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multifanhoe99 · 6 months

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Kinktober Day 21- Breeding Kink

Pairing: Husband!Keeho x Fem!Reader

Warnings: They call each other baby, big dick Keeho, spanking if you squint, lots of talk of wanting pregnancy and a baby, cumplay kinda, lots and lots of cum.

=Let me know if I missed any.=

18+ MDNI

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You and Keeho have been together for a long time now. After years of marriage you are more certain than ever that Keeho would be a great father. Now, you two have both always shared a love for the breeding fantasy. He loved hearing you beg him to cum deep inside you so that you would be nice and pregnant with his baby. That being said, you both knew it was not the time to actually start having kids. Now, it's starting to feel like that has changed though. So you decided to bring it up to him when he got home that night.

"Baby," you said, "I was thinking that we've been together for years now and things have started to calm down. I was wondering if maybe we should start trying to start a family now."

He looked down at you cuddling into his side. Then he smiled, "Are you saying that you want to start trying to have a baby for real?" You nodded smiling just as wide as he was.

"So," he said eyes darkening with lust, "Does that mean I get to breed you properly now?" You shivered and nodded. He grinned wickedly.

"Well," he said standing and carrying you into the bedroom, "The only proper way to start a family is to cum deep inside you so that you get pregnant with my child." You shivered and moaned as he began pulling off your clothes. He kissed his way down your body until he was kneeling between your legs. The feelings of desire and anticipation were already overwhelming. You felt the cool air on your sensitive pussy and you moaned out loud.

You could feel his cock twitch in response. You shivered as he grazed his rough tongue over your pussy lips. Then he flicked his hot tongue rapidly across your clit. He keeps the motion going only stopping briefly when he decides to enter two fingers into you to help stretch you out for his cock. This went on for a few minutes until you just couldn't wait anymore.

"Oh god, Keeho!" You moaned, "Fuck me!" He didn't waste any time. He plunged his thick cock deep inside you and you moaned out loud. He grabbed your thighs pushing them back against your chest to get the best angle. He began fucking into you slowly at first and then gaining speed. His balls slapped against you as he went. You loved the feeling of his cock filling you up. You loved the feeling of it stretching you. It had been too long since you had the pleasure of being fucked properly.

"Oh god Keeho," you moaned out loud, "I'm so close already." Keeho just grunted as he continued to fuck you hard.

"Harder," you moaned again. He obliged and began pounding into you. The feeling was almost too much to handle but you wanted it to keep going. Suddenly he pulled out of you. You let out a whimper at the feeling of being empty.

"Turn over," he said. You groaned but turned over so that you were on your knees facing away from him. He grabbed your hips and paused. He gave your ass a light slap before he pressed his cock to your pussy. You gasped as he pushed himself deep inside you. He began fucking you again. You loved the feeling of him being so deep inside of you. You couldn't wait to feel his hot cum shoot deep inside of you getting you nice and pregnant. It wouldn't be long now until you had a nice big belly full of his baby. You moaned out loud and pressed your face against the bed.

"Oh god yes," you cried out, "I love the feeling of your cock inside of me!" Keeho was panting heavily behind you. He reached his hand around to your front and began rubbing your clit. The feeling was overwhelming and your orgasm began to build.

"Oh god Keeho," you moaned out loud, "I'm going to cum soon I'm so close!" Your voice got higher and higher as he rubbed you faster and faster.

"Cum for me baby," Keeho grunted, "Cum on my cock. I want to feel you cumming on me while I fill you up with my cum." This was all it took. The words sent you over the edge and you began to cum.

"FUCK!" you screamed out as your world exploded. It felt so good. Keeho continued to fuck into you chasing his own impending orgasm. Just the thought of him cumming deep inside you and filling you up had you wanting to cum again. His hands tightened on your hips as he fucked you harder. You could feel him shaking behind you as he got closer to cumming.

"Oh god baby," he said, "I'm going to cum so hard for you. I want to cum deep inside you so that you get pregnant." Those words sent you over the edge again and this time you cums so hard that you almost pass out. The pleasure was almost too much for you to handle but you wanted Keeho to cum. You wanted him to fill you up with his hot cum. You could feel him getting closer to cumming and every time he thrust into you you could feel his big cock rubbing against your g-spot. You couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Cum inside of me Keeho," you moaned, "I want to feel your hot cum deep inside of me." That was all Keeho could take. His breathing quickened and you could feel his thrusts start to get sloppy. He kept thrusting into you until you felt his hips halt as he came deep inside of you.

"Fuck, baby," he said, "That's it. Take all of my cum deep inside your pretty little pussy. You're going to be so beautiful all nice and pregnant with my baby. I can't wait, you're going to be such a good mom." When he was done emptying himself inside of you he slowly pulled out. Some of his cum started to leak out a bit but, he took his fingers, wiped it up, and shoved it back inside of you.

"Don't want to waste any do we, baby," he said. He helped you get dressed and then got dressed himself cuddling with you once again. He was holding you close rubbing your tummy when he said, "I meant it you know."

"Meant what," you asked.

"That you'd make a great mom," he said.

You smiled, "Thank you. I think you'll make a great dad. Plus, if it didn't work this first time that means we get to keep doing this until it does. I can't wait to be big and pregnant with our baby."

"Careful," he said with a smile, "Keep talking like that and I will be ready for round two."

"Well," you said, "Maybe we should do it twice just to make sure. Won't you cum deep inside me again?" He growled in response flipping you over. Let's just say it was a long night for you both and it would be a surprise for everyone if you didn't end up pregnant after tonight.

