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oceanlix · 2 years

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Day 7: Rowoon + Daddy kink

Pairing: Rowoon x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1323

Warnings: Daddy kink, dirty talk, slight degradation, orgasm denial, nipple play, slight dacryphilia, begging, slight biting, fingering

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Your pride always got you into all sorts of trouble, but you think the mess you’ve gotten yourself into now just has to take the cake. You ex is balls deep inside you, your fingers laced together tightly as he fucks you from below.

“Daddy,” you whimper, knowing you need more from him to come. You decide you can hate yourself for running straight into his arms later, after you’ve had the mind blowing orgasm he’s about to give you.

Seokwoo smirks, squeezing your hands with his own. The gold chain around his neck rests in a pool of sweat, his skin glistening in the low light of the room. “You love it like this, don’t you?” he sighs, grinding his hips up slowly. It ruins the momentum of your orgasm, so you cry out and try to pull your hands away from his. When that fails, you try to bounce yourself on his cock instead. But Seokwoo is too strong, so you’re left to whine in frustration.

“Poor baby,” Seokwoo teases, his strength keeping you pinned exactly where he wants you. He’s always loved seeing you turn into a desperate mess on top of him, willing to do whatever it takes to get off. Right now, it’s your punishment for thinking you can leave him; a reminder that nobody will ever fuck you this good again. That may or may not be true, but he’s letting it feed his ego for now.

“Turn over and sit on my cock,” he instructs, motioning with your interlocked hands. You’re annoyed, but you decide to listen to him because you know your orgasm depends on it. You stand up, his cock falling out of you. The emptiness is annoying for a second and then you turn around, grabbing his dick and lowering yourself back onto it. Seokwoo’s hands grab your hips and guide you, soft moans leaving your mouth as you take in his massive cock inch by inch.

“Please,” you whimper when he bottoms out and grabs your breasts in his hands. He rubs your nipples until they turn into stiff peaks, holding you tightly against his chest as he thrusts up slowly into your pussy. “Seokwoo, it hurts. I need to cum…”

“Do you think you deserve it?” he hisses into your ear, pinching one of your nipples roughly. “You can’t even remember the right name for me, Y/N.”

“Daddy,” you correct yourself, tears welling up in your eyes. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you turned up at your ex’s door tonight; he always loved to punish you, even when you were together. But you’d been here for hours already, Seokwoo taking you in so many different positions you’d lost count. And your orgasm has been ruined by him every single time, so your pussy is throbbing with need. “Please daddy, I’ll be good from now on.”

Seokwoo slides his hands down your sides to your hips. He presses kisses along your shoulder, teeth nipping at the skin every few inches. “You promise, huh?” he muses, one of his hands wandering down to your clit and rubbing it teasingly. “You won’t leave me again?”

You shake your head furiously. Now that he’s touching you where you want him most, you’ll say anything to keep Seokwoo there. Though you’re not exactly lying either.

You’d be hard pressed to admit it in any other situation, but dumping Seokwoo had not turned out to be the great decision you thought it was. For one thing, all the sex you’d had since him had left you unsatisfied, maybe even borderline irritated. Your other partners had been to scared to treat you the way you wanted to be treated in bed, too insecure to use the toys you liked to use, too vanilla to have sex the way you truly wanted.

Aside from that, you weren’t respected outside of the bedroom either. Though your partners couldn’t find the balls to smack you around during sex, they certainly had no problems with degrading you in public. They never lasted after that because you had enough self respect to not allow that treatment. Seokwoo had apparently been your perfect match, and not just in the bedroom.

“You’re zoning out,” Seokwoo reminds you suddenly, pinching your clit. Your hips jerk in surprise and you let out a mewl, your head falling back onto his shoulder. He takes the opportunity to kiss you deeply, his fingers digging into your hip so hard there will definitely be bruises tomorrow. A nice little reminder for your momentary lapse of judgment.

“You promise you’re going to stay with me this time?” he asks again, looking into your eyes. Despite the situation, you can tell he’s serious and that if you give him the wrong answer, everything will stop.

You nod anyway. “Yes, I’m not going anywhere,” you tell him. “I…I made a mistake leaving you.”

Seokwoo smiles, a genuine one for the first time since he opened his door tonight. He grabs your hips and starts a brutal pace, bouncing you on his cock so quickly that all you can do is moan loudly.

“Right there, daddy,” you gasp, clinging onto his arms so you don’t fall over. His strength would never allow it, but you need to ground yourself somehow.

“Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he grunts, holding you close to his chest. “You’ll never leave me again when I’m done with you.”

You feel the knot in your stomach tightening, and before you can do anything else, you’re coming all over Seokwoo’s cock, your walls fluttering around him. He holds you through it, kissing your neck.

When you’re done, he pulls you off of his softening dick and lays you down on the bed, immediately wrapping his arms around your body as he presses up against your back. “What about you?” you murmur, too tired to do much but still able to feel his hard length brushing up against your ass.

“Later,” he assures you, kissing the spot behind your ear. Seokwoo’s hands gently rub all over your body, making you shiver and sigh as you relax into his touch.

“This doesn’t feel like later,” you laugh breathlessly when his fingers dip into your folds a few minutes later. Seokwoo swings his leg over you and smirks, rubbing his tip along your entrance teasingly.

“I’ve got a lot of time to make up for,” he says, pushing inside you again. You grab at his broad shoulders, your walls still sensitive from your earlier orgasm. The pace is much slower this time, but feeling him moving inside you turns you on so much that your orgasm builds quicker than before.

“Daddy,” you gasp. “Right there! Feels so good, don’t stop! Please don’t stop.”

Seokwoo kisses you deeply, his hand sliding between your bodies to rub circles over your clit. You start shaking from the pleasure, moaning as you hold onto his shoulders for dear life. His thrusts get sloppy as he reaches his orgasm, his hot cum filling you up. It sends you into your own release, your walls milking out what’s left from him.

Spent, the two of you roll onto your backs, looking at the ceiling. You wonder about where to go from here, but Seokwoo gently laces your fingers together and you turn to look at him.

“I really did miss you,” he says. “Not just the sex, either.”

You can’t help but laugh at that, though you feel the same. “I know what you mean, Seokwoo,” you agree. “We were good together and I stupidly threw it away.”

Your ex looks at you with his big brown eyes, and it’s so intense you have to divert your gaze after a few moments. It’s another few beats of silence before he speaks up, surprising you. “We could always try again, couldn’t we?”

You’re not sure if it’s a good idea, but you want to try.

#sf9 smut #rowoon smut #rowoon x reader #sf9 fic #rowoon fic #kinktober 2022 #my fics #300

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taichoushadow · 2 months

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Unwind with me | Yoo Taeyang

Pairing: Yoo Taeyang x reader

AN: Yoo Taeyang fluff for @yootaesowl 🤎

everyone send her something cute for her man's birthday!

Summary: After a day filled with carrying boxes inside, it's time for you and your boyfriend to unwind.

Genre: fluff. Just pure fluff.

