Could you please make a haechan x reader story with lots of dirty talking and him meeting the reader on stage and like they make out backstage after? Please make the reader female thank you and happy Valentine's Day
One-shot #1: Lee Dong-Hyuck spots you in the audience and takes you backstage for a hot make-out session (*requested*)
This is the first story in my Mixed One-shots series, with smut that can be about any group, member and even non-kpop celebrities. Unlike my Quick Fix series, One-shots can be a little longer and story-driven.
This story is a response to the above request. Thanks for submitting requests, they're super motivating 😊
One-shot #1: LEE DONG-HYUCK (NCT Haechan)
Celebrity: Lee Dong-hyuck (NCT Haechan)
Content: Dirty talk, Standing
Type of Sex: MEDIUM
Word Count: 4k
When NCT announced a show you would actually be able to attend you were ecstatic. When you managed to get tickets, you nearly screamed yourself mute of happiness. That indescribable feeling of joy was the best day of your life – so far.
Then came the day of the event, which trumped anything else. During and after the show, several things happened that would make it a day you would never forget. Several once-in-a-lifetime memories were made that day, and you still can't believe what happened.
First of all, you had an excellent spot, in the pit by the stage. It meant seeing your idols up close, and only a few songs in you were already coarse from all the screaming.
Second, Haechan spotted you in the crowd, and he couldn't take his eyes off you for the remainder of the performance. Every time he came on stage he looked for you, and he passed your section more than any other throughout the night. At one point, your presence even made him forget the lyrics. The crowd went wild; they loved his adorable mess-up, and Haechan was so cute the way he handled it by laughing it off. You could swear he gave you a naughty wink afterwards.
Third, the highlight – by far – was not the show itself though. It was what happened after.
A security guard approached you as the arena was clearing out, and for a moment your heart sank to the pit of your stomach. Your instinct told you that you were in trouble for something, but you had no idea what.
The guard tried to calm you down but failed. He took you backstage, where your worry only intensified. But it was quickly replaced with a mix of shock, excitement and joy, when you were led into a small room where someone was waiting for you.
The room had a small couch in the center, a vending machine, and a desk with two computers against the far wall. It looked like a combination of a lounging area and make-shift office. Haechan was sitting on the couch, and he quickly jumped up and smiled when he saw you.
“Hi!” he exclaimed.
You were stunned. “Ehm, hi?” you eventually managed to say, and a sudden nervous feeling rushed over you. The security guard nodded to Haechan, then turned to you to ask if you were okay. You smiled back at him as confirmation, and he quickly left the room and closed the door behind him.
“What's going on?” you asked.
“I wanted to see you,” Haechan said. He quickly realized how odd the situation must be for you. ”I mean, I saw you in the crowd. You seemed so into the show. I wanted to, ehm, I wanted to… to thank you for coming, I guess? And to see if maybe you wanted a backstage tour, or something? Maybe I didn't think this through…”
A number of thoughts raced through your mind. When the initial shock had settled, you figured that the members offering private tours was perhaps a normal thing. But there was something about the way Haechan explained himself that made it all feel wrong.
And so, you composed yourself, and took a direct, honest and visibly skeptical approach, one Haechan probably didn't expect. “Do you usually bring girls to private rooms like this?”
Haechan was now the one who became nervous, as this was certainly not a normal occurrence at all. But instead of being apologetic and explain himself further, the words that came out of his mouth were those he was actually thinking:
“Only pretty ones.”
He immediately regretted the words. He knew he was crossing boundaries. But this statement was a turning point, an important moment that would define the direction of the rest of your evening.
You could have laughed it off, and simply accepted the tour he had offered. You could have questioned him further, and maybe taken offense by the way your idol objectified you so openly. Or you could have freaked out, acting like the fan girl that you were, overwhelmed by the fact that you were alone in a room with a man whose posters were plastered all over your walls.
Instead, you did exactly what a lot of girls would have wanted to do in your situation, but which very few would likely dare to do. Haechan's words had given you an opening, and you, too, said exactly what came to mind.
“I can be more than just pretty for you.”
Haechan let out a laugh, then his face turned dead serious when he realized you weren't laughing along with him. “Like what?” he asked, throwing the ball back in your court.
You took a step closer to the man. “You're still sweaty from the show,” you noted and smiled.
“Does that turn you off?” Haechan asked.
“No, it turns me on,” you said.
That's how quickly your relationship was established, and from here things escalated fast.
Making out starts here...
