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lovechai · 1 year
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thinking about how alhaitham always seems too shy, too afraid when it comes to initiating physical intimacy with you. you were his first, and as he had no prior experience aside from those nights with you, he feels uncertain as to how he'll approach you. it's a wonder how you make it look so easy. you are usually so forthcoming with your wants and needs, and him, well, he really is a feeble scholar.
but god, when he finally does it, when he finally lets go of that rational thought holding him back, you could only think about how possible it is to want someone more than ever to the point that it drives you insane. if only you knew how you had already done that to him.
you look all too alluring sitting beside him in your comfy sweater and short skirt. that short skirt. how on teyvat could he focus on his book when the mere sight of you invites all of those obscene images? you're sitting there enjoying the new light novel you've gotten from inazuma while alhaitham is still on the first page, words and letters remaining foreign as he's already hard thinking of fucking you right there and then.
so, to your surprise, alhaitham shuts the book close and throws it on the coffee table. there's a look of concern on your face, but that is soon replaced with fluster when he suddenly slips a strong arm around your shoulders to bring himself closer. you feel his lips against your temple, his warm shaky breath sending shivers down your spine and to your core.
you should be saying anything, but your words die on your tongue when you feel his fingers lightly trail across from your stomach down to your skirt. his fingers easily find your clothed slit, and you could only gasp at him pressing at your dampness through the sheer material of your panties. it's embarrassing how you're already leaking from a few light touches, but fuck, you could never resist him, especially now that he's coming onto you like this.
light novel long forgotten, you grip at his thigh and spread out your legs a little further. and does he take that chance to move your panties to the side. a few strokes immediately leave you whining and feeling lightheaded.
"habibti," alhaitham whispers into your hair, and with that, he relishes in the way his middle finger slips into your wet cunt without any resistance. he gives it a few more thrusts before he slowly adds another finger that has you heaving.
his fingers are so long and thick they stretch you out, and he's pumping them inside you so good that you can't help but want for more.
"haitham, need you," you mewl, throwing your head back so you could get a glimpse of him.
and when he catches you looking at him through half-lidded eyes blown out from pleasure and lust, alhaitham doesn't think twice. he has to have you right now.
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disbnad · 11 months
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ohsharethekmusic · 6 months
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Song : Love Talk (English Version)
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Album {Single} : Love Talk (English Version)
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mars-soobin · 2 years
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TYPES OF SMOOTH TALKERS IN +x+ (slight nsfw)
Yeonjun
- definitely the smoothest
- super nice, probably couldn’t tell he’s flirting at first
- but oh wait a minute
- the cheeky smile and the arm above your head says other wise
- definitely likes the “oh you can’t hear me? let me lean down and whisper in your ear so you can get my message” approach
- keeps his body language open
- wide shoulders, head tilts, eyes seductive, etc
- fucks you with his eyes but his smile is SO polite
- touches his lips a lot, most likely licks them subconsciously
- pushes his hair back knowing it makes people swoon
- the kind of talking that makes you blush and stammer
- he’s teasing with his words, but also assertive
Beomgyu
- in a public setting he’s a menace
- absolutely F O U L
- similar to yj, he likes to corner you or get close when he’s talking
- uses more physical touch, like caressing your cheek
- staring directly into your eyes !!!!
- might ghost his hand down your sides if he thinks he can pull it off without getting slapped
- THE naughtiest with his words
- “I think you would look better bent over the bathroom sink. What do you think?”
- very VERY playful with his words
- if it’s a deeper conversation, he still holds strong eye contact and stays very truthful
- but his eyes twinkle when he’s plotting to get you moaning beneath him
- totally up to no good; proceed with caution around him
Taehyun
- I think he would be very blunt, like Beomgyu but not as playful or lewd
- but ✨respectful✨
- likes to join the pretty wallflower people and chat them up
- because he gets it
- he’s a linger-er for sure (is that even a word)
- he has his full attention on you, but doesn’t hide the fact that he’s clearly staring at your lips
- when you catch him in the act he simply shrugs it off
- “your lips are really pretty and soft. Can’t blame me for being curious?”
- I would form a crush on him just after one simple conversation
HueningKai
- he gives me ‘best friend that’s in love with me’ trope vibes
-overall very friendly !!
- but I feel like he definitely slips in some questionable jokes that he can cover up with a laugh
- “shut up before I kiss you” energy
- friendly flirt for sure
- zones out mid conversation cause he’s thinking about your hands on his body
- “kai what are you thinking about?” “You.”
- couldn’t hide his reaction even if he wanted to
- compliments left and right !!!
