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I saw the Demian special clip, and I need to suck on their dicks so bad...

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Hello, I hope that you're doing well! I was wondering if you have a wip list?

I don't, even though I should do it. Although at this moment I have the requests closed bc I have far too many wip.

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Unnie's unnie

Warnings: Unnie Kink, but Jiu's not the one called Unnie despite being the oldest. Light bondage, a bit of dirty talk, use of vibrator, overstimulation. And aftercare, though that's not a warning I guess.

Jiu had been the oldest all her career, she was used to it, she was used to being the oldest, the leader, the one who cared for everyone because she had to. Of course, the other girls took care of her too, but she was always the unnie, she was always the one to be respected and above everyone in the group because she was the oldest. After all, hierarchy was hierarchy, and Sua would die of a heart stroke if she heard anyone calling her something that's not unnie, even if she liked when Jiu called her jokingly unnie, as Minji tended to act like the youngest instead like the oldest.

And oh, how would Bora revolt if she knew that she called you unnie even in the most lustful moments, not only as an inner joke between you two. It all started as a joke out of bed, as you were lightly scolding her when she was cooking even though she was sick. You went to Dreamcatcher's dorms to take care of her while the rest carried on with their schedule, but there she was, taking care of herself when you accidentally fell asleep on the couch while she was asleep on the bed. She had chuckled at the scolding, and answered with a small "I'm sorry, unnie" which left you speechless and flushed, because you had never expected it.

From then on, she started to use it jokingly, mostly teasing, on times where you got almost like a mother, until she started to get too comfortable and started calling you unnie on the regular. You didn't mind it, so you let her call you unnie whenever she felt like it, and she did, calling you like that on times where you two were alone, earning a plethora of different nicknames for her. But slowly she started to call you unnie in front of others, which, paired with her bubbly personality and her looks, made everyone think you really were older than her. She even went as far as to call you "Y/N unnie" on a live with insomnia, so you're now forever marked as the older in the relationship, despite having the same age as Handong.

It was almost natural for her to call you unnie all of the time, it gave her a sense of being taken care of, and you always did that, in and out of bed. But you don't seem to hear it, you don't hear it, actually, as her thighs are muffling most sounds, and she said those words in a breath, words barely making sense, as she always does when you're tasting her like you had all the time in the world, slowly going faster until it felt too much for her. But she was impatient, even more after not being able to have sex with you for a long time, and the stress from the comeback being too much for her.

"Unnie, don't tease." She pleaded in a whine, and it was when you finally heard it, raising your face, with your hands still gripping on her thighs to keep her from closing them.

"What did you say, love?" You asked, thinking that you misheard her somehow.

"Unnie, please don't tease." She said, thinking that you were going to make her plead, rather than being surprised by the honorific. "I've been good, I don't want to be teased, please..."

You chuckled at her, going in for a kiss before caressing her cheek looking at her both full of love and full of lust at the same time. You never thought you'd like to be called unnie this much, but now that you heard it, you wanted to wreck her so bad...

"You weren't good, baby, you were the best." You complimented her, seeing her blush and her hips move, searching for something, anything you could give her, yet you stopped her by gripping her hips. "Unnie's gonna make you cum so much for that, because my pretty girl deserves nothing but pleasure."

Looking at her, with her rosy cheeks, and the glistening skin that seemed to shine under the moonlight, and the scent of her perfume mixing with the sweat, you got back to your position earlier, skipping all the slow movements and the building up, immediately attaching your lips to her core, licking and prodding as fast as you could. Her hips immediately buckled, not expecting you to comply to what she asked, a small voice on the back of her head saying that there had to be a trap, you weren't one to just do what she asked without there being consequences she didn't thought about. But the pleasure was being too much for her, you were giving what she wanted, so she wouldn't complain, she was letting her being to shut off from pleasure, becoming putty on your hands for you to do whatever you pleased.

Her first orgasm came quickly, after all you had been working her up for a while, and you knew how to make her fall apart. You let her ride off her orgasm, feeling her muscles tensed slowly relax, and her thighs starting to lose that vice grip they had on you. You let her relax, making her think you'd let her recover after it before going back at her, yet you kept going just as fast as before once she calmed down, knowing how sensitive she was, how it all felt too much, even a simple touch. She knew she should’ve expected it, but she was so out of her own mind that she had thought that you would give her a break, though she didn’t really mind if you didn’t, even if her thighs quivered and she was trying to get away from you and she was whining, she didn’t really wanted you to stop. You knew this all too well, so you grabbed her by the waist, pushing her as close as possible just to make sure she wasn’t running away.

“Didn’t you want unnie to make you cum, angel?” you asked mockingly, using your fingers to replace your tongue on her clit as you looked at her. “Why are you running away from it? Are you being a brat?” You asked, earning another whine and a small shake of her head as she bucked into your hand, despite her feeling overwhelmed.

“’S too much” She mumbled, stringing the words together in a single word barely understandable for you, but you had her enough times in your bed as to understand what she said, so you only chuckled, moving your fingers from her clit to her entrance.

“Well, you asked for it, baby. Now be a good girl and stay still. Can you do that for unnie?” You asked, after all you wouldn’t do something she didn’t want, but she opened her eyes, with some underlying panic at the mere thought of you stopping, you knew enough, but for good measure she took a hand to yours, pushing your fingers inside of her.

"I'll be a good girl for unnie, I am a good girl for unnie." She answered after a few seconds of grinding against your fingers, and you could feel her hot, pulsing center, swallowing on your digits, greedily asking for more, for anything you could give her.

