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luvyeni · 9 months

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hello can i request a smut? its been in my mind lately having sex with park jisung in the classroom both are students and its end of class. thank you!

❛AFTER CLASS❜ ( p. jisung )

p. classclown!jisung x studentpres!reader w. 1k

warnings? fwb , public sex , unprotected sex, cumming inside , dirty talk

— 𖦹 ( jisung catching you after class ) !

"class president , hand these out." the teacher slammed the stack of papers on your desk. "of course." you got up , picking up the stack of papers , handing them to each student , making your way to the back where you most dreaded.

"hello class president." jisung sat with his hood on his head , staring up at you along with his friends who basically did nothing all day. "should i even give you a paper , we both know you aren't gonna do it." you said , he smirked.

"is there a problem back there?" the teacher spoke up , the class turning to see. "no teacher , there isn't." you smiled , putting a paper on his desk — about to walk away , when he grabbed your wrist. "thank you pretty girl." you snatched your arm away flustered , handing the rest of the papers to his friends who made kissy faces and hooting noises , scurrying off back to your seat.

class soon ended , you collected the papers , handing them back to the teacher. "oh (name) , will you be able to stay behind and clean the classroom." you nodded. "of course." she thanked you , and you began straight up as everyone packed up their stuff for the day , exiting the class.

"(name) , i trust you to lock up the class when you're done , i have to go." the teacher left the class , leaving you alone , stacking up the chairs.

you hadn't noticed him behind you , his eyes raking down your body. "hello class president." your turned , facing the boy. "classes are over jisung." he pushed off his body off the chalkboard , making his way over to you. "you look nice in that skirt." he backed you up against the desk. "thought about you the entire class."

his forehead was pressed against yours. "though about fucking you in this tiny fucking skirt all class , couldn't get anything done." you chuckled. "you never do work anyway." he pushed his tongue against cheek , his arm around your waist , pulling your body flush against his.

"really funny princess." he picked you up , sitting you on desks , wrapping your legs around his waist. "is it gonna be funny when i don't let you cum." that shut you right up. "that's right , me and you both know you can't go without cumming on my cock , even though you pretend to hate me." he grinded his hips against your cunt , you moaned out.

he was right , you and jisung always disagreed in class , you were all about your work , and he'd rather crack jokes with his friends in the back — you were constantly going at it , but that didn't stop him from pulling you into a random closet , and fucking your brains out during lunch , or fingering you in the back of the library during study period.

"just fuck me before the security guards comes looking." he tsk at your attitude. "so bossy princess." he reached up your skirt pulling your panties down. "so uptight." he undid his pants , pulling them down just below his cock. he stroked his cock , lining it with your entrance , teasing you with the tip. "fucking hell jisung jus- oh fuck!" your mouth hung open as he seethed into your cunt.

he smirked , "finally shut that pretty mouth up." he began to move his hips , fucking deep into your cunt. "guess the only way to shut you up is with my cock." you moaned , you wanted to slap him. "h-hate you."

"you hate me?" he went deeper , hitting a new spot. "well your pussy is saying otherwise." you clenched around him. "she seems to love me , the way she keeps tightening around me." he rubbed your clit. "oh fuck jisung please."

"now we're begging -fuck- baby." he cursed. "just admit it baby , you're addicted to my cock , that's why you keep coming back." he growled , the desk was shaking , but both of you didn't care , his hand came up to your throat , squeezing.

"you claim time and time , acting like you're so better than me , but you constantly crave my cock." he grabbed your shirt , ripping it open , buttons hitting the floor. "look at those tits." he squeezed them , you moaned. "you still have the marks from last time."

"ji-sung , fuck ' m'gonna cum." your eyes rolled to the back of your head. "look at you." he darkly chuckled. "all fucked out and drooling , gonna cream my cock?" you nodded. "should i let you , you've been such a brat though."

"please , please m'sorry , i need to cum." you sobbed. "go a head , cum for me , make a mess." he flicked your clit , and it triggered your orgasm , clenching tightly as you came. "sh-shit , im gonna cum." he thrusted a few times , stiling his hips , his cum flooding your insides. "fuck."

he pulled out , his cum seeping out of your cunt. "made such a fucking mess." he scooped it up , pushing it back inside. "keep inside."

i want you to remember this when you're trying to fuck yourself on your tiny fingers later."

©️LUVYENI

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keurimi · 23 days

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of hexes & love potions – nct dream hogwarts!au

synopsis: you are the brightest witch of your generation, yet you accidentally got hexed by an average hufflepuff student who was just reviewing for his charms finals. he’s been head over heels for you since. or maybe it was just fear. who knows.

characters: slytherin!reader (fem) x hufflepuff!mark lee

other characters: ravenclaw!renjun, gryffindor!jeno and chenle, slytherin!haechan and jaemin, & hufflepuff!jisung

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“rictusempra!” mark whispered, waving his wand mindlessly as he chewed on his bread, re-reading his charms notes.

his attention was averted to the sudden piercing scream, no, it was a laugh – from the slytherin table.

his wavering gaze fell on your wriggling figure on top of the table, you were laughing, crying, screaming uncontrollably. he froze when your eyes met his. oh, fuck, was all he could think about.

“mark lee – HAHAHAHA – you frigging – HAHAHAHA bastard! HAHAHAHA!”

chenle gripped mark’s shoulder and watched as haechan, with jaemin trudging along, struggled to carry you out of the great hall. “dude, you’re fucked.”

masterlist:

prologue > 1st year > 2nd year > more to come!

a/n: i got into med school, & i re-watched harry potter as a treat for myself. i can’t help but imagine the dreamies as hogwarts students – they’d probably wreak havoc, especially haechan idk. anyway, it’s been almost a year since i last posted! so here’s a treat for everyone :)

drop by my asks if u wanna be part of my taglist for this series! updates will be done on sunday every week, 11:30pm, philippine standard time!

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forsungie · 10 months

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random thoughts about being in a relationship with jisung

genre. fluff, suggestive

contents. english, expect grammatical and typographical errors

he loves

listening to your rants. he’s so attentive to you. he loves hearing your thoughts even from the smallest and nonsense things.

even if his schedule is packed, he will always make time for you. wether if it’s just you and him in his apartment cuddling, eating out together on some of your favorite restaurants or doing your hobbies together... he always make sure he’s giving you the time and love that you deserve and vice versa.

watching you sleep. in the morning you’ll wake up to him staring at you. and then he’ll starts peppering your face with kisses to make you get up from the bed.

there are times that he loves being babied by you, but there are also times that he enjoys being the dominant one, for example; when you let him take the lead whenever the two of you were having sex.

when you wear his hoodies. his hoodies are oversized for you since he’s taller and so he thinks that it looks very cute when you wear them.

we’re all very aware that jisung’s not the best in terms of cooking, but for you—he will try to learn it. asking his hyungs, especially jaemin for tips on how and what to cook for you.

he will always nag (affectionately) at you whenever you’re sick. he’ll be like, “i told you to always bring your umbrella, right? so why didn’t you?”, “stop using your phone and go to sleep, you need to rest. listen to me for once, y/n.” he will still take care of you though.

spooning you while his hand is inside your hoodie or whatever that you’re wearing, he’ll be chitchating with you while massaging your breasts. or if he’s bored and he saw you watching something on your phone, he will lay next to you and starts playing and sucking your nipples. inshort, he adores your breast so much.

he always do the thumb thing everytime he holds your hands or on your thighs when he drives.

#park jisung fluff #nct dream fluff #park jisung smut #nct dream smut #park jisung imagine #nct dream imagine #park jisung suggestive #nct dream suggestive #park jisung fic #nct dream fic #park jisung headcanons #nct dream headcanons

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diorcities · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ ── 𖥻 🍊‧₊˚⊹ about being caught having sex !

nct dream headcanon.

warning: smut.

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after the dance practice, mark is so euphoric that he takes you in front of the mirror. his left arm wrapped around your chest so he can hold you close, while his free hand rest on your hip to keep both of you steady. he's so thrilled by it that he only lowered his pants to the height of the pelvis enough to reveal his erection. your jeans are removed to the knees by his eager fingers before he shoves his cock into you and sighs in relief, moving his hand to your belly, feeling the small bulge he makes every time his dick is buried inside you.

“f-fuck,” he breathes, speeding up, 'cause he's so scared someone would come in and see you both like that. however, just thinking about it makes him more excited, although he'll never tell you that. you try your best to not moan at the top of your lungs just by the way he's fucking you, so hard and sharp that your legs and stomach vibrate, both getting frustrated because of the fear someone can come in any second and so the moment is not pleasurable anymore and ends up with both of you having a quicky and wanting to cum already. soon or later he'll find out that the practice room has cameras.

doing watercolors with renjun but in the middle of it you suggest being painted nude. what started as a joke ended up with renjun's eyes glancing at your body as he bites his lip in concentration. the dim light, the soft music; everything connects to leave a calm and comfortable atmosphere. so he draws you, smearing his fingers with pastel colors because he wants it to be just as perfect as you and at the same time can't concentrate with you looking like that. so eventually he just blurbs out “god, let me fuck you, please.” and it's all you ever wanted from the beginning.

so he fucks you there. in his bedroom floor, rough and needy. precum beads already on his slit. pastel colors are smudged wherever he touches, lips parted open in a silent moan because there are people in the room next door. trying to be quiet but that is complicated due to renjun's pants and hisses. he's pounding you at a speedy pace while rubbing your clit, trying so hard to cum quickly so you don't get caught. he almost gets away with it, if it wasn't for the last groan that left his lips that exposed them both. the moment he realizes what he's done, he cums so hard, that his legs would be shaking after the aftermath.

jeno is so fucking eager that doesn't even wait for you to spread on the bed and takes you right there where you're standing. pinning you against the wall with a strong hip on your waist that more surely will leave bruises, he plows his cock in and out with slow yet powerful thrusts. there's nothing you can hold onto so he whispers “on me, baby.” legs go numb that at one point the only reason you're standing on your feet is because of his firm hold on your waist as he smacks the shit out of you. you can't help but whine and moan as your nails bury in his arms.

honestly, if your moans don't give away that you're fucking, his groans will. jeno's so pussy drunk that he's hissing and whining because you feel so good, taking his cock so well. “so fucking tight, wrapping my cock so nicely.” he's so amazed by your grip and the way you stretch so well every time he fucks you. he won't be mad if someone hears you both, that way they'll know how good he makes you feel, and how good you fuck him.

