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#haechan x black reader
holdinbacksecrets · 15 days
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lake house — l.dh
situationship to almost lovers. short, sticky, and hopefully sweet. suggestive, 18+ wc: 1.2k
he’s the only one awake when you head downstairs for a glass of water.
moonlight paints the walls, brushes the end of the couch, and fails to give away any part of his tall frame sitting at the dining table.
he watches you walk past him wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. your braids fall down your back with a scarf wrapped around your head to prevent frizz. the sweet, familiar notes of your perfume linger in your wake.
he watches you stand on your tippy toes as the t-shirt clings to your curves while you reach for the highest shelf. when you’re about to climb onto the countertop, he speaks up.
“i don’t think you should do that if you aren’t wearing any underwear.”
the volume of donghyuck’s voice is quiet, just loud enough for you to hear, and he’s right. you aren’t wearing any underwear. you don’t bother commenting on the silence he existed in until this moment as it sets in he was likely watching you.
you fall back on your heels, motioning to him and then nodding to the displayed dishware out of reach. he runs his fingers through his hair before rising from the seat to help you. donghyuck extends a glass in one hand and a mug in the other—take your pick.
in the next moment, you’re filling the glass before he places the mug beneath the flowing faucet, standing so close that his warmth softens the coolness on your skin. someone left the window open, but it’s above a sleeping friend. there’s no use trying to close it.
you’re side by side, and it’s natural to rest your head against his frame in between sips and the necessary gulps. you want to know what he thinks about you. if the reason he was excited about this weekend has anything to do with seeing each other again.
the two of you are good at waiting and hoping the other will finally bend, wondering how long it’ll take before a give in. secretly, he never plans on waiting longer than four days. perhaps the fifth day once midnight strikes. you haven’t figured that out yet, giving in by day two or experiencing the relief when he calls on the third day. perhaps he’s lying about his little rule.
he sets the mug in the sink and brushes his thumb across the side of your neck, just above a constellation of moles. he’s kissed the spot more times than you can count, and the craving for his euphoria slithers beneath your skin, starting in your chest before coiling down your body.
you lift your glass again to fill your cheeks. he smiles at the sight. you’re adorable yet so incredibly sexy in this moment. donghyuck doubts you have any idea how easily you exist in the middle of his favorite venn diagram.
your glass joins his mug, and you look up at him. your height difference is exciting and comforting and leaves you feeling safe as can be in his presence. you daydream about the feeling of his chin on the top of your head, wondering how much time would pass before he’s kissing your hairline.
“come to bed with me?” his eyes widen for a moment, and you feel a wave of his vulnerability mist you in the darkness. the glowing light from the stove is all you have to work with. he’s nervous.
you nod, interlacing fingers with his and walking backwards for a moment before you turn to lead the way.
at the stairs, he walks beside you, hyper aware of your chosen pajamas and not wanting to see something you haven’t given him consent to view. it’s been two weeks since he’s seen you naked.
donghyuck’s bedroom is three doors past yours. he got lucky with the window seat and angled ceiling. he feels so far removed from the rest of the house with a beautiful view of the water.
his bedding is plaid, and the room feels rustic in comparison to the delicate details within your own, accompanied by pastel blues and yellows.
you can see him much clearer in the soft glow from the nightstand’s lamp. he’s wearing black joggers you recognize and a white t-shirt. his hair is still damp and stubble peppers his chin. in an impulsive moment, you’re touching his face, tracing the shape of his nose, the contour of his cheek, and the arch of his brow before brushing your thumb across his lips. they part beneath your touch. you smile, existing in this feeling donghyuck always creates for you and remembering how unnatural it used to feel—surprised by the comfort despite your still short time in each other’s lives.
now, months have passed of getting to know—unraveling without judgment. his secrets are kept securely in your mind. vulnerable memories are cherished in your heart. the way he makes you feel is savored by your soul and replayed in your dreams. intimate explorations you’ve experienced together are reminisced in quiet moments when you’re alone, admiring the new, golden hues in your reflection.
he’s indulging in these wee hours of the morning with you. he hasn’t said anything since his hopeful question, and you’re ok with that. you feel like all the words are out in the open anyway. you believe they are when he leans forward to kiss you.
donghyuck pulls you against him. your chest meets the base of his sternum. you moan at the feeling of your mouths moving together, missing these soft collisions, but the kiss remains gentle and slow without urgency. his tongue is a ghost, barely meeting your own. his hands stay on either side of your face while your own grip his shirt.
donghyuck pulls away to explore your neck and jaw before his lips touch your eyelids. he smiles then. your heart is about to burst, and you wait for the final kiss that’s bound to find your lips.
and it does.
“i’ve missed you,” his words pass through an exhale.
he’s sitting on the bed while you stand between his legs with your fingers in his hair. your lips continuously meet his forehead, filling the void that grew during your time apart. donghyuck asks about your journey up and how the trip went. he tells you you can drive home with him—he insists you do.
when he rests his face against your stomach, you wonder if he’s ok. “hyuck?”
