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I love this
wooyoung nsfw alphabet please 🤧🙏
yayyyyy wooyoung nsfw alphabet!! :D
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
i honestly think he would be very sweet 🥺 a little cocky, maybe, depending on how many times he made you cum, but majoritively sweet and cuddly. he'd wanna cuddle or make out for at least an hour after having sex!
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
on him, neck. i don't feel the need to explain that one. on his partners, hands. i think woo would really appreciate pretty hands with long fingers <3 he'd also definitely love to suck his partner's fingers
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
i think he likes to be cummed on. doesn't matter what body part, he would just really like to get all messy with your cum.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
i think woo's a dirty boy ☹️ he probably has lots and lots of dirty secrets and would like the risk of having them exposed. he probably has little idol flings, he probably fucks at work, he probably has a folder of videos he's made of himself masturbating, i could go on
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
wooyoung is experienced with both sexes, and he knows what he's doing. also i think he's literally good at everything.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
depends on whether he's topping or bottoming!! but i think he'd like face-off and doggy style <3
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
he's definitely very giggly during sex. not even necessarily because he's goofy or humorous, but because he's a brat and he likes how you get mad (not really) when he laughs at you. but even when he's not bratty (very rare), he would still giggle quite a bit 🥺 he's so cute ugh
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
most likely clean shaven! honestly probably waxed
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
i don't give wooyoung enough credit for how romantic he can be 🥺 he's a libra venus which means he probably loves to be in love. he loves feeling close to you when he's having sex with you, and he's the type to say "i love you" right after you finish spanking him 🥺 so not traditionally romantic but still romantic nonetheless 😭
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
i think he'd really like to record himself. and it's not just jerk off videos, it's cute little performances that he puts on for the camera. he'd make himself look pretty and then he'd show off his ass, suck his fingers, and ride his pillows while he moans your name. like this (NSFW)
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
i think he's v kinky 😭 leather, bondage, mommy/daddy kink, impact play, wax play, ice play, the list goes on LMAO
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
honestly anywhere. he'd be down to fuck pretty much all the time, and he's always ready for you to pull him aside for a quickie, no matter where you are
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
being talked down to. treat him like he's dumb, call him desperate, maybe even baby him a bit and he'll be hard in seconds. also he would definitely get turned on from seeing you angry
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
it changes depending on his partner. he'd let certain partners do things to him that he'd never let anybody else do, and it changes from person to person.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
prefers giving and it very skilled. also (and this takes a lot of trust, but) i think he'd like for you to tie his hands behind his back while he goes down on you. he'd like completely losing control and not being able to do anything but please you 🥺
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
fast and sensual? is that a thing? well, it's what wooyoung is. he's a very passionate fucker, and would love super precise fast strokes.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
like i mentioned earlier, he would love quickies!! he's always ready for them and he would love the risk of being found out. he might actually want to be found out tbh 😭 (i think he's a bit of an exhibitionist!! also a voyeur but that's another story)
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
he's a bit of a perv so he does constant research (aka watching porn) to find new things to try in the bedroom. he is absolutely down to experiment and he loves taking risks!!
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
would prefer to have one or two really long rounds rather than lots of little ones. he'd like to edge and be edged to make it last as long as possible 🥺
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
he owns lots of toys, mostly for himself!! he'd love to teach his partner how to use them or show his partner how he makes himself feel good with them <3 but would also love using toys on his partner every once in a while!!
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
come on now. this is WOOYOUNG. aka the biggest fucking tease there is 😭 he'd tease you in every possible way, in every possible place, in every possible scenario. he absolutely loves getting a reaction out of you, and that doesn't change at all in the bedroom. hence why i think he'd love edging so much
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
very loud, and he does it on purpose. he'd make everything from sing-songy moans to high pitched whines to tiny whimpers, and he would want the neighbors to hear every last bit of it. he also would love to dirty talk in bed 😵‍💫
W = Wild card (a random headcanon)
i think he's a painslut. he would really, really like for you to be rough with him and throw him around, spank him and choke him and call him a dumb slut. not only does it get him off, it also lets him show you that he seriously loves you and trusts you. also he would need some pretty sweet aftercare after any s/m session and would love a nurturing dom to take care of him 🥺
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
i can't decide if he's completely average or slightly below average!!! 🤔
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
very very high. he'd probably like to fuck every day or every other day, and prob couldn't go more than a week without having sex
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
pretty quick 🥺 especially if you've been rough with him, he'd be pretty exhausted and would need lots of rest. so make sure you cuddle him and kiss his cheeks and tell him how well he did and how proud you are of him for cumming so hard 🥺
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mingtinysworld · 2 days
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Thank youuuu for 150 followers!! Literally insane like what😭 I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH🤍🤍🤍
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Lock your windows
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Pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader
Genre: smut, "dark" romance
Word count: 1.8k
Summary: After a discussion with your experimental boyfriend, you two are able to play out one of your long awaited fantasies
Warnings: MDNI, "stalker" wooyoung, role playing?? oral (m/f receiving), fingering, mention of a safe word, it seems noncon but just read til the end please trust me😭
Network: @newworldnet
A/n: idk why but the idea of wooyoung being a stalker is so hot to me. I also know he would be such an experimental partner to have, it's driving me insane. I need him so very badly
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You and your friends screech in laughter as someone says something hilarious. You and your friend group have been out for a couple hours now, drinking, eating, shopping, just having the best night out ever. The air is warm and stale, the humidity making your hair puff up in frizziness.
As you stumble along the path in your black high heels and sparkly silver dress you stand out, like a shiny pearl in the ocean. The glitter makes shadows on the dimly lit walls, making the light bounce off. You start laughing at something again when you suddenly stop.
A shiver slithers up your spine and makes the hairs of your nape stand up in alarm. Your friends realize you’re not following them anymore and they stare in confusion. They ask if you’re ok but you’re too busy looking around, trying to find the source of the eerie feeling.
You can’t seem to find anything in the shadows and tentatively take steps forward. Your friends look at each other with raised eyebrows but choose to shrug it off. You keep walking but you don’t say anything until you reach your doorstep. They say goodnight and leave you to your apartment.
You walk in and throw yourself on the cushiony couch, resting your eyes from exhaustion. You tap your foot quietly and hum a random tune that’s been stuck in your head all day when you hear a distant clatter from the direction of your bedroom and your eyes shoot open and foot stops tapping. You stand up curiously and walk towards your room.
As you walk in you can feel a cold breeze and you blink in confusion. You see that your window is wide open, blinds pulled apart. You don’t remember leaving your window open but you must’ve been in a rush and didn’t even realize. You shake your head at your inattentiveness and close it shut. You return to your spot on the couch and shut your eyes once more.
There’s clattering coming from the same direction again and you sit up in alarm this time. You warily go to your room, trying to inspect what the noise is. You see the window is open again, making the curtain billow in the wind.
“What the fuck.” You exclaim. You’re convinced you’re going crazy. You’re sure you closed it, but maybe the day is really getting to your head. You take a step and are thrown down to the ground in an instant. You gasp from the impact, managing to catch yourself on your elbows, but your knees are on fire from the carpet burn.
You try to turn on your back and find that your movements are restricted from a weight on your lower back. It feels like a boot is pressing you down, pushing the air out of your lungs. You breathe in tightly and your whole body tenses. You whimper in pain and the pressure lifts a little and you sigh in relief.
“Hi my love, we finally meet.” The stranger speaks with a low tone.
“W-who are you?” You wheeze out.
“I’m your lover of course, who else would I be?” He says matter of factly. You furrow your eyebrow in confusion.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” You try to talk without your voice betraying your fear. He chuckles at that and completely removes his boot.
“Oh you’ll understand what I mean soon.”
He reaches down to turn you over. As you lay on your back in the dark room, you observe his face as best you can, the only light provided being the single lamppost outside. He has long jet black hair and dark glimmering eyes. His nose has a perfect point and his mouth is turned up at the corners in a sneer.
He also studies you in turn. Your beauty up close does not compare to the months of watching you from afar. The hundreds of photographs hanging in his room pale in comparison. He’s filled with so much pure excitement at seeing you face to face finally.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment. For the day I get to caress your face, for the day I get to hear your sinful noises brought out by me. I’ve been very, very patient and this is my reward.” He looks into your eyes deeply, as if he’s mentally willing you to believe his words.
You feel a shiver go up your spine as you realize that the man is completely serious. He truly believes his delusions and it isn’t up for a discussion. He looks down at his silver watch, as if he’s on a mission. With a growing dread and arousal you realize that he is on a mission.
You are the mission.
You continue to stare at him with wide, fearful eyes as he straddles your still form. He leans into your neck and just stays there, nose taking in your scent deeply. He inhales and exhales and groans quietly. With his mouth muffled against your collarbone, he speaks.
“I can just smell the arousal coming off of you. You really love this huh.” You let out a small whimper at that and he raises his head.
“Don’t worry angel, Wooyoung is here to take care of you. I got you.” He speaks with a promising tone.
He leans in once more and he can feel your rapid heartbeat, which only aids in exciting him further. He kisses you with ease, almost intimately, caressing your bare arms and leaving goosebumps in his wake. You try to use your knee to push him off and he growls into your open mouth. The sweet kiss turns into an animalistic one. He gropes your breasts and kisses you breathless. As he rocks back and forth across your abdomen you can feel his growing bulge.
