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taeyongs-scar · 2 years

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Babes! Plz do yunho smut of s.o sending a suggestive pic or text to him infront of boys/public and he wasn’t able to control himself and it leads from there. Wtv works for you! 🙈

Summary: Yunho receives some nice little photos and practice has to end early

Paring: Yunho x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

A/N: Welp first request down! #score! Anyways I hope you enjoy and it’s up to your expectations! Send more requests and I promise I’ll get around to them <3

Warnings: Back scratches, Oral (F recieving), Sending nudes, Public viewing of nudes

Word Count: 1,574

You sat on the couch watching yet another episode of your favorite tv show. If you recounted correctly this is your fifth episode today. You’d finished everything you needed to do for the day, including cleaning the kitchen and the bedroom of your apartment. Before swiftly moving onto the rest of it from your untamed boredom. So now your small apartment was more than clean and you sat alone in the dark waiting for your boyfriend to come home. He’s stuck at an all day practice and you didn’t think it would last all day and all night…

You checked the clock, 10:30 pm. It was time for him to come home and you knew exactly how to get that to happen.

You got up from the leather couch, finally out from underneath the fluffy blankets and stretched. It was a little scary seeing as you heard a few joints pop a little louder than usual. Regardless, you made your way to the bathroom, snapping a few pics in just the way that really made your ass look good. You looked through the couple you took, deciding that one wasn’t enough, you tried another angle. Surprisingly you made it work, after all you’re not exactly a nudes master. Looking through what you took, you choose the best two and send them to Yunho.

“Limited time offer <3”

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You paced your bathroom almost anxiously, now realizing that this might’ve not been the best idea. Thoughts of the other members seeing it, Yunho getting upset with you, and just the pure anxiety of waiting for a response ran through your mind at a thousand miles a second. Heaving a deep sigh you mentally ordered yourself to put the damn phone down. He’ll see it when he sees it. And god knows when he sees it, he’ll be running home to you. So that’s exactly what you did, you set the phone down, going back to your show and hesitantly pressing play.

Practice was long and tedious, Yunho had been here since eight in the morning. It was currently 10:40 and they just now got to take another thirty minute break. They’d been preparing for this comeback for two weeks so far and it was really go time. Learning the choreo, practicing the performance, looking through makeup and hair ideas with the stylists, singing the song, everything you could possibly think of, they’re working on it. And don’t get him wrong, he loves his job! But it’s so damn tiring. Yunho doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the long days. He missed you… These days were his least favorite since he had to be away from you the longest, excluding time on tours. That was a whole different beast. Of course the day is still fun considering he’s with his members, but you can only stand a group of boys for so long.

So when he checked his phone and saw you texted he couldn’t help but smile. Maybe an I miss you text? Or a support text? I love you maybe? At this point he’s thankful with anything you could say to him since he’s been away too long. Unlocking his phone he’s taken straight to your messages, eyes going wide when he sees what you’ve sent. You dirty girl… The man has to rub his eyes to make sure what you sent him isn’t just a figure of his imagination. Sure enough, it’s real. He gets himself far enough away from the guys so this marvelous sight can only be seen by him. Clicking on the first image he practically drools with what he sees. Goddamn it you’re not even dressed up and you’ve sure as hell got his attention. Just in your regular black panties you stand with your back arched just enough for your ass to really pop. He wishes you sent a picture with nothing on at all. Swiping to the next photo his eyes practically pop out of his head. You sit with one leg up on the bathroom counter, your ass looked so good. It was driving him crazy. He doesn’t even know how much longer this stupid practice is. And when he rereads your text he suddenly decides he doesn’t care. Who is he to let this delicious offer go to waste?

Quickly shutting off his phone and shoving it in his shorts pocket while putting on his best worried/ disappointed face. He slowly walks over to the guys, all of them immediately seeing the worried expression plastered on his face.

“What’s wrong Yunho?” Yeosang asks, taking a large sip of his water.

“Y/n… They’ve gotten sick and they don’t have any medicine at home… I’m sorry to interrupt practice but I-“

“It’s good Yunho, we’ll fill you in on whatever else we do. Make sure y/n is alright.” Hongjoong says with a pleasant smile, a tinge of worry also laced in his voice. All of the guys cared about you so to hear you got sick definitely worried them all just a little.

Yunho nodded quickly and grabbed his stuff, practically running out the door and back to your place. He was out of breath by the time he reached your apartment complex. He took a moment to catch his breath outside the door, praying he wouldn’t come off as too desperate. When he was collected he pushed open the door, seeing you curled up on the couch under your favorite blanket. This wasn’t all that uncommon for him to come home to, but tonight he wasn’t interested in sitting and having a tv binge night.

“So what made you think to text me while I’m practicing?” Yunho asks in a sultry tone.

Your head snaps to look at him before getting up and standing in front of him. “I wanted you home.”

“Well you got it baby,” he captures you in a passionate kiss, something he’s been waiting to do all day. His hands slide down your sides and roughly grab your ass. To which you can’t help but let out a yelp at the sudden grab.

Yunho pulls you into his arms, carrying you toward the bedroom. He wastes no time throwing you on the bedsheets you unfortunately just changed, looking you over as you lay splayed out on the white sheets. He takes off his clothes, leaving him in just his boxers. It’s obviously no secret how excited he is, and the bulge certainly isn’t helping hide anything. You lay there with your arms above your head, laying all sexy, ready for him and it’s absolutely driving the poor man wild.