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A/N: I am so sorry this is late. Yesterday was a long day. Don't forget that I need suggestions for three more days and I will also start needing requests for things to write after kinktober.

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modanisgf · 2 months

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ATTENTION! , KAZUHA NAKAMURA

☆ SUMMARY— you were a regular at your school's cafe, always meeting up with your friends there before class. kazuha always noticed you when you came, stealing glances at you any chance she could. what happens when kazuha’s coworkers try to get her to talk to you?

☆ PAIRING(S)— café worker kazuha x college student fem reader

☆ GENRE— fluff, wlw, mutual pining, strangers to friends to lovers, ___ fell first but ___ fell harder trope

☆ WARNINGS— kys jokes, mentions of death, profanity, irregular updates, pet names, main character is whipped for kazuha..

☆ FEATURING— lesserafim, p1harmony, newjeans, riize

☆ STATUS— ongoing! updates every saturday

☆ A/N— if u saw this before and it disappeared its bc i keep privating it 😭

"A-T-T-E-N-T-I-ON, ATTENTION IS WHAT I WANT!"

profiles: cafè haters , best armys ‼️

01 — SUNSHINE

02 — LOVE GALORE

03 — ASAP

04 — GET UP

05 — FLASH FORWARD

06 — RYD

07 — THINKIN’ BOUT YOU

08 — COLOGNE

09 — MIDAS TOUCH

TAGS 🏷️ (OPEN)— @haerinsloverr @greenniee @emphobics @seunghancore @aeriniee @aeriigfs @swtbabydoll @jayjj7 @ssamchu @xen248 @addorations

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sminiac · 2 months

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hi!! could you do showering with piwon? :] (either SFW or NSFW, whatever you prefer 🤍) love your work so much

💌 — Gotchu! Thank you sm my dear, you’re so kind <3

⋆ Y. Keeho

Has a specific playlist he often plays, when you start joining him you automatically become the shared owner of it, this wouldn’t be intentional, he just has a good ear and somehow always manages to remember your favourite songs atm. He’d secure that moment of time spent singing, gossiping, kissing you in his memory, when he’s in the shower at his place or in another part of the world with a bitter lack of your presence he can at least feel a faint sense of it, you.

The type to make fun shapes out of soap bubbles on your head, then bends down enough for you to reach so you can do the same. When you’re taking turns to be fully under the stream of water he lets you have a few extra minutes even though he’s freezing and starting to shiver, washes the shampoo out of his hair with one hand so the other can keep you close in an effort to keep you warm.

Remainder of members under the cut!

⋆ C. Taeyang

Clingy in general, clingier tenfold once you get him under the water and there’s not even a layer of clothes to keep him separated from your skin. Would hold you the whole time if he could, sticks to you like a leech. It’s hair wash day? His heads on your chest, arms wrapped securely around your waist, letting you do your thing, he’s okay as long as he’s got a feel of you. He’d have on odd thing for helping you wash your face, thinks it’s therapeutic, foaming up the cleanser between his fingers so he can gently move at your skin, will giggle if the bubbles make you look silly, but he’d allow you to do the same so you can understand why he’s laughing.

Frequently does face masks with you, like a little self care date, picks out your pyjamas, prepares little snacks for you like cut up fruit, does his best to make it look pretty too. I feel like he’d also do this with baths? You’re a little more stressed than usual and don’t want to lift a finger? He’s got you! Talks to you if you want him to, sings, even just silence, as long as you’re happy and he’s helping you relax.

⋆ C. Jiung

He’d be very intent on just getting in and out so the two of you don’t waste any of the hot water due to how many others are in line behind you— usually he doesn’t pay any mind to the possibility that sometimes you just want to relax in his arms with hot water running down your back, his body heat keeping you shielded from the drafts of cold air that creeps its way to you. When you ask of him to just stay with you for a minute longer he’s immediately accepting, turning back to you with a soft smile and a wet kiss to your forehead as he envelops you back up against his chest, the smell of his shampoo mingling with his body wash heavy in your nose, distinct enough for you to tell which is which.

Jiung’s such a hands on type of bf, he’s always working out tiny tight spots in your body, whether it’s direct through the tips of his fingers, sometimes even his knuckles, or it’s just the soothing firmness of his palm pulling and running against your skin. Lets you rest into him, especially if you had a stressful day that’s starting to make you weary, sometimes he’ll even offer to help with your routine, your hair too if the day calls for it.

⋆ H. Intak

I can only think of the sound of both of your giggles breaking past the steady sound of water when it comes to Intak, just getting so lost in each others company that the outside world and who awaits rather impatiently on the other side of the door may as well not even exist. He has a habit of snapping pics that aren’t quite scandalous as they are intimate, bare shoulders, smiles and wet hair together, my heart is crushed by domestic Intak, the photos growing in abundance as the months pass, the comfortability with one another in such a vulnerable yet loving state becoming more and more evident.

He’s such a groper. Always needs a good squeeze of something, but I also think he wouldn’t mind helping you shave your legs, hear me out cause this might sound silly but there’s just something so ???? Attractive about it ???? Wouldn’t mind that there’s body hair to begin with, it’s only natural of course, but he’d be so focussed in not nicking you with the blade, that he has a good glide, that he didn’t miss any spots. Helps you put lotion/oil on after too. Such an expert with using his knuckles to massage your calf’s as he rubs it in, probably even presses a few kisses along your legs in the process.