You feel your cunt throb emptily, needing something you’re too ashamed to admit. You submit to his feverish kisses and try to relax your body. He notices the change and grins in response.
“There you are, my love. Let’s get to the bed, shall we? I’d rather take you on a softer material.” He mockingly pouts and furrows his eyebrows. He lifts you up with ease and gently sets you on the bed. His hands settle underneath your shirt, slightly tickling your stomach. You squirm in hopes that he touches you sometime soon, or else you’ll explode.
He trails down your body, reaching your flimsy shorts and teasingly blows air on you. You buck your hips instinctively and he holds you down, clucking his tongue in disapproval.
“Nuh uh baby, I thought you were gonna be good for me?” He cocks his head sideways, questioning you.
“Yes, yes, I will, I promise.” You babble, feeling fucked out already.
He gives you a soft smile and rubs your thighs soothingly before landing a harsh smack. Your body jolts in reaction but you manage to hold in your yelp. Without wasting another second he pulls your shorts aside and dives in.
You muffle your moan into the palm of your hand, feeling like you need to scream. The stimulation is making you feel relief but so much torture at the same time. Wooyoung’s expert tongue is lapping up your slick, almost like a hungry animal and when he looks up at you, his gaze is as sharp as a predator.
His finger finds your clit with ease and twists and pulls as you mewl pathetically. Not once does he come up for air, he practically buries his head in your pussy, prodding his tongue into every crevice.
“You taste so sweet mmhh.” Wooyoung moans into your pussy, sending vibrations up your body. He digs his fingers into your hips, holding you even closer. You have to bite on your hand now to keep yourself quiet. He slightly bites down on your clit and you let out a shriek. Your body jolts up and you cum with a shuddering breath.
He finally removes himself from you and stares down at the state of your cunt. It’s a sopping wet mess, covered in spit and slick. His face is also covered in your juices, and he greedily licks up what he can. You close your eyes in an attempt to recover, but it’s interrupted by his fingers.
He rams two fingers deep into you until he’s knuckle deep. He finds your g-spot immediately and you see stars, making you hold on to his wrist in a desperate attempt, but he simply pins your hand to your side. You grind your hips deeper into his fingers, needing to feel more. He reads your mind and adds in a third finger.
You moan at the stretch and clamp around him. He looks at your face intently, watching your screwed up face of pleasure. He wastes no time adding a final fourth finger. You gasp at the sensation and convulse from the intensity. Your whole body shakes as you reach the peak of your climax. You cry out and gush around Wooyoung’s slender fingers and he fucks you through your orgasm.
You groan lightly, feeling the energy escape your body. Wooyoung softly caresses your stomach to bring you down and you close your eyes and breathe out. He crawls to you slowly, and you open one eye from feeling the dip of the mattress.
Wooyoung takes your hand and puts it over his hardened bulge. He grinds into your hand slowly, letting out groans of satisfaction. Due to your exhaustion he chooses to go easy on you. He pulls down his pants and gets closer to your awaiting mouth. He slides in slowly, only going halfway. You let your mouth go slack and have him use you gently. He moves in and out, poking the inside of your cheek occasionally. You land a soft hand on him once more and attempt to help out. He throws his head back and enjoys the sensation of your warm mouth.
With a few more soft thrusts he pulls out of your mouth and cums all over your breasts. Once he comes down from his high he grabs towels to clean you up. He gently dabs at your used cunt and slick thighs, including your now cum stained breasts. You feel sleep calling your name and let out a content sigh. Wooyoung notices and lets out a giggle whilst cuddling up to your side.
"Thank you for trusting me baby." He expresses his gratitude by giving small pecks to your face.
"I told you I wouldn't have to use my safe word. You were perfect." You mumble, only half awake.
"I know love, but it's always good to be prepared. It would kill me if I ever hurt you." He speaks reverently, like you're a goddess to worship.
You give him a grunt of acknowledgement to let him know you're still listening even though your tired body is screaming for sleep. Wooyoung looks at your serene face, remembering how wild and frenzied you had looked only moments prior. Before you're completely out he leans down to whisper in your ear.
"I guess this is what happens when you don't lock your windows baby."
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mingtinysworld · 3 days
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Don’t even ask me how I am
All mine | hongjoong x reader (smut)
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⁂ warnings:
smut, handjob (m. receiving), oral (m. receiving), spit kink, pet names (mostly 'baby girl') , reader is sucking dick for the first time, and that's about it tbh.
⁂ author’s notes:
this prompt was solely inspired by @whatudowhennooneseesyou's day 22: sugar!daddy with Hongjoong story that I requested back in October ( read here ♥ )
please leave comments/reblog if you liked it ♥
one shot | 2.6k words
You had no idea why you were so nervous but still, as soon as you heard the front door slamming shut, it felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest, its beating quickening at the speed of light as you suddenly felt more vulnerable than ever. 
When it came to Hongjoong and his sketchy business, you knew better than to ask about his day or whatever mischief he had been up to in the evening. Whether he would come home to you in the middle of the night or surprisingly early, the only thing that truly mattered was to see him walking through the door alive and without a scratch. Your only fear remaining in the simple thought of having him getting hurt while fooling around with the wrong people. 
While there wasn’t a scratch in sight, his face still showed some obvious signs of a bad day, his natural pouty lips straight as a line as he crashed into the couch next to you, still fully dressed.
“C’m’here…” he muttered, his hand vaguely pointing towards him as he quite obviously invited you to straddle his lap, something you didn’t need to be asked twice as you slowly crawled towards him, making yourself comfortable with one leg on each side of his thighs. Sometimes you felt so putty into his hands, only so vaguely conscious of how easy it would be for him to wreck you while you knew there was no escape to the chokehold he had you into. Not that you ever wished to escape it. Hongjoong had quickly become your everything and the simple thought of losing him was enough to steal every ounce of air your lungs had left. 
“Gimme a kiss” again, his words barely mumbled through a groan as he tilted his head towards your chin, attaching your lips together as soon as you compelled. You wanted to ask if he was okay, if there was anything you could do to make him feel better, your heart sinking into your chest as you missed his beautiful smile although it remained a rare sight only you were lucky enough to catch from time to time. He wasn’t much of a talker, but you couldn’t ignore the way he seemed to only find peace into your loving arms as words remained unspoken. 
Still, Hongjoong seemed already pleased with the way your lips melted between his teeth, the delicate strawberry scent of your lip-balm wrapping his tongue with sweetness as his hands traveled from your hips to the back of your neck, his fingers tightening a strong grip around a thick piece of hair as he growled into your mouth.
“Mine. All mine.” 
You could feel your entire body covered with goosebumps at the sound of his trembling voice, his words echoing all the way down to your core as you found pride in the way he made sure to own you entirely. Regardless of how desperate you may have sounded to anyone outside of this relationship, you simply loved the idea of being his. 
100% his. 
Forever.
Things had been taking a whole new spin ever since your first time with him. Hongjoong making a mission out of collecting orgasms from his precious baby girl while always praising every single piece of your body, every sound coming out of your mouth and pretty much anything surrounding the absolute love of his life. You had never felt so adored and yet, you wanted more, like a greedy baby begging for a treat. 
Lately you had found yourself staring and gazing at your lover a lot more, like your eyes could never get enough of that face, his perfect profile, loving the way he stood out in a room and how every single one of his tattoos seemed to be a secret for you to keep, your lips always attached to these little artworks like you were some museum curator making a living out of keeping his body safe. Just like he was. Keeping you safe, comfortable and above anything else, more cherished than you had ever felt before. 
And tonight, you wanted to pay him back for making you feel so unique. 
“What are you doin’” Hongjoong once again mumbled, a little surprised this time as you slipped to his feet, your knees hitting the carpeted floor as your hands traveled up his legs, knees and these incredibly muscular thighs you had grown obsessed with. 
You had no idea why Hongjoong had been so reluctant to have you down on your knees with a mouthful of him ever since you had started to have sex together and tonight was no exception as he was quick to pinch your chin between his thumb and pointy finger to make you look up into his eyes. 
“Answer me, baby girl” his voice wasn’t threatening but you knew him too well not to play it coy. With your cheek resting against his inner thigh, brushing your skin over the stiff fabric of his pants, you looked like a cute little pet asking for attention and a good pat on the head. Something you knew he couldn’t resist- which he immediately confirmed with a soft sigh and his palm resting against the cheek that wasn’t burning against his pants. 
“You know I don’t need you to do this… I can have you any way I want…”
He was right- you thought, recalling the many times he actually ‘had’ you lately and how you had ventured into riskier positions every single time. Hongjoong was many things, but something he never lacked was some serious stamina and the will to turn every piece of furniture you owned as the most perfect place to fuck you against. You could actually feel your face turning into the brightest shade of red as you recalled the night before and how you ended up with two massively bruised knees from being bent on all fours over the leather couch as Hongjoong pounded into you from behind relentlessly with a strong grip around your throat.
Looking up into his eyes turned out to be a much harder task once your mind was stuck down memory lane, his raspy growls still echoing through your head as your lover was still quite impatiently waiting for you to get back into his lap and forget about your initial plan. 
But tonight, you were more determined than ever. 
A woman on a mission, mouth watering at the thought. 
“Baby—” Hongjoong threatened again as your fingers started fumbling with his belt, unbuckling it without further word as you were quick to get busy with his zipper, pulling it down until his bulge was right in front of your nose, suffocating into the cotton fabric of his underwear. 
