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[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

♤ His Burning Desire (JWY) [Pt.1] ♤

♡ Pairing : MafiaBoss!Jung Wooyoung x F!Reader

♡ Summary : That day, when he laid his eyes on her, there was a burning desire that arose in him, the desire to claim her as his own. And he was sure to do what he desired...

♡ Warnings : Angst, Smut, Fluff, kidnapping, torture, mentions of killing, obsessive and toxic behavior, Sadism, Non-con.

♡ Disclaimer : I strictly do not support this kind of behavior and that this is a fic, so read it as a fic.

♡ Taglist : @azriel-owns-my-heart @spoorti09 @toxicccred @cherryxsang @atinyreads (comment or send in a request if you want to tagged in my posts)

Jung Wooyoung, the man known for his absolute cruelty, who was also crazy as hell, but the bad kind of crazy. Why? He loved getting blood on his hands.

His eyes tracked down every moment of yours, while being seated in his chair. The moment you set foot inside the bar, you instantly caught his eyes. He sat in his VIP seat, while his friends were drinking their lives out, his eyes always stayed on the dance floor, his eyes stayed on you.

You practically really needed a break, so going to a club, drinking and dancing with your friends without a care about this world was the first decision you made. There was no harm in it, right?

Wooyoung found you extremely perfect, the way you danced, the way you spoke to everyone, the way you looked so innocent yet sultry. He loved everything about you that night. He never felt this attracted to anyone but you, Why? Cause he felt the deep desire to taint you in every way possible the second he set his eyes on you.

Having enough of the drinking and stalking at the you like a creep, Wooyoung just stood up to walk out but not before saying goodbye to his friends. But apparently you were very intoxicated from all the drinking and definitely didn't see who you were about bump into. Your eyes were blurry and your mind wasn't thinking straight when you were being made to stand straight by the man you just bumped into.

You quickly rubbed your eyes and leaned in closer to look at the man, and your eyes widened while your cheeks heated up when you scanned his handsome features and the mole and his eye. "Damn you're really handsome" And you wanted the ground to swallow you after you realised what you just said.

Wooyoung just smirked at you while you quickly backed away and fixed your dress, not knowing what you just started. Oh how badly he wanted to ruin every part of you.

"Sir, Seo Y/n, born in the year 2003, in America, is an architecture student at Seoul University, who is currently doing her masters. She is also an orphan, because her parents died when she was 16 due to an attack on their house by some gangsters. She is currently living on her own, while she inherited her parents money." Wooyoung listened to his right hand man, Yeongjin, listing down the information he just got from all the research he did on the said girl.

Wooyoung listened carefully as he looked at the computer screen which showed the pictures taken of the said girl. "And her relationship status?" Wooyoung finally looked away from the screen as he eyed the man standing straight in front of him, "Yes sir, I was about to get there, she has not been in any relationship."

Wooyoung smirked at the new piece of information he just got, "So fucking innocent", Wooyoung told out loud before looking at his assistant, "Call Seonghwa hyung and tell him, I have something important to discuss with him and that he should meet me today at my mansion." Yeongjin nodded and left the room after bowing to him.

"You must be kidding me Jung Wooyoung!" Seonghwa set his cup down on the glass table as he screamed at his younger friend. "No I'm not." Wooyoung deadpanned as he was least fazed by Seonghwa yelling at him.

"This is one weird way of telling me you have lost your fucking mind. You really want to stalk some innocent girl when you have much more important works to do?" Wooyoung showed no emotion as he replied, "Yeah I know, and that's why you're gonna attend the meeting with Lee instead of me, while I do the stalking"

"You're insane for this, what are you gonna do later? Kidnap her? Force her to marry you?" "Actually now that you gave me the idea, I might as well do that Hyung." Wooyoung smirked at Seonghwa, making him roll his eyes, "Promise me one thing, you're still going to take your medication. I don't want your anger issues to hurt that poor girl, who knows what she got herself into."

Wooyoung set his glass down now, as he clenched his jaw, "Yeah". Wooyoung hated to be reminded of his anger issues, which was caused due to being in the mafia world from birth and having to take care of the mafia business from the age of 17 which also involved, dealing with grumpy old men who did nothing but disapprove of everything he did. Though the man was taking medications to cool down his anger issues, he just needed to get blood on his hands, he needed to see blood, he needed to feel the liquid flowing down his arms.

It was almost the end of the day at your college and you currently sat in your college library, planning the blue print of your project which was due next week. You got distracted by the feeling of someone's eyes on you but did not give it a thought yet again though you've had the feeling of being in a twilight zone for a three whole months.

You looked up to check the timing and realised it was already 7 and you should just probably leave. While walking back to your apartment, you could feel someone was behind you every step you took and it definitely creeped you out. You suddenly stopped and took a deep breath before turning around to find no one. It sends chills down your spine, though it wasn't very dark, it certainly was a very alarming hour for you to walk back to your apartment which is literally inside a very dark alley.

Wooyoung though, was having enough of just stalking you. He hated the fact that you never acknowledged his presence. He wanted nothing but to lay his hands on you, feel you, touch you, like his desire wanted him to. And he was sure to satisfy his desire today.

You opened the door of your apartment and were about to close the door, until a large hand stopped from doing so. You screeched out as you backed away from the door, and soon the door opened to reveal the man who looked somewhat familiar to you.

Wooyoung pinned you against the wall and held your hands above your head as he stared at you with his dark eyes, his face having that smirk. "Hey princess" "W-who are you?" Your voice barely came out as a whisper but Wooyoung managed to hear it, "Jung Wooyoung."

You instantly got yourself together and pushed him away with all the force, "Get out of my house!" Wooyoung clenched his jaw as he pinned you to the wall with much stronger force as his lips attached themselves to your neck. You tried hard to push him away but he just held your hands together in a tight grip as his lips sucked dark marks on your neck.

And before you knew it, you got hit with the holder of his gun and everything went black as you collapsed on him.

Your eyes fluttered open and you found yourself sleeping on a king sized bed in a certainly very large bedroom. After recalling the past moments, your eyes widened. You quickly got out of the bed, and just as you were about to get to the door, it opened to reveal, Jung Wooyoung.

Your voice stopped at your throat as you looked at the man who stood there eyeing even the way you breathed. Before you could comprehend the things going on around you, you felt his hands on your waist, while his other hand travelled up to your cheeks. Suddenly, he grabbed your jaw in a tight grip making you look at his dark gaze.

"Listen here sweetheart, from now on, you belong here. You belong in my empire. You belong to me." He had his hell of a smirk on his face, while he had you pinned against the black wall. Your eyes glossed up with tears and your hand instantly came in contact with his cheek as you slapped him painfully hard across his face. He held his cheek and looked at you, and you felt something snapped in him as his eyes looked crazy as ever. "Trust me, sweetheart, you don't fucking know what you just got yourself into"

And suddenly his hand travelled up to hold your neck in a chokehold as he slammed your head against the wall. His lips attacked your neck, while his other hand came up to pin your hands above your head. Your eyes were now filled with tears as you tried hard to break free from hold.

His lips attached themselves to yours as he kissed you hard and rough. You were forced to kiss him back as you gave in, while his hands travelled down and ripped your shirt into two, revealing your bra to him. His hands caressed your bare waist as his kisses got rougher and wilder.

And suddenly you were turned and pushed against the wall by him. His hands roam around your body, making you moan out. "You're fucking mine" You felt him rip away your skirt from your body, leaving you with just your lace panties and bra.

You were suddenly pushed on the bed and as your back hit the mattress of the bed, you felt his leather belt being tied around your neck as he turned it into a leash. He hovered over you and pinned you against the bedpost, "You're going to fucking behave now, do not get on my nerves sweetheart"

And before you knew it, you were made to go on your hands and knees as he pulled on the belt, making you lounge back, your back coming in contact with his broad bare chest. He immediately pushed himself inside you, ramming his cock inside you at a fast pace.

His other hand came down to slap at the flesh of your ass as he correspondingly pulled at his belt while his cock abused your pussy. He definitely didn't prep you enough, and did not give you enough time to adjust to his size which caused a burning sensation at your hole. You bit on the sheets to try and hide your moans, but that was immediately stopped as he pulled on the belt making you lounge backwards as you let out loud moans.

"That is it, fucking get louder for me. Scream my name. You're mine do you get that?" He didn't give you time to respond as he thrust his cock inside you at a very harsher pace making you let out a scream. His hands come down to pinch and flick at your clit making you dig your nails into the palms of your hand.

He rubbed circles at your clit making you come all over his cock, and he gave you a certainly harsh slap on your pussy making you instantly come undone. He gives you a few harsh thrusts as he soon finishes inside you and releases his grip on the leash making you fall on the bed, completely worn out.

He pulled himself out and leaned down to whisper in your ear, "I hope you fucking get it now. You're mine."

I hope this didn't disappoint anyone who was waiting for the series. I promise the story is going to go great later on.

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[lina-linny]

summary: you have autism and at an after show party everything becomes too much for you but your boyfriend Wooyoung is there

words: 1.8 k

I stumbled off the stage and into the backstage area. We had just finished our performance. I loved my job as an idol, but each of the concerts, fansigns, and interviews was always very stressful for me. All the people, lights, sounds, smells, and questions overwhelmed me. Because of my autism, I quickly became overstimulated.

I walked purposefully toward my boyfriend Wooyoung and flopped down next to him, exhausted. We were at one of those award shows and I was supposed to be sitting at my own group's table, but as long as no one noticed, I could sit here by Ateez.

Together we watched the other groups perform. At some point, I started to dance along with the dances as best I could sitting down, until Wooyoung told me that I looked like a penguin and I punched him in the upper arm in mock annoyance until it turned into a little boxing match. We both started laughing and I cuddled up to my boyfriend. He poked me in the side. I smiled slightly, even though I realized more and more how the many stimuli were overwhelming me and I took a deep breath. I would have to get through this. Hopefully, it would be over soon. But the problem was that I still had to go to the after-show party after the event. I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Wooyoung had obviously noticed how my mood had sunk.

"Nothing major. Just a bit anxious about the after-show party."

Wooyoung smiled.

"How can we be together? I love parties and you're scared of them. Oh… I think we need to break up."

He poked me teasingly in the side. Then he added:

"Cheer up little one. I'm sure it won't be that bad. Besides, I'm with you so the evening must be wonderful." We both started to smile. He was right - not that we should break up, but that I didn't need to be afraid. He was with me. He understood me. I would manage. Besides, I didn't really have a choice. My manager would never let me leave before the party.

~

I clutched at my drink. The music was pounding in my ears and I perceived everything so much more intensely. I smelled all the different odors, all the perfumes worn far too thickly on the bodies of countless people. All the words they were shouting to each other in an attempt to drown out the music. I felt people pushing past me on their way to the dance floor and touching me along the way. Even if they were only fleeting touches, they drove me crazy. I could feel how each of these touches made me retch inside. I held my glass tightly and brought it to my mouth. Even the alcohol tasted unpleasantly intense.

I wanted to get away from this party. But for better or worse, I had to get through it. I was trapped at this after-show party. San and Wooyoung sat down next to me at the bar. Even though this storm was raging inside me, I looked at them blankly. I wasn't able to express my feelings. Not now, when everything was spinning inside me. I realized that San was trying to say something to me over the music, but I couldn't hear him. I heard nothing and far too much at the same time. I started to tremble and rubbed my hands frantically over my thighs. Panic began to spread through me. It was too much. Everything was too much. I felt Wooyoung carefully take my hands in his. He looked directly into my face worriedly.

"Do you want to go home, little one?" I understood him. But I couldn't speak, so I just nodded. San got up immediately and disappeared into the crowd. Wooyoung told me that San was going to get my manager. I clung to Wooyoung's hands. I knew my boyfriend would tease me later about my behavior, but I needed him now and he didn't protest. I could count on him when I wasn't feeling well, even if he would make jokes about me later.

Wooyoung carefully took my face in his hands. He didn't want to flood me with more stimuli, but his touch was different, like people's. It didn't agitate me even more, but calmed me down. I looked into his dark eyes, which almost made me forget the situation.

But only almost, because at that moment my manager turned up and only made things worse. I could tell he was annoyed. I started to cry a little. I didn't want to annoy him. I didn't want to be such a burden. Couldn't I just be normal? Why did I have autism? Why did something like this have to affect me so much? I didn't want any more. I clawed my fingers into my skin.

"What's going on now, y/n? You don't always have to make such a drama. Just because you want attention doesn't mean you have to blame everything on your autism thing. Can't you even stand being at a normal party?" My manager rolled his eyes slightly. My whole body began to shake. I felt that I was about to collapse. I wrapped my arms around my own body.

"How dare you say something like that? The one person I would trust to come up with something like that because he needs attention is you! Are you so unloved that you have to take it out on y/n? Are you so unhappy with yourself that you have to put others down?" The aggressive undertone in Wooyoung's words could not be ignored and my manager was also more than irritated after these words. He started shouting at Wooyoung and Wooyoung shouted back.

A circle of onlookers formed around us. They crowded around me and pushed me to the side to get a better view. The music continued to blast in my ears. I didn't know where Wooyoung was anymore. I didn't know where San was anymore. I didn't know where I was anymore. I started to cry and sank to my knees. I bit my lower lip so hard that I tasted blood, but I didn't feel any pain. My body shook and a mixture of tears and blood ran down my face. I hit the floor with my hands. I hated it. I could no longer control myself. I no longer knew what I was doing or where I was. I was trapped in my own emotions. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I started banging my head against the floor. I only stopped because I felt a hand holding my head gently, stopping me from hitting the floor any further. It was Wooyoung's hand. I wanted to scream but not a single sound came out of my lips.

I collapsed for good. All the tension disappeared from my body. I just lay on the floor, rocking myself back and forth as I sobbed. My collapse had only lasted a few seconds and yet it had been years for me. I felt Wooyoung carefully lift me up. He knew that talking to me wouldn't help. I wouldn't be able to answer him. My eyes refused to focus on anything.

My friend sat me down on a bench outside the building. I pulled my legs up to my body and swayed back and forth slightly. Wooyoung put his jacket around me. While I pulled it tighter around me, I noticed that Wooyoung was organizing a driver for us on his mobile phone.

When he hung up, he sat down next to me on the bench at a little distance. He respected my boundaries and knew that I needed a little more time. But despite everything, I took his hands carefully in mine. He held me gently. I hated being touched by people, but I couldn't get enough of Wooyoung. My boyfriend was by nature a person who wanted a lot of physical contact. I had always hated people touching me until I met Wooyung and learned that touching could be nice. He was the first person with whom I didn't find physical contact an additional attraction but actually had a calming effect on me. I loved holding hands with him and…

At that moment, the car with the driver pulled onto the road in front of us, interrupting my confused and incoherent thoughts. Wooyoung helped me into the car and then got in himself.

"Could you perhaps switch off the music?" Wooyoung spoke directly to the driver, but I knew he was asking because of me. He wanted to avoid any extra stimuli for me and I couldn't stop thinking what a wonderful boyfriend I had. He was so thoughtful and knew exactly when to joke about me and when not to.

"Thank you… I love you." I stared straight ahead at the seat in front of me, but I could still see Wooyoung's smile.

"Wow so random and so eloquent at the same time." I smiled slightly as Wooyoung took my hand again.

When we arrived at my appartment, we walked in from the car in silence. We understood each other without words. We both knew exactly what was going to happen. Wooyoung would get crisps and popcorn and I would get my cosy blanket and start Harry Potter on my TV. I had seen all the films 137 times (I was counting) but I loved watching them again every time. I was incredibly glad that Wooyoung was also a Harry Potter fan and didn't mind watching the films over and over again.

We snuggled up on the sofa. The film started and after a while, Wooyoung put his popcorn on the sofa table. When his hands were finally free, I immediately grabbed them and joined them with my own. He just laughed in response.

"Am I so amazing that you can't even go ten minutes without holding hands with me?"

"Don't be so conceited," I replied, but we both smiled. Wooyoung cuddled up to me and I put an arm around him.

"Love you y/n." he smiled at me.

"Who's random now?" I teased him back. He definitely deserved it. But then I added: "I love you too." behind it. Woo just laughed and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. I snuggled even closer to my boyfriend and concentrated on the film again until I eventually fell asleep leaning against Wooyoung.

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[justaaveragereader]

Slashtober🔪||OT8

Pairing: OT8 x Reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: MeanDom!Ateez, Sub!Reader, Name Calling, Gang Bang, Ass Fucking, Unprotected Sex (Please Dont😀), Spanking, Spit, Tit Smacking, Breast Play, Bukkake, Dacryphilia, Oral, Cum Eating, Rough Sex, Degradation, CNC, Choking, Marking, If I Missed Anything🫣👀Lemme Know..

A/N: I can’t believe I was able to get this done before 12am😵‍💫, I tried my best to get this done before midnight, bc I wanted to make sure I posted it on Halloween. I can’t believe it’s officially over now, thank you to everyone who supported me. Rather it was with a like, reblog, a comment, an ask, anything tbh. I received so much love this October and I’m grateful and appreciate to every single one of you😭💙. Also special thanks to @seonghwasbobaeyes for betaing the first half of this fic, you are muchly appreciated babes😚! This isn’t the end of the road for Slasher!Ateez👀, we will DEFINITELY be seeing them again! I’m already thinking about what I’m going to write for November tbh..😚. My asks will be opening due to October being over, so send in your requests!

Kinktober Masterlist

Ever since your last visit with the two masked men, you had been itching, yearning for more. They left you with an undying last in your mouth. You craved them, how sinners crave sin. They were addicting, they were like a forbidden fruit.

You hadn’t heard a peep or even seen a peep of them in weeks. You had been on the lookout constantly, trying to find any trace of them. It's like your neighbors knew you were on the fence. Making sure to greet you everyday, going out of their way to make sure you were happy. They so easily picked up your emotions. It's like you bonded with every single one of them. Wanting to get into better spirits you decided to throw a small Halloween party inviting the guys from the neighborhood as a way to say thanks for all they do, and thanks for being there for you.

You were at home prepping the food when suddenly the lights went out in your home. Letting out an annoyed huff you make your way to your circuit breaker box. Walking past your bedroom you notice a figure in your room, hiding behind the wall, you try to steady your breath clearly worked up and scared by what you saw, you quietly try to creep down the hall when your lights cut back on. Wanting to see if it was your eyes playing tricks on you, or if there was someone actually in your home you slowly make your way to the bedroom. As soon as you cut the corner to your room you see one of the masked men in your bedroom, sitting on your bed, man spreading widely. Energy as heavy as stone, he sat like he owned not only your hole, he sat like he owned you, and every move you made. Getting up slowly, he walks towards you, slow long strides.

Putting his hands up on the frame of the door. His muscular body takes up the whole door frame.

“And where are you running off to, pretty girl?”

Your eyes grow big, backing away slowly, your back bumps into a hard frame behind you. Looking up you see Mingi towering over you, staring down at your helpless frame.

“Don’t you look cute in your pajamas.” Mingi says with a large smirk on his face, running his fingers over the lace trim on the bottom of your sleep shorts. Jongho walks over to you, peeling his body off of the door frame. His large frame crushes you between him and Mingi. You can barely see his eyes through the mask, yet you can feel the intensity radiating from the person beneath it.

“Wh-what’s going on…” you whisper out through a shaky breath. Gripping your hips Mingi pulls your ass against him, grinding his hard on, onto you. Jongho moves closer, his chest completely crushing you. Gripping the front of your pajama shorts he plays with the lace on them, letting his hand slowly fall to the front of them, gradually untying the ribbon that keeps them up. Loosening the shorts, they fall dangerously low on your hips.

“What do you think is going on darling?” Seonghwa says, smooth voice floating out beneath his mask, making his way into your bedroom room. He seats himself on the bed. Man spreading his legs wide open, your eyes drift over the female plastic mask he’s wearing, down to the bricked cock beneath his skin tight pants. When Jongho squishes your body even further in between him and Mingi.

“I-I don’t kn-.” Your sentence gets cut off when the other two masked men enter, the largest one of the group takes up the whole door frame, while the shorter broader one stands in front of him. With his head cocked to the side. A shiver runs up your spine. Your brain can barely process what’s going on in front of you. All you want to do is flee but it feels like your feet are cemented to the ground.