⋆ H. Shota

Most prone to getting soap in his eyes, but from his own doing. As soon as the faint sting starts he’s panicked, so dramatic about it too, reaching out for you acting like as soon as the tiniest bit of soap slips in his vision is at risk of being permanently damaged. Once he pats his eyes dry he’s curling into you, holding himself there, letting the warm water run down his back until he can finally blink without it burning— I think with this unintentional yet reoccurring habit he’d ask of you on a whim to work the shampoo into his hair one day, even if you aren’t in the shower with him and just awkwardly leaning into the shower with sore arms he’ll always ask of you to help again after he experiences the magic of your fingers on his scalp.

Becomes the same with massages, we’ve seen how structured his arms are, so if he’s hitting higher weights or doing more sets, soreness is going to be a hell of an excuse to have your hands working more pressure into targeted spots along his upper body with a thin emulsified layer of body wash between your skin and his.

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m00nbap · 1 year

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Dirt is really tasty. Swallow it.

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k-etak · 18 days

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exchange of glances are silent poems.

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shanbinswf · 9 months

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LEAVE YOUR LOVER — yoon keeho [repost]

landing page. main masterlist.

pairing: best friend roommate keeho x afab reader

genre: mild angst, mild fluff, smut (mdni)

plot: your best friend and roommate keeho doesn’t take too kindly to how your boyfriend treats you, so after some good food and a few glasses of wine, he makes a proposal. one night with him, and if you feel nothing, he’ll never bring up how shit your boyfriend is again.

wc: 4714

warnings under the cut.

warnings: reader cheats on her boyfriend, reader’s boyfriend is a right asshole (still don’t defend her cheating), mentions of body image and low self esteem, mentions of food and eating, mentions of alcohol consumption and being mildly drunk, kind of drunk sex but also kind of not. technically a part one.

YOU WOULD NEVER SAY YOU HATED YOUR BOYFRIEND PER SAY, BUT HE WAS FOR SURE MAKING HIS WAY INTO YOUR BAD BOOKS AS OF RECENT WEEKS.

His most recent stunt? You were meant to be hanging out with him over the course of a couple of days at some spa retreat weekend he had planned, only for him to flake out the morning of. He claimed he had some work ‘things’ he had yet to finish, but you knew the truth—he just wanted to spend the weekend drunk with his boys and forget he had a girlfriend back home, something he was seemingly starting to do quite often.

Lucky you hadn’t packed your bags. You had faced one too many weekend getaway trips being cancelled at the last minute for an array of reasons—none of which you believed.

He seemed to forget you both ran in the same circle of friends, though, so you often caught him out in his lies through the social media posts your friends posted with or of him. And the most recent night out? He even had a woman’s arms around his neck while they danced.

Your best friend and roommate, Yoon Keeho, was witness to all the screaming and writhing around you did when you held your phone to your face and read over the shitty messages your even shittier boyfriend send you.

While you couldn’t say you hated your boyfriend—despite being not far off from being able to make the claim; Keeho was less forgiving and very open about the fact he hated your boyfriend with his entire being.

Each time you invited your boyfriend over, Keeho was less than accommodating. He often made sure to push his way to sit between you so your boyfriend was either sandwiched to the end of the couch, or worst case, Keeho always made an effort to make himself as big as possible so he took up more space which more often than not ended with your boyfriend being forced to sit on the singular bean bag chair—the same one you often drunk-made out with Keeho on. A secret your boyfriend didn’t need to know.

Keeho lazed back in his usual chair at the small table you had both just bought and assembled. His fingers gently played with the stalk of the wine glass, and his eyes looked everywhere around the apartment bar at you. “We’ve really made this place our own, don’t you think?” A small, soft smile tugged at his lips.

You nodded your head, looking around also. The place was mostly decorated with Ikea furniture, but you had both chipped in to buy everything—it helped you had similar tastes. You admired the red pull out double bed couch in the living room, and you couldn’t help but feel excitement at the 55 inch TV that decorated the wall which cost… a lot. But it was worth it. It made your movie nights all the more exciting.

“Shame we can’t break the table in,” Keeho’s voice became low, barely audible but as the apartment was silent, you could still hear every word that passed his lips. At first, you didn’t respond. It took a few seconds of the words to sink in. And when they finally did, your eyebrow raised in reaction.

“Excuse me? I plan to eat at the table every meal, every day,” You defended, sitting up straighter. Your knees hit the leg of the table, making it shake slightly. You rushed to grab the base if your wine glass, not wanting to spill any. It was a bottle Keeho bought when you first moved out to live alone, mere weeks before he begged to move in with you as his old roommates were being kicked out of their apartment at that time.

And what kind of best friend would you be if you said no to him?

Keeho’s face deadpanned, and you realised the meaning behind his words rather swiftly. You gasped, but then raised your hand to hide your laugh. You tilted your head back. “Gross, I don’t want to think about my best friend fucking some random girl on the table I eat at!” Your face crinkled as you cringed, shaking your head furiously to try to rid yourself of the thought.

Keeho raised an eyebrow, leaning on his elbows. He leant across the table, and you felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. You had a boyfriend, the feelings you had for Keeho were wrong. But you still couldn’t snuff them out—no matter how hard you tried.

“Who said it was going to be some random woman? I was planning on fucking someone you know quite well,” And while a part of you thought he was insinuating it be yourself, you shook your head and reminded yourself to not get lost in the fantasy. You saw the girls he followed on his social media apps, the ones he often thirsted over (yes, even to you as he thrust his phone into your hand for better view of the screen)—the women who you deemed a total opposite to yourself.

