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muselin · 1 year

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Can I request a Super Junior wild card where the female reader shyly ask to try light bondage? (This is an established relationship, ofc).

Thank you! ☺️

Super Junior wildcards - light bondage

Who: Super Junior x reader

What: smutty 💋 but not too much 🔞⛔️ i put a bit of a spin on this to make it different to a reactions type post. reader asking to try light bondage in the moment and SuJu being creative, established relationships

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Leeteuk

His lips were trailing down your neck and he didn't notice you rummaging in the drawer of the bedside table.

"Can you... can we try these now?"

Leeteuk raised up off of you to see what you were referring to, his lips parting when he saw the handcuffs in your hand. He glanced at you briefly, then took them from you and cuffed one of your wrists to the bedframe, then the other. He placed his hands over your wrists, feeling the cool metal securely restraining you. He nudged your thighs further apart with his knee and lowered himself over you again. His lips resumed their trail of kisses over your neck as he pressed his erection against your crotch through your clothes, grinding his hips into yours.

Heechul

"What?"

You hesitated to answer Heechul, merely remaining by his side catching your breath after he'd just worked you up to a fast, hard orgasm.

"Whaaaat? What are you thinking about? Are you just gonna stare at me all night?" He asked again.

"What if... What if we did the same thing but I wasn't allowed to move?"

Heechul grinned at you, cocking his head to the side.

"Now we're talking! Let's see..."

He looked around and picked up your discarded sweater, swiftly tying your wrists behind you with the sleeves, then laid down between your legs again and dragged his tongue along your soaking slit. Your back arched clear off the bed but your hands were bound behind you, you couldn't bury your fingers in Heechul's hair like you wanted to and a low whine bubbled in your throat.

"It was your idea, darling," Heechul taunted as he slipped two fingers into your heat. "Now take it."

Yesung

"Fuck..." Yesung's husky growl in your ear made you clench your hands over the edge of the counter tighter. He fucked into you roughly from behind, one hand pressing down against your back to keep you arched and spread open for him. You reached behind you, searching for his hands to hold and he grabbed your wrists in one hand, holding them tight as he pulled on your arms for leverage to drive himself deeper into you.

Your moans grew louder and your turned to look at him, the desperation in your eyes not going unnoticed. He smiled wickedly, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he reached across to the table where the pretty gift box with the custom-made champagne bottle engraved with your anniversary date rested. Yesung yanked the satin ribbon from under the box and raised it up, making sure you saw it as he raised his eyebrows in a question.

Your frantic nod encouraged him and he made quick work of tying several knots and a bow around your wrists behind your back, now pulling on the ends of the ribbon to draw your hips back onto his cock.

Shindong

His hands were trailing over your waist, getting you excited in the early hours of the morning. You turned around in his arms and met his smiling face. As Shindong kissed down your chest you drew your hands together in front of you, making a cute, questioning noise.

You'd talked about this before and Shindong's smile grew wider.

"Now? You want to try it now?"

You nodded, biting your lip for good measure. He chuckled, the low noise reverberating in your chest.

"Naughty naughty," he teased as he got off the bed and tugged the velcro straps off of his camera case in the corner. He hopped back into bed and straddled you, pinning you down and grabbing your hands. He criss-crossed the strap around your back, securing your hands and forearms together at your front. You gasped when he suddenly rolled you over, placing you atop him with your crotch right over his cock.

"Let's see how well you can ride me like this."

Eunhyuk

There was no one left in the practice room, thankfully, and no one to see the way your breaths were steaming up the mirror. Hyukjae's hands were everywhere, one buried in your pants cupping your heat, the other grabbing at your chest under your shirt. He turned you around to face the mirror, your disheveled reflections greeting you.

"We don't have long, the next group might arrive early," he panted in your ear as he was tugging your pants down to your thighs and pulling down his sweats.

You met his eyes in the mirror.

"I want... I want you to tie me up," you blurted out, your face heating up as you turned away, too shy to see his response.

"Right now?" His voice was gentle, a little playful. You nodded.

"I don't have anything we could use... Oh wait a minute," he took the bandana off from around his wrist and twisted it into a straight, rope-like piece. He leaned over you, hooded eyes watching your face through the mirror as he tied your hands behind your back. You moaned as you felt him line up his cock with your entrance and push in, using your wrists as leverage.

"You'll need to be very, very quiet," he teased as he bottomed out, grip tightening on your wrists.

Siwon

The food you had lovingly prepared was getting cold but you didn't care, not when Siwon was kissing you so passionately and pressing you against the kitchen counter. He'd got you out of your shirt already and shrugged off his suit jacket when he reached up, tugging on his tie to loosen it.

"Mmmm, Siwon... Do you think that would look good on me?"

He pulled the tie off, smiling against your lips.

"You want to wear my tie? It would look lovely on you."

But the way you looked up at him through your lashes told him you had different ideas. Siwon studied your face briefly, then picked you up by your thighs, seating you on the counter. He raised your arms up, tying your writs together with his tie and looping it around the door handle of the cabinet above you.

"Guess I have you at my mercy now, don't I? You need to be good for me."

His dimpled smile was devilish as he ducked down, tongue and teeth teasing over your nipples.

Donghae

"Oh god," he moaned as he tugged roughly on your clothes, lips never leaving yours. Thank goodness there was no one around where he'd parked, you thought when you found yourself practically naked in the back of Donghae's car.

You were straddling him but you were craving something else.

"Use me," you whined, grinding on his lap. He sucked in a breath, warm hands gripping onto your bare thighs. "Donghae... I want to be restrained," you said quietly, shyly, and something melted in his chest. He kissed you hungrily then guided you off his lap and on all fours across the backseat. He pulled out the seatbelt and made loops for your wrists, pulling your hands through and then buckled the seatbelt.

You felt his hands smoothing down your back and the sound of the zip on his jeans being tugged down and your core throbbed. Donghae teased the head of his cock across your folds and you moaned loudly in anticipation, your heart starting to hammer in your chest.

Ryeowook

"Say 'aaah'," Ryeowook teased as he held out a spoonful of the stew he was making for you to taste.

It was delicious but you made a disgusted face just to annoy him.

"Yah! If you're gonna be like that then no dinner for you," he pouted at you.

"But I can still have desert, right?" Your hands slid down the front of his jeans, cupping his cock. Ryeowook's hand with the spoon faltered and he nearly dropped it. You could feel him swelling up beneath your palm.

"Maybe I'll have to punish you first. So disrespectful," he teased. "Naughty hands, distracting the chef."

"Maybe you should tie them up, teach them a lesson," you looked up at him, your expression innocent and mischievous at the same time.

He smiled brightly at you, took off his apron and tied your wrists up with the straps. He then unzipped his jeans, took out his cock and brought your bound hands to it.

"I'm going to continue cooking and you're going to please me. If you don't do a good job, no dinner for you."

Kyuhyun

You sat on the table in his dressing room, watching him take off his makeup and costume after the musical had finished.

"Don't get dressed just yet," you said quietly as he was unbuckling the belt from the breeches of his costume.

Kyuhyun looked up at you and seeing the expression on your face he went to the door and locked it. He walked over to you and spread your thighs, standing between them. His lips met yours and you felt heat rising in your chest. You pressed yourself against him, breathing harder when his hand trailed down in between your legs, under your waistband. You grabbed his arm instinctively and he pulled back.

"That won't do," he chuckled darkly.

"Well if it won't do, then...," you pulled his belt out of the loops, looking up him pleadingly.

Kyuhyun took note of you, then took his belt from your hands. He pulled your arms behind you, looping and tightening his belt around them. He leaned over you, making you brace yourself on your hands and his fingers returned to tracing beneath your waistband. They trailed lower, meeting softness and dipping into your entrance.

"So wet for me already..."

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keepingloveagainkw · 1 year

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Hello fellow Kyuwook shippers~

Since it’s the Christmas season, I was thinking of scribbling a small something matching the festive period. I’m also working on my ongoing fanfic at the moment, therefore I won’t have enough time for a properly articulated work, however I was considering to open a sort of suggestions/prompts dump for drabbles or one shots regardless.

So drop me a message, if you’d like to reach out and leave some scenarios or prompts and I will try my best to scribble and post as many, like an advent calendar lol

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chicken-fifi · 9 months

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Heechul/Donghae/Reader Threesome - NSFW

Siwon Nightly Chats

Leeteuk’s G/F Surprise Suju for Their 15th Anniversary

Morning Sex with Eunhyuk - NSFW

Eunhyuk Dance Performance and Confession

Donghae as a Sub - NSFW (?)

Siwon Headcanon - Fortune Cookie Silly Date

Donghae Headcanon - He Thinks You’re a Better Match for Eunhyuk or Leeteuk

Henry Lau Headcanon - Stargazing With Him

Siwon Headcanon - Your Son Interrupts a Heated Moment in the Pool - NSFW (?)

Ryeowook Headcanon - Family Traditions You Do

Ryeowook Headcanon - Your Colleagues Are Bullying You

Kyuhyun Headcanon - Him as a Dad

Eunhyuk x Donghae x Reader Headcanon - Threesome

Donghae Headcanon - He Takes Your Virginity

Kyuhyun Headcanon - You Get Hospitalized

Siwon Headcanon - Him as a Dad

Siwon Headcanon - Him as a Husband

Kyuhyun Headcanon - Him as a Husband

Zhoumi (SuJu M; Soloist) Headcanon - How He’d Propose

Sungmin Headcanon - You Help Him Find the Perfect Engagement Ring

Zhoumi (SuJu; SuJu-M) Headcanon - First Date

Eunhyuk Headcanon - You Spend the Day with Him (Dorm Edition)

Kyuhyun Headcanon - Sexual Tensions - Smut

Donghae Headcanon - He Tries to Turn You On - Suggestive

Zhoumi Headcanon - You Name Something After Him

Kibum Headcanon - You Randomly Perform at a Concert

Donghae Headcanon - Marriage Life with Him - Suggestive

Leeteuk Headcanon - You’re Taller Than Him

Zhoumi Headcanon | Getting Back Together After a Breakup

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layuhsblog · 10 days

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do you do super junior x male reader?

Creepypasta/Eldritch 86 line and Maknae Line (plus Yesung) x Male Reader

story: m/n is a depressed teenager with a horrible family, and no friends. So he goes into the forest to go and commit suicide. But a dark force is watching him... and want him for their own reasons...

Siwon's just a sweetheart, Yesung and Kyuhyun are Tsunderes, Donghae's a little sadistic, Eunhyuk is the leader, and very quiet, and finally Ryeowook is a psychopath.

