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wonijinjin · 2 months
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seventeen when their quieter s/o feels very affectionate
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author’s note: hope you like it, if you have an ask or request send it in!
synopsis: what the title says.
word count: 0.7k | genre: fluff | pairings: seventeen x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of food (breakfast)
“cheol baby, good morning!” you would sweetly say while jumping on top of him, laughing and giggling. he would love to see that you were up to being affectionate since he is a very clingy man and it was kind of rare to see you like this. he would take you into his arms, kissing you softly while smiling so wide his dimples would show.
jeonghan wouldn’t be awake by the time you woke up, so it would come as a surprise to him that you kissed his nose and face, this action being the first thing he sensed. “hmm, is my angel feeling extra cute and cuddly today?” he would ask while lazily draping an arm over your form and letting you snuggle into his side.
joshua was already awake by the time you opened your eyes, looking at you lovingly while stroking your hair. after you gave him many many kisses on his adorable cheeks his eyes became even softer. “darling you have no idea how in love i am with you. i keep falling deeper.” he would say while kissing you back.
jun would also be up by the time you found him, in the bathroom washing up. you looked at him through the mirror, hanging on him like a little koala while he brushed his teeth. after being done he would give you a wink. “do you want to help me style my hair, precious?”
hoshi cannot stay silent so he would be doing that vibrating thing he always does when he is excited when you backhugged him and peppered kisses over his face. “oh my god little tiger you are so so cute.” he would say while turning around and grabbing you by the waist.
wonwoo was watching you sleep and adoring your face when you looked up at him with those beautiful orbs, leaning up to pull him down by his neck, to which he let out a low chuckle and an admiring your smile. “were you spying on me again while sleeping, hmm mr. jeon?”
it was rare to see woozi rest so you were extra happy to see him in bed, just lazing around. you would jump on the piece of furniture, hugging him tightly, him letting a smirk make its way onto his face. “what got you so excited, hmm babe?” he would question while letting you twirl his locks around your finger.
dk is a very touchy person so he would be over the moon when you started singing with him while making breakfast, instantly grinning. “you are so cute my sunshine minnie!” you would say excitedly while squishing his cheeks, resulting in him blushing and blabbering about how you were the cute one, not him.
mingyu would be giggling so much when he is around you, which would only increase when you jumped on his back, him acting as your carrier right away, bouncing around with you glued to him, your laugh and kisses lingering on his skin. “i will give you all the affection in the world kim mingyu!”
minghao would be mesmerised by your brightness and would just quietly melt upon receiving the most warm hug ever from you, fingers laced together, stroking your back with one hand. “darling you are my soulmate, my everything.” he would whisper into your ear during the intimate moment.
“what are you doing?” seungkwan would whine, pretending to be annoyed by you not letting him drink his iced americano in peace, dancing around, but in reality he would let his smile take over, knowing damn well he cannot resist your chamrs, especially when you let yourself be exceptionally affectionate with him.
to say that vernon was surprised would be an understatement; he did not expect to be dragged back into bed by you clinging onto his thigh. “nonnie stay with me i miss you already!” you would insist, pouty lips and light touches, to which he couldn’t say no, obviously.
dino would love that you felt good and would shower you with so much love that you would be drowning in it. “bub i love you so much i could burst!” he would say while kissing your forehead from time to time, you keeping in his arms while you were smiling like a maniac.
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horangare · 7 months
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attaboy
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pairing : dokyeom x reader
content : smut (mdni u betta not)
in which : dokyeom, sweet, lovely, pliant dokyeom. the two of you are so different, and you both know it, but it changes nothing. dokyeom just can’t help himself, especially since he knows you feel the same.
warnings : fem!bodied reader, cockwarming, you ride him but he’s kinda the one in control, dk has a praise kink, cursing, pet names (kyeom, baby), exhibitionism (nothing actually happens but you think it for a sec), a little tit sucking, a little marking, cursing, creampie, unprotected sex (pls use protection)
wc : 1.1K words
note : dedicated to dokyeom and his big sweet cute puppy dog eyes…fuck him fr (literally) and also attaboy by reve
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Lee Seokmin was so cute.
Seriously, everything about him was cute. Almost annoyingly so. You wouldn’t have thought the same about any other boy, but he was just different.
The way he just insisted that you call him Dokyeom or DK, because that’s what all his friends called him. The way he pouted whenever you paid attention to anyone or anything other than him. The way he would giggle when you would pepper his face with kisses. “It tickles,” he would say, his cheeks and lips becoming shiny with your lip gloss, but not once did he even consider wiping the remnants of your love away.
Truth be told, Dokyeom’s friends thought the two of you were a strange combination. He preferred softer colors, you preferred darker ones. Dokyeom always had a smile on his face, while your expression usually remained rather stoic. Dokyeom’s voice was, without a doubt, much louder than yours, even when he didn’t mean for it to be. If only they knew those things were all the more reason you found yourself unable to stay away from him. You liked the way that your love felt forbidden or taboo to everyone but the two of you.
It made your heart race even faster when you could finally get him all to yourself, like now.
“F-Fuck, [Y/n],” Dokyeom whined, the grip he had on your hips so tight you were positive it would leave bruises. His eyes, slightly unfocused, trailed down your body to the place where you two were connected as you sat snugly on his cock in the backseat of your car. “How much longer?”
You were in the parking lot of some restaurant where you and Dokyeom were supposed to be meeting up with a few of his friends. You fought back a laugh at the thought of what they would think if they could see the two of you now.
“Just a little bit,” you hummed, resting your head against his chest, feeling the erratic beating of his heart. “Are you okay, Kyeom? Your heart is beating kinda fast.”
“I’m f-fine.” He replies shakily, trying to keep his composure. Every few minutes he feels you clench around him and it spirals him further into his orgasm, but he knew he couldn’t do anything about it unless you allowed it. “I just want to…can I—”
“No, Dokyeom.” The edge in your tone made him pout. He wasn’t normally so impatient, but you two had been sitting like this for twenty minutes now and you hadn’t budged once except for when you shifted slightly to make yourself more comfortable, which only made things harder for Dokyeom.
“But [Y/n], everyone’s waiting for us, and I can’t go in there like…this.” He pleaded with you, hoping you would show him even a sliver of mercy. Even though you didn’t show it as outright as he did, there were moments where Dokyeom had you wrapped around his finger, like whenever he gave you those puppy dog eyes he knew you couldn’t resist or when he begged so sweetly.
“Fine.” you purred as you slowly started to rock your hips against his. Dokyeom’s head fell back against the seat and his lips parted and a chorus of depraved moans echoed in the small confines of your car. “Is this what you wanted?”
Dokyeom nodded, holding your hips down so he could thrust up into you. “S-Sorry, baby, shit. Couldn’t be patient anymore. Needed this so bad.” He babbled nonsensically, your ears focusing on the sound of his hips snapping against yours while your hands clung to his shoulders.
“Dokyeom, fuck,” You gasped at the feeling his warm mouth on your chest, his tongue teasing your nipple. “So good, baby.”
With how hard he’s bouncing you up and down, you almost think the way Dokyeom’s cock twitches inside of you is just your imagination. It’s a good thing you know him so well, and you for a fact that Dokyeom’s brain pretty much short-circuited whenever you praised him.
“Really? How good? Tell me, please,” He begged, pulling his mouth away from your chest so he could make eye contact with you, big brown eyes looking straight into yours.
“Really fuckin’ good, Kyeom. You’re so good to me.” You buried your head in the crook of his neck, staining his perfect tan skin with a very obvious bruise that his friends would no doubt question. With every particularly few thrusts, the head of his cock would brush against your sweet spot, and you would let out a drawn out moan right in his ear.
To him, you were perfect. So what his friends didn’t think you were his type? They didn’t know you like he did, especially not this side of you. How beautiful you looked in his lap, moaning in his face and digging your nails into his shoulders while he brought you both closer and closer to your inevitable orgasm.
Dokyeom’s thrusts started to become more and more urgent, signaling his impending orgasm. Despite this, Dokyeom reached down your body to rub your swollen clit in messy circles, urging your body to reach release before his. Your body trembled in his grasp, one particularly strong thrust of his finally sending you over the edge as you whispered his name.
With shaky breath, Dokyeom leaned forward to capture your lips with his, taking advantage of the way you parted them slightly so he could slip his tongue inside. He whined into your mouth when your walls clenched around him, his hips finally stilling as he released himself inside of you, the feeling of his warm cum inside of you making you sigh with satisfaction.
“That’s my boy,” you whispered, your fingers brushing away the hair that had started to stick to his forehead, now damp with sweat. “You did good.” A dazed smile found its way to his lips, panting heavily as he ran his hands up and down your waist.
“Thank you.” He mumbled in reply, leaning back. He pouted when you lifted yourself off of him, saddened by the loss of contact and already missing the warmness of your skin against his. You reached around the floor of your car in search of your underwear which you had so absentmindedly tossed away earlier. When you finally found them, you pulled them back on and patting Dokyeom on the thigh.
“Should we go meet your friends now? Think they’re still in there waiting for us?” You asked, sitting yourself down in the seat beside him. His face flashed with surprise, as if he had forgotten that was the reason you were here in the first place.
“Oh! Yeah, sure.” He nodded, pulling his underwear and pants back up, patting the sweat away from his forehead with the sleeve of his jacket. “Let’s go.”
You smiled. “Attaboy.”
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slytherinshua · 3 months
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SLEEPY BUNNY
genre. fluff. warnings. petnames (bunny, pretty). reader has hair long enough to braid. pairing. seokmin x fem!reader. wc. 468. request. requested by @mirxzii: dokyeom who does your hair. idk he seems like the typa guy to brush thru ur hair so soft, when youre sleepy and woozy and all u can manage are hums, and he sings a little song to u a/n. finally wanted to complete a req and these were in my drafts <33 roxie ur headcanons are so fluffy and sooo accurate :( i'm def gonna write more of them when i can 💙
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“Pretty.” Seokmin mumbled, a lovesick gaze in his eyes. You were teetering on the edge of consciousness, your eyelids slipping open and closed. You wanted to look at him, but you also wanted to sleep more than anything. The way he was gently running his hands through your hair wasn’t helping your drowsiness either.