And you would give her anything she wanted, so you started to pump your fingers at a steady pace, doing your best to bring her to her climax, which arrived a few minutes later. But you didn't stopped there, you continued fucking her through that orgasm, and another one that quickly followed after that due to sensitivity. And you stopped for a few minutes, making her believe that you would stop there, maybe for a few minutes to let her recover, and you let her think that while you got a box from under the bed, where you two kept part of the toys you both owned, those you couldn't keep on the nightstand because it was already being used for other toys, and you decided to grab a vibrator, even if the different toys and other things that you could use on her were giving you ideas for other things, but you had a one track mind in that moment, and your mind was on getting as many orgasms from Jiu as it could be possible... And maybe tying her if she was moving far too much. So you left the silky restraints close enough in case it was needed, but you decided to not use it right away.

You turned it on as it hovered over her clit, pressing it softly as you turned it on its medium level, making her buck her hips with a moan, taking all your attention to the face, to the way she couldn't keep her eyes open and her mouth shut, letting out breathy moans that turned into gasps, and then her trying to get as much oxygen as possible through her mouth, and drool slowly falling from her red, swollen lips. Her eyebrows were frowned, knit together from pleasure, and there was a slight trembling in her body, the muscles of her abs taut with the feeling of another orgasm approaching, the coil inside about to snap with a pleasure that was painful, but that kind of pain only aroused her more. You upped the level of the vibrator, going along with the quicker thrust of your fingers, feeling yourself dripping from seeing your girlfriend utterly spent, with nothing on her mind but the pleasure she is given. There was no way to deny that you would be able to cum just because of this lustful display in front of you, so beautiful that you felt like it deserved to be painted and shown on the most important art museum of the world. But an even more beautiful sight was presented to you just seconds later, as you saw her start squirting, with her juices staining your body, hers, and the sheets under her.

When you saw her body twitching, you turned the vibrator off, throwing it to the side, thinking that she had enough for the night, so you slowly took your fingers from her, which made her open her eyes.

"Unnie..." She panted, looking at you with her pleading eyes, those that you knew could get anything from you even before she asked. "Unnie tie me up"

You looked at her, surprised for a second, waiting for her to tell you exactly what she wanted, even though you had a small idea of what could that be.

"Are you sure you can take more, baby?" You asked, but she didn't answer, instead she took your hand soaked with her juices, taking the fingers previously inside her to her mouth, cleaning them up just for show, to push you past caring about it being wrong or right, and fucking her until she wouldn't be able to take more.

It definitely did the trick, as you took the silk that you would usually use as blindfold, but this time you turned her around to tie her wrist behind her back, making sure it wasn't tight enough to bite into her skin, but tight enough for her to not be able to set herself free, and then you tied her ankles to the end of the bed, making sure her legs would be kept apart just enough for you to be able to go down on her. Jiu was writhing on her place, testing the restraints, testing how much she would be able to do without you stopping her, until a hand on her back forced her to stop moving, to keep her ass high and her face on the sheets, earning a chuckle when she whined once again.

“Who would’ve thought you were a slut, calling your younger unnie just to get fucked... I wonder what people would think of their charismatic bunny Jiu if they knew she’s my dirty little girl.” You told her as you got closer to her dripping core, giving her a small lick, as if you were tasting her before diving in. You felt her arousal spike as more of her slick dripped down her pussy, staining her thighs further, making you lick it once again before smirking against her. “Would you like that, angel? Do you want everyone to know this? To see you like this?” You questioned, even if you knew that right now she would say anything you wanted just to please you, so in return you started to give her pleasure, drinking from her nectar, using your hands to aid into that pleasure, toying with her sensitive clit, making her shiver and try to get away from you, even though the restraints left her with little space to move.

She didn't answer you, but the answer was clear as her moans were louder, and the grip on the sheets was making her knuckles turn white, pushing herself closer to your mouth that made wonders on her, earning the most beautiful moans there could be. You gently coaxed an orgasm out of her, with her chanting the word unnie with each moan, even shouting it as she came, earning a tug from the restraints on her wrists so she had her back against your front, feeling your breasts as you took the vibrator once again, turning it to the highest setting before it came in contact with her clit once again, making her cry from pleasure.

She was nearing the breaking point where she couldn't take it anymore, and you knew it as you heard her cry, mumbling sentences she couldn't understand, calling for her unnie in broken sobs, but not making any move besides her body twitching, trying to get away from the pleasure that was becoming far too much. You took a hand to her nipples, playing with the stiff peaks as she moaned in between sobs, earning a new squirt as she kept sobbing, and you slowly went down through the levels of vibration until it went off.

"No more, please unnie, no more" She begged while sobbing, earning a kiss right below her ear, letting her know that you were done.

You started untying her, kissing her wrists and ankles when you were done, watching her how she sprawled on the bed.

"Do you need anything baby? Water? A bath? You should get out of bed a bit so I get clean sheets." You told her, taking the hair on her face and kissing the tip of her nose.

"Cuddles, come cuddle me unnie." She said in a soft tone, showing she was tired more than anything else.

"Sleeping it is then, but then I'll get you water, and a nice bath, and then the sheets." You told her, smiling at the honorific, now being affectionate.

You were her unnie, no matter how did she used it, and you would answer to her calls each time, no matter what situation.

#girl group smut #dreamcatcher smut #jiu smut

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Hi you’re good

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On a new unhinged though: Hyeju and the reader playing strip poker, which ends up with fucking.

That's it. That's the thought.

#loona smut #girl group smut #olivia hye smut

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I was called baby boy and I almost melted... An interesting way to discover that I'm more of a bottom than I thought.

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Little Dove (2/2)

Warnings: g!p Yves, size kink now on all its glory, public sex, unprotected sex.

Pic also for reference of the presentation (it doesn't really matter tho)

Summary: Neither you nor Yves could take each other from their minds... And being near each other for so long can only lead to one thing.