(this COULD be smut, but its optional. Also the reader is WILLING to join, he's just a bit nervous)

I'M SO SORRY its a wonderful and a very creative request but I don't stan super junior and I've not listened to any of their songs either.

IMMA LISTEN RFN. THANKYOU FOR REQUESTING AND I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY

I might get back to your request when I have the time and I get to know a bit more about Super Junior but for now I'm sorry but I cannot write about them :(

you can always request about- txt, skz, nct all units, twice, got7, bts, itzy, mamamoo and svt though <3 requests are still open

#kpop texts #kpop #nct dream fluff #nct dream #nct 127 #writers on tumblr #nct fluff #haechan fluff #nct wayv #skz bangchan fluff #skz imagines #anime

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kwanisms · 1 year

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Idk if anyone wants to know or if anyone is still waiting for it but I finally (finally) finished Wonwoo's part for Tales from Camp. Yeah, I know it's been years lmao trust me. It's been agonizing for me not having this done. But if anyone wants to be tagged, please let me know. I started this series before I started making taglists but I do want to tag anyone who has been looking forward to this or just wants to read some good old fashion Wonwoo smut.

Just send me an ask or DM if you wanna be tagged.

Side note: the sequel to Did You Hear That? is coming, too. I've been working on it as well. I'm also going to finally finish the last piece for the Bet with Shownu, so if you've been waiting for that, please know it's also coming.

More announcements under the cut.

I wanna start by saying sorry I haven't been updating Hiraeth. I've been working on these other, much older pieces but updates with Hiraeth will resume shortly. I've been job hunting like crazy.

Once I finish the last part of the Bet, I will no longer be actively writing for Monsta X. I haven't kept up with the boys since Wonho left the group. I will still write if something comes up and works for one of the members but I won't be actively writing pieces for them. The same goes for EXO, got7, and BTS except for a series that is part of my Colonization Project. Space Sweepers will be the last BTS series I actively write.

The groups that I will be continuing to write for are:

Seventeen

Ateez

Stray Kids

TXT

Day6 (minus Jae. He will be moved to the soloist list)

NCT127

NCT dream

wayv

I'd also like to announce that I'm going to start writing for Super Junior as they have a serious lack of content. I won't be writing for Ryeowook since he's in a public relationship. I also won't be writing for Siwon or Shindong for personal reasons. I've already written something for Yesung and I have a story planned for Heechul and Leeteuk but it's not high on my list right now.

Another announcement is that I'm going to start taking requests again but please note that getting them out will not be my priority. My series will come first and requests will come second. I miss interacting with you guys and I'd really like to bring interaction back. Whether it's hard thought, soft thoughts, not kpop related, etc. I just ask that you keep your messages kind and free of politics, religion, etc. This is my safe space and I'd like for it to be safe for others as well.

Finally, I'm going to be remaking my masterlists in the coming weeks and they will probably go up after the first of the year as the holidays are always so hectic. I will be making a priority list at the end of this post so you can see what my priority pieces are.

An updates and wips list will also be coming soon so keep an eye out for that please and as always, thank you so much for all the support you've given me since I started this blog. I've met some amazing people and made some even better friends and I'm so grateful to each oand every one of you that has stuck around this long. You all are so amazing and wonderful people and I'm so glad to have met and interacted with all of you. ♥️

Until the next post, ~𝐤。

Priority List

Tales from Camp: Are You Scared? - Wonwoo × reader

Did You See That? - Jihoon × reader

To the Sky - Seonghwa × oc

Under Your Skin - Changbin × reader

Petrichor - Bang Chan × reader

Jam the Ice - Hyunjin × oc

The Colonization Project - multiple pairings

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gem-writes-stories · 2 years

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Super junior masterlist:

Note: I will not write stories for Ryeowook and Shindong because I respect them and their girlfriend.

Requests are open

Park Jung Soo/Leeteuk:

Cookie kiss [FLUFF]

Kim Hee Chul/ Heechul:

Nothing yet

Kim Jong Woon/Yesung:

Nothing yet

Lee Hyuk Jae/Eunhyuk:

Heaven [SMUT-ish]

Choi Si Won/Siwon:

Nothing yet

Lee Dong Hae/Donghae:

Day-off [FLUFF]

Cho Kyu Hyun/ Kyu Hyun:

Nothing yet

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byunbhyunz · 1 year

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Lead and Gold 4.

Pairing: Eunhyuk/Reader

Genre: mafia!au, smut and fluff

Warnings: swearing, blood, smut eventually

Word count: 3,114

There were a lot of gossips about your superior, Doctor Jung’s secret works, where he invited surgeon residents to his private clinic to help him out. Afterwards, no one talked a word about it. Then, your time came. He took you there too, and you did your best to do exactly what your job was in the hospital: saving people’s lives. You just didn’t know who’s life it was this time.

Previous | Next

Not looking in the mirror failed greatly, and you almost got a heart attack by noticing your reflection. Or rather by not recognizing yourself in it. You looked how you were feeling: beaten to shit. Well, yeah, you won’t be able to avoid questions in the hospital, doesn’t matter how much make up you’ll try to put on.

So you didn’t bother to cover your bruises at all.

When Shindong saw you after getting ready for your night shift, he simply scoffed and smirked as if he heard a nasty joke. You even heard him mutter something like ‘this will be interesting’ under his breath, but you weren’t so sure about that. You decided to ignore him. It became your habit lately; ignoring whatever disliked thing came to your way.

Coping with mafia stuff wasn’t something you could or wanted to get used to.

Shindong declared he would drive you to and from work, and he’d wait for you in the car. He made you put his number on speed dial in your phone, just in case of emergency, but you doubted you’d have time to call him if some thug attacked you in the hospital or somewhere else.

During your three-day long involuntary vacation, you missed a lot of gossips, and you were sure Ryeowook would fill you in on all of them. However, none of them seemed to be as big of a news as your bruised face.

Your sassy colleague got tongue-tied as soon as he saw you, only gawping at you openly. Other doctors, residents and nurses weren’t brave enough to do the same. They stole quick glances at you and then talked behind your back when they thought you were out of earshot. Most of the time, you weren’t, and heard everything they said.

Well, Ryeowook wasn’t that kind of a man. He stared at you with opened mouth and you could almost see the wheels turning in his head. It took him less than a minute to get over the shock, and pour his questions onto you. You just waved all of them off. What could you say to him, anyways? That you have got beaten up, because you involved yourself in some shady mafia business for money? Doesn’t matter how you looked at it, it didn’t sound good. So you sealed your lips, and shut his questions off with your own.

“Shouldn’t you be at the ER?”

“Not before you tell me what happened to your face. Have you got botched?”

“What?”

“You know. You wanted some botox done and they botched you.”

You raised your eyebrows, but had to fight off a wince, since it still hurt. You never realized how many face muscles you used for the most simple things. Like cocking an eyebrow affected muscles even under your eye.

“For the love of god, I didn’t have botox, so don’t go and spread it around the hospital. Please, Ryeowook.”

He sighed, the joking manner leaving him completely, and a more serious look filled his face. You never saw him look like that. He was always goofy and snarky, joking around a lot, so it was a weird experience.

“I hoped I was right about the failed plastic surgery, because looking closely at your bruises makes me assume something worse. Even an idiot could tell that you were beaten.”

Pursing your lips, you turned away from him, planning to make a bee-line to the ER. Jung was on the same shift too, and he’ll probably make you assist him if there were some urgent cases that needed to tend to immediately.

“Tell me no one hurt you and I’m just misunderstanding your injuries,” Ryeowook spoke in a tight voice, and you didn’t have a heart to lie to him. But you had to.

“You’re misunderstanding it. I slipped and fell down the stairs a few days ago.”

“And you hit your face on every single step?”

“No. I face-planted into a pot of flowers. It wasn’t a pretty sight, trust me.��

Ryeowook’s gaze never faltered, the unbelieving shimmer never leaving his eyes, but if you kept up the eye contact long enough, then… Ah, yes, there it is!

He glanced away, before nodding to himself and going to the ER himself.

People could be tricked easily. They believed whatever you said if it was more convenient for them and you stated it confidently. In Ryeowook’s case, if you confirmed to him that your bruises was caused by someone hitting you, it would only disturb him. He would feel the urge to do something or help you, but deep down, he didn’t want to get involved really.

You two were only colleagues, nothing more, nothing less. It didn’t matter how close you acted with him or how he acted all sassy with you, still weren’t close enough to confide in each other.

So you lied confidently, and he decided to believe and not to pry any further.

And anyways, you would be dead in an hour if you told anyone about what happened. Or rather, Eunhyuk would get Ryeowook killed, too. It would look like an accident, a tragic one, so no one would suspect him or your ties to him.

Getting washed in for surgery, your mind was all over the place. Not only your colleagues stared at you strangely, even the patients did. They seemed to be uncomfortable around you, even after you told them the same fabricated story you told Ryeowook. Consistency was the key, yet they avoided eye contact with you, and gave you one-worded answers.

Lucky for you, Doctor Jung stepped in at the perfect time. You were feeling close to exploding with frustration, your hands were constantly in fists when you weren’t with a patient. The doctor asked you to assist him with a surgery. Then, in front of some nurses, he barked at you to leave your personal shit out of the hospital. You gave him a pointed look, but understood what he meant. You couldn’t loose focus during a surgery. It could cost you someone’s life.

So you shook yourself, hoping to get rid of your nervousness.

To be fair, it didn’t help at all. You could go on with the surgery without any problem, and your mind was focused on the tasks at hand, but you just felt out of it. What a relief that the patients was unable to stare at you from the operating table! That would be the cherry on top of all of today’s shit.

“Act professional,” you heard Jung’s whisper on your left. He was taking off his mask as well. His rubber gloves snickered as he removed them, and then threw them in the trash can. “I know, everybody gives you looks and they gossip, but not focusing on your job can end someone’s life. And I won’t be taking responsibility if you fuck up assisting on a surgery. Got it?”

You simply nodded, eyes fluttering in shame. Staring at the ugly linoleum seemed a better option then looking into the judging eyes of Jung.

He was right, you knew that. You were out of it during the whole operation, and you were lucky that you only got scolded by the Doc, not someone higher up on the hierarchy, or worse. You could have got an official warning for this. Hopefully, no one from the surgery will snitch you for this one time.

“Yeah. Just give me a minute.”

When you finally made eye contact with him, Jung opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by the desk lady’s voice.

“Resident L/N is expected at the front desk. Resident L/N is expected at the front desk.”

