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alreadyblondenow · 3 years
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Whenever the sun is hiding
“And I wish that she’s you. If we have met a little bit sooner I’d marry you. Why can’t it be you?”
Pairing: General!Kun x warrior!female reader, Mulan AU, enemies to lovers Genre: SMUT, FLUFF, angst? WC: 3,750k Warnings: this story is so asian because it is a Mulan AU, this is a time where women are allowed to be warriors, mentions of heavy training bc they’re warriors, cheating but... youll get it once you read it, unprotected sex, mentions of fingering, mentions of Kun fantasizing about the reader fucking him, fingering, a lot of kisses, slight exhibitionism, mentions of other idols A/N: NOT PROOFREAD. I’ll fix it once I have time. I just watched the new Mulan movie, (yes the one that was boycotted) and it was amazing. To the one who requested this... I’m sorry if you’re not asian, :( but I hope you still read and love this.
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Under the scorching sun in the middle of summer, warriors are trained to be prepared of what lies ahead. The power of the enemy is quickly growing by every second and the young warriors of China, and it’s very young, new and ambitious general is not going to slack off until his nation is safe.
That is why he is very hard and strict with how he teaches the warriors assigned to him. So strict that every woman in his battalion went home after the first few days of training. Except you.
It is your incredible will and perseverance to bring honor to your family that’s making you stay and helping you go through each hard training everyday. And who would have thought that your perseverance and driven soul will make general Qian Kun hate you to the core.
But that’s not the only reason why he hates you.
One beautiful night after your night duty when you thought everyone was asleep, you took a bath on the river and enjoyed your time alone. Releasing your feminine side by smiling while watching the moon, catching flowers that fell on water and tuck one behind your ears. You were beautiful, the general thought.
So beautiful that he almost did not realized that he was peeking now and accidentally saw your breasts the moment you went out of water. He then quickly hid behind a big rock, careful not to make a sound and careful not to be caught. That night, he touched himself while thinking about you.
And that is why general Qian Kun hated you. Because despite being a successful general in his very young age, he’s still a man who can’t have a decent fuck when he sure knew he needed one. You make him sin even though he’s already engaged and every time he touch himself with you in his mind, he will always feel so guilty afterwards.
Who wouldn’t hate you for that?
“Wake up, wake up my general”
There’s that soft toned wake up call again with a faint image of a woman on top of him, blurry because of the sunlight behind her that hurts Kun’s eyes and made him squint, but he knew he was dreaming.
And then he woke up.
It’s that dream again. The dream of his future wife who had been matched to him a day before he left for his duty as general. What a pity. It doesn’t look that much, but Kun was so excited to meet her in person. But the girl has been visiting her in his dreams, and that’s why he knew that this marriage is a good idea. This marriage will be beautiful, she will be beautiful and he will have a quiet married life after this duty of his.
Kun got up from his comfort and asked his assistant if you had gone home already and coward away. “No general, Y/n was seen during the morning run,” the soldier answered.
“Bring her to me, I want to talk to her,” Kun ordered and then stretched is body before putting on his robe and sit on his chair, waiting for your presence.
“General, L/N Y/N is here,” the soldier announced and Kun commanded you to enter right away.
It was nice on the generals tent, cozy and not hot like the tent you use together with the others. His things were neatly placed, and he is staring right at you now.
“From now on you will go last with everything. Last in line, last to shower, last to rest after training. Except during meals, you’re first during meals but don’t eat with other men. Are we clear?”
“Yes sir!” Of course it was clear to you but you never know why? Did you do something wrong?
But the real reason is, after what happened the other night, the incident in the river, Kun can’t risk the other men to be distracted by you. Some men in the battalion are already matched and ready to marry when they get home, just like him. So he can’t tolerate sin now and raise cheaters during this training .
Or maybe he simply just wanted to protect you.
For you it’s alright if you’re always last, what’s more important is you’re not last when it comes to skills and fighting. You were always doing great in the field, and the general was always impressed by what you’re showing. He just can’t say it out loud because it will hurt his pride. But who cares if he agrees, you’re not giving up and that’s what’s important.
Knowing that you’re last to take a shower and to clean yourself in the river, Kun can’t contain himself even though he has been avoiding you for weeks now. Yes. Weeks. But all his great efforts are coming to waste because at the end of the day, he will end up thinking about you and well, fantasize about you fucking him instead of resting.
“Maybe you like her and deep inside it’s not just weird fantasies after all,” the second general, Lucas, said to Kun while he is busy washing his hair.
“Did you forget that I’m matched already and she’s waiting for me to return home?” Kun frustratingly answered back.
“No, I did not forget that. But you don’t know this fiancé of yours, and you have never seen her or touched her,”
“Sure I did. In my dreams”
“That doesn’t count you moron. Look, if fantasising is not enough for you maybe just ask her-“
“You’re the moron, you know I can’t do that. I can lose my rank as general,”
“Let me finish first” Lucas held up his big hand and waited his friend to shut up, “Ask her truthfully, be clear with your intentions. After all, she’s a girl too and maybe she needs what you have been wanting too,” Lucas explained and left for he is done taking a bath.
Turns out Lucas was right. Whenever you take a bath in the river alone, and made sure that no one is watching, you touch yourself quickly and relieve your stress in a corner. Imagining a man whose fingers are deep inside you and imagining that you two are in a hurry so others won’t catch you.
Then after a good orgasm, you just feel silly and desperate. Why do I do this to myself, you murmured.
“Next time do it behind that rock,”
A familiar voice startled you and instantly made you shy. Did he saw you touch yourself? How much did he saw or hear? Why is he here? Did he do this on purpose? Of all people, why the general?
“I’m sorry general. I should get going...” you said with shy eyes, covering your still wet body with your thin robe and avoiding the general’s gaze that melts you instantly.
“Can you join me?” he stopped you from walking away from him, holding you by the elbow. A gesture that you can read easily. The general is not joking and he meant every word he said.
By the time he left you to go in the middle of the river, you haven’t made up your mind but you aren’t leaving yet as if you wanted to accept his offer and see what goes after. What are expecting? A kiss? A good talk? A good fuck? Why does he want me to join him?
All these questions ran through your mind as you slowly untie your robe and let it fall on the ground, walking slowly towards to the handsome man waiting for you under the moon and stars in the middle if a cold river.
Whatever happens, happens.
“So this is your decision?” He asked you calmly, with a soft smile that you have never seen him wear. “We will never speak of this whenever the sun is up,”
You nodded slowly and he came close, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you underwater so you could lock your legs around him.
“Tell me, are you matched?” he asked, looking so handsome in his damped hair.
“I am,” you answered weakly but you already got lost in his eyes.
“All the more reason to hide what we have,” he said and started kissing your neck that felt so good. Suddenly the cold water became warm, or that’s just Kun sharing an unfamiliar heat to you.
Slowly, he walked towards the big rock he talked about earlier. Feeling the water gush to your body and his hand soothing your butt underwater while making small talk. Everything feels so wrong but so good at this moment that you can only let out soft moans and listen to his groans as he was busy kissing you and kept on touching your body. Kissing your breast and licking your nipples like you were some kind of cold treat on a summer day, and you did not miss how his tongue felt around your sensitive areas.
“General-“
“Kun. Call me Kun whenever were alone,” he whispers and started nibbling your earlobe. His hands started to roam on your inner thighs, holding you with one hand and readying himself to make his first move. “Don’t make a sound,” he said and kissed you on the lips. Deep and with tongue that you became speechless and all you can do is shut your eyes close and feel this two fingers go inside your cunt. In and out you feel him under water but it sadly it doesn’t do the job.
“I think it’s the water,” he stopped and groaned quietly, his frustration was obvious. Is he really desperate to fuck tonight? “Let’s go to my tent, what do you think?” he asks you.
“N-no. That’s too much. We can get caught, I think I’m fine for tonight-“
He cut you off with a smirk and chuckle, “No were not. Were not going to get caught and were certainly not yet done for the night, unless you really want to. I can’t force you,” and again, he gave you freedom to choose. But whenever he’s like this you can’t help but feel like you’re throwing yourself to him. You just stared at his eyes and traced his soft lips using your thumb.
“Lead the way,” you said. And you witnessed him smile from ear to ear.
Quiet and very careful, you and Kun walked towards his tent and made sure that no one will see you together. Good thing the coast is clear and if anyones is awake, they should be guarding the place like a hawk. The moment you’re both inside his cozy tent, he blew the candle so no one would see your silhouettes, and of course, you did not make any sound.
He walked you towards his bed and slowly undid your robe, swiftly removing it and making you lie comfortably on his bed. He removed his robe and went on top of you immediately, staying in between your legs while he spreads kisses on your body. But you swear, you wanted to see his cock to inspect whether it’s big or can it fit?
“Don’t worry, you will feel it in a moment. And it will answer all your questions,” he smirked in between kissing your left breast while kneading the other. “Do you like kisses?” He asks as he spreads some around your body all the way down to your cunt, teasing it with a few licks.
“Now I do,” you smiled and answered his question. Reaching for his head to rake away his hair and to see how his tongue works.
Incredible. As expected and you wish you could make a sound.
Kun went back up to you, searching for your eyes under the very minimal light, “You should be kissed often, and by someone who knows how” he whispered and placed a soft kiss on your lips.
“Is that an invitation for tomorrow night?” You joked and smiled through the feeling of him finally spreading your legs open and making you feel his cock slide up and down your wet slit, again, teasing you and preparing you for what’s yet to come.
“If you let me kiss you everyday then I’m considered the luckiest man on Earth”
Such sweet words you thought. But such sweet words are not easily said if you don’t like the person you’re with. In other words, you don’t know if he actually mean it or is he just trying to be sweet because he’s about to fuck you senseless now?
“Ugh- it wont go in,” he said frustrated but still quiet. He’s that big and you are that tight.