“No, you’re the pretty one.” You whispered sleepily, a yawn escaping your mouth. Seokmin smiled at you, continuing to brush your hair away from your face. It was hard to do anything with the strands since you were laying your head in his lap, but your boyfriend knew how much you loved when he played with your hair, so he tried his best.
He was pretty good at braiding it after years of practice. Since it was already late, there was no need for it to look pretty. Seokmin didn’t focus too much on the shape of the braid, instead sectioning a bit of your hair and handling it gently, further lulling you to your dreams.
You sighed and hummed in content, burying your face further into his leg like a little kitten. He cooed at you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead with love.
“My sleepy bunny.” He softly murmured, his finger tracing the lines of your face now.
This was your favourite way to fall asleep, you decided. You had the thought every time Seokmin helped you fall asleep, though in your sleepy state, you often forgot just how nice it had felt when you woke up the next day.
Seokmin starts singing quietly, one of your shared favourite Seventeen songs: smile flower. You couldn’t count how many times he had sung this to you as a lullaby, but it worked every time. Your brain seemed to associate it with sleep now, as you felt yourself slipping away quicker than ever. You couldn’t hold your eyes open anymore, so you just closed them, evening out your breath as you slipped into your dreams.
“Sleep well, pretty.” Seokmin whispered, kissing you one last time on the forehead. There was something he loved so much about being able to get you to fall asleep so easily.
Maybe it was the sense of trust he felt it showed. You felt safe around him— safe enough to want to fall asleep on him every night. 
You loved his voice enough that it could easily take your brain off the struggles of the day. It was Seokmin’s greatest gift, and you would never, ever get tired of it.
His voice seemed to travel into your dreams as well, providing the comfort and warmth and love that you cherished so much from him. Seokmin loved you wholeheartedly— with his whole being. In his actions and words; even silently with soft looks.
You loved him the exact same.
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celestiababie · 1 year
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Nice Guys Finish First- L.SM
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Pairings: Seokmin x fem! reader
Genre: Smut with plot, fluff, angsty bits
Warnings: cursing, seokmin is very insecure, mentions of shitty ex, dom/sub dynamics if you squit but overall no power dynamics, making out, seokmin is reallllly insecure, somewhat first times, oral (m rec, insinuated f rec), cum swallowing, praise, I think that's it? idk let me know
Word Count: 3.599k
Summary: After a first date with the sweetest man you've ever met, thanks to a mutual friend, you're more than willing to silence his doubts and show him how sexy he was to you.
A/N: I had so much fun writing this...this bss comeback made dk wreck me. This is mostly edited but my usual editing software I use was being a BITCH. I hope you guys enjoy this one and I would really appreciate feedback! Please don't be a silent reader!
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"I had a g-good, no, a great time tonight!"
The slight stutter in Seokmin's voice sent a wave of embarrassment down his spine. But he managed to keep the blindingly bright smile on his face as he gazed into your eyes. The urge to crawl into a hole was strong, but his desire to make a good final impression was stronger.
When his friend, Jeonghan, said there was a girl he befriended at work that would be perfect for him…he understandably had doubts.
Despite being single for more than a year now, Seokmin could admit that he wasn't ready for mingling. His tender heart had not yet healed from the messy breakup he faced and blamed himself for. Blinded by a pair of love goggles, it seemed as if everyone but him could see what a shitty, manipulative person his ex-girlfriend was.
Seokmin was far too trusting and kind-hearted to a woman who acted as if she could barely stand him and his silly albeit charming personality. He couldn't bring himself to move on even if her harsh, discouraging words ruined his already non-existent self-confidence.
He wasn't ready.
Until Jeonghan invited you to his housewarming party, deciding to go a step further at playing cupid and introduced the two of you with a mischievous smirk on his face, knowing that Seokmin would fall head over heels and vice versa after a conversation and some liquid courage in your system.
And his efforts paid off.
Seokmin was left in complete bewilderment when you asked him for his number at the end of the night. And in even more shock when you asked him out on a date after a week of texting back and forth.
Maybe he couldn't see how much of a catch he was, but you sure as hell did.
"I had a great time too, and thank you for walking me up to my apartment. It's sweet of you..."
You take a step closer to Seokmin, throwing your arms around his neck and playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck as your eyes flicker down to his lips. You watch them part as his breath hitches, trying to keep calm even though your touch was making his heart race a mile a minute.
In his defense, it had been so long since a woman showed him affection in any capacity other than those who'd attempt to flirt with him, but he'd just brush off their gestures as being kind. But it would be hard to mistake your intentions with your eyes honed in on his lips, and your hands toying with his hair.
Seokmin swallowed hard, clearing his throat before speaking up in a hushed tone as if he was worried the walls of the hallway could listen.
"You don't have to thank me. I wanted to make sure you got in safe…and I didn't want to say goodbye yet," he finishes with a mumble, but you could hear him loud and clear.
His shy smile makes you bite your lip before you decide to take a leap of faith with your next set of words.
"Who said anything about saying goodbye? You could join me for a movie or something if you'd like," you whisper back.
You weren't one for inviting guys inside your place after a first date, definitely not with the intentions you had in mind. But, Seokmin's warm aura made you feel comfortable, and the compliments he gave during your date made you feel beautiful. He was nothing but a gentleman towards you tonight, and something about it was just downright sexy.
"A-a movie sounds great," he replies as he eagerly nods his head, more than happy to see you for a little longer.
Your eyes light up with lust that Seokmin mistakes for standard excitement before you turn away from him to grab your keys out of your bag.
You mentally curse at yourself for not wearing a matching set of underwear tonight as you turn the key in the lock but push the thought away once you step into your apartment.
You eye him expectedly, waiting for him to get the hint to step in, which he luckily gets after a few seconds, mumbling a 'sorry' under his breath.
"So what movie do you—mmph?"
The moment Seokmin shuts the door, you press him against it and capture his lips with his. Your hands slide down his chest through his white button-up, loving his warmth felt against your palms. His hands stayed by his side as he was stiff in shock, trying to decipher why you were kissing him like this, even though your touch was addictive.
It took you a few seconds to realize that he wasn't kissing back, and you immediately pulled away from him, eyes darting across his face to read for any signs of discomfort.
"Shit- are you not into this? Fuck- I'm so sorry," you scramble out, worried that you had scared him off with how forward you were.
Seokmin quickly shakes his head and finally remembers he does indeed have hands and cups your face in his large palms.
"No, no, no, don't be sorry. I'm just surprised, that's all. Just…really really surprised, but I liked it; a lot. I don't know why'd you want to kiss me, but wow, you're a good kisser," he rambles in an attempt to reassure you that you hadn't massively fucked up.
Although you found his rushed explanation endearing, you couldn't help but furrow your brows towards the end of his rambling. The not-so-subtle self-deprecation upsetting you but fueling a fire inside you to show the man that stood in front of you just how sexy you thought he was.
"Why wouldn't I want to kiss you? You're sweet, you're funny, you're a great listener, and not to be shallow, but I thought you were one of the hottest guys I've ever seen when we first met. I've wanted to kiss you since we left the restaurant."
"Hot? No, trust me, I'm not-" he attempts to say before you cut him off with a lighthearted glare.
Your hands that were currently frozen on his chest begin to move once more, gliding up and down his torso before caressing his broad shoulders, trailing your hands down his arms before squeezing his biceps. Seokmin feels a twitch in his pants as your lustful gaze takes in all of his frames until your eyes reach his.
The hallway lights were much more useful for admiring every feature of his face, but even with the dim moonlight shining through the windows of your apartment, nothing could hide how attractive he was. Inside and out.
"Seokmin, shut up, please. I think you're sexy, and I doubt there's anything you can do to change my opinion unless you randomly start acting like a dick. But with the way Jeonghan talks about you, I have a feeling that won't happen. I really like you, okay?"
Your gentle tone eases Seokmin's nerves, a wave of confidence flooding his brain. He pulls your face closer to his before the destructive self-critic inside his head could ruin this moment for him. He deserved to be happy. He deserved to feel good about himself. He deserved someone like you.
And so he presses his lips against yours, kissing you softly before his lips move against yours in a way that had you melting in his hands. Seokmin wasn't aggressive, not at all, but he was passionate, the raw emotion of his slow, deep kiss turning your brain into mush.
Damn, this man can kiss.
A soft moan escapes your throat as he tilts his head to the side, nose bumping against yours momentarily as he deepens the kiss, his lips moving against your lips, void of self-doubt as his thumbs gently caress your cheeks.
He steps away from the front door, leading you backward until he accidentally stumbles over your bag, which you must have dropped on the floor during your initial kiss.
His lips parted from yours, the two of you letting out giggles as he bent down to pick up your bag, placing it carefully on the accent table by your door before turning his attention back towards you.
You waste no time grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into another kiss, one that feels much more heated as his hands now rest on your waist, rubbing your sides softly before something in his brain snaps and makes him ache in need of having you closer to him. Seokmin wraps his arms around your waist and pulls your body flush against his, the intimate action allowing you to feel the impressive bulge in his pants.
You pull away from him, intentionally this time, hooded eyes looking into his as the two of you try to catch your breaths.
"Do you want to keep going?" You ask for safe measure, although you had a feeling you knew what he would answer with.
Seokmin cutely nodded, his eyes still glossed over with lust, but it was still cute nonetheless.
He bites his lip in anticipation and excitement once you grab his hand to lead him to your bedroom. He doesn't bother admiring the decor as he steps into your room, pulling his hand away from yours and pulling your back against his front, his bulge pressing into you as he tilts your head to the side to press kisses along your neck.
You moan as he manages to find your sweet spot in record time, your hand raising to lace your fingers into his soft strands, nails grazing his scalp, which rewards you with a moan that escapes his pretty lips.
His lips work diligently, kissing up to your ear before mumbling out words you're surprised you're not too delirious with need to make sense of.
"Mm, by the way, I really like you too," he breathes out with a laugh, fanning your ear, which causes you to turn around in his grasp.
You reach your hand between your bodies and palm Seokmin through his pants, the man immediately reacting to your actions. His jaw drops slightly, his eyes closing shut as he shudders from your touch. You admire the look of pleasure on his face as your hand squeezes and rubs him through the thick fabric, giving him some satisfaction, but you knew he needed more, and you were more than happy to give it to him if he looked this sexy when experiencing pleasure.
