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starryhyuck · 4 months

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truth or dare? (m)

pairing: dom!hyuck x afab!reader

words: 2.3k

summary: a little game of truth or dare leads to one of your oldest friends shoving a dildo up your ass. who would've guessed?

genre: pure smut

warnings: dubcon, use of dildos, daddy kink, anal sex, double penetration, breeding kink, face riding, squirting, degradation

“how old are we?”

renjun smirks at your question. “scared of a little truth or dare?”

“yeah, come on,” donghyuck sighs, immediately pulling you down next to him on the floor of your apartment. “don’t be a loser. let’s play.”

many rounds of whiskey later, you find that truth or dare is actually really fun when you’re drunk off your ass. jeno’s already been stripped down to his underwear due to jaemin’s loud praises of jeno’s ‘strong upper body.’ mark is giggling loudly and leaning onto chenle, who’s pinching his cheeks every few minutes and announcing how cute he is to the whole group. jisung is clumsily trying to clean up and keep everyone sane. you’re leaning on donghyuck, sighing softly as you grow weary.

“oh, no, i think someone’s tired,” renjun teases, leaning over to pinch your cheek. you swat his hand away.

“i’m not tired,” you blubber, blinking rapidly to try and prove a point.

renjun rolls his eyes. “if you’re not drunk then, truth or dare?”

“dare,” you say confidently, holding your head up high.

“i dare you to let hyuck use one of your sex toys on you.”

the room goes silent. the boys in the room become uncharacteristically sober, eyes wide at renjun’s request. donghyuck has gone completely stiff next to you.

“renjun,” mark hisses. “you can’t ask that.”

“why not?” you question before renjun can take the dare back. you stand up and everyone eyes you warily. “c’mon, hyuck. i’ll show you what i have.”

you march to your room before donghyuck can respond, opening your nightstand drawer and rifling through your various toys of pleasure. humming to yourself as you decide which toy to choose, you miss the sound of donghyuck entering the room and closing the door.

“um, we don’t have to do anything. renjun was probably joking out there,” he mumbles awkwardly.

you giggle, pulling out your favorite dildo and gesturing for him to join you on the bed. “it’s fine. a little action won’t hurt anyone.”

before you can unzip your skirt, donghyuck is quick to cross the room and stop you.

“i’m serious. you’re drunk and i’m not letting anyone pressure you into anything right now.”

you pout, staring up at him and batting your eyelashes innocently.

“but i’m wet already. and you know the rules — the dare isn’t completed yet, and i don’t want to lose the game, hyuck.”

donghyuck has to restrain himself after hearing the desperation in your voice. you look so fucking pretty like this, skirt bunched up around your hips and fuck — he can see the glisten of your wetness coating the inside of your thighs.

he shuts his eyes tightly.

“i’m just going to leave.”

as he turns to exit the room, you grab his wrist and whine.

“hyuck, please help me. i know you want to,” you say, trying to get him to focus back on you.

you quickly shimmy your skirt down your legs and clumsily shove the dildo into his hands. he swallows before turning to face you again, eyes bulging at the sight of your lacy white panties completely soaked.

he softly curses to himself.

“h-how do you like it?”

you smile at him and hook your thumbs through the sides of your underwear, slowly pulling them down so donghyuck can see the fabric cling to your pussy from how wet you are. you giggle at the sight of his growing hard-on and drool pooling at the corner of his lips.

“well, you have to come on the bed to help me, silly. how are you going to use that toy when you’re all the way over there?”

you’re like a siren calling out to him as he slowly crawls on top of you, fingers shakily pressing the dildo to your entrance. you stop him before he pushes it in.

“you need to prep me a little first,” you laugh, grabbing his chin and pulling his lips to yours. donghyuck makes a startled noise before quickly reciprocating the kiss, tongue swiftly colliding with yours.

“can i eat you out?” he begs, all hesitation thrown out the window.

you nod and smile. you grow confused when he suddenly lays beside you and points to his face.

“sit on it, please?”

sober you would be concerned about potentially cutting off donghyuck’s source of breathing, but drunk you simply shimmies your way until your core is seated directly on his mouth. you gasp when he slurps at your pussy like it’s his last meal, nose bumping into your clit at the friction. your fingers grip the strands of his hair and you slowly move your hips until you’re basically riding his face like it’s another one of your toys.

you throw your head back and moan loudly, not giving a fuck about your group of friends that are still playing truth or dare outside your bedroom door.

his tongue is doing wonders on you, sending tingles down your spine at your approaching orgasm. you drag your cunt across his tongue like your life depends on it as the knot in your stomach threatens to snap.

you reach your high when donghyuck suddenly wraps his lips around your clit and sucks hard. your vision nearly goes black as you experience one of the most intense orgasms of your life, encouraged by donghyuck’s desperation to make you cum and the lingering buzz of alcohol.

it isn’t until a few minutes later when you’ve almost passed out next to him that you realize you’ve squirted all over his face. you catch him licking his lips to try and savor the taste.

“shit,” you mumble weakly. “sorry. didn’t know i was going to do that.”

to your shock, he rolls over to connect his lips to yours once again. the kiss is even more desperate than the first one, with donghyuck gripping any piece of skin he can find while you taste the remnants of your release on his tongue.

“i like you,” he suddenly confesses, pulling away briefly.

you blink twice at him. “what?”

the tips of his ears turn bright red. “i’ve liked you for a while — that’s why renjun was being an asshole and gave you that dare. they’ve been teasing me for weeks since i couldn’t get the courage to confess.”

“and you decide to do it now? after i squirted all over your face with no warning?”

“i actually think this is the best time to do it. i literally just fell in love with you even more.”

you shrug in acceptance before pulling him down to kiss you again. he awkwardly pats his hands over your bed until he locates the dildo he threw to the side.

“do you want me to use this on you now?” he asks, lining the toy up to your entrance again.

you hum. “how about you lube me up and put the dildo in my ass instead? i think i’d rather have you in my pussy.”

he swallows. “i love you.”

“yeah, you said that.”

you direct him to the bottle of lube in your nightstand while you turn over to get yourself ready for him. chest pressed against the mattress, you reach back to spread your cheeks for him. you faintly hear him reciting “i love you” over and over.

you moan when you finally feel the lube drip down your hole and donghyuck’s index finger slowly pushes in.

you whimper at the intrusion. “a little more, hyuck.”

he follows your orders and another finger joins the first.

“you’re so tight.”

you’ve had things in your ass before — sometimes you enjoy a finger in your ass to help you cum. however, the feeling of donghyuck’s fingers probing one of the most sensitive parts of your body is enough to light your body with a growing heat.

“mmm, i’m ready,” you say deliriously, reaching behind to tug at his wrist. “fuck me now, please.”

“are you still drunk? i kind of want to do this when you’re not so inebriated,” he murmurs cautiously, even though if he doesn’t put his dick in you right now, he might actually die.

“i’m okay,” you assure, feeling a lot less floaty than you did when you first came in the room with him. “just want you in me, please.”

you hear him shuffling to take off his clothes and he retracts his fingers from your ass. you groan at the loss, feeling empty.

“hyuck,” you whine when he takes too long, pushing your hips backwards. “hurry up.”

“i’m here, i’m here,” he assures you, lining his tip up to your entrance. “wait, should i put a condom on?”

you’re about to throw a tantrum. it’s like he’s purposely trying to edge you.

“no, just go in raw,” you hiss, deciding to take matters in your own hands and grab the base of his cock, shoving him past your dripping walls.

he moans at your desperation, watching as his cock disappears into your glistening cunt. a lust-filled frenzy overtakes you and your body moves on its own accord, hips twisting and forcefully shoving your cunt back on him until his balls slap your clit.

donghyuck watches you fuck yourself on him like a bitch in heat, hungry for your orgasm with or without his help. he knocks some sense into himself and steadies one hand on your hip to still your movements. you’re about to complain again before you feel the familiar tip of your favorite dildo start to stretch your other hole.

“fuck,” you cry, definitely making a scene for both your group of friends and nearby neighbors.

the distracting combination of his cock in your pussy and a dildo in your ass gives donghyuck enough time to regain control of the situation, pounding into you and expertly pushing the toy as deep as it can go.

you swear you can see stars flash behind your eyelids. you’re on the verge of falling deep into your subspace, which normally requires a lot more time and energy for you to lose it.

soon enough, you’re reduced to nothing but a crying mess for him to use.

“so pretty,” he compliments, watching your body grow weary and slump against the mattress. he rails you harder until you can both hear the squelch of your pussy echo in your room. “i’ve wanted to see you like this for so long. was going to steal one of your panties tonight when you thought i was in the bathroom. isn’t that pathetic?”

you get no warning when your next orgasm hits. your legs tremble by the strength of it, and donghyuck shows no signs of slowing down.

“so good,” you whisper, relishing the sensation of being stuffed full. “cum for me, daddy.”

“oh?” you hear the astonishment in his voice. “am i your daddy now, sweetheart?”

“yeah,” you cry. “cum in my pussy, daddy. need your cum so bad.”

“want me to breed your little cunt? stuff you until you’re dripping? let all the boys out there see what a slut you are?”

your moans grow louder. “yeah, daddy. i’ll do anything you want.”

“you want to be my pretty whore, hm?”

“i want to be your pretty whore,” you whine, feeling absolutely zero shame at your lewdness. “make me your whore, daddy, please.”

donghyuck suddenly withdraws the dildo from your ass and replaces it with his cock. you climax at the change-up, pussy clenching around nothing as he sodomizes you.

