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scarletwinterxx · 4 months

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just like you - dad mark lee scenario

hello ~ and we're back with another dad mark scenario. I'm so happy a lot of you seem to like this series as much as I do🥺 also, this isn't written in a particular order, I just write it based on requests/or whichever timeline the scene fits in. anyways, I hope you like it!

alsooooo I'm going to see 127 again next week😭🥺 so expect me to be in my feels again for the next few weeks hahah

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

part1: day with dad mark lee

part2: another day with dad mark lee

part3: a day with the lee's

part4: (prologue) i don't know how to make eggs

part5: glitter pens and goodnight kisses with the Lee's

part6: first love and kisses

part7: naps and baby kicks

part8: then there was three

part9: just like you

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"The kids are doing alright, Minjung is loving the music lessons. Minjee, well she's causing all kinds of trouble" you tell your dad thru the phone, he laughs heartily hearing about how his grandkids are doing

"You and Mark doing okay?" he asks

"Yep, he's actually home now. He took Minjung to piano lessons earlier so it's just us three at home"

"How about you, are you okay? Not to tired?" he asks you, even now your dad still babies you. This made you smile, imagining one day this will me Minjee and Mark.

"I'm good, I'm great. I'll call again okay? You and mom take care" you say a few more words before hanging up. You walked back downstairs to see Mark and Minjee in the living room, some cartoon was playing on the TV and both father and daughter is busy watching to notice you.

You sat down next to Mark, catching both of their attentions. Minjee smiles at you, the same way Mark did. They really do look alike.

"Your dad okay?"

"Yep, he was just asking how we're doing" You smile at him, cuddling his side.

"You know I just thought one day that's going to be you and Minjee"

Mark sits up straight making you sit up too. The little Lee looks up at her dad, a small frown on her face forming from being disturbed. She then crawls over your lap to get comfortable again.

"She's not allowed to move out, or have a boyfriend" Mark says making you laugh

"My dad probably thought so too, and look where we are now"

"Yea but she's my baby"

You laugh at your husband's cuteness, looking down at your daughter "Minjee, who's your first love"

The little girl looks up, answering with a few words she could say "Huckie"

You laugh then looked over at Mark, a confused look on his face

"Who???"

"Baby, you love who?" you asked Minjee again, the little girl smiles before answering "Hyuckieeee" she says this time Mark takes her from you

"Are you saying you love your uncle Hyuck more than me?"

"Minjee love Hyuckie" she tells her dad, meanwhile you laugh at Mark's reaction. Donghyuck has always been around ever since the kids were little, Minjung grew up having his fun uncle around much to Mark's dismay some times but you know he's thankful to have his bestfriend around.

After Donghyuck's daughter was born, they would sometimes go on double daddy-daughter dates.

"You did not just say you love him more than me. I thought dada was your favorite" Mark frowns but Minjee just giggles

"Ah you're breaking dada's heart, let me ask you again who do you love the most" Mark asks his daughter, the little girl smiling before uttering the name once again

"Hy-"

"Dada, you love dada. I'm going to buy you all the toys and ice cream and whatever you want" then he attacks her with tickles and kisses making the little girl laugh.

"You're only 2 and you're already breaking dad's heart, I don't even know what I'll do when you get an actual boyfriend"

"Do you know what my dad said before we got married?" you asked, making Mark look over at you with curious eyes

"He said he dreaded the day he would give me away, but after meeting you he can breath easier knowing it would be you I'll come home to" you smile at the memory. The words your dad said you'll forever remember.

"He cried so much during our wedding" he mumbles, taking one of your hands to hold it in his. Caressing the band you're wearing, the very same one he also has.

"You would to, I can see it" you smile, "And I love you so much for that, to know that our daughter would grow up with that much love and care. She would know what true love is because you showed her that"

He smiles at you then looks down at Minjee then back at you, "Oh dang I'm gonna cry, I can't even think when that day comes"

You giggle before cuddling him again, this time he hugs you close. Both of his girls in his arms. "We got a long way to go, for now you need to beat Hyuck first" you joke

"Oh you already know it"

#story #tags #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct fluff #nct dad #nct imagine #nct au #nct mark #mark lee #mark lee imagine #mark lee scenario #mark lee au #mark lee fluff #mark lee husband #mark lee dad

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chocojae · 1 year

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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 — kim doyoung

summary ▸ seven signs you are in love according to not so love expert, kim doyoung ft. a tired and frustrated kun

genre ▸ doyoung x female reader | pure fluff | university au

word count ▸ 3.2k

warnings ▸ none!

luna’s note ▸ hello @beautifulchris ! I am your author for the exchange event held by @kflixnet! i enjoyed writing this piece and really hope you will like this ♡ since the event’s main motive was to be friends, i hope we can get to know each other!

ONE: YOUR DAY STARTS AND ENDS WITH YOU THINKING ABOUT THEM.

Doyoung’s eyes widen as he notices the words he just scribbled on his notebook. He was spacing out in the lecture hall, and guess what he wrote? Your name, once again.

It astonished Doyoung when he realised just how much he has been thinking about you these past few days.

When he got to learn that you have a (secret) crush on him, all he did was think about you and notice your likes and dislikes. From him eating his breakfast and getting reminded (out of nowhere) that you love cats to him putting on an outfit of your favourite shade because you like that colour, his life was suddenly revolving around you.

It bugged him that it was you who occupied his mind 24/7 when it should have been his studies. Lately, he gets on his bus every day thinking if you would attend today or not and can’t help but get a little disappointed when he notices your absence.

Something is wrong with him, but what? It’s the question that messes his mind the most. Doyoung angrily stabs the paper with frustration, his mind running a thousand miles per second, trying to figure out what could be the possible cause of his sudden curiosity and then his face suddenly drops. A tiny voice in his head whispers: You couldn’t like her back, could you?

Doyoung shakes his head violently, trying to shush the tiny voice. Through the corner of his eye, he looks at you for a split second. Right, there was no freaking way he possibly could.

Fine, Doyoung takes back whatever he said a few hours prior. There might be a possible, tiny, tiny chance that he might like you, romantically.

He stares at your laughing figure for a little longer than he would before tearing his eyes off you, gulping soon after. God, why wasn’t he able to look away? Sure, you are attractive and kind but does he really like like you? Like as in a boy liking a girl? That type of like?

He presses his lips into a thin line and steals another glance, soon feeling his cheeks burn up. Shit, have you always been that pretty?

“I don’t think this tragic piece of literature is supposed to be making you blush, Doyoung.” Kun squints his eyes at the younger male sitting beside him, noticing how Doyoung looked completely taken aback by his comment.

Wait, Doyoung was blushing? BLUSHING? Now, that was unexpected. Doyoung cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I know. It’s just the weather. You know how hot it can get in summers here.”

Kun squinted his eyes, not satisfied with the so called answer. There was no way he was buying the “reason” Doyoung was beetroot red. It was a white lie. Sure, he agrees that summers are hot in here but with all the fans and air conditioners present and just a simple black t-shirt thrown over him, Doyoung couldn’t possibly be reddening because of it.

“Are you sure you were not checking out someone and blushing?” Kun asks with suspense laced through his words, crossing his arms and giving a look that indicated he was ready to hear the tea.

“Jesus, no!” Doyoung responds immediately. Hey, it was the truth. He wasn’t checking you out or something, he was just glancing at you. Glancing. There’s a difference, okay?

“Sure.” Kun shrugged, not convinced and continued his explanation, hoping Doyoung would get whatever he was trying to make him understand. Doyoung slumped down on the table, Kun’s words becoming white noise to him. With his head resting on his arm, he dragged his eyes towards you. Hell, you look absolutely breathtaking—

Here he goes thinking about you once again, not like he could help it.

TWO: YOUR EYES ALWAYS SEEM TO SEARCH FOR THEM.

Considering that he thinks about you most time of the day, it should have been natural for Doyoung to accept that he likes stealing glances at you. It would have been easy if that was the case. But it’s not.

Every single time he is reminded about you or glances at you, Doyoung tries to convince himself that he does not like you. It is tiring, very tiring since he thinks about you so much that it makes him frustrated.

If he would tell someone about this train of thoughts running through his head, he is one hundred one per cent sure that it would conclude he likes you.

The thought that he might have harboured feelings for you, for unacceptable for him.

He chose to ignore those confusing feelings, shoving them aside. But what he couldn’t control was the way his eyes always gravitated towards you, taking his time to adore you like you were his love interest in some cheesy romance novel.

You looked so ethereal in his eyes, so beautiful that he believed you were the most beautiful person to exist.

He sneaked glances at you now and then and most of the time, you were already looking at him. So when he looked back to admire you out of nowhere, you both were caught off guard and turned away in a beat at being caught.

