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YOU'RE WORTH IT

genre. fluff. period comfort. warnings. it's mentioned that reader had a toxic ex. anton and reader haven't been dating for too long. mentions of cramps and general period stuff but no blood. kissing. pairing. anton x fem!reader. wc. 981. request. no. a/n. written for @eternalgyu who is suffering :( i hope this helps even a little <33

“Are you sure this is… normal?” Anton questioned a little worried from the other side of the bed. You winced, not only from the excruciating pain you were experiencing, but the sudden guilt that hit you. Maybe you should have tried a little harder to keep your ‘ow’s from distracting your boyfriend from his work.

“Yeah, it’s normal— don’t worry.” You waved him off and rolled to your side so your back faced him, fighting back the tears that started to prick at your eyes. Was it normal for cramps to be this painful?

“Can I do anything to help?” Anton’s voice reached your ear again, this time a lot closer than before. He was peering over your curled up body with concern written on his face. Your face softened a little, and a little of the fear of being annoying washed away with Anton’s look.

Your ex-boyfriend had been… less than understanding whenever you got your period. He always complained about you bothering him or “bringing the mood down” whenever you couldn’t bring yourself to be your usual bright self. He seemed disgusted at even the thought of it and would constantly blame any normal frustration towards him on your period, even when you weren’t on it.

Months of that had quickly trained your brain to be self-conscious of it. You knew it was all normal, of course, but you had started trying to hide the fact that you were on your period whenever you could; almost as if it didn’t exist entirely. 

Even admitting to Anton that it was your time of the month made you want to sink into the floor and disappear. You had expected him to be disgusted or confused or weirded out, but he wasn’t. Instead, he offered to go to the store to get anything you might need, which you politely refused— too embarrassed to make him go out of his way.

You shook your head, “I don’t want you to inconvenience yourself.”

Anton looked at you like you were crazy, “Inconvenience myself? But you’re the one in pain.” 

You diverted your eyes from his, unsure what to do in this situation. Your brain was racing a mile a minute, too hesitant to accept his offer in case it backfired later. But Anton wasn’t that kind of person, right?

“And, besides, you’re worth any amount of inconvenience. I promise.” He persuaded gently. 

“Okay.” You mumbled out. Anton smiled, his eyes crinkling before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“I heard heating pads can help, right?” You could barely answer before he was rushing off to warm one up, and back before you knew it, placing it carefully on your stomach. The heat did feel nice against the pain, but it didn’t make it go away entirely. Anton seemed to notice when your eyes scrunched up as another painful cramp hit you.

“Is it not helping?” His voice came out softer than usual, a touch of anxiousness lacing his question. He was studying your face carefully, giving you his full attention. You weren’t used to someone being so patient with you.

“It is, but I don’t think there’s any way to make them go away entirely. I have to just wait it out.” You said quietly.

Anton frowned, “That’s not fair.”

His comment made you smile slightly, “It’s okay.”

“Is there anything else I can help with?” 

“Distraction?” You suggested, a little skeptical whether it would actually work, but it was worth a shot. 

“Hmm.” Anton thought for a second, giving you a glance before diving forward and capturing your lips without warning. You squeaked slightly from the shock before allowing yourself to focus on the feeling of his soft lips and less on the pain of your cramps. It was pretty effective, if you were being honest. It was easy for your brain to only focus on his lips and nothing else. But there was one problem: you didn’t have unlimited breath.

You pulled apart slightly breathless, and as soon as you didn’t have the distraction to focus on, you were hit with another painful cramp that had you whimpering and sinking deeper into the mattress. Your arms were still around Anton’s neck, clasped at the back, and you brought him down with you.

He shifted to the side quickly before he crashed on top of you and turned so he was facing you again. You were almost sure he would be sick of trying to think of ways to help after 2 attempts, but you were wrong. 

He pulled you closer until you were right up against his chest, safely wrapped around his arms. He tapped on his phone for a couple seconds, clicking on the playlist he had made for you a couple weeks ago. The soft songs on it helped you relax immediately, and you snuggled a bit closer.

“Maybe if you tried falling asleep?” Anton suggested, and you nodded slowly.

Usually it was hard to fall asleep with the pain, but it was surprisingly easy when you were wrapped in Anton’s arms. He started humming quietly along with the music, one of his hands rubbing your back slowly at the same time.

You felt your eyelids droop and finally close entirely. Each time you had a cramp, you would tense up and curl closer to him, and he would hold you just a little bit tighter. Eventually, you were able to fall asleep, and Anton let out a relieved sigh. He hated seeing you in any kind of pain, especially when you seemed so afraid to even tell him about it. 

He knew it would probably take more time for him to earn your complete trust, but he was more than willing to put in the work for it. A little inconvenience on his end was more than worth it. You were more than worth it.

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trapped in elevator with piwon hyung line+intak scenarios

“did we just stop moving?”

“seems like it.. wanna pass the time?”

cws!! keeho- unprotected, strength kink

theo- usage of ‘girl’, degrading, unprotected

jiung- oral ~ idol receiving, praise

intak- oral ~ r receiving, praise

nsfw under the cut! 18+ only

keeho

your legs wrapped around his waist as he fucks you against the wall. his arms flexing each time he drops you onto his dick.

“you like when i fuck you like this? like feeling my muscles?”

theo

your hands and side of your head pressed against the cold elevator wall as taeyang fucks into you from behind. he had pulled up your shirt, too, your nipples hard from the cool air.

“dirty girl. letting me fuck you when help could come any second.”

jiung

on your knees, mouth full of jiungs’ hard cock, his hands in your hair as he helps you suck him off. your soft gagging making him softly moan from the lewd sight and noises.

“you’re so good for me. sucking me so well. perfect doll.”

intak

he had begged to eat you out to kill time, so you quickly make him pull your pants off, moving your underwear to the side. your leg resting on his back while he has a tight grip on your hips.

“you taste so good, baby. want more of you.”

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where do you think riize's favorite place to fuck you is (other than the bedroom)? O_O

shotaro. in practice room. shotaro loves nothing more than having you go with him to practice, he loves having you watch him as he learn new dances and create choreographies. you’re his biggest fan and he loves performing in front of you. he also loves having you there because you’re so accessible when you’re there, especially when you’re alone. sometimes he might pull you to the bathroom to fuck you if the others are there but that’s why he enjoys it more when you’re alone, knows how easily you’ll let him take you when he gets frustrated. how you’ll let him press you against the mirror and fuck you whilst he buries his head in your neck. poor boy gets so frustrated and he loves having you to get out his frustrations.

eunseok. in the club. it’s so public and filthy, so easy to get caught but he finds it so thrilling. you always look so pretty when you go out together, so much so that he struggles to keep his hands off of you. he can’t help it, the way you move against him when you’re dancing, the way you let him roam his hands all over your body. it’s inevitable that the two of you find yourselves in the corner of the room together, his fingers stuffed inside of you and his lips against your neck. he loves the way you sweat against him and pull his hair in the heat of the club. usually ends up fucking you against it with a smile on his face whilst he groans into your neck.

sungchan. in the kitchen. it happens all the time in there, especially in the mornings. sungchan can never stop himself from standing behind you and sliding his arms around your waist, burying his head in your neck just after waking up. you’re always just in his shirt, he’s just in his briefs, you’re so easily accessible that he physically can’t help himself from kissing at your neck and pressing himself against your ass. usually leads to him bending you over the counter and fucking you there or turning you around so he can sit on the counter and fuck you with your legs around his waist and your lips on his.

wonbin. in the shower. he loves shower sex, in the morning, in the night, after he’s already fucked you in bed. he thinks it’s perfect. you always look so pretty with the water falling over your skin and your moan echo so well around the bathroom, it’s just the perfect place to fuck you. he loves pressing you against the shower wall and taking you, biting at the skin of your neck whilst you tighten around his cock, the sound of the water mixed with the sound of his skin slapping against yours just turns wonbin on more.

seunghan. in public changing rooms. it’s a common occurance to have seunghan wanting to fuck you in changing rooms, it’s one of the main reasons he goes shopping with you. he loves seeing you trying on pretty clothes, loves how happy you get when you find something you like but he also likes going into the changing room with you so he can help you try something on then have you ride his cock in front of the mirror, usually in a tight little skirt you’d tried on a few minutes before hand.

sohee. in the living room. it’s close to the bedroom, not too far out of his comfort zone and it’s not something that ever happens purposely. you usually find yourself watching a film in the living room with sohee late at night, more often than not you both end up distracted with each others lips and soon enough you end up seated in his lap, cock stuffed deep inside of you whilst you grind against him and whimper against his lips. the rest of the world gets blocked out the moment you’re on each other, the idea of being caught gets thrown out the window immediately.

anton. in the pool. he loves being in the water and he loves being inside of you, it’s the perfect combination. it’s sneaky, but he loves taking you in private pools late at night in hotel rooms, pressing you against the side of the pool and wrapping your legs around his waist, fucking you whilst you cry outta into his neck and squeeze around his cock. he thinks it’s pure bliss.

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Anton x fem!reader

Wc:4644

friends to lovers, angst, eventual fluff, mutual pining, Anton is kinda stupid whoops

synopsis: after years of loving her best friend, YN just can’t take another heartbreak from him. Anton soon realizes that he feels more for his friend than he initially thought. ౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆

There was something so heart pounding about falling for your best friend. The moment you feel the butterflies, you know you’re in for trouble. Reading into the smallest actions, wondering what everything means. 

But there’s something so heartbreaking when they don’t feel the same. 

YN met Anton when she was eight. They were playing at the same playground, and YN had gotten her stuffed cat stolen by some older kids. Naturally, the girl Cried. Maybe ten minutes later, someone tapped on her shoulder. She looked up, big eyes glossy and red with tears, and saw a boy standing above her, holding her plushie. She looked up at him, lip quivering, taking her plushie. He had gotten it back for her. She got to her feet and threw her arms around the boy, sobbing out her thanks as she hugged him tightly. 

From that day forward, the two were inseparable, two best friends, their bond went beyond the playground and a plushie. The two balanced each other out, Anton’s quiet nature paired with YN’s energy made the two the perfect pair. They were each other’s missing half. 

They grew up together, having playdates and sleepovers, getting to know the other through their years together. They went through their firsts together, played at recess together everyday and walked home together after each day of school. The two were as close as they could be, joined at the hip since that fateful day at the playground.

At some point, YN’s feelings grew as both of them grew up. She realized how happy she was when anton was around, how her cheeks would warm when he’d look her way, how handsome he looked when he wasn’t even trying. 

YN realized she liked anton in 7th Grade. Middle school hormones running wild, she still liked him. So when she was in eighth grade, she told him. 

“Anton,” she took in a breath. “I like you, a lot,” She stuttered but Continued. “I don’t want to lose what we have, but I can’t pretend I don’t feel anything for you,” 

And that same day, YN experienced her first Heartbreak. 

“I don;t feel the same, I’m sorry.” He apologized and watched his friend look down. “But I do care about you. We can still be friends, right?”

YN gulped back tears that threatened to spill and agreed, letting Anton walk her home before letting her tears fall. She said a brief goodbye, and practically rushed up the stairs into her room, sobbing until her parents called her down for dinner. Regardless of what Anton wanted, she knew things would never be the same. But for his sake, she’d pretend to be okay.

It had been for years. 

Their friendship continued, and though YN tried letting her feelings go, she found she was still head over heels for her best friend. Yet he never felt the same, never looked her way. There were times she thought he may feel the same as she did, but just when her hopes got up, he shut them down.

When he had another girlfriend, or had his heart broken, he went to her. He’d hold her close when he needed comfort, let all his emotions go in her arms. But when he got over the heartbreak, and found a new girlfriend, he’d shut her out. Dry responses, rare hangouts, and walks home filled with silence. 

When he would finally hang out with her, he’d tell her how much he loved the girl he was seeing. Or he’d cry about hw heartbroken he was that his relationship ended. She was the one he went to, the one he trusted enough to be vulnerable with. 

But YN didn’t know how many more girls she could hear about without crying. How many more times could she listen to Anton profess his love for another girl he’d break up with in a couple months? How many more of his heartbreaks could she listen to him lament. 

One day, the two of them were sitting in Anton’s room, YN laying back on his pillows while Anton sat on the foot of his bed, texting someone. They’d been sitting in silence for a good ten minutes. YN was beginning to feel fed up, being invited over to sit in silence. 

“Did you invite me over just to text your girlfriend the whole time?” YN asked. She hadn’t been around Anton much since he made it official with his new girlfriend, wanting to respect their relationship. But Anton insisted he come over this weekend, saying he wanted to spend time with her.

Anton blinked and then scooted to lay next to her. He wrapped his arms around her, hands resting on the skin of her waist while his head laid on her chest. YN hated how much comfort she got from this. She knew he shouldn’t be that close. 

“Toni, you can’t do this. You have a girlfriend,” she reminded him, ruffling his hair lightly. 

Anton hummed for a moment. “We broke up,” he mumbled, arms tight around her waist, breathing in deeply. 

There it was. YN went still. SHe moved her hand from his hair, sighing as she laid flat on his bed, going silent in response to what Anton just said. 

“What’s wrong?” anton asked, letting go of her and propping himself up to look at her. He saw her expression, unreadable, foreign to anything he’d seen from her before. He usually could read YN like a book, she was his best friend, he could tell what she was thinking. But at that moment, he was lost. 

“Nothing,” YN sighed and sat up, pushing her hair out of her face. She didn’t look at him, fiddling with the hem of her shirt instead. 

“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” Anton pressed. “Come on, just tell me,” 

Yn turned to him, debating her words. Though part other wanted to salvage the relationship she knew would probably end eventually, the stronger part wanted to finally say her mind.

“How many times are you going to come to me about your heartbreaks?” she asked, voice quiet. 

Anton looked at her, confused. “What do you mean?” he tilted his head, not knowing where this was suddenly coming from. 

“I mean that’s all I’ve been good for,” she sighed. “You get a new girlfriend you ignore me for a few months until you break up and need someone to cry to. You just come around when you need comfort,” 

“No, I don’t,” Anton sat up. “It’s not like that, YN,” 

“Then what is it like?” she asked. “You only come around when you need me to comfort you, or when you find another girl, and you just have to tell me about how much you like her and how you just get butterflies thinking about her!” 

“As my best friend, you should be happy for me! You should listen to my feelings, you should be there when I need you!” Anton scoffed, feeling defensive of his actions. There was no way she could be serious. 

“Yeah and as someone who’s been in love with you since seventh grade, I don’t want to hear you talk about how much you love another girl, how you found your new soulmate, blah blah blah. I don’t want to hear you talk about how much your heart hurts when you broke mine!”

There was silence. YN didn’t register her words until anton spoke. 

“You’re in love with me?” he asked and YN stood up, needing to leave. 

“I’m gonna go home,” SHe muttered stumbling a bit as she grabbed her hoodie, quickly putting it on. 

