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vcrnons · 4 months
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S.COUPS Marie Claire Shoot Sketch
BONUS : a realtime transformation from cheollie<3 -> general leader s.coups
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meowonhao · 5 months
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Special Smile Christmas with Seventeen 🎄🎁
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booskwan · 2 months
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S.COUPS W Korea - 17 Questions with Seventeen
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ueberdemnebelmeer · 3 months
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s.coups | SEVENTEEN 240106 GOLDEN DISC AWARDS
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jae-bummer · 6 months
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Anytime, Sunshine
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Request: can i request a fic where you're secretly dating coups? and can it please be fluffy??
Pairing: Seventeen S.Coups x Reader
Genre: Fluff
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"Ehem."
Squeezing your eyes shut even tighter, you grumbled to yourself before flopping onto your stomach. Burying your face into the pillow, you let out a long exhale.
"Baby, I know you hear me."
"Hearing you and responding to what I'm hearing are two different things," you muttered, slowly lifting your head. Peeling open one eye, you glared at your sleep-worn boyfriend. How was it even possible for someone with that level of bedhead to look so attractive?
"Your alarm went off," Coups sighed, not even bothering to pick up that argument. "Multiple times."
"And yet, there I was," you said, plopping face down into the pillow again. "Still asleep."
"The last thing I want to do is kick you out of my bed," he continued, rubbing your lower back. "But-"
"But I need to get back on the couch," you complained. "Because I'm just your friend."
"Hey, hey," he huffed. "That wasn't my rule."
"I knoooow," you groaned. "It's mine."
Finally sitting up, you scrubbed at your eyes before looking moodily toward your boyfriend. "I'm the worst."
"You're not the worst," he smiled, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands. "I know you don't want to mess up the dynamic, but don't you think the guys would be happy to see us together? They'd still view you as a friend."
"When friends date friends in the friend group, something always gets messed up," you pouted. "I told you that when you asked me out."
"And then you told me again after we slept together," he gave a shit-eating grin this time. "Didn't stop you from doing it though."
"Choi Seungcheol," you gasped, pushing his wrists away from your face. "How very dare you."
"We're dating, Y/N," he sighed. "Why hide it from the people we love?"
"Cause it's going to make it weird," you argued, wiggling your arms on the word "weird" for emphasis. "They're not going to know how to act around us and-"
"I don't think you give them enough credit."
"I think you give them too much."
"Okay, that's valid," Coups chuckled. "I should probably know better, but it's getting harder keeping this a secret."
"Says you," you grumbled, struggling up and out of his bed. Wrapping yourself in a thick blanket, you began to waddle out of the room. "I'm obviously loving this arrangement."
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"Yah!"
You were getting really tired of being woken up this morning.
Popping your head out from under the duvet you were using, you tried to focus your sleep-drunk eyes.
"I want to sit on the couch and eat breakfast," Seungkwan pouted with a small foot stomp. "All of the spots at the table are taken."
"Sit on the floor," you croaked, pulling the blanket up again.
"Y/N," he whined. "You're so mean to me and for what?"
Without bothering to uncover yourself again, you grumbled, "Bring me a waffle and I'll consider your demands."
"I got it," you could hear Coups laugh from the kitchen.
Worming your way out from your warm, little cocoon, you narrowed your eyes at Seungkwan who stuck his tongue out at you in response. Rolling your eyes, you pulled yourself to the corner of the couch, allowing room for him.
"I would say thank you, but I won't give you the satisfaction," he muttered, sinking into the cushion beside you.
Your mouth pressed into a thin line, trying to stay closed rather than say something that would hurt his feelings. Instead, you buried your toes beneath his thigh and relished in the newfound warmth.
"Here you go," Coups cooed, reappearing with a plate and coffee mug in hand.
Gratefully taking it from him, you tried to remind yourself, to the world, you were still just friends. "Thanks."
"Anytime, sunshine," he grinned, patting you lightly on the head.
You took a large bite of your waffle as you watched him saunter away. God, how was his back just as good looking as his front?
Looking down to your breakfast again, you almost didn't notice the side-eye Seungkwan gave you.
"What?"
"Nothing," he chirped, shaking his head with fake innocence.
"No, what?" you groaned, dropping your food to your plate.
"I just think," he began a little too calmly. "That you two would make a cute couple."
Ice shot through your veins. Surely, he hadn't picked up on anything from you and Seungcheol's interaction. He couldn't possibly know what was going on...
Could he?
Trying to stifle a surprised cough, you ground out, "What? Why? Coups? No!"
"Don't think you're fooling me, Y/N," Seungkwan hummed knowingly. You felt your heart skip a beat. There's no way he would call you out in front of everyone. Boo was dramatic, but he also had some level of common decency.
"Fooling you?" you asked, lifting your brows. "There's nothing to fool you about."
"Yeah, right!" he gasped. "You have the biggest crush on our leader!"
You tapped down on the panic that had been disseminating itself across your chest. He thought you had a crush on Coups. While not untrue, he hadn't figured out the bulk of the situation after all.
Letting out a sigh of relief you tried to mask as one of frustration, you shook your head. "It's not like that, Kwannie."
"I call bullshit," he said with a small shrug. "Your attention was glued to his ass as soon as he turned around."
"Whose attention was glued to my ass?"
Looking up with wide eyes, you were so wrapped up in Seungkwan's accusations, you hadn't noticed Coups appear in the doorway.