“Ahh- fuck I wasn’t ready” you almost screamed the moment he put two fingers in your hole to prep you more, making you wetter by every second.
“Fuck its huge,” you informed him when Kun finally manage to put a few inches inside. He just chuckled and lowered himself to kiss your neck, whispering, “its not yet even halfway in,” he said in a very sexy way that just took your breath away.
But before he fucks you properly, he made sure he’s looking directly to you not missing the way you will react when he finally move. And when he finally did you furrowed your brows and parted your lips shamelessly, letting out small sounds that’s for yourselves only. You look and sounded so beautiful and irresistible Kun thought and he knew right then and there that he will be addicted to you. Almost to the point of he can’t let you go.
“Please don’t get me pregnant,” you plead and hold on tightly to his shoulders and kiss him even more deeply.
“I wont” he said and spread your legs even more for a new angle. Finally giving you hard and piercing thrust that you don’t have any choice but to accept them.
The night continued as you two forget the world outside the tent. He did a lot of things to you. Completely maximizing his time before the sun appears. After the first wave of your sexual activity, to your surprise he flipped you on your stomach and made you arched your back beautifully. Spreading kisses on your back while he kneads your breast from behind, pinching your nipples and giving them a great squeeze from time to time... as he fucks you harder from behind that if anyone is listening outside they will already know what you two are doing in the dark.
And just as you thought that he’s done with you, for his final move tonight, his grand finale, he made you cum using his tongue with two fingers inside your cunt and his other hand busy kneading one of your breast.
“Your legs are shaking uncontrollably, are you fine?” He was teasing you. If you have the energy to punch him you would gladly do it but now you really can’t.
While you two were enjoying the quietness of the night, you snuggle beside Kun while he wraps his arms around you. Both staring blankly in the ceiling and both replaying what happened earlier in your minds.
“I don’t feel guilty, I hope you do too” he said out of nowhere.
“Surprisingly I don’t feel guilty either,” you tighten your embrace to him.
“Is that an acceptance for my invitation for tomorrow night?” He smiled. You didn’t answer him for it was far too obvious already.
By the time you and Kun parted ways before the sun comes up, you both instantly felt incomplete. Why? You managed to get back to your tent quietly and went to sleep immediately, Kun did the same thing but right now as you sleep like a baby, Kun was having a nightmare.
Not exactly a nightmare. But it was for Kun. His fiancé visited him again in his dreams, and even though he knew it was just a dream, he still felt ashamed that he cheated.
On the next day, as expected he was back on his usual cold and strict image like he wasn’t inside you last night. But as much as everything was bothering you and your mind was out of focus the whole day, you didn’t let your guard down still did what you had to do during your training.
“A fucking tiring day don’t you think?” Your friend Hendery whined and flopped to his side of the bed. “You were out late last night. Stargazing again?”
“Y-yes, I saw different stars last night,” you said with a smirk, confident that your friend won’t get it.
And as you did stargazed near the river that night and endured the cold, you waited for a pair of arms to finally keep you warm. And his lips, to kiss your tiredness away. But to your disappointment, he never came.
He didn’t came the next night. Or the night after that. And even the following nights. Until you got the news that he left the camp and went back to the city for serious business for a few days.
“You were just a past time Y/n. The general played you and how come you were such a fool believing that he actually like you” you frustratingly murmured to yourself while you thrown rocks at the river angrily.
“Tss. You should be kissed often, and by someone who knows how” you said mimicking his words before throwing another rock, “where’s my fucking kisses now!”
“I can give them to you know if you want it,”
Finally, the person you hated so much showed up. “Well, it’s too late- general, welcome back” you bowed and gave him respect even though you know he don’t deserve it.
“I’m sorry. Please don’t be like that,” he let go of his horse and reached out to you for a hug but you avoided his touch. “Let me explain and let me make it up to you,”
You shook your head ‘no’ without looking at him. And Kun knew that this was his last card, his last chance to make it right. “I like you and that’s the truth. I realized that now during our time away, and I understand why you feel like this. I’m sorry. Will you please forgive me,”
“You’re general Qian Kun, don’t beg for my forgiveness-“
“I’m not a general right now, I’m just a normal man asking for forgive to the girl I like,” he breathed in deeply and let it out heavily, “My guilt got the best in me for the past days but now... it’s clear that I can’t lose you. Not yet and not like this”
After that night, better days came in, forgiveness was given and everything felt a lot lighter. You and Kun stopped fucking just for the sake of feeding each other’s lust and actually taking time building your relationship. Secretly. But you told him that when it’s time to go home, you should part ways and bring honor to your families by marrying the people waiting for the both of you. He did not answer you.
Of course that didn’t stop Kun from falling in love, because even though you two are in the middle of a war zone and a very sticky situation, it was a beautiful time to be in love.
And when the war between the enemies was settled, Kun wasn’t so happy upon hearing the news because this means its time to go home and get married.
After you and Kun made love in his tent for a couple of times tonight, with tired and sweaty bodies you did not care and still cling to each other.
“Tell me about your match, is he handsome like me?” He asked you out of nowhere which is alarming because he never opened this kind of topic before.
“I haven’t seen him. I left before I could meet him. But I heard that he’s brave and he can do a lot of things and that he loves his mother very much.
How about yours?”
“I don’t know anything about her she visits me in my dreams but I never see her face clearly,”
“And?” you asked because it’s obvious that he’s holding something back.
“And I wish that she’s you. If we have met a little bit sooner I’d marry you. Why can’t it be you?”
“Why? because of sex?” You asked slightly offended.
“No, no don’t get me wrong I think about you even when the sun is shining brightly in the sky or whenever you have clothes on or your body is covered in armor and your face is full of dirt. I admire your natural strength and drive.”
“This is wrong. We agreed to go home with honor” you turned your back against him and thought about what he said.
“Tell me why is this wrong? We love each other-“
“Were engaged to different people... Kun, are you hearing yourself”
“You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person you cannot live without and Y/n, I can’t live without you” he explained sternly. Already mad but that didn’t stopped him from covering your exposed body with his blanket and leave a soft kiss on your shoulder.
“This right here, what we have now, it’s everything I wanted and more. In fact, I could die right now, Y/n. I'm just... happy. I've never felt this before. I'm just exactly where I want to be” he whispered but he sounded so frustrated still. “In the end I’ll respect your decision. But I’m not marrying someone I don’t know, someone that’s not you, I would rather die in war,”
If Kun was being honest, he thought you would chose him over someone you don’t know. He was beyond heartbroken when you told him you wanted to go home and thanked him for everything that he taught you in the field. Not even one mention of the special things you shared whenever the sun is hiding. And on top of that, you called him general before you say your goodbye.
And on your wedding day. You were wearing a traditional chinese wedding dress and wearing a beautiful smile because finally you will meet what your ancestors have matched you with.
But just like that cold night beside the river, you waited and waited and waited.... for nothing. For your groom did not show up.
For Kun did not attend his own wedding not knowing that you were the bride.
You were both completely clueless that you were meant to be.
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xiaojusaur · 3 years
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Fly Away With Me
Pairing: Pilot! Kun x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Warnings: Mentions of bullying, mentions of alcohol (wine), phone sex, nipple play, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe please), cum play.
Word Count: 5.5K
Description: After a class reunion, Kun and you, high school sweethearts, start to talk again. He achieved his dream of being a pilot and he takes you to fly with him, to then make you reach the clouds in a night full of passion.
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You didn’t expect much from the class reunion, but deep down you were excited to see how everyone had been doing and you were dying to see the changes! You knew for a fact that a few of those plastic girls were already married with a bunch of kids and some of the guys who used to bully you had turned to be ugly. Meanwhile, you were in all your glory, being successful and getting hotter every day.
You couldn’t wait to see your best friends and laugh at everyone else in secret, it has been long since you’ve reunited since work had you overwhelmed.
The reunion was taking place in a fancy hotel lobby since that way it was easier for those who lived out of town to stay there too. Everyone was wearing fancy dresses and looking sharp. Everyone had champagne pr wine in hand. You were with your friends talking about that one guy, Alex, who used to be one of the hottest guys and now was a mess.
“Look at him, he looks crusty as fuck,” said one of your friends and you all laughed.
“Has anyone seen Mirena?” Asked the other.
“Yeah, she has like five kids,” you answered.
“No wonder!” She exclaimed.
“Oh! I just remembered!” One of them almost screamed, “Do you all remember Y/N’s crush? What was his name?”
“Oh! Kun?” Replied the other. You didn’t even remember him. He was so cute, you wonder how had life treated him so far.
“Look at her, she’s daydreaming about him again,” your friends teased you.
“Nooo! I didn’t even remember him. I wonder if he’s coming,” you smiled. Though you never became a couple, you always dreamed about kissing him. So innocent!
As the event unfolded, everyone was having a great time, enjoying the music, the food, and drinks, catching up with everyone.
You and your friends were talking near the entrance when a guy dressed all in black entered the place. You were scanning him trying to figure out who he was.
“Ladies,” he nodded your way, noticing your eyes on him.
“Hello,” you all greeted him.
“Is this the class reunion?” He locked eyes with you, maybe trying to spot you in his mind, and as your friends confirmed him it hit you: this was Qian Kun. His eyes lit up, also recalling you. “Wait, Y/N?”
“Kun?” You gasped. He was so handsome! Oh God! You could almost faint there!
“Heyy! I’m so glad to see you again!” he embraced you in a tight hug. He smelled exquisite, your heart fluttered.
“Likewise! Wow!” You were excited.
“I’ll be meeting with some friends inside, I’ll come back in a few to catch up,” he promised.
As soon as he was out of sight, your friends started ooing and teasing you, “Y/N! He became hotter! How is that possible?!”