“mmm?”
“is something wrong?”
“just missed you. didn’t know if you’d be here. wish i would’ve asked.” he’s been in his head about you.
“you can always ask.”
“i know that.” if he picked up the phone, he would’ve told you he’s in love with you.
“we have the whole weekend together.”
“how long will it be before everyone is sick of us?” he had to kiss you. of course he wanted to, but the words were bubbling up again. every time he thought to pull away, they danced on his tongue.
“i’m in the clear—making banana bread in the morning. join me?”
“as long as you’re wearing pants.”
he feels your stomach tighten as you laugh, and it’s heaven. he squeezes your hip and leans back, rearranging the pillows so you can join him.
“i didn’t expect to run into anyone downstairs tonight, and i’m so used to living alone… but i’ll wear pants. don’t worry about that.” you lean in and kiss him as a promise, tucking your legs beneath the covers.
you fall asleep talking about the sky—you’re so excited to see the sunrise in the morning over the lake. donghyuck sets an alarm so you don’t miss it, traces i love you against your forearm to see what it feels like and falls asleep too.
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gojosnympho · 8 months
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nsfw, minors dni
haechan x black!fem!reader
“no, no,” haechan tutted while he was deep inside of you. you were in tears, clawing at his arm to try to make him have mercy on you. “tell me what you were telling your friends.”
“it was a joke, hyuck!” you exclaimed
“yeah? it was a joke? you telling your friends you want me to get you pregnant was a joke? i’m just giving you what you want, pretty girl,” he teased you holding your leg over his hip so he could fuck you as deep as he could. his tip was hitting your spot over and over again.
earlier when your friends were over you were jokingly telling them that you wanted your boyfriend to get you pregnant after coming across the sexy picture he posted on his instagram story. haechan overheard your conversation and the little giggles emitted from you and your friends. so as soon as they left he was on you, giving you every inch of him. he’d already made you cum a bunch of times and he’d already fucked two loads of his own cum into your poor, swollen pussy.
“gonna keep fucking you until i know that this pussy took every drop of my cum.” you whined and threw your head back on his shoulder. he took this opportunity to kiss and suck on the soft skin of your neck. “you’re gonna look so pretty all knocked up.”
just those words had you cumming all over him again with a moan that sounded like music to his ears. you knew that it was all talk. you already discussed that you wanted to wait for kids because you were both still young. that didn’t stop this from being any more exciting though. haechan gave you one more load of his cum before pulling out and rolling your limp body over on your belly. he could see the way your cunt started to leak everything he gave you.
“keep it all inside, baby,” he said, scooping up what trickled out of you and pushing it back inside. “i thought you wanted me to get you pregnant.”
you could just hear the smirk in his voice. you used the rest of the strength you had to push him away from you, “you’ve lost your mind, donghyuck.”
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calibabii21 · 6 months
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haechan is so "just the tip" coded.
I'm feral.
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sai4u · 1 month
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don’t wait for heartbreak !
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⤷ instead of cupid shooting an arrow love, it feels like heartbreak instead. being friends with the boys is great and all, until feelings start showing up. with feelings, things could go smooth sailing or could go awry with a potential frazzled relationship
− ⌗ ft .∿ haechan, mark, jisung x fem reader
− ⌗ genre + warnings .∿ angst + non idol!au, college au for mark + jisung, reader lowkey breaks jisung’s heart :/
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⤹ ⊹ MARK LEE
✶ for quite sometime you have been acquaintances with mark and for quite some time, you have seen him more than you would think. of course it’s college and you can easily run into familiar faces but to run into mark lee just about every day of the week? quite strange some might say, and to say that you don’t have a class with him makes it even more…odd. “it could be fate”, some may say but you waved that possibility off a while ago.
though, you are grateful that you do bump into mark ever so often. as coincidental as it was, the constant run-ins bloomed a friendship between you two, and he was a friend anyone could ask for. he was kind, funny, light-hearted, caring, and everything someone could ask for as a friend or partner. hence, not being shocked that most of the student body is either infatuated or “in love” with mark lee, including you. terribly cliche but he was one of your closest friends; someone to lean on, vent to with any and everything, an understanding guy with the limited vocabulary of “yo” and “bro”, someone to joke with, fall in love with, he was everything you could ever dream of as a romantic partner.
however, if there was one flaw mark had, it was being oblivious. well, it was more so a flaw to you than everyone around you. to think all those times of your boy troubles, your long long rants about finding your dream guy (terribly obvious being him) and bringing yourself closer to him, one would think he would catch on. but instead, he doesn’t, he never bothered to put two and two together and instead went about to continue dating other girls.
to make matters worse, something bloomed between a friend of yours and mark, creating a heartache as you watch the two grow in love with one another. thus leaving you with frustration, anger, and regret for not vocalizing your feelings and how much you want him to be your lover.
it would eat at your heart watching mark and your friend, but then again, what kind of friend would you be if you wished the worst for them? instead of creating jealousy, and/or envy, you thought it would be best to create space, bit by bit as the days pass. you distanced yourself from mark cause you couldn’t let your heart slowly shatter as you watch him date your friend, as your feelings for him grew, right?
