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writerpetals · 6 months

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clean up on aisle 3 | 🔞

; optional male lead smut | ☁️

// this smut is so stupid y'all lmfaoo but go ahead and read it if you want to have a laugh at my old writing haha

How could someone be so careless? You find yourself asking as you stare at the mess before you. Twenty bottles of cheap, grocery store wine broken on the floor, glass scattered about and soon to be a sticky mess beneath your feet.

“How could you let this happen?” You eye the newbie worker, crossing your arms over your chest with a snarl on your face as you ask. You don’t mean to be so harsh towards the boy, and the way he stutters and mumbles makes you almost feel sorry for him as he shrugs his shoulders.

“I-I don’t know,” he pouts. Okay, you feel a lot sorry for him. “I was just mopping and my butt… and the display… and-”

“Shh,” you hush him before he gets a chance to talk in muttered circles, hearing the loud, angry footsteps of the store manager turning the corner of the aisle the two of you are on to make his way toward you.

“But-”

“Just, stop talking,” you order him through clenched teeth, sporting the fakest smile you can possibly muster in the moment.

“What’s this?” With a hand on his hip, and another motioning towards the mess on the floor, the grumpy manager stares the two of you down. Sweat beads on his forehead as you try not to stare, but you knew he was pissed off the moment he heard the crash. Or, so you guess. “Did you do this?”

Shit. The manager is about to lay into him. You turn to look at your co-worker, with his wide eyes and pouting lips, asking yourself how could someone be so careless, yet so, so cute. Not that the two coincide, but the expression spread on his face can’t stop your mind from wandering to such meaningless questions.

“Well, sir…” he begins, voice trembling as he stares back like a deer in headlights. You can’t let him go down like this. The poor boy just got the job, and you know he is trying to pay his way through college.

“It was my fault!” You chime in, raising your chin and taking full blame. Like him, you too are trying to pay your way through school, and rent, on a minimum wage grocery store job, but you know your boss will go easier on you than he will this clumsy cutie standing next to you.

“Your fault?” The manager frowns.

“I came to get him to clean up some water I spilled at my register and I bumped into this display case.” You giggle, like a nervous school girl trying to get out of detention. “It’s just been one of those days. I’m so sorry.”

“Really?” His eyes narrow.

“Really, sir…” you sigh, noticing the newbie keeping extra quiet, hoping the manager believes it. You don’t blame him.

“Okay…” The boss’ arms fall to his side, causing you to release a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Clean this up. And this is coming out of your paycheck.”

“Yes sir.” You try to hide your disappointment. Twenty bottles of cheap grocery store wine is still nearly half your paycheck for two weeks. There goes your part of the rent. Your roommate is going to be pissed.

Your boss turns away from the two of you just in time to miss you glaring at him, nostrils flaring and a hand threatening to slap some coordination into the boy.

“Thanks…” he whispers, lowering his eyes and all you can do is shake your head and make your way to your register.

How could someone be so careless?

“Half my paycheck,” you groan, scanning the items of the customer before you angrily, not realizing if you aren’t more careful, you are going to have to pay for more than that. “Half my paycheck!” You huff, punching the numbers for the fruit the customer is purchasing into the register with angry fingers, wishing it was your co-worker’s face instead.

“A-are you alright?” You turn to the little old lady just wanting to buy her groceries in peace, forcing a smile that is clearly faker than the Christmas decorations collecting dust at the store front.

“I’m fine.” Sighing, you try to control your anger enough to cash the lady out, taking the money from her little, shaking hands before she grabs her cart and high tails it out of there. “Damn it…” You curse, looking at the huge clock at the front of the store to see it read 4:59. Break time.

You quickly untie your red uniform apron from behind your back, beginning to set it down over the conveyer just as you hear someone clear their throat behind you.

“Uh, hey…” The newbie. Perfect. Just the person you were trying to avoid, turning to see his head low and shoulders lower, obviously carrying the guilt of you taking the blame for his screw up. And obviously your heart isn’t going to let you be so hard on him for it.

“Hey.” You nibble on your bottom lip from the awkwardness.

“Thanks again for taking the blame.” He rubs the back of his neck with a timid hand, voice just as low as his head. “I thought for sure I was getting fired.”

“It’s fine.” You shrug. It wasn’t fine, but shit happens. He is sweet, so it makes taking the blame all the easier. “Just, be careful next time, okay?”

“Sure,” he replies, nodding. “Can I show you something?”

“Um,” you hesitate, jaw dropping, “the last time a boy asked that was in the fourth grade and it did not go well.”

“It’s nothing weird,” he chuckles, “just, come with me.” He motions with a nod of his head towards the back, with you pausing for a moment with narrowed eyes, before deciding to follow him.

“It better not be anything weird,” you warn him, repeating his words as the two of you make your way down the pasta aisle before he pushes the two swinging double doors open to enter the hallway where you would have normally gone for your break.

“In here.” He turns, grinning while opening the door to the refrigerated storage room, hand extending to signal you to go in.

Your head tilts to the side, eyebrow cocked and looking at him as if he is out of his mind. “What could possibly be in there?”

“Just-” He begins moving his hands faster, motioning for you to enter as you shuffled inside.

“It’s cold.” Shivering, you wrap your arms tight around your body as he closes the door behind the two of you. For a storage space, it isn’t that big, being surrounded by mountains of boxes and shelves all around. What on earth was this boy thinking? ”So?”

“It’s a fridge. It’s supposed to be cold.” Grinning, he leans against the door, arms folded over his chest and a cocky, raised brow to match. “And I brought you in here because I wanted to thank you.”

“You already thanked me.” You roll your eyes, hands sliding up and down your arms to warm yourself, watching him come closer with the devilish smirk on his lips that chill you more than that storage room ever could. “Don’t make me regret being nice to you.”

“I want to show how much I appreciate it.” He is merely inches from you now, looking down with his lips parted, eyes bouncing from your mouth to your hesitant gaze and back again. “If you'll let me.”

His voice suddenly deepens as he speaks, sending a shiver down your spine that is definitely not from the coldness of the fridge. You open your mouth to speak, but close it just as fast, not knowing how to respond to this new tone of his.

But you don't need to respond, giving him an opportunity to lean forward with your silence, pressing his lips to yours for just a taste to send another wave of something a bit warmer through your body. Cheeks burning and hands clenching at your sides, you freeze, watching him pull away, grin just as cocky before it fades beneath licked, glistening lips.

“So?” He mimics you, tone teasing with his question, waiting on you to make the next move if you dare to go there with him.

And you do, of course, reaching up to wrap a hand around his neck, pulling him against your mouth much more desperate this time, knowing you only have fifteen minutes to decide if you want to make this huge mistake with him. Sure, there are risks of getting caught with the cute new employee, but his mouth on your body feels too good to care. It’s not like you haven’t fantasized about this exact thing while restocking display cases or checking out customers that don’t give you the time of day.

His hands find your hips, pushing you to the nearest stack of boxes filled with who knows what, before his fingers fumble with the buttons on your baby blue blouse. Without words, you both make your mind up that the risk is well worth the reward, and maybe the risk is a bit of the fun, too.

“We don't have much time,” you warn him, disappointment obvious in your voice, wishing this wasn't how your first and hopefully not last, time with him goes.

“Shh,” he hushes you between peppering kisses all along your jaw, just like you did to him before when words were only getting in the way. The opening in the front of your shirt chills your body, sending goosebumps to form all along your skin and you know in part it has to do with his hands caressing over your lacy, black bra covering your breasts, thumbing your hardened nipples.

His mouth lowers to your neck, suckling lightly on your skin every so often, causing you to release quiet moans while tugging in the buttons to his pants. He does the same, slipping his hands down your body to unfasten your jeans, slipping them to your thighs for you to kick off your feet in a hurry as well as your shoes, creating a messy pile on the floor.

You sit before him, opened shirt and matching underwear, feeling his eyes all over every ounce of skin that you bare, noticing him bite his lip as he reaches into his pocket for a small, shiny wrapper.

“Why do you have that in your pocket?” You frown, but continue unzipping his pants to take note of the thick bulge in his white boxer-briefs. “Am I not the first cashier girl you’ve hooked up with? Is this like a thing you do?”

“No, no, it’s nothing like that.” he chuckles shyly. “It’s a long story. I’ll explain later. Take off your panties.”

“How romantic…”

Actually, you have to admit you find it pretty hot the way this younger boy orders you around. In any other setting, you could get used to this. But now you’re in a rush, and he is impatient, taking hold of your underwear at the hips and tugging them down your legs to join the rest of your clothes on the floor.

Instantly he groans at the sight, causing you to become nearly embarrassed with your thighs parted for him, giving the perfect view. You know it’s no time to be modest, watching the way he licks his lips as his hand slips between your legs, fingers testing the waters with a brush against your slit.

“Oh…” you exhale, finding his gentleness nice even in the rush the both of you are in. The pad of his thumb finds your clit, rubbing in careful motions to begin with, before he sticks the condom between his teeth, lips cocking in a grin while his eyes darting up to meet yours. His second hand lowers beneath the first, a single finger circling your entrance before easing inside.

A gasp fills the storage room as you close your eyes, taking in this new pleasure he offers and not being able to stop your hips from rocking against his hands. He continues circling your clit before slipping another finger inside of you, relaxing your body for him so he can fill you with bliss.

