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foolsunz · 6 months

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𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥…

— nct dream as different kink based scenarios.

content warnings: smut, unprotected sex + more. this is pure self indulgent filth. word count: 2,6K.

౨₊ৎ Mark

fingering, BEGGING (</3) and edging.

you let a whimper and a soft ‘please’ escape you, wanting to come so bad already, but unfortunately for you, your boyfriend, mark, has other plans.

leaning down, he places a soft peck on your stomach before placing several open mouthed, hungry kisses on your inner thighs, so close to where you want him.

“tsk, i thought i taught you better than that, princess,” mark quips, the condescending tone sending waves of heat up your spine.

he gathers the cum leaking from your cunt and pushes it back inside, causing a loud moan to escape your parted lips.

mark watches as your hips buck and squirm from every breath on his lips on your glistening cunt. getting lost in your eyes, he finally seals his lips over your clit again and begins sucking, softly.

“y/n, you have to use your words…”

you feel your lower lip trembling, and your eyes already having tears welling in them. “please, baby—” you beg shamelessly, breathless moans escaping you and filling mark’s ears, making his cock twitch.

he flicks his tongue from side to side so your only reply will be another moan, another plead.

“p-please.”

“please what?” he smiles devilishly, draping your legs over his shoulders as he inserts a second finger in your dripping hole. he circles his tongue around your throbbing, swollen clit, working his two fingers into your tight hole. “words, sweetheart. tell me what you want.”

your pleading and screams get louder as mark’s fingers move faster, his thumb working your clit in circles. He pushes another finger in, finding your sweet spot as your thighs begin to shake. “please…make me come— please, markie.”

you let your head flop back on the bed; just panting and moaning as he presses three fingers inside you.

“mhm, you look so pretty like this,” he smiles, gazing up at you, “sucking all three of my fingers in. fuck, i bet you want my cock. bet you want me to fuck your throat raw until you can’t speak for a day, hm?”

“yes! fuck, mark, please—‘m gonna cum,” you moan.

each thrust of his fingers causes you to lose track of time and space and you can’t help but feel the tears pooling in your eyes.

mark waits until you’re on the cusp of your orgasm to stop his ministrations, and take his fingers out in one swift movement.

“no no no no, why— fuck, why did you stop?” you cry, your body arching off the bed as much as you can to try and get any touch from him.

you whimper when he gently pushes you back down.

tears stream down your cheeks, a pathetic pout etched on your face, and mark can’t help but smile as he kisses the expression off.

“please,” you’re saying, over and over again in a small, desperate tone.

“please, baby— please, please, please,” you beg a few more times, but in that defeated, small voice that means you know for a fact you won’t get what you want.

knowing if you beg enough, then maybe, just maybe, he’ll give you what you want.

but you better pray for it.

౨₊ৎ Renjun

spitting, praise kink, body worship and pet names !!!!

“shit, princess,” renjun starts, sucking harshly on your clit with his skilled tongue, “look at the mess you made.”

you groan, wanting to retort, but you’re lost for words. renjun doesn’t say anything, he merely gazes up at you, a mixture of your arousal and his spit glistening on his chin and dripping down his defined jaw.

“you’re fucking dripping,” he smirks mischievously at you, “i can’t wait to watch you fall apart, pretty.”

you babble incoherently, turning into a crying mess as he sucks on your clit like a lollipop, until you begin to shake, quivering uncontrollably as you mewl his name like a mantra.

“shh, shh. you’re doing so good, baby girl, you look so pretty. just keep going like this, okay angel?” he whispers breathily. “can you do that for me?”

crying out at the praise, you can’t help but nod hesitantly, causing him to smile as he begins tonguing your aching hole while his two fingers work on your clit, rubbing vigorously.

finally you hear him continue to praise you, whispering sweet nothings against your clit as he finger fucks you; and your senses can’t help but get overwhelmed.

there’s too much going on, and all you can - and will focus on, is renjun, renjun, renjun.

“fuck, junnie—” you whine pathetically, clenching around his long fingers and making him groan against your cunt.

just before you can come, renjun kisses up your body, making you whimper as you quiver around his hot breath against your lips.

“say ahh, baby girl,” he smiles, gripping your cheeks and slapping them, demanding you to: “open your mouth.”

you let a gasp escape you as you part your lips, letting him spit in your mouth before firmly grabbing your jaw and following up with a question of, “who do you belong to, huh?”

“you!”

“mhm ‘s that right?” he smirks, mocking you as he smears the spit all over your lips and face. “yeah? that’s a good fucking slut.”

his fingers thrust faster inside your hole and his thumb continues to rub your clit, determined to make you come and make you see stars.

you cry out in pleasure, and when you orgasm for the fourth time, renjun comes, untouched, his cock pulsing against your thigh as he writhes in pleasure; the feeling of you cumming enough to make him come undone, his cum staining his boxers.

౨₊ৎ Jeno

face fucking, degradation & corruption/innocence kink. 😵‍💫

“more jen,” you beg pathetically as you look up at jeno with the prettiest doe eyes.

you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out flat and inviting more of him in as he slowly slides his cock inside your small, soft mouth.

but it isn’t enough for you. “please, ngh i want— i need more.”

it’s like a switch is flipped, your usually sweet and careful boyfriend who always treats you like you’re made of glass, finally snapping and becoming rough with you; animalistic moans escaping him as he begins fucking your face.

“greedy fucking slut,” he snarls, tangling his fingers in your hair as he thrusts his cock down your throat. “you want more, huh? i’ll fucking give it to you.”

he moves his hand from your jaw to the back of your head, holding you steady as you keep bobbing your head and swallowing around his length.

“take it, slut,” he growls, thrusting harder and almost forgetting it’s your mouth he’s fucking, and not a toy. “shit… baby, that feels so good.”

you gag around him, drooling all over yourself as mascara cascades down your cheeks and your perfectly applied red lipstick a mess, all smudged from having your plush lips wrapped around your boyfriend’s dick.

you feel your throat beginning to burn and you can barely see his face due to the tears welling in your eyes, but you still want more. you want to please him, and take him - all of him; wanting him to move faster, deeper, until you’re a trembling mess and can’t breathe.

jeno hisses before yanking your hair harshly and thrusting back into your mouth, “you’re such a dirty little whore… fuck— you love choking around my cock, don’t you, slut?”

humming in agreement around him, he lets a loud whimper escape him as he bites his bottom lip.

he can’t help but wipe away your tears as he fucks your tight throat and pretty face into a drooling, needy mess. your boyfriend moans loudly, tangling his fingers into your hair before increasing his pace.

“oh yeah?” he growls, pushing your head down to make sure you choke around him and taste every inch of him. “let’s see how much you can take before you start crying like a little girl and beg for air.”

౨₊ৎ Haechan

dacryphilia, squirting (!!!!!) and pet names 😫😫

“please fuck— yes, hyuck, nggh don’t stop,” you mewl, barely able to make out coherent sentences as you babble nonsense with the need to cum.

you know at this point, your brain is purely focused on haechan’s mouth on you; the way he grinds against the mattress to relieve himself as he pleasures you with his mouth and fingers, the sweet sounds escaping the both of you…

you know you aren’t going to last long.

haechan gazes up at you through hooded eyes, you can feel him smirk against your cunt as he devours you, listening to your pleas.

he’s more than practiced at making you fall apart and making you cry and scream his name, which is why he has a new mission to be fulfilled: to make you squirt.

and, since he knows your body better than you do, he knows the only way to make that happen, is to edge you first.

so that is what he decides to do.

his wet lips closes around your throbbing clit, sucking harshly as his eyes focuses on the expressions you are making, taking in each of them in and memorising what makes you feel good.

and without a warning, he inserts two of his fingers inside of you, curling them and hitting the spot you love oh so much.

you can’t help but scream his name and arch your back for more.

“that’s the spot, huh pretty?” he smirks, moaning as he feels your walls clench around his digits. “shit, you like it when i touch this spot, don’t you?”

you bite your lips, tears streaming down your cheeks as you desperately hump haechan’s fingers, his wet tongue, and his pretty face; searching for release.

with every breath you take, soft whimpers and ‘oh my god’s’ leave your lips.

“you gonna come for me, princess?”

you nod vigorously, lust practically plastered in your eyes as his fingers and tongue begins to match the pace of your rocking hips.

“h—hyuck…” you whimper as you twitch, moaning as he leaves bite marks alongside the many other bruises that litter your body from his mouth. “god, i’m gonna—fuck!”

you sob when you feel his breath against your core, “let it go, baby,” he growls as he sucks and licks your clit with a moderate amount of pressure. “cum for me.”

he smirks when he sees tears sliding down your cheeks, “you’re so so so beautiful when you cry for me, angel…”

“so fucking pretty,” he moans, the thrusts of his fingers getting rougher and rougher every time you let out a sound.

“fuck— baby girl, i wanna see you shower the fucking sheets… wanna watch you cry, hear you scream. let it all out, baby, soak my fucking hand.”

“no, wait—” you start, but it’s too late.

you feel the sudden sound of fluids gushing down the side of your knees, soaking your inner thighs as tears of humiliation burn down your cheeks.

you feel embarrassed, mortified in fact but, hyuck merely makes a seal with his lips and sucks your clit so hard that it’s enough to clutter your vision as you gush around his fingers and mouth.

“shit— that’s it, squirt for me. fuck, just like that, that’s my girl.”

౨₊ৎ Jaemin

overstimulation, face sitting & auralism <3333

“fuck— i need to taste you now,” he groans, his lips immediately finding your tits, pulling down the cups of your bra to get better access to your nipples. he latches on to your nipple, sucking firmly while kneading the other in circular motions. “c’mere baby, sit on my face.”

he wastes no time in finding your swollen clit with his tongue, wrapping his arms around your thighs and burying his face deeper into your wet pussy.

as he sucks on your clit, he looks up at you; his eyes focusing on you and your facial expressions.

he loves the small gasps and moans you let out, but he wants you to scream for him.

“are you holding back?” he asks, his tongue swirling around your clit faster, his moans causing vibrations that had you whimpering his name.

“don’t. i wanna hear your pretty little moans.” he adds, urging you to scream for him.

you feel yourself getting closer to your release as he speeds up his ministrations, and when you finally come with a scream of his name and a yank of his hair, he laps up your spill of juices dutifully, cleaning up every last drop as you come down from your high.

“oh? you thought i was done?” he poses, “no no, baby, you can take one more for me, right?”

౨₊ৎ Chenle

exhibitionism & dumbification 🥵

“chenle,” you plead, your voice thick with tears as you try your best to stop yourself from rolling your hips against his, “there’s people nearby— oh my god, we’ll get caught.”

“fuck them,” he groans into your ear before looking up at you, his deep voice and gaze sending shivers down your spine. “let them walk in, I don’t give a shit.”

you feel your thighs begin to quiver and shake as he continues having his way with you, fucking and using you like a rag doll, and just when you feel your legs almost give out from under you, chenle grabs your hips and wraps them around his waist as he keeps fucking you.

for a quick second, you’re grateful, but that’s until you realise this new angle has his dick drilling even further into your cunt.

“oh my god,” you cry out, “we can’t— chenle… you’re crazy.”

he just smiles at you, looking into your eyes; knowing they’re saying a differing story. thrusting his hips in deeper, he hisses as your hot walls squeeze around him, groaning loudly before he begins rubbing your clit in fast circles.

“tell me to stop,” he purrs seductively, kissing at your jaw before trailing kisses along your neck, “fuck— say you don’t want this as much as i do, and i’ll stop.”

the way your eyes roll into the back of your head has the blood rushing right to chenle’s cock. you both know for a fact you won’t tell him to stop, and when he begins thrusting faster, setting a relentless and merciless pace, you can’t help but give in and moan his name like a prayer as you fall apart.

“that’s my fucking girl,” he smirks proudly, picking up his pace, letting his movements do the talking for him. “shit, that’s it, baby… scream my name, let them hear you.”

౨₊ৎ Jisung

breeding and dacryphilia <3

“you wanna cum?” he questions, placing your legs over his shoulders as his pace quickens, a choked moan falling from your lips at the feeling.

you nod vigorously, your voice already slipping into a little whimper as you squeeze your eyes.

“fuck, baby… ‘m gonna fill you up good,” he purrs, thrusting forward, loosening his grip on your waist until his cock is fully sheathed inside your gspot.

“that’s the spot, right baby?” he growls animalistically, teasing you with a few shallow, yet powerful and merciless thrusts, as you wrap your legs around his waist, trying to feel more of him inside you.

“oh my god, jisung— fuck, right there,” you moan, feeling his groans echoing throughout your body, as he leans forward, placing his hands on either side of your head and leaning down to kiss you deeply, hungrily; biting your bottom lip and making you gasp. “please, i want you to come inside of me.”

“yeah, babe?”

jisung smiles devilishly, quickening to a brutal pace as he trails a hand down to massage your throbbing clit.

“want me to fill you up with my cum over and over again? get you pregnant?” he whispers, loving the way your entire body shakes and reacts to the thought of him knocking you up.

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ghostofhyuck · 1 month

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NCT Dream when they're jealous at your interaction with a male k-idol.

AN: This time, I added specific male idols to spice up a little bit, AND in this scenario, dreamies and reader are in a secret relationship instead. ^^ I also spin the wheel in this one LMAOOO so the idols are random

Mark Lee

You had a small collab stage with Treasure's Jihoon. It's a dance performance and while it's not that intimate, (you two just danced together, that's it.) it's enough to think that you two enjoyed the collab stage because at the end of the performance, you two looked at each other and smiled. On the backstage, Mark was watching it with arms crossed, and lips tightly sealed. The Dreamies are teasing him for being jealous even though he tries to deny it numerous times.

Huang Renjun

Your group are in the same table with Enhypen. There's so much awkwardness with the two groups, when camera suddenly shifted to you and Enhypen's Jake, making the crowd screamed. You only waved and so did Jake. THEN the camera shifted to Renjun who's staring angrily at the void. Of course, the crowd screamed again that's when Renjun noticed that the camera's on him, he quickly smiled at wave, brushing off the feeling of jealousy that he's FARRRRR away from you. When you two met, you teased Renjun for being jealous.

Lee Jeno

You and Bang Chan from Stray Kids went viral because of his manners. Your group sat in front of Stray Kids, and all of you were wearing knee-length dresses. You're the leader that's why you let your members wear the blankets provided. Bang Chan noticed it and was quick to notify the staff for another blanket, and when he received it, he gave it to you. It only took the news to be viral for Jeno to learn about it. "If only we were near you, I would've give you my coat instead," he said and you only laughed because his jealousy is showing.

Lee Donghyuck

"Was the conversation fun?" Haechan taunted when you met him backstage. You raised an eyebrow, but then remember that the camera caught you and Riize's Eunseok having a conversation. You mean no harm since you and Eunseok are under SM and was close when you two were trainees. "Take your jealousy somewhere Hyuck," you taunted back at your boyfriend, knowing how to fight back with his pettiness. In the end, Haechan apologizes and admits that he was jealous.

Na Jaemin

"Here," you turned around and saw Jaemin holding a confetti. "He didn't removed all of it," he added. You suddenly remember that Ateez Mingi removed the confetti from your hair. You noticed it and thanked him as a courtesy. "He's trying to hit on you," Jaemin pouts. You only laughed at your sulking boyfriend, hugging him and assuring him that it was nothing for him to worry about.

Zhong Chenle

The Boyz was performing and when it was Juyeon's part, it suddenly shifted to you who's clapping and singing along the song. You were surprised but tried to play it off and ignoring the camera. It did sparked rumors and gain shippers, but it did made your boyfriend jealous "It should been our performance." he said. You told him that there's nothing to be jealous about.

Park Jisung

You're the host of the show along with TXT' Soobin, the script was written with the intention of you two having a lot of interactions. So during the award show, you two interacted A LOT and it did gain a lot of reactions from the public, saying that you two had a lot of chemistry. But what's surprising was that Soobin tried to hit on you after the show. "That's nice," Jisung bitterly said as you show him the text message. "But you're taken already." He teases. "Of course I am," you smiled, giving Jisung a bear hug.

#nct dream #nct imagines #nct dream fic #nct fic #nct #nct x reader #nct dream imagine #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct dream fluff #nct mark #nct jeno #nct renjun #nct haechan #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct jisung

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marksmelodies · 6 months

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nct dream reactions to finding out you’re fwb/ secretly dating another member

genre: idol x fem reader au

warnings: cussing, suggestive, sex

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mark

mark was currently running to the convenience store quickly getting some drinks as the rest of the boys were hanging out in the kitchen of their dorm.

“ man mark left his phone here” renjun says picking it up seeing spam messages from you

y/n: i cant wait to see you tonight markie <3

y/n: what time are you planning on leaving ur place?

y/n: just tell them you’re going to the studio or something

y/n: let me know when you’re on the way later, i wanna get all pretty for you, i’m gonna wear the new lingerie set you got me

y/n: even though you’re just gonna rip it right off

y/n: we haven’t fucked in so long, i might be really tight for you, i know you always complain how you finish super quick when i’m really tight, you might wanna cum once before heading to my place so you’ll last longer

renjun face immediately turns red after reading the messages, he knew he messed up, slamming the phone back down on the table he looks up at the members

“ i just read something i definitely shouldn’t have.”

renjun

you had just gotten out of the shower getting ready for a get together with the dream members, renjun came over before everyone else to help set up.

