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number1mingyustan · 1 year

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hhu hard thoughts

nsfw !!

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(a/n: something to read while i work on real content 💃🏽)

Vernon

Head

Holy shit he’s definitely such a sucker for some good head. There’s nothing better to him than being able to lean back on the couch/bed or even in the car while you take his cock down your throat. He absolutely loves it. He loves the way it feels, how you sound, how you look. Being able to lean back and feel your throat around his cock is his personal heaven. In bed, he’s rarely on the vocal side, until you’re on your knees he's so loud. Whenever you suck him off he turns into a moaner, breathing heavily and grunting while you work your mouth around his cock.

Fingering

He’s not completely selfish, he also loves fingering you. He always gets so concentrated as he watches your face contort with pleasure while he coaxes you to climax with his fingers. He loves seating you on his lap with your legs spread open for him while he fingers you. He'll reach around and finger you until you squirt for him.

Marking

Loves being marked more than he does marking, but he’ll 100% mark you. He likes seeing the scratches you leave on his back and the hickies that appear on his neck and chest. He encourages you to leave marks even when you’re not having sex. He likes keeping things private between you two, so he won't be big on having them visible, they're more so for him. He likes looking at them, feeling like he's really yours now that you've marked your territory.

Mingyu

Praise

Likes hearing it more than giving it, but definitely does a lot of both. He always calls you his pretty girl and tells yo how well you're doing when you're riding him or sucking him off. He always gives you the best compliments, the ones that make your cunt throb and encourage you to keep going for him. But he also loves hearing words of affirmation, hearing you moan louder and you telling him how good he makes you feel. He won't be satisfied with himself unless you're telling him how good he fucks you.

Public Sex

Although it doesn't happen often, it happens. Mingyu's never been one to keep it in his pants regardless of where you are. He gets horny easily, and that's when his hands start roaming under your dresses and he gets extra touchy. It doesn't matter to him that you're in the middle of a restaurant full of people, your dress is tight and short and he wants you. Thankfully you've never actually been caught, but he gets a bit of a thrill knowing anyone can see you and catch you two at any given moment.

Boobs

Big or small, he loves them. Always gets hard when you wear something low-cut and has a hard time controlling himself when you do so much as jump. You often find him staring and when you ride him, his eyes are trained on your bouncing tits. Beach days always end the same when he sees you in a bikini, boobs practically on display for him. He's an ass lover too, but your tits... always get him going.

Wonwoo

Cockwarming

It's all about the intimacy for him. He loves feeling close to you, especially on lazy days. It's often you'll spend a slow Saturday laying on the couch with Wonwoo's cock buried inside of you. He's gotten better at remaining still... thankfully. But he really loves feeling so close to you by burying himself deep into your cunt. Will also stay inside of you overnight so he can have sleepy morning sex with you.

Kissing

He won't do it much in public, but in private, that's all he really seems to do. He won't settle for a quick peck, he loves kissing you too much. He rarely asks for kisses anymore either, simply placing his hand on the back of your neck or your cheek and pulling you in. He likes kissing you until his lips are swollen and stained with your lipstick. And he won't just kiss your lips either. He'll kiss you all over your body, your collarbones, your inner thighs, anywhere he can. It almost always escalates to you two finding your way to the bedroom, or the couch, or the kitchen counter, or the floor. Point being, Wonwoo loves his kisses.

Thighs

Biggest thigh man, prove me wrong. Loves it when you wear skirts and dresses because he loves your thighs so much. Has always fantasized about slipping his cock between your thighs and fucking them but is too afraid to ask. He'll ask you one day, but for now he'll stick to tracing small circles on your inner thighs and leaving kisses and bite marks on your soft skin.

Seungchol

Backshots

You can't tell me this man doesn't love backshots. As much as he loves your pretty face and seeing you when you fuck, he loves the way your ass bounces more. He'll pull your hair and make sure your back is arched when he fucks you. He's always rough when he takes you from behind too, whispering things in your ear as he slams his hips against your ass with full force. His favorite is taking you from behind with the mirror in front of you, that way he can see it all when he fucks you.

Pussy Eating

Biggest munch idc. He always put your pleasure before his own. He genuinely likes going down on you, it turns him on so much. He loves your taste and always treats it like his last meal. He loves making you cum on his tongue over and over again until you're overstimulated and telling him it's so much.

Dirty Talk

Doesn't talk the entire time, but always says the right thing. It's often a mix of praise and degradation. He'll call you his dirty slut but then tell you you're taking it like a good girl. When you're close he always coaxes you into an orgasm with his words, and hearing him whisper those dirty words into your ear is always what sends you over the edge.

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bittersweet-folder · 7 months

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~☆□ seventeen imagines: [ Hip hop unit ]

~☆how they react when you want to kiss all over their face but with your lipstick on: (slightly suggestive so minors dni) .

Word count: 1437 words (sorry lol) • Masterlist

These are honestly small scenarios literally-

♡Seungcheol:

"Babe! Cheollll!!! Listen!!!"

Cheol, who was lying on his bed, now looked up from his phone. "What is it baby?"

"Which color do you like the most??" You held up two shades of red lipstick. A dark wine red and a raspberry red shade.

Cheol pondered for a minute on which one should he choose. He really loved the wine red shade and how enticing it looked on your pretty lips.

"The wine red one!"

"Okayyy!"

You applied some and Seungcheol watched you with confusion.

"Y/n i don't know if there's a special occasion or something and I don't understand- why are you doing your makeup before dressing up" Seungcheol asked outta dread if he actually forgot if there's any special occasion.

"Well no there isn't. I just wanna place plenty of kisses all over your face with my lipstick on" You said nonchalantly

"Oh oka- wait what!?" His ears went red and cheeks became all blushed upon hearing this.

"Cheollieee you are blushing"

"Y/n stop teasing"

"Okay then I can do the lipstick thing right~ pretty please with a cherry in top~"

He thought "it wouldn't be bad I guess".

"Okay fine" He said smiling.

Without further ado, you went closer, sat on his lap with your legs on one side and started planting soft kisses, first on his lips then all over the cheeks and then forehead. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't melting into the fuzzy feeling of those soft kisses. After you were done you looked at him and he had a love drunk gaze on you, which, most definitely, wanted more. And then you kissed him on the lips and he kissed you back. A soft and sweet kiss.

"You look sooo pretty babyy" you said.

"All thanks to you my love"

♡Wonwoo:

You were apparently lying, stomach down on your bed, scrolling through Pinterest as usual. You again came across that video of the couple where one of them is kissing their partner ,all over their face, with lipstick on. Wonwoo was in his gaming room at that moment. You wondered if Wonwoo would like it or not. You let out a frustrated sigh.

"I'm sure he won't let me but I can ask I guess-" You thought.

