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wonjns · 2 years

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pipes ♭

pairing; wen junhui x male reader

genre; smut

summary; you expected your day to get worse after finding your clogged and leaky sink,,, what you didn't expect was your day getting a million times better by doing something about it... or, having someone else do something bout it.

includes; bottom!reader, plumber!jun, grinding, man handling, muscle kink, implied blowjob, unprotected sex (dont irl!!)

wc; 3.5k

notes; requested by anon ✓ "Can I request a Junhui oneshot (smut)? Where the reader have a clug on his sink and he called a plumber which is Jun who was looking hot that the reader attempt to wear a very short clothes to catch Jun's attention." // WHEHEH jun is so hot hdhgsghs i feel bad taking FOREVERRR to write this but i sure did enjoy it, even though im 80% sure this is trashhh.... BUT i love writing for svt !!!

you sighed, looking down at your kitchen sink, the 99th problem you've had today.

this was absolutely the last thing you needed. school was a mess, your part-time job was a hot mess, and your recent breakup was an absolute travesty - to put it in simple terms.

amidst your currently stressful and hectic day to day life, you were at least grateful you had the comfort of your own little adorable, freshly rented apartment. it was the only thing you were in complete control of - the designs, the furniture, the decor, how much art you hung, how many plushies you owned; it was like your own little realm, your safe haven.

so, now that your safe haven had internal leaking and busted pipes, you might actually pull your hair out.

you face palmed yourself, and after 30 minutes of whining in isolation, you managed to call a plumbing service. it would probably cost a fortune, but it wasn’t like this was something you could just avoid. you had never called a plumber on your own before, so all you could do was pray it was worth it and that it wasn’t some scam despite all the skepticism that lied in the forefront of your mind.

you could see the whole scene play out now - some hefty man who would probably smell like fresh manure and saggy pants would roll up to your apartment, track mud inside through some gigantic sloppy boots, break apart your sink, and then charge you nearly a thousand dollars for a $100 job.

well, it seemed you learned nothing in grade school about judging stereotypes, because when you heard a soft ding dong, you would’ve never expected the sight before you.

standing beyond your door frame was a tall, slightly tanned man with what had to be the most attractive eyes you’d ever seen. he sported a clean dyed blonde undercut, with dangerously sexy darker roots. his facial features were small and his shoulders were wide,,, really wide. his one piece denim jumpsuit flaunted his legs, the longest ones you’ve seen in a hot minute.

he looked around your age, much younger than expected for a plumber, and as your eyes raked over his body, his proportions seemed a little too unreal. and even though his frame was clothed, you couldn’t help but notice how muscular his thighs-

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focus.

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“hello, sir.” he spoke politely but nonchalantly, a lollipop loosely hanging from his lips.

his greeting fell upon deaf ears, as you just stood there gawking for a moment.

he must’ve seen you staring and assumed you found him rude, as he furrowed his eyebrows for a second before removing the lollipop from his lips and brightening his tone.

“hello, sir? i’m jun from proxy plumbing inc. i’m here for the call about your sink?”

you blinked a couple times, shooting your eyes back up to meet his. you offered a sheepish smile, a bit embarrassed.

“yes! sorry, come right on in...” you finally responded, stepping aside to allow him entrance.

jun smiled back at you before plopping the lollipop back in his mouth, reaching down to pick up a huge back of equipment that you had been too easily distracted to notice.

the taller male followed you through your cozy apartment, eyeing the abstract art on the wall and plush stuffed animals mounted on ledges and counters.

cute, he thinks.

“so, i’m not really sure what’s wrong with it, but the lady from your office said something about an internal leakage on the phone?” you spoke when you reached the kitchen.

jun nodded. “mind if i take a look?”

setting his bag down, the sandy blonde dug inside and fished a flashlight. he loomed over your sink, arching over to shine his light down the drain and get a good look.

you were originally standing next to him, growing a bit flustered at how he practically towered over you. you stepped back so he could have space to better examine your sink - at least that’s what you told yourself. of course, it was only a coincidence that you stepped far enough back to see his round butt fit tight against his jumpsuit. geez, you’re such a perv.

you’re once again snapped out of your trance from his physique as he shoots back up to give you a debriefing of what exactly was wrong with your sink. you listened along, nodding as he spewed terms you had no idea about and honestly weren’t interested in learning. your gaze simply remained transfixed on his pink lips as he spoke, lightly glistening from sucking on his lollipop.

“alright, mr. y/n, i’ll go ahead and start the repair.”

“sounds good- oh, and just y/n is fine, if you want.” you offer with a friendly smile, maybe too friendly.

“okay, y/n.” he returns your flirty smile, and you swore you saw a wink for a split second.

as he got started, he opened up the bottom cabinet below the sink, and started... unzipping his jumpsuit? you froze in place, watching the metallic zipper fly down the middle of his torso, stopping just at his waist. he freed his arms through their loops, exposing his toned biceps through the lightly tattered white tank top he wore underneath.

his lollipop danced between his lips as he tied the now loose arm flaps tightly around his waist, revealing how thin it actually was in comparison to his broad shoulders. damnit, how was a plumber so sculpted.

he looks up, quirking an eyebrow curiously at you when he catches your lingering stare on the delicious curves of his arms. you immediately turned around after getting busted, wanting to avoid risking him seeing the blush you felt sneaking its way to your cheeks.

“o-okay then, i’ll just be in my room... finishing some work... holler if you need anything.”

you splashed water on your face in your bathroom. looking at yourself in the mirror, you cursed. you were a mess.

only 10 minutes into ‘finishing some work’, which actually consisted of stealing glimpses of the tall, lean, muscular man under your sink every couple of seconds, you felt a warmth in your stomach that just wouldn’t leave.

there was no way you were turned on by your plumber.

you gently smacked your palm against your face, trying to make yourself snap out of it. you were just tired. yeah,, that was it. you were just exhausted from managing school and work and were feeling the lonely withdrawals of dealing with a breakup.

it had only been two weeks, after all. but it had been a total of four weeks since you got physical. a month without feeling the satisfying warmth of someone else wrapping you in their arms.

as you kept peaking at jun’s arms flexing while he worked, you couldn’t cease from imagining those arms being the ones to end your touch deprived streak, encasing you. you imagined him nuzzling his head in your neck and leaving hot, bubblegum scented kisses. you obviously noticed how undeniably skilled his hands were at working a wrench, you could only imagine how it would feel for him to be skillfully stroking your-

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y/n. focus.

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you changed out of your work clothes and put on some short gym shorts and a loose tank top, hoping the air condition would cool you down.

this man was here for a job. that’s it. he was going to fix your sink and you both would carry on about your days, business as usual. it was immature to let your fantasies run wild about some stranger that was only at your place for professional reasons - plumbing nonetheless, arguably the most unromantic scenario possible.

you got a grip on reality. the reality that any mature, adult man would be responsible and not go out there to flirt with employees, no matter how badly you wanted to.

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“y/n~~” jun called from the kitchen, almost playfully.

“yes?” you respond from your room.

“come talk to me, i’m bored.”

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....fuck the reality.

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you couldn’t have moved fast enough back into the kitchen. when you arrived, laptop being held balanced on one of your forearms, you leaned against one of the cabinets.

jun’s jumpsuit, while still tied, had significantly lowered on his waist. it seemed he was getting quite the work out dealing with your pipes, as his white tank stop started to cling to his torso through a layer of sweat. oh god, this was terrible. his chest and pecs was nearly in full view, his abs taking the chance to peak through the transparent white as well.

you begged your eyes to behave, maintaining eye contact with jun as he lifted his head to watch you walk in. a little smirk played on his lips, satisfied at how soon you arrived.

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“isn’t it a little unprofessional that an employee is asking to be kept company while on the job?” you ask, a teasing tone dancing through your voice.

“i suppose... but it’s probably more concerning when the employer is undressing the worker with his eyes every 5 minutes.” jun quipped back, sitting up from his position under the sink.

your breath hitched, and you to cough a little, causing jun to chuckle.

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“just kidding, i know you just want me to do a thorough job.” he continued, rummaging through his tool bag and grabbing some sharp pliers.

returning to his position on his back under your cabinets, his propped one of his legs up, spread just a little more than they needed to be. oh god, you really didn’t want him to leave.

you were stunned in a silence at his ‘joke’, before you began awkwardly laughing to play it off.

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“right, of course. you know a lot of companies out here scam clueless customers like me, i just want to make sure my stuff is at least properly fixed.” you perked up, placing your laptop down on the counter.

“that’s true. you don’t have anyone here to help you figure this kinda stuff out?” he questioned, and you knew what was he was getting at.

“nah... my boyfriend and i broke up a couple weeks ago.” you admit, trying not to sound too defeated.

“boyfriend...” you hear jun mumble lowly.

“so does your girlfriend appreciate your handiness around the house?” you question, doing some of your own sleuthing.

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jun chuckles at your question, you catching sight of his gorgeous whites even from under the sink.

“nah,, i’ve never had a girlfriend. not exactly into ‘em.” he casually responded, once again making your breath hitch. thankfully, you were more discreet this time.

you didn’t want to assume anything, but decided to test your theory further.

“really?? what’s a handsome guy like you doing without a girlfriend,, i bet the ladies are all over you.”

“they are, but i prefer when it’s the pretty boys.” he responds with an even more visible smirk on his face.

jun slightly lifts his upper body again to look at you, his shirt riding up just enough to expose a small patch of his toned torso. you noticed a small patch of dirt on one of his temples, and somehow it made him even sexier.

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your thighs immediately squeeze together, and you fight to keep your jaw from fully dropping. his shamelessness only caused the heat in your stomach to burst into a flame, and there was no putting that shit out now.

the blonde chuckled more as he leaned back to continue his work, but you heard his laughing quickly cut short with a sharp “ow!”

your head shot back to him amidst your flustered state, noticing that he had lost his grip on the pliers and dropped them on his stomach.

it didn’t seem like it would hurt much, but the way jun grabbed the injured spot with a contorted face said otherwise.

“jun?? are you alright?!” asked, shuffling over to him concerned as he curled his body to the side.

he rubbed the area where the pliers fell, grunting.

“are you hurt? let me see.” you say, gently tugging his tattered shirt upwards.

“it’s really nothing,” he pants. “is just a-“

you pull his shirt up.

“scar.” you mutter softly, eyeing a faint, decently sized stripe that ran up the side of his torso.

“it was bad when i got it during a job a couple months ago, but it’s just a little sensitive now.” he spoke, his original cocky tone no where to be found.

you nodded. admittedly, it looked way cooler than it did painful, and you couldn’t help but feast your eyes on the rest of his exposed torso that it complimented. his skin was practically glowing - glistening from a thin sheet of sweat.

his eyes locked on to you as you gently reached out to feel along his scar, his toned abs lightly contracting at your gentle touch. you’d lie if you said you didn’t feel blood rush south as your hand glided over his muscles, taking the liberty to roam his bare chest.

eventually, he leaned up after fully discarding his shirt and was just letting you feel wherever you wanted. both of your breaths were becoming labored. his skin was so smooth, but his lean muscles were so firm.

you held your breath when you locked eyes. whatever was happening, there was no going back - your body kicking into autopilot as your fingers danced along his frame. you reveled in the feeling of his defined shoulders underneath your palms.

“does it still.. hurt?” you ask in a whisper.

“it.... uh... not anymore.”

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those words were the last to be spoken before the whirlwind began.

only mere seconds had passed before you pressed against your cabinets in a heated kiss. jun’s lips desperately assaulted yours in a fury, and you returned the force with a hunger so strong you could feel your mind hazing over.

you were so lost in the warmth that was radiating from him to that you hadn’t even noticed jun hoisting you up against the wall and wrapping your legs around his waist.

a deep moan ripped from your throat as jun’s tongue invited itself into your mouth, swirling and sucking with a strength you couldn’t comprehend. jun must’ve been just as needy as you were, as you were reduced to squeezing him tightly in order to even keep up with his mouth’s tempo.

the older male’s fingers kneaded into your ass cheeks as one of your hands curled into his hair, allowing your free arm to drape over his broad shoulders and feel along the expanse of his smooth, exposed back. your eyes rolled to the back of your head when jun switched to sucking passionately on your neck’s pulse point, feeling your palm glide along his firm shoulder blade.

his skin felt so irresistibly good under your touch you swore you could’ve been daydreaming.

he dug his head farther into your neck and couldn’t resist the urge to grind against your core after hearing your whimpers, which grew louder from the sensation his mouth was bringing your weak spot. the aroused groan that escaped jun’s throat from the friction of your bodies rubbing together only made more heat pool in your stomach.

the blonde lowered you back to the floor just long enough to pull your short-shorts down, revealing the bulging erection that prodded through your underwear. jun licked his lips seductively before looking at you again, a slow smirk growing on his face. you were busy panting from the intensity of it all, and he was reveling in seeing you so worked up. you couldn’t help yourself from whining once more from the silence and latching on to his biceps, pouncing back on him.

he caught you in his arms effortlessly, maintaining the god-forsaken smirk during your sloppy makeout when your legs returned to their place around his waist. you were shocked at the difference a singular layer could make, shamelessly obsessed w the pressure his abs were bringing your clothed cock.

“you’re driving me crazy, please take these off.” you groaned in between heated kisses, referring to his plumbing jumpsuit still tied around his waist.

“so shameless, mr. y/n. i didn’t expect such a needy client today.” he quirked back, only half-joking. he really didn’t expect his today to go like this, but who was he to complain.

your face was glowing red from both embarrassment and libido as you were once again on your own feet, being dragged by the taller man to your bathroom.

you were then immediately pressed up against the door, jun trapping your lips within his once more. you could still taste the faint flavor of his bubblegum lollipop, making him addicting enough to almost just want to stay like this forever. your greedy hands roamed over his tones torso once more, his body slightly wincing when you graced over the scar on his muscly torso again.

you broke the kiss for air, but mostly to watch how his lean abs rippled under your touch. you couldn’t help but release another deep moan at the sight of his perfect body, and the grin on jun’s expectant face gave away his satisfaction of you practically drooling over him.

however, he also noticed your disdain over the uniform pants he still wore, your slightly perverted mind running wild with the imagination of what he looked like underneath.

“patience, baby, patience.” jun whispered slyly as he effortlessly lifted you yet again and placed you on the sink counter.

he tugged at your underwear’s waistband before looking at you with lust-filled eyes, your pleading face begging him to continue.

his warm mouth traced kisses down your thighs, that were seconds away from trembling, as he dragged the material down. jun discarded the boxers with ease, and dragged his tongue painfully slow up one of your calves and to your inner thigh.

your throbbing erection begged for attention, yet he was determined not to give it anything more than a gentle peck on your shaft - an action that sent you nearly feral. if your thighs weren’t trembling before, they were now hosting a seismic earthquake as jun stood and removed his own plumber pants, his muscular thighs now on full display for your eyes.

you whined and squirmed in place on the counter when you took in the size of his erect cock, it was beautiful. the idea of a man being built this perfect still couldn’t settle in your mind, and at this point every fiber of your being was aching for him.

your gawking didn’t go unnoticed by jun, who finally returned your attention by grabbing your legs and dragging you to the edge of the sink. a deep sigh escaped the both of you as your now bare erection pressed up against his abs, and his member prodded at your entrance.

jun’s eyes searched yours for confirmation, and when you desperately shook your head yes and clung to his shoulders for stability, he finally started pushing in.

you moaned a little quick-- and too loud, for your own liking, but the immediate pleasure the stretch brought you was almost unbearable. it had been so long, and the more he filled you the more you felt like you were floating. you threw your neck back as he hilted inside you, him littering kisses and nips on your neck column.

he stood still for a while, not even hearing your pleas for him to move as he got lost in prodding his tongue and lips against your nipples. the stimulation was making your head spin and you really weren’t sure how much you could handle before you lost it.

“j-jun, please.” you weakly whimpered, to which he happily obliged.

and fuck, the talent in this man’s hips was unbelievable. once he started rolling his hips into yours, he didn’t miss your sweet spot a single time.

you bit your lip to keep from emitting any more embarrassing noises, eventually opting to taking one of his own muscular pecs into your mouth, drawing out a groan from him instead. your ego boost with every deep sound he made, the vibration surging through his chest offering you even more pleasure.

soon enough you met your climax, the feeling of your sensitive tip rubbing against the grooves of his abs proving to be more than enough to get you shooting white over them.

jun’s name fell from your mouth endlessly as you struggled to catch your breath, causing him to slow to a stop after helping you riding out your high.

“attaboy,” he spoke, bathing in your fucked out face before placing a kiss on your cheek. “you did so well.”

“but you didn’t finish..” you replied, feeling guilty after noticing you couldn’t hold out until he reached his own orgasm.

jun simply chuckled at you before helping you down from the sink and gently pushing you to your knees.

“its ok, you can help me.” he quipped. you looked up at him a bit confused, and he stroked a hand through your hair.

safe to say the kitchen’s pipes weren’t the only ones clogged that day.

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maxenceandrebisset · 11 months

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please can i get dk ideal type ill cry 😔😔😔 i love him too bits

PERSONALITY

I honestly believe that he is one of a few people who doesn't have a preference when it comes to the crucial extrovert or introvert question - in my opinion, he would be willing to go for and would be able to function perfectly with both, though he would approach them slightly differently and yet very similarly.

Despite being an INFP (thus introvert), Dokyeom is someone, who is able to match the enthusiasm and energy of an extrovert easily without being harmed (or rather drained) by it in the long run. He would actually find the extroverted traits very much endearing and they would probably be the reason why he would notice the person in the first place - high spirits, amiability, outgoingness... All of that is something he adores about people, something he would love to share and experience with them together, and it would definitely prompt him to get to know the person beyond that.

When it comes to introverts, he wouldn't fail to notice and fall in love with the little silent gestures they do and which are just as amicable and kind-hearted as the loud extroverted ones. Something tells me that he probably has a slightly softer spot for introverts, especially extroverted introverts, even though many other people say that he is a complete sucker for extroverts (read as Joshua). He is a great listener, therefore it's not an issue for him to be patient and wait till an introverted person opens up to him in a manner that would probably be much deeper and more intimate than with an extrovert.

