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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years

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shut up and ride.

Pairing: Saeyoung Choi x f!reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: Revving/pedal pumping/cranking kink, car sex, blow/hand job (oral giving), deepthroating, tears/crying (in a good way tho), riding, praise, pet name princess and good girl, unprotected sex, switch!Saeyoung, switch!reader

Summary: Saeyoung meets you after an illegal street race and, yeah okay, he's down bad

Word Count: 5k words

A/N: Revving is sexual arousal from watching a person rev the engine of a vehicle, usually a person wearing high heeled shoes. (Omg the title. Haha, get it? Like shut up and drive. Like the song-)

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Kinktober Day 14 - Masterlist

Saeyoung can feel his heart racing as fast as the cars in front of him. He’s starting to get choked up, his breathing becoming labored. God, he has so much resting on this. Maybe Yoosung was right. Maybe he shouldn’t have placed a bet. But it’s his birthday! He can do whatever the fuck he wants!

Right?

His eyes follow the red vehicle as he leans forward in anticipation, it becoming nothing but a blur as it drives past his vision from just how fast it was going. Saeyoung has always been a car person, but he doesn’t think he could ever drive quite like this. I mean, these people are risking their lives. He wonders why some of them do it. Maybe for the money, the attention, the sex, the trophies and medals. Or maybe they just do it for the rush, for the adrenaline. Saeyoung can get that with the way his veins are filled with the addicting stuff right now. He feels like he’s on a high just watching them. He can’t imagine how it’d feel if he was the one actually driving.

To Saeyoung’s relief, the cherry red car soars across the finish line almost a solid second before the other car does. Saeyoung jumps up and starts to scream at the top of his lungs in joy, springing up and down alongside Yoosung. He can hear people around him tearing up tickets and cursing, sending glares to the both of them, but he can’t find it in himself to even pretend to care, flashing them a cocky grin as he starts making his way to the ticket booth.

“You were right! This is way better than an arcade! Thanks for bringing me here, man,” he says to Yoosung as he wraps an arm around his shoulder, rubbing his knuckles lightly over the blond locks.

“Hey! Stop it!” When he does, the shorter male grunts and rubs his head with a furrowed brow as he looks up at him before instantly bouncing back to his usual self. He really is like a golden retriever. “I told you to trust me!” Yoosung replies to Saeyoung’s earlier statement with a jab to the taller man’s arm.

Saeyoung can’t help but let out a puff of laughter, putting his hands up in defeat. “I know, I know. You can’t just not expect me to get nervous on our first date though, babe,” he jokes, sending the blond a shit-eating grin. Yoosung huffs as if he’s annoyed, but he can see the smile he’s trying so desperately to hide.

“Even if this was a date, this wouldn’t even be our first one, babe,” he replies, putting emphasis on the pet name, full-on grinning up at Saeyoung now.

“Awe, babe!” he coos, wrapping his best friend up in a hug and dramatically swinging him around. Yoosung laughs and returns the hug gladly. He’s always been an affectionate guy. “Nah, but for real,” Saeyoung starts as he sets him down, “I was just a little nervous is all, man. When you told me we were going somewhere else when you picked me up, I got a little worried.”

“Yeah, well, as your best friend, I know what you like and I knew you’d kill for an opportunity like this.”

“Say, remind me again how you found out about this,” Saeyoung says as he looks to his side at the younger male.

“Don’t worry about it,” he says as they reach the booth, handing both of their tickets over to cash their money in. As they’re watching the man behind the glass lick his fingers and begin counting the bills, someone strolls up behind them. The only reason Saeyoung even checks behind him is because of the familiar sound of heels clacking on the ground.

He turns to find a goddess behind him.

Well, she’s probably not actually a goddess, but she might as well be.

She’s checking her phone as she waits for her turn and Saeyoung can’t help but grin. He’s already on such a high that he couldn’t think of any possible downfalls to what he’s about to do, even if he tried.

“Sup,” he greets with an upward motion of his head, leaning against the booth’s counter.

She looks up and Saeyoung loses his breath a little. Is it even legal to be that attractive? Surely not.

“Hey,” she casually returns before looking back down at her phone, popping a bubble with her gum.

“Here to cash in your reward?” he guesses.

“Yup,” is her short reply, popping the last letter along with another bubble.

“Ah, so you betted on The Red Reaper too then?” he continues, his smile getting bigger.

To his surprise, she barks out a laugh and gives him a once over before her gaze returns right back to her phone.

“Yeah. Something like that,” is her vague reply, making Saeyoung hum as he purses his lips. Ah, a challenge. He likes a good challenge.

“Yeah, it’s actually my first time,” he brags, “I’ve never seen someone drive like that before. He’s really good!” At this, her thumb stops scrolling and she tilts her head back to look at him.

“He?” she asks, her head tilting to the side as her eyes roam him up and down.

“Uh, yeah?” he says confusedly. I mean, he guesses there’s a chance that it’s not a man, but that’s very slim. As a big car guy like himself, you meet a lot of people who are also big car people. Not very many of them tend to be women.

She only laughs again though and smirks over at him. Before he can ask her what’s so funny, the guy behind the glass starts saying something to him. He turns and watches as the man slides the envelope through the hole beneath the glass. Saeyoung grins once more as he snatches the envelope up.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about! Sweet, sweet cash!” he cheers after he places a big, fat kiss onto the white paper before holding it up in victory. Yoosung just laughs from beside him before stepping aside. He had betted on Purple Lightning, who to be fair came in second, so he didn’t win anything.

“Who knew five hundred dollars would be so small?” Yoosung jokes as he opens up Saeyoung’s envelope. The redhead doesn’t hear him though since he’s now gaping at the woman who was once standing behind him.

Did the booth tender just say-

“Alright, here you go, Ms. (L/n)! 100,000 big ones!” She hums as she picks up the envelope, thanking him as she grabs the zipper of her rubber jacket. This is when he notices her getup. She’s dressed like the drivers and their team. Does that mean-

His train of thought is interrupted when she unzips enough to show her bra, the hand holding the envelope sliding the package between the cup and strap before letting it go and zipping it back up. Saeyoung gulps as he watches the whole thing, his eyes finally trailing back to her face once she’s zipped her jacket back up. He freezes in his tracks though when his eyes meet hers, a big smirk on her face. How long has she been watching him?

“You’re welcome!” she calls to him as she spins around on a foot and starts to walk off.

“What?” he asks dumbfounded, his brain still trying to process what the fuck just happened. Did she just basically congratulate him on the free show she just gave him?

“You’re welcome,” she repeats. “For the money, I mean,” she further explains, turning to look at him over her shoulder and shooting him a wink. He looks down at the envelope, it feeling flimsy compared to hers which was stuffed to the brim.

Oh.

She’s the reason he won the money. Right.

“Wait!” he’s calling before he can think it through. To his surprise though, she actually turns around to look at him.

“Yes?” she asks with a raised brow, a cocky smile on her lips.

“I, uh…” he stammers, trying to think of something to say. “I’m sorry for assuming you’re a man. I jus-”

“Don’t worry about it. It happens all the time,” she brushes off, moving to turn to walk away again.

“It’s not okay though!” he shouts a little louder than necessary, causing passersby to look over at them. He winces before speaking again, much softer this time. “Can I, uh, see your car?” His grip on his envelope tightens as she stares him down, seemingly contemplating her answer. Just when he thinks she’s going to deny him, she shoots him a smile.

“Sure,” she agrees with a shrug, turning around for the third time and actually starting to put some distance between them.

“Cool! We get t-”

“Sorry, bud,” Saeyoung interrupts his friend. “Just me,” he explains, shooting him an apologetic smile before taking off after the beauty. Yoosung huffs and crosses his arms over his chest, rolling his eyes a bit.

“Why is he always the one that gets to get laid wherever we go?” he grumbles to himself before walking away from the booth to go look around at the other contestants’ cars.

Saeyoung catches up to the woman soon enough and can feel his veins buzzing with excitement. “What’s your name?” she suddenly speaks up, startling him.

“Saeyoung! Yours?” he replies quickly, maybe a little too quickly.