“Just relax and let me take care of you– please…?” You knew he could never resist you when you begged, not when your voice had turned so soft on him, not when you looked up like a regretful puppy, not when your eyes were a fair mix of sweetness and mischief. He loved you so much it was actually painful to look at you sometimes. 
His everything. 
All he had left into the darkness of the world he belonged to. 
You could feel him stiffen a little as your hands eventually fiddled with his boxers, palming him through the fabric until you finally took a dive and grabbed his throbbing member to unveil all of its glory. 
Hongjoong had finally gone quiet, his eyes glued on you like two rounded magnets as his lips turned into an ‘o’ the second your fist wrapped around him, your cheek still comfortably nesting into his inner thigh as your lips nibbled at the soft, squishy part of his skin, so close to his erection he could barely handle the warmth of your breath ghosting his balls. 
“So pretty” you murmured, the innocence in your voice almost insufferable as Hongjoong almost choked on his own saliva at the sight of you– one hand softly stroking his hardened cock as the other grazed the top of his thighs while your lips dangerously made their way closer to their target, pecking the inside of his thighs like it was your favorite flavor. His skin was warm and tender against your lips, his muscle clenching inevitably as your tongue finally reached his girth, licking a painfully slow stripe of his cock while your eyes looked up to catch his reaction. 
You could tell he was struggling as his bottom lip turned pale between his teeth, while he looked down on you through his hooded eyes- but nothing could have prepared you from the thrill of hearing him growl in absolute bliss as soon as your lips wrapped tightly around his head, sucking at his swollen skin like the tastiest candy while your fist started to pump along his shaft, collecting your own saliva to use as a lube while Hongjoong started to loosen up a little. 
While you were a complete first-timer, you silently patted yourself on the back for doing your research ahead of this moment, collecting praises as your head slowly bobbed up and down his cock, your eyes watering every time it hit the back of your throat while you tried to secure your thumb into your clenched fist- a special trick you had learned about the night before, supposedly helping with gag reflex. Out of the many fears you had regarding this intimate moment with Hongjoong -starting with the crippling fear of failure- not being able to take him entirely and drive him insane was close #2 on your list. 
Above anything, you wanted to please him, to watch him come undone against your lips and return the favor for all the times he had you whimpering and shaking under his tongue, taking you to climax with his perfect set of lips nibbling at your clit. Hongjoong wasn’t just a rough lover, he was as passionate as a hungry wolf who’s been starved for too long. He could never get enough of you and made sure to have you dripping all over his chin whenever he craved your taste- regardless of the place and time.
“Fuck— baby— are you sure this is your first?” Hongjoong merely growled while staring into your eyes. But when you were too slow to provide the only answer he was expecting, you immediately felt his hand softly pulling at your hair, making him pop out of your lips as you panted for breath. 
“I didn’t quite hear that… Now answer me properly…” He almost warned, his fingers pressing into your cheeks as your lips still glistened with precum. 
“Y-yes” you nodded, almost apologetically “I just wanted to be good to you…”. 
While there was no lie in that statement, you could feel your cheeks turning the brightest shade of red as you couldn’t find the guts to admit just how many videos you had watched, taking notes of all the twists and tricks to ensure him the best head he had ever been given. 
With a smirk, Hongjoong traced your bottom lip with his thumb, visibly satisfied. 
“Such a good girl for me always– you gonna let me fuck your perfect little mouth?” 
Again, a simple nod gave him the greenlight he was desperately hoping for, and from this moment, you could feel him getting more comfortable with your lips wrapped around him as his hands found the back of your neck, pushing you further down on him, your lips clenched around his shaft as you tried your best to take him entirely. Then, as soon as he could feel your jaw loosening up a little, Hongjoong slowly started to thrust himself into you, his fingers wrapped tightly into your hair, messing it up. 
“Fuck baby you feel so fucking amazing—so good to me—” Hongjoong’s voice was getting raspier, almost shaky as his thighs started to tremble underneath your clawed fingers, your breathing increasing everytime he hit the back of your throat a little harder.
“You okay baby?” He surprisingly asked, his fist releasing its grip for a second as he looked down on you while his hips slowed down. 
A little overwhelmed, you took the opportunity to take a breath, your watery eyes looking up to meet his gaze as the tip of your tongue collected some of him from the corner of your lips. You looked absolutely fucked-out with your hair all over the place, red cheeks and mascara slightly smudged under your eyes, but to his eyes, you were nothing but breath-taking. 
“Fuck, I love you” Hongjoong growled as he bent down, pressing his fingers underneath your chin to tilt your head forwards until his lips captured yours. There was something nasty about the way your tongue melted together into a fair mix of saliva and his own precum but you loved every second of it, every taste of him you could get. 
“Open your mouth, baby” he added, his eyes suddenly darker as you instantly obeyed, your entire body shivering at the sight of him spitting into your mouth. You could have sworn you’d seen his pupils grow bigger at the sight of his own spit splattered all over your tongue but soon enough, you were back between his thighs with a mouthful of the man you loved. Hongjoong’s spit kink wasn’t new to you as he had you sucking and nibbling over his fingers many times before, but this was entirely new and surprisingly exciting as you could feel your thighs clenching your obvious arousal together. 
Hongjoong wasn’t slow and tender anymore. He was rough, dirty, and rocketing his hips into your mouth as both his hands kept you down. Breathing had become a struggle but you were fueled by the sounds coming out of his mouth, from whimpers to proper moans, you couldn’t recall a time you’d heard him praising you this much, his typical charisma shattering between your lips as he reached climax in no time. 
“Wh-where” he whimpered through a throaty groan, hips shaking, legs trembling as his hands were ready to pull at your hair before the big final. But to his own surprise, you clenched your nails into his flesh, keeping his legs still as you made sure to collect every single drop he had to give. 
A little dizzy, seconds became hours as air left your lungs under the bitterness of his taste, and though it felt like you could faint any minute now, you couldn’t recall a time when you had felt happier. So full of him. The absolute love of your life. 
Hongjoong had gone quiet now, quick sharps of air coming out of his lips every time he struggled to take a breath, hands a little shaky into your hair as he finally released your messy locks from his strong grip. Out of breath, throat burning from the brutality of his last assaults as your cheek rested against his inner thigh, you allowed yourself to close your eyes for a minute, taking it all in. 
Time froze for a couple minutes as you both rested and contemplated the moment until Hongjoong finally landed one of his palms against your cheek, forcing eye-contact. He looked completely drained with his hair splattered all over his forehead, lips still shaped into an o as his chest moved up and down hastily. 
“Open your mouth baby…” he almost whispered as you immediately caved, opening your lips as Hongjoong slipped his thumb into your mouth with a soft smile.
“Mine- all mine” He added as you closed your lips around his fingers, exhaustion taking over as your cheek once again found its nest against his thigh. With your eyes tight shut, you were ready to doze off with his thumb comfortably clamped between your lips.
You were his.
His baby girl.
Forever. 
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mingtinysworld · 3 days
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I AM FERALLLLLLL this pairing is SO hot
Our Aurora : Chapter 3
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Poly!Ot8!Ateez x afab/female!Reader
Summary: Attending university with your eight boyfriends wasn’t easy, neither was sharing a mansion with them.
Warnings: MDNI, this mini series includes tons of smut, slight violence, protective ateez, poly relationship, established relationship, mentions of mxm, choking, other smut themes.
SMUT ONLY CHAPTER
WC: 1.9k
AU: University
Genre: Smut/fluff
Nets: @newworldnet
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“Jongho?” You called out to your boyfriend in the passenger seat.
Yunho glanced at you from the rear view mirror, already seeing you unbuckle yourself in the backseat, “Y/N, put that seat belt back on this-“
“No. Jongho, please take your cock out.” You licked your lips as you leaned over the console from the backseat. 
Jongho dropped his phone in his lap, “W-what?” You and Yunho had just picked Jongho up from soccer practice and you were horny as fuck. 
“What the fuck, Y/n?” Jongho slowly turned to stare at you. 
“You heard me, whip your cock out.” You stared down at his clenched fists. 
Yunho gripped the steering wheel, he wanted to watch so bad, watch his girlfriend give his boyfriend a handjob. 
“Yes, I did in fact hear you, but..” Jongho sighed, “We are on the highway, I can’t just take my dick out.” 
“Jongho, baby, the windows are tinted, if you don’t want to, that’s fine.” You sat back in your seat, “I’ll just fuck myself back here.” 
Yunho growled and you both stopped what you were doing to look at him, “Fuck, you two are so annoying.” He pushed his glasses up his nose and swerved to find an empty lot, cars honking at him for driving recklessly. 
When he found a safe place, he turned off the car, “Y/N, up here, now.” 
You grumbled to yourself and climbed up front, not sure who to sit on, “Um..” 
Yunho pushed his seat back and reclined it, yanking you to sit on his lap, “You just couldn’t wait till we got home to fuck the star boy, could you? Should I punish you?” You let out a whimper as he grinded you on his bulge. 
Jongho let out a loud gulp as he palmed his growing erection, “Yunho..don’t you think-“ 
“Shut up, Jongho, unless you want me to punish you too.” Yunho had thrown his glasses in the backseat and glared at the younger male. 
You smacked Yunho’s shoulder, “Stop being mean to him, he didn’t do anything.” Yunho quirked up his lip in annoyance, grabbing your throat with his long fingers. 