“YN, no, wait, let’s talk, please,” Anton got up, walking towards the door to stop her from leaving. 

“There’s nothing to talk about,” YN muttered, voice heavy, tears falling before she could stop them. “Please get out of my way, anton,” she didn’t dare look up at him. 

“No, yn please, talk to me-” he felt her push past him, hurrying downstairs to get her shows on. He followed hopelessly. “Please, come on, just talk to me!” 

He heard the slam shut, and ran to the window, watching as his best friend stormed away. 

He texted her for the whole week after, blowing up her phone with texts asking to please talk, missed calls and voicemails of him saying he missed her and wanted to talk things out. He even emailed her a few times for good measure, but got no response. 

A week later she finally answered his texts. They agreed to meet at a park- the park they first met at. Anton was nervous. What would he say to her? What would she say to him? How were they going to recover from this?

She sat on the swingset, hair loose around her shoulders, feet dragging against the mulch. He called her name as he approached, and watched as she looked up at him. She stood up, and he could tell the breath she took in was shaky. 

“I’m sorry for getting upset,” she said first. “I was frustrated.” her voice was soft, almost inaudible. 

“I’m sorry for making you feel like you weren’t important to me. It was shitty for me to use you.” Anton admitted. “I want you to know, I really value our friendship, you mean the world to me,” he gave her a gentle smile.

YN felt her heart shatter, his words crumbling the little hope she had left. There was silence between them, anton looked down at her. YN knew what was about to happen. 

“Just get it over with,” she looked past him, breathing deeply. 

Anton bit his lip. “I’m sorry, I just… don’t feel that for you,” he told her. “But I want us to be friends- i’ll be better I swear, nothing will change between us-”

“No.”

“What?”

“I don’t want to do this anymore,” YN had tears in her eyes. “I tried, anton, I really tried, but I just can’t,”

Anton shook his head softly. “No, YN, please,” He took her hands in his, kneeling down to try and get her to look at him. “Don’t do this, you’re my best friend,”

YN pulled her hands away, shaking her head. “It’s not fair to either of us,” she wiped her tears with her sleeve. “I’m sorry-“

Anton grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving again. He wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let her go.

“Please YN we can figure it out, don’t-“

“Let go of me Anton,” she said through her tears. 

He pulled away slightly, holding her face in his palms, eyes pleading her to stay. She brought up her shaky hands and pulled his away. 

“Let me go, Anton,” her tears ran down her cheeks, stepping back away from Anton before turning around, and went away, not looking back as Anton stood there, tears in his eyes, waiting for her to come back. 

A month passed and Anton held onto the hope his best friend would come back. In the halls he’d wait near her locker, trail behind her in hopes she’d turn around and see him. But she never did. 

She was absent for a week after their last meeting. When she came back, Anton felt like she never saw him. She looked past him when he was nearby while his eyes would linger on her. She’d ignore his many texts and calls. When he’d try and talk to her after class, she’d just brush past him before he could get a word in. It was like she forgot him. 

One day, he saw her with seunghan, walking down the halls happily. He watched her laugh at his jokes, and saw the bright smile on her face that he hadn’t seen in what felt like forever. The smile he would do anything to see again. The smile she used to give him everyday, that was now being made at seunghan and not him. He felt something pang inside him. 

He felt… jealous? There was no way he was jealous. Maybe a little. Maybe he just missed her. That could justify why he felt this way, why he wanted so desperately to whisk her away and hold her close once more, bring her back to him, be the girl he always knew. 

Anton sat with his friends, poking at his food while staring across the room at YN, who was eating with seunghan, laughing like they used to when they were together. His friends noticed his demeanor, how his gaze was fixed across the room at YN, how his brows furrowed more and more as she and seunghan got closer. 

“Anton,” Sohee called his name and snapped Anton out of his daze. He looked over at the older boy. “You good?”

“Yeah,” Anton looked down. “Just thinking” his gaze went back up to YN, looking happier than she looked in a while. Anton hated it. 

Probably the worst thing about this was how close the two lived. They grew up in the same neighborhood, lived a few blocks away. Anton would always walk YN home, sometimes coming inside for a snack or staying for dinner. Now they always walked an awkward distance apart, silence thick between them.

His friends went home with him, they agreed to play some video games before, and just wanted to hang out with Anton, who had seemed out of it for a long while. Anton had one earbud in, listening to his friends ramble. He noticed YN wasn’t in front of him as usual, and began wondering where she was. 

Anton realized how his friends went quiet, and then heard her laugh. The sweet laugh he loved so much. He turned, and saw her walking with seunghan, who carried her bag for her. He’d normally look away, resign to their broken friendship, but this time he couldn’t, not bothering to hide his gaze as she passed. 

He felt it again. That feeling in his chest boiling up as she and seunghan walked ahead of him and his group. He felt his jaw tighten, clenching his teeth together and watched as Seunghan walked YN to her door, ruffling her hair lightly before bidding her goodbye. 

When they got to his house, Anton slumped onto the couch, resting against the cushions, not knowing what to do with this odd feeling. Even as his friends began playing their games, relaxing and having fun, anton felt his heart pang against his chest, a pain erupting from the part of him that couldn’t let YN go. 

“Anton?”

“Yeah?”

“You look pretty out of it. You okay?” Wonbin asked, head hanging off the couch.

There was a beat of silence before anton answered. 

“I don’t like that seunghan guy,” anton sighed. He didn’t know why, he had no reasonable reason. 

“Why? He’s actually really nice,” sohee told him, confused why anton didn’t like the boy.

“I just get a bad vibe from him,” anton explained, not noticing the looks his friends gave each other. They knew his reasoning was bullshit, so it was time they point it out to him. 

“Or Do you just not like that he’s been hanging out with YN a lot?” Sohee asked, and watched as anton’s ears grew red, jaw dropping slightly, trying to laugh off the accusation. 

“What? No! Maybe a little but-” he paused, putting his head in his palms as he sighed. “Why did she have to leave me?” 

“It wasn’t good for her to stay,” Sohee shrugged. “She was valid in her feelings, you know,” 

“Yeah, but i wanted to fix things. We shouldn’t have ended things like that, we should still be friends,” Anton thought of the last time they spoke, how she left before he could beg her to stay. 

“I think you’ll just need to let go,” Wonbin suggested gently. 

“I don’t want to let go,” Anton shook his head like a petulant child. “SHe’s my best friend, i can’t lose her, I can’t let her go,” 

“Anton-”

“And now there’s another guy with her, who’s in the place I used to be. He’s with my best friend, laughing and getting close with MY YN, while i’m here wishing she’d come back!” anton was flustered as he spoke, his friends coming to a realization he hadn’t come to himself. 

“Anton, do you like-like YN?” sungchan asked and Anton furrowed his brows.

“No! I’m just… upset because she’s my best friend and now I've been replaced with some guy!” he tried to explain, cheeks getting slightly pink at the thought. “Oh you’re in love with her!” Sohee laughed, and Anton shook his head frantically. 

“No I’m not! If I was, we wouldn’t be having this problem. I’m just upset, okay?” He got defensive, trying to brush off Sohee’s words. 

“No, Anton, you really like her. And you’re jealous that she moved on and you’re still hung up on her,” Sohee raised his eyebrows, trying to convince Anton of his own feelings. 

“Oh my god, no, I'm not in love with her! Of course I’m upset about this, I’ve known her for ten years. It’s nothing more than that, so drop it!” Anton raised his voice more than intended. Sohee only smirked at the younger. 

“Okay anton, just let me know when you figure it out,” he sighed. 

The rest of their visit, Anton sat in silence, mulling over everything in his mind. When his friends left, he went to his room to stare up at the ceiling. He replayed every word Sohee said. He remembered YN’s words when she ended their friendship. His head began spinning. 

He remembered the day they met, her big eyes looking up at him, how he ignored the butterflies when she threw her arms around him, how he savored the scent of her shampoo. That was the first time he felt it, the first time something in his heart panged. 

He remembered the day she first confessed, how her cheeks got pink and voice shook a bit. He always tried to ignore how his mind raced with the idea of them being more than friends. Anton never would admit to himself how he wanted to say yes, to be her lame middle school boyfriend. 

He remembered her most recent confession, how his heart panged once more. She took him by surprise, made his head swirl with his past childish thoughts how after she left he weighed all possible answers, everything he could say to make her stay. 

He thought about his words the last time they spoke, how he was so sure he felt nothing romantic for his best friend, though now his resolve was breaking. 

He remembered all the times she’d hold him, how warm her embrace was, and how she’d play with his hair while he breathed her in. he remembered the times they’d stay up too late laughing about stupid things, how she’d do his skincare and make him wear a fluffy hello kitty headband to match hers. He remembered how pretty she looked all the time, how there would eb times he genuinely couldn’t think straight when she was with him.

Then it hit him. Sohee was right, Anton was jealous, because the girl he denied his love for was now gone, and with another man. He now let himself admit what he’d been suppressing, what he was so scared would ruin their friendship. He had been in love with YN since they were little kids, since the moment she hugged him. 

He would do anything to get her back. 

The next week, anton tried everything to get her back. He would wait by her locker, sat next to her in classes, bought her chocolate milk and left it on her lunch table with a note on it. 

Each time, she’d ignore his advances. Seunghan would come to her locker with her, reaching for what she needed before handing it over to her, YN never had to look at him. In class she’d scoot further away from anton and crumple up the notes he’d slide over to her, and ignore when he’d poke her arm. When he left chocolate milk for her, she’d rip off the note, crumple it up and throw it away, and give the drink to another friend. 

Anton still refused to give up. He knew he’d have to step it up. 

The rain pounded against the window, YN sat on her bed, listening to the storm outside. She was coming to peace with what was going on, though she couldn’t deny her heart still pounded when she thought about her time with Anton. She did her best to ignore the boy who stole her heart, but it got increasingly difficult when he was annoyingly persistent. 

She heard a light knock at her door and furrowed her brows, standing up and opening the door to see who it was. There he stood, tall figure looking down at her, hair soaked from rain, and a bouquet of flowers in his hands. She stood in silence, trying to process the sight in front of her. 

“What are you doing here?” She asked, looking up at him while trying to keep her 

emotions in order.

“I uh, wanted to talk,” He cleared his throat, pushing the bouquet forward a little more. 

YN just sighed. “What part of not wanting to talk do you not get?” she asked, propping the door open a bit more, walking back in and grabbing a towel. Anton took this as a silent affirmation to walk in. 

He took the towel and dried off his hair, sitting down on the bed while YN sat on her desk, studying him. Her heart pounded as she looked at him, she tried to ignore it, push down how much she wanted to just throw her arms around him. She couldn’t, not after what they went through. She had to be strong. 

“Are you here to talk, or just sit on my bed in silence?” She asked, frowning a little. “If you’re not gonna say anything to me then just go home-” “I’m in love with you,” Anton blurted out.

YN went still. She felt her heart pounding even harder, felt the heat rush to her cheeks as she attempted to process his words. 

“What?”

“I’m in love with you, YN, and it’s driving me insane,” he sighed, looking up at her hopefully. 

She shook her head. “No,”

“No?”

“You don’t get to do that, you don’t get to pull the ‘i love you’ card. Not now, not after everything.” She looked down at the ground. 

Anton stood up from her bed. “I know,” he whispered, taking a step toward her. “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner, i shouldn’t have pushed you away,” 

YN didn’t respond and Anton took another step towards her. He pushed a strand of her hair away from her face, gently bringing his hand to tilt her head up to face him. He looked at her for a moment, fingers playing with her hair idly before speaking again. 

“I think I was scared,” He sighed. “I got caught up in the What-ifs of what would happen if something went wrong. I didn’t want to lose what we had, and I ended up losing you anyway. I realized I loved you too late. I never meant to hurt you, I swear,” 

YN folded her arms, moving her head out of his grip. “You can’t justify using me for your comfort, anton,” She reminded him, and Anton nodded. 

“I know, I was selfish, and wrong, and I’m so sorry,” He apologized once more, moving her cheek lightly to get her to look at him again. She slipped away from him, pushing his chest lightly as she went to sit on her bed. Anton followed, crouching down, eyes begging for her to look at him. “Let me make this right,” he gently held her hand. “I’ll do anything to get you back, please, don’t shut me out,” 

YN Scoffed a bit, trying to look away, but he brought her back to look at him once more, eyes pleading as they looked into hers. She sighed, shaking her head a bit. 

“How could I trust you?” Her voice shook. “How do I know I won’t regret letting you back in? How will I know you won’t break my heart again?” anton saw tears well in her eyes, and he moved to sit on the bed. He took her hands gently, moving so they’d face each other as they sat. 

“Because now I know I was wrong, and I won’t let that happen to us again,” He brushed his thumb against her knuckles gently. “I swear,” 

He didn’t get a response, and when YN looked down at her lap, he decided he’d let her. And he would just speak his mind. 

“I’m so in love with you,” he laughed a bit, and YN glanced up. “And it’s driving me crazy. I fucked up, and I can’t stop regretting what happened, I can’t stop wanting to make things right. I can’t stop wanting you,” 

YN looked at him, resolve slowly breaking as his eyes stared into hers. Every emotion she tried to keep down was rising through her system. She felt warm, unable to ignore the effect anton had on her, his words being all she ever wanted to hear him say. There was silence between them, something unspoken. 

She felt him brush her hair behind her ear and brought in a quiet breath, watching as he gazed softly at her. He began to lean towards her, slowly, giving her the time to push him away. But she stayed still. So he continued. Their noses brushed against each other, lightly grazing each others skin as YN let out the breath she was holding in. Then she felt his lips press against hers, soft, gentle, as if anything more could break them. 

Their kiss was quick, both of them pulling away to take in breaths through their shock. When Anton saw YN’s expression, he wasted no time, pulling her back in closer. YN’s hands rested on his chest as Anton deepen the kiss, shifting more towards her, pulling her in more and resting one hand on her waist, the other in her hair. YN pulled him in more, one arm resting around his neck as she kissed him, letting go of whatever was holding her back.

“Let me take you on a date,” He muttered between kisses, hands massaging her skin. “Let me try again,” 

“Okay,” YN agreed with a smile, feeling his lips trail across her skin, kissing her jaw too. “But we should still talk more about-” her thoughts trailed off as they continued kissing. 

Anton grinned. “Tomorrow,” he just wanted to enjoy the moment. And to kiss her more. “I tried to be all romantic, you know,” he pressed a kiss to her neck. “My mom even helped me pick out flowers,” he moved up to her lips. “I was prepared to get on my knees and beg,”

YN pulled away, laughing at the thought of the tall boy on his knees begging for forgiveness. She looked at him, his shoulders heaving, trying to catch his breath, hair messy. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him to lay on her bed with her, anton quickly moved his arms around her, resting his cheek on her head. 