“Just call me The Red Reaper or Red for short,” she dismisses. He nods his head frantically, trying to calm his beating heart.

“Got it, Ms. Reaper,” he flirts with a wink. She only raises a brow at him though before continuing to walk forward. Saeyoung bites his lip as he studies her before looking away.

Shit, shit, shit. What does he say? He’s making a damn idiot out of himself! She probably thinks he’s one anyway. He has an IQ of 123, damn it! Surely he can talk to a woman!

“Here we are,” she announces, stopping under a bridge. Saeyoung blinks out of his thoughts to find the fiery red car sitting there in the shadows, looking like a predator ready to pounce.

“Can I…” he starts before trailing off once more, figuring it was dumb to ask. She probably doesn’t let people in her car willy-nilly, especially strangers.

“Wanna get inside?” she asks smirking over at him as she pops another bubble.

“Yes please,” he squeaks, meekly smiling at her. God, this is the start of, like, seven of his wet dreams. She chuckles and pulls her keys out of her pocket, swinging them around her finger as she heads towards the vehicle.

She unlocks it and then gets behind the wheel, waiting for him to get in on the passenger side before starting up the car. And man does she purr. Saeyoung ghosts his hands over the dashboard, not finding a single spec of dust on it. Her crew must clean her car like crazy. Then again, if it were him, they wouldn’t be able to drag him away from the beaut.

“Wanna take her for a spin?” she asks, watching him with glinting eyes. His head snaps around to look at her, his jaw completely unhinging.

“What? Are you serious?”

“Yeah, why not?” she replies with a shrug. She doesn’t even wait for him to tell her that he would kill someone right now if she told him to if she promised to give him a ride. No, instead, she’s putting the car in gear and slamming her ruby red heel on the gas pedal. Saeyoung cries out as he lurches back, his hands quickly grappling for the seatbelt and strapping himself in. She just laughs though, the sound coming out a little crazed. Saeyoung is so into it though. Is that weird? Maybe it’s a little weird.

He definitely can’t find it in himself to care though since his pants are straining to hide a surprise from her. He inhales a shaky breath as he reaches down to adjust himself, glancing at her to see if she notices. She just shifts the car into second gear, and then third, a smirk on her face and her knuckles turning white from her grip on the wheel and gear stick.

After getting all the way up to the fifth gear, he’s straining so hard in his pants it’s embarrassing. Even middle school him would be blushing like a schoolgirl if he could see himself now. He doesn’t know why he’s so turned on right now.

Okay, that’s a lie. He knows exactly why, and it may or may not have something to do with the sexy lady in a Nomex suit with red heels on that’s making them go 200 miles per hour right now. He’s both terrified about how fast they’re going and also wishing they could go even faster. Watching from the outside, you realize they’re going fast, but actually being on the inside is a whole different story.

To his surprise, and dismay, she starts to slow the vehicle down, a pout coming to Saeyoung’s face. “Hey, why are we stopping? We were just getting started!” he half-jokes, understanding that she’s probably a busy lady with lots of things to do who shouldn't be wasting her precious time on a fanboy like him.

She chuckles at him as she parks her car where it was earlier, throwing her arm across the back of his chair once the stick shift is on P. “I figured you’d want the full tour of the car. Famous people have sat in this very car, you know,” she replies, giving him a once over and he swears he can see her smirk grow, but she must just be amused by how easily impressed he is.

“No way! Really? Who?” he asks quickly, a little breathlessly. His heart is still beating so quickly and his chest is moving too fast for his liking.

“Chris Evans, Jimmy Fallon, and Ryan Reynolds to name a few,” she replies casually, as if that isn’t the coolest thing Saeyoung has ever heard in his entire life.

“You’re lying,” he whispers, the air leaving his body in one whoosh.

“Nope. They signed my seats. Go check it out for yourself,” she replies with a shrug, chuckling as Saeyoung throws himself out of the car to dive into the backseat. She gracefully steps out of the car and turns to the back, opening the door to find him avidly searching the seats. He vaguely hears her spit her gum out, but he’s too busy looking for signatures to really notice.

“Where? Where are they?” he asks urgently, his eyes wide and searching.

“Come to this side. It’s hard to see in the dark. They’re right here,” she says as she points to the back of the driver’s seat. He scoots himself over to that side and looks to where she’s pointing.

“What? But there’s no sig-”

He gasps as he’s suddenly shoved to the side, now laying on his side. A yelp escapes him when she starts crawling into the car, pressing on his right side to lay him flat on his back. Once she’s done this and straddled his hips, she reaches back for the car door and pulls it shut.

The silence after that is deafening. Well, he should say that his heartbeat pounding in his ears is deafening. Speaking of heartbeats, he can feel his in his dick, feeling his member throb with each pound.

She hums as she rubs her hands along his chest and abdomen, sitting herself right on top of where he’s throbbing away in his pants. “What…what are you doing?” he stutters out, having to swallow and start the sentence again with the way his voice quivers.

“Going for a ride,” she coos with a wink. If he weren’t currently shaking like a chihuahua and trying not to cum from this alone, he probably would’ve laughed. He just swallows heavily instead, watching as she slides down his legs, straddling them now as her hands come to rest on his thighs. He inhales deeply and moves his eyes to the ceiling, taking a shaky breath as he silently prays to god.

Please don’t let me cum too early. Please don’t let me cum too soon. Please don-

A sharp gasp fills his lungs when one of her hands comes to rest over the growing bulge, a low hum escaping her. He lifts his head up to look down at her, his hands squeezing the leather–pleather?–of her backseat.

“Mm, you’re so hard, baby. All for me?” she coos, giving him an innocent smile and bat of her lashes even as she bends forward to press her nose and cheek into the outline of his cock.

Oh god, oh god, oh god, o-

“Hm? C’mon, tell me. Tell me you want it,” she whispers, mouthing over where the tip of his dick rests. He feels hot all over and he just knows that his face is matching his hair right now.

“I…I want you to…” he starts before bringing his hands to his face to hide from her intense gaze.

“Come on, baby. You can do it. Tell Ms. Reaper what you want,” she purrs, starting to massage her hand over the length of him now. Oh god, oh fuck-

He removes his hands and mutters, “Want ‘ur mouth on me…wanna feel it so bad…”

When he finally brings his gaze back down to her, he chokes on his own spit at what’s awaiting him. Her eyes seem to be alight with lust, a fire in her eyes that fits perfectly with The Red Reaper.

Her deft hands make quick work of his button and zipper, tugging his jeans off faster than he can blink. She grabs the waistband of his boxers, which–oh my god, please kill him now–are his red Spider-Man underwear.

She just chuckles and leans down again, ass in the air as she mouths over his cock. Her mouth is right where Spider-Man’s pointer finger is stretched out, leaving a wet mark there, while the tip of his cock is resting where Spider-Man’s middle fingers are curled away, his precum leaving wetness there.

She doesn’t wait long though to tug those off too, and he feels pride swell in his chest when she lets out a shaky sigh once he’s free. And, listen, he may not be the thickest guy out there, but he definitely has some length to him! He may or may not be eight inches–not that he measured or anything! So yeah, excuse him for letting his ego boost a bit at the fact that the infamous Red Reaper is turned on by how big he is.

He squeaks when she practically chokes on his dick right away, his hands moving to her head. “Hey–woah! Slow down! Oh my god-”

He groans and lets his head fall back to the seat when she finds her groove almost right away, her head rising and falling as she sucks him off. He’s shaking all over again beneath her, his hands tightening in her hair as he tries to focus on not cumming too early. Or at all. God, he’d pay every last penny he owned just to get inside of her. To feel her gummy walls squish and squeeze him, coating his long cock in her heady juices. Oh god, now he wants to taste her.

He’s brought out of his daydream when she runs her tongue on the underside of his dick, tracing a protruding vein with her pink muscle. He moans and thrusts his hips up a little, his cock jolting in her mouth a bit when he hears her gurgle around his length. Fuck, that shouldn’t be as hot as it was.

