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min-gis · 11 months

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SEND FOR ME . — jung wooyoung.

pairing. exboyfriend!wooyoung x fembodied!reader

word count. 1.7k

authors note. i am crossposting this fic ! i've already posted it once on another blog, so if it seems familiar - i'm not stealing anyone's work, simply just reposting this on here with another member :') (also worth mentioning: this is kind of old, and my writing style has drastically changed since i wrote this several months ago. just a heads up if anyone’s going ‘why is it so different compared to the rest of her works?’ !)

warnings. tiniest bit of angst i suppose?, SMUT ! MDNI . | no real plot, just pure filth. dom!woo

''the scars on your heart are still mine.''

FROM WHERE WOOYOUNG WAS STANDING, YOU WERE POSSIBLY THE PRETTIEST THING HE HAD EVER SEEN.

With your face shoved into the silky fabric of the sheets covering his bed and his hand gripping onto your hair, Wooyoung established that you were, in fact, the prettiest thing he had ever seen.

No view could ever beat the one he was currently seeing, he was sure of it; your ass cheeks bouncing against his thighs each time he harshly thrusted into you and tears threatening to spill past the corner of your eyes as you gasped for air. Wooyoung almost let out a dry chuckle at the sight of you, but instead a groan ripped through his chest as he tightened the grip he had around your hair.

“Fuck,” You cried out, your voice coming out muffled thanks to the fabric almost suffocating you; not that you complained, you were the one who had practically begged your ex-boyfriend to fuck you into his sheets, after all.

And who was Wooyoung to decline your request, when you asked so nicely?

Well, if you consider almost spitting in his face and yelling at him for half an hour as asking nicely, then you most definitely did.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?” Wooyoung chuckled behind you, your lips parting as he kept pounding into you; his cock hitting your sweet spot each and every time. “Fuck you,” You breathed, not sure if the man behind you even heard the words trailing off your lips.

But Wooyoung did hear what you said, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth in disapproval as he grabbed onto the roots of your hair; using your hair to pull your upper body off the sheets and letting your back collide with his bare chest.

You let out a yelp in both surprise and pain as he forced your head back, the back of your head hitting his shoulder as he continued to pound into you. “That’s not very nice, now is it?” He hissed into your ear, not letting go off your hair. You tried to get the words you so desperately wanted to leave your throat out, you really did; to no avail.

But the way he was still pounding into you, the tip of his cock slamming against your g-spot was making it practically impossible for you to utter as much as a single word. Instead, you let out a whine followed by your lips parting as you gasped for air. A smirk formed on Wooyoung’s lips as he realized you were too fucked out to even reply, wrapping his free arm around your waist to pull you even closer to him, making it easier for him to pound into you even harder.

“You’ve always been so ungrateful, haven’t you? Haven’t even thanked me yet,” He let out through gritted teeth, his fingers slipping out of your hair; his rough hand grabbing into your jaw instead. Forcing you to look up at him, he let out a groan at the sight; your eyes glossy and saliva almost dripping down the corner of your mouth as your eyes met.

“You gonna thank me?”

With your lips still parted, you shook your head no. A dry chuckle left Wooyoung’s throat, his grip on your jaw tightening. “No? Then we’re done here.”

Your eyes widened as his thrusts came to an abrupt stop, feeling his cock slowly slip out of you. Desperately shaking your head, you grabbed onto his forearms. “No,” You whined, a smirk forming on his lips as he watched a tear make its way down your cheek. “Please don’t stop, please Woo, want you so bad,” You cried, not caring about how desperate you sounded; not right now, not when you were so close.

Squeezing your cheeks together, he pouted as he looked at you, “Yeah?” He let out, gently shaking your head back and forth. You quickly nodded in response, not taking your eyes off him; watching as he mocked you. “Poor baby.” He whispered, letting go of your face.

Your lips remained open, waiting for his next move; feeling him almost slip out of you completely, leaving only the tip of his cock inside of you - the sudden feeling of feeling empty washing over you.

Wooyoung, however, wasn’t done playing with you just yet. Letting the pad of his thumb swipe across your wet lips, watching the way your saliva coated his finger with his lips parted; fighting against the urge to let his cock slip into you again, growing desperate to feel your wet walls pulsate around him.

You suddenly felt him place his thumb on the tip of your tongue, automatically causing you to stick your tongue out; letting him rest it on top of your tongue before slowly fucking it further down your throat. Keeping your eyes on him, you watched as he tucked his bottom lip in between his teeth; the sight and feeling of your wet muscle swirling around his thumb causing his cock to twitch inside of you.

His gaze once again met yours, his thumb still placed against the surface of your tongue. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?” His words caused you to immediately nod, the back of your head hitting his shoulder as you nodded. Wooyoung just grinned in response, seeing you so desperate, so pretty almost causing him to fill you up right there and then.

“Good girl.”

You didn’t even have time to think before he suddenly postponed his hips forwards, your eyes rolling back as he filled you up to the brim; a loud moan leaving the back of your throat as you let your head rest against his shoulder. Wooyoung was quick to go back to the previous ruthless pace he had set for himself, giving you no time to readjust to his size - your pussy clenching around him so perfectly causing a groan to leave his lips.

With his thumb still pressed against your tongue, his other hand sneaked its way down to your cunt; his fingers brushing against your throbbing clit causing yet another whine to emerge from the back of your throat.

“You know,” He grunted into your ear, “You still haven’t said thank you.”

“Thank you, thank you! Fuck, thank you Woo,” You panted, your words half muffled thanks to the thumb placed against your tongue as his fingers lingered just above your cunt, a chuckle of satisfaction trailing off Wooyoung's lips. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

The pads of his fingers suddenly made contact with your clit, the feeling of his rough fingers rubbing against your cunt accompanied by his cock dragging against your slick walls causing whimpers to trail off your lips, a familiar knot beginning to form in your stomach. Pressing a kiss against your shoulder, he rubbed circles over your clit; the noises you were making causing him to fuck into you even harder.

“You hate me so much, hm? So much that you let me fuck you?” He hissed into your ear, knowing you wouldn’t respond; you were too gone to even consider replying to him. “Yelling at me like you hate me, when you’d do anything for my cock,” He chuckled, his thumb slipping out of your mouth; letting you breathe, causing you to gasp for air.

“No one could ever fuck you like I do, you got that?”

Too fucked out to reply, you repeatedly nodded your head; your eyes fluttering shut as his words caused your orgasm to approach you even faster. Wooyoung grabbed onto your jaw once more, causing your eyes to barely flutter open once more; his fingers still rubbing quick circles over your clit. “Answer me.” He breathed through gritted teeth, watching as you desperately tried to form a sentence.

“Fuck, yes! No one will ever fuck me like you do,” You panted, your words coming out slurred. He just hummed in response, his hand leaving your face again; grabbing onto the side of your body - just to fuck into you even harder, something you thought wasn’t even possible.

But it was, and it didn’t take long for the knot in your stomach to unravel. “Woo, I’m gonna cum,” You whined, your whole body shaking as he kept pounding into you; his nails digging into your skin. “You’re gonna cum?” He let out behind you, his speech muffled as he pressed a rough kiss onto the surface of your shoulder; causing you to nod for the nth time that night.

“Then cum, make a mess all over my cock for me.”

As soon as the words trailed off his lips, you felt the knot that had formed in your stomach snap. A broken cry emerged from the back of your throat as your whole body went stiff, an overwhelming orgasm washing over you. Wooyoung couldn’t help but grunt as he felt you clench around him, a mix of your arousal and cum slapping against his abdomen each time he slammed his cock into you.

You let out a gasp as you squeezed your eyes shut, trying your best to come down from your orgasm; too gone to even realize that he had slipped his cock out of you, his hands leaving your body.

You were on the verge of collapsing when Wooyoung grabbed onto your hair once again, causing you to gasp as your eyes fluttered open. Before you knew it, he had turned you around and pushed you onto your knees; a smirk plastered on his lips as you looked up at him.

A chuckle left his lips as you looked up at him, your eyes filled with confusion and your lips parted as you desperately panted; still coming down from your orgasm.

“Oh, baby,” He cooed, his hand grabbing onto your cheeks as he gently stroked the skin using his thumb. “You don’t think we’re done, do you?”

You gulped upon hearing his words, and Wooyoung swiped the pad of his thumb across your lower lip once again; a grin forming on his lips as he tilted his head. “Be a good girl and open your mouth for me, hm?”

Staring at the man standing on his knees above you, your eyes wide and lips parted; you realized you had a long night ahead of you - a small smile forming on your lips as you realized you had accomplished what you had hoped for.

You still knew your ex-boyfriend like the back of your hand, it seemed.

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atzhrts · 1 year

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Imagine you Mingi n Wooyoung in a poly relationship and the boys just love to suck on your nipples/boobs like it’s a past time of theirs!

ok we been knew that mingi is my ult, but after the concerts… wooyoung has been wrecking nh me so so bad (i literally saw his veins with my own eyes)

includes: not proofread at all, titty fucking, wooyoung refers to mingi as his boyfriend, taking nudes

i feel like they would be obsessed with your boobs, he’s also very much obsessed with head scratches. for wooyoung, your tits don’t have to be just sexual - they’re his comfort.

he’s had a bad day? laying on your chest to calm himself down, listening to your heartbeat while mindlessly flicking your nipples, letting out small giggles when they harden under his touch.

he‘s happy? laying on your chest, pressing small but eager kisses all over them, his smile wide as he pressed your boobs together.

his eyes are also always on them, literally always.

ok now hear me out. them taking turns, fucking your titties. mingi holding them together while wooyoung thrusts his member in between them. mingis fingers pinching your nipple as the head of woos dick touch your lips every time he thrusts up.

wooyoung would be moaning so load as he empties himself all over your chest, switching places with your other boyfriend while he does the same.

also both of them have a lot of picture of your titties, that are very dear to them. mingi has them on his phone, selfies of him laying on them, his giant hand on them and wooyoung cuddling on top of them. the latter has polaroids, of them covering in his and mingis cum, of his dick on top of them or his boyfriends tongue toying with your hat nipples.

#anon <3 #song mingi #song mingi smut #jung wooyoung #jung wooyoung smut #mingi hard hours #jung wooyoung hard hours #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #mingi hard thoughts #wooyoung hard thoughts #ateez hard thoughts

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 1 year

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Kinktober Day 31 - Dry Humping

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Dry humping.

Word Count: 1594

Summary: Sometimes a tired Woo is a needy Woo and you’re more than happy to help him in anyway he needs, even if it means you don’t have to do anything at all.

Prompt List MasterList Kintktober 2022 Buy me a Coffee

“Hi baby, how was work?” You call out from the kitchen at the sound of the front door closing. You didn’t get a response back, your ears only met with the light sound of shoes being kicked off and small shuffles of feet on carpet. Curiosity getting the best of you, you peep your head around the door looking into the living room to see an exhausted Wooyoung flopped face first on the couch, an arm and leg dangling off the edge. Keeping quiet you slip back into the kitchen to quickly fix him up a coffee in hopes it brings a bit more life back to him.

“Hey there sleepy head.” You whisper walking up to him, mug in hand.

“I made you some coffee you look like you need it.” Wooyoung opened one eye to give you an offended look before sitting up.

“I look that bad huh?” He chuckles sitting up and taking the mug from you.

“No it’s not that, just you’re not usually quiet like this.” He smiles lightly before taking a sip of his coffee, letting out a low “Ahh.” at the taste before going back for another sip. While Wooyoung is busy drinking his coffee you take that time to gather a few blankets together, bringing them back ready for the both of you to cuddle up with a movie.

His eyes widen with a little sparkle as he sees the blankets in your arms knowing what was in store for the night and he really couldn’t wait to just relax with you in his arms.

“What do you want to watch?” You ask throwing the blankets onto the couch and finding the remote.

“You pick, I’m good with whatever.” He says shooting you his signature smile as he wriggles his way under the blankets leaving a gap for you to crawl into. You quickly throw on the first Rom-com that came to mind and slid yourself under the blanket next to Wooyoung who quickly wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, tangling his legs with yours in the process.

“You could have waited for me to fully sit down first.” You giggle.

“Nope, cuddles now please.” Wooyoung says quickly, words becoming muffled as he buries his face in the crook of your neck making you laugh even more.

You half expected Wooyoung to do his usual running commentary throughout the movie, it surprisingly never annoyed you, his commentary was hilarious especially if it was a movie like the one you had on, but today he didn’t do it. You weren’t complaining about the silence from him, sometimes it was nice when he finally shut up, you just guessed he was that tired from work he’d probably nodded off already. You wanted to turn your head to see if he was awake but at the same time you didn’t want the slightest movement to wake him if he was asleep, so you opted to stay as you were, focusing on his chest rising and falling steadily against your back.

You were only halfway through the movie when Wooyoung caught your attention once again. He didn’t say anything to draw your attention to him but the small way he started to fidget and the way his breathing seemed to have become uneven made you wonder what he was doing.

“Hey baby, you okay?” You ask trying to turn your head to face him but his own head in the crook of your neck stopped you doing so. He simply nodded against you in reply humming a little instead of using words. You didn’t think much of it and let him settle back down, but then you realised what he was doing, or more likely what he was trying to do. You could feel his hips lightly grind against your ass, his pace so slow you wouldn’t have noticed if you weren’t already focused on how he was acting. You could feel how he was trying to keep his breathing under control, the way he tried to mask his laboured breaths made what he was doing all the more obvious to you.

You didn’t want to bring attention to what was going on, you knew he was tired but needed some form of release and the exhausted state he was in you knew normal sex was off the cards for the night so you left him to do what he needed to do in order to relax. Wooyoung’s grip on your shirt tightened as he tried to press himself against you more but still leave you unaware, he wanted to make a noise, any noise but bit down on his lip to hold it all back.

You never would have thought something like this would be so hot, if someone had told you this sort of thing had been done to them you’d have looked at them with a grimace on your face but now that Wooyoung was doing it you changed your mind, his short breaths fanning your neck made you smile to yourself as you tried to continue feigning innocence. Moving slowly so not to startle Wooyoung, you rest your hand on top of his, tracing small circles around his knuckles. While you seemed calm and relaxed Wooyoung was the complete opposite, he was so hard it hurt and the slow movements he had to make to try and get off just wasn’t doing it for him. His whole body was tense against you and you could feel the heat radiating from him, you didn’t want him to suffer anymore.

“It’s okay baby.” You say lightly, running your thumb over his hand. Wooyoung freezes the moment you speak up.

“W...What?” The strain in his voice clear as he tried to sound normal.

“It’s okay baby, do what you need to do I’m okay with it.” You smile finally being able to turn your head to look at him, his cheeks flushed and small beads of sweat starting to form on his brow all while he looked at you wide eyed at the realisation he’d been caught.

“I’m sorry.” He squeaked out feeling humiliated and dirty for what he’d been doing. With a small kiss to his nose you give a comforting smile.

“It’s okay, do what you need to.” Your tone made it clear to him you weren’t judging him and you weren’t disgusted and it made his heart flutter a little over how understanding you are.

Hugging you quickly with a tight grasp he hurries out a thank you before placing his hands on your hips holding you right where he needed you. His need came out in full force as he moved his clothed crotch over your ass, small whines escaping him as he basked in the sensation the friction was giving him, heavy breathing fanning over the back of your neck as he buried his face in your hair. You decide to give a little helping hand, pushing your ass against his crotch even more earning you a shaky moan from him as his pace picks up desperately needing to reach his high.

“F...Fuck.” Wooyoung breathes out shakily, his fingers gripping your hips tightly as he ruts against you. Peering down for a moment he could see the small stain that had formed on his sweatpants from the precum that was leaking from him knowing full well it was about to get a lot bigger.

Reaching behind you, you ran your fingers through Wooyoung’s hair, shivers running along his spine and cock twitching from your sudden touch made his climax hurtle closer. A string of whines and pants filled the living room, the movie you were watching was long forgotten by both of you. You could tell Wooyoung was getting close, his hips slowing down ever so slightly and stuttering with each thrust as his breathing gets heavier and his moans grow higher in pitch. You lean your head back to place a gentle kiss on his temple before whispering to him.

“It’s okay baby, cum for me, let go baby.” Wooyoung never realised just how much of an effect your words had on him, there was no sultry tone to your voice, just your normal soft way of speaking but the dirty words that spilled from your lips to him made him fall from the edge. A long low groan leaving his throat as he held your hips firmly against his now still ones, holding you so tightly against him you could feel his cock pulsate as he came.

You let Wooyoung calm down for a moment before making any sort of movement despite you desperately wanting to warp your arms around him. You couldn’t help the small smile that covered your face when you felt Wooyoung press small kisses to your neck as his fingers traced small shapes over your hip.

“Woo, what are you doing?” You giggle turning to look at his flushed face.

“I’m going to make it up to you, it’s not fair I got to cum and you didn’t.” Your smile widens over how sweet he is but you knew to hold yourself back for tonight.

“No baby, it’s okay, you’re exhausted and so am I, you just needed that release so don’t worry about me baby.” Wooyoung pouted lightly at your response feeling a little bad about leaving you out but he couldn’t deny that you were right, he was struggling to keep his eyes open as it was.

“Okay baby, but I promise I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.” He says kissing your neck once again.

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yuyusboyfriend · 4 months

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Sweet Dreams ☾˚✧

pairing: best friend!wooyoung x reader

wordcount: 2k

content: Playing with your best friend's hair seems to do more to him than you think.

warnings: nsfw, slight somno, dom!wooyoung, sub!reader, petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, love, honey) afab!reader, no use of gendered pronouns but words like cunt, clit etc. are used, nipple play, cunnilingus, wooyoung is still a brat, lmk if im missing anything!

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He squeezed your waist as you continued to brush his soft locks, letting out soft snores against your thigh. You swiped your finger over what he called his "dot", before returning to playing with his dark strands.

Wooyoung had been by your side since your first year of college, sitting down next to you on the first day; He purposely flicked his pencil onto your desk to distract you both from the task at hand.

"whatcha doing?" He said to you in a failed attempt at whispering. You gave him a quick side eye before returning to your work and dropping his pen on his desk.

"The work. I'm doing the work."

"Cool! Cool… what was the work again?" You finally give him a proper look at his face. Fuck, he's gorgeous. The mischievous grin he had plastered across his face was angelically evil and you could hardly tear your eyes away as you analysed his perfect features.

"Like something you see?" He ran his tongue against his top teeth as you stared back at him in now horror.

"What?" you yell, flustered and loud enough for a few classmates to whip their heads in your direction with a glare.

"My name's Wooyoung, you?" He-Wooyoung carried on as though nothing happened, as you noticed he was holding your phone and adding his number, texting himself so he could save yours.

"y/n, but what are you-" The professor announced the class was over and Wooyoung had already hopped out of his chair and walked to the exit, before turning around one last time,

"Talk soon, yeah?" He softly smiled at you and left.

That's what led you here, as his sleepy sounds echoed in the silence of your bedroom. The laptop that had been previously playing the movie you were watching on mute, careful not to wake him up. It was the last day of exams and you were both taking your well-deserved rest. Wooyoung looked so innocent in his slumber; long lashes resting on his smooth cheek, hands squeezing tighter around you occasionally as if he wasn't already close enough to you. He was so… kissable.