⤹ ⊹ LEE HAECHAN
✶ haechan, the man with a pretty smile and an elegant voice that could bring tears to angels. his voice was one that was complimented ever since he was young, making him such a gifted person to others who get to hear it and to you who get to be best friends with haechan. though, past his voice, he was kind, loving, affectionate, occasionally cheeky and flirty, but overall someone that you could consider heaven’s blessings.
he was someone to give you a hug (and doesn’t let go) on your bad days, someone to lull you to sleep anytime anxiety kept you up or a bad nightmare had you uneasy, someone who wasn’t afraid to be vulnerable to you, an emotional support for just about everything, even with girl stuff he couldn’t understand, he was there for you. albeit, you were there for him just as much he was there for you, much more with his singing career.
when he introduced you to his dream of becoming a singer and wanting to become a respected songwriter, you were none other than supportive. some would say you were “too” supportive but who wouldn’t want to see their best friend be recognized for his angelic voice, which should be heard by billions across the world?
however, as the fame leisurely grows and less time is spent haechan, you begin to think, “as much as it is good that haechan’s dreams are coming true, just how much his newfound fame can taper our friendship?”. it doesn’t help as well that as the two of you grow older, your heart wanting for him grows more and more. the emotions that were once platonic, and strong, turn into a deep crush, and potentially…love. maybe it’s the distance that grows as he becomes busy with being a singer-songwriter, maybe it’s the gratitude he showers you with when you were supporting him and his dream, or maybe it’s the way he would look so divine in his performances, something about haechan made you yearn for him more than usual.
but of course, with newfound fame comes people throwing themselves at haechan, making him become less available for you and making him more distant. not to mention that every time he would announce a new relationship, you would fake happiness for him, on some days you would almost let it slip that it should’ve been you. as time passes, you would sink into a battle of wanting the best for haechan and wanting to be selfish and confess your feelings to him. you would think day in and day out how it should be you that he kissed on camera or it should be you that he brags about on his new song, not some supermodel or famous actress.
though all this inner fighting with yourself leads you to a slow heartbreak and distancing yourself from your best friend. the distance was already hefty as it is, he simply wouldn’t notice you avoiding him as well. he wouldn’t need to as another girl is graced upon his arm telling him ‘i love you’ and you’re sat with heartache.
⤹ ⊹ PARK JISUNG
✶ jisung is what some would consider empathetic, he was always one to put others before his own. not really known by many on campus but the ones who do know him, they would say that he truly is one of a kind, a good soul, a pure heart, a blessing to all who meet him. though one thing jisung wished he wasn’t was an easy lover.
he wished he couldn’t catch feelings for others as easily as he does, it’s a blessing and a curse. some of his friends say he should embrace it, but that rarely helps when he feels crushed every time he shows a girl an ounce of his love. it’s the same routine time and time again; he befriends a girl, they become close, he confesses and it’s one of two options, they either reject or strangely use his crush to their own advantage. the second option only lasts till it plagues jisung’s mind that he’s just a throwaway to these girls.
though with you, he thought things would be different this time, again thought. the night you confessed to him that you liked him, you were drunk but very bubbly to express your feelings for him. it made jisung giddy inside to know that this time won’t be a mess up and that good will come out of this. he kissed you as you were expressing yourself, your smile was already cheery as it is but his kiss ignited something in you. it ignited something that led to various kisses on his face, ending with a kiss, on the lips, that felt like a lifetime, and passion that brewed between the both of you.
said passion led to many drunken and messy kisses, late night sneaks, neediness for one another’s body, something and anything to light up that passion that was created between you two.
though something felt off, more so to jisung than to you. he felt like he’s seen this before, like deja vu is warning him of something, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. he talked to his friends about it, they say that maybe it’s just fear of the past trying to scare him but they did lightly threaten you to not hurt him. he is the baby of the group, they couldn’t help it.
however, as time passes, you seem to act detached towards jisung. you haven’t called him as often as you used to, you don’t come by his dorm, you haven’t shown him affection like you used to. it was going from honeymoon avenue to heartbreak hotel and jisung didn’t even bother to figure you out.
he essentially gave up, he didn’t want to bare anymore pain from love (again), and it doesn’t help that it’s you setting that pain in his heart. thus, he sulks in that pain and just goes about life, distancing himself just as much as you detach yourself from him.
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౨ৎ oh ariana grande, when i catch you….WHEN I CATCH YOU. cause why would you make we can’t be friends…..
౨ৎ there will be a part two with the rest of the dreamies :). but i hope you guys enjoy my first post !
kisses to you all and God bless you 💗
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© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝟥𝗋𝗒𝗇. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽
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lordyouknowimtired · 5 months
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fading echoes. lee haechan.
| warnings; angst, breakup, feeling of being lost, mention of crying |
author says; hadn’t been active in like.. a long time so i’m back with this lol! enjoy and let me know if you want a part 2!
the room felt suffocating, the air heavy with unspoken words and lingering tension. haechan sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on the floor as if searching for answers in the grain of the wood. the atmosphere between the two of you had shifted, and you could feel it like a storm brewing on the horizon.