He brings his hips back down though and makes a promise to not do it again, not wanting to make her uncomfortable or scare her off. To his surprise though, after a minute or two without him doing it again, she begins to whine. He, of course, forgot all about it and has no idea why she’s whining. He starts to assume things, thinking she’s getting tired of blowing him and wishes he’d cum already, or that she’s becoming impatient and just wants him inside of her. Oh god, he hopes it’s that last one-

“Do that again.”

He blinks as he brings his head up to look down at her, biting his lip at the sight of her. She’s got teary eyes and puffy lips, her mouth parted to let quickened breaths enter and exit in little huffs.

“What?” is his brilliant reply.

“Fuck my mouth again. It was hot,” she replies before getting right back to it.

At first, he just gapes at her as if she’s lost her mind, his brain not computing why she would want such a thing. After that though, the logical side of his brain takes the backseat, much like him, and the horny fiend part of his brain takes over.

He groans and laces his hands in her hair as he plants his feet on the seat by her legs. He then, without warning, begins to thrust up into her mouth. The feeling of the tip of his cock ramming down into her throat and making her gag is a new definition of euphoric to him. Quick, someone call the lexicographer because the word ‘euphoria’ needs a new definition.

euphoria /yo͞oˈfôrēə/; noun; the feeling or state of touching the back of someone’s throat with your dick.

With this euphoric feeling arising, so does his orgasm. His moans get louder and his grip on her tightens as he gets closer and closer to his peak. To his disappointment though, she pulls her head back with a gasp. She coughs a bit as she stares up at him, a few tears streaking down her face as she does so.

He smiles sheepishly at her as he reaches up and cups her face, gently thumbing the tears away. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes, looking her over to make sure she’s okay.

“Don’t be. I wanted you to do that,” she reassures with a smile, her voice sounding scratchy from the activities from moments before. He grins up at her and can’t help but want to kiss her at that moment. They haven’t done so yet though, so maybe she doesn’t want to?

He doesn’t get the chance to really think about it or try to do so, because she’s suddenly going up on her knees and unzipping her suit. “Oh wow, okay, cool, dope, this is actually happening, okay, oh my god-”

She laughs at his rambling, his heart going ballistic in his chest at her smile. Note to self: get her to do that more often. He watches her pull her zipper down tantalizingly slow, gulping when it’s pulled down as low as it can go. Another note to self: get her to do this more often too.

He takes note of the money still resting in her bra, the package seeming to have slipped a bit from its original placement. He looks up at her face once more, finding her smirking, before slowly bringing his hands to her shoulders. After checking in with her one more time, he slides his hands under the material of her suit before gliding his hands down her arms. The suit falls to her hips with ease, leaving her upper half in only her bra. She goes to slip her bra off before his hands come up to stop her.

“Don’t,” he whispers, his eyes flickering between hers and her chest. Something about seeing the envelope that he knows is filled with money that she won from her race from riding in this car that they’re about to have sex in has his cock stirring.

She hums as she cards her hands through his messy hair, smiling down at him. “You’re so sexy,” he mumbles as he leans forward to start kissing the globes of her breasts poking out from the top of her bra. He looks up at her through his lashes, finding her smile has gotten bigger. Good.

His hands move to tug her suit down her legs, becoming a little sad when he finds she’s wearing panties. It makes sense, but he had hopes. He’s not sad, however, to find her panties are bright red, just like her shoes.

“Mm,” he moans, letting his fingers rub at her clit through her underwear. He closes his eyes and whimpers when he feels her wetness seeping through the cotton. This is bad. He might cum way too soon. Like, embarrassingly soon.

“Come on, baby. Touch me,” she groans. Saeyoung wanted to take it as her begging for him, but he knew it was actually her commanding him.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” he whispers a little too breathlessly before pulling away from her chest with a wink. His eyes wander down her chest where he’s left countless marks before trailing down her naval, settling on where her panties are sticking to her. He smirks a bit as he grabs the sides of them, lightly snapping the material against her skin. She jumps a bit before huffing and giving his hair a tug.

“Stop being a tease,” she snaps, becoming impatient.

“Sorry. Didn’t know you were in such a hurry for my cock, princess,” he teases, directing his smirk up at her now. She opens her mouth to reply but doesn’t get a word in since he tugs her panties down and sticks two of his fingers in her dripping hole in one go. She gasps and arches her body towards him, using her kneeling above him to her advantage. She starts to slide up and down his fingers like she’s riding his cock already. Shit, she might as well be with the way her tongue is lolling out of her mouth and all the noises she’s making for him.

“Feel good, baby? Hm?” he coos, rubbing his two fingers along her gummy walls in search of that one special spot inside of her. She just nods her head, trying to bring her hazy, half-lidded gaze to his face but she can’t tear her eyes away from how his veins are bulging in his arms from how rigorously he’s fingering her.

She tosses her head back with a wanton cry, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession. “There it is,” Saeyoung mutters, chuckling darkly as he starts rubbing that spot faster. After a moment, he slips his fingers out only to slip them back in with the third one joining. He watches as her slick drips down his fingers and begins coating his palm and wrist. “God, you’re so fucking wet,” he hisses, his dick straining against his belly. He swiftly pulls his fingers out and grabs ahold of her hips once more, tugging her down closer to his body. He then uses the hand that’s wet to grip his cock, sliding his hand along himself before pointing it up towards her.

“There you go,” he coos as she starts to lower herself down onto him, “Just like that, baby. Mm, keep going. Swallow me up, princess.” He rests his head back against the seat, taking notice of how the windows of her car are foggy from their passion. He smirks at the sight before focusing back on her, watching how his cock disappears between her legs. “Such a good girl,” he praises, his fingers leaving marks on her hips from how hard he’s holding onto her.

Once she’s all the way down, she pants and stares into his eyes, trembling in his hold. “So good…such a good girl for me…all for me…” he praises, tucking some loose hair behind her ear. She mewls at the words escaping him, her teeth pulling at her bottom lip. He then watches as she raises herself up again, his cock now covered in her gooey arousal.

It doesn’t take her long to start riding him in earnest, her breasts bouncing with each thrust she makes. Her thighs tense anytime she rises up, her body quickly becoming coated in a light layer of sweat in her desperation. Saeyoung licks and nips at her chest as she rides him, her walls clenching around him anytime he sucks new marks in her chest.

“I’m close, baby. You gonna milk me dry?” he whispers breathily, pulling away from her chest to watch her body work. She groans and nods her head, starting to rise and drop even faster than before. “That’s my good girl,” he coos, letting his hands play with her tits now so that he can watch her. He plants his feet firmly on the seat before starting to meet her thrusts halfway.

She screams his name as she cums around his cock, her cream making a halo around the base of his dick. He grunts and curses under his breath before quickly tugging her up, his cum spraying across his stomach. He hisses as her hand reaches down to continue working him, tugging every last drop of cum from his slit.

After he’s done, he lowers her down on top of him and smiles up at her. She smiles back, a drop of sweat gliding down the side of her face. To his surprise, she leans forward and connects their lips for a passionate, but short, kiss. She pulls away, but he connects their lips for three more short pecks before letting her go.

“Wow, you really know how to work a shaft,” Saeyoung jokes, purposely saying ‘shaft’ instead of ‘shift.’

“Oh my god-” she mumbles before starting to laugh, her eyes lighting up at the terrible joke. He can’t help but kiss her again, loving the way her smile looks.

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euphoricesctasy · 1 year

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saerans nsfw hcs when?

i wasn't sure if you wanted softer saeran/ray or unknown saeran, so why not both ? ________________________________________________________ UNKNOWN SAERAN - wow. - this man's kinks now no bounds - his biggest ones are breath play, impact play, knife/gun/other forms of weapons play, and bondage - as well as a hugeee breeding kink. - sex is usually one sided with saeran, he doesn't care if you feel good, he just enjoys the dominance and power he has over you. - he'll almost always blindfold you, it makes him feel like he has more control over you - more often than not, he'll start by stripping you, tying you up, blindfolding you, and running a gun or knife down your body, over your tits, up and down your thighs, and gently through your folds. he likes the whimper you let out when you recognise what it is that he's using. - if he's feeling extra ~spicy~, he'll gag you as well, but he's not a huge fan of it because it means any noise you make is quieter than it would be without the gag. - saeran will usually take you standing up, against a wall, or from behind, with one hand tight around your throat or pulling at your hair, while the other delivers harsh, sharp smacks to your ass. - he really could not care less if you cum or not, again - sex isn't about you with saeran - it's about him, making HIMSELF feel good, and expressing the power he has over you. - he always cums in you, his breeding kink is HUGE and he's able to bring more members into mint eye this way.