"WONWOO can you please come here!!" you called him. After a few minutes he came.

"What is it y/n? Are you hungry-"

"Nope I ain't hungry but I wanna try something"

Wonwoo raised his eyebrows " And what exactly is it?"

"I'll kiss you with my lipstick on-" you paused for a second "can I??"

You showed him the video and he'd be lying if blood wasn't rushing through his cheeks. He was pondering for a moment.

"Pretty pleaseee just once and then I'll fulfill any of your wishes as well"

"Oh- really? Fine I'll let you" he smirked after saying that.

"Okayyy wait". You brought your lipstick and settled on his lap, legs on either side. You applied a generous amount of lipstick on your lips and cupped his cheeks. He took the chance and pulled you closer making your eyes go wide. And then you started planting soft kisses, first on his lips then his slowly all over his cheeks. You could feel him smiling. He was relishing the feeling of your soft warm lips on his face. You left a soft peck on his nose in the end then looked at him with a smile laced on your lipstick smeared lip.

"You look like cat who got his face kissed like this"

"Well do I look okay?"

"You look so freaking cute"

"All your work of art madam y/n" he grinned.

"And oh about the wish…" Wonwoo smirked as his hands squeezed your thighs. ".. how about we try to tie your hands tonight~"

Blood rushed through your cheeks.

"WONWOOOO! you-" you hid your face on the crook of his neck while he chuckled at your reaction.

♡Mingyu:

"Gyuuu babyyyyyy please let me do it" You were following Mingyu like a duckling who was apparently grabbing some snacks from the kitchen cabinet for the movie night you guys planned.

"Nooooo y/n you aren't doing that to my face with your darkest red lipstick on" Mingyu was pouting while taking out your favorite snacks.

"Plsplsplspls just onceeee" Your eyes were sparkling with that utter happiness hoping your boyfriend would let you kiss his face with the red lipstick on just to leave some lip imprints on his face, just like you saw on that Pinterest post you came across. He turned around and looked at you with his lips pressed together in a thin line. How could he deny those sparkly eyes with hopes determined to try something new.

"Okay okay fine but just once okay babe?" He said while cupping your face with both of his hands.

"YAYYY okay lemme grab my lipstick"

You ran back to the bedroom, grabbed your lipstick and came back to the kitchen.

Gyu picked you up and made you sit on the kitchen counter top. You let out a yelp in surprise. And then started to apply a generous amount of lipstick on your lips as Mingyu watches you . You pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt. And started planting soft kisses starting from his cheeks to his forehead to his chin and then nose. Everywhere on his face but his lips. Just like Mingyu was happy about you kissing all over his face, he was sulking as well because you didn't kiss his lips, yet you kissed right under the place of his lips.

"Y/n baby you know very well what you're doing" He said pouting.

"What? What am I doing?" You said, trying to act fool.

"Alright then" he announces before smashing his lips onto yours. Your eyes went wide but you loved it. You loved an impatient Gyu. After kissing for a while you guys pulled away. Your lipstick was smeared. And Gyu looked so freaking cute.

"Mission accomplished! Now we take a pic"

"Nooooo"

"Hell yess"

You took out your phone, turned on the camera. Gyu was very amused by how he looked. And you slung a hand around his neck and you both posed and clicked a picture.

"You look so cuteee Gyu" you squealed. Mingyu smiled looking at your reaction.

"Sure miss y/n it's your work of art after all"

♡Vernon:

"Boinonieee~" You called Vernon like this every time you had a request which you think he might hesitate to fulfill.

"Yeah?" Vernon's eyes were glued to the bright screen in front of him. He was in between a gaming match with Mingyu, Cheol and Wonwoo.

"I have a request"

"Just a second y/n"

"Okay"

You sat on the bed quietly staring at him.

You laid back on his bed scrolling through your phone. He was concentrated but at the end lost the game.

"Ahhhh wow I lost yet again"

"Hansol Vernon Chwe, it's okay. Now come here. Right! Now!"

"Not my full name- and what is it?".he was definitely caught off guard with the full name calling.

"Okay so can I kiss you?"

Vernon was confused. Why would you ask him if you want to kiss him?

"To be more specific, can I kiss you with my lipstick on? So it leave the lipstick prints on your face-"

There was an awkward silence with a nervous smile on your lips. Vernon was surprised but he actually liked the idea if he was being honest. And he had seen those videos of leaving lip prints on your partner's face before.

"Alright go ahead"

"REALLY!?"

He had a grin laced on his lips and thumb up confirming you about it.

You applied your lipstick, a light dusty red shade. Vernon watched you intently. He really admires you when you put on makeup and get all dolled up. You're just so pretty, he can't get enough of you. You sat on lap and then lightly pressed a kiss on his lips. When he went to kiss you back you pulled back and then pressed soft kisses all over his cheeks and corner of his eye and lips. One on his neck as well because you both knew how much he loved your neck kisses.He loved every sec of it. He loved the warm feeling of your lips.

"You look so freaking adorable Vernon" You giggled.

"All because of you my lady" he said and smiled.

a/n: bewitched series is next~

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kpopjamstick · 1 year

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∆ WHAT KIND OF PARTNER SVT MEMBERS WILL BE DURING SEX ∆

»S.Coups: Dominate partner…like please we all know that he is the male alpha who likes to dominate and discipline his 12 other little pups…nothing will be different in the bedroom. Therefore remember to be a good girl when he asks you for it or else you'll be in for multiple rounds. But he'll turn into a fluff ball almost immediately after you're done.

»Jeonghan: Oh man! This guy is sadistic af…if you don't think he is sadistic, then you're probably from Mars. He will have his lazy graze on you while edging you to the point that you're a fucking mess. Seeing you crying and begging for him will only further boost his ego. Hence don't let this angel in disguise fool you.

»Joshua: Discipline. As we all know our gentle-sexy man shua is a very soft person. But when it comes to sex….he very much like to set certain rules as he does not want you to get hurt or feel pain. But if you being a brat try to break the rules....then he won't hesitate to punish you either. But overall I see him as a submissive partner.

»Jun: This man is getting bulk everyday and he is not afraid to admit the fact that he is pervert of the group. Apart from his cutely weird personality, he is a total daddy material and he is so into bongage that the idea of tying you down on the headboard of the bed with a rope/ handcuffs is enough to make him cum within 10 seconds. This man is basically always ready to have sex, anytime and anywhere.

»Hoshi: have you ever noticed his thighs or abs while he is performing? If you haven't, then you probably should before he hits your G-spot like a truck and wreck your ass down. This man has a lot of stamina and he won't hesitate to demonstrate while you two are in bed. He is also very Dom but sometimes wouldn't mind being sub just for you.