''What are you doing?'' You heard his voice first before you felt his arms circling around your waist as he stepped onto the balcony with you.

''Nothing.'' You simply answer him, continiuing to gaze out onto the lively city beneath you. ''It's cold though. Being out here with a jacket.'' Taeyang sighs, resting his chin on top of your head, mumbling something about you being stubborn and just pulls you closer if that was even possible knowing you're basically sandwiched between him and the railing.

Taeyang watches how his breath forms clouds into the sky, looking up at the full moon that just shines right above the building. He smiles at that, unable but to think that even the moon congratulates the two as it beams right where they are.

''I havent packed out that box yet.'' You state just like that and the reply that comes from him leaves you chuckling, patting his hand that has settled on your stomach as if to tell him this was to be expected and he should have, if he truly knows you that he always claims that he does.

''Yeah..'' He trails off, turning to the apartment behind him, seeing the boxes stacked up and taking up the most space in the living room. Words scribbled what's supposed to be inside them but he knows that some boxes definitely will be mystery ones.

''I can't really blame you.'' He turns you two around, him being the one who has his back against the railing while he finally gets to see your gorgeous face. ''You probably will have to guess in which box the jackets will be.'' Your expression changes, grimacing at the thought of having to just unpack every box without having a plan on where to start. Taeyang knows how much you rely on lists sometimes, always having a plan for things, yet the move suddenly was sooner than expected and you two ended up throwing stuff in boxes that were already labeled for -well- not the stuff you ended up putting in.

''But that's for another day to worry.'' Taeyang cups your cheek, lifting your chin for him to plant a sweet kiss on your lips. ''I wanted to take a walk with you.'' He then begins, tugging a lock of your hair behind your ear before he caresses your cheeks once again. ''Let me show you around the neighbourhood.''

Closing your eyes at his touch, you rest against his chest, his warmth spreading around you in the cold air of the night. A nightwalk around the neighbourhood just with him does sound like everything right now and you nod, burying yourself more in the comfort of him.

''Let me grab my jacket for you.'' Taeyang steps away from the railing and guides you back to the apartment where he snatches his coat that he discarded on the boxes and motions to you to hold out your arm as he helps you getting all nice and warm.

''Warm?'' is what he asks then after zipping you up and straightening the collar. You hum as an answer but realize he is the one without one and you frown. ''But you're gonna be cold, we cant go then.'' Your fingers find the zipper but Taeyang quickly stops you with a laugh.

''Don't you think I was prepared for this? I know you, (y/n).'' and he rounds the corner, coming back with another coat for himself. ''Always prepared.''

With your hand clasped in his, you two roam the unfamiliar streets. Atleast to you. For your boyfriend the streets weren't as unknown to you and he happily showed you around in the serene of the night. Pointing out where you could buy the best vegetables and which shops you actually needed to avoid.

He even enthusiastically showed you the hidden ones that normally, only the old people were able to go to but since the elders seemed to adore him, they didn't mind sharing the hidden gems with him.

''And there- '' Taeyang pulls you a little closer by pressing his hand on your waist, making sure you have the same line of sight as he has. ''- RIght there is where I will propose.''

Your heart skips a beat at his words, eyes taking in the small park lit up by lanterns hanging on the brances of trees, creating this magical path to the pond, the ripples in the water cast what could have been a different world as the moon sways in it's dance.

''Tae-yang..'' You breathe out, lost in the sight infront of you, unaware of the man looking at you just the same. You feel a ghost like kiss right below your eye. ''P-propose?''

Your breathing starts to pick up, stomach dropping as you're unsure what to think. You love him, with all of your soul and you would be hollow if he stepped out of your life. Opening and closing your mouth, you turn to look at him and you the smile on his face. ''Tae-'' He hushes you by placing both hands on your cheeks. ''I know what you are thinking.''

Taeyang knew what was going to happen inside your pretty head once he uttered those words, he saw the emotions flash through your eyes and the way your body stiffened just a little, he found adorable and chuckled.

''To be my forever girlfriend. What else should it be, dove?'' He teased, grabbing the flesh of your cheek to pinch.

With a pout, you just let him pinch your cheek like that however he surprises you by suddenly cupping your jaw and slotting his lips over yours. The protest dies down in the kiss, the wind suddenly feeling colder now that you feel your face heating up at the public display of his affection to you.

It doesn't happen often seeing his job and reputation. You fully melt into him, sliding your hands over his shoulders and deepening the kiss by pinching his chin between your fingers to put a bit of pressure on his jaw and he lets out a small moan, knowing what you're asking of him.

''Y/n..''

When he does utter your name, you slide in your tongue and the butterflies seem to suddenly know arobatics when you do hear him sigh in bliss, happily letting you take the reigns in this kiss. One hand finds their home in your hair, pressing you even closer to him by the back of your head and keeps a tight grip around your neck aswell.

It's then that the sound of tires on a wet road have you two realizing exactly where you are and jump away from eachother like this isn't something you should be doing, eventhough it's pretty normal for a couple to do.

Your heart hammers in your chest for many reasons, licking your lips when your eyes lock on his. You two are silent before bursting out in laughter and you do slap his chest.

''Is this why you took me out for a walk? Having ulterior motives?'' Your click your tongue against the roof of your mouth and look away dramatically.

''I was surprised you fell right into my trap.'' Taeyang reaches for you, tugging onto your wrist and practically fly right into his chest. ''Besides-'' His thumb drags down your lower lip, lets it linger before it 'pops' back in place. ''-You're the one who just seduced me.''

''Me?'' You gasp loudly, pointing to yourself, never have been so offended by an accusation. How dare he.

Taeyang sees the pout on your face, your head tilted to the side with your arms crossed over your chest as you huff. There was no doubt he was sure about the move in together, he has been thinking about it quite awhile that even his members at last told him to just ask you after having to listen to him sigh about not being able to come home to you and having to deal with his sulking.

Without a word, he steers his direction back to the apartment, walking with his hands behind his head and with a little pop in his steps, he grins widely. The love overflowing like a waterfall from his heart and he can't help but to jump once, throwing his hands in the air, unable to surpress the feelings.

''You coming?!'' He says, waving you over but does not wait for an answer while you merely just watch the practically dancing man walking up the street, the moon shining right above him.

''I am coming.'' You say more to yourself than to him and quicken your pace to fall into step beside him. His hand find yours naturally, stuffing it back into his pocket to keep them warm as you two make your way back to your shared apartment and the boxes waiting to be unpacked.