“babe did you buy more condoms like i asked, we used the last ones last night?” you yell to renjun through the house before the thought leaves your mind.unbeknownst to you the boys had arrived while you were showering, renjun mentally face palmed himself knowing the guys would never let this go… dreading looking up to see the boy’s reactions, before he could look up you walked out of your room “ junnie did yo - oh” you cut yourself off as you realized who all was in your living room already.

“babe??” jaemin questions

“ CONDOMS?!?! EXPLAIN YOURSELVES!!” haechan screams with his eyebrow raised.

“ i think it’s pretty self explanatory haechan, they’re fucking” chenle laughs

“ you guys heard nothing, i did not say a thing” you say walking over to renjun hiding your red face in the crook of his neck

“ good going babe” you hear him whisper in you ear.

jeno

you have known the boy for years now, you and jeno had been friends for a long time but just this year you decided to take it a step further, not exactly dating but not just friends, some would call it friends with benefits but it was more than that. today you and jeno were hanging with all of nct, once a month they hold parties where all the members get to hang out, some even bring their significant others.some members playing beer pong, some gaming others doing karaoke and chitchatting, everyone was having a good time. accept jeno.

you haven’t met all the members before being that you primarily hang out with the dreamies most often, yangyang approached you a little bit ago challenging you to a beer pong game, so as you two were playing jeno stood against the kitchen counter glaring at you with his arms crossed.

if looks could kill yangyang would’ve been long gone.

you jump as you win the game making yangyang chug the last cup of beer, he approaches you complementing you in your win, as you two stand there getting closer with eachother, asking questions about yourselves you look over to jeno who’s squinting his eyes in an intimidating way just waiting for the right moment to approach you two. as time goes by you realize that yangyang is in fact flirting, you awkwardly laugh trying your best to get out of the conversation however he keeps dragging you back, soon enough yangyang places his hand around your waist, you immediately back away as you bump into someone behind you, that very someone being jeno.

“ hey babe i’ve been looking everywhere for you” jeno says as he grabs your hips placing one hand around it as the other one goes to your ass, leaving a peck on your lips.

“ i see you’ve been talking to yangyang, yangyang this is my GIRLFRIEND y/n” he smiles

“ oh shit girlfriend?? my bad bro i thought you two were just friends” he says

“ it was nice talking to you, i think i should go” yangyang hurried away extremely intimidated by jeno

“ babe what are doing, there’s so many people here i thought we were keeping us a secret, and girlfriend.. i don’t remember you asking me out unless i’m so drunk i can’t remember” you push past him, he pulls you back into him with his strong arms

“ maybe i’m hinting something sweet girl, we’ll talk about it when we’re both sober”

as the night goes on jeno decides to play a shot game against a few members, taking shot by shot. members backing out one by one leaving jeno as the champion. the crowd watching as he takes his last shot, when he finishes everyone cheers for him, jeno clearly not sober, grabs you and kisses you on the spot in front of everyone, gasps heard from a distance you and jenos tongue fight for dominance, grabbing up on you he squeeze your ass pulling away

“ i knew it haechan yells”

“ let’s go to the bathroom babe i need my dick in you immediately” he yells loud enough for almost everyone to hear.

“ oh my god jeno you’re so embarrassing” you say leading him into the bathroom as the group freaks out over what just happened.

haechan

you and haechan we’re currently thousands of miles away from each other due to nct dreams tour.

“ i miss you pretty girl” haechan says over videocall

“ i miss you more hyuckie” you smile at him through the camera

“ where are the rest of the boys? aren’t you rooming with someone?” you ask

“ i’m sharing the room with mark but he’s in the shower right now, i think the others are asleep it’s pretty late here”

“ oh that’s right it’s nearly midnight for you, you should get some sleep love”

“ i’m not tired baby, actually i’m quite the opposite” he smerks at you

“ oh my god haechan don’t give me that look”

“ it’s not my fault i haven’t had your life changing pussy in so long” he sighs

“ you’re so dramatic.. but i admit i’m having the same problem over here”

haechans face drops into a serious look

“ come fly out here, i’ll pay for everything”

“ haechan be serious for five seconds”

“ i’m so serious y/n i need you so bad, i miss you so much, i miss your body and how it rides me so well, i miss your taste, i miss everything about you”

“ i’ll tell you what, go focus on your shows and do your best for me and when you get back you can sleep at my place and i’ll let you do everything you desire”

“ EVERYTHING?!?!” haechan shouts

“ yes baby everything, we can go at it all night if you really want” you laugh

“ YES ” he says in an excited tone

“ you’re the best, i could kiss you right now” he kisses the phone

once you two end your conversation and say goodnight hanging up the phone, mark walks out of the bathroom and lays on his bed casually scrolling through his phone.

“ so you’re fucking y/n? i would’ve never expected that” mark stares nonchalantly turning towards haechan

haechan stares at him with wide eyes

“ the walls are very thin” mark laughed

“ how much of our conversation did you hear??” haechan asks

“ enough to make me want to puke”

haechan rolls his eyes

“ don’t worry your little secret is safe with me”

jaemin

jaemin had to be back on stage in 15 minutes.

“ babe come on you’re going to be late,everyone’s looking for you” you say trying to push him off of you

you and jaemin are best friends at least that’s what you tell everyone, in reality you’ve been seeing each other romantically for a few months now. currently backstage in the dressing room jaemin has you sitting on the table, shirt pulled up exposing your chest as he feels you up, kissing every inch of you.

“ i’ll go back out in a minute i’m not done feeling all of you yet my love”

jaemin quickly lifts your skirt up pulling your panties to the side as he slips his pants down pulling his dick out and lining it up with you, he quickly thrusts into you

“ oh my god jaemin you feel so good” you moan

“ fuck your so tight” he curses under his breath

the door suddenly swings open as the members appear in the door way

“ oh shit, oh my god im so sorry, continue” chenle says immediately closing the door

“ oh my god your entire group just saw my titties” you say wanting to cry of embarrassment

“ it’s okay baby we can worry about that later, focus on me right now ” jaemin coos

you and jaemin open the door to see the members in the hallway, you grab jaemins hand looking to the ground in embarrassment

“i’m so sorry you had to see that” you say

“ i’m not, that was hot as fuck” haechan jokes as jaemin gives him the death stare

“ just remind me to never go near that table again” chenle says disgusted

“ by the way, you all owe haechan and i 20 bucks, i told y’all they were fucking” jeno says.

chenle

the boys decided for chenles birthday that they would go to his house and prank him by waking him up for practice screaming happy birthday and jumping on his bed.as they all approached his bedroom mark counted down and they all busted through the door, to their surprise they found chenle and you cuddled up in bed, your bare back facing the door and both of your clothes from last night scattered on the floor hinting that you were both naked under the sheets

thankfully you’re a heavy sleeper, so the boys sudden entrance had no affect on you whatsoever however chenle not so much, the boys stand frozen for a second before chenle groans shooing them to go away

“ shit go go go” they whisper leaving the room in a hurry

“ sorry” renjun whispers leaving the room shutting the door it abruptly opens again and a hushed

“hope y’all used protection” was said before shutting the door again.

jisung

due to jisungs recent ankle injury he wasn’t able to attend practice with the rest of the dreamies, the boys walked down the hall heading to their dorm after a long practice

“ i hope jisungs doing okay, he’s probably lonely being all cooped up in his room all day” mark says

“ are you kidding that kid is having the time of his life playing endless video games” jeno chuckles,getting closer to the dorm they hear slight banging getting louder the closer they get

“ what the hell” jaemin says turning door handle to their place

“ oh my god, yes jisung right there” you moan loudly

the dorm is filled with loud moans shared between you and jisung,the bed squeaking and the headboard banging into the wall slightly causing the picture frames on the other side of it to shake

“ cum for me baby” jisungs voice echos across the dorm

“ oh my god” jeno says as they all walk back out into the hallway quickly evacuating the dorm after realizing whats going on

“ holy shit our little innocent jisung is getting laid” haechan says as everyone stands there shocked on what to do next

“ there’s a good place to eat right down the road why won’t we give them some time” jaemin suggests

“ god i just cant believe jisung is corrupted, he’s been putting on a façade this whole time” haechan continues

“ let him be haechan at least he’s getting some unlike you” renjun laughs

“ man our youngest is all grown up” mark says “ he better have wrapped it” he adds

“ OH MY GOD WAIT WAS HE FUCKING Y/N” chenle gasps as the whole groups come to a halt, the boys stand there in the middle of the street contemplating what to do

“ we have to go back and see for ourselves” they say in unison, running back to the dorms

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Thanks for reading lovelies!!! hopes you enjoyed!!! <3

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midmourn · 6 months

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accidentally revealing your relationship

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

reposting from my old blog.

members ot7 nct dream

summary one of you accidentally reveal your relationship.

Mark. the poor boy had a picture of you and him as his homescreen. yeah, not his smartest choice. he was on vlive and was showing fans something on his phone and he completely forgot about his homescreen and clicked off. "so yeah there's the proof that haechan threatened me," he giggled, pressing his home button to get off the messages, screen still facing the camera for a second. it was just long enough that people were able to see what it was. he squinted at the comments, tilting his head, "what do you guys-- oh." he backed up slightly in shock, eyes widening at the camera before hurriedly turning off the vlive. he stared down at the floor silently before looking up at the manager behind the camera, "oops."

Renjun. so technically it wasn't his fault! literally no one told yall they would be going on vlive and so ... the boys were in their dressing room and unluckily yall happened to be right in the corner of the camera frame ... you reached up to give renjun a kiss on the cheek, and the camera managed to catch that and renjun's face but not your face!! yeah no one knew until the comments started exploding about the unknown person giving renjun a kiss and the boys knew it could only be you. and as always, screamed loudly to get your attention before turning off the live. you and renjun about almost killed them for not telling you or being more careful.

Jeno. okay so you were on your way to sm company to give him his lunch bc he was practicing alone. you texted him that you were there and were on your way up but literally before you could even get in the building, he was already opening the doors and meeting you halfway. “i told you—“ he ignored your words, pulling you in by your jacket to press a kiss on your lips. as always, there are literally fans or outsiders outside of sm’s building at all times. and of course they took pictures and videos and uploaded it to sns immediately. it wasn’t until you pulled away that he realized what he did. “oh.” “yeah, oh,” you mocked, pushing him into the building as you glared at him. “congratulations, our relationship is now public.” “sorry,” but he didn’t seem sorry at all, if the grin on his face was saying anything.

Haechan. haechan … is a very obvious person. he would only compliment you when your group was miraculously brought up(probably also by him) and only sing/rap your parts of your songs. it didn’t help the fact that fans were already suspicious because you two were seen at the same place at different times and you frequently stole some of his clothes and wore it out. BUT! it’s only when he reads a comment about you outloud(“y/n from y/g complimented your vocals!!”) and he says, “yeah, y/n is a very nice partn—“ and cuts himself off before he can finish the word, eyes wide as he stares at the camera. “they’re a very nice, nice— um, idol. i’ve got to go practice, bye!” but like i said, he’s very obvious and fans heard him say the romantic word~~ oops.

Jaemin. it’s no secret that jaemin is a huge fan of having matching couple items, like with his members and especially you— since you’re, you know, a couple and all. his personal favorite was your custom made matching necklaces, so you wore it everywhere. unfortunately, seeing as the owner had no idea of anything concerning you two, when fans asked about your necklace to buy it, he said a young man came in and had it custom ordered. fans put two and two together and … boom. rumors were made up and since it really blew up, your companies denied it despite the rumors being true. even if they denied it, fans were very convinced you two were dating. no more privacy for you anymore! sorry jaemin you should’ve said something or not had it custom made. 🥲

Chenle. you like to take pictures of you and daegal and post it on your private twitter account, so what? he had no problem with it, even being in a few of them since he knew only your members and a few friends were on your private twitter. so when you did that exact thing, he didn’t care and merely posed with daegal sitting on your chest. it’s minutes later when his phone starts getting multiple text messages and he checks it only to see messages about you posting a picture on twitter. “babe,” he inhaled, “did you post it on your private account?” you glance up at him in confusion, “the picture? yeah.” he closed his eyes, leaning his head back, “are you sure it wasn’t on your main account?” it dawns on you right then and there. “oh my god.” in one minute, the tweet is deleted but thousands of people have already seen it and screenshotted. the koreaboo article is up within twenty minutes. . I am so sorry 😀

Jisung. ah, sweet sweet jisung. he was on vlive while you were at the corner store to get snacks for your movie night. he didn’t originally plan to go in vlive but decided to have a voice only vlive because he was bored. he thought you’d be gone for a while and would be done before you got back, so he didn’t text you about it. he was reading comments when you walked in, already talking as soon as you opened the door, “hey babe, i got that ice cream you like, the one—“ when he started coughing loudly in the middle of your sentence, you looked up and saw his eyes widening as he pointed at his phone violently. it didn’t take long for you to understand once you checked your own phone and saw that you had a notification from vlive, signaling someone went live. ‘oh my god’ you mouthed at him and he coughed again to fill the silence, eyes going back to the screen to read the comments to see if anyone heard you clearly. unfortunately … they did, and they heard the petname, too. he made up an excuse to get off quickly and groaned, putting his face in his hands. needless to say, fans reposted the clip of your voice everywhere.

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flashbangstars · 1 year

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I loved your ‘NCT Dream as your roommate’ so much! The scenarios really suit them. For some reason I really wanna see a continuation/part 2 of it of what it would be like if they were your roommate and caught feelings for you or some type of them confessing thing that they caught feelings for you by being your roommate XD

first of all thank you!! I really do appreciate it :)))))

Nct Dream as your roommates P2 (finding out they have feelings for you edition)

Mark

it all happened one day when you guys were doing laundry together

you pulled a sweatshirt of his out your laundry bag and when he asked why you had it, you responded with "I don't know, I think you left it in my room plus it smells good"

he in that moment actually giggled like a little school girl

but as soon as he registered he did it, he literally ran from the laundry room saying he had a last minute assignment he forgot for class. like clothes still on the ground

for the first time he closed his door and locked himself and literally paced back and forth now because he was realizing that HE LIKES YOU>??

but now it was weird because beforehand he wasn't weird with you, but NOW how is he supposed to face you?? he can't just be in the same room as you????

he now for the last couple days has been avoiding you, but also you are acutely aware of it because usually he is in your bubble 24/7

so when you knock on his door saturday night and hear him actually scream in his room you kinda scream too

and then you both are screaming and he opens the door and then you're screaming at each other it's a whole ordeal

when you both like come too you are now hysterically laughing at each other

he kinda stop and stares at you and just plainly says "I really like you" and just smiled

and you stared back and simply leaned in and he pulled you towards him pulling you into his room

and you both finished all the laundry the next day including his sheets

Renjun

he already knew he felt some sort of feelings towards you and it was troubling but he hid it pretty well

if he could keep up the room mate besties facade for the entirety of the lease you both held he would be fine

but now it was getting so fucking scary, like like like like you spend so much time in his room, and like around him, he severely underestimated this situation

he would still hoard your hair products so you would have to come into his room and he cherishes the time, even if half of it is you bitching at him for taking your things, it's an endearing bitching

he is a bit repulsed by the way he is almost obsessed with you, but he still manages to wake up every morning at 6 am (the time you wake up everyday) and will make you both coffee and come sit in your bed while you're at your vanity and will listen to your sleepy voice talk about the things you have planned for the day and keep track of when you say you are coming home

the straw that breaks the camel's back is when you come in one morning bitching at him and he turns around to you bitching at him

but bitching at him, only in a towel like 7 inches from your face it's like you know the inner struggle he was going through because of you

so he did what any logical man would, he kissed you, and i mean it effectively stopped your bitching, but now you were also kissing him back and like what the fuck does he do after this

Jeno

when you started wearing his sweatshirts as a house hoodie he kinda only slightly went insane.

he went even more insane when jaemin texted him asking if the he had finally made a move on you since you were wearing his sweatshirt to your 9am chemical engineering lecture.

what did he mean make a move/??