RAY/SOFT SAERAN - ray is the COMPLETE opposite. - he has absolutely no kinks at all, sex for him is about showing you how much he loves you and enjoys being with you - he'll usually be on top of you, one hand intwined with yours while the other cups your face, kissing you and whispering 'i love you, y/n' over and over. - he's never rough and never fast, he doesn't want to hurt you and he certainly doesn't want to rush his time with you. - he hits you with long, deep but slow strokes, everything about sex with ray is so sweet and always makes you feel so loved. - he loves mutual masturbation, he finds it so intimate, so sweet, he loves touching you and having you touch him back - he touches you like you could break at any minute, he is so so soft and gentle with you. - with encouragement he could go a LITTLE harder, but he never wants to push you or make you uncomfortable or hurt you.

#finally a new full length post!#mystic messenger nsft #mystic messenger #mystic messenger smut #mystic messenger saeran #mystic messenger saeran smut #saeran choi #saeran choi smut #saeran choi nsft

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junibunny · 2 months

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18+, nsft, minors dni, total perv!seven, voyeurism (it was kinda definitely intentional, but seven doesn't know and its never stated), seven is implied to be a sub!leaning!switch, not canon compliant

seven had started to grow a resentment towards you. he couldn't hate you, or anything that you did to him, but what he hated was how he was so pathetic that he couldn't do anything if he wasn't able to just turn his head to "check-up" on you. and by "check-up," of course, i mean palm himself through his jeans for 20 minutes while you did whatever mundane task you had to complete. today, he's been watching you cook... something for lunch. he has not taken his eyes off of your ass, not something he was proud of, but he really really couldn't tell if what you were wearing would classify as shorts or underwear. which also makes him wonder if there was anything underneath them. that thought makes seven get up out of his chair and take a few laps around his room. he really never thought he'd be this guy, the kind of guy who literally needs a glass of water and a walk to calm down after just thinking of pussy he's never tasted. after downing the rest of a half empty soda can he found on a shelf in his room, he hesitantly returns to his workspace. he couldn't focus with you around, and he couldn't focus when he couldn't see you. he much prefers seeing you, so that's the one he's going with. when he sits back down, he realizes that he made the right decision. in the time between him losing it over thinking about your ass and him coming back down to earth, you somehow forgot that there was a camera pointed towards the stove and that whole counter. or maybe you were just too desperate that you didn't care if seven was watching you use the corner of a counter for a bit of relief. god. how long has it been since you've touched yourself or even been touched? because it couldn't have been that long since you started, and you're already whining and the way you're grinding onto the counter... seven gives up completely on shame, unzips his jeans, and throws them down to his ankles. he doesn't know how long he's gonna last, especially when you're now dropping your... underwear to the floor, or maybe they were shorts. all he knows is that there's nothing under them. how did you forget he was watching you?? he tries to remind you so you DONT forget. he's sure you wouldn't want him to watch this, at least maybe not until you two were closer... fuck he can't help it though, right? he's not sure if you're close or not, but seven is gone when you shove your fingers into your pussy and he can hear the squelch, it's faint because of the distance, but now that's all he wants to hear. he keeps watching and lightly stroking himself, he can't miss the end, and fuck is he happy that he didn't. you're still bent over the counter, one hand inside of you, the other rubbing your clit like a desperate whore. he knows it's aggressive, he wants to treat like the angel you are, but sometimes, especially right now, he wants to choke you and bite you and make you say that you're his personal little toy. but considering that all it takes is watching you cum and hearing you moan loud enough that the neighbors definitely heard it for him to cum for a second time, he's got a small feeling you'll be calling the shots more than him.

A/N: this was in one go, i just had to get out some of my seven thoughts. my hormones are so outta control rn lmao, also thinking about it. it's hilarious to imagine mc jerking off on the kitchen of this random dead woman while there's supposed to be someone dangerous after them 😭

#junibunny #nsft #mysme 707 #mystic messenger smut #707 x reader smut #mystic messenger #mysme saeyoung

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spicy-jmh · 9 months

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#sjmh art #sjmh poll #mysme #mm #mystic messenger #mystic messenger nsft #suggestive #lingirie #zen #hyun ryu #mysme zen #mm zen #mystic messenger zen #mysme hyun ryu #mm hyun ryu #mystic messenger hyun ryu

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deer-fic-fics · 2 months

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Damnit, being called out for my Thing for medical play is threatening to drag me back to the Source™️ of it… Yoosung Kim from Mystic Messenger…

#the good ending where he becomes a veterinarian and wears those glasses and that lab coat— 😩#blaming Yun for if I get back into this fandom and start writing for mm #mysme yoosung #mysme #mystic messenger #yoosung kim #mdni #nsft #no age in bio DNI

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rfaromance · 2 years

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Saeran had spent most of his life avoiding his reflection.

His mother had never kept mirrors around for them, aside from a small one she reserved for herself in her bedroom when she tried to primp herself up to go out in public, lest people know she was exhausted, hungover, and had creases and fatigue on her body from harboring two children in her basement.

He only caught glimpses of his reflection in dirty windows and broken bottles of booze, and he could only recall golden eyes that were dull like hay instead of shiny like coins, as well as thick tangles of crimson curls that were wild like a forest fire instead of smooth and shiny like velvet.

He tried to imagine that he looked more like his brother, but Saeyoung seemed to glow in a way that Saeran never could. Saeyoung's skin had a faint honey-tinted hue, kissed by the sun, bringing his freckles into full view. When he held Saeran's hand, Saeran had always noticed how his skin was far more pallid in comparison. Saeyoung had a strength and sturdiness in the way he walked and moved, even though his eyes were as sunken and his hair as messy as Saeran's.

Weak. Useless. Sickly.

Their mother insisted that Saeran never should have existed, that he was a burden and a scourge upon the earth. She hated him; he knew that, no matter how much Saeyoung insisted she was spouting nonsense and lies in her drunken rage.

He came to hate himself, too.

His life at Mint Eye had not been much better in that respect. He spent most of his time in front of the mirror fussing, doing his best to eradicate any traces of the child he loathed. Bleaching all traces of pigment from his hair, combing it until it was flat and applying any amount of spray or gel he could to hopefully kill his curls for good. His eyes no longer were gold but instead had taken on the minty hue of strength, or so he had been told. A sign of dedication, of growth, of change, of being on the path to revenge and then his happily ever after.

But he still saw someone weak, fragile, and pitiful, in the vibrant magenta coat that his "Savior" had thrust upon him, so big that it swallowed his slender frame and accentuated how ghastly pale his skin was. He looked like a child pretending to be a man.

Maybe, in a sense, he was still that child until he'd taken his first breath of freedom and his first step of his own accord, of his own free will.

He was free. He was safe. He was a new person, but he was the sum of every person and every action and every memory he had of the past. Saeran struggled to even let that name roll off his lips, from time to time. It tickled his tongue. It was his name from birth, but it was a new name. The weight it carried intimidated him, from time to time.

His heart was light and his shackles were left in the dust, but liberty had a heaviness that he could not always comprehend. It would catch him by surprise, more often than not.

Tonight was one of those times, as he sat draped in the blankets on his bed--no, their bed--as the weight of anticipation, anxiety, and apprehension tugged on his soul.

His freedom belonged not only to him, but to her as well. His true salvation. An actual angel, like the ones Saeyoung told him about. Someone who had shown him what love and light and life were all about, and someone who had stuck to his side through every trial that faced them. She was the reason he could stare at the sunrise every day and inhale the fresh morning air, without worrying if each day would be his or his brother's last.