“I really should shut that mouth of yours, shouldn’t I?” His other hand came to palm your covered breast, “Because all you seem to do is yap and yap.” 
Jongho didn’t know what to do in this moment, he froze up. He could only watch as his male lover fondled your body and roughed you up. He watched as Yunho latched his lips onto your collarbone. His cock was aching by now, begging to be freed from his shorts. 
Yunho ripped open your shirt to access more of your chest, “Yunho!” You gasped, the sudden air exposure bringing chills to your nipples. 
This was so hot in Jongho’s eyes, he couldn’t take it anymore and pulled his cock out. He sighed in relief and rested his head on the headrest, closing his eyes as he listened to your moans and whines. All because of Yunho. 
Yunho gripped your waist tightly, “Strip. Bare.” 
You didn’t even hesitate, just too excited to finally have a cock inside of you after being horny all day. You’d take any of your boyfriends. 
Jongho lightly panted from the side, “Yunho, please, I need to be inside of her. Can we go home?”
Yunho slapped your ass and stared at Jongho, “You can wait, I’m going in first. So be patient like the little good boy you are, got it? Maybe I’ll fuck you after.” 
Jongho didn’t want to wait, he’s been so pent up with his never ending practices, especially with the big game coming up. He just wanted to be inside one of his lovers or maybe the other way around. He just didn’t have time. He could only suffer as he watched Yunho caress and fondle your body. He could only watch as your bare body shivered from the cold air. He could only watch as Yunho’s long fingers slip inside your dripping cunt, eager and ready to suck his digits in. 
Your body arched towards Yunho, your nipples pressing against his warm cardigan. You had enough of his teasing and rocked your hips but he gripped your hip with free hand, forcing you to stop. 
“Did I say you could move, brat?” His eyes were glazed over in either anger or lust. You honestly couldn’t tell. 
A whimper escaped your throat, “I’m sorry, Yuyu.” 
A smirk painted his cheeks, “There’s a good girl, now behave.” 
Jongho couldn’t even touch his neglected cock, too afraid of what Yunho would do. As much as he wanted to fuck his fist right there, he couldn’t. He didn’t want the punishment he knew would come. He just knew Yunho would tie him up with a vibrator tied to his cock head, never letting him cum. He didn’t want that. He couldn’t handle it. 
All he wanted was to fuck his girlfriend. 
Yunho reached between the two of your bodies and unbuckled his pants, allowing his long and thick cock to slip out, hitting your abdomen. 
“I’m gonna fuck you, cum inside, then, we’re go home. And then, you’re gonna lay on the bed, Jongho is gonna fuck you, if he’s a good boy. While he’s doing that, I’m gonna fuck him. Sound good?” Yunho rubbed your waist and pulled out his fingers, your slick sticking to his fingers. A perfect example of how you never wanted to separate from any of your lovers. 
“Yes!” You cried out.
“Yes what?” 
“Yes, sir. Please, cum inside, sir!”
“That’s a good girl.” Yunho and Jongho watched as he pushed his cock inside, the sound of you whimpering caught their attention. They couldn’t help but groan.
Yunho was stretching you out so good. You never will get used to it and you know it.
Jongho fisted his shorts. He just couldn’t take the way he watched your cunt suck in Yunho with such ease. It didn’t help that you had eight boyfriends to stretch your hole whenever you wanted. You weren’t loose by any means, you were tight still. But you had such skill to easily take Yunho as big as he is. 
Yunho guided your waist up and down, grinning as he saw your face contort into something of pure pleasure. He went to cup your breast, the cold metal of his rings brought shivers to your skin. 
You moaned as his cock hit all the right places. The car windows were beginning to steam up from the sex. To top it off, Jongho couldn’t take it anymore and wrapped his fingers around his thick cock, muttering curses under his breath. 
A ring of your slick and cum wrapped around Yunho’s cock. His heavy breathing did not help the steamy air, nor the way his hand gripped his girth. He was imagining he was the one inside of you, twisting his fist and pumping with each movement that Yunho made, just to simulate as if he was the one fucking you into oblivion. He knew he’d get his turn but he was impatient. 
He’d just have to wait his turn. 
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Jongho carried you up the stairs, ignoring your other boyfriends calls, it was his turn and he wanted it badly. 
Yunho was grinning ear to ear as he followed the two of you to your bedroom.  
Jongho threw onto the bed, already stripping himself of his soccer uniform. He was ready to pounce, “Come on, pretty, strip for us.” He gave his standing cock a few strokes and waited in anticipation. 
Yunho made his way to the seat in the corner.
When Jongho finally had his cock head to your entrance, you just couldn’t wait and whined for his body to be pressed against yours. 
“Jongho, please, hurry, want you inside already.” 
“Patience, Y/N.” He grabbed his base and slowly pushed in, groaning as your cunt squeezed his thick girth, “Fuck, Yunho just stretched you out and you’re still tight?” Jongho couldn’t take the way you felt around him, he wanted to cum then and there. 
Yunho licked his lips while he watched you struggle to take Jongho, even if he did just fuck you in the car. He wanted to laugh, but kept it to himself. He wasn’t a maniac. Well, maybe a little. He liked making you scream and cry on his cock. With him, Jongho, and Mingi being the biggest cocks out of your eight boyfriends, he knew you struggled to take each one. 
It was funny and cute. 
Your fingernails scraped along Jongho’s back as he pounded into your hole, sparing no mercy. He was so happy to finally be snug inside.
Your whimpers and moans filled the room, the skin slapping could be heard in the separate rooms. If Seonghwa was home, and in his room you were sure he’d be pissed right now. Seeing as now is around the time he usually studies. 
“Come on, Y/N, you can do it. Take my cock like the good girl you are.” Jongho grunted, gripping your waist tightly, “Come on, baby, have this tight cunt make me cum.” He could feel Yunho’s cum each time he fucked into you, the squelching didn’t help it. 
“Jongho!” You had your nth orgasm of the night, you couldn’t take it, the overstimulation was becoming unbearable and yet you knew they’d wanna do double penetration. Maybe you could convince them to wait till later. You knew they’d listen to your every word. 
Yunho stood up and approached you on the bed, taking your fingers and wrapping them around his cock, “Make me cum again, yeah?” 
You could barely focus on pumping the heavy cock in your hands as Jongho went relentless on your cunt, he was getting sloppier which meant he was getting close. 
“Fuck, Jongho! Slow down.” Your head snapped up to catch Jongho focusing on the way his cock slipped in and out, the way his tongue hung out of his mouth. It was so hot, but he was getting rough. Which you usually didn’t mind. If you hadn’t already fucked the other monster cock in the room not that long ago. 
His cum spurted in ropes, whining as he was finally at his limit, “Oh, baby, so good.” His hair stuck to his forward and he never looked so attractive. 
“Jongho..” You whined for him, feeling him pull out. 
Yunho lightly smacked your breast to get your attention back on him, “Come on, don’t lose focus on me now.” 
Right. You had to give equal attention when fucking more than one of them, “Sorry, Yuyu.” You let go of his cock and leaned over to wrap your lips around his tip, swirling your tongue around. 
“Such a good girl..” He groaned and gripped your hair. 
Meanwhile, Jongho left for the bathroom to clean himself off and prepare to take care of you once Yunho got his fill. 
Yunho was growing impatient and decided to just fuck your face, your gagging only spurred him on. 
Your eyes fluttered open to stare up at him and his fucked out face, he also looked so hot and attractive. How lucky you are to have so many loving and hot boyfriends who took care of your every need. 
Yunho held your face close to his pelvis so that he cum shot straight down your throat, gulping it all down. He grinned and patted your cheek, “Good girl, did such a good job for us.” 
Jongho returned with towels and water, “Geez, Yunho, she looks spent. The hell did you do?” 
He shrugged and sat beside you, wiping the cum away from the corner of your lips. 
“Eh, who cares. She loved it, didn’t you baby?” 
You nodded with a weak smile, “Every time.”
“God, you two are weird.” 
“You love us.
“Do I?”
“Jongho!” 
“I’m joking, I love you all.”
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mingtinysworld · 6 days
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My inbox says there’s one submission in there but every time I check there’s nothing😭 I’m going insane
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mingtinysworld · 7 days
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You are so welcome love🫶🫶
Shards of Lust
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Pairing: Jeong Yunho x fem!reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 1k
Summary: you see your boyfriend sporting a new finger accessory and he notices you staring. He wouldn’t be a good boyfriend if he didn’t show you what he could do with it right?
Warnings: MDNI, fingering, sharp object included don’t actually do this irl
Network: @newworldnet
A/n: OK SO RIDKSJSKSK THE FINGER THINGS LIKE HELLO it’s actually been driving me crazy. I want to be fingered by him so bad like you don’t understand. Also sorry this was the shortest I’ve ever written💀 but hope you still enjoyed. Please like, comment and reblog ilyyyy. - J:)
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You wake up groggily, slowly rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. As you sit up in bed you can see Yunho getting ready in the hotel mirror. He’s almost ready for the Coachella stage, just finalizing accessories and details. He looks very handsome in his black suit, looking like he’s ready for a business meeting.
You let out a sleepy sound and catch Yunho's attention through the mirror. He gives you a soft smile and you attempt to give him a smile back, even though your eyes are almost glued shut. You crawl to the edge of the bed and sprawl out, looking at him upside down.
