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hyufucks · 9 months

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STARBOY .ᐟ

★ STARRINGS: choi yeonjun and fem!reader. ft choi soobin

! cw – jealousy, possessiveness, yeonjun is aggressive, fingering, unp. sex.

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2ND PART OF HOW MANY SECRETS CAN U KEEP?

yeonjun's lifestyle is not the typical cliche where he's a bad boy and his life depend on fucking every girl and living from party to party (the latter may have been a bit cliche, but trust me, he dosen't go out every weekend).

you know his reputation, and you know it all too well.

you know he's a top student with outstanding grades, a star athlete, the favourite of the teachers and, above all: a jealous boy.

he has a thing about being the centre of attention, your centre of attention. if you're not with him, if you're not seeing him, if you're not talking exclusively about him and how hot he is, he'll get jealous (too much, i'd say).

several times you met his dark eyes and chilling gaze, almost so sharp that he would effortlessly slit your jugular for the simple fact that you were talking to a boy other than him.

he can't stand not being the starboy, a nickname that echoes through the hallways and teacher's room, but which he only prefers to hear from you.

but what he hates the most is seeing you next to choi soobin: his rival.

soobin is a friendly, smart, shy and funny guy. you don't understand why yeonjun hates him so much and why he wants to keep you away from him all over the coast.

but yeonjun knows things that you might not, and maybe those things are the reasons why he spits shit at soobin.

right?

yeonjun's soft kisses on your neck made you lose your sanity, his cold hands provoking a thousand sensations on your warm skin as he caressed your thighs and waist. his fingers nimbly unbuttoned the buttons of your shorts, and just as he was about to remove your underwear, your phone started ringing.

you reluctantly pushed the dark haired guy away to pick up your phone, quickly sitting up in bed when you saw who was calling you.

'who the fuck is calling you?' your partner asked, somewhat annoyed that you had interrupted what you were about to do.

'oh, it's soobin. i'm supposed to do investigation work with him, remember?' you said with total impunity, as if you had completely forgotten yeonjun's feelings for the poor blond boy.

you saw him tense his jaw and close his eyes as soon as he heard his name leave your lips 'why are you doing it with him? weren't there other options at that stupid hippie college?'

you laughed before quickly picking up the phone, motioning yeonjun to silence.

'hi! soobin, it's so good to hear your voice again' you looked at the dark haired, looking provocation.

and you've done it, because never in your life have you seen him settle between your legs so quickly, taking off your underwear and looking at you like a ferocious animal stalking his prey.

'yes, hello, i say the same thing' his soft voice provoked a certain tenderness in you, unlike yeonjun who's voice only made you wet.

oh, and speaking of the king of rome; his fingers didn't miss the opportunity to caress your clitoris in a circular way. you saw him wet his fingers with his own saliva before inserting two of them into your sweet spot.

you muffled a moan, but it was useless as the boy on the other the line quickly noticed that something was wrong.

'hey, are you okay?' he asked confused and somewhat worried 'i thought i heard something' how cute.

yeonjun brought his face closer to your neck, biting and sucking gently 'put him on speaker' he said with his characteristic deep voice when he was in that mood.

and of course you did it.

'y-yeah, it's just that i'm a little shaken up from today's practice, you know, cheerleading stuff' you lied mercifully, because clearly you wouldn't say that there's a guy fingering you and that guy just happens to be choi yeonjun.

'on a saturday at ten at night?' you heard him laugh softly. looks like he's caught you red handed 'anyway, 'i wanted to know if we could get together monday morning to discuss about the work'.

'of course, at my house or at yours?'

'in mine. it's closer to your college, so i could take-' you couldn't hear him finish. yeonjun took your phone and ended the call suddenly, throwing it angrily on the bed.

before you could say anything to him, he grabbed your wrists with both hands and pushed them over your head, pressing his body closer to yours, preventing you from moving.

'what the fuck do you think you're doing?' you've seen him angry before, but he never got physical like now.

'what are you talking about? he just wants to be nice' he clicked his tongue and sighed heavily.

'yes, of course, and i was born yesterday' he replied with notorious sarcasm 'for you that's being nice, but for me that means he wants to fuck you in his flat and in his damn car'.

you widened your eyes in surprise and almost shocked, feeling a pressure in your chest that you had never experienced with him before.

'what the hell is wrong with you, yeonjun? you can't just think the worst of others. not everyone wants to wet their dick like you'.

'and you can't always think the best of others and believe that i'm the only one who wants to push you against the mattress, damn it' he spat angrily.

he quickly released you and moved away from you, walking away from your bed, walking out of the room. you got up and followed him to the front door.

'where do you think you're going?' you asked behind him, placing a hand on the door.

'finish this on your own, maybe thinking about soobin will help you cum quickly' he pushed you almost roughly and left your flat, slamming the door shut.

'damn son of a bitch'.

almost a week since you and yeonjun last saw each other. you only exchanged glances in the hallways. sometimes you would see him train secretly, and you knew that he did it too.

but no one dared to approach.

throughout that week, you were with soobin and practicing tonight's performance together with your team. tonight, yeonjun and soobin were going to play on different teams.

and you were just afraid.

you looked in the toillet mirror one last time before heading out to the basketball hall, noticing that your ribbon was scruffy and your lipstick was not applied correctly.

the sound of the door opening and the familiar voice caused you to jump a little in place.

'what do you want, choi yeonjun?' you asked without even looking at him at all, you only saw his body resting comfortably on the cubicle doors in the mirror, arms crossed and with that gigantic smile of a mischievous cat.

he looks so attractive like that, that for a moment you forgot what an idiot he is.

'i just wanted to know if you were going to cheer for me tonight' he replied calmly, moving closer to you.

'and what if i don't? are you going to corner me like that day?'

he bit his lips lightly and then licked it. his big hands took your waist and he forced you to turn around, being face to face.

'come on, doll, we can't spend our whole lives pretending we don't exist'

he leaned down to your neck and placed little kisses there, just the way you always liked 'you're so hot when you're angry'.

you sighed and leaned your neck to give him better access, surrendering to him and his charms.

his lips touched yours, joining in a needy, hungry kiss. your hands tugged at his hair, making him moan against your mouth.

he lifted you over the sink and you quickly wrapped your legs around him, feeling the bulge of him pressing against your pussy.

you moved as best you could, trying to create friction between you and him. yeonjun laughed in between the kiss.

'you're itching to fuck already, mmh?' you nodded 'ask me and i'll grant you the wish'.

you squeezed your eyes and sighed 'please, fuck me'.

he laughed again against your lips 'wish granted'.

you gasped when he practically ripped off your underwear and pulled you even closer to him. he removed his shorts and boxer, stroked his base a few times before fully entering and thrusting inside of you with a single thrust.

you heard him moan in relief once he hit rock bottom 'god, i missed this pussy so much'.

you leaned back a bit, touching your back against the mirror. you grabbed his hair again and pulled him close to you, connecting your lips against his.

you bit his lip as his fingers moved in a circular motion over your clit, pushing three fingers inside.

kisses distributed on your collarbones and chest almost make you explode.

the way he would go in and out would drive you crazy, how he would go deep and then not.

yeonjun held you tightly, hugging his body to yours. that is what definitely made you start moving desperately, chasing your orgasm.

'aw, are you about to cum?' he gently caressed your cheek as if you were an adorable little animal 'tell me, did you cum thinking about that idiot the other day?'

you denied 'no, i thought of you'.

he half smile, satisfied with your answer 'who makes you cum?'

'you' muttered.

'say it louder' he grabbed you again and pushed himself hard 'I'm not listening, baby'.

'you' another push 'you' another one 'god, you'.

and you clung to him as if your life depended on it, moaning in his ear, feeling safe.

as it has always been.

the heavy eddies and knots appeared, the approaching heat and the familiar feeling in your belly took you over.

and he kissed you like he never did before.

and you felt something you had never felt before.

he hugged you tenderly and you could feel his heart beating like you had never heard it before, smelling his perfume in a new way and from a different point of view.

and when he moved away, you were already missing him.

'make yourself pretty, but not so cute because you're going to distract me' he laughed coquettishly, winking at you before leaving.

another time you would have rolled your eyes, but this time your heart jumped and your cheeks turned pink and filled with an unknown felling.

you also went out into the hallway and saw him leave, turning his back on you.

from not-so distant you heard his faithful devotees who were waiting for him, who received him with his characteristic nickname and insane applause,

starboy, starboy, starboy!

and you just smiled, knowing that that name would never be the same for him if you weren't the one who told him.

and you knew that it will never change.

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dearlyjun · 3 months

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5% tint ☆ c. yeonjun

☆ PAIRING: sugardaddy!yeonjun x collegestudent!reader (f)

☆ GENRE: smut (18+ readers only! dont make me block you)

☆ SUMMARY: you didn't think that doing well on an exam would mean that you would be fucked in the front seat of a porsche; good thing your sugar daddy has 5% tint.

☆ WORD COUNT: 1.2K

☆ WARNINGS: gendered terms are used (girl), semi public sex, unprotected sex, daddy kink, lots of praise from yeonjun, yeonjun drives a porsche (I think its a valid warning), yeonjun is wearing rings, making out, creampie kink perhaps?, dirty talk, obviously car sex!! lmk if i forgot anything its almost 1am and im an old lady.

☆ AUTHORS NOTE: so heres part of the concept that I literally could not stop yapping about if I tried. combining my interests here: a hot man taking care of me and a porsche of my dreams. I am actually considering making this a series, with a backstory and everythingg so lmk your thots :)

a big thank you to @silvergyus @nightlyawnzz @hearts4huening for being my beta readers for this, and I may use your services in the future.

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walking to the front of your lecture hall, you collected the results from your latest exam. After finding your name in the pile of papers, you could barely contain your excitement when you saw the boldly printed 100% on the front.

Yeonjun would be so happy.

You quickly walked back to collect your things, before pulling out your phone to text him since he was picking you up from class.

you: going to be walking out in a few. I have good results!!

yeonjun: ahh my smart girl. I'm waiting for you out front.

Soon after you walked out through the double doors of the building that you were in, spotting Yeonjun’s gray Porsche parked up front.

Yeonjun had a pretty dark window tint, so you couldn’t see inside that well. You opened the door, and slid into the passenger seat; Yeonjun beaming.

“There’s my girl.” He had the biggest smile on his face. “Look at you, dressed all cute.” He was referencing your plaid skirt and big crewneck sweatshirt that was actually his.

“Did you just come from the office or something?” You asked him, leaning in to kiss him. “You look so nice.” You smoothed your hand over his button down dress shirt, making him smirk.

“Now let me see this test, huh?”

“Okay.” You quickly dug the scantron out of your folder that you had. Handing it over to Yeonjun, leaning over his center console as he examined it.

He was smirking.

“Yeah, one hundred percent.” You spoke with a huge smile on your face.

“Ah, see I knew you’d do well.” Yeonjun put his hand onto your jaw to kiss you.

You hummed against his mouth, pulling him closer by his shirt. “I missed you last night, daddy.” You kissed him again.

Yeonjun smirked against your lips before pulling away slightly. “Yeah? You know I want you to focus on your school too.”

“I know, but sometimes it’s easier to study when I’m sitting on your lap. You know?” You reached down to feel Yeonjun’s cock, which to your surprise was half erect.

“With my cock inside of you? Princess, you know you can’t focus.”

You remembered the time you swore that you would sit still and study on Yeonjun’s lap while he worked. You didn’t last five minutes before you were fucking yourself on his cock.

You pouted as Yeonjun moved to kiss you towards your neck. “But I’m such a good girl for you, Daddy.”

Yeonjun practically choked back a moan; if his cock wasn’t hard before, it definitely was now. “And I always reward you, don’t I?”

He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, then went to unbuckle his belt to lower his pants. You let out an audible noise when he finally lowered his underwear, leaky, pretty cock out on full display.

“Go ahead and sit on it, pretty girl.” Yeonjun spoke, shuddering slightly when he swiped the tip with his thumb.

You felt a sudden tinge of shyness when you took off your shoes. Yeonjun could practically read your mind.

“The tints are too dark; no one can see you.”

“Okay, help me.” You answered, slightly laughing at the fact that you were going to climb over the console of a car that cost as much as your parents' house.

“I got you.” Yeonjun held onto you. Before you sat down on him, he pulled the fabric of your underwear out of the way.

“Oh my- fuck, you’re so wet.” Yeonjun gasped. “I’ll slip right fucking in.”

You lowered yourself onto him, and it was painfully slow; making you feel every inch of his cock.

Yeonjun was seconds away from ruining his leather with his fingernails with the way that he was gripping onto the passenger seat.

“Daddy…your cock. Fuck.” You sighed, dropping your head into his neck; taking a breath of his sweet cologne. He was fully inside of you, nuzzled up into that spot that makes your toes curl.

“Yeah, baby I know.” His hands were roaming your thighs and ass. Your underwear was cutting into you, but you couldn’t care less.