“you were just desperate for me to fuck you tonight. gave you so many opportunities to back out but you instead treated my cock like your own personal toy,” he hisses at you, having no mercy with the strength of his thrusts. “tell me you love daddy too.”

“i love you, daddy,” you reply automatically. “want you to fuck me like this all day.”

“yeah? want me to pound your little pussy until you cry? make you prove that you really love me?”

“i love you, i love you,” you chant, pulling your cheeks apart once more. “cum in my ass, daddy, please.”

he gives a few more thrusts before warm spurts of his cum shoot deep into your ass. you smile blissfully when he slumps against your frame, chest pressed against your back.

you both attempt to catch your breath as best as you can. you feel him press a kiss to your shoulder.

“i know you didn’t really mean it, but i like you a lot and i hope i can take you out on a date tomorrow to change your mind about me.”

your brain is still a little hazy but you try to locate a semblance of sanity.

“i did mean it. i like you too, i always thought you were cute. i just never wanted to make things awkward for the group dynamic.”

“really?” you can hear the happiness in his voice.

you nod. “you can take me on a date tomorrow. i mean, you already fucked me in my pussy and my ass. no turning back now.”

he turns your head so he can press a kiss to your lips.

“let’s get you cleaned up, baby.”

he helps you to your feet as your thighs tremble from the intense fucking you just received. when he swings open your bedroom door, there’s a sticky note attached to the front that’s written in renjun’s messy handwriting.

congrats! you won the game, whores

“i mean, if they all left, we might as well fill all of my holes, right?”

before donghyuck can ask what you’re referring to, you’re sinking to your knees to take his cock in your mouth, his cum dripping down your legs.

he shakily props a hand up to steady himself against your door, wondering how the fuck he got so lucky to have you.

#nct smut #hyuck #haechan smut

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catboyieejeno · 6 months

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.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・★

cw: mark x reader x hyuck, threesome, very little plot, unprotected sex, a lot of mentions of cum, so much cum... this shit is filthy... npr

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[ 11:44pm ]

it's unclear whether the heat that radiates off of you is due to the alcohol that swims in your system or the pair of mouths that kiss and lick across your body fervently. you can't keep track of all the sensations you feel, mind blurry as you moan and pant, writhing restlessly between your two best friends. kneeling on the mattress in front of you is mark with one hand pumping his flushed pink cock, the other squeezing your boob—the one that isn't in his mouth. his eyes are half-lidded and staring into yours, watching the way your face contorts each and every time hyuck slips a finger into your impossibly tight cunt.

the younger of the two boys who sits behind you, presses his swollen erection to your ass. meanwhile, his fingers are lost in your panties, thick digits alternating between pumping into you and rubbing your pulsing clit. your grip on his wrist tethers you, nails digging into his arm whenever something feels a little too good.

the night had started much differently: a movie night had dwindled into banter after hyuck's complaints that the movie mark picked out was awful. defeated, and knowing it was practically impossible to argue with hyuck, mark proposed that you guys get some wine and just talk instead, which was fine... until each of you were about three glasses in.

mark's fingertips began brushing your thighs, higher and higher, following the hem of your skirt that at some point, you stopped pulling down. hyuck's lips were whispering teasing comments in your ear, his arms snaking around your waist—something he usually did sober, except this time, with much less restraint.

you weren't oblivious; slightly past the point of tipsy? yes, but never oblivious. you leaned into their touches, giggled and blushed at their flirty passes, batted your eyes as your thighs pressed together...

just as you noticed the bulge in mark's pants, hyuck's wine-stained lips were on yours.

"d'you like that, baby?"

"yes," you reply so quickly that it's almost pathetic, letting your head fall forward and onto mark's shoulder. your eyelids are squeezed shut as your hips roll, grinding down into hyuck's hand and back against his dick.

he lets out a grunt, sliding his free hand all the way up your spine until it wraps around the base of your neck. he pulls you back up to him then moves to hold your throat, pressing his chest against you and attaching his mouth to your shoulder.

you whine out when he withdraws his fingers from between your legs, using your slick to rub his tip in circles. as he teases himself, he breathes hot air onto your skin where his tongue swirled just seconds before.

thankfully, you don't feel empty for long because mark scoots closer, looping his index finger on the strip of your cotton panties that covers your pussy. he moves it aside and guides himself towards you, sliding his length between your lips and coating it with your arousal.

"so wet," he mutters to himself, rubbing into you a few times.

"mark.."

he doesn't reply; instead, he guides himself side to side between your folds in order to stimulate your clit. your jaw slightly drops as you relish in the feeling.

"i need you," you whine.

"i know, i know," his reply doesn't sound convincing in the slightest. you can tell he's distracted watching the way his cock glistens from your juices, and your cheeks flush red in embarrassment as you open your mouth to protest once more.

"'need you to fill me up, baby, please," you plead in a small voice, but he only smirks and raises a brow at you.

"yeah?" he asks, "want me to stretch you out, sweet girl?"

from behind you, hyuck growls, "if you don't stick your dick in her right now, i'm going to."

unwilling to push hyuck's withering patience, mark scoffs and disappears between your folds in one smooth motion, pushing the head of his dick into your walls with almost no resistance. both of you sigh out in relief. your hands claw at his shoulders, grip tightening when he bottoms out inside of you. a moan rumbles in mark's chest and he leans down to capture your lips in a kiss.

he's so close that he's pressing his hips completely to yours, pelvis flush against your clit, the pressure so delicious on the needy bud. he swallows every last moan you feed him, only pulling back from your kiss for air.

mark takes his time finding a pace, observing how you react to each thrust. he takes note of both your expression and your clenching cunt that flutters around him when he slows down or picks up speed.

every time he pulls out, his eyes look down to where your bodies meet, obsessed with the way you suck him back in.

"fuck," he breathes, "this pussy's so good. s'tight, so warm,” he’s babbling incoherently, unable to suppress his moans when you swivel your hips. he stills for a moment, letting you pleasure yourself on his cock. you feel unreal, better than he could’ve ever imagined (and boy, did he imagine this quite a few times in the years he’s known you).

"move, please,"

"always so polite," mark teases and snaps forward. you cry out, and he does it again, quickly finding a rhythm that has your head spinning. he’s long and you’re so wet that if it wasn’t for how tight you are, there would be no push back at all. the stretch is delectable, like nothing you’ve felt before.

"you're such a good girl, taking mark so well,” hyuck sticks his thumb between your parted lips and rests it on your tongue, “i bet you love being used like this. you do, don’t you, baby?”

mark sucks in a breath when you bring your hand down, spreading your folds with your fingers, “you’re doing so good for me,” he says, eyes locked on the sight.

their praises go straight to the bundle of nerves between your legs, your orgasm building in the pit of your tummy. you can only hum around your best friends finger, head bobbing up and down in agreement with his filthy, yet nonetheless true, accusation.

the tip of mark’s dick kisses your cervix repeatedly, slipping through your sopping folds at a pace so eager that you’ve started to melt. if it wasn’t for both boys holding you up, you’d have become putty in their arms.

all of your senses have started to blend together, starting with the salty taste of hyuck’s thumb that he finally withdraws and drags down your front, rubbing your saliva around your perked up nipples until they’re coated and gleaming. his dick couldn’t possibly be any harder, standing prominently up and constantly poking at your backside. you’re pretty sure he’s been leaking pre-cum, too, because there’s a wet spot on your lower back where the draft hits slightly different.

mark’s hands that grip and squeeze the flesh of your ass to pull you to meet his thrusts, suddenly lift up to land a slap on each cheek. your eyes are locked on his glossy ones, though you can’t see very clearly through the pooling tears that gather and blur your vision.

you’re close, so fucking close that you’ve started moaning out shamelessly, rambling nonsense, “i’m gonna—it feels so—ng, fuck! mark, please don’t stop, please, please–“

mark’s head falls into the crook of your neck, lips right by your ear as he chants encouragements in low whispers, just for you.

“come for me, baby. yes, just like that." his voice strains as your pussy squeezes him, "take my dick, take it.”

you wrap your arms around his neck, fingers tangling and tugging at his dark strands. your orgasm hurdles towards you, and it only takes a particularly deep thrust for your breath to hitch in your throat, the coil snapping in your tummy.

mark’s coming too, before he even realizes it. his lip is clamped between his teeth as he tries his absolute best to keep a steady pace, so desperately wanting to make you feel as good as he does.

he empties himself inside your walls with a raspy, dragged out groan, chest heaving in pleasure. his toes are digging into the bed, abdomen flexed and dick twitching. there are beads of sweat trickling down his chest and he swipes away at them, leaning back to watch your fucked out face as he finishes. this is one of the best orgasms he's ever had, he decides; still, his high ends before yours.

in fact, his tip is screaming with sensitivity by the time he peeks his eyes open and realizes, you’re still coming. god, it’s fucking hard to keep up, regardless of how bad he wants you help you ride it out. it's nearly impossible when your gummy walls are so warm around him and your release is gushing out, dripping down your thighs.

“shit, y/n,” hyuck moans your name out loud, fucking his fist shamelessly.

he watches as mark scrunches all his features and picks up his pace just enough to amplify the end of your climax, the sound of his skin slapping against yours a little louder. your cries are louder, too.

he finally slows down once your thighs start trying to clamp shut, and you've started shaking from overstimulation.