"I can tell, baby," you purr out.
The term of endearment nearly makes his knees buckle from underneath him.
All year he had convinced himself that he wasn't ready to move on. He wasn't willing to open up his heart again. But with your smaller hands rubbing him in need alongside your words of affection, his treacherous ex couldn't reside further in the back of his mind. He was far too gone, too enraptured with you to stress about anything else.
Until you pulled your hand away from his clothed cock to guide him toward the foot of the bed. Your hands press firmly against his chest, pushing him to sit down. Your hands soon take up the task of slowly unbuttoning his shirt, gradually sinking onto your knees, which only made Seokmin's eyebrows furrow in confusion since this definitely wasn't the most effective kissing position.
And his confusion only grew as your hands quickly moved towards his belt, eager to take his pants off so you could have some fun with him.
"W-what are you doing?" Seokmin places a hand over yours, engulfing it as his worried tone causes you to pause.
"I thought you wanted to have sex…it's totally okay if you don't want to! We can just watch a movie or go back to making out if you want-" you reply, now your turn to be a rambling mess.
Seokmin quickly shakes his head, "I want to! But what are you doing on the floor?"
You take your bottom lip between your teeth, biting back a smirk as you move your hands to rub up and down his now-exposed stomach, loving how his muscles tensed and relaxed from your touch.
"I wanted your cock in my mouth. Mmmh, I want it so bad," you answer.
Normally, you'd hate how the city lights beamed into your bedroom at night. But the adorable look of shock on Seokmin's face, eyes wide as his breathing gets heavier, have you silently thanking yourself for leaving your blackout curtains open before you left.
"You don't- you really don't have to," Seokmin whispers out, out of breath from how your needy hands were feeling him up.
Seokmin knew that any other guy (who was attracted to women) would be losing their shit right now, wondering what kind of idiot would try and turn down a blowjob from someone like you. But, honestly, he wanted to save himself from embarrassment even if his cock was leaking precum in desperation to know what your lips, which he already loved kissing, would feel wrapped around his length.
As if you could sense his inner dilemma, you sit back on your heels, gazing up at him with a pout written on your face.
"I know I don't have to. I said I wanted to. Do you want me to?"
Seokmin couldn't tell if it was the fact he felt smitten under your gaze or if he was just painfully honest, but his following words fell from his lips before he could save himself from oversharing his thoughts.
"I want you to, but no one's ever done…that for me, and I haven't been with anyone for a while, and I'm worried I'm gonna ruin the night by finishing too quick," he rushed out, his cheeks flushed red as he silently curses at himself for saying too much, fully prepared for you to laugh at him and kick him out.
But that didn't happen.
Instead, he's met with a heartwarming smile that soon forms into a smirk as you run your hands up and down his thick thighs.
"It's okay if you cum quick, baby. You can always make it up to me next time. Now, are you gonna let me have a taste or not?"
Next time?
Seokmin couldn't ignore the strain his cock felt against his pants. The thought of doing this and so much more in the future with you sent tingles down his body, and before he knew it, he was nodding his head for you to continue, a soft whisper of his approval leaving his lips.
You bite your lip, trying to mask your growing excitement as you trail our hands further up his thighs and finally finish taking off his belt, the metal buckle clanking against your floors which neither of you pays mind to.
"Gonna make you feel so good~" you purr, leaving forward to plant your lips on his stomach while your hands unbutton and unzip Seokmin's pants.
His pretty eyes flutter shut as he tilts his head back, savoring the feeling of your lips against his skin, trailing lower and lower to where he longed for them the most.
Raising his hips a little, he helps you shimmy his pants down his legs, watching with hooded eyes as you toss them to the corner of your dimmed room.
You pause momentarily, admiring and borderline drooling due to the sight before you. His shirt open, exposing his torso, his messy hair from your hands playing with it, the rosy hue on his cheeks as his dark brown eyes stared down at you, waiting patiently for more.
Your eyes flickered down to his bulge, obscured by the soft fabric of his briefs. You subconsciously kick your lips as you make out the faint wet patch spoiling his underwear, precum soaking into the material.
Seokmin felt his heart speed up tremendously as you slowly lowered towards his clothed cock. His hands grip your soft bed sheets underneath him, a low moan leaving his lips as you lick and kiss him through the fabric. You feel slick coating your underwear as sweet sounds of pleasure continue to leave him, filling up the room deliciously.
Seokmin doesn't know when his eyes shut closed again, but he takes a small peek and quickly realizes it was a mistake.
He never knew someone could look so beautiful on their knees for him. All for him and eager to please. He balances himself upright with one arm as the other moves to rest on the top of your head, slowly stroking your head as you drag his underwear down his thick thighs.
"You're so pretty," he gently compliments before throwing his head back as you kiss the tip of his cock.
"Mm, your cock's pretty," you mumble against him before moving a hand to cup his balls.
Seokmin can only reply with a breathy laugh before a loud groan fills the room, his whole body tingling with pleasure as you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, tongue pressing against the underside of his length while your hand gently rubs his sensitive balls.
It certainly wasn't a lie; Seokmin's cock was pretty. It wasn't massive to the point where you feared whether or not you could handle it, but it was more than enough to imagine the stretch your mouth (and cunt) would feel.
But what you loved most were the veins that ran along his cock, now pressing against your lips as you took more of his length into his mouth, driving the man above you absolutely crazy.
Seokmin panted as he tried to keep himself from cumming too quickly, the unfamiliar and wet sensation of someone's mouth wrapped around his cock almost too much for him to handle. His moans became more frequent as you slowly bob your head, fucking his cock with your mouth, feeling his salty precum pool in your mouth, mixing with your saliva, the slickness perfect for gliding his cock in your mouth.
With eyes rolled back, a guttural groan leaves his chest as you challenge yourself to take his entire length into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat as your nose dug into his pubic bone. He reacts by mindlessly bucking his hips, forcing his cock down your throat, which he quickly apologizes for.
"Fuck—I'm sorry. You feel so good," he half whines, half moans as his hands shoot down to try and pull you off of him, worried that he had gotten too eager and hurt you (and your throat).
The first curse word you hear leave his usually polite mouth only makes you want him more, pressing your face as close as possible so his cock can reach as far as it can. You breathe through your nose as Seokmin's mouth gapes at the feeling of your throat closing around him before you pull your mouth from him with a gasp, a string of spit connecting the two of you.
Seokmin's hips thrash on the bed as you take his cock into your hand, jerking him fast as you give your throat a break by leaning down to suckle on his balls.
Shit, shit, shit—
"Y-Y/n, I'm gonna cum if you—holy shit…you're so good at this…is it always this good? Fuck—I'm gonna cum if you keep g-going," he stutters out, his entire being clouded with pleasure that he could feel threatening to spill out of him as a bubbling feeling in the pit of his stomach grew with each stroke of your hand.
You pull your lips away from his balls with a pleasant pop, smiling up at him, nearly causing him to cum on the spot.
So, so pretty…
"Then cum for me. I want you to cum for me," you practically moan before you wrap your lips around the tip of his deep red tip that was ready to burst.
Your hand continues to stroke his cock, your spit aiding your actions as your other hand fondles his balls, your lips sucking on his tip, ready for him to cum.
Seokmin goes silent for a few seconds, mind foggy with pleasure before he sees a flash of white as thick ropes of cum shoot out of his cock and into your mouth. His knuckles nearly turn white as they find themselves gripping your bedsheets once again as he shudders from the sheer force of his orgasm.
A long, drawn-out moan finally makes it past his airways as you slow your pace on his cock, wanting him to ride out his orgasm as much as possible.
You finally let up once you hear him whine that it's too much. He watches with glossy eyes he can barely keep open as you lift your head away from his slowly shrinking cock. Your eyes never break away from his as you swallow all of his cum with a low moan, feeling it slide down your throat.
He takes a few deep breaths before he helps you up to your feet, standing with you. He swiftly changes positions, you're now the one seated on the bed, and he's on his knees.
You chuckle at him as he takes off your heels you forgot to kick off already and kisses up your legs until he reaches where his lips meet the skirt of your dress.
His affectionate eyes that held so much lust in them glance up at you before he whispers words that shoot straight to your core.
"Is it my turn to have a taste?"
Fuck, he's sexy without even trying.
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fairyhaos · 3 months
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Ꮺ cold ice, cinnamon smiles // lee seokmin
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dokyeom x gn!reader, 1.6k words
tags: 1800s britain au, christmas au, ice skating, fluff, meet cute, strangers to lovers, seokmin is the 3 c's: cute and clumsy and chivalrous
warnings: none
notes: merry christmas everyone ^_^
summary: winter is a harsh time of the year, cold and merciless, but what happens when you meet a boy who has a smile warm enough to melt the coldest of ice?
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When the weather gets cold enough, sometimes the river Thames will freeze over.
It’s utterly delightful, because it allows you to take out your skates, dress up as warm as possible, and spend several hours on the ice that had once been the river, breathing in the bitingly cold air and sighing in content.
This year, it's right on Christmas Eve, so it means there's the gentle, warm scent of cinnamon and nutmeg wafting through the air from the Christmas fairs set up along the river, as people skate over the recently-frozen surface, spending some time before their cherished holiday out on the ice.
There’s the chatter of children as they slide delightedly over the ice, the laughter of teenagers as they slip into each other, even the fond chuckles of adults as they help each other stay upright.
Your parents are out on the river somewhere, too, skating hand in hand, in their own world away from the shrieks and laughs of the public. 
It’s sweet.
Closing your eyes, you tilt your head back, gliding effortlessly across the river, cheeks stinging with cold but your mind feeling blessedly content when—
“Oh, do watch out!”
Your eyes fly open just in time to see a flurry of brown wool collide with you, and your hands shoot out almost instantly, staggering back a little to catch the person who had barrelled into you.
The stranger yelps, stumbling into your hold, and it’s a good thing that you’re a decently good skater because otherwise this person would have sent you both flying across the ice.
“Sorry, sorry, oh good Lord, I’m sorry,” the person apologises profusely, leaning out of your arms as soon as he gains his balance, brushing his hair out of his face with a finger, eyes wide and earnest and apologetic. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to just slam into you like that.”
You smile, ready to brush away his apologies, because really this could happen to anyone, but as you look properly at the stranger, your breath hitches in your throat.
