#J.SEPH SMUT

[misswoozi]

I feel like sana and jseph would look really good together, thoughts on actual compatibility?

they WOULD look good together

compatibility wise... my first instinct is 'basically yes.' I think Sana is probably kinkier than J.Seph is (and she'd definitely use that to fluster him lmao) but I think they'd be kinda sweet together. He'd dote on her. They'd definitely be a romantic couple and she'd be the one to initiate most the NSFW stuff. Overall, I'm going with yes. I like it.

#thank you! #j.seph smut #sana smut #twice smut #kard smut

[lavenderbexlatte]

day 7: in the club

kard 2.1k words female reader insert Reader x Matthew Kim (BM) x Kim Taehyung (J.Seph) NSFW

🖤 warnings: semi-public sex, penetrative sex (f receiving), getting it on w/ ur homeboy, threesome~ 🖤

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Eventually, one of them will give up.

It's worked out like that the one or two other times you've been pursued by more than one person in the club. At some point, one of them sees you with another and gives up. Easier than ghosting, less confrontational than trying to explain that you found someone else. Problems take care of themselves, in this context.

So you enjoy the attention of both men, one on each side of the crowded club.

The first man is a playful, solid-built guy with clear features and a pervasive air of shyness, despite how bold he's being with you. His ears and neck drip silver jewelry, and his denim-on-denim is distressed black fabric from his fashion cap to his designer sneakers.

He dances with you, a gracious amount of space between his body and yours even as his fingers sneak into your back pocket, and he doesn't say much. You like him, though, as much as you can like a random guy in the club.

You think you'll be going home with him, until you cross the club to find one of the friends you came here with, and your attention is caught all over again.

The second man is huge, tall and broad and masculine, dressed in loose leather pants and a plaid shirt over a tank top that hides nothing of his chiseled physique. He talks an awful lot, slang and bad jokes and insistence that he buy you a fresh drink - right into your hand from the bartender, safe and respectful - and then hold it so that no one fucks with it.

He's class-clown attractive, fuckboy attractive, but he's so sweet and earnest that you wonder how he was given a Doberman face with a golden retriever soul.

They're both excellent options, so you don't really care which one ends up scaring off the other. It'll take care of itself.

You weave your way back across the packed dancefloor, back to Cap Guy from Tall Guy. Cap Guy is right where you left him, leaning against the wall, sipping from a half-empty beer.

If this next set doesn't have a song that you like, you might just ask him back to your place right away instead of heading back out to dance. You're getting kind of tired, and you could really use a night like this.

But as you reach Cap Guy, a hand on your shoulder lets you know that you've been operating with unfortunate tunnel vision.

You did not notice that Tall Guy has been following you.

And here he is, right behind you, looking clean over your head at Cap Guy.

They're looking at each other with an expression that you can't begin to understand, something like understanding but also a twinge of what you swear is humor. Cap Guy is nearly grinning.

"I..." you start, unsure if talking will help but unable to stop yourself. "I'm-"

But Tall Guy cuts you off. "Dude."

He surged forward and meets Cap Guy's outstretched hand in a high-five so resounding that you can hear the slap of it over the bumping club music.

"Wondered where you'd been all night, bro, this is nuts," says Tall Guy.

"Should've known," Cap Guy replies.

"You two...know each other, then," you say weakly.

Tall Guy leans fully on Cap Guy's shoulder, comfy and relaxed. "Sephy is, like, my best fuckin' friend."

They're best friends.

"You have good taste, no lie," he adds.

They don't seem mad, which is a relief. You wouldn't want two big guys pissed at you for two-timing them. But you're still in for an awkward departure, here. So much for problems fixing themselves.

"Still," you say, forcing as natural a laugh as you can, "Still, a little weird. Sorry."

Tall Guy looks at Cap Guy - Sephy? "Weird? S'it weird?"

"I should be heading home soon, anyway," you excuse.

Hopefully they'll give you the graceful out, and not make a scene about the fact that you've been-

"Home? Already?" asks Cap Guy.

"Yeah, yeah, my friend was looking a little drunk, and-"

"Means you don't wanna have any more fun with us?" Tall Guy asks.

"Us?" you echo, nonplussed.

"Unless you're not down for that," says Cap Guy.

"Us, like..." you point back and forth between the two of them.

Cap Guy nods. Tall Guy is just watching you, tongue poking between his teeth in a dangerous grin.

You're dumbfounded, which means honesty falls right out of your mouth. "I did not think that would be an option."

Tall Guy laughs. "C'mon. I know a place."

He charges off, cutting a clean path through the clubgoers with his significant height. Cap Guy shakes his head, and leans into you, a gentle hand urging you forward after his friend.

"Matt is just like that," he says. "If you're down, though, he does kind of know a place."

"Matt," you repeat.

"Matthew. Or Matt. And you can call me Seph."

They sound like codenames or something, fake names, but you're not about to press them about it.

Matt weaves his way around one of the large circular platforms around the dancefloor, the last one before the dark hallway that leads to the bathrooms and back of house. There are two gorgeous go-go dancers on the platform, young women in complimentary outfits and dark makeup, and as Matt passes, he reaches upward. One of the girls, all shaggy hair and long dagger nails, looks at him, looks at you following behind him, and daps him up.

"Don't make a mess!" she yells, deep voice carrying from her podium.

The other girl, a vision in a tiny skirt, rolls her eyes and waves at Seph as he leads you past.

"Friends of ours," Seph tells you needlessly. "They work here, so no worries about getting...interrupted."

You wonder what you've just gotten yourself into.

'Knowing a place' turns out to be something more like 'being aware of the employee lounge.'

That's what it looks like, at least; a closet-sized room with a mini fridge, a half-broken neon sign with beer logo on it, and a busted couch. Two sets of handbags and cosmetic pouches and spare clothes on a table to one side suggest that maybe those two go-go dancers use this room. It explains the demand not to make a mess, anyway.

"S'okay with you, right?" Matthew checks again, as you tentatively step into the little room.

"What? This?"

"Yeah. We ain't about to pressure you into nothing."

The atmosphere is tense, loaded. This room is right next to the bathroom, right down a very short hall from the dancefloor. The music is still loud in here, thumping bass through the walls and the same kind of hazy air as in the rest of the place. It's dark, it's just slightly too warm, and it's so small that you're already pressed to Seph's side.

It's new. It's exciting.

Not to mention that both of these guys are so incredibly hot, you don't quite understand how you got both of them in here with you.

"Yeah, I'm good," you say.

Matt grins again. "Then what're we waitin' for?"

You expect him to make the first move, considering the difference between his personality and Seph's, but you're mistaken.

No, it's Seph who has the door slammed shut and your back pressed to it in an instant, one of his arms propped over your head and the other holding you by the chin, strong hands but gentle grip. He's completely blocking your view of Matt, which is just as well. A hand sneaks over and takes the cap off Seph's head, revealing messy brown hair that falls into his eyes.

Better for you. Nothing in your way, as Seph tilts your chin up and kisses you, firm and certain but still so gentle.

When he pulls back, you can see Matthew again, looming, wearing the cap backwards over his bright blue hair. He looks far too pleased with the scene in front of him, and suddenly you're self-conscious, ducking forward to hide your face in Seph's collarbone.

Music still shakes the walls, the beat quick and loud. Maybe reggaeton.

"Still good?" Seph asks.

You feel the question in his chest as you hear it, something reassuring to the solidness of him, and despite your nerves, you answer, "Yeah."

"Good."

He turns the two of you around just for more hands to catch you, Matt's grip firm on your waist, guiding you one, two, three steps back before he sits heavily on the couch. You follow him down, and his ridiculous height and musculature means that he has you arranged just right, straddling his lap, before you even know it.

You can't help but consider that their comfort comes from experience.

How often do they do things like this?

You voice that question, tentative under Matt's intense gaze, and he laughs. "'S' happened. Y'know. Whenever it seems like a good time."

Unhelpful.

"What's a broship if you haven't seen each other naked, anyway?" Seph adds, and Matt laughs again.

"Speakin' of..."

A brow quirked, he goes for the hem of your top, and it's with a few words of encouragement and a brief retreat to be able to wrestle buttons and zippers that you find yourself stripped to your underwear and back on his strong lap.

"This isn't seeing each other naked," you point out, when your senses return.

Both of them, the one beneath you and the one hovering within reach, are both still fully clothed, and it makes you a little self-conscious.

Matthew nods. "You're so right."

He takes Seph's denim jacket by the back collar and yanks it down his arms unceremoniously, far cry from the way he's handling you. Seph shrugs the garment off, nonplussed.

It's taken in turns from there. Matt's flannel shirt, the undone belt and popped button on Seph's jeans. Your bra, leaving you still the most exposed by far. Matt's pants, finally, but amusingly, not his tank top. Your panties.

"Still only me," you complain again, when you're fully nude in the thick air of the lounge.

Grinning, jostling you on his lap so that you can feel the shape of his hard-on against your thigh, Matt takes Seph's cap off his own head and puts it on you, instead.

"There."

Maybe it's the sweet, silly gesture, or maybe it's how Seph's expression changes just a little bit into something hungry and fond, but suddenly, you're not nervous anymore. It's your turn.

Back against the door you go, standing, pulling Seph close, and guiding him to press you against the thin wood.

"I wanted you, first, anyway," you tease, loudly enough that Matt protests from back on the couch.

A glance proves that he's not bothered in the slightest, though, lounging just how you'd left him, hand dipping into the waistband of his boxers.

The cap doesn't fit well, but Seph adjusts it on your head anyway as he tugs his jeans down - not off, but down just enough...

As he's sliding home - an easy slide, too, you've been worked up for ages, hours - with one hand holding your thigh up over his hip and the other bracing himself against the door so that his weight pins you there, half-suspended, it happens.

The doorknob turns, fruitlessly, since there's a fair bit in the way of it opening.

The music is still pounding outside, the quick eight-count of what is most definitely reggaeton, but much closer than that, you can hear a woman's voice.

"I wouldn't if I were you," Matt calls.

The doorknob stops moving.

"You're not serious. In my club?" the girl on the other side complains.

"So serious," Seph adds.

There's a noise, maybe a scoff, maybe a gasp, at how close his voice is.

"We're busy, Minny, take your break later," says Matt.

"Busy," she said, venomous, the voice of an exasperated sibling.

All the while, of course, Seph has been pumping into you shallowly. Torturous, in your opinion. Extremely unfair. You'd prefer not to embarrass yourself right now, but he's leaving you without many options.

"Tell her," Seph says, and after a second, you realize he's looking at you, talking to you.

You blink at him.

"Tell her how busy."

It doesn't even cross your mind to say no.

No, instead, you try. "We're a - a little b- ah!"

The last part is a garbled moan, too loud and half-swallowed at the same time. It's Seph's fault, a well-timed, deep-and-dirty grind into you, pelvis against your clit for just a second, and you really can't help it. You hear the girl on the other side of the door sigh, resigned.

"Come to the bar when you're done. Drinks are on the house, for dealing with these two." With the way that Seph is all but holding you up now that your legs threaten to give out, the way that Matt is standing now, watching with unabashed hunger in his face, you think you're definitely going to take her up on that.

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[mischiefsmind]

So, I have been getting into Kard a lot so would anyone want any fics about Kard at all.

#Kard #bm kard #jeon jiwoo #jiwoo Kard #j.seph #somin #BM #J.seph kard #Somin Kard #Smut

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

KARD soft/hard hours open! In honor of the comeback! Send me your KARD thoughts and we’ll discuss

#kard hours #kard reaction #kard smut #somin #jiwoo #j.seph #bm

[itzyyyyyydaaaaaa]

MAST3R-LIST & INTRO!!

Hiii My Name is Ariana but Ari for short!!

not really new had two other accounts on here until i lost them but @itzyyyffffsss and @itzyffssss were my original account. If you want to give me ideas or just say hi go ahead I’m always open for anything!! i will also post “song of the week” this month, April and Maybe May so be looking forward to that!! i hope you all have fun with my writes and im always open to hearing suggestions, or just talking with you all!! Have a lovely Morning/Afternoon/Evening!!!

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Who i write for/who i will write for/ who i can write for

KPOP GROUPS (GIRL GROUPS ONLY!)

•ITZY

•G-IDLE

•LE SSERAFIM

•KARD (Jiwoo and Somin)

•BLACKPINK

•TWICE

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KPOP SOLOIST (GIRLS ONLY!)

•Soojin

•Soyeon

•Jennie

•BiBi

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(will do a male idol if really wanted!)

who i will accept for male groups if wanted!

•BTS

•ENHYPEN

•Stray Kids

•KARD (BM and J.Seph)

•TXT

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Male Soloists

•BamBam

•Agust D

•Jackson Wang

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what i write

•smut

•fluff

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G!P (for now no G!P only cus i’m not ready for that but later i’ll add it!!)