Simply said, with extroverts, it would be the "fell first" but with introverts the "fell harder", though as I have already said, he doesn't have a crystal clear preference in this.

Dokyeom would want a genuine and unproblematic person, not someone who can be spiteful, cunning, manipulative, too strong-headed, or too fierce, those are not the people for him. He wants a significant other who is truthful, sensitive, appreciative even of the slightest details and simple things, compassionate, and thoughtful - someone, from whom he doesn't have to dread some sort of backstabbing even if they had a harsher argument or were breaking up.

He would also go for someone who is more on the traditional side with views and opinions. Not that he would be totally against an open-minded person with foreign beliefs, don't get it twisted, he would be willing to compromise or change his to a certain degree, but he is undoubtedly someone, who wouldn't want to experiment too much and would prefer if the other's views were the same or at least similar to his - therefore, I can't really imagine him going for a foreigner from a country, where those views and opinions are drastically different from the Korean ones.

I also don't think that he really cares about whether the person is younger, the same age, or older, if they have that special personality (and it's legal of course), he would go for anyone.

Bonus points would be if they were also artists or at least interested in arts - he is certainly not as insistent about this as some other members are, he wouldn't actually mind if his lover didn't have anything to do with it and if they were willing he would be patient enough to enlighten them from the scratch, but it would undoubtedly warm his heart if his partner shared the passion for music with him and they could have conversations about them.

Someone who has a contagious laugh, whether it is a loud one or a timid one, he would absolutely relish every second of hearing it and would do anything to so-called squeeze out of you, feeling prouder than ever if he was successful in it.

Last but not least, someone who genuinely wants to settle down and have a family at one point. People who are mainly career and money-oriented and have no interest whatsoever in having kids and putting them on the number one spot in their lives are not for him.

APPEARANCE

As I have already slightly hinted, he would go for the traditional looks - no crazy hair dyes, no piercings, no tattoo sleeves, no overly risky or experimental clothing... He really wants to go for a simple person, who is still elegant, and has a fashion sense, but a subtle one, going for what works all the time and never offends anyone.

He isn't someone who would have some height complexes as he is considerably tall himself (so no tall people pet peeve with this one), therefore I think that he wouldn't mind if the significant other was shorter or taller than him if it wasn't some really drastic difference.

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nobodyeverasked · 2 years

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head in the clouds; xu minghao

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summary ➣ Minghao adores his boyfriend, Y/N - with how affectionate he is and how tall he is, he always makes Minghao feel safe. However, he never really noticed Y/N’s reservations about these things until the piling up of all their little habits makes Y/N’s insecurities boil over.

genre ➣ fluff

requested - 👍

.・゜-: ✧ :- .・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・. -: ✧ :-゜・．

Nothing filled the living room of Minghao and Y/N’s apartment but the ivory pool of afternoon sunlight rippling across their coffee table, and the delicate breath of Minghao’s book pages whenever they were turned over. For the first time in a while that Minghao wished was longer, Minghao was alone on the couch. The dark green fabric of its cushions taken in under his weight and his weight only, not that of him and Y/N whenever he’d be taken into Y/N’s arms, swept up in an embrace that would leave them both asleep by the time Minghao would be halfway through counting the shimmers in Y/N’s eyes.

Minghao felt again the emptiness in the space below and beside or around him, all the places Y/N would be to hold him and press his lips to Minghao’s neck and have his breath trickle down Minghao’s spine as he’d always complain about Y/N breaking his focus on whatever he’d be reading. However, Y/N always knew that Minghao could never focus on anything else but the way Y/N traced his waistline with his hands the moment they found each other within arm’s reach.

When Minghao brought Y/N closer with a pouty whine he’d never let leave the house, and wrap Y/N’s arms around his shoulders himself before Y/N would do the rest and take Minghao down in the closest soft surface; that’s when Minghao knew it was all over, and that he had no choice but to surrender to the light that shone under their touches, burned bright between their chests.

A certain clack of their unlocked front door, and the creak of its hinges brought Minghao right out of his trance-like state that the words in his book transported him to. No realm outside of Y/N’s arms was ever strong enough to keep him for long - Y/N was always the next thing on his mind.

“Honey~ I’m home.” A tired, weathered chant came from the front corridor, and Minghao smiled as its melody practically filled up the entire room, everywhere the afternoon sunlight had yet to touch. Looking over the back of the couch, Minghao shone a bright grin when Y/N rounded the corner. He was clad in one of Minghao’s ‘so-ugly-it’s-cute’ knit sweaters and the same brown vest of the bookstore he worked at - where they first met, where they first fell in love, where Y/N got yelled at by his boss after falling into a conversation with Minghao by the back of the store about books of poetry they loved.

How Minghao lingered in the same section of obscure unorganized books until Y/N’s lunch break, when they took a stroll around the block and picked up right where they left off; when Minghao brought Y/N back to his apartment for coffee and tea, and soon chamomile coloured kisses as Minghao tenderly recited his favourite poetry with a flushed, smiling Y/N under his hands. Whenever Y/N would come home from work and greet Minghao with his warm embrace, those were the things that Minghao always remembered and never dared to let slip from the front of his mind.

“Hey, babe.”

“Hey…” Y/N stopped at the couch and rested his hands on Minghao’s shoulders, later dipping down and wrapping his arms around Minghao’s neck to hug him in a way that always left Minghao unravelling at where he stroked Y/N’s knuckles and kissed his fingers. Letting go after squeezing just a little bit tighter and hearing Minghao feign a choking noise with the widest smile Y/N’s ever seen, Y/N looked down to see a book across Minghao’s lap - the one he recommended at the start of their first awkward conversation. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

Y/N rose up, hands slipping away from Minghao’s loose grip on his fingers, as if he had touched scorching hot sand. He missed the small pout Minghao lent toward the wall ahead of them.

It was no secret between them how much Minghao loved the way Y/N always curled around him, or the way he always tugged Y/N in to embrace him, as that feeling of being swept away by the smell of old books and subtle lavender shampoo Y/N kept stealing from Minghao was one that Minghao never wanted to be rid of. They’ve made a habit - an instinct, at this point - of Minghao falling into Y/N’s arms, collapsing in his embrace, always so readily accepting his affections. The feeling of being protected, of having someone to fall into and depend on, and for someone who is there to catch him whenever he feels like stumbling; that was what Y/N gave to him.

He’s never felt safer than with Y/N, he’s never felt more loved than with Y/N.

This was partially due to Y/N’s height, and the smile that flourished on Minghao’s lips the moment Y/N came close enough for him to have to tilt his head the slightest bit to meet that brilliant intrigue in Y/N’s eyes. With Y/N’s height came these sort of ‘expectations’ of how Y/N navigated his affections with Minghao. Y/N was constantly initiating, doing all the embracing and never knowing how it felt to be held or embodied by the warmth Y/N enveloped Minghao in whenever they would linger in their hug for a moment that always ended a few seconds too soon.

“No! Are you crazy?” Minghao shot up from the couch to reach Y/N’s hand as he began to walk away and set his book bag down on the dining table behind them, its leather weathered and worn since the first time they met. Y/N was jerked back to where Minghao propped himself up on the couch and wrapped his arms around Minghao’s waist. “This book was boring anyway.”

“Excuse me!?” Y/N gawked in offense, backing up with his hands on Minghao’s cheeks to make sure that he was able to take in Y/N’s widened eyes and gaping mouth; all of his disappointment and awe and pain wrapped up in one look. Minghao chuckled sheepishly, scratching at his head as he tried to think of salvaging whatever he could. “How dare you? This is quite literally the best of historical fiction in the palm of your hands,” Y/N pressed deep, frantic kisses to Minghao’s palm as he snatched it up from where Minghao was holding them up in front of his face - a desperate attempt to shield himself from Y/N’s fury. “And you dare call it ‘boring’!?”

“I didn’t mean it, I swear!” Minghao played into the drama of Y/N’s raised voice, unable to hide his grin or the laughter that seeped into his words. “It’s just that anything else is boring when you’re here…”

Y/N always awaits this time of day, especially with the way Minghao makes him feel as if their stars collide, and as Minghao always nestles into Y/N’s embrace or shrinks in his arms. This was always their pattern, Y/N gives and embraces and protects Minghao from the outside world, and Minghao receives and melts into Y/N’s touch and is sheltered in the warmth and starlight that Y/N soaks him in.

However, being someone who’s always meant to do the embracing and is never embraced, has left Y/N longing for that type of warmth that Minghao always seemed to be given - those fires dancing in his heart whenever Y/N squeezes just a little bit tighter around his shoulders as they fall asleep at five in the evening. Who would protect Y/N, and keep him safe whenever he wanted to fall? He was always at the back of the line, nothing between him and the outside whenever he was always holding Minghao - never the other way around - so nobody was there to protect him.

Initiating all the time left Y/N in this constant state of half-emptiness, and had him constantly yearning for that type of protection and ease and emotional release. He wanted to feel loved in that way, too.

Y/N always seemed to be relegated to this role of giving, supporting, being the ‘big spoon’, and constantly needing to hold someone. As much as Y/N took pride in all of those things, he always felt so exhausted by these things at the same time. He would never receive as much as he would give, and there came a point where he didn’t receive at all; that left Y/N constantly wondering, asking his moments of silence what he did wrong, or what he could be doing to get that sort of affection too. He was constantly making the first move, and that left him sad to a certain extent - insecure in himself even.

He loved Minghao, he adored him so much that he wanted to do the best he could. However, he can’t help but feel so exhausted with how Minghao would always want to be held and hugged and didn’t seem to give Y/N that similar attention.

“Well I’m here now, so let’s have some fun.” Y/N raised an eyebrow and wrapped his arms back around Minghao’s waist in a moment of stillness, a moment of Minghao’s expectation to hold him there and threaten to take him down on a couch they’re surprised hasn’t buckled under the weight of all the times they’ve done the exact same thing.

Minghao didn’t hug Y/N back in response, he never did. He just patted Y/N’s arms with a smile before Y/N let him fall back onto the couch. That yearning for Minghao to hug him back was still there, it still shone like a star in Y/N’s thoughts. And Y/N, now wrapping around the couch to straddle Minghao and pin him down by the wrists, to close in on his radiant grin and catch his manic giggles in between their teeth, is still left wanting to understand what it felt like to have that, to be the one on the receiving end of such an explicit form of love that Y/N never thought he needed until it was nowhere in sight.

Holding Minghao, bringing those beautiful little chuckles off his tongue, it began to feel a little more of a responsibility than a comfort.

What was worse was that Y/N just didn’t know how to bring it up, he didn’t know how to stitch his words and reasons and arguments together without Minghao so easily tearing it apart and watching Y/N’s threads snap on their own as Y/N would sit there, confused about what he was saying and why he felt this way. It all just left Y/N biting back a sigh as Minghao leaned in for Y/N to kiss him.

By the time evening’s colours bled into the sky, the oranges and pale roses of the sunset doing their best to leak in through the windows that Y/N and Minghao didn’t care to close, Y/N and Minghao were settled down in their bedroom. The newly painted ivory walls were dyed a faint orange, Y/N sat at the desk across from their bed with his laptop tucked between his knees, and found every way to distract himself from the half-finished essay on his computer screen by playing with the copper twines of sunlight that tangled up in his open hands.

Minghao was laying on the bed, feet dangling idly in the air as he indulged in the book he found thrown against their television stand after they parted from each other’s mouths in the morning. He knew that Y/N’s recommendations could never disappoint him - he was absolutely engrossed, and never departed from it other than to answer Y/N’s exclamations of boredom and agony as he lamented over his citations.

The air remained undisturbed otherwise, still like the surface of the waters on the west edge of town that Y/N and Minghao would take walks on whenever Minghao would need to clear his head. Y/N was always there for him, even when the muted colours of the early morning have barely settled in the sky.

However, the same couldn’t be said about Y/N’s mind, which tugged him in each and every direction.

Not about the simplicity of his thesis or inability to focus for more than five seconds without peering over his screen to look at Minghao and that subtle smile he always had on whenever they were relaxing in this room - Minghao would constantly declare this place they stripped down and built back up as their home. Y/N always found a smile blossoming on his face whenever Minghao would reminisce like that, he was glad that he had at least a part in helping Minghao feel so safe. Minghao would always seem to trail after Y/N’s thoughts, too, and pull Y/N’s arms around him as he would say that it was all because of Y/N.

Thinking about the sincerity in Minghao’s eyes, the warmth in his voice and that subtle, transient touch on Y/N’s hands before he swiftly let go and leaned in for Y/N to sweep him off his feet, it made all of the things Y/N wanted to bring up even harder to say. It was as if a single word could tear the sunlight apart, disrupt whatever peace they’ve built up together in this quiet. But Y/N couldn’t hold it back - he barely thought about what he was going to say-

“Am I too tall…?” Y/N shut his computer halfway and placed it on the desk, he turned in his chair to locate Minghao’s expression, only to find him perplexed and curious. The way Minghao’s face seemed to be so twisted up in uncertainty, it made Y/N feel as if none of what he was going to say made any sense - even to himself. “What? I just don’t seem like a ‘holdable’ size for a lot of people.” Y/N tried to sound out his feelings and insecurities the best he could, but all he wanted to do was bury his head in his hands with the tension he pulled tighter and tighter around the room.

Minghao lifted an eyebrow before pushing himself off the bed, heading toward where Y/N sat with his eyes already shining in this doubtful light. “Of course you’re holdable, you’re the perfect size.” He said, just before wrapping his arms around Y/N and kissing his cheek, gently and quickly, before returning to his book. “See? Perfectly holdable.”

This was the first time Minghao ever embraced Y/N like that, and gave him the affection he always wanted. However, Y/N’s brief happiness and relief crumbled as he realized that it was just to prove a point and nothing else. It was the only reassurance that Y/N has ever gotten for all the affection he’s given Minghao, and he didn’t want to let go of it.

“I dunno, I just don’t feel like I get held a lot…?” Y/N bit into his lip in contemplation, and he didn’t really notice how passive-aggressive that sounded until he looked back at Minghao to see his uncertain expression had yet to change. In fact, it only deepened as Minghao let out a confused hum in place of the awkward silence and put his book down again and set it to the side. Y/N’s fidgeting hands, his halting words, the thought behind his eyes, Minghao saw all of it and shuffled over to the edge of the bed and let his legs dangle.

“I… Uhm… Do you want me to hold you?” Minghao asked, his voice thin and high with uneasiness.

Y/N was trying to say something, talk about something that mattered to him, Minghao knew that for sure, yet he couldn’t quite place what Y/N was meaning. So Mingaho just tried to fill in the blanks, honest and unconditional and pragmatic as he always was during their discussions.

“This is kind of a weird way to ask me, if I’m being honest.”

Minghao’s words suspended themselves in the sunset streaming in through the windows and laid there to shimmer for a moment. Y/N felt their light and their sting as he let them settle in, and he felt something snapping as if he just couldn’t hold onto it anymore. He couldn’t just bite back his reservations or his whines for Minghao to hug him back, he couldn’t just deal with his insecurities of never being affectionate enough to warrant it back, or contemplate on what he was doing wrong whenever he was left to make the first move. Always being the one to embrace and always feeling Minghao look up at him, thinking about where his height left him constantly supporting and always on the outer edge, never small enough to fit on the inside.

Y/N didn’t care about what he was more hurt about, what he was more insecure about. All he knew was that he was irritated and resentful of a lot of things. Restraining it, telling himself how he felt didn’t matter wasn’t going to work this time.

“It’s not weird, okay?” Y/N’s voice was heated and severe, as if he was holding it in for so long it took less than a mere moment to boil over. He saw Minghao recoil slightly and could already sense him reflecting on his words, but he didn’t wait for him to come to any conclusion, and neither did the fires of his sudden frustration. “Just because you’re not insecure about your height or don’t need to go out of your way to ask for affection doesn’t make it weird, and it sure as hell doesn’t stop me from being conscious about it. It just makes me feel stupid for bringing it up in the first place…”

“Y/N- I… I didn’t mean it like that, I’m sorry.” Minghao reached out to take Y/N’s hands, and as he felt Y/N’s fingers tangled up in his, he realized how little he’s actually done this and how few times he’s ever been the one to reach out first for something that wasn’t to just bring Y/N’s arms around himself.

His guilt set in like a head rush, dropping in his stomach with the weight of all the days he was left on the receiving end of all Y/N’s boundless love and didn’t repay it across from pecks to the forehead on the way out the door.

“I know… It’s okay. I didn’t mean to snap at you, though, so I’m sorry…” Y/N said as Minghao pulled him in, held him by his face, and leaned in - rocking on his toes to meet Y/N’s lips - to kiss him.

“I didn’t mean to dismiss you, I just never thought you would be insecure about being tall or giving affection...” He shook his head in the curve of Y/N’s neck as he brought his lips down to his shoulders, all the adoration he’s never actually let Y/N feel now drenching Y/N’s skin and trickling down his spine in shivers and blissful sweetness.

“I’m not gonna go around crying about wearing ‘size thirteen Nikes’ or anything - you’re not gonna need to make a movie about my tribulations.”

They shared a chuckle between them as Minghao craned his neck to kiss Y/N’s forehead, thinking about how they both ironically and unironically watched Tall Girl the other day with Y/N wound around Minghao on their living room couch. Their jokes about Y/N finally getting some tall-person representation and their smiles that came afterward; Minghao now wondered if the sparks of that conversation made the burns of Y/N’s insecurities worse despite how bright and colourful his laughter against Minghao’s skin was. Minghao can still find the sunrise-tinted stains of Y/N’s breathless laughter on his skin, flashes back to some of their most cherished memories like the strings of polaroids hanging above their nightstand.

“I dunno… I know you love me. It’s just that sometimes I get insecure about the physical part, that’s all.” Y/N continued, playing anxiously with Minghao’s hands as they were draped between them. “I think about how often I give affection and how often I make the first move in general… I just want to know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of it.”

