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Fix Me Softly. | L.DH

— Prologue: “Open wide pretty girl will ya?”

— Summary: Your best friend has the most dirtiest thoughts about you and he isn’t shy about sharing them with you.

— Genre: Himbo Haechan. Haechan’s literally the most perverted person in this fic. There’s just something about unhinged Haechan who’s a sex maniac tbh. Switch!hyuck. DUB-CON. Oral (fem receiving) and throat fucking (male receiving). Unprotected sex. Haechan is obsessed with y/n thighs. Face riding. Pinning. Cum-play. Hickeys. Possessive Haechan.

— Notes: Sex Obsessed Haechan >>>

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There’s one person you won’t ever understand.

That person being your best friend Haechan.

He was like someone out of another world, when he’s with you Haechan knows zero boundaries. He knows zero social cues. When you are around him Haechan is almost like a wild-animal.

“God you’re so pretty when you study. I want to kiss you so bad Y/n.” He wasn’t shy at all even though he’s meant to be doing this working assignment with you in your bedroom, he was too distracted by your serious face watching the laptop.

You’re trying your best to not give out a reaction considering that Haechan actually enjoys having you hear his dirty thoughts about you all the freaking time. Every minute you guys are together there was not a single moment where he doesn’t tell you how much he wants to fuck you.

You frown looking over at him. “Did you finish your assignment yet or are you here to disturb me?”

Seeing Haechan watching you so intensely it’s almost as if he was already imagining himself wanking off to you while he sees your serious face. He loves it when you scold him too.

Haechan pouts a bit. “No I didn’t finish the assignment. You’re too distracting.”

You sigh. “I told you if you won’t take this seriously I won’t invite you back to my bedroom.”

“But I want you so bad, you can’t do this to me. Please just one kiss and I’ll focus that’s all it takes for me to focus on our college assignment.”

You’re in disbelief at your best friend. Haechan has always had this thing about you. He enjoys your presence and your company. You’re attractive and he just so happens to be attracted to his best friend. Haechan doesn’t even want to hide it how much he is attracted to you.

Sometimes he would lean to kiss you and you would move your head to push him away. Sometimes in class he wants to touch your thigh so badly so he does it and you slap his hand away.

“I really have the urge to take off my jeans and have you take my cock in your mouth right now…” he whispers, as if this was a very casual thing to say to a friend right now.

At times you’re the one rejecting him and telling him to keep his annoying thoughts away because he feels like you don’t believe him when he says how much he wants to fuck you. How much he wants to take a taste of your pussy or the fact that he actually wants to kiss your tempting little pretty lips.

“You’re such a pervert.” You mutter mockingly while he leans in to kiss you on your mouth but you move your face away.

He whines when you moved away from his lips just about when he was going to touch them.

Haechan curls his fingers on your sleeve that you’re wearing. You glare at him now that you see how much he was giving you those puppies eyes.

“Ahh Y/n please one kiss won’t hurt you.”

You can’t believe him but sometimes you really do have the urge to shut him up by kissing him so he could just do the work.

“Shut up and do your work already.” You huff. How do you fix your best friend? You have no idea how to fix Haechan at all.

Haechan draws shapes on your arms with his fingers while watching you. The black hair with white stripes in them make him look edgy but in a way the edgy clothes and style he has makes him attractive. You do admit your friend here was very attractive and he probably has many pros to himself.

But the only side thing is that Haechan wants to have your mouth stuffed full of his meat in your mouth and you’re unstable to process that image in your head.

The fingers with black nail polish on them softly tan down from your forearm to your thighs now to draw shapes on there.

You stare at him while he keeps the eye contact back. For a moment you’re just watching each other in complete silence.

He wasn’t doing his work, and you’re rocking with the fact that there won’t be any work done between you guys at all.

“Please Y/n one kiss… I’m begging you.”

Haechan whispers to your ears with his soft whining voice sounding almost like whimpers that makes your skin crawl.

You’re tempted to just do it so you can get on with the college work honestly.

You glare forward with your hand reaching out grabbing a hold of his chin and slowly lean in kissing him roughly for a second or two. You pull away and leave your hand on his chin. You saw the boy gasp and how much he enjoyed it he was moaning by a single touch of your hand on his skin, and a single small kiss took half of his breath away.

Haechan was craving more now that he knows how your lips feel on his. He leans closer and takes a longer kiss on your mouth without you noticing. You’re now kissing Haechan, trapped in a kiss he puts on your body while crawling on top of you with his running hands down to your waist.

The laptop was pushed aside and you’re kissing him back feeling your senses shut you down. Haechan’s tongue roams across your own walls while he was kissing you. Exploring your sweet lingering mouth that he’s been fantasying about for so long.

It feels so artful to have you spread out on your bed in your dorm room with clothes coming off so gracefully leaving your figure looking empty until Haechan pressed forward his heart-shape mouth dangerously trailing down to your dainty collarbones, upwards your neck leaving marks on your tidy skin. It made you look like a toy in his eyes, but you’re now his toy to be played with. You belong to him now, because the sight of those love bites were a bright reddish colour spreading right up and down your throat angle.

Adding the adept hands between your thighs, he squeezed your inner thigh before rubbing it up and down. The small caresses has your fuzzy mind overflowing out a cracking hole out of nowhere, and the area on your panties were soaking by the time he was gazing you with such a high maintenance look behind those eyes, that tell you you’re not going anywhere.

So clean and cunning. The growing shaft in those tights jeans of his was hardening by the sight of your open legs where he ran down a single finger down to your clothed clit.

You moan on the outside, despite trying to mentally keep your own noises away from reality. You’re here staring Haechan down as he admires your leakage patch on your panties.

“Oh Y/n…you’re so wet for me. I always knew you wanted me but you were playing hard to get. You’re such a minx.” He coos with a growling tease.

Looking at your dumbfounded expression when he said this. Haechan leans down to your ears kissing it. “You’re such a whore, I knew you were lying to me. Rejecting me all this time.” His hands squeeze your hips as he lifts you up on the bed a little.

You mumble a few trails of sighs when Haechan suddenly swapped your positions with you on his lap while he was leaning back casually. Expression on his face tells you he wants something from you and you’re bound to give it to him. It was a fact and not a choice here, and your stomach had this strange fluttering knot deep inside telling you to do it.

He leers mockingly. “Why don’t you let me have a taste of your pussy, Y/n?”

Brushing over his hands on your thighs up and down as you shiver when hearing his words, your voice comes out so tiny and small compared to Haechan’s voice and his intimidating eyes. The black eyeliner on the waterline makes his black eyes so much more magnetic and the black painted fingertips brushing down the skin on your thighs, you could dissolve like crazy from how good his touches feel.

The question was rather sounding like a statement more than an actual question.

You knew deep down the rhetoric answer for him when he moved up to your ass behind groping it pulling your body up only a bit so your thighs welcome the sight of your pussy above him. Haechan pushed aside the wet patch on your panties on the side and then, a grounding slithering wetness of a warm wetness covers your womanhood. Haechan is almost like a starved maniac, coating your cunt with his warm saliva with extreme motions. Circling down the tip of his tongue inside your walls only to pull away and press down even more force of his lips on your own tempting lips down below.

It was wet and sloppy just like how Haechan liked it. He loves hearing your body jolt with each movements because you don’t know what else to expect from the eccentric sex maniac underneath you eating you out.

You don’t know what he will do next, but all you can think about was how skilled Haechan was at eating you out while you’re pressing your thighs on the sides of his face and shoulders. Your toes were curling up with each stroke of his gliding tongue.

He growls against your mound while tightly digging the fingernails in your thick thighs.

“Roll your hips for me baby, please.” It sounded so desperate when Haechan rasps out below your sensitive parts.

It was a demand too. Springing the hips backwards and forward around in all sorts of motion you’re realising the increasing pleasure of your own body, driving down a road. The boy underneath you was nothing more than just a hungry wild animal growling against your wet slit running down his chin.

You’re releasing out your moans without a single thought able to be processed; it’s like every single braincell you had was now no longer existing.

Knot in your stomach was heavy, like a threatening ticking bomb ready to combust.

Haechan loves how you are riding his face now to your own pace that became extremely fast when the pleasure you felt became so much more intense than the high you’ve received from him previously. Dragging down the black painted fingernails on your thighs you’re grunting when you feel Haechan sucking on your clit. Abusing it.

