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[1:58], Yeonjun & Soobin, requested by anon
╰┈➤ M1 "what? Does that feel good?" & M30 "I promise I'll be gentle"
wc: 1.2k
warnings: smut, 18+ (minors dni), adult language sexual content: threesome, unprotected sex
a/n: I have no excuse lmao pls enjoy this Yeonbin content cause I loved writing it
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You had only meant to check on Yeonjun; to make sure he didn't need a touch up on his makeup. What you didn't expect to happen was for him to make a move.
Ever since you'd become their makeup artist for international events, Yeonjun couldn't deny his attraction to you. He flirted with you often but each time you brushed it off, trying to remain professional. The other artists no doubt had told you that he was just being himself. But he wasn't. He wasn't just playing around. Not with you.
He'd finally managed to catch you alone backstage at Inkigayo in the dressing room as you finished cleaning up. He'd finally made a move, pushing you against the makeup table, his lips crashing against yours. Initially, you'd given in before coming to your senses and pushing him off, reminding him that nothing could ever happen between the two of you.
You tried so hard to ignore his attempts to get you alone after that but he somehow managed to corner you and each time it got harder and harder to resist him. Which is how you found yourself in your current… predicament.
Your skirt was hiked up, panties discarded on the floor of the hotel room, Yeonjun sat on the edge of the bed under you, his black pants undone and pushed halfway down his thighs along with his underwear. Your hands rested on his shoulders, breath shaky as you slowly raised and lowered your hips, his cock sliding in and out of you. Your eyed fluttered shut, a soft moan leaving your lips as you continued.
You felt his hands slide down your back, gripping your ass firmly. "Goddamn," he murmured, lips ghosting over the sensitive skin of your neck. "You don't know what you do to me." His hot breath fanned over your skin as he guided your movements with his hold on your ass. "You're gonna get me in trouble," you whispered, voice shaking as the tip of his cock brushed against the one spot that had your eyes rolling back.
Opening your eyes, you looked down at him, his black hair falling in his eyes as he looked up at you through heavy lids. You moved one hand to brush the hair out of his vision. "God, you're so beautiful," he moaned. Your walls clenched around him, drawing another deep moan from the back of his throat.
"Jjun," you whined, head falling and your forehead resting against his. You felt his hand make contact with your ass, forcing a hiss out of your lips as your walls clenched around him. You heard him chuckled lightly.
“What? Does that feel good?”
A sudden knock at the door caused your head to snap up. You froze, unable to move or react before the door opened and shut quickly. Light footsteps moved through the suit until Soobin came into view. His eyes widened and jaw dropped. The three of you said nothing, only staring at one another until a smile cracked across Soobin's face.
"I fucking knew it," he said, a dark chuckle escaping from his lips. You looked down at Yeonjun who glanced up at you. Your gaze turned back to Soobin who ran his fingers through his hair.
"I mean, I sort of suspected something was going on but obviously this confirms it," he continued, rambling.
You looked back at him, watching as he shook his head, his blond locks falling into his eyes. Eyes scanning him, you noticed that what he'd walked in on was affecting him, even if he wouldn't admit it. That's when an idea popped in your head.
Turning back to Yeonjun you leaned in to whisper in his ear.
Yeonjun's eyes widened at what you were suggesting. He pulled back to look at you questioningly. You nodded at his silent question and a devilish smirk crossed his features. He turned his head to look at the younger man. "Hey, Soob," he said softly, drawing the blond's attention.
Yeonjun nodded towards the door. "Lock the door," he said, the smirk still present on his face. Soobin looked from his hyung to you. A small smirk was present on your face, too.
Was Yeonjun suggesting what he thought he was? He turned quickly and crossed to the door leading to the hallway, turning the deadbolt and moving the chain before returning to where you and Yeonjun sat.
Yeonjun was the first to speak. He looked at Soobin. "Take out your phone," he ordered. Soobin's eyebrow raised as he slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "Text Gyu. Tell him you aren't feeling well. Lie, I don't care," he explained. Soobin unlocked the device and quickly typed out a message to Beomgyu.
Yeonjun turned to look at you.
"Hey princess," he whispered, moving one hand to caress your cheek. "Keep going," he said, giving your ass a light smack. You gasped, lifting your hips and sinking back down on him, a groan leaving his lips.
Soobin felt his cheeks burn, unable to take his eyes off the scene in front of him. You glanced over your shoulder, a light laugh escaping you.
"You just gonna stand there and watch?" You asked, drawing his attention. Clearly, he was confused and looked to Yeonjun for clarification.
"W-what?" Soobin stammered.
Yeonjun chuckled and looked over at the younger man. He nodded towards Soobin. "Take off your belt and come over here. I have an idea," he said.
Soobin moved quickly, reaching to undo his belt and followed Yeonjun's instructions, walking over to the bed as you continued to ride Yeonjun. Soobin waited for more instructions.
"Take your belt and bind her hands," Yeonjun said, nodding at the belt in the blond's hands. Soobin hesitated but at Yeonjun's insistence, took your hands behind your back and carefully used his belt to bind your wrists together.
"Done," Soobin said shakily.
Wrapping an arm around your waist, Yeonjun scooted further back onto the bed, pulling you with him, making space for Soobin. "Get on the bed and do what I tell you," Yeonjun ordered as Soobin slowly climbed onto the bed. The older man gently took your chin in his hand and turned your head to look at him.
"Eyes on me, baby," he whispered as you felt Soobin's hands carefully ghost over your body, sliding down your sides and grabbing your hips much harder than you expected him to. You let out a moan as Yeonjun thrust up into you. "Just keep your eyes on me," he whispered as you felt Soobin's lips brush against your shoulder.
The sensation of having two sets of hands on your body was heavenly. You let out a whimper, feeling Soobin's teeth sink into your skin, your walls tightening around Yeonjun's cock and pulling a deep guttural groan from him. "Go easy on her, Soob," Yeonjun said, attempting to regain his composure.
“I promise I’ll be gentle,” you heard Soobin murmur, his lips still against your skin as he fumbled with the button and zipper of his pants with one hand while the other held onto your hip.
Yeonjun looked up, reaching up to cup your cheek. The pad of his thumb brushed over your bottom lip, watching as your lips parted. His smile returned as he slowly pushed his thumb into your mouth, almost moaning when your tongue swirled around it. "Oh," he said breathlessly.
"You're in for a long night, sugar."
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burningupp's 1.5k followers celebration event
hi hello everyone! brace yourselves, it's gonna be a long one, so if you just want the event details, scroll a bit further!
before you keep reading; I want to say thank you. 1.5k followers is an actually insane number. when I started posting my writing at the end of 2020, I never expected to get this far. I know updates have been spotty (basically always, but especially now), but I've always seen all your likes, reblogs, asks, and other ways of showing me support. it's what's been keeping me creative, and what's been giving me an outlet for all the dumb little ideas I have in my head. I genuinely hope that my stories have impacted you in some way, whether that be a tiny breath out of your nose in place of a laugh or just something that you've been able to look forward to.
and to those who let me know your thoughts, those who comment, reblog, and send me asks or messages - there isn't a happier time for me than when I am privileged enough to get some insight on what feelings my words can inspire. I read every tag, every comment, and I try to respond to as much as I can. please extend this lovely gesture to other writers, too, so that they get to enjoy your words just as much as you enjoy theirs! ❤️
if you're a silent reader, I still want to thank you. I know I don't see you, and you probably think I don't know you exist, but either way... thank you. the thought of someone possibly reading something I wrote at any given time is a huge source of strength and positivity for me. if you ever do want to come forth and talk to me, I genuinely hope that you feel comfortable to do so - I promise I don't bite.
next up, I want to thank everyone in our lovely discord server, clownracha. I'm not as active as I would like to be, but whenever I do pop in everyone is so welcoming and kind that it's one of the happiest places for me. I have friends in so many different places, and yet we're all writers with similar interests. it's amazing, and I want to thank each and every one of you for continually giving me a place where I am accepted and loved. you're honestly some of my best friends, and I hope we keep in contact until we're old and wrinkly 💕
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[00:12], Mingi, requested by @yoonguurt
╰┈➤ M20 "sit on my face" & M29 "you're mine"
summary: your boyfriend wants to try something new
wc: 446
warnings: smut, 18+ (minors dni), sexual content: face sitting, oral (f receiving), slight exhibition kink on Mingi's part lol
a/n: “ole Mingo” ffs Sky lmao anyway, here’s your face sitting Mingo timestamp. Hope you like it
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You could have sworn he could hear the pounding of your heart as you processed your boyfriend's words. Your cheeks were a bright red as you stared at him, hoping he hadn't just said what you thought he just said as he hovered over you.