You slowly started to grind onto him, trying to find a rhythm in the limited space that you had. Yeonjun looked ahead, subtly watching if anyone walked by his car.

“You look so pretty, you know.” He spoke into your ear. “My dick inside of you in the front seat of my Porsche.” He suddenly gripped onto your hips, fucking you onto his cock.

“You’re my good girl, you know that?”

You couldn’t even answer, just let out a whimper of a moan.

“Repeat it back to me, baby.” His grip was so tight you thought his rings were going to make marks in your skin.

“I’m your…good girl.” You nearly choked on your words. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

Yeonjun could already tell by the way that you were clenching around him, and he probably wasn’t going to last much longer himself.

Yeonjun turned your face to look at him in one quick movement. “Yeah? I’m so fucking deep in you aren’t I?” His voice was low; you knew what he was doing.

The sounds of your cunt were obscene; Yeonjun loved every second of it. He studied your face as he angled your hips differently, cockhead hitting so deep that your jaw fell slack.

You’ve never looked so pretty to him. Honors student studying biology. Probably going to end up being a doctor. He knew you’d be decorated in cords at your graduation. But now, he was hitting so deep you couldn’t form a coherent sentence if you tried.

Letting out a rather loud whine when your orgasm finally hit you, Yeonjun kissed you, shushing you. After all, his car only had a tint; not soundproofing.

“Cum in me. Please, daddy.” You were nearly delirious, whimpering expletives. Yeonjun knew you were actually being serious, because you always begged him to. “That’s my reward, right?”

And how could he say no? Not when you were whining, begging as you pulled on his necklace to kiss him.

“You can take it all?” He asked. Stupid question. You always could, even if he had to fuck it back into you.

You eagerly nodded, lips jutting out to a pout before you kissed him again.

“God you drive me fucking insane.” Yeonjun’s last words before letting go of his orgasm that he was trying to hang onto. “You feel so fucking good.”

The fact that he was probably making a mess out of his seat was sent to the back of his mind. He’d deal with that later, because the moan that you let out made it all worth it.

“Fuck.” He was panting. “You have to be quiet.” Grinding his hips with yours; his cock was still inside of you making you slightly wince at how messy everything felt.

“Shit.” You muttered, looking down at where the two of your bodies connected.

“Yeah, I made a fuckin mess.” Yeonjun jokes, his hands roaming your thighs. “We should probably go back to my place….” His voice trailed off like it was a question.

“Hmm?” You were confused. “I thought you texted me earlier that you wanted to go to the Prada store, no?”

“Yes…” Yeonjun bit down on his bottom lip, smirking. “But I don’t think I'm finished with you yet.”

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naomiarai · 4 months

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yeonjun — things he would say during sex

— “sweet pussy, can i eat you out?”

— “your ass is not the only thing turning red if you close your legs again”

— “fuckk angel, don't clench or i'll get you pregnant real quick”

— “oh yeah? daddy's makes you feel so full? i know, baby, i know”

— “shit, look at the mess you made! what punishment should i give you?”

— “you're so fucking gorgeous, all mine aren't you?”

— “that's it, let go, god you squirted!, that's so hot, you're so hot”

— “you feel so good, wanna stay like this forever”

— “where'd you get such pretty tits from huh?”

— “gosh, have i fucked you dumb already? can't give me a kiss either?”

— “ride me doll, show me what i taught you, get your pussy wet”

— “you wan' it there? wan' me to cum there? beg”

— “too much? what's your safeword? oh? gonna keep your mouth shut after all”

— “call in sick tomorrow, i'm sure you're not walking for the next week”

— “doll, use your words, and then i'll fuck you”

— “did i make this cunt wet? just a lil kissing got your head spinning? sweet girl”

— “feels good doesn't it? you like this position huh? you're so sexy”

— “i'll make you cum so hard baby, just wait and watch, i'll make you chant my name”

— “so fucking eager, greedy pussy, greedy girl, so hungry for cock aren't you?

— “can i cum on your face? please?”

— “pretty girl, gonna fuck you full, have you leaking”

— “wan' my cock, fingers or mouth baby? all? cock slut”

— “faster? harder? fuck! you wan' more?”

— “take it! fuck– take it! you're made for this”

— “touch yourself for me, give me a show, show me how desperate you are”

— “finish what you started, go on, feels so good grinding doesn't it?”

— “open your mouth for me baby, be a good girl and suck won't you?”

— “don't have a condom, can i fuck you raw?”

— “you'll cum, don't worry, once you've learned your lesson”

— “one more time baby? got you”

— “smile for the camera”

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taegimood · 4 months

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— yeonjun overstimming himself to make you cum ♡ [one-shot]

pairing: choi yeonjun x fem!reader rating: nsfw, mdni wc: 1k warnings: smut, overstimulation (m receiving), creampie, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (m receiving), dirty talk, use of pet names (baby, good girl), tummy bulge, pussydrunk soft dom jun~

a/n - i’ve had this idea for a while now, lots of people seemed to like my other jun thought so here’s another one ♡ my inbox is open, send in requests for any member~!

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your legs tremble with every steady thrust to your cunt that yeonjun delivers, the room hot with moans and labored breaths.

the sight above you is heavenly; his dark hair hanging over his eyes, eyes that are boring into yours as he keeps his lips so tantalizingly close — so close, but just far enough to make you beg for it.

you whine as you chase him into a kiss. moaning into each other’s mouths as his skin slaps against yours, you squeeze your legs tighter around his waist and grip the toned arms that hold him up on either side of you as his pace begins to quicken. “baby..”

you can tell he’s close by the breathlessness in his voice and the way his eyes screw shut, lip tugging between his teeth to stop the moans that threaten to spill.

he’s fucking into you so deliciously. your back arches as the tip of his cock hits particularly deep; with a strangled gasp, your hips buck up into his and the way your pussy clenches around him has yeonjun seeing stars.

“baby, i’m- f-fuck, i’m gonna fill you up so good.” he groans. “such a good girl. pussy so good.. squeezing around me like that, fuck..” you can tell that he’s close. his thrusts grow sloppy, desperate, drilling into you as he chases his approaching high. you’re practically drooling, moans spilling from your parted lips as he hits so deep, so good —

before he can help it, his cum is spilling into you, stuttering thrusts slowing to a stop as he pants heavily; the silver chain around his neck is still swinging as he hovers over you, catching his breath. you whine desperately at the sudden loss of movement, your orgasm so close, now chased away —

as much as you want to cum on his cock, you’re at least happy to have his fingers and tongue to help you meet your high, always the doting boyfriend. but as yeonjun sits up onto his knees, what you don’t expect is for him to grip your hips, yanking you further down on his sensitive cock instead of slipping out of you like he usually would, your legs splayed open over his thighs as your hips lift slightly off the bed.

you both gasp in unison at the feeling. “j-jun-?!”

you’re already lifting yourself up onto your elbows, but yeonjun’s hands remain firm on your hips.

“still gotta make you cum, baby, don’t i? just relax for me,” he breathes. you drop back onto the pillow in surprise as a fresh wave of arousal crashes over you, your boyfriend’s sweaty chest still rising and falling in pants as his brows furrow at the over-sensitivity. “jjunie it’s okay, you can just—“

his first thrust takes the words right off of your tongue and somewhere far, far away, and this new angle has you gripping the sheets for dear life. “fuck,” you gasp out as he picks up the pace into a sharp rhythm, pulling your hips against his with firm slaps of skin on skin, his twitching, hardening cock drilling the deepest parts of you like it’s his job. you can’t stop the lewd moans now, wondering how you’re even able to make any sound at all when he’s fucking you this good.

“that’s it, baby, take it,” he grunts, his eyes glued to the bulge of his big cock in your tummy.

“you like it when i use myself to get you off, huh? you like it when i service you like this?” he chuckles, the filthy wet noises that your pussy is making growing even wetter at his words. “y-yes..” you whimper pathetically, unable to even say anything else.

“so fucked out on my cock, can’t even speak..” he murmurs breathlessly, and despite all his taunts, you can tell that he’s no better than you as his words grow increasingly less convincing and just as desperate-sounding as you feel.

he’s pounding into you so messily, one of his thumbs moving over your clit in quick circles, his lips parted and head lolled back as he releases a loud groan at the way you’re clenching around him so tightly. you can see the way his abdomen is tensing from the sheer overstimulation he’s giving himself in his determination to get you off and you nearly cum just at the thought of it.“jjunie, ‘m so.. so fucking close, p-please.. please..”

“that’s it, baby, fucking cum all over my cock, let go for me, fuck- good girl-“ he gasps out, his voice more of a high whine now than anything, his low dominating tone from before practically evaporating with each thrust. his thumb is moving rapidly over your clit, eyes screwed shut and hips twitching, the over-sensitivity stripping him of any thought other than getting the both of you to cum. “n-need it, jun, need it so bad-!” you’re rambling, gripping onto his hand that still holds your hip, shaking and squirming and desperately trying to buck your hips further into him. you can feel the chord about to snap when your eyes meet his, and just like that, your vision flashes white as your orgasm wracks over your entire body. you can feel yeonjun’s warm cum spurting into you again as he moans out filthily, both of you shaking and slick with sweat as he finally collapses on top of you in a daze.

neither of you speak as you both catch your breath, chests moving fervently against each other’s. yeonjun slumps fully into the crook of your neck.

“holy fuck,” he rasps.

“yeah. holy fuck, yeonjun.”

he lifts his head tiredly to give you a shit-eating grin. his hand moves to soothe up and down your waist; “my stamina is no joke, huh?” you roll your eyes but return his smile anyway, resting your arms around his shoulders as you pull him down into a kiss. “can’t believe you did that..” you mumble shyly. he nuzzles his face into your cheek, peppering it with kisses, and you giggle.

“gotta give my best for my baby.”

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jeongin-lvr · 5 months

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💭 ׄ ︵͡ a little crush, c. beomgyu

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗌𝖿！𝖻𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎，𝖿𝗐𝖻？𝖬𝖤𝖠𝖭 𝖡𝖤𝖮𝖬𝖦𝖸𝖴 𝖲𝖴𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖬𝖠𝖢𝖸，𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋! 𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿𝗅𝗒，𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗆，𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝖿 𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍？𝗀𝗒𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍，𝖻𝖺𝖽／𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅，𝖾𝗍𝖼，𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽．edited！

[ 𝟣．𝟥𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]

"𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗧 𝗨𝗣," Beomgyu’s voice was hoarse and tired but his movements and touch was quite the opposite. Hands clawing and handling your figure as he pressed your face into the pillow in your bed. But no matter how much you hissed at you to stay quiet, with the way he was fucking into you from behind, you quite literally couldn't.

Your fingers desperately grasped onto the white bedsheets, eyes fluttering shut and brimming with thick, hot tears. Beomgyu’s rough hands angled your ass just right, hand on the back of your head and pressing you into the pillow with need; the deeper he fucked, the more he pushed you into the mattress below.

"G－Gyu!" Your muffled voice coming out in a whiny tone, despite the thickness of the pillow muffling your words, your voice was loud and only getting louder, "So... f-fucking deep—"

"Do you want Yeonjunnie to hear? Hm? You fucking slut, you want your big brother to catch you getting fucked by his best friend?" Beomgyu taunted, knowing it only fueled the fire rather than tame it. But a sick, sick part of him loved the thrill of it. Of never knowing when the two of you are going to be caught in the act.

It's the 3rd night in a row he's been staying at your house, for Yeonjun of course. Best friends, as they always said. Beomgyu was his best friend. You grew up thinking Beomgyu was the prettiest boy ever, always having a tiny crush on him (actually massive but you won't admit it). Seeing him every weekend was both the highlight and worst day of the week because of how nervous he made you — almost sickeningly to the point of tears.

When he joined soccer, your brother joined too which meant you went to all his games. You saw every time he’d run and laugh while you silently cheered off to the side. You saw him sweat and each time he lifted his shirt you damn near passed out. When Beomgyu had crushes you'd envy whatever girl he'd be swooning for. You knew he only saw you as the little nuisance Yeonjun had around; the sister, you thought. That was all. Apparently a one year age difference was enough to stop the world.

But not anymore. Not since you started college and every night you'd come home to Yeonjun and Beomgyu, also in college, mostly fucking around doing whatever boys do. Beomgyu suddenly caught a liking to you— his eyes following your movements with anything you did. And of course you noticed because, well, that's the guy you've been longing for practically your entire life. Every first you wished it was him, every crush was nothing compared to the desire you had for him. Obviously, the crush shrunk as the years went on, but there was always a part of you that begged for him.

He caught you in the kitchen one day. Your back turned so you didn't immediately see him. You were simply finishing up the dishes, wiping away the wetness on your hand and placing the last plate on the drying rack. Suddenly, two hands were pinning you to the sink, two very large hands on either side of your body, a low tone filling your ears.

"I heard you have a little crush."

And the rest was history.

