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pupyuj · 7 months

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→ “temporary fix.” || yoon seeun x reader fic.

— being friends with yoon seeun means doing whatever it takes to help her forget that the fact that her ex has become significantly happier without her, so you give her exactly what she needs...

word count: 3.5k.

dynamic: dom!bottom!yoon seeun x sub!top!virgin!reader.

content warnings: smut, fingering, nipple play, a bit of hair pulling, this is surprisingly very tame despite the image i had for it initially oh—

requested? : nope.

a/n: my first stayc fic <3 i enjoyed making this, and i hope you guys like it! sorry if there are major errors!! i was really hoping i finished this way earlier but alas... life 🥲 anyway this is just one of my many gifts for you for getting this blog to reach 1k!! you're all amazing n i love you and i'll see you guys in the next fics and the [REDACTED] hehehe 👀

“she has to be doing this on purpose at this point.”

you say, as your best friend seeun stares bitterly at her ex-girlfriend from far away. chaeyoung sat on the poolside with her ankles in the water and she was laughing loudly at whatever the hell her other friends were doing in the pool. there was some kind of longing in seeun’s eyes and you knew what it meant, it was easy to figure out after all. seeun missed chaeyoung, and deeply regrets leaving her for a reason she has yet to disclose with you still. even after two years of the break-up in question.

“i mean, come on! this is the fourth party where she was ‘coincidentally’ invited to along with her ex—you.”

you do try to desperately cheer seeun up. you have never once liked seeing her in despair. but something about seeing chaeyoung smiling that widely, shining that brightly, and laughing that loudly does something to seeun’s brain. and it was always nothing good. either this night will end with seeun crying in your arms about how heartbroken she is for hurting chaeyoung the way she did, or neither of you will speak about the event and just sit solemnly on her bed eating pizza and drinking homemade smoothies while a movie plays in the background.

you hope that it will be something different tonight. maybe seeun will be smiling for once! you wanted her and chaeyoung to completely end things on good terms. you knew seeun wasn’t in love with chaeyoung because she had said so many times before, but before they were girlfriends, they were friends. and you knew that it was that them not being able to rekindle their friendship after their break-up was the real reason why seeun always gets so upset whenever she sees chaeyoung.

jayoon, one of chaeyoung’s friends, looks across the pool and meets gazes with seeun, who visibly freezes up. jayoon grins and waves at seeun excitedly, making the other girls as well as chaeyoung turn their heads in curiosity. sumin and yeeun wave at seeun as well, while sieun was rather surprised to see seeun being in the same place as chaeyoung. speaking of which, chaeyoung herself stared at seeun. the latter was convinced that her ex was going to look away, or look at her in disgust or something along those emotions but… chaeyoung smiled softly at her.

kind as ever. and fuck, seeun wanted to cry.

“(y/n)... can we leave?”

you looked at chaeyoung and your best friend back and forth, unsure of what to do.

“are you sure…? what if yujinnie looks for you—”

“i need to go, (y/n),” seeun pries her gaze away from chaeyoung. her eyes were brimming with tears and she grabbed your wrist tightly. “please. i can’t be in here.” seeun puts her head on your shoulder as her tears fall and conveniently, a crowd forms in front of the two of you, effectively hiding her from chaeyoung’s view.

“okay… let’s go.”

seeun wipes her tears away with the back of her hand and smiles at some passing stranger briefly before pulling you towards the front door. she bids goodbye to everybody like normal, expressing faux regrets and even using you ‘not feeling well enough to stay’ as an excuse. you play along of course, you would gladly drop anything for your best friend. yujin was pretty sad that her favorite people had to leave, but she was pretty pre-occupied with stopping a drunken jiwon and gaeul from doing keg stands to really care so she merely waved goodbye before the two of you disappeared behind the front door.

seeun wordlessly climbs into your passenger seat, strapping on the seatbelt and leaning back. you couldn’t read her expression, and it was scary. you decided not to ask about it, however, and pulled out of yujin’s driveway before driving away. seeun had your denim jacket covering her thighs from the chill, and she was looking out the window—no doubt there were a million thoughts going through her head at the moment. thoughts you hoped she would find to share with you so you could take care of her.

like the good best friend that you were, and always have been.

“where are we going, (y/n)?” seeun asks eventually, now looking a bit annoyed as she scans the houses outside.

“huh? i’m taking you to your house.”

seeun looks at you like you’ve lost your mind, “what? no. i want to go to your place tonight.”

“oh… okay.”

you drove past seeun’s house and at the same time, seeun decided to pull out her phone. most likely to text one of her parents that she wasn’t going to come home. it was a normal occurrence, anyway. seeun’s parents originally didn’t like sending their kid off to sleep at another person’s place—a stranger at that!—but you gained their trust eventually… and soon enough, a young yoon seeun found herself staying over your place twice every week.

nowadays, seeun doesn’t even have to tell her parents anything. they know she is always under your care.

“did you want to eat anything?” you asked as the two of you entered your house. it was dark and quiet, but not the kind that scared you. seeun shook her head as she slipped out of her sneakers, then she stood properly, staring as you placed your car and house keys on the key hooks by the door.

“what?” you said. seeun looked at you with wonder in her eyes, then she merely smiles at you before making her way towards your room. the final glance she sends you before she completely disppeared behind a corner made your heart skip a beat, as much as you didn’t want it to.

you followed seeun to your bedroom, where was already digging through her own drawer for some fresh set of clothes. you decided to collapse on your bean bag chair, sighing blissfully at the feeling of being in the comfort of your own bedroom. seeun goes to your bathroom with some clothes in hand, barely closing the door behind her. sure, seeun said she didn’t want anything to eat when you asked her earlier, but you knew she would be grumbling about being hungry after about thirty minutes of laying silently on the bed with you, so you decided to go on your phone to browse some good food to order.

“are we watching a movie tonight, seeun?” you asked as you scrolled through your phone.

“up to you.” seeun replied.

you sighed, looking at your black tv screen. “i do not want to…” you muttered, now finding it too much of a hassle to look for food to eat and a movie to watch. you decided to melt further in your bean bag chair, blinking away your fatigue until seeun came back out of the bathroom, ruffling her soft hair as she held her neatly folded party clothes in her arms.

“freshen up, sleepyhead.” seeun took your hand and pulled you up with much difficulty. seeun didn’t really think about how close the two of you would be, physically of course, before she pulled you up to your feet. right now, she could feel your breath on her face and your warmth on her skin—it all gave her goosebumps. seeun raises a hand and brushes a few stray hairs away from your face and… is she blushing?

“g-give me a minute.” you slipped past your best friend, grabbed a random combination of your usual sleepwear and disappeared insde the bathroom. your cheeks felt so hot, and your heart was beating erratically. what the fuck. you were afraid this would happen tonight. again.

truth to be told, lately you have been feeling a few things towards your very own best friend. you tsrtaed to find her prettier than normal, and sometimes you can’t even look or speak to her without your brain screaming at you like crazy. but you didn’t want to acknowledge it. you managed to convince yourself that you were just so terribly lonely that your heart has decided to ‘settle’ for your best friend. first of all, that was unacceptable considering seeun was hurting because of her ex-girlfriend! second, you knew seeun wouldn’t see you in that way, so why would you even bother?

and third, perhaps most importantly, one does not try to get into a romantic relationship with their best friend unless they want their heart to suffer the most gut-wrenching heartbreak ever. you cherished your heart too much to let yourself be hurt like that, so seeun? absolutely off limits!!

“i thought you said you didn’t wanna watch anything?” you teased as you walked out of the bathroom in some shorts and one of your big shirts. seeun was sitting on your bed, eyes glued to your tv screen as ‘clueless’ played.

“i had to find something to entertain me while you were taking your sweet time in there.” seeun pats the big empty space on your bed, beckoning you over. you settled beside her, relishing in the mingling feeling of your cold bed and your best friend’s warmth. seeun was closer to you than usual, or maybe you were overexaggerating… but then seeun hugs your arm, putting her chin on your shoulder… and with her lips so close to your skin, you couldn’t help but shiver.

“sorry i ruined your night. i know you wanted to be in that party,” seeun fidgeted with the hem of your shirt. “because of wonyoung, right? you guys have something, don’t you?” your best friend asked. she didn’t have to, though. she watched you develop this big stupid crush on the campus princess over the past few months, and she knew that she was the reason you were holding yourself back from fully committing all of your attention to the other girl.

seeun needed you, her best friend, especially at this time of her life.

“no, don’t worry about it. i’d rather be here, honestly. my head was starting to hurt.” you smiled at your best friend, surprising yourself by the close proximity. the tip of seeun’s nose nearly touched yours, making your breath hitch. it didn’t go unnoticed by seeun, of course, and her eyes flicker down to your lips.

your heart was hammering in your chest—this was really going to happen, isn’t it?

“thank you for being so willing to get me out of there. away from chaeyoung,” seeun whispered. a cold hand slips underneath your shirt, resting on your waist, and your best friend presses herseld up against you even more. an overly-sweet side hug, you were convinced.

that was until seeun climbed onto your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you even closer as if that was possible.

“you’ll help me heal from her, right, (y/n)? even just for one night?” seeun asked. of course you weren’t stupid, you knew what she was implying.

a part of you wanted to resist. seeun was your best friend. surely everything will change if the two of you were to go through with this, right? and you didn’t want anything like that to happen between the two of you. but how could you resist? especially when seeun brushes your hair back, cradles your face in her hands, and runs her thumb across your lips so gently? and how could you even think of pushing her away when she leans down and kisses you?

how could you stop yourself from melting? warmth bloomed across your chest the longer seeun’s lips were on yours. kissing her was like biting into a cotton candy—it was sweet, so sweet, and you could never get enough. and so you ask for more, and more you do get.

eventually, seeun was laying down on the bed with you on top of her. she was touching and groping as her lips moved expertly in sync with yours. you didn’t know what to do. as much as you liked what you were doing with seeun, you had no idea how to move further from this. so, you pulled back, but not too far as seeun stopped you from doing so by clutching your shirt, trying desperately to pull you back in. “s-seeun… wait, how do i… what do i do?” you were embarrassed to be asking that kind of question in the middle of the act, and even more embarrassed seeing your best friend laugh at you.

seeun was sweet about it, however. “i’ll help you, don’t worry.”

seeun kisses you again—one hand cupping your cheek and the other softly holding your wrist, guiding your hand all the way down her thighs, sneaking them in between and making you feel her cunt through her shorts. “touch me, (y/n). go on.” seeun whispers against your lips. and so you do—unzipping her jean shorts and slowly slipping your hand inside. you couldn’t believe you were touching your very own best friend’s pussy, and you couldn’t believe she was letting you! christ, she wasn’t just letting you, she was telling you to!

feeling her folds through the fabric of her panties, witnessing the slightest changes on seeun’s features as you did so. “come on… you can do better than that.” seeun said as she slightly bucked her hips into your hands. she was so desperate for your touch that she didn’t care that she looked ridiculous. she could never look like that to you though.

