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purecantarella · 1 year

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Red Velvet Reaction : Almost First Kiss

i thought to do this on a whim and i think it'd be rather cute so i hope you all enjoy!! i do base everything on the first meeting so if there are bits of confusion you can read it but its not necessarily needed red velvet members x reader disclaimer/s : a few curses but in terms of content we're good. fluffy and angsty content, wbk.

Bae Joohyun / Irene

Social cues weren’t exactly the oldest member of Red Velvet’s specialty. Of course she was intelligent and very aware of her own social image when it came to her idol persona. But she was still often lost when it came to relating to others.

You loved that about her, but also it made being her girlfriend an uphill battle.

Like during your first getaway as an official couple. It had been a perfect night, you and her having a quiet night going from food stall to food stall. Her dietary restrictions shot to hell with her wrapped in your arm as you walked by the cool ocean.

Once she was feeling tired of walking, you halted and placed your overcoat on the sandy beach. Irene felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks as you plopped down and opened your arm to her with a loving and warm smile on your lips. The crashing of the waves against the shore relaxed the singer to no ends, your warmth only adding to the sensation.

“I think you needed this, with all the performances and dealing with the girls,” Irene giggled beside you as you imply her members are more mischief than their worth. “You haven’t had much time to unwind and be yourself.” You place your lips on the crown of her head.

Irene says nothing for a moment, only moving to wrap her arms around your waist. “All of that was fine…” She whispers quietly before shyly pressing her nose into your neck. “I just hated being away from you.” You smile and pull her closer to you as the night moves in front of the both of you, enjoying the calm it brought.

Irene soaks in the moment, bliss was the only thing on her mind. You on the other hand, can’t you’re your eyes off her lips, wondering just how they would feel against yours. If when you two did kiss would it be warm like she’d always imagined or if when she smiled you would too. You breathe a shaky breath before you clear your throat and pull away slightly, much to your girlfriend’s dismay. Evident by the complainant whines.

Unable to hide the smile on your face, you lift your hand, brushing the stray hairs from her face. The charming smile on her face only makes your heart soar even higher than it already had. “You are the most amazing and perfect person I’ve ever come to know, and I’m so glad you chose me out of everyone who came your way.” You gush making the older woman smile even brighter.

Before you can lean in or do much of anything, something shoots up from a distance, illuminating the sky with a series of brightly colored lights. You both gasp and your quick to cover her ears from the sound. You look back down at her, the serenity of the moment shattered, but the childlike glee on her face makes you forget anything else.

“Look at that, N/n!” She says with an unbridled sense of joy. You feel a sense of hope, maybe you could salvage this. But once again, the mood is ruined as she squeals in shock and fear from another firework shooting up in the sky. You smile and shake your head, covering her ears further and pulling her closer. “I’ve got you, Joohyun.”

It wasn’t long until you both made your way back to the hotel, Irene needing some rest after the long day of walking around and spending time together. While you went into the bathroom to take a shower, Irene excitedly told her members about your day spent together as a couple.

“Then there were literal fireworks! It was magical and Y/n…” She sighs dreamily, “Y/n was absolutely amazing. Gosh I’ve never felt this way before…” Yeri giggles and takes the phone from where it was propped up in the kitchen. “Oooohh, somebody’s in loooove!” She teases in a childish manner. Irene blushes and rolls her eyes before the phone is snatched from the youngest member.

“Wait. Did you two kiss?” Seulgi asks with a teasing smile. But Irene’s expression quickly shifts into one of confusion. “…No…? Did she want to kiss me?”

There’s a silence before a loud whine comes from the phone, most definitely from Wendy. Snatching the phone from Seulgi, the vocalist was now the focus of the camera. “How could you have not wanted to kiss her?!” She pauses to laugh ridiculously. “The ocean, what she said, the serendipitous fireworks?! It was straight out of a movie, unnie!”

The realization of the romance of the moment suddenly dawns on Irene and she feels the need to smack herself in the head. “Shit.” Irene mumbles, amusing her members on the phone.

“You really are clueless, aren’t you unnie?”

Kang Seulgi

Seulgi liked you, a lot. But more than that, she liked getting involved with your life, friends and family, and most of all, your work. Popping into your bakeshop so much that patrons thought she was the manager, thankfully they weren’t aware of her identity or fame.

Her days off were spent there, tirelessly watching you in amazement and adoration. Today was no different. You began frosting the tops of your order’s cupcakes when you realize your girlfriend’s subtle gaze. You giggle to yourself before shooting her a playful glare. “Stare at me any longer and I’ll have to ask you to pay a fine.”

Seulgi merely smiles and props her cheeks up on her own hands as she continues to stare at you lovingly. “I’d happily pay millions to see that smile every day.” You roll your eyes before placing the piping bag down and motioned for her to come close. She stands upright and places a hand on her chest, feigning confusion to which you laugh and beckon her to hurry.

"If you're going to be here as often as you are, you can at least help." You complain jokingly. She looks at you nervously before tentatively picking up the bag filled with icing. You watch, holding back laughter, as she sloppily iced the top of your cupcakes. Feeling a twinge of guilt when you hear Seulgi wince when she squeezed the bag too hard.

Quickly and carefully, you take her hands in yours, guiding her movements in a fluid motion. Your lips press gently against the shell of her ear, innocently whispering, "Take it slow, there's no need to rush it."

Your girlfriend blushes and silently follows your movements until there's a clean swirl atop the pastry, confidence from moments ago melted away. She turns to face you and is flustered to see you as close as you were.

Only a mere breathe away.

Seulgi looks down at your lips, the light sheen from your lipgloss and the scent of cherry made her head spin. Her eyes look for yours, which are glued to the cupcakes bellow the both of you. The warmth of your radiant smile and general body heat made the dancer even more flustered.

Realizing she hadn't spoken since you stepped in to help, you refocus your attention to Seulgi. Your smile brightens as you watch her gazing at you, so flustered and so cute. You lean in to brush your nose against hers.

"There you go again with the staring, Seul." Your girlfriend smiles as she inches closer, until your noses are pressed against one another. Her eyes find yours as yours watch her lips.

Before your lips can really connect, the bell of the bakeshop rings out, your client's voice pulls you both out of the moment, "Y/n? Are the cupcakes ready?"

Your eyes widen before panic runs through your veins. You pull away from the dancer to prepare the boxes. "They'll be out in a few! I'm sorry for the wait."

Once again, Seulgi watches as you dash around the kitchen with admiration oozing from her eyes. She continues to ice the cupcakes beside her carefully. Her mind lost in imagining what your real first kiss will be like.

(you and me both seul)

Son Seungwan / Wendy

"You've been hauled up in here for days..." Wendy mused as she leaned against the doorframe of your office. Your head shot up and your glasses fell down the bridge of your nose. A low laugh falls from the singer's lips as she approaches you. "Were you really not going to pay me a visit?"

You chuckle, staring hopelessly at your laptop. The draft of your unedited chapter staring at you, taunting you for it being left uncompleted for as long as it has. Your attention is pulled from the semi-blank page when Wendy plucks your eyeglasses from your face.

The singer pouts before propping her head on her hand, staring up at you with soft puppy dog eyes. "Can't you take a break? Even for a few minutes?"

You chuckle softly before taking her free hand in yours, "Editors want these chapters by the end of the week." Squeezing her hand in yours apologetically, you look down back at your screen. Much to Wendy's dismay.

Half an hour flies by, inspiration slipping away from you, but Wendy only sat there, either on her phone or roaming around your office. Patiently waiting for your attention like a pup. You look at the time on your screen, a flourish of guilt building in the pit of your stomach. You wanted to give her as much attention as she needed.

You breathe a soft sigh, before pushing yourself out of your desk, catching your girlfriend's attention. Her eyes brighten as you smile up at her, "I could use a break. After all who better to spend my day with than my muse." You stand and walk over to Wendy, who can barely contain her joy of being called your muse.

You place a soft kiss on her temple before wrapping your arm around her, pulling her into you. She smiles up at you and begins to ramble on about the things she wants to do with you, your mind wrapped around the look of her lips as she does.

Realizing that you were zoning out, she places a hand on your cheek, thumb brushing your cheekbone gently as she stared up at you with adoration and love in her eyes. Your heart felt like it would combust in your chest.

"You alright?" The singer asks, her English accent sending another wave of bliss over your body. You're unable to say anything or hide the smile that creeps up on your lips. You place your hand on hers, leaning into her touch.

Then a stroke of genius hits you.

Your eyes burst open and you abruptly pull away, and laugh madly to yourself. "That's it! That's what I've been trying to find." You plop yourself back into your desk chair and begin typing madly, the blank page filling almost instantly. You smile up at her proudly, seeing only a look of confusion on her face.

You smile even brighter, "Go get ready, baby. We're going out tonight, and we'll do everything you want and more." She approaches with a warm expression, one that only overflows your heart at this point. "I just need to send this over to my editor..." You pause, reaching over the desk, caressing her cheek lovingly.

"I really would be lost without my muse." Wendy merely blushes and turns a heel before skipping happily over to your closet in hopes to find some clothes she'd left at your house while you excitedly type an email to your editors.

All the while, you can't stop thinking about Wendy and just how much you were going to kiss her later that night.

Park Sooyoung / Joy

Three months more of absolute torture and Joy still couldn't fine it in her heart to break-up with her boyfriend. Each time she tried she was met with immense guilt or something got in the way before she could end it with him.

None of that irritation could really make up for you though.

You were somehow more and more insufferable every time Joy saw you. A cocky smirk, a passing snide comment, and on the rare occasion, flirtatious actions that made the singer question her own morals. You were an absolute pain in the ass, but she couldn't get enough of you.

"Are you actually going to do it this time or are you going to chicken out like you did last week?" Irene chastised over the phone as Joy pushed her way into her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend's apartment. She scoffs at her leader's sarcasm, "After last nights 'date' I don't think I can stand another minute dating him, unnie. It has to end today."

The conversation doesn't last for too long after that given Joy needed to ride the elevator up. Her mind raced at what she was going to say to him, what he would feel. Another pang of guilt rings in her chest as the rickety steel doors open for her. Walking in, she presses the floor number and leans back on the metal frame before pulling out her phone again to feed her boredom.

As the doors begin to close a hand thrusts itself through the metal, making Joy squeal in terror. Only for the doors to slide open to reveal you, grinning proudly at the chaos you'd ensued. "Hey there, pretty girl." You pause, taking an almost playful step into the elevator with her, "I like you screaming like that, you should do it more often in front of me." You tease, the shit-eating smile still very present on your face.

It pissed Joy off to no end. She had no idea why though.

She crossed her arms and forces herself not to look at you. From the corner of her eye though she sees you looking at her shamelessly, grin still prominent on your face. Joy looks over at you, eyes dripping with frustration. "Are you just going to stare at me the entire time?"

You laugh and push yourself from the metal railing of the elevator, "I could do much more if that's what you're asking me, Joy." You tease, her name slipping from your lips in the most irritatingly attractive way she could imagine.

"Please, like you could." The singer snaps, only goating you on. You laugh heartily before leaning uncomfortably close to her. She remembers how you did something similar the night you first met her and her heart rushes as the smell of your earthy perfume reaches her nose. Your smile falls, a sense of seriousness looming over your expression.

The foreign expression on your face makes her nervous. You press your lips firmly together. She watches as your eyes fall from hers to look down at her lips. "I've told you before, Joy." You pause, your voice firm, "Don't test me. I might not be able to control myself."

You inch closer, testing the waters. Joy was conflicted, you were so annoying to her but she couldn't help but wonder how your lips would feel against hers.

A sort of magnitism she figures.

"You're trouble." Joy whispers before a small smile etches on her lips. You mirror her expression, leaning in closer. "So I've been told."

You hesitate as her breathe hitches. Your eyes find hers, desperately looking for an answer to the questions you had from the moment you first laid eyes on her.

Slowly, but with conviction, she nods, giving you the go ahead. Before your lips can meet though, the elevator dings pleasantly as the doors slide open. Your brother standing on the other end of the steel frame, eyes down on his phone as Joy squeaks and you jump away quickly.