But he can't have all the fun, you realize, eyes fluttering open while reaching for the band of his boxers, slipping the material down to expose his arousal, hard and needy and begging to be touched. You grip him, softly at first, enjoying how hot his flesh is in your hand to mix with the chilled atmosphere. Caressing up his length to run a thumb over the tip, you earn a surprised groan in return from deep within his chest.

“Hurry,” you rush him with a breathy whisper, feeling his hands leave your body before ripping the foil wrapper open. You wrap your arms around his neck as he slides the condom down his length before positioning himself at your entrance, with you desperately pulling his lips down to yours as he eases himself inside. A moan from him vibrates against the kiss, causing your whole body to tremble while feeling him enter you, slow, and deep.

You pull him closer, whimpering his name and parting your legs farther for him, allowing him to pull out and thrust back in with ease to send your thighs trembling around him. Carefully, he places one hand on the surface of the box you are seated on, leaning into you but not before wrapping an arm around your back to steady your body, falling into a steady rhythm of long, deep strokes to have your head lolling back.

Your arms wrap tighter around him as his thrusts quicken, so suddenly you can sense the desperation in his body and with good reason.

“Fuck…” You whine, closing your eyes and getting lost in the thrilling, forbidden feeling of how risky the situation is. You know it is way past your break limit, but with him working himself between your legs, it becomes harder to care. “Faster…” You instruct him, feeling his hips begin to press into you harder as his pace increases, with your nails clawing his shirt and feeling his mouth press against your neck, leaving sloppy kisses against your skin.

You hear his breaths grow heavier, knowing he is getting close and deciding he isn’t going to get off that easy, even if it is just a quickie in the storage room. Your hand slips between the two of you, fingers finding your clit to begin pleasuring yourself as you nibble on your bottom lip, concentrating on the feeling of him pumping himself in and out of you with the sounds of sloppy sex and groans from him filling the room. You bite down harder on your lip, feeling a twinge against your skin but knowing you would have to get over it if you want to keep quiet, voice threatening to call his name out over and over from the pleasure he gives you.

Your walls tighten around him as you rub your clit faster with your hips rolling against him, feeling the sensations swell between your legs as you near your peak. His hand grips you tighter, pulling your body closer with his motions becoming more wild and more desperate, letting you know he is nearing the edge as well.

With a breath caught in his throat, a huff and a groan, he falls apart before you, forehead pressing against yours with his hips slowing as he releases into you, feeling his grip tighten even more on your body. The hand still wrapped around his neck pulls his mouth to yours, allowing him to ride out his orgasm against you with your hips still moving in circles, fingers still pleasuring yourself until the waves of electricity surge through your body.

Pants and moans and whimpers fill the space between the two of you. Hands grip each other harder, bodies moving as one until you are both breathless and trembling and worn out from coming undone. He pulls away a moment later, one hand gripping the surface of the box to balance himself while the other adjusts himself back into his jeans, slipping the condom and the wrapper in his pocket to clean up later.

You slip from the box, attempting to stand on wobbling legs and holding onto his shoulders for support, grinning with a slight embarrassment as he looks down at you behind eyes half-lidded and drunk on lust.

“Next time,” you begin, picking your clothes up from the floor in a rush to get dressed, “if you want to show me something, make sure it’s not in this cold ass fridge.” You shiver. Not having his warmth surrounding you is certainly bringing you back to reality. Not to mention the near shock of actually hooking up with the stock boy on your break.

“Next time?” His eyes meet yours, grinning from ear to ear at your particular choice of words. Huffing, you slide your pants up over your legs, securing the button before slipping one foot in your shoe, then the other.

“You know what I mean.”

“I do,” he teases. “You’re saying there’s definitely going to be a next time.”

“Not if you keep grinning at me like that.” You roll your eyes while smoothing your hands over your clothes and hair, trying not to make it look so obvious what you have been up to and why you were late getting back to work. “So what is this deal with the condom?”

“Huh?” He frowns as you pass him, opening the door to the storage room and making sure no one is around so you can make your escape.

“Did you think I forgot?” You smirk over your shoulder at him before stepping into the hall, happy to have made it out without anyone noticing the two of you.

“Oh, that.” He chuckles, following you down the same aisle as before. “I just felt lucky today, I guess.”

“Right…” Your voice lowers as you near the front, seeing business carry on as usual.

“Actually, I was hoping to hook up with a cute cashier.” You look over to him, blushing at his words, then hating yourself for it. “But to be honest I was actually gonna take my chances with number five before the whole wine bottle thing happened.”

Your eyes dart to the perky, smiling cashier on register five, before looking back at him, eyes narrowed, lips pursed, and nostrils flaring.

“I’m kidding!” He raises his hands in surrender.

“Yeah, okay. Get cleaned up and get back to work.” You begin to shoo him away toward the bathrooms with one hand. “And don’t break anything, please!”

Lord knows your paychecks couldn’t afford it.

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cloud-acee · 4 months

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[ breakfast bunch ]

office crush to lovers. wotakoi inspired. wc: 2757

the city was bustling with busy as per a usual weekday. heels clacked and leather shoes hurried on the sidewalks, navigating their way to work. that wasn’t the case for you. today was a day off work because of some event in another department that did not concern yours and sunwoo’s, allowing a day of rest.

it was past 9 am and you have just woken up feeling quite a bit mislaid, not knowing what to do. usually around this time you’d be in front of your computer, typing away your work reports while taking bites out of the breakfast sandwich sunwoo always got you.

not having the energy to figure out what to spend today for, you mindlessly scrolled through tiktok curled up in your bed until a message dinged your phone.

nunu: morning

nunu: u up?

two messages sent after the other popped into your screen and you immediately clicked on it, not quite eager, but excited to know whatever sunwoo has planned for the day just so you could join in. hence, you responded and exchanged messages after so.

y/n: yea why

nunu: bfast?

y/n: let usssss

y/n: but where?

nunu: hb that sandwich place where i buy our usual?

y/n: oooh bet i’ve always wanted to try dining there

nunu: aightt, you know my place just message me when ure near so i can wait by the bus stop

y/n: got it 🤝

y/n: i’ll get ready now bye bye

nunu: you be careful, see u !!

acknowledging his last message with a heart reaction, you locked and threw your phone to the bed as you stood up to get ready, your face planted with an unconscious smile. you didn’t really know if you were happy with the idea that you won’t be couch potatoing for the day, or because you get to see sunwoo.

he’s part of your everyday now, not only on work days but even on weekends where you usually meet out to eat and hang, having been alone in each of your apartments. the friendly company of each other brought you both comfort. at work you got to play adults, but outside work you both get to act like teenagers with your endless playful bickering, midnight ice cream runs, and tv marathons whether it's an anime or movies or series. you loved being with sunwoo.

not further delaying your movements, you hopped into the shower preparing for whatever is to come today.

sunwoo, on the other hand, was all dressed already. he opted to message you after he's ready to go out just to avoid the possibility of you arriving in the meeting place earlier than him, not that it was a chance at all, but he wanted to make sure anyway just so he knows you wouldn't be waiting all alone. he meant to ask you to breakfast last night but argued within himself, not wanting to appear too clingy. sunwoo has always been careful about how you might see him. he wanted to be around you, but not always, not too pushy to scare you away. he didn't want to be too obvious, especially not when he's had some feelings he himself is yet to confront.

he saw you as a colleague at first, he respected you as a workmate. sunwoo saw your brilliance and wit, and he found you admirable. he didn't even notice when he started to feel.. things, he thought for sometime he just saw the good things in you, not realizing it's past mere compliments about you that he kept himself. the man was falling, oh he fell quicker than he could keep track of his feelings.

but he would never admit them. not even to himself, perhaps to sunwoo, acknowleding the heart is followed by rejection. and he enjoyed being with you too much to waste the bond, so he settles with your friendship. not that he was complaining, if anything, he was grateful to even be close to you, and much happier that you two were the closest among your workmates. sunwoo was contented but he'd be lying if he says he wouldn't want anything more.

the walk down the bus stop didn't take long enough for the thoughts that preoccupied his head. anyway, sunwoo already got to the meeting place just before you messaged to tell him you were around 5 minutes away.

basking in the morning air, sunwoo was glad the traffic had died down, allowing him to enjoy watching the vehicles that drove by. each one of them dropping and picking up new passengers, until it was you coming out of the bus.

sunwoo stood up with a small smile as soon as he saw you and you shoot him a smile back as you observed his clothing, he was dressed in a hoodie and jeans, just as you expected.

"do you even wash that hoodie? didn't you wear that last week?" you asked teasingly as soon as you were in front of him. the small smile on his face that welcomed you fell into a playful annoyed face, “at least i wash my hair everyday.”

he likes teasing like this, “hey, you’re not supposed to wash your hair everyday because it’s going to keep the natural oil and stuff,” you huffed as you followed him walking. “so you’re supposed to stink?” he joked even more.