"W-what?" you stammered. Mingi leaned in, brushing his lips against yours. "I said," he murmured. "I want you to sit on my face," he finally repeated pulling away from you. Amused at the deep shade of red your face took on.
"Mingi," you started to protest but he wasn't hearing any of it. He took the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your thighs, leaving your skirt on. "What if I smother you?" you managed to squeak as he tossed the material aside.
Mingi took your hand in his and pulled you up into a sitting position, a smirk on his face. "I think I'll manage," he said as he laid back on the mattress of your shared bed. "Come on, baby," he said as he pulled you onto his lap, your exposed core brushing against the denim of his jeans.
You let out a small gasp at the contact but Mingi wasn't satisfied. "Please, Y/N. I want to taste you," he said, pulling your hand and leading you up, scooting down so his head was right underneath you. You cautiously held your skirt up, peering down at him. "Are you sure about this?" you asked.
Mingi nodded, his hands caressing your thighs as he guided you down. "I'm absolutely sure" he said, his breath fanning over your sex. You shivered, your eyes fluttering shut before he pulled you down on his waiting tongue.
A soft whimper left your lips and you quickly covered your mouth with your hand as your boyfriend's tongue worked expertly against your clit. Muffled moans left your lips. Disappointed you weren't making as much sound as usual, Mingi pushed you up slightly so he could speak.
"Don't cover your mouth baby. Let me hear you," he breathed. You looked down, locking eyes with him. "The neighbors might hear," you whispered. Mingi shrugged and smiled up at you. "Let them hear how good I make you feel. I want everyone to know who you belong to," he said before pulling you back down on his tongue, a loud moan escaping you.
Needless to say, your neighbors left you a strongly worded note the next morning and you hit Mingi's chest playfully, cheeks tinged pink. "I told you!" you hissed as he wrapped his arms around you. "I told you," he murmured, pressing his lips against your shoulder. "I want everyone to know you're mine."
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[13:00], Hongjoong, requested by anon
╰┈➤ M27 "I cannot possibly focus with your damn hand in my-"
summary: your boyfriend invited you to visit him in his studio
wc: 1.3k
warnings: adult dialogue, sexual content: handjob (m receiving), hair pulling, and unprotected sex (use protection!!!)
a/n: Jesus u did not have to put this in my head but hot DAMN am i glad you did! I hope you like it as much as i liked writing it!
tagging @rdiamond2727 cause she asked me to (again) >:) also tagging @yoonguurt and @leadinglady17 cause I can >:D
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It had been over an hour since you'd arrived at Hongjoong's studio. He'd been in deep focus with the song he was working on, muttering under his breath with Eden when you arrived with his favorite takeout.
Eden took that as his cue to leave, knowing you'd prefer to spend some alone time with your boyfriend.
It was a nice time, just sitting there and eating while Hongjoong told you about his day and caught you up to speed on what he was working on and what he was excited for.
It was always a treat for you to see him in such a state. In his element so to speak that it never bothered you once when he went off the rails on whatever conversation you were having.
However, since it was him who invited you over to begin with, you were starting to get a little… antsy waiting for him to finish whatever project he was working on. Normally it didn’t bother you to wait for him to finish but tonight for some reason, you were getting impatient.
Maybe it was just because he had been the one to invite you over. Maybe it was because he looked so damn good in those sweats. Maybe it was because you hadn’t been intimate in a while.
Whatever the reason, you were starting to get… needy.
Hongjoong seemed to be oblivious when you got up from the small black leather sofa in the back of the studio and moved to sit in the chair Eden had previously been sitting in. Hongjoong glanced over at you, flashing you a smile but went back to his computer, focused on the screen.
You took the opportunity to look him over, taking in all his features and the way the light from the computer screen shone on his face.
He was barely bobbing his head to whatever music was playing through the beats he was wearing, hands resting near his keyboard as he most likely repeated a section of his project over and over to make sure it sounded the way he wanted it to.
He didn’t move when you leaned in closer, resting your chin on his shoulder. He merely smiled at your proximity and continued working. He didn’t even flinch when your hand moved to his arm, resting against his bicep.
He was so focused on his work that he only reacted when you kissed his neck. He giggled, whispering that it tickled. You rested your chin on his shoulder, your hand moving to the back of his neck and playing with the hair at the base of his head.
He loved it when you played with his hair but you also knew exactly how much it turned him on when you tugged on it, even playfully.
And that’s exactly what you did. Lightly tugging but playing it off as you combed your fingers through his locks. That combined with the occasional kisses to his neck had the exact effect on him you wanted and you could see him getting hard.
‘Jackpot.’
As carefully as you could, you scooted closer, closing the distance between your chairs as much as you could and continued to tug at his hair, lips moving against the skin of his neck until you heard him sigh, tilting his head away to give you more access.
You looked up to see his eyes flutter shut and took that opportunity to sneak your free hand down to rest on his thigh.
“Babe,” he said softly, more of a warning than anything else.
“I need to finish this,” he whined, trying to pull himself together, opening his eyes and resuming his work.
You weren’t going to give up that easily though.
Your hand on his thigh slid up, fingers skimming over his obvious erection. You watched as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth but his eyes stayed glued to his screen.
Your hand continued up, fingers toying with the waistband of his sweats but he said nothing nor made any move to stop you. You could almost see the wheels in his head turning as he tried to process what to do.
You took that lapse in his focus to slip your hand inside his pants and boxers, finding his cock quickly and wrapped your fingers around him, making him hiss. “Yah, Y/N,” he whined. “I’m trying to work,” he added, lips twitching as he tried not to smirk.
You looked up at him, blinking innocently. “I’m not doing anything,” you murmured. Hongjoong scoffed, rolling his eyes but said nothing. You waited for him to relax under your touch before moving again.
Hongjoong let out a groan, head falling back against the headrest of his chair as you slowly began to stroke him, watching his lips part and feeling a small sense of pride at being the cause for his lack of focus.
“What’s wrong, Joongie?” You asked innocently. “I thought you had work to do.”
Hongjoong’s eyes snapped open and he turned his head to look at you, fixing you with a semi-stern glare. “Work? Work??” He asked, hips bucking up into your hand.
“I cannot possibly focus with your damn hand in my—”
He couldn’t finish his sentence because the next second your lips were on his in a rushed and heated kiss, hand still stroking him in his pants.
“Fuck,” Hongjoong groaned as he pulled back from the kiss. He turned his chair to face you, pulling your hand and his cock out of his pants and pulled you up out of your seat. “Fine,” he growled as he pulled you onto his lap, thankful for the skirt you decided to wear.
You pulled your panties to the side and sank down on him quickly, moaning at the sudden intrusion.
“I’ve been waiting an hour for this,” you whined, resting your hands on his shoulders as you circled your hips, leaning in to kiss him as his hips grabbed your ass, guiding your hips to roll against him.
“Sorry I made you wait,” he murmured against your lips as you slowly rode him.
“You can make it up to me now,” you breathed, lifting up and sinking back down slowly, taking as much of his cock as you could in this position. Hongjoong reached over to the desk, pushing his keyboard and other computer accessories out of the way before wrapping both arms around you and standing up to set you on the edge of the desk.
He thrust into you, making you cry out at the force as he set a quick and punishing pace, pounding into you.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you cursed as you tried to hold onto him. “Holy shit, Joong.”
“Isn’t this what you wanted, baby?” He asked, a smirk on his face. The same smirk you usually saw on stage or when you were in the bedroom. “For me to fuck you?”
Unable to speak because of how he was fucking you into oblivion, you opted for nodding vigorously. Hongjoong chuckled as he continued to thrust into you.
“Can’t even speak? What a dumb, needy, little slut.”
Normally those words would sting, hurt your ego, but for some reason when Hongjoong said them now, it only made you moan, the familiar building tension in your lower abdomen starting.
Hongjoong knew you well enough that you were getting close and it only made him laugh lightly again.
“So close already, baby?” He asked. You nodded wordlessly.
Hongjoong gave you a particularly hard thrust and caused you to cry out. “Words, baby girl,” he commanded and you obeyed instantly.
“Yes!”
Hongjoong moved one of his hands up to cup your cheek. “Good girl,” he replied.
“Now come for me,” he added.
All it took was those four words to have you coming with a mewl of his name, your toes curling and eyes rolling back as Hongjoong helped you ride out your orgasm.
As you came down, you looked up at your boyfriend, eyes focusing on him as he watched you come back to reality. “Jesus Christ, Joong,” you whined. His hips has slowed to a roll as he helped you come down.