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[n1nme4r]

Meet the author

Hello infinities!

My name is ⇻ N1NM

But you can call me: Nara, Natasha, Nexus or N1.

I'm new to writing but I try

I mainly write fanfictions with Kpop idols 🍀

Only F!reader (For now)

I write smut, fluff, angst and one-shots ���

I was inspired to start writing by my amazing wife (Who I did NOT cheat on.) @bangchansgirlsblog

Along as, @whatsk-poppinhomies who just makes good stories o((>ω< ))o. So thank you to those amazing writers!

I AM CURRENTLY NOT WRITITNG ANYTHING. ALL MY STORIES HAVE BEEN TAKEN DOWN.

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Stray kids (Bangchan, Changbin) Kard (J.Seph, Somin) Red Velvet (Wendy, Joy) Ive (Wonyoung, Leeseo) Txt (Soobin, Beomgyu) Enhyphen (Jungwon, Sunoo, Jay) Mamamoo (Moonbyul) Riize (Seunghan, Woonbin) Boynextdoor (Lee han) Ateez (Hongjoon, Mingi) IU Kim Woojin

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Reading >>> Writing

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[daebakinc]

Succubus Pt 2 (M)

Pairing: Jiwoo x Reader (S) Prompt: Succubus/Incubus/Demon Word Count: 5K

Warnings: Smut, angst

~Admin V

Part 1

    It’d been two years since you summoned Jiwoo and you couldn’t remember how life was before her. Of course, your time together was deeply sexual, but it had become more than that.

            After only a few days of your arrangement, Jiwoo decided that she didn’t want you to work, where someone else used her body for a minimal amount of money. She took care of your financial obligations which allowed you to pursue interests you actually cared about, such as writing, art, dance, and cooking. This also allowed her to make you cum anytime she wanted, but you suspected it wasn’t the only reason she did this.

            Other than sex, your relationship with one another grew in other ways. You often asked her questions about herself, her hobbies, if she had a life outside of being a succubus. She also asked you questions about favorite foods and activities you enjoyed which is how she learned of your love for the seaside. This prompted her to further spoil you and buy you a little beach cottage to live in.

              At first, she was reluctant, but after some puppy-dog-eyes and other ways of persuasion, you were able to convince her to go out with you, as if it were a date. This led to other dates and outings together. She even agreed to meet your friends. There was excitement in seeing both her approval and opinions of them, as they showed the same for her. She was much more hesitant about you meeting her friends, being a demon and all. She finally gave in and allowed you to meet another succubus, Somin, but made it clear she wanted you to never meet J.seph or Matthew, who were true Hell demons.

            When you got sick, she took care of you. She prepared hot soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. She tucked you into a blanket cocoon. She insisted on eating you out because she claimed the rush of endorphins would help you feel better. Then she’d tell you stories until you fell asleep wrapped in her arms.

            She stayed with you even when you weren’t fucking each other. She’d watch you read books and paint. She also danced with you and encouraged you when you exercised. The two of you could sit in comfortable silence, not interacting at all, but existing together in the same space.

            It wasn’t just sex between you, or a contract of requirement. It was love. Jiwoo had never said it, and you yourself were a bit afraid to admit it, but in your heart, you knew it was.

            That’s why you decided to plan this special anniversary dinner for her. You had a surprise for her. You couldn’t be sure how she’d react, but knowing there was love, you expected a good outcome.

            The table on the balcony was all set up in fancy dishware and folded cloth napkins. You made her orange chicken and were sure there were absolutely no carrots in the rice and mixed veggies. In the house you had a myriad of lit tea candles. You even made your bed up in the soft pink sheets she’d gotten you for your birthday.

            You were pulling the crab Rangoon out of the oven when you heard the winds of her appearing behind you. Her arms snaked around your waste and her lips were at your left ear. “What’s all this, pet? Special occasion?”

            After setting the hot tray down on the counter, you turned to face her, unable to hide your smile. “A special occasion, yes.” You gave her a chaste kiss.

            Your smile grew as you watched her pretend to not know what today was. “Hmmm, I know it’s not your birthday, as we only recently celebrated that.”

            “You know what today is, queen.”

            She gasped with desire when you called her by the name. She pulled your hips flush against hers, her lips but centimeters from yours. “I’d never forget the day we met.” And with that you were kissing again. It was much more passionate as she sucked your lower lip into her mouth, licking then nibbling it. When you moaned she slid her tongue in against yours. Your head spun, never getting used to her sweet cinnamon taste.

            You pushed her back, breathless for air. “Don’t you want to eat dinner first?”

            She gave you a knowing look. “We both know life is uncertain so we should always have desert first.” Jiwoo softly chucked at your little pout.

            “But all the food will get cold.”

            Grinning against your lips, she spoke into you. “I don’t care.” And with that her tongue was back in your mouth, sliding like satin with yours. The kiss deepened as you were being led into the bedroom. Jiwoo’s mouth moved to your neck causing you to cry out in pleasure as she began undressing you. Likewise, you sloppily pulled at her clothes until they were off her.

            Pulling back, her hands lingered on your hips before she turned to crawl on the bed. After propping up the pillows she wanted and making herself comfortable, she stared at you, making you shake with need. You whimpered, still stunned at her beauty.

            She smirked. “Come sit on my face, babygirl.”

             Carefully, you crawled on the bed and placed a knee on either side of her face. Your ass slightly rested on her collarbone, but you kept most of the weight on your knees. You leaned forward to grab hold of the headboard. “I’m ready, mistress.”

             Your moan was instant when her tongue poked at your clit. She lapped at it making your eyes roll back. Jiwoo held onto your thighs, keeping her pace while licking you. Jolts of pleasure streamed from your clitoris, moving down your legs to your toes and up your body, radiating in your chest with each press of her tongue against you. As you started panting, she squeezed your thighs and switched from licking to sucking. The white heat of the orgasm was building, making you grip the bed frame harder. Your body started shaking and you screamed out her name. She sucked harder until you climaxed. Your moan echoed in the room, if not the whole cottage.

You could feel the cum dripping down, and as she savored it, she pushed a finger inside you, moving it around in a circle feeling all your edges. Her focus of licking was in the areas around your clit. Another finger pushed into you, moving in the same circular motion of her licking. She kept the pace slow and even, causing shivers to rip through your body. Cries of pleasure mixed with her name as she brought you to the edge once again.

            After you came once more, Jiwoo tapped your thighs, signaling for you to lift up. You maintained your grip on the headboard as she slid out from under you. Too focused on regaining your breath and your heart making your chest vibrate, you didn’t see it, but you heard her materialize her silk pouch of toys. It took her only seconds to fit the strap-on in place then she knelt behind you. “Ready, pet?”

             Nodding vigorously, it would only be audible to her as you whispered, “Yes, please Jiwoo.”

             She placed the tip at your entrance then held onto your hips, pushing all the way in. Desire flooded from your lips. As usual, she pulled out slowly, leaving only the tip in then thrusted hard and fast back in. The angle made the head of the dildo hit your g-spot.

             “Tell me, babygirl.”

             “Fuck, it’s so good, Jiwoo. You’re so good.”

             Pulling almost all the way out ever so slowly then pumping back in hard made you cry out with each thrust. You continued to hold onto the headboard, leaning into it with each pump. She’d made you so wet from her previous ministrations, in glided in effortlessly, hitting your walls and pleasure-points so deliciously.

             “Yes, yes mistress,” you moaned as she rubbed against the g-spot.

             She moved one hand to your breast, tweaking the nipple, her other found its way to your clit to rub up and down as she pushed into you, and her teeth found the crook of your neck, nibbling and leaving small love bites. Thrusting, tweaking, rubbing, biting, she had you close again. You leaned your head back on Jiwoo’s shoulder. You turned to kiss her, only adding to the buildup of endorphins. Your hands left the bed frame, one resting on top of Jiwoo’s holding your breast, the other over her hand rubbing your bud. She pressed her body against yours, holding you against her as she pumped hard into you.

Before you knew it, you’d reached your third orgasm of the night, and you knew Jiwoo was anything but finished. As she slowly pulled out all the way this time, you whined at the sudden emptiness.

             She turned you, then pulled you into a messy kiss. Your hands grabbed at her shoulder blades as hers wove into your hair. The warmth of her breath, silky press of her tongue against yours made you lightheaded. Your breasts pushed against hers, causing you to groan when you felt her pert nipples. Her hand wandered to your front again. After a few swirls on your clit, she continued moving her fingers until she pushed two fingers in you. It was such a different feel from the dildo, but it was her, and she still made you quake and squeal with longing.

             Letting you catch your breath as an especially loud moan left you, she began leaving small kisses on your collarbone. “What do you want pet? Tell me how to make you feel good.” You moaned as her thumb rubbed against your clit while she continued fingering you.

             “I,” more pleasure sounded, “I wanna ride you.”

             A mischievous chuckle came from Jiwoo. You were close to exploding further, but she stopped right before you were at the precipice. Her smile grew when you whimpered. “I want you to be this close, this sensitive as you ride me, babygirl.”

             She again made herself comfortable as she lay on her back in the bed. You reached for her hands while she helped you to be in a straddling position. The strap-on was still covered in your earlier ejaculate, making you excited and shake in anticipation. Jiwoo squeezed your hands and you both stared into each other’s eyes as you slid down on her.

            Your mouth opened at the stretch. You’d never get enough of her.

             “You’re so sexy, pet.” Her lips parted after hearing a particularly loud cry from you. “You’re not even moving yet and you’re ready to burst.”

             It was true. You hadn’t moved since sinking down on the dildo, but you were ready to climax again.

             “Not yet, baby.” Her words made you whimper with need. She slid her hands to your waist, the sensation giving you goosebumps. “Ride me.”

             Biting your lip to give you some control, you began gyrating, rolling your hips in an even rhythm, holding your breasts since Jiwoo’s hands were holding you.

             The position also helped to stimulate your sensitive little bud. She squeezed your waist causing you to also squeeze your chest. Little tingles spread from from your nipples as your palms brushed against them. You kept your movement slow, enjoying the ride. The waves flowed from your clitoris spreading out through your body, making you squeeze your breasts harder. The strap-on slide in and out only slightly, but you tightened around it, feeling every curve inside you. “I’m so close, mistress. So close.” Another moan rippled from your lips.

             “Describe what you’re feeling, baby girl.”

             You rolled your hips into her, taking the toy to the hilt. “It’s so thick and filling me. Sensation growing from my clit being rubbed.” You couldn’t help but moan, as you were almost at your peak. You’d planned to tell Jiwoo more of how she was making you feel, but you were at a loss for words. Your head fell back, your hips moving back then gyrating into her again. You reached for her hands and pushed them down to your hips. “Please. Please.”

             She smirked as she pulled your hips. She moved so suddenly, so harsh that you screamed as your orgasm rocked through your body. When you calmed down, she helped you to climb off her. She kissed your nose and retreated to the bathroom. When she returned, the strap-on was off and she had a warm wash cloth to clean you up. She giggled each time your body jerked when she cleaned an overstimulated spot. After, she lay next to you, petting your hair off your forehead.

             Jiwoo chuckled looking at you. “Why are you pouting again, babygirl?”

             “I’m so sleepy. We didn’t even get to eat. I have a surprise for you, too.”

             “It will all be there when you wake up.”

             You yawned. “Could you at least put the food away?”

             She smiled wide then softly kissed your lips. “Yes, pet.”

             Your eyelids grew heavy, but you held her hand. “Jiwoo, I love you.” And you were out.

              As always after sex with Jiwoo, when you woke up you were a little disoriented. She was no longer in bed with you. Usually she put pajamas on you, but you were still naked. Knowing you needed to hydrate, you made your way to the kitchen. Another frown soon covered your face. All of the food you’d prepared was still out, now spoiled. Jiwoo said she’d put it away, but she hadn’t.

             Now you were a bit miffed. So much time and preparation went into making the night special, and it was all wasted. “What the hell.”

             “What the hell, indeed.”

             You startled, your eyes trying to find her in the shadows. There was some kind of tension, you could definitely sense it in the air, but you wanted an explanation for why she didn’t do as she promised. “You said you’d put everything away. Now we have to throw it out. I made all your favorites . . .”

             “This is over.”

             “Well yeah. I slept through our anniversary.”

             Her face was stern and she shook her head. “Do you remember what you said to me last night?”

             A blush crept to your cheeks. “I told you I love you.” You looked down, feeling even more bare both physically and emotionally. “I planned for it to be more of a surprise, I even prepared a . . .”

             “No.”

             You looked up. Jiwoo didn’t look happy or elated in anyway. You just confessed your feelings for her and she looked mad; angrier than you’d ever seen her.

             “Jiwoo, what’s wrong?”

             “You.”

             Your stomach dropped. You wrapped your arms around your chest. “What?”

             She stepped closer, her voice rising in volume. “You. You ruined everything.”