“Look at her.” Yunho says, stepping forward into the room, clearing his large stature out of the door frame. San lets out a loud chuckle, making his way towards you.

“She looks like a deer caught in headlights.” San says through a laugh, walking on the other side of you while Yunho goes on the opposite. Caging your body in by all four men, while Seonghwa sits on the small bed watching you.

“I know you guys aren’t starting the game without us.” Wooyoung whines out, walking into the room, face paint smeared across his face yet with the lack of the red lights you can see clear as day that it’s Wooyoung. Trying to strain your neck between the men who are caging you in.

“Wooyoung, what’s going on?” You whisper shout, as if the men couldn’t hear you in the same confined room. Letting out a loud laugh, he walked over, looking at your poor helpless frame. Your body does a noticeable shiver.

“Do you want me to save you?” He says through a fake coo. Yeosang stands in the doorway, leaning his muscular form against it. Looking at you behind his mask he makes his way slowly over. Pushing through the cage the boys have you in.

“No…I think she wants all of us to help her out.” He says while he runs his gloved hand up your body. Starting from your chest, running it between your breasts, settling his covered hand around your throat. It's like deja vu, you start getting various flashbacks of each time one of these men have rearranged your guts, and practically broke your spine.

“Do you need saving darling?” Seonghwa says, standing up off the bed, making his way towards you with long slow strides, the men who caged your body slowly back away, making room for Seonghwa. His tall frame easily towers over yours. Soaking you in from head to toe.

“Of course not Seonghwa she doesn’t need saving, she needs to be fucked like the slut she is.” Hongjoong says, gripping your throat pulling your body against his invisible one. Manhandling you with ease, you swear you can see every person in the room, eyes darken instantaneously.

“Is that what it is dear? You need us to bend you over and rearrange your guts?” Seonghwa says, gripping your chin lightly while Hongjoongs hand continues to hold you tightly. Letting out a small whimper your eyes dart around to every man surrounding you in this room. Your lower belly grows hot with need. Hot with want, hot with flashbacks of every orgasm you’ve had with the individuals in this room. You open your mouth, just to close it once more, not exactly sure what words you are trying to speak. But you can tell by the way they are crowding you, and the way you are drinking them all in. You want nothing more than for them to break you.

~

Wrapping your hand around Yeosangs cock, you continue to pump his dick up and down. Fist tight to make sure he gets as much pleasure as possible. Gripping your chin in his hand, San turns your face towards him, cock deep down your throat, with his other hand on the back of your head, you gag with every powerful thrust he delivers to your throat. Eyes watering with unshed tears. San lets out a loud laugh, gripping the back of your head even tighter. Slamming his hips into your mouth..

“Look at this slut crying. Go on baby, cry on my cock.” San grits out, the pleasure that your warm mouth is giving him is becoming too much. Hongjoong lines himself up with your entrance, not even giving you time to prep, he slams his cock deep into your cunt. Body driving forward your nose bumps against Sans pelvic area. Letting out a loud sadistic laugh, he starts out at a rough pace, jack hammering your body forward. Causing a quick rhythm between him and San. Your hand starts to fall slack around Yeosangs cock. Gripping your head, Yeosang turns your face towards him.

“Do it right slut.” He grits out, squeezing your cheeks so tightly that he can feel Sans cock slide in and out of your mouth.

“Stretch her out.” Seonghwa says, the heaviest presence in the room. He stands up, hard cock in his hand, he slides under you. Your breast jiggling in his face, gripping your left breast, he runs his long cool tongue over your nipple. You squeeze your eyes shut, too immersed in the pleasure.

Mingi makes his way behind Hongjoong who is hammering away at you, collecting the drool that is hitting the floor from the way San is making you choke and gag on his cock. He wets his fingers, sliding them down to your puckered hole, you let out a moan so loud that all the boys can hear you. Sliding one finger in, your eyes grow huge, tears starting to run down your face by all the pleasure you are feeling.

Gripping your face harshly San gathers all the spit in his mouth, letting it slowly drop down to his cock, hitting your lips, it aids in the drool on the floor. Your eyes roll into the back of your head at the taste of him. You can taste him in more ways than one, and it has your head clouded with nothing but hot lust.

“Such a whore who loves to be degraded.” San grits out, watching you suck him down your throat.

“Look at her crying again.” Yeosang says while your grip tightens and untightens on his cock. Mocking you through a fake coo. Letting his hand travel down, he grips the breast Seonghwa isn’t paying attention to, squeezing your nipple, just as he’s squeezing Mingi slips his second finger in your ass trying to stretch you out as much as possible. Tears are running down your face rapidly, your pussy clenches on Hongjoong, letting out a loud groan. He slams his hips up into you once more before pulling out, chest heaving up and down. Holding his orgasm back, wanting to save it to paint your body.

Wooyoung lets out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the view of you getting rag dolled all over the place, sliding into the place of Hongjoong, he taps his cock against your wet cunt, sliding his cock in between your wet pussy lips, making sure with every thrust up he nudges your clit. Pulling back San bites his lip, gripping your head even tighter trying to fight the urge to cum all over your face, he slides back letting Yunho in. Letting out a choked cough, you intake as much air as possible. Trying to catch your breath before Yunhos large frame towers over your small body.

“Look at this slut..” he says while hooking your bottom jaw with his thumb. Jongho stands behind Yunho, getting an eye full of you, tilting his head to the side almost like he’s studying you.

“Wanting to take us all..” Jongho says, continuing Yunhos sentence.

“She wants us in every way…” Mingi finishes after Jongho speaks.

Moving on the side of your body, Mingi pulls his fingers out, feeling like you’ve been stretched enough, he lets Seonghwa know that you are prepped and ready for whatever he is ready to give you. Sliding out from under you, Wooyoung and Seonghwa trade spots. With his wet fingers Mingi slowly strokes his cock while Seonghwa slides in between your wet cunt. Making sure that he soaks his cock with your juices that are practically pouring down, he lines himself up with your puckered hole. Sliding in slowly, inch my inch. Your eyes scrunch shut, the feeling of him sliding in your ass is unlike any other feeling you’ve ever felt. You grip Yunhos thighs for stability, just as you are about to let out the loudest moan, Yunho slides his cock into your mouth, instantly stuffing it. Wooyoung lines himself up with your sopping cunt that is dripping down onto his cock, your arousal just leaking all over him. Yeosang and Jongho stand on opposite sides of you, large bodies towering over your frame. Bunching your eyes shut, Wooyoung slides easily into your pussy. Shooting your eyes open you let out a loud, muffled moan. Placing your hands out, trying your best to find your balance while Seonghwa is fucking your ass, Wooyoung is deep in your cunt, while Yunhos large cock is deep down your throat.

Gripping Yeosangs and Jonghos cock in your hand, you slowly start to pump them, making sure to pay extra attention to the head of their cocks. With each stroke the members are giving you, you are seeing heaven behind your eyes, Seonghwa continuously slaps your ass cheeks while he strokes deep in your puckered hole, watching your ass cheek welt with each deep stroke he delivers to you. Wooyoungs balls are dripping with your arousal, inner thighs shining with your juices. While Yunho grips the sides of your face, making sure you take his cock as far as your small throat will let him.

San, Mingi, and Hongjoongs degradation fill your ears. Making you on the brink of the most powerful orgasm.

“Look at this hungry cock slut.” Hongjoong says, slowly stroking his cock, watching everyone have their turn with you.

“Look at her crying over how good all of our cocks are…” Mingi grits out, grabbing his balls while he beats his cock. Making sure to collect the drool that leaves your mouth on his hands so he can stroke himself with ease.

“Nothing but a cock sleeve for all of us.” San says with his head tilted back, stroking himself, matching the rhythm at which they all are fucking you.

Mingi makes his way over to Seonghwa, watching the way his cock slides in and out of your ass. Gripping one cheek so it’s easier for Seonghwa to get a feel of your warm wet hole. He gathers the spit in his mouth letting it drop onto your puckered hole. The cool sensation differs from the warmth of Seonghwas length sliding in and out of you. Hongjoong lets out a small chuckle at the way you whine every time someone spits on you, he makes his way towards Yunho, holding the sides of your throat, giving it a slight squeeze your breathing stutters, with his hands tightening around you throat he can feel Yunho slide in and out, the feeling is delicious, the lack of oxygen heats your body up.

Wooyoung reaches up, squeezing one of your tits in his hand while he strokes his cock in and out of your warm walls. Giving your nipple a pinch, you let out a muffled whine. Reeling his hand back he slaps your tit, the sudden feeling of the impact causes your jaw to drop, eyes fluttering in immense pleasure. He lets out a high pitched laugh, slapping your other tit, you feel the skin of your breast heat up with each heavy slap. The warmth that spreads through your body, has your toes clenching, you feel your orgasm charging its way through your body. Before you can get yours, Seonghwa is going to make sure all of them get theirs.

“You know what she’s only good for..” Seonghwa spits out through clenched teeth, pulling back swiftly, Wooyoung, and Yunho pull back as well. Urging you to sit on your knees with your mouth open. The members gather around you, stroking their cocks rapidly. With a loud groan, all of them cum almost in sync. Opening your mouth last minute you have drool running down your chest, with your tongue sticking out, trying to catch as much of their cum on your tongue as you can.

“This whore is only good for catching cum.” Seonghwa pants out. As they watch their cum drip down your body, it pools right between your legs, creating a small puddle. Letting out a low growl, Seonghwa moves forward first. Gripping the back of your throat he shoves you face down into the floor.

Running his hands down your back, he hikes your hips up into the air, your sticky chest comes in contact with the floor, creating a tacky feeling on your skin.

Cock already brick hard again, he taps it against your puckered hole, slipping in with ease once again. You let out a loud cry, throat sore from all the throat fucking you still let out loud moans with each buck of Seonghwas hips. Making his way over swiftly Mingi grabs your shoulders, lifting you up so your back is flush against Seonghwas chest, he lays down cock standing straight up, maneuvering you Mingi brings you down on his cock with the aid of Seonghwa. Letting out a loud cry once more your body falls forward, becoming chest to chest with Mingi. Gripping your neck Seonghwa pulls you back up, fingers tightly wrapping around your throat, destined to leave marks.

Wooyoung and Yeosang stand on opposite sides of your body, gripping your breast, before giving your chest a firm slap. Your body jolts forward, yet with Seonghwas tight grip on your throat you go nowhere. All the other members make their way towards you with their heavy, cum dripping cocks in their hands.

“You are going to be a good girl, and take all of our cum.” Seonghwa grunts into your ear before hiking his hips forward, biting your lip, you nod your head. Chest heaving with want. Mingi lets out a deep groan..

“Fuckkkkk…she’s dripping down my cock. Are you going to make a mess on our cocks, princess?” Adjusting his hips slightly, Mingi hikes his hips up into yours. Gripping your ass cheeks so you are spread even further for Seonghwa. The members step closer to you both.

“You are going to swallow all of their cum, then you are going to take our cum in this tight ass, and wet cunt of yours.” Seonghwa says knowingly, letting out a loud whimper by the authority in Seonghwas voice you nod as much as you can with his fingers still tightly wrapped around your throat.

Giving your ass a hard slap, Mingi jiggles the cheeks of your ass.

“Alright princess, who do you want to swallow first?”

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[captain-joongz]

fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023

♤ in pursuit of wedded bliss by @fantasyescapes17

regency au, each members has his own story, but they're interconnected

choi seungcheol

◇ push it down (sooner or later it all comes out) by @dontflailmenow

camboy!seungcheol, ex's best friend!seungcheol, enemies to lovers

♧ down bad (so so bad) by @lovelyhan

idol!seungcheol x pet sitter!reader

☆ always only you by @honeyhotteoks

brother's best friend!seungcheol, friends to lovers

♤ caught in a trap by @cheolism

brother's best friend to lovers au

kim mingyu

☆ a sheep in wolf's clothing by @rubyreduji

virgin!mingyu x experienced reader

♤ creep by @smileysuh

serial killer!ghost!mingyu, touch starved!mingyu, halloween fic

ot8

◇ skz drabble by @leviackermanscleaningbuddy

a/b/o, cnc, primal play

♧ sharing = caring by @cbini

bf!chan sharing you

☆ camcorder by @tasteracha

bf!minho x reader x chan, a little pervy chan

♤ five for five by @bh-archive

chan x hyunjin x hongjoong x san x juyeon x reader

◇ some things are better left unknown by @roseykat

chan x felix x reader, threesome

lee minho

♧ dilf!minho by @cinhomi

dilf!minho x baby sitter!reader, breeding kink, pregnancy talk

bang chan

☆ bad idea by @hyunsvngs

step dad!chan, getting together, infidelity

hwang hyunjin

♤ dressing down by @jl-micasea-fics

best friends to lovers, mutual pining

lee felix

◇ best friend felix by @ddyskz

best friends to lovers, fluffy smut

♧ felix + thigh riding by @straykeedz

☆ cockwarming by @dreaming-medium

coworkers au, secretary!felix, office sex

ot7

♤ shadows we trust by @remedyx

supernatural au, mystical creatures!bts, dark circus au

◇ masked miracles by @remedyx

hybrid!bts, detective!reader

♧ stay alive by @staytinyville

mythical creatures!bts, supernatural au

☆ trouvaille by @spookyserenades

hybrid!bts, witch!reader, supernatural au, some horror themes

♤ eternally theirs by @imnotlauriane

dragon!bts, soulmates au, knights au

◇ the lucky seven by @riphobisbraces

hybrid!bts, princess!human!reader

♤ emerald gem by @sweetlyskz

hybrid!bts, reader has a farm, strangers to lovers

♧ oh, little red by @jincherie

wolf!yoongi x reader x wolf!jimin, red riding hood au

min yoongi

☆ celestial ruin by @remedyx

fallen angel!yoongi x angel!reader, corruption arc

♤ fxck a fxckboy by @yoongifis

fuckboy!yoongi x smartass!reader

kim taehyung

◇ isn't that what brothers do? by @aris-ink

step brother!taehyung, forbidden romance, dub con

♧ black swan by @aris-ink

step dad!taehyung, manipulation, corruption, cheating

☆new flame by @gimmethatagustd

alpha!taehyung x omega!reader, heat sex

jeon jungkook

♤ family secrets by @aris-ink

step brother!jungkook, dry humping

◇ icarus by @aris-ink

step brother!jungkook, risky/sneaky sex

♧ close by @aft3rhrs

step brother!jungkook, forbidden romance

choi soobin

☆ let's play a game by @anyamaris

soobin x reader x yeosang (ateez), friends to lovers, primal play

♤ closed doors by @last-words-ofashootingstar

soobin x reader x hongjoong, idol au, obsessed!soobin

◇ super shy! by @fairyofshampgyu

shy virgin baker!soobin x experienced reader

♧ i <3 nerds by @enha-cafe

nerdy!soobin secretly a sex god au

multiple members

☆ drippin' by @ncteez

'00 line x reader, friends to lovers, birthday orgy

♤ cookie jar by @neopuppy

step brothers!jeno and jaemin x reader, stuck in a dryer au

♧ sos by @neopuppy

a/b/o, sex pollen au, pollen induced heat/rut

lee jeno

☆ shameless by @neopuppy

step son!jeno x step mom!reader, infidelity, very dub con

♤ hand kink by @jaylaxies

roommates au, hand kink

lee mark

◇ i can help by @recklessmark

step dad!mark, corruption, manipulation, infidelity

ATEEZ rec list pt. 1 | pt. 2

#kpop fic recs #seventeen fic recs #seventeen fic #seventeen smut #seungcheol fic #seungcheol smut #mingyu fic #mingyu smut #seventeen x reader #svt fic #svt smut #stray kids fic recs #stray kids fic #stray kids smut #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #ot8 x reader #poly skz #bts fic recs #bts fic #bts smut #bts fluff #yoongi fic #yoongi smut #taehyung fic #taehyung smut #jungkook fic #jungkook smut

[mingwrites]

Kinks each member might have?

ahhh thanks so much for requesting anonnie! hope you enjoy reading!

ateez kinks

seonghwa ~ auralism, sensory play, oral fixation. seonghwa's favorite aspect of sex is the sounds he and his partner produce together. the dirty talk, your soft, breathless moans, the gentle slapping of skin, all of these get seonghwa half the way there. he's also a big fan of sensory play, both giving and receiving, whether that's a playful tickling with different objects (feathers, brushes, etc.) or a blindfolded round of temperature play, or anything in between. finally, he has an oral fixation and needs to have his mouth on you 24/7.

hongjoong ~ collaring, pet play and humiliation. hongjoong enjoys spoiling you, and one of the ways he does that is by buying you pretty, bejeweled collars and leashes to wear during sex (and maybe in public too). with your collar on, you become his kitten and are expected to behave well, by licking him all over and submitting on your back when he wants you to. sometimes you have to be his kitten in front of others, and if you resist, he's not afraid of scolding his kitten in broad daylight. your humiliation brings him great pleasure.

yunho ~ somnophilia, ass play. yunho has always been curious about CNC, and the way he and you express that curiosity is through sleep sex. on any given night, yunho might ask if he can fuck you in your sleep, and with your consent, you'll wake up the following morning by the sensation of his lubed up dick stretching you open - sometimes from the back, because yunho also has a fascination with ass play. he begs you almost daily to let him fuck your ass, and he loves to eat it, spank it, grab it, do whatever he pleases with it.

yeosang ~ sadism, nipple play. although he normally treats you like you're made of glass, on nights that he's really, really horny, and with your consent, he loves to watch you cry out in pain. he's a big fan of whipping and paddling, as well as usual biting and scratching, and maybe even on rare occasions, light knife play. on himself, he goes absolutely crazy when you play with his nipples. he's very sensitive there, and that combined with the somewhat taboo aspect of a man receiving pleasure from nipple stimulation really gets him going. he could almost cum you licking his nipples alone.

san ~ LIVES to be praised. both because he’s a cocky little shit who wants to hear how great he is, and because at the end of the day he’s just a sweet guy who likes to make others happy. getting praise lets him know that he’s doing a well and is admired. he’s also a big fan of exhibitionism. lots of pda, secretly fingering you or getting a handy in front of others, having loud sex in a public bathroom, all are fair game for sannie.

mingi ~ mingi also has a big thing for being praised. but unlike san, cockiness has nothing to do with it - actually the opposite. while he’s a confident guy, he can still use a boost now and then, and hearing compliments from his most favorite person (you) makes his heart soar with joy and his cheeks turn pink. he equally loves to give praise as he’s a romantic sweetheart. every time he cums, he’s panting out random words of praise on repeat: “you feel so good,” “you’re so beautiful,” or simply, “thank you.”

wooyoung ~ submission and degradation. wooyoung is a brat to be tamed. it’s his favorite game. he’s instantly hard every time you put him in his place, especially when you’re mean about it. he loves hearing how naughty he is, that he's a slave to your pussy, and that he’s useless other than as a fuck stick for you to play with. he’ll argue and talk back til death, but when he finally does submit, it’s all over for him. he never lasts long while begging you for mercy and telling you over and over how worthless he is.

jongho ~ rough sex and domination. manhandling, spanking, face fucking, and choking are some of his go-to’s. he likes to feel powerful and absolutely, forcefully dominant over you. there are some lines he won’t cross, and he would never disrespect your boundaries, but at the end of the day, he loves seeing you used and helpless, in full submission. plus, he really enjoys the aftercare for rough sex where he gets to baby you and treat you like the delicate flower you are to him. not only is he your dominator, he’s your protector. and he gets off on both.

#ahh im sorry i rushed this toward the end cause i wanted it finished before i leave for school ;-; #but i sincerely hope u enjoy nonnie! <3 #ateez #ateez blurbs #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez x you #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez fic #ateez headcanons #seonghwa #hongjoong #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #san ateez #choi san #kpop #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #mdni #18+

[written-in-flowers]

So Unlike You (Yunho x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x fem!reader/ Side pairing: OT8 x fem!Reader

Word Count: 6k

Genre: smut sprinkled with fluffiness/ AU: sugar baby, idolverse

Summary: After hearing about you and Wooyoung, your sweet puppy makes a very surprising request, and you're eager to oblige him.