Fuck, you shouldn't be thinking about that - You had been trying your best to forget the silly flutter you felt in your chest when you thought about your best friend. You knew better to feel this way about Wooyoung, but every time he invaded your personal space, which was a lot, the ache in your stomach became worse with each touch. To say you were suffering right now would be an understatement.

"Mmhm…." Wooyoung hummed in his sleep, fidgeting against your outstretched leg under him. You stared at his lips as he huffed again.

"You having a dream woo?" You knew he was still too deep in his sleep to hear you, but you still hoped he would wake up and put you out of your misery. He shuffled against your leg again and squeezed you once more, rolling his hips slightly.

Was… was he hard?

"woo, seriously" he cut you off with a whimper against your waist, his jaw dropping open slightly to let the noise slip out onto you. Your muscles froze as he grinded on your leg, desperate for friction. You tried to escape the grip of the boy but as you shuffled away he only readjusted his tight hold on you and pulled you further down grinding into your inner thigh. You could feel yourself getting wet at the situation as well as the growing patch on your thigh from Wooyoung's precum leaking through his jogging bottoms.

"y/n, fuck" his sleepy form dug his nails into your lower back making you moan at the pain and pleasure, making you squirm enough to-

"y/n?" Wooyoung was looking up at your restless form, worry forming in his darkened eyes as he tried to halt the drag of his hips against your crotch. Your own body holding back the urge to push your hips up to him closing the minuscule gap between your heated bodies.

"Woo,

I'm sorry I should've woken you up-"

"y/n, please shut up for like two seconds" Wooyoung breathily whispers before reaching up to your face and lunging his lips against yours. His kiss was overflowing with desperation as he gripped the back of your neck to pull you towards his form, resuming his hips movements over your clothes. You could feel his head pressing down into your cunt through the stupid amount of layers separating your bodies.

"Fuck baby, you think I can get these off you?" Wooyoung whispered sweetly into your ear, snapping the waistband of your sweatpants and grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin under your ear. You tried to wriggle them off by yourself but Wooyoung wanted to hear your words.

"words baby." He peered through his long lashes.

"please Wooyoung."

"'Please Wooyoung' what?" Oh, what a bastard. He was getting off on being bratty despite his growing need in his pants getting harder by the second. Knowing Wooyoung meant you knew he wasn't gonna give up this fight no matter how in need he was.

"Woo take these off me right I swear to god" He snatched your sweatpants from your waist along with your undies and stuffed them in his pocket before you could finish your threat.

"Honey you're soaked, all from me rubbing up on you while I was asleep? that's dirty." his hoarse voice seeped through a wide grin. He dragged his thumb against your cunt, spreading your arousal to your sensitive clit.

"Shit! Wooyoung, please oh my god" you whined under his soft touch.

"Not God, love, I'm better" He gave you a wink before lowering his head to kiss down your thighs, each kiss nearing further to your aching cunt as you pleaded and begged him to end your suffering. Your hips lift as his lips latch around your clit, tongue moving expertly against it while he slides a digit into your begging hole. It wasn't enough. You needed him, his cock to fill you. As though he could hear your thoughts raging around your head, he takes his mouth off you for a second.

"I need you wet enough to take me, sweetheart, I can't go hurting you now can I?"

"Wooyoung I can take it you dickhead, please," You pant, tipping your head back.

"You're so impatient, can't even let me enjoy my meal" He huffed wiping his mouth, standing up to untie his sweats and rip them off, "You got a condom?" He looked at your bedside drawer and opened it before giving you a chance to answer. He closed his palm around a small silver vibrator and presented it to you.

"you think about me when you use this baby?" he bit his lip as he examined the toy, turning it on to feel the vibrations on his fingertips. "You probably touch yourself with this while whining my name under your breath, huh." You shivered under him at the filth spilling out of his mouth, your own words stuck in the back of your throat at the sight of him. You leant up to tug his shirt off of him, desperate to feel his skin against yours, thighs clenching together as your eyes take in his naked form.

"please." Your whimper was enough for Woo to reach back into the drawer and fish for a condom, finally pulling one out and ripping the foil with his teeth as his other hand busied itself massaging your thigh. He slipped the condom over his hard length, groaning at the feeling of how turned on he was and leaned over your form.

"you sure?" He looked into your eyes, looking for any doubt or concern and being met with nothing but lust and your love for the boy.

"Wooyoung, now please, please" He cut off your begs, his tip slapping against your clit and meeting the entrance of your cunt, pressing into you with a hard thrust. You knew he was big but the feeling of your hole being filled so well had you writhing under him at the stretch.

"shit woo, I'm gonna cum," You pant, not registering your blabbering.

"Then cum baby, but I'm not done with you yet," He nipped at the skin of your collarbone, leaving a trail of blooming marks on your skin that made you whine. He thrusts into you a few more times before feeling you clench around him, feeling your release leak onto his cock, not halting his movements. He rocked himself deep into you, slowly turning the feeling of overstimulation into mind-breaking pleasure. The way he slammed into you every few strokes brought you back to the reality of him burying his length in your wet cunt. All you could muster was a string of moans mangled with his name, the pleasure suffocating your ability to think comprehensibly.

"My cock making you forget your words, babe, ah, fuck you're so cute under me. " He ran his tongue along your sternum, before latching his mouth onto your aching nipple. Ludicrous noises of his mouth lapping at your skin, his lips leaving your nipple with a pop before moving to the other and repeating his actions. You could only moan in reply, wrapping one arm around the back of his head to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, the other dragging your nails across his back in a way that was sure to leave a few marks by the time you were done.

before you could process what was happening you heard a buzzing noise coming from the boy's hand, "Better give this a go shall we? wanna see you come undone again." Your eyes shot open as you felt the cold metal vibrator around your clit, Wooyoung running it up and down as to deny your your second orgasm for a bit longer while his own began to build. He snapped his hips into you harshly, still with a consistent rhythm despite him slowly losing a grip on his sanity being buried so deep in you. His cock managed to brush up on your g-spot with every slam making you see stars.

You felt the vibrations directly on your clit now, your screams filling your bedroom as he continued to drive into your aching cunt - with the extra stimulation you were on the edge of your orgasm, and Wooyoung was basking in your noises, hips movements growing more sloppy by the second. The dirty noises from the base of his cock meeting your soaked cunt mixed with your moans in the air had his eyes rolling back.

"Woo I'm gonna- I can't-"

"You gonna ah- you gonna come on my cock again? Do it, I know you can" He grunted into your ear, voice hoarser than before. Your cunt squeezed his aching member as you came around him once again, feeling the condom swell with his own release inside your sore walls. He continued to roll his hips into you, riding out your orgasms together till you were done.

He looked into your eyes, and to your lips before connecting them again. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck to pull him in closer, desperate to be close to him still.

"I need to pull out and get you cleaned up love," He whispered to you as you protested, wanting to feel him in you for a bit longer. As he pulled out, you let out an airy moan, sighing at the loss of feeling full. Wooyoung tied the condom and tossed it in the trash before pulling his boxers up and leaving to get something to clean up with.

You watch the way he moved as he helped clean you up, before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"Woo-"

"I love you y/n." You whip your head up to look at him, a little annoyed he just stole the words out from your mouth.

"I was gonna say that! You bastard i wanted to say i love you first!" He let out a high pitched laugh at your pouting face, before reaching to you and kissing you softly.

"You snooze you lose, love."

oh my god i've wanted to write for woo so bad, its kind of shocking out of all the members I wrote woo as a dom but the heart wants what the heart wants❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 sorry for not posting in forever but I've had noooo motivation it's been ass 💔 thank you for reading !!!!

also this isn't proof read so most likely some mistakes 🙏

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seventhcallisto · 4 months

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Ateez 'n free use (+ somno)

Everything has been consentually talked about beforehand, in passing and seriously !! Mwuah. Lots of smut under the cut. barking. foaming at the mouth.

"Hi love bug 💗 I wanted your thoughts and opinions on ateez with somno / free use heheh" —ask @hhoneylix (my lovely pookie bear) 7.2K WC OF FILTH.

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In a free-use fantasy, partners can have sex with each other whenever they want, no holds barred. Somnophilia refers to the interest in having sex with a sleeping person.

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Wooyoung. It doesn't take much convincing for him to agree, even the words would have him nodding eagerly. He doesn't even question the trust you two have cause you're both in sync like that, maybe he hands his heart out to you on a platter, despite his own head telling him he could end up with it broken (he doesn't care cause he knows he loves you to the moon and back). But if you are just as agreeing as him it'll have his heart soaring. He definitely uses you most days, happily too. He'll tease you; not letting you cum as he gets himself off. But it doesn't last for long when he's between your thighs a minute later. Over and over again and throughout the day. Teasing you so you'll find a reason to ruin him for the evening.

When you both first started, I can see his eyes flashing with everything he'll want to do or want you to do to him. When he realizes you're not saying it as a joke anymore (like you have done before), he completely folds, he's just a whole sub for the first day you guys try it out, whether a bratty one or a good one, he cries for it either way. He gets himself worked up the entire day because it caught him off guard, so whenever he thinks about anything you're doing, calling his name- specifically the nickname you use for him- god, he's throbbing. Telling him to pick up his mess that he left like some guy who can't clean up after himself with your mad tone that reminds him of how you fuck him up when he's being a brat. He'll most likely hide away during practice to try and jerk off (knowing him, he probably also sent you an audio message of it to see if you'll be the first to cave and just brutally use him) but it's just not working :( he gets so frustrated, on the edge of being mean because he's so horny. He snaps his tone, and his attitude sours into something whiny and needy.

He gets borderline bratty when he's so horny. So, at some point, when you're doing your skincare, he pushes at your lower back to bend you over the counter just the slightest, his hands sliding to your hips when he comes to grind his erection against you, a shuddered sigh falling from his lips. His head falls over your shoulder blade. "need this, please, 'm gonna make you feel good too, just want to be inside so bad" he'd mumble as he wiggled your pants down, giving you the opportunity to stop if you'd like. He wouldn't waste a second to jerk his dick out of his own pants and line up to your core. He notices you're also wet, so you've probably thought about this as much as he has all day. You truly don't know how much that drives him crazy. And knowing that you're always ready for him has him driving his cock all the way in you.

Only stilling for you to adjust to his stinging size. But he doesn't sit there for long because he's trembling with his hands placed on either side of you, his hips grinding your ass forward cause of his pelvis. It really doesn't take long for him to cum, especially if you're telling him how needy he is. How he can't even wait til you're done to fuck. "n-no, don't move, please- ill be quick- let me cum-" He whimpers and agrees with everything you say. "You're right- you're always right- fuck I'm addicted to you- I'm your whore- oh god-" lost in the way you feel around him as he drives his hips all the way to meet yours in sloppy liquidy slaps. His hands grip the counter around your stomach tightly, his fingers turning white from the grip, caging you against it. His eyes clenched close every so often, strangled gasps choked from his throat. He paints your walls with his cum, slumping over your back and shaking ever so lightly in the afterglow. You don't get to cum because he already did before you. He verbalized that when he tried to rub circles over your neglected nerve bundle. You swipe his hand away, going on to wash your own and continue your skincare, even with him still inside. He loudly whimpers, knowing he's in for a long night for every rule he's broken today. :((( he's sorry!(no he's not)

When you brutally and completely obliterate him later, tied to the bed and shaking after every edge or orgasm he has. You finish him with an unhealthy amount of kisses to his face and aftercare that has him cuddled up on your stomach, his face digging into your side. He falls asleep like that. It's really no for long when he wakes up, jolted from a pleasant and not very wholesome dream. Your hand is already stroking him over his shorts, cupping and pushing against his hard on that's imprinted and leaning against your hip from where he's halfway thrown over you. “Are you awake now? So needy woo, even when you're asleep, trying to hump me like a pillow” he whimpers when you laugh at him, pushing his thighs apart for more friction and shoving his face back into your chest. “Come on baby, you want to cum again? So early?” your hand stops for just a second, enough for his teary and tired eyes to blink up at you. Your hand slipping past his waistband and jerking his sticky tip. He's loud and definitely more affected like this. Choking on a sob when your nails scrape against his length and veins. He cums with a guttural choking gasp, jerking forward to stimulate himself the rest of the way with your palm. Staining his shorts with semen. He's definitely fucking you when he wakes up later. Even if you're still in deep sleep. Two can play that game.

Mingi. Oh. Oh! It takes a good hard minute for it to click. He loves it, though. Of course, he trusts you (a little too much), and he'll shyly ask if you trust him as much too (and you do!). It also doesn't take much convincing for him. He gets so turned on from the idea. Just imagining being able to get off whenever you're around. You might actually be fucking more often because of it. Like, every day. His libido is crazy. But what drives his will is the idea of being buried balls deep in you. And with somno??? Oh lord.

You're asleep when he comes home from practice, and he just really wanted you. Even when he tried to wake you up with a gentle pat to your shoulder, you don't even greet him. Turning over away from him. He knows you're not ignoring him on purpose, too tired to respond to the outside world in your head. He didn't think about using you in your sleep until he was choking on a cup of cold water. Remembering the conversation you had on the phone earlier. “Yknow mingi, if I'm ever asleep when you get home, I don't mind”.

He's slipping himself between your legs on the bed, carefully. Of course, he notices when the only thing you're wearing is his shirt and underwear. Watching you sleep on your stomach with a pillow propped under your chest comfortably and your arm shoved under the pillow where your head lays. Missing the way his body would be next to yours even in your unconscious state. He'd coo internally, pushing your thigh up so it's leaning up on the bed some more, your core and ass sticking out from the angle through the tight fabric of your underwear. He'd slip his fingers into you, pushing the thin fabric aside, working you open with quick and gentle scissoring motions. He'd praise you with his own tiny breaths when you clenched around the digits. Watching your face scrunch up from the feeling. Your head digging into the pillow some more and pushing back against his hand that's rubbing against your cunt. He knows your cue and clumsily pulls his fingers out before you can cum, whimpering in your sleep.

“Shh, im putting it in now princess, don't worry” he'd kiss your neck, leaning over you. Ready to please with something bigger and more fulfilling. His knees placed on eitherside of your hips just as he pulls his pants down. He lines his tip, holding your panties aside so he can slip in comfortably. It's so easy when you're relaxed. So pliable around his big cock when he sinks in, his hands gripping your lower hips. And holy fuck. Mingi is definitely doing this again. His eyes cloud as you swallow him in, every inch being lubed up easily. He sets a slow pace, pushing you further up the mattress with his bigger body that cages over your own soft and completely willful one. His hips rock forward, every so often to pull all the way back until his tip is around your ring and just slide in. He groans under his breath, quiet in the night. Your own sounds are whimpered and small due to the pillow in your face. Your face scrunches, and mingi feels you stirring, moving in your sleep as you begin to wake up. “Hey sleeping beauty” he shushes, leaning over you to prop his hands on either side of your head instead, making sure he doesn’t slip out. “‘m just using you like you told me to” he would sigh into his words, stuttering every so often when he bottoms out again and again, his hips dig and prod so good, burying to the hilt and pushing his tip into your cervix. “Perfect pussy, was made for me..” he groans, fingers digging hard into the sheets. “mingi..” You finally whisper, driving his heart rate higher, he hums to answer you, thrusting his hips down quicker.

Groaning at your walls fluttering. You're cumming with a shudder, pushing your ass back against his thrusts. “mingi-” you heave, shoving your face into the pillow. With a few extra sloppy thrusts, mingi stills with himself buried to the hilt inside you. It pools deep inside you, leaving you warm and sticky and oh so full. “Taking it soooo good, just like that..” he praises, soft breaths fanning against your face. He slips himself out to lay beside you, just to lay down for a bit. Your eye peaks open, meeting his sweaty face. “Hi, I missed you,” he chuckles.

San. He's so excited and so ready for it whenever, just nodding along and mutually agreeing on the topic. He'll want to know you're fully in it, even going out of his way for consent first at the start of the day. Like, always asking for consent even if you tell him to just use you already. Trust is easy when it's always consented beforehand. He loves you a lot, wouldn't even debate with you on the subject of who loves who more. And it isn't even a question when he trusts you blindly all the time.

He wants you to initiate that first time, so when you pull him out of the room as soon as he's off stage, he knows the way your feet stomp, n the way you grip his wrist in your hands. He bows his head at everyone who passes, all of them seemingly put off by your behavior. But it doesn't matter cause san is about to get high off of you. His face in shoved into your core the minute his knees hit the floor of the bathroom, his pants creasing, he's still sweaty from performing on stage, but who gives a fuck when your leg is thrown over his shoulder. Pussy drinker !!! He swallows so hard and his tongue licks everything up, throat vibrating when he moans over your clit. You're tugging his hair and his scalp burns in the best way. You cum shortly after, and he devours it all. Pushing him into leaning against the wall so you can slot to your own knees and drop his pants, his buckle cluttering against the floor. His head gets thrown against the wall when you take him in your mouth, he palms your head but doesn't dare to grip it. The pace you set on his cock is yours to control and yours alone. He moans airily, thrusting his cock down your throat, I can see san preferring head to be messy, especially when you go down on him. So make those nasty gargling sounds and slurp him like you're thirsty. “Y-ah- you couldn't wait?” He asks through a moan, hands wrapping around to pull your hair out of your face. Ever the gentleman as he plunges his pulsing tip down your sloppy mouth. You hum around him, as if that's an answer. He cries, “oh- just like that- ugh” you hum again, he thrusts hard, cumming just as harshly. You swallow everything and more, overstimulating him when your cheeks hollow as you pull off him with a pop. He's pulling you up to sloppily make out. You stop him, finger over his lips when he chases you. “We have to get back baby, I can't be late.”

n somno? He's the one to initiate it. He's coming back to your shared hotel room after doing a live. Exhausted and just wanting to cuddle. The first thing he hears when he moves into the bed next to you is you calling his name, hand reaching around for him. “San?” You whisper. He heeds your call with a kiss on your cheek. Intertwining your wandering hand with his. “I'm here baby” You turn over your side, humming with content when you fall back to dreamland. Something about you calling him, just needing to feel his hand over you, god, it's ridiculous, but he's hard. He tries to breathe, to ward the boner away. But you look so pretty in those shorts, and your top is so silky falling off your shoulder like that.

And soon enough he's giving into his desires and working his cock with his hand that isn't in yours. Tugging himself off and hiding his noises, it's not enough, of course not, cause it's not your pussy, he's just not in it, even when he spits in his hand and uses his precum. He can't even focus, turning you over to lay flat on your back, his hand slipping from yours. You stir, just slightly, eye peaking open to look down at him over your waist, he holds himself just above you, pecking the skin where the shirt rid up on your tummy. He kisses your hip that's free of the cloth on it, trailing kisses everywhere. “Can I pretty? Can I please have you right now?” he whispers so sweetly. You nod, despite still being groggy. “let me sleep still okay?”. You don't have to tell him twice, he kisses just under the swell of your stomach, appreciatively, dipping his hands into your shorts and undies to pull them off in one go. “Just let me do it all, don't worry your pretty head about anything” Pussy drinker !!!! His face is buried inside you, grinding his cock against the white sheets, you hum and moan quietly, urging him on.

