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tteokbin · 9 months

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☆ -> sub!soobin (ot5) x dom!reader

content -> ot5 x reader, reader is the 6th member of txt, fluff..the most fluff i’ve ever written and i’m doing it for the sake of plot !1!, uhh stuffie humping (?), spitting in mouth, degradation, choking (cause its not a cherriescheol fic without choking), mxm, cumming inside anddd uhh idk 🤔 that’s it i think

note -> okay soz this will be a series of all the members, i’m gonna make a masterlist for it when i finish all of them probably. i’m scared on how this will do or if people will even enjoy it but ik there’s people dying for more sub!txt content and i am here to provide 😼 ngl i also forgot who rooms with who and if soobin was the only one with a singular room so i just went off what i’ve heard recently. also soobin is blonde in this because i will never get over blonde soobin i miss him v much.

pt 2 of my ot5 poly txt au

It’s around 10:30 at night when you and the boys get home from a long day of non stop practice, clumsily taking off their shoes, slipping into house slippers and hanging their jackets. beomgyu clings to your waist as you both waddle towards the kitchen.

You turn to him once there and cup his face with both hands, taking note of the scattered fading blemishes he had on his cheeks. beomgyu let’s his long lashes flutter against his cheekbones as he enjoyed the warmth of your palms. “did you drink enough water today, puppy?” you ask as you brush his bangs out of his eyes, noting that his hair grew longer since he last cut it.

He hums and just purs into your hands instead of answering and his reluctance to respond to you properly gives you your answer. you pull away from his embrace despite his whine and pour him a glass of water with ice. “drink this and go take care of your skin, okay? And make sure you don’t go to sleep in the clothes you’ve been in all day.”

You watch him nod with a pout then pucker his lips out for a kiss. you roll your eyes but give him a chaste kiss anyway. he giggles into your lips and moves to deepen it but you pluck yourself away before he can try. “c‘mon pup your gonna be tired in the morning if you don’t go now.”

turning him around you usher him out the kitchen with the glass in hand and towards his bedroom while he huffs out small ‘okay, okay’s and pads off to his room. just as he leaves yeonjun comes in the kitchen to get a water bottle out the fridge before grinning fondly at the scene. he places his bottle on the counter before wrapping his arms around your neck and scattering wet kisses all over your face and stopping at your mouth.

“you did so good today Jagi. looked so sexy dancing. Just wanted you to take me right there..” yeonjun murmurs against your lips. he watches you smile and lean to knock your forehead with his before licking his nose.

he sputters and groans while you move to squeeze his ass with a laugh. “ Thank you pretty boy, i was watching you too and you did amazing,” you peck his plump lips and lock eyes with him, “As always.” Normally he’d agree with a smug ‘of course, i’m always amazing.’ but seeing the genuinely loving look glaze over your eyes has him looking away and blushing like a little boy.

“T-Thank you..” he stutters, all of a sudden feeling shy and hot. he looks over your shoulder at the time on the microwave and remembers how late it is. Yeonjun grabs his forgotten water bottle and pecks your lips again before uttering a dreamy goodnight and a reminder to visit the maknaes then heads off to bed.

You grab another water bottle from the fridge before heading off to their room, as well as grabbing a stray molang plushie off the couch. upon approaching the boys room you can tell their both already laying down with the lights off due to the quiet sounds of youtube videos through the crack of their door.

After delivering a knock you enter their room and see taehyun watching his phone while in bed, kai seemingly already asleep facing his mountain of plushies. you pad over to taehyun as he smiles at you over his phone, “hyung!” he quietly exclaims before dropping his phone and opening his arms wide for a hug. you chuckle while setting down the water bottle on the stand next to his bed and dropping the stuffed bunny on the floor.

Engulfing him in a hug, you press warm kisses in the sensitive crook of his neck. Taehyun squeaks and pulls you away to watch the amused curl of your lips. “how was your day today prince?” you unravel one arm from him to lay next to him and rub a thumb over his faint eyebags, “ my baby looks so tired.”

He places a hand over yours and presses into his cheek, closing his eyes prettily, much like beomgyu. “I’m okay, hyung. My day was tiring but i got through it like always.” he opens his big boba eyes to gaze at you with an adorable grin, corner of his eyes crinkling in fondness at your concern, “you don’t have to worry about me. plus, i did good today, right?”

He watches you expectantly, huge eyes anticipating the praise he craves from you so dearly. “Yes my prince, you did so good. My good boy.” you pur. Taehyun visibly vibrates at your words, brightly beaming at you with his adorable dimple poking out from his cheek. He lurches forward and connects your lips, kiss filled with joy and happy emotions.

taehyun presses against you and hooks a leg around your waist, pulling you on top of him to smother him into the bed. he moans happily into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your neck to get as close as possible as if you were to let go. you prod at his soft lips with your tongue and he happily lets you. humming into his mouth as he sucks your appendage then proceeds to slot against your lips once more.

You press him further into the mattress, rolling your hips down into him as he whines into you. your about to grind into him once more when you hear a sleepy voice from across the room;“hyung?”

you part from taehyun at the sound, resisting the urge to destroy him when you see him laying beneath you with such a hazy ‘fuck me’ look strewn across his dazed features. mouth wet and slightly swollen and tank top disheveled enough to where a brown nipple peaks from the side. you reluctantly turn your head to the side and see kai rubbing his eye then gazing at you both from his bed, “Me too.. please?”

his pretty eyes almost hypnotize you towards him in the dark room, the light from taehyuns forgotten phone the only thing allowing you to see his dreamy features. “c’mere then.” you beckon him over from your position, both you and taehyun watching him hop out of bed and shuffle over towards the both of you.

Kai stands in front of the bed, playing with his own fingers and waits patiently as you look over him. he’s in his boxers and a old pokémon tee that’s stretched at the collar, showing a good part of his bare chest and collarbones. you sit up on your knees with taehyun still between your legs, reaching for kai’s neck and bringing his face to yours.

“lay next to me baby,” you whisper, letting him crawl over you and tyun before settling on the opposite side, both boys now sandwiching you on the bed. he faces you and slots your thigh between his while he stares at your lips with desperate eyes, so so cute and obvious about what he wants.

you giggle and lean forward, pressing your lips against his wet ones. you both sigh into the kiss, licking at each other as his squeaky moans muffle into your mouth. you bite his bottom lip, sucking his tongue when he opens his mouth to moan loudly in surprise.

Kai starts subconsciously grinding against your thigh, pulling away by an inch to pant hot breathes against your face. “ah.. hyung,” he pauses to whine, “please— touch me, p-please touch me hyung!” kai whimpers, humping your leg with more fever.

taehyun watches kai from beside you, squirming with his own need and whining quietly under his breath, he wants your attention on him too. tyun places a hand on your navel, trailing his hand lower until he’s hitting the waistband of your sleep shorts. A hand gropes at the half-hard bulge forming between your legs, fondling in slow up and down movements.

He pants at the thought of having it in his mouth. tight, hot mouth suckling on the delicious head, gagging and choking on your delicious cock while stuffing his throat full. big wonderful eyes glossing over with the need to bury it deep inside him. he moves to slide his hand inside your pants to finally fish out what he’s been craving when he feels a hand on his wrist.

Taehyun snaps his head up towards you, realizing that you’ve long stopped playing with kai— in return letting him hump the air with his tongue out like a mutt. “Uh-uh tyunnie. I didn’t say you could touch, now did i?” you tut, moving his hand away and sitting up between both boys. “ You boys are so dirty. Can’t just kiss without getting drunk for my cock, hm?”

Both of them move to sit up along with you but you push them back down and shake your head with a faux sympathetic look. “If both of you want to cum so bad why don’t you play with each other? hyung is busy.” you move to go off the bed, picking up the stuffed molang plushie and placing it between the both of them. Hyuka immediately starts grinding his hips into the poor plush, pressing it into taehyun by doing so.

“A-Ah, hyung! Don’t be mean.” he stutters out. hyuka clings to his body, steadily grinding his hips into the stuffed animal, the force of his thrusts pushing it into tyuns neglected hard on as well. kai’s heavy tongue licks into taehyuns neck, causing him to whine and squeeze his eyes shut from the pleasure. “h-hyunggg,” he mewls out of habit. though he’s long forgotten you left him as you slip out of his room, quietly closing the door.

At the entrance of soobins room you stand in the dark, the door is shut behind you but you make no move to leave your spot. across the room soobin lays in his bed with his headphones on and head practically sucked into his phone.

his legs slightly hang off the long edge of the bed, toes curling and uncurling in tandem with each other. your eyes trail a bit higher, landing on the very noticeable bulge twitching through his boxers. every once in a while his hips would jut up into the air, hopelessly seeking friction.

you smile to yourself at his eagerness, deciding to end his pitiful suffering. soobin nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels your hand cup him through his underwear— slamming his phone on the bed and ripping his headphones off.

“H-Hyung!” without the light of his phone you could only make out his wide doe eyes staring at you in surprise. you giggle and flick on his bedside lamp letting the light illuminate as much as it could. soobins flushed cheeks are more prominent this way, his cute ears practically dyed red and blonde hair messily unkept with strands sticking every direction.

You squeeze at his bulge, snapping him out of his surprised state and causing a cute whine to slip out his lips. “What are you watching that got you so worked up, bunny?” as soon as the pet name leaves your lips his hips twitch harshly upwards. your teasing grin widens at the action, groping him tighter and leaning down to lick a stripe up his neck.

“aah, y-yeonjunie hyung sent me a video of him playing with—“ he cuts himself off with a gasp when you suck on a particularly sensitive part of his neck, “ah! ah! his toys!! playing with his toys—!” soobin trembles in your hold, resisting the urge to curl away from your actions.

His toys hm? i’ll remember that. “Your supposed to tell me when they send you stuff like this bunny, shouldn’t Binnie get punis-“

“No!” soobin practically yelped upon hearing the word, he hates getting punished. He’s so eager to please that he barely ever acts out, unlike beomgyu and taehyun, but when he is punished he’s immediately fucked out and trying to redeem himself. “Bunny’s been good! S-So good!! bunny didn’t touch himself at all, jus watched Jjunie-hyung! Don’t want t’be puni-“

Suddenly, your hand latched onto his throat, pressing down tightly and pulling a harsh gasp out of him. Soobin immediately looked at your face above him, dark and ticked with anger.

“Did I say you could talk over me, Mutt?” Your palm dug deeper into his neck and angled his head to the side, bracing his flushed cheek towards you. “Can’t fucking talk now can you huh? Dumb bunny, nothing in this head right? Just a pretty face who can't just listen to his hyung." Soobin nodded along with every word as you bring your other hand up and press down on his lower lip, watching him loll his tongue out on instinct.

Soobin stared up at you the best he could through dazed eyes, drool beginning to leak from the side of his mouth. "You want it, don't you?" you whisper, daring him to speak through choked gasps. Soobin nodded his head to the best of his ability, sticking his tongue out farther while pleading with his eyes; yes, yes yes give it to me, please.

Your hand firmly holds open his jaw as you spit harshly into his mouth. "Swallow it." you let go of his throat and watch him gulp down his treat, letting out gasped ‘thank you's’ as he catches his breath. Soobin opens his mouth again proudly showing that he swallowed like you told him to.

You pull and snap the band of his boxers back onto his skin, “Off, now.” and Soobin scrambles to shrug the clothing down his lanky legs. He instinctively curls his legs up to his chest, veiny arms hooking under both his knees, baring his ass to you with a soft whine.

An adorable heart shaped plug rests snugly between soobins unmarked cheeks, “ Oh, fuck bunny..” you whisper in awe, slowly easing the plug out while watching his hole stretch around the wide base.

Soobin whined long and high pitched, throwing his head back into the pillow. “ Ahh please!! Please hyung!” he mindlessly begged, keening when he felt the plug being fucked in and out of him lewdly.