Dark, soft hair falling into big, gentle eyes. Warm twinkles in his irises and winter-ruddy flushes of red on his cheeks that make him look like some sort of delicately crafted doll, and when he smiles shyly, it's like a ray of white gold light spilling over the grey landscape of winter.
This man is beautiful.
And he’s still apologising, over and over, and he’s brushing down the sleeves of your coat, checking that you’re okay, and you want to laugh a little because goodness, it seemed that this stranger was cute and beautiful.
“No, no, don’t worry about it,” you say, resting a hand on his arm to stay his fretful movements, smiling. “It’s okay, I’m completely fine.”
The man pauses, looking at you with worried eyes. “Are you sure?” he says. “You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”
He goes back to patting you down again, and if it were any other man, you’d feel outraged at how he’s touching you so easily like this, but his hands are nothing but a gentle pressure over your arms, your shoulders, and the concern emanating from his touch.
“I’m okay, truly,” you say, laughing a little. “I’m strong,” you add, when he looks at you disbelievingly. “My mother has been teaching me to skate since I was little girl. We have a lake in our estate, you see, and in the winter, it always freezes over.”
His eyes widen at your words. “E—estate? Are you—oh, dear, which Lord is your father?”
He looks panicked, eyes widening even further and face falling in fear that he’s damaged the precious child of some haughty and terrifying aristocrat, and it’s so painfully adorable to you that you laugh again, shaking your head.
“No, no, nothing like that. My family and I are just… reasonably well-off,” you say. He still looks like he doesn’t believe you, though, so you stick a hand out. “I’m Y/N. Just plain old me, no fancy titles or anything. I promise.”
The man looks down at your hand, and then up at your face again, and something about your faintly smiling expression must convince him you’re telling the truth, because he grasps your hand firmly, eyes shining.
He doesn’t shake your hand, however, and adjusts his grip to delicately hold your fingers, bending down, making your eyes widen.
Gently, his lips brush against your knuckles, and he looks up at you with golden eyes. “Lee Seokmin,” he introduces, voice soft. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Heart in your throat, you can hardly take your eyes off of him as he smiles, a warm curling of his lips, warmer than the warmest cinnamon scent, glowing in the dim English winter light. Speechless, you watch as he straightens, still holding your hand, and he opens his mouth to say something before suddenly his eyes widen, and he tips backwards, a startled cry leaving his mouth.
Almost in slow motion, you feel yourself tug forward too, and the entire world falls to a hush as you collide into his chest, falling, falling, falling to land right on Seokmin as his back hits the cold ice of the Thames.
Seokmin blinks up at you, and his hair is a feathery soft mess around his head, the white ice giving him an almost angelic glow, and when his lips part around a soft “oh” you can’t help your gaze unintentionally flicking down towards the soft pink of his mouth.
And then everything hits you at once—especially the fact that you’re lying on top of him, in public—and you hurry to scramble off, cheeks flushing with more than just the cold.
“I’m so sorry,” you say, face heating up horribly fast, “I—Are you okay?” You hold out a hand to him, and after a moment of rapid blinking, Seokmin takes it, shakily getting to his feet with the help of your steady hands.
He really is rather wobbly on his skates. You wonder why he’s out here in the first place.
“No, goodness, I’m the one that’s sorry,” Seokmin says, and his cheeks are red too, redder than they were before the fall. “I’m so sorry for pulling you down with me.” He rubs at his cheeks, the action bashful and adorable as you worriedly brush ice flecks from his coat. “I really am rather terrible at skating.”
He looks down, embarrassed, looking rather like a dejected puppy, and you resist the urge to lean over and ruffle his hair.
Instead, you just hum, looking him up and down to avoid lingering to long on at the small pout forming on his face, lest you suddenly lose all self-control and try to kiss it away.
“I could teach you?” you offer. “Because luckily for you, I am rather good at skating myself.”
It’s honestly rather adorable how quickly he perks up at that, beaming. “Really? Oh, are you sure?”
You laugh at his eagerness, nodding. “Of course. We can’t have you colliding into any other people here, can we?”
Seokmin flushes, but his irises are shimmering awfully mesmerisingly, and as he smiles at you, you can’t help but do anything but smile widely back.
You’re about to say something when there’s a shout of your name in the distance, and you look behind you to see two familiar figures, waving and calling for you to come over to them. 
“Y/N, dear, it’s getting late! We ought to go home now,” your mother calls, and your heart sinks.
Seokmin seems to hear them shout too, because he chuckles a little regretfully, face falling, and he looks so sad that your heart squeezes painfully. “I suppose you need to leave,” he says. “It’s a shame I won’t be able to have my much-needed skating lesson from you.”
You turn back to Seokmin. “Wait, Seokmin—”
Before you can say anything, he grasps your hand gently, his fingers unusually warm despite the freezing temperatures that you’re currently standing in. And then he leans down (carefully, this time) and kisses your knuckles again, feather light.
“I hope to see you around, Y/N,” he says, and begins to shuffle away.
He doesn’t get far before you glide over and grab his collar insistently, almost making him fall over yet again.
He doesn’t, though, because you’re holding tightly, bringing his face close to yours.
“Meet me again,” you say, almost pleading. “Will you—will you please come here again tomorrow? I know that it’s Christmas Day tomorrow, and you’ll be spending time with your family but do you think you could? I… want to see you again.”
Seokmin’s eyes widen, and his face is so close that you can see the way his eyelashes flutter slightly, warmth spreading across his cheeks.
“Besides,” you add, flushing yourself, “I still need to teach you how to not fall for anyone else.”
It makes Seokmin laugh, a bright, ringing sound that makes you feel oddly giddy, and his face is crinkling into the most beautiful smile as he nods, still laughing.
“Of course,” he says, that gorgeous smile lighting up his entire face. “Of course, I’ll meet you here. You can teach me to fall for you only.”
It makes you blush, but when Seokmin leans in, tilting his head and pressing a brief kiss to your cheek, it has you blushing even harder than you even thought possible, eyes widening as the pressure is there and then gone, replaced with Seokmin’s bright eyes and his bright smile and his bright voice, gradually moving further away.
“Tomorrow,” he promises as he begins to shuffle away again. “I’ll meet you here tomorrow.”
You watch him go, giving him a shy wave, before finally he disappears amongst the crowd of people. Heart beating unusually fast, you turn to go as well, and the ruddiness of your cheeks is not just from the cold.
Giddy, you think of Seokmin’s lips on your cheek and your knuckles, of his fingers holding yours.
It makes you smile. Looks like you have a Christmas date.
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bitchlessdino · 9 months
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another request because ofc!!! reader finds out seokmin is a virgin and wants to change that 🤭 bonus points if it starts out of pity because they actually don’t like each other but turns into actual desire 💃🏼 mwah
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Pairing: virgin!seokmin x afab!reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 2.6k
tags: mention of alcohol, manhandling, oral (reader giving), pet names for seokmin, dry humping, heavy dirty talk, unprotected sex, swallowing
author note: hi mitchieeee, i hope you enjoy hehe
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“Wait, you’re a what?”
“Please don’t make a big deal out of this,” Seokmin whines seeing how hard you try to hold back your laughter.
“I can’t believe you’re a virgin. Wow, at your grown age.” You wipe away your unshed tears before setting a hand on his shoulder in a kinly manner. “Oh baby boy Minnie, you cannot just lay this on me and expect me not to do anything.”
“In my defense, I wasn’t trying to let you know.”
“Well, we’re going out tonight.”
You hadn’t known Seokmin for long, but as far as you can tell, he’s as good as these guys can get. It shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did, but it was very hard to believe considering what a good guy he is. He’s such a textbook good guy that you had a hard time believing it. No one was that nice. He had you convinced he was two-faced at one point, but nope. Seokmin is merely just Seokmin. And maybe that was his problem.
“How about her?” you ask subtly nodding at a girl from across the bar.
“Are we really doing this?”
You tsk at the young man before asking sizing the girl up. Acting no better than a man, you pick apart mentally why she’d be a potential candidate. Eventually, you shake your head the moment you see she is being tended to by what looks to be a girlfriend of her own before you move on to the next available person with a heartbeat.
“Oh my god, wait, her! She’s perfect.” You clap to yourself momentarily and push him in her direction, reminding him what you’ve taught him. “Go, go. Compliment her shoes, or ask what she’s drinking!”
A look of discomfort is apparent on his face but he goes off in that direction anyway, stalking the target as you leisurely sipped your cosmo. It seemed to go well for a while–watching a smile on her face as they talk–but that mood takes a turn when she gets up to leave and not alongside Seokmin. When he returns to you, he’s unsure what went wrong but you reassure him the night is still young and there are plenty of opportunities for him to make a connection.
Encounter after encounter, drink after drink, none have stuck around and in the end, he retreats back to you all the same. You expel an exaggerated sigh as you cross your arms seeing him strike out a sixth time in a row. Even after all the rejection, he doesn’t seem too offended by it, leisurely sipping his watered-down cocktail. You narrow your eyes back at him, seeing him blink back like a lost lamb. “You’re not trying, are you?”
“I don’t want to even be here.”
You shake your head, pinching the skin between your eyebrows as you took a deep sigh. “I thought you wanted to know what it felt like.”
“Of course I do, but this isn’t it.” He pulls his stool from underneath him closer to you. He set his finished drink aside for the bartender to take and slouches his shoulders. “Let’s just go home. This is no way to do this.”
And like that, a lightbulb flickered in your head until it bursts with endless luminosity. “We should go home. Because you’re gonna do it with me.”
You drag him by the wrist and immediately go hail a taxi, flailing your arms like a psychopath until one was desperate enough for cash to take you.
“Are you drunk?” Seokmin asks in bemusement. “Why the hell would we of all people do that?”
“Why the hell not? I’m flexible. I can take my leg all the way up to my shoulder.”
Seokmin’s jaw slightly drops upon hearing that, picturing that, before shaking out the words from his head and realizing too late he’s joining you in a cab. “Not the point. Why are you willing to help me by going that far?”
You look at him with a stern face before shushing him with your free hand and turning to the driver with your address. You finally arrive back at your apartment, paying the driver before getting out of the car and dragging him up the flights of stairs. 
“You still haven’t answered me,” his voice echoes in the building fixtures, booming louder than usual. “And slow down, will you?”