Your brother looks up and smiles, "Joy! Y/n! You two just get here?"

Joy sputters as you simply stare at him, ashamed of yourself. Guilt reeks from you as you laugh awkwardly. "Yeah, I saw Joy a couple blocks down and decided to drive her here. Make sure she's safe." You rush out before stepping out of the suddenly hot metal box.

Your brother quirks a curious brow before you usher him to his unit, "Give me a second, I left something in the car, I'll be right back, oppa."

Not thinking much of it, he shrugs and walks to his unit, leaving you and Joy alone again. You breathe a sigh of relief as Joy laughs nervously. "I guess that was a close call, huh?"

You don't speak. Only brushing past her gently. You hold the elevator doors open as Joy turns to speak flustered. "I uh...look I didn't mean for things to get too far and I hope you don't think badly of me-"

You cut her off, all brightness in your voice instantly evaporated. "It was just as much my fault. Don't worry about it." You pause before looking her sternly in the eye. "If you don't want to be with my brother. I suggest you make that obvious to him."

"I-"

"And until you've figured that out...I think it's best I don't show my face." Joy hesitates at your words but she hears a slight tremble in your voice. "I would have never done this to my brother but you...you have some sort of pull on me, Joy. And I can't stop myself around you."

In attempts to lighten the mood, Joy whispers, "Bad girl has a heart?"

You laugh bitterly before reaching out to caress Joy's face, bringing her an odd sense of comfort. One she'd never felt with her boyfriend. You bite your lower lip and look down, "Go back to your boyfriend, Joy." Pulling your hand back, and locking eyes with her as the doors shut.

"Bye Joy."

The door closes and Joy takes a moment to recollect herself as she finds herself in front of her boyfriend...your brother. He looks over his shoulder with a warm and kind smile. Upon seeing her confused face, he approaches her and places his hand on her cheek.

It was cold and foreign to her. Her mind races, wondering why she ever got together with him in the first place when you were there, just waiting for her. You could be everything she'd ever needed.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" His voice breaks her focus, and she sees his warm smile...the innocence in his eyes. She smiles up and shakes her head. "Just a little tired."

All the while you sit in your car for a couple minutes, hoping she'd walk out of the elevator and come looking for you. You close your eyes and breathe out your disappointment.

"That's karma for you, N/n..." You whisper to yourself as you start your car and drive off.

Kim Yerim / Yeri

You felt her eyes on you the entire evening, at first it was rather flattering. But then as the night wore on, you began being worried and a little insecure about yourself.

Finally having enough of it, you look over to your girlfriend with a exasperated expression. Yeri's taken aback and begins to flush as you look at her. You chuckle at her expression before reaching for the TV remote, pausing the movie on screen.

Adjusting yourself to face her better, you lean on your shoulder as you smile at her sheepishly. "Everything alright on that side of the world?" You ask jokingly, making her giggle and shuffle towards you.

You can tell she's thinking hard and it's bugging her. "Hey..." You pause, placing your hand on hers, weaving your fingers into hers, squeezing and offering her a bit of comfort. "What's wrong?"

Yeri hesitates, jolting forward but pulling back. Her member's words reverberating in her head.

Earlier in the week, her members and her were enjoying a break from their rehearsals. While they drank water and picked up some light snacks, the youngest member immediately pulled her phone out and giggled to herself. Her member's stare at her curiously before she waves them off, "Y/n just sent me a funny picture of her when she was younger."

Wendy and Irene share a look as Joy and Seulgi giggle to themselves, playfully kissing the air to tease the young woman. She simply rolls her eyes and continues to type away at her phone and smiles so brightly. It makes her groupmate's hearts melt.

"So just how serious are you and Y/n?" Irene asks, motherly instincts kicking in. Yeri flushes a deep red before putting her phone away, playing with the case. "I don't know exactly...I like her though." Unable to repress her smile, she shyly turns on her own axis, "I really like her."

Before any of them could tease her though, she began, "But..." The girls watch her intently. Wordlessly, she lifts her hand up to her lips. A chorus of gasps pull from the girls's lips before a barrage of questions flow between the five women.

Suddenly feeling the pressure to show you her affection, Yeri decides to text you asking if you want to sleep over soon.

Back in the moment, she hesitates and practically rocks back and forth. You watch her eyes, gazing down at your lips. You smile and raise her hand to your mouth, placing a delicate kiss over her soft knuckles. One on each finger before you stare up at her with a warm smile.

"There's no rush Yerim...It can wait." You pull her closer, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, leaving feather light kisses over her shoulder, the corner of her jaw, "I can wait, alright? I like you a lot, and I want our firsts to be special...not out of compliance."

Yeri pulls away and smiles at you, shifting to leave a lingering kiss on your ever redenning cheek. "You're a gem, N/n..."

The smile on your face brightens before she curls up into your lap, grabbing the remote from you to play the movie from the beginning. In spite of your complaints, you settle down quickly and pull her impossibly closer, savoring the feeling of the young woman in your arms.

why did joy's come out the longest ? HAHAHAHA i hope you all enjoyed!! i love you all and see you all vv soon!! byeeee 💖 oh and if there are any filo fans here who are going to the itzy or mamamoo or blackpink concerts in the Philippines, let me know and we can meet up maybe. - r

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 5 months

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How would your wives react to you forgetting their birthday?

Oh, this may be an interesting format. I mean, the reaction is always the same, but making it with my wives aka my ult bias as line-up is something that would give more reasons to write.

How would my wives react to Y/N forgetting their birthday?

Taeyeon

It is clear to everyone that she would get so mad. "It happens once at year and you couldn't even remember that". I don't think she would care where are you in that moment, she would make a scene and I would say that probably she would break up with you, because it's too big as mistake. (Luckily it won't ever happen in my case😇)

Seulgi

She would be the one feeling guilty probably. "You were so busy in this period, don't worry, I always forget about a lot of stuff". And that would hurt you so much because you know she's honest about it, she's not faking it. She's really that good as person. So it's just the bare minimum to delete all your previous plans and spend the entire day making her happy and making up for your mistake.

Irene

For Irene is always hard to share her feelings and emotions, so she wouldn't say anything about the event for all day. Probably it was a message from your friend asking you to make her wishes for his part that made you realize what was the meaning of her sad smile since the morning. You immediately apologized and ran to buy a cake. Seeing that you were honest about your sorrow, she let it go.

Solar

That would create a lot of doubts in her mind and she wouldn't lose time in sharing them with you. "Do you not love me anymore? Are you thinking about another woman?". She would not be mad, just...hurt by your behaviour. She did her best for your birthday, while you forget about it. That would be a really critical moment in your relationship, you should do your best to demonstrate her that you care about her in the next months.

She was cold all day and you couldn't understand why. She's usually very talkative, she always talks with you if there is any problem, so it must be something really huge if she's that mad, it has to be something like... forgetting her birthday? You almost throw your phone when you remember about it, running to her in the other room to apologize her. "Oh, looks like someone has found his memory". Be ready to be teased about it till her next birthday and even later.

Joy

Your ears are not ready for how loud her screams would be in that occasion. Calming her down would be an heroic feat. You didn't ever seen her that angry. Be careful with your words because you risk to be also slapped and not in a fun way. She would need some time alone to understand if break up or give you a second chance. You have to hope that you were perfect during your days together, except for that single terrific mistake.

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Well, Anon, I hope it's what you were expecting from me and that you liked it😅❤️

Zazá

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revelwrittenscenes · 7 months

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Reaction: Red Velvet - You Can't Fall Asleep Without Them

Idol: Red Velvet

{ Fluff }

Requested: Yes!

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Note: Thank you to the anon that requested this! And to other people that requested, I'll write as many as I can. Enjoy~

Irene:

When she came home after a long practice session with the girls, she found you curled up on the bed, humming mindlessly to yourself.

Her heart warmed at the sight and warmed even more once you spotted her, inviting her into your now open arms.

“I’m home.” She murmured softly, settling herself against you.

“Mmm, finally, I can sleep.” You mumbled into her shoulder, before closing your eyes and tightening your hold on her.

Irene felt her heart fill with joy (no pun intended) and she drifted off to sleep herself, secretly loving the fact that you needed her.

. . .

Seulgi:

Seulgi sat on the couch, basically on the edge of her seat and mussing her hair constantly as she watched the last few episodes of her favorite drama.

“No no no! He was dead, wasn’t he?!”

“Seulgi, pleaseee.” You whined for the third time. “Let’s go to sleep, I’m exhausted! Work was horrible today.”

“One second, Y/N. There’s just 2 more episodes to go.”

“But I’ve told you, it’s really hard for me to fall asleep without you there.” You yawned. Seulgi quickly paused the episode.

“Wait, really? You can’t sleep without me?” Seulgi cooed.

“Mm-hm.”

“Okay, then. Let’s go to bed. I don’t want you to be too sleepy tomorrow.”

. . .

Wendy:

It was 11pm and Wendy still hadn’t returned from the kitchen. You sighed, deciding to go see what your girlfriend had gotten herself into at this late hour.

You couldn’t say you were surprised to find her mixing a bowl of some kind of pastry dough. Wendy usually made sweets whenever she was under stress.

Wendy took one look at your tired face and confessed her worries.

“Our new choreo is so complicated. Which is a good thing because our Luvies have always wanted better for us!” She rambled on. “But at the same time, I’m worried I can’t keep up with the members. They’re just such good dancers and our comeback is in 2 weeks and-“

She was interrupted by the feeling of your arms hugging her from behind.

“Wendy, I’m sure whatever you’re making is delicious and normally I’d help you finish it. But I’m really, really tired and…I have trouble sleeping without you.”

“Your best is enough, Wendy. I know you’re gonna kill this choreo. And all the fancy vocals.” Wendy leaned back into you, before letting out a sigh of relief.

“I know you’re right, Y/N. Here, let’s put this in the fridge and go back to bed, since you know, you can’t sleep without me.” She gave you a cheeky smile.

. . .

Joy:

“I’m home!”

You looked up from the book you were trying to read, smiling at your girlfriend. She seemed bouncier than usual, and you suspected it was because of the numerous shopping bags she had in each arm.

“I see you went shopping. Did you go with the girls?” You asked, trying to suppress a yawn. The sun had gone down hours ago, and you’d had a long shift at work.

“I did! But you shouldn’t have waited up for me if you’re this tired. Didn’t you work overtime today?”

“Yeah, but..” you yawned. “I kinda have a hard time going to sleep without you.”

Joy was quiet for a moment, before tossing all the bags onto the couch and speedwalking her way to you.

“Let’s get you to bed then.” She cooed, her arms around your waist and her head on your shoulder. “I can’t let my love be too sleepy for our date tomorrow.”

. . .

Yeri:

“To be or not to be, that is the question!”

“What…I thought we were rehearsing for your drama?” You laughed, and soon Yeri began to laugh with you. You’d been up helping her for her latest drama, which would begin to shoot the following day.

“I know, I know! I just wanted to see if you were paying attention.” Yeri gave you a cheeky smile. “You seem pretty tired.”

You yawned. “A bit, but the more I help you rehearse, the faster we can get to bed.”

“That’s very sweet, but if you’re this tired I can practice by myself?” Yeri put an arm around your shoulders, stroking a finger against your arm.

“I could try, but I can’t really fall asleep without you there with me.”

Yeri’s face lit up.

“Really? That is so cute.” She pinched your cheek. She stood up, taking the script from your hands and putting it aside, along with hers.

“There, I think I’ve rehearsed enough. Besides, I’m really craving some cuddles right now.”

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retrievablememories · 1 year

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lady cab driver | seulgi (m)

pairing: chauffeur!seulgi x celebrity!fem!reader genre: smut, pwp word count: 2.1k warnings: car sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, slight power play? (employee-boss dynamic) a/n: don’t let me listen to prince songs past 12 a.m. or this is what happens. also, hurray for the first (completed) gay fic on this blog despite my years of posting...how embarrazzing. this was fun to write

sequel to this fic is here!