“You should stay,” YN requested. “I missed you more than I let on,” 

“Oh thank god,” Anton grinned. “I was worried you actually hated my guts,” 

“I tried my hardest,” she smiled up at him. 

The two Spent their time together snuggled up close, anton not willing to let her go further than an arms length away. They fell into a peaceful sleep, together at last, no regrets to keep them awake any longer.  ౨ৎ

the next week, they walked around school together, holding hands and smiling, back to a new normal. Anton didn’t have to tell his friends anything, they figured it out. sohee and seunghan watched them from their table, laughing about everything. Unbeknownst to Anton and YN, they had a little bet that they’d be back together. Sohee actually never thought it would happen, but seunghan knew better.

“Ten dollars,” seunghan held out his hand.

“yeah yeah, whatever,” sohee grumbled defeated. Why did he have to be so good at using common sense?

౨ৎ LETS GOOOO ANTON ONESHOT!!! Lmk if u wanna be added to my new taglist!!! You’ll get to know all I do going forward!!

taglist: @oftenjisung , @vhuteryh , @skzhoe4life , @cheederzchez

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hi I have a request for andteam

When you cried because you think you don't deserve them

It's okay if you are busy i will wait

Ok have a good day

Sweet nothings

&team x reader

Genre: fluff, angst

A/n: Sorry for the late reply! Thanks for the request!! Enjoy!

Koga Yudai (K)

He had just come back from the studio and the first thing his eyes met with was you curled up in the corner of the couch, tears littering your face. His heart dropped and he quickly went to your side. "Hey, hey, what's wrong..?" He asked softly, taking your face gently in his hands, wiping the tears away with his thumbs. His eyes looked at you with concern. You quietly looked up at him with watery eyes. "I... got in my head again..." You replied quietly. "I've been trying my hardest lately to look on the bright side of things but then there's always something bothering me." You explain quietly. He looked down, pulling you against his chest. "What's bothering you love..?" He asked, running his fingers through your hair. "I don't feel like I'm enough.. to you, everyone, myself..like am I doing enough to show you that I love you, am I doing enough so people know that I'm a good person with good intentions and motives..? I just.. I dunno." You said with a sigh, eyes trained onto the ground. "You're more than enough.. and don't let anybody tell you that you're less than that.. what's got you thinking like this love..?" He asked, kissing your forehead. You shrugged, glancing at him. "Oh Y/n..." he said, giving you a sad smile. He made it his mission to get rid of all of the dark thoughts that littered your mind, he'd do it for hours if it meant you'd be okay.

Murata Fuma

He held you tightly in his arms as you cried your eyes out. You guys have been together for quite a bit and he had never seen you this upset before. "Y/n, you're more than enough for me. I wouldn't ask for anyone else. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, I really do. I want you, your flaws, your imperfections, your mistakes, everything that comes with you. You worry to much honey.." He said, looking down at you. You softly smiled at him, feeling reassured. "Thank you.." You said softly, burying yourself into his warmth. "Of course sweetie." He replied, pulling you in closer.

Byun Euijoo (EJ)

One of your friends led EJ to the practice room you broke down in. "I have no clue what's wrong.. I was hoping you would.." She said, opening the door for him. He sighed with a small frown. "Thanks." he said, walking in and quickly pulling you into a hug. Quiet, choked sobs were all that left your lips as he held you, he didn't ask any questions he just tried his best to calm you down. It's not the first time this has happened so he knew what to do. "Shh.. breath angel.." he spoke softly, gently rubbing up and down your back. That's all you needed to feel better, just to be held and understood, and EJ had that for you.

Wang Yixiang (Nicho)

You automatically went to find Nicho as soon as you felt tears stream down your face. Gently knocking on his door. He almost immediately opened it just to be met with your tears stained cheeks and furrowed eyebrows. "N-Nicho..." You said quietly with a broken voice. "Oh no, Baby.." He said, looking at you worriedly. He pulled you into his room and sat you down on his bed. "Talk to me Y/n.." He said softly, brushing your hair out of your face. Tears automatically began to spill out from your eyes once again. "They said I wasn't good enough.. for you or for anyone.." You said quietly. He took you hand, gently caressing it. "What..? Baby who..?" He asked. "The girls.. at work.. they won't shut up about it.." You replied. He sighed, slightly irritated, this wasn't the first occurrence with those girls. "Baby, ignore them.. I know it's hard but, know that it isn't true okay..? You are enough. Especially for me, okay..?" He said softly, looking at you. You nodded. "Okay.. "

Nakakita Yuma

You hated the Internet, you hated it with all of your heart. You could never understand how people could make up the meanest comments about you, and they didn't even know you. You sat on the ground, scrolling through the endless horrible hate comments. You hoped you could at least find one positive one but no. Yuma had walked in, unnoticed by you. Suddenly a gentle hand took the phone from your hands and turned it off. Yuma crouched down to your eye level, looking at you with worried eyes. "Why do you do this to yourself precious..?" He asked softly, wiping your tears away. He pulled you closer to him, kissing your head. "You're enough Y/n."

Asakura Jo

You had been hanging out in the studio as Jo practiced with a dance partner. You watched as they bonded fairly easy and how the their movements perfectly paired with each other. Sitting there in thought. Should I even be with him right now? Why would he want to be with a no body? He should date one of those ethereal idols that were up his alley. You sighed quietly and got up, leaving the studio to go outside. You sat on a bench just waiting for all of this to be over. "Hey you okay..?" Jo asked, walking out of the buildings front door with his bag, assuming he was just about ready to leave. "Oh-yeah.." You nodded, glancing over at him. He sighed quietly and sat next to you. "Alright, what's wrong..?" He asked softly. "Nothing." You responded blankly. "No, I know somethings wrong, the Y/n I know doesn't act like this." He said. "Are you sure you wouldn't be happier with someone else..?" You asked, finally turning to him. Your question had caught him off guard. "What..? No, of course not. Y/n, I wouldn't be with you right now if I didn't like you." He said softly. You sighed quietly. "Sorry.. I don't mean to doubt you." You apologized. "Don't apologize.. sometimes you just need a bit of reassurance." He said with a small smile, gently pecking the corner of your mouth.

Shigeta Harua

At school a lot people found Harua attractive. Which is fine you had thought so too of course, but as a foreigner a lot of people didn't seem to like the fact that you were with him. And of course that came with a lot of looks and people talking behind your back. Usually you had no problem tuning their voices out. However, recently it's been getting to you. Eventually their voices became too loud to handle. "Can I use the bathroom?" You asked the teacher, she gave you the nod of approval and you darted out the door of the classroom. You went inside of a stall and sat on top of the toilet to cool off. What the hell is going on with me? I was totally fine, why all of a sudden? You slightly jolted up as you got a message from your phone.

Harua💌: hey, are you alright? Wya?

Y/n: all good, I'll be back

Harua💌: typing...

You closed your phone before he could reply and headed out the stall, you purposely waited until it was time for lunch, walking out of the bathroom you of course ran into Harua. "You're being weird, what wrong?" He asked, lifting your head up by your chin, forcing you to look at him. "... I don't know.." You spoke truthfully, tears threatening to spill. "I used to be perfectly fine, had no trouble ignoring what they say about me but now it's hard to ignore, they won't stop.." you said quietly, tears streaming down your face. "Love..." he said with a small frown, pulling you into a hug. "You're alright.. you'll be okay.." He reassured you softly.

Takayma Riki (Taki)

His friends never seemed to like you much. You could never understand why, you weren't a bad person. "Taki could do better." "He could pull anyone, and he settled for her?" "Bro what are you doing?" You sighed quietly and left the conversation, walking away from them. You hear Taki scold them from behind you as you walked off. You heard some yelling but chose to tune out the words. "Y/n!" He yelled. He caught up to you, taking your hand. "I'm so sorry.. they don't know what they're talking about. Don't worry about them, they're irrelevant." He spoke, taking your face in his hands. "Your perfect." He said with a soft smile, looking at you with love struck eyes. And you of course couldn't help but smile back at him.

Hirota Riki (Maki)

You had been avoiding Maki all day, and he knew it, he was worried that he had done something wrong. He had let it slide for the school day, but when you didn't respond to his text he went to your house. You sighed quietly as you went to open the door, already knowing it was him. "Hey.." I said quietly. My eyes glanced at everything but him. "You're avoiding me." He said. You glanced at him then glanced away. "No I'm not." you denied. "Then look at me." he said, taking a step closer to you. You hesitantly looked up at him, tears pooling in your eyes. "Schatz, what's wrong..?" He asked softly with a frown, even though he already knew what was wrong, he always knows what's bothering you. You didn't reply, leaning your head onto his chest with a quiet sob. He looked down at you worriedly, wrapping his arms around your waist. He wasn't going to make you spit it out, but he'd be there when you were ready to.

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innocent 𐙚 anton lee

warnings. best friend!anton x female!reader, virgin!reader x experienced!anton, virginity loss, nipple sucking, hair pulling, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, pulling out method, quite light-hearted, eludes to a corruption kink.

wc. 4k

summary. anton comes home for the summer and the two of you find yourselves having a deep conversation.

part of my late 2k prompt event

2. “let me take care of you”

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“how’s idol life?”

“tiring” anton shrugged as he responded to your question, hands resting on his stomach as he laid on your bed “i love what i do but sometimes i miss being back here” he turned his head to the side to look at where you sat on the bed next to him, back against the head board with with yours in his hair.

“at least you’re back for a few weeks” anton smiled softly at your reply, fingers pushing through the soft strands of his hair. his eyes were tired and he felt them begin to shut, yet he didn’t feel like sleeping yet. he found himself sitting up next to you instead.

“how have things been here? anything new? any boyfriends i need to beat up?” you laughed as your hands dropped to your lap.

“no one”

“and why not?” you shrugged at his question, paying no mind to how nosy your best friend was.

“i mean, the girls have been encouraging me to find someone over the summer but i don’t know how likely that’ll be”

“they want you to get into a relationship?”

“they want me to lose my virginity, tonnie”

“ah” the topic of your virginity wasn’t a sore one, the two of you just never discussed it “do you want to?” you shrugged again.

“yeah” you sighed for a moment, looking over at anton “but it’s okay it’ll happen one day”

“why do you want to lose it?”

“i just wanna know what it feels like, the girls are always talking about how good it is and how it feels so much better than when they do it themselves and i’m just curious i guess. there’s only so much a girl can do before she needs more” anton watched you carefully as you spoke, head tilting to the side as he thought.

“i get it, i was the same”

“how do you feel now you’re not a virgin?”

“the same, just hornier”

“oh that’s not good” his fingers found themselves tracing mindless patterns against the skin of your thigh “i don’t need more horniness”

“it gets that bad for you?” anton wasn’t sure why he was asking such questions, neither of you had ever delved into such a realm together before.

“yeah, sometimes i’m at it every night trying to get some sort of relief, most are filling with mediocre orgasms that barely make me feel anything”

“i didn’t realise you struggled so much” you laughed at his choice of words.

“i’ll be fine once i get some help”

“do you want some now?” anton was, well anton. he wasn’t bold, he was quiet, kept to himself, anton had absolutely never forwardly asked a girl if she wanted to sleep with him. until now, at least. he panicked for a moment, not knowing how you’d react to his sudden question.

“you want to take my virginity?”

“do you want me to?” silence filled the air as you looked at each other, his fingers paused their patterns as his hand flattered out on your thigh. it was in the moment that you realised just how close together you were, his hand on your skin sent heat to your core.

“yes”

“are you sure?”

“one hundred percent” anton nodded and squeezed your thigh. he moved himself, kneeling back so he could position you to lay on the bed, his fingers trailed along your thighs whilst he looked down at you.

“then let me take care of you, i’ll give you what you need, okay?” you nodded, eyes seemingly gazed over at the tension that had formed around the two of you.

anton could never have admitted his attraction to you out loud, part of him thought maybe he was being selfish by taking your innocence but the other part of him knew you wanted it too. anton could recall the first time he had a wet dream about you, how you bounced so prettily on his cock and cried out his name. he remembers how quickly he darted to the shower when he woke up and how even though he tried not to, he ended up with his hand flat against the tiled wall with his other tugging at his cock quickly, images of you flooding his mind as he came.

it was the start of a vicious cycle for anton, he felt like he’d just hit puberty by the way he was growing hard everytime he was around you, dreaming nightly about having your precious cunt wrapped around his cock whilst he drilled into you. sure, anton had girlfriends and one night stands and they usually took his mind off of things but once he saw you again he folded.

he wasn’t sure if having sex with you would make the dreams better or worse, but he guessed there was only one way to find out. one thing he knew though, was that you were even prettily in real life than in his dreams. your lips parted as you looked at his face, eyes focused on him as you let out a deep breath. beauty was subjective but anton believed anyone would’ve been blind to not see beauty in you.

focusing on the moment at hand, anton laughed lightly,l as he leaned over you, feeling one of your legs hook around his waist and your foot rub against the back of his thigh.

“what are you thinking about, tonnie?”

“how we ended up here” you frowned slightly as you looked at him.

“we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to”

“no no i do i promise i do, there’s nothing i want more than this. i know no one will give you the experince the way i can, love” you smiled lightly at him, hand reaching up to hold his cheek, thumb rubbing over the skin as your other hand pressed against his clothed chest.

“i trust you more than anything, i want this” anton sighed as he leaned closer to you, lips barely touching yours as he tested the waters. he pushed them a little further against yours, kissing you softly. the kiss only lasted for a short moment, a peck that confirmed to the both of you that this is what you wanted.

it only took a second of your lips to be parted for him to lean in again, lips pressing softly against yours as he brought you into a slow kiss, it made you feel dizzy as it grew deeper. your hand fingers their way to the strands of hair he had sitting at the back of his neck, breathing getting heavier as he continued to kiss you.

this was one of the things you craved most, the intense making out that left your cunt throbbing for attention. you weren’t sure on how to portray your need to anton without whining, the whine slipped out once he broke the kiss. his cheeks were flushed as he looked at you, his knee slipping in between your legs and pressing against your core, you gasped at the feeling.

“how are you feeling?” his voice was soft as he asked, barely speaking above a whisper.

“i need you” you believed the whimper that fell from you as you spoke was pathetic, but anton thought it was the hottest thing you’d ever done.

“need?”