Now, Haechan was the one to take a step closer to you. He stared into your eyes, as if he was trying to read you. You did the same to him. To anyone watching from the outside, it was clear that something was going on between you. It had been obvious to both of you already during the performance, when your eyes constantly met and your heart was beating so fast. What you always suspected had now been confirmed; Haechan had been checking you out.
Now, in this room, the spark between you became real. And perhaps that's why you dared to take a big risk. When Haechan entered your personal space, you quickly leaned in and kissed him.
Haechan didn't even hesitate. He immediately kissed you back, and before you knew it you were making out, next to the couch in the middle of the room.
Haechan put his hands on your waist, and pushed your body back. He followed you passionately as you took multiple steps backwards, and never took his lips off yours. Soon you hit the closed door behind you with a bang. was security still around? Any staff walking past outside surely must have heard.
The desire you had always felt for the idol, and the one he had felt all evening, quickly took hold of you both. Pinned against the back of the door, you continued to make out with a sudden wild, untamed passion. Haechan's hands were on your waist and ass before you had a chance to react, and once you did react you wrapped your arms around his shoulders.
What happened was insane, but that fact never crossed your mind in the moment. You had desired the man for years, and now he wanted you too. You were more than happy to just roll with it.
While you eagerly sucked and kissed each other's lips, Haechan let his hands explore your body. He briefly touched your breast, and a hand soon slid inside your shirt. You didn't stop him.
“Damn you're sexy,” Haechan moaned. “I swear though, I've never done this before.”
And it was the truth. Though you didn't know what to believe, Haechan was not he type of guy to bring random fans backstage to make out with them. He had spotted you, been unable to take his mind off you, and taken a chance by bringing you here. He had never expected that things would go in the direction they now did, and certainly not this fast.
And the fact that things continued was largely thanks to you. When Haechan started talking dirty to you, you immediately jumped onboard.
“Fuck, Hyuck,” you said. “You're so hot.”
When you said his name, Haechan pressed his body closer against yours. You spread your legs slightly, feeling his pelvis rub against yours. You wanted each other so bad, and all barriers had already been broken down.
“Oh, baby,” Haechan continued. ”I'm so sweaty because you're the one who's so hot. The way you moved your body in the audience. I didn't see anyone else, it was as if I was performing only for you. You made me so horny, you have no idea.”
“Ah, keep talking.”
“I had to sit down on stage because of you. You took my breath away, and made me so hard. I had to hide my boner. And damn, you're a bad girl aren't you, because you made me forget the lyrics.”
You held on tight around Haechan's neck, as he kept moaning into your mouth in between violent kisses. His hands on your waist inside your shirt felt warm and comforting, and were an incredible turn-on.
“Ahh, your body feels so good,” he continued. ”Mm, baby, are you really here? Is this really happening?”
“I'm here,” you said and smiled, while sticking your tongue out. The wet tips of your tongues met, and you began to play around in each other's mouths.
The way Haechan spoke to you was an insane turn-on too, and you wanted to encourage him further. “What do you want to do to me?” you asked.
“I wanna lick you. Daamn, I'm so fucking horny right now.”
Haechan's hand moved up your waist and found your breast under the shirt. He cubbed it over your bra, and he suddenly stopped sucking your tongue and buried his face in your neck. He quickly began to lick it, with long, wet strokes against your skin.
A shiver went down your spine when Haechan traced your neck. You held on tighter around him, and moved an arm down around his waist and back. When his body pressed hard against yours, you raised a leg and wrapped it around his thighs.
“Ahh, Hyuck, this feels amazing!” you said, and you could swear you felt the boner in his pants. ”Don't stop, please. Suck my neck, Hyuck. Mm, yeah, I'm so wet.”
“Fuck babe, so eager,” Haechan grinned by your ear. He raised his head and kissed your cheek. ”I don't even know your name.”
“Who's eager?” you asked and giggled, then turned to face him and quickly re-focused the dirty talk. “I'll be anything for you, remember? I'll be your slut if you want me to.”
Maybe that was going too far, but you felt no regrets. And to your relief, Haechan was onboard too.
“Ohh, yeah, my sexy slut,” he moaned into your mouth, while rubbing the full length of his body passionately against you. He started to rock his hips back and forth, pressing his boner harder and harder between your legs. ”You make me so fucking horny. I'm so glad I met you. You're such a hot slut and I love it. Do you always come back stage to have sex with the band?”
You laughed again, and suddenly pulled Haechan's head back by the hair. “Who said anything about sex?” you asked with a naughty grin.
“Oh, come on, you asked what I wanted to do to you. I don't believe you'd call yourself a slut if you weren't talking about sex.”