Months went by like that, with her getting some kind of Pavlovian response to you where only it was needed for you to be in the same space as her to get her semi hard, with her brain going wild with the many scenarios of her fucking you in that very same place you both were, not caring if there were more people in the room. Of course, she didn't do anything, she didn't know how you felt about her, neither. But you felt just the same as she did, your body being on fire as soon as she did something as small as just touching you by accident if she was too close. Yet both of you were unaware of it, so you decided it would be better for you to just concentrate on becoming a dancer.

Which you did, dedicating your life to dancing, and training hard day and night until you did it. You became a dancer, and you started to get many jobs for it, background dancer for big names on a music video, a dancer for someone's promotions... And the understudy of your sister Haseul.

You could've said no, but you were going to spend more time close to Yves, and how could you say no to that? You went headfirst into that, with the girls joking that you would end up being added to the group, even going as far as giving you a stage name, giving you dark green as a color, and saying you should be a crow-tit because you were smaller than most of the group. All in all you were accepted pretty well, with practices accommodating to your schedules as a dancer, which also meant you would also stay up until late just to be able to give your best for the group.

You were pushed into an almost idol life, having to shoot the video with them, just to be able to have some sense of Haseul in there, and yet again you accepted because you knew that it would mean much to orbits, to those who loved your sister dearly. You didn't even sung a line, but it was okay for you. You didn't want to be an idol, you wanted to be a dancer, which was what you were doing, plus some extras.

Like being thrown to the wolves stylists to be measured for the clothes for promotion and the video, because of course, the choreo was for twelve people, and you would have to be there for it to work. You didn't know anything about them anymore for a while, but even though you heard them scoff and whisper during the measurements, you could only now thank them for those clothes.

And Yves wanted to thank them too, as they made you look so good that even after finishing the song, all sweaty and panting. She even preferred you that way, even if she was about to burst in her shorts because of that visual. You were no better, you were about to pounce on her, fuck all the rules and what was wrong or right.

You ended up quickly getting out of the stage as soon as the show was over, just as many other idols were getting out of the stage, which led to the twelve girls and their managers to search for you. You were none of them responsibility, you could even get back home on your own if you wanted, just as you could get to the shows on your own, but you spent so much time with them that they grew fond of you. That and the fact that if Haseul ever knew you got lost and no one searched for you, she would light up Blockberry Creative and then The Show, not caring who was inside.

Of course, it was Yves who found you, while you were looking at a hallway trying to see if you recognized something from there. She got closer to you, who was unaware of the girls searching for you, and trapped you between the wall and her body.

"Are you lost, little dove?" She asked, putting her deepest voice possible.

Even though you tensed up, you relaxed hearing Sooyoung being Sooyoung.

"Is it now when you kidnap me and take me to a huge mansion and we have sex until I fall in love?" You joked, making Yves blush while her eyes widened.

"How do you know that movie?" She whispered in a tone that sounded too much like your sister scolding you.

You turned around, raising an eyebrow to her, but you never pulled away.

"I'm not a child, Sooyoung I can watch whatever I want... But I didn't finish the movie, watching it only for the girl didn't seem worth it." You answered.

"You were going to watch it for the woman?" Sooyoung asked, even more surprised than before.

"Yeah, but if I wanted to watch porn I would've payed for it."

That was one of the things Sooyoung loved about you. No, not if you watched or not porn, but the ability of just talking about things that everyone else would simply find to scandalous. Yet you were there, talking about it with a teasing smile, knowing that you were flustering her.

"Yah! Don't be like that, you're doing it on purpose." She complained, making you laugh at it.

She didn't like it, she didn't like to feel like you were making fun of her, even if she knew you weren't. You were laughing, because she was too nervous around you to even talk about things related to sex because she couldn't let you know that she fantasized about you all the time.

But she wouldn't let you keep laughing about you either, so she wouldn't just grabbed you by your jaw and kissed you.

That definitely kept you from laughing, as you quickly kissed back, getting your hands on the back of her head, pulling her even closer, while her arms went to your waist like they had known its way all her life. The kiss didn't take long to become a makeout session, with both lips coated on each other's saliva, you being pushed against the wall once again, and one of her hands was making her way inside the red skirt you were wearing. You let out a gasp when she grabbed your ass, squeezing it with no hesitation, as if she had dreamed about it for a long time. The gasp was swallowed by Sooyoung’s mouth, but she wasn’t able to stop a moan on her own when your hand slipped through her shorts to her boxers, tracing his length with your nails, making her shiver and throb.

“Y/N! Are you here?” The unmistakable voice of Gowon pulled you out of your makeout session, quickly getting your hand out of Sooyoung’s hand and pulling apart just enough to get her inside the door next to you two, the bathroom you had been just a few seconds before she had found you.

Yves was looking at you with a teasing smile and a raised eyebrow, as if she had been waiting for you to say what you wanted, even if she wanted just the same. But you didn’t even give her time to do so, as you took her inside one of the stalls, not wanting to risk yourself to be found with her by her own members, not after making out with her, so you two waited for a few seconds, hearing Gowon talking to someone else who’s voice neither of you could recognize, and then hear her walking away. You got out of the stall, looking at your reflection in the mirror, seeing your hair being a mess and your lipstick smudged along with Yves' own color in your lips. Deciding to stop before it was too late, you start taking your lipstick off with paper, and to fix your hair the best you could, you can always blame the mess on the presentation and running around the building trying to find your way back.

Of course, Yves wouldn't have any of it, as she went back to you, holding you by the waist as she looked at you through the mirror, not caring how she was looking. You could feel her bulge even if you two were completely clothed, but you decided to ignore it just for the sake of getting out of there quickly, otherwise you would give up in a matter of seconds.

"So now we're going to act like nothing happened?" She asked getting closer to your neck, wanting to leave a kiss there. You moved aside, not allowing her to do so, earning a frown from him. "Didn't you want to kiss me, or anything that happened? Because I can go out of here and never get close to you again uf that's what you wanted."