"holy shit, mark. i've never come like that before," you whimper, reaching between your legs as he pulls out to feel just how wet you are. mark leans back on one arm, cupping his balls in his palm.

he looks over at you and laughs softly at the way your pupils are blown wide, "me either," he agrees, cheeks and chest flushed red from effort.

"let me see," hyuck insists, huffing, "lay back,"

the moment your back hits the mattress you wince, the burning in your thighs suddenly very evident. hyuck hushes you sweetly, gently parting your legs and leaving a few open mouthed kisses on your stomach. when he pulls away, it’s to gawk at the silky white mess of cum between your legs.

“we should’ve done this long ago,” mark jokes, but there’s a glimmer of sincerity in his eyes.

you nod, propping up on your elbows to meet him halfway where he leans in giving you a slow, wet kiss. his tongue swipes at yours, the shared air growing warmer between you. there’s a few hushed noises coming from both of you, and the kiss lasts until you feel something fill you up again.

you pull away to find donghyuck, two fingers shoved into your hole, tucking away any of mark’s cum that tried to seep out.

when your eyes meet, there's a pout resting on his lips as he whines, "pay attention to me, baby… he had his turn,”

you laugh and nod, “you’re right, hyuckie. i’m sorry,”

situating himself between your thighs that rest on his own, hyuck takes a moment to steal a kiss for himself. it’s paced and sensual, and the pretty noises he makes when your fingers disappear into his hairline leave you winded.

“wanna make you feel really good,” he mumbles against your lips. there’s a warm weight that rests on your stomach as he says this, and it takes a moment for you to put two and two together.

when you look away from his soft, brown eyes, you realize his cock, thick and swollen, is resting on your tummy, sizing up how far it would be inside you.

he’s less lengthy than mark, but undoubtedly thicker, his prominent head staring back at you, dribbling pre-release on your skin. just when you didn’t think you could get any needier, he presses against you more, and his heavy balls brush right up against your clit.

“hyuck, baby,”

“tell me,” he whispers into your chest, “i’ll do anything you want, just say the word,”

you squirm against him, “wan' you to fuck me,”

swinging one of your legs up, hyuck picks up his cock from your tummy and directs it toward your entrance.

“m’gonna fuck mark’s cum deep into you, okay? then i’m gonna fill you up with mine,” then, he presses in, brow furrowing at the feeling of you enveloping him.

mark’s cum is practically serving as lube, but even then, you can fucking feel the difference in girth. he hisses, letting his head fall to the side to rest on your calf that sits on his shoulder. instinctively, your hands paw at his chest. he isn't even all the way in yet, and the stretch is already surreal. you take your lip between your teeth and hyuck cups your face, letting his thumb graze your cheek.

“i’ve got you, princess,” he soothes, flicking your clit with his other thumb, rubbing slow circles on it.

"keep doing that, please," he nods at your instruction, gazing at you through his eyebrows in search of your approval. your face says it all, eyes rolling back and puffy lips shaped into an 'o'. the back of your head digs into the pillow as he enters you fully, then he drags his dick all the way back out until only his tip is sheathed, before doing it all again.

beside him, mark's eyes are glued to your core, specifically to the white ring at the base of hyuck's cock. he identifies it as his own cum, and his balls tighten. it's a mess, but the lewdness is enough for him to get hard all over again.

hyuck maintains his slow pace, making you shudder impatiently. "hyuck," you start. he hums attentively, "faster.."

"you want me to go faster, baby? already?"

you nod yes quickly, "i want you to fuck me stupid."

in less than a second, his fingers are digging into your waist and he's rocking you up and down, drilling his cock into you just as you had asked.

you moan out and he slaps your thigh, swiping his tongue at the bit of drool that threatens to slip from his bottom lip. between his brutal pace and the attention he's paying to your bud (and how sensitive you were from having come once already), your climax starts approaching rather quickly.

hyuck can tell, too, because you've started to squirm and shake under him. your back is arching off the mattress, and the sheets are clenched between your fingers as if you'd float away by letting go.

"am i doing good? does that feel good, baby?"

"yes!" you all but sob, clasping a hand over your mouth.

you're still slightly dizzy from the wine, so when you come hard for the second time tonight, you become so light headed that dark spots burst all over your vision like some visual effect. you gasp and cry out when hyuck slaps your clit before continuing to rub it mercilessly, his fingers soaked through with juices that spill with every thrust.

the bed creaks beneath you as he refuses to let up, even when your moans have gone up in pitch to become broken whimpers.

he'd give you anything you ask for, he told you so.

as you come down, you open your eyes just in time to watch hyuck's face shift, hips bucking wildly after his own finish. it doesn't take much longer, and in seconds, he stills, burying himself deep inside of you as he pumps you full of his load.

at some point while bystanding, mark had started touching himself again, letting out a long sigh as he grips his head tight and paints your folds with his second round of seed. some of it slips onto hyuck's base, and some of it mixes with the bit hyuck's cum that had poured out the sides of you, even despite his thickness.

"what a fucking mess," mark laughs as he catches his breath, "sorry about your sheets-"

"s'fine," you grab his hand, grinning, "it was worth it,"

"remind me to buy us that bottle of wine again," hyuck mutters tiredly, making sure he brings your leg down gently as to not hurt you. he still hasn't pulled out of you, though, allowing himself to grow soft within the warmth of your pussy.

the two boys watch wide-eyed as you reach down, using your index finger dip into both of their releases (surely, yours too), and bring it up to your mouth for a taste.

"i don't think we'll need the wine next time."

⋆ ★

sidenote: this is the nastiest shit i have ever written … thank u to my babies @mingyuonthemoon and @m-arkmywords for giving me some inspo to write this

also ... hi... i am glad 2 be back

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jaeminpookie · 7 months

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#haechan #haechan icons #hyuck #nct #nct icons #nct dream #nct dream icons #nct 127 #nct 127 icons #nct moodboard #nct packs #nct dream packs #kpop icons #icons #aesthetic #lee dong hyuck #nct hyuck

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kjdkive · 23 days

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girl ! dad haechan? pretty pls!! Also maybe with an ig post like the jaehyun one cause im a little delusional and silly

girl dad! haechan

warnings: k word jokes the usual

a's/n: requests always open! excuse the songs on top of my phone :( it was a bts listening party and also the second pic on the insta post it's making me crazy cause like if haechan actually posted a pic like that w his girl i'd do violent stuff

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fool4nct · 5 months

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taexoxosgf · 5 months

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4:15 AM

bf!lee haechan x fem!reader

warnings: somnophilia, dumbification, usage of ‘bitch,’ unprotected sex, cream pie

— wrote this for my girl brinny (@/hoondior) but she got tired of tumblr and so she said to just post it on mine LOL

“H-Hyuck,” you whimper, incoherent calls slipping past your lush lips.

“You wanted to act like a bitch in heat, so here,” he spits between his hard but steady thrusts. “I’m giving you what you want, so take it,” the fingers around your throat squeeze together and your eyes roll back into your head. The pressure sends a buzz up your spine as tears roll down your face.

After spending a night out, the alcohol coursing through your veins made you miss your boyfriend. So badly, that when you saw him sound asleep underneath the silk sheets, your panties were already sticking to your core.

His features are so soft and serene, so much so, that you spend a few moments admiring before your gaze drops to his long fingers, the veins decorating them perfectly in every way possible. You lick your lips at the sight, and that’s more than enough to slither up the bed and straddle his limp form.

You’re pulling his cock out of its confines before slipping them in between your legs, your pussy squeezing his cock and it immediately stiffens once you bottom out. It has you whimpering, the familiar but satisfying burn fueling you to grind down. You don’t even care if he wakes up, so you begin to bounce on his cock with a speed that satiates the want you have for your boyfriend.

His features twist, notifying you he’s waking up, but you still carry on with renewed vigor.

“Y/n?” he rubs his eyes, but once you drop down onto him extra hard, he groans.

“S-sorry, n-need you so bad,” you beg for forgiveness but can’t feel anything other than the pleasure coursing through your veins.

Your boyfriend only offers a “tsk” before his fingers find homage on your hips, thrusting upwards to meet you halfway.

“Hyu–! I-” You fall forward slightly, hands pressing harder against his chest.

“My baby was too needy and needed to fuck her sleeping boyfriend?” he spits, sweat glazing his forehead in the dimness of the bedroom. “Such an impatient little girl.”

“I’m s-sorry,” you cry.

“What? Too dumb to say anything other than a sorry? My cock already making you stupid?”

“Y-your stupid girl,” you whine again, the band in your lower abdomen about to snap.

His fingers pinch your clit before roughly rubbing circles, causing your head to spin. It’s too much, the pleasure hitting you like a bus.

“Cum, bitch,” his words combine with groans at a specific thrust.

Your euphoric high hits its climax, and your body falls limp against your boyfriend’s.

“Fu-ck, relax for me baby,” he’s about to cum faster than usual with your walls pulsating and clamping around him like a vice, he couldn’t hold on longer. After a couple more thrusts, he’s cumming and riding out his high while yours and his arousal drips out of your hole.

But it’s not enough. He thrusts into you again, causing you to whine at the overstimulation. “S-sensitive,” you whimper.

“You started it,” he speeds up yet again.

“We’re not done until I say we’re done.”

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ch3rryc4ndy · 1 year

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𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Haechan Bf x Fem Reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After a long afternoon of your everything shower, haechan notices the sweet scent of your lotion and your glowing skin making his thoughts go blank. He can’t help but give in to ruining your body with bites and bruises.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: hickeys, biting, pet names (doll, baby), choking, breath play, unprotected sex, semi humiliation, pussy eating, dumbification

[Request ♥︎]

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You walk out of the bathroom as you pat your hair dry, water slightly dripping onto the floor of your bedroom as you look down at your feet.