"haechan," you called softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. he flinched at your touch, his muscles tensing beneath your fingertips.
"what’s going on?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. silence hung in the air like a thick fog, and for a moment, you thought he might not respond. but then he sighed, a heavy exhale that seemed to carry the weight of the world.
"i don't know, okay? i just... i feel like i'm losing myself," haechan admitted, his voice cracking with vulnerability. you moved closer, kneeling in front of him, trying to catch his gaze.
"hey, we're in this together. you’re not alone," you reassured him, your heart aching at the sadness in his eyes. but he pulled away, breaking the connection.
"that’s the problem. i feel like i’m dragging you down with me. i can't be the person you need me to be," he confessed, his words cutting through the silence like a knife. your heart sank, the weight of his words settling in your chest.
"hae, we can work through this together. i love you, and i’m not going anywhere," you pleaded, reaching for his hands. but he pulled away, the distance between you growing with each passing moment.
"You deserve better than this. i can't keep pretending everything's okay when it's not," he said, his voice filled with a desperate sincerity. the room felt colder, and you realized that the person you loved was slipping through your fingers like sand.
tears welled up in your eyes as you watched him stand, the distance between you becoming insurmountable. haechan glanced back one last time, his expression a mix of sorrow and regret, before he walked away, leaving you alone in the fading echoes of a love that seemed to have slipped through your grasp.
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2cupids · 1 year
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you didn’t plan on spending your thanksgiving like this. sitting on the kitchen counter having a messy make out session with haechan, your legs wrapped his waist, while he pulled down the thin straps of your nightgown. your friend, haechan, had came over earlier than you expected and between keeping the food warm, getting the drinks ready, and setting out plates and utensils, you didn’t have time to change out of your sleepwear. which was why you opened the door for haechan with your silk slip nightgown still on. and despite thinking his mind was playing tricks on him, he wasted no time in taking it all in; the way the pretty golden color of the gown perfectly complemented your brown skin, how the plunging neckline was trimmed with lace and how it was so short that it didn’t leave much to the imagination. and you didn’t mind the way he looked at you, with eyes full of lust. one thing led to another and that’s why you’re currently on top of the kitchen counter, head thrown back, leaning back on one hand while your other hand is tangled in your friend’s hair while he sucks your nipple.
he lets go of your tit to come up and kiss you again and you mumble against his lips that there’s no need for more foreplay, you’re wet enough and how everyone else will be here in less than an hour. but haechan is hardheaded, he goes back to playing with your nipples, but this time he dips his hand inside panties just to see if you’re really as wet as you say you are, but he doesn’t get the chance. you unwrap your legs from around his waist, pushing him so he’ll step back a little. he watches as you lean back on one hand again, spreading your legs wide and moving your hand down to your panties, pulling them to the side to show him your glistening cunt. asking him if he want it or not and showing him what he could miss out on if he keeps fucking around. and with that, he wastes no time in picking you up off the counter and carrying you to your bedroom to get a taste of what he’s been yearning for.
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atinypurr · 1 year
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Tryna figure out why NO #haechanxblack reader ffs and imagines exist? What’s going on???
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andysorbit · 1 month
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Voicemails from Hyuck
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gn! reader
warnings: fluff, humor, light smut
please support my work by reblogging! thank you!!
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1. i just passed the store where your mom cursed me out for grabbing your ass and she crossed my mind so called her just to check in and we actually talked... she said she's glad you have me. I agreed and she cursed me out... again. she said I need to be evaluated but she didn't call me a pervert again so I think she likes me a little more than than she did yesterday
2. I know you're not answering because you're taking a shit and you don't like talking on the phone while you're on the toilet... okay and now you're texting me 'fuck off already' I've literally seen your asshole but you can't talk to me while you're dropping the kids off at the pool? prude.
3. I don't say this all the time but I like that I can just call you and talk shit whether or not you answer. I love you.
4. Jaemin just beat the shit out of me and I called you but uh... maybe I should switch my emergency contact back to my mom? bye jerk.
5. hi dummy. bye dummy.
6. guess what I'm doing... I'm sniffing your underwear... I lied. I'm not sniffing your underwear but I am about look at those pictures you sent me and... I sound desperate. pick up please I want you to talk me through it babe.
7. I love you baby. I know I'm a jerk but thank you for loving me enough to overlook it... unless it turns you on...
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itsbackwoodsbby · 5 months
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A/N:y'all i'm seriously not a haechan girl. but i wrote this for my friend @becauseimswagman1 (i am always writing for this whore lol, i love her tho.) a while back and i decided to share it with y'all.
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Birthday Sex
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Haechan x Black Fem Reader
Warning: Smut! Drinking (maybe i drink too much)! Unprotected Sex! Swearing (i love cussing sorry)
Summary: It’s your birthday bitchhh!!! Happy Birthday! In this, you will see how Hyuck celebrate your birthday.