Soobin loudly wails when you finally pull it out of him, letting out a heavy sigh of pleasure when he feels two of your fingers circle around his rim. “ M’ready, m’ready hyung please fuck me! b-bunny’s been a good boy!”

you chuckle at the impatient tone in his voice, sinking your fingers into him and pumping deliciously against his walls. you don’t know how much longer you can resist him yourself, still tight gummy insides just begging to swallow your cock whole.

reluctantly slipping your fingers out of him and leaning back, you pull your sleep shorts down to your knees along with your boxers. You spit into your hand, fisting along the shaft while soobin drools at the sight.

His toes curl once he feels the wet tip prod at his hole and slowly push into him. He fights the urge to close his eyes instead of watching every inch of you sink inside him. “Oh, please..” Soobin whines out. Every single ridge and vein of your meaty cock deliciously dragging against his walls until you bottom out, leaving him twitching and breathless—barely able to speak from being so full.

With his pouty lips permanently held open in a silent moan and his doe eyes fighting back tears, Soobin silently pleads to start moving. You narrow your eyes at him for daring to ask anything when he’s pissed you off already, slowly pulling out until just the tip throbs inside of him and slamming your hips forward— dragging a loud wail out of him.

Your hips move like clockwork; heavily pounding him into the mattress with a bruising grip on his meaty thighs, each thrust pumping into him harder than the last and knocking the air out of soobins throat.

“So pretty, bunny.” you groaned out, angling your hips as deep as possible until your thighs ached. Soobin sobbed and let go of his legs, hands digging into the sheets next to his head. “ So fucking good.” you pushed forward until your chest was flush against his— as close as you could get with his knees pressing to his shoulders.

The new angle served as the perfect position for your cock to ram straight into his prostate, a loud squeal immediately flying out of his lips. “Hyung— oh my god..!” Soobins back arched as deep as it possibly could while being pressed into the bed, hands grabbing onto your back, hard. “Fuck it’s—! it’s sho good! sso good hyung, don’t stop! please ffuck me harder! Aaah..”

Soobin practically screams each time you pummel against that sweet spot inside of him, legs kicking wildly in the air. “Bunny— fuck m’ gonna cum soon, shit!” you moan into his ear. soobin can barely speak in response. His eyes rolled back into his head as his hips bucked up into you the best he could, dumb cock twitching frantically between your bodies.

You quickly sit up and lay each of his legs on either side of your hips, his hands instantly flying to his flushed nipples. you lean back and resume your thrusts but this time fucking straight into his prostate. Each thrust tightening the band threatening to snap in his lower tummy, leaving his swollen dick bobbing helplessly with the force.

“C-Cum for me Bunny, make hyung proud.” It only took one of your hands fisting his throbbing tip to have him crying out a broken ‘c-cumming!’ and making a mess of himself all over his abdomen. You follow soon after him, burying deep and shooting your load into his warm insides, collapsing onto his wet chest.

Both of you start to doze off in each other sticky mess, even though you should get up and clean it before a staff member finds the both of you like this. Soobin mumbled quiet ‘i love you’s’ into your sweaty hair, dragging his tired limbs up and down your scratched back. Before your mind can teeter off into the sweet relief of sleep you press tender kisses against his pecs, playfully licking at his nipple and giggling at his sensitive whine.

The both of you are snoring by the time soobins phone pings with multiple messages from the groupchat:

Beommie 🧸

god are you guys FINALLY finished??

thought you guys were gonna fuck all night, jesus.

guys???

oh so now your quiet

holy shit don’t tell me tyun and kai are going at it to

omg you horndogs!

jjunie hyung 🫶🏼

just go to sleep beoms.

…

actually, come over

hearing them got me all needy

Beomie 🧸

🫡

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sunohws · 3 months

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fuck you - choi yeonjun

pairing: sub!yeonjun x dom!male!reader

synopsis: You find out Yeonjun has a degradation kink after an argument.

genre (w/tags): smut, minors dni.. degrading, semi-public sex, college au

word count: 0.8k words

a/n: yeonjun. i finally made smth for yeonjun. I CRIED FOR 2 DAYS JUST FOR THIS TO BE LIKE 800 WORDS. IM SO ASHAMED. I WANTED TO MAKE SMTH LONH AND UNFORGETTABLE FOR YEONJUN BUT I CANT CUS I GET FRUSTRATED..

im sorry its so short..

"You are so annoying, you know that?"

"Maybe you should cry about it."

"I don't know how you're even allowed to walk into this fucking college with that peanut brain."

"No swearing please Mr. Kim!" The teacher piped in, though she knew both students were much too caught up in their argument to listen to anyone.

"Oh my god, did you get any love as a child?"

"Apparently much more than you did."

"What shoes your mom got on?"

"Are you trying to get killed?"

"Try, you fucking lunatic."

"I'm not all bark like you are Babyboy I don't recommend saying shit like that."

"Oh, I'm so scared."

"Mr. Choi and Mr. Kim, would you please sit back down? I'd like to continue my class."

The looks she received was enough to nod her head and sit herself down, letting them continue. The entire class even looked entertained.

"You are just so entirely pathetic it's hard to even look at you."

"Oh really?"

Yeonjun looked a little taken aback, spitting out a "yes? you're so hopeless." You gave him an amused look, challenging almost. You leaned down, face coming terribly close to Yeonjun's ear so that no one else could possibly see what you were saying.

"Then why are you hard?" You whisper, lingering there for a second to watch Yeonjun's face go red. He sat down, faced forward, and told the teacher to continue with class. "Finally." She huffed, carrying out the lesson. Yeonjun put his head down on his desk, realizing he was actually hard. 'What the hell,' he thought.

He heard you laughing quietly, you were way too amused by this situation. Soon class ended, and Yeonjun was too embarrassed to say absolutely anything as he tried to silently leave the class. He checked to make sure you weren't following him, then slipped into an old janitor's closet. 'God I wish there was a lock on this fucker.'

He tried to go behind some buckets and such against the wall so if anyone did enter, he wouldn't automatically be caught. Yeonjun attempted to quietly palm himself, using majority of his brain power to not think about you. Maybe he really liked arguing. Maybe he really liked being littered with insults by a very gorgeous boy with rings and piercings and a soothing voice.

"So, yeonjunie has a degradation kink, hm?" Yeonjun's eyes flew open, seeing you standing tauntingly in front of him. "I don't have a-" You moved forward suddenly, flicking Yeonjun's chin up to meet your eyes. Your knee pressed in between his thighs.

"I really never took you for a slut, you know? You can't even stop yourself from moaning my name." Yeonjun choked on a moan, his head rolling back against the wall. "It just happened, okay? I would never like you like that you fucking creep" Your knee pressed against him more making Yeonjun's eyes roll to the back of his head.

"You seem to be enjoying this a lot." You leaned in further, "Are you okay with this?" He eagerly nodded yes of course, finally admitting he wanted it. "Tell me if i go too far, please." You pulled Yeonjun forward to connect their lips, bringing their bodies as close as possible to each other.

Yeonjun grabbed at your hand to force it onto his own throat, you got the message and lightly gripping his throat. You brought your other hand to palm at Yeonjun's dick that was still hanging out for some reason. Yeonjun whined loudly, his head banging against the wall roughly every time he threw it back.

"You like pain too, hm, whore?" You said against his skin, biting on the soft flesh. Yeonjun couldn't stop shivering and groaning. You slowly lowered yourself onto your knees, starting to pump at the base. "How pathetic, you're so hard for me?"

Yeonjun moaned purely at the words; tears were streaming down his face already from the stimulation. "Do you want me to suck your sad little cock, hm?" He nodded vigorously. "Words, Yeonjun."

"Yes, please! please y/n" He choked out. You slowly put the entire length into his mouth, Yeonjun rendered speechless as the moan was caught in his throat. You started to go faster, bobbing up and down until you could feel the back of your throat being hit. You gripped his thighs harshly, using all your might to bottom out each time.

"Oh my- oh my god, im-" Yeonjun suddenly came into your mouth, feeling embarrassed and scared that you might not have wanted that. Though, you swallowed every drop possible, wiping your chin and licking it off while making eye contact. You liked the bittersweet taste. Yeonjun swore he could get hard purely off of that sight alone, but he was still trying to catch his breath.

You re-did the black-haired boys' pants, making sure he was clean and okay to go back to class. Yeonjun brought their lips together again for a slower kiss once you got up.

"Fuck you." he spat, though smiling slightly.

"Name a time and place." you laughed, smiling as he left the closet.

I FINALLY WROTE SMTH FOR YEONJUN...

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sweetiehyuka · 1 year

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Sweet Creature - Choi Yeonjun

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Warnings - sub!yeonjun, gn!reader, dom!reader, sex in the forest/in a field, reader misleads yeonjun a little, light degrading, dacryphillia, penetration without protection mentioned overstimulation, pet names, fluffy ending

wc - 2k

Note - i couldn't resist my beautiful pixie boy in the daydream teaser <3 listen to ceilings by beabadoobee whilst reading this i promise it will be even better if you do

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This forest was like your home. Your feet knew this soil better than they knew any tile or carpet, and your skin knew this sunlight better than any artificial lamp or lightbulb. You were familiar with every tree, every flower, every little creature that lived here too.

As you wandered, the smell of dry grass filling your nostrils, you came across a creature that’s rare to spot here. Another human. A boy, to be exact.

When you found him, he was sitting in a patch of grass with his back turned away from you, eyes shut and head tilted up towards the sky. His torso was bare and his blue jeans sat low on his hips, allowing you to eye the curve of his hips and the line of his body perfectly. His skin was tan and looked impossibly soft. Maybe it was just beads of sweat, but you swear you could see specs of glitter sprinkles across his neck and back. He looked delectable.

This happens often. Pretty boys come wandering in here, not realising exactly how big the forest is, and not realising that there’s another, very hungry, person waiting to whisk them away and show them heaven.

As soon as you saw him, you wanted to have him. And have him you would.

♡

When you step towards him, some leaves crunch beneath your feet, startling the boy.

You just stand there, still, the sun washing over you like a spotlight. You attempt to look demure and innocent, hoping he would trust you enough to talk to you.

The boy stares right back at you, hair fluttering in the breeze, cat-like eyes narrowed and focused.

“Hello?”

So, he speaks.

As his lips move, you swear you can see sunlight glide across them, the pink of their plush flesh matching the little spots of sunburn dotted around his t zone.

“Hi,” you reply, edging closer to him, smiling. As he watches your lips curl up into a smile, a hint of confusion flashes over his eyes, making him look even more delicious than before. “are you lost?”

You can see the cogs turning in his head as he decides what to say, and you assume he’s deciding whether to be truthful and say he is, or lie to protect himself. After a few seconds, he responds.

“Yeah, kinda…”

You smile softly, hiding your intentions.

“I know my way around here well. I live nearby, so if you’d like, I can help you get out.”

His eyes light up at your offer, and you have to stop yourself from giggling over how cute he is. You hold your hand out to him and he takes it, looking up at you with a sense of fondness.

This was gonna be easier than you thought.

♡

For about fourty minutes now, you have been leading Yeonjun through the forest. Unbeknownst to him, you had been leading him deeper and deeper inside rather than towards an exit like you had promised, as you had a certain spot in mind you wanted to take him to. It was a small field of daisies situated in a circle of willow trees ; the thought of him on his back beneath you, pretty face headed by a crown of daisies, blades of grass stuck to his soft skin, lit your stomach afire and made your desires grow stronger.

The journey had been mostly made in silence, only a few sentences of small talk and queries about directions struck up now and then. You tried to keep walking one or two steps behind him so you could admire him as he walked.

Finally, you arrive at the field. The boy gasps, tracing his fingers long the leaves of the willow trees as he walks through them, clearly not knowing whether to focus on the beautiful flowers he was walking through or the large, drooping trees that surrounded him.

“Pretty, right?”

He nods, still a little awestruck.

“We can rest here, if you want?” you propose, internally pleading that he’ll take you up on the idea. Without a second thought, he skips out of the shade of the trees and right into the middle of the small field, smiling back at you and holding his arms out . You have the urge to skip too, but you still want to keep up your facade of purity, so you decide to traipse over, wearing a shy smile on your face.