"N-no! Can't help it, m'sorry— oh!" A particularly sharp thrust stabbed at your g-spot, the fluttering sensitivity making your eyes fall shut and your heart pound through your ears, "Beomgyu!" You cried out his name and in an instant his hand was pushing your head deeper into the pillow, stuffing your mouth with the cotton and letting the soft, suffocating fabric lull your voice.

"Then fucking learn," He growled into your ear as he let you up for air, whispers sharp as knives. And with that he began to fuck into your ass quicker, watching with wild eyes as your wet pussy devoured his cock with every pump. The precum dripping everywhere onto the sheets, down your thighs, even on his lower abdomen, everything was drenched, "Look at this fucking mess. Noisy and a messy girl... don't you have any manners?"

You cried, letting a pleasurable tear drip down your face and into your mouth. Beomgyu snickered sadistically, kissing the tear streak in a surprisingly soft way, going to your ear, "Bad girl, aren't you?"

There was a shuffling outside your bedroom door and within an instant your head shot up, eyes wild and wide. High alert as you tried to fight against Beomgyu's dominant hand, alas, he won, keeping your hair wrapped in his hand while his dick still fervently filled you up.

"W-who is it?" You blubbered out behind a hiccup, struggling to stay up and coherent. Beomgyu watched with intrigue, tongue flicking across his upper lip.

Yeonjun's voice was apparent and you had to curse yourself instantly, "Yeonjun. Y/n, everything okay in there? I thought I heard crying."

You instantly tried cover for yourself, "No, I'm fine! My b-back is just—" Beomgyu slammed into you, the wet slap of bodies meeting making you jolt and almost moan out, stopping yourself before the lewd sound left your lips, "It's s-sore."

Yeonjun shuffled but never left, "Are you sure? Can I come it to che—"

"No, no I-I'm fine!" You begged desperately, not wanting your brother to catch you being ruined by his own best friend.

"Oh...kay, then have you seen Beomgyu? He said he had to piss and then he disappeared," Yeonjun half snickered with obvious concern and confusion in his voice.

Beomgyu bent to your ear, tugging your head to the side, "Why don't you tell him how he's fucking into your pretty cunt right now, hm, love?"

You shook your head with teary eyes, cheeks red and eyes blurry from tears, "G—Gyu... can't!" You tried to whisper but it came out more as a incoherent babble of moans.

"What's that, Y/n?" Yeonjun questioned.

"N-nothing, I haven't seen him, Jun! F-fuck," You struggled against your own tongue, unraveling around Beomgyu’s dick piece by piece until you shivered and shook. Then you felt yourself cream around him, the hot nectar dripping down your thighs seamlessly in thick globs. Beomgyu felt you fall apart, pressing your entire face into the pillow and heaving out, begging you to stay quiet. Yet, there was that sinister smirk on his angular features.

"I'll go look for him!" Yeonjun called just as you unwinded and broke, shaking violently around Beomgyu’s cock with wavering consciousness.

Beomgyu cooed, "Hm, such a slut aren't you? Cumming before I even said you could? And with your brother right there... fucking whore."

You sobbed, reaching for his hand desperately, which he accepted. There was a soft moment shared as your fingers interlocked and he remained buried deep in your throbbing cunt. Then Beomgyu moved again, making you sputter and shake with overstimulation.

"I didn't say I was done, did I?" Beomgyu snickered, squeezing your hand as you listened to the tapping feet of Yeonjun just outside, searching for the very man ruining your organs at the moment.

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rainbowhao · 2 months

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fratboy yeonjun

mature

fratboy yeonjun who doesn't get deterred when you brush off his advances—something no sane-minded person has done thus far

fratboy yeonjun who follows you around like a lost puppy, carrying your backpack and walking you to your next lecture

fratboy yeonjun who learns that you're practically untouchable, that you keep to yourself and are a mystery to basicslly everyone on campus

fratboy yeonjun who doesn't take your wariness to heart and just wants to get to know you—at least, that's what he tells you

fratboy yeonjun who is sure you're a virgin and makes it his personal goal to be the person who changes that

fratboy yeonjun who has natural charm and can see the way he affects you when he brushes your waist or whispers in your ear

fratboy yeonjun who starts calling you baby and sweetheart and somehow the names feel so right spilling from his lips

fratboy yeonjun who teases you every chance he gets

"in the classroom? what if someone sees us?" he chuckles when you pull him through the doorway, loving the way you flush

"this tastes pretty good." he licks the lollypop he stole from your bag. "but you know what would taste better?"

he rubs his chest when you swat him. "ouch, baby. that hurt."

"wow. your hand is so small. look."

"you can always sit in my lap." his impractical solution when there's no seat

fratboy yeonjun who isn't afraid of physical contact and touches you whenever the opportunity strikes

fratboy yeonjun who miraculously convinces you to let him stay the night in your dorm room because he's too tired to walk back, who promises to be on his best behavior and do whatever you say

fratboy yeonjun who sneaks his way into your bed and eventually your heart, waking up to your bodies warm and entangled

fratboy yeonjun who quietly watches you get ready for class, making no attempt to leave even when he starts to get hungry

fratboy yeonjun who asks for you to share the chapstick you put on with zero expectation of you falling for his silly games

"you can try it, if you want."

fratboy yeonjun who is caught off guard when you sit next to him and shyly look at your lap, waiting for him to make the first move

fratboy yeonjun who kisses you with more gentleness than he knew possible, cupping your cheek and allowing you to test the waters

fratboy yeonjun who has your tummy heating with desire when he pulls you onto his lap, stroking your sides and murmuring sweet things in between kisses

fratboy yeonjun whose plans are completely thrown out the window when he finds himself falling for you

fratboy yeonjun who becomes the cliche, clingy boyfriend who can't go more than a few hours without seeing you

"does that feel good?" he asks, biting his lip at the sight of you below him. you shiver when his thumb brushes against you.

fratboy yeonjun who has far too much fun taking his sweet time when you so desperately need him

"tell me if it hurts, baby." he peppers kisses along your neck before slowly pushing inside. you both whimper at the feeling of him finally being inside, finally having you in a way no one ever has

fratboy yeonjun who unintentionally corrupts you after you find out just how good his head game is and can't think about anything else

fratboy yeonjun who is more than happy to eat you out anywhere, anytime, putting his sin-like lips to work all over your body

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beomie3 · 8 months

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shoong! - choi yeonjun

pairing: boyfriend idol! yeonjun x fem!reader

summary: an upcoming dance challenge video with one of yeonjun’s role models has him nervous, overworking himself with the tricky choreo. but you’re by his side, there to relax him in more ways than one ;)

wc: 3.9k

warnings: smut, cursing, heavy make out, oral (both giving/receiving), unprotected sex, yeonjun is down bad (so are you), also tons of fluff too!<3

title track: shoong! - taeyang

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

"stop! start again," the choreographer's voice echoes throughout the dance studio for the tenth time tonight, biting your nails as you watch yeonjun hang his head in frustration.

his black tank top was beginning to pool with sweat, occasionally lifting it to wipe his forehead as beads formed near his hairline. to say he was tired was an understatement.

after practicing all day for an upcoming tour, he also had to master a solo dance for a challenge video promotion he would be filming soon. you could practically feel his exhaustion from afar when he shot you a tired glance.

you lifted your fist in a "fighting" gesture, being the only form of support fueling him. because right now, the choreographer was on his case and it angered you, if you were being completely honest. you wished she would tone it down a bit. but yeonjun found her harsh orders a helpful form of guidance, always pushing himself to the extreme.

the choreographer cued the music and it began echoing throughout the mirrored studio, the only sound booming other than yeonjun's sneakers squeaking onto the wood floor and her shouting down from five.

he began to move fluidly with the music like he was one with it, moving his hips and arms and legs perfectly, even better than what the choreography called for. he was the best dancer you'd ever seen, and damn was he passionate in what he did.

the song came to its end and he had to lay on the cold, wood floor for a moment to catch his breath, standing up immediately when the choreographer approached him.

"great, now with better visuals." she almost scolded him, noticeably bringing him down with her backhanded compliment. more visuals? but lady, he is the visual. it took everything in you to restrain yourself from walking over there and saying just that. but doing that will probably do more bad than good, ultimately having to painfully retract yourself.

you furrowed your brows, fingernails aching as you watched your boyfriend get into position again, somehow mustering a natural and sultry smile as he did the dance over, body flowing perfectly with the deep bass of the song.

your heart ached for him, already thinking of all the ways you would take care of him after he was done practicing, wanting to give him all the love and care in the world after getting through such a physically draining day.

yeonjun doubled over after the song ended and the choreographer signaled he had "passed" with a few claps and a thumbs up from the staff room, dismissing him for the night as he chugged water and wiped sweat from his face.

he sluggishly made his way over to where you stood by the changing room, melting into your arms as soon as he reached you. it felt as he had just gone for a swim, damp from head to toe with sweat.

"you're gonna kill it tomorrow with taeyang," you assured him, gently rubbing his wet back as he breathed you in. you knew yeonjun was nervous for this, he had worked his ass off perfecting the choreo because he always looked up to taeyang even since his trainee days. and now, he was going to film a promo with him, how surreal.

"i know," he whispered into your hair, the small smile on his face obvious because of his tone. you looked up at his flushed face, plump lips tugged into a sweet open-mouthed smile as he still caught his breath, running a hand through his dark, wet locks.

"c'mon, let's go home," you patted his hip and he nodded sluggishly, quickly slipping on the fresh hoodie you brought him before wrapping an arm around you, exiting the dance studio together.

once you returned to your apartment, you ran junie a shower like you always did after a long, hard practice; either joining him to wash up or staying back in the kitchen to make him his favorite soup while he showered.

today, you made his soup faster than usual, leaving it covered on the stove to retain its warmth while you went to go check on him in the shower.

steam escaped the bathroom as you opened the door, knocking on its wooden frame to advise him you were entering. his head poked out from the shower curtain, black hair slicked back from the water; a heavy glint of worry in his eyes, lips slightly downturned. baby :(

you felt a pang at your heart, immediately entering the steaming room and wrapping your arms around his wet body from where you stood, not caring that you were still fully clothed. you could sense that look from a mile away; he just wanted to be held. to be told everything will be okay.

"i'm just...really worried about tomorrow. what if i mess up? i can't do that in front of taeyang, i just can't." his voice was frail and he sunk his face into your neck and sighed, melting into you as your shirt quickly became soaked from his wet head of hair.

"yeonjun, you're the best dancer i've ever known. the best person i've ever known. you'll do amazing. you are amazing." you lightly massaged his shoulder with your palms, feeling him melt deeper into the hug. his face softened at your kind words, but he still struggled to even fake a smile.

"get in with me?" he didn't even let you respond before he was pulling you in, helping your clothes off and throwing them off next to his on the bathroom floor. he hugged you even tighter now, both of you silent under the running water, just holding him there as he breathed you in, sighing as you stroked his damp hair.

"it's all going to be okay," you whispered into his skin, gently pressing loving kisses to his neck. you wanted to relax him, give him all of your physical affection to remind him of just how much you love him. to calm his nerves before the big day tomorrow which you knew he sure as hell would kill.

trailing your kisses up his neck, under his jaw, and meeting your lips with his pillowy ones, he kissed you back softly.

"don't worry junie." you whispered against his plush lips. this was what he needed; your kisses and your reassurance. the warmth of your body pressed to his in a tight embrace. like you were an angel, coming to save him of all of the harshness of the world.

"it'll all be okay," you trailed your fingers to the tops of his shoulders, lightly rubbing the sore muscles while pressing tender kisses to his collarbones, sensing him lean his head back to the shower wall, relaxing under your touch.

you gently squeezed the muscles of his arms all the way down to his hands, following with the trail of your lips across his chest, working your way down to his lower stomach, where his abdomen slightly tensed in sensitivity. you knelt in front of him, looking up at him with kind eyes, and he looked down at you with a half-lidded gaze, neediness clearly present.

"just relax," you smiled up at him, and he gave you a small nod, the corner of his lip slightly upturned and sucked between his teeth, savoring your delicious touch. his member had already grown helplessly erect since you first started showering his neck in gentle kisses; pressed flush against his stomach and just waiting for your magical touch.

you gently trailed your fingers over his flushed tip, deriving a small shudder from your boyfriend as he leaned back onto the shower wall, eyes closed, just enjoying the moment. you took his heavy hardness into your hand, gently stroking him, kitten-licking the pre-cum off of his tip just the way he needed it.

he sucked air between his teeth at the sensation of your warm tongue on his sensitive tip, a low moan escaping his lips when you licked up and down his length, swirling your tongue on the sensitive skin. you were just too good.

his hand fell to your hair, tangling his fingers between the wet locks as you took him entirely into your mouth, tip hitting the back of your throat and slightly making you gag, the feeling fucking fantastic to him.

the way you looked up at him with tears pooling in your eyes from sucking him off so good made all worries flee his head immediately, only thing he could do was watch you, enjoying the insane pleasure you gave him.

his groans grew louder, echoing throughout the bathroom, spewing your name as you quickened your pace, doing everything so perfectly he could just bust at any moment. the way you trailed your fingers up and down his thighs, tracing his hip bones and running them across his abs had him going insane, pleasure through the roof as he released a loud moan, back arching against the shower wall.