.... was he that obvious.....

what the hell why didn't anyone say anything, WHAT THE FUCK

when you were away during the day he went into your room and found literally 6 of his sweatshirts neatly folded on the edge of your desk that you didn't use

He swiftly excited and had the ignore the butterflies that were fucking rampant in his stomach

when you came home that night and brought home food for the both of you two he felt so babygirl, like tucking his hair behind his ear n shit

the desks you two have, facing each other was proving to be so fucking detrimental to his mental health, he can't peering over his screen to watch you work, and you are too oblivious to the world to notice it so he can deadass do it for 10-15 minutes

Accidentally, he might've actually been making it too obvious, because one day when he walked into the kitchen shirtless and you looked at him over your coffee cup face red and went "you know you aren't super subtle, and I do think you're hot if you're wondering"

he almost passed out, like had to grab to counter type shit

and when you passed him and went "you know we can talk about this, I'll be in your room" and his knees actually buckled trying to run there

Haechan

since he moved in he doesn't really leave you alone, and nothing really changed. like he still follows you everywhere

he thinks he started noticing it around the time that you had become immune to his constant clinginess

when you were sitting at your desk and he draped himself across your back and wrapped his arms around you, you didn't flinch, it was like a part of him died a little bit, but then it also made him want to push you a little bit more

so he started getting in bed with you and the morning when you were still there, and not stealing all of the covers, and wrapping himself around you before your alarm went off again signal you actually had to be up

surprisingly you went along with it, sometimes even tangling a ankle with his or flopping over onto him to turn the alarm off

you've both spend an alarming amount of time together that your entire friend group had a running bet of how long it will take for you two to get together

one evening when you had made dinner for you both and handed him his plate, he leaned over and kissed you on the cheek saying "thank you baby"

and that's when he got you, your face flushing and the tips of your ears bright red, turning away to the sink

you turned around arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed "NOW WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT" spaghetti plate now long forgotten on the counter behind you

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU AND YOU WON'T NOTICE

"and you couldn't have just told me?? I like you too dumbass, no need to fucking pounce on me in the kitchen

"what.. what do you mean you like me too"

Jaemin

He really enjoyed the silence that came with your relationship, you both knew each other's schedules like the back of your hand

he sometimes will wait outside your door when he's bored to see if you are too

he prides himself on the fact that he knows a ungodly amount about you, ; your coffee order, your favorite convenience store snacks and the tampons you like from target

until he realized that's a little weird.... especially since you are just his roommate until he realized that it may be because he sees you as more than just his roommate

the coffee cups that you would put his name and the heart over the I (that you usually do, but he likes to think that he is special)

but now when you guys do silent work in the apartment he starts to slowly move closer to you

tuesday it was him in his room and you in the living room

wednesday he was in the kitchen and you the living room

thursday he was in the living room on the floor and you on the couch

friday he was on the couch on the opposite end and you the other

and on saturday his head was in your lap on the couch while you were reading and he was reading

and he realized then, that he was terribly infatuated with you

but since you seemed to not care about the infatuation, he leaned into it.

spending more time with you when you were home, and also kinda borderline stalking you while you were on campus

after three weeks of borderline stalking you, he asked you out on a date while you both were working, and you took your eyes off your computer screen squinted, and then replied yes with a nod and went back to working

Chenle

when he had told you that he liked your room better because of the decorations, you started coming in and putting up decorations onto his walls and putting little trinkets on his shelves

and one day as you were putting up posters he caught himself smiling like a idiot watching you struggle with the hammer

Him watching you organize the little things on the desk and wiping down the surfaces

one of his love language is gift giving so he started picking up little things and gifts he would find when he was out to bring to you and leave in front of your room like a weirdly rich crow

you literally stopped telling him things you like because he wouldn't stop just buying them for you

you settled for him just buying your coffee in the mornings from the shop below the apartment

he makes up the volume for the both of you so now he likes to brag about your achievements to others as if they are his own because he doesn't think you do enough bragging

He now makes it a mission to involve himself in your business, he makes sure you tell him about your day once you get home and will help you with the laundry now just so he can spend time with you

he loves grandiose measures so he decided that the way he was gonna tell you he liked you was going to be the same

he had cooked your favorite food and had bought wine for you both and even brought out the good plates for it

when you got home you dropped all of your things in the entryway and lowkey cried a little

and he panicked because like TEARS?

but he did end the dinner with a girlfriend so he wasn't complaining

Jisung

He had just recently been getting use to your presence and actually liked it

he didn't care that sometimes you left empty coffee cups at the shared desk you have

he didn't mind that sometimes you walked into the bathroom while he was showering to get ready

and he really didn't mind that you would come into his room to keep him company when he was working on homework

he didn't really ever have a ton of friends who were girls so it was new to one going to living with one and he is glad it happened to be you

he now waits for you to come home and will act like he was just watching tv coincidentally at the same time you come home... everyday..

you and him get coffee every wednesday between your classes and catch up on whatever you haven't talked about in the apartment

and then he will pick you up from your afternoon class and walk home together from class

he knows he really likes you, he is so so so so aware of it, like so painfully aware

he knows it when he will specifically buy the la croix you like (yeah fucking la croix) when he is at the store and he doesn't even drink it

so he tells you the way any logical man would

he sends you a text while you are in your math lecture, did you drop your phone when you read it? yes.

you have your read receipts and when you read the text and didn't respond he almost passed out

and then when you showed up to the cafe on wednesday after you math lecture he almost shit his pants when you sat down and asked if you two were dating now

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i really love when yall send asks because it literally gives me ideas, pls send some more im so damn bored

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onyourhyuck · 2 years

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Bully. | L.DH (M)

prologue- “Why are you always violating me?” + “Because i love you, duh. Isn’t that obvious?”

tw- frenemies to lovers trope. y/n and haechan went to middle school and high school together. haechan loves y/n but shows it through teasing. confession. Wholesomeness tho, very wholesome.

notes- enjoy girlies and boyssss .

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Lee Donghyuck has a certain talent to get under your skin all. the. fucking. time.

you aren’t sure how he manages that. One day you guys will be completely normal, talking one on one or talking in your friends in the friendship group like normal people who are friends. The next minute he turns into your worst enemy who’s bullying you without needing to be provoked to do so. It’s like a sudden switch or a routine to him that in his brain remembers that he didn’t do his daily dose of annoying you till you’re cussing him to dissipate out of this planet we call earth.

But despite these arguments you do have with Donghyuck, you two are the most close friends with a deeper bond that no one can put a name on.

Y/n and Donghyuck went through middle school together, where you met the silly tan boy running around with his hyperactive personality (you secretly adore), back then in those days you guys were like twins; crying for each other when apart from one another. Desperately begging to see each other when you would have different activities in class or when the middle school teacher pairs you up with other people that aren’t you. It’s embarrassing to think you had this attachment to him at one point in your life.

But little did you know Donghyuck is exactly the same. He might not show how much he cares for you, in fact he does show it, just in a complete different way that you can’t comprehend.

The things that constantly piss you off such as; throwing water balloons at you one early morning on your way to school, wetting your uniform. Or giving you a water bottle but little did you know the moment you drank it he placed wasabi sauce in it. Oh and you simply cannot forget this moment at Mark’s frat birthday party you were snogging off jaehyun but Haechan just had to spill his drink on your lap wetting your favourite dress, claiming it to be an ‘accident.’

You just can’t seem to move on from his childish pranks and it’s always you he does them to. It’s not mark or Renjun. It’s never been Chenle or Jisung. Hell Donghyuck wouldn’t dare pull such things at Jeno, he knows the consequences he will get if he did cross the intimidating boy. So why is it you?

You stand half annoyed watching your friends play in the basketball court, dribbling the ball in between your palms like a rollercoaster going back and forth— you hunch down. Your eyes glued on the tan boy who’s blocking your way, following or studying each and every movement you do.

Haechan has this playful smug that almost screams to you that he’s looking down at you. You’re much shorter than him and he clearly thinks he’s better than you. It pisses you off, to seem weak and less superior than him. The boy already has enough ego let alone his attractiveness equals more annoyance. You hate how you can’t seem to look away from him or stop your heart beating at everything he does.

You hear him say, interrogating you with pressure. “Come on short-legs, is that all you got to show. You were talking all big game earlier at me.” Y/n scowls with a glare.

“Don’t call me shortlegs , donghyuck.” You sternly told. He chuckles smirking. “I will stop when you stop calling me donghyuck.”

He replies. Even though he gets under your skin the most, you do have your moments where you do the same to him. Donghyuck equally hates you sometimes, but he hates you for a lot of different reasons you’re oblivious about.

For example, he hates how effortlessly pretty you look. He used to like so many different girls in his lifetime so different to you, but now that he’s grew closer and closer to you, he cannot look at other girls without seeing you or comparing them to you. He’s just so infatuated by you, it’s crazy, it’s like he’s sick. But you’re the illness that’s infected him . Haechan couldn’t move on from those feelings because it’s been a while now he’s came to terms that he likes you.

Likes you romantically. More than friends. More than enemies.

You quickly pace to the left then turning to the right running to the hoop behind where you jump throwing the ball. Haechan let’s you score but he found another way to catch you off guard, by pulling in your hips making you not get a high enough jump so the throw with your basketball comes on terms dodgy— where it hits the edge of the hoop unable to score the point.

You push back donghyuck’s hands with a groan. “You asshole you cheated.” Y/n shouts.

“I mean we didn’t have rules established soooo, you lose i win. You can suck it or leave it.”

He didn’t say anything else but smile seeing your angry reaction. That’s another weird thing he’s found out about loving you. He loves your reactions.

Especially those angry explosive ones where you scold him or cuss him out like he’s the only thing you hate in this universe.

“Why are you always violating me?” You ask this time less angry, more upset, perhaps a little sensitive as your voice came out croaked and tired. You’re tired of being made fun of. This relationship truly drains you.

It upsets you because it makes you lose your sense of right and wrong. You’re not sure if you hate him or you care for him because you feel both at the same time. The boy heard this and he swore his heart stops with a large crack opening it. He didn’t know what it was but he fell his whole smile drop and his eyes go serious mode.

He reaches for your hands but you push him away, sighing, sighing with real sadness.

Haechan wasn’t sure how to respond but instead he tries to light the mood up. With playful act. Maybe that will make you forget how he’s pushed you over the edge.

“Because i love you, duh. Isn’t that obvious?”

You scowl at those words leaving the beautiful boy’s lips. You bite your bottom lip shaking your head, muffling voice. “No it’s not obvious. You’re such a bully it fucking hurts me.”

Bully? The boy didn’t realise you held him at a label such as that. He was expecting perhaps a friend, best friend, hell he would accept even an acquaintance over a bully title for him. And you said it hurts, that’s the least thing he’s ever wanted to do to you. Sure, he can finally understand why you say he hurt you. The wasabi water bottle prank wasn’t the most friendly out of every pranks he’s pulled— he himself felt quite bad when he watched you choke on your water and spit it back out, but he swears he’s been nice to you after he did that!— For the rest of the day anyways. He might even accept that he’s annoying, insufferable and that you don’t want him to do anymore heinous acts of hate crime to her.

Sure he can accept that. But what he can’t accept is the fact that you view him as a bully in your eyes and he won’t ever agree on never seeing you. He swears if you told him you don’t want him in your life he will pull the ‘Huh sorry I have amnesia Y/n, where were we again?’ Or ‘uno reverse that is an impossible task.’ Because what is he without you in your life? It would be so freaking boring. Donghyuck might even become Lee Jeno 2.0, become a boring sad man with a personality of a 50 year old who’s divorced like twice already.

“Y/n I’m not a bully.” Haechan said back softly. Y/n kept her gaze on the ground fiddling with her fingers, squinting her wet teary eyes threatening to fall down those beautiful reddish cheeks. You lift your head up now watching him, jabbing your voice like it was a gun shooting the boy’s heart. “You are. All you do is make my life go upside down and terrible.”

“I think you enjoy making me upset, Lee Donghyuck. I mean all you do is laugh at me. I don’t think I’ve ever heard good things come out of your mouth about me. You constantly get on my nerves, I swear my blood pressure is always high when you’re around. I don’t see you doing those things to Mark or anyone else at college. You fucking irritate me you’re like a bug i cannot get rid of. “ you stop taking a big inhale of oxygen as you realise your emotions got the better of you once again. You told yourself today you wouldn’t get mad, you hoped today was your relaxing calm day where you didn’t have to be upset. But haechan just had to ruin it for you. You felt your body boil the more you spoke for you angry.

The boy stood stunned for a while watching you almost rap all your words at once so quickly, he didn’t know how you became faster than Eminem, but you did— all because of his terrible actions that he thought was showing how much he loves you.

You heard nothing come out of the quiet boy so you felt there was no need for you to stay with him or to play anymore basketball; I mean you don’t think there was anymore patience or strength in you to tolerate Haechan.

You turn your back around walking away but then a sudden grip on your wrist held your back. Haechan with his head hung low in deep thoughts recollecting words to find, you turn around with a tug. You opened your mouth but Haechan was quicker than you, where he finally cracks open.

When he realised you were leaving without a word he assumed you were leaving him forever and he didn’t want that. He doesn’t want to lose you. Without you in his world was it really a place he can call world? Donghyuck can’t have you leaving him. He might of not appreciated it enough, your tolerance of him in total— he’s aware how much of a pain he can be. A big hassle. He knows. But he never thanked you enough. As his longest friend he has, he’s never been honest with you about his true feelings.

“Y/n I’m sorry.” He quickly spat. “I didn’t mean to make you feel that way. I really didn’t think i upset you so much and I’m sorry for all these years of torture.”

He lets out as he pulls you into a warm hug that catches you off guard. He’s never hugged you, at least not ever since middle school. There would be a weird sensation of home. A cozy warm feeling wrapping round your little hearts like a blanket. Little did you know it was your feelings celebrating at a hug. Donghyuck tightens his arms around your little short body, his hands behind your head where he strokes it lovingly and very gently.

He’s being gentle, you thought. Haechan’s never been this soft and careful with you, or physical. It left you thinking that maybe, he was terrified of losing you.

And he really was. “I really do love you. I mean it when i said it. I did those things thinking it would put my feelings out there for you. You said I don’t do those things to anyone else, why do you think that is?”

“It’s because I love you. I don’t want to lose you and i might of taken your patience with me for granted without truly showing you how I feel. I should’ve been kinder to you. I’m an idiot y/n, I never meant to hurt you…”

“I’m so sorry. Please let me make it up for you I-“ you pull your face upwards with tip toes, soon your lips end up on his cheeks, mid stopping him through his long dramatic sentence. Those bundle of words might of changed your relationship forever, but in the best way possible. You felt happy and relieved, but at the same time the old time sake resentment you held on the boy for years has vanished. Sure, he’s still going to be annoying, but he for sure won’t be playing pranks on you anymore.

With a cheek kiss left your lip tint planting on his tan skin. His eyes tremble watching you move away and smile ear to ear, happily, you were smiling at him for once.. not a scowl, frown or a grim apathetic expression at him; but a real genuine smile of joy.

He’s achieved such a high blessing quality sight up close too. Hyuck swore he fell six feet under and possibly more just standing there like a fool who’s never been kissed by a girl before.

By a girl he loves at least.

“Donghyuck. Thank you for apologising. Uhm. You…love me did you say?”

He blinks nodding slowly, stuttering with his teeth clattering in nervousness. Holy shit you got this boy wrapped round your finger like he was a pretty lace ribbon. “Y..yeah.”

You heard him respond. You smirk backing away from the hug that the two were still in previously.

“I can’t say i forgive you easily, but, I can make an adjustment for you.”

His eyes sparkle watching you as he tilts his head softly. It’s crazy how he went from a big ole’ teasing guy and now he’s this nervous soft timid guy completely stunned by you and only you. Many people know nothing scares the infamous Lee Donghyuck, the boy lives without fear, he’s practically this untameable class clown at the same time an intimidating guy at college.

But here he is scared shitless in front of a mere girl who he is whipped for like spreading wildfire.

“Adjustment..?” He replies softly as he plays with the hem of his fingertips.

You nod softly.

“Take me out on a date, Donghyuck.”

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markzari · 1 year

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SARAPHIC | ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʟᴇᴇ

PAIRING | Demon au! Mark lee x reader

SYNOPSIS | You find out that the person your falling in love with is the one you've been looking for since you were younger and you used to be childhood friends but... something is different about him...

WC | 1.6K

WARNINGS | suggestive, angst, depression, blood, action, violence, child abuse, some fluff moments

A.N | Finally updating..

MARKZARI ©

PART TWO | PART THREE | PART ONE

Tuesday 8:43 am I looked over at the same boy again as I saw Renjun sit in his seat across from me. "How long are you going to stare at him?" I smacked his arm as I saw mark look over at us. I noticed that something was different about him. He looks away. I scoffed as I continued looking over at the board to see what the teacher was teaching.

"Today we will be having Partners! For this project you will be explaining this lesson so far as of as well as what you already knew before."

I blanked out hoping I would get Renjun or a random smart student but of course life was against me. "mark lee and __. Since you guys should've already got to know each other yesterday!" I gritted my teeth as Renjun laughed besides me. "Can I go use the bathroom.." the teacher nodded as I dashed out the class. I went outside to the roof as I wanted fresh air.

I sat at the edge of the roof I felt a force or air pushed me forward too much as someone grabbed my arm. "What are you doing?!" I turned and saw mark. "Did you not push me?.." he pulled me away from the edge as he looked at my arm. "I may not like you, but I wouldn't have a reason to push you. How did you get this bruise?" I looked at him in confusion as I looked at my arm and saw a big bruise.

He sighed and took me to the nurse as she just gave me some ointment to help it heal faster. "Thanks.." I said as we walked out the nurses office "yeah sure..." he said as he soon looked at me and walked away. I saw a guy come over to here and drag him outside.