You both take a seat in the grass, and you can’t help but to stare at his lips, only now just noticing exactly how plush and kissable they look…

You can’t wait any longer.

You begin to lean in, parting your lips, but when he flinches away, you immediately pause.

"W-what are you doing?"

Feigning innocence, you shuffle back slightly.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You just look so pretty-"

"You don't even know my name..."

You cock your head back slightly.

"I don't need to know your name to want to kiss you, angel."

A blush creeps onto his face at your sudden shift in confidence. He can’t hide that you’re exciting him, so you take the hint that it’s most likely fine to continue trying to seduce him.

"Like it when I call you angel, huh?"

He nods, smiling sheepishly. You kiss him on his red cheek, causing him to hide his face in his hands. He's so cute, you feel like you're gonna explode.

When he looks back up at you, something in the atmosphere shifts. The giddiness in his eyes turns into some kind of longing as they look up and down the line of your body, staying on your lips for a beat too long. This time, he moves in to kiss you, and you happily oblige.

♡

For around fifteen minutes, you make out, and it only takes around two minutes until you start feeling at each others bodies. The boy’s desperation is very clear to you ; from his furrowed brows to his little whines to his growing hard on, his body is giving you many signs that he definitely wants you too.

“Wanna take this a step further?” you whisper, lips brushing against his ear, his hair tickling your cheek. He nods.

“I-I’d like that…”

You giggle at his cuteness, then instruct him to take off his jeans, and that he does.

Nothing even has to be said to the boy ; he just lays down, already submitting to you before you have to instruct him to do anything. Gazing down at him warmly, you move to straddle his tummy, the squish of your thighs against his slender waist feeling heavenly. As you take in the sight beneath you, your breath hitches. This is exactly what you wanted. The dreamy boy’s skin glows in the sun, almost like a heavenly aura, and the daisies above his head are in the shape of a ring, almost like a halo. Angel really was the right nickname to choose for him, because that’s exactly what he is. A pretty little angel.

“You ready, sweetheart?”

The boy nods eagerly, eyes clouded with lust. You pet his soft hair then lift yourself up onto your knees, shuffling back a little bit in the grass so that you’re hovering over his pretty cock.

Of course, you weren’t going to give him what he wanted that easily.

You reach down and take his cock into your hand. You give it a firm squeeze and he whines, just like you wanted. You jerk it slowly, smirking as he babbles under his breath.

“Don’ tease me, please…” he whispers, but you just shake your head - a wordless sign that you’re gonna do whatever you damn please, and he’s going to take it.

After a few minutes of teasing the boy with slow strokes and harsh squeezes, you finally lower yourself down onto his tip, grinning wickedly as he arches his back and cries out.

"P-please! More!" He yells, his nails digging into the flesh of your hips. You giggle, gaining great satisfaction when he pouts.

"Don' mock me..." he mumbles, blinking back tears.

"How could I resist?" you say, tone laced with venom. "You're too easy to mock."

Before he can open his mouth to retort, you slam down onto his dick with a feral groan, revelling in the way his eyes squeeze shut and his head curls away from you. You pay no mind to the stretch ; the heat of the sun mixed with the burn in your groin makes you even hornier than you were before. On top of that, the boy looks even prettier than before with tears clumping his long, pretty lashes together. Not hesitating for a second, you grab his face and turn it towards you.

"Look at me,"

The boy whines, not opening his eyes. You grip his cheeks tighter, pushing his lips out into a pout and bringing his blood to the surface of his skin.

"I said look at me, slut."

At the insult, his eyes fly open, and you feel his dick twitch inside you. Chuckling, you let his face go, and his mouth falls open in a silent gasp.

He's about to say something, but then, without warning, you start moving your hips. And fast, too. As expected, he mewls, arms spasming and legs kicking. Between moans, you laugh. He's so fucking pathetic, and pathetic boys are so damn hot. You grind faster, placing your hands on his torso, running them over the expanse of his chest and the pudge of his tummy. As expected, his skin is the softest you’ve ever touched ; you feel like if you prodded it hard enough it would just tear, and the thought of this beautiful boy bruised and broken through the means of your fingertips makes you rut harder, moaning deep and loud.

♡

Needless to say, you didn’t go easy on the poor boy. By the time you were done with him, he was panting on his back, near passing out from overstimulation and most likely also heat exhaustion.

Now, he was laying in your arms, cuddled into you. The two of you enjoyed your post-orgasm glow in silence, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature, the heat of the sun, and the warmth of each other's bodies.

After fucking him, you had plucked a few daisies and woven them through his soft-but-sweaty locks, so now you were twirling the petals between your fingers, careful to be gentle so you didn’t accidentally pull a hair and hurt him.

“You’re not just gonna leave me here, are you?” he mumbles. He doesn’t sound too worried ; for some reason, he really does seem to trust you. How adorable.

Usually, you really would just… leave them there. Sometimes you wouldn’t even make the boys cum, you’d just chase your own high then leave them empty handed. But this boy was different. You couldn’t put your finger on why. He just was.

After kissing him on his forehead, you respond,

“No, little angel.” you press another kiss to his forehead. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

“Yay,” he whispers, a hint of giddiness in his voice. Smiling, you squish your cheek into his forehead, the sound of his lazy giggles making your heart warm.

Maybe, just maybe, you wanna keep this one.

♡

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yeonnitboy · 4 months

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! YEONJUN MDNI

pairing: sub!Yeonjun x top!m!reader (requested)

Sypnosis: Yeonjun wakes up one night too his husband still working on his computer,seeing his state he just starts crying.

Blink

Yeonjun groans, he covers his eyes with his arm, even tho it was 2 in the morning, he leans over to his right, expecting his husband of three years to be in bed already, but only feels a cold air rushing through his naked arm,he opens one eye, then the other, realizing his husband was not sleeping with him like he promised to.

Yeonjun peeks through the hallway,his oversized white shirt draping over his shoulders, eyes puffy and slowly blinking, trying to accustom the blue light coming from your open laptop, your husband frowns, he made you pinky promise to be in bed by 12, but here you were at 2 in the morning, still working, he knew you are a famous CEO and he was an idol, but he still wants everyone to fall asleep before he does, I guess that’s the perks of being the oldest in a group.

Minutes pass and yeonjun still stares at your form continuously working on that damn laptop, ‘he should marry that laptop instead!!’ he thought, getting enough, he angrily walked towards you and spins your chair around, startling you, but as soon as you see your husbands face, you smiled, yeonjun was irrated by seeing you glued to that laptop, but as soon as he sees your dark eye bags and drooping face, he losses it.

You know have to comfort a crying husband in your arms, yes in the day he seems like a strong capable man, but when he is in your arms at night he is just submissive”I’m sorry baby” you say, he looks up at you, eye glossy and lips moist, he pouts, “how about I make it up to you?” You continue.

Out of nowhere,he’s on the bed, naked with you on top of him watching him like a wolf about to eat up while it’s prey. You uncap the lubricant that was `mistakenly’ put there by your husband a few hours prior. You squish some lubricant onto your fingers, and slowly inch your forefinger inside your lovely husband. “Mmh, add one moreeee” he drags the e, you of course obliged, adding your middle finger in, and slowly but surely two more finger were added, now that you were almost fisting him, you concluded and removed your hand, as soon as you leave his body, he whines, you kiss his neck to calm him down, while your prepared yourself,but that didn’t work.

One thing about yeonjun that your know is how whiny he can get to get what he wants. He wants your cock, he will not stop grinding on you and pouting, not saying a single word. But you didn’t like that, so you always overstimulated him until he was finally making words and begging for you massive cock. And before he could plead for more, you were already deeply buried inside him, like now for instance.

“Mhhh….nghhh~ please…hubby g-go faster-r”

As soon as those words left his mouth, your pace quickened like an animal in heat, skin slapping against skin and moans could be heard everywhere,your husband laying on his tummy,looking back at you with his back arched, you deep inside him at 2 in the morning would definitely be the best thing you have ever done, considering that fact that you had finished your work way before but you just wanted a reason to fuck your precious little husband.

Safe too say he passed out from the intense fuck :)

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midorisplash · 1 year

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POV: Yeonjun Has a Crush on his Best Friend’s Sister.

Pairing: Sub!Yeonjun × Dom!Reader

Summary: Yeonjun, falls off his skateboard and gets scratched up. He goes to his best friend's house for help but instead, you answer.

Warnings: Blood (mentions of it, not a kink.), Degrading, Praise, Slight Nipple play, Humping, Finishing in pants. Penetration.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/n: Ignore mistakes, (not edited) I really like this on girl. I hope you all like it too.<3

“Beomgyu!” Yeonjun whined loud enough you could hear him from outside the front door. “Beomgyu!” He whined out again easy for you to tell now, he is crying. You frowned putting your fork down and walking over to the door unlocking it and opening it watching Yeonjun quickly stumble in almost hitting you. One arm was wrapped around his skateboard, while his backpack hung from his shoulder. Yeonjun face was scrunched in pain as you scanned his body noticing how much blood was on his arms and shirt.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brothers, Beomgyu's best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as he and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barely spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly and closing the door behind you. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet your eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out of his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a cabinet and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke. You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened. Why did you come here instead of going to your house?” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried in front of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend's sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older than him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason, he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple of dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood, you had covered all his scratches. His arms were almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it still worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out of the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid and having to back away for a second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips were red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You were awed by how cute he looked like this. Of course, it was sad he was crying but you had never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks were. You awed even more bringing his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent and then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know you were crying and all but I've never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled a little and looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll go steal you one of Beomgyu's shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walkway and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipping his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more than cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll be when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had come back downstairs and were standing watching and listening to him for a couple of minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah…Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him a little bit. You should’ve known he liked you from the way he tried to act around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts silly and only switches to that nonchalant way when he sees you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way so he thought he would try with you.

Yeonjun looked at your eyes his opening wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt on the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. You rubbed down his waist till you got to the him of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst of all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bringing his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilishly looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up and meeting his gaze. He almost could breathe bringing his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um.. yes! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling your hand starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolded it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at you with lustful eyes. “It's probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very close to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe what just happened. You just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out of his daze walked to the front door and saw you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you and slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell Beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled a little gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay, I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh, and you’re cute too.” He smirked and looked at her before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waved him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face-first on the bed and laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept racing with more than just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you were right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered and cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despised with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into the pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly and slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so well!” He rested his head on the pillow for a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple of minutes, he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

Yeonjun is one of your brother, Beomgyu best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as him and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barley spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly closing the door behind yourself. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet you eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a drawers and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke . You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened? Why did you come here instead of going to your house.” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried infront of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older then him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood you had coverd all his scratches. His arms almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it stil worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid having to back away for second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You awed in how cute he looked like this. Of course it sad he was crying but you never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks where. You awed even more bring his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know your where crying and all but I never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled alittle looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll got steal you one of Beomgyu shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walk way and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipped his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more then cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had came back down stairs and where standing watching and listening to him for a couple minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah..Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him alittle bit. You should’ve know he liked you from the way he tried to acts around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts like a silly guy, and only switches that way when he see a you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way.

Yeonjun looked at eyes opened wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt in the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. Your rubbed down his waist till you got to the hime of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst off all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bring his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilish looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up meeting his gaze. He almost could breath bring his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um..y-es! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling you hands starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolding it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at your with lustful eyes. “Its probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very closely to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe that just happened. You really just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out his daze walking to the front door seeing you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled alittle gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh and you’re cute too.”he smirked and looked at before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waving him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face first on the bed laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept race with more then just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you where right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t really her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despising with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into he pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so good!” He rested his head on the pillow a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple minutes he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

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bigkpopstan · 1 year

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I’m addicted and I just can’t get enough - choi yeonjun

Title is from the song just can’t get enough by the black eyed peas

genre; suggestive, 18+ content.

warnings; implied sub yeonjun, gender neutral reader, inspired by yeonjun in a skirt, lying about the outfit looking soft. make out session, lovely couple bickering and sarcasm. oh the sentence “practically asking for it” but that’s bc junnie was like begging to be fucked in his outfit/the way he was acting (a little bratty) but that statement is iffy so I thought I’d mention it!! as always safe sane and consensual.