Kun, who observed this quite often, found it pretty cute and enjoyed teasing Doyoung about this. Doyoung would shake his head, saying he was just spacing out and it was not what Kun thinks. But Kun could see how just two seconds after calling him out, Doyoung’s gaze was fixated on you once again.

THREE: YOU RANDOMLY START PICKING UP THEIR HOBBIES.

Seriously, painting and Doyoung?

Doyoung looks around helplessly in the room filled with what seemed like skilled and passionate students. They all seemed so focused and determined, unlike him who stood there awkwardly, face laced with confusion.

Doyoung should have been studying in the library for the upcoming exam, or doing his laundry that has stacked up for about two weeks now. He should have been anywhere but here, occupied with the set of brushes he has no idea how to use.

Painting never once intrigued Doyoung, so why was he here? Answer: For you.

Through his secret source obviously Kun, he found out you liked to paint in your free time.

To Doyoung, painting was something uninteresting but since you liked it, he was adamant to try it out as this would mean him finally having a common topic to start a conversation with you.

In the past two months, Doyoung got so frustrated with himself that he accepted he liked you, and yes, romantically. He disclosed this to Kun, who didn’t waste a single second to tease Doyoung by revealing he already figured out his “secret” long ago by the way he gawked at you.

And the more Kun teased him, the more Doyoung’s feelings grew and so did his desire to get to know you.

He wanted to start a conversation multiple times but the blush on his cheeks whenever he was with you prevented him from doing so. Doyoung did draft the convo scenes with you in his head, preparing different things to say based on your supposed replies in his imagination.

But to actually start a conversation with you was hard. His mind just goes blank whenever he decides to start a small talk with you, and the script he had prepared for weeks in his head, gets blurry. He stammers, and he blushes.

You too, wanted to talk to him and spend some time together but you didn’t have the courage to. He made you feel so euphoric, it was hard to focus on anything else, including your words.

FOUR: YOU GET FLUSTERED AROUND THEM.

Doyoung’s standing behind you. You are standing in front of him. The proximity is so close that Doyoung could catch the faint smell of your perfume lingering over him.

Kun nudges Doyoung from behind, leaning in and whispering. “You are red like a tomato. Don’t be this obvious.” Doyoung nods. He could feel the loud thumping of his stupid heart and is doing everything in his power to avoid looking at you, not because he doesn’t want to glance at you, but because he knows his heart will beat louder the more he will look at you.

What Doyoung didn’t notice was the way you were being a mess too. Eyes roaming everywhere in nervousness, cheeks painted pink and your friends passing you a teasing look.

You are so sure that Doyoung knows you have a little crush on him, and that didn’t bother you— until now. Because he is behind you, just behind you. The prettiest and kindest man (with utterly attractive hands and a honey like voice) you have ever known is behind you. Your freaking crush is behind you.

It feels awkward, nervous and exciting all at the same time and the adrenaline rushing through your system makes you go numb. Do you look good? Is your hair alright? What about you back? Oh, you should have taken your roommate’s advice and done some back exercises so you weren’t regretting right now. And what about your perfume? Is it still there? What if Doyoung doesn’t like scents?

The train of thought was never ending, and Doyoung could relate too. He should’ve worn something more presentable. The tray in his hands was shaking. Why the hell did Kun pushed him to stand next to you?

“I hate you, Kun.” Kun raised an eyebrow at his words, a small smirk adoring his face as he answered back. “But you also love me for this.”

Doyoung bit back a smile. Kun just knows him too well.

FIVE: YOU GET (UNNECESSARILY) WORRIED ABOUT THEM.

Doyoung has no right to worry about you but it’s the third day he hasn’t seen your pretty face and it’s making him nervous. What if something happened to you? Or what if you left the university?

Millions of baseless thoughts ran through his head, his body stiffening. You couldn’t have gotten sick, right?

But what if you did? Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at the mere thought. Doyoung’s ears perked up hearing the giggles of your friends and he looked at them curiously.

Maybe he should ask them, but wait, wouldn’t it seem extremely suspicious when he would randomly ask about you? Screw it, he says to himself and marches towards your friends.

“Hi.” The sudden appearance of Doyoung made their giggles come to a halt and they were visibly confused. “So, I was saying that..” Shit, he can’t do it.

“Do you have the notes from the previous lesson? I forgot to jot down mine!” He passes them an awkward smile, hoping they won’t catch his unusual behaviour.

“Sure” One of the girls, which he vividly remembers seeing by your side the most, takes out a notebook from her bag, handing it to Doyoung with the same expression as earlier. “Here,” Doyoung mumbles a quiet thank you before completely disappearing.

The girls, confused, shrugged their shoulders and decided to not think much, later joking about how you should have been there.

Doyoug gave Kun his best puppy eyes. “Please.” Kun sighed and asked, “Why can’t you do this?”

“Because it would seem weird.” Kun raised an eyebrow at the reply. “And it wouldn’t when I will?

“No, because even if it will do seem that way, you are not me. That’s why.”

“Your logic is so…….baseless.”

Doyoung clung onto his arm, swinging it in an attempt to persuade him. “Oh come one, please, please.”

Kun closed his eyes. “I am deaf, I can’t hear anything.”

“Please, only you could save me from this misery.”

“Misery? Misery? You not being able to find out why Y/N has not been coming for three days has driven you into misery?” Kun’s voice was laced with sarcasm followed by an eye roll. “And FYI, I don’t even talk to Y/N that much.”

“Well, you can ask just out of curiosity. I am sure they would understand.”

“Then why can’t you do it?”

“Because it feels weird!”

“Just say you are shy.”

“I am not!”

“You are.”

“I am not, okay!?”

“Liar.”

“So?” Doyoung asks in anticipation, eyes full of hope darting at the tired Kun. “She is at her grandma’s. No big deal.”

“That means she is okay, right?” Kun slumps down beside him. “Yeah, I guess.”

Doyoung glares at him. “What do you mean you guess? You didn’t ask?”

“Obviously dude, I am not her boyfriend or something!”

“You had one job. One.”

“Not again.”

SIX: YOU PICK UP THEIR HUMOUR.

caution ▸ cringy dad joke ahead

Doyoung has been observing you every single time so it wasn’t long before he picked up your humour. You were the dad jokes type and while Doyoung wasn’t interested a bit in them, the humour grew on him and now he has made Kun’s life a little harder than it was before.

“Wanna hear a knock joke?” Doyoung grins at the annoyed Kun.

“It’s not like I have a choice.” He mumbled. Doyoung cleared his throat, “Knock Knock.”

“Who’s there?”

“Nobel.” There was still that grin on his face when Doyoung waited for Kun to respond. “Ask Nobel who?”

Kun rolled his eyes. “Nobel, who?”

“No bell so I just knocked.” Doyoung bursts into fists of laughter and smacks Kun’s shoulder. “Be real, isn’t it funny?”

“It’s not—” Kun pauses sensing a glare thrown at him “It’s so hilarious, I can’t even laugh!” Kun sends Doyoung a small, scared smile and releases a sigh of relief when Doyoung takes the comment as a positive one.

If Kun is going to stick around Doyoung who will find humour in dad jokes because of you, you both better get married for his unthinkable sacrifice.

SEVEN: YOU IMAGINE A FUTURE WITH THEM.

Doyoung grasps the bouquet of flowers tight in his hands. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and calming his nerves down.

You can do this, Doyoung! He says to himself, glancing at the flowers in his sweaty palms. He is finally doing this, Kim Doyoung is finally asking you out. Seems unreal, right? For Doyoung too.

He had never imagined he would ask you out, but here he is.

He was smitten over you, everyone knew. You were referred to as his crush but that label soon was ripped away when Doyoung started seeing you in a new light. When everything about you seemed more lovely than it could ever be. When your flaws, which he had previously ignored seemed so perfect to him. When instead of getting all nervous and excited, he felt warmth and comfort from your presence.

The tag of a crush got removed and replaced by the one called love.

He imagined doing everything with you, going out on dates, meeting your family, late night celebrations, unexpected calls and what not. It become clear Kim Doyoung was in love with you.

He had finally mustered up the courage to ask you out, for real. His heart was beating a thousand miles per second. He doesn’t know if you were ready for this, or even if you still had feelings for him but he was going to do it. It’s now or never.

Doyoung had called you in a cafe near by, and as much as you were puzzled, you were internally screaming. You were attracted to him, no doubt. He was kind, he was cute. He was everything you looked for in a man. So when you met Doyoung with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and cheeks flushed red, your heart beat synced with his, uncontrollable and messy. Your palms become sweaty as you sat down opposite him.

“Hi, how have you been?” You asked, a smile spread across your lips. The talk started off great. It seemed so pleasant and comfortable with Doyoung and you wished you could stop time. The moment felt surreal.

Doyoung cleared his throat before scratching the back of his nape. “I don’t know how to say this, but I um….I…..like you.” Wait, he what??? “What?”