"Good morning sweetie. Did you sleep well?" He asks.
"I guess. The time change is still messing with me though." You say with a pout.
"Aww baby, I know. It's alright, next week we'll be home and you can sleep in peace." He assures.
You nod along as your eyes graze over every inch of him. You observe the strange ring like accessories that he's putting on. He slides them on with ease and then flexes his hand in and out. You feel hypnotized and feel your eyes boring into the mirror. You unfold yourself from your pretzel form and go to stand behind Yunho.
You fit your chin against his shoulder and wrap your arms around his waist, breathing him in. He tilts his face downward and gives you a soft kiss on the forehead.
"Hi baby." He says gently. When you don't say anything and just freeze, he's concerned for a split second. He follows your line of sight and sees your transfixed stare on his hand. You're looking at the contraption that sits prettily on his index and middle finger with curiosity. It makes his hand look robotic almost, and the sharp tips glow menacingly, weirdly inviting in a way.
He watches you take it in, totally enjoying your reaction. He's pretty sure he can read your filthy thoughts at this point, from the way your breathing has stopped completely.
"You really love these, huh?" He asks with a knowing smirk. He wiggles his fingers, and you're broken out of your trance. You redden as you try to act normal, clearing your throat and making eye contact with Yunho.
"I-i mean I just think they're really cool! I've never seen anything like it." You trail off uncertainly.
He turns around to face you and grabs your elbows to guide you to the edge of the bed once more. He sits you down gently and crouches in front of you, looking up with sultry eyes.
"Do you want a demonstration?" He questions. You give him a quizzical look, mind completely blanking.
"W-what? A demonstration of what?" You ask with a nervous gulp.
He flexes his hand and looks down at it. "How this works. How it feels." He leans closer, his lips mere millimeters from yours.
"Please." You plead with a hushed murmur. You’re not exactly sure what you’re pleading for. His lips are finally on yours and he kisses you with a quiet intensity, stroking your exposed thighs. You hum into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his touch on your skin. He drags his hands up higher to the waistband of your shorts and tugs lightly. You get his message and lift your hips high enough for him to slip off the material. He takes your underwear with it, leaving your bottom half exposed. You wiggle a bit impatiently and he stills your moving hips with a firm hand.
"Now be good for me alright? I don't have much time so let's make the best of it." He reminds you of the fact that he has to leave for rehearsals soon. You stay still and anticipate what's to come. He spreads your plush thighs apart, strings of arousal stretching in between. He chuckles quietly to himself and moves even closer. He lays his whole palm against your cunt and you shudder from the feel of the cold metal against your most intimate part.
He moves up and down slightly, making you release shallow breaths. Still keeping eye contact with you, he slowly enters one armored finger. He goes slow as to not hurt you with the sharp tip, although you wish he would just destroy you. He gauges your reaction and is pleased when he sees you trying so hard to not squirm. He speeds up the force of his finger and you gasp and hold on to his shoulder.
"Another one please." You choke out.
Yunho looks at you concerned for a second, but immediately complies as he sees the state you're in. Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears and your mouth is making the most sinful sounds. He can feel his pants tightening with every whimper you let out, but his focus is totally on you for today.
He adds a second finger and you can feel the noticeable stretch instantly. His unforgiving pace makes you see stars and you clench around him, making him groan with gritted teeth. You squeeze his shoulder again, needing something to ground you. The cold metal drags against your walls and sharpens the tight feeling in your core. Once he hits your spongy spot you're done for. Your orgasm washes over you and you gasp from the intensity of it.
Yunho pulls his fingers out and sees that the metal is completely covered in your juices. Before you can stop him he puts the fingers in his mouth and makes a show of licking every inch clean. You groan in humiliation and throw yourself back to lay flat. He chuckles at you and grabs tissues to help clean you up. You stare at the ceiling and process everything. You loved the experience so much, wanting to do it all over again.
Once you're clean and clothed Yunho gets ready to leave, he kisses you goodbye and heads to the door. He gives you a silly finger wave and you wave right back, but before he can shut the door behind him, you hold it open and lean towards him and whisper.
"I think we might have to make that lil gadget into a regular occurrence."
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mingtinysworld · 8 days
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Shards of Lust
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Pairing: Jeong Yunho x fem!reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 1k
Summary: you see your boyfriend sporting a new finger accessory and he notices you staring. He wouldn’t be a good boyfriend if he didn’t show you what he could do with it right?
Warnings: MDNI, fingering, sharp object included don’t actually do this irl
Network: @newworldnet
A/n: OK SO RIDKSJSKSK THE FINGER THINGS LIKE HELLO it’s actually been driving me crazy. I want to be fingered by him so bad like you don’t understand. Also sorry this was the shortest I’ve ever written💀 but hope you still enjoyed. Please like, comment and reblog ilyyyy. - J:)
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You wake up groggily, slowly rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. As you sit up in bed you can see Yunho getting ready in the hotel mirror. He’s almost ready for the Coachella stage, just finalizing accessories and details. He looks very handsome in his black suit, looking like he’s ready for a business meeting.
You let out a sleepy sound and catch Yunho's attention through the mirror. He gives you a soft smile and you attempt to give him a smile back, even though your eyes are almost glued shut. You crawl to the edge of the bed and sprawl out, looking at him upside down.
"Good morning sweetie. Did you sleep well?" He asks.
"I guess. The time change is still messing with me though." You say with a pout.
"Aww baby, I know. It's alright, next week we'll be home and you can sleep in peace." He assures.
You nod along as your eyes graze over every inch of him. You observe the strange ring like accessories that he's putting on. He slides them on with ease and then flexes his hand in and out. You feel hypnotized and feel your eyes boring into the mirror. You unfold yourself from your pretzel form and go to stand behind Yunho.
You fit your chin against his shoulder and wrap your arms around his waist, breathing him in. He tilts his face downward and gives you a soft kiss on the forehead.
"Hi baby." He says gently. When you don't say anything and just freeze, he's concerned for a split second. He follows your line of sight and sees your transfixed stare on his hand. You're looking at the contraption that sits prettily on his index and middle finger with curiosity. It makes his hand look robotic almost, and the sharp tips glow menacingly, weirdly inviting in a way.
He watches you take it in, totally enjoying your reaction. He's pretty sure he can read your filthy thoughts at this point, from the way your breathing has stopped completely.
"You really love these, huh?" He asks with a knowing smirk. He wiggles his fingers, and you're broken out of your trance. You redden as you try to act normal, clearing your throat and making eye contact with Yunho.
"I-i mean I just think they're really cool! I've never seen anything like it." You trail off uncertainly.
He turns around to face you and grabs your elbows to guide you to the edge of the bed once more. He sits you down gently and crouches in front of you, looking up with sultry eyes.
"Do you want a demonstration?" He questions. You give him a quizzical look, mind completely blanking.
"W-what? A demonstration of what?" You ask with a nervous gulp.
He flexes his hand and looks down at it. "How this works. How it feels." He leans closer, his lips mere millimeters from yours.
"Please." You plead with a hushed murmur. You’re not exactly sure what you’re pleading for. His lips are finally on yours and he kisses you with a quiet intensity, stroking your exposed thighs. You hum into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his touch on your skin. He drags his hands up higher to the waistband of your shorts and tugs lightly. You get his message and lift your hips high enough for him to slip off the material. He takes your underwear with it, leaving your bottom half exposed. You wiggle a bit impatiently and he stills your moving hips with a firm hand.
"Now be good for me alright? I don't have much time so let's make the best of it." He reminds you of the fact that he has to leave for rehearsals soon. You stay still and anticipate what's to come. He spreads your plush thighs apart, strings of arousal stretching in between. He chuckles quietly to himself and moves even closer. He lays his whole palm against your cunt and you shudder from the feel of the cold metal against your most intimate part.
He moves up and down slightly, making you release shallow breaths. Still keeping eye contact with you, he slowly enters one armored finger. He goes slow as to not hurt you with the sharp tip, although you wish he would just destroy you. He gauges your reaction and is pleased when he sees you trying so hard to not squirm. He speeds up the force of his finger and you gasp and hold on to his shoulder.
"Another one please." You choke out.
Yunho looks at you concerned for a second, but immediately complies as he sees the state you're in. Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears and your mouth is making the most sinful sounds. He can feel his pants tightening with every whimper you let out, but his focus is totally on you for today.
He adds a second finger and you can feel the noticeable stretch instantly. His unforgiving pace makes you see stars and you clench around him, making him groan with gritted teeth. You squeeze his shoulder again, needing something to ground you. The cold metal drags against your walls and sharpens the tight feeling in your core. Once he hits your spongy spot you're done for. Your orgasm washes over you and you gasp from the intensity of it.
Yunho pulls his fingers out and sees that the metal is completely covered in your juices. Before you can stop him he puts the fingers in his mouth and makes a show of licking every inch clean. You groan in humiliation and throw yourself back to lay flat. He chuckles at you and grabs tissues to help clean you up. You stare at the ceiling and process everything. You loved the experience so much, wanting to do it all over again.
Once you're clean and clothed Yunho gets ready to leave, he kisses you goodbye and heads to the door. He gives you a silly finger wave and you wave right back, but before he can shut the door behind him, you hold it open and lean towards him and whisper.
"I think we might have to make that lil gadget into a regular occurrence."