He stalks closer, quickly on top of you and taking off your bra, letting it discard to the floor just like your small black panties. His warm lips kiss down your body, over the swell of your breasts, down your beautiful stomach, and of course, to your now glistening core. He loved when you were so ready for him. How damn pretty you looked. Looking up at you from his position between your thighs, he begins licking up your juices. The man looks at you like a damn saint as he sins right below you. Gripping your thighs as his tongue explores deeper. You whimpered as the pleasure grew, feeling your legs tighten to hold his face in place. Damn did he fucking love that. He softly pressed a finger into you, stretching you out slightly before inserting another. Two was your sweet spot and he knew it. With his tongue on your clit and his fingers deep in you, you knew it was only a matter of time before you unraveled.

“Yunho! Fuck I’m close-“ You moan out, watching him work his skilled tongue over you.

“Come on my face baby. All over me.” He practically growled into you as he continued much more vigorously.

It was mere seconds before you were going to snap and you knew the feeling all too well. The toe curling sensation that you loved chasing with Yunho. It was like a tidal wave as it took you over. You could barely open your eyes to watch Yunho lick off your slick from his pretty face.

Your boyfriend gave you your moments to calm down, waiting for your chest to rise more evenly before pushing himself into you.

“Yunho what are you?-“

He looked down at you with a scoff, “you think you can just send me those pictures, get your high, and be done? You’re dead wrong baby. So fucking wrong.”

The look on his face was almost enough to make you finish again, seeing him practically fall apart at your warmth and how well you took him. He let out small grunts as he fucks you, not too fast but certainly not slow. He made sure to hit the spots that drove you wild, making you leave long red scratches down his perfect back.

“Harder baby. Leave marks your pretty marks on me” he moaned out as you scratched harder. You felt him still in you as he finishes, his head hanging from the pure pleasure.

As you ran your fingers over the deep scratches, Yunho whimpers. His body slightly shook at your touch. He loved it when you scratched him, when you continued until the poor boy bled. When he came down from his high he opened his beautiful eyes with a smile.

“Send me those pictures anytime baby.”

#kpop #fanfic #imagines #fanfiction #ateez #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez yunho #choi yunho #kpop smut

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taeyongs-scar · 2 years

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Y’all please send me your headcannons, requests, asks, anything! I want to talk with y’all! It can literally be the filthiest shit and I’m down with it!

(Might even write something out of it too 👀)

Ask/ Request box is always open!! And thank you all for reading my stuff <3

#nct #kpop #fanfic #ateez #red velvet #fanfiction #send asks #anon ask #anon or not #anon request #request #headcanon #smut #fluff #angst #yall send anything and i’ll be so happy

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DATING NCT

NAKAMOTO YUTA

Boyfriend that casually roasts you but doesn’t mean for it to come out like a roast

Seems like the type to always have snacks handy

Very very reassuring

Will tell you you’re doing great when you’re totally not

Always asks if you missed him even if you’re apart for 10 minutes

Always positive/ will try to say stupidly optimistic things to make you laugh

Roasts the fuck out of the members when you’re around (and even when you’re not 😌)

Enjoys cooking with you/ for you

You two often prepare homemade snacks together the day before you go out on a date

Most of the time its traditional Japanese snacks (onigiri, anpan, daifuku, dango, etc.)

LOVES when you do his hair

Braids, ponytail? He loves it all

Just the feeling of your fingers working through his hair makes him relax

I feel like he’s the type to go on a morning run and beg for you to come with

Maybe even carry you out of bed to go with him?

Totally wants a kid. Straight up would cry if you told him you were pregnant

He doesn’t care if it’s a boy or girl he just wants a kid with you to be able to spoil

Tbh would be a cute dad

I also feel like he really enjoys teasing you

Just about little things that are never to be taken serious

“You sure you can lift that? Your noodle arms seem a little thin!”

Totally the type to battle you, to girl group songs

Enjoys dancing around the living room with you listening to Twice or Red Velvet super loud

He points to you very dramatically when it’s your turn to sing

Definitely obsessed with Bamboleo by Red Velvet (I feel it alright?)

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A hoe. Straight up.

Totally into overstimulation

Loves seeing the pathetic look on your face when he asks you for another

Seeing your thighs shake is his favorite thing besides your face when you finish

The type to lick you clean then look at you with a devilish grin

Enjoys handjobs from you, especially in semi public places (the car, a changing room, bathroom, etc.)

Also enjoys the thrill of getting caught in the act

Like maybe a dinner with your parents? Or perhaps with the members in the other room?

Always ties his hair up into that cute little ponytail to go down on you

Otherwise his hair is free game for you to grab and pull and he loves it

But absolutely on no conditions will he ever beg for anything.

He’s in charge, not you

Don’t ever get that confused

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DATING NCT

MARK LEE

So. Damn. Giggly.

QUIT LAUGHING

He has a laughing problem that no doctor can solve 😞🖐🏻

Dude thinks every little thing you do is funny, from tripping over air, to forgetting something on your grocery list. It’s all funny to him.

As much as it can get on your nerves, you can’t help smiling when he lets out a little giggle

Boy is so awkward too, no matter how many relationships he’s been in before you, he still has no clue how to do anything

So often you’re left to start any sort of PDA

He’s so nervous he’ll touch you in a way that makes you uncomfortable so he leaves it up to you

Whenever you give him a kiss or touch him a little suggestively his face goes bright red, first his ears then his cheeks

No matter now many times you do it, the reaction is always the same

He’s the kind of guy who plans out little secret dates, nothing too elaborate, just often little surprise places to visit

Sometimes the beach, maybe by the river, a picnic in the woods, or maybe even exploration dates in long abandoned places

You’re always in charge of snacks though!

You’ve learned quickly that he wont remember shit so you bring a little backpack on all of your dates full of essentials, just in case

The type of dude to take you to a carnival and try to win you stuff and failing miserably so you have to win him stuff instead

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Oh god… Where to start…

He straight up worships you.

A service top for sure

Anything you want? He’s got it.