“I’m speechless! Wow... he remembered me... and he wants to catch up,” you were amazed.
“Gurl! This is your chance! Get that man! He looks expensive, there was no ring on his finger and he seems interested in you. GET HIM!” They cheered.
And you wanted... you SO wanted to get him, because if in high school he was cute, now he was unbelievably hot!
Everyone was dancing and drinking, you were in the crowd, having fun with your friends when Kun approached you again. “So what’s up? What have you been doing?” He was almost screaming over the loud music.
“Just working hard. What about you?” You sipped your wine.
“That’s great! Remember that my dream was to become a pilot?” He asked, expecting you would even remember his dreams. And he was right, you did remember. When you nodded he continued, “Well, I am a pilot! I have my own airplane.”
“Oh my God! That’s amazing! I’m so happy you could reach your dream!” You were genuinely happy.
“Thanks! Do you perhaps want to go outside? So we can talk better?” He suggested.
“Sure, let’s go!” And he let you lead the way.
Outside, you sat on a bench and kept talking. It was as if you were true friends but he was just a crush, how did he remember you so clearly? If you talked like 5 times when you were in high school it was much.
Being the straightforward person you were, you had to ask, “Hey Kun, don’t get me wrong on this but how do you remember so many things about me? We barely talked back in high school.”
“Y/N,” he chuckled and you swear you could just melt right there, his smile was the prettiest. “You do know I had a crush on you, right?”
The confession punched the air out of you. You were shocked! He never told you and you never told him, and there you were: two fools crushing on each other but never dared to talk.
“Wait... what?!” You couldn’t conceal the surprise in your voice.
“I thought you knew,” his eyes widened in shock.
“You never told me! Nobody told me! Why?!” You both started laughing.
“Well, my friends used to teased us both. I thought you would figure it out, that’s why I never actually confessed. Plus, you know how shy I was,” he explained.
“Kun! Oh God... I had the hugest crush on you too,” you told him while pressing your temple in distress.
“Why didn’t you tell me?!” He shouted in surprise, you supposed.
“Because I thought you were too cute and unreachable for me,” you confessed looking at you feet.
“Well that’s stupid, because I thought you were the prettiest girl in school. And right now, I still think you’re beautiful,” his voice was so mellow, he had you wrapped around his finger.
“Thanks,” you could feel your cheeks getting hot.
“Look at me,” his hand forced your head to look him in the eyes. “We still have time to catch up,” he smirked.
“Oh yeah?” You dared him.
“Mhm. How about you give me your number?” He was being smooth and you loved seeing him struggle. Then he seemed to remember something, “Oh! Right! Are you married? Do you have a boyfriend? I forgot we are at that age.”
“Neither of those. I am as lonely as a cloud,” you sighed.
“Good. I mean... good that you don’t have anyone so we can talk,” he seemed desperate when he realized what he said. It was really funny.
“It’s okay! I understood!” You placed your hand on his in assurance.
You spent the rest of the night between your friends and dancing with Kun. Your friends kept bothering you with him and you had to told them what happened outside, which made it worse because now they were doing everything to get you two together.
“Y/N is sleeping cozy tonight!” They cheered with champagne.
“Stop! No!” You laughed.
“The pilot is taking you to the clouds tonight! Woooo!” You were all having so much fun.
The event came to an end and everyone left to their respective homes or hotel rooms. You were staying with your friends in the same room, so you all took the party to there.
You were laying on the bed when your phone started ringing.
“Hello?”
“Hi,” Kun’s voice whispered in your ear giving you goosebumps. Your friends stopped doing what they were doing to hear your conversation.
“Oh, hi!” You said cheerfully.
“What you doing?” This was a normal question, but his tone wasn’t normal at all. His voice was breathier than usual.
“Just here, in the hotel room,” you played with your hair.
“You’re staying here too?” He asked.
“Mhm,” you confirmed.
“Great,” his tone was lower. Your friends had their eyes fixed on you and you widened your eyes and bit your lip in signal that he was being hot.
“What do you mean?” You asked with all the intention of hearing him confess that he wanted to spend the night with you.
“It’s great that we’re just steps away from each other,” his smoky voice had your head spinning.
“Mhm,” you agreed again.
“Do you have any plans right now?” He inquired curiously.
“Not really. Do you have something in mind?” You were using your sultry voice and your friends gave you a thumbs up.
“Well, I was thinking maybe you could come. We could talk some more, if you want of course,” he was such a gentleman. “I’m just here in my bathrobe drinking wine.” What could you do with that piece of information? You imagined his body under that robe, his tussled hair and his fiery eyes.
“Sure! Give me your room number, I’ll be there in a few,” your whole skin was ringing in excitement.
“305. The door is open, but if you have any problems, knock.”
“Will do!” And with that you hung up.
“Spill out!” Your friend shouted.
“Bitch! He invited me to his room!” you screamed.
“GET IT! GO!!!! Go get that dick!” Cheered the other.
“Oh my God! What should I wear?!” You were panicking.
“Do you have a nightgown?” Asked your friend.
“Not really, I have these PJ’s” you pulled then to the sides modeling them.
“I have one that might fit,” she went to her luggage and pulled out a maroon silk nightgown with a robe. “Here, try it on.” You went to the bathroom and it fitted perfectly, so you went out and all your friends started complimenting how good you looked.
“Now, go there and have fun with the love of your life,” your friend said as she fixed your hair.
You took the elevator and at the third floor, you walked slowly until reaching the 305. The door was open ajar and you could see the light turned on. You hesitated for a second but the pushed the door slowly. “Kun?” You called slowly.
“Come on in!” He shouted from the inside and when hearing his voice you got the confidence to continue. You closed the door at your back.
Kun was sitting on a sofa with a glass of wine in his hand. You suddenly felt yourself getting hot but you tried to conceal it with taking your hair out of your shoulders.
“Take a sit,” he signaled to the space by his side, “Feel at home.”
You felt his eyes on you, studying you from head to toe. It made you laugh so you told him, “What?”
“Nothing,” he shrugged, “you look beautiful.”
“Thanks,” you felt like melting.
“So, how has life treated you? Tell me more about yourself,” he said as he extended his arm to reach the wine bottle to fill his glass again.
“Life has been hectic, but at least I have a job that I like,” you shrugged.
“You drink?” He offered you a glass full of the reddish liquid.
“Sure, thanks,” you accepted it and quickly took a sip.
“Where do you work? If I may ask,” he relaxed on the sofa.
“In a travel agency,” you smiled because you found it funny how he was a pilot. Your jobs complemented each other.
“Oh! So you are giving me more work? I see,” he faked being offended.
“Hey! At least I’m giving you more money,” you laughed and he laughed with you.
“That’s true! But I’m glad that you’re doing good.” He sighed remembering how life was easier before, the moments in high school, your beautiful smile.
“What about you?” You interrupted his thoughts, “tell me about how you got to be a pilot. That should be exciting.”
“Definitely! I had to study hard though. But it’s a great satisfaction when you finally get there. The first time I flew I was very nervous, but then I felt the freedom and an immense peace. Being there between the clouds is an amazing experience.” He was looking at the distance, looking so passionate about what he was saying. It was wholesome and sexy.
“Maybe I can take you to fly with me someday,” he blinked and then looked at you smiling.
“I’d love to,” you giggled. You don’t know if it was your imagination due to the almost gone wine in your hand or the spark of the moment, but you felt he was getting closer. Like magnets, you were getting closer as if it was natural. Kun stopped centimeters away from your mouth and whispered, “Can I kiss you?”
“Please,” you blurted. There was nothing that you wanted more than to kiss his plump lips; you’ve been wanting to do it since high school.
He did the final move and his lips touched yours gently. His breath smelled like alcohol, probably the wine he has been consuming. His lips felt like everything you imagined, so meaty, so soft. He then pulled away, leaving you wanting more. Kun stood up from the couch and walked to the bathroom. You were so confused, did he not like it?
“Let’s go to the balcony,” he offered you his hand to take when he came back and you did.
You two sat outside, talking about life events while drinking more wine and watching the city lights.
You felt your eyes heavy, maybe from the wine, maybe because you were sleepy, but you didn’t want to go yet, you wanted to spend more time with Kun, maybe watch the sunrise together from here.
“Y/N,” he called you softly.
“Yes?” You smiled. He placed his hand on top of yours on your thigh.
“Do you want to go back to your room? You look sleepy,” he smiled back in assurance. He was such a gentleman, you wish he knew you just wanted to jump on him.
“Kun...” you whispered.
“Yes, darling?” Your stomach knotted at the pet name.
“I thought you wanted to... you know...” you tilted your head insinuating the word but not saying it.
“I wanted to what?” He looked puzzled.
“To... have sex with me,” you blushed.
“Y/N, honey,” he got closer to you, “you have no idea how much I want to make love to you. But we’re kinda tipsy, I don’t want to do something that you may regret later. I better have you in all your senses so we can both enjoy it, you know?” Could he be more perfect?
“I agree,” you nodded.
“Let me take you to your room.” He stood up and took you hand, helping you get on your feet.
On the way back to your room, he embraced you, keeping you warm. At the door, you felt a sudden melancholy and didn’t want him to leave. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep in contact with you, we’ll go out soon.”
“I’ll be waiting for you,” you smirked and he smirked back. He pecked your lips and left.
Kun and you kept talking on the phone and finally arranged a date. He kept his promise and would take you to fly with him. You were excited to share this moment with him and to try something new. You were talking on the phone the night before.
“Are you excited about tomorrow?” He asked.
“Yes! I can’t wait!” You giggled.
You heard him giggle too and then he sighed, “I wish you were here right now.”
“What was that? What for?” You were intrigued.
“I don’t know, I feel we really get along. I enjoy your company,” he confessed.
“That’s cute,” you cooed.