#yoo taeyang #yoo taeyang imagine #yoo taeyang fluff #sf9 #sf9 imagine #sf9 fluff #yoo taeyang fic #sf9 fic #taeyang imagines #just wholesome love to be honest #Yoo taeyang x reader

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springsnowmango · 2 years

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Baker Inseong

Inseong who perpetually smells like freshly baked dough and always gets a mixture of flour and cocoa powder on his clothes as he works

he always tries doing flashy things with dough to entertain customers

some attempts are great whilst others force him to make a new batch of dough

he's always experimenting with odd flavour combinations and funky new designs

his bakery's display case is filled with lemon cheesecakes that look like baby chicks and molten lava cakes garnished to look like bears

he has tons of notebooks and notepads stacked away in his office, all filled with scribblings of recipes and new ideas

successful inventions make it off the page and become real sweet treats adored by his customers

and the not-so-successful ideas are promptly forgotten about and never spoken of again

like the time Inseong was hellbent on creating the ultimate sweet-savoury treat and produced "The Chocolate Tomato Tart"

cut to the bakery closing for a week as Inseong and his staff all recovered from food poisoning

as an apprentice Inseong was always tasked with standing outside the bakery and giving out free samples to entice customers in

he was a natural pro at it with his loud voice and jumping-puppy personality

he'd spot someone walking in the bakery's general direction and run up to them with no hesitation

"Hello there! Would you like to try our newest dessert? I guarantee you will love our new peach pie it's got just the right amount of sweet and sour but the cream in between the peaches and the tart is what really brings it together and refreshes your tongue..."

and people follow him even if they weren't intending to go to the bakery because he's excitement is just so gosh darn infectious

whenever the bakery owner was able to secure a spot in the supermarket for a pop-up stand, they'd always send Inseong

Inseong who starts the day all enthusiastic and mentally pumping himself up but gets tired of standing after about an hour so he sits down in the little plastic chair given to him and ends up playing with his phone

but as soon as he catches someone in his peripheral vision he shoots up like a rocket and turns the charm on to the max

and suddenly he's gotten them to buy two jars of honey apple oat cookies (they just couldn't say no to him he was so nice to them)

now that he owns his own place, he happily gives out free samples if you tell him you were undecided on what to buy

he goes in-depth about all the premium-quality ingredients and careful baking process when all the customer asked was "are your chocolate croissants any good?"

Of course they are. Everything is good here. Its fantastic.

#sf9 #inseong #kim inseong #sf9 inseong #baker au #sf9 fluff #sf9 fic #sf9 au #sf9 scenario #sf9 scenarios

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yootaesowlwrites · 8 months

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Practice Room

A/N: This is a free choice fic. Imagine who you want to for this.

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

W/C: 1.8K

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, mention of blowjob, masturbation, phone sex, nicknames,

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 16+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

To say you weren’t expecting a call from your boyfriend only a few hours after he had left for a late-night practice was an understatement, but the way he looked was not how you expected to see when you answered the FaceTime call. His hair was soaked with sweat and sticking to his forehead, yet some parts of it looked dishevelled, you could see his flushed skin and the way the sweat glistened in the light.

“I thought you were dancing,” You say as you sit upright in bed. You prop yourself against the headboard and lazily move one arm over your head as you lovingly stare at your phone, or more at the man on your phone screen.

“Baby…” He heavily breathes. Your eyes widen as you hear his tone, and you practically straighten up, and that’s when you pick up on how dark his eyes are, lust and need swirled in them. “Fuck, you shouldn’t have given me that blowjob earlier…” An hour or two before he had left for the studio, you were on your knees in front of him and his hands tangled into your hair as you looked up at him so sinfully as you had your mouth stuffed with his cock.

“Was it that good?” You ask, feeling a sense of pride growing inside your chest. “You really couldn’t focus on practice and thought more about your dick inside my mouth, how I looked up at you with big eyes and breathed loudly as I take more and more of you in my mouth, the head of you slipping down my th—”

“Baaabbyyy,” He whines out and leans his head against a white wall. “Fuck, I called you to help, but you’re making it worse,” He moves the camera lower, and you saw the giant tent in his sweats. “Fuck, this is your fault, you need to help take care of this,” You lick your lips and adjust yourself into a more comfortable position.

“Take your pants off,” You mumble. “Is anybody there or is anyone going to disturb you?” You watch his free hand come into view and push his pants down, along with his underwear. You push your legs together as you watch his hard cock spring free and slap against his lower stomach, leaving a smear of his arousal behind on his tanned skin, some of it getting on his happy trail.

“Nobody, it’s like a ghost town here,” He says. You nod your head, even though he was holding the camera away from his face, and you knew he wasn’t going to see. “It felt so good what you did to me earlier,” You lick your lips as you feel your own skin slowly starting to heat up with excitement.

“You really do need the help,” You whisper. “Cup yourself for me,” You watch his hand cup the underside of his cock and hear a groan from him. “Slide your hand up and down,” He does what you say, and you hear his breathing only getting louder. You weren’t completely sure where he was inside the company building, but you had a feeling it was in the dance practice room. “Wanna turn the camera towards the mirror for me?” You watch the phone lift before it freezes for a split second as he switches the camera to face the mirror. “I knew it…”

“It’s just me here…” He mutters. You could see him completely through the mirror, the way he held the phone and the way he sat against the wall across from the mirror. “It got so bad while I was dancing, I couldn’t focus at all,” You lick your lips as you let your eyes move towards his cock he was still palming.

“Can you move closer to the mirror?” You ask. You watch him pull his hand away and move himself closer to the mirror, close enough for you to see what you want and need to see. “Good boy,” He lets out a soft whimper. “Wrap your hand around yourself,” He lets out a breathy groan as his fingers wrap around the base of his length. “Fuck, watch you do this… being like this, it makes me want to come to you,” You unconsciously move one of your hands over your pyjama shorts and press your fingers down against your folds, and felt your juices moving between them. “Move your hand, slowly.”

“Oh, gawd…” He groans as he slowly slides his hand upwards to the tip of his cock. You watch as he slides the palm of his hand over the tip before moving it down his length, leaving a trail of his arousal along his cock, before his hand slid back upwards to collect more of his pre-cum onto his hand. “Fuck, so good…” You watch him rub the palm of his hand over the head of his cock in a circular motion.

“Baby…” You mumble as you press your fingers harder against your folds, pressing near your clit. “Gawd…” His breathing gets harder, and you could feel sweat forming on your skin from hearing the little whimpers and groans from his lips. “Move your hand away from the head.”

“Y/n… baby…” He whimpers. He slowly slides his hand away from the head, and you could see the red angry tip leaking more, his hand was probably coated with his arousal. “Baby…” You could see his stomach rising and falling through the mirror.

“Can you do me a favour… take off your hoodie and shirt,” You say. You almost whine as he puts the phone down and disappears from your view, you hear the sound of clothes shuffling and moments later he is back in your view, and you can see his toned arms and his toned torso clearer now. “Fuck… yes,” You slide your hand upwards and slip it between your pyjama pants and panties and cup yourself through your panties. “Take your thumb, baby…” You watch him wrap his hand around himself again and slowly move his thumb to the slit on his cock. “That’s it, play with it,” You press against your folds again, and rub up and down over the panties.

“Yyyy/nnnn…” He whines out as he circles his thumb over the slit of his cock. You could see his arousal coating his thumb, making it glisten in the light. “Fuck, fuck… I’m…” His tone sounded strained, and you had a feeling he wasn’t going to last very long.