With the proper encouragement of course

The first couple times you have sex he’s so damn nervous you can see it on his poor face

Probably after about three times he’ll start to get comfortable and thats when he’s down bad for you

Like I said before, anything you want, he’ll do it.

Lowkey loves giving head but wont admit it

Refuses to say he wants anything from you, so once again, you gotta make the moves

Definitely huffy when he’s having sex, little grunts every so often

Not into quickies at all

He prefers to have proper sex in the bedroom

The only exception is on the couch, but even then, it’s not his favorite

I feel like he’s pretty tame unless you ask for something drastic

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DATING NCT

JOHNNY SUH

The cool boyfriend

Loves going out with you

Definitely an explorer

Super chill, like oh you don’t want to go to this new restaurant? Cool let’s go to a different one!

Always the one to show you new things

Posts you on his instagram and talks about you super openly because he just loves you so much

Totally the holding hands type

He’s not much for PDA but he will most certainly hold your hand and give you a kiss on the back of your hand

Y’all rarely argue, it’s hardly an issue since he’s such a go with the flow kind of guy

Enjoys giving you gifts from all of the countries he travels to

I feel like he especially enjoys giving you pieces of jewelry

Also takes you to any concert you could possibly want to go to. One Direction? Yung Gravy? Metallica? Dudes down for anything.

Enjoys getting you the autographs of your favorite idols and tries to get you to meet them if he can

Not the jealous type because he knows you love him and he loves you

He’ll bring you to Music Bank and won’t have a worry in the world that you’ll fall in love with some other idol

Just straight up loves you and you can certainly feel it

Always encourages you to do things you want to, regardless of how much it costs or how scary it may be, he’s got you

The comforting boyfriend as well

Had a hard day? Cuddle on the couch with him and watch a movie or vent to him for hours and he’ll listen so intently

The type to take you to really fancy restaurants but secretly loves a good fast food place

Has no problem letting you hang out with the members

Can’t wait for the day he can bring you home to his mom

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Totally the type to send you nudes when he’s away

Also pretty into phone sex

Loves hearing your noises over the phone and being able to tell you what to do

Just the sight of you on the phone screen is practically enough to get him to finish

Hard dom

Strong daddy kink 💀

“That’s not my name princess”

Will literally stop until you call him daddy

Enjoys spanking you, like have you seen those hands??

Overstimulation is a must.

The night isn’t finished if you haven’t came at least three times

Loves the look of your fucked out face when he finally finishes with you

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DATING NCT

LEE DONGHYUCK

Such an asshole. but he means well 🙄

SUPER CLINGY

Like seriously dude you wouldn’t be able to breathe half the time he’s just all over you

Loves holding you, being held, just touching you is good for him

It doesn’t matter if it’s just your pinkies touching, he’ll be happy

Definitely the cute when you’re alone, asshole when in public type

But not enough that it’s like really rude, just little comments here and there that make people think you’re “just friends”

Loves making you smile and will do anything to see it on your pretty face

Terrible at jokes, just so unfunny

More of a order in type of boyfriend rather than go out and get dressed up

Also a kisser. Anytime, any place, he’ll kiss you.

Just little smooches not anything crazy

Only exception, he will absolutely not kiss you in front of the members cause he NEVER hears the end of it

He’ll kiss you the moment you step out the door from them though!

Gets annoyed easy and it takes a while for you two to figure how to work it out

Fights are a little common for y’all but everything usually works out in the end

Harsh statements are usually thrown around and he knows what to say to make it hurt

He doesn’t usually get how hurtful somethings he says can be, so when everything is settled you have to calmly tell him that what he said hurt your feelings

Feels like shit when you bring that up but overtime the reminders dull his statements so arguments are less of yelling matches

You two usually make up when one of you cries, usually you :/

He realizes he went too far and apologizes relentlessly

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Such an asshole but he means well pt.2

Either a power dom or a straight brat

Loves calling you names when he’s fucking you (slut, whore, etc.)

Usually gets off first then going back for you (only if you’ve previously agreed that’s alright)

Not a fan of quickies tbh… He likes it when he can have his way or you have your way with him

Enjoys mocking you when you cry

“Aw… Is my baby crying? Am I fucking you too good?”

Very into edging, like mans could go for a hot minute, the faces you make really encourage him

Makes you beg and is so proud when he gets you to

Lowkey feel like he’d be into getting tied up?

Idk just a gut feeling

I also feel like he’s an ass man

His favorite is hitting it from the back

Also a hickey lover, mark this mf up.

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thinking about haechan pavlov’s dogging you into becoming more of a masochist by hurting you a little bit every time he eats you out: biting your clit as you cum or tying your wrists just a little too tight, so they ache every time you move; edging you and slapping your pussy every time he pulls away.

“mm, my pretty baby,” he rubs his thumb across your clit, his other hand skimming your breast as he does it. his fingers find one of your nipples, pinching hard enough to make you cry out. “do you like it when i hurt you?”

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taeyongs-scar · 2 years

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Do more of this pleaseee

[8:38pm]

genre: suggestive and fluff

You laughed as johnny nipped on your neck while rubbing your lower abdomen. “Johnny, baby.” He continues to kiss all over your neck. “God, you smell so good..” he inhales deeply while his face was buried in your neck.

Johnny was in heat, he needed you so bad, he had already played with himself but it didn’t feel as good as you. You were busy with washing the dishes, no matter how much you wanted to pull away and run to the bedroom with him, you had to finish washing the dishes.

“Mm, fuck.. these breasts.. oh these breasts.” It sounded as if he was singing a song. “Wouldn’t you love it if they were swollen and leaking milk? Fuck, yeah..” he inhales sharply while fondling with your boobs.