“Oh, Y/N…”

Minghao loves physical affection - especially Y/N’s physical affection - however, he was a little more partial to other forms of affection. He always preferred to show his love and adoration through words, in gifts or acts of service, things he could do that lasted for longer than those singular moments of endlessness that were the hugs and kisses they shared.

However, what he was overly partial to was hurting Y/N to an extent, and he couldn’t just think about the way that only he loved anymore - he needed to stop thinking that way the moment they made things official as they hung on the fringes of Minghao’s bedsheets. He failed to consider Y/N, his boyfriend, the ways he showed his love, and the ways he wanted to be loved.

Minghao - as observant as he always thought himself to be - was ignorant to that until just now. It took too long for him to realize, and he could see the exhaustion and hurt in Y/N’s eyes, how insecure he truly was and how insecure Minghao let him be.

“I literally spelled out the definition of ‘first world problems’ didn’t I…?” Y/N moved to bury his face in his hands, but Minghao kept his grip tight and held their tied hands at their sides.

“No- Y/N.” Mighao gave one more reassuring squeeze to Y/N’s fingers. “I get it, it’s exhausting sometimes to constantly be giving affection and not receive it - it starts to feel like you might be doing something wrong, which you’re not! Not at all! You’re doing everything so right, and I’m sorry I’ve made you feel otherwise.” Minghao let his gaze fall to the ground with a soft sigh, all his disappointment in himself weighing down on him, leaving Y/N to bring his eyes back up with a nudge to his chin. “I’m really sorry I haven’t been more observant about your feelings. I want you to feel all the love I have for you, and to repay you in all the ways you make me feel like the only person in the world.”

For a while, there was no response, and Minghao’s words were left to linger in the air until Y/N suddenly sent them collapsing on the bed behind them. With a chuckle into Y/N’s neck, Minghao was sent sprawling, his arms and legs instantly, almost on this instinct he never acted on until now, wrapped around Y/N as he melted and unravelled in Minghao’s embrace. A sigh of relief pooled on Minghao’s chest as Y/N buried it in his skin, and Minghao couldn’t help but shine a grin as he found gleeful shimmers dancing happily in Y/N’s eyes.

“Thank you, Hao, for understanding… I just didn’t know how to bring it up without feeling superficial and stupid.” Y/N shuffled around in Minghao’s arms for a minute, he needed to get used to these sensations; the feeling of arms curling around him, of feeling free to bury his smiles in Minghao’s neck, and of feeling Minghao’s touch plunge beneath his sweatshirt and paint his skin with the colours of the sunset taken between them. Falling victim to Minghao’s hands as he treasured Y/N’s silhouette, traced every sparkle of copper sunlight as it spilled down on them through their windows, it was paradise.

Y/N understood why Minghao never wanted Y/N to let go.

“I love you…” Y/N’s words were soft and tender, as rich as the honey that dyed quiet skies of evenings on hilltops and fields that stretched until the skyline swallowed them up, but as delicate as the lavenders they’d pluck from the ground and tuck behind their ears as they laid side by side on the grass. Their declarations of love were usually silent, there was a time where they’d always let the whispers between the trees or the silence of the night to do the talking for them, but saying it out loud - taking Minghao’s face in his hands and letting those words hang from their lips until they tied them together with their tongues, that was a different kind of bliss.

“I love you too, baby. And it’s not stupid, I’m glad you came to me about it even if I didn’t do the best job at listening.” Minghao traced the shadows sketched into Y/N’s figure with his fingers, and giggled as Y/N flinched back with a chuckle. He kept a hand on Y/N’s waist to hold him still, though, and forced Y/N to withstand his torment of soft, tentative caresses against his skin. With every second he touched Y/N, held him in his arms, the more he regretted not knowing about all of this earlier, and not truly recognizing how much Y/N was giving, how much he was taking or expecting, and how much he wasn’t giving back.

He thought back to how anxious and tense Y/N looked as he struggled to bring this up, all the apprehension wound up in him that was palpable by the time Minghao made it to the edge of the bed to hear him out. The last thing Minghao ever wanted Y/N to feel was a hesitance to communicate about things that matter to him - whether they were about their relationship or his work or his school or anything else. Minghao was supposed to be Y/N’s safe space, his place of refuge from the outside world - he was to protect Y/N as much as Y/N protected him.

“I never want you to feel like you can’t bring things up if they bother you - if you can’t say them right, then say them wrong, because I don’t wanna live a life where we don’t feel safe with each other.”

Y/N propped himself up on his hands to look Minghao in the eye, ripples of ivory sheets pooling around him and where they remained with Minghao pushed into the sheets, grasping at Y/N’s waist, with a brilliant smile plastered on his face. Although they were always so candid with each other, Y/N still found himself taken aback by all their conversations that bore more weight on the air. He felt so much relief and comfort, and hearing Minghao say all of these things left him with no room to speak. “Alright…”

“So say all the stupid shit that pops into your mind, I’ll always be listening, baby - I promise I’ll listen better…” Minghao kneaded his hands into Y/N’s waist and hips and thighs as he spoke. This wasn’t going to be a place of barred up feelings and reservations bitten back so many times they have no choice but to boil over, both Y/N and Minghao were going to make sure of that.

“I’ll promise to listen better, too.” Y/N caught Minghao’s hands and then gently pressed them into the bed, above Minghao’s head. He leaned in and met Minghao’s grin halfway, interlacing their fingers as Minghao eased his tongue between Y/N’s teeth and struggled with a feeble laugh against Y/N’s hands. They both knew that Minghao would stay like this forever, though, under Y/N's hands in the same place their sunrises ended and sunsets began - Minghao never wanted to leave, and neither did Y/N. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me for telling you that I’ll do better to accommodate your stresses. Now that’s a little weird…” Minghao squeezed one of Y/N’s hands, a request to let go for a second, and reached up to pinch at Y/N’s cheek with an arched eyebrow before bringing Y/N’s hand back into his once more. “I should’ve been doing that from the start, and I should’ve seen it. Affection is such a beautiful language and I didn’t listen to you when you spoke it. I’m really sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s okay…” Y/N heard himself whining now; because as much as he appreciated Minghao’s apologies, he didn’t want Minghao to beat himself up for it. They reached a resolution, and Y/N couldn’t be happier.

“Thank you for forgiving me, but I’m still going to make it up to you.” Minghao jerked up against Y/N’s hands to peck Y/N on the cheek, and with another shove and a swing of his hips, he turned them over with a triumphant laugh as he shoved Y/N down into the sheets. He rushed to straddle Y/N’s waist and hold him down by his wrists, caressing them with his thumbs and taking in Y/N’s shock and defeated pout, and revelling in the way Y/N surrendered under the weight of Minghao’s hips on his. “So is there anything you want for dinner?”

Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle at their sudden departure from everything they just talked about.

“I… Uh…” He stumbled over his words as he struggled against Minghao’s hands. There was this comfort that settled under the surface of his skin as Minghao let go of Y/N’s hands to hold him by the curves of his neck and pulled him in, kissed him, then ran his hands down Y/N’s body. And as they pulled back, there was this luster of adoration in Minghao’s eyes as he looked down at Y/N. Y/N felt a warm flush seep into him, just like the blush that always bloomed on Minghao’s cheeks whenever he looked at him in that exact same way. “Are you even hungry?”

“Not really, I already have my full course meal under me anyway.”

Minghao froze after he finished, eyes widening and already dreading the wide grin that began to quickly bloom on Y/N’s lips. A furious and deep flush flooded Minghao’s cheeks and neck and burned to the touch as Y/N rushed up to hold Minghao by his cheeks, scarlet flames lapping at Y/N’s hands as Minghao’s blush only seethed through his skin even more among their silence. Y/N revelled in it and the instant regret that he could tell stirred in Minghao’s mind and thought that the treachery and sacrilege that was Minghao’s ‘joke’ was the best thing he has ever experienced since their first kiss.

“I… I don’t know where that came from-”

Y/N cut him off by taking a handful of his sweater and tying their lips together, an eager grin shaping the sparks between them as he felt Minghao fall into his gravity, pull himself in, careen further and further into the cosmos that Y/N’s kisses sent him reeling into. “I’ll never let you forget that you said that…”

“Fuck.” Minghao groaned into Y/N’s mouth before pulling back to catch his breath, the breath that Y/N always manages to steal from him. With the way they fell into each other, when their touches eclipse and the world loses its light for those moments they lay in each other’s, Minghao wonders how the world managed to govern itself without that center of gravity that was formed the moment they held hands in the park for the first time. Y/N always made Minghao feel as if he were the only star in the sky, and Y/N was Minghao’s entire world, the only thing that Minghao will ever find himself revolving around.

There was a time when they didn’t know each other, a time when the sunlight didn’t have its place to settle in between their chests on or the tips of their tongues before they would close the spaces in an instant. They have a hard time realizing it now, that they existed before each other, and they existed before Minghao gave as much as he received.

“You know what? I won't take it back, bitch!”

Y/N cocked his head at Minghao’s declaration with a smirk before sweeping Minghao’s weight from under him and flipping them over again, taking Minghao down and watching how the sunlight traced Minghao’s smile, and how his laughter bent its copper glow to the will of their bliss. He leaned in closer and closer, and Minghao pulled Y/N in closer and closer.

Lingering just before Minghao’s already parting mouth, the faintness of the sunset’s burnt sugar on the edge of their lips was just in reach. Minghao’s desperate fistful of Y/N’s sweatshirt was the only thing between Y/N and taking another night between their hands and chests and lips and lovestruck stares. “I won’t take this back either, then.”

Y/N always wanted to feel safe to fall, and now, with Minghao’s touch wound around him with no hesitation, no doubt or consciousness, he can already feel himself slipping. And he can already sense Minghao opening his arms to catch him.

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Cafe~

ERRORS AHEAD.... ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE KINDLY UNDERSTAND

Genre: Romance, Fluff ( i guess) and Mature

WARNING: !!! 18+ CONTENT !!! there will be a warning (***) before and after the 18+ content so those uninterested can skip 'em

first time writing something like this please bear with me hahaha

"Ahhhh.....ahhhh....ahhhh" loud moans and skin slapping cloud be heard echoing in the room as the smell of sweat and perfume penetrates your nose and you just wonder how did you ended in this position...

"Please, come again!" you said smiling brightly at the handsome guy that just bought pastries from your job at a café "Sure, We'll do!" the black haired hamster looking one said as he smiled back and winked at you suddenly "Hyung! Hurry up!" you heard a shout from outside the store causing you to look and see the blonde one that shouted earlier your eyes met causing him to redden slightly from embarrassment earning a light chuckle from you as you continue tending for the other costumer.....

Next morning....

sign.... unlike yesterday nobody seemed to come into the store today feeling exhausted from some activities last night you decided to take a nap but was soon awoken by a handsome blond man that was lightly tapping you.. "HI! how can i help you?" you asked while trying your best not to yawn "uhhh, HI! we've met yesterday and..." the blond guy trailed off while scratching his seemingly reddish cheek you just looked at him confused thinking you haven't met him before he noticed your gaze and " you know what forget it i'll just have an orange juice and a couple slices of the strawberry cake" he said while sighting. you quickly packed his orders accept the payment and smiled as you gave it to him with a smile "Please, Come again!" you said your usual line when serving costumers... he accepted the foods and smile as he left the café.. night time came and about time for you to close up so you started cleaning, there wasn't much to clean as you probably had like 5 costumers today as you were cleaning a sudden though came into your mind... the blond earlier was the same blond that shouted yesterday... letting the thought linger and lightly chuckling at the guys silliness you continued to clean and close the place up

a few weeks after...

you've just opened as as if on cue the very same blond and the hamster guy entered the shop, they have been your first costumers for quite a while now "Good Morning!" you immediately greeted the blond and he smiled at you he was followed by a dark haired hamster looking boy who then winked at you, again before placing their order..... "hey, we've been your costumers for quite a while now but we still don't know your name" the dark haired man said while stuffing his face with the cakes they ordered "Yah! don't be rude, Hyung" the blonde said you only replied with a chuckle "Usually, people would first introduce themselves before asking others their name" the two guys looked at each other before speaking simultaneously "I'm Hoshi!!" "Lee Chan but call me DINO!!" both of them said enthusiastically, chuckling you replied "I'm y/n, a pleasure to meet you" while smiling brightly at them.... they're so cute... you thought. a few more weeks flew by just like that and you got closer and closer with the two males to the point that they even know where you live now

Friday night, you were chilling in the comfort of your own room casually listening to "super" a song by your favorite band when you heard a knock on the door, you slightly opened the door to look at the unexpected guess but turns out it was only the two males, sighting lightly you fully opened the door and saw then both carrying some fried chickens soft drinks and a few cans of beer giggling and telling you that they would like to crash at your place for the night... after giving it some thought "Okay, but just for tonight" you replied earning a cheer from the two idiots while opening their cans of beer. you turned off the music and asked the guys if they wanna watch some movies with you on your room and they agreed.. you chose a film at random and both of them adjusted their positions to watch as you close the lights, joining them afterwards positioning yourself between the two guys. then, the film started playing becoming the only source of illumination

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(for those that are not into the mature content you can stop here)

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as you were watching the movie you didn't expect it to have some s*x scenes shocked but also absorbed in the current plot you couldn't turn or look away watching the whole thing and having your jr. down there form a tent but it looks like you weren't the only one being turned on you slightly sneak a glance at the two boys laying beside you seeing their bright red faces you can't help but suppress a chuckle a few more minutes and you can see hoshi trying to palm himself as he watch the scene unfold deciding to tease him you leaned in closer whispering "want me to help you down there, pup?" what followed was something you didn't expect "could you?" shocked but horny you simply grinned as you press your lips against his exploring his lips and eventually the insides if his mouth gently massaging each others tongue then in the middle of your session you suddenly heard someone "you aren't leaving me out are you?" you looked and saw dino already holding the remote pressing mute as he smack his lips into yours his tongue clashing with yours rougher and stronger that hoshi's and as he let you go to breathe the dark haired boy's hand caught your head kissing you shortly before saying "You wanted to help me, yeah?" he then gently moved your head to meet his unclothed length guessing he probably stripped while dino was keeping you busy. licking him from the base up to the tip was so exhilarating, feeling his every inch, vein and tasting his already leaking pre-*** he could only gasp at the vibration your actions caused him but before you could continue you felt someone strip your clothes and brief

Shocked by the sudden action you tried to see who it was guessing it was dino you tried to look but was denied to by hoshi's hand as he whispers "don't mind him, Babe, continue" hearing him speak between shacky breathes send shivers down your spine especially the nickname you continued to lick him base to tip eventually kissing it estimating if you can handle him whole but you just can't seem to focus because as you enjoy Hoshi someone is also enjoying your behind feeling his tongue and a couple or maybe 3 fingers alternately entering inside you and eventually licking you outside. suddenly, hoshi grab a handful of your hair ang said "playtimes over babe" then suddenly he positioned himself to be standing and your were on all fours "ready, dino?" he saked only to have a chuckle as a reply then Hoshi began Trusting his member into your mouth the moment making you feel as if on cloud nine "F*ck so warm!" he exclaimed and he was shortly followed by dino entering you raw "and so Tight too!". since both their members being longer and thicker than average you felt as if your we're about to spilt but the feeling was soon replaced by pleasure as hoshi kept hitting the back of your throat tears falling, saliva dripping down your chin but it didn't cause him to stop face f**king you in fact it turned him on more, as for dino who kept hitting your pr*state since he entered with an animalistic pace holding your hips to keep you in place a your h*le was being abused by his monstrous member, it appears he already reached his climax as c*m and some blood dripping down your hole already it didn't stop him, not one bit. "you really are a monster" hoshi stated "why settle for camming once when i can stilll do it 3 more times?" chan replied a few moments after the exchange hoshi came into your mouth the salty and thick liquid going down your throat causing you to tighten around dino more so than before "Sh*t" he exclaimed as his second release filled you up "Don't let my seeds go to waste babe" hoshi said as he kissed you gently again tasting himself, tongues massaging one another. "Yah! Hyung!" dino called out as he pulled out causing you to feel empty but the he carried you alligned his member along your *ss and then entering again, giving you more pleasure than before especially now that your members is grinding in his toned abs. seeing the scene hoshi turned hard once more, he came close and chan and him smirked at each other as chan slowed down and hoshi also aligning himself to your hole then both of them entering

"ahhhh....ahhhh....ahhhh" loud moans and skin slapping could be heard echoing in the room as the smell of sweat and perfume penetrates your nose, you and your now reddish h*le being penetrated by two huge D*cks. blood and cum leaking but the assault continued as they kiss you everywhere, your neck, ears, nose, back you felt as if your in paradise right now experiencing these extreme pleasure as your member grind along Dino's abs and your prostrate being constantly abused by these two idiots who are carrying you. "sh*t babe, I'm Close" Hoshi whispered to you "ahh me to!" Dino said a he bit into your earlobe, you can't even reply due to overstimulation and reaching your own climax suddenly you clenched around them earning a groan then all three of you released together shivers running at your spine, seemingly infinite pleasure weakening your body. Hoshi suddenly laid at your bed exhausted and feel asleep imeadiately "idiot" you curse under your breath earning a chuckle from chan who is still carrying you and his d*ck still hard rock and inside your abused H*le "let's clean you up, Prince" he said walking on the bathroom on the first floor while still inside you every step causing you to move up and down causing friction and sending waves of pleasue into your body "aren't you tired?" you asked "i can F*ck you all night, you know?" he replied, your only response is to clench at him "looks like someone wants another round" chan said kissing you once more his member twitching inside of you, as soon as you reached the bathroom he positioned himself once more, ready for another round.... *end

#x male reader #dino x male reader #lee chan x male reader #hoshi x male reader #seventeen x male reader #seventeen male reader #seventeen hard hours #seventeen x you

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chaepink · 9 days

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can you write about sub yan cumming too fast and having to overstimulating himself for us ☺️

sub!yan, dom!reader, overstimulation, whining, crying, teasing, masturbation

“I-It hic! It h-hurts, [name]!” Your yandere looks at you with glazed, glassy eyes, tears forming in the corners and falling as he pumps his dick fast.