Pressuring on your clit sucking on it with his plum heart-shape lips, as well as vibrating his grunting noises that he can’t contain. You taste absolutely heavenly to not comment on.

He fantasise too much about you. Too long he waited for this moment you’d give in to his shenanigans. It’s been far too long.

One point in his life Haechan was convinced that he cannot be fixed by anyone. The obsession he has with you wasn’t something ordinary.

But here you are Fixing Him Softly by letting him have a taste of you, letting him eat you out like the silly whore you are. Oh how the tables have turned. You ended up rejecting him for so long only to end up in this vulnerable position.

“That’s right, you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Haechan affirms with a domineering tone that creates goosebumps on your skin.

You’re nodding your head. “Fuck— Yes…! I’m right there…”

“Fuckfuckfuck—“ you gasp.

Undertook by the coming heat happening in between your spreading legs you are nipping at your bottom lip as broken incomplete moans break out. Haechan sucks on the sensitive side part of your pussy finally eager to taste your running juices that are dripping all the way down his chin and neckline. You’re holding your own hanging mouth as the heat on your face creates this flush, as if you were sick. You’re unable to see or breathe for a long moment or two. It leaves behind this scorching ember burning in your stomach.

Quicker strokes pull out of you as Haechan was groaning when your thighs tenderly pushed and squeeze around his face, while he rubs down his hand on your bare back.

“Such a filthy slut, that’s right take all of it.” He said with heavy groans coming out as if he held his breath in when the taste of his tongue remains. “Mmm, I love this perfect pussy of yours.”

He was so drunk on you. Drunk of your taste.

The growing number in his pants was due to take place when he looks back at your feverish face. You look so intoxicated, as if he made you this way.

Grabbing on your body the hands creep at your back while the place changes. You’re moving when you see him standing up over the bed dropping down the thick layer of jeans down, along with the boxers. He saw your eyes widen immediately when you saw the shaft spring up looking so wide and big.

Eyes lurches down to his cock threatening you by standing up against his perfectly flat and tone stomach. The beautiful tan on his body makes you salivate and drool. You cannot hold back when your eyes crawl higher up to take a look at Haechan who was smirking.

He purrs. “Open wide pretty girl will ya?” Brushing his fingers under your chin stroking it, you shiver as you feel your cheeks heat up.

You weren’t expecting the sight of him to be this ethereal.

Your voice comes out hushed. “Mm Haechan…” As the round ball shaped tip pressed by your mouth. He purposely teased your mouth by making his large tip poke but not go in your mouth at all.

The tip pulls at your lower lip and you whine when he was now deciding to be such a tease.

“Hurry up.” You demand with your stern eyes, loving that you’re now getting more demanding and less shy.

“Nuhuh baby, i give commands here.”

Haechan wants to see what you’d do if he continued to be as bratty as he is now. You’re waiting for him to give you the next move but he was staying still.

Biting his bottom lip when you glare at him. There’s no way you’ll let him boss you around when you’re this needy to have a taste of him now.

Pulling your palm over the shaft you grab it forward pushing the very fine thickly round shaped tip inside your warming mouth. Haechan wasn’t expecting you to be this quick with your reflexes. He didn’t see this coming. To watch you take slight control of the situation by pulling his entire length inside your mouth. You let him overfill your space.

It feels so damn good though.

He bit his bottom lip, raspy husked speaking out as his hands brushed your hair into a messy half-tried ponytail. “Goddamn baby…didn’t know you had that in you.”

Shifting between teasing you and sounding so heavenly under you. Haechan was enjoying the sight of your head bopping up and down — you took him so seriously and perfectly in your small mouth. Despite the large size, you managed to reach down to his very end.

You make him limp with each stroke your tongue rolls against wrapping your saliva and own slipping tongue like a blanket on his cock.

Stuffing you full but you don’t seem to mind when Haechan was moaning vocally.

He was very open about you knowing every— and you mean every trailing dirty thought he has in his brain right now.

“Shit. You look so much better with my cock stuffing you full. I bet you love this don’t you?” His tongue licks his bottom lip. “Am I right?”

Brushing fingers in the messy ponytail behind your head so he could see the full show you put on while your kitten licks turn to strokes.

You moan a sweet hum against the shaft as you’re trailing down your lips even more.

The tension only grows as you’re sucking him so much Haechan can barely stay still. You’re making him physical weak on the knees and he can’t stay still when you’re practically sucking him dry.

Haechan thrusts forward the hips. Whenever it got so much you’re dragging down his cock into your throat so the thick mushroom tip was banging the back of your mouth, as you deep throat him, Haechan couldn’t help but want more deep ness and he became greedy.

Hips thrust even more and more into your face making all sorts of gagging sounds come out while Haechan’s black hair with soft white streaks became messy hanging down his eyes while the dark gaze was watching you take everything he gave.

Fucking your mouth was always a dream come true for him and now that he was experiencing what fantasy he craves,

He can’t get enough now.

“Oh…oh mmfgh y/n you’re doing so well right now, give me more… please give me more. Please.. fuck,”

Crying out for you. Haechan’s eyes go dim and he was breaking every soft whine escaping those shattering lips.

“I need you to milk my cock dry until i can’t cum anymore.”

You knew that he meant every word underline in bright red. He was being serious. Haechan wants you to suck his own very soul out of him.

Who were you to say no to Haechan when he was begging you so nicely? You feel some empowering dominance over you now when you see the boy shaking from the overstimulating electricity running down his spine and overtaking the very burning ball feeling in his stomach.

Flickering your tongue down his cock once more, Haechan’s head sputters. It feels like a raging headache has split his head into two. The overfilling sensation of cumming inside your mouth as the final push results in Haechan’s knees becoming jelly.

Haechan wails. “Cumming… ah fuck, fuck. I love your mouth so much.. so good,” He breathes heavily.

Detaching your jawline pulling away from the cock in your mouth, it slips out with a watery liquid that tastes between sweet and salty. You can’t put your tongue on what he tastes like. But it was definitely rewarding.

Especially when you see the tired exhaustion on his face.

It tells you everything. You made him have the biggest orgasm he could ever imagine. Haechan gasps when he sits down with a sluggish head on the pillows and you turn your head towards him.

You definitely fixed him. Made him much calmer.

“You still have your assignment to finish.”

You remind him with a strict gaze.

Haechan closed his eyes grumbling. “I know, I know. I’ll finish it in a minute just give me a second — geez Y/n you just sucked me into the next century and you mention the assignment!”

“Okay? Don’t act like you didn’t tell me to do that.”

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ohmygs-blog · 4 months

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rich boyfriend.

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cigarettesaftersuh · 2 months

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⟡ boyfriend jaehyun.

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mafiadad5 · 3 months

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self control

Genre- smut smut smut smut smut (mdni), roommates

Sub!renjun x fem!reader

Warnings- oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected, fingering, praising, 18+, slight hj…

Word count- 1.5k+

Summary- your roommate is fed up with how you dress around the apartment and asks you to stop, but you’re fed up with him acting like he doesn’t like it so you finally confront him.

note- tried a new writing style hope u like🎀, no proof read hehe

"Can you put some clothes on?"

You heard from the living room as you walked in the kitchen. Renjun was always standoff-ish towards you. You never thought he even liked you at all, but every time you suggest you'll just move out it's always— "It's to save money." or just an aggregated breath while rolling his eyes and just walking away.

"Oh give me a break Renjun, I'm just getting something to drink then I'm going back in my room."

You opened the fridge taking out a water before walking to the edge of the counter. He looked up at you as he got up from the couch, walking past you, making his way to his room. "You're acting like you've never seen legs before, it's not that big of a deal." You say as you took a sip of your water, causing Renjun to turn back and look at you with an infuriated look.

"Yes it is, it's not hard to cover up, you don't see me walking around here with no shirt."

"I wouldn't care about that Renjun, I would love to see your cute little body." You murmured into the water bottle rim, causing a distasteful look to paint his face.

"My cute little body?" His eyebrow raised unpleased as he looked at you.

"Mmm," you hummed "but if it's a problem then I can always move out." It seems like everytime you say that he gets even more agitated then he already is. "What have I told you Y/n, it's to save money." His voice was low as he replied curtly.

"You know for someone who's always upset about what I wear around the apartment, you sure do look a lot don't you?" You sat your water down, walking to the hallway, not breaking eye contact with him. "I don't, and I would like you to put clothes on." He looked at you, then back forward, walking down the dark hallway.