“I like you.” Your eyes were about to pop off. Are you dreaming? Doyoung noticed your reaction and was quick to say, “We will pretend this never happened if you are not comfortable.”

“No—. Well, I— oh, god. I like you too.” Dooung blinked a few times. Okay, what should he respond with now?

“Here,” He handles the bouquet with utmost gentleness and care. His cheeks you red, and so were yours.

“What I was saying is…..how about we get to know each other first? This would help us to decide if we want to become official or not.”

“Like, get to know each other on ‘dates’?” You asked with a broad smile.

“Yeah, small dates.” he smiled back and finally made eye contact and was washed over with the warmth that spread through his entire body. His shoulders relaxed and leaned in, ready to hear all about you. “So tell me about yourself, Y/N L/N.” You chuckled, the smile never leaving your lips.

You both were over the moon, and the memory easily become your and his favourite.

Doyoung smiled as he closed his diary. Reading his old entries, he felt nostalgic and happy. He glanced at your sleeping figure beside him. One thing that he had never ever regretted was loving you. He was grateful to have you by his side.

You were his first love, and now, his wife.

The diamond ring on your finger sparkled every so slightly in the dim light of your shared bedroom. Doyoung lay down on the bed beside you, staring at your sleeping face with a silly grin on his face.

It was your third wedding anniversary today and you being all excited and proud drank a little too much than you could handle, knocking out soon after. Doyoung, being a smitten man for you found it hilarious, and adorable.

He tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear and continued to look at you with fond eyes over flowing with love. He kissed your forehead. He loves you so much, and nothing can ever change that.

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f9smaragdine · 6 months

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Boyfriend series part6

Pov; it's your camera roll~~

#nct imagines #nct u #nct icons #kpop #nct 127 #nct dream imagines #taeyong x reader #nct taeyong #taeyong x you #lee taeyong #taeyong #taeyong x y/n #taeyong smut #taeyong scenarios #boyfriend material #husband material #superm #nct scenarios #nct social media au

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[4:54 pm] “Awh you had a crush on me before?” Johnny teases you, receiving a raised brow from you.

“Babe, we’re married,” you tell him.

Johnny shrugs, clinging to your side. “Still, though,” he shyly smiles. “You liked me.”

#inspired by parks and recreation #nct johnny #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct drabbles #johnny drabbles #johnny seo #boyfriend!johnny #husband!johnny #nct au #boyfriend au #nct boyfriend au #nct fluff #johnny fluff #nct blurb #johnny blurb

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1-800-ye0sangspr1ncess · 2 years

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yuta as a house husband

just imagine househusband yuta... you're the breadwinner of the household and yes it's stressful, yes it's long hours of hard work at the office and YES, it's a shit ton of nagging from Susan on the fifth floor but to you, it's totally worth the long hours, because at home, waiting for you will be someone who shoos your worries away.

a stone-cold resting face that's enough to scare off children? check. actually, has a heart of gold? double-check. a little (very much BIG) secret weapon that helps you relieve your stress? CHECK CHECK CHECKITY CHECK.

no worrying about what to cook for dinner, whether you remembered to clean out the drawers, and how much laundry you have waiting for you, he does it all.

he's the place where work troubles fall away and you, right into his arms (and onto his dick).

the type of husband to bake you a fancy dessert even if it's not a special occasions because it's your favourite and he loves seeing your eyes twinkle as you indulge in it and loves hearing your praise to his abilities because, at the end of the day, all he really wants is to hear words of validation from the one he loves. whether it's small squeals of enthusiasm at how amazing his food tastes...

or screams of praise and pleasure from how good he dicks you down as a reward for a long days work.

he really does do it all.

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nctsplug02 · 9 months

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hihi i'm not sure if requests are open but can you write more of milf reader with jaemin + sungchan as the kids? ♡

Adult Time. jeong.j

GENRE: fluff, smut, parents au, and milf and dilf parents!

WARNINGS: children are involved in this story; (ages: two year old and a group of fifteen year olds), flirting, kissing, banter, sexual touching, sexual talk, blue balls jaehyun, horny parents, unprotected sex, pet names; (baby, babe, mommy, mama, ma, daddy), breast play, clit play, bite play, pregnancy kink, breeding kink, and missionary.

AN + the mini masterlist of this “series.” — this “series” is so fun to write for! i love all the enthusiasm in the requests when people send in requests for this “series.” question for all the people who love the milf reader with NCT members as the kids, are we liking this series? should i continue writing for the milf and dreamies + sungchan? should i make this a FULL series? let me know! AND, before you continue reading… thank you to the anon who requested this! i hope you enjoy, thank you and i love you. <3

you smile and watch as the group of teens splash around with huge smiles on their faces and their laughter mixing in with the sound of the ocean waves.

it was jaemins birthday and you’d had brought him and his friends to the beach to celebrate, it was what he requested.

a day on the beach with his family and friends.

“ahh,” you sigh and push your sunglasses up. “they grow up so fast, i swear.” your lips grow upward as you watch the boys try to shove each other in the water with squeals.

“mommy!” you turn your head when hearing your name being shouted. “c’mere, baby!” you get up from your sun bed and you walk towards your husband and two year old.

“is that my baby buried in the sand?” sungchan giggles as he squeezes his big eyes shut, the sun was so bright and shining down on you all.

jaehyun laughs and sits on his heels. “he said he wanted to get buried in the sand!” jaehyun wipes his hands clean and watches as his son struggles to get out of the trap.

“you’re definitely gonna need to go into the water after this, mister.” you squat and boop the boys nose. “help, mama! help me!”

“nuh-uh, mister! you wanted to be buried so, find your own way out!” you back away from the boy with a giggle.

sungchan gets out by himself in no time, he shakes off the sand from his body but is still covered in sand, neck to toe!

“mom!” you turn your head to the ocean to see your older son with his hand cover the top of his head. “did you want me to take sungchan swimming?”

you look at the two year old who gasps. “yeah, mama! i wanna go swimming with jaemin hyung!” the two year old squeals and you can’t help but laugh.

“yes, apparently he really wants to swim with his jaemin hyung.” you shout back and jaemin makes his way out of the ocean.

“okay,” you turn to the younger boy while still tries to dust off the sand. “go to your brother and he’ll take you swimming.” sungchan nods and runs to the older boy with squeals and his arms spread wide.

you watch as sungchan successfully makes it to jaemin, jumping in jaemins arms as soon as he’s a foot away from him.

“ugh, this makes me want to swim now.” you turn to your husband who smiles goofily at you. “what? you wanna swim too?” jaehyun just tilts his head and sighs. “you’re so pretty.” he comments and you let out a snort, tucking your hair behind your ear and shaking your head.

your eyes wonder and examine jaehyun, only double checking when your mind alerts you that there’s sand all over jaehyuns lap.

“aw, babe. you’re all dirty!” you pat away the sand from his lap and sit back with a smile of satisfaction when seeing his lap now clean.

that smile lasts for two seconds before jaehyun sprinkles a tad bit more sand onto his lap. “dude,” you glare at him as he snorts from your reaction.

you pat the sand away, again. this time being a bit more rough. “hm?” your hand pauses and hovers over jaehyuns crotch. “are you hard?” jaehyun quickly shakes his head. “n—no.” he clears his throat.

your eyebrow raises, “you’re stuttering, jeong.” jaehyun snorts and lets out a nasty laugh. “am not! the wind just made me a little cold.” you tsk, “what wind?!”

jaehyun only shakes his head and grabs another handful of sand. “jaehyun,” you grab his wrist. “you sprinkle that handful of sand on your lap and i was squeeze your dick until it pops.”

“is that so?” your eyes follow when seeing jaehyun drop the handful of sand on his lap. “urgh, why you little rascal!” as you go to pat the sand away, you finally catch onto what he was doing.

“oh, you’re such an asshole, jaehyun!” you shove the man who falls back with the loudest laugh ever.

his chest rumbling says it all.

“you dirty dirty dog! oh, i can’t believe you right now!” you growl and stand, dusting off your ass and stomping towards the ocean.

“babe! i was kidding! baby, c’mon!” jaehyun whines as he jogs after you. “i was just messin’ around, that’s all!” jaehyun grabs you by the waist and lifts you off the ground.

“you lied to me, too!” you try to remove his hands from around your waist but his strength overpowers tou. “while we’re in public, too?” you groan with an eye roll and give up on fighting him.

jaehyun walks toward the ocean until the water is up to your waists. “i know, i know! i’m sorry, baby. c’mon, don’t be angry at me, ma.”

he drops you so that you’re standing on your own and turns you so you’re facing him. “don’t be a brat, now. not in public.”

you cross your arms, “says the one who got bricked in public!” you whisper in a hushed tone. “i know, mama. and, i’m sorry. really.”

you slowly look up at him to see him hovering over you with a pout. “i guess it was.. kind of funny.” jaehyun laughs at your confession. “i said kind of!” you shove him and he stumbles back.

