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(RUIN MY) MAKE UP || ROWOON / KIM SEOKWOO
It's been so long since I've written for anything other than Ateez... so here's one for my other husband: Rowoon (his real name is Kim Seokwoo, so I'll be using that in the actual fic)
Genre: Smut
Pairing: Bf!Rowoon x fem reader
Word count: 1.1K
Tags/warnings: dirty language, protected sex, fingering, blow job, make up sex, marking, bigdick!Rowoon, size kink, doggy style, mild squirting
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"Babe, I'm back!" Your boyfriend called out. You immediately slid down deeper on the couch, hiding in the blanket you had wrapped around yourself.
Before he went to work you two had burst out in a big fight. You haven't had the chance to work it out yet so you knew he'd force you to talk it out now. As he should, but still, you were too stubborn for your own good.
He came into the room and you noticed the stressful aura around him. You sighed deeply as his face looked apologetic. ''Baby, I'm sorry, I had to go,'' he said as he sat next to you. You couldn't help but tear up.
''You always have to go,'' you sobbed. He nodded and took you in his arms. ''I know I do, I know my job is busy... I'm sorry, baby,'' Seokwoo said as he kissed your forehead. ''I'm here now, and I'll try to be here as much as I can but...'' ''You can't always stay home, I know,'' you whispered.
''Let me make it up to you, please,'' he whispered, pressing kisses down your neck. ''You can't just make everything up with sex, Seokwoo,'' you said, closing your eyes. You wanted to stay mad at him, but there was no way you ever could.
''I'm aware,'' he mumbled, lips still attached to your neck. You moaned softly when he marked you up, claiming you as his. Seokwoo took you in his arms and lifted you up, moving to the bedroom.
He took off your top and laid you down on the bed, face diving down to lick and suck at your nipples. Your lewd noises were like music to his ears. ''I love the sounds that you make, angel,'' he whispered, making you shiver. He removed his own clothes, making you admire his tall, sculpted body. You were quick to remove your shorts and panties, spreading your legs for him.
You were embarrassed, mad 5 minutes ago and already opening your legs for him. But Seokwoo knocked that thought out of your brain soon enough. He slid 2 of his fingers in your wet core, smirking. ''Do I get you this wet with just kissing, my dove?''
You whined out as he curled and scissored his fingers inside you, hitting your favourite spots and loosening you up so you could fit his big cock in.
''O-Oh yes,'' you moaned out louder as he pushed his third finger in. His thumb flicked over your sensitive clit every now and then, making your hips jerk. ''T-That's so fucking good, yes!''
''You hear that baby?'' Seokwoo said, smirking as he slowed his fingers down. The squelching of your arousal could not be missed. It brought a blush to your cheeks. ''So fucking wet for me, every time, such a good girl.''
''Please, don't stop! Don't ever stop!'' you cried loudly, tears welling up in your eyes as Seokwoo brought his lips down to your cunt, sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves.
''You're doing so well for me, baby, my precious, are you gonna cum for me? Gonna cum all over my fingers for me?'' he smirked. ''Y-Yes, gonna cum! Please don't stop!''
A wave of pleasure flowed over your body, your orgasm so intense you shook and shuddered in Seokwoo's embrace. He kissed you passionately, smudging your lipgloss all over your mouth. A tear fell from your eye, leaving a streak of black mascara down your cheek.
''It's okay, precious, I got you, I will take care of you, gonna fuck you so well,'' he shushed you. He kissed your head before taking a condom from the drawer. He slid it over his hard cock, stroking it a few times before entering your pussy.
He stretched you so deliciously everytime, no one has ever done it for you. He was the only one who could make you feel this amazing. You moaned out loud, arching your back as he repeatedly hit all your sweet spots. "O-oh Seokwoo, fuck me, please, fuck me," you whined. Seokwoo sped his pace up and held onto your hips tightly.
His tall, big figure towered over you, making you so much smaller. His eyes rolled back when you let out a loud cry, clenching on his dick.
"Fuck, princess, that's so good~," he moaned out. Seokwoo threw his head back out of pleasure, rocking his hips into you faster. "That's it precious, that's it, fucking take my dick, you like that baby?" "Yes! That feels so good! So good~" you whined, gripping the sheets tightly in your fists.
The way he fucked you so deep, fast but so full of passion made you melt in his embrace every time. The way his cock hit all the right places inside you no matter when or how he took you hard.
It didn't take long before you came undone on his cock, clenching around him as you whined out his name. Seokwoo halted his movements, stopping himself from coming already.
"I'm not done yet," he panted, pulling his shaft out of you. Voluntarily, you got on your hands and knees, showing off your behind. Your boyfriend smirked and ran his hands all over your ass. He moved his face closer to your body and spat on your wet pussy, coating you with saliva.
Seokwoo rubbed his cock over your pussy a few times before pushing it in again, penetrating you deeply. Soon enough you couldn't hold on any longer, sinking through your arms, letting him fuck you face-down into the sheets.
"Fuck, princess, doing so well for me, so good," he moaned out in a raspy tone. He peppered kisses all over your back as his thrusts got sloppier and sloppier, signing you he was getting really close.
"Fuck, please!" You moaned loudly, not even aware what you were begging him for. "Yes, fuck baby, g-gonna give it to you!" He moaned before thrusting a last few times and spilling inside the condom.
He slid his hand to your pussy and rubbed your clit fast and roughly, making you shudder with pleasure. Before you knew it you were squirting on his fingers and cock, shaking around him.
"Fuck, baby, so gorgeous... such a good girl," he praised you, pulling out of you and tossing the condom into the trash. He laid down and pulled you onto his chest, letting you recover from your intense orgasms.
"You're so beautiful, I love you...," he whispered, kissing your head. "I love you too... and you know, we could do this a lot more often if you'd be home." "I'll surely try, precious, I won't ruin your make-up with bad tears any longer," he smirked.
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19:37. Kim Rowoon x F! Reader. Fluff.
Synopsis: Reader is on her period and wants Seokwoo to comfort her.
"What?" Seokwoo asks glancing at you laying on his chest.
"Nothing" you grin staring at your pretty boyfriend. Closing your eyes you turn towards the TV.
Seokwoo furrows his brows in confusion. He accepts your answer and continues your weekly binge watching session. Well, he tries to because he can hear you let out a tired sigh.
"Now what?" He asks with an amused smile.
"Nothing...." You reply and pout.
"Okay." He starts to sit up on the couch you both were laying on which forces you also to sit straight on his lap.
"Will you tell me why you are pouting? Are you in pain? Should I make you something?" He bombards you with questions, worried your stomach is paining again due to your period.
"No... I'm fine." You answer and avoid his gaze. How do you tell your boyfriend that you are horny and want him to take off his shirt while you both cuddle. Although you don't have the energy to actually fuck, but you definitely wouldn't mind some sensual touching.
"Alright, then what's bothering you?" His touch is soft on your cheek making you lean into it.
"You... Your shirt" you say tugging at it's collar.
"My shirt?" You nod. Seokwoo just blinks, waiting for you to complete your words. After a few seconds his face breaks into the most smug smile. "What about my shirt baby?" He asks teasing you.
You whine and hide your face in his neck. Damn him and his smart brain. He giggles at your reaction.
"Want me to take it off? Are you really that needy for me?" He whispers, still teasing you. Seokwoo just laughs when you punch his arm. Moving your face from his neck, he detaches from your body and takes his shirt off.
You smile like you've won the lottery. Blushing you lean forward to kiss his cheek. With as much force as you could muster, you push him back on the couch and lay on top of him, continuing the drama.
Seokwoo just shakes his head and wraps his arms around you, squeezing you against him and kissing the top of your head.
"What will I do with you"
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Now or Never (m) KIS KSW
Pairing: Rowoon (Seokwoo) x Reader x Inseong
Polyamory AU, Established Relationship, PWP, fluff, smut
Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, softdomvibes!Inseong, creampie, threesome, facesitting (messy oral, I warned ya)
Word Count: ~4.5k
Summary: If your partner is ignoring your needs, is there anything better than having another partner to tend to them?
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Author’s note: Hi hi hi!! I feel like I haven't been posting for ages, so I'm super happy to finally be back ❤️ So... This time I bring something different (big thanks to my beta @baekshoney for bearing with me 🙃). AHHH so nerve-wrecking!! Anyways, this is my first non-EXO (non-Baekhyun??) story on here, which I had dusting in my gdocs for some time. Since I am about to hit 500 followers, I felt like it is as good of a time as any to experiment a little~ I really really hope that you enjoy it! Don't worry, Baekhyun stories are also coming!!
Since it is a different fandom, I just want to state my usual greetings - I am Ri, very chatty and welcoming of all asks/ comments/ questions etc., please don't be shy to reach out! Okay, it's getting too long, I'll just leave you to it hehe
It has been two hours. Two torturous hours since you’d gotten home, ready to pounce, and your boyfriend Seokwoo was still not giving you anything but crumbs. Apparently, his friends waited for weeks for this day to come since he was too busy to play during the promotions, and now he was gaming like crazy for much longer than you were willing to tolerate.
At first, you took the opportunity to soak in a nice hot bath and take a relaxing shower. Then you took your time applying all of the skincare, hair products and whatnot to give him some extra time to finish up. You checked on him while your face mask was on, yet his session didn’t seem to be nearing an end. When you were all done (and slightly disappointed by the lack of attention), you rejoined him on the living room couch, looking for ways to distract him and coerce him to call it a day for his gaming. However, your advances didn’t produce much of an impact: Seokwoo simply nodded, asking you to wait for a bit longer.
He didn’t even glance your way. His eyes were glued to the screen the entire time you were ‘interacting’. Seokwoo was so deep into his game that he didn’t even notice the way you glared at him for 10 minutes straight before the noise came from the entrance.
‘Kids, I’m home!’
At this time, you were quite upset, so you weren’t in a rush to respond to Inseong, who was probably headed straight to the bathroom anyways. He had developed this habit of jumping in the shower as soon as he arrived home, probably because he became a sloth soon after – too lazy to remove his makeup or wash up. It was kind of endearing, the way he fell asleep in a matter of seconds sometimes, but personal hygiene was also a thing.
With the little patience you could muster, you waited for your older partner to finish his routine and proceed to the bedroom in order to put his home clothes on. But as Seokwoo continued to ignore all of your signals – the uncharacteristic pouting (you usually made use of it with his hyung instead), the hand on his thigh, the audible fuming – you were growing more and more frustrated.
You simply wanted him to spend some time with you! It was his fault too that you were this spoiled, basking in the ocean of his affection along with Inseong’s most of the time. The two of them were usually extremely clingy, and despite them being back home for several days already, you had hoped that their neediness would match yours and last for a bit longer.
And here you were, angry almost to tears from being completely ignored for the whole evening, especially after the extensive wait prior to this. Still, you were determined to get your share of attention in this house, one way or another.
The fact that Seokwoo simply gave you a casual pat on the butt when you stood up to leave only aggravated you further.
When you trudged into the bedroom, you were greeted with the familiar sight of your significant other splayed on the bed in just his shirt and sweats. His blond hair was a mess, his eyes were closed and his phone was on his chest. He was going to check something on there and then just decided to laze about for a minute, you figured. The sloth in him prevailed once again.
‘Oppa, are you asleep?’ You murmured, climbing onto the bed and taking a spot right next to him.
Flush to his side, you laid your head on his chest, and hugged him with both your right arm and right leg. The reciprocation of your gesture was instant, and his arm curled around your back, somehow tugging you even closer to him.
‘No, I was just going to join you,’ he replied, giggling softly as soon as you pressed an intense kiss to his neck. ‘What’s that about? Missed me?’
Inseong laughed in the charming way he did before looking at you with one eye. He caught the expression on your face way too quickly.
‘Why are you sulking?’
Multiplying your already exaggerated pout, you huffed and hid your face in his chest.
‘Seokwoo is ignoring me. All night.’
Reaching for your hair, Inseong brushed it away from your face and poked your cheek playfully. You huffed again like an angry little hedgehog.
‘Did you two have a fight?’
His tone was affable, and your defensiveness was down for the time being.
‘No. He’s… playing games!’ You frowned. ‘Instead of playing with me.’
‘I see,’ he hummed knowingly, digging his nose into your hair and inhaling deeply. ‘So, you’ve been pampering yourself all evening, and he gave you no attention at all?’
‘Yes!’ You replied begrudgingly.
This time, he didn’t give an immediate response. You lay there for a long minute, with his fingers brushing through your locks steadily. It was calming, you could not argue. There was something about Inseong that made you go mellow like this. He was chaotic at times, but when he was in his lazy domestic mood, you two would be melting together like two scoops of ice-cream on a pretty little plate.
And Seokwoo could very well be the plate. Since he was pretty and also unyielding (to your desires and whatever else) on days like this. Oh, you just wanted to smack his dumb little head every so often! What a meanie. He probably didn’t even notice that you weren’t around anymore, so your time was certainly better spent with someone who at least didn’t refuse to hold you for a good minute.
Acting all childish wasn’t something you did often, but sometimes a girl had to get what a girl wanted. And thankfully, it happened to work great on Inseong, who was a couple years older. Maybe it was him having a soft spot for you that made you this demanding, but who cared?
‘Cute.’ The blond finally replied. ‘You two can never stay out of trouble without the adults at home. It’s either fucking or fighting, no in between.’
‘Sometimes we’re playing around,’ you offered, cheeks suddenly getting heated at his comment.
Inseong snickered, chest shaking underneath your head.
‘I know how you ‘play around’. It counts as fucking, aegiya.’
You squirmed, feeling like you were trapped in rich honey. The hand that was patting your hair moments ago was now gently stroking the curve of your back, making your whole body tremble with excitement already. It wasn’t even anything special, but it was Inseong. His touch was just magical like this.
Relaxing in his arms and inhaling his fresh scent, you slowly turned into a purring kitty. The disappointment you felt from Seokwoo not giving you an ounce of his time this evening faded away, and you eagerly allowed your hand to snake under your elder’s shirt.
He hummed as his warm skin welcomed the caress of your fingertips, and you gripped his pec impishly. Both of you loved skinship a lot, so for some time it was just squeezing, and stroking, and rubbing, and hugging… You groped each other all over in a lazily sensual pattern, the tension growing just as steadily as Inseong’s boner underneath your palm. He startled you though, by reaching down and pressing two of his fingers to your clit.
You moaned before you could help it.
The shirt you were still wearing was all folded over your exposed breasts, so Inseong leaned in to press a wet kiss to your nipple. You squirmed, entangling your hand in his hair, and sort of pulling him closer. If that was even possible.
‘Mm, why are you wearing a thong at home?’ He murmured, licking at it broadly, leaving a moist trail over your breast.
‘Because my oppa is a pervert,’ you teased with a naughty smile, which quickly fell when he tapped you on the pussy.
‘Don’t be a brat,’ he warned in a singsongy tone, and circled your nub with just his middle finger.
The exhale that escaped your lungs was too breathy not to indicate your current state. But Inseong didn’t require any hints. He knew your body better than he knew his own, so pushing your buttons in the most efficient way came easy to him.
‘Next time don’t even bother wearing them,’ the blond continued, two of his fingers crawling underneath the triangle of fabric over your pubic bone to rub between your wet folds. ‘If you aim to please oppa.’
The soft squelch followed, and you moaned again, bucking your hips forward. Inseong smiled at your reaction, repeating his action a couple times to stimulate you further. You huffed impatiently, fingers digging into his deltoid, and presented the advanced version of your pout. It was a sort of ‘innocent baby girl wanting to get messed up by daddy’ kind of look. Very fitting for the current state of affairs, where you were reduced to watching him play with your pussy, all while wanting to curse him out to have him speed it up.