"That's the problem, Sooyoung. I want you, but we can't be together, we're risking too much just with something as small as a kiss." You said, finally turning around to face her, knowing that it would be a bad idea. "We worked hard to get where we are, even if we are not the top idol or the top dancer."

Once again, she got in front of you, with her two hands on the counter behind you, not wanting you to move away again.

"I don't care what I'm risking. It might be crazy, because I've met you just months ago, but I can't get you out of my head." She confessed, kissing you cheek "And you can't say you don't feel anything, because otherwise what we did wouldn't have happened." She finished, kissing the corner of your mouth

You looked at her, how good she looked on those clothes, how you wanted to indulge on her at least once when you had the chance, because you weren't sure you would ever have a chance with her. It was wrong and you knew it, you should get out of there, and accept her offer of never getting close to her again. But it was also right, it was what you wanted, it was what she wanted also, and she was asking for a bit of your time, just enough to satisfy a need, then you'll see the rest.

"You're going to be the death of me, Ha Sooyoung." You answered, not giving her time to try to understand as you kissed her again, with the same need you had kissed her before.

She took no time kissing you again, grabbing you by the waist to push you against her body, needing you as close as possible. Your hands went against the skin of her abs, slowly getting a hand inside, running with your nails higher and higher, feeling her shiver and her skin get goosebumps.

Yves decided to up the game too, and started to drive her lips to your neck, kissing your jaw in the process, wishing she could leave hickeys there, to show everyone that you wouldn't be touched by anyone else, yet she didn't, as she knew the rest of the group would quickly put two and two together and everything would be over for the two of you. Maybe on another time, when no one was searching for you, she would be able to do so, and let you blame anyone else, but for now she would have to be content with knowing that she would have you. And she was happy, as she felt your body heating while she ran her fingers on the inside of your red cropped shirt, a reminder that you were almost like a group mate, with your color coordinated clothes, the same ones you and Gowon joked that were the same, and wondered if it was part of the lore in front of the cameras. But it didn’t matter now, not when she was so goddamn grateful of the skirt and your cropped shirt, as it gave more access to you without sparing time discarding clothes, she could deal with the rattle of the chains you were wearing as accessories, and the fact that she would probably ruin the hard work of the stylists and make up, she only cared that she had you, even if for a short while.

“Yves, we don’t have much time.” You reminded her, despite finding pleasure on her touches and kisses, now on your body, as she had unbuttoned your shirt, and you were feeling some of the cold chains against your body, hot with need from the taller girl.

Maybe if there was a next time, you two could take more time, but as much as you wanted to take your sweet time there, you were on a bathroom on a music show and many other people were searching for you. Sooyoung knew this, so she chuckled as she unbuttoned her pants and lowered along with her boxers, letting you see her erection. It was then when you understood why you could feel her so easily sometimes, as she was rather big, and for a moment you wondered if it would hurt to have her inside, yet the worry went away after remembering how many times you had wanted her.

“You’re sounding needy, love.” She said as she slid the safety shorts down along with your underwear.

She was grateful for them usually, it protected the girls and you from unwanted stares and pictures, but in times like these she felt like she wanted to rip them off. But she didn’t, instead they let them around your knees while she grabbed you by the waist and sat you down on the counter, with you squealing from surprise before it turned into a moan as her thumb found its way to your clit, drawing slow circles while coating her dick with your wetness, feeling also worried for you. Although a part of her was turned on by the small size difference, there was another part of her that was worried of hurting you, so she wanted to do her best to make sure it would be fine despite being short on time.

Yves slid inside of you slowly, taking her time watching your face for any sign of discomfort, but she found only pleasure, as you closed your eyes and moaned from pleasure. That urged her to keep going, slowly filling you with her, biting her lip to not let out a moan on her own. You noticed her holding herself back, so you decided to grab her by the back of her head and kiss her, latching your legs to your back to get her to finally go all inside. You both moaned at the feeling, feeling so full of her, having her breathe in the air you breathed out, with her hands on you just as you had your hands on her. 

Sooyoung looked at you for any sign of discomfort, anything that would signal her to not move, but all in your face showed the opposite, and while you were grateful for her being so considerated, you also knew that you should be quick before the other ten girls or their managers found you, so you start grinding on her.

“Come on, fuck me like you dreamed of doing.” You tell her, starting to kiss her neck and leaving soft bites on her neck, earning a moan and for her to give a quick thrust into you.

She finds a good pace rather quickly, as if you two had done this plenty of times, and maybe it’s the rush of adrenaline of thinking you could be caught at any time, but you don’t think there could be something that turned you on more than that moment with her. She was moving rather fast, barely taking some inches out before ramming the full length inside again, and her thumb on your clit still moving, this time at the same pace as Sooyoung’s length. Yves looked down, seeing her cock disappearing on your insides, and how it bulged on you, making her feel like she could’ve cum from that sight alone. She had you caged against the mirror, as she had fantasized many times, and it was even better than what she had ever thought, nothing could even compare to having your pussy pulsing on her shaft, your moans on her ear, and your legs around her waist, as if you wouldn’t ever want her to let you go.

You both were close, and she knew it, but even then, she couldn’t help but listening voices, it was both Hyunjin and Chuu, and it made her act quickly, walking to the nearest stall with you in her arms, not stopping thrusting on the whole ordeal.

“You’ll have to keep quiet, sweetheart.” She told you in almost a teasing tone, which you answered with kissing her.

You both heard them getting in, talking about you, and how everyone had run without their phones, so no one knew if you were okay, which made you want to laugh. You were more than okay, you had Sooyoung deep inside you, fucking you as if she wanted you to forget even your own name, and the idea of them finding you like that made you clench on her, making Yves bite your lower lip to stiffle a moan. She was getting near the edge, and she was almost sure you were too, but the other pair seemed to be waiting for you two to get out of there, as they were still talking there, and Hyunjin even got into one of the stalls next to you, all while Yves tried to stop herself from cumming until the pair was out, and both of you tried not to let out a moan.