I looked at him and he got dragged "what the fuck?.." - Here they were glaring into each others eyes. As his brother donghyuck shoved him into the wall outside of the school. Hands clawing into his neck, eyes beaming red. "I told you. You can't be around her. Do you not understand what our father could do to her? Are you really that dense?."

mark grips donghyuck's hand trying to get free. "How can I stay away from her when she doesn't remember? I will get her memories back and get her away from those demons. Our father is a pathetic monster. I won't let him near her. "

donghyuck lets him go as he fell to the ground and gasped for air. He snatched his face "If she gets hurt, don't say I didn't warn you."

donghyuck pushes him back to the wall and swung his bag over his body as his tongue fidgeted with his lip piercing out of habit and sighed as he walked away and he vanished.

Mark stayed on the ground, leaned up against the wall "You can't keep me away from her. She needs me just as much as I need her."

Time skip

I stayed at late after school finishing my project. Many students had already left and began packing up my bags to leave. I took my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the classroom. I was honestly surprised that they did not close the school yet.

I hurried through the door before I stayed the night there. As I was outside normally, I would go on the bus but of course since I stayed late working on my project alone, I missed it.

"No, I'm going home now. Stop being so scared. Ren, I know. Blah blah bad people are out at night. Yeah yeah. I have to go now, bye!"

I hung up and scoffed to myself "Not him acting like he cares about me-" I heard a scream and crying. "GET OFF OF ME PLEASE!!" They yelled.

I was confused on who was screaming during this hour.

I turned a corner and saw blood everywhere and a man with red hair biting something. I heard him spit blood out and wipe his mouth "bitter shit." I stepped forward to peak but stepped on a leaf. He slowly turn his head with a tilt.

There was blood slightly leaking from his mouth as he looked a me. Another guy with beauty marks stepped forward. "Come on. We don't have time for this."

I stayed frozen. I couldn't see the guys face clearly but I added one and two together. Red hair... maybe I should stop overthinking...

I remembered mark had texted me saying that he was busy and couldn't work on the project tonight.

the redheaded guy pulled up his hood and shoved past the other

"You can't be out here this late. You should be glad it was us. Go home." the other guy said to me as he pushed through and turned the corner, leaving the bodies and blood for all to see.

I looked back to them and they were gone. A thin gust of black wind slowly faded away.

I rubbed my eyes and let out all the air I was holding in, Thinking about what renjun said. "I need to go home.. Maybe that dumb ass was right.."

I went home and unlocked the door and was greeted with my surprisingly calm and collected mom.

"oh my gosh sweetie! Are you ok?"

I wanted to roll my eyes at her obvious faking but I just slowly nodded and told her everything.

She gave me a hug that seemed to hold no emotion. "You can't go out alone anymore. Go with your friend."

"renjun? No way. He is annoying."

She held my face "remember what I told you. I can only protect you if you listen to me."

Flashback

The little girl skipped down the side walk as the sun was slowly setting. She smiled and froze in her steps as she saw her friend.. Mark.. she was about to wave but he was with a tall man.. her smile slightly dropped and looked in confusion.

She quickly hid and listened to the conversation

"Who is that girl that you've been hanging around? Didn't I tell you to stay away from those annoying humans?" The man gripped the poor child's face and slapped him. The girl covered her mouth as hesitated to go help the boy that she could never admit she had a crush on but chose to stay hidden.

"Your brother listens to me better than you ever will. Your a brat and a cry baby. Grow up. Your older than your brother but you cry like a little girl."

The man scoffed and crouched down to the boy and grabbed his face again. The boy sniffs and stutters out a sentence "B-but she not human... I know she's not. She d-different.." The little girl looked in confusion but continued to stay silent.

The man chuckles and he tightens his grip on the boys face "This is my last warning. Next time ill go get her head myself. This is a promise"

The girl quickly ran back home to her mom and cried and told her everything. She hugged her and held her head. "its okay.. You need to stay away from that boy.. Okay? If you listen to me, I can always protect you.."

End of flashback

I nodded as I felt her grip on my face slightly tighten. She soon let go as I brushed past her to go to my room "goodnight."

I fell on my bed and prepared myself for another nightmare

I arrived at school and then my same boring routine as every other day. I walked into the school building and put my stuff away in my locker. from the corner of my eye, I saw that same cold redheaded boy, mark.

he was by himself putting your stuff away with the same bag, but I noticed something.. he had a type of charm...

it looked like mine but instead of an Angel it was a demon. I was going to squint to try to get a better look at it, but I soon saw him turning around.

So, I quickly close my locker grabbed my stuff and went to my first class, brushing past him in the hallway and I thought to myself “why is that charm so familiar?”

I sighed and pushed away my thoughts and sat down at my desk being greeted by the same annoying face.

“Hey. What took you so long? You walk like a sloth...” The same two shaded toned hair guy laughed “Renjun. I will smack you with this book.”

I huffed as I fell into the seat beside him. I promised myself that one day, I will change seats.

A few minutes later the teacher finally came in and began the lesson. Once again, mark was late. He soon walked to the back of the class and took a seat.

The teacher glanced but kept her mouth shut now if that were me, I would have detention especially if this were the 50th time week like him.

I sighed and continued to focus on the lesson.

Class finally ended and I made sure I was the first out the door I did not want to have to bump into anyone that I did not want to bump into.

However, at least that is what I wanted and of course you can never get what you want. As I was going out the door, I bumped into the one person I was not in the mood to see, Mark.

I groaned as I saw him about to walk away until I grabbed his arm “We need to work on our project. I have been doing most of it.” He looks back at me with a cold face and sighs

“Fine. Come over to my house later. I will send you the address. Also, you should stop staying at school late... It is not safe” If breaks out of the grip from my hand and walks back down the hallway.

“What? How does he know that I stay at the school late?..”

MARKZARI ©

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Broken Melodies : Fake or True ft. Lee Jeno {ch-6}

A/n: Welcome to chapter 6! And as promised, it's my birthday so three chapters for this series and an update on Mark's fic.

I'm finally 18!

But anyways! Here it iss✨

The mini - masterlist for this series can be found here

Eunbi's

"Are you okay?" I ask a rage filled Jeno as I try to keep up with his footsteps after he almost popped at Jaemin.

"Do I look like I'm okay?" he says through gritted teeth.

"Well, no. But calm down!" I say as I follow him to the roof top.

"Don't! Tell me to calm down! Stop acting like a leech and leave me alone!" he shouted at me making me scoff.

"You! Need to learn! How to fucking control your fucking ANGER!" I exclaim and hit him on the chest before leaving for class making him kick the flower pot and scream in anger.

After we returned to class he triggered another argument by nudging me, ruining my notes while walking past me to go to his seat. I got up and threw my textbook towards him, making the rest of the class gasp when it hit the back of his head.

"Everyone says that you're a nuisance. CLEARLY they were wrong cause you're the Demon's Spawn himself!" I exclaimed as he looked at me offended before breaking into a sarcastic chuckle.

"Like you're any better. If you think you're a graceful princess you're wrong cause you're Viking! Everyone said that I won the lottery cause you were like a Goddess but damn...you're a pig instead!" he said making me gasp.

"Lee Jeno!" I exclaim.

"Na Eunbi!" he exclaimed when the sound of a book hitting the desk brought us back to reality. Professor Kim glared at us through her glasses and smiled.

"Well, since the beautiful couple can't live one second without screaming at each other...why not punish you together?" she said as we widened our eyes.

"This is all your fault." I breathed out as I struggled to scrub out the burned food from the pot.

"Stop blaming me, you played a part in this as well!" He exclaimed and aggresively scrubbed the pot.

"You always blame me for any minor inconvenience you face!" I exclaimed and threw the dirty scrubber at him.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" he exclaimed and wiped the dirty foam from his cheek aggressively.

"You! After the argument at the rooftop we could've just quietly gone about with our day but of course you being LEE JENO had to do a classic Lee Jeno move by showing your anger and taking revenge!" I exclaimed and he was about to reply when Hyuck's voice caught our attention.

"So cute, our power couple is already embarking on marvellous adventures with each other all the while showcasing their undeniable power of love~" Hyuck cooed as the both of us faced him at the same time.

"Shut it Hyuck!" We both exclaimed in unison.

"Whoa whoaaa- I'm just kidding!" he exclaimed with his hands up in defense. Hyuck decided to take a seat by my side as he watched us intently.

"You know, you guys should audition to become actors. Everyone at class is convinced that you guys are having that one big fight every couple has once in a while." Hyuck said with a smile when Jeno threw his scrubber at me.

"What the FUCK, LEE JENO!" I exploded as he huffed.

"So you went on to spill the secret to this big mouth huh? Who else did you spill it to? Girls can't even keep a secret." he said making me dip my scrubber in the dirty water before throwing it at him and standing up.

"I can tell whoever the fuck I want. At least Hyuck and Renjun are more reliable than you'll ever be! You can do the rest of the dishes on your OWN!" I exclaimed and stomped away to the girls wash room.

"Bro, it doesn't hurt to treat a lady with respect you know..." Haechan told Jeno who just shrugged and chased him away.

After doing my business I looked at my face in the mirror, sighing before turning on the tap and washing my hands.

"That Lee Jeno will get it from me." I mumbled and washed my hands and face aggressively before silence enveloped me and I stared at my hands.

Why does he always treat me so aggressively the moment we're out of eyes and ears shot?

And why does he always...stare at Xiaolian?

I was brought out of my thoughts when someone stopped the tap.

"You're wasting water." I turn to see the devil herself.

"Oh, I didn't realize." I mumble as I wipe my hand and face with my mini towel as Xiaolian herself touched up her makeup.

"I heard...you and Jeno are dating." she said while reapplying her mascara making me tense.

Why does she care? Its not her business anyways.

"And?" I ask, clearly making it obvious that I don't have any interest in having a conversation with her. She sighed as she got the hint.

"Someone as amazing as him is your boyfriend, he treats you like a queen...so I think you should return the favour and treat him with care and respect." she said making my eye twitch as I took out my lip gloss and applied it on my lips after completing my skincare.

"And I think that you should worry about your own life instead of butting in other peoples love life." I say in a cold tone before turning to face her.

"Besides...its none of your business how we treat each other." I say before turning and leaving the wash room.

After walking out of the wash room I walk towards the class and stop in my tracks. I take a deep breath and decide that I want to go home. Today was just...not my day. I send Jaemin, Hyuck and Renjun a quick text before making my way to the parking area.

Jaem ￣へ￣

I'm going home, I think I'm running a cold.

Hyuckie ☀

Dong Xiaolian fucking pissed me off, I'll spill the tea later. Come over.

Junnie 🦊

Dong Xiaolian fucking pissed me off, I'll spill the tea later. Come over with Hyuck.

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Jeno's

"Where's she?" I ask Haechan as he lets out a sigh.

"Home, she caught a cold cause someone threw a damp scrubber at her." he said in a monotone voice making me smack his head.

"She can't just suddenly catch a cold like that." I said in an angry tone.

"I already told you the reason! What else do you wanna hear?" he exclaims while rubbing at the spot I punched him in.

I huffed and turned around. I took a short glance at Xiaolian but quickly diverted my eyes elsewhere, the moment we made eye contact. I internally cursed the moment I saw her small figure come towards me.

She smiled and sat on the empty seat in front of me as I cleared my throat.

"I don't see Eunbi anywhere?" she asked as I controlled my bashfulness and looked at her.

"She got sick." I said as she furrowed her brows.

"But when I met her in the wash room she seemed normal. Maybe she was just in a bad mood." Xiaolian said as I scoffed.

"We had an argument and she ran off." I said as she nodded.

"No wonder she went off at me. But its fine, I'm sure she had her reasons." she said making my eyes go wide.

"S-She went off at you? I'm sorry." I apologized as she waved it off.

"No, no! It's fine. I get it, us girls tend to have anger episodes...well I'll get back to my seat." she said with a smile before waving and walking off.

I smile softly as I watch her figure retreat to her seat.

Xiaolian is so much better than Eunbi. Compared to Eunbi, Xiaolian is more soft and tender.

She's definitely the one for me.

I turned back only to see Haechan staring at me and his phone simultaneously.

"What are you looking at?" I questioned as he narrowed his eyes at me and tch'd at me.

"Nothing." he said and turned towards the board.

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Eunbi's

I was currently laying on my bed with warm clothes and a large blanket on me when Hyuck and Renjun arrived. I immediately let out a sigh of relief and motioned them to come by my side quick with a smile.

"Did Jaem come too?" I asked as Renjun motioned the door.

"He's right behind us." he said and as if on cue Jaem entered my room with a stone cold face.

"You would never date someone like Jeno. Just admit you're lying." he said making me roll my eyes.

"I'm not. We just had a fight today because someone tackled and attacked him like a wild animal." I said referring to him.

"Don't lie." he said in a warning tone as I scoffed.

"I'm not, now leave." I said as he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Jaemin, love doesn't lie. Eunbi is sick, don't parade her with questions like that." Renjun said as Jaemin peered at me and the guys one last time before leaving for his room.

"We're not done." he said to me, stopping by the door and closing the door behind him before leaving.

"He's so dramatic." Hyuck said making me agree with him as they sat by my bed.

"So...spill." Renjun said as I let out a frustrated sigh.

"After me and Jeno had an argument I went to the wash room to clean up but I met Xiaolian there. She was being so annoying!" I exclaimed as Hyuck motioned me to continue.

"What did she do?" he asked as I took a sip of my tea.

"She was blabbering on about how much of an amazing boyfriend I had and that I should return the favour and treat him with care and respect because he does the same with me." I told them as Renjun and Hyuck narrowed their eyes.

"That's not even her life." Hyuck said and I nodded.

"Exactly, so I told her to fuck off and worry about her own life." I said when Renjun spoke up.

"Why is she so concerned about how you treat Jeno? It's not her business or her love life." Renjun said making me nod.

"Exactly, she's was being so specific about me treating Jeno nicely. But in reality it's Jeno who doesn't treat me nicely." I say as Renjun still has a monotone look on his face.

"I...I'm gonna be honest right now. I think she definitely has her eyes on Jeno. Even after you left, during class...she went up and talked to him." Renjun said making my eye twitch.

"That was exactly what I was gonna tell you about! After you left, she came and sat infront of Jeno asking where you were. Jeno told her that you were sick and she went on to tell him about your little chat at the girls wash room." Haechan said making me narrow my eyes.

"What did she say?" I asked in a low tone.

"She told him that you might just be in a bad mood and Jeno told her that you guys fought then she acted so...she acted like a victim. She told him that maybe that was the reason you went off at her and told him that it was fine and it was a girl thing since girls usually have anger episodes once in a while. And Jeno looked so shocked the moment she told him that, he quickly apologized for your behaviour."he said making my blood boil.

"I didn't even go off at her. She started the conversation and I just told her to mind her own business." I said in disbelief as Hyuck nodded

"That's why, when you sent us the text I was confused." Hyuck said as Renjun came back from his thoughts.

"She...definitely wants him. I mean...why else would she confront you about your love life and give a bad image of yourself to Jeno?" Renjun said as I looked down at my hands.

"I shouldn't be affected by any of this but these days...she's been eating my brain. Jeno keeps stealing glances at her and talks to her with such a delicate tone. He treats her differently and I shouldn't feel threatened or affected but that's all that occupies my mind." I say and groan as Hyuck rubs my back.

"You like him don't you?" Hyuck asks carefully as I sigh and sit up.

"I...I don't know." I say as Renjun clears his throat.

"I don't want to pop your bubble and make you feel worse but...I have a theory..." Renjun says as I motion him to continue.

"Even before you came...Jeno always behaved differently in front of Xiaolian. She was the only person he allowed near him. Not to mention...he keeps stealing glances at her and smiles in adoration when she makes a mistake or embarrasses herself accidently. So...what I'm trying to say is...maybe....MAYBE...Jeno likes her too...?" he say making my stomach drop as an overwhelming bad feeling takes over me.

"Today...when they were talking...he smiled at her so sweetly...he didn't even break out in anger." Haechan said adding to the bad feeling as I stared at my hands.

"Be honest Bi...you feel hurt don't you?" Renjun asked as I thought about it.

Am I? But why? I mean it's not like I am but why would I feel hurt? We aren't even that close to begin with.

Ooh is that jealousy I smell? Eunbi is unsure of her feelings towards Jeno, do you think she likes him?

That's it for this chapter ✨

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last resort // ljn {mortal sin}

disclaimer; every mortal sin blurb is set in a separate universe where the imminent threat of war is gone and nothing affects the events of the main storyline

part 1 | part 2a mortal sin masterlist

pairing; demon!jeno x afab!reader

words; 2.1k

genre; angst & filthy smut

warnings; manipulation, dumbification (maybe numbification??), choking, spitting, fingering, slut shaming, degradation, dacryphilia, large cock, unprotected sex, tiny amount of blood, slapping, dubcon (for good measure), cheating, betrayal, let me know if I missed anything

preface; I told you guys it wouldn't be a happy ending. I was vague so I didn't spoil the main storyline, but what do you guys think is going on? I of course won't tell you if you're right haha ;)

"What did you do?" Mark gawks at Jeno, walking past him covered in hickies and lipstick stains. They were littered all along the column of his throat, and the low-cut shirt he was wearing hinted that they trailed down even lower. The way he carried himself screamed that something was different. And possibly wrong. Jeno smirked.

"I have no clue what you're talking about."

"What did you do." Renjun scowls at you from Mark's side, arms crossed over his chest. You sigh, worn out from trying to catch up with Jeno and dealing with all this emotional turmoil.