“If you fuck one of my friends, you’re sleeping in a shitty tent on the balcony and I’m selling your room to someone else,” You faux threatened, but the humour didn’t reach your eyes as your chest ached just at the thought of his hands on someone else, ached at the thought of his attention being stolen by someone else—even worse at the idea of it being someone you know and call a friend.

You wanted that. You wanted… him.

Keeho leant back against his seat and brought the wine glass to his lips, tilting his head as he took a sip. He looked elegant, his white shirt sleeves pushed up his arms and his glasses sat on the edge of his nose. You wanted to pounce on him, but ever since you had been friends with him at the start of your college years, you had found great strength and control.

Back then, you always found Keeho incredibly attractive and even considered asking him for a one night stand several times, but when you guys went clubbing and found him in some corner with his hands on a stranger’s ass, you always backed out of the idea. And then you began to date.

Sure, most of your boyfriends never lasted long and some even claimed your friendship with Keeho was suspicious, you had learnt to keep your feelings and desires on a very tight leash over the years. Now your current boyfriend has no fear of you and Keeho living together, and you almost questioned if he would even think twice if he caught you and Keeho napping on the couch in one another’s arms—a common recent occurrence on lazy, rainy weekends.

Keeho placed the wine glass back on the table, his eyes locking onto you. “I never said it would be one of your friends. I just said you knew her very well.”

Your skin tingled, and you rushed to stand. You forced a laugh and pointed to the direction of your bedroom. “I’m going to take a shower and change into some pyjamas…”- Your voice trailed off as your mind flashed with an intrusive thought—begging to ask him to shower with you or wait patiently in your room as you busied yourself to look perfect in an attempt to gain his attention, even if it lasted just a second.

As if he could read minds, Keeho stood and held his wine glass, following behind you. You turned to face him as you reached your door, eyebrow raised with suspicion. “Why are you stalking me?”

“I’m going to watch a movie in your bed while you shower. You said it’s movie night so you have to keep your promises,” He sounded defensive, his lips pouted ever so slightly.

“We literally have a huge TV and pull-out bed in the living room,” You began, but his pout only increased at your words as he found himself disliking them the more you talked. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his face with your hand, squeezing his cheeks to force his lips to stick out even more. “You’re such a big baby, you know that?”

“Yeah, your baby,” He managed to get out, his face daring to turn so he could press a kiss to your wrist. You gasped and pulled your hand away from his face.

“Gross, Keeho germs,” You giggled, then turned to finally throw your bedroom door open.

“That’s not what you said a few weeks ago when you were making out with me and basically dry humping me,” Keeho spoke confidently, and your eyes fell wide as you looked around—as if your boyfriend or any other intruding ears could overhear.

“You promised not to talk about that, I’ve been good lately and I haven’t laid a hand on you in… that way ever since,” You defended yourself.

A part of you often lay awake at night after your drunken escapades with Keeho. He never pushed you away, no matter how much you got lost in the feeling of his lips. His hands always remained polite and on your waist, never daring to move in either direction. Surely any other just-a-best-friend would push you away if you kissed them… right? But Keeho… he never did.

“I wish you would,” Keeho said matter of fact my before he forced his way into your bedroom. He walked to your bed without a care in the word and placed his wineglass on the bedside table your boyfriend claimed his own, then he threw himself on the bed—the same place your boyfriend slept whenever he slept over, which was not often.

A place you wished was claimed by Keeho instead…

Your phone buzzed from in the drawer where you locked it before your Ikea trip, holding it prisoner for fear you would text your boyfriend in a fit of rage or sadness. Keeho noticed your eyes flicker to the drawer, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Don’t you fucking dare give in. End it with him.”

You tore your eyes away from the drawer and made your way to your wardrobe. You opened the doors, then you pulled open the top drawer. Your hand reached in and you felt a pair of your favourite lounge ware, a grey coloured super soft set of pyjama shorts and a vest top with pale pink detailing of lace. You threw a look over your shoulder. “You know it’s not that easy,”

And then you disappeared into your en-suite bathroom.

That was one of the best and worst things about your apartment—both bedrooms had their own en-suite bathrooms. You wished there was a joint one sometimes, so you could relish in the scent of his body wash that suffocated the room when he was finished cleaning after his workouts or a long day.

A part of you also hated the idea, you wanted privacy to get lost in the world of Keeho-dreams—dreams of… an intimate nature. Dreams you felt ashamed to be having. Dreams your other friends assured you meant you were in love with Keeho. Dreams that had you delusional, and defensive over your own feelings at the same time.

The kind of dreams you should be having about your boyfriend and not your roommate and best friend.

You turned the shower on and allowed the room to steam up before you stepped in. The warm water hit you like a wave and hugged your body, making you feel comfortable and at ease. You had to remember he was just in the next room though, and you had to keep your hands tasked on only washing your body.

Once you felt clean, you washed your hair and then tied it back, too lazy to dry it properly. Then you made your way back to your bedroom.

Keeho was lazing against the headboard of your bed, and as he looked from the TV screen to you, you suddenly felt self conscious. It didn’t help that your bedroom had a cool air flowing through, hitting your exposed thighs and making you shiver.

You noticed his eyes looked down your body. Noticed how his eyes lingered a bit too long on your thighs. You rushed to sit on your side of your bed, grabbing a pillow to hide your body behind—and to attempt to gain some kind of warmth.

You smiled at Keeho, leaning closer to him to get a better view of the awkwardly angled TV screen. You silently made note to buy yourself a larger one, as out of you both, only you had a TV in your door. Keeho had a gaming PC, but it was out of commission for movies as one of his friends tipped water over the monitor and broke it—and Keeho has still yet to replace it.