Neither of you knew what the other was thinking, but both of you were feeling just the slightest guilty of liking the idea of being caught there, fucking while everyone worried about your whereabouts. Yves kissed you again just as she bursted inside of you, making you moan inside her mouth and cumming with her, the voices of the pair being drowned in the whirlwind of lust and the overwhelming feelings, making Yves seat so she wouldn’t drop you accidentally.

You both heard the door being closed while you and Sooyoung tried to regain their breath, giggling breathlessly at what just happened, her white essence dribbling down your core to her thighs, but she doesn’t care, but there’s a strange need inside to scoop all of it and fuck it back inside. But she doesn’t, if she does that she knows you two will be back at it and you’ll be fucking in the stall for hours. Even though it sounds like heaven, even if the place isn’t the best, she decides against it, and only scoops what had gotten out with two fingers, and raised them to your lips.

“Fuck, I shouldn’t have done that.” Yves said, feeling herself twitch at the sight of you taking her digits in your mouth and cleaning them up. “Let them go, baby, we need to get going, and if you keep it like that we’re not leaving this place anymore.”

“You’re the one who wanted me to clean your fingers.” You answered with an innocent expression, as if you hadn’t done anything.

You got up from her lap, only to feel your thighs like jelly, but you endured it and got your underwear and safety shorts up, watching the older girl clean herself before pulling her boxers and shorts up, turning around to hand you toilet paper to clean you off, only to find you already fixing your shirt. She had expected for you to want to clean yourself after the mess that would probably be your thighs if you didn’t, but she never expected that you would hold her cum inside, and it made her want to torn your clothes off only to fuck you again. But she didn’t, she only held you by your waist, helping you out to the sink, so you could fix yourself before going.

She knew she would have to come up with a great excuse so no one would suspect, but still, she couldn’t help but hug you from behind, looking at you in the mirror, still perfect in her eyes. She was fucked up, she knew it from the first moment she saw you... Yet, she wouldn’t care, as long as she had you in her arms.

“Come on, I’ll take you on my back, I’ll say you fell down on the way back and I decided to carry you.”

#loona smut #yves smut #g!p yves

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Little Dove (1/2)

Warnings: g!p Yves, a bit of size kink kinda mentioned, masturbation

This one is pretty tame, but I had to cut it into two bc Tumblr has a word limit.

Summary: Being Haseul’s sister should be enough to deter Yves from chasing you... But turns out, Yves likes what’s forbidden.

There are few rules that no one was supposed to break on Loona. Most of them seemed dumb, but they were necessary to be able to survive being in the same place as the other eleven girls, and none of them bothered except one. Siblings were out of reach for everyone within the group. At first, she had been totally okay with it, as she had an older sister that she wouldn’t let anywhere near the dorms in case one of the girls decided to look her with the wrong look, and thought that it would be weird if she liked one of the sisters of her group members as they would look similar to them, and she wouldn’t even lust over those girls.

But fate had decided to have a laugh on her, as she met you a year after their debut. You went to Seoul to congratulate her, and that's when you both met… Along with the others. Yes, you looked like Haseul, but at the same time you looked nothing like her. While Haseul features were angelic, delicate to a point where she would look younger and kind; your features looked more sharp, which gave the sense of you being older, and gave away the mischief behind your innocent mask.

You sat next to her, as if you had smelled her nervousness, smirking at her while Haseul complained about you sitting next to her, and it seemed like you were well aware of the rule, as you made it all seem like flirting, earning some shouts from your sister. You two got along pretty well thanks to that, doing things just to get Haseul mad, laughing when you saw her all pouty, and then she went on to ignore you and talk with Vivi. By the end of the night, you were on her lap, while the thirteen of you watched a movie that she didn't even know what it was about, as she was worrying about you realizing that she was semi hard from all the lingering touches and all the things you two did to play around with Haseul. It seemed like her body didn't got the memo of it being a joke.

She was barely out of teenage years, and her hormones sometimes went all over the place without her meaning to, so getting hard with almost nothing wasn't difficult, so she was terrified of you learning about her secret... Which wasn't exactly small. She also cursed being bigger than average, and prayed to whatever it could hear her for you to not realize what was going on in her pants, she wouldn't want to lose you without even having you.

But you did, and you only apologized if she happened to make it hurtful by sitting on your her lap. She simply said that it was okay, and was relieved to see that you took it as if it was just as normal as everything else.

Turns out, it wasn't okay. She was so entranced by you that she never heard that you would start training to be a background dancer on the very same company she was, so she was surprised to find you a week later all sweaty with a top and sweatpants, dancing to the chorus of "The eve", stopping once it was done, not carrying on through the rest of the song. She couldn’t see your face well, as it was covered by your hair, now shorter than it had been a week ago, but you still looked amazing. The way you moved made her feel something inside, something she wasn’t trying to understand but her body seemingly did, discreetly fixing herself on the short she was wearing.

“Do you need help, little dove?” She asked.

She had cut her hair too, and there were also talks of dyeing it, as comeback preparations started, this time without Haseul, who had once again went away once the anniversary of was over. You knew it, as the company was putting extra pressure on you to get you to replace your sister, at least when it came to dancing and showing your face, somehow having something to do with the lore and God knows what else. You weren't sure of being able to, not with such short notice, even if you were dancing ever since you were five.

You weren't worried about not being able to learn it, you were worried about not being good enough, worried about you not acing it in front of her. And now you were worried about her watching you dance, judging you for it. You should've gone to another agency.

"It's just-" you sigh, knowing that you needed help, yet you didn't want to ask. "Yeah, there's something lacking, but I don't know what."