You’d had enough of waiting for tonight. It was time to be taken, and if anyone was to know better, it was him.
‘Inseongie,’ you called, skipping the honorific on purpose.
He knew it meant you were in a different state of mind already, too impatient to drag it out. So, he rolled his pants down, pressing your palm to his length.
‘You don’t have to wait for much longer, Y/N-ie,’ he murmured, voice sounding salacious without him even intending it.
There was just this… aura to him. Inseong could say the most mundane little thing, and not even mean for it to sound seductive, and still your body would react. And since it has been a long evening so far (of you being left unsatisfied), you were grateful that it was him. Because while Seokwoo preferred to take his time and essentially marinate you in his love (when he wasn’t too busy ignoring your very existence), Inseong was more impulsive in his lovemaking. He was less intense, but more… present. And while Seokwoo took you to another realm and made it an experience in itself, Inseong got things done. Exactly the way you wanted them done.
It didn’t even startle you when he suddenly pushed into you from behind, holding you by the waist. He stayed unmoving for a few seconds, helping you get your shirt off for good, and then tugged you so close your back ended up glued to his chest. Always his little dessert spoon.
He set a medium pace, his breath fanning over your ear just as steadily as his hips rolled into yours.
‘Mh-m,’ you moaned through your sealed lips, crazy about the wetness echoing in his every motion to pull out and slip back in.
You could picture his juice-covered cock from just hearing that. Saliva filled your mouth driven by instinct, and you gulped, reaching back to at least get a handful of his ass while at it. As if hearing you swallow, Inseong suddenly brought his hand up and traced your lower lip with his index finger. Shoving it into your mouth along with his middle finger, he urged you to give him a good suck. Pushing his fingers in and out, as if imitating oral sex, he made you drool even more.
Content with how well you lubricated his fingers, he brought them back to your nipple, making sure to press on it while squeezing your whole breast. You shivered.
‘Should I just go all in, baby?’ He inquired, slowing down, and you nodded frantically. ‘Okay. I’m not pulling out either.’
He chuckled at the way your nose scrunched up. You did enjoy raw sex, and having some cream on your cake was fine on any day. But having two boyfriends (who sometimes got pettily competitive) usually ended up in your whole crotch covered in cum. Also your butt crack, and your thighs, your boobs… sometimes it got smeared over your entire body. These boys could get so messy that afterwards you were in for an urgent shower and dealing with the laundry, even though you could barely keep your eyes open. It was helpful that there were two of them, but they were also double trouble.
When Inseong changed the position, it became a lot more… a lot more.
Your left leg was between his, and your right one was in the air, supported by your partner. Inseong pressed down on it to spread you open, and you knew he meant business in just a few moments – when he adjusted.
‘Ah-h!’ You couldn’t hold back your yelps any longer, getting louder with every thrust.
It was hard to reach for him in this position, so you tugged on your own locks instead, arching your back. Your shaky hand found the firm flesh of his thigh, and you held onto it for dear life and he snapped into you so hard your entire body bounced off the mattress.
‘Seongie- yes, yes-’
You were simply pleading at this point, the muscles of your core quivering around his cock.
‘Enjoying the show?’ Inseong suddenly asked, not wavering in his rhythm.
Blinking through the blurriness in your eyes, you looked up at his sweaty chest and then face, noticing a figure right behind him.
Seokwoo was right there in the doorway, watching you intently as you fucked.
‘Ah!’ You shrieked, a lightning bolt of pleasure hitting you in that very second.
Inseong kept your thighs open, pressing you down into the covers forcefully to use your orgasm to trigger his own. It only took him a few seconds to catch up.
‘Oppa-’ you cried, and he growled through the hammering of his thrusts, which kept filling you with more and more of his seed.
He wasn’t in a hurry to get off of your limp body once he was done, planting lazy kisses over your collarbone instead. Your weak arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he stroked your thigh. It was a cuddling session all over again.
It was cut short by a begrudged hum.
‘Aren’t you done yet?’
Seokwoo was the one who wanted attention now. How ironic.
‘What’s with the tone?’ Inseong inquired, knowingly furthering his donsaeng’s frustration.
‘Hyung! You could’ve waited for me, you know?’ He said, approaching the bed with his arms crossed.
‘Why would I?’ He snickered, lying down on his back comfortably, not even bothering to cover himself up.
Inseong toyed with people in the most infuriating, innocent, and arousing way. Always.
‘Noona,’ Seokwoo called helplessly.
But you ignored him, looking up at the blond next to you.
‘Now he remembers I exist.’
‘Sure he does. Raging boners tend to redirect your attention.’
Seokwoo pursed his lips together in frustration, looking down at the very obvious giveaway of his body.
He looked kinda cute when he was mad like this, so you gave a gentle nudge to Inseong, urging him to play with the junior some more.
‘Maybe he just likes to watch. We can give this punk another front row seat to the performance, can’t we?’
‘You’re so naughty, oppa. You know how wet and sensitive I am still…’
‘Yes. I could dive right in…’
‘Noona-ah!’ Seokwoo whined, pushing through to get between you and Inseong. ‘This isn’t fair. Why is he getting all of you?’
‘Missed your train tonight, aegi.’ You huffed, shoving him back to fall on his butt with the ball of your foot. ‘Go back to ignoring me and see how sad I am about it.’
‘I’m sorry, I just got carried away…’ He mumbled breathily, finding ways to touch your thigh discreetly with the pads of his fingers. ‘I can make it up to you.’
You met Inseong’s eyes, and despite his neutral expression, you could tell he was just as curious as you were.
‘Like how?’ You inquired, feigning indifference.
‘How would you like me to do it?’ He asked, and both you and Inseong rolled your eyes.
‘Seriously,’ Inseong sighed dramatically. ‘He has to be told what to do. Do you want hyung to give you instructions too?’
He only said that to tease his junior, but there was something in the way he phrased it… That had you bite your lip to deal with the raise in tension. And Inseong noticed.
‘On a second thought… Why not?’
Both of you turned to the blond now.
‘Strip, Seokwoo-yah. And make it entertaining for your noona.’
The pause didn’t last long, and you heard the ruffle of fabric as the taller one began to get rid of his clothes. He tried to do it slowly, in a more sensual way, one could assume, but it seemed slightly awkward and rushed. His long limbs demonstrated very little grace in setting themselves free, and your cold façade almost got destroyed with a chuckle.
Did he have to be so tall, clumsy and adorable?
Biting into your cheek from the inside of your mouth, you held it in. Inseong’s hand wandered across your breast.
‘You’re easily excitable,’ he murmured into your ear, and you squirmed from the tickling warmth of his breath.
Why were you turned on again this quickly? Whether it was the scent of Inseong’s sweat in the air and his cum dripping out of you, or Seokwoo’s toned body and delicious bronze skin in front of you, you had no idea. But it was clear that you wouldn’t refuse speeding things up at this point.
Inseong must have been reading your mind, because he reached out to grab Seokwoo’s wrist and pulled him onto the bed again.
‘Lie down. On your back.’
You watched with deep curiosity how he bossed the younger around. Usually, Inseong was quite soft-handed. He could take the lead at times, since he was older, but mostly preferred to live a life of a marshmallow. So now, as he had set out to help you ‘punish’ Seokwoo for his cold manner, you were suddenly coming to terms with finding this hot. Maybe a thing to bring up next time?
The blond turned his head to look at you.
‘Sit on his face.’ His tone was soft, yet the suggestion seemed bold.
‘Huh?’ You looked down on autopilot, thinking back about the semen smeared all over your pussy now.
The fact is, Seokwoo was quite used to his hyung’s cum on him, since they both got pretty messy taking turns. But it wasn’t usually anywhere close to his face. You were wondering…
‘Aren’t we teaching him a lesson?’ Inseong asked, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear in a casually flirty way he had about him. ‘He wants a go. Might as well clean you up first.’
You gulped at the thought of Seokwoo’s mouth on your cum-stained labia. Inseong visibly enjoyed your reaction, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the younger one either – he tugged at your wrist impatiently.
‘I’ll do it, noona. Please.’
Hesitating for a moment, you wanted to ask if he was sure. But if the apparent twitch of his cock and the restless licking of his lips were any indication, he was quite into it already. You quickly assumed the role you were offered.
‘What makes you think you deserve to do even that?’ You chuckled, raising an eyebrow at him.
Inseong snickered behind your back, enjoying the scene in front of him.
‘Don’t be so mean, sweetness,’ he murmured, the tip of his nose tickling your ear. ‘He knows exactly what he’s getting. He saw all of it happen.’
Thinking back to the way Seokwoo lurked in the door, watching Inseong fuck you into total bliss, you cocked your head to the side, looking at the blond’s lips.
‘I guess if he doesn’t impress me… He could always go back to watching, right?’
The question sent an electric charge through the air, and, as soon as Inseong nodded, you threw your leg over Seokwoo’s chest. Taking the right position didn’t require much time, although you were cautious not to smother him.
Seokwoo, however, didn’t seem to care about breathing whatsoever.
He buried his whole face in your vulva as soon as you sat down. You pursed your lips to contain a yelp and inhaled, feeling much less powerful now that he was holding your hips in a tight lock of his arms. The younger’s full lips worked hard, exploring your wet folds. When suddenly his tongue dipped inside you aggressively, there was no way to hold yourself back.
‘Agh!’ You gasped, pressing your palms into the wall in front of you.
The taller one continued with even more fervor. He clearly aimed to coerce more of these reactions out of you, and his technique was about to bring him success. You could hear his muffled breathing, and the slurping sounds he produced, and the low hums from a deep place in his chest… It was all too much to handle.
‘Seokwoo-ya-ah,’ you moaned, bucking your hips forward with the help of his palms on your ass.
Inseong bent over reaching for your inner thigh to get a better look, but the younger one smacked his hand away unapologetically.
‘Like a hungry lion,’ the blond snorted. ‘Seems like you’re his prey now, Y/N-ie.’
Turning to him like a hungry lioness yourself, you licked your dry lips.
‘Put your cock in my mouth,’ you demanded, and he smiled, giving your face a broad stroke up to your ear as if you were his pet.
Instead of giving you an answer, Inseong looked down at something behind you. It could only be assumed that it was the younger’s crotch. But before he could say anything, Seokwoo lost his resolve completely, suddenly pushing you off of himself and onto the bed.
It didn’t take you much longer than a second to register his rock-solid cock, bouncing against his lower stomach. Slightly surprised that he got this hard with zero touching, you were ambushed by his quick move to grasp you and likely get you on all fours.
Fighting him off playfully, you twisted and wriggled, not allowing him to lay you on your belly. As usual, he was careful not to hurt you, and you used your size difference to your advantage. He conceded all of the hits and shoves, determined to get you in his hold by catching your wrists. But soon he had to simply pin you down on the bed, using both force and his body mass. Finally submitting to his weight on top of you and showing your teeth in a defeated smile, you dug into his hair with one hand, battling his grip.
Kim Seokwoo loved when you touched his hair. The gentle scratch of your nails against his scalp almost sent him into ecstasy every time, so he hurriedly pushed into you before it was too late. You cried out, even though it didn’t hurt, and he pulled back slowly, eyes trained on your face.
‘Deep and hard,’ you told him, sounding hoarse and slightly desperate. ‘Make me come quickly.’
He swallowed, pecking you on the lips swiftly, and slammed back into you. After a round with Inseong and a torturous oral with Seokwoo, your pussy was so swollen and tender that you could barely stand the abrupt contact it was making with his skin. Squealing and grasping, you left superficial scratches on his back as your hands traveled down the curve of it.
His glutes were flexing rhythmically underneath your palms, and you were almost hypnotized by the way his tongue ran over his luscious lips. The mole on his chin added to your madness, and you grabbed his neck with one hand to plant a kiss over it. He wasn’t satisfied with just that, and his tongue slipped between your lips, momentarily taking over.
Whining into his mouth, you allowed him to devour you, while his hips continued hammering you down. It wasn’t his usual style, but your request (order?) was to make you come quickly, so he knew you were not in the mood for a slow session. And testing your patience was definitely a challenge for another day. Thus, he used all of his athletic ability to keep the intensity of his thrusts high, making your walls start to pulse in a familiar way around him.
‘Noona…’ He sighed, gripping you tighter as his movements became rougher.
‘Mm-ah,’ you jolted in his arms, body trembling uncontrollably.
A sling of curses followed, and you fist pressed into his shoulder in an attempt to get some distance between you. But he kept going, spurred on by your high-pitched moans, and in mere seconds you heard his breathy groan. Keening at the feeling of his seed flooding your insides and dripping out slowly when he rocked back and forth gently, you threw your head back. Seokwoo slipped out of you, moving down to rest his head on your exposed chest for a few moments, and you went with the flow.
Some time later, your trance was disrupted by the rustle of tissues.
Opening your eyes and turning to the side, you saw Inseong, who was wiping what could only be cum off of his stomach.
‘Oppa?’ You called, attracting Seokwoo’s attention as well, despite him almost dozing off on top of you.
Inseong met your eyes and chuckled.
‘What? You didn’t think I was gonna watch you and not get off?’
You motioned for him to join you.
‘I want cuddles.’
‘Yes, princess,’ he replied, throwing the used tissues on the floor without a care before scooting closer to you.
Seokwoo rolled off of you with slight displeasure, and Inseong tugged at the duvet to get it from under you. He knew you were getting cold quickly after sex, so the first thing he did after cleaning up was wrapping you in the covers. When all three of you were tucked underneath, the blond immediately clung to you from behind, intertwining your legs.
Seokwoo turned away already since he liked to lie on his side as well, but his bare back seemed quite lonely at this time. You traced his spine with your index finger slowly.
‘What lesson have you learned today?’ You asked him in a semi-stern tone.
‘I shouldn’t have ignored noona,’ he mumbled in response, sounding like a scolded puppy.
‘Are you gonna do this again?’ You asked, and were met with silence. ‘Hm?’
‘No..?’ He replied, and you huffed at the response.
‘He’s gonna toy with you even now,’ Inseong laughed, and you shoved at Seokwoo’s shoulder blade with your fist.
‘Yah, is that your final answer-’
‘I love you, noona!’ He interrupted, melting your anger away with the sucker punch phrase. ‘Please love me back.’
‘Ugh, this little-’ You rolled your eyes, unable to remain strict at all.
Inseong nudged your butt forward, and you got closer to the younger one’s body. Sighing, you finally wrapped your arms around his waist, accepting him as the (giant) little spoon. He instantly became a purring mess in front of you, stroking the arm you were hugging him with.
‘I guess it’s better late than never…’ You muttered, placing a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. Just like that, you officially made up.
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A/N: Not gonna lie, I'm dying for some feedback. It feels like I'm posting my first story ever, I was very uncertain about posting it 🙃 I do hope that there are many SF9 stans out there to enjoy this, but I haven't interacted with many (which I would love to). There are some other sf9 stories coming along... with different pairings (cz I'm a hoe? lol) Anyways, let me know what you think! Also, my masterlist is now mostly EXO, but check it out if you're interested~
P.S. Not at me rushing to post the story because I was just hanging out with Dawon in my dream today lmao Can't disappoint my bestie 😂😂😂
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Promise | Rowoon | (f)
Summary: A meeting with friends gets Rowoon thinking about your relationship and your future together, as well as the ring hidden in his pocket.