“But darling, this is your punishment for cumming too fast. You caused this for yourself.”

He lets out a cry as he runs his own thumb over the tip, the pleasure making him shiver and for pre cum to leak out even more. There’s a small puddle of it underneath his dick and it slowly grows larger every time he cums.

You giggle at the lewd sight of his spread legs and how he’s watching your every move, wanting you to get closer and touch him any where.

“F-Fuck [name].” He lets out a desperate whimper. How many times has he cummed now? Three? Four? Your yandere doesn’t know, the pleasure and pain fogging his mind and making it hard to think. All he knows is that he’s close again and although it hurts, he doesn’t want to stop. His hand on his dick speeds up as the pleasure overwhelms him again.

“I-I’m close ah! Please l-let me cum, p-please?”

Grinning at just how pathetic he looks, you nod, wanting to see him fall apart again just from his own hand.

He sees you nod and lets out a cry as he cums, cum shooting out his spent dick and onto his already stained chest and thighs. He looks absolutely lewd like this but he looks so pretty at the same time.

Seeing his hand slow down, you only shake your head at him and he whines, knowing the words you’ll say next.

“Did I say stop darling? You’re not done till I say you’re done baby.”

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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writingmeraki · 16 days

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be there when I wake up — k.mg drabble.

❝ in which you love mingyu in all states of your mind, whether sober or drunk out of your limit.

( or it seems even when you're drunk you don't recognise him but you still love him with your whole heart. )

pairing : secret agent! husband mingyu x secret agent! spouse reader. warnings : mentions of alcohol and being drunk, hangovers, reader almost has a breakdown (?). genre : fluff, romance. a/n : more of them, I can't get enough I have too much to write on them😔 let me know what you think of this 💌!! not proofread (this was very random pls I am absolutely NOT procrastinating my other wips, ignore errors pls it's lit 5am 😴 )

word count : 1.3k

part of this au !

It felt like you were on cloud nine, feet light as you walked and head filled with nothing.

Being drunk tends to do that to you at least.

Today, when Mingyu and you got your well deserved day off, he decided it was time for you to be the one to let yourself loose.

Not that he never did let you but usually you were the one who assigned yourself as the designated driver whenever it was just you two. Though being as thoughtful as he was, he made sure to never be too hectic for you to handle if he could do it himself.

And even then, he'd still do his best to stabilise himself albeit the attempts were always hilarious but the thought counted.

He held you tightly by your waist to his side, making sure you didn't fall or wander off somewhere because see while he was the type to be the clingy drunk, not leaving your side, you were the carefree one, wanting to fly away, perhaps even quite literally.

As your husband and more importantly lover, he did not want to entertain the idea of you hurting yourself by accident. Luckily, all the gym hours he’d spend building his muscles to impress his one and only lifetime crush (read:you) paid off, because you used him completely as a support to walk, leaning all your weight on him.

Your cheeks were warm, eyes half lidded, now the pain in your cheeks was prominent from smiling so much, it seemed you smiled more when drunk than sober in a few months. It wasn’t because you were emotionless but rather only smiled to those who deserve it, which was only a handful of people. Your husband is on the top of course.

Speaking of your husband, you suddenly paused in your steps, remembering him. Realising you were clinging onto someone, you pushed yourself away, smile dropping and being replaced by a frown while you glared.

Mingyu blinked once, twice, a little startled from being pushed away and even more when he saw your glare.

“You shouldn’t hold some stranger like that, mister.” You could make out the silhouette in front of you, but the face was a blur. The classic case of drunken forgetfulness.

“Babe-”

“BABE? Are you crazy? Only my husband can call me that! Which by the way.” You put out your left hand, pointing towards the shiny ring. The shiny ring he got you. “See!I’m married!”

“And-and I am very happy with my Gyu, I don’t need you- or or anyone courting me- I am very happy with my relationship sir.”

Fuck. Why did you have to say it like that?

He couldn’t stop the grin on his face, there was no way he could even if he tried to. Only you could make him feel like the first time he'd ever have a crush on someone. His heart raced, almost too fast. He swears he can feel his chest fill with even more love.

“Okay, okay how about I get you to your car?”

“No mister! I re-refuse I don't want to go with you, where's Mingyu? Where's Gyu???”

You were whining at this point, finding your legs too tired so you ended up just sitting. Right in the middle of the pavement.

Mingyu’s eyes widened when you sat down but even more in panic, the smile dropping as he saw you bring your hands to your face.

You were crying.

“Where's Gyu? Did he leave me?” A hiccup came after the sentence, as your vision got more blurry with the tears flowing even more freely.

He rushed towards you squatting beside you, pulling you into his side.

“Honey, I'm here. Shh. I'm here.”

You looked up from your position, making sure to blink to clear out the tears and there he was. Your husband.

“Gyuuu” Your words slurred and choked up as you threw yourself at him. Him immediately wrapping his hands around you, still in the sitting position.

Your arms looped yourself around his neck as you put your head in the crook of his neck, still crying.

“I thought you le-left.”

“I'd never. I would never leave you.”

“Please don't.”

Slowly, he got up, pulling you gently up as well, still holding onto you and your entire weight now leaned on him.

“Come on, you wanna head home?” You pulled your face away from the nook, looking up at him as your sobs stopped turning to sniffles.

He moved one hand to hold your face as he caressed your cheek, pushing your stray hair strands behind your ears with delicate touches.

Your eyes began to droop, the side effects of being drunk slowly overcoming you. You just simply nodded as you put your head back to his comfy shoulder.

Sighing, he shook his head as he noticed your breathing slowing down, coming out in slow exhales, meaning you just passed out drunk.

He softly smiled as his hand still caressed your hair. He wouldn't have it any other way.

[ bonus cut : the following morning ]

You were sure this was your karma catching up to you because the way your head was splitting was surely due to your supposed horrible past deeds. There was no other reason.

“Good morning sunshine~”

“Zip. Shut. Shh. Not a word.”

Mingyu frowned, pouting at your harsh reply, but a small pity formed as he saw you wake up while holding your head in pain.

“That's mean.”

“Not mean enough, I will actually kill you.”

Being the ever so doting husband he was, he'd gotten up from your shared bed, made breakfast, your favourite food by the way, and even gotten ready for the day.

“Have this, you'll feel better so that maybe you can plan my murder better hm?”

And now there he sat down beside you on your bed, a painkiller in one hand with a glass of water.

You grabbed the water like you had never touched it in your existence, gulping it down along with the pill,even if it ended up spilling onto your clothes. You frankly don't care.

Mingyu gazed at you with the same adoration he always had. He loved you at all times, anytime. He just knew that he loves you. He didn't think he said it enough.

“I love you.” You almost choked on the water, gulping it down before it sprayed out. You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Can I not say I love you to my spouse?” He honestly felt offended at the suspicious look on your face.

“Alright…”

Now it was his turn to squint at you in question, as if waiting for something.

“I guess I love you too.” You were pulling his leg, you loved to see that look on his face where it seemed as though someone had stepped on his tail. Like a puppy who’s tail had been stepped on by mistake

“I don't even want to talk to you. Bye.” He snatched the empty glass, glaring at you now, you knew it was not with any sort of malice, you knew him. He turned around, purposefully stomping and then you couldn't stop the laughter.

You burst out in giggles, clutching your stomach, the headache subsiding.

You threw off the blanket and rushed after him, hugging him from behind, hands barely wrapping around his large frame but it did stop him. You placed your face sideways on his back.

“I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I love you. Like surely. One hundred percent.” You said still chuckling, the grin on your face not faltering.

He wasn't even upset in the first place, because the moment he heard your laugh, his own grin formed widely on his face.

“You mean it?”

“I do. Always did. And will.”

And perhaps this was what it meant to be loved. And to love.

for my dearest @etherealyoungk ; THIS IS A VERY VERY LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT TO MY WIFE 🫂 ( blame that on the fact that this was totally not what I planned to write for ur birthday 😔) I love you so much and I can't believe we got close this soon <3 I wish I could have known you before because it feels like I know you since so long, you're literally my soulmate like??? i hope you have an amazing year ahead soo here is ur fave couple as a present mwahh (mine too lowkey)

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PAPER PLANES — kim mingyu.

✦ content‎: ‎mingyu x gn!reader. fluff. 0.5k wc, non idol!gyu, established relationship. summary: mingyu knows how to get your attention, even when you're busy.

mingyu yawns and flips through his textbook absent-mindedly, before setting it down and resting his face on the table, his cheek squished against the wood.

"y/n," he whines. "baby, cmon, look away from your book for a second."

you glare at him over the top of your textbook. "mingyu, shh. i'm trying to study."

"haven't you studied enough?"

"no. we can't all be like you and get amazing scores despite only a single night of cramming. i've got to focus."

"but i'm bored, pay attention to me," he pouts, attacking you with his puppy eyes.

you have to try your absolute hardest not to give in, regretting ever choosing to date a boy as charming as kim mingyu. the only thing keeping you from slamming your books down and kissing him is the thought of a failing grade, and that's enough to make you grit out a quiet "no" and turn back to your book.

mingyu continues pouting, but he leaves you alone after that— at least for a while.

you're concentrating on getting the answers on your flash cards right, when something lands in front of you.

it's a rather lopsided, clumsily made paper plane. you narrow your eyes at mingyu, who's turned away innocently, and unfold it.

inside, there's a message, written in the neat, familiar letters of his handwriting: 'i want to kiss u so bad !! ♡'

"gyu, stop distracting me."

he just looks at you with wide, innocent eyes and shrugs in a what-did-i-do way.

a few minutes later, another plane lands next to you. this time, it reads: 'what if i make you pay attention to me, hm?'

you scoff, and chuck it back at him. "you can try."

you regret your words almost instantly when mingyu scoots his chair over to you, as close as he can get.

he leans over and presses a soft kiss to your neck. "keep studying then," he mumbles, lips barely a centimetre away from your skin. "if you can."

you try your best to ignore him, you really do— but how can you when his lips are on your skin, slowly making his way down your jawline, with his big muscular arms settled around your shoulders.

he nips gently at your neck, breath warm against your skin, and that's when you give in and slam the book down, earning you withering glares from the students nearby.

"why did i have to fall for an absolute menace like you?" you ask, but there's no venom to your words.

mingyu knows this, and a wide grin spreads across his face as he pulls you a little closer and kisses the top of your head. "you love me, though~"

"yeah, i do," you say, fondness tinging your voice, before letting out a sigh. "but if i fail this exam, i'm going to kill you."

he just smiles and leans back in his chair. "i can give you private lessons, if you want. i think i'd be a pretty good tutor. hands-on learning is my strength, after all."

you roll your eyes and hope he doesn't notice how flustered you are. "i'll hold you to that then."

the next paper plane he chucks over a few minutes later has 'i love you <3' written on it, but this time you just scribble something down before pushing it back towards him.

when he unfolds it and reads what's on it, a familiar, adorable smile spreads across his face.

'i love you too, dummy. <3'

#mingyu x gn reader #mingyu x reader #svt x reader #svt x gn reader #mingyu x male reader #seventeen x reader #mingyu fluff #mingyu imagines #mingyu scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #svt imagines #mingyu

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star-suh · 14 days

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Do Your (Blow)Job

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

cw: office au, handjob, blowjob, assjob (i just made that up, don't know if that's how it's called 😭), teabagging, rimjob, facial, cum eating, just yn pleasing mingyu, creampie, there's no sex here btw, blackmailing, sort of exhibitionism, semi-public sex, spanking but just one time.

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it's 4:00 am and the alarm is ringing and yn gets up to turn it off, "god, i hate my life," he exclaims, muffling his screams with his pillow. today his boss called him early because he had a very important meeting and yn was the perfect person to make sure everything was fine.

“he's such an asshole, making me go at five am when the meeting is at nine ugh!.. i hate his ass with passion” he was murmuring while walking quickly towards the building.

yn started to hate his boss, mingyu, when he unexpectedly began to overload him with work, yes, he is his secretary but that doesn't mean he has to do everything, now he did not have a moment of rest.

mingyu made him go to the other side of the city just to buy his favorite coffee and not to mention the times he had to clean his office after his "meetings" with daughters and sons of important industry people to “seal deals”.

like always, yn went to get his boss’ coffee, he came just in time, way before the meeting ended, "here's your stupid coffee” he murmurs as if mingyu were in front of him. “shit!! i need to go to the bathroom” he exclaimed going to his boss’ thinking that he wouldn't notice because he was busy.

the meeting was over, unfortunately for yn mingyu arrived at his office and locked the door. yn was too busy checking the elegant bathroom that he didn't hear his boss arrive "this looks much more luxurious than my entire house”.

mingyu unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick, he started stroking it while watching a video on his phone that one of his many hook ups sent. thick pre-cum drops rolling down his thick shaft “fuckk” he moans quietly.

suddenly the bathroom door opens and mingyu yelps in surprise, both stare at each other for seconds but it felt like hours, yn's eyes went down staring at the other’s hard dick, “oh my fucking god it's huge” he almosts yells that last word.

“shit yn what were you doing at my bathroom” mingyu questioned, turning around to hide his dick. then an idea came to yn's mind “damn boss you're such a pervert” he smirks “it would be a shame if someone finds out that such a respectable gentleman is a naughty man”.

“fuck off” he says angrily “what do you want?”; “an increase in my salary and to stop overloading me with unnecessary work" the other responds quickly. "mhmm… smart" mingyu praises "ok, deal".

yn was ready to leave when a pair of strong arms pushed him against the door, mingyu was behind him, his thick dick rubbing against yn's clothed ass "where are you going? as my secretary you should already know how i like to seal deals" his deep voice making yn's knees feel weak "but mingyu... boss.. i don't.."; "what happened with that confidence from before? i thought you were a tough one”

yn's hands were going up and down his boss’ dick while he squirted more lube on top of it “fuck your doing a good job” he said throwing his head back due to all the pleasure he's feeling. yn decides to speed up the pace, wanting to see his boss' dick squirting jets of white sticky cum, he feels the dickwa aas throbbing and getting ready to came but mingyu stopped him, “not yet, i want to use you properly”.

mingyu unzipped the other's pants and pulled them down along with his underwear “holy fuck look at this ass” he spanks it leaving his hand printed on it “if i had known that you have all that under your pants i would’ve made you my bitch a long time ago”. he puts his dick right in between both cheeks and starts to rub it, the friction producing a pleasurable warm sensation “if this is how it feels outside it must be way better inside, don't you think?”, yn was too flustered to speak “y-yes boss.. i’ll make sure to make you feel good” he bit his lip trying to contain his moans. “you better do, but that's for another day”.

“come in” mingyu said when someone knocked on the door, it was one of his employees. they started to talk about business and all that while yn was under the desk sucking his dick. he was being careful to not produce a moan or a wet sound, if someone finds out about what he is doing he would be doomed.

as if it was a tasty lollipop yn kept sucking and licking mingyu's salty pre-cum “mhmm” he let out a not so quiet whimper that mingyu has to disguise as if he was yawning “i'm kinda tired so can we talk about this tomorrow?” mingyu demanded and the employee just nodded and left the office.

the taller pulled yn out from under the desk and sat him on top of it, discarding his pants “it's my turn to make you feel good”, his face was now inches away from the other’s hole, his breath making yn’s hole to clench. “it looks so tasty” mingyu’s said in a low whisper as if he was hypnotized by that sexy ring of tight muscles. the boss keep teasing yn, kissing around and blowing air around that desperate hole “please, just do it already” yn cried, tears starting to form on his eyes, mingyu laughs “okay as you wish, sir”.

mingyu bury his face in between yn’s ass, his tongue reaching deep inside that hole. mingyu was trying so hard to reach yn’s prostate with his tongue that his grip was leaving marks on the other's ass, “fuck” yn bit his finger trying to contain his moans, he slowly pushed his hips back and forth trying to meet his boss’ tongue thrusts. after some minutes mingyu and yn were reaching their climax, mingyu’s dick smeared and dripping a mix of pre-cum and lube, his face smeared in thick saliva with some of it dripping down his chin. meanwhile yn kept stroking his dick “keep going i’m c-close” and as he said he came spurting white ropes of cum over the shiny glass of the desk.

mingyu stopped his rimjob, threads of saliva connecting his face with that ass, god he really loved eating it, “look at this sloppy mess” he says getting up and jerking his dick right above the puckered hole. with some final strokes he aims the tip to the hole so all the cum goes inside of him and to make sure that no drop is wasted he used his fingers to maintain the hole open.

yn with his face down against the desk rolled his eyes back when he felt the warm liquid going deep into his insides.

“come here” mingyu grabbed yn by the shoulders and make him kneel again “look at you, you're a hot mess… and that made me hornier” his dick got hard again and he started to stroke it his balls resting on above yn’s nose and mouth so he can play with them, the intoxicating smell of it making him feel dizzy “give me that load sir” yn begged while kissing the other's shaft, “that's the idea” mingyu says as he came again covering his secretary’s face with his cum then scooped it with his tip and put it all on the other’s mouth who licked clean the other’s dick, not leaving a single trace of sperm on it, “good job” the muscular man whispers and slaps gently yn's cheek who just smiles feeling proud of what he did.

people started to notice how mingyu's meetings with members of other companies lasted less time, many assumed that he had found a partner and that was why he stopped his habit of sleeping with them, but actually mingyu no longer sell deals with them he now prefers to celebrate the deals with his secretary.

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mingyus-blackcard · 2 months

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 🍒or 🍑 (svt texts) ੈ✩‧₊˚

Genre :- asking seventeen to choose between ass or tits

Pairing :- Seventeen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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asterrx · 3 months

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MINGYU x m!reader

boyfriend mingyu au

warnings: gym sex, musk kink, sweat kink, tummy bulge, etc.