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you don’t know how you’ve currently found yourself crawling between the legs of your attractive new chauffeur in the backseat of a limousine, both your clothes disheveled and hair already out of place.

or maybe you do know. all of her flirting and subtle moves over the past few months have paid off, surely, for the both of you. the way she smirks at you now as you peel up the hem of the pencil skirt that fits her so perfectly, exposing her underwear, says it all.

her chauffeur's hat has long slipped off, landing somewhere on the floor for the both of you to forget until your tryst is over. the first few buttons of her blouse are loose and bare the cleavage underneath. her blazer still hangs off one arm, forgotten in the middle of your earlier make-out. you had thought of the whole chauffeur getup as a bit silly and on-the-nose when you first hired seulgi. your past drivers hadn’t bothered with the formality of a uniform, instead wearing whatever business casual clothes they desired. but, seulgi seemed to know what effect this uniform had on women—including you—if the glowing praises from the other stars she’d driven around said anything, and so it stayed.

it all began about a half-hour earlier, with a fairly simple statement.

“if you’re often lonely, i’m more than happy to provide you with any company you desire,” seulgi says. you stare at the back of the headrest as if that will make her see you, and when it doesn’t, you look right into the rearview mirror, but she keeps her eyes on the road. convenient for your safety, but annoying in every other way.

“do you think i’m lonely?” you ask, unsure whether you should feel offended. you’d made an off-hand comment about your frustration of not knowing who to take as a plus-one to an upcoming event, but you didn’t think it would inspire this reply. plus, you’re pretty sure this statement couldn’t be considered professional—though you could guess many of your past interactions with seulgi weren’t exactly professional either, with the barely-veiled flirting.

“you seem lonely, if you’ll forgive me for mentioning. i’ve noticed there are always other people accompanying you on your rides, but you don’t seem very moved or engaged by them.”

you sit back further against the cushy seat, like it could envelop you and shield you from view if you simply tried hard enough. “i don’t know.” you shrug. “i don’t care. i just don’t like being bothered much. i interact with people daily because i have to. nothing else to it.” seulgi hums and nods to your answer, apparently not going to push her assertion—which is fine with you. you are relieved to have quickly shut down that line of conversation because you aren’t in the mood to be psychoanalyzed today, but something inside of you is still curious. “but what kind of company are you offering, anyway, that would be different from theirs?”

“any kind you’d like. the way we’re talking right now and have been doing for months now, if that’s all you need. or anything else.” her eyes flick to the rearview mirror to look at you when she says or anything else. it’s a quick glance, but you see the rise of her cheeks as she smiles subtly, and you suddenly feel exposed.

you let a stretch of silence settle in the air between you after she says that, wondering if you want to go there—if you want to change things in this way between the two of you. a moment of cold apprehension creeps into your chest when you wonder if maybe you’re misinterpreting her meaning, but there have just been too many signs to say otherwise. the gentle way she holds your hand when she helps you out of the car, how her palm settles on your lower back to steady you when you’re balancing in those wretched high heels, the knowing glance she gives when she catches you watching her adjust her hat or the collar of her blouse in the limo’s mirrors.

“anything…else?”

“you’re the boss here, aren’t you? i merely do what you ask of me,” seulgi replies, her voice low, the words delivered emphatically.

that simple statement makes you throb, your crossed legs tensing. the promise of seulgi letting you take control of the situation… surely, over these past few months, she’s picked up on your need for having control of everything all the time. which is often framed as a major character flaw by most, but you don’t really care as long as you’re getting what you want.

you’ll be arriving back home soon, and you feel like you’ll miss your chance if you don’t respond now. If you don’t—she’ll just let you out of the car, letting her hand linger the slightest moment in yours, and you’ll go inside your big empty house, slumping onto your bed and fishing your vibrator out of your drawer once again. perhaps there will be other chances later, but this one feels like it needs to be grasped immediately.

finally, you unglue yourself from the seat, shuffling forward so you can look through the window where the partition would otherwise be raised. you lean your arms against the seat backrest and try to sound casual.

“stop the limousine, please.”

seulgi is silent for a beat, then says, “anywhere?” like she’s trying to hold back a smile you can practically hear in her voice.

“anywhere.” then you consider this. the car has blackout windows, so it shouldn’t matter, but… “okay, maybe look for a back street or something?”

back street secured, engine cut off, legs spread. you look up at seulgi with her body sprawled across the seat where you were just sitting, legs askew and face painted with anticipation. you laugh quietly at the blended stain of your brown lipstick and her own red shade on her lips; your mouth must look similar. her eyebrows furrow intensely as she watches you press more kisses up her inner thighs, leaving stark traces of lipstick on her flushed skin.

“i’ll admit, this wasn’t quite how i imagined it happening,” she says, voice already a little breathless and catching on certain words.

“how did you imagine it, then?” you ask, pressing yourself closer between where her thighs meet and pushing a thumb against the dampened seat of her underwear. you rub your thumb slowly over her clit, eliciting a low exhale from her.

“that i’d be doing all the work of pleasing you. which i still wouldn’t mind, you know.”

“what a cute way to say you’re eager to taste me, but you can have that later,” you reply, circling the pad of your thumb steadily. “right now this is how i want to solve my loneliness, since you’re so concerned about it.”

“i only want to…” her voice trails into a low moan, her body slouching when you push her underwear to the side to make room for your fingers and mouth. you delicately spread her open with one hand while pressing your mouth against the throbbing bud in a kiss. “...make you happy.”

you feel one of seulgi’s hands slide across your back, which is freely exposed to her touch from the barely-there halter top you’re wearing. the sensation sends a shiver up your spine as you push your tongue against her entrance, only teasing and not entering.

you want to ask her why, but you’re unwilling to separate your mouth from the warm and inviting space between her legs to do so. that may also be too much emotion for what’s supposed to be a quick and dirty fuck in the back of a limo, so you let the question rest and focus on finally slipping a finger into her, ears perking up at the gasp that follows. smirking at the sound of it, you allow your tongue to circle around her clit a few times before you pull your finger back out, and seulgi’s hand stills on your back.

“why’d you stop?” she asks, and it sounds like her voice is edging into petulance but she’s trying very hard to keep it from reaching that destination. you shift away, and your hands go to her hips so you can hurriedly pull her underwear down, leaving it in the growing array of strewn clothes on the floor.

“better access,” you mumble, pulling her closer by the hips and putting her legs firmly over your shoulders. her moans bounce off the interior of the limo when you bury your face back in between her thighs, pressing your tongue flat against her clit and using your finger to search for the spot that will make her scream.

you know you’ve found it when her thighs tense and twitch around your head, her voice pitching up in a new way you haven’t heard yet. you crook your finger into that area a few more times to recreate that sound, smiling to yourself at how easy it is to get a reaction. then you slide in another finger to intensify the effect, still suckling her clit all the while like it’s a sweet little candy made just for you.

“oh–y/n–” she lets out another quavering, desperate moan before biting the sleeve of her shirt, seemingly remembering you’re still technically in public and not wanting to make too much noise.

with your free hand you tug the sleeve away, stopping your actions on her increasingly sensitive core to speak. “no one’s around to hear,” you murmur, “and if they do, it doesn’t matter.”

she makes a sound that’s something like a scoff or a whine but doesn’t attempt to cover her mouth again. rather than being preoccupied with quieting herself, other things are busy calling for her attention, like the mounting tension throughout her body. the restlessness of her legs increases as she nears the precipice, and you must go back to trying to hold at least one of her legs still while your other hand asks her for more with the hurried strokes of your fingers stimulating her g-spot.

her head lolls back onto the seat and her body tightens even more, and you feel an abrupt shiver of pain from her nails raking your back—not enough to be injurious, but enough to make their sharpness known. you watch every one of her reactions, both miniscule and overt, as that glorious electricity running through her expands until it can no longer be contained, and you feel a sudden sense of pride that you’re the one responsible for it all.

she comes with a moan that, if someone were to ask you later, sounds like the personification of “overjoyed.” it’s pure pleasure concentrated in the form of her voice, and it provokes the heat between your own legs, but you ignore that to guide her through her orgasm. you continue kissing her lower lips sweetly and fingering that spot as she comes in your mouth, her hands grasping onto you for dear life and her thighs posing the continuous threat of closing entirely around your head.

it ends when seulgi cries out that she can’t take anymore and you finally pull away from her, easing up your tight hold on her leg and sliding your fingers out of her. you’re satisfied, especially when you study her wetness sticking to your fingers and subsequently suck it off, but you’re already beginning to miss the experience.

seulgi presses her hand against the window to steady herself, her chest heaving as she tries to stabilize her breaths. you sit back on your heels, your hands trailing away from her thighs, and push back some misplaced strands of your hair. you know your silk press must already be sweated out by now. “did you enjoy the ride?” you ask. you scoff at your own silly joke, rolling your eyes when you realize how corny it sounds as soon as it’s said.

seulgi sits up and places her hands on your shoulders for balance, pressing her lips on yours in the next second. you readily accept her kiss, your tongue slipping against hers as she tastes herself on you. your embrace deepens as her hand settles on your neck, the other hand finding itself at the back of your halter top and finally pulling the strings holding it together apart.

when she separates from you, her hand still on your nape and her lips a pale pink from the mere memory of her red lipstick, she says, “i’d tell you yes, but it’s not over yet.”

#red velvet smut #seulgi smut #red velvet fic #red velvet imagines #seulgi fic #seulgi imagines #red velvet reactions #seulgi reactions

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astroyongie · 7 months

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Irene as a girlfriend

Irene as a Girlfriend

She is a pillow princess ,to be honest

when dating Irene you need to understand that she has particular love requirements that you need to meet

She likes to be taken on romantic dates, to fancy restaurants or to trips

She loves it when her partner can provide for her while she keeps her money for the couple's life

She is also a possessive and jealous girlfriend

she shows her love through physical affection but also gifts and of course jealousy

honestly the best way to make her happy is just to give her some food

Irene is also someone very strict with herself and her emotions

she is controlled and rarely goes into outbursts

however during arguments, she can be very feisty and aggressive

so conflict can happen often and when they do, it's honestly best to shut up and listen to her and allow her to express what she needs before finding common ground

irene is also someone who loves teasing her partner just make them annoyed

she likes having little competitions with them as well

sexually she is someone who likes being both praised and degraded inside the bedroom

she is a lot into vocal stimulation as well

and fingers

other than that she is a fun partner

that wants to go around with you and meet friends

she is sociable on that side and loves to show you off

#irene #red velvet #red velvet irene #red velvet headcanons #red velvet imagines #red velvet scenarios #red velvet reactions #red velvet astrology

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luxora · 1 year

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Red Velvet -> {Crime AU} -> Falling for their next victim

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst. Fluffish?

Warning: Weapons. Murderous thoughts. Mentions of blood.

A/N: Serial Killer Red Velvet

Irene

The only thing that could be heard in the bedroom was your rhythmic breathing as you slept beside Joohyun, the bed sheets pulled to your shoulders in order to protect your bare body from the cold evening air. Joohyun sat beside you, an oversized shirt draped over her shoulders, it being the only thing to protect her from the cold air, with a switchblade in her hands while her eyes were fixated on your sleeping face.

Flick.

Switch.

Flick.

Switch.

Joohyun expertly sheathed and unsheathed her switchblade, her delicate fingers tracing the handle of the blade while she continued to gaze at you face, her eyes gliding over the smooth skin of your cheek to your angular jaw to eventually your plush lips. Joohyun knew well enough how soft your skin was, ranging from your face to your hands, practically your entire body which she had traced the entire time the two of you tangled yourselves in her bed sheets, blissfully unaware of the happenings of the world as the only thing on both of your minds was each other.

She always has liked people with soft skin, especially with the lighter kind because it always reminded her of a blank canvas that was yearning for a splash of color to bring it to life. Joohyun would hardly consider herself an artist, but she did enjoy dallying in the artistic world, particularly in the human anatomy side of it because the human body was simply a work of art itself, something which has been an object of obsession for Joohyun ever since she was a teenager.