»Wonwoo: Besides his lazy yet calm composure , Wonwoo is a very Dom person. Unlike Jun, he would not be always up for sex. But once you slip into that sexy nightdress he specially brought for you will immensely turn him on, and it will be very foolish of his S/O to think that he'll have mercy on him/her.

»Woozi: His go to go line will be "oh shit this is red too" as he'll pin you down in bed and keep giving you hickeys everywhere that there's no more room left for any. As being the producer, he'll always be eager to try new thing. Therefore he'll be so into sex toys, and the thought of him using them on you will just turn him on.

»DK: He is a sensitive baby, he'll just melt down simply by your touch. He is definately a sub and he is into bondage but it's the other way around. He'll absolutely go head over heels for you, when you'll look straight into his eyes as he's tied up with a silk rope and you are slowly pumping him. Will be so into it that it'll send in a state of paradise. He'll be a whining mess and will always promise to be the best boy for you.

»Mingyu: He is a bigggg boy and in front of his stature you can't help yourself to feel small. He definitely knows the effect he has on you. But speaking honestly, let's admit that our baby giant gyu is still a clumsy lust stricken puppy so as long as his needs are taken care of he's ready to wag his tail and bark for you. He'll be just more than happy to get off despite of the way…as long as he's able to fuck you dumb he is the winner. He is definitely a switch between Dom and sub.

»The8: He is a very sensible and sensitive guy. I cannot imagine him hurting you or causing you any discomfort. I feel like he'll be so disciplined while having sex and set rules beforehand. He'll be so cautious that if you try to break the set rules then you might not able to get off at all.

»Seungkwan: He is a very sensitive boy but I feel like he would loveeeee to try bondage with his partner. Either of them restrained and the other trying every way possible to reach the climax….oh he'll probably cry!

»Vernon: I can honestly feel this boy being a soft submissive baby for his partner….he would love when his partner just blindfold him and make him touch every part of his partner's body…. he'll be sooo horny that you'll be in for a lonnnnngggg night!

»Dino: Dino is sooo experienced tolerating his 12 hyungs, so I think temperature play would be a thing for him…. making his partner cry out of pleasure will be his mission…. moreover he got some moves and I hope that no one underestimates his stamina!!!

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multiland · 8 months

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Best Friend!Seventeen Hip Hop Unit when you ask to suck them off

a/n: here's what you guys requested, i hope you enjoy it and please leave feedback!

S.Coups

Wonwoo

Mingyu

Vernon

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mingyusthetic · 1 year

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Punishment | kmg

Pairing: vampire Mingyu x fem!reader

Genre: smut , fantasy

Summary: your jealous vampire boyfriend tastes you for the first time.

Warnings: Blood, Sexual Content

[MINORS DONOT INTERACT]

After being dropped off at the mansion, you reluctantly walk inside and instead of going to your room, you comfortably spread yourself on the couch near the fireplace.

You sigh in annoyance. "I was just having some fun" You think to yourself.

The sliding sound of the main door snaps you out of your thoughts. You don't bother to look around.

"I want you in the study. Right now." Mingyu says. His voice is calm but firm. He is back from the party and he is pissed.

Your heart skips a beat. You contemplate for a few moments then get up and start walking towards the study.

You knock on the door but there is no answer. You slowly roll the knob and open the door, sticking your head inside. You see Mingyu sitting on the desk chair with a glass of liquor in his hands but he isn’t looking at you. So you quietly enter the room and close the door behind you.

"What is it?" You ask.

Without giving an answer right away, Mingyu stands up and slowly paces towards you. He stands right in front of you, inches away and the tension in the room begins to rise.

"What do you think you were doing at the party?" He asks, looking you dead in your eyes. You look away.

"H-Having Fun"

Mingyu lets out a small, not-so-friendly chuckle. "..Fun huh..?" He says, his voice low and raspy.

He lifts your face with his hands on your chin and a chill runs down your spine as his cold fingers touch your skin. You make firm eye contact.

"How dare you disobey me?" Though nervous, you jerk his hand off.

"Why should I? You don't tell me what to do. You don’t own me or anything... " You say in one go, gasping for air, your face red, waiting for an answer.

An uncomfortable silence creeps into the room. Suddenly, Mingyu holds onto your wrist and pulls you towards him. You hit his chest with a thud, your entire body burning at that moment. You can feel the hardness of his abs rubbing against your breasts.

Mingyu leans down to your ears and whispers,

"Let me show who owns you then..." His deep voice sends shivers through every limb of your body.

He pours the entire glass of liquor on your tops and brings himself closer as his lips touch yours. You feel your knees weakening, as a warm and sweet feeling creeps over your body.

He grabs your waist with one hand and cups one of your breasts with the other. You gasp and Mingyu takes this as a chance and slides his tongue inside your lips. Your tongue starts to move with the tempo, the pace increasing rapidly.

Mingyu starts to press your breasts and rub his fingers against your hard nipples. He removes your tops. Every bit of your body is driving Mingyu crazy. He can hear your increased heart rate. This turns him on some more.

Mingyu removes everything from the table with a swish of his hand and puts you on the office desk. He removes your pants and you try to close your legs but he pulls them apart,

"...Uh-uh princess..."

You feel his fingers rub your clitoris through your panties and let out a small moan.

"...yes, moan for me baby..." he says.

His fingers pick up speed, rubbing your sensitive and now throbbing bud. Your legs jolt as you let out a loud moan. He removes his fingers and kisses your inner thighs.

He starts licking the slit of your entrance, his tongue moves around your clit circling it at a rapid pace. He inserts two fingers into you, thrusting it in and out more rapidly.

"...M-Mingyu..." You arch your back and try to clutch onto the desks with Mingyu's increasing thrusting.

"Let it out... "You hear Mingyu demanding.

You feel something build in your stomach and finally let everything out, you come.

Your vision becomes blurry, your entire body quivering in pleasure. Tired, you have had enough but Mingyu wants more.

He unzips his pants, leans down and unhooks your bra, placing gentle kisses on your chest up to your neck, he slowly whispers into your ears,

"Are you ready for me… " He pushes himself inside you. You feel a sharp pain down there and tears start rolling down your cheeks.

It is your first time, but the pain only grows as he goes in and out of you. Noticing your pain, Mingyu's hand reaches for yours and he holds it while the other caresses the back of your neck, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

"...It's okay... " He says in a soft voice. You feel the pain slowly ease away. "Yes...Please, more... " You gasp, Mingyu’s cheeks get heated.

He increases the pace, his thrusts get sloppier and the room is filled with your moans and the clapping sounds of both of your skin.

His torso leans close to yours, both of his hands finding yours again and clasping onto them. "Fuck" you hear him curse.

"Fill me..." Mingyu hears you whisper and so he does.