“Walk faster.”
Entering your apartment, you realize this is the first time he’s been in here. You realize it’s the first time anyone’s been in here. You toss your keys aside and offer Seokmin a drink. He sounds off a decline and takes in the gravity of this situation as he’s scanning your residence. “Your place is nice.”
You grin, tugging him to your side again, and drag him to the couch to immediately straddle his lap abruptly. “Thank you. I like to think I’m settled in by now.”
“Are we actually doing this?”
You smooth your pal over his shoulders, your smile picking up from one side. “You don’t seem entirely against it.” You press down on the grown erection under you, a soft groan leaving his lips.
“Of course not, little Seokmin barely has a mind of his own—“
You squint. “You call him little Seokmin—“
“Besides the point, don’t listen to him. He’s only thinking of one thing.”
“Sounds like me and him are on the same page, now all we need is you. Tell me why we shouldn’t, Seokmin,” You say as you start grinding down on his toned, firm thigh. You watch his face contort in interest, submission, succumbing to your advances. Your hand trails over his cheek, noting how his breath hitches when your fingertips tap against his neck. “While I give every reason why we should.”
He shakes his head, almost in disbelief. “Y/n—shit, this is such a b-bad idea.”
“That’s not a reason, Seokmin.”
“I could do something wrong.”
“Which is why I’d teach you, baby.”
He blinks back at you frantically, his cock straining in his pants until it hurts. He looks so pliable and pretty, it takes everything in you to keep the pace slow. At a moment’s notice, your hand thread through his hair and pulls his head back. He softly whimpers, eyes struggling to stay on you as your lips made their way down his jaw, then his neck, before closing your lips around his adam’s apple. 
Seokmin holds down his pants to keep from poking you, and uses his shallows breath to distract him from your lewd gestures. He realizes how ineffective as your hips dip into his, pushing against his cock, and a groan leaves his lips like live pornography. It physically moves you to the point you’re determined to hear more.
“Tell me, Seok. What can I do to convince you?”
“Apparently, not much,” he mumbles with a harsh blush against his cheeks and ears, struggling underneath you, “Why do you want this?”
“Me?” You push his head back up to meet his eyes. “I just had a sudden hankering for virgin pretty boys. Is that a good enough reason?”
“...Ok, I-I think so–” and your lips meet his, pressing into his body and letting it naturally melt around him.
His hands claim home reluctantly around your body, feeling the soft texture of your back over your shirt before caressing it tenderly. His other arm loops around your hips, discovering how perfectly it hugs your body close to his as follows your languid movement in the kiss. It scratches a part of his brain to hear you moan the way you did, he feels himself kissing you deeper, needier. 
Seokmin’s body slouches underneath yours, gripping your thighs until he was squished at his waist and gradually his hips move on their own against you. His cock bumps against your throbbing cunt repeatedly until he’s practically drilling against you. Your voice, sultry yet delicate, burns in his ears, turning them a vibrant scarlet and suddenly he’s lifting you with your body tightly wound to him and pushed into the cushions of the couch.
You let out a startled gasp, not having predicted such action and his body is relentlessly against yours against you, digging into you, taunting you, ruining you. “You, t-tease.”
Seokmin acts as if he doesn’t hear, as if he can only focus on how good it feels for his cock to rub against you right now. His body rolls against you enough that you can feel the friction of the zipper on your clit, making you writhe underneath him.  His kisses grow hungrier, tongue traveling inside you like he’s starved for every morsel. It’s pure animal instinct. So pure and primal, he’s convinced he’ll cum right then and there, but practices self-restraint. If he’s learned one thing from satisfying his own urges, it’s patience. 
Your legs wrap around him, pushing him closer, the sensual noises you make only make him fall deeper, making him weaker.
“Put it in me…” you cry, “I want your cock fuck so deep inside me. Please, Seokmin…”
Seokmin finds the word “no” to be impossible at this point, but he can’t help but still feel anxious at the idea of it happening. “Hold on.” He procures his wallet from his back pocket before taking out the condom you planted earlier in there for him and sets it aside on the coffee table. “I’m sure you want your clothes off, yeah?”
His hand comes at the hem of his long sleeve before it over and off his body, revealing a body you’ve only ever seen in sports catalogs. You’re so stunned at the clear concaves and curves of his abs and pecs, you barely grasp that he’s helping you with your shirt off. His hand smooths over your frame as he’s kissing over your chest, moving against you again to distract you from your request moments ago.
He slips your pants between your bodies, hearing it hit the ground, and replicates that movement with his own pants, now only the barrier of your underwear stopping you. He swallows noticing the giant stain right where the center of your core is. “It’s so…wet.”
“Yeah, it’s what you’ve been doing to me.”
He ravels you like it's a delicate process, slipping down the sides of your panties until over your legs and off your body to have your bare pussy, glossy from all the arousal, twitching at the sight. It fuels something in him. “Shit…”
“Do it…put it in me…”
He swallows again, knowing his little Seokmin badly wants what you want, so what is he stalling for? He shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths. “Okay…”
“Don’t be scared…I’ll only bite if you want me to. Take out your cock for me.”
Just as slowly as he has done you, his briefs come down achingly slow, but reveal the perfectly big cock ready for the taking it. You marvel at it, drool forming at the corner of your lips, your clench and unclench your fist before darting for his girth. However, you are prevented from doing so by Seokmin himself, feeling the tremble in his hands. “I-I’ll do it. I just–”
“You don’t have to be nervous, Seokmin. It’s just me.”
“That’s exactly why I am nervous.”
“But why–ah, ah, shit.”
You feel him ease into you, the stretch of his cock was deafening with every mouth-watering inch. He takes light strokes as a test, plunging his fat cock into you like nothing while you bite your bottom lip, eyes flicking to the back of your skull. 
“Wait, shit, the condom.”
You shake your head. “Don’t bother. I rather we didn’t anyway. Fuck, you’re so big.”
“Am I?” He asks pumping in you in a concise rhythm. “That feel good? Am I doing it right?”
You softly moan, clenching around him as you absorb the soft, careful tone in his words. “Yes, Minnie, but deep for me, please. Do what feels natural. Use me like your toy.”
“O-okay.”
He takes your advice and down pushes in deeper, groaning at the sensation as he picks up the speed. “Fuck…”
“Shit, that’s unreal.” You whine, “Faster, Seok. I said to use me.”
He listens as he’s fucking you faster, harder. He clutches the flesh of your ass cheeks, spreading you open. Your body stiffens, hands over his knuckles as you follow him. “Yes, like that. Fuck.”
He’s barely comprehensible in his grunts, truly seeing you as a thing to fuck that he just knows will make him insufferable. “Your. Pussy’s. So. Good.”
“Yeah, you like that Minnie? You like splitting my raw pussy open with your fat fucking cock?”
He nods gingerly.“Yes. I. Do. Shit. Pussy’s. So. Wet. Good. Around. Cock.” He folds into you, pressing his chest against yours and kissing your lips to swallow your moans. “That. Feel. Good?”
“So good, baby. Give it to me more, baby.”
“More? More?”
He pounds you harder, biting your lips as his hand roams down to find your clit. You moan like a stupid slut at that but take a moment of bemusement to wonder where the hell that came from. “W-where? How?”
“Porn.”
He makes it so that you can move even an inch away from him, feeling your sweat mixes into each other until you don’t know where you start or he ends. He rubs your moisture around your clit while his thrusts remain an enigma, once so timid and careful, now leaving you breathless with every generous jerk every waking second. 
Eager to experiment more, Seokmin pulls you up from the couch and pressed your chest against the cool wooden coffee table, pulling your ass in the air. His cock reenters you from behind, now the sound of your ass slapping against his lap is so delectably wet and delicious, that everything else feels numb. 
You grip the edge of the table, legs elevated with curled toes. “Yes, fill me up please…you fuck me so fucking good…oh, Seokmin…a fucking natural…”
He finds your clit once more, going at it for what feels like forever, and enjoys you as if it's the last. He revels in your entirety contracting against him and he knows his patience can only take so much at this point.
“Seok, I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Just like that, please.”
He knows it's the beginning of the end the moment you open that dirty mouth of yours. He holds himself together, letting you come apart around him before he’s announcing he’s close with much trepidation. You nod back knowingly, a wide smile breaking out on your face. “Pull out, and put it in my mouth.”
He quickly obliges, seeing you getting on your knees and grasping at his shaft. You angle him at your lips, the slick force from your fingers milk every built-up tension from his cock and bursting it in your mouth in milky white. He memorializes how it hits your tongue, how big your smile is before you lick up every bit of it and suck his cock clean, and how much relief and pleasure he’s gotten from the whole ordeal. He’s overcome with a sense of gratitude.
“That was good. The student learns fast.”
“That was good,” he repeats.
“Amazing, actually.”
“Okay.” At this point, it was understandable to his brain had become mush, but he never knew it come to this extent.
You chuckle. “Your first time good?”
“Very.”
“Good, now I’m gonna teach you a little thing about aftercare. Lords knows how many guys go out fucking without knowing what is.” 
Before you begin getting up he pushes you back down, a fierce look of determination from his eyes. “Can I eat you out first?”
Your eyes shoot open in pleasant surprise, quickly maneuvering yourself to sit back on the coffee table with spread legs. “Looks like someone’s been doing his homework.”
That night you learn he wasn’t only natural with his dick he was a natural with his mouth too. it helped to have his pretty nose.