             All you could do was gape. Confusion didn’t even begin to cover how you felt.

             “Take it back.”

             Still unsure you shook your head. “Take what back?”

             “Your love!” She yelled.

            You flinched at the harshness of her sound. It felt like your heart was being ripped from your body. “What?”

            She was almost chest to chest with you now. “Your love; I don’t want it. Take it back.” Her voice was quieter now, but the bite of her words lingered.

            “I can’t,” you whispered. “I won’t. I love you, Jiwoo.”

            She hissed in response and her eyes flared red, making you shiver and back away from her. “Did you forget what I am, pet?” You took in her outfit, dark and edgy like the first time you met her. “I am a demon. I don’t love. Not you, not anything.”

            Tears welled in your eyes. “You can’t mean that. I’ve seen it.”

            Jiwoo angrily thrusted her hand towards the counters and winds flew in the same direction, blowing all of the food and dishes into the wall, breaking from impact. “You don’t get to tell me what I mean or feel.”

            You whimpered her name, but it seemed to only make her fury rise. She shook her head. “This is over. It’s done. Our contract is null and void.”

            Realizing what was happening, what she was trying to do, brought your anger out and gave you voice. “No, it’s not. We have a deal. A blood agreement. You can’t just end it all because you don’t love. You’re just scared.”

            She used her magicks to smash more things in the room. “I am the demon. I am the one with power. I am the one who calls the shots. You have nothing. You are nothing.”

            Each word stung worse than the last, but you knew if you didn’t stand your ground you’d lose her, lose your life, your love. “If I’m nothing you’d have thrown me out long ago. You wouldn’t have made our deal in the first place. You’d have just collected my soul for the real crossroads demon and let me rot in Hell. Where are we, Jiwoo? Why are we standing in a beach cottage and not the crappy apartment I lived in when we made our deal?” 

            Winds started swirling around Jiwoo making her hair dance. This sent more shivers down your spine, having never seen her this enraged, but you knew she wouldn’t hurt you, knew she couldn’t. “You love me just as I love you. You’re just a coward to admit it.”

            Her winds shattered every window in the cottage. She rushed forward and grabbed your throat. “You dare to call me a coward?” Her eyes glowed red.

            “A coward is all I see right now.”

            Her hand tightened on your throat, making you gasp. Realizing her actions, she threw you to the floor and began pacing. You were still coughing when she knelt down and grabbed your throat again, softer this time. She looked into your eyes. “You will forget me. Forget this. Our arrangement never happened.”

            You used all the force you possibly could and pushed her off you. She didn’t move far, but she was clearly shocked which gave you enough time to scramble away from her. “I am not a toy, Jiwoo. You don’t get to manipulate me because you’re upset with me. Our blood runs together, in my veins and yours. You can’t just make me forget you. I won’t. I will never forget you. Our contract is still intact.”

            “No it’s not. You’ve served your purpose. I got your body, and I’m done with it now. I no longer want it or you. You will never see me again.”

            You reached for her and called her name, but it was too late. Jiwoo was gone. You called for her, looked around the cottage, but she wasn’t there. Hot tears streamed down your face as you fell to your knees. There were too many emotions to feel. Heartbreak, anger, fear. Curling into yourself, you lay on the floor and sobbed until your tear ducts ran dry and exhaustion took over.

__

            It was a different kind of nervous coming back to the crossroads. Before it was fear of what the demon would look like or how it would feel to sell your soul. Now it was fear of being denied your wish and never seeing Jiwoo again.

             Only days passed since Jiwoo left you, but they were the worst of your existence. She had made you forget things when you made the deal with her, but when she told you that you weren’t anything to her, that she didn’t want you, the memories came back. Your step father also never wanted you. Told you how worthless you were. Tried to convince your mother that she didn’t need you. Made her believe he was all that mattered, and once you were of age, you shouldn’t live in her house, because she was done raising you and was no longer required to be your mother.

             The empty, worthless, undesirable feeling was what you felt once again as Jiwoo took off. This was the second time someone meant to love you rejected you. It was different this time, and somehow so much worse than the first.

             You’d spent days lying on the floor in the spot you watched her vanish from. It wasn’t until a cockroach crawled past your face that you were even able to move. Food held little appeal. You couldn’t even look at the bed. The only reason you showered was because you smelled of bleach and vinegar after cleaning up the mess of glass, food, and insects from the ruined anniversary dinner. She told you that you were nothing to her, but the truth was, without her, your life was nothing.

             That’s when you decided to go back to the crossroads. Jiwoo said she no longer possessed your body. She didn’t want your soul. That meant both were yours to do as you please.

             You used a similar Altoid’s box, filled with the hexbag and your picture and buried it in the same area as 2 years ago. It was strange that the anticipation in waiting for the demon felt exactly the same as before. You didn’t know what to expect. Jiwoo made it clear she never even wanted you to meet him. A true Hell demon is how she’d described him. Would he not look human like her?

             “Mmm,” sounded behind you. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

             Turning to the voice, you saw a man, who other than being incredibly handsome, looked ordinary enough.

             He flashed his eyes, which glowed red just as Jiwoo’s had. “You called?”

             “J.seph?”

             His brows raised in disbelief and mouth fell a bit slack. “You know me?” He recovered and now looked both pleased and amused. “Well, this is a surprise. What can I do for you, doll?”

             The anxiety seemed higher this go-around, and you couldn’t stop from shaking, but you willed yourself to speak. “I want to make a deal.”

             He smirked and started circling around you, quite similarly to Jiwoo. “Let’s see how I can help with that.” As he got closer, he stopped in his tracks. He visibly took two deep sniffs and the smirk left his face. “Your hers.”

             Panic hit you and you started shaking your head. “I’m not. Not anymore. She ended our agreement. I’m no one’s now.”

             His eyebrow raised and smirk was back. “I wouldn’t be so sure, doll. It’s no cakewalk to break a blood contract.” Unashamed, he blatantly looked you up and down. “I see why she wanted you.”

             The fear was growing. You desperately wanted him to help you, but what if demons actually had loyalty and he wouldn’t because of Jiwoo. “Her contract with me is for my body. I want to make a deal using my soul.”

             Both his brows raised this time. “Is that so? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued.”

             Suddenly the air around you grew frigid. It was night, but somehow it seemed darker. Any sounds of crickets and cicadas stopped. Your body shook harder.

             “What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing?” Her voice echoed.

             You should have felt terror from her rage, but you turned around eager, excited. She came, and you hadn’t even made your deal yet. She also seemed incredibly upset about you summoning J.seph. If she was here to yell, maybe punish you, it meant she still cared.  

             When neither you or J.seph answered, she stepped closer, bellowing louder. “I asked what the fuck you think you’re doing?”

            J.seph seemed perfectly at ease. “We’re having a conversation.”

            She glared at him then snapped her attention to you. “I told you never to meet him.”

            “You also told me I’m nothing to you, so why would you care?” Inside you were so proud of yourself being able to clapback like that, but your body still quivered.

            Her eyes flared red. She turned her attention back to J.seph. “She’s already mine. You can’t make a deal, so you can leave now.”

            “Actually,” he grinned wide. “Her soul as it seems is perfectly up for grabs. So, it appears a deal can be made after all.”

            Jiwoo’s aura changed and it looked like Hellfire literally glowed around her. “This is your last warning, Seph. Get out now, or I’ll make Matthew’s job look like child’s play.”

            He chuckled, looking completely unphased. “Fine fine. I’m being summoned elsewhere any way.” He looked past her to you. “You know how to reach me when you’re ready for that deal.”

            Jiwoo screamed and actual fire emerged from her mouth. J.seph disappeared, which left you and you alone with her fury. She turned to you. “What’s fucking going on in your mind? How stupid are you?”

            Channeling the anger of your heart break, you clenched your fists. “Who are you to decide what I do with my life? It’s my soul. I can do what I want with it.”

             “You can’t even begin to understand what he’d do to your soul. Idiot. He’s a Hell demon. He’s not going to promise you kittens and rainbows in exchange for your soul.”

             “Why do you even care, Jiwoo?” Your voice hitched as your anger and hurt rose. “He was who I was meant to meet the first time I came to the crossroads. He would have had it in exchange for killing him. Or did you forget I’m not the soft innocent girl you’re making me out to be?”

             Jiwoo spat curses as she looked away from you. “I can’t believe how fucking moronic you truly are.”

             Hot tears poured down your cheeks. “Better an idiot in love than a pussy who can’t admit their feelings.”

             She instantly looked up. Her expression was a mixture of disbelief and outrage. Her voice was low as she spoke this time. “You’re calling me a pussy now?”

             Sniffling, you stood straight as you looked into her eyes. “Pussy, coward, scaredy-cat, wuss. Are you going to tell me you aren’t those things?”

             Her fiery aura glowed once more. She snarled at you then turned to walk away from you.

             “Because running away isn’t a pussy-move at all.”

             Before you could blink her face was before yours, her teeth bared. Her hand reached to wrap around your throat as it did days ago, but she didn’t touch you.

             More tears streaked your face. “You’re a liar too, Jiwoo,” you squeaked, no longer able to keep up the bravado.

             She still held anger in her brows, but her expression softened slightly. “And how’s that now?”

             You hiccupped, fully crying now. “You promised you’d never hurt me. Never make me feel pain.”

             She looked away. “This pain is your own doing.”

             A sarcastic laugh came from your mouth. “Of course, because loving you was actually just my desire to suffer.” Your anger was back as you looked at her this time. “But you won’t let me sell my soul because it’d suffer?”

             Her lip twitched before she pushed you to the ground. You’d hit a nerve and she was trying to regain control of the situation. That wouldn’t happen if you had any say. “I remember my step father destroying my family. I remember you tossing his severed head on my kitchen table. Is that also suffering I brought upon myself?”

             It was only for a second, but you saw regret cross Jiwoo’s face. You stood up to face her again. “This is bullshit, Jiwoo. It’s bullshit and you know it.” Your voice was faint as you whispered, “Why can’t you love me?”

             She began pacing. “It’s complicated.” That certainly was not the response she gave you days ago.

             “Who are you?”

             Jiwoo froze and met your gaze. “You know who I am.”

             “No. The Jiwoo I know never avoided questions. She was forthcoming about everything. She admitted her faults. She apologized. Most of all, she never hurt me or tried to.”

             For the first time, her marianismo was gone and she appeared conflicted, pained even. She ground her teeth. “I can’t. You don’t understand.”

             “Then explain it to me. The Jiwoo I used to know would have.”

             She did nothing now.

             Sighing, you wiped your eyes though liquid still fell from them. You were never going to win. Not when Jiwoo wouldn’t even give you answers as to why you could no longer be together. Knowing that was just as painful as when she threw you away. Nothing you could do would change her mind. Though it broke your heart further, you stretched your hand toward her. “Take your blood back.”

             Her mouth dropped in shock. “What?”

             “Take your blood back. Undo our contract.”

             She didn’t respond. Couldn’t.

             “You don’t love me. You won’t let me sell my soul. If I can’t have you, I want nothing from you, including our contract. You told J.seph I was still yours. Undo it.”

             A new emotion swept across Jiwoo’s face. Fear. You’d never seen it on her before. She whispered your name.

             You thrusted your hand at her again and yelled, “Take it back!”

             The two of you stared at each other for a long time. The crying had calmed your emotions. You still cried and were sad, but mostly felt numb now. You dropped your hand back to your side. “You can’t have it both ways, Jiwoo. Either you want me or you don’t. If I’m nothing to you, then end the contract.”

             Her brows were scrunched, conflict taking over her emotions again. “You don’t want this.”

             “You’re right, I don’t. But if you don’t want me, it’s not fair to keep me connected to you.” There was a little bit of hope, that because she seemed reluctant to actually breaking the contract instead of just saying it was null, that perhaps she would crumble and keep you.

             She was stalling now, ringing her hands. “It hurts. Physically. Removing my blood from yours.”

             “Nothing hurts more than not being chosen.” Of that you were an expert of.

             She tried to hide her emotions, but you saw her wince. Staying expressionless, she held her hand up. You watched as her nails turned to sharp claws. She used one to cut the palm of her hand open. Grabbing your hand, she did the same to you. Her magicks came to life around you, and as it pulled her blood from your veins , you fell to your knees. She wasn’t joking about the pain. She watched stoically, not flinching in the slightest while you shrieked out in agony. Then it all stopped.

             “It’s done.”

             When you looked up, she was gone. Jiwoo disappeared again, and you knew it was the last time you’d see your succubus.

#31 days of halloween #jiwoo #kard #kard jiwoo #jiwoo scenarios #kard scenarios #jiwoo fics #kard fics #kpop scenarios #kpop fics #kpop smut #smut

[misswoozi]

So i think that Bom would have considered having three partners before, but only decided to do it AFTER CL said she tried it. She'd ask a really similar group of people to help her with this but she'd also want them to be more gentle considering it would be her first time doing it and how someone as confident and sexually dominant as CL could barely handle it, so it would likely be Wonho, Shownu, and Jseph who she calls.