“How long did you try and hold out, baby?” You ask in a teasing tone. “Too long?” You slide your fingers to the side of your panties and pull them aside before pressing them against your exposed folds and slowly pushing your digits past them.

“Y-yes, fu-fuck, too lo-long,” He stutters. You could see sweat rolling down his chest and over his stomach, his thigh muscles bulging in the mirror, and you could see his hand gripping the phone harder. “I’m going to…”

“Slide along it, baby,” You say. You watch him slide his thumb along his slit, and smile as you watch his body begin to shake, your view of him becomes shaky as well, and you wished you were right in front of him to experience it. “Keep going, make yourself cum on yourself,” Your eyes move to his abdomen, and you could see his muscles pulling and twitching, the sound of his groans and loud breathing was making your mind spin. “When you get home… eat me out.”

“Fuck, Y/n, you can’t say stuff like that…” He groans. His hand begins bobbing up and down around the head of his cock, while his thumb continues to slide along the slit. He could feel his balls tightening as his high was nearing, and rapidly as well.

“I mean it, eat me out, even if I’m asleep, I’ll be fucking soaked,” You say. Your eyes flash towards his throat and watch his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he breathes in rapidly and loudly. “Cum for me, baby, make a mess of yourself for me,” You watch him throw his head back against the wall and listen to his moans becoming louder and deeper.

“Yyy/nnn… fuck, yes, I’m… for you, fuck… fuck,” He groans. His movements become more rapid, and you watch his eyes fall shut, his lids move and twitch before you watch his body begin to shake with pleasure. “Y/N!” His head turns from side to side against the wall, and you lower your eyes to watch ropes of cum spilling from his cock and onto his lower stomach and onto his thighs.

“That’s it, fuck, that’s it, baby, just like that,” You say. His muscles twitch and pull as he goes through his orgasm, he was a mess, and it was all because of you. He was a mess for you.

“Y/n, fuck, baby, baby, fuck!” He moans. His hand falls to the floor, and you watch him from a different angle as he goes through his high. “FUCK, fuck, oh, my fucking…” You push your fingers against your clit, you had been too distracted watching him, you had forgotten to get yourself off. “Fuck, oh, my…” You watch his movements slowly down before his hand falls away from his cock, and he slowly opens his eyes, a dazed look in them as he stares upwards at the ceiling. A smile begins forming on his lips, and he slowly turns his head towards the phone in his hand to see you staring at him with darkened eyes. “I can’t believe I just did this here…”

“Well, believe it…” You whisper. “I apparently gave you such a good head earlier, you wanted it to happen in the practice room,” You watch him lick his lips as a chuckle escapes his lips, he was thinking about it and thinking about what he had just done. He wasn’t even sure how he was going to get himself out of the practice room and to the bathroom without getting caught by an employee who worked late hours or night shifts. “Hurry and finish practice…”

“You didn’t get to finish though…” He says. You watch as a frown forms on his face and he lifts the camera. “Let me ease you through it,” You shake your head, pressing your fingers harder against your clit.

“No, no… hurry and finish practice and then come and eat me out,” You say. “I want that, I want you to eat me out,” You watch him swallow and nod his head. “I’ll be right here, waiting for you to return,” You watch him reach for his hoodie and pull it towards himself. “And go clean yourself up,” He nods his head again.

“I think I’m done with practice, I’ll be home soon,” He says. You softly smile at him and nod your head. “Don’t get off without me seeing it, okay?” This time it was your turn to chuckle.

“Got it, I will wait for you to arrive,” You say. He waves at the camera with his cum-coated hand, and you feel your pussy twitch as you watch it glisten. “Hurry.”

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lizzyk137 · 1 year

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Full Masterlist

Guide: (S)=smut, (A)=angst, (F)=fluff, (SM)=sensitive material, (SB)=slow burn

TV Shows:

Criminal Minds:

-Spencer Reid

Series:

-You Were My Happily Ever After (Part One) -You Were My Happily Ever After (Part Two) -You Were My Happily Ever After (Part Three) -I'll Be There For You (Part One) (SB, A) -I'll Be There For You (Part Two) (SM, A, F) -Genius Vs. Genius (Part One) (A, F, SM) -Figuring Out Parenthood (Part One) (F) -The Technical Analyst and the Boy Genius (Part One) (A, F, SM)

One Shots:

-Picture Perfect (F,A)

-Aaron Hotchner

-Just The Three of Us (F)

NCIS:

-Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Series:

-Baby's First UnderCover Op (Part One) (SM, A, S) -Baby's Secret (Part Two) (SM, A) -We're Having A Baby! (Part One) (F, A) -We're Finally Having Our Baby! (Part Two) (F, A)

One Shots:

-Annoyance (F, A) -The Wrong ID (F, A) -Drunken Calls (F, A) -Flirting With the Boss's Wife (F) -A Night of Brownies and Wine (F,A)

Doctor Who:

-Coming Soon!

Books:

Percy Jackson:

-Claiming You (A, F, SB)

KPOP:

SF9:

-Inseong

-Inseong Admits His Feelings For You (F, A, SB)

-Youngbin

-Youngbin Comforts You After You Lose Zuho (F)

-Jaeyoon

-Helping Jaeyoon Get To Sleep After A Tiring Day (F, SB)

-Dawon

Nothing Yet

-Zuho

-A New Form of Payment (S, F)

-Taeyang

-Nothing Yet

-Hwiyoung

-Hwiyoung's Secret (S, A, F)

-Chani

-I'm All Yours (SB, A, F)

Series:

My Roommate is a Vampire

-Part One (F)

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restlessmaknae · 8 months

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restlessmaknae's request event [guide]

Celebrating 6 years on Tumblr and a number of followers I thought I would never reach, I would like to repay you for your love and support in the form of a request event. Writing is a hobby of mine that allows me to escape, to push my boundaries, and to leave an impact on readers. Even if you crack a smile, laugh at the words or feel understood by them, I'm truly honoured that you've joined me on this journey. 💞

Now, onto the good stuff.

As voted by you, readers, in a previous poll of mine, you can request stories based on genres, settings, but you can also throw a prompt into the mix.

HOW DOES THAT WORK?