haechan doesn't even care that johnny is in the room with you. he lays down behind you and without warning, tosses your pajama shorts, exposing your buttocks. he uses his hand to spread your ass while the other guide his length into you, squeezing his eyes when he feels your pussy already lubricated with your arousal. the compromised position doesn't allow you to go crazy, so he fucks you with slow-paced thrust, almost just wagging his hips in and out. the position makes the penetration pleasurable due to your legs pressed together which causes your pussy to narrow around his length.

a sudden movement causes both of you to freeze, watching johnny stir in his sleep. and suddenly, haechan's enthusiasm would vanish now that you almost got caught. however, you don't give up and begin to rock your hips into his, being a little more careful.

having a makeout session on his bed lead jaemin to fuck the shit out of you against the mattress, hands reaching the sheets while he crushes his hips harder and rougher. no sound comes out of his mouth other than small exhalations and sighs, and your moans, suffocated by the pillows.

stopping from time to time when he feels dizzy or about to come. hands reaching the headboard so it stops hitting the wall, not caring that much if someone's hearing because he's drunk and high on pleasure and it seems a problem for the future, so he goes back again.

you're washing your hair when chenle pins you against the tile wall. a small yelp falling from your lips from the surprise of his sudden move. furrowing your brows as you try to understand the situation, no longer unknown when he presses his tip at your entrance, leaving you to adjust around him and beginning to penetrate you calm and steady, switching the pace once you start to lubricate his dick with your excitement.

he doesn't give a shit, not suppressing his throaty whimpers and moans, that he suffocates sometimes in your shoulder and goes back again, getting louder and louder because the idea of being caught makes his dick ache, thrusting you harder so the smashing sounds of your wet pussy echo.

jisung is so scared that he suggests doing it in the recording room once everyone has left. taking you to the room where they record the songs so that the sounds cannot come out and can be heard. once one of your (his) worries has been resolved, the boy fucks you relentlessly. bending you over the glass so he can have a view of the door and also your features contracted in pleasure through the reflection. going insane and not containing any groans or grunts as he pounds into you.

he's a bit of a freak, so his hands would be constantly spanking you and choking you. “o-oh, shit.” hissing and groaning, eyes tightly close due to the adrenaline and sensation of the moment. “o—oh, god.” his elongated moans die out between the four walls, which leads him to be quite vocal as he plows you without compassion until you come, one, two, three times and your legs feels like jelly.

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luvh4nji · 6 months

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𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 + 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

warning: just fluff, reader is shorter than jeno and jisung, sorry yall im a short girlie it's my default <//3, hyuck's is a little suggestive

mark ; he makes time for you. he's such a busy guy, but whenever he has downtime, he's immediately inviting you over to the dorms or going to your apartment so he can just be with you, whether it's just cuddling or playing video games together or going out and doing something, he always makes time to be with you, no matter what. and he always leaves some of his clothing at your place so you won't miss him too much when he's gone.

"woah," he mumbles to himself, stopping in the doorway to his room when he sees you all curled up under his blankets in his bed, your face shielded from him by his clothes, blankets, and your own hair. he has to take a moment to take you in, mind racing at the fact that you're his, before he walks over, taking of his shoes and jacket, slipping into the bed beside you and wrapping an arm around your middle, pulling you into him, whispering "i love you so much" into your hair, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck.

renjun ; he notices the little things. even when you think he doesn't, even when he acts like he doesn't - he does. he's the type to see you something you mentioned you liked out in public and buy it for you, shrugging his shoulders casually when you start gushing over him and the gist. he's the type to overhear you talking on the phone to your friends about how much you like physical touch, so he starts touching you more; holding your hand, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your middle, pulling you into his lap.

"saw this at the store, thought you might like it." he tells you nonchalantly, handing you a little bag with a box of cookies inside, smiling to himself when you get all excited, running towards him to wrap you arms around his neck and press little kisses to his jaw. "they're you're favorite, right?" he asks, resting his hands on your waist, keeping you close, squeezing your hips imperceptibly as you snuggle into his chest.

jeno ; he's protective. he just finds so much comfort in knowing that you're safe and protected and that he's the one that makes you feel safe and protected. he's the type to keep your hand firmly trapped in his whenever you go out, to make sure to walk on the outside of the sidewalk, to keep his hand on the small of your back, just in case. he likes the feeling of knowing your safe.

"hold on," he leans down to whisper in your ear, grabbing your hand and pulling you to his other side as a car passed on the street beside you. he let go of your hand, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and bringing you close to his side, squeezing the skin of your arm every now and again to reaffirm himself that you were still there, that you were safe.

donghyuck ; before you started dating, hyuck was always such a shithead, always poking fun, teasing, pushing you to your limits, just so he can laugh at you when you get all flustered and upset. and he only does it because he can't do what he really wants to, which is kiss you until you can't stand up, so when you finally get together, he just gets so direct. if he wants something from you, he's determined to get it anyway he can to make up for all the lost time.

"you sure you have to go?" he asks, body hovering over yours, propping himself up on his elbows beside your head. and he just sighs heavily when you nod, looking down at you with his big, brown eyes for a moment before leaning down a pressing little kisses to your cheeks, the corners of your mouth, your lips, pushing against yours passionate and bruising, one hand moving down to lace with yours. and he loves how dazed you look when he pulls away, chasing after his lips as he leans back, pushing onto his side so you can get up. "alright, baby, i'll see you later." and all he can do is give you a sickeningly smug look when you roll on top of him, pressing your lips back to his.

jaemin ; he's so unbelievably, greasily soft with you. he's always looking at you with a lovesick look in his eyes, a soft smile taking over his features, and when you ask him what he's looking at, he just blinks slowly and grins up at you from where he's sitting, muttering a soft, "just you, baby." and if it was anyone else, it'd be enough to make you sick, but there's something about how genuine he is.

"c'mere, honey." he mumbles, grabbing your wrist as you walk by him and pulling you down into his lap, his hands immediately finding purchase wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his chest. "look so pretty today, y'know that?" he'd ask, grinning when your face darkens in embarrassment. "pretty thing. love you." and he'd lift your hand to his lips, brushing his lips across your knuckles before he lets you get up.

chenle ; he's gentle with you. he's known for being sassy and teasing with his friends, but he's so different with you. he's so much more soft; his hands hovering over you at all times, touch unassuming but present, his words kind and gentle, always checking in on you, telling you how pretty he thinks you are, how smart you are - constantly showering you in compliments so you never have the time to feel self-conscious.

"you're so gorgeous." he tells you, looking up at you from where he was resting his head on your lap. reaching a hand up, he cups your cheek, making sure you look at him, despite your embarrassment at his blunt comments. "your little freckles, the lines around your eyes, the way your hair frames your face, it's all so gorgeous." he says, looking at you like you're something divine, his thumb brushing over the crest of your cheekbone, before he gets up, pushing you down to lay on your back on the couch, positioning himself over you, leaning down to press a searing kiss to your lips.

jisung ; he gets clingy. or, at least, clingier than usual. he's a guy that, generally, enjoys his own space. he likes having that distance between himself and others; he's not exactly sure why, it's just always been that why. but it's different with you. he feels like he can never be close enough. he likes holding your hand, wrapping an arm around your waist or shoulders, having you sit in his lap, laying on top of you when he gets home from a long schedule; he just needs to be near you at all times.

"hey, honey." he mutters, collapsing beside you on your bed, laying on his back and closing his eyes, nodding slowly when you ask if he's had a long day. "the longest." he replies, peaking at you from the corner of his eyes, before rolling over on top of you, nuzzling his face into your neck, pressing little kisses to the skin there. "i love you." he mutters into your neck, his breath hot, his voice low.

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sai4u · 9 days

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couple of the year !

⤷ gq couple interviews with nct dream

− ⌗ ft .∿ dream ot7 x reader

− ⌗ genre + warnings .∿ fluff + haechan think he’s #1 (spoiler he’s not) & someone please save jeno….

− ⌗ trin’s note .∿ I had this planed for another group but I’m lowkey too hyperfixated on nct soooo….(I blamed dream()scape). also if you never seen a gq couple quiz, here’s one of my favorite examples :)

⤹ ⊹ MARK LEE

✶ mark would have extreme confidence that he would get all the questions correct. at most, maybe one or two questions wrong but he wouldn’t sulk it off, he would more than likely say, “I knew that” or “that was my second guess, I swear”

✶ weirdly enough, he would get the much deeper, or “harder”, questions correct more than the basic questions like what’s your middle name or what’s your favorite color

✶ for the deeper questions he gets correct, he would constantly answer, “see, I told you I knew you baby” with his lil smirk or a sly smile

✶ I think mark would almost always have a story attached majority of the questions you asked him. some are embarrassing, some have you giving a belly laugh, and some are sentimental. the sentimental ones, he’s holding eye contact with you, matching your smiles, and mouthing, ‘i love you’

✶ as for questions about him, he would let out an exaggerated sigh when you get them wrong. he would act so heartbroken and go on this dramatic ramble of how he thought his partner knew him

⤹ ⊹ HUANG RENJUN

✶ renjun is a shy lil thing for these types of interviews. quite nervous that he’ll get some wrong but confident enough that he’ll get most of them right. though, he does believe he’ll get more questions right than you will and he wasn’t wrong

✶ he would stand firm on the questions he got wrong that he thinks he got correct. he blames you that you never told him this information or that you’re a liar, sometimes side-eyes you before you say if he’s wrong or right. if he got it wrong, he would have hard evidence that he is correct and even state word for word on when you said the correct answer in the past

✶ as for questions about him, he would maybe allow bonus points. it depends on how many bonus questions you gave him, which would total how much or how little bonus points you get

✶ ngl, renjun can become a petty lil mf when it comes to his questions. he think it’s only right after the struggle you put him through answering some of those questions and fighting for his case

⤹ ⊹ LEE JENO

✶ slightly like mark and has extreme confidence that he’ll get every question right except….anyways ! it’s not that he’s an attentive bf (cause he is, trust !) but he’s truly shocked at how many he gets wrong. but at the same time, the ones he thinks he is wrong, he gets right ??? idk man. he knows who was your first best friend but doesn’t know your favorite meal…

✶ a lot of laughs are shared between the two of you cause it truly is funny at his reactions at whether or not he’s right. usually his jaw is dropped; if he’s right he nods his head in a slightly cocky manner but if he’s wrong, he shakes his head and curses himself

✶ but at the same time, you throw him some bonus points to help cause poor baby is not doing so good. in the end for the questions about you, he doesn’t do as bad but he believe that definitely isn’t his best and plans to be a better bf to you

✶ for questions about him, he assumes just about half the time that you won’t get this question right, and it could be the most basic questions anyone could easily answer. like why is mans shocked that you know his favorite artist and his favorite pastime…?