When you walked into your shared bedroom you noticed your partner looking at himself in the mirror, he adjusted his top and the sweater he was wearing, fixing his hair and changing his stance every so often; not paying any mind to the fact that you walked into the room. if he even noticed at all.

you began walking slowly behind him as he continued to adjust his outfit and hair ever so slightly beginning to make little adjustments to his jewelry, you could see the cogs turning silently in his head.

“Whatever jewelry you pick is going to look good.” You finally broke the silence as you got closer. “This outfit looks so soft.” You brought your voice level down a notch as you finally reached your boyfriend, arms lifting to hold each side of his waist, fingers bunching the fabric in between them to feel the material as your head came to rest on his shoulder.

“You think so?” He questioned, tilting his head as his thinking face became a little more noticeable, lips pouting unconsciously as he glanced at you in the mirror. You hummed in his ear before giving a gentle kiss to his neck, mumbling a small “mhm” against his skin.

“You always look gorgeous yeonjun.” You inhaled, honey and vanilla filling your nose indicating he had just gotten out of the shower. You were finally able to get a good look at his outfit, it was a cream three-piece, and it looked like it had to be crocheted, a knee-lengthed skirt, a crop top, and a sweater; the sleeves of which your boyfriend had rolled up a little bit.

“Mmm, what shoes do you think I should wear with this outfit?” His attention was directed back at you in the mirror, his eyes full of genuine curiosity as his thinking pout stayed put on his plump lips. You hummed pretending to think as you used this as an excuse to check him out, your fingers tightening on his hips as your eyes were directed to where the top and skirt met and where some skin was showing. Yeonjun’s hands find their way over your own as he leans his head back to look at you almost properly.

“Whatever you want to wear.” You shrugged as he sighed and rolled his eyes. “Listen babe I know I give you the same answer every time, but whatever you pick is always good and you can be so critical of yourself. No matter what you’re very handsome okay?” You stared into his eyes as he rolled them again and went to complain but before he could you kissed his pouty lips to help ease the annoyance. This time when he rolled his eyes it was sarcastic as a smile and a small blush spread across his cheeks.

“You know what?” Yeonjun questioned deepening his voice a bit while adding his playful tone as he pulled away from your hold. He turned around to look at you as your eyebrows raised wondering what he was going to do next. His hands found their way to you as he pushed you backward and because the room was a decent size your knees were against the bed in no time causing you to fall on top of it.

“Can’t you help me plan an outfit for once? I am asking for your feedback,” yeonjun grabs the sides of his skirt pulling his up to his hips before his knees get placed on either side of your hips as he continues talking. “To help me plan an outfit and all you ever say is ‘whatever you want’ I’m glad you’re so supportive, I really am,” he gets comfortable on your lap as his arms wrap around your neck. “But can you please? Help me pick something. For once?” Yeonjun’s hand finds its way into the back of your head tangled in your hair as he tilts your head to make sure you’re making eye contact with him.

Your hands made their way to his bare thighs, squeezing them as you licked your lips before glancing down at Yeonjun’s own. “I’m sorry baby, I’ll try to be more helpful next time you want my input. Hm? Okay?” Yeonjun began playing with your hair rather than forcing you to look at him as he hummed, pretending to think for a second.

Yeonjun’s face broke into a little smile, “Good, thank you! That’s all I was asking.” He made a face signifying that he was proud of himself and his accomplishment as he continued to make eye contact with you. You bit your lips again as one of your hands began traveling up from his thigh to the hem of his top, sliding under it, beginning to caress his stomach with your finger feeling how soft his skin is. Proximity allows you to hear his breath hitch as his back arches almost unnoticeably, his hair beginning to stand up all over his body.

“I uh-I have somewhere to be,” Yeonjun announced a warning, for the both of you, a reminder that you don’t have time to be sexually intimate. His eyes traveled all over your face for a reaction as you nodded, hand traveling further up his top. Yeonjun’s breath hitched again in anticipation, back arching a little more as his eyes closed, head leaning back.

“Baby,” you whispered, bringing your face closer in on his neck and shoulder junction. “You have somewhere to be but you’re practically asking for it right now.” You teased, lips centimeters from his ear. Yeonjun bit his lip. Between you whispering in his ear and your fingers beginning to circle but not yet giving direct stimulation to one of his sensitive nipples, he’s not sure how long he’ll last, especially when he has to leave soon.

Yeonjun whines as he released his lip from his teeth. “We can…continue this when I get back but I really have to leave soon.” The disappointment was obvious in his statement, you could hear the pout as his hand pulled you closer by the back of the head and tangled in your shirt. You pouted before leaving soft kisses on his jawline followed by his neck.

“Fine…but let me have you for just a little bit longer before you leave. Hm?” You spoke against his neck, continuing to leave soft kisses as your hands traveled back to his hips, gripping tightly. Yeonjun sighed as he leaned his head to the side to give you more access to his neck.

“Only a little bit longer…I don’t want this to end either. Just don’t leave any visible marks.” His voice was stern in the last sentence. “I’ll be back before we both know it and then we won’t have to stop or wait.” You nodded in his neck as you began trailing your kisses one by one closer to his lips. Yeonjun lifted his head back up to look at you with starry eyes before you began kissing everywhere but his lips. He whined as you did so causing you to laugh a bit before finally kissing him on the lips.

Yeonjun’s hand found its way back to the back of your head pulling you closer to deepen the kiss as his lips parted waiting for you to take the lead. Yeonjun let you lead the make-out session for a bit before you both needed some air, chests heaving up and down as you began kissing down his neck again, even moving his sweater and top out of the way to kiss more of his warm bare skin. Yeonjun’s face scrunched as he whined.

“Now I really have to go. Before I’m late, I’m sorry. We can continue this later. Then you’ll have me all to yourself yeah?” Yeonjun pushed you away from his body as he continued trying to catch his breath, nodding at you, hoping you let him go because if you asked nicely he would probably through his plans out the window.

You nodded, whispering “Yeah, okay.” As you began catching your breath again as well. Yeonjun nodded back as he forced himself to stand up, fixing his skirt, pulling it back down before leaning down to peck your lips a few times. “I’ll see you later, yeah? Stay up for me if I stay out late.”

“Of course.” You stood up to walk him to the bedroom door. “Again you look so good, I already can’t wait to see you later.” You checked him out as he walked in front of you. You could sense him rolling his eyes.

“Mhm thanks, I know. Try not to miss me too much.” He spoke as he looked over his shoulder at you while he grabbed the door handle to let himself out. You rolled your eyes before a muffled smacking sound hit both of your ears from your hand making contact with his ass through the skirt. The last thing you heard from him before he left was a mix between a whine and a groan.

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guavagyu · 5 months

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untitled - c.yj

synopsis: in your school, yeonjun’s kind of a loser. but when u decide to talk to him and be his first real friend (#saviorreader), how could he not be in absolute love w u?

wc: 8,597

content: i used the word pretty too much but it's ok cuz it fits, both yj and reader r college students (i dont think i specifically mentioned college tho, i only used school), jun steals tiny things from u (little trinkets that were collecting dust), tbh the whole fic's a mess cuz im a mess for yeonjun, not proofread, mentions of alcohol consumption (yj and reader stay sober cuz they don't like alcohol), virgin!yeonjun, loser!yeonjun, tall!f!reader (basically same height as him), perv!yeonjun, honestly perv!reader too, yeonjun is rlly rlly down bad like so embarrassingly obsessed cuz i like my men like that, reader just wants to please junnie <3, hardcore mutual pining, ngl reader is kinda that girl, smut (mdni!), sub!yeonjun, oral (f receiving), jun LOVES ur boobs, possessive!jun (guy hits on u at one point, he becomes a whole new person cuz of u LOL), yeonjun is a sweetie i love him, yeonjun has that stroke game!!, jun jerks off while ur sleeping (ur not sleeping ur wide awake lmfao), hand n oral fixation, multiple orgasms, nipple play, breeding kink, mommy kink, dacryphilia, fingering (f receiving), nicknames (pretty boy, baby, junnie, kitty, whore, pervert), handjob, big dick!jun, dumbification, edging, marking, cum eating, spitting, hair pulling, praise kink, brief degradation, jun n reader r so obsessed n in love w each other it's crazy, so fluffy u want to knock urself out /pos, choking, aftercare, swearing, lmk if there's more!

it all started when you saw him sitting in the corner during lunch at school all by himself, doing something on his phone. you noticed him (well, everyone did. but you were the only one that really paid any attention to it), wondering why he was always on his own. on the fourth day of this, you decided to finally sit down next to him,

"hey, yeonjun, right? i hope you don't mind me sitting with you," and the moment you gave him the prettiest smile he'd ever seen, he was hooked. he'd given you the cutest little nod before diverting his attention back to his phone, trying not to make it obvious that his heartbeat had quickened dramatically, he swore anybody could see it pumping out of his chest. his messy long black hair and thin-framed round glasses fit so well with his face and were probably one of the prettiest things you've seen since..ever. this cycle continued for days, just you being there, no conversations shared, simply you two sitting there in silence as you both refueled for the day. eventually, he wanted more. he really wanted to talk to you, hear your pretty voice, see your pretty face, and really really wanted to sneak subtle glances at your chest. call him a weirdo, but you can't blame him, the only ones he's seen were ones in porn as he tried to get himself off to the thought of you. he hasn't even known you for 2 weeks and he's already cummed all over his hand and sheets whimpering your name as he shuddered at the pleasure. of course, he'd never admit that to you, no matter what..maybe. in the slightest chance you two do get together (a/n: u do.) he might just tell you. underneath his fantasies and perverted nature, he was just a shy boy who wanted to love you, and he made that his ultimate goal. once he finally gathered up the courage to say something to you, he wanted to make it meaningful,

"um..y/n..thank you for, you know, sitting with me everyday," yeonjun couldn't maintain eye contact with you if his life depended on it, you were just so hot, and you let out a small giggle at how adorable he was,

"no problem junnie," you put your hand on top of his for what he thought was the shortest time ever, and oh..the nickname. he felt his dick twitch when it fell out of your mouth, all he could do was flash you the sweetest grin and turn his attention back to his phone as always. you'd always wondered what he did on there, you had some ideas, but you never brought it upon yourself to peek, you felt that was too invading. and he's so glad you never did, that you maintained your perfect nature and never snooped, because if you did, he would've dug his own grave and gave himself a closed-casket burial. the things he wrote about you in his notes app..absolutely horrendous. the things he wanted you to do to him. yeonjun would always imagine those things when he jerked off in the shower, making him cum faster than ever, the steam making his head fuzzy as he whined. after he'd leave the shower, he'd put his shorts on and then fall asleep palming himself, desperately wishing one day his hand would be replaced with yours (a/n: it does). the day semesters ended and he got placed into not one, not two, but three classes with him, he could feel his spine tingle and his fingers quiver with excitement, more time to see you, he'd tell himself, internally leaping for joy. you simply thought it was a happy coincidence at the time, but nonetheless glad to see the boy who was slowly becoming your favorite. the boy who you always tried to sit next to in class, the boy who was in your mind when you wished the teacher to let you pick project partners. the day the teacher finally did, you never felt your eyes flick to him so fast, his gaze already on you. yeonjun smiled so brightly when you gave him your number, and you wished you'd given it to him earlier. when he came to your house to work on the project, he was enamored. you'd brought him to your room, simple, organized. yeonjun immediately noticed the cutest stuffed cat, the eyes in a ^^ shape and the faux fur fluffy and black by your pillow. he'd also noticed the tiny trinkets you left on your dresser, small polaroid photos and little things you'd bought. he took the smallest ones, the ones in the back that were slowly collecting dust, hoping that you wouldn't notice as he wanted more things from you. he focused as hard as he could on helping you with the project, wishing that you'd continue to invite him over even though you had no more work to do. the moment you took a quick break to leave for the bathroom, he scrambled to your bed, even though he'd sat on it before, he never got the chance to really sink into the soft mattress..oh. and that was it, the smell of your shampoo from your pillows filled his lungs, and it immediately became his favorite smell of all time. once he noticed you finished and were washing your hands, he immediately tidied up the sheets as best as he could, trying to make it seem like he didn't just shove his face into your pillows for the past 40 seconds,