“so bad tonnie, please” he could never deny anything you asked for, especially this. one final, gentle kiss to your lips was all it took before he knelt up once again. his fingers pushed under your shirt, looking at your face for any sign of discomfort or hesitation. “you can take it off, it’s okay” he nodded at your confirmation, fingers gently brushing against your skin as he pushed your shirt over your head and dropped it onto your bedroom floor.

he wasn’t expecting for you to be bare under your shirt, yet he was pleasantly surprised to find out you were. he couldn’t help but admire you, every skin was so soft as his fingers traced over it, nipples so hard as he thumb brushed against them. he took note of the way you squirmed as he brought his hand to cup your breast, your nipple being rubbed between his thumb and index finger before he leaned down.

as his hand squeezed one of your breasts, his other hand held the underneath of the other, pushing it up so he could wrap his lips around your nipple. he let his tongue glide over the hardening bud as he sucked lightly, letting your fingers lace them through his hair and pull gently as you whined at the unfamiliar feeling.

he savoured the feeling of your nipple on his tongue, already adoring the way your body reacted to him sucking on it. he released it from his lips before moving to the other one, this time his tongue poked out of his lips, flicking over the nub a few times before leaving open mouthed kisses against it. he felt his cock twitch in his pants when you moaned and pulled a little harsher on his hair.

he pressed a final kiss to your nipple before kissing along the valley between your pressed, lips parted leaving wet spots in his path as he made his was down your body. his fingers hooked over the the waist line of your trousers, catching your panties with it. he looked up at you for a moment, lips still attached to your skin as you nodded to him.

he hummed against your skin as he slowly pulled them off of you, head lifting as he dropped them to the floor, fingers curling around your inner thighs to part your legs for him. he groaned at the sight of you bare in front of him, opting to pull his own shirt over his head so you didn’t feel alone.

“you’re so pretty” he admired you from head to toe, your body made his heart flutter and the sight of your cunt glistening under the light left his cock fluttering too. he noticed the way your eyes lingered on his body, tracing every detail of his abs as he knelt before you. your fingers reached out to touch them, nails lightly raking against his skin before you looked at his face.

“so are you”

anton’s fingers trailed up your inner thighs before they reached your pussy, his thumbs pressed against your lips as he held them apart and looked at you. his mouth watered at the sight of your slick cunt.

“let me eat you out baby” you whined at the way he was looking at you and how he spoke to you, his words went right to your core.

“please” he moved back until he was laid on the bed, he looked up at you as his thumb brushed over your clit.

“have you ever been eaten out before?” you shook your head and whimpered, the situation growing intense and overwhelming you. there wasn’t a word you could think of to describe the way you felt toward anton in that moment, just primal need for him to touch you. anton found himself loving your answer, his mouth watering as he thought about tasting your untouched, innocent cunt.

he leaned forward, parting his lips and breathing over your slick folds before he placed a wide, open mouthed kiss over your pussy. he let his lips drag along your flesh before he done it again, being gentle as he kissed you. his hands hooked under your thighs so he could pull you closer to his face, tongue peaking out of his lips so he could press it against your slit, dragging it along your core before circling your clit with it.

he groaned as the taste of you filled his mouth, lips closing around your clit as he heard you whimper and felt your fingers grip at his hair. you were so sensitive, so sweet and whiny at every little touch. even with the small amount of stimulation anton had began to give you your hips were squirming under him, your shut as you took in the feeling of his tongue.

he was slow, not wanting to overwhelm you by going too fast. his tongue circled your clit, lips kissing over the top of it repeatedly, lips only wrapping around it and sucking on it when he thought you were ready. anton felt an intense spark run through his cock when you moaned a little louder at the feeling, the sound of you becoming breathless and moaning because of him made his cock leak.

he sucked a little harder on your clit, tongue flicking over it a little faster as he was determined to make you cum. somewhere during his actions, his middle finger found your sopping hole, the tip of it carefully circling it before he pushed it inside of you. you gasped as you felt it, his finger was longer than yours, thicker too. along side his tongue flicking over your clit, you felt as if your body was beginning to fall apart.

for a moment he released your clit, head lifting up to look at you as his finger curled inside of you. “how does it feel, baby?” you whimpered when you parted your lips, gimping as you felt another finger being pushed into you.

you were a stranger to fingering, yet it felt different having someone other than yourself do it to you, especially anton. “it’s good” your voice was weak, it was all anton needed to hear, the shaky, whiny undertone of your words had his heart melting. he smiled at you before ducking his head back down, two fingers curling inside of you as he wrapped his lips around your clit once more.

you couldn’t explain how you felt, there was an intense feeling running through your clit as anton sucked on it. you struggled to keep yourself quiet, couldn’t keep your eyes open nor could you stop your legs from shaking. the mix of his tongue with his fingers left you a wreck, unable to find a way to tell him that you were about to cum.

“cum when you’re ready baby” you whimpered hearing him talk against your cunt, his fingers speeding up their movements inside of you as he drove you to your orgasm, wanting nothing more than to feel you spilling onto his tongue and giving you your first ever orgasm from someone else.

the feeling of your orgasm hitting you was like nothing you’d felt before, you weren’t sure how to react as it ran through you. moans left you instinctively, anyone name slipping out without you realising as you came on his fingers and tongue. letting him drag out every last drop of your orgasm until you could give him anything more.

anton’s lips were slick when he lifted his head from your cunt, slowly withdrawing his fingers from your hole before looking down at you. he admired the way you were breathing heavily, how your eyes looked tired and how you struggled to keep them open as you attempted to regain your breathing. there was a subtle smile on your lips as your eyes opened, anton returned your smile as his hands soothingly rubbed your thighs.

“do you want to continue?” his question was simple but he needed to know, not wanting to give you too much all at once.

“please”

“i don’t have any condoms”

“i don’t either” you started, looking down at the bulge that had formed in his pants before looking back at his face “but i trust you, plus you can pull out right? i can get the morning after pill tomorrow just to be precautious” anton looked at you, fingers creeping up your skin before lacing with yours.

“it’s completely your choice baby” he lifted your hand and brought it to his lips, pressing then softly against the back of it “i’m okay with whatever you want to do”

“then please tonnie, i need you” he nodded before kissing the back of your hand again, letting go of it as he stood up to remove his sweats and briefs. you never knew what to expect when seeing antons cock, the size being unknown to you until he revealed it. the thickness of his cock intimidated you slightly, it looked heavy as it weighed itself down, the tip red and slick, leaking slightly.

you watched as anton knelt up between your legs, his hand wrapping around his cock as he laid it against your stomach. your eyes stayed glued to it, fingers itching to wrap around it so you could feel it in your hand.

“go on, it’s okay” it overwhelmed you how easily anton could read what you were thinking. you let your hand fall to your stomach before you reached down to wrap it around his cock, it did feel heavy in your hand. anton groaned as he felt your soft skin glide against him, your hand feeling gentler than his ever had as it ran along his cock.

“is it going to fit?” your question was genuine and innocent, slight concern lacing your tone as you looked up at his face. anton almost hated the way his cock throbbed at the sound of it.

“it will” he nodded before continuing “but you don’t have to take all of me angel. i’ll be gentle with you and you can decide how much you want to take. if it’s too much we can stop okay? all you have to do is tell me”

“i love you tonnie” anton has heard you say that multiple times in the past but it felt different in this moment, your voice appeared more vulnerable as looked down at you. his hand reached for your face, thumb brushing over your cheek as he leaned down to kiss you softly.

“i love you too baby” his face stayed near yours, hand moving to lace his fingers through yours and press them down against the mattress near your head, letting you dig your nails into the back of his hand as he replaced your hand that was wrapped around his cock with his own.

“are you ready, love?” you gulped at his question, eyes watching his. he looked at you with a gentle gaze, never taking his eyes off of yours.

“i’m ready tonnie” he watched you for a moment, tip of his cock pressing against your soaked clit. your lips parted at the feeling, breathing growing a little deeper as he dragged it down your slit.

he was focused on you when he pressed the head of his cock against your inviting hole, he felt you clench before he properly pushed it in. his thumb rubbed against the back of your hand, lips pressing against your temple.

“you can relax baby, it’s okay” you took a deep breath as you tried to let your body relax, allowing yourself to sink into the sheets under you. anton paid mind to the way you gasped when the head of his cock shifted inside of you, pressing slightly deeper as his girth stretched you out.

you opened your mouth, wanting to tell him how big he felt but all you could do was whimper. it didn’t hurt the way you’d first believed it would, but the stretch was overwhelming. it wasn’t painful but there was an ache in your cunt that you couldn’t shift, the only way the ache hurt was because you were aching for something more, but you weren’t sure what that something more was.

“is it too much?” anton wasn’t all the way inside of you, the parts of himself he did give you were slowly being dragged in and out of you. letting you adjust to the way you were taking him. you shook your head at his question, gulping before trying to respond.

“i want more” you sounded broken when asking for more, anton groaned a little louder as he shifted more of himself inside of you, watching your face carefully as he slowly pushed the rest of his cock into your welcoming heat.

anton felt overwhelmed but he didn’t want to show it. you were wrapped tightly around his cock, your slick making it hot inside. he wanted to make you feel good, wanted you to feel safe and comfortable under him whilst you took his cock but you just felt so good, too good, it took a lot in him to not go dizzy because of it.

he kept himself still once his cock was seated completely inside of you, looking at you as you clenched around him. your eyes opened gently as you looked back at him, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were wide, he looked like a mess. a pretty one, at least, but a mess. you wondered just how much he was suffering from this.

anton’s free hand laced through your free one, both of your hands now intertwined as he pulled his hips back before pushing them forward again. it was a smooth, slow motion. his cock filled you up incredibly well. the ache you felt in your core was beginning to fade, having every inch of him inside of you only increased the pleasure you felt inside of you, rather than an ache.

“it’s so good tonnie” your voice broke mid sentence, eyes not being able to stay open as he fucked you slowly, stretching out your cunt with each soft thrust forward. whine-like moans fell from your lips as you took him, anton found himself groaning during it too.

“you feel so fucking good baby” anton moaned as he spoke back to you, his forehead pressing against yours as he basked in the way you felt around him, finding himself quickly becoming obsessed with how perfectly your cunt molded around him.

within a few moments one of his hands let go of yours, soon enough you felt his thumb press against your clit, small circles being rubbed against the slick, swollen numb as he continued to fuck you slowly.

“wanna make you cum” he told you, head lifting from yours so he could look down at you, thumb speeding up as his thrusts stayed the same “want you to cum around my cock, baby” you nodded and whined a little louder at his words, already feeling your body heat up a little more as he continued pleasing you.

“i don’t think im gonna last long tonnie” you whined through your words, back arching up, chest pressing against his as his cock slipped a little deeper inside of you, head seemingly finding a spot inside of you that had moan after moan slipping from your lips.

“it’s okay baby you can let go whenever you’re ready” he treated you so well, cared for you as if you were going to break apart at any second, you were fragile under his touch. all he wanted to do was make you cum around his cock and bring you to heaven.

bringing you to your second orgasm brought anton joy, but also left him tilting toward the edge. he let you fall apart under him, feeling your legs shake and your fingers dig into his hand and back as he fucked you through it. only pulling out once he knew you were done. anton quickly found himself kneeling up over your body, hand jerking off his cock as he released himself over your skin.

looking down at you, anton couldn’t help but admire the way his cum covered the skin of your stomach and how tired your pretty face was. he kissed you again, lips barely touching yours as he let you relax under him. it took him a few moments to get the courage to stand up and leave you, almost rushing to find a towel to help you clean up, gently dragging it along your flesh to help you before letting it fall onto the floor. caving the moment he heard you whine for him to come back to you.

once he did, his fingers raked through your hair as you laid against his chest, arms wrapped around his body tightly as if he was going to disappear within seconds. he could feel your body growing heavy against his, breathing steadying out as you allowed your exhaustion to take over your body.

anton wasn’t sure how the following day would play out for the two of you and how this would affect your friendship, he could only pray that any change that was incoming would be good.

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I THINK WE NEED TO TALK ABT MORNING AFTER WITH ANTON?? With the sun streaming in and you both are lying naked😭 he probably looks like a Greek god with the way he lays on the bed naked and the way the light hits him (he’s literally modern day Adonis or smth😩) would literally just want to prop yourself up to stare at him😔 he’ll probably wake up after a while and pull your naked body over his while you both are giggly and shit and you just snuggle yourself into his (incredibly firm and well built) chest and you both just sleep the day away, you lying on top of him (and go another round later)

im going to be thinking about this for the rest of the day

just imagine after a long night with anton, the both of you falling asleep right away after he had cleaned you up and cuddled next to you. waking up the next morning (probably early afternoon,) you’d see the boy still sound asleep with his lips parted while he breathed, face sunken into the pillow. your intertwined bodies were separated throughout the night, but you two were still close. you took the space between you two as the perfect opportunity to admire the boy. you would trace his features with your eyes, loving the way the light that peered through your curtains hit him at the perfect angles. he’s so beautiful that if you were told he wasn’t human, you’d believe it.

once he finally woke up , he’d notice you looking at him and smile , giving you a cute “good morning baby” before he’s pulling you by the waist to have your body on his. you’re resting on his chest while he traces patterns on the middle of your back with his fingers, occasionally traveling to your side to pinch or tickle the flesh while you two just enjoyed each others company.

at some point you both had fallen back asleep, not worrying about the world outside of your bedroom. you had a leg wrapped around his hips, head snuggling between where his arm connected to the rest of his body. that arm wrapped around your neck so his hand could rest on your breasts, innocently kneading the soft flesh. he’d leave soft kisses on your forehead and your hair, telling you how much he loves you and that he really enjoyed last night. you’d make a joke about recreating last nights event, but he didn’t take it as a joke. almost like he was a bull who was being teased with a red flag, he’d have his mouth on you in an instant. kissing all over your body while you had your hands in his hair, messily eating you out until you were cumming on his tongue, still a bit sensitive from last night.

i feel like he’d be into soft, lazy sex the morning after, his energy level not being 100% but he still wanted you. so he would just turn you to the side so he could spoon you, holding your leg up with his strong arm while he stretches you out with his cock with slow, deep thrusts. he’s a huge sucker for intimacy so the low moans that came out of you with each drag of cock inside of you has him cumming so fast :3 he’d whisper sm praises in your ear to trigger your own orgasm, you would stay in that position for a bit longer, cockwarming him since neither of you wanted to separate

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Which members of Riize do you think are doms, and who do you think are subs?