“You don't tell your friends that though." You blurt out, causing him to pause, trying to avoid eye contact with you as he gulped.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

He turned to you, his eyes looking a little anxious as he tried to keep a straight face. "Could you guys be any louder in your room?" You questioned.

"She's so hot, I want to rip her out those skimpy clothes, I want to fuck her." You say, causing him to make a shocked expression on his face as you quoted his every word.

Yes during the time you guys been living together he developed a little crush on you, and yea maybe he even wanted to fuck you, but he didn't think he was so careless about expressing his feelings on it, and he was slowly starting to regret hosting hang outs at his apartment as well.

"You know, I hear you at night— when you moan my name, loudly."

He was also regretting placing you in the room beside his, and putting his bed on the wall you shared. You were inches away from him at this point as his back rested on the wall next to his room door as you stood in front of him. "Do you want to fuck me Renjun?" You questioned, looking into his eyes as his cheeks burned red. He gulped, staying quiet as he looked at you, the air becoming thick with tension.

You giggled softly, walking away before feeling his hand on your wrist pulling you into a deep kiss. His hands made their way to your waist, pulling you deeper into his body as he pushed you onto the wall, not breaking the kiss once.

"Can I please taste you." He let out a small moan against your lips, biting your lower lip softly as you nodded.

He took no time, pulling you into his room, laying you down on the bed. He kissed down your jawline, dragging his tongue down your skin, making his way to your neck, leaving tingles on your skin. He kissed and suck at your neck leaving little marking as he trailed down your body. His hands slid in between your legs, spreading them open as he kissed down your bikini line, trailing over your underwear kissing your clothed pussy, going to your thighs, kissing delicately.

"Can I eat you out, please?"

He stopped kissing, looking up at you, his doe eyes were desperately looking into yours, his voice was breathless,

"Please—"

his voice was so needy, it came out as a whimper. "Ok, yes, only this once." You nodded, you both knew that was a lie. He didn't hesitate, sliding his fingers under your underwear pulling them off in one swift motion. "Thank you." He moaned into your folds. His tongue found your clit, making circles around it before sucking it roughly, causing you to let out a loud moan.

"Fuck Renjun, that feels good."

Hearing your words made him only more desperate as he hungrily made out with your pussy. His long fingers found their way to your hole, roughly entering you. The sensation of his tongue around your clit and his fingers inside you made you shivered, driving you over the edge. "I'm there." You cried out, your legs shaking violently around his head as kept going, not even taking a breath.

"Can you do something for me." You moaned out. Your words went straight to his dick, causing him to moan into you.

"Mhm." He hummed.

"Fuck me."

Your words caused him to smile against your folds. You didn't want to admit it, but you yearned for him, not because of how he talked to his friends about you so blatantly, or how he shamelessly moaned your name to get himself off, but him avoiding you so he wouldn't get carried away turned you on more than anything. He looked up at you, his chin covered in his spit and your arousal.

"Ok." He smiled, getting on top of you. He pulled down his pajamas pants, along with his boxers, positioning himself at your hole, slowly entering you while letting out a choked moan, looking at you in the eyes as his mouth opened slightly.

"Fuck, you're so tight."

He whined out, pushing deeper into you. He slowly went in and out of you passionately, causing you to go almost insane as he pushed his every thing into you.

"Can I please go faster Y/n?" He cried out, his voice was so desperate you could probably come to just hearing it.

"Yes baby go faster." You moaned out, throwing your head back as he went at an unimaginable pace, his glossy eyes looking into yours as he let out quivering moans and whimpers.

"Am I doing good Y/n? Does this feel ok?" His skin flushed as he gripped the sheet under you, his voice was so needy it sent shivers down your spine. "Yes, you're doing so good Renjun, you're such a good boy."

He moaned out loudly as you clenched around him, throwing your head back as he hit your g-spot, exhaling in short breaths.

"Oh fuck I'm about to come, I need to pull out, can I please pull out?"

He whimpered out. "No, don't pull out I'm almost there." You moaned, throwing your head back as you clenched around him, causing him to cry out loudly— "I'm coming Y/n." Your legs started shaking as you felt him release, his warm liquid filling your insides. You both took a few deep breaths before he exited out of you, laying beside you as his seed dripped down your thigh.

"Can you stay with me?" He questioned, turning to you, his eyes sparkling as he grinned.

You didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile before leaning in kissing him passionately, wrapping your hands around his head pulling him deeper into the kiss. You worked your way to his neck, sucking the skin as he moaned softly. You moved your hand under the cover, dragging your hands down his chest.

"Stop teasing Y/n."

Your hands made their way to his dick, wrapping around him as his eyes became desperate again. "I'm rewarding you for being so good." You smiled as you rubbed his sensitive tip.

"Moan my name like you do when you're alone."

You whisper as your hand slowly went up and down his length. "Fuck Y/n." He whimpered out, his eyes fluttering as you tightened your grip.

"Please." He lowly moaned out before you both got knocked out of your thoughts by a knock at the door.

"Shit, I forgot my friends were coming over." He cursed, looking at you with a worried expression on his face. "I'm going to the bathroom anyways, have fun with your friends Renjunnie." You smiled, getting up from his bed. He got up quickly getting himself decent before opening the door for his friends.

"What took you so long?" One of them said at the door. "Uh, I was taking a nap." He smiled. "Dude what's on your neck?"

Renjun looked at you going into your room, then looked down at the ground causing his friends to look at you with a smile. "Yall did not." One of them said with a shocked face.

Renjun stayed quiet, a grin appearing on his face as he touched the hickey that sat his neck.

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marvelous-llama · 2 months

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neobomb · 6 months

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NCT fic recs [Pt. 1]

A collection of mature dark themed nct fics. mostly yandere, mafia or horror (or just messed up themes) includes all units (nct 127, nct dream, wayv, nct u and former members bc i miss lucas sm)

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mark x reader: Creepin by @killshotbabe

jaemin x reader: PL4YGIRL IS LOVE... by @domjaehyun

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mark x reader: freakshow by @peachydyoung

lucas x reader: Stranger Danger by @whereisten

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writemekpop · 9 months

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Soldier | Lee Jeno

Summary: When your husband Jeno returns from the military, he treats you like a stranger. You won’t let your love go without a fight.

Genre: Husband!Jeno, angst

Word Count: 2k

Your nerves were buzzing.

After ten months, your husband Jeno was returning from military service in Afghanistan. The title ‘husband’ didn’t mean much, though. He had left just after you got married, so you barely knew him.

He’d been gone so long that you’d started to forget things about him – the intimate details. Like the smell of his hair or the sounds he made during sex. You’d barely spoken since he’d left.

After hours of waiting, you heard three sharp knocks.

You pulled open the front door, heart thumping.

Jeno.

Jeno’s black hair was shorter than you remembered, but his curly fringe was already beginning to grow back. He felt taller, more muscled in his military cargo. His honey skin was tanned from hours in the sun and there were deep purple bags under his eyes.

“Hi,” you said, inexplicably breathless.

“You changed the code on the door,” he said, frowning. “I couldn’t get in.”

The space between you flooded with awkwardness.

“One of the neighbours had break-in a few months back, so we had to change all of our codes. Crazy story!” you said, laughing.

Jeno just stared at you in stony silence.

You moved to the side to let him in.

You followed Jeno into the living room. Your eyes fell on the firm bulge of his biceps under his cargo top, and your stomach fluttered.

Jeno was staring at the checkerboard rug. “When did you get this? I liked the old rug we had better…” he grumbled.

You touched his arm lightly, choosing to ignore him.

“I missed you,” you whispered.

You reached in, trying to kiss Jeno’s lips – but your nose bumped against his. You tilted your head to the right, but the same thing happened. Left, no better.

You felt Jeno’s strong hands grip your shoulders.

Your entire body set alight. Would Jeno push you onto the couch and ravish you right there?

But to your disappointment, Jeno just pushed you away from him.

“Y/n, I’m tired and I need to shower. Can we save the reunion for later?”

His rejection came like a slap.

“Sure!” you said, trying your best to sound chipper. “Want me to join you in the shower?” You bit your lip and winked in the way you knew Jeno loved.

Jeno paused. “Umm…” He scratched the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. “I sort of meant… alone.”

“Oh…” You prayed that the ground would swallow you whole.

Jeno walked off. When you heard the bathroom door shut, you slumped onto the sofa. This was so much harder than you had expected. Did Jeno not… want you anymore?

Ten minutes later, you heard a yelp from the other room.