“a-are you sure…?” you just had to ask. seeun smiles softly at you, appreciating your intent but goddamn, she was so impatient that she didn't even reply. merely lifting her hips up and removing her shorts on her own, seeing that you weren’t going to do that anytime soon. you stared at your best friend incredulously as she threw her shorts to the side, all while smirking at your expression.

“still doubting what i want, (y/n)?” this time, seeun pulls off her shirt. she doesn’t let you ogle at her perfect body for too long before she takes your face in her hands and kisses you again. thankfully this time, you knew what to do with yourself, albeit barely. reaching behind seeun’s back and pulling off her bra, letting it fall off to the side on top of her discarded shorts. she tugs on the collar of your shirt, and immediately you took it off, also desperate to feel your best friend’s skin against yours.

“i always thought you were pretty, (y/n).” seeun says, her hands gliding along your back.

“i could say the same thing to you.” you said. you leaned back down, smiling briefly at your best friend before putting your lips on her neck, earning a soft moan. “is this okay?” you whispered against her skin. you only felt seeun nod before she leaned closer, clearly wanting you to continue, and so you do. you nipped and ran your tongue all over her neck until little red spots were blooming. perhaps you went overboard, but hearing seeun moan and softly call out your name as you did it just flipped a switch to your brain.

you couldn’t wait to touch her. to help her. to kiss her. tonight, she was yours. not to the little parts of chaeyoung that remained in her heart, but yours.

and you were going to make every single second of this worth it. for the both of you.

your lips trailed further down seeun’s body, quickly reaching her chest. you looked up at your best friend, searching for any sign of discomfort or uncertainty. there was none, so you proceeded with taking one of seeun’s boobs into your hand, gently squeezing it before wrapping your lips around the hard bud. while swirling your tongue around her nipple, your other hand slowly trailed down her stomach until you reached her panties, pulling it off without a problem and immediately cupping her dripping cunt.

“good job, (y/n)—ah…!” seeun buries her hands in your hair as you move on to her other nipple, giving it the same kind of care and attention as the other one. simultaneously, you pressed your fingers against seeun’s clit, circling it as well as teasing her entrance. “y-you’re not actually completely clueless, are you, baby?” seeun asks, her fingers threading your hair as you continue to pleasure her nipple. you opened your eyes, immediately meeting seeun’s very own soft ones. while you flicked her nipple with your tongue, you slowly inserted two fingers inside her, watching as she threw her head back in pleasure.

“g-good… good..!” seeun’s hold on your hair tightens, and it hurt a bit but you didn’t mind. you feel wrap one leg around your thighs, afraid that if she doesn’t lock you in, you would leave. but there was no way that was going to happen now—especially after you’ve felt just how warm she was inside. you pushed your fingers deeper inside her, rubbing her clit with your thumb in an attempt to soothe her but you didn’t know that it only sent her mind reeling.

you tilted her head, worry settling on your stomach when seeun clutches onto your shoulder a bit too tightly. “seeun?” you stopped your movements, pulling your fingers out and putting your hand on her abdomen to soothe her.

seeun glares at you, “don’t stop, (y/n).”

“i-i just thought—”

“fuck me. don’t think of anything else.”

seeun yanks on your hair and pulls your face up to hers, kissing you roughly. you kissed her back, your hand once again making its way down to her pussy. this time, you didn’t allow yourself to listen to the small voices in your mind that told you that something about all of this was so wrong. your best friend, seeun, was in a vulnerable place and even though she let you, you were taking advantage of it to satisfy your personal interests.

something was telling you to stop. to get yourself in the right state of mind. to tell your best friend that all the things she was doing to forget about chaeyoung, especially this, was wrong. but instead, you plunged your two fingers deep inside seeun, thrusting into her in a pace that made her swear, and moan so loud, and sob into your shoulder.

“ff-fuck…! fuck, (y/n)—more…” seeun wrapped her arms around your neck, completely burying her head hidden from view. you kissed her cheek before doing what she asked, increasing your speed even further and doing your hardest to hit all the right spots. every thrust, every lingering sensations on her clit, and every kiss filled seeun’s mind with only you. as much as it started to hurt now, seeun could only take what you were giving her—just so every remaining image of her ex-girlfriend completely disappears from her mind.

and perhaps that’s exactly what happened when you finally curled your fingers inside her and made her come all over your hand. you were pretty sure that you had multiple bleeding wounds on your back from the way seeun scratched you as she came undone, moaning your name and all.

you stared at seeun—she looked so fucking pretty all fucked out and sweaty. her chest heaved up and down, and she blinked the fatigue away because she knew that from the way you licked your fingers hungrily that you weren’t done with her. but that was all she wanted right now.

“all night, seeun,” you promised her. “if that’s what it’ll take you.”

and indeed, you fucked your best friend all night. seeun never once begged for you to stop. after every orgasm she had, she only asked for more until you knew she couldn’t come anymore. you were pretty sure that the sun had started rising up by the time seeun finally allowed herself to get some rest. you laid yourself down beside her, fixing up her hair as she slowly succumbed into sleep.

you talked yourself through your own worries since seeun wasn’t there to do so. consoling your own heart because you were so fucking terrified that everything wouldn’t be the same after all of this—after everything the two of you did this night.

you were prepared to face the worst when you woke up alone hours later. you expected to be cold, to feel empty inside but it was the exact opposite. when you opened your eyes, you felt warm and your heart was full.

maybe it was because of the fact that your blanket was placed carefully and perfectly so that it would cover your entire body from the cold. maybe it was because your room was illuminated by the beautiful sunlight streaming through your curtains.

or maybe because the first thing you saw after opening your eyes was seeun drying her hair with a towel after exiting your bathroom, looking at you and smiling and saying, “hey, sleepyhead.” ensuring you of the fact that absolutely nothing has changed, and will ever change between the two of you.

you have never been more happy to willingly ‘make a mistake’.

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karinab00bs · 1 month

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can i req for a sumin stayc fic!

A Night to Remember

Sumin x named reader! (i hope u dont mind)

tags: smut, sex, nipple play, (semi?) public sex

”Is this the right road? We’ve been here three times,” Ethan’s words did not sound like a question. The girl who was called just now sighed softly because she didn’t go up the mountain that often. At first, Sumin had refused to join the event for a night of getting closer to each other on the mountain like this because she had no experience. Whether Sumin should be grateful or not because, at least she didn’t get lost alone.

”I don’t know.. This is also my first time.” Sumin could see Ethan’s confused face. Ethan should be able to depend on her being a senior, but unfortunately this time the man who was a year younger than her had to take over.

”Don’t stay away from me; if we get separated, it’s more trouble. I left a trail so that someone could find out that we are here, and please check your cellphone if there is a signal to contact the other student.” Ethan's intonation did not sound patronizing, but Sumin nodded obediently.

The sky was getting darker, darker than usual. Sumin glanced at her watch, and it was still seven o’clock. But somehow it felt like ten already. They should have been resting in the tents by this time and then, half an hour later, gathering around the campfire. But instead, they were lost in the seemingly unfriendly weather.

”Ethan..” called Sumin, and without many words, she held Ethan’s hand, who had just turned his head.

”Your hands are really cold; are you okay? Do you want to use my jacket?” Sumin shook her head slowly. She knew the night was cold, and she didn’t want Ethan to give up the only source of warmth he had for her.

”No, I’m just afraid of getting lost.. Can I hold your hand?” The man nodded, not objecting at all. First, he was also cold; second, Sumin, who was everyone’s crush, was holding his hand. Who would refuse?

”Btw, do you have a tent? I only have a sleeping bag in my backpack because my friend brought a tent.” Sumin had not yet answered. The sound of thunder made the girl jump in place. Ethan approached to hug and calm her. ”It’s okay. I’ve got you,” he whispered softly. But, suddenly, they felt the drops of rain falling; it poured down on the two people, who did not have time to find a place until they were both soaked. Ethan pulled Sumin’s hand under a tree not far from where they were standing just now. It was still raining, but at least the branches and leaves kept them a little protected.

It was cold; Sumin’s whole body was wet from the rain, making her shiver, and she unconsciously heard the chattering of her teeth because it was too cold. Ethan turned to her and held her cold hands, giving them a gentle squeeze and rub to make them at least warmer.

”Ethan, I think the tent is in my backpack. Can you put it on?” Asked Sumin, the man nodded slowly, then unloaded Sumin’s carier. The girl sat huddled against the tree that sheltered them, her body trembling from the cold, making Ethan try his best to be quick in putting up the tent despite the rain that had begun to subside, not as hard as before.

Sumin closed her eyes while trying to hug herself. Then she felt a warm hand on her forehead and then on both cheeks. ”I’m afraid you’re sick; let’s go to the tent. I’ve put up the tent. There’s a sleeping bag, but if you can… ehm… sorry… you can just undress because your clothes is all wet.”

Sumin nodded quickly. ”Thank you, Ethan..” The sentence was replied to with Ethan’s soothing smile, which makes him look more handsome than before.

The rain began to subside, but the drops were still there. Sumin had undone all the threads attached to her body and got into the sleeping bag that Ethan had brought.

Sumin heard a sneeze from outside the tent. Ethan was cold too; she thought, “Ethan..” She called softly, but it was quite audible.

“Why? Your lips are blue for God’s sake.” Without being asked, Ethan entered the tent and helped Sumin lie back down. The man rubbed his palms together and then placed them on Sumin’s neck until warmth spread from there.

Ethan sneezed again, making the girl, who was still shivering, anxious too.

“Ethan.. come here; it’s still cold in here,” Sumin said while holding Ethan’s hand.

“My clothes are all wet; you’ll get cold,” Ethan gently refused.

“Just take off your shirt.” Sumin could see Ethan swallow. “It’s okay.. Come here.”

“If you say so..” Ethan replied that he was actually still full of hesitation, but why not instead of freezing to death?

Sumin bit her lip because she was still shivering, and now, in front of her eyes, she could see Ethan opening one cloth after another on her body. Well, the man was not typical muscular; he was quite skinny because of his height, but he looked proportional. Just look at how the man’s stomach was formed. Damn. Sumin averted her eyes because she didn’t want to look like a pervert.