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hyuck never was one for public outings. he rather be lowkey and stay inside. but tonight was different. it was your birthday. and after you told him you’ve never celebrated your birthday, he wanted to change that.
you two order food and wait for it to be served to you. hyuck does nothing the whole time but hype your head, making you smile. when the food comes, you take a picture on snapchat, with the caption, “birthday dinner date with babe! #22FINALLY” you post and you guys eat the food.
haechan and you just talk and eat. the normal couple stuff about the future: marriage and kids. ideally, hyuck wants to start a music group of his own, but he said he’ll settle for two or three kids, which is perfect for you. as for marriage, it’s no secret that hyuck wants to marry you right now, on the spot. but he’s waiting for his baby girl to be ready.
after you guys eat, you go out dancing and drinking. you just turned twenty-one, so why the hell not. a few drinks in, you two went from simple dancing to sensual and seductive dancing. he’s touching all over your body as you're grinding on him. everyone is looking at you two, but y’all don’t give a damn. y’all are having fun. hyuck starts kissing on your neck and smacking your ass. your body temperature was rising as you want more than just to feel his touch. you wanted to feel him inside you right now, and you can tell he wanted the same because you could feel him starting to have an erection. that turned you on even more. 
hyuck starts lowering down your body  and when he reaches your shorts, he realized they’re a little wet. he bites his lips and whispers in your ear, “you soaking through your shorts… why are you soaking this much baby?” then he processes to suck on your neck making marks. “hyuck… can we please leave?” you moan very low. 
he smiles and takes you to his house, where there are rose petals leading to the his bedroom. inside his room, is even more rose petals and champagne on ice and chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream, which was your favorite. the bed has rose petals in a heart shape. you tear up. no one has ever done something special for you on your birthday. hyuck holds you and kisses you forehead. 
“thank you! i love you, hyuck” you say, trying not to cry. “ugh, you going to make me ruin my makeup.” he smirks, “i am going to ruin your makeup later anyways don’t worry.” 
he lays you down on the bed and attacks your neck with kisses, and switches between kissing and sucking. when he starts lowering down your body, he strips both of you down and instantly starts eating you out. eating you as if he hasn’t ate in days. you grabbing the sheets, trying not to climax fast, but tonight his tongue is working new miracles. he adds two fingers in and starts pumping inside of you really fast.
“hyuck… slow down, please baby. it’s too much.” you say whimpering, but you knew hyuck wasn’t going to slow down. 
a few more pumps, you’re coming on his face. he smiles and lick your mess up. he comes up to you and kisses you with tongue, making you taste how sweet you are. he goes back down and smiles. he flips you over and aims his dick at your entrance. “wait, no condom?” you ask him, while looking back at him. “not tonight.” he smirks. “i want you to feel every inch of me.” he says.
he smacks your ass, making you yelp then, he rams inside you, giving you no time to adjust to him. he starts pulling your hair as he processed to go faster. “hyuck, oh my god, fuck!” you say as he shoves more of his dick inside you. he just slyishly smiles at you, “that’s right, take this dick for me. i know you can, you little slut.”
at this point, you can do nothing but whimper and cry. your makeup is all on the pillow and smeared on your face. hyuck has never been a gentle man when it comes to sex, but he’s never been this rough either. he’s damn near going crazy, loves the fact that he breaking you. 
you start running from his dick a little, he pulls you back, “nah baby girl, don’t run. i promise. you’ll regret.” you catch yourself fully running away from hyuck. he pulls  you back but he lets slide. but you know you can’t make another mistake or it’s over for you.
but silly you makes another mistake. you were on the verge of climaxing. the more he hit (more like abused) your spot, the more you clench around his dick. “you better hold that shit baby girl. you don’t, it going to be much fucking worse than this.” he says before pounding even more aggressively into, making you disobey him, and cumming all on his dick.
he pulls out and smirks, “who told you to cum?” he smacks your ass very hard. “i know i damn sure didn’t.” you start begging for his forgivness, “hyuck, please, i am sorry. i didn’t mean to.”
but hyuck is stubborn and he doesn’t forgive you so simply. he flips you on your back and rams back inside you, repeating the same process of when he had your ass in the air. this time, however, it’s different. he breaking you down even more this time, which his dick and his eyes. his hand has better access to your clit, and he’s rubbing it, making it more senstive than it already was from your second climax. with the other hand he was choking, which was driving you mad crazy.
you’re on the verge of your third climax of the night and your legs starts shaking uncontrollably. hyuck notices, and smirks, “you want to cum baby girl.” you choking on your pleasure tears, so you just shake your head yes. he laughs a bit, “words baby girl, words.” he says smacking your boobs. you stop choking on your tears, but words can’t come out your mouth. he laughs cockily, “well, until you find words, this pussy about to be destroyed.” 