You both looked up at the ceiling before he dismissed you with waving his hand. He avoided meeting your eyes now.

Reception wasn’t too close to the operating wing, but the walk helped you cool your head off, and you started to wonder why you were asked to go to the front desk.

Your parents would never come to visit you. Only you went to them, and all of you were okay with it. So what or who else could it be?

You got your answer as you turned the last corner leading to the reception. At the front desk, stood the man from your latest nightmares: the skinny guy who broke into your apartment and assisted with beating you up.

He had a five o’clock shadow on his jaw and with an almost pleasing smile on his lips chatted away with the desk lady. And she seemed to be swooned by whatever he was telling her.

But pretty words and nice smiles couldn’t trick your now trained eyes. You saw right through him.

His eyes were rather cold, the smile never really reached them. His hand – the one he didn’t use for leaning on the front desk –, were constantly moving, probably trying the steam off his nerves.

With every step you took in his direction, a lump was forming and growing in your throat. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. You should just call Jung or Shindong. Yeah, you should do that for real.

But you were too stubborn for your own good. And a little stupid, maybe. So you walked right up to them, not sparing a glance to the man, you spoke to the desk lady, after taking a quick look at her name tag:

“Who was looking for me, Joonja?”

“Ah, yes, Resident L/N! This lovely man has been looking for you,” she said while pointing and smiling at the man next to you. You had to give her a point for not flinching when she saw your bruised face. Only then you dared to look at him, your expression not changing from being nonchalant. “He said, you planned to meet up today, but you never showed up or called him.”

“Did I, now?” Your voice was painted with a cynical tone, which made him blink slowly, fingers drumming on the counter. “Silly me for forgetting.”

“It’s okay. Let’s go and talk somewhere more private about rescheduling it.” His smooth talking made you break out in a cold sweat. He really was a professional, huh?

Maybe should have texted Shindong immediately, you thought as you started to walk away from the front desk. One last look at Joonja told you that in only ten minutes everyone will know that a mysterious man visited you to probably scold you about standing him up on your date. These would be just allegations, but as people will spread it, the truth would be deformed to a bunch of lies. Oh, well, you reputation was already tainted by the state of your face, so what more harm could this man appearing at your work would do to you? Except for killing you here or beating you a little more.

You confidently led him to a rarely used corridor of the hospital, then walked into a storage room. Cleaning will only start later in that wing of a hospital so you wouldn’t be interrupted right away, you thought as you looked at the cleaning supplies.

“What do you want?” You turned to the man with vicious eyes, after the door clicked shut behind you. “Are you planning on threatening me more at my work place? Because you won’t get away with that so easily.”

“Just here to give you a fair warning. Don’t meddle with Eunhyuk and his business.”

The way his face scrunched up and he refused to meet your eyes made you uneasy. He was standing close to the door, seemingly listening if anyone was coming, but you could only think about how he was blocking your only way of escaping if things turn for the worse. He fidgeted with his belt, fingers time to time wandering near his armpit. You suspected a gun hiding there which made you even more nervous.

“And you had to beat me up just to come and tell me that?”

“You seemed like a nice and hardworking person, so giving you a heads-up seemed appropriate. Siding with Eunhyuk doesn’t get you anything, you’ll only gonna get killed.”

“And you care because of why exactly?”

He heaved a long and heavy sigh, eyebrows furrowing with frustration.

The whole situation confused you. He was trying to help you? Making you to get away from Eunhyuk before you were involved too deeply with everything? Well, it was already too late. You helped the mafia boss and accepted money for your medical services. They clearly stated from that point on the only way out of it would be by a bullet to the heart. Clean, and making it look like anything but intentional murder, so no one would be suspicious. Except for this man, maybe.

“I don’t care. I only want to get to Eunhyuk, and if it will be through your dead body, then so be it.”

One word contradicting the other; it was hard to decide how you felt about that man. He seemingly wanted good for you by telling you to get away from Eunhyuk, yet saying not to care if he had to kill you to get to the mafia boss. Who was that man, anyway?

You inhaled sharply, getting enough of talking to him. Ten minutes must have passed since you left Joonja at the front desk, so words should have spread. It meant Jung would have heard about it already. You could only hope that he realizes that something was wrong and would call Shindong in.

It’s not like it seemed that the man in front of you planned to kill you here and right now, but you could never know with people like him. For the record, he didn’t even look like a thug or someone from the mafia. Nice, dark hair, simple clothes that you could see on any other man on the street. A nonchalant look on his face. Except for the possibility of having a gun on him, and those cold eyes that flickered around the room before settling on you again.

“For your defense: are you planning to tell me where Eunhyuk is?”

You smiled without any happiness, then scoffed.

“Still a no, for me.”

“I hoped you would change your mind. It would make things so much easier for you in the future.”

His words rang a bell in your head, so you decided to play the idiot card. You widened your smile, and in your most innocent voice managed to say:

“Change my mind? I don’t know anyone named Eunhyuk. I’m only a surgeon resident, trying to do my job here, but you keep me from that.”

It was his turn to scoff at your words. They were faker than artificial flowers sold at the dollar store. But if you would be in shit and someone questioned what were you talking about, nothing could be used against you. Deny and get away with everything was your strategy at the moment.

“I just…”

A knock on the door disturbed the moment, and the man failed to finish what he wanted to say. He was standing close to you, chest almost touching yours, which you only noticed now, when you were kicked out of the tense atmosphere. You were so focused on the conversation that you didn’t know when did you step closer to each other.

You stumbled back a little when the knocking could be heard again, followed by Jung’s voice:

“Yah, Resident L/N, your break has ended eight minutes ago.”

None of you questioned how did the Doc know you were in there, but you will definitely ask him later. The man opened the door and was greeted with the sight of Doctor Jung and Shindong. Scratching his stubble, he let out a low chuckle.

“Not knowing who Eunhyuk is, yet his dog is right here, looking for you.”

“What a coincidence!”

He stepped out of the storage room, bumping his shoulders into both men’s, giving them a smug look. You already saw Shindong reach for his gun on his belt as the man passed by them, but Jung put a hand over his before he could pull the weapon out. The doctor’s eyes were on you and with the shake of your head you signed him that nothing serious happened.

“See him out, then meet us here.”

Shindong only nodded at Jung’s words, then followed the nameless man out.

The doctor came in, trapping you two into the small room. The serious look only softened when he saw your form shaking.

“Are you okay?” He asked after a long pause.

“I’m good. How did you find us?”

“Security cameras and that stupid gossiping Joonja. Not to mention that no one would ever ask you on a date looking like that.”

The little jab didn’t even bother you anymore, but still hurt slightly.

“He was one of those who broke into my apartment.”

“What did he want? Tried to hurt you again? Or threatened you?”

“No, he warned me not to get involved with Eunhyuk and get out of it while I still can.”

“You can’t,” he added right away.

“I know. But he doesn’t.”

“What was that babbling about you not knowing Eunhyuk?”

You laughed humorlessly, running a hand over your hair. Your ponytail was still intact to your surprise.

“I played stupid. He felt off somehow. I mean, why would the enemy warn me to save my ass?”

“Maybe he fancies you.” Looking at him questioningly. You tried to keep a straight face, wanting him to break first. It didn’t took him long, his lips twitching until a smile took over his face. Laughing out loud, you doubled over, hands on knees. It was so unbelievable. Even thinking that the man who beat you up was liking you in any way was ridiculous.

“Let’s go and take a smoke break before getting back to work. We both deserve it.”

“What about Shindong? He supposed to find us here when he gets back.”

He just shrugged and was already out of the storage room, on his way for a cigarette.

The last time you smoked was in high school, and your lung didn’t have a great reaction to you inhaling smoke after such a long time. You coughed and choked, but continued smoking until you finished the cigarette. At first Jung gave you a weird look, but never said anything about your struggling. Not even made fun of you to Shindong who just got to you after you texted him your location.

You reeked of cigarette when you got back to the hospital, but you didn’t care. Jung was right, you deserved a break.

#lead and gold #eunhyuk smut #eunhyuk fanfic #eunhyuk #super junior fanfic #super junior smut #super junior

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meet the kims - siwon x ryeowook oneshot

synopsis: ryeowook and his husband, siwon, are on holiday in london. unfortunately, someone had to ruin things...

genre: horror, implied smut

tags: murder, lots of kisses, jealousy, possessive ryeowook

warnings: ryeowook is a fucking vampire

note: this was written BEFORE I found out that ryeowook was to be married. please don't kill me. this is just for fun. also "sophie's" is probably fictional (unless i'm wrong), so please don't search up "sophie's cafe in london".

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Ryeowook's Pov

Waking up with my husband was enough to make me feel calm. Siwon was still asleep in my arms, out cold due to the flight before. Poor Wonnie. Even when we were dating, he was always a tired bubu...

The holiday was mostly organised by our daughter and son, ruka and seunghan. It was mostly to keep us out of the house whilst they did what they wanted to do.

So yeah, here we are.

Since we are part of Super Junior, we had to try and stay out of the fans eyes - even if we ARE married. And even if Siwon WANTS to give fans autographs.

Fast forward, we head to a cafe called "Sophie's", and we are sitting down, waiting for our orders.

"It was nice of Ruka and Seungie to suggest London. Everyone's so polite and generous! It's like I'm in a fairytale," Siwon complimented. I smiled, Wonnie's cheesy comments always bring joy to my soul.

"Yeah, it is a nice place. Shame about the politics-" I was about to say, before Siwon hushed me. Oh. We aren't allowed to talk about the bad politics of the country. Shit.

We now had our orders, and their are more tasty than I originally thought...

(ryeowook's order)

(siwon's order)

Like holy shit! Britain probably has the best breakfast ever(!) - apart from mac n cheese in the morning(😂)

After we finished, we were back at the hotel, and about to get in our room. But...there was a problem.

"Hey, sugar daddy!" I heard an annoying little b***h speak to my fucking husband. "Is that your little brother? He looks so cute! I could just squish his little cheeks!"

I'm not fucking little😒

"He's my husband, my lady. So please don't ruin our night for us." Siwon jumped in, trying to de-escalate things. This made the girl even more angry.

"You're GAY?! NO! HE'S MY SUGAR DADDY! NOT YOURS!" Didn't I just say that we were married?

"Please, just stop harassing me and my husband. We have kids at home, as well. So can you please leave us alone?" Siwon asked, trying to keep calm.

I knew we had to get back in our room. Siwon was just gonna accidentally punch her in the face in anger. Despite Siwon's kind nature, he could get very angry. Even our leader, Leeteuk, was scared of him sometimes.