“You look so fuckable and so breedable.. god damn, baby..” he starts rutting his huge bulge on your ass, practically dry humping you. “Let me breed you, baby. I wanna see my cum drip out of your pussy as cum in you.” He slowly slides his hands down your shorts and into your panties.

“Just wanna load my cum into your pussy.” He starts circling his finger on your clit, causing your knees to buckle. “Wanna get you all swollen and pregnant, fuck.. I wanna get you pregnant so bad, baby—,” His voice getting huskier and whiney.

“Mommy!” You snaps your head up from johnnys chest. “Mommy! I got a boogie!” Your daughter squeals from the living room. “Yeah? Good.. job, baby!” She giggles and continues digging her nose. “Mommy?!” This time johnny lifts his head up from your neck.

“Can I eat the boogie?” You laugh.

“No, it’s not good!” You shout back.

She still did it.

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taeyongs-scar · 2 years

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home

pairing: domestic!mingi/afab reader

summary: a cleaning day with your husband takes a little detour <3

warnings: ovulation kink (is that a thing?), oral sex (f. receiving), breeding kink, kitchen sex

requested: kinda! i posted a hard hours idea about this and an anon inspired me to write it :) i hope you like it, anon!

word count: 1.5K

masterlist here

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Inexperienced sex with Mingi

boyfriend!mingi x reader

Make sure to reblog since Tumblr essentially pushes your fics out more with that <33.

Genre: smut

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: sex and comedy, ya horny ass, mingi is a virgin and by default kinda uneasy about wanting to do it but also very eager, handjob leads to a blowjob, cunnilingus, riding mingi while sitting down, usage of pet names (babe,baby), double creampie, overstimulation.

Summary: Your boyfriend of a whole year is a virgin but also extremely horny most of the time. It's not anything serious and he can contain it but it does get very annoying and sometimes unbearable where the only thing he wants to do is fuck you and then backtrack since he doesn't know how to do it correctly so you decide to help him out.

a/n: for some reason, I'm having extremely bad writers block so i wrote this in order to just try to not make my account collect cobwebs and feel like a wasteland. I know i haven't been active in the writing department a lot on this account but I'll hopefully get active way more after this fic.

𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 (𝙖) 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚/𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚/𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮/𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮.

𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝.

It's not like it's annoying.

You've been with him for a whole year and he's a hormonal 22 year old man.

You're not complaining and you definitely weren't for a long while until.... well, today.

To say that your boyfriend can be "annoyingly cute" would be an overstatement.

You took a break from positively losing your mind at how many spreadsheets you had to correct and so you put on Shrek 2 as you lazily strung yourself on the couch, hoping that the movie would take your mind off of it.

Your boyfriend, who's taking his sweet ass time to come home, is currently at work, doing what idols do and do best.

Attempt to twerk, pretend to date their other members and sing and dance i guess.

He works extremely early and comes home very late but, that's all in his work regime.

You don't really complain simply because of the fact that you knew what you were getting into when you decided to give him his first kiss on Christmas Eve last year.

That, and also because he gave very much big dick energy.

Honey, have you heard his voice?

Have you seen how hot this man is?

No one would pass up on this extremely good opportunity to bag this man.

You just..... Like, you just know- like you just have this feeling that he's got that SuperJumboHumonguotron 3000, the SuckyFucky 2500, the LongDickStyleFuckintron 4000, the ElongatedThirdLegatron 6000, the AutomaticLegOpener 7005, the RearrangerOfGutsatron 8000, the NoCondomCanHoldThisBadBoyatron 9000, the-

"Babe...? Guess who's home~"

A person's deep-below-hell voice broke your descriptive thoughts easily as you focused in on where the sound was coming from.

The front door opened revealing your.... VERY sweaty boyfriend, untying his shoes before stepping fully in the house.

"Wow, you are undoubtedly sweaty. It's literally seeping through your shirt."

"Well, i do dance a lot in the job that i do so, ya know~. Now, come give Papa Bear a big sweaty hug"

"No, I'D RATHER DIE... and, please do not call yourself Papa Bear ever again."

"Why though? It's fun and wild and brave and fresh-"

"You're definitely not fresh so you, shower, right now."

"Gotcha, wanna join?"

Yes is the immediate answer that pops into your mind but, knowing how he is, he wouldn't really initiate anything and y'all would just shower awkwardly.

So, much to your horknee appraisal, you'd have to decline.

"Not today Gi, go wash that shit off."

"Yes ma'am."

He gave a mock salute before running up the stairs, tripping in the process, and entering the bathroom.

Sometimes you wonder if he's a grown man or just a barely aged teen stuck in an adult body, and knowing him, it's probably the latter.

Nevertheless, you realized you had work to do so you decided to pause "What Are You Doing In My Swamp" and go back to your minimal-wage-over-10-dollars-job.

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Minutes have passed between you working for to pay your side of the bill even though Mingi insistently declined your offer multiple times.

You don't wanna feel like a burden and, the both of you are romantic partners and you live together.

Resourcefulness is key, but you know what's not key?

Your boyfriend coming out of the steam filled bathroom with a very loose towel wrapped around his lower half.

If you didn't know any better, and you definitely don't, you'd release an Irish banshee scream and turn into an apache helicopter.

But because of the fact that it's 12am and you didn't want the neighborhood to think you're getting murdered, all you did was "aa".

"Are you- are you ok?"

"DO NOT GIVE ME THAT SASS YOUNG MAN, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S PRACTICALLY NAKED IN FRONT OF ME."

"What's the matter? It's not like you've never seen me without my shirt on."

"I suppose i did multiple times but like..... maybe warn this bitch before you do what you want to do?"

"Sure."

Walking towards you, he silently dropped a kiss on your forehead before trailing a path of them to your nose, ending right on top of your lips.