- when he flirts it’s definitely a major boost to your ego
Soobin
- uses acts of service to help his flirting communication
- ‘let me pour you another drink’ ‘I’ll go dance with you’
- undivided attention on you no matter what
- the type to tuck your hair behind your ear mid-conversation
- “sorry you had an eyelash on your cheek” type of touches
- smiles a lot when he talks to someone he’s interested in
- like hyuka LOTS of honest compliments
- “you should wear your hair like that more” because he wants to pull it when he fucks you
- might end up holding your hand trying to seduce you
- if things get more physical, he likes having you against his body
- might be a size kink thing idk
- like tucking you into his side while he talks to you, or bumping his shoulder against yours
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momodoesposts · 1 year
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Comfort crowd- a xiao dejun fic
TW: arguing, food mention, tears, xiaojun is soft, proposal, ten is there, fluff, I love xiaojun
word count| 1,408
Going out meant returning home, something you should have done sooner. How could a simple argument lead to this? As you stand outside the door to the shared apartment, you shiver, whether it’s from the cold or the thought of facing him after being so weak-willed. How could you have been so ignorant? To treat him like garbage after all he’s done for you. Up until this fight, there had been nothing serious. Maybe you were still in the honeymoon phase, and this sanctimonious time in your relationship was coming to a close, showing the true colors of your relationship…
But no, it had been three years. That was longer than the average honeymoon phase lasted. You missed the smiling boy you were used to, not the red-eyed, puffy-faced man arguing with you days ago.
Nothing had felt like this before. You resented your snide comment about him not wanting to spend time with you anymore, about him pulling away. But, more than the comment, you hated how defensive he got.
You missed your boyfriend, his smell, his eyes, his presence. You missed everything about him, yes, even the forced Harry Potter marathons you would share every other month. Sure, the movies got old, and if you had to watch them alone, you were sure you would wish they were never made. But everything with him was refreshing.
Granted, Dejun was always the defensive type, and you had found that aspect of him endearing until you had reason to believe he was hiding something from you.
You felt your stomach drop again, as it had done the many nights before when you stayed at Chittaphon’s house, crying into the pillows he kept in the spare bedroom. He understood your situation but refused to villainize you or your partner. This wasn’t his battle. He knew you had to figure it out for yourself. He also made sure to tell your boyfriend that you were safe.
“Maybe he’s just going through something,” your friend mused.
“No, it’s different than any other time, Ten. He’s never been like this.”
All he offered you was a shrug and a warm meal, something you were highly grateful for.
Did Dejun still care for you? You knew you cared for him more than anyone else who had entered your life before; you considered him your safe haven. When you had worries or insecurities bubbling and rising to the surface of your mind, he could tell and was quick to shoot them down, telling you how much he cherished and adored you.
And he did.
This was confirmed by the door swinging open to reveal his disheveled frame, looking at you like you were the center of his universe.
Too shocked to say anything, you stared at him with wide eyes and swallowed, feeling the tears start again.
“Are you really just going to stand in the cold..? It’s freezing out here, doesn’t be stupid.” He pulled you inside, studying your flushed face and body. “God… you’re ice cold. How long were you standing out there?”
Without thinking, you threw your arms around him, sniffling and burying your face into his neck to inhale his scent. Then, you begin crying as the comforting smell of vanilla and musk invades your nostrils.
His arms followed a tentative path around your waist, slowly pulling you closer until he couldn’t anymore. Then, rubbing small circles on your mid back, he shushed you and swayed gently.
Once you had calmed down, he grabbed your shoulders, pushing you away to wipe your face with the sleeve of the mauve sweater you had bought him.
You blubbered and began to speak, “I’m so-sorry. I didn’t mean to disappear like that, I know you must have been angry at me and I just- I let my emotions get the better of me- I know it wasn’t right bu-“, you felt yourself getting choked up again, and he stopped you with a sudden kiss to your lips.
“You had every right to take time to yourself.”, he assured you, eyes locking with yours. “I was upset too, and I understand you needed time to yourself, I just wish you had told me before I heard it from Ten.”
“He told you?”
“Do you think I would have left you alone if I didn’t know you were safe? I was mad, but I’m not a monster. Do you think so lowly of me?” he teased, smiling slightly.
Even though a fight, he cared for you and ensured you were doing well, messaging Chittaphon every day to check in on you and ensure you were eating and getting rest. God, how you love this man.
“So, let’s try this again,” he offered as he led you to sit on the couch. “What got you so upset in the first place?”
With a few moments of preparation,
you were ready to make your statement.
“Lately, it just… you felt different. Distant, like you didn’t want to spend time with me.”
In response, Dejun sucked on his teeth, his hand running through his hair, a nervous tick you had picked up on early on in your relationship.
“Whenever I tried to hang out with you, you said you were busy, and I felt like… I just wasn’t important to you.. I guess. Sorry, I know that probably sounds stupid-“
“It’s not stupid,” he interjected, brow furrowing, “Your feelings are your feelings, don’t let anyone take them away or make them feel invalid.”
Dejun took a breath.
“Look, it’s just…” he groaned, “Okay, fine. You know what? You’re just ruining your surprise, so that’s on you.”
You blinked at him, observing as his hand ran through his thick hair again. You always loved playing with his hair, feeling the silky strands in your fingers, and listening to him hum in pleasure. He was so beautiful; all you wanted to do was take him in again as if it were the first time.
The question, “Did you hear me at all?” snapped you out of your thoughts for the second time that day.
A confused “Huh?” was all you could muster as a reply.
He covered his face in his hands, embarrassed to have to repeat himself.
You had never heard him speak as fast as he did when his hands left his face.