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mingtinysworld · 8 days
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Thank you thank you thank you for 100 followers!!! I genuinely never thought I’d even get this far, and I’m grateful for all of you who read my content. I love you 3000🩵🩵🩵
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mingtinysworld · 9 days
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What do you think is the best posting schedule? Where it doesn’t get annoying but it keeps you interested and awaiting new content. I’d love some feedback!
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mingtinysworld · 9 days
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I’m gonna cry omg
I chose you
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I chose you - [ fluff ]
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-- summary: who could love a blind girl? no one could. blind people don't deserve love, at least that what they say. but what happens when your english teacher falls inlove with you? what happens if he would do anything, ANYTHING, to make her happy. to make her feel safe. Jeong Yunho, a 25 y/o english teacher at Prestige University met a sweet, innocent girl, but she was blind, considered an outcast. He fell inlove at first sight of course. And he will do anything to make her happy. Even if he has to lose his job for her.
-- genre: fluff, a bit of angst (i guess?)
-- word count: 500+
-- pairing: professor!yunho x blind!reader
content warnings: mention of insults (useless, burden, charity case..), protective yuyu <3, uh idk what else LOL
mars notes. if you find the name "Aria", thats one of my oc's i have paired with yunho! i tried changing the name to Y/N to like make it reader x yunho and stuff. but i got lazy in the end, ANYWAYS!! This has been in my drafts for a while, i decided to finish the last few things i was missing and correcting grammar-
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The first time Jeong Yunho heard Y/N's voice, it wasn't in his classroom. It was in the bustling cafeteria, a melody weaving through the clatter of trays and hushed conversations. She was singing, a folk song filled with a yearning Yunho found strangely captivating. He spotted her tucked away in a corner booth, her head tilted back, eyes closed, fingers tracing a silent rhythm on the worn tabletop.
He learned later that Y/N was a student at Prestige University, a scholarship recipient ostracized for her blindness. Whispers followed her like a dark cloud – 'useless', 'burden', 'charity case'. Yunho felt a pang of anger, a fierce protectiveness for the girl whose voice held such depth of emotion. Then, he was assigned to be her academic advisor.
Their meetings were a revelation. Y/N's world wasn't one of darkness, but of vibrant descriptions. She spoke of feeling the texture of old books, the way sunlight warmed her skin, the symphony of city sounds. Yunho, captivated, found himself lingering long after their sessions ended, describing paintings, reading aloud with a newfound passion. He saw a strength in her resilience, a beauty in her laughter that echoed through the empty classroom.
One afternoon, discussing Keats, Y/N confessed a fear – that she'd never experience love. The cruelty in the whispers had seeped into her soul. Yunho, his heart clenching, blurted, "Who says you can't?" The words surprised even him.
Their relationship blossomed slowly, guided by hesitant touches and whispered secrets. Yunho described the world in detail, painting pictures with words. He took her on "nature walks," letting her feel the roughness of tree bark, the delicate petals of a flower. On one rainy afternoon, unable to bear her fear of the unknown, he held her hand, guiding her through the downpour, describing the scent of petrichor, the feeling of coolness on her skin.
Love, however, bloomed in a garden choked by societal weeds. Students snickered, faculty members cast disapproving glances. One parent, outraged by the thought of a "blind girl" corrupting their perfect son, lodged a formal complaint. The principal, a man more concerned with reputation than justice, called Yunho on the carpet.
"Mr. Jeong," he began, his voice laced with disapproval, "we appreciate your dedication, but perhaps a change is necessary." The implication was clear – resign, or be fired. Yunho stood tall. He wouldn't let them take away the only bit of sunshine in Y/N's world.
"With all due respect, sir," he said, his voice calm but firm, "my dedication goes beyond grades. Y/N is a brilliant student, and I will not abandon her because of prejudice."
The principal's eyes narrowed. "This is about more than just academics, Mr. Jeong. A teacher and a student...it's inappropriate."
Yunho took a deep breath. "Love knows no boundaries, sir. Y/N needs support, not dismissal."
The air crackled with tension. Finally, the principal slammed his fist on the desk. "Consider this your final warning, Mr. Jeong. One more misstep, and you're out."
Leaving the office, Yunho felt a cold dread gnaw at him. He might lose his job, his career, but he couldn't lose Y/N. He found her in the library, head bent over a book she couldn't read. Taking a deep breath, he sat beside her.
"They gave me an ultimatum," he confessed, bracing himself for the worst.
Y/N's hand met his. Her touch was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth blooming in his heart. "What did you say?"
He told her everything, the fear, the determination. When he finished, her silence hung heavy in the air. Yunho braced for rejection, but then a small smile bloomed on her face.
"I don't need the world to see me, Yunho," she said, her voice soft. "I have you, and that's all that matters. If we have to make our own world, we will."
That night, Yunho made a decision. He gathered his belongings – a few books, some recordings, and a walking stick. The next morning, he walked into the classroom, not as a teacher, but as a companion. He resigned, his voice steady, his gaze resolute.
The classroom erupted in gasps. The news spread like wildfire. But Yunho didn't care. He walked straight to the library, where Y/N sat, a flicker of worry in her eyes.
"What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"I chose you," he said, a smile gracing his lips. "We're going to paint our own world, Y/N. One where love isn't judged, and beauty isn't defined by sight
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mingtinysworld · 10 days
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This gave me butterflies as I reread it. I loveeee mean Jongho phew
Adrenaline Rush
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Pairing: choi jongho x fem!reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 1.4k
Summary: Jongho needs to blow off some steam after he's not satisfied with a performance, and you happen to be there for his assistance. Not that you mind.
Warnings: MDNI, rough, mean jongho, one face slap, throatfucking, hair pulling, degradation kink, use of names like (fucktoy, cumslut), cum swallowing
A/n: I SWEAR I did NOT plan to make Jongho this mean??? But it's ok because he's all cute and sweet at the end. I do love me a mean jongho though. Enjoyyyy please like, comment, and reblog!! - J<3
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You nervously wait backstage, eyes on the monitor as staff put up the intricate set pieces for Ateez's stage. You know how hard the boys have worked for this insanely monumental opportunity. Especially Jongho, who has been nonstop belting his voice to perfect the high notes.
A few hours prior, Jongho had started feeling pain in his throat. He was afraid of letting down the group when he's known to be the powerhouse vocal that he is. You knew that no matter what, he would do an amazing job, but you were nervous on his behalf due to his harshness to himself.
You let out a stuttered breath and bounce your leg as they go on stage. They look majestic, and everyone in the crowd seems to absolutely love them. They perform almost their whole set, everything being more than perfect. You feel like crying from how proud you are, of each and every member. Then it's time for Wonderland.
This is the song that Jongho has been nervously dreading. The intense belt of 4 octaves leaves him to dread it every time. But you know that he kills it every single time, and you're certain he will today as well.
He steps forward, takes a deep steady breath, and goes for it. It's as if angels have come down to make you ascend with them. You're convinced that Jongho is not a real human being, he's an angel. No one could be that perfect, that talented, that beautiful. Your jaw is wide open with amazement, and you feel like you could cry.
They take their bows as the crowd erupts with so much love and appreciation for Ateez. They start walking offstage and you go to meet and congratulate them. You scream and clap as they emerge one by one, making them look at you with exhausted adoration. As soon as you see Jongho you lunge towards him, looping your arms around his neck and squealing with excitement.
"Babyyyy oh my god that was amazing. I'm so so proud of you!!" You give him countless pecks across his cheeks as he holds you loosely. You pull back to see his face is pulled taut and jaw clenched, and you tilt your head in confusion.
"Love? What's wrong?" You ask with a pout.
He closes his eyes for a few seconds and takes a deep breath. He leans closer to your face and speaks with a barely recognizable voice.
"If I don't fuck your face right now I think I might explode." He says intensely.
Your eyes widen at his admission and you feel like you're hit with lightning from head to toe. You swallow thickly and attempt to speak but all that comes out is a jumble of words.
"Jongho w-why are you so intense?" All you feel at the moment is pure arousal, slick coating your thin underwear. He groans dramatically and hangs his head.
"I messed up and I'm so goddamn angry right now I can barely speak." He manages with gritted teeth.
"But you did-" Before you can finish your encouraging sentence he grabs your wrist and spins you around, holding it behind your back. He leads you towards an empty costume room and you can feel his solid body walking right behind you.
"Shut the fuck up and let me use your mouth. The only good use for it apparently." You comply immediately and let him handle you like a rag doll, enjoying every second of it. As soon as he locks the door, he throws you down to the floor and you look up at him with a wide eyed expression that is screaming "ruin me."
It would truly be a shame if he didn't complete your request, so really he's only being the generous and giving boyfriend that he is. You take fluttery breaths in anticipation and sit there looking so pretty and pliant for him.
He steps forward and with one hand caresses your cheek gently. You close your eyes in bliss and lean into his touch like an obedient kitten. That is until he delivers a harsh slap to the same worshipped cheek. You jolt in surprise and hiss at the sting his palm left, but you stay as still as possible to be a good girl for Jongho.
He smiles like he just won a reward. Maybe he did because the sight of you in front of him is enough to make him burst. He pulls down his pants low enough to pull his aching cock out, but still being mostly dressed. He's leaking so much precum that it's threatening to spill onto the floor and you have to resist the urge to just lick him clean immediately.
He hooks a thumb into your mouth, lifting your head backwards to a point of almost discomfort. The light bounces off of your glazed eyes, making them look like pools of desire and helplessness. He pushes down on your tongue and you don't waste any time wrapping your lips around his digit and giving him a preview of what's to come.