"you're so good baby," his voice was low, tongue emerging to wet his lips as you began stroking and sucking simultaneously, getting a good rhythm going before he was a moaning mess, bucking his hips into your hand, rutting himself deeper into your mouth.

"i'm so so close," he pressed his head back onto the wall, slightly pulling at your hair, still gentle with you. but when you quickly flicked your tongue on his tip, it was over; inviting hot cum to shoot all over your mouth, licking your lips clean of it.

he huffed out of breath, eyes half open as he gave you a lazy grin, fucked out of his mind. helping you to your feet as you hugged his waist, he pressed kisses to the crown of your wet hair. the sound of his chuckle brought warmth to your heart; that's all you wanted, was to see your boyfriend happy and worry free.

"your soup is warm and waiting for you in the kitchen," you stroked his cheek, smiling when he placed a small kiss to your lips. he couldn't quite find the right words to thank you, so he pecked your lips repeatedly, holding you so tight. he even forgot exactly what he'd been stressing over, thanks to you. just knowing you'd be by his side tomorrow was all he needed.

and there he was again- next day in the studio, examining his outfit in front of the large mirrors, and you were too; checking out the beige, designer sweater he sported along with some baggy pants and black shoes. he was already absolutely killing it and taeyang had yet to arrive.

you noticed his slightly uneasy posture when he looked over at you, the hint of nervousness in his expression. you beckoned him over quickly.

jogging to over you when the staff weren't looking, you handed him a small napkin, holding the weight of his favorite cookie you had baked him this morning before you drove over to watch his big filming day.

he unraveled it, revealing the small sugar cookie with "yj fighting<3!!" piped onto it perfectly with baby blue frosting, bringing a blushing smile to his cheeks which he failed to hide with his other hand, finding it the cutest thing ever.

he slipped the cookie between his lips, smiling even bigger when the sweet flavor soothed his nerves. "you're the best," he praised your baking skills with a full mouth, chewing quickly and giving you a quick peck on the lips before running off to the dance floor when the choreographer emerged from the staff room.

the minutes went by of watching your boyfriend gain more and more confidence during his warm ups, rehearsing the song thoroughly before the arrival of the other idol.

you almost wanted to kick your feet at watching yeonjun's reaction to meeting taeyang; their interaction was professional yet so wholesome, bowing every second they could and you smiled, so happy to see your boyfriend enjoying himself with one of his role models. you were beyond proud of him, and you're sure many other moas felt the same.

after some small talk, it was time to begin filming, and you dialed in on yeonjun, praying that he would find his confidence through it all. and boy did he ever; moving so in tune with the music that he practically became it, mesmerizing you.

and damn was he sexy, moving his body carefully yet rhythmically with each beat, giving it his all when it came to his solo in front of the camera. he gave the camera a few winks and he looked over at you after each take, shooting you the same wink. you simply melted in your little spot by the changing room.

the sound of shoong! by taeyang was long engraved in your ears by now as it was probably the hundredth time hearing it over the span of two days. but you could never get tired of watching your man dance, eyes trailing his every slick move; every subtle rut and roll of his hips and flick of his tongue over his lips. feeling so lucky that such a man was yours.

you felt yourself slightly hold your breath during each take, fingers crossed that yeonjun would be happy with his performance and not too hard on himself, and every time he shot you a satisfied smile after each monitoring period, you brimmed with happiness, so glad he could see himself shine the same way you did.

after several hours of watching your boyfriend and taeyang dance professionally through the choreography countless times, getting takes with every angle possible, they said their goodbyes and he was dismissed for the night.

a large smile grew on junie's cute face as he ran over to you like an excited puppy, wrapping his arms around you tightly, nearly picking you up.

"see!! i knew you could do it! i'm so proud of you." your words simply meant the world to yeonjun, gazing into your sparkling eyes as you both brimmed with contentment. his love for you grew in this moment, wanting to repay you for being so amazing.

you weren't even halfway through the front door of your apartment before you had to come up for a breath amidst your heavy make out with yeonjun, his hands trailing everywhere imaginable on your body as you stumbled past the door.

shutting it with his foot, yeonjun scooped you up, wrapping your legs around his hips as he pressed you against the wall of the living room, decorating your neck with kisses and love bites.

"we deserve a little celebration don't we?" he mumbled already out of breath against your ear, and you nodded, basking in the excitement of the moment.

"you actually did so good junie," you kissed his neck softly as he carried you to the bedroom, hearing his small giggle as he set you down on the bed.

"only because of my #1 cheerleader," he leaned down, pressing his hips in between your legs and reuniting his lips with yours. the kisses were hot and passion-filled, making him begin to sweat even after all of the dancing he had done tonight.

he helped your shirt off of you, throwing it off to the side where your shoes were also kicked off, kissing a trail in between your breasts and down to your pants, undoing the button with a swift tug.

you could already feel wetness pooling in your underwear from the moment he was playing with the hem of your waistband in the taxi on the way home, occasionally slipping his pinky under and tickling the skin, hinting at you of what he wanted to do tonight.

and here you two were, not even home for three minutes and already a whimpering, moaning mess as you made out half naked on the bed, lips swollen from his nibbles as he lightly circled your clit through your panties.

you pulled his sweater off and threw it aside, running your fingers across his damp skin as he shivered, smirk widening against your lips. his lips ghosted down to your waistband, leaving a trail of kisses and goosebumps behind as he slowly peeled your underwear from your throbbing wetness, just begging to be touched by the handsome man in front of you.

teasing you with a few thigh kisses, he spread your legs far apart, hooking them under his elbows and then over his shoulders as he got a good look at you, licking his lips at how delicious you looked glistening in the dim lighting of the bedroom.

"thank you for being there for me, always," he flicked his eyes up at you with a warm smile, diving in between your legs before you could even say anything back but the moan that escaped your throat, arching your back at the sheer pleasure as he licked up and down your folds gratefully, savoring every bit of your essence.

yeonjun knew what the hell he was doing in many different aspects. in this one, he for sure knew how to make you scream his name and have you coming all over his face in a matter of minutes.

curling his fingers up to hit your jackpot, hot pleasure dispersing throughout your body, eyes rolling back as he fucked his fingers into you, flicking his tongue against your bundle of nerves deliciously.

one loud moan of his name and your legs were shaking on his shoulders, giving out when you rode out your wave of absolute pleasure, leaving your juices on his fingers which he licked clean.

he was quick to kiss you again while you caught your breath and recovered from the pulsations of your orgasm, helping him unbuckle his pants and dropping them to the floor; every vein visible on the imprint of his rock hard member through his underwear.

you were already soaking wet again when you helped him peel his underwear off of his hips; the sight of his dick springing out had your mouth practically watering again, just needing to lick off the bead of precum that formed at his tip.

but that was all he allowed you to do, wanting to take care of you this time, considering last night only he had finished and not you. in his eyes, you deserved to come even twenty times if you were up to it.

he took control, pressing you back down onto the bed as he kissed you, his warm member nudging against your stomach, so hard you just wanted to be stuffed full already.

taking your legs in either of his hands, he held them up in the air, tapping his tip against your entrance and then entering slowly to give you time to adjust, easing in so effortlessly due to how drenched you were.

he threw his head back at your warmth that engulfed him to no end, walls sucking him in perfectly. he threw your legs onto his shoulders so that they bent at the knees, hands on the plush of your hips to support each of his thrusts as he began to slowly and deeply pound into you, your moans echoing though the room with slaps of skin.

his hips snapped rhythmically against your own, which after all, yeonjun knew how to use his hips considering how amazing of a dancer he was; leaving you mesmerized with them more so after watching him dance tonight. and now you were getting to see him use them up close and personal, grinding skin to skin against you with every twitch inside of you, practically wanting to scream.

he fucked you slow and deep, then hard and fast; knowing exactly when to speed up or slow down. not to mention, he liked to switch positions frequently, flipping you so easily around like you were putty in his hands.

he had you on all fours now, ass in the air as he pounded into you from behind; doggy being the best angle to spank you in, because he knew you loved it.

"fuuuckkkk," he drew out his words, a groan in his throat as he watched your ass bounce back onto his thighs, kneading the plush of your skin with a firm grasp and slapping it gently.

you were already about to come again and he could sense it by the way you tightened around him, growing louder as he reached around to palm your breasts, fingers circling your sensitive nipples.

"jun-" you could only moan half of his name, chanting it over and over like a prayer, sheets messy with sweat and some drool as you buried your face into the pillows.

"wanna come on my cock y/n? yeah? give it to me." he spoke through gritted teeth, giving it to you so good you were on the brink of exploding.

you spasmed violently all over him, doing everything in his power not to finish quite yet; thrusting into you slower to let you catch you breath, gently turning your face with his fingers to kiss your lips, warm chest pressed to your back.

before you knew it, he flipped you over again, his body weight melting on top of you as his cock was still buried deep inside, subtly twitching as you fluttered around him. he went slow, kissing you in what felt like slow motion as he hit the deepest parts of you, splitting you open with each of his thrusts.

his face was flushed, even more than when he dances, eyes half-lidded and sultry and gazing deeply into yours, lips plump and dark middle part messy over his wet forehead. he was sexy as ever.

his hips stuttered and you decided you wanted to give him a break after doing all the hard work, maneuvering him so that he lay on his back, you on top.

he got a beautiful view from this angle, well, you each did. but he smiled, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he gently palmed your tits, trailing his fingers down your waist and over the plush or your ass.

you rode him steadily, watching his dick stretch you perfectly from where he was laying. you thought maybe you could last a little longer for him, but the moment his thumb rhythmically massaged your clit, it was over. there you were bouncing on him, getting yourself off to the friction of his tip against your g-spot and nearly crying at how amazing he felt.

sensing you were so close and tired, he began rutting his hips up and into you, fucking you so hard you were almost dizzy, fisting the sheets in your hands as he pulled them from you and interlaced your fingers with his instead.

"you're so fucking good," you moaned at the last second before he was finishing inside of you, the warmth spreading around your core and pushing you to the edge as well as you collapsed to his chest in a sweaty heap.

you both breathed heavily, your head rising and falling on his chest as he caught his breath, pushing his wet bangs out of his face before hugging you tight.

you both lay there, pressing kisses to one another, talking about the events of the day and how excited he was to see how the promotion would turn out.

"tell me why that song is still stuck in my head," you weakly laughed on his chest, envisioning the smooth choreography in your head and how well he danced to it today.

"maybe i'll teach you?" he smiled down at you and you happily nodded, knowing that you two would probably end up back in this bed because dancing with yeonjun always gets you heated.

he kissed you again, so satisfied with everything in his life; knowing that if he had his #1 supporter next to him, he could conquer any hard choreo.

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a/n: if you made it this far, tysm for reading! <3 this is inspired by the t:time ep of yeonjun’s behind the scenes shooting of shoong! and i’ve also been trying to learn this choreo so why not write a fic!😭 hope you enjoyed <33

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sugawhaaa · 8 months

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Begging for a Yeonjun audio please🙏🧎

!!!YEONJUN SMUT AUDIO!!!

POV: it's his first time with you and he's never felt so good

There I finally did every member of txt AND skz and Hyunjin has 2 parts...is everyone happy now 😭 (jkjk I love seeing all your requests I just wish ppl would look at my writing:( but I'm still hella grateful)

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run2gyuz · 3 months

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★𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙏𝙓𝙏 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙭 ★

txt x fem!reader

𝘼/𝙉: finding out soob has a ceiling mirror has altered my life forever 🙏

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: mirror sex, praise, dacryphilia (soob), edging, orgasm denial (jun), possessiveness, degrading (Beom + tyun), Switch!taehyun, throat fucking, brat tamer!taehyun, size kink (kai), daddy kink (mentioned not written)

𝙬𝙘: 625

MINORS DNI

★ 𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣 ★

~ pretty / pretty girl

I feel like he’d be very into praising you as I said in my what he’d say drabble, like he thinks you’re beautiful all of the time, but especially when you’re crying underneath him :p I can see him making you look at yourself in the mirror, now we all know he has one on his ceiling :o (SCREAMING). Like he’d make you watch him fuck you saying, “you see how good you look pretty? So you good for me yeah,”. Soobin thinks Soobin knows you’re the prettiest girl and he won’t let you forget it.

★ 𝙔𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙣 ★

~ love/ darling

Contrary to popular opinion, I think Jun takes sex very seriously, like I think he is really romantic about it and wants you to feel amazing. He’s always asking if you feel okay, always edging you to the perfect release and making sure you get what you want. Don’t get me wrong he has his moments when he wants to fuck you into oblivion face down ass up, but 99% of the time he takes sex slow, makes it sensual and perfect for you. He’s always holding your hand or your waist, telling you that, “you’re so perfect for me my love,”. He’d also be a bit of a tease tho… (of course he would it’s Yeonjun?) “you wanna cum? Why didn’t you just ask darling,” he’d smirk after denying your release for the 3rd time….

