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seonghwaddict · 9 months

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one more minute — choi san

in which you indulge in some midnight snacks and kisses in the kitchen.

bf!choi san x fem!reader. genre. established relationship. fluff. warnings. a little, tiny make out sesh but nothing else. wc. 0.6k.

lilo's notes. i’m a little sick so updates on both the event and nsn will be a bit slow. but anyways, here’s a little san drabble i wrote at 3 am :>

listening to. rises the moon, liana flores.

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your eyes fluttered open to be met with darkness, the first thing you noticed was the arm draped around your waist. turning your head to look behind you, you caught sight of your dear boyfriend, san, sleeping soundly, his face lit by the dim moonlight seeping in through the gaps in the curtains.

silent snores left his mouth and you smiled, wondering how on earth you were lucky enough to call this perfect man yours. but the silent moment of admiring him was ruined when your stomach grumbled quietly, reminding you what you woke up for. after taking one last look at san and pressing a light kiss to his forehead, you wiggled yourself out of his grip without waking him up and walked down to the kitchen for some food.

you grabbed a paper plate and put a slice of pizza from the night before on it, placing it in the microwave. then you grabbed a mug, filled it with water and set it next to the paper plate before closing the microwave's door, pressing some buttons and starting it up.

a familiar arm wrapped around your waist from the back as san’s other arm brushed your hair away from your neck, nuzzling his face into it as he dropped the hand to wrap it around your waist as well. he placed gentle pecks on your neck and shoulder, nudging the fabric of your neckline to the side to access as much of your soft skin as possible.

you chuckled and turned your face to the side, your eyes meeting his soft brown ones. without averting your eyes, you turned in his grip and wrapped your arms around him in a warm hug. he smelled faintly of peppermint and the shampoo you keep in your bathroom.

you pulled away from each other and he moved his fingertips under your shirt, his knuckles brushing against your sides. his touch sent sparks and goosebumps travelling through your whole body, a feeling you were well acquainted with.

“i love you," he whispered, lips brushing against yours.

you smiled, muttering a heartfelt, "i love you, too."

he leaned his face in and your lips connected in a kiss, moving in a slow and synchronised rhythm, lips slotting together like perfect puzzle pieces. instinctively, your hands travelled up and tangled themselves in his already messy chestnut locks of hair. his grip on your waist tightened, trying to close every remaining millimetre of space between your bodies.

he bit down on your bottom lip, his hands simultaneously gliding up and down your waist, fingertips brushing just beneath your breasts before dropping to your hips and squeezing twice. knowing what that meant with him, you jumped up and warped your legs around his torso, his firm hands supporting you under your thighs. as if you had done this multiple times before—which you have—he turned and set you on the empty counter behind him, standing between your legs.

you continued, your kisses turning desperate and bruising. but before he could take it any further, the microwave's timer rang and you pulled away with a mischievous smile and flushed cheeks. your boyfriend groaned as you inched your way around him and got off the counter to grab your food.

"baby," he whined, drawing out the last syllable, "just… one more minute?"

"i don't want my food to get cold," you laughed and took a bite of the pizza, a playful pout on your lips. "you’re very needy when you're tired."

"at least give me some of the pizza?"

you considered it for a moment before turning and walking to the living room with a broad grin. "i’m not your mom, you can get it yourself, love," you called over her shoulder, resisting the urge to giggly at his dumbfounded expression.

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atinycafe · 6 months

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San traces gentle patterns on the exposed part of your waist, his gaze fixed on the subtle shift of your breathing. With your back turned to him, he can't see your face, but he's certain you're fast asleep. If you were awake, he wouldn't dare to touch you. Arranged marriages aren't uncommon, especially among royal families. They serve to solidify bonds, bringing prosperity and peace to kingdoms, but not necessarily to the individuals involved - the groom and the bride.

It wouldn't be truthful to say that you two love each other or even that you are friends. Even after two years of marriage, your professionalism remains the primary barrier. Since childhood, you've been immersed in rigorous studies to prepare for your role as the empress of the nation. Your life was predetermined long before you were born. Hence, San comprehends completely why you maintain such a cold demeanor toward him.

But, he can't help but yearn for you. His thoughts constantly gravitate toward you, in a way that should be ordinary for a husband but not in your circumstances. He shouldn't love you, but you're making it incredibly difficult for him. Your conduct with those around you, the way you carry yourself, and the genuine kindness you extend, even to those beneath your station, it all makes it harder for him. He sees how you pay attention to your advisors during crucial meetings, noticing the subtle furrowing of your brows when issues with the crops or markets are brought up. Your effortless thoughtfulness is simply captivating; how could he not fall for you?

San places a quivering hand on your hair, toying with a curl between his fingers. He leans in to plant a tender kiss on it, but as you stir slightly, he withdraws his hand abruptly, pretending to be asleep, shutting his eyes tight.

You turn, still in your slumber, but San doesn't open his eyes. He knows you'll wake soon, as the sun begins to filter through the balcony, altering the hues of the sky. You emit a soft murmur, and San senses your eyes opening as you let out a gentle gasp. He feels you shift away slightly, understandable since your noses were nearly touching. San remains motionless, his eyes closed, his breath held.

He remains that way for several minutes until he feels you sit up on the bed. You sigh and stay put. San softly opens his eyes, stealing a glance at your profile. Your gaze is fixed on the horizon, the soft morning light accentuating the curve of your cheek.

"I need to get pregnant," you murmur softly, a tender hand caressing your belly, your eyes glazing over, lost in thought as usual.

"What?" San blurts out, rising to his knees, his eyes wide. "What did you just say?"

You turn to him, embarrassment flushing your face. You open your mouth, then close it, resembling a fish caught off guard. You didn't expect him to be awake this early. "No—I—I just—"

"I'll give you a son," he interrupts, his voice trembling, his hand running through his hair. "If you let me, I'll give you anything." His tone carries a hint of desperation. He had refrained from any physical contact since the beginning of your marriage. It would have created more distance between you, rather than bringing you closer. He didn't want your first night together to be the result of obligations. That would have been too cruel for his heart—feeling you so close, yet your heart so far away. No.

Your face flushes, and the overwhelming urge to conceal yourself becomes unbearable. You shake your head, swiftly discarding the golden covers from your body. "You must have misheard me," you hastily interject, planting your bare soles on the chilly floor. Before you can rise from the bed, San seizes your forearm and gently guides you back, prompting an unqueenly gasp to escape your lips.

He remains silent as he caresses your hairline with a tender hand, peering at you beneath his long lashes. Both of you linger in silence for a moment, locking gazes. The room is so quiet that you can almost discern the rhythmic thumping of his heart, although you can only feel it through the thin fabric of your nightgown.

"I like you," he murmurs into the void. You part your lips to reply, but he doesn't allow you to continue. "I don't know you, but I like you. I would say I love you, but I don't want to push you. So I'll settle for 'I like you.'" He concludes, his lips pressed together in an anxious frown.

You remain silent for a while, simply gazing at him, your eyelashes fluttering. San senses that he might be on the verge of being sick, until you break into a faint smile. Your hands find their way to his face, both of them cradling his cheeks, as your thumbs stroke gently.

"I don't… I don't know you," you mumble, and it's the truth. You hadn't taken the effort to learn more about him beyond the superficial information an empress should possess about her emperor, essential for ruling over a country by his side. "But I can learn. I can try."

Your voice barely rises above a whisper, and you both chuckle like children discovering something shiny.

He leans down over your body, planting a gentle kiss on the gold earring adorning your left ear and then another at the juncture of your ear and neck. He lingers for a few moments, inhaling your natural scent as he feels you shudder at the touch of his lips against your skin. A smirk tugs at his lips before he swiftly jumps out of bed, leaving you alone in the opulent chamber. You hear him exuberantly cheering with the knights outside the door, and you can't help but smile at his youthful enthusiasm. He's making a complete fool of himself, and you turn in the bed, burying your face in his pillow, releasing your own muffled scream of excitement, your feet kicking up in the air. You find yourself laughing, carried away by the rush of adrenaline.

Suddenly, someone clears their throat from behind you. You turn to find the rotation of maids, poised and ready for your daily morning routine. Flustered, you promptly compose yourself, rising to sit and smoothing down your hair. The youngest maids attempt to stifle their laughter behind their sleeves, while you attempt not to perish from embarrassment.