You ran into the bedroom to see Jeno, dripping wet and naked apart from a towel wrapped around his hips, shaking like he’d seen a ghost.

“What’s the matter?”

Jeno pointed to the corner. “What’s that… thing?”

You giggled when you saw what he was pointing at.

You picked up the black and white striped kitten and held her to your chest.

“This is Kahleesi. I bought her with our wedding present money. It was lonely after you left… and she’s been keeping me company.” The kitten licked your chin lovingly.

Jeno grimaced. “I hate cats. They creep me the fuck out.”

You held the cat out towards Jeno, but he jumped back, eyes wide.

“You’ve literally been in a war but you’re afraid of a fluffy little cat? Some strong military man you are!” You laughed.

You looked at Jeno, expecting him to laugh too, but he was scowling. You cleared your throat. You clearly weren’t there yet.

Jeno turned away and dried himself off. You stared at the expanse of muscles on his back. There was a deep scar on his shoulder blade. You shuddered.

“Where does it sleep?” Jeno asked.

“Khaleesi sleeps in my… I mean, our bed.”

“I can’t share with a cat. Doesn’t it have a- a cage or something?”

“A cage?” you laughed. But then you saw the deep bags under Jeno’s eyes, and your heart softened. You sighed. “Why don’t you take the bed tonight, and I’ll sleep on the couch with Kahleesi. She’ll need to be trained not to sleep on the bed. It’ll take time.”

Jeno nodded and flopped down onto the bed.

You hoped Jeno would insist on cuddling you despite the cat, but he just rolled over and went to sleep. The Jeno you married promised to hold you in his strong arms every night of his life. The Jeno you saw now was… a stranger.

After a cold night on the couch, your body aching with longing for Jeno, the sound of thumping woke you up. It was only 5AM.

You could hear Jeno clattering about in the bedroom. It was strange. You were so used to living in silence that the noise from another human being shook you awake. Jeno must still be on military time.

Jeno stormed into the living room, eyes red.

“Y/n. Where’s all my stuff?”

“Good morning to you, too,” you grumbled, still groggy. You were not a morning person.

“My things, Y/n.” Jeno snapped. “All my clothes have gone, I can’t find any of my books. What have you done with them?”

You stood up. “Oh… um, I moved them to a storage unit.” You gulped. “I didn’t know when you were coming back and- and, I have a lot of stuff.” You cringed.

Jeno’s brows were furrowed deeply. He looked… genuinely hurt.

You ran towards him and gripped his arm. You were surprised by the firmness of his muscles, but you pushed that thought away.

“Jeno, I’m so sorry. I’ll get them for you this evening, I promise!”

Jeno yanked his arm out of your grip. “Clearly, you’ve moved on from me. Have you been fucking other guys too?” he spat.

Your mouth fell open. “How can you say that? I asked you not to enlist so early on in our marriage. We barely even knew each other before you… you vanished!”

Jeno just shrugged. “I owed it to my country. But I’m here now. And it’s obvious you don’t need me anymore. There isn’t even a single picture of me in here.”

You picked up the delicate locket that you were wearing.

“Look!” You opened the silver heart and angled it towards Jeno. Inside was a picture of the two of you kissing on your wedding day. “I haven’t taken this off since the day you left!”

Jeno raised his eyebrows.

You yanked the necklace off and chucked it at his feet. “How dare you accuse me of cheating! You’ve been dodging my calls for the past ten months!”

You ran into the hallway and put on your coat.

Jeno followed you. He was gripping his hair with both hands. “W-where are you going?”

“Work,” you snapped.

“But it’s a Saturday?” he said, looking puzzled.

You blushed. “Money’s been tight, okay? I’ve been picking up shifts at the convenience store.”

In an ideal world, you’d have shared all your worries with Jeno – that was what partners were for. But this was no ideal. You slammed the door behind you.

After work, you went by the storage unit, and dragged two large suitcases with Jeno’s stuff in through the front door.

“I’m back!” you called. “Jeno?”

There was no response. You heart dropped to your stomach. Had Jeno disappeared for good?

Tears pricked your eyes as you walked into the living room.

When you looked inside, you gasped.

Jeno was sitting on the rug, shirtless, holding a ball of string high in the air. Khaleesi was in his lap, her little paw stretched up towards the string.

When you saw Jeno’s naked chest, your mouth went dry. His torso was lean, yet defined with rippling muscles. There were so many lines you didn’t even know existed. What shocked you the most were his thick forearms – they were covered in claw marks.

“Oh my god, Jeno,” you cried. “What happened?”

“The kitten’s not so bad, you know,” Jeno said, chuckling. “She’s feisty, like her mama.” Jeno’s eyes darted towards yours, his cheeks darkening. “She tore my shirt to shreds.”

You knelt on the floor beside your husband. The kitten jumped into your arms. You were increasingly aware of how close you were to Jeno’s starkly naked body.

“She’s sitting on your lap… that means she loves you,” you said. “I…” you cleared your throat. “I love you too. I shouldn’t have stormed out like that.”

Jeno’s expression turned serious. He held your hand gently. “I shouldn’t have yelled. And… I’m sorry for going away for so long. I’m done with the army - I can’t leave you again.”

The knot inside your stomach finally began to unwind.

“Do you think… we’ll be okay?” You couldn’t bear to look at Jeno, so you stared down at your joined hands.

“I know it.” Jeno’s voice was deep, confident… sexy. It made your entire body buzz.

Jeno placed his finger under your chin, lifting your face up to meet his gaze. His dark eyes were smouldering.

“We just need to get to know each other again.” His gaze darted to your lips. “What makes us… click.”

Your heart started to pound.

Jeno leant forwards, closing the gap between you. His mouth pressed against yours, and he kissed you hungrily.

His tongue grazed yours, making you shiver. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and shuffled onto his lap.

Jeno’s hands curled around your waist, holding you tight. You kissed him deeper, you couldn’t get enough of him - his scent, his firm, warm body. It was intoxicating, and you wanted more.

You brought one hand up to his black hair and pulled, hard. Jeno let out a deep groan that went straight to your core.

You pushed him till he was lying flat on the floor.

“Honey, we have a lot of catching up to do,” you purred, straddling his hips.

Jeno smiled up from underneath you, black eyes crinkling. “Can’t wait.”

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multifandomslxt · 10 months

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The type to ...

Doyoung is the Type to

Remember EVERY last detail about you. He literally never forgets

spoil you with everything

Make a secret playlist he listens to when he misses you

Wear a scrunchie on his wrist just in case you need it

Purposefully leave you one of his hoodies when he knows he won't be home for a while

take candid pictures of you and save them in a secret folder he has

completely melt if you give him a back hug

deepen a kiss to let you know he wants you

kiss with his hand lightly squeezing your neck

Bite your bottom lip before pulling away from a kiss

stare at you across the room when you aren't looking

sleep in the crook of your neck

usually show his love through action but when he says it..he always whispers it.

always caress your hips with his thumb

always know when you're upset or sad

give the best hugs and squeezes you slightly

let you know that he is ALWAYS there for you

"I could be a million miles away just call me and I'll come. I promise."

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jwirecs · 1 year

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RECOMMENDED MAFIA AU💣

hello, hello! here are my mafia au - atz, bts & nct recs! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers💝

requested by anon (these are the ones that i have read more than once and have a soft spot for! theres a whole lot since i enjoy reading mafia fics so for now, i will leave out the summaries just so that the post wont be tooooooo long!)