“Yeah... but I also can’t wait to kiss you,” you heard him chuckled. He was so naughty!
“I can’t wait to kiss you either,” there was a change in your voice, from shy and cute to sultry.
“Do you have plans at night?” His voice got lower.
“Nope, I’m all yours tomorrow,” you were following his game because you knew where he was leading you to.
“Hmm... that sounds sexy, all mine,” you could almost see him smirk.
“Yes, all yours,” you assured him.
“How about we come home to relax a little?” He suggested, but you knew what he meant.
“I’d love to,” you sighed imagining all you would do, you really couldn’t wait to have his hands on you.
“What’s wrong? You sighed, are you not feeling comfortable?” He really was the king of consent.
“Oh no, it’s not that! On the contrary...” you cut the sentence there.
“On the contrary...?” He was encouraging you to continue.
You were on the mood for some fun, so you decided to tease him. “I’m just imagining all the things we could do at your house.”
“Mmm... and what would that be?” You heard him shuffling on his bed.
“I don’t know... sexy things,” you shied.
“Don’t be shy baby, tell me what do you feel like doing to me?” Kun whispered.
You gasped at the name, he caught you off guard. “Kun, I want your hands on me.”
“Baby, I would love to touch every inch of your skin,” he said in a groggy voice.
“I want you, Kun,” you sighed.
“I want you too. You have no idea,” he snarled.
“I can’t wait,” you admitted.
“Mmm... I’m getting so turned on right now,” Kun confessed in a groggy voice.
“Are you?” You breathed.
“Yes. Keep talking to me like that and I might have to jack off for you,” he hummed.
You gasped, “So dirty!”
“Dirty is what I’m going to do with you,” he chuckled evilly.
“Oh yeah? And what is that?” You wanted to hear him say it.
“Oh baby, I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll be begging me for more. Everyone will know my name because of how loud you’ll be screaming it. Im gonna have your legs shaking so much, you won’t be able to walk the next day,” he groaned and you moaned in response because that’s what you’ve always wanted, to have Kun make you his.
“Would you like that?” He inquired in a raspy tone.
“I’d love that,” you purred, smitten by the idea of being between his arms after the action.
“Then... I’ll see you tomorrow, alright? We’re gonna have so much fun,” his voice changed suddenly to his normal tone, you supposed he was trying to control himself.
“I can’t wait,” you smiled.
“Bye bye,” he said softly and hung up. He was torturing you so much, teasing you to then forget about it and start being too respectful. You loved he was a gentleman, but right now, you just wanted to be disrespected and fucked into unconsciousness.
The next day, he picked you up early, you got breakfast and then were headed to the airport where he had his plane. He took your hand and kissed it, making you blush, and then held it on his thigh while driving. He looked so sexy today with his dark mane knotted in a tiny ponytail. “Are you nervous?” He asked.
“Yes. Very,” you chuckled trying to sound it was fine.
“Relax,” he caressed your hand with his thumb, “It’s gonna be fine and you’re gonna have so much fun once we’re up there”.
“I’m excited!” You gave him a big smile, “but I’m also nervous because you’re here.”
“Oh? I make you nervous?” You saw his little smirk.
“Yes! I mean, you’re my forever crush and we’re here, together,” you shrugged and he laughed.
“That’s so cute,” he kissed your hand again.
“Stop that! I’m gonna die because of blood loss in the rest of my body!” You whined.
“You’re too cute,” he cooed.
Once you got to the airport, he talked to a lot of people, presenting you as his special friend. While waiting for the preparations for flying, he hugged you from behind and kissed your cheek. You giggled and he laughed with you. “What are you doing?” You asked between laughs.
“Loving you?” He pecked your shoulder.
“I like the sound of that,” you purred and he hugged you tighter.
“Sorry to interrupt,” one of the workers walked in while you two were being all lovey-dovey. “Everything’s ready sir,” he indicated to Kun.
“Excellent, let’s go!” He took your hand and you walked to the airstrip.
Kun jumped inside the aircraft and pulled you by his side. He buckled you up and placed a headset on your head. “This will drown the loud sounds and you’ll be able to hear me,” he explained and you nodded.
Your whole skin tingled in excitement, there were tons of feelings in your head. He looked at you as making sure you were okay and when seeing your wide smile he leaned in and pecked your lips.
He started pressing buttons and then he pushed a lever and the machine started to move slowly and then faster and faster and faster. You felt your heart on your throat and you closed your eyes tightly because you were scared.
“Don’t close your eyes, Y/N! Feel the freedom!” Kun screamed. And a few seconds later you felt your soul was left on the ground while your body was flying.
“Scream it out! WOOOOO!!!!” Kun was full of adrenaline and it was so funny so you imitated him. “WOOOOOOOO!”
“YEAH! THATS IT!” He encouraged you and then started touching buttons again. You had closed your eyes unknowingly and when you opened them you were over the clouds. You felt breathless, you were frozen, staring with wide eyes your surroundings. It was beautiful! The sky looked so blue and the tiny white clusters resembled pillows floating in the sky. You felt an unfamiliar peace, it was strange yet so soothing. Now you know why Kun loved being on the clouds.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” You heard him comment.
“I... I have no words. This is unreal,” you said amazed.
“This view is as beautiful as you,” he complimented you and you felt the hotness on your cheeks.
“Now I understand why you love so much being up here, it’s relaxing,” you sighed.
“Yeah, it’s a great stress reliever,” he explained and extended his hand to place it on your thigh.
He kept piloting and trying to scare you moving the aircraft suddenly or spinning it slightly. You had so much fun!
When you finally landed, you felt lightheaded. Kun noticed it and slyly wrapped his arm around your waist to hold you. He thanked the guys who helped him and said goodbye to then walked you two to his car.
“Are you hungry?” He asked while starting the engine.
“Very!” You admitted.
“Did you have fun?” He looked straight at your eyes.
“Yes! It was amazing! Thank you,” you placed your hand on his and he turned his to intertwine your fingers.
“I’m glad you had fun. Now let’s eat!”
He took you to a restaurant and there you talked more about your high school days while you ate delicious food. When you were finished he was looking at you with inviting eyes, you lowered your gaze to avoid blushing again, but since he didn’t stop looking at you, you whispered “What?”
“Nothing,” he shrugged, “Just admiring your beauty.”
“Stop!” You giggled and he started laughing.
When you got to the car again you were both in silence, but it wasn’t awkward, it was a silence on longing, of knowing what would come next; the moment you both have been yearning for.
His house was almost a mansion, so spacious and fancy. You were dazzled as soon as he opened the door: it was so bright, full of crystal windows, it was like him. You felt the air change as soon as you crossed the door. Kun stood in front of you and pulled you closer by the waist.
“Can I be honest?” He asked in a murmur.
“Of course,” your skin was tingling in anticipation of his confession.
“I was doing my best effort here to control myself, but I really, really, really, want to make love to you,” Kun said in a hoarse whisper.
“Why aren’t we doing it already?” Your mouth talked before you could think.
“I didn’t want you to think I just wanted to fuck. I really wanted to catch up with you, converse, maybe kiss and then if you wanted, we could make love.” He sounded so confident and he was being such a gentleman you just wanted to jump on him. Your pupils dilated and you gulped trying to conceal the sudden heat you felt, you didn’t know what to do or what to say.
“Kun... I so want you to make me yours,” you said in a breathy tone. There was a long silence between you two, but suddenly, as if you were reading each other’s mind, you embraced each other, kissing fiercely. Kun guided you to his room, where he laid you on his bed and leaned on slowly to kiss you again. His mouth traveled to you neck where he pecked, licked, and nibbled gently. Your breath was getting heavier and the clothes started to be a nuisance, tugging at each other shirts, hands sneaking underneath the fabric, eager to feel skin on skin. “You’re okay with this, right?” He asked breathlessly in the middle of savoring your neck. “Hell yeah!” You growled and he hissed in response.
He took off your shirt and you his, the pieces of clothes flying and landing on the floor. Kun kissed his way lower and lower until reaching your breasts, which he exposed by pulling your bra. “Mmm... so perfect,” he hissed at the sight of your hardened nipples. You ran your hands down his arms slowly, enjoying his body heat. “What if I do this?” He licked your nipple while looking at you as in waiting for your approval, but you just nodded desperately and moaned, “Oh, I love it Kun...” He continued playing with your bosoms until they were all wet with his saliva. He kept his trip down your body, kissing until reaching a little lower than your navel. Kun unbuttoned your shorts and slid them down your legs, leaving you in underwear. He left butterfly kisses down your legs and back up. He was so close to where you needed him, his breath tickling your clothed core. Your toes started to curl in expectance.
“Mmm... I can’t wait to taste you, I bet you are so sweet,” his raspy voice made you whimper.
“Kun, baby, please... I’m sooo wet for you.”
“I can see that,” he commented while pulling your panties to the side. The sudden brease made you jump and he held your waist to keep you steady. “Just lie back and let me take care of you, would you?” You just nodded rapidly and relaxed on his pillows.
Kun gave a long first lick to you slit and you gasped while looking at him, seeing how your juices sticked up to his tongue. He hummed and licked again, this time diving more.
“Oh! Oh my god Kun...” you hissed.
His lips enclosed your clit and he sucked hard, ripping a scream out of you. “Ah! So good!” Your hands flew to his head. He kept licking, sucking, making slurping sounds. His mouth was moving faster along with his tongue and you were feeling the knot in your belly trying to snap. “Fuck! Please! Kun, I’m gonna cum,” you cried.
“You wanna cum on my tongue?” He stopped for a second to take a breath and then continued his ministrations.
“Mhm! Mhm! You’re so good with that tongue!” You mewled and started moving your hips trying to reach your release. Kun started flicking his tongue faster until you felt the bliss of the orgasm, a strangled keen letting him know. Kun kissed your thighs, your belly and then reached your lips. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered and then caressed your cheek.