“Sorry..” Ethan said it again before getting into the sleeping bag. Sumin nodded slowly. Ethan embraced Sumin’s body, which was smaller than his, in a hug. Slowly, Sumin’s felt more warm; she comfortably leaned against Ethan’s broad chest and tried to close her eyes. But suddenly she felt a hard object touching her womanhood. She looked up to look at Ethan’s face, which turned red. “I swear, Sumin, I’m sorry.. It wasn’t on purpose.

“It’s okay.. Maybe because it’s cold,” Sumin replied with red cheeks as well.

“Y-yes.. Obviously.. It was cold, and there was a beautiful naked girl hugging me so.. Sorry..” Sumin buried her face in Ethan’s chest and blushed. “I won’t do anything to you, unless you let me.. So.. If you want me as I want you.. you may.. do something to me.”

Hearing that sentence, Sumin moved and pulled the edge of the sleeping bag up to cover her head. She could hear Ethan laughing and calling her adorable.

Sumin hugged Ethan’s waist again and buried her beautiful face in his neck. There was silence, only gentle strokes on her head and back. Comfortable. Pleasant. But Ethan’s cock is still hard, still standing upright even though Ethan hasn’t spoken for a while, maybe calming down so as not to be carried away by his desire.

Sumin put one leg up around Ethan’s waist, indirectly giving Ethan’s hard cock access to tuck right into her pussy. She could feel Ethan holding his breath.

“Sumin?” called Ethan.

“Mm? It’s cold,” she replied. It was cold, but that wasn’t what Sumin really wanted.

“Do you want to try it?” Not answering, Sumin just gave a small nod, letting Ethan cheer in the day. “I’ll be slow; tell me if you want to stop. I’m not forcing you.”

Feeling he had permission, Ethan’s one hand that had been wrapped around her waist now began to boldly rub Sumin’s thigh and then slowly move her waist up and down, giving a gentle friction to their bodies. Ethan lowered his head to give light kisses on Sumin’s neck and shoulder, then down to her chest and boldly kissed the top of her breast, making Sumin bite her lip while squeezing Ethan’s shoulder. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of Ethan’s tongue moving around her cold, hardened nipples, and soon sucked gently. A sigh escaped Sumin’s lips when Ethan did the same to her other nipple, but his suction became stronger there.

“Ethan.. ahhh.. mmm..” Sumin couldn’t hold back her sigh because what Ethan was doing to her body was too much for her; just the suction on the top of her chest was making her wet. Damn it, she cursed.

“May I put my dick in?” There was nothing sweeter than that question, and Sumin nodded slowly. And slowly, Ethan makes Sumin lie down while he is on top of her, making Sumin’s face red because now Ethan is looking at her, not like a starving person but with a smile and then a peck on the lips. Crazy, he looks pro in Sumin’s mind; it seems like it is not his first time, but what the hell, Sumin likes his sweet treatment.

Sumin held her breath as Ethan’s slowly entered her, really slowly, and many times Ethan looked at Sumin’s face to see if she was in pain or not. Finally, with a single jerk, Ethan’s entered, fully fitting Sumin’s pussy.

Moans were heard, but out of embarrassment, Sumin immediately hugged Ethan’s body and hid her face, still too embarrassed to be honest that Ethan really made her feel good.

For God’s sake, Sumin also saw the reddish tinge on Ethan’s face, and soon the man began to move his waist slowly, very slowly, as if it might hurt Sumin. “Does it hurt?" He asked softly. Sumin shook her head. “If it hurts, tell me.” After that sentence, Ethan’s waist movements got faster and faster, making his whole body as well as Sumin's warmer.

“A-ahh… Ethan… nghhh…” Sumin’s moans became more uncontrollable; all her shyness and logic were gone; the only thing left was pleasure because Ethan was now stomping on her right at Sumin’s weakest point until she moaned even more crazily.

“Sumin ahh.. mmhh..” Sumin squeezed Ethan’s back, leaving strokes from her nails.

“Ethan.. again.. anghh…” hearing that Ethan precisely stomped on her favorite spot many times, roughly making Sumin look up with both eyes closed.

The man felt impatient; his movements had begun to be less gentle than before but still did not hurt, so Sumin did not protest much, letting the man warm their bodies with this activity.

Sumin’s legs wrapped around Ethan’s waist until Ethan’s went deeper. Making her womanly walls twitch and massage Ethan’s firmly.

Ethan thrust into her again quickly and deeply, making her moan in pleasure even though her back was covered in scratches. In one last stroke, both of them reached their release simultaneously, accompanied by a groan of relief.

”Ethan..” Sumin whispered amidst her unsteady breathing.

”What’s wrong? Does it hurt?” Ethan asked while rubbing Sumin’s hair and then kissing her lips once. ”Uh.. sorry, I got carried away..”

Sumin smiled, then one hand tucked behind Ethan’s nape and pushed him closer. She could feel Ethan smiling between their kisses. Sweet. Maybe that’s why Sumin kept sucking Ethan’s lower lip as if it were her favorite candy. While Ethan was busy with Sumin’s upper lip, they deepened the kiss.

”I’ll count to 10 if you two don’t come out of the tent, and I’ll report that both of you are committing perversion on the mountain.”

Sumin and Ethan panicked as they both hurriedly picked up clothes that were not fully dry and put them back on, while in the front, Sieun’s voice was heard counting to five.

”Nine… ten. Come out, or I’ll break the tent.”

Ethan came out in a hurry while putting on his jacket and smiled at Sumin’s classmate.

”Your shirt is backwards, Ethan,” Sieun looking at her friend. Sumin and Ethan exchanged glances, and then both looked down in embarrassment over what had just happened.

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wonysugar · 10 months

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show them | lee chaeyoung

synopsis: your camgirl best friend invites you to feature in one of her shows<3

pairing: camgirl!isa x fem!reader

genres: just pure smut tbh nothing else going on LOL

warnings: degradation, heavy humiliation, voyeurism/exhibitionism, objectification, kind of dumbification

word count: 1069

a/n: so i was working on my sana fic, but i had this thought stuck in my head and it wasn’t letting me concentrate so i wrote this instead. here are some crumbs to feast off of while i finish the rest!!

“thank you so much for the donation seraphinee!” thanked your best friend, isa, as she was pumping her fingers in and out of you with no mercy whatsoever whilst reading the comments and checking the tips. it’s been about 40 minutes and you still couldn’t fully believe you were here doing this, getting used in front of a camera, with a whole audience watching. and you were even more shocked that you enjoyed every bit of it.

first, her casually confessing that she did this for a living, and then straight up inviting you to one her lives? it all felt like a fever dream, but here you were.

“do you see this, baby? people are liking it, alot. maybe i should invite you over more often.” she said in a playful tone, still working her fingers inside of your walls, making you clench around her as you moaned out her name repeatedly. “don’t you think so, y/n?” she added as she increased the speed of her movements, making you a whining mess. words couldn’t come out of you, you weren’t bothered enough to make them come out.

“answer me, you slut.” she harshly pulled on your hair, making your head throw back as her fingering grew rougher by the second, making it even harder for you to form a complete and correct sentence.

“y-yes isa, i - fuck - i think so t-too.” you said, eyes rolling at the back of your head at her calling you ‘such a good girl’ for her. being so vulnerable like this for hundreds of people to see and get off to, getting used like this by your own best friend, all of it, turned you on so much. then, as you were getting closer to your climax, her rough movements suddenly stopped.

“awe, you didn’t get to cum, did you, baby?” she mocked, you whined out of impatience, bucking your hips for any type of friction, mumbling and muttering little ‘please’s as she chuckled. it was honestly pathetic.

“sooo needy. and you’re letting everybody see you like this, too. everyone can see how much of a fucking whore you really are, and you’re just letting it happen hm? you like being used by your best friend while a bunch of nobodies jerk off to it, don’t you, you dumb fucking bitch?” she giggled as your chest heaved up and down, desperately trying to find enough oxygen. then, she pulled out her fingers, which earned a slow whimper from you, proceeded to lick them thoroughly and turned to the chat.

“my loves, what do you think we should use on this poor, naughty little thing? she clearly would cum to basically anything at this point, i mean, have you seen her?” she mockingly said, spreading apart your pussy lips with two fingers so everybody saw how dripping wet you were, it was so embarrassing, but you loved it so much. “so, let your imagination run wildd.”

lots of objects were coming up, some of them absolutely ridiculous, but most people were suggesting something pretty average, like a vibrator or a dildo. isa, at that moment, was feeling cheeky, so she chuckled to herself and grabbed a vibrator from her drawer.

she motioned for you to get on your back, cunt diagonally facing the webcam, she set the toy on the highest level, not even bothering to look at the donations anymore. she was focused on you now, and only you.

“now, i’m gonna use this on you. you are not allowed to cum until i say you can, okay darling?” her eyes and voice lustful, like her only intention was to ruin every part of you, it sent chills down your spine. you nodded.

“words.” she added, you shivered. “y-yes ma’am.” is what weakly came out of your mouth, and in response, she laughed in your face.

“ma’am? god, you really are a whore. you’re like a stupid bitch in heat. you probably can’t even think right, poor thing.” she said, still laughing at you. soon enough, she pressed the vibrator against your clit, making you gasp at the sudden sensation. you swore you could’ve just came right then and there. but you couldn’t, you had to hold it in. for isa.

what felt like an hour passed and she pressed it harder, sometimes to the point that it hurt you, but she didn’t give a fuck about that. in fact, she wanted you to be in pain. she knew how much you wanted to cum, but she also knew the amount of effort you were putting in not to.

“pleaseeepleasepleaseplease isa let me cumm please i’ve been so g-good.” you begged, letting go of every last bit of dignity you had left, which already wasn’t a lot. but, you couldn’t help it, you felt like you were gonna explode.

“hmmm… do you guys think we should let her?” she asked the audience, gently massaging your folds as she continued abusing your core with the toy, making it almost numb. fuck, it hurt.

she looked at the chat with an innocent smile plastered on her face, waiting for responses. when she saw them appear, she was a bit disappointed on seeing that most of them were a bunch of approvals on letting you cum, but she also did agree that you’ve went through enough for that day.

she looked at your shaking body with amusement, because that’s all you were at that moment. a fucktoy, something to entertain her. “you wanna cum, love?” she asked, acting as if it wasn’t obvious enough. you nod eagerly. you quietly begged her to let you finish, breathy moans escaping your mouth also. then, she put the vibrator away and… replaced it with her mouth?? “then cum on my tongue.” she ordered.

the feeling of her mouth on you felt incredible, especially after having nothing but a vibration on your clit for 10 whole minutes. you honestly felt pathetic, because a singular swipe of the tongue is what brought you to your peak. you closed your eyes as the orgasm you’ve been waiting so long for hits you like a truck. you let out a long and loud moan, calling out to her in any way you could think of. that’s the thing, you weren’t able to think, it all just felt sososososo good.