“Love the panties”

You jump at the sound of your boyfriends voice. Your eyes moving up to his as he sits on your bed with his legs spread wide open.

“You little shit you could’ve told me you were here”

“I know but what’s the fun in that” haechan shrugs as his eyes trail up your body. Your soft thighs glowing from the lotion you just put on, tank top hugging your boobs, and panties clinging onto your pussy.

You see his eyes stop at your panties, his teeth bite down onto his lower lip instinctively as you squeeze your thighs together while drying your hair.

“Like what you see?” You purr as you circle your hips and do a full spin for him. “Yeah” you hear him reply in a soft whine. His hands pull you closer as he leans forward and yanks you in front of him “you smell so good”

Haechans face falls onto your stomach as he holds your hips in place, your arms on his shoulders as you stand in front of him. His lips press softly above your belly button and peppering down to your thighs.

“Haechan…”

You hear him hum as a way of asking you what you meant “would you get mad if I gave you hickeys?” He pouts.

You smile at his question, his eyes pleading for an answer “no I wouldn’t be mad” you shake your head with a smile.

He smiles and pulls you onto his lap, quickly flipping you onto your back and latching onto your neck “you look so pretty” haechan purrs as his hands trail up your body.

His fingers snapping the band of your panties onto your hip as he rocks into you slowly. Your eyes closed shut as you feel his teeth playfully biting onto your neck. His tongue sucking onto the same skin he bit making a purple mark form.

“Always making the sweetest noises when you’re under me”

His lips travel down your body, his mouth stopping at different spots around your boobs and stomach to bite and suck hickeys all over you. Your hands tangle into his hair, massaging softly as your legs wrap around him.

His lips now on your lower abdomen, you jump slightly as he massages the back of your thigh and spreads them wide. Your mind going blank as his fingers pull your panties down slowly.

His eyes watching you intently as you squirm at his touch. “so sensitive” he coos in amusement as your pussy is now on full display for him. He hums to himself as he licks a stride up your folds.

You whine at the softens of his tongue, his mouth moving onto your inner thighs and biting down harshly. His hums vibrating onto your thigh as he bites purple bruises all over.

His hands wrap around your thighs as he moves back up to you pussy and buries his face into your cunt, lapping slowly as his eyes study your expressions.

Your hips swaying onto his face as his hands snake their way into your tank top and massage your boobs. Even though his hands weren’t holding you down he still managed to pin you down even when his hands were occupied with something else.

Your eyes flutter open as you look down and see the hickeys scattered on your stomach and thighs. You had just gotten rid of the hickeys haechan left a few weeks ago but you didn’t mind, it was one of your favorite “problems” he caused.

You know he does it on purpose, your embarrassed of people seeing you all bruised up so he does it to reassure himself that he’ll be the only one seeing you naked as if there was anyone else you’d want to see you in this position.

Your eyes roll back as you feel your stomach clench. Your legs trying to close but being held open as he slid his hands from under your shirt the second he felt you twitch.

“Keep them open”

You squirm at the overstimulation. Your hands tugging at his hair as he eats you out like he hasn’t eaten in years. “H-hyuc-“ you cry out as you cry from the overwhelming orgasm.

“Mmmh” is all that comes out of him as he looks up at you with tears streaming down your face. He smiles at you in accomplishment as he finally pulls back from between your legs. “Taste so good”

His tongue cleaning his lips of your cum as you lay there coming down from the orgasm. You sit up slightly and see the imprint through his jeans.

He shakes his head already knowing what you were thinking “I’m not done yet” he purrs. His teeth biting up your body yet again before he kisses you softly.

His lips latching onto your neck and sloppily sucking, hands pinning you down as he rocks into you softly. “Love making a mess out of you” he whispers groggily into your neck.

His hands leave your hips as he starts to unbuckle his belt. You squirm in anticipation as he kicks his pants and boxers off. “I make you feel this good?” he smiles as his fingers pump into you and rub your wetness onto your pussy “always making such a mess” he shakes his head.

His eyes shoot down to your slick covered pussy, a low moan leaving him as he sees your hole glistening in need “please” you whine out as he continues to scissor your puffy folds.

“Shhh”

Haechans hands spread your legs side, allowing him to slam into you roughly. Your hands digging into his wrists as he pins you onto the bed. Your thighs covered in cum after a fresh shower was the last thing you were expecting but you didn’t mind. You smile up at haechan as one of his hands wraps around your throat.

“You like being fucked like this yeah?”. Your eyes roll back in conformation “letting me bruise you up, you were mad at me a few weeks ago for bruising you up so bad but now you just can’t seem to forget about it huh?”

You nod weakly as he fucks you onto his lap. Your pussy covering his legs in slick, his mouth dropping open slightly as he sees his cock pump in and out of you.

Your pussy taking him in perfectly, he smiles as he sees the white ring of cum form on his cock, your pussy getting louder with each thrust as you grip onto his wrist. His hands still on your neck squeezing harder making your vision blur. “You look so fucken pretty” he smiles down at you as your eyes water and cheeks turn pink. He pushes you down by the neck as he lets go and grips your cheeks.

“Wonder what everyone would say if they knew how you liked being fucked. The look in your eyes when I’m choking you says it all” he coos onto your cheek. Your fingers scratch down his arms as you feel your pussy clenching.

Whiney squeals leave you as you as he fucks you harder, his hands pushing you onto the bed allowing each thrust to bounce you back up harder onto his cock “o- oh- my” you cry out as your pussy squeezes him.

Your eyes rolling back and loud moans leaving you as he smiles “Yeah? Feels that good?” He teases as he holds you in place. You lay there, only thing you do is bounce along with his hard thrust as he continues to hit the perfect spot. He smiles at how worn out and weak you look as you brainlessly look up at him.

His eyebrows furrow as he mutters incoherent words “f- sh- y/n” he pants as he slams into you. You whimper as he fills you up, his hands holding you down by the hips as he takes in the warmth of your pussy taking every inch of him.

Pulling out slowly he drops besides you, pulling you into his arms as you heavily breath onto his chest. You both lay in each others embrace for a while, catching your breaths before you start to feel the soreness of your legs kick in.

“Round 2?”

#haechan #haechan fanfic #nct smut #haechan smut #kpop smut #nct dream #nctzen #hyuck #hyuck x reader #hyuck smut #haechan x reader #nct haechan #hyuck scenarios #nct imagines

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marklease · 7 months

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May I request fwb!haechan?😵‍💫

fwb gamer!haechan

i saw a request for fwb haechan and couldn’t stop myself from pushing gamer haechan agenda. hope you guys still enjoy 😔💕

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lovlive · 8 days

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ‘concert going’ - l.hc

SYNOPSIS - you and your boyfriend haechan finally get tickets to a concert and see the artist you love

PAIRING - lee haechan x reader

GENRE - fluff, established relationship

WARNINGS - i guess you could say that the reader is short (😭), reader is called ‘baby’, lmk if i missed something.

notes: i am so down bad for hyuck rn. like why is he so fine?! anyways, i used a random prompt generator to write this since my brain is dead from school and i got “get on my shoulders, you’ll see better.” hope you guys like it :3

both you and haechan have been obsessed with a new musical artist you’ve recently discovered. you’d both often find yourselves sharing headphones on the bus like in those romance anime movies listening to that one artist, or having their songs quietly play in the background while you complete your homework or some type of work you have due. so when haechan surprised you with tickets to one of their concerts, you nearly jumped out of your shoes with excitement (like literally, you were jumping up and down for the following 5 minutes and hugging (squeezing) the hell out of your poor boyfriend)

the day of the concert eventually comes and you wake up with a huge dumb smile on your face. you stayed up quite late last night trying to clear out as much unwanted things on your phone to make storage for the new photos and videos yoy were going to take, but nonetheless you felt as if you had slept atleast 12 hours with how energised you felt. you jumped up out of bed, giggling to yourself as you reached for your pre-planned concert outfit. you manage to change into it as you hear your boyfriend groan groggily, complaining that its too early for you to be getting up yet. you ignore his mumbling and drag him out of bed as you both head to the kitchen and have a breakfast. you let haechan get ready, and before you know it both of you are out of the house and driving to your destination.

you get to the venue, the smile from the morning still plastered on your face. it feels as if its stuck on your face, like you’d have to physically wipe it off with a tissue for it to be gone. you stand in line together, hands intertwined as you babble on about how excited you are to haechan. he teases you about your enthusiasm and how cute you are, squeezing your hand every now and again. eventually you get past all the security and other obstacles, reaching the hall. you get lost a couple of times trying to reach your seats because you cant read signs to save your life, leading to haechan snatching the phone out of your hand and leading you to your correct assigned area. the venue becomes more full by the second and your heart begins to thump in your chest as you wait for the artist to appear.

eventually the artist appears and you start screaming like a feral dog, haechan laughing at you hard. as the booming bass and electrifying guitar riffs filled the air, you found yourselves caught in the midst of the pulsating crowd at the concert. standing far from the stage, you struggled to catch a glimpse of the stage over the sea of heads. "man, I can barely see anything," you exclaimed, craning your neck to catch a glimpse of the performers.

haechan grinned mischievously. "i’ve got an idea. get on my shoulders, you'll see better!" you hesitated for a moment, unsure about the idea. but the infectious energy of the crowd and the excitement of the music convinced you to give it a try. with a laugh, you climbed onto haechan’s broad shoulders, feeling a rush of adrenaline as you rose above the crowd.

suddenly, everything changed. from your new vantage point, you could see the stage perfectly. the vibrant lights danced across the performers' faces, and you could feel the music reverberating through your bones.

as you swayed to the rhythm of the music, you both became lost in the moment. for a brief, exhilarating moment, it was just the two of you and the music. as the concert reached its climax, you couldn't wipe the smile from your face. you felt alive, invigorated by the experience of being lifted above the crowd and immersed in the magic of the music. when the final notes faded away and the crowd began to disperse, you climbed down from haechan’s shoulders, feeling a sense of gratitude for your boyfriend's spontaneous idea. "thanks for the lift," you said, grinning at haechan. "anytime, baby, your as light as a feather to me." he replied, his own smile matching yours as you giggled at his response.