"Seungkwan's," you said quickly. "He was admiring your cake."
Rolling his eyes, Seungkwan laughed. "Y/N has a crush on you and it's so obvious that it causes me physical pain."
"Seungkwan," you hissed, teeth barred.
"Do they now?" Coups hummed, setting his own coffee cup on the table in front of the couch. Taking a spot on the rug in front of you, he quirked his brow. "Is that true?"
"What?" you muttered, looking rapidly between the two men. Why was your boyfriend (albeit secret) playing into this?
"Answer the question, Y/N," Seungkwan grinned, obviously enjoying himself.
"I, well, we-" you stammered.
"It's okay," Coups sighed, looking away from you dreamily. "I have a crush on you too."
You bit back a groan as Seungkwan sprung from the couch, pointing an accusatory finger at his member. "I knew it! You were making lovey eyes at each other from across the room at the restaurant last night."
"We were doing no such thing!" you gasped, attempting to salvage whatever small bit of privacy regarding your relationship that you could.
Looking over to Coups, you tried to ignore the outright mirth dancing across his face.
"Maybe I was," he hummed. "I just can't help it. You're so cute."
"Does this mean you two are going to date?" Seungkwan all but shouted, clutching his imaginary pearls. "Oh my god, did I just get you two together? I'm a love genius!"
"You are!" Coups smirked, completely playing into this whole charade. "I never would have had the courage to confess without you!"
"Remember that when my birthday comes around," Seungkwan oozed, pleased with himself. "I brought you two together. Where'd everyone go? I have to tell them immediately."
"Kwan-ah," you moaned, completely defeated. He was out of the room before you even had a moment to digest what was happening.
Turning slowly toward your boyfriend, you leveled him with the most serious death glare you could manage.
"Whoops," he grinned. "Looks like everyone found out after all."
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smilesflower · 1 year
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interview crashers
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froghwon · 10 months
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8 years with SVT ♡
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scoupssolo · 11 months
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S.Coups ✧ 손오공
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cherrygeneralleader · 4 months
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Coups & Jun [Weibo Live 231129]
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coupsnim · 5 months
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seventeenth heaven
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smileysuh · 1 year
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CherryCheolie : Svt
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🌙 staring. Seungcheol x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. Your heart is racing in your chest from the effort of wiggling down against Seungcheol’s thigh, and you can’t believe this is how he wants you to cum- but now that you think of it, this is definitely something Cheol would do. He has something to prove- everyone who fucks you on cam does. What says ‘I know cam baby best’ better than making you cum practically untouched? And fully clothed at that?
cw/ tw. cam sex, wrist restraint, size kink, thigh riding, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, dirty talk, panty gag, fingering, squirting, some daddy kink, pussy slapping, praise, etc... I petnames. (hers) sweetheart, baby, etc... (his) daddy, cheol.
👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 5.2k
🍭 aus. cam girl reader, poly idols, idols sharing a fuck buddy, dirty boy idols, etc...
☀️ mlist + an. cam room directory here - cheol is life
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“Are you sure we should be doing this?” you ask, allowing Seungcheol to draw you closer to where he’s seated at the foot of his bed.
The leader of Seventeen offers you a small smile, thumb gently brushing over the back of your hand as he pulls you to be standing between his beautifully muscular thighs. “Of course we should be doing this.”
“I just mean-” you lick your lips, moving to stradle Seungcheol on the edge of the mattress, “there’s like… a lot of members home right now.”
Seungcheol simply shrugs. “They won’t care.”
“And yet, Mingyu wanted me when he had the dorms to himself, and even then, Jeonghan came to knock on the door.”
“I’m not Mingyu,” he says, reaching to cup your face, warm fingers gentle against the back of your neck. His eyes flicker down to your lips, then back up again. “Trust me, they’re not going to interrupt this.”
“Because you’re the big scary leader?” you tease, smoothing your hands along Seungcheol’s broad shoulders.
He simply grins, giving you a quick little nod. “Uh huh.” 
“Before we start…” you grind down on his lap, “do you need to confess any undying love for me?”
“Hmm?” He’s obviously very distracted, the hand on your hip urging you to continue moving, your clothed core dragging across his cock.
“It’s just-” you lean forward, the tip of your nose touching his as you stare into his pretty brown eyes, “the last two guys I did a cam room with were very verbal about how much they like me- and I was just thinking, seeing as you’re someone that your members have pointed out as being… enthralled by me- I figured you might want to comment on that.” 
“Does my little cam baby need some praise before we start?” Seungcheol’s easy smile returns, and you can feel your panties getting wetter by the second.
“I think cam baby needs CherryCheolie to address comments made by user Tigerprince- something about you being in love with me?” 
“User Tigerprince needs to keep his mouth shut.”
“And you need to answer my questions-” you tut, moving your mouth to Seungcheol’s neck, where you press a soft kiss that has him shivering beneath you. “Always so avoidant.”
He lets out a deep sigh, the hands on your waist applying pressure to make you stop grinding on him, and you realize he’s about to get serious.
“So what if I am?” Seungcheol asks. “Even just a little.”
His honesty makes your throat tight. 
Sure, Mingyu had admitted he might have some feelings, but he’d keep them to himself, and Yunho had told you of something that sounded like a crush- but this is another level, and you’re not quite certain what to make of it. 
You’d never expected Cheol to admit to his feelings for you- that had not been your true intention when asking him about it-
What had been your intention?