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mybelovedwoo · 11 months

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choi san as boyfriend, please 🥺🙏🏻

choi san as boyfriend - headcanon

headcanon, romance, fluff, smut

gn!reader x bf!atz

wc. ~0.9k

an: this one was so much fun to write, thank u some much for requesting it. you can request headcanons if you want to!! if you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can apply here <3

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-he is the definition of "the perfect boyfriend" and I'm not even overexaggerating

-this boy is so sweet with you, he acts as if you are made out of glass, he's so gentle and caring

-the biggest cuddle bug, is attached to you in some form in every given opportunity

-he likes to pick you up when you hug, and you wrap your legs around him, and after that, you can't go anywhere, he carries you around

-he is the type of boyfriend who hugs you from behind while you pay at the cashier, or when you do something in the kitchen

-he loves to hold your hands, he just thinks it's so cute, he even pecks it every here and there

-he also loves kissing you, and he's an excellent kisser, definitely knows what he's doing, he's giving you butterflies all the time

-he loves when you hold him in your arms, he feels the safest there

-he prefers to be the little spoon, but ever since he got this big it's just impossible for you to hold him in your arms as you used to

-he's a bit sad about it, but doesn't mind it that much as long as he can hold you instead, he is just not able to sleep without hugging you

-he rather stays home with you, where there's just the two of you, sharing intimate moments, he's a homeboy

-gives you all his attention, you never catch him being on his phone when you're there, he thinks every moment with you is precious, and he appreciates all of it

-he expects the same from you, gets all whiny and pouty when you aren't paying attention to him

-loves watching movies with you, cause when he goes abroad he watches them again and he thinks of you all the time, it comforts him

-loves it when you sit on his lap when he plays video games, he always strokes your back with one of his hands, and you always fall asleep hugging him tightly so you don't fall off (although he would never let that happen)

-his texting you all day long, even when he's at work, he always finds 5 minutes so he can check on you, and can send cute little texts

-at the end of the day, if you can't meet up, he's calling you, because he can't live a day without hearing your voice, you most definitely fall asleep still being on the call

-he is just so soft, nurturing, loving and he cares deeply for you, he makes sure you get all the love you deserve

-he is very supportive, he open-mindedly listens to your views and problems, he wants you to know that you can always rely on him

-he motivates and boosts your confidence, there's not a single day he doesn't tell you how beautiful you are inside and out

-he remembers every special occasion, date, and fact about you, your family, and even your friends

-he can be quite moody though, every activity depends on his mood, one moment he only wants to stay home with you, and the next he takes you on the craziest date ever, like going on a rollercoaster in an amusement park or bungee jumping

- he doesn't show his soft spot to anyone, he prefers to cry and get emotional only with you

-he feels that you are the one in the first month of your relationship, he is very family-oriented, so he's been thinking about having a family with you early on in your relationship

-he's really romantic, sometimes he just lights candles and makes a warm bath for you with roses and champagne, because he thinks you deserve it

- he calls you really cute names like, sunshine, bunny, or gorgeous, although, in front of his family and friends, he likes to call you his wife, even when you aren't married yet

nsfw +18!!!

-i think he's a soft dom, I don't care what anyone says

-he loves to control you, but would never do something you don't like, and he could never hurt you, his heart could not bare it

-his sex drive is crazy, you have sex almost every time you meet, and can go multiple rounds, he has a lot of stamina

-he's worshipping your body every minute of it, he says things like "god, you're perfect" and "I want to kiss every part of you"

- and there's definitely not a single part on your body he hasn't kissed yet

-respect and trust are very important for him in the bedroom too, he would never say something to you he wouldn't say out of it, and he makes sure you feel safe and respected

-he loves to make you feel good more than himself, sometimes it's enough for him if he gives you head, and he doesn't want anything in return

-something that is a huge turn-off for him is when he's seeing you being hurt, either physically or verbally, so that's a no-no

-he asks you every here and there if you are enjoying yourself or you're feeling good, likes to know what you are thinking

- he always starts off slow and affectionate, but after some time he loses it and gets more and more faster and a little rougher (as I said he has a lot of stamina and needs to let it out somewhere)

-he's not too loud, he just groans and moans a lot into your ears

-he loves it when you sit on his lap and ride him though, he always holds your hand and tells you that you're doing good

-he's so soft and sweet after, aftercare is really important for him, first, he likes to cuddle, and after he likes to clean up with you, maybe taking a shower with you while you cuddle and wash off each other

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sanspuppet · 5 months

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Dom husband San x y/n?? 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

W/T: smut‼️

| thank you for your request anon! <3 sorry if the end kinda sucks because headache suddenly hit me, but i still wanted to get it finished

“Don’t hold back, darling.” San’s pelvis is slamming against your ass rhythmically. Erotic sounds filling the room, as you were once again supporting yourself on your wrists and knees, with your husband pounding joyfully into you from the back. Your face is buried in the pillow, your fingers hurting from how tightly your grip is on the sheets beneath you. You feel his hand caressing softly your hair, unlike the roughly way he was fucking you. “Come on… let me hear your pretty sounds.” you know that not listening to him would get his pace even worse. “Fuck— San” you try to appeal something but nothing comes out of your mouth but a loud, half broken moan. “Yes, babe?” you can’t see him but he clearly smirks, enjoying how fucked out his wife seems every time he takes the lead. San drags his gaze down, gluing it to the way his hard dick flowed easily inside you at every thrust. “Do you feel it?” he asks you, even though he knows very well that you aren’t capable of formulate any phrases at the moment. “How perfectly your pussy takes my cock?” you can only mewl back, making him chuckle: “I’ve fucked you dumb so many times, that now only my dick would fit your tight cunt.” the heat between you grows desperately as San starts to fuck you deeper, the pleasure that runs down his spine forces him to suck in a deep breath. The feeling of your creamy folds squeezing his dick makes his mind go blank, he slows his pace, his pumps inside your cunt getting sloppy. “Fuck”

You almost cry out when you feel emptiness as he pulls out, but you don’t have to wait too much before San flips you around, making eye contact with your hazed eyes.

“Sorry baby, just want to see your face when i’ll make you reach your orgasm.” he cooes innocently, as if he wasn’t standing in front of you naked, after almost splitting you in half with his rough pumps. San leans over you, lifting your chin with his fingers, attaching his lips to yours, biting and sucking on them as he was starving from days. “Wanna keep being a good wife and take the dick you’re married with?” you nod instinctively, sucking in your lower lip to repress the moan you’ll emit as soon as San’s cock will be buried inside your pussy, hitting all your sweet spots at the first push. “Y-yeah”

San stars to move again, the contact between his cockhead and your g-spot fulfills your mind, now incapable make any coherent thought. You trail your eyes down his chest, his abs flexing as he was breathing heavily to hold back any noises. You seem lost, watching his lower abdomen slapping against your thighs, his length quickly appearing and disappearing into your soaking entrance. You can’t believe how you lost your mind because you haven’t noticed that San has already reached his orgasm, a white ring around his cock as he was pushing his seeds further into you. More embarrassing’s the fact that after you realized it, realized how his cock can drive you nuts, it gets you so suddenly to your climax. You roll your eyes back, your mouth hangs open, but you let out nothing.

“Enjoying the view darling?” he smirks at you, his palm running up your body, wrapping it around your neck. “Aren’t we perfect, love?” He pulls away, staring at your red, puffed pussy, before making again eye contact with you.

“I fucking love you y/n”

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theysaidhush · 1 year

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Free use with San ;)

I'm sorry but free use with San ? Boi yes. And when you don't expect it, because else it's not funny >:)

Quick example. Free use means that you can be in the shower, trying to take a nice and warm shower landing your own business when suddenly he comes and fuck you dumb without a word, without asking, giving you the best orgasms ever until he has to hold you. But he's not done with you !! Oh, no, he HAS to hold your limp body and carry you, press your tits against the tiles as he lands a slap on your ass. Tight grip on your jaw, keeping your mouth open so he can put his fingers in.

Free use means that you are in the kitchen washing the dishes when San comes and bend you over the counter, gripping you by the hair while thrusting into you, hitting it from the back, the sound of your skin slapping against each other filling the room. Free use because that boy is needy so even tho he acts like a bad guy, he would definitely whimper moan and curse in a high pitch tone, voice trailing off as he's saying nonsenses because he's pussy drunk.