It's early in the morning and you and your boyfriend Mingyu went to the gym together. You don't usually go to the gym(in fact you never go there) but today you insisted on going because Mingyu is asking you to come with him.

At five thirty in the morning, you arrived with Mingyu at the gym, literally no one was there, the gym was so quiet and after changing into your workout clothes you started working out.

Not more than five minutes have passed and you already got bored so you took a break and watch Mingyu working out. He didn't notice that you were staring at him, your eyes glare at his muscles and his biceps that were just like the Mt Everest you couldn't help but stare at him. And also Mingyu looks so hot when he's sweating, it kinda turns you on.

You didnt know thag you have been staring at Mingyu for the past ten minutes, he notices you staring and he decided to tease you a bit. He took off his shirt saying it is too hot. He looks so hot when he's covered with sweat and his bulge in his grey sweatpants is even making you hotter.

After his workout session, Mingyu and you went to the gyms bathroom to clean yourselves up. When you went to the bathroom Mingyu started kissing you and said, "Were you enjoying yourself looking at me working out?", you blushed so hard, your cheels are as red as a tomato.

Mingyu grabs your waist and pulling you in, his musky scent from the workout is driving you crazy, making your head dizzy. He started kissing you, you responded to the kiss with a soft moan, more like a cute little whimper. You could feel something growing down there inside Mingyu's pants. After minutes of kissing, you part your lips, both of you gasping for air. "Can you suck it for me baby?", Mingyu asked in a whisper tone, you immediately sat on your knees, kneeling in front of him looking up at him with lusty eyes which increases Mingyu's desire.

You slowly pulled Mingyu's sweatpants down and his briefs, his hard throbbing cock sprung out, the size amazes you everytime even though you have seen it so many times. It's manly scent is driving you crazy, wanting him to cum deep inside you.

You started licking the tip, Mingyu groans as you do so. It tastes a little salty from the sweat after all the exercises he had done. You started to take his length slowly in your mouth, he is now breathing heavily. You slowly stroke the remaining part of his cock. He is now groaning in pleasure. After sucking his cock for a while, Mingyu lift you up and kisses you, he positioned himself in the entrance of your hole and slowly inserts his hard throbbing cock inside. You were moaning in pleasure trying to adjust yourself to take his length further. "Only half of it is inside and you're already whining", Mingyu teased you. You blushed hard, Mingyu started moving, first slowly, he slowly starts pacing up, his whole length was inside, he was balls deep and you can feel a bulge forming in your tummy. He grabs your dick with his other hand and started stroking it and rubbing the tip, he kisses you, biting your neck and sucking your nipples over and over. He's hitting your prostrate with every thrust, you can feel your orgasm coming near, "I'm gonna c-cum" you said, you can tell by how his cock is growing that he is cumming soon too, after several thrusts, you both came, Mingyu cums inside your hole filling it up with his white semen.

After a few minutes you showered in the gym bathroom and headed home knowing that the gym session would not be enough for Mingyu. He is probably gonna fuck you hard at hone.

#mingyu #mingyu x male reader #kpop x male reader #mingyu smut #seventeen #svt x male reader #kpop smut #mingyu oneshot #kpop oneshots #mingyu x reader

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oracle-of-dream · 1 month

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Stress Relief

Minors DNI

Summary: You've been away on a business trip that's making you miserable. Wonwoo has just the thing to make you both feel better...

Warnings: Male reader, Business worker reader, Fluffy hair Wonwoo, Jerking off, Filming, Phone sex, Wonwoo is so perf

Wordcount: 1.2k

You let out a heavy sigh as you closed the door to your hotel room. Today was the worst.

You were out of town on a business trip for a few days, which was pretty normal. But the irritating part was that your boss was up your ass about the details, bearing down on every single little thing you messed up on.

You didn't greet the client right

You didn't offer them something to drink

You should've held the door for them

You didn’t offer your umbrella since it was raining (Letting you get soaked)

You could hear your boss' voice grating in your ears, dreading tomorrow as you did. But worst of all, you missed your boyfriend, Wonwoo. He's extremely self-sufficient, so he doesn't check in with you to see how you're doing until the end of the day when you call him. You knew he was trying to be respectful and not distract you while you worked, but maybe a little distraction was needed from the disaster of a day you had...

You changed into your pajamas as you called him.

"Hey, baby!" Wonwoo's deep voice rolled through the speaker.

"Woowie!" You cheered in a babyish voice, feeling the responsibility of being an adult lifted off your shoulders. Wonwoo always loved taking care of you and letting you do whatever you wanted, even if that meant you got a little spoiled because of it. He couldn't care less.

"How was your day?"

Your expression soured instantly as you thought about that day you'd had. "It was super bad! I hate it here!"

Wonwoo chuckled at you pouting. "Don't be like that. Go on and tell me all about it, I'm listening." There was some shuffling from Wonwoo, probably him getting into bed... You talked to him about your day, every detail your boss picked at you for–even critiquing your boss sometimes. Wonwoo silently listened to you, occasionally throwing in an "mhm" or a grunt to let you know he was still listening as you ranted. Some of them sounded more like moans, and you felt your cock twitch at hearing it. By the end, you'd tired yourself out and melted into the bed as Wonwoo spoke, "Jeez, baby, I'm sorry he gave you such a tough time."

"I know right!? He's so unbelievable." You heard another grunt from Wonwoo while you spoke, this one was more audible, making you trip on your words. "A-Are you alright?"

"Huh, no, yeah, I'm fine. It's just my game," Wonwoo assured you. "Please keep talking," His voice was a little hoarse this time and his tone was almost begging. You told him what you'd had for lunch and dinner, skipping over that you'd missed breakfast. "That sounds so good, baby," Wonwoo moaned.

You squirmed in the bed, turned on by the base of his voice. "I don't know what to talk about anymore... What game are you playing?"

Wonwoo was caught off guard by your question, strangely stumbling to answer. "It's–um, a new release. You wouldn't know it. Fuck..."

"Well tell me about it anyway, I know you like sharing." You listened closely as you could barely register him breathing heavily.

"Sharing. Right," your boyfriend's voice shook. "I-It's–um... A platformer, the ones where you need to jump from place," Wonwoo's voice caught in his throat.

"And?" You added.

Wonwoo whined, "More?"

"Yeah, keep telling me!" You closed your eyes as you listened to him closely, your hand sliding under your covers to rub your member.

"Well–it's just, I-I don't know..."

"Is the game hard?"

"It's so hard..."

"Well, I know you can do it. You're such a smart boy." Wonwoo groaned again, enjoying your praise. "Is the game long?"

"It's pretty long..."

"And are you going fast or slow?"

"...slow at first. Faster now."

"You think you can go faster?" You touched yourself to his words. Long strokes, starting slow but getting faster, squeezing your shaft hard.

"I-If you want me to."

"I like it fast," You say as a moan slips past your lips. You bite down on your tongue to stop more from coming out as you notice Wonwoo's gotten quiet. "Are you still there?"

"I-I'll be right back!" Wonwoo blurted out before hanging up. You blinked at your phone in shock. He hung up!? You immediately called him back but instantly got sent to voicemail. You sat in bed, stunned at him. Did you push him too far with the tease? You thought it was a weird cute mutual thing...

After a few minutes, you started getting ready for bed and turned off the lights. As you checked your messages, you had one from Wonwoo, with a video.

"Sorry I hung up, I was making this for you. You mentioned wanting a video like this a while back, but it was embarrassing."

You played the video. Wonwoo was wearing his glasses and a plain white shirt, at his desk in his office at home. He awkwardly looked at the camera as he set his phone down and answered your phone call from before. You could hear your voice from the phone, but your eyes were glued to Wonwoo as he stared into the camera. Slowly, to make as little noise as possible, he lifted his shirt to his lips and held it with his teeth, showing his abs. Then he slid down his pants just enough for his cock to pop out. He started pinching his nipples and jerking off to you as he listened to you. His face was pink, his nipples hard, and his dick leaked in the prettiest way. His eyes were heavy-lidded as he stroked faster and harder, right when you asked about his game. When you called him "smart boy" he almost fell out of his chair, ripping his hands off his cock so he didn't finish.

He didn't stop for long.

Hand now attached to his cock again, "It's pretty long." Wonwoo's strokes moved his full length. "...Slow at first, faster now." Wonwoo's hand worked himself over so fast his body started shaking. You could hear the slight sound of his hand with precum around his member.

His body glistened, his shirt stretched as he tried not to moan louder, and his hair stuck to his forehead as sweat dripped onto his stomach. When you asked him to go faster, Wonwoo's fucked out expression as he looked at the camera told you everything. He was gonna blow.

"I-I'll be right back!" He blurted out. As soon as he hung up, he stood so his cock was above the table and finished. His cock shot ropes, making a mess of the table, his phone, and even shooting onto the camera lens. Through the blurry video, you saw Wonwoo collapse into the chair as he tried to catch his breath. "I... love you, baby," He whispered as he wiped the lens clean, giving you an up-close look at him. "Come home soon, I miss you." He smiled goofily and turned off the camera, ending the video.

You texted immediately, "Wonwoo!?"

"Yeah?"

"This was so fucking hot. I need another."

"I tried recording it on my own. But it was so hard to cum, without hearing you..." You imagined Wonwoo's expression when he texted that, probably covering his face in embarrassment.

"When I get home, we're fucking. End of story."

"Okay, babe."

You watched the video again, jerking off until you were satisfied. As you drifted off to sleep, you wondered how you could repay him...

#oracle of dreams #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut #x male reader #kpop male reader #x reader #wonwoo #svt #seventeen #x male smut #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo x y/n #wonwoo smut #wonwoo svt #wonwoo seventeen

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wonjns · 2 years

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tamed studies ✐

🖇️° pairing; xu minghao x male reader

🖇️° genre; smut

🖇️° summary; classic trope of the mean idiot and the patient tutor... but uh, did i mention the tutor was a super sexy chinese exchange student who happens to specialize in brat taming??

🖇️° includes; bottom!malereader, dom!hao, degradation, orgasm denial, slight impact play, swearing, fingering, unprotected sex (dont irl!!)

🖇️° WC; 4.3k (oh my god)

° AN; this was a request !! i feel bad because i was asked to do this forever ago but i’m glad to be posting my first requested work. i tried to make it longer and worth the read in order to make up for taking so long to write it. im not rlly ur everyday tumblr blogger or fic writer so its exciting for me ! lmao @megggegg

you were,,, a brat. sort of.

no, not sort of, you were actually just a jerk. and severely spoiled.

highschool life was hard, and college life proved itself to be even harder, especially now that you attended one of the highest reputable universities in the nation. you were up to your neck in classes, and while you performed decently in most of them, math was a travesty. being the freshman that you were, your parents had big expectations and high hopes that you would follow in the oh-so-successful footsteps of your older brother, junhui, who was in his senior year.

jun was a prodigy - a so called “genius” by your parents who would sing his praises constantly for his ability to excel in every academic subject he touched. naturally, due to his success in school, your parents expected the same of you. every brunch and social that was held in your family’s country club would somehow end up in your mother preaching about how ‘her two beautiful sons were going to become the best doctors the community as ever seen’ - and when your skills clearly weren’t up to par with your older brother’s, it caused you to grow resentful to both him and your parents, the feeling being quite reciprocated.

you became frustrated that no matter the amount of shopping sprees or days off you took, you couldn’t seem to settle down and wrap your head around statistics. instead of remaining level-headed and talking out your struggles with your family, your pride forced you to swallow it all up and only express yourself through tantrums... much like what you were doing right now.

“AND IF YOUR GPA DROPS EVEN A SMIDGE LOWER, WE’RE NOT PAYING FOR YOU TO ATTEND SCHOOL ANY LONGER!” your mother shouted as you stomped your way up your home’s marble staircase, attempting to dismiss yourself from yet another argument.

“YOU WOULDN’T DARE! your little reputation couldn’t handle the embarrassment when all your friends find out.” you spat.

“that’s damn right! you’re getting your education one way or another, so its best you get ready for community college then.” your father joined in at your mother’s side.

you froze in place, hand lingering on your door knob. community college?! you almost threw up in your mouth. you let out an exasperated yell, slamming your door. the echo of the force travelled down the hall to jun’s room. out of curiosity, he steps out from behind his own door and sees your parents huffing away back to their own chambers. he cocks an eyebrow and walks down to your room, knocking gently.

“y/n? what was that all ab-” he speaks lowly, but you cut him off, your voice still very much shouting.

“go the hell away!”

“well damn, dude, I just wanted to ask what was wrong.” he quips.

“thanks for you concern, asshole, but I don’t remember it being your business.” you call back, sinking your head deeper into your pillow as you scroll angrily through your phone.

junhui sighs and goes downstairs to calm your obviously seething parents, aiming to talk them down from making any rash decisions for you. despite your attitude, jun was a pretty sweet older brother, and knew you just needed a bit of help rather than be withdrawn from university all together.

it’s not like you cared though.

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one week later, you heard another knock at your door.

making sure to groan in extra loud annoyance so that whoever was on the other side knew they were already pissing you off, you sat up in bed. you heard the knock again, this time followed by your mom’s voice.

“y/n, come down stairs. now.” was all she stated before walking away.

what could she possibly want at 1:00 in the afternoon? you grumbled, throwing on a hoodie before literally rolling out of your king sized mattress. you shuffled your feet along the floor as you walked down stairs.

as soon as you reached the common area, your eyes slightly widened as you were greeted with the sight of a tall, tan skinned boy with round glasses sitting on the edge of his nose. he set a large assortment of textbooks down at the table next to him as he conversed with your parents. you simply stopped in your tracks as you stared at the.... admittedly beautiful, man.

his hair practically shined in the natural lighting, and his shoulders were broad. his lips were plump and the perfect shade of pink, and you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his sharp jawline or the way it would flex when he smiled or how his adams apple teasingly bounced when he chuckled at something your parent’s said.

it seems you were caught in the middle of your trance, as your dad waved his hand from where he was standing.

“y/n?”

you blinked a couple times as you snapped out of it, realizing you were biting your lips. you slightly blushed when you noticed all of their eyes were focused on you, especially this new stranger’s shining orbs.

“who’s this?” you speak up, adding slight attitude in your voice to cover up your obvious gawking.

“this is minghao, a friend of your brother’s. he’ll be your new tutor until you pick your grades up.” your mom replies, and the boy slightly bows his head while he smiled down at you.

“T-TUTOR?” you gasp, a bit over-dramatically. “what the hell do I need a tutor for? i’m not in elementary school.” you claim, stomping your foot down.

“well until you stop getting these third grader scores on your tests, this is what we’re doing. you start today, and you don’t have a say in the matter.” your mom chimes in, never dropping her snarky smile.

“today!? it’s saturday-”

“anyways,” your mother continues, interrupting you. “we’re going out for the day, but jun will be back soon. we told him you should be well into your lesson by the time he’s here, alright?”

“yes, maam.” minghao chimed enthusiastically, giving her a thumbs up.

you rolled your eyes and groaned once more, huffing out a sigh when you at the at large table with all of the textbooks. when your parents left, minghao took a seat across from you, sitting as if he were waiting for you to say something first.

“you have a beautiful home..” he finally spoke, looking around and spotting the chandelier above the staircase.

“yea yea, that’s what they all say. you can just get on with the bullshit, i guess. it’s not like i’m gonna pay any attention.” you respond in a bored tone, propping your head up against your hands.

minghao furrowed his brows at you as you tried to avoid his eyes, but you couldn’t stop yourself from awkwardly peeking. the older male sighs and spreads out the textbooks before mumbling something about getting started, opening the first book. it read statistics - an instant turn off for you.

30 minutes into the first lesson and minghao peered at you, catching you on your phone for the umpteenth time. he sighed, setting his calculator down.

“listen, I know you don’t wanna go through this, but your parents are trusting me to make sure you don’t fail another class. I sit next to your brother in a lot of our classes and he’s practically a genius, so I know you have it in you too.”

you rolled your eyes yet again, narrowing your gaze at minghao. his eyes sort of sparkled, looking a little too cute as he pleaded for you to cooperate, but this only stirred you to piss him off more. you smirked as you ignored him, bringing your phone back up to your face.

this caused minghao to scoff in disbelief.

“y/n, look at me.” he spoke, causing your grin to grow wider as you ignored him.

however, he opened his mouth again and this time your smile dropped completely.

“look at me, now.”

the tone in his voice was completely different - much lower than previously and demanding. you looked up from your phone and chills ran wild across your skin from the glare you caught from him. his eyes lost their sparkle, and instead looked like a deep, dark brown abyss.

“put your phone down.”

you could’ve swore a spell was cast on you, because you dropped your phone on the table just a little too fast for your own liking. this caused a shit-eating grin to grow on minghao’s face, one that lit your skin on fire.

he stood from his seat, leaning across the table closer and closer to you. he stopped a couple inches from your face, and his vanilla cologne surged through your senses.

“that’s a good boy... why are you listening so easily now?” he asked as he picked up your phone, putting it in his pocket without moving his face any farther from yours.

you gulped, trying to get back in your groove. you furrowed your brows at him, scooting back on your own accord.

“s-shut up. I’m just finally ready to get this lesson over with so you can get out of my house.” you sneered. but he wasn’t buying it, not one bit.

he sat back into his chair, eyes never leaving you. the truth was that he caught how in between your attempts to ignore him, he followed how your eyes lingers on his long, beautiful fingers when he would turn the page or type in the calculator. minghao was very observant, and it was biting you in the ass.

“come over here and sit by me.” he ordered, patting the empty chair next to him.

“no... and give me my phone back!” you retorted.

“you need a closer look at the reading. the sooner you just listen the sooner you can tweet all you want.”

you sat in contemplation for a while, before groaning and getting up. you made your way hesitantly around the table before placing yourself in the seat beside minghao. you were growing annoyed of yourself - why were you caving for his demands so easily?

he sat and stared at you for a while, a smirk evident on his annoyingly handsome face. you parted your lips to ask him what was his deal, but before you could utter a sound he reached out and grabbed one of your chair legs, scooting you closer until your shoulders were merely centimeters apart. he then leaned down to your ear, speaking lowly despite you two being the only ones in the house.