Word count: 1k
Warnings: none
The keys rattled in the lock and the door opened. You meant to stand up and go greet your man, but Seokwoo was in a rush today. You could hear him struggling to pull off his shoes as quickly as possible and almost tripping over his own feet as he run into the living room where you sat on the couch, chuckling at his eagerness to see you. He towered over you even as he sat down and pulled you into a hug before you could say anything.
“Baby, did something happen?” you laugh, but accept his clinginess without complaining. You’re happy to see him too, after all.
“No?” he tries but he’s never been good at hiding things from you. You get suspicious immediately, trying to pull away from him. He holds you tighter as you struggle.
“Kim Seokwoo, let me go or you’re in trouble,” you warn him. You’d like to sound strict but it’s impossible through your laughter.
“I will, but you need to promise me that you won’t make a big deal out of this,” he says and there’s more anxiety than you expected in his voice, which makes you freeze and calmly pull away from him.
“What are you talking about?” you ask, confused. He licks his lips and looks down, thinking about how to approach this.
“Well, I mean it’s kind of serious - but not as much as it will look like, I swear. Just - don’t freak out? Really, it doesn’t have to mean anything, or it could if you want to-” he keeps on rambling until you shut him up with a kiss. His eyes widen in surprise but he soon melts into the kiss, leaving the power all to you. Only when you need to breathe you break the kiss and smile at him.
“I don’t know why you’re so nervous, but I promise we’ll handle it together, okay? And I will try not to freak out, but I can’t promise anything when you’re being so mysterious,” you reassure him, squeezing his knee. He nods with a deep exhale and then he reaches into his pocket.
“No freaking out, okay?” he reminds you as he reveals the hand but there’s something sparkling between his fingers - a ring. You give him a panicked, confused look.
“See! I told you to stay calm!” he whines as he runs his other hand through his hair.
“Okay, then maybe explain?” you try to stay calm but your heart is beating so loud you barely hear your own voice.
“It’s- Well, it’s a promise ring - not engagement ring,” he chuckles an anxious laugh, and you breathe out, somehow calmer.
“And I want you to have it because,” he clears his throat, “I promise to, one day, make you mine. And everyone will know that you’re mine. I’ll ask you to marry me, and we’ll live together and everyone will know that I’m yours and only yours. I hope that day comes soon, but until then, will you accept this ring, and the promise it carries?”
His eyes keep falling down to the ring between his fingers as he speaks but as he finishes, he looks up to meet your gaze. Your eyes are filled with tears, a few of them already falling down your cheeks as you finally inhale and nod, all but tackling your boyfriend backwards as you attack him with a tight hug.
You desperately want to respond but you’re choking on words, almost as much as your hold is choking Seokwoo. He manages to get your attention with a gentle tap on your shoulder and you giggle, seeing his distressed expression. You wipe away your tears and get your breathing under control.
“Baby?” you speak out, finally recovering from the shock. He hums, his soft smile almost making you cry again.
“I love the gesture, and I love you,” you say and he’s about to respond when you interrupt him, “But did something happen? You know you needn’t have bought me a ring, even though I’m very, very happy and grateful. We talked about this, we both know we’re serious about this relationship.” He nods and takes your hand into his, stroking your skin deep in his thoughts.
“Honey, did something happen?” you repeat yourself. He avoids your eyes again and scratches the back of his neck and you know that something is going on. Eventually, he does talk.
“First of all, I had that ring for a while now, I just couldn’t find the right occasion to give it to you,” he explains but then sighs, “But today the members and I, we were hanging out with some friends and they talked about one of their friends who’s trying to get over a break up and apparently, they broke up because they just couldn’t handle the pressure and having to keep the relationship a secret and sneaking around and I, I don’t know. I got scared, I know we aren’t like that, but stil...”
His voice gets lower and lower and he’s murmuring something under his breath and your eyes soften even more as you take his hand into yours.
“You really don’t have to worry about that,” you smile at him, leaning in to kiss him. He kisses you back just as gently. “We’ve talked about it a lot, haven’t we? And every time the pressure gets too much or we don’t see each other a lot, we figure it out. We’re a team, Seokwoo, as long as we work together, we can get over anything.” Your words seem to be reassurance enough as he again nods his head and squeezes your hands in his.
“And… yes, I accept,” you breathe out. Your mind is suddenly blank and you can’t stop the smile spreading on your lips. His smile is just as bright as he raises your hand and slides the ring on your finger. It fits you perfectly, it’s a love at first sight. You stare at the band on your finger while Seokwoo stares at you, his eyes soft and full of love. He really can’t wait for the day he will get on one knee and offer you another ring.
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Tall Hot Boyfie and His Tall Hot Friend | k.m.g | k.s.w
Summary: Your boyfriend has been neglecting you for long enough, and you decide to take things into your own hands. Is it your fault that your boyfriend’s very attractive colleague is there the night you decide to do so?
☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut | ♥ completed works
Word Count: 2106 words
Pairings: Kim Mingyu x Female Reader x Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Female Reader
Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: PWP, smut
Content Warnings: Mentions of alcohol
Smut Warnings: Kissing, threesome, oral sex (f receiving), finger, rough sex (sorta), squirting, overstimulation, cum eating, very, very brief m x m. Spanking, like once, dirty talk.
Authors Note 1: Thank you so much to @hwasangelbaby for beta'ing this 💕
Authors Note 2: Look, wbk how bad I am down for Mingyu, but Rowoon--I blame Tomorrow and Destined For You, and in general my love for tall hot men. So this fic happened. Also, I repurposed an old fic to make this heh.
Tagging a few lovlies: @dejavernon, @gyuwoncheol @smileysuh @duhnova @kmgkmg
Cross Posted on AO3
© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.
It was the fourth night in a row when your boyfriend cancelled on you at the last minute. You couldn't be too mad either, being the CEO of the most prestigious banks in Seoul. Kim Seokwoo had a lot of work, and while you usually were patient, you had run out.
Aside from merely missing dates, he last touched you nearly two weeks ago. Every night he got home, you wanted nothing more than to ask him to fuck you and make you beg for more, scream his name and shiver from overstimulation.
Except he looked so exhausted from work you couldn't bring yourself to ask him to fuck you senseless.
“Baby girl, not now. Daddy's too tired” was the same response you'd been getting for at least two weeks.
You'd been patient, but two weeks was too long, and you needed him. You were done being understanding. You needed him and needed him now, and you weren't taking no for an answer.
You even offered to take care of him, you just wanted to touch him and sink to your knees and take his cock in your mouth and make him cum, but he shook off your advances.
“Yes, Mr. Kim, I understand what you're saying, but it's just getting ridiculous that I must explain to the board why I'm making decisions. I'm the fucking CEO.” You heard Seokwoo bellow downstairs.
Your curiosity got the better of you, and you went downstairs to the living room, where you saw your boyfriend wearing a black suit with his sleeves rolled up and exposing his tanned and toned arms.
His tie was loosened and just dangling loosely around his neck. You shook your head; you came downstairs to find out what your boyfriend had so worked up. Instead, his appearance got you flustered.
“Listen to me. Your arrogance is why the board doesn't trust you. Yes, you are the CEO, but you cannot ignore the presence of the board. They are there to help you.” The voice belonged to a man you could only describe as ungodly handsome. His stern gaze and delicate features made you swoon.
You were a loyal girlfriend, and no one could ever doubt it. You and Seokwoo had your indulgences, and a threesome was on the list of things you both wanted to try yet never had an opportunity to do so, and this beautiful man in front of you was making your head swirl and fueling your wildest dreams.
The thought of your boyfriend fucking you, making you beg, and while you were sucking off this handsome stranger's cock, made you feel lightheaded.
“Mingyu-” Seokwoo started to say.
Oh wow, a beautiful name for a handsome man, you thought.
“Listen, take a break. We can discuss this; let's have a drink. The three of us discuss this calmly.” Mingyu stated calmly, and you realised you had been noticed.
“Three of us?” Seokwoo questions, keeping his back to you.
“I believe that is your beautiful girlfriend; you talk about her a lot. It wasn't hard to identify her.” Mingyu casually said. His confidence and calmness stirred something in you.
“Baby? You know better than to interrupt my meetings,” Seokwoo said sternly, his eyebrow cocking as he expressed his displeasure at you interrupting your meeting.
Typically, you would apologise and accept your punishment later on.
Not tonight.
You didn't know whether it was the lack of intimacy, the handsome stranger or your boyfriend, but you would not be a good girl. You weren't going to behave. You were going to be a brat, and fuck, if Mingyu wanted to watch or join, he could.
“And you know better than to leave your girlfriend alone for two weeks and not touch her,” you stated calmly and confidently.
Both men looked shocked for a split second. Seokwoo recovered with a gaze that you only saw when you disobeyed him. Mingyu, on the other hand, got up from his relaxed position on the sofa and extended a hand out to you.
“Hyung, do I need to teach you everything? I understand you see me as your advisor, but I thought you were more than capable of caring for your lady?” Mingyu teased as he intertwined his fingers with yours.
You were at a loss for words but kept a poker face. Seokwoo, on the other hand, got visibly more annoyed, his jaw clenched.
“Mingyu, I can take care of her just fine.” He spoke back, gritting his teeth.
“Really? Is that why I haven't had your dick inside me for the last two weeks? Is that why your baby girl had to use her fingers to cum?” You responded while smirking. You didn't know where this newfound sense of boldness came from, but god, did you love it.
“I believe Mingyu said we should all drink together, so let's do that. It's the least you can do for not fucking me, Daddy,” you said, making Seokwoo hiss in annoyance.
“Wow! Hyung, you got yourself a bratty one, didn't you?” He laughed and turned his attention to you.
“Tell me, pretty girl, what's your poison?”
“Whiskey neat,” you responded.
“Hyung, you heard the pretty lady. Get us all a drink, and we can talk about how we can fix several issues,” Mingyu suggested.
Seokwoo stayed still. He was getting angrier by the minute, but the way you were acting also had his trousers getting tighter, and he wanted nothing more than to put you on your hands and knees and fuck you until you cried his name.
“Daddy, please, your baby is thirsty. Don't worry, Mingyu can keep me company in the meantime,” you say as you sit on the sofa. Mingyu follows you and sits beside you, still holding your hand.
Seokwoo growled, and that growl shot straight to your core and instantly started soaking your panties. You rubbed your thighs together in a feeble attempt to relieve yourself.
The action didn't go unnoticed by either man. Seokwoo responded to your pathetic attempts by walking into the kitchen to grab the drinks while Mingyu slowly stroked your thigh.
“Baby, don't think I didn't notice you. You got wet from a growl. You are a dirty little whore,” Mingyu praised calmly, smirking. Your arousal and his words had you so confused yet wanting to know more.
“Hyung, you were right,” Mingyu exclaimed as your boyfriend returned from the kitchen with the drinks in his hand.
You were so confused.
“What did I tell you? She is a dirty slut. Look at her. She saw her boyfriend and another handsome man, and she's a mess,” Your boyfriend spat, making you whimper.
Feigning innocence, you meekly said, “Seokwoo?”
Seokwoo glared at you, downed his drink, yanked you out of Mingyu’s arms and placed you on the floor. He leaned down to you, his hot breath fanning your face, and at this point, you were sure your arousal was dripping onto the floor.
“Baby, you're so needy, and I was going to take care of you tonight, but you couldn't listen and wait. So, whores like you deserve to be punished,” Seokwoo taunted, and your mind was hazy with arousal yet going wild with fantasies.
As if reading your mind, Seokwoo moved back onto the sofa, grabbed Mingyu by his neck, and kissed his jaw.
“Daddy, please,” you whimpered.
“Jealous?” Seokwoo taunted, making you whine, and both men scoffed at you, not paying you any attention. You felt so desperate you needed something. You removed your shirt, undid your shorts, and discarded your bra and underwear. You spread your legs and started circling your clit.
“Daddy, please fuck me,” you let out a soft whimper as you begged, this time, both men noticed, and neither was impressed.
“Baby girl, because we have a guest, I won't punish you,” Seokwoo said calmly. He extended his arm out to you, and you grabbed onto it. Seokwoo sat you down between both of them. The position made you giddy, and you couldn't stop squirming.
“Hyung, let's put the poor girl out of her misery, shall we?” Mingyu suggested as he rose from his seat and started discarding his clothes.
You started drooling when you saw his cock, it was large and thick and curved slightly, and you knew it would hit you in all the right places.
“Look at her, Hyung. She's already drooling for my cock. Do you want it, pretty girl? My cock in your mouth?” Mingyu teased, and you shook your head furiously, your words failing you.
At this moment, Seokwoo stood up and stripped himself from the four years of being together. You could never tire of the sight of your boyfriend naked.
Both men, now naked, took their positions back on the sofa, only this time Mingyu sat slightly far away from you and pushed you back so you were leaning on Seokwoo’s chest. You felt Seokwoo get hard under you, and the thought of it made you tremble.
Mingyu snaked his large hand down to your breast, slowly rubbing and pinching the nipple. His hands trailed down further to reach your pussy; he teased you.
Mingyu’s fingers were ghosting your clit and entrance. He finally showed mercy and slid a long finger into your wet pussy.
“Fuck pretty, so fucking wet,” Mingyu praised as he moved down, hovering over your face and softly kissing you. While he added another finger inside you and started moving his hand against your g-spot.
It was embarrassing how close you were, but these men had worked you up so much. Mingyu crawled down your body until his lips reached your dripping cunt.
Mingyu stuck his tongue out and gave your pussy a tentative lick, and you moaned and squirmed about from the teasing, but Seokwoo’s strong arms held you in place.
Mingyu put you out of your misery almost instantly. He wrapped his plump lips around your clit and sucked and fingered you. He showed no signs of slowing. On the other hand, you were starting to get so close, and you were almost there until Mingyu stopped, leaving you a whimpering mess.
“No, pretty, if you cum, you cum around my cock,” saying this, Mingyu lined his cock along your swollen and sensitive folds, making you shudder, and without warning, filled you up.
He showed no mercy and set an animalistic pace; you fell apart and around his cock. Your pussy clenched around him, making him groan and growl, only making him fuck you senseless through your orgasm till he reached his own.
Mingyu finished, his cum coating your walls and pulled out from you.
In an instant, Mingyu reattached his lips to your cunt, and pushed his tongue into your cunt. He was collecting his cum on his tongue. You shuddered and nearly cried from the overstimulation.
You suddenly felt Seokwoo let go of you and fell back onto the sofa.
Seokwoo grabbed you by your waist and flipped you onto your hands and knees with no time to readjust. Without warning, he pushed himself into you.
Seokwoo set a pace much like Mingyu, fucking you hard and with no signs of slowing down. He fucked you as your second orgasm hit you, you shook, trembling, but Seokwoo showed no mercy.
He kept fucking and fucking. You felt something like a coil come undone inside you. You came hard and shook and started whimpering.
“Baby? You okay?” Gone was the dominant Sekokwoo; instead, a loving disposition took over. You nodded, still shaking.
“Baby girl, you just squirted all over daddy’s cock,” Seokwoo stated, smirking and groaning, and you whined and shivered when Seokwoo slid his cock back inside your pussy, fucking you again as he chased his orgasm.
“Fuck baby, you are so fucking tight,” Seokwoo moaned.
Seokwoo’s thrusts started slowing down, and you felt him still and released into your pussy. He quickly scooped up his cum with his long fingers and walked over to Mingyu, and made him suck on his finger, making you whimper at the sight.