He brushes his nose against your clit and indulges himself on working you with his tongue and his fingers, praising you through breaths when you come to the edge, he lets you cum with a gaspy call of his name, encouraging your thighs to almost suffocate him when he laps up your juices. He crawls up to you with one more appreciative kiss against your clit, pushing his cock in with ease, neglected and so red :( he practically falls apart above you. Snapping his hips a couple of times to be as close to you, pushing himself to cum from all the strain he's been putting his poor cock through. He pants when he cums, your name falling off his tongue like a sinatry, all the while you hardly stir, eyebrows scrunching at the warmth of his load gathering in your cunt. You're so warm, he falls atop you with a sigh, stilling inside. You're both definitely going for a second round, cause he woke you up and now he's the sleepy one.

Seonghwa. Oh! Okay! Oh god. He loves the idea, although a little nervous at first, all mutual agreements might end up with you both already going through a list of things that is completely fine. Would want to know everything you don't like and do like beforehand. He's so happy to know you trust him, although it took a hard time for him to open up to you, he's completely and wholeheartedly in it as soon as he knows, communication is the first thing with him and then trust. It's very sweet for a while until you guys actually get to doing it.

Uhm, I also see him as a pussy drinker, sorry not sorry. He wants to be buried in you all the time. But it isn't until you're propped up on the couch, the tv playing in the distance, he's been needy for affection lately and maybe you haven't noticed it as much, he shifts against your hip, head leaning over your shoulder, watching your eyes slump close and flutter from his breath on your cheek. For a second you think he's getting up when he slips down the couch, but the next he's throwing your legs over his shoulder and tossing your pants. When did that happen? “Go on love, keep sleeping, don't mind me” you do mind. A lot. He kisses your inner thigh. Even as he pushes his hair behind his ears softly and sticks his tongue out to lick along your entirety. You buck as he swirls your little bud, sucking on it. His eyes are closed in bliss, hands gripping your thighs so tightly.

He eats you out like a man enjoying a five course meal, knowing every sweet spot that has you seeing stars, even without his fingers you cum with his name on your lips, but he keeps going, nosing your thigh before he's diving back in. He has you there in mere minutes again, you can't even focus on the dream you were just in. I can see seonghwa with his head buried in your thighs for hours with a few breaks in between that has you thinking he's done(he is not) trying out every little thing he thinks of, how quickly he can get you there and how easily you come undone if he just puts even his fingertips in. He teases you with his words and edges you on. Every so often if you're just doing something casual, he'll stick his hands down your pants and make you cum on his fingers. “That was a good one love, you sounded so pretty” you hate him. But it's no different when you straddle his waist when he's laying on the bed, his own phone in his hands.

He greets you gently, it's really innocent at first cause you're touchy and seonghwa loves it when you're touchy. When he notices your hips are wiggling back and forth over his lap, he places his phone to the side to watch you, you're just,,, just there. Hovering above him, he can feel the heat of your body over his own, your head on his chest as you pretend to relax with him. He knows what you're doing, and he lets you, his cock stirring in his silky pants at the thought of being inside you. Your finger scraps against the hem of his pants, he moans quietly. You pull him out of his slacks and pump him the rest of the way to make him fully erect, his hand lulled to the side as his phone continues to play the video he was once watching. You pump him slowly, watching his tip pebble with sticky white drops. He watches you come up to hover your hips above him, lifting your oversized shirt to the side. It's then he realizes you're not in anything other than the shirt. His lip perked up into a smirk, it's quickly wiped away when you sink down on him. His mouth falling agape. Screw his phone, it's already gone, across the bed. His hands guide your hips in lazy swirls, pretty moans falling from his mouth. His eyebrows furrow and he's just so pretty as you lifts your hips and drill them down on him, cutting off his moans every time you do so. His fingertips dig into your waist, pleading for you to keep going and helping you out when you slow down. Taking it at your own pace until he swings you forward and thrusts up into you.

It's you using him, but he needs to be buried to the hilt the entire time. “Keep going- mm” His cock throbbing against your insides and hitting so deep cause he's so long. He can get loud but it's mostly breathy moans. When he cums- and it's inevitable- he's crying from the overstimulation of you continuing to hug his cock in your cunt. He watches you swirl your hips forward to chase your own orgasm, pleading for you. “S’too much please please- cum on my cock- need it so bad” Not to stop, but to get there with him as he sputters with tears down his cheeks from how good he feels. You cum quietly, falling over his chest and leaving yourself buried in his neck, he whimpers. Your hips continuing to swirl. He grips them, stopping them so he can get some relief. When he's softening inside you, he kisses your head gently. Picking up his phone to continue scrolling.

Hongjoong. Again! He loves the idea. It doesn't take any convincing. He might be the one to bring it up first. It'll start off with free use and gradually get to talking about the somno part. He'll tell you he wants to know your thoughts before he voices his own, just so he isn't pressuring you into it. He buzzes with excitement and also just so much love. He's always wanted you both to feel comfortable enough to get to this part of your relationship. And when it finally comes up, he just uses and abuses it after the initial agreement. God. He loves knowing you trust him to do it to you whenever, and he vocally tells you he loves the idea of you using him when you feel like it. Despite being shy with how he says it. It doesn't take much time for him to fall completely for you and trust you with his entire being.

I see him using you all the time. Whenever he can get his sneaky fingers around your hips and dig his boner into you. Casually talking about his day when you're standing at the kitchen counter, well- he's already pulling your dress up and slotting your underwear down in a swoop. His nimble fingers slotting into you quickly. “What was that? Go on angel” he'll want you to talk through it, telling him about your day through whimpers and stuttering. “n then she- oh god joong just like that-” you’d end up a mess, and he hums, encouraging your words. Pulls out just as you're about to cum. And then he kisses your cheek and pulls your underwear back up. he's the worse. Ugh. You'll have to be the first to fuck him up. He's talking as he drives, a quiet tone to his voice in the peace and quiet, completely oblivious to the heat in your eyes. He stares at the road and practically jumps when you lean over into his lap, his hand goes to hold your head, on instinct.

“Bab-” you're pulling his zipper down. oh! Oh!!! OHOHO. He quirks in your grasp, cock springing to life the quicker you jerk him off. When you spit on his length that's when he moans lowly, you slap his thigh. And he jolts. “Pay attention to the road.” Fuck him up!!! Despite reaching that edge with only a few short tugs and your painted lips swirling over his tip lightly, he doesn't cum at all cause you're already at the destined location. He hates it, he drove as slow as he could and yet he still didn't cum in your pretty mouth :( Grumbled whines under his breath as he shoves himself back into his jeans. The fabric hurts. And you're smirking at him like the devil. You're playing a dangerous game. And when he gets you alone in a house full of people you know, he's got you crying, pretty mascara running down your face and throating his length until your nose brushes against him.

“hngh- You did this to yourself angel” He clicks his tongue, head thrown back against the door. It's lewd and it's definitely free use for him when he uses your head to jerk himself off on your tongue. He takes a good solid time getting there, shoving his load down your throat and pulling out enough to watch the rest spurt over your lips. Swipes it off with his thumb and puts it back in your mouth. “suck,” if by chance he's sleeping or resting, which is rare. You won't be the one to do it to him often, on the other hand he'll want you to. But he definitely won't make you. So one day when you've had it rough, just tug his sweats down with his back resting against the bed, a soft edge to his face when he sleeps. pillow slotted under his grasp and head thrown to the side. Oops, he's already hard. Morning wood. Or was he just having a nice dream? You're already on him in seconds, bottoming him inside til your pelvis meets his. His eyebrows furrow and his breathing picks up. Gasps falling out of his parted mouth, his hands twitch every so often when you call his name quietly. As if he can hear you in his dreams. Your name is the only thing he says every so often, jumbled and under his breath when he moans prettily.

Whenever he twitches too much inside you, and his face scrunches you stop so he can't cum just yet. He'll whimper and whine, throwing his head back and around. His hand comes to rub his face and then fall back to his side, right next to your knees. You swirl your hips against and practically write your name on his dick. He'll stir the second time you edge him, waking him up to one of the best sights. “Ah. m- fuck- cumming” he whimpers, pistoning his hips up to meet yours, he continues to do so even when he cums, load splattering against the sheets when it pools out of you, he tells you to keep going, encourages it too. Sloppy the whole time, overstimulating himself so he's hard again, throbbing and moaning loudly, his cheat shuddering with every breath he takes. When you cum he's pulling you down to shove his tongue down your throat, catching every sound and vocal cue with his fingers rubbing against your clit. He overstimulates you in the process too.

Yunho. Might genuinely take a couple of times to talk about it more than once. He just wants to know you're the one completely fine with it. (cause he is!) He'll work his way up to it, sleepy sex and telling you he'll handle it the whole time. And when he feels the need to be buried in you, he'll always ask beforehand, tell him he doesn't even need to ask, cause he always will. He trusts you with his heart, so of course, he trusts you completely when it comes to sex. You both are completely in tune.

It's mostly casual when it happens. It usually starts because you're in a position he likes, letting his imagination go on for a bit, you're on your tummy on the couch, feet kicking behind you and typing away at your phone. He could feel like a perv for the way he's looking at you, oblivious to his growing hard-on. But he can't help it when he crawls over you to lay on your back, his dick pressing into you through his sweats. You go to question him. He smiles shyly. “Nothing baby, just want to be close to you” yeah uh huh sure bud. It's fine for a couple of seconds until his hips move, and he's sighing in your ear. You just let him get himself off, typing away. Ignorant to the way it's just not working for him, he slips your shorts down, and you only slightly help with lifting your hips. He'll immediately go at it, kissing your shoulder and neck, appreciation on his tongue when he tells you he'll be quick. He slips himself out and bottoms inside with ease. The stretch is perfect.

Yunho has a big cock but you take it like a champ, he always has you prepped for him too. It's just so easy to slip into you. His hand snakes under your waist to pinch your clit, you jolt away from the sensation, dropping your phone. It slides too far from your reach. It's not long of yunho's soft pace before you moan at him to go faster. Through a gaspy groan he laughs, his large palm holding him up on the arm of the couch and the other spreading your thigh farther open for him to watch you suck him inside. His pace quickens, it's enough for you to feel satisfied, throwing your hips back to meet him. The slapping noises are lewd, consuming the entire living room with just you two. Yunho is just big in general, so the tiny couch(that needs to be replaced) hardly holds his size. He's using his foot to push himself harder into you, his knee bending the couch harshly. Soft grunts and heavy pants coming from his chest, it reverbs off your back, although he's leaning over you he's still close.

His other hand circling your clit and swirling the bundle. You cum with a guttural whimper, his name quiet on your tongue. “gonna fill you up real good baby,” he smirks through his words. “You're gonna keep it in, yeah?” You nod your head, whining from the sensitivity. Yunho cums with your name chanting off his lips, hips stuttering above you. If you do use him while he's sleeping he's more likely to move with you, meeting your hips as he ruts in his sleep. Eyebrows pulled taunt and mouth agape. He lets out the prettiest groans. He cums with one final loud moan, fisting the sheets, and completely and wholeheartedly falls back into sleep. It's like he didn't wake up at all, and he didn't! Make sure you clean him up tho. Carefully. I see him using you more than you using him, only on occasion though. When he's sleepy and just wants to feel you around his cock. So hard he can't take the strain anymore, he throws your thighs over his lap, already pantsless both of you. Your sleepy body leaning into his warmth.

He kisses your calve, propping both of your legs over his shoulder before he's sliding in. He's already prepped you with his fingers. He's a bit more quiet then, focus on just having his way with you(because you let him) but also to see you unravel with him with no filter or anything blocking you from letting it all show on your face? He really likes it, like. Really. Likes it. His sloppy hips are more likely to make you wake up, or the stretch in your legs as you're bent over him, sandwiched between him and the bed, his thumb drawing figure eights on your clit to reach you there faster. Your whine is scratchy, signaling you're close. He'll coax you with words even if you can't hear him “go on baby, cream around me” He groans right in your ear when you tip, hands reaching out to hold him close because you've suddenly woken up to your legs shaking and an orgasm wracking your body. Yunho often cums with you and this time is no different, he's stilling with his chest shaking from his breathing. Curling his hips forward so he's all the way in. Keeping you full with his essence.

Yeosang. It takes sooo many words of affirmation for him to even think about it. He's just a bit too scared of the idea of you not being in the mood or enjoying it. He puts your pleasure before his all the time and when you tell him to just use you to his heart's content he just really can't :((( baby just wants you to be in it as much as he is. He wants to know his pretty baby is feeling as good as he is, and eventually, he'll tell you that himself when you bring it up again. You're free to use him whenever !!! He'll always be prepared and ready for you. He gets turned on by you, even mentioning you want him in that way. (He loves being the one you want even if the situation isn't sexual), so when you tell him to imagine, you're always wanting him (and you do). His thoughts on it will shift.

Once again, he doesn't act it out much when it comes to free use. On the other hand, I could see him turning over in his sleep, waking up from a sweaty dream. He can't get the thoughts of dream-you out of his head, so he does what you've recommended you both do before, kissing your shoulder to see if you'll wake. You don't, and so he goes on, trailing them down your collar before he's at the hem of your shirt. He's slipping himself under it. Sucks on your boobs while he jerks himself off :( I don't really see yeosang using your cunt as you sleep; he prefers to see his pretty baby up close to see your eyes flutter. But maybe on a special occasion if he really really REALLY wants you, he'll push you to your side so your back is pressed against his chest, pulling your shorts and undies down enough to push his cockhead in. He sighs so prettily and makes sure you don't show any discomfort from the stretch, his pace is slow and sleepy, just trying to get there from a few thrusts in your warm and wet hole.

He'll use his fingers to rub soothing circles around your clit. Paying special attention to the way your body reacts cause you can't really use your words. When it comes to sex like this he's quiet. Not very vocal cause he's so focused on driving his hips in and out of you. His length soothing in its pace against your cervix. Your eyes flutter when you feel the heat of needing to cum, waking up in the movement of yeosangs thighs against your ass. “Yeo-” you cry quietly, cumming tightly, the fluttering around his length has him airily groaning, your hand reaching to hold his that's kept on your waist to hold you close. He hums, broken and short and breathy. Before he's speeding up his messy pace and cumming inside. He stills and doesn't bother moving for a good minute, even as you turn your head to pepper kisses on his temple, his face shoved into your neck. Genuinely could see him almost falling asleep like that, buried inside you and completely comfortable. But as soon as he feels you wiggling he'll get to cleaning up. Also the type to just let you use him whenever you want too, he'll gladly just sit back and let you.

He'll be on the couch with his phone in hand, probably in one of the many dressing rooms waiting for the rest of the guys to get back. You drop to your knees in front of him and he immediately fumbles, eyes dashing to the door. “I locked it, don't worry” you pull the zipper of his brand new pants down, the leather straining against his thighs. His cock throbbing in your tight grasp, pumping him to stand full. He'll throw his head back against the couch and bite his lip to hold his moans when your mouth wraps around him. Getting him there quicker than he can proudly say, he'll whimper and hold his own hips down. Noticing every sound and how loud it seems to him. He'll hold your head, gently, following you with it against the back of it. Your pace is rough and brutal, getting him off with sticky noises and humming against his tip. He might actually start whimpering through his bruised lips.

“Sl-slow down-nng” oh my god he feels a bit bad when his hips thrust up against your throat. Eyes scrunching with pleasure, his hips don't know whether or not to pull away or to keep drilling up into you. So he's squirming on the couch, little sounds escaping here and there when you swallow around him. He warns you when he's about to cum, his hips driving away from you and digging into the couch. His hand fisting against the back of your neck shakily. Your name is the last thing he says before he's seeing stars and shooting his load on your tongue, if you swallow it up greedily he will definitely start shaking from the stimulus. “Jagi- ah.” His hand curls, your lips popping off him. He completely deflates on the couch. You'll have to do the cleaning up, be gentle though he gets really sensitive.

Jongho. It really is about trust with him. It will take a lot and so long before you guys even get to that part. Trusting you completely will be the most fragile part of it, jongho doesn't necessarily wear his heart on his sleeve so when he gets into it with you, he really has to think about it on his own for a good couple of days. So when he comes around and brings it up again, you tell him he doesn't have to agree for your sake. But he genuinely is agreeing because he loves you, and he's beginning to love the idea of being used by you when you need him. He just always wants to provide in every way possible. He'll only want to use you on the most stressful of days, though.

His cock is there for you to use and abuse to your content. He won't verbally say it (ever) but you know he finds a certain love for you using him so much. He'll be resting with his head on the couch and his body completely relaxed, drifting away in his own head. He'll immediately wake up to you leaning on his lap. He's no fun for somno, he wakes too easily especially if he feels you on his lap or anywhere near his dick. He'll paw at your hips and sigh knowingly. Eyes still closed and just the hint of a grin on his lips. “Right now?” He'll tease, his sleepy voice just ugh, and the little chuckle he does. Slide down his shorts and help him shuffle them down a bit, he'll help with pumping himself a bit so you can shuffle your own clothing off. Just slow strokes to his growing cock, he shudders when you line him up and use his tip to drag through your folds. Might even get impatient with the way his hips buck. But when you sink down his eyes are slowly opening to watch your joint area. Swirling your waist back and forth on his lap.

He's not very helpful this way; you're the one who woke him from his nap and now you should be the one to get you both off. You're cumming before he is, hips stilling and falling on his chest. He clicks his tongue, a short amount of teasing coming from his chest. His hips stutter, pushing you back down with his strength. He cums shortly after. Just buzzing with domesticity, he'll just be happy to stay like that for a while, but the liquids dripping along his body just won't do for him. You're the one cleaning up cause you initiated it ! Sorry not sorry. If it's a long day and jongho is just coming home, his body is heavy and his head pulsing with a growing headache from the amount of things memorized. You'll be the first thing on his mind, being close to you always blows off steam but he will debate on whether or not he'll want to wake you up or just go on ahead.

So he takes the easier option. Cooing at you gently when you sigh softly, he's positioned right by your butt as you're turned on your side. You’ve definitely fallen asleep from waiting on him. You'll call his name softly, propping your head up to look at him. “Shh, just relax and let me do all of it for you, turn your pretty head off for me” he kisses your lips so sweetly, just a short peck and you're already turning your head back into the pillow he brought from the bedroom, body sighing and falling back. Preps you with his hands and fingers, gently swirling them inside you and working you open for him. Encourages your orgasm when he knows you like a certain thing he does, shushing your soft moans. He always preps you to take him. He likes it better that way. So he's already strained and hard to the touch in his palm when he slips himself out of his jeans. Hissing from the harsh fabric under his breath. He'll make sure to lube himself up with his own spit beforehand so you're not lubing his length up completely by yourself.

Works the head in and gently leans over you, breathing softly above you. He'll swirl his hips to get himself all the way in, stopping to pull out and ease more of his length inside. Eyeing your comfortable state the entire time. His pace will be erratic and slow, just finding what works best for the angle and what makes you squirm around him. Once he finally finds it, he'll encourage it on, pouding into your gummy spot until you're whimpering. Hips stuttering occasionally from the way you clench around him “There you go, sweet girl, just like that” he coos, watching your body shake from the orgams ripping out of you You sigh so prettily when he drills his cock back in, holding your thigh to keep you close even as you pull from the overstimulation. His breath stuttering our of his lungs when he paints your insides. Falling the rest of the way over you. He sighs heavily. Brain shortwiring. He'll definitely be doing that again.