From there i think it would start pretty similar with them going to her place for drinks and finding out that she wants to try taking all of them at once but this time Shownu is the one to make the first move since he's done this before. He gets up, walks over behind Bom and starts to massage her to help her relax, rubbing her shoulders and then moving his hands around to play with her boobs while he starts to kiss her neck. Watching this and hearing Bom start to moan gets the other boys turned on, so when they join in Wonho goes to kiss her while J kneels down to kiss along her stomach and rub her thighs.

Between kisses, she tells them to help her get undressed and she is very quickly, but gently, stripped of her clothes and underwear. Everyone can see how wet she is just from the massaging and the kissing, but Bom knows shes not ready to start fucking the just yet, so she has them get undressed too so she can give them head to get them lubed up and because having something in her mouth will turn her on even more.

They all know just how good her blowjob skills are, so they'rebquick getting their pants off and taking out their dicks for her. She starts with Shownu and immediately starts to deepthroat him while she jerks off the other two. Then she does the same thing to Wonho before she pushes him on to his back.

Bom tells Shownu and Jseph to wait a minute while she starts to ride Wonho, getting used to feeling him inside of her. Then, she tells J to stand in front of her so she can suck him off like she did the others. After a few minutes of J and Wonho fucking her, Bom motions for Shownu to come over and put it in her butt. Everyone pauses while he gets down and slowly starts to push himself into her. She's already so sensitive and aroused that the feeling of taking him and being stuffed completely full sends her into her first orgasm. They let her catch her breath until she lets them know they can start moving, Shownu setting the pace that the others follow.

With all the boys being on edge, one by one they start fucking her faster to try and reach their own orgasms. This pushes Bom into her second orgasm, the feeling of which makes the boys cum as well. Jseph and Shownu pull out to cum on her boobs and butt respectfully while Wonho finishes inside of her. After catching their breath, the boys split up to help Bom clean up, get her food and water, and get her clean clothes to sleep in before cleaning themselves up and heading home. Bom herself is more than satisfied with how the night went, and might have even tried to keep going if any of them were willing, but if she were to do it all again it wouldnt be for another year. 🎮

MAAAAAAN, XBOX ANON. I THINK WE'VE REACHED A POINT WHERE YOU NEED YOUR OWN SMUT BLOG BECAUSE YOU'RE ON A FRIGGIN ROLL

first and foremost, I love the three guys she chose because I AGREE, she would choose three dudes who are patient and respectful and willing to do exactly what she asks (to the letter.)

I also love the idea of Bom getting this idea in her head and not being able to move forward until she tried it. ALSO??? good news for Shownu??? he gets to experience all these crazy things because he's every girl's first call when they need a super hot guy who they know they can trust??? (same w/ Wonho and J.Seph of course, they absolutely fit the bill, you made a great choice here)

all in all, as always, you've got my attention and changed my mind lmao you're amazing, my friend

#ily!!!! #xbox anon #bom smut #kard smut #j.seph smut #wonho smut #shownu smut #monsta x smut #2ne1 smut

[seokmattchuus]

Anniversary - Kim Taehyung (J.Seph)

A/n: I haven’t written soft smut in so long but I promise I tried my best, anon. I’m sorry. 

- Requested -

“I’ll be there at eight.” - 2:05 pm

“Don’t forget to dress up.” - 2:06 pm

You smiled at your phone before placing it back down on the bed, letting out a happy sigh as you rolled over.

Today was your third anniversary with Taehyung and you couldn’t be happier. You’d met him through your friend, Yuri, something about how he wanted to be set up with someone and you were the closest to his type. 

You agreed due to your curiosity - and because Yuri wouldn’t shut up about giving it a shot - but had you known that three years later you’d still be with him, you would have agreed a lot sooner.

It was around five when you decided to get ready, pulling some outfit choices from your closet and laying them on your bed before heading to the shower to start making yourself presentable.

When you were done, you started on your hair, drying it before straightening it. After, you turned and looked over your outfit choices one last time before picking up the crimson long sleeve with the black skirt.

As for makeup, you were torn between light and natural, or something dark and fall fitting, eventually choosing the latter.

It was around seven-thirty when you’d finally finished everything and you were in the process of putting on your heels when you heard a knock at your door. You hurried over, a small smile on your face as you grabbed your purse and keys off the counter.

“I’m early.” He smiled, looking down. “I just couldn’t wait.” He laughed, finally looking up at you. “You look great by the way.” 

“You act like you’ve never seen me dress up before.” You giggled, stepping through your door and locking it before walking down the hall. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” You smiled, your eyes taking in how good he looked dressed up.

“Well, I booked that new Italian place you’ve been talking about.” He smiled, taking your hand as you both stepped into the elevator. “And it’s been three years.” He smiled, his thumb running over the back of your hand. “I wanted tonight to be special.” 

“I would’ve been fine with something small.” You gave a shy smile, swinging your hands.

“And that’s why you deserve something more.” He smiled, bringing your hand up and giving it a kiss as the elevator stopped, the both of you walking to his car.

-

The night went by slow but you weren’t complaining. You’d both took your time eating, stopping every now and then to ask small questions about the other’s day.

“Should we get dessert?” He suggested. 

“That’d be nice.” You nodded. “Order for me, I’m going to go to the restroom.” You smiled before pushing your chair back lightly and walking to where you’d previously seen the bathroom sign. 

It wasn’t long before you came back, only having left to touch up your makeup. When you returned, you were just in time for the waiter to place down two cups of affogato before pouring the espresso over it.

“I saw you looking at it earlier.” He chuckled as the waiter walked away. “Is it because it involves coffee?” 

“Maybe.” You chuckled back before picking up your spoon and sticking it into a scoop of gelato so you could stir it, helping it melt faster.

-

The ride home was spent in a comfortable silence, one that continued on the way up to your door.

“I hate saying goodbye.” He muttered as you reached for your keys. 

“Then why don’t you stay?” You offered. “It’s not like it’d be the first time.”

“It’d be easier if you just moved in with me.” He started. “You still haven’t answered me.”

“I’ll give you an answer if you spend the night.” You raised a brow, dangling your keys in front of him and giggled as he shook his head playfully.

“Just hurry up and unlock the door.”

You quickly did so, smiling to yourself for a quick moment as you both walked in, tsking at him as he moved to sit on the couch.

“I have a surprise for you.” You piped up. “So meet me in the bedroom.”

You didn’t wait for an answer before turning to make your way to your room, heading straight for the pink bag that laid on your closet floor. You also grabbed one of Taehyung’s shirts on the way and walked into the restroom. 

You closed the toilet seat and set the bag on top of it, placing the shirt next to it. You slowly stripped down and placed your clothes in your hamper before changing into the black lingerie set, running your finger along one of the garters with a small smile. You couldn’t deny that just the thought of how he’d react already had you excited. 

You picked up his shirt and pulled it over you, your smile growing as it covered everything, checking your makeup one last time before grabbing the door handle.

“How much longer ar-” Taehyung called out but lost his words as you walked out, his eyes widening as he saw the small lace peep out from under the shirt as you leaned against the door frame. “Fuck.”

“You haven’t even seen it all.” You smirked, trying to put on your best ‘sexy voice’, though you were sure it was coming out the exact opposite of what you were trying for. 

You slowly walked the short distance between and slowly straddled his lap before your fingers went to grab the hem of your shirt to slowly pull it off of you. You couldn’t help but giggle as he groaned slightly, his hands moving towards your thigh to run his finger over the garter.

“And where did you get this?” He smirked, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as his finger trailed up to the hem of your panties, his finger tugging at it. 

“Why do you wanna know?” You cocked your head.

“’Cause I might have to buy you a new one.” He chuckled before rolling over so he was on top, one of his arms supporting him. “Key word: might.” He smirked, leaning down to peck your lips. “I want to take my time tonight.” He whispered, kissing you once more, his lips moving slowly against yours.

While his reaction wasn’t what you were expecting, you were completely fine with taking it slow. Especially when his lips slowly traveled down your neck, nibbling lightly along the way. Though it didn’t last long as he made his way passed your collarbones to kiss the top of your breast while pulling the thin fabric down so he could wrap his lips around your nipple, his eyes looking up to see your reaction while his tongue flicked over it.

It was his favorite. Seeing you with your lip between your teeth, the way your breath picked up and how your hips slightly wiggled under him. And if it wasn’t for him wanting tonight to be special, he’d have already ripped everything off you.

By the time he lips reached the hem of your panties, he looked up at you as he slowly pulled them off, letting them fall before spreading your legs and dipping his head to kitten lick at you.

“You always taste so good, baby.” He mumbled against you before licking slow stripes, occasionally moving to suck on your clit.

“Tae, please.” You whined, your hand moving down to tug on his hair. “I don’t want to wait.”

“But what if I do?” He raised a brow, sucking just a little harder on your clit, chuckling lightly at how your hips bucked into his face. “I want to make tonight last.”

“But I want you now.” You whined again. “Please.”

“I guess I can give into you for tonight.” He smirked, pulling away from you and working on his suit pants.

Your eyes focused on his hands, watching as they quickly worked on his belt and button. Next was his pants, his hands roughly shoving the garment down along with his boxers before moving to pump himself as he moved closer.

“You had no idea how hard it was to not do this earlier.” He groaned, sliding his tip along your slick folds. “You just looked so good.” He groaned again, pushing inside you slowly for emphasis.

“Shit-” You gasped, your head falling. 

Though it wasn’t the first time, Taehyung was just different. You’d never been able to get used to him. And with him slowly bottoming out, you couldn’t help but let out small whimpers as you felt all of him.

“Tae, move.” Your voice was small but he still heard it.

“You’re so impatient.” He chucked, but slowly started on a pace that wasn’t too much, but definitely not too little.

Your legs had somehow found their way to his waist and his hands eventually moved to lay on his forearms, his head falling onto your shoulder as his hips sped up slightly. The sudden action pulling a small gasp from you as your legs tightened their hold around him whiled he placed small kisses back along your neck, only aiming for the spots that he knew would have you melting under him.

“Taehyung-” You moaned out as he bit down on one those spots a little too hard, your walls clenching around him.

He couldn’t help the low groan that came out of him as he sped up his hips slightly. He may have wanted to take his time, but with how good you felt and how good every noise you made sounded, he couldn’t take it anymore.

And with how his newly set pace was hitting you just right, you weren’t sure you could either.

“Tae-I’m-” You started.

“Go ahead, baby.” He cut you off, one of his hands snacking between your bodies and down to your clit.

Your hand moved to his hair, lifting his head up and moving it so you could kiss him while your legs shook lightly around his waist while you came. Your orgasm had triggered his and his hips stilled, the both of you swallowing the other’s noises while you both came down from your highs.

Neither of you pulled away, too lost in each other for the time being before he suddenly rolled his hips, the sudden overstimulation pulling a small whimper from you before you pulled away and furrowed yours brows.

“I told you, baby.” He started, rolling his hips again.

“I want to make tonight last.”

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[multifandom-hoes]

Phone Call

Member: J.Seph || K.A.R.D

Genre: Romance, Smut

Short Summary: He was way too far away from her, but his needs were a must- they settled for a medium.

A/N: This gave me a chance to know that I now stan another Kim TaeHyung ;-)

Words: 1k

“This is going to be horribly weird, I hope you know.” She began with a sigh as she lay on her side, phone to her ear.

“I only suggested it, you were the one to agree.” His gentle voice reminded you with a chuckle. “Though… I literally have no idea how to start this.”

Quietly, her sigh made her tremble from the cold atmosphere in the room. “Ugh… So say… I am currently laying in my bed…” her voice, just like her cold body, was shivering with the uncomfortable feeling of embarrassment.

“Yes?” he quietly urged her on, waiting for more details.

“And… I am wearing no clothes…” she shyly confessed, rubbing her thighs together, her cheeks now being a crimson red.

“Same.” He bluntly stated. “Though I’m in a bathtub.” He also added and her eyebrow cringed.

“Are you even trying? You just killed the mood. I’m hanging up.” Her bluntness was as sharp as his, also partially because of her embarrassment of the whole situation.

Kim TaeHyung, or also known as a member of the new co-ed group that was attracting a lot of attention recently- J.Seph, was far, far away for a very, very long time. Long story short, he had been frustrated for weeks now, and through a lot of rejections from her- he was able to speak her into sex over phone.

“You know...” he suddenly whispered, his voice dropping in its usual soft timbre, being stained with the deepness of lust. “If I close my eyes, I can see you stroking my dick. Though it’s quite hard to accomplish, since your hands are tiny and soft, pushing at every crevice throughout the whole length, gently pushing your thumb at my tip. Now that I think about that, that’s so hot- you definitely know how to please me, Baby.”