“Well, Hyung, I guess you know how to please your girl,” Mingyu teased as he dressed quickly and left the apartment.
“Thank you, baby, thank you,” you said breathlessly once the door shut behind Mingyu.
“Baby?” Seokwoo said incredulously.
“Baby, after a stunt like that, you think I'm done with you? You’re in trouble now. It’s still Daddy for you,” Seokwoo warned as he picked up your limp body off the sofa, threw you onto his shoulders, and made his way to the bedroom, slapping you on your ass for good measure.
This night was far from over.
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Little scenario idea where it's your birthday so Seokwoo gives you countless orgasms until someone bangs on your door to cut it out <3
Someone?? okay, let's see who. (I changed your prompt a little bit because sometimes lovey doveys forget to lock the door)
Pairing: Rowoon x female reader
smut under the cut
That was a weekday, a Wednesday to be more specific. Your boyfriend was in a busy season, yet had an absolutely sweet call with you while both of you had your breakfast that morning before work.
Since Seokwoo made clear that he would not be able to pick you up for your dinner until 8pm, you set a home date with your bestie earlier on the same day. That was your birthday, you were supposed to be pampered by everyone.
When your doorbell rang you were sure that it was her, thus you ran to the door with a dumb smile. However, you widened your eyes to your 1,90m tall man holding pink roses for you. He winked with a superior seductive wrinkle on his nose.
"It's so early. You surprised, my love" you murmured as he leaned down to kiss you. The bouquet was simultaneously left in your hands. The smell of flowers flooded your lovesick brain making you more misty than you already were thanks to his presence.
"I love you so much" he whispered after you all have broken the kiss. to come inside and close the door.
You sat on his lap on the couch. The existence of your girl friend has absolutely vanished from your mind at that point. Maybe that was Seokwoo's lips stuck on your neck, maybe that was his hard-on poking you from under. That felt so right, your body became weak in his hold.
"Happy birthday" he signed struggling to let you go but he crave to take your clothes off and feel more of you.
There was no resistance on your part, only airy moans and a hypnotized gaze. He pushed his member past your folds with ease while confidently facing you. His hands moved from cupping your breasts to rubbing your nipples in a wet massage. He was giving you everything: his time, his skills, himself.
You couldn't contain loud whimpers until he got tired of forcing more and more exquisite orgasms on you. That was as if never-ending petals of roses were showering you and him. Finally, his moves slowed down until its suspension. He covered you with his body and deliciously pressed you against the couch. That was when you opened your eyes to the clock on the wall but it was too late.
The door slammed open with your friend wearing a cute birthday hat.
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On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader
SF9
A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom
What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU)
16th Floor | 🍓🤸♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)
SHINee
Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader
It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader
Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader
Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader
Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader
Stray Kids
Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader
1 2 3 4
Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader
Super Junior
The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]
Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader
The Boyz
Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader
TVXQ!
Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)
The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)
TXT
Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)
WINNER
I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3
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Day 7: Rowoon + Daddy kink
Pairing: Rowoon x female reader
Genre: Smut
Word count: 1323
Warnings: Daddy kink, dirty talk, slight degradation, orgasm denial, nipple play, slight dacryphilia, begging, slight biting, fingering
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Your pride always got you into all sorts of trouble, but you think the mess you’ve gotten yourself into now just has to take the cake. You ex is balls deep inside you, your fingers laced together tightly as he fucks you from below.
“Daddy,” you whimper, knowing you need more from him to come. You decide you can hate yourself for running straight into his arms later, after you’ve had the mind blowing orgasm he’s about to give you.
Seokwoo smirks, squeezing your hands with his own. The gold chain around his neck rests in a pool of sweat, his skin glistening in the low light of the room. “You love it like this, don’t you?” he sighs, grinding his hips up slowly. It ruins the momentum of your orgasm, so you cry out and try to pull your hands away from his. When that fails, you try to bounce yourself on his cock instead. But Seokwoo is too strong, so you’re left to whine in frustration.
“Poor baby,” Seokwoo teases, his strength keeping you pinned exactly where he wants you. He’s always loved seeing you turn into a desperate mess on top of him, willing to do whatever it takes to get off. Right now, it’s your punishment for thinking you can leave him; a reminder that nobody will ever fuck you this good again. That may or may not be true, but he’s letting it feed his ego for now.
“Turn over and sit on my cock,” he instructs, motioning with your interlocked hands. You’re annoyed, but you decide to listen to him because you know your orgasm depends on it. You stand up, his cock falling out of you. The emptiness is annoying for a second and then you turn around, grabbing his dick and lowering yourself back onto it. Seokwoo’s hands grab your hips and guide you, soft moans leaving your mouth as you take in his massive cock inch by inch.
“Please,” you whimper when he bottoms out and grabs your breasts in his hands. He rubs your nipples until they turn into stiff peaks, holding you tightly against his chest as he thrusts up slowly into your pussy. “Seokwoo, it hurts. I need to cum…”
“Do you think you deserve it?” he hisses into your ear, pinching one of your nipples roughly. “You can’t even remember the right name for me, Y/N.”
“Daddy,” you correct yourself, tears welling up in your eyes. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you turned up at your ex’s door tonight; he always loved to punish you, even when you were together. But you’d been here for hours already, Seokwoo taking you in so many different positions you’d lost count. And your orgasm has been ruined by him every single time, so your pussy is throbbing with need. “Please daddy, I’ll be good from now on.”
Seokwoo slides his hands down your sides to your hips. He presses kisses along your shoulder, teeth nipping at the skin every few inches. “You promise, huh?” he muses, one of his hands wandering down to your clit and rubbing it teasingly. “You won’t leave me again?”
You shake your head furiously. Now that he’s touching you where you want him most, you’ll say anything to keep Seokwoo there. Though you’re not exactly lying either.
You’d be hard pressed to admit it in any other situation, but dumping Seokwoo had not turned out to be the great decision you thought it was. For one thing, all the sex you’d had since him had left you unsatisfied, maybe even borderline irritated. Your other partners had been to scared to treat you the way you wanted to be treated in bed, too insecure to use the toys you liked to use, too vanilla to have sex the way you truly wanted.
Aside from that, you weren’t respected outside of the bedroom either. Though your partners couldn’t find the balls to smack you around during sex, they certainly had no problems with degrading you in public. They never lasted after that because you had enough self respect to not allow that treatment. Seokwoo had apparently been your perfect match, and not just in the bedroom.
“You’re zoning out,” Seokwoo reminds you suddenly, pinching your clit. Your hips jerk in surprise and you let out a mewl, your head falling back onto his shoulder. He takes the opportunity to kiss you deeply, his fingers digging into your hip so hard there will definitely be bruises tomorrow. A nice little reminder for your momentary lapse of judgment.
“You promise you’re going to stay with me this time?” he asks again, looking into your eyes. Despite the situation, you can tell he’s serious and that if you give him the wrong answer, everything will stop.
You nod anyway. “Yes, I’m not going anywhere,” you tell him. “I…I made a mistake leaving you.”
Seokwoo smiles, a genuine one for the first time since he opened his door tonight. He grabs your hips and starts a brutal pace, bouncing you on his cock so quickly that all you can do is moan loudly.
“Right there, daddy,” you gasp, clinging onto his arms so you don’t fall over. His strength would never allow it, but you need to ground yourself somehow.
“Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he grunts, holding you close to his chest. “You’ll never leave me again when I’m done with you.”
You feel the knot in your stomach tightening, and before you can do anything else, you’re coming all over Seokwoo’s cock, your walls fluttering around him. He holds you through it, kissing your neck.
When you’re done, he pulls you off of his softening dick and lays you down on the bed, immediately wrapping his arms around your body as he presses up against your back. “What about you?” you murmur, too tired to do much but still able to feel his hard length brushing up against your ass.
“Later,” he assures you, kissing the spot behind your ear. Seokwoo’s hands gently rub all over your body, making you shiver and sigh as you relax into his touch.
“This doesn’t feel like later,” you laugh breathlessly when his fingers dip into your folds a few minutes later. Seokwoo swings his leg over you and smirks, rubbing his tip along your entrance teasingly.
“I’ve got a lot of time to make up for,” he says, pushing inside you again. You grab at his broad shoulders, your walls still sensitive from your earlier orgasm. The pace is much slower this time, but feeling him moving inside you turns you on so much that your orgasm builds quicker than before.
“Daddy,” you gasp. “Right there! Feels so good, don’t stop! Please don’t stop.”
Seokwoo kisses you deeply, his hand sliding between your bodies to rub circles over your clit. You start shaking from the pleasure, moaning as you hold onto his shoulders for dear life. His thrusts get sloppy as he reaches his orgasm, his hot cum filling you up. It sends you into your own release, your walls milking out what’s left from him.
Spent, the two of you roll onto your backs, looking at the ceiling. You wonder about where to go from here, but Seokwoo gently laces your fingers together and you turn to look at him.
“I really did miss you,” he says. “Not just the sex, either.”
You can’t help but laugh at that, though you feel the same. “I know what you mean, Seokwoo,” you agree. “We were good together and I stupidly threw it away.”
Your ex looks at you with his big brown eyes, and it’s so intense you have to divert your gaze after a few moments. It’s another few beats of silence before he speaks up, surprising you. “We could always try again, couldn’t we?”
You’re not sure if it’s a good idea, but you want to try.
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UNDER HIS SKIN || JJK || Ch. 7
Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader
Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.
Summary: They say there are two versions for every story, and it's important to hear both of them. Everybody is hearing your side of the story, but it's just fair to get to know his.
After breaking up with his girlfriend, the only thing he wanted was to have fun with no attachment. You wanted to get rid of your virginity, and he wanted to tick you off his list. What he didn't expect was getting so emotionally attached to you that he would regret the deal.
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Laughing nervously, she runs away from that spot and heads back to where we all are sitting. And that makes me wonder where is that girl that seems so sure of herself whenever she's confronting me, and why she looks so innocent and clumsy when she's talking to Seokwoo. She didn't even know where to keep her gaze.
I roll my eyes at myself. What the fuck I'm doing.
I walk to Yoongi and Hobi, who seem to be having some fun away from the big group. They both work together, so I'm not surprised they spend some time talking about work. But even when I'm here, trying to insert myself in their conversation, they always manage to draw it back to one court case in concrete.
I look around in the room, my eyes instantly falling back to her as if there wasn't anything else I could look at right now. She's playing with her empty glass, moving the liquid that rests on the bottom while once in a while she looks at Tammy and Steve dancing and singing to the music they started to play.
One curious look and timid smile when her friend turns to her, only to go back to puckering her lips and focus on her glass as soon as Tam turns around to keep dancing.
I must be looking too hard, because I see her moving uncomfortably on her seat before her head lifts from her glass and looks for the owner of that gaze. She instantly looks at her left -and by the way her eyes widen when she looks towards my cousin's direction, I can tell she had a bit of hope he was the one checking her out and making her nervous. Her eyes drop when she realizes it's not him, but she keeps looking until she finds me. She slightly throws her head back and breathes deeply, showing off not only disappointment, but also annoyance.
She keeps her eyes on mine for a few seconds. And that intense look could make me twitch in my pants if it weren't because I'm surrounded by people. I must be sick in the head, because how the hell I'm turned on by her being done with me.
I keep moving around, changing groups, chatting to everybody as I try to find a way to distract myself. I know I should have stayed home. And Tae confirms that when he sends me a picture of his TV, while he's playing one of those shooting games he knows I love playing.
This motherfucker.
I lock the screen and save my phone on the back of my jeans, giving a sip to my drink while my eyes wander around the room. Just now I find out that it's less of us here, and I pay special attention to a certain someone missing.
—We all should also go to sleep —Namjoon suggests, getting our attention—. It'd be nice to wake up early, and take a walk near the lake before we leave.
—I second that —Tammy snaps her fingers, getting up from the couch.
It's not like I'm sleepy, and my sleeping schedule has been a little fucked up ever since I went back to living on my own. Going to sleep at 3 am for me, as of now, is early. So when everybody starts agreeing on going to bed, I feel bummed. Although it's not exactly for the fact of going to my room and staying on the phone -for three hours more, maybe. And, while thinking that, I realize I'm sharing the same room with Y/N.
Oh, this is about to get better now.
I make my way upstairs and head to my room, finding it completely dark. Although the momentarily light that comes in when I open the door allows me to see the empty bed, and a missing pillow.
I chuckle silently after I close it, spotting her improvised bed on the floor when I bend my body a little trying to spot her in the darkness. I start taking my clothes off, only keeping my boxers, before I let my body fall heavily on the mattress and cover it with the blankets.
I know it's her decision, I know she's the one who chose to sleep on the ground, and I bet she's aware she'll wake up with an awful back pain tomorrow morning. And that's why I wonder if I should insist on making her get in the bed, even if that means that I'll end up sleeping on the floor in her place.
I huff, finally giving in and speaking to her out loud.
—Get on the bed.
She doesn't answer. Y/n doesn't even move, and I bet she really thinks I'll buy she's asleep when I came to the room only five minutes later than her.
—Will you really make me get up and get you in bed myself?
No answer again, and I know that will be it. I get off the blankets and jump out of the bed, determined to walk to her place and get her on bed myself. I only stop when she speaks, and finally stands up.
—Alright —she stops my steps, sitting on the floor—. I'll go.
I see her throwing her pillow back to the bed. And the way she's standing there, looking at me through the darkness, hints how she's waiting for me to turn around to make the next move. I sigh, giving in and walking back to my place.
I still manage to see a glimpse of her exposed thighs because of those extremely short shorts before she covers them with the blankets. I'm ready to get my pillow and go back to what Y/n was planning to call her bed tonight, because I know she'll complain and try to drag me there. But she never does.
—Happy now?
—Very.
I lie next to her on my back, thinking it's finally over. But I feel a soft and fluffy fabric on my leg and torso, finding Y/n putting a pillow between our bodies before going back to lying on her back.
—Is it really necessary? —I support my weight on my elbow to look at her, hoping my eyes get used to the darkness soon.
—Yes —she moves on her side, her back facing me now.
—Are you afraid of me touching you tonight?
And there it goes.
Her whole body squirms only with the mention of being touched. She mutters a low "No", but the way her thighs move under the blankets and that loud gulp on her throat tell me everything I need to know.
Game's over.
I push the pillow, making it fall on our feet -still between our bodies. I encourage myself to touch her first. Softly and cautiously. I place my hand on the curve of her waist, getting a touch of the cotton fabric of her t-shirt. That makes her roll on her body, lying back on her back, trying to face me and I can clearly see the nervousness, despite the darkness, right now. That move makes my hand travel over her body, now resting in the middle of her belly.
My nose rubs against her cheek, keeping a safe but close distance between my lips and her skin, just enough to let her feel his warm breathing drawing her jawline and how close I could be of kissing her. My hand moves to the other side of her waist, and starts going lower until it reaches her hip.
—Is it the first time someone touches you this way?
I know she's lost and totally in for whatever that could happen now when she whispers a barely audible "Yes".
—Do you want me to stop? —I whisper really close to her ear.
—No —she manages to answer.
My lips curve in a satisfied smirk when the tone she uses is slightly higher than usual, while I keep going down her jaw and neck. I give soft and short kisses all over the exposed skin of her neck, as I let my hand wander over her body. It goes lower on her right thigh, getting a feel of how soft her skin actually is, before I move from one knee to the other and do the same movement, this time way down, on her left thigh.
She tries to turn her face and kiss me when I'm distracted enough, but I'm faster and move back to let her hang in the air.