We were just lying down on the bed, when we got a text from Donghae.

"Hey guys, so that woman who harassed you and Siwon? She was at me and Eunhyuk's apartment last night. And she almost broke someone's nose. You gotta do something, man."

I'd had enough.

I found out her identity as "SuperTitties", aka Summer Nylon. She was a saesang from America and KNEW that we were coming to London. Shit. To make matters worse, she followed NCT fucking WISH!!

Someone needed to put this psycho down.

So I pretended to fall asleep, and turn into my ghost form. So that I could find and kill this bitch.

She was at her house, watching some Love Island or some shit, and was basically dozing off. So I made my move, and drank her dry.

I made sure that she didn't wake up, or struggled. Not because it was fun, but because I'm not a terrible person. I didn't want to make her suffer.

After I had my fill, I took my leave and returned to my body. The good thing about being a vampire-ghost hybrid, is that I can leave no evidence of my crimes.

The problem was that the remaining evidence would be on my mouth.

"Baby! You okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Oh no...

"No, I'm fine," I tried to laugh, but Siwon saw through me, and had a sad look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I thought you'd hate me for killing her. She just...needed to go," I sighed, looking away. But Siwon held me close, silently telling me that it was okay.

"Babe, we've been married for 5 years. I would never hate you. In fact...I love you even more," Siwon said, with a slight smirk on his face.

Thats when I realised - he had came back from killing another saesang.

Flashback...

Siwon's Pov

I was out of the hotel and getting some shopping for my husband, Ryeowook, and also for Donghae and Eunhyuk's upcoming comeback, when a man said, "Hi, do you know where Kim Ryeowook is?"

I shook my head and asked why. "So that I can show that Kim Siwon how I fuck pretty boys!"

He was VERY fucking lucky that he didn't recognise me because if he did, he wouldn't say anything like the bug he was.

So I decided to end the pathetic little worm's life.

I went to his house, and apparently he had company. And god, it was traumatic as fuck.

There were naked women and men doing...things with each other.

God damnit Gen z.

So I just waited til they left, then I made my move.

After dealing with that fuckface, I returned to my body, where Ryeowook was asleep.

Then I realised that he had blood on his mouth, meaning that he did something similar to me...

I smiled to myself, then feigned being asleep...

Present Day

Ryeowook's Pov

I just stared at Siwon for a while, before laughing. Not at him, but... I couldn't believe it.

I then kissed him roughly, letting him taste the blood. Siwon smirked against my lips, then placed me down on the bed

"Do you wanna go rough, baby?" I asked. He nods, still smirking.

Oh baby...I couldn't tell you what happened if I wanted to. But just know, that I am the dominant one.

#kpop #super junior #siwook #smut-ish #implied smut #horror #kisses #yaoi

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submissivekpop · 3 years

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ok but cockwarming w super junior 🤩🥵

The ones who find it really relaxing (like, for real): Leeteuk, Yesung

The one who can't stand still no matter how hard he tries: Donghae

The ones who try to tease you but end up begging you to let them fuck you after two minutes: Eunhyuk, Heechul, Ryeowook

The ones who just don't get the point - and complain about it: Siwon, Kyuhyun

The one who doesn't get the point, but does it anyways because you asked him to and he can't say no to you: Shindong

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elf-bot · 2 years

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⌗ MY FICS RECOMMENDATION LIST

this is a list of some of my fave fics and some masterlists for suju, ofc if you know more writers and fics please let me know so i can add them in here !

last update: sometime in november, 2022, i lost the date

∴ LEETEUK

barely

not-so-secret

hesitance - smut

hesitance part 2 - smut

late night snack

i’d rather be insane - smut

birthday wishes

cookie kiss

tease - smut

∴ HEECHUL

i don’t mind

next time - smut

quickie - smut

bored - smut

astralsweetness’ drabble - non explicit smut

we just need a drink - smut

∴ YESUNG

honeymoon sweetness - smut

“If you weren’t so drunk maybe I would.”

anything - smut

more than a friend

mirrors - smut

pregnancy struggles, baby struggles

good boy - smut

all you have to do is ask - smut

∴ SHINDONG

yeah, ok, but i’m cooler

visitor

move night - smut

∴ EUNHYUK

06:00 am (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

impatient

drunken fwb (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

hormonal

my prince

i miss you - smut

∴ DONGHAE

cacao - suggestive

home

one night part 1 & part 2

tails you lose part 1 & part 2 - smut

06:00 am (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

drunken fwb (donghae & eunhyuk) - smut

∴ SIWON

announcement

a rainy evening

2+1 (leeteuk & siwon) - smut

lost & found

double check

bad habits - smut

from the ground up - smut

shownuslaugh’s siwon smut

batman suit - smut (ao3)

7 minutes in heaven - smut

∴ RYEOWOOK

working birthday

∴ KYUHYUN

did you enjoy it? - smut

knowing hubby

here, you can have mine

almost - smut

too much to bear - smut

honeymoon tension - smut

lazy evening - smut

sexual tensions - smut

move night - smut (ao3)

⌗ SUJU FICS MASTERLIST

chicken fifi’s masterlist

obsessedwithbbandsuju’s masterlist

blu-jon’s masterlist

2ya2yao’s masterlist

kpop imaginings’ masterlist

sujusoo’s masterlist

some writers rec here !!

#super junior scenarios #super junior smut #super junior imagine #super junior x reader #suju scenarios #suju imagines #suju x reader #leeteuk #heechul #yesung #shindong #eunhyuk #donghae #siwon #ryeowook #kyuhyun #kpop imagines

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kinky-kprompts-blog · 6 years

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Super Junior reaction to coming home and finding you in a skirt

“Can write a super junior reaction to them coming back from work and seeing you in a schoolgirl skirt ready to go to school but they get horny and you end up not going”

Leeteuk:

He’d immediately pin you down upon seeing you, not even giving you time to say hello and ask how his day was.

Heechul:

He was planning on coming home and going straight to bed and faked disappointment as he saw you. Although he whined and complained about being tired, the bulge in his pants said otherwise.

Yesung:

He’d let out a soft laugh at your appearance, used to you trying to seduce him at times like this. Although he usually has a large amount of self control, the school girl skirt breaks him and sends blood to his growing bulge.

Kangin:

He would watch you in amusement, knowing that you were trying to get under his skin, and while it definitely was working he wasn't gonna let you know that.

Shindong:

*You’re Donghae*

This man would think that you are absolutely adorable and give you the biggest hug as you pouted from your plan not working.

Sungmin:

(In a world where Sungmin isn't married of course)

He wouldn't even hesitate as he pins you to the bed immediately, while he'd find the outfit cute, it would also set off a switch within in.

Eunhyuk:

This man would almost lose it just looking at you in a school girl skirt, and let me tell you this man has some stamina and could probably take you for 2 or more rounds.

Donghae:

He would think that you were just being cute, as soon as you bent over the bed to expose your panties, his entire demeanour changed and he had you pinned in seconds.

Siwon:

Siwon would be calm in the situation, taking his time to watch you fall apart under him and make you think twice about wearing an outfit like that again (but you did anyways)

Ryeowook:

He would look over your outfit slowly and try his best to keep his cool, failing miserably. He loved seeing how much effort you put into teasing him.

Kyuhyun:

He would try to play it off like he didn't see you, but he definitely did and he was struggling immensely to hide the quickly growing bulge in his pants. Whether he gives in or not would depend on the limits you're willing to push him to.

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Hey guys, sorry this took so long, things will definitely be getting posted much quicker now!

-Admin A

#super junior smut #leeteuk smut #heechul smut #yesung smut #kangin smut #shindong smut #sungmin smut #eunhyuk smut #donghae smut #siwon smut #ryeowook smut #kyuhyun smut #super junior reactions

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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Announcement!

I will be holding a holiday event this December once again! Rather than creating a google form (seeing as that didn't work very well for my previous event), I will be accepting the first 31 requests that come through for this event. Since it's going to be a holiday event, please send in holiday prompts with your artist of choice (anyone currently in any of my masterlists who I write for. please note that if the artist you request is strictly platonic or sibling, I will only write in that context for them). I am open to smut for this event as well (please check out my guidelines regarding smut. if they aren't followed, or disregard my guideline, I won't be writing that request). I will only accept one request for each artist (no one artist will be written twice) for this event. below the cut I will paste a list of all of the artists I write for, when their name is crossed off, they are off limits in terms of requesting for this event. Please make sure you give the name of the group since there are some members with the same names on this list! I will try to have any requests that don't make to this event written as my usual posts in subsequent months. I hope you guys are excited!

2pm: Jun.K Nichkhun Taecyeon Wooyoung Junho Chansung (platonic or siblings only)

BigBang: T.O.P Taeyang (platonic or sibling) G-Dragon Daesung

BTOB: Eunkwang Minhyuk (BTOB) Changsub Hyunsik Peniel Ilhoon Sungjae

BTS: Jin Suga J-Hope RMJimin V Jungkook

Day6: Sungjin YoungK Wonpil Dowoon

EXO: Xiumin Suho Lay Baekhyun Chen (platonic or siblings) Chanyeol D.O Kai Sehun

GOT7: Mark Jay B Jackson Jinyoung Youngjae BamBam Yugyeom

Highlight: Doojoon Yoseob Gikwang Dongwoon

Monsta X: Shownu Kihyun Minhyuk Hyungwon Joohoney I.M

NCT: Taeil Johnny Taeyong Yuta Kun Doyoung Ten Jaehyun WinWin Jungwoo Mark Xiaojun Hendery Renjun Jeno Haechan Jaemin Yangyang Shotoro Sungchan Chenle Jisung

SF9: Inseong Youngbin Jaeyoon Dawoon Zuho Yoo Taeyang Rowoon Hwiyoung Chani

Shinee: Onew Key Minho Taemin

Stray Kids: Bang Chan Lee Know Changbin Hyunjin HanFelix Seungmin I.N

Super Junior: Leeteuk Heechul Yesung ShindongEunhyuk Siwon Donghae Ryeowook Kyuhyun Zhoumi Henry Lau

Super M: Baekhyun Taemin Kai Taeyong Ten Lucas Mark

TVXQ: Yunho Changmin (platonic or siblings)

Winner: Jinu Hoony Mino Yoon

Soloist: Christian Yu Eric Nam Gray Huang Zitao Hwang Chiyeol Jay Park Kim Jongkook Luhan Monster Woo Simon Dominic Wonho

Actors: Chen Xuedong Gong Yoo Ji ChangwookKim Bum Kim Seonho Lee Dongwook Lee Jongsuk Lee Joongi Lee Minho Lee Seunggi Park Bogum Park Hyungsik Park Seojoon Song Joongki Wi Hajoon Woo Dohwan Xiao Zhan

#'tis the season 2022 #'tis the season 2022 event #'tis the season 2022 masterlist #'tis the season 2022 drabbles

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kpopimaginings · 3 years

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SuJu Reaction: How they are during sex

This is separate to my kink headcanons. This is more just standard, day-to-day sex and how they treat you during

Leeteuk

Passionate boy. Pretty much always up for it. His work can be tiring so he doesn't always initiate it, but if you do he won't turn you down. Finds any excuse, birthday, anniversary, you cooked him a great meal, he missed you, he was late one time. He can and will fix issues with sex.