★ 𝘽𝙚𝙤𝙢𝙜𝙮𝙪 ★

~ princess/ my girl

BEOMGYU. he’d definitely want to make you feel like your were the most important person ever, like he’d want you to feel like you were perfect. His hands would be grabbing at everywhere on your body, wanting to feel all of you whispering, “you’re so beautiful princess, so good for me yeah, gonna make you cum so good hm?” 🥴 I need this man. He’d also get really possessive during sex, but not jealous, he’s to cocky for that shit, boy knows you only want him. He’d brag that he’d ruined you, that no one would ever be able to make you cum as good as he could, “no one makes you feel like this do they my girl? can’t even cum on your own anymore? so pathetic, but so perfect, all for me,” AHHHHH I need a Beomgyu.

★ 𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣 ★

~ mommy brat

I am FULLY on the Taehyun switch agenda, like he’ll either be at your will, begging you to let him cum, literally crying, or he’ll be pounding into you from behind, muttering, “that’s it brat, fucking take it like the whore you are,”. There is no in between :p I feel like he’d either be fully at your submission, doing whatever you want him to or holding your head down while fucks your throat as tears fall from your eyes. I love love LOVE brat tamer!tyun as well like, imagine you acting needy all day and as soon as you get home he fucks you so hard, knowing you wanted him to edge you so instead overstimulating you. But if you really wanted to, you’d only have to run your hand over his abs, squeeze his cock through his pants and he’d be the one crying for you.

★ 𝙃𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙆𝙖𝙞 ★

~ baby / baby girl

Being the youngest, Kai gets babied a lot so he loves the fact that he can baby you, and that you don’t think of him as the baby, but as something quite the opposite. ALSO HUENING X SIZE KINK?? yes please. He just loves the fact that you’re smaller than him and for once he is the one ‘in charge’, not the person everyone is babying. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight? I fit perfectly yeah?”. Ngl I don’t like writing daddy kink but he gives me the vibes!!! He’d definitely have you underneath, “so helpless baby girl, need me to do everything yeah?” UFH KAI PLEASE.

𝘼/𝙉: like + reblog pls <3 requests are open!

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hyyukas · 5 months

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dom!yeonjun w a corruption kink <3

smut mdni

warnings: bff!yeonjun, readers a virgin, readers gender is not mentioned, innocence/corrupting kink, masturbation, he's not rough but also not that gentle, maybe Jjuns a bit possessive, not proofread, this cld be better but wtv

thinking about bff!yeonjun who's known you since before you could talk. he knows everything about you, what your favourite food is, what genre of novels you like, what time you eat dinner . . . . . even the amount of people you've kissed :3 which just so happens to be none >.<

he's the person you ask about everything, despite being the same age he seems to know so much more than you ! he absolutely loves it, loves the way your eyes shine in curiosity whenever he explains something new to you, loves your enthusiast smile whenever he offers to show you how to do something.

you think it's just him being kind and a good best friend, but unknown to you your gentle touches and innocent gazes are just feeding his sick fantasies. he swears he has good intentions, but then he also can't deny the way his cock jumps when you ask about sex <3 . . .

it's when you ask him how to masturbate with a flushed face and a trembling voice that he finally snaps. he lays you down so gently, placing his hands on top of yours and teaching you how to tease yourself. bff!yeonjun who works you up by making you flick your nipples, by caressing your thighs and rubbing yourself over your underwear.

he whispers dirty words in your ear and makes you tease yourself until you're whining and begging with tears staining your flushed cheeks. and fuck he's so sure he comes in his boxers when you whisper out, "please jjun, need you so bad . . . need you inside of me" the way you stare up at him with your watery eyes is driving him insane.

a few minutes later you're splayed out on your back while Yeonjun is thrusting his fat cock into your tight hole, he tries his best to be gentle he swears :( you're squealing, moaning and making so much noise he has no choice but to shut you up with a hand over your drooling mouth >.<

"ffuuck angel, gotta be quiet hm ? love your cute little noises but I can't have anyone else hearing you, after all your sweet moans are only for me, hmm ?"

he loves it when you nod with tears, snot nd drool everywhere, your legs trembling as they rest on top of his shoulders. he loves it when you pull his fingers into your mouth unprompted and start sucking on them. and he adores when he finally makes you come.

yeonjun watches when your first ever orgasm washes over you. his cock only drills into you harder when he feels your walls clenching and pulling him in, he takes so much pride in the fact he can make you look so slutty <3 your eyes roll into the back of your head, and it's your first time so he can't scold you when the sounds you let out are practically screams !

you're so far gone you don't even realise yourself clinging to him, forcing his hips closer to yours with your heels so that when he comes it's so deep inside of you that he swears he sees stars :3

#© hyyukas #idk what came over me it just did #txt smut #txt x reader #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt drabbles #choi yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x reader #choi yeonjun smut #yeonjun smut #choi yeonjun hard hours #yeonjun hard hours #choi yeonjun hard thoughts #yeonjun hard thoughts #choi yeonjun drabbles #yeonjun drabbles

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hyufucks · 1 year

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HOW MANY SECRETS CAN U KEEP?

pairing ➳ choi yeonjun + fem!reader

c. warning(s) — university!au, public sex, degradation, overstimulation, unprotected sex, dirty talk, age gap.

w. count — 6,024

✦ minors do not interact.

there are a couple of secrets that, of course, only you know.

first secret: at the age of fourteen, you smoked weed for the first time on the wall that was left in the schoolyard together with other guys. yes, you were too young to try that, but everyone in your class and in your school itself had already tried weed.

second secret: you ran away when you were sixteen to go to a party that was far from your house. Honestly, you didn't have a great time.

third secret: you stole and modified an exam because you had forgotten to do an exercise.

and finally, the fourth secret: you are in a kind of sexual relationship with the captain of the university basketball team, choi yeonjun.

why do you have a secret relationship with him? you see, a few months ago you and him had agreed to keep whatever you have a secret for both of your sakes, since girls would be shocked and lash out if they found out that the most handsome guy in university is having a relationship with someone, and your teachers would really care about your grades and reputation, possibly blaming your relationship if you do poorly on a test.

most of the sexual encounters take place on the campus, the toilets, the small garden in the back, the parking, etc.

of course the current situation in the teacher's room is not far behind.

your legs are wrapped around yeonjun's waist as he hits you deep in all the right places, squeezing and digging his nails into the skin of your shaped thighs.

his head is thrown back, sighing and breathing loudly just for you. his dark hair is messy and slightly wet, leaving a few strands of hair clinging to the skin on his forehead.

you try to keep quiet so as not to be catch, but he is fucking you so good that it is impossible to keep your mouth shut against the stimuli that you love to receive only from him.

you grip his jacket tightly with one hand and with the other you scratch his neck, leaving visible scratch marks that will soon turn dark red.

“y-yeonjun…” his hand quickly covers your mouth, squeezing it tightly to keep you quiet.

"shhh, don't be so loud" he begins to speak in a low tone, looking into your eyes "you don't want us to be catch out and everyone finds out what a slut the model student is, do you?" he asks amused. you nod quickly as you begin to feel tears welling up in your eyes, wetting the older's hand.

the truth is that yeonjun is a year older than you. you were in first year when you first saw him, and now you are in your second year while he's in his third year.

he was a dream, or rather, he is a dream for you and every other student at the university. you really never thought that you would have the opportunity to have secret sex with the perfect choi yeonjun, much less that he would only notice you among so many pretty girls.

"you look so beautiful today…did you really wear this pretty skirt for me, mmh?" "did you want me to see you walk down the aisles looking so cute to fuck you so hard at this table?" his lips come up to your ear, lightly biting your cheekbone "or did you want me to kneel down to eat your pretty and sweet pussy?"

"i bet you want to cum in my mouth and squeeze my hair like you always do" he licks your neck slowly, smiling as a soft moan stifles his hand "i'm really dying to eat you, but you're going to be as loud as you are right now. .."

his words have an huge effect on you, causing your velvety walls to tighten in length. a satisfied growl slips from his lips before biting and sucking on your neck, leaving marks.

your saliva begins to fill his palm, making your mouth water and your eyes roll at the brief memory of yeonjun desperately eating you in the toilets. but the reality is that no matter how good he is with his tongue, his cock is a thousand times better and you prefer it much more than anything else.

without you realizing it, your interior begins to heat up and form a whirlpool of almost satisfaction. your juices slowly begin to leak from your battered hole, making you moan at the feel of the cold threads slipping through your folds.

your thighs press much closer to yeonjun's waist, desperately moving to pleasure yourself and reach the orgasm you long for.

he can knows that, so he quickly deepens his thrusts before thrusting hard into you, causing the table beneath you to jerk.

"what a desperate whore. who would have imagined that the role model of this institution would be a little slut hungry for cock" his words come out broken as he still feels that you suck him at the way he fucks you crudely "even i'm surprised that you squeeze me incredibly good" he holds your inner thigh with his free hand, feeling it get drenched by your juices "i'm going to fuck you so many times until you pass out"

and that is literally enough for you to cum hard on his cock, lifting your chest, making your hard covered nipples crash against his chest.

you see stars collide in your brain, dizzy from possibly one of the best orgasms the dark-haired man has ever given you.

you hug him from his neck to pull him towards you once he releases your mouth, placing your lips on his ear.

"please, cum inside of me" you beg tenderly knowing that he loves that you beg him that way "fill me with your cum and fuck me so much that i can't resist it anymore".

his hands go to your lower back to hold you as he continues to fuck you to his own release, biting your shoulder to hold back the moans.

after a few more thrusts, yeonjun finally cums inside you hard, still squeezing your back, filling you with his thick liquid.

your eyes begin to close as he gently holds you against the cold table, placing kisses on your jaw and neck as he grabs you around the waist again, resting one of your legs on his shoulder.

you look at him more awake than ever and with curious eyes. he smiles at you without showing his teeth and he thrusts his cock into you for the second time that day, making you grab the edges of the table.

"what's wrong, mmh? did you forget that i'm going to keep fucking you as many times as i want?"

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choiyawnzjun · 4 months

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୨୧ pairing ; boyfriendsbestfriend!beomgyu x afab!reader

୨୧ genre ; smut

୨୧ wc ; 2345

୨୧ warnings ; cheating, semi-public?, unprotected sex, degradation, masturbation, fingering, orgasm denial ( only once ), creampie

“gyu, please i wanna cum.”

“no, you fucking hold it otherwise i’ll tell your good-for-nothing boyfriend.”

let’s see what happened before this moment.

your boyfriend, soobin, invited you to a sleepover he was having with a few friends. the invitation was a bit last minute. you were texting him and told him you were really bored but you didn’t know he was with his friends right now. after inviting you, you felt a little bad but got over it after remembering that beomgyu would be there.

yeah, so you and beomgyu had been fucking before soobin asked you out. but, you and beomgyu weren’t ‘exclusive’ you were just fuck buddies until he decided to start ghosting you. you were upset by it but moved on after soobin asked you out. you still talk with beomgyu sometimes but they are just minor encounters, for example, when he’s forced to talk to you when you’re both with the group.

however, to your surprise, beomgyu had brought a girl over too. obviously you were surprised because beomgyu had never brought you over to hang out with his friends. sure, you’re dating one of his friends but that was only because you and soobin met since you guys had a few of the same classes you don’t really know what had gotten into you but a tinge of jealousy washed over you when you saw how touchy he was being with her.

“baby, have you eaten?” soobin snapped you out of your trance, waiting ever so patiently for your response.

“oh, no, not yet.” you smiled, following soobin into his kitchen and nodding when he said he’d prepare you something to eat. you lied. you just wanted to get away from stupid beomgyu, his stupid face, his stupid little ‘girlfriend.’ you had never really been jealous during the time when you and beomgyu used to fuck even though you had the suspicion he was fucking other girls.

maybe you were never jealous because you hadn’t actually seen him with those girls you thought he was messing around with but now that you’re seeing him with one, it makes your blood boil. it frustrates you really. but, you have soobin. your angelic boyfriend who never raised his voice at you, always making sure if you’re okay or if you’re comfortable. he was what people would call a ‘perfect’ boyfriend.

so, why were you so concerned with beomgyu and his new girlfriend? sure, soobin had never given you as good an orgasm as beomgyu but he was truly in love with you. so what was your issue?

“___. here, it’s a little hot so just let it cool down for a bit.” soobin pointed at the bowl that was steaming hot on the counter. you decided to try and forget about that other dumb guy and you hugged and pecked your sweet boyfriend, thanking him for making you a meal.