He falls onto you, kissing your neck, he thinks the time has finally come, he can do this now.

His gums slowly reveal his sharp fangs and he quickly pierces them into your delicate skin. You feel a sharp pain at first but gradually it eases away,

Mingyu's temptation to drain your body out of blood is growing. He looks you in the eyes and finally removes his fangs, "I love you…" He says.

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sluttyminghao · 8 months

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Last minute 8k request!!

What do you think are some none sexual things that make hhu go insane??

seungcheol: sitting on his lap innocently, kissing along his jaw, feeding him little bites of your food, wearing his shirts around your home

wonwoo: reading a book to him, playing with his hair while he drifts to sleep, playing video games with him, setting up a pillow fort for movie night

mingyu: cooking his favourite meal for him, spraying his cologne on your clothes, doing skincare with him, cuddling under a fluffy blanket

vernon: listening to one of his mixtapes, calling him baby, bringing him food while he works, showering together

8k requests are closed!

#8k celebration #kpop smut #seventeen smut #sluttyhao reaction #hip hop unit smut

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00angelyoon · 8 months

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you guys, i have this dumbass sim, that can’t cook for her fucking life, like this bitch can’t cook whatsoever . she started cooking even though i canceled that activity, she fucking burned her kitchen down she already has burned down the oven before. but like she died in the fire and all the other dumbass sims just ran outside and stood there scared. she died in the fucking fire, i kept on pressing the extinguish and call the fire department button but she just stood there like a dumbass and she fell to the ground and disintegrated. please is this normal?

like i was crying while this was happening on god. i’m new to the sims bro please tell me?

also i was listening to fire by hhu like did fucking mingyu curse me ????

???

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smileysuh · 2 years

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smut [18+] prompt - [dialogue] : “I’m not wearing any panties”

–▸ pairing: svt rap team x reader –▸ word count: 1k

Seungcheol

–▸ he has mixed feelings anytime you tell him you’re not wearing panties. he’s hit with immediate arousal, followed by twangs of anger at the fact that you have him wrapped around your little finger like this. annoyance gives this man the energy and wherewithal to figure out exactly what he wants to do with you after this... information disclosure

–▸ if you’re in public, he’ll lean more towards the angry side of things. he’s supposed to be the leader of svt, and he can’t be popping a boner out in public- to have you teasing him this way is: simply unacceptable, and he goes pretty dom daddy mode. he’ll either give you a warning of how he’s going to punish you later, tell you to excuse yourself from the situation and wait for him in the nearest bathroom, or simply ditch the event if at all possible, it all depends on whats going on, because first and foremost, when you’re in public, Seungcheol has to keep up a composed front

–▸ if you’re at home, Cheol will pull you into his arms, letting out a deep sigh. “what am i going to do with you?” he’d ask softly while he takes you to the closest horizontal surface. if you’re teasing him like this, he can tease you too, and he’ll make you grind down on his lap while you make out ravenously, until you’re practically dripping for him, and he’ll take full advantage of the fact that only one of you has easy access to the other ;) he’ll want you begging before he finally gives you what you want, just to be mean

Wonwoo

–▸ he’s very good at hiding his reactions. whenever you decide to be a little naughty like this, Wonwoo will weigh all the variables before deciding on the right course of action. girls who don’t wear panties will always end up getting fucked in Wonwoo’s score book, it’s just a matter of when, and how hard.

–▸ if you’re in public, telling Wonwoo you’re not wearing panties will grant you zero reaction. he’ll stare at you as if you said something as mundane as ‘the sky is grey and the leaves are brown,’ but when he pulls his eyes from you, you can always see the way he assesses the room. if you’re at a casual dinner with a few friends and his hand can be hidden by the table, you might be rewarded with his fingers, but more often than not, an assessment of risk done by Wonwoo results in the setting being too risky for the kpop idol, which just means you have to wait until you’re alone... and waiting always makes the sex even more explosive upon arriving home.

–▸ if you’re at home, there are few things that will take precedent over you when you tell him you’re not wearing panties. If he’s playing a video game, he’ll stiffen upon hearing your words and get visibly agitated until it’s over, tossing his headphones off before diving between your legs. but other than video games, Wonwoo will usually drop what he’s doing to eat his favourite snack, after all, you unwrapped it for him

Mingyu

–▸ when you tell him you’re not wearing panties, Mingyu’s lips part and his pupils blow, betraying the same level of extreme interest no matter how many times you do this to him. he loves it- he lives for it- and Mingyu is always ready to drop everything and dive into you ;)

–▸ if you’re in public, he’s not going to be very happy about you teasing him, and he’s not going to be great at hiding the fact that he’s now desperate to get out of whatever situation he’s in. will literally bounce while he waits for another member to finish talking before he can excuse the both of you- he’s not even good at coming up with excuses to leave, and everyone always knows where you’re both going, but this happens so often anyway that no one ever clues in on the fact that it happens more often on days when ur in skirts

–▸ if you’re at home, expect his face buried between your legs within five seconds flat. sometimes he’ll lift you onto a counter or table before going face first into your heat, and other times he enjoys being on his knees, one of your legs cocked over his shoulder- then there’s his love for bending you over and pushing his tongue into you from behind before he gives you his cock- so many ways for Mingyu to take advantage of his “sweet, panty hating, little baby”... but do you really hate panties, or is the reward for going commando just too good to pass up?

Vernon

–▸ he’s always surprised when you tell him you’re not wearing panties. oddly enough, his first inclination will usually be to stare at you in confusion, or ask you, point blank, “why?”

–▸ if you’re in public, vernon’s the most concerned member of the whole rap line in terms of: what if a gust of wind lifts up your skirt? he’s more worried about you accidentally flashing someone than turned on at the notion of easy access to your pussy, so if you ever want this to go somewhere, you’ll have to guide his hand between your legs yourself. he might stop-start a little, worried about being caught with his hand between your legs at group dinner and such, but he’ll take his time, which makes the final pay off even sweeter.

–▸ if you’re at home, he’ll pause whatever he’s doing and gently pull you closer. he’d want you to explain to him, in detail, why you hadn’t worn panties- after all, what do you want? his fingers... his tongue? the type to lay you down on the couch and eat you out until your thighs are quivering on his shoulders and you’re just begging him to fuck you- an A+ boyfriend, let’s be real

Wonwoo & Mingyu –▸ patreon bonus teaser

one of the positives of having two boyfriends is that you never get lonely... or so you’d thought.

part of date night sitting on Wonwoo’s bed while he plays video games isn’t uncommon, but ever since Mingyu bought his own pc for their room, he’s been playing just as frequently- and you’re starting to feel just a little neglected.

after watching your boyfriends play separate games for the better part of an hour, you excuse yourself to grab some water in the kitchen, where you run into DK and Hoshi, who both note their surprise at seeing you, as they’d not heard you in the entirety of your time being at the dorm.

you see the way Hoshi takes in your skirt, and it’s not lost on you that other band members are able to hear you when you’re intimate with your boyfriends, despite Mingyu’s claims about the soundproofing layer he’d glued to their door.

it’s also not lost on you that even your boyfriend’s bandmates are shocked by how little attention either Wonwoo or Mingyu have given you since your arrival, and you decide to do something about it.

when you exit the bathroom minutes later, you’re holding something in your hands, and when you rejoin your two large lovers in their room, you toss the flimsy piece of fabric directly at Wonwoo’s computer screen, collapsing onto his bed before stating loudly, “i’m not wearing any panties.”