While you regained your breath, you could see the strain in his pants and you couldn’t wait to have him inside you, so you extended your arms and unbuttoned his jeans.
“So eager, my love?” He chuckled surprised.
“Yes, please fuck me Kun. I need you,” you pleaded desperately.
He groaned at you begging for him, he loved it. “You want me to fuck you, huh? You’ve been desperate for getting this dick, haven’t you?” He snarled while sliding his pants and briefs down his legs, finally freeing his mouth-watering length.
Kun pulled you to him by the arms, making you sit on the mattress. “Let’s take off that underwear. I wanna have you skin on skin, feel every inch of you on me,” he whispered while unclasping your bra, your already ruined panties long forgotten on the floor.
He went for a kiss and you both fell on his pillows again slowly. After what seemed an eternity of kisses, he asked, “Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Yes, Kun,” you ran a hand down his back before he kneeled on the bed right between your legs. He took his dick by the base and started teasing you, collecting your juices with his tip. He then stopped at your hole and pushed slowly inside you. Kun bit his bottom lip while your mouth formed a silent moan. He bottomed in you and then pulled back, both hissing at the sensation. He kept thrusting you slowly, admiring how he was stretching you.
“Mmmm... you’re so tight baby.” He closed his eyes enjoying the feeling.
“You feel so good, Kun,” you said in a shaky whisper. You were feeling so full of him, you wanted him closer, so you held his hand. He kissed your hand and like understand your message, he leaned over, caging you between his arms. He kept plunging into you while looking at your face and kissing you now and then. The weight and heat of his body felt amazing on you and the fact that this was Qian Kun, your forever crush, had your whole body buzzing with excitement.
Kun had his head near your neck and he took that chance to whisper sweet things in your ear. “Such a good girl. You feel so warm around me. You’re perfect.”
The room was a feast of whimpers, moans, and grunts combined with gentle touches and passionate kisses.
“Kun baby, fuck me harder please,” you begged chokingly.
He hummed and said, “You want it harder, babe?”
“Mhm... please,” you nodded frantically. He propped on his forearms and started snapping his hips faster, the bed creaking in complaint. The sound of skin hitting skin invaded the room while you screamed your lungs out from pleasure. “God! Kun! I love it! I love you!”
“I love you too, princess,” he said through gritted teeth.
Suddenly he stopped. “Crap! My arm!” He had a cramp and you found it so cute, you started to laugh. He started massaging it and then bursted in laughs too.
“Hey, it’s okay,” you assured him, “Let’s get comfortable and enjoy this moment.”
His impulse was to kiss your cheek. You were so sweet and understanding, he really made a catch with you.
“Now, where were we?” He smirked and you just opened your legs to receive him again.
Kun placed your legs on his shoulders just to reach that cushioned place that would send you to bliss. “Fuuuuck, right there!” You moaned, circling his neck with your arms. He increased his pace hitting you just right. You were clenching him, indicating that you were close.
“Give it to me, let it out babe,” Kun panted. But you didn’t want to stop, you wanted this moment to last forever. Your body betrayed you and your sweet release came soon. “Ohhh yeah, Kun... fuck!” He loved you expression of satisfaction and kept going concentrated on it.
“I love to see you enjoy my dick, you’re such a good girl,” he hissed. A few minutes later, he pulled out and came on your stomach with a loud grunt. He kissed your lips and then laid back for a moment to gain his breath.
“Wow, that was amazing...” he was still panting.
You chuckled tiredly in response, “Yes, I loved it.”
“Let me regain my energy for a moment, I’ll go get you a towel,” his eyes were closed but he looked happy.
After what seemed like forever, he looked for a wet towel to clean the mess he made on you, but he had a better idea. “How about we shower together?”
“We’re at that stage now?” You asked joking with him.
“If you want, of course,” he shrugged.
“Yes, let’s go!” You jumped off the bed all naked, grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to the bathroom with you.
The shower was a fun experience and you were already imagining this happening every day and your heart shrank.
You were at his bed now, cuddling and talking about the future. “Y/N, you really make me happy and I’m glad we reunited again.”
“I’m glad too,” you smiled and kissed his exposed chest.
“I only went to that party to see if I could find you, and look at us now, between each other’s arms, sharing a bed...” his hand caressed your arm absentmindedly.
You looked up to meet his gaze, “I love you Kun.”
“I love you too, princess,” he kissed your forehead.
You thought he fell asleep because there was a moment of silence, but then he proved you wrong by calling your name.
“Yes?” Your hand reached for his cheek.
“Marry me.” He didn’t ask, he declared it.
You were shocked at first, your heart was beating so fast, but your mouth talked before your brain could process. “Yes.” No questions asked. You knew each other for so long, you saw you had a great chemistry, why not marry the love of your life?
“Let’s fly together forever.”
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Pairing: cooking show chef!xiaojun x personal assistant!reader
Themes: smut
Word count: 2.5k
Summary: You come over to the kitchen set of Xiaojun’s cooking show to tell him you managed to get him what he had always dreamed of. However, once you reveal the big news, you discover his priorities have changed, and right now, the only thing he wants to do is you.
Warnings: dirty talk | fingering | kitchen set sex | unprotected sex | creampie | Xiaojun’s inner diva is showing | 
A/N support WayV lol | writing this for neosmutcollective mini wayv event
Xiaojun was utterly immersed in his world. Though it was already late at night, he was still behind the kitchen counter, chopping ingredients with his favorite knife. Right now, Xiaojun was in his element, oozing precision and determination to perfect his new recipe, and it somewhat felt like a sin to interrupt him.
You had big news to deliver, though. Having heard you out, Xiaojun would surely forgive you for your disruption. He had to. After all, you just managed to get him that cooking book contract he had always dreamed of.
Ever since you two had started working together, it was your goal to make Xiaojun a published author. Though he already owned three restaurants and starred in his own cooking show, Xiaojun was insatiable. The more fame and recognition he got, it was never enough.
You cleared your throat to obtain his attention, but it didn’t quite pull him out of his trance, so you decided to give him an extra minute.
Xiaojun looked incredibly attractive in his own habitat. In his white uniform and ridiculously big chef hat, Xiaojun looked like a whole damn Michelin three-star dish. No wonder he kept beating his viewing records with each new episode. People all across the country swooned over his culinary talent, incredible charisma, and breathtaking looks.
Having approached the kitchen counter, you knocked on the marble surface in hopes of obtaining his attention.
“Earth to Xiaojun,” you softly spoke, looking at his face. Apparently, the timing couldn’t have been worse as Xiaojun dropped his knife on the cutting board and swung it onto the floor, making a huge mess.
“What do you want!? Don’t you see I’m busy!?” Xiaojun barked before he turned around to get a clean set of kitchen utensils. “Get lost. I don’t want to talk to you,” he added, waving his hand at you, trying to chase you out of the kitchen space.
“Ugh, for the love of God, Xiaojun! How many times have we had this conversation? That diva tone doesn’t work on me,” you answered firmly, staring into his eyes, challenging him. His gaze was intense, his jaw was tensed, but you just smiled at him, ignoring his shenanigans altogether. It wasn’t the first time he lashed out at you, and you knew how to handle him.
“Okay, fine. What is it?” Xiaojun huffed, giving in. With his arms folded across his chest, he tapped his foot against the floor, impatiently waiting for the news.
“I got you that book offer. You’re gonna be a published author,” you exclaimed, ready to jump up and down in joy. However, Xiaojun didn’t seem to be particularly excited. “What’s the matter? Isn’t it what you’ve always wanted? I don’t get it,” you spoke, creasing your eyebrow in confusion, trying to read his bizarre expression.
Xiaojun seemed indifferent at best.
“Cancel it. Undo it. I won’t write it,” Xiaojun replied before he proceeded back to his previous task. It wasn’t wise to disturb him now, so you waited until all vegetables were neatly cubed and thrown into a bowl.
“Can you tell me what’s going on? I don’t understand. I thought you’ve always wanted it,” you inquired, trying a much calmer approach. Xiaojun didn’t use his knife now, but he was still holding it, and it wouldn’t be the first time someone earned a cut during a heated argument in the kitchen.
“I have,” Xiaojun replied with a deep sigh as he poured the chicken broth over the vegetables. “But it gets tiring, you know…” he added, as he took off his chef hat and threw it on the countertop, running his hand through his hair. “Everything is happening too fast. I thought I wanted it, but now, when I actually live that life, I realized I am not cut out for this.”
It was heart-breaking to listen to it. You two had been working very hard to get Xiaojun where he is right now, only to come to a conclusion it’s all wrong. Fame was a heavy cross to bear, and Xiaojun was slowly stumbling under its weight.
“Don’t tell me you want to quit,” you whispered, anxious to know the answer. Xiaojun’s eyes were trained on you, and you could see how tired he was. “How about you take it easy from now on instead of quitting it all together? It would be a shame to quit right at the finishing line,” you reasoned, hoping Xiaojun would consider it.
“I don’t know.”
“Let’s talk about it, okay?” you interjected before Xiaojun would impulsively ruin his career. “We’ve got only three more episodes to shoot. I could put you on hiatus until you decide you want to continue with another season. In the meantime, you could work on the cooking book at your own pace. Probably, I will make you record some cooking content on social media to keep you circulating on the web, so people won’t forget you. Except for that, your schedule would be clear to focus on whatever you need to focus on.”
Silence.
Xiaojun was staring at his chef hat, pondering your damn good points. When you put it like that, it was hard to say no. Besides, he had a feeling you would talk back instantly if he found faults in your argumentation.
Seconds passed without Xiaojun’s response. You were his voice of reason; he had to listen to you. Besides, not only was his career on the line. If he actually quitted, your superior would murder you. Xiaojun was the cash cow of the company; they couldn’t afford to lose him. He was at their rising star.