Free use with San would imply fucking in the bathroom of an ice cream shop. Don't ask me why '-' Dude would bring you to the bathroom and lower your short or pants or simply push your panties aside as he's shoving his fat dick in your warm and welcoming hole without prep. He's careful tho and watch for any reaction, ready to put a stop to everything if you're hurt or really uncomfortable. But if you're not, he does not care if anyone hears anything, you're so pliant and nice to him, that's the only thing that matters. He would nip on your earlobe and muffle his moans in your neck, his grip so tight that when you would check hours after you would see bruises all over your thighs. A lot of ass and tits groping. Someone's waiting outside ? He's not done with you. You offered your body to him so easily, he can't let go of it anymore. He would definitely cum inside and asks you to keep it until you come back home. Loves seeing you squirm and squeeze your legs when you're walking in the mall, it makes him feel powerful ;)

Free use when he's watching a show in the living room and you're laying in bed and he suddenly thinks that he wants needs your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock. Getting up and coming straight to your room without even turning off the tv, taking off your clothes while you're looking at him, clueless, when he suddenly lowers his pants and ask you while breathing heavily to open that pretty mouth of yours and suck the life outta him. You don't complain because he's your boy and you just wanna please him. It doesn't matter if you were in the middle of an online course, you can turn the camera and mic off and put your hands around his length, stroke it and lick it like it's your favorite popsicle >< Free use means that he doesn't ask you if he can push you on your back and put his dick between your breast, watching in awe as the saliva spread on his dick allows him to thrust rapidly enough, but not too much so you can still lick the tip of his cock every time he's going upward. Messy and sloppy titty-fuck, coming on your tongue as you stuck it out, and then deepthroating to cure his depression <3 He cleans you up and hug you before going back to his drama in the living room.

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pocketjoong · 6 months

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❥𓂃𓏧DESIRE

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (SYNOPSIS): You give San a backless jacket to wear for a performance, but San seems to have everything but the performance in mind.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (PAIRING) idol!San x fem!Stylist!Reader

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WARNINGS) smut. pwp. unprotected sex (DON'T DO THIS IRL)! use of pet names. San calls reader noona. Hints of a forbidden relationship/romance. lmk if I am missing something. MDNI.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WORD COUNT) 2.3k

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (NOTES) Seems familiar? I wrote and published this on my previous account (hoonieversed). This is an edited (and a better, imo) version hehe~ I always enjoy feedback, reviews, and asks so don't hesitate to comment/send an ask!

“Noona,” San’s voice, tinged with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty, echoes through the mostly empty room as he calls you from behind the door of the changing area. “I might need help wearing this… Whatever this is?”

A knowing chuckle escapes your lips at the confusion in his voice.

“Just a moment, Sannie,” you call out, absentmindedly brushing off the imaginary dust from Yunho’s outfit. With a mischievous grin, you make the taller male twirl around so that you can double-check the fit one last time.

Yunho's eyes sparkle with amusement as he watches you deliberately take your time with his outfit. “What have you given him, noona? He has never sounded this bewildered before,” his voice carries a playful curiosity.

The corner of your lip quirks up into a sly smile, and you wink at him, “You’ll find out soon enough. Now sit down somewhere while you wait for Jiyeon to help you with your mic pack. And, please don’t mess around with the gloves too much, they’re delicate.”

“Yes ma'am,” Yunho gives you a salute and plops next to Mingi, who’s taking a nap on the couch.

You knock on the door of the small room—calling it a room is quite generous of you, for it is barely big enough to be a closet. San is on the other side, and he cracks open the door a smidge, peeking from behind it. When he sees you, he pushes the door wider for you to step in.

The first thing you see when you enter is the male’s adorable pout. San is sporting the jacket he’s supposed to wear alright, but he is holding out the belt that goes with it, seemingly unaware of its use.

“Why do I even need a belt? And isn’t it too small for my waist?” He questions, his brows furrowing in confusion. His innocent curiosity causes you to let out an involuntary laugh.

“Noona!” He protests with a playful whine, his pout deepening, and you chuckle again, shaking your head at him affectionately. “Why are you making fun of me like this?”

With the belt firmly in place, you look at San with a playful glint in your eyes. “Can you do a twirl for me, Sannie?”

“I promise I’m not teasing, honey. Your expression is hilarious; now, if you don’t mind, would you turn around, for me please?” You smile, gently taking the belt from San’s hands.

You begin to secure the ends on the sides of his jacket, tugging it once to check its stability. As you work on his outfit, one of your hands brushes the younger male’s back, and you don’t miss the way his breath hitches nor do you miss the faint shiver that courses through him in response to the unexpected touch.

He clears his throat, and with a breathy ’yes,’ San obligingly turns around, granting you full access to inspect his outfit. You smile proudly as you assess your handiwork, happy that the outfits you’ve chosen for everyone are nothing short of amazing. This stage outfit, in particular, succeeds in bringing out the hard edges of San’s on-stage persona while complimenting his inherent gentleness.

“You look perfect, now all that’s left is for you to get your mic pack connected, and you’ll be all set for the show,” you say, your smile brimming with enthusiasm. However, you can’t resist adding a touch of playful admonishment as you glare at him, “And for heaven’s sake, don’t treat the belt with the same energy you handle your mics. This is the only one, and I will not repair it for you if you come back with it ripped.”

A mischievous grin creeps across San's face as he observes you. “You look so cute trying to threaten me, like a cute, angry kitten,” he muses before leaning down in an unexpected move to capture your lips in a sweet kiss.

“San,” you protest softly as his kisses become more intense, attempting to halfheartedly push him away. You don’t want to risk ruining the outfit you had put so much effort into.

“Am I not allowed to kiss my partner just because it can ruin my outfit?” He speaks against your lips, his tone teasing. San's hands find their way to the exposed sliver of your back that is peeking through the crop top you’re wearing today, leaving you momentarily breathless.

“I can't have that, not when you're about to ruin all of my hard work,” you reply shakily when he pulls away for a brief moment to roll his eyes at you, only to swoop in for yet another passionate kiss. His hands travel downward, drawing you nearer with an abrupt pull, and you whine against his mouth when you feel his clothed length pressed against yourself.

“I promise to be careful,” he assures you with a wicked grin that sends shivers down your spine.

He makes quick work and rids you of your crop top, your lips detaching for a moment. As you glace at him, you can see how much you’ve affected San. Gone is your sweet Sannie, and in his place is the demon you usually see on stage, his pupils blown wide as his chest rises and falls to make up for the lack of oxygen.

In the blink of an aye, he bends down and lifts you up by your thighs, positioning your legs around his waist. Your own hands find firm purchase against his broad shoulders, as you try to keep yourself steady as San begins to carry you.

You’re so preoccupied with tasting his mouth and biting playfully at his lips that you let out a gasp when you feel your back pressed against the cold surface of the mirror. San doesn’t waste this opportunity to deepen the kiss, allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth.

Once he's sure that you won’t slip from your position against the mirror, his hand leaves your thigh and he chooses to gently caress your chest through the fabric of your crop top. San eagerly swallows your whine and you feel him smirk against your lips, causing you to nip at his lips in retaliation.

San licks his lips, leaving you so dazed that before you can even comprehend what’s happening, his deft hands have removed your bra, sending it carelessly flying behind himself. Without a moment’s hesitation, he takes one of your pebbled nipples in his mouth, his tongue tracing tantalizing circles around your sensitive bud, while his hand eagerly pinches the other. Your back arches due to the pleasure coursing through you, giving him all the access he wants.

San’s skillful ministrations elicit the sweetest of whimpers out of you, prompting him to let go of your breasts with a pop, his finger coming to tenderly press over your parted lips. “Hush, darling,” he admonishes, his voice low and tinged with a possessive growl. His eyes darken even further when he notices your fucked out expression. A wicked smirk dances at the edges of his lips as he speaks, “Don’t be so loud. I don’t want others hearing the delectable sounds you make. They’re just for me to hear.”

His smirk borders evil when he sits you down on the table and sinks to his knees, his warm palms gentle but firm as he encourages you to part your trembling thighs for him. You offer mild resistance, torn between pleasure and a vague worry that his fervor might ruin his outfit. You don’t have time for that.

“Sweetheart… please,” your lover implores, voice soft and earnest. With his chin rested against your knees, he gazes up at you with an endearing vulnerability. “I promised that I would be careful; we don’t have much time till I have to go out,” he reminds you.

With a sigh, you relent, giving him a nod of approval. “Alright, just be careful,” you tell him, parting your legs to grant him access. A smile plays on his lips as he leans in, placing tender kisses along the inner curve of your thigh. Your breath hitches when his fingers glide over your clothed folds, igniting a warmth in you.

You muffle your whimper against your palm when San slides off your skirt deftly, taking your panties off in the same swoop. “You’re always so beautiful for me,” he murmurs, letting one palm slide up from your knee to give your thigh a gentle, appreciative squeeze.

His touch sends shivers down your spine as he runs his fingers over you, parting your delicate folds. A content hum escapes San’s lips when he feels your arousal coating his fingertips. “Already so wet for me?” He teases, adding a bit more pressure, causing you to hiss appreciatively.

San starts a deliberate, rhythmic motion, sliding his fingers in and out while curling them inside you. You gasp, clutching onto his shoulder for support as he watches you squirm beneath his watchful gaze. You can feel the tips of his fingers grafting your sweet spot, adding to your pleasure. But just as you’re on the precipice of release, he withdraws, never breaking eye contact with you. With sensual deliberation, he brings his fingers to his lips, sucking them clean while emitting a throaty hum at the taste.