“no i do not stink!” you said loudly laughing in between. “you have got to stop believing everything you see on tiktok,” sunwoo exclaimed laughing along with you.

the teasing and the tiktok banter kept going until you were a crossroad away from the small sandwich shop marked with a logo familiar to you.

as soon as you entered the sandwich shop, you heard the old lady stood behind the counter chirp a greeting to the man who held the door before you, “oh sunwoo, good morning!”

sunwoo kept his hand on the door as you took your steps but his eyes immediately went to the old lady, greeting back to her with another “good morning” paired with a gentle smile.

she had went back to cutting the ingredients as you walked towards the counter with sunwoo, checking on the menu. you observed the store and it felt like a subway but homey, maybe because of the seats and tables that are not too fancy but neat and pretty in color. seeing the freshly cut vegetables reminded you of your hunger and the smell of the sizzling meat didn’t help either. you continued scanning the menu when a conversation between the two started.

“are you getting your usual?” asked the lady as she looked at sunwoo. “yes but i’ll be dining here this time, you don’t need to rush preparing it,” sunwoo answered in a chuckle. apparently, sunwoo’s habit was no different to yours, always rushing in the morning.

the lady took note of sunwoo’s additional coffee order before turning her head towards you, “how about your order, dear?” she was sweet. you felt no pressure choosing a sandwich for breakfast but you didn’t feel adventurous today so you went with the order sunwoo always brought you.

“i’ll just have the regular sandwich with mayo, onions, and cheese, but without the pickles and tomato please,” you answered politely as you pulled your wallet out of your bag to prepare payment. just before you looked back up at the lady, you added, “i’ll also have the same coffee sunwoo’s having.”

this time you looked at her and she had this quizzed look on her face, as if solving a math equation stamped on your face. you only looked at her with both your eyebrows raised, mirroring the same look of confusion as you wait for a response.

“oh it’s her!” she exclaimed with her face lit up. you couldn’t understand what she meant but sunwoo seemed to get it when his eyes squinted then grew bigger as soon as the thought registered. “you’re sunwoo’s girlfriend aren’t you!? the one he always buys this breakfast sandwich for!” the lady said excitedly, wrinkling the corners of her eyes.

sunwoo looked as speechless as you did, perhaps you were as red as each other too.

the lady smiled so big you didn’t have it in you to burst her bubble, so you just pulled your lips in a warm smile as you bobbed your head slightly. “he always did get me my breakfast sandwich,” you responded as an agreement to the sandwich part, glossing over the girlfriend bit.

“what a sweetheart you have here, kindness in love goes a long way!” she said with the same level of excitement as she turned to sunwoo and talking once more, “and you have got a girl so pretty! how did a clumsy sunwoo score such a lady!?”

sunwoo only laughed in embarrassment as he scratched the back of his head. the mood was lighter and you laughed with him too. he didn’t look at you but he played along ignoring the statement that made him blush, instead clearing his throat before speaking to you, “you can take a sit now i’ll take care of it.”

not wanting to protest, you only nodded your head and smiled once more at the lady before pulling yourself out of the counter. you chose a table just next to the window and settled your bag on it, with sunwoo following not so long after.

he slipped into the chair opposite to yours quietly but spoke eventually, “i’m sorry about that,” he chuckled awkwardly. “i knew her since i moved here for work and she suspected the extra sandwich i was buying with my usual order was for a girl,” sunwoo laughed at the memory.

rushing through the streets, sunwoo held his leather bag in his left hand before he got to the front of the sandwich shop near the corner of his apartment, pushing the door with his right hand. the old lady recognized him, he’s been a regular since around three months ago— right when he moved to the area.

just as sunwoo approached the counter, the lady beat her to it and asked, “your usual in 5 minutes?”

he laughed lightly answering, “yes, please. but with the regular sandwich too minus the pickles and tomato.” he says as he pulls some cash out of his wallet. this was when the lady noticed it, of the three months sunwoo’s been a regular, the last three weeks of his order included an extra sandwich on some days.

she couldn’t stop her tongue when she asked, “so your girlfriend doesn’t like pickles and tomatoes?” sunwoo was quite shocked, but he liked what he heard.

you were both new to the company but you came a bit later, resulting in the two of you working on some stuff together and sticking together during lunch breaks, having not much friends from the older employees. sunwoo found you so easy to be with. and quite frankly, you could say the same. you talked about a lot of things, especially anime. but besides your similar interests, sunwoo also learned about the absence of breakfast in your daily routine having such a shit sleep schedule that you wake up late and miss the time to prepare or buy anything to eat most days, if not every single day.

so one morning when he was getting his sandwich, he decides to buy two to give you the other one. he ‘accidentally’ ordered two so you got to eat it now because one was enough for him and it would’ve gotten stale if he keeps it for lunch. you do anyway, but you fish out the pickles and tomatoes before doing so. sunwoo mentally took note of the abandoned bits of vegetables and ordered one without them the following day.

you didn’t really think much of it then, just glad sunwoo was generous enough to share his food with you. sunwoo, on the other hand, was relieved. he wouldn’t really know how to explain if you ask him why he gets you breakfast.

claiming the paperbag containing the sandwiches, sunwoo thanked the old lady for always getting them done in 5 minutes. “oh don’t worry there’s not much customers anyway. you go now, you lovebirds have a nice day,” she grinned warmly.

it has become his routine since then, the lady’s too, that he had completely forgotten about the assumption she made months ago.

you intently watched sunwoo as he spoke of the memory so fondly. “i would’ve warned you about it but it slipped my mind, i didn’t really explain anything to her and just let her think of it like that, i’m so sorry,” he finished.

“no, no problem at all, it’s fine!” you answered wavering your hand in quite a panic, not wanting to make sunwoo feel bad.

you really didn’t want to sadden that lady with the information that you two, in fact, were not dating. but admittedly, being called that made your heart flutter. oh, who were you kidding? anything sunwoo did— anything related to sunwoo, made your heart flutter.

the lady was right, he was such a sweetheart. always so mindful when he was teaching you about the work stuff he learned about some months earlier than you, accompanying you to non-work events (who knew sunwoo would join you to a sticker convention), sending you tiktok edits of your favorite movies, looking after sickly you in your apartment, making sure he's got an extra hair tie in case you lose yours— the list could go on but it’s that sandwich that you look forward to most days.

upon having this surge of realization, you felt your cheeks heat up as you spoke shyly, “i mean, it wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”

sunwoo only looked at you surprisingly with his eyes looking even bigger than they already do, but he also looked confused as his brows raised and furrowed quickly as if he was figuring a puzzle out. his head jumbled with words to form whatever question was meant to be asked in a situation as such, which he had never been in. did you mean what you said? did it mean you felt the same way he did?

his brain was racked with so much thoughts that before he got to ask what you meant, the old lady had already dinged the bell, calling for sunwoo’s name instead of his order number. blinking away the moment, "hold on," sunwoo said as he quickly stood from his seat quite wobbly before approaching the counter.

you would’ve laughed at his clumsiness but you had to mentally scold yourself first, what did you just say? were you even ready for this? well, you’ll never be ready to face something this big anyway, not something as big as your feelings that caught you in those moments with sunwoo you wished would last a bit— a lot, longer. they crept up the very first time sunwoo bursted out laughing at a joke you made, it was this warmth that spread across your chest that made you realize that besides seeing him happy, you also liked making him happy.

oh this isn’t good. what a waste of friendship would it be if sunwoo found your feelings ridiculous, you would much rather choke to death instead of being rejected and having your friendship ruined.

maybe you’re over reacting, but what’s a girl got to do when she accidentally confesses?

you were so into your own thoughts that you didn’t realize sunwoo was slowing his walking still trying to absrob what you said. did you mean, it wouldn’t be.. so bad.. being his? sunwoo has always been gentle with you when talking about things in a serious light, but he didn’t find this time a good time to be slow, maybe he should just go for it?

you felt like you held your breathe until sunwoo came back, carefully placing your coffee and sandwich in front of you and his meal on his side. sunwoo's sat in front of you again wiping the pair of fork and bread knife with a napkin before handing them to you. you only quietly said "thank you," as you reached for them when he spoke.

"so you liked that, huh?"

looking up with your mouth agape, you were horrified. sunwoo had a smirk and his eyes twinkled with something that tells you this day was going to be about more than a friendly breakfast date, this one was a hole you both have been digging.

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loserlvrss · 3 months

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꒰ 𝐁𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐎 ꒱ 김선우

summary : everyday texts between you and sunwoo

genre : fluff, suggestive, sunwoo x afab!reader, oneshot, drabble, text au, lowkey crack tws : pet names, suggestive content, language, honey by the boyz author notes : honey honey honey workin for you like a bee buzzin for you baby baby tell me what you need word count : n/a

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sunwooyeon · 8 months

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#he needs to take responsibility for hi actions #wtf #kim sunwoo #sunwoo #the boyz #tbz #sunwoo smut #they write themselves

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mcdonaldsnumberone · 1 year

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“Mm…,” Nagi hums, taking in the quaint restaurant around him. “It’s been forever since I got lunch with you last.”

“Yeah.” You grin at him from across the table. You prop your face up on your hand, admiring your boyfriend. “It’s all your fault.”

He peers up from his chopsticks. “How is it my fault?”

“Let’s see.” You pretend to think, tapping at your cheek with your pointer finger. “You ran off to some soccer program, got super famous, and now you’re on the road to being a pro.”

That earns you a wry smile. Nagi reaches over the table to take your hand in his. “I always make time for you though. I’m here right now, aren’t I?”

“Still. Hard to believe my boyfriend might become a big soccer star like Messi,” you murmur quietly. “Does that make me famous by proxy?”