“Why do you always know what to say?” Xiaojun rhetorically asked, and you beamed, ready to grace him with an answer.
“I’m really good at my job,” you pointed out proudly. Thanks to your impeccable management and problem-solving capabilities, you managed to help Xiaojun rise to the top. “And also, I care about you. Sometimes, you’re a pain in the ass, but after all, you’re a good person. You are my friend, and I want you to be happy.”
“Fine, let’s do it your way. But we’re not shooting another season until I say so,” Xiaojun caved, smiling brightly at you. “You know what I really want to do, though?” He challenged as he rested his elbow on the counter, straightening his back, trying to appear taller and overall more confident.
His voice was quiet, and it suspiciously sounded as if he told “you.”
Shaking your head, you asked, “what?”
Xiaojun felt a sudden wave of confidence rush through him before he repeated himself clearly. No, there was no shred of doubt. You heard him loud and clear. Confidently, Xiaojun admitted that he really want to do was you.
“You seriously think I haven’t noticed the way you look at me?” Xiaojun spoke in a somewhat accusing tone, eyeing you from head to toe before he took a cautious step toward you. Intimidated, you took a step backward, and that timid action made Xiaojun smirk.
He knew exactly what type of effect he had on you. All memories of lingering glances you had stolen of him when you had believed he hadn’t been looking came back rushing to you. You weren’t as sly and discreet as you thought you were.
“It really flatters me,” Xiaojun teased with a smug smile. “Don’t deny it, and come here,” he urged, spreading his arms, waiting for you to run into him.
At first, you were sure Xiaojun was just messing with your head. You believed he was teasing you. You imagined him flick your forehead if you walked into his personal space. It was obvious he was mocking you. There was no way in hell that he wanted you the way you wanted him. You must’ve been seeing things.
“Jesus, woman! Hurry the fuck up,” Xiaojun warned you, losing his patience. “If you’re not coming here, I am coming there,” he added, giving you one last chance for a change of heart. “Screw it,” he cursed, surging forward, trapping you in his tight embrace.
His actions spoke louder than words. All your previous thoughts were gone; Xiaojun wouldn’t have bothered this much to pull a prank on you. He was genuine. Xiaojun held you still in his arms, waiting for you to make a move. He would never try anything without your permission, regardless of how delicious your lips looked.
“Kiss me,” he ordered, and you rushed, smashing your lips against his in a passionate kiss. It was everything you imagined it to be, but tenfold better. You had fantasized about his moment plenty of times, and weirdly enough, Xiaojun’s mouth somehow felt both soft and rough at the same time. “Now, we’re talking.”
You two completely lost it. Hands were running on your bodies as you engaged in a heated moment, relieving your much maddening frustration. It felt amazing, and you wished you could carry on until you both lose all your energy.
“Let’s go to my place,” you mumbled once you pulled away. Xiaojun still held you pressed against him as he waited for you to elaborate, being painfully clueless to your ulterior motive. “It’s much closer from here than yours,” you added, and Xiaojun only smiled dumbly, waiting for you to word your request in an even more ridiculous way.
“Why bother going anywhere when I can have you here?” Xiaojun playfully announced, giggling as his gaze shifted from your gorgeous eyes to the countertop. Almost instantly you realized what his crazy proposition was. Did you really want your first time with him to be on the kitchen island inside the cooking show set? It would be a blatant lie if you said you had never considered this.
“Fuck me then,” you urged, giving Xiaojun permission to ruin you right there.
Xiaojun didn’t waste any time. In an instant, he wrapped his arms around your thighs as he picked you up and gently sat down on the countertop. Except for your pencil skirt, your legs were bare, so you let out a slight hiss once you felt the cold marble against your skin.
Biting your lips, you spread your legs, letting Xiaojun stand right between them.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about fucking you here,” Xiaojun confessed before he leaned forward, stealing another desperate kiss. “You remember that time when we fought over the Oreo cake? I was so hard back then. I wanted to bend you over the counter so bad. I almost didn’t hold myself back.”
“You should’ve gone for it,” you whispered as you remembered that quarrel. That night Xiaojun had been the star of your fantasies when you used your vibrating friend to get yourself off. “I was so horny then. Almost as horny as right now,” you added, pulling him by his funny black tie, melting into yet another kiss.
Xiaojun was getting impatient. It was nice, but it wasn’t enough for him. Having untangled the knot of his apron, he yanked it off his hips, throwing it over his shoulder.
“I want to feel you so bad,” he murmured as he slid his fingers under your skirt, pulling your panties down your legs. “Let me prep you up,” Xiaojun uttered when his digits gently fondled your folds, gliding his knuckle inside of you. The moment you felt him, you let out a quiet moan, enjoying his little ministrations.
Xiaojun knew how to please a woman. He curled his fingers inside of you, stretching you out for his length. With your eyes shut closed, you focused on your pleasure, letting Xiaojun spoil you rotten. Though it was just mere petting, it felt nice as hell. He was getting you ready for his cock, and you basked in simple delight.
“Enough of that; I want you to fuck me now,” you kindly spoke, wrapping your palm around his wrist. “Please,” you added when you noticed how hesitant Xiaojun was of letting go. He planned on making you come first before properly fucking you with his cock, but since you asked him nicely, he decided to give you exactly what you wanted. Though he’d love to tease you some more, your pleading tone seemed to do the thing.
Swiftly, he yanked down his pants, revealing his member. It was standing proud, and you looked down at it, admiring it. Without any doubt, Xiaojun was to make your day.
As much as you wanted to return the favor, Xiaojun didn’t let you. Impatiently, he gave himself a few strokes before he aligned his cock with your entrance, rubbing its tip against your folds. Slowly, he pushed his hard length inside of you, making you groan.
Your grip on the edge of the countertop tightened as Xiaojun filled you up with his erection. At first, Xiaojun maintained a slow and steady rhythm. However, as you kept moaning his name and encouraging him to go faster, his thrusts became more rapid. Quickly, Xiaojun snapped his hips, finding your sweet spot in record time.
“Holy shit,” you exclaimed, feeling the knot inside of you tighten. You were moments away from your peak. Xiaojun’s cock stroked all the right places, pushing you off the edge. “Fuck, I am coming,” you shouted, kicking your head backward, welcoming the bliss that ripped through you.
When you were slowly descending back on Earth, Xiaojun kept chasing his release.
You could feel him throb inside of you. Then, an idea crossed your mind. Until now, it was Xiaojun who did all the work, so the least you could do was to encourage him to fill you up, to talk him through his orgasm.
“You fill me up so well. I came on your cock, and you’re still rock-hard. Do you want me to come again?” You complimented him, spilling filth. Though you weren’t sure if Xiaojun would be into dirty talk, you were certain he was eating it all up. Xiaojun was moaning your name as he snapped his hips, falling out of his even rhythm.
Xiaojun was near. His grip on your thighs tightened as he pounded inside of you, being only a few strokes away from his sweet bliss.
“Come inside of me,” you urged him. It was all it took to make him reach his peak. With a choked grunt, Xiaojun came, buckling his hips as he painted your walls with his release.
You remained silent as Xiaojun breathed heavily, trying to come back to his senses.
“If we’re ever doing it, here, again, I want you to spank me with this,” you commented as you reached for the spatula that sat on the other side of the counter. Xiaojun smirked upon seeing the kitchen utensil, tempted to try it out soon.
However, on second thought, tonight was just good as any other day.
“How about we take it with us over to your place,” Xiaojun proposed, and you cocked your eyebrow, excited to hear his suggestion. “Let’s get you cleaned up first,” he added as he bent down to pick up his apron. His release was dripping down your thighs, so he wiped it off with the fabric, looking rather pleased by the fact that you let him come inside of you.
“That sounds like a plan.”
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up from here - w.lc
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Pairing - Boyfriend!Lucas x Fem!Reader
Genre - Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship!AU
Warnings - oral (male receiving), public blowjob, oral creampie
Summary - Lucas is weird, to say the least. Even his dreams are weird but that won’t stop you from loving him and making sure that he knows that he is loved. 
Word Count - 1.3k
A/N - I can’t believe I really dreamt about Lucas asking me if I would love him if he were a bee gOD
Written for the Dreams Unfold Event hosted by @neosmutcollective​​. Check out the masterlist here.
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It was finally summer break and you had been lucky enough to schedule a short vacation for you and your boyfriend Lucas between his graduation and your impending doom at summer school. He wasn’t too picky about where you guys went so you decided to bring him home for a bit, especially since you knew how much your parents loved him.
About three hours into the flight you had left your seat next to a sleeping Lucas to go to the restroom and as you sat down and buckled yourself back in, you noticed him tossing and turning next to you with a frown on his face, which he had been doing for quite some time now. You decided to end his misery by shaking him awake, causing him to groggily open his eyes with evident confusion as he tried to figure out where he was.
When he caught your gaze his eyebrows immediately raised, “babe you still love me right?” He blurted.
“Lucas, be quiet,” you shushed, his voice a little too loud for the quiet airplane, “yes, I still love you. Why wouldn’t I?”
He let out a breath he wasn’t even aware that he was holding. “I dreamt that I became a bee and that you didn’t love me anymore,” you had to fight back the urge to laugh, “it was like the complete opposite of the bee movie!”
You placed a hand on his thigh to calm his excitement, “I’ll love you even if you became a bee.”
“Really?” He asked, slightly squirming under your grip. “You’d still love me?”
“Of course,” you assured him, “would you still love me if I were a bee?”
He paused for a second, “yes...but, there would also be some issues.” You were just the tiniest bit hurt at this. You had told him that you’d undoubtedly love him if he were no longer human yet he has the nerve to say that he’d only love you conditionally.
“Issues with what?” You asked.