Warnings: cnc, consensual non consensual, rape play, edging, bondage, light bondage, spanking, pussy slapping, rough oral sex, oral sex, cream pie, unprotected sex (wrap it, but it's also discussed beforehand that they don't use one), pet names, mean names, roleplay, ripping clothes off, groping, polyamorous relationship, established relationship, poly!ateez, poly!reader, sugar baby au, idolverse au, dirty talk, super dirty, like damn. Sex toys, nipple play, nipple clamps

MINORS DNI!

Previously on Idol Companion

*****

Yunho was the sweetest, most gentle man you know. This was saying something considering your other boyfriends were equally sweet. He never hesitated to help or comfort you. You remembered him waiting on you hand and foot when you’d gotten sick. He’d driven you and Mihee to her ex-boyfriends’ house in case they showed up. Yunho never showed you anything other than respect, kindness and compassion. Yunho was your mood maker, your gentle giant, the other half of your “Twin Towers”. He rarely showed his “bad” side in front of you; you almost denied he even had one since he rarely rose to anger.  

So, his request certainly caught you off guard. 

You’d both come back home from a simple date night of arcade games, pizza, and a stroll down by the river. Yunho’s calming, laid back energy always felt refreshing after particularly rough days. You spent an afternoon wrangling toddlers, talking to parents, helping your friend Mihee settle into her dorm, and talking to your mom about your cousin's birthday party. Ending your day with your sweetest boyfriend relieved you of all the stress on your shoulders. Walking into the apartment together, you remained as quiet as possible to not disturb a sleeping Yeosang, so you both drank a glass of wine in the kitchen. 

“You know that I love you, right?” Yunho asked nervously, sitting across from you at the island counter. 

This phrase became popular amongst your boyfriends, since they typically followed it up with something suspicious. Still, how bad could it possibly be? It was Yunho.

“I’m aware,” you gave a sweet smile, “But you can always remind me, if you want.”

He gave a nervous laugh, running his fingertip around the rim of the wine glass. You could see him thinking it over in his mind, turning it around and around for the right words. Several scenarios crossed your mind as you watched him think. He’s ill. He’s in debt. His family is in trouble and he needs your help. There are so few things that could be wrong, but you hoped it wasn’t so bad. 

“Yuyu-ah,” you reached out for him, concerned now, “What’s the matter? You can tell me. Are you sick? Is your family okay? You don’t need to hesitate with me, you know that.”

“It’s nothing like that,” he shook his head, taking your hand gently. “Really,” he insisted, “It’s…Wooyoung told me you and him tried something new in bed a while back and…”

A relieved smile came across your face, “And you wanted to try that too? Yunho, you don’t have to be scared to approach me about trying new things. I trust you with my body every time, don’t I? I didn’t think you’d like free use play, but if you’re curious about it, we can give it a go.”

“That sounds nice, but that’s not what I wanted to ask you about.”

“Then what?”

“I wanted to see if you…if you…”

“If I…?” 

“If you’d ever like to try consensual non-consensual play with me.” He blurted out the words before drowning them back with wine. 

The request stunned you a moment. You sunk deep into your thoughts to try comprehending the suggestion. Not that you’re against rape play. You’ve heard of other people doing it, and you’d done it once with another client in a safe, trusting environment. But, you expected such suggestions from that person, not from Yunho. You pictured Yunho, taller and bigger and stronger, pinning you to his bed and harshly pounding into you while you whined and pleaded with him to stop. He’d have no trouble overpowering you if you truly fought back. Unlike other clients before him, you knew Yunho would only do it if you gave a firm, certain ‘yes’ and after a long discussion over ground rules and safety colors/words. Seeing his large hands, you remembered each time they went around your throat or sharply slapped your ass. Yunho could be rough and dominant if he truly wanted. 

“You want to do that?” you asked, dumbfounded still. 

“Um, well…” he smoothed a hand through his black hair, scratching the back of his head, “I’ve always wanted to try it with someone, but I never dated anyone long enough to feel comfortable asking. Since we’ve done kinky things together, I thought, maybe if you wanted to and felt certain, we could try that?” His puppy eyes met yours, and you melted. “I swear I won’t be upset if you say ‘no’. Please, don’t feel you have to agree with it because you’re my Companion or anything. We definitely do not have to do it, if you’re uncomfortable with that. I only thought I’d ask. It’s okay. It’s totally okay if you don’t want to do it.”

“Yunho,” you ran your thumb the back of his hand comfortingly, “If there’s anyone I’d feel comfortable doing that with, it’s you.”

A light pink brightened his cheeks, and he giggled, “Really?”

“Yes,” you nodded, “I’ll admit I’m surprised it’s you who asked me. I expected Hongjoong or Jongho to ask, if any of you ever did.” 

“I know,” he blushed, “But I thought you might say ‘no’ because it’s not something we’d normally do in bed. It’d be different from the usual dominant stuff we do, and a bit rougher.”

“You want to wreck me, Yuyu?” you teased, laughing softly when he turned away again. “I don’t mind. I trust you to take care of me, and I think it's a new thing for us to explore.” 

“Really? It's honestly okay if you don't want to,” he repeated. 

“Yunho, yes,” you assured him, walking around the counter and into his arms. “I'd like to try it too. You want to do that now or another time?”

“No, not now,” he shook his head, “When Yeosang goes to see his parents. That way he doesn't over hear it and think that I'm actually hurting you. Besides,” he pulled you closer and smirked, “That way you can be as loud as you like.”

A laugh was muffled by his kiss. After getting his confirmation, you and Yunho discussed exactly what he wanted to do. He asked if you both could do “the entire act” which included you refusing sex and him not taking a “no” scenario. Nothing too elaborate, yet enough to set a dynamic and tone. You both decided on a color system, and your usual safe word “Buttercup”. Being a toy user, you told him you didn't mind the toys or if he decided to restrain you somehow, which led to a discussion about ropes or handcuffs that you left up to him. You agreed to a day and time that would be best for both of you, then went to bed together. 

****

“Bye, Yeosangie!” 

You kissed Yeosang for the hundredth time that morning, trying to capture as much of it as you could. He'd be gone for three days to see his parents, so you cashed in as many kisses as possible. Yunho’s request did excite you, so perhaps you appeared a bit eager to get him out the door at the same time. 

“I'm going to miss you,” you pouted in his arms. 

“I'll only be gone three days, babe,” he laughed, hugging you tightly still. “You have seven other boyfriends to keep you company until I come back.”

“But none of them will watch reality shows with me,” you said, toying with the strings of his hoodie. “Who's going to talk shit about bitchy housewives with me?”

You recently managed to get a VPN to watch reality tv shows from other countries. Yeosang quickly became your reality junk buddy after a Real Housewives episode.

“We can stream them online, and watch them together that way,” he replied. “We do live in the age of technology after all.”

“It's not the same,” you whined, hugging him. 

“YN, he's not going off to war,” said Yunho from behind you. “He's coming back.”

“What if a war happens and he has to go before then?” You joked, mocking a sad tone and burying your face in Yeosang's neck. “I'll never see him again.”

The three of you laughed before Yeosang gave you one more kiss, then released you. You'd offered to drive him to the station, but he insisted that you stay home. A part of you wondered if Yunho hinted at the afternoon plans. The both of you let him leave, waving goodbye until he closed the door behind him. You tiptoed to kiss Yunho’s cheek, then went to clean up the breakfast dishes. 

Your eyes paid attention to the time while you washed dishes. Yunho said he'd like to do it around noon, since that gave you both plenty of time before, during and after, so you suspected he was preparing his room right now. The anticipation left you thinking of all the possible things Yunho could do to you. You never experienced a mean Yunho before, but the members said it can be scary. You told him he didn't have to hold back with you; it's his fantasy and you'd be fine with whatever he decided. Since it's his first time doing this, he said he'd be gentle but once that arousal boils up, that might disappear. Finishing up the counter space, you looked at the clock to see it was half past noon. You worried Yunho might have been too nervous and backed out. Even though it was his idea, you told him if he ever changed his mind you wouldn't be upset and he said vice versa for you. You’d moved to wait in the living room when he appeared in the kitchen doorway. 

“Hey you.”

Yunho stood there in a long black shirt and shorts. His face bare and hair free of product, Yunho stripped down to his real self. You often said how you preferred them without all the makeup and hairspray. The stylists always made their skin a lighter shade, and they covered up Yeosang's pretty red wine birthmark. Seeing Yunho as himself, wearing simple clothes, flustered you more than his stage outfits. He leaned against the counter, eyes already peeling off your clothes. Heat rose up from under your shirt at the sight. It reminded you of the villains in dramas, who ooze sex appeal and wickedness at the same time. The kind that are hard to root against because they're so damn good looking.

“Hey,” you kept your tone light and casual, “I just finished cleaning up. I was going to watch this new movie I found, if you want to join me.”

“Nah,” he shook his head, eyes focused on your chest, “I have something else I want to do instead.”

“Game?” You suggested innocently. 

“No,” he drawled, shaking his head. He walked around the counter towards you, eyes glinting with lust. His hands rested on your waist, while he leaned into you, “I'd like to do you.”

“Yunho,” you sighed, sliding from his warm embrace, “Not now. I'm tired, and not really in the mood.”

“But…” Yunho scoffed incredulously, “That's your job though.”

You hesitated. You never thought such words would come out of his mouth. “Yunho…”

“You're a Companion,” he continued, “Fucking me is your whole job. Sure, okay, we go on dates and all that, but at the end of the day if I want some ass, you're supposed to give it to me.”

His words. The irritated look in his eyes. Intimidating and standing taller, you couldn't help being flustered by the change in him. He should do more acting. 

“I don't have to if I don't want to,” you argued back, yanking your wrist from him. 

“Yes, you do,” he roughly grabbed it back, “It's not like you don't like it. You give it up to Hongjoong all the time. You let us gangbang you in front of cameras, and at home. I'm not going to ask you to do anything you haven't done a hundred times before.”

You made an attempt to escape his grasp, but he really did hold onto you. Quickly, he pulled you to him as you struggled and planted a hard kiss on your lips. He told you he wanted you to truly fight him back; he assured you he wouldn't hurt you too badly. You lightly slapped his shoulders, wriggling in his hold as the kiss deepened and he forced his tongue into your mouth. A soft groan escaped him as he trapped you between himself and the counter. You swatted at him, trying to scoot free as he kissed and nibbled down your neck. The bulge grazed against you kindled a fire inside you, but you forced it back down. 

“Yunho-ah, stop it,” you scoffed, pushing him away briefly. When you slapped him lightly, he glared. It aroused you further. 

“No,” he grunted, hands wrapping around you once more. You squeaked at the hands squeezing your ass, feeling it through the thin shorts you wore. “I'm horny, and your job is to fix that. Let me see these.”

“No!”

You tried blocking his hands from sliding under your top to lift your shirt, but it didn't work. He lifted the tight top above your breasts, which he immediately kneaded in his hands. Yunho’s jaw dropped at the sight of them in his palms, your nipples hardening against his palms. You’d opted out of a bra today, and you’re glad you did. The sudden intrusion made you gasp. Using one leg to spread yours, Yunho groaned as he cupped both breasts. 

“Stop,” you said, trying to cover them from view but purposefully failing. “I'm going to call Hongjoong,” you threatened. 

“For? For him to come watch?” He smirked, flicking at one of your nipples. “He loves watching, and I normally don't mind, but I want to keep it just you and me today.” You grabbed his wrists when he moved down to your shorts, shaking your head and breathing heavily. “Let me see you,” he ordered, “It's mine, after all. I pay for it.”

“I don't want to,” you shot back, though you did not appear as confident as you sounded. “Leave me alone.”

“No.” 

You gasped when his hand grabbed your sex. Long fingers sliding fully over your shorts, he massaged it in circles that had you frozen in place. 

“Gosh, it's so warm,” he moaned, his other hand going back to fondling your breast. “And it gets wet so easily. I only have to rub it a few times and it's soaked. We really hit gold when we got you.” 

“Let go,” you demanded, but didn't move. 

Yunho then turned you around, pressing you into the counter once more, and continued feeling you up. His hardon brushing your ass now, he let out a low moan when you instinctively pushed back. Soft panting filled your ear as he lightly touched you. You pushed against his hands, trying to tear yourself from him, but he kept a firm grip on you. 

“Yunho, I mean it. Let me go.”

“Ugh, shut up already. It's not like I haven't done this before.”

“I will tell management. I'm not kidding.”

He yanked your head back, forcing you to look at him over your shoulder, and scowled. “Go ahead. I'll tell them you asked for it and they'll believe me. Nobody believes sluts like you,” he grabbed your chest again and pinched your nipples, “I’ll even tell them you didn’t wear a bra. ‘Well, hyungmin, YN wasn’t wearing a bra, and I was only giving her what she wanted’,” he said in a mocking tone, his voice tickling your nerves, “‘Noonanim, YN wanted it a little rough’. Honestly, YN, who do you think they’ll listen to?” 

This empty threat made you hold back a giggle. You never expected him to be so in character. 

“Buttercup,” you snorted, unable to hold it in.

“What's wrong?” His concern dropped once he heard you giggling. “What? Is it too cheesy?”

“No, it's you being so in character.”

“I did work on a drama once. I guess you can say I'm an actor,” he kissed beneath your ear, “Do you want me to dial back the realness?”

“A bit.” 

“Alright. Time in?”

“Time in.”

Returning to his character, Yunho took your arm and started dragging you to his room. Your heart started racing, a breath catching in your throat at the sudden roughness in him. He brought you into his room, slamming the door behind him and threw you onto his bed. 

“Yunho!” You exclaimed before he forced himself on top of you. “Yunho, stop it!”

“No,” he grunted, taking hold of both your wrists. “You're my girlfriend. You're supposed to fuck me whenever I want, and right now, I want it.” 

“Yunho, please!” You added a whimper at the end as you let him take your wrists. 

He grabbed a belt from beside you and wrapped it around your wrists. You still wriggled beneath him as if trying to escape, but you made no real escape attempt. The adrenaline sent blood rushing to your core. Every single nerve in your body tingled each time his body brushed against yours. Holding down your arms, Yunho kissed you deeply again and grinded into you. His hardon pressed lightly against your thigh each time, and he followed it with a soft groan. You let out more whining, even turning your head before he grabbed your chin to roughly kiss you. One hand putting your hands onto a hook on the headboard, the other slid up your body to your breast for a soft squeeze. Unable to free your arms, you could do nothing but move around as Yunho kissed and caressed your body. Large, warm hands slid up to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them through your shirt. 

“Give me clothes you don't care about. I want to rip them off you.”

You'd left an old tank top, shorts, and underwear in his bedroom last night. When you got them this morning, you saw he'd made small slits in each piece to rip them easier. He'd cut into the tank top by the neckline, which he took a hold of now. He stayed on top of you, grabbing your tits while he continued grinding into you. You never realized how much stronger Yunho is compared to the other members. Mingi, Jongho, San and Yeosang worked out often, so you expected it, but Yunho had size on his side. He kept you firmly pinned even with the belt and hook aiding him, and he made sure your hips did not move too much. 

“I don't know why you bother with clothes,” he grumbled, “Whores don't need clothes.”

You yelped when the sound of ripping fabric followed, exposing your bare chest to him. Hungrily, Yunho took one nipple in his mouth to suck while his other hand pinched the opposite side. He continued grinding into you, groaning softly. You loved how you could feel his dick through his pants, hard and pulsing in his boxers and into your center. 

“Yunho, please stop,” you cried, giving a sniff. “Please, don't do this.”

“Shut up,” he growled, kissing further down your body. 

“Please-”

“-I said ‘shut up’, slut,” he repeated firmly, slapping your cheek lightly. “You don't speak again unless I speak to you first, got it?”

“Yes,” you sniffled, pouting and giving him doe eyes. 

“Sit up.”

He helped you into a sitting position where your mouth came to level with his crotch. With a swift tug of his waistband, his semi-hardon stood inches from your face. Yunho removed his shirt, and you took in his lean form. Not as defined as the others, you still wanted to kiss and feel every inch of him. Yet, despite your clit pulsing from the sight, you pretended to push back and away from him. Shaking your head, you purse your lips as Yunho brought your head back into position. When you didn’t immediately open your mouth, Yunho pinched your nose and slapped his tip against your lips. The light tapping combined with the instinct to breathe caused you to gasp. A gasp that Yunho instantly snuffed out with his dick. Grasping your hair, he kept you in place while he smoothly went in and out of your mouth. You continued whimpering and trying to get away, but not too hard. Yunho’s pulsating cock slid over your tongue, and tempted you into touching yourself. You heard his haggard breathing getting heavier, moans starting to escape him as he stared down at you. Soon, Yunho was thrusting himself into your throat. Your humming vibrated around his tip, and he chuckled. 

“That’s right,” he said through gritted teeth, “Hum around my cock. Go ahead. I know how much you like it.”

You gave a fake sob as he started gagging you. Each deep thrust ended with you gulping and gasping when he pulled off you. Thin streams connected your lips to his tip, and Yunho used this connection to smear himself on your chin and cheeks. Both hands on your head, Yunho forced you to the hilt and stayed there at least a few seconds at a time. 

“Yunho, stop,” you coughed, “It…It hurts.”

“It doesn’t seem to hurt when Seonghwa does it,” he grunted, “So take it.” 

You hadn’t said ‘buttercup’ again, so Yunho did not stop. Purposefully, you didn’t hollow in your cheeks to suck him. When he saw you simply keeping your mouth open he scoffed. 

“No, no, no, suck it,” he ordered, pushing himself into your throat. When you didn’t suck, he poked his tip to your cheek and slapped it. “Suck it right, slut,” he slapped you again, the sting mixing with the ache in your throat. “Don’t act like you’ve never sucked dick before. Hollow out those cheeks and-Fuck, yes, like that.”

Whimpering, you started sucking him properly. This made him give your throat a break and focus on rubbing himself on your tongue and lips. You wriggled around on the bed as your own arousal started throbbing between your thighs. A bundle of his sheets against your sex tempted you into grinding against his mattress, eager for a form of relief. Yet, you knew you’re meant to not want this, so you kept yourself firmly planted on the bed. Yunho chuckled through a groan. 

“Look at you,” he mocked, smacking your cheek again as he pushed against your inner cheek. “Filthy, dumb slut getting turned on by me using her mouth.” When you let out a muffled wail, he plunged deep into your throat again, “Don’t act like you don’t like it. It’s what you’re paid to do. I’m only taking what I pay good money for.” 

He kept you planted there as he started fucking your mouth roughly. A slight pain burned in your throat after a while, making your eyes swim with tears that came down your cheeks. The cheap mascara and eyeliner you’d applied colored the tears with black, a look Yunho asked for specifically. Your clit throbbed while your walls clenched for something to grab onto; your nipples tingled and hardened from imaging his mouth and hands on them. Yunho, seeing your nipples erect, reached down for one as he continued abusing your mouth. Index and thumb fingers rolled it in between them, the twinge of pain adding to the burning pleasure. Sharp slaps to them every so often made you whine around the cock ravaging your mouth. 

Without a word, he pulled you off him and pushed you back onto the pillows. “I know exactly what to do with these,” he huffed, reaching into a box beside the bed. 

You laid there, coughing and clearing your aching throat, as he shifted through a selection of toys, unable to keep yourself from wriggling around underneath him. When he withdrew a chain of nipple clamps, you widened your eyes and shook your head. While the sight of them usually excited you, you pretended to fear it as you struggled to get away from Yunho. This only made him hook your bound wrists back to his headboard. Straddling your thighs, Yunho bent down and greedily sucked one of your nipples. He cupped and squeezed while teasing the sensitive peaks with his tongue. 

“Yunho-ah,” you cried, sniffling and shaking your head, “Please, stop it.”

“Shut up,” he snapped, spanking one of your tits for emphasis. 

“Yunho, please don’t put those. They hurt a lot-”

“Do I look like someone who gives a fuck? Shut. Up. And. Take. It.”

His meanness only turned you on more. You watched him prepare you for the clamps and purposefully moved around to make your breasts jiggle. Yunho looked over at you for a moment. You saw him admiring your hands tied to the headboard, seeing the drool and tears left on your face. You pouted, giving him a pleading look that made his jaw drop. He wanted you to be pathetically helpless against his big, strong body. He wanted you pleading for mercy and saying ‘no’ until the very end. He bent down over you again, pecking your lips softly and nuzzling your nose gently. Neither of you said anything, but you still sniffled and whimpered as he went back to sucking and biting your nipples. You often tried keeping whichever breast he chose from his mouth before he grabbed them harshly and kept you in place. The clamps brought a never ending wave of pleasure that you forced yourself to restrain.