"sorry..hope you don't mind me sitting on your bed," he'd mumbled a quick apology, hoping you wouldn't be too upset,

"hm? oh no not at all feel free, do you want something to eat? i can order takeout if you'd like, it's getting late," yeonjun felt his heartbeat pick up the pace once again when he saw your eyelashes flutter,

"uhh, sure. if it isn't too much trouble," he said softly, his voice slightly raspy making your stomach do tumbles before you let out a quick "it's really no problem at all" and ordered food. 20 minutes later, the doorbell was rung, and you raced downstairs to grab it, yeonjun following shortly behind you, trying not to stare at your ass and thighs as you ran down the stairs, you quickly thanked the person who delivered your food, before gesturing him over to the table as you laid all the stuff out. once he sat down, he felt his mouth water for two, very different reasons. yeonjun tried to distract himself by shoving his face full of food the moment you reminded him to help himself, eliciting a small laugh from you. halfway through you two eating, thunder boomed throughout the area, shaking your house ever so slightly (a/n: this has happened to me before), lightning flashing throughout the sky. usually, you loved rain, but you had company over, company that was yeonjun. not that you minded having him over, but you weren't sure if you could keep your relationship with him strictly in the friend zone if his pretty lips kept moving like that as he chewed. at that point, you were zoning out, staring at his perfect face until..uh oh. the power went out. (a/n: how coincidental...),

"are you sure you wanna head home in this type of weather? my phone says we have a tornado watch too," you asked, voice laced with concern, secretly wishing he'd stay. just the slightest bit. right?

"oh, is it really alright if i stay the night? i don't wanna trouble you more, you've already done so much," he mentally punched himself for not immediately agreeing to stay, but of course he didn't want to overstep his boundaries,

"junnie just look outside i don't want you walking home through that shit," you insisted on him staying for his safety, but on the inside wanted him to stay just so you could be with him longer, how selfish,

"i.." that nickname again, slipping off your tongue like second-nature, making his heart skip a beat, "fine," he gave in, wishing he'd given up earlier, but that would've made it too obvious,

"good. i shouldn't have even asked, i'll get you something to change into. i should have a spare toothbrush somewhere," you mumbled to yourself as you cleaned up everything, using your phone's flashlight to guide you through the darkness, before heading back upstairs to get the spare toothbrush and a change of clothes. after digging through your closet you found an oversized t-shirt and knee-length shorts, and finally found a toothbrush that you ended up getting from the dentist. after calling yeonjun up to make sure everything was okay, he caught himself before saying why can't i just use your toothbrush? once he finished changing, he found it so hot that your clothes fit him so well, loving how perfect you truly were. how you were just as tall as him, how you had the prettiest eyes, the most perfect lips, all of it was absolutely amazing to him. to stay polite, he opted for sleeping on the couch in your room, it was big enough, and he could sleep comfortably knowing you weren't even 5 feet away, although he wished there wasn't any space between the two of you. the rain continued to pour down, hitting your window like rocks, thunder cracking down like a whip. he found comfort in the sound, just like you always did. of course, when he tried to truly relax and fall asleep, he couldn't. the smell of you from your clothes enveloped him like a blanket, constricting him tight, giving him no room to breathe. he felt his mind grow hazy and his senses dull as he slowly runs his hand down to his pants, hips bucking up as he bites his lip to muffle his moans, hearing you shift quietly spurring him on, trying to finish as quickly as he could. eventually, he had to cover his mouth with his hand (a/n: his hands r so fucking pretty wth) to keep himself from being too loud, bucking his hips up even faster into his other hand, wishing you would wake up and finish the job. but he couldn't let you do that, especially with how you thought of him right now. what he didn't realize was that you were wide awake, hearing him moan and whimper into his hand..before hearing him whimper one last thing you couldn't catch. you couldn't catch him whimpering your name in front of you. you tried to play it off as hearing things, as the rain was still battering against your window like hell, but it was just..so clear. you could feel your panties slowly stick to you as your wetness slipped out of you. the noises that came out of him were so pretty just like he was. as you slipped back into sleep, you made a mental note that he really was your favorite pervy pretty boy.

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when you awoke, saturday sunshine gleamed through your window, the rain finally ending during the night. you tried to see if the power was back, and luckily it was. as you sat up, you remembered last nights events, feeling your slick still there. however, when you looked to your couch, yeonjun wasn't there. fuck, did he leave early? but, your thoughts were quickly shut down as you heard sizzling downstairs and a waft of bacon hit your nose. oh my god. how much better could he get? you slink out of bed, drawn to the smell like a zombie, trudging down the stairs before rubbing your eyes to wake yourself up,

"sorry junnie, but you didn't have to cook," i smiled softly, noticing how he jumped slightly at your sudden appearance. but, it was your morning voice that really got to him. he really didn't think you could get any hotter. but here you were, doing just that,

"oh, it's really no problem. think of it as me repaying you for, everything. i can't thank you enough for letting me stay over," he smiled at you, his hair even messier than usual, glasses hung low on his nose, the sight making you have to bite back a groan. you simply watched as he cooked, how he effortlessly flipped the bacon on the pan, plated it, then cracked two eggs, one in each hand. walking. fucking. green. flag. in your eyes, he couldn't get much hotter either, especially in your clothes. you found it so adorable how he was acting like nothing happened during the night, how he was totally oblivious to the fact that you were awake, while he was jerking off 5 feet away from you. how he simply gazed at you with the sweetest smile as he passed you your plate,

"thanks, junnie," you said as you ate your bacon and eggs. goddamn, he was a good cook, making the simplest breakfast taste gourmet. loving how he used the most basic seasonings could give something a whole new flavor. yeonjun had to chew even harder to keep himself from visibly giving a reaction to the nickname you used so frequently, relishing in the fact that even now it still had the same effect, "how'd you learn to cook so well?" you mumbled, mouth full of egg,

"i taught myself," he laughed, finding how you talked with your mouth full (with a hand covering your mouth of course, you're no barbarian) adorable, making your eyes widen,

"really? i swear if you open a restaurant i'll be your top customer," you promised, spilling out your true feelings about his cooking, making him blush and give a small "thank you" which made your heart melt. once you both finished eating you ushered him out of the kitchen rambling about how he'd done enough and to let you do the dishes, making him chuckle and lean on the counter nearby, watching you do the dishes with the cutest smile. of course, the moment you were done and turned back toward him he immediately averted his gaze, hoping that he wasn't obvious. thankfully, this time, you actually didn't notice, making him breathe a small sigh of relief,

"hey junnie? wanna finish up our project? we don't have much left to do and if we finish now we can relax for the next week until the due date," you asked, leaning against the counter, yeonjun taking in how good you look even at what you would call your worst, before giving the cutest little nod and a "sure!". so, you headed upstairs once again, yeonjun snickering when you almost trip, before letting out a yelp when you flick him on the forehead,

"you're so mean," he pouted, bottom lip jutting out, and boy, did you want to kiss him to make him shut up, but instead you made a face at him before running to your room. when yeonjun caught up you both agreed to start focusing on the project, while still sneaking glances at your chest, even though your breasts weren't as noticeable under your oversized t-shirt, he still marveled in the subtle outline of them. yeonjun was so glad you were focused on the project, telling him that you could finish this part and that he should just relax, your eyes darting back and forth between the textbook, your computer, and the paper as you scribbled down notes and wrote things down on the actual project. you had also started playing some music but not too loud or else you'd get distracted. yeonjun felt his ears perk up as he heard one of his favorite songs, then you turning towards him flashing another one of your pretty smiles, saying "you like this song too?" and he'd just looked into your eyes, nodding softly. you two simply sat there, making eye contact as the song played, after a while you smirked slightly before turning back to work on the project, sneaking one last glance in his direction. yeonjun just sat there in disbelief, eyes wide, tongue glazing over his lips as he wish he would've just leaned forward and show you how he felt. by the time you finished your part and he opted to do some more work for his section, you simply got up and sat on your bed, scrolling on your phone, wearing your blue light glasses. yeonjun tried to focus so hard, and eventually, he pushed through and got his work done. he spun around on your swivel chair, giving you the cutest grin,

"i finished!" and you high-fived each other, only one part left to do: finalize. that part was easy. all you had to do was organize all of your work and make it look nice. you decided to get a head start on that, and found some poster paper and an extra sheet of normal paper to sketch. you organized each part by topic, and the moment you finished formatting you got to work, writing things down, drawing, outlining, all the works. yeonjun just watched in awe, admiring your handwriting and fuck, your hands. how they almost covered the whole pen as you wrote, how your fingers traced over your writing to make sure everything was right. how you made sure everything was level with a ruler, he found your perfectionism so cute. everything about you was simply cute. yeonjun watched for so long, before mentally smacking himself, asking if you needed any help. you quickly turned him down saying "no, don't worry! i got this you just chill." and he couldn't help but smile at your response. after 50 minutes of non-stop work and songs put on repeat, you finally leaned back, and pumped your fists in the air, "woo..hoo," you said, but not nearly as energetic as it normally is. work was tiring. yeonjun laughed at that, before getting up and gently taking your hand, softly shaking your arm,

"good job y/n, you're gonna be the reason we get an a," he smiled down at you, you sighed softly and smiled at him, before letting out a quiet "thanks". he set your hand down and then asked, "wanna do something for the time being? or just do nothing for the next year?" making you laugh,

"i'd really prefer doing nothing, school is ass," your back is pressed against the chair still, and with yeonjun murmuring his agreement, you two just sat there, you on your chair, yeonjun on your bed, just enveloping yourselves in the quiet music, and before long, he'd actually leaned back, body sinking into the mattress, soon falling asleep. you heard him slightly snore, making you smile at the sight, then getting up to gently remove his glasses, setting them on your nightstand. then, you took a glance outside, noticed it was getting dark, and checked the time, holy shit! it's already 5? almost as if on cue, your stomach rumbled, hunger panging through your body. that was when you quietly walked downstairs again, digging through your fridge, deciding what to cook for dinner. after a bit, you settled on some stir-fried noodles with vegetables, trying to clean out some of the slightly older ingredients in your fridge. then, you got to cooking (literally). vegetables? washed. then? chopped. water? boiled. noodles? shoved in the boiling water. after a good 4 minutes of cooking the noodles, you heated up your wok, giving it plenty of oil, then tossing in your vegetables, stirring slightly before heading to drain the noodles, saving some of the water for later. you threw in some soy sauce, garlic powder, chicken bouillon powder (it's a sacred ingredient), and black pepper. soon, you put the noodles into the mix, tossing the noodles and the vegetables, then pouring in the pasta water, letting it mix with the soy sauce so it can bind with everything. lastly, you threw in some chopped green onion. another successful meal. cooking 101 with y/n. after turning the heat off, plating the noodles, and setting them on the table, you noticed that yeonjun still hadn't woken up. did he not sleep at all last night? honestly, it was possible. he didn't sleep very well, unlike his assumption, no thanks to the overwhelming smell of you. by now, it was 5:42. damn, that took longer than i thought it would. oh well. you decided to let him sleep for a little while longer, and finished your own serving, before grabbing a little bit more (a/n: eat your meals!!). now, it was 6:08. you walked back up the stairs, and yeonjun was still there. sleeping. like an angel. messy black hair over his eyes, fucking pretty boy. you tapped on his shoulder lightly, trying not to startle him. he peeked one eye open and hummed a little in acknowledgement of your presence,