My hand keeps going down, my fingers almost reaching her crotch -something that makes her jump in surprise, but that also makes her hips go up eager for my touch.
—I saw what happened down there —I murmur—. What went down with Seokwoo, how you didn't drink during the game. I'm also seeing how you keep reacting every single time I'm close to you, and touching you. It's as if you were new to all these things.
At first, the comment comes up more as a joke. She probably isn't, but the way she behaves kind of makes me think she might be.
—Are you a virgin?
—And why do you care?
I wasn't expecting that answer at all. I know the way she reacts as if she had been touched like this for the first time could be because of her inexperience -honestly, I'm good, but not that good to have someone gasping for her with just some caresses on the thigh.
All of sudden, a lot of things start making sense. Like the way she behaved with Seokwoo, or how she didn't drink at all when we were playing Never Have I Ever before.
And this, instead of turning me off, only makes me want to dig deeper in her.
—I could help you out with that —I simply say—. You know, dealing with guys and how to flirt with them, because you're clearly awful at it. Get more experience and confidence.
—And what are you getting out of it? —she squints her eyes.
I tilt my head, thinking of the answer. And it's quite simple. Deals are mutually beneficial agreements. Once I'm done with her, she'll be able to have any guy she wants; while I'll be able to get a taste of her without her trying to come at my throat every five business days.
—You.
I don't say much more, as I lean on her and bite her lower lip, taking it in between my teeth. That's the closest she'll be to a kiss tonight.
I palm her core playfully, making her jump again and whine for the brief and abrupt touch, but the whine gets louder when I move back to my place.
—Wha...?
—Sleep on it, cocktease.
Reaching back for the pillow on her feet, I try to place it under her head while I carefully lift her neck enough to place it there. I roll on the bed again, smiling as I let her think of my proposal.
#fanfic#ff#jungkook#jeon jungkook#jungkookxreader#jk#bts#wattpad#kookie#smut#jungkook smut#tattoistjk#tattooau#jungkook pov#Under His Skin#armpirate
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Hi!~ I saw your post about requests being open for SF9 fics! You made the post a while ago, so I checked your profile, and it doesn't seem as though your requests are currently closed, but if they are my apologies! You can just skip this if that's the case. But if they're still open, I have some fic ideas that I would love to see be made into full stories! Here are some ideas I've had, you absolutely do not have to do all of these! Feel free to pick and choose which ones speak to you and go from there! And there's no rush either! I've also added potential smut ideas for each story, but if you're not comfortable writing something like that, that's totally fine! Also, if it isn't too much trouble, could the reader in one of the stories be a trans man? I'm a trans guy and we don't get a lot of x reader fics written about us.
Bodyguard AU Youngbin where the reader is like, the 18th person in line to the throne, and Youngbin is the only bodyguard assigned to them since the royal family does not view them as a priority. However, Youngbin is hopelessly in love with them and views them as his top priority at all times and is actually the best bodyguard the royal family have because of his dedication to the job. The reader returns his affections but is unaware that Youngbin loves them back, thus creating relentless ~yearning~ from the both of them. A confession finally happens when the reader risks their life to save Youngbin despite it being Youngbin's literal actual job to do that for them. The reader will be in the hospital and Youngbin is worried sick and he stays with them 24/7, the poor lad hasn't slept a wink since he got there and when the reader finally wakes up, Youngbin declares his love for them because he would've lived the rest of his life filled with regret if the reader had died and they never got to know. Cue happy ending! Possessive sex would work for this story. But not like, toxic possessiveness?? Nothing yandere-esque. It would be more like, soulmate-y type possessiveness. Youngbin saying he's theirs and the reader saying they're his, constant eye contact, holding hands, cumming together, ya know that sort of thing.
Fashion Model AU Seokwoo where he's one of the most well-known fashion models in the entire world, and the reader has been his personal assistant since the very beginning, even before he had gotten famous. The reader is incredibly short, so there's a comically large height difference between the two of them, so Seokwoo has a lot of nicknames for the reader about how short they are. Nicknames like Cupcake, Shortie, Mouse, Cutie, Bunny, Baby, Honeybee, Puppy, Ladybug, etc. It is REALLY obvious to everyone but the reader that Seokwoo loves them. He's physically affectionate with everyone, but he's especially so with the reader. Clings to them all day long, LOVES picking them up and carrying them around cuz he thinks they're so cute, gets jealous in a very harmless, amusing, goofy sort of way where if he sees anyone attempting to flirt with the reader he runs over to them so fast he trips over his own long ass legs to get to their side as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, people hit on Seokwoo ALL THE TIME, but he does everything in his power to swat away all their advances cuz they mean nothing to him. Anytime it happens, it leaves the reader feeling a little grumpy, but they don't know why cuz when it comes to their own feelings, they're kind of a dummy. But eventually, it clicks for them that they're jealous, and it makes them sad cuz they think they're being selfish for feeling this way so they try to distance themselves from Seokwoo after that and he's HEARTBROKEN cuz he's Mr. ClingyMcClingyPants and the reader won't accept his cuddles anymore, and he wants to know why. Eventually, the reader can't deny those big sad brown eyes of his anymore so they admit that they love him and that they were jealous and Seokwoo is so happy he could fly he straight up GIGGLES like a madman and starts flailing around all giddy and lovestruck and the reader is just like "??? Does this mean you love me too?" And Seokwoo's just like "YES, DUH, OF COURSE, OMG!" I'm thinking wall sex for them cuz of the height difference also, Seokwoo has a HUGE size kink so when he sees how cute and small the reader looks with they're legs wrapped around his waist against the wall looking at him with nothing but adoration in their eyes he goes feral. And his dirty talk is nonstop he NEVER shuts up, he praises them the whole time. Notices the hickey on his collarbone the day afterwards and wears it like a badge of honor lmao. He's determined to have everyone in existence see it meanwhile, the reader is so bashful over it and that just makes Seokwoo SOOO SMUG cuz he's such a cheeky devil lol.
Secret Admirer AU Youngkyun where him and the reader are coworkers at an office, and the reader has a huge crush on them, so they start sending Youngkyun anonymous love letters and Youngkyun adores it so much he gets so giggly and soft over every letter. After he starts getting them he's determined to figure out who in the office is sending them and eventually he pieces it together cuz he notices the reader is the only one in the office with a pen that writes in pink ink and all the letters he's gotten are written in pink and in one letter the secret admirer mentioned that they love his singing voice and the reader is the only one that has caught him singing to himself as he got coffee from the break room. He wants to do something really special for the reader to let them know he likes them too so he invites them over to his place to "work together" but when the reader gets there he presents them with a beautiful origami flower that's made from all the letters the reader has sent him! Sweet, loving sex for these two cuz they're adorable. The next day the reader cleans up his place for him and finishes up some of the work he had to do at the office and Youngkyun is looking at them with so much love that you can practically see the wedding proposal ideas playing out in his head.
Childhood Friends to Lovers AU Inseong where him and the reader have been best friends since they were toddlers and are celebrating his birthday together and all of his other friends are there, but eventually the party ends and everyone leaves except for the reader and Inseong and they're just goofing off, cleaning up the big mess from the party together and at some point they start dancing around together, their bodies getting closer and closer and Inseong thinks about how pretty the reader is up close and the reader is thinking the same, and then they're both even closer and the reader briefly looks at Inseong's lips and Inseong immediately notices so he asks the reader if he could kiss them and the reader says yes and one thing leads to another until they're making love on the couch. The morning after Inseong wakes up by himself on the couch and instantly assumes the worst, his melodramatic self thinking, "true love is a MYTH, everything SUCKS, feelings are for LOSERS, I've just been ABANDONED!" until he actually uses that smarty pants brain of his to notice his surroundings and see that the reader is literally right behind him in the kitchen making him breakfast so he's all like "ACTUALLY, I'VE JUST CHANGED MY MIND, TRUE LOVE IS INDEED REAL AND IT'S STANDING RIGHT BEHIND ME MAKING ME PANCAKES!" Goes over to help the reader, and by help, I mean flex his pancake making skills, and by pancake making skills, I mean he burns them so bad the smoke alarm goes off lmao
- You can call me Merman Anon! 🧜♂️💙
Hi! Thank you for sending me a message and trusting me with your ideas :)
Unfortunately, I don't write scenarios anymore but I'm sure you'll find plenty of writers who will use your prompts.
Have a nice day/night, Merman Anon ✨
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the morning after ☆ 로운
for @jjddk ♡ i'm sorry this took a bit of a while >.<
warnings: this is all fluff heh but what happened the night before clearly wasn't 😳
summary: you wake up next to bf!Rowoon after,, that kind of night <3
your eyelids flutter open to a bare, tan, broad back facing you. some parts of the skin are flushed and blushing pink, and you trace your fingers over the tender parts.
the owner of this precious back, your boyfriend Seokwoo, starts moving in his sleep, rolling over to face you. your heart races and you're flustered to suddenly see his face so close up, his bare chest completely exposed to you. he's still asleep and his lips are parted, slightly swollen from the numerous times you kissed them just last night.
you bring up your fingers again to touch the curve of his jawline, feeling his smooth skin against your fingertips. you admire the way his chest slowly rises and falls, and how he looks so perfect even with his messy hair.
Seokwoo starts to sense that someone is watching him, even in his sleep. his eyelids slowly flutter open and he smiles when he sees his face so close to yours.
"good morning~" he says in a raspy voice that makes your heart flutter.
he leans forward and sleepily kisses your forehead and nose. then, he shifts so he can bring a hand up to lovingly stroke the top of your head.
"are you in pain? does it hurt a lot?" Seokwoo asks you.
"it hurts, but it's okay enough to handle," you speak softly, making Seokwoo suddenly want to pull you even closer. he pulls you so deeply into his embrace that your bodies are pressed together as you lay on your sides, your head leaning against Seokwoo's chest.
you can hear his heartbeat!
you flatten your palm against his ribcage to see if you can feel it, too, but Seokwoo laughs at you.
"are you trying to feel up my chest again?" he asks in a low tone.
"again?! n-no!" you retort, making Seokwoo laugh even harder. he wraps his arms around you more tightly, kissing the top of your head.
"i'm all yours, y/n. you can feel me up as much as you want," he says.
"even in public?" you joke.
"in public? y/n! i didn't know you were that type of person!" Seokwoo exclaims, playing along.
"n-no! i was joking!!" you shriek as Seokwoo pulls you on top of him.
the sight of you, all sleepy and dazed, bare skin and flushed features is the death of him. he pulls you down, low, so he can press his lips to yours. the way his warm hands feel on your back, the way he breathes into the kiss, the way his lips feel so soft, everything about Seokwoo makes you melt in his arms.
when you pull away and you both peer at one another, you lean down to cuddle into Seokwoo's chest. he rests his chin atop your head and holds one of your hands, playing with your fingers.
"y/n," he calls out.
"hm?"
"could we just stay like this, today?" Seokwoo asks.
"we could.. but i really want to shower," you say.
"can we.. shower together?" he asks.
"how about a bubble bath?!" you suggest, getting all excited and clapping your hands.
Seokwoo chuckles, poking your nose.
"anything for you, my love," he says, and you feel as though you're becoming one with the mattress as you stare into his loving eyes.
you run your fingers through his hair and Seokwoo's eyelids flutter shut as he feels your touch. you: his home, his safe space, his love, his world, his everything. laying next to you, waking up next to you is the stuff of dreams for him. but now it's his reality, and he feels so blessed for that.
"Seokwoo," you call out.
"hm?" Seokwoo responds, mimicking your reply from before.
"i love you," you say in a hushed tone.
his toned arms pull you closer so he can whisper it back in your ear: "i love you more, y/n".
#sf9 imagines#sf9 fluff#sf9 scenarios#rowoon imagines#rowoon fluff#seokwoo imagines#seokwoo fluff#seokwoo x reader#rowoon x reader#boyfriend!rowoon#boyfriend!seokwoo#sf9#rowoon#seokwoo#boyfriend!rowoon x reader#boyfriend!seokwoo x reader#sf9 au#sf9 drabbles#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#kpop fluff
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ALL THE STARS || ROWOON
The spicy scene in Destined With You inspired me to write this piece xo
Genre: Smut
Pairing: Rowoon/Kim Seokwoo x Fem reader
Word Count: 2.7K
Tags/warnings: Strangers to lovers ig?, they're just dating bro idk :), Lawyer!Rowoon, Flight attendant!reader, Dirty language, mentions of sextoys, oral sex (f and m receiving), rowoon has a big ass dick, unprotected sex, sex literally everywhere, porn with a little plot basically, praise kink, sir kink, slightly aged up!rowoon (to like early 30's), reader is in her early 20's, so much cum
Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123
ENJOY!
"So you must've visited a lot of countries then," Seokwoo said as he took a sip of his water, ice slightly clinking against the glass. You nodded and told him about your schedules as you worked on finishing the dessert.
It was your third date tonight and you were just telling him about how you started your work as a flight attendant. That is actually how the two of you met; he kept eyeing you up and down on that flight to Zurich.
Seokwoo went on a businesstrip there, he menitioned, and he would send you flirty or cheeky glances and smiles. You were weak at the knees soon enough, something you wouldn't show easily. This man was so charming you could not win from him, he had you at his mercy and he didn't even know it yet.
Before getting off the plane he had given you his card, asking you to call him that night and so you did. You stayed in Zurich for the weekend before hopping back on a plane to Seoul and you had a lovely evening where he took you to see the Ballet and treated you on dinner in a lovely French-styled restaurant.
The man was insightful and considerate. He kept everything respectful and clean but his flirty smile didn't get past you. He brought you back to your hotel and gave you a goodnight-kiss on the cheek. Back in Seoul you met him again for a more casual coffee date and here you were in the most romantic Italian restaurant, panties nearly soaked by how hot this man was.
And it's not even just his looks. Sure, he's sculpted like a Greek deity, you were very aware of that. Gorgeous hair and thick eyebrows, sharp jawline, good nose and plump lips and the most beautiful skin could get him anything he wanted. He was tall and intimidating, yet soft.
It was his actions that really made you down bad for him. He listened. It was nearly embarrassing to say but he listened and asked you questions, had actual nice conversations with you and gave you all the attention and princess treatment.
The way he was careful with you touched your heart in some way. These days all the men were pigs, looking for sex, being selfish and toxic. Yet this man seemed to be different. You tried so hard not to fall too hard and fast for him but he had you all wrapped around his finger. His delicious finger that you just couldn't wait to have in your mouth, to suck on. Or in your wet cunt.
His hands were warm and beautiful, large like the rest of him. It made you wonder what was under this suit of him. If you could just peek that would be enough to keep you going for a while, you thought to yourself.
You'd be fine if he wasn't so fine and so kind. But no, he had to be mr. Damn perfect and you needed to get on him now. All the fantasies of you throwing the table away to the side to jump on him were slowly becoming too much.
You were still talking about your work as you watched Seokwoo listen intently, but your eyes noticed when his gaze kept dropping to your lips, your neck, your jaw, your breasts, scanning you carefully.
If he could just slam his lips against yours and get those hands on your breasts and squeeze them you'd be fine, honestly. But he wasn't doing that. He was still being mr. Perfect. Fuck.
After sharing a piece of the most delicious tiramisu you've ever had in your life he paid the check and guided you to stand up. He stood behind you, helping you to get your jacket on again. His fingers brushed against your bare skin making you gasp slightly. Goosebumps raised on your skin while you felt yourself growing hotter and hotter on the inside.