"How are you already blaming me before you know the situation?" You turn back to face the ball of anger before focusing back on chasing Jeno.

"Hey," Mark jogs up to Jeno before grabbing his shoulder. He stops but barely acknowledges the older male. Instead throwing his head back in mild annoyance. "you can't go around acting recklessly like this." Mark leans in, glancing over his shoulder to make sure there were no curious eyes. "Don't you know how that would make us look?"

"Also, NingNing comes back today. Are you really going to let her see you like this?" You glare at Mark for making it about his reputation before trying to appeal to Jeno. The tall demon laughs, Adam's apple bobbing. His laughter ceases abruptly before he cuts his eyes toward you.

"Since when do you care about Yizhuo?" Jeno's eyes shift to that familiar hue of pink.

You freeze, not able to find a response that wasn't a lie or incriminating.

"Are... did you..." The pink glint in Jeno's eyes clearly takes Mark back as well. Dread fills his body as Jeno smiles at him.

"What? Can someone explain what's going on please?" You look between the two men but neither of them look away from the other. Mark whispers something about this not being good before scurrying off, finding it hard to peel his eyes away from Jeno's impish expression.

Once he rounds the corner, Jeno is wrapping his hand around your wrist and tugging you inside your room. You reluctantly follow him, needing answers. Once he closes the door behind the two of you, he's pinning you against it. Your determination doesn't falter.

"Jeno, what the fuck is happening."

"I did something really bad, ___." He lifts one of his hands from the door and grazes his knuckles against your cheek. The vagueness of his statement makes you frustrated. You want to pull away, but there's a hint of sadness behind his eyes that keeps you attentive.

"Did what? Did I... God, Jeno. I can't help but think I'm responsible for this." Your voice is hushed as a lump forms in your throat. You weren't the closest with NingNing, but your actions still fill you with self-hate. This is a new low, even for you.

"You are." He shrugs, tilting his head a bit as if he didn't just drop a bomb on you. Not even sparing you a lick of consolation. "I'm not an idiot. I know a horrible person when I see one."

You gasp, shoving him away. "You're worse than I am, motherfucker. You love her and you fucked multiple other beings like it was nothing."

"Don't you think I know that? At least I'm not prancing around like my shit doesn't stink." He shoves his finger against your forehead, flicking it against the door. He's back to his previous proximity where you could feel his breath on your forehead. Again, you find yourself not able to offer a rebuttal.

"Aren't you gonna help me fix this? I need your help." He brushes your hair out of your face, the sadness peaking through his expression again. You groan, tilting your head against the door.

"Help how." As soon as the words leave your mouth and a fiendish grin stretches across his face, it clicks. You're talking to the avatar of lust.

"Be my little distraction sweetheart. Come on, I know you have it in you to be heartless one more time for me."

"NingNing is going to be back at any minute! You know the first thing she's gonna do is look for you!"

"There you go again, acting all high and mighty. You've already taken my cock twice. What difference does a third time make?"

You want to remind him yet again that NingNing would be here any moment. But all you could feel was that potent self-hatred. Was this really who you were?

Then you remember your first love.

"If you're gonna insist you're anything less than a homewrecker, please spare me."

"No..." You start, tears filling your eyes. He was right. His thumb rubs your cheek, wiping away any tears that fell.

"I just need you one more time. Then we're done." He presses a kiss to your forehead as his other hand reaches your throat. "That's all I need."

You nod with glassy eyes, mouth falling open when he squeezes your throat. He looks down at you with those lust-soaked eyes. Ready to devour you. With your eyes shut, you can only feel your body getting lifted off the ground and onto NingNing's bed. As if to rub salt into the wound.

He strips you of your clothes gently. Peeling it from your body. Like the calm before the storm. When you were bare for him, he presses his warm palm to the bottom of your stomach. Slowly sliding it down until it cupped your heat. The warmth against your core was comforting. Distracting. Your worries began to melt away as he pressed his palm into your heat firmly.

"That's it. Let go for me. Good girl." His voice is deeper, but quiet. He slips a finger between my folds and uses it to circle around your tight hole. He pushes through and revels in the feeling of your walls hugging his finger.

"Every time is just like the first baby. So tight." He chuckles, and you can almost get the sense he's fucking with you. Finding amusement in the fact that this is fucking you up. You turn your head to the side, not wanting to look at him. "Oh no no,"

You feel that familiar smooth texture looping around your jaw to pull your head back.

"I want to see your face while you betray an angel." with amused eyes, he smiles down at you. Laughing at the sickened look you give him. You sit up from the bed.

"What more do you want from me?! I feel like shit, I'm aware I'm a horrible person! Why do you keep reminding me?!"

"Oh sweetheart..." His tails wrapping around your throat was a familiar feeling by this point. That didn't stop the gasp from escaping when he pulled it tight. "I'm only doing what you deserve. We're in hell after all. It's only fitting."

With a flat tongue, he licks every tear that falls. Holding your face steady in his big hands as he does so. "So lay back and pay for your sins." He shoves your torso back onto the bed and promptly fills you with three fingers. A surprised yelp is pulled from your chest. Your body bounces against the force of his fingers hammering into you. The heel of his palm repeatedly slams against your clit. The harshness of his actions has loud, unrestrained moans leaping from your mouth. You were completely unable to control any reaction to his abuse of your cunt. The wet noises are incredibly lewd as they fill the room, probably seeping into the hallway as well. Your face gets hot, embarrassment threatening to bleed through the pleasure.

The longer Jeno fucks you at a rapid pace, the less you cared. Especially when that coil started to compress in your stomach.

"Look at you. Getting off to this like the vile slut you are." He hisses. He uses his other hand to strike you across the cheek. You gasp, eyes flying open. His hand grabs your jaw and pulls your head closer to his face. The close proximity forces you to stare deeply into his magenta irises. "Go ahead. Cum all over my fingers. Show me just how much of a slut you are."

His fingers slosh inside you, thighs jiggling. You mumble out incoherently before your vision goes white. The coils snaps and your body convulsed. Cunt tightening around his fingers as a wave of arousal floods all over them. "You no good whore... how could you call yourself human? Look at you!" He spat, shaking your limp body. There was no time to recover before his tail was lifting you by your waist. He pushes down his pants before ferociously jerking his angry cock, precum leaking from the tip.

The shame had no effect on you anymore. Perhaps you had just come to accept the fact that you're a piece of shit. And after all, this is hell. He said it himself. It was only fitting.

"Fuck me please." You whimper. He grins.

"You think you deserve it?"

"No."

Your answer shocks him. He falters for a moment before a wide smile stretches across his face. "Right. You finally got it. You don't deserve anything. What are you?"

"I'm your heartless whore."

Slap. Your ears ring slightly as you recover, tonging the cut that it left in the corner of your mouth.

"Louder."

"I'm your heartless whore." The words tore at your throat but they roll off your tongue. He looks almost prideful as he smiles.

"And that's all you'll ever be." He positions you over his cock before his tail is slamming you down. You groan out in pain as his huge size nearly rips you open. The stretch is so delicious despite the pain. He watches with admiration as your tongue glides against your lips.

"I'm ready to pay for my sins." You say with a lazy smirk. That seemed to be exactly what Jeno wanted to hear. His hands on your hips replace his tail before he starts fucking you onto his cock. Kneeling on the bed as he moves you up and down. That mouth-watering feeling of his cock bulging against your stomach sends you into a frenzy. Your depraved groans are music to Jeno's ears. He created his perfect fuckdoll. Moving you along his long length like you were a fleshlight.

The heat of his member felt so good against your plush walls. You tighten around him subconsciously and he grunts. With a tighter grasp on your hips, he quickens his pace. Cock barrelling into your cervix like there was no tomorrow. Tears gush from your eyes. He's fucking you harder and faster than he did before, biting his lip to exert more force into it. The marks the tips of his fingers and nails will leave would probably be there forever. A constant reminder of who's got you drooling with your eyes rolled back. Your hands fly to his shoulders for leverage.

You're brought back to your senses as he crashes his lips to yours. Spit-slicked lips gliding against each other. He pulls back momentarily to spit on your face. You moan happily, licking up whatever landed near your mouth. He could cum from how pleased he was by your new nature.

"What a perfect cock slut. Perfect and just for me." He breathes before crashing his lips back to yours. Your tongues wrestle against each other. Teeth nip at each other's lips. Spit dripping from your chins. You were too far gone.

As his hips start to meet yours, skin slapping intensely against his, you start seeing stars. Lower abdomen going haywire as your high looms over you.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming- I'm-"

The door slowly creaks open, and you don't miss the heartbroken gasp. Your head flops to the side, taking in NingNing's shocked and hurt expression. You've done it. There's no going back now. No denying that you're as good as the trash on the sidewalk. "Don't stop Jeno." You say with a vacant look on your face, not looking away. Thick tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.

Your second orgasm rips through you. It feels like your body's being set ablaze. Your thighs quiver as he continues to relentlessly fuck you. Tears streaming down his own face as he fills you up. The sheer amount makes your stomach inflate. He pulls out, watching it all drain from your spent pussy.

"J-Jeno... how could you." Her voice is small and frail as her jaw quivers. The pink drains from his eyes. It looks as if he instantly went back to normal. He drops you onto the bed in favor of running to NingNing. The sob-filled conversation is blurred as you lie there, staring up at the ceiling.

"Huh," you say quietly as you reflect on everything he said. All that about you being his whore. Perfect just for him. Yet you heard it loud and clear, his dagger-like words.

"She means nothing to me! I did something horrible and she helped me fix it. It's done." Jeno pleaded with NingNing.

The last thing you heard was NingNing's sobs before the bedroom door was slammed shut. Leaving you with your deadly thoughts.

if you have any blurbs or scenarios you want me to do from the mortal sin universe, shoot me an ask ;)

#jeno #lee jeno #nct #nct dream #kpop #smut #angst #jeno smut #lee jeno smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #kpop smut #mortal sin #mortis

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lixiehugs · 2 years

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Mila in Chillin’ in the DREAM 8lace Ep.5 : Hope It Never Fades Out

a/n : italics are in english.

Mila’s beer pong team is Jeno, Jaemin and Haechan.

“No! I wanted to be with Mark!” Mila whines. “Why?” Renjun asks. “Because he’s actually kinda good at beer pong.”

Mila makes the first shot for her team, and they cheer and hug her because she is literally their only hope.

“Jisung, why are you so good at beer pong? Have you been playing?” Mila asks him jokingly.

“Haechan! If you keep screaming and being annoying, you’re only gonna get worse at the game!” Mila yells.

At 5:46 (in the video), when Mark makes a very strange sound, Mila cackles so hard she has to crouch down on the floor. This makes the rest of the group laugh.

“Oh, my god, can I please join Mark’s team?” Mila, after Jeno fails, yet again.

“I have never failed at beer pong this horribly,” Mila states.

“Personally, I don’t think that I should have to clean up because I carried my team,” Mila says sarcastically. She helps anyway.

Around the fire, Mila sits between Chenle and Mark, holding a guitar. Mila plays Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová with Mark. She and him are the only ones singing the words correctly.

“Mel! Mel! Should we sing Walk you home live?” Haechan asks.

“Yes!” Mila grins, turning to look at Mark.

“I almost cried a little,” Mark says.

“Already?” Chenle asks.

“I’m sorry, is it not the right mood?”

“Five, six, seven, eight,” Haechan counts them in. As they start to play, Mila sings quietly, trying to concentrate more on playing. She encourages Jisung and Jeno to sing their parts as they are her favorites.

“Guys, let’s just stare at it, one, two, three,” Haechan states.

“No talking?” Mila asks.

“No, you can talk,” Haechan answers.

“It’s funny if we try to do it on purpose, though. It’s burning nicely,” Jaemin says.

“I want to touch it,” Mila comments, but no one reacts to it.

“Why is the fire moving so much?” Jisung asks.

“It’s because of the wind,” Jaemin replies.

“It dances really well,” Haechan says and Mila smiles.

“It’s got such a flexible body,” Jaemin observes.

“But beer pong made me realize that we can finally play that game since Jisung isn’t underage anymore,” Mark says.

“But, honestly, alcohol really tastes so bad,” Jaemin states.

“It really is bad,” Jisung agrees.

“Maybe alcohol is bad, does that stop me from drinking it? No,” Mila says, making the rest laugh.

“There’s only one thing Jaemin likes… KGB,” Jeno states.

“It’s fine as long as I don’t taste the alcohol,” Jaemin explains.

“Same! Unless if I’m drinking it quickly,” Mila points her finger at him while nodding her head in agreement.

“Fans told me, in the sixth year of our debut… Mark is now twenty-three.” Jisung states. Mila makes a surprised face.

“You’re twenty-three? Oh, in Korean age,” Mila asks before answering her own question right after.

“I’m twenty in the sixth year of my debut,” Jisung continues.

“Wait a minute, what are you trying to say?” Mark asks, feigning offence.

“Are you calling us old?” Mila asks the youngest.

“I hate sweet potatoes, but that’s really good,” Haechan says. Jeno lets Mark take a bite.

“Isn’t it good?” Jeno asks.

“It is,” Mark nods.

“Can I try it?” Mila asks and Jeno lets her take a bite as well. She takes a really small bite, barely a nibble. “I don’t like sweet potatoes, but it’s pretty good, I guess.”

“You barely even took a bite,” Renjun mocks.

Jeno opens up an actual potato. “Wa, that looks really good,” Mila comments. “Did you say you’d put sugar on here?” Mark asks. “Sugar?” Mila asks in disbelief. “It’s really good,” Jisung tries to persuade. “Isn’t salt better?” Mark asks. “Yeah, I would think so, too,” Mila agrees.

“Should we do something like this? You can just say something you want to tell someone. But you can’t say who it is,” Mark suggests. Mila “ooh”s with the rest.

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nctdreamcokr · 2 years

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ yanna’s tds2 day 1 highlights ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

yanna was being called by all members towards the end of the intro.

“the ae of your life, ae cha-imnida~.”

during dreaming, a lot of nctzens in the venue were yelling about her flirting with the crowd. winking at fans while dancing and even blowing kisses during the choreo on the floor.

the first love segment also consisted of her playing around with jaemin and jeno a lot.

specially during “love again”, wherein she held their faces against her cheeks.

but during “to my first”, mark came up to her saying “you know” to which she replied to with “what?” before he continued his lines.

her song “running through the night” was also added into their acoustic medley of puzzle piece, chewing gum and anl.

it wasn’t in the original choreography of dive into you, but she placed her chin on renjun’s shoulder at one point and he kissed her cheek.

the members mentioned during the ment after a few songs that they didn’t rehearse that, it was the two’s own will.

during the quiet down intro, she was paired up with jisung which earned them screams from both the crowd and online. she was in the box, while her and jisung mirrored each other.

as they went to the crowd in carts and gave away frisbees, one of her fans who went to TDS wanted to give her back the crown she threw away towards the crowd but it was jeno who managed to receive it.

when they met up for the next song, he immediately put it above her head.

fans noticed her tearing up during “we go up” but she easily dried it all up and enjoyed the rest of the performances.

her iconic part in hot sauce with jeno did not go unnoticed as she pinched his chin for it, making the boy laugh.

the fans at the venue sang “never goodbye” for them, making her cry backstage. so during encore, she performed “beatbox” in tears.

for the ending ment, she was asked to talk before mark. but before her turn, she would quietly mumble comforting words for jisung as he was tearing up already.

“honestly…”, one word in and she’s already crying while jeno and jaemin rushed to her. patting her back.

“honestly, looking at everyone like this makes me really thankful. there are people here that… have been here since debut and i’m really thankful for that. you risked a lot by supporting us since debut, because no one ever would’ve thought that this night would even be happening.”

“you supported us even with the system. you’re supporting us now that it no longer applies. you booked tickets even when the last time it was cancelled. there were a lot of times when things don’t go the way we wanted it to but…”

her tears falling down continuously as she talked and nomin are just there collecting them before it reaches her shirt.

“but even so, there’s still a lot of you here. i’m very grateful for the love that you give us everytime.”

“honestly, liking me isn’t easy.”

cue renjun trying his best not to cry by looking up while the others are just saying that it wasn’t true.

“liking me isn’t an easy work, specially alongside the members. liking me isn’t something so easily acceptable, since the group is all boys. on top of that…”, she glances at renjun and the crowd immediately understood what she meant.

“i’m saying, i’m lucky that we were able to have fans that understand. that try their best to understand who i am and what i am. debuting was never hard because you helped me feel like i belonged in this group even though everyone else was saying it’s weird. talking about dating, everything about us, it became less scary because czennies were supportive and understanding. that’s why, everyday i try my best to give you more reasons to love us without having too much complicated things to understand.”

her crying all throughout “my youth” to the point that chenle sang her lines for her while hugging her.

also mark hugging and swaying her all throughout “dear dream”.

“on the way” was where she finally calmed down, passionately singing for czennies.

exiting the stage after “walk you home”, she jumped on jisung’s back before they went backstage.