Her eyes widened at the unexpected verbal attack, and her chest tightened, however, through her obvious shock she still knew she had to continue to not kill off the vibe. “You can’t even believe how frustrated I am to not being able to touch you like that, Tae. You really don’t. My body is shivering from the thought of your dick being at my pussy, and I’m not even speaking about your thrusts. Oh God…” she gasped gently, rubbing her thighs again, parting them afterwards and snaking her hand towards the entrance.

She heard him huff lightly, and a small smile appeared on her face. She could imagine his flushed face from both the foam in the bathroom and his frustration as he pumped his dick. “You can’t even believe what kinds of things I am planning to do with you when I come back home, Baby.” He huffed again.

“And what are those things? Care to share?” she asked shyly as her finger entered her core, a wavy breath leaving her lips right into her phone.

She heard his own gasp then, and she knew that his eyes were wide as he imagined her. “I’ll come back home, pin you to the wall and my hands will be roaming all over your body as my tongue will be shoved down your throat, tasting everything.

“Then, my fingers will travel down to your dripping pussy and tease you mercilessly, just like you’re doing right now. Through your clothes, I will rub them against your pussy, getting you a taste of your own medicine, and you’re going to enjoy it.”

“But I’m not teasing you.” She breathed heavily, her mind getting clouded and phone now only being held to her ear by the pillow and head alone, her second hand joining her heat to help stimulate her orgasm.

He ignored her meek words, though, and continued to inform her of what was yet to come. “Then, I’ll take you to the bedroom and drop you on the bed, possibly tie your hands back, or on the bed post, and eat you out, using my teeth gently to tease you even more, to make it more sensual, and you would be just about to cum I would stop.” His voice was low, and breathing ragged. With a ping she realized that she wasn’t breathing, so she opened her mouth to gulp in big amounts of air.

“You’ll be on your knees begging for me to eat you out again, to fuck you up so bad that you wouldn’t be able to walk straight for the next couple of days. Your juices would be dripping from your pussy, but you wouldn’t care because you would be so focused on me.

“After giving it a thought, I will simply comply, of course, and then I’ll pound into you so bad that you’ll see stars, your eyes rolling back and head lolling all over, your hair a mess in my hands as I’d hold onto you.”

“Fuck, TaeHyung!” she yelled weakly, her back arching in a semi-circle, thighs shaking from excitement as she imagined everything happening vividly. His strong arms embracing her and his dark hair falling over his eyes as he breathed into her mouth, his eyes thin slits of lust as he stared at her bared body under him.

“I’m close, Baby.” He moaned, getting turned on from her soft curses and loud moans. “I’m so fucking close and I can’t even get a glimpse at your beautiful form. Fuck.” Showing off his annoyance was sexy on him, but he rarely did it, so hearing those words coming from Kim TaeHyung himself was a blessing all on its own.

“I’m dripping so much right now, that I’m sort of glad that you can’t see me. My nipples alone send shivers down to everywhere.” It sounded like a complaint, but she was happy with the final outcome of how their phone call ended up.

“I’m coming.” His words were softer now, and she heard water splashing as he increased his pace.

A soft smile escaped past her lips, and she nodded her head in agreement to his voice, only to soon realize that he could not see her. “Same… Here…” her voice was broken and raw, but she definitely had no regrets about that night.

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[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

KARD hours, send me your KARD related headcanon/fantasy and I will write a little blurb for it!

Smut, fluff, angst all allowed

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[pastel-galaxy]

KARD// BM X Reader// Make-out Pt. 1

A/N: This could be seen as a continuation of my last post, or just a general post. It's not dire that you read that one before this one, just thought I should let you know. Enjoy ;)

Genre: suggestive fluff?? I guess...😳

Warnings: Makeout session ...-ish.

Pairings: Big Matthew/Reader

PART 2 IS IN THE WORKS.

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Matthew was sat comfortably on the sofa under your weight. Both is his hands resting on your waist as he looks up at you.

You could have sworn you guys were having a really interesting conversation before..but you don't exactly know where that conversation went. Or what it was even about. It seemed to have evaporated into thin air when Matthew first glanced up at you with those eyes of his.

The air was thick with silence, you weren't sure what to do. As much as you wanted to relieve some of the tension, you couldn't seem to draw yourself away from his heavy gaze, weren't sure what to do when his eyes finally shifted from yours, scanning slowly over your body that sat comfortably on his lap, and back up, only to catch your eyes again. It was getting hard to keep your nerves at bay.

Your body jumped in shock when you felt him suddenly offer a squeeze to your hips, hands gliding down to rub the outside of your thighs afterwards. He smirked sexily at your reaction, eyes having never left your own, and that's when you lost your composure.

Blood rushed frantically into your cheeks and ears, and you couldn't bring yourself to look up from your fingers. They play with the hem of the big sweater your wearing, well, practically drowning, in. It was his, of course, and the already lingering scent of him from when he's worn it in the past, mixed with the similar smell of Matthew himself as he sat beneath you was almost intoxicating.

Seconds pass and nothing is said. Matthew's hands are still on your thighs, rubbing small circles with his thumbs through your tights. He made no other move than this, however. It was as if he was waiting for you to initiate something.

"Um..Matt.." Your voice came out meek, not quite how you had pictured.

"Hm?" He hummed, not even the slightest muscle moving in his face. Though, his thumbs did pause their torment on your sensitive thighs. You noticed the very slightly-intensified rise and fall of his chest as he breathed quietly.

"Is everything oka-" Before you could even voice your concern, his body bent lower, lips stopping yours in their tracks.

You inhaled sharply in surprise, but wasted no time in melting into the kiss. It was almost instinct for your arms to reach up and wrap around his neck. Your fingertips, that just barely peeked out of the sweater sleeves, played with the blunt hair at the back of your boyfriend's neck.

This continues for a few minutes. Soft, innocent kisses that have just the perfect mix of sweetness and passion in them. You're falling into a trance, the setting around you disappearing as it turns into just you and Matthew. You only feel Matthew. Nothing else exists.

That was until you felt the first nibble on your bottom lip. With this, your eyes snapped open, quickly becoming a flustered mess. You giggled nervously, hiding your face in Matt's shoulder. His deep chuckle resonated through his chest; you can feel his breath fan lightly over your neck.

"Look at me, princess.." he whispers gruffly, attempting to lean back to look at you. You just whine, burying yourself further into him.

"No no.." he chimes, and you couldn't even blink before he picked you up as if you were but a leaf, lying you on the couch beneath him. You, not having anywhere to hide, could only turn your head to avoid his eyes. However this solution was short lived, as you felt yourself become liquid once his thumb and forefinger guided your chin back up, forcing you to look at him.

"I said look at me~"

You could hear the sternness in his gentle voice, swallowing thickly the lump in your throat. You could feel the waves of heat crashing from all directions on your body. You could smell the scent of his clogne getting stronger as your senses heightened. You could see the way the muscles in his biceps flexed as he used them to hover above your frail body.

All of your senses were flooded, except for one. And you weren't sure if you were ready for that fifth sense to be stimulated.

Sure, you and Matthew had kissed before. Some more passionate than others. But.. you've never...made out with anyone before. You found it silly and childlike, but Matthew always reassured you it wasn't that big a deal. That when it happens it happens. That rushing it is a pointless chase.

But now you kind of regret listening to that advice, seeing as now, you have no idea what you're doing. Yes, you've seen it in movies or whatever but you knew better than to believe what you see in those. They always made it seem that this would be easy going, a smooth interaction that will just...happen with no worries.

Obviously untrue. Because now as you are in the situation, your mind is blank. Almost as if you've forgotten how to kiss in general. You're not sure what to do with your hands. Which side should you tilt your head when he leans in again? Should you take the lead, or let him keep control? What if you make a stupid mistake and clash your teeth or something? What if he laughs at you because you make a silly mistake and he never wants to do this again.

Questions and worries run laps around your head, making you more light headed than you already were. Your shaking hands grip the cushions beneath you as you feel Matthew's body heat surrounded your own frame. Small and fragile compared to his. It made your body hotter than it already was.

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" Matthew spoke softly, a gentle smile gracing his perfect lips. He brushed a strand of hair from your face, that softer side of his paying a brief visit.

You couldn't answer, lips quivering, tingling in prolonged anticipation. You looked up at him with big, doe eyes, flicking your gaze from his orbs, to his lips, and back again repeatedly. He seemed to have read your mind somehow, because his smile brightened and his thumb moved to brush along your jaw comfortingly. You flinched at the sudden contact to your sensitive skin, but quickly leaned into it, your body beginning to crave any form of your boyfriends touch.

"Stop worrying, babygirl. I've got you. I won't do anything you don't want me to. We can start slow." He spoke with such a caring tone, you were practically melting more and more into the sofa cushions by the second. You could do nothing but nod dumbly, reaching up to curl your fingers in Matthew's t-shirt.

He smiled at your actions, calling you cute before quickly crashing his lips into yours once more.

As promised, he started off slow. Just like you agreed to. Except...it was almost...too slow. After the first kiss, his lips barely touched yours for the following ones. You were almost convinced he was trying to tickle your lips at this point. His breath fanned over your face, and by the shit-eating smirk stealing his lips, occasionally, you could tell he knew he was being a tease. You didn't like it.

"Matthewwww.." you whined, covering your face after what seemed like the third smirk within the last seven minutes.

"Aww, my embarrassed baby. I thought you wanted me to go slow, no? I mean, I can go a little faster if you'd like, but are you sure you can handle that, baby?" He asked with such a smug voice you could have hit him right then and there...lucky for him your hands were too busy clinging for dear life onto his shirt.

"Stop teasing me." You pouted, earning a loud chuckle from the man above you, his head hanging down as he laughed. You only pouted harder. Finally he looked up at you, amusement still evident in his gleaming eyes. He leans closer, suddenly, towards your ear, nipping it with his teeth so quickly you could barely feel it, before whispering softly, sweetly.

"As you wish, Princess~"

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[joon-bugs]

Saturday Nights

~Hi long time no see (this is Jo by the way) so I’m HELLA busy with school and such and this story might have been done for like two months and never thought to post it BUT I hope all my fellow wild kards like this BM story (ALSO all my stray kids lovers I got a Hyunjin story in the process but don’t wait up bc I might fuck around and not post it till June lol)~

Word count: 5000+

Pairing: BM (KARD)

Genre: uhhhh romanceangstsmut? Best friends turned lovers

Warnings: swearing, nipple play, oral f receiving, sex

“He was the only boy who could break you out of your shell, the only one you’d allow to play matchmaker out of all of your friends because he knew you better than anyone. Now your friendship had to thrive off of video calls, text messages, and social media. It had been quite a long time since he came home. But the boy you missed with every inch of your body was back from the place where he went to follow his dreams. He couldn't let his potential go to waste..and you wouldn't let him.”

~Hi there, I’m back so there’s a soundtrack to this story if you want to listen to the song while reading I’m going to insert them as you read (bolded and italicized)~

Saturday Nights- Khalid

The golden sunset was comfortably nestled into the trees lying before you. Another cloud of sour smoke billowed in and out of your lungs, as you passed the blunt to your best friend. He was finally back home. When you were little he’d always force you into two-person dance competitions and freestyle battles, although you were nowhere near a rapper, and dragged you to musical auditions and even the school dance.  

He was the only boy who could break you out of your shell, the only one you’d allow to play matchmaker out of all of your friends because he knew you better than anyone. Now your friendship had to thrive off of video calls, text messages, and social media. It had been quite a long time since he came home. But the boy you missed with every inch of your body was back from the place where he went to follow his dreams. He couldn't let his potential go to waste..and you wouldn't let him.       It was 2010 when he told you he finally decided to move. You thought he meant downtown LA, not South Korea. Trying to stop him wasn’t an option. When his mind was set it was set. The only regret you had was not following him when he gave you the option. He had plans of conquering the streets of Seoul with his best friend, that best friend being you. He suggested you could transfer to Kyung Hee University while he became a trainee. He even presented you with informational pamphlets and offered to pay half of your plane ticket. His persevering attitude ate away at you for weeks, you couldn’t blame him you’ve gone everywhere together since you were in diapers. Telling him no was the hardest thing you had done. You knew how bad he wanted this for you two, he was so determined to bring you along. But alas the king kard was back in the driver's seat of your old Jeep and at your favorite place. The lack of doors and the cloth top let the warm summer breeze take the smoke away. “What are thinking about Y/N,” Matthew asked you, his voice deep and smooth like a cup of French roast. “Just about how much of a hard working badass you are.” You said, exhaling smoke and passing the blunt. “This could be us but you’re playing.” He sang in response, using your hand as a microphone before grabbing the blunt. “Matthew you know why I didn't go with you.” The now red sun graced your face and you took your phone out to try to capture the moment. “Because this was something I had to do for myself and you needed to find your way here.” He mocked you using his fingers as quotation marks, the blunt still dangling in his right hand. “Don’t mock me, Kim, I happen to be extremely happy managing LACMA.” “Y/N you shouldn’t be managing it your art should be in it, but whatever makes you happy makes me happy kid.” The fond smile that split his cheeks made you follow behind him. His smiles could instantly make you happy, you loved that about him. It reminded you of the smile he had when he told you he was finally going to ask out the girl from his dance studio and how you went back to your aunt’s house later that day and cried for hours because you finally worked up the courage to tell him how you felt and now he’s fawning over some other girl. Luckily you weren’t still in love with him... well you didn’t think you were. Honesty- Pink Sweat$

“Matthew, what's your biggest fear?” “Not trying hard enough and you know… the dark. What about you?” “Loving someone and they don't reciprocate it.” You attempted to answer him nonchalantly while lighting another blunt. The taste of weed and blueberry from the cigarillo wrapper danced in your lungs before you exhaled. “There are so many people that love you. I mean what’s there not to love? Relationship wise just be patient.” Damn, you could say the same thing about him especially the ‘what’s there not to love part’ what did he mean by that? The familiar flutter in your stomach that you learned to ignore resurfaced. Everything you noticed about the way he’d grown just added more things to your list. The more you added the deeper you fell. “You’re not scared of falling too deep and the person you love doesn’t… it’s just I don’t even know it's scary.”  