Using his fingers to tilt your head up and keep it in place, he lightly bit your lower lip to open your mouth more, massaging his tongue with yours.

You were very into the kiss, so into it that you couldn't help but notice the towel he was wearing getting looser and looser from his arousal increasing in size.

With every lip bite and kiss, the towel started lowering more and more.

"Agh- Min- Mingi.... the-the towel-"

"Shh, let me enjoy this."

"But, it's- fuck- it's about to fa-"

And before you could end your sentence, the towel fell of his lower half, fully exposing his extremely erect length.

Your eyes fell immediately on his now exposed cock, instinctively reaching over to grab it, earning a hiss from your boyfriend.

"Wait, stop. I-I've never done this before, i don't kno-"

"Relax. I'll help you through it, I'll be very gentle"

And so, with his cock in your hand, you started to realize what he meant.

He never touched himself before.

In true retrospect, that's not weird or unusual but, you'd think that a man like him would give himself pleasure like that.

Nonetheless, you silently started moving your hand against him.

He was uncut so the everytime you'd move your hand forwards and backwards, his foreskin would drag over the tip of his penis before stretching down under it.

You couldn't lie and say that it wasn't unbearably hot, the warm feeling between your legs growing more and more each passing second.

Mingi released soft whimpers are softly jerked him off.

"Does it feel good baby? Should i go faster?"

"A-ah, yes please."

His wish is your command.

Your movement became faster as you used both of your hands to please him.

Mingi elicited choked up moans as he started pivoting his hips against your hands and you knew that he could fuck you until dawn and that he has that in him, you just need a little bit of time before getting it out of him.

Wanting to speed things up a little bit, you debated on doing what you wanted to do before you finally decided that you should throw all caution to the wind.

"Baby, I'm about to do something and i have a feeling that you'll like it."

"Huh-"

Before he could respond, you took off your hands while wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock, dragging your tongue across it.

Hollowing your cheeks out, you dragged your mouth against his shaft, reaching his pelvis.

Mingi's eyes widened before he released a yelp, quickly grabbing your head to hold it in place as you couldn't help but gag at the length of his cock inside your mouth.

"God, i- haagh-"

Incomprehensible words flew out of his mouth as he guided your head over him, softly fucking your mouth.

You didn't mind since this is exactly what your plan was all along.

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted as Mingi became very fast with his movement, his cock moving in and out of your mouth at a swift pace.

Spit softly rolling off your mouth, you looked up to see that his face was twisted with pleasure, and you knew he was getting close.

"I think I'm gonna cum, i-mmm-can i cum?"

A simple question to which you had an answer to, albeit a very quickly disappointing one for Mingi.

You dropped him out of your mouth before wiping off the saliva falling off.

"Even though I want you to feel pleasurable, i have to get something out of this as well, right?"

He silently nodded before almost switching character, dropping on his knees before unzipping your pants, lowering them and your underwear down, your exposed core hitting cold air as his head stood close to it.

"I feel like i know exactly what to do to make you feel better."

"Then, what's stopping you?"

He nodded again before planting his tongue at just the right spot.

You immediately grabbed his hair, letting him do wonders to you.

For someone who's so inexperienced, he surely knows how to use his tongue right.

Spiraling his tongue inside your walls and then coming back out while licking at you incredulously fast, it was like second nature to him.

You felt so intrigued at how quickly he managed to adjust himself to this new environment before stopping your train of thought.

Your release was coming very soon and as much as you wanted to cum on his tongue so he'd taste you, you decided that this was his first time and he needed to feel how good it is.

You dragged his head off of you before leaning down, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Are you ready?"

"For the actual-? I guess so?"

"Good, now sit down."

You got up the seat before fully dragging your pants down as Mingi sat.

Putting your legs inside the open area of the armrests of the chair, you adjusted yourself on top of the tip of his cock before slowly sinking down on him, eliciting a moan from the both of you.

"Oh my god- that's amazing-hough-"

You grabbed his, very defined mind you, shoulders before slowly pivoting your hips against his cock, alternating between that motion and riding him.

The way your already tight, wet walls felt around him made him turn into putty in your hands.

With each and every thrust of your hips, you could hear every possible gasp of ecstasy come out of the man under you.

Feeling your own release coming very fast, you started bouncing on his cock, letting his arms fly over to your hips, improving the speed of his thrusts.

You felt his cock enlarge in you and you knew he was extremely close to his own release.

Grabbing his hair, you lowered yourself down before eliciting a scream, riding through your orgasm, squeezing your walls in the process.

You enclosed him in a very tight space, not letting him breathe and giving him no room to pull out.

"Agh- babe- I'm gonna cum really soon- you need to get up-"

But you never did.

Through his fucked out state, Mingi looked up at your face, mouth open and eyes staring into his, giving him the sign that you aren't moving at all.

"Wait-god- i-i we can't-"

His words were tuned out as the only thing you could hear is the sound of your ass slapping against his thighs.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck- I'm gonna cum- ohgodohgod- please-"

Raising your hips up, you slammed yourself down which gave Mingi all the push he needed to cum.

"FUCK" was all you heard as you felt his cum fill you up from the inside, the feeling almost too overwhelming and.... too addicting.

Before you knew it, you continued your movement with his cum inside you making Mingi moan again, his cock never losing it's hardness.

"Stopstopstop- please- i can't-"

His cries were heard across the room as you drove yourself on him, knowing he's taking pleasure from this as much as you are.

It didn't take long for him to throw his head back, moaning turning into gasps for air as you let him have the experience of his life.

His hands falling limply against the sides of the chair, with one final grunt, he zipped his hips up, shooting his second load of the day inside you.