“If the press gets a hold of you,” Nagi replies quietly. “Do you not like me playing soccer?”

“That’s not what I mean, Sei.” You rub a thumb over his knuckles, tracing patterns into his calloused hands. “I’m proud to see you chasing your dreams. I know if I wait, you’ll come to see me.”

“I don’t get to see you enough. Makes me sad.”

“Once you get a nice contract and get out of Blue Lock, you can see me all you want then!” You offer jokingly. “No issues there.”

“Yeah…,” he trails off. His normally droopy gray eyes sharpen. “I’m gonna play soccer and make a lot of money… I’ll buy a big house, take you out to nice dinners every day, and buy a fancy ring…”

Nagi’s simply rambling on, not putting much thought into what he’s saying, but heat rushes to your face at his words. “S-Sei! You shouldn’t say that so lightly!”

“Huh? I’m not saying anything bad though,” he protests. “You said it yourself. You’d wait for me.”

Your mouth feels dry as you muster up a shy laugh, suddenly unable to look at Nagi in the face. You knew you loved him, undoubtedly so, but hearing how far he had thought ahead makes you blush.

Nagi cranes his neck to look up at you, and your heart swoons when he beams at you with that sleepy, boyish smile of his.

“Keep waiting for me. Just a bit longer,” he whispers. “I promise you that we won’t ever be apart again.”

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #nagi seishiro #x reader #my writing #》WE THE BOYZ《

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atiny-piratequeen · 5 months

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𝓝𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

𓆩⟡𓆪Summary:

When two rival kingdoms send their men to you to ask for your hand in marriage to bridge the gap between kingdoms, you have a quite...unique way of getting everyone to cum together.

Errr, come together.

Nah, it was right the first time.

𓆩⟡𓆪Pairing: Lee Juyeon (The Boyz) x Fem! Reader x Jeong Yunho (Ateez)

𓆩⟡𓆪Genres/Aus: Non-Idolverse, Royal AU, Hybrids (Snow Leopard, Netherlands Dwarf Rabbit, and African Wild Dog, Respectively), Smut, Poly Endgame

𓆩⟡𓆪Tws: Swearing, Insults

𓆩⟡𓆪Sws: Consensual Chase Kink, Pred/Prey Undertones, Size Difference (Reader is smaller than the boys. And if you aren't irl, guess what? You are now. Live your smol dreams babes), Teasing, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Breast Play, Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Cum Swallowing, Marking, Riding, Anal (mxm), hints of Scent Kinks, Stomach Bulge, Slicking, mentions of ruts/heats

𓆩⟡𓆪Rating: Explicit/Mature (18+)

𓆩⟡𓆪WC: 3.7k

𓆩⟡𓆪A/n: Im a damn day late but here is my Secret Santa '23 entry for @cultofdionysusnet for, ironically, my darling Jasper (@starlitmark)

I was already like WOAH when I got you as my receiver but I think its pretty dope you also were my secret Santa *wheeze* I hope you like it, even if it's late.

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𓆩⟡𓆪©atiny-piratequeen. do not repost, translate, or use my works𓆩⟡𓆪

“You and I will not be seeing eye to eye on this. I arrived first, I asked for her hand first, and I will not bow down to some… dog .”

An audible growl filled the room, a reverb as the man across the way’s lip finally curled up.

“I’ve listened to you hiss and spit nonsense at me for half an hour, if you’d like to do more than that, I’d be more than happy to entertain that, but if all you intend on doing is make cheap shot swipes at me, it's obvious who it is she should choose to take her hand.”

You sit with your ankles crossed, your hands in your lap, watching the two men bicker at one another.

The first man is Juyeon, sent from the land of Lucid Dream. It was a place born of ice and snow, it seemed fitting that their Crown Prince was a snow leopard, his speckled tail twitching in agitation as he glared down his much bigger rival.

This being Yunho, an African wild dog sent from the kingdom of Eternal Sunshine, who stood taller than Juyeon, stared him down with an unimpressed stare, his ears, also spotted, flicking to and fro as he made steadfast eye contact with the two of them.

“Milady, I don’t think this one is going well. I don’t know how the meetings got mixed up like this-probably Donghyuck again-but I can escort them out immediately if you would like to. Before things get too…rowdy?” your consultant whispers beside you, eyes flicking back and forth between the two apex hybrids.

You hum, your nose twitching slightly.

They both smelled quite nice. How very coy of their respective Kingdoms to send hopefuls to you that were bordering on their respective ruts.

A smile crosses your face, you stand, and in an instant, both men pause in their arguing, eyes fixed on you.

“Lucid Dream and Eternal Sunshine, long have you two been at odds with one another, no? If my recollection of history goes, your two kingdoms have been in a bitter, decades-long spat with one another, right?” You step down from your post, your hand soft and delicate within your consult’s hand as he assists you.

“Milady-”

“I will be fine, Xiaojun. Tell Mark and Donghyuck to go prepare for me. It won’t take long, I made my decision.”

Xiaojun looked at your small form, pursing his lips in concern. Leaving you, a rabbit, in a room with a wild dog and a snow leopard seemed to be the LAST thing he wanted to do, but a simple quirk of your brow settled any unsaid complaints he had and he merely sighed and nodded, making his way out of the room.

The sound of your heels against the grand marble floors echoes as you make your way to the two of them, without a doubt picking up on the competing pheromones rolling off of them both in waves.

They straighten their backs, looking at you with a noticeably gentler look.

“It will take them some time to prepare my room, I imagine.”

Neither men said anything, though you can see their tails stand still, their ears perked.

The corner of your lips tilt slightly, how cute.

“The two of you can prove yourselves to me in a different way. If my kingdom is to be the bridge, we will do things my way.” you speak slowly, removing your heels and setting them aside. The two men stare, blinking slowly and curiously while you make your way to the door, a smile tugging at your lips as you feel their gaze on your smaller form.

“Let’s see who’s faster.”

You toss the door open, darting down the hall in a flash, and laughing to yourself as you count the seconds it takes before there is an eruption of noise and movement behind you.

You’re grateful for Xiaojun knowing where you were going with your untold portion of your orders to him, as the halls are relatively empty. Any servants mulling about were on alert and the moment they see you rushing down the hall, jovial and full of energy, they press themselves to the wall, keeping themselves there as two blurs rush by moments later.

“Stupid dog, move! She’s mine!” Juyeon rushed by, his eyes narrowed as he followed the scent down the hall. Yunho growled, his legs long and swift, making sure Juyeon did not overtake him in speed.

He wouldn’t lose. Failure was not an option. If the Princess wanted her soon-to-be betrothed to win in a challenge of speed-and if it came down to it, strength-he wouldn’t back down.

Especially not to a trash-talking feline from their rival kingdom.

Yunho narrowed his eyes, the scent made a sharp turn, but it was faint.

Instead, the scent had subtle stronger traces to the right. He turned, rushing down that way while Juyeon continued down the main hall.

The feline’s tail twitched when he saw him break off, but he ignored it, keeping his eyes focused on the hall he was running down.

You were…beautiful. He’d been sent with a mission in mind and he intended to follow through, to have your hand, but the moment he laid eyes on you, he knew he’d be the one to sweep you off your feet.

He’ll be damned if they lost to a clumsy dog from that place .

Juyeon swore when he found the hall was a dead end. A window was open, a silken curtain blowing in the wind. Out of it, was an avian, clearly some form of messenger, carrying a torn piece of the dress you had worn before him.

He’d been duped.

“FUCK!”

Yunho had better luck, finding you rushing through the halls while wearing a robe you’d taken from a passing servant. He let out a bark of excitement, the thrum of the chase overriding his senses as he barreled down the hall.

The decorative pins and chains on his outfit jingled and chimed as he got closer to you and you smile to yourself, slipping into a room and tucking yourself into a laundry chute, sticking your tongue out at the large dog as he stuck his head through the opening, eyes wide with excitement as you slide from view.

“Gonna have to try harder than that~” You tease, skipping as you step out from the other side.

Behavior unbecoming of a queen? Possibly. But if you were to tie your life to someone, why shouldn’t you have fun? If they couldn’t do this much, how can they expect to bring your kingdoms closer?

You dust yourself off, your ears twitching ever so slightly before you look around the laundry room. It was deathly quiet inside and you feel yourself freeze.

Someone is inside. Watching.

You don’t move anything but your head, locking eyes with something reflective and gold in the dark room.

The moment you do, it lunges at you, and it took a moment longer than you expected to force your brain to catch up to speed. In those moments, you feel your clothes being grabbed, and you stumble, nearly colliding with a wall when a strong arm wraps around your waist, lifting you with ease.

“Well, that was a pretty neat little trick you did there, my beloved. But it seems I’ve caught you. What do I win?” Juyeon inquired, and you can smell his scent thick in your nose, his heartbeat pounding against his chest and your back.

You smile and turn to him, your own heartbeat thundering loud as you place a kiss to his nose.

“Another round.” You smile and slip from his grip, shrinking your arms as close to your body as you can and sliding the robe you had taken from a servant off, rushing out of the room as Juyeon swore behind you.

The hall isn’t far from your room. You figure everything is ready and if the boys couldn’t catch you by the time the door closed, your little game was over and you’d win.

Did you want to? Probably not, but it was still fun.

A crash sounds from behind you, and you hear two sets of footsteps approaching, the hall flooded with pheromones.