“Okay-sobasicallyIwasthinkingaboutourfutureandstuff-“he rambled.
“Jun, slow down.”
He took a deep breath, frustrated. “Okay-okay- I was weird and distant because I was looking for the right time to ask, but you’re basically ruining that.”
His eyes darted around the room.
“I want you to consider marrying me.”
You couldn’t stop your jaw from dropping while your poor boyfriend became a puddle on the couch, disappearing into his hands and groaning, wishing he could disappear.
“Listen, you don’t have to say yes, okay? Don’t feel pressured or anything..”
“Xiao Dejun, you absolute idiot-“you said, smacking him with a pillow, “You ignored me for weeks. Are you joking right now, asshole?” you finished your point with another smack from your trusty pillow.
“I was just waiting for the right time, okay!?” he pawed at your weapon as you continued your assault.
“So you acted like a dumbass!?”
“Well-no! I mean, I guess I did; sorry about that-STOP. SMACKING ME!” he tore the cushion from your grasp, pulling you against him as he threw it across the room.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Oh my god, Dejun. I’ll marry you, you doofus.”
He smiled, searching your eyes for regret before crashing his lips onto yours, which you quickly reciprocated.
You had missed the taste of him more than you had ever realized.
After a few moments, you pulled away, staring at him.
And he did the same, eyes picking apart every millimeter of your face, searching for inhibitions but finding none.
“I love you so much.”
“I’m going to be your spouse….” you mused, testing out how your name would sound with a new surname. Not bad, not bad at all.
“You’re so lovely, do you know that?” he pulled you back into his chest, laying down, “You’re my gorgeous, gorgeous pearl.”
You happily laid your head on his chest, smiling. “You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”
“I know,” he said, smirking at you and cocking an eyebrow.
“Xiao!”
“What? You said it, I’m just agreeing!”
“You dork…”
And as you nuzzled into his chest, sighing happily while he squeezed your waist, you knew you belonged in his arms.
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bridzhbard · 5 months
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- So.. are you married?
- Not at the moment. Why? What do you have in mind?
- Well, maybe we could start with a little dinner.
- Sounds good.. But how do you want to finish?
- Simultaneously.
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sailormelonn · 3 months
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I’m team mandarin version ofc ;-)
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I love the way you're talking to me
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tokimekiinversion · 8 months
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in bioshock 2 there's a quote, "love is just a chemical. we give it meaning by choice"
and i think i love the thought here. you can do whatever you want with your love. you can act or not act on love. you don't have to give everything to someone because you love them. or you can. it's your choice. you can treasure love or not, you don't have to. you can decide if love is helping you or not. ultimately, we're the ones who decide what we do, what paths we'll take in our lives. love is not the end all be all. we decide what love is, we decide what love means.
and you can decide what love is to you, you can decide what loves means to you. who's stopping you?
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techtechonmymind · 1 year
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classic tenxiaoyang behavior
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starsinthesworld · 7 months
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HUH? LADY MISAKI HAS A CRUSH TOO?? AHGGHH I HAVE ONE BUT ITS MORE OF A LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT 😭
Yes I have a crush too~ since some days hehe. :3
Oh I know that feeling, such feeling is hard as hell.😭
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tangobullets · 10 months
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God loving someone is fucking terrifying because you could have an endless amount of love and affection for someone and all you can do is just
Pray that they return those feelings, hope that they love you as deeply as you love them. Hope that their love for you is as endless as yours for them.
And if they don’t, if they stop loving you? It feels like being dragged out to sea in a rip current. And there’s nothing you can do about it.
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nouvely · 1 year
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KUN AND TEN | LOVE TALK
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justsoojung · 9 months
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baku-usagi · 6 months
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It's been like, a very very long time since I left my abusive ex.
Almost 8 years I think? Which is crazy..
Anyway I was kind of the household ex for a while, it's very confusing and long winded to try and talk about the relationship I had with his family, I even worked with his little sister as recently as last year.
In all the time since we've broken up, I've held contempt and disgust for him.
I have only memories of the abusive and the trauma I suffered. He stopped being a person and was absolutely just a collage of angry, bitter memories.
His little sister posted about him the other day on her fb, and while I have him blocked on most things, I checked his Instagram (dumb I know)
It was just kind of surreal.
Suddenly he's not some grotesque face screaming at me, and spitting on me. He's a person and he's real and not just fiction.
Suddenly I remembering weird little mundane memories of getting lunch or watching movies together.
Of how he'd smile at me, and the nick names he'd call me.
What his hair felt like.
I do not miss him not even a little bit, I don't know that I'd ever be able to look him in the face, I don't want to ever speak with him again, but I am suddenly holding a neutral feeling instead of the anger and rage.
It's very very... Cathartic.
My partner now, for the flaws our relationship has, is amazing. I am excited to share my life with him. He is kind and gentle and funny and peaceful. He is not reactive, he is thoughtful. I'm so so greatful to have him and in my head I place him like a shield between the weird memories and emotions about my ex, and myself. Like some reminder that I found and have peace, that the mundane of our relationship is better then the best of my old relationship.
Idk I'm just going through it
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