But she had never seen him like this. Facing the horrors of the world was one matter, when she felt she had full confidence in Saeran and who she believed him to be. If she saw the feeble person underneath, the ugly, weak, scrawny that had been cursed by his mother and Rika and Saeran himself, constantly trying to turn into someone else, anyone else--

Would she be disenchanted?

He didn't have time to ponder these thoughts anymore as she entered the room, for the mere sight of her took his breath away. Hair down, framing her face. A sheer black nightgown that hugged her curves in the right places and also fluttered freely with her movements in others, turning her into an ethereal shadow, more like a fairy traveling on the wind than a human taking steps.

When she finally planted herself onto the mattress, crawling forward on her knees, Saeran could feel his resolve begin to slip. He did his best to sit upright, but when he felt the cool air tickle his ribcage he couldn't help but shiver. Shyly he grabbed at the sheets and tried to pull them up to hide his face, not wanting her to see just how quickly his face had flushed redder than the roses in their garden. He had been eating and drinking better than he ever had done in his life, but he was undeniably thin. He didn't have muscle tone. He was soft but not squishy, just thin paper-white skin. He still couldn't overexert himself, because his lungs and heart had never been strong, even if he had gotten tougher with age. His bones were his only saving grace, but even then, he could only attribute their tenacity to the ungodly amounts of ice cream he consumed, providing calcium that he'd desperately needed. What would happen when he turned around and she saw the scars on his back, from beatings? What would happen if she saw bruises that had never fully healed? How about the tight grip of chains that had never entirely left his ankles?

Would she find him weak and resent him, like everyone else?

His eyes flitted to the side, not wanting to meet her curious gaze. She was leaning forward slightly, glossy lips slightly agape as she looked over him. She did not make a peep, just turned her beautiful eyes that even glittered in the half-light of the bedroom, onto him.

Out of morbid curiosity, he allowed his gaze to travel back, and he had no doubt that his face was on fire with embarrassment and his riling nerves. Maybe they would at least accentuate his freckles that had begun to appear from spending more days outside.

"...ran."

Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"You..."

If he could face his demons, then he could face the love of his life. He gazed into her eyes, hoping his trepidation wouldn't disgust her, on top of everything else.

"You are so beautiful," she breathed at last. "You are... so beautiful, Saeran."

His breath hitched in his throat.

The trembling hand that he had drawn into his chest was slowly pried away from him, and he couldn't keep it from shaking as she gingerly cupped it in between her hands, planting a gentle kiss onto the back. "You're stunning," she whispered, letting the words slip out as she unfurled his fingers and began to kiss his calloused fingertips one by one. "Strong. Hardy. Kind. Resilient. Warm." Praises upon praises spilled from her lips, and he was absolutely speechless.

Finally she raised his hand to the side of her face, and he caressed her cheek timidly, still trying to steady his quivering. "I love you, so much."

Saeran's vocal cords still would not cooperate him, as his swirling thoughts and adrenaline-pumped body had rendered him mute. But he could drop the blankets and scoot closer to her, to let her know he felt the same. I love you, his mind screamed. I love you more than the clouds, more than the sky, more than the sea. He used his other hand to pick up one of hers, now, and place it on his chest, where his pounding heart was threatening to burst out of his ribcage. He had no doubt she could feel its powerful beats that spoke on his behalf. This heart beats for you. Her eyes grew wide as she felt the erratic thumping against her palm, but she did not pull away. She just turned a somewhat amused gaze onto him, her lips curled into a serene and knowing smile. I live, I laugh, and I love, because of you.

Suddenly she pulled her hand away, and she pulled his hand away from her cheek and rested it on top of her shoulder. He could feel the thin strap of her nightgown beneath his fingertips, and it wasn't until she guided him to slowly slip it off her shoulder did he realize what she was trying to say.

Perhaps her boldness was what provided the spark in his own body to be able to finally utter, "I love you--"

But she cut him off before he could finish, pressing forward to push her lips against his, swallowing his words and his breaths. She pressed another hand against his shoulder to support her, keep her upright as she melted into the kiss. His lips were probably chapped, and possibly even cold and clammy.

But her touch and her love and her closeness warmed him up immediately, and he stopped trembling enough to wrap one arm around her waist and slide his other hand beneath the hem of her skirt to rest beneath her bottom, and he pulled her closer than she already was.

Sometimes words failed, but actions could convey so much more.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

(inspired by the gorgeous art by @amagicalduckling !)

#saeran choi #saeran x mc #mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #fem!mc #is this nsft?#tw abuse mention

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k0kichiimagines · 2 years

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SOFT DOM RAY. SMUT. AFAB!READER. please 🥺

I LOVE LOVE LOVE DOM RAY!! okay idk if im reading too much into things but i always took the hide & seek call to me him saying he's a mostly dom switch ‼️‼️ thats how i hc him, mostly dom but also a switch wouldn't mind subbing !!

anyways i had so many ideas for this, i have loads of saeran / ray smut in my notes app HAH, i picked this one though !!

[soft dom]ray x [afab, no prns]reader

cws : nsft!!

Oh, he is so addicted to you. Something about the way his name falls from your lips over and over again as you press your hips down against the two fingers he currently has thrusting in you at a steady yet uncertain pace. All he really needed was that little bit of encouragement, that way you looked at him so lustfully and begged him to, that was all he needed to get himself here. His face is in the crook of your neck, kissing your jaw, your neck, your collarbones, leaving red marks and soft bites - the evidence that you let him touch you.

“Ray. Ray I’m..”

He pulled back his face enough to observe your face, to meet your gaze with your half lidded eyes and flushed face. “Go on, let yourself.” You looked so beautiful to him, letting your head fall back as your fingers gripped the sheets, so unreal. The only light came from what moonlight peaked through the curtains and the soft honey glow of a bedside lamp, the light hitting you in such a way you were almost glowing. The thought of your senses being so utterly overwhelmed with him, him, and nothing but him made his heart hammer even quicker. “Good prince/ss”

He lifted his fingers to his lips, instantly deciding that you were sweeter then any elixir in more ways then one.

He ever so lightly pulled your face up to kiss you, lightly feathery kisses as he positioned his body to allow your legs on either side of him. He rested on his forearms, your hands on his arms, resting against him. He can feel the softness of those blankets and sheets he picked out for you, the satin thin ones and the thicker cotton ones in case you got cold. You’re laid out on the softest pillows he could find, everything in this room was hand picked for you. Nearly every action he does is in hopes you’ll like it.

“May I?”

“Please do.” He’s slow for the initial movement, breath hitching in his throat as your back arched slightly, your hips moving to bury as much of him in you as you could. He gives you a second, opening his mouth to ask if you’re alright, if you want him to wait if- “Please, please move.” Your voice is his quiet command, and he thrusts his hips, flushing at the sounds of your reactions to his movements. Your legs wrapped around him, hands around his neck and in his hair as he lightly holds your hips. He lifts them slightly, experimentally, he’d be too embarrassed to admit he’d done research, but he had, and the gasp you let out at the deeper angle made that all nighter so so worth it to him.

He slipped a pillow under your hips, giving him his hands free once more to hold your waist, to give your breasts a gentle squeeze, to touch you so softly everywhere. Your name tumbled from his lips, “my [name]”.

A rougher thrust that hit right in your g-spot has your fingers digger tighter in his hair, mumbling semi coherent pleads for him to do that again, and again, and again. He obliged each time, to every request and beyond. You so very quickly felt your second orgasm of the night building, and again he encouraged you towards it, the way your walls fluttered and clenched against him as your pretty voice rang in his ear bringing him to his own orgasm, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin, his hand reaching to hold yours. Something so innocent and sweet during such a lewd moment.

“I simply adore you.” And then something else, something you couldn’t quite catch but sounded so very close to ‘I love you’, so close that you responded with your own three words.

A minute to rest. And then he pulls out from you, peppering your face in kisses, caressing your cheek, get you comfortable and then pulling a blanket over the both of you. You were tired, legs shaky as you rolled into his arms. He’ll only sleep for a bit, and then he’ll run you a bath. He’ll clean the sheets. It’s no trouble. He just wants to hold you right now

#🍓... saeran #saeran x reader #ray x reader #mystic messenger #ray choi x reader #mystic messenger x reader #msyme x reader #saeran choi x reader #‼️... nsft

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osita-iza · 10 months

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Can you write a Dom!Kang Jaehee x Sub!Fem!Reader NSFW fic with these promt: “You look amazing tonight.” + “Kiss me.” + “You’re so adorable.” + “I’ve waited for this moment for a long time.”