You’re not so sure- 
Part of you had sort of hoped he’d down play it, the way so many of your idol lovers do. 
But part of you had also been longing for this. Despite the type of men you’ve fucked around with on camera since your haitus, you definitely have a thing for daddy dom types. 
You’d found yourself picking favourites when you first started your show, with NCT’s Johnny and Got7’s Jinyoung catching your eye- Seungcheol feels like a good balance between them. He has Johnny’s softness, with Jinyoung’s stern dom energy-
“Baby?” Seungcheol pushes gently at your hips, forcing you to pull away from his neck, giving distance so your eyes can meet.
“Sorry, I was just-” you give your head a small shake. You shouldn’t be thinking about past lovers while with Seungcheol- although, you’re not confident Johnny would be put in the category of past lovers- “I wasn’t expecting that response.”
Seungcheol tenses underneath you. “Mingyu did warn me you’re a bit of a heart breaker, baby.” 
“I’m sorry-”
He cups your face, shaking his head. “Don’t apologize,” he tells you, “you’ve got a lot going on- I can imagine that doing what you do… makes things like love a little complicated.” 
He’s so right. 
“Let’s just… pretend I never said anything, and we can talk about it another time, okay?” Seungcheol sounds so sincere, and it makes your heart clench in your chest.
You nod, leaning into the large hand still cupping your cheek. His thumb brushes gently across your skin, a reassuring motion, and you find yourself looking at his lips again.
“Should we start a cam room now, or…”
“Cheol,” you wrap your arms around the back of his neck, “just shut up and kiss me.”
“I can do that,” he grins, gaze flickering down to your mouth. He gives you a moment to change your mind before slowly leaning in.
It’s a gentle kiss- something you’d not really expected from the ‘scary leader of seventeen.’ His lips are soft, but the hands that grab at your hips are not. 
You’re quick to deepen things, swiping your tongue against his lower lip and earning yourself a groan. The sound goes straight to your core, and you kiss him harder, grinding down on his lap-
Seungcheol matches your passion, and in one quick motion he flips you so your back is pressed to the mattress, hips slotting between your legs to pin you against his bed. 
You release a moan of pleasure, enjoying the tempo change. You smooth a hand through Seungcheol’s dark hair, gently scraping your nails against his scalp-
A shiver runs through his body and it makes you giggle against his lips. Seungcheol presses down against you in retaliation, grabbing your hand to pin it above your head. His mouth moves to your neck. “Stop laughing at me.”
“I’m not laughing at you,” you insist, although it’s a partial lie. “I’m just- I’m thinking that if my nails made you shiver- what’s gonna happen when you cum?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he toys, grinding down against your core. “Actually…” he clears his throat, “I’m interested in what happens when you cum.”
“Oh yeah? Watching me cum with Jeonghan and Gyu wasn’t enough?” You know you’re playing with fire when you add, “or how about last week when I was with Yunho?”
Shockingly, Seungcheol actually smiles, pulling away from your throat to look down at you.
He considers you for a moment. “You know,” Seungcheol cocks his head, “I’ve heard that sometimes - for the right daddy dom - our little cam baby actually enjoys being made to squirt.” 
Your mouth goes dry and you have to lick your lips to wet them, blinking up at Seungcheol.
“Do you-” you want to ask where he’d heard that, but instead, the words that come out of your mouth end up being; “Do you think you’re the right daddy dom?” 
“Open your cam room and I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” There’s a glint in his eye that tells you he’s not going to drop this - that he’s intent on following through - and your pussy throbs at the notion. 
You haven’t squirted in a while- not since the night before NCT went on tour- when Johnny - or as Cheol would say, ‘the right daddy dom’ - had taken care of you last. 
Seungcheol gives you space to lift up your hips, slipping your hand under your ass to pull your phone from your back pocket. A few quick swipes and you’re opening a cam room. “Do you want to hold it or-”
“No one else has bothered to hold the camera when you cum for the first time,” Seungcheol muses. You hadn’t realized he’d been paying this much attention during your last two shows. 
The leader of seventeen plucks your phone out of your fingers and tosses it onto the bed next to you, then he’s pinning you again, recapturing the hand he’d let free to open the room. 
“I’ve got something I want to try with you,” he says.
“Like…” you lower your voice to a whisper, “other than squirting?” 
He laughs, shaking his head at you. “Yes,” Seungcheol grabs your free wrist and now both of your hands are pinned above you, “other than squirting,” he confirms. “Was thinking how nice it would be to press my thigh between those pretty legs of yours and have you ride it till you cum… before I touch you properly.”
A tingle of energy runs through your body and you blink up at the gorgeous idol. “You want me to cum like this?”
He nods.
“Fully clothed?” you question, earning another grin from Cheol. “Without you touching me at all?”
“I mean… you have my thigh.” As if to prove his point, he presses it up between your legs, applying pressure to your core. “And if it makes you feel any better,” he leans in, letting his lips ghost past your ear, “I’ll be whispering dirty nothings to help you get there too.” 
“You will?” You roll your hips, pushing up against the hand still pinning your wrists to the bed. 
“Of course, baby,” Seungcheol’s breath teases the sensitive skin of your throat. 
“You’re lucky-” you stifle a moan, “lucky I’m already super turned on.”
“Is it really just luck?” The tip of his nose brushes past your cheek bone, and his teeth gently bite at your earlobe. “I could have had your pants off the moment we got into my room, but I didn’t- it’s a little something I like to call foreplay, baby.” 