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you finally get home, both of you still giggling and yapping to eachother about your favourite moments of the concert. haechan decides to go take a shower as you decide to get in your pajamas and get cozy. you hold a bag of concert merch, excited to display it in your room and start wearing it on a daily basis. but before you do any of that, you want to express your gratitude to your boyfriend, of course. without him you wouldnt of even went to the concert since he was the one who bought the tickets for you both. you notice haechan walking out of the bathroom, hair dripping onto the fresh t-shirt that he’s wearing. you cant help to think about how handsome he is. he stands over the kitchen counter, supposedly turning the kettle on to make a tea as you creep up behind him. you stand on your tippy toes as you wrap your arms around his shoulders from the back, head turning to the side kiss his cheek. you take notice the immediate smile that appears on his face as he notices your actions. “whats up with you?” he teases as he spins around, now facing you and wrapping his arms back around your waist. “just wanted to say thank you for today.” you say, noticing his face leaning utterly close to yours. he chuckles at your response, feeling his hand tighten around you. “of course. you know id do anything to make you happy.” he smiled, closing the gap between you both and pressing a soft kiss onto your lips. you gently run one of your hands through his damp hair, enjoying the feeling of his warm lips against yours. the kiss breaks eventually, and you hear him mumble something out. “i love you.” the smile that has been on your face since this morning somehow grows even bigger as you respond. “i love you too.”

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possession1981 · 8 months

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XIAOJUN & HAECHAN PADO / Archiving Video (2023)

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starryhyuck · 2 years

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birthday party. (m)

pairing: yuta x afab!reader x hyuck

words: 4.6k+

summary: if he’s being honest, the only reason yuta can’t get close to donghyuck is because he wants to fuck his girlfriend.

genre: smut

warnings: threesome, yuta and haechan are mean, reader is fucked stupid, butt plugs, vibrators, mention of dildos, a little dubcon, anal, face fucking, squirting, major degradation, double penetration, creampies

It’s not like Yuta has always seen you this way.

You’ve been dating Donghyuck for a couple of years, the first two being filled with puppy love and teasing from the members about how embarrassed the both of you would get from simple hand holding. Then, of course, Donghyuck grew more confident in himself and your relationship and hand holding turned into ass grabbing at the dinner table, which Doyoung always complained about.

It wasn’t until one of the company dinners when Yuta finally started to notice you. Normally, the event was very exclusive but since Donghyuck was the sweet talker, he brought you along with no complaints from any of the staff. Yuta remembers how pretty you looked in your baby blue dress, barely reaching the tops of your thighs. Donghyuck was happier than ever, copping a feel for you whenever he thought his managers weren’t looking. You would just giggle and swat his shoulder, scolding him playfully.

Yuta imagined what it would be like to have his hands roaming your body, sliding up your tiny dress and ripping the fabric down the middle so he could fully see you. He’s heard countless stories of Doyoung and Taeyong getting into fights with Donghyuck because the two of you are too noisy during ungodly hours of the night, keeping the rest of the members awake from the bedframe hitting the wall and your high pitched moans. Donghyuck would complain because it’s not his fault you tend to get turned on around 3am, and he would be considered a horrible boyfriend if he didn’t take care of you.

Yuta wants to hide the idea of fucking you far from any of his members, keeping the thought to himself only when he needs it late at night. He knows he’s not the only one thinking it though, often catching Mark or Jaehyun’s lingering stare whenever you come over to the dorms in nothing but a small tank top and sweatpants.

But if Yuta thinks you haven’t noticed him, he was a complete idiot.

“Hyuck, have you seen Yuta staring at me?”

You bring the topic up to your boyfriend one night, watching as he taps away at his keyboard, playing games with Taeyong and Johnny. He turns off his microphone briefly to answer your question.

“Why would Yuta be staring at you, baby?” He asks innocently.

You shuffle around on his bed, glad that the members now have their own rooms so you don’t have to awkwardly ask Johnny to leave so you can spend time with your boyfriend.

“He just does. I don’t know, I’ve noticed it recently.”

You shrug absentmindedly, even though you know what you’re trying to get at. Donghyuck seems to know it too, having memorized your emotions like the back of his hand.

“And you like it when he stares at you?” He questions, eyes still focused on his gaming screen even though you both know he’s more focused on this conversation.

You shrug again. “I don’t know. I was just thinking, with my birthday coming up and everything, we could try something new.”

Donghyuck hums in understanding, knowing exactly what that meant. The both of you have tried nearly everything at this point, one of Donghyuck’s nightstand drawers being filled with various toys and butt plugs of your liking. However, you’ve never invited someone else to join in on your fun.

“You know I’ll get you anything you want, baby. Let me take care of it.”

You almost squeal in delight at your boyfriend’s eagerness to please you, and Donghyuck is forced to hang up on Taeyong and Johnny while you ride him on his gaming chair as a thank you.

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“I’m not sure I understand.”

Donghyuck shrugs, leaning against the wall of Yuta’s bed casually. The menace had marched into Yuta’s room only moments ago, letting Yuta know that his girlfriend desperately wanted to fuck him.

“I don’t think it’s that difficult to process,” Donghyuck says, smirking like he usually does. The little shit that he is, he props his feet up on Yuta’s bed and sighs. “Her birthday is coming up and she wants you.”

Yuta swallows. There’s at least a sixty percent chance Donghyuck could be fucking with him right now just to see how Yuta responds.

Yuta’s known for never backing down from a challenge, so he straightens up and glares down at his younger member. “If that’s what she wants, then I’m fine with it.”

Donghyuck scoffs at Yuta’s attempt at being subtle. “Alright. Whatever. I’ll text you the day and time. She also wants to know what you want to see her in, you know, since you’re staring at her all the time?”

The tips of Yuta’s ears turn bright red and he tears his gaze away from Donghyuck’s questioning eyes.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Uh huh. I’ll just have her wear that blue dress from a couple years ago. You remember? At the company dinner?”

“Sure. I don’t mind,” Yuta says, ignoring Donghyuck’s evil chuckles.

“Good. See you then.”

Donghyuck exits his room, completely oblivious to the fact that he’s just spun Yuta’s world upside down.

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It’s only a week later that you celebrate your birthday. All of the members gather in the kitchen to sing for you, and Yuta can’t help but stare at the baby blue dress from all those years ago. It still fits your body perfectly, riding up slightly from being pressed against Donghyuck’s side.

The members have decided to give you and Donghyuck some privacy as your birthday present so that you two have the whole floor to yourselves. Doyoung’s only ask was that you stay far away from his room.

Donghyuck texted Yuta last night to come over once all of the members have left. Yuta doesn’t want to say that he’s nervous, but terrified at the thought of fucking you tonight. He doesn’t exactly know what kind of boundaries you and Donghyuck have established, but you’ve barely glanced in Yuta’s general direction since they brought the cake out. You’re only smiling at Donghyuck affectionately, kissing his cheek and thanking him for the birthday surprise.

So when Yuta arrives at Donghyuck’s door later that night, he’s feeling defensive.

“Haechan, if this is some sick joke-“

Donghyuck rolls his eyes. “Come in and stop complaining.”

Yuta nearly stops in his tracks at the sight of you on Donghyuck’s bed, sitting on your knees. You’re still wearing the dress from earlier but now it’s accompanied by a baby blue collar strapped around your neck, Yuta’s name dangling on the metal.

Donghyuck smirks at the sight of Yuta being so flustered that he can’t even speak.

“She wanted to wear it for you,” Donghyuck hums softly. “Normally, I wouldn’t let her wear any other name except mine, but it’s her birthday today and I’m not going to deny her anything. Princess is going to get whatever she wants.”

You tilt your head innocently, smiling softly at Yuta. He wants to do nothing but ruin you.

“You’re not going to tell me how pretty I look?” You pout, fingers brushing over the hem of your dress. “I wore this just for you. I know how much you like it.”

“Go on,” Donghyuck prods Yuta forward when he doesn’t say anything. “I’m going to take a shower and then I’ll join you. Do whatever she wants. But no real fun until I come back.”

Donghyuck gives you a warning look and you simply smile. Your boyfriend knows better than anyone how mischievous you can get. Once Donghyuck leaves, the room settles into silence.

You frown. “Do you not like me, Yuta?”

“What?” He laughs awkwardly, still feeling embarrassed by the current situation. “Why would I not like you?”

“Because I prepared all of this for you,” you pout, bottom lip sticking out. Yuta wants to kiss you so badly right now. “Wore this dress for you, bought this collar for you, made myself all pretty. I thought you would like it.”