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seventeenplug · 1 year

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The softest time (Kim Mingyu X AFAB reader)

Pairing: Idol Kim Mingyu X not idol AFAB reader (reader has breasts & vagina)

Genre: Fluff + slight smut

Warning: A few curse words, beginning of a smut but not detailed.

Summary: Many people know Mingyu, he's tall, handsome, a soft man with a strong appearance. Some were frightened of him due to his build, but he never acted that way with you or your kids.

Word Count: 1,6K words

Mingyu was the most hardworking person you had ever met, given that you two met whilst running to work. You worked a simple job, gaining a decent living wage as a kindergarten teacher.

Guaranteed that you love children, at the time you couldn't imagine yourself with a child, but then again you were also single and younger. Running for the coffee line, although it was to get tea you hurried outside once the cashier called out your name and just as you exited you bumped into a tall mall. The mask made it hard to see his face, but you barely tried to look further bowing apologetically as your tea had just wet his entire shirt.

"I'm so, so sorry. I'll pay for the dry cleaners" you hurriedly apologized, hand covering your mouth as you stared in shock. The man in front of you, sighs, pulling at the shirt that was sticking to his skin. "It's fine. It's just a shirt" he exhales tiredly. "I'm really busy, so I'll get going" he nonchalantly said, you shook your head grabbing him by the elbow. "Please, at least give me your phone number, so I can transfer you the money for the cleaners" you offer once again.

"Miss, really. It's fine" he repeats, fingers rubbing at his temple. "Please, I feel really bad about the whole situation" you said once more. You left with his phone number like you had asked for and with a final apology you left after getting another cup of tea, this time being extra careful with how you left the shop.

You carried on with your day, caring for the children whilst their parents worked, your favorite little boy, Teo, following you around the whole place, always around whatever you do. You had even begun to form a friendship with Teo's parents due to the love that the little boy had for you, almost not wanting to go home because you wouldn't be there.

That same night you called the number he had given to you, still clueless of the man's name. On the other line, Mingyu was doing a Vlive with 2 other members, watching the number display on his phone he frowned, unsure if it was you or a random sasaeng, so he rejected the call, thinking to call after the live had finished.

You shrugged, assuming he had been busy and went home when he finally called you, a little past 9PM, and after you had eaten dinner. "Hello?" You spoke into the phone. "Ah, It's you" he chuckled lightly. "Yes, I'm sorry. I guess i startled you by calling" you joked.

The conversation was quick, you once more spoke of the fact that you intended on paying for his shirt, he instead refused, asking instead for you to buy him a coffee which you agreed to, and the two of you met a week later at a café that, unknown to you, was owned by his family, so it was fairly empty, then again he chose the time right after lunch, so a lot of people were likely still eating.

The two of you hit it off right away, you also recognized him as soon as you had seen him without the mask, laughing to yourself. He even asked what you were laughing about, joining in after you told him about you finally understanding why he had said 'Oh, it's you' as soon as he had picked up the phone.

Over the months you two had gotten even closer, beginning to date 2 months after you became friends. Meeting his family after half a year together and then his group members as well.

This, was all 3 years ago, the two of you had tied the knot on the day you marked 3 years together and were now caring for a beautiful 7-month-old baby boy who you two decided to name Ha Ru, meaning day, that was because the two of you loved the idea that he could make his future day by day. Mingyu also wanted it due to its meaning in Japanese which means springtime, sun, sunlight, sunny, or sunlight, perfect for him who was born in the morning. His fans, were still clueless, or so you liked to think, since nobody had ever mentioned it. Although the pregnancy hadn't been planned, you two were more than ready to take in the challenge. You had always adored kids, and Mingyu was the perfect man, not to mention that he had mentioned the thought of expanding the family before multiple times.

He still had a duty with his company and group, he tried his best to be on top of everything, both his idol life and his private one. Seventeen was very supportive of their member, they all had chimed in to help as soon as they heard the news of your pregnancy, especially Joshua who was delighted to hear about a baby possibly keeping them company.

Now that your baby boy was 7 months old and had settled for a bit you had a little bit of freedom to get back to what you called your norm, you'd make Mingyu food and wait for him to leave his practice, sitting on the couch feeding Ha Ru when Mingyu got home. You stood up with the sleepy child in your arms, Mingyu's eyes widening at your position, shirt up, boob out and Ru sucking on it. Your husband gulped down dryly, dropping all of his belongings and making his way to you in big steps, engulfing you in a hug, his nose in your neck, smelling your fragrance.

"You okay, Gyu?" you giggled, mercilessly being tickled by your husband's breathing and nose. The big man hums, nuzzling deeper into you, although being careful with the tiny human in between you two. He pulls back just the tiny bit, eyes wandering down to your child, already asleep, milk drunk with his lips open. "He seems to enjoy what was once mine" he groaned, giving a quick kiss to your cleavage.

"I'll go set him down, dinner is almost ready. I'm going to heat it up again" you almost whisper, afraid to wake the small child. "No, don't worry. I'll go put him down. I barely have time for the two of you these days, just sit down I'll be right back" he sweetly said. You smile, the baby looked even tinier in the big arms of Mingyu who cradled the child with utter care.

You followed his instructions, sitting back down on the couch, sighing in comfort as you sprawled over it. But curiosity got the best of you as you noticed how long Mingyu was taking to settle the baby onto its crib, so you decided to check the nursery. Mingyu was kneeling on the floor, his finger being gripped by little Ha Ru who slept peacefully, you could see your husband's gentle eyes on the baby, staring at him like he was his whole world.

"Gyu..." you chuckled, placing a hand on his shoulder tenderly. "I still can't believe we made something this perfect" he says, eyes blinking as he continued staring at the baby. "He has you wrapped around his finger" you joke. "It makes me want to have 10 more" you smiled, slowly realizing his words, his eyes constantly on you. "No." you frown making him laugh.

"One more then" he smirks, you laugh, giving him the perfect opportunity to grab you by the legs, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. "One more it is" he smirked, kissing your lips. "Wait, Mingyu. The baby" you tried to settle back down, but he wouldn't release you, keeping a tight hold of your legs.