#huang yanna #nct yanna #yanna huang #nct 24th member #nct dream 8th member #nct female addition #kpop female oc #kpop oc #nct addition #kpop female addition

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cherrybyunss · 2 years

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34+35 Pt. 1

Ship: Park Jisung (NCT) x female reader

Word Count: ~4.7k

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talking, Oral (M and F receiving), Fingering, Overstimulation(?), Protected Sex, Riding

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“I haven’t slept in like five fucking days.” Jisung said, almost screamed so you could hear him over the music blasting in the clubhouse.

“Now why would you do that.” You screamed back.

Jisung did look sleep deprived, but rather than tired or sleepy, he looked high. It was almost amusing. But you reprimanded him anyways.

“You have to take care Jisung.”

“Fuck it, I wanna get wasted.” Jisung said, and turned around before you could even react.

“Hey!” You followed him.

The night was arguably the hottest in a while. Everyone around you was dancing and smoking and drinking, and you were sure business was skyrocketing. You couldn’t exactly blame Jisung for not wanting to miss out.

But you kinda needed him to live.

“5 shots.”

And he wasn’t exactly looking like he wanted to.

Renjun looked at the younger from behind the bar counter and raised a brow. “Sung, you have to drive yourself home.”

You sighed. Glad for Renjun’s existence, always.

“Oh, come on! I already feel drunk without anything in my system, let me live it to the fullest.”

He gave Renjun a pout, and both of you sighed.

“He’s too sleep deprived to drive anyways.” You said, giving in eventually. “I’ll drive him.”

“Fuck yes.”

“On it.”

Jisung downed the shots one after the other. And maybe you were a little sleep deprived too, for you felt a mix of concern and speechlessness.

Concern from the obvious.

And speechlessness from the fact that he actually looked hot doing it. – with his hair falling onto his eyes, and his silver rings, the bracelet that Mark gave him, and really pretty neck on display, it was hard not to acknowledge.

You shook the thought away and cleared your throat.

Jisung placed the last shot glass back down and licked his lips. If his throat burned even a little, he didn’t let it show.

It was ridiculous how it made you go a little red in the cheeks.

Jisung looked at you, grabbed your wrist, and very concisely spoke. “Dance floor.”

Before you knew, you were on the dance floor, surrounded by people dancing, with Jisung’s hands going around your waist and meeting behind your back, closing you in, as yours found Jisung’s shoulders for stability.

You looked at him with slightly wide eyes, from everything happening too fast, and from him being that close.

But Jisung grabbed your hips and moved the two of you to the beat with a small smile on his face, and you couldn’t help but reciprocate the contentment.

One thing about Jisung, was that he knew how to move.

And obviously he did, he was a professional dance trainer. But it showed even in drunk-dancing in the club. And it was hot.

He spun you around, and you let yourself get carried away with the music. You weren’t even drunk and yet you felt yourself have an amazing time.

Jisung closed the distance between the two of you, coming right behind you. And almost instinctively, you put your hand back on his chest, and swayed your way down against his torso, before turning back around, and bursting into laughter.

Jisung pursed his lips, trying not to smile, and failed, before he shook his head at you.

“You’re insane.” He spoke, judging from the way his lips moved.

And you beamed before grooving away with the music, with Jisung.

“I feel drunk.” Jisung said, as the two of you reached the parking in the basement.

“Sweetie, you are drunk.” You said, smiling.

“I’m not.” He said, and you nodded. But then Jisung groaned, throwing his head back. “This is insanity.”

You sighed, resisting the urge to call him out for complaining about the consequences his own actions. He wasn’t sober enough for it.

You unlocked and walked upto your Corvette, happy seeing your baby again. Opening the door to the passenger seat, you looked back at Jisung trailing behind you.

But Jisung paused in his tracks for a second, and looked over at you and your car, and then back at you again. And you just looked at the younger questioningly.

But Jisung came closer to you, and enveloped you in a hug, catching you completely off guard.

“Sung–” You spoke, but got cut off by the sound of Jisung pushing the car door shut again.

He sighed, sounding exhausted. And you mindlessly caressed the back of his head, where your hand had instinctively reached, still a little confused by his drunk demeanor.

He nuzzled in closer before bringing his hand holding the keys to his own car up where you could see it.

“Let’s ride in mine tonight.” He breathed.

And for something so seemingly harmless, you reckoned you turning red and almost losing your footing beyond ridiculous.

You thought his car was absolutely magnificent. Ferrari 458 had been one of the top cars in your list since the beginning of time, and it suited Jisung, way more than you could explain in words.

“We’re going too slow!” Jisung whined.

And you scoffed. What a cutie. “We are not. That’s your high talking.”

“Come on, y/n. I know you can do better than this.” He teased.

And you looked over at him with a raised brow and a smile you couldn’t help. “I’m not trying to.”

“Do it.”

“Ji.”

“I love you.”

And you sighed. You were weak for this man.

You looked straight ahead. And smiled. Drifting a Ferrari could be hard, sure. But you knew the roads by heart, and you knew what a car could and couldn’t do.

So you stepped on the accelerator, and let the baby race.

Jisung beamed when you guys picked up a dangerous speed. “Fuck yes!”

“Oh, wait for it.” You said.

As you neared the familiar turn, you checked the speed, smiled, and spun the wheel while applying throttle, steering the red beauty into a perfect drift, and Jisung hooted away.

You swore the trill was the same every single time. “Now we’re talking!”

And Jisung laughed in pure ecstasy. You laughed along, feeling the adrenaline color your cheeks a shade of red, as you continued to drive home in a sane manner now.

Jisung turned in his seat to face you, resting his head against the seat, and smiled away.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He spoke. “This was so fucking hot.” And let his eyes fall shut, still smiling in bliss. “I’m glad you’re here.”

You blushed a little, and laughed at the sheer endearment you had for the boy. “Go to sleep.”

“I wanna get another tattoo.”

You hummed. “Let’s go see Ten soon.”

“Mhm.” He spoke “I miss Yuta.”

You nodded again. “Let’s go see Yuta soon.”

“I miss you.”

You chuckled. “I’m right here.”

“Too far away.” He said, and you believed fell asleep right after.

Jisung had walked straight into his room as soon as you guys had entered the apartment, and you’d let him, in favor of doing some of the evidently remaining chores around the house.

But now you were done, and Jaemin was gonna be staying away for the night, and had asked you to just use his room. So you’d made yourself comfortable, and prepared to go to sleep yourself.

You knocked on Jisung’s door to check up on him, turning the knob and entering the dimly lit room slowly and quietly on receiving no response.

You looked over at the sleeping boy.

He’d taken off his shoes and his jacket, good thing.

You turned the AC on, walked over to him, and pulled the blanket over his sleeping figure.

You looked at his face and saw he still had the makeup on. You sighed, he was going to regret not removing it the next morning.

Jisung was handsome.

Pretty eyes, pretty nose, pretty lips.

An image of Jisung downing the shots flashed in your mind and you shook your head.

The Jisung in front of you was adorable.

You reached out and brushed his hair out of his eyes. You smiled when you wanted to kiss the top of his head.

But Jisung caught you off guard when he slightly opened his eyes to look up at you admiring his pretty features. Your eyes widened as a deep blush spread across your cheeks.

Your eyes widened as a deep blush spread across your cheeks.

“Y/n.” He spoke, his voice hoarse.

“Uh, I–”

But Jisung cut you off by grabbing your wrist, removing the blanket from above him and with some unexplainable sort of force, pulling you into bed with him.

You froze.

Jisung maneuvered you such that your back was pressed flush against his chest, as his arm firmly circled your waist

And you would’ve sworn the world had frozen around you, if his breath falling straight onto the crook of your neck didn’t make your entire being shiver against him.

“Jisung–”

“Shh.” He cut you off in a low raspy voice, as his grip on your waist tightened, speaking right against a spot on your sensitive skin that made you want to squirm. “Go to sleep.”

But with the feeling of his breath hitting your skin making your breath hitch every time, you weren’t sure you could.

So you had to wait till he was asleep before carefully slipping out of his bed, and quickly getting into Jaemin’s.

That night, if you touched yourself to thoughts of Jisung so you could finally fall asleep, you’d never admit to it.

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You rang the doorbell and stood in the hallway, waiting for Jaemin to open the door, the mail he got delivered to your place in your hand.

You almost immediately started to reprimand the man for having you run errands for him for free, and tell him how he needed to treat you to fried chicken later, but stopped when Jisung’s figure appeared in front of you.

Oh.

“Oh, it’s you.” Jisung offered a small smile and moved away from the door, letting you in.

“Yeah, Jaemin’s mail.”

Jisung facepalmed, earning a laugh from you.

“Is he home?”

Jisung looked at you for a second before he replied. “No, I’m alone at home right now.”

And your heart skipped a couple beats at the choice and tone of his words, both of which you had your doubts were deliberate.

You remembered the dangerous last time you’d been there.

You tried to not let the memory fuck with you.

“Oh.” You said. Looking at the mail before handing it to Jisung. “Here you go then.”

Jisung took the mail and placed it on the centre table. “Yeah, I’ll let him know.”

“How long has he been gone? Did you eat yet?” You asked.

“It’s been a while. And I did eat a couple hours ago.”

“Instant noodles don’t count.” You deadpanned.

Jisung pouted.

“Oh my gosh, Ji.” You facepalmed. “I’ll make something real quick, you baby.”

“I’m not a baby.” Jisung spoke, firm, as you made your way into their kitchen.

“Sure.” You offered, before you walked over to the refrigerator to see if there was anything you could work with.

You finally decided on a cheese omlette sandwich, knowing Jisung would like it.

You carried the eggs to the counter and got a bowl to crack them open, smiling while you were at it. You really liked cooking for Jisung, more so than you did for anyone else.

But the smile disappeared into thin air when you felt Jisung’s fingertips travel down your arms, onto the back of your hands, and his back press against your chest, with a dangerous flash of last night. You took in a sharp gasp when it hit you.

Jisung was shirtless.

Fuck–

What the fuck was he doing.

“Ji…”

Jisung just rested his forehead on your shoulder first, and then sighed, intertwining his fingers into yours from above, and nuzzling into the crook of your neck instead.

And you felt a small wave of pleasure travel down your body.

“Hi.” Jisung whispered, in a voice you swore you’d hear in your dreams.

“What are you doing?” You said, your voice too frail to sound like you minded it at all. But maybe you didn’t, and that scared you.

Jisung lifted his head just a little, till his lips were barely trailing across your skin. And it felt like torture. “You don’t like it?”

You gasped when his breath hit the sensitive skin on your neck. “That’s not…”

Jisung lightly took the cloth adorning your shoulders between his teeth and pulled on it before he spoke, low again. “Then let me take this off and show you how fucking good your skin will feel against mine.”

What the fuck.

You felt your mind go haywire at his words. You knew what Jisung was doing.

On any other day, you would’ve laughed at any such attempt from him. – An attempt to show you he wasn’t the baby you thought he was.

But Jisung teased you again by letting his lips and breath linger over your skin begging to be touched, and there was no thinking straight anymore.

“Jisung, please just…”

Jisung let go of your hands in favor of making you shiver when his cold fingers found the warm skin of your waist under your loose crop top. “Please what, baby?” He whispered against your neck, his fingers slowly caressing the newfound skin and making you lean back onto him in desperation.

“Please touch me properly, Ji.” You managed to say in the middle of being a mess because of him.

And as if on command, his grip onto your waist tightened and he latched his lips onto the skin of your neck and sucked.

You threw your head back as you moaned. “Oh my gosh–”

Jisung didn’t stop sucking bruises all over your neck till your moans turned to whines, and you were running out of breath.

He broke away only to turn you around and pin you against the counter.

His lips met yours and he kissed you, like it’s all he’d ever wanted to do. He pulled you impossibly closer and kissed you like a man starved, and you squirmed into the kiss, your hands flying to his bare toned chest, not helping your arousal a bit.

You moaned when he dragged his tongue across your upper lip before sucking onto the lower.

Fuck, Jisung was hot.

Never breaking the kiss, he picked you up and pushed you onto the counter, before sending waves of pleasure up your body when he grabbed your hips and pulled you smack against himself. You squirmed as your legs went around where he was standing between them, and your arms, around his neck.

And strong.

As his lips trailed down your neck again, his hand cupped the other side of your neck upto where his fingers disappeared into your hair, earning a pleasured gasp from you, before he pushed your jaw up with his thumb, and sucked onto the sensitive skin with the newfound access.

Your felt your breath hitch.

“Jisung, this feels amazing.” You moaned.

He broke away, and looked straight into your eyes with something dangerously dark in his own, the stark contrast from his thumb gently caressing your jaw making you shiver. “I haven’t even started yet.” He breathed out.

And your fingers clutched onto his hair. God, you wanted him to.

You pulled him in, catching his lips with your own, the feat a little harsh, but perfect. For Jisung groaned, kissing you back just as fervent, as he moved his hands all over you, making your skin burn.

“Take it off.” You said, and as if he’d been waiting for the word, Jisung wasted no time pulling the top over your head, and diving back in to kiss you.

Your eyes fell shut as you moaned when Jisung moved down to your neck again, as you lustfully eyed, and traced with your fingers, the tattoo adorning his bicep. He’d been right. His skin felt fucking amazing against yours.

One of his hands went behind you, and he smiled against your skin when you gasped at the touch of his cold fingers against your bare back.

“Cute.” He spoke under his breath, unclasping the hook of your bra with a snap and you groaned.

Getting rid of the bra, he attached his lips onto one of your nipples, and sucked, as his fingers found the other, and you promptly threw your head back, your hands finding the counter beneath you for stability, and let out a shaky breath, clenching around nothing.

“Jisung, fuck.”

He swirled his tongue and flicked it against the swollen bud, and you moaned, the sound sinful even to your own ears.

He pulled away, looking at you with his eyes hooded and pupils blown. And you swore, shuddering, that it was the hottest thing you’d laid your eyes on.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He said, leaning in and capturing your lips once again, more gently, and butterflies-inducing-ly this time, and you squirmed at the feeling as your hands found rest on his cold, toned chest, fuck, and kissed him back, fervent.

You bit his bottom lip sucked on the swollen skin as your hands travelled down to his abs, and he took deep breath, and you could feel your brain going haywire by the second.

He took the bottom on your earlobe between his teeth, and hooking his fingers into the band of your shorts, “Can I?” he breathed against your skin.

Had someone tried to tell you that you’d be fucking Jisung on his kitchen counter a few weeks ago, you would’ve laughed in their face. But you were here, and Jisung’s voice, and his lips on your neck were taking you to the moon. And you didn’t remember the last time you’d wanted a man to fuck you this bad.

You slipped your fingers in his hair and pulled him away, before cupping his face and kissing him again.

“Yes.” You said into the kiss, and he kissed back harder than ever, before pulling away. And with you helping him by lifting your hips off the counter a little, getting your shorts off completely.

His fingers instantly found your clothes folds, eliciting a loud gasp from you when he rubbed the area with his thumb, his eyes fixated on you in a way you were sure left your panties soaked.

You about screamed when he increased the pace. “Jisung, fuck! Ah–”

“So hot.”

He pulled the wet cloth adorning your folds aside, and when his cold fingers found your clit and started rubbing circles on it, slow and first, and then at a pace that drove you insane, you threw your head back and let your moans become a free mess.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck–!!” You screamed. “Jisung, please–!”

Jisung groaned at the sight before him, leaning in to drown your moans with his lips, fastening the pace of his fingers. “Please what, baby?”

“I–I’m gonna come!”

“Are you?” He breathed against your skin, making you squirm, and he scoffed.

His free hand travelled from where it was holding your thigh in place, to between your legs, before he let his fingers circle the entrance, and you whimpered from the added touch.

“Mmm” Jisung said, licking his lips, and when your eyes met, he had a sick expression of deep gratification that left you speechless. “This wet for me?” He said, before ramming his digits inside you, and curling them into your g-spot. “Cum for me.” He said, voice deeper than you’d ever heard before.

And the command was all it took for your orgasm to crash down onto you in waves. “Oh my gosh!!”

You screamed as you rode your high with Jisung’s help. And he hissed at the sight, kissing you again. “So pretty.”

You breathed heavy as he withdrew his fingers, dripping from your arousal, and one look at them had heat pooling in your stomach again.

You leaned in and took his long digits into your mouth, licking them clean as he watched you do it, his eyes trained on you unwavering, and hot as fuck.

His hands were so big, and his fingers so slender Fuck, you thought you’d come again.

Jisung took you by surprise when he pushed his fingers deeper inside, till they hit the back of your throat, and it sent a wave of pleasure down your body as you tried to gasp for air.

Jisung exhaled, withdrawing his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. And you wanted nothing more than to kiss him like you wouldn’t see daylight the next day.

Your hands went around his shoulders and he picked you up, his strength making you whine into the kiss, and carried you to his bedroom without ever breaking the kiss.

He let you fall flat onto his mattress as his knees hit its edge, and without wasting a second, he hooked his fingers into your panties and got them off, and brought his face near your heat.

He kissed the skin of your thighs, making you shiver, as you gasped when you realized what he was doing.

But he spread apart your folds and licked a stripe up your slit once, and then twice, before taking your already sensitive clit between his lips, and sucking as he swirled and flicked his tongue around, driving you insane from overstimulation, and you screamed.

Tears rolled down your face as he made you cum the second time that night, your hands in his locks, and back arched against the bed.