You send me an ask with a genre and/or setting and a certain idol in mind, but you can add a prompt from these lists as well (they might help with certain settings):

Prompt list #1: Enemies to lovers but one is injured

Prompt list #2: Prompts for ex-lovers

Prompt list #3: Sacred romantic moments

Prompt list #4: Hurt comfort starters

Prompt list #5: "I HATE YOU, BUT I JUST DID SOMETHING TO HELP YOU AND NOW I NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF" prompts

Here are some examples:

best friends to lovers with Jake (Enhypen)

prince!Intak (P1Harmony) in a fantasy kingdom

zombie apocalypse au with Serim (Cravity) + enemies to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX)

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers + murder mystery

RULES

Smaus, bulleted stories and reaction stories can't be requested

I don't write smut, and if I feel uncomfortable by your request, I have the right to reject it and not write it

Only member x reader/OC, no member x member stories can be requested (you can specify if you want a gender-neutral reader insert story, otherwise I write female!reader stories)

I decide on how long the story will be, but I plan on writing stories less than 5k for this event (so expect drabbles and one-shots)

There's no deadline by which I plan on posting your story, it depends on how much time I have beside my full-time job and how much inspiration I have for your requested story - so please, bear with me, I'll get around to it as soon as I can 🥰

One user can request up to 2 stories - for tagging reasons, I kindly ask you to let me know about the blog you want me to tag in case you would write the ask on anon (for instance, if your main blog isn't kpop-related, you can write on anon and tell me your kpop sideblog's URL/username)

I close the requests after receiving 12 requests or by 30th September - whichever comes first

I will combine all the requests into a masterlist as soon as they start coming in, so you know that I've received your message

BANDS/ARTISTS YOU CAN MAKE REQUESTS FOR:

A.C.E

ATEEZ

CIX

CRAVITY

ENHYPEN

EPEX

GOLDEN CHILD

NCT (Mark, Johnny, Jaehyun, Doyoung, all of WayV)

ONEUS

P1HARMONY

PENTAGON

SF9

THE BOYZ

TXT

VERIVERY

VICTON

WEI

Soloists: Kang Daniel, Woodz, Demian, Ong Seungwoo, Park Jihoon

If you have more questions, don't hesitate to ask me!

Otherwise, enjoy the event and request to your heart's content! 🥰

Tagging everyone on my taglist in case you would be interested in requesting (some I couldn't tag, unfortunately): @dat-town, @stories-inbetween-the-stars, @koishua, @tranquilpetrichor, @americanokisses, @effulgentfireflies, @kuleo26, @wccycc, @littlestartonightsposts, @squiishymeow, @sunooslover, @heyditseeey, @syrxiee2, @tsunchani, @hyunjinswife, @sweetjaemss, @laaylaaz, @fvrteez, @chaeryeongs-wife, @hyu-won, @bamboongi, @kyusqult, @chang-ryul, @winterbeartaehyungbestboy, @i2kittenz, @miafox117, @hannieyooon, @soobin-chois, @ishuayou

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dearly-somber · 9 months

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songfic collection | multi

-> requests. closed.

-> total w/c. 19,403

-> author’s note. anything that was edited before publication was left in the state it was last edited in to show progress. Also available to read on AO3!

-> p.s. color-coded according to my rating system: 13+, 16+, 18+

-> divider credit. @firefly-graphics

2020

Golden Love | h.js | skz

Don’t Wanna Cry | l.ch | svt

Play Me Like A Violion | k.yh | day6

Watermelon Sugar | h.js | skz

9 And Three Quarters (Run Away) | txt

I’m Serious | k.yh | day6

deathbed (coffee for your head) | h.js | skz

Cat & Dog | txt

I Know I’m A Wolf | k.yh | day6

Fly Me To The Moon | k.yh | day6

Falling | j.hs | bts

Into the I-LAND | j.hs | bts

the other girl | h.hj | skz

All Alone | k.yh | day6

I’m Yours | k.yh | day6

you broke me first | k.is | sf9

Mean It | k.yb | sf9

Help Me Lose My Mind | h.js | skz

Rain Dance | h.js | skz

Crush | l.mh | skz

SLUMP (English Version) | h.js | skz

2021

2 Soon | l.ch | svt

Let Me In (20 CUBE) | p.sh | enha

Viva La Vida | k.yh | day6

Heartbeat | k.yh | day6

WAYO (songfic mini-series) | treasure

5 In The Morning | l.ch | svt

Please Never Fall In Love Again | h.js | skz

Wings | k.sw | tbz

Guiding Light | y.jw | enha

The Middle | p.sh | enha

Dirty Mind | k.sw | tbz

Lunchbox Friends | l.hs | enha

Please Never Fall In Love Again | j.jk | bts

Tidal Wave | j.jk | bts

Decalcomania | j.jk | bts

Why | j.jk | bts

Golden Dandelions | k.th | bts

Leave Before You Love Me | p.jm | bts

SAD GIRLZ LUV MONEY | j.jk | bts

Blue Side (Outro) | j.hs | bts

Sparks | j.jk | bts

better off | k.nj | bts

Anchor | k.th | bts

drunk | j.jk | bts

2022

Astronomy | j.jk | bts

Problémon | j.hs | bts

hostage | bts

Lo Vas A Olvidar | p.jm | bts

Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship) | j.jk | bts

Night Swim | j.jk | bts

Daddy Issues | j.jk | bts

AURORA | ateez

come out and play | j.jk | bts

Euphoria (DJ Swivel Mix) | j.jk | bts

Wildfire | j.jk | bts

Like Real People Do | j.jk | bts

Airplane Mode | j.jk | bts

Heaven’s Cloud | l.ch | svt

Wicked Game | l.ch | svt

The A Team | l.ch | svt

Cold War | j.jk | bts

Valley of Lies | txt

8 | j.jk | bts

Speed of Light | a.g

We’ll Never Have Sex | a.g

Love It If We Made It | a.g

Little Black Dress | j.jk | bts

Grayson | j.jk | bts

Sports | j.jk | bts

Little Lion Man | j.jk | bts

Bittersweet | k.sj | bts

Forever | j.jk | bts

Cocoon | j.jk | bts

Bathroom Bitch | j.jk | bts

2023

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icequeenbae · 1 year

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Non-EXO masterlist

The list of my non-EXO works has been growing rapidly, so here's a separate post for it 💕 Keep in mind that most of my works are NSFW (marked M)!

EXO masterlist

💫 SF9 💫

Now or Never (m) 4.5k – Rowoon (Seokwoo) x Reader x Inseong

Polyamory AU, Established Relationship, PWP, threesome, fluff, smut

💫 ASTRO 💫

Translucence (m) 4.2k – Eunwoo (Dongmin) x Reader ft. Jinjin

Established Relationship, slice of life, fluff, PWP, smut

💫HEARTSTEEL / League of Legends💫

Request: Sett x Chubby!Reader 1.5k

Established Relationship, slice of life, body insecurity, fluff

Request: Aphelios x Reader 1.3k

Established Relationship, slice of life, romance, fluff

Request: Kayn x Chubby!Reader 0.9k

Established Relationship, light angst, body insecurity, fluff

Request: Ezreal x Reader 1.4k

Grumpymanager!Reader, humor, fluff

more coming soon~

#masterlist #icequeenbae masterlist #icequeenbae fics #kpop smut #sf9 smut #sf9 #kpop fanfiction #non-EXO masterlist #kvanity #ksmutsociety #astro smut #astro fanfiction #league of legends #league of legends fanfic #lol fic #lol fics #lol fanfic #heartsteel

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atinyjules · 1 year

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Groups I Write For:

ATEEZ

NCT

Seventeen

P1harmony

The Boyz

Stray Kids

Xikers

Boynextdoor

Monsta X

Oneus

Onewe

Treasure

Enhypen

TXT

Kingdom

Younite

Epex

Cravity

MCND

CIX

Ab6ix

Golden Child

Sf9

Victon

Pentagon

Feel free to request on any of them~✨l

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slytherinshua · 4 months

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HOLD ME TIGHT

genre. a little tension but not truly e2l. mutual pining/misunderstandings. kinda fluffy. entirely based on motorcyclist!zuho. warnings. briefly mentioned that zuho & reader are spies/assassins. wounds and injuries mentioned (not in detail). zuho is hot (and cute) and rides a motorcycle. pairing. zuho x fem!reader. wc. 2.6k. a/n. originally got the idea from the lyrics of 'tight' and @eternalgyu's delusions 😭 but it strayed a little away from the first inspiration... hope it's still okay tho

“As long as you hold me tight, we’ll be good.” Juho’s deep voice filled your ears as if in a daze. You forced your head to nod to him, though you had barely processed his words. You weren’t in the best of circumstances at the moment— having gotten beaten up pretty badly just an hour before. Your teammate had been in a different area, and only found you once he was done with his portion of the mission. At least you had taken out the enemy, though.