Patience running thin, he pulls his finger out of your soft mouth with a pop, and gathers your hair into one fist. With the other hand he guides his leaking member into your awaiting mouth. You instantly choke around him, somehow forgetting how thick he really is. You try to breathe calmly through your nose to control your gag reflex.
He slides in farther, reaching to the entrance of your throat. He gives an experimental thrust and goes through the restrictive barrier between your mouth and throat. You instinctively swallow around him, resulting in him throwing his head back and groaning. He loses all self control and starts using your throat according to his needs.
He sets a wild pace instantly, hips never stuttering. He hits the back of your throat so sharply that you're sure you'll have giant bruises leftover. Jongho seems to have ascended to a completely different world, with his eyes closed like he's enjoying a nice yoga session. You dig your fingernails into your palms, leaving crescent indents. You want to do your best for Jongho, be a stress reliever, be the best fucktoy he's ever had. It's as if he's read your mind, because in the next second he starts to degrade you to the point your head feels cloudy.
"Who's a good fucktoy? Yeah that's right, you are. Forever my little cumslut aren't you? God I love the way your mouth feels, I could fuck it forever." The only thing you can do is let out pathetic whimpers to confirm his words. You love being used by him, being his toy. As he nears his orgasm he goes even harder. He's now using your hair to pull you back and forth along his length, sending pleasurable sharp pain to your abused scalp.
Your nose meets his stomach and you're held there while Jongho's shooting his load into your throat. You sputter and gargle around him, releasing droplets around the side of your mouth. His stomach clenches in and out as he empties everything into you. As soon as he pulls you off of him you start to cough intensely. He immediately locates a water bottle to soothe your sore throat. You gulp it down greedily, savoring every precious drop.
He helps pull you up, and supports your wobbly form. Even if he treats you so roughly, you're always his princess first and foremost. He runs a gentle hand down your back, rubbing soothingly.
"Did I do too much, my love?" He whispers worriedly.
You shake your head assuredly. "No baby, you were perfect. You were perfect on stage too you know." You croak with a raised eyebrow. He laughs at your expression and softens up.
"Oh what did I do to deserve you? I just think the world of you sweetheart." He rests his head against your forehead, breathing deeply. Your heart beats loudly, feeling the flutter of a thousand butterflies inside. You break apart and give him a cheeky grin.
"I demand a bath and a massage." You raise your head defiantly, daring him to disagree. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disbelief.
"You don't ever change oh my god. How about I do you one better? I'll give you a bath and massage while singing you your favorite songs. Followed up by some very cuddly cuddles. What do you think?" He asks.
"I think you have yourself a deal mister Choi best singer and performer Jongho." You give him a bow and he playfully smacks you.
"Alright alright, get it together." He pretends to grumble grumpily.
"Okayyy mister bear." You retort while running away.
"HEY.” He says while chasing after you.
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Adrenaline Rush
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Pairing: choi jongho x fem!reader
Genre: smut, fluff
Word count: 1.4k
Summary: Jongho needs to blow off some steam after he's not satisfied with a performance, and you happen to be there for his assistance. Not that you mind.
Warnings: MDNI, rough, mean jongho, one face slap, throatfucking, hair pulling, degradation kink, use of names like (fucktoy, cumslut), cum swallowing
A/n: I SWEAR I did NOT plan to make Jongho this mean??? But it's ok because he's all cute and sweet at the end. I do love me a mean jongho though. Enjoyyyy please like, comment, and reblog!! - J<3
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You nervously wait backstage, eyes on the monitor as staff put up the intricate set pieces for Ateez's stage. You know how hard the boys have worked for this insanely monumental opportunity. Especially Jongho, who has been nonstop belting his voice to perfect the high notes.
A few hours prior, Jongho had started feeling pain in his throat. He was afraid of letting down the group when he's known to be the powerhouse vocal that he is. You knew that no matter what, he would do an amazing job, but you were nervous on his behalf due to his harshness to himself.
You let out a stuttered breath and bounce your leg as they go on stage. They look majestic, and everyone in the crowd seems to absolutely love them. They perform almost their whole set, everything being more than perfect. You feel like crying from how proud you are, of each and every member. Then it's time for Wonderland.
This is the song that Jongho has been nervously dreading. The intense belt of 4 octaves leaves him to dread it every time. But you know that he kills it every single time, and you're certain he will today as well.
He steps forward, takes a deep steady breath, and goes for it. It's as if angels have come down to make you ascend with them. You're convinced that Jongho is not a real human being, he's an angel. No one could be that perfect, that talented, that beautiful. Your jaw is wide open with amazement, and you feel like you could cry.
They take their bows as the crowd erupts with so much love and appreciation for Ateez. They start walking offstage and you go to meet and congratulate them. You scream and clap as they emerge one by one, making them look at you with exhausted adoration. As soon as you see Jongho you lunge towards him, looping your arms around his neck and squealing with excitement.
"Babyyyy oh my god that was amazing. I'm so so proud of you!!" You give him countless pecks across his cheeks as he holds you loosely. You pull back to see his face is pulled taut and jaw clenched, and you tilt your head in confusion.
"Love? What's wrong?" You ask with a pout.
He closes his eyes for a few seconds and takes a deep breath. He leans closer to your face and speaks with a barely recognizable voice.
"If I don't fuck your face right now I think I might explode." He says intensely.
Your eyes widen at his admission and you feel like you're hit with lightning from head to toe. You swallow thickly and attempt to speak but all that comes out is a jumble of words.
"Jongho w-why are you so intense?" All you feel at the moment is pure arousal, slick coating your thin underwear. He groans dramatically and hangs his head.
"I messed up and I'm so goddamn angry right now I can barely speak." He manages with gritted teeth.
"But you did-" Before you can finish your encouraging sentence he grabs your wrist and spins you around, holding it behind your back. He leads you towards an empty costume room and you can feel his solid body walking right behind you.
"Shut the fuck up and let me use your mouth. The only good use for it apparently." You comply immediately and let him handle you like a rag doll, enjoying every second of it. As soon as he locks the door, he throws you down to the floor and you look up at him with a wide eyed expression that is screaming "ruin me."
It would truly be a shame if he didn't complete your request, so really he's only being the generous and giving boyfriend that he is. You take fluttery breaths in anticipation and sit there looking so pretty and pliant for him.
He steps forward and with one hand caresses your cheek gently. You close your eyes in bliss and lean into his touch like an obedient kitten. That is until he delivers a harsh slap to the same worshipped cheek. You jolt in surprise and hiss at the sting his palm left, but you stay as still as possible to be a good girl for Jongho.
He smiles like he just won a reward. Maybe he did because the sight of you in front of him is enough to make him burst. He pulls down his pants low enough to pull his aching cock out, but still being mostly dressed. He's leaking so much precum that it's threatening to spill onto the floor and you have to resist the urge to just lick him clean immediately.
He hooks a thumb into your mouth, lifting your head backwards to a point of almost discomfort. The light bounces off of your glazed eyes, making them look like pools of desire and helplessness. He pushes down on your tongue and you don't waste any time wrapping your lips around his digit and giving him a preview of what's to come.
Patience running thin, he pulls his finger out of your soft mouth with a pop, and gathers your hair into one fist. With the other hand he guides his leaking member into your awaiting mouth. You instantly choke around him, somehow forgetting how thick he really is. You try to breathe calmly through your nose to control your gag reflex.
He slides in farther, reaching to the entrance of your throat. He gives an experimental thrust and goes through the restrictive barrier between your mouth and throat. You instinctively swallow around him, resulting in him throwing his head back and groaning. He loses all self control and starts using your throat according to his needs.
He sets a wild pace instantly, hips never stuttering. He hits the back of your throat so sharply that you're sure you'll have giant bruises leftover. Jongho seems to have ascended to a completely different world, with his eyes closed like he's enjoying a nice yoga session. You dig your fingernails into your palms, leaving crescent indents. You want to do your best for Jongho, be a stress reliever, be the best fucktoy he's ever had. It's as if he's read your mind, because in the next second he starts to degrade you to the point your head feels cloudy.
"Who's a good fucktoy? Yeah that's right, you are. Forever my little cumslut aren't you? God I love the way your mouth feels, I could fuck it forever." The only thing you can do is let out pathetic whimpers to confirm his words. You love being used by him, being his toy. As he nears his orgasm he goes even harder. He's now using your hair to pull you back and forth along his length, sending pleasurable sharp pain to your abused scalp.
Your nose meets his stomach and you're held there while Jongho's shooting his load into your throat. You sputter and gargle around him, releasing droplets around the side of your mouth. His stomach clenches in and out as he empties everything into you. As soon as he pulls you off of him you start to cough intensely. He immediately locates a water bottle to soothe your sore throat. You gulp it down greedily, savoring every precious drop.
He helps pull you up, and supports your wobbly form. Even if he treats you so roughly, you're always his princess first and foremost. He runs a gentle hand down your back, rubbing soothingly.
"Did I do too much, my love?" He whispers worriedly.
You shake your head assuredly. "No baby, you were perfect. You were perfect on stage too you know." You croak with a raised eyebrow. He laughs at your expression and softens up.
"Oh what did I do to deserve you? I just think the world of you sweetheart." He rests his head against your forehead, breathing deeply. Your heart beats loudly, feeling the flutter of a thousand butterflies inside. You break apart and give him a cheeky grin.