Rolling your hips around, you milked him for all he's worth before eventually stopping your movement.

The room was met with thick silence as you let yourself and your boyfriend slowly get your bearings.

After a couple of minutes, Mingi reached over before giving you a chaste kiss, his entire body brewing because of the actions that took place.

"That was one of the best things I've ever done in my entire life, we need to do this more often."

"Well, I'm glad. And as for the latter..... We'll see."

You dragged your hips off, sliding off his cock before ribbons of his cum came rolling out of you.

"I need a shower after all of this."

"Me too."

You slowly looked at him before giving a loop sided smirk, knowing exactly what he was thinking about.

I suppose that round 2 might be happening sooner than later, after all.

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focus | lee juyeon.

you think that having flirty, cocky juyeon as your lab partner is the worst thing that could happen. who would have thought it would turn out the way it did?

+ warnings // lots and lots of plot. fem!reader. some fluff at the end. slight corruption kink. reader has a thing for hands (because juyeon’s hands ASDFJAKJF). masturbation. virgin reader. fingering. oral (m & f receiving). eventual smut. unprotected sex. rough sex. filthy. dirty talk. swearing. juyeon’s hands aren’t the only part of him that’s huge. ;) + author notes // hello! this is my first time publishing something on here, as well as my first time publishing a smut anywhere. i have never been all that confident when writing smut (i’m much more comfortable reading it) so i’m a tad nervous. i hope you all can enjoy this and if you do, feel free to leave positive feedback <3 it would be very much appreciated ;)

————————————– “…choi y/n and lee juyeon.” shit. as the teacher finishes reading off the pairings, you sneak a glance over at your new lab partner, seated across the room. he looks unbothered, his chin resting on his fist, which is propped up on the table. sigh. you didn’t not like juyeon, that wasn’t it at all. you just did not want to be lab partners with him. he was cocky, flirty, and could not focus for the life of him. you had worked with him the year prior for an english project, in which you ended up doing all the work. and it wasn’t that you found his flirtiness annoying, it was just that he somehow knew all the ways to make you absolutely weak. the teacher instructs the class to move next to their partners and you let out a sigh. you never thought you would miss being partners with snobby kim yunhee, but here you were, already missing her loud chewing of her gum, and her unnecessary hair flips.

sighing yet again, you stand up slowly, gathering your things up, and starting the walk towards where juyeon was seated.

he eyes you as you sit beside him, setting your books on the table with a soft thud. “hello, y/n,” he greets you, tone polite.

“hi,” you say back, voice smaller and weaker than you would have liked it to be. “are you ready to get started?”

juyeon shrugs his shoulders, his head now turned fully towards you. you broke eye contact as quickly as it started. “um, okay,” you gulp, opening your text book to the page instructed. “we need to label the parts…” juyeon is quickly bored while you’re reading the instructions. instead, he changes his focus to your body language. the way you’re picking at your fingernails, your soft blue nail polish chipping off as you do. the way you were bouncing your left leg underneath the table. signs of being nervous.

“do i make you nervous, y/n?” he smirks, watching as your head lifts up towards him, eyes a bit wider than usual.

“wha…what?” you stumble on your words, confused by his sudden question. “what do you mean?” oh you knew exactly what he meant. “bouncing your leg, picking at your nails,” he points out the things you didn’t even realize you were doing. “signs of nervousness.” you quickly still your leg movements and sit on your hands so you stop picking at your nails. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you counter, looking at juyeon with fake confidence,

“you never answered my question,” juyeon persists. “no, juyeon, you do not make me nervous,” you smile at him after blatantly lying. “there, happy?” he looks at you skeptically for a few moments, eyebrow raised, before humming. “mm, let’s get to work, shall we?”

you nod quickly, eager to take the attention off yourself. “yes, now, as i was saying,” you hurriedly switch your attention back to the textbook and start reading.

once again, juyeon lost interest. it’s not that he didn’t like science (though he didn’t), it was you. there was something about you. you looked so precious and innocent.

and he loved it.

“so, which part do you want to do?” you turn your head towards him, snapping him out of his rather interesting thoughts.

“hm?” he blinks softly, visible confusion on his face.

you give him an annoyed expression. “you didn’t hear a word i said.”

juyeon shakes his head. “no, sorry,” he apologizes, flashing that beautiful grin of his, as he scoots his chair slightly closer to yours.

how could you ever stay annoyed with him?

you let out an exasperated sigh, all your frustrations towards juyeon slowly breaking away. “okay, listen this time,” you tell him. “now-”

“you’re cute, you know.” juyeon interrupts, leaving you speechless with an agape mouth.

“i- what?” you blink rapidly, feeling your cheeks heat up. you hope that juyeon doesn’t notice.

juyeon’s lips curl into a smirk at your response.“i said that you’re cute,” he repeats, his eyes flitting down to your rosy cheeks, his signature smirk widening. “especially when you’re all flustered, like you are right now.”

you let out a huff and turn back towards the front of the classroom, your eyes desperately looking above at the clock. there was still half an hour left of the period. there was no way you were going to make it out alive.

“cat got your tongue, y/n?” juyeon asks, and you can feel his gaze on you.

it took every ounce of bravery inside you to meet his eyes. when you finally did, he moved his face ever so slightly towards yours.