Thank you ❤️

tags: dom!Jaehee, pining comes into fruition, MDNI

You both were catching up at your second RFA party. "Catching up" might be the wrong word, as she had spent the entire business trip with Jaehee texting you.

"I thought you were gonna quit," you furrowed your eyebrows at her.

"I know. It's just been scary every time I go to hand in my resignation letter," she murmured.

You reached over to squeeze her hand, not noticing or not commenting as her cheeks turned pink. "You can do whatever you want, Jae." She shook her head, and you pouted. "Do something that scares you tonight. It'll be good practice for quitting,"

Jaehee wasn't sure if it was your smile, her racing heartbeat, or maybe those two drinks she had earlier, but she spoke up, "Kiss me,"

Your eyes widened for a moment in surprise before a smile overtook your face. You leaned in, and her hand reached up to cup your face and lead you the rest of the way. Electricity crackled on your skin as she sighed against you, finally relaxing.

With dazed eyes, you pulled away. "I've waited for this moment for a long time."

Jaehee's hand drifted along your jawline. "We can make it last longer,"

Jaehee fumbled to grab her keys as you whimpered against her. With one hand, she unlocked her front door to let you both stumble into her apartment.

She dragged kisses down the column of your neck as you crossed into her room. She sat on the edge of her bed with you between her legs, leaning back when you reached for her face.

You shivered as Jaehee's eyes drifted down your body. She hummed, making you press your lips together. She finally spoke up, "I forgot to say it at the party, but you look amazing tonight,"

"This is an old dress, Jae,"

"And?" Jaehee raised her eyebrows at you.

"Thank you," you whispered, unable to handle her focus on you.

A small smile appeared on her face with her squeezing your hips. "You're so adorable," She pulled at the zipper of your dress, "Take this off for me,"

Without hesitation, you slipped your dress off and let her pull you to the bed. She pulled you to straddle her, trailing a hand up your thigh. Your arms clumsily wrapped around her neck, holding onto her so tight the way you had wanted to for months now. Her fingers drifted back and forth towards your center, pulling away every time your body tensed up against her.

The index finger of her other hand lifted up your chin, and you forgot how to move as you met her fiery stare. Her stoic voiced laced with lust ordered, "Ask me what you want me to do,"

Your fingers clambered to grip onto her blazer. "Whatever you want,"

She clicked her tongue the same way she clicked it when Yoosung ranted about LOLOL. Like you were naive and needed a lesson. "You can be more specific than that, can't you?"

"Yes, I can," you squeaked.

She raised her eyebrows.

You took a deep breath to find your voice again. "I want you.. to finger me," She peppered kisses on your neck as you sighed your words, "Nice and slow. Please, I need you,"

"I'm going to edge you a couple times, ok? You need to earn it, pretty," she explained.

Humming in agreement, Jaehee pulled you into a kiss as she pushed her fingers in you. As you moaned against her mouth, she used the muscles she built up in judo but hid under suits to flip you underneath her.

You had been telling her to take more control in her life.

She decided she would start with you.

#mystic messenger imagines #mystic messenger x reader #jaehee kang imagines #jaehee x mc #wlw nsft #nsft fic

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marshmallowprotection · 1 year

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Hey there Kait^^ I was wondering if you can give me some insight into your perspective of the question I've been asking myself.

It's about sexual intimacy, therefore I'll keep it simple. But, of course, you can explain and elaborate as deeply as you like.

I've been thinking about SE Saeran and how he would receive/persuade something sexual in his relationship. If he would ever try persuade it in the first place.

There would be a chance for one of them to try going further at some point, right?

How do you think would he respond to such indication? Would he avoid the topic? Or would he be the one doing a step when feeling more comfortable over time?

Anything to the question, please let me know about your pov. Because this is really a tricky thing to figure out for him.

I tend to not go into detail about these topics on the blog since everything is safe for work here. So, let's go over this with a very generalized response.

So, when I'm working with Saeran, any of them for that matter, I write with the notion in my head that he's a Biromantic Demisexual. I have always seen him that way. He isn't that invested in sexual intimacy but romantic intimacy is fine by him once he trusts you as a person. He won't go out of his way to seek a physical act like sex on his own terms.

Romance is hard enough as it is for SE Saeran because of how he feels about himself. He just can't stand to see the person looking back at him in the mirror. The person looking back at him is a real monster who has done things with his hands that he can never be sure will be forgiven. He is wary of intimacy with others for a good reason. What if he slips up and hurts someone again? Emotionally? Physically?

He can't do that.

He won't do that.

Sometimes, he thinks about sexual intimacy but more often than not, it's just something that squicks him out. There's a pull he feels but it's not something he wants to explore. His trauma is too much for him to imagine getting into a relationship to being with, much less one with sexual intimacy. It'll take months if not years for him to be able to feel okay with loving someone... or even being loved by another person. It won't be overnight.

This man would struggle with receiving verbal affection from the get-go... and everything that comes after that is going to be just as hard... it's not personal, either. He might know very well that he has feelings for you as a person, but he's not going to be able to voice that for the longest time. You'd have to be the one to broach that topic, and even then, he needs time and space to decide if he's—

If he's even okay being in a relationship with someone.

He's not going to seek out sexual intercourse. He's already going to avoid verbal intimacy! So, what does that mean in regards to what that means once he does get into a relationship? It means that you will need to take your time with him. You need to go slower than you think with him. Work your way through his comfort levels day by day and that will do a lot of good.

Getting him to smile after a simple "I love you," is a huge milestone. Getting him to say "I love you, too" is like reaching the top of a huge mountain. Brushing your fingers against his for a moment when you walk is another step in the right direction. Actually holding his hand for the first time is like seeing the sky for the first time. Hugging him is like.. you just tasted ice cream for the first time.

Kissing him is like discovering something that people thought was long gone from our eyes. Every step of intimacy is a challenge for his heart. One step forward can feel like two steps back. He has to brace himself every step of the way because each time he reveals another part of himself... it feels dangerous and he can't breathe... but being able to love you openly and willing is what motivates him to be okay with it.

If you want to have sexual intercourse with SE Saeran, it's going to come very deep in your relationship. Be warned that even if he does consent to intercourse, it might take baby steps to get to full-blown penetrative intercourse. Sexual intimacy can make you vulnerable in ways that Saeran might not have even realized when he said it was okay to share that moment with him.

Many people don't realize how vulnerable sex can make you if you're not prepared for your feelings, both emotionally and physically. You need to be gentle with yourself and know when to say "Keep going", or "We need to stop".

So, consent is key, a safe word is crucial, and your patience matters. If you respect and love him, this should be no problem. On the other side of this, if you don't want to have intercourse with him because it isn't something you want in your relationship, he's fine with that. His world doesn't end with sexual intimacy. He is content with a life with you that lets him curl into your embrace on a blanket with the warm sun kissing his cheeks.

Talk to Saeran about your feelings on the subject when you think you're ready for it. If you want sex, take your time, and if you don't want sex, that's just fine by him!

#mod kait #ask #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #choi saeran #mm #se saeran #saeran #mm saeran #mysme saeran #saeran mysme #saeran mm #saeran mystic messenger #mystic messenger saeran #jennis one shot #just a reminder anything nsft is purely only written for commission #character analysis

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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years

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prompt 50 w saeyoung perhaps??

BRO ANON THATS SO SPICY BFAOUEFAFANFNLA

50. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up

Warnings: semi-public sex, uh kinda mean dom Saeyoung but also not really?, reader is called "pet" at the end

You never thought your first RFA party would end up like this.

Sure, you set up all the decorations, get ready, greet all your guests as they come in, make toasts, drink, and eat from the buffet, but you didn't think you'd be...well...

Getting railed over the sink counter in the bathroom.