⤹ ⊹ LEE HAECHAN

✶ it turned from a cute quiz to a full blown competition. out of all of dream, his confidence is at an all time, always, when it comes to being the best boyfriend God can put on this earth. but oh do you have something planned for him

✶ haechan is more than a thousand percent confirmed that he’ll get all answers right and sits in his seat with such confidence. you roll your eyes and look through the questions as he continues to boast

✶ the questions were going good, ofc he was getting every single correct cause again, he’s the best (he prefers the term “perfect) you could ever have. until it’s questions that you may not know the answer to that starts to trip him. he thinks you’re pranking him, even after you assured him that you aren’t

✶ haechan would trip you up so you can forget the correct answers to your questions. a firm believer that haechan would sit in a certain position to have you gushing, you try to hide your smile while asking the question but it’s no use when he’s around

✶ though when it’s his turn to ask the question, he is absolutely terrible. he’ll throw in bonus questions to trip you up and when you get them wrong, he is so dramatic my goodness. he’s even worse than mark and think it’s the death of him that you don’t remember his comfort meal

⤹ ⊹ NA JAEMIN

✶ jaemin is actually mellow about his confidence for this couples quiz. he’s as confident as haechan but not nearly as bad as haechan can get. don’t get me wrong, he always assures that he’s the number one boyfriend material but thankfully know he’s not perfect

✶ I’d say out of all dream, jaemin would have I believe the third highest score. potentially a tie with renjun for second if he tries hard enough. he gets the easy and hard questions correct without breaking a sweat and sometimes throw in extra info for that question, just to show that he really is attentive

✶ throughout the quiz, he would blow air kisses and reach to grab your hand but you would think that he’s trying to cheat. which leads you to move it out of his reach and leaving him with a small pout

✶ another pouter on our hands guys ! he mostly pouts when he doesn’t get his bonus points or when you reject bonus points from him. no jaemin, you cannot get two bonus points just cause you named your partner’s dream career out of nowhere

✶ when it comes to jaemin’s questions, he is very nice about it and isn’t too harsh with the questions. though, he does throw some curveballs so prepared for that. he’ll go from what’s favorite movie to who’s the first person he talked to on the phone that day

⤹ ⊹ ZHONG CHENLE

✶ an actual comedy show when a couples quiz and chenle is combined. listen, he believes these questions doesn’t prove that he is a good boyfriend but he will do it just for the sake of you :p

✶ but at the same time, he will put on a game face and take this couples quiz veryyyy seriously. he refuses to even let a slim of doubt enter you just cause of a couple incorrect answers. I do believe as just as the amount of answers he gets correct, his ego gets stronger and you can tell from his stance

✶ though, (just like renjun) almost every answer he would get wrong, he would firmly believe that he is right. he’ll have you thinking that maybe YOU’RE the one with the wrong answer. he’ll do everything in his power to prove that he’s right and sometimes it gets a bit scary how hard he’s fighting for that point

✶ I would say that his score is pretty decent but he definitely could have done better. though after the interview, he’s still stuck on the questions he got wrong. cause wym your favorite ice cream isn’t cookies n cream ???? he literally saw you eat it last week

✶ now chenle giving you the questions….be prepared for a lot of sass, a lot of dramatic signs, and a lot of ‘I thought my partner knew me better mmcht’

⤹ ⊹ PARK JISUNG

✶ literally the best and most perfect companion for this quiz (yes I’m being biased, sue me). the man who would score the highest out of all seven boys but still keep a humble posture throughout the quiz. he blushes after you praise him for the amount he gets correct, which is all ofc :)

✶ sometimes he’ll be specific for certain questions, even after you told him he can keep it vague. he’ll go into detail of how your morning routine is set or little signs to show that you’re not in a talkative mood at the moment

✶ deeper questions are the ones that he is the most confident in, he mentally prepared himself for these type of questions. he’ll give reasons as to why you dislike this food or how you have a heavy distaste towards sports. starting to think it’s just jisung’s excuse to ramble about you

✶ as mentioned before, jisung isn’t as cocky as the members but internally, he knows he got this quiz in the bag. he stays humble and gushes on how much he got right

✶ for questions about himself, he’s one hundred percent sure that you’ll get majority correct. but he isn’t worked up if you were to get them wrong; instead, he lets a lighthearted ‘tsk’ and tells you the correct answer. he also reassures you that you still are a good partner to him, no matter how many you have gotten wrong :)

౨ৎ honestly shocked on how little time this took but I’m really happy with how it came out :)

౨ৎ lemme know if you guys want a 127 and/or wayv version of these hcs 😋

kisses to you all and God bless you 💗

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tddyhyck · 18 days

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in the next room [ nct dream ]

pairings ⇢ dreamies x afab!reader

warnings ⇢ exhibitionism, semi-public/public sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, cum eating, hot tub sex, car sex, clothes sex, balcony sex, face fucking, fingering, squirting, grinding, belt as a restraint, bathroom sex, spanking, spitting, dom/sub undertones, use of (whore, slut, baby, good girl)

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the sink is cold when you grip it, holding yourself up as he slides into your abused hole swollen and puffy from the day's adventures. you weren’t sure if it was hormones or if jeno was more enticing than normal. you just couldn’t help yourself. “so wet for me already?” he whispered against your neck before he started moving behind you. one hand gripping your hip the other tightening on your jaw every time your head started to droop. lifting you to look at him through the mirror. his eyes darted between your reflection and where his cock was buried inside of you. “fuck” you mewled as he hit your sweet spot, but quickly shut your mouth remembering your friends in the next room. “shh unless you want them to hear how good i fuck you” he mumbled against your burning skin. the thought of your friends hearing him fuck you like a whore made you clench around him. he smirked at you through the mirror. you looked a mess, eyes hazy and lidded, mouth hanging open. you lifted a hand from the sink to dip between your legs circling your clit with a silent moan. “hey is everything okay?” someone called from the other side of the door. you whimpered, the knot in your belly tightening as your eyes went wide, staring at him knowing you can’t respond. “yeah just a bit under the weather.” jeno replied, still thrusting into you harshly. you could hear feet pattering away. “you think they heard your sloppy wet cunt?” that sent you over the edge shuttering in his hold head lolling back against his shoulder. he continued to use you for his own release “perfect fucking pussy” he moans into your neck as he cums. you feel his release as he emptied himself into you for the fourth time today. you whimper when he pulls out, and again when he shoves two fingers inside as a poor attempt to keep his cum from spilling out between your legs. it doesn’t help much and he pulls them out tugging your messy panties over your cunt to catch anything else. you turn around grabbing his wrist before slurping his fingers into your mouth lewdly licking your mixed cum off of his digits, before fixing your hair in the mirror and joining your friends again.

the car was muggy like a hot summer day but it was the middle of january, and snow covered the ground outside. but inside the car was filled with groans and moans and hot breaths on necks. you left open mouthed kisses down his collar bones as you sunk down onto his cock. he groaned into the car the music playing was too loud you wanted to hear him, hear the way he whimpered as you traced a hand under his shirt and over his nipples. “fuck” he groaned slamming his hand against the fogged window leaving a hand print on the glass. his hand slid down before gripping your ass again kneading the plush skin. he tugged you up and down before you leaned back offering space so he could see the way his cock filled you up. the new angle made you whine his cock brushing your sweet spot before pressing against your cervix. gravity achieving a new depth leaving you gripping his shirt. knuckles white as he fucked his hips up to meet yours. “shit shit” he pulled you to him as a car parked next to yours. he paused but you didn’t. you continued to grind against him swiveling your hips as you heard doors slam. his eyes rolled back as the person walked away. your cunt tightening around him as you circle your hips. “fuck what if they saw” he groaned face turning pink. “isn’t that the fun of it mark?” you smirked. lifting your hips to bounce over him again his head fell back “you’re crazy” he moaned. his hand gripping your waist slipped between you thumbing against your clit as you whimpered. the fast swirls heating up your insides as mark rearranged them. thrusting up into you with an irregular rhythm “you’re gonna make me cum” he whimpered. “that’s the point” you giggled. “shut up” he groaned. and you shut up when he sped up. skin slapping as he fucked into you, thumb and pointer finger pinching your swollen clit making your moan. mouth hanging open as you came and he quickly followed you, filling the condom. curses slipping from his lips as your cunt milked him. leaning down you kissed his neck sloppily. “fuck baby” he groaned when you lifted off of him. you rolled into the passenger seat legs spread swollen pussy on display. you brushed your fingers over yourself spreading your lips slick dripping still. “you’re filthy” he shook his head staring between your legs licking his lips.

his skin felt hot as you let your hand dance on his shoulder. fingers dragging water droplets around his skin. you let your hand go lower before fully submerging as you tapped against his skin. he stared up at you curiously a smirk dancing on his lips when you traced fingers down his chest and to his stomach. a light hand pressing over his swim trunks feeling a familiar hardness beneath the material. you smiled down at him gripping his member “you really want it?” renjun asked. you nodded tugging at the elastic “need you.” “you want everyone to look out of their rooms and see you getting fucked?” he questioned. you moaned in response letting go of his shorts to rub over your hardening clit. “little whore” he mumbled and it only made you go faster. you felt his hands gripping your ass kneading the plump skin. he grinded against you as you used your other hand to tug his shorts down. pulling his cock out your thumb sliding over the head making him sigh. he lifted you up while you tug your bottoms to the side quickly pressing the head against your hole. sighing with him as you sink down letting him fill you up. you groaned into his neck as he lifts you up and down on his cock. you planted your feet on the bench he sat on moving faster up and down. the jets pulsed around you covering the movement beneath the water; small splashes hitting the tile with every bounce. “can never have enough can you?” renjun groaned and his words made you whimper. you grabbed at his shoulders before your hands found the tile behind him, slippery and wet as you gripped it. “needy slut. you don’t care if they see you, you just want cock.” you shook your head bouncing harder on him moaning wantonly as his cock rubbed your sweet spot. “don’t care, want you” you whined. his fingers pressed against your clit smooth circles building your orgasm. “we should just come out here during the day let everyone watch you.” you moaned loudly as you came spasming around his cock. your bounces slowing but he still fucked into you as you shuttered over him. he kept his fingers circling your overly sensitive clit as he came biting your skin with a groan.