“Move, dog!”

“Like hell, cat. Back off!”

You glance over your shoulder and find both of the men right on your heels.

“Lady Y/N!” They call to you at the same time, and it takes a moment for you to get your bearings, your nose twitching ever so slightly. You sniff, the smell of their combined scents flooding your senses.

Aren’t they too close?

You squeak in surprise as both of them stumble over each other, tripping and falling onto you in a heap. The air leaves your lungs and a startled yelp fell from your lips, in an instant, both of them are picking you up, panic clearly set into their features.

You feel a familiar heat settle in your core, and you realize the repetitious sound in your ears is your own heartbeat. You smile at the two men, and no doubt by now they can smell your arousal.

“Are you okay?” Juyeon inquired, his fiery disposition from before gone as he gently cupped your face, his hand warm to the touch. Yunho checked you over visually, eyes rolling over your body, looking for bruises or worse, blood.

Instead, he’s met with your flushed gaze, your chest rising and falling quickly.

“Looks like you both got me.”

The two men exchange a look with one another before looking back at you.

“Technically, I caught you first.” Juyeon interjected. Yunho narrowed his gaze at him before sighing.

“I’ll leave, I just want to make sure you both didn’t get hurt when I fell on you.”

You take his hand and Juyeon’s, a spark in your eyes as both of them look at you curiously.

“Lady Y/N?”

“If you boys don’t mind, let’s try one more thing. I’m sure that will settle this once and for all.”

They exchange a look with one another and nod slowly, curiosity making both of their respective tails sway to and fro.

-x-

“My, you two are quite pent up mm?” You let out a faux pout, a cock in each hand as you stroke slowly. There’s a wicked glint in your eye as you look up at the two, delighted by the way they both seemed adamant on holding back and not ‘crumbling’ before the other.

Poor things, they still think this an either-or situation.

Your ears twitch ever so slightly, picking up every sharp gasp and low groan from the two of them as you stroke faster, twisting one hand while you gently squeezed with the other.

“M-Milady-” Juyeon grit out, biting his lip so hard you could see small indents from his fangs. Yunho wasn’t much better, letting out unintelligible pants and growls, seemingly trying to keep himself from actually speaking so he didn’t make a fool of himself.

“It’s fine, Juyeon. You already won. Both of you have.”

Both of them sober slightly, looking at one another with a competitive spark before jolting when you bring your lips down, breath fanning over the head of their cocks as you run your tongue over them.

“Let’s get along well, okay~?”

The two buckle, scent thickening with arousal when they finally pick up on your own heat as you shift below them.

They’d stirred something inside of you, it’s only right for them to take responsibility for it.

“A-as if I’d get along well w-with someone like him.” Yunho grit out, his cock throbbing in your mouth as you tease his head with your tongue. Juyeon hissed at him, turning his head sharply.

“F-feeling’s mutual. I doubt a stupid ass dog could pleasure her, anyway .” He grit out. Yunho’s eyes blazed with the challenge and you roll your eyes below them, giving both of their cocks a squeeze. They buck and jolt, their attention landing back on you.

“Play nice.” You warn, pressing their cocks together, dragging your tongue over their slits, keening at the mixed taste. “It’d be a shame if I didn’t get to taste more because you two can’t behave.” You sigh softly, letting your tongue roll over Yunho’s cock, then Juyeon’s, and back again.

The two go quiet. Or, rather, as quiet as they could get as the occasional moan and keen roll from their lips, their rivalry temporarily placated by your actions.

They were handsome, of course. No Kingdom in their right mind would send you someone less than average, but they looked better like this, faces flushed, panting, fingers flexing as they tried to keep their hands off of you.

“That’s better.” You sit up, caressing their balls and smiling, your scent thick and sweet. Both of them unconsciously lean towards you, and you open yourself to them, perking so your breasts are spilling from the top of your dress.

An invitation, that’s what it is.

They took it for what it was, cupping and groping one breast each as you raise your head higher.

“I d-didn’t expect this nn…today,” Yunho growled, his cock throbbing in your small hand as he ran his lips over the sweet glands on the left side of your neck.

Juyeon grunted in agreement, his tongue flicking out, dragging over your throat. The barbs at the center were soft, and you find yourself clenching on nothing as they kiss their way lower, greedy lips finding your nipples.

You gasp and close your eyes, rolling their balls in your hand, trembling in their grip as you feel them running their hands down your body as they alternate between kisses to your chest and small, marking nibbles and bites.

Juyeon’s hand found its way to your folds first, chuckling airdly as he rubbed slowly. You yip and clench on nothing, your hands stopping momentarily.

“Ah, don’t you want us to bond, Bun? Don’t stop just because he’s touching you.” Yunho growled, sucking a spot into your breast you were sure wouldn’t fade easily after tonight. You narrow your eyes at him in challenge, but they flutter the moment Juyeon pinches and rolls your clit, his breath fanning over your ear.

“You’re already so wet. Did it feel nice giving us the run-around. Leaving such a sweet scent for us to follow, it’s only right we pay you back in kind.” He growled, lifting his fingers and spreading them apart, showing you-and Yunho-the slick covering them.

Your lips tremble as you look up at them, your head swirling in need as you watch Juyeon offer his messy fingers to Yunho.

He stared, eyes narrowing in need for a moment before he sucked them into his mouth, fangs grazing Juyeon’s fingers before he pulled back, a deep growl pulling from his chest as he turned to you.

“C’mere. Let’s get you comfortable.”

His definition of ‘comfortable’ was splaying you out with your legs spread in their laps, both of them kissing and biting at your necks as you squirming as you let them both stretch you, your slick making a mess of your ass, their hands, and their thighs below.

“I-I’m ready!” You cry, arching high and clenching on their fingers, mouth falling open as one of them curls their finger up to brush against your gspot. Your cries are met with deep chuckles and a kiss from each of them as they slow only long enough for you to catch your breath.

“Are you sure?” Yunho teases, his lips against your ear before he bites.

Your eyes widen and you find yourself squirting as you jolt, a yip leaving your lips. Both men let out amused keens, holding you so you wouldn’t fall as the sudden shockwave rolls through you.

“So pretty~” Juyeon purred, pulling his fingers free, smiling like the cat that ate the canary as he ran his tongue over his fingers, licking them clean as you pant, trying to catch your breath.

There’s a wet smacking sound above your head and you find yourself squished between the men. One glance across from yourself to the mirror they’d propped you up in front of and you found out why.

Yunho had his hand fisted in Juyeon’s hair, pulling him in for a demanding kiss, chasing your taste on his tongue. The sight made you keen, and you cup their necks, running your fingers over their glands, smiling as they both shuddered.

“It looks like you two are getting along just fine now, mm?” You purr.

They part, panting as they stare each other down.

“Yeah,” Juyeon mewled, his tail twitching and jerking in interest behind him.

“I think we’ll get along just fine.” Yunho licked his lip and moved to grab you by the hips, picking you clean up.

“Come, I think we’ve held back for too long. I’m aching.”

You find it exciting how easily the two of them can move you at will. Strong, yet gentle hands positioned so you were straddling Yunho, staring down hungrily at his cock as Juyeon held his cock up.

Your plan was simply to tease, but as you watch the two eye you hungrily, then eye each other with the same gaze, you realize maybe this was going to work a lot better than your playful mind had anticipated.

Taking Yunho was a task in itself. Even with your slick, you were grateful Juyeon paused to coat the bigger hybrid’s cock in lube provided by your consultants (you’d thank Xiaojun, Mark, and Donghyuck later).

“T-Tight-” Yunho growled, his canines pronounced the more he lost his composure, his hands gripping your hips tight. You cling to his hands, body shaking as Juyeon cooed sweet nothings to you, reaching to rub your clit and the base of your tail.

“A-Ahn- fuck-” You swear, eyes closing as Juyeon’s feline purrs override your mind.

“That’s it. Such a good wife you’re going to be for us. Open your eyes, Princess. You’re bulging.” He growled, cupping your jaw. You gasp and look down, eyes widening as you see the tell-tale bulge in your stomach.

Had…had he grown bigger while he was inside of you?

The very thought made you gush on his cock, your hands falling to Yunho’s chest as you bounce on your own accord, eager to feel him deeper inside.

“S-Shit- Y/N-” He swears, hands tightening on your hips as you ride him, your hips and ass slapping against his thighs. Juyeon watches, mesmerized as you swallow Yunho’s cock, your slick leaving a lewd, shiny trail on his cock that dribbled down to his balls.

“C-Come…come here.” Your voice startled the snow leopard back into focus and he glanced up, pupils dilating as you open your mouth, tongue out for him.

“G-Gimme.” You demand, and he doesn’t need to be told twice, standing up and cupping the back of your head. He doesn’t even have the time to open his mouth and be a gentleman, to urge you to go slow before you dive down, eagerly bobbing your head until you feel him touch the back of your throat.

They both smelled so good, thick and hot and it made you crave more, especially hearing both of them moan and gasp your name. Yunho thrust his hips up, bouncing you in his laps and he would have probably knocked you off balance, had it not have been for the iron-clad grip your thighs had on his frame and his hands had on your hips.

Juyeon kept himself anchored by cupping your head, and rubbing the base of your ears. He found your throat tightening at the motion and smiled wickedly.