Heechul

A big tease in the build up/foreplay. When it comes down to the act, an actual sweetheart. Likes it to be about just the two of you. Tries not to bring outside stress/anger or anything into the bedroom. Can be a bit selfish at times but will always make sure you finish even if he's finished and uses his fingers. Gives 0 fucks about gender norms/expectations. Will just go will the flow.

Yesung

Loud. Not necessarily with words, just loud. Unlike Heechul, may bring outside energy in. Sex is his favourite way to destress, then he will be cute and cuddly with you like you deserve. Very handsy, touching you all over.

Shindong

He has moves. Most of the time not very serious in the moment. Expect to be stopping to laugh because he said something dumb just to see your smile. Can be serious depending on the situation though. But if its just something that’s arisen from the heat of the moment, he just wants to have fun with you. Behind all the jokes he’s an affectionate, cuddly boyfriend though.

Eunhyuk

Passionate boy #2. Normally the one to initiate it. Sex is motivated by just how crazy you make him 99% of the time. You can just be sitting there not doing much and he's watching you thinking about how perfect you are and how much he loves you and how he's going to turn you on too. Might not always make it to the bedroom. Tends to talk a lot.

Siwon

A gentleman, but very cheeky. A tease, but treats you so well. Normally very soft and romantic. Will be very upset if he knows you didn't finish/finds out you faked it. Occasionally will have a goofy moment and may ruin the vibe so neither of you end up finishing. Spends most of it kissing you.

Donghae

Likes the emotional connection of the moment. Will talk during, and enjoys when you do too. Likes reassurance that you are ok and enjoying yourself and will give the same to you. Another one who likes lots of kisses in the moment.

Ryeowook

Another loud one. Lots of moaning. and a lot of energy. a healthy mix of serious and fun, normally depending on the context.

Kyuhyun

Secret softie. Loves the romantic aspect of it. Likes to be the one to make the first move. As much as he loves you and sex, he prefers to do it on his terms as with most physical affection. If you want to initiate, best to use words over physical touch. Likes the feeling of being as close to you as possible and the fact that your only focus is each other.

NAVIGATION | SUPER JUNIOR MASTERLIST

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sujusins · 3 years

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How Super Junior would eat out their s/o (18+)

Hi ELF! This is my first imagine so I hope that it’s ok and that people find enjoyment out of reading it ;) Feel free to send me requests of what sort of things you would like to see me do next (If I figure out how to work tumblr hehe)

Leeteuk

Leeteuk is quite dominant in the bedroom and this is made obvious when he is giving head. It is clear that he is in control. He would wrap his arms around your thighs, locking you in position, so that you can’t wriggle away from his touch. His tongue would explore you thoroughly and it would feel so amazing. He likes eating you out and will do it quite often as he wants to see you completely submit to him. If you behave yourself and allow him to do is thing then you will climax in no time.

Heechul

Loves to tease you and watch you beg for him. He would lightly stroke your inner thigh slowly, making you squirm. He loves to lightly kiss around your clit and stroke around the skin very softly to elicit moans from you. He would take his time bringing you close and then stop to make you frustrated and more needy for him. However, it would be worth it for the mind blowing orgasm he would give you.

Yesung

Yesung is someone who is serious when it comes to sex and this would be a very intimate act for him to perform. It might take a little while for him to become confident enough to do this for you but if you assure him, then it will be a beautiful moment for you two. He will be very gentle and caring with you, taking extra care not to hurt you in any way and only bring you pleasure. Hearing you moan turns him on and makes him feel proud for being the reason you feel such pleasure. Oral sex with Yesung would be magical and really special.

Shindong

I think Shindong would be a bit shy like Yesung and similarly, also eager to please. He wouldn’t be too rough with you and which would result in long drawn out moans from you as you slowly grew closer to your climax. He likes it when you moan out his name as he eats you out, as it makes him feel excited. Also quite likes to have you sit on his face ;) He would speed up a bit once you were close, not stopping until you had reached your high.

Eunhyuk

Another guy who I think would be big on teasing you. He loves seeing you become a mess under his touch. Would probably finger you whilst sucking your clit, trying to overstimulate you. He would eat you out hungrily as if you were the most delicious thing in the world. His gorgeous lips and hot tongue would feel amazing against your quivering pussy. If you tug on his hair it will spur him on even further. He also is obsessed with your boobs and loves to feel them up while he’s going down on you.

Siwon

Siwon is a gentleman in the bedroom but that doesn’t mean he’s gonna go easy on you. He would start off slow and sensual and speed up as you start to moan more and writhe on the sheets. He would gaze up at you with his dark eyes and furrowed brows as he tenderly licked your folds. His handsome face staring up at you would send even more shivers down your spine. He wouldn’t tease you that much as he wants you to relax and just enjoy the pleasurable sensations. Would take his time with you and would turn you into a moaning mess.

Donghae

Donghae would be super romantic in the bedroom. Sex with him would be so passionate and beautiful. He would love to go down on you as he really wants to make you feel good, and you’d be happy to return the favour later ;) He would watch your reactions intently so he knows what you like best. Donghae would softly stroke your skin with loving touches as he worked towards your orgasm. Would pay special attention to the clit and use his fingers as well as his mouth (we love a man that can multitask). Also finds it hot to look up and make eye contact with you to see your flustered face.

Ryeowook

Despite his cute face, this man is a filthy teaser during sex. Loves to edge you and get you close with his fingers just to remove them and slowly kiss your pussy. Likes it when you pull his hair too. Whispers compliments about how beautiful you look like this. I think Ryeowook would also like for you to ride his face, loving how up close and personal he could be with you. Would tell you to be as loud as you want as he wants to hear you let it all out. He would make you come with ease.

Kyuhyun

Kyuhyun would be passionate and romantic like Donghae. I think he could be a bit shy about it at first but he would end up absolutely loving going down on you. He’d be so sensual, creating a beautiful erotic atmosphere whenever he performed oral sex on you. Sometimes he would moan against you, enjoying it so much, which would make you feel really hot. His mouth would feel so good and his hands would roam over your body, leaving delicate and electric touches.

#super junior #suju #superjunior #suju smut #super junior smut #super junior reactions #leeteuk #heechul #yesung #shindong #eunhyuk #hyukjae #siwon #donghae #ryeowook #kyuhyun

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caliboyjaeffrey · 7 years

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How Long I’ve Waited (Ryeowook x Reader)

Rating: M, with plot

(A/N) Ayy it’s ya girl Ry back at it again with that plot filled smut that everyone loves and craves like crack lol I’m actually seriously proud of this one bc I worked my ass off and put my heart and soul into my writing. I love Ryeowook so much like he has such a special place in my heart. I miss him so much and I will literally cry a waterfall of joy when he returns from the army. Please enjoy some plot and smut fam!!!!! I had to even insert a Keep Reading because it was long AF lol

"________, I know this isn't the best timing but I-"

"I'll wait for you."

"I'll always wait for you."

Staring out the glass window of your apartment as the rain poured down on Seoul, you remembered the last conversation you had with him, with Ryeowook. It had been rainy that day too, much like this one, before the sun had shown softly on the day of his conscription into the army. You remembered you had been fighting with him out of fear, scared because he had decided to join the military as an active duty soldier rather than a public worker. It terrified you thinking of Ryeowook holding a gun, trained to possibly shoot and kill if need be, to be on the front lines if duty called. He'd yelled at you for the first time that day, hands gripping your shoulders and tears threatening to spill down his cheeks from his soft brown eyes. You yelled back because you loved him, and he didn't know it, you were his best friend first and foremost. "Stop treating me like I'm not a man, ______!" "I'm not treating you like a kid for fun Ryeowook!" "Then why?!" "Because I love you, goddammit!"