You struggle to stifle any sounds that might betray your pleasure, your hand reaching out for him. “C’mere, I want you,” you purr, your voice laced with desire. “Just… Take off your pants, please. I don’t want to ruin them before you go on stage.”

San mumbles something along the lines of ‘damn the pants’ but proceeds to remove them, and gently places them on the ground. You lick your lips when you see that the head of his member is already leaking with precum. He locks eyes with you, his gaze heavy-lidded with desire as he draws closer to you. When your nails lightly grazed his bare back, he lets out a hiss of pleasure, his eyes squeezing shut.

“Is that why you always give me backless outfits to wear?” He questions with a low, throaty growl, “You sly, cunning vixen.”

Your shiver in anticipation as you feel his touch, warm and intimate, igniting a fiery desire within. He tenderly rubs against your wetness, and your breath hitches in anticipation. Both of your moans are smothered by the urgency of your lips meeting in a fervent, needy kiss as his head gently slides into your core.

As he pushes deeper, the world seems to blur around you as your senses are consumed by the intoxicating feeling of San’s member moving against your walls. A shuddering sigh escapes your lips as he stills once he is fully sheathed, allowing you a moment to get used to the intense sensation, both of you immersed in the electric intimacy of the moment.

You grind against him, pressing your body closer, wordlessly urging him to continue. San takes a deep, steadying breath and withdraws, only to slide back inside you. The angle is so perfect that you have to bite down on your lips to stifle the passionate moans threatening to escape. He, too, buries his face into the crook of your neck, sucking on the tender flesh, leaving marks you’re sure you will have to cover up.

“Yes, Sannie, please, you feel so good,” A seductive, breathy plea, escapes your lips. You feel, rather than see, his wolfish grin against your skin. In response, you clench your muscles, causing a deep, throaty groan to tumble from his lips.

“Shh, my love,” you whisper, a cautionary tone in your voice as your fingernails trace a tantalising path down his scalp. “We wouldn't want everyone to catch wind of our little secret, now, would we?”

In response, he shakes his head, voice reduced to a choked, “No, noona.”

“Such a good boy for me,” you purr, a sultry smile playing at your lips. San preens at your praise, and you spread your legs further apart in an attempt to bring him closer to you. Sensing that you’re close, he lets go of your thigh, and his hands blaze a fiery trail down your stomach to rub teasingly at your clit.

Stimulated by his fingers, you’re unable to hold off any longer. You come against him, your walls clenching and unclenching against his cock. You ride your high as he maintains a relentless pace, each powerful thrust pushing him closer to his own peak while ensuring your climax soared even higher.

“Fuck, you are so tight,” His voice is a husky whisper in your ear. “You’re so good for me, noona.”

It doesn’t take him long to reach his own high, and with a few more fervent thrusts, he’s spilling inside you. San’s head rolls forwards against your shoulder, and his mouth opens in fucked out bliss.

Slowly he lets himself lean into your body, the pleasure leaving his body weak. He smiles radiantly when you kiss his cheek and nuzzles his nose into your own in an affectionate gesture that reminds you of a kitten. The two of you stay like that for a few moments, just basking in each other’s presence.

A soft whimper escapes your lips as San withdraws from you, leaving you acutely aware of his warmth. You can feel his release, mingled with your own, trickle down, and you watch in stillness as San reaches for a few wet tissues to clean himself before helping you tidy up.

His lips press against your forehead, and the two of you hurriedly begin dressing up, the urgency of the moment settling upon you. It dawns on you that it won’t be long before someone will call for San, reminding you both of the demands of the world looming over you.

As you swiftly assist him with his outfit, making a few final adjustments with nimble fingers, you complete your task in the nick of time. The very next second, a knock echoes through the room, and Hongjoong’s voice filters in, signaling that San is needed as they are supposed to get ready for standby.

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stayteezdreams · 2 months

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Celebrating Valentines Day {Maknae Line}

Headcanons/Scenarios: How you celebrate Valentines Day together - Maknae Line

{Hyung Line}

Pairings: Ateez Maknae Line x Gn!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Mentions of food/eating in all members sections.

Words: 0.7k

San

San has always wanted to go all-out on Valentines Day ever since you started dating.

I'm talking rose petals everywhere when you walk into the room, cute balloons, a big bouquet of flowers, chocolates, teddy bear, candles, and a homemade dinner.

He is nervous but excited.

You are in shock when you walk in and he can't help but giggle at your reaction.

San makes you feel spoiled, and that is his intention.

You felt guilty because it felt as though your gift and chocolates paled in comparison.

But San reassured you, you could have gotten him just a card and he would have loved it.

After you ate dinner, you ate a cute cake you had bought for the two of you.

Something he had known you were excited to buy, so he didn't bother with dessert.

You spent the rest of the night cuddling on the couch, wrapped in each others arms.

Where it went after that is up to you...

Mingi

You and Mingi wanted to do something fun for Valentines, but were stressed with the idea of planing it out.

So you decided to just go with wherever the day took you.

After breakfast together you went to a park nearby that was hosting a small music event.

If you wanted, Mingi would put you up on his shoulders/back so you could see everything over the crowd.

You spent a few hours there before heading off to a Valentines cooking class you booked that morning.

You cooked each other food and made each other chocolates.

It had been something you were interested in for a while, so you thought you might as well do it on the cheesiest day of the year.

You finished off the evening going to a small festival nearby.

You played some games, watched fireworks, and somehow ate even more food.

By the time the two of you had gotten home you were exhausted, but happy.

You decided going with whatever you found ended up being the best decision you could have made.

Wooyoung

Wooyoung of course surprised you with a beautiful bouquet, and a much-too-large stuffed animal.

You made him chocolates from scratch which made him squeal with excitement (you know the noise), and he proceeded to pepper kisses all over your face for an alarming amount of time.

Wooyoung is in full support of fun Valentines Dates.

Mainly, a giant arcade.

Someplace you could spend hours having fun together.

You played racing games, sport games, bowling, mini golf.

You danced and did karaoke, and won a dozen prizes in claw games before the two of you grew tired enough to go home.

Once you got home, Wooyoung insisted on cooking you dinner.

After some convincing he agreed to let you help by cutting up some vegetables, and clearing the dirty dishes.

Music played as you cooked, and after a few dance breaks, play fights and ...other distractions, dinner was finally done.

The rest of the evening was spent in each other's company, while Wooyoung ate all of the chocolates you made him, and then proceeded to beg you to make him more.

Jongho

Jongho had never celebrated Valentines with a significant other before.

He had been given gifts and chocolates on Valentine Day, but he had never really wanted to do the same for someone until he was with you. So he was quite nervous and unsure of what to do.

He spent a lot of time agonizing over the perfect flowers, the perfect chocolates, the perfect thing to say.

Then as the two of you were talking about the holiday, you told him you didn't care what he got you. The fact that he would do anything for you at all made you feel special.

This boosted his confidence and settled his nerves.

But he still surprised you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and a large variety chocolate box.

Also a large teddy bear he said would be his replacement for when he was away.

You got him flowers too, which made him blush and giggle. A sight you had rarely seen that you wish cold be engraved in your mind.

Neither of you wanted to brave the crowded city full of couples.

So you ordered an abundance of your favorite foods, put on your favorite movies, made a comfy pillow fort in the living room and spent the night huddled together.

It was simple, but it was perfect.

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ateezlovely · 1 year

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Do you want some chapstick?

pairing: choi san x reader (genderneutral)

genre: fluff + cute

description: you ask for chapstick and san tries to give it to you by kissing you. this is loosely based on the video I saw of Yeosang asking for chapstick and Wooyoung trying to kiss him ^_^

Hanging out with your friend group meant that it was always loud with so much chaos going on. It started out as a get-together for studying but soon enough one person got distracted and now nobody is paying attention.

You were sitting in the dining room tuning out the boys trying to stay focused as they started to talk about what to eat for dinner when a whining voice draws you back, ‘’Noo! We can’t order pizza again, we had that last time!’’ Wooyoung says.

‘’I agree, we should order some fried chicken’’ Hongjoong says, to which everyone starts to agree with that.

‘’Chicken Chicken’’ Yeosang sings in a small voice which makes you giggle and put a hand over your mouth. While they start to order different menu items you get up to sit on the couch since there isn’t going to be any more studying.

The living room is quieter since nobody is in there and you find peace in the quiet, putting your head back and closing your eyes for a moment. It is only a few minutes later that you feel the weight of someone else sitting next to you. Opening your eyes, you turn your head and see that it’s San. Immediately your heart starts to beat a little faster because he’s sitting so close to you.

‘’Mmm the quiet is nice, isn’t it?’’ San says without turning to look at you, he looks straight ahead before turning to you with a gentle look on his face. You softy nod your head in agreement and smile at him before allowing your body to lean against him ever so slightly.