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i think they can all vary so i’ll write what each member would be like as a dom and as a sub

shotaro

dom shotaro would have so much stamina, fucking you until you’re both worn out and ruined. he loves the power he has over you but he’s not too cocky about it, will hold your chin and laugh at you when you look at him with wide eyes but will also kiss you softly and assure you that you’re doing so well for him. he loves praising you and being sweet to you, calling you his sweet girl and encouraging you to continue when you’re getting tired. he loves fucking you from behind, so obsessed with your ass and being able to fuck you into your mattress. dom shotaro is just a sweetie.

sub shotaro is the most gentle soul. poor boy just wants to cum and will let you do anything to him in order for that to happen. may even go as far as letting you peg him… one thing he really enjoys is when you suck him off, always whimpers so sweetly when you do, the softest, sweetest whines and pleads whilst your tease his cock with your tongue. he loves eye contact, will always try his hardest to keep eye contact with you even when he gets overwhelmed, you may even get him to cry.

eunseok

dom eunseok is a wild card, you can never be too sure on what you’re going to get. hard dom eunseok is mean and can be unforgiving, will laugh at you when you beg whilst telling you to beg more, wraps his hand around your throat and fucks you until you’re squeezing his cock and cumming around him, crying out his name with each sharp, deep thrust he makes. soft dom eunseok is very praising and loving. he just loves loving you. telling you he loves you, telling you how beautiful you are, keeping his eyes on you whilst he fucks you deep and slow and groans out how good you feel around him. it’s intimate and romantic, intense, it usually comes out late at night after a long day or after a particularly romantic date. sometimes he just needs to show you how much you mean to him.

sub eunseok is sweet but he can be a brat, he’s not hard to put in his place though. he’s a sweet boy who’ll cave the moment you cup his jaw and tilt his head up so you make eye contact, call him your pretty boy and he’ll fold for you right away. he’s compliant and will let you do what you want, will sit back and whimper whilst you edge him and then cry when you overstimulate him. eunseok is really obsessed with having you ride him especially after you’ve edged him endlessly, sinking down on his cock after denying multiple orgasms will ruin him completely. whimpers whilst you swallow his cock with your cunt, looks up at you with the widest, wettest eyes whilst choking on his moans. tried his hardest not to but always ends up cumming quickly, let’s you use his cock to make yourself cum though.

sungchan

dom sungchan tends to be really energetic and lively. he has a lot of stamina and more often than not he’s using all of it when fucking you. he just loves fucking you, finds himself dizzy and obsessed with the way you feel about him, so much so that he ends up continuing to fuck you long after you’ve both came. it’s not a night with sungchan if both of you don’t end up completely overstimulated and fucked out. dom sungchan is very big on his size and strength kink, he loves anything that gives him power over you. seeing you so small and weak when he lays you down under him makes him dizzy, he just loves how easily he can manhandle you and use you in any position he wants. might get a little degrading sometimes but it’s all in good faith, he likes making sure you know he loves you but he also likes reminding you that you’re his sweet little cock sleeve who’ll take all of his cum.

sub sungchan is the sweetest boy, he can do no wrong. he’s whiny, pouty, cries so easily. poor thing just wants you to praise him and make him cum, it’s that simple. he whimpers a lot, whenever he tries to talk he finds his voice comes out higher in pitchy and whiny even when he doesn’t mean for it to. always looking at you with wide eyes that are slowly filling with tears. sub sungchan is just the sweetest thing. isn’t one to be bratty, doesn’t really feel the need to because he knows how easily you’ll fold and coo at him and let him cum. one thing he does often do is beg though, most of the time he doesn’t even mean to. when the pleasure gets too much for him he ends up begging and whining for you to let him cum, just please repeated over and over as he gets closer to the edge. would let out the prettiest broken moan if you denied his orgasm.

wonbin

dom wonbin is a fever dream to be honest. he’s filthy, mess, completely different to how he is in everyday life. he can be a little sadistic, often having a little smile on his face whilst he’s teasing you. laughing when you whimper as he fucks you deep and hard with his hand wrapped around your throat and his eyes on yours. he just wants to break you apart and he thinks you’re the cutest thing when you finally do break. he’s also just a complete sight, just looking at him when he’s in his dom head space could make you cum. the way he leaned over your with his hair falling over his face whilst talking to you in a teasing tone is enough to have you clenching around nothing and whimpering under him. he just knows how to get to you and he loves it.

sub wonbin is just a complete pain slut. he’s so sweet and lovely on the outside, seemingly ready to be good for you and have you be gentle to him but gentleness is the last thing he wants. wonbin craves for you to be rough with him, wants you to wrap your hand around his throat when you ride him, wants you to pull harshly on his hair whilst he whines at the pain and he does secretly want you to slap him. he’s shameless, will look at you with big, wet eyes and flushed cheeks whilst grabbing your hand and bringing it to wrap around his throat and whimpering when you dig your fingers into his skin. he just loves pain and he loves when you inflict it on him, he can’t help himself. he genuinely enjoys the feeling of you edging his cock until he can’t take it no more, wants you to push him as far as he can go before bringing him back and letting him cum.

seunghan

dom seunghan more often than not is a sweetheart. he loves you so much and he loves showing that to you, especially when you’re intimate. kisses your forehead when he slides into you, holds your hands as he fucks you, coos at you when you whimper to him that it’s too much. but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his rough moments. one big thing about seunghan is that he has an intense breeding kink and it comes out a lot, when it comes out he finds himself being rougher with you. he loves holding you down in a mating press and fucking himself into you, his head buried in your neck and his hands fisting the sheets whilst he fills you up over and over again. he basks in the sound of his skin slapping against yours and how broken your moans are, he loves cumming inside of you and pressing himself as deep as he can in order to make sure none of it drips out, in this moments he often finds himself going for multiple rounds too.

sub seunghan is a rare sight to be honest. he isn’t against it, it’s just not him and he’s okay with that. he’ll let you have your fun, lets you restrain him and play with his cock and does end up quite whiny when you do. he’s weak for you so you could get away with doing just about anything. he struggles with being edged and gets really squirmy when you do edge him, breathes heavily whilst watching you fist his cock and stop when he gets close. wants to tell you to be good for him but the words get stuck in his throat and he ends up moaning instead.

sohee

dom sohee is quite frantic. when he gets into it, things are often fast paced. he’s not the best at controlling himself when he has you wrapped around his cock so his thrusts tend to be quite quick and sharp. one thing he does take his time with thought is eating you out, sohee loves eating you out. he might even call it his favourite sexual act. he just loves laying you down and holding your thighs apart whilst using his tongue on you. finds himself lost in the way you taste and how your fingers pull on his hair whilst you whine, everything about you is just so sweet, so much so that he wants to devour it all.

sub sohee is less frantic. he’s softer and sweeter, more gentle with things. he likes when you kiss his forehead softly and treat him with care. he can be really whiny, lips constantly parted whilst he lets out the sweetest whines as he sink down on his cock. he loses his mind when you suck him off, physically cannot keep his eyes open, constantly letting out the sweetest, most broken moans. he always cums so quickly and he always gets upset at himself for it but he can’t help it, you always feel too good.

anton

dom anton is a complete wild card. it’s hard to know what he’s thinking because he isn’t the most talkative or vocal, but he does love fucking you. he often finds himself dizzy when he realises how fragile you are compared to him, it’s so easy for him to tower over you and manhandle you, always uses his strength to get you into any position he wants you in. he does have a not so secret breeding kink and he loves cumming inside of you so his favourite positions tend to be the ones that let him reach as deep as he can inside of you, something about being able to hold you down and fill you with his cum gets him excited. he tends to get a little more vocal when he’s closer to cumming, groans slipping from him as he loses his mind and releases inside of you.

sub anton is a sweetheart. a whiny pretty boy who just wants you as close as possible and to have you let him cum. will lay back and let you tease him and use him for as long as you want because he just wants to be good for you and have you praise him. sub anton is a lot more vocal than dom anton. he struggles to control himself and always ends up being too loud, having you ride him often ends up with his back against the headboard and his eyes wide watching you whilst your hand is covering his mouth and you’re bouncing on his cock. something about the moment is so erotic to anton that he always ends up cumming a little harder than usual.

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lee sohee x reader

needy sohee who's too turned on to take off all of your clothes

🎀 cw. smut. 18+ MDNI , dom!reader , sub!sohee , slight dubcon , dry humping , overstimulation, exhibitionism (bit of inappropriate touching in public, a little action in a bathroom) , unprotected sex , creampie , sohee is pussy drunk

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you honestly don't know what was wrong with him today. all day he’s been stuck to your hip, not letting you go anywhere if he wasn't right next to you. not like you mind, in fact you love how clingy your boyfriend is, but you two were out in public with friends.

to say sohee was struggling was an understatement. he didn’t think this night would drag out this long, and he was getting impatient. he could only hold back for a little bit longer, and he was heavily considering making up an excuse for you two to leave.

you weren't having it though. it was your friend's birthday, and you were going to have a good time. if you knew sohee was going to act like this all day, you would have just gone over to his place after your plans were over. even with some of his own friends there to occupy his time, he was still only worried about you. his hand lingered on your waist and thighs all night, always having to be touching you in some way. you would swat his hands away if they got too close to your ass or to your core, not in the mood for his shenanigans tonight.

sohee had always been a clingy boyfriend, so needing to touch you at all times was nothing new. but they were different touches now, not the soft loving touches he would give you in public. if no one was paying attention he would squeeze your thigh. when there was heavy conversation with the group, he’d lean over to tell you how much he needed you, and how he couldn’t wait to fuck you when you two go back to his place.

you were feeling hot now, the amount of self control you had left wearing thin as the night settled. as much as you wanted to stay, it was getting hard to ignore sohee. he sits next to you, hand on your thigh and you have your hand on his own. you glance down at his lap, seeing his cock straining in his pants. he shifts, you hand moving further up his leg at the action. you give his thigh a squeeze, and he has to bite his lip to stop himself from letting out a whimper.

“hee baby, you alright?” voice laced with fake innocence, you turn your head to look the boy in the face. his ears turning a deep red, he tries to give you a nod to reassure you that he was fine. the both of you knew that he wasn't though, but you weren’t going to let him know that you knew about his little problem.

“can we go? please? it's been hours already” he’s leaning into you now, whining into your neck while his hand that wasn't on your thigh connects with your hand that was on his thigh. he takes your hand, moving it up to his hard on under the table. you let out a gasp, not expecting him to be so bold in a public space. you would be a little more worried of someone catching onto what was happening if everyone at the table was sober, but you had a few drinks in your system and you the majority of the table were 3 shots away from blacking out. you would blame his neediness on alcohol, but he hadn’t had anything to drink this whole night besides water. seunghan and his girlfriend were basically tongue fucking right next to sohee, so palming your boyfriend through his pants shouldn’t cause a scene.

you apply some more pressure onto his cock, forcing a quiet groan to come out of his mouth. his hand that was on your thigh moved into his lap, grabbing onto your wrist to keep the amount of pressure the same so he could buck his hips into your hand.

“you’re so dirty, sohee. humping my hand at this table in front of our friends? you just can’t wait until you get home huh?” your words turn him on so much, making him feel bad for wanting you. it was almost humiliating the way he would beg for you anywhere at any time, and that he was sitting at a table filled with people begging for you to make him cum.

“n-need you now, y/n…” his eyes are pleading, looking for any sign that you’ll give him some release. but nothing.

“well you’re gonna have to wait. i won't touch you at all if you don't control yourself. go to the bathroom and calm yourself down, you’re drawing attention to yourself.” you take your hands off of him, and you move your attention to everyone else at the table. he was sitting there dumbfounded, not believing that you could leave him high and dry like that.

but you were right, he needed to calm down. sohee felt like he was on fire, and his ears were beet red. he quickly got up from the table and made his way into the family restroom. but instead of going to splash cold water on his face and take a few deep breaths, he went straight to pulling down his pants and boxers. the strain between his legs was beginning to hurt, and he knew there was only one way to get himself to relax.

wrapping his hand around the base, he uses his other hand to lift up his shirt and place it in his mouth to cover up whatever sounds he would try his best to not make. pumping his cock slowly, he collects the precum leaking from the tip and spreads it around so he could jerk himself off more smoothly. this wasn't an ideal situation, and he’s praying that no one has to use the bathroom for the time that he’s in here. he whips out his phone, and goes through his folder of photos of you to help him get close faster. you were just too pretty to him, every pic he looks at has pulses shooting through his cock. he was going to cum soon, body trembling as he moves his hand faster, scrolling through your photos with a shaky hand.

it had been almost 10 minutes, and you were starting to realize that sohee was taking a little bit too long in the bathroom. you just wanted him to take a breather, but you think he might be doing something else. you lie and tell the table that sohee had too much to drink and that you two would be heading out, knowing they were all too drunk to keep track of if the boy really had anything to drink. you walk over to the bathroom and send sohee a text to open the door for you.

you hear the door click, and you quickly walk inside and shut the door. the boy was leaned against the wall, cock in hand. his poor tip was a deep purple now, being deprived of pleasure for so long. his face was red, head thrown back and eyes shut while he strokes himself slowly.

“sohee, look at me” you stand in front of him, reaching out to cup his face in your hand. he opens his eyes, bringing his head down and he moans softly as you look at him. you give him a look that's filled with amusement.

“help me, please, m’so close” he can barely get the words out, and you laugh at how desperate he was. you get down on your knees, hoping that he would cum soon since you didn’t want to be on the bathroom floor for too long. but seeing sohee like this was enough for you to try and push that thought to the back of your mind for a few minutes.

“if you’re gonna cum, hurry up. i can't believe you were so desperate that you had to get yourself off in a public bathroom” you look up at him, keeping a straight face to hide your amusement. you don't even touch him, but just the sight of you in front of him and talking down to him is enough to send him over the edge. he’s letting out a loud whimper as his body stiffens, pumping himself harshly while white ropes of cum shoot from his cock and onto your tits, dripping down onto your shirt. his legs were trembling, and you watch as he comes down.

“dirty boy. you made a mess all over my shirt” you pout, standing back up so you could look sohee in the eye better. you scoop up a bit of cum that was dripping down your chest, placing your finger in your mouth. he’s holding back another moan as he watches you suck your finger clean, before he’s pulling you closer to him by your waist. he brings his other hand to your chest, grabbing at the flesh and bending down to lick at your chest and collecting his own release in his mouth and he whines.

“take off your sweater sohee” you groan into his hair, tugging at the fabric while he continues to lick on your neck and chest. he quickly pulls away from you, ridding himself of his sweater and you take it out of his hands. he’s quick to try and take his shirt off too, but you stop him. “nuh uh, keep that on.”

“wh-what?” he was confused now, thinking you wanted him to get undressed.

“keep your shirt on. we’re going home. since you ruined my top, i'm borrowing your sweater. now fix yourself up, ill meet you in the car.” you give him a cheeky smile and tap him lightly on the cheek before leaving him in the bathroom.

after a silent ride home, you two are back inside of sohees apartment. except you’re ignoring him, and he’s following you around like a sad puppy. he was hard again, and now that you were in his room he could finally have you to himself. if only you would pay him attention though. you lay on his bed in one of his shirts, and just your panties. the attire wasn’t out of the ordinary, usually opting to wearing as little clothing as possible when you were in sohees room. but when he was aching for you, it was hard to be normal about your lack of clothing.

“y/n~” he whines, joining you on his bed and spooning your body. you just give him a small hum, not giving him any attention. you were scrolling through social media when you felt him press onto you. seriously, what made him so needy today? not that you had any complaints, but it made it harder to tease him when it turned you on so much.

he was whimpering behind you, hand gripping your waist while the other was under the shirt you borrowed from his closet. pushing against you again, but a lot harder than the first time. and the action repeated, him rubbing his clothed cock over your ass while groping your body.