“i ask again,” his voice was just above a whisper. “do i make you nervous, y/n?”

determined to keep your cool, you shake your head back and forth, not breaking eye contact.

juyeon hums and sighs. “oh, well,” he leans back in his seat. “guess i was wrong.” he shrugs a little and turns his attention to the front of the class as the teacher begins speaking again.

you let out a big sigh of relief. being partners with juyeon had to be the worst possible thing ever. and it wasn’t just that he was impossible to work with due to his lack of focus, but it was because of the embarrassingly large affect he had on you.

while your teacher is still rambling on, you study juyeon from the corner of your eyes. god, was he attractive. if you didn’t know any better, you wouldn’t think he was real. he was like a dream, honestly.

maybe it was his dreamy eyes that made your heart skip a few beats whenever he looked into yours. maybe it was his perfect lips that looked oh so kissable. maybe it was everything about his perfect face.

maybe it wasn’t just his face that you were attracted to. maybe it was his large hands that you had moved your eyes to. his palms alone were about the size of your face. you couldn’t even imagine how good his hands must feel on-

“i think we should make a poster board,” juyeon says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“huh?” you hate how stupid you sound and you mentally smack yourself.

“for the project,” juyeon explains. “were you not listening?” you catch his lips curling into that stupid smirk again.

“i…zoned out a bit, yeah,” you admit, offering an apologetic smile. “sorry.”

juyeon shakes his head. “not a problem,” he tells you. “let’s just get back to work.”

you nod quickly, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “yeah, let’s do that.”

juyeon wasn’t stupid. he knew that you were eyeing him up while the teacher was talking. he could feel your eyes on him throughout the whole thing. he was pleased that he could cause you to lose focus like you had been doing to him the whole lesson.

“since our element is carbon, we should explain what things carbon can be found in, where you can find it and where it originated, it’s number, mass, etc, etc,” you list, drawing a small diagram on your notebook of what you thought your poster board should look like. “how does that sound?”

“sounds great,” juyeon says, impressed that he was actually able to listen for once. “you really know your stuff, huh?”

you blush a little at his praise. “well, i like to think that,” you internally cringe at the giggle you let out. what were you, twelve?

“so, am i going over to your place after school so we can work on this?” he asks you, leaning over to you, his head still propped up on his arm.

you internally scream. lee juyeon. in your house. what was even happening? “uh, sure,” you nod cautiously. you rip a piece off your notebook page and scribble down your address. “here’s my address.” place the paper into his warm, much larger hand.

he smiles at tucks the paper into his pocket without even looking at it. “see you at around 3:30, then?”

“yeah, that’s fine, see you then,” you stand up just as the bell rings, gathering your things quickly. “bye, juyeon!” you wave to him before bolting out of that classroom before he can wave or say anything back.

the rest of the day is a blur. all you think about and look forward to is after school.

so when the final bell rings, you manage to get to your locker, get your hoodie, and get outside the school in a record time of three minutes.

there was so much you to do before juyeon showed up. you’d have to change, tidy your room a bit (just in case he wanted to look around), and make sure your parents weren’t coming back from their business meeting in the next hours.

but somehow, after fluffing your pillows, making your bed, checking your parents’ business calendar, and changing into a comfy hoodie and some shorts, you’re still not prepared when there’s a loud knock at the door.

taking a long sip of your water, you set your glass on the counter and make your way towards the front door.

“hello, y/n,” juyeon greets you when you open the door.

you take a few moments to admire his outfit before letting him in. his black tee shirt was nicely tucked into his jeans that you wished weren’t so damn tight. his hair was parted, and styled the same as it was earlier. he looked unbelievable.

“…can i come in?” he asks you. little did you know, that was the second time he had asked.

“oh, yes, sorry,” you apologize and pull the door open, allowing him in. “come in, please.”

he smiles and walks past you, entering your home. he eyes the cozy color scheme, the various paintings above the furniture, and the antique lamp that sat atop a table. he found it all very interesting.

“so, do you want to get started?” you ask, nervously playing with the strings of your hoodie.

“i want to look around for a bit, if that’s fine with you,” juyeon turns around to look at you, eyeing you a bit more subtly than you did to him.

you’re thankful that you cleaned your room. “yes, of course,” you nod. “let me show you around.”

juyeon smiles as you lead him into the small kitchen area. “do you want anything to eat or drink?”

he shakes his head. “no, thank you,” he declines with a warm smile towards you.

you were surprised by how much of a gentleman he was being. you nod in understanding and lead him into the dining room. “this is the dining room, where i eat dinner,” you explain, face palming at your own stupidity. that was common sense, you dumbass.

juyeon smiles and laughs a little. your heart flutters at the sound of his laugh, realizing just how beautiful of a sound it was.

you then lead him down the small hallway past your parents room and the bathroom, and finally to your bedroom.

“this is my room,” you explain, your voice a little shaky. lee juyeon is in your bedroom.

intrigued, juyeon looks around the room. he’d be lying if he said that this wasn’t the room he was looking forward to the most. something about seeing the soft pink and white colors of your bedroom, the small selection of stuffed animals arranged on the floor near your closet. it looked so pretty, just like you.

so pretty, and so innocent.

“so, that’s it!” you clap your hands together. “shall we start on the project now?”

“sure,” juyeon smiles at you, making your heart flutter. you were sure that he knew what he was doing. “lead the way, babe.”

your eyes widen and you turn around, quickly leading juyeon back into the living room, blushing furiously.

he had just called you ‘babe’. you were sure that you had died right there in that moment. it sounded so lovely coming from his lips. better yet, he was saying it to you.

“s-so, i found this poster board in the storage closet,” you explain, gulping a bit as you pick up the board to show juyeon. “do you think it’s good enough?”

he smiles, not necessarily at your poster board selection, but at your clearly flustered state. “it’s great,” he gives a thumbs up. your heart does a flip at the sight of his large fist. oh the things you wished he would do to you.

“okay, let’s get to work, then,” you sit down on the carpet, annoyed at yourself for your flustered state being much too obvious.

juyeon thought it was cute, how flustered you were. he had always thought it was cute, since the first time you had worked together. he had wanted to spend more time with you, but your schedules never lined up, and your were in very different social groups. it would never work out.