You looked him in the eye and smiled. “You're right, I wouldn't. It's any fan's dream to have sex with you, isn't it? Fuck, Hyuck, you make us all so weak. Who wouldn't want your cock inside them? I bet you're great with it too, aren't you?”
“Mm, damn girl, I like the way you talk. That's right, stroke my ego.”
“I know a lot of girls who would kill to see you naked.”
Haechan brushed his nose against your face, and bent in to lick the other side of your neck. “Is that what you want, huh? To see me naked? Maybe today is my lucky day.”
You tightened the grip of your leg around Haechan's thigh, squeezing his boner between your bodies.
“I want your cock inside me,” you whispered, then pulled his face back up and stuck your tongue in his mouth again.
Haechan was getting weak in his knees, but met your tongue with his. You loosened the grip of his hair and continued to make out, while he slammed his hips repeatedly against you.
When his boner kept poking at you at a steady pace, desire took a new hold of Haechan. He never responded to your last statement, but stuck his hand further up your shirt. He grabbed your neck, and the shirt slid so far up that your bra came out. He was all over you, and it felt incredible.
As he dry-humped you against the door, and your chest became increasingly bare, you eventually reached down to grab his shirt. You pulled at it, and you soon felt his bare back with the palm of your hand.
When your skin touched his, Haechan suddenly took a step back. Your leg slid down his thigh, as he took his shirt and rapidly pulled it over his head. His hair became messy, and he stared at you with his mouth half open, while you glanced down at his bare chest.
“Fuck,” you said with a serious expression. “I just realized that this is real. What are we doing?”
“Don't you want to?” Haechan asked, standing half-naked, horny and exposed in front of you.
“Of course I want to. This is a dream come true. A wonderful, sexy dream.”
Haechan seemed very pleased with your response, and he attacked you with his mouth, tongue and hands again. His hand went back far up your shirt, and his naked chest and stomach rubbed erotically up and down your body.
“Damn, you really are so hot and slutty,” Haechan said while massaging your breasts and poking you with his boner. ”Fuck you're sexy!”
The whole situation made you so incredibly horny. The feeling of his body, the unashamed words he spoke, the thrilling turn of events that had happened in the last fifteen minutes of your life. While he talked dirty to you, sucked your mouth and played around with his tongue inside you, and his bare chest pressed hard against yours, you reached down between you and found the belt of his pants.
You managed to get it open, and pulled it off him with a fast yank. When the belt was off, the pants immediately slid down his legs, and you felt the boner for real for the first time. A hard shaft rubbed against you through the thin fabric of Haechan's black underwear.
“Ahh, ahh,” Haechan began to pant in your ear. The rubbing of the shaft did things to him, wonderful things, and he stopped licking and kissing you altogether.
“Take it off,” he requested when he tugged your shirt, which was already up to your neck anyway. “I wanna feel your sexy body. Mm, I wanna feel all of it so bad, you're so fucking good babe.”
“Fan of the year award?” you asked in a playful tone.
“Fan of the year award,” Haechan confirmed and grinned.
With a smile on your face, you placed a hand on Haechan's chest and pushed him away from you. You let him watch as you pulled the shirt over your head and tossed it aside, then proceeded to pull your pants down for him. You let your panties come with them and they drop to the floor. Haechan was mesmerized, and drooled out of the corner of his mouth.
“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed, then looked you in the eyes. Then he quickly leaped forward, attacking you with his hands and lips once more.
Passionate is an understatement. When he pressed you hard against the door again, you kicked your pants off your feet and jumped. You spread your legs wide and wrapped them around Haechan's ass and thighs, as he explored your naked ass with his hands and pinned you to the door. His boner poked against you repeatedly.
“Mm, Haechan,” you moaned. “Fuck me, Haechan, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
Sex starts here...
Haechan suddenly reached down with one hand and grabbed his underwear. He pulled them down forcefully, rapidly as to not drop you to the floor in the process. His hard cock was freed, but you never got a chance to see it. He quickly thrust it against you, and it got squeezed between your stomachs.
Haechan took a firm grip around your ass cheeks and you adjusted your legs around him. You spread them as wide as you could for him, and held on tight around his neck.
The cock quickly found it's way, when Haechan stuck his ass out to give the cock some space. He kept thrusting passionately against you, and the cock poked around until you felt the head slide inside you. You were so wet, and he was so hard, that the whole shaft came inside you with ease.
“Ohh,” you moaned as you felt the throbbing shaft go deeper.
“Such a naughty girl,” Haechan grinned. “I'll fuck you so hard. You're so bad, coming here and doing these things to me, you deserve to be punished.”