he starts pounding inside you even more aggressive than last time. it somehow brung words back to you, “fuck! fuck! fuck! hyuck, i want to cum for you daddy. please, please, please let me cum for you.” you cry, warm tears run down your face. he smiles at you, “that’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” he says. 
you cum on his dick one last time for the night (or so you think). hyuck’s strokes starts getting slower and sloppier. then, he pulls out and cums on your stomach. he looks down at you and laughs. “did i break my princess?” you look at hyuck and cover your face in embarrassment. he chuckles and moves your hands and kisses all over your face. “don’t be embarrassed, baby. you look sexy whimper and breaking over me.” 
you smile and kiss him. you two kiss for a while and then he goes and grabs a towel to clean his mess of your stomach. though, when he comes back, most of it is already gone. he looks at you and you giggle, “i didn’t want to waste my food.” he smirks and cleans you up. 
he lays in the bed with you. you thank him for making your twenty second birthday a night to remember and the two of you end the night drinking champagne, feeding each other strawberries, and eventually, you guys fuck the night away.
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multifandomslxt · 11 months
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hey sis I have a question which nct 127 members are rough during sex and which one's arent?
Have a nice dayyy
xoxo
Rough Usually
Yuta (Are you surprised?)
Jaehyun (Depends on the day but the man can be selfish asf when he wants to cum)
Johnny (RARE. Also depends on the day and how you were behaving)
Haechan (He's a brat. He wants to be fucked rough and he wants to fuck rough. Plain and simple)
Not Rough Usually
Taeyong (OMG. He just wants you to feel good. Would literally break his heart to get rough with you)
Mark (He's too scared but dw I think you could convince him)
Taeil (Slow and passionate. He likes laidback sex... just don't piss him off or else then he would be in the rough category.)
Jungwoo (You'd have to beg him to be rough with you. You're literally his baby so he treats you like a fragile china doll)
HALF AND HALF
Doyoung (YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA GET!)
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herslvt · 11 months
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Soft Thoughts with NCT but it's just my bias line
Like always from a black female writer-
Includes: Johnny, Yuta, Taeyong, Haechan, Chenle, Xiaojun, Ten and Shotaro (fyi sm better stop playing with me tf you mean sungtaro aren't in NCT anymore...)
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Bf! Johnny who is twice your size and has to point it out any chance he gets. You could be standing there minding your business and here he comes to tower over you. He has no reason to do so besides the simple fact he likes invading your space and enjoys you looking up at him.
Best friend! Yuta who really is more like your boyfriend because of how he acts. You guys go on dates constantly and neither of you have been in a long lasting relationship because of that. You guys put 10x more effort into each other than into your significant others leaving you both single time and time again.
Bf! Taeyong who has written more songs about you than he has for NCT, he doesn’t do it on purpose but whenever he is writing a song he has no choice but to think about you. A love song? It’s about you. Highway to heaven? Definitely about you.
Bf! Haechan who likes to lay on you while playing games on his phone. He’ll rest his head on your stomach, your chest, the crook of your neck, your thighs; doesn’t matter as long as he’s comfortable and can play whatever game he’s playing.
Bf! Chenle who got you both matching jerseys and drags you along to every basketball game because he knows you enjoy it no matter how hard you protest. Who wouldn’t enjoy sitting court-side at march madness or at the nba play offs!? He gets to watch the game and have his pretty little girlfriend sitting beside him.
Best friend! Xiaojun who confessed his feelings to you on a random day in October because he knows you like cheesy things like walks in the park and coffee dates. The feeling of fall engulfing your senses as he holds your left hand, coffee in your right. You weren’t expecting him to just burst out with ‘Will you be my girlfriend’ but you definitely said yes.
Bf! Ten who literally makes every day feel like your birthday. (I know I said soft thoughts but gah damn) Everyday is a day to celebrate in his eyes which means taking you out and spoiling you because you deserve it even if you’ve done nothing besides order food for the two of you because it’d be rude not to.
Bf! Shotaro who stays up late every night to talk to you because he knows you like deep conversations. It’s 3am and he’s sitting on the balcony of your apartment with you as you talk non stop about what the stars mean and how big the universe is. He’d rather do this than sleep anyway! He loves hearing you talk and seeing the way your eyes light up when you’re excited.
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gojosnympho · 1 year
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nct masterlist ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊
for now i will only be writing for johnny, yuta, haechan, and mark but i promise i’ll add more members soon!
* members i have wips for
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johnny suh*
gym bae (s)
nakamoto yuta
stripper b!@#h (s, f)
lee haechan*
nothing yet
mark lee*
nothing yet
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calibabii21 · 8 months
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|| in my mind || p.js, l.hc
pairing: idol!Jisung x fem manager!reader ft. idol!Haechan
genre: smut
warning(s): phone sex, Jisung is audacious, dom-ish Jisung, Haechan is a little shit as per usual, excessive use of "noona", use of "pretty", voyeur (?) Haechan, Haechan switch mode asf, Haechan is referred to as "baby boy"
wc: 1.4k
a/n: this literally came from me listening to Poison and a conversation about it transitioning to phone sex with Jisung, so, here's a little something short. mdni.