He closed the baby's bedroom door like you had said, continuing his way to the bedroom, he sat you down on the edge, lips back on yours as his hands settled on your face, brushing your hair away from it Your heart warmed, seeing that even covered in drool from the kid, likely to me stains of milk and dressed in an old shirt and shorts he still had the sex drive that he had before you had gotten pregnant. His taste hadn't changed, although he had become way more gentle than before, a true gentleman for you especially in the bedroom.

"Honey, I really want to do it. But if you're not feeling it, or it hurts - " "I'm fine, I want you too Gyu" you assured him, pecking his lips in the most gentle of ways, he smiles into the kiss, softly lowering you down onto the bed, lips never leaving yours. He removed his shirt in a split second, getting back to kissing you right after before he tugged on your own shirt, taking it off your body.

His lips moved with a final peck to your lips, down your neck and to your cleavage, his eyes staring at your face every time he did something new watching your reaction to it. The night was long, although you had to take breaks a few times due to the baby waking up. The flame was there, and everything was sore once the sun rose. "I hope we can have a baby that looks like you" Mingyu whispered softly, his eyes staring at yours, you two were lying in bed watching the time pass by, happiness just filled with each other's presence. "I hope she has your nose" you smile, finger bopping it.

"I'll get Ha Ru, he needs to start speaking, so he can name his baby sister" Mingyu hurriedly got up, almost running to the other room to grab your child leaving you to laugh by yourself.

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Posted the 11th December 2022

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jeonride · 10 months

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svt hospital | svt x fem!reader (fluff, angst, you should really start to read this!) by @taeyegu

in pursuit of wedded bliss | svt regency au, romance, historical au by @fantasyescapes17

kinktober 2022 | (smut) by @duhnova

doting on you! | svt hhu x pets series (fluff, mild angst, smut) by @lovelyhan

apartment 5c | 96 line (fluff, slice of life, humor, smau) by @suhnshinehaos

the king's gambit | 95 line (smut, fluff, angst, slowburn) by @duhnova @onlyhuis @onlymingyus

angel's trumpets | joshua, wonwoo x undercover cop!reader (light angst, suspense/thriller, cheating, smut) by @sunnylovespickles you have to read this this is so amazing

demon's play | seungcheol, dino x fem!reader (smut, dark, fantasy) by @bitchlessdino

bad girls make good boys cry | joshua (smut, fluff) by @duhnova

little miss naughty | jeonghan (smut) by @hoshzone

doe eyes | dino (smut) by @duhnova

midnight appetite | mingyu, wonwoo x female!reader (smut, threesome) by @writeformesinpie

just peachy | seokmin, wonwoo x afab!reader (smut, threesome) by @xddaengx

sweater paws | jeonghan (smut, fluff, sub!jeonghan) by @duhnova

wine & dine | seungcheol (smut, fluff, husband!cheol) by @ally-127

eggs, bacon, and sausage sandwich | wonwoo, mingyu x female reader (smut, threesome) by @bitchlessdino

work husband | mingyu, wonwoo x female reader (fluff, cute omg, office au) by @rubyreduji

moira | seungcheol, chan x oc (mystery like that, contains smut) by @sunnylovespickles

biting his pecs | jun (nsfw) by @onlyhuis

made with love | joshua (fluff, dad!joshua) by @icyminghao

just deserts | minghao, wonwoo x fem!reader (smut, threesome) by @seungkwansphd

don't listen in secret (ot13 series, fwb) by @j6shua

dressing room | hao, wonwoo + fem!reader (smut, threesome) by @cheolhub

good to us | mingyu, wonwoo x fem!reader (smut, threesome) by @multi-kpop-fanfics

gamers do it better | wonwoo, seungcheol x fem!reader (smut, threesome) by @sluttywonwoo

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dad!hoshi by @number1mingyustan

sub!mingyu (smut) by @euphoricsunflowers

touch starved (hhu) by @wqnwoos

svt as the children of greek gods by @rubyreduji

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smut reactions (ot13) by @sluttywonwoo

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cum inside (ot13) by @hoshzone

degradation kink (ot13) by @nsfwhao

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ronearoundblindly · 2 months

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Hideout (4.2)

touch-starved!Nomad Steve Rogers x motel employee!Reader

Horny Teen, part two (see previous or series)

Summary: A late-summer heat wave hits you and Steve hard.

Warnings for smut (kinda unprotected sex, momentarily--guess that's dubcon to be safe--fingering, lots of foreplay things and dirty talk but Steve can't actually talk dirty, so...hot talk? IDK, gang, I 'bout died writing this. Prepare thy loins, babes). MINORS DNI. There is plenty for you to read on my Light Masterlist, but this series is not for you! WC 3.1k

A/N: This part contains a cannibalized version of the original idea for this series, but since we've developed differently to this point, it is very different.

He calls ahead. For the first time in a year of visiting, he calls ahead and knows you aren’t working the night he’ll be here.

You work in the garden as long as you can stand before hopping in a cool shower. You aren’t even wrapped in a towel when the trill of your room phone—extension 14, as Steve now knows it—blares through multiple closed doors.

He’s checked-in, and in Room Two, but no pressure, if you want, if you don’t have plans, he’s here. It is the most adorable and awkwardest conversation of all time. It also never gets old to hear him scramble for the simplest of sentiments.

Translation: I’m excited to see you.

Your heart soars then immediately stalls in the stifling weather.

“I’ll be down in a few minutes,” you chuckle.

Of course, he opens his arms for a bear hug the instant the door labeled ‘2’ swings wide. Steve has fewer troubles with platonic affection when alone, that’s for sure, but who could blame him? You’re elated he’s here under any circumstances.

Record-setting heat this late in the summer has left all the AC units taxed to the brink, running constantly, and even with the in-room thermostat set stupidly low, a tank top and shorts is too much.

This means another first: both of you, in bed, naked.

Nothing’s happened, mind, because the swelter of the day zapped energy out of every creature for miles and miles around. The ice machine can’t keep up with eight rooms and your family needing relief from the blaze. From the bright stripe of red across Steve’s cheeks and his earthy musk, he was outside plenty. He’s wiped, too.

You wonder absently when the last time he wore cologne was and what it smelled like. Perhaps he never used it. Perhaps he misses small luxuries more than he ever realized.

Steve looks on the brink of heat-stroke, so you inched yourself onto one side of the bed to start, thinking skin-to-skin contact might be unwelcome. You barely got your palms on the sheets before he pulled you to him. You did not fight it.

It’s meant to be a profound comfort—your weight atop him—and it is.