“Just as pretty as I thought,” he gave a self-satisfied smile as the chain pulled your nipples. He slapped the sides to see them bounce against his hands, “They’re prettier covered in loads of cum.”

“Yunho-”

He roughly grabbed your chin and squeezed your cheeks to keep you quiet, “You just don’t know how to shut up, do you? How many times do I have to say it?”

“Yunho,” you sobbed.

“Ugh, you’re so annoying,” he scoffed. Going back to the box, he took out a dildo-gag. Only a few inches, it wouldn’t go to your throat but it’d certainly keep you quiet. “Open up.”

You shook your head, rolling your lips closed.

“I said ‘open up’, slut.”

He pinched your nose again, and you tried holding your breath as long as possible until you gave in. The second your mouth opened, the gag went inside. He strapped it securely behind your head, enough to keep it from coming loose but not so tight it truly hurt you.

“There,” he said, “Maybe now you’ll finally shut up. You’re prettier when you’re not talking.”

The toy in your mouth caused saliva to build up around it, which you tried swallowing down to keep it from coming out. That didn’t prepare you for what he did next: Yunho went further down your body to your shorts. He roughly and hurriedly tugged them off you, and groaned at the sight of your wet panties. Your pussy ached when he heatedly tore them enough to reveal your sex and ass, the cheap fabric hanging by the elastic bands. When you tried closing your legs, he forced them back apart and sat between your thighs to keep you spread out. Your heart started racing in anticipation, sensing his hard cock close to your dripping sex, and expected him to go inside right away. But no. Yunho planned to drag this out. 

Lifting your legs up by the ankles, he pressed your knees to your chest and swatted your bare pussy. The stinging pain added to the clamps on your nipples, and you thought you might cum if he continued spanking you. Yunho’s quick, hard slaps teased your exposed clit, the brief touch sliding across your pussy each time his hand came down. Seeing you trembling on the bed, Yunho stopped spanking and rubbed your sore lips gently. 

“I know you’re not about to cum,” he said, a threat in his voice. “I know you’re not about to cum before me. I didn’t say anything about you getting to cum first.” He spit right on it, swirling it around slowly, “No, no, no. We’ve told you before that a proper slut would let us cum first. This is for my pleasure, not yours,” he slapped your pussy particularly hard to which you gave a muffled cry, “I don’t pay you to have orgasms. I pay you to give me orgasms.”

You attempted to plead, but your gag kept you quiet.

“What’s that?” he cocked his head to hear you, “You’re going to be a good toy and let me fuck you however I like? Hm, that’s good to know.” He laughed when you reverently shook your head, “Oh, you know you love it. Your pussy certainly loves it.”

He grabbed his dick and started tapping it against your pussy. The teasing motion stirred the pot boiling inside you. You could feel your orgasm slowly rolling to the front, about to explode right onto his wet tip until he’d stop. When you’d calm down, he’d go right back to teasing his length against your pussy. It became absolute torture. If you ever stopped being wet enough, he’d spit right where you both met to keep you slick enough for him. You took the moment to watch his body tense up at the flickers of pleasure grinding into you gave him. One hand gripping your thigh, the other made sure his dick moved exactly how he knew it’d weaken you. You saw the veins in his hands from the pressure, and wanted them inside you. You wanted them knuckle-deep, pushing in and out and wiggling deep within. His fingers always looked better around your throat or stuffed in your holes. But, he didn’t use his fingers. Not once. 

When he finally did enter you, he gasped in surprise. “Oh no,” he said, smoothly gliding in and out of you, “Looks like I forgot a condom.”

Another thing you’d both discussed and cleared on before starting.

“No, don’t do that,” you tried saying through the gag. “Don’t cum in me.”

“Huh? What?” he cupped his ear, starting to rub your clit with his thumb so you mewled loudly. “You want me to cum in you?”

“No! Don't!”

“I bet you do,” he started pumping in and out of you faster, “I bet you love when Hongjoong fills you with cum every night. I’m surprised you’re not pregnant already with all the times he’s creamed your little pie.” He took hold of your thighs and kept them spread further apart. “But, don’t worry. I’ll cum in you,” he sneered, “Maybe I’ll leave you here and call the other members so they can fill up your pussy too. You’ll be so full of it, we’d have to take you to the clinic the next day,” he laughed.

The idea of him taking his own fantasy a step further had your thighs quaking in his grasp. Yunho kept the same steady pace throughout, only stopping when he sensed your orgasm drawing near again. A cocktail of pain and pleasure once again filled your insides, and you realized how much you enjoyed it. You liked mean Yunho. He exhibited a sadistic desire to bring you close to an orgasm, only to deny it to you at the last second. Your disappointed and frustrated whimpers delighted him, usually resulting in him taunting you as he pounded his hips into yours a few times. He meant it when he said he’d be merciless. He proved it when he flipped you onto your front, lifted your head up by your hair, and started pounding your pussy relentlessly. Any plea or cry you gave went unheard underneath the sounds of his skin slapping yours. When the bed banged against the wall, you thought that usual shyness might come out, but it only encouraged him further. 

“Please, please, please,” you cried through your gag, tears watering your eyes again. “Please stop. It hurts so much.”

“Shut up,” he growled, tugging your hair and thrusting faster. “Shut up and take my cock.”

“Yunho-”

“I said ‘shut up’, bitch.” He pushed your face into the pillow, the dildo going further into your mouth and silencing you right away. “Fuck toys don’t talk.”

You sobbed into the pillow, your nose poking out enough for you to breathe. Your eyes rolled back right as his tip started pushing your g-spot. Each thrust sent you closer to the edge once more. You thought you’d go insane from the feeling alone. You felt nothing but the desperation growing inside you. The need to meet his hips with yours, the need to be clenching and squeezing him through an orgasm became far too deep. You lost all sense. The only thing you focused on was pretending to squirm out of Yunho’s strong grip. 

What pushed you the closest was when Yunho’s moans became breathy and erratic. By his tightened grasp, his feverish thrusts and incoherent streams of curses, you knew he’d finish soon. You clenched him tightly, which made him quicken his pace. Soon, a distinct hot sensation spilled inside you and you almost came with him. Yunho continued going until he pumped every last drop inside you. Quivering, your body tensed up in effort to stay on the edge. 

“Tak-Take it,” he groaned, huffing as he squeezed out a few more drops, “It’s the least you can do after…after rejecting me…”

The second he withdrew from you, you weakly scrambled away from him.

“And where do you think you’re going, huh?” 

He roughly pulled you back into his grasp. Restricting your arms with one of his, he parted your legs with his knee and started rubbing your sex again. The tips of his fingers rapidly gliding over your clit had you trembling and clutching Yunho’s arms. Your body caved into itself, a burning tightness building the longer he kept you in his grasp. You tried closing your thighs together and moving from his hand, but he only forced them further apart and went faster.

“That’s it,” he said in your ear, still toying with your clit despite the sensitivity settling in, “Cum all over yourself like the pathetic slut you are. Go ahead. Do it.” 

You shook your head as if keeping yourself from giving into his demands. 

“You know you want to,” he said, stopping to bring your knee further up and then continuing, “You wanted to a little bit ago. Am I not good enough for you to cum for? Huh?” 

You put your hands on his wrist, trying to move his hand away but not doing a good job of it. This time, he didn’t do anything else. He only rubbed; his fingers caused his warm cum to mix with your juices, getting the mess everywhere, but you didn’t care. You came in seconds. The blinding climax made every muscle in your body seize up, and you screamed around the dildo in your mouth. You could do nothing but lay there as Yunho teased an orgasm out of you. Being completely at his mercy, tied up and clamped, you laid there and came hard until the very end. 

When you finally finished, you desperately chased whatever bit of air you could get through your nose. It wasn’t until Yunho undid the gag that you sucked in more air. Keeping you in his arms, Yunho carefully unbuckled his belt from your wrists and tenderly rubbed them for you. He peppered the side of your face with soft, brief kisses as he gingerly removed the clamps to rub your sore nipples. The two of you laid there in the afterglow of this new experience, content to listen to each other’s breathing gradually steady over time. You stayed still when he started wiping the mess from you with a wet cloth, drying it for you right after. A shower or bath would be for later. Neither of you felt up to it at the moment. 

“Did you like it?” he asked in the silence, not having moved an inch away from you. “Was I too rough? Not rough enough? I didn’t want to overdo it with you.”

You shook your head, “I really liked it, actually.” 

“You liked it, huh?” he teased, giving you a gentle squeeze. “Even when I hit you?”

“Yes,” your cheeks grew warm from the confession. “I’ve never seen you that way before.” You turned over to face him, remaining in his arms still, “It really turned me on.” Talking made you realize your throat did itch slightly. You’d need some tea to soothe it at least. 

“Oh?” he lifted your leg to his waist and put his arm around you, “Maybe I should be mean in bed more often.”

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” You then asked, “Was I…I don’t know how to say it…Fighting back enough? I didn’t want to make you think I really wasn’t into it, but I know you wanted me to kind of fight back.”

“You were perfect, babe. It was exactly like I imagined,” he insisted, kissing you softly. “Thank you,” he said, moving hair from your face, “For doing this with me. I thought it might scare you or you would see me differently when I asked you.”

“Never,” you assured him, clearing your throat. “I’ll admit I was surprised by it at first, but it was something new for us to explore.” You chuckled again, which bothered your throat, “But I did think you getting so into it was funny at first.”

“I wanted to do it right,” he laughed. “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“You wouldn’t have,” you coughed. “You wouldn’t have disappointed me. We would’ve just had normal sex or no sex or whatever we both felt like doing.” 

“Oh, baby,” Yunho immediately perked up, “Your throat. It must hurt. Is it really bad? I shouldn’t have done it so much.” 

“It itches a bit.” 

“I’ll make you some tea then,” he peeled himself away from you and sat up. Ruffling his hair, he reached for his boxers on the floor and said, “And an ice pack too?” 

“Yes, please.” 

You knew once you really started moving around, you’d know which parts of your body will need to be iced. Yunho gently pecked your lips, then left the bedroom. Sinking further into his bed, you felt yourself drifting to sleep. The events you replayed in your head gave you chills. Nobody looking at Yunho would think he enjoyed such a taboo act; though, you’re not bothered by it at all. A part of you wondered if he'd do it again, since Yeosang won’t be home any time soon. 

You’d definitely have no objections. 

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A/N: hey hey friends! Sorry this one took so long. Like with all my current wips, I've been having trouble sticking to one and finishing it. I hope this one makes up for it though! I have a Seonghwa one coming up soon too! always like and reblog, it keeps us going <3

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Hi! I don't remember if there was such a question / answer but what kind of foreplay does each members ateez have before sex, how will everything begin and what could be the reason / atmosphere for this?)

I finally have the time to answer this question IN detail because a few members are similar to each other and others are quite different.

Disclaimer: This analysis is for delusional purposes only and is entirely theoretical and based on astrology.

Ateez Members And Foreplay:

Kim Hongjoong:

His Scorpio Venus/Virgo Mars means he LOVES foreplay and he has high stamina so he likes to take his time and show you his love.

The Scorpio stellium means his FEELINGS have such a huge impact on how everything begins, there will be times where he's desperate and just yearns for your touch.

'I can't hold back tonight angel, I need you right now'

And there will be times where he's in the mood to tease and taunt, edging you with his fingers and tongue, enjoying your brow sweat and thighs tighten- the power he would feel.

'Uh-uh, if you keep talking to me like that- then neither of us will be happy tonight'.

Park Seonghwa:

Aquarius Venus/Aries Mars = what is foreplay?

Seonghwa's sex drive is THROUGH THE ROOF (one of the highest in the group) and so he's just ready to go all the time and in any place.

You're on the couch watching Netflix and a sex scene comes on?

He'll bend you over the couch and take you right there and then.

You're wearing his favourite pair of stockings and heels?

He will fuck you in those pair of heels, regardless of whether you're in public or in the privacy of your own home.

So foreplay most of the time will be hasty because the end game is you.

Jeong Yunho:

Soft, sweet...until he's bored.

Yunho and his Taurus Venus/Scorpio Mars- like Hongjoong has a fluctuating sex drive and it would depend on the energy of the moment.

If you're in a CNC scene (which I have mentioned is a strong kink of Yunho) then foreplay will involve picking you up, pinning you down, holding your body to him and using you as he pleases.

'Just let me have you now princess and I'll take care of you later'

But- if he's in a playful and light-hearted mood...then foreplay will just be cute kisses, soft hands down your body, light teasing and muffled giggles.

'What? I just love kissing you princess, your moans and giggles are so cute, I could listen to them all day'.

Kang Yeosang:

Yeosang's Leo Venus and Libra Mars indicates a high sex drive but slow momentum so his form of foreplay could be such a tiny action at first- a kiss on your cheek...brushing your hair away from your face.

And then the more eager he becomes, the more dominant his actions become and he'll pull you on top of him, groping your arse and voice deepening, his grip tightening.

His Libra Mars indicates cowgirl or any position where you're on top is what he loves- not because he's submissive but because he loves seeing your tits bounce in his face and sweat beading down your neck.

'My precious doll, you're such a cute angel for me, you're beautiful, you're gorgeous...I don't know what else to say'...

Choi San:

San and his Leo Venus/Scorpio Mars means there is no reason for him to have sex, if he gets an urge or you have an urge- then that's enough for him to get hot and heavy and crave you under him.

With his Gemini Moon however...BANTER!!! If you're in a public area..he might just whisper in your ear or send you a sneaky text message so you're all pent-up and needy when you're alone with him.

'I was just talking to someone else and all I could think about was how much I wanted to rip that dress off and bury my head between your legs.'

Song Mingi:

Is the type to wait for you to make the first move but would hint and give off little whines and whimpers when he's feeling needy.

Imagine him rolling his hips against yours when he's spooning you in the dead of night or pulling your body towards him and holding him against you with his large, broad hands.

His Virgo Venus in retrograde makes him prone to anxiety and over-thinking in times of intimacy and he has a Cancer Mercury so imagine less degradation and more mewling.

'You feel so good baby ple-eeease...can I? I won't be long...you're just so warm and soft and I'll do all the work, I just want to feel you right now'

Jung Wooyoung:

Have you met Wooyoung? His Sagittarius Sun and Scorpio Mercury means he'd be so matter of fact with foreplay- it could come across as crude and shocking at times because he would be so matter of fact.

He would be nestled against you on the couch and gently rubbing your back as you're watching Netflix, his hands becoming more suggestive and grabby.

'I'm boooored- let's fuck right now, I'll even eat you out first because I want something fun to do'.

Choi Jongho:

Jongho is always difficult for me to explore in a verbal manner because I feel a lot of his communication and preference would be non-verbal and based on pure intuition.

His observant behaviour would easily notice your slumped demeanour if you've had a hard day at work or life is a struggle right now.

Would carry you bridal style to the bedroom and gaze at you lovingly, his touches soft and sweet, his treatment of you as light as a feather.

'Honey, let me help you forget about your day, just let go for me and I'll make it all better for you'.

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[byuntrash101]

3k celebration - are u a (p☆rn)bot?

no need to check the little certification box. you are a bot! i am a bot! this a simulation. and im celebrating 3k by writing more filthy fanfics inspired by twt p☆rnlinks ♡

🍆THIS POST IS ALSO THE MASTERLIST🍆

ALL SLOTS TAKEN (CLOSED)

RULES :

PICK ONE (1) IDOL (i write for ateez, stray kids, the boyz, nct +wayv)

PICK ONE (1) NUMBER aka spicy link (list below)

WAIT for me to run the matrix calculations and voila

EACH LINK WILL BE USED ONCE. check this post regularly to see what links are still vacant. i'll add the idol + link to the fic one by one

★★★ MINORS DNI | REQUESTS BY ASK ONLY ★★★

disclaimer: this is all for fun. please be kind. i reserve the right to choose the requests i go through with. that being said lets have fun ♡

divider by @cafekitsune

clit stim + mirror [RESERVED]

floor sex + spanking [RESERVED]

face slapping + fingers sucking [RESERVED]

oral (f) + sub!idol [RESERVED]

huge dick + size kink | bangchan - big bad wolf [PUBLISHED]

cnc + rough [RESERVED]

public + oral (m) [RESERVED]

mutual masturbation | yeosang - pretty in pink [PUBLISHED]

fingering + size training [RESERVED]

riding + rough + switch!idol and reader [RESERVED]

oral (f) + semi public (+optional sub!idol) [RESERVED]

daddy kink + panty fuck [RESERVED]

fingering + squirting + quiet [RESERVED]

thigh fucking [RESERVED]

edging + orgasm denial [RESERVED]

cosplay (maid outfit) [RESERVED]

mask kink + outdoor (+optional primal play) | yunho - behind the mask [PUBLISHED]

blowgang + bukkake | yunho, mingi, san, seonghwa - cheerleader [PUBLISHED]

face riding (oral f) [RESERVED]

riding + nipple play (optional sub!idol + mommy kink) [RESERVED]

gamer!bf + oral (m) [RESERVED]

fingering v&a (f) + squirting + kitty slaps [RESERVED]

deepthroating (oral m) [RESERVED]

daddy kink + rough [RESERVED]

gamer!bf + backshots [RESERVED]

handcuffs + backshots [RESERVED]

breath play + free use [RESERVED]

pet play + leash [IN PROGRESS]

brat taming + fingering (f) [RESERVED]

sex worker!reader + hotel room sex + rough [RESERVED]

creampie + overstimulation (m) + sub!idol [RESERVED]

double penetration v&a + toys [RESERVED]

sloppy oral (m) + spit kink [RESERVED]

huge dick + bulge kink [RESERVED]

boobjob [RESERVED]

#3k celebration - are u a bot? #ateez smut #the boyz smut #stray kids smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #wayv smut #hyunjin smut #ateez #stray kids #skz #the boyz #sunwoo smut #san smut #seonghwa smut #bangchan smut #juyeon smut #mark smut #taeyong smut #kpop smut #mingi smut

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

SKZ DRABBLE-OT8

Hunter. Hunted. Predator. Prey. It's all the same when you know how it ends right? Let the game begin.

Tags: SKZ, Stray Kids, Stay, Skz!Pack, skz!abo, Poly!skz, omegaverse abo, a/b/o, ot8, skz x you, skz x reader, ot8 x you, ot8 x reader, femreader, bang chan, lee minho, seo changbin, hwang hyunjin, lee felix, han jisung, kim seungmin, yang jeongin, ateez, ateez!pack, atiny, skz fluff, skz smut, primal play, primal skz

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warnings: Primal Play, CNC, Choking, Unprotected Sex, Delayed After Care

Title: Catch Me if You Can

“They’re going to fucking murder us once they find out about this, you know.” 

Yeosang effortlessly avoids a stubborn root breaking through the running trail, and matches your pace once more, his feet pounding on the pavement a distinct echo of your own. 

“You worry too much.” You puff out, glancing down at your watch, taking note of the time and distance. 

Yeosang shoots you a glare, shifting slightly to allow you to follow the curve of the path. “I worry just the right amount, thank you very much.” He retorts back, checking his own watch with a brief downward flick of his eyes. “You, on the contrary, don’t worry enough.” 

You roll your eyes at your best friend, giving him a slightly exasperated, amused twist of your lips in response. 

“I’m going to take that as a compliment.” 

“It wasn’t.” He immediately deadpans back, picking up the pace a bit as the final stretch of your run comes into view. 

You match him easily, your wolf reveling in stretching its legs. 

Speeding up just enough to get in front of him, you turn and jog backward a few steps, offering him what you hope is a pleading look, batting your eyes for extra good measure. 

“Please, Sangie? For me, baby? Mommy really wants this one.” Your voice is a whine, and you don’t miss the way he grimaces at your words. 

“Ew. You’re disgusting. Don’t ever call yourself mommy ever again.” 

He shoves past you and makes a sprint for the parking lot. 

You grin, and follow after him, calling out loud enough to be heard over your pounding footsteps, “So is that a yes then?” 

“Fuck you!” Yeosang calls back over his shoulder, giving you the middle finger without looking in your direction. 