His fingertips lingered on your skin so you knew he noticed it. He knew the affect that he had on you. "Shall we go, Y/N?" He asked as he handed you your purse. You smiled and nodded. "Let's."
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You were in his car minutes later, driving through the city. You hadn't discussed where you were going so you assumed he was going to drop you off at home again, which meant it'd be another night of you and your toycollection trying to keep yourself statisfied. But you weren't.
It had been quite some time since you've had some actual action and after a while the toys don't quelch that thirst any longer. You needed a real dick, a real man to tame the beast that awoke inside you.
Just as you were imagining another lonely night the man spoke up. "Do you mind coming to my place for a bit?"
Oh. There it was.
It sounded so innocent, coming to his place for a bit. Nothing had to happen, he could just comfortably get to know you. But you knew what he meant because the tension grew and grew, making you rub your thighs together ever so slightly. "No," you spoke, "I would not mind that at all."
He smiled and nodded, driving to his own place, which was apparently an apartment in a huge building. You knew the area was really wealthy so he must be earning a lot if he lived here. Of course he's a lawyer so that's kind of a given.
His apartment was plain but welcoming as you got in. You traded your strappy heels for comfortable slippers as you entered his living room. "Your place is quite nice," you smiled as your hand brushed against his arm. "I could show it to you, if you're interested," he offered.
And so he did, showing you every room in the place, except...
"What's in there?" You asked him, guessing for the bedroom. "That's my bedroom," he stated, confirming your thoughts. He opened the door and guided you in. The luxury was nearly overwhelming. Beautiful lights and materials were used and on top of that he has a gorgeous walk-in closet? Hand in marriage right now.
You walked into the walk-in closet and looked around, in awe of all of his clothes and shoes. "You really must be rich," you mumbled. He grinned and ran his left hand through his hair. "I am lucky," he nodded.
"But... I am even luckier to be going out with this beautiful lady," Seokwoo confessed as he stepped closer to you. His hand grazed slightly against your thigh before it caressed your cheek. He leaned in, his tall figure slowly coming towards you. The smell of his woody perfume penetrated your nostrils, making you sigh out of content.
His lips pressed against your own as he gently pushed you against the wall, accidentally turning off the light as you hit the switch. But he wasn't startled, his lips did not leave yours for a second. No, he was determined. Determined to claim you and make you his tonight.
The kiss was heated and set your body on fire. Your hands slid from his shoulders to his chest, slowly unbuttoning all the buttons of his shirt, revealing his toned chest and chiseled abs. He was perfection himself.
Seokwoo's fingers found the zipper of your dress, gently pulling it down. His hands landed on your ass and grabbed it tight for a second, making you moan into his mouth. You felt his tongue slide in and his hands were sliding down your dress. You were left in your black lacey underwear, a sexy revealing set that you had just bought in case this would've happened, which made you thank your past-self for doing so.
Your hands made it to Seokwoo's belt, undoing it and unbuttoning his pants. He slid off his pants and lifted you onto the large island in his walk-in closet. His hands slid over your legs as they wrapped around him, your hands entangled in his hair as he kissed your neck, softly sucking on your skin.
"Seokwoo," you moaned out. He kissed the valley between your breasts before undoing your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Seokwoo licked his lips and latched his tongue on your nipples, licking and sucking them. Your pussy clenched around nothing as his hands grazed your thighs, giving you goosebumps again.
"You're a fucking angel," he whispered underneath his breath as he kissed and gently kneaded your breasts. "God, please," you cried out as you felt yourself grow wetter by the second. You have never been this horny before, you must've soaked your panties entirely by now.
He slid off your panties and opened your legs, admiring you in all your glory. His cock strained against the material of his underwear, ready to be released. However, he needed to touch you first, he needed to get his mouth on you.
Seokwoo went down on you, hands tightened on your hips as his tongue slid through your folds, collecting your wetness. He moaned at the taste of you as he ate you out, making you throw your head back slightly. His tongue switched between pumping inside you and licking and sucking at your aching clit. You arched your back whenever you felt a little jolt of pleasure shooting down your spine.
You moaned out his name over and over again when he focussed on your clit now. You were worked up enough and you were ready to release any minute now. "Please, yes!" You cried out at a particular hard suck on your clit. It already felt better than the satisfyer you used every night. You clearly found yourself a new toy. Or were you his toy instead?
There was no time to think because suddenly your orgasm washed over you, making you moan loudly as your body shuddered, releasing your arousal on Seokwoo's tongue. You both panted out after he rode out your orgasm.
He took you in his arms and lifted you up again. Your legs wrapped around him with ease as he carried you to his bedroom. He let you down before sliding his boxers down, revealing his large, hard, leaking cock.
"Fuck," you breathed out. You pushed him down onto the bed as you got on your knees for him. He swallowed thickly as you licked it from the base all the way to the tip, collecting the arousal that formed in the slit.
"Please, angel," he hissed. You could see he was ready to burst, couldn't wait any longer, so you took his dick in your mouth. Your head bobbed up and down, tongue flat against the underside of his cock. Spit and arousal formed a mixture dripping down his cock, all the way to his balls.
He moaned out, not shy to be vocal as you nearly deepthroated him, something not many women could do. "You're so fucking good baby, so fucking good," he praised you as his hands found a way through your hair.
You noticed that he was getting close as his cock twitched in your mouth, so you released his dick with a pop. "I want you to fuck me," you stated. He nodded and laid you on the bed, towering over you. Before he could say anything you reached down and aligned his cock with your wet hole. "Put it inside me, sir."
He smirked and slid his hard length into you with ease. Seokwoo pushed it in deep, not having any mercy and not giving you any time to adjust to his size. No, he needed you now, he was gonna give it to you now. "Your pussy feels so good, it's so delicious and wet, baby."
"S-Seokwoo, Seokwoo, ah! Sir!" You moaned out as his cock moved deeply inside you, pace getting harder and faster with every thrust. "Please, oh God, please!"
"What is it angel? What is it that you want?" He grunted out. You cried out again as he slightly adjusted his position and moved faster, repeatedly hitting your g-spot, which he could tell from how loud you were getting.
"Fuck, right there hm? Right there, babygirl?" He groaned as he thrusted again and again, your brain clouded. You could hardly form any words as he fucked you into oblivion, slowly falling apart himself too. Your moans created a sinful melody together that would replay in your mind forever.
"It's so good, c-cock's so good!" You cried out as you felt his large member twitch inside you, signaling he was close to cumming. "Please, please cum inside me, sir, please cum inside me," you begged as your nails dug into the skin on his shoulders. His eyebrows furrowed and his moans got louder as his thrusts got erratic and sloppy, releasing his hot cum deep inside you.
He stopped moving and panted heavily as you caressed his cheek. Before you could say anything he lifted you up and put you on his desk. Like a habit your arms and legs were wrapped around him as he slid his still erect, cum-coated cock into you again.
"Seokwoo!" You cried out. "I'm gonna make you cum on my cock angel, don't worry, I'm gonna make you cum so hard you're gonna see stars," he moaned into your ear as he thrusted deeply inside you. "Yeah?" You breathed out, looking at him and provoking him with your eyes.
"Fuck, yes baby, yeah," he smirked. He pounded into you, desk and everything on it slightly shaking but he could not care less. All he wanted was to make you a shaking mess again.
It didn't take long before you felt your orgasm build up inside you, ready to be released. Seokwoo sensed it and felt you clenching down on his cock. "You're gonna cum on my cock, right baby? Gonna cum on my cock like a good girl? You're such a good girl," he panted, lost in his own pleasure.
You nodded eagerly as your whines grew louder as your orgasm got closer. Soon enough, the wave of pleasure washed over you, making your body shake around him. He fucked you through your orgasm, getting the loudest moans out of you as he showed no signs of slowing down.
''I haven't seen stars yet,'' you panted out, smirking at him. A cocky smirk played on his lips as he pulled out of you. He bend you over the desk, sliding into you from behind again. He fucked you hard and deep and your legs were so weak for him you nearly fell to the ground. ''Please! AH!'' you cried out.
''You like that hm? You just love my cock deep inside you, honey, right?'' ''Yes, Yes I love your cock, I love your cock!'' you whined loudly. ''Sir, please, please,'' you begged him but he just smirked. ''You wanna see fucking stars, right?'' His body covered yours as he fucked you hard and deep, fingertips finding your clit and playing with it, giving you another mindblowing orgasm.
Seokwoo's hands were everywhere and it was slowly becoming too much. This time he truly showed you all the stars. You were a moaning mess, unable to form a sentence. After a few more thrusts he moaned loudly and released himself inside you again, filling your wet pussy up to the brim.
He slowly stopped and spun you around and you fell into his arms, panting intensely. He got the both of you back on the bed and laid you down on his chest where you could come down from your high. ''I got you, angel,'' he smiled, ''you did so well for me.''
You nodded, caressing his skin gently. The tension in the room was gone and now you were cast by his lovespell. His arms felt safe and sound and you slowly dozed off, completely worn out by him. He chuckled as he kept holding you. ''You cannot fall asleep angel, you have to be cleaned up... And you need to go to the toilet.''
Seokwoo kissed your head and helped you back on your feet and guided you to the bathroom. He then went back to the bedroom to wait for you. When you came back you were shy and tucked your hair behind your ear. He opened his arms, welcoming you to lay back on his chest. ''You're beautiful,'' he whispered in your ear. You giggled and nuzzled your face into his chest, dozing off again, sleeping in his arms.
#kpop#sf9#rowoon#kim seokwoo#rowoon x reader#starshinehwaa#after ep15 in destined with you#i couldnt help writing this#i need him to dick me down now
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Non-EXO masterlist
The list of my non-EXO works has been growing rapidly, so here's a separate post for it 💕 Keep in mind that most of my works are NSFW (marked M)!
EXO masterlist
💫 SF9 💫
Now or Never (m) 4.5k – Rowoon (Seokwoo) x Reader x Inseong
Polyamory AU, Established Relationship, PWP, threesome, fluff, smut
💫 ASTRO 💫
Translucence (m) 4.2k – Eunwoo (Dongmin) x Reader ft. Jinjin
Established Relationship, slice of life, fluff, PWP, smut
💫HEARTSTEEL / League of Legends💫
Request: Sett x Chubby!Reader 1.5k
Established Relationship, slice of life, body insecurity, fluff
Request: Aphelios x Reader 1.3k
Established Relationship, slice of life, romance, fluff
Request: Kayn x Chubby!Reader 0.9k
Established Relationship, light angst, body insecurity, fluff
Request: Ezreal x Reader 1.4k
Grumpymanager!Reader, humor, fluff
more coming soon~
#masterlist#icequeenbae masterlist#icequeenbae fics#kpop smut#sf9 smut#sf9#kpop fanfiction#non-EXO masterlist#kvanity#ksmutsociety#astro smut#astro fanfiction#league of legends#league of legends fanfic#lol fic#lol fics#lol fanfic#heartsteel
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Explicitly reversed
Characters: Kim Seokwoo I Rowoon x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Words: 1955
Summary: Seokwoo was the sweetest and most wholesome so you didn't question him twice when he took you to an empty conference room after a long day to fuck you.
A/N: Once I started typing, I didn't stop and its safe to say that this is pretty hot 🔥
Whenever I write, I insert the gifs first that I think would suit the idea I have in mind for the fic and then use them as inspiration to write the scenarios. Imagine Seokwoo kissing you based on how he looks in the first gif (😋😁)
Drops of sweat beaded down his temples and from the distance, you could tell how much effort he'd put into their stages. Dressed in a monochrome light blue jumper with straps that tied around his torso and matching dark blue trousers, he walked through the hallways after the performance ended.
Having left a little earlier to reach the changing rooms before the boys, he walked towards you and your assistant who extended her arms to pat the sweat from his face dry. You on the other hand got ready to remove the makeup from his face.
Looking for the essentials, you heard a giggle but your eyes didn’t shift to the source of the sound. You already knew what this was and at first it phased you but later on, you started to find it funny.
Your assistant was new and almost subtly, she’d drop hints about how attractive she found Rowoon. Your point was that Seokwoo was so used to being treated like this that he just considered it normal.
Turning to him, you started on the process, eyes widening internally when you heard her murmur a little, ‘’Pretty’’. It was way more common than you thought for makeup stylists to compliment someone’s skin, just like how a director did the same when they managed to achieve a good shot through the artist’s acting.
‘‘He is pretty isn’t he?’‘ you asked with a bright smile adorning your face as you looked at him. He reflected your smile, the corners of his mouth tugging upwards. His eyes met yours in the mirror as he beamed and you were barely able to suppress the grin from your face.
They were right when they said that there wasn’t a lot of time because it didn’t leave a lot of explicit moments between you and Seokwoo. The matter of whether you’d do anything that would jeopardise both your careers was quite a complicated matter. On one hand, you both struggled quite a lot to get to where you were but if it came to the edge, you’d hold his hand and stand by his side.
He drummed his fingers on his thigh, sitting patiently for you to finish. As the makeup came off, you were literally staring at a masterpiece but coincidentally, you didn’t find a lot of chances to tell him this.
It took long for the room to clear and by that time, you had finished and were ready to go. An opportunity presented itself in the form of your assistant leaving and no one was around you. Your heart rate sped up as soon as you noticed this, Seokwoo poking your thigh and then quickly retracting his hand to tell you Hello? We’re alone.
‘‘What?’‘ you whispered, eyes shining as you looked around one more time. ‘‘I have something to tell you when we get home’‘ he whispered back, straightening his back when Inseong walked up to the two of you.
Nodding towards you, you gave him a smile, collecting your stuff and signalling that you’d be leaving. Seokwoo noticed this, his eyes following your steps before turning to Inseong and bothering him back. If you weren’t so anxious then you would have missed his line of sight that fluttered to your ass for a split second.
Is that what he wants?, you thought to yourself as everyone cleared out of the room a little while later to the cars. You got into separate vans, taking out your phone when you heard a buzz reading, ''They're calling me to the main building, I'll see you there''. Texting him a quick response, you pocketed the phone as your co-worker began to speak about something nonchalantly.
Getting off at the main entrance, you walked in with Jaeyoon, Rowoon, Taeyang, Chani and your colleagues following closely. You were all engaged in conversation as Chani spoke to you about the stage and even managed to show you some moves while you were in the elevator.
While the rest walked to separate conference rooms, Ro pulled you to the side and into another hallway holding only two other empty conference rooms. Sneaking a quick glance at the empty hallway, your eyes widened when you felt him tug you towards him, his lips instantly connecting with yours.
You had to admit it, you were scared but the warmth of his mouth eased you and any signs of nervousness eased away. You let him hold you as he continued to press beautifully small kisses on your lips, smiling at your eyes closed that anticipated another kiss.
Opening your eyes, you found him smiling and before thinking, he kissed you once again. This time, he was even softer than the previous display of softness, pleasurable hum into your mouth as your tongues met. There was no fierceness because you held his cheeks in between the palms of your hands. You wanted to pull him closer and he was hugging you in the desire to love you.
Leaning apart, he nestled in the crook of your neck, eyes closing to encompass the radiating sunshine from the open windows opposite you. There were mainly rooftops so the lack of people surrounding you was none and you found comfort in that.
"I have to go and you do too" you whispered into his ear, loosening his arms around you and he heard your words. His eyes shone in depths of some murky liquid, nodding in agreement. "I'll see you later though" he said, still holding your hand.
"You go first and then I'll come out after a couple of minutes, yea?" you questioned, looking at him. Your plan brought a smile to his face, suddenly feeling giddy at the thought of sneaking around.