you kept your mouth tight, biting inside your lip to keep it shut. his fingers weren’t helping, sliding in slick between your legs. the movie flashed in front of you, your face lighting up with the screen. you glanced around the room full of your friends all focusing on the film, but you don’t even know the main characters name. jaemin’s hand had been down your shorts the entire time. you had lifted your hand to your mouth biting down into your palm to keep from moaning. every time he swirled his fingers over your swollen nub; thumb and pointer finger pinching down making your hips jolt. you could feel him smirking behind you as he dragged a finger down circling your hole. taping his finger, teasing the entrance and you could hear the wetness. it left you mortified slamming your face down against the couch. “don’t like the movie?” he asked, lips pressing against your ear. you shook your head feeling slick dribble out of you and down your thigh. you lifted your head up whimpering when he started moving his hand once more “gonna open you up. stretch your cunt so i can fuck you” he whispered. you wanted to whine, and cry, and kick your feet like a child, but your mind went blank when he finally pushed two fingers into you. your mouth formed an o shape as he plunged in, curling his digits into you. your legs shook around his hand making him frustrated. he pulled his fingers from you moving to wrap his arm around you. slithering between your legs not wasting time to fill you back up. you sobbed when he used his thumb on your clit working you closer to release. “you need to be quiet. do you want our friends to know you’re a whore?” your eyes shot open glancing around the room to see if their eyes were on you, but no one noticed you, or your legs spread open under the blanket, or heard the squelch of your wetness. “bet you want them to know” you whined into your hand. the knot in your stomach tightened your release imminent with each flick of his wrist. his other hand reaches to clamp down over your mouth as you cum shaking in his hold. he coos at you quietly continuing to milk your orgasm while you come down. limp in his arms he pulls out of you before lifting you to stand weakly. “y/n’s not feeling great we’re gonna go lay down,” jaemin announces before dragging you down the hall with a grin and sticky fingers.

his hands shook slightly as he tried to brush your hair from your face. you were too focused on grinding against him, panties sticky and wet on his sweats leaving a damp stain. his headset was still on mic moved from his mouth, but you could still hear his friends talking through the headphones. your hands brush from his shoulders to tug his sweatpants lower and peak at his hardening cock. trailing a finger over the head teasing his slit as you watch a bead of precum pump out. he sighs leaning back against his chair “baby” jisung murmurs. gripping your hips to slow you down. “can you see how bad i need you” you whine. fingers pressing to your damp panties covering your sticky cunt. “don’t want them to hear you” he says nodding his head to the mic. “just let me ride you i’ll be good” you murmur trying to move your hips again. “you have to be quiet” he whispers. one hand releasing from your hips to touch the damp material for himself holding back a groan. when you grind against his fingers you smile contentedly moving your hips against his hardening cock. the friction of the damp fabric and heat of his cock was enough for you, but jisung wanted more. he lifted your hips before tugging his pants lower letting you settle back down on his uncovered cock. he hissed when you humped against him staring down at your panties dragging against his pulsing member. “so good” you whined, gripping his shoulders to stay upright. he held your hips with one hand helping you drag against him. his other hand snaked between you tugging your panties to the side. your glistening clit peaking out sliding wetly as your slick dripped onto him coating his cock with each movement. his head rested against his chair, lips between his teeth blush painting his cheeks. you loved him like this and it was all because of you. your tummy tightened when you felt his cock twitch against you. “wanna cum” you mumbled. he took that as a challenge, gripping you tighter moving your hips over him swiftly. he angled his hips to offer more pressure to you, and it had you sobbing. your head lolling to his shoulder hips shuttering as you came with a whimper. you silently hoped the mic above you picked it up. he kept you moving against him as he stuttered praises in your ear before releasing on your pussy thick white ropes. you kissed his cheek leaning back looking at your soiled panties.

warm lips pressed against your shoulder blade, tongue sliding over your skin. you whined when teeth nibbled slightly. you reached behind yourself gripping his member making him hiss on your skin. pushing your hips back rubbing the tip between your legs over your cunt. “fuck me” you mumbled. he bit down on your shoulder as he pushed into you filling you up in an instant. “fuck” he groaned into your skin pulling your hips back to meet his own. you gripped the cool railing looking over the balcony at the busy city. thoughts racing around the idea of someone glancing up and seeing your dripping cunt being pounded. it had you clenching around him. “shit baby.” you fucked yourself back harder skin slapping rhythmically. you wear moaning unabashedly with every brush of his cock against your sweet spot. “gonna have the neighbors filing a noise complaint” haechan mumbled into your neck. you smirked as his hand slithered over your chest to grip your breast thumbing your nipple. “i’ll just blame you” your voice was rough and breathy. knees jiggly and weak legs shaking as he filled you over and over. his hand that was on your hip moved to press against your lower back making you arch beautifully. his eyes focused on the curve of your spine down to your ass and where he was buried inside of you. he brought his hand slapping against your ass making you moan loudly. you heard haechan chuckle behind you “you’re literally dripping” he smirked. he leaned back as he stared at the ground beneath you. your slick puddled on the floor beneath you. glancing down before bringing your hands between your legs collecting the sticky wetness on your fingers. swirling your hand over your cunt with a whine from both of you. your fingers splitting to a v shape around his cock. “such a messy cunt just begging for someone to watch you.” you whimpered clenching around him belly hot and full of fire. “you’d like it right? maybe i’ll invite someone over so they can see you whore out.” you moaned at his words as his thrusts were getting sloppy. both of you close to the edge, his cock fucking into you erratically nudging your sweet spot. your legs were shaking as you came, crying out as liquid spilled out of you. he kept fucking you until he came. cum dripping out of you to join the mess you had made on the tile.

you’d spent the whole day trying to rile him up and it seemed like he wasn’t having any of it. in a way it pissed you off but in another way it made you more determined. you hoped that flirting with someone at this club would make him show you who you belonged to. but he didn’t seem to care about you giggling at some lame jokes this guy was making. glancing across the bar at him, but he sat running a finger on his glass. you huffed walking back to your private table in the corner tugging the curtain closed behind you. you wanted to sulk but you didn’t have time. before you could sit down he was closing the curtain behind himself staring at you as he sat his glass down. “you’ve been a little brat all day.” you pouted lifting an eyebrow at him. “i was going to give in when we got home but your little flirting game changed my mind.” he walked towards you, backing you up until your knees hit the couch making you sit abruptly. staring up at him his fingers grazed your chin gripping your jaw to squish your cheeks until your mouth opened. watching him intently as he brought his face to yours before spitting into your open mouth. he kept it open watching the saliva slide down your throat before releasing your chin. “you’re going to be good for me now aren’t you?” chenle asked. you nodded quickly watching as his hands unbuckled his belt, sliding the leather out of the loops before squatting down in front of you. he held out his hand and you placed your hands in his palm; he massaged them before looping the belt snuggly around your wrists. “good girl,” he mumbled kissing your forehead. he stood back up unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down slightly. watching you as he took his cock out. it made your mouth water as your eyes followed his fist as it pumped over his member. he gripped your hair in one hand tapping the tip against your cheek with the other. your lips were already open and waiting as he slapped his cock against your face. he didn’t pause, plunging it down your throat your eyes immediately pooled. you pulled yourself to the edge of the seat to follow your head as he fucked into your warm mouth. he groaned and fingers tangling in your hair “such a whore.” he smirked down at you loving the way you gagged around him with each tug on your hair. “want me to go get that guy? let him see how good you are with your dirty mouth?” you whined vibrating around him making him moan. “you think this flimsy little curtain will keep everyone from knowing what a slutty brat you are?” he fucked into you harshly you felt your cheeks dampen as your legs pressed together. your cunt pulsed with need every word, every thrust into you made you want him more. “getting wet just thinking about it?” chenle asked, pulling out of your mouth with a squelch. spit dripped down your chin and onto your dress as you caught your breath. you kept your eyes on his, full of admiration. “let me see?” he pressed your shoulders back and you spread your legs showing your barely covered cunt. he tugged your panties down leaving them gripped in one hand as his other pumped his cock. you knew he was close and you hoped he would let you have it before he let go. he came closer pressing the tip into you as he groaned, and you whined feeling hot white shoot into you. you wiggled your hips for something for anything but he didn’t give it, pulling out of you he reached for you panties shoving the material in your messy cunt and you moaned up at him. he stood over you tucking himself back into his pants. he leaned down releasing your wrists and putting his belt back on. “keep it in until we’re home you understand?” you nod dumbly as he stands you up walking you out.

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strxbrymochi · 2 months

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i know im quite late but this has been stuck in my head and i need to get it out so here are my 12am impulse thoughts,,,

how i imagine nct dream would be on valentine's day;

note: this is just the vibes i get from seeing them and 100% based on my delusional imagination

mark;

i am extra delulu for this man rn its so bad

i feel like he would be such a wholesome valentine date

straight up imagined some sort of serenading going on bc hello guitar skills?? and his voice??

i'd imagine he'd gift you some sort of designer thing (just cause i think he's the type to spoil u for special occasions bc ur his girl yk screams)

i think good food = good talks = just enjoying each other's company; type of guy i genuinely feel like you can have hour hour hours long convos and not get bored

lots of laughs bc hearing his laugh >>>

feel more home date vibes where you take out your fave foods and just jam out love songs in pjs but i can also see late night walks or going to some lowkey resto so yalls dont get spotted

renjun;

this guy is for real a deep down romantic aint no way with that face and attitude have you seen how he speaks to some of the dreamies??

defs would serenade u if u ask him to (imagine him shy at first but giving it his all aww)

hands down will gift u something he custom made i do not doubt this given he made custom hoodies for the rest of dream but yours defo will be extra special and made with care <3

can imagine some sort of art date or a quiet night for the two of yalls, him spoiling u a bit cause valentines is extra reason to do so

honestly if i was on a date w him i'd just stare at him ... oops

i think u guys should do the "draw each other" trend as a gift and ur drawing of him looks horrendous (bc u are not as gifted in the arts-- if you are good for u) while his of you looks majestic but he keeps it anyways bc u made it (hearing his beautiful laugh makes it worth ut too anyways)

jeno;

ok look i think jeno's v acts of service-y

wouldn't question if he attempts to cook for you or do things for you a lot more often on valentines to show his love for u (wake up to meals and a clean house yessir-- only for today tho GAHAHAHAHA)

another one i think would spoil you with designer stuff and just imagine the little cute smile on his face when he watched you open the gifts cause he's out here looking at u w pure genuine love (must be nice)

my man's a gamer would probs challenge u to a game or two before heading out

ice cream !!!!!! i have seen 2 vlogs w him looking for and eating ice cream i think you guys will defs have an ice cream taster or smtg (he's so me!!)