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Excitement coursed through you as you finally slipped into your bed. Everything was going as planned. Until it wasn't. You had counted the minutes to be in this position: lingerie, laptop, vibrator- only to be interrupted by an impeccably timed phone call.
You take a few deep breaths to calm your nerves before answering. "Hi Noona!" Your irritation begins to dwindle as you hear the enthusiasm in his tone, "Yes, Jisung?" The conversation proceeds as a usual check in, and then, silence.
Taking advantage of it, you close your eyes sinking back down into your previous position and try to will yourself back into the mood. "I miss you." Instinctively, a moan leaves you at the sound of his mutter, a jolt rushing through your body as your eyes snap back open. "I- you'll see me tomorrow."
If he heard your slip-up, he doesn't make it known to you, but unfortunately for you, there was another pair of ears present- the worst pair. "Oh my. What's got you making such a pretty noise for our Sungie?" You're glad you don't have to think of a bullshit excuse because it sounds like Jisung is pushing him out of the room and locking the door.
"Sorry Noona, he just walked in." Still slightly flustered you laugh it off, "Oh no, it's alright haha.." Your heart is pounding, as if it can tell something is about to kick off. "Do you..need something..Noona?" Every hair on your body stood up. He always calls you that, but he said it differently that time. Like there was a hidden meaning behind it.
Clearing your throat seems to be the one you can do at the moment. "Something like?" You know this is very wrong. He's not only your client, but he's still impressionable in your eyes. At least he was. "Do you need, help?" Deciding to continue feigning ignorance, you're about to respond but he beats you to it, a sudden sturdiness in his voice you've never heard before.
"Please, don't play dumb. Do you need me to help you cum?"
Stunned can't even describe your current state. You want to answer him but God is this unprofessional. "Do you need my voice, to guide you through it?" oh God. He chuckles at your- well, what would be silence, if not for your audible shallow breaths. "Bet you don't even need my guidance. Your desperate hand is probably already caressing where you wish my hands were."
There's a whine that leaves your mouth at his words, but also at the realization that he was right. Your hand was already touching yourself, whispers escaping you, "Jisung." As if beckoned by the call of a siren, his husky response is instant, "Yes, Noona?" You don't know what you want from him, but you feel he's the only one who can satiate you, "Help me?"
You're startled by sudden boisterous laughter booming from the other side of the line, but it isn't Jisung. "I tried to stay quiet and enjoy the show but damn, Jisung. You're good." You can't bring yourself to be surprised, "Hyuck?" The arrogance in his tone is clear as day, "Hey, Pretty. I bet your hand hasn't even moved from between your legs, has it?"
Heat spreads across your face, "Sh-Shut up." But rather than intimidating, it comes out pant-like. "Want to know where my hand is?" You let out a breathy chuckle, reaching for your vibrator, "I can take a good guess, perv." He returns the chuckle and groans, his hand stroking his shaft more prominent to your ears now, "Don't act like you don't miss it."
The youngest's silence becomes louder so you call out to him, "Jisung?" His voice is somehow deeper and heavier than usual, "Yes, Noona?" You mewl and meekly address him as you tease your clit with the smooth side of your toy, "Are-are you touching yourself?" Haechan can be heard pointing out how pretty you sound in the background.
"Do you want me to touch myself, Noona?" For some reason you grow emotional and feel tears well in your eyes as you breath shakily and continue teasing yourself, "Yes, please, I really do." You hear clothes rustling on his side of the line when Haechan chimes in, "Oh you sound so pretty- she's our pretty little girl isn't she Sungie?"
"D-Don't call me that," his voice is already shaky and raspy, "but, yes, she is."
That triggers something in you and you activate the vibration on your dildo, "Sungie." Wet fapping sounds from both men have you moaning and whining. "Noona." The three of your moans harmonize so beautifully, Haechan unsurprisingly being the most melodic. "Pretty girl, let me see your pretty face."
You aren't sure what it is with him, but he just triggers your sadistic side. "No, baby boy. B-But Jisung c-can." You unintentionally moan a little more when you say Jisung's name. Haechan soon hears the ringing of Facetime on your laptops and lets out a loud whine. "That's not fair I-I asked first." The hiccup in his words already lets you know where he is, and you aren't far behind him.
"Fuck Noona, your pussy looks so pretty. So pretty and greedy I bet you're clenching at the thought of taking the two of us." Hyuck, still on the other line joins you, simultaneously whining and whimpering at Jisung's words. You really were clenching around the silicone, just wishing it were one, or both, of the men in your ear.
"Bet you want one more person filling your mouth too, don't you, Noona?" You moan uncontrollably despite biting your lip and clench your thighs together as you continue fucking yourself. "Mark Hyung?" You moan and nod, picturing Mark fucking into your mouth, "Or maybe Jaemin Hyung?"