“Sure it is,” you groan, doing your best to rub yourself against the thigh pressed between your legs. 
“You can doubt me all you want, but this is how it’s going to be, and I’ll just stay on top of you, pinning you down, while you wiggle against me until you cum. Don’t test my patience baby, I’ve got all day.”
“You’d love that, wouldn’t you, Cheol?” you can’t help but smile. “Having me all to yourself for hours-”
“I would,” he admits, “so maybe… maybe when you’re close I’ll pull my thigh away.”
“You wouldn’t do that to me-” you insist, shaking your head. 
“Wouldn’t I?”
“Nuh uh,” you roll your hips harder, the seam of your denim jeans caught against your clit, sending jitters of pleasure through your whole body. “You couldn’t be that mean to me.”
“Maybe you’re right about that,” Seungcheol smiles, letting out a deep sigh as he pushes his leg between your thighs again. “Want to watch you cum- want to hear you moan and whine and beg for it.”
“Cheol-” you whimper, pushing up against the hand still pinning your wrists.
“Would it kill you to call me daddy?” he asks, breath hot as his mouth ghosts over your throat. 
“Daddy-” you correct yourself. You’ve missed the taste of the title on your lips- but you’re not sure if it’s fitting for Cheol yet- for a man you’ve never properly slept with.
“That’s my girl,” he grins, voice smooth like chocolate. “Keep moving those hips of yours, I like watching you work for it.” 
“Please-” 
“Does baby need more pressure?” Seungcheol pushes his leg up between yours again, and you feel his large thigh muscles flexing- 
“Mmm, just like that,” you tell him, closing your eyes and focusing on the way you’re swiveling your hips, chasing an orgasm that feels close and yet very out of reach.
“You sound so pretty for us,” he whispers, “always so pretty.”
His words go straight to your pussy, which throbs around nothing, and you release an annoyed sound of pleasure. 
“I wonder who’s in the camroom already?” Seungcheol says. “Wonder who’s listening to this.”
The idea that you’re being watched always makes you feel some kind of way, and a rush of wetness makes your panties feel even more uncomfortable sticking to your core. 
“Are you going to be our good little cam baby and cum like this?” he asks next. “Gonna cum from my thigh pressed between yours- even with all your clothes on-”
“Mmm- yes daddy,” you whimper, focusing on the movement of your hips and the seam of your jeans that always seems to be in the exact right place- 
“What a dirty little cam baby,” Seungcheol says fondly. 
“I’m your dirty little cam baby,” you confirm, the chord in the pit of your stomach becoming tighter and tighter-
Although one of his hands is fully occupied pinning your wrists down, the other is free to explore you, and Seungcheol shifts a little, fingers teasing over the front of your chest. “I can see those cute nipples of yours through your shirt, baby- are you that turned on by this?” 
“Yes- god,” you groan when he flicks the sensitive bud, and even through fabric, it feels amazing. “Fuck- I’m gonna cum soon-” 
“Don’t hold anything back, baby,” Seungcheol warns you, “we all want to hear it.”
They all want to hear it- 
Your heart is racing in your chest from the effort of wiggling down against Seungcheol’s thigh, and you can’t believe this is how he wants you to cum- but now that you think of it, this is definitely something Cheol would do.
He has something to prove- everyone who fucks you on cam does. What says ‘I know cam baby best’ better than making you cum practically untouched? And fully clothed at that? 
“Cheol-” you say his name as a whisper, and it prompts him to wrap his hand around your throat, pinning you to the bed in two locations while your hips rut manically against his thigh-
“That’s it,” he breathes, watching you, “cum for us.” 
The added pressure on your neck is exactly what you need to reach your high, and a shiver of stimulus runs through your body, hips twitching, clit throbbing-
A strangled sound escapes your lips, pussy fluttering and clenching around nothing as your orgasm jitters through you-
“Che-” you’re intent to whine, but Seungcheol’s mouth cuts you off as it presses against your own- and you thank god that at least you can get lost in his lips if not his cock. 
As far as orgasms go, this one had been hard won and not very satisfying- but by the way the man above you lets out a small chuckle mid kiss- you bet he already knows this.
“Daddy-” you groan, wrestling in his grip-
To your surprise, Seungcheol releases your wrists, and your hands fly to the front of his shirt, tugging at the fabric.
“Do you need something?” he asks.
“Need all of this to come off,” you respond.
“Shouldn’t we set up your camera first?” 
You can’t believe he’s toying with you like this- can’t believe he’s right. 
“Just… hurry, please?” you look into his eyes, hoping you won’t need to beg.
Seungcheol pulls off of you, and it almost hurts to let him go. He grabs your phone next, standing up at the foot of the bed and allowing the camera to take in your form.
“You curious about what everyone is saying?” he questions, cocking a brow as he scans the screen in his hands.
“Nuh uh,” you shake your head, “just need you-”
“Well,” Seungcheol can feel his grin widen, “you’re just going to have to wait.”
It’s interesting for him to be on this side of the cam room- to be the one holding your phone, the one with all the power. 
GyuGyu97: wait is she for real still wearing clothes
KingArthurMin: I thought he was joking about that too
Hannie: looks like our cherrycheol is taking his time with her
Thegentleman: who can blame him for that
It’s interesting to see so many of his friends in the chat- it brings up an emotion that Seungcheol can’t quite place his finger on as he sets the phone up on a tripod at the foot of the bed. 