“sohee?” you turn your head so you could see a bit of his face, and his eyes were closed while he moaned out loud at hearing your voice. his pace behind you picked up, humping you without paying attention to the words you were saying. sohee shifts you over, laying you on your back and pushing himself between your legs. you sit up, resting on your elbows so you can watch his actions properly.

“you’re so pretty, y/n. needed you all day. wanna cum…want your pussy baby” pressing his cock onto your pussy, and you try to hold back a whine at the feeling.

“you can get yourself off like this, right baby?” hands going to his chest and around the back of his neck. he nods, quickly taking off his pants and pulling his boxers down just enough for his cock to be set free from its confinements. he spreads your legs just a little, so he can have a better view of your panties. he doesn’t move them, but places his cock right on your slit, tip rubbing against your hole. you gasp at the pressure, and he does the same. his hand grips your inner thigh, keeping your legs from closing. his other hand grips the base of his cock, moving his hips so he’s thrusting into his hand.

each thrust has his tip caressing your clit, leaving you breathless while you watch him pleasure himself using your body. every time his hips move forward he would let out a choked moan, precum and your own arousal seeping through the fabric making it smoother for him to drag his cock across.

you don't know if you want to focus your eyes on sohees face or on his cock. both were so red and pretty. his lips were stuck in a pout, bottom lip swollen from how much he was biting the flesh. his eyes were barely open, brows furrowed as he rutted against your pussy. moving your hand down, you pull your panties to the side so you could feel him better. you moan out, clit throbbing with need. sohee groans, seeing you bare and so wet for him.

“pussy so pretty baby, sso pretty” his voice was high, like he was struggling to get the words out. he picks up the pace, and grips his cock harder while he thrusts against you.

“gonna cum for me?” you breathe out, feeling the pleasure building up inside you. you could tell sohee was close, the way he was getting sloppy with his thrusts and squeezing your thigh, he was holding back as much as he could. he gives you a small yes under his breath while his hips start to stutter.

with a few more sloppy thrusts he’s cumming, eyes glued to your core as he rubs his cum all over your folds. the way he was having a hard time keeping himself balanced while he came down turned you on, knowing he’s sensitive. you take a moment to take him in, letting him catch his breath while you sit up on both hands and guiding him to lay down.

you crawl on top of the boy, laying flat on his chest. he wraps a hand around your body, hugging you gently. sohee looks so pretty like this, sweat dripping down his forehead and wetting his hair, swollen lips parted slightly. reaching your hand down between the two of you, moving your panties back to the side before you grab his semi soft cock and slip it between your slit.

sohees hips lift up, surprised by the sudden movement. he was still sensitive, a mix of pain and pleasure ripping through him and he didn’t know if he wanted to pull away or give into it. “can’t- too sensitive”

“but baby, you already got to cum twice… that's not very fair” you coo, sitting up. his hands hold onto your thighs, holding you tightly as you move your hips. he bucks his hips up with a whine, tip prodding at your entrance. “you probably can't even make me cum anyways, you only think about yourself”

you take your hand again, lining him up with your hole before sinking down onto his cock. you hiss at the stretch, not having been prepped for him. you would have made him eat you out and finger you, but you were running out of patience and needed him as soon as possible. he moans out loud, feeling you clench around him was 10x better than his hand.

“n-no!! no, i can. just give me a minute…” the sharp waves of pleasure shooting through his cock were enough to have him already close again, but he knew he had to stop himself from cumming too early.

you ignore him though, lifting yourself where just the tip is inside before sinking back down. you bite your lip, the drag of his cock in your walls had you pulsing around him uncontrollably. grabbing his hand that rested on your thigh, you bring it up so he can rub your clit which forces a loud moan to rip through you.

sohee felt like he was going to faint. already cumming twice tonight, and hadn’t even fully come down from his previous orgasm before this, it was all too much for the boy. you loved him like this though, a whine or whimper escaping his lips every time you sank back down on his cock.

you could tell that he was close again. his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and he was tugging on the shirt you wore like it was grounding him. you were close too, movements being more erratic.

“keep going baby, ‘m gonna cum” you rested your hands on his legs behind you, allowing you to bounce on his cock faster with more support. his fingers on your clit have shockwaves of pleasure buzzing through your body, and with a few more quick circles your vision goes blank as your orgasm hits. you hunch over, your hands going from behind you to in front while you stabilize yourself on sohees chest. you continue to ride him, legs shaking while he keeps his fingers on you.

the way you clench around him has his third orgasm rushing through him, a long drawn out whine coming out of him as he holds you down on him. you moan at the feeling of him filling you up, his cock buried deep inside of you as he pumps the last of his cum into you.

sohees hands wrap around your waist, bringing you to lay on him completely. you bury your face into his neck, leaving soft kisses in the spots you can reach without having to move too much. both of you were slowly catching your breaths, and you turn your neck so you could look at the pretty boy under you. he tilts his head down so he could get a better look at you, and gives you a weak smile.

you trail a few soft kisses down his jaw, and he hums contently while he moves his hands under your shirt to rub small circles on your back. he shifts your body so he could slowly pull out of you, and you let out a sigh over the feeling of emptiness. staying on top of him, you run your fingers into sohees hair and give him a gentle kiss on the lips. you always enjoyed the tender moments after the two of you had sex, no matter how soft or rough you guys went.

feeling the fatigue taking over, you try to not get too comfortable that way you’ll have enough energy to clean up. but sohee wouldn’t let you worry about that right now, continuing his action of rubbing your back and talking into your hair.

“you’re always so good to me. i love you”

“i love you too, sohee”

A/N: needy and whiny sohee has been stuck in my brain for days and those pics be posted on instagram really solidified my need for him 🫣 i hope you guys enjoyed!!

reqs are open!! -> 💋

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imagine anton’s whimpers while you ride him TᴖT

warnings. sex

oh my god. everyone knows that anton has the most soft, pretty whimpers ever. imagine bouncing on his thick cock and all he can do is squeeze your waist and whimper uncontrollably beneath you.

the way his quaking breath hitches every time the swollen tip of his cock juts against that sweet, spongy spot inside you, so so deep which makes his legs shake from how tight and warm your dripping cunt is around him.

anton looks so pretty like this. some of his thick, unruly hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat, cheeks rosy and mouth agape with drool spilling down his chin. you couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss his wet, warmish lips. but anton feels so good that he can’t even kiss back.

“haah.. feels so good.” he whimpers against your plush lips quietly, throwing his head back to reveal his toned neck, adam’s apple bobbing when he swallows hard.

you lift your hips just slightly until his cock almost slips out and slam back down onto his lap, forcing a pretty moan from his lungs.

with his shaky breath he pauses for a short minute to lick his dry lips.

“f..fuck, mmh,” anton whines, digging his fingers deeper into your waist, “m’ close.. so close.”

you clench hard around him when he speaks. his soft spoken voice sends another wave of arousal through your veins.

“gonna cum deep in me? hm?” you taunt, switching out bouncing to rocking your hips. anton tenses beneath you and you could sense his orgasm.

“y-yes, y/n.. i’m cumming. ah, fuck..” anton couldn’t help but throw his head back again with a silent scream as he paints your throbbing walls with his heavy load, chest heaving heavily.

this was originally requested but erm.. i accidentally deleted it lol

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couple pics with riize!

𐙚warnings: none

shotaro:

eunseok:

sungchan:

wonbin:

seunghan:

sohee:

anton:

hbd wonbin! 💓💓

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hi! i was wondering if i could request riize members as dads? just little scenarios of each member and their kid(s). it’s okay if you’re not comfortable with this topic!

ohhh my god, when that day comes... whole bunch of fluff... i love when riize were on hello82 with the little kiddos... we need more!!

Shotaro would LOVE taking his twins(idk why i can see him with twins) on walks in Japan. he would give each a turn on being on his neck. they would stop at little snack trucks getting all kinds of snacks for his little ones. They would all have a similar laugh to him the most, the small little giggles and laughs together with his kids. their laugh would be so distinct and different you'd know him and the kids were at the playground.

Eunseok I can see with a son, he would playfully teach his kid really random english words, and when his son is around riize they would hear the same they hear from Eunseok "nice" "very good" etc lol he would take them to concerts with riize, bring them on stage and such. his personal insta i can see FILLED with his kid!

Sungchan with a baby girl and a big brother. I can see him always having to chase the runaway girl, lol he acts like a little monster when chasing his kids. always carrying his kids on his arms/shoulders cause he's strong and they enjoy when he uses his strength on them to carry them :((( "up, daddy, up!!!" is what he hears ALL the time lol but of course he LOVES doing upsy's with his little monsters!! (that's what he calls them btw))

Wonbin would have a son who would also learn how to play guitar as good as his dad, he would also know how to skate. He would dress his son in the same style, and they would both look like complete models. His kid would have a bubbly personality and almost 3D like, I can really see his child bringing the most out of Wonbin more than Riize does tbh, so combining them would be a crazy bin bin lol

Seunghan would have 2 girls and 1 boy, he would lowkey enjoy doing all of their hairs tbh lol he would always remind the girls how pretty they are and the boy as handsome. he would call his son his twin, instead of his son lol he would love playing and throwing his kids in the air and singing to them to sleep.

Sohee would love being a boy dad lol he would teach his son how to sing at a young age of 2 years lol he would be practicing and his son would be too busy trying to outsing his own daddy. they'd have sing offs when he's older tbh i can see it!! :(( they'd have the most precious smile, almost similar to sohee's, and would be blessed with the good vocals as well!!

Anton would have a babygirl :(( she would be just as soft spoken and sweet as her daddy. Always very respectful, and not loud. ((besides her tantrums lol)) but her tantrums were never long cause I can see Anton SPOILING her. Her grandparents would spoil her as much, and I can see Anton a bit jealous about it btw lol she would learn the cello and maybe violin.

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could I request bf!sungchan taking you to meet riize for the first time? btw love your posts sm!!

to say that you were nervous was an understatement. despite constant reassurance from your boyfriend, sungchan, that they would love you, you couldn't help but grow anxious at not meeting their expectations.

“baby, i promise everything'll be okay. you're stressing for no reason.” sungchan spoke as he began to put on his coat, looking at your through the mirror. you sighed and tried to find comfort in his words, ultimately aware that he knows them better than you do. “promise me you'll relax. they know about you, it's not like i'm just popping out with someone they've never heard about.” he walked towards you with softened eyes, reaching for your hands and placing a kiss onto your knuckles.

“i know... i'll be okay. i'm overthinking this... i just don't want to say or do the wrong thing and then they think i'm rude or that i don't deserve you.” sungchan shook his head at your words, pulling you by the waist into a hug. “you do deserve me. we're with each other for a reason, okay? i love you.” your heart fluttered at his words, a smile making its way onto your lips.

“i love you more.”

to say the least, you definitely underestimated how kind his friends were. as soon as you had entered, they all stood by the entrance with shy smiles, one that you returned with. seunghan had reached for your coat to place it onto the rack meanwhile shotaro gestured for you to try one of the meal options that the boys had prepared. “you should've brought her sooner!” sohee laughed, “maybe we'll replace you with her.” the quieter ones; eunseok, wonbin, and anton became much more talkative once you sat down and ate dinner.

you had figured out the role your boyfriend played in their lives and the role that they played in his. you knew that the bond between all the boys was special and demonstrated such great care, but to see your boyfriend so loved made your heart swell with newfound delight. the boys would be so quick to air out all of your boyfriend's business, habits that you weren't aware of from before the two of you became official. “did you know that sungchan would silence his phone so that he wouldn't constantly check to see if every notification he got was a response from you?”

“i think it was the third time he went on a date with you, he came back home and started cleaning with a smile. it was a little scary.”

you regret the feeling of shyness from before you met them, as at the end of the day, it was all worth it. little did you know, you gained six new friends that day.

“told you everything would go well.” sungchan smiled, helping you take off your coat as the two of you arrived home. “i know, i know... i'm just glad that it did. i love you, sungchan. and if they didn't like me, i would've tried really hard to make it happen. i wouldn't ever want to lose you.” his heart clenched at your words, bending down to place a kiss onto your lips.

“nothing could ever separate me from you, not even my friends' opinions. i love you so much more for our relationship to be destroyed off of first impressions.”

you nodded at his words of reassurance, smiling up at your boyfriend. “did you really show up half an hour early to every single one of our dates?” you teased, his eyes rolling at your words but a grin on his lips nonetheless.

“i'm gonna kick seunghan's ass.”

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Anton x fem reader. smut, tiniest bit of fluff. 18+ MDNI

wc. 5k

contents: established relationship, fem!reader, switch!reader, switch!anton, oral (f. receiving), face sitting, unprotected sex, pet names (princess, baby, my love), just straight up filth

“babyyyy~” your boyfriend talked just slightly above his normal tone as he walked through the front door of your apartment. you quickly turn your head and nearly jump out of your seat with excitement from seeing your handsome boyfriend after a long day.

you had come home from work around two hours ago, taking a shower and changing into something a million times more comfortable than your work uniform, then watching tv until anton got home from work as well.

as he sets his bag down on the floor and hangs up his jacket, you pause your show and excitedly run over to the doorway to jump him. luckily hes used to you doing this when he gets home, so he quickly bends a bit so he can grab you by your thighs to wrap your legs around his waist while your arms rest on his shoulders. you both lean in for a kiss, its a soft kiss that shows how you both missed each other all day. you two smiling and him asking about your day at work while he walks you both over to the couch.

you left a bit before he did for work this morning, so you never really got to take in his looks until now. and damn he looks good. almost too good. as he sets you down on the couch, you check him out as he sits next to you. the way his sweater hugged his figure just right, it wasnt too loose but wasnt too tight. and those tan cargos that you just loved on him. he was talking to you, but to be quite honest you were not listening. he definetly caught on to you not being focused on what he was saying, so he continued to ramble while you checked him out.

but now, he decided that it would be a little fun to tease you.

"y/n? are you listening?" he rests his hand on your thigh, and you get snapped out of your trance.

your eyes widen when you look at him, his soft eyes looking at you with concern.

"yes, yes im listening baby, sorry im just a little tired" the words come out a bit faster than you wanted them to and he just gives you a little nod before continuing what he was saying. he's trying so hard to fight back a smirk, knowing damn well that you were not listening and he's got you right where he wants you.

his hand is still on your thigh, but now he's squeezing and rubbing soft circles on it while he talks. you look at your leg, and then you look back at him and see that he's laid on the couch comfortably. slightly slouched, legs spread open a bit and his head resting on the head of the couch.

you don't know how much longer you can act normal before you jump his bones. you took a deep breath quietly and tried your best to actually pay attention to your wonderful boyfriend.

after a bit, you calmed down some and were able to have comfortable conversation with anton. you had turned your show back on and rested your head on his shoulder while he watched the tv with you. hand still on your thigh but you were completely calm about it now that you two were distracted with the show.

an episode or two later, you were dozing off. you really didnt want to sleep just yet, it wasnt too late and you wanted more time with your boyfriend. he noticed that your eyes were fighting to close, so he tapped you twice with the hand on your thigh to get your attention.