Your cheek settles on his chest, eyes watching through the sheer curtains as dusk takes over the sky, a happy man stretched like a cat beneath you, smiling, heart beat slowing in your ear. So strong, so steady, so secure.

He’s safe. He’s comfortable. That’s all that matters.

You peer up from your perch. The thin worry lines on his forehead have relaxed. He seems younger. Freedom looks good on Steve Rogers, just as good as it looks on Captain America, maybe better.

You fall asleep straddling his hips, one knee hitched so the crook of your ankle drapes his thigh, slowly pushed up and down by his deep breaths.

You’re drifting, rocked gently by powerful waves in the nothingness of your blank mind, free like him, blooming in the warmth of a bright sun embracing you.

The glow continues until Steve gently shakes you awake.

The room is pitch black, the lights of the parking lot too muted to pass through the gossamer layer over the window.

“You’re…you were squirming a lot. Thought you might be having a nightmare,” his rough timber booms close to your ear.

“No, I—“ you wipe at your face “—I don’t think I was dreaming.”

Steve’s not so relaxed under you now. His abs quake slightly, and those slow breaths have become stunted, shallow with control.

“Did you?” you ask, looking towards his face, useless in the dark but your drowsy brain hasn’t caught up yet.

There’s a shuffling noise above you.

“Is that a ‘yes?’ Did you have a nightmare? You alright?”

The shuffling repeats, accompanied by a strangled “yes,” and you lift your arm to brace on his chest. It unhooks your leg from his, and the hard length of his erection moves from its perch at your ass, nudging the joint of your hip and thigh from below.

“Not—not a nightmare,” he whispers. “Just ignore it.”

Steve’s voice is husky, his grip on the back of your knee tight and unyielding, keeping you from trapping him between your legs.

Your impulse is to soothe him, to tell him he is fine and it is okay to be turned on, generally, when naked and pressed to someone you find attractive—hell, you definitely are—but if he wants you to ignore it, if he’d rather not, if it’s too soon or too hot (metaphorically, physically) or just too much right now, then you respect that. None of this has ever been about making him feel like how he chooses to receive affection is wrong.

Without moving any limbs, your fingers retract and relax, a gentle, nailless scratch to his broad pec beneath your hand, and his cock twitches, tapping your leg.

“Sorry,” Steve huffs.

“Do you want me to get off of you?” You suppress the urge to make a minor edit in that statement because it’s very close to what you want to do.

The shuffling noise sounds different.

“No,” he says softly.

You slide your hand up his chest to his neck and around the back of his head, petting the corner of his bearded jaw just below his ear, careful to use as few muscles as possible.

His cock taps you again anyway. “Sorry,” he mumbles.

You ignore it, as asked, and continue scratching lightly at his scalp.

“Hey,” you start in the darkness, “is this comfortable?”

You run your fingertips over his features while he nods, following his jaw up and down.

Unable to see, this paints the most vivid picture of Steve’s reactions. You feel the vibration of a hum through his cheek, the draw and release of his brow as you skate over his forehead. You hear his short chuckle when you brush ever-so-gently across his long lashes and boop his nose. Finally, you trace his open-mouth smile with the edge of your thumb, his ragged exhale rushing over your palm.

Tap.

“Sorry.”

“Comfy though?”

His voice is deeper than you’ve ever heard it. “Yeah.”

The drag of your fingers past the edge of bristly stubble and down his throat makes him shiver.

Twitch.

“Sorry.”

You flutter across his collarbone, wondering if that means he’s ticklish on more than just his sides.

“Comfy?”

He hums. You feel it rattle your cheek as much as you actually hear it in your ears.

You continue. His corded muscles giving only slightly to the pressure of your touch. His arm, his chest, down to the hand he keeps on your leg.

Several more breathy apologies sound above you. Steve’s other arm is draped over your waist, and with every pulse of need that betrays him, his grip tightens just a little. His fingers now dig into your soft flesh absently.

It’s hard to hide how desperate he’s made you, but the issue is mutual based on how his abs won’t stop tensing, searching for attention where he denies it.

You flatten your hand to his chest and make to move.

“May I?”

Steve’s swallow is louder than the ‘okay’ he returns.

You are careful not to push him in any weird angles as you raise up to your knees and straddle him, pinning his erection beneath you, not directly between your folds but nestled at the apex of your legs, just so he won’t have to worry about every involuntary poke.

With such fresh contact, he clenches his ass hard in response, lifting your whole weight completely before he settles again. The surge of heat to your core has you biting your lip to muffle a moan.

“Comfy?” you rasp at the same moment Steve offers a strangled “sorry.”

The low, constant whine of the air conditioner fills the hollow space around your cocoon of anticipation.

“New plan,” you laugh, relaxing your fingers to splay across his warm skin, “both of us stop doing that, huh? You have nothing to be sorry for, and I’ll trust you to tell me if you aren’t comfortable.”

“So…” Steve shuffles on the sheets, but whatever he moves doesn’t affect your position. “Can I touch you?”

You bite your lip harder before answering, your voice dropping to a sweet reassurance. “Yes. Of course you can, Stevie.”

You keep your pets of his chest and arms light, trying not to tickle him. He’s always so hesitant; you’re worried the tiniest misstep will send him back into his head—not in a good way.

The silence now feels purposeful, dense with possibility, and then rough fingertips land like a foreign explorer who’s braved months at sea solely to experience this moment.

A calculated inhale and exhale rock your pelvis, a wave of nerves foaming in your gut.

He starts innocently enough, mapping your thighs, muttering something about how soft they are, but you don’t dare lean to hear him better. No sudden movements. None. Even though your skin lights up as explosive as those 4th of July fireworks you missed.

Since there’s nothing to see in the room, you feel everything.

He keeps to the periphery of you at first, abandoning your legs to brush the same arms touching him, running fingers together, separating them just as quickly, caressing your palms gently, and dragging his short nails up your wrists without pressure.

You stiffen in pleasure, fighting not to shrink away from the purest intimacy you’ve ever experienced.

His long arms reach the curve of your shoulders, flit across your collarbone, and you’re doing your damndest to keep it together, leaning your head back in lieu of talking.

Don’t scare him.

It can’t last; you’re only human.

Steve’s hands slowly descend over your breasts, middle fingers catching your peaking nipples, and a lewd and aching cry tumbles from your bitten lips.

The force of it surprises you, but more surprising still is him, unfazed, encouraged to linger.

In that low timber, he growls.

“You like that… Knew you would.”

Your body throbs, pulsing with need and emptiness.

That means he thinks of you. He’s imagined this. He’s wanted this.

Stunning electricity shoots through your body as he pinches and twists, squeezes and kneads. Nothing too harsh, but he’s highly motivated when you purr and gasp atop him.

What else does he think about doing? How long has he fantasized? Is this as good as his imagination?