KingArthurMin: I’m getting tired of waiting
KingArthurMin has donated $100
GyuGyu97: that’s because you don’t have any patience
Hannie: and YOU do????
Thegentleman: side eye
Thegentleman has donated $200
Hannie has donated $200
Hansoooool has donated $420
Hannie: jesus vernon
Hansoooool: what
Tigerprince: he says 420 blaze it
Tigerprince: hey cheol… let me in, I just wanna talk
Tigerprince: the way Hannie talked when Gyu let him in last time
Hannie: you should go knock on his door
Thegentleman: yeah hoshi go knock on the door
Tigerprince: you guys are assholes
Tigerprince: we all know that Cheol is gonna beat the shit out of anyone who actually dares knock on his bedroom door-
HeyChannie has donated $200
HeyChannie: grow some balls dude
Tigerprince: who let the kid from nct into chat????
HeyChannie: I might be the kid from nct but at least I’ve fucked our cam baby. What have YOU done with your life?
Tigerprince: horanghae 
Hannie: you know, the kid from nct has a point
“Cheol-” something flies through the air and nearly hits him, causing the leader of Seventeen to bat away the piece of fabric- which he identifies as your shirt. It’s clear you’ve also grown tired of waiting, and his eyes take in your newly exposed torso.
“Impatient girl,” he tuts, pretending to be upset with you although his heart swells with affection. 
“Punish me then,” you respond simply.
Seungcheol feels something like a growl bubbling up in his chest, and with one final scan of the chat, he leaves your phone, coming to join you on the foot of the bed. 
You’re so pretty for him- he could never get enough of you. “Jeans off,” he instructs, reaching out to tug at the bottom of the denim. 
“Aren’t you going to undress me?”
“You’ve already started, so I’ll just watch… unless our cam baby need help?”
You groan, rolling your eyes at him, and Seungcheol can feel his grin widening. He has a thing for bratty behaviour, and every time you give him a push back or do something sassy, he just wants to make you cum even harder.
He knows your first orgasm wasn’t one that blew your mind- he’d never intended for it to be. He’d intended for it to be the kind of high that left your panties ruined, and as you slip your jeans off, he’s very pleased to see he’s been successful.
Seungcheol reaches out a hand, fingers brushing past the smooth skin of your hipbone before curling into the waistband of your underwear. “These need to come off too.”
He watches you slowly take your panties off, balling them in your hand-
“Nuh uh uh,” he tsks, reaching out to grab you before you can throw your underwear across the room, “don’t you know baby? Ruined panties make the perfect gag.”
You’re frozen, eyes searching his own. He, on the other hand, is smug, a warm affection radiating through his chest-
A moment later, Seungcheol watches you lift your ruined pantied to your mouth.
“That’s it, there’s my good girl,” he praises you, watching carefully. “How’s it taste?”
The most you can do is make a sound of affirmation. You’ve kissed men after they’ve eaten you out before, so you’re familiar with your… brand, but this is new. The taste and smell of pussy nearly overwhelm your senses- and for good reason, you’ve cum in this thong once already.
“You look so hot like this-” Seungcheol tells you. “Come sit next to me.” He gently pats the foot of the bed.
You narrow your eyes at him, but with your makeshift gag, you can’t speak a word of protest. 
When you’re where he wants you, Seungcheol reaches his hand between your legs, teasing your inner thighs. “Gonna spread these for us? Or are you feeling shy with cum covered panties in that bratty little mouth of yours?”
God, he makes you so horny it’s insane-
You open your thighs, leaning back so the camera can get a good view of your pussy, as well as Seungcheol’s hand teasing closer and closer to where you need him most.
“Look how pretty you are,” Seungcheol coos, finally brushing his fingers over your clit- touch so gentle you almost don’t feel it. “Imagine how pretty you’ll be once you’re a dripping, needy little mess.”
You moan around your panties, skin electrified with the possibilities of what he’s going to do to you.
He doesn’t bother with starting slow, instead, two fingers easily slip into your hole. You both groan, your head lolling back while Seungcheol begins to toy with you, curling his fingers up expertly-
“There it is,” he grins at the noise you make, “that’s the spot- isn’t it, sweetheart?”
You nod eagerly, knowing exactly what he intends to do. He’d made it clear earlier that he’d want to make you squirt, and now he’s finally about to do just that.
“Look at you, wiggling against my hand- you’re gonna have to stay still for me baby, or I’ll be forced to hold you down again.”
Your pussy throbs around his fingers, and Seungcheol’s grin widens. Then he begins to move his hand, pressing his palm against your clit as his digits work inside of you, repeatedly stimulating your gspot with insane precision. 
The feeling of intense pleasure begins to readiate through your core- and soon, you can even hear your wetness with each pump of his fingers-
“Come on, angel,” Seungcheol coos at you, “be a good girl and squirt all over daddy’s hand.”
At this point, it’s not even something you can truly control. You get lost in the feeling, closing your eyes and simply allowing it to wash over you- 
Warmth spreads through your body, and you feel a rush of wetness between your thighs, which begin to shake and close around Seungcheol’s hand-
“Keep these open,” he warns you, finger fucking you like no one else has in a great long while. 
You moan like a whore around the panties still stuffed in your mouth, doing your best to keep your legs open- but there’s only so much you can take, and soon, your thighs begin to close-
Seungcheol’s fingers slip out of your core, and you take a breath through your nose- only for his hand to come down on your pussy with a wet, sinful slap.