"Alright, show me what you've got and I'll tell you what I see."

You were unsure of it, yet you nodded, replaying the music.

"My problem is with the chorus, the rest it's good." You explained while you got ready.

"Stop stalling and just show me, come on."

And so you did, just as the chorus started. Only then Yves knew that she wasn't ready to see her newfound crush dancing.

Your face had completely changed, you didn't look anymore like a mischievous kid, but rather like you were Aphrodite, trying to lure her into a trap that will have all the gods in the Olympus fighting to have their way with her. It was the way you moved, the way she could see your muscles so well, how your clothes did just perfect in showcasing just enough of your body to leave her head spinning, but also wishing to take off some more.

By the end of the chorus, Yves knew two things: She had been screwed by the very same rule she had pushed to exist, and that she would need to go straight to a bathroom as soon as she was done helping you.

"So? What did you see?" You asked, more focused on training than how Sooyoung seemed to have all the braincells melted.

"I- You did- It's-" she started to move her hands, as if she was trying to say what she thought, but truth be told she couldn't. "That kind of good it was." Yves ended up saying.

"The kind of good that you can't say a word? That's great. Still... Could you practice with me, please? Just a little, I want to see how you do it." You still asked, completely unconvinced that you've done that good.

But you shouldn't have, as seeing her made you forget entirely about what you were supposed to be doing. Standing like you suddenly became a statue, you can't help but look at her like she was a different girl. The playful, a bit awkward Sooyoung suddenly became someone else, and you seemed to like that one girl just as you seemed to start liking Sooyoung.

"Y/Nie? Are you okay?" She asked after seeing you weren't really moving at all, and she was even sure you weren't breathing.

"Huh? Yeah, sure, just thinking." You say, and you were indeed breathing when you came back to your senses. "See? You do it great, you- you have that- I don't really know what it is but, you have it, and I'm lacking."

Yves chuckled, walking right behind you, leaving you confused, but you didn't questioned it until you felt her oh so close to you.

"Let's see if we can fix it. I'll help you with your moves from behind."

In hindsight, Yves should've approached the problem differently, but her need to be close to you won over, so she couldn't help but do it. And she paid the price for her stupidity, as she found how both bodies fit together. You were shorter than her, granted, and she played a quick game of guessing your height. You were shorter than Haseul, that was for sure, but not as short as Yeojin, just short enough to fuel her mind with dirty thoughts of what could happen if she just went on and...

She had to take a step back after the thought. You were forbidden, you were Haseul's sister, her leader, and the rule was still there, hanging from a thread that was threatening to snap at any moment and cut her head off as if it was a sword. It was going to be the end of her, you might end up being the end of her career even if none of you made a move, all that was needed was for someone to know about those feelings she was harboring, yet she couldn't care less.

Much to her mental sanity, she spent hours practicing with you that day, ending with a pretty embarrassing boner that she was hopening to take care of. To her luck, most of the group had gone to sleep, and the rest was either back at their hometowns or just out for the night. Unluckily to her, the yyxy room was still full, with all of them sleeping there.

She quickly walked to the bathroom, making sure no one was around looking, it would be awful if they knew what she was about to do. Yves discarded her pants and boxers in a second, making her erection hit her abs. She didn’t spare a thought before getting a hand to her shaft, moving it slowly as the other went inside her t-shirt, under her bra, kneading the soft skin of her breast.

Her mind quickly went to you, to the way you moved in the practice room, and she wondered how would you move in another circumstances. She imagined her hand as if it was you, on your knees while you were giving her some relief, she imagined your tongue on the underside of her length, going slowly, teasingly, with one hand holding her up while the other creeped higher until being you the one playing with her breast. Then her imagination made her see you getting to the tip, teasing her slit before opening your mouth, talking as much of her as possible. Would you be able to take it all? Would you need help with your hands? Would you take it all even if you couldn't? Yves didn't know, and imagining wasn't enough, but it was all she got, and she would live on it until things were resolved.

Sooyoung moaned as she moved her hand faster, imagining you were sucking her off at that pase. She imagined you eyes locked on hers, her hands on your hair, urging you to let her go deeper inside your throat, your hands on her body, as if they knew where to touch. She felt herself twitch by only imagining it. If things were better, she would be fucking you in your apartment, or even a nice hotel, anywhere but a bathroom, and she'd have you naked, and she'd be deep inside you.

That was the next place her brain went, having you riding her while she was seating in the toilet, with your legs around her waist and your face on her neck, leaving breathy moans as she thrusted inside of you, meeting your hips with her movements. She could imagine your body against her, the skin flushed, your tightness, and it all drove her insane with desire because even if she could imagine it, it wasn't the real you, and she might never have you.

A grunt scaped her lips, both from frustration and pleasure. Even though you weren't there, her imagination did wonders to have you there, so much that she could even imagine hearing you moaning her name, panting with each thrust she did, and she could feel you leaving open mouthed kisses on her neck. She was losing her mind, but oh how well it all felt, how much she desired all of it to be real.

It didn't take long for her to cum, shooting on the tiles of the floor without a care, breathing heavily as she came down from her high, not caring if anyone heard, if anyone knew, or even caring about having to clean up her mess. First she would regain her breathing, and take you out of her mind for the night, now feeling guilty of what she had thought about, thinking you weren't feeling the same.

Unbeknownst to her, you were in your bedroom, feeling just the same as she did, but with your fingers inside you, there was no room for guilt.

#loona smut #girl group smut #yves smut

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How would reader introduce the collar to jiu during the next heat? And how would she react?

I feel like the reader would like, get Jiu and sit down to talk about it when the heat is over and ask if that's what she really wants, because consent goes first, and the reader needs to be sure that's what Jiu wants, because in this universe, collaring can have a good meaning or a bad meaning, and Jiu has had it rough before, so the reader wants to make sure.