“Oh I’m not done,” he said, snapping his hips forward.
“You had yours, now it’s my turn.”
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[14:45], Yunho, requested by anon
╰┈➤ M16 "all I need is five minutes and two fingers"
summary: Yunho sneaks away during filming to find his favorite stylist
wc: 572
warnings: adult language, sexual content: fingering and unprotected sex (pls use protection)
a/n: OOF. This was a lot of fun to write thank you so much for requesting it ;-; I’m gonna go take a cold shower now
tagging @rdiamond2727 because she asked me to ;)
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Your back pressed against the door, effectively shutting it as Yunho’s imposing figure caged you in, his hands sliding up your sides as his lips attached to your neck. “Fuck, Yunho,” you hissed, gripping his jacket sleeve as his hand dropped to the hem of your skirt.
“We can’t keep doing this.”
Ever since Yunho had sat in your chair a year ago, the look on his face was undeniable.
The way his eyes followed you as you worked sent heat straight to your core. It wasn’t the way he looked at anyone else. Only you.
His playful flirting turned into full on flirting when no one else was around. It didn’t help that you physically and visibly reacted to his words, spurring on his mischievous behavior.
It wasn’t long until you both gave into your wants. Yunho had snuck into the dressing room between stages while you cleaned up the stations. The downside to being the new stylist.
You tried to stop him, really you did, but you couldn’t deny you wanted him as much as he clearly wanted you.
That was the first of many times.
Now he had you facing the door, body pressed against it as he turned the lock with one hand, the other hand pushing the material of your skirt up to expose your ass to him.
You heard him inhale sharply, no doubt his eyes glued to your backside as he ran a hand over the skin. “We have to be quick,” you hissed at him, cheek pressed against the door as you felt him grab your hip and pull your ass back against his crotch, rubbing his prominent erection against you.
“All I need is five minutes and two fingers,” he breathed, making quick work of your panties, pushing them down your thighs.
“I’d rather have something other than your fingers,” you moaned as you felt two of his fingers slide between your lips, finding you already wet from the kissing and touching earlier when he first found you in the dressing room alone.
“For that I’d need more than five minutes,” he chuckled, groaning as he pushed his fingers into your heat, mesmerized by the way your walls sucked him in.
“How much more?” You asked, desperate for his cock. You heard him chuckle as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you.
“Ten? Maybe fifteen,” he answered, watching where his fingers disappeared inside you. “Then you better get to it,” you moaned, pushing back against his fingers.
Yunho let out a growl and pulled his fingers from your cunt, undoing his pants and freeing his cock quickly. “Fine,” he answered, lining himself up with your entrance.
“Stay quiet, or else we’ll get caught.”
Before you could reply, you felt him push the tip into you, sliding in with ease. You let out a moan, matching Yunho’s as he bottomed out.
“Fuuuuck,” he cursed, bracing himself against the door with one hand, the other holding your hip in place as you both adjusted to the feeling.
“You’d think I’m not fucking you enough. You’re so goddamn tight,” he continued.
Yunho pulled back only to thrust into you sharply causing you to let out a yelp as he set a fast and relentless pace.
“Yah, keep your mouth shut,” he growled, covering your mouth with his hand as he continued fucking you against the door. “I don’t want to get into trouble.”
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[02:00], Vernon, requested by anon
╰┈➤ M2 “don’t act so innocent, i heard you”
summary: your roommate comes home early to find you fantasizing about him in your bedroom.
wc: 646
warnings: adult dialogue, smut, 18+ (minors dni), sexual content: slight voyeurism, vague about protection (it’s not mentioned either way), roommates to lovers *gasp* omg they were roommates
a/n: i felt like this worked really well for a roommate scenario so here you go, nonnie! I hope you like it! As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. line breaks made by me. I do not allow reposts or reposts of my works. All my works are © kwanisms
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All he’d planned to do when he came home from practice was grab something to eat and settle down on the sofa and play some video games. It was supposed to be a relaxing evening with no distractions.
So when he came home, shut the front door and dropped his keys on the kitchen counter, he was surprised by the sound of a whimper that resonated through the apartment.
‘Was that Y/N?’ He wondered, dropping his bag off his shoulder and letting it fall to the floor before the kitchen island.
He walked past the living room, following the hallway to the bedrooms.
Another whine sounded from your room and Vernon was suddenly worried that you might be hurt which is what pushed him to cross the distance to your door and push it open, taking note that the door was cracked in the first place.
When he peered in, he expected that maybe you were sitting or laying on the bed, nursing some sort of hurt ankle or wrist, maybe even tending to a cut or something.
What he wasn’t expecting was you, lying on your bed with your hands between your legs, head thrown back in pleasure. His face burned in embarrassment as he realized he was spying on you and he pulled back quickly, hoping to shut the door back to where you’d left it but he froze, hand on the doorknob when you spoke.
Well, it was more of a moan, but it was still his name.
‘Fuck,’ he thought. Had you caught him peeping? He’d have to beg for your forgiveness if that was the case. Plead that he didn’t mean to spy, he was just checking in on you.
He’d expected you to call out to him so when you didn’t but merely let out another moan as you played with yourself, he knew he hadn’t been caught,
But you certainly had.
It only took another moan of his name from your lips and Vernon was pushing open the door before he could stop himself.
“You know,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.
You covered yourself quickly, stammering out an apology, muttering about how you thought he wasn’t going to be home so soon.
Vernon ignored your incoherent mumbles, instead crossed the distance from the door to your bed, moving to kneel on the foot of your bed.
You watched as he slowly approached you, hands settling on your knees.
His eyes never left yours as he calmly and slowly caressed the skin of your legs.
“May I?” He asked softly, waiting for you to give confirmation.
The moment you nodded, your eyes locked on him, there was no going back.
That was an hour ago.
You were now lying on your bed, chest pressed against the mattress and your hips up in the air as your roommate thrust into you from behind, his fingers digging into your skin.
You bit your lips, trying to hold back your moans as your body rocked with each movement of Vernon’s hips.
“Oh come on,” you heard him pant, slowing his thrusts to rolls, burying his cock deep inside you.
“I know you can be louder than that,” he groaned, a smirk on his lips.
“Vernon I—” you tried to explain but in all honesty, there was nothing to explain.
“Don’t act so innocent,” Vernon said, giving you a sharp thrust and making you yelp. “I heard you, Y/N.”
“Vernon—” your words were cut off by a low moan that sounded from the back of your throat as your roommate started to move faster, the sound of his skin hitting yours filling the room but overshadowed by the volume and pitch of your moans.
“That’s it,” he groaned, his hold on your hips tightening.
“Let the neighbors hear how good I fuck you.”
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[02:14], Jihoon, requested by anon
╰┈➤ F4 "I didn't get soaked wet through walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer, too. I know you're sad, so let me in."
summary: you walk through the rainy city to bring your boyfriend pizza and beer to cheer him up
wc: 952
warnings: adult dialogue, suggestive material, reader gets super wet but not like that. alcohol consumption
a/n: I hope you like this one! I changed the prompt just slightly. A couple words to make it fit a little better. Anyway, I'd probably walk through hell and back for Woozi lol
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“The things I do for love.”
You grumbled and moaned about your situation as you reached into your coat pocket and pulled out the keycard to hold up to the card reader, unlocking the sliding door, allowing you into the building.
Normally, the Pledis building was closed this time of the night but with idols and producers working all hours of the night and day, entry was granted with a keycard which you happened to have.
You nodded at the security guard who looked over you, an amused smirk crossing their face as you passed but thankfully they said nothing as you stopped at the elevator, pushing the up button and waiting for the door to open.
Had you been smarter, you wouldn’t be standing there, dripping wet, waiting for the lift to take you up to the floor where your boyfriend’s studio was. Had you been smarter, you would have just ordered delivery and sent it to him rather than taking it yourself, but you didn’t pride yourself on your intelligence.
The ride up to the fourth floor was quick thankfully but you were still freezing, the combination of your wet clothes and the air conditioned building proving to be your undoing as you shivered, walking down the hall to Jihoon’s studio.
He was supposed to join you and the rest of Seventeen to celebrate a successful comeback but he never showed up to the restaurant and when you overheard one of the managers talk about Jihoon seeming a little on the sad side, you were up before anyone could stop you.
You stopped by one of your favorite pizza places and grabbed Jihoon’s favorite pie before stopping at a convenience store and grabbing some beer and making the walk to the Pledis building. Of course, you didn’t expect the sky to open up when you were a couple blocks away.