“Mmm!” You whimpered as you rode your second high out. And breathed heavy after.

Jisung came up, and hovered over you, before kissing you and letting you taste yourself once again, and you whined into his mouth from how filthy, and yet hot, the whole thing was.

He pulled away, and stood back up against the edge, and you sat up following suit, and never taking your eyes off his, let your hands trail down his abs, and his hip tattoo, which was driving you particularly crazy today, onto the waist of his jeans, and fiddled with the button.

“Let me take care of you now.” You blinked up at him through your lashes, gently palming his very apparently hard bulge. You half couldn’t believe yourself, but half, Jisung was the hottest man on the planet and you needed him.

Jisung sighed as he unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled the zipper down, giving you butterflies in anticipation. You gasped when he set his cock free.

Jisung was huge, and very hard. You looked up at him, and swore you saw a ghost of a smile on his face. He knew.

He gave his length a few strokes, as his free hand came to caress your hair, “Come on then, baby.” He said, holding himself in place for you use your mouth. “Make me feel good.”

You sighed at the command as placed a small kitten lick at the tip, before taking the head into your mouth, never looking away from where he was looking down at you with his lips slightly parted, and sucking as you swirled your tongue against the bottom.

Jisung took a deep breath as his hands caressed your hair still. “Just like that.” He said, and you felt the sound all the way down to your core.

You moved in further, attempting to take more of him in. And Jisung groaned, before holding your head in place, and ramming into your mouth.

You cried in ecstasy as he hit the back of your throat. You wanted more.

So you stilled, and let him fuck your mouth till tears formed in the corners of your eyes, and you fluttered them shut, letting the tears fall.

You opened them again when he pulled away, peering up at him questioningly as you wiped the tears and drool off your jaw with your thumb.

And he cupped your face, and leaned down to kiss you again.

“Let me fuck you.” He said, his face just centimeters away from you.

And you stared at him for a second, before letting your hands travel upto his hair, and kissing him like a woman starved.

When you pulled away, he pecked your lips one last time before travelling down to your neck, and leaving fluttering kisses on sensitive spots he knew all too well now. And you sighed at the pleasure.

“Jisung,” you said, and he hummed against your skin, before sucking onto a spot he’d missed marking the last time.

You took in a deep breath.

“I need you to fuck me.” You said, and he bit down onto your skin in response, eliciting a breathless moan from you.

He leaned away, stood back up, and looked at you with a dark, hooded gaze. You saw the lust you felt in the moment getting reflected in his eyes and you knew the sight would drilled into the back of your own for days to come.

He moved away, walking over to his bedside stand and opened the first drawer, and grabbing a condom.

In a sudden dominant urge, you bit your lip, and stood up, the feat significantly harder than it would’ve been on a normal day, and walked over to him, grabbing the packet from his hands, and pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed as you stood in front of him.

He eyed you as you tore the packet and rolled the condom onto his length, before throwing your hands over his shoulders and straddling him.

His hands grabbed your waist in a tight grip as you bit down onto the bottom of his earlobe. “Let’s do it this way.”

You lifted yourself up a little, before sinking down onto his cock till he bottomed out, and you moaned and clenched at the delicious stretch it gave you.

“Fuck.” Jisung breathed out, his hands on you tightening. And you felt your sanity leave you a little, as you lifted your hips again, and let Jisung slam you back down onto him.

“Ah!” You cried in pleasure, and then again with the next thrust you felt.

Your moans became more frantic, and desperate as you fastened your pace, and you knew both of you were being driven over the edge by second.

Jisung attached his lips to your neck and you whined at the added pleasure as he groaned against your skin.

Your cries were ecstatic as you rode him hard, the grinds and thrusts, and his hands and lips on you making your vision go blurry in pleasure as you practically screamed.

“You know how much I wanted to fuck you in my car that day? Make you scream my name?”

Fuck. You whimpered at his words.

“You’re so fucking hot, y/n.” He said against your skin, as both of you panted in desperation.

“Jisung, I’m gonna come again!” You cried.

“Mhm.” Jisung said, staring up at you, “Cum all over my dick, baby. Show me how good it’s making you feel.” He growled, and slammed your hips down onto him hard, once, and then twice before you were grinding down and clenching around him and screaming his name as your third orgasm washed over you, pushing him to his own.

He kissed you as you came down from your high together, and you swore it was the most mind blowing orgasm you’d had in your life.

Jisung rested his head on your shoulder, still holding you close as both of you breathed heavy in bliss. “Fuck, that was amazing.”

And you let your head fall back and took a deep breath.

Jisung had most possibly just ruined sex for you forever.

“Tell me about it.”

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minhyungsluvr · 2 years

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NCT DREAM REACTION TO YOU SAYING I LOVE YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME

Part 1 | Part 2

MARK

He was kind of waiting for you to say it first. He wasn’t sure if it was too soon. So every opportunity that presented itself for him to tell you, he had to physically bite his tongue. You on the other hand was also feeling just like him. You'd open your mouth to tell him and them immediately shut it thinking wasn't a good time. It went on like that for a while until you realized, if you didn't say it you'd be stuck in this cycle for a while. It was late in the evening, and you and him were on the phone talking about your day. You could tell from the constant ruffling of sheets and how his voice had gotten deeper that he was about to go to bed soon. Conversation went on for a little while longer before you and him exchanged goodbye. You thought he didn't hear the way you had snuck in the soft I love you from the way he hung up. But not even a minute later he was calling you back. "Did I hear you correctly" he said, not even bothering to give you a hi or hello. "Well, what did you think you heard?" Your dialogue sounded like a new teenage couple. It was quiet on his end for a second before you heard a chuckle, "I love you too".

RENJUN

He had told you he loved you already, he said it over an extravagant date he spent weeks planning. And even though you felt very strongly for him, even though you loved him too, you couldn't say it back. You brain was urging you to say it, practically screaming at you. Of course you felt guilty. You felt guilty when Renjun's shy grin turned into a confused frown. You felt even more guilty when he dropped you off and said bye all while maintaining eye contact with the road in front of him. The icing on the cake was when you noticed him starting to pull away from you. Some texts went unanswered, and the ones he did reply to were met with short responses. Tired of watching the relationship fall apart, you invited him over that afternoon. It'd been days since that date, but with how little you talked recently it felt like weeks. When he walked through the door it was awkward at first. Him acting like you were a stranger and you fiddling with your fingers while you thought about how to bring the issue up. It wasn't that you didn't love him, because you know you do, it's just that you were nervous. And now it felt like you were going to break up all because of your nerves. When you explained that to him, his frown, the same one he wore the night of that date, started to disappear. "So you love me too", he said with a smug grin stepping closer to you.

JENO

He was gone on tour. This was your first time being away from each other for this long and it felt terrible. You weren't much of a cry baby, but god did you miss him. You didn't want to tell him about you, you already knew he was stressed with tour stuff anyway. So instead you vented to your friend about it, going on and on about how miserable you were and how he's probably having the time of his life while you were cuddled in bed with an old sweatshirt of his. You didn't know when or how she got Jeno's number, but a day after you spilled your guts to her Jeno called. It was embarrassing for you when the first thing he said when you answered was "I heard you were missing me". You could hear the grin in his voice when he said it. "If you missed me all you had to do was text me, you know I'd drop everything to check on you." This was one of the things you loved about him, the way he'd make you feel like a priority. "I just didn't want to bother you if you were busy." You weren’t sure how long you and him talked, but he stayed on the phone with you for a while. "Well I'll let you go since I known you have a early day tomorrow. Bye, love you." Immediately he spoke up, "I love you too, I can't wait to tell you in person.

HAECHAN

I hate to say it, but there is no way he's letting you beat him to saying it. He thought you were about to say it, and he blurted it out. You weren't even going to say it. You were in the grocery store together, in an empty aisle, asking him if there was anything you were forgetting to get. "I-", you started. "I love you", he shouted. He was panting as if he had just finished a marathon or something, and smiling like he won a trophy. The grocery store was already quiet, but the silence grew louder after his outburst. It was a staring contest, you looking at him and him looking at you. Until the both of you broke out into laughter, "you weren't about to say it were you". Still laughing you shook you head before straightening up, "no, but if it makes you feel better I love you to." The whole ordeal made you forget about the rest of your list, you were too caught up in the love confession from your boyfriend to notice the weird glances from people passing your aisle.

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Scream for me

Genre: smut, filthy smut Words: 4.274 Prompt: soft dom Jaemin x female reader Warnings: fingering, lots of dirty talk, hair pulling, squirting, subspace?, impact play, multiple orgasms (f), oral (m), mirror sex, generally absolute filth, unprotected sex, creampie, is it considered semi-public if Jaemin’s friends are next door?, Jaemin is the aftercare king, Renjun is done with Jaemin

A/N: The drabble from my 1.5k event is now a fic! Simmi, I hope you’re happy that you essentially created this I have no idea how I wrote this... I opened this doc with a nice glass of wine and now it’s 3 hours later and the glass is empty and all I remember is that I wrote absolute filth...

Taglist: @bigbrainenergytingz, @ncteaxhoe, @sly-merlin

“Jaemin,” you whispered, cuddling closer to your boyfriend. “What is it baby?” He smiled, gently pressing a kiss to your temple. “I-,” you quickly let your eyes dart around the room but his friends seemed all to be focused on whatever movie they had put on to watch. “Tell me,” Jaemin urged you on, concern visible in his eyes. “I- I want to cum please,” you whispered in his ear, feeling blood rush to your face. “Oh?” he just grinned widely, wiggling his eyebrows, “Is my baby horny?” “Yes,” you whined. “What’s gotten you so turned on baby?” Jaemin rasped, drawing mindless shapes onto the exposed skin of your thigh, gently raking his nails over the sensitive inside. “I don’t know,” you breathed, “Just. You.” “Just me?” He giggled quietly. You weren’t even lying. It wasn’t like he was wearing anything special tonight. But somehow his white shirt seemed to cling to his shoulders a little differently than usual, extenuating his strong chest and how broad he really was. His grey sweatpants had hung extra low on his hips and you were about 80% sure he wasn’t even wearing boxers beneath them which had already send your mind reeling since not too long ago Jaemin had asked you how you would feel about semi-public sex.

“Please Jaemin do something,” you whined lowly when all he did was rile you up even further. “You’re so naughty babygirl, my friends are right here.” “Then take me away please.” “And then? What would you want me to do baby?” “I-“ Yeah. What did you want him to do? It was almost embarrassing how far gone you already felt with just a few fleeting touches and your own imagination running wild. But right now you just wanted his fingers touching you where you actually needed it, where you were aching for it. “Your fingers. I want your fingers,” you chose to say, watching Jaemin attentively to see his big eyes darken. “And where do you want them baby?” “Inside me.”

“Can you two shut up for fucks sake? Some of us are actually trying to watch this movie,” Renjun suddenly piped up, throwing you a dirty look when he saw how you two had just naturally gravitated towards each other. “And keep it PG for once, I am begging.” You were about to apologize to Renjun for disturbing him and the others, shame burning at the back of your neck for being so goddamn horny for no apparent reason. “You know what? I think we’ll call it a night, don’t mind us,” Jaemin said instead, getting up from the sofa, pulling you with him. “Yeah, go do the dirty in your room,” Chenle rolled his eyes before snatching the bowl of snacks from a starstuck Jisung. “We might just do that,” your boyfriend grinned, wiggling his eyebrows widely. “You owe me 20 Mark,” Jeno just said, holding out his hand towards the elder while you felt like your head might explode from the amount of blood rushing into it. “Bro, I had faith in you,” Mark groaned, throwing an accusing look towards Jaemin and you, “What happened to bros before hoes?” “Well first of all my girlfriend is a fine lady and not a hoe,” Jaemin clarified, pulling you against his chest by your waist, “And second we seven see each other almost every day, so suck it up, hyung. Turn up the volume a bit.”

With that he just pulled you down the hallway and into his room where he didn’t waste another second before connecting your lips in a deep kiss that you immediately let yourself fall into, a moan spilling past your lips. “You’re driving me insane baby,” Jaemin groaned, his hands finding home in your hair to tug on the strands how he knew you liked to expose your neck to him so he could suck and nip at the tender skin. “Jaemin,” you moaned his name, feeling the arousal that had simmered lowly beneath your skin flare up everywhere he was touching you. “Let’s get you out of this, hm?” He chuckled once he was satisfied with the color of the love bites over your pulse and playfully slapped your ass before sliding his palms inside your shorts to squeeze your ass. Moaning loudly, you just nodded and let him free you of the opposing fabric, leaving you in just your panties and shirt. “You too,” you demanded, pawing at his chest. “What baby wants, baby gets,” Jaemin smiled, quickly pulling his shirt over his head to expose the smooth panes of his chest, completely unblemished. As if reading your mind, he gently took your chin between his fingers to make you look him in the eyes. “You can’t mark me tonight, I have schedules coming up,” he told you, using his stern voice so he knew you wouldn’t be disobeying, “No hickeys.” “Okay,” you breathed, completely captured by seeing how easy your boyfriend slipped into his dominant persona. “Tell me your safeword baby.” “Dream,” you dutifully recited even though you had yet to even come close to using it, “How should I address you tonight?” “My beautiful doll,” Jaemin smiled, “Always so well mannered. You can call me whatever you want.” “Okay,” you breathed again, feeling your knees buckle. “You still want my fingers?” “So badly,” you moaned, rubbing your legs together to get at least some kind of relief. “So naughty,” he chuckled, slapping your thigh once to get you to stop, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet room. “Sit down in front of the mirror for me, pretty,” he ordered next, nodding towards the full length mirror next to his bed.

Doing as you were told, you watched Jaemin rummage through his closet before he pulled out a towel with a devious grin on his lips that had your blood both rushing to your head and to your core. “Hips up, baby,” he rasped once he had sat down behind you. Following his commands, he quickly slipped the towel beneath you, “I’ll make you feel so good baby.” He promised darkly, hooking your legs over his so you were all spread out for him, his hands back to teasing your things and this time you let out the strangled whine you had to contain in the living room. “Please touch me Jaemin.” “Always so polite,” he chuckled, slipping his hands beneath your shirt to roughly grab your boobs, knowing you hadn’t bothered with a bra. “Shit,” you cursed lowly, letting your eyes flutter shut to fully enjoy the attention he was giving you, listening to the filth he was muttering into your ear. Slowly he let one of his hands travel down your body again while the other was pinching and teasing your nipples. He shortly stopped to play with the waistband of your panties until you let out another whine that made him chuckle. “You want it that bad?” “So bad, Jaemin,” you confirmed, eyes hooded as you met his dark gaze in the mirror, “Want them inside.”

“Let’s see about that,” he just grinned but reached inside your panties anyways, slowly dragging his fingers through your wet folds. “You’re so wet for me already.” “I told you I needed you,” you whined. “Hey, no need to get sassy with me,” he scowled, gently slapping your core twice. “I’m sorry,” you immediately apologized, holding back the moan that was threatening to spill because you knew he only would make fun of you for it and you knew that if he started to degrade you now, your mind would go straight down the gutter. “I’ll let it slide since you’ve been so good, baby,” Jaemin purred, slowly circling your clit with his now slicked fingers, making you sob out because you finally had some kind of stimulation. “So good,” you let him know even though his pace was maddeningly slow. “Yeah? Does that feel good? You’re so wet for me already baby. You’re going to make such a big mess, I already know it. Aren’t you? Will you show me how big of a mess you can make for me?”

“Jaemin,” you whined, his words making your head spin, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. “What is it baby?” He all but giggled like his hand wasn’t stuffed into your panties and his fingers weren’t moving on your clit in a maddening slow pace. “Please,” you hiccupped, not knowing if you should lean into the tough or shy away from it against his chest. “But you said you wanted to cum on my fingers,” Jaemin cooed, “And what baby wants, baby gets.” “But it’s not enough.” “Not enough? Then you should have said so.” With that he increased the pressure and circled your sensitive bundle of nerves faster, making you squirm between his spread legs. “Jaemin~” you moaned loudly, closing your eyes when his gaze was becoming too intense. “That good baby?” He rasped, pressing an open mouthed kiss to your exposed neck. “So good.”

“But I know what my baby would like even better.” Before you could even think of an answer, Jaemin sunk two of his fingers into your weeping core right up until the knuckle, having you gasp and trash in his hold from the sudden stimulation. Keeping the heel of his palm firmly pressed to your clit, he skillfully moved his fingers inside you, pressing into your sweet spot so deliciously he had you moaning and screaming his name. The thought that his friends were just a couple of meters away in the living room watching a movie had completely slipped your mind by now.

“Jaem- I-” another loud moan cut off anything you wanted to say. “I know baby. I want you to cum for me and I know you want too, just let loose baby,” Jaemin purred in your ear and that really did it for you, the coil in your stomach finally snapping. Your vision went white as you screamed his name, your thighs clamping shut around him, twitching violently as your release covered his fingers and seeped through your panties, soiling them and the towel Jaemin had put beneath you, full on intending to make you squirt for him.