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bountycancelled · 9 months
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rating how SEVENTEEN would react if you wore revealing clothes in front of the members (maknae line edition)
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hyung line version here
genre: rating-headcanon hybrid, suggestive ig, gn reader
requested: nope, but reqs are open (just look at my masterlist to see who I write for♡)
warnings: suggestive stuff and delusionality (seriously, this is the most delusional piece of work I have ever written)
a/n: after going ghost for like half a year, I'm back! I'll be sure to be more active this time around, so pls request if you want me to write about something 🙏
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minghao
(desperately trying to fight the urge to give him an 8/10) 6.8/10. thinks he's calm but really isn't.
takes great pride in being the only one to get to see you in more risqué attire, so is a little (a lot) jealous when he sees you walk down the stairs to greet the members.
his lips press together in that middle aged white man frown i hope yall know what the fuck im talking about CAHSSVH but he knows the members arent going to try anything with you so its all good
except its not all good because now hes distracted
teases you throughout the whole night, neck kisses, whispering what hes gonna do to you when the members leave, smirking at you BLOOD OF JESUS so that YOU end game night early instead of him (he has an image of peace and serenity to keep up and being needy for you in front of everyone would destroy it lol)
mingyu
-100009999000000/10. please do not even attempt to wear anything even remotely revealing in front of him unless you want a certain reaction.
sees what you're wearing before anybody shows up and begs you to cancel so that he can cough cough hold hands in bed with you for the whole night.
when the members walk in and see him on his knees, hugging your legs and damn near crying, they think nothing of it cause its mingyu and game night ensues.
cue mingyu glaring at everyone who touches you, doesn't matter if its accidental or if its just to give you the dice when it's ur turn to roll, they're getting stared DOWN.
also cue mingyu staring at you with his eyes glossed over and his mouth open like a squirrel staring at an accorn, and practically needing to be punched in the gut to pay attention to anything but how sexy you are.
also also cue mingyu ending game night like an hour and a half earlier and throwing you over his shoulder, barely having enough self-control to make it up the stairs (good luck soldier, it's gonna be a long night)
dokyeom
a solid 7.8/10. bless this mans heart, he would not do anything even remotely territorial or jealous after seeing what your wearing. it actually warms his heart that you feel comfortable around the members because they're truly like a 2nd family to him.
ever the charmer he is, he'll make sure to compliment you with a hand on your waist and a kiss to your cheek as you greet the members coming through the door (idk about you but imagining seokmins hand across my waist WHEW-)
since dokyeom is usually touchy with you, it serves as no surprise that he would be even more so with more revealing clothes, but he can still find it in himself to focus on the game.
but now YOU'RE distracted by his soft touches, barely even able to contain yourself or focus on anything but his hand trailing up and down your side.
neither of you end game night early, and when the time comes, everyone bids you two goodnight and does the separate ways. cue you jumping on dokyeom and him gladly carrying you to your shared bedroom. (what you don't know is that he was PURPOSEFULLY distracting you the entire time, and he is definetly dawning a self-satisfied smirk as he closes your bedroom door)
seungkwan
-666/10. you have chosen the wrong boyfriend to try something like this with, and he will make it very known.
gives you the meanest stank eye known to mankind, seething with jealousy as you make your way downstairs. (this man is literally grinding his teeth, you have created a monster-)
dedicates the entire game night to making your experience as lackluster as possible. I'm talking he'll make you lose every. single. game. every. single. round. without fail. doesn't matter if he's on your team or not, he's just that petty.
the members obviously aren't oblivious to seungkwan's sudden beef with you, but be it them thinking its funny or them not wanting to be another one of his targets, you're on your own soldier.
the only thought in his mind right is how DARE you look this good in front of anyone on the planet earth but him? where is duty? where is honour?? where is sacrifice??? (you and him just binged House of the Dragon, hence his dramatic mood)
game night ends early on account of the rest of the group feeling as though you and seungkwan need some alone time to solve this one-sided conflict. as soon as they leave, seungkwan acts all coy, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes when you say you know just how to make it up to him. as if this isn't what he wanted the whole time lol.
vernon
2/10. this guy won't even bat an eye at your choice of clothing for game night, whatever makes you comfortable is always going to be okay with him. you don't need his approval and he's aware and is perfectly fine with that.
and that's all good and well, except this time you were purposefully trying to make him jealous, so seeing his reaction (or lack there of) kind of bums you out.
don't get him wrong, it's not like he doesn't think you're attractive (you're the most beautiful human he's ever laid his eyes on) but he does not even register your outfit as you walk down the stairs, let alone get jealous in any capacity.
game night starts and finishes exactly how it always does, and when it's all over, as the members are saying their goodbyes to you two, jeonghan makes a slightly suggestive comment on your outfit, which you brush off with a wave of your hand.
it is only at that moment, after jeonghans comment, that vernon realises that your clothing is more revealing that what you usually wear in front of the members. (when I say this man is oblivious, I mean that shit)
"you look good." is all you get from him, as he walks past you and walks up the stairs and turns back to you, confused as to why you aren't following him.
all I'm saying is, if you want... attention from this man, you have to tell him upfront. because trust me, once he knows exactly what you want, he'll have no problem giving it you ;)
dino
–infinity/10. you don't wanna mess with him, cuz he's a jealous, jealous, jealous boy. if he- lemme cool with the lana lyrics but you catch my drift.
as soon as he sees your outfit, he pulls out his phone and texts on the groupchat that game night is cancelled because of "unforseen circumstances." whatever the hell that means.
he will shower you in compliments, his eyes filled with admiration for you. cue you getting kisses all over your face, and when you ask him when the boys are coming for game night, he'll simply trail his kisses a little lower, aiming at your neck to distract you and it works
at some point during your, ahem, devil's tango with Dino in your shared bedroom (he carried you there because in his words, "someone who looks as good as you should not need to lift a finger, let alone walk up a flight of stairs." okay chivalry!) you both hear a knock on the door.
it's the members, worried that one of you had gotten hurt or something which is why game night was cancelled. Dino is as red as tomato when he sees them, stating that you had hurt your ankle and that you weren't really up for game night tonight. the story would be believable if Dino wasn't sweating like he just ran a marathon, and if you weren't wearing such a sexy outfit.
but hey, you're limping as you walk down the stairs to greet the members, so maybe that'll make it all the more believable. (news flash, it makes it less believable, but Dino shoos them out effectively anyways, carrying you back to your room with a quickness, he's not done with you just yet LORD HAVE MERTHY)
thats it, i hope you enjoyed and redoing my permanent taglist, so I'll add you if you send an ask♡
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Hi!! I love your writing🥰 I was wondering how would SVT react to their partner having a tattoo on the bikini line and seeing it for the first time. It could be anything or maybe like their initials after they have been together for a long time 👀 Thank you so much!!
how svt members would react to you getting a sexy tattoo for them (18+) ༊*·˚
✎ warnings. cursing, oral sex (f+m receiving), deep throating, fingering, throat fucking, sex photos, overstimulation, pentrative sex, masturbation, implications of shower sex, implications of sex in a dressing room, morning wood indication, sixty-nine position ✎ a/n. HI thank you so much i'm so glad you love my writing, it means a lot to me :,) and this idea is CRAZYY omfg i'm so excited to write this!! HAPPY READING + lmk what you think! <3
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seungcheol
after a long day, all you and cheol wanted to do was relax, so cheol proposed the idea of showering together as it had been awhile since the last time you did. as you were undressing, cheol's eyes fixated on the simple initials tattooed on your bikini line and he gasps. really loud.
as if being naked wasn't enough, cheol grew hard quick over the thought of you actually having a tattoo of his NAME on yourself now, showing yourself to him. let's say, the water wasn't the only thing making the bathroom steamy after that.
jeonghan
he keeps saying 'wow' every 30 seconds trying to process what his eyes were seeing. were they deceiving him? was what he was seeing real? and you patiently reminded him every single time that yes, what he was seeing was real.
his love for you grew 15x more, and so did his cock. he was kneeling in front of you as your legs were spread for him; displaying your wet cunt for him. your hand was wrapped around his cock, helping him rub the head up and down your sensitive bud, and ending with him cumming all over your tummy. he just really, really wanted to see his initials with his cum all over it.
joshua
shua would honestly be a little scared, wanting to make sure it was 110% okay with you having his initials tattooed on you forever. overtime he grew to love it, seeing the way his hands looked next to it as his cock was buried deep inside of you.
from time to time he'd get a little ahead of himself, accidentally overstimulating over how dizzy the tattoo made him feel, knowing he was fully and completely yours. he knew he wanted you forever, and this tattoo was one step further into your future's together — and he loved it.
jun
immediately has plans to get one as well to match yours. he ponders for a bit about where he should get your initials, when an idea pops up into his head. next thing you know, you're gasping for air looking up at jun, his hand holding the back of your hair and pushing it back so you were facing forward.
"look straight ahead of you, baby," jun instructed, "see my hip right in front of you? next time you suck my cock, you'll see your initials there." for a good few rounds, he was cumming down your throat after fucking your mouth repeatedly; and even giving you a facial.
hoshi
goes crazy, i 100% believe it. he's taking pics and videos (while he's screaming in the background), since he's so excited he can't hide it anymore. all he wanted to do was run his tongue all over your clit, making a mess while he enjoyed himself.
you eventually got whiney and begged to suck his cock as well, and what better way to do that than to sixty-nine? it'd be a win for both of you, except hoshi automatically wins since he gets to see the site of your tattoo made just for him.
woozi
woozi would get turned on even more for sure. he'd try his absolute best to hide that fact, but both you and him know the truth. while the two of you were in the middle of a heavy make-out session, he desperately wanted to make you cum on his digits, but the moment he pulled your shorts down your waist he's screwed.
"shit," woozi says as his lips start pecking kisses on the tattoo, "you're all mine baby, I can't believe you love me this much to get my fucking initials tattooed on you.. you're crazy."
wonwoo
one minute he's admiring the tattoo of his initials on your bikini like, the next minute he's taking pictures (for his eyes ONLY). with your consent, of course, he'd take out his professional camera as a bit of a memoir for himself. he takes them whenever and wherever the two of you are being intimate.
whether it's in missionary with his throbbing cock thrusting into you, the tip of his head hitting your cervix repeatedly while the camera sounds go off repeatedly. it's safe to say the tattoo brought out a side of wonu that even he, himself, didn't even know was there.
dokyeom
oh there's so many emotions running through his brain right now as you displayed your bikini line for him while you were trying new swimwear on. he smirks, pulling your body closer to his, and you felt a firm grip on your ass.
he bends down slightly to whisper in your ear, "you know we could keep trying on swimwear and end up fucking in this private little dressing room.. or we could go home and do so much more. it's up to you, sunshine."
minghao
hao was very calm about it. if the tattoo was really what you wanted, not just to impress him or anything, then he was very happy about it. after some reassurance and patience, he understood and saw how pretty it was. there was an elegance on the way the tattoo looked on your skin, and he was loving it.
he spent the night holding you very close to him. his arm wrapped tightly around your waist, his head laying on your mid. though the morning after, he woke up with an obvious hard-on when he woke by your side, and was practically putty in your hands when you woke up and helped him without hesitation.
mingyu
oh this would definitely rile gyu up on the SPOT. the moment he sees his initials with a little heart tattooed on your skin, HE'S the one that's done for. he becomes needy, falling to his knees in front of you as his hands grip your waist, and wanting to eat you out while his eyes locked down on the work of art.
and so he does exactly that — as you're standing in front of him with one leg propped up on a dining room chair, his tongue laps your clit feverishly as the grip on your waist tightens, the other massaging your ass cheek for more stimulation. he ends up making you cum three times using just his tongue.
seungkwan
he scolds you, calling you crazy for not engaging him in this idea first and seeing if you were really committed to the tattoo. it took a LOT of convincing, as well as lots of praising him in bed to forgive you over it.