“Is that n-nice? Having your cute little ears rubbed while we claim your pussy and your throat?” He panted, hissing through his teeth as he watched you turn your teary, pleasure-struck gaze up to him, drooling as his cock pressed deep into your throat.

“I c-can’t keep holding it back.” Yunho gritted, eyes flickering back and forth between your mouth and your pussy, both stuffed in such a lewd manner.

You clench around him, a subtle sign you didn’t want him to, and thankfully both of them took the sign for what it was, fucking you and your throat with a mismatched tempo that eventually synched up.

Every fiber of your body felt like it was alight with pleasure, and stars exploded behind your lids as you finally felt them flood your mouth and pussy. You feel delighted as you feel the mess between your legs, only sealed inside by Yunho’s cock (which still throbbed, almost as if he wanted to unload more into your tightness). Juyeon pulled you out of your musing when he pulled out of your mouth, panting like a beast as he looked down upon your kiss-swollen and saliva-covered lips.

“That’s our good girl. Are you alright?” Yunho murmured, petting your head. You lick your lips, taking a moment to gather your barings before pressing into his hand, smiling.

“You two don’t think we’re done, do you?” You inquire after catching your breath. They exchange a look of surprise with one another before quickly recovering and grinning.

-x-

Minutes turned to hours, and positions changed. From you eagerly arching your back, nuzzling Yunho’s cock and teasing it with kisses as Juyeon takes you from behind to you biting marks into his ass while Yunho thrusts into him, keeping his cheeks spread with a devious giggle as his fiery voice melted into airy, near shy whimpers. Or the way Yunho trembled and groaned as you bite marks into his thighs while he greedily curled his tongue deep inside of Juyeon, reaching around to stroke him and milk another orgasm from the spent feline.

By the time the three of you are actually satiated, you lay in a pile of noodle-like limbs, dazed and happy as you gather your bearings.

“I think,” Juyeon panted, running a hand through his sweaty locks.

“-this is the start to a wonderful union.” Yunho finished, nosing both you and Juyeon’s hair, clearly close to dozing. You blink.

“...oh, right, the kingdom thing.” You yawn despite both of them laughing. You motion for them to follow you to your private bath, cum dribbling down your legs.

“C’mon, my sweets. We need all the rest we can get if we are to continue our… negotiations tomorrow, yes?” You wink at them over your shoulder, smiling as they appear at your side in a flash, heading deeper into the bathroom before closing the door with a click.

“Right, negotiations. I’m sure that’s what we can call it.”

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#fie writes #cultofdionysusnet #kwritersworldnet #kdiarynet #codn santa 23 #juyeon smut #yunho smut #juyeon x reader #yunho x reader #kpop smut #ateez smut #the boyz smut #kpop crossover smut #im so sorry its late aaaaa #ill add it to the other masterlist later I'm tired lol #k-vanity

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momhwa-agenda · 2 months

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[12:34 AM] Juyeon

A/N: I think about Juyeon's "my baby" audio so much and damn I think about him saying that against my-🔫😵🤪

“Mmm, my baby” Juyeon murmurs on your skin. He proceeds to pinch your pussy lips with his mouth, then probes his tongue in your wet hole. You moan uncontrollably from the way his tongue moves around in your cunt and the squelching sounds of your wet pussy. The amount of slurping noises that Juyeon was adding as he ate you out was driving you mad. You were whining and your thighs were shaking. Though Juyeon was skilled in making you experience explosive orgasms, the build-up to it was just as good, sometimes you didn’t mind it when he took his time lapping at your arousal. It was enough to make your body writhe, you wanted to prolong the delicious state of bliss.

Juyeon gives one last kiss to your pussy before he adjusts himself to hover over you. He doesn’t even have to ask you to open your mouth, as you slowly stick your tongue out like his precious obedient slut. Pleased, Juyeon opens his mouth dripping with your juices mixed in his saliva, letting it fall down your mouth before he tongue fucks your mouth.

The kiss is messy but passionate. You envelope him in your arms as he leans into the kiss, grinding his hard cock over your wet cunt. You hug him closer, sucking his tongue while your hand reaches down between your bodies to put his cock inside you.

You were so fucking wet that he pushes himself inside you with ease. As he slowly thrusts in you, Juyeon's heart swells at the sight of your flushed face. He showers your face with kisses, moving down to your neck and chest, holding you as if you were the most incredible being in this world.

You reach your hand up to tug on his hair, pulling him back to a kiss. You feel completely fucked out, lost in the sensation you don’t even tell him that you’re coming. It’s when Juyeon feels the rush of your liquids against his cock, he excitedly pulls out and faces your pussy, opening his mouth to catch your arousal when you squirt uncontrollably. You let out a shriek and grip the bedsheets once you feel his mouth lapping at your juices. It’s as if you were struck with a strong current, when you felt Juyeon part your pussy lips with just his tongue, so he could lick your wet pussy. "Fuck, I love you so much" he whispers in between licks and kisses "You're my girl. I love you, and your pussy. I could eat you out all day"

hey @snowflakewhispers @midnightfantasiez @daisyvisions (yes you i will never forget that discussion we had about this audio daisy dear)

#the boyz #juyeon #lee juyeon #juyeon smut #juyeon x reader #tbz #the boyz smut #the boyz x reader #tbz x reader #the boyz imagines #the boyz scenarios #tbz scenarios #the boyz fanfic #tbz fanfic #tbz smut #juyeon scenarios #momhwa writes #i am thinking about it idc if this wasn't written well abhshdsjkfdkgf

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ofduskanddreams · 1 year

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acotar, but camp half-blood pt.1

#I have no plans to write this #this is just for fun #why?#because it’s pretty #cassian acotar #rhys acotar #azriel acotar #the boyz #bat boys

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depressedhouseplant · 16 days

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🔞 Just Fucking Write - Day 94 🔞

Prompt: Straight Sex (blame @m-is-mickey for the suggestion) - Juyeon x Giselle (Aeri)

Tags: Unprotected sex (wrap it up, kids), lewds/nudes, oral sex (f receiving), squirting, multiple orgasms

A/N: I picked Aespa’s Giselle because she & Winter did a TikTok with Juyeon & Eric. My other option was Illit, but shockingly people get their asses on their shoulders if you ship a legal member of a group if there’s any underage members. Whatever. All of Aespa is legal. Let’s move on, shall we? This is separate from both the Hyunjin & Jumil Cheating Universes.

Aeri-bae: WYD? 😘

Juyeon picked up his phone when it went off on his bedside table.

Juyeon: Lying in bed. Why?

A pause.

Aeri-bae: Naked? 😏

Juyeon snorted.

Juyeon: Has anyone told you that you think like a guy?

Aeri-bae: Regularly. Wanna fuck then get ramen?

He definitely couldn’t turn that down. Half the group was out of the country and everyone else had gone to bed. He could leave without being interrogated. The girls had just moved into a new dorm and all of them knew to turn a blind eye when Juyeon showed up.

Juyeon: Be there in 10

Aeri-bae: Make it 7. I’m soaking my sheets already

Juyeon’s cock stirred at the thought of Aeri with her pussy out and dripping. Juyeon grabbed a sweater, his wallet, and keys and was out the door. If the traffic was in his favor and he caught the bus at the right time, he could get to their dorm in 7 minutes. Everything worked in his favor. Jimin opened the door and rolled her eyes when she saw him.

”You know where to go,” she sighed as she let him in.

”Thanks,” Juyeon grinned. “We’ll try to keep it down.”

”I got earplugs after last time,” she replied. Juyeon went down the hall and knocked on Aeri’s door. He heard rustling then she peeked out from behind the door. “Close your eyes. I have a surprise.”

”Okay,” he agreed and she pulled him into her room by his wrist.

”Open,” she said. He opened his eyes to see her standing in front of him in a black lace lingerie set. There were no panties, just a garter belt, and the bra barely qualified for the term.

”Holy fuck,” he breathed.

”I want you to take some pictures before we get started. Something we can both enjoy when we can’t see each other,” she told him.

”With what?” He asked dumbly, still trying to take in the sight in front of him. He noticed a distinct glisten on Aeri’s inner thighs.

”Your phone works, doesn’t it?” She teased.

”You want me to take pictures of you in lingerie and have them on my phone?” He asked.

”In progressively less and less lingerie to be specific and I can show you how to encrypt the folder,” Aeri replied. “All the other boys were very enthusiastic.”

Juyeon knew they weren’t exclusive. They’d agreed on that early on.

”How many others?” Juyeon asked.

”Four, but you’re my favorite. And the only one I let raw me,” She grinned, climbing back on the bed. She made a point of crawling so he could see how wet her pussy was. He was dying to get a taste of her before he fucked her.

”I’m flattered,” he said as he stripped to his underwear.

”You should be,” she replied and leaned back on the bed. Juyeon began taking pictures as she posed. Then she reached back and pulled the bra off, leaving her tits exposed.

”You -,” he began.

”Keep going. I’m gonna be naked by the time this little photo shoot is done,” she said.

“Okay,” he nodded, already starting to feel pussy drunk and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Juyeon kept taking pictures until Aeri was completely naked and reclined on the bed, casually rubbing her pussy.

”Let me see,” she held out her free hand. Juyeon gave her his phone and she swiped through the pictures. “You’re also a better photographer.”