Your grin grows wider. 

You’re going to take that as a yes.

**************

You push through the door into the apartment and are immediately met with the smell of something cooking. 

Your stomach growls at the thought of food-Minho’s food- and you kick off your sneakers with a thud against the entryway hall, wincing slightly as they leave a scuff on the plaster. 

Jeongin appears on his way to the living room, hoisting a backpack over his shoulder, and when he catches sight of you, he pauses, taking in your running outfit, the sheen of sweat on your skin. 

“How many?” He asks without preamble, grinning at you. 

“Twelve.” You answer back with an arch of your brow and a smug smirk, and he steps toward you to give you a fist bump, knuckles meeting your own. 

“Nice.” He grins wider, nodding his head. 

“Jesus Christ.” Jisung, who has just appeared in the doorway behind Jeongin, mutters beneath his breath at your words, as if the very thought of running twelve miles is utterly revolting to him. 

“Whoa.” Changbin practically runs into the halted Jeongin and Jisung as he enters, and the small front hallway is beginning to feel more and more packed by the second. “I was unaware we were having a pack meeting by the front door.” 

“We’re not.” Jisung chirps, herding Jeongin toward the living room. “Just saying hi to noona.” 

Changbin pats the youngest on the head affectionately as he slips by him, and then proceeds to lean over to grab his shoes, already dressed for the gym, his duffle bag hanging loosely off one shoulder. 

You move to allow him access to the closet, and suddenly, he freezes, eyes flicking up to your own. 

You stare at him, unsure of what’s happening, and then he promptly drops his gym bag and straightens up, sneakers forgotten. 

His hand goes against the wall beside your head, and he leans into you, fingers gripping your chin, pupils suddenly wide and dark. 

“You smell fucking incredible.” He murmurs, voice on the edge of a growl. 

Suddenly, it clicks. 

You give him the hint of a smug smirk. “I just got back from a run.” 

Changbin groans, as if he’s heavily considering the pros and cons of controlling himself, and then grits out, “God, I love when you go running.” 

His fingers tighten on your chin, and he angles your head to expose your throat, before he leans over and licks one long stripe up the side of your neck with an expert, rough swipe of his tongue. 

Everything inside of you turns to jelly. 

“Fuck, you taste fucking incredible too.” He growls, lips brushing against the underside of your jaw with every word. 

“Oh, fuck me.” Hyunjin groans in obvious disgust, appearing in the empty doorway, a pair of headphones in one hand, his painting supplies in the other. 

He’s clearly referencing the swirl of alpha pheromones currently drenching the entryway, not to mention, Changbin’s mouth still on your skin, and his very clear erection pressed between the two of you. 

“I would love nothing more.” Chan replies cheekily, appearing behind the disgruntled Hyunjin, giving him an affectionate pat on the head as he pushes past the clearly annoyed omega. “But later, Jinnie. Bin and I are late for the studio.” Changbin sighs and rolls his eyes heavenward at Chan’s words, pulling back from you reluctantly as the head alpha leans between the two of you to grab his shoes, either completely oblivious to the tension or blatantly choosing to ignore it. 

“God fucking dammit.” The other alpha curses beneath his breath, and you swear you see Chan hide a smile. 

“C’mon, Bin. We have shit to work on. We gotta get it done.” 

Changbin groans and leans over to grab his bag with jerky irritated movements. “You’re a fucking cockblocker to the fullest, hyung.” 

“It’s his proudest title.” Hyunjin interjects with a sweet smile and bat of his lashes in Chan’s direction, as he moves past the three of you to reach for his jacket. 

You giggle, and Chan shoots you an exasperated look, Changbin looking up at the sound. 

Chan turns to Hyunjin to say something in response, and Changbin takes the momentary distraction to step toward you once more, his eyes darkening and his posture growing threatening. 

His fingers pinch your chin, tighter than before, and you resist the urge to whine, as he leans in close to your lips, the scent of smoke filling your nose. 

“Tonight. At the game. You’re mine.” His growled words send heat directly between your legs, wet and warm, but you try to remain stoic, giving him an innocent look as you inquire back sweetly, “What if we’re on the same team?” 

Gold flickers across his irises, and his lips pull back in the start of a growl to reveal sharp canines. 

“We won’t be. I’ll make sure of it.” 

You swallow hard, and give a little nod, your alpha fully baring its throat to him now that he’s dropped his tone into alpha timber. 

Changbin releases you, satisfied, and gives you one last long dangerous look, adjusting himself in his sweats while holding your gaze, before he reluctantly follows Chan out the front door. 

*********

“God, we’re so fucking dead.” Yeosang mutters beside you, jiggling his leg nervously, so hard that the log you’re currently sitting on vibrates. 

You reach out a hand and tamp down his knee, giving him a pointed stare. 

“Will you stop that?” You hiss out the side of your mouth, eyes darting around to the surrounding pack members, all lost in their own conversations as they wait for the game to start. “This is the last fucking time I ask you to be my accomplice.” 

“Good.” Yeosang whips right back beneath his breath, glaring sidelong at you. “I rather prefer myself breathing, thank you very much, and after this, Seonghwa-hyung is gonna skin me alive.” 

You roll your eyes at his dramatics and dig your nails into his knee, so hard he winces and shoots you another outraged glower. 

“Relax, Sangie. How bad could it possibly go?” 

“I fucking hate you, you know that?” 

You give him a wicked grin and blow him a cheeky kiss, to which he responds with a middle finger, just as Seungmin steps into the light of the bonfire you’re all gathered around. 

As the unofficial officiator of the games, his long fingers are already full of black and white scrunchies. 

The beta pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with the back of his hand, and glances around at all of you with a serious expression. 

Everyone is quiet now, the banter from earlier dying down and giving way to anticipatory tension. 

“Rules are as they always are.” Seungmin starts, his voice carrying over all of you, drifting into the dark, silence of the wood beyond. 

The fire crackles loudly, and a log pops before disintegrating into glowing red coals. 

The wave of ensuing smoke reminds you of Changbin, and you glance across to him to find him already watching you, eyes dark and endless. 

Predatory. 

A shiver goes down your spine. 

“However-” Seungmin clears his throat, and beside you, Yeosang tenses up.

The smell of rotting driftwood assaults your senses. 

God, he’s going to fucking give it away before the game even begins. 

Seungmin’s gaze drifts to you, but it doesn’t linger, skirting to Yeosang and then beyond. 

He’s a master at poker face, it’s why he’d been chosen as the referee for the games in the first place, never giving anything away. 

“-an anonymous party has requested a caveat of sorts, and I have agreed.” 

There is some murmuring among the omegas to your left, but your gaze is locked on Seungmin, every muscle in your body suddenly bunched. 

Your wolf paces impatiently, ready to run. 

A slight smirk twitches on Seungmin’s lips. 

“After all, anything to make the game a little more unpredictable, am I right?” Beside you, Yeosang groans. 

“But first-” Seungmin backtracks, and you hear a few other pack members groan at the anticlimactic drag out. “-come and get your scrunchies.” 

Everyone stands in a bustle of motion, converging on Seungmin, hands eagerly grabbing markers confidently. 

You step forward, reaching for one of the black predator scrunchies in the beta’s left hand, when someone knocks your hand away, fingers going tightly around your wrist. 

You know who it is without looking, yet you glance over anyway, seeing Changbin scowling at you, his expression fiery. 

“Not you.” He growls, before he takes the scrunchie you were reaching for and slides the black fabric around his own wrist. 

You stare at him, but he doesn’t let you go, reaching across your joined arms for a prey marker instead, nodding to Seungmin, before he snaps the white scrunchie around your free arm, tugging you toward him with the same motion.

You stumble, and your free hand braces against his chest so you don’t fall into him completely, though you know he could hold you up easily.

His eyes are so dark, that you swear you can see the lack of reflection in them. 

“Like I said,” He rumbles dangerously, and the sound vibrates in his chest, through your fingers, and instantly makes you swallow. “You’re mine.” 

The brat inside of you rears its head, and you smirk up at him confidently. 

“If you can catch me.” 

Something feral flashes across Changbin’s eyes at your taunting, and he bares his teeth, a growl starting low in his chest. 

“I don’t think you’re understanding me, little one.” He purrs warningly, fingers tightening their hold on your wrist, making your pulse race beneath his fingertips.

He leans down, and his nose brushes your own, his voice dropping impossibly low and deep. 

More animal, less man. 

“You’re. Mine.” 

He releases you, and you stumble back, head swimming, wolf suddenly very much ready, and he gives you one last, long dark look, before he retreats to the predator side of the fire, sitting down beside Chan. 

You catch your breath, and return to sit beside Yeosang, who is nervously playing with his own white scrunchie. 

“That looked intense.” He remarks, and it takes you a minute to realize he’s talking about Changbin. 

“Yeah.” You manage to get out, still slightly breathless, more than a little turned on. Your inner thighs are already wet. “Just a little.” 

Across the fire, you can feel Changbin’s gaze boring into you. 

Your attention is drawn back to Seungmin as he drops his now empty hands, crossing his arms over his chest as he regards you all once more. 

“Now. As for the caveat-” His gaze sweeps to the predator side of the fire, and Yeosang gulps audibly from beside you. 

“Tonight, predators are not allowed scent blockers.” 

Chaos ensues. 

Beside you, the rest of the prey glances between each other with wide eyes, whispering and murmuring. 

Across the fire, the predators are in shambles. 

“What? That’s bullshit!” San shoots to his feet. 

Wooyoung cackles gleefully from somewhere beside Felix. 

Seungmin holds out his hands to either side, looking annoyed with the commotion. 

“Everyone shut up, I’ve spent the time going over this additional rule, and I think it’s well allowed in this instance-” 

Your eyes drift across the crest of the fire without permission to Changbin, who hasn’t moved since the announcement, seated silently beside Chan, a frozen statue amidst the chaos. 

He arches a brow when he catches your gaze, and something in his slightly amused, impressed expression clearly inquires silently, your doing? 

You can’t bite back the grin that threatens your lips, as you give a slight, silent shrug in response. 

Try to catch me now, predator. 

“Oh fuck, he knows.” Yeosang squeaks from beside you, and you glance over to your friend, before following his terrified gaze across the bonfire to Seonghwa, who is staring down the other alpha with nothing less than murder in his dark eyes.

You pat him unhelpfully on the shoulder. 

“RIP.” 

Yeosang glares at you. “You better fucking speak at my funeral.” 

You grin. “No promises.” 

He curses, and mutters another string of insults beneath his breath, but your gaze is drawn back to that of a certain alpha sitting across the fire, completely nonplussed and completely focused on you. 

Fuck, tonight was going to be fun. 

“Prey.” Seungmin calls out, and you snap your gaze back to him, now holding a large open jar of what looks to be vaseline, but is really scent blocking gel, in his outstretched hand. “Come cover up.” 

You grin, and pat Yeosang on the back once more for good measure before rising to your feet, ignoring his pointed look of death in your general direction. 

Yeah. Tonight was going to be really fun. 

*******

It had started to drizzle shortly after you entered the forest. 

Prey got their precursory fifteen second head start, and you had used it wisely, breaking immediately for the eastern edge of the boundaries, where you knew a small stream was banked by steep walls and thick foliage. 

You may have the advantage of wearing scent blockers, but any and all advantages stopped there. 

Changbin was bound to hunt you like a bloodhound on a scent, and you needed to get to that water fast, washing away your scent trail and footsteps, your sneakers already beginning to sink into the gathering mud, leaving behind a clear path.

You reach the stream in record time, and survey your surroundings, debating the easiest way to make your way down the steep embankment. 

The rain is pouring now, drenching your clothes and making them heavy, your line of sight severely compromised as the fog starts to roll in. 

A crack of lightning over head startles you, making you flinch, and consequently, lose your precarious footing. 

With a yelp, you slip in the mud and go down, tumbling violently down the embankment and into the stream, which is engorged and rapid with the oncoming downfall. 

“Fuck.” You curse, the cold water of the stream instantly making you shiver, your clothes even heavier and wetter than before, as you struggle to right yourself and crawl to the bank of the stream, the rocks slipping beneath your hands. 

The clay that lines the stream is soupy now, thick and breaking off between your fingers, and you swear again as you scrabble to get a grip good enough to pull yourself up. 

That’s when you hear it-the sound of a branch cracking, loud enough to be heard over the sound of the rain. 

You instantly freeze, ignoring the mud covering your hands, the freezing water slipping over your legs. 

Another snap of foliage, closer now, and you suck in a breath, trying not to panic, as you glance around for somewhere in the stream bed to hide. 

And then you see a pair of large, dark eyes staring at you wildly from the midst of a thicket only a few feet away, the panic clear in the familiar caramel irises. 

Jeongin. 

Without thinking, you roll your body across the little bit of embankment separating you, and drop down into the middle of the thicket beside him. 

You’re breathing heavily, your clothes drooping from your limbs with the weight of the water, and the branches scratched you mercilessly on the way in, but beside that, you’re hidden. 

And that’s all that matters. 

A footstep sounds above you, on the edge of the upper embankment, out of your view, and Jeongin stiffens beside you. 

If you could scent him right now, you would bet the small safety of the bush you’re currently hiding in would smell strongly of burning bread and too much cinnamon. 

Instead, a wave of roses tickles your nose, and then, the faint whiff of amber. 

Fuck, you should’ve known they’d be hunting together. 

Another footstep, and then you hear Seonghwa say in a soft voice, “Clever prey. Using the water and the storm to their advantage.”

“Mm.” That’s Minho’s voice, humming low in agreement. “But we knew they were clever already, didn’t we?” 

Seonghwa chuckles, more of a purr, and it has your hackles rising. “I guess we did.” 

“Still-” Minho muses, and you see a sneaker come into view, dropping over the steep cut off of the embankment you fell down only minutes before. 

Beside you, Jeongin cowers back, his eyes large and dark, pupils blown. 

A whimper escapes his lips as Minho draws closer, and you slide your hand over his mouth quickly, silencing him, as you give him a pointed, wordless stare, your own body tensed and ready to run. 

Minho’s muddy sneaker is dangling right in front of your hiding place now, and Jeongin is shaking.

“-I wonder how far they’re really willing to go.” 

There is the sound of a branch breaking, and then the sneaker disappears from sight, before you hear the two alphas resume walking away from you. 

Once you can’t smell even a hint of roses or amber any longer, you allow yourself to collapse back into the mud, removing your tightly clamped hand from Jeongin’s mouth. 

He has red marks from your fingers dug into his full cheeks, and his eyes are still wide and terrified, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. 

“Fuck.” He breathes out, shuddering on the exhale. “That was close.” 

“Yeah.” You give a quick, curt nod, and glance up at the dark sky through the branches of your hiding spot, judging how much time has passed. 

Changbin would be hot on your trail by now. You don’t have much time. 

“We should go.” You give Jeongin a serious look, and he nods, swallowing, his throat bobbing, before you both push free from the branches of the thicket. 

Your sneakers fill with water once more as you emerge into the open, stepping into the stream. 

“Head off and I’ll go the opposite direction from you. We’re too vulnerable if we stick together.” 

Jeongin nods again, clenching his fists, his small frame still shivering, and doggedly begins jogging away from you, staying in the creek for several meters, before you see him grab for an outreaching root and pull himself up the embankment and out of sight on the other side. 

Letting out a steadying breath, you take off in the opposite direction.

When you’re far enough down stream that you can no longer see the spot where Jeongin disappeared, you leap up the embankment, the mud crumbling beneath your feet, as you slip your way upward, grabbing for a low hanging branch as your foot slides out from under you once more. 

You ignore the burn of the rough bark tearing into your palms, heaving yourself upward quickly and quietly, feet finally landing on the somewhat steady lip that juts out before the drop into the stream below. 

It’s still pouring, and you swipe a hand across your forehead to clear the dripping water from your vision, even as your newly torn skin stings in protest. 

Swiping your palms on your wet pants, ignoring the burn as you do so, you take off at a light sprint, following the line of the stream further and further away from Jeongin, and where you’d last heard Seonghwa and Minho. 

It’s tough going, the mud sucking at your feet with every step, the rain soaking your clothes until they’re so heavy they feel like lead attached to your limbs, and you’re panting by the time you reach some sort of clearing, carefully checking your surroundings before stepping out into the open from the safety of the tree line. 

The ground is soup here, sinking when you take a careful step forward, the mud quickly rising up around your calf as your shoe disappears from sight. 

You swear, and are debating whether to try to double back and skirt around the sink hole type clearing, losing precious time, or just doggedly continue forward, when you smell it. 

Smoke. 

It burns your nostrils, your throat with every heaving breath inward, sharp and acidic, and fuck, he’s close. 

You hear the sound of a branch snap directly behind you, and without thinking, you throw yourself forward into the clearing. 

The mud is trying to slow you down, but you leap forward, ignoring the pull on your sneakers, the burn in your calf muscles. 

You lunge forward with wild abandon, anything to put some distance between the two of you, and then you feel it, cold fingers snaking around your muddy ankle. 

You go down with a shriek, narrowly avoiding landing on your face by catching yourself on your aching palms, flailing in the pool of muck, and as you scrabble to grab something, anything, in front of you to try and drag yourself from his hold, the mud does nothing but break into thick, wet chunks beneath your fingers. 

Changbin flips you so you’re on your back, staring up at him, chest heaving, and pins you to the ground, his knees going down heavily on your legs, one of his hands looping around both your wrists and tugging them up into the mud above your head. 

You’re both breathing hard, and it gives you a moment of satisfaction to know you put up a good fight. 

“Got you.” Changbin growls, leaning over close to your ear, his eyes so dark they could swallow you whole. 

There’s only wolf behind those eyes, predator, and the thought makes your legs instantly turn to something akin to jelly. 

You stare up at him, silent, and watch him take in the way the mud must be streaking your face, the bloody skin of your palms in his hold. 

“Honestly, you made this too easy for me, it’s like you wanted to be caught.” He purrs, lips lifting into a slight smirk, dark and menacing. 

“What if I did?” You fire back instantly, defiance rearing its head at his taunting. 

Changbin arches a brow, eyes flashing. His fingers pinch your wrists, and you resist the urge to wince. 

“Then I’d say, little one, that you don’t know what you’re in for.” 

Fuck. 

The human part of you desperately wants to give in, desperately wants to be caught, but the louder, more dominant wolf side of you is telling you to run, to resist, to give him what he so obviously wants. 

What you both want. 

A fight. 

His free hand slides down your side, finding the soaked waistband of your leggings, and his fingers curl around the elastic as his swirling golden eyes meet your own. 

Every muscle in your body tenses. 

His cold fingers touch your equally chilled skin, and he shifts slightly, hovering some of his weight so that he can begin to tug down your leggings. 

It’s the moment you need. 

Kicking out, you throw him off balance, and he releases you in surprise, giving you just enough time to slither out from beneath his body and make one more last attempt to escape him, scrabbling on hands and knees through the mud to try and regain your footing. 

You barely make it three feet before you feel his fingers close around your ankle once more, dragging you back through the mud toward him easily, instantly halting your forward progress. 

Swearing and spitting like a cornered cat, you fight him the entire way, fingers clawing trails into the mud, until he’s got you back beneath him, pinned down, staring down at you triumphantly. 

You’re both panting again, covered head to toe in mud, and the adrenaline is pumping intoxicatingly through your veins, making everything white hot to the touch.

“Fuck you.” You spit up at him, baring your teeth and glaring him down, writhing in his iron grasped hold. 

Changbin grins, sharp teeth flashing white against the streaks of mud on his face, and arches a brow, sitting atop you nonchalantly, as if he hasn’t just battled you for every last inch. 

“Normally, I’m into that, and I’d let you.” He acquiesces, his smile dropping into something closer to a dangerous, threatening smirk, as he leans down to put his lips against your ear. “But right now, prey, I’m going to be the only one doing the fucking.” 

His fingers find your waistband once more, and this time, he doesn’t hesitate, ripping the fabric down your legs in one swift motion, baring your skin to the elements, and his gaze. 

He sits back, admiring you openly, as your skin begins to pebble beneath the cold rain, the mud oozing between your now naked thighs. 

“I can smell it on you, you know.” He muses, eyes never leaving your body, expression growing hungry. “You may not give yourself away like an omega, but your arousal is still palpable.” 