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

[4:21PM] || @mingishoe 💕💔✅ (seonghwa x reader)

[11:45PM] || @thelargefrye💕✅ (hongjoong x reader)

At What Cost || @capaimagines💔✅ (ot8 x reader)

Backfired || @ateezreactionsandscenarios💔✅ (hongjoong x reader)

Colors || @daybreakx 💕💔✅ (hongjoong x reader)

False Accusation || @a-soft-hornytiny💔✅ (ot8 x reader)

Hurts Like Hell || @ja3hwa💔✅ (ot8 x reader)

Between The Bloodshed || @agustdakasuga💕💔✅ (ot7x reader) (sequel: Everything Between Us)

Drug Wars || @plumblackjeon 🔞💔✅ (jeongguk x reader)

Golden Cage || @personasintro💔✅ (jimin x reader)

Guilty || @xjoonchildx 🔞💕💔✅ (namjoon x reader)

Mess With One, Mess With All || @justcallmenikki7💔✅ (ot7 x reader)

Of Smoke Rings and Cigarettes || @mae-gi-writes💕💔✅ (yoongi x reader)

Petal || @jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue💕💔✅ (taehyung x reader)

The Deal || @untaemedqueen 🔞💕💔✅ (yoongi x reader)

The Serendipity of Things || @oh-so-scenarios🔞💕💔✅ (hoseok x reader)

[05:35AM] || @neo-culture-mafia💕✅ (jeno x reader)

[19:50PM] || @neo-culture-mafia💕✅ (jeno x reader)

[23:39PM] || @neo-culture-mafia💕✅ (mark x reader)

Boo! || @mafia-nct💕✅ (haechan x reader)

Darling || @johnsamericano💕✅ (taeyong x reader)

For ____ Or Worse || @mafia-nct💕💔✅ (taeyong x reader)

Kidnapped || @nctbloom💕💔✅ (jeno x reader)

New Beginning || @gohyuck💕💔✅ (mark x reader)

She’s Mine || @neo-culture-mafia💕✅ (taeyong x reader)

Talk To Me || @mafia-nct💕💔✅ (jeno x reader)

Tipsy || @lovestrucked-again💕✅ (taeyong x reader)

Triggered || @neo-culture-mafia💔✅ (yuta x reader)

[UNTITLED] || @crownily💕✅ (mark x reader)

Wait For Me || @mafia-nct💕💔✅ (renjun x reader)

Wake Up Call || @mafia-nct💕✅ (haechan x reader)

“Why Are You As Red As The Strawberry Y/n?” || @lovestrucked-again💕✅ (127 x reader)

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

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haechansdoll · 9 months

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hi hi I love your works can you do something jaemin with overstimulation? if not also its fine again I really like your works 🌊

heloo, thank you so much. I would love to write jaem but I'm currenly busy with my internships and uni releated activities, I'll make it short and sweet hope you'll like it <33.

Pairing : Husband!Jaemin x f!Reader

Description : idk, there's no specific plot just Husband jaemin and usage of toys.

Warnings : Overstimulation, Edging, Usage of sex toys.

Wordcount : around 900 words

You had no idea how you found yourself in this situation. But now here you were, tears beginning to leak from your eyes as your husband was overstimulating you into oblivion. Jaemin, the man who could see everything, had found your favorite toy earlier - a blush pink clitoral suction device, hidden within a sleek discreet case. It had initially confused him when he found it underneath the pile of clean underwear in your drawer, but once he found the power button and saw the little blue indicator light up, a strong buzz coming from the toy- he figured out at least where it could be used. So when you came home from work, your eyes widened when you saw the toy case sitting comfortably in his palm, and a pair of crystalline eyes glinting with mischief.

“Ha-haaa–” You weren’t laughing, but you were hysterical. He had you lying on your back at the foot of your shared bed, your legs forced open. He initially tried using it on your nipples, seeing if the suction would latch onto your areolas. And while it did feel good, you weren’t stuttering and blushing until he took it away and latched his mouth on instead, swirling his tongue around until each nipple had perked up.

“Ja-Jaem-Jae–!” You choked on your spit. A dark chuckle could be heard from underneath you. Normally when you used the toy, you would warm yourself up a bit, but Jaemin was being particularly aggravating tonight.

“Ahh, now I see.” A sinister grin stretched across his face, pearly whites showing. “Let’s put it riiiiight-” he hooked a finger to move your panties aside, forcing your pussy lips open with two fingers and mashing it on your clit with no warning. “Here.”

You yelped, the breath being knocked out of you. Your husband was being relentless with the slim pink disc tucked in between his index and middle finger. He would place it directly on your clit for a few minutes, wait until you were right at the edge, and then pull it away. The edging was damn annoying to you, but he loved watching you turn into a stupid, squirming mess all for him. Your stomach muscles clenched, as you immediately felt your body succumb to the pleasure now invading your veins. The toy was buzzing incessantly, but all Jaemin could hear was the wave of moans growing louder and louder from you.

“Does that feel good, honey?” He asked in a subtle mocking tone. You nodded, drool leaking from your mouth. “F-f-feels good,Jaem.” You mumbled, squeaking when he pushed it a little harder against your clit.

“Hmph.” He huffed to himself, before the vibrations suddenly turned off. The loss of sensation made you whine, as he tucked the toy out of sight. But he did not leave you hanging - within seconds, his lips were latched on your clit, sucking and making a sloppy mess.

Jaemin’s tongue was unwavering - he was gathering spit and dripping it all over your pussy, mixing with the slick that had begun to drip out. But he was focused on making your clit overstimulated with pleasure. Your thighs were convulsing uncontrollably, and you tried to inch away from him, but his hands snuck up and grabbed the fat of your ass, keeping you securely in place.

“Better than me?” His voice was muffled, but you realized how you needed to answer.

“Not better than you.” You babbled, letting out a shriek as he slipped a finger inside to curl right into your sweet spot. “oooh-ohh!” You groaned, flopping back on the bed, gripping the sheets tighter. “Right there, right there!” You could feel coils of heat rapidly flowing into your body, tightening your core muscles almost to an unbearable pain.

“Hmmm…I wonder.” You could hear your husband mumble, and you heard the buzzing return. Jaemin took his free hand and held your beloved toy against your spit-slicked clit, and you yowled. With some added stimulation from his finger inside, you orgasmed with a violent scream. Your noises did not stop, you were hysterically moaning and almost crying from the overwhelming sensations. Your pussy was clenching and unclenching rapidly, but he kept the toy in place until you had ridden your last wave of pleasure out.

Your head lolled over to the side, and you clutched your stomach weakly. Jaemin let out a little wolf whistle, as he pulled out his fingers. They were covered in your fluids, a creamy mixture of your cum and slick. He briefly pushed open your pussy to see the rest of your cum drip out, before he took a little taste with his tongue and groaned, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He looked at the toy again, turning it off and letting it sit flat in his palm.

“Wow, this thing really packs a punch. How long’s the charging time, babe? I wanna know how many rounds we can fit in before this thing is fully juiced.”

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onyourhyuck · 3 months

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EXCHANGE LESSONS | L.MK

Pairing: mark lee x fem!oc

Summary: You’re the top student in every subject and your classmate!mark asks for your help in science and you offer the unprecedented exchange lessons that leave him off guard.

genre: smut, tutoring, classmates, inexperienced female oc, the concept of virginity being taken (it’s a social construct but you get it) and dominant!mark. minor groping, pussy eating and penetrating sex. Releasing on stomach, unprotected sex (please use a condom irl)

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You’re at the top of the food chain in every subject. Your desolated heart and effortless mind astounds the entire community around you. Since you’re such a smart and passionate individual, people doubt you have any flaws.

But that’s not so true. You do suck at one subject; Sex. Your body and mind leave your soul every moment you tried doing the most remote action like making out — you suck at it.

Perhaps it’s because you’re not comfortable enough with the person? Or maybe the idea of being sexually active is a new concept to you. This puts you at a frustrating disadvantage. You want to experience what it is like to be held by another person, to be worshipped and loved by every curve you have. You really want to experience intimacy. Someone’s hands holding your waist with fingers scrolling circles on your bare skin. Dancing out in heavy rain? Angry makeouts. Jealousy. You want to experience those rollercoasters of emotions. But you can’t because you’re missing the second person. This was no way a one man action.

That was until an opportunity arises. The boy in your class that wasn’t so good at any of his classes, barely scraping by. He had a thick foreign accent - and he never stops boosting about how he’s from Canada. He was visibly attractive. Most girls in your class fancy him.

Mark never really spent his day alone. Ever. There will always be people surrounding him. It’s like this was his world and we’re all just living in it you know?

“Hey Y/n,” A voice strikes up from behind. The boy standing only few inches from your height with a beige cap on backwards. It gave him a real bandboyish look today.

Your eyes dart to him. At first you look visibly confused but you manage to respond with a very soft greet. “Hey what’s up?”

You guys barely talk so this was all very new. The most talks you ever did was a simple ‘good morning’ to each other and never speak again. In fact this felt very awkward on your end.

Mark’s eyes look on the very left end of the lockers. The built tone body wearing these very baggy clothing press up on the metallic doors. Voice trailing off in an obvious direction. “Uhh, you know nothin’ much. The usual you know how it is.”

‘Yikes why does he look suddenly so guilty and suspicious?’ You question in your own mind. What was this strange feeling in your stomach? Like a hollow pit about to explode.