Now you looked like a drowned cat as you stopped outside the door to Jihoon’s studio. Woozi’s room.
You tried the handle, not at all surprised that it was locked. You knocked on the door and called out to your boyfriend.
You expected he might have his headphones on but you were determined. You knocked again, a little louder this time before pressing the button for the bell next to the door. A neat little feature Jihoon had installed. It was a buzzer but it was also attached to a light that flashed to let him know someone was there.
It worked like a charm, a smile spreading across your face when you heard him.
“Who is it?” Jihoon called through the closed door. “It’s me!” You called back.
A brief silence followed before Jihoon spoke again. “Babe, I’m not gonna be done here for a while, you should probably just go home.”
Your smile fell into a frown. “Uh, it’s raining outside,” you countered.
“Then call a cab?”
Your frown turned into a scowl. Oh no he didn’t.
“Look” you started hotly. “I didn’t get soaking wet walking to your studio for you to say no to pizza,” you explained, shouting through the door. When you heard no sound on the other side, you continued.
“I have beer, too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”
The door opened moments later and Jihoon appeared, looking you over, an amused smile forming on his lips.
“Wow you weren’t kidding,” he said as he stood back to let you in. “Careful,” he added. “You’re dripping everywhere.”
You threw him an annoyed look before setting the pizza box and six pack on the coffee table in the small nook of his studio. You removed your coat and looked around for somewhere to hang it up.
“Here,” Jihoon said softly, holding out a towel and taking your soaked coat. You thanked him and started to dry yourself with the towel. Jihoon returned moments later and shook his head, moving to sit on the couch in the small nook.
You sat next to him, placing the towel under you as he grabbed one of the beers and opened it. “Who said I was sad?” He asked, looking up at you as you opened your own beer. “One of the managers,” you replied, reaching out to grab the pizza box and open it.
Jihoon shook his head. “I’m not sad,” he answered. “I just didn’t feel like going out with everyone,” he continued, raising the bottle to his lips and taking another sip.
“But this,” he added, nodding towards the pizza and beer. “I don’t mind this.”
“Well that,” you replied, pointing at his smile. “Makes getting soaked worth it.”
“Oh shit,” Jihoon said, setting his beer down and getting up quickly. He walked over to the closet and opened it, kneeling down for a moment before standing back up and shutting the door. He returned with some dry clothes for you.
“You want me to just change right here?” You asked, setting your bottle down and looking at him with a raised eyebrow. He smirked, trying and failing miserably to hide it.
“Not like I haven’t seen it all before, babe,” he muttered, picking up his beer and grabbing a slice of pizza. You rolled your eyes, lightly slapping his leg. “Pervert.”
He chuckled lightly as you quickly tore off your wet clothes and pulled on the dry ones, thanking him silently as you wrapped your wet clothes in the towel.
“Thank you,” he replied. “For the pizza and beer,” he added when you turned to glare at him. Your glare softened and you smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
“And for the show,” he added with a mischievous grin, causing you to slap his leg again and whine.
“Yah, Lee Jihoon!”
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[22:40], Seungcheol, requested by anon
╰┈➤ FF10 "Even if we don't talk for days, I'll always be your best friend" & F20 "everything about you is amazing to me."
summary: your best friend comes by to see why you've been ignoring his messages and calls and you wonder why he hasn't been texting you
wc: 1.7k
warnings: miscommunication, sad feelings, maybe some adult dialogue? I think that's it though
a/n: I hope you like this! It was fun to write and try to figure out how Y/N would get notifications but not from Seungcheol so I figured DND mode would work pretty well! Thank you for your request!
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You let out a sad sigh, checking your phone to see several notifications but not from the one person you wanted them from.
You were well aware that your best friend had a life of his own, a demanding career as an idol, and 12 other members to look after but damn it all if you didn't miss Choi Seungcheol.
The two of you had been friends ever since you transferred school, after moving to Daegu with your family. You were nine years old and at that age, boys and girls started to divide, thinking the other had cooties.
But Seungcheol was different. He introduced himself on your first day and stuck by you the whole time.
He'd been by your side ever since. Best friends for always.
And that's how it had always been. Even in junior high when your classmates started showing interest in each other, you and Cheol never found ant romantic interest in you nor you in him, despite what your friends and family said.
Everyone was determined you'd end up dating at some point but it was never like that. You were just best friends.
You were always there for each other and when Cheol auditioned for and got accepted by Pledis Entertainment, you were the first to congratulate him.
Of course, this meant he had to leave Daegu, and unfortunately you, behind to move to Seoul.
His words the day he left were some you'd never forget.
You'd spent half the day crying, claiming he'd forget you in the first year and in true fashion, he hugged you tightly, remind you that you had six years of friendship with you.
"You are my most favorite person in the entire universe, Y/N," he said softly, holding your hands while standing at the KTA station with his parents and your own.
His hands released yours and moved to cup your cheeks. "Everything about you is amazing to me, I couldn't find a new best friend if I tried," he added, gently squishing your cheeks before pulling you into a tight hug, the only kind he ever gave you.
Five years later, Cheol finally debuted in a group called SEVENTEEN with twelve other boys. You graduated high school in Daegu and moved to Seoul on scholarship to SNU* to study veterinary medicine. Moving to Seoul meant a new chapter in your life.
And it meant you were closer to your best friend.
At first, it was difficult for Cheol to meet you but eventually he managed to find some time. As SEVENTEEN continued to grow and find more and more success, Cheol had less and less free time to meet with you in between your classes.
But you always managed to make it work.
Now, being the leader of a globally recognized k-pop group, Seungcheol wasn't as busy as before, trying to help make a name for his group, he was able to have a bit more freedom and also to see you more.
Of course, when you weren't busy with your own career.
After graduating, you managed to snatch a position at one of the busiest vet clinics in Hongdae. You were on a team of three vets, each with three of their own techs. It had a rather large client base but you weren't complaining. It paid the bills of your nice flat near Hongdae, overlooking the river.
It had been several weeks since you'd heard from and even longer since you'd seen Cheol at this point. You never tried to let it bother you before because you were adults now, not children. He had his own circle of friends and colleagues as did you.
But it hurt nonetheless when your notification would ping and it wasn't your best friend texting you or sending you some dumb meme. Your own messages to him had been left on read and of course that didn't mean anything with Cheol and you knew that. He was notorious for checking but not answering his messages.
You just tried to ignore the sad sinking feeling inside you as best as you could but sometimes, your brain got the better of you.
Like today for instance. It was a day like any other, nice weather, the city below your balcony was teeming with life, preparing for Seollal, but you couldn't be bothered to join them, even as the day turned into night and the city really came alive. You just sat wrapped up in your favorite blanket and your own self wallowing.
Your phone pinged again but you'd given up looking at it, instead engrossed in a small pint of Ben & Jerry's you'd saved in your freezer for your next inevitable breakup but decided to indulge a little sooner. And the fact that the expiration date was drawing nearer was not a deciding factor in your indulgence at all.
None whatsoever.
It was just after ten in the evening and you were about halfway through your pint of Chubby Hubby, ignoring the sporadic pings of your phone for the peanut buttery swirls of the frozen treat in your hands when there was a loud pounding knock at your front door.
You almost hadn't heard it but upon hearing it, you turned in your place on your balcony sofa and peered through the glass door.into your apartment. It was silent only for a moment before another loud banging could be heard.
You got up carefully, carrying your ice cream and spoon, blanket still draped over your shoulders as you crossed the floor quickly to see who had disturbed your date with Ben and Jerry.
Pressing the camera button on your intercom system revealed none other than your best friend, standing outside your door looking all sorts of worried and panicked.
Confused and bewildered, you set your ice cream and spoon down and unlocked the door, pulling it open enough to peer through the crack and into the hallway.
The expression on Seungcheol's face morphed from worry to relief upon seeing you. He pushed past the door, wrapping his arms around you, blanket and all, and engulfing you in a tight hug.
"Oh My God I was so worried!" he said, his words muffled by your blanket as he buried his face in your shoulder.
Still just as confused, you hugged him back, uncertain why he was acting as if you had died or something.
When he pulled back, he held you at arms length, looking over you quickly. "Why are you wearing a blanket?" he asked, eyebrows furrowing. "Are you cold? Do you have a fever? What's wrong?"
His words were all over the place, hands moving quickly as he felt your forehead, cheek, and checked to make sure you weren't physically ill.
"Cheol," you whined as he pulled you over to the kitchen island and made you sit down, readjusting your blanket. His eyes fell on the half eaten pint of Ben & Jerry's and the spoon lying beside it before they flitted back to you.