“that’s right, show them how good i made you feel, y/n.”

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elryuse · 19 days

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Hey man good day,

I was thinking if you can feature Stayc's J for a yandere fic? Plus she's already on legal age and I haven't seen much StayC fics or smut that much so..

So the setting would probably be, a stepsister yandere? Thanks! 🍻

The Dark Descent Into Madness

Yandere Stepsister J X Male Younger Stepbrother Reader (Slight Smut)

J hummed along to the catchy tune playing in her studio, her voice a breathy whisper as she recorded her latest track. Sweat slicked her forehead, the air thick with the concentration that birthed chart-topping hits. Suddenly, a sickening thud echoed through the door, followed by a string of obscenities.

Panic jolted through her. J scrambled to her feet, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The door splintered inwards, revealing three burly figures leering at her. Fear coiled in her gut, sharp and cold. These weren't fans; their eyes held a predatory gleam that sent shivers down her spine.

Just as one of them lunged, a blur of fury materialized in the doorway. It was Y/n, her younger stepbrother, his face contorted in rage. He fought with a desperate ferocity honed by years of protective instincts towards his famous sister. But he was outnumbered, and soon, the tide turned.

J watched in horror as Y/n crumpled to the floor, a sickening crack echoing as his arm took a brutal blow. One of the men grabbed her, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. But before he could touch her, a primal scream ripped from her throat.

She lunged for a discarded microphone stand, the heavy metal a blur in her trembling hands. With a strength born of terror, she slammed it into his knee, the sickening crunch of bone music to her ears. The man howled in pain, his grip loosening. J didn't hesitate. She grabbed a stray phone charger, its cord a threatening whip, and lashed out at the remaining figures.

They weren't expecting such a ferocious counterattack from the seemingly delicate idol. In the ensuing chaos, Y/n managed to crawl towards a fire extinguisher. With a desperate heave, he unleashed a white cloud, momentarily blinding the attackers. It was their chance.

They scrambled out of the studio, the acrid smoke stinging their lungs. J slammed the door shut, collapsing against it, gasping for breath. Her bravado evaporated, leaving behind a trembling wreck. Hot tears streamed down her face as she rushed to Y/n's side.

He was a mess, his clothes torn, face bruised and bloodied. A choked sob escaped her lips as she cradled his head in her lap, wiping away the crimson blooming on his cheek. "Y/n, my Y/n," she whispered, her voice thick with terror and something else, a possessiveness that sent a tremor through her own body.

He winced as she gently cleaned his wounds, his gaze lingering on her a little too long. J felt a familiar warmth bloom in her stomach, a heat fueled not just by relief but by a primal urge to keep him safe, always.

The following days were a blur of doctor visits and hushed conversations. But beneath the surface, a storm brewed within J. The incident had ignited a possessive fire in her. The thought of any woman by his side, sharing his laughter, his touch, sent a tremor of jealousy through her.

One evening, Y/n came home late, a faint trace of perfume clinging to his clothes. J's heart hammered in her chest. He was supposed to be with her, not out with some nameless girl.

"Hey, J Noona" Y/n mumbled, a sheepish grin on his face as he saw her steely glare. "Sorry I'm late. Me and Sarah… uh… we just went to grab some food."

The name sent a spike of anger through her. "Sarah, huh?" J's voice was a low growl.

Y/n's smile faltered. "Noona, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" She slammed a photo on the table, the picture of a beaming Y/n with a pretty brunette plastered all over him. "You were supposed to be hanging out with me, remember?" There was a dangerous edge to her voice.

Y/n paled, his eyes widening. "Noona, it's not what it looks like. We were just…"

"Just what?" J cut him off, her voice a chilling whisper. The air crackled with unspoken tension.

Before he could reply, she was on him, her lips crushing against his in a searing kiss. It wasn't a kiss of affection, but of dominance, a desperate claim. Y/n froze, caught off guard by the sudden aggression.

J poured all her emotions into the kiss, her possessiveness, her fear, her need to feel him close. Her hands roamed his body, a stark contrast to the gentle way she usually touched him.

A gasp escaped Y/n's lips. His initial shock melted away, replaced by a response that sent another jolt through J. He kissed her back, his own hands finding purchase on her hips, pulling her closer.

The kiss deepened, a tangle of tongues and The air grew thick and humid, the scent of adrenaline and something altogether more primal clinging to them. Y/n, fueled by a desire he couldn't quite understand, deepened the kiss, his hand slipping beneath the hem of her oversized shirt, sending shivers down her spine.

J gasped, a mixture of surprise and a jolt of pleasure arcing through her. She explored his face with her hands, tracing the sharp angles of his jaw, feeling the stubble that prickled delightfully against her palm.

One of his hands moved up her back, sending a spark of heat igniting at the base of her spine. He fumbled with the clasp of her bra, a clumsy urgency in his movements that sent a thrill through her. The cool air on her exposed skin was a stark contrast to the burning heat rising within.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes glazed with desire. "Y/n," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper.

He stared at her, his own eyes heavy with a mix of confusion and something akin to desperateness. "Noona," he murmured, his voice thick. "I…"

But before he could finish his thought, she cut him off, her voice husky with barely contained desire. "Don't think," she whispered, her fingers trailing down his chest, sending shivers cascading down his body. "Just Enjoy."

With a groan, he pulled her flush against him, his lips finding a sensitive spot on her neck, sending sparks dancing across her skin. He trailed kisses down her collarbone, each touch a searing brand.

Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door shattered the heated atmosphere. J froze, her breath catching in her throat. Y/n pulled away, his chest heaving, his eyes searching hers.

"J?" came a muffled voice through the door. "It's Lia, are you alright?"

J cursed under her breath. It was her manager, always at the most inconvenient times. With a sigh, she pushed Y/n away, a wave of frustration washing over her. The moment was broken, the forbidden thrill hanging heavy in the air.

"J-Just a minute, Lia-nim" she called back, forcing a smile. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to appear composed.

Lia's voice came again, laced with concern. "Is Y/n there too?"

J hesitated. How much could she explain without raising suspicion? "Yeah, he's just… checking on my wounds," she lied, hating the lie even as it left her lips.

"Alright, dear. Just remember, you have a photo shoot tomorrow. Get some rest," Lia said, before her footsteps faded down the hallway.

J turned back to Y/n, a mixture of frustration and a flicker of desperation swirling in her eyes. "We can't… not now," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

"No," Y/n breathed, his own frustration mirroring hers. He stepped closer, his voice husky. "But we can't let this end either."

He leaned down, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to hers. "We'll find a way, Noona. We have to."

The promise hung heavy in the air, a silent pact forged in the aftermath of danger and ignited by a forbidden desire. As they embraced, the taste of her fear and his possessiveness lingered, a twisted yet intoxicating flavor that promised a dark and thrilling path ahead.

Days bled into weeks, a simmering tension hanging thick in the air between J and Y/n. They stole stolen glances, lingering touches, their forbidden passion a secret language only they understood. Sarah's name became a trigger, sending a tremor of possessiveness through J and a pang of guilt through Y/n.

One evening, after a particularly charged encounter that left them both breathless, J decided to take matters into her own hands. "Y/n," she started, her voice husky, "We can't keep doing this. Sarah… she's a threat."

Y/n stared at her, the guilt in his eyes turning to a flicker of understanding. "I know," he confessed, running a hand through his hair. "But, what are we supposed to do Noona?"

A cold glint flickered in J's eyes. "There's only one way," she said, her voice devoid of emotion. "Sarah can't be a part of this anymore."

Y/n's breath hitched. "N-noona, no. You can't…"

"Yes, I can," she interrupted, her voice gaining a steely edge. "For us, Y/n. Don't you see? We can't have a future together if she's still around."

The weight of her words settled on Y/n like a leaden weight. The possessiveness that had initially scared him now felt… comforting. He loved J, a twisted, forbidden love born from shared danger and stolen moments. The thought of losing her was unbearable.

"Alright," he finally whispered, a knot forming in his stomach. "But how?"

J leaned closer, a predatory glint in her eyes. "Leave that to me Love," she purred, her touch sending shivers down his spine. "You just need to trust me."

The following days were a blur of meticulous planning. J, fueled by a terrifying mix of love and possessiveness, orchestrated a seemingly accidental "leak" of Sarah's schedule. The fear in Y/n's eyes every time he looked at her fueled her resolve.

The night of Sarah's "accident" arrived, a storm mirroring the turmoil in J's heart. Y/n paced the room, worry etched on his face. J squeezed his hand, her touch surprisingly cold.

"It'll be alright Love, " she whispered, a lie heavy on her tongue.

The news report crackled to life, announcing Sarah's "tragic" car accident. Y/n blanched, his hand trembling in hers. J held him close, murmuring empty words of comfort, while inside, a chilling satisfaction bloomed.

The aftermath was a whirlwind of grief and fake condolences. J played the part of the devastated friend flawlessly, the guilt a dull ache in the pit of her stomach. But as Y/n held her close, his grief laced with a newfound dependence on her, the ache faded, replaced by a chilling emptiness.

Weeks turned into months, the memory of Sarah fading with each passing day. J and Y/n's bond deepened, their forbidden love blossoming in the darkness they had created. The guilt still lingered, a phantom limb, but it was overshadowed by the intensity of their twisted passion.

One evening, as they lay entangled in each other's arms, Y/n whispered, "J Noona, I love you. More than anything."

A ghost of a smile played on J's lips. "I love you too, Y/n," she murmured, her voice laced with a possessiveness that chilled him to the bone. "And together, we'll be unstoppable."

In that moment, Y/n realized the full weight of his choices. He was trapped, a willing prisoner in J's web of love and fear. But as he looked into her eyes, a terrifying truth dawned on him – a part of him, a dark, twisted part, craved this forbidden love, this chilling future they had built on the ashes of another life.

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shuhwaa · 5 months

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Sieun | Size kink [M]

Kinkmas 2023 - Day 14 Stayc Sieun x gn!reader words: ~700 genre: smut (dom!reader is very whipped for sub!Sieun, size kink (she's smaller than reader), semi-public sex, some nipple play, fingering (idol receiving)) warnings: none

You leave a trail of kisses up your girlfriend's neck and you hear her moaning under your touch as you wrap your fingers around her hand that fits so perfectly into yours. When you lift your head you bite your lip at the image of you towering above her in the mirror, and you chuckle when you see the blush dusted onto her cheeks.