“What are we watching?” You asked, your face closer to Keeho’s than you wished for, but you were doing a good job at controlling your inner urges.

“Some romance movie I think, I let Netflix choose one by random,” He replied, his arm snaking around your side to pull you closer.

Your body soon became flush to the side of his, and you wanted to either get up and run away, or sit on his lap and be even closer to him; but you stopped yourself from doing either option. You decided to rest your head on his shoulder, forcing a yawn to pretend you were tired. You just wanted to be close to him, but you couldn’t risk your friendship… Or relationship at that. The one you kept forgetting you were even in.

You watched the movie intently, inwardly cringing when a kissing scene appeared. Your eyes begged to flick to Keeho, to admire his perfect plump lips that you had last kissed a few weeks ago… you had to stop thinking about him like that—you had to forget your feelings for him and at least try to like your boyfriend for once.

As if right on cue, your phone began to buzz again, and you sighed.

You decided you best pick it up or he would call all night long. You pulled away from Keeho and threw your pillow on the floor, then you opened your bedside table a crack to pull the phone out but to ensure your privacy stayed intact. You knew if Keeho saw what you hid in your drawers, he would never let you live it down.

You rushed to shut the drawers, then you tried to slide the button to accept the call but the second your finger touched the green circle, your phone was swiped from your hands and thrown on a pile of nearby recently-cleaned clothes that needed folding and putting away.

You glared at Keeho. "What the fuck was that for?" You asked, rushing to get on your hands and knees so you could climb over him to get to the phone. But the second your left thigh landed on the bed the other side of his, his hands moved to grip your waist tight and hold you in place.

Keeho's eyes looked angry, and his grip was tighter than the soft lingering touches you were used to. You raised an eyebrow, confused by his sudden actions. He couldn't help himself, and his hands pulled your body to be flush against his. You gasped again, but this time you decided not to question him.

You had given in, and for once, you felt like you weren't the only one pushing your hidden desires onto him.

“Don’t answer his call,” Keeho’s voice was small, almost begging. Your eyes softened, and your hands came to rest on his cheeks. His own eyes softened at that, and his lips turned up into a smile.

“I can’t just ignore him all night,” You replied softly, which Keeho did not seem to take too kindly to. His hands tightened on your sides, your hands moving to hold onto his shoulders to support yourself. You felt like he was going to swallow you whole.

“Don’t you fucking dare try to answer his call, or we are over,” Keeho’s voice was louder this time, but somehow deeper. You blinked innocently, surprised.

“Us? Over? We’re roommates, you can’t just move out because I answered a phone call,” You giggled a little, trying to laugh off his reaction as nothing more than a best friend caring for you—being a little too possessive over you.

“I’m not talking about moving out, I’m talking about how you’re my girl,” He over pronounced the word my, which caused you to tilt your head. He leant his head back against the wall with a sigh, and his hands moved from your sides to your thighs. His hands ran up and down slowly, gently. And your self conscious concerns were slowly coming back.

“What do you mean by my girl?” You asked, pulling your off of his body. You still made no effort to pull away from him though, but from the way you shifted on his lap and received a sharp intake of breath, you knew he was about to say something either very hurtful, or something you had been dreaming about for years.

“You can’t really think of us as just friends, right?” Keeho asked, his eyes closed and face still tilted towards the ceiling. You shook your head, but realised he couldn’t see or sense the motion so you muttered a rejection to the statement. “Exactly, we’re basically a fucked up couple and have been for years. But I don’t want to keep denying my feelings or pushing us apart, which is why I’m telling you not to answer his calls. End it with him, leave him.”

“I’ve told you before, it’s not that simple—” You began to which his head shot back to your direction, and his hand slap your thigh with a slight sting. “What the fuck was that for?” You asked, voice a little too loud, to which he raised an eyebrow. “I can’t just ghost him. I have to end it with him properly, you know I’ve wanted to for a while… I just don’t know how.”

Keeho nodded his head in understanding, one of his hands moving to tangle into your hair while the other thank spanked your thigh rubbed over the pink skin soothingly. “Well we can worry about that later, but how about we have some us time tonight, yeah?” Keeho smirked and even wiggled his eyebrows for added effect.

You laughed at first, but then moved your hands to his shoulders with a serious look on your face. “But then won’t I be cheating?”

“Well…” Keeho began, tilting his head to the side. “If you think about it, from the day we first met, I’ve been claiming you as my girl so technically… you’ve been cheating on me for years.”

You rolled your eyes, the smile back on your lips. “Not sure that’s how it works, but you do you I guess.”

“I’d rather do you,” He murmured, his hand forming a fist to get a good grip on your hair before he leant forward and pressed his lips gently to yours. The all-too-familiar fireworks erupted under your skin, warmth spreading everywhere he touched. You craved him, needed him to survive. It was like you were drowning, and he was your last gasp of fresh air.

You pulled back so you could watch your hands as you slowly slid them from his shoulders, down his chest, then you finally let them find home on his stomach over his shirt. Your fingertips begged to reach under and trace along his skin, but you resisted the urge.

His hand moved up your thigh, the highest it had gone that night, and you flinched. He noticed the action as he had been very intently watching your face and ever reaction to how you relished in the feeling of his body being so close to yours, and he couldn’t help but frown. Had your boyfriend said something to make you fear men touching your thighs? The thought alone pissed him off more than he thought possible.

“You okay, angel?” His voice whispered, and you mumbled something at first which he couldn’t quite catch. “Speak up baby, I can’t hear a word you’re saying.”