"Who is he?" he demanded. "I'm gonna hurt him."
You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "Calm down Rambo," you snorted. "There is no he," you added. Seungcheol pointed accusatively at the pint sitting on the white countertop, to which you shook your head.
"I'm not eating it cause I got dumped," you explained.
"Then why are you eating ice cream at ten-forty at night?" your best friend demanded.
You shrugged your shoulders. "I'm just a little sad," you replied softly. The stern expression on Seungcheol's face melted away as he took your hands in his. "Why are you sad?" he whispered, sitting across from you in the other bar stool at your kitchen island.
You shrugged your shoulders again, not meeting his gaze.
"Y/N," Seungcheol said, his voice a little louder and more demanding.
"It's nothing," you said, trying to pull away from your best friend but he was much stronger, having been in and out of the gym daily the past few years while you hadn't touched anything heavier than a house cat lately. Seriously, when did he get so strong?
"Y/N, you aren't going anywhere until you tell me why you're sad and why you've been ignoring me."
Wait… what? Ignoring him?
You looked up to meet his gaze finally.
"Ignoring you? I haven't been ignoring you," you replied.
Seungcheol looked around your apartment. "Where's your phone?" he asked. You nodded towards your balcony, lamenting the loss of his warmth as Seungcheol got up and walked over to the sliding glass door, opened it, and picked up your phone.
He returned, unlocking it with your pass code before checking your notifications. As he searched, he let out a groan and rolled his eyes.
"Did you mean to turn on 'Do Not Disturb' mode?" he asked, turning your phone towards you.
The notifications that you received earlier only came in from your boss and your mother. How had you not noticed that?? Oh, because you weren't looking at your phone the whole time.
You quickly grabbed your phone from Seungcheol and opened your chat thread with him to find many unread messages and even a few missed calls.
You let out a laugh, setting your phone on the counter and shook your head. "I think I accidentally switched it on at work the other day," you said as Seungcheol sat across from you again.
"I thought you were mad at me," he said, hanging his head and you shook yours. "I'm not," you replied. "Honestly, I thought maybe you were mad at me or something," you added, causing Seungcheol to snap his head up to look at you.
"You've been a little distant lately," you continued to explain but stopped when your best friend took your hands in his again.
"I promise I'm not mad or upset either. Work the last few weeks has been… intense to say the least. I've been so tired and stressed that I haven't been able to focus on anything else. I'm so sorry," he said softly, offering you a sincere smile and apology.
"Even if we don't talk for days, I’ll always be your best friend, Y/N," he added, squeezing your hands gently.
You returned the smile and nodded. Of course you'll always be best friends. Seungcheol said it himself. He'd never be able to find a better best friend than you and you'd never be able to find a better best friend than him.
"Now that we got that out of the way," Seungcheol said before dropping his smile and giving you a stern but bewildered look.
"Why the hell am I not included in your 'Do Not Disturb' exceptions list?"
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[17:06], Yunho, requested by @babiesanshine
╰┈➤ F13 “what did they do to you?”
summary: you come home to find your house a mess, your three girls nowhere in sight and in the middle of the chaos, your loving husband, Yunho, restrained and gagged
wc: 423
warnings: just sugary sweet fluff, dad!Yunho vs his three gremlin daughters, and a whole house wrecked by said gremlins who felt the need to restrain their father with their jump ropes and stuff a, thankfully clean, sock in his mouth ;-; poor Yunho
a/n: I’m so sorry this took forever to post, Gina. Hopefully this makes up for it. Also, dad!Yunho is the S O F T E S T concept ever!! Poor dad!Yunho
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Your eyes widened as you looked at the scene before you.
Your living room was trashed.
Toilet paper was strewn about everywhere. Dirt from your potted plants was smeared into the normally white carpet, your flowers and plants littered about the apartment, partially trampled.
The kitchen was absolutely wrecked.
Dishes lay covered in dirt and toilet paper. It looked as if the remnants of a cake had exploded all over the wall and fridge. The cat food that was usually put in the pantry was scattered all over the floor, the cats eating pieces they found.
The bathroom was… a mess.
The tub was full of soapy water and spilling onto the floor, the bath rug completely soaked and suds had been tracked all over the apartment.
And there, in the middle of it all was your loving husband, Yunho.
Poor, poor Yunho.
He was sitting in the middle of the living room, his arms pinned to his sides with… were those jump ropes? He was covered in what looked like marker stains, soap from the bathroom and dirt from the plants. His hair was a mess, a sock stuffed in his mouth, and his cheeks bright pink from being found in such an embarrassing situation.
You could hear giggling coming from the hall closet.
Ignoring the obviously hiding children in your main hall closet, you stepped over bits of the mess as you approached Yunho. Your poor, sweet, exhausted, and very dirty husband.
"What did they do to you?" you asked, half mortified that your normally sweet angels would do something so wicked to their daddy and half amused that your three girls were capable of such mischief.
You pulled the sock out of his mouth, relieved it was clean. At least they were that thoughtful.
Yunho immediately huffed out. "I don't know what's possessed them, but the moment you left the house, they've become little gremlins. I had no idea this is what you put up with all day!" he exclaimed. You burst into laughter as he helped untie him.
"They've never done this with me," you explain, shaking your head as you pulled the jump ropes binding him away from his arms and rubbed the red marks left behind. Yunho brushed the dirt off him to the best of his ability.
"What do we do?" he asked as he looked around at the trashed apartment. You stood straight and turned to the closet. "I think it's time to go hunting for gremlins," you said, looking up at your husband who gave you a smirk. "Time for some revenge."
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[15:12], Yunho, requested by @jay-scenarios
╰┈➤ A3 "I don't want material belongings! I want my heart back!"
summary: an intense fight between you and your boyfriend results in some pretty harsh words
wc: 681
warnings: angst, arguments, physical violence (throwing things, breaking stuff, but no one hits anyone), yunho cuts his hand, and one mention of blood
a/n: I am... so sorry. This took forever to get done but I'm glad I was able to finish it finally. Also, sorry it's pretty vague but it still hurt me a lot ):
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You sat at the dining table, head in your hands as you took deep breaths. Yunho stood in the middle of the living room which was once pristine. Vases were smashed, flower pots knocked over and the contents spilled everywhere, framed photos of the two of you were shattered, some of the pictures even torn. You glanced up at your boyfriend, noticing the cut on his hand, probably from smashing one of the photo frames.
You grabbed a towel from the kitchen counter and walked over to where he stood, tears in his eyes. You grabbed his hand gently, wiping the blood from his skin as you inspected the wound, making sure no glass was lodged inside. You wrapped the towel around his hand, tucking the end in.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered but he didn’t respond. You led him over to the dining table and sat him down while you moved to the kitchen and pulled the first aid kit out of one of the cabinets.
Looking back out over the trashed living room, you were surprised no one had called the police at this point. It started out as an argument over you returning home to visit family. Your grandparents were sick and not in the best shape so you were returning to be with them in case the worst happened. When Yunho asked how long you would be gone, you couldn’t give him a straight answer as you weren’t sure how long you would be gone.
He didn’t take this answer well. He let his anger get the better of him and soon the two of you were shouting at one another. He took a few jabs at your fidelity and you lost your temper, throwing a vase at him and missing him, only for it to shatter on the wall behind him.
The two of you went at it, breaking anything made of glass just to get mad at one another. When Yunho broke a frame holding a picture of the two of you in Tokyo on your anniversary and tore the photo in half, you felt your heart break in half.
“If that’s how you feel,” you started and he interrupted you with a shout. “It is how I feel!!” Hearing this felt like a stab to the heart and you tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. “Then maybe we shouldn’t be together!” you said, your voice breaking.
It was at that point you realized the pair of you had trashed the apartment and you sat at the table to calm down. Yunho didn’t move, instead watching you as you cried at the table, ignoring the pain in his hand.
You returned to him with the kit and set it on the table top, opening it and pulling out antiseptic and gauze. You removed the towel, not making eye contact but you could feel his eyes on your face and see him watching you from the corner of your eye.
You cleaned his wound, clicking your tongue. “You might need stitches,” you whispered before applying the antiseptic and wrapping his hand in the gauze and taping it in place with medical tape. You threw away the used supplies and closed the kit. As you turned away to put the first aid kit away, Yunho grabbed your hand gently.
You didn’t look down at him, but stopped in your tracks all the same. “I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he whispered. “I never should have said what I said,” he added. You could hear the break in his voice and you knew the tears you had seen earlier were finally spilling. You nodded. “I’m sorry, too,” you answered, moving to pull from his grip but he held you tighter.