It’s quiet, you could tell what you had just said changed the atmosphere. With the two of you staring at the freshly changed night sky above you. The last time you were alone here together, Matthew was telling you goodbye as you cried into his chest. If he had known that you were crying because you were afraid to lose him, that you regret not saying something instead of crying just because you'll miss him things would probably be much different now. This shift didn’t necessarily feel bad your feelings definitely resurfaced. Maybe you’d tell him tonight. Matthew’s hand lazily landed on your knee as he studied the sky as if the answer was written in the stars.

“Thinking about it too much is all wrong, love happens on its own time.” You couldn’t tell if it was hopeful thinking or if you were making a mistake bringing this up. Maybe your high was making you blind right now, or there really was no doubt in your mind that you were going to tell him tonight. You reached for his hand, gripping it tight in your small one, hoping he wouldn’t pull away. You took your eyes off the sky and looked down to where you two are connected. Out the corner of your eye, you saw a smile dancing at his lips. Now’s the time, this is the time to finally tell him. One step towards Matthew, or maybe one away from your best friend. “Do you remember Alessandra from the dance studio?” You asked him, shattering the silence. “Yeah that girl was crazy I was so far gone for that girl I didn't even notice.” “I remember when you told me you were going to ask her out. You were so excited.” You threw the roach out of the jeep into the red gravel beneath the car. “You should’ve stopped my blind ass.” Little did he know. “You right… I should have.” Your eyes were now focused on scenery. You and Matthew ’s place was a cliff overlooking the city.

“Believe me I wanted to.” You mumbled the last part under your breath hoping he wouldn’t hear you. You tried to play it off by grabbing his Crooks and Castles hoodie from the back seat, putting it on and placing your hand back where it was. “What do you mean Y/N? You keeping secrets?” He asked you, never letting anything go unnoticed. He flipped his hand and interlocked your fingers with his. “After you told me about her I drove back to my aunt’s house and cried for hours because she finally convinced me to tell you I liked you. Shit, I still do...  honestly I never stopped. I’m sorry if me saying this makes you feel weird, I’m sorry if I’m fucking us up but I just can’t keep ignoring the fact that I want more.” You could feel him looking at but you couldn’t quite read his expression without looking at him which was the very thing you didn't want to do. Your already red eyes began to water afraid of what he might say or how he might react. You had a little hope because his hand was still tangled with yours.

Get You- Danial Caesar ft. Kali Uchis “Really?” You closed your eyes to keep yourself from seeing his reaction, your first tear falling down your cheek. “I mean, yeah, I’ve dated a few guys but they never made me feel the way you do. And that’s coming from you just treating me as your best friend and I tried to ignore it so I wouldn’t mess us up but I just can’t anymore.” You threw your head back in distress, you now had a steady flow of tears. “Hey hey hey look at me. You’re fine it’s just me.” He said, and trying to calm you he pulled your hand up to his mouth and pushed gentle kisses into the back of it. “I know I’m just scared. I’ve been scared.” “Is that why you brought the fear thing up because you were afraid I wouldn’t love you back?” “Do you know how terrifying it is to be in love with your best friend? Fear has consumed me ever since you left. I didn’t want to lose you. I was afraid that you’d go over there fall in love with an idol and I’d have to show up to your wedding like I was fine. But I settled for friendship because I knew it was better to have that than nothing at all. But now I’m here looking like an idiot and confessing my love like a fucking Nicholas Sparks movie.” You wiped your face with the sleeve of his hoodie. “C’mere.” He replied, hopping out of the jeep and walking to the front, before sitting on the bumper. You followed him, standing sheepishly in front of him, his tall figure making you feel small. He pulled you in between his legs by the pockets of your hoodie and enveloped you in a hug. “Don’t ever worry about losing me.” He put his index finger under your chin so that you had to look up at him. “I’ve been about you and I always will be.” The sincerity in his voice comforted you. You finally looked in his eyes you could tell he was serious and it wasn’t his intoxication talking. His eyes flickered between your glossy eyes and your lips, his own hovering above yours. You felt the hesitation between the two of you, unable to read his next move. Your mind shifted to the butterflies you felt moving around unforgivably fast. You looked away unable to bear the intensity of this moment before he pulled you back into him by the hoodie strings. He bent down so his lips met yours. He kissed you slowly and passionately. The new feeling turned the butterflies into comforting electric shocks. He let go of the hoodie strings and pushed you by the small of your back bringing you further into his embrace, deepening the kiss. His phone vibrated against your leg interrupting your kiss.

“Ignore it” he moaned into your mouth. “No Matt answer it, it might be important.” You protested, pulling away from him. He yanked his phone out the pocket of his shorts. “Hey, Kenny what’s up?” “Big Matthewwwwwwwwwwww what’s up boy, what you doing?” “I’m with my girl what’s up?” His girl sounded better when you were the definition. “Kosta and I are throwing a party tonight stop by, we all miss yo cute ass.” “Bet we might swing by.” “Oh hey bring Y/N fine ass too.” Three beeps signaled that Kenny hung up.  

“What does he mean,’ bring Y/N fine ass too’? What’s he want to see you for, you’re  my fine ass now.” “C’mon let's make our first appearance as King and Queen KARD.” You demonstrate as if your hands were a billboard.

~2 hours later~  Sativa- Jhene Aiko ft. Swae Lee The night sky turned from indigo to black falling deeper into the night as you and Matthew walked from your house to Kosta’s. You could hear the music as you walked closer, the bass from the speakers mimicking the feeling of your heart. What would your friends say? How would they react? How would Kenny react considering the fact that he had a crush on you and every other girl he had made eye contact with?       You walked past the wooden gate and into the backyard, a path you had taken throughout high school and college. The smell of weed, vape, and alcohol mixed together to the perfect harmony of the music. “Matthew, my boy you’re back!” Kenny and Kosta brought him into a handshake hug welcoming him back to his old stomping ground.

“Y/N sweetheart long time no see.” Kenny flirted. You offered back a sheepish wave.

“So Matthew where’s your girl? You bring her?” Kosta asked him, playfully nudging Matthew’s shoulder. You could smell Angry Orchard and Smirnoff sours on his breath. Now’s your time.

“That’d be me.” You stepped up and held Matthew’s hand in the air as if he just won a boxing match. “Y/N, baby, What about us?” Kenny whined. Kosta walked away shaking his head at Kenny. “Kenny, honey, there was never an us I've been about this one.” You answered, grabbing Matthew’s arm and holding it as if it was a trophy. “HOW BOUT SOME SHOTS FOR OUR NEW COUPLE!?” A very proud Kosta yelled, appearing with a bottle of Hennessy.

“Man just give me the bottle.” Matthew swooped it up and led you to a less crowded part of the party.

“Thanks for the bottle Kos!” You shouted to your friend over the music as you walked away.

“Three each?” Matthew asked before pouring a shots worth in his mouth. “Three each??? Three can get me drunk, three gets you, buzzed big guy.” You argued before taking down your first one. You kissed your teeth trying to suppress the burning sensation. No chaser, great. You were gonna be drunk as hell.

“Fine, I guess I’ll do five.” With every shot the more the alcohol consumed the both of you. Alcohol had always made you ten times more exaggerated than your normal personality but henny wasn't just alcohol. You stood up and led him to the patch of grass that had been determined as the ‘dance floor’. You began swaying your body to the music, living in the moment. Matthew grabbed your hips and began grinding against you painfully slow. It could’ve just been dancing but the Hennessy in your system made you more sensitive to his touch creating a dense cloud of sexual tension between you. You were relaxed in his hold, knowing that whatever happened you’d be safe with him. This behavior wasn’t anything new he had always danced with you at parties but tonight there was a possibility over a new outcome. Slowly and definitively you danced into him grabbing his neck to support you. In response, he ran his hands up and down your waist, your movements combining together blooming anticipation. Sensuously and almost animalistic you moved against him, matching the movement of his hips. For someone so tall he still fit your body perfectly, as if you were made for each other. You could feel the excitement between you causing the tension to thicken. He rhythmically added pressure to your ass from behind concentrating on you. He lowered himself so he could attack your neck with needy kisses leaving the potent smell of Hennessey. You spun around to meet his lips with yours but before you got the chance he stopped you. He was so close you could see the shadow he cast on your chest. You could hear his heavy breaths in your ear you could feel his heart beating against your shoulder. You danced like this for the next few songs, feeling as if it was just you and him. His hands slide down to rest on the back pockets of your short, his fingers playings with the loose fragments of denim from the distressed rips. He pulled you closer, your body fully flushed against him and you could feel the beginnings of an erection as he pressed against you. The music came to a dramatic stop and a drunken Kenny came over the speaker. “It was great seeing all of your beautiful faces but the cops are out front ya’ll gotta leave.”

Bodies shuffled back through the path and everyone was greeted with flashes of red and blue lights. The now cool wind hit you as you left the backyard.

“I don’t care where you go just get out of here.” A  policeman yelled,  pointing his flashlight in everyone's faces. You grabbed Matthew’s hand and pulled him towards the sidewalk to escape from the bright lights. Once you were finally away from the crowd of people you two were alone again. He held you tight like a prize he had won at the fair, forbidding you to walk normally. “Who knew today would end like this.” He whispered, his chin relaxed on your head. “I don’t know who you bought weed from but blame them.” You’d been high plenty of times before but it never made you reveal any secrets. “I don’t want this night to end.” He released you from his hold and spun you around so your chest met his. “The one place to go from here is up.” You told him, murmuring against his lips. “You’re gonna have to blame the henny for this.” Your teeth clashed into his, your breaths hot as they washed over your faces. Matthew tugged you into the bushes by your hands, pressing you deep into the foliage. He lay small pecks on your jawline, nipping every so often in between. His hands roamed up your bare legs and you shivered at the feeling. You had just begun to wrap your arms around his neck when a sharp twig stabbed you in the eye.        ‘Ow!” You yelled, holding the injury.        “What’s wrong? You good?” Matthew asked immediately, cradling your face to inspect the damage. His hands were large and warm and safe. You leaned into his touch, smiling.        “Just a dumbass branch. I'm ok.” You looked up at him in reassurance. You put your fingers to his lips and gave a sly wink.        “Now kiss me.” You tried to pull him closer but he pulled away with a grimace.        “I’m not doing this in a bush Y/N. C’mon.” He yanked you free, keeping you near his side. After a few minutes, you couldn’t hold in your question. “Matthew, where the hell are we going? The buzz was wearing off and you were left feeling irritated and very very horny. He gave your hand a squeeze. “Back to your place. Don’t tell me you’re that trashed where you don’t remember where you live?” He chuckled and you blushed before flipping him off. “Screw you I’m not even drunk.”