You mumbles quietly. “Right…”

Turning around your locker slams shut. The stuff you needed was carried by your arms. You thought this conversation had ended considering Mark wasn’t spitting out anything he wanted to say but the moment your back had turned on him, the boy quickly leaps in front of your path.

“Wait!” Mark stops you with two hands urgently.

You stop now with a small shock spread on your eyebrows and a visible streak of annoyance in your eyes.

“Tutor me! I want you to tutor me,” Mark said with a little pant to those syllables he stressed out with a stretch. Those hands come down and it really looks like for a moment he was embarrassed to ask. As if he had no idea how to ask you.

That’s all he wanted from you. It was a tutoring lesson so he could boost his grade up. Because lord knows he needs a good number. Otherwise he is finished with this class.

Your eyes line themselves on the boy. “You want me to tutor you?” You repeated back, Mark gave a simple nod. “Why me? You could have asked someone else.”

He furrows those eyebrows. “You seem- cool enough.” Mark then paused and panicked. Your expression seems unhappy by that anticlimactic response. “I mean! Your notes are cool and easy to understand. You explain things well.”

Well that came out wrong, what he wanted to say is you’re cool enough and you’re the smartest in the class. He doesn’t think he ever saw you get a bad grade.

Deep in your heart you couldn’t say no. Mark seems to be desperate for your help and you technically had an alternative motive. As bad as that sounds you can actually imagine losing your first deed to Mark. He was handsome, without a doubt you maybe fantasised getting off to him before. You don’t want to admit it but you did it more than once.

He was the new boy, wild and bright. Radiant and sweet. He was respectful, popular with everyone he hardly has any enemies. No one could hate a guy like Mark. He was a foreign exchange student from Canada and what more, he was an amazing soccer player last year. He won for your school club a trophy. He’s done pretty remarkable things.

Except his classes, which he severely needs your help with.

Sitting down in your bedroom, you constantly glance over to Mark who was sitting on the other end of your bed writing down on his notebook. To which your mind was at a war between asking him if he wants to do something else or if you should leave your stupid idea behind.

You are lost on how to approach the idea to him. You can’t just say ‘Hey let’s sleep together!’ And look like a sane person. Because that’s the opposite of normal. You barely know the guy too.

Your body lifts up your sweater and you nervously laugh it off. “Ahh it’s so hot, right? I should take this off.” Your hands pull off the warm fabric off your limbs and Mark looks up from his notes to glance at you. He looks at you for good three seconds.

The good look on your visible black tank top and cleavage exposing caught his eye but not enough for him to grasp your intentions. Instead Mark continues his work like the champ he was. Unbothered and gullible.

“Yeah? I feel normal.” Mark relies obliviously. You furrow your eyebrows and feel your stomach clench. Why was it so hard to ask Mark to have sex with you? It’s like the most difficult question for you.

And you never struggled with math questions before. You can’t believe it. Why was a simple risky move harder than school work.

He went back to doing his work. Thankfully you’re an amazing tutor so far your explanations did wonders for Mark. But you’re sat there staring at him with your eyes gawking.

You’re like an eagle pouncing, but you’re hesitant at the same time.

The boy did take notice of your stares and very acknowledged presence. But he didn’t know why and he doesn’t quite want to ask you, because what if that makes you pressured and embarrassed? Mark felt however very watched. Every movement of his pen. Every step of his breathing he makes on the same bed you’re sitting with him on.

It felt discomforting almost?

You clear your voice. “Mark have you ever had…” you pause because you’re suddenly getting to know how intrusive you are being. The boy’s head lifts up and he waits for you to finish.

“Have you ever had sex?” You begin again. You bite on your inner cheek which starts to make Mark flustered. From such a smart and disciplined girl you really have a way of starting conversations.

Mark nodded. “Yeah. Did you?”

Even if it was an inappropriate comment, Mark didn’t lie about it and he answered you truthfully. The boy didn’t know what to say at first. But what’s the harm in saying yes?

You don’t reply and you move a little closer to Mark holding your knees against your chest. Wearing shorts came in handy because Mark can see a full outline of your beautiful legs.

“What was your first time like?” You ask without answering him. Mark raised up his eyebrow thinking to himself. “Uhh,” he sits up on the mattress.

Mark brushed the pen down on the notebook. “I think it was with my girlfriend at the time.” You fully expected him to say some chick at the party but knowing his ex girlfriend was his first time, made this somehow really sweet and romantic.

Mark mumbles. “But what was your like?”

Your lips fell in a thin line. In an embarrassing way you turn away your gaze when your reply hits the taller quick.

“Mark I am a virgin,” You said it with a moment of clarity. He wasn’t sure why you’re still a virgin when you’re decently attractive and hella smart.

It somehow doesn’t make any sense.

Mark’s mouth drops like an umbrella sheet. “No way.” And you nod to show its the truth. Mark laughs a bit not in a mocking way but in a sense of disbelief to lighten up your mood.

He could tell you’re almost ashamed but he didn’t think that’s anything to be ashamed of. In any case he wonders if that’s a positive more than a con.

“Hey Y/n that’s not a bad thing you know that right?” He nudges your arms with his elbow with a smile.

You sigh a little. “I know but I want to experience it. I don’t really care about my virginity that much.”

“So how come you’re still a virgin? You’re pretty and smart.” Mark chuckles, he didn’t quite understand it. If you wanted to lose your virginity card so badly how come you still have it?

Your eyes look at him, your chance to tell him how clueless you are when it comes to sex arises. A part of you don’t want to tell him you’re bad at sex because that’s really embarrassingly stupid. Or the fact that you have no idea how to do anything. You can’t even figure out how kissing goddamn works!

You swallow down your own emotions. “I have no idea how to have sex.”

Moments later your eyes have glued together in what seems to be a staring competition. Mark didn’t think you’d be completely clueless. It came so naturally to him when he was about to do it for the first time. To you this was like a big deal.

Mark comes forward mumbling nervously. “You don’t know how to kiss either?” You shake your head a no.

The boy was silent until his eyes fell down to your lips. They look pretty, they seem very red and plum. He couldn’t grasp it but the guts clench in a sudden contraction.

“Do you want me to teach you?” Mark starts to ask you. Your face fell to the ground or it rather feels like it. He read your mind.

He was so nervous about it, he didn’t want to come off like a freaking creep to you. Little does he know you were begging for this offer.

He trails. “You know — like exchange lessons? You helped me with science and I can help with sex lessons.”

That doesn’t sound too bad to you. The deal was appealing. Your eyes sparkle up and come forward to kiss his lips. When you did the first gesture this said a lot to the boy before you. You were agreeing. You didn’t back away, your eyes were glowing at the idea of him teaching you what to do during sexual encounters. And thus, he opens his mouth slipping in slowly his tongue. Caressing your soft untouched mouth was like a dream come true. You were like melting ice the moment your mouth felt the warmth of the salivas mixing in as one. The kiss was slow at the beginning but occasionally you got the hang of the pace and Mark decided to spice it up.

He had to spice it up for you. Mark wanted to show you how it really is. What it really awaits you. The kiss springs from the bottom, a sudden piercing movement shocks you causing your moans to fall off.

Did he just bite your bottom lip? He smirks at your reaction and pulls you down on the bed. Hovering above your lean shoulders those grabby hands touch on your waist to position you a little downwards to his liking.

Mark kissed your neck, your jawline, down the side to your ears and your shoulders once your top slips off leaving you in your bra.

Your bra was a pretty blue colour. Mark smiles at your chest in slight adoration. Your eyes took a glimpse of his eyes and his lips have small kisses to your chest, to the cleavage. In between your breasts he brushed his face into the softness of your pillows.

“You know I’m surprised you’re a virgin.” He begins quietly, travelling his mouth down to your stomach till your navel touches.

Your feet curl up. This was somehow nerve wrecking but it feels good? But it’s so slow and it’s like he’s bringing you to rest.

“Why?” You ask out quietly.

Mark mumbles when his fingers reach the very entrance of your panty lining. He stops at your abdomen monitoring the shorts he took off. Your panty matches the colour to your lovely bra. You feel so warm between the flat stomach, his fingers slip your panties down to your legs half way.

Eyes look up to see your face. “You strike me as someone who knows everything.” He might be right. You come across as reliable person.

But you don’t know everything unfortunately, you’re only human and you doubt that Mark knows absolutely everything too. You smile shyly and close your thighs together.