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UHM UHM, I... I GOT CARRIED AWAY.

Thank you to my pookie for being so patient with me ;( ily bb, here's that request you've been waiting for. And my cutie patootie @uhhheather for helping me out w jongho n yeosang. U played an important role so thank uuuuu

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starillusion13 · 25 days

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Hi do you know any woosan fics?? 😘

WOOSAN x Reader FIC RECS

Kindly MDNI coz all are SMUT so kindly keep yourself away from here (but if anyone has any soft or fluffy aus on Woosan please recommend it to me, I haven’t read one and I want to read so bad…I will add them here on the list after reading it)

If you want to read mine:

Winning Dessert - @starillusion13

Our Girl - @starillusion13

And now the recs I would love to read again:

2k sleepover event - @cheollipop

Hard Hours - @cheollipop

There, there, Kitty - @cheollipop

One more rep - @cheollipop

Knockout - @igbylicious

DJANGO - @last-words-ofashootingstar

Hard Hours - @wooyoungmybelovedhusband

Party of Three - @cybrsan

Two is better than one - @kuromiiy

Behave - @bibittybopittybadbxtch

Love Language - @hwallazia

Fucking sense into you - @theysaidhush

Like a CHAMP - @shinestarhwaa

Whichever way(Series) - @igbylicious

11:30 pm - @mingis-lightbulb

What are friends for? - @anyamaris

Air freshener - @beenbaanbuun

Blue Bird - @seonghwaddict

Three Hearts as ONE - @cybrsan (its not a SMUT but an apocalypse au but so pathetic and nice😭)

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justaaveragereader · 6 months

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Slashtober🔪||OT8

Pairing: OT8 x Reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: MeanDom!Ateez, Sub!Reader, Name Calling, Gang Bang, Ass Fucking, Unprotected Sex (Please Dont😀), Spanking, Spit, Tit Smacking, Breast Play, Bukkake, Dacryphilia, Oral, Cum Eating, Rough Sex, Degradation, CNC, Choking, Marking, If I Missed Anything🫣👀Lemme Know..

A/N: I can’t believe I was able to get this done before 12am😵‍💫, I tried my best to get this done before midnight, bc I wanted to make sure I posted it on Halloween. I can’t believe it’s officially over now, thank you to everyone who supported me. Rather it was with a like, reblog, a comment, an ask, anything tbh. I received so much love this October and I’m grateful and appreciate to every single one of you😭💙. Also special thanks to @seonghwasbobaeyes for betaing the first half of this fic, you are muchly appreciated babes😚! This isn’t the end of the road for Slasher!Ateez👀, we will DEFINITELY be seeing them again! I’m already thinking about what I’m going to write for November tbh..😚. My asks will be opening due to October being over, so send in your requests!

Kinktober Masterlist

Ever since your last visit with the two masked men, you had been itching, yearning for more. They left you with an undying last in your mouth. You craved them, how sinners crave sin. They were addicting, they were like a forbidden fruit.

You hadn’t heard a peep or even seen a peep of them in weeks. You had been on the lookout constantly, trying to find any trace of them. It's like your neighbors knew you were on the fence. Making sure to greet you everyday, going out of their way to make sure you were happy. They so easily picked up your emotions. It's like you bonded with every single one of them. Wanting to get into better spirits you decided to throw a small Halloween party inviting the guys from the neighborhood as a way to say thanks for all they do, and thanks for being there for you.

You were at home prepping the food when suddenly the lights went out in your home. Letting out an annoyed huff you make your way to your circuit breaker box. Walking past your bedroom you notice a figure in your room, hiding behind the wall, you try to steady your breath clearly worked up and scared by what you saw, you quietly try to creep down the hall when your lights cut back on. Wanting to see if it was your eyes playing tricks on you, or if there was someone actually in your home you slowly make your way to the bedroom. As soon as you cut the corner to your room you see one of the masked men in your bedroom, sitting on your bed, man spreading widely. Energy as heavy as stone, he sat like he owned not only your hole, he sat like he owned you, and every move you made. Getting up slowly, he walks towards you, slow long strides.

Putting his hands up on the frame of the door. His muscular body takes up the whole door frame.

“And where are you running off to, pretty girl?”

Your eyes grow big, backing away slowly, your back bumps into a hard frame behind you. Looking up you see Mingi towering over you, staring down at your helpless frame.

“Don’t you look cute in your pajamas.” Mingi says with a large smirk on his face, running his fingers over the lace trim on the bottom of your sleep shorts. Jongho walks over to you, peeling his body off of the door frame. His large frame crushes you between him and Mingi. You can barely see his eyes through the mask, yet you can feel the intensity radiating from the person beneath it.

“Wh-what’s going on…” you whisper out through a shaky breath. Gripping your hips Mingi pulls your ass against him, grinding his hard on, onto you. Jongho moves closer, his chest completely crushing you. Gripping the front of your pajama shorts he plays with the lace on them, letting his hand slowly fall to the front of them, gradually untying the ribbon that keeps them up. Loosening the shorts, they fall dangerously low on your hips.

“What do you think is going on darling?” Seonghwa says, smooth voice floating out beneath his mask, making his way into your bedroom room. He seats himself on the bed. Man spreading his legs wide open, your eyes drift over the female plastic mask he’s wearing, down to the bricked cock beneath his skin tight pants. When Jongho squishes your body even further in between him and Mingi.

“I-I don’t kn-.” Your sentence gets cut off when the other two masked men enter, the largest one of the group takes up the whole door frame, while the shorter broader one stands in front of him. With his head cocked to the side. A shiver runs up your spine. Your brain can barely process what’s going on in front of you. All you want to do is flee but it feels like your feet are cemented to the ground.

“Look at her.” Yunho says, stepping forward into the room, clearing his large stature out of the door frame. San lets out a loud chuckle, making his way towards you.

“She looks like a deer caught in headlights.” San says through a laugh, walking on the other side of you while Yunho goes on the opposite. Caging your body in by all four men, while Seonghwa sits on the small bed watching you.

“I know you guys aren’t starting the game without us.” Wooyoung whines out, walking into the room, face paint smeared across his face yet with the lack of the red lights you can see clear as day that it’s Wooyoung. Trying to strain your neck between the men who are caging you in.

“Wooyoung, what’s going on?” You whisper shout, as if the men couldn’t hear you in the same confined room. Letting out a loud laugh, he walked over, looking at your poor helpless frame. Your body does a noticeable shiver.

“Do you want me to save you?” He says through a fake coo. Yeosang stands in the doorway, leaning his muscular form against it. Looking at you behind his mask he makes his way slowly over. Pushing through the cage the boys have you in.

“No…I think she wants all of us to help her out.” He says while he runs his gloved hand up your body. Starting from your chest, running it between your breasts, settling his covered hand around your throat. It's like deja vu, you start getting various flashbacks of each time one of these men have rearranged your guts, and practically broke your spine.

“Do you need saving darling?” Seonghwa says, standing up off the bed, making his way towards you with long slow strides, the men who caged your body slowly back away, making room for Seonghwa. His tall frame easily towers over yours. Soaking you in from head to toe.

“Of course not Seonghwa she doesn’t need saving, she needs to be fucked like the slut she is.” Hongjoong says, gripping your throat pulling your body against his invisible one. Manhandling you with ease, you swear you can see every person in the room, eyes darken instantaneously.

“Is that what it is dear? You need us to bend you over and rearrange your guts?” Seonghwa says, gripping your chin lightly while Hongjoongs hand continues to hold you tightly. Letting out a small whimper your eyes dart around to every man surrounding you in this room. Your lower belly grows hot with need. Hot with want, hot with flashbacks of every orgasm you’ve had with the individuals in this room. You open your mouth, just to close it once more, not exactly sure what words you are trying to speak. But you can tell by the way they are crowding you, and the way you are drinking them all in. You want nothing more than for them to break you.

Wrapping your hand around Yeosangs cock, you continue to pump his dick up and down. Fist tight to make sure he gets as much pleasure as possible. Gripping your chin in his hand, San turns your face towards him, cock deep down your throat, with his other hand on the back of your head, you gag with every powerful thrust he delivers to your throat. Eyes watering with unshed tears. San lets out a loud laugh, gripping the back of your head even tighter. Slamming his hips into your mouth..

“Look at this slut crying. Go on baby, cry on my cock.” San grits out, the pleasure that your warm mouth is giving him is becoming too much. Hongjoong lines himself up with your entrance, not even giving you time to prep, he slams his cock deep into your cunt. Body driving forward your nose bumps against Sans pelvic area. Letting out a loud sadistic laugh, he starts out at a rough pace, jack hammering your body forward. Causing a quick rhythm between him and San. Your hand starts to fall slack around Yeosangs cock. Gripping your head, Yeosang turns your face towards him.

“Do it right slut.” He grits out, squeezing your cheeks so tightly that he can feel Sans cock slide in and out of your mouth.

“Stretch her out.” Seonghwa says, the heaviest presence in the room. He stands up, hard cock in his hand, he slides under you. Your breast jiggling in his face, gripping your left breast, he runs his long cool tongue over your nipple. You squeeze your eyes shut, too immersed in the pleasure.

Mingi makes his way behind Hongjoong who is hammering away at you, collecting the drool that is hitting the floor from the way San is making you choke and gag on his cock. He wets his fingers, sliding them down to your puckered hole, you let out a moan so loud that all the boys can hear you. Sliding one finger in, your eyes grow huge, tears starting to run down your face by all the pleasure you are feeling.

Gripping your face harshly San gathers all the spit in his mouth, letting it slowly drop down to his cock, hitting your lips, it aids in the drool on the floor. Your eyes roll into the back of your head at the taste of him. You can taste him in more ways than one, and it has your head clouded with nothing but hot lust.

“Such a whore who loves to be degraded.” San grits out, watching you suck him down your throat.

“Look at her crying again.” Yeosang says while your grip tightens and untightens on his cock. Mocking you through a fake coo. Letting his hand travel down, he grips the breast Seonghwa isn’t paying attention to, squeezing your nipple, just as he’s squeezing Mingi slips his second finger in your ass trying to stretch you out as much as possible. Tears are running down your face rapidly, your pussy clenches on Hongjoong, letting out a loud groan. He slams his hips up into you once more before pulling out, chest heaving up and down. Holding his orgasm back, wanting to save it to paint your body.

Wooyoung lets out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the view of you getting rag dolled all over the place, sliding into the place of Hongjoong, he taps his cock against your wet cunt, sliding his cock in between your wet pussy lips, making sure with every thrust up he nudges your clit. Pulling back San bites his lip, gripping your head even tighter trying to fight the urge to cum all over your face, he slides back letting Yunho in. Letting out a choked cough, you intake as much air as possible. Trying to catch your breath before Yunhos large frame towers over your small body.

“Look at this slut..” he says while hooking your bottom jaw with his thumb. Jongho stands behind Yunho, getting an eye full of you, tilting his head to the side almost like he’s studying you.

“Wanting to take us all..” Jongho says, continuing Yunhos sentence.

“She wants us in every way…” Mingi finishes after Jongho speaks.

Moving on the side of your body, Mingi pulls his fingers out, feeling like you’ve been stretched enough, he lets Seonghwa know that you are prepped and ready for whatever he is ready to give you. Sliding out from under you, Wooyoung and Seonghwa trade spots. With his wet fingers Mingi slowly strokes his cock while Seonghwa slides in between your wet cunt. Making sure that he soaks his cock with your juices that are practically pouring down, he lines himself up with your puckered hole. Sliding in slowly, inch my inch. Your eyes scrunch shut, the feeling of him sliding in your ass is unlike any other feeling you’ve ever felt. You grip Yunhos thighs for stability, just as you are about to let out the loudest moan, Yunho slides his cock into your mouth, instantly stuffing it. Wooyoung lines himself up with your sopping cunt that is dripping down onto his cock, your arousal just leaking all over him. Yeosang and Jongho stand on opposite sides of you, large bodies towering over your frame. Bunching your eyes shut, Wooyoung slides easily into your pussy. Shooting your eyes open you let out a loud, muffled moan. Placing your hands out, trying your best to find your balance while Seonghwa is fucking your ass, Wooyoung is deep in your cunt, while Yunhos large cock is deep down your throat.

Gripping Yeosangs and Jonghos cock in your hand, you slowly start to pump them, making sure to pay extra attention to the head of their cocks. With each stroke the members are giving you, you are seeing heaven behind your eyes, Seonghwa continuously slaps your ass cheeks while he strokes deep in your puckered hole, watching your ass cheek welt with each deep stroke he delivers to you. Wooyoungs balls are dripping with your arousal, inner thighs shining with your juices. While Yunho grips the sides of your face, making sure you take his cock as far as your small throat will let him.

San, Mingi, and Hongjoongs degradation fill your ears. Making you on the brink of the most powerful orgasm.

“Look at this hungry cock slut.” Hongjoong says, slowly stroking his cock, watching everyone have their turn with you.

“Look at her crying over how good all of our cocks are…” Mingi grits out, grabbing his balls while he beats his cock. Making sure to collect the drool that leaves your mouth on his hands so he can stroke himself with ease.

“Nothing but a cock sleeve for all of us.” San says with his head tilted back, stroking himself, matching the rhythm at which they all are fucking you.

Mingi makes his way over to Seonghwa, watching the way his cock slides in and out of your ass. Gripping one cheek so it’s easier for Seonghwa to get a feel of your warm wet hole. He gathers the spit in his mouth letting it drop onto your puckered hole. The cool sensation differs from the warmth of Seonghwas length sliding in and out of you. Hongjoong lets out a small chuckle at the way you whine every time someone spits on you, he makes his way towards Yunho, holding the sides of your throat, giving it a slight squeeze your breathing stutters, with his hands tightening around you throat he can feel Yunho slide in and out, the feeling is delicious, the lack of oxygen heats your body up.

Wooyoung reaches up, squeezing one of your tits in his hand while he strokes his cock in and out of your warm walls. Giving your nipple a pinch, you let out a muffled whine. Reeling his hand back he slaps your tit, the sudden feeling of the impact causes your jaw to drop, eyes fluttering in immense pleasure. He lets out a high pitched laugh, slapping your other tit, you feel the skin of your breast heat up with each heavy slap. The warmth that spreads through your body, has your toes clenching, you feel your orgasm charging its way through your body. Before you can get yours, Seonghwa is going to make sure all of them get theirs.

“You know what she’s only good for..” Seonghwa spits out through clenched teeth, pulling back swiftly, Wooyoung, and Yunho pull back as well. Urging you to sit on your knees with your mouth open. The members gather around you, stroking their cocks rapidly. With a loud groan, all of them cum almost in sync. Opening your mouth last minute you have drool running down your chest, with your tongue sticking out, trying to catch as much of their cum on your tongue as you can.

“This whore is only good for catching cum.” Seonghwa pants out. As they watch their cum drip down your body, it pools right between your legs, creating a small puddle. Letting out a low growl, Seonghwa moves forward first. Gripping the back of your throat he shoves you face down into the floor.

Running his hands down your back, he hikes your hips up into the air, your sticky chest comes in contact with the floor, creating a tacky feeling on your skin.

Cock already brick hard again, he taps it against your puckered hole, slipping in with ease once again. You let out a loud cry, throat sore from all the throat fucking you still let out loud moans with each buck of Seonghwas hips. Making his way over swiftly Mingi grabs your shoulders, lifting you up so your back is flush against Seonghwas chest, he lays down cock standing straight up, maneuvering you Mingi brings you down on his cock with the aid of Seonghwa. Letting out a loud cry once more your body falls forward, becoming chest to chest with Mingi. Gripping your neck Seonghwa pulls you back up, fingers tightly wrapping around your throat, destined to leave marks.

Wooyoung and Yeosang stand on opposite sides of your body, gripping your breast, before giving your chest a firm slap. Your body jolts forward, yet with Seonghwas tight grip on your throat you go nowhere. All the other members make their way towards you with their heavy, cum dripping cocks in their hands.

“You are going to be a good girl, and take all of our cum.” Seonghwa grunts into your ear before hiking his hips forward, biting your lip, you nod your head. Chest heaving with want. Mingi lets out a deep groan..

“Fuckkkkk…she’s dripping down my cock. Are you going to make a mess on our cocks, princess?” Adjusting his hips slightly, Mingi hikes his hips up into yours. Gripping your ass cheeks so you are spread even further for Seonghwa. The members step closer to you both.

“You are going to swallow all of their cum, then you are going to take our cum in this tight ass, and wet cunt of yours.” Seonghwa says knowingly, letting out a loud whimper by the authority in Seonghwas voice you nod as much as you can with his fingers still tightly wrapped around your throat.

Giving your ass a hard slap, Mingi jiggles the cheeks of your ass.

“Alright princess, who do you want to swallow first?”

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holybibly · 1 month

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This is a sweet thing for my little March Bunny @wisejudgedragonhairdo

Happy Birthday, darling 💗💗💗 Stay obedient, Bunny, and your mistress will surely spoil you even more.

Hotter, more dangerous and crazier than ever, our gorgeous toxic boyfriends are back!

Sometimes you were afraid of Wooyoung. Not in the way that he frightened you or threatened you; no, Wooyoung loved you like crazy, and it was this craziness that frightened you.

There were days when he would be furious, mocking you in all sorts of ways, only to press you against the bed with his strong and hot body and talk about how much he loved you—so much that he was ready to kill you. Yes. Wooyoung was ready to kill you if it meant that you would be his and his alone.

That's what happened now; he literally dragged you home, hissing like an angry cat, all because you didn't answer when he called you.

His hands were rough as he pushed you onto the bed and immediately got on top of you, wrapped his hand around your throat, and pulled you into an aggressive, carnal kiss. Wooyoung had always loved to kiss passionately and deeply, so deeply that you got the impression that he was trying to drink your very soul through your mouth. His grip on your throat tightened, indicating that if you did not obey, he would simply strangle you until you became the soft and gentle girl that you were meant to be.

"Do you really find obedience so difficult? If you want to act like a bitch, I'll treat you like one, princess." Wooyoung hissed and squeezed your throat a little, causing you to let out a moan of pain.

And he meant every word of it as he fucked you like an animal—growling, biting, and clawing at you. His teeth left swollen, angry marks on your soft skin; his fingers dug into your thighs until they bruised; and his hips slammed into your ass with such force that the skin was red and painful.

At one point, as he continued to thrust hard and deep into your sensitive pussy, he pressed his chest against your back.

"I love you so much." Wooyoung's plump, sensual lips left feverish, searing kisses on your neck, and that's when you felt it—he was in tears. "I love you so much. Please, please don't ever leave me. Never." With each word, the speed of his movements seemed to increase. The veins in his forearms bulged and pulsed as one of his arms wrapped around your throat again.

"If you ever leave me, I am going to kill you. You will never belong to anyone else but me. Do you understand what I say?" The threat in his voice was so clear that you cowered in fear, even though his voice was hoarse from crying.

"I belong to you and you alone, Woo, forever."

You could only agree with everything he said because you understood Wooyoung as clearly as you could. Dare to leave him, and you will die.

Getting to know Mingi was like sitting on top of a powder keg. One moment he would be tender with you, a whimpering mess crawling up your legs and drooling on your fingers. The next day, he would literally be raping you, fucking you with such fury and cruelty that you would barely be conscious.