As if to show you, he swipes a sudden hand up between your legs, and you jolt at the contact, his fingers cold on the place where you’re most hot. 

“See?” He holds up his hand, and arches a brow, and his fingers glisten, even in the darkness. 

“That could just be rain.” You argue back halfheartedly, because honestly, seeing Changbin with your arousal all over his fingers is doing something weird to your brain. 

“Oh?” He murmurs, brow arching even further into the line of his dark, wet curls, as if he’s challenging you to continue. 

“Yeah.” You nod weakly, your body starting to lose its fight against him. 

It’s fucking hard to resist him when he’s between your legs, showing you your traitorous body’s reaction to him, his own arousal pressing into you from beneath the wet, dark material of his gray sweats. 

Without dropping your gaze, he brings his fingers up to his mouth and cleans them off with one long swipe of his tongue. 

Your brain short circuits. 

Fuck. 

Me. 

He seems to know he has you, lips quirking upward into the hint of a twisted, triumphant smirk. 

“I can assure you, it’s not rain, little one.” 

He leans over, his chest brushing yours with each heaving breath. 

His eyes are entirely black pupil, laced with swirling, hot gold. 

“Now.” He hums, knocking apart your knees with his own, baring you completely for him. His free hand, the one he licked clean, moving to the waistband of his own sweats. 

“Be a good little prey, and let the predator have his reward, hm? After all-” He frees himself from the wet fabric of his sweatpants, and you resist the urge to let your eyes trail downward, swallowing hard. “-I did catch you.” 

“I made it easy on purpose.” You gasp out, the words hitching, as he trails himself slowly up and down your inner thighs. 

The corner of his mouth lifts with amusement, but he doesn’t look up, watching the way your body openly reacts to what he’s doing. 

“Did you?” He muses, almost to himself, beneath his breath. 

Your whole body trembles beneath him. 

“I don’t believe that.” He continues, voice a low murmur, almost a rumble, in his chest. He reaches up and turns over one of your trapped palms, baring the bleeding, torn skin. His gaze meets your own, and his eyes are dark, dangerous. 

Something low swoops in your belly. 

“If you’re going to lie to me, little one, at least make it worth it.” 

You open your mouth to retort something smart in return, when, without warning, Changbin slams his hips forward and sheaths himself inside of you.

You cry out, stars exploding behind your eyes, back arching and muscles spasming, and Changbin’s hand comes around your throat, pinning you to the muddy ground, his fingers pressing into your skin hard enough to have the nails breaking the surface. 

“Don’t move.” He commands, voice strained, the arm that’s holding himself up, hovering over you, beginning to shake slightly. “You don’t have all of it yet.” 

Fuck. 

You’re whimpering, you’re aware of it, but you can’t stop, as he leans forward, releasing his breath slowly, and, stretching you to the max, finishes fitting himself inside you. 

He lets out a shuddering breath. “Fuck.” 

You feel your muscles relax slowly, one by one, adjusting, and Changbin slowly releases his hold on your throat, finger by finger, until you can breathe again. 

“Breathe, baby.” Changbin admonishes in an almost soft tone, as if he can tell what you’re thinking, and you take in a few ragged breaths, whining and writhing when the movement has him rubbing against all the right places. “Good girl.” 

He starts to move then, bucking his hips into your own, and you swear to god, you black out, whimpering and clawing at his chest through his hoodie like an animal in heat. 

“God, look at you, taking me so well.” 

The praise has you reaching out, clawing at the muddy ground, trying to gain more friction. 

“Bin, I need-” You gasp, breath hitching, as he hits a good spot, and you both simultaneously groan. 

He pauses, reaching up to wrap his fingers beneath your jaw, forcing you to focus on him, meet his gaze. 

His eyes are darker than the storm clouds brewing angrily overhead, and you vaguely have the thought that the gold swirling in his irises matches the flash of the lightning sparking above the trees. 

“I know what you need, little one. I don’t need you to tell me.” 

You roll your bottom lip between your teeth, and finally nod, your muddy hands coming up to fist in the front of his dirty, wet hoodie, your nails itching to feel his bare skin. 

Changbin must take it as a wordless acknowledgement, because he moves again, his hips hitting yours, and you get the black spots in your vision once more as you cry out. 

“Now.” His hand closes a little more tightly around your throat, making your air reedy, your heart pound. Adrenaline is making you feel like you’re lightheaded, and you’re so close, even with just this-

Changbin smirks down at you, a predator. “Hold still, and let me devour you.” He leans over, and his teeth make contact with your mating mark, sinking into the sensitive flesh there, and you mewl, scrabbling for a hold on his sweatshirt, as he picks up his pace with renewed vigor, pounding into you relentlessly. 

It doesn’t take long. 

The adrenaline has you both on a knife’s edge, ready to topple with the slightest breath, and it seems like merely moments before your vision is exploding once more, and you’re gasping his name as you come, clenching around him. 

Changbin follows you over the edge with a roar, and you’re both left panting, sweat mixing with the rain, mud mingling on your sticky skin. 

Thunder rumbles overhead, as Changbin catches his breath, looming over you, dark curls tumbling over his forehead, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he stares down at you. 

Your whole body feels numb and satiated, and your eyes feel heavy. 

He rolls off of you, plopping down into the mud beside you, and you both just breathe for a moment, staring up at the turbulent sky. 

Finally you feel his fingers curl around your wrist, and rolling your head so you can look at him, you see him lift his own muddy hand to his lips, pulling the dirty black scrunchie off with his teeth, before he slides it over your own hand, onto your wrist beside the once white marker. 

He lets your hands flop back down between you unceremoniously, but keeps his fingers curled tightly around your own. 

“There. I think you earned that.” 

You watch the way his chest rises and falls with his ragged breathing, feeling eerily and utterly content in this moment, the storm pouring down on you from above, Changbin’s seed dripping slowly down the inside of your thighs. 

Feeling your gaze, he glances over at you, lips pulling into the hint of a smile, before he pushes himself up beside you and his gaze travels to your bare, dirty legs. 

He cocks his head, and glances to where he discarded your leggings earlier, a strange look on his face. 

You sit up with effort, and reach for the article of clothing, balling it into your hand to begin to rub away the juices still clinging to your skin, when Changbin stops you with a hand on your wrist. 

You glance up at him curiously, and his eyes flash gold in the dark. 

“Don’t clean up. I want you to walk out of here knowing you’re mine, and feeling that reminder run down your legs all the way back to the house.” 

You stare at him, and the corner of your mouth ticks upward. 

“What about the rest of the pack?” 

Changbin shrugs, standing, before he leans over to offer you a hand up.

His own lips curve into the hint of a self satisfied smirk, and if you hadn’t just come so hard you were still feeling slightly dizzy, you would’ve begged him to go another round.  

“Fuck them. I want them to know too. I want everyone to know.”

You find-as he helps steady you so you can step back into your wet, filthy pants-that you don’t mind that idea one single bit.  

********

You’re shivering so badly that it makes turning on the shower a more difficult task than it should be. 

The adrenaline had finally worn off in the car home, and once you’d stepped inside and felt the warmth of the waiting house, your body had suddenly decided enough was enough. 

You needed to get out of these clothes and into a warm shower as quickly as humanly possible. 

Stripping had been nearly impossible, the drenched fabric sticking to your skin, your trembling fingers struggling with every single closure, but you had managed it, and now, finally turning on the hot water, you can see the end at the light of the tunnel. 

It includes a hot shower, a warm bed, and as much of Minho’s leftovers as you can stand. 

The door to the bathroom creaks open, letting in a cool stream of air that makes you shiver, and you glance over your shoulder, watching as Changbin enters, shutting the door quietly behind him. 

He, unlike you, is still wearing his drenched outfit from the game earlier, dripping muddy rain water onto the floor as he regards you through the foggy, steamed air of the bathroom. 

“Hi?” You question, adjusting the stream and temperature of the water, shooting him a curious look over your shoulder. 

He doesn’t answer, stepping toward you as you straighten up from adjusting the water, his fingers going to your chin and locking you in place beneath his gaze. 

You stare up at him, lips slightly parted, and resist the urge to wipe a streak of mud from his cheekbone. 

“I needed to make sure you were okay.” He states softly, dark eyes flicking over your face, down the bare expanse of your body. 

You’re caught off guard, still staring at him as he raises a finger to wipe some mud from beneath your jaw. 

“I was rough with you earlier. My alpha got a little out of control.” He admits, reaching up to thumb the corner of your mouth. 

You trap his hand against your face, relishing the warmth of his skin against your own. 

“I like it rough.” The corner of his mouth flickers upward, and a muscle in his jaw ticks. 

“I know.”

You breathe out, intertwining your fingers with his, and reach up to finally wipe away the streak of muck on his cheek. 

“I’m fine.” You assure softly, holding his gaze. 

He takes in a shuddering breath, gaze flicking down your body once more, and then to the running, waiting shower, before he glances back to you, expression softening slightly. 

He runs his thumb over your lips, tracing the soft skin. 

“I need to make sure. Please?” 

You stare at him for another beat, and then nod, slowly pulling him toward the shower with you, as he reaches down with his free hand to strip off his hoodie and then his sweats. 

Stepping into the warm water, your body shudders with relief, your tired, sore muscles instantly relaxing, as you lean into the pressure of the stream. 

Changbin shuts the door behind the two of you, and immediately moves to assess you, his large, warm hands running over every inch of your body. 

You let him do it, sensing it’s something he needs at this moment. 

He tilts your head back with a commanding finger under your chin, his eyes roving over your face, gaze flickering down to the broken skin where his nails dug into your throat, the bruising mark of his teeth on your shoulder. 

He runs gentle hands over each, pressing light kisses to the injuries, before moving on. 

You feel your body slowly leaving fight or flight mode, and sinking into the warmth, the safety, his embrace. 

He kneels in front of you, hands on your hip bones, and lets his fingers lightly trace over some of the bruising along your ribs and sides-courtesy of your little struggle-before he kisses them as well, lips featherlight and warm. 

He turns over your palms, one by one, and dots kisses along the lines of scratches that mark the skin.

You bury your fingers in his dark curls, and tug slightly, and when he looks up at you, you give him the hint of a smile. 

“See? Told you I’m fine.” 

“Mmm.” He hums beneath his breath in acknowledgement, as you gently scratch his scalp, your fingers disappearing into the curls. 

He leans forward, pressing his forehead to your stomach, and wraps his arms around your waist. 

You stay like that-playing with his hair, frozen in his embrace-as the warm water continues to pour down from above. 

Finally, Changbin pushes himself to his feet, releasing you, and leans forward, capturing your lips with his own. 

You moan slightly as his teeth graze your bottom lip, and he pulls back with a teasing smile, but his eyes are soft. 

“I love you.” He says, voice low and affectionate beneath the sound of the water. 

You grin and loop your arms around his neck. “I know.” 

He rolls his eyes at your teasing, but pushes you back against the cool marble of the shower wall with his body anyway. 

You let your fingers card through his hair once more, down the strong lines of his chest, across the mating mark that scars his shoulder. 

His fingers press, featherlight, into the bruise just above your hip bone. 

“Yours?” You ask quietly, glancing up at him. 

“Mine.” He replies back adamantly, before leaning in to kiss you again.

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Pretty Cute

group : ateez

pairing : yunho × reader

genre : smut

word count : 3.4 k

warning : mdni, explicit smut, yunho and (y/n)'s kind of a perv, mutual pining, cnc ((y/n)'s a horny drunk), somnophilia, sex (not piv; fingering), slight hint of size kink?

a/n : happy late LATE yuyu day &lt;3 i wrote this impulsively and i was gonna post it on yunho's birthday but things got in the way and suddenly it felt weird writing smut in my state. but hey, i hope this makes up for my absence!

buy me coffee ?

Both you and Yunho came home giggling through the door, courtesy of the alcohol you both drank earlier. Your steps were wobbly and staggered as you tried walking into your apartment with your best friend in tow, trying to catch up with you. Seeing this, Yunho giggled and pulled you by your shoulders so you could lean on him slightly as you both managed to take your shoes off sagely and proceed further into the apartment. "Okay, we gotta be careful because you're stumbling, mumbling, grumbling, tumbling, schcumbling..." Yunho's giggle made you giggle as well, thinking that he sounded both ridiculous and absolutely hilarious for some reason. But you just let him stick by you because you love his presence and even more so when you were drunk.

It had been a custom for Yunho to be very touchy with you both in public and in private as he was your teddy retriever and you were his... (y/n). Even earlier at the bar, you enjoyed the feeling of him with a hand behind you resting on the bar as his body towered over you, covering you from most of the people at the club. You sipped your vodka cranberry happily which gave you warmth from the inside while he provided you with warmth from the outside, your exposed legs didn't feel as exposed even after Wooyoung made a vaguely inappropriate comment about them. He might be one of your best friends but he was still a boneheaded idiot that you love so much.

People thought that it was weird how touchy and open you were to each other, some even thinking that you both had dated. Fact is, you wouldn't deny him if he asked you out, but you didn't know if he felt that way about you. Sure, he was nice to you, but so was he to everyone else. What makes you so special? Other than the occasional (very freaking often) compliments and remarks about how he would be so lucky if he was able to call you his wherever you show him your outfits or your accomplishments, you were doubtful that he would see you in a romantic way.

Plopping onto the couch, you both rested at each end with your legs propped on his lap and his hands resting on your shin. "God, we over did it tonight," the moan you let out turned into a soft hum when you felt his hands slowly caressing the skin under his touch as he chuckled, "Speak for yourself, I can still take a couple more beers in me," he teased. You narrowed your eyes at him in mock judgment, "Sure, Giggly Giggleson, you DEFINITELY didn't drink too much even when you started flirting with me." Yunho bit his bottom lip at the mention of him flirting with you earlier, giddy that you actually noticed that he was indeed flirting and wasn't just being friendly as he intended. "How can I not when you were sitting there looking so devastatingly beautiful and delicious," his tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and your eyes couldn't help but focus on its movement, sure that his bottom lip was not the only wet lip at that moment in time. But you shook your head slightly to prevent yourself from saying something stupid like blurting out how much you want his tongue shoved down your throat. To mask your inner turmoil, you rolled your eyes and snap your leg at him in mock annoyance to which he just chuckled.

The movement you made shifted the position of your mini skirt, not realizing that it had ridden up slightly. Thankfully, Yunho was gentlemanly enough to pull it back to its original position and length, of course after battling his inner urge to just pull it further up and expose your panties to him that he know for sure would be very adorable. "You're wearing a short skirt, (y/n), you gotta be careful," he pointed out, putting his hands back to where they were so his mind wouldn't focus on what was under the skirt. You rolled your eyes and moved to straddle his lap, surprising Yunho but his hands somehow found purchase on your hips in a secured grip. "There's no one here but you, Yunnie," when you draped your hands on his shoulders, Yunho was sure that you could feel his erection forming and was just screwing with him. But in case you didn't, he wanted to play it safe. "Which is even more reason why you need to be careful," Yunho leaned to peck you on the nose which caused warmth to bloom in your chest and a rosy tint to spread to your cheeks from the spot where Yunho planted his lips on. "And why is that?" You asked, eyes glimmering with slight hope, "Because you're my best friend and you're so irresistable in this skirt. If you shake your cute lil' butt at me one more time I might not be able to hold myself back from seeing what's under your slutty little skirt."

Hearing Yunho said that made you automatically wet and you had to feign rolling your eyes and pushing Yunho's face away as you got off him to excuse yourself to the bathroom. While you tried to calm yourself in the bathroom, Yunho defeatedly covered his eyes with his arms, totally embarrassed and slightly regretting that he said that in the first place. But he was right, though, he had sported a boner as a result from you sitting on top of him, knowing full well that your cunt was separated from his cock by a couple layer of clothing items. Fuck, he was so close to feeling you. With a groan, Yunho depleted into the couch, with his eyes closed, he thought of what he was going to say to you.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, you were screaming into your bunched up towel, absolutely wrecked by Yunho's words. Sure, you wore it because you remembered Yunho being so absolutely transfixed with the item when you both went shopping merely a couple days ago. Your plan was in motion and you don't know how to feel about that as you were sure your chances of success was no bigger than 32%. The occassional ass glancing was normal, but a full blown confession that Yunho wanted to devour your cunt made your arousal leak out of you like a broken faucet. So before you throw caution out the window, you thought it would be best to calm yourself down a bit.

Your inebriated state dulled your sense of time because when you finally got out of the bathroom, you saw Yunho on the couch, sleeping with his arms above his head. Pouting from disappointment, you walked over to him and stood by his side, thinking about what you're supposed to do now. Should you wake him up? Should you tuck him in? What if he thought what happened was just a dream and he forgot about it? But he looked so peaceful and calm and so so pretty, how could you even consider waking him up?

Yunho truly looked beautiful when he slept; his long lashes that you're so jealous of, his fair complexity, his plump lips. You had to remind yourself that Yunho was asleep and despite his confession earlier, you should try to hold yourself back from mauling him. No matter how hard it was for you. Though as your eyes trailed from his face to his neck, then his chest, then his shoulders and arms, and finally landed on his fingers, you swallowed the lump that formed in your throat. It was long, pretty, and you know how some men have a severe case of man hands that made their fingers look stumpy and unappealing, but not Yunho. His fingers are just like his body, dainty and flexible yet they oddly enhances his masculinity. And for the life of you, you really do want to know how he would use them on you. Phantom feelings of Yunho's grip on your ass from earlier resurfaced and you shuddered at the memory, remembering how they were firm and possessive yet gentle and careful, it made you feel dangerous but provided a sense of safety as if telling you that you could trust him. And you do.

Without realizing, you had taken steps closer to his outstretched hand, standing so close to it that he was barely grazing you. For some reason, you could feel the warmth radiating from him even just from his digits. Your mind started wondering how exactly he would grab you and where. Your legs? Your knees? Your ankles? Or is he the type to spread you open by pinning your legs on the sides using his body? His wide shoulders would've definitely spread you open easily and it's not like you wouldn't open your legs for him. How can you not? It's Yunho for fuck's sake, your hot as fuck best friend who you sometimes (a lot of times) thought of whilst touching yourself.

As if he knew, Yunho stirred in his sleep which made you freeze in your spot, not wanting him to see what you were doing. He moved whilst still in his unconscious state and his hands moved slightly which unfortunately for you, pressed into your inner thigh with his soft palm making contact with the suddenly sensitive skin. Your body coiled from the touch and you couldn't help but let out a whimper. Everything felt so close yet so far all of a sudden and you wanted more. Though, you were fully aware that you shouldn't because Yunho was dead to the world and it would be wrong. But it felt so. so right and when else will you be getting a chance like this? Though, it didn't feel right as you weren't sure if he was okay with it or not. But he was just... Right there. Despite your better judgement, with your alcohol-soaked brain, your body seemed to move on its own before you could even make a coherent decision. The moment you realized what you were doing, you were already grinding against Yunho's arm with a lump forming in your throat. The guilt was making your stomach churn but you just couldn't stop what you were already doing. Even more so, you even moved down a bit so you could feel Yunho's long fingers directly on your covered slit. You had to cover your mouth with both your hands to suppress your moans because you didn't want him to wake up seeing you like that. Or you just didn't want any irrefutable reason to stop.

Unfortunately for you, your plans didn't go accordingly. Too busy with your ministration, you didn't realize Yunho slowly woke up with fluttering eyes and head slightly clearer than before. Ironically, the first thing that popped into his head was what you were doing as he had yet to realize that you were pleasuring yourself (or testing how you think he would pleasure you) on him. So when his consciousness finally came back wholly, the first thing he realized was something warm on his hand and something soft on his skin. "What the," Yunho craned his head slightly to see you with one hand covering your mouth and the other lifting your skirt as you ground yourself on his hand like a bitch in heat. A bitch with the neediest moans and the cutest pair of panties. God, was this a dream? Was this an imagination? Should he call on you and see if either you disappeared or he woke up in his bed with a raging boner? Or should he test the reality out himself?

Once again, your body froze when you felt something probing your cunt over the pathetic, flimsy excuse of a material. Your head snapped forward to see Yunho with his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes zeroed in on your crotch as if it was the most entertaining show ever. Or as if it was Fluffy, the three-headed dog as per his interest. "Yunho," the call made Yunho's eyes flit up to your eyes but his hand never stopped its movements on your, now that you took notice of it, sensitive pussy. You realized that you should have added something after calling him and you were sure you had the words at the tip of your tongue but when his damn middle finger slipped into your panties and started probing in your hole, you could actually feel your brain stalled and your tongue rolled into your throat.