"junnie, i made dinner, you want some?" you said softly,

"hm? oh yeah, sorry," he sat up, rubbing his eyes, before looking around for his glasses, then putting them on once he noticed where they were. he loved the fact that you took the time to take them off for him,

"no it's okay! i wanted to let you sleep longer but i don't want the food to get cold," you said, yeonjun nodding along as he followed you downstairs, mouth watering at the sight,

"y/n you really didn't have to you've already done so much," he said right before starting to eat, eyes widening at the flavor before hastily eating more,

"slow down! i don't want you to choke, and seriously don't worry about it, it helped me clean out my fridge so it's a win-win," you shrugged, before gently patting him on the back, receiving a small nod as he returned to a normal eating pace,

"its really good," he mumbled out, mouth muffled by food just as yours was that same morning, making you laugh softly,

"thanks junnie," you smiled at him too,

"maybe we should open a restaurant together, we'd make a shit ton of money," yeonjun chewed, looking at you with his pretty eyes, making you laugh softly again,

"sure. if all else fails, your the first person i'm calling. then, we get rich," yeonjun wished you would call him regardless, but that's a worry for another time. soon, he finished, and just as you did, he had a little bit more, finishing what was left in the wok. of course, he also insisted that he wash the dishes this time, trying his best to repay you for what you've done. you argued that you didn't need to be repaid, and that it was something you would've done either way. he blushed at that statement, how could you treat him so well? he finally gave up with a series of okay's and set all the dishes on the drying rack, drying the wok manually and opening the cabinet under your stove and putting it back with the rest of the pots and pans. and he knows where to put stuff? i am not the strongest soldier. to your dismay, he soon said,

"y/n i really should get going i don't need to have you do more stuff for me," he wished he didn't say that either, god did he want to live here with you forever, but he really needs to maintain his image, and seem like a normal guy who stayed over at his best friend's house who he's not absolutely in love with because of a fortunate unfortunate storm. but of course, you couldn't make him stay (you could), so you sighed, said okay, and went up to grab his stuff. you soon came down with his clothes and the toothbrush he used last night all in a bag. he thanked you again, before putting his shoes on and heading out the door,

"bye junnie! see you monday!" you smiled and waved at him, yeonjun shooting you a smile as well and returning your wave, and when you closed your door, you leaned your head against it. desperately wishing monday would come, missing him already. so, you decide to text him like any other normal person would.

y/n:

miss u already junnie <;/3 seen 6:53 pm

junnie!!

aw i miss u too y/n :( seen 6:54 pm

junnie!!

dw i'll see u super soon <;33 seen 6:54 pm

y/n:

i hope so, my house is so quiet without u :(( seen 6:55 pm

junnie!!

it's gonna be ok! monday will come before you know it! don't sleep too late ok? seen 6:55 pm

y/n:

thanks junnie, u too! see u monday :) seen 6:56 pm

you smile wide, kicking your feet as he hearted your message. you really couldn't wait until you saw your pretty boy again.

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yeonjun was right. monday really did come before you knew it. sunday slipped by so quickly, filled with excitement at seeing him again. you met at your usual spot, right between your lockers, with you holding your project, making sure both of your names were on the attached rubric and on the back of the project itself. you had to hold yourself back from giving him the biggest, tightest hug ever, to both of your disappointment. school that day went by quickly too, filled with you two laughing and having conversations with each other as much as you could, whether it was during your shared classes, lunch, or passing time. of course, you both also stressed together about upcoming finals, but ended with hyping each other up about how you're both absolute geniuses and you'll pass easily as long as you study together. easy. no problem right? and right after finals was homecoming, and yeonjun really wanted to be your date. neither of you really gave a shit about the parade nor the football game, since it didn't fit either of your interests, which was fine. more time to hang out. once the school day was over you met at the library, wanting to study together for finals for the extra 2 hours the school kept it open for students,

"hey junnie! got everything you need?" you smile at him, holding your books and all your other materials. he nodded, smiling at you, walking with you in step as you two headed to the library. you headed in, then found a spot surrounded by books where there weren't too many people, and sat down. you opened the first textbook and started to quiz each other. after making sure that both of you were proficient on that topic, you moved on to the next section. this cycle of events continued for the entirety of the two hours you were allowed to stay in the school after all classes had ended. as you two said goodbye to the librarian, you started laughing as yeonjun made a joke. the librarian smiled at the sight of you two, muttering “to be young and in love”. yeonjun heard this, and so did you, making you two laugh just a bit harder, with neither of you noticing why. today was a great day, filled with laughter, studying, and smiles as your favorite pretty boy made it all so much better.

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fuck. the day before..finals. you had no idea how the three weeks had passed by so quickly, but it was all the same. thankfully, you and yeonjun studied plenty every day. this time you went over to his place, textbooks, reviews, and notes scattered all over the floor as you prepared like hell. you also made flashcards for both of you, studying terminologies, formulas, and other basic questions on the exam. several of your teachers had also passed out reviews that were practice tests, which helped both of you a bunch. several hours had already gone by, and you were getting tired,

"junnie, it's like 7 i think we've studied enough for today. we started at like 2 didn't we?" you yawned, rubbing your eyes that had been reading for the past 5 hours,

"i guess so, yeah. sure we can stop. i think we're both ready anyway," he laughed softly, finding your yawn so cute. he starts to clean everything up, separating which stuff is his and what isn't. he still had those trinkets he'd stolen from you a week prior, they were hiding in his nightstand drawer, waiting for him to take them out like every night, to fiddle and examine them. there was no real reason he did this, by now he'd already memorized every little thing about them, but he did it every night like a ritual because they were yours. well. originally. he always made sure to give them a goodnight kiss before he went to sleep. he might give them back, but only if you asked. yeonjun had spaced out now, thinking about exactly that,

"hey. jun?" you waved a hand in his face, and he blinked his pretty eyes once, his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose, making him scrunch his nose for a quick second which was fucking adorable,

"yeah? sorry i zoned out for a second," yeonjun blushed softly, wishing he'd taken your hand and kissed it like he's always wanted to,

"i know," you laughed briefly, "want me to make something? i'm getting kinda hungry,"

"me too but you don't have to cook," he quickly pushed you back down on the floor gently, insisting that he cook for you. you smiled at his eagerness and didn't budge. the moment he got to his kitchen though, he wished he'd taken you with him. you were still in the same house but he already missed you. your laugh, your hair, your face, your lips, everything. you missed him too, you always missed your favorite pretty boy. you decided to go back on your word, and go down the stairs. thankfully he wouldn't be mad about that, smiling when he saw your face, "what'd you come down for?"

"got bored, missed you," you returned his smile, being totally honest,

"really? i'm gone for not even 5 minutes and you already miss me?" he raised an eyebrow, slightly smirking as he focuses on cooking dinner,

"mhmmm," you hummed, making yeonjun smile even wider, grinning at how much he affected you. soon, he finished cooking and set both of your plates on the counter, not bothering to take them to the dining table. you two ate happily, chatting away and making jokes. if someone saw you, they'd probably assume you were a couple. which honestly, was true. you two were pretty much a couple, minus the pet names, the kissing, and hand holding. your hangouts and study sessions would fit as dates pretty well, you often shared deep conversations about the most random things, and you both spent basically all of your time together. yeonjun loved that about your friendship, he could wait a little bit longer than he already has to finally be able to call you his, hold your hand, and kiss you. of course, you took a half-step forward for the both of you when you thanked him for the meal, gathered your stuff, and gave him a kiss on the cheek when you walked out his door, asking him to text you when he's free. he blushed so hard the moment your pretty lips made contact with his face, stuttering out an "okay", you found him so fucking cute. when you got home, you two texted for hours. up until you had to unwillingly urge him to sleep because you two needed to sleep well to do well on the finals. he gave in, but only after you said no to his pleas multiple times to stay up a little while longer (he just missed you too much). that night, he kissed your his little trinkets an extra few times, hugging his pillow, desperately wishing for it to be you someday.

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when both of you woke up, you grumbled about finals and ended up texting to complain to each other the whole time as you two got ready. you surprised him by showing up at his door to walk to school together. he was so excited when he peeked through the curtains and saw you approaching through his bedroom window, rushing to finish getting ready to meet you. as he locked his door and you started walking together, falling in step, he was so close to grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles like he always wanted. if he did, you obviously wouldn't complain, the entire time, you wanted to pin him against a nearby wall and make out with him until sunset, and his messy hair slightly covering his eyes didn't help. and the glasses? oh my god you swore he did that just to torture you, his pretty lips glossed over by his tongue as he talked to you, absolutely no words making it through your ears to be processed by your brain since it was all filled with yeonjun yeonjun yeonjun. he had to wave a hand in your face to get you to zone back in because all you were doing was staring into his eyes as he rambled about physics, which he found an understandable topic to space out about. but what really got him was that you decided to space out..staring at him. out of all things, even if it was an accident (it wasn't), the chances were slim, but you still zoned out on him. god, he loved you, if only he'd say it out loud so you could say it too and the two of you would be happy for the rest of your lives together. when you arrived at school, both of you were disappointed that your conversation had to end, but you promised to sit together for lunch (you didn't need to promise, you always did regardless) and dread all the exams, the horrible teachers, and your shitty classmates. thankfully, time passed by quickly and you two were freed from the binds of hell school once again,

"junnie! how'd you do?" you ran up to him, gently touching his arm, making him stumble on his words,

"i did g-good, what about y-you?"

"me too! i think our studying really paid off," and you just had to squeeze his arm as you finished your sentence, making him have to stifle a whimper at the feeling of your perfect fingers around his bicep, the ones that he's worked on just for you. at this point, everything he did was for you. studying, doing his work, hell even breathing, eating, sleeping, drinking was all for you. he knew that you'd want him to, regardless if you explicitly said it or not,

"yeah, i t-think so too," he smiled so brightly at you, so happy to finally be done with finals, excited to take you to homecoming, "oh yeah, you wanna come to homecoming with me? unless you already have someone,"

"of course i don't, why would i need someone else when i have you?" you smile back at him, your words making his stomach do so many flips and his heart go completely arrhythmic from skipping so many beats, all he could do was just blush softly and continue to smile so prettily at you. as you walked out together, easily starting to make conversation again, you couldn't stop smiling due to the fact that yeonjun was one step closer to being yours forever.