"So cute..." you mutter with a smile, and when you bury your nose in the crook of her neck to scatter kisses on the other side as well, you add, "and so tiny." Sieun whines as she furrows her brows, but that expression is quickly wiped off her face as you dip a finger inside her with your hands down her sweatpants that she had worn for practice that day. You had come to visit her after doing some individual dance practice at her company, and somehow a simple conversation quickly turned to you pinning her against the big mirror, her back pressed against your chest, and your girlfriend trying her best to keep her voice down as she moans at every single one of your touches.

"W-what if someone walks in on us?" she voices a concern, squeezing her eyes shut when she feels you slowly pumping your fingers in and out of her.

"Don't worry, baby," you coo at her, now kissing her cheek. "I locked up." A whine of defeat coming from her tells you she still isn't completely satisfied with the situation, but it seems she also doesn't have the will to do anything about it. Instead, all she can do is continue to quietly whine at your touches, until the growing frustration becomes visible on her face, and she urges you on for more.

"Faster..." she whimpers, and how couldn't you comply when she's this cute?

"Of course..." you mutter absentmindedly, now letting go of her hand that's significantly smaller than yours, in order to have your fingertips roam her body. Fingering her just a little quicker, you let your free hand slip underneath her shirt, palm exploring her upper body as if it was the first time. Eventually you find her chest, cupping one of her breasts in your hand and rolling her nipple between your fingers, making her throw her head back.

"So small and cute..." you mutter again, squeezing her nipple and almost making her cry out if it wasn't for her biting down on her lower lip to suppress the sound. "I'm gonna go crazy because of how gorgeous you are one day..." you add, nipping at the skin on her nape while you feel her getting wetter from the way you're working your fingers on her. "Mind if I make you cum in a place like this?" you then ask. "I can't wait any longer, baby..."

"Mhm..." she whimpers as you speed up your movements and you watch her squirming in the mirror.

"What? Wanna cum?"

"Y-yes..." she desperately answers through gritted teeth, adding, "Please."

"Fuck, you're the cutest thing I've ever seen," you whisper a praise, before sliding your leg in between her thighs to push them further apart. Now having easier access, you slide your fingers just a bit further inside, and when you hit that perfect spot for her, Sieun mewls at your touch.

"R-right there...!" Seemingly having forgotten all about having to be quiet, she's now whimpering for you to keep going, and you can tell that she's coming close from the way she desperately clenches around your fingers.

"Cum for me, baby..." you growl into her ear from behind, and mere seconds later she comes undone in your arms. Whining at the way her orgasm washes over her, she quickly lifts her hand up to her mouth to bite down on the back of it, suppressing all other noises that would've otherwise escaped her while you finger her through her high.

Once she's coming down from it, you merely wrap her into a tight embrace, taking in the scent of her hair while burying your face in the strands.

"Let's continue at home?" you suggest, and your girlfriend nods, now fully engulfed in your arms.

"Yeah... then I'll make you feel good too."

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𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗮, 𝗗𝗮𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻, 𝗬𝗲𝗿𝗶, 𝗟𝗶𝗮, 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴, 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗦𝘂𝗮, 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗻, 𝗟𝗶𝗹𝘆, 𝗦𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻, 𝗥𝗲𝗶, 𝗪𝗼𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴, 𝗟𝗶𝘇, 𝗢𝗻𝗱𝗮, 𝗬𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻, 𝗕𝗮𝗵𝗶𝘆𝘆𝗶𝗵, 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘂𝗻, 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂, 𝗚𝗼𝘄𝗼𝗻, 𝗖𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗬𝗲𝗼𝗷𝗶𝗻, 𝐉𝐨 𝗬𝘂𝗿𝗶, 𝗘𝘂𝗻𝗵𝗮, 𝗨𝗺𝗷𝗶, 𝗦𝗶𝗲𝘂𝗻, 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝘂𝗻

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midastouch-zaza · 4 days

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Isa (StayC) always send pictures of her wearing really tight dresses that hugs her entire body to her secret boyfriend R! So that he'll ravage her, just what she wanted

How cute are the Stayc members! Such a lovely group! But...are they really so pure? I don't know the other five members, but I'm sure that Isa is so naughty in her private life. Not only she has a secret boyfriend nobody knows about it, even her members, but she's also so teasing and slutty with him.

Every occasion is good for me to send you pics wearing the most insanely tight dress, showing her curves and fluanting her curves in provoking poses. The dress are so short that half of her cheeks are exposed. "I bet your cock would fits perfectly in here", she would write in the caption, before sending you a second photo, this time sitting with her legs widely open, revealing her already wet and bare pussy. The slut was wearing nothing under that dress.

"Come here immediately!", you text back and, like the good bitch she is, she follows the order. You don't even give her the chance to get inside. You just bend her over on the doorstep, lift barely her dress, and just slam your cock in her hole, making her moan and purr. "Yes, Daddy, fuck this slutty kitty, ravage my stupid pussy", she would beg, her voice echoing in the hallway.

"I hope someone see us and the world discover what a slut you are", you groan, your hips thrusting inside her pink pussy, totally ruining in. Your hands goes to pull the upper part of her dress, revealing her breast to squeeze them. Now Isa is moaning like crazy, loving to be used and ravaged in that way when everyone think she's just a good girl.

Nobody can immagine her secret boyfriend is punishing her pussy with powerful thrusts, before filling her cunt with a ton of hot and sticky cum; her dress, that she used to tease you, now is nothing more than a rag around her waist.

#kpop smut #kpop thoughts #girl group smut #kpop x male reader #girl groups x male reader #stayc smut #stayc isa #stayc x male reader #isa smut #isa x male reader

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sweet4roma · 2 months

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can you write something abt isa? IDK WHAY NO ONE WRITES ABT HER LIKE SHES SO PRETTY AND HOT AND EVERYTHING I NEED TO READ MORE OF HER

ty for the request!! and yes i agree she is the prettiest girl ever snd she so underrated!! hope you like it :3

I’ll try

pairing: dom!isa x sub!fem!reader

wc: 0.5k

warnings: smut, pussy eating, established relationship?, no aftercare, thats it ig

‘Do you think i can take the lead tonight?’ you girlfriend asked you as she pulled away from a kiss. She was seated on your lap, with her slender fingers caressing your cheeks. Her request took you aback, as she was usually a pillow princess and a subby person overall. But you couldn’t refuse Isa, she was basically seducing you with her eyes right now.

‘Do you think you can handle it?’ you smiled at her. ‘I’ll try’

That was all she said before diving once again into your lips. This kiss was significantly rougher than the first one. She quickly began biting your lips as to make you open your mouth, and when you did, she slipped her tongue inside, exploring the inside of it. As eager as she was she even sucked your tongue for a little bit, this new version of her giving you a heartbeat between your legs.

She further moved to you neck where she bit your flesh, licking it afterwards to soothe the pain. Isa’s hand moved under your shirt and went to your breasts, where she squeezed one of them through your bra.

‘take it off, baby’ she demanded which you happily obeyed. Everything was moving so fast that you didn’t even notice her taking one of your nipples in her mouth, sucking roughly at it. ‘fuck, isa’ you moaned, gripping her hair. You could feel her smile into your chest.

Getting impatient, you started pushing her head downwards, so she could get to where you needed her most faster. She clicker her tongue but decided to listen to you.

Luckily for you and Isa, you were wearing a skirt so it was easy for her to just slide her head between your legs, disappearing inside of your skirt. The sight was so pretty, you wanted to take a photo.

Your mind went dizzy as you felt her tongue press against your panties, sloppily making out with your covered cunt. You couldn’t stop your moans and whimpers anymore, but you know your sweet sounds were music to your girl’s ears. You felt her move your panties to the side, now making full contact with your pussy. Her warm tongue moved up and down your lips, and brought you closer to your orgasm without any full on touches.

‘Do you like this?’ Isa asked you as she brought your fingers to your entrance, pushing in two at once, streching you. She felt your walls tightened against her fingers, and by the sounds you were making you definitely liked it. ‘More… more’ your mind went cloudly as her fingers combined with her tongue on your clit eventually made you cum on her face, having her drink it up instantly.

Coming up back to you, she gave you a kiss, making you taste yourself on her tongue. ‘how’d i do?’ she asked excitedly. How could you forget that the girl who ripped an orgasm out of you was actually the sweetest girl ever? You kissed her in response. ‘you did so good, baby, let’s sleep now’ she obliged, snuggling agaisnt you.

Maybe change wasn’t so bad.

#sweet4roma #stayc smut #stayc x fem reader #stayc isa #isa smut #isa x reader #chaeyoung smut

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grossditz · 7 months

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i just know seeun is big on orgasm control nd like the power trip of it all??? she'd definitely edge you for hours just to see when you'd break AHHHHH

- 🧁

baby you are so right ! seeun loves feeling all powerful and in control when it comes to you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 so its only natural she gravitates to orgasm control !!! loves attaching her pretty pink lips on your cunt for hours just so she can tease you with her tongue! refusing to let you cum time and time again to the point you're squirming and whimpering for her <3 let me mention she also loves pressing down on your lower abdomen too! loving the way you nearly break the rules and cum all over her mouth!!!

this is a bit self indulgent but she loves edging you when tribbing omg 😵‍💫 pussy rubbing on yours in a mind numbing rhythm. loves it so so much because you always end up all messy under her T_T everything all wet n sticky bcs how can you listen when she keeps slamming her hips onto yours!!!!! seeun tongue kisses too. stay with me this will make sense!!!!!!!!!!! she'll get you all needy by pressing her tongue in your mouth and never fully kissing you, rubbing your cheek and everything! you have to whine into her mouth and ask her to please just kiss you once :( loves hearing you beg omg. back to the point! seeun uses tease kissing to distract you from the orgasm building up and by the time you notice, shes already pulling away and leaving your pussy all puffy n needy for her :(

this isn't really relevant but seeun so calls you princess or angel when shes making you cream around her :( and she so likes being called mommy 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#jias 𓏲˖ 🧁 nonie! ˖ ࣪ ᰔ #seeun ୨୧ #stayc smut #stayc seeun smut #yoon seeun smut #seeun smut #stayc hard hours #stayc hard thoughts #stayc x reader #stayc scenarios #stayc imagines

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notacelestialbeing · 10 months

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upcoming pieces

➵ into you (yunjin x f!reader) fluff

➵ masquerade (chaewon x f!reader) mature

➵ rotate (lisa x f!reader) mature/fluff

➵ still with you (yunjin x f!reader) slight angst/fluffy/suggestive

➵ criminal (tiffany x f!reader) mature with a mommy kink, + a chapter au.