“i know your problem... you’ve just never had anyone simply take control, have you?”

you felt your face turn red, and you instantly scooted back from him.

“wh- what the hell are you talking about?!” you ask, sounding almost offended.

minghao did nothing but chuckle and drag you right back into his space before casually turning back to the textbooks. he resumed the tutoring session as if nothing happened, meanwhile you tried to stabilize your breathing. you had no idea what this dude’s problem was, but he somehow had an excitement bubbling deep down within you.

an hour goes by, and like magic you’re suddenly more intrigued in the lesson. it was like he had you under hypnosis with his cologne, because you slowly followed along when he spoke and were understanding more of the material.

then, he began to quiz you. he asked you to solve a formula for him, and when you actually managed to identify x correctly, he brought one of his large hands down to rest at an exposed part of your thigh - thanks to your small gym shorts. your breath hitched when he squeezed it gently, offering you praise.

“nice job. now look at this graph and....”

his voice trailed off in your mind as you couldn’t get your eyes to leave his warm hand at your thigh. it felt so soft, and encased your leg so effortlessly. his thumb rubbed the smallest and softest circles into your thigh as he spoke, but stopped when you heard your name called once more.

“y/n? did you hear me?” he spoke, pretending as if he hadn’t caught you lingering on his hand.

“o-oh, yeah, whatever. it’s right here.” you answer, pointing to a spot on a complicated looking chart. you were fully guessing, but didn’t want him to know you were distracted.

“wrong.”

this time, he squeezed your thigh with stronger force, causing you to gasp.

“the hell are you doing!” you call out, scooting back out of your chair.

minghao was fast, though, because before you could actually move away he caught your wrist, pulling you in and quickly situating you on his lap. you squirmed, but didn’t exactly try to leave as he brought both hands to massage both sides of your thighs this time.

“you were doing so good, what’s wrong?” he whispered from behind you, his warm breath against the nape of your neck causing visible goosebumps to rise.

you gripped the table infront of you for stability, trying your best to keep a whine from leaving your throat.

“I-.....I.... uhm, I-” you stuttered. you were desperately trying to find a witty comment to spit out, but it was like you completely lost your mojo, how frustrating.

“next question,” he spoke, lightly nipping your earlobe with his teeth.

you flinched, and genuinely couldn’t speak. his scent and ministrations into your soft thighs were completely overriding your ability to focus. he pulled the hems of your shorts back so that he could massage higher up on your thighs, the sensation causing everything he was saying to fade into the background of your mind as it started hazing over.

“know the answer this time?” you heard him ask, and nervousness overcame you when you realized you hadn’t heard a single thing he’s said.

you began mumbling, eyes trying to make sense of the worksheets in front of you. you feel his hand reach around your front before landing on your clothed bulge, which, much to your embarrassment, had already grown into a hard erection.

minghao chuckled loudly, “no wonder you can’t concentrate, you’re all worked up. aw.”

he gave your member one good quick squeeze, the stimulation causing you to yelp in shock. your hand shot down to grip on to his wrist, your breathing becoming labored. you tried to look over your shoulder at him, but his free hand came up to cup your jaw, forcing your head back to the textbook. you suddenly felt his own hard-on straining in his pants, pushing into your lower back.

“minghao, i-”

“i hope you get this next one right... or we can pack it up and call it a day?” he spoke, his voice holding a teasing tone.

“n-no! no, i can answer it.” you responded, sounding way too desperate.

he bit his lower lip in a smirk, and went on to explain the next formula and percentages normally, as if you weren’t propped on his lap. when it was your turn to answer, you felt utterly clueless. you struggled enough to even pay attention to each word that fell off his tongue in the first place

“answer me, bitch.” he warned, his grip on your cock from the outside of your shorts slowly tightening again.

“n-n-nintey two! the percentage of x is 92″ you fumbled out, squeezing your eyes shut as it was practically guess work.

“...excellent job.”

you let out a sigh of relief, loosening your tight hold on your calculator. you felt the exact plump lips you had admired this past hour and a half begin placing light, feathery kisses down the back and sides of your neck, minghao releasing his hold on your member. you whined at the loss of feeling, but your breath hitched as you felt him beginning to pull at your short’s drawstrings. you sat completely still while his lips worked into a soft spot on your neck, and he untied your drawstrings at an agonizingly slow pace.

you forced yourself to maintain your breathing when he finally loosened them, slowly reaching into your pants without a word. he began palming your bare length as he kissed harder into your weak spot, sucking a red mark into your throat. you moaned, wondering how you even found yourself in this situation, yet not wanting it to stop.

“maybe you’re not a dumbass after all, just a little slut.” he murmured into your skin. his words made your skin feel even hotter, but it still sprung your attitude right back into action.

“I probably would’ve gotten them right sooner if I had a tutor who wasn’t a horny asshole.” you respond, leaning your head back on to his shoulder as his hands work you.

however, he stopped all his movements, groaning as his teeth sunk into your soft spot. you whimpered at the jolt, almost regretting your comment as you bucked your hips into his frozen hand desperate for more of the pleasure.

“is that so? let’s keep going then.”

he brought his hand away from your erection and gripped your jaw again, forcing your head up and at the math problems before you.

minghao went on to read out the graph to you, but this time brought his tongue down to your collarbone, drawing circles into your sensitive skin in between his sentences. you squirmed under him but he gripped your hips still, making it impossible for you to seek any kind of pleasure on his lap.

you took deep breaths in between his pauses as he took his time ravaging your exposed skin, moving your hoodie aside so he could claim more territory with colorful marks. you dug your fingers into his legs, begging him to get on with it. he chuckled quietly before licking his way back up to your ear before finishing the word problem.

“so? whats the solution, little boy?” he asked, his hand finding its way back into your pants. he stroked along your length as you gathered up the willpower to speak, the pleasure becoming too much to function.

your mind raced, hopelessly looking for clues to the answer. you tried to focus, but as the long silence dragged on you felt yourself inching closer to your orgasm, finding it impossible to keep your eyes racked on the calculator. when you couldn’t handle it anymore, you summoned an answer out of thin air hoping it was correct so that minghao could just finish you off, you were so close.

“t-...the solution would be to plug the integers into the denominal fraction!” you sputtered, minghao’s hand speeding up its stroking.

just as you gave your answer, your felt minghao’s face draw next to your ear, and keys jingling at your front door - your older brother jun stepping in.

“incorrect.”

and he ceased his actions, pushing you off his lap.

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ever since then, you were obsessed with your tutor. you’re not sure if it was the thrill of almost being caught by junhui, or the frustration of having your release so cruelly denied by minghao, but each week it seemed like you would get worse at math intentionally.

the brattier you were to minghao, the more dominant he was with you - and it was intoxicating. it was a constant back & forth in the secrets of your own studying whenever it was just you two in the house, although you found it pretty hard to control yourself that one time in which junhui was still upstairs.

this week, the house was empty and the textbooks hadn’t even been opened yet before you were straddling minghao’s lap and making out. he barely had time to set his bag down and take a seat before your lips were quick to take action, devouring each other. his hot open mouthed kisses caused your mind to gloss over, moaning wantonly when his tongue pressed against yours.

when you ground your hips down on his semi-hard bulge, his hands wrapped around your waist to keep you still. you whined at him, trying to chase the friction.

“we need to start our lesson for the day.” minghao sighed. “your results last week were good, but we have a lot of work to do.”

“nooo,” you fussed at him, squeezing his shoulders. “i don’t care about the math anymore, let’s take a week off.”

you continued to aggressively kiss him before he could protest. however, minghao soon peeled his lips away from yours, the satisfying sound ringing in your ears.

“no breaks. you need to behave, y/n.” he warned, which only made you giggle before diving back into his plush lips.

god, he tasted amazing. your lips worked eagerly against his before you felt a hard smack on your ass. you jumped, whimpering at the sting his large hand caused you. you looked minghao in the eyes with an angry pout, and that only landed you another spank on your other cheek.

minghao shifted you around his lap until your back was pressed against the wooden table. he brought a hand up to wrap around your throat, forcing you keep eye contact with him.

“are you ready to be a good student now?”

you shook your head, growing aggravated. you had studied so much and now all you could think of was your brothers sexy best friend whom you willfully let control you each week. you needed him, badly. and he knew it.

minghaos hand never left your throat, and you watched his eyes study you, contemplating what he should do next. eventually, he released a slight hum, an idea seemingly coming to him like a light bulb.

“alright, fine.” he finally spoke aloud, pushing the textbooks off of the table in one swoop. he then stood, holding your underarms to lift you from his lap on to the table.

“if you can pass a pop quiz, we don’t have to study today.”

you eagerly nodded your head in compliance, cooperating as he pressed a hand to your chest and lowered you until you were flat-backed on your table. he began stripping you of your pants and boxers, leaving your bottom half exposed to the cold air. you licked your lips when you watched him start to remove his belt, but felt your excitement grow dim when he stopped after only undoing a few buttons.

he crawled on to the table, one hand resting next to your head as he hovered over you. the other came and started palming your exposed cock, allowing it to grow hard. when your eyes wandered down to watch his ministrations, he called your name sharply, shifting your attention back to him.

“you get 5 chances.” he told you, and you nodded.

damnit, those were the hardest questions of your life.

you had managed to get three wrong right off the bat, and minghao sinisterly chuckled at you each time you whimpered at him grinding his clothed hips to your needy and exposed bottom half.

“you dumb bitch... only two chances left.” he taunted, wiggling his two fingers infront of your face. he then took his two digits and prodded them at your lips.

you sighed when you took his elegant fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them like a melting popsicle. your eyes rolled back from the satisfaction. he withdrew his long fingers from your mouth earlier than you liked, and began sucking on them himself. your face grew beat red at his actions, but you felt your cock twitch at the sight. he then reached down and lifted your legs around his hips, teasing his coated fingers at your entrance. a moan of desperation escaped you.

“tell me about the theory of probability if you can, little whore.” he demanded, circling one of his fingers around your bottom.

the teasing and degradation almost made you moan, but you forced yourself to stay composed, as you were finally confident in an answer. you stilled your breathing and delivered the definition without breaking eye contact. he smiled at you.

“good job, baby boy.” he replied, his demeanor instantly softer as he placed a kiss on your nose.

and without another word, he slowly sunk one of his coated fingers into your entrance. a loud moan drew from your throat, and you could’ve came from just that pleasure after being teased so much. but, even your bratty demeanor was scared to go against minghao’s wishes.

he asked you another question, and you almost exploded in joy when you also knew that one, earning you another finger. the stretch wasn’t painful but it was doing its job, causing you to feel full from his hands alone.

“last one, baby. what happens when N is even in the variance formula?”

you, being on the verge of your high once more, grabbed the back of his neck and brought his ear down to your lips, whispering the answer to him before licking the shell. he groaned, a smirk growing wide on his lips.

“shit, prince, you’re a genius.”

the tall male instantly removed his fingers from inside you, and shimmied off his own pants. your head was spinning when he plunged his erect member into you, instantly grinding with exact precision.

you couldn’t stop the moans from falling past your lips, and only grew louder when he leaned down to suck sulaciously on your adam’s apple.

“I hope junhui comes home early to see his little bitch of a brother being such a good boy, such a smart boy....” he purred into your ear in between littering hickeys on your neck and chest while rutting into you.

the pleasure was sending you to cloud nine, to the point that you didn’t even care about the probability of someone actually coming home early and catching you. all you knew was that tutoring was probably the best investment your parents have ever made.

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poweringthroughthis · 3 months

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love in three acts | kim mingyu, wong yukhei

nsfw, mature content, minors DNI! (ftm friendly)

ship: wong yukhei (lucas) x male reader, kim mingyu x male reader

warning: extreme feminization, reader is a femboy,

(reader's genitals are referred to as pussy/tits).

pure filth, read at your own risk

(requested!)

act i.

Life is not what it is portrayed to be in cinema. (name) learned as much now that he was well into his 4th semester of college. Society has romanticized the college experience to such an extent that one dives in, expecting alcohol, parties and an enchanting love life to be the frontrunners, while in actuality, it is assignments, exams and stressful days filling the void most of the times.

Nothing changes if you don't make it happen yourself. Your dream life doesn't manifest one day magically, and your love life doesn't become one for the books by itself either. You need to start living the way you want to. That, is the only viable form of happiness in today's world. At least that's what (name) taught himself during one of his loneliest nights, freshman year, which culminated with a self-therapy session.

Then the nerdiest, biggest pushover of a guy, (name) was now a changed man. He had the biggest glow-up: his slender curves, thick thighs and pretty eyes, putting everyone's wildest dreams to shame in comparison. He embraced his true self fearlessly, taking control of his life and living the way he wanted to. He had definitely been happier ever since then, but he believed it did little to better his dating life as he was still boyfriend to a man seemingly afraid to love him in public.

Wong Yukhei is a lot of things, but inherently smart, he is not. Which is why he doesn't understand why his boyfriend is upset with him right now. "W-what do you mean?"

"Seriously Lucas? We've been over this before. Every time I as much as I lean into you in public, you go off to do something else with your friends. It's like we're strangers in public." (name) explained, perplexed.

"It's not like that! You know I love you. It's jus-just.." Honestly, Lucas didn't know himself why he'd been subconsciously dodging his boyfriend's advances while they were out. It's not like he never indulged in PDA with his previous partners. Maybe he'd been getting too caught up with his friends that he unintentionally neglected his boyfriend each time they were in the public eye.

"You know what? I need to go. Come find me when you have an answer. " (name) scoffed dejectedly, storming out of the empty classroom, leaving the flabbergasted giant behind. (name) started wondering if he wasn't attractive enough for Lucas.

If only he knew how wrong that assumption was. Because if that was the case, he wouldn't have the hunkiest man to ever exist (besides his own boyfriend), eye-fucking him from behind. The large man traced (name)'s every movement with great intensity: the way his hips swayed as he walked quickly, the way his skirt rode up just enough to show his supple thighs, even the way his ass looked perfect as he bent down to pick up his fallen stationery.

Kim Mingyu was a lot of things. And like every other guy, being inexplicably horny at the sight of a pretty boy, was one of them. he snapped out of his daze, dashing to (name)'s side, helping pick up his belongings from the floor, without failing to catch a peek of his bra underneath the dress. needless to say, he had to physically restrain himself from popping a boner then and there.

"Hey, you okay? Looking a little sad there" he offered his charming smile, making (name) look up as he straightened himself. His gaze fell on the handsome man's huge biceps, that flexed under the weight of his stack of books, threatening to rip his half-sleeved tee that was already too tight for his massive chest. It was hard not to, when a 6 ft hunk was sizing up his body shamelessly.

"I'm Mingyu. I'm in this faculty too. 3rd year"

"(name). 2nd year." Offered he, politely.

"Boyfriend problems?" Mingyu inquired, (name) taken aback. "Just guessing", he clarified, knowing fully well he eavesdropped into the couple's conversation earlier. What? He just wanted to see for himself who bagged this hot specimen before he could. Before (name) could respond, Mingyu moved closer.

"I won't pry into your personal life, but tell you what. Any man that doesn't appreciate you enough, is a loser."

He ran his hands all over (name)'s curves, finally slipping underneath his skirt to grope his ass and lift one of (name)'s legs against his groin, making the boy gasp.

"Someone who loves the beauty that you are, y'feel me?" His breath fanned over (name)'s face, the boy feeling 50 emotions at once.

"I,I shou-"

"Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" the duo turned towards the source of the voice: (name)'s seething boyfriend. Lucas stomped over to them, snatching (name) from Mingyu's grasp and wrapping his bulky arm around his waist, pulling the boy flush against his hard chest.

"Not so shy touching him in public anymore?" Mingyu teased. If Lucas wasn't mad jealous right now, he'd probably wonder how Mingyu knew about the couple's fight. But he couldn't care less right now. He all but dragged (name) back to the empty classroom, heels clacking against the tiled floor and slammed the door shut.

"What's wrong with you Lucas ?"

"ME? The fuck's wrong with him? How dare he lay his hands on MY boyfriend?" Lucas fritted his teeth.

"I might as well let him. Since YOU'RE so ashamed of touching me. I bet, with his huge arms and adonis-like body, he can easil-"

"You mean, these?" Lucas threw his stupid smirk (name)'s way as he flexed his massive biceps that threatened to spill out of his half-tee.

"Lucas! W- what if someone sees us? The door has a huge window" (name) stuttered, turned on by his boyfriend's manly display.

"I don't give a fuck anymore." Lucas said, taking off his shirt over his head in one swift motion, using only one hand.

Throwing shame out the window as all coherent thought left his body, (name) ran firm hands all over the muscle mass that was rock hard under the touch. He squeezed the giant pecs as Lucas made them bounce. "You like that?" He smirked.

"So fucking much, you're so big and strong for me." (name) moaned, latching his mouth to suck on the bulge of Lucas' biceps, the giant flexing them hard in (name)'s mouth. The musky scent of sweat filled the air making (name) hornier as the recalled how hot Lucas looked playing basketball earlier, all sweaty and pumped up.

He ran his tongue over all his muscles: the abs, the meaty chest, the armpits, licking every crevice of the result of his boyfriend's hard work.

Lucas moaned, throwing his head back, grabbing a fistful of (name)'s hair as he pushed him further towards his body.

"Yeahh, worship those muscles like the good boy you are."

"You're so fucking hot, baby. Look how fucking huge you are."

Lucas growled, turning (name) around harshly, removing the string of his dress with one hand, the piece of fabric falling aside at once.

"This little pussy is mine" He landed a smack on (name)'s hole, cupping him hard through his panties, the boy shaking from the recoil of Lucas' strength. "Gonna ruin it with my fat cock, baby."

"Yes, daddy. Do it, fuck me!" (name) cried.

Lucas delivered more slaps on his clothed cunt, (name) tearing up and thrashing from the impact, but Lucas held him in place with one hand and he continued using the other to smack his pussy. "Crying already? Wait till I'm done with you. you're gonna cry harder than now, begging me to stop, but I won't."