"I demand a bath and a massage." You raise your head defiantly, daring him to disagree. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disbelief.
"You don't ever change oh my god. How about I do you one better? I'll give you a bath and massage while singing you your favorite songs. Followed up by some very cuddly cuddles. What do you think?" He asks.
"I think you have yourself a deal mister Choi best singer and performer Jongho." You give him a bow and he playfully smacks you.
"Alright alright, get it together." He pretends to grumble grumpily.
"Okayyy mister bear." You retort while running away.
"HEY.” He says while chasing after you.
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Ok so I know the time isn’t up yet for the votes, but clearly the Jongho smut is winning. And I may or may not already have it ready😃 and I also voted too😭 but anyways, expect the Jongho fic anytime now!
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Okkk so I’m trying to plan out kinktober. It’ll be my first time doing one so I’m sooo excited. I need ideas for kinks, so please put whatever you’d like in my inbox! Thank youuu
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Thank you for 90 followers!! I’m so incredibly grateful I love youuuuu❤️😘😍💕♥️💙💜💗🖤💛💖💞💚❣️💓😻🧡💘💝👩‍❤️‍👨💌💏👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💟👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨💑👩‍❤️‍👩👨‍❤️‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨🤎🤍🩷🫀🩶🫶🩵❤️‍🔥🫰❤️‍🩹
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OK IM GONNA CRY WHAT THE FUCK princess mingi I’m sobbing
Our Aurora : Chapter 2
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Poly!Ot8!Ateez x Afab/Female!Reader
Summary: Attending university with your eight boyfriends wasn’t easy, neither was sharing a mansion with them.
Warnings: MDNI, this mini series includes tons of smut, slight violence, protective ateez, poly relationship, established relationship, mentions of mxm, choking, other smut themes.
bullying and violence for this chapter.
WC: 1.5k
AU: University
Genre: Smut/fluff
Nets: @newworldnet
Tags: @deltamoon666 @watermelon2319 @justconniez @a-teez-4-exo @mingtinysworld @certifiedmoa @kittkat44 @sanhwalvr @spenceatiny18 @vtyb23 @sousydive @haebaragisworld @yourallaround-simp @therealcuppicake @ja3hwa (please make sure I can tag you in your settings)
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The morning sun beamed in your eyes, you tried to move away from the direct sunlight but strong arms held you back from moving. When you opened your eyes you saw that it was Mingi holding you.
Right, he fell asleep with you after your bath last night. You turned your head to look at his sleeping face. He was at peace.
He was happier these days, happier than ever. More than he was when he had met you. Mingi was at his lowest then, his heart was aching. His brain was telling him horrible things. He was the epitome of depression and anxiety.
High school was hard, but to him, it was pure hell. Even as a big guy, he was still bullied, he was in pain. He had no one. He had no friends. You’d see him in the halls, he was cute to you. Very cute. Mingi had always worn headphones to block out the other kids.
You never liked your friend group, they were the other rich kids that sort of pulled you with them everywhere just because you were richer. However, they participated in harassing the poor boy. You wanted to stop them but didn’t know what to do.
Until one day, you were trapped in a thunderstorm outside because your ride got caught in the weather. Mingi had been rushing through the storm, clearly crying. He wasn’t watching where he was going and had slipped near you, taking you to the ground with him.
He gasped and scrambled to get off of you, his clothes were sticking to yours because of the rain. You could see the pain in his face, the panic as well. But what you noticed was the black eye. The huge swelling. It angered you. Your so-called friends went too far.
“I’m sorry!” He yelled out over the storm.
You shook your head, “Mingi, please, don’t apologize.”
He froze in his movements, “H..how do you know my name?” He felt the happiness bubbling within him. Someone knew him.
Your ride had finally pulled up, “It doesn’t matter, for now, I’m giving you a ride home,” you crawled from beneath him and pulled him up, which was hard, “Get in, please.”
He stammered over his words but followed you into the backseat, “Thank you..”
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When you had pulled up to his home, he had realized his family wasn’t home. Typical. They always left him alone, by himself.
“Oh, um..”
You shook your head, “Doesn’t matter, I’ll just take you to my home, my parents are on vacation so I’ll take care of you, okay?”
Mingi’s heart fluttered, however he was terrified. He didn’t know if you were being genuine or if you were gonna trick him.
He sat in silence, fiddling with his ruined headphones, they looked like they were purposely ripped and broken.
“Mingi, did..did they do this to you?” Your eyebrows furrowed in concern. You just knew you’d teach those kids a lesson. They weren’t your friends. How dare they harm someone as sweet as Song Mingi? He never hurt anyone.
His head snapped to face you, “What? No. I-“
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Yeah..they did this. They always do. This is my third pair of headphones this month.” You could see the pure sorrow in his eyes.
Your fingers clenched in anger, “I see.”
When the car pulled into the mansion's front lawn, your driver stepped out of his seat and opened your door for you, “Miss, welcome home. I’ve already let the household staff know about your companion, they have fresh clothes for him.”
“Thank you, Hyunwoo.” You smiled, taking Mingi’s hand to bring him inside. He was so glad his eyes were still puffy from crying, else you would’ve seen his red face.
Never has he had someone care about him so much. He couldn’t help but fall in love. It didn’t help that he already had a crush on you.
Your staff greeted you inside, rushing to help you out of your wet clothes, “Guys, I’ve got it.” You laughed, “Just bring the fresh clothes to my room, I’m gonna get him comfortable.”
You trudged up the stairs, taking the large man with you, “Don’t worry about my staff, my parents like to spoil me too much, they have staff to take care of me when I’m alone. I’m almost 18, you’d think they know I can take care of myself.”
Mingi gave you a small smile, “It’s okay..I may not be used to this, but it’s alright.”
As you pulled him into your room with a smile, “The bathroom is over there, go ahead and get undressed, I’ll bring you fresh clothes. My staff will wash and dry those for you.”
He shyly pulled away from your hand and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He stood there in confusion. Just how did he get here? With the prettiest girl in his school. He didn’t know she’d be this nice and caring, how could she hang out with such horrible people? He wondered.
You went through your closet and changed into warm pajamas, you’d had to wait to blow dry your hair since Mingi was in the bathroom.
One of your maids knocked on the door and came in, “Here you go, Miss. your companions clothes. Henry was the only one who seemed to have clothes that would possibly fit that boy.” She passed off the clothes to you.
“Thank you. You can go now.” You smiled as she left.
You knocked on the door and Mingi slowly opened the door, peeking his head out, “Thank you.” He took the clothes from you.
You could see a bit of his chest and it looked bad, there were new bruises and healing bruises.
You sighed, they must’ve pushed him over and kicked him. They were gonna pay for this. You didn’t care if Mingi would hate you for taking this into your hands. You just couldn’t stand by while they hurt someone. What if they took it too far and killed him? No, you couldn’t allow it.
He closed the door and put on his new clothes. Just a plain shirt and sweatpants.
“Would you like to stay the night, Mingi? I have several guest rooms if you’d like. I’m sure you don’t want to be alone.” You suggested with a smile from the other side of the door.
Mingi opened the door with a puppy-like smile, he was beginning to feel safe around you.
“Thank you, for everything, Y/N. You’ve been nothing but nice to me and I don’t know how to thank you.” Mingi stared down at his feet.
You stepped up to him, reaching out for his large hand, “It’s okay, there’s no need to thank me. You don’t deserve any of this.
You brought him to your bed and sat down, “Why don’t you get some rest, I’ll go make you something to eat, okay?”
He nodded with a small smile, “Okay.”
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As days passed, the two of you got closer. He was becoming your one and only friend and you didn’t mind. He managed to avoid his bullies with you around, but one day you weren’t.
You had hurt shouts in the school's courtyard and found a crowd.
Oh no.
You could hear Mingi’s cries for help as no one did anything, they only recorded and laughed.
You were pissed. You threw your bag down and rushed into the crowd. Finding his group of bullies. All you could see was red. Your fist collided with someone’s jaw. This person was kicking Mingi.
“Fuck off of him!” You shouted.
The crowd went silent as your fist repeatedly bashed into the kids face, his nose was bleeding bad but you didn’t care. He hurt Mingi.
“Y/N, please.” Mingi cried out for you, the bullies already leaving his side to take care of you. But you weren’t having it.
You fought them off with everything you had.
Your fists were hurting, they were covered in blood but you didn’t care whose it was.
From that day forward, no one fucked with you or Mingi. The school didn’t even bother doing anything because your parents were their biggest sponsor.
On the day of your graduation, you had asked Mingi out and he was ecstatic. He was becoming a man. He vowed from the day you saved him that he wouldn’t stop at nothing to protect you.
You had kissed him on the stage and flicked everyone off, a final fuck off to the horrible school you two were leaving.
As the memory faded from your brain, you turned to look at the sleeping Mingi.
You were so glad for the day you met him. He called you his princess yet he was yours. He was the true princess.
“Y/N?” He stirred awake.
“Yes, Mingi?”
“I’m hungry, princess.” His stomach grumbled just right after his words and you both laughed.
“Then let’s go get something to eat, I’m sure the others are home and would like to eat as well.” You just knew Wooyoung would want to cook for you, especially since you were sure they all knew what happened with Hongjoong fucking you so hard.
Together, you left to go downstairs, happily and in love.
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