“With uhhh,” his eyes darted from your eyes to your lips, then down to the hand on his thigh before he grabbed it and brought it under the blanket that was covering him, placing it on his crotch where you could feel his arousal. “With stuff like this.”
Your eyes widened as you processed what was happening, “Lucas,” you exclaimed in shock, “you can’t possibly be turned on by the thought of one of us being a bee.”
“I’m not! It’s just that, well, when I was a bee, you had locked me out from your bedroom window and all I could do was watch as you changed your clothes,” you gave him a playful squeeze, making his voice falter, “a-and I couldn’t touch you, I couldn’t kiss you, I couldn’t tell you how beautiful you are, and it was so upsetting.”
“Aww, you poor thing,” you cooed, giving him a quick kiss on his cheek as you traced the outline of his pulsing cock through the layers of his clothing.
“Please, please, please help me,” he begged, “I wanna cum so badly.”
“Babe, I’m not letting you fuck me on a plane,” you stated.
One of his hands traveled under the blanket, covering yours that was resting on his crotch. “I don’t have to be inside you, just this is enough,” he sighed out as he began guiding your hand up and down his clothed length. “Please?”
You nodded slowly, as if you were weighing your options, “and what’s in it for me?”
“I’ll fuck you so hard the next time we do it, I promise,” he blurted out.
“Mmm, I don’t think that’s enough…”
“I’ll buy your meals for a day,” when he saw that you still weren’t all that excited, “okay how about two?”
“Deal. But I get to choose where we eat,” you told him, at which he senselessly agreed, just wanting to get his release.
You started by teasing the head of his dick, running a finger up and down the sensitive area as if you were tickling it. Just that alone was enough to get Lucas to shudder in his seat. Satisfied at the reaction he gave, you decided to do a little more for him, pressing your palm lightly on the tip of his member and running it down ever so slowly then cupping the base of his cock and balls at the end. “More,” he pleaded weakly, and you gladly obliged upon seeing how good he was behaving.
Pulling the waistband of his sweatpants down, wanting to take your time, you distracted him with kisses to his neck and jaw. You inserted your hand into his pants, doing the same motions you did before except now there were fewer layers between your hand and his throbbing length.
His breath hitched when you finally snuck your fingers past the elastic of his underwear, allowing your skin to meet his and feeling the heat from his dick spread through your hand. Lucas turned to kiss you, effectively muting the sounds he made as you began spreading his precum from the head of his member, running a finger around it and enjoying the way your boyfriend fell apart from your touch.
You started to slowly pump your hand up and down his veiny cock, its weight and thickness feeling so satisfying to hold. Feeling him twitch in your grasp, you loosened your grip, not wanting your fun to end so soon, drawing a quiet whine from your boyfriend. “Please let me cum,” he begged, breaking away from your kiss and looking up at you with his cute expression, as if he were a puppy that needed his owner to take care of him.
When your motions finally picked up in speed, you felt the strong muscles of his thighs clench while he shallowly rutted into your hand. “Fuck, can I cum in your mouth?” He asked, brows furrowed in concentration, his hands scrunching up the fabric of the blanket on his lap.
You sat up, quickly checking to make sure no one was watching the two of you and no flight attendants would be coming by. Seeing that the coast was clear, you turned back to him, “fine but make quick.”
“Yes, thank you,” he sighed out as you lowered your mouth onto his length, your saliva coating it while he continued to rock into your warmth. You didn’t even have the chance to tease him with your tongue since he began desperately thrusting into your lips, fucking your mouth like he would your pussy.
You felt his dick twitching once more, hungrily chasing its release so you placed a hand onto his lower abdomen to keep his hips down as a safety precaution, and not a moment too soon. Lucas lets out a strained moan the moment he begins spilling his load into your mouth, its bitter and salty taste coating your tongue.
He continued to shallowly thrust into you, riding out his high though a shiver went through his body as you swallowed around his length then swirled your tongue around its head to clean him up. Lucas let out a heavy breath of relief, his body going limp when you finally pulled away from his now sensitive cock. You let him recover while doing your best to take care of him, tucking him back into his underwear and readjusting his sweats, neatly tying back together the strings that had gotten loose.
At last, when you were straightening out the blanket to cover your boyfriend’s large frame, he had enough strength to say “thanks, love you.”
“Love you too, bee boy,” you playfully remarked, patting his firm chest as he dozed off once more.
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NEO SMUT COLLECTIVE EVENT #5: DREAMS UNFOLD MASTERLIST
This masterlist will be updated throughout the event as fics are posted. To the authors participating, be sure to use the tag #nsckickback to be seen and added to the masterlist. Please end an ask to the network or message Admin Tomie (@lucas-wongs​) if you have any questions/concerns regarding the event. See the official event post here.
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Kun
‘Whenever the sun is hiding’ | @alreadyblondenow​​​ | 3.8k   - Pairing(s): General!Kun x warrior!female reader - Genre(s): SMUT, FLUFF, angst?, Mulan AU, enemies to lovers - Warning(s): this story is so asian because it is a Mulan AU, this is a time where women are allowed to be warriors, mentions of heavy training bc they’re warriors, cheating but… youll get it once you read it, unprotected sex, mentions of fingering, mentions of Kun fantasizing about the reader fucking him, fingering, a lot of kisses, slight exhibitionism, mentions of other idols - Summary: “And I wish that she’s you. If we have met a little bit sooner I’d marry you. Why can’t it be you?”
‘FLY AWAY WITH ME’ | @justonedaywithmysunshine​​​​ | 5.5k   - Pairing(s): Pilot! Kun x Reader - Genre(s): Fluff, Smut - Warning(s): Mentions of bullying, mentions of alcohol (wine), phone sex, nipple play, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe please), cum play. - Summary: After a class reunion, Kun and you, high school sweethearts, start to talk again. He achieved his dream of being a pilot and he takes you to fly with him, to then make you reach the clouds in a night full of passion.
Winwin
‘Only Human’ | @lucas-wongs​ | 2.1k   - Pairing(s): Boyfriend!Sicheng x Fem!Reader - Genre(s): Angst, Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship!AU - Warning(s): implied character death, description of having a stroke, unprotected sex, creampie, cock warming - Summary: You dream about Sicheng all the time and love telling him about them when you wake up. But this one, you hope to never see again even if it did give you a happy ending.
Lucas
‘up from here’ | @lucas-wongs​​ | 1.3k   - Pairing(s): Boyfriend!Lucas x Fem!Reader - Genre(s): Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship!AU - Warning(s): oral (male receiving), public blowjob, oral creampie - Summary: Lucas is weird, to say the least. Even his dreams are weird but that won’t stop you from loving him and making sure that he knows that he is loved. 
Xiaojun
‘out to lunch’ | @just-come-baek​ | 2.5k   - Pairing(s): cooking show chef!xiaojun x personal assistant!reader - Genre(s): smut - Warning(s): dirty talk, fingering, kitchen set sex, unprotected sex, creampie, Xiaojun’s inner diva is showing - Summary: You come over to the kitchen set of Xiaojun’s cooking show to tell him you managed to get him what he had always dreamed of. However, once you reveal the big news, you discover his priorities have changed, and right now, the only thing he wants to do is you.
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yuta-nakamots · 3 years
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only human - d.sc
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Pairing - Boyfriend!Sicheng x Fem!Reader
Genre - Angst, Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship!AU
Warnings - implied character death, description of having a stroke, unprotected sex, creampie, cock warming
Summary - You dream about Sicheng all the time and love telling him about them when you wake up. But this one, you hope to never see again even if it did give you a happy ending.
Word Count - 2.1k 
A/N - I really did dream this about Sicheng but without the smut lmao I was so freaked out when it was happening 
Written for the Dreams Unfold Event hosted by @neosmutcollective​. Check out the masterlist here.
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You were driving on the freeway to a destination unknown, accompanied by your boyfriend Sicheng and his close friend Lucas. The reason why Lucas was with you was also unknown. There were hardly any other cars on the road, your headlights casting a desolate glow in front of you.
It was almost completely silent aside from the quiet lo-fi music that Lucas was playing through the sound system until suddenly from beside you, “where is my arm?” Sicheng muttered. You paid it no thought, thinking he was just drowsy from sleep. “How is the road?” His voice rose at the end, as if he didn’t know what the word ‘road’ meant.
“It’s good babe, it’s not too bumpy or anything,” you answered, playing along with whatever charade he was putting on.
“My head...hurts,” he groaned, “and we spin?” At this rate you were getting really concerned. Looking over at him, his face was contorted in pain as he was curled against the door, showing that he wasn’t just spouting nonsense.
“Lucas,” you whispered, checking into the rear-view mirror for him, “call the ambulance,” you ask of him once you see that he’s awake. He did what he was told as you pulled over to the shoulder of the road. “Give me the phone,” you commanded anxiously, which Lucas gladly obliged to, probably because he had no idea what to say anyways.
“911, what’s your emergency?” The operator began.
Your focus was on Sicheng again as you tried to describe his state. “Hi, I was driving on the I-205 and my boyfriend began saying weird things and saying his head hurts and something is spinning.”
There was a slight pause as the operator took note of the situation. “Ma’am, did he mentioned anything else.”
You knew he had said other things but couldn’t remember exactly what they were. You watched as his right hand flew to his left bicep before he whimpered pathetically, “arm gone.”
“He keeps saying that his arm is gone, but it’s clearly not.” You relayed.
“And these statements, are they in full, coherent sentences?” The operator asked.
“No, not really.”
“Ma’am I believe he is having a stroke. Please give me an address or approximate area so I can send an ambulance your way.”
“Uh, we just passed exit 288 I believe, we’re pulled over on the right hand side of the road on the I-205.”
“Alright thank you, medical support will be there soon. Please stay on the line with me until they arrive.” You nodded as if they could see you. “Where were you traveling to?”