+ a bunch more on loona, wjsn, snsd, dreamcatcher, itzy, stayc, etc.

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ningvory · 4 months

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♡ the library

welcome to my library! here will be all the library navigations! <3

for all my major works, check out #ningvory <3

AESPA

LE SSERAFIM

TWICE

IVE

RED VELVET

STAYC

ITZY

#ningvory #aespa smut #le sserafim smut #ive smut #stayc smut #twice smut #aespa x fem reader #le sserafim x fem reader #ive x fem reader #stayc x fem reader #twice x fem reader #red velvet smut #red velvet x female reader #itzy smut #itzy x fem reader #kpop smut

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pupyuj · 9 months

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— UP NEXT . . .

fics ;

— "ruin our friendship," [dom!kim gaeul x sub!taken!reader]

— "favorite season?" [g!pdom!jo haseul x sub! reader]

— "after you," [dom!TA!winter x sub!teacher!reader.]

— "whirlwind," [dom!babysitter!ningning x sub!mom!reader.]

— "surreal," [dom!demon!jang wonyoung x sub!human!innocent!reader.]

series / smau ;

— "i'm all you'll need," series. beach doll/whore au. [g!pdom!various idols x sub!reader]

— "everybody talks," smau. [g!pswitch!ahn yujin x switch!7th member!reader]

!! REQUESTING FAQS !!

> requests that are in the 'priority' list are the ones that either came first, or ones that i'm interested enough to focus on!

> requests that are in the 'other' list are ones that will be taking a longer time to be made!

> requests that are in the 'pending' list are ones that i'm still thinking about whether i should write it or scrap it!

> please note that i get busy, lazy, or simply hit by a writer's block a lot so some requests, even the ones in the priority list, aren't going to be uploaded in a consistent time frame djfhfifjvk...

request / priority (2 max) ;

— "little things," [(soft) dom!ahn yujin x sub!reader]

— "the catch," [dom!chou tzuyu x sub!reader]

request / other ;

— "dreamlike," [dom!stepsis!jang wonyoung x sub!innocent!reader]

— "nobody can be too innocent," [sub!virgin!jang wonyoung x dom!perv!reader]

— "one of one," [dom!toxic!ahn yujin x sub!innocent!reader]

— "lucid," [dom!jeong jinsol x sub!reader]

— "lovefool," [g!pdom!hwang yeji x sub!reader x g!pdom!shin ryujin]

request / pending ;

— none.

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ryulvrs · 1 month

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- - selene, 19, she/her, bi w/ a fem lean @hoshliaz <3

i write mostly gg nsfw drabbles/fics/hcs! i am open to bgs occasionally though. im new to tumblr, so help/critiques are welcomed! however im not too new to fic writing. please read my rules before requesting! . men & minors DNI.

- - rules : i write typically itzy, aespa, le sserafim, or my favs (full list of idols i write for is below!) but im very open to writing others with requests. i do not write about minors (nsfw or sfw). i write a lot of f!reader, x idol, and g!p. i dont write x m!reader, although. im open to kinks! but if they make me uncomfortable i wont do it. some heavy no’s are non-con, age regression, extreme bdsm, and somnophilia.

masterlist here ! ! !

- - idols i write for ! 🐼

- itzy

- aespa

- le sserafim (no eunchae)

- gidle

- loona

- ive (no leeseo)

@ryulvrs . 🪩

#gg smut #itzy smut #le sserafim smut #kpop oneshots #kpop imagines #smut #gxg smut #wlw #ive smut #gidle smut #itzy x reader #itzy imagines #gidle x reader #ive x reader #le sserafim x reader #stayc x reader #twice x reader #txt x reader

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hwaflms · 18 days

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round & round! ★ [ l.dh ]

{💭} hyuck : i suggested playing spin the bottle because i wanted to kiss you, but now everyone’s kissing you except me :/

[☆] pairing. haechan x reader, slight jaemin x reader ft. 00’ line, chaewon of lesserafim and sieun of stayc

[☆] genre. smut + fluff | stoner!nct, pwp bc it’s me

[☆] wc. 6.1k

[☆] warnings. explicit content (mdni), weed/marijuana use, lots of making out, slight choking, dirty talk, fingering, sexual stuff in a semi-public place, use of the word ‘slut’, very slight degradation, not very proofread, pretty tame tbh

[☆] notes. my first time writing again in like??? two years???? istg i didn’t mean to abandon this acc 😞 pls be nice i haven’t written in a while and this is not my most favourite work but i’m warming up for more stuff in da future i just wanted to post a lil self-indulgent smth abt hyuck bc bf☝️ idk how active i’ll be because of uni and other things but i missed u guys!!! any feedback is appreciated enjoy :p

even through the clouds of smoke engulfing the little living room of jeno and jaemin’s shared flat, your hooded eyes still met.

today was an important day amongst your friend group; it was chaewon’s first time smoking up with everyone. your friends weren’t really the type to pressure anyone into doing anything they weren’t sure about, but considering the astounding majority who enjoyed smoking some variation of weed, group sessions were a frequent occurrence. you either joined in or didn’t, chaewon being the latter until she decided of her own accord that she was going to try it with the people she trusted.

you sesh with jeno most often, seeing as he was the one who introduced you to weed and taught you everything you know about it. after weeks of listening to you complain about sleepless nights, jeno suggested you try smoking a joint before you go to bed, especially since it was starting to affect your attendance. (“i can’t keep attending these zoology classes without you, y/n. every time something stupid happens, i laugh and make a joke out loud because i forget you aren’t there, and now i’m pretty sure people think i’m either insane or just really fucking lonely”.)

now, smoking up has been a pretty regular occurrence, especially since jeno introduced you to a bunch of his friends and vice versa, all of you making up one big, happy group of stoners. chaewon and sieun were your friends who got along with everyone else just fine, and though they didn’t hang out with the others as much as you did, they were still welcome whenever.

presently, you are leaning back against the couch, all the way on the end, because jaemin is sprawled out alongside you, opting to rest his legs on your lap. haechan makes a joke that you don’t understand, but you laugh anyway along with everyone else, except renjun who covers up his laugh with cough.

“you can never let me have it, huh?”, hyuck scoffs, narrowing his eyes at renjun who’s mouth forms a thin line. “i know for a fact you find me funny.”

you hear that he makes a remark back at haechan but what he says doesn’t register in your head, everything sounding far away. remembering the special occasion, you turn to face chaewon and sieun, who are giggling away on the floor about something between the two of them. you don’t know what they said but you smile anyway. she clearly seemed like she was having a good trip, and so was everyone else.

swallowing nothing, you realise how dry your throat feels, and with that realisation came this undeniable desire for some form of liquid. “jen,”, you tilt your head back and call out to the boy who was already rolling another joint on the table behind you. “did you end up buying more coke?”

“check the fridge”, he mumbles without looking at you, tongue poking his cheek out of concentration as he focuses on what he was doing. with a groan, you heave jaemin’s legs off your lap, muttering a couple ‘sorry’s when he starts to complain about the change in position.

you all but float to the kitchen, heading straight for the fridge and spotting the fresh cans of coke placed neatly in the overcrowded appliance. the first gulp feels like heaven against your parched throat, taking a few more while standing there.

“you gonna share or no?”, a voice startles you, turning to find haechan’s figure looming right behind you with a dopey smile on his face.

“god, we need to get you a bell or something. i never hear you coming”, you roll your eyes before grabbing two glasses from the cabinet. you’re disappointed to see that there was no ice in their freezer, but you pour the drink into the glass anyway.

“why are you pouring it into a glass?”, haechan furrows his eyebrows, looking pointedly between the glass and the literal can in your hand. “now we have to wash two glasses when we could’ve just drank it from the can.”

he’s right, of course, but you’re not gonna tell him that. instead, you pretend that you were planning on adding some lemon juice to the drink because you saw it on instagram. while you figure he doesn’t believe you, he humours you anyway and tries your little concoction, which ends up being pretty damn good.

out of all of jeno’s friends, haechan definitely stood out to you. you didn’t really understand why, you were just drawn to him, even way back before you met him, when jeno used to tell you about his friends. “loud and annoying” were the words he used to describe him, but the smile that appeared on his face anyway let you know that he was someone special to jeno. this was not to say his other friends weren’t special, you got along incredibly well with all of them, meshing right in with their group.

as of right on cue, jaemin’s voice loudly sounds out from the living room, “are you guys fucking in there or what?”.

sighing, you pick up your glass and begin to walk out of the kitchen, but not before purposely knocking haechan’s shoulder when you walk past him, hearing him snort before following you out as you exit the room. perhaps if you had lingered in the kitchen for a couple seconds longer, you would’ve heard haechan muttering something along the lines of “i wish” under his breath.

“jeez, took you long enough, can i have some of that?”, renjun drawls, lifting himself off the armchair with a smile, to which you roll your eyes but pass him your glass anyway. you sit down on the floor opposite the couch and he looks as if he is about to compliment your drink-making skills before haechan cuts him off.

“dude, chaewon and sieun look like they’re about to fall asleep, let’s do something”, he half yawns out, opting to stroll over to your spot on the floor and sinking down next to you.

“not…sleepy…”, chaewon murmurs, but her voice is muffled because her cheek is pressed against sieun’s shoulder, both of them sprawled out on the floor like it was a comfortable bed.

“sure you aren’t…”, jeno chides with a smile, getting up from the table to walk over to where all of you were situated. he twirls his newly rolled joint between his fingers, finally holding it out in his palm as if it were some magical gadget, and if you were being fully honest, you were sold. “round 2? or 3, I can’t really remember…”

some words of agreement were muttered across the room, chaewon and sieun even groggily getting up from what looked like a very comfortable napping spot. another rotation began, and you made sure to blow out your smoke directly into an unsuspecting haechan’s face when it was your turn.

“let’s play a game or something”, jaemin suggests, taking a long puff and passing it to jeno who sat beside him, and soon the room was hazy once again, the smell of weed infiltrating your nostrils.

“like what?”, chaewon coughs weakly in between her hit and renjun pats her back before he hands her your coke that you hadn’t received back after you gave it to him. so long for that.