You never thought you'd go out with someone like him—happy, gorgeous, arrogant, rich, and a real bastard at that—but something about him caught your eye, and Mingi, Mingi fell in love with you at first sight.

You were shining, shining like a fucking star in the velvety black sky, and he wanted that light for himself. What you didn't understand at first, and then it was too late, was that Mingi was also incredibly greedy.

He wanted everything from you: attention, obedience, adoration, worship, and love. He wanted your whole damn life.

You didn't plan the evening to end like this; it was just another trendy club you and Mingi went to, and after a few drinks, you went dancing with the other girls while Mingi stayed at the table smoking a joint with other guys. Nothing strange—another evening like the hundreds of others you spent together.

But apparently, Mingi didn't think so. When one of your friends moved too close to you, hugging your waist, he seemed to be wedged. Before you knew it, you'd been torn from another's embrace, your arm already bruised from the tight grip. "We're leaving." Mingi growled in your ear as he dragged you through the crowd of drunken, excited people. He was filled with anger and jealousy, and he wanted to show you clearly who you belonged to and what was best for you.

And that's how you ended up on your dining room table with Mingi's mouth on your pussy. You had come three times already, but he wasn't going to stop, no matter how sensitive you were.

"Do you think this girl would be better at going down on you? Do you think her tongue would be better than mine? Will you answer me, whore?" His teeth clenched painfully against your thigh and you squealed at the intense sensation. But then you had an understanding of what it was that had him do it, and it was a new one. Mingi was jealous; he had always been jealous, but he had never been jealous of a girl.

His lips wrapped around your sensitive, swollen clit, sucking it aggressively into his mouth, and at the same time, two of his long fingers entered you.

"Mingi, I can't stand it any longer; it's too much." Your hands tried to move his head away from you, but that only made him more angry, and a second later, his palm was slapping you hard across your cheek. The sting was so sharp that your whole body shrank away from the pain, which was strangely mixed with pleasure as he ran his tongue between the folds of your pussy.

"Eyes on me." Mingi ordered in a voice that was dangerously deep. You obeyed immediately, meeting his predatory, narrowed eyes. His make-up was a little smudged, and his eyes were a little out of focus from the joint he'd smoked earlier, but that only made him look even more dangerous.

"Listen, little bitch, that cunt is mine, and I am going to eat it up as much as I want to. Do you understand me or not?" Mingi growled and slapped your pussy once more. You were already collapsing in his arms, and you didn't know how much longer you could stand it, but you knew better than to have an argument with Mingi.

"Yes, Mingi, I understand you."

"That's my doll; now lie down on the table and don't try to distract me." And his mouth was on you again, caressing you with new passion, sweet and painful at the same time.

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1ovewoo · 5 months

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“youngie, s’too much,” you whine, thighs tightening around your boyfriend’s waist as he bottoms out inside of you.

“i know, baby, your tight little pussy isn’t used to a cock as big as daddy’s, hmm?” wooyoung brushes your hair back and nuzzles the side of your face, pulling out a couple inches and fucking back into you, making your back arch.

your mind feels hazy, the feeling of wooyoung stretching your cunt causing a sheen of sweat to break out across your skin and your breathing to pick up, the discomfort you initially felt beginning to fade away into bliss.

gradually, wooyoung’s thrusts pick up speed until he’s pounding into you, forcing moans and cries from your lips as you toss your head back into your pillow, back arching up into wooyoung’s toned chest.

“that’s it, angel,” wooyoung coos, slipping one arm around your waist and trailing kisses across your breasts, “knew you could take me, doing so good, baby.”

he trails his lips down to suck at your nipple, swirling his tongue around it and gently biting it, making you cry out at all of the pleasurable sensations he’s giving you.

“please, daddy,” you cry out, rocking your hips to meet his thrusts.

“please, what, baby?” wooyoung simpers, tilting his head to brush his lips against yours teasingly.

“harder, faster, fuck-” your words are cut off with a moan as wooyoung practically folds you in half, fucking into you just how you asked.

the sounds of your hips meeting and your screams of wooyoung’s name ring throughout your small studio apartment; surely you’ll be receiving a noise complaint from your neighbors, but that’s only a fleeting thought in your mind as your boyfriend continues fucking you until the only thing you can think of is him. ♡

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byuntrash101 · 4 months

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realistic sex with wooyoung

wooyoung x f!reader fluff | smut | mdni a/n: woo is the next entry to this series where i try to imagine how each member would actually fuck, as ✨realistically✨ as possible. disclaimer: i say realistic but lets be honest this is pure delulu behaviour and total fiction. everything is solely based on the vibes the boys give off.

right off the bat: wooyoung is a huge flirt. you (and the whole entire universe) have always known that. i feel like to be compatible with woo you have to be aware of that. you might have to be a bit of a flirt yourself.

i feel you guys were constantly bickering and then flirting and then bickering again because that's just how the dynamic felt right for you. whether it’s bickering or flirting it’s always playful and for the latter each time one of you would take it a notch further just to see the other cave in and giggle and back away then it’s back to bickering playfully.

at some point he didn’t back away and giggle and you didn’t either and it happened. you kissed and that felt electrifying. all those pent up feelings you both started to develop for each other but both masked with humor and witty jokes and love/hate disses got out at once.

all these feelings got pour into that one fateful kiss that sealed something into you.

i feel that's how your story started. it just all flowed very naturally. both guided by just your gut feeling about each other.

once you got together together the bickering didn’t stop at all. because it’s just what you do, what you always did. except now he’s not just “stupid” he’s your “stupid bf”.

actually maybe the bickering got even worse because you both just unlocked a whole new layer of the relationship that allows you to be more secure and therefore even more annoying (lovingly).

you’re that kind of couple that if people aren't close to you and don’t know how you function you don’t seem right for each other when in fact it couldn’t be further from the truth. because your chemistry and passive understanding of each other is unmatched. because you are both adaptive (more on that laterrrrr wink wonk blink blonk) you can read the room you know when it’s time to annoy him and when it’s time to cuddle

speaking of that cuddling/kissing/lovey dovey shit. that tile can be ANYTIME wooyoung just gets into the touchy mood UNANNOUNCED. it doesn't matter if there’s 8 billion people watching or you’re all alone. he absolutely will launch himself into your arms and demand to be babied or wrap his arms around you and squeeze the life out of you until he’s satisfied with the amount of touchy feely time he’s got with you.

he will also sneak in neck kisses and he doesn’t care if you’re ticklish or if you are just in the dorm couch and jongho and joong are there judging because they both don’t get pda. but that's because they get the urge that wooyoung feels when he craves to be near you to feel your skin and your warmth to feel your heart beating next to his. they don’t get it but he doesn’t care because you understand, you get him.

our pda king (bend the knee)

you’re just perfect for each other

remember that bit about woo being adaptive? i think the perfect person for wooyoung has to share that trait with him and that has to apply in the bedroom because i am convinced this man is a rare specimen of a perfect 50/50 switch.

okay like you know everyone is always like “woo #1 babygirl” and i can't agree more he is the ultimate but hear me out

sure woo is a brat everyone can agree with that but have you seen how the members respect him? he makes it very clear to them that sometimes it’s okay to pull his leg and sometimes it’s not. sometimes i feel they're low-key scared of him. have you seen the look he gives when he's mad? that screams dom to me (argue with the wall)

one time he’d be all whiny and literally beg on his knees for you to have your way with him. flashing you the pleading puppy eyes being all like “please y/n. pleasepleaseplease touch me. i-i can’t take it anymore” while he produces the most delectable fingerlicking good pathetic little moans and ruts his hips against your thigh in the dead of the night because little baby got a excited by an extra realistic dream. of course you cave in immediately but he doesn’t need to know that so you tease just a little (or a lot) before giving him what he wants. “aww baby? what do you want?” you say running your nails up his bare thighs, making him shiver. before you finally grab a hold of his hard and dripping cock. and then it’s all broken thank you’s and high pitched moans until he shakes and cums all over your hand.

other times he’s the one in control. and he does it oh so well. getting you really needy without even touching you. cause i think wooyoung as a way with words when it comes to foreplay. if you’re both having a lazy morning in bed it would only take minutes for him to lean over you and whisper all kinds of dirty things in your ear until you feel yourself getting sticky between the thighs and you can't help squirming to find some friction.

i think he absolutely loves seeing you like this he loves the power he has over you when you allow him

when you’re too far gone and your eyes are half lidded and your mind has slipped into another layer of your consciousness he would ask you “baby~ why are you squirming like this?” and he would be so happy to only hear desperate whimpers as replies. “you want me to touch you?” queue the evil smirk™. you know the one! that one smirk only the jung wooyoung can pull. just picture him! over you, soft lips stretched into a sly little smirk, displaying his shiny teeth, the mischievous and satisfied glint in his fox-like eyes????? ughhhhh. typical wooyoung!! so on brand!!!!!

one other thing that’s typical wooyoung behaviour is being loud af and that doesn't stop when he steps in the bedroom. woo is vocal with anything dirty talk and moans. he will fucking surround dolby 7.1 sound those moans and grunts and pants right in your ear and tell you everytime he’s about to stuff you full of cum for your enjoyment.

but one thing is certain whether he’s subbing or domming that boy likes it ROUGH. he likes to be put back in his place as much as he likes to put you back in yours (we love a couple of switches that found each other <3).

woo is probably one of the freakiest of the group. along with hwa and joong. but when hwa’s freakiness is mainly brought out by your own. he will be more or less freaky depending on you because he’s a pleaser he wants you to feel good. joong and woo, on the other hand are consistently freaky.

i think woo is low-key a sadist. he loves pain play. i feel he enjoys impact play especially if their’s visible marks that are left there to testify of what he did to you/you did to him. he loves to know you belong to each other and he would look with adoration at his bruised knees (stayed there for hours to worship you) the next day.

but that’s not it! i think woo’s kink of predilection is ✨degradation✨ (no one is surprised he literally admitted it himself) that's the big one for him and i feel for you too (yeah ik you). well it’s got to be. because if you guys became a thing because you were non stop roasting each other that shit would only hide something latent underneath all this bickering. and that ladies and gents is a degradation kink (i dont make the rules).

that being said i think at the beginning of the relationship wooyoung was a little unsure about it. he knew he liked it but he didn’t initiate it and he could have creamed his pants the first time you slipped a little derogatory comment to test the waters yourself. i imagine it at a house party (maybe a mutual’s friends apartment) a little after you both made it official. there’s music you’re both dancing and you slip your hand in his hair and you give it a sharp pull it with that he let out a moan right into your ear that was fortunately covered by the music but you heard him clear as day and right after you felt the consequences of your actions pressed hard against your stomach. you instinctively push your body even closer to wooyoung and you smirk up at him when his cheeks flush pink. “you got hard in the middle of this crowd just because i pulled on your hair a little?” you leaned in to whisper in his ear “that’s disgusting”. the magic words! you felt him twitch against your stomach and his hot breath quickened as it fanned your ear. “fuck” he cursed under his breath trying so hard not to give in to his primal instincts and just dry hump you right then and there. “please say that again” you heard him beg in your ear before exhaling a big shaky sigh of need. “you’re a disgusting little pervert” and 0.000002 secs later he was hushering you in the guest bathroom and to fuck your brains inside you out.

after that you unlocked a new stage in your relationship. you could get a little mean (aka very mean he likes it when you’re very mean) and he could be himself fully. making you beg on your knees for his cock. calling you his little slut, his cum hungry whore, his perfect little cocksleeve. and it was all said lovingly and it felt right for the both of you

happy freaky little couple ugh so cute im gonna barf

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a/n: finally back with this series! please give me lots of love because im finally getting out of a terrible writer's block :(

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 5 months

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Thinking bout free use w/ Wooyoung

WARNINGS : dom!woo, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, pussy slapping, degradation, somnophilia, spanking (yk I'm never gonna miss this), dacryphilia, mean woo, husband! Woo in one scenario, oral, fingering, riding.

WORD COUNT : 1k-ish

Just the thought of free use with woo makes my mind go brr like-

♡FEEDBACKS AND REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED♡

[NSFW UNDER CUT]

Free use with Wooyoung where his hands slide down your sleepy body, his bottom lip tugged between his teeth at the sight of your body dressed in nothing but his white t-shirt. He glides up your shirt, revealing the sight of your bare ass to him as you had slept on your stomach. He isn't very shocked by the absence of your panties but his dick surely gets harder at the sight.

His thumb slips in between your inner thigh, directly pressing down on your hole. The action makes you moan in your sleep and you try to wriggle your hips out of his grip, but you were too sleepy to actually get away from him. And Wooyoung took all the advantage of that fact.

His thumb which pressed down at your hole now rubbed harsh circles over it. Wooyoung was quite surprised at how you weren't awake by now, while wetness seeped out of you quickly.

Without another thought, he flips you into your back, rapidly pulling you out of your dream. You can barely get your mind out of the haziness when his fingers rub your clit like his life depended on it. Your legs immediately try to close around his hand only for him to slap your clit. You cry out in pain and pleasure, your hands already looking to hold onto his arm. Wetness seeps out of you at his harsh touch, "Woo- aah" You try to get words out of you but all you could do was let out pathetic moans. Wooyoung's middle finger slips in and out of you out of the blue, thrusting at a fast pace.

Your back arches off the bed, your legs closing around his hand due to the pleasure. "Daddy- hnngh- gonna cum" Just as you utter out those words, he retracts his hand from in between your thighs. You unconsciously let out a pathetic cry at that, "no no no, daddy please-"

Your words get caught in your throat and choked sob escapes you when his hand lands a sharp slap onto your clit. "Barely awake and look at you begging to cum like a slut, fucking pathetic"

Free use with Wooyoung where he comes home after a long day of practice and finds you in the kitchen, with bright images of making out scenes playing on your phone screen. Someone would confuse it with porn, especially with the way you had completely paused your cooking and stood there, rubbing your thighs together slightly, mouth agape at the way the actors moved their bodies over each other.

Wooyoung tchs behind you, walking closer to stop right behind your back. His semi-hard dick poking at your cheeks, while his arms find home around your waist, trapping you against his chest.

And before you know it his hands push you down onto the kitchen counter, holding your neck in a tight grip in one hand while his other caresses your hip.

"Is this what my baby has been doing all the time when I thought she just wants to be a good wife and cook me a lovely meal?"

He whispers into your ear, his low whispers sending your brain into a frenzy. "No! I was just-" Before you could get any excuse, his hands slide your shorts down before sneaking between your thighs. "Shhh baby, lemme make you feel good yea? How about you just looking pretty and moaning for me instead of your useless excuses?"

And soon he finds himself down on his knees, his nose pressing down against your hole while his tongue lapped on your clit furiously. His hands spread your cheeks, giving himself more access to abuse your cunt with tongue. You desperately try to hold on to the other end of the kitchen counter, while your knees bucked up threatening to give out.

Noticing that Wooyoung grips your thighs and places them on his shoulder in a weird posture, almost suffocating himself between your thighs. Just the way he liked it.

Free use with Wooyoung where he has you curled up on his lap while he plays games, and out of nowhere he's moving away from the desk, waking you up from your slumber. His hands meet your hips to make you grind down on him harshly. He moves the oversized shirt you were wearing out of his sight to reveal your panties. "W-what are you doing?"

He nuzzles his nose into your neck once he finally settles his fingers inside you after moving your panties out of the way. "Mhm just wanted to feel you clench around my fingers my pretty baby, how about you go back to sleep while I make you cum?"

Well obviously he wasn't serious, how could you ever get a wink of sleep with his thick fingers plunged deep inside you while you clenched unintentionally around his fingers. "Gosh I just want to be inside you right now"

And before you know it, his hands are gripping your hips ever so harshly almost leaving behind fingerprints. All while he bounces you down onto his cock, "Aww I'm so sorry for waking my baby up." And you could clearly see there wasn't a single ounce of guilt in the man, while buckled up into you at an animalistic pace.

Free use with Wooyoung where he slowly parts your legs while you try to stay focused on the movie you had been watching with him. But soon whimpers filled the room as his fingers teased your bare clit, your shorts and panties discarded onto the floor. "Mhm How's the movie baby? You like it?" You could barely manage to think straight from your giddy brain while his fingers pistoned in and out of you.

But a harsh slap to your ass has you scrambling to get your mind straight to answer him. "Y-Yes daddy!"

Your voice comes out almost high pitched and Wooyoung can't help but smirk at how sensitive you were for him always, no matter at what time of the day he touches your body like he owned it. Well he did.

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xuchiya · 2 months

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drabble 💬

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wooyoung drilling his cock deep inside your cunt at an afternoon break after 3 hours of online meeting with your clients and when it was done—wooyoung, who have been "patiently" waiting at your bed, just beside your computer set up; stood up, took your arm and threw you on the bed.

it left you gasping in amusement, "woo babe?" and not really expecting the view of wooyoung unbuttoning his shirt one by one, climbing on the bed whilst maintaining eye contact, eyes hooded with lust and dominance and his uncomfortable shorts clinging tightly on his hips, outlining his hard boner.

"they talk a lot and my patience run low so now it's my turn..." he grabs your ankle and pulls you close to his boner. you bit your lip, suppressing a moan as you gaze up at him, wooyoung ripped—literally ripped, your panties as it was the only thing you've been wearing along with just your office blouse. you whimper when the coldness of the aircon nipped at your messy aroused pussy, "wooyoung~"

wooyoung chuckles darkly, patting your inner thigh then giving it solid squueze that sent rousing stimulation down your pulsing puffy pussy, "be patient baby ..."

it was hot, the weather and you.

wooyoung run his slim fingers on your soaking cunt, his middle and ring parted your pussy in 'V' shape; breath hitched on his throat at your pretty pink pussy display in front of him. He wasted no time drilling on your dripping pussy, making your throw you head back in ecstasy, mouth open soundless.

"i have fucked you a lot of times yet it still so tight, do i need to keep fucking you?" you were gripping the sheets behind and beside you, having one of your legs thrown on his shoulder and the other pinned on the bed. He was on his knees, shoving his dick down on to your pussy. Wooyoung watch as your body rock with his, turning him on even more.

the bed hits the wall each time he thrust back inside your velvet walls. Wooyoung's pace picked up nearing his high; you were reaching your high quickly adding to the fact his thumb circles on your clit, "oh wooyoung fuck fuck ."