"you deserve this so- so much kwannie," you managed to breathe out as you were riding his cock, your hand helping you steady to bounce up and down, "you deserve all of me — and this tattoo shows that." for the rest of the night, it had the louder side of kwan to come out as you continued to overstimulate him.
vernon
he didn't know he needed this in his life until you decided to say fuck it and actually get his initials tattooed on you, after essentially joking around about it with your boyfriend. you let it heal before showing him and when you did; he got embarrassed for getting hard over that. the fact that his initials are now on your body? especially near the only place HE gets to see and touch? to keep all for himself?
yeah, there was lots and lots of cumming for you that night. especially while you were riding his face. his nose was stimulating your clit as your hips rocked back and forth, your moans making him moan, and then his moans causing you to become sensitive due to the vibrations. you were a complete mess by the end of it.
dino
would be a little worried at first, as he knew how much of a commitment getting a tattoo was for you. he'd noticed it while you were trying to reach for something in the cabinet (while just wearing underwear and an oversized tee), grabbing you by the waist immediately. he lightly bent down and lifted your shirt, eyes trailing over the initials of his name over and over again.
he was in complete shock, with also a look of awe in his eyes while looking up at you. his fingers traced the tattoo repeatedly, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to fuck you on the kitchen counter with his grip on your hips tight, staring at the permanent engravement of his name while his cock was throbbing inside of your wet pussy.
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a/n. i tried to make this as different from each other as possible! this one was a difficult one to come up with for some members BUUUT this is my final cut of what I think would happen and i LOVE IT! & I hope you guys do too :D thank you sm for the love so far!
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You are enough | Lee Dokyeom
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Prompt: “why are you even with me?” Synopsis: when dokyeom starts feeling insecure, you're there to comfort him and bring out his shine again. Dokyeom x gn! reader | angst, hurt/ comfort, established relationship | approx. 1.2k words | warnings: hate comments, insecurities A/n: i actually wrote this last year but it is similar to this fic by @\wheeboo! her's is definitely better so check that out :)
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There are some people in this world who seem like the sun personified. Always smiling, their bright, cheerful disposition could lift the mood of any room they walked into. They are optimists, choosing to look at everyday life in a positive way, regardless of what life throws at them. Dokyeom is one of these people. His smile is one of the things you admire and adore most about him.
You remember the first time you saw him, he was buying coffee at this little cafe tucked in an alleyway. The barista was grumpy but it was a pleasant place to go when you wanted to get some work done. You were finishing a report on your computer when you heard someone’s laughter flow through the cafe. Looking up, you saw Dokyeom clutching his stomach laughing and even the corners of the grumpy barista’s mouth were turned upwards slightly. His laughter was contagious and you couldn’t help yourself from giggling at the sight. Evidently, he had heard you because he turned to sheepishly apologise for interrupting your work. You started talking and the rest was history. Here you were 10 months later, happily dating the love of your life. 
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Unfortunately, as bright as it can be, there are times when even the sun could be eclipsed by dark, gray clouds. 
For the past two weeks, you noticed that Dokyeom looked more tired than normal. Dark circles had appeared under his eyes, and he seemed to be getting less and less sleep. His usually energetic behaviour had toned down to a quiet buzz. The spring in his step was gone. When you asked him if he was okay, he just gave you a tired smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes, saying that he was fine. 
To say you were worried was an understatement. Dokyeom had been there for you on your bad days, and you wanted to do the same for him. Yet, you didn’t want to push him if he didn’t feel like opening up to you. All you could do now was to silently support him.
Sighing, you glanced up at the overcast sky outside your bedroom window before returning your attention to your report. 
A few minutes later, a knock on the door broke your concentration. Thinking it was the food you ordered, you ran to the door expecting to be greeted with the delicious smell of your food. Throwing open the door, you skidded to a halt when what you were met with was your boyfriend with the most crestfallen look on his face. His cheeks were sunken and his eyes were red and puffy as if he had been crying. 
“Why are you even with me?” 
His question was so soft you barely heard it. Dokyeom glanced up at you, his lip trembling from trying to prevent himself from crying. His eyes looked empty and the smile you loved so much had been replaced with a look of self-loathing.
You quickly shook off your surprise (and the heartbroken feeling you had from seeing him look so broken). Gently taking his hands off his bag straps that he was gripping so tightly, you guided him towards your couch. 
Taking his hands in yours, you asked him as gently as you could, “Baby, where is this coming from?”
Once again, Dokyeom repeated his question, “Why are you even with me? You deserve better.” 
“Why would you think that?” You asked.
He sighed, saying, “I don’t know. I have a weird personality, I’m not as popular or as good looking as the other members. Compared to them, I haven’t improved much since debut. I can’t ever be a proper boyfriend either. You won’t ever have a proper relationship with me. I can’t do anything that normal boyfriends do. I can’t take you out to nice places, or bring you anywhere. I can’t do anything. You deserve someone who can always be there for you, someone who is capable, someone who’s not me.”
Was that really what he thought of himself? 
Blinking back tears, you took a moment to collect your thoughts before replying, “I don’t know where you got these ideas from, but it’s not true. You have an amazing personality. I love how goofy you are, how you always tell jokes and manage to make even the most grumpy people smile. You are definitely as good looking as the other members, definitely even more than them. You have improved so much since debut. Maybe you just don’t feel that way because you are working every single day, but you have. Your fans and I can see it, and we certainly appreciate all the hard work you’ve put into improving. And what do you mean by a proper relationship or normal boyfriends? I don’t care about these things. We define the terms of our own relationship. Who cares if you can’t bring me out? I don’t. Plus, you’ve always been there for me and I love you and I appreciate all that you do for me. You are capable of so much. Even if you can’t see it, I can. I don’t want anyone else. I only want one person, and that’s you. You are enough.” 
Letting your words sink in, Dokyeom inhaled sharply. He had been dealing with these insecurities for the past few weeks but hadn’t had the heart to come to you. Reading hate comments about himself, and comments which compared him to other members came with the territory of being an idol. Usually, he was pretty good at dealing with these comments. He signed up for it and you didn’t, so although it picked away at him, he didn’t want to burden you with his emotions. Sadly, sometimes, it just gets too much and here he was pouring out his insecurities and anxieties to you.
He was worried about what you would think of him. Yet, here you were, holding him and speaking to him with so much warmth and love that it soothed his aching heart almost immediately. 
You continued, “Baby, it’s normal to feel down. You don’t have to put on a strong face all the time. You’ll have good days and bad days. It’s normal. It doesn’t make you incapable of anything. It makes you human. I’ll be honest, I can’t tell you that you’ll feel okay immediately. Healing isn’t a linear process. But it does get better eventually. One day, you’ll look back at how far you have come, and I really hope you will feel as proud of yourself as I am. That said, I was worried you know and I’m glad you felt comfortable enough with me to tell me what you were feeling. Thank you and I love you.”
Dokyeom let out a shaky breath, muttering, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
Letting go of his hand to bring his head to the crook of your neck, you said firmly, “you didn’t have to do anything. You were you.”
As you both sat there, food order forgotten, with him wrapped up in your embrace, the sun peaked through the clouds for the first time that day. 
So yes, even the sun can be eclipsed by dark clouds, but eventually, the sun's rays will shine through again. And like Dokyeom’s smile, it is one of the most beautiful sights you will ever see. 
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seventeen members when their introverted s/o feels socially exhausted
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author’s note: i am a very extroverted person so it was a bit difficult to write this but i hope i could still make it comforting for my introvert darlings. enjoy!
synopsis: what the title says
word count: 1.0k | genre: fluff, comfort | pairings: seventeen x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of food, mental health
seungcheol would be a little bit taken aback at first since his nature makes him an absolute worrier; he would be asking you if you were feeling okay. if you were out in the city he would definitely suggest going home so you could recharge your energy in peace, next to his comforting presence. you could also expect him to be extra clingy after you gave him the green light of being in your more extroverted mood again.
now jeonghan is known to get drained eventually in social situations aswell, so he would be no stranger to helping you feel comfortable. he would make sure you had a little bit of quiet, leaving you for a bit with your thoughts to really think about what you wanted, and whatever that might be he would be sure to give it to you; cuddles or alone time, sleeping or just the two of you talking mindlessly about various topics.
joshua is very observant so he would notice the signs of you getting pretty tired, that is why he would make an excuse to get the pair of you home from the friendly gathering you were attending at that time, since he wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable by asking directly. after stepping inside your bedroom he would surely ask if you wanted to talk about it with him, and do as you decide to proceed.
jun is one of the more silent lovers, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be the most attentive partner to ever exist. he is quick witted so he would always have advice for you if you needed it regarding getting through a difficult time, guiding you through the ways he had solved this problem in the past. you could also expect him to buy you your comfort foods aswell, because he wants you to take care of yourself.
hoshi is a very extroverted person so he may have trouble with helping you if you got socially exhausted, but he would do everything in his power to be a fast learner. he would want you tell him whenever you needed a break from him and his friends since you hung out a lot on a daily basis, and he would gladly bomb you with long voice messages saying during you recharge period so you wouldn’t feel alone even then.
wonwoo has a very quiet way of caring for you, usually many silent acts of service included in it; the moment he saw your energy levels drop he would absolutely ask if you wanted to spend some time away from people, whispering into your ear lowly as he stroked your hair in an encouraging and comforting manner to let him know what you wanted to do next to which he would happily adjust his schedule too.