“monopoly?”, jeno offers with a shrug and haechan lets out an obnoxious snore as a reply, making you laugh but you cover it up with a cough when you meet jeno’s playfully narrowed eyes. “okay then, big guy, what’s your incredible idea?”

haechan appears to actually think about it for a moment, looking around the room for some sort of inspiration maybe, until his eyes land on you.

“okay jaemin, get that empty wine bottle from last week, we’re playing spin the bottle”, he is grinning from ear to ear, wiggling his eyebrows even though all his suggestion receives is a bunch of groans and sighs.

your eyebrows are raised however, and you try not to let your reaction show too much on your face. spin the bottle? you hadn’t played that since you were maybe fourteen, but that was the least of your concerns at the moment. haechan wanted to play spin the bottle? who was he hoping to kiss? or was it just a whimsical little suggestion that was more of a joke?

it didn’t fully seem like he meant it as a joke, judging by his expression as he awaited some actual responses from the group. “what are we, fourteen?”, renjun might as well have read your mind, but he soon joins you and haechan on the floor, the others following suit. jaemin presents the empty bottle and places it in the middle of the little circle you have formed, everyone seeming slightly more keen as the joint runs out.

maybe it was the thc talking, but it didn’t really seem like a bad idea to you anymore. you were all single, attractive and close enough that it wouldn’t make things weird, and most importantly, you wouldn’t mind getting more familiar with haechan’s lips.

you shocked your own self with the sudden lewd thoughts in your head about the male sitting next to you, squirming in your position slightly. he turns his head towards you like he could hear your thoughts (“shut up, y/n, he can’t hear your thoughts…right?”) and you swear his eyes soften a bit. “are you sure you wanna play?”, he asks softly, mistaking your tenseness for discomfort, but you shake your head a little too quickly for your liking.

“no, no, let’s play, it’s not like we have anything better to do, right?”, you feign indifference and after everyone else agrees, the bottle is spun for the first time by haechan.

much to renjun’s dismay, it lands on him, and it’s almost comical the way he looks at the bottle pointing at him before slowly looking up at haechan. “renjunnie, let me kiss you”, haechan whines in a high pitched tone while drawing out the “you”, puckering his lips expectantly. the next three minutes consist of renjun listing every single person he would rather kiss than haechan, and you’d have half the mind to volunteer yourself if you weren’t clutching at your sides laughing at the whole exchange, slapping at both jeno and sieun who tried and failed to dodge your waving hands.

renjun finally relents when chaewon suggests he lets him kiss his cheek instead, but haechan is no quitter so he makes sure that he plants the loudest, most wet kiss on his face before sighing in victory when he sits back down. renjun is not the most happy with this, and he tells jaemin to take his turn instead while he rushes off to the bathroom to wash his face. hyuck looks indignant, calling out behind renjun, asking if he wants another one.

taking the turn instead of renjun, jaemin spins the bottle harshly, and it spins and spins and spins for what seemed like an eternity. your eyes are so focused on the way the bottle looks as it spins that you don’t even notice that it has stopped, until jeno nudges you with his shoulder. it’s neck is pointed directly at you, and you finally look up from your trance at jaemin, who wears an undeniable smirk on his face.

while you didn’t exactly see him that way, there was absolutely no denying that jaemin was a very attractive man, and he was no different presently, the sleeves of his hoodie rolled up as he propped himself up with his arms, looking at you expectantly.

you don’t want to look at haechan right now, because you can see out of the corner of your eye that his face is looking straight forward, not at you or jaemin, just forward. you wonder what is going through his head, but your thoughts are cut short when jaemin scoots closer to you in the circle.

“are you okay with this?”

and when you think about, you are. “yeah, i mean it’s just a game”, you reply, not wanting to ruin the fun or raise any suspicions, to which jaemin agrees and inclines his head towards you.

he kisses you, more fully than you were expecting, but you had no complaints really as you kissed him back, titling your head in the opposite direction to slip your lips over his. you wonder if your lips were as dry as they felt, and in the back of your mind it registers that your friends are watching you kiss your other friend because they hoot and giggle, but you can’t really bring yourself to care.

jaemin’s lips taste sweet and he smells sweet, his touch soft as he brings a hand up to your cheek, gently holding it while he continues kissing you. it probably wasn’t as long as it felt, but jaemin finally pulls away, the remnants of his sweet chapstick lingering on your lips. you are aware of how hot your face feels when you pull away and return to your spot, tucking your hair behind your ears.

“dude, what chapstick do you use?”, you ask after clearing your throat, and jaemin rummages in his pant pocket for a moment before whipping out a cute pink tube, holding it out in front of him. “strawberry dream, baby”, he winks, reapplying it on his lips. “never go anywhere without it.”

renjun returns after god knows how long, stating that he had to re-do his skin care routine because haechan had completely thrown off his skin’s ph balance, and is saddened to hear that he missed witnessing you and jaemin.

the game continues in a steadfast manner for the next couple of rounds thanks to haechan insisting we play one more round, though it doesn’t exactly go in the manner you were hoping for. the group is practically in tears after watching jeno and jaemin share an awkward kiss, chaewon arguing that they can’t claim “no homo” because it was the most homo thing she’d seen in a while, and that was saying a lot because she was, in fact, gay.

you have now kissed sieun, jaemin once again and an especially endearing renjun, who’s cheeks and tips of his ears are painted a bright red after you plant a full peck on his waiting lips. haechan grumbles something about renjun not having kissed anyone besides his mom to explain his reaction, but jeno is quick to cut renjun off before another argument ensues.

“i don’t know about you guys, but i think that’s enough exchanging of saliva for one day”, he all but sighs, lying down on the floor dramatically. while you do agree, you’re disheartened, because not once has the bottle landed on you when spun by haechan, or the other way around. it feels like the universe is fucking with you, because really how many times can you spin a bottle between a group of seven people and not have it land on the one person you want to kiss even once.

haechan looks like he wants to say something, but appears to decide against it in the end, stretching and standing up. it is then mutually agreed by everyone that it was time to watch a movie.

“super bad?”, jaemin proposes, and even though most people had already watched the movie, no one argues against it and jeno starts setting up the movie on their big screen tv.

settling into the couch, you glance over at haechan and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling a tad bit disappointed. this whole spin the bottle thing makes you wonder about all the other times where you could have had an opportunity to make a move on the brown-haired boy.

you’d gone on long drives together, gone partying, even drank with just each other a couple of times. the closest the two of you had ever come to crossing that line was while you where dancing at a party and his arms were looped around your waist from behind, slowly swaying to the beat. you’d danced with him tons of times before that but you recall thinking the air was a little different than normal, more heated, but you also recall mistaking renjun for your professor, so you didn’t trust yourself. the moment came and went, and neither of you ever had the balls to address it, and now it had been way too long since to bring it up.

“this seat taken?”, haechan snaps you out of your bitter thoughts, jerking his head towards the spot on the couch next to you. you clear your throat and shake your head, scooting over slightly so he could sink down next to you. “what’s up, y/n, you look a little…not present. you still high?”

it’s funny because your mind certainly wasn’t present, it was in the gutter, but you choose to blame the weed. “yeah, i’m still high”, you answered truthfully, and so was he, his red, hooded eyes a dead giveaway.

“okay, perfect, i wanted to show you this stupid tiktok i saw”, he’s pulling his phone out of his pocket and leaning closer to you to show you some video of a cat, or maybe a dog, you weren’t paying attention. he laughs at whatever the animal did, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he does so, and you observe him instead of watching. when he doesn’t hear you laugh, he peeks over at you but you’re quick to turn your head back to his phone, letting out a very late giggle at the video.

if he did catch you, he doesn’t mention it, continuing to scroll and show you more videos. jeno finally gets the movie set up and turns off the lights, taking up the final seat left on the couch. the movie begins, and everyone falls into a comfortable silence bar hyuck, who makes the occasional comment that earns him a snort from you each time.

at some point during the movie, haechan stretches his arms out behind him, placing his arm on the head of the couch directly behind you. glancing at him quickly, you can’t tell whether the action was purposeful or not, because if it was, he was doing a very good job of looking nonchalant. you try your best to ignore it, but his hand is resting directly above your shoulder, inches away from touching you- but it never does.

you had never noticed what nice hands haechan had before. long and slender, nails clipped short and clean, his middle, ring and index finger adorned with various silver rings. you note that he wears three rings on his left hand, but none on his right. his right hand sits on top of one of his thighs, two of his fingers drumming against it following some rhythm going on in his head. his fingers are long, and the only thing you can think about is just how nice they would feel inside–

no, no, no, stop it, since when are you this horny?

you realise stressing out about how horny you are all of a sudden is just going to lead to a bad trip and you don’t want that, and you want to clear your head. even though you’re feeling a different kind of thirsty, you figure a distraction for a couple minutes would be helpful, so you excuse yourself to go get some water, jumping up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen. unbeknownst to you, haechan’s watchful eyes follow your figure as you exit the room.

finally away and in the kitchen, you fill up a glass and lean over the sink, closing your eyes to collect yourself. you can finish the movie without driving yourself crazy over haechan, right? tonight is no different than any other hangout and you don’t want to weird haechan out with your unnecessary staring and poorly concealed thirsting. you just need to stop thinking about his stupid hands, his stupid thighs, his stupid hair and his stupid kissable lips. “kissable? lock in, y/n, lock in…”

“who are you talking to?”

you wince but don’t turn around, eyes screwed shut tightly. you’ve been gone for a couple minutes and you don’t know when he left the room, but you put down the glass and turn to face him.

“what’s got you so jumpy?”, he questions, leaning against the counter. his arms are folded and his gaze is piercing, face tilted slightly to the left as he observes you. this is the second time he’s startled you in the kitchen today and also happens to be the very reason you’ve been so jumpy.

“nothing, i just…god, you need to starting announcing your entry into a room, dude…”

he furrows his eyebrows but lets out a chuckle anyway, slowly sauntering over to where you stood. eyes never leaving yours, he now stands directly in front of you, caging you in between the sink and his body. the closer proximity and dim lighting isn’t helping your case in the slightest, feeling all hot and bothered as if there was a sudden change in temperature. “what’s happening? you’re usually never like this, we’ve smoked up together so many times. are you having a bad trip?”

you understand why he might think that, what with your jerky movements, dazed staring and just overall disconnected demeanour. while you were wound up a little tighter than usual, you weren’t having a bad trip, your mind was just very slightly preoccupied. “no, hyuck, i’m fine, i just…needed some water”, it’s a half-lie you tell, choosing to not tell him the full truth for the sake of your own pride.