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oh my god oh my god oh. my. god. homecoming was in 2 hours and you haven't started getting ready. you checked the time, and jumped out of bed, scrambling to pick out your outfit before running to take a shower, almost slipping in the process. you slid out of the bathroom after doing your skincare and drying your hair, and you noticed you still had an hour and a half. plenty of time, right? that's what you told yourself, as you collapsed on your bed for a bit, letting yourself sink into the comforter. that was, until you heard your phone buzz on your nightstand, and you smacked your hand around until you found it, staring at the screen until you noticed it was a text from yeonjun.

junnie!:

is it ok if i come over a little early? maybe at 7:15 or so? u still get 45-ish minutes to get ready :) seen 6:34 pm

y/n:

yeah sure! i'll let u know if u can come earlier seen 6:34 pm

junnie!:

okay! see u soon :) seen 6:34 pm

you smiled to yourself as you hearted his message, eager to have him come over as soon as possible. you focused on getting ready, putting your outfit on, making sure there wasn't anything wrong with the ensemble, quickly texting yeonjun to come over now. you finished getting ready by spritzing your favorite perfume on to top off everything, and right when you put the bottle down, yeonjun arrived. when you opened the door, he choked on his own breath,

"wow, you..you..wow," he was at a loss for words, making you laugh softly, beckoning him in. you felt your body melt when you fully took him in, holy shit. his hair was neat yet messy at the same time, and him in a suit? you were hooked, wanting to take him right then and there. you also notice him linger his gaze on you just the slightest bit longer than someone normally would, he really seemed to like how you looked,

"you don't look so bad yourself," you smiled, making his cheeks flush as he mumbled out a 'thank you', quickly rubbing his nose to prevent him from letting anything inappropriate slip out (not that you would care). soon, it was time to leave, and you both opted to walk as always, only wanting to have more time together just by yourselves. once you arrived at the party, it was horrendous. people were already wasted, there were drink spills, pieces of clothing on the floor, and people were making out..everywhere. if only those people were you and yeonjun right now, but first you two headed to a quieter area, both picking up some mocktails since neither of you enjoyed actual alcohol. you two were just sipping away at your drinks, joking with each other like you always did. of course, at one point yeonjun had to go to the bathroom, and one guy that had his eye on you the entire time walked over, taking advantage of the opportunity that had been plated so nicely in front of him,

"hey, now that he's gone, can i get your number missy?" he seemed drunk, but could still barely pass as sober, not that it mattered, you already didn't like him regardless,

"no thank you," you politely refused, hoping that he would just take the hint, but due to the alcohol, something didn't click. he kept insisting that he could be better, and that'd he'd never leave you alone like this. of course, yeonjun saw, he saw it all the moment he left the bathroom, and had just been peeking from the sidelines during the whole encounter, seething with so much anger you could almost see steam coming off him. his breaking point was when he tried to touch you, trying to steal you away, from him. he easily, and quite elegantly slipped through the crowd, catching the guy's wrist as he tried to grab you and lead you away,

"she told you no didn't she? if you can't take the hint from her, take it from me. fuck off," that was probably the hottest thing you've ever seen him do. you could already feel your panties getting sticky at the sight of him leaning down to match the guy's level, spitting insults about how he could never be enough for you, how he wasn't even close to your height, and that he couldn't provide for you like he could. like..he could. like he could. those three words confirmed everything you've been speculating about ever since you started talking to each other. now, with this newfound conclusion, you couldn't hold yourself back any longer. the moment the guy scurried away you got up, and as he turned to you, you gently took his face in your hands and kissed him. it was so much better than he imagined, him putting his pretty hands on your waist, pulling you closer. he immediately gave in when you nibbled on his lower lip, opening his mouth just for you. the way he gave you control without hesitation was one of the cutest things about him, and that only made your panties even more soaked,

"let's leave, yeah?" you said against his lips as you pressed small kisses on them, him nodding eagerly, so happy you feel the same way he does. you led him out of the party, and walked home together, holding hands and pressing kisses on each other's face,

"how long, junnie?" you asked, tone quiet, your eyes loving as you looked at him,

"honestly? the moment you sat next to me," he sheepishly said, looking down at the ground, blush tinting his pretty face,

"junnie don't be embarrassed, not gonna lie i started liking you around then too," which made him perk up, letting out the cutest 'really?' which you laughed at softly and pressed another kiss to the corner of his mouth, "really," making him give u the biggest, prettiest smile you've ever seen. he was so giddy for the rest of the way back, practically bouncing with happiness, he was just so relieved to finally know. once you reached your house, you both really, really let go. the moment the door was shut you two threw off your shoes, and made out all the way up to your room, you ending up straddling him on your bed, "you good to continue junnie?"

"mhm, i am," he nodded eagerly against your lips, never wanting to seperate from them, and you felt the same,

"good boy," you smiled against his lips, making his fingers squeeze your own slightly, clearly happy you thought so well of him,

"mph, mommy," yeonjun mumbled against your lips as you made out, grabbing your attention with the name, and making you pause,

"yes junnie?" you pressed soft kisses into his jaw,

"can i um," he trailed off, blushing out of embarrassment,

"don't get distracted pretty boy, tell me what you want," this time you took his hand and pressed kisses all over, making him groan,

"please, please let me eat you out, i've wanted to for so long," he whined out, now grabbing at your arm and pawing at your chest, making you smile, leaning down to kiss him again,

"of course, anything for you baby," you kissed his forehead as you said that, making yeonjun almost jump up in excitement, but remembering you were still on top of him, he let you shift off and he eagerly tugged his and your clothes off, forming a pile on the floor. the first thing he focused on was your boobs, latching his mouth onto one, kneading the other. the feeling of his tongue on your nipple made you groan out, running your fingers through his hair as he made eye contact with you, he was just so pretty. he moaned against you at the feeling of your nails lightly scratching at his scalp and brushing through his soft hair, making you jolt. it caught you by surprise when he reached down towards your cunt, mumbling a "this ok?" and only continuing once you gave him a verbal "yes", sliding two of his perfect fingers into you, your slick making it easy,

"sorry mommy, wanna eat you out after you cum," he peppered kisses all over your chest before latching back onto your nipple, you petting his hair briefly to let him know it was no big deal,

"'s okay kitty, no worries. you're making mommy feel so good, yeah? being a good boy for me?"

"mhm mhm," he nodded vigorously against your chest, you laughing breathily, muttering a "so cute", loving how quickly he slid into subspace for you. soon, he added a third, then a fourth. the stretch was delicious, he was so good, so good for you,

"junnie, you're so good at this," you laughed softly as he moved up to kiss you,

"really? i thought i would be doing horribly," he mumbled against your neck as he stilled his hand for a moment,

"why would you think that kitty?" you held his face as he looked up at you, melting into your touch,

"cuz this is my..first," he said the last word much quieter, and you almost didn't catch what he said,

"really? why didn't you tell me junnie," you brushed some stray hairs out of his pretty face as he nuzzled into your neck to hide his face, flushed red,

"i didn't know if you'd think i was weird for that, there was a couple times where i almost lost it, but i wanted to save myself for you. i only wanted to be yours, wanted to be good f'you" he pouted up at you when you moved his face out of your neck, yelping when you harshly pulled him up to you, kissing him hard, but easing down quickly so you wouldn't hurt him,

"i'd never think of you like that, junnie that's probably the sweetest thing i've ever heard. 'm sorry you had to wait so long," he smiled at your words, and smiled even wider when you kissed his nose, but then shuffled down, and pulled his fingers out,

"it's okay mommy, i would've waited as long as you needed me to," that statement made your heart swell, and then he kissed your thighs while apologizing for changing his mind again about what he wanted to do, but, of course, you told him it was okay. how could you be mad at him when he looked so pretty? with his lips covered in your juices already, going down on you like a madman, his long hair disheveled and messy, you almost came at the sight. when he spread your pussy lips wider with his thumbs and shook his head to get even deeper, it didn't take very long for you to figure out where he'd learned all this from (porn.) just so he could be prepared for the possibility of getting to be in the exact scenario he was in right now. he really was your good boy, wasn't he? learning all this just for you, just so he could be your favorite kitty. that made you so happy, hell, made you love him more, something you didn't think could happen. you felt yourself get closer and closer to cumming as he continued to lap at you and rub your clit with his nose. what sent you tumbling over the edge was when he moaned, loud. at first, you didn't know why, but then you felt yourself tugging at his hair, pulling him even deeper into you, the knot finally snapping, and a warm wave of pleasure washed over you. you let go of his hair, and rubbed the area softly as an apology. once your cum seeped out, he made sure not to waste any of it. once he finished,

"mommy, i really liked when you pulled on my hair, do it again please," he whispered, lips slightly parted and glistening in the moonlight, making you bite back a moan,

"of course baby," you caressed his cheek, him leaning into you as he pressed more kisses into your thighs. you pat your stomach softly, gesturing him to come over, "take your boxers off junnie," which he complied to without hesitation, now sitting completely bare in front of you, as you were to him. small beads of precum had already begun to slide down his pretty dick, dripping off his thighs onto your own. now that you'd sat yourself up more to be more comfortable, you pulled him into yet another kiss, this one soft, loving. although, halfway through, you wrapped your hand around his dick, slowly pumping, "still good junnie?"

"yes mommy," he nodded, "feels good,"

"yeah? you like this? tell me junnie, what were you thinking about that first night when you stayed the night?"

"w-what?" yeonjun blushed, hard. even though he'd thought to himself about possibly telling you if the time came, he had no idea that you were actually awake the whole time,

"you heard me baby, answer my question," you picked up the pace, pumping quicker and squeezing more, making his hips jerk,

"mommy, i-i'm sorry, your shirt just smelled so much like you, i couldn't s-stop myself," he whimpered when you pumped even faster, tears starting to flow down his face at the feeling, his tip red and angry, precum still dribbling down and pooling at your stomach,

"hmm, my junnie's a little pervert, isn't he? couldn't stop himself from beating his own dick like a whore cuz he wore my shirt?" now your pace was almost torturous, yeonjun whining almost every second, increasing in volume as well,

"y-yes mommy, i'm a pervert only for you. i'm y-your whore," yeonjun whimpered out, his hips bucking up into your hand as you kissed his tears away,

"mhm, you are, pretty boy," you leaned forward and bit down on his collarbone, lightly sinking your teeth into his pretty skin and leaving a red mark. you continued to leave behind countless hickeys and love bites on his neck, kissing them all afterward,

"s-so close mommy, kitty's so close," yeonjun mumbled out, hips still jerking,

"it's ok babyboy, let go i'm here," almost as if on command, he cummed all over your hand as he cried into your shoulder out of pleasure, legs shaking. you dramatically slowed down to help him ride out his orgasm still letting out small spurts of cum, "junnie you okay?" yeonjun let out small sniffles as he nodded into your shoulder, nose red as you held his face again, "i need a verbal yes, kitty,"

"yes, mommy, i'm okay. thank you," he kissed you, tear stains on his cheeks,

"good boy, wanna keep going or stop for tonight?" once you finished your question yeonjun let out a small yawn, making you smile and kiss his nose,

"can we sleep, please? we still have tomorrow, and all the other days," he looked up at you innocently, but what you saw was far from it. hair tousled, lips swollen, neck and chest littered with red marks, it was something you'd never get tired of seeing. you pressed several more kisses on his forehead, brushed his hair with your fingers, and led him to your bathroom to clean up. you turned on the shower, yeonjun leaning on you the entire time, yawning as you tested the temperature. once you concluded that the heat level was okay, and got in. he began to doze off on your shoulder as you washed his hair, waking up when you turned the water off and started to dry him gently. he giggled as you rubbed moisturizer into his skin, mumbling about how well you took care of him, and how much he loved you. you kissed his damp hair when you heard him say that, whispering "i love you too junnie" when you put another one of your shirts on him, put his boxers back on, slipped into pajamas yourself, and brought him to bed. with your favorite pretty boy fast asleep on your chest, you could happily sleep yourself.

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applesooyoung · 1 year

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NSFW! SUB!TXT WEARING SKIRTS Genre: Smuff (Smut + Fluff hehe) A/N: Afab!reader | a quickie reaction hehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Warnings: mommy kink to ease my stupid ass, crossdressing, mentions of pegging/thigh riding/fingering, pet names (I'll color code them cuz why not)

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— Yeonjun A confident baby! He's pretty wearing it and he knows it. "Am I pretty, mommy?? Tell Junnie he's pretty, mommy" he'd twirl to show you how beautiful he looks "Yes baby, you do look pretty" he just loves to dress up for you and only for you,, he's ready to wear anything you want him to wear just to make you happy. And omg pls let him wear a skirt while he rides your thigh- it'll be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

— Soobin The literal opposite of yeonjun; he's so shy and you love how he looks so flustered half of the time. Just like jun, he just wants to look good and dress up for his mommy but the only difference is he's not as confident as his hyung so he feels vulnerable and needs assurance half of the time. "Such a pretty bunny for mommy, Bin" then coaxing his fluffy hair before clipping some bunny ears on him,, he'd be a blushing mess.

— Beomgyu Ok hear me out, hear me out !! Gyu would be so cocky and proud at first but once you use your intimidating mental game,, he'd lose that cocky facade and would ultimately give you control over him. He'd go from "I look scrumptious don't I, Y/n?" to "Can your puppy cum now, mommy? I promise I'll be your good boy from now on. Mrtgiojtrgijrttbr my ideal fit for him is a cute short plaid pink skirt with some thigh highs (and also wolf cut gyu? wearing this) before pegging your not-so-good-boy.