You remember the shock you felt of those dreaded words passing your lips, the shock on Ryeowook's face as his grip suddenly lightened and his eyes searched your face for more. The heavy quiet in your apartment was deafening, and his soft voice, no matter how he murmured, still felt like a shout to your heart. "What?" You couldn't bear to look at him anymore, turning out of his grip and wrapping your arms around yourself as you stared out over the city skyline. The ambient light would have been beautiful if your tears weren't blurring everything from view as you tried to calm the pain in your chest. You finally turned to him with a hurt smile on your lips, "I love you, Ryeowook. I've always loved you." With his arms hanging limply at his side, he was rendered speechless, looking unable to formulate a complete thought as he could only stare at you with those big brown eyes. Inside, you urged him to say something, begged him to accept or reject you instead of just staring at you like the fool you were. Fresh tears spilled down your cheeks as you turned away from him again and walked towards your bedroom, realizing with a bitterness that he didn't love you like you loved him at all. Silence was the only answer you needed. "The door's over there." "_________-" You had slammed the door shut, collapsing on your wood floors of your bedroom in a heap as the sobs wracked through your chest and made your throat sore. You remembered the silence again, except for the soft creaks of the wooden floors as Ryeowook showed himself out, the door shutting quietly behind him with a definitive click. Staring out the window now, you remembered the absolute agony you felt knowing that the next day he would be gone. Not forever, but two years would feel like forever. It would have been forever if that night you hadn't stayed up in your living room, staring at the black screen of your television as you thought of all the ways your last conversation with him could have turned out differently. You had thought he would never want to speak to you ever again after how you had treated him, until you heard hurried knocks on the door through the deafening sounds of the rain and rumbling of thunder in the distance. You had stood up too quickly, dizzy as you stumbled over to the door and whipped it open to find a rain soaked and breathless Ryeowook, warm eyes wide as the world. "Ryeowook...?" You were barely able to get his name out before he embraced you, arms tight as he pulled you securely into his damp chest. If you weren't surprised beyond all belief already, when he suddenly pulled away and cupped your face you knew this couldn't be real. Placing his petal soft lips on yours, Ryeowook kissed you with as much passion as he could convey in one gesture. Your eyes slid close at the feeling, clinging to his wet jacket as you pressed closer to him, craving the warmth that lurked beneath his clothing. It felt as though he had pulled away all too soon, lips swollen as he looked down at you with so much adoration you felt your heart seize. "________, I know this isn't the best timing but I-" You silenced him with another kiss, knowing what words were about to come from his mouth. You didn't need to hear them to know what he meant, just his presence and the fact that he came back was enough. You caressed his lips chastely with your own before pulling away, stroking his cheek tenderly as you looked up at him with determination in your eyes. "I'll wait for you." "I'll always wait for you." And that was the last time you spoke to him in person. You sighed to yourself still gazing out over the drizzling skyline of Seoul like you always did, like he would appear in the window of some apartment building waving at you. You exchanged letters with him, because that's all he was allowed with non-family members, besides the one call a month he was permitted after begging his superiors time and time again. He had been assigned extra duties because of it, but he had told you it was a labor of love, just hearing your voice for ten minutes made it all worth it. You treasured his velvety voice over the phone too, replayed it in your mind over and over to stop yourself from missing him too much. You couldn't help yourself though, you loved him. You were startled out of your thoughts as the phone in your apartment rang, the sound echoing off the walls of the clean interior. You jumped up from your favorite chair and scurried over to the kitchen where the phone was ringing cheerfully, sliding along in your fuzzy socks on the slippery floor. You did a spin for fun before snatching up the phone without looking at the caller ID, your voice as bright as you could muster, "Hello!" "________?" You nearly dropped the phone, catching it in your grip clumsily as you cupped it to your face with both hands, flabbergasted, "Ryeowook?!" He exclaimed in relief, and you could hear the excitement in his voice, "________! I don't have a lot of time but let me first tell you that I-" "I know!," you grinned, cutting him off as he chuckled on the other line. You could hear the smile in his voice as he teased, whining cutely, "When are you going to let me tell you? "Not until we can see each other in person again," you smiled, lips pressing softly to the phone as you imagined kissing him again. "Well then, guess I don't have to wait that long because I have something to ask you," he mumbled, a little shy suddenly as your perked up at his words. "And what would that be?," you asked, practically itching with curiosity as you bounced on your toes impatiently, squinting your eyes in suspicion, "And why do you sound so embarrassed, Wookie?" "Well," he swallowed, and you heard him turn away to clear his throat. "The base I'm stationed at is going to be having a gala, a black tie event of sorts and they asked me to sing at it." "That's wonderful," you smiled, glad that Ryeowook was still able to get the opportunity to perform, even during his enlistment. "But I'm still confused-" "Will you go with me?," he blurted out, voice stuttering nervously as he continued, "We can invite one civilian to escort and, of course, you were the first and only person I thought of, but if you can't go-" "Yes!," you exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly. "I'll go, I'll go!" You couldn't help but hold the phone to your chest and let out a scream of excitement. "You'll go?," he sounded so relieved that you wanted to wrap him up in your arms for being so effortlessly cute. You heard a faint 'yes!' as he pulled the phone away, and you grinned at the thought of him thinking he had to convince you to go. "So it's really fancy?," you asked, shuffling your feet in excitement. "Like black tie and everything?" "Yep," he answered, his voice giving away all his happiness. "You'll have a room booked at a hotel close to base and I'll come pick you up. You should receive a letter in the mail from one of my superiors with all the details." "Okay," you smiled, cradling the phone close to your cheek. "I can't wait to see you, Ryeowook." "I can't wait to see you too, sweetheart," he spoke softly, his voice like silk. You felt your heartbeat quicken at the pet name, never having heard it come from his lips before. You loved it more than you could say. "I have to go now," he said suddenly, sadness creeping into his words. "But I'll see you soon, okay?" He teased you gently, not wanting to leave you on a solemn note, "Don't miss me too much." "I'll try," you but your lip to hide your grin. "I'll see you soon." With that he hung up, unable, like always, to say goodbye. Ryeowook never said goodbye, even when the two of you were just friends, it was always "See you soon!" or "See you later!". You liked that about him, it made him feel continuous and eternal, like he'd always be with you somehow. Setting the phone down, you released the real scream of jubilee that you had been holding in since picking up the phone. You spun around your apartment, laughing maniacally as you slipped your socks off and opened the sliding glass door to your tiny balcony. Ignoring the rain you gripped the railing tightly as you hung over and shouted out to the skyline for joy, "God, I love him so much!" And even with the distance, you knew he could hear you and that comforted your heart, wrapping it in an excitement that made your limbs buzz with energy and your head to spin. You don't know how long you shouted your love for Ryeowook to no one in particular, but when you finally ran back inside, your clothes were sopping wet and your hair was dripping. But you could care less, you were going to see him. Be with him. Touch him. Kiss him. Love him.

Just like Ryeowook said, you'd received a very formal and fancy invitation to his military gala. You smiled down at the gold embossed lettering of his name, indicating that he would be giving a special performance during the event. You scurried to your room and reached under until you found your memory box, opening the dingey light blue box to find keepsakes, special cards, and such things. You carefully placed the invitation on top of the pile of notes and letters you'd created and resealed the top, sliding it back underneath your bed. You stood up and dusted yourself off, already eager to pack for the trip to Ryeowook's base tomorrow. You'd even already bought a dress especially for the occasion, going out and spending your latest paycheck on something beautiful the moment Ryeowook had invited you over the phone. You packed quickly even though you weren't going to be leaving until early tomorrow morning, your eagerness could not be quelled. Soon enough and not even half an hour later, your single suitcase was completely packed, save for a few needed toiletries. It being late already, you dressed in your pajamas, brushing your teeth tiredly as you readied yourself for bed. You stretched and flopped back on your bed, wanting the hours to speed by so tomorrow could come faster. You shut your eyes and tried counting sheep, but impatience kept you awake for a while before you finally drifted into a restless slumber.

You remember vaulting out of bed like a rocket, scrambling to your closet and stressing for about twenty minutes about what you would wear. You settled on something comfortable, but put together because you would be traveling for most of the day anyway. Soft blue linen shorts and a well loved coral top that was just the right amount of worn to still be considered fashionable. You didn't even bother with makeup, far too preoccupied with your eagerness to leave than your appearance. You'd stress about your hair and makeup later before the gala.

After gathering all your things, you took a taxi from your apartment building to the train station that would carry you all the way to Ryeowook's base. It wasn't that long of a ride, but felt like ages before the fast train peeled to a halt gracefully, the doors opening fluidly as you grabbed your bag and jumped to your feet. Walking out of the train station, you went to hail a cab but lowered your hand when you saw a man holding up a sign with your name standing beside a sedan. You smiled and jogged over to him, raising your own hand in greeting, "Hello!" The man was dressed in standard army uniform, not a pin or hair out of place as he turned toward you, "Ah! Are you Miss _______?" "Yes sir, that's me," you grinned wheeling your suitcase in front of you as he took it from your grasp and placed it in the trunk. He opened the cab door and gestured for you to get in as he smiled, "Ryeowook made special arrangements for one of us to pick him up, he's always picking on the trumpets." "The trumpets...?," you furrowed your brow in confusion as he slid into the drivers seat. He looked at you through the mirror as he spoke, "Didn't you know? Ryeowook is part of the 37th division military band. That's where he was stationed, didn't he tell you?" "He told me he was singing but he never mentioned anything about being in the military band," you couldn't help but smile, feeling relieved that he had been placed somewhere he could still sing and perform. The rest of the drive was spent in polite chatter with the obvious trumpet playing driver, talking about Ryeowook and all the crazy antics he got into at his base. Everything sounded like him and you wanted to to hear more, but your arrival at the hotel cut you short. Your heart was pounding, didn't he say he would pick you up at the hotel? You hurriedly got out of the car, not even waiting for the driver to get your suitcase for you as you wrenched open the trunk and barreled toward the automatic sliding glass doors of the shiny hotel. You arrived in the lobby breathless, looking around and turning in circles as you searched the crowded and busy lobby for Ryeowook's face. You frowned when you didn't find him, a receptionist calling you over politely, "Ma'am? May I help you check in?" Pulling your gaze away from the hoards of people, you walked over to the lobby desk, smiling apologetically as you answered, "Yes, please." "What name would the room be under?," the woman asked, fingers posed over the keyboard as she looked up at you expectantly. "Ryeowook, Kim Ryeowook," you said quickly, your heart racing at just the sound of his name escaping your lips. The receptionist looked surprised as she typed in the name, bewildered as she clicked on the name, "Ryeowook? As in Super Junior's Ryeowook? Are you his girlfriend?" You nodded shyly, taking the key card that she handed you, "Something like that. Thank you." "Have a nice stay," she said with a smile, already whispering to the other receptionist beside her excitedly. You hurried away with a blush toward the elevator, your suitcase rolling behind as you pressed a button indicating the tenth floor, where the suits were apparently located. Leave it to Ryeowook to spoil you, even from a distance. Once you'd arrived outside your room's door, you slid the key card in and opened the door breathlessly, heart hoping Ryeowook would already be in there. You dropped your suitcase and ran into the room, "Ryeowook...?" But there wasn't a soul besides your own in the room as your shoulders sagged in disappointment. Your heart felt heavy from tension as you glanced at your phone, wanting nothing more than a text from him to indicate he was on his way to get you. You were simply greeted with the time, alotting you a little over an hour to get ready and look presentable. Your eyes grew wide at the numbers on the screen, throwing your phone down as you picked your suitcase back up and unzipped it, rifling through its contents for your dress and makeup. Forty minutes later, after a scalding shower and fifteen minutes stressing over your hair and makeup, you were dressed for the night. You took a look at yourself in a large mirror that hung on the wall of the hotel room, turning in a circle slowly as you searched for any mistakes of strings out of place. You smoothed down your dress, already knowing it was something that Ryeowook would definitely like. It was a simple, yet elegant black silk gown with an open back and thin straps framing a sweetheart neckline. It accentuated your curves in a demure way, not too risqué, but just the right amount of sexy that men would give you a second look. You grinned and bent over to slide your heels on, glad you had chosen your most comfortable and easy to walk in pair. The timing was almost too perfect as you stood up and you heard a few solid raps on your room's door. You froze where you were, heart beating so fast you swore you could see it as you stumbled over to the door in your heels and ripped it open. You pressed a hand to your mouth and let out a sob of happiness as you were greeted with the only sight you wanted to see. Standing there looking trim and clean in his camouflage uniform and black beret, was Ryeowook. He grinned at your reaction and instantly pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your neck, "________." You could only sob into his chest as you clung to him, not even caring if you ruined the hard work you had put into your hair and makeup. You said his name over and over, gripping his uniform in your fingers as your tears soaked it, "Ryeowook, Ryeowook, Ryeowook..." He rocked you, gently pressing kisses to your neck, face, and lips in between the sound of you saying name. He felt his own tears spill down his cheek as he murmured, "I'm here, I'm here. _________, I'm here." You pulled away and looked up at him, laughing through your tears as you pressed a hand to your mouth, "Ryeowook, I can't even believe-" "I know, sweetheart," he smiled, wiping away his own tears with a laugh before swiping under your eyes carefully with his thumb. "This doesn't feel real." You couldn't help yourself any longer; the need to have him close as possible beyond an embrace made your heart ache. You cupped his face and brought his lips to your own, smiling against his mouth as he stooped down to bring you back into his arms. How long had it been since that night when he first kissed you? It felt like a thousand years, but you'd wait that long again just to have him like this, to kiss you softly in the doorway of some hotel. It began chastely, until his hands began to run up and down your sides heatedly, his thumbs brushing against your rib cage through the thin silk of your dress. He took a step closer, letting his hips press against your own, the intimacy of such a simple gesture made heat pool in the bottom of your stomach. You let out the softest moan you could muster, his name escaping past his kisses as you gripped the front of his uniform, "Ryeowook. Don't we...?" He pulled away with a smile full of longing, nodding as he bit his lip, "I guess we'll have to wait until after the gala, right?" He grew sheepish as his thumb tried to subtly wipe away the lipstick that traveled outside the shape of your mouth, "You might want to reapply your lipstick before we go." You stepped inside your room and regarded the smudged mess of your lips, grinning at his reflection behind you, "And you might want to wipe your mouth." Ryeowook saw the mess of his own lips with wide eyes and laughed, dampening a washcloth and wiping his mouth with a grin. You watched him out of the corner of your eye as you swiped a fresh coat of lipstick on, choosing a more kissproof one this time. It felt so natural to be with him again, doing such menial things like this made you flush with happiness as you grabbed his face and kissed his cheek while he protested, "I just wiped it off-" "Kiss proof, you dummy," you grinned, turning his face so he could see his lipstick free cheek in the mirror. He looked cutely surprised, "Oh." A mischievous look appeared on his face as quickly changed his mind, leaning in again, "Well in that case." "Nuh-uh, Mr. Casanova," you grinned, hands on his surprisingly muscled chest as you pushed him away teasingly. "Are we going to this party or not? I didn't get dolled up for no reason, you know." You grabbed your clutch and keycard, urging him toward the door as you stepped into the hotel hallway backwards, unable to take your eyes off of him. He took your hand and flashed you a smirk, his eyes roving over your figure as you stepped out of the room, "You mean this wasn't all for me?" You blushed and looked down bashfully, lacing your fingers with his as you headed for the elevator, "Of course it was for you." His finger froze right above the down button before he pressed it, his own face turning red as he stooped down to place another peck on your lips. You smiled softly to yourself as the empty elevator opened, stepping in with his strong hand around the curve of your hip. After the long ride down, and Ryeowook pressing you against the wall for a quick and heated kiss that left you breathless, you stepped out of the lobby and into the evening air. He had a car waiting, a twin to the one that had picked you up earlier sitting parked close to the building. Ryeowook held the passenger door open for you as you slid in eagerly, a winning smile on his face, "Princess." Your face heated up from the nickname, realizing you might have a little something something for that kind of thing. You fanned yourself before Ryeowook slipped into the driver's seat, trying your best to appear poised and unaffected as he smiled at you, "Ready?"