This was embarrassing. You never really went further than kissing someone badly before. He could see everything but the moment your legs shut him off Mark gave a small nudge with his hands to pull your thighs apart gently.

“No hiding Y/n come on? Open up for me.”

Your hands cover your face as your legs open up like two doors. Mark smiles in awe but you couldn’t see that. The boy kissed your entrance, like a peck to the lips until those same lips kiss the inner thighs. He loved seeing your legs trembling from nothing but nervousness.

You really are a small ball of wreck.

He quietly says. “You’re pretty down there why are you so worried?”

He didn’t quite understand what was making you this anxious and you shudder when his tongue does kitten lick motions to your pussy. You’re unable to make any sense of what just happened, but all you know is that this feels too good to stop.

Tongue traps at your nub flicking his motions in left and right directions: your pelvis subtly lifts off the bed to roll back. Mark hums against your entrance, he was devouring you as if it’s his first time too. It feels too good for you and that’s what’s making him get off the whole idea: You feeling good.

His tongue went inside your small hole giving it a few thrusts of his tongue. His nose pressed right against your clit. Your burning hot skin flushes his face and your thighs squeeze when your stomach clenches so tightly. Without a warning you slip into oblivion.

Mumbling out highly. “Fuckfuckfuck m’gonna cum.”

Striving to give you the best orgasm of your life, Mark feverishly sucks on your edging pearl, your clit was practically swollen and this pushed you right off the edge just as he wanted you to. He was watching up at you from down there seeing your spine arch and your moans hit the back of your throat, so hoarse and sore. The way your eyes shut and your hands grip at anything nearby: the bed sheets, your breasts, his thick hair.

Pulling out of your wet slimey pussy from all the coating of saliva. You take a deep breath, Mark positions him above you he saw your bright reddish cheeks and your sparkling wet eyes. You look beautiful like this.

He whispers. “Do you still want to continue?”

Your mind was a fog but you never hesitated to reply to your classmate. “Yes, please.”

It’s definitely a sight to see. You’re being so adamant about it. Mark leans down and pulls down his rock solid crotch out. Those jeans slipped off and it leaves an ugly feeling when you’re hard in jeans.

It feels like a big weight lifted from him when it comes off. The boy sits back and gave you a glance as if he is telling you to come forward.

“Do you want to take the boxers off?” You heard him ask you. Your eyes light up and with your small hands pulling off his boxers. Mark gave you a dark gaze when his large cock springs up against his stomach. Your mouth waters just looking at it.

Your stomach made a small butterfly clutch too. You look at him in panic. “Whoa wait, will that fit?” You sound so dumbfounded. But Mark grinned and he rubs your thighs reassuringly.

“It can, it will. Trust me on this I’m the teacher here.”

He was right he was the teacher here and you’re just a mere helpless virgin. You lay down on the bed sheets when Mark moves on top of you his hard tip had to do a few teasing streaks on your entrance. You were anticipating him to just ram it in — but he wasn’t.

You were just impatient and Mark was a very patient guy who didn’t want to rush a process like this. At least for now he doesn’t have anywhere to be, what’s the rush right?

The tip was pushed out and back in, it was like a car reverse and driving forward. Your entrance was locked tight so Mark wants to stretch you out with just the tip. He had a feeling he might have to use two fingers before anything else is to happen. The boy pressed his thumb and rubs your clit. You mumble out a whine, and then his singular finger goes inside you just to do a little stretch here and there. The second finger was when it starts to feel too good for you. Your eyes shut and your voice starts to feel good.

He made his hand shake a little and then come out. Only for his tip to slip in fully in you and then gradually expand his shaft inside your pussy. You feel good, Mark was addicted to the feeling of his cock buried in your velvety new walls.

He grunts, his breath shaking. “Ah fuck Y/n, you feel better than i thought you would.”

It took every ounce of his body not to rut against you like a wild fucking beast, Mark moves up against your stomach. Your hands tremble upwards to hold his forearms.

“Mh! Fuck, it kind of hurts.” Your voice murmurs and the boy had his attention all on you. He was watching only your face when his body did the moving thing. When you told him it kind of hurts, Mark had a feeling the pain will turn to pleasure soon for you. All he could do was give a small ‘shh’ and a kiss on the forehead for you.

You’re kind of glad Mark is your first. He seems to be gentle and loving enough for this. If it was anyone else you don’t think they would be as supportive as he was to you.

A simple kiss on the forehead made your worries disappear. And you let him rut against your pussy that squelches on his shape, taking every single inch of his cock until he was balls deep.

He was right, the pain did turn to pleasure real soon.

He brushed some of your hair back from your face as his thrusts connect to his pivoting muscles and hips. Mark admires your honesty expressions too, he couldn’t help himself. You were pretty even in this state.

The boy brushed down your jawline, he leans to capture a kiss on your lips. Your voice slips off like a breathy breeze. “Mark — feels too good.”

He smiles down at you. “I know,”

Your thighs wrap themselves on his waist and that brought him deeper in a whole new position when he is pushing in your loving arms. And then you feel a strong urge in the stomach, something that’s about to explode.

Your eyebrow ends connect, furrowing. “M’think I’m gonna cum…”

You didn’t exactly know but the feeling was so intense it overlaps your hearing and your brain goes back moments later after the surging sensation washes over you.

Mark feels you cumming right on his cock, he grits his teeth together jawline attached with his remaining strength.

“Me too, I’m close, hold on.” He mumbles lowly until he fucks himself just enough to pull out of you and then flick his wrist down the shaft to paint you of his cum on your bare stomach.

Deeply breathing the boy pulls back on the bed, you achingly sit up with a small groan. You never felt your body become this sore.

Your eyes watch Mark as the boy brushed back his hair with his hand. You both look like visible messes. Sweating and panting.

Your lips curve into a small smile. “So, do you need help with anything else in your classes?”

Mark gave a visible chuckle somehow it feels like you’re going to be more of a distraction when you’re going to tutor him than he likes to believe.

“Uhh, let’s see.” He replies, looking at the studying materials you guys left unattended on the floor. Scattered is the right word more like.

“I think I prefer to Exchange Lessons.” He admits, causing you to chuckle.

Mark thinks you do too, considering you’re not disagreeing.

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i want to request where y/n leaves them on seen when they text her" i love you " lmao

Love you lots 🫶

leaving dreamies on read.

hi thank you hope u love !! 🫶🫶

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cigarettesaftersuh · 2 months

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⟡ boyfriend johnny

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qwymarkii · 9 months

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stay with me

husband!yuta x fem!reader

synopsis : built up issues with yuta leads to you exploding, with regretful feelings .

genre : married couple, arguing, angst, crying, make up in the end.

word count : 1.3k

"so you don't want to stay with me?"

you unlock the door after another debilitating day of your hellish life. the only thing that would make your day better was yuta. he was like a light shining through a hole. the only way you could escape was to be in his presence.

silence filled the large home, which was a touch unsettling. typically, yuta would always be doing something that would send the whole neighborhood into shock just because of how loud he always was. you expected him to be playing music. seeing as you asked him to fold your laundry before you left for work.

you scanned the house, and finally you opened the bedroom door to a sleeping yuta. you groaned, dropping your purse to the floor.

as you walked over to the bed, you noticed the unfolded laundry still in the same position it had been earlier that day.

"YUTA!" an outburst came out, sending yuta into an automatic upright position. he looked around to see you standing at the end of your bed, enrage displayed all over your face.

"hey y/n, how was today?" he asked sleepily, , you rolled your eyes, trying not to let the tears you felt pent up in the corners of your eyes drop onto your cheek. yuta stood up, removing the covers, only a pair of boxers were present on his tanned figure. he felt a bit uneasy as you just stood there, slowly digging your nails into the palms of your hands. still unresponsive to his question.

"y/n, babe, why aren't you answering?" furrowing his brows as he snaked his arms around your waist. he ran his hands along your back, patiently waiting for you to acknowledge his actions. you felt a tear fall down your face. all of your emotions were just slowly boiling to the top, and you tried to push them back down.

"i--" you started, choking on your words. nothing was able to come out. did yuta really appreciate you? if he did wouldn't he have did the basic task you asked of him. wouldn't he have remembered your anniversary? wouldn't he have chosen you over hanging out with his friends? wouldn't he have been there for you when you lost your job? wouldn't he have been there when you sprained your ankle? wouldn't he have been there to support you through thick and thin?

as you thought about all of those things, stiff as a board in yuta's grip, you couldn't help but just let go. go limp in his arms. you broke down, out of anger, frustration, loneliness, and heartbreak.