”Thanks,” he said as she handed him his phone back.

“Have I tortured you long enough?” She asked.

”Please let me taste you,” Juyeon whined, his dick hard enough to cut diamonds, but still in his underwear.

”Take off your undies and you can have my pussy,” Aeri replied. Juyeon almost fell off the bed trying to get out of his underwear and not lose sight of between Aeri’s legs. She laughed. Once he finally got them off, Juyeon plunged his face between her legs and began licking and sucking. She tasted like honey and it was addictive. She dug her fingers into his scalp and moaned as he licked every drop he could get. He stuck his tongue in her cunt and began fucking her with it.

”Fuck, Juyeon, I’m gonna fucking come all over your face,” she panted, bucking her hips in his face.

”Do it,” he pulled back for a moment. Then he resumed his position between her legs and kept tongue fucking her until he felt her thighs start to shake. Then her pussy started to flutter around his tongue. A few seconds later, she was dripping come all over his nose and mouth. Aeri had thrown a pillow over her face to muffle her cries of pleasure, mostly so she wouldn’t get bitched out by her roommates later. Juyeon sat up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. She hadn’t fully come down from her first orgasm before he slid into her tight pussy. Even fucking four other guys hadn’t loosened her up. The fact she stayed tight was part of the appeal. She wasn’t as tiny as some of the other girls he’d fucked, but she was the one he kept coming back to. Tight, sexy, and not afraid to tell him exactly what she wanted.

”Should I make more of a mess of your pussy?” He grunted as he thrust into her.

”Fucking ruin me,” she pulled him down into a kiss. It was more teeth and tongue than was comfortable, but Juyeon enjoyed it anyway. He sat back on his heels, pulling Aeri up on his lap. He took her waist and began fucking her on his cock.

”Shit, what the fuck,” she grunted as he manhandled her.

“You said ruin you,” he smirked.

”I did, didn’t I?” She grinned. She tilted her head back, exposing her neck for the taking. No marks. That was the only firm rule in the industry. Juyeon wanted to mark her up. To show the other guys he was her first choice. Instead he had to settle for mouthing at the smooth skin as she bounced on his dick.

”Ready to come again?” He asked against her throat.

”Always ladies first,” she teased.

”And more than once if I can arrange it,” Juyeon added.

”Finish me again,” Aeri kissed him again, this time with a little more finesse. He reached between them and teased her clit with this thumb. He felt her body momentarily lock up, then she was coming again, her face buried in his shoulder.

”That…was cheating,” she panted when she finished.

”No, I just know how to properly pleasure a woman,” Juyeon teased.

”When you put it that way,” she kissed him. “Ready to fill me up?”

”Been ready,” Juyeon leaned her back down and balanced himself on his arms before fucking hard into her again. It wasn’t long before he was coming hard and fast into her pussy. He pulled out when he finished and admired the mix of their come oozing out of her red and swollen cunt.

”Can I take a picture of this?” He asked. Aeri looked surprised for a moment, then handed him his phone.

”Naughty boy,” she giggled, spreading her legs wider so he could get a good shot. He showed her the pictures when he finished. “You’re definitely sending me those.”

”Of course,” he grinned. They stared at each other for a moment like there was something more to be said.

”Time to clean up and get some food,” she said. She passed him a box of tissues as she pulled on a robe to go to the bathroom. Once they were as clean as possible and redressed, they left for the 24 hour ramen spot a few blocks from the girls’ apartment. Juyeon found himself holding Aeri’s hand. They probably should’ve worn masks or something else to obscure their identities, but it was 2am and they were both still fucked out. Dating “scandals” had been rampant recently even if it was just two idols of the opposite sex having a normal conversation.

Maybe in a different life, Juyeon thought to himself as they took a booth in the back. Aeri was about to pick up the menu when Juyeon stopped her.

”I want to get a picture of this, too,” he said.

“Seriously? I’m wearing a flannel and my glasses,” she huffed.

”Maybe I want a PG picture I can show my friends when they ask about who I’m seeing,” Juyeon said.

”Fine,” Aeri posed and Juyeon took the picture.

”Perfect,” he said and showed it to her.

”Thanks,” she tried to hide a blush and failed. “Now let’s order. I’m starving.”

#just fucking write 2k24 #minors dni #crossover ships #Juyeon x Giselle #the boyz fanfic #the boyz smut #aespa fanfic #aespa smut

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To your Avalon

Note: gosh it's been a while since I've written anything and I missed working on all of my projects so much. I thought a lot about which idea I should continue writing on, and then I figured: what better way to come back to tumblr than by adding a new group to my list? Expect a lot more of The Boyz from me ;)

Synopsis: Juyeon had looked your way. And he was blushing. There had always been amazing chemistry between you, but tonight, both of you are ready to drive that cemistry to a whole new level. After escaping Eric's late New Year's Eve party, Juyeon can't wait to explore every part of you.

Genre: mostly fluff, followed by a tiny bit of sensual smut

Pairing: juyeon x afab reader

Word count: 3.2k

Warnings: parties (ew), alcohol, a bit of oral (f receiving)

"Nobody needs to come along."

That's how it all escalated.

Barely thirty minutes ago, you had still been at the party, having a good time, dancing to mediocre music. Overall the party was a little boring, and there weren’t many people you knew, but it was fun enough.

One of the few familiar faces was Lee Juyeon, though to say that you were friends would be putting it strongly. You'd spoken to him before, about the weather, about music, about some people you both knew, your favorite food, his favorite color, and just once about the meaning of life. But all of these conversations had been short-lived and usually got interrupted by either one of you being called by a friend.

And yet, even though you merely knew him on this superficial level, something just felt right whenever you were able to talk with him. The way he would look at you every time you spoke, listening intently, like he truly enjoyed hearing you tell your life stories… Perhaps it was just delusion, but you could have sworn you’d seen that gaze of his dart towards your lips a few times.

It was probably delusion.

Today should have been like any other day. The party was hosted by Eric, to celebrate New Year’s Eve, even though it was about two weeks late for that. You stood in the kitchen with a friend and you were in the middle of laughing at one of their genius jokes when you noticed Juyeon’s figure from the corner of your eye. Immediately, you felt a heavy feeling in your stomach. He caught you laughing, how cliché! What if he was going to think you were just putting up a show to catch his attention?

With your smile now removed entirely from your heated face, you poured yourself a glass of champagne, and quickly reengaged in the conversation with your friend, who hadn’t noticed your brief moment of panic. Every now and then, you couldn’t help but take a quick look in Juyeon’s direction, just to see that he remained caught up in his conversation as well.

By the sixth time you peeked at him, you came to the shocking realization that he was looking right back at you. The moment couldn’t have lasted more than a millisecond, but it was enough. Too much even. Juyeon had looked your way. He had seemed thrilled at the eye contact, and even though he had turned his head away from you immediately, you hadn’t missed the deep red color that had appeared on his ears and cheeks.

Juyeon had looked your way. And he was blushing.

After this moment, you caught him taking little glances at you several more times. At first, it appeared to be almost accidental, but as time went on, you got a growing feeling that he was doing it on purpose. You decided that you’d had enough of this when he even threw you a little smirk. Not wanting him to see how worked up you got over him, you stopped looking in his direction and focused on your friend instead. Mostly.

A couple of minutes later, you found yourself all alone in the kitchen, after your friend had left to go to the bathroom. Trying not to act as mortified as you were, you focused on the bottle of champagne, as you were about to pour yourself a second glass. Right when you were about to tilt the bottle, you caught a familiar figure approaching you from the corner of your eye. Before you could even act at all, Juyeon’s large warm hand brushed against yours as he gently took the bottle from your hands.

“Allow me.”

The warmth, along with the playfulness in his voice made your cheeks burning hot all over again. With your eyes fully fixed on the way he poured the champagne into your glass, you tried to ignore the violent tornado that seemed to be ripping your stomach apart. You didn’t know what kind of “butterflies” other people felt in their bellies, but you were damn sure they had never laid eyes on Lee Juyeon.

“Did you know Hyunjae’s running an afterparty?” he asked while pouring himself a glass of champagne too. His eyes were creased in his usual, delightful smile, which was enough to completely distract you from any conversation points whatsoever. You took a subtle deep breath in order to snap out of it, but the sight of his lips…

“Here you go.” Juyeon handed your own glass back to you with that same dazzling smile and he carefully clinked his glass against yours as a matter of saying cheers. “Happy new year,” you joked, while returning the gesture to him. As you looked up at Juyeon - as one does when saying cheers - you caught a glimpse of your friend, who was making her way back from the bathroom. God, please not now. You finally had this boy all to yourself.

Your friend waved enthusiastically, and you gave them an awkward little wave in return. Juyeon turned his head to see what was going on, and when he looked your way again, his demeanor had changed a little. His body had tensed and the relaxed expression he wore on his face just before, now made way for a more nervous appearance.

“Y/n…,” he uttered while putting his glass back on the counter, “Do you maybe want to get out of here?”

He was so close to you now. You hadn’t even noticed how close he had gotten. The way he stood in front of you completely blocked your view from your friend, and part of you felt inexplicably grateful for this. His voice had sounded exhilarated, which made you all the more nervous. But at the same time… incredibly excited.

“Sure!” you said, while nodding perhaps a tad too enthusiastically, “is the afterparty just at Hyunjae’s place?” His eyebrow perked up at your question, which sent a slight tremble through your hand when you tried to take another sip from your champagne.