"a-are you on the pill?" His voice breathy and pitch whimpers left him as you kept clenching around his dick. you shake your head, "I.. I haven't..–THERE OH FUCK RIGHT THERE WOOYOUNG !" Your mouth opened as he went deeper and pinching your nipples at the same time. His tip nudging that spongy spot inside you that had your eyes rolling at the back of your head.

wooyoung reaches over at the night stand, pulling something out of the drawer. you watch him as he opens a blister packet and ate it; that's what you thought but he lowers himself, grasping your jaw and lock his lips with yours.

you felt his tongue entering your mouth aimlessly and pushing a pill on your tongue, wooyoung pulled away with a smirk on his lips, a string of saliva connecting, "swallow..."

you did as you told looking at him with doe eyes and opening your mouth and bringing your tongue out to prove to him you have swallowed it. His smirk went bigger, grabbing your other leg and place it on his shoulder before leaning down to fold you exactly in half, "now that's my good girl and let me cum inside."

note: valentine filt fest will be on hold since my preliminary exams are nearing and have to compile my projects first. Thank you for understanding 🙇‍♀️💕

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atzhrts · 1 year

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thinking about wooyoung

mature, mdni!

includes: reader uses she/her pronouns, mommy kink, sub wooyoung, calling wooyo an “annoying brat” & a “good boy”, slight hair pulling

thinking about wooyoung sitting next to you as you type away on your laptop, muttering something about being bored. running his fingers over your thighs ever so slightly before poking your sides, tickling you. it’s clear as day that he wants your attention, not caring about the small sigh you let out at his actions.

about his fingers ghosting over your nipples, making them harden under his touch, giggling loudly as he hurries his face in you neck.

thinking about the way his lips feel pressed and against the sensitive skin against your neck as he leaves his marks, about the way his eyes glisten, looking up at you. about the little huh he lets out as you pull his hair ever so slightly.

thinking about grabbing his chin & tilting his head upwards, squishing his cheeks in the process. telling him to stop being an annoying brat and stop disturbing mommy while she’s working.

about pressing a small kiss against his puckered lips before brushing a strand of hair from his forehead.

“be a good boy and i will reward you okay angel?”

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 15 - Public Sex

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Public sex, fingering (F receiving), very slight degrading.

Word Count: 2965

Summary: You agree to help tutor the popular jock in your math class but it doesn’t seem like math is the subject he wants to focus on.

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“Pst.” The sudden sound so close to your ear made you jump out of your skin, turning to the source of the sound you see a rather surprised Wooyoung sat next to you, who else did you expect it to be he was your desk mate. “Wow, sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He whispered while shooting you his signature grin. “I just wanted to ask you something.” You nod at him as you focused on getting your heart rate down to a normal level while waiting for him to ask his question. “I was wondering if you could maybe...tutor me for this class, I understand if you can’t you’ve probably got enough on your plate as it is but I’m really struggling with this and you’ve got some of the best grades in our year so...” You put a hand lightly on his upper arm to stop his rambling, despite not knowing him very well and only talking to him briefly in math class you couldn’t help but think how cute he was when he rambled. “It’s okay, I’ll be happy to tutor you.” You smile which made him sink lower into his chair in relief. “Thank you so much.” He sighs. “When are you free for tutoring, I’m pretty much free any time?”

“Same here, we could start today if that’s not too short notice for you.” You nod your head in response. You felt a little foolish for the thoughts flooding your brain, you’d always found Wooyoung attractive and you’d always wanted to get closer to him but it never happened, you always had your nose in a book or studying whenever you could while he was off hanging out with the rest of his jock friends. You always told yourself you were stupid to think he’d give you the light of day outside of class, he had so many friends as it was and so many girls at his feet willing to bend over backwards for him so why did he need to add one more to the mix, but you couldn’t help how you felt, there was a charm about him and you fully understood why all the other girls acted the way they did around him.

The bell rang signalling the end of class and you started to pack your things away before Wooyoung turned to you again. “Is lunch okay with you for tutoring? The library is usually free then.” Wooyoung’s eyes looked a little worried as he asked, it was like he felt bad for asking you to help him but you were honestly more than happy to help. “Sure that’s good with me I usually spend my lunch there anyway so it’s no difference to me.” The worry melted off his face and turned into his usual smile, that same smile that brought girls to their knees including you. “Thank you again, really.” Gently patting the side of your arm as he spoke before slinging his bag over his shoulder and walking out. “Y/n, get a grip.” You hiss to yourself as you finish packing your things away. “You’re only tutoring him that’s it and that’s all it’ll ever be. He’s a jock and you’re just some nerd with a book addiction, you’ll tutor him and when it’s done it’ll all go back to how it was.” You let out a sigh once you finish lecturing yourself, saying it all out loud should you how absurd you were really being but it helped to ground you, it strengthened you to not expect what wasn’t going to happen and ultimately get your feeling hurt or heart broken.

“There you are.” You hear Wooyoung say as he turned the corner of the bookcase next to you making you look up from the textbook you were flicking through. “I’ve been looking all over the place for you, why are you hiding in the back?”

“I usually sit here and I thought it would be a good spot for tutoring, away from other people.” Wooyoung raises an eyebrow at your reason obviously taking it a different way than what you originally intended. “No offence Wooyoung, you have the attention span of a flea.” You laugh watching his face turn from cocky to lightly offended. “I do not, I’ll have you know my attention span is...Oh!” And just like that his trail of thought left him as his eye caught the poster advertising the upcoming game he was taking part in. “My point is proven.” You laugh trying to usher him back to the table, he had no choice but to shrug his shoulder in agreement, him and his attention span had been caught red handed. “I was thinking we could start with algebra if that’s okay, seeing as it’s what were working on right now.” He nodded a yes to you as he pulled his notebook from his bag and sat beside you.

You should be used to sitting next to Wooyoung, you’d been desk mates for over a year so this should be nothing new to you, but this time it’s outside of math, in your own time, time he’d decided to spend with you as you help him with math instead of hanging out with his friends. You felt your face heat up with the way he leaned in closer to look at the textbook. You scribble down explanations for Wooyoung, trying your best to shrug off your flustered state, you were just hoping he didn’t notice.

“See so you take that away from that and that gives you the answer to x.” You explain, pencil dancing across the page as you point out the steps. You’re surprised to see Wooyoung nodding along to what you were saying, his eyes fixed on the paper which you were hoping meant he was taking it in. “Do you want to try one?” This was the first test to see if he had actually been paying attention. You write down one equation for him to get started with and slide the book over to him, watching as he fiddled with his pen, brows furrowed in concentration as he went over what you said in his head. “Add this to this?” He asks wide eyed pointing to where he was and smiling with victory as you nodded to him.

It didn’t take long for Wooyoung to get the hang of it and it made you a little bit suspicious, either you were a really good tutor or he was surprisingly good at algebra, which made you wonder as to why he’d want tutoring in the first place. “You’ve gotten the hang of this now.” You cheer as you looked over his work seeing all right answers those of which he needed no help with. “Yeah, I think it just clicked in the end.” A wave of pride washed over you, it really did seem like you made a good tutor. You took a moment to flick through the text book again in an attempt to find a new challenge for him but nothing was jumping out at you, nothing looked challenging enough for him to need your help. Wooyoung looked to be in his own world as he waited for your instruction, he started to fiddle with his fingers under the desk but then his mind trailed off into it’s own fantasy land, the fiddling stopped and he seemed to forget for a second where he was, fully relaxing he set his hands down at either side of him but jumped back to reality when he felt you jump. Your face heated up again, you glance down and see his hand placed on your thigh, following your eyes he looks to where you were looking and realises what he’s done. “Shit, sorry.” He says quickly pulling his hand away putting it back in his own lap. “I was in my own world, I didn’t realise.” There he went again rambling which actually helped the tension you could feel building. You shrugged it off acting like you weren’t bothered all the while you tried your hardest to stop your face matching the shade of a tomato. “I um...” You cleared your throat before speaking again. “I’m gonna go find a trigonometry textbook, well start that next.” You hurriedly got up from your seat and disappeared behind a bookcase.

Wooyoung didn’t feel right just sitting there waiting for you, not after what he did, so he went looking for you. It would have taken him longer to discover your whereabouts if it wasn’t for the small noise he could hear you making on the other side of the bookcase. Turning the corner his eyes were met with you straining on your tip toes trying to reach the textbook you needed but to no avail, your fingertips only lightly grazing the spine. You huff out in defeat as you look up at the book that was so close yet so far, you go to reach for it again but a hand on your waist stops you from moving, freezing you on the spot as you feel your skin prickle at the contact, it only gets worse when you feel something press against your back. You look up slightly to see Wooyoung’s arm reaching up for the book and bringing it down to you as he lightly chuckled in your ear. That sound, it was enough to make you melt, your breathing picked up a little but hopefully not enough to catch his attention. “Here you go.” Wooyoung chimes placing the book in your hands, it was like the close proximity was normal to him, the way he had his hand on your waist and the whole front half of his body pressed against your back, none of it bothered him. After giving you the book he made no attempt to move away from you, if anything it felt like he was trying to hold you closer than you already were. “T...Thanks.” You stutter trying to come back to reality. “So trig.” You say looking for an excuse to move but his hand tightening on you waist stopped you from going anywhere. “I think we both know I didn’t need tutoring.” Wooyoung whispered in your ear sending shivers down your spine, but that wasn’t where your attention was as stupid, as it was you were more interested in what he said. “What?”

“Y/n I asked you to tutor me because I wanted to spend time with you...alone. This was the only way I could think to do it.” You turn to face him, the space between you staying the same which made you crane your neck slightly to look at him. “I thought you got the hang of it a bit quick.” You tried to make your tone come off as less shaky despite the fact you were ready to explode after the closeness and the confession. Wooyoung leaned down to look over your face, your cheeks a little pink but the shade surely growing darker the closer he got. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed how flustered you’ve been this whole time.” He smirks as your eyes widen knowing you’d been caught. “I do so much as glance your way and your squirming in your seat and my hand on your thigh was the icing on the cake.” This was all part of his plan and as much as you wanted to be mad at yourself for not seeing it sooner you couldn’t, there was no way of you knowing, like you said to yourself earlier, he’s a jock and you’re a bookworm the odds of him giving you this type of attention was excruciatingly thin.

The lack of response from you was spurring him on, he could see you were getting more flustered by the second so he decided to put you out of your misery. Closing the gap he captured your lips in a kiss, but contrary to what you’d imagined a kiss with Wooyoung would be like this was far from sweet, the kiss was flowing with what you could only guess was pent up feelings? Frustration? You didn’t go with it straight away, the way his lips were suddenly on yours made your brain short circuit but once you came around you returned his action with the same energy. You knew this way Wooyoung probably being your typical jock, only looking to get his dick wet, but honestly you couldn’t give a shit right now, that was something future you had to worry about, present you was going to enjoy herself.

Wooyoung’s grip on your waist shifted to your hips as he backed you against the bookcase, hips lightly grinding against you making you whimper into the kiss. That was a green light to Wooyoung, his hand trailing its way up the inside of your thigh and under your skirt playing with the hem of your underwear. “Wooyoung.” You pull away from the kiss panting. The look in his eye made you want to drop the whole thing and let him carry on but you owed it to yourself to at least say what you needed to say. “We’re in public, someone could see us.” the danger of getting caught was turning him on even more, a smirk plastering his face as he looked at you. “Then I’ll be quick.” And with that his lips were back on yours, you made no attempt to stop him, his finger ghosting over your clothed slit making you give in even more. There was no doubt you were soaked through already and with the way Wooyoung smirked against your lips you could tell he’d noticed.

Nudging the side of your feet with his foot you opened your legs a little wider for him, giving him enough access to move your underwear to the side. Your breath hitched when you felt his finger move along your slit, gathering your wetness almost like he was playing. “You’re soaked for me.” His words went straight to your core and made your stomach do flips. Wooyoung pulled away from the kiss slowly while at the same time applying pressure to your clit with his finger, he wanted to see how you reacted to his touch and he wasn’t disappointed, the moment he applied pleasure you bit your lip in an attempt to hold back any sound threatening to escape and your eyes fluttered shut as you took in every small movement he made.

Keeping quiet soon became the most difficult thing you had to do once Wooyoung started drawing circles over your clit, with each shudder or whimper you made he’d pick up the pace, it was like he was trying to break you, break you to the point you cry out and let everyone in the library know what he was doing to you. You tangle your fingers in Wooyoung’s hair as he leans down placing wet kisses along your neck, nipping every now and again enjoying the way your body tenses with each small bite.

His fingers working quickly on your clit you could feel the knot start to build. Your legs started to lose their strength and you were thankful Wooyoung had you pinned to the bookcase which was stopping you from dropping to the floor. Dipping two fingers into you, you let out a sudden gasp which you tried to cover with your hand but it was too late. “Shh, you’ll have to keep quiet if you don’t want us to get caught.” The thrill of it all made the knot grow tighter and your walls flutter around his fingers, as much as you’d hate to admit it, knowing you might get caught excited you in ways you never could have imagined. “Dirty girl.” Wooyoung smirks against your neck. “The thought of getting caught is turning you on that much huh? Want everyone to know how much of a mess you've become only from my fingers " A moan leaves you, muffled by your hand as your knees start to give way underneath you, the knot in your stomach was so close to snapping it left you shaking in his hold.

Wooyoung curled his fingers with each thrust, making sure to hit the spot that made you see stars and from there you knew you were done. It only took a few more thrusts like that and you came undone, grabbing Wooyoung by his hair pulling him into a kiss so he could swallow the moans that were leaving you uncontrollably and by no means was Wooyoung fighting back, he savoured every moment he had left, the way your body trembled as he worked you through your high, the way your walls clenched around his finger, the way you desperately held his face to yours in an attempt to stay as quiet as possible, all of it was something he could get addicted to and he was pretty sure he was there already.

Pulling out from your heat, he took a second to admire the mess you'd left coating his hand before cleaning himself off with his tongue as you watched awestruck. "Taste so good." He hummed wrapping his lips around a finger sucking it clean. If your legs weren't so weak you'd have jumped on him there and then. The bell rang again, lunch was over, you fix yourself up, getting ready to grab your things when you felt Wooyoung’s hand wrap around your wrist. "I think I need more tutoring, do you think you could help me." Wooyoung winked shooting you a smirk you knew meant trouble. "And what type of tutoring would that be?" A cocky tone taking over you as you decided to play along with him liking where this might be leading. "Well it won't be math that's for sure."

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strayteezsimp · 3 months

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Sending BF! Ateez spicy pics while they’re busy

MDNI 18+

Content warning! Swearing, name calling, implied nsfw images and lots of horny lmk if I missed anything!

Seonghwa

Hongjoong

Yunho

Yeosang

San

Mingi

Wooyoung

Jongho

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seventhcallisto · 5 months

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Chapter VII — "your best girl"

Deep down.

Toc/cw: MDNI!! MATURE CONTENT!!! lots of cursing oops. Threesome. Wooyoung steals panties. Use of sl-t (used 2-3 x). Fingering. Dirty talking. Spitting. Saliva. Grinding. Masterbating. Spitting. Unprotected sex(Dw. There's birth control for men.) Cumplay. Plugging(?). Lots of orgasms. Somewhat wooyoung centered cause he's loud. Knotting. Bratty mean dom woo. Service dom yeo. Bulge mention. Slapping(once). Squirting. Begging. Biting. Pinching. Overstimulation. Use of 'I love you' during sex. Aftercare. Praising. Lots of kissing and fluff. More 'I love you's. Kinda ooc jongho. DONT READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE!! JUST BLOCK OR SKIP ☆ thank yew. Also, completely fiction.

pet names/nns: omega, pretty star, pretty girl, gorgeous, sweetheart, good girl/perfect girl, baby, jagiya, sl-t(Yours). woo, alpha (Wooyoung). sangie, yeo, alpha (Yeosang). Joongie, babe (Hongjoong). Hwa (Seonghwa). Jongie(Jongho).

wc: 9.0k

The kitchen is quiet besides the occasional bubbling of questions that one or the other might add on about preparing for dinner. When mingi pokes his head out every so often to check on the living room.

You've moved spots, no doubt overheated and beginning to feel the symptoms of your heat coming to front. And last he checked you were lying against wooyoung's chest as he stroked your back, sandwiched between yeosang as you all watched wooyoung's phone.

There's the distant sound of a movie playing on his phone. Even though the TV is right there to use, you're all too lost in each other's embrace. You wiggle ever so often, and since you began doing that, Yeosang has had to pull himself back a bit so you aren't accidently bumping and grinding.

Wooyoung's hand wanders, he couldn't help it. He strokes his finger over the gap in your shirt and pants. The skin there is almost as hot as your forehead, no doubt starting to feel too heated for your own liking. You've already stripped your socks off due to the heat. He and Yeosang are already too distracted to watch the movie on his phone.

“how're you feeling, pretty star?” The nickname wooyoung uses catches your attention as a cramp passes through you, you groan. Pained. Yeosang’s hand comes to wrap around your midsection, attempting to ease the hurt with the messaging of his fingertips.

It doesn't help much, but you lean into his touch anyway as the last of the cramp seizes you. Sighing heavily afterward. Your forehead scrunches as you pout heavily at the alpha you're leaning on.

“s’not good.” your words make both of the alphas frown. “You need help with it?” Yeosang offers gently. You don't feel completely compelled by the heat, but it's creeping. And you don’t want to worry woo and yeo about it. You whine into your words as you speak again.

“Not yet, I can hold off” cause you don't want them to feel obligated to give you what you really want. You're content with them just being here. It feels like they've done so much for you already. Wooyoung shifts, and you're slipping between the spot and in the space between them. Wooyoung's phone lands with a thud by your head. Completely disregarded by the alpha who lays his hand on your hip, facing you towards him.

“are you sure? You're sweating” wooyoung lays a cold hand on your head. It's a relief to how hot you were before. you shake your head, whimpering softly, there's the urge to rub your legs together, drawn by the way you shifted. It's so sudden you're not realizing how close the next wave of your heat is already here.

Yeosang is shifting to the back of you, pulling your hair into his hand and using the scrunched up hair tie that was loosely hanging from the edge of your hair to tie your dyed hair away from your neck. It's a relief, too, not so hot on your sweaty neck. Making you realize just how sweet they're being.

“m- i” you can hardly get out, eyes squeezing shut tightly. Your hands reach for him, screw your pride. You need a filling. Now. You pull wooyoung down onto you, capturing his thigh between your legs. His hand falls next to your head to hold himself, a soft thump of his other knee hitting by your own. His other knee bumps against your butt and you audibly gasp into his ear when his thigh pushes against where you need him most.

“Need it, now, please, please” you whimper into his ear. He takes a harsh breath into his lungs, looking up at yeosang. Yeosang is equally as surprised, it's the first time they're both with an omega in heat, not something they're used to. And you being forward is adding onto the shock. It's a huge turn on.

Wooyoung ruts up on your thigh once when it skims his cock through his sweats, a covered sigh falling past his lips. He's so hard, it's really ridiculous how fast you have him going.

“fuck, you need to come first don't you?” wooyoung asks, more like himself, he's genuinely sure he's going to cum in his pants if he gets to put his fingers inside you. But he wants to hold off, it's hard being so infatuated with his member who he completely would cum to at night unbeknownst to her, his own dirty secret that really shows with how eagerly he's pulling your pants off.

Or- seonghwas pants. Yeosang has fully pressed himself against your back, in it for the long run as his other member slowly loses himself to the pleasure of it all. It's amusing, watching his bratty and teasing friend give in just because you said please.

Yeosang takes the hem of seonghwas sweater and strips it off your hot skin, the exposure of your scent has him already attaching his lips to your neck. The salty taste of your sweat lingers on his tongue even as you throw your head back against his shoulder.

Wooyoung rearranges your legs. When he pushes them together, he doesn't miss the way your pretty panties stick to you and leave a dark stain from the wetness. He'll have to thank seonghwa for picking that pair later.

“look at you, so fucking pretty” he moans when he talks, eyebrows pulling at how strained he's finding himself in his sweats. He's expertly pulling them off your legs and shoving them into his pocket.