You like everyone in your friend group, they were all the funniest but kindest people you have ever been friends with but one person you like a bit differently. A few years ago you were paired up with Seonghwa and Mingi in a group project and since then you became very close with them. After the project was over they suggested you meet their other friends so you could become close with them and hang out as a group. The first time you met San you instantly thought he was attractive and by the fifth time you saw him you knew you had feelings for him. Except here you are years later still hiding away your feelings and pining over the boy you like the most.

San shifted a bit to reach something into his pocket and you leaned off him to straighten yourself up and grab the remote. Hoping that looking for something to watch will distract your mind away from thoughts about him.You notice San was getting out chapstick from his pocket and can’t help but look at his lips while he applies it.

San notices you looking and says, ‘’Do you want some?’’.

Startled because he caught you staring you nod, ‘’Oh yeah, if you don’t mind’’. He hummed before giving you a smirk and pouted his lips at you. Confused because you didn’t understand what he was doing you ask what’s wrong.

‘’I’m offering you chapstick y/n’’ he says and pouts out his lips again.

“What’re you talking about’’ your face starts to heat up and you turn away hoping that he doesn’t notice you blushing. A hand comes up to the side of your face to turn you towards San and he’s smiling at you.

He keeps his hand on your face and his thumb is lightly rubbing your chin and brushing against your lower lip sometimes. ‘’Don’t you want some chapstick y/n?’’.

‘’San c’mon’’ you whine and try to pull away feeling even more shy and nervous that San really means that he wants you to kiss him for chapstick. His hand wraps around the back of your neck trying to pull your face closer to his while leaning in to kiss you.

A pair of gasps and giggles interrupt what is happening between you and San. Yunho and Wooyoung are at the living room entrance looking playfully shocked at what is happening.

‘’Oh! Oh! I can’t believe what I am seeing!’’ Wooyoung says while he clutches onto Yunho's arm and giggles.

‘’This is so…scandalous!’’ Yunho gasps and you turn even redder while covering your face from embarrassment.

San groans but his hand doesn’t leave the back of your neck, ‘’Nothing scandalous is going on you guys!’’

‘’You are trying to force y/n for a kiss! Poor innocent sweet y/n!’’ Yunho exclaims and Wooyoung nods his head before agreeing and pointing to San, claiming that he’s a perv. Jongho comes up behind them with a shocked looked and yells at San.

‘’I was only offering them some chapstick!’’ San argues, which only makes the two boys gasp harder and yell that San is being a perv to you. This makes you feel so embarrassed but also laugh because of how funny they were acting.

Softly you say, ‘’San…’’ and when he turns to look at you, you see the amusement in his eyes but he also looks so lovingly at you in his eyes. All the emotions you have been bottling up feel like they are going to burst out so you take those emotions and use them to be brave for a second. Quickly you move your face to San’s and give him a kiss on the lips, more a peck than a kiss.

‘’There…now let’s stop making so much noise…’’ you mumble and turn away focusing on the TV, ignoring the loud gasps and exclamations from the boys. The hand on your neck tightens for a second before loosening and moving to lay across your shoulders.

San kisses your cheek before saying, ‘’You’re so cute y/n...’’. Even though your face is red with your heart beating so fast you still lean close to San and put your head on his shoulder. Feeling so happy and content that you kissed the boy you like so much, but hoping you can feel his lips against yours again soon.

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nanawritesit · 1 year

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Choi San Boyfriend Headcanons!

listen, this man is my ultimate bias for a REASON. you are SO lucky if you have him as a boyfriend 😭

he’s a huge fan of PDA. holding hands, linking pinkies, having an arm around your waist, linking arms, hugging, and kissing are all things he’s comfortable doing in public (just pecks on the lips though, not full on making out LOL) he always has to be touching you in some way 🥰

he loves to play with your hair! no matter how long or short it is, he’ll always be running his fingers through it, twiddling with the ends, or ruffling it (if it’s long enough, he’ll even learn to braid it! it’s a very relaxing ritual that both of you love!)

and while kissing, his hands often end up tangled in your hair ;)

san isn’t really into big grand gestures of love… it’s the little things he does for you that let you know he loves you. he definitely has an “acts of service” love language!

he’ll wake you up when he notices your alarm doesn’t go off, brings you lunch while you’re at work, helps you with projects, carries your bag around for you while shopping… he does stuff like this without even thinking

i can’t imagine him yelling at you no matter how angry he might be. he’s very good at controlling his feelings so if he gets upset, he’ll just leave the room to give himself a moment to calm down before talking with you about the situation calmly and rationally

if you ever break a glass or plate of his, he’ll gently reassure you that it’s okay, it was just an accident, and first checks your hands for any injuries before helping you clean it up (cries in childhood trauma 😭)

you catch him just staring at you with a big dopey smile on his face ALL the time. and when you ask what’s wrong he goes “nothing, i just love looking at you.” 😊

he’s the best person to be around when you’re sad. (he is our comforting mountain after all!) he’ll never judge you, and instead just hold you tightly while you cry, whispering little reassurances and patting your back gently… after you calm down he’ll immediately offer to help you with whatever’s bothering you

he’s a big fan of the nickname “baby,” he uses it probably more than your actual name (i’m sorry if you hate it 😟)

“baby, come look at this!” “what’s wrong baby, do you need some help?” “i’m sorry you’re sad baby, everything will be okay.”

every once in a while he’ll let a “my love” slip, and when he’s begging for your attention he uses “honey” in a sickeningly sweet, whiny voice

he’ll never pass up an opportunity to tell you how beautiful you are. even when you’re bare-faced, have bed-head, and are wearing sweats, he thinks you’re absolutely stunning 🥰

you definitely don’t help with his plushy addiction… you buy him one like every week, and soon you both have to buy those nets that hold stuffed animals against the corner ceiling (oh god and if you ALSO love plushies??? your house will be DECKED OUT.)

that definitely wasn’t just a headcanon for me bc i have a squishmallow addiction ahahaha

he tries to act annoyed when you pester him while he’s reading, but he secretly thinks you’re super cute when you’re begging for his attention 🥺

wooyoung is so jealous of you for the longest time… you guys didn’t really get along until san locked you both in a room and told you to work out your differences 😀

which worked, surprisingly 😀 you both came out laughing up a storm and hanging off of each other

now you and wooyoung are besties. you even team up against san sometimes to bug him. he just corners you both and stares at you intensely, forcing you to look up at him to fluster you (he loves his little brats tho 💞)

we all know san needs to hold something to sleep… and i’m sorry if you like having room to yourself when you sleep, but that something is going to have to be you sometimes (cries in starfish sleeper)

maybe not every night, but at least once a week, he HAS to fall asleep with you in his arms

he always lets you lay your head on his shoulder while he does other tasks, in fact, he encourages you to!

like if you’re sitting next to him to relax, he’ll just reach over and push your head down to rest on his shoulder

he loves to paint your nails together 💅🏻 and do face masks!

when he’s away on tour, he’ll stay up all night talking to you if no one stops him (usually hongjoong has to lmaoooo)

speaking of which, he gets all flustered every time the members bring you up… he starts blushing and smiling like a fool 🥺

then he can’t stop himself from rambling on and on about how amazing you are ☺️

he also won’t stop flirting with you just because you’re dating

he’s constantly dropping pick up lines and hyping you up

like if you get all dressed up for a special event, his jaw will drop open and he’ll say something like “hey pretty lil thing, you come here often” 👀

and you’ll be like “san i’m literally your partner” 😑

he shares everything with you, without even thinking about it

snacks, drinks, hoodies… he’ll just hand them to you absentmindedly

at the end of the day, this boy would do literally anything just to see you smile. he thinks your smile is the prettiest sight in the world. he believes you deserve the world and wants nothing more than to give it to you 💞

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cheeseceli · 4 months

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Right hand, left hand

Pairing: San × Gn!Reader

Genre: fluff, implied established relationship, a very failed attempt of humour

Request: Okay but do you think San would learn to be ambidextrous in school if he had a crush on someone he sat next to all the time because he wanted to hold her hand while they work?? I do. - 🌙

Warnings: reader is right handed; both San and reader go to school/university/classes; featuring seonghwa and honjoong

A/n: I loved this concept so much but I can't tell if I like the results 😭 hope you enjoy this tho!

‌San hates that he is right handed

‌He also hates that you are right handed

‌Because no matter where he sits in class, he can't hold your hand

‌If he sits by your left side, he won't be able to keep up with class if he gives up on writing just to hold your hand

‌If he sits by your right side, you are the one who would need to give up on writing

‌Of course he could sit in front or behind you

‌But then he wouldn't be able to look at you with so much ease

‌And as much as he believes that holding your hand is more important than any possible class, his grades would soon disagree

‌That's how Seonghwa and Hongjoong ended up in their current situation

"This is still illegible, San" Seonghwa says after handing back the paper San used to practice his calligraphy as the youngest sighed.