Now it was just a transportation problem. You couldn’t ride your own motorcycle back to base considering your condition. This forced Juho to clench his jaw and offer for you to ride with him. He didn’t want to. Frankly, he didn’t want to have any reason to even talk to you, but he kept being assigned the same missions as you, so now, here he was.

You didn’t really annoy him. Well, maybe a little— but not in the way people usually did. You were clearly very good at your job, and your charisma was clear in the way you carried out every mission. Juho would be lying if he didn’t hold a lot of respect for you. He was known to be a bit cold to the team, rarely ever talking to anyone besides Taeyang. He particularly avoided you, only because whenever he was in your presence, his brain didn’t seem to think straight.

In short, you distracted him. A lot. He wasn’t one to catch feelings on the job, especially this job, where the circumstances were always teetering on the edge of life or death. But it seemed like you broke all his rules. He had encased his heart behind a thick metal wall, yet somehow, you had already started making a dent in it.

You didn’t think anything of the way he was glaring at you— you couldn’t think of a time when he hadn’t glared at you. But you weren’t appreciating the way your inebriated mind was racing with a thought. Just 1 thought.

Baek Juho looked hot when angry.

Given that you were bleeding and not entirely sober at the moment, the thought was beyond absurd. But it was probably because you were injured and intoxicated that those thoughts allowed themselves to enter your mind.

You were dizzy as you clumsily pushed your body up onto the back of the motorcycle. Juho waited until you were on and secure to take his seat. You tried to put on your helmet, but due to your slight head injury, you couldn’t put on your helmet without worsening the open wound. You heard Juho curse under his breath as you winced in pain.

“I’ll drive safely. Ditch the helmet.” He commanded, sliding on his own helmet and revving up the engine. “I’m not going to start until you’re holding on.” He muttered. Your brain caught onto his annoyed tone, and you quickly placed your hands on his shoulders, just slightly gripping his jacket.

“That’s not gonna do a thing.” He commented, grabbing one of your hands and moving it to his waist. Your breath caught up in your throat. In order to hold his waist securely, you had to rest your head against his back. His rather attractive, strong, broad back. You were screwed.

Juho finally started driving once you were holding him as tight as he felt necessary. You were thankful that it wasn’t too much of a windy night, otherwise the breeze would’ve been sure to agitate your wounds. There wasn’t much you could talk about over the sound of the motorcycle, so you kept silent. As you sobered up, you grew evermore aware of how tense Juho was. Was he always this rigid?

To your surprise, when he stopped the motorcycle, you weren’t in front of your team’s base, but instead, a small house. Juho cleared his throat seconds after he had stopped, bringing your attention to the way you were still clinging to his middle. You quickly brought your hands away from him in embarrassment, catching your balance as you got off the vehicle. You were still in a lot of pain, but at least your head was clearer than before. A good 2 am drive did wonders for your mental health.

“Make yourself at home.” Juho said as he opened the door to the house. You weren’t sure what you were expecting from Juho’s home, but you definitely hadn’t bargained that it would be this… warm.

The first thing you were met with when you stepped inside was the meowing of a cat. A light orange short haired cat soon appeared from another room, mewling up at Juho, quick to give his legs affectionate rubs with his head.

Juho coughed, “Don’t mind Huru. I haven’t been home in a while. I hope you’re not allergic to cats?” He queried, looking back at you as he picked up the cat in his arms, cradling the little boy lovingly.

You were dumbfounded. The Juho in front of you was like a completely different person. You tried to rub your eyes to see if you were just seeing things when you caught onto a smile on his face. Baek Juho smiling. Your teammates would think you were crazy if you told them about this later.

“N-no. I’m fine with cats.” You mumbled a late response to his question, standing awkwardly at the doorway. You had discarded your work boots, but now didn’t know where to go or what to do. You felt like you were intruding. Juho was always a very private person. No one but Taeyang really knew much about his personal life. Yet, here you were, welcomed into his living space by the man himself.

“Bathroom’s first door on the left. There’s a kit in the cabinet. Bring it out and I’ll patch you up.” Juho instructed, his tone much softer than earlier on the mission. It was weird, but you couldn’t say you didn’t like the change. There was a comforting sense with the way he was talking to you… almost, a fond look in his eyes?

You found your way to the bathroom, finding it pristinely clean and organised, as if you were at a hotel. This was something you did expect from the man. The rooms at the base would probably be a pigsty if it weren’t for Juho’s efforts to keep things tidy. You located the first aid kit in the cabinet where Juho said it would be, and brought it back out to the living room.

You sat awkwardly on the couch, waiting for Juho to come back. You could hear him rustling in the kitchen. While you were waiting, Huru got curious of the new person in the house and came to start sniffing you cautiously. He jumped up on the couch next to you, investigating you before settling down in a meatloaf position next to you.

Juho came back seconds later, smiling widely at the two of you, “As expected. Huru also has good taste in women.” His eyes held a playful glint as he took a spot next to you on the couch. He got out the supplies needed and started working on the head wound first.

You had been patched up many times by your teammates. It was uncomfortable, and more than not, extremely painful. Most occasions were time sensitive, so there was no room to be careful and gentle when the goal was to stop the bleeding enough to get out of the dangerous situation.

The way Juho was handling you, though, was extremely gentle. His touch was soft, almost hesitant, enough to prevent any extra sting from the disinfectant. He was doing a better job making sure you didn’t feel pain that you would’ve been able to if you had to patch yourself up.

It felt strangely intimate. The small living room, both of you sitting close on the 2 cushioned couch. Huru watched both of you carefully, squinting cutely at his father every once in a while, making Juho smile back. You stayed silent for most of it, until the question became too overbearing for you to keep in any longer.

“How come you’re so warm?” The question came out a little hesitantly, and you gulped down the uncomfortable lump that formed in your throat once you got the words out. Most of the nervousness came from Juho’s expression. He kept a poker face, but confusion soon spread on it as he met your eyes.

“Warm?”