“you just seem…off”, he seems to pick his words carefully, eyes roaming over the expanse of your face. “no, i just…”, you trail off to try and find the words to explain this situation away, but he’s just looking at you so intensely. it’s so silent in the room and the air feels all too still, and you swear you’re trying to speak coherently but haechan switches his weight to his other leg, wetting his lips with his tongue while he awaits an answer and you just freeze. “i…”

“‘i’ what? see? you’re doing it again”, he starts, running a hand through his hair, and the muted light that leaks in through the window illuminates only one half of his face, but you can see him so clearly that even the way his pretty eyelashes brush against his cheek when he blinks doesn’t go unnoticed by you. you’re subconsciously chewing on your bottom lip, feeling a little like a deer caught in headlights. “you have this look in your eye. like you wanna…”

“…what?”

everything is still and unmoving, until your eyes zero in on haechan’s hand as he raises it, slowly bringing it to graze his fingers over your cheek. his touch leaves a burning hot trail on your skin and using his thumb, he releases your bottom lip from under your teeth, hand lingering cautiously for a fleeting moment before he drops it.

“like what, haechan?”, you repeat yourself, urging him to just say whatever it is he has to say, getting tired of this back and forth. you could sell a kidney just to see what was going on in his mind right now, because he looks torn between speaking his mind and just staying silent.

“like you want to kiss me.”

a few beats of complete and utter silence pass, not even hearing the dull sound of the television in the living room anymore over the thudding of your heart in your ears. haechan takes a small and tentative step towards your frozen figure, gripping the counter you’re using to lean against with his right hand, effectively trapping you in your place. now you really are a deer caught in headlights, because he’s spoken what you’ve been thinking about for the past couple hours into existence and he is absolutely correct.

“am i wrong, pretty?”

judging by your sharp intake of breath and open-mouthed expression, you’d have to be a fool to think otherwise. he looks as if he’s waiting for you to answer him regardless, giving you a chance to get out of this, but your voice is no longer functioning, and it takes all the strength in your body to shake your head ‘no’.

his eyes flicker between your eyes and your lips, tongue peeking out to lick his lips again. “i suggested playing spin the bottle because i wanted to kiss you”, his voice is strained as he admits this, quiet and careful like he’s holding back while his eyes are trained on yours like he’s daring you to break eye contact. you don’t. “but then everyone else was kissing you but me.”

normally you would giggle at his little frown, but all you can muster up is a whisper of his name, finally breaking his all-consuming eye contact in favour of looking at his lips again. you don’t know who moves first, but the next thing you know is your lips are pressed together in a fierce kiss, your hands tangled in his soft, brown locks while he grip your waist and pull you into him.

he kisses you like a man starved and you do the same with equal fervour, not even being able to process that your little daydream is coming true. his hand comes up to caress your cheek, soon moving down your neck after stroking your face softly, using it to tilt your head for you. the position of his hand is very purposeful because his thumb presses into your throat ever so slightly, but his grip is still tight enough that you couldn’t break the kiss (not that you wanted to, anyway). the other hand snakes around your waist and pulls you impossibly closer, pressing his hips into yours.

you’re positively drunk off the feeling of haechan’s lips molding over yours and you think you might just ascend when he tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, using the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. body on fire, you mewl against his lips, swirling your own tongue around his while he slowly but surely bucks his hips into yours.

no wards are spoken while your hands thread through his hair, pulling on it and letting out a sound of surprise into his mouth when his hand trails down to your ass and grips it harshly. he finally releases you from the searing kiss, but he doesn’t let you catch your breath, instead spinning you around in his hold so that his front presses tightly into your back, hands slipping around your waist from behind. this feels like a déjà vu kind of moment because you are reminded of the time when you both were dancing in this exact position, except this time you were getting exactly what you wanted.

“you know how bad i wanted this?”, his voice echoes your thoughts and breaks the silence, hands running up and down your front in a teasing manner. lifting your shirt up slightly, he trails his fingers over the exposed skin of your torso and the action makes you squirm in his hold a little, and much to your surprise, he groans lewdly against your ear. “fuck, i’ve been thinking of this for so long. kissing you, having my hands all over you…”

you get the sense he’s talking more to himself than you, but you revel in it nonetheless. his hand grips your jaw and squishes your cheeks together so your lips form a pout, forcing it to the side where he plants one, two, three kisses to your puckered mouth. his other hand slips further up your shirt where he brazenly cups your boob through your bra, fondling one of them while his tongue peeks out to flick at your bottom lip.

you’re putty in his arms, all gasps and squirms and whispered ‘haechan’s. “what, baby?”, he mumbles into your cheek, the hand gripping your jaw letting go in order to slink down to your hip where it lingers for a moment. “what do you want?”

your lack of answer doesn’t bode well with him, earning you a tight squeeze to your hip as a kind of warning. “need you to touch me”, you whisper out defeatedly, and you feel haechan laugh mockingly against your face.

“yeah? need me to touch you?”, he mimics your voice while tutting, letting his hand slip further down to where you needed him the most, but not letting you have it just yet. “think you can be a good girl and keep quiet for me? we don’t need everyone outside hearing what a little slut you’re being in here.”

everyone outside. the fact that you were just a room away from all your friends who were sat watching a fun little movie together had completely slipped your mind, but if you were being honest, you couldn’t find it in you to give a shit. everything about your current disposition was so dirty. one hand under your shirt, the other about two seconds away from fingering you right in the middle of your friends’ kitchen, while said friends were sat outside, unaware of the goings-on under their own roof.

though you didn’t think actually getting caught in this position would be the most pleasant experience, the idea of it dampened your panties and caused you to whine out loud, tilting your head back against haechan’s shoulder. you receive an immediate hand clamped over your mouth in return, haechan tutting in your ear condescendingly. “looks like the little slut can’t follow a simple request.”

even though he reprimands you, his hands begin fumbling with the button of your jeans anyway, undoing it and pulling the zipper down. one hand comes up to wrap around your front and rests on your shoulder, holding you in place, and the other he sticks down your pants and cups your heat but makes no effort to move, chuckling when you try to move yourself against it. his crotch ruts against the swell of your ass and for you, any friction is better than no friction at the moment. with one hand gipping the arm around your shoulder, you slip the other behind you to palm at his hard cock over his pants, making him let out a sound of approval.

“please, hyuck”, you shake your face free of his hand and turn to look him in the eye, and he grips your throat and presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

he seems to accept your plea, finally moving his hand against you and you breathe a sigh of relief, lost in the feeling of his fingers rubbing circles on your clit over your wet underwear. he’s quick to slip his hand inside your panties, cold fingers pressed directly on to your bare pussy, spreading your wetness all over you. when he ultimately slips a finger into your tight, waiting core, you moan but it’s cut short when he slaps his hand over your mouth again. “keep. quiet.”

if someone were to walk in, the two of you would be a sight to see. you writhing in his tight hold while his hand is stuffed in your pants, two fingers pistoning in and out of you at a fast pace as his forehead is pressed against the side of your face, releasing short breaths. you look positively fucked out, and you’re both in a state of complete bliss as you grind against each other in a timely rhythm.

“my pretty girl. if i had known you wanted this too, i would’ve just grabbed you and kissed you like i wanted, in front of everyone.”

his voice is honey-like and sultry, and his fingers are nothing short of heavenly. they pump in and out of you, and he still manages to use his thumb to toy with your clit in this position, leaving you breathless and on the edge. “can’t believe jaemin and renjun got to kiss you before me.”

you’re so wet that your cunt makes downright sinful noises as he fingers you and you’re hoping that it isn’t really as loud as it seems. “you’re so wet, angel. so this is what had you all jumpy today”, he laughs like he’s stating the obvious, and you’d have half the mind to feel shy if his ministrations didn’t feel so fucking good right now.

you’re aware that you’re close and so is he because you’re clenching around his fingers, so he quickens his pace both inside you and against your clit. “you gonna cum for me, baby? right here, in the middle of kitchen, while everyone’s outside?”, he purrs against your face and you grip the part of his arm that isn’t shoved in your pants, digging your nails into his skin in a way that’s sure to leave a mark. his words make you feel dirty in the best way, not even knowing you could feel this turned on.

he peppers kisses along your jaw and neck, sucking here and there, and through the pale moonlight bleeding into the room from the window, the red blemishes that begin to bloom on your skin are visible to hyuck, and he seems pleased with his artwork. “that’s it, sweetheart, let go for me.”

your moans are muffled against his palm when you finally come, the orgasm ripping through you so strongly that you go limp in his hands, legs almost buckling at the sensation. with the added boost of the weed you smoked earlier, your orgasm is immense, feeling it pulse through your body until it’s too much, whining and wriggling in haechan’s firm hold. he holds you still and helps you ride out your high, whispering utterances of “that’s right, baby” and “my good girl” into your ear while you throw your head back and try to regulate your breathing.

in a moment, his hand slips out of your pants, turning you back around so you’re now facing him, grinning down at you from ear to ear as if you both hadn’t just defiled jaemin and jeno’s kitchen. “you feeling okay?”, he mumbles, tucking your hair behind your ear with the hand that wasn’t soaked, pressing a number of kisses all over your face as you nod and giggled, trying to evade his attack. he lets you go just to wash his hands, and it’s when he dries his wet hands on the material of his pants that you notice his raging boner, immediately feeling bad.

“wait hyuck, let me–“

as if he’s reading your mind once again, he shakes his head and takes both of your hands into his, wrapping them around his own waist while pulling you into him. “we can save that for another time, pretty”, he insists, his expression turning shy when he realises the implications behind his words. “that is, i-if you want another time, of course–“

it’s your turn to cut him off this time, but you do so by leaning up and connecting your lips again, bring a hand up to stroke his cheek. “of course i want another time, hyuck. i want this. i want you.”

your assurances do good to bring a smile to his pretty face, taking ahold of the hand on his cheek and pressing his lips to your skin gently, lovingly. “so, so, perfect.”

taking note of the prolonged amount of time the two of you had been gone, you skulk back into the living, but this time, hand in hand.

the scene you’re greeted with is a surprising one, because you find every single one of your friends to be sound asleep, much to your amusement and hyuck’s dismay. “so you’re telling me i could’ve been hearing you moan the whole time and none of these idiots would have even known?”, he is appalled, a hand coming up to rub at his face out of frustration. “i did all that for nothing?”

“i wouldn’t say for nothing”, you reveal, biting your lip and smiling up at the boy shyly. “i might have woken them up.”

“oh yeah, well now you’re going to”, and with that, he’s dragging you back to the kitchen while you giggle, nearly tripping over your own feet before he all but scoops you up in his arms, muttering to himself about having left something in the kitchen that needed urgent fetching.

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