“c’mon, baby. let’s swim.” jaehyun releases you and dives into the water.

jaehyun comes back up and shakes his head, wiping his face and pushing back his hair. “the water’s perfect!” jaehyun floats on his back and looks at you with a big smile.

you suck in your cheeks and smirk, looking around before diving on your husband.

jaehyun lets out a grunt as you tackle him into the water and his arms hugging your waist while he laughs.

“why is your mom so hot, dude.” haechan whines to jaemin who is busy with sungchan. “i’m gonna staple your mouth shut.” jaemin sings to not bring any suspicions to the younger male.

it was 8PM, all of you guys were finally home after being outside at the beach all day! everyone took showers and everyone was washing their damp clothes.

for dinner, jaemin asked for pizza and chicken.

so, you ordered from the best fast food restaurant there was in town. it was a small business owned by a man named moon taeil and his wife moon nicki minaj.

while waiting for the pizza and chicken to be delivered, you and jaehyun were kept busy on making a homemade cake!

a regular vanilla cake paired with another layer of chocolate cake on top.

even though you and jaehyun weren’t the best bakers, all that mattered was that it came from the heart.

“should we add sprinkles in the frosting—?” you turn with a bottle of pink sprinkles and stop when feeling something wet on your nose.

“did you just wipe the frosting on my nose?” jaehyun giggles and licks his pointer finger. “maybe.” he shrugs and smacks his lips. “the frosting we just spent thirty minutes perfecting?”

jaehyun pulls you closer to him and looks down at you, his double chin showing. “you look so cute with it!” you push him and wipe your nose, grabbing a paper towel and wiping away the white frosting.

“you’re being such an asshole, today.” you gasp and look up when jaehyun wipes more frosting on your cheek.

“are you—urgh!” you clench your hands into fists as jaehyun laughs. “don’t be mad, you look so sexy!” you smack jaehyuns hands as he tries to grab your waist but it doesn’t stop him.

jaehyun picks you up and sits you on the counter. “sit still.” jaehyun has a hand on your knee while he turns and grabs the bowl of frosting, dipping his finger into the frosting and lifting it to show you.

“don’t.” you grab his wrist. “do not.” you warn him and sharpen your glare.

jaehyun brings his finger closer and slowly drops his jaw. you follow and take in his finger, suckling on his finger and tasting the sweet frosting.

“mm,” you moan and swirl your tongue. “fuck, you’re so hot, babe.” jaehyun whispers and caresses your cheek.

“mommy!” jaehyun pulls away and looks toward the kitchen entry.

the two year old runs in with his thomas the train pj’s and a thomas the train toy in his car.

“yes, sweetheart?” you hop off the counter and circle the island in the middle of the kitchen. “it smells yummy, mommy! oh, hi daddy.” sungchan walks past his dad and runs into your legs.

“hm, does it? what does it smell like?” you pick him up and sit him on the counter. “it smells like chocolate!” sungchan giggles. “it does?” he nods with loud hums.

“do you wanna know a secret?” sungchan gasps and nods, again. “c’mere,” you gesture him closer and he follows, moving his ear to your lips and smiling much bigger when seeing his dad resting back on the counter with his arms crossed and a toothy grin on his lips.

“mommy and daddy are baking a cake for jaemin!” you whisper into the boys ear and he gasps.

you pull away and smile when seeing sungchan with his hands to his mouth and his eyes wide but also creased into a smile.

“okay, i won’t tell jaemin hyung!” sungchan giggles and puts his pointer finger to his lips. “okay, now go play in your play room so that mommy and daddy can finish baking the cake.”

you pick the boy up and lower him to the ground. “i won’t tell jaemin hyung, i won’t.” sungchan whispers to himself and then runs off with squeals.

you turn back to your husband who uncrosses his arms and pushes himself off the counter, clearing his throat as he does.

“oh, nuh-uh.” you hold your arm out when jaehyun tries to grab you by the hips. “we’ve been working on this cake for almost two hours, we need to focus.”

first ten minutes, you and jaehyun were caught up messing around with the flour. he decided that it would be funny to smack hand prints on your ass while you figured out the measurements. you scolded him for twenty minutes while measuring everything out.

fifteen minutes after making jaehyun mix everything, you were figuring out how to make a sweet, thick and whipped buttercream frosting. jaehyun was in the mood to be scolded and bothered your concentration which made you add extra of the thing you’d already added in.

“one tsp of salt.. hopefully it won’t be too salty.” you drag the corner of your lips down and dump in the tsp of salt in the dry mixture.

SLAP!

you stumble forward and let a muffled gasp. “jeong,” you clench your jaw. “yuno,” you set down the measuring cup and place a hand on your ass where it stung. “jae,” you turn. “hyun.” your eye twitches when landing on his figure.

he’s standing in front of you with the goofiest grin, snickering, hands folded in front of his crotch and his head hung low.

“you’re done. get out of the kitchen. get out. out.” you point to the kitchen entry. “babe, listen. baby, listen to me. there was still flour on your booty and i just.. i just wanted to be helpful.” he mumbles quietly and grabs your hips, softly rubbing your ass and pouting.

you sigh and push off his hands, turning around and grabbing the tsp. you grab the bag of salt and scoop another tsp, dumping it into the mixture and mixing the dry ingredients first.

hour and five minutes, forgetting about putting the cake batters in the oven. “babe, why didn’t you remind me about the cake batter!” you rush over to the cake batters and you grab it by the rims. you rush over to the oven and when you pull it open, you’re immediately melted by the heat.

hour and a half, finding out that the frosting you restarted two other times was too over-mixed. “i’m so about to give up and send you to the store.” you sigh and stare at the over-mixed frosting. “this is your fault. if you weren’t so busy staring at my ass, you wouldn’t have forgotten to set the timer. but, apparently my ass was more important.” you scold the man who unbrotherly licks the frosting from the whisk.

and now, you’re here licking the frosting you’d been working almost an hour on off of your husbands finger!

you look d you at jaehyun who hums and tucks your loose hair behind your ear. “do you think we should have channie decorate the cake?” jaehyun pouts a little and nods. “i think that’s a fantastic idea.”

“okay, the cake is done cooling down and our frosting is finished.. only thing left is to decorate!” you hold the bowl of frosting and pause.

“okay, i’ll go find him—?” you set the bowl down but immediately come to a stop when hearing your husband shout, “sungchannie!”

your hands fly to your ears and your eyes squeezed shut for a split second. “gee, thanks babe! now, im deaf.” you sigh.

quiet foot patters fall to the ground and become louder as they arrive to the kitchen entry. “yeah, daddy?” you usher the boy over and sit him on the counter. “did you want to help mommy and daddy decorate jaemins cake?” sungchan gasps and nods.

“alright, let’s wash your hands and we’ll get your step stool, okay?” sungchan nods and gets taken into jaehyuns arms.

jaehyun helps sungchan wash his hands and finds his step stool, setting it up against the island while you got all the decorating supplies set.

dying half of the frosting pink for jaemins’ favorite color and putting half of each white and pink frosting in separate piping bags. even setting out sprinkles and edible glitter!

“this looks amazing, channie!” jaehyun cheers on the two year old who sits on the counter.

after doing a single layer of pink frosting on the top of the cake, sungchan had finished and said his arms were tired.

you and sungchan came to a conclusion that you and jaehyun would frost the cake and he could just add the sprinkles and glitter, sungchan agreed and covered the top with white sprinkles and pink shimmery glitter.

“okay, let’s go get jaemin and his friends so we can sing happy birthday to him!” you pick up the boy and you set him on the ground.

as soon as you and sungchan get ready to take a step, jaemin and his friends round the corner.

“i was wondering how much longer we had to wait in my room until the cake was finished.” jaemin smiles when seeing the mixed of white and pink frosting covered cake. “what a masterpiece.”

sungchan runs around the island and chucks himself at jaemins legs. “jaemin hyung!” jaemin chuckles and hugs the boys head.

“yo, dang, this cake looks.. sick.” mark giggles with his fist hovering in front of his mouth.

you hide your laughter by hiding behind jaehyuns’ figure.

“yeah, sungchan did all the work,” jaehyun looks for sungchan but the island completely covers him. “isn’t that right, channie?”

sungchan looks up at the group of teens and nods. “did i do good jaemin hyung?” jaemin smiles even bigger than before, his pearly whites blinging. “you did so amazing. i’m so proud of you.” jaemin pats sungchan on the head who earns an eye smile and giggle.

“alright, time to sing happy birthday!” you clap your hands and grab the candles on the counter behind you.

you open the box of candles and stick all five gold shimmery candles on the cake top.

“uh, babe. can i get your light?” jaehyun looks around and pats his pockets. “uhh.. i think i left it in the car—? oh, right here.” jaehyun grabs the lighter from rice cooker and lights the five candles.