You’re a little bit defeated by Yuta’s lack of excitement. Donghyuck warned you he would probably be nervous because of the circumstances, but you didn’t believe it. After all, you can’t recall the last time you ever saw Nakamoto Yuta nervous.

You decide to tease him more just to see how far his resolve would go. You rise from your position slightly and grab the hem of Yuta’s shirt, dragging him closer to you. His eyes widen at your boldness, looking down at you. You grin and tilt your head, lips inches away from his.

“I thought you would want to kiss me as soon as you saw me,” you confess, voice barely a whisper.

He swallows. “Kissing seems a little intimate, don’t you think? You’re still Haechan’s girlfriend.”

You roll your eyes and Yuta can start to see why you and Donghyuck are so perfect for each other. “So what if I’m Hyuck’s girlfriend? He gave you the go ahead, didn’t he?” You take Yuta’s hand in yours before guiding his palm downwards to your soaking core. “Plus, Hyuck doesn’t mind. He’s possessive for sure, but he knows I’ll always belong to him. But this, right here, belongs to you for the night.”

Yuta’s breath hitches when his fingers brush by your cunt, which is completely dripping in anticipation. That’s when Yuta finally snaps, lips crashing into yours as he pushes you onto the bed. You squeak in surprise at his aggressive nature, trying to balance yourself by gripping his biceps.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he groans, tongue slipping into your mouth.

You figured Yuta would be a messy fuck, and you’re proven right by the way he almost swallows you whole. You moan against his lips, allowing him to take control.

He grips the fabric of your panties before tearing it in half like it was nothing. As much as you love your boyfriend, Donghyuck has made many attempts before to try and rip anything off of you with no success. Yuta’s strength makes you grow even wetter.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw you in this dress,” he growls, moving to attack your neck. You gasp when he bites down forcefully. “Such a fucking slut, walking around with barely any clothes on. I don’t understand why Haechan allows you to dress like a whore.”

You whimper. “I-I’m not a whore.”

He laughs sinisterly. “Yes, you are. You’re a filthy whore who should be doing nothing but getting fucked all day.” His fingers tug at your collar and you attempt to catch your breath. “If I were Haechan, I would make you wear this around just to show everyone who you belong to. Mark and Jaehyun want to fuck you so badly too, you know.”

Your eyes widen slightly at Yuta’s confession. You’ve never seen Mark and Jaehyun take a second glance at you, if you’re being honest, and now you’re slightly regretting asking Mark for guitar lessons last week when you were wearing only Donghyuck’s shirt and your underwear.

“That’s not true,” you try to deny, moaning when you feel Yuta’s fingers playing with your folds gently.

“Oh, it’s not true?” He laughs again, and it sounds even more degrading as time passes. Perhaps you accidentally unlocked a sadistic side of Yuta. “Then why did I catch Jaehyun jerking off to the sound of you and Haechan fucking a week ago?”

You gasp. “Jaehyun doesn’t even live on this floor!”

“That’s the thing, silly girl. Sometimes we need a little help getting ourselves off and the sound of Haechan railing you does the trick. Sometimes we come up here to stand outside the door, listening to how you beg for Haechan to give you a break. Sometimes we imagine that it’s us on top of you, fucking you until there’s not a single thought in that pretty little head of yours.”

He pushes three fingers inside of you with absolutely no warning, and the intrusion causes you to scream.

“Y-Yuta! Wait!”

He just smiles at you, watching you squirm and try to get away from him when he starts pumping his fingers furiously. He bends his digits in an attempt to find the spot that will completely break you. Your back arches and you groan when the pleasure entirely takes over your body.

“There we go,” he coaxes, enjoying the look of you falling apart. “Don’t think about anything else, baby. Just me.”

You try to push Yuta away from you to catch your breath. The pressure is building up too fast, and something feels different.

“Yuta, I d-don’t know- Something’s wrong-“

“Nothing’s wrong, baby. Trust me,” he murmurs, pressing kisses down the side of your face. “You wanted me as your present, remember? I’m giving you your birthday gift.”

You nearly black out at the sheer force of your orgasm, pulling Yuta closer to you so you can hold something. You faintly hear the wet squelching sounds of your pussy as he moves his fingers rapidly, trying to get you everywhere as much as possible.

“Woah, how did you do that?”

You register the sound of your boyfriend’s voice and you try blinking to make out where he is. His blurry figure stands by the door, dressed in nothing but a towel covering his lower half.

“Hyuck,” you whisper pathetically, hands reaching out for him. Usually, when you’re this out of it, Donghyuck rewards you in cuddles.

This time, your boyfriend has no care for your suffering, beaming at Yuta and talking to him animatedly.

“Usually I have to give her four orgasms before she squirts like that! Teach me how you did it!”

Yuta laughs at the youngest’s eagerness. He rises from his spot above you and gestures for Donghyuck to come forward.

“Do you guys have any toys?”

“Do we ever,” Donghyuck hums, walking over to his bedside and opening the nightstand. Yuta’s eyes widen at the sight of various dildos, butt plugs, and vibrators. Donghyuck whistles happily as he sorts through the organized mess of sex toys. He pulls out a plug with a fluffy bunny tail attached to it, showing it off to Yuta proudly. “This one is her favorite. Makes her look like a cute little bunny.”

He tosses it to Yuta, who looks over the plug carefully. Donghyuck then shows off your favorite vibrator like it’s a new toy he got for Christmas.

“This one makes her cum really fast. Especially when you press it against her baby button.”

“Baby button?” Yuta questions.

Donghyuck rolls his eyes. “Her clit. You can’t use real words with her when she’s like this,” he points to you as you’re still trying to recover from your orgasm. “She turns super dumb real quick. Watch this.”

Yuta observes as Donghyuck grips your cheeks harshly, forcing you to look at him.

“Aren’t you going to thank Yuta for allowing you to cum? Bad girls like you won’t get orgasms if you’re not nice.”

You whimper. “I’m sorry, Daddy.” Yuta’s eyebrows raise at the word. You shift your attention to him. “Thank you for letting me cum, Yuta. You’re really nice to me.”

Donghyuck laughs. “See? She gets crazy stupid. Super subby and needy too.”

Donghyuck points out how you’re practically clinging onto his arm, afraid of him leaving. You watch as he turns on your favorite vibrator and you smile happily.

“Oh? Baby likes that sound, doesn’t she?”

You nod eagerly at your boyfriend’s question, spreading your legs wider. Donghyuck laughs and locks eyes with Yuta.

“So easy. I’ve thought about just passing her around the members before, but you know how Jaehyun and Johnny get. They’ll probably want to put a ring on her finger as soon as they get their dick inside her.” Donghyuck leans over and spits on your cheek, watching it drip down the side of your face. Yuta thought he was a messy fuck, but he never anticipated Donghyuck to be the same. “And the only ring she’ll ever wear on her finger is mine, isn’t that right?”

You fail to answer the question since Donghyuck chooses to turn your vibrator up to the highest setting and push it against your clit. You release a string of moans, whimpering and begging for Donghyuck to have mercy on you. Your boyfriend does the complete opposite, nails digging into your throat as a warning.

“You better fucking answer me or I’ll have Yuta fuck your ass with no prep right now,” Donghyuck warns, and Yuta thinks he’s never found the youngest’s voice so intimidating. Now he knows why Doyoung and Taeyong constantly complain about the noise.

“Y-Yes! Yes!” You cry, feeling the first set of tears slipping down your face. “I’m sorry, D-Daddy! I’m sorry!”

Donghyuck smirks before shifting his attention to Yuta. “How do you want to fuck her?”

“How do you usually fuck her?”

Donghyuck shrugs. “From behind, missionary, up against the wall, in the shower, on the dining table, blah blah blah. We’ve tried most positions and places, honestly. We even fucked in Doyoung’s bed one time just to spite him, but don’t tell him that.”

“I usually like it from behind.”

“Good! I can fuck her face then.”

You whine when Donghyuck removes the vibrator, feeling the loss immediately.

”Hands and knees, ass up. You know the rules,” Donghyuck commands, and you instantly obey. You shakily find your position, ignoring Donghyuck and Yuta’s snickers at your predicament.

“Condom?” Yuta asks.

Donghyuck shrugs. “We usually just chance it. Sometimes she takes her birth control but sometimes she forgets.”

“You- You chance it? She could get pregnant!”

Donghyuck rolls his eyes again and Yuta starts to see why Doyoung feels the urge to punch the youngest every once in a while.

“So? She would be a great mom and I would be a fucking amazing dad. Plus, don’t you think she would look so nice with a swollen belly, carrying my child around? Perfect little housewife if you ask me.” Donghyuck grips your face again and forces you to look at him through bleary eyes. “Wouldn’t you love to have my babies?”

“Of c-course, D-Daddy. Whatever Daddy wants.”

“Good girl,” Donghyuck praises you. He discards his towel and strokes his cock, watching as your mouth waters at the sight. “Pretty little cockslut. You want Daddy’s cock that badly, baby?”

“Yes! Please, Daddy! I’ve been good!” You beg, pawing at his thighs to try and get more of his attention.

Yuta grows even harder at the sight of you being so perfectly trained. He can’t believe Donghyuck has you wrapped around his finger like this.

Donghyuck raises an eyebrow at Yuta. “Are you waiting for permission or something? She’s not going to give it to you when she’s like this, she can barely remember her own name.”