Pain shoots through you, and your core twitches, eyes snapping open as a yelp escapes the sound proofing of your panties.
“Told you to keep these open,” Seungcheol reminds you, digits returning to their snug place inside of you, the tips of his fingers brushing by the spot that has you nearly bucking your hips. “You look like you have something to say,” he grins, reaching his free hand up to pull the panties our of your mouth, “speak.”
“Please-” you whimper, overwhelmed with your need for him-
“Please what?” 
“Fuck me- use me- just- I need something inside of me- something bigger than your fingers-”
“These aren’t enough?” As if to prove his point, Seungcheol thrusts his digits into you again, and another gush of wet squirts out of you and drips loudly onto the floor.
“No- need to be full- want to be full of you- please-” 
“Really?”
“Yes, fuck- daddy, please!” Somehow, even in the midst of your cum delerium, you know he’ll respond to the pet name he’d given himself when you’d started, and you’re almost relieved when he pulls his drenched fingers from your sopping core, giving you a moment of reprieve.
He stands up, tearing off his shirt, and you allow yourself to fall flat on the bed, eager eyes eating him up while you work on catching your breath.
“Bra off, let everyone see you,” Seungcheol instructs.
You begin to pout, wishing he’d take it off of you himself, but all this earns you is a harsh look from your dominant of the night. 
“Don’t make me tell you again.”
You reach under your back to undo the clasp, and soon, you’re both fully nude. However, you’re on camera, whereas Cheol is standing next to the tripod, off screen, hard cock in his hand.
You can tell by the way his eyes flicker around that he’s trying to figure out how to fuck you- and you almost laugh at the way that some idols get cock shy. To be fair, he is an idol leader- he has a reputation to uphold, a company to represent.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
So he’s decided on doggy, as many men have before him. 
You can’t say you’re upset- it’s a good position, one that lets men fuck you deeply, regardless of cock size… although, from what you can see, Seungcheol is quite well endowed. 
“Cheol-” 
“So impatient,” he clicks his tongue before coming to join you on the bed, taking his place at your rear with both hands on your hips to adjust your positioning. “Do you really need it that badly?”
“Need you-” you insist. “Please-”
You feel his cockhead at your enterance, and you let out a shaky breath-
“Relax,” Seungcheol’s warm hand smooths down your back and it helps in calming you down a little- only for him to push into you, stretching out your sensitive hole to accommodate his thick cock. 
“Fuck-” you whimper, grabbing at the bedsheets and closing your eyes to focus on the feeling of finally being filled- it’s exactly what you wanted. 
“You like that?” His large hands are on your hips again, and he tugs you back to meet him as he begins to thrust, finding a slow pace that has your toes curling. 
“So good, Cheol- so good!” you moan loudly.
You’ve fucked big idols before- with Ateez’s Yunho being the last one, and Mingyu before that- but Cheol definitely holds his own. His cock fits perfectly in your wet pussy, and each movement feels like magic.
“Fuck,” he ruts into you faster, “you’re still dripping baby- making a mess of my thighs.”
He’s so hot you could die.
His voice is smooth and confident, thrusts rough and calculated- it would be so easy to get completely lost in him, to give in and forget english all together- why speak when you can be a good, whiney, little whore for him?
Your sounds fill the room- moans slipping out of your mouth, your ass slapping hard against Seungcheol’s front with each thrust-
You don’t care that he has friends in the dorms- they haven’t knocked on the door yet, and you know they probably won’t. Cheol had been right at the start- no one wants to fuck with the big scary leader of Seventeen, especially when he’s balls deep inside of his precious cam baby.
“You feel so good, baby, so perfect-” Seungcheol groans, fingers digging into your hips. 
“I’m close-” you tell him, body spurred on by the cock rearanging your guts and the words of praise leaving his lips. 
“Yeah you are-” He fucks you harder.
“Please-” you whimper, wiggling your hips to meet each thrust, “need you to cum with me- please, I need it so bad!” 
“You need it?” Seungcheol chuckles.
“Yes- I need it,” you insist, “need your cum- please- wanna hear you-”
“You want to hear me?” 
“Cheol- you sound so pretty-” You’ve got no filter right now, all you can think about is getting Seungcheol to cum with you-
He laughs again, but doesn’t push you on the compliment, instead, he fucks you harder, releasing groans and moans that make you want to explode-
“Please-” you beg desperately, so close to the edge you can almost taste it-
“Louder.”
“Please!” you nearly scream, not caring who in the dorms hears you. “Please, Cheol- I’ve been so good, please let me cum-”
The man behind you releases a growl, fucking you as fast and hard as ever- 
“Cum for me.” 
Your whole body tenses on the cusp of pleasure, orgasm slamming into you full force. After being made to cum on his thigh fully clothed, then made to squirt on his fingers- your body has a lot of pent up energy, and you release it all as you cum, gasping and clawing at the bed.
Behind you, Seungcheol lets out moans of his own, and you feel him coating your insides as he continues to fuck you through it-
His hands are solid on your hips, an anchor that keeps you in your body while your skin feels alight with pleasure fire. You can feel him everywhere- your toes curling in an effort to keep you composed even as sinful sounds slip past your lips and fill the room.
“Fuck, fuck- just like that, fuck-” His thrusts are becoming sloppy and you just try to hold on without becoming completely overstimulated- your breath is choppy, from your moans and the way you keep trying to burry your head in the blanket.