So, the collar is bought and all, but left in the drawer of the nightstand for eventual use when the heats come and if Jiu ask for it again.

And she does, in the middle of the heat, when Jiu has this huge instinct of being owned, casually while being fucked.

"Collar me" she asks in a whine, feeling good, but she has that itch that needs to be scratched before she can fully let go.

You stop fully, and you hear her whine, even though she knows you're about to give her what she wants. You open the drawer, finding the collar, and you clean your wet hand in the sheets as you get back to her.

She's sitting, ready to have the collar and being owned by the one person she'd ever want to be owned. Though a part of her knows that it'll be for as long as she wanted, she could take the collar at any second and you wouldn't mind, she is yours in an entirely different way so the collar is nothing but an object to satisfy her primal desires.

You quickly clasp it around her neck, you know how to do this, you've done it with pets, you've made your research for when this time came, so the red collar is adjusted in the right way in a few seconds, and you can only give it a small tug to see how it feels on her neck.

"Is that okay, bunny?"

Her moan at the action should've been enough for you to understand, but you still needed her to voice it out. She doesn't do that, but she goes in for a kiss, tasting herself in your mouth, while she takes one of your hands to rest against her core so she could feel her leaking. She doesn't say anything, but what she does speaks louder than anything else.

She seems to like the collar, maybe a bit too much because while she's in heat she doesn't take it off, even if she's not having sex with you. The collar is red made of a soft fabric that you're not sure what it is, only that it's soft to the touch but firm enough to be felt, and choke if you wore it tight, it has a bow at the front, a darker red than the collar, and lace under it, making it seem bigger than it really was.

She seems to like it too much, because sometimes you see her go out with the collar firm in her neck, and you can't help but blush with the thought of the times you've seen her wear nothing but the damned collar.

#bunny jiu au

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Wait until they see the blogs talking about having some idol rearranging their guts, they're gonna have a stroke.

It's gonna be so funny tho watching some of them try to adjust. Like "what do you mean you don't care about charts and streams here? You discuss music?? You don't have mass voting gult trips??? Preposterous."

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I am hear to talk about bunny jiu coz my mind just went 😵‍💫 from reading that drabble...

continuing the conversation from your other blog..

Is Jiu a power bottom?

I see her more like a switch.

Like, on her heats she tends to get subby bottom, but sometimes she'll want to fuck the reader until the reader passes out, but that's rare in her heats.

But then outside the heat it's really depending on her mood, and both your moods really. Like it's more of how does she feels about sex in the moment than being this or that.

#bunny jiu au

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First Heat

Warnings: oral, hybrid Jiu yes I got the bunny jiu au into the nsfw, dirty talk, praising, masturbation (but it's barely there honestly), fingering, mentions of collaring (but there's no one wearing a collar yet), brief choking, Jiu gets called bunny... A lot. And the reader gets called unnie a few times.

This is pure filth, and probably poorly written, my apologies for those who expected better.

Summary: You always let Jiu deal with her heats as she wanted, and for the first time, she wants you to help with it.

You should've expected that you would have to take care of Jiu's heats as the relationship progressed, just as at some point people should expect that sex would be brought to the relationship when it comes to relationships with not-hybrids. But as you didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, you opted to forget about it until Jiu decided to bring it up.

But that meant you weren't prepared, and you didn't know what Jiu might need. All you knew was that this happened once a month, and it was only then that you understood why did the man who owned her wanted her. A bunny hybrid seemed to be highly sexual during heats, even if their heats were far more shorter than actual bunnies, and you knew that even behind the doors she was putting on a show for you.

You blamed it on thin walls, thin door, her mating urges, whatever you could so you could keep your sanity when you heard her loud moans at night, and sometimes your name being called in a way so sinful that it seemed like you could get into heat too. There were many nights where you ended with three fingers deep inside your core while you heard her, imagining what was she doing, what would you do if you were with her.

But once the heat was over, she was back at her normal self, and neither of you said a thing. So you two kept dancing around the topic but never getting to say anything about it.

You knew the time was coming when she was clingier than usual, and made everything to rile you up, as if she wasn't going to get into her room right when you were thinking about the idea of dropping to your knees and beg her to stop teasing you and fuck you, or you fuck her, either idea sounded great at that point. But she kept kissing your neck, and she stopped playing with the buttons of your shirt to actually start undoing them, going lower and lower until she sucked on your pulse point, earning a whine that would've been embarrassing if you weren't turned on.

"You know, I was thinking... Maybe this time you could come into the room with me."

You knew what those words meant, you knew what she was proposing, and you wanted it, only then you allowed yourself to realize how much you needed it. So you nodded, grabbing her by the thighs while you kissed her, leaving bites, kisses and even marks on the previously unblemished skin, now sporting purple and red around the pretty lace necklace she was wearing the more steps you took into the bedroom. The clothes started to fly out of your body with a desperation that seemed pent up, as if Jiu was planning on explode and then ask you to explode with her. You're sure some of the buttons of your shirt were yanked from the shirt, but you couldn't care less, you had at least two other shirts like that, people from work wouldn't even realize it's another different from the other.

By the time you lay her in the bed, your pants are hanging from your ankles, and you're not sure how Jiu did it, you're not even sure of caring at this point, but you're there, with only your underwear and sneakers while Minji is still dressed with that tight top, showing enough cleavage to send your hormonal brain into overdrive, leaving open mouthed kisses on her skin while slowly undressing her. Knowing that it was the first time she would let anyone else have sex with her, you knew it was your duty to let her feel that nothing would change after that, that you would love her the same and she would still be seen as an equal. You had to prove yourself to be worth it, even if heats threw hybrids' rationality out of the board, and the more she touched your body you started to lose it too.