“Hmm, you did so well baby,” your boyfriend praised you, gently slapping your core to hear how wet you were, “Did that feel good?” “Hmm,” you hummed, opening your eyes once your orgasm had worn off, mind still hazy, “Want another one.” “On my fingers?” “Please.” “What baby wants, baby gets,” Jaemin mused, pulling your soaked panties to the side to sink his fingers back into you, the sound so obscene both of you let out twin moans.

“I’ll make you nice and wet so you’re ready for my cock,” he growled, the muscles in his arm flexing as he expertly curled his fingers into your sweet spot, lighting your nerve endings on fire. “Nana,” you whined, dragging out the second syllable. “Do you want my cock baby?” “Yes,” you hiccupped, tightly squeezing your eyes shut. “You want me to fuck your messy pussy? Hm? Are my fingers not enough for you?” “Nana please,” you cried out, feeling another orgasm already approaching fast. “I asked you a question,” he growled, pulling his fingers out to messily rub your core, spreading your wetness around before he harshly pressed down on your clit to have you mewl and thrash in his hold. “Yes, yes, yes,” you sobbed, feeling tears prickle at the corners of your eyes,” Yes I want your cock. Want to cum on your cock so badly.” “Now was that so hard?” Jaemin asked but before you could even think about answering, he had thrust three of his fingers back inside you, fucking them inside you quickly. If you were any more lucid you would have seen how his dark eyes were fixated to where they were continuously disappearing inside you through the mirror and heard how the squelching sounds got louder and louder the closer you got to your orgasm.

“Yes, that’s it,” Jaemin guided you through your orgasm as a silent scream fell from your lips when he pulled his fingers out and instead rubbed your clit to guide you through it as your release completely soaked the towel now as well as dirtying the mirror, droplets running down the smooth surface. Breathing harshly, you collapsed in his arms, all tension seeping from your bones and your mind beautifully numb. “You still with me baby?” Jaemin lowly asked, soothingly stroking his clean hand through your hair and peppering every inch of skin he could reach with little kisses, “You did so well for me baby. You squirted so much for me.” “Nana, want your cock now please,” your slurred, sluggishly moving in his hold to paw at his pants that had shown a sizable bulge for a while now. “Baby, don’t overdo it.” “I want it, Nana,” you scowled, your lips pulling into a pout, “I can cum even more for you.” “Fuck, baby,” Jaemin cursed, manhandling you so you were now turned around between his spread knees, your head nuzzling into his crotch. Somewhere in the back of your mind you knew that you were slipping deeper and deeper into your submissive state but you couldn’t care less when Jaemin was with you, pulling down his sweats to reveal his hard cock, already turning an angry red shade and shiny with precum.

Like the good girl you were, you arched your back for him and opened your jaw wide, your tongue lolling out. Cursing, Jaemin stroked his weeping length a couple of times, torn between looking at your blissed out face or your messy, core through the mirror. “Please let me suck your cock, Nana,” you whined, finding it incredibly unfair that he was just sitting there, jerking off while you were desperate to have his cock inside you. It didn’t even matter if he would fuck your mouth or your pussy, you just wanted to be good for him so he could cum as well. “Of course, baby,” he groaned, cupping your face to bury his hand in the hair at your nape to pull you down on him, “Pinch me if it’s too much.” With that he finally pushed his cock past your lips, the bitter taste of precum almost immediately hitting your taste buds, making you moan around his length. Jaemin slowly pushed you further and further, not letting up until your nose was pressed to his pubic bone and your throat was fluttering around him. “You feel so good, baby, fuck,” he cursed, holding you down for a couple of seconds before completely pulling you off by your hair, the pain in your scalp somewhat grounding you and preventing you from flowing off too far. “Take a deep breath,” he instructed you next before he pushed you down again, quicker this time, making you gag and retch around him which only made him moan louder, reveling in your struggle and the tears running down your cheeks as he fucked your throat. “You’re a mess,” he chuckled when he completely pulled you off again, slapping his cock against the tear tracks on your face.

“Only for Nana,” you slurred, surprised by hoarse you already sounded. “That’s right,” Jaemin growled, “Are you going to let me fuck your pretty pussy next?” “Yes,” you whined loudly, your core clenching around nothing. “Are you going to squirt for me again baby? Just from my cock?” “Please make me squirt again,” you begged instead of a real answer. “What baby wants, baby gets,” he darkly promised, grabbing the base of his dick tightly to starve off his own orgasm, knowing he wouldn’t be able to last long.

“Then turn around for me pretty baby. And I want you to never stop looking at yourself,” he commanded, helping you to move your body to his wishes, your knees on the towel and your back arched so you were presenting your core to him. Another low curse spilled past his lips when he saw your glistening core clench around nothing, your thighs a mess where your release had dripped down. “I’ll fuck you now baby. And I don’t want you to hold back. Let all of them know how good my cock makes you feel,” Jaemin rasped, teasing your core with the head of his cock. “Yes, Nana,” you promised, somewhere remembering that his friends were most definitely able to hear you scream for your boyfriend. But you were too aroused and too far in to actually feel any shame when thinking about that. Instead it only turned you on more, making a deep moan fall from your lips. “Does my baby like that? Making my friends know how good I’m fucking you? Making them jealous they can’t have you so needy for them?” “Nana please,” you whined loudly, wiggling your ass at him. “Answer me,” he demanded, bringing his palm down on your asscheek twice in quick succession. “Yes, Nana,” you cried out, the tears you were trying to hold back spilling over again. “Oooh,” Jaemin just cooed, “Is my baby already crying over my cock? “Please fuck me Nana. Need you inside me. Want you to fill me up,” you begged.

“Then be a good girl and scream for me,” he rasped darkly before fucking into you in one swift movement, the pleasurable pain taking you by surprise and making your thighs shake. If it wasn’t for Jaemin’s iron grip on your hips, you were sure your legs would have given out. “Don’t hold back,” he reminded you again before he started to piston his hips in a punishing rhythm right from the start, the squelching noises still loud despite all of the moans and other sounds of pleasure you let out as you pillowed your head on your folded arms, just letting Jaemin use you like he wanted while watching your own fucked out state through the dirtied mirror. “You’re so fucking wet,” he cursed, shifting on his knees until he had found the right angle to make you mewl again, your body twitching away from the intense feeling. “Take what I am fucking giving you,” he growled, landing another slap on your already pulsating asscheek. “Yes, Nana,” you sobbed out even though you had lost all control over your body, only able to feel the intense pleasure Jaemin’s sharp thrusts to your sweet spot were giving you.

“I’m gonna cum again,” you warned him, panting loudly. “Me too,” he groaned, stretching to push a hand to your neck to hold you down for him, using the extra leverage to drill into so hard, you were sure you felt it somewhere in your stomach. “Nana, Nana, Nana,” you chanted his name like a mantra, climbing in pitch with every syllable. “Cum for me, doll. Cum on my fucking cock,” Jaemin growled and how were you supposed to deny him? With a scream louder than any of the previous ones you felt your whole body convulse as your vision blacked out, the only thing grounding you, the grip Jaemin had on you as your muscles fluttered around him, your release staining the ground beneath you and Jaemin’s lower body as he kept fucking you through your orgasm until he moaned loudly and buried himself deep inside you as he hit his peak as well, painting your walls white.

Once he let go of you, your thighs really did give out and you collapsed onto the thoroughly soaked through towel, vaguely registering the mess of fluids slowly seeping from your core. But you couldn’t care less as you tried to even out both your breathing and your furiously beating heart.

As always, Jaemin was the first one who came back to, gently running a hand up and down your back. “You with me baby?” He asked, his voice softer than it had been all evening and all you could muster was a low hum. “Words, baby.” “Yes,” you said after some difficulties, your mouth suddenly feeling so dry like you hadn’t had a drop of water in days. “You did so well baby,” Jaemin praised you as he gently kneaded your muscles, his own voice still sounding breathy. “Thank you, Nana,” you smiled, trying really hard to open your eyes as you were overcome by the strong urge to see your boyfriend. “Nana,” you whined in distress when your eyelids just weren’t listening to you, staying shut. “Sssh,” he immediately soothed you and pulled you up against his chest so you could feel that he was still with you and not just a distant voice in your foggy mind, “I’m here baby.” He gently stroked through your messy hair and pressed kisses everywhere he could reach, making you feel incredibly loved and cherished.

“Baby, look up for me please,” he gently spoke after a while and even if you still didn’t have it in you to open your eyes, you did as you were told. “Thank you baby, now drink something for me please.” Where he suddenly had gotten a waterbottle from was beyond you, but you weren’t complaining as he tipped the bottle to your lips and the cold liquid slipped down your dry throat, a moan bubbling up at the feeling. “Thank you Nana,” you sighed once he deemed you had drunk enough and cuddled into his still naked chest. “Baby I have to clean us two up,” he explained next, “Do you want to have a bath?” “No,” you whined, “Don’t want to move.” Chuckling, Jaemin pressed a lingering kiss to your temple. “I’m sorry baby, but I’m afraid you need to.” “No.” “I won’t leave you alone,” he promised and that immediately calmed you down again. “Really quick?” “I’ll be as quick as I can.”

You honestly didn’t catch much of what was happening in the bathroom, only remembering the sound of the shower and Jaemin’s low and soothing voice. He had rubbed your favorite lotion into the skin of your legs, the smell engulfing you like a cloud and after he had gotten you to drink some more, he had put you in one of his big shirts and tucked you into his bed. Cuddling into the blanket, you heard him promise that he would be right back before he shuffled around the room. To clean up your mess, your conscience that had seemed to come back to you helpfully supplied. “Jaemin?” You asked into the silence once you couldn’t hear him move anymore. “I’m here baby,” he immediately reassured you, the bed dipping down next to you. Still with great difficulty, you managed to open your eyes to see him fondly smile down at you, his hair still damp and messy and dressed in a new set of shirt and pants. “Hey baby.” “Did I do good?” You shyly asked. If it was even possible, his features softened even more. “You did better than I could have ever asked for,” he reassured you before slipping onto the mattress next to you, pulling you against his chest. Only then did you realize that the only light in the room came from the blue light of Jaemin’s phone screen. “Who are you texting this late?” You curiously asked, a yawn interrupting you. “The groupchat,” he shrugged it off, “Just the usual death threats.” “Death threats?” You shot up from his chest, the sudden movement making your head momentarily spin. “We weren’t exactly quiet,” Jaemin grinned, watching in fascination how it finally dawned upon you that his friends must have heard basically all of your whining, screaming, begging, moaning and sobbing, the mortification settling in.

“Oh my god,” you whined, hiding your heated face in Jaemin’s chest that was shaking with his laughter, “I can never look them in the eye again.” “Renjun is pretty furious,” your boyfriend oh-so-helpfully supplied, earning himself a slap on his arm, “Not like they didn’t already know we weren’t exactly vanilla.” “Knowing and witnessing are two completely different things, Na Jaemin.” “Not the full legal name,” Jaemin whined loudly, throwing his arms up in defeat. “Show me the messages,” you demanded.

From: Renjun You’re paying for the bottle of bleach I need to cleanse my ears.

From: Mark You have scarred the children for life And me. Primarily me. Dude. Damn. You kinky motherfucker

From: Jeno I have heard things I can never unhear Our friendship will never be the same...

From: Donghyuck At least she didn’t call him daddy or something

From: Renjun DO NOT ADD ONTO THIS TRAUMA LEE DONGHYUCK

You didn’t dare to scroll further down as Renjun let out his anger in texts riddled with typos and keysmashes that the others kept making fun of rather than talking about the traumatic experience he had had. “They’re not going to judge you, princess,” Jaemin reassured you, gently kissing your lips, “I on the other hand will probably not hear the end of this for a while. Totally worth it though.” “Don’t say it like that,” you whined and hit his chest again before cuddling into his embrace. “I love you, you know that?” “I love you too, Nana,” you smiled, feeling safe and content like you only felt in Jaemin’s arms, your eyes falling shut again.

From: Renjun Oh now he’s reading our messages. Traumatic, Jaemin. T-r-a-u-m-a-t-i-c. Skarring.

From: Donghyuck *scarring

From: Renjun I will skin you in your slep

From: Chenle *sleep

From: Mark Why are you still awake??

From: Chenle I am literally an adult??

To: Dreamies Glad you all enjoyed the show. Now shut up, or we’ll go for round two ;)

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˖ ࣪ 𖥨 ࣪ ͎꒷ HORROR NIGHTS -—- NCT DREAM

... x gn!reader ≋ ᵎᵎ

───・꒰ pov: you watch horror movies with them ꒱

a/n: this is just based on my observations and what vibe i get with them, i am not really sure with how they actually react with horror movies. and ofc the behavior of the reader depends on which dreamie so if it doesn't apply to you, it's all fiction so you can ignore it. enjoy :)

𖤠ะ MARK -—- Poor mark, his palms were already sweaty from the beginning of the movie. He kept squeezing your hands at every sudden noise even the ones that aren't from the tv. You couldn't even be scared yourself since you were too focused on mark. You asked him after every jump scare if he was alright and he dismisses your offer to turn it off everytime.

"Baby, you didn't have to finish movie, you know," you rubbed his hands to comfort him.

As soon as you finished the movie, mark closed his eyes, rubbing his necklace with the cross and started muttering a prayer.

"I'm gonna be fine." He says as he gives you a reassuring smile. He's still scared to watch horror movies but he insists on watching it with you since he knows that you love them.

𖤠ะ RENJUN -—- He acts confident and fearless. Pretending like he isn't biting his nails from the anxiety. He's the one who suggested watching a horror movie with the lights off. You sat snuggled in between him and the blanket that covered the both of you. And both of you were hiding under the blankets with only your eyes sticking out. Undoubtedly, you both jumped in your seats, giving almost no reaction on your faces.

"Hey, that wasn't so bad." His jaw is visibly clenched, every little sound from outside making him look around on full alert.

"Y-yeah, it wasn't scary at all." Does this consider "couple goals"? You both act tough but deep down, you are scared shitless.

And now both of you refused to go out to the bathroom alone at night and always kept the light on in the kitchen and the hallway. Even if it traumatized you both, you still continue to watch more every once in a while.

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𖤠ะ JENO -—- Lee Jeno is... How can you say this... Odd? He's unique, a nice way to say it at least. You remembered when you tried to do the trick to check if one has a reflex by hitting the joint by your knee and it shocked you both when Jeno:s knee didn't react to it at all. It applies to horror movies apparently. Every jump scare or scream from the characters Jeno did not flinch, not even a tiny jump or squirm. And to be honest, it made you feel slightly embarrassed to curl up against his side.

“Anghhh why aren’t you scared,” you whined and Jeno just smiled and it made you feel annoyed to see his eyes turn into crescent moons.

“When I was little my sister would always scare me to the point I just don’t react anymore.”

“Isn’t it usually the opposite?” Jeno just shrugged. You were just too stunned to speak so you had no choice but to finish the movie.

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𖤠ะ HAECHAN -—- An absolute menace. As soon as the suspenseful background music plays, Haechan already has something to ruin the mood. He waits for the right moment to butt in. Glancing to where you were curled up in a blanket by the armrest of the couch. You had also invited some of your friends to watch, Taeyong and Mark were seated on the floor, hugging each other. The beat of the music gets higher and faster and then—

“Do you think some of the actors accidentally piss themselves on set?” — the mood is ruined.

“Haechan!” you threw a pillow at him. The two on the floor just sent the boy an annoyed shout.

“I’m genuinely curious.”

“Search it up yourself!” you threw him another pillow which he dodges for the second time. Taeyong mutters something at Haechan before resuming the movie. Although he’ll never say this but Haechan only does this to help you sleep soundly tonight avoiding the possible nightmares you might have that night and for the rest of the week.

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𖤠ะ JAEMIN -—- He finds it endearing how you try to act tough. Suggesting on watching a scary movie when he knows you wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. You gave him the liberty of choosing from the horror category in netflix while you were making popcorn. Jaemin opted for something scary but still has a bit of comedy.

"Jaemin, this wasn't scary at all!" You pout.

" You'll get nightmares if you watch something scary, " he ruffles your hair making you groan in annoyance.

"I'm trying to up my tolerance on scary movies," you huffed. "I think it's best if you stopped, I don't want you to get more nightmares."

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𖤠ะ CHENLE -—- An absolute menace (2). He teases you for being scared even before the movie starts but when you actually finished the movie, chenle is the one that was more scared than you were.

"Maybe you should've just bit your tongue," you grinned making chenle roll his eyes at you.

"It wasn't scary at all, the music was just really loud." Though it was true, chenle loves scary movies when he watches it at home. Cinemas tend to up the sound system making everyone's heart beat faster than normal.

"Sure ok Mr."

"Don't pretend like you didn't scream louder than me!"

𖤠ะ JISUNG -—- Poor jisung (2). He's not a screamer per se, he's more of a whiner... A squirmer...? He Jolts, wiggles, and make tiny noises throughout the movie and you find it absolutely adorable. To which he denys after the movie.

"Aw Jisungie, were you that scared?" You teased him with a baby voice.

"Ah stop it, the noises just surprises me... " His tone was low, almost sounded he was about to crack which made you guilty for teasing him.

"Hey it's ok, I get it, the noises are scary." You started to develop an immunity to horror movies ever since the first time you watched something scary with jisung. It's no use if you are both scared. Though the fear is there, enough to make you go timid whenever you had to go pee at night.

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