“okay, wait! i need pictures! okay, everyone gather around. c’mon, don’t be shy!” you usher everyone around jaemin who picks up his cake and smiles big.

you grin when seeing how big your eldest sons smile was. “beautiful smile, minnie!”

“okay, everyone! before we sing happy birthday, i want to thank my baby jaemin the happiest birthday of all. and to markie, as well! of course we didn’t forgot about you, happiest birthday markie!” mark looks shy as he thanks you while rubbing his nape.

“alright, everyone smile! one, two, three!” you quickly snap a bunch of photos before finally being able to sing happy birthday!

“alright, who wants cake?” you ask, grabbing a knife while jaehyun grabbed plates and forks.

“i’d love a slice, misses jeong!” renjun quickly lines next to you while you cut slices. “does the size matter?” renjun looks up at you with glowing eyes and snorts. “size.. does it matter?” he repeats his in own phrase and looks back at the group of teens who hold back their laughters.

your eyebrows raise when realizing what he thought by your questioning. “sweetheart, would you like a small slice or a medium.. big?” renjun lets out a sound of understanding and laughs awkwardly. “i’m sorry, may i please have a medium slice?” you laugh it off and cut him a medium sized slice. “enjoy, sweetheart!” renjun walks off, thanking you as he leaves to the dining room.

the food arrives late and the person delivering apologizes for not delivering on time but you shake it off and tip her an extra $10.

everyone grabs their plates of food, grabbing different pizza slices and different pieces of chicken drummies and chicken breasts.

“channie?” haechan looks up and quickly looks back down when realizing you weren’t talking to him. his cheeks overheat from embarrassment as he snickers at himself.

“channie, did you need mommy to feed you?” sungchan pulls his drummy away from his mouth and shakes his head. “alright, if you say so.” you sit next to jaehyun and you begin to eat.

“when you boys are finished eating, just leave the dishes in the sink. jaehyun is on dishes tonight.” you smile at your husband who pokes his cheek with his tongue and smirking at you.

you wink and smirk before jaehyun shoves a chicken drummy in your mouth. “jae—?” your whine is muffled and the boys around you laugh— including your own two year old.

“on the bed, baby.” you whine and slowly crawl on the bed. “c’mon, ma. let’s not waste time.” you fall flat and let out a groan. “we have all night,” your voice muffled by the thick mattress. “calm down.”

jaehyun flips you on your back and hovers over you, fixing your hair and smiling down at you. “you’re ovulating tonight. i don’t want to waste any time, baby.”

“you’re so horny.” you roll your eyes and shove him off you. “well, i’m married to a hot babe.” jaehyun props himself up on his elbow and rests his cheek on his palm.

“shut up,” you sit on your heels and pull the neatly made bed apart. “i’m tired and i want to sleep.” you climb into your side and under the sheets.

jaehyuns eyes follow you. “alright, baby. if you say so. we still have a whole week so, there isn’t any rush.” you snort and shift into a comfy position. “says the one who was rushing me into bed.” you roll your eyes and shut them.

ruffles and shuffles are heard besides you, a click is heard and then the bed dips causing you to roll towards the dip. “thanks, babe.” you giggle and bounce as jaehyun throws his body on the mattress.

“that’s a perfect way to get you to cuddle with me when you’re angry with me.” jaehyun crowds you and tightens his arms around you. “can we just go to bed?” you giggle tiredly and rest your forehead on his bare chest.

jaehyun sighs, “sure, baby.” he whispers and kisses your forehead.

minutes of silence go by and jaehyun starts cackling, he can’t even help but laugh at what is going on.

“babe,” jaehyun grabs your wrist. “you’re literally humping my leg and grabbing at my dick, what is up with this sudden mind change.” he laughs uncontrollably.

your lips break into a grin. “the thought of you fucking a baby in me has me all hot and bothered now!” you shamelessly admit.

“oh, really? is that so?” jaehyun taunts you by emphasizing his words. “babe, shut up. now i’m turned off.” you shove his shoulder. “don’t lie!” jaehyun jabs his pointer finger in your ribs and you let out a short yelp.

jaehyun smacks a hand behind your head and on over your mouth. “so,” you hum muffley. “quick round?” you nod and quickly jaehyun gets into position.

jaehyun hovers over you and undoes his sweats, pushing them down to his knees.

“i love when we’re like this,” you giggle as jaehyun pulls on your shorts and panties. “too excited to even get fully naked.” he only pulls them up till they get stuck by your bent knees.

“fuck, you’re already soaked, babe.” jaehyun whines when his thumb rubs your clit that instantly wets his thumb pad. “that worked up all from me saying i want to fuck a baby in you?”

jaehyun smears his precum with his thumb and groans, slightly hissing. you moan when jaehyun slaps his cock on your folds. “fuck, you’re so fucking soaked.”

“can you shut up and fuck me already?” you say with giggles in between. jaehyun bites the inside of his cheek and clicks his tongue. “fine.”

a hand flys to your mouth, muffling your moan as jaehyuns thickness enters you. your eyes roll back as you moan into jaehyuns hand.

jaehyuns hips jackhammering into you and causing the bed to creak and shake with force. he shows no remorse whatsoever in fucking you into the mattress.

“i’ve been so fucking hard ever since the beach, the kitchen—fuck, ma.” jaehyun growls and huffs.

the spitting image of you rubbing jaehyun in public from his little prank and licking and sucking the frosting off his finger in the kitchen made jaehyun more crazier.

“and that fucking two piece you wore to the beach today? fuck!” jaehyun grunts, thinking about how sexy your body looked in your lavender purple two piece.

“babe,” you gasp. “babe!” he stops and asks if there was anything wrong. “it’s getting a little tight.” jaehyun holds himself up with one hand and fully pulls off your shorts.

your thighs fall apart and jaehyun falls deeper. you both let out sounds of pleasure but jaehyun moans loudly.

you cover jaehyuns mouth and shake your head. “shh, i don’t want the boys to hear us!” you scold in a hushed tone.

you uncover jaehyuns mouth when he bites your palm. “eww!” you and him share a quick laugh as you wipe his bare shoulder with the wet spot.

“don’t say ew, you love it when i bite you.” your face heats up, it was a new kink you discovered. or a habit, who knows.

biting on jaehyuns shoulder and nibbling on his ear was your new kink. jaehyun followed like a copycat and figured out he liked it, too.

jaehyun drops to his elbows and gets the perfect angle of your neck, he lets out a little noise as he goes to bite your neck.

you moan and wrap your legs securely around his waist. “fuck me, baby.” you urge him and dig your nails in his back.

“fuck,” jaehyun pulls away, groaning and half chuckling while flexing his back muscles. “you’re killing me!” his hand slithers down your arms and waist and lands on your hips.

you let out a small gasp as jaehyun holds himself up and grips tightly on your hips and pounds himself into you.

“oh, god.” you whimper, running your hands through your hair messily. “i’m cumming!” you moan and clench around him.

jaehyun lets out small grunts as he slaps his balls against your ass. “fuck, don’t do that to me, baby.” jaehyun cries out and pinches your hips.

you pull jaehyun against your chest and you hug him, then you sink your teeth into his shoulder. with your teeth sunken into his shoulder and your finger nails digging in his back, you climax.

it catches you off guard when feeling jaehyun shoot a load into you.

you were too focused on your orgasm that you didn’t even notice his thrusts were getting sloppy.

“fuck..” jaehyun pants, his cock twitching inside you while it empties the load into you.

jaehyun pulls away and sits back on his heels. “you okay, baby?” you nod and roll on your side, lifting your leg and pushing your ass out.

“alright,” jaehyun pulls your hips and sits you on your knees and chest. “another round it is.” you whine and moan when jaehyun pushes into you.