"baby, you tired?" his voice was so calming, you let out a soft hum which you wanted to be interpreted as a no but anton took it as a yes since you werent using words. "lets get you to bed, y/n" he smiles, trying to lift himself off the couch but you grab his arm to stop him.

"no! no, im not tired! i wanna hang out with you... ive missed you all day" you pout, looking up at your boyfriend with pleading eyes. he lets out a soft chuckle, knowing that he cant resist you especially when you look up at him like that.

"we can stay up a bit longer then. let me shower first though, okay?" the soft smile on his lips as he stands in front of you, you smile back at him before pulling him closer to you by the collar of his sweater to kiss his lips. it was a slow kiss, one hand going to the head of the couch to keep his balance over you and the other cupping your face. you swipe your tongue along his bottom lip and he obliges, letting you slip it into his mouth to collide with his. your other hand that's not gripping his collar moves to the back of his neck, playing with his hair while simultaneously bringing him closer so you could kiss him deeper.

the feeling of your fingers on his scalp while you two make out has him letting out a small moan from the feeling you're giving him. your hand moving from the neck of his sweater down to his chest, and he pulls away while you chase his lips to get one more kiss. he's catching his breath while he looks down at you before pecking you one final time.

"i'll be quick in the shower" and with that, he's walking away from you. heading to the shower. leaving you high and dry. except you weren't very dry at this point in time.

how could he just come home looking so good and then barely touch you and then kiss you and then walk away? of course he was coming back, but you needed him. so badly.

but if he wanted to be a tease, you could be a tease as well.

you walked to the kitchen to get some water to get yourself to calm down. it would be a lie if you said you didn't chug that water. trying to stay sane with a boyfriend like that, it was nearly impossible. his friends might tease him for his soft and quiet demeanor, but he was nor soft or quiet when it came to you.

after collecting yourself and making your way into your shared bedroom, you made sure that you looked good enough for when anton came out of the bathroom. you had on one of his band tees, and some pajama shorts under. of course, the shirt was long enough to hide the shorts. but you know that anton loves that his clothes fit big on you (even if some of his shirts and hoodies fit loosely on him as well). plugging your phone into the charger on your dresser next to your bed, you get under the covers and get comfortable while you wait for your boyfriend come out the bathroom. after a few minutes of scrolling through posts on your social medias, you hear the door that connects your bedroom to the bathroom open. sitting up, you look over to the doorway, and oh. my. god

it truly was a sight to see. if you were completely out of your mind like you were 20 minutes ago, you probably would have moaned at the sight. but you had to stay calm, because you wanted to tease him back but holy shit... he looks good.

his hair a little damp from the steaming hot water, messily resting on his head under the towel. his perfectly toned stomach, a few drops of water that drip from his hair falling down onto his abs, all the way down to the hem of his sweatpants. oh god, those damn sweatpants. he really has you wrapped around your fingers. grey sweatpants. how could he do this to you, he knows that they are your weakness.

fuck it

you lifted the blanket off of your body, moving to the edge of the bed. anton walks towards you, drying his hair with the towel before letting it rest on the desk chair. at this point, you were probably drooling from all the gawking you were doing. that messy hair, the way it just sits too perfect to you. he always looks so good like this, you just couldn't hold it in any longer.

"you look good" the words come out just above a whisper, loud enough for him to hear as he stands in front of you.

whether you're sitting down or standing up, anton always towers over you. he makes you feel small in the best way possible, even if you were the one with more power most times. but right now you can’t even bring yourself to look up at him, so you keep your eyes on anything else.

"yeah?" he says it in a tone that is so condescending, and you let out a small whimper when he lifts your head up with his index finger, thumb brushing over your lips. "how good do i look, baby?" the little smirk on his face, hair falling over his eyes that have lost their softness and are now glossed over with lust.

instead of telling him, you decide to show it. the thumb brushing your bottom lip, you take it into your mouth while looking into his eyes. your tongue swirls over the rough skin of his finger and he lets out a low groan at how eager you were to please him.

"fuck, y/n. you look so good when you do that" and you let out a moan as he pushed his thumb deeper into your mouth. it was such a sight to see, the way you sucked on his thumb just like how you would suck his dick. if only you could see how good you looked in antons eyes. but you loved being able to see him. your favorite thing in the world was being able to look up at him and see his reactions to the way you made him feel.

leaning back, you release his thumb from your mouth with a pop. still looking up at him, you rest one hand behind you on the bed while the other grips your boyfriends arm to pull him down to be face to face with you.

"want you, tonie. please" you whine onto his lips, thighs clenching together for the nth time tonight.

"well, whatever my princess wants my princess gets" again with that smirk. but luckily for you, the distance between your mouths closes with a wet sloppy kiss filled with desperation. one of his hands in your hair, gripping it tightly while the other is on the bed to keep him stable. your tongues intertwine in a way where only your tongues are moving and not your lips.

the hand in your hair slowly makes its way down to your neck, holding your head in place while he kisses you. he kisses you with such desperation, like you're going to vanish out of thin air. soft moans leaving the both of you, you're starting to feel hot in the clothes you're wearing while he's only wearing a pair of pants.

almost like he can read your mind, his hand that rests on the bed moves up your thigh and starts to tug on the bottom of your (his) shirt. the two of you only pull away so he can take the shirt off of you, hands falling back into their original places in his hair and on his arm as he leaves a few more kisses on your lips. slowly, he pulls away to really take you in.

"oh baby, you look so good for me" the groan that leaves his lips has you moaning, and then his lips attach to your neck. and then the next thing you know, you're being picked up and tossed to the head of the bed.

you lean up on your elbows while anton crawls on the bed towards you, taking one of your breasts in his hand while he places a kiss on your lips. then on your cheek, then your jaw, and back to your neck. you moan out, feeling those soft lips and his hot tongue kiss and suck deep spots onto your neck. his fingers toying with your nipple makes you lean into his touch. when he feels like one has been stimulated enough, he switches to play with the other. twisting, pulling, and pinching your nipples while his lips are slowly making their way down to your breasts, now putting his mouth to your sensitive nipple while he plays with the other some more.

all of this is sending you into a frenzy, and you were so into his mouth on you for you to realize that you've been grinding on his thigh that sits between your legs until he was moving further down your body and the friction was gone. your thin shorts were probably soaked through with how turned on you are.

he was so hot, everything about him. from his looks to his actual body temperature he was just so hot. and you were on fire with the way you were craving him.

"anton," you run your fingers through his hair, giving it a little tug to really get his attention. and it worked, a small whimper leaving his mouth which vibrated against your navel. he's the one who's looking up to you know, and you nearly moan at the sight. "please,"

"patience princess," you almost tear up after he says this, it almost hurts the way your clit is begging for stimulation. you know he has to be painfully hard too, but he's holding it out for you. he kisses the hem of your pajama shorts, nimble fingers hooking into the waistband of both your shorts and panties, sitting up so he can pull them off your legs. slotting himself between your legs now. with your legs in his hands, he leaves a kiss on your ankles, then on your calves, right on the side of your knees, then leaving wet open mouthed kisses on your thighs. you lift your hips up a bit when his lips get a little too close to your core, and he grips onto your thigh to let you know to stay still.

"you're so wet princess, this all for me?" he coos, looking up at you again and you nod your head so fast in hopes that he'll give you some relief.

"yes baby its all for you, only for you" you moan out as he places another kiss on your thigh. he hums into your skin at your answer and the vibrations have you feeling lightheaded.

if he didn't touch you soon you were going to pass out.

"think you can sit on my face, princess? wanna taste you so bad" he's sitting back up now, body moving forward so he's close to your face again. you just nod, too needy to find words. you kiss him, smiling after pulling away as he helps you switch positions so you're on top of him now.

he lays flat on the bed, and you move up so your pussy is hovering right over his face. his hands go up to your thighs, holding you in place. but there's just one problem that needs to be fixed before you can finally get that release you've been needing for the last... however long its been.

"baby... why are you hovering?" anton asks from under you, and you shudder when you feel his breath on your clit.

"w-what?" you barely can get any words out. you grab his hand that's resting on your thigh, and you feel him trying to tug your body down.

"i wanted you to sit on my face, princess. not hover. don't be shy now and sit. use me" his words have you moaning out, not only because you can feel his words on you but because its just so fucking hot.

"will you be able to breathe if i s-" you're trying to tell him your concerns about this, but he's just not having it. he gives you a slap on your thigh which shocks you and ultimately gets you to finally sit all the way down onto his face.

immediately he's licking a stripe down your slit, which provokes a moan from you and you're looking down to see that antons eyes are closed while he's eating you out. and finally you feel his tongue reach your clit, and if it weren't for antons tight grip on your thighs you would have lost balance.

he's eating you like a starved man, going from lapping at your sensitive bud to dipping his tongue into your hole. you were a moaning mess, hunched over with your hands in his hair. gripping onto his strands while you shifted your hips to get more relief.

"i could die right here, right now. you taste so good princess" he pulls off of your core for a minute, catching his breath while he still holds you down.

"it feels s'good baby, please don't stop" tears in your eyes forming, the way he knows your body so well and it's so arousing how he's so eager to please you.

the air in the room shifted again, the grip on you somehow becoming tighter while he dives back into you. you're rocking your hips on his face now, one hand on his chest while you lean back and the other still in his hair.

he loves when you use him like this, your pleasure is his top priority always. his nose nudging at your clit while he licks into you, slurping up all the arousal that drips out of you. he lifts you slightly so he can catch his breath again, leaving his tongue out so you can grind against it. he uses his amazing breath control from swimming to his advantage, not worried about you sitting on him like this because he knew how to hold his breath. although he could be suffocated between your legs for the rest of his life and he would have no complaints.

that knot in your stomach is starting to tighten, and you let out a drawn out whine. hips moving faster, anton knows that you're close and he moves his lips towards your clit. another whine leaves your mouth when he starts to suck on the sensitive spot in a way that has you seeing stars.

"a-anton, gna cum" you look down at him, eyes that were shut opening to look at your face. he moans into you and you buck your hips up.

"please, want you to cum baby. wanna make you feel good" he's moaning into you again, the vibrations shooting through your clit while you keep a tight grip on his hair.

he pushes his face deep into your core, lips enveloping your clit and giving it a harsh suck. you let out a choked out sob, finally being pushed over the edge and your orgasm hits you. you lean forward as you start to shake, not even antons grip on you can keep you stable as he helps you ride out your orgasm.

he continues to suck and lap at your clit, collecting all your juices and humming contently knowing that he was the one pleasing you like this.

when you finally come down, your breathing slows down to a normal pace and anton taps your thigh twice and you realize you should get off so he can breathe.

you make your way down his body, leaning over him so you can kiss him. his face was glistening with your juices, panting lightly while giving you a weak smile.

he was so beautiful, and you just want to kiss him forever. and so you do, your lips molding together perfectly. you shift a bit so you're sitting on top of antons bulge, and he lets out a breathy moan which you take as an opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth. he thrusts his hips up, your bare core against his sweats has you moaning into him, still sensitive from your previous orgasm.

antons hands rest on the curve of your ass, holding you still while he continues to thrust onto you. the both of you moaning into each other, and you feel yourself getting worked up again.

you pull away from him, a trail of saliva connecting your lips as you look into his eyes.

"you made me feel so good baby, gonna make you feel good too okay?" you whisper, leaving another kiss on his lips while he nods vigorously.

"please, need you so bad y/n" he groans as you sit up, adding a new pressure onto his painfully hard cock. you shift down some more, sitting on his thighs while you palm your boyfriend through his sweats.

the grey sweatpants truly were your weakness and anton knew it, you would always want to jump his bones whenever he wore these. they were his 'fuck me' pants essentially, if he put these on you knew what he wanted.

you watched his eyes shut in pleasure while he gripped the sheets around him. hips jerking up into your hand and soft whimpers escaping his mouth. tracing the print of his thick cock over his pants before you let your fingers grip the waistband. you lift it slightly, just to release it and let it slap against antons skin and he gasps.

"take these off for me baby, wanna see you" you grab his hands that rest on either side of him, and bring them to the hem of his pants before you swing your leg off of him so he can take off his pants.

he's looking at you with those adorable eyes as he slowly lifts his hips so he can slide the sweats off. it takes another tug before his dick is resting against his stomach and he's kicking the pants off his ankles on onto the floor.

your leg goes back over him, straddling his thighs once again and your hands are already back on him. you rest them on his stomach, tracing the ridges of his abs and then tracing around where his cock lays. little bubbles of precum leaking from the tip, its nearly purple the way he's so desperate for you to touch him.

"so cute tonie, this hard from eating my pussy?" you tease him, one hand gripping the base of his cock and squeezing. he moans so loud at this and you smile at the effect your touch has on him. he nods his head and lets out a weak mmhm in response, while you give his cock another squeeze. "you looked so fucking good when you walked into the house earlier baby, wanted to take you right at the door. and on the couch, and then when you walked out that bathroom in those goddamn sweatpants... making me wait so long. you put them on on purpose didn't you? bet you were just as needy as me huh?"

the pace you were moving at was honestly torturous. cruel and unusual punishment. anton just had you seeing stars, and now you're torturing him like this? he was going to cry at this point, the need to cum was getting so unbearable to him. "yes! wanted you so bad, need you now, i can't take it anymore baby please~" he's whining, and you circle your finger around his tip before placing your palm over it which prompts another whimper from anton.

his stomach was flexing from how irregular his breathing was now. you were making him feel so good, keeping a tight grip on the base of his cock while the other hand teases his tip. running your fingers across the slit and then circling your hand around it and bringing your hand up and down in a twisting motion. he could barely keep eye contact with you now with the pleasure overwhelming him. he was finally getting close, knowing he wouldn't last too long with how long he's been anticipating this moment.

"'close baby, so close" he opens his eyes and wraps his hand around yours that rests at the base of his cock, and his hips lifting to add some more friction to push him over the edge. you just smirk before squeezing both hands around him once more before releasing him and watching as his eyes widen in pure shock.

he really was going to cry now. he was almost there, so so so close to finally cumming and he wipes his eyes to make sure that he wasn't dreaming. "no, no no no y/n, please, baby, baby please, need to cum" he's crying now, and you have a fake pout on your lips as you watch as he writhes under you and tries to touch himself but you grab his hands and hold them against his stomach.

"not so fast baby" you coo, moving to sit on his stomach now with his hands in yours. you lean down so your lips are hovering right over his ear "want you to cum inside me" and his eyes are rolling into his skull at the thought.

you look at him, and he's still panting. sweat drenching the hair over his eyes. the way his lips are parted while he breathes is turning you on to great lengths. you almost feel bad for edging him, but that guilt washes away when you remember that this is what you get out of it. pretty boy fucked out under you, begging for you to let him cum. you place a small kiss on his top lip, and he opens his eyes to look up at you and give you a cheesy smile. just the cutest boy.