She would hardly call herself an abnormality, she simply had interests that tended to be more on the extreme side. She simply desired to have a more realistic approach to her art, and so she would aspire to gain inspiration directly from her topic of obsession...the human body.

Blood was sustenance to the human body, but also for Joohyun’s art. While it was predominately a bright red, it came in so many shades, especially when it was preserved over time outside the human body. It also stained so beautiful on art canvasses, and even though critics have claimed Joohyun’s work to be rather morbid in depiction, they could not deny her obviously talent of capturing the curves of the human body in various positions, as well to catch their realness in expression as they hold the mask of horror, pain, and fear.

Only the expressions aren’t masks, they are true captured images of all the people she has used to sustain her art.

You were supposed to be the next one to sustain her next artwork, to become her muse and sustain her inspiration until their is nothing left but your hollow carcass as she extracted every single living aspect of you in order to create her most perfect masterpiece yet.

Yes, Joohyun does form a relationship with her muses in order to wear down their walls before she strikes, but she has never gone as far with all her previous muses as she has with you. Friendships are what she forms best with her previous muses but with you it extended to more than just friendship.

She wanted you. She craved you. The idea of you leaving the living realm completely drove her mad with possessiveness, anger, and fear. She should not be feeling this way about you, she shouldn't be hanging off very word that came from your lips nor should she be feeling at her happiest whenever you smiled at her and wrapped your arms around her in a hug. She most certainly should not be feeling as complete as a person could be after spending a passionate with you.

Looking at you in her bed, wrapped in her sheets with her marks all over your body...she should not have allowed it to get this far since she needed to use you for your next artwork, and yet she did.

Joohyun never anticipated that she would eventually fall in love with one of her marks and yet she did just that, with you of all people. She had previously thought she had kept you alive for so long simply because she wanted to revel in your soft skin before it would be peeled away with one of her blades, but eventually she realized it was simply because she wanted to revel in your presence a little bit longer.

Another hour, another day, another month. Time kept passing and eventually Joohyun realized that she simply could not do it. Staring at your sleeping face now, Joohyun can not bear the thought of slicing through your soft skin with her switchblade. She could do it now, she could strike you in a painless instant and be done with it. But she couldn’t. Not to you, not ever.

“...”

Joohyun continued to gaze at you for a long while before she suddenly hissed in pain and turned her head to look at her hand, blood immediately seeping out of the cut she had unintentionally given herself while playing with her switchblade. While her finger was stinging from the pain, Joohyun did nothing to stop the bleeding. She instead gazed at the red substance that was flushing out of her body, its red gaze staring at her before dribbling down her hand and dripping onto her bare thighs as she sat in her bed.

Drip

It is almost ironic that her memorization with the human body drew her to her knew object obsession, it being the sleeping form beside her, blissfully unaware of the dark, twisted artist who would never let them go. Since you could not become her next artwork, you were going to become her everything. Although then again, you were that already, only now your were more permanent to her life that you previously expected.

Seulgi

Seulgi thought that she was being kind to you, involving you in her life despite knowing how it was going to end. You were a soft one, someone so tender that needed protection from all the horrible things in the world, and at the time when the two of you first met, Seulgi played with the idea of possibly playing house with someone before wiping them off from this horrible world.

Seulgi liked to consider herself a savior of some sorts. She always did love the charity cases simply because she felt so needed and powerful in the moment. To have someone so desperate for her, so yearning for her presence and protective embrace, Seulgi couldn’t help but get drunk off it. Perhaps she had some sort of addiction to the dynamics that developed between herself and somebody that yearned for her, or rather the supposed safety that she offered to others.

She had a power over them that others couldn’t have. She managed to twist them so much around her finger that eventually they were unable to go in any other direction except towards her. Seulgi enjoyed being the center of somebody’s world but eventually one gets tired of it. Or rather, Seulgi got tired of being the hero of somebody that was a lost cause with no hope of ever getting better.

That is what attracted her to you at first. You were completely and utterly hopeless. You had been living off the streets for months, having been kicked out from your previous shelter with nowhere to go, especially not to your parents since they were the reason you were forced to fend for yourself because they didn’t believe that you had any right to object to their desires for your life. You were strong-willed, she will admit that, but so incredibly naive about the real world.

She would have thought that you would have learned some skills already to care for yourself, but you had a slightly priveleged life before and so you became completely ruined when you were kicked out the house and disowned by your parents. You became miserable, helpless, and a downright lunatic because you came hooked on the substances that were provided on the street, that only racked up a massive debt that was impossible for you to pay.

You were lost, hopeless, and down for. Nobody would miss someone like you, hence why Seulgi became interested in you. She always went for people like you because your disappearance would not cause any raised eyebrows. You would be but another number that succumbed to substance abuse and homelessness. Nothing special and no one important. She was essentially killing two birds with one stone because she would be able to get her need for being needed satisfied, as well as have her usual cut-off enjoyment. It was perfect like usual.

...

But then she fell in love with you.

She didn’t even know when she had started falling for you. Perhaps it was when you had finally managed to find a stable enough job to bring some sort of income to the house. Maybe it was when you finally decided to start going to clean. Maybe it was when you had brought her a bracelet with your own money, having saved up to get it for her. Maybe it was when you had gotten a promotion and had brought home a bottle of champagne and your and her favorite takeaway dinner home to celebrate. Or maybe... it was when you started becoming her home.

The thoughts of ending you like she has done to all the others in the past was driving her mad, her entire mind and body telling her to do that, you hardly being much different from all her previous lovers and victims, but then again, to her you were different. You were nothing like the others before you.

You made her laugh more than she has ever laughed.You made her feel more cherished and adored than before. You weren’t like the others because instead of remaining the victim of the cruel game known as life, you have tried to work hard to become a contender to be dealt with. You didn’t want to be at Seulgi’s mercy. You didn’t want to kneel before her, you wanted to stand beside her, and oddly enough...that is where Seulgi wanted you to be.

The knife was under her pillow, she could do it so easily right now. You were snuggled up on her arms, back pressed against her front and sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of the war that was laying awake behind you. Seulgi could feel the handle of her knife, smooth and hard in her hands as she slipped her under its concealer, her eyes transfixed on the back of you head.

She could strike you like one would to a melon, just piece through your skull with the accuracy of a nail through a piece of wood. Or she could instead drag it along that beautiful neck of yours, make a gorgeous river of red along that smooth valley and simply watch you gasp for air as your blood drained out of your body. Seulgi has seen the sight before so many times so it would hardly be new, but the idea of your eyes bulging in shock and terror, the idea of you looking at her in absolute betrayal and heartbreak...she would never be able to handle it.

Instead of grabbing the knife, Seulgi instead wrapped both arms around your sleeping form, nuzzling her nose into your hair and inhaling your sweet scent, closing her eyes as she tried to fix the scent to her memory. Her body still ache pleasantly from the celebration the two of you had, your biting mark stilling slightly stinging on her neck but she could hardly care because her heart thundered at your close proximity.

Seulgi never anticipated falling in love with one of her marks and yet here she was cradling you as if she wanted to protect you from all the dangerous things in the world, including herself. And while leaving you would most likely be the wisest and safest choice because she didn’t want to develop the urge to kill you...she was simply too selfish to do that.

She can’t leave you and she doesn’t thing she could leave you. Her mind and heart were at war with one another and not even Seulgi herself knew which organ was going to win. But either way, it was in connection to you. You had managed to do the impossible and maker her fall in love and see herself more than a hero. She had instead become a victim in her own game. A victim of love who would only fall from grace due to her own pride and naivety.

Wendy

It would be so easy.

All she had to do was was wrap the rope around your beautiful neck and then tighten it. There would be no way that you would be able to defend yourself. Seungwan knew that she was stronger than you, proving it time and time again whenever the two of you wrestled on the bed or when the two of you roughhoused around the apartment. Seungwan has trained herself well into being physically prepared for anyone that she was attempting to add to her numbers and you would hardly be a challenge to her given you small stature and delicate features. You were about as fragile as a plastic Barbie Doll, one whose head could easily pop off.

Seungwan’s grip on the rope tightened as she stared at your back, your body crouched down as you hammered the tent peg into the ground, the tent making some sort of shape despite your multiple attempts of putting it up. Despite being so weak and fragile, you always tried to do things on your own, even when Seungwan was there to offer you the necessary assistance. Your pride was probably the largest thing about you, something which she has pointed out before but you always readily retorted back that she was just as prideful as you, if not more.

But Seungwan had a reason to be very prideful. After all, she has been living under the noses of the law enforcement for about five years now, and they still had no clue who was behind the ‘Phantom Murders’ that were terrorizing the entire city. While she did find the name cliche, especially with being dubbed as the ‘Phantom Killer”, she took pride in the fact that she has yet to have left an inkling to her connection to the murders. She has always been a very careful individual, her involvement in killing being no different, and it was not supposed to be any different when she came across you because you simply were another soon-to-be victim who would not be able to escape her grasp.

“Oh thanks Wannie, I needed more rope.” You said, turning around and flashing her a smile before holding out your hand to her.

...Although it seemed that you were unable to escape from her with different circumstances. Seungwan wordlessly handed you the rope, watching the potential weapon being handed off to the supposed victim as you turned around and began to unravel it, completely obvious to the swirling storm behind you.

“Did you even read the manual?” Seungwan suddenly asked, her eyes locked on the back of your head as she referenced to the mess of a tent that you were constructing. You turned around and flashed her a challenging glare.

“Instructions are for the stupid.”

“...So you think not following it will prove your intelligence in building the tent?”

“I don’t like your tone Shon Seungwan.” You said menacingly, raising a finger at her in warning. But instead of being intimidated, Seungwan just smirked. She then crouched down in front of you and glanced at your finger before looking back at your face.

“Oh? And what are you going to do about it?” She teased, flashing a predatory smile at you as you visibly became flushed by her smile.

“Well...I...”

Seungwan always seemed to always affect you in some kind of away, especially when she became particularly playful with you, just like she was being right now. So deciding to affect you even further, Seungwan leaned it to capture your finger in her mouth, sucking it gently for a few moments before it was suddenly ripped out of her mouth as you pulled it away in surprise.

You clearly were not expecting Seungwan to do such a thing, so you did not anticipate the force of your sudden retrieval of your finger to upset your balance in your sitting position. You had fallen backwards and Seungwan did not give you a chance to recover as she was suddenly following you. Seungwan had you pinned to the floor and on top of the misshapen body of the tent which was yet to be pitched up. Her hands were on your wrists and she was holding them above your head, literally pinning you underneath her body as she laid on top of you. Seungwan smiled wickedly as she leaned in to give your cheek a nip.

“What were you trying to say?”

“I...you are so unfair!”

“Oh baby...when am I ever fair?”

Seungwan did not waste a moment to smash her lips against your own, swallowing whatever protest you had with her mouth and tongue as she immediately set the pace with you, your body completely succumbing to her as you allowed her to do whatever she wanted to you. You willingly arched your body into Seungwan and didn’t even flinch when Seungwan took her previously owned rope and wrapped it around your wrists to make you entirely vulnerable to her touch, incompletely unaware of what she could do with it.

Such as ending your life for example.

...

It has crossed her mind many times but Seungwan knew that she couldn’t do it. While she could kill anybody in this world, you were the only one she could not lay a finger, knife, or electrical prong to. None of her killer toys could touch you. She would cut off her own hand than lay a hand on you.

You were hers. You were hers to cherish and love. You were hers not to kill. And she intended to never do that to you, no matter how much stronger the desire was becoming every day. She won’t give into it. That was a promise.

Joy

Sooyoung panicked.

She never panicked.

But in that moment, that was the only thing she could do because you were never supposed to find out the truth about her. She was going to get rid of all of her mementos, she had promised herself that she was going to exterminate any evidence that she had that could possibly lead to you finding out the truth. Or for anyone to find out the truth. She couldn’t lose you over it. Out of everything that she owned, she could not lose you. Not when you had become the thing that she has grown to treasure the most.

...

But she couldn’t treasure you if she was in prison.