#ash talks #nctsplug02 #anon #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #kpop smut #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #nct 127 #jung jaehyun imagines #jaehyun fluff #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jeong jaehyun smut #jaehyun smut #nct jaehyun #nct fluff

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dalivanmagritte · 10 months

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NCT FIC REC : LEE JENO

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Jeno fic rec part.2

lionheart (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au, knight!au, monarch!au)

premium boy-toy (fav, smut, stripper!au)

step on a crack, dr.lee's gonna break your back (fav, smut)

wanna know what it's like (fav, smut)

yours to tame (fav, fluff, smut, knight!au, princess!au, royal!au)

koi no yokan (fav, smut, abo!au)

slick pup (fav, pervert!au, smut)

prince of wolves (fav, smut, werewolf!au, vampire!au)

i suddenly realize my archnemesis is hot (fav,fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

pride & perjudice (fav, fluff, angst, smut)

secret (smut, fluff, sub!jeno (kink discovery))

my sunset is yours (fluff, hogwarts!au)

helping hand (fluff, hogwarts!au)

sweet lies (smut, angstish, ghost!jeno!au)

heatstroke (mechanic!au, smut)

transfiguration spell (smut, fluff, angstish, hogwarts!au)

sinking ships (smut, sailor!au, mermaid!au, horror!au)

tattooist!jeno (fluff, angst, tattooist!au, florist!au)

himbo (smut, himbo!jeno)

cute little intern (smut, ceo!au, intern!au)

mine only (smut)

possessive dad! (smut, pregnancy!au, soon to be parents!au)

ridin' club switching lanes (smut, streeracer!au)

sweet fury (smut)

rainfall (fluff)

the deal (fluff, college!au)

cigarettes after sex (fluff, angstish, suggestive, college!au)

just so you know x jaemin (smut)

change in you (smut, vampire!au, georgian-era!au)

puppy (smut, supernatural!au, werewolf!au)

sunshine (fluff, angst, mermen!jeno)

hit the breaks! (serie, smut, streetracer!au, mechanics!au)

rich purity (serie, smut, virgin!au)

the lucky one (fluff, angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of morpheus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of apollo (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of shadows (part of elysios serie, fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

the tale older than time (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

late night company (fluff, comfort angst, demigod!au)

scream (smut (dirty smutt), halloween!au, ghostface!jeno)

possessive jeno (smut, roommate)

a different kind of exercise (smut, personal trainer!au)

the rock of gibraltar (smut)

jeno uses his strength against you (smut)

why dying my hair was the best decision of my life (fluff)

the bat & dove (smut, fluff, mafia!au, racer!jeno)

do you even know how to have fun? (angst to fluff, badboy!au)

take my breath (smut, abo!au)

puppy pound (smut, abo!au)

jealous (smut, abo!au)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

destiny (smut, abo!au)

i'm a mouse duh! x jaemin (smut)

they're roommates x jaemin (smut)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

stepbro alpha jeno (smut, abo!au, stepbro!au)

day6: overstimulation (smut)

day19: pet play (smut)

banana (smut)

guardian gloves (smut, angstish, boxer!au)

teddy bear (smut)

strong jeno (smut)

codename : monster (smut)

his order (smut, ceo!au)

sli(ck-p)up (smut, perv!jeno)

fireproof (smut, brotherbf!au, college!au)

size kink (smut)

only 'til dawn (smut, badboy!jeno, goodgirl!reader)

little wifey (smut, husband!au)

pretzel (smut, abo!au)

hard dom! (smut)

wrapped around your fingers (smut)

phone fuck me (smut, ghostface!au)

my first and last (smut, college!au)

the sequel x jaemin (smut, ghostface!au, halloween!au)

incubus!jeno (smut, incubus!au)

summer hair = forever young (smut, fluff)

cookie jar x jaemin (smut, stepbrother!au)

perv!jeno (smut, roommates!au, perv!au)

monster in hiding (smut, stalking!au)

can't take it? (smut)

can you handle it? x johnny, jaehyun, jaemin (smut)

ascention to the throne (serie, smut, royal!au, prince!au, political!au)

baby trapping (smut, sugardaddy!au)

shameless (smut, stepson!au)

undone (noncon, smut)

teddy bear -> our sick story, thus far x haechan (dubcon, smut)

stepbro!jeno part.2 (DUBCON, smut, stepbrother!au)

behind closed doors x haechan (smut, slight dubcon, stepbro!au)

the walls are thin x jaemin (DUBCON, smut)

shoplifter x mark (dubcon, smut, bodyguard!au, stepfather!au)

switch -> chain x johnny (dubcon, smut, neighbour?au)

arcade (continuation of switch/chain, smut)

#nct #jeno #smut #fic rec #fluff #lee jeno #jeno smut #jeno fluff #jeno angst #jeno scenarios #jeno imagines #jeno fic #nct jeno #jeno x reader #jeno oneshot #nct dream #nct fic #nct imagines #nct x reader

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justwritedreams · 10 months

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Yours | Doyoung

Husband!Doyoung x Reader, mafia au! Word count: 2281 Genre: smut. Warning: Rough sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), no protection (don't do this at home), praising, riding, cum eating, swearing, like pretty explicit words, nicknames (angel, baby girl), jealous Doyoung, Johnny being a little sassy, me putting a ridiculous gang name. MINORS DNI!!! THIS IS A 18+ STORY Author: Maari Note: Soooo hehe this is really filthy and I'm proud of it!! Since you wanted a smut with a jealous doyoung so badly, I decided to combine all these requests into one. So enjoy! Requests: can i ask for nct husband!doyoung + jealous, nct doyoung + praising, doyoung x praising x riding, jealous!doyoung smut

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You weren't stupid.

Your husband's business dinner had only one purpose, intimidation and your company mitigated that a bit, but the glances Johnny cast at your bust was dangerous. Mainly because your husband had also noticed, after all he wouldn't have gripped your waist so tightly if he hadn't noticed.

And the more ironic Johnny was, the more your husband clenched his jaw and laughed sarcastically.

While you were quiet, not afraid to say something, but because there would be nothing you could do to convince Johnny to go over to the side of the Neo gang.

Deep down you knew that Johnny was doing that to try to convince himself that it wasn't the best option, but he wasn't helping Doyoung to stay calm at all. And it made it worse when Johnny brought his attention to you.

"I'll come to your side if I have a beauty like that waiting for me." he said, looking straight at you.

Your response was to take a deep breath and look away at your husband. If Doyoung could kill Johnny with just his eyes, he would. Because the way he was staring at the man sitting across from him was like he could torture him, and in a way he could.

"Be careful if you want to keep your head on your neck." Doyoung spoke softly but in such an intimidating way that you felt every hair on your body stand on end. After that, dinner got even more tense. If Doyoung didn't keep his hand on your waist, he certainly had it on your thigh. Though you should have been scared of him, because seeing him mad wasn't the best thing in the world, the heat his hand radiated on your bare thigh might have sent a few shivers up your spine. And well, remembering what those hands, but specifically those fingers, were capable of doing to you was making you a little dizzy. It wasn't just the wine.

He was so close, if he went up a few more inches...

But Doyoung's hand stayed there, just squeezing your exposed skin, the whole dinner as if it was some kind of torture. Until finally he and Johnny agreed on something you didn't even pay attention to. And neither could you, because even looking at Johnny was a dangerous game you weren't going to fall for.

You were past the stage of being the bad girl. Your black wedding ring on your finger indicated as much. But Johnny wasn't done with the teasing yet, he made a move to say goodbye to you with a hug but Doyoung, seeing his intentions, pulled you by the waist and positioned his body in front of you in a protective and possessive way. Making Johnny laugh. “Don't worry, I don't intend to steal your woman.” “My wife. Remember that next time." Johnny raised his hands in surrender and you just took your hand to your husband's arm that was holding you by the waist, in a weak and failed attempt to make him calm down.

The way to the car and the journey to your house was in pure silence except for Doyoung's heavy breathing, you could see his fingertips turning white from how tightly he held the steering wheel and however much you wanted to say or do something to help him, you knew that at that moment the best thing to do was just remain silent.

His eyes scanned the street as if his thoughts were wandering on the myriad ways to torture Johnny. When you arrived and he opened the door for you, standing behind your body, you only managed to take a deep breath before Doyoung dropped the keys on any piece of furniture in the room, grabbed the back of your neck and made you turn so that the lips collided. The kiss was hurried and careless, his fingers tangled in the strands of your hair as his tongue thirstily sought yours. Doyoung tasted like wine but that wasn't the only thing that intoxicated you, it was the way his other hand held your waist with possession as he brought his body close to yours and felt the heat. He then abandoned your lips, trailing wet kisses down your cheek, jaw and neck. Where he didn't stop at just kisses, with goose bumps all over your skin and your head tilted to the side giving him full access, Doyoung preoccupied himself with sucking, biting and licking your skin. Every tiny inch he could mark and feel. Feeling his furious teeth against your skin was enough for you to start moaning low and grinding your hips against his, bringing your hands to his back and being prevented from leaving scratches all over the place thanks to his clothing. But it didn't stop you from digging your nails in any way.

The fact that you felt that he was determined to leave more than one mark on your body that night was enough to make your heart pound in every inch of your body and your panties start to get wet.

The heat and the need to have him had been there since the restaurant, but now a pool formed in the thin fabric.

“You’re mine, angel. Fucking mine.” he spoke close to your ear before biting your lobe and you just sighed, eyes closed and completely surrendered to him.

"Only yours."

Another kiss ensued as he walked with you across the room, taking your hands to his hair where you squeezed the dark strands as he bit your bottom lip, soon you were on the couch with him on top of you. You felt his erection and your body responded, wrapping your legs around his waist as your wetness welcomed his hard cock. Feeling your heat there made him growl and scramble out of your dress underneath, tearing the thin straps.