“soobin! come on, let’s watch this new horror movie!” taehyun shouted from the living room, you could hear yeonjun and kai arguing about whatever they’re always arguing about.

you and soobin both went into the living room to watch the horror movie, completely forgetting about the food he made specially for you. it’s okay, you can always eat it later.

you couldn’t even focus on the movie since you were sitting opposite the touchy couple, making you slightly wince in disgust. every now and then, you glanced over at them and they were being so handsy, her giggles were so loud that it somehow only managed to annoy you, the others were too immersed into whatever the movie was.

you looked back at beomgyu, your eyebrows furrowed while you were nibbling the peeling skin on your lips. suddenly, he made direct eye contact with you, looking straight at you out of nowhere. he knew you were irritated, he knew you were mad, he knew you were absolutely jealous of how he was acting with this naive girl he brought.

he smirked back at you as he continued to be touchy, maintaining eye contact with you while the whore he brought over continued to giggle.

you know what? you decided to play his childish game.

first, you led soobin’s hand to your bare thigh, his large hand caressing it while you laid your head on his broad shoulder. beomgyu’s smirk had fallen a little. you’d done the bare minimum with your dear boyfriend and he was already jealous?

after a while, you decided to lie down, tapping your boyfriend to lay down with you on the sofa. he warmly accepted your offer and rested his head on your chest, his hand finding its way to your waist, slightly massaging it.

even from the opposite side, you could see beomgyu’s clenched jaw. he had stopped his physical touch act with his girlfriend, his hand gripping the arm of the part of the sofa he was on tightly, watching you and soobin cuddle. he had to continue watching you both for the rest of the movie, his anger rising every single second.

everyone was starting to get tired so everyone decided to go to fall asleep. you followed soobin into his room and eventually, he fell asleep. but, you couldn’t. you couldn’t stop thinking about how angry beomgyu looked when you started to get a little touchy with your boyfriend. whenever he was mad, he’d call you to fuck his frustrations into you and those times were always so good. you used to purposely make him mad so you’d get a good fuck out of it.

you rubbed your thighs together, the uncomfortable feeling making it even harder to sleep but you got wetter the more you thought about it. you decided to get up and get a glass of water to refresh and relax yourself. you got up and successfully managed to not wake up your boyfriend, tip toed and closed his bedroom door behind you.

as you were getting a glass, you heard someone speak up in a low voice behind you and you knew exactly whose voice it was.

“what the fuck was that? are you tryna get me riled up enough to stuff you with my dick again?” he whisper-shouted, trapping you with his hands, placing them on either side of the counter.

“what are you talking about?” you innocently smiled back at beomgyu, pretending to accidentally graze your knee against his imdick, his jaw clenching as his eyes were filled with nothing but jealous and a slight hint of lust.

“don’t be a bitchy brat.” he scoffed.

“yeah and what? there’s nothing you can do about it now, can you?” you displayed an annoyed expression but you secretly wanted to get a really good fuck out of this, you enjoyed it as much as beomgyu did. but, what about soobin? your perfect, poor boyfriend who was just sleeping peacefully down the hall in his warm covers, naive to what you were about to do with one of his best friends.

beomgyu smashed his lips onto yours, his hands finding their way to your waist, gripping onto them tightly and not wanting to let go. yours and his lips moulded perfectly together, his lips were so soft and plump yet he liked to be rough.

his hands finally made their way to your ass, squeezing the covered flesh, making you gasp which gave him the chance to explore your mouth. your hands travelled to wrap around his neck but he parted your lips, his chest heaving up and down.

“bad girls don’t get to fucking touch me, remember?” you nodded, slightly rubbing your legs together again as he sucked hickeys onto your neck, massaging your tits underneath your shirt.

“shit, you’re soaked.” he laughed, beomgyu had kneeled down and spread your legs apart, being greeted with a wet patch on your shorts. you really wanted to close your legs back again and get a bit of friction somehow.

“gyu, please, i wanna feel you.” you pleaded, trying to keep your tone down to not wake the others up.

“i’ve barely even done anything to you and you’re this desperate?” he laughed once again, tugging your shorts down to reveal your soaked red underwear, rubbing slow circles on the fabric which made you relieved to be receiving some touch.

he stopped which made you turn your head down to look at him, confused. he took you by your arm and led you to the empty living room, plopping himself down and manspreading while you stood there in front of him.

“touch yourself for me and maybe i’ll consider giving you my cock, yeah?” he gestured to the coffee table in front of him, indirectly telling you to please yourself on your own boyfriend’s table.

you were too horny to even care and immediately stripped off your panties and top and rubbed circles onto your clit, hovering your fingers over your hole, teasing yourself to rile you up.

“look at me while you finger yourself.” beomgyu ordered, he was palming his hard on over his shorts, looking you dead in the eyes as you finally slid two fingers into your leaking hole, using your other hand to rub figure eights on your sensitive clit.

“hah, still a fucking slut for your dear boyfriends friend.” he scoffed, watching you squirm under your own touch, you were trying not to shut your eyes at the sensations you were feeling.

“i’m so close, gyu.” you cried softly, looking up at him while he looked back with his dark eyes, his hair was kind of covering them but you could still see it. you could also see that he had pulled his shorts down and was now palming himself over his underwear.

you shut your eyes as the tight knot felt like it was going to snap until..

beomgyu stood up and forcefully pulled your arms away from yourself, pressing your hands together as he pulled them up over your head.

“gyu, why?!” you complained, slightly bucking your hips into the air, looking up at him with watery eyes.

“bad girls don’t get to cum. i thought you knew that.” he stood you up and bent you over the arm of the sofa. you were clueless until he rubbed the tip of his cock over your folds and lined himself up to your hole, finally plunging inside you and bottoming out. you screamed before covering your mouth to muffle any sounds that came out.

“aw, you want soobin to wake up and see you getting your brains fucked out first thing?” he thrusted roughly into you, knowing where your favourite spot is as always, making it hard for you to stay quiet. you clenched at the thought of soobin finding out, you felt guilty but you liked the idea.

“of course you’d want that, you slut. how about i call everyone out here and let them see how well i fuck you?” he suggested, he could see you shaking your head but you clenched even harder at the thought of that. just something about it made you excited.

“i really wanna cum, gyu.” you whined, moving your hips back to meet his rough thrusts.

“nuh uh, whores like you aren’t allowed to cum.” you couldn’t really hear what he said as you felt that familiar knot tightening again but before it could even snap, beomgyu had already pulled out which made you so frustrated that you were already crying.

“gyu! please, i won’t make you angry ever again.” you begged, pulling at your hair to show your frustration while beomgyu just laughed behind you.

“this is the last time i’m ever fucking you.” you called out, you used to say this to him all the time when you were getting angry at him since he knew you were starting to like him but still decided to string you along.

“oh, darling, we both know that’s a lie.” he forcefully thrusted into you again, smoothly gliding in due to how wet you were, making you moan out loud. your eyes rolling to the back and your head falling forwards.

“i do like soobin but we both know he’s not good at making you fall apart on his dick as i do.” his thrusts were getting sharper and faster by the minute, making it harder for you to control the loudness of your sounds.

“no matter how many times you say that.. you always come. back. to. me.” the last three words were in sync with his thrusts.

“isn’t that right, my slut?” he pulled you back by your hair, making your back lean against his chest.

“i don’t think-.. i can take it.. anymore..” you struggled to speak, the pleasure being too overwhelming for you, tears still running down your face as you bit the bottom of your lips to restrict your moans.

“yes you can. now take whatever i give you.” beomgyu’s eyes were furrowed as he chased his high, wanting to fill you up already and make you go back to your sleeping boyfriend while his seed was stuffed inside you.

his thrusts had started to get sloppier which indicated that he was very close, his hands going to your waist and gripping it as tight as he could.

“m’ gonna cum. m’ gonna cum inside you, yeah? make you round with my baby instead of soobin’s, mkay?” you were too fucked out to even care, beomgyu’s hips stilled, warm ropes of his cum spilling into you while you whined underneath him.

“gyu, please i wanna cum.”

“no, you fucking hold it otherwise i’ll tell your good-for-nothing boyfriend.” he was trying to calm down from his high, thrusting into you to keep his seed inside you. you whined, your pussy throbbing from not being able to cum.

beomgyu finally pulled out and found your underwear to give to you, wanting you to put them on to stop his cum from dripping down your thighs.

“___? what are you doing?” you heard your boyfriend’s footsteps from down the hall, rubbing his eyes to see you properly.

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yeonzzzn · 1 month

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hehehe bec my love I have a very important request 😌

may I so kindly request a yandere yeonjun fic where he realizes that another member has a crush on his s/o, so he decides to show them just who you belong to and fucks you in the living room so when the said member walks in he sees. you can quite literally go as insane as you'd like I won't mind 🤭

(im sure you know who this is but much love and have fun *muwh*)

yandere yeonjunnnnnnn😮‍💨 big brain idea. yeonjun is so yandere coded. (I see you my love don’t worry *muwh*)

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that girl is mine: choi yeonjun

pairing: yeonjun x afab!reader word count: 1.8k

Yeonjun wasted no time bending you over the back of the couch, hissing out a warning to not move as he slid your shorts and panties down to your ankles.

You grip the couch cushions, biting at your lips to keep quiet. You kept running through your head on what flipped a switch within your boyfriend to behave like this, usually, he’s so sweet and caring even during sex, but right now? His eyes filled with lust and his movements filled with desperation.

And desperate Yeonjun was.

He’s had his suspicions for a while now that Soobin had a small crush on you. The moment Yeonjun picked up on it he was pissed. Pissed like a dog who was fixing to get bone taken from him and ready to bite and bark at anyone who looked at it for too long.

You were his bone. He was so possessive and obsessed with you that it actually drove him crazy. Wanting to fight anyone who looked at you or even in your general direction.

Yeonjun did nothing about it at first when he caught on to Soobin’s little crush. Trying to not make a scene or act out in any way that could cause problems within the group. That’s the last thing Yeonjun wanted.

But earlier today his suspicions were true and real. Yeonjun wasn’t crazy like he thought he may have been.

He caught Soobin checking your ass out as you bent down to the floor to pick up the plastic cup you dropped from the cabinet. Yeonjun knew Soobin purposely didn’t help you grab it from the top shelf, watching as he took a step back to stare at your ass as you reached on your tiptoes for the cup. Then followed your ass to the tile floor as you bent down to pick it up.

What made it worse was the laugh and teasing Soobin did after you picked up the cup and was now standing normally and facing him.

The way Soobin fucked you with his eye burned a rage into Yeonjun that he didn’t know was possible.

It burned so bad that Yeonjun waited until Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Huening Kai left the dorm to go shopping, waited for Soobin to sit in front of his computer to play Overwatch, and waited until those headphones slid onto his head.

Soobin usually plays games with his door closed, but Yeonjun is sneaky. Tiptoeing carefully down the hall to crack open his bedroom door and quickly making his way to his bedroom, pulling you off his bed and into the living room.

You were in a deep nap when Yeonjun woke you from your sleep, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as his hand slid down your panties and rubbed your heat until you were squirming and soaked. That’s when he pulled you from his bed and into the living room.

You tried to protest as his lips connected to yours and his hands felt every inch of your body. “Junnie,” you said in between his aggressive kisses, “Soobin is still home.”

And that’s how you ended up bent over the couch, Yeonjun hissing his warnings, “Don’t fucking move unless I tell you to. And keep his name out of your mouth.”

You’ve seen your boyfriend jealous before, but never like this. Or at least to your knowledge.

Yeonjun was a hard yandere, he knew it too. And always made it a point to keep it hidden from you, not wanting you to see his crazy side. But right now? He didn’t care. He had a point to make.

But you kept quiet and unmoving, listening as Yeonjun’s jeans touched and scraped across the floor and away from him, his hands lifting your legs one by one to remove your panties and shorts from your ankles.

His cold hands touched your ass ad he got down on his knees, spreading your cheeks apart, loving the lewd sounds your cunt made as the lips moved apart, seeing how dripping your cunt was. Yeonjun licked his lips before moving in, “Such a pretty pussy, all for me. All MINE.”

You gasped at the feeling of his tongue flatting against your hole, gripping the couch cushions even tighter and holding back each moan you wanted to let out, not wanting Soobin to hear them.

But that was Yeonjun’s plan. He wanted Soobin to hear. Want to get you moaning so loud Soobin would be able to hear it over his headset.

He couldn’t tell you this though, you’d be against the whole plan and then pull him into his bedroom to fuck you. But no, oh no, he couldn’t have that. Yeonjun’s plan was just starting.

He chuckled into your pussy, the vibrations sending chills up your entire body, “Junnieeee,” you softly moan.

“Louder baby,” he said into your cunt, “Moan my name louder.”

You couldn’t wrap your head around what had gotten into him, but let his name roll from your lips a bit louder than before.

Yeonjun wasn’t satisfied though. He locked his tongue to your clit, sliding three fingers into your cunt. Knowing this would get you moaning louder.

He flicked your clit with each stroke of his fingers moving in and out of you, your breathing became more uneven as you pant from the friction. Gasping out for the air to return back into your lungs that he was making escape.

Even though Yeonjun wanted to prove who you belonged to, he couldn’t do it without making sure you were also being pleasured, your happiness came above everything else. It just so happened he was knocking two birds out with one stone.