Sooyoung simply had lost her mind when she arrived home to find you staring into the box where she had kept her moments, all of them being a sweet memory to a wonderful night that she could fondly remember. All of them were stained with blood because Sooyoung wanted a more personal piece of her victim’s to their belongings aside from just the belonging itself, but now it seemed that the symbolism that she had for herself came to stab her in the back in the form of her love turning around to stare at her with horrified eyes.

“Sooyoung...what is this?”

Sooyoung couldn’t even remember the words she had spoken to you. She could not remember what she uttered to you to try explain herself, to try calm you down and assure you that you were not in any danger with her. She couldn’t even remember when you had started running or when she had grabbed the vase that the two of you had bought together and chased after you. She could only faintly recall running into the bedroom and then throwing the vase, your head being the unfortunate recipient of the thrown object.

Seeing you fall to the floor in a slump, a pained cry leaving your lips before silence followed, it had made Sooyoung’s soul evaporate from her body. A cold sense of dread washed over her as she stared at your fallen body, a trail of blood slowly beginning to form a pool near your head as it leaked away from your body as you remained unmoving from the floor. Your name tasted like ash as she called it, her hands trembling as she slowly walked over to you and fell to her knees.

You didn’t flinch as she cradled you into her arms, falling back on the floor so that she could support your dead weight as you head slumped backwards as she pulled you into an embrace. Terror had started to claw itself into her chest as she slowly moved her hand to your neck to check for your pulse, fearing the worse, but then it eased way when she felt your steady heartbeat against her fingers. But then she felt your blood spread itself onto her hand that was supporting your head, and then realized that she was in fact stuck in a lose-lose situation.

You had found out her deepest secret, one that she never intended for anyone to find out because that would mean that she would have to face the law for everything that she had done with her playthings in the past. While Sooyoung had always made sure that no one would ever find out about her macabre hobby, she was always prepared to end the life of the possible unlucky victim who would stumble upon the truth about Sooyoung.

However...she never anticipated that she would ever fall for one of her victims, much less it being you.

Sooyoung was somebody who enjoyed loving someone else and being loved in return, but she was someone who got bored easily and she could never allow an ex to walk away with a beating heart because Sooyoung was someone who valuable her reputation and her secrets. She enjoyed her privacy and she knew that her playthings would eventually blab about either her lifestyle, past times, or inner secrets she was willing to inform them. She simply was looking out for herself and viewed her ‘hobby’ as an insurance to her own freedom.

Originally you were supposed to just be another lover to entertain her for a small while before she got bored again...only she never did.

You affected Sooyoung in a way nobody has ever affected her before. You left a mark on Sooyoung that would never be erased no matter how hard she tried. While Sooyoung has loved before, she has never fully experienced everything that came with being in love with someone. And you were her first. And most definitely her last.

Sooyoung never planned to stray away from you. You were it forever and she was not going to lose you...not even something like this can stop her from loving you. In fact...perhaps it made her love you more. You now knew everything about her, the worst part of her that nobody literally lived to know. That meant that you were special and meant to stay with her. She will love you for the rest of her life. The two of you can be happy and safe with one another. Sooyoung will never have to worry about you finding out...you knew everything now.

Terror and hope twirled themselves around one another as Sooyoung pressed her trembling lips to your forehead, her hand cupping the cut at the back of your head to apply pressure to restrict its bleeding. There was going to be a lot for the two of you to talk about once you woke up, and Sooyoung had a lot of explaining to do, and a lot of pleading, but Sooyoung can prepare herself for it. And you. She can prepare you for it as well.

She can’t risk the chance that you might call the police or run away from her again, so she needs to act quickly before you came back to the world of the living. But it will be okay. Sooyoung has gotten herself involved in messy situations before and this should not be much different. She just needs to tend to your wound and make you more...comfortable before you woke up again.

But everything will be fine. The two of you love each other. That should be enough for the two of you to get through this together.

Yeri

Yerim didn’t her eyes off you as you fiddled with the packaging of the small gift that she handed to you, her arms wrapped loosely around your waist while you sat between her legs while the fireplace in front of you blazed warmly, filling the entire room in wonderful heat during the snowy evening the two of you were trapped in. Your lithe fingers careful unpicked the transparent tape and pulled apart the wrapped to reveal a dark velvet box. She felt you freeze in her arms, prompting her to lean in to press a soft kiss to your jaw.

“Open it.”

You have always been good at taking orders and now was hardly even different as you slowly lifted the lid of the velvet box to reveal a red diamond ring, its shimmring rock gazing at you lovingly, similar to Yerim as she pressed another kiss to your jaw before whispering the question which has been swirling through her mind for the past few months.

“Marry me?”

Yerim didn’t flinch when you turned around to face her, your eyes still wide from shock and surprise with your mouth agape, but the crawling glee slowly appearing in her eyes was enough to not make Yerim panic and believe she was making the biggest mistake in her life. She knew that she wasn’t. You were the one thing she could never make a crawling from and from how in awe you were starting to become with her, Yerim immediately knew that she was right all along. She could only lean into your palm as you raised you hand and cupped her cheek, tenderly stroking her cheekbone.

“Are you serious?”

Yerim would think that giving you a diamond ring with its following question would be proof enough that she was certain about your and her future together, but she understood why you would ask such a stupid question. Neither of you have really discussed marriage, since Yerim always tended to avoid the subject as much as she could simply because se had things to clear up before she could fully commit herself to you. She never did inform you what exactly she was trying to clear up before she would discuss her future with you, and she intended for it to remain that way because it was a part of her life that she was willing to give up forever in order to be with you.

The past Yerim would slit her own throat before admitting that she was in love. She didn’t do love, especially since she learnt that it does not long, courtesy of her role model parents who made it their convince mission to convince Yerim that love was all but a chemical reaction that was forced to form between people. They were in an arranged marriage; therefore any love of forming between them was false and never to happen. They had enforced their beliefs into Yerim that love did not exist, and she did believe them for a while until everything had changed when she first met you.

Somehow for some reason, you made her become almost more human. Before she met you, she was not capable of feeling any guilt. Since her parents were cold and unlovable beings, Yerim perceived herself being the same as them, so she did not feel anything else except distant, minimal availability to the world. But upon meeting you, her Pandora box opened up and suddenly she was exposed to much all at the same time.

You taught her how to love. Even though she hardly made it easy for you, she became someone that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with and even though she never believed that she would find someone who would make her want to change...she was willing to do it because you were worth it.

You were someone who made her to become more that what she was. An heiress who literally got away with murder.

One good thing that her parents left for her was their incredibly wealth and endless amount of resources which can make things disappear. Yerim has exterminated every single link there was to her and all the crimes she has committed. Although she wouldn’t precisely call them crimes, more like her passing times, but now she was determined to find more hobbies, some which could hopefully be shared with you.

“Of course I’m serious. I love you.” Yerim said, staring at you with blazing love. You flushed at her easy confession, a smile crawling along your face.

“But you never said-”

“I have been thinking about it. A lot. And I have realized there is nothing else I want more in this world than you and my last name following your first.” Your laugh immediately made butterflies flutter in Yerim chest, prompting her to raise both her hands to cup your cheeks, leaning in to press her forehead against your own, forcing to feel her breath tickle your lips as she spoke, her eyes locked with yours the entire time. “So say yes already. Marry me.”

“You are so demanding.” You giggled, but you moved your hand from her cheek to grasp the back of her neck before nodding, love shining through your eyes as you gazed at her. “Yes. I’ll marry you.”

“Truly?”

You nodded.

And then Yerim kissed you.

Happiness was an emotion that she had learned to experience when she had made her first kill and got away with it. It was probably the reason she did it through all her teenage years and young adulthood because it was something she could do to make her feel accomplished and appreciated. All of her crimes have gone cold and with the efforts she had conducted now...they were to remain that way.

She could not have you find out the truth of her ugly past. To you, she was the emotionally troubled woman with terrible parents who was brought out of her shell because of you. She will keep that facade in order to stay in your life. The two of you were going to be bonded together in everyday possible, it was only right she cleared away the dirt mountain before she laid the foundation of her new life with you.

It was her job to take care of you from now onwards. She was not going to mess up like her parents did. She was going to do everything right with you by her side. That was a promise she was making to herself and to you right now.

Nothing was ever going to stand between the two of you. Nothing.

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tzuyusluv · 1 year

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❥ Wendy Fluff Alphabet

Affection ⇒ Very affectionate, likes having her hands on you somehow

Beauty ⇒ she adores your nose. Sometimes she’ll turn your head to the side so she can see the side profile of it.

Cuddles ⇒ Likes to bury her head into your neck when you cuddle. She says that it’s calming and helps clear her mind.

Domestic ⇒ she loves being domestic with you. It’s something she knows that she could live with for the rest of her life.

Equal ⇒ A very equal relationship. She doesn’t like to take on more than what she usually does and she doesn’t like to leave you more than what you usually do.

Fiance(e) ⇒ She would subtly leave hints that she wants to be engaged. Like leaving her laptop open on an jewelry site, looking at the engagement rings. Though if you didn’t get it fast enough, she would ask you outright.

Gentle ⇒ Very gentle. She refuses to raise her voice at you and ever hurting you. She takes notes on what you don’t like and actively strays away from them.

Hugs ⇒ A big hugger. When you visit her in SM, she will run down to you and hug you tightly.

Inspiration ⇒ You inspire her to work harder. To be the best she can be in work, life and your relationship.

Jealousy ⇒ When she does get jealous, she just reminds herself that you always come home to her and that you only love her.

Kisses ⇒ She loves to kiss you when her face is buried into your neck while cuddling. She loves your reactions to it.

Love Confessions ⇒ She confesses her love by serenading you. Just singing love songs to you while cuddling, showering together, driving etc.

Mornings ⇒ Makes you breakfast and before you leave for work or school, she’ll give you a good morning kiss.

Nights ⇒ Very cuddly, especially after a long day at the studio. She will lay onto of you and just snuggle. She also needs to give you a goodnight kiss before going to bed.

Open ⇒ Very open with you but only after you get into a relationship. She’ll tell you about her idol life but only after she knows that she can trust you.

Patience ⇒ Patient when it comes to you. You would have to really piss her off to get her to lose her patience with you.

Quizzes ⇒ She does remember a lot about you. Though her favorites are your favorite memories that you tell her about.

Remember ⇒ Her favorite memory is you meeting her family for the first time. The fact you were welcomed into her family instantly made me cry and made it become her favorite memory.

Security ⇒ She likes to be protected more but if you need it, she will protect you like no other.

Try ⇒ She does try a whole lot. She listens to you and tries her hardest to learn some of your interests so you have someone to talk to about them.

Ugly ⇒ Her bad trait would be probably overworking herself. She does need some reminders that it’s ok to take a break once in a while.

Vanity ⇒ I wouldn’t say she’s obsessed with her looks but she does take good care of her skin and hair plus learn what makeup styles look best on her.

Whole ⇒ You are her other half. Whenever she’s on tour, she does need to talk to you everyday.

Xtra ⇒ When she first cuddled you, she was so flustered she couldn’t talk without stuttering.

Yuck ⇒ She doesn’t like when things isn’t reciprocated. Like if you didn’t help her with something after she helped you, it would really put her off.

Zzz ⇒ She sleeps in when she can and when she knows that she has a day off and you do as well, she will hold you into bed until you beg her or she feels ready to wake up.

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eunjidrabbles · 7 months

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Red Velvet Reactions to:

6th member releasing a solo and supporting them wholeheartedly

Fidgeting around with your phone in your own breakroom, you took a breath before looking up at the mirror to check at your attire and makeup again. Normally, you would have your members by your side reassuring you that you looked great but this time, it was different. You were about to head out into the first interview of promotions for your solo, and for the world to have their first listen at the song you’ve put your whole heart into.

Joohyun/Irene

Did someone call for a coffee and snack truck? That's what will greet you when you step out of the studio. You'll find all your favorite snacks on the menu and a banner with a group photo to congratulate you on your successful solo release and well wishes for you to top the charts. Your leader would want for you to remember to still take proper care of yourself during the hustle when she can't be around when you're on your solo schedules to promote.