"sit up a bit, wanna ride you" you say as you swing your leg off him once again, letting him sit against the headboard before you straddle him again. placing a swift kiss to your lips, anton grips your waist with one hand while the other aligns himself with your wet hole. the next minute you're sinking down onto him, the both of you moaning while you throw your head back in the feeling of being stuffed with his cock.

"you're so beautiful baby, i love you so much" he moans into your neck, and you start to grind down on him. your clit rubbing just right on his pubic bone while he grinds into you.

you loved riding anton. he was so big in every aspect, and his cock hit a spot so deep in you whenever you rode him. hands resting around his shoulders, you're able to have better control over your movements. along with the help of antons hands gripping your ass, you two find a rhythm that has that knot in your stomach ready to snap again.

"love you so much more tonie, im gonna cum again" you say in a voice that is so high pitched its barely audible, and you smash your lips back onto his.

the both of you are struggling to kiss each other with the overwhelming pleasure, just mouthing and biting each other's lips.

you take your arms off his shoulders and put your arms onto his thighs, slightly bouncing now. this new angle hits a new spot and you shut your eyes from the feeling.

anton brought one of his hands from your waist down to your core, thumb circling your clit which makes you squeeze around his cock tightly. he whimpers, feeling himself getting close again. "gna cum too baby. go ahead and cum for me, yeah?" he's trying so hard to hold on, wanting you to cum before he does. but with the way you had teased him earlier, he was so sensitive and didnt know how long he could hold it in.

he applies some more pressure onto your clit and moves his thumb a bit faster, while thrusting up into you to hit that spot that had you seeing white.

you nearly scream, pussy spasming around him as your orgasm hits you. anton keeps his thumb on your clit while he helps you ride out your orgasm, the feeling of you clenching around him like that triggers his own orgasm, thrusting into your hole roughly while he empties himself into you.

his grip on your waist softens and he pulls you close to him so he can kiss you on your forehead. you leave soft kisses and little bites on his neck while he holds you, the both of you catching your breaths.

"i love you" he whispers into your hair, his hand caressing the back of your neck. you can feel the smile on his face on your scalp, and you smile into the skin of his neck.

"i love you too baby." you shift a bit to look up at his face, and he looks down at you with a smile and gives you a kiss.

suddenly your stomach growls, and you two pull away to look down to look at your stomach.

"shit baby, we didn't even eat dinner. want me to make you some ramen?" anton is instantly back to his soft boyfriend demeanor.

"ramen sounds good" you let out a small giggle, cupping his face to kiss him again.

he helps you down onto the bed, the two of you groaning as he slides out of you, and then carrying you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up. setting you on the counter, he takes one of your wash rags and runs it under warm water. he's wringing it out and helping wipe up all the sweat and cum from between your thighs. when he feels like he's cleaned you up enough, he helps you back onto the floor and lets you do whatever else you need to do to clean up.

"when you're done, go ahead and lay back down baby. ill bring the ramen to the room." he smiles, grabbing your hand and leaving a kiss on your knuckles before he leaves the bathroom.

once you get comfortable in bed, you have to fight your drowsiness because you know your boyfriend won’t let you fall asleep without eating properly.

“ramen for the pretty lady~” anton coos while he walks into the room with two bowls of ramen and a bottle of water resting between his chest and chin.

“anton, you could’ve dropped something! you should have asked me for help” you sit up so you could grab the bowl’s from his hands, that way he could crawl into bed next to you. he just gives you a smile and presses a kiss to your cheek.

“all you have to do is relax and let me take care of you, my love. now eat up”

A/N: first post on this blog! super excited :) working on another anton fic as well. i hope you all enjoyed this ⭐️

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ╰┈─➤ 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 : 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: heeseung x reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: suggestive, humor, crack, lowkey e2l

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: bickering, teasing, mature talk, cursing

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: kinda want to post some fake text content for the boys, please shoot me some ideas 🫶🏼

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messy 𐙚 jung sungchan

warnings. eludes to sub!sungchan, oral m receiving, hair pulling, spit, cum swallowing, riding, unprotected sex, crying, overstimulation, sungchan whimpers.

wc. 3.6k

summary. your best friend is stressed, so you decide to help him relax.

not proofread!! trying to get back into writing teehee

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“channie”

“hmm?” sungchan looked up from his phone, eyes narrowing at the sight of you standing in front of the couch he was sat on “what’s wrong?”

“i’m fine” you responded, hands settling on your hips “but you look so tired, have you been resting well?” he sighed and let his phone fall against his chest.

“what do you think?”

“when was the last time you got to relax?” sungchan let his head fall to the side as you sat on the edge of the sofa next to him “you haven’t, have you?”

“no” he looked at you as he leaned back further into the sofa “but that’s why i’m here, i’m always more relaxed when you’re around”

“then let me help you” your fingers crawled up the side of his thigh, nails raking over the his skin just underneath his shorts “we both know i can”

sungchan let his eyes fall to where your fingers reached his skin, he sucked in a breath as he watched you carefully “what happened to it not happening again?” you sighed almost dramatically at sungchan’s question, you could hear a lacing of amusement in his tone.

“i’m just trying to help you, sungchan” he didn’t say much, his legs parted a little wider as if to signal for you to kneel between them.

“then help”

you didn’t respond to his words, deciding to act instead by sliding down onto your knees between his legs. you looked up at sungchan as your fingers curled around the hem of his shorts, gently pulling at the material to reveal his cock to you.

sungchan was visibly blessed, thick and long. it would take anyone at least a few times with him to be able to properly take him, you were already there though. you had found yourself with sungchan’s cock in your hand on countless occasions, not being able to deny yourself of the pleasure he gives you and going back to him each time.

you were best friends, sungchan was always there for you when you needed him and vice versa, you just happened to find yourselves supporting eachother physically as well as emotionally and neither of you saw an issue with it. you’d tried to stop, each time telling each other it would be the last time but ultimately it never is.

it didn’t inconvenience anyone though, sungchan happened to love the feeling of your mouth around his cock almost as much as the feeling of having your cunt wrapped around it.

sungchan watched you as you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock, squeezing him as he hardened under your touch. his lips parted to let out a few deep breaths once your hand slid along his cock, covering his length with your thumb brushing over his tip before you dragged it back down to the base.

he sighed when he watched the way your tongue peaked out and circled the tip of his cock. your lips closed around the head whilst you dragged your tongue through the slit, precum beginning to seep out of him. you always knew how to tease him and push him to the edge, it didn’t take a lot for you to get under sungchan’s skin, he let you get to him quicker than he should’ve, always leaving him needier and more restless than he wished to be.

his fingers inched forward and laced through your hair as you took his cock deeper into your mouth, trying to relax your jaw in order to take as much as him as you could. you swallowed around his cock, whimpering when you felt his his fingers pulling at your hair. your whimper sent a shiver through his veins, vibrations flowing through this cock.

“god” sungchan let his head tip back against the sofa, giving up on forcing himself to watch you inch your mouth down on his cock and deciding to sit back and bask in the pleasure instead. your mouth always left him in ecstasy, tongue aways pushing him to the brink of spilling into your mouth a few minutes quicker than he wished to “fuck”.

your mouth also left him vocal. he wasn’t shy of hiding his moans for any one he was with but you brought them out of him, he physically couldn’t hold them back when you sucked him cock. you pulled noises out of him that sungchan didn’t even know he made. the moans, the curses, the whimpers.

sungchan’s whimpers drove you insane. you knew he was reaching the point of no return when whimpers began to slip from his swollen lips. his parted lips and heavy breathing from the feeling of your lips being dragged up and down his cock allowing whimpers to slip out.

it all reached its peak when his fingers tightened in your hair once you let the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. the feeling of you gagging around him unashamedly turned sungchan on endlessly, being able to feel, see and hear you pushing yourself in order to please him sent him spiralling. he wanted to show you how good you made him feel by spilling his cum into your mouth and he wanted to warn you but he couldn’t.

a broken whimper slipped from him the moment he tried to speak, he didn’t need to speak in order for you to know what was coming. you knew his body well enough to know when he was close, the way his thighs tensed under your fingers and how broken his moans became. sometimes he managed to eek out a few pleads and begs, please falling from his lips like a song, the word being repeated multiple times as he begged you to let him cum even though he knew you were going to anyway. it was out of habit, to sungchan the only thing he could think of in the moment was the way your mouth took his cock and he needed to show you how much he appreciated you for it.

his appreciation came in the form of him spilling his cum into your mouth with a somewhat loudish whimper of your name. he always tried his hardest to lift his head and open his eyes when he came, he loved the sight of his cum filling your mouth to the point bits of it trickled out of your mouth and down your lips, usually seeping out only your jaw and falling onto your chest. he loved the way you so eagerly swallowed every drop of him and smiled sweetly at him after. you really knew exactly how to make him relax.

but you weren’t done with sungchan, not tonight at least. you didn’t believe one orgasm was enough to help him truly relax, you needed to give him more, something that would truly help him forget about all of his stress. so when you stood up, instead of sitting down next to him you decided to straddle his lap, hands sitting on his shoulders as your knees rested either side of his body on the sofa.

sungchan was quick to welcome you onto his lap, fingers instantly falling to your waist as he looked at you through the strands of his fringe, his eyes tired from his previous orgasm. you could feel his cock pressing against the thin material of your shorts, the lack of underwear you had on underneath them gave you the perfect feel of his cock.

he found himself letting out a shaky breath as he looked at you, a whine slipping from him as you ground yourself down against his cock. he was sensitive, the tip of his cock felt raw against the rough fabric of your shorts. he was in agony as he felt the way it stuck to your slick cunt. he wanted to feel it directly against him.

“need you” his voice was weak, his demeanour turning fragile as he told you what he needed.

“how bad?” your question was innocent enough, fingers trailing down his body, finding he hem of his shirt so you could push them underneath the clothing. you dug your nails into his abs before pushing his shirt over his head, hips still moving against his, clothed cunt still pressing against his hardening cock.

“so bad” his voice deepened, a weak groan leaving him as he confessed just how bad he needed to feel you wrapped around his cock. he sighed when he felt your fingers brush further down his body until they left him completely, reaching to push the fabric of your own shorts apart with one hand and using the other to wrap around the base of his cock.

you looked at him as you brushed his cock against your slick clit, his eyes were focused on the way you held his cock, waiting impatiently for you to sink down on him so he could feel your warmth wrapping tightly around him.

there was no way you couldn’t not give him what he needed, his cock was already throbbing in your hand, he was hissing slightly at the oversensitivity. you knew how much of a mess he’d be once he was inside of you and you were excited to see it.

sungchan’s fingers pressed into the skin of your waist, tucked under your shirt as you finally gave him his relief. pressing the head of his cock against the entrance of your cunt and slowly sinking down on the head. his eyes were drowsy as he watched the scene in front of him, he looked completely out of it when you sunk down on the rest of his cock in one go, taking every inch of him with ease.

the wetness of your cunt swallowed him whole, you squeezed around him once he was fully seated inside of you, stilling in his lap as you adjusted to the way he filled you up. your fingers went back to his stomach, hands flattening against his abs as you lifted yourself on his cock before dropping back down with a sigh.

sungchan allowed his eyes to close and his head to fall back as you rode his cock, his lips were parted and his breathing was unsteady. he let you squeeze around him and use him, feeling himself grow complete weak and incapable under your touch. he was a mess.

“you’re so big sungchannie” the moan you let out with your words broke him, a deep, high pitched moan came from his lips. one thing sungchan couldn’t handle was your praise, especially when you moaned it out as prettily as you did.

“you like it” he tried to be cocky but the wavering in his voice failed him, he couldn’t help the whimper that came out with his words too. you giggled at him, a whimper leaving your own lips as you fucked yourself on his cock.

“i love it” your fingers trailed from his stomach to his chest, thumbs brushing over his nipples before reaching his shoulders, your nails dug into his skin as you bounced on his lap “love your cock so much” his cock throbbed inside of you, your walls clenched around him, tightly hugging him. “always fills me up so well” your words went right to his head, and his cock, sungchan felt himself grow dizzy as you worshipped his cock.

if you kept talking to him the way you were, sungchan knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, not with how well you’re soaked walls were moving around his cock. you knew he was close with the way his fingers dug deeper into your skin, his nails were almost drawing blood from you with how hard they were pressed into you.

sungchan lifted his head up, your hands left his shoulders and pushed into his hair. his head fell forward almost instantly, he buried his face in your neck as you continued to move on his cock, his lips pressed against your neck whilst he whined against your skin. “i’m so close” his voice was broken, his eyes wet as you rode him harder. his hands fell to your ass as he tried to take what you gave him “god you always fuck me so well” there was a higher pitch to his usually steady voice, whimpers leaving him every few seconds as he grew closer to the edge.

“you’re so sweet sungchannie” he whined again, hands pulling your body closer to his as he began to let his cum leak into you. the whines he let out turned into moans, broken moans. he couldn’t do anything as his cum spilled into you, his body grew slack and his grip became harsher, his second orgasm had hit him harder than his first, the feeling of his already sensitive cock releasing another load of cum made his body shiver.

sungchan’s moans were sweet, especially when he was mid orgasm. you could feel tears well up in his eyes as he filled you with his cum, letting every drop of it spill into you until he physically couldn’t let anymore out. he found himself collapsing back against the sofa, his eyes barely open as you slowed down your movements on his cock.

“wanna watch your cum” sungchan’s voice was tired, he was breathing heavily, his body drained as he watched you “always so pretty when you cum” he still sounded and looked weak. your fingers tightened their grip on his hair as you moved quicker on his cock again, one of your hands dropping down to your clit so you could rub it in times with the way you were fucking yourself on his cock.

sungchan didn’t take his eyes off you, keeping watch of the way you began falling apart around his cock, taking all of him with each bounce up and down. he found himself obsessed with the overstimulation as well as watching you get yourself off, your fingers moved so well around your clit, your whimpers were so pretty as you brought yourself closer to the edge. sungchan was pretty sure he could’ve came again with how well you were taking his cock.

“so close sungchannie” your whine made him groan, his used cock throbbed painfully inside of you as you pushed yourself over the edge. your thighs were tense as your orgasm washed over you, walls clamping down around his cock, his cum making it easier for you to glide up and down on it as you came around him.

you collapsed against his chest, his large hands brushed under your shirt and rested against the curve of your back. you felt his lips touch the side of your head as the two of you recovered from way you rode his cock, both breathing heavily.

sungchan’s fingers drew circles against the skin of your back as his eyes shut, he was sure the two of you would fall asleep in the position you were in with his cock still seated deep inside of you but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. sungchan thought waking up with you wrapped around his cock was potentially the best way he could ever wake up.

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