“I-I don’t really know…”
“Uh-huh,” the operator acknowledged as if you had said a real location, “and who are you traveling with?”
“It’s me, my boyfriend, and our close friend.”
“May I ask for all your names and your phone number?”
By the time you had given the operator all the information, you could already see the flashing lights of the ambulance as it approached. “I think I see the ambulance.”
“Alright ma’am, thank you for your cooperation and I wish you the best.” With that the line went dead. How odd.
You stepped out of the car and motioned for Lucas to do the same. As the paramedics came to greet you with a stretcher, you led them to the passenger door, opening it as gently as possible so Sicheng wouldn’t fall out. He kept moaning and muttering things incoherently though he was clearly in even more pain and was more confused than before as the paramedics situated him onto the stretcher.
You and Lucas followed them as they loaded him onto the ambulance and allowed them to do their job. They were hooking him up to machines to take his vitals and you must’ve looked awfully distraught for Lucas to speak up. “He’ll be okay, you know.”
“How do you know that?” You question.
Lucas shrugged, “I don’t know for sure but it’s better than saying he won’t be okay, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” you sighed apprehensively, “I guess.”
There was a commotion coming from inside the ambulance and you saw them beginning to do CPR on Sicheng and his heart rate flat-lined. Something about this didn’t seem quite right. If he is experiencing a stroke, why would they be doing compressions? As far as you knew, a stroke dealt with the brain while CPR was meant for the heart. And weren’t they supposed to be doing all this on the way to the hospital?
After what seemed like only a few seconds, the paramedics stopped assisting him and their leader came up to you, “he is dead but we will take him to the hospital for clearance.”
“W-what?!” You exclaimed as the paramedic walked away. Lucas had to hold you back from going after them and only released you once the ambulance started to pull away. “He’s dead? He can’t be, there’s no way! I swear humans can survive a few minutes without a pulse...they didn’t even try to restart it with the AED!”
As you stormed over to get into your car and follow the ambulance, Lucas held you once again, bringing you into a hug. “Y/n, it’s okay,” he whispered, grasping onto you firmly, the rumble of his voice spreading through you.
“But Sicheng isn’t okay! You can’t just let him go like that!”
“It’s okay,” Lucas repeated, though this time you felt his grasp on your arm get tighter and almost as if he was shaking you. “It’s okay,” he said once more, “y/n, wake up,” he pleaded. Though the voice wasn’t his, it was Sicheng’s.
“Wake up,” you heard once more and you felt your realities shift as your eyes sprung open staring straight into Sicheng’s from where he laid next to you, your limbs flailing at your sudden consciousness. “Hey, calm down, it’s just a dream,” he told you, one of his hands coming to rest on your cheek.
“It was- You were- Th-they said you were dead! You had a stroke and died but they didn’t even help you!” You spewed.
“Baby, it’s okay, I’m right here,” Sicheng assured you, “look, we’re in our room, in our bed, and it’s 4am in the morning.” He could tell you still didn’t believe him entirely. “We are not in a hospital, trust me. This is our apartment, the one we bought together last year.”
As your sense started to return to normal, your brain finally wrapped itself around the situation and you swung a leg over Sicheng, straddling him before leaning down and kissing him. “I though you were gone,” you confessed, tears welling up in your eyes at the thought of losing him.
“I’m right here,” he promised between kisses, “I’m not going anywhere.”
You basked in the feeling of his lips on yours, your tongues entertwining as Sicheng deepened the kiss. He wrapped an arm around your waist before sitting up, both of your torsos pressed tightly together. As you settled back into his lap, you felt something poking into your thigh. You broke the kiss to look down and saw the clear bulge in his athletic shorts, confirming your suspicions. “Dong Sicheng, I can’t believe you’re hard right now, at this very moment.” He pursed his lips, his eyes going wide as they bore into yours, waiting for your next move. “I had a nightmare that you died and you’re turned on by that?”
“No no, I’m not turned on by that-”
“Then what is it?”
“I don’t know,” his hands flew up in exasperation, “I just woke up from you tossing and turning and it was like this.”
Resting your arms around his shoulders and bringing your forehead to his, you brought your bodies impossibly closer while ever so slightly shifting around in his lap to tease him. “I don’t believe you,” you told him with a smirk.
“Well are you going to help me or not?” He nearly pleaded, his hips pushing up against yours.
You snuck a hand past the waistband of his shorts, unsurprised at his lack of underwear. “I guess I have to,” you complied, grabbing ahold of his warm and pulsing length. You began pumping a hand up and down his cock, causing his head to fall to the crook of your neck. Sicheng left messy kisses across the expanse of your neck, and exposed collar, his hands going up your shirt to gently cup your breasts until he decided his was tired of it and began puling your shirt off.
The second it was off past your chest, Sicheng’s lips were already on you, covering the untouched areas of your chest, latching onto a nipple while his hand played with the other. You cradled his head almost as if he were a baby, with both of your hands getting lost in his soft brown hair. You let him suck and fondle at your breasts for a little while longer until the ache in your core grew to be too much.
After sliding your bottoms and near-soaked underwear off, you repositioned yourself above the head of his cock, using a hand to help guide his member into you. As you lowered yourself onto his length, Sicheng busied himself with kissing along your jaw, his hands moving to hold your hips once you were fully seated in his lap. Ever so slowly, you let yourself rise and fall on his cock, making him moan and lean backwards against the headboard of the bed.
Placing your hands on his broad chest, you used it to gain leverage as you began bouncing on his dick. Sicheng looked so pretty beneath you, his cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, his lips plump and slick, his skin covered in the slightest sheen of sweat. You continued your movements until you felt your legs growing tired, opting instead to draw mindless shapes in his lap. You relished in the way his slick member slid in and out of you, feeling so good when it stretched you out.
This tempo wasn’t all to Sicheng’s liking though, but he took matters into his own hands, his arms coming up from behind you, his fingers gripping onto your shoulders as he rolled the two of you over and began rocking his hips into yours. You wrapped your legs around him, allowing him to push deeper into you as he gradually started to go at a steady pace.
He let go of your frame in exchange for planting his forearms on either side of your head so he could watch your expressions as he got high off of his cock. Your eyes closed at the feeling of overwhelming pleasure when he hit the deeper parts of you, filling you up ever so perfectly. “Yes, just like that,” you told him as your walls were clenched around him, so soft and warm whenever he thrusted into you.
Sicheng started to let out little whimpers as he continued thrusting, a sign that he was getting close. You reached a hand down to stimulate your clit, wanting to come with him while he moved to sit back on his knees, pulling your body further down the bed. In this position, he began drilling into you as he desperately chased his high. “Let me do it,” he breathed when he saw your hand between your legs. He pushed it away and quickly replaced it with his own, his thumb drawing circles onto your clit.
You heard his breath hitch and felt his hips stutter as his length twitched inside of you. Sicheng pushed himself to be fully connected with you as he released in your walls, shallowly thrusting as if to milk his own dick, “I love you,” you quietly blurted. The feeling of his hot cum spreading in your core brought you to your own orgasm, your muscles fluttering and spasming around him. Sicheng held you as you powered through your own release on his member, not wanting to lose the feeling of warmth around him just yet.
“Fuck, I love you too,” you answered as you started coming down off your high. You could feel the mix of your juices start to spill out when Sicheng set your hip back down onto the bed and moved to lie on top of you. His cock was softening inside of you but you didn’t mind it all that much since you were already on you way to sleep again though hopefully with a more pleasant dream this time.
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NEO SMUT COLLECTIVE EVENT #5: DREAMS UNFOLD
To celebrate WayV’s newest album, we will be hosting a mini writing event! This event will focus on the central theme of dreams, based on the lyrics from their title track, ‘Kick Back’. Such examples include a character following their dreams and living out their aspirations, like writing an Architect!AU for Ten, a Fireman!AU for Lucas, or a Game Programmer!AU for Xiaojun since those are their preferred jobs if they were not an idol. Another example would be if a character is dreaming and you are describing the dream in detail or something happens in the plot due to the said dream. Feel free to come up with your own but the theme of dreams must remain.
This event is open to members only, so you must be a part of the Neo Smut Collective in order to participate. The event will take place from May 4th to 17th, featuring the members of WayV and following the specified calendar below. Only the members of WayV, which are Kun, Ten, Winwin, Lucas, Xiaojun, Hendery, and Yangyang, will be part of this event and fics for a particular member must be posted on the date listed in the calendar below. For example, if you wish to write for Lucas, it must be posted on May 8th or 9th.
There are no spots for this event, meaning that you can write for any member(s) you would like to and create as many works as you want. In order to participate in this event, we ask that you either send an ask to the network or send a message through Tumblr to our event manager @lucas-wongs (Tomie) notifying us of your interest along with the keyword to show that you have thoroughly read this post.
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Rules and Information
The writing event is open to Neo Smut Collective members only.
The minimum word count is 200 words since shorter works such as timestamps and drabbles are encouraged. 
Though we would like to see shorter works, we ask that you include a ‘read more’ before the explicit content.
You may post your fics starting on May 4th through May 17th following the calendar shown above.
Your work must contain smut in it to be reblogged by us.
For any questions or concerns about the event, feel free to send an ask to the network or a message to Admin Tomie.
We will be tracking the tag #nsckickback so please tag your works with this in order to be reblogged by us.
Send an ask to us if you would like to participate in the writing event or message @lucas-wongs through Tumblr.
The message should contain: 1) The member(s) you will be writing for. 2) A brief summary of how your work(s) will fit the theme. Keyword: Horizon.
Please reblog this post if you will be joining the event.
Congratulations once more to WayV on the release of their album and we look forward to seeing all your works for this event!
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Event organized by Admin Tomie, graphics done by Head Admin B (@alreadyblondenow) for the Neo Smut Collective.
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