When you finally get back to the dorm? You'll be greeted with her proud smile and even as the rest of the members would rush forward to congratulate you, I'm sure you'll still pay attention to the table of your favorite dishes that she made just to celebrate your success.

Seulgi

Seulgi.zip is her precious baby and you were now a part of it. She wouldn't take no for an answer and would pout and pester the managers until they allowed for you to do at least a day of promotions on her show so she can mark it down the special occasion in history. Be it your first solo or anything coming next, she had told you that she has you booked and it is a must to go to her so she can have something planned for your next appearance.

There will be moments when both of you are just staring at one another before struggling to keep your laughter in, but end up bursting out in infectious laughter that spreads across the small studio. Seulgi wants you to know that she is your safe space, as do the studio directors and staff who learned to love you as much as she does.

Seungwan/Wendy

You could only grin widely at her from across the table as she mirrored your expressions before laughing and sorting out her cue cards and notes in front of her. Did you honestly think you won't be featured in her radio show just so she can proudly boast and compliment you to the rest of the nation? At every possibly opportunity, she will be playing your song and slipping in references from your song into her topics and it adores you to hear how excited her voice and mannerisms get when promoting for you.

Promotion season over? Think that will stop DJ WanD from playing the song on the radio? Think again. She's proud to say that her member wrote and sung the song with all her heart and the whole world will hear it.

Sooyoung/Joy

Stepping back into the dressing room, you'll find yourself surrounded by your favorite flowers and a tall hamper of goodies sitting on the table. If you paid closer attention, you'd find that they're all snacks and even alcohol that both you and Joy enjoy having together when you have your occasional hangouts where you'll talk and drink through the night.

Sitting near the hamper, you'll find a card with just a simple "Call me" written with a lipstick mark next to it. When you finally do give the video call, she would whine about how long you took, before bombarding you with questions if you've received her gifts and if you liked them.

Yerim/Yeri

It’s best that you don’t question how, but her shout of “Surprise!” definitely gave you a shock when you opened the door back to your dressing room. You were pretty sure that everyone else in the group had their schedules filled for the week of your solo promotions so to see another member throwing confetti in your face when you stepped through your door lit up your mood.

You can’t help but grin widely as she mirrored your expression before you were engulfed in a tight hug. What better way can Yeri show you that she is proud of you by being right there for you? Of course, she would find ways to clear her own schedule for your very first solo debut. Nothing should stand in her way of that.

#red velvet reactions #red velvet scenarios #irene imagines #irene scenarios #seulgi imagines #seulgi scenarios #Wendy imagines #wendy scenarios #joy imagines #joy scenarios #yeri imagines #yeri scenarios

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vex91 · 10 months

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Shon Seungwan - A secret

Pairing: Shon Seungwan x Female Reader

Fandom: Red Velvet

Summary: You are Joohyun's little sister who is really close with all Red Velvet's members, especially Seungwan with who you are in even more close relationship.

A/N: I'm so down bad for Wendy, it's not even a joke anymore like-😬

3rd's POV

Being pressed up against Seungwan in her closet wasn't a situation you thought that you would be when you came to Red Velvet's dorm.

Your girlfriend told you that all her members are going to be out and she's going to be the only one home. That's why you both decided to finally spend some time together after not seeing each other for months since Red Velvet were on a tour and came back a few days ago.

You and Seungwan were dating for 4 months now. You met through your older sister, Joohyun who introduced you to her members with hope that you get close with them and well you got close with them all, especially Seungwan.

You both decided to keep it a secret for 2 reasons. One, you wanted to make sure that it's a serious relationship that wouldn't end after 2 weeks and two, you didn't knew how your protective sister will react.

That's why you only showed each other affection when you were alone, just like today.

But it seemed like the girls decided to come back earlier since they were already home. And it seemed like they were looking for something in the room that you were hiding in.

"Ugh, where did Seungwan put that remote" Sooyoung grumbled while searching around the room. You lightly glared at your girlfriend for forgetting to put the remote back since then the girls wouldn't be here and you would be able to get out of the closet and put on your clothes that you took off during your intense and hot make out.

Finally they found the remote and were about to leave until Joohyun saw something.

"Hm? Isn't that Y/N's shirt?" Your eyes widen at that and you saw that Seungwan's did too. "You sure?" Seulgi asked and Joohyun nodded. "Maybe she left it here the last time she was here or Seungwan borrowed it from her" Yerim suggested and the rest of the girls nodded, feeling convinced that it may be it. The only one who was still a little suspicious was your sister.

Fortunately the girls left the room not long after.

You and your girlfriend walked out of the closet and she quickly ran to the door to lock it. "T-That was... close" She mumbled and you agreed.

"Good thing that they didn't saw your shirt because it would be too suspicious to ignore" You pointed at her shirt and she went to grab it. You both put on your clothes and quietly left the room. You slowly and carefully went to the front door and left the dorms.

After waiting for a few minutes you both entered while acting like you just came back from a walk.

"Hey guys" You greeted them when you walked into the living room, earning a greeting back. They all turned around and Joohyun eyed you carefully, making you gulp. She was smelling something's off and you didn't liked that one bit. "Where were you?" Joohyun asked you and you quickly answered "On a walk with Seungwan. Why do you ask?"

"Well because the shirt that you're wearing was in her room not that long ago" You and your girlfriend both froze, realizing that she was right. How could you made such a stupid mistake?

You tried to find words to explain it until you heard her sigh and place her hand on your shoulder. You looked up to meet her soft gaze "You don't have to say it now but know that you can come to me when you're ready to tell me the truth. I won't be mad" She said and started walking to the kitchen with other girls but before Joohyun disappeared she added "Plus I think Seungwan is a good choice"

You and your girlfriend both blushed at that before she chuckled and back hugged you tightly while you wanted to disappear from the Earth. But you still were happy that your sister accepted your relationship even if you didn't told her about it yet.

#vex writes #red velvet x reader #red velvet reactions #shon seungwan x reader #wendy x reader #shon seungwan #wendy

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seullovesme · 4 months

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» BY LUCK 10. - how were they so quick?

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synopsis ⥬ You've loved Red Velvet long before you became the current host of your radio show. When its announced that they'll be starred in your next show to promote their new album, you are aghast; Especially when the Kang Seulgi shows interest in you, but without each other's information, you part ways. that's where it ends.. unless?

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nanawritesit · 8 months

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Playing Truth or Dare with Red Velvet (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

Trigger Warnings: making out, groping, undressing, kissing body parts, lap dances, grinding/dry humping, hickeys, mentions of handcuffs, fingering, use of vibrator, master kink, lingerie, kissing while asleep, nipple sucking, nipple play, oral sex, getting walked in on, cursing

Irene:

She was one of your best friends in the entire world. Things had only ever been platonic between you. Sure, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have the tiniest crush on her. But how could you help yourself? Your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat anytime she grabbed your hand or flashed a smile at you. But, there was always so much doubt that she’d felt the same way about you. That was, until tonight.

You were having one of your usual sleepovers at her place, lying next to each other in bed as some movie played on the TV in the background.

“Y/N, this movie sucks.” she suddenly exclaimed, rolling over to face you. “Let’s do something fun.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, doing the same.

She flashed you a mischevious grin. “Let’s play truth or dare.”

“Okay, you go first.” you instructed, sitting up.

The two of you went back and forth for a while, asking simple questions like “what’s your most embarrassing story,” or “what’s your biggest fear.” The dares were pretty tame as well, being things like “break dance for one minute,” and “do an impression of your favorite celebrity.”

“Alright, we broke the ice. Now it’s time to take things up a notch.” she proposed, leaning forward expectantly.

You raised an eyebrow. “Fine, I was getting bored anyway. I pick dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me.” she demanded.

A light pink blush spread across your cheeks, and your mouth fell open the slightest amount. You swallowed the hard lump that was forming in your throat before looking back up at her. “A-are you sure?

“I absolutely am.” she replied with a cheeky grin. “I’ve been dying to know how good of a kisser you are.”

You exhaled to release some of your nerves, then got up on your knees and scooted closer to her. You flipped her hair over her shoulder and tucked a strand behind her ear, gazing into her eyes affectionately. For a second, she looked really flustered. You glanced down at her soft pink lips, running your thumb over them delicately. You put both hands on her cheeks, then leaned down to press your lips against hers. It was soft and sweet, your lips just barely ghosting over hers, but with enough firmness that she knew you were there. She seemed to freeze underneath you. You pulled back slowly, and both of your eyes fluttered open. You looked at her with an apologetic gaze.

“Irene, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

That was all you got out before she had pulled you back down by your shirt and devoured your lips in a much rougher kiss. Your eyes sprung wide open at first, but soon you turned yourself over to the pleasure of kissing her. Your lips were crashing against each other desperately, and soon her tongue was pressing its way between your lips as if asking for an invitation. You granted it to her by sliding your own tongue along hers, now totally enmeshed together.

As the kissing grew more heated, you slowly pushed her down against mattress. She began to tangle her legs with yours and run her hands up along your lower back, tugging up your shirt to run her fingers delicately across your skin. You brought a hand up to her breast, groping it lightly until she pushed you off so she could sit up straight.

“Oh I’m sorry, was that too mu-“ you were cut off once again when she whipped her shirt off over head, now clad in just a tiny pair of pajama shorts.

Your mouth fell wide open at the sight of her bare chest. “Irene… you’re so beautiful.” You told her, leaning back in to kiss her again. She grabbed a fistful of your hair and fell back down onto the mattress, wrapping her legs around your waist to pull you closer.

You momentarily pulled back to take off your own shirt so you could have skin-to-skin contact, then went back down to kiss her lips once more. Soon, you began trailing the kisses down to her jaw, then her neck, then her chest, and then her stomach. You finally stopped right above her clothed core, gripping the waistband of her shorts. You looked up at her with a playful smirk. “Well I think it’s safe to say our friendship is ruined.”

“Tch, we were never really ‘just friends’ anyway.” she giggled, ruffling your hair affectionately. “Now why’d you stop? I was just getting excited.”

Seulgi:

“Baby, I want to play truth or dare.” your girlfriend told you while you were both sitting on the couch next to each other.

“Okay, we can do that Seul.” you told her with a chuckle, setting down your phone to turn towards her. “But let’s only do dares. We pretty much know everything there is to know about each other.”

“Sounds good to me.” she replied with a mischievous grin. “But I want to add a rule to make it more fun.

“Oh?” you asked, curious as to what she was planning in her head. “And what might that be?”

“Every time one of us refuses to do the dare, they have to take off a piece of clothing.” she challenged. She bit her lip at you as if she was imagining the outcome, and you had to admit, you were doing the same as you raked your eyes over her body.

“Okay, you’re on.” you responded. “I’ll go first.”

The two of you started throwing the worst possible dares at each other. Things that neither of you would do even if someone paid you. Before long, you were both in your underwear, sitting across from each other laughing.

“Was this your plan all along? Just to get me undressed?” you giggled, grabbing her hand and shaking it playfully.

“No, absolutely not!” she laughed back at you, slapping your hand away. “I only want to give you one more dare though.”

“Okay, what is it Seul.” you asked, settling back down.

She held back the huge cheshire-cat grin that threatened to creep its way onto her face. “Let me give you a lap dance without touching me for five minutes.”

You gasped in surprise, but you were smiling nonetheless. “Fine, but that means I don’t have to take off another piece of clothing.” you teased.

“That’s fine by me.” she chuckled, shifting to straddle your lap. You put your hands underneath your thighs in preparation. She quickly set a timer on her phone before gripping onto your shoulders tightly to begin her dare.

She began grinding down against your core, rolling her hips back and forth in a mesmerizing way. You bit your lip at the sight before you, gripping the couch cushion beneath you in restraint. She tousled her hair a bit, then reached her hands behind her back to unhook her bra. The straps slid delicately down her shoulders before revealing her breasts.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of them. “God Seulgi, this is harder than I thought it was going to be…”

“Hang in there, you’ve only got two and a half minutes left.” she giggled, running her hands over her breasts to grope them. She squeezed them against each other and pinched her nipples between her fingers, still grinding down on your lap in perfect rhythm.