“So beautiful.” he whispered admiring your bust, taking his fingers to caress the skin firmly and you just moaned at the feel of his fingers on your hard nipples. And you gasped for air as he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it so hotly your legs were weak. You cried out for his name, it was the only thing that came into your head as you felt like you were going to combust, your body too hot as his saliva ran down your skin. He paid due attention to the other nipple as his fingers teased the other one, making you squirm beneath him. All you wanted was to feel him inside you, the muffled dreams of his moans were carrying vibrations that went straight to your panties, directly into your soaked pussy. He bit into your belly, making you open your eyes to stare at him and have the most pleasurable sight of him settling your legs between his shoulders to get ready to eat you. “Babe, please.” you pleaded, seeing him smirk.

He took a finger to your pussy, an almost imperceptible caress that didn't match the fire you felt, making you moan a little louder. Your panties were so wet that you would have been embarrassed if not for your husband's words. "I'll give you what you want, you know why?" he asked and you shook your head, trying to sway for him to come closer but his hands holding your hips on the couch prevented it. "Because you're a good girl. So good you deserve to have this pretty pussy eaten by me." You squirmed, his dirty words were making you even wetter and it bothered you not to have his tongue or fingers there. “Please.” “What do you want, hm?” he pushed your panties to the side and your pussy fluttered from the inside. “Tell me and I will give you, angel.” “Your tong-” your words caught in your throat before you could even finish because that's exactly what he gave you. He slowly licked your soaking pussy, making you whine louder, his skillful tongue explored from bottom to top, in a sensual and torturous rhythm, he was hungry for you but he didn't stop eating your pussy in the way he knew drove you crazy. He thrust deep into your velvet flesh and then back up to your clit, he didn't want to waste a drop, an inch of your pussy. He wanted to remind you that he was yours and you were his, to make you forget any trace of Johnny's eyes on you though none of that was remembered now. The only thing you remembered was moaning his name over and over again like a mantra. Your body temperature rose even more, that famous knot in your lower abdomen was there and you were closer to coming, noticing that Doyoung stuck two fingers in your pussy while his tongue took care of your swollen clit. “Oh my god.” “Come for me, baby girl.” groaning loudly, all you could do was obey and you came hard. He didn't waste your cum, swallowing everything while you tried to somehow regain lost air. He lifted his torso, letting your limp legs fall to the couch as he took off your panties completely. You breathed heavily and he leaned in to kiss you again, this time a little slower to share your own taste. You responded, taking your hands to the shirt he was wearing and started to pull it up, he laughed low against your lips and helped you take off the useless piece. It was your turn to kiss his neck, licking every bit of skin and his Adam's apple, which grew more prominent as he tipped his head back as your hands deftly went to the zipper of his pants. You both moaned as you also reached for his hard member, which practically begged to be released from those tight pants. And that's exactly what you did, with his help, the pants ended up somewhere in the room while you groped his hard member over his underwear. Moaning very close to your ear, Doyoung held tight to your waist and sat on the sofa, bringing you to sit on his lap, you helped him take off his underwear and was going down to return the pleasure when he stopped you.

"No." he spoke in a low voice and you looked at him confused. "Today is all about you, baby girl."

"But I want to return the favor." you pouted and he fit you better in his lap, smiling sideways.

"You can do that later." he winked and you reluctantly agreed. "Now I want you to ride me."

You bit your bottom lip, hearing it so down and dirty was just as pleasurable, not as much as actually riding him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he gripped his hard member to fit your pussy. "Keep being that good girl." that's what he said before you went down so he could enter you at once. Closing your eyes at the feel of him erect and pulsing inside you, you began to ride at a slow pace. He held your hips tightly, lost in how perfectly you fit together.

"Open your eyes, angel." he asked, then moaned, and you did so to find his eyes as lost in desire as his were. "Look, watch how you ride me, how your pussy was made for my cock, how your pussy swallows my dick perfectly. No one will ever fill you up like that.” And you could only nod as you moaned, up and down his cock. But he was impatient with your pace, so he grabbed your hips with both hands and made you ride even deeper, in and out faster of his cock. You then rested your forehead on his shoulder, the loud moans mixing with the wet sound of bodies moving together. Your pussy tightened every time his hard cock hit your g-spot, making you see stars even with your eyes closed. He went steady, deeper. He hadn't just marked your body on the outside but he was determined to mark the inside as well and it was all too pleasurable. Sweat trickled down your back, his short nails dug into your skin as he filled you in an intimate way and he would say the sweetest dirty words you had ever heard, he would praise you amidst the suffering moans of someone who was so close to coming but didn't want it to end yet, just like you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, babe.” you said in sobs as you rode him even faster, listening to the couch creak. “Right behind you, angel.” The ecstasy and anxiety of knowing he was about to come with you flooded through you and you lifted your head to rest your forehead against his and look him in the eyes.

“I want you to cum inside me, please.” you pleaded so softly he rolled his eyes peacer before putting his tongue into your mouth once more, your thighs trembled and he held you even tighter practically merging your bodies together.And then that whole wave of pleasure hit you again, moaning even louder but being muffled by Doyoung's mouth glued to yours he moaned together and came on you as you released your come. You still continued riding him at a slower pace to try to catch your breath while he hid his face in the back of your neck, without undoing the firm grip on your waist. “That's the sexiest sex we ever had.” he spoke, breathless against your skin and you chuckled softly. "Well, I guess we're not done yet, if I remember correctly I need to return you a favor."

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marvelous-llama · 3 months

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NCT recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

Could´ve been by @bambikisss

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 6.3k) idol AU, exes to lovers - angst, fluff(ish), smut You tried your hardest to avoid Yuta as much as possible following your harsh breakup. After being paired with him for a performance, you try to make it through it without bringing up the feelings that you tried to keep down.

How I Met Your Mother by @edenesth

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 4.9k) established relationship, retrospective - fluff, angst(ish) An innocent question from your eight-year-old son takes you and your husband on a trip down memory lane, nearly a decade ago. You both recount the story of how you first met, where Yuta heroically rescued you from an attempted abduction.

glossed over by @gyukult

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 18.2k) best friend´s brother, childhood friend to lovers, slowburn, university AU - fluff, angst, smut, hurt/comfort, coming of age times in your life where you thought nakamoto yuta was just your best friend’s older brother, a guy you had a little childish crush on. but little did you know, there was more than what meets the eye.

insufferable by @wincore

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 4.5k) enemies to lovers, coworkers to lovers - fluff, angst

Old flame by @xofanfics

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 3k) best friends AU - angst, smut, fluff You never made a move on your best friend because he had a girlfriend. But when he’s single again, you’re not.

series

Highway to heaven & Runaway with me by @justwritedreams

Yuta x fem!reader (wc - 2.1k + 2.2k) university AU, friends to lovers - fluff, suggestive?

#nct #nct 127 #nct u #nct x reader #nct smut #nct recs #nct 127 recs #yuta #nct yuta #nakamoto yuta #yuta x reader #nct yuta x reader #nakamoto yuta x reader #yuta smut #nct yuta smut #nakamoto yuta smut

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jwirecs · 1 year

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RECOMMENDED ARRANGED MARRIAGE AU💍

hello, hello! here are my arranged marriage au - nct recs! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers💝

requested by anon (i literally went through 44 pages of my svt tag and i dont think i’ve read any skz arranged marriage aus, so for now, its just nct..)

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Before I Go || @yutaholic🔞💕💔✅ (doyoung x reader)

↳ The day has come for you to marry Doyoung and life as a princess is not what you expected. Your new husband is distant and there is trouble stirring within the monarchy. Now more than ever, you are determined to kindle a romance with the prince, but you soon learn that your marriage will be put to the test in ways you could never have imagined.

Binding Bonds || @jaedore🔞💕💔✅ (jaehyun x reader)

↳ Being the daughter of a top fashion brand, an arranged marriage isn’t what you’d expect coming out of your mother’s mouth. Especially when she says that it’s with Jung Jaehyun, the son of the CEO who owns one of the biggest trading companies. Of course he’s a heartthrob, a ladies’ man, and prince in the media, but in reality, he’s a royal pain in the ass. Your patience, emotions, and sanity is tested when you’re forced to share a life together. Will it crumble to the ground of the empire you’ve build or will there be a change of heart?

Coming Home || @cupofjae🔞💕💔✅ (yuta x reader, smau)

↳ an arranged marriage between two of the most powerful families drives a son away from the only home he has ever known. however, two long years past in success until his past comes knocking on his door, literally.

Lucky Number Seven || @paintmebare🔞💔✅💯💯💯 (johnny x reader)

↳ When your less than lovely cousin makes a jab at you, you finally snap and tell her that you're dating her ex-boyfriend (even though you haven't spoken since high school). Johnny agrees to play the role of your boyfriend, though the longer you pretend to be in love, the more you realize you might actually be crushing on him.