(name) sobbed at the prospect, loving every second of it. Lucas grabbed a fistful of the boy's ass, kneading the flesh hard, digging his nails deep into his plump flesh. "You have the fattest fucking ass" Lucas groaned, slapping it hard again, and again, and again.

"I'll make sure this fat ass bounces when I fuck you."

Lucas turned him around, grabbing him by the back of his thighs and lifting him up easily.

"Ah! Lucas, fuck! You're so strong."

"Yeah? Want me to throw you around? Use my muscles to manhandle you and fuck you real hard, huh? Like this" Lucas lifted him up in the air and threw him on the desk. He leaned in, pushing his muscular body flush against (name)'s soft one.

He grabbed the boy's neck, squeezing it hard and forcing him to look him in the eyes. "I'm going to wreck you."

"Please" (name) choked out.

Lucas released his grip, sliding the panties clean off and shoving three of his fingers in.

"Look at how small your little clit is, baby. This is so cute, I'm gonna enjoy stretching it out."

He rubbed his calloused thumb on his swollen clit, teasing it in circles as he pushed his thick fingers deeper, adding his pinky.

"Fuck! Oh my god, you're so deep. I can't.

"That's right. Scream my name. Make everyone hear that you belong to me." The giant rammed his digits harder, abusing (name)'s sensitive spot. His body jerked forward and fell on the table behind him, hands scrambling for support.

"Fuck! I can't, please-ah!"

Lucas didn't relent, adding his pinky to the mix, his knuckles rubbing against (name)'s walls. "Take it! Take it like a good boy."

The taller boy continued his merciless assault, ramming his thick fingers in and out of his boyfriend. (name) felt the familiar knot in his stomach as the pressure kept building. "Cumming, please-!"

"Yeah? Gonna cum? Gonna cum all over my fingers? Cum like the good boy you are."

(name) did as told, clenching and shaking, squirting all over his boyfriend's fingers. Lucas took out his digits slowly, admiring the mess, licking his fingers clean and tasting his boyfriend's juices.

"Fuck, you're delicious. Turn around."

"W-wait, I'm sensitive-!"

"I don't fucking care. I'm gonna eat this pussy till I'm satsified. "

(name) turned and laid down, the hard wood of the desk supporting his back. Lucas grabbed him by the ankles and hooked them over his broad shoulders, spreading his legs apart. His heels almost reached the top of the man's back, but it did not deter him as he leaned down and pressed a kiss on the wet slit, his warm breath fanning over (name)'s sex.

"You look so beautiful right now. Your tits spilling out of your bra, and your legs spread wide for me."

Lucas dove right in, burying his face in the boy's pussy, licking and sucking at the swollen clit.

"Ah, Lucas-fuck! So good"

(name) gripped the hair on the man's head, bucking his hips as he was sent to another realm. He felt the wet tongue prodding and sliding, the sensation overwhelming his body.

Lucas captured (name)'s labia in his mouth, suckling hard between his lips and pulling it back with a pop sound. The lewd action made (name) cry out as he was eaten out, his pussy abused and raw, the man's tongue lapping at his entrance.

"Lucas, I-I can't take it. Too much, ahh"

"Yeah? Like how I eat your fucking tight pussy?

Lucas licked and sucked his boyfriend's clit, slurping up the juices from the sensitive hole. "Fuck, I can do this all day."

"L-Lucas, wait! I can't! Please-ah!"

Lucas kept at his pace, eating (name) out, the latter feeling his orgasm approaching rapidly. "I'm-cumming! "

The giant smirked, completely pussy drunk. " Yeah? Eating this little pussy so good, huh? Go ahead and cum all over my tongue, baby. Cum on my fucking face."

(name) was a panting and moaning mess. He couldn't take the pleasure and pain mixed together, and it all culminated as he squirted all over his boyfriend's mouth, the giant swallowing it all up.

Lucas sat on the teacher's desk, pulling (name) harshly onto his lap. He massaged his tits through the bra, growing hornier and more aggressive by the second. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful view of his boyfriend in nothing but heels, the black material covering his breasts.

"Take that fucking bra off" Lucas growled, pinching the buds beneath the fabric.

(name) reached behind him and undid the strap, the garment falling and pooling around his waist.

"Fuck" Lucas whispered as he squeezed the soft mounds in his large palms. He brought his head down and suckled the rosy buds, biting them harshly and leaving marks around the skin.

"Oh fuck! Please, more!

"Yeah, you like that? My mouth all over your pretty little tits?"

"Mmm, yes"

Lucas continued his ministrations, slurping noises filling the room as squeezed and sucked harder.

"Oh fuck, I need you, now. Turn around and show me your pretty little ass."

(name) slid off his lap and turned around, his knees resting on the wooden desk and his palms spread in front of him.

Lucas unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing cock, already leaking precum. He gave his length a few strokes before sliding the mushroom tip across his boyfriend's pussy, the heat of the wet flesh driving him crazy.

"Please, put it in. Put it in!"

"Yeah? This is what you wanted all along, huh? Wanted to be fucked stupid in the middle of class? Wanted me to breed you full?"

"Fuck yes, please"

Lucas didn't waste any time, grabbing his thick member and pressing the head against (name)'s sopping entrance. The hole twitched at the touch, aching to be filled. He pushed the head in and watched as the hole stretched to accommodate his size, a moan escaping his throat.

(name) whined at the feeling of being filled to the brim. The cock inside him was massive, stretching his insides and reaching the deepest parts of him.

Lucas grabbed his boyfriend's waist and rammed into him, his cock disappearing into the warm cavern. "Fuck! You feel so fucking good, babe".

The man kept his pace, his thrusts getting deeper and rougher. He leaned forward and bit the boy's earlobe, whispering filthy nothings to him.

"You take my cock so well, huh? Such a fucking good little boy.

"Ahh, please. Faster"

"Yeah, you want me to fuck you faster? Wanna feel my cock in your stomach? Wanna be fucked stupid?"

"Please! I'm so close, please let me cum!"

Lucas grabbed his boyfriend by the back of his neck and pushed his face down on the table, his hips never ceasing their movements. Lucas' strength never failed to amaze (name). He always sent himself over the edge thinking how the giant could easily snap him into two.

"Ah, I'm- I'm cumming!

"Go ahead and fucking cum. Squeeze my dick, milk me dry."

(name) shook as he squirted all over the thick cock, his walls tightening and convulsing around his boyfriend's length.

"Ah, fuck!"

Lucas slammed his hips forward, his balls smacking the boy's ass cheeks. His seed flooded the insides, filling him up to the brim and painting his walls white.

He pulled out his length and watched the cum trickle down the boy's thighs, the sight making him twitch.

(name) laid exhausted on the desk, his eyes shut and his lips parted. Lucas tucked his dick back in his pants and carried his boyfriend bridal style, the boy resting his head on the man's broad chest.

Lucas kissed his forehead as he left the classroom, carrying his boyfriend to his car.

Little did they know, they were being watched in this classroom, yet again.

Kim Mingyu let out ragged breaths, his head against the cold wall of the lecture halls, eyes closed and lips parted. He was sweating profusely and his jeans felt unbelievably tight. As he came down from his high and removed his hands from over his crotch, he looked down to see what the stickiness was.

He was so crazy over seeing (name) being wrecked in nothing but heels that he came in his pants.

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seungrem · 11 days

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Jeonghan x m!reader

‘Make It Up To You’ ~*+

request (it disappeared from my drafts wtf)* - masterlist **

summary: Growing up together and later becoming idols, Jeonghan and Male!reader have always had a special connection. On a night defined by sleep deprivation and impulsive decisions, a spotlight illuminates their true feelings for each other- allowing one action to lead to another.

( overview: shy idol!jeonghan, 14th-member!reader, childhood friends, smut: just a bj - hannie receiving, and hickies - reader receiving, more fluff than not, hickies subtly seen by other members, other seventeen member cameos with ‘going seventeen’ mentions )

emoji code:

🌱 ( short story / oneshot - 3.5k words )

🧸 ( fluff )

-❄️ ( +18, mdni )

☁️ ( stands for y/n )

likes, comments, & reblogs r appreciated ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

“Which number?”

“1114” Jeonghan responded, following ☁️ as the two strolled down their hotel’s posh hallway. After a long flight, the exhausted duo solely sought to fall into their beds and rest.

Upon reaching their shared room, ☁️ unlocked their door and swung it open. The two trudged in, dropping their bags onto the ground almost immediately. ☁️ traveled down the tiny hallway and into the bedroom, stopping upon seeing only one bed. After a few seconds, he felt Jeonghan’s breath glide across his neck from behind.

“What’s wrong?” Jeonghan asked, peaking over ☁️’s shoulder.

“There’s only one bed.” ☁️ groaned, him then looking over his shoulder. Jeonghan stood inches behind ☁️ with an expressionless face, the dark blue light emitting from the window casting its soft hues across his face.

“Who booked the rooms?”

“Seungcheol, I think.” ☁️ responded, him then walking toward the bed and sitting on it.

“We can talk to him after we rest. I don’t mind if you don’t.” Jeonghan said, walking toward the other side of the bed and uncovering the sheets.

“I don’t.” ☁️ replied, smiling to himself as he, too, climbed into the sheets. He placed his phone on the nightstand and looked over to Jeonghan, who was still engulfed in the pre-dawn hue. The man looked back at ☁️, the two staring at each other for a few seconds before bursting out in a tired laughter.

“Stop looking at me.” Jeonghan teased, draping the blanket onto his shoulder as he turned the entirety of his body to face ☁️.

“Nah, you stop looking at me.” ☁️ responded, smiling softly as he continued his gaze. After a few more seconds of quick glances, ☁️ rolled his eyes and laid on his back. The two laid in silence, ☁️ noticing Jeonghan continue to stare out of the corner of his eye.

“You know..” Jeonghan sighed. “I’m glad you let me you convince you to join the group.”

☁️ furrowed his eyebrows, looking over to see a sleepy Jeonghan. “Where’s this coming from?” ☁️ teased, “Since when did you get all sentimental?”

“I’m serious. We’ve known each other for a long time.. and we’ve always been together.”

“Yeah.. I’m glad too. I don’t know what I’d be doing right now if not for you.”

The two once again sat in silence for a while before Jeonghan proceeded.

“Sorry.. that was random.” Jeonghan muttered, rubbing his eyes.

“No, no- it’s fine. I like when you actually say how you feel.”

Jeonghan reached over to ☁️’s arm, grabbing it and suddenly pulling the man close to him. Though confused, ☁️ was too tired to process the man’s actions. He let Jeonghan wrap his arm around his waist, though his heart continued palpitating as his crush abruptly spooned him. Though he would never admit it to Jeonghan, ☁️ savored it- him closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep after another minute.

“Wake up~” Jeonghan hummed, snuggling his nose into ☁️’s neck. ☁️ opened his eyes, taking a deep breath as he once again felt the man’s arm weighing down his torso. Slowly rubbed his eyes, he turned his head to look at Jeonghan.

The sun’s rays gleamed through the window, illuminating the fact that Jeonghan was in nothing but a robe.

“Hey, goodmorning. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, did you?” ☁️ muttered, confused as to why the man was still holding him. Jeonghan raised his head up and rested an elbow on the pillow, him now looking down at ☁️.

“Yes. I brought our bags over to the room because I know we were tired early. Your toothbrush is already in bathroom and you can use my toiletries. Also, I ordered breakfast for us already, I know what you usually get so I figured I’d-“

“Hey.” ☁️ turned his body to face Jeonghan with his eyebrows still furrowed. The man remained quiet, tilting his head in confusion. “Thank you for doing all of this,” ☁️ muttered, raising his head and looking over to the suitcase that sat against the wall, “but.. why’re you acting like this?”

“Like what?”

“Just.. different. You’re treating me, like-“ ☁️ looked down at Jeonghan’s arm across his waist, and then back to him. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t like it?”

☁️ tilted his head as if pondering a response. “I mean..”

“I was too tired to realize what I did last night- or rather, this morning, and considering we slept like that.. I figured you didn’t mind.” Jeonghan stated softly, removing his arm from around ☁️.

“Oh, I don’t mind.. at all actually.”

“Ah, really?” Jeonghan was taken aback, only raising an eyebrow at the response.

☁️ felt his body warm up as he continued to look up at Jeonghan, the man’s lips slowly forming a smirk. As the man slowly leaned into him, ☁️ unconsciously did the same- their faces becoming only inches apart before a series of knocks erupted from down the hotel room’s hall.

Instantaneously realizing what he was doing, ☁️ yanked his head back and faced the opposite direction. He heard Jeonghan huff and slide off of the bed, ☁️ scared to look over to him.

“I’ll be in the bathroom.”

—

☁️ glanced over to Jeonghan, who immediately glanced back from across the tiny table in which they sat. The two awkwardly ate their breakfast together, with the sound of metal forks tapping against porcelain plates echoing around them. The two stole occasional glances from each other, having not said a word since room service’s knock. Finishing first, Jeonghan waited patiently for the man across from

him.

☁️ tapped the napkin on the edges of his mouth and looked up at Jeonghan.

“Thanks for getting me breakfast.”

“It’s no problem..” Jeonghan hesitated. As he opened his mouth to speak again, ☁️ pushed his dishes aside and stood up.

“I’m going to shower quickly.” ☁️ announced, swiftly turning around and traveling back into the bedroom. Jeonghan stood up immediately after, following ☁️.

The man began hastily digging through his suitcase for clothes as Jeonghan peaked in.

“☁️..”

“Yes?” ☁️ responded, continuing to pull items out of the bag.

“Can we talk about earlier?” The man asked, walking into the room and sitting onto the bed.

☁️ huffed and put pulled-out clothes on top of the suitcase. He then looked back at Jeonghan and stood up, sitting next to him.

“I didn’t mean to-“

“You have nothing to apologize for.” ☁️ interrupted, him looking into Jeonghan’s eyes. ☁️ could tell the man was at a loss for words by his wistful eye contact, resulting in him taking Jeonghan’s hands and holding them in his own.

“I’ve liked you for long time.” Jeonghan dully blurted out, him then looking down at his intertwined hands. “If you don’t feel that way, I’d compl-“

“I’ve liked you for a while now, too.”

Jeonghan’s eyebrows rose upward. “Really? Did you know about how I felt?”

☁️ shook his head. “Not really.. you’re naturally caring towards everyone so I didn’t think twice of it.”

Jeonghan looked back at ☁️ and nodded in understanding.

“I’d ask if you knew how I felt, but-“ ☁️ began.

“Actually..” Jeonghan interrupted. “One of the others told me that you liked me a bit.”

“What?!” ☁️ grimaced, unintentionally squeezing the man’s hands.

“It was a few months ago, though. So, I was worried that you didn’t feel the same way anymore. I tried to show you how I felt but I guess you never noticed.”

“What the hell Hannie?!” ☁️ yelled, yanking his hands away and softly pushing the man.

“What?”

“You couldn’t just tell me??”

“I was nervous..”

“Guess you didn’t want me bad enough then.” ☁️ teased, rolling his eyes as he stood up. Jeonghan quickly grabbed his wrist, stopping the man.

“I did..” Jeonghan tilted his head to the side and yanked ☁️ forward once again. The man fell into his body, not noticing Jeonghan’s shy smile.

“Assuming you still do?” ☁️ asked as he placed a hand on Jeonghan’s shoulder, leaning over his lap as the two inched closer.

“Mhm.” Jeonghan responded, placing a hand on ☁️’s waist as the two then smashed their lips together. With his eyes wide open, ☁️ looked at Jeonghan, who had his eyes closed and increased his grip on the boy’s waist. After another second, he felt his body heat back up, ☁️ melting into the flame that was Jeonghan.

☁️ slid the hand on Jeonghan’s shoulder around his neck while placing his other on the man’s chest. It didn’t take long for their tongues to begin intertwining as well, deepening their kiss. ☁️ felt his bulge grow as he slowly rubbed against Jeonghan’s exposed thigh, him also feeling Jeonghan move his hand from ☁️’s waist up to his shoulder. It was then that Jeonghan quickly pulled his lips away from ☁️’s, him instead positioning them onto ☁️’s neck. He bit gently and sucked at the skin, changing his lip’s placement every few seconds. ☁️ practically whimpered at the sensations, allowing his body to soften in Jeonghan’s grasp.

As the man switched to the other side of ☁️’s neck, ☁️ noticed the alarm clock behind Jeonghan- it reminding him of their schedule.

“Hey-“ ☁️ pulled away softly to look at Jeonghan.

“What’s wrong?” The man asked innocently, wippng his mouth.

“We have an hour before we all leave, and I still need to get ready.”

Jeonghan looked down seemingly disappointed, ☁️ assuming he misunderstood.

“I mean I liked it, I just-“ ☁️ looked down to Jeonghan’s lap, where his bulge was very visible despite the thickness of his robe. “Oh.”

“Ah- I’m sorry, you should go shower.” Jeonghan removed his hands from around ☁️ and placed them over his erection. He then scooted away from ☁️, crossing his legs.

“Well you’re already hard..”

“☁️, go shower.”

“Just let me help quickly.”

“….Quickly.” Jeonghan instructed after thinking for a few seconds, him then untying his robe as ☁️ hurried over to his side. The man’s dick popped up as he moved the robe off of his shoulders, exposing his stomach and chest as well. ☁️ placed a hand on his lengthy cock, stroking it a few times before leaning forward and shoving it into his mouth. Shifting his tongue around Jeonghan’s cock as he bobbed his head, ☁️ felt the man brush his hand down ☁️’s back.

☁️ continued to shift up and down, occasionally hearing a soft moan from Jeonghan. After amother minute, Jeonghan moved his hand from ☁️’s back up to his head- grabbing it and forcing the length deeper down ☁️’s throat. Jeonghan now guided ☁️’s head up and down faster and faster between each second, making the man gag.