idk bro i love jeno any boyfriend fantasy i have in my dreams is played out by him. TT

haechan;

nah yea atp they'd all spoil you (pls dream is full of loving green forest men)

i can imagine deep talks about your future together like wouldnt be surprised if mans doesnt just propose to you alr thats how much he loves you

clingy clingy boy and he is not afraid to show you and let you know how much he loves u !

would hands down take you to the BEST restos and yalls would have insanely good food

can see some karaoke or bowling or idk just an activity yalls can do together before going home for a quiet night of the talks and just enjoying each other's presence

where do i find one genuine question

jaemin;

royalty treatment all the way

breakfast in bed: check with four course meal, flowers: check, gifts: check, chore-free house: check say less

i feel like jaemin is a very big words of affirmation guy so he will not stop complimenting you or saying he loves you

takes a lot of pictures of you too

yk also i think he'd actually send his mom flowers for valentine's day too

staring at you for hours with that stupid cute grin of his, eyes full of adoration

would have all your wants and preferences memorised hes so attentive you actually dont need to worry or do anything all day (just appreciate it bc u deserve him and his love!!!)

chenle;

(there were like no chenle gifs wtf)

PRESIDENT ZHONG CHENLE!!!!! money moves fr name what u want and u got it, spoiled level 1000 on valentine's day

if he could go around freely i think he's the type to take you to fancy ass restaurants like those rich hotel ones (but like if not that's ok he'll spoil you through other means)

he's a menace sometimes i think he'd joke around and try to get on your nerves a bit for fun like imagine him rocking up and being like what day is it today? oh it's valentine's? what's that idk what that is. was i meant to do smtg for u? (him and haechan fr would be the type to tease u so bad) all that just for laughs i can alr imagine the look on his face

as sweet as he is i think at one point he'd either make you do smtg so stupid w him or get a random ass matching present just for the lols (he rlly doesn't gaf he's so real and u love him for it)

jisung;

my sweet sweet child (we're like the same age)

i feel like he'd be so babie trying to prep everything and making sure everything is perfect for u awwwie

tries to act all tough and cool but melts on the inside, compliment him once he shows that smile of his and he's down forever

would be the type to get advice from his hyungs on what to do but be so shy when asked (sksks hes adorable pls)

i feel like he would make you a custom gift like something you can take w u always but also get u something expensive idk unless ur not into that stuff GAHAHA

IMAGINE he tries cooking for u but oblivious kiddo ended up burning it but its ok he tried, yalls got takeout instead

OK ALSO think him trying to teach u how to dance that'd be so cute or yalls can end it w a movie just in each other's presence and u fall asleep next to each other on the couch (BYE SO CUTE IM DED)

ok that's it im done i need to sleep good night (stay delulu besties <3)

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woozten-x · 1 year

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#. 𝘼𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 | 𝙉𝘾𝙏 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢

[ ; M.List including other Neos! ]

─ Context: When dating, you’ve noticed many habits and cherished the many memories with your boyfriend; you recall every single one, your love for them growing stronger by the many moments shared with them. (NCT DREAM EDITION)

─ Genre: Tooth-rotting FLUFF, lots of wholesome moments of just them being ur boyfriend, Headcanons

─ Length: 7 bullet points!

❒ a/n: been in a headrot about established relationships and overall wholesome/romantic headcanons for the dreamies!! OMG by NewJeans really helped me get in the zone with these headcanons, oh lord i am sick!! i am lovesick!

!! Mark .

We all know he’s a music lover and he has a dedicated playlist for you, every song in that playlist reminds him of you! Every time Mark feels lonely, he would be listening to it; the melody of every song bringing you closer to him, no matter the distance

LOVES talking about you even when you aren’t there - literally brings you up in every conversation whenever something reminds him of you; everyone around Mark (who know you or not) is always learning something about you

Whenever he is working/composing music, he is always giving you a snippet of the project because he just can’t contain his passion for music; as Mark’s lover, he is making you experience the very same passion he puts in every piece of music he works on

Willing to drop everything or anything he’s doing at the very moment whenever you call his name; Mark doesn’t care, he is always looking at you or looking at the direction of your voice like a lovesick puppy

For some reason, he enjoys placing his snapbacks/beanies on your head; Mark just loves seeing you in his hats, finding it adorable whenever the hat is a bit too big for you

Makes you feel like a grade A comedian because he is always giggling or laughing with you; please save him, Mark’s lungs are working 10x harder after meeting you

Whenever you are talking, his eyes are pleading towards you with every drop of attention laid on you; sometimes, he would randomly utter out “Cute.” because you have Mark in a trance with your beauty

!! Renjun .

Everytime he draws, he likes to draw things that remind him of you or just anything that may be of your liking (tbh you like everything he draws); Renjun loves showing you his drawings/paintings and he loves every compliment coming from your lips the most

Definitely doodles on your skin with paint because he refuses to use markers that may stain or hurt your skin; the sensation of the brush is bringing you to a serene place, he is always smiling whenever he sees you dozing off with a sheepish smile on your face

Whenever you get teased by the other members, Renjun is always stepping in to defend you; he is your knight in shining armor, willing to let his rated E hands do the talking if necessary

Usually, Renjun can be quite sarcastic with the others when tested enough but his patience is endless when it comes with you; your attention means so much to him, he is willing to take any for his own greedy heart

Has a habit of combing his fingers through your hair, the small affectionate gesture conveying the amount of admiration he has for you; whenever his fingers get tangled in your hair and tugs, he apologizes quickly and kisses the top of your head as assurance

LOVES cuddling with you in bed with those glowing star stickers on the ceiling or galaxy projectors; he just loves holding you close to him underneath those artificial stars, telling you sweet nothings while drifting along the made-up galaxy the two of you created

Has set reminders/alarms to remind you of taking your medication/vitamins everyday; even when he’s out busy with whatever schedule, Renjun is making time to send a text to show how much he cares for you

!! Jeno .

Willing to stay up with you, whether you are working or just not tired, he is accompanying you for hours; even when Jeno is exhausted or is on phone with you, he is staying awake with you to spend every second of his day with you

When you face him, speaking to him about anything, he is listening but sometimes he gets distracted; randomly, Jeno is placing a hand on your cheek and caressing your soft skin with eyes blinded by the love for you

LOVES approaching you when you least expect it, leaning close to your face with a playful grin plastered on his face; Jeno is always planting a kiss on your cheek, nose or lips whenever he gets the chance to surprise you

He’s a gamer and we all know he has those headsets that practically cancels out all noise surrounding him; but, Jeno always keeps it lower than usual and always sacrifices his own game to give his undivided attention to you whenever you call him

Risking his back to carry you around on his back or straining his arms to carry you in his arms, reassuring you whenever you feel fearful of hurting him; Jeno is your prince charming, striving to take you anywhere regardless of your worries

Purposely leaves his hoodies, shirts and sweaters for you to have and he acts clueless whenever you ask if he wants it back; seeing you in his clothes makes him smile, crescent moons adoring you while saying “That looks good on you.” every single time

Playfully sticks out his arm for you to interlock with whenever the two of you walk together or are walking side by side; Jeno letting you know that he is by your side always and making the two of you inseparable, as he can never think a moment without you

!! Haechan .

The type to tease you, but you literally carved a spot in his heart that he can’t resist pouting or apologizing instantly whenever you get annoyed; Haechan loves getting a kick of these things, but it backfires as he ends up being the kicked puppy in the end

Shares his screen whenever he is playing games or you are sitting next to him watching, your head resting on his shoulder; Haechan loves to call you his lucky charm for winning games and show off his skills to hold the “Best Gamer Boyfriend” title

Your biggest supporter! He is always hyping you up, willing to show you off like a diamond on a ring; Haechan is the light burning every insecurity you carry, always boasting about you at any given opportunity

LOVES hugging you in whatever situation - back hugs, regular hugs, side hugs…Just anything related to hugs in general; Haechan is your personal teddy bear, clinging onto you until the very end with his addictive warmth enveloping you

Cheesy pickup lines? Suggestive jokes? Poetic words to describe his love for you? He is saying anything whenever he is with you; Haechan has no filter, completely infatuated with you, his own brain barely catching up with the words spilling out of his mouth

Likes to re-enact scenes with you or remembering the lines to have you swooning from some romantic movie he watched; due to realistic circumstances, Haechan is always laughing with you with an aching stomach and a fluttering heart

When you ignore him a bit too long, he gently grasps your chin with a feather-like touch; Haechan meets your eyes, basking in your attention for a brief moment before pulling away with a smirk as a way to have you yearning for him, also

!! Jaemin .

A smile grows on his face every time you look at him, speak to him, kiss him - just anything in general; his gaze is softening every time, Jaemin would also softly tell you “You are beautiful.” randomly to remind you of the beauty he cherishes most in life

Takes random photos of you, whether you are paying attention or not, he is your own personal photographer; Jaemin definitely has a folder of photos dedicated to you, sometimes scrolling through whenever he misses you or to show you off

Cooks and feeds you! He definitely calls you ‘Jaemin’s baby~’ or ‘My baby~’ in endearment while feeding you; you are Jaemin’s number one! Willing to spoil you rotten with his acts of services

LOVES to pinch your cheeks together, saying his iconic ‘Aigoo~’ whenever you look at him with your cheeks pinched together; Jaemin is smiling fondly at you, littering your faces with warm kisses causing you to giggle every time

Send voice messages to remind you to eat and stay hydrated! He is also sending you photos with a message attached saying - ‘looks pretty, but you are prettier though’; Jaemin always find time to take care of his number one

Always energetic around you and he is practically glowing when spending time with you; Jaemin never has any boring moments with you, always in high spirits whenever you enter the room or text/call him - you are his most treasured happiness!

When cuddling, he loves to pull you close to him and lean in to nuzzle the tip of his nose with yours; Jaemin is always so gentle with you during these moments, the world is currently in his grasp and he is always admiring it with a never ending fondness for you

!! Chenle .