Okay, never had you thought that deeply about Jaemin like that. You'd imagined things occasionally, yes, but the way Jisung said it? You were soon gushing all over your fresh sheets, "fffuck Jisung." "That's it, good girl, Noona. Keep going, ride it out, Noona." Your eyes roll back as your body jerks, moans flowing nonstop.
At his command, you can't bring yourself to stop; yet in spite of the overstimulation your thoughts are coherent enough to coax Haechan through. "H-Hyuck, you okay baby boy?" The whine he rewards your ears with is so desperate you let one of your own slip. "You need a little help? Want to see the mess I'm making for you?"
You know it's mainly Jisung that got you there, but you can't deny the times Haechan has given you some of your best O's. He doesn't hesitate to beg, "Yes, please, yes yes." You can already feel your second orgasm approaching.
"Mmm, baby boy, you look and sound so pretty and fucked out for me, d-don't you?" Your eyes gloss over as the phone call ends and his picture comes into view on your laptop. "I could say the same about you, Noona." You grow flustered as Jisung bursts your bubble of teasing Haechan.
"F-Fuck yo-," your insult is interrupted by the abundance of pleasure that tips you over the edge. It was quite unfair actually. And it seemed to be in slow motion for you; the almost artistic way white ropes simultaneously painted their skin.
Deep down you know the prettiest canvas to you will always be the honey-like golden. Though the milky white has a, well, ethereal milky essence to it. Both made your night end in such bliss that you almost wish it wasn't over.
You hesitate to turn off your vibrator, still wanting more, "Don't overdo it, Noona." The command itself not direct, but you in fact, understood completely and remove it after powering it off.
"Tomorrow, your ass is mine," "Ours" Jisung quips at Haechan, to which he sighs then scoffs at, "Fine, ours. Though I don't plan on giving you up that easily." His eyes alternate between you and Jisung as best as they can, "Just because you made him your new boy toy doesn't mean I won't ruin you for him. Or any other man for that matter."
He leaves the call after, declaring war I guess you could say? You're a little confused by it but you can't deny the excitement building in the pit of your stomach as you see a prideful jealousy stir in Jisung's eyes.
"Well then."
"Goodnight, Noona."
"Goodnight, Jisung." You blow him a kiss, waving goodnight and end the call, but not before hearing his last declaration.
"Just know I'm dreaming 'bout you."
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markiemocha · 11 months
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CURLS.
haechanx darkskin fem! a lil shortie!! 💁🏾‍♀️
Des: He just loves your hair😻
baby.. haechan uttered while sitting on the opposite side of the couch, just staring at you. “Yes” you said wondering why he called your name all of a sudden. “can you come here in between my legs and lay with me?” He said with those pretty doe eyes.
You smiled and crawled over to his laying figure and turned on your back and laid your head on his lap.
he then ran his tan & slim fingers through your curls,loving how each strand tangled around his fingers. your hair is just so beautiful babe..he said in a heartfelt tone. Thank you hyuck you said and he smiled down at you as you looked up at him.
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lordyouknowimtired · 11 months
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calling nct 127 members by their first name.
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2cupids · 6 months
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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏$$𝐘 | 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬
warnings — fem reader, overstimulation, oral (f. receiving), f.ingering, pet names (doll, baby)
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no sooner than your vision returns to normal, does your boyfriend’s latch his mouth onto your overly sensitive core again.
you’ve lost count of how count of how many times you’ve cum tonight. hell, you can barely even remember your last name. that’s how foggy your brain is.
you run your fingers through his hair and weakly tug at the strands but just enough to get his attention as you whine. “p-please too much, i-it’s too m-much.”
he moans against your cunt from the sting of his hair being pulled but he remains unfazed by your pleads, continuing to flick his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking it into his mouth as he drives two fingers into your hole. he does, however, let his free hand roam around the sheets until he finds your hand, intertwining your fingers together. your heart flutters at the simple yet intimate gesture.
he remains situated between your legs, one minute he’s lapping at your arousal then the next minute he’s suddenly pulling away and sitting back on his knees to look at you.
“let me honest with you, doll. i’m nowhere near finished with you. you let me have one taste of that sweet pussy and i can’t help myself, you know how i get,” he says before bending down to whisper the next part in your ear. “just let me stay down here a little longer— play with her a little more. then i’ll put this dick inside that pretty little pussy of yours if you’ll let me and fuck you to sleep while i fill you up.”
you clench around nothing except air at the lewdness of his words and all you can do in response is dumbly nod at him, too weak and tired to speak.
he brings your hand up to his lips, your fingers still interlocked and kisses the back of your hand. “thank you for being so good for me baby. we’ll do whatever you want tomorrow, how does that sound?”
you nod again and he returns to his previous position, placing a kiss on the hood of your swollen clit. “you think if i add three fingers i can get you to squirt?”
shownu, kihyun, taeil, johnny, taeyong, yuta, kun, changkyun, doyoung, jaehyun, hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, san, mark, xiaojun, mingi, hendery, haechan, jaemin
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note: now y’all i don’t write for mx but i.m, shownu, and kihyun (jooheon too lowkey) give me the vibe that they would do this
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