“Oh yeah, punish me Hyuck. Punish me with your big dick.”
Haechan's thrusting quickly turned rough and animalistic, and his moans in your ear were full of lust. He moved his ass fast back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of you. You tightened your legs around his waist, and held on to his neck and shoulders for dear life. You tilted your head back, eyes closed, as he fucked you violently against the door.
“Ah, Haechan, I've been so bad!”
“Are you a bad girl?” Haechan asked.
“I'm a bad girl! Punish me, I deserve it. I'm your fucking slut! Oh yeah, fuck me Hyuck, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
Haechan began to sweat again, your weight taking its toll on his arms. His thigh muscles worked hard, his grasp of your ass cheeks tightened, and his butt cheeks clenched each time he slammed his cock deep inside you.
You looked down and opened your mouth, and your lips met his again. You stuck your tongue out, and you began playing around in each other's mouths again, while breathing heavily into each other.
“Ah, Haechan,” you moaned loudly. “Hyuck, ah, ah, never, stop, Hyuck! Ah, ah, ah. Never. Stop. Fucking. Me!”
If there was a chance that anyone heard the bang when you first hit the door, there was no way no one heard you now. As Haechan kept fucking you violently, the door rattled and banged repeatedly each time your back and ass slammed against it. And your moans almost turned into screams, loud and with not a care in the world for who might pass by in the corridor on the other side.
The thought that anyone might hear you had never even crossed your mind. You were both in your own bubble, taken over by lust and sexual desire, and still surprised by how quickly things had gone this far.
You found it crazy and hard to believe that such a big star had taken an interest in you. And he found it hard to believe that he had not only managed to invite you backstage, but that you proved to be just as dirty and horny as he was. That he now got to have sex with you felt great to him. Neither of you would truly realize and appreciate the insane experience until several days after it had happened, as the bubble of incredible, spontaneous sex didn't leave much room to reflect.
The bubble burst, however, when someone suddenly tried to open the door from outside. It was pushed hard against you, and Haechan nearly lost his balance.
Surprised, he quickly let go of your ass and took a step back. His cock slid out of you. Your feet fell to the ground, and your heart sank when you realized that someone was in fact entering the room.
A strong fear quickly rushed through you. Haechan, who felt the same fear, faced the door like a deer caught in headlights. His first reaction was to cover his crotch with his hands.
Naked, in shock, and with his arms stretched and hands between his legs, he stared at the door when Johnny appeared behind it.
You were just as shocked, and your reaction was to immediately leap for your shirt on the floor and cover yourself as best you could. You quickly leaned against the wall behind the door, staring with fear at the figure peeking out behind it.
Johnny too looked surprised when he entered. It took him a second to register what he had walked in on. He glared at Haechan, who stood naked with his pants by his ankles, then quickly glanced at you. He looked back at Haechan, then he burst out laughing.
“Fuck, I'm so sorry!” he said, but he didn't move. His hand was still on the door handle, and he had a huge smile on his face.
“Fuck,” he repeated. “I should leave, shouldn't I? I'm sorry!”
With that, he quickly stepped out and closed the door behind him. Haechan immediately leaped forward and locked it.
“I should have done that from the start,” he said with a serious expression. He looked at you, and took his hand off his crotch. The dick between his legs was still rock hard.
“I'm sorry,” he said, suddenly afraid that he'd just lost you. You'd likely want to leave after what just happened.
But that was not the case. You had just seen Johnny, who was once your bias. It didn't matter that you were naked at the time. He had looked you in the eye, seen you, and spoken to you. You were incredibly excited about that, and it didn't matter that you'd just been caught in the act.
“Don't be sorry,” you said and let go of the shirt. “Can we keep going, or do you need to leave now?”
“I don't want to go anywhere. I want to lock myself in here forever. I'll never hear the end of this.”
Haechan looked like a helpless puppy, as he waddled over to the couch and kicked the pants off his feet. He sat down on the armrest, and suddenly seemed defeated.
“Hey, it happened,” you said and walked over to the man. You spread your legs and sat down on his thighs, looked down at him reassuringly and kissed his forehead. ”He saw, he left, there's nothing we can do about it now. And the door is locked now.”
Haechan raised his head, straightened his spine, placed his hands on your thighs, and smiled up at you.
“You're crazy, do you know that?” he said with a smirk.
“Not much crazier than you. You're the one who got me here.”
You smiled lovingly at him, then continued: “You know, I'm not really a slut. But being here released something in me. We've known each other for what, twenty minutes, not counting all that time you eyed me from the stage. And you've already seen me naked and been inside me.”