“I asked can you maybe…” You sighed as you leant your head forward onto his shoulder, closing your eyes. “I’m a bit self conscious about people touching certain parts of my body and my thighs are one of those places,” You explained.

Keeho turned his head to press a kiss against your temple, his fist in your hair loosening as his fingers decided to gently run through it instead. You realised he was trying to soothe you, and you couldn’t help but smile as you pressed turned your head and pressed your face into his neck.

“You’re so fucking cute,” Keeho whispered before he attempted to pull your body back so he could resume kissing you. Your body grew hot at the compliment, and so you rushed to try to hide his eyes from noticing and so you pressed your lips to his first. But firmer this time.

This time, there was almost a sense of urgency behind the kiss. The pressure was firm and your lips moved against each other faster. His hands moved to your thighs again, but the pressure was barely there, as if he was ghosting his hands over your skin. The sensation felt good, a little too good. So you gasped, and Keeho let out a faint chuckle before he took advantage of the situation and intruded your mouth with his tongue.

When you and Keeho made out, it was always messy. Messy, needy, a mess of all your unspoken feelings in a rush to get out. But this time, there was no rush or any unspoken feelings. You knew how he felt about you, and so you were ready to give into it all.

Your hands daringly moved lower on his stomach, reaching under his shirt. You hadn’t intended to insinuate for him to take it off, but that was how he took the action… and you weren’t complaining. Keeho detached from your lips long enough to quickly unbutton his shirt and pull it off before he found home against your lips once again.

His body was radiating warmth, and so one of your arms moved to wrap around his neck as you tried to pushed your body into his as much as possible. You felt him smile against your lips, and his hand moved higher up your thigh.

Then all of a sudden, hands grip your sides and you were thrown onto your back. You blinked with surprise at the sudden action, looking up at Keeho who now lay between your legs above you. He smiled down at you, eyebrow cocked. “You look a little dazed already baby. Is kissing me that good?”

You nod slowly, too drunk off the feeling of his lips to respond with anything else.

He laughed, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lower lip before he pulled back again. “Then wait until you feel my cock inside you. You’re going to be lost in heaven.”

You laughed and rolled your eyes, the arm that was lazing around his neck moving to his hair to gently tangle in the locks. “You’re pretty confident in yourself, but all I hear are words and no proof.”

Keeho shrugged, his hands moving from your sides to the insides of your knees. “Well I’m more than willing to show you right now if you ask nicely.”

Again, you rolled your eyes to which Keeho tutted. His hands pushed your legs apart and against the bed, this one of them moved to spank the opposite thigh to the one he had earlier. The action caused you to gasp, and you looked down your body to find his slotted against yours as if he was made for you.

“Less attitude, or I’ll have to fuck it out of you,” He threatened.

You pushed your lips closed in a show you were going to listen to his every word, and he couldn’t help but smile and laugh at the action. He leant down and pressed his lips to yours, but kissing you slowly once again. His hand that spanked your thigh did the same as the other one and earlier, gently rubbing the pink skin to ease the slight sting he had caused.

But then his hands daring slid up your thighs higher, to where the bottom of your shorts sat. Between kisses, you took a sharp intake of breath—one he heard and couldn’t resist but to smirk at. He was relishing in the way your body was reacting to his every touch. God, he wished he had done that sooner.

His fingertips pushed up the bottom of your shorts, delicate and dancing along your skin. You rushed to grab his wrists, pulling back to look into his eyes. “What are we doing?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Well, right now we’re talking instead of kissing like we should be.”

You rolled your eyes once again, earning a slap on your thigh. “Attitude,” He warned to which you let go of his wrists and held your hands up to prove your innocence.

“I meant… we’ve only ever made out before…” Your words trailed off. He nodded in response, then took a few seconds to realise what you were asking. He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Well, would you like to do more?” He asked, laughing when you gave him a serious, almost stone cold look.

“You know I want to do more,” You replied.

“Well, do I? From what I can tell, I’m the one who has been simping over you all night while you’ve been too bust rolling your eyes or running your mouth,” Keeho responded.

“Please don’t make me get soppy about my feelings right now when your hands are basically under my clothes,” You laughed, Keeho laughing in response before he nodded with agreement. He decided to let it go… for now, he thought.

He leant his head back down, about to shower you in more kisses. You pursed your lips, waiting. But you never felt the pressure hit your lips. Instead, you felt soft lips trail down your jaw, down your neck… You took in a small breath, finding yourself enjoying the feeling as you closed your eyes.

One of Keeho’s hands pulled back from your thigh but instead moved to the front of your shorts, his fingers playing with the strings. He seemed… almost nervous to untie it. You nodded frantically, trying to focus on the feeling of his lips on your collarbones and his fingertips dancing on the inside of your thigh.

He felt the shake of your head so he pulled back and knelt above you, his fingers removed from your skin. His hands both moved to the strings of your shorts, and his eyes remained on yours as he gently pulled the strings. The top of your shorts felt loose, and you lifted your hips in an attempt to help him.

Keeho smiled softly and leant down to kiss your forehead before his fingers reached into the shorts, then he pushed them down your legs and threw them in the direction of the door to save yourself from having to struggle to determine which pile of your clothes were clean and which were dirty.

His fingers moved back to your thighs, resting on the soft inside. Your breath hitched as the self consciousness came back in waves. You looked around for your pillow to try to hide your body once again, and Keeho seemed to catch onto your feelings without you even expressing them.