Her top went off first, finding her breasts held by a lace burgundy bra, which covered too little and too much at the same time. You placed yourself on top of her, and your mouth went to her mounds leaving open mouthed kissed, light as feathers before kissing your way down to her abs, deciding to take off her bra later on. You kept going further until you found the hem of her jeans, taking them down with ease, as Jiu was more than eager to get any kind of stimulation you could provide for her. But she whined needily, thrusting her hips into the air as she tried to get something, anything to ease the ache between her legs, the very same ache you were fueling by turning her on more and more, but not taking care of it.

She grabbed you by your hair once you kissed her lace covered pussy, deciding to take the matter onto her hands, quite literally.

“I know you wanna be nice and slow, but leave it for other moment.” Jiu spoke, pushing your head further into her heat, even if she was aware you wouldn’t be able to do much with the offending lace.

Yet you raise your head, looking at her questioningly, and she can’t help but bring your head up for a kiss that shows both her unwavering love for you and her need for you to stop taking it slow.

“I want you to fuck me, we have all our life to make love.” She says, panting from the need of air she’s left after you decide to turn that simple kiss into a full on make out.

That’s when you learn the first thing about heats. They’re unforgiving, and it gives you no time for slowing down and loving. You don’t mind it at all, you just want to give Minji what she needs, and if she needs fucking, then you’ll do it.

After those words, her underwear quickly gets thrown somewhere in the room, neither of you could really care about it, and one hand instantly find its way to her breasts, groping and playing with her brown nipples, making her whine and moan, finally having some stimulation after being almost tortured. But you're distracting her, she would've been able to see that if she wasn't too focused on the hand on her chest and your other hand on her waist, if she looked at you she would've seen your face slowly getting to her core, with a deviant smirk and your eyes announcing that you were planning to leave all decency and manners.

You gave a long lick to her core, earning another moan from her, closing her eyes shut at the sensation. You did it again, prodding at her entrance with your tongue before latching your mouth to her clit.

Her hands tightened on your scalp, pushing you further into her wetness, staining your mouth and chin with it. You savored the juices spilling from her, she was sweet, as her personality and sweet as the perfume she used. You felt her clit throb, and the hand on her waist dropped down to her core, with one finger toying with her entrance, coating with her wetness before going inside.

"Is this what you wanted, bunny?" You asked, teasingly trusting into her just to see her reaction.

You feel her body heat, almost feverish, and you see her biting her lip, glossed with her saliva, or maybe it's your drool mixed with hers, you're not sure, but it gives them a shine that makes you wanna bite her lip. And you do, just as another finger goes in, matching the slow pace of the first one.

"Look at you, my beautiful bunny, all needy for me... For how long had you wanted this?" You questioned, taking a hand to the necklace she was wearing, ready to take it out, until she raised a hand to your hand to stop you from taking it.

You only raised an eyebrow, confused by it, almost letting out a moan on your own when she opened your hand to put it around her neck.

"I like it on..." She confessed, and you could see by the faint blush on her cheeks that the mere admittion was making her feel ashamed. "It feels like a collar" She finished after letting out a loud moan when your fingers hit a particular spot inside of her.

Of all the things you could expect from Jiu, that was the last one you had expected to hear.

"So you want a collar, huh?" You said, not realizing you had stopped, at least not until you heard her whine, and it was then when you continued, softly kissing her neck.

"It's a-a recurrent thought when I'm on heat." Jiu squirmed, feeling dirty just for the whole idea.

You were so kind to her, so thoughtful, and here she was wanting to be collared and manhandled like she was just a toy. Strange, if she thought about it, as she hated it from her previous owner, so maybe it was the heat, or maybe how well you looked with your work clothes, maybe it was the way you carried yourself so confidently, or maybe it was that one time where she saw you fighting with someone who dared to speak badly about her, seeing your eyes with that wildness and a smirk even while having a busted lip and a bruise forming...

The mere thought of it made her get even more wet, and closer to the edge. You were looking at her with the same face, that smirk and that edge in your eyes, but this time it was different, and she couldn't help but feel like she was about to be hunted by a predator, but the idea wasn't as terrifying as it should have been.

"I'll get you the prettiest collar then, so you can wear it when you're in heat and remember who you belong to, would you like that bunny?"

She couldn't help but let out a moan at the thought, gripping your hand a little tighter, which caused you to grip a little tighter on her neck. You chuckled, loving to see her like that, with her blonde hair sprawled on the bed, skin flushed, eyes dazed out with lust... You would give her everything she wanted and needed to see her in that state.

"Yes, I want that. I want unnie to give me a pretty collar and be unnie's pretty bunny."

You smirked at that, getting to her clit once again, deciding one final word before trying your best to bring her to the edge.

"Then I'll give you that, but now I gotta take care of my pretty bunny, who's been taking my fingers so well..." You left a kiss on her clit before throwing your last words. "You deserve to cum my love."

With that, you feasted on her like she was your last meal, allowing her to grind on your face as she pleased while your fingers upped the pace, until you felt her clenching on your fingers, and just by the way she was letting out a string of broken moans, you knew she was close, so you decided to replace your fingers with your mouth once again.

She came with a high pitched moan, throwing her head back and closing her eyes, gripping your hair to pin you to her, trashing around while you kept eating her out until she stopped moving, and she had stopped cumming.

"Are you well, bunny?" You asked, raising your face to let her know her juices smeared on your face.

She could only nod, feeling her insides tighten and a new wave of arousal coating her pussy.

"Good, 'cause we're not done yet."

#bunny jiu au

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YVES Pose (Queendom II)

#I know she's huge #I'm talking about her heart guys #I'm two seconds away from ditching the whole bunny au and go crazy with this

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do you you still use this?

Kinda. I mean, I have drafts being written, but the thing is that I kinda am stuck when it comes to inspiration for this.