But you still weren’t moaning loud enough for him, your voice only going an octave higher each time he told you to go louder.

Yeonjun released his lips from your cunt, standing back up to his feet and gripping your leg, and bending it over the top of the couch, making you completely spread out before him.

“Fuck,” he hissed, rubbing the tip of his cock at your entrance, teasing you by sliding only the tip in and back out. Wanting to hear you beg for him. Wanting to hear your pretty voice say specific words as a way to reassure him.

“Junnieee,” you pleaded, tilted your head back to look at him, “Please fuck me, wanna feel you.”

Those were the exact words he needed to hear. What he wanted to hear. To hear his name. Not Soobin’s or any other males. But his and only his.

You yelp out at the feeling of him pushing into you in such a fast motion, bottoming out as his tip kissed your cervix, “This pussy was made for me,” he groans, sliding all the way back out, then aggressively pushing back in, “For me and only me.”

You bit your lips again, forcing on the grip your hands had on the couch to keep from moaning too loud. But your hard will was failing. You couldn’t keep that strength up, not when Yeonjun was pistoning his hips so hard and fast against your body, his hand on your thigh gripping as if his life depended on it. That the plush of your skin was the only way to save him.

But Yeonjun was growing patient, he needed Soobin to hear you. Needed to hear how good he was fucking you. Needed Soobin to understand that you didn’t belong to him.

Yeonjun gripped a handful of your hair, yanking and pulling you up against his chest, “Scream my name.”

You didn’t get the chance to even part your lips before his hand was now clenching your jaw, his fingers prying open your mouth, “I said scream my name.”

So you did, moaning out his name in a chanting form in sync with his thrusts.

Yeonjun’s eyes darted down the hallway, barely being able to see Soobin still at his desk.

He gritted his teeth, mouth going to your ear, “Scream for Soobin.”

Your eyes widened, heart nearly stopping, “W-what?”

“You heard me,” he hisses, “Call for him. Now.”

Yeonjun’s hand connected to your ass with a slap, you hissed and moaned out in pleasure from it, screaming out his name instead.

“No, baby,” he whispers in your ear, biting the shell, “Call for Soobin, or else I won't let you cum.”

You wanted to be bratty, but knew it would get you anywhere. Yeonjun thrust harder into you, holding his hips against your ass, his tip threatening to break the barrier of your cervix.

So you called out for Soobin. Moaned out his name like your boyfriend asked you to.

Yeonjun looked back at the door to Soobin’s room, watching as he lifted his hand to the left side of his headset, pushing the muff off his ear. Yeonjun smiled, he heard his name being called.

“Again,” he breathes into your ear, “Do it again.”

But this time, knowing Soobin would come rushing out, Yeonjun fucked into you like he would when no one else was around. Feeling the satisfaction once Soobin’s name left your lips for the final time.

Yeonjun was getting lost in your pussy now, knowing his plan was coming to an end.

He lifted his eyes from your back and to the hall, a smirk playing on his face seeing his leader standing there staring with wide eyes.

“Finally,” Yeonjun chuckles, “About fucking time you showed up.”

You lift your head to see Soobin standing at the entrance of the living room. Your heart feels like it actually stopped.

“See this?” Yeonjun hissed in anger, pulling you up by your neck and close to his chest as he fucked into you even faster, “She’s mine. All mine. If I catch you looking at her like that again, it’s over for you.”

Then it finally clicked in your head what Yeonjun was doing. You also knew Soobin had a small crush. But never addressed it to anyone. It was a small crush, it was harmless. Soobin respected you and your relationship with Yeonjun. He always had and always would no matter the feelings he felt towards you.

Yeonjun knew deep down that it was harmless. That Soobin probably hated himself for even catching feelings for you when you didn’t belong to him. But that didn’t stop this from happening. Yeonjun needed to make it clear you were his.

“That girl is mine,” Yeonjun hissed the final words, feeling relief that Soobin understood.

He turned around quickly cursing under his breath, “I already knew she was yours you fucking dumbass.” Then the sound of his bedroom door slamming echoed throughout the whole dorm.

Yeonjun bent you back over the top of the couch, his chest still connecting to your back as he pounded into you. But not with aggression like before. It was not filled with love and passion, he was finally back to the Yeonjun you knew of him. Or well, the sweet non yandere side of him.

“You’re mine, understand? No one else can have you.”

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jeongin-lvr · 2 months

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the idea of boyfriend! Yeonjun who is so in love with you. He’s such a secret hopeless romantic who spends his days staring into your big eyes, admiring you in every way; but during his nights he feels so dirty when he’s touching himself to the thought of those same big eyes of yours staring up at him. Thinking about how you’d look on your knees for him, face masked in his release that drips down your jaw in nasty droplets. Yeonjun knows it’s awful— he felt like the ultimate sinner doing so, only for the next night to be a repeat of the same thing. Ending every night with softly moaning your name as he fucks his hand almost irrationally fast. Erratic because all he can think of is you. It’s all you. You have him wrapped around your finger and you don’t even know it. And when he sees you the next morning he feels so much guilt because you’re so oblivious to his perverted brain. He would totally ask you to help him out if only you hadn’t told him you wanted to go slow. And, well, he was perverted not unreasonable so he let you do just that. Meanwhile, he’s being nasty behind closed doors and jerking off to your face for hours and hours every night. He does it until he’s too sore and sensitive to even compute the numb feeling in his wrist. Yeonjun is just gonna have to do this until you give him the okay to finally get a taste of you; to finally fuck himself so deep he forgets what his hand feels like. <33

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itaehynz · 9 months

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SEVEN DAYS A WEEK. — C.YJ

pairing: choi yeonjun x fem!reader

genre: fluff, crack, suggestive.

breakdown/summary: yeonjun is sooo seven coded — based off the song ‘seven’ by jungkook, i can no longer contain these thoughts about yeonjun 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i just know he’d be so consistent when it comes to him being in love with someone, like a lovesick puppy!

warnings: profanity, suggestive words, yeonjun is kind of a himbo (?), reader is a bit mean at first but she warms up to him, yeonjun does not give up at all.

yeonjun who is confused at first, as to why you’re not giving him the attention everyone else does? is there something wrong with him, is he ugly? it can’t be that. or maybe you just don’t get the hype of being so obsessed with him? ding ding ding. he’s first thinking to himself, maybe i can attract them with flowers? and that’s when he starts his mission:

getting you and your attention.

yeonjun, who tries to get you within a week’s time, if he can’t get you by saturday, he’ll leave you be… well, he would but he’s way too prideful, he knows he can get you within a week.

—

SUNDAY.

he drops off a bouquet of flowers to your house, thank god you were home at the time. he feels as if he’s already had you wrapped around his finger before you text him.

tloml <3: don’t drop off shit at my house w/o letting me know first. i’m throwing them away + i still don’t want you.

ouch, that was harsh. he thinks to himself, typing a response for your “cruel” response to his offering.

you: y/nnn :( why do you hate me?

tloml <3: i don’t hate you, i just don’t like how you’re trying to throw yourself at me. can’t you take a hint?

you: well for one, i’m not throwing myself at you. it’s just when i want something, i don’t stop until i get it. and two, no, i cannot take a hint especially when it’s coming from you! 😋

tloml <3: yeonjun, please get the fuck off my phone. i gave you my number so you can ask me about the comic you purchased, not so you can send flowers to my home. next time you send something to my house, i’m going to find you and bash your smug face into cement.

you: oh my gosh you said my name 🤭 hearing you say that makes me so happy, you don’t even understand.

tloml <3: i’m not even really saying it…

you: so? i can hear it in my head.

tloml <3: you’re insane, don’t text me again.

he tries sending another message but it doesn’t go through, that’s when he finally realizes what you did. you BLOCKED him. he’s in utter shock. did he go too far? what if you hate him now? he shakes these thoughts away with a swipe of a hand through his hair. i guess i’ll just have to work harder for these next days.

—

MONDAY.

yeonjun decides to bring food and flowers (again) to your job! he sees you from the window of his car, working the front register. your hair is tied up into a ponytail, you’re wearing a beige crew neck with the words “new york” embroidered on it, loose gray sweatpants & old high top converse.

good thing you work in a comic book store.

yeonjun thinks you look absolutely stunning. he leaves his car to approach the store, walking in with his chin held high plus the food and flowers in hand. you hear the bell above the front door ring, looking up to greet the new customer.

“hello! welcome to the eternal comic store, how can i-” you sigh, “what do you want, yeonjun?” you say as he looks at you with a bright smile.

“ohhh you know nothing, just wanted to drop these off for you,” he places the food and flowers on the counter, hoping you’ll atleast take something. you look at him annoyed, not understanding what’s so special about you that he continues to keep trying with you… you’re starting to like it.

“thank you but, can i ask you a question?” he nods. “why do you keep trying to get at me? i already said i don’t like you, was that not enough? do i have to punch you in the face?” you ask, irritation slowly making its way into your tone.

yeonjun raises his eyebrows, not expecting that question but still knowing his answer. “y/n, the first minute i walked in this store i just felt myself gravitating towards you. you have this type of aura, i don’t know how to describe it,” he pauses, resting his head on his chin.

“it’s just like, you’re comforting? yeah that, even though you’ve been nothing but mean to me… i can tell that’s just you having your guard up to protect yourself and i get it. but besides you having a comforting aura, you’re just really pretty and i’d also like to get to know you because you seem cool! and, please do not punch me, i might cry.” he finishes, straightening his lips into a thin line.

you blink, trying to understand everything. you open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out, so you just roll your eyes and nod. he watches your expression with the same smile on his face, admiring how nice your eyes are.

“thank you for the food and flowers yeonjun, but please get out of the store,” you finally say, rushing a hand through your hair. he catches the small smile you give him and nods before saying, “alsooo, do you mind unblocking my number? i won’t annoy you but can you please just do it?” he asks with a small pout.

you nod shooing him away and pulling out your phone to do so. he smiles widely, walking away with his hands in his pockets.

even though he annoys you to no end, he’s very consistent and it’s something you slightly admire. just slightly.

—

TUESDAY.

yeonjun comes back to your job with nothing to give except his conversation. he waves at you as he walks in, not caring how you stare at him blankly instead of waving back.

this time he came in with a friend, a friend named soobin apparently. yeonjun must be talking about you to soobin because he keeps glancing over at you behind the counter.

“see, she’s so pretty. doing her job and stuff, normal human things,” he sighs, “why doesn’t she want me?” he looks over at soobin.

soobin rolls his eyes, looking through the manga section. “probably because you’re a pain in the ass? i don’t know though, just a thought.” yeonjun smacks the back of his head, causing it to make a noise which has your head perking up from your phone.

he looks over at you, smiling and waving his hand trying to say it’s nothing, don’t worry which has you rolling your eyes and looking back down at your phone.

his smile fades away as he looks back at soobin, “don’t be a dumbass, i’m not even that annoying to her… yet,” he adds looking over at you once again. “yeah, yet.” soobin mumbles.

“i’m sorry, what was that?” yeonjun asks, which makes soobin shake his head. he nods, snapping his fingers as a way to tell soobin to hurry up.

soobin picks up a manga, walking over to the counter. yeonjun follows behind, smile adorning his face as he approaches you. seeing him from your peripheral, you choose to ignore him and focus on his friend.

“will that be all?” you ask as soobin nods, “okay, that will be 8.36. will you be paying with cash or card?” yeonjun notices how you haven’t said much of a word to him nor have you even gave him his daily dose of mean glares. “card is fine,” soobin says.

you accept his card, swiping it quickly before handing it back. “enjoy your read!” you chirp, giving him a small smile.

yeonjun tells him to go, watching as he walks out. looking back over at you, he pouts, “y/nnn, why haven’t you talked to me?” he quirks his head to the right.

“what is there to talk about? once again, i already said i don’t like you, yeonjun.” you walk out from behind the counter, going over to a bookshelf. he follows you like a lost puppy, pout stuck on his face.

“yes, i get that but you haven’t like me for a while and we still spoke a little. what’s so different now, do you not like me even more today?” he questions, coming closer to you.

you turn around to him and say, “yeah, pretty much.” he stands there, pout gone and jaw on the floor.

“WHAT DID I DO?” he yells, making the few customers turn around. your eyes widen, covering his mouth with your hand. you grab him by his hand, dragging him to the back room, “yeonjun, shut up! do not yell please, i was kidding.” you whisper yell.

“y/n, please let go of my hand before i kiss you,” he says with a blank look on his face.

you look down to see you are in fact, holding his hand. you snatch it away, confused on why you didn’t do so sooner. looking back up at him, you sigh telling him that it’s just best to not yell anymore or else he’ll be banned from the store.

“i thought you’d want me banned from the store?” he asks, genuinely confused. “as much as i’d love to, you and your friends are some of our best paying customers,” you tell him as you walk back to the front.

he follows behind you with a light smirk on his face, “can you please say you enjoy my company already, this fake rudeness is getting a bit old y/n,” he says yawning into his palm.