Under normal circumstances, the base would have appeared to be rather bland and spartan. But with such a special event like the annual military gala, the base seemed to have been spruced up a bit to appear, dare you say it, more romantic. The party was held in a training field next to the main buildings in a big white event tent that seemed impossibly large, the inside dancing with twinkling lights and a removable wooden floor. You wondered at everything with wide eyes as Ryeowook guided you into the tent, arm laced formally with his. Many people, of course, gawked at the two of you. Who would've thought that Super Junior's Ryeowook would bring his famous and almost mystical girlfriend that he bragged about to his division constantly. You were welcomed with open arms after the initial shock, blushing beautifully whenever Ryeowook would introduce you as his girlfriend to everyone who asked, even if they already knew. He seemed so proud to have you there, unable to take his eyes off of you as you socialized with his fellow soldiers and their significant others or friends. It made you glad to know that Ryeowook had made friends with these people, glad that he wasn't cooping himself up.

A man with many glittering medals walked up to Ryeowook, who entangled his arm from yours for a mere second as he saluted politely to him, "Sir." "Private Ryeowook," the man nodded curtly to him before he turned a softer eye on you and tipped his cap to you, "Ma'am." "You're needed for mic testing, Private, please report there immediately," he commanded swiftly, nodding one last time as Ryeowook replied cleanly before he walked away. "Yes, sir," Ryeowook replied, saluting once more as the man walked away to maybe terrorize another young soldier. He turned to you, an excited look in his eyes, "That's my queue that it's almost showtime. They asked if I would sing songs from my mini album!" You smiled at how he was practically bouncing on his toes from excitement, "I'm so proud of you, Ryeowook." You cupped his face and gave him one last kiss as he jogged away happily. He suddenly turned around and walked backwards, mouthing words and gesturing with his hands as you spoke them out quietly, "Every...song...is for...you." You covered your smile with your hand as you watched him walk onto the small raised stage at the head of the tent, changing from soldier Ryeowook into the natural performer he was born to be. There was something incredibly hot about how Ryeowook commanded a stage, commanded attention with not only his beautiful voice, but with his gestures and gaze. You saw that look in his eyes many times whenever you would watch him perform, it was both sultry and passionate and made your belly burn with excitement. They did a few mic tests, tech crew scurrying around on stage as Ryeowook warmed up his vocals with his usual routine. You made your way to the front of the crowd gathering around the stage, many people getting ready to finally start the party and dance the night away. Even on the base, Ryeowook had a bit of a fan following and that made you incredibly happy to see grown ass men and women so excited to see your boyfriend perform. He introduced himself politely, bowing respectfully as he smiled, "Good evening everyone, tonight I'll be performing for all of you. I hope you will enjoy my singing and have a good time while listening and dancing." People cheered and whooped for him, clapping as he positioned himself on stage. Ryeowook seemed like he had something else to say as he pressed his lips to the mic in his hands to hide his grin, "And all these songs are dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend, _________." He looked down at where you stood in front of him, "Standing right there in that lovely black dress. So guys, hands off, I mean it." People laughed and clapped loudly, making you blush as you smiled shyly up at Ryeowook. He sang all your favorites, songs he knew you loved and that he loved as well; songs that held special meaning just between the two of you. Any normal listener wouldn't have thought twice, but to you they meant everything that you and Ryeowook felt for each other. People danced together, swaying happily together with the music as your boyfriend filled the air with his velvety voice. You danced by yourself, moving rhythmically with Ryeowook's vocals as he crooned each song for you. One of your favorites came on, a song from his Little Prince mini album, called Foxy Girl, that he later told you he had written about you before the two of you had gotten together officially. It was your song and you looked up at Ryeowook excitedly, who hopped down from the stage and wrapped his arm around your waist with a smirk, pressing his forehead to yours as he sang. "I'll let you know my love," he crooned, moving his hips with yours to the beat as he practically serenaded you in front of everyone. "I'll let you know my heart." You heard people cheer from around you and you blushed from happiness, feeling absolutely beautiful as Ryeowook spun you gracefull around the dance floor. You moved your hips to the flow of the sexy song, making him smirk at your boldness in front of so many people. "Look at me," he commanded in his song, pulling up close once again and burning you with his gaze. "I want you girl, I need you girl." Your eyes glazed over and your body melted into his at his words, knowing exactly what he was wanting and thinking. You wanted nothing more than to give him what he desired right then and there, but the whoops and hollers of the other partygoers pulled you from your haze as he sang the last note. Ryeowook spun you around slowly before dipping you, capturing your lips passionately as you laced your arms around his neck to return his kiss. When he finally pulled you up for air, you were ready to leave with him and drive back to the hotel as fast as the law would let you. But Ryeowook gave you a look as he hopped back up on stage that told you to be patient, and you nodded in understanding, biting your lip at all the thoughts racing through your head. Your fingers itched to touch him again, even to just hold his hand as you proudly watched him continue his performance happily. He seemed so blissful as he sang, so much love and passion in his voice as he belted out notes that would seem impossible for most men. As soon as Ryeowook was finished, you walked to him swiftly, throwing your arms around his neck as you embraced him and congratulated his performance, "You did so well." "Thanks, sweetheart," he smiled, brushing a strand of hair from your face as other friends and colleagues came up to say the same. You waited as patiently as you could, fingers laced with his left hand as he saluted respectfully with his right when a superior officer approached. He lifted your joined hands and kissed the back of yours, winking sweetly to indicate that he was impatient as well. Thirty minutes of this passed and your grip on his hand became tighter and tighter from your need of him, his own hold matching yours as he squeezed back. It seemed like things were wrapping up and he could finally leave, your heart pounding as you met his discrete lusty gaze he shot you when no one else walked up to him. "Let's go," he urged, tugging you along at a pace that was fast but not too quick to alert anyone of your obvious intentions. Making it back to the car felt like hell in your heels and you could hardly keep up with Ryeowook's stride, "Wookie, wait!" You winced, and pulled your dress up, shocked to see angry red blisters on your feet. Ryeowook immediately took your hand and helped you step out of your shoes, "Come here." He swept you up easily into his arms with your shoes in hand as he continued to walk to the car. You could only stare at him in surprise with your arms wrapped around his neck, "When did you get so strong, Mr. Soldier?" He smirked at you, appearing to not struggle at all with your weight in his arms, "You can thank boot camp and training for that." You played with the hair at the back of his neck and buried your face into his shoulder to hide your pleased smile. Ryeowook was suddenly this incredibly manly man and it shocked you to think your soft and sweet boyfriend was now tough as nails and had the body to go along with it. You hadn't even seen him without his uniform off, but you could feel his lean muscles flex against your body and it made your mouth water as you tried to imagine what he would look like back at the hotel. Making it to the car, Ryeowook placed you gently into the passenger side, tucking your shoes neatly down beside you, before he shut the door and slid into the driver's seat. Without a word he turned on the ignition and sped off, his hand coming to rest comfortably on your thigh as he drove just a little above the speed limit. You placed your hand over his, stroking the back of his knuckles softly and feeling the car suddenly pick up speed just a little at your touch. You smiled discretely to yourself when you saw him shift in his seat, his thumb playing with the slit in your dress and teasing the skin of your thigh as the hotel came into view. Your heartbeat picked up as he parked and took your hand, grabbing your shoes as you carefully walked barefoot into the hotel. Of course people did double takes when they recognized Kim Ryeowook and his well known best friend, and rumored girlfriend, walking hand in hand into a hotel together. You bit your lip in disappointment as he led you into an unfortunately packed elevator, wanting nothing more than a little repeat of your earlier elevator kiss. But you saw the hard look in his eyes that Ryeowook got when he was thinking hard about something important. You couldn't help but wonder and maybe worry about what it could possibly be, resting your head on his shoulder to gain his attention again. Dragged out of his thoughts he smiled at you, brown eyes warm and welcoming as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and relaxed. You realized he was nervous and that made your heart leap for him as the elevator door opened to your floor. The two of you exited and took the short walk to your room in silence, the air holding something like anticipation, like there was something he wanted to say but just couldn't get it out. With fingers trembling from excitement, you fished out your keycard from your clutch, struggling a little as you swiped to unlock the door. You had left a lamp on in the room accidntially, the room being bathed in a soft ambient glow that made the mood more romantic. Ryeowook followed you inside and placed your heels he had been carrying beside your messy suitcase, smiling to himself at the untidyness. You turned to him expectantly as he looked around and took his beret off for the first time that night, "I picked a good room, right? The bed's nice and big." Your mouth dropped at his hair, the standard military crew cut but a little messy and grown out, giving him this rough and sexy look. You stepped close and tugged him toward