‌His plan was to become ambidextrous

‌Just so he could hold your hand and take notes at the same time. However, it wasn't as simple as it looked

‌He would try to find those "I became ambidextrous in 30 days" except he'd try to replicate it in a weekend

‌Sorry but he cannot wait a whole month to hold your hand

‌When it doesn't work he is like :(

‌Refuses to to let Seonghwa and Hongjoong go until he gets it right

‌Hongjoong is still a bit confused as to why they are even there when everything they do is tell San that it's impossible to read a single thing he's written in the past hour

‌But he got the spirit

"This looks kinda good actually" Hongjoong comments when San hands him another sheet of practice

"For real?" the youngest asks with shiny eyes and Hongjoong almost feels bad for lying. Almost

"Yeah. Keep it like that and I think it will be perfect by Monday"

Seonghwa wanted to say something, clearly questioning his friend's judgement, but he was soon silenced by Hongjoong: "so, can we go now?"

‌San just nodded, too focused on practicing more now that he (thought he) was getting better at it

‌It didn't take more than two seconds for both Seonghwa and Hongjoong to get out of the room, finally breathing after being in there for more than four hours

‌When Monday comes and you see San writing with his left hand, you're confused

‌And you wonder how he'll manage to read those messy notes later

‌But he's so happy holding your hand that you don't even question it

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

Feedback is always appreciated <3

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seonghwaddict · 2 months

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ateez’s favourite positions — masterlist

requested by anon. genre. hc, smut rating. mature. warnings. sexual content mdni, various sex positions, nicknames n stuff. wc. 768.

[ lilo’s notes . . . ] thank you for requesting~ i had to do research for this and like… why are there so many names for the same positions??? and some of these are such weird obscure names i genuinely stared at my screen so blankly cuz who came up with these- not only that but some of the positions i saw looked SO UNCOMFORTABLE??? anyways, moving on and if you aren’t familiar with these position… i suggest looking them up because i will NOTTTTT be providing any links 😁

hongjoong

face sitting. when he says sit on his face he means sit on it. he likes how his mouths drives you wild and how you have to stop yourself from just grinding on his face—he’d lift you for like two seconds to encourage you to do just that. and you see that couch in his studio? yeah i’m not gonna elaborate.

“baby, sit.”

seonghwa

missionary. when he’s not torturing you with his tongue, he likes to fuck you deep and slow. missionary may sound very plain, but occasionally he’ll throw in a blindfold or some restraints. almost if the time, though, he wants it to be just you and him. he likes this position so he can see your face clearly, watching the way you unravel with each frustratingly slow grind of his hips.

“hm, look at you… so pretty and all for me.”

yunho

backseat driver. he’s not very picky about positions, but he does like having you in his lap while he’s gaming. whether it’s him ending a game badly and needing relief right there or you wanting to tease and distract him, he will always revel in the subtle arch of your back and bounce of your tits, having to keep both you and himself quiet when he’s on a call and playing with his friends.

“keep it down, yeah? we don’t want everyone to hear you like this, now do we?”

yeosang

leap frog. he’s an ass guy idc what ANYONE says. if you’re telling me he won’t stare at the way your ass bounces against pelvis, you’re dead wrong. he likes to reach over and give your clit some attention too. yeosang also leans down to kiss your back sweetly while also fucking you like his life depends on it. guys i am DEEP in yeosang brain rot rn if i continue i fear i won’t be able to stop.

“get your face out of that pillow, pretty girl. let me hear you.”

san

spooning. i think that, yes, occasionally he’d like to be rough, but i will NEVER back down from my soft dom!san agenda. in this position, he’s able to hold you and keep you warm and make you feel good all over. the technicalities(?) of spooning you feels good for the two of you—your thighs pressed together making your walls hug him tighter. this is also a good position for him to gently fuck you to sleep at the end of the day. also: comforting kisses all over your shoulders and the back of your neck… he just wants to make you feel nice and comfortable and keep you safe in his arms :(

“just relax, baby… you know i’ll take care of you.”

mingi

tabletop. if no one’s around, he’ll risk taking you right on the kitchen counter. if that’s not possible, he’ll lick the bedroom door and sweep any items off his desk and take you there. there’s something about seeing you say somewhere and being the one standing between your legs and coaxing orgasm after orgasm out you that makes his insides feel all hot and tingly. this also give the two of you good access to kiss each other all over your torsos.

“i’ve got you, doll, just give me one more, i know you can do it.”

wooyoung

ballet dancer. specifically against a wall, or door, or window, or- you get the point. any vertical surface will do. one hand on your waist or breast or neck and the other hitching your thigh around his hips. sometimes he’ll be fucking you so well, your nails dig into the skin of his shoulders or chest—he really likes that.

“does that feel good, jagi? yeah? i’ll keep doing that then, but make sure i can hear those pretty sounds, hm?”

jongho

cowgirl. don’t be fooled, though you may be on top, he’s still in control. he lets you fuck yourself on his dick for a bit and when you close, he’ll flip you over so quickly you get whiplash. but that’s on days where he’s feeling like a menace. other than that, he does actually love the sight of you on top of him, claiming him as yours. he doesn’t have a preference for sitting or laying down, he’s perfectly happy as long he can see your fucked out and desperate face.

“there you go… you take me so well…”

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beenbaanbuun · 4 months

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first christmas with san

this man just screams over the top christmas to me

if you’re the same as him, it’s perfect! the two of you can giggle together as you decorate your tree and have little flour fights as you bake a gingerbread house

if you’re not, good luck! he can and will force you to make new traditions with him that he is sure to make a note of so you can carry them on for the rest of your christmases together

incredibly sentimental about tree ornaments

“oh my god, baby,” he almost yells as he pulls out a simple glass bauble, “i got this one last year at that christmas market i was telling you about, remember?”

you did remember… how could you forget when throughout the entire year he’d been buzzing about wanting to take you to the christmas market

and when he finally does, a bauble isn’t the only thing you two get

in fact, san made sure to study every single stall

he studied you too and the moment your eyes rested on an ornament for more than a few seconds, it was soon in his hands being paid for

and the food there? he makes sure that the two of you try a little bit of something from each and every stall…

you’re so full by the end of the day that the two of you have to take a nap when you get home

a nap in your new christmas bedding, mind you

san insisted on buying you some, as well as some brand new matching pyjamas

although the pyjamas stay unworn and unseen by you until at least christmas eve

he wraps them in pretty paper and presents them to you on christmas eve

and obviously there’s the christmas photoshoot in front of the tree in your pyjamas because san insists that it wouldn’t be christmas without it

proudly shares the photo with every single person he knows because they have to know just how much he loves celebrating the holiday season with you

also makes sure you take a photo under the mistletoe that he hung in the doorway

he takes a lot of those photos actually…

“no, that one wasn’t perfect,” he frowns, “guess you’ll just have to kiss me again!”

most of those don’t get sent to people

he got a little carried away

carries you to bed promptly at 9pm because ‘santa won’t come if we’re not in bed!’

he doesn’t say anything when you point out that all your gifts are already under the tree

cuddles you close all night because he’s so excited and he just needs to squeeze something!

you try and wriggle away at numerous points in the night but san doesn’t have those muscles for nothing

there is no escape

safe to you when you wake up in the morning you have a suspiciously san shaped lump on top of you

grumbles when you try to wake him up but then you wish him a merry christmas and he wakes up quicker than you’ve ever seen him wake up before

“oh my god,” he shouts as he practically falls out of bed, dragging you with him, “come on! no time to waste, baby.”

you let him drag your tired body to the living room where he passes you gift after gift and waiting for you to open them

they get more elaborate and expensive and they go on, and you get a pant in your chest when you realise that the gifts you got for him are nothing in comparison

he assures you it’s fine with his words, and then reassures you with his excited reaction to each and every gift he unwraps

“baby, it’s perfect!” “it’s just a jumper…” “yeah but it’s a really nice jumper!”

you two try and cook dinner together

half way through you end up checking if any of your local take outs are open

they’re not… you end up eating whatever you can salvage from the nightmare of a dinner the two of you had managed to make

a bit of dry turkey and a few underdone yet somehow simultaneously burnt carrots never hurt anyone…

you decide to leave the clearing up until later

you spend most of the afternoon curled up on the sofa watching whatever shitty movies you can find

and you spend the entirety of each movie picking through the plot holes and guessing how it’s going to end

you tell him you love him before you kiss him under the mistletoe on your way to bed

he tells you he loves you too

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dairyminki · 8 months

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– first time clubbing with boyfriend!san

fic type: headcanon

pairing: choi san x fem!reader

description: just san taking you to the club for a night out after seeing you so stressed with studying

genre: fluff (?), mildly suggestive, established relationship

warning/s: use of alcohol, pet names (if i missed anything else pls lmk!)

wc: 1.1k

a/n: this is supery dupery self indulgent LMAO and as a giggly drunk myself, i'd like to have a choi san too pls!