“I’ll pay for any damages,” he added. “I’ll replace all the frames, even the vase, I’ll replace it all,” he said and you pulled your hand free from his. “I don’t want material belongings, Yunho!” you said, tears starting to form in your eyes. You looked down to meet his gaze.
“I want my heart back.”
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Kinkuary 27 Yeonjun — orgasm denial/edging // sex toys
➥ service top!Yeonjun x pillow princess!Reader
summary: Yeonjun loves to buy new toys to use on Y/N almost as much as he loves edging her.
wc: 3.9k
warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, established relationship, sexual content (minors dni!): mention and use of sex toys (mainly a glass dildo, wrist restraints, and a vibrating anal plug), slight marking, oral (f receiving), service top!Yeonjun, pillow princess!Reader, fingering (m receiving), anal play (m receiving), there isn't as much in this one but I hope I got everything but if I didn’t, please let me know!
a/n: its a tas late so sorry about that and ngl this was really hot and I loved writing every second of it! Thank you so much for reading, I hope you liked it! There will be more parts coming after this. All the late pieces will be posted between this and the final part and then Kinkuary will be over!
It’s been a wild month and I hope the last part will conclude the month for everyone! I'll be moving onto finishing the Tales from Camp Holiday Special and the timestamps from the new years & 6k event before finally starting Under Your Skin. If you havent seen the preview for UYS, you can read it here.
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When he first suggested using toys in the bedroom, Yeonjun never expected this. Now looking over the spread on your shared bed, he was wondering who would be on the receiving end tonight.
"What do you mean toys?" you asked, eyeing your boyfriend suspiciously as you made breakfast. Yeonjun, who was sitting at the kitchen island, shrugged as if he hadn't just brought up wanting to introduce adult toys in your sex life at approximately 830 on a Thursday morning.
"What kind of toys?" You asked after a beat of silence, flipping the eggs in the frying pan so they wouldn't burn. "You know," Yeonjun answered softly. "The usual kind."
You let out a sigh. "No, I don't know," you replied, cheeks burning with embarrassment. While sex was nothing new between the two of you, sex toys were another story entirely.
You had almost no experience when it came to toys of the adult variety. You'd purchased a dildo one time but found it extremely daunting and were too scared to use it and subsequently tossed it out when you did a deep cleanse of your apartment.
That was before Yeonjun entered your life and if you were being honest, he was more than enough. You didn't feel like you needed toys, even when he was on tour. Being patient and waiting until he returned made the sex even better in your opinion.
Now that he was suggesting to use toys, you thought maybe he felt like you weren't enough. Like he needed more.
"Do…" your words failed you as you tried to ask. Yeonjun looked up to see the pained look on your face and thought maybe you'd hurt yourself. He got up but the next words that came out of mouth hit him like a punch to the gut.
"Do I not satisfy you or something?"
He didn't miss the waver in your voice as you tried to hold it together. "Oh baby, that's not that I meant," he said, rushing to your side quickly. He turned the burner off and took your face in his hands, tilting your head to look him in the eyes.
"You're more than enough baby," he explained, pressing a kiss to your forehead first then your lips. "I just want to try something new. I think it could be fun," he added, nuzzling your nose with his.
"Please don't think this means I don't think you satisfy me. You do, I promise," he continued, pulling you into a crushing hug. "I think using toys could be really fun, especially with each other."
You sniffled softly before hugging him back. "O-okay," you answered quietly. "But I don't know anything about them," you added. Yeonjun hummed in response. "I don't know much either but we can learn together," he replied, kissing your forehead.
"It'll be fun, I promise."
You'd both sat down together to look at websites with a wide range of toys, read countless articles and then, for 'added excitement' as your boyfriend called it, you separately bought from the website.
Your face was burning the entire time you added items to your cart, removing them and then adding them back as your indecisiveness took over. Finally, you settled on the agreed upon number of toys.
"We'll each pick four. We may not use them all at once, but I think it'll be nice to have a selection," Yeonjun explained as you sat at the dining table, each on your phones on the website.
You had picked some smaller items after Yeonjun told you to stay away from the vibrators and dildos as he was going to take care of those. You settled for a baby pink ball gag, a pink set of restraints before your eye was caught by the 'for him' section.
You opened it before you could stop yourself.
You scanned through the options, finding a lot more than you expected but you found something promising. You and Yeonjun had mainly discussed toys for you, not him but the moment you saw the cock ring with attached vibrating anal plug, you didn't know what came over you and before you knew it you added it along with a 4 piece anal training set to your cart.
That with the restraints and gag were your four items and you were done, burning with embarrassment from your purchase but hopeful that Yeonjun was right and this would be fun.
It took only a few days for your purchases to arrive and the two of you decided date night would be a perfect chance to test the new items. While you waited for Yeonjun to come home, you got ready, taking a shower and making sure to clean yourself up.
Afterwards, you put on a lingerie set you saved for special occasions and threw on a simple oversized sweater to hide what you wore underneath.
You still had some time to kill so you opened your package and inspected the items before cleaning them and adding batteries to the vibrating plug. Something about it really made you want Yeonjun to pick it later tonight.
Once you finished, you hid your selection back in the box before waiting for your boyfriend to finally arrive home. He brought with him dinner and apologized for running late, he wanted to shower after practice first. You told him you didn't mind as you pulled plates out of the cabinet for the food.
Nestled on the couch with your food and drinks, the two of you settled in and watched a movie while you ate. He'd gone out of his way to pick up some food from your favorite chicken place this time and you reminded yourself to reward him later.
After dinner and the movie ended, the two of you cleaned up, putting away any leftovers and putting the dishes in the washer. While you were wiping down the counter, you felt your boyfriend’s hands on your hips as he pressed against you from behind.
"You smell really nice," he murmured, lips leaving light kisses along your neck. "I took a shower earlier," you answered, shivering slightly as his breath tickled your skin. "Hmm, without me?" he joked, pressing into you, his hardening cock grinding against your ass.
You let out a soft breathy moan, tilting your head to the side to let him mark and kiss your neck as his hands gripped your sweater, pulling the fabric up to reveal your lacy underwear.
Yeonjun cursed under his breath, grinding harder against you. "You planned this, didn't you?" he groaned, his hands dropping your sweater and moving up to grab your breasts over the thick material, making you moan louder.
Without speaking, Yeonjun turned you quickly to face him, lips crashing against yours as his hands reached down to your thighs. Your arms went around his neck, aiding him in lifting you onto the counter as his lips moved down your neck.
"I need this off," he groaned, pulling away to lift your sweater, pulling it off and letting it drop to the ground as he took in the sight of what was on underneath.
The blue and lavender ombre lace was a perfect contrast to your skin. The cup of the bra had thin straps connecting from the middle of the bra and curving up over your breasts to connect to the straps holding the bra up.
The panties were the same blue and lavender ombre with scalloped edges and a small bow with a tiny silver heart charm in the middle of the waistband. A similar silver heart charm dangled from the middle of the bra cups. It was a set Yeonjun had bought you for your birthday and you had worn for him on his.
It was hands down your favorite set but more importantly, it was also your boyfriend's favorite set.
Yeonjun groaned, grabbing your hips and dropping his head onto your shoulder. "You're gonna kill me," he whined before standing upright. You smiled, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth as Yeonjun cupped your face. "You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered, thumb pulling your lip from between your teeth.
Your words were cut off as he kissed you again, your lips parting and letting his tongue explore your mouth. You loved the way Yeonjun kissed you, whether it was just a small peck like he did when he was on his way out the door or like now, messy and full of tongue. He'd shown you time and time again he knew how to use his mouth for more than just singing or rapping.
"We should probably take this to the bedroom," Yeonjun mumbled when he finally pulled away to breathe. You nodded, cheeks flushed and arousal pooling in your panties.
Yeonjun pulled you from the counter, keeping you steady as you landed on your feet before taking your hand and leading you to the bedroom. You giggled as he tripped in his haste and moaned when he pushed you against the wall, kissing you again.
"You're so eager," you noted as his lips left yours, kissing down your neck again. You felt his hand sneak between your bodies, pressing the fabric of your panties against your slick center.
"I'm not the only one," he answered back with a smirk.
"Bedroom," you reminded him as he nipped at your jaw. "Right."
Yeonjun dragged you into the bedroom, over to the bed where he promptly lifted you and dropped you quickly, climbing on top of you as you giggled, a grin on his face as he hovered over you.