“Baby,” He whispered, leaning down to brush his lips against your ear. “You look so beautiful, how did I get so lucky.”

You smiled at his words, your hand coming to rest on the back of his neck as your fingers found home to tangle into his hair.

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ratedfleur · 8 days

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Hiya pretty<3 I was reading a few of your works (after stumbling across your keeho drabble) and I genuinely couldn't stop thinking about them 🥴

I was wondering if you could base a switch!keeho fic on this video 👀 (this video has me in a chokehold I swear..)

If you can't then that's totally fine ♡ I hope you have a lovely rest of your day 🩷

i told you to stay still.

yoon keeho x fem reader genre ౨ৎ explicit

🎀: awe hi darling! somehow i’m glad that that keeho drabble did wonders ?? also i am sooo sorry this took so long, i hope you like it!

🔞 / nsfw link

🔞 warnings: switch!keeho and implied switch!reader, pee, mention of squirting, multiple orgasms, keeho is a crier.

sitting atop the counter, all keeho could do was throw his head back as you jerked your hand back and forth on his length, tugging on his cock as keeho whined loud and clear, moaning out your name as he bucked his hips.

keeho liked to occasionally buck his hips despite you slapping his cock to get him to stop, he just wanted to cum, that's all.

"move and i'll stop." you say with a stern voice, warning keeho as he whined, head hitting the mirror with a thud as he desperately tried to stop himself from moving around.

shaking his head, keeho tearily looked at you as he sniffled, "baby please, i wanna cum.." he whimpered, droplets of tears cascading down his cheeks as you cooed, wiping them off with your clean hand, "then stay still, 'kay? i'll let you cum." you say with a smile before picking up the pace as you jerked keeho off, making the man moan loudly when you squeezed his length, making him burst out into tears as he sobbed, hips desperately trying to stay still but he ends up bucking his hips, chasing your hand.

letting it slide, you continued to pump keeho's length, eyes fixated on how keeho cried as he watched you milk him dry with no mercy.

keeho's moans were loud and breathy as he called out to you, begging you to let him cum as you mindlessly pumped his length, paying no mind to keeho's voice calling out to you.

throwing his head back with a moan, you watched as spurts of cum started to cover your hand as keeho started to cum all over you and his length, globes of cum landing on his torso as he sighed in content meanwhile you continued to jerk him off 'til keeho was coming down his orgasm.

continuing with your fast pace, keeho kept on writhing as you jerked him off, now going towards a second orgasm, possibly even a third. he couldn't even tell you to stop, merely a few moans and whimpers were all that slipped from keeho's lips as he continued to stop himself from bucking his hips into your hand, feeling way too overstimulated to say anything.

tears subsiding, keeho was already nearing his next orgasm, merely just throwing his head back before he released spurts of cum and pee all over your hand and his torso, jets of pee hitting his chest as he panted.

you waited until keeho was done cumming all over your hand before you let go of his swollen cock, smiling at him sweetly before you wiped the cum off your hand.

keeho reached for your waist, pulling you in for a sweet and brief kiss before he pulled away, lips planted on your neck as he sucked on the delicate skin, "think I could make you squirt like that too?" keeho mutters against your skin before sinking his teeth on your neck, marking you up.

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jongseonvs · 7 months

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p1h

when you argue/how you make up

warnings: none

not proofread.

keeho

- he’s petty, so he ignores you for however long he feels is necessary

- which is usually just for a day, and he literally doesn’t. talk. to you.

- not even a glance, basically you’re invisible

- but it hurts your feelings bc you usually talk to each other instead of doing whatever he’s doing

- when you start getting distant, he starts to feel guilty for being so immature

- apologizes by trapping you in a bear hug and saying his feelings before letting you spill yours too

theo

- you actually argue a lot because you guys are so similar

- he’s stubborn, and so are you so neither apologize first

- he doesn’t ignore you, he actually acknowledges you but just doesn’t listen to you

- “can you pass me the towel right there?” you ask but he stares at you, glancing at the towel next to him before getting up and leaving the room.

jiung

- after arguing, tension is heavy.

- neither wants to talk first, even though you’re both dying to

- after a while, you just go up to him with a small smile on your face

- “wanna go get ice cream? if you want, I’ll pay.”

- a smile breaks out on his face and he reaches his arms out to hug you.

- “yes, but only if I’m paying.” he kisses your cheek and drags you into the room to get ready

intak

- he’s more emotional than angry, bc he hates arguing

- also bc he def sees your side and understands why you feel that way and he feels bad for making you feel that way

- once his eyes start watering you can’t even be mad anymore

- you hug him tightly, assuring him you love him and that you’ll just talk about it later :(

jongseob

- boy refuses to accept the fact that you’re even arguing

- “so what are you trying to say? are you fighting me rn??”

- tries to make it a joke because he doesn’t wanna argue w you

- and he hates seeing you mad especially at him

- “Okay, I’m sorry I’m sorry I won’t do it again.”

- doesn’t even understand why you’re mad, but he just wants to see you happy again!

soul

- this boy doesn’t get mad in general

- the most he does its sulk, but it’s usually in a joking manner

- he always aims to make you smile and laugh, so arguing isn’t even in his vocabulary.

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sugawhaaa · 9 months

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Keeho x reader

☆~"Cutie"~☆

☆pairing::dom!keeho x sub!fem!reader

☆warnings::smut

☆genre::shower sex, fingering, oral

A/N:: It's 1am and I'm just starting this 😍

That's a quote from me from like 3 weeks ago when I started this 🤠I've been working on this fanfic for wayyyyyy too long bro 💀

Keeho loves experimenting with your body. He loves to just feel up every inch of your body with his hands, tongue, lips, even a vibrator just to see what makes you cum the most. Though he has found many of your turn ons he's also found a lot of your personal dislikes. Very specific taste he must admit.