Despite the stench of his other members cum lingering on it, your smell is most prominent, the slick still sticks to the side your pussy sits. You can call him a perv for taking your panties and he'll definitely say ‘only for you’. The cold air does nothing to relieve anything other than the sweat prickling against your thighs.

Yeosangs hand trails down from where they were on your hips, finding your clit easily, his fingers circle, only two calloused tips applying pressure. Wooyoung is catching his eyes, theres a silent message that pases between them, yeosang pulls back and it has you whining at the lost.

But the sound of wooyoungs lips smacking has you staring when a wet glob of his saliva falls on your clit. Yeosang angles his fingers back down to gather your slick and brings it back up to circle your clit again, mixing woo’s saliva with your own juices. “You okay jagiya?” Yeosang asked, his sweet lips pressing to your shoulder. “i- ‘m good, please don't stop” You mewl, head falling back against his shoulder once again, his name a silent sinatra off your tongue.

Wooyoung is freeing himself from his briefs, tugging his hard dick into his palm before he lets it angle against his stomach. As if yeosang knows what he's doing, he uses his free hand to grab your jaw. “Open jagi, woo needs your drool” he mentions with a hard tone as his fingers continue their heavy back and forth over your cunt.

You easily comply, lulling out your tongue and bubbles of spit forming when you stick your tongue out to let the drool seep off. Wooyoung easily catches it, his fingers rubbing around his palm. He stares so hard that you feel your cheeks heat up worse than they already are.

“such a slut, wide open for me huh?” he bites his lip back as his fingers slip into your open mouth, why have it so wide open if he can't use it. He's got his two digits rubbing against your tongue to get that feeling memorized, he can't wait to have his dick in your mouth at some point or another.

You close your mouth around them and suck, eyes scrunching as yeosangs first finger slips inside you. It's an easy fit cause you're wet, unbelievable so. Wooyoung's choked moan has you moaning with him. Yeosang breathily groaning by your head as he ruts his cock in his tight pants against your back.

Wooyoung can't take it anymore, he pulls his fingers from your mouth with a dirty pop. His hand grabbing his dick and tugging, and fuck, he already feels so close when he looks down and sees yeosangs fingers prod into you and pump slow.

He's pumping his fingers around the length of his cock with yeosangs strokes. You're watching wooyoung get off through heavy eyelids. His mouth already lulled open as he whimpered incoherently to himself. Mumbles of praises that you can't distinguish but still squeeze Yeosangs fingers at.

You reach back for the quiet alpha, palming against his pants the best you can, you're telling him you want to pleasure him too, you hold eye contact as you spit on your hand. A quiet curse slipping his lips, he's still got his fingers buried inside you when he uses his free hand to unbuttons his pants.

Your hand replaces his as you slide it down, squeezing his member in your own smaller and wet hand. It's already dripping, throbbing against your fingertips as you stroke from the angle. Attempting to recreate the way yeo works his in continous pounding fingertips. Every time he presses your g-spot, you squeeze him a bit too hard by accident. He doesn't mind the way his breath hiccups in his throat. There's the squelch of you getting wetter and wetter. Clenching around his fingers.

“She's close.” He warns wooyoung whose fist is equally working as hard to bring his own climax. Woo nods, tongue sticking out to lick his dry lips. His eyes dont disconnect from the space yeosang keeps covering, giving him the perfect angle. "Come on jagiya, Make a mess on my fingers, be a good girl” yeosang edges you on, kissing against your sweaty shoulder. You whimper, finally forming a sentence.

“You're going to ’cum- with me right?- Please come with me- please please alphas,” you choke on a whimper. There's a string again, pulling thin. Wooyoungs hand splays across your thighs to keep you parted and open for yeosang. Your own hand working against his throbbing cock.

“fuck” wooyoung whimpers as he cock throbs one last time and he's spilling his load over your pussy and yeosangs fingers. Gasps and sobs slipping past his lip as he flicks his wrists a couple of more times around his sensitive tip to squirt out the last bit onto you, ropes of cum landing on your stomach and everywhere else down. Thighs, cunt, ass, you name it.

Wooyoung has built himself so much he's cumming and bucking still when you start cumming too, a strangled whine crawling out of your throat when yeosang keeps pumping his fingers, your head thrashes against him, mouth lulling open.

You try to shut your thighs, but wooyoung and yeosangs grip keeps you spread wide open for them as your orgasm hits you hard, coating yeosangs fingers with clear slick. That leaves you gasping for air and squeezing yeosangs cock too tightly, he ruts his hips into your palm a couple of times when you stop, creaming against your fingers as you hook them around his cockhead.

Choked sighs and gasps fall off his tongue, his hips bucking a few more times. He's lapping at your neck with kisses and tiny nips as you all come down from your highs “still okay?” He asks, a perfect kissed place to your jaw. You nod, dazed. Wooyoung is slinking forward, his head falling in the free part of your neck that isn't being used by yeosang.

Heavy pants coming from both of you, all the while yeosang covers his as he works hickeys into your untainted skin under your jaw. Wooyoung nips the otherside, sloppy kisses along your collarbone. “such a pretty omega, so good for her alphas” wooyoung sweetly says, pecking up to catch your lips in a lazy dance against his own.

He's swallowing your needy moans with his own overwhelming breaths, his hands gripping your thighs. He's pulling away from your mouth to look down at the mess yeosang keeps plugged up. His fingers are still buried to the hilt inside you.

“Tell me if it's too much,” Wooyoung says as he pulls his member's fingers. Yeosang huffs at the slow descent out, letting his member drag him until only the tip of his finger prods. You whimper at the sensation. Wooyoung's hand reaches back behind you and you realize when yeosang groans that he's tugging the member's cock to get the cum off his tip. Gathering the mess on his stomach and clothes.

Wooyoung scoops it up with his own cum on your stomach. Pulling out yeosangs hand so his fingers squelch. Wooyoungs fingers slide in easily, pumping you with the cum from both of them.

He's already circling your clit with his thumb, shoving his fingers as far as he can reach into you. You gasp and shrug away into yeosang who holds you there for wooyoung.

“Need to fill this pussy up so bad” wooyoung hums, leaning forward to plant a kiss to your lips. “You'll let me yeah? Please say you'll let me omega, wanna feel you so bad” he whimpers, digging his palm into your clit instead, a slap of his fingers makes you shudder.

“Alpha please yes- ack!” You cry out when he's ripping his fingers out, replacing it with his already hard cock, the tip is bulbous and pretty, already soaked with precum as he strokes the base a few times. He positions it in front of your hole, sending a sweet kiss down on your lips. He eats you as he pushes his hips in. Stuttering at the squeeze. A moan falling into your mouth at the tight fit.

Wooyoung is on cloud nine. You're perfect. This is everything he's been hoping for, he might actually cum on the spot and when you take his knot he's gonna bite you so fucking hard that you'll ask for him whenever you think about it. Fuck. The thought already has him throbbing against your walls.

“Fuck, fuck. So fucking tight” he moans, gripping your waist, the dig of his fingers so hard against your waist. “Yeo” wooyoung tugs on your bra. “Take this off” he huffs. He knows it must be uncomfortable to have on so yeosang does anyway without correcting the member about manners. Easily guiding the straps off and unbuckling the back. It's gone as soon as it's mentioned. And when it is wooyoung is staring, mouth lulled open as he pumps his hips in a slow start, fuck he might actually drool. Your tits are perfect too. You're a goddess in his eyes. Wooyoung's hot tongue pressing over your hardening nipple. You yelp when he tugs with his teeth as he thrusts in.

Wooyoung's pace is sloppy, his hips slapping against yours and pushing you further into yeosang. Moans that reverb against your chest has you squeezing him so tightly he's starting to see stars. He's heavy as he leans over you, knowing you can take the full weight of him. Yeosangs hand slips down over your stomach grazing his finger against your clit.

You buck, shaking your head. “Too much! Please!” You cry and beg, yeosang shushes you softly. He knows you can take it. Wooyoung unlatches himself to take your other nipple on his tongue, he's drooling on you, bucking whenever he hears you babble. “Woo!” you cry when his tip hits that gummy spot in you. And with yeosangs added fingers playing with your clit. You find yourself crying and whimpering as you come to that ledge.

“Let me cum inside please” he asks so sweetly, choking on a gasp. “Fuck m gonna give you my knot and we'll be together” he hiccups as another overstimulated throb pulses through him. His thighs slapping against yours as you bend over his lap. His hand placed right next to yeosang on the floor whilst his other angles your thigh up to meet him.

It's heaven, truly, you in your nest. Letting wooyoung have his way with you, letting yeosang bring you close again with his fingers. Tears streaming down your face. He's not even thrusting hard, just enough that there's an audible squelch and slap. It's ridiculous how hot wooyoungs find this. His face scrunches up when his knot grows, he can't slow his pace or stop it from growing cause it's so good and so hard to control. He just can't.

“you gonna let me knot you? Fill this pretty pussy full of my- my cum?” He says between moans, choked sounds and gasps falling off his filthy tongue, his eyes shift from your pussy and then too your fucked out face. Your eyes are just about clenched close. When wooyoung's hips snap one more time, he gets as deep as he can.

“m cumming- come with me omega please- fuck” He hiccups “I- love you, love you so so much oh-” He sobs, knot popping and tying you both down. Yeosangs fingers work against your bundle faster, You bite your tongue as you moan, shaking as your orgasms come to front. There's the heat of something passing between you, thighs clenching around wooyoung's waist. Something wet, warm, and hot splashing from you and soaking the both of you entirely. It's entirely draining. Stealing all the energy you had left.

You're hardly breathing when you finish and wooyoung's member pulses in you, white flashes across your vision. Your throat burns as you suck breaths into your lungs. His face holds shock when he stares down at your interlaced section. You tremble against yeosang who's breathing heavily and hard into your ear. Fingers grazing away from your oversensitive bud.

“that was so hot” he mumbles, hands raised up and off of you. He scans his clothing, he's soaked. You're both soaked, the floor under you is soaked. Yeosang presses sweet kisses along your face as you pant, nuzzling into him. “Do it again, please” wooyoung begs. Yeosang slaps his hand away before it can reach your clit.

“She's sensitive” he strictly says with a draw of his lips. “You made her squirt. She needs a break” Yeo huffs. “We made her squirt” wooyoung corrects, his fuzzy eyebrows pulling down when he stares over your cunt. Flutter of drops cascading down your lips and cheeks. Messy all over, and yet he's still inside you. With his knot deflating. He really shouldn't pop a boner, but you're already there and he's already hard again. His pride is thoroughly stroked.

He pistons in slowly, tugging his knot with him when he pulls only halfway out. You squeeze your thighs, whimpering. Yeosang sends wooyoung a look. The other member smirks to himself. He can't help it. Really. “Think you could take one more?” Wooyoung hums, cut off halfway with a moan when your walls squeeze.

His eyes scan your own, you turn into yeosangs shoulder, pouting. “You had-ah -your turn” you mumble, jutting away from his palm against your stomach. Wooyoung stops his slow thrusts, a cocky laugh falling out of his mouth.

“Is it Sangie's turn now then?” He asks, leaning down to kiss along your sweaty neck. Locking eyes with his friend. Yeosang sucks a breath in as he goes to tilt your head, catching your eyes in his own dark ones. “Think you could take it, jagi?” He presses a soft kiss to the hand he collects, his eyes softening. “We don't have to-”

“No!” You wiggle, pouting. “Need both. please?” You beg so politely. Who is yeosang to deny you? “move” Yeosang sighs when he catches the smirk on his friend's face. Yeosang turns to lay you against the pillow, slipping himself from under you, careful with the section you and wooyoung share. Wooyoung shakes his head. “Can't, still deflating” his joke makes yeosang shake his head with a breathy huff. “You're annoying”

Your back hits the soft ground. From the angle of your hips bent over wooyoung's thighs there's a definite curve to your back. A noticeable bulge poking from your stomach. Your finger trails down over it, the tips pressing around the length of it. Wooyoung shudders, confidence falling. “Dont- dont- I'll get hard again” he pleads. When you smile, cheekily, he snickers. Woo leans down to kiss your mouth into his, sucking on your bottom lip softly. Your eyes are dazed, blinking back up to watch the alpha. You're so fucking pretty, covered in his cum and with his knot buried to the hilt in you.

“God, I love you” he hums when he pulls away. Who gives a damn if he's saying it too early. He loves you. He's loved you for so damn long. He's loved you for years. This is his cloud nine. “Love you” you whisper back, dazed eyes looking up at him. He whimpers into his hum, eyes locking down as the rest of his knot deflates. He's pulling out slowly. Agonizingly slow, just to gawk at the way his cum starts pooling out.

Yeosang's hand comes to cover your hole, scooping the glob of woos cum and plugging his fingers in, you twitch. “Keep it in” he demands softly, glancing up at wooyoung who's tucking his dick back into his sweats. “pick her up” He commands. It's not like yeosang has to ask twice, it wasn't a command, command. Just something he tells him in mutual understanding.

Wooyoung pulls you to sit up, helping you lean on your knees, you fall into his shoulder. Digging your chin there in his sweat and slick covered hoodie. He peppers kisses to you easier now, body trapping you against him. “Come on gorgeous, open your legs” He encourages, yeosangs fingers keep a tight hold the entire time, like he's your personal plug.

You bite against wooyoung's hoodie covered shoulder. “Come on omega, present” yeosang commands with a coo of his tongue. And something in you clicks. Spreading your knees and arching your back towards him. Head falling over wooyoung's shoulder to show off your neck. Yeosang lets out a satisfied hum. Free hand pulling at his pants again to whip himself out. He doesn't touch you for a solid two seconds. You're already wiggling your hips. Anticipating what's to come.

Yeosangs hand comes down against the bottom of your spine, stopping you. “Don't move so much” he warns, the tip of him prodding against where he keeps his fingers. He takes them out quickly and replaces where they were with the tip of his cock, covering the tight ring of your entrance so as to make sure nothing leaks.

You whimper, watching him work behind you best you can, wooyoungs hand strokes over your sides every so often. Watching yeosang work himself in as well. You clench when he digs in, dipping his thumb under to softly circle your clit. “Relax” he reminds you.

You sigh, wiggling back against him again. Wooyoung slaps your hip, clicking his tongue. “Don't. Move.” wooyoung hums into his words. Yeosangs hand softly rubs over the reddening spot. You whimper when he lays a kiss at the base of your spine. “listen to woo darling” His voice pitches. As if saying ‘told you not too’.

He edges himself in with more rocks of his hips, breathy groans and praise falling off his tongue when he draws tight circles around your sensitive clit. You try so hard not to move, not to make a sound when he sheaths fully inside you. His cock has an upturn angle to it, already scraping against you in the best way. You moan into wooyoung's shoulder, the man just stares down at where yeosang has you. Ass parted for him as he pressed in from the back.

Yeosang's cock pulses. Throbbing against your cunt, the way you suck him in so good has him airily groaning. By the time he's fully settled into you, he's pulling all the way back until only his tip stays in, gauging your reactions, then he's ramming into you. Setting a brutal pace you whimper at. A heavy, thumping pace compared to wooyoung's sloppy thrusts. He keeps pushing you into other male, brutal. You're completely stripped down and complying to the alphas' whims while they still have their shirts, pants and hoodies on.

You whine and moan against wooyoung's shoulder, holding him tightly in your grasp. His mouth is open, piercing eyes watching yeosang disappear into you. The soft prod against you is no doubt wooyoung's cock erect again. Getting off on his other member fucking you. Yeosangs fingers dig so good into your waist, pulling you back to meet every single snap of his hips. Groans and low pitched moans ringing in your ear when his head falls on your shoulder blade.

Wooyoungs hand cups your breast first, breaking you out of the trance that yeosang is sending you too. Moans getting cut off by his hips snapping every second into yours, he's so deep and being so rough, it's hard enough to make you feel like you need to sob. Wooyoung twists your nipple and you yelp, trying to tug away from him. He's so mean, he laughs. “Poor ‘mega, needs two cocks to get off” wooyoung says with a fake tone. “isn't that right yeo? She's such a slut” he looks up to the other member. A sight built to be put in a museum. His muscular arms poke out from under his shirt, holding you tightly, his pants are pulled just over the curve of his ass, enough to have his dick out. He's got an eye on the way he slips in and out.

“right- Mm” he groans, snapping up again, you whimper falls into a moan. Wooyoung's hand splays down and moves closer to your clit, pinching it between his fingers. You choke and pull away, shaking your head. He laughs, loud and mean. Cooing at the tears falling from your eyes. “Do you even deserve to have yeo's knot?” wooyoung asks between heavy pants, hand shoved down his pants when he finally decides it's time to pay attention to the throb. Words falling short from your tongue. Wooyoung's free fingers dig into your clit, ruthless and brutal as he tries to push you to the edge. With the added pressure of yeosang pounding into you, you think you're going to break.

“Please please! I'm good I promise’ i- ah a-ill be good!” You hiccup, “please cum, in me- cum in me” you whimper as you're forced over the edge again today, hot spurts of wet sticky fluid splashing across the floor, yeosang, wooyoung and you, as you squirt for the second time. Yeosang is grunting through closed lips, eyebrows pull taunt. Wooyoung is managing, stroking himself so hard you can hear the stickiness of his dick. Whines and moans falling off his tongue as he brings himself over way too fast to not overstimulate himself. Watching as tears stain your cheeks.

Yeosang is spilling next, clenching your hips and rutting up into you, his teeth mark down hard against your shoulder blade, too overtaken by his orgasm to care where he plants his teeth, you cry out when wooyoung follows him next. Even harsher when he bites against the free and prominent spot on your shoulder, next time he'll have your primary glands, and he'll be the perfect alpha. He cums with a strangled moan against your stomach and his, trembling as he leans against you. Yeosangs soft breaths pant hard against your sweaty back. “so proud of you” yeosang says, gulping into his breaths. Knot pulsing.

“You took it all so well” yeosang kisses against your spine. “Our pretty omega” he adds on sucking against the bite he created. You whimper, sliding down onto your shaky shins. “Whoa, hey, stay with us” wooyoung coos softly, caressing against your back.

Your eyes are sleepy, slinking close. “I didn't mark you” your lip trembles, emotions high. Wooyoungs eyes shoot open. “You can still mark us pretty star, come on” he beckons you on, pulling part of his hoodie to the side so you have a view of his neck. “Go on gorgeous, mark your alphas” he encourages.

You're kissing the spot before your teeth sink in, a pained groan coming from wooyoung's throat as it bobbles when he swallows. When you pull back, you're satisfied, licking the spot with kitten licks and holding his jaw in your hands so you can kiss him. He leans down to kiss you, helping you out the best he can since you both are jelly.

You turn back to yeosang to pull him into a kiss, his hands pressing into your hips as he eagerly waits for the moment quietly. Soft, dainty pecks lay across your cheek and the corner of your lip, yeosang tilts his head down so you can reach a part of him to mark, it's a little awkward but you get the top swell of his shoulder between your teeth where his shirt had fallen. Deep enough to leave a mark. You're satisfied when you pull away and hum. Finally letting all of your muscles relax. Yeosang catches you in his strong grasp against him, wooyoung holds your shoulders.