* i would rlly appreciate it if you reblog and leave some feedbacks btw!

— !¡☆

UNI was stressing you out

all the studying had your head always drowning in books and you rarely leaving your room

your boyfriend, choi san, knew he had to do something

now, san had a lot of options in his head on how to help you take a break

bcos even if you kept insisting that you didn't need one

san KNEW that it was only a matter of time before you burst and break down

and so he surprises you while you're eating dinner with him one night,

"do you wanna do something fun tomorrow night?" "what? san, you know i can't afford to-"

"please?" he cuts you off, PLEADING

and who were you to say no to a pouting san?

you were ALWAYS a weak woman for him

"fine," you say, giving in. "what do you have in mind?"

"wanna go clubbing with me, baby?"

as soon as those words left his mouth, he sees it

sees the way your eyes sparkle with something akin to excitement and then you're blurting out,

"oh god, yes!"

the following night, san enters your bedroom after he was done getting ready

his hair was slicked back, he was dressed in a black button down shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned

a silver necklace dangling on his neck, a sliver of his chest exposed

he's wearing black slacks and a belt with silvery chains hanging on it

since this will be your first night out, he wanted to look good for you

and boy was it a pleasant surprise when he enters your room and see you all dolled up from head to toe

"well, aren't you a sight to see?" san marvels while he watches you apply lipstick

you were oozing with such allure in a dress you're wearing for the first time that san thinks he's severely beguiled with you

and so it goes without saying that his eyes never left you even until you left the house

the only time san's gaze breaks away from you was when he was driving

arriving at the club, san immediately turns to you and asks,

"hey, i know, we're already here and all but i just wanna say that if you wanna back out and go home, we still can, just say the word and-"

san knew just how much your family coddled you while growing up

and you've only started to venture out of your comfort zone when you met him

so he understands how settings like this might overwhelm-

"are you kidding me?" you gave him an incredulous look, cutting off his rambling

"i wanna get hammered!" you shout against the blaring club music

and then you were the one pulling him further inside past the sweaty bodies and the heavy smell of alcohol and the blinding neon lights

"unfortunately i wont be getting my usual today, so i'll just have a soda ," san says since he'll be driving. "but, hmm, maybe a tequila sunrise for this pretty lady right here" he tells the bartender and winks at you

you roll your eyes, your gaze shifting to the dancefloor

"can i dance…later?" you ask san

san barks out a laugh and pinches your cheek

"i won't be stopping you tonight, baby, so go ahead. tonight will be all about you," he whispers these in your ear, goosebumps trailing your skin

you haven't drunk anything yet, but you already felt hot just like that

when your drinks do came, you surprise san at how you basically drunk it in one draft

"baby, hey, hey, we got all night!" he chuckles trying to get you to slow you down

soon, one tequila sunrise became five, and you were already red from the drinks and laughter

you were a giggly drunk how cute

"i think," you slur, pointing at san and then abruptly standing that you slightly wobble due to dizziness. "i think i'm ready to hit the dancefloor"

san grabs a hold of your arm, asking if do you want him to escort you to the center but you brushed him off

you were still giggling when you walked away

while you were dancing the night away, san just keeps staring at you

watching every move you make, every smile popping out to grace your lips, and every glance you sent his way

you were mouthing for him to come join you but he shook his head

san wanted you to have your fun for now

he wanted you to let loose so badly that you'll be screaming at his face tomorrow morning for letting you drink that much

but then, deeper into the night, he starts noticing that more eyes were on you now and that your intoxicated self remained oblivious to it

san downs the remaining liquid in his canned drink, licks his lips, and leaves the bar, deciding it was finally time to join you

unaware, your dancing was starting to become bolder as you become hotter with all the alcohol coursing through your system and all the body heat emitted by everyone surrounding you

and then you feel hands on your waist

a familiar scent filling your senses and you immediately knew it was san who was behind you

you let your body become slack against his while he rocks your bodies from side to side, his hands pulling you even closer and face leaning in

you bring your hand up, caressing his face while he speaks to you in a low tone

"are you having fun, baby?" his lips brush against the shell of your ear making you shiver

you reply with a mere hum, giggling as his hot breath tickles your face

"i take it you loved my suggestion then?" "mhmm, i loveddd it san, i love youu" you mumble, smiling with your eyes closed

san chuckles at your drunk self, he doesn't really think you'll end up remembering MOST of this tomorrow

but at least you had fun

and so was he, san thinks as he smirks

later on not so subtly meeting the gaze of this one person he caught looking at you since earlier

by the time he was about to drive the both of you back home

san steps out of the car, heavily exhaling, after laying you down in the passenger seat

he needed a breather especially that he didn't expect the scenario of you grinding on him earlier at the dancefloor

san left the house with with you, hand in hand, and two of his buttons unbuttoned

and now, he comes home with you passed out in his arms and his button down shirt open

— !¡☆

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yunhobug · 1 year

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San NSFW Alphabet

San x Gn!reader

w: it’s a bit filthy i’ll be honest with you

Requested: yess, by anon

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

San is quite attentive with aftercare, he’ll make sure you’re cleaned up and ask if you’d like any thing to eat or drink

but honestly he just wants to hold you

he’d also love if you returned the favor

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself he loves his shoulders and chest area, he likes how broad he is and loves when you compliment him on how hard he’s worked out to achieve them

on you, he loves your legs and ass, listen i’m gonna be blunt, San is an ass man through and through

also loves to put your legs up onto his shoulders

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He prefers to cum on your stomach and back, but he secretly, loves to cum on your face

he would also love if you licked it off your lips when he does

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

So i’m my head San is a dom about 90% of the time but he LOVES when he subs

He wants to be degraded and overstimulated till he cries but he isn’t sure how comfortable you would be doing that so he doesn’t want to bring it up

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s pretty experienced, he has had a few partners and he’s definitely seen enough porn

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Back to the San ass man agenda, he loves doggy

he also loves to bend you over things, desk, kitchen counter, bathroom sink you name it

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s not super goofy, there’s times where if an accident happens he can laugh it off but he’s serious majority of the time

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn’t shave, but he tries to keep everything clean and trimmed, as an idol he just doesn’t always have the time to stay fully bare

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

SUPER ROMANTIC!

sex with sannie gets better as your relationship continues

he’s an emotional lover and ties romantic and emotional attraction to sexual attraction

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

please he’s a man in his early 20’s

probably a few times a week, more if he hasn’t seen you in awhile

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

OKAY HERE WE GO

like i said he’s more dominant than submissive, but i also think he would want to try everything at least once so there’s not really one specific thing i would pinpoint but..

degradation mixed with praise (the faux sympathy type of stuff)

also loves sensory play, likes to blindfold you and have you guess what he’s going to do, where he’s going to touch you, and when

also loves when you beg for him

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

literally anywhere, likes the risk of getting you off in public

but loves to fuck you in the practice room, knowing any of the other members could find you guys makes him go crazy

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

honestly just you in general, but he loves when you get more touchy and clingy with him, knowing you want him is enough to get him turned on

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

nothing super pain inducing, he likes to spank you but he won’t go too far with it

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

likes when you sit on his face, especially when you lean down to take his cock into your own mouth

a true 69 lover

but i think he’d enjoy receiving more, loves to watch tears fill your eyes as you try and take all of his cock into your mouth

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

fast and rough is the usual way to go unless he’s trying to be more on the romantic side

he enjoys watching your facial expressions when he’s fucking into

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he doesn’t mind them!

he knows he’s good and can get both of you to cum quickly so he doesn’t stress too much about it

plus it just means he knows he can fuck you again later in the day

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

like i said above he likes the idea of someone walking in on you guys

san is one of the more possessive members so he wouldn’t want anybody to stick around but loves the thrill of his members knowing how well he fucks you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

have y’all seen him perform? i think that explain it haha

He has a surprisingly short refractory period and is quick to jump into another round with you

I wanna say 2-4 depending on the day

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

likes to use vibrators on the both of you

he likes how much it adds to both of your guys’ pleasure and loves to edge you with them

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Literally LOVES to tease you

he’s not super mean about it though

loves to hear you beg for his cock but after hearing your pleas for long enough he’ll make sure to give you what you want

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

San isn’t super loud but he’ll make every sound in the book

grunts, groans, moans, whimpers you name it

but also LIVES FOR DIRTY TALK

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

San never quite realized how much he loved to watch you guys in the mirror until one morning when he bent you over the bathroom counter

looking up into the mirror and being able to see the way his cock drills into you and the facial expressions you make will forever be engraved into his mind