— Taehyun "Hyun, can you like dress up for mommy?" you said as you draw circles in his chest "noo" taehyun whines "pleaasee? I'd let you taste me if you do" that is basically how your conversation goes whenever you want him to dress up prettily for you because honestly, he doesn't really care what he looks while you fuck him all he cares is about how he makes you feel good and that is enough. But him dressing up for you is rarer than an occurrence of a blue moon so this one time is very special to you seeing him wearing it for you. "Do I look ok now...?" yes you do baby, yes you do. He'd look even better while you finger his tight hole.

— Huening Kai Hyuka honestly radiates major golden retriever energy and it shows; he's basically a ray of sunshine so when he heard that you want him to wear a skirt, he'd beam the shiniest smile in the world and his cheeks would be redder than the sun. "Look at me mama, it's the one you bought me, doesn't it look pretty?" "Of course angel, you look like mommy's bestest prince" tbh out of all the members, I think he's the most confident one to wear anything for you, such a good boy.

#sub!txt #txt #txt smut #txt reactions #sub!yeonjun #sub!soobin #sub!beomgyu #sub!taehyun #sub!hueningkai #applesooyoung

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imrllytootiredforthis · 1 year

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Morning Cuddles

Pairing: Yeonjun x reader

Summary: Just waking up in the morning with him by your side...except a bit steamier than just that

Warnings: very softdom reader, sub yeonjun, thigh riding, voice kink (?), exhibitionism, nipple play, slight overuse of petnames, might be more that i forgot

Word count: 2.2k

A/N: these damn concept photos are really ruining me here😫, anyway, from the request here, tysm for requesting<33

“Sweet thing,”

It was early, well subjectively early to wake up on a day when both of you were off, free from your busy lives and able to just lay around with each other.

He grumbled something unintelligible, only shifting in place, burying his face into your neck.

“C’mon bunny, time to wake up.” Gently you brushed his hair off his face, leaning down to place a peck on the forehead.

“No,” He dragged the word out, shaking his head back and forth. “Don’t wanna~”

You laughed softly. “But I wanna see your pretty face honey. Wanna see my pretty boy.”

His body responded to the praise with a high, needy whine. “You can look at it later. ‘M sleeping now.”

You shifted, trying to move into a more comfortable position, but that meant moving farther away from your needy little baby and he couldn’t have that. Clutching at your waist, muttering out small no’s and incoherent protests.

“C’mon,” you grunted, taking his hands in yours and moving onto your back. “Lay on top of me.”

Happily taking up the offer he scrambled to lay on top of you. Knees fell on either side of your hips, arms situating around your shoulders; snuggling in with a contented sigh, warm breath fanning over your skin as his head landed beneath your chin.

“You good baby?”

He nodded, hair brushing against your cheek.

Something deep inside your chest fluttered in warmth, melting with the feel of him against you. With the feel of his warm body pressed up to yours, bodies so close the line between where you met became hard to decipher.

Feeling his heart beat, pounding fast along with yours. Listening to his breath in your ear, falling in sync with your own.

“Love you, Yeonjun.”

His heart hammered in his chest.

“Love you too, (Y/N).”

Yeonjun loved to lay like this.

Loved how close it made him feel to you, how small and safe and soft inside it made him feel. How he could count each and every individual heartbeat and the way your chest rumbled as you spoke.

He loved your morning voice-god he loved it so fucking much. “Say it again.”

“Hmm what?”

He nearly purred in pleasure at the rasp of it, husky from sleep and low from the position you laid in, with the weight of him on top of you. Lazy, almost slurred with the utter peace you felt here right now with him.

“Anything, just wanna hear your voice.”

If there was one thing he loved more than your voice, it was your laugh. The way your head fell back against the pillows he had no choice but to lift his head from the warm comfort of you to watch.

The way you sounded so happy, so free.

The way it sounded, pure joy encapsulated in a single noise. Pure comfort, sending tingles down his spine.

“Okay then, pretty thing.”

You looked down at him, eyes alight in a certain kind of fondness that made him want to freeze time like this-in this very moment-forever.

“Again.” He demanded.

You fought against a smile, dragging a tongue over your teeth. “Only if you keep looking at me like that, bun.”

“Like what?” He cocked his head to the side, smiling cheekily. “I’m not looking at you like anything.”

Your hands found his hair, pushing his head forward until your lips were just brushing his, holding him back as he tried to surge forward. “When you look at me all wide and innocent like that. Makes me just wanna ruin you, sweet thing.”

He didn’t even try to stop the shudder running through his body, an electric tingle that send heat running from his head to his toes and a very specific place between his legs.

“Please do.” He groaned, subtly shifting his hips to slot against yours, trying to thrust without you noticing.

“Aw, is bunny getting all worked up by just my voice? Such a naughty little thing.” Of course you notice. You always do. Plus, he’s not as subtle as he thinks he is.

You click your tongue at him but that only makes him needier, pressing on until your hands are on his hips, holding him in place. “Did you ask for permission?”

“N-no.”

Your warm smile has him nearly trembling as you prompt him on, amused in his lust-induced stupidity. “So what does bunny do when he wants something?”

It takes a few seconds, eyes glazing over as he blinks rapidly, trying to come up with an answer. “U-um,”

Brushing his hair back, keeping a calm tone you rub circles onto the small space where his shirt has just slight ridden up over his hip “You alright, feeling subby bunny?”

He nods but still can’t find the voice to answer out loud.

“Need you to be verbal for me bunny, can you do that? What’s your colour?”

He takes a few deep breathes, taking your outstretched hand in his, threading his fingers with yours. “G-green. Jus’ need a moment, feel all fuzzy.”

“It’s okay sweet thing, you sure you wanna keep going?”

That might be the one thing he’s absolutely positive about in this moment, desperately wiggling impossibly closer to you. “Y-yes, ‘m sure, nee-need you so bad right now, so desperate for you.”

You swear you could squeal at how cute he is, cheeks stained pink, eyes wide and searching on your face. “Okay, then what do good bunny’s do when they want something?”

“A-ask for it.”

You smile brightly and he can’t help but feel excited at the prospect of pleasing you in any sort of way. “Yes! So...”

Tongue swiping over his lips, wetting them, eyes trained on your’s. “Wanna kiss. Can bunny kiss you? Please.”

“Of course baby.”

That’s all the assurance he needs, swiftly pushing forward, melting into your embrace as your lips meet.

You hum into it, smiling against his lips.

His head feels so foggy, so light. The sensations putting his brain into overdrive, his body practically vibrating as you kiss him within an inch of his life.

Slowly your hands roam over the expanse of his body. Feeling the soft skin of his hips and trailing up his shirt, tracing his abs lightly with your nails, featherlight and barely there; just enough to make him shiver. To make him gasp aloud.

Nipping and biting his bottom lip, making his head spin. Gentle but intense. Your tongue taking advantage of his open mouth and sliding in, claiming him and leaving no space of him you haven’t explored.

Lack of air is what pulls you away, panting and heaving. And he’s looking down at you, red and dazed. Looking entirely weak, mewling lowly and bucking his hips, grinding against you.

“Say something, anything.” He whispers.

You flip over and he squeaks in surprise at the sudden movement and new position. Looking up at you with wide eyes, searching your expression from where you’re now placed.

Hovering over him, arms supporting your weight on either side of his head, knees holding you up and his legs still hooked around your hips.

You lean down, peppering kisses all over his face, leaving equal amount of attention to his cheeks, nose, forehead but avoiding his lips.

He whines out, puckering them.

You smile, leaving a quick peck there once before moving on. He groans out in frustration, tightening his hold around your waist and pulling you down until your weight is against him. “Talk to me~”

The corners of your lips twitch, sighing as he desperately ruts up into you, whining and moaning.

“The boys are awake outside bun, you sure you wanna do this right now.” You hum. Not the best dirty talk in the world-in his opinion-but it’s not gonna stop him.

In fact, something about the thought of that. The boy’s hearing him, the chance that they might makes him want to moan just a bit louder. “Don’t care, want you, need you.”

A dumb smile crosses his face before he begins to grind harder, faster, breath hitching at the friction.

You stroke a finger down his cheek. “Okay well then what exactly do you want me to do to you?”

He somewhat contemplates the question, mindlessly keeping a steady rhythm as his eyes fall shut, stray breathy moans filling the room. “C-can I rideyourthigh?”

The words are a jumbled mess that you can’t make out. Your eyebrows furrow, “Can you repeat that for me bun, a little slower this time.”

He licks his lips, biting down on the bottom one. “Can I-can I please, please...ride your thigh?”

You have to hold back a back a groan at the thought. Patting his thigh in indication for him to unwind his legs from around you.

He lets out a high whine in protest but does, allowing you to move and lay back against the headboard, motioning for him to come over. “Take off your pants first bun.”

His movements are softer and slower as he complies to your wish, slipping off his sweats, messily throwing them off somewhere in the room before coming back to you, eyes wide in wait for permission.

“Everything.”

He looks down at himself, sliding off his boxers and looking back up at you. “Please. C-can I now?”

“Yeah,” He nearly scrambles to get to you, smiling widely as you cup his cheek, situating himself to straddle your thigh.

Starting off slowly, he ground down, gasping out at the sensitivity of his own body, plush lips falling open for breathy sounds of pleasure to whisper out of them.

A sight to see indeed. Smooth controlled movements, guided by your hands on his hips, eyes screwed shut and chest falling up and down quickly.

“That’s good bunny, doing so good for me. That’s it.”

His lungs fight to keep up with everything and his heart flutters quickly, barely able to keep the blood flowing to his body, rendering his head soft and fuzzy, cloudy like it’s been stuffed with cotton.

Shockwaves of pleasure burn through his veins, scorching and consuming, screaming for more, more, more, more.

“M-more, please. I-i ne-ed more~”

“More of what, sweet thing?”

“An-anything, more.”

And so you give him more, slipping his shirt over his head, hungry eyes roving over the expanse of smooth skin, warm flesh for you to grab and squeeze. “God, you’re so pretty baby.”

The words don’t make it to his head, focused only on where your attention is, on his nipples, already hardened into peaks as you brush a delicate finger over them.

He makes a needy, breathy little sound, high in the back of his throat when you lean forward, gently nipping at them with your teeth.

“G-god~...the other one-please, touch the other one too.” He cries, clutching at your hair, using the leverage to not only quicken his pace but push you closer against his chest, holding you there as his moans get higher and higher in volume.

Loud enough for the boys outside to hear.

And that only spurs him on more.

Keening when you add your other hand, tweaking and slightly tugging, pinching, sending chills down his spine and making his toes curl.

Whimpering as you meet his thrusts, canting your leg up, adding more and more stimulation and fucking hell, jesus christ, he’s spiralling.

A jumbled mess of incoherent pleas and babbles, loud and high pitched, chanting one line over and over in the midst. “Canicumcanicum-peasepleasepleasecanicum?”

He speaks a hundred miles an hour but somehow you can decipher it. “Let go bunny.”

His grinds become uncalculated, messy, sloppy. Absolutely gone, a half shriek, half moan falling from pretty red lips.

Pretty. So fucking pretty.

You bite your lip, nails digging into his skin in a way that only adds to euphoria crashing through his body.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

He melts against your body, into a panting, sweaty, heaving mess, pawing at your arms for something to hold onto.

You pull off of you chest, smirking and swiping your thumb over the sensitive bud, revelling in his shiver at the small motion.

You pet back sweaty hair, holding him close to you in his afterglow. “Did so good for me bun, such a good bunny for me, yeah?”

He mewls, nodding in reply, burying himself into the warmth of your arms. “Such a good, good boy for me Junnie.” You coo.

And yet, after all of that, that is what makes him blush the hardest. “Love you.” He whispers, breathless. “Thank you.”

Your heart flutters in your chest. “You have nothing to thank me for, baby. I-”

“-You guys are fucking disgusting!”

You head snaps up towards the voice, realizing it’s one of the boys shouting from outside the room. “At least get a fucking room!”

“They are in a room, you fucking dumbass!” One of them hisses in a half shout and you can’t help but laugh quietly at them before looking down at the wide eyed boy in your embrace.

“Love you too, Junnie.”

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