Never letting you leave bed, no matter your protests or whatever important is going in his/your schedule; Chenle can be real clingy, especially when sleepy and he is not taking no as an answer towards the comfortable warmth you provide him

Random photos and videos of Daegal, always referring the cute dog as ‘Our daughter’ whenever he talks about her; Chenle is willing to be a father for any of your pets also, even if its a cat

Spams you of photos or videos he’s seen on social media, you basically receive ‘Boyfriend homework’; would sometimes feel betrayed whenever you ignore his messages, Chenle would sulk until you react to his spam of messages

LOVES dragging his fingertips along your arm or hand, mindlessly tracing your soft skin while he is on his phone or listening to you ramble; Chenle always conveys his devotion to you, letting you know he is there whenever you need him

Shuts you up with a kiss or unexpectedly kisses you; Chenle would defensively say he got bored or he just misses you, the adorable smile adorning his face makes you forgive him easily

He would play basketball with you, purposely losing to see you excited about winning; Chenle also gives you a kiss before or after a game against the other members, against your lips he says ‘Cheer for me’ or ‘Thank you for cheering for me’

Play wrestles with you on the bed or couch and always ask for a kiss whenever he wins; seeing you smile and laugh makes Chenle feel refreshed, his own heart overwhelmed by the feelings he felt when falling for you the first time

!! Jisung .

Sends good morning and good night voice messages, his voice always deep with drowsiness and saying he will see you later in the day or the next day; recording his voice is easier for Jisung, he just loves to start and end his day with his attention on you

Plays games with you, mainly the laidback games like Minecraft, Roblox or other games couples play; he is always so patient with you, at times Jisung loves showing off his skills to impress you of his abilities

Shyly pokes you or tugs on your clothes/sleeve whenever he wants your attention, the big baby pouting whenever he feels a teensy bit jealous; Jisung is quite greedy, always wanting to be in your spotlight and be the reason for your happiness

LOVES holding your hand and playing with your fingers, sometimes he just likes tracing the lines on your palm; this small gesture of affection is subtle, but it comforts Jisung knowing you are his only

Is always by your side helping you clean/cook, despite lacking some knowledge in some departments - he is aiding you and doing his very best to lessen the burden for you; Jisung is reliable, wanting you to lean on him when you get busy!

Blushes and gets all flustered whenever you compliment him about his dancing or singing/rapping; Jisung’s own confidence is skyrocketing every single time, but his bashfulness is something he can never hide each time

When he’s out and sees something that reminds him of you, he is going great lengths to obtain it; Jisung even has his hyungs help him (which they do help), willing to give you the most precious diamonds to his special person aka you

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luvyeni · 9 months

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in my jisung feels rn and this has bern on my mind since like yesterday ...

so just imagine you and jisung fucking and both of you are struggling , you because he's too big, and him struggling because your so tight.

holding your knees , basically folding you in half as he tries to slip his cock into your wet hole. "s-sungie , too big." you moan out. "won't fit." your whiny voice sending making his mind go blank.

"sh-shit , you're so fucking tight." his voice his deep and full of need as he focuses on trying to bully his cock into your cunt. "fuck."

once he's finally seethed inside of you , you try and get him to move , but he doesn't. "baby give me a moment , if i move now im gonna cum." he breathed , finally pulling out until it was just his tip , pushing back into your tight hole. "your stomach is bulging." he grunts.

"your pussy is too small for my cock." his dirty words mixed with his cock stretching you out , your legs were shaking as you soaked his cock in your essence.

"baby your shaking like a leaf." you were overstimulated , his cock still dragging along your walls. "did you cum just from me putting it inside?" you moaned. "a-again." he starts to pick up his pace , ready to give you want you want , to make you cum as many times as you can.

"gonna fuck you until your running from mt cock"

©️LUVYENI

#nct smut #nct hard thoughts #nct hard hours #park jisung headcanons #park jisung x reader #park jisung imagine #park jisung smut #park jisung scenarios #park jisung hard thoughts #park jisung hard hours #nct dream smut #nct dream x reader #nct dream hard thoughts #nct dream hard hours

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keurimi · 23 days

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OF HEXES AND LOVE POTIONS: prologue

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prologue

the moment your hogwarts acceptance letter came in the mail, your parents could not hide their excitement. your father was a wizard, and your mother was a muggle-born. while the latter could not really grasp the concept of magic and its existence, she was more than happy to be able to send you to an expensive boarding school.

“i have high expectations for you,” your father had said. he claimed he was one of the smart ones, one of the great wizards of his generation. you think he’s spewing bullshit. he was a hufflepuff, he claimed. “as long as it’s not slytherin,” you remember him saying. whatever that meant.

you’ve been bullied your whole life for being weird, and now you have letters flying about and the adults in your life claiming you are weird, but because you’re a witch. you’re magic.

it almost seemed like a joke. you grew tough and possibly devoid of any feelings anymore because of all the name-calling, the rabid bullying, the times your friends called you a freak because you can make sticks fly, the times you got hit by small stones because a classmate saw you move a pencil without touching it. your childhood was a mess because you were weird, and no one could explain why.

and now they finally have an explanation for all of it. how convenient, you had thought.

how you arrived in hogwarts also seemed like a joke. platform 9 and 3/4, the messy, surreal atmosphere of diagon alley, you getting your first wand, and someone from the train offering you a chocolate frog (that moves, to your shock), everything seemed like a dream.

that was, until, you stood face-to-face with hogwarts itself.

you’ve seen castles in tv before, but nothing like this. the whiplash of emotions – shock, fascination, fear, excitement – was too much for your eleven-year-old brain to fathom and distinguish. you mindlessly followed your batchmates and the booming voices of the older students into what they called the “great hall”.

as you were briskly walking, trying to catch up with the other kids, another student accidentally bumped into you, falling on the floor face down. he let out a pained grunt and was beet red from the snickers he was hearing from the others. you reached out your hand, helping him up, and muttering an apology.

“no, sorry for bumping into you.” he breathed out. “i’m not too good in crowds.”

“oh,” you replied. “it’s fine. do you want to let them pass first? i’m fine with being on the back of the line.”

he let out a shaky breath as he dusted himself off. he turned to you and gave you a small smile. “that would be nice. i’m jisung, by the way.” he let out his hand.

“y/n.” you replied, reciprocating his gesture and shook his hand. the two of you exchanged pleasantries, walking much slower than the rest.

the moment you and jisung stepped into the great hall, you were both greeted by a bunch of rowdy boys who surrounded jisung, playfully smacking him. “you’re here, ‘sung! where’s chenle?” the one in the blue necktie basically yelled.

as if on cue, the “chenle” dude walked towards you, jisung, and the other boys, greeting and waving happily. you vaguely heard some loud phrases being exchanged, such as “we’re finally together!” and “i can’t wait!”, as they put their arms around each other and laughing.

you, on the other hand, couldn’t care less.

you noticed a more interesting event happening before your eyes – the sorting hat ceremony, as you’ve heard from the whispers around you. you’ve heard things from your father, too. he never failed to mention how good of a house hufflepuff was, how he hated slytherins, how gryffindors were always favored by the headmaster, and how annoyingly stellar ravenclaws were during exam season.

(he probably didn’t want to tell you outright, but your father might just be hoping for you to get into hufflepuff).

you were mindlessly watching as the other first-years got sorted into their own houses. somewhere along the line, you found chenle and jisung standing right behind you. you turned around, trying to look for some clarification as to what is happening in front of you.

“hey, what do the houses mean?”

jisung and chenle halted their conversation, looking at you with shock on your faces. “you don’t know?”

you shook your head. “i wouldn’t be asking if i knew, right?”

jisung cleared his throat. “uh, yeah, right.”

he proceeded to explain to you what the sorting hat ceremony was – it was to group you into the house where you belonged, based on your personality. gryffindors were generally brave and courageous, ravenclaws were knowledgeable and curious, hufflepuffs valued loyalty and hard work, whereas slytherins are cunning, ambitious, and resourceful.

“but we usually get sorted into where our parents and ancestors were sorted before.” chenle chimed in. “i’m guessing you were raised as a muggle?”

“a muggle?” you questioned.

“you know, a regular human with no magic at all. you lived in the muggle world?” you just nodded in response.

your conversation was interrupted by the old woman professor (who introduced herself as mcgonagall) called chenle’s name. moments later, the sorting hat screamed “gryffindor!” and the ones with the red and yellow neckties cheered loudly.

jisung was up next. he looked way too nervous, you almost pitied him. you pat his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. “hey, you’ll be fine. it’s just a hat.”

he shakily laughed. “haha, just a hat, right. my dad will kill me if i don’t get into hufflepuff.” his steps were heavy as he approached the wrinkled hat. you can almost hear himself praying to get into hufflepuff. in some odd way, he reminded you of your proud hufflepuff father.

you cheered as the sorting hat yelled “hufflepuff”. at least jisung can probably sleep in peace now.

you were called next. you see jisung and chenle from your peripheral vision, gesturing a thumbs up for good luck. not that you needed it, really. it was just a hat. it was just a house.

as long as it’s not slytherin. your father’s word bellowed in your mind.

the hat was placed on top of your head. you can hear its muttering – ‘a half-blood, with a hufflepuff father. yet you’re so unlike him. you take risks, yet you are calculated. you’re intelligent, but with no care for acquiring knowledge. you have never experienced your father’s plights, as your gifts are miles ahead from your ancestors.’

whatever that means, you thought.

‘but i sense greatness in you. greatness that can only be polished in the house of slytherin.’

my father will kill me.

you can hear the sorting hat laugh, deeming your words as a joke.

‘it seems to me, you are not afraid of your father. i will put you in hufflepuff, if you so desire.’

you paused for a moment and looked around. you met jisung’s gaze, and you contemplated your father’s words. he’d probably be over the moon if you were in hufflepuff – plus jisung seemed like a good friend. you looked at the slytherin table, where the atmosphere seemed cold. most of them were blank-faced, with slicked back hair. if they went to a muggle school, they’d probably be the rich arrogant kids who thought the world revolved around them. the gryffindor kids seemed to be too loud, whereas the ravenclaws looked a bit too nerdy for your liking.

furthermore, the hufflepuff warmth blinded you. you craved something new.

you took a quick glance at the slytherin table once more.

i’ll manage in slytherin, you thought.