It seemed like it would go on forever, the gaze you shared with Yunho, which made the fire that was starting in your chest grew considerably in a short span of time. From your perspective, you couldn't help but look at how lust-filled his eyes were, how he seemed hungry for you. He looked absolutely hot and maybe it was because you had never seen him look like that or look at you like that. It was a good thing though because even from just seeing it once, you know you couldn't get enough. From Yunho's side, he was taking his damn sweet time enjoying the way you look falling apart with only his fingers. Not that you knew about it, but he had a fair amount of experience imagining you under him, being used by and for him. He had even imagined you riding him like a cowboy making all sorts of noises from how good he felt inside you and also from the praises that he was giving you. Sure, he would like to praise you right then and there but by God, he was just so awestruck at how you looked and sounded. It was even better than his imagination, it was more than what he imagined. And he needed more.

Snapping you out of your pleasure-induced state, Yunho ripped your panties off easily and pulled you into his lap with a single gasp that escaped your lips. You barely registered the pieces of flimsy panties on the floor when Yunho pulled you so close that your noses were touching. "Don't worry, I'll buy cuter, frillier, and sexier panties for you," a chill ran up your spine when Yunho licked your bottom lip with a smug smirk on his face, "And you're going to do a little runway show for me then." With better positioning, Yunho was able to fully slip two of his thick and long fingers inside you with one swift move all thanks to your slick cunt. "Shi- fuck," you whimpered out as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, you felt your thighs tense up at how good Yunho's fingers were filling you and it was ridiculous because it was just his damn fingers. The sight of you on top of him was like a valuable renaissance art because it's dirty yet classy and he truly loved the physical proof of how he affected you so. Yunho used his free hand to flip your cute tiny skirt up to reveal the sight of your pussy absolutely devouring his digits. He loved it, he loved it so much, and he loved you so much. But that confession is for another time when his fingers are not up in you and he didn't want to make your arousal drip out of your cunt and drench his arm.

"I want to see you fuck yourself on my finger baby, make a show for me," Yunho felt his dick twitch in his pants when you let out a breathy whimper and your bottom lip quivered so adorably. "Show Yunnie how much he can make a mess of you," he demanded. Your heart dropped to your stomach when he used the nickname you used on him in a sexual way. Hearing that automatically made your hands move to his shoulders, anchoring your position as you began fucking yourself on his fingers. You were glad that he started with two because you didn't know how you were supposed to do it with three or more without your legs giving out. But you wanted to do your best to show him what you were capable of doing. Or maybe what he was capable of doing to you.

"Fuck I love your fingers Yunnie," you moaned out as your head dropped back, exposing your neck to Yunho which he utilized to plant his lips on your neck to begin marking you. Your grip on his shoulders tightened considerably when he delivered a particular suck and your mind immediately raced to imagine how that same suck would feel on your clit. Better yet, how he would look with his chin wet with your arousal between your legs. Just the thoughts made your pussy clench and your mouth drooled slightly, something Yunho didn't miss for even a second. With a chuckle sent through the skin of your neck, your body shuddered with the vibration that felt like electricity in your body. Along with your bouncing, as you fucked yourself on his fingers, your hips rolled forward when he pressed the heel of his palm on your clit, furthering your pleasure to the point that it was almost unbearable. "I- I wanna cum," you mumbled, biting your bottom lip to suppress a squeal when Yunho curled his fingers in you, accidentally grazing your g-spot. "Come on then baby, cum on my fingers and show me how much you're a good girl you are," he made a show of biting your upper chest through your sweater, dulling any pain but making your skin tingle. "You are, a good girl, right? A good, good girl in the tiniest skirt that you wear to tease any and all men that look in your way," he teased so smugly, loving how you seem to shrink under his words and he just loved it. He loves your tiny self (though metaphorically) in your tiny clothes that accentuate your everything and just drove him absolutely nuts. Your head shook quickly as you fucked yourself quicker and harder on his fingers with his palm still stimulating your clit, "No, no, no, Yunnie, just you. Only you. I wear this tiny, slutty skirt just for you," you spoke but your voice sounded small and breathy, exasperation beyond obvious to you and him. "Fuck, you'll be the death of me," Yunho grunted, thinking how much he was going to ravage you after this.

With a single push, Yunho managed to reposition you to be on your back with your head against the other armrest, legs spread open for him on his lap to provide easy access. "You better cum now, okay?" was all the warning you got before he fucked your hole even quicker than you were fucking yourself before. The slick you produced lubricated his movements effectively as well as letting out obnoxious, sloppy, sloshing sounds that told him just how wet you were. Yunho was definitely going to find a day (or night) soon enough just dedicated to eating you out.

You were reduced to a mess with your messy hair and trembling lips. Not to mention the pornographic moans you let out that may or may not cause you to receive complaints from the tenants on your floor or any other floors or even the next buildings. But you don't care, not at all, and especially not when Yunho made you cum so hard your hips were suspended mid-air, asscheeks clenched, and pussy leaking more of your juice onto Yunho's fingers. Though embarrassed at your situation, you found yourself incapable of moving whatsoever which was a contrast to Yunho who was looking at you with pure wonder and amazement, affection mixed with hunger. It was only when your hips rested back on the couch that Yunho took his fingers out of your cunt slowly, catching your attention. You couldn't deny that you almost drooled at the sight of Yunho sticking the fingers that were just in you into his mouth and sucking on them as if they were candy.

Distracted, you didn't realize that Yunho had begun unbuckling his pants and taking out his dick until you felt something heavy and hot slapping your cunt a couple times. It was only when you looked down that you saw his cock which was by far the biggest you have ever seen that you let out a soft squeak as your eyes widened. When you looked back up, Yunho was eyeing you hungrily like a predator.

"My turn."

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Bedroom mishaps. (Maknae line)

An Ateez reaction to getting into an embarrassing/awkward situation while intimate

Genre: fluff, smut (nothing too explicit, though)

Word count: 6 155

Warnings: the slightest, tiniest hint of cnc/helplessness in San’s reaction, mature themes, embarrassing moments, and just awkwardness in general, lol

Dynamics: mostly sub!ateez-leaning or with no dynamics, except for mild dom!Jongho

A/N: This fic is the long-awaited second part to my Bedroom mishaps series! You can find the hyung line version here. Hope you enjoy!

San

In his defense, it had been a long time since the two of you had had sex

And so, when San practically jumped you the second you both had a free evening to yourselves, you really couldn’t blame him

After all, if you were being honest, you really missed him too

But, as unfortunate as it was, you still had some important things to do after you got home (that didn’t include riding him into oblivion)

You know, things such as eating and resting for at least a little bit after a tiring 9-to-5

Which meant that you (but especially San) would have to wait just a bit longer

And while you were admittedly just as impatient as he was, you did not expect him to actually sit right next to you on the couch while you ate, patiently waiting for you to finish your food like some kind of needy puppy

You tried to keep your focus on the TV, watching the show on screen intently as you ignored your impatient boyfriend to the best of your abilities

Which was hard, considering how touchy he was in general, let alone right now after waiting for so long

And sure, it was a bit cute, you had to admit

Until the questions began

“So, are you almost done?” “San, I just started eating.”

“...And now?” “You can literally see the food that’s still in the bowl!”

This then went on for the rest of your meal, with only a few minutes of silence in-between whenever you gave him a quick peck as an attempt at distraction

But even with that, you could still see the giddiness in his eyes once you finally stood up from the couch, walking over to the sink to clean the dishes

With San in tow, of course

“You’re really something, you know that?” You asked in amused disbelief, turning to your boyfriend as he clung to you from behind with a coy smile

“Mm-hmm,” he wordlessly agreed, tightening his grip on your waist before moving to kiss your neck

“Can you really n-not wait until I’m finished here? Are you that needy already?” You asked abashedly, trying to keep your composure when he found a particularly sensitive spot

“If I say yes, will you finally let me take you to the bedroom?” He asked back, pressing your body even closer to his as his kisses grew more feverish

And who were you to deny him?

And so, you made your way over to the bedroom, with San leading the way this time, eagerly pulling you with him

He was surprised, however, when you quickly matched his enthusiasm the moment you landed on the bed, pulling him into a deep kiss before getting on top and taking over

It was as if a switch had flipped within you, finally properly getting into the right mood and leaving all of the stress of your daily life behind, with San now being the target of choice

Not that he was complaining, of course not

He was just taken a bit off-guard, that’s all

But even that surprise just seemed to rile him up more, pulling the sweetest noises out of him as your hands roamed his body

You could only chuckle at that, watching the previously eager and assertive man quickly crumble right before you into a desperate, deprived mess

It’s not like he could do much to hide it either, already way too sensitive to be able to suppress any of his reactions to your touches

You wouldn’t have it any other way though, thriving in every little (or not so little) noise he made as you worked him, grinding down on the bulge in his sweatpants

Unbeknownst to you, however, amidst all this, there was an ongoing conflict going on in San’s head, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowing as he held onto your hips tightly in a feeble attempt to ground himself

On one hand, he was feeling incredible, loving every single thing you were doing to him

From your fingers pulling at his hair and exploring his broad chest as you kissed him fervently, to the oh-so-amazing feeling of your hips moving against his

Everything you did was just the way San liked it, the way he’d needed it for so long

But that’s where the main problem resided as well

Because while all of this felt unbelievably good, it was starting to feel a bit too good too soon

And before San knew it, he was beginning to feel that familiar warmth in his stomach, alerting him of his high just a tad too late

“W-wait, Y-Y/N-!” He tried to warn you, but his words only came out a jumbled mess, half-muffled by your lips on his and half-muffled by his own inability to speak in his current state

But even if you were to understand him, you were still so focused on everything else that you just didn’t register him speaking altogether, grinding down on him even harder if anything

And it was seemingly that exact feeling of hopelessness, the feeling of not being able to stop the pleasure, that completely did it for San, finally snapping that coil within him as he came

With a pathetic cry of your name, he suddenly stilled, holding your hips tightly against his as he threw his head back

The sudden change was enough to bring you out of your own daze as well, watching your boyfriend shudder beneath you, breath hitching with every involuntary jerk of his hips as pleasure coursed through his body

Despite your surprise, you let him be for a few seconds, allowing him to slowly come down from his high

It was easy to tell when he was starting to return to himself, a deep blush spreading across his cheeks as his foggy mind finally realized what had happened

Refusing to open his eyes, he slid his hands up your back, gently pulling you down to lie on his chest as he hid his face in the crook of your neck

After a beat or two of complete silence, you finally dared to speak up in a slow, tentative voice

“Did you just...?” You trailed off, unsure if you wanted to make your boyfriend even shyer by saying it out loud

“Um...maybe?” He replied just as hesitantly, letting out a nervous chuckle as he tried to secretly peek at your face, “would you be mad if I said yes?”

Now it was your turn to laugh, pulling away to look at his embarrassed expression

“Sannie, baby,” you began, cupping his cheek softly as you spoke, “do you really think I’d be mad at you for something like this?” You asked back, moving your hand up to fix his hair gently

He pouted at that, giving you a small, guilty frown

“I mean...” He began, another wave of embarrassment flushing his face, “I was so eager to do this before, only to just, you know...”

“Cum in your pants after a few minutes?” You brazenly finished his sentence, eliciting a humiliated sound from him

“Y/N!” He groaned as he hid his face in his hands, mortified

You just giggled, moving to pry his hands away again, “come on, you know I’m just joking,” you said, trying to coax him to look at you

“Not only was it, like, really fucking hot,” you began again, earning a surprised yet curious look from San, “but you have the whole night to make it up to me, don’t you?”

Hearing this, you finally got a sweet, genuine smile from him as he looked up at you, feeling reassured at last, “you’re right.”

With his new-found confidence, his hands slowly trailed up to your face, pulling you down gently for yet another deep, passionate kiss

“That I do.”

Mingi

It’s no secret that Mingi likes to joke and play around, especially around his family, friends, and you

But lately, as you’d come to notice pretty early on, the smile he wore around you didn’t quite reach his eyes anymore

Instead, his eyes screamed exhaustion, the same way his sluggish movements and sagged shoulders as he walked around your apartment did

You wanted to ask him about it, of course you did, but with the way Mingi was, always trying not to bother anyone too much, you knew it would be useless anyway

(unless you were to pressure him into it, which just sounded like the last thing you should be doing at this moment, so that was completely out of the question)

Besides, it wasn’t like the reason behind his tiredness was some government secret anyway

With the latest project at his job nearing its deadline, it was pretty obvious what the cause was

Every day, he’d already be gone when you’d wake up, and you were lucky if you got to spend more than 2 hours in the evening with him before he’d crash in your shared bed, out like a light

So really, if anything, it was surprising that Mingi was still able to hold up his usual front even under these current conditions

Well, except for one thing, that is

For the same reasons as stated above, not only was the social aspect of your relationship hurting, but so was the sexual one

Not that you were too upset about it, of course not

You knew that Mingi was just having a busier period at work right now, and you were perfectly content waiting until he’d feel more rested and comfortable

It was just that you could see it slowly start to affect him

He’d become more touchy with you, staying close whenever the two of you were alone together (and sometimes even when you weren’t - poor cashier at the nearby convenience store)

Even the way he looked at you every time you faced him told you he needed you

But of course, with Mingi being Mingi, he was both too tired and stressed to really do anything, and too unsure about initiating any deeper kind of intimacy with you when your time together was already so limited

And so, being the loving and attentive partner you are, you decided to take matters into your own hands (literally)

It was pretty late when Mingi came home, the cheerful chime of the front door being opened sounding long after it’d gone dark outside

You were sitting on the couch, already waiting for him to finally set your plan into motion

After a couple of slow, dragging footsteps, your boyfriend’s face finally came into view, making you smile

“Hey there,” you greeted softly, getting up from where you were seated to help him with the bag over his shoulder

“Hey,” he replied, giving you a tired smile as he let you take the bag from him, but not before pulling you in for a soft, affectionate kiss

As you momentarily parted ways for you to put his things away and for him to change, you called out to him from the other room: “How was work today?”

After a few moments of silence, he finally shuffled back over to the living room, only to see you already waiting for him with a suspiciously coy smile on your lips

“Good,” he mumbled, running a hand through his slightly messy hair, “just the usual.”

You hummed in acknowledgment, thinking silently for a second before carefully walking over to him

You wrapped your arms around his waist, looking up at him with a playful spark in your eyes, “hm, that’s good to hear.”

“Yeah,” he replied in a slightly breathy voice, giving you a mildly curious look as he automatically hugged you back, “what about you?”

You grinned shyly at his question, happy that everything was going according to plan so far

“Also mostly fine - just a bit lonely, I guess. I really missed you, you know.”

Tightening your hold on him, you gently leaned into him, putting your left foot forward as a silent command for him to move back

He obliged immediately, though the confusion on his face was evident

After a couple steps backward, his legs hit the back of the couch, making him fall down onto the cushions

This time, it seemed that Mingi’s curiosity had reached its peak, as he looked up at your amused expression with big, unassuming eyes, “I- what exactly is going on right now?” He asked with a light chuckle

You let out a laugh of your own, ignoring his question as you sank down to your knees between his legs, eagerly reaching for the hem of his sweatpants

The sudden escalation obviously startled Mingi and his hands grabbed a hold of your own, stopping you before you could try to pull his pants down

“Y-Y/N, wha-what are you...?” He questioned, clearly surprised

But you just gave him another coy look, taking his hands and pulling them off his lap before grabbing at his pants again

“It’s okay, just let me take care of you, hm?”

This time, Mingi let you slide his pants down, breath hitching as you palmed him over his boxers

“I-I, uh, you don’t have to, it’s okay-”

Before he could say anything else, though, you swiftly rose back up to his face, placing a quick peck on his lips to effectively shut him up before going back down

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to,” you reassured him, making a deep blush rise to his cheeks at your genuine enthusiasm, 

“So let me.”

And let you, he did.

Before long, you had reduced Mingi to a moaning mess, more sensitive and needy than you’d ever seen him

One of his hands was gently cradling your cheek, the other coming up to shield his blushing face

You were having none of that, however, instantly coming to a halt and pulling off, drawing a frustrated whine from him

“Y/N, why,” he complained needily, slightly lifting his arm to peek down at you

You reached up to grab it, pulling it down to rest by his side instead

“That’s why,” you explained, giving him a cheeky grin, “now, if you want me to keep going, you better let me hear and see you, alright?”

“Ah, o-okay, I wi-” but before he could finish his sentence, you were right back on him again, making him interrupt his own words with a strained groan, eyes closing in bliss

Without any other obstacles in your way, you resumed your previous pace, looking up at Mingi with sultry eyes as you did so

Recovering from the short moment of overwhelming pleasure, Mingi opened his eyes again, looking down at you, only to be met with your hungry gaze already on him

Immediately, he looked away again, feeling his heart skip a beat at the intensity in your eyes

Now, don’t be mistaken - Mingi could be a very passionate, confident lover when he wanted to be, and even when he didn’t, he was still somewhat composed most of the time

But now, after what felt like an eternity of not being able to experience you, hold you and take care of each other in whichever way you wanted, to suddenly seeing you so enthusiastic and focused on him in such a compromising position was, well...

Really fucking hot

And with the oversensitivity from not being touched by you for so long, Mingi could feel himself getting dangerously near the edge in no time

“Y-Y/N, you’re too good to me, I think I-” a hiss escaped him as your nails dug into his bare thigh, slowly but firmly dragging down his leg

“It’s okay hun, just cum whenever,” you said, still looking up at him to gauge his beautiful reactions

And although the hot lines you left on his thigh were comfortingly grounding, Mingi’s mind still felt like complete mush

With the past few weeks filled with nothing but work, work, and more work, the countless days running on 5 hours of sleep if he was lucky, with barely seeing you for more than a few hours a day,

Only to now be completely engulfed in your care and attention, to have you treat him so well and make him feel so much at once, physically, mentally, and emotionally,

Mingi felt like he was becoming delirious

As he was approaching his high, his hazy eyes were flitting around the room, brain completely fogged over as he could barely focus on anything except the overwhelming pleasure

And then he felt your hand on his other thigh, felt your nails slowly start to press into the muscle again, and he lost it

Suddenly tensing under you, Mingi’s mind seemed to have completely blacked out as he came, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over him as he moaned out your name

Or what he thought was your name, at least, until he finally registered the sounds of you giggling, forcing him to open his eyes again

You were looking down, forehead dropping to rest on his leg as you trembled with laughter

“W-what?” He asked, words still a bit slurred and airy as he barely started coming down from his orgasm

The question seemed to make you laugh even more, much to Mingi’s amused confusion

“Am I- god,” you took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down enough to talk, “is my name LG now?”

“What?”

Mingi looked down at you incredulously, not understanding what the fuck you just said

Did he just cum so hard he went insane?? Because he definitely felt like it

“I- n-no? What are you-”

It was only then that Mingi’s eyes seemed to have focused properly again, as he suddenly took notice of the LG television behind you, the big bold letters standing out against the otherwise black plastic

“Why did you moan out the name of our TV then?” You asked him, breaking into another fit of laughter as it all finally clicked in his head, mouth hanging open in shock as he looked at you

“Did- did I actually...?” He muttered, looking absolutely bewildered by his own actions

Trying to suppress any more giggles, you nodded with a small “yup”, grinning as you stood back up to help him re-dress

“Holy shit, I’m so sorry,” he immediately began apologizing, letting out an amazed chuckle of his own, “I knew I was a tired mess today, but not this much, damn.”

You just laughed again, moving to sit beside him and wrap your arms around his middle

“It’s fine babe, don’t worry about it. If anything, I can now proudly say I give head so good it makes you accidentally endorse electronics.”

As expected, your teasing remark worked just as intended, pulling a humiliated cry from Mingi as he hid his face in his hands

“Y/N, please!”