Planting a kiss on your cheek, he moved to leave but not before patting your ass. Flushing at his interestingly- timed gesture, you leaned against the wall and took in a deep breath, hearing the sound of a door close in the background.
"Fuck" you muttered to yourself, recalling the taste of his lips on yours and the thought that it would escalate into something more, right in this building. Waiting for two minutes (because you couldn't wait any longer), you sincerely hoped that your manager wasn't there before you and what a coincidence, she happened to be walking down the hallway at that very moment.
Speed walking, you took a seat at the table with your manager closely following you. Your co-worker mouthed, "All good?" to which you replied, "Yea" and nodding, maybe a little too excited as she looked at you suspiciously but you couldn't tell, instead focusing your attention on your manager speaking.
After a very boring, almost half an hour meeting and brainstorming ideas, you were done for the day. Knocking on the glass so that he wouldn't scare the crap out of you, you turned as he entered the room. He smiled at you and you immediately returned it, asking, "What'd you want to speak to me about?".
"Ah, about that" he said chuckling nervously, "It may be easier to show you". "Uh-huh, you sound very secretive right now, you know that?" laughing as you spoke and he laughed too, realising how he sounded. Hand-in hand, he tugged you along to the empty conference room that you were outside of earlier.
You were confused and that was justified as he locked the door behind you, sat on a chair and pulled you onto his lap. Giggling, you stopped him asking, "What are we doing?". "I've been wanting to do this with you all day" he replied, sliding his hand up your thigh and meeting your panties.
His fingers danced around your core that made you stare at him, the arousal growing as you felt his fingers so close. Pushing your panties aside, he was met with your warm entrance that was already starting to drip with wetness. In a swoop, he penetrated your entrance with a single digit making you gasp and hold onto his shoulders.
Pumping in and out, you moaned but bit your lip in order to try and keep silent so no one else could hear your moans. When you were wet enough, he pulled out and placed you directly over his jeans, holding onto your waist to guide your hips against the tough material.
"I don't know why you like this but if it's gets you so fucked out-" he spoke as his cock grew hard in his jeans at the sight of your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, trying to comprehend how the coarseness of his jeans send up waves of arousal to your core.
Unzipping his jeans, he pulled out his cock and pumped himself a few times, precum already leaking from the tip as thought of fucking you senseless invaded his mind. Lifting you off his jeans, he saw the wet stain you had left and looking at it too, you were embarrassed, pink rising to your cheeks.
"Come here baby" he said, positioning his cock at your entrance. Your wetness had made it possible for his cock to slip into your pussy, the head pushing finding its way to your cervix. You cried out before you could stop yourself, debating whether to let it go or keep quiet. Not sure of how many employees were in the building, he didn't give you a lot of time to think about anything else as he let out a heavy breath, snapping his hips upwards.
Whining for his touch, you spread your legs further till you were completely riding him, your hips automatically moving in circles. He slipped a finger under panties, harshly rubbing your clit in circles. Holding onto his shoulder to keep yourself steady, he tightened his grip on your waist as leverage to pound into you.
The two of you were breathing heavily and moans escaped your mouth at the pleasure you received from his cock and him from the feeling of filling you up. Removing your shirt about halfway, he kneaded your clothed breast as you rode his cock like the good girl you were.
Dragging a strap down from your shoulder enough for a nipple to pop out, he latched on, swirling his tongue and swelling the nub. The heated sensations that you felt around your breast as the other one was forced out of his confines by his needy hands, you continued feeling his cock enter your hole again and again.
Hand on your back, he thrusted into you as he neared his high while you were close, the heat pooling in the pit of your stomach. Hand on your back, the other bought your neck to his mouth, pressing kisses to the skin, his breath fanning your skin. His hips stilled as he came, a flow of relief flooding through his system as he waited for a couple more seconds to finish inside of you.
Just the feeling of warmth inside you and his cum painting your walls was enough for you to cum around his cock. Breathing heavily, you sank into his arms, his cock in your pussy keeping his cum in you. Standing up, he placed you on the table and slipped out of you, the cum layering your inner thighs as it began to slip out of your cunt.
Straightening your clothes, he grasped your hands in his, pulling you off the table. A little wobbly, he held you up as you walked to the door. "Fuck me like that, once again" you said once you two were in the elevator. Right before you got out, you heard him say, "Count on that and my cum stuffed inside of you? All you have to do is keep it that way till we get home"
#sf9#sf9 imagines#sf9 scenarios#sf9 au#sf9 fluff#sf9 fanfic#sf9 fantasy#sf9 smut#sf9 rowoon#rowoon smut#rowoon sf9#rowoon scenario#rowoon#kim rowoon#kim seokwoo#sf9 seokwoo#seokwoo x reader#blooming time#sf9 shine together#sf9 writings#sf9 x reader
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Comforting Silence
Summary: Reader has had some traumatizing experiences, and after a certain moment with Rowoon triggers some bad memories, he spends the evening taking care of and comforting them.
Pairing: SF9 Rowoon (Kim Seokwoo) x Reader
Warnings: Vague mentions of sexual abuse, mentions of sex, swearing, mentions of sexual trauma.
Genre: Angst that morphs into fluff
Word Count: 4,416
It started like any other make out session Rowoon and I had, passionate but rushed, trying to avoid being noticed by his parents, who were only a single story below us. However, this session went further than any previous one, and despite Rowoon’s gentle maneuvers and his constant attentiveness to my comfort, one wrong move sent me into a panic.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Rowoon’s words were sudden and surprising when he stood up and left from where he was kneeling in front of me. My breathing went erratic as memories came flooding back, triggered by Rowoon accidentally pressing his fingers into my hips. Supporting myself by the bed frame as I went, I crawled into the opposite corner of the room when I felt as though Rowoon wouldn’t be coming back. In that corner I folded my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as my hair secluded me away from the rest of the world. I sat there while insecurity overwhelmingly swept over me, but no tears came out. I simply sat there, shaking and trying to catch my breath, trying to wrap my head around everything that had just happened. Had he really left me to just recover by myself after realizing how broken I was? Did he think I was that pathetic that he felt embarrassed for me and just left? I couldn’t find an explanation for anything that was going through my head, but my brain refused to let me cry. And so I sat, in silence, for the longest ten minutes of my life.
As I suddenly heard footsteps ascending the stairs near the entrance to Rowoon’s room, I wrapped my arms around myself even tighter, attempting to curl into the tightest, smallest ball possible. My head fell to rest on my knees as I tried to still my breathing, avoiding any sort of human contact in my moments of absolute weakness. The footsteps came into the room and I just pushed myself as far into the corner as possible. They stopped near where I had been sitting previously, and I heard the sounds of someone carefully cleaning up the floor before the person left. A second later, that person returned and came in my direction. My entire being wanted to disappear from this plane of existence, be it by melting into the floor or just vanishing into thin air, it honestly didn’t matter how. I heard something soft land on top of the bed beside me. Through my veil of hair I saw them lower down to my level, and as soon as I heard them let out a breath, I knew it was Rowoon. I felt one of his hands rest on the top of my head, gently gliding down my hair to the side of my face as he tried to get me to pick up my head.
“Look at me,” he said, gently placing pressure on my cheek in attempts to reach my chin. I shook my head, only further folding in on myself. He sighed again before standing back up. Whatever he had dropped on the bed earlier he picked up, before walking around to stand beside me. I couldn’t quite see what he was doing, but the next moment I felt a massive blanket being wrapped around my entire body before his arms went to pick me up. Holding me to his chest, he moved to sit on the bed, fixing the blanket around me as he adjusted to sit comfortably, and placed me in his lap, his arms still wound tightly around me. One of his arms went to hold my head to the crook of his neck while the other rested around my waist, holding me as though he feared I would crumble at any moment.
“Breathe, sweetheart, just breathe, you’re safe, you’re okay.”
At those words my entire demeanor crumbled as I grabbed onto his shirt through the blanket, trying to bury my face in his chest once I felt the tears begin streaming down my face. We sat that way for what felt like a half hour, his hands rubbing both my back and head as I simply clung to him like a child, trying to expel the insecurities running through my head. He was completely silent, save for occasional reminders to keep me breathing and to keep me fully present. Only when my grip on his shirt loosened did Rowoon speak up again.
“God, if I knew you would be this shaken up I wouldn’t have started anything,” another heavy breath escaped his lungs as I felt his chest rise and fall from beneath me.
“No, no, I’m fine-”
“You’re clearly not. Come on, you’re staying here tonight, let’s get you dressed and get you a proper bed,” Rowoon once again pulled me into his chest, standing up with me in his grasp. Once standing, he placed my feet down as gently as possible, fixing the blanket around my shoulders so it covered me entirely, like a massive cape. My eyes were still stuck to the ground when he took a step back from my still trembling form. He turned around, picking up the clothes that had been thrown to the ground an hour earlier, straightening them out and placing them on the bed. “Can I take this?” he turned back around to face me, gesturing to the blanket, the only thing covering my entirely bare form. “It’s only for a second, I promise,” he reassured me upon seeing my grip tighten on the blanket. “With how much you’re shaking I doubt you’d be able to put these on yourself.” I continued curling in on myself in response.
“I can do it myself.”
“Hey, hey, listen to me,” he took a step forward, his large hands rubbing my arms reassuringly before a hand rose to lift my chin to face him. “You’re shaking like a leaf and I don’t want to leave you alone with the way you seem mentally right now. Let me help. Okay?” I suddenly felt overwhelmingly dwarfed by him, but his gentle eyes and the way his thumb was sliding across my cheek kept me looking directly at him. I nodded. His hands went to where the blanket was resting on my shoulders, and in one swift movement but still, gently, he pulled it off of me and placed it behind himself. Just as quickly he had me raise my arms and pulled the shirt I had on earlier over my arms, not a single ill-mannered gaze within his actions as he continued dressing me, one hand constantly on my waist to make sure I was able to stand. Once dressed I was stood back in my summery outfit with exposed arms and midriff, but as he looked me over carefully his head suddenly tilted disapprovingly.
“This isn’t enough. Give me a second,” in a couple of long strides he reached his own wardrobe, and after rooting around for a second he pulled out one of his own hoodies, one that was oversized even for him. With it in hand, he had me raise my arms again before pulling it over my head and smoothing it out over my form. The bottom seam sat nearly at my knees, covering me in warmth and drowning me in his scent. “Is that more comfortable?” he looked at me expectantly. I nodded.
“Thank you,” It was as though my voice had decided to completely abandon me.
“You don’t have to thank me, this is my fault, let me fix it. We’ll talk about the details later.”
I shook my head in response, trying to impose on him the lack of blame I held against him.
Reaching behind himself, he once again grabbed the fluffy blanket he had previously wrapped me in, throwing it back around my shoulders. He bent over, sweeping me from the floor and holding me to his chest as I let out a quiet squeal. With me swaddled like some kind of small animal, he carefully made his way down the stairs, turning the corner into one of the many rooms in his home. This particular room had two twin beds, one on either side and his father was standing at the other end of the room fixing the sheets on the bed opposite the entrance. Upon coming in, Rowoon somewhat haphazardly let go of me so that I landed on the bed nearest to us, and then launched himself to land right behind me, an arm immediately resting around my waist as he rested his head, his cheek pressing into my own.
“Can (y/n) take this room tonight?” Rowoon spoke up from beside me, tucking me further into his chest.
“Of course. How are you feeling, ‘woon said you weren’t feeling too well earlier,” his father said, turning to face the two of us. “I’m sure my wife can whip something up to eat if you’re hungry, it might make you feel better.”
“No, thank you, Mr. Kim, I’m alright, I feel better,” I responded as well as I could while having Rowoon trying to imprint me into his body, his face gently rubbing against mine despite his father staring right at us.
“Okay, if you say so,” Mr. Kim chuckled while glancing at his son, before continuing speaking beneath his breath. “I’ve never seen him this attached to someone, I wonder what happened…”
“Dad, relax,” was the only thing that Rowoon said in response, instead rolling onto his back as he turned me in his grasp so that I lay halfway on top of him, diagonally spread over his chest as my legs fell onto the bed while I had no choice but support my head on his jaw. His dad laughed but said nothing. We stayed that way, all three of us in silence as Mr. Kim finished cleaning up the room, and Rowoon and I lay there in silence even after he left the room. I closed my eyes for a bit, trying to memorize the feeling of his skin against mine, but still grateful for the layers between us that allowed for me to hide from my own fears and from the heavy weight of doubt in my chest. Everything felt strangely familiar yet new at the same time, his soft skin providing a gentle source of grounding for me, yet it allowed for my mind to float separately from my body. Unsurprisingly, he was the one to break the silence.
“How are you really feeling?” his tone was tentative, cautious, and I felt his arms around my waist loosen slightly as he shifted backward, leaning against the wall beside the bed as he sat up slightly.
“A lot better, thank you.”
“Are you sure?” I felt him try to catch my gaze with the uttering of that phrase, but I kept my eyes closed, trying to maintain the sensation of floating as long as I could. I hummed in response, pressing myself back into his chest and resting my head back in the crook of his neck.
“Although it is getting a little warm both in your hoodie and this huge blanket…”
He chuckled before letting go of me enough so that I could disentangle myself from the fluffy mass wrapped around my body. “Is the hoodie okay?”
I hummed in response again, pulling the sleeves over my hands before grabbing Rowoon’s wrists and placing his arms back around my waist, hugging myself in the process as I turned my head and nuzzled back into him. He let out a contented breath, leaving a small kiss on my temple before relaxing entirely himself.
“Can we stay like this a little while?” I asked as loudly as my voice would allow me, still focused on the movement of his chest beneath me.
“Of course, just relax,” he responded as quietly as I had spoken, and simply fell back into his slow rhythm of breathing, slow enough almost for one to think he was asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, the light that had been previously seeping through the window behind us had dulled to the light provided only by the moon. I rubbed my eyes, trying to physically force the sleep from my mind, only to realize that a pair of eyes was staring at me in the darkness.
“Jesus Christ!” I jumped, but Rowoon’s arms kept me in place as he erupted in quiet laughter.
“It’s just me, just me, relax.”
“Don’t do that!” I smacked his chest lightly, turning in his hold to face him as I sat up in his lap.
“Do what?”
“Stare at me like that, you scared me.”
“No promises, lovely.”
“Mm-hmm, whatever you say.”
Silence, his eyes still resting directly on mine. “What time is it?” I asked, reverting my gaze to my fingers, where I played with the sleeves of his massive hoodie.
“A little after eight. Do you think you’d be able to do dinner right now? We don’t have to if you can’t. Whatever you’re comfortable with,” His hand gently rested on my thigh, toying with the seam of the hoodie, making sure it lay entirely flat, without riding up.
“I’m kind of hungry but I don’t know…”
“What about eating without my parents? Would that be okay?” His eyes were persistent in trying to catch my attention.
“Yeah. Yeah, that’d be okay.”
“Alright, give me a second, I’ll convince them to let us eat in my room, I have a small table there,” he moved to stand up, about to let me rest by myself, but I latched onto his arm, effectively letting him pull me up with him.
“I can come with you, I’ve been lying down too long,” I kept a hold on him, trying to prevent him from disagreeing. Instead of a confrontation, to my surprise, he simply nodded.