“One minute left. You gonna make it?” she asked, glancing down to the mess of your lower region. You gulped and nodded, throwing your head back in frustration. She leaned forward at your gesture and began nipping and sucking at your neck, leaving a few hickeys. You moaned in desperation, squinting your eyes together at the immense pleasure. Just when you thought you were going to break, the timer went off.

“Well, you win Y/N.” she sighed, sitting up straight. “I suppose I should-“

You cut her off by pinning her down on the couch beneath you, kissing her ravenously. “You like teasing me that much? You like getting me all worked up?” You looked down at her with a dominant glare and a devilish grin. “I get one more dare too you know. And mine is to put you in cuffs for five minutes while I do whatever I want to you. Let’s see if you can handle your own game, Kang Seulgi.”

She looked up at you with doe eyes and a shocked expression. But it was soon replaced with a satisfied smirk that let you know she had accomplished what she originally set out to do. She had already won. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t have some fun too.

Wendy:

Irene was hosting a small birthday party for Wendy at her place, and you were one of the guests. Everyone in the group knew about your enormous crush on her, except the birthday girl herself. Similarly, everyone in the group also knew about her immense crush on you. But you were totally oblivious. With neither of you ever daring to make a move, your friends decided to take matters into their own hands.

It was late at night, and the party was winding down. Wendy had already opened up all her presents, the dinner had been served, and now everyone was strewn about the living room finishing their cake.

“Everyone done? I’ll throw away the plates.” Irene chirped, getting up from her seat.

“Yeah, I think so. Thanks Rene!” you replied, handing your plate to her with a smile.

“So, what are we going to do now?” Seulgi asked.

“Well, Yeri and I were talking about playing truth or dare!” Joy exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

Wendy clicked her tongue at the suggestion. “You maknaes. At every get together you two say we should play truth or dare, and every time, it ends in disaster.”

“Oh come on, it doesn’t go that badly.” Yeri whined, hitting her on the arm lightly.

“Really? I’d say having to apologize to the entire apartment building for pulling the fire alarm in the middle of the night was pretty bad.” Irene huffed, returning from the kitchen.

“I don’t know, I think it could be fun.” you suddenly chimed in.

Wendy glanced over at you, her eyes twinkling. She thought for a moment, seemingly fixed on the hopeful smile you had on your face, then sighed in defeat. “Alright, but just for a little while. And no one can leave the apartment!” She shot a glare towards Joy.

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry? You know I’m too proud to turn down a dare!” the younger girl cried out.

And so the game began, and things were going pretty much as expected. You all found out who Seulgi’s mystery girl was, Irene sent a risky text to her crush, and Joy and Yeri had kissed once. Finally, it was the birthday girl’s turn.

“Alright Wendy, truth or dare.” Joy asked.

“I feel like I’ll be screwed either way, but dare I suppose.” the older girl said begrudgingly.

Joy smirked evilly. “I dare you to go in the closet with Y/N for seven minutes.”

“Ah, a little seven minutes in heaven action?” Yeri teased, clapping her hands together.

“Hey, that’s too much Joy.” Irene scolded, crossing her arms. “We don’t know Y/N would feel about that. They might be uncomfortable with-“

“I’ll do it.” you interrupted, a little too eagerly. Everyone whipped their heads over to look at you. Seulgi and Irene looked shocked, Joy and Yeri were grinning like little devils, and Wendy had that same twinkle in her eye from earlier and a rosy pink blush dusting her cheeks. You coughed at the sudden awkward feeling of everyone staring at you. “Uh, that is, as long as Wendy wants to.”

Wendy blinked, snapping out of her daze. “I mean, I’m okay with that. After all, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

“Alright, let’s go!” Joy shouted, jumping up from her seat. She grabbed both of your hands and tugged you up, then led you over to the closet at the end of the hall and shoved you inside.

“Okay, one of you set a timer on your phones! Don’t have too much fun in here.” she winked, then slammed the door in your faces and scurried back to the living room.

Wendy sighed, turning towards you. “I’m so sorry about her. I hope you’re not too miserable in here.”

“Oh don’t worry about me, I’m good!” you reassured with a chuckle. “After all, I’m with you aren’t I?”

She glanced at the ground bashfully, letting out a small giggle. “That’s true, we rarely ever have bad times together…”

“You look beautiful tonight.” you told her, glancing at her outfit. “I mean, you look stunning all the time, but I just meant that this outfit looks really cute on you.”

“Oh thank you so much!” she beamed, straightening her blouse. “I don’t really wear skirts too often, but I wanted to be bold for once.”

“Well you’re rocking it.” you bit your lip, trying to contain your lust for her. “I don’t know how you could ever be insecure.”

“Oh come on Y/N.” she rolled her eyes with a small smile. “I’m not that pretty.”

“Are you insane?” you exclaimed, turning to face her completely. “You’re absolutely gorgeous Wendy, everything about you is. Your hair…” you reached forward to fiddle with some of the strands falling over her shoulder. “Your eyes…” you gazed into them, realizing how her pupils had dilated. “Your skin…” you brushed a finger along her cheek delicately. You felt her breathing heavily in anticipation at where you would go next.

Somehow, in this moment, you felt brave enough to make a move. Maybe it was the dim lighting in the closet, or your forced proximity to one another… actually, it was the way she was looking at you. She seemed to be pleading for you to take things further, titling her chin up a bit as if to push her lips forward.

“And how could I forget, your pretty lips…” you finally concluded, in a voice barely above a whisper. You leaned in painfully slow, then after what felt like ages, you kissed her. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and after a few seconds, her arms came up around your neck to push you closer.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.” she confessed as she pulled away from you panting.

“You have no idea.” you laughed, shaking your head before crashing your lips against hers again, much stronger this time. Her tongue slid into your mouth eagerly, wrestling with yours as you began to run your hands up along the curves of her waist. Her own hands were sliding into your hair, gripping and tugging at the nape.

Suddenly, the alarm on your phone went off. You groaned, pulling away from her to silence it. “Well, I guess our time is up.” you sighed, reaching for the door knob.

She hastily grabbed your wrist, making you freeze. “Y/N, can I ask you for something?” she inquired.

“Anything, birthday girl.” you smirked.

She seemed nervous all of a sudden, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. “Could you… could you please put your fingers inside of me?”

Your jaw dropped open in shock. Wendy was always so shy and reserved, at least when it came to you. You never in a million years expected her to initiate something so dirty.

“I’m sorry, I know that’s too much. God I really ruined this didn’t I- ah!” she ended her thought, clasping a hand over her mouth to contain her moans. You had slid a hand up her skirt and began rubbing the pad of your thumb in circles against her clothed clit.

“Well of course I can, since you asked so nicely.” you practically purred into her ear, pressing her up against the wall. “Gosh, you’re so wet already, this won’t take long at all. I’ll just set another timer real quick. I mean, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

Joy:

“Oh come on Y/N, it’ll be fun!” your girlfriend whined, tugging on your arm. She had just come back from a bachelorette party where she had won a dice game of NSFW truth or dare, and she really wanted to try it out.

“It just seems kind of silly Joy…” you chuckled, looking at the box that had tons of cartoon kisses and hearts all over it.

“Please honey? Don’t you want to play with me?” she asked, running a manicured hand over your chest and looking up at you with huge doe eyes. She was pushing her chest forward, cleavage on full display in her tight black dress that hugged her hips and waist, leading down to her long legs clad in sheer black tights, and ending with her highest black red bottomed heels. She was absolutely irresistible right now.

“Okay honey, we can play.” you gulped, shaking your head to regain your composure.

She squealed, then opened the box excitedly. The game was pretty simple. You would each take turns rolling the dice, which would either give you a truth or a dare. Then, you’d pick a card from whatever category you rolled which would tell you what to confess or do.

“I’ll go first.” she declared, rolling the dice. “Dare!” she exclaimed, drawing her first card. She cleared her throat before reading it out loud. “‘Put on your sexiest lingerie.’ Well, that’s easy, I already have it on.” she giggled, standing up. She unzipped her dress and slid it off down her legs, revealing the black lace teddy and garter set you had bought her for valentine’s day.

Your eyes went wide at the sight. Other than the lingerie, the only other thing she was wearing was a choker. If you weren’t turned on before, you certainly were now. Her ample breasts and perky butt looked ungodly good in that set.

“Y/N? It’s your turn.” she chuckled, waving a hand in front of your face.

“Right!” you exclaimed, reaching for the dice. “Truth.” you announced before grabbing a card. “Let’s see… ‘what’s one thing you’ve always wanted to try but never suggested to your partner?’” you set the card down, thinking to yourself for a moment. You bit your lip hesitantly.

“Come on baby, you can tell me. I won’t judge.” your girlfriend reassured you, grabbing your hand.

You looked up at her. Her smile was so warm and comforting, and her eyes were sparkling with intrigue. You exhaled, then sat up. “Well, I know you like to get off with your vibrator… I was wondering if, well, you’d let me use it on you?”

Her lips curled up into a devilish grin. “Oh yes, you can absolutely try that on me baby. Wanna do it now?”

You nodded eagerly. She snickered at your actions, then got up to get her vibrator out of her dresser. Once she had retrieved it, she laid down between your legs, back flush against your chest. “I’m all yours honey.”

You turnt on the vibrator and began running it lightly along her slit. The only thing separating her core from the device was the thin layer of black lace decorating the teddy she was wearing. Her head fell back into the crook of your neck. You glanced down at her pale exposed skin, and impulsively began nipping and sucking at her neck. You knew it was one of her weak points.

“Oh shit, honey…” she moaned, pushing her hips forward to get more friction from the vibrator. “You’re gonna give me a hickey!”

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you honey?” you teased with a cynical chuckle into her ear. “You just love getting marked up by your master, don’t you?”

She nodded frantically, grabbing your wrist to press the device further against her core. You swatted her hand away, then placed it on her chest. “Let me take my time. Get those pretty titties out for me.”

She huffed in frustration, but did as you asked, sliding down the straps of the teddy to fold over the cups, revealing her breasts.

“Oh, look how pretty you are…” you growled, groping one with your free hand.

“Please honey, let me c- ah!” she was cut off by you tearing the vibrator away from her core.

“Hey, you know what my name is baby.” you said sternly, waving the device back and forth as if shaking your finger at her.

“I’m sorry master! Please, please, I need to cum!” she pleaded, tears prickling at her eyes.

“Okay, but you need to be a good girl for me, okay?” you instructed.

“I will, I promise!” she cried, laying back against your chest.

“Alright. Strip down for me and we’ll keep going. Get the dice.”

“You mean you want to keep playing while getting me off?” she asked, perplexed at your boldness.

“Oh come on, you were the one who wanted to play so badly. I know you can take it.” you praised, putting the vibrator back against her clit as soon as she was nude. She had no idea what she was getting into by winning this game. Well, maybe she did. But was she disappointed? Hell no.

Yeri:

You didn’t know how Yeri convinced you to come to a sleepover at Nayeon’s, but here you were. You hadn’t been to a sleepover since you were 16. You forgot how tiring they were, and decided to take a quick power nap in Nayeon’s guest room. Yeri, Nayeon, Sana, Chuu, and Suhyun all pouted jokingly when you left, but told you to sleep well and rejoin them when you were reenergized.

After a half hour or so, you felt well rested enough to rejoin the party. As you were walking down the hall, you heard something that made you stop dead in your tracks.

“We should play truth or dare!” Nayeon proclaimed. You could hear in her voice that the girls had busted out a bottle of wine shortly after you left. Go figure.

“That’s a great idea!” Chuu agreed enthusiastically, clunking her class down on the table.

“Ugh, didn’t we do this at the last sleepover?” you heard Yeri ask.

Your ears perked up at the sound of her voice. You hadn’t told anyone, because you knew none of the girls could keep a secret, but you had a massive crush on her. No one knew you were awake yet anyway, so what would be the harm in eavesdropping a little bit?

“Yeah, but we didn’t get to ask any juicy questions then!” Sana whined. “We just talked about our lame feelings and stuff.”

“Yeah come on Yeri, it’ll be fun.” Suhyun debated.