But today was a new day and a new moment for Keeho to give you some attention had arrived.

You laid in bed scrolling through your phone while your boyfriend was in the shower. You heard him turn off the water from next door and assumed that he was now drying off, soon coming to see you again. The door to your room opened and there was keeho, shirtless with a towel around his neck and wet hair. You soaked in the sight before he moved to get some clothes on.

He threw on a black hoodie and kept his shorts on. You watched him closely from the corner of your eye when suddenly he approached you. He crawled up on the bed in front of your legs and looked up at you. You gave him a questioning look. "What?" You said as you set your phone down.

"Oh nothing," he hummed with a light smile. You gave him another confused look before he got up and went to his desk. You let him be and decided to play some games on your phone. About 30 minutes passed when he suddenly took off his headphones and turned to you. "Wanna try something?"

You looked at him confused "try what exactly?" He didn't reply but instead stood up and looked as though he was waiting for you to stand up with him. You stood up and he grabbed your hand as he led you to the bathroom.

He stopped in front of you and let go of your hand. You looked at him confused before he pulled off his sweater. "W-what are you doing?" You said as you took a step back. He then approached you. He shut the door before pinning you against it, his left hand on the light switch, the other at your arm. Keeho leaned in and his lips grazed over yours.

"Trying something new~" he replied before he kissed your lips and he slowly dimmed the lights down. Your hands roamed around his tan, toned skin as his lips lapped at yours. Light, muffled groans escaping both of your throats. The lights just bright enough to glow up Keeho's face as you took a moment to breathe and appreciate his beauty.

While you were admiring him he bent down and took of his shorts too. You tried not stare at him too much but your nasty little mind couldn't help it. He then encouraged you to undress too, which you did but when you took off your shirt Keeho came closer to you. He wrapped his arms around your torso and found the clip of your bra.

"Keeho what are you doing?" You said with your hands in the air as you held your shirt.

"Trying to get this stupid bra off of you." He said angrily as he messily unbuckled it.

"Sexy yet still funny," you smiled before he went to go take your shorts off.

"Y-You know I can do this myself, right?" You laughed awkwardly as he did the simplest task for you.

"Yeah but it's more fun like this and I know it turns you on when I do it," he smirked. Damn he really does know his shit about you. You refused to reply and instead you just looked away with pink cheeks. He then stayed squatted down to the floor as you took your legs out of your shorts and undies. Keeho looked up at you with complete lustful admiration, his eyes just begging to break you with pleasure. He then gently grabbed your hips and placed his soft lips on your already soaking clit.

Sparks sent up your body at the simple touch of his tongue against your sensitivity. You bit your lip harshly as he skillfully pleased your core, just waiting for you to cum on his face. You tried to hold your legs open for him to easily access you but you couldn't keep yourself together. Your legs just drawn to each other like magnets as his tongue swirled slowly around your entrance and clit.

He suddenly stopped before getting up, making you frustrated. "Wanna get in the shower now?" He said with a slight seductive tone and a quick smirk. You nodded and with that you both got in the shower. Keeho turned on the water before kissing you with all the tongue he had in him.

Lewd sounds echoed throughout the bathroom as your tongues collided simultaneously. The small space forcing your nude bodies closer to each other. "I want you so bad," you croaked out between heated kisses.

"I'm right here baby," Keeho said in his deep raspy voice as he looked at you with admiration. His face only centimeters from yours. You started mindlessly grinding against his leg in hopes of some relief but the water soaked up most of the pleasure. There was no friction it was like you were just sliding around on his wet leg.

You then started begging for his fingers and he caved in, but he couldn't follow your command without a little teasing. He played with your clit for a while to quote on quote "warm you up to his touch" yet you had already been all up on him for the past 20 minutes at least. His fingers then slid down your folds before satisfyingly entering you fully. His touch had you seeing stars and feeling sparks.

You couldn't help but moan out his name yet you were only on one finger so far. As the trickling of the water stimulated your skin keehos nimble and soaked fingers stimulated your insides. Distorted sounds escaped your throat as you started feeling more and more tense. At this point keeho had two fingers slowly curling in and out of you as your walls hugged them tight.

"Please I'm gonna cum~" you whined out as Keeho started thrusting his fingers faster. Your body jerked everytime he hit that sweet spot with more and more intensity every time. You then finally released. Your head swung back and eyes shut tight as the knot in your stomach poured out into the water of your shower.

Then keeho went down on his knees and started licking you up like his life depended on it. You slapped your palm over your lips to muffle the moans. "K-keeho what are you doing?" You stuttered out as he lathered at your juices.

"Getting all your flavor before it goes down the drain," he explained before getting back to his tongue work. Since you were already so sensitive due to just cumming and the hot water on your skin you felt a knot building in your stomach rather fast. As Keeho gripped onto your thigh harshly you warned him of your condition as your legs started quivering.

"Two times in a row-" Keeho murmured. "Such a good little girl~" he cooed before you cam on his lips. Blush covered your face after cumming for the second time in a row while keeho was just eating you up. Keeho kept praising you over and over as he drank all your load. "So good, you always taste so freaking good," he said as he held your hips like the ring of a bowl. You blushed at his comments and when he was finished eating you out he wasn't done.

"You did so good baby," he said he hugged you tightly. "Now, let's get this hair washed shall we?"

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