"Did you clean your toys?" you asked suddenly, sitting up and pushing Yeonjun back. His eyes squinted before widening. "Shit, no," he said rolling off the bed and onto the floor with a curse, mak8jg you laugh as he got to his feet clumsily and hurried to grab the box with his name on it and rush into the bathroom.
You waited patiently on the bed while he ran the toys under the faucet, adding ample amounts of cleaner before rinsing them and shutting off the water.
You climbed off the bed ro grab your box and hurried back as he reappeared.
"You got off the bed," he accused as he entered the room. You nodded with a cheeky grin. "I had to grab my box!" You said, holding your box up to show him.
Yeonjun rolled his eyes but said nothing as he climbed onto the bed, setting a plain pink towel on top of the sheets. "One at a time?" he asked, looking at you. With a smile and a nod, you played rock paper scissors for who would have to go first.
Yeonjun lost with a groan but opened the box and pulled out the first of his four purchases.
It was a beautiful clear and pink glass dildo with a heart on one end. He set it aside and nodded towards your box. "Your turn," he said, practically bouncing with excitement.
You chose to pull out the restraints first. Yeonjun eyed them, reaching forward to grab them from you. "These are… unexpected," he said as he inspected them. "Well," you started softly, playing with your fingers before continuing.
"I like it when you pin my arms above my head, so I thought these could mimic that. Then you'd have two free hands," you explained. Yeonjun smirked, setting the restraints aside and leaned forward to kiss you. "You're so cute," he cooed, taking your face in his hands.
"Junnie!" you whined as he squished your cheeks. "It's your turn," you tried to change the subject. Yeonjun sighed and reluctantly withdrew to pull the neck item out of his box. Your eyes widened upon seeing it.
The fluffy pink fur nearly obscured the small silver plug attached to the base of a luxurious cat tail. "I don't know," Yeonjun said, trying to explain his thought process. "I just really liked the color and thought it would look really cute on you. Well, I guess 'in' you is more accurate," he added.
Your cheeks burned as he set the tail aside and motioned for you to continue. You decided to grab the training set and show it off next. Yeonjun whistled as you set it down and blushed furiously, an action that made him chuckle and lean forward to kiss your cheek.
The next item out of his box was a headband with match ears for the tail. "It's a set," he explained, putting the ears on himself first. You giggled as he looked at you with a wide grin. "They're really pretty," you commented as he took the headband off and set the ears aside.
You chose to show off the gag you'd purchased. Yeonjun nearly choked on his own spit when you pulled it out. "Obviously I don't think we'd use this right away, but I like the color and you know how loud I can get sometimes." Yeonjun said nothing as you set the gag on the towel with the other items. He pulled his final item out and you nearly did a double take.
He had produced a dildo unlike anything you'd ever seen.
It was long and had a somewhat average girth. It was white and light blue marbled with a baby pink base. The shaft was textured with what looked like suction cups, the tip pointed and the entire length curved backwards slightly.
Aesthetically, it was probably the prettiest dildo you'd ever seen but the texture was as horrifying as it was confounding. You'd never seen anything like it.
"Trust me," Yeonjun started. "I know it looks intimidating, but I checked the measurements and it's not much different than me. The differences are the color and the texture," he continued.
"If you don't want to use it right away, we don't have to. I just really liked how it looked. All the others look the same. They all look like dicks and this… this is so unique." You leaned forward, kissing him on the lips and interrupting his rambling. "I'll keep an open mind."
Yeonjun smiled, relief washing over him as he set the toy aside and waited for your last one.
You suddenly felt nervous and wished you'd already shown it to him.
Sensing your unease, Yeonjun set the now empty box aside and took your hand in his. "It's okay," he reassured you. "Nothing can be weirder than the actual tentacle dildo I bought."
You laughed and took a deep breath before pulling the final item out.
Yeonjun had been shocked by your purchases before, but now he was confused as he looked at the item in your hands, taking it slowly. "What is it?" he asked, making you laugh at the sheer confusion on his face.
"It's a cock ring," you said softly. The confusion melted immediately, replaced with the shock you expected. "And this??" he asked, wiggling the anal plug. "A vibrating anal plug," you answered, laughing again as his jaw dropped. "A plug... for me?"
You nodded, giggling as his cheeks turned pink. "I uh… wasn't e-expecting that," he coughed as he set the item aside. "We don't have to use it," you said, mimicking his words. "I just couldn't stop thinking about it." Yeonjun glanced down at the items, eyes landing on the anal training set. "Is that why you bought this?"
You shook your head. "Not really," you answered. "I've always wanted to try anal, you know that." Your voice was soft as you spoke, making Yeonjun smirk as he watched your face flush. "We can definitely do that," he commented, making you look up.
"Really?" you asked, your eyes shining with excitement.
"Of course," Yeonjun answered. "I need you to do something for me first," he continued, looking stern for a second, making your eyes widened in shock and confusion at his sudden change in demeanor.
"W-what's that?" you asked, gulping as he leaned forward.
"Gimme your hands," Yeonjun said, holding one of his hands out for you to place both your hands in. "First things first," he continued, grabbing the pink restraints.
"I'm gonna bind your wrists and pin them down," he said as he started doing just that, placing your wrists in the restraints and tightening them just enough so you couldn't escape but not so tight they were u comfortable.
He then guided you to lie back, pinning your hands above your head as his lips kissed down your neck. "Keep your hands up there, baby girl," he whispered before continuing to kiss down your body, hands ghosting over your skin as he kissed down your stomach.
"You won't be needing these," he said softly, pulling your panties which were glistening with your arousal down your legs and setting them aside. As he settled between your thighs, taking your hips in his hands and locking his lips, Yeonjun glanced up to meet your gaze. "I want you to count," he said simply.
"C-count what?" you stammered, cheeks burning under his gaze.
"I want you to count how many times I make you cum with my tongue."
You lost track some time after the fourth or fifth orgasm.
Yeonjun had gotten two out of you before he finally started using the toys you'd both gotten. He was so entranced by the way your cunt took the glass dildo and even more so at being able to see through the clear glass and getting a small glimpse inside at your walls.
It was odd but also extremely erotic for him. The way your back arched off the mattress as he drove the toy into you repeatedly. He had the perfect view and he wouldn't regret the decision to bring this up and bring something new to your sex lives.
Although he wanted to use the plug tail and ears he chose to keep it simple tonight, just using the restraints and this one dildo on you. He would have been content to use just these but then you just had to bring it up. The last item you'd shown him.
As he got rid of his clothes, you brought it up.
"Do you want to try it?" you asked softly as he looked down at you, lying bare before him and almost totally at his mercy. He glanced sideways at the toy and then back at you.
He just knew he was going to regret this.
"Okay."
He'd taken his time to undo your hands, trying to stall as long as possible. It wasn't that he didn't want to do it. He was just… nervous. He'd never ever had anything put inside him other than at doctors appointments or physicals so doing this now was throwing him off. He waited as you opened the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube you kept on hand just in case.
Yeonjun waited as you moved behind him and urged him to bend over. He sighed and did as you asked, bracing himself. "You have to relax, Junnie," you reminded him. He nodded and waited but instead of the toy, he felt your finger instead.
It was cold and wet but it surprisingly didn't hurt. It was just weird. It was the first time he'd experienced this but it was the first time he'd had a sexual partner's finger inside him.
He let out a deep breath as you slowly worked your finger inside your boyfriend, concentrating on not hurting him. "I'm gonna add-" you started but Yeonjun shook his head. "Just do it, baby," he said quickly. "If I think too much, I'll change my mind."
The second finger was much more uncomfortable. It still wasn't painful, just really weird. At least until your fingers moved, the pads of your fingers pushing against the inside of his walls, making his head drop and a low moan to escape his lips.
You froze, fingers stilling before you repeated the action, causing your boyfriend to moan again. "Stop teasing me," he whined. "Just put the plug in and get it over with." You shook your head. "Not yet," you answered, ignoring his whines as you continued to scissor your fingers the same way he did when he was preparing you to take his cock for the first time.
"Fuck," Yeonjun hissed as your fingers continued to wiggle and squirm. "Does it hurt?" you asked, pausing momentarily but when he shook his head, you continued fingering and scissoring his hole for a few more minutes. "I think that should be enough," you said more to yourself than to Yeonjun as you pulled your fingers out and wiped them on the towel before grabbing the cock ring.
"I think it needs to go over this first," you said softly as you slowly slipped the ring over the tip of his cock. "Here," Yeonjun said, taking over and sliding the ring down his shaft. "And then these," you added, blushing as he followed your instruction, slipping the second ring over his balls before handing the plug to you.