L$D- ASAP Rocky “Oh, I plan too.” He tossed a wink your way, effectively silencing you. The walk was thankfully short, as it was apparent the two of you couldn't wait any longer. You were currently trying to unlock your door as Matthew kissed the back of your neck. You scrambled to open the door and almost cried in relief when it did. Matthew took this as a signal to pick you up by the back of your knees. You wrapped your legs around his waist and attached your lips to his, moaning as he sucked on your tongue. You scrunched the fabric of his shirt feeling the material bunch under you. It was getting hot, too hot. You needed to get the stupid hoodie off of you. “I need you.” He moved from your mouth to your ear, licking the shell of it. “You already have me. But let me take care of you first.” You took in a shaky breath, the image turning you on beyond measure. You gyrated your hips, hoping this would get him to move faster. This seemed to do the trick. The two of you fumbled into your room, blind in the dark space. But it didn’t matter. Not when he was touching you like that. You were placed on a  hard surface and you heard the crash of several things falling to the floor. You wondered briefly what it was when Matthew weaved his hands through your hair and tugged, baring your neck for his taking. His lips were scorching, sucking welts into your skin which made you squirm. Had it always felt this good before? You knew no one else had ignited something so wild inside of you. Leave it to your best friend to hold the key to your body. “Gonna make you feel so good.” Matthew hummed, the vibrations going straight to your crotch. You gasped, rubbing your thighs together to relieve the tension. A large hand parted them and grasped between them, cradling your heat. “Oh fuck.” “Shit Y/N.” He whispered, rubbing the area at a slow pace. You curled up into his touch, thrashing on the hard surface. “Bed. Now.” You grabbed the front of his pants, smiling when he choked. You were lifted off of the flat object and placed on the bed, the smell of dryer sheets filling your nostrils. You looked up at Matthew, the evening light providing enough illumination for you to see his heaving chest and tousled hair. You sat up, your legs touching his. You placed your hands hesitantly on the bottom edge of his shirt, your heart racing. Matthew nodded, letting you remove his top half. Of course, you had seen him shirtless before, but never in this context. Your mouth went dry at the sight, your fingers twisting nervously over one another. “Hey, hey. It's just me Y/N. Don’t have to be worried.” He leaned down to press a soft kiss to your temple, melting your anxiety. His kisses traveled around the sides of your face and on the sides of your neck, before coming to rest back on your lips. These kisses were slow...but deeper, more sensual. You soon found yourself trapped between Matthew and the mattress, becoming putty in his touches. His hands explored the curve of your waist, ending at the top of your shorts. He gazed at you, licking his lips. “Can I?”            “Y-Yeah. Of course.” The scratchy denim was slid down your thighs in a flash, the sudden cool air bringing goosebumps. The textured pads of your best friend’s digits began to rub the underside of your foot, massaging the day's earlier stress away. You groaned, fisting the sheets tightly.                “How does that feel?” He kissed each toe of each foot, venturing to your ankles.               “So good..” Your eyes had fallen shut and you could focus on nothing but Matthew’s caresses. His touch traveled upward, closer to where you needed him most. You squirmed impatiently.              “Gonna take all day big guy?” He paused, looking at you from lidded eyes.            “My boys used to fuck with me talking about how fine you were and I never really noticed till I got back and now all this is in front of me and I have it all to myself.” His mouth slid along your outer thigh before stopping at the bottom of your underwear. “And I’m going to make every second of this unforgettable.” He breathed lightly, the air cooling the wetness between your thighs. You twitched at the sensation and huffed, dragging your nails down the sheets. “Matt-” You were cut off by the feeling of your bottom half being exposed completely. He took in a sharp breath. “Damn, Y/N.” He murmured, taking in the naked sight of you. The urge to cover yourself increased tenfold and you moved to do so, but Matthew was quicker. He pinned your arms above your head with one of his hands and shook his head at you. “Don't hide from me. Not when you look this gorgeous.” He ran a finger over your clit lightly and you jerked, not expecting the touch. “You're so sensitive..” He stroked the area again and you bit your lip, stifling a moan. “I'm gonna take good care of you.” He assured, wetting his lips before lowering his head and flicking his tongue out. “Shit.” You hissed, tossing your head to the side. The sensation had your toes curling, and you wondered if you might die right then and there. You thought you would when Matthew took the initiative and buried his face between your thighs, licking and sucking. Your hands freed themselves from his grasp and flew to grab at his hair, your nails digging into his scalp. Matthew winced and you relaxed a little, not wanting to hurt him. He lay on the bed and hooked your legs over his broad shoulders, before continuing to eat you out. You let out a string of moans, marveling at the skills the man below you possessed. You canted your hips into his mouth, the pleasure inside you rising. It had never happened this quickly before. The boys you had messed around with were laughable in the face of the cunnilingus master that was Matthew. Jesus this was what you had been missing. “Matthew, please. Touch me.” Without missing a beat, one of his hands came up to cup your breast under your sweatshirt, massaging the warm skin, as he used his thumb to stimulate your nipple. It sprang up in your bra after a moment and your head started swimming at the override of sensational rapture. You covered your hand over his, before deciding it was time to get rid of the rest of your clothing. You pulled the article over your head, jostling Matthew, who looked up at you in confusion, his chin glistening. “Let me.” He said, helping you with the rest of the clothing item. It thudded to the floor, leaving you in nothing but your bra. You rubbed your arms, the small hairs there rising in response to the cold. Matthew moved to kneel before you, towering over you even in this state. Using his knuckles he brushed the naked flesh of your shoulders and you took in a shaky breath when he kissed that same spot. His lips traveled south, leaving wet trails down to the top of your bra. He nipped at it, staring at you as he did so. Breathing had become much more difficult. “Are you still okay with this Y/N? We can stop if it's too much.” Matthew leaned back to give you space to think things over but you didn’t need it. There was no doubt in your mind that you wanted this. Wanted him. You reached around and unclasped your bra, letting it leave your body. Matthew’s eyes went wide and his mouth hung open at your boldness. You arched your back, giving him a full view of your chest. “Don’t back out on me now.” His mouth was suddenly attached to your nipple, as he sucked and teased. You pulled his head closer to you, closing your eyes and sighing in contentment. Matthew gave attention to the other nipple as well, until you were panting out needy pleas to him. He moved back onto his knees and unbuckled his belt, flinging it somewhere in the darkness. He yanked his jeans down and off, those adding to the pile of scattered clothing. You stared down at his manhood, gaping at the size of it. It seemed he had the same idea as you when it came to underwear that day. “I can see why they call you ‘Big Matthew’ now.” You let out a chuckle, the humor diffusing the sexual tension in the room. Matthew laughed along with you, grabbing his middle as he struggled to breathe. Once he had finished, he kissed the tip of your nose fondly and you lowered your hands to his erection in curiosity. It barely fit in your hand, but you held it as best as could, twisting your wrist experimentally. Matthew twitched, calling out your name in a whine. You smirked at his needy behavior and began to rub his shaft quickly until it was slick and red. Matthew’s head was thrown back, his Adam's apple bulging as he swallowed. After one hard tug, he swiveled his gaze to you, his eyes blown out. “Fuck, Y/N.”  He scrambled off the bed and dug into his pant’s pockets, pulling out a packaged square. You raised an eyebrow at this and he shrugged. “Never know when you’ll need it. I’m not about to be a dad anytime soon.” He slid down the condom over himself before using his shoulders to push your body down as he licked the underside of your jaw. You reached up to bury your hands in his hair, opening your legs wider to accommodate him. He reached down to position himself and you took in a sharp breath. “Tell me if it hurts okay?” You gave a nod, bracing yourself. He eased himself inside you and you grit your teeth, feeling the stretch of your walls as they tried to take in the size of him. It hurt just as much as you expected, but that didn’t stop a noise of pain to blow past your lips. Matthew stilled inside you, his breathing deep. “You good?” “Yeah, yeah. Just give me a minute.” Matthew waited until you gave the okay then slowly thrust his hips, holding yours down to give himself more control. These movements soon picked up speed once you became adjusted and the bed squeaked as you two clung to each other. Sweat slicked the sheets and your skins, heated grunts the only sound in the room. Matthew suddenly pulled you up onto his lap, the angle hitting your g-spot. You clung to his shoulders, trying your best to meet his thrusts as he bucked up, cradling your head in the crook of his neck. “I love you Y/N.” He whispered into your ear. “I love you too. Always have.” You claimed his mouth this confession, feeling your inner muscles clench. Matthew reached down to flick your clit, and you screamed, having an orgasm so intense you saw white. You tugged at his scalp, riding out your high as he met his. His hips stuttered before he came, your name falling off his lips like a prayer. He collapsed on the bed, rolling you over so that you were nestled in his arms. Everything you have ever wanted but was always too scared to get was finally yours. His muscular arms felt as familiar as home but better.

Blessed- Daniel Caeser

You spent what felt like an endless night like this. Mexican food from your favorite taco truck around the block, driving to the cliff and watching the sunset, getting high and making brownies, and watching scary movies in the daytime with a pile of blankets because you were both too scared. Trying to avoid the inevitable was easy when you were with him. The feeling of happily ever after shown effortlessly through your smile spreading from ear to ear. Your thoughts were distracted by Matthew shuffling through a pile of clothes like a dog digging in the sand. “Hey Y/N do you know where my one blue dress shirt is I can’t find it.” He looked back at your sprawled out body on the bed. “I hung it up in my closet, what do you need it for I thought you didn’t have plans tonight?” “I need to start getting my clothes together I have to leave next week.” “What?” “I have to leave next week.” “I just don't get it.” You said,  your head in the palms of your hands as your head shook in denial. “Don’t act like this you knew I had to leave.” The sound of hangers against the metal closet rang through the room. “You never told me when.” “You knew I couldn't stay forever what did you expect?” He snapped, twisting his body around so he could look you in the face. “I don’t know I’m just hurt… confused.” “I’m sorry if I knew you were going to confess your undying love maybe I would've stayed longer.” “So you regret it? Everything that happened? You regret it?” You rushed and got out of bed, standing in front of the closet. “I never said that. Why do you insist on putting words in my mouth?” “Take your fucking shirt.” You threw his blue dress shirt at in his face. It was the shirt he wore on your first real date. He took you to some fancy Japanese restaurant in downtown LA. You stormed out of the room, body consumed with anger. The plush beige carpet of your hallway pressed against your bare feet as you stomped into the kitchen. While rummaging through random cabinets in an attempt to clearly communicate your anger, you heard a loud slam coming from your bedroom. “Who’s shit are you slamming?” You yelled, walking back into the hallway “Jesus Y/N why do you have to start shit now?” “WHY DO I HAVE TO START SHIT? ME? IM THE ONE STARTING SHIT?!” “That’s what I said.” He said back throwing your cheap plastic laundry on the floor. “I’m not the one who can’t clearly communicate or realize what’s been in your face.” You argued back poking him in the chest with every syllable. “Y/N…. stop.” You continued antagonizing him. “You want me to stop because you regret us right. Or is it beca-” “STOP.” He finally gave in and raised his voice, shocking you when he firmly grasped your upper arms.

“Just fucking stop, I never said any of that shit Y/N.” “You were thinking it.” “You don’t know what I’ve been thinking. Have you even noticed? I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you for days Y/N, but I’m stuck. How do you tell the girl you love, your best friend, that hey I have to go back across the world come with me?” His hold on your arms relaxed.

“I can’t just say it like that.” “You want me to with you?” You looked up into his glossy brown eyes. “Yeah I’ve wanted you to go with me, I’ve wanted you over there with me since I left.” “Matthew I can’t just leave my job.” “You don’t even like it there Y/N they can replace you, you’ll be fine if you leave.” “What about all my stuff I can’t just leave my parents and my house.” “Y/N they’ll be fine they can sell the house and get a condo or something. You don’t need to be afraid of change I got you.” “I can’t stay in the dorm with you B.” “You can stay with Ashley, I can get you a job with Drew, I’ve had this figured out since you told me.” Tears began to roll down your cheek. Your forehead fell into his chest the feeling of instant comfort running through you. “Y/N you’re ok, you’ll be ok I got you.” “I’m so sorry Mathew, I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions, I’m sorry I’m scared of change I can’t help it.” Your confessed sobs interrupting each sentence. “Baby it’s ok just say the word and I’ll make this happen,” Matthew said, consuming you in his embrace.

      ~One week later~

Moon River- Frank Ocean

The coral and pink sky melted into white clouds. You peered out of the small cabin window as the flight ascended further into the sky. You uprooted the little life you did have and moved to Seoul with the love of your life. The thought caused you to clench your fist because regardless you were still scared. Matthews big hands caressed your balled fist easing your stress.

“Hey babe you're good we got this.” His deep voice soothed you as he delivered a kiss to your temple.

We have now reached cruising altitude, the refreshment cart will be around shortly.

Written by Jo

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[justin-seagull-memes]

I agree!!!

#bts #KARD #bts meme #bts memes #kard meme #kard memes #bts reactions #bts angst #bts smut #bts fluff #j.seph #somin #bm #jiwoo #suga #rap monster #rm #V #jin #Jimin #jungkook #jhope

[lookastarlightnight-blog]

Summer Love (Part 1)

This is Admin Ummie! This is my first fanfic. I hope you like it. Part 2 will be out soon :)

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

WORD COUNT - 1,707

CHARACTERS - You, Matthew, J.Seph, Somin, Jiwoo

GENRE - Fluff, Angst

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It’s late June and you’re at home in New York packing your bags. Your mom is in your room trying to convince you to stop packing. “Mom I already brought the tickets. I have a hotel to stay at. It’s not my first time there.” After you say that your mom gives you a stern look and says “Obviously its not your first time being in LA. But it’s your first time going alone. We haven’t been there since we moved here.” You’re packing and listening at the same time, you say “I’ll call you when I get there and I’ll video chat you before going to bed. Just don’t worry.” Your mom responds “I’m your mother.. My job is to worry.