Wooyoung

“Fucking finally”, Wooyoung muttered to himself half-annoyed, half-excited as the front door slammed shut at last, signaling that his roommate had left after what had felt like an eternity

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his impatience, though, if you were being honest, you were feeling pretty restless as well at this point

Wooyoung had been planning this night for more than a week, making sure that everything lined up perfectly - you were free for the evening, he was free for the evening, and, most importantly, his roommate would be out for at least a few hours

It all seemed to be working out just fine when you arrived too, joining Wooyoung under the cozy blankets he’d laid out for you on the couch and choosing a movie to play in the background as you talked about your days

The both of you were content like this, happy to indulge in each other’s comforting presence and catch up with each other (so you could have more time to do other things later-)

But as the hours slowly went by and Wooyoung’s roommate was still sitting at the kitchen table, not getting ready to leave any time soon as he kept typing away on his laptop, Wooyoung was starting to become impatient

He wanted to say something to him, to hopefully speed things up just a little, but how do you do that without sounding like a desperate, horny teenager?

Exactly, you can’t

And so the two of you kept waiting, watching the TV absent-mindedly as you started to draw slow, teasing shapes on Wooyoung’s leg to try and rile him up even further

This clearly seemed to work, judging by the way his jaw clenched every time your nails traced the insides of his thigh, desperately trying to keep his eyes on the screen and not jump your bones right then and there

Wooyoung was trying to keep calm, he really was

But with each passing second of your playful teasing, he could feel himself slowly going insane

That was until a sudden ringing echoed around the dorm, making both of you jump a little in your spot

You turned around to look in the kitchen, watching as Jongho, Wooyoung’s aforementioned roommate, fumbled with the phone in his hands, quickly swiping on the display to answer

“Hey, what’s-” he began but got quickly cut off by the person on the other side, their annoyed nagging loud enough for you to hear from the other room

“W-wait, what do you mean? It’s-” Jongho’s eyes suddenly widened, seemingly realizing something just then

He quickly stood up, slamming his laptop shut as he rushed back into his room, cursing under his breath the whole way there

“Dude, I’m so sorry, I just got completely caught up in what I was doing that I didn’t see the- yeah, yeah, I know I’m a dumbass, just, uh, wait for me, okay? I’ll be right there, I swear. Bye.”

And with that, Jongho emerged out of his room again, rushing out of the apartment without sparing a single glance at the two of you

Not that either of you minded, anyway, too preoccupied with the fact that you were finally alone together to care about anything else

There was not a word spoken between the two of you as you faced each other again, the eager look in your eyes enough for the both of you to know what was about to go down

Wooyoung decided to take action first, closing the gap between your bodies by pressing your lips together in a hot, feverish kiss

You wasted no time either, quickly crawling onto his lap and tangling your fingers in his hair to deepen the kiss even further

Wooyoung’s hands roamed all over your body until they eventually came to rest on your hips, helping you grind down on the hard-on he’d been trying to keep at bay for way too long

You stayed like this for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s bodies and the electrifying anticipation of what was about to come

That was until you tugged on Wooyoung’s hair just right, the sensation of it along with the unexpected bite on his lower lip making him let out a wanton moan

Deciding that he’d had enough, he suddenly stood up from the couch, taking you by surprise as he lifted you up with him

The look of shock on your face must have been evident, judging by the smug smile on Wooyoung’s lips as he carried you to the bedroom

“Didn’t think I could do that, huh?” He asked teasingly, eyes gauging your reaction as he breached the entrance to his room

And while you usually got annoyed by that shit-eating grin of his, you had to admit, you were genuinely impressed

“Honestly? No, I didn’t,” you conceded, watching the look of surprise on his face at you actually giving in to him, “and I gotta say, that was really fucking hot,” you continued, making Wooyoung’s ears turn red in response

He’d never admit it, but as much as he loved the usual banter and bickering between the two of you, genuine compliments and admiration like this made him completely weak in the knees for you

And so, with a new wave of fervor coursing through him, he basically threw you down on the bed, taking a split second to admire the view in front of him before jumping on it as well to join you

You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped you at his new-found passion, peppering kisses all over your neck as his hands slipped under your shirt, eagerly exploring the skin there

Not wanting to waste any more time, you gently pulled his head away to take off your shirt and bra, immediately causing his eyes to look down, taking in all of your beautiful body under him

It seemed as though everything you did made him even more enthusiastic, every little movement, noise, or revealed skin turning him on impossibly more

And while this was definitely endearing and sexy to you (as well as a huge confidence boost), it also came with quite a bit of clumsiness from Wooyoung

From the way his hands fumbled with his hoodie before finally managing to take it off, to the momentary loss of balance as he dove back down to give you yet another hot kiss

Only to accidentally lean a bit too forward and bump your foreheads together - hard

“Ow!” You cried out in pain at the impact, pulling away from him as you caressed your throbbing forehead

Wooyoung let out a small groan of his own at the collision, but shook the pain off right away to tend to you

“Shit, are you okay?” He asked worriedly, replacing your hand with his to try and soothe the spot himself

“I- yeah, it’s- it’s okay, just,” you tried to reply, forced to pause for a moment due to the sharp pain in your skull, “didn’t expect it, is all.”

“Are you sure?” Wooyoung pressed on anyway, not believing your words when your eyes were still scrunched up in pain, “I swear I didn’t mean to do that, I’m so sorry, babe.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at that, making him even more puzzled

“Woo it’s fine, really,” you said, finally opening your eyes again to give him an amused smile, “and of course you didn’t mean to, who would ever consciously decide to just ram their head into their girlfriend like that?”

Wooyoung groaned at your words, leaning down to hide his face in your neck in embarrassment, “shut up, I still feel bad.”

You cooed at that, finding this guilty and sheepish side of your boyfriend utterly adorable

“I know hun, it’s okay,” you comforted him, rubbing gentle circles on his back while the pain in your forehead slowly started to subside, “I think we both just got a little too excited for our own good, you know?”

Wooyoung rose up at that, looking at you with big eyes as he argued back: “Of course we did! How could I not be horny out of my mind when Jongho made us wait almost two extra hours?!”

“And there he is again”, you thought to yourself with a chuckle

The drama queen of a boyfriend you came to love so much, happy and lively just like before <3

Jongho

Sex with Jongho was fun.

Contrary to what the people around him made you believe at first - that he was this mature and aloof guy who was always so quiet and serious - you quickly came to find just how wrong all of them were

Because despite admittedly keeping to himself most of the time around other people, that did not apply to his romantic and sexual relationships in the slightest

After all, when you have to hold yourself to a certain standard all day, it gets pretty tiring pretty quickly

And so, once the two of you started to get more comfortable with each other, Jongho let himself relax around you as well

He gradually became more and more open and vulnerable with you, letting you in on his various thoughts and opinions, and, later on, even some of his deepest secrets

Of course, this is no one-way street, and in the same way Jongho expects you to accept him fully, he does so to you as well

Whatever it is that you want to share or are interested in, you can always trust Jongho to hear you out with a completely open and curious mind

At first, this pertained mainly to your general relationship, but as time went on and you’d had your fair share of comfortable, vanilla sex, the two of you mutually agreed on trying to venture a bit further

You started out pretty simple, introducing light bondage and some mild dirty talk into the bedroom, which ended up being a lot of fun for the both of you

Eventually, however, even that became too mild and familiar, and you continued to explore even deeper

Because of this, discussing different turn-ons and fantasies became pretty common between the two of you, and although it still made you feel a bit embarrassed (and, judging by the small blush on Jongho’s cheeks as he stumbled over his words a little, you weren’t the only one), it was really exciting to hear and see what Jongho found arousing

During one of these discussions, you’d decided to bring up something that had been plaguing your mind for the longest time now, finally feeling brave enough to admit to it

“Actually, there was something new I’ve been wanting to try for a while now,” you confessed shyly after Jongho asked you if there was anything new you wanted to look into

“Oh? What is it?” He asked, perching up in his spot on the couch

“Ah, it’s a bit embarrassing, especially now that I’ve admitted to thinking about it for a long time,” you nervously chuckled, making Jongho smile at your cute antics as well before silently beckoning you to continue

“It’s just that...I’ve been wondering if maybe you could try being a bit...rougher in bed, so to speak? Like using your strength more and just, you know,” you trailed off, somehow feeling a lot more shy bringing up this specific idea than any of the other interests

Jongho giggled at your red face, unable to stop himself from blushing either

It’s not a secret that Jongho is pretty buff and strong, anyone can recognize that just by glancing at him

However, that didn’t stop Jongho from nearly melting on the spot whenever you complimented him on his physique, puffing his chest like the cheesy man he is whenever you did

So now, to hear that you not only liked his strength but liked it like that, Jongho was pretty much screaming and squealing on the inside (in a good way, of course!!)

“Oh, um, uh,” Jongho began, stammering like a bumbling idiot as his head filled over with way too many interesting ideas at the prospect

It wasn’t like he hadn’t thought about this either, of course he had

It was just that he didn’t want to force anything like this on you, since your sex life has been mostly just soft and loving so far, and he didn’t want to make you think he didn’t enjoy it that way

And so, he waited for you to come to him of your own volition, wanting to be sure that you genuinely wanted this as well and weren’t agreeing to it just to please him because most porn sites showed the rougher parts of sex

But now that you did, he was so surprised that he almost didn’t know what to say, except for the stuttery and giggly “y-yeah, sure, I’d love to.”

And it was exactly those few words of agreement that brought you here, lying with your back on the bed, legs wrapped around Jongho’s waist as he let all of his frustration out on you

He’d had a long, infuriating day at work today, and after storming home almost fuming, it was unanimously decided that this was the perfect time to try out your latest suggestion

With the way Jongho was already furious, there was no need to try and rile him up any further

You knew as much by the way he suddenly picked you up in the hallway, throwing you over his shoulder with a slap to your butt as he stomped over to your shared bedroom

There, he threw you down on your bed, quickly tossing his shirt off before making his way to you, caging you between his arms as he kissed you feverishly

And now, a few minutes later, you were still pressed beneath him, grasping onto his arms and back for dear life as he let himself get completely lost in you, grunting with every rougher thrust

“Jongho!” You cried out, making him look down at you with wild, dazed eyes

“Wh-what? Fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned, closing his eyes momentarily to try to calm down (or at least enough to be able to comprehend your words)

“M-more,” you whined weakly, giving him an equally as fucked-out face

He let out a hitched chuckle at your words, lowering his head with a grin of disbelief

“More? I’m already fucking you this hard and you still want more?” He questioned, making you whimper at the teasing words

“You’re insatiable, I swear,” he muttered proudly, leaning down to give you a passionate kiss before suddenly pulling away, “but fine.”

He removed your legs from his waist, only to then hoist them up to rest on his shoulders as he nearly folded you in half

You gasped at the sudden change of positions, feeling him drive even deeper into you like this

Without any further ado, he resumed his previous pace, pushing into you with a loud groan

You were quick to return back to your cloud nine, mind hazed over with nothing but Jongho firmly gripping your hips, brows furrowing as he desperately tried to hold back his orgasm for just a little longer

You were getting way too close yourself, sneaking a hand between the two of you to help yourself just a little bit more to get there

Not long after, you felt yourself dangerously near the edge, mouth opening to tell Jongho in what you hoped would be a stable enough voice for your pleas to still be coherent

Before you could say anything, however, a loud snap resonated through the room, and you could feel the bed under you dip slightly

The two of you froze instantly, looking at each other with wide eyes as you tried to catch your breath

You were the first one to break the silence, still gasping for breath as you spoke: “Did the bed just...?”

After a beat of nothing, Jongho replied: “I-I think so.”

Leaning a bit to the side to check the bedframe, Jongho first let out a shocked gasp before an incredulous chuckle left his lips as he saw a huge crack running down the side of it

“Holy shit.”

You shared a long look of both amazement and embarrassment before a sly, teasing smile made its way onto your lips

“So, are you gonna keep going, or...?”

Taking a second to process your words, Jongho let out a small laugh at your words, shaking his head in amused disbelief

“Just like I said...”

He cautiously moved off the bed, hearing a dangerously loud creak from under him as he got up

But then, without a warning, he pulled you by your leg to the edge of the bed before picking you up into his arms, making you yelp in surprise as you instinctively wrapped yourself around him

“You’re absolutely insatiable,” he said, a playful grin on his face as your eyes met again before giving you a quick peck on the lips

Carefully, he carried you down the hallway and into the living room before laying you down on the couch

Just like before, he climbed onto the couch with you, lifting your legs up again to resume what you had been doing

Not before going in for one more kiss, though, pulling away with that beautiful smile of his

“But I love it.” 

Thank you for reading! And remember, feedback is always appreciated! ♥  

#ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez smut #ateez headcanons #ateez imagines #ateez oneshot #ateez oneshots #san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader #sub!ateez reactions

[jeon-ify]

JEONIFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

hi pretties :3 i’m participating in KINKTOBER 2024! i’m preparing way ahead of time because i know i wont have 31 smuts written in the span of a month. i’ll write out my masterlist in order and i hope you’re all looking forward to them !! :) all of these smuts are going to be female reader! if you have any requests, leave them under this post and i’ll definitely add them to the list for the month of october!

please be aware that all of these are NSFW— meaning that all of these works will not be suitable for audiences under the age of 18. trigger warnings include sexual content, mentions of r!pe, su!c!de, smoking, vi0lence, drug use, criminal activity, swearing, etc.

JEON-IFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

1. CRY FOR ME - CHOI SAN (dacryphilia | hard!dom san)

2. YOUR EYES - JEONG YUNHO (soft!dom fairy yunho)

3. INTO IT - SONG MINGI (toxic-ex!mingi)

4. TOO MUCH - KANG YEOSANG (mean!yeosang)

5. IN YOUR MOUTH - JUNG WOOYOUNG (throat fucking/dom!wy)

6. PSYCHO BEHAVIOR - KIM HONGJOONG (masked man hj)

7. INMATE 1117 - SONG MINGI (prisoner mingi x psychiatric reader)

8. SLOW DOWN - CHOI JONGHO (masked biker!jongho)

9. I DARE YOU - CHOI JONGHO (mafia leader!jongho)

10. RUN BABY, RUN - PARK SEONGHWA (stalker!seonghwa : based on HAUNTING ADELINE by H.D. CARLTON)

11. CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? - KANG YEOSANG (dom!reader x sub!yeosang)

12. PACKAGE DEAL - WOOSANGI (mean!dom wy, san, mingi x reader)

13. LIKE YOU’VE SEEN A GHOST - JUNG WOOYOUNG (masked dom!wooyoung x reader)

14. TWIN BITCHES - JEONG YUNHO X SONG MINGI X READER (dom!yungi x sub!reader | CNC)

15. MASK ON, MASK OFF - CHOI SAN (psycho!san x it girl reader)

16. DIFFERENCES - KANG YEOSANG (vampire!yeosang x witch!reader)

17. THERE IT IS - CHOI JONGHO (sub!jongho x dom!femreader)

18. SILVER LIGHT - JUNG WOOYOUNG (dom!wooyoung x sub!san x sub!reader)

19. UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN - MINGI X SEONGHWA X YUNHO (dom!seonghwa, dom!mingi, dom!yunho x switch!vampire reader)

20. TWIN SEATER - KIM HONGJOONG (dom!sugardaddy hj x streetracer reader)

21. SHAKE SOME - MATZ (stripper reader x mean!dom matz)

22. LIKE CANDY - PARK SEONGHWA (switch!hwa x switch!reader)

23. MIDNIGHT PSYCHO - KANG YEOSANG (inmate!yeosang x therapist reader)

24. BE THE LIGHT - PARK SEONGHWA (dom!ghost hwa x sub reader)

25. FACELESS - KIM HONGJOONG (faceless man in a dream becomes a reality / dom!hongjoong)

26. I LUV THIS SHIT - SONG MINGI (public sex w/ mingi at a halloween party! x dom!mingi)

27. DADDY LONG LEGS - JEONG YUNHO (dom!reader x spellcaster!yunho)

28. TOKYO DRIFT - CHOI SAN (drag racer!san x schoolgirl reader)

29. SPREAD OUT - OT8 (gang!ateez x pharmacist!reader)

30. PULL ON IT - OT8 (ateez hosts a halloween frat party!)

31. SEX AINT THE ONLY THING ON MY MIND - OT8 (stripper!reader x rich ceos atz)

#kpop smut #ateez #kpop #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez san #mingi ateez #yunho ateez #ateez wooyoung #jongho ateez #yeosang ateez #seonghwa ateez #hongjoong ateez

[justaaveragereader]

It’s time to put on your sexiest outfit, and visit each members home to see if you’ll get a trick or a treat.

Welcome, Welcome, Welcome Kinktober 2023 starring Monsterteez!

All fics will be based off of monster Ateez! I ask that minors do not interact🔞. As all the fics linked will be 18+.

I hope you enjoy, sit back, relax, and enjoy the hot, and horny monster Ateez!

10.1 | Frankensteins Monster!Jongho

Size Difference + Electrostimulation @justaaveragereader

10.5 | Dr. Jung Jekyll and Hyde!Wooyoung

Wax Play + Sadism @justaaveragereader

10.8 | Slenderman!Mingi

Tentacles + Orgasm Control @justaaveragereader

10.12 | Imp!San

Humiliation + Public Sex @justaaveragereader

10.15 | Basilisk!Yeosang

Auralism + Blindfolded @justaaveragereader

10.19 | Demon!Yunho

Size Kink + Aphrodisiac @justaaveragereader

10.22 | Vampire!Seonghwa

Biting + Marking @justaaveragereader

10.26 | Grim Reaper!Hongjoong

Scythe/Knife Play + CNC @justaaveragereader

10.31 | Evil Doppelgänger!OT8

Voyeurism + Cuckholding @justaaveragereader

©️Please do not steal, translate, copy, or change any of the work tagged above. This includes all the fics and graphics. The graphics are made by me unless stated otherwise. Thank you.

Bat Divider Created @ Glitter-Graphics.com

Wanna be added to the taglist? Shoot us a message or drop a comment and we will make sure to add you🧡!

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober #ateez smut #ateez x reader #kim hongjoong smut #park seonghwa smut #jeong yunho smut #kang yeosang smut #choi san smut #song mingi smut #jung wooyoung smut #choi jongho smut #kinktober masterlist #kim hongjoong x reader #park seonghwa x reader #jeong yunho x reader #kang yeosang x reader #choi san x reader #song mingi x reader #jung wooyoung x reader #choi jongho x reader #ateez fanfic #monster!ateez #monsterteez #ateez

[c0llisiion]

⟡ MASTERLIST !

↻ Complete masterlist of all my works ᝰ.ᐟ

・:〃➜ BTS

beyond boundaries — k.th

⟢ smut, fwb au , cheating , non-idol , 2 part.

Numb to the feeling — j.jk

⟢ smut, idol au , exs2lovers , 3 part.

Need to know — j.jk

⟢ smut , older!jk , dads bsf au , slight dubcon.

Obsession — m.yg

⟢ smut , pervert!yg , panty stealing.

Favourite — m.yg

⟢ smut , office sex/au , mean dom!yg , bondage.

Attention — k.th

⟢ smut , toxic relationship , mirror sex , e2l.

Drabble #1

⟢ smut , exhibitionism , fingering.

Drabble #2

⟢ smut , seokjin + f!reader , breeding.

Sin for me — j.jk

⟢ smut , older!jk , cnc

Drabble #3

⟢ smut , yoongi + f!reader , corruption kink

・:〃➜ STRAY KIDS

Drabble #1

⟢ smut , lee know x bang chan x reader , threesome , filth.

Drabble #2

⟢ smut , bang chan x reader , shower sex.

Drabble #3

⟢ smut , lee know x reader , car sex.

・:〃➜ ATEEZ

Drabble #1

⟢ smut , seonghwa x reader , makeup sex.

・:〃➜ NCT

… to be written.

・:〃➜ SEVENTEEN

Drabble #1

⟢ smut , mingyu x reader , phone sex.

・:〃➜ TXT

… to be written.

・:〃➜ JUJUTSU KAISEN

“I hate you” — g.st

⟢ smut , cuckqueanery , mean!gojo , 2 part.

“I love you” — g.st

⟢ angst , smut , slight fluff , dubcon , aftercare , part 2 to “i hate you”.

・:〃➜ Others :

Eye candy — y.jw

⟢ smut , toxic , bondage.

#౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ yun’s masterlist #divider credits to @/animatedglittergraphics n more ! <3 #and @/cafekitsune :3