Yuta swallows. He’s never fucked someone bare before, and he can’t believe Donghyuck’s just been chancing his luck so far. He won’t lie though, the thought is extremely enticing, especially since your pussy is soaking wet and ready to take him. He decides to push all sensible thoughts away and takes his cock out, rubbing the tip over your folds gently.

You keen at his touch, eagerly pushing your hips backwards, which earns you a slap in the face by your boyfriend.

“Don’t be such a slut,” Donghyuck hisses and you scramble to apologize. “Suck my cock since that’s all you’re good for.”

You immediately get to work, wrapping your hand around his base and taking kitten licks at his tip. You gasp when Yuta finally pushes into you, and Yuta lets out a long groan.

It’s been so long since he’s been in a pussy that’s felt this good. You’re so fucking tight, gripping his cock like a vice.

“Tight, isn’t she?” Donghyuck says cockily. “I fuck her everyday and she still feels like that. It’s a fucking mystery to me. I even fucked her for six hours once and she still felt like a fucking glove. Such a good slut.”

“Fuck, Haechan, I don’t know how you do this,” Yuta sighs, feeling like he’s in some other type of heaven. He’s quick to press deep inside you until his balls hit your clit at the force of his thrusts.

You cry and moan as loudly as you like, surprised by Yuta’s girth. He’s too big for his own good, and you’re struggling to focus on Donghyuck’s cock. Your boyfriend notices your struggle and forces your mouth open with his fingers. You get the message and open as wide as you can, allowing him to slide his cock down your throat.

Just like when he fingered you, Yuta’s able to find the spot that makes you unravel in a matter of minutes. Once he hears your moans around Donghyuck, he knows he’s got you. He’s nearly feral at this point, spitting out the dirtiest, meanest things you’ve ever heard him say.

“Stupid fucking whore,” Yuta hisses loudly. “All I’m gonna think about for months is this golden pussy and your dumb little face begging for me to fuck you. I want to fucking destroy you so badly, give you that stupid baby that’s going to be raised by a cockwhore of a mother.”

Donghyuck just snickers, watching as you choke around his cock and saliva drips down the side of your mouth. He knows you’re close to passing out from not breathing, but he also knows you love the feeling.

“Why don’t you push that plug into her other hole, Yuta? Watch her little bunny tail bounce on your cock.”

Yuta grins at the idea, locating the plug and licking it until it’s nice and wet for you. When he begins to push it into your other hole, Donghyuck finally allows you to breathe. You gasp loudly, choking and coughing as you try to collect yourself.

There are so many sensations you’re currently experiencing right now and you have no idea what to focus on. You can feel Donghyuck slapping his cock over your cheeks while Yuta pounds your poor pussy, his fingers pushing your favorite plug into your other unprepared hole. The pain is as overwhelming as the pleasure, and you truly have no thoughts running in your head except the two men fucking you like animals.

You hear your boyfriend hum thoughtfully, and you know that sound is far from good. “Yuta, do you think there’s room in that small pussy of hers to fit me?”

Your eyes widen. “W-What?”

But Yuta merely chuckles. “We’ll make it fit if there isn’t.”

“W-Wait-“

Your pleas are ignored as the two adjust you how they please, manhandling you until your boyfriend’s underneath you and Yuta’s on top, both of their cocks lined up to your soaking hole. You squeak when Donghyuck’s thumb presses against the plug in your ass.

“Hyuck, I don’t think-“

“You can’t think,” Donghyuck says before you can finish your thought. “You can’t think because you’re nothing but a whore for us now. Shut the fuck up and take us like you’re made to.”

You swear that white clouds your vision when both of them press into your cunt. You’re being stretched like never before, and your mind goes completely blank. Your body slumps against Donghyuck’s, and he laughs as he holds you close.

“She really is dumb,” Yuta cackles. “She’s so fucked out right now.”

“You should see her when she’s ovulating. A fucking crazy horny slut, she literally mounts me at any given chance. So cock drunk that she doesn’t give a fuck who sees us.”

The two pick up a brutal pace on your pussy, and they both groan at the fact that they not only feel you, but each other as well.

You whine and cry, words garbling together. “W-Want it- So g-good, Daddy- I love it- M-More please!”

Donghyuck scrambles to find your vibrator before turning it back on and pressing it against your clit again. The sensation causes you to fall headfirst into your second orgasm, cunt tightening around both of their cocks.

“Fuck,” Donghyuck hisses. “You fucking love it when I press against your baby button, don’t you?”

You know any question your boyfriend asks must be answered, so you try your best to formulate a response. The best you can come up with is, “Mmm huh.”

Yuta laughs again at your lack of understanding. “God, I can’t wait to dump my load in you.”

“I can hold out for one more, how about you?” Donghyuck asks Yuta over your shoulder. At this point, you’re just a hole for them to fuck.

“I’m good with that.”

When they resume their original tempo, you’re struggling to keep your eyes open. You can barely register what’s going on, accepting whatever’s being given to you. Donghyuck presses the vibrator to your clit again and your thighs start to tremble.

“Hyuck,” you whisper softly, not sure of your own voice.

“Yes, my baby?” He mumbles softly, as if he isn’t pounding you senseless.

“B-Break?”

He chuckles. “No breaks, baby. This is what you wanted for your present, remember?”

“Present?”

“It’s your birthday, dumb whore,” Yuta answers this time, glaring down at you. “You asked for me.”

“Birthday,” you hum, faintly recalling a delicious birthday cake made by Taeil. “I think I’m gonna cum again, Daddy.”

“Go ahead then, baby.”

You let out a string of whimpers as your final orgasm takes over you, your pussy squirting around both of their cocks as you try to push them out.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna give you all of Daddy’s cum,” Donghyuck says in your ear.

You perk up. “Daddy’s cum? I l-love Daddy’s cum!”

“Yeah? You want Yuta’s cum too, you fucking cumslut?”

“Yes! Please, Yuta!”

The sound of you begging for his cum pushes him over the edge, and Yuta loudly groans as ropes of his seed fill your pussy. Donghyuck follows after, and soon enough, there’s so much cum inside of you that it starts to drip out onto the sheets.

The three of you catch your breath before Yuta pulls out first, causing you to sigh at the emptiness. Donghyuck pulls away shortly after and you start to cry when you feel him move away from you.

“Don’t go, Daddy! Please!”

Donghyuck looks at Yuta. “She’s in her deep subspace. Can you get a towel and clean her up? She’ll cry for hours if I try to leave.”

Yuta does as instructed, fetching a towel from the bathroom and cleaning the inside of your thighs gently. It’s a struggle since you desperately want to move positions to cling onto Donghyuck to make sure he doesn’t leave you. Once he’s finally finished, he tugs his pants back on and gets ready to exit the room so that you two have privacy.

“Where are you going?” Donghyuck asks, ignoring your pleas for attention as you bury your face in his neck, your body curled up on his chest.

“Back to my room. This was a one time thing, right?”

Donghyuck shrugs. “Yeah, but if you like eating pussy, she loves to be woken up that way. You can stay and cuddle if you want.”

Yuta raises an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah, really,” Donghyuck scoffs. “But just know that she’s mine. If she asks to fuck you again, I won’t give a fuck but remember where you stand.”

“Yeah yeah,” Yuta waves off, burying the fact that he’s already so fucking in love with you. He joins you and Donghyuck on the bed, closing his eyes and finally registering what just happened.

Donghyuck breaks the silence.

“Your dick feels real good, by the way.”

“Haechan, don’t make it fucking weird.”

#nct smut #hyuck #haechan smut #yuta #yuta smut

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nct dream reaction ₊˚ପ⊹

➸ the dreamies as boyfriends.

alt title: the dreamies are boyfriend coded—that's all.

content: gn! reader, fluff, slightly suggestive, mentions of food

masterlist

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ mark lee

mark is very easily flustered in general, so what is he supposed to do when the prettiest person ever is just simply existing in his presence? just remembering you're in the room and stealing a glance your way awakens the most teenage-boyish feelings within him, tips of his ears red and nerves bubbling as if he isn't already in a relationship with you

he's endeared by the most minute gestures and quirks of yours, the ones that go unnoticed by others. like your little huff when you're frustrated or the way you scrunch your nose when you're not satisfied or contemplating something

they way you randomly squeeze his hand when you guys are walking will drive him up the wall. this man will audibly gasp or squeak, clutch his chest, and squeeze his eyes shut to recover from the way his heart is suddenly and fiercely pounding in his chest

he's constantly geeking out over you, though he doesn't gush to the dreamies too often. they'd just make fun of him and tbh he doesn't wanna hear it, but on occasion he'll talk to jaehyun or johnny since they're close and more than willing to lend an ear

can only go so long without a kiss from you. i give him maximum two hours (sometimes sooner) before he's looking into your eyes in that way that tells you he's going to kiss you

his hands would come up to hold your face and his lips would mold into a soft, doughy smile before pressing into yours. it's delicate and lingering, and he breathes you in every time, hands only leaving your face to wrap tightly around you and hold you close to his chest

would do the typical 'wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb' when you're eating together or pick an eyelash from your cheek, holding it up and insisting you make a wish and blow it away so it comes true

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ huang renjun

we know renjun has no filter, but i don't see him being too frequently outspoken about his feelings with/towards you; he's slightly reserved in this regard because giving cheesy compliments feels slightly foreign and awkward and he doesn't thinks it's something he's good at

initially, that is.

that reservation lasts up until the moment the most unplanned, instinctual, and heartfelt "gosh, i could look at you forever," leaves his lips.