woozi doesn’t go out often so he might be a little bit confused about your feelings, but he would be desperate to understand what you mean. he would just take you to his studio where the two of you could easily lay on the couch, calming muic playing in the background while he patiently listened to your worries, cooing at how exhausted you probably looked and felt, trying to get you to sleep beside him to get the rest you deserved.
dk can be a very loud person sometimes so it would probably take some time for him to notice your change in behaviour, after you constantly going to social events, having to surround yourself with people frequently. he would be all over you (actually kind of making the situation even worse lmao) trying to figure out a way to help, to which you would gladly accept the cuddles offered by him, needing his touch only.
mingyu is also a very hyped man so he would definitely be sulking upon hearing you say that you were very drained and wanted some peace and quiet since this puppy cannot shut up. poor boy would be so careful around you, being afraid of upsetting you by making noise every minute, and you would have to tell him that he was always welcomed in your space, to which he would happily smother you in kisses.
minghao can be very understanding about your feelings, he himself likes to spend some time to take care of his mental health and well-being, this is why when you confided in him and talked about how you felt he would suggest trying meditation with him. he would also encourage you to openly say no to people when you don’t feel like letting them into your personal space or not wanting to hang out with them.
your mental health may be one of the most important things for seungkwan, since he knows how badly it can affect your mood if you are not feeling comfortable. he would baby you a lot, letting you come to him with your worries and thoughts so he won’t overwhelm you with his constant questions. he would also make sure you eat and drink enough since he no how you tend to neglect your own needs from time to time.
vernon is the perfect example of a person who can be left alone and enjoy his time without others’ presence so if you ever felt burnt out from people but still wanted to be active in some kind of way he would have many ideas offered to you about how to get that much needed recharge from the world; trying a new hobby which doesn’t include other individuals and can make you relax while doing it.
dino knew something was up with you the moment he looked into you direction, he knew you exceeded your limits and wished to rest a bit, to turn your mind off. he would take you dancing with him (even if you were just watching) to make you focus on the beatsof the music and move to it, shaking the stres away off your tired form and to physically exhaust yourself to then get into bed and sleep easily like a baby.
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blanket fort | seokmin
haven't published anything in 5ever so here's a lil drabble. seokmin is so cute and silly and i would love to build a fort with him <3 also idk but i don't think there's any warnings.
"you didn't think this through, at all, even a little bit."
"sure didn't."
"have you ever built a blanket fort before?" you ask with an amused shake of your head.
"not even one time," seokmin admits, and you both giggle.
"really? tragic." you kiss his fingers intertwined with yours as you look at the mess on the living room floor in front of the TV. there was almost nothing that identified it as even an attempt at a fort -- just a clump of sheets, fluffy blankets, and the occasional pillow or two. "why didn't you ask for help?"
"because," he sasses, "i was trying to surprise you." he pulls out his phone and shows you a photo of an incredible blanket fort on pinterest. "this was my goal. and this is the reality." he can't help but laugh at himself.
the fort in the picture is beautiful, strung with fairy lights and made of cute floral blankets. it doesn't resemble the knotted lump in the center of the room at all, but you're still touched that he tried. "well, i have amazing news," you tell him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. "i'm the best blanket fort-builder in the universe."
"well, that's quite the claim," he says, wrapping his own arms around your waist and pecking you on the lips. "wanna back it up?"
and so, in the fading, golden afternoon light, you help the most beautiful boy in the world build a blanket fort. the pile of blankets transforms into a tent-like structure around the TV. seokmin helps you drag the mattress into the fort, and the two of you snuggle together while you watch your favorite show, his hands dragging soft lines across the back of your arms. somehow, these tiny moments are the things that give your life the most meaning -- laying here with seokmin on a windy fall evening, feeling loved and protected in his arms.
"you were right," he mumbles sleepily, interrupting your gentle thoughts.
"about what?"
"you are the best fort-builder in the universe."
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✶ 𓆞ִ ֗ Buscamos el amor, fingiendo que no @obrigados
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sabemos que nos hará daño ꙳ . ࣪
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༺after hours༻
↴ lee seokmin
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞
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✵ summary- you and seokmin always get a little dirty after hours.
✵ warnings-established relationship, dom!seokmin, sub!reader, unprotected sex(my fav), creampie??, dirty talk(seokmin doesn’t stfu, pet names( baby, darling, honey), lmk what else
✵ authors note- ok seokmin has just been rotting my brain so much lately i had to write a smut!!! happy birthday seokmin<333
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you and seokmin are currently laying in your blanket fort that you made. you two have your computer set up and snacks and pillows and blankets to use. you two are cuddled up with a random movie playing in the background. “this movie is lame” he laughs at your invested expression. you just roll your eyes at him.
your boyfriend starts kissing your neck softly as he changes the mood quickly. “you look so pretty.” he murmurs into your neck as he kisses your neck slower. “sitting here so pretty.” his hand moving up to your thigh rubbing it. “seokmin- what are you doing?” you sigh into his touch.
“just trying to do something more interesting. don’t you think that sounds nice baby?” he’s tugging at your shirt pulling it off you. “yes-“ his smirk is enticing. “good girl.” he whispers into you ear. pulling his shirt off after.
“want to touch you so bad. want to feel you baby.” his voice is low and soothing. he’s shifting positions so he is pulling you into his lap. “seokmin-“ you just gasp as you are now straddling your boyfriend with just your bra and underwear on.
“yea baby?” he pushes his shorts down so the only thing separating each of you was your underwear. “can i ride you seok?” you ask grinding against him softly. “of course darling anything you want.” he smiles watch you pulls him underwear down. “naughty girl. gonna take it without any prep baby?” he asks you as he rubs your leg comfortingly.
all you can do is nod. “i know you don’t have much space so careful baby.” he kisses your cheek laying back. he watches as you push your panties to the side and slowly sink down onto him. “s-shit seokmin!” his hand is immediately on your bra unbuckling it with one hand. “you okay baby?” he groans lowly. you just nod into his neck as you start rocking your hips against him.
“fuck baby. taking it so good. such a good girl.” his eyes not leaving your figure as you slowly ride him in the dim light. the faint show playing along with you and your boyfriends needy noises.
“s-so deep seok i can’t-“ your hips slowly down. “too deep honey? i know you can take it.” he fucks his hips into you. “o-oh fuck baby feels so good.” his moans turning more desperate for you. “s-seokmin too much-.” he shakes his head. “too much? no no my pretty girl can take it. i know you can.” he rubs some of your hair back.
“darling you’re so wet.” his moans getting louder as he watches your boobs bounce with every thrust he gives you. “seok- im gonna cum oh fuck!” his thrusts getting more sloppy as he fucks into you. “cum b-baby i need to see you. where do you want me to cum darling?” he asks so casually as his words make you cum. “ins-inside seok please.” he complies his cum quickly shooting into you.
“fuck baby look at you. my good girl. took it so well.” his hips slowing down as he comes down from him high. “l-love you seok.” you say through breathy moans laying against his chest. “love you too darling.” he smiles holding you in his arms.
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fairyhaos · 10 months
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✰ seventeen as boyfriends: dokyeom edition
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event taglist (send ask to be added): @rubywonu @cinnamoroxie @belladaises @wheeboo @minhui896 @slytherinshua @kokoiinuts @jun-of-love @dandycharmer @sweet-like-caramel @hannyoontify @doesthismeannothingtoyou @fashionminghao @icysungho @butiluvu
pairing: dokyeom x gn!reader
genre: fluff, headcanon, mini scenario
word count: 555 (longest so far oml)
warnings: none
notes: dokyeom edn. for the 500 event
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oh, he is so, so boyfriend. he’s so boyfriend that he’s a Boyfriend, the most superior kind, the most boyfriend kind.
takes you on the softest dates known to man, and also the loudest dates known to man.
stargazing dates. riverside picnic dates. dates to disney land. dates to the fairground where you spend half the time screaming with laughter at the puppet shows.
swings you’re interlaced hands together while you’re out on a walk, pulls you closer by the waist when you’re standing there and looking at something, holds your face delicately and brushes his thumb over your cheek as you kiss.
dokyeom would tilt your chin with his fingers so he can look you in the eyes as he tells you softly and sincerely how much he loves you, lips curling upwards into the most devastatingly beautiful smile ever.
dk is just… the most boyfriend person ever, okay.
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“Seokmin! Seokmin— ah! It’s raining so much, put me down!”
Seokmin just laughs, gripping onto the backs of your thighs tighter as he runs out onto the street, the rain getting into his eyes and making him scrunch them up at the sky.
“The heavens are communicating with us, Y/N!” he cries, finally lowering you down once he gets to the empty road, raising his hands upwards with his head tilted back. “How can we ignore this wonderful sign?”
“Seokmin, it’s raining,” you cry back, but you’re laughing, because his fluffy hair is slowly becoming plastered to his forehead but he’s grinning, spinning around like it’s the best thing in the world. “And it’s the middle of the night! We’re going to catch a cold!”
Seokmin lowers his arms and beams. “Colds can come again and again, but a moment like this? This is a once in a lifetime thing, you can’t miss this!”
You gesture to the empty street, rain beating down on the cars. “What, rain? We get rain every year, Seokmin.”
He smiles, shakes his head, and backsteps so he’s further away from you. “No, this!”
Then he’s running towards you, beaming, before sweeping you into his arms and dipping you down for a sweet, soft, rain-blessed kiss.
The rain is harder than ever, and your clothes are stuck to your skin, but Seokmin’s lips are warm on yours as he pulls you in by the waist and just kisses you harder, harder than the sound of the rain, harder than the tarmac under your socked feet. 
“I love you,” he murmurs, gentle and quiet and yet still louder than your thumping heart. “So much.”
“I love you too,” you smile, watching the droplets glittering on his lashes with every blink. “More than you know.”
Seokmin grins, brighter than the sun. “I love you!” he yells out suddenly, head tilted back, making you laugh. “I love Y/N more than anything! You’re my everything and I’ll love you forever!”
You’re laughing, laughing so much that it drowns out the sound of the rain. “Oh, come here, you,” you say, pulling him closer again.
And yes, maybe you’ll both be sick tomorrow, but as you take his face into your hands and pull him in for another kiss, you think that Seokmin was right.
Sharing rain-blessed kisses with Seokmin was a one in a lifetime thing, and you really couldn’t miss this.
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