We walked to the kitchen together, his arm still resting on my back as reassurance for him, and once he let his parents know we were going to eat alone, we each took a serving of what his mother had made earlier and disappeared back into his room. Rowoon took my bowl from me once we walked in and placed both bowls on his desk before emerging from his closet with a makeshift mini table. I sat down as he grabbed our bowls, making myself as comfortable as possible on his hardwood floors. However, instead of sitting across from me as I expected, Rowoon closed the door to his room after putting our food next to each other and suddenly picked me up by my waist, easily lifting me enough to sit down and place me in his lap in the process, directly in the hollow of his long crossed legs.
“Uh, Rowoon, what-“
“Shh, just let it happen, let me—let me hold you,” he pressed his nose into the back of my neck once, his arms tight around my waist for a split second before he reached for his bowl and just began eating. Meanwhile, I took another second to comprehend his actions, stuck with my hands resting on the table, empty and clueless. “Eat, lovely, it’s been ages.”
“O-okay, yeah,” I stuttered out, reaching for my own bowl and finally beginning to eat myself as Rowoon shifted to keep himself from spilling food into my lap. Only then did it hit me that ever since he had initially wrapped me in that blanket, not once did his touch leave me. But despite the sudden overwhelming discomfort I had felt earlier, now he felt safe, protective, an entirely different human being to the one I had witnessed between the sheets. It was as though he was trying to prove to not only me but to himself that he was capable of being protective without being scary or intimidating. With that thought process floating through my head, I once again allowed myself to let my guard down in his hold, leaning back against his chest while I slowly dug through the rice dish his mom had made. Ever so often, instead of taking a bite of his own food, he’d lean down to rest his lips against my head, breathing in as though trying to memorize my scent. Once he did it the fifth or sixth time, I called him out.
“Dude, what are you doing, do I smell good or something?”
“Yes, you do, lovely, and you’re clearly feeling better if you’re calling me ‘dude’,” he laughed at his own words as I let my head drop out of embarrassment, joining in with laughing at myself. “No, no, it’s cute, you being tough. I’m glad you’re okay, though.”
“Thanks…”
I raised my head back up, turning to look at him. Rowoon had placed his now empty bowl back on the table, and his hands gently lay at my hips, his fingers just barely pressing into the fabric of his hoodie. I watched his eyes scan the entirety of my face, starting from my hairline and the way my still ruffled hair lay unevenly over my ears and hung in my face, shifting to my eyes for a split second before looking from cheek to cheek and finally landing on my lips. His eyes reverted back to my hair for a moment, and his left hand came to gently push away a few strands, attempting to smooth out my bed head. Once satisfied with his visibility of my features, his hand gently rested on my jaw, tracing my cheek and the corner of my lips, his eyes following his own slow movements.
“I’m so sorry, lovely,” he frowned.
“What for?” Despite the events earlier that day it hadn’t ever clicked in my mind to blame him for my discomfort, it all felt as though I was the one that was too incompetent to say “no” and stop the progression of events.
“For earlier today. I shouldn’t have pushed, and even though you didn’t say no I should’ve seen how uncomfortable you were… You were so strong but I didn’t even realize just how much it took out of you until you just started shaking… Alone… Looking like some kind of frightened animal… And that was my fault. Mine,” he suddenly looked directly at me, a steel look in his eyes. I shook my head again. “Don’t you dare take any part of this upon yourself because you did nothing wrong. Nothing, you hear me?”
I nodded, shocked at his sudden change in demeanor.
“Can you say it out loud for me, lovely? Can you say ‘I did nothing wrong, it’s not my fault’ for me? I just want to hear you say it,” his words pressed gently, and I nodded again before repeating the words back to him. We both paused.
“Rowoon, could you do the same for me? It wasn’t actually your fault, there are just things I haven’t exactly told you about…” Rowoon’s eyes took a moment to understand. He seemed to question his realization, but I nodded. As soon as I did, he closed his eyes and tucked himself into the crook of my neck, letting down his guard for the first time that day. His arms wound tightly around me, so tight that I was forced to abandon my bowl of food and fold myself into his grasp.
“I’m so sorry…” he continued muttering those three words over and over, rocking back and forth slowly with me in his arms. This time it wasn’t me that needed the physical contact, it was him. Although he didn’t audibly cry, there was a moment when I was sure that a drop was rolling down my collarbone and into his hoodie, and his breathing staggered for a second. I wrapped an arm around his head, threading my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, trying to comfort him in my own way. Upon feeling my hands at his neck his head lifted, looking me directly in the eyes. I placed both hands at his cheeks, now taking my own time to scan over his face, trying to feel as much of his skin with my smaller hands as possible. I felt his eyes once more rest on my lips when he breathed out a quiet question.
“Can I?”
Immediately understanding what it was he wanted, I nodded. With that he released a breath of relief, his left hand returned to push away my hair and gently pull me towards him. Within a split second his lips came to rest on my own, soft, trembling, and extremely cautious. For a moment neither of us moved, before he gently deepened the kiss just a little bit, moving at a slow pace, pulling away only a few moments later.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I said, laughing quietly at his overly concerned expression.
“Yeah. I’m okay. I’m good,” he breathed out, once again pulling me in as tight as he could as if terrified that I was about to disappear at any moment. I shifted, placing my knees on either side of his hips as he continued squeezing, our bodies entirely flush with each other. I felt him tuck his face into my collarbone, slowly rocking side to side with me in his arms. We sat that way for a little bit, him continuously trying to tighten his hold on me, despite already having not a single hair of space between the two of us. With me in his grasp, he suddenly lifted his head, maneuvered himself onto his knees, and stood up with me wrapped around him like a koala.
“Rowoon, what are you doing?” I gasped, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck out of fear of falling. He was freaking tall.
“Getting more comfortable.”
“But what about my food?”
“Did you not finish?” He stopped in his tracks.
“No, you dumbass, I don’t eat as fast as you do!”
“Oh, I’m sorry, Mx “I’m-on-a-diet”, I thought you didn’t eat as much as a small horse,” he leaned back, loosening his hold to look at me.
I gasped, smacking him on the chest. Immediately I detached my legs from around his waist, hopping down to the floor.
“You don’t get to hold me with comments like that.”
I crossed my arms, turning my back to him and marching pointedly back to the table to sit down and finish eating.
“Oh, shut up, of course, I do.”
With that I was scooped back up, shrieking, as Rowoon once again had me in his hold, one arm beneath my back, the other supporting my knees. “But I’m sorry anyway.”
“You better be, mister.”
He smiled to himself, just watching my expression. He then set me back down on the ground gently, now sitting across from me as we sat back down at the table. He watched me silently as I finished as much of my meal as I wanted, looking away whenever I raised my eyebrows to question him. At some point I had done it enough that he ended up continuously looking down at the ground, mindlessly rapping his knuckles against the wood floor. When I was sure he wasn’t going to look up if I shifted, I stood up and simply threw myself in his lap, effectively knocking him over and ending up lying on his chest on the floor as he scrambled to make sure neither of us got hurt.
“What was that for?!”
“I don’t know, just felt like it,” I smiled at him from my somewhat awkward position, holding myself up by my arms, with my weight placed on his shoulders.
“Well, if that was just because you felt like it, then just because I feel like it, I’m not letting you go till we have to go to sleep.”
With those words he managed to somehow stand up without knocking anything over with his absurdly long legs, walked over to the bed with me in his arms, again wrapped around him like a koala, and fell, nearly crushing me under his weight.
“I-I can’t- I can’t breathe,�� I stuttered out.
“Mm-hmm, that’s what you get,” he simply nuzzled further into the bed, wrapping himself around me. Despite his words, he rolled over a second later, letting go a bit and allowing for me to make myself comfortable by latching onto his side and laying my head on his chest, listening for his heartbeat.
“Can I ask you a question, lovely?” About five minutes later Rowoon spoke up once more. I hummed in acknowledgment. “Are you still afraid of me? And were you afraid because of what happened to you?”
I lifted my head from his chest, trying to understand the thought process by getting a glimpse of his face.
“What do you mean?”
“When I first met you, you seemed to be intimidated by everything I did, even if I was just talking to you. Even today, when I came back upstairs to check on you, it was as though you were genuinely afraid that I was going to do something, as if I was going to… going to hurt you.”
His voice trailed off quietly, his eyes avoiding my own. Both of us fell silent for a moment.
“Rowoon?”
He hummed in response, looking back up.
“I wasn’t scared, I was just- I don’t quite know how to put this, I guess you could say I was overwhelmed? I don’t really think there’s an accurate word to put in place of what I felt. It was a lot all at once, but you also shouldn’t feel guilty. I was never afraid of you, either, just intimidated. You’re nearly a foot taller than me, broad and built, with an attitude, so anyone my size would be intimidated,” I said. As I spoke, I could see his features visibly relax and slacken, the tips of his lips rising in a slight smile, a drastic improvement to the frown previously weighing down his face.
“Okay. I’m glad.”
I hummed in agreement.
“Now, can we please, please, cuddle and take a nap, I’m fucking exhausted,” Rowoon wrapped his hands around my wrist and wrapping it around his waist, tugging like a small child. I laughed, burying myself further into his chest.
“Of course, I was just thinking of that,” I mumbled, a content sigh leaving my lips.
“Great minds think alike, don’t they?”
I hummed in agreement. And then once again, comfortable silence.
#i'm weak for rowoon#Kim Rowoon#kim seokwoo#rowoon x reader#seokwoo x reader#sf9 fanfic#sf9 scenarios#rowoon fanfic#sf9 seokwoo
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🤤 ok well after reading the Ace happy trail reaction, now all I can think of is what would be Sf9’s reaction 🫠 that was so well written
SF9 reaction to their partner licking their happy trail
Let’s say our boys have cultivated some body hair at least once
Pairing: SF9 x gn reader
Youngbin:
You were just very excited to give Youngbin head and he was getting off by your enthusiasm. "Binnie, please" you murmured into his ear, caressing him down his bare abdomen. "You are so impatient today, baby girl/boy" he teased avoiding you from pulling his sweats off so early. The fact that you could feel how hard he was under the fabric was not helping at all. You need to feel his veins with your tongue, his taste, his pulse.
Despite finding an obstacle to suck him dry, you got on your knees and licked your way up his happy trail. "Fuck, Y/n" he startled, letting go of his waistband. You lowered his bottoms just enough to turn the table and get him imploring to have his cock inside your mouth or at least wrapped in your hand.
Inseong:
warning: cum play
You made Inseong cum so intensely with your mouth and tongue abilities. He was now lying on his back all wasted and smiley with cum all over his belly. "Babe, you've been spoiling me too much" he jested. That made you chuckle with a mischievous gaze.
In a second you were tracing the short hair decorated with cum up his low belly. You did not have time to think once you were filled with the urge to wipe him. Your warm tongue caressed his skin clean. "Oh my, Y/n! You can't leave me alone, right? That's so good"
Jaeyoon:
Jaeyoon loved when you hugged him from behind and surrounded your arms around him to grab his dick. Tonight you talked dirty to him while he did the dishes. "Such a good boy, doing home chores without complains" he smiled proudly. "Where is my reward?"
Your hands were just about to past his waistband but still stuck over his lower belly, feeling the hair growing there. "Turn around to me" you requested. "Beautiful, I'm not done ye-".
"Screw it". You revolved him by yourself and squatted down to lick his happy trail wet. "My sweetie, you're so nice" he moans leaning against the sink counter as his knees become weak.
Dawon:
"I won't let you shave, I mean it" you affirmed shaking your head while he changed clothes in front of you. "What's with you today, bub?" he laughed. You came closer to him and held his head between your palms. "You look yummy like this"
Sanghyuk stayed still for a while, looking firmly into your eyes. "You are dirty and naughty" he tested you. His words had you even more aroused. Boy was bulky, gorgeous and now he had a happy trail. "You know what?" You pushed him onto the bed and placed what felt like open-mouthed kisses on his lower belly. "Okay, I won't shave. Holy shit"
Zuho:
Your back was flush against the wall, you expected a steamy kiss since Juho's hands enveloped your neck, but he smoothly brushed his lips on yours. He noticed you squirming with impatience and scratching his clothed sides. "If you aren't satisfied, you should protest" he smirked still very close to your face.
You opened your eyes to him and found his expression too devilish for your liking. The idea that popped up in your mind was equally mean. You sensually dropped on your knees and unclasped his belt. Once his cock was erect in front of your face, you rather licked his happy trail up and darted your eyes at his.
"I like this fucking bad girl/boy behavior"
Rowoon:
Seokwoo somehow got you between his legs looking at him like a behaved puppy. He thumbed your bottom lip as if it was a toy. "Pretty lips and face. You have no idea of what you make me think of" You chuckled and tilted your head to the side so it laid on his crotch. His hand slid to your hair and he patted you softly. "Okay, what are you thinking?" you finally ask.
He budges, feeling slightly shy all of a sudden. "I can't say it". You lift your face back toward him. "Whisper it to me" you suggest. What he's got in his guilty thoughts could be your little dirty secret, however, he shakes his head no. You stick your tongue out and lick a stripe up his lower belly, wetting the short hair there. "Tell me"
"Oh! well, I-" he stuttered. "Do it again and I'll say it, okay?"
(He finds you cute sucking dick but he won't admit it until you coax him with kitten licks and kisses on his happy trail)
Yoo Taeyang:
One thing not rare at all is having Taeyang moaning thanks to your tongue technology working on his nipples. besides those cute buds being perfect to play with, your man is so sensitive and loud. "Oh my God, Y/n. Oh my" The most he screams your name, the faster you swipe your tongue.
"Please, babe, stop. It's too much" he cries and you immediately move out to start rubbing his abdomen and please him with nice words. Your palm descends to his lower belly and you feel like you have not gotten enough of him yet. You lower again to lick his happy trail. "Is that okay?" you try.
Taeyang hums positively even though he is devasted.
Hwiyoung:
"What can I do to make you feel better, sweetheart?" you tenderly asked Youngkyun while you rubbed his chest through his black t-shirt. He was stressed and sensitive, which got you upset too. "I can leave you alone too if that's what you need." you considered even though that option hurt you.
"No, stay" he immediately discarded it. "I like what you're doing now" You kissed his shoulder in response and slid your hand underneath his shirt. "Can I pull off this shirt, babe?" you asked. "Yes, please" he nodded, jerking right away so you could undress him. "You want me to pamper you tonight, don't you?"
Hwiyoung smoothly laid back on the couch and shyly asked you to kiss his chest, then his stomach shortly after. You did everything gladly and paid attention to his reactions. You slowly turned the kisses into a licking down his front until you reached his happy trail. He shuddered harder at the touch and moaned louder. "Oh, babe, you like it so badly"
Chani:
He should not have done that. No, YOU should not be in the company toilet replaying that filthy video. He was crazy and you were acting recklessly. You should be working but all you can do now is watch the way he jacked off in front of the mirror, you loved how he held his t-shirt hem between his teeth keeping his happy trail on display.
After a few hours, you crossed the doorway furiously horny. He stared at you with a sly expression and voiced "Finally". You furrowed your eyes "why you have to be a jerk?" you spit off starting to tug on his shirt. "Calm down, you're too eager" he pretends trying to stop you. Anyways, you ignore it and make him hold that garment up so you can spread sloppy kisses down his abdomen while you unbuttoned his pants. Once his half-hard member was out he slightly pressed your face against his happy trail so you lingered there a bit more.
#sf9 scenarios#sf9 smut#sf9 imagines#youngbin scenario#youngbin smut#inseong smut#jaeyoon smut#dawon smut#zuho smut#rowoon smut#yoo taeyang smut#hwiyoung smut#chani smut#perv chani tag
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