"b-babe what's wrong? did something happen at work?"

" i don't know yuta… is there something wrong?" you indirectly questioned him. he didn't understand, he knew work was always stressful for you. but he was just so bamboozled by how you've reacted since the moment you entered the bedroom.

you stood up, walking out of the room without another word. yuta followed you down the stairs in the hallway, and into the kitchen, where he finally decided to stop you.

"can you please just tell me what's wrong? you're not like this…" yuta pleaded for an answer from you.

"you know what, yuta, to be honest, im sick of your bullshit! i-i feel that you're always somewhere else, even if you're right next to me." you retorted, removing his restraint from your wrist.

" y/n--"

" every small thing i ask of you, there's always some barrier stopping you from doing it. but then again, is there really? you literally be a good husband. but no~ for some goddamn reason that's too hard for you it's, it's like im in a relationship with myself."

yuta still a tad puzzled about what could have caused this outburst, so he decided to ask.

" could you at least tell me why you're having such a big outburst?" he began, feeling somewhat angered that you just went off on him.

you exhaled, struggling to gather all the words you wanted to shout at him.

"you. you, yuta nakamoto. you're the fucking reason. do you ever think about that? i doubt it because you're always caught up in something other than your own fiancée."

then it finally clicked.

" is this about the laundry? i can do that right now, i-i was just… kinda busy so i wasn't able to get around to it." he responded.

you walked around the kitchen island towards your couch, where you positioned yourself.

" im done." you said.

" done? with what?" he questioned you, still standing in the kitchen. " y-you haven't even answered my question yet." he walked over to the couch to stand behind you. you turned your body around to face him, tears in your eyes once again.

" i… i just wish you cared about me more, i feel i can't even live with you anymore." yuta's heart dropped. you then stood up from the couch as you grabbed your diamond ring you've never once taken off. sliding it off your finger and shoving it yuta's hand. your tears continued to flow as you walked back up the stairs.

yuta stared at the ring he proposed to you with, a year after you two established your relationship. he felt that he was a good husband. he was patient, he listened, he made you food. but those are basic necessities for any marriage.

he trudged back up the stairs, clueless of how he was going to approach you without another outburst.

yuta knocked on the door to let you know he was there, before opening the door to you under the covers. he walked over to you sitting next to your feet.

" im sorry." he finally announced. that's all you've been waiting for. a fucking apology. but at this point was it enough.

" yuta..." you whispered. he scooted a bit closer to you.

" i don't think i wanna do this anymore."

" h-huh are you being serious? do you really want to get a divorce?" he questioned. he pulled the covers off of you, instantly hugging you.

" so is that really it y/n, you don't want to stay with me?"

" i- i don't think i can--"

"no. no, no i don't care, I'll propose to you a million times. I DON'T CARE. i need you. please you're my only source of happiness." he pleaded, you felt his tears bead onto your shoulder. yuta seemed to be in distress. was this really how he felt? why didn't he show it?

" y/n please.… don't leave me." he stated. you sighed out, your body going limp in his. you two fell back on the pillows, crying in each other's arms.

" i love you." you both mumbled in unison.

" can i have my ring back though?"

#nct x reader #yuta x reader #nct angst #married au #nct 127 #nct fanfic #nct scenarios #nct recs #yuta nakamoto #nct imagines #yuta fluff #yuta scenarios #nct #nctzen #kpop x reader #cursing warning #nct u x reader

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marvelous-llama · 2 months

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NCT recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

With Love, John by @neoculturecollectives

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 7.8k) strangers to lovers, slowburn - angst, fluff, smut, romance John is a personality all of his own. He can talk to anyone, charm everyone, and still go home with no one because he's bored of it. Bored of the blushing, tired of the smiling eyes with brows arched up in awe of him, sick to death of the strands of hair being pushed behind bright red ears because he is an Adonis among mortals. Then there's you. His ice water. The girl who makes him obsessed with a single poem because although those words aren't yours, you've opened a dictionary just for him and the words splash him and freeze him in place.

Midnight Drive by @sakuurae

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 12.2k) strangers to lovers - fluff, smut the waiter at a new restaurant is more than dashing and he catches every fragment of your attention. good thing you decide to stay after hours, to which he gladly offers a late night drive to you that only escalates into something more.

Rough but soft by @neoculturetravesty

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 8.2k) coworkers to lovers, idol!Johnny - angst, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff(ish) You’re so tired of trying to find a man who would understand the deep complexities of what you need, sleeping with him, being utterly unsatisfied and then spending the next few weeks avoiding him because you were too ashamed. You were tired of baring your soul, your body, the inner workings of your mind to yet another man who couldn’t satisfy you. So when you meet Johnny Suh, you know right away that he would be the man that makes all your wet dreams come true. But you shouldn’t want him. He’s an idol, and you work for him. You have no right to want him, to lust after him... and you definitely have no right to catch feelings for him.

series

love me now by @epinebleue

Johnny x fem!reader established relationship - fluff, angst, smut

#nct #nct 127 #nct u #nct x reader #nct smut #nct recs #nct 127 recs #johnny #nct johnny #johnny suh #johnny x reader #nct johnny x reader #johnny suh x reader #johnny smut

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su11yoon · 9 months

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a queerplatonic relationship with na jaemin !!

“Queerplatonic relationships and queerplatonic partnerships are committed intimate relationships which are not romantic in nature. They may differ from usual close friendships by having more explicit commitment, validation, status, structure, and norms, similar to a conventional romantic relationship.” Wikipedia

contents: lowercase intentional, gender neutral reader, self indulgent, headcanons, queerplatonic relationship/partnership with jaemin, aromantic character(s), friends to friends who hold hands and kiss, not beta read

a/n: i’m writing this after realizing i want this with one of my friends haha

⋆ you had been looking for a roommate and through mutual friends met jaemin who had been needing a place to live

⋆ he moves into your apartment and at first you were nervous you wouldn’t get along, but the two of you hit it off pretty well

⋆ you had the same interests and jaemin just seems like he would be so easy to talk to

⋆ now jaemin is very affectionate, so hugs and words of appreciation are abundant once you get closer

⋆ it first starts off with side hugs and compliments but then it turns into asking to hold your hand while out in public and cuddling together while catching movies

⋆ you’re very comfortable around jaemin and he’s very comfortable around you

⋆ one of your friends asks you about all the touching and you simply brush it off

⋆ because it’s just so nice and awesome and sweet :)

⋆ your friend doesn’t really get it and just kind of. assumes you have a crush on him

⋆ but you don’t, and you know you don’t

⋆ but what if jaemin does like you?

⋆ it wouldn’t be jaemin’s fault if he did have a crush on you, but the thought kind of makes you feel uncomfortable

⋆ it’s odd being viewed in a romantic light and you’re not sure you like it the thought of it

⋆ jaemin notices the lack of affection from you and while he does miss your little cheek kisses and good night hugs he doesn’t wanna say anything and make you uncomfortable :(

⋆ after seeing how jaemin steps back from your friendship you begin to feel guilty because you know he’s probably overthinking it

⋆ you decide to be a responsible and reasonable roommate and have a talk about what’s been going on and why you’ve been kind of off

⋆ you tell jaemin you really enjoy the way you two act, but you don’t think you would ever want a romantic relationship

⋆ you would have hated for him to get the wrong idea from your actions

⋆ jaemin only smiles because :) he also really enjoys how you two function and he’s perfectly fine with never involving romance into your relationship

⋆ phew

⋆ what a relief

⋆ you aren’t dating, but you’re also not, not dating

⋆ you’re more than friends but less than lovers

⋆ it’s a little hard for others to understand but it makes perfect sense to you two

⋆ you hold hands, and you kiss, and you share the same bed, and you say i love you all without any sort of romance in your relationship

⋆ jaemin’s favorite part of the day is when he gets to wrap both of his arms around you and squeeze as tight as he can

⋆ and then he gives you a little smooch on the cheek or wherever he feels like

⋆ and then the two of interlock your fingers whenever you’re out and about <3

⋆ and you force out awkward thank yous whenever someone compliments you on how cute your boyfriend is

⋆ but then at night when it’s time for bed you and jaemin lay next to each other and whisper jokes to each other and try not laugh too loud and it’s like you’re having a sleepover every day

⋆ and it doesn’t really make sense to most people, but it makes sense to you and that’s all that matters

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