You and Seven had been flirting back and forth for a while now, but you never expected for him to be so...bold.

You moan with each thrust, your eyes rolling back into your head when he hits that special spot deep inside of you. "God, you're noisy," he hisses, bringing his hand to clamp it over your mouth.

You look up at him through the mirror, finding your disheveled reflection staring right back at you. Your eyes then flicker up more, making eye contact with him now. He gives you a crazed grin, giving you a hard thrust before continuing with the rapid thrusts.

"Gotta cum soon, baby, if you're gonna cum. We can't stay here long or they'll start to get suspicious," he warns, biting his lip and going even faster. You nod your head since he's still keeping you quiet, your hole fluttering around him.

"Good pet..." he groans as he squeezes your hip, smiling at your reflection.

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euphoricesctasy · 1 year

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nsfw jumin han (mystic messenger) hcs <3

- kinky. - jumin is the type of man to leave you tied to the bed, a vibe nestled against your clit, while he goes to work for the day - that doesn’t happen SUPER often however, because HE prefers to make you feel good, not some stupid vibrator. - he loves taking you anywhere and everywhere, he wants everyone to know that you’re HIS - if you come to work with him, he’ll leave the door open just a fraction while he fucks you. the fact that someone is so likely to walk in is so exciting and arousing to him. - he’s super into cockwarming too, he’ll have you on his cock whenever and wherever he can. if you’re open to it, he’d be down to have you cockwarm him in his meetings. he really doesn’t care - he just wants to feel you. - the way he fucks you at work is quick and sloppy, but still always a good time. the way he fucks you at home, however.... - he is so into bondage (this is canon iirc); blindfolds, shibari, gags... he thinks they make you all the more vulnerable to him. - jumin loves being able to have full control over you, he loves having you at his disposal - mouth gagged, hands tied, blindfold on - looking so pretty for him while he has his way with you - he’ll occasionally be super vanilla (i.e - on anniversaries) and almost soft, but you both prefer when things are a little... spicier.

#mystic messenger nsft #mystic messenger smut #jumin han #jumin han smut #jumin han nsft

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spicy-jmh · 9 months

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Maybe more for poll winner ;)))

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xxsycamore · 2 years

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𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘, 𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 - an Alternative Universe (AU)-based Otome Content Creation Challenge

Brought to you by me and the amazing @queengiuliettafirstlady, this content creation challenge is a week-long exploration of the trope Alternative Universe!

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Works of all forms are welcome! Fanarts, fanfics, headcanons,...whatever your heart desires.

Limited to otome fandoms - IkeSeries (Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Revolution, etc.); Tears of Themis; Obey me!; Mr Love: Queen's Choice; Light and Night; Voltage games; Mystic Messenger and others, as well as Visual Novel otomes.

This challenge takes place between June 13th and June 19th, 2022. The deadline for posting your works is June 25th (up until midnight, UTC+2).

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This challenge uses a total of 14 prompts, two for each day. You're free to create a work based on whichever one you like more for that day. You can also create works for both prompts, and you can also mix the two prompts into one work! Whatever suits you :) You can create more than one work for the same prompt, too!

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Under the cut you will also find a short explanation of each prompt, just in case there is anything unclear about them.

Any additional rules are up to the content creators. You are free to choose the rating (make sure to mark your NSFT works accordingly, and if you're minor, make sure not to engage/interact with such!), you're just as free to choose the genre (the challenge's main focus is romance, but it is not obligatory for your work to be of such genre), all characters and ships are up to you (OCs, character x MC, character x character, etc.)

You're free to take requests from your audience using this list, again please make sure to mention the challenge and its creators.

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The final and most important rule is to have fun and not pressure yourself about full completion of the challenge. Do only as many works as you wish and you can! :)

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Day 1 - June 13th - Modern AU | Historical AU

Day 2 - June 14th - Celebrity AU | Person of the arts AU

Day 3 - June 15th - Enemies AU | Soulmates AU

Day 4 - June 16th - Mythology AU | Fantasy AU

Day 5 - June 17th - Academia AU | Small shop AU

Day 6 - June 18th - Domestic/Family life AU | Role Reversal AU

Day 7 - June 19th - FREE DAY (an AU of your choice)

Under the cut you'll find a short explanation of each prompt:

Modern AU - moving the characters from non-modern setting to modern setting (they could be going to school, having jobs, etc. you have much freedom with this prompt!)

Historical AU - contrary to above, moving the characters from a modern setting to a specific time period (ex.: Ancient times, The Renaissance, Victorian Era, etc. )

Celebrity AU - placing your character(s) in a setting where they're famous. Other characters could be their fans; working with them, meeting them by chance...

Person of the arts AU - Character(s) who are artists, writers, singers, dancers, actors, everything linked with different forms of art.

Enemies AU - placing your characters in a setting where they're enemies (working in rival organizations, or maybe having a hero/villain dynamic.)

Soulmates AU - a setting where everyone has One True Love and the ways of finding it varies depending on the creator. An example of a popular Soulmate AU is "Your soulmate's name is written on you".

Mythology AU - a setting where the characters are beings from various mythologies.

Fantasy AU - basically everything to do with fantasy, let your mind run wild!

Academia AU - academic institutions of any kind, characters might be high schoolers just as they might be college professors, and anything inbetween.

Small Shop AU - combining the famous Coffee shop AU, Flower shop AU, Pet store AU, Bookstore AU... basically any kind of small shop business.

Domestic/Family life AU - Characters are settled down/have moved out in their own home, and/or started a family.

Role Reversal AU - also called Role Swap AU, a setting where two or more characters swap their roles/alignments, changing plot events. For instance, the MC might take the role of a suitor, and her love interest might take on the role of MC.

FREE DAY - The last day of this challenge is for you to choose your own prompt! It can perfectly well overlap with an already existing prompt. Maybe your favorite Alternative Universe wasn't in the list above? This is your chance to include your idea in the list :)

Once again, Happy creating! We can't wait to see your creations 🧡

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subwaystragedy · 8 months

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Welcome to Subway's Blog! ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿

Hi! I'm Subway, a bisexual, ftm, and ND writer! I was born on 06/03, and this blog is an 18+ smut blog containing nsfw/nsft fanfiction. Before you read or request anything, here's some information about what I want for this blog!

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Rules:

No minors or ageless blogs interacting with my post (I dont care if you read them)

Fic request are to be asked in the ask box, do not dm me about them

Ask in the ask box before you dm me unless we're mutual's

No Female Reader ー This is a Male Reader blog only

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Kinks I Won't Write For:

Age Play

Armpits/Acrotomophilia

Branding

Cock Cages/Chastity

(Major/Unrealistic) Cum Inflammation

Fisting

Food Play/Feederism

Formicophilia/Zoophilia

Incest

Gagging

Gun Play

Lactophilia/Lactation

Latex

Macrophilia/Microphilia/Unrealistic Anatomy

Necrophilia

No Aftercare CNC/Rape

Pedophilia

Piss Kink

Pregnancy/Pregnant Sex

Scat

Vomit

Vorarephilia/Vore

Wax Play

Whips/Heavy Impact Play

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Fandoms:

My Hero Academia

Call Of Duty

Jujitsu Kaisen

Obey Me: Shall We Date?