 -Next Day-

 “I’ll call you when I get there. I love you.” You tell your mom trying to make her feel better. She hugs you tight and says “If you need anything, go find your aunt. I told her you were coming.” You give your mom a confused look and say “Mom… you know I don’t like her right?” she laughs and says “Sweetie.. nobody does. Please be careful. I love you so much.” You say “I love you too mom. Remember.. I’m always careful” You give her a hug and kiss and walk away. Your mom watches as the plane takes off. You look out the window and say to yourself “Goodbye Mom” 

 -6 Hours Later-

You arrive in LA. You feel like a tourist since you haven’t been in LA in over 5 years. You find your hotel and look out of the window. You see water all around and people walking around dressed half naked. “Way different than New York” After you call your mom, you wash up and go for a walk. You reach Venice beach. You feel the sun shinning on your face. Finally feeling the LA weather again. You look and see the crowded boardwalk. You stop and look around to see what you can do. After all you went on the trip alone. You saved up all of your money to get away. You didn’t want to be bothered by friends or family. You felt like if you didn’t leave your depression would end up killing you. As you walk along the boardwalk looking around seeing everyone, someone bumps into you. 

It’s a 6’1 male, muscular with light brown hair and very handsome. You look at each other and the man says “Oh I’m sorry… I-I wasn’t paying attention. Did I hu-“ He stops talking midsentence and just looks at you. You look at him with a confused look and say “Excuse me… Are you okay? Do you need some water?” He shakes his head quickly and responds “I’m sorry you just look really familiar. Do you live here?” The confused look on your face doesn’t go away as you say  “I used to live here but I moved. I’m just here for the summer.. are you sure you’re okay?” He says “Yeah my name is Matthew by the way.” You smile and say “Oh my name is Y/N” His eyes widen and he repeats your name a few times. He says “You don’t remember me?” You look behind you then look back at him and move the hair out of your face. You reply “Um no.. I’m not sure. He shakes his head and says “Y/N we used to go to school together! I think it’s been about 3 years since you left. You say “ a little over 5 years. I- I have to g-go.” 

As you walk away he yells “MARTIN LUTHER KING JR!” You turn around looking more confused than earlier. As you’re about to open your mouth he runs to you. He says “I knew I remembered you, you look different now.” You get scared and walk away. He runs to you and touches your shoulder. You look at his hand and then he moves it. He says “Why do you keep walking away?” You say “Because I’m confused. I’m sorry if I’m coming off rude but I really don’t remember you right now.” He looks down kicking the ground “I understand it has been a while. But we did go to school together. I just thought I’d never see you again. We were in Mr. Edgars class.” 

You look at him widening your eyes. You smile and say “OH MY GOD MATTY!” He smiles as you throw yourself into his arms giving you a huge hug. He laughs saying “I thought it’d take you forever to remember me” You look at him and say “I’M SORRY! I just haven’t been here in so long. I feel like a tourist now.” 

 As you talk to him. Faint memories run back into your head. You just look at him and smile remembering how close you two used to be. You feel bad for leaving him.

He smiles and says “How long will you be here?” You respond and say “About 3 months” He smiles and looks at you then says “Well we have 3 months to catch up! First lets go get some food. I bet you’re hungry.” You laugh to yourself and say “Matty, I’m starving.” 

 After he takes you to eat he says “Let’s go to the beach!” You look and say “Isn’t it dark?” He says “Yeah but it’s very nice out here at night!” You take a deep breath and say “Fine. Let’s go” You get to the beach and feel the cold sand in between your toes. You feel the cold wind hit you. You hear the crashes in the water and you feel a jacket reach your back. You reply “WHAT THE FUCK!” I was scared! He laughs at you and says “I’m sorry I thought you’d be cold. I know it’s hot here but it gets a little cold at night.” You say “If this is your idea of cold.. you wouldn’t survive one winter in New York” He looks at you and laughs then says “You’re probably right” Matthew looks at you as you admire the sounds of the waves and the cool breeze of wind hits you. You notice him looking at you and say “Are you okay?” He says “Yeah, I just haven’t seen you in so long. It’s really nice but it’s also different.” You chuckle a little bit and say “Thanks for the jacket by the way.” He smiles while messing up your hair saying “No problem. Where are you staying?” You say “At a hotel” He shakes his head and says “No you’re not, you can stay with me, I have 3 roommates though. They’re nice so don’t worry.” You look down and think for a second then say “Where would I sleep though? In your room?” He responds and he says “Yeah! I’ll sleep in my friends room with him!” You take a deep breath and say “Okay fine!” He smiles very hard and says “Lets go get your stuff from the hotel!” 

 You reach Matthews apartment after getting your things from the hotel. He says “I forgot to tell you my roommates names. Theres Taehyung but just call him J.seph. Also there’s Somin and Jiwoo.” You get inside and Matthew is holding your bags for you. Everyone in the apartment is looking at you both with a confused look. Somin asks “ Um.. Who is she?” Matthew says “This is Y/N! I haven’t seen her in over 5 years since she moved. She’ll be here until the summer is over.” Jiwoo rolls her eyes and says “That’s nice and all but where is she supposed to sleep?” Matthew gives her a stern look and says “She’ll be staying in my room.. J.seph I’ll be staying with you.” J.seph looks around then says “UM! BRO! you didn’t even ask me!” You turn to Matthew and say “Maybe I should go back to the hotel.” He says “No! you’re staying here!” Jiwoo and Somin take a deep breath until Jiwoo says “Okay then” Matthew walks you to his room. It’s huge with a queen size bed, posters, a pile of weights next to a pile of clothes. You look at him and say “I like your room. The pile of clothes gives it a nice touch!” He laughs until he actually realizes what you were talking about. He runs to move it all then says “Sorry about that” 

 -In Jiwoo’s Room- 

Jiwoo says “I don’t even know why he brought her here!” Somin looks upset then says “She JUST got here! Give her some time!” Jiwoo lets out a deep sigh and says “But what if-“ Somin interrupts her by saying “What if J.seph and Matthew like her? Huh.. if so you’ll have to deal with it! You cant change anyone’s minds!” Jiwoo sucks her teeth and says “Okay. I thought you’d at least agree with me. LIKE A FRIEND DOES!” Somin says “NOT WHEN A FRIEND IS BEING A BITCH. YOU DIDN’T EVEN GIVE HER A CHANCE WHEN SHE WALKED INTO THE APARTMENT!” After she says that, she walks out of the room slamming the door behind her making everyone in the house jump. 

-Matthews Room- 

Matthew looks at you worried and says “Is this okay?” You ask “What the room? It’s fine! You can stay in here, I’ll sleep on the couch or the floor” Matthew shakes his head and says “No… sleep tight! I’ll see you in the morning” As he walks out of the room you yell his name and he walks back without hesitation. He asks “What’s up?” You say “I needed a hug” He laughs and gives you a tight hug . You give him a kiss on the cheek. He smiles as he walks out of the room. You say “Goodnight. Thanks again.” He responds “Goodnight and you’re welcome." He turns the light off and shuts the door. 

You sit up in bed and wonder if this will be alright.. Should you even stay there? Can’t go back to the hotel.. You made the reservations weeks ahead so you can’t go back. Maybe your aunt will let you stay.. We’ll just have to see how it all works out.

#kpop fanfiction #kpop fanfic #KPOP #korean #bm #matthew #big matthew #kim taehyung #somin #jeon somin #jiwoo #jeon jiwoo #J.seph #kard #angst #fluff #smut

[leedosbunnyboy]

Introduction to leedosbunnyboy!

Hi, I know I've been on Tumblr for a decent while, but I've never formally introduced myself, so that's what this post's for. You can call me Andrew or Drew, I'm a Libra, and I like Kpop, Anime, and Horror movies. I write for male readers. I will also be introducing stuff involving my writing. Including: who I write for, and what I'm comfortable/uncomfortable writing for. You can find my masterlist here.

What I write for:

Smut

Male Reader

Speaking about sensitive topics (r4pe, abuse, suicide, and death.)

Poly

Sub/dom bottom reader

Dom/top reader

Switch/verse reader

AUs

Age gaps (both must be 18+ tho)

What I don't write for

Incest

Active rape

Body waste kinks

Beastiality/Hybrids

Little space

Underage

Key:

☆ = Bias

♤ = Smut able to be requested

♡ = Don't request Smut

Kpop

Stray Kids

Chan ♤

Lee Know ☆♤

Changbin ♤

Hyunjin ♤

Han ♤

Felix ♤

Seungmin ♤

I.N ♡

Nct (all units)

Taeyong ♤

Taeil ♡

Johnny ♤

Yuta ♤

Doyoung ☆♤

Jaehyun ☆♤

Jungwoo ♡

Mark ♡

Renjun ♡

Jeno ♤

Haechan ♡

Jaemin ☆♤

Chenle ♡

Jisung ☆♤

Sungchan ☆♤

Shotaro ♡

Kun ♤

Xiaojun ♤

Winwin ☆♤

Yangyang ♡

Ten ♡

Oneus

Seoho ☆♤

Leedo ☆♤

Keonhee ♡

Hwanwoong ♡

Xion ♡

Pentagon

Hui ♤

Jinho ♤

Hongseok ☆♤

Yeo One ♤

Yuto ♤

YanAn ♤

Wooseok ♤

Shinwon ♤

Kino ♤

Ateez

Hongjoong ♤

Seonghwa ☆♤

Yunho ♤

Yeosang ♤

San ♤

Wooyoung ♤

Mingi ☆♤

Jongho ♡

Cix

Bx ♤

Seunghun ♤

Yonghee ♤

Jinyoung ☆♤

Hyunsuk ☆♤

Verivery

Dongheon ♤

Hoyoung ♤

Minchan ♤

Gyehyeon ♤

Yeonho ♤

Yongseung ☆♤

Kangmin ☆♡

Bonuses

Kim Youngjo (RAVN) ♤

Wonho ♤

Juyeon (Tbz) ☆♤

Hyunjae (Tbz) ♤

Sunwoo (Tbz) ☆♤

Sangyeon (Tbz) ♤

Eric (Tbz) ♤

Hangyeom (Omega X) ☆♤

Keeho (P1h) ☆♤

Theo (P1h) ♤

Jiung (P1h) ☆♤

Intak (P1h) ♡

BM (Kard) ☆♤

J.seph (Kard) ♤

Lune (Dkb) ☆♤

Joshua (Svt) ☆♤

Dk (Svt) ☆♤

Mingyu (Svt) ☆♤

Jun (Svt) ♤

Dino (Svt) ♤

Jake (Enh) ☆♤

Jay (Enh) ♤

Sunghoon (Enh) ☆♤

Anime

My Hero Academia (smut must be aged-up)

Todoroki ♤

Deku ♡

Denki ♤

Kirishima ♤

Ojiro ♤

Dabi ♤

Seven Deadly Sins

Ban ♤

Meliodas ♤

Gilthunder ♤

Zeldris ♤

Estarossa/Mael ♤

Monspiet ♤

Howzer ♤

Hendrickson ♤

Arthur ♡

Naruto (smut must be aged-up)

Shikamaru ♤

Kakashi ♤

Neji ♤

Haku ♡

Haikyuu (all smut must be post time-skip)

Daichi ♤

Sugawara ♤

Kageyama ♤

Nishinoya ♤

Hinata ♡

Oikawa ♤

Iwaizumi ♤

Kuroo ♤

Ushijima ♤

Semi ♤

Shirabu ♡

Akaashi ♤

Dragon Ball (All series)

Goku ♤

Gohan ♤

Trunks ♤

Demon Slayer

Tengen Uzui ♤

Kyojuro Rengoku ♤

Tanjiro Kamado ♡

Giyuu Tomioka ♤

Muzan Kibutsuji ♤

Akaza ♤

Kokushibou ♤

Douma ♤

Yoriichi ♤

Other

Pokémon (all smut must be aged-up)

Red ♤

Blue ♤

Gold ♤

Brendan ♤

Steven Stone ♤

Maxie ♤

Professor Kukui ♤

Kiawe ♤

Leon ♤

Raihan ♤

Marlon ♤

N ♤

Adaman ♤

Volo ♤

Supernatural

Dean Winchester ♤

Sam Winchester ♤

Castiel ♤

Genshin Impact

Zhongli ♤

Childe ♤

Tohma ♤

Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood ♤

Magnus Bane ♤

Raphael Santiago ♤

Sweet Home

Cha Hyun-Su ♤

Pyeon Sang-Wook ♤

Jung Jae-Heon ♤

Squid Game

Sangwoo ♤

Junho ♤

Salesman ♤

All of Us Are Dead

Suhyeok ♡

Wujin ♡

Cheongsan ♡

(Any future characters will be added.)

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