked again.
I meant to scold him, I really did, but the tears were back and he was smiling happily through them. I knew I couldn't be the reason that he felt like no one loved him today. I couldn't hurt him that deep. "I love you, you stubborn boy."
He laughed through his tears, brushed them away and started to move inside of me. He leaned down to kiss my eyes, my nose, my cheeks, my lips, moving down my jaw to my neck and then my collarbones. Chanhee was making love to my body in many ways.
I grabbed Chanhee’s face to get him to focus on me. "But you better start loving yourself, otherwise my love will mean nothing."
Chanhee couldn't hold my gaze. I let go of his head and he fell into the crook of my neck. "If you love me, it must be worth a shot," he admitted out loud.
"Now, please go faster," I urged him, rocking my hip upwards to meet his.
Chanhee bit his lip, looking naughty while peering up through his fringe. He stuck his tongue out flat, drew the pad of his thumb down his tongue and then grinded it down on my sensitive clit. The sensation was almost too much for me. My spine bowed and my legs locked behind his waist. “Tell me how much you need me,” He rasped.
“God, Chanhee!” I cried out.
The sadist in him bid him to drive in and out of me, slowly and at a torturous pace. In contrast, his thumb was merciless against my clit. The different treatments were driving me insane with need and desire. “You’re the only one who can do this to me,” I started to gasp, “You push and pull me and it drives me up the wall but I still want more.” I grabbed the back of Chanhee’s neck, lifting my upper body close to his so that we were a breath away from kissing. He cried out, scrunching his nose and panting with the effort it took to be pacing himself. “I need you so fucking badly, Choi Chanhee.”
Chanhee reacted like I had just plunged his heart back into his chest. He rocked back visibly and then he let loose. He started rolling his body against mine, watching as he plunged his cock into me again and again. I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, I needed to just let my orgasm take me away. Chanhee took this opportunity to smash his lips down on mine, groaning in between breaths. “Just a little bit more,” He started to chant before I came and his was soon to follow. Mine ripped through me, not sure if it came from the stimulation on my clit or from Chanhee fucking me. Chanhee whined through his. His hips stopped rocking and the pressure on my clit was removed.
I let go of the back of his neck with a painful groan and went back to lying on my back. “Why am I such a loser in this game?”
“What game?” Chanhee wondered.
I cracked my eyes open. Chanhee was covered in sweat and tears. I couldn’t tell what had wet his hair down but he was blinking desperately to get his hair out of his eyes. He looked debauched and glorious. Was he the fool, or was it me, the one denying myself when clearly all he wanted was me, he had even said it this time.
“The game of love, silly,” I said, bopping his nose.
Chanhee lowered his eyes again, uncertain after the passion had drained away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done this to you. Again.”
“Sweetheart,” I pushed his hair out of his eyes for him, “Why don’t you stay the night?
That stopped Chanhee’s self-destruction mode in its tracks. “What?”
“Clearly something’s upset you. I don’t know what you needed to run away from or why you thought it was good to come to me, but you’re here now. Why don’t you rest? You know I still have some of your sweaters. You can--”
I didn’t get to finish the rest of my peace offering. Chanhee hugged me tightly. His tears were coming again but I didn’t acknowledge them this time. These were happy tears. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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