You were forced to elaborate further, fiddling with your hands as Juho set down the blood soaked cotton swab he was holding, “You’re… surprisingly… pleasant to be around?” You offered up the thought, not quite sure if you had articulated it how you would’ve liked, but it would have to do for now.

“Was I not before?” He responded, picking up a fresh roll of bandages and dabbing at a bleeding spot on your arm.

“Well. You were always so reserved? No one would’ve guessed that you lived in this cozy space with a cute cat and a collection of colourful ceramic mugs.” You mumbled.

Juho stiffened, “You noticed the ceramics?”

You smiled a little, “They were all lined up so nicely on the shelf in the kitchen… It’s cute. You’re cute.”

Cute. Juho had never been called cute before. Cold, unfeeling, rude, professional, reliable, stern. Those were all words he could easily attribute to himself. But cute? He shifted uncomfortably on the couch, not liking how you were seconds away from delivering the final blow to the damaged and dented metal wall around his heart. It was seconds away from becoming disfigured beyond imagination, all because of 2 words.

“I see.” He whispered throatily, trying to catch his breath from the unmistakable tension in the room. “You must be tired. You can take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” He announced, snapping shut the first aid kit and leaving to put it away before you could protest him.

You decided to just go with it. You didn’t have energy or courage to object to anything Juho said. Despite the warmth he had given you tonight, he was still intimidating at times. If he flashed another smile to you, you were sure you’d end up doing something you’d really really regret.

Lying down on his bed felt like something you were definitely not supposed to do. You were trespassing on his privacy by being here. You should’ve asked him to drive you home instead of letting him let you stay over here. Your brain was racing with the overwhelming thoughts. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Juho came in dressed in pyjamas. He held a mug of hot tea in one hand and some clothes in the other. You could tell he had showered by the way his hair was still wet, and you willed your brain to stop screaming about how attractive he looked like that.

“I thought you might appreciate some tea. And it would be uncomfortable to sleep in your uniform… though I’m sure you’ve done it before. I brought some clothes just in case you wanted to change into them.” He explained shyly, setting down the cup of tea and clothes on the bedside table and quickly saying goodnight. Just going in to give you those 2 things had his stomach twisting and turning in nervousness. The effect you had on him was undeniable.

The tea made you sleepier, and the clothes were incredibly comfortable to sleep in, albeit a little big on you. It wasn’t hard to fall asleep once you relaxed into the soft fluffy pillows and warm blankets. Your body desperately needed the rest, and you were thankful that there was no work to do tomorrow.

You woke up to Juho’s face dangerously close to yours. You would’ve shrieked in shock if it wasn’t for the sleepiness evident in his eyes. He clearly wasn’t in any state to do anything to you. His eyes weren’t quite closed, but his eyelids drooped down almost all the way. He must’ve also just woken up.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked you in an incredibly deep, sleepy morning voice. His eyes had fallen shut again, but he could feel your stare against his face, and he couldn’t help but curve one corner of his lips up.

“I thought you were going to sleep on the couch?” You asked, bewildered at the closeness between you two. It was impossible to want to move, though, given the ache in your body from the past day’s injuries.

“I didn’t mean to… I must’ve been too tired when I came to check on you a couple hours ago.” He whispered. Your response was interrupted when Huru jumped up on the bed, purring contentedly and headbutting Juho’s cheek incessantly. You giggled at the sight. The way Juho closed his eyes tightly and scrunched up his face, trying (and failing) to get Huru to settle down, was the most precious sight you had seen.

You sighed, “Thank you for your hospitality. I guess I should probably get back to my place now.” Your lack of motivation to actually leave was clearly evident to both you and Juho. Your apartment had always felt a little lonely. You didn’t have the time to decorate it or pick up collecting hobbies like Juho’s ceramics. Neither did you have furry companions to wake you up with affection in the morning. If things went exactly the way you wished them to, you would be able to stay with Juho just for a little longer. His presence right now was more comforting than anyone else's.

Juho sat up, thinking for a second. It seemed as if he could read the thoughts your brain was bringing up, as he suddenly asked, “Do you have plans for later?”

You shook your head.

“Would you like to grab coffee with me?” He tilted his head to the side with a small smile. You couldn’t possibly say no to the sight. His bed hair, soft pyjamas, and contented sleepy face— you were sure he was trying to make you fall in love with him at this point. He was the cutest person you had ever seen.

“Are you asking me out right now?” You asked with a smile, an elated feeling bubbling in your chest.

“Only if you say yes.” He responded, impatient to hear your response.

“Don’t worry. Going out for coffee with my handsome coworker sounds like a great way to spend the day.” You mused and Juho laughed, mirroring the happiness that you felt.

Since you had met Juho, you had always thought he was cold. His sharp features and serious stare gave off a strong impression, and since he didn’t make much effort to get close to people, that unwelcome belief of his personality lived on in your brain for a long time. But it only took that one coffee date to entirely change your perspective on him.

No, Juho wasn’t cold or rude or impolite. He was warm and friendly and so, so cute. He talked a lot about his cats and his childhood— his interest in music, and, of course, his ceramic mugs. He listened intently to everything you had to say. You talked for hours at the cafe, and then for even more hours at home. You kept talking and talking and talking— always finding more you wanted to say; neither of you getting tired of the company.

After that day, Juho no longer looked at missions assigned with you with distaste. Instead of suppressing the fluttery feeling that you summoned in him with just your mere presence, he welcomed it. He smiled a lot more; enough for your other teammates to start to question his switch in behaviour. You had slowly but surely dented the wall surrounding his heart, and now, he gladly let you in, letting you fill every corner of it with warmth and love.

↳ sf9 taglist: @eternalgyu

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oceanlix · 2 years

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Day 18: Jaeyoon + Size

Pairing: Jaeyoon x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 904

Warnings: Dirty talk, fingering, breast play, nipple play, slight thigh riding, size kink, mention of bulge kink, unprotected sex, creampie

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Jaeyoon gets home in the early evenings, always looking ragged like he’d worked a twelve hour shift in manual labor and not an eight hour one in an office building. But the first thing that he always does is grab you from whatever you’re doing and bring you to the couch, placing you in his lap so he can grind up against you as the two of you make out.

“God, I’m so hard,” he complains between kisses, holding your hips down for a second longer. “Can you help me out, baby?”

You think it’s cute that he still asks, wordlessly grabbing his hand and shoving your panties aside. Jaeyoon doesn’t hesitate to touch you, pinching your clit and watching as your hips stutter on top of him.

“Thank you for letting me use this cute little hole as my stress reliever,” he tells you, slipping two of his long fingers into you. You grind down against his hand, shoving his face between your breasts as you moan. No matter how tired he is, Jaeyoon’s dirty talk never misses. The man should have a doctorate in it by now.

“I’m gonna cum in my pants if you keep that up,” he warns, but he doesn’t actually sound that bothered by it. Your panties are sopping now, his fingers squelching from your juices every time he fucks them up into your pussy.

“Strip me,” you say to him, squeezing your breasts and trying to encourage him. He instead pushes your bra down and takes your left nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling around the bud as he massages the right one.