he didn't plan to make you flustered; in fact, he didn't even plan on saying it out loud. he was just obliviously voicing his thoughts, but once he saw the flush of red that spread across your cheeks, eyes dreamy and wide with surprise, renjun questions how he ever went a day without being the reason for this look on your face.

huang renjun pays so much attention to detail when it comes to you, whether it's about your favorite food/restaurant or your coffee order or the different scents/products you like. you'll literally never have to repeat yourself with him, he's always listening very closely and noticing all the small things about you that no one has ever picked up on

he's so gentle and considerate, an 'actions speak louder than words' kind of guy. constant acts of service, making sure you keep up with meals, helping with chores, naming and watering your plants, etc.

and, undoubtedly, he's definitely the best out of the dreamies at taking care of you when you're sick.

now... he will wear a mask and wont kiss you until you're 100% better

or at least until he's sure you're not contagious

but you can bet this boy is making you fresh tea and soup daily, checking your temperature every thirty minutes, rubbing menthol on your chest and running you a bath + sticking a towel in the dryer so it's warm when he wraps it around you and gets you ready for bed

will not leave your side until you make a complete recovery

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ lee jeno

his natural resting state is his face tucked into your neck or shoulder

before he's even opened his eyes on an early morning, his face is nuzzling into yours, lips nibbling at your neck, plush and wet and leaving the lightest of kisses on your warm skin. he's completely enveloped by your scent, lulled to sleep for a bit longer by the sounds of your even breaths

if you're standing in a queue or at a party, he'll rest his cheekbone onto your shoulder, both arms wrapping around your waist. occasionally he'll leave a kiss on the nearest accessible spot of exposed skin, but since he's the shyest member (according to the dreamies), he might not do much more in regards to PDA

hand holding is a must though, especially when it's cold and your linked hands are tucked into his jacket pocket. so cheesy but you gotta let it slide bc it's lee jeno

loves to help you pick your outfits/shop with you... loves it.

has absolutely all the patience in the world, and will watch you with stars in his eyes as you style yourself, nervously offering his opinion every so often

will ask you to get up from your seat so that he can take it and pull you onto his lap instead. 7/10 times he'll get hard but can you blame him...

speaking of laps, please let him nap on yours :( jeno will pout and beg for a chance to sleep on your thighs or tummy, insisting that the quality of his sleep is drastically improved when he's on you. also, it's implied that he wants you to massage his scalp and play with his hair... will be out within five minutes if you do

and if he were to stir awake and the lights in the room were too bright, he'd tiredly drag your hand over to rest on his cheek and shade his eyes so he can keep sleeping

would absolutely love if you showed an interest in any of his hobbies

for example, he'd be so giddy if you let him teach you how to play a video game, holding your hand over the mouse and keyboard and pressing your fingers down on the buttons as he mutters instructions into your shoulder

or if you wanted to ride bikes with him or go to the gym with him, he'd be so attentive and watchful over you, making sure you have a good time doing the things that he likes

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ lee donghyuck

the partner privilege is real with this one

like, he'll be actively feeding you a bite of his food and another member would ask to try it, and he would immediately complain (even though he eventually gives in anyway) just because ugh! it's not the same as letting you have some, you know?

and on the topic of food, when you try his, he will be feeding it to you. no, he will not let you do it yourself so don't even try it—lee donghyuck lives and breathes for the way you roll your eyes in feigned annoyance before accepting the spoonful he so meticulously prepared for you, cheeks stuffed because it was probably too much. he'd even coo at you, going on about how cute you look and asking how you like the taste

will feel betrayed if you watch an episode of a show you're meant to be watching together without him. and while he's on tour or stuck at the dorms, he will facetime you so you can watch it together

he's genuinely so enamored and obsessed with you, in a way that might not even be entirely normal or sane. loves laying on your chest so that he can hear your heart and yes, he will shamelessly ask you to scratch his back, humming contently after each drag of your nails on his skin

cannot seem to get enough affection, ever

also cannot seem to get close enough to you. if it was possible, he'd merge into you to be closer but since it isn't, he'll just have to settle for cuddle sessions where he's wrapped around you like a koala, leg swung across you and pinning you in place.

he's a little dependent when he's with you, so he has a bit of a hard time when he's on tour. hyuck needs to talk to you and hear your voice and he will do anything and everything necessary to make that happen, whether it's staying up ridiculously late, or getting up before the sun to match your schedule. when he's away, he misses you so, so bad that it literally and physically hurts

and he's so soft on these phone calls, constantly reminding you that he misses you and your voice and your touch

he'll endlessly tell you that he loves you, all teasing and jokes aside—he can go back to doing all that when he gets home. for now, he's rambling about all the things he did that day that you would have liked and promising that he will bring you there one day

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ na jaemin

the honeymoon phase never truly ends when you're dating na jaemin. he is the biggest flirt, and i do not say that lightly

compliments and teases you like it's second nature because it is. he's constantly trying to swoon you and is not at all shy about skin-ship, clinging to you when he feels like he needs a bit of extra loving.

i think people underestimate how romantic jaemin is because he tends to be a bit subtle about it, and contrary to popular belief, i think he'd only really pull that side of him out in private, only for you to see. he's not particularly against PDA, just prefers to soak you in when the two of you are alone and together

slow kisses that hide how eager and enamored he really is, fingertips softly grazing all the way up your arms until they disappear into the back of your hair. it's insane how every kiss feels like the first with him, just as exciting, giddy, and warm.

if he has to get up before you for practice or schedules, he'll leave a kiss on your forehead before literally tucking you in, promising to be "back home and in your arms before you know it!"

when i say na jaemin would do anything to make you happy... that is not at all an exaggeration

movie night? you can pick the film and snacks. a couple's trip or vacation? he'll have you make a list of everything you wanna do and follow it through to the very last detail. an argument or disagreement? you're always in the right. if he so much as senses it's escalating, he'll quickly apologize. whatever it is you're fighting about, it's not worth upsetting you over. genuinely has so much love for you, he doesn't ever want to see you unhappy.

learns the recipes to your favorite foods so that he can make them for you whenever you want/crave them

if you were comfortable with it, he'd shower with you every single day, it's literally his favorite thing

and it's not even sexual half the time bro :( i mean... unless you wanted it to be

it's his fingers slowly scrubbing the shampoo into your scalp, hands massaging your upper back and shoulders, applying your facial cleanser and drawing shapes into the foam on your cheeks and forehead...

will 100% hog the hot water, though

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ zhong chenle

uses humor to flirt with you

even when he's mad at you he's still cracking jokes lmfao

kind of mean when he's playing around, but he knows to never take it too far. he doesn't actually want to hurt your feelings, he only wants to convince you that he's not as infatuated with you as he actually is.... although sometimes he slips up lol

like, he'll be gawking at you with so much love in his eyes, then suddenly crack a joke or poke fun at you. it might be quite confusing for an outsider, especially since after he's done laughing at you, he'd lean in and peck your cheek as a wordless truce. you're used to it by now though, and it's honestly kinda sweet because you know by now that pestering is his own way of showing you that he loves you

will pretend to ignore you so that you're forced to ask him for attention because he likes feeling needed/wanted by you

chenle is the personification of the phrase 'dating your best friend'. there's no one who makes you laugh quite as hard as him, or who knows you as well as he does. and, even at times where he isn't the most directly affectionate, he's still following you from room to room as you go about your day, dramatically dragging his feet bc where are you going without him :(

if you praise him for any reason at all, you've immediately turned him into putty and rendered him incapacitated—his cold front has been breached, and no amount of shrugging or 'tsk'-ing from him can hide the grin on his face or the way his eyes have softened and molded into hearts

your approval means everything to him, and he'd never tell you, but he'd constantly worry if he was enough for you or if you deserved better

when he is in an affectionate mood, you can expect lazy kisses just about anywhere. he gets in these moods when he's sleepy, far too tired to keep up his cold act, choosing instead to nestle himself in your warmth and soak in everything that is you.

instead of playing with his ring to go to sleep, you find that he frequently falls asleep, quietly snoring, with the material of your shirt clutched in his hand

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ park jisung

is touch-starved and it shows!

but the idea of outwardly asking you for affection terrifies him, so every time you perform any kind of skin ship, he desperately tries to express how much he likes it by smiling at you or leaning into your touch in hopes that you catch on to the fact that he loves it and he loves you and he wants more

eventually, as he grows more comfortable in the relationship, daring to initiate some touching of his own... as soon as he reaches this point, you realize there's no stopping him

he'd pick up the cutest little habits like spontaneously kissing you mid sentence because he just can't help himself or wait until you're done speaking bc he just needs to kiss you now or he'll die

that, or he'd catch himself playing with your fingers as he listens to the sound of your voice or while the two are laying down and you're telling him about literally anything

his thumb will be brushing ever so gently over your wrist, knuckles, and fingers as he hums to ensure you that he's still listening, his deep voice making his chest rumble under your cheek

but his favorite habit he's developed by far would be having you curled up on his lap, and it's not even in a sexual way or whatever

genuinely, he's never felt more at home

jisung busies himself caressing your soft skin or playing with your hair as you both mindlessly talk about random topics

and all of a sudden he's hyperaware of the situation and his heart swells up with love + a brush creeps up on his cheeks because hahaha wdym you're sitting on his lap rn??!?!?!

and if you glance up at him, fully expect him to get more flushed and hide in your shoulder

constantly buys you your favorite snack but eats most of them before you get around to trying them :( but like you can't even be mad

overall very soft and baby and just about anything you do makes him fall in love with you again

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