“Fine, let’s do it. This is what i get for being the only sober one tonight.” Yeri grumbled. “I wish Y/N was here so I wouldn’t be stuck with all you drunkards.”

You blushed and smiled at the floor at her mention of your name. Part of you wanted to go out there and comfort her, but you were too far into this eavesdropping mission to drop it now.

“Well since you’re so thrilled, how about you go first Yerim?” Nayeon teased. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Yeri grumbled.

“BORING!” Chuu chanted, cupping her hands around her mouth.

“Yeah Yeri, don’t be a stick in the mud.” Sana pleaded, tugging on her arm.

“Fine! Give me a stupid dare!” Yeri huffed, throwing her hands up in surrender.

Nayeon smirked evilly. “I dare you to go into the guest room and wake up Y/N with a kiss.”

Your heart stopped. You couldn’t see her, but you knew Yeri was frozen too.

“… are you serious?” she asked meekly. Nayeon must have nodded, because everyone else erupted into applause.

“This is your chance to finally make a move on them!” Suhyun said, encouragingly patting her on the back.

“While they’re asleep? Guys that’s creepy.” Yeri replied nervously.

“Oh come on Yeri, just a little peck on the lips!” Nayeon compromised. “You’ve had a crush on them for MONTHS now. We all know they like you back. Someone has to get the ball rolling.

Your breath hitched in your throat. Yeri liked you? And the girls knew you liked her back? Perhaps they were smarter than you thought.

There was a moment of silence before Yeri slapped her hands on her thighs. “Alright,” she said, “I’ll do it.”

You sprinted back to the guest room with the lightest footsteps you could possibly manage, doing a swift tiptoe run as sound of the girls cheering drowned out behind you. You quickly darted back under the covers and resumed your sleeping position.

You got comfortable just as Yeri clicked open the bedroom door, peering in to see if you were still asleep. You heard her footsteps padding closer to you, until the mattress next to you sunk down a bit.

“Y/N?” she asked quietly, “Are you awake?”

You gave no response.

“Alright, well, here goes…” she sighed, grabbing your shoulders lightly. Once you felt her weight pressing down on you to lean in and kiss you, you sprung up and met her halfway, clamping a hand behind her neck to deepen the kiss.

She pulled back in shock. “Y/N? You’re awake?” she questioned.

You clicked on the bedside lamp so you could see each other. “I like you too Yeri.”

It suddenly clicked in her head that you must have heard her conversation with the girls. She open-mouth laughed at you, feigning disbelief.

“You’re such a little eavesdropper!” she scolded, poking at your sides playfully.

“Shut up and kiss me again.” you demanded, pulling her back down.

Her hips shifted to straddle you as your lips met once again, slowly and softly at first but getting rougher and deeper by the second. Her tongue hesitantly entered your mouth as if asking for permission. You hooked your own tongue right under it, granting her that permission. Now more confident in your intimacy, she began rolling her hips over your core. You matched her rhythm and pushed your hips up for more friction.

She was wearing a thin cotton nightgown, so thin that you could see her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric. You brought a hand up her thigh and trailed your way up to her chest hesitantly.

“You can touch me, Y/N.” she reassured, grabbing your hand and placing it over her breast.

You cupped it and rolled her nipple between your fingers, making her moan at the sensation.

“Do you want them in your mouth?” she asked suddenly.

Your eyes widened. “Well yes, but you don’t have to-“

She cut you off by whipping the nightgown off and over her head, tossing it to the side quickly. Now just clad in a simple pair of white cotton panties, she moved further up your body until her chest was hovering over your face.

It was hard to think logically when the hottest girl you knew was practically naked on top of you, positioning her plump breast towards your lips. You lost all reserve, and took her nipple in your mouth to begin sucking on it.

“Fuck, Y/N…” she groaned, eyelids fluttering shut. Her hips began rutting against your abdomen, obviously trying to get off.

You could feel your own arousal leaking through your pants, but your main focus was pleasuring Yeri. You lifted your hand up to grope the breast you weren’t currently suckling on, flicking the nipple lightly.

“Y/N, please…” she begged, “I need more.”

You released her nipple from your lips, making a “pop” sound. You looked up at her with bright eyes. “Can I taste you then?”

She nodded, and in an instant, you sprung up and pinned her to the mattress underneath you. Now on top, you began trailing kisses down her abdomen until you reached her panties. You tugged them down with your teeth, then dove straight for her clit with a flat tongue. She cried out as soon as the contact was made.

You were interrupted by the sudden opening of the bedroom door.

“Hey are you guys alright in here? I heard screaming and, OH MY GOD!” Nayeon screeched, slapping her hands over her eyes.

“Nayeon!” you both yelled out, scrambling to cover Yeri’s naked body.

“Nope, it’s my fault!” the older girl sighed, turning around. “I should’ve knocked. Continue.”

She shut the door behind you and sprinted down the hall. “Guys! Guys! Y/N was totally just giving Yeri head! Our plan worked!” you heard her chant, causing all the girls to cheer.

Yeri slapped a palm to her forehead. “Why do we have to have such stupid friends?”

“Yeah, but I’m gonna have to thank them one day.” you chuckled, taking her hand. “But since we were interrupted anyway, I think we should go on a few dates before this goes any further. Not that I didn’t love all of it, trust me, I did.”

She giggled, rubbing her thumb along the back of your hand. “I agree. I really loved it too, but I didn’t want this to just be a hookup. I really like you.”

You nodded understandingly. “Great, that’s settled. Now let’s go face our nosy, idiot friends.”

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Yes Ma'am

im a little loopy writing this because of rotc but its fine, its an adventure, my lovelies!! i hope you all enjoy this one!! brat!irene x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to look for fluffier or angstier content.

You slipped on your suit jacket before looking around to look for the tie you saved for the dinner with you and Irene's friends. A sigh breaks from your lips as you lift the loose clothes around you.

Before you could utter any curses in frustration, your fiancée pipes up from behind you, the tie in hand, twirling in between her fingers gingerly with a cheeky smirk, "Looking for this, hotshot?"

You chuckle as she struts up to you, sinfully high heels and in nothing but a thin night slip. Knowing full well she would rather have you home with her than to go to a random dinner with both your friends. You reach out for the tie only for her to wrap it around your neck.

Your pulse hammers as she slinks around the back of your neck, drawing you closer. The cherry scent of her lipgloss enticing you, gaze remaining on her pink lips. Allowing your mind to wonder she smirks to herself.

Irene tugs you closer, her lips touching the corner of your jaw. Your breath trembles as she does, the contact innocent but you were familiar with that glint in her eyes. "Irene." You begin sternly only for her to brush you off.

"You know I could just tell everyone you aren't feeling well..." The shorter woman trails her kisses lower to your neck, allowing her lips to linger on your sweet spot, right atop your clavicle. You swallow hard as you stare down at her lust laden eyes. "And that I needed to nurse you back to health."

You chuckle darkly before taking her hands in yours, "Counter offer," Pausing to place her hands behind her back, keeping them there with one hand while the other props her head up to make her keep your gaze. "We're going to dinner, you're going to be my good little girl..." You smirk watching her cheeks flush at the name, "And if you do that, you'll be rewarded tonight."

Catching her lips between yours, your tongue skimming across her lower lip teasingly. A soft whine breaks from her as you pull away. With a quirked brow, your lips press to the conch of her ear, whispering with much conviction and power, "You're going to be a good girl for me, yes?"

Irene bites her lip as your hand stroke her waist slowly, she gets on her tippy toes and pecks your lips gently, "The best, ma'am."

You smirk before letting her hands free, and fixing the tie around your neck. Eyes glued on Irene's silhouette as she got changed, knowing full well she was putting on a show for you. You silently pray that she would keep her word.

Short to say, the dinner was hell.

From the moment you arrived, Irene had done nothing but tease you, stroking your stomach as you both sat in the den, her leg rubbing up against yours during the dinner proper, her eyes never leaving yours as she did, and of course the comments here and there.

"Yes I would say, Y/n is very, very good with her mouth." When discussing your eloquence. "If she's lucky it won't be the only creamy meal she'll have tonight." Whispered to her cousins between swigs of her red wine. And the real kicker, "Y/n's a softy, she'll cave in to anything I want, wouldn't you say so sweetie?"

Irene's eyes were glued onto you, you grit your teeth together as you wonder how shameless your fiancée is. You down the whiskey Seulgi had given you before excusing yourselves from the party, claiming that you had work early the next day. But the glances you got made you very aware the other guests knew why you were leaving.

"Eager, N/n?" She teases with a small smirk only to be met with silence.

The ride home was silent but you saw how her lips upturned, under the impression she'd get exactly what she wanted. You grumble curses to yourself as you pull up to the parking, turning the car off. Still not looking at her, "I want you in the bedroom, stripped down and ready for me."

You turn to face her, a stoic expression falling on your face as you take her chin in your hand, forcing her to look at you. Fighting back the smirk from peeking on your lips, Irene is staring at you with a darkness in her eyes. "Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am." She responds before slipping out of the car as you feel your cheeks heat up. You wait a few minutes, taking your phone out to apologize to your friends for leaving as early as you did to which they responded with smirking faces and 'get it' messages.

Before long, you step into your shared home with Irene. You slip into your shared bedroom only for frustration, in more ways than one, building as you saw Irene staring back at you defiantly

"Why the hell do you insist on being a fucking brat, Irene." You growl as she turns to face you with a teasing and sultry grin on her face as she removes her make-up and accessories.

You tug her from her vanity chair. Quickly, you're a mere breathe's away, she gasps at your sudden movements. You glare at her, "Each time tonight you go out of your way to disobey me." She moans loudly as your hands slip down to her bottom, squeezing before laying a quick slap to her bouncy flesh. "Just how desperate are you, slut?"

"Not very nice, Y/n. You shouldn't tease that way." You laugh dryly before pulling her down onto the bed, with her atop you. She hadn't reclaimed her bearings when you tore her dress open, leaving her body exposed for you. Irene gasps as your lips take her neck roughly, leaving dozens upon dozens of reddening marks, "You have no fucking right, Joohyun." You growl into her skin.

"I asked one thing, to wait for an hour at most before I gave into your desires." She whines as you smack her clothed cunt. "But you just had to go about parading just how horny you were."

She cries out as you move from her front to the back, slapping her firm bottom. Once, twice, thrice, the sound rings out through your room, paired with Irene's moans. You lose count until your fiancée has tears in her eyes and is clawing at your shoulder, grinding down, desperately looking for any friction against her cunt.

"Tonight is going to be so fucking long, desperate whore." You whisper as your hand smooths out her red and hot ass. Before Irene can say anything more, your hand quickly tangles between her dark locks, simultaneously snapping your hand back onto her ass. She whines and grinds down into your

"No. More. Fucking. Talking." You whisper, each word being emphasized with a harsh slap on her bottom. Irene was all but drooling as your hand continuously collided with her awaiting skin. Her arms now wrapped around your neck as the most obscene noises from her lips. "Y/n—"

"Not my name to you anymore, brat." You clutch her hair tighter, her voice becoming thin as she cries out in a twisted mix of pleasure and pain. "If you so much as say anything but yes, stop, or ma'am, I'll make sure that walking into practice tomorrow is the hardest thing you've ever had to do."

You pull her into a rough kiss, you're sure that both your lips would be bruised after this little encounter of yours. You pull her head back as you whisper, lips turning up a little seeing the aroused flush of her cheeks, eyes dark, and her mouth agape slightly, catching her breath.

When she doesn't respond, you push your thigh into her needy and damp cunt as your hands soothed her overused ass. "Do you understand, brat?"

Irene smiles dazed, "Yes ma'am."

and irene will forever be my greatest fantasy because out of all the idols i stan i think she would be the most unachievable HAHAHAH i hope you all enjoyed this my lovelies!! my midterms are done but the grind never stops for a barely passing student :"") i'll try to get through it all but i hope you understand why i dont get to post on some days :"") in any case tho, i hope you enjoyed!! i will see you all as soon as i can, i love you all vv much and keep save :>> - r

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