Yours aren’t the only noises now. He sounds tortured with little pleas and whimpers escaping before each guttural moan.

Arousal pools at your folds, and without realizing you started to move, the shy momentum of your hips has nudged his length to lay flush with your dripping center. His tip glides over your clit.

Again and again.

A hot pressure builds in you, faster than ever, kerosene dumped on your wet-dreams and burned to life, a spell manifest in the night.

Steve shakes beneath the palms you brace flat on his chest, the heels digging into his diaphragm.

He moves to grip your thighs hard.

Fire spreads beneath your skin as you two pant and gasp, his whole cock slick and slotted so close to where you truly long for him.

“Wait,” Steve groans, but you can’t understand.

No one could imagine how good this feels, how much you need this, how—

He sits up to stop you, accidentally notching himself at your entrance, your residual motion sliding the thick head of him past the that first, tight ring.

Steve’s lusty moan is barely eclipsed by your own, and you’re too close to halt sheathing him within you, arms instinctively wrapping his shoulders. Desire winds the coil in your belly too taut, the thought of losing this climax unbearable.

“N-uhhh god—“

He’s too sensitive though. He flips you both so your back crashes to the soft sheets and digs his grip into your side, his other hand thumping to anchor on the headboard. Steve sucks air through his teeth like he’s afraid the faintest smell of sex will set him off.

“Don—don’t move,” he orders in thick command.

It makes things worse.

You’re so close, vaulting off the ground and suspended by legs clamped around his waist, dangling on the precipice of ecstasy. You whine and clench, totally unable to control yourself, your nails digging into his back.

Steve cries out, choked at the hilt by your desperation and lost to his own finish.

His hand races from your side to your ass. He pulls out of you only to slot himself there and thrust his cock between your cheeks, cum shooting on the sheets below.

Mindlessly, you ride the cut of his abs, his course pubic hair adding almost enough friction to keep ascending toward your own end, but the void left behind is too consuming. The fire sputters and dims.

Steve buries his face in your neck, breath cooling the sweat lining your skin as he curls away from you, overwhelmed.

“Swear I was gonna wait,” he confesses to the tender spot behind your ear. “I swear.”

“Please,” you croak, tears prickling your eyes in lament for your ruined orgasm.

“Was gonna be better. Swear I’ll do better for you.”

You grope and claw at those thick arms which hold all but his face far away. “Please,” you beg pathetically, “fucking touch me, please.”

A drawn out grunt vibrates the column of your throat.

“Y’shouldn’t have ta beg...”

He shifts to his forearm, caging you in as you plead over and over. He kneels to hover, and your thighs weakly squeeze at his own to emphasize what you need.

“Sounds so pretty when you do…”

Something between a screech and a snarl erupts from your chest.

Steve shushes you, smoothing a big hand across your damp cheek, and quietly, he commands you, “show me what to do.”

Your quivering hold guides him by the wrist down your body. Words to instruct him won’t form in your sex-steeped brain. As luck would have it, he doesn’t need specifics.

“Next time I’ll taste you.” One finger teases your folds in search of his entrance. “Next time you’ll have to beg me to stop.” Two fingers drive forward, displacing a gush of your shared juices. “So wet,” he groans, agonized to silence when you jerk his hand to thrust faster.

“More.”

He sets a loving and delicate pace, the heel of his palm working your clit.

Too delicate.

“More,” you gasp.

He obliges, muttering how good he’ll be to you from now on. You’ll always be first. He promises.

The fire takes over again.

“More, Stevie. Please.”

You grind down on him to prove your point, and he marvels that this isn’t too rough for you.

Each strangled breath ties your moans together in a crescendo worthy of Carnegie Hall.

“God,” he rumbles by your ear again, “I know that sound. You’re close, aren’t you?”

Steve’s pumping fingers bully your body farther and farther up the bed, using only a taste of his real strength.

Your chant of ‘yes’ catches in your taxed lungs. He doesn’t need an answer though.

The super-stretched band snaps, a plateau of peace and weightlessness tipped at the vertex until—crash—nerves are razed all along you like a carpet-bombed battlefield.

“Uhnn, is that what you’re gonna feel like around me?” He sighs at the thought and stills his hand just to commit the ripple to memory. “How’m I s’pose to last?”

You slap a hand over his mouth, trying and failing to hold in your yelp of relief.

That mouth…that fucking mouth of his is a weapon all its own.

Tiny explosions wreak havoc on you, body and soul, as his fingers greedily coax you to keep coming—just a little more—just for him—one last rush—give him everything.

His lips open in your palm, but you grip his face harder.

You can’t. You can’t listen right now. You can’t hear one more dangerously sexy, completely innocent thing fall from his beautiful mouth.

Steve lets his hand go lax but doesn’t take it away from your clenched and spasming thighs.

He tries to speak again then gives up, waiting.

Finally, before you can collapse boneless to the bed, he hooks his arm behind your leg so you don’t land on the cold, cum-stained sheets.

He shakes off your forgotten grip of his jaw.

“Tops?” he whispers, patience personified in the long pause before you hum acknowledgment. “Can I kiss you?”

That fucking mouth…

There’s barely enough breath in you to make a sound, but the instant the ‘ye—’ forms in the back of your throat, Steve’s lips are on yours.

It's your first real kiss, of all the ways, after all this time, following all that.

You’d laugh if you weren’t smiling, suffocating in the gentle press that becomes deep and adoring. He kisses you thoroughly after each frantic gasp for air, savoring you, even in the reckless passion of the moment.

Steve rolls to lay you atop him again, more intimately than before. He keeps his face close, sharing breath even in the heat and stench of sex in the room, your wetness now smeared from his navel to his knee.

Turns out, he is a very good kisser, focusing on the act of physical connection. Not only do your lips touch, but he likes to nudge you into whatever minutely different position with his nose. He likes to nuzzle his beard on your sensitive skin until you giggle and squirm. He relishes you like you relish him.

He whispers things too soft to make out at first. It takes him a while to find his voice, to push past his insecurities, to find his confidence, but eventually, you hear it.

He mumbles how he should have been better, more prepared.

You weave all your fingers through his hair, propped on his chest by your elbows, smiling so he’ll be able to tell in your tone.

“Take the win, Cap.”

You freeze.

You’ve never called him that, and Steve stays silent for an excruciating beat.

“Sorry,” you offer in the dark, air conditioner churning out sobering drafts of reality.

Steve runs his knuckles gently in patterns across your bare back. There’s a short huff and an amused snort, you mind scrambling to plan some explanation as to why you’d haul the drama of out there into his safe space.

He guides you to settle against him again, tucking you into his strong hold with his chin resting on your forehead.

After what feels like an eternity, he simply asks, “comfy?”

A/N: In case you were wondering...

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