“then slytherin it is!” the sorting hat bellowed.

sorry, dad.

the rest of the night was a blur. the feast was grand, you swore you saw like 30 whole roasted chickens in the slytherin table alone. some other first-year girls tried to strike up a conversation with you, yet the moment they found out you were a “half-blood”, with a muggle mom and a hufflepuff dad with a muggle job, they scrunched their noses in disgust and didn’t say another word.

judgy much?

(you couldn’t blame them, though. you chose slytherin based on your judgments of the students from the other houses – it just seemed like you’d found your people).

“don’t mind them. they think they’re the shit just because they’re pure-bloods.” the guy sitting in front of you suddenly spoke, eating a drumstick without a care in the world.

“pure-bloods?” you questioned.

“ya know, those with magical parents. slytherins are known to be prejudiced to half-bloods and muggle-borns, you see.”

“oh. too bad then.” you shrugged.

he gave a hearty laugh in response, earning looks from the other nearby students. “you don’t seem to care.”

“because i don’t.” and because it wasn’t your first time being left out. it almost felt like home.

“i like you!” he basically shouted, again, earning dirty looks from the others beside him. “i’m haechan, a second-year student. pleasure to meet you!”

“y/n. it’s my pleasure too.” you gave a curt nod.

haechan placed the drumstick back on his plate and fixed his gaze on you. “you seem interesting, y/n. maybe that’s why our jisungie has taken a liking for you.” haechan wiggled his eyebrows, causing you to wince (he looked pretty disgusting doing that, honestly).

“ah, you’re friends with jisung.” you replied.

“yup! me and this old fella here,” he grinned and placed his arm over the silver-haired boy beside him. “this is jaemin! also a second-year student. hey, jaem, say hi to our new muse~”

jaemin didn’t pay attention to haechan’s words, but was polite enough to acknowledge your presence.

haechan was talkative, almost very unlike other slytherins based on your observations so far. he talked about his family, how his father got one of the most prestigious positions in the ministry of magic, how he got gifted a dragon for his eighth birthday, and the like.

he bragged a lot, but he didn’t seem to be an asshole.

“how about you? what do your parents do for a living? how’s life in the muggle world? oh heck i gotta visit sometime-“

his rambling was interrupted by the head boys of each house instructing everyone to finish up and go straight to the dorms. you weren’t able to spare another glance at haechan and jaemin anymore. to be fair, you just wanted to see what the dorms looked like and get some rest.

as you lay in your bed, your things half-unpacked, your mind replayed the events of today. once the news gets out to your father that you now bleed green, he’ll probably be incredibly upset. you internally remind yourself to send a letter of apology.

your eyes close, finally getting some well-deserved rest from the chaos and information this new world had brought you. maybe tomorrow, you’ll understand a bit more about the wizarding world.

but you still don’t know if you’re dreaming or not, so who knows if tomorrow exists.

a/n: this is such a long fucking prologue LMAO but i got excited with the world-building & establishing y/n’s personality. no mark lee yet sorry abt that! and yes i do believe that mark lee is a hufflepuff do not fight me on this

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jukipptx · 8 months

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jisung is so shy that when he buys you a present he wears it himself first, waits for you to notice and then gifts it to you pretending that that wasn’t the plan from the beginning.

“ji, that necklace is so pretty omg.” you noticed the tiny dainty flower pendant on his neck, it was pink, which wasn’t his favorite color, but it actually looked really pretty on him. he tried to hide his smile because his plan was working as usual.

“here,” jisung started taking it off “you can have it. it’ll probably look prettier on you.” he put it on you himself, his freezing and shaky hands slightly touching the back of your neck, you chuckled thinking about how he thought you haven’t noticed by now how this was his strategy all along. did he think of you as dumb? this was the 12th time he did this!!!

“you need to stop doing this, jisung.” you walked away pretending to be mad, though you weren’t of course. you didn’t see him getting all flustered and worried and shy and red and about to cry because he thinks he messed up big time (he didn’t you love him).

#nct dream #7dream #nct #nct dream fluff #nct dream headcanons #nct dream reactions #nct dream timestamps #nct dream x reader #nct fic #nct fluff #nct dream jisung #park jisung #nct jisung

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butvega · 8 months

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vega, pode escrever com o jisung?

claro! vou fazer a parte dele da série dos dreamies desenrolando o dormitório pra dar "umazinha", continuação deste headcanon aqui. 🧁💓

`☆ park jisung.

Fora relativamente fácil para Jisung convencer seu hyung, Jeno, a deixá-lo sozinho no dormitório para receber você. Jeno chamou todos os meninos para o shopping, e os convenceu de que Jisung poderia ficar em casa sozinho sem mais problemas.

Jisung já era um rapaz maior de idade, por vezes responsável, e que havia conhecido você ainda em sua época de escola. Eram amigos desde então. Você também havia se tornado uma trainee, mas ainda não havia debutado. O resultado de tanto esforço, e trabalho duro para seguir seu sonho, fez com que você tivesse o mínimo de experiência com rapazes, e pediu para que Jisung, seu amigo tão inexperiente quanto, a ajudasse com essa situação.

Jisung já havia transado com duas únicas garotas; uma staff mais velha que havia sido sua primeira, e uma idol em uma festa com amigos. Duas situações cruas, sem sentimento algum, sem muitas preliminares, encantos e nem frio na barriga.

Mas agora, era você quem estava pedindo. A melhor amiga dele, a pessoa que cresceu com ele, doce e ingênua. Era você, e ele estava surtando tentando deixar seu quarto no dormitório o mais aconchegante o possível. Aladdin passando na televisão, luzes baixas, petiscos gostosos, a melhor coberta sob a cama, temperatura agradável... E você estava apenas ali, com seu vestido rodado, o encarando sem graça.

"Quer... Assistir? A gente deixa aqui, come pringles e chocolate. Não precisamos fazer nada hoje se você não quiser." — ele diz. A voz se encontra mais rouca que o normal pela tensão.

"Não! Eu quero. Quero que seja hoje... Por favor." — quase o assusta na primeira exclamação. Mas a questão era; havia se preparado tanto para sua primeira vez, que não queria dar para trás. Seria perfeito, e seria perfeito porque seria com o Jisung.

Jisung concorda, é tímido em primeiro momento, mas em seguida te puxa para a cama, onde se deita ao seu lado, apenas para encarar o filme. Quer que o momento seja orgânico, nada forçado, é claro, por isso começa a passar a mão em sua cintura devagar enquanto ainda assistem o filme.

Ele esconde, mas está tão nervoso quanto você. Acaricia, passa a te beijar de levinho, e em instantes estão rolando pela cama. As bochechas de ambos queimando, tanto pelo tesão, quanto pela timidez. As roupas sendo retiradas, os corpos nus se chocando.

Você é totalmente de Jisung, ele a faz mulher. Te penetra de maneira carinhosa, é sempre lento, leve, amoroso. Não dói como você imaginava, e para Jisung, também é algo novo, já que pela primeira vez ele faz amor.

Segura a língua entre os dentes para não lançar um "eu te amo" antes do tempo, e assustá-la, mas não reprime sussurros bonitos, palavras de amor, e beijos em toda sua face enquanto se desfaz dentro do preservativo que roubou da gaveta de Jeno.

No fim da noite, perto da hora das garotos voltarem para casa, faz questão de te levar ao seu dormitório, o que causa alguns problemas para ele e mil perguntas dos staffs como: "onde você estava?", "você estava com alguém?", mas nada tirava o sorriso do rosto do garoto, e nem do de Jeno, que se sentia orgulhoso em fazer parte daquilo.

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diorcities · 3 days

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⠀ ⠀ ── ˃ ⤙ ˂ nct dream hand placement !

library. mdni.

jeno: breasts. not in a lascivious way. his hand tends to go toward your ribs when he approaches you from behind but you guess he gets distracted and they end up on your chest, fingers brushing the side of them, so he kind of cups them or holds them from below since they're already in his way.

haechan: inside your back pocket. when he walks next to you or when he arrives where you are, his hand pulls you to him from the back pockets of your jeans. he leaves it there to keep you within his reach so he can whisper to you through the tangle of conversation.

jisung: ass. but only in private. he's too shy to do it in front of his friends. his hand ends up going there out of habit, nevertheless. which ends up with his face burning with embarrassment when they start teasing him. he swears he does it without thinking. you think he's cute when he blushes.

renjun: stomach. he likes you to lean against him and have his hand rest on your tummy. when he wants to call your attention effectively the only thing he has to do is deliver soft squeezes with his thumb and index finger. the thing is, every once in a while he gets a different reaction because the gesture takes you by surprise.

chenle: hand over your shoulder. while walking or talking with friends. your hands are always intertwined. he likes it better when you use your opposite hand over your shoulder because that way he can play absentmindedly thumb wrestling. the gesture is relaxed, but you know there is a certain quality of possessiveness in it.

jaemin: waist. very conventional, very romantic, but when he does, he usually puts a few of his fingers under the fabric for physical contact. absentmindedly fiddles with the hem of your shirts or just holds you firmly. he gets very used to do it, sometimes he doesn't keep in mind his hands might be too cold for your skin.

mark: lower back. at first, he just put it on your back, and gradually he worked his way down until he found his favorite spot. he thinks it's romantic to guide you by placing his hand there or he lets you lead the way while he compliantly follows you, thumb always tracing circles on your skin.

#nct dream soft hours #nct dream scenario #nct dream headcanons #haechan scenarios #mark scenarios #park jisung scenarios #chenle scenarios #renjun scenarios #jeno scenarios #jaemin scenarios #♡dream

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luvh4nji · 9 months

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𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 + 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆

warning: afab!reader, mark's refers to reader as a "girl", size kink in jisung's, renjun and chenle are a little mean, haechan starts talking to the puss

mark ; he's impatient. at first, he loves it. he loves the intimacy of having his sweet girl sat all pretty on his lap, keeping him all nice 'n warm, but then he becomes hyper-aware of warm 'n wet 'n tight you are around him, how you're squeezing his cock every time you shift in his lap, and he just can't help himself.

"'m sorry, baby." he's panting against the skin of your neck, fingers pressing small bruises into the skin of your hips as he bounces you on his lap. "fuck — you feel so fuckin' good, sweetheart — shit — i couldn't wait any longer." and he's fucking you so good, hips rolling forward and sinking into your warm cunt, the head of his cock nudging against that soft, gooey spot, you can't really bring yourself to care. and when he cums, he holds you close, arms wrapping around your back, whispering apologies and praises.

renjun ; he likes to make you beg for him. he loves having you all flustered and desperate in his lap, pawing at his chest, pressing messy kisses to his neck and jaw, whining 'n begging for him to give you anything. and he'd be so condescending, giving you a small smile and shaking his head, tapping your ass as a warning to stop moving around.