“Nobody needs to come along.”

The way he spoke was hushed, almost secretive. It had barely been more than a whisper, yet he had pronounced every word with so much clarity that there was no way to misunderstand what he had said.

“Every time I get to talk to you, we find ourselves caught in such crowded places. It’s hard to get to know you like this.”

You tried to avoid his gaze when you involuntarily felt how your lips curled into an awkward grin, and you nervously played around with the glass in your hands. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest, and whether it was because of Juyeon or the champagne, a dizzy feeling began to rise. Or maybe it was because he stood close enough for you to have the smell of his cologne drowning out any other sensation for a second.

Juyeon broke the tension by taking a sip from his own glass, which made it a little easier for you to wrap your head around the situation. Maybe he just wanted to take you to the movies? … at 1 am? Please. Despite your immense nervousness to even be near him like this, there wasn’t a single cell in your body that made you doubt how much you wanted exactly the same thing he wanted - whatever that might be.

“Y/n!”

Shit. Your friend had almost made their way through the other partygoers and startled you and Juyeon out of this moment of anticipation. In coincidental unison, the two of you set your champagne glasses back on the counter, and Juyeon straightened his back. This was it. This was when each of you would say their goodbyes for the night, like any other time you’d ever managed to speak to each other for more than five minutes.

But Juyeon didn’t say goodbye. He didn’t say anything.

Instead, you felt how his fingers brushed softly against yours, as he reached out his hand to you. His palm pointed up, his fingers were in a relaxed, welcoming position. Inviting.

“Are we ready to risk it all?”

His voice sounded equally as inviting, and with that, like in some kind of trance, you felt your own hand holding on to Juyeon’s.

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The excited sound of your voices filled the apartment even before you entered, as Juyeon chuckled while you were fumbling around to find the right key. He was so close to you again. The little space that was left between the two of you only grew smaller and smaller and smaller. Now small enough to feel his breath on your cheek. His hand rested very lightly on your waist. The scent of his cologne intoxicated you even more. It took a lot of effort to keep your breathing at a regular pace, until you finally got the key and opened the door.

Unable to suppress your excitement, the two of you giggled as you entered the apartment and within seconds, Juyeon finally wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him. He buried his face into your neck, his lips curled up from the excitement and satisfaction of finally having you all to himself, and he deeply inhaled your scent. Even through all the layers of clothes, you could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest, forming a drumming sensation against your own.

Both completely breathless, you took a moment to simply exist there. With your head snuggled against his shoulder, you relished in his company. Silently drinking in the experience of how he held you so tightly, how his muscles felt as they were wrapped around you like this, and how his hair tickled the side of your cheek. The room was now perfectly tranquil, the silence not even broken by your breathing, as both of you seemed too afraid to be woken from this everlasting dream. All there was, was the sound of your heartbeat, and muted traffic noise in the far distance.

And then another deep inhale from Juyeon. “You hug nicely,” he let out softly under his breath, before pulling away slightly to look at you. “You’re one to talk,” you muttered in response, delighted by the way his smile washed over his face again.

Acting completely on impulse at first, you pressed a kiss on his neck, right beside his jaw. You hadn’t thought much of it, but when you noticed the slight shudder that pulled through his body in response, you wanted to kiss his neck even more. So you did.

With every touch, the goosebumps on his skin got just a little more intense, and his fingers clenched themselves more tightly around your arm.

Both of you were slightly pulled out of your trance when he suddenly let out a little moan, which he had tried to suppress, and you pulled away from his neck to look at him, only to be kissed almost immediately. Though the kiss may have been sudden, he was so gentle; only kissing your lips lightly, like he was waiting for some kind of response before venturing any further. And once you opened your mouth to let in his tongue, he didn’t waste a second to explore you more.

Somewhat impatiently, he moved on from your mouth to your neck again. A lovely chill went through your body as he kissed his way from your jaw to your neck, treating every spot exactly like he had treated your mouth, and he moved further and further down. First to your shoulder, then to your chest and so on. He proceeded to kiss your body, only being separated from you by the clothes you were still wearing and he moved down and down to your upper belly, then your lower belly, and eventually he kneeled to kiss your hips.

With his fingers hooked on the rim of your trousers, he looked up at you with pleading eyes. “Is it okay if I…” he started, and before he could even finish his question, you were already desperately nodding yes at him.

A soft sigh of excitement escaped him and his fingers rushed to unbutton and unzip your jeans. In the blink of an eye, your trousers were hanging around your ankles and Juyeon’s fingers were running all over your bare skin, earning a little gasp from both of you. It felt like your head was spinning from the way his hands grabbed at you, the way his lips felt warm and lush on your inner thighs, and the way his teeth scraped at your skin ever so softly, yet hastily. He almost appeared like a fish out of water, the way he craved your body, and it seemed like he would surely choke if he didn’t get to touch you quickly.

With hasty movements, he tugged at your panties until they hung around your ankles, along with your jeans, and he brought one of his hands between your legs to reach his fingers between your folds.

The way he went about it was exhilarating and you fully wanted him to continue, yet maybe not at this pace. You took his hastiness as a compliment, knowing it meant nothing more than that he was excited to finally be doing this with you, but you wanted to slow things down a little just to catch this high.

Right when he was about to dive into you with his mouth, you brushed your fingers through his hair and softly said his name to him. This made him look up at you, the corners of his mouth still vaguely curled into a smile, and his eyes hopeful. “We can take our time,” you whispered to him softly.

His body relaxed at these words and the way you stroked your fingers through his hair, like he got so worked up in his own excitement, he had driven himself crazy, and your permission to take it slowly was enough to make him come to his senses again. His smile grew a little bigger on one side of his mouth, his eyes smiling along at you.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

As soon as he got rid of his jacket, his hands were already back on you again and he shifted you to the middle of the bed. He hooked his fingers under your shirt and you lifted your arms in the air so he could pull it over your head. Then he proceeded to take off his own shirt as well, while you unhooked your bra and tossed it away into the room.

He reached his face back between your legs, more slowly and more intentionally this time, and pressed a long, careful kiss on your clit. His big, strong hands held you tightly by one of your thighs to help you keep your balance, which was much needed. He reached forward with his eyes almost fully closed and an electrical sensation shot up your spine when you felt his upper lip on your clit, while his tongue slid up between your folds.

Before he would lick you any more, he pulled away again, rose to his feet, and gave you a soft kiss on your lips. Right when you were about to start complaining, you were suddenly lifted up and he placed you on the edge of your own bed. When he took a step back to crouch down and untie his shoelaces, you got the memo and you quickly began to take off your shoes as well and got rid of the jeans and panties that still hung around your ankles.

Finally serenity returned now that you were completely nude, no longer protected by the comfort of any piece of clothing whatsoever. The air felt cold against your bare skin, and this sensation was all too welcome after how heated you had gotten from Juyeon. Despite the darkness of the night, some light made its way into your room from the street lanterns outside and this was enough to admire Juyeon’s body. He was still in his pants, but that didn’t seem to concern him in the slightest. All of his attention was on you.

“Beautiful…” he muttered under his breath. The way he said it made it seem like it wasn’t supposed to be said out loud, and even in this dimly lit room you could see his ears getting red right after he said it.

Slowly and very gently now, he eased you on your back while getting on top of you, and he pressed a kiss on your collarbone. “Are you absolutely sure you feel comfortable with this?” he hummed softly while working his kisses up to your neck, creating goosebumps all over your skin. “Yes… Please…” you whine softly. You hadn’t even noticed how tightly you had been holding on to his arm until now.

He raised his head and brought his face close to yours, hovering directly above you with that same damn smile again. “And you’re really sure you won’t regret it later if we continue now?” His voice was so wonderful he made your head spin just by asking these questions.

“Absolutely sure,” you replied with even more determination now, and he pressed a satisfied little kiss on your lips, only to continue on down to your breast. You tensed when you felt how his lips cupped your nipple, and the feeling of his breath on your bare, sensitive skin sent a delightful shiver down your spine.

“And you’re not just saying this because you don’t dare to back out anymore?”

You immediately shook your head and squirmed a little when he dragged his tongue along your nipple. “Juyeon, I’ve been ready since before we left,” you say firmly while placing one hand on his head to stroke your fingers through his hair, “so please… Take me now.”

Finally satisfied, he pressed one final kiss on your breast before moving downward. You arched your back when he passed right past your sensitive area, and then his lips met your skin again on your inner thigh, all the way down by your knee. From there, he began to trail his kisses up, very slowly, taking his time with every single one, taking his time to drink in all of your little reactions, your scent, and the realization that this long-awaited moment was finally here. His kisses continued to trail upwards again until you could feel his breath on your vulva.

A strong shudder went through you as he took his time to tease you, continuing to press kisses on your thighs while being ever so close to the area you needed him the most. Your heart was racing and your entire body was covered in goosebumps from the sensation of his soft lips against your sensitive skin and the tickling of his hair.

Finally, he pressed one last kiss on your thigh and you felt how he held his face right before your opening now, hearing him whisper softly:

“Take me to your Avalon…”

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End note: I'm a tease, I know. Maybe if you guys beg me enough, I might consider writing the rest of the smut scene, from start to finish if you know what I mean ;)

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