“Love you” you mumble to yeosang this time. Yeosang kisses the crown of your head. Nuzzling into you gently. Although he isn't one to say he loves easily. It isn't hard to say it to you. “Love you too, Jagi” he quietly adds, caging you against him. Your head leans to the side, and wooyoung catches your face in his palm before it's uncomfortable.

“I think we overdid it,” Wooyoung says, in a bit of a panic. Yeosang scans your completely lax face, he's got an edge to his voice when he talks. “She can take it, she'll need a lot more than this” yeosang gestures to the two of them with his eyes. Your eyes are completely shut, sleeping against yeosang as his knot slowly retracts.

“What do you mean?” Woos eyebrows furrow. “Nothing. Nevermind.” yeosang nods into his words. Wooyoungs got some clue of what his member was trying to say, but it still left him wondering.

There's no awkward tension, no weird feelings. Just the three of you, who love each other. At some point yeosang would have been disgusted in the face of anyone saying he'd do things to you with his best friend. There really is no weird will or intentions now though, he's seen wooyoung naked before and he has seen him, they're comfortable. You on the other hand, he's never laid a lustful eye on you except for that one time. Maybe he had that wet dream about you, but it really wasn't on purpose.

The moment feels feverish. He rubs your side gently, still unsure of how to move when his knot is tucked into you. Wooyoung laughs lightly, enjoying the way his friend struggles. “Just wait, I'll get us something to clean up with” yeosang hums to confirm he heard him.

“Don't forget a pair of clothes” he calls after wooyoung. Wooyoung throws his hand back, he hears him.

And even as he looks over your sleeping face gently, and your comfortably naked body, he can't help but think this is something he wants to see every day. When he thinks wooyoung would be there too, or any other member for that matter. He doesn't feel uneasy, it feels right. Like it was always meant to happen.

There's been that distant memory of you in the back of his head. When he first met you, Wooyoung introduced him to you. Your face was shiny from the rain as you stepped into the practice room door. Peeling your jacket off. You smiled so brightly at him, giving him attention when wooyoung said his name. Your eyes always peeled back that layer yeosang would quietly hide behind.

You had turned to him as you finished up, handing him a snack. It was so simple. So random too. You spoke in your native tongue when you tried to word out what you were saying next. Face contorting as you searched for the right word in Korean. Lips pulling together unsure. You were trying so hard, and he was being so patient. Hand fiddling over the snack.

“Mate” you had simply said in his language, confusing him, the word was weird coming out of your mouth, confusing it for something else. You obviously don't know what that word means in his language. It means life partner, and he truly wonders if that is what you meant to say. He could tell you felt embarrassed the second after, biting your lip and looking away. You bid your goodbye to wooyoung quickly, waving at yeosang over your shoulder, still smiling.

Wooyoung is back quickly and when he is he's leaning you back on him and passing the towel to yeosang. His knot has retracted, once he slips out he's gathering the gloop of cum that's spilling. Wiping as gently as he can although you're sighing as you sleep, still sensitive. He's comforting you with a caress of his lips on your shoulder, even if you're asleep it seems to ease you back into wooyoung's arms. He holds you delicately and easily, head nuzzling on top of yours.

As he finishes and tucks himself back in, he's gathering the pair of clothes Wooyoung brought. A mix of their clothing, fresh and full of their scents. Just a pair of comfy short shorts, which happens to be yours. Wooyoung's shirt, Yeosang’s hoodie and lastly a pair of socks and underwear, yours too. Yeosang's slipping the shorts and underwear on you the best he can. Taking over so wooyoung can slip the shirt and hoodie over you.

You're stirring, head falling over the pillow when yeosang props you on it, holding your calves as he slips your socks on. “Hey” wooyoung is the first to notice, tilting his head down to catch your blurry eyes in his own dark orbs, his hands landing on your hips, kneading you over the fabric. You greet him back with a nod, reaching for his hand. He lets you, interlocking his fingers in yours.

“Talk to me boo bear, tell me how you're doing” wooyoung nudges his nose into your cheek, smiling softly at his own nickname for you. You grin softly. Reaching out to hold his waist. “Miss you both” you sigh with a pout, still sleepy as you try to reach your other hand out for yeosang when he massages your shin. He grabs your hand as soon as he sees it, crawling up and kissing your knuckles when he does so. “We're right here sweetheart” he mumbles into the curve of your neck as he slots himself down next to you.

“We didn't go anywhere gorgeous” woo finishes for him, leaning on his arm as he takes your otherside. Although you know they're there. There's still an urge in you to have them closer. “Need you closer” you add, “please?” wooyoung shushes you through his smile. Using the same hand he holds you with to smooth back your hair from your forehead. “You don't have to say please. God. You're such a good girl, our good baby, perfect omega." Wooyoung's compliments and praises come easily. Just as Yeosang works his lips on your shoulder, his lean arms wrapping around you comfortably.

“our perfect girl” Yeo hums softly. Head pressing over yours when he slots it above you, laying a kiss on the top of it. The scent of the two of them combining makes your head fuzzy in the best way, yeosang takes your other hand, folding it in his own and kissing your wrist before he tugs it down around your waist to hold you as close as possible. Wooyoung scoots in, peppering your face with his kisses softly, giddiness building on each one.

“Love you perfect girl” you hum into your smile, sobering up from the cramp and wave of heat that has passed. “You don't mean that” you mumble behind sleepy lids. Wooyoung squints his eyes. “I do, yeo told you there's no getting rid of us” he scoffs, shoving his face into your neck. Sucking harshly. You grumble, sensitive. “Say it back.” he says between a particular hard suck, littering your neck and scent gland with hickeys. It's not like he can mark you with his teeth there, but this gives him the way of feeling possessive over you enough. “You -”

Yeosang grabs your chin. Turning your head towards him. “We all love you. Make sure you know that.” he trails off as he talks, rubbing his fingers under your chin. “Promise you'll remember that.”

You know what he's hinting at, even as wooyoung distracts you with his plump lips sucking your skin and nipping. You know what he really wants. He wants you to remember this, how doting they are, how they can take care of you, cause truly they can, they can provide and be perfect. They can stick with you 24/7. Cause it's not like you're away from them for long if you all end up on break. Your eyes feel droopy, heavy with emotions as yeosangs flicker back and forth.

“I love you too” you say through a shaky breath, staring him directly in the eyes. You squeeze both of their hands. Yeosang leans down to capture your lips softly, a gentle dance that tells you he means it.

Wooyoung is satisfied enough to leave your neck alone, pecking your lips as soon as yeosang pulls away. Woo slots his head where his mouth was. Breathing your pouring scent in gently with wide takes.

“Are they done?” Seonghwa clears his throat as he asks from over his shoulder, mingi stands flush, one ear bud slipped out of his ear as he's propped against the opposite counter, an attempt to distract himself with his phone. “They were done a while ago..” jongho trails off for mingi, sat on the stool next to hongjoong, the said alpha with a pair of headphones on after he realized what was happening.

San is missing, no doubt working one out in the bathroom. Jongho is equally flushed, its not like you lot were particularly quiet. Especially not wooyoung. Seonghwa scoots a glass of ice water across the counter, catching everyone's attention.

“Bring that to her please” seonghwa gestures, yunho scoops it up before anyone else can.

“I got it” he says as he leaves.

Yunho is presenting the water to the three of you, foot tapping against wooyoungs clad sock. “You smell like cum, did you change?” yunhos nose scrunches. Above it all is your scent. “Nope” wooyoung pops the ‘p’. Not even bothering to pull away enough to see yunho eye to eye.

Yeosang pushes his friends shoulder, sitting up from your sleepy arms. He places a kiss to your cheek as he gets up, and a few more on your knuckles when he takes his hand from yours. “We'll go change now” he looks to wooyoung pointedly. The other member groans. “Fine. Fine. Jeez.” He mumbles, kissing your nose as he goes, then your interlocked hands as he pulls away.

You turn to look at yunho, arms opening for the taller guy. He smiles gently, slotting to his knees to sit next to you in your arms. “Drink baby” he tells you as he hands you the glass cup. You chug it down greedily, just so you can lay in his arms after. His hand encases your back, palming up and down softly. Your head hits his peck when you hand the cup back to him.

“Thank you,” you tell him. “Don't thank me” he tells you once again. “a kiss for your feelings?” He smiles into his words. You laugh. “I'm good, tired. But I'm feeling good.” you nuzzle into his shirt. He hums when you talk, listening. “Do you need anything? Food? More water-” you stop him with a gentle tug of his head into your shoulder. “hugs. comfort. Don't go too far.” even if you're foggy from the amount of times you came. You're still needy for affection. Yunho indulges you, caging you against the floor with his bigger body.

“anything for you” he whispers into your shoulder. Eventually time passes like that, curled up under Yunho's lanky arms. You take a minute to invite Yeosang back in when he comes back over. Sitting next to your head and threading his fingers into your hair. He's slipping down so he’s holding you but from a distance so he's not taking Yunho's space. Comfortably slotting behind you once again.

It's not long, perhaps half an hour later you wake up in yeosangs arms, yunho had left. Possibly to return your empty glass. Yeosang has you placed against his side, head on his chest. He's napping comfortably, soft breaths rising from his chest and parting from his lips. Your arm wraps around his waist. For a second you retract your arm, laying a quick peck to his cheek as you stand up on wobbly legs.

The hallway is quiet, comfortably so. Your arm reaches around in the kitchen, holding yourself against the cool wall as you peek your head in. The first to see you is Hongjoong, opposite of you. He sits against the counter, working away at his laptop.

“my pretty girl” he stands up, face brightening. He wraps you in his arms. He smiles brightly as he takes you. Kisses upon kisses laid on your face. You smile, arms wrapping around his neck. “my joongie babe” you hum, glancing around the kitchen. There's Yunho and Jongho, doing dishes. Seonghwa sat next to Hongjoong, gathering papers and notes that Hongjoong left strewn about.

“seonghwa” You pout, Hongjoong sways you in his arms, turning his head over his shoulder to the member. Seonghwa hums as he picks his head up, coming over at your call. He grabs the hand you place out for him, wrapping himself around your back.

You grab his cheek with the same hand, rubbing your thumb against him softly. “that's better,” you sigh. Drowning in some more of your boys. Joong giggles quietly, glancing to hwa. “Missed us?” joong asks. Hwa snickers softly, head slotting over your own. “Mm yeah” “how're you feeling now?” hwa speaks up, swaying you back and forth with hongjoong. You lean your head between their chests.

“Less groggy,” they each hum. “Think you could hold a conversation?” Your eye peeks up to look between the two. “Depends on the conversation” you smile warily. Seonghwa smooths his palm over your shoulder, turning you gently in Hongjoongs arms to face him.

Hwa looks to hongjoong one more time, sighing softly. “There was a problem with your heat sanctuary booking. It got mixed up.” He pauses to breathe, scanning your face for a reaction. “I have another place on standby, but.. we wanted to ask if you wanted to wait your heat out at home? With us, here” he fiddles with his hands, leaning on his feet.

Even if it was hongjoongs idea, seonghwa is asking you. Genuinely wanting you to answer, nervously biting his lip as he looks back over your shoulder at hongjoong, the captain smiles gently. Encouraging, seonghwa takes a breath.

You're sober enough to realize what seonghwa is asking. He wouldn't be if he knew you weren't capable of saying what you truly think without interference. You swallow. Hwa continues. “You don't have to answer now, we can talk after you eat dinner-”

“No, no. I want to be here.” You confirm, glances between the two. “I want to be home, I don't see myself anywhere else during this.” you confirm with a strong nod.

Seonghwa seems to heave out a breath of air, hongjoong swings you around to lean his body on yours in a tight, fluffy hug, a giggle falling from both of your lips.

Dinner was perfect. But there's always something going on. At some point cola got spelt. No one knows whose cup it was. Or, no one will own up to it. So, one of your favorite blankets was soaked. As soon as you started getting upset about it, San offered to replace it for now with himself. He's gonna be your blanket for the night.

You huffed out a laugh as he pulled you into his lap, interlocking himself around you. You finished your food like that, eating in sans lap whilst he ate with you. Every so often he'd press a kiss to your head. And finally when everyone got done eating. You all had to get ready for bed. You didn't want to get up. Didn't want to leave your sacred circle.

“Nooo” you whined as jongho attempted to raise your hips to pull you up, you slumped, lying face down. He huffs, calling your name with a click of his tongue. “You have to get up” he tries again gently, he can easily, but he won't drag you from the comfort that's your circle. You shove your arms under the pillow joong brought out for you. Digging your face into it. Jonghos legs are placed either side of your thighs, he's standing, as he attempts to get you up. Your hips are wiggling away from his hands whenever he tries. And at some point you laugh, because you're a bit ticklish now. You throw your head over your shoulder at him, lifting your legs up between his thighs. There's a graze and he pulls away with a huff, hands on his hips.

You're a little shit. You know that. He knows that. But you can't help but tease your younger member. Smiling like the devil behind a pair of pretty lips. “You're ridiculous” he groans. “You love it” you say, satisfied with your tone. “Didn't say i didn't” he reaches your arms, and tosses you over. It's quick and for a second you forgot jongho can deadlift you. He pulls your arms up over his shoulder as he bends down close to you. Carrying you easily now over his shoulder. You're faced with jonghos lower back, more specifically his sculpted butt In a pair of tight sweats. Jonghos view is the same, your shorts fit really well on you. Like, really well. His hand holds your uncovered thigh tightly so you don't slip.

“You can't escape now,” he says, sing-song like. You laugh as he spins you back and forth. “You can't hold me forever” you huff, poking his side from the angle you're at. “hey!” He twitches. “Wanna bet?” He takes an experimental step out of the nest. Gauging your audible reaction. You sigh, and pat him to say go ahead. Smoothing your hand over his wide back. The loose shirt he has on does nothing for his muscular figure. He's so pretty, he just doesn't show skin, and that's okay.

The trudge to the bathroom is funny enough when somewhere on the walk, a palm scans your upper thighs. You jump and audibly call out to whoever did it. You know it's wooyoung when he's laughing. Jongho whines at how provocative it is, pulling you away from the other member. The last ones to brush their teeth are jongho and you. Jongho is hanging back so he can have that time with you. When he sets you down, he's already got your puffy headband in hand. Smoothing it over your hair and smiling proudly.

Skincare is everything before bed. You feel refreshed as soon as you're done. Applying toothpaste to your brush. Jonghos behind you, glaring at his teeth in the mirror and occasionally rearranging the things on the counter as he focuses on brushing. You're too busy staring, his dewy face catching your attention. Shiny from the water.

His hand leans nearby, coming to snake under yours at the counter as he leans over your shoulder behind you. His chin falling on your head. His eyebrows furrow. “Did you grow shorter?” he mumbles through a mouthful of toothpaste. Did you? You scan yourself in the mirror, glancing down at your sock clad feet. “Maybe?” You huff. You haven't been wearing platform shoes recently. It's rare you don't. You always have to wear some type of heel to match the height of the guys for events or filming.

Jongho hums over your head. Leaning over to spit the toothpaste in the sink. You do the same. Rinsing the rest with mouthwash. Your scent is all you at the moment, calm and collected. Pure and simple. Jongho has a question on his mind. And it's possibly the best moment to ask just as you wash your toothbrush off.

“When your heat is over, do you want to get something to eat with me?” He nervously asks, a pitch to his voice. He rinses his toothbrush off. Avoiding your pretty eyes. The pricking of sweat doting his forehead. Or is that water? “Yea, that sounds nice,” you smile, he lets out the breath he was holding. “Where do you want to go?” You finish, turning around to face him. He places his toothbrush in its spot on the side. Hands coming around to lean on the counter on either side of you.

“Wherever you want to go” he nods, a smile coming across his features. You copy it. “I asked first” your hands wrap around his shoulders, palming his cheeks. The contact makes his heart skip. He thinks about it for a minute, eyes flashing over your features. “can you guess where I'll take you?”

You laugh. Light and airy. Jonghos smile widens at the sound, it's memorable. Something he wants to hear all the time. “I know what you're doing” you shake your head. Eyes scrunching. His hands come around your waist, smoothing against your back. He gives in, lips pursing. “Okay okay, uhm. There's this new exhibit, I know you like those” he mumbles at the end, as if attempting to reassure himself. “It has dining and art” he goes on, rocking on his feet.

“Mhm?” You encourage him. “it has a visual thing, I forgot what they're called” you smile so brightly, jongho sucks a breath in. “That sounds really nice. I look forward to it.” you stare at him for a second, jongho does the same. You're so pretty in his eyes. Soft and comfortable in his arms. You have the younger alpha wrapped around your fingers. He never thought he'd see the day you reciprocate his feelings. He's been head over heels for you since he knew you.

His eyes glide down to your lips. Red from how aggressive you brush your teeth with the minty toothpaste. He's leaning in before he can think about it, taking your breath away with his own. And for a second, he thinks you're heaven on earth. Clinging to his neck and pushing up on your feet into him. His arms are strong and heavy against your waist. A soft build up of sticky lips and mint interlacing between the two of you. A rise of heat floating to jonghos cheek. He's actually kissing you. He's so lucky. Omega sex aside, jongho just wants you, soul, body, spirit. And he can have it. Just have you if you'll let him.

He's leaning down now, more eager to just have you. To breathe you in and cherish your lips whilst he has them in his. A shuddered sigh being pulled from his lungs when you bite down on his lower lip. Your tongue prods his bottom lip. Asking for entrance. You don't have to ask twice. Jongho indulges the taste of you, caressing your tongue and swallowing your needy gasps with his own quiet moans. His hand finds its way up, and around. One digging onto your hip and the other holding the back of your neck to draw you closer.

Your hip brushes against the sink as he leans you back, pulling away with a groan. You chase after him with your own swollen lips, and he keeps pulling back. You’re pleading for more as you grip his shirt tightly in yours. “jongho” you whine, lip pouting out. Jongho smiles, a slight chuckle arising and brushing across your sulky face.

He's got composure, yes, but you're so pretty and he wants you. Both of you tensely staring in the bathroom where he just asked you on a date. He's skipping steps, it's not very gentlemanly, but... He can't help it. You're everything. Your scent is suffocating in the best way. He knows you are in other ways too. You're wiggling and pouting. Purposefully trying to get him to give in. And maybe he worked you up a little too much, cause your scent is the only thing he can smell. And your pupils dilating are the only thing he can see.

“Jongie, in the nest. please?” You beg, looking for his hands with your free one. Whilst your other crawls along his shoulder blade. “in the nest? Jagi..” he coos, a false comfort to you, as he slips, interlocking your hand in his. The one that so desperately seeks him. He pulls you into him, guiding your arm over his shoulder. “You want to be where everyone can see us?” He bends his head down to lock eyes with you, there's a glint in them. “don't you?” Your face is downturned, eyes looking up through pretty eyelashes that part. He watches you bite your bottom lip. He hums for an answer. Urging you on.

“How about we do it in here, huh?” He goes on, slipping his knee in-between your legs as he pushes you against the counter. “hide away, keep you to myself” he mumbles. Hands gently caressing over your waist, fingers fiddling with the drawstrings of your shorts. You look down at his hands, and God is it a sight. You can see the intricate details of jonghos hands, but the most prominent thing that catches your attention is the way his member imprints in his sweats. Already waiting for attention.

You swallow thickly. “What do you say, omega? Wanna sneak off?”

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