"be good for me, honey, i know you can be. jus' be still for me a little longer while i finish this up, alright?" and he'd have to bite down a mean laugh when you sniffle, but nod, telling him that you'll be good in a small, defeated voice.

jeno ; he simply cannot do it. in fact, he might hate it. he makes it all of five minutes, before he's pounding into your sweet cunny, grunting and groaning, his eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of your cunt pressing around his aching cock. he really does try, but you just feel so good, all warm 'n wet around him, practically begging him to fuck his hips up into you.

"god, y'feel so fucking good." he'd groan, his head dropping into the crook of your neck, teeth scraping against the skin and leaving angry red marks in their wake. "always so ready for me, always so wet and fuckin' ready for me, isn't that right, sweetheart?" he'd ramble, bringing a hand down to rub fervently at your clit. and he loves the way you whine and writhe against him, laughing breathlessly as he places sloppy, open-mouthed kisses on your neck. "gonna make you cum so good, honey, gonna make you never wanna do that again."

donghyuck ; he likes to tease. he likes to have you sitting all pretty on his lap, leaning against him, he thinks it's so cute that you want to be around him so much, that you want to be close to him. but he thinks you're even cuter when you're begging for him. he's the type to have his fingers trace around your skin, working lower and lower until he's rubbing little circles into the bud at the apex of your thighs, asking what's wrong when you start whining and asking him why he's being mean <3

"mean? how am i being mean, angel? i don't think she thinks i'm being mean, huh?" he'd ask, tapping your clit with the rough pads of his fingers. "i think she likes me a whole lot." and he'd just laugh when you reach around to hit his chest lightly. "c'mon, baby, i'm just trying to make you feel good. don't you wanna feel good?" he'd ask, pressing little kisses just under your ear, breath hot and heavy, knowing you can't say no to him.

jaemin ; he loves it so much. he loves the intimacy of having you sitting pretty on his lap, being as close as possible to each other, especially after a long day of being away from you. it's all so casual for him. he'd come home, find you in bed and lay down next to you, pulling his sweats and boxers down just enough for you to sit on his cock, before pulling you on top of him, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. his big hands on your back, his head resting on your neck, his breathing deep and even, it just feels so safe and warm.

"you getting tired, lovey?" he'd ask, his fingertips tracing shapeless patterns on your back. and he thinks you're so cute when you nod, hair mussing up against the fabric of his shirt. "it's alright, angel, i've got you. you can go to bed, 'm not going anywhere."

chenle ; he's so mean </3 he's the type to make you sit on his lap, making you keep still for him while he plays video games with his friends. and when you complain, he just laughs at you and tells you to be good for him while he finishes this round, promising that he'll make you feel good. and he's definitely the type to make you cum after every round, harsh and angry when he loses, sweet and gentle when he wins.

"c'mon, honey, you know you're my good luck charm." he coos, raising a hand to pat your head condescending. and he just laughs when you whine for him, sniffling against the fabric of his shirt, overstimulation making you twitch and ache in his lap, wetness dripping onto his thighs. "aw, don't cry, angel. i'll take care of you after this round."

jisung ; besides the fact that he likes it for cuddling reasons, enjoying the closeness more than anything else, he also uses it as a way to help you get used to his size. he thinks you're so cute when you sit on his lap, trying your hardest to take all of him, whimpering 'n whining into his neck, hands fisting in his shirt, telling him how big he is and how you can't take it.

"you can take it, honey, i know you can." he'd coo, letting you hold onto his hand, lacing your fingers together and squeezing gently, comfortingly. "you've taken it before, angel, jus' gotta relax for me, alright? i've got you, honey, i won't let you get hurt."

#nct #nct dream #nct imagines #nct dream imagines #nct reactions #nct dream reactions #nct headcanons #nct dream headcanons #nct smut #nct dream smut #mark lee #zhong chenle #na jaemin #park jisung #lee jeno #huang renjun #lee donghyuck

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writingzen · 1 year

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PERVERT ♡‧ ⁺彡

✧ Pairing- Park Jisung x reader

✧ Summary- after catching jisung with some lewd photos of you, he breaks down, begging for you to forgive him, the only thing is, you love him on his knees more than you expected.

✧ Warnings- smut, 18+ post, fem reader

✧ A/N- read at your own risk, I can’t control what you read. Enjoy :)

“Is this what you truly are?” you questioned, gaze glaring into his with nothing but shame, “A pervert”

His knees break in, pulling him to the ground, surrendering, as tears threaten to escape his eyes. There was nothing else to do, deep down, he always knew it was wrong, very wrong. Especially when the corrupt thoughts first appeared in his head nagging at him at what felt like every single second of his life, but no matter how much he tried to push them down, hide them along with the other dirty, disgusting feelings he felt, he couldn’t help the way his cock pulsed at the thought of you and those filthy pictures. The way his hand found itself in his pants, pleasing himself as the guilt slowly buried itself away within the euphoric feeling that came with the finale release. Though he always felt a constant gnawing feeling of regret and shame, he still found himself repeating the same actions more than he could ever admit.

Now that his worst nightmare is becoming a reality right in front of him, all he could think of doing is to apologize and beg. Beg that you’ll forgive him, just this once.

“Y-y/n” he stuttered, his voice embarrassingly quiet “I’m so sorry”

Your eyes dawned down on him, observing him carefully as he kneeled before you and though you know you shouldn’t, you couldn’t help but adore the position you both were currently in, anticipation flourishing inside of you.

Normally in a situation like this, if it was a possibility for someone else, one would most likely never find it in themselves to forgive him. One could even discover a sense loathing and just completely hate him and though he couldn’t care less if someone else found a distaste for him, his heart crumbles at the thought of you developing those feelings for him, but either way he knew it would be his own fault if you did. Honestly he knew you had every right to feel those hatred feeling. I mean you had just caught him with such lewd photos, concealed deep in his camera roll, photos of you, bare naked, fingers working between your folds as your head laid back, sweat running down your forehead with your mouth gaped.

You don’t even know how he got those explicit photos in the first place but you didn’t even care at this point. Actually, you didn’t care about anything at all but the fact that he had been using them selfishly for his own self pleasure and you couldn’t help but imagine how he looked while letting his wildest fantasies take control, visualizing such a captivating picture.

You scoffed, “sorry?”

A look of pure disappointment takes over your face, not a hint of your usual tender kindness that he loved too dearly, causing him to completely break down, tears pooling out his eyes, running down his cheeks as choked cries spill from his lips.

“I-I’m so s-sorry. P-please, y/n. I-I really am s-sorry”

Honestly, he looked like a pathetic mess: on his knees in front of you with his head hanged low, misplaced pieces of hairs sticking against his rose tinted skin, eyes pink and glossy with tears flooding out, such a pretty sight, only in your view.

You took a step closer, “you never answered my question.”

He brings his hands up to his face, eyes meeting yours for a second, too embarrassed to hold it much longer, wiping his warm, poignant tears “w-what” he stammers out

“Are. you. a. pervert?” You asked, pausing after each word, a grin slowly taking up your face as an exciting idea pops in your head.

He opens his mouth to answer but halts when you take the chance to let your “idea” take place, grazing your heel over his clothed cock, before going to rub his outer thigh. He glances down, bitting his lower lip, restraining himself from making a sound. His hands roughly clenching into a fist.

Truthfully, you feel that It’s not fair, the situation and all. He was the one greedily using you for his own self pleasure, not giving it a second thought in that dumb brain of his. So the “idea” of doing the same sounded quite stimulating, causing you to grow impatient at the thought of getting to see your wildest dreams play out, why not have some fun? After all, he was begging for it.

“Answer the question Jisung” you warn, slowly moving your foot closer to his growing bulge, not being able to help the heat that takes over him as he grows more fascinated with your words, diving deeper into your commands, “now.”

He finds the courage to raise his head up a bit but his eyes still stick to the ground, not daring to actually look you in the eyes. “N-no” his voice a hushed whisper, too embarrassed to answer your question any louder.

You reach out to him, your hands firmly taking in his chin, forcing him to look up at you, his adorable glassy eyes finally meeting yours, you felt sorry almost. “look at me when you speak”

“No” he replies, his voice raising sheepishly, finally building up the nerve to respond louder

“I-I’m not a hnng—” he moans out with a blush, your heel now harshly pressing against the painful erection in his pants.

A huff leaves your pursed lips, displeased with his response, “Wrong answer, I’m not gonna ask you again” you demand, now feeling a sense of irritation, words dropping anything but sympathy.

Your voice made him shiver, enjoying your words more than he thought he would, but still feeling the embarrassment and shame despite it being mostly supressed by the lustful feeling taking over his body, your warning only pulling it all to front, making him more vulnerable to your amusement, “yes” he chokes out.

“Yes what?” You mock, a coy smirk filled with satisfaction takes up your face as you watch him writhe under you.

He sallows the lump in his throat, tears start streaming down his cheeks again reaching over his defined jaw as his body shudders under you, god how he wanted you to touch him, to use him. Make him feel like the pathetic pervert he is and punish him till he can’t think straight, till he goes completely dumb.

Before he could set his thoughts straight, he had already opened his mouth, “I-I, I’m a pervert” he cries through his puffy lips, eyelids barely drooping over his irises while his whole body trembles “please, y/n”

You stroked his tears away, releasing your heel from his hard cock, your smirk now widening to a pleased smile “please what baby?”

Everything you were doing was in pure mockery, using him for your own self pleasure like he used you while also making him feel so utterly pathetic.

Frustrated, he whimpers, eyes shiny like a doll while being a teary stammering mess. Everything he once stood for is now out the door, allowing himself to go completely submissive, just for you. “Please y/n. I beg of you. P-please just touch me”

He can’t help the needy feeling that rushes over him, as thrilling thoughts run through his head. Eyes now drowning into yours, begging, craving for his dirtiest dreams to come to life.

You thread your fingers through his hair before cruelly tugging at it, causing a whiny moan to fall from his pouty lips, pulling him closer, letting your lips slightly linger over his. His lips itching for you to get closer, yearning to feel your soft lips melting into his.

You let out a small chuckle at his cute actions before letting your thoughts take control of you, not thinking twice about your next words and certainly not your next actions.

“Fine, I’ll treat you like the pervert you are”

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