MOON RIVER || @ppangjae🔞💕💔✅ (jaehyun x reader)

↳ Your mother warned you of many boys. She’s warned you of the immature ones, the players, and even the fools and cowards. But man, she has never warned you of guys like Jeong Jaehyun, the President’s son, who seems to be falling in love with you with every passing day even though he’s already engaged to someone he’s been set up to marry.

***Seeds of Pomegranates || @/anashins🔞💕💔✅ (jaehyun x reader)

↳ (this was also included in my feb-march nct fic recs, so please do head over to that post! this isnt under the arranged marriage type of au, but it gives off the vibes of it to me!)

Anon Request || @alluringjae🔞💔✅ (jeno x reader)

↳ Anon: “ hi dear for the birth months special can you do this as angsty as you can. angst “ you weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren’t there!” and “All I wanted was a happy ending.” + prompt ‘As you begin to fall asleep, you feel a gentle kiss pressed to your temple and a blanket draped over you’ THANKYOUUU

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

#nct scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #nct dream scenarios #nct fluff #nct angst #nct smut #nct 127 fluff #nct 127 angst #nct 127 smut #nct dream fluff #nct dream angst #nct dream smut #nct arranged marriage au #nct fic recs #nct recs #nct: asks #nct 127: asks #nct dream: asks

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phoxphenex · 6 months

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hi ! ur last post abt baby dreamies is so adorable! can you bring one to 127? 💌

𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝟭𝟮𝟳 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗗𝗔𝗗 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢𝗨𝗥

reader is referred to as mom

#scenarios #nct social media au #nct #heart emoji #nct texts #nct 127 #nct taeil #nct johnny #nct taeyong #nct yuta #nct doyoung #nct jaehyun #nct jungwoo #nct as dads #nct as husbands #female reader

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scarletwinterxx · 9 months

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naps and baby kicks - dad mark lee scenario

i know i just wrote about dad mark lee but i saw the baby pictures and i just envisioned this moment. Just imagine this is what little Minjung looks like🥺 like look at him🥺🥺🥺🥺 if he's my kid, i wouldn't be able to say no to him too😭

timeskip to before Minjee was born, Minjung is 5 here (about to be 6) you can read the other parts here:

part1: day with dad mark lee

part2: another day with dad mark lee

part3: a day with the lee's

part4: (prologue) i don't know how to make eggs

part5: glitter pens and goodnight kisses with the Lee's

part6: first love and kisses

part7: naps and baby kicks

part8: then there was three

part9: just like you

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

For my other works you can check them out here, and for my other story series’ you can check them out here.

(pics not mine, credits to rightful owner)

Mark is busy slicing the watermelon in the kitchen while you take a nap on the living room couch. Quietly humming some random song, he loves days like this. When he can stay at home and be with his family.

Especially now that another Little Lee is on the way.

You've reached that point in your pregnancy where you're constantly tired, you feel bad about not being as active to take care and play with your son, Minjung, but he really is the best boy. He's been very understanding, he always makes sure you're okay. Just like how his dada taught him.

"Mom, are you awake?" you hear a tiny voice whisper, you can't help but smile and open your eyes. You weren't really sleeping. Just resting your feet and back.

"Yes, love. What is it?" you ask him

"You need water, mama? snacks?" he asks you

Chuckling at your cute son, you shake your head. Instead you pat the vacant spot next to you, Minjung carefully lays next to you.

"I miss hanging out with you, sorry mommy can't run and play outside with you" you tell him

"It's okay, mommy. Daddy says it's because you're growing little sissy right now so we need to take care of you and her"

You smile upon hearing your son's words. Only 5 but already he's wise beyond his years. One thing doesn't change though is his cute face looking more and more like his father's everyday.

Speaking of, Mark walked back to the living room to see his two favorite people on the couch having a small talk. He can hear the conversation between you and Minjung, quietly listening behind.

"You'll tell mama if you need anything okay? Once baby sister is here, it might seem like we're taking care of her a lot but we love you just as much"

"It's okay, mommy. I love you too"

You can't help it, he's just too cute. You squish your little boy's cheeks, hugging him as close as you can. Savoring these last moments of Minjung being an only child.

With the next one on the way, you've been worried about Minjung and how he'll react once the baby is here. But you know your son, he's smart and always kind. The moment you told him he's about to have a sibling, he's been very excited.

"Got room for one more?" Mark decides to finally interrupt, wanting to be a part of this special moment.

"Of course, come here" you open your arm, hugging both of your boys.

"Oh did you feel that?" you ask, making the two boys move away from you

"What?! You okay?" Mark worriedly asks, immediately getting off the couch and crouching on the floor instead. Gently pulling Minjung with him.

"She kicked, here" you take Mark and Minjung's hand and put it where you felt the kick. A few seconds later you felt it again

"Oh, is that little sissy?" Minjung asks you with an excited look on his face

"Yea, she's excited to meet you too"

"Does it hurt, mommy? When she kicks?"

"Sometimes, only when she kicks me here by the ribs but it's okay. She doesn't mean it. She's just trying to move around and stretch a bit" you explain to the little boy, Mark listening to the two of you while his hand draws circles on your tummy. Waiting for his little girl to kick again.

It's the second time but moments like this still amazes him. He can still remember the first time he felt Minjung kick in your tummy like it was yesterday, now the three of you are here feeling the baby girl's kicks. He hasn't met her yet but the amount of love Mark has for his daughter is already beyond this universe.

You, Minjung and this little baby girl is his whole world.

A few weeks later, it's time for Minjung to meet his new little sister

"Okay when we get there, we need to use inside voice okay? We wash our hands first" Mark tells his son, looking down at him.

The two boys make their way to the hospital where you're currently resting. Mark holding Minjung's hand while he holds a bouquet of flowers in the other.

"Okay you knock" he tells him, Minjung knocking gently on the door

"Come in" you say from the other side of the door, Mark opening the door. Immediately you see your baby boy, it's only been two days but it felt like forever since you last saw him.

"Hi, baby. I missed you" you tell him, already feeling the tears build up. Mark chuckles at you, while you roll your eyes at him. Mark helps Minjung wash his hands before the little boy walks over to you.

"Hi mommy, we got you flowers" he says, showing you the flowers

"Thank you, baby. I love them. Can mama have a hug?" you wait for Mark to help Minjung up the bed

"Careful with mom okay, gentle" Mark reminds him, you just smile at the two. Immediately you hug your little boy, compared to little newborn currently in the crib Minjung seems so big.

The thought enough to put tears in your eyes

"I was gone for two days, and you're already a big brother. Mommy missed you so much, buddy" you tell him, peppering kisses all over his face making the boy laugh.

"I missed you too, mommy. Is baby sissy okay?"

"Yea, she's here. You want to meet her?" you ask him, the little boy nodding excitedly.

"Okay, why don't you sit here while I get her?" Mark helps Minjung down from the bed, pointing at the little couch. Mark gets baby girl from her crib before walking towards where Minjung was seating.

Meanwhile you get your phone out to capture the moment.

"Minjung, meet your little sister Minjee" Mark tells his little boy, showing him the little bundle of joy wrapped in the pink blanket. Minjung looked a bit unsure at first, looking at his dad first.

"You can hold her, here she loves holding your finger like this. Gently okay?" Mark lets Minjung hold out one finger so little Minjee can hold it. You wipe the few tears that escaped, smiling at your family

"Hello, Minjee. I'm Minjung, your brother" he says happily. shaking his finger like they're shaking hands for the first time. Mark smiles at his son, kissing the top of his head before looking at his daughter.

"You're going to be the best of friends, you have to teach her how to color and play the piano and how to ride a bike. It's going to be so much fun" Mark tells him, "Would that be okay?"

"Mhm, we can play. I'll share my toys with her" Minjung answers

"Thanks buddy, that's very nice of you" Mark tells him, putting Minjee on his right arm so he can hug Minjung with the other one.

"I love the both of you very very much, more than anything. We take care of her like we take care of mommy, okay?"

"Okay"

"That's my boy" Mark mumbles, hugging Minjung tighter. Looking over at you to see you wiping more tears away.

"Guys, I love this moment but you're making me cry so much" you joke, Mark laughs before gently standing up to walk over to you. He passes Minjee over to you before he kisses you on the head.

"Good job, mom of two"

"Oh shut up, you did this to me" you joke, "Hey, as long as you're willing to. I can do it all over again. I love our babies very much, I don't mind having a few more" he tells you, you know what he means by that. At the end of the day it's your body that goes through a lot.

But looking down at the bundle of joy in your arms and your little man, you know you'd do it over and over again.

"Can we do it until one looks like me?"

"Dude, what are you talking about? She kinda looks like you"

You shoot him a deadpanned look, it's too soon to tell but even know you can see your daughter takes after her dad much like her older brother. As for Minjung, well one look at him and you'd know he's Mark's son.

"Kinda? She looks just like Minjung when he was born. She'll probably look like you too. I don't hate it though, more mini Mark's" you smile at your husband

"Better luck next time, baby"

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