Demon Slayer

Mystic Messenger

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k0kichiimagines · 2 years

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i wrote this on my period on drugs in pain at 2 am after a nightmare and repeatedly waking. thats my excuse. my excuse for posting it? because i can. starting w saeran because i can.

r the mystic messenger ass or boobs men ( and women (singular: jaehee)) ??

cws : non explicit nsft. F reader. im already regretting this.

saeran - boobs

literally nothing anyone says will ever chance my opinion on this i say that every version of saeran is strongly a boob lover. we can discuss literally any other character here not saeran im stubborn about this, boob lover

in a nsft he loves ur tits, titty lover woman lover, kisses ur chest gently, leaves hickeys, loves it exposed so he can press his lips to your nipples or in a cute bra. the man is obsessed

sfw? pillows. he loves lying on your chest, its soft and comfortable and like a second hug. constantly resisting the urge to just face plant into your face, doesnt understand why its called a marshmallow hell

yoosung - boobs.

do i need to explain?

i dont know how to explain it actually he just screams boob lover??? but he's too shy to actually touch your chest, his hand will be shaky and you'll probably have to grab it and put it there

zen - ass

i think zen is an ass kinda guy, he likes when you wear tight dresses or jeans or really any thing that shows it, probably (definitely) smacks your ass any time he sees you kind of guy

hips are his main thing i think though, looves your hips i know it wasnt an option but where else can i put this

but equally does love ur tits very much <3

jaehee - boobs

im running out of ideas of how to elaborate i started w saeran and then did the others randomly but tit lover again

matching lingerie 👁️ matching bras.

but yeah she loves your chest, loves how soft it is, cups your breasts and kisses them softly, makes your heart melt.

jumin - both.

he loves gifting you clothes that show off you cleavage, necklaces as well, pretty clothes that generally draw attention to it all. only draw back is you have to cover up all the love bites hes left there, so you may tend to avoid them

equally loves ur ass usual behaviour hits it (lightly) all that stuff. wear shorts around him, like those rlly short ones

saeyoung - ass

i really debated over this because i can see him strongly loving both, but i think if someone forced him to give one up he'd literally kiss both ur tits goodbye sadly

he likes face down ass up sex positions, grabs your ass when youre sitting on him making on, started grabbing your butt as a joke when he walks past but now its just automatic and it would feel too weird to stop now. perhaps he also likes it because with your tits you'd obviously see him starting and tease him, but with your ass ? less so

uses it as a pillow.

#was going to proof read but i change my mind ill post then read you get whatever 2 am me wrote enjoy #mystic messenger x reader #saeran x reader #saeyoung x reader #jaehee x reader #jumin x reader #zen x reader #yoosung x reader #🍓... saeran

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osita-iza · 2 years

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Day 10: Saeyoung + voyeurism

Tags: consensual voyeurism (talked abt in fic) thru cameras, established relationship, fingering, gn!fem bodied! reader

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You huffed as you taped up the last box and finally collapsed on your bed. Looking around the apartment, the few items you had brought to Rika's apartment packed up; it felt weird. Ever since you moved in, your life had become a whirlwind. One of cults, secrets, friends, and the worst fear of all- answering time sensitive emails.

You also met Saeyoung.

A small smile appeared on your face at the sheer thought of him. It had only been a few months since you two had met, yet it felt like your souls had always been connected. a light lit up in your chest as you pictured yourself tomorrow morning.

Saeran had reached a stage where he was open to you moving in. Tomorrow night, you would fall asleep cuddled up to Saeyoung for the first time.

Your phone vibrated next to your head; your boyfriend's face flashing on the screen. He had only taken the picture after you complained of not having any of him; he stuck his tongue out with a peace sign. You answered and curled up in your blankets.

"How are you doing, cutie pie?" he sing-songed.

"Oh, I'm doing absolutely splendid, handsome," you cooed, pitching your voice higher.

"Ewwww, never do that again," he chuckled.

"You started it!"

He sighed into the phone, and you heard his chair squeak as he sat down. "How's packing going? You need any help tomorrow?"

"No, I'm all done," you said, "I just finished actually,"

"That's good," he murmured, "Are you sure about this? I know I can be a lot and-"

"Saeyoung, after everything we've been through, living with you and your brother sounds like the most relaxing thing I'm going to get to do this year," you said.

"You really are perfect, huh?"

"Yeah, we are perfect," you replied. Your eyes drifted over to the camera sitting in the corner of the room. "Are you watching the cameras now?"

"No, I haven't in a while to be honest. Haven't felt the need to." Keyboard clacking rang through the phone. "Why?"

The red light clicked on to the small white camera. "Nothing. I just noticed it, and it reminded me of something," you chuckled.

"What did you think about?"

You rolled your eyes with a smile. "Nothing. It's ridiculous,"

"Hey, I live for ridiculous."

"It's just something I would think about before we got together," you explained.

"Now I absolutely need to know more," he whined.

You let out a laugh before biting your lip. "This was early on , but it got worse when you would talk about checking the cameras all the time," you said, staring at the camera, "I would imagine coming out the shower in just a towel... or playing with myself. Then you would watch me thought the cameras. Sometimes I would imagine you calling and talking to me while you watched. Other times, I would just imagine you at your desk- watching me at your desk as you played with yourself,"

Saeyoung let out a deep breath with a chuckle.

You bit your lip. "Nothing to say?"

"God, MC, you're just-" he sighed, "You just always find a way to surprise me, ya know that?"

"Good surprise,"

"Yeah," he cleared his throat, "I would imagine that kind of stuff too. I never did it! Because I didn't wanna invade your privacy or anything but-"

You smiled at the camera. "You imagined it, though?"

"Yeah, sometimes you would come out the shower, and you would be dressed but your shirt would have wet spots on it,"

You smirked as you sat up, letting your blanket fall off you. You sat on your knees and tilted your head. "What did you think about?"

He was silent for a moment, and you giggled onto the phone as you ran your hand along the hem of your shirt.

"I don't know if you wanna hear it."

You rolled your eyes. "I brought this up, Saeyoung. You're not gonna corrupt me," you quipped, "Unless that's what you want,"

His voice dropped when he spoke into the phone. "Take your shirt off."

"That didn't take long," you sang. You placed the phone on your bed- now on speaker. You grabbed the hem of your shirt and inced it up your torso, hearing his breath hitch.

Saeyoung's groan reverberated through your silent apartment. All you were wearing now was your underwear, and the small curse he let out let you know he liked the view.

Your skin buzzed at the fact you couldn't see him. Only guesses could be made based off of the sounds he let out as hints.

"What are you doing just sitting there? Tease yourself," he said.

"Bossy," you whispered. You reached your hand up to pinch at your nipple, twisting and pulling at it. Pleasure rolled through your lower stomach, and he groaned again.

"You can do better than that," he breathed out.

"It's not like you're here to make me," you countered with a smile. You dragged your hand down to your navel before pulling it back up again. "Maybe I wanna take it slow?"

"You wanna be a brat is what you wanna do,"

You shrugged with another pinch to your nipple. "Same difference." You wrapped your mouth around two fingers, sucking on them for a moment before popping them out.

"There's a huge difference," he sighed. You could now hear the beat of him touching himself, only making you feel hotter. You pushed your fingers inside you, curling them to hit your sweet spot. Saeyoung moaned before calling out, "God, I wish I was there,"

You nodded along, barely hearing him. All you could take in was the squelch of your fingers moving inside you and him playing with himself through the phone. "It feels so good, Sae," you moaned.

"Spread your legs for me," he said. You immediately complied and spread your knees farther apart, resting your weight on a hand behind you. He gasped at the image, your cunt spread out as he watched your fingers push in and out. He could only imagine how shiny your fingers were, or how your wetness spread onto your things. "I wish I upgraded these cameras now,"

You let out a breathy laugh as you sped up your hand. "How close are you?" you asked.

"Really close," he answered, "God, you look so good,"

"I'm gonna cum soon," you gasped out.

"Come on," he said, "I need to see you cum on your fingers,"

You rolled your fingers directly against your g spot, pushing yourself closer to the edge. Your back arched more as your muscles tensed up. "Fuck, Saeyoung," you moaned, "God, I want you to fuck me right now,"

"Tomorrow, as soon as you get here, I'm pushing you onto that bed and fucking you until you're exhausted," he groaned.

An image of you two in his bed- what would then be your bed- popped into your head. Of him pushing into you without any hesitation. You wondered if he would go slow or fast; maybe he would switch it up.

Your eyes screwed shut as you finally came with a gasp. You rolled your hips momentarily as Saeyoung moaned through the phone. Collapsing onto the bed again, you laid next to the phone. Silence filled the room except for both of your gasps.

"That was even better than the fantasy," he chuckled.

You giggled with a nod. "Yeah, I'm glad I got to do that before leaving the apartment,"

"Same," Saeyoung said, "Maybe I'll need to put cameras into the bedroom for stuff like this later,"

"Oh, you're definitely gonna need to do that,"

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