Seungcheol sounds so pretty as he rides out your orgasms, and soon, he’s coming to a stop behind you, letting out a deep sigh. 
“Well shit,” he says, hands gently smoothing over your skin, “part of me didn’t want to cum so fast but the noises you make aren’t like anything else I’ve ever heard.” 
You grin against the blanket, mind still fuzzy in your post orgasm bliss.
“You’re out of it, aren’t you, my little cam baby?” he taunts.
“Uh huh.”
“Give me a sec to turn your camera off and then I’ll make it all better, how does that sound?” 
You nod again, giving a small sound of affirmation. 
Seungcheol slips out of your core, and you hear him move off the bed, coming around to the tripod. A second later, your phone is tossed onto the bed next to you, but you still can’t bring yourself to open your eyes.
“Pretty sure the shower is free-” his voice is gentle, as is the hand that glides down your spine. “How do you feel about washing up, then we can watch something?”
You nod, willing to agree to practically anything right now. 
“I’m gonna lift you up so you don’t drip cum on the floor, yeah? Our apartment is probably already pretty covered in cum - I mean, there are thirteen of us here, a black light would ruin our reputation, but- yeah, I’ll carry you.”
He’s so sweet, wrapping you up in his arms, a towel around your body to cover your modesty.
“The hallway is clear,” he tells you, poking his head out to double check before jogging the short distance to the bathroom. 
He acts as if his roommates weren’t just watching him fuck you through a camera. 
He acts as if you’re his little princess, and he’s your protector.
But Seungcheol’s not your protector, and you’re not his little princess, despite the part of you that toys with the notion.
You’re the cam baby, and you belong to no man, no matter how much you might wish to. 
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Right Here With Me
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Request: hi! :) i feel like #19 on your recent prompt list would really fit to seventeen’s hhu, specifically to mingyu or seungcheol.. i adore your writing, thank you for putting in so much effort 💌
Prompt:
19) Taking care of your tipsy bias.
Pairing: Seventeen S.Coups x Reader
Genre: Fluff
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You jumped as Seungcheol slammed his hand on the table. "Sing with me."
You blinked up at him in surprise. He was shimmying from side to side with the karaoke mic in hand.
"Coups," you sighed, crossing your arms. "We really need to get you guys back home."
"Noooo," he pouted, now his turn to cross his arms. "It's so lonely at home. Here is the opposite of whatever lonely is."
You looked across the table to Vernon who seemed to be thinking over the antonym of "lonely." Turning your eyes to Wonwoo for help instead, he gave a small shrug before taking a long sip of his water. To his benefit, he had been about as many drinks in as the rest of the guys but had chosen to hydrate about an hour ago.
"Come oooon, Y/N," Mingyu cooed, swaying behind Coups with the other microphone. "One more song!"
"One more song!" Coups chanted. "One more song!"
It wasn't long before Vernon and Mingyu had joined the chorus. With their shouting still in the background, Seungcheol stepped toward you and reached out to play with a lock of your hair. His eyes were half lidded and his plush lips pulled up at one side. "Come on, baby."
Closing your eyes, you sighed. "Coups."
Plopping on the bench beside you, he coaxed you into his side, and placed a wet kiss on your temple. "Pretty please? I love you soooo much. Why won't you love me?"
"Why is it that he always feels it pertinent to confess to you when he's drunk?" Wonwoo muttered as he watched with lifted brows.
"I don't know," you hissed, fighting your way out of Seungcheol's arms. "And what does me loving you have to do with you singing another song?"
"Everything," he said with a stubborn nod.
Wonwoo wasn't wrong. This was often Seungcheol's MO. You were best friends, even closer than that even. He was like a limb at this point. If you lost him, you wouldn't know how to function. That being said, the two of you had never explored a romantic relationship. You were mostly afraid of ruining your friendship, and he seemed to only think about it when he was intoxicated.
"He's so going to regret this in the morning," Vernon cackled, falling back into his seat.
"If you loved me, you'd let me sing one more song," Coups whined. "I'll even sing OUR song."
"We have a song?" you muttered. "Since when do we have a song?"
"Since," Coups hiccuped. "I heard it and thought of you."
"That's hardly "our" song then." You couldn't help but chuckle, plus, you were very curious to hear what Coups thought of as "your song."
"Pleaaaase," he begged. Sticking out his bottom lip, he gave you puppy dog eyes.
"Fine," you gasped. "One more song and then I walk you home!"
An award-winning smile took over Seungcheol's face as he sprung up and toward the karaoke machine. Flipping feverishly through his options, he finally seemed to find what he was looking for. Spinning around, he pointed a finger at you.
"This is for you, Y/N," he said in a low voice. You weren't sure if he was trying to be sexy or funny.
"Oh, this is going to be good," Wonwoo chuckled, pivoting himself to get a better look at the front of the room. Vernon already had his phone out and set to record.
You took a deep breath as you heard the intro to the song. Surely this wasn't what you thought this was.
"I've been drinking, I've been drinking," he crooned. "I get filthy when that liquor get into me - I've been thinking, I've been thinking..."
"Holy shit," Vernon hissed in between laughs. "This is the best day of my entire life."
You wished you were a turtle. If you had a shell, you would have something to crawl into and die. What was he doing?
"WE BE ALL NIGHT! LOOOOOOVE! LOOOOOOVE!" Seungcheol and Mingyu screeched at the top of their lungs as they began to grind their hips into the air.