you by his belt, reaching up and running a hand through his hair as you smiled, "You need a trim." "I was growing it out for you a little," he said sheepishly, touching it self consciously. "I didn't know if you liked the short hair or not." "What, did you think I wouldn't find you as hot with the buzz?," you grinned while lacing your fingers around his neck and backing toward the bed. "I think it looks sexy." He smirked and his hands found your waist, laying you down softly on the bed as he hovered over you, "Oh, do you?" You nodded, stroking his cheek tenderly as you hit your lip to hide your smile, "My handsome soldier, serenading me and buying me expensive hotel rooms. Now what do you think he wants?" He surprised you when he rocked his hips into yours, licking his lips as he regarded how you were laid down underneath him. He cocked his head to the side, a silent question as he eyed your soft lips that were suddenly a hair's breath away. You sucked in a breath as your slyness faded away, hands trembling slightly as you raked your nails through his hair, pulling him down for a kiss. That kiss was the catalyst for Ryeowook, his body and hands suddenly active and alive as he pressed his hips down into yours. His lips moved passionately against yours, nibbling at your bottom lip as he begged you for entrance, hands sliding underneath your body to pull your closer. You gasped at his bite and allowed his tongue to slide inside your mouth, kissing you more intimately than he ever had before. Your eyes slid close at the strange new feeling, tasting him as he pulled your wet muscle from you and sucked on it, causing you to moan. You blushed when you peeked from under your eyelids for a second to see Ryeowook with his eyes closed, brows furrowed in pleasure as his jaw flexed beautifully. He released your mouth suddenly, sitting up on his knees but never taking his eyes off of you as he popped open the buttons of his uniform jacket and slid it off, revealing his muscular shoulders. He unlaced his combat boots rather quickly and slipped them off, pushing you farther up on the bed as he groaned, "God, you're so beautiful." You murmured his name softly in appreciation as he kissed your neck gently, "Ryeowook." He looked up at you with a confused look, which changed to greed as you gestured to the zipper of your dress, "Please." With slow teasing hands and a small smirk, he unzipped your dress and slid it off your body at a snail pace that frustrated you to no end. You realized quickly that this was the first time he had seen you completely naked and it felt surreal. This didn't feel like the first time by the way the two of you moved together so fluidly, like you knew each other's bodies better than anyone else's. He drank in your creamy skin and worshiped each curve as he fingers traced up your sides and around the swell of your breasts, "So beautiful." He leaned down and pressed wet kisses to every inch of your skin he could reach, licking up between the valley of your breasts to the base of your throat. You blushed but hid it by tugging at the hem of his shirt eagerly, "Your turn...right?" He smiled at you softly and pulled his standard white shirt over his head, revealing the good work that boot camp had done to his body. You groaned at the sight, fingers already traveling across the tan expanse of his chest as his abs flexed with every breath he took. It was practically pornographic the way he breathed, chest rising and falling as your hands danced down to his hips and touched his belt with a question. The way you looked up at him through your lashes made him groan as he nodded, "Please." You licked your lips and worked on his belt, sliding it out from each loop and tossing it somewhere across the room. Your hands eagerly found the fastening of his camouflage pants and popped open the button, his bulge already pressing out in need. He groaned and pressed his hips eagerly into your hand, wanting nothing more than your touch. You pressed your thighs together, rubbing them softly as you helped him shimmy out of his pants. The two of you were left in nothing but your underwear, completely vulnerable and open to each other as Ryeowook pushed you down into the mattress. You gasped when his fingers found your center, pressing against your panties as he rubbed you softly. Your back arched at the feeling, toes curling as Ryeowook inched your panties off, eager to taste you. You bit a knuckle when he dipped a finger into your soaked heat, swirling it around and collecting your essence into it. You nearly came just seeing the way he took his finger into his mouth, tongue swirling around as he groaned at your taste. He released his finger and pressed two to your clit, rubbing generously as he murmured, "You taste so good, kitten." You whimpered at the pet name, turning your head to the side as he bent down to kiss your hip, trailing down further and further until he hovered just above your core. Your eyes were squeezed shut, fingers knotting into the hotel bed sheets as you rocked your hips and felt his fingers enter you, a gasp stuck in your throat. Ryeowook thrust his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace, bending down to lick a stripe up your clit before murmuring, "Look at me." You did as you were told and made eye contact with him, biting your lip at the predator look in his eyes as he sucked on your clit. You let out small noises of pleasure, fucking back against his fingers as he praised you, "So good, kitten." You felt like you could come, but you pushed him away, wanting to come around his dick for your first time together. He gave you a startled look as you whispered, "Not yet." You leaned in and sucked on his neck, fingers tugging at the waistband of his briefs as you mumbled against him, "I want to come around you." Ryeowook let out a raw moan, fingers already pushing yours aside as he pulled down his briefs and rocked you back into this mattress. He took a few moments to really treasure your body, pressing butterfly kisses to your skin as he whispered sweet nothings. You held him close, running your fingers over his back, feeling his muscles and pressing yourself fully against him, the heat from his skin burning you beautifully. Time stood still for a moment as he pulled away to look at you, his eyes so warm and soft they melted your soul. He whispered, oh so softly, like it was only for you, "I love you, _________." You froze and met his gaze, heart soaring far above the clouds as you remembered telling Ryeowook how he couldn't say he loved you until he saw you again. You felt happy tears spill down your cheeks as you smiled, "I love you too, Ryeowook." You pulled him close, kissing his neck tenderly as you affirmed, "So much." He pulled away and smiled teasingly at you, thumb brushing over your swollen bottom lip, "Tell me, what should I do with you?" You blushed at his question, not really knowing how to phrase what you wanted gracefully, stuttering, "I-I..." How was it that he could make you feel so tender at one moment and then so frustrated the next? "What was that, kitten?," he smirked, fingers trailing to your hips as he pushed your buttons once again. He was absolutely ruthless when he wanted to with that sharp tongue of his. "I-I want you," you started, calming yourself and taking a breath as you looked up at him. "I want you to make love to me, Ryeowook." His gaze softened at your words, his teasing suddenly gone as he bent down to kiss you chastely, "You don't know how long I've waited for you to say those words." Ryeowook positioned himself at your entrance, teasing you only for moment with the tip of his member before pushing completely in. He slid inside to the hilt without any hindrance, like he was made to fit you perfectly, a matching puzzle piece. You both let out sounds of satisfaction, Ryeowook unable to stop himself as his hips began to thrust inside of you. You could only cling to him as he set a breakneck pace, your body absorbing and feeling every sensation to the tenth degree. Every sound and feeling was amplified as he slid in and out of you smoothly, the wetness of your walls allowing him to do so easily. The bed shook from his thrusts, rocking against the wall rhythmically as he rutted against you, suddenly erratic. Ryeowook let out the most beautiful groans, urging the heat in your belly along as your release crept up, whimpering, "Ryeowook, I'm so close." "Wait for me," he commanded, hips working into overdrive as he buried his face into your neck, biting down on the flesh there. You cried out at his roughness, fingernails digging harshly into his back as you tried to stave off your release, unconsciously clenching hard around his member. Ryeowook panted into your ear, pulling back to look at you, "Look at me, __________. Look at me when you come." You couldn't hold back any longer, walls clenching tightly around his cock as you milked him for all he was worth, the knot in your stomach snapping. You came with his name on your lips, clinging desperately to his shoulders as he suddenly pushed himself as far inside of you as he could and stiffened against you. He called out your name loudly as he came, holding your gaze as his seed spilled deep inside of you, coating your walls. You felt him harden and twitch with each pump of his seed, releasing an alarmingly large amount that made you flush and moan. You didn't even mind, you wanted him to claim you like this. When he was finally soft, Ryeowook pulled out of you as gently as he could, biting his lip as he carefully did so. You couldn't help but smile with how tender he was handling you as he laid down beside you and pulled you into his arms. You smiled against the warm skin of chest as he kissed the top of your head, "I love you." "I love you too," you replied, looking up to press a few kisses to his lips and face. You turned in his embrace and wrapped arms around him, tangling your legs with his, "More than anything." "Enough to wait one more year?," he asked with a smile, but you saw the slight worry in his eyes. You silenced his worries with another kiss, putting all your love for him into that one gesture as you pressed your forehead to his, "Enough to wait a year. Enough to wait always." Maybe you only got this one day to be with Ryeowook, and maybe it would be a while until you had another. Maybe you would only have the phone calls and letters for a while, but at least you had him, even when he wasn't there, he was with you. If you were lonely, he was a letter away. If you missed the sound of his voice, you would slow dance with yourself late at night in your living room to his songs, imagining he was there. You would count down the days until you could see him again, waiting however long it would take, all for the love of him. And he would count too. Looking toward the day he would finally hold you in his arms again. One year was nothing compared to the eternity he would wait for you.

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