“You’re much cuter when you’re messy,” he shakes his head. “I love when your clothes are all askew and you’re just begging for my cock.”

You shudder from his words, feeling wetness drip down along his fingers that are still working you open. “Shit,” you sigh, gripping his forearm for your dear life. “Then ruin me already, would you?”

Jaeyoon smirks, curling his fingers against your spot and loving when you scream at full volume. “That’s my girl,” he eggs you on, thumb pressing down on your bud. You feel your sanity slip away as his clothed cock presses up against your bare pussy, wishing he would just get inside you already.

When Jaeyoon answers your prayer, lifting you up so he can get his work trousers off, you see the wet spot on his thigh and flush red. Before you can feel any embarrassment, he’s jerking his cock to full hardness and lining it up with your folds. “You can take your seat now,” he says, and normally it would make you laugh out loud with how stupid it sounds, but the sight of his large cock entering your pussy just makes you moan and shudder instead.

“God, I love your cock,” you moan, feeling it press against your walls as he slides you down slowly. Jaeyoon’s hands slide up your shirt and roll your nipples between his fingertips, pinching and playing with them. You can only shake as he bottoms out inside you, one hand coming to press on your lower back so that he can angle himself slightly deeper.

“You like it? You like feeling me all the way up in your stomach, huh?” He’s so smug about it, kissing your jaw as he lifts you up until just his cockhead is still inside. “You make for such a good fucktoy. I can’t stop myself from daydreaming at work about getting to be inside you every night, watching you cry for me. I’m so lucky I get to see you like this.”

He drops you down suddenly onto his cock, your scream bouncing off the walls of the living room. You hope Juho and Seokwoo are still out to dinner, afraid that if they’re home, they’ll accidentally come out of their room and see you like this, babbling nonsense while your orgasm approaches quickly.

“Come on, Y/N, you can last longer than that,” Jaeyoon says, though his hand slipping between your bodies suggests he means otherwise. The circles he rubs into your clit are fast and rough, his hips grinding up into yours. You can only hold onto his shoulders and moan, your legs starting to shake in anticipation.

“Jaeyoon,” you half sigh, half moan. You drop your head down against his neck and kiss the skin sloppily, your mind filling with pleasure. “Please just let me come on your cock.”

You feel his hips stutter and then his dick twitches inside you, hot seed hitting your walls unexpectedly. It sends you over the edge right after him. You startle as he holds your waist tightly, not wanting a single drop of his cum to spill out.

The two of you spend a few minutes recovering, you laying on top of his chest while he strokes your back absentmindedly. You love all your time with Jaeyoon equally, but these quiet moments while you each gather your thoughts might be your favorite.

“Okay, time to clean up,” he says after a long silence. You protest, clinging to his body like a koala. You don’t want him to pull out yet; his softening cock is still keeping the cum from leaking out onto the couch beneath you two. “Come on,” he urges, locking his hands around your waist. “I don’t feel like having Juho yell at me later for staining the couch.”

#sf9 smut #sf9 fic #jaeyoon smut #jaeyoon x reader #jaeyoon fic #kinktober 2022 #my fics

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dootiexcupcake · 1 year

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cre's fic recs

Enha

Svt

Skz

Other

Gen rec tag (unorganized. a mixed bag sort of thing)

#skz fic recs #svt fic rec #enhypen fic recs #got7 fic recs #sf9 fic recs #marvel fic rec #fanfic rec #fic recs

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divinefireangel · 1 year

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Since it has been a lil lot long, and I wanna get back to writing for SF9 and a few other groups/idols, could you all help me choose what type of content you'll like to see here 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Of course the most voted one is what I'll try to do more and it doesn't mean I won't write the other 2 categories

#this'll really help #cuz i feel like ppl want more smut 💀#sf9 #sf9 reactions #sf9 smut #sf9 fluff #sf9 mtl #sf9 fics

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seawitch62 · 2 years

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Chapstick and a blue Police box

Word count 549

Chapstick Caper.

"Allons-y, Alonso!"

"Chapstick please" Jaeyoon asks with an outstretched hand.

Puzzled as to why since he never leaves home without his lip balm, nevertheless she hands it over no questions asked.

A brimming smile of mischievous delight shines across his face.

"Thank you.

Passing his near empty can of Fanta "hold this please".

With amazement she watches her Burt Bees lip balm, cucumber flavored her favourite fly into the flowerbed.

With a look of fake contriteness "I'll get sorry".

"Oh I can't see it!" Loud enough for fellow park visitors to hear.

Looking in his direction, he is on his knees, his butt raised in the air for all to see.

Turning away with an inward groan.

"Found it" he yells triumphantly.

Strolling through the park admiring the manicured lawn and well maintained gardens full of colour.

"Chapstick?" He asks.

Thinking twice about it, no! He will not! Will he?

Toss, the chapstick lands in a bed of sunflowers.

Jaeyoon casually walks towards the sunflowers, bending down provocatively, he retrieves the lip balm.

"Okay okay I concede! Yes your butt is one of your great attributes".

An all knowing smile covers his face, with reckless abandon he throws the chapstick.

"What the hell?" she groans with annoyance.

The Chapstick lands and rolls, finally stopping in front of a blue police box.

"Police box? What the.."

"C'mon let's investigate!"

"What? Its …."

By the time she tried to voice her objections Jaeyoon had stepped inside.

"Jaeyoon we should…" her voice trails off.

"Wow l! It's so much bigger on the inside!".

Looking around in complete wonderment and awe.

"We should go!" She mutters.

This is not a simple attraction for the park visitors.

"Don't touch anything!" She adds.

"Amazing, this is the best attraction at this park!" Jaeyoon declares.

With some urgency mounting "let's go", he ignores her and keeps investigating, "now!".

"Well who do we have here, trespassers!?!"

Having no clue where he mysteriously appeared from but desperately wanting out of this situation, "I'm sorry we are just leaving". She replies.

Looking at the man for the first time.

Wow!

"You look remarkably similar to David Tennant!" She blurts out.

Mocking laughter burst forth from their reluctant host.

"I'm told that a lot," he answers.

"Where are my manners?" He states as he gazes at the intruders.

"I’m the Doctor. I’m a Time Lord. I’m from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I’m 903 years old, and I’m the man who’s gonna save your lives and all six billion people on the planet below. You got a problem with that?"

"Okayyy seems you are very busy, we will leave and we'll let you get to it" motioning for Jaeyoon to join her and make haste and leave.

As they turn to take their leave,

"Not so fast!" The door slams shut.

Jumping, she reaches for Jaeyoon's hand.

"What…" Jaeyoon sputters.

"Daleks!" The Doctor states if that says it all.

"Daleks?" They both mutter simultaneously.

"Consider this a trial run" the Doctor tells them, "if it works out you can both be my companions!".

"Companions?"

Lights flashing, the engine purrs and roars.

"Too late to change your minds, no time to waste".

The Doctor looks at his reluctant companions, "did I mention this could be dangerous".

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