"Well," Wonwoo said with a wince as he stood from the table. "That's enough of that."
Taking the few steps to cross the room, he tapped gingerly on the karaoke tablet. Within seconds, the music turned off, and the boys were left screaming in the open air.
"Yah!" Coups gasped, after he realized. "What did you do that for?"
"Everyone, I did that for everyone," Wonwoo muttered, gathering his things. "We have an early schedule tomorrow. Let's get moving."
You never had feelings for Wonwoo, but you could honestly kiss him right now.
"You heard him!" you yelled, pulling yourself to your feet as well. "Let's get moving!"
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"Why didn't you like my song?" Seungcheol hiccupped. You were easing him up the steps to his apartment, holding nearly all of his body weight in the process.
"I liked your song just fine," you cringed, another flight of stairs behind you.
"You looked miserable," he pouted. "Why don't you ever take my confessions seriously, Y/N?"
"Because you don't take your confessions seriously," you muttered. Furrowing your brow, you counted the numbers on the apartment doors until you found his. "What's your code this week?"
"I can't tell you," he slurred. "It's a se-se-secret."
Pinching the bridge of your nose, you fluttered your hand toward the door. "Type it in then."
Seungcheol hiccupped again before slumping in the direction of the doorframe. Cupping his hand around the keypad, he eyed you suspiciously. "This is for my safety."
"I know, Cheolie," you laughed. "I'm not arguing with you."
Glancing back to the keypad, he stumbled back a bit. Catching him by the shoulders, you waited for the door to unlock.
"Why are there so many numbers?" Coups sighed, leaning against the door again and poking at the lock. "Three two's? Which two is the right two?"
"Let me try," you hummed. "Can you tell me what your code is?"
"My manager said not to tell anyone. Not even my mom."
"And you can change it as soon as I leave," you sighed. "If we can't get in, you're sleeping on the door mat tonight. And that's not very safe, is it?"
"Why can't I stay with you?" he asked, his eyes brightening with the sudden idea.
"Because I am not hauling you downstairs again and then another three blocks," you grumbled. "The code, please Coups."
"I like it when you call me Cheolie," he pouted.
"Cheolie, my sweet bean," you said, trying to contain your exhaustion. "Will you please tell me the code?"
"Mmm," he hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling into your neck. "Is my birthday."
"Shocker," you breathed, rapidly typing in the lock code. The door made a small buzzing sound before chiming that you could enter.
Stumbling into his apartment, you flipped on the lights and popped off your shoes before heading to the kitchen. Seungcheol, on the other hand, toppled to the floor and began yanking at his shoes.
Scanning the cabinets, you found his most spill-proof tumbler and filled it with ice water. Judging by the muffled sounds of frustration in the entryway, he was still taking off his sneakers.
Turning the corner, you could only sigh. He looked like a toddler sorely in need of a nap. "They won't come off," he said quietly before looking up at you.
"Here," you said, handing him the water bottle. "Drink."
Doing as he was told, he gripped the bottle with both hands, and leaned back against the wall. You crouched down, making quick work of his shoelaces before you managed to finally free him.
"Let's get you to bed," you murmured, motioning for him to take your hand. He slid his palm into yours before easing himself up.
"How could I go from feeling so good to feeling so awful?" he muttered.
"Funny how alcohol will do that," you chuckled, walking with him to his bedroom. "Arms up."
Setting his drink on his desk, he lifted his arms into the air and allowed you to pull his hoodie from his torso. Losing balance after the motion, he toppled onto the mattress, pulling you with him.
"Hey!" you groaned, immediately trying to separate yourself.
"Stay with me," he said softly, tangling his arms and legs around you. "Please?"
He was always affectionate when he was drunk, and you knew that. You needed to shut it down now before your heart could coax you into staying a little longer.
"I have to go home," you whispered, still not willing your body to move. You tried not to be amused as Seungcheol began pulling blankets around you and tucking them in.
"You are home," he whispered. "Right here with me."
You felt an unwelcomed warmth spread through your chest. If he wasn't so cute this would be a lot easier.
"Seungcheol..."
"Seungcheol, Seungcheol, Seungcheol," he continued quietly, settling himself in beside you. "Why do you always give me reasons why you can't stay instead of just trying?"
A little voice inside the back of your head repeated the old adage, drunk minds speak sober hearts. Coups was only clingy when he had too much to drink, but he had always been tender with you. Whether sober or inebriated, he was your person. You had never allowed yourself to think past platonic soulmates...but maybe...
"You're drunk," you countered. You felt so small in bed next to him. He was comfort and safety, even with soju on his breath.
"And you're scared."
He couldn't see the code to get into the apartment, but he could sure see right through you.
"It doesn't matter what I am," you whispered. "You'll regret this in the morning."
"No, I won't," he insisted. "Because I'll wake up with you next to me and I'll remember that drunk me did hangover me a solid.
I want you here, Y/N."
"Because you're drunk."
"Because you're mine," he said softly. "You always have been."
"Have I?" you whimpered. At this point, you were scared to break the spell. Scared that he would sober up and kick you out of his bed.
"Mhm," he cooed, pulling you closer. After placing a light kiss on your forehead, he chose to set his cheek there. "And I won't let go. Not even if there's a fire."
Anything that looked blurry now could be settled in the morning. How could you leave after that?
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The Morning After
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