“get out the store.” you tell him exhausted, rubbing your nose bridge with two fingers. he raises his hands in defense before walking away while saying “byeee y/n, i’ll see you tomorrow,” blowing you a kiss.

“bye yeonjun,” resting your chin in your hand, thinking about the whole thing. is yeonjun starting to grow on you? it seems so.

let’s pray you don’t make it too obvious.

—

WEDNESDAY.

this time, yeonjun doesn’t even come in the store. he doesn’t even text you either, which is a shock to you.

hm, he must have not tried anything today, you sigh, finally some peace and quiet.

well, that’s what you thought. until yeonjun’s friend, soobin comes into the store.

“hi, are you y/n?” he asks carefully. you nod slowly, confused with what’s going on. “yeonjun wanted me to give you this, enjoy your day!” he adds, handing you a small box with an envelope attached to it.

“you too,” you say looking down at the box, confusion gracing your features. what the hell is this, you think to yourself.

you open the envelope first, seeing a letter.

“hi pretty, it’s yeonjun.

today is the worst day of my life, i came down with a fever :( i couldn’t drop you off anything because i didn’t have any energy to reach for my phone, hence why i’m writing a letter!! i hope i’m okay by tomorrow or if not, friday.

i’m really really sorry i couldn’t send you food with this, i’ll try tomorrow if i feel okay. for now, you can just have this. i’ve noticed you have an interest in lotus flowers so, i hope you like this.

love, yeonjun. :)”

you place the letter to the side, opening the small box.

a necklace.

he got you a fucking necklace.

a silver lotus flower necklace, it’s actually beautiful. you take it out, checking if it’s real just for… precautions. you once again don’t know what’s so special about you that yeonjun decided to give you necklace but you’re gonna wear it. you don’t know why but something just feels right about wearing it, is it possible that you may be falling for yeonjun? you’d like to say no but you’re not even sure of your own answer.

you spend the rest of the day at home contemplating on whether you should text yeonjun, just to check if he’s okay. not that you really care or anything (you do).

you: hi yeonjun, i got your gift and letter from soobin. thank you for the necklace :) i just wanted to check up on you, see if you’re okay. text me back when you can, love you.

you send the message without hesitation before reading over it but once you do, you regret ever sending it.

you told yeonjun you love him. are you fucking insane?

before you can even finish processing what you’ve done, your eyes are widening in shock. seeing three bubbles pop up meaning that yeonjun is texting back. fuck, what if he doesn’t say it back? no, what if he says it back and doesn’t mean it.

a few minutes pass as your phone pings in alert, a text from yeonjun gracing your notifications. you open it reading,

yeonjun: hi pretty <3 thank you for texting me, i was scared you hated me or something lol

yeonjun: but you’re welcome, it was nothing! you know i love giving you things ☺️ & thank you for checking in, i’m doing a bit better! i had some kimchi soup my friend taehyun made for me, it was really good, i hope you ate something >:(. but yes i’m feeling a bit better so thank you for that! and, i’ll always text back fast if it’s you!

yeonjun: but i’m gonna go back to sleep bcuz junie is sleepy… & i love you too pretty :)

for some reason, you can’t help but feel glad that he’s doing better but… you’re even happier that he said he loves you too.

your stomach is filled with butterflies as you reread the last message over and over again, stuck on the fact that he didn’t even question how early you said the L word.

this is a very unfamiliar feeling, you’re not very fond of it. but you’re going to stop yourself before it gets any worse.

—

THURSDAY.

once again, yeonjun doesn’t show up. but his friend does, it’s a different friend though.

jjun: hi pretty! i’m still a little sick so i’m having my friend drop off some food for you + something extra ;) i hope you enjoy, love you & enjoy your shift!

you: read at 10:07 am.

you feel bad for not responding back but once again, stopping yourself before it gets worse is the only the thing you know.

who you’re assuming is yeonjun’s friend comes in, he has long brown hair and doe eyes. he’s wearing a blue beanie & a plain white short sleeve with grey sweats. he gently smiles at you, waving hello before walking up to the counter.

“this is from yeonjun, which i’m pretty sure you knew already,” he pauses to look around, “oh, he also says that he loves you and he’ll see you tomorrow!” he nods with a smile still on his face. you say thank you before he begins walking out the store, looking down in the bag you notice another small box somewhat the same from yesterday and another envelope.

you open the envelope first once again, reading what yeonjun has written to you.

“helloooo again pretty! i know you’re probably already tired of these letters but it has become a form of communication between us and now i’ll never stop!

i noticed you didn’t respond to my message which made me a little sad but maybe you’re just having a bad day! which is totally okay, i just hope you enjoy this meal and have a good rest of your day at work!

love, yeonjun! :)”

you fold the letter back up, guilt coming back to you as the letter reminds you that you haven’t responded to him.

you know what, fuck this. you’re not responding. don’t let the guilt eat you alive and just carry on with your day, he’ll be fine.

you finish up your shift at 6pm. you walk to the back room, punching in your time sheet once again to clock out.

you have your airpods in, music playing before it pauses. siri reads, “incoming facetime call from yeonjun”.

why the hell is he calling you? he must have buttdialed you. you let it ring, waiting for it to hang up by itself but when it does, he calls you again.

growing agitated, you take your phone out of your pocket and decide to pick up.

“what do you want yeonjun? why are you calling me?” is the first thing you ask as his face pops up on the screen.

he has a pout on his face and his eyes are narrowed “why haven’t you texted me y/n,” he sniffles slightly. “do you fucking hate me?” he asks, you start growing regretful of the decision you made as you hear how upset he sounds.

“what?” is all you can seem to say right now, which leaves him baffled.

“that’s all you’re gonna say?” he asks, venom lacing his tone for the first time in a while.

“yes, goodbye yeonjun.” you say before hanging up abruptly, leaving yeonjun shocked on the other end.

tomorrow, yeonjun’s definitely going to give you an earful.

—

FRIDAY.

today, yeonjun finally comes in. you sigh heavily, already knowing what’s about to come. you’re ready for him to talk your ear off but you weren’t ready for what he came in wearing.

he’s wearing a black wifebeater with a gray hoodie over it, black sweatpants and black converse. his long black hair is slightly disheveled from all the times he’s ran his hands through it. his plump lips, covered in moisturizer as they shine from the store lighting. makes you wonder what his lips would look like covered in your slick after licking you up so softly, slim fingers pumping in and out of your rough walls, hitting that same spot over, and over again.

get your head out of your ass y/n.

you shake off these thoughts, watching yeonjun walk up to the counter.

“can i talk to you in the back,” he asks with a fake smile gracing his face. you nod as you get up, telling your coworker to handle the register for you.

you and yeonjun both go to the back before you speak first.

“what are we in here for?” you question already knowing the answer. he rolls his eyes in annoyance, clicking his tongue.

“ever since you said you loved me in messages, which i knew was a mistake, you’ve been ignoring me. why is that?” he says ticking his head to the side.

you look up trying to find a valid response, “i don’t know yeonjun, maybe i just didn’t feel like texting you anymore after that?” you say, fake irritation lacing your tone.

his eyes widen in shock, “really y/n? that’s your excuse? that’s the dumbest shit i’ve ever heard, please be honest with me. you know i won’t judge anything you tell me.” he says, genuine anger starting to cover up his gentle tone.

you sigh, “i don’t know why honestly. yeonjun, you’ve been doing nothing but bothering me ever since last friday so, i don’t even understand how i could feel this way.”

yeonjun’s eyebrow raises, “feel what way?” you blink in shock.

“i’m pretty sure i have feelings for you.” you say, looking down at your shoes.

now it’s yeonjun’s turn to blink in shock, “oh wow.” he says looking over to the side.

“and y/n, why didn’t you tell me?” he asks. “because i wasn’t sure before and i tried to make myself lose feelings but, you kept doing all this sweet shit for me and i just couldn’t stop myself anymore. i really do like you, yeonjun.”

you both share a look before yeonjun glances down at your lips and you do the same to him.

his eyes dart back up to yours before he smiles gently.

“y/n, you know i like you back. i make it very clear but, i get why you were scared… i think. you were probably confused by the unfamiliar feeling, and i completely understand that.” he says, now speaking in his normal tone.

your face softens at the way he’s trying to understand where you’re coming from. you smile softly, making his eyes light up.

“that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile y/n,” he says with pure adoration glazing his naturally soft tone.

“yeah, i know,” you say with the smile still on your face.

“i’d like it if you smiled more around me, it’s really pretty,” he adds, watching you cover your face with your hands.

he brings his hand to your face, peeling your hands away. he licks his lips, implying that he obviously wants something.

“i already know what you want so just do it—” you say before he cuts you off, smashing his lips onto yours. even though you’re slightly caught off guard, you kiss back with just as much passion as him.

one of his hands are softly gripping onto your neck as the other is resting on your hip. both of your arms are slinging around his neck, moving into him deepening the kiss.

he moves the hand on your waist down to your thigh, tapping softly signaling you to jump up. doing so, he picks you up with ease resting you down on a small counter near the back room door. his left hand begins rubbing small circles into the flesh of your thigh, while his right hand is grabbing your chin to deepen the kiss even more with his tongue.

the slight intrusion of his tongue makes you softly moan into the kiss which has him lowering the kisses to your neck, he lightly sucks on your sweet spot drawing a delicious moan from you. he covers your mouth with his free hand, continuing to suck on that spot making you close your eyes in satisfaction.

he stops abruptly, a smug smile plastered on his face.

“i don’t think we should be doing this here, y/n,” he whispers with the same smile still on his face. you groan in annoyance, but think about how right he is.

“we can finish this back at my place, if you want?” he asks as he eyes you down with lust glazing over them. you nod bashfully, jumping off the counter gently patting down your clothing to try and make yourself look normal.

he does the same, fixing his hair and clothing. you both walk out before you ask your co-worker to clock you out when it’s time for your shift to end. they nod with a smile, already knowing what you’re about to be up to.

you smile back, walking out hand in hand with yeonjun, letting yeonjun take you to his place to have you however he would like to.

—

SATURDAY.

you wake up to find yourself in an unfamiliar space. you look over to find your clothes on the floor, along with someone else’s. they’re yeonjun’s. you finally realize what you’ve done, you slept with him.

you look down at your waist, seeing his arms wrapped around you. you try to get out of his grasp to go to the bathroom but he subconsciously tightens it, “y/nnn, where are you going?” he mumbles sleepily, pout resting on his face.

your face softens at the sound of his voice, “just to the bathroom jun, i’ll be back don’t worry,” you say. he hums in response, “my shirts are in the top left drawer and my boxers are right under that drawer.”

he releases his grasp on you and lets you get up to find clothing. you get up and walk to his drawer, picking the first pieces of clothing you see and putting them on. you walk over to his bathroom, taking a new toothbrush out of the pack.

you peek out the bathroom, seeing that yeonjun is still sleeping. you take a few minutes to brush your teeth and wash your face, coming up with the plan to make you and yeonjun breakfast.

you make your way to the kitchen, trying not to make any noise as you look for a frying pan. once you find one you turn on the stovetop, checking the fridge for any eggs. grabbing the carton, you crack a couple onto the already heated pan preparing an omelette.

you hear soft footsteps approaching you, feeling yeonjun’s arms wrap around you once again.

“good morning baby, what are you making?” he asks, looking over your shoulder to see what’s being made. he hums in delight, nuzzling his nose the crook of your neck, placing open mouthed kisses.

“jun stop, you’re distracting me,” he giggles, moving away from your neck to let you focus.

“how much longer is this gonna takeeee, i wanna cuddle with you,” yeonjun pleads, a small frown painting his features.

“i’m almost done, give me a sec,” you reply, plating both dishes & finally walking over to sit down next to yeonjun.

he smiles in glee, taking in the smell of the freshly-made breakfast. he pats the cushion next to him motioning for you to sit down as you hand him his plate.

“thank you pretty,” he says while cutting the omelette into a small enough bite for him to chew, humming in delight at the savory taste. you watch him with a mix of hopefulness & confusion swirling in your eyes, waiting for him to tell you he likes it.

he nods slowly, “i like it! it’s really good, your cooking is amazing y/n,” he smiles, taking another bite.

“thank you yeonjun,” you say as you begin to take small bites of your own food. you feel the male next to you wrapping his arm around your waist, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“i know this is sudden but, will you be my girlfriend? i really want you to be, it’d really mean the world to me… you can say no!” he mumbles at first, gradually increasing his volume. you stare at him dumbfounded, shocked he’d even think you’d want anything else more than that.

“it’s weird you’d think otherwise jun, i’d love to be your girlfriend.” you say, raising your hand to gently rub his cheek.

he melts into your touch, turning his head to kiss your palm.

“i’m glad, i love you so so much.”

“i love you so so much more.” you say, before pressing a soft kiss onto yeonjun’s lips.

2023 TTYUNZ.

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