“Sorry, you okay?” Jeonghan asked after yanking off of his dick. ☁️ wiped his mouth and nodded, pushing Jeonghan’s hand off of his head.

“Yeah.” He responded, placing his lips back onto Jeonghan’s cock shortly after. Back to a normal pace, ☁️ continued oscillating his head, it now earning him frequent moans from Jeonghan. The man continued to throw his head back and whine as ☁️ throated the entirety of his length.

“Ah- I’m close.” Jeonghan eventually whimpered, pulling ☁️ off of his dick but keeping the man’s head close to his thigh. Jeonghan began rapidly stroking his cock in a haze, yelling out as white liquid shot out of his cock. ☁️ watched as some of it fell onto his cheek, him flinching before Jeonghan’s hasty strokes slowed.

With Jeonghan breathing heavily above him, ☁️ raised his head back up, using a finger to wipe the semen off of his face.

“Ah- I’m so sorry, I’ll make it up to you.” Jeonghan said, leaning over to help wipe the liquid off. “I promise.” He then murmured.

☁️ pecked the man on the cheek with a soft smile. “I believe you.” He whispered before standing up and walking over to the bathroom.

“Can’t you just help me?”

☁️ stared at Jeonghan, who held his hands in his jean pockets. The two stood close together in the middle of a dimly lit school hallway.

“Move, I’m not helping you.” Jeonghan responded, attempting to walk around ☁️. ☁️ wrapped his hand around the tiny mic on his collar, using his other to make a fist around Jeonghan’s.

“But you said you would.” ☁️ whispered.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Well, still help.”

Jeonghan sighed as ☁️ took his hands off of the mics, him then holding out his hand. The man placed his palm in ☁️’s and intertwined their fingers. ☁️ smiled and whispered a ‘thank you’ as the two turned to continue down the eerie hallway. Just as they began to walk, footsteps echoed from behind them.

“Hey! What’re you two doing?” Dino called out, him then running over from down the other end of the hallway.

“We’re completing our missions.” ☁️ responded dismissively, softly tugging Jeonghan’s arm to start moving.

“You’re teaming?” Dino asked, him now standing in front of the two.

“No, I’m just doing my mission.”

“Your mission is to hold his hand?” Dino asked, him then reaching his hands out as if preparing to separate the two.

“Pretty much..” ☁️ said, grimacing as Dino placed a hand on both Jeonghan’s and ☁️’s wrist. Dino looked at ☁️ with a smirk before ☁️ whispered, “Dino, I’ll beat your ass if you try it.”

“I’m just completing my mission.” Dino whispered, removing his grip of the duo’s wrist. A small, glittery sticker now sat on both of their hands, leaving the two confused. “I have to leave stickers on each member.. Also you have some stuff on your neck.” Dino pointed at ☁️’s bruises, startling both him and Jeonghan. How he was able to see the hickeys in the hallway’s dimness was beyond them.

“Oh, uh- thanks. I’ll be sure to wipe it off when we finish.” ☁️ responded awkwardly, moving to the side next to Jeonghan to allow Dino to pass them.

“Mhm. Do you know where the other guys are by chance?” Dino asked, looking the two up and down as he did.

“We haven’t- this place is big so keep looking.” Jeonghan responded dryly, moving Dino along.

“So you’ll help him but not me?” Dino complained, rolling his eyes with a smile and continuing down the hallway.

“You’ll be alright.” Jeonghan called out, the two watching as Dino disappeared in the distance.

“You need to steal a member’s phone and make a call on it, right?” ☁️ asked, turning to Jeonghan. He watched as the man got extremely close to him, using a finger from his free hand to peel the sticker off of his other hand.

“Mhm. Let’s follow Dino.” Jeonghan then responded, power walking forward with ☁️ following.

“Wow.. you’re mean” ☁️ teased, practically jogging beside the man. Jeonghan seemed to ignore the comment, him choosing to change the subject instead.

“☁️, when he pointed at your..”

“Is it that noticeable?”

“Mm.. just pull your shirt up.” Jeonghan replied, using his free hand to adjust ☁️’s top.

Their hands still intertwined, the two continued to wander until they found Dino, them watching as he turned the corner. They silently followed from a distance, seeing that he had eventually disappeared into a room. The two crept over to the room’s window, where they saw two other members standing together beside a bright, red light. Another person lingered slowly down the hallway, wearing a large piece of cloth over his head.

“Is that supposed to be a ghost?” ☁️ asked, about to laugh.

“I guess. Let’s just go in.” Jeonghan replied, walking over to the room door and sliding it open. Dino and DK yelled out, horrified, while Seungcheol jumped slightly.

“Relax, it’s just us.” ☁️ giggled, approaching the small group. As the duo strolled over to the other side of the room, Jeonghan leaned over to whisper in ☁️’s ear.

“Tell Seungcheol that your mission is to hug all of the members and then hug him. He’ll do it willingly and I’ll take his phone.”

☁️ nodded in understanding, remembering that Seungcheol usually wears his phone in his back pockets.

“Hey guys, my mission is to hug everyone. Can I?” ☁️ asked as he and Jeonghan stood in front of the three. DK and Seungcheol looked the two up and down, while Dino tilted his head in confusion.

“You told me your mission was to hold hands with him.” Dino said in a state of confusion.

“Oh, no. That’s his mission.” ☁️ replied, pointing at Jeonghan. “You might’ve misheard, you do that a lot.”

“He does! It’s super annoying.” DK responded, turning from ☁️ to Dino. At a loss for words, Dino held his arms out mouthing a ‘What?!’.

“I’ll help you with your mission if you help me with mine.” Seungcheol grinned, turning to ☁️.

“What is it?” Jeonghan asked.

“I have a keychain plushie that Mingyu is supposed to keep on him until the end of the game. He saw DK give it to me after he stole it, so can you keep it away from him?”

Jeonghan took the small dog plushie from Seungcheol and placed it into his back pocket.

“Okay, now come here.” ☁️ said, dragging Jeonghan next to him while he held his arms up for a hug. Seungcheol wrapped his arms around ☁️’s back, squeezing him slightly as the two embraced. With his head in between Seungcheol‘s shoulders, ☁️ could see Jeonghan place a finger on his mouth while looking over to DK and Dino.

“Are those hickies on your neck?” Seungcheol whispered, continuing his embrace.

“No, just.. bruises. I didn’t sleep that well because you booked us a room with one bed.”

“Doesn’t look like you two slept at all.” Seungcheol said, letting go of ☁️.

“Hey Seungcheol!” DK shouted as ☁️ and Seungcheol had finally let each other go. ☁️ looked over to DK and then to Jeonghan, who had Seungcheol’s phone to his ear.

“Stop snitching, Dokyeom.” ☁️ growled, leaving Seungcheol confused and looking behind him.

“Hello?” Jeonghan hummed as he then dragged ☁️ to a corner of the room. He showed the phone screen to a camera attached to the ceiling.

“My mission is complete~” He cooed, smiling brightly. ☁️ stumbled behind again as Jeonghan hurried back over to Seungcheol, holding the man’s phone out as he approached him. He ended the call before Seungcheol was able to snatch the device back.

“Thank you~” Jeonghan waved teasingly. ☁️ smiled at Seungcheol as his mouth was open ajar.

“You two are menaces!” DK yelled out.

——

“So, who completed their missions?”

Jeonghan, ☁️, Dino, Minghao, and Hoshi raised their hands while the others groaned. Jeonghan started.

“My mission was to make a call on somebody else’s phone, and I used Seungcheol’s.”

“You mean you stole it?” Seungcheol argued, throwing his hands up as he spoke. Jeonghan just smiled innocently in response.

“My mission was to follow another member for the entire game, and I followed Jeonghan.” ☁️ stated, him earning some nods from the other members, and another grimace from Dino.

“Anyway, my goal was to make each member wear a sticker until the end of the game. I made sure to get most of them without them knowing. The only people I told were Dokyeom, ☁️, and Jeonghan.” Dino explained, showing everyone his small pack of unpeeled stickers. ☁️ looked over to Jeonghan nervously, the two making eye contact almost immediately.

“I took mine off, actually.” Jeonghan said, showing Dino his wrist. Dino stared at his wrist for a few seconds before smacking the table. He then stood up and began pacing back and forth behind his chair, yelling out as he did so. The group bursted out in laughter as they watched their frustrated maknae sit back down.

After another minute of Minghao and Hoshi explaining how they won (Minghao having to take someone’s flashlight for the rest of the game and doing so by trading one for another with Seungkwan, and Hoshi having to dance the entirety of ‘Super’ uninterrupted- which he did by locking himself in a classroom) the group said goodbye to the cameras and ended their day’s schedule. Their last event was to film a ‘Going Seventeen’ video in a school decorated in a ghostly and haunted fashion, which exhausted everyone.

Jeonghan and ☁️ strolled down their hotel’s posh hallway; their hands still intertwined and bodies close together. After a long day, the exhausted duo solely sought to get comfortable.

“Did you want me to make it up to you tonight?” Jeonghan asked with a sly smile.

“As long as you don’t leave another mural along my neck, sure.” ☁️ replied with a tender tone, him then softly squeezing Jeonghan’s hand and looking over at him.

“Alright.”

a/n: i made u wait two months for this- i’m so sorry lol :,) hope it was worth the wait tho, thank u for requesting ♡ alsooo another side note- but jeonghan is such a hard person to write for because (from what i know/have seen) he doesn’t express himself very much. which is fine, im just scared to write him and how he talks accurately. but anyways thx for reading !

likes, comments, & reblogs r appreciated ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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wonyourdreams · 24 days

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5:13

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

Genre: nsfw, suggestive, Angst

Warning/s: Mentions of mental illness, sexual innuendos, groping, unprotected sex

You enter your office humming while flowers on your hand and salad and water on the other

As you reach your table you put everything down and took your phone out of your lab coat

As you were scrolling through it you felt two hands at the side of your waist which made you flinched

“And who are those from?” a familiar voice whispered through your ears

You froze ‘how is he here? what is he doing outside his containment’ you thought

You just stood there as you put down your phone not wanting to upset the gigantic man behind you who is leaning his chin on your head

“Little Prince I asked you a question” he said softly. “F-from a friend” you said scared of whatever the man is planning

“Don’t lie to me prince” he said pulling you closer

“I-I’m not lying, the hospital gave it to me as a welcoming gift” you said trying not to anger the taller male

You’ve been working on this asylum for almost a month now, the tall man behind you is Kim Mingyu, a psychopath, 6'2, 27, No known family member as he was moved here from prison when he was already in his 20s, he's a former gang member who lead an entire heist

They say psychopaths don’t feel anything, but to Mingyu, you were everything, he wanted you, he didn't understand why, all he knows is he wants to kill anyone who tries to get near you

He kissed the back of your head "You've been out the whole day, I missed you"

You gulped trying to find the strength to ask him a question "Gyu?"

He hummed at your sweet call, "Why are you in my office and not in your room?"

He smiles and giggles a bit, "Little Prince, I've been in this asylum for so long, I know every corner and ways of this place"

His hands that were once on your waist started roaming your chest. "Ahh— Gyu stop" You tried to grab his hands

"Sweetheart we've done this thing before why are you resisting now?" He said

It's true as twisted as it is, you have slept with a madman, at least before you knew he was a psycho, before he got in here, you met him at a bar hooked up and tried to keep in touch, frequently texting, calling, phone sex wasn't good enough but it was the only thing you guys could do while being apart

But one day he never called back, for almost two months you thought you'd never see the greatest sex of your life, yes, he was the best, he knew how to eat your ass, his roughness and mix of his gentle caresses, his big cock, you wanted it but sadly you only got to experience it once, your first and last sex

That is until you were assigned to this asylum, the moment he saw you, not even a week he had you, in his room, one leg up and his big cock thrusting inside you, his warm and huge body wrapped around your figure, as if he doesn't want to let go

"I'm gonna cum inside you" He said, "No, please don't" you tried to resist, "Little Prince, that wasn't a question" he grunts and smirked before sloppily filling you up, continuously thrusting to reach his high, "fuck" he whispers in your ears which was your last straw before reaching your high

Your memory was vivid as if it was yesterday, after that hot and rough sex you were covered in bruises and love marks and right now you were sure it would all lead to the same scenario again

He hugged you tighter, "They're coming"

You're brows furrowed at his statement as he stopped playing with your nipples

Suddenly the window of your office was shattered as a man comes in with ropes and guns

Mingyu grabs your phone, salad and water, making sure you still have all you need before carrying you, well dragging, with his other hand

He handed the man in a mask your stuff before Mingyu grabbed the other rope the man handed him

"Let's get out of here my Little Prince" he whispered and just like that you guys were being lifted by the rope inside a helicopter and as you guys seated comfortably the helicopter makes it's escape leaving you stunned and too shocked to react

Mingyu has his arms wrapped around your waist and kissed the side of your temple, "Let's leave the country" he whispered and you couldn't say anything

A/N: This was a draft from 3 years ago, lol

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writingmeraki · 3 months

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men on a mission.

a kim mingyu drabble !

pairing : secret!agent!mingyu x secret!agent!reader, established relationship ( they are married lmao )

genre : fluff. few rotten tooth worthy fluff.

warnings : kissing and mentions of alcohol/drunkness.

author's note : well. i was inspired by a sort of dream i had abt mingyu and this sprouted out of it lmao. i rlly do hope it makes sense <3 i kinda wanna make this a fic someday but i have too much shit on my hands rn so take this instead :D also unkept, unsaid,ugly emotions other units will be coming soon and maybe something for enha too cause it's been a HOTTT minute ☝️!!

sp. dt to my svt luvr moots 🩷!! @blue-jisungs ; @shuamorollss ; @odxrilove ; @flwoie ; @strxwberry-skiess ; @bambikisss ; @enluv !!!! ( this is my small attempt at showing y'all i am alive and do think of you guys everytime i open this app :( love u all even those who aren't mentioned ! )

word count : 0.9k

small drabble in the same universe ( continuation if you wish ) !!

Mission be darned, you may just get exempted due to murdering your assigned partner.

“Mingyu! Can you please stop drinking!?”

You were sure your forehead might have become red from the amount of times you've been rubbing it and you can feel the grey hair seeping through.

Glaring at said man as he downed probably the fifth shot of some combo of liquor, you turned your attention to the bartender.

His eyes widened as he gulped in slight fear from the anger radiating in your gaze.

“I told you to stop. No more drinks for him.”

You said calmly as he quickly nodded his head and went in a rush to clean the already cleaned up counter for the second time, finding it better to be anywhere but near a furious person.

He knew what he was paid was not worth getting into an argument about how customer service is the top thing and all that.

“Loosen up! Have some fun babyyy!” His words slurred towards the end and you had to stop yourself from grinning at his words. You rolled your eyes at his words before hissing out lowly towards him,

“We are not supposed to have fun, if you remember, we’re here to collect some information!” You were whisper yelling at this point but you doubt anyone would hear you anyways from the loud music playing in the club which was already giving you a headache.

“ ‘s fine~”

“I’ll get it out some other time, just relax yeah? It’s been a while since we went out.”

Sighing at his words, you avoided looking at his face. You knew damn well he had that specific look. The look when he really wanted something from you which you weren’t agreeing on. You think it’s his eyes that get to you every damn time.

Suddenly, he moved from his position and clinged to your arm, almost making you fall off the bar stool as he scooted closer with his, making a screeching sound that would have made you cringe if it weren’t for the fact you were trying not to fall over from the sudden weight added.

“Mingyu!” You yelped as you moved your right arm around him, trying to hold him as support,which was another mission in itself considering how broad his shoulders were.

His face plopped itself on your shoulder, cheek smothered on it as he spoke, “You’re so warm, always are warm.”

You suppose he was somewhat fulfilling the actual mission you’d come for, which was acting like a couple in love as bait to get some information on a group that was specifically targeting couples for their acts and scams.

“Uhm, are you alright?” You turned to the concerned bartender, who had immediately turned towards you once again when he heard your shocked yelp from before.

“If he’s bothering you, I can call security.”

You rolled your eyes, for probably the nth time that night, murmuring under your breath how if he hadn’t given him the shots, he wouldn’t act that way.

“No it’s fine- he gets…clingy when he’s out of it.”

“Gyu?” The coldness of the ring on your ring finger touched his cheek which made him slightly wake up from almost dozing off as you had turned your attention away from him.

The ring didn’t go unnoticed to the bartender as he nodded at you and went about his business.

Turns out your mission was already halfway complete because you didn’t really need to fake being a couple, after all being married for six years is probably as real as it could get.

“You’re so pretty, wanna marry you and just be with you~”

You couldn’t stop the giggle now, your eyes sparkling underneath the club lights as you rubbed his cheek in adoration.

Well what was the point of trying to accomplish the mission anyways? You knew you would be able to get the information through other ways, so you might as well just 'have fun' as your actual partner ( for life ) said right?

Your anger was considerably simmered since it had occurred to you, it had been an actual while since you went out with him. Even if he was your husband, it was tough to get free time when you were both the best at your agency.

“Well I think you’ve already accomplished that yeah baby?” You don’t think you’ll ever get over how your stomach feels like butterflies are roaming around when he grins at you the way he is at the moment.

You’ll definitely never get over how he always and always looks at you like you hung up every star in the universe just for him to gaze at in awe. He looks at you, always did as if you held all the answers to his questions and perhaps in a sense you did. You were his everything, all the answers and all the stars.

“I love you.” Your cheeks were probably hurting from grinning so much, you could never be angry at him.

You moved your face a little closer to his, pecking his nose and pulling back,

“I do too. I mean I don’t think I'd have kept up with your annoying ass for the past almost decade if I didn’t.”

Before he could go on a rant about how mean you were being, you moved again, placing your lips on his, effectively shutting him up as his hazy brain tried to comprehend his long time–lifetime– crush kissing him.

He would never get used to how you would make him feel like he’s a giddy boy in love all over again just from your mere actions. He’s probably been in love a trillion times by now but just with you and only you.

Mission be darned, if he could have you like this at the end of the day, he doesn’t think he’ll ever regret anything.

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