“Yeah, I know,” Haechan said. “This is crazy, isn't it. Wanna stop? I can still give you that tour.”
“And face Johnny, who has surely run off to tell the boys? Nah, I'd rather stay here and be your slut.”
Haechan laughed at the joke, which technically wasn't a joke at all. “Oh yeah?” he said, turning his naughty side back on. “And what would a slut like you do to me?”
You tilted back on top of him while he held on to your waist, then you reached behind your back and took off your bra, which until now had stayed on this whole time.
Completely naked on top of your new lover, you placed your hand on Haechan's chest and forcefully pushed him backwards onto the couch. You leaped down with him, and sat down on top of him.
“I can think of lots of things,” you said seductively, while you slowly started to roll your hips over his crotch, pleasuring his hard cock. Haechan grinned longingly at you, and let his hands move up your waist. When he touched your breasts you leaned forward, kissed the idol, and stuck your tongue inside his mouth again.
“Tonight I'm your slut, Hyuck, and you are mine, okay?”
“Okay,” Haechan moaned. “I'm your fucking crazy, dirty slut.”
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QUICK FIX #2: NCT Mark fucks you silly missionary style
Member: NCT Mark
Content: Missionary, Dirty talk, Female orgasm
Type: MEDIUM
Word Count: 700
This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊
“Fuck yeah baby,” Mark says, while squirming on top of you and filling you up with his cock. “Damn baby, you feel so good.”
You moan as he massages your breast and licks your neck, and moves his ass slowly up and down. His motions are wide and lustful, calm yet eager and full of passion. He wants you so badly, you can feel it.
And you want him just as bad. The juices are flowing from your vagina. You spread your legs as wide as your body will allow, wrap your feet around his thighs and arch your back. Your ass is pressed hard onto the mattress and your hands are all over Mark's back and shoulders.
“Oh yeah baby,” he continues. He nibbles at your ear and pulls your hair gently.
You pull your knees higher and your heels touch his ass cheeks. When you press down on him, he moans as he penetrates you deeper.
His throbbing shaft feels so good inside you, and you start to move your hips to match his motions. Your lips wrap tight around the shaft, and you feel it slide in and out, in and out repeatedly.
The head pleasures your clitoris, and you begin to pant repeatedly. Your shallow breaths turn Mark on further, and he suddenly picks up the pace. His hips slam against your inner thighs, and the bed begins to shake and bang against the wall.
Mark stops licking and biting you, and buries his head in the pillow beside you. You hear him groan loudly into it.
The full length of his body is pressed down on you. You ease your grip around his ass and lift your feet in the air. He penetrates you as deep as he possibly can, and an amazing feeling rushes through your whole body.
“Moan for me baby,” Mark whispers. “Say my name.”
You know it turns him on when you talk dirty to him. “Oh yeah, baby,” you say. ”Oh Mark, you're so good. Mm, ah, ah, Mark, fuck me Mark, faster, faster!”
Mark let's his hand glide down your side and onto your ass. He pulls his legs up and sits on his knees, bending in half with his head still pushed into the pillow. He gasps for air and presses his lips against your neck, while panting heavily and lifting your ass from the bed to find the perfect angle.
Your body folds too, and your legs point straight up in the air. Each violent thrust causes you to shake. Mark's dick rubs you in just the right spot, and you feel your climax fast approaching.
A shiver suddenly runs through your body. “Oh, Mark,” you moan, just as he requested. “Ahh, fuck me, Mark, MARK, MAAARK LEEEE!” you scream.
Mark realizes you've reach your orgasm, and he's about to do the same. He holds his breath on the final stretch, then lets out a loud groan as he climaxes.
He pushes his pelvis down hard on you, stretching your legs further than you thought was possible. The pain it causes is nothing compared to how great he makes you feel.
“Arrrghn,” his deep voice moans into your neck when he ejaculates inside you. His body is warm and tense, but all the tension goes away the moment he's finished.
His heavy breaths feel hot on your skin. He licks your neck again, then lifts his head to kiss you on the lips. The kiss is wet and sloppy, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.
“Holy shit baby,” he pants. “Damn you're good!”
When you've both come down from your highs, he collapses in your arms, his cock still inside you. His breaths become steadier, and you feel relaxed the way he holds you.
“No one's ever made me come the way you do,” he says. You giggle and wrap yourself tighter around him. “I love you baby.”
You still feel your body shiver, and Mark's cock pulsing inside you. His body is hot and comfortable to hold, and his words make you smile.
“I love you so much,” he repeats, and lifts his head to give you a kiss on the lips. ”So much.”
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