“let me tell you something, y/n,” juyeon speaks, unintentionally cutting you off. “i could tell you were a bit-” he pauses, searching for the words. “-reluctant to work with me,”

“what makes you think that?” you rub your arm nervously. now look what you did, you probably hurt his feelings!

“you don’t have the best experience of being partners with me,” he says, tucking one leg up to his chest. “i wouldn’t focus for the life of me. and i still haven’t been very good at focusing.”

you shrug and smile softly. “it’s not your fault if you struggle with focusing, juyeon.”

he sighs and nods. “i’m sorry, though,” he apologizes. “you deserve someone who matches the level you’re at academically.”

“don’t call yourself, dumb.”

“i didn’t,” juyeon furrows his brows. “i just meant that you’re better at focusing than i am.”

now you really felt like a bitch. “oh,” you mentally slap yourself fifty times. “i didn’t mean it like that, i’m so sorry, juyeon, please, i don’t-”

“it’s fine, y/n,” juyeon shakes his head, laughing a little. “i know what you meant.”

“but, still-” you begin to persist.

“y/n.” juyeon says sternly. you shut up immediately, looking down at the floor.

you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t like when juyeon used that tone. you secretly wished he’d use it again.

“it’s fine, okay?” he says, and you could tell he meant it. “don’t worry about it.”

little did you know, there was more that juyeon wanted to tell you, but he decided against it.

the two of you spend the next three hours working on and finishing your project. it was actually fun, working with juyeon. turns out, you actually had some things in common. like the fact that you both like hello kitty and fashion, and that you both hate algebra.

“how does it look?” you ask, holding up the finished poster next to you.

juyeon nods in approval. “i think it turned out nicely,” he smiles at you. “good job, babe.” he winks at you, making your insides do cartwheels.

“would you stop calling me that?” you groan. “it’s cringey.”

“what’s cringey, calling you babe?” he tilts his head in a dog-like way.

“yes.”

he taps his chin in thought for a few moments. “if i didn’t know any better,” he starts, and you already feel yourself panicking. what does he know, your thoughts are filled with fear.

“i’d think you have a little crush on me, y/n,” he continues, smirking that devilish smirk that you’ve grown to have a love-hate relationship with. “is that right?”

is that right? is that right? of course it was right. you were shit at hiding how terribly flustered juyeon could make you, and he of course caught on quickly.

panicking, you shake your head quickly. “nope,” you reply.

“ah, really?” juyeon raises his eyebrows in mock surprise. “so if i called you cute right now, you wouldn’t blush?”

“i don’t get called cute often, i’d blush if anyone called me that.” you tell him. the first part is true, but the latter is false. if anyone else called you cute, you probably wouldn’t bat an eye. but when juyeon did it…that was another story.

“hm, okay,” juyeon nods, and for a second, you think you’ve fooled him. “well, if it helps, i do think you’re quite cute, you know.”

shit. you feel not just your cheeks heat up, but your entire face. “juyeon,” you whine in protest.

now it’s juyeon’s turn to panic. hearing you whine his name like that - even though you hadn’t meant it in that way at all - had his thoughts racing profusely.

it didn’t help when you shifted your weight from one leg to the other, allowing him to get what he thought he was an undesired peek at your upper thigh. he was wrong. it was very desired. and so were you at that exact moment.

juyeon clears his throat, remembering his current goal. “look at that, you’re all flustered again,” he hums, admiring your strawberry colored cheeks. “isn’t that right, babe?”

damn it. double kill. you bite your lip hard as you stare a hole into your carpet. you thought you felt a small trickle of blood on the skin of your lips from how hard your teeth were digging into them. “hey, don’t bite your lips like that,” juyeon tells you, one, because he didn’t want you to make sores on them, and two, because it was also one of the things that drove him crazy. “if you bite them off, how is a pretty girl like you supposed to get kisses, hm?”

you gulp as juyeon lifts your chin up with one finger. you felt his eyes looking into yours, but you keep your gaze on the floor. “i’ve never been kissed before,” you mumble, lowkey ashamed to admit something like that to him. “and i doubt i will be anytime soon, so don’t worry about it-”

before you can ramble on any longer, you’re cut off by the heavenly, unreal feeling of juyeon’s lips on yours. with your heartbeat quickening and your once fiddling hands coming to a panicked halt on your thighs, you quickly melt into the feeling.

juyeon was kissing you. for a moment, you felt like you had ascended. his lips were so soft against your chapped and bloody ones. you cautiously began to move your lips against his, following the movements of his and what you had seen in movies.

after what you wished was an eternity, juyeon slowly pulls his lips from yours, licking your blood off of his own lips with a small smirk. and you found that so unbelievably hot.

“w-what was- what did you- huh?” you blink several times, still trying to process everything, ignoring your unnatural heartbeat and the swirling in your stomach.

“now you’ve been kissed,” juyeon says. the way he said it casually, like it was nothing. you wanted to slap him for being so insanely cool. “you’re welcome.” he winks again, and then you wanted to slap yourself for being so easily affected.

juyeon pats your cheek softly before rising to feet. “i should get going, it’s almost dinner time,” he smiles at you one last time before heading towards the front door. “see you tomorrow, y/n.” he greets farewell, and then he’s gone.

you’re left seated on the carpet, eyes wide, lips slightly parted. you weren’t even upset that juyeon had just left. you were honestly a bit pleased that he did, because if he hadn’t, you weren’t sure how much longer you’d be able to control yourself.

you check the time on your phone, and notice the oddly different lockscreen photo. did you change it recently? you didn’t think so. last time you checked, it was still that cute photo of you and your friend from your last time at the beach.

then it dawned on you. this wasn’t your phone. it was juyeon’s.

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