“just fucking look at yourself angel, look at how well you take me”

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I wanna say about 5” but he’s pretty girthy

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

it’s quite high, probably the highest out of the members

he probably would want to have sex 5 times a week

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he gets pretty tired but he’s going to make sure you’re taken care of first, as long as you are comfortable and content he just wants to hold you and take a nap

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i-luvsang · 1 year

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［ ☆ athlete!au + artist!au — choi san

1K MILESTONE EVENT ☆ CLOSED

for 🧦 anon , gn!reader, artist!reader, soccerplayer!san , fluff, slight angst but happy ending ! , cw: mention of san being an asshole (it's fake), a few swear words, not proofread , wc: 1.7K ！！

✧ maybe you were wrong

✧ and maybe “maybe” is an understatement, because the way you feel about him now indicates that you definitely were wrong

✧ coming into college, you didn’t really intend to become buddy-buddy with any jocks, despite knowing not all of them had to be assholes

✧ but as an art kid, you felt like your hesitance was just a little warrented

✧ it was a few months into your freshman year, you’d become mostly settled into your routine and successfully avoided sporty assholes

✧ so when, on your way home from your late night friday work shift, the fan-favorite member of the college soccer team pulls up to you in his slightly crappy car

✧ you aren’t the most inclined to accept his offer to drive you home

✧ obviously, you weren’t blind, and choi san’s perfectly sculpted face and broad shoulders are absolutely tempting

✧ half of you yells that you don’t know him, and you couldn’t trust him despite his kind smile and the reasoning behind his offer; he said he wouldn’t want you to walk all the way back to campus alone in the dark

✧ the other half argues that he’s right, it’s dark and the chill in the fall air bites at the exposed skin of your face

✧ he doesn’t even push it when he probably notices the hesitance in your face as you size him up

✧ it's probably the poor choice you made on the way to work that gets you to climb into the front seat of his car—the wind is starting to win against the thinner-than-ideal jacket you put on and you’re afraid you’ll freeze to death before anything else

✧ he smiles when you thank him, telling you it’s no problem, you’re both going to same place anyway

✧ you almost bolt when you realize you have no idea how he knows you attend the same college

✧ he must have seen the alarm on your face and almost stumbles over his words to let you know he’s actually in your gen-ed english course

✧ you relax, though still surprised that he recognized you; you hadn’t even known he was in that class

✧ he asks which dorm you’re in, then lets you sit silence

✧ you’re surprised by that too, he thought he’d force conversation, maybe even say something stupid about your typical art-kid outfit looking weird

✧ but he doesn’t, he just asks if you mind if he turns up his music a little

✧ you say no, so he does and he sings softly along to the lyrics here and there

✧ that night was the first time you thought there was probably no reason to worry about his popularity on the soccer team

✧ so the next monday in english, you tried not to make it obvious that you were looking to see where he sits in the class

✧ you even smile when he catches your eye and waves

✧ that friday, you hear the honk of a car from behind you as you walk home in the dark again and almost jump out out of your skin

✧ you don’t see it, but san cringes out of guilt; he hadn’t meant to startle you

✧ it turns out he works practically the same friday night shift as you, just somewhere else, and he’s happy to keep driving you home to avoid the cold and the dark

✧ you’re still not too sure about it, but he’s just too kind to say no to

✧ throughout the next few weeks, you build a rapport with one another, he even picks you up directly from your workplace now

✧ steadily, he breaks nearly every jock stereotype you could have placed on him; he’s eager to hear about your art projects and thinks your outfits are cool

✧ he’s kinder than many of the other art students you’ve met and actually cares about passing his classes well

✧ basically, he’s perfect and you couldn’t have been more grateful to him for his help every week

✧ but, out of your own fault and prejudice, were still more willing to trust people over him

✧ you’re friendly with the girl, jenny, who sits next to you in ceramics and somehow the soccer match that weekend comes up in conversation

✧ you’re not surprised to hear that she hates sporty kids; you get the mindset she’s in

✧ but you are surprised when she specifically mentions san

✧ “he’s the worst of them i swear, he’s such an asshole,” she says

✧ “really?” you question “he’s been super nice to me, he’s a cool guy”

✧ you’re willing to defend him at first, because it’s true, he’s been one the nicest people you’ve met in college so far; he’s your friend

✧ “yeah, probably cuz he thinks you’re hot or something and wants you in his bed. either way, just trust me, he’s nice until he’s not. he called some not-so-nice shit a few weeks ago, i couldn’t even tell you why. be careful will him—there’s no way he has good intentions. have you not heard that about him before? he’s known to be a player, and we’ve only been here for four months.”

✧ and hearing that fucked with your brain

✧ you hate to admit it, but even after a long debate over what you heard and what you experienced, trust issues and immaturity win you over

✧ that friday, you text him telling you don’t need him to pick you up

✧ he replies in the same way he normally does, kind, understanding and unquestioning

✧ even that creates a small bubble of guilt in your chest, but you remember the way the girl in your class had elaborated on the things he said to her, and you don’t want to make excuses for him

✧ but you forgot about the whole part where, whether or not san picks you up at your workplace, he still passes you on the way home

✧ so when he sees you bundled up in your big coat and struggling against the strong winds carrying the promise of snow, he’s beyond confused

✧ he pulls up and rolls down the window despite the way it lets in the freezing cold air

✧ he calls your name, and you look up, only to frown at him

✧ “i thought you said you didn’t need me to pick you up? hop in, it’s freezing out there!”

✧ “no thanks, san! I don't need you to pick me up anymore, k?”

✧ there’s an edge to your voice that he’s never heard before

✧ you begin walking, so he moves his car along with you

✧ “wait! at least tell me why. did i say something? i’m sorry, but you can tell me if i did something wrong and i’ll do my best to fix it, i swear!”

✧ he sounds so genuine, you question how he could have said the things to jenny

✧ but he must have, why would she lie about it?

✧ “you probably did a lot of things, san.”

✧ “please, i don’t know what you’re talking about. at least let me drive you tonight, okay? get in and we can talk about it, yeah?”

✧ you chew at your lips, not sure what to do. it’s tempting to be petty, but his voice of reason makes it easier to see you might be being immature

✧ you huff out a sigh. “fine.”

✧ climbing in, you’re secretly grateful for the ride; your legs are tired after a long day

✧ “what’s up, huh? friends talk with each other, right?” he rolls up the window and looks over to make sure you’ve got your seatbelt on

✧ you sigh, “yeah. yeah you’re right.” just being with him reminds you of how you should have acted in the first place

✧ “i should have just talked with you. this girl in my ceramics class, jenny, she told me some shit about you and it scared me that it was true”

✧ he frowns at that, “kwon jenny?”

✧ “yeah”

✧ “well, she definitely doesn’t like me. can’t say i’m surprised. i don’t know what she said i did, but i can tell you it’s not true, at least it’s definitely not as bad as she made it sound. a few weeks ago i confronted her about screwing over wooyoung.”

✧ “what do you mean?” you ask, immediately recognizing the name of san’s best friend

✧ “they dated for like a week before wooyoung found her making out with someone else at a party. so yeah, i was probably meaner to her than i should have, but i wouldn’t call her the nicest person either.”

✧ “oh. gotcha. i’m assuming you didn’t call her a bitch then?”

✧ “god, definitely not. jeez, what else did she say? y/n, i swear i’m a nice person, you know that.”

✧ he sounds afraid of what you think of him

✧ “she called you a playboy… seems a little hypocrytical.”

✧ he laughs a little, surprising you

✧ “i, uh, i haven’t dated anyone in over a year, nor have i really tried to. until recently.”

✧ “first of all, i’m sorry i believed her over you, i don’t even know her that well. thanks for making me talk to you and thanks for bringing me home. i think my legs would have fallen off. second, what do you mean by that! tell me more, friends talk about things, right?” you say, echoing the same thing he had a few minutes prior

✧ you’re eager to move past your blunder and back into your smooth friendship, despite feeling a little disappointed he’s been crushing on someone else

✧ “well, you’re welcome. and i forgive you, but don’t do it again, yeah?”

✧ “of course. now who has caught your eye mr. choi san??”

✧ “i’ll tell you later,” he teases

✧ “nooo, tell me now!! i have to know”

✧ “you will, just not now, okay? this payback for you trying to avoid me because of rumours.”

✧ you can’t really argue against that, and he’s right, you will come to know and it’s certainly not what you expected

✧ because the next week, he’s waiting by the door when you close your shift, holding flowers

✧ his smile is somehow confident and bashful at the same time when he tells you it’s you he’d like to date, if that something you’d want too

✧ he probably almost died of a heart attack when you kissed him on the cheek and told him yes, you’d like that very much

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