"Just… be careful," Yeonjun said as you coated the plug with lube. "I'll go slow," you confirmed as you pressed the tip against his hole and slowly pushed it in. "Just breathe," you reminded as his breath hitched. You heard him exhale slowly and pushed the plug in.
It wasn't huge and it slid in easily. Once it was fully in, Yeonjun let out a moan as you sighed in relief. "You okay?" you asked softly. "Just get back over here," he replied. You obliged, settling back down on your back but not before grabbing your phone.
"What are you doing?" Yeonjun asked, eyes wide. "Turning the vibrator on," you answered as you opened the app. Yeonjun was about to answer but the sudden vibration against his prostate made him lose all conscious thought, a moan escaping as he dropped to his hands. You shut the vibrator off and looked up at him.
"Y-you can't just sneak it up on me like that," he mumbled. "Too much?" you asked, pouting when he nodded. You looked at the app on your screen and turned the number down to 1 before turning it on. "What about that?" you asked.
The light buzz of the vibrator was much less noticeable but still enjoyable as Yeonjun regained his focus. "That's a lot better," he said as he shook his head, sitting upright and hooking his hands under the backs of your knees, pulling you closer.
"Don't look so smug," he said as he took his length in his hand and lined the tip with your slit. "You may not even be able to focus when I start fucking you," he added, pushing into you slowly, both your eyes sliding shut as your warm walls enveloped his cock.
You pressed the plus sign on your phone screen, increasing the vibration by one. Yeonjun let out a low moan, head dipping as he lost his focus for a moment.
"Remind me to buy you a vibrator next time."
"If you keep increasing the speed on that, I'm not gonna last," he said, grabbing your hips and thrusting into you, making you cry out as he set a steady rhythm, thrusting into you, trying to focus on the feeling of your cunt gripping his cock and not the vibrating plug in his ass.
Your walls clenched around him again. "Then I guess it's a race to see who cums first," you moaned as your boyfriend snapped his hips forward, meeting his gaze as a smirk formed on his face.
"Let the game begin."
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🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞
♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut
✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed
— oneshots
»» Tales from Camp: One Time at Band Camp ♧
➥ 2.5k; Jihoon admired Y/N’s natural talent to play the saxophone but what he admired even more was her ability to make his heart nearly stop when she sneaks into his cabin every night.
»» Mean Something ♧
➥ 8.3k; Jihoon attends Seungkwan's choir event and runs into Y/N. At her insistence, they meet up for drinks after the show.
»» Did You Hear That? ♤
➥ 9k; Being dead sucked. That much you were certain of. What sucked even more was being trapped in the place you died. After months of being lonely, haunting your old apartment, some new tenants move in.
»» Did You See That? ♤
➥ 18.1k; After discovering that Y/N isn't dead but actually in a coma, Jihoon is determined to get her spirit back into her body. What neither he nor Y/N are prepared for is what happens when she finally does wake up.
»» Kinkuary: dacryphilia + overstimulation ♧
➥ 1.8k; Jihoon hates it when his girlfriend cries… unless she's crying because he's making her feel so good it hurts.
— drabbles
»» In the Studio ♧
➥ 1.7k; Jihoon has been having a hard time lately trying to finish everything for the new Seventeen album by the deadlines given to him. You notice that he’s been spending so much time in the studio so you decide to surprise him and drop by with some food.
— series
»» Crossing the Threshold ♧
➥ 45k; Y/N and Jihoon have been friends since they were children. When she helps him move into a new apartment and meets his new neighbors, tension rises between her best friend and the man living next door who seems to have his sights set on her: Yoon Jeonghan.
— timestamps
»» [02:47] ♡
➥ 405; you tried to wait up for Jihoon but he came home late
»» [02:14] ♡
➥ 952; you walk through the rainy city to bring your boyfriend pizza and beer to cheer him up
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Since I’ve reached a milestone, I thought I would do something fun and came up with this timestamp event! See more below the cut! ~K
The way this is going to work is you send me a time (if you are using 12 hour format, please specify am or pm or I will choose for you), a member (two at most), and a number from the list (and please specify which list.). You may send more than one number but no more than 3, just to keep the timestamps short.
✧𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫✧
➯ s𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯
➯ 𝘈𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻
➯ 𝘋𝘢𝘺6
➯ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘒𝘪𝘥𝘴
➯ 𝘕𝘊𝘛
✧𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭✧
“I don’t want to feel this way anymore.”
“My heart tells me to kiss you, my head tells me to walk away.”
“I don’t want material belongings! I want my heart back!”
“Until you can return the time I wasted on you, I don’t want anything to do with you.”
“Don’t call me, I don’t want any contact with you.”
“It’s not working out. We’re not working out.”
“I’m not sure why you’re still here, I’ve already made my decision”
“It’s not like I love you or anything”
“I never should’ve said that…”
“We were a mistake”
“I miss how things used to be”
“This is all your fault”
“Why did you lie to me?”
“Get out”
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?”
“I can’t believe that you trusted me, let alone fell in love with me”
“How could you do this to yourself?”
“I thought that I loved you”
“Oh, shut up! I’m sick of hearing your voice”
“So…you really just…hate me?”
✧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟✧
“Stars pale in comparison to you.”
“All I want is to sleep by your side.
“My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.”
“I didn’t get soaked wet through walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”
“I’ll follow you anywhere”
“But I’ll make you sick!”
“Why do you want me?”
“You make me smile”
“Will you marry me?”
“What if someone finds out about us?”
“I can’t believe you remembered!”
“It’s way too cold out here, come with me”
“What did they do to you?”
“Talk to me about it”
“You’re so cute when you pout!”
“Shut up and kiss me”
“The way I feel when I’m with you is unlike anything else I’ve ever felt before”
“I couldn’t imagine my future without you now that I have you.”
“This existence would mean little without you.”
“Everything about you is amazing to me.”
✧𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲✧
“What do you mean you’re sick?! You’re my partner in crime!”
“Everyone’s out on dates, want to each ice cream and binge watch (insert TV show/movie).”
“I’m here for you. I got your back.”
“Thank God for the internet. I don’t know how I’d live without you.”
“I’m the pun-master, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.”
“No one understands the effort of a long distance friendship.”
“They don’t approve of our friendship, but I don’t need them too.”
“In the end we migrate towards comfort. I am my most comfortable around you.”
“Why date when you can spend the night with me watching shitty TV and drinking.”
“Even if we don’t talk for days, I’ll always be your best friend.”
“You can take as many breaks as you need.”
“Friendships can be difficult, but those that survive are magical ones.”
“You know I will be with you forever. Friends until the end.”
“If they try to keep us apart, they’re idiots.”
“Soulmates don’t have to be romantic. Sometimes your soul resonates with a friend.”
✧𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭✧
“What? Does that feel good?”
“Don’t act so innocent, I heard you”
“I need you”
“It’s sir, understood?”
“Show me how you like to be touched”
“Have you never been touched like this before?”
“Stop biting your lip”
“I’m going to have you screaming by the end of the night”
“What do you mean you’ve never cum from sex?”
“Come here. I’ll show you how to make yourself feel good”
“Can you help me with the zipper”
“Don’t make me pull over - that’s it”
“Scream for me. I want everyone to know how good I make you feel”
“I want you to fill me up, until I can’t take it anymore.”
“Only if you use your tongue.”
“All I need is five minutes and two fingers.”
“I want to be the only one you feel.”
“You’re so hard.” “Only for you baby.”
“Your panties are soaked already.”
“Sit on my face.”
“Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”
“Lay back and touch yourself, I’d like to watch”
“Let me touch you”
“Baby…you need me that badly?”
“We can’t do this here! What if someone sees?”
“I want you”
“I cannot possibly focus with your damn hand in my-”
“You look so good on your knees”
“You’re mine”
“I promise I’ll be gentle”
The main point of this is to celebrate a milestone and have fun! So send in your requests and I’ll leave this open for a week! You have until Saturday Feb 1st @ 22:00 to send in your requests and afterwards, I will close the event and start working on requests and posting them! Thank you for participating and I can’t wait to see what you all come up with! ~K
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hello hello! i was wondering for your timestamp event do you have any restrictions when it comes to requested member's age? 😊
Yes! So, I won't do smut for:
Maknae line of SKZ
Jongho from Ateez
Or NCT Dream.
I'm just not comfortable writing smut for them.
Fluff and angst are fine!
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Wait so the requests are closed rn?????
Requests for timestamps are open! They opened today. They close Saturday, February 1st.
As far as requests for anything else, those are closed permanently. I'm just doing a timestamp event to celebrate reaching a milestone on this blog!
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