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mafiadad5 · 3 months

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blame it on the high

Genre- smut smut smut (mdni), roommates (again sry)

stoner!yangyang x fem!reader

Warnings- fingering, unprotected, praising and degrading, 18+, drug use

Word count- 1.7k

Summary- you finally give into your stoner roommates habit and decide to smoke with him, the high makes you different you…

note- I liked the writing style I tried so using that now xoxo, no proof read cause hehe, reposting ALL my ffs with this reading style too and master list coming soon loves🎀

You and Yang Yang have been roommates for about a year now.

You weren’t too sure if it was a good idea to get a roommate due to your trust issues, but luckily Yang Yang came around and you knew him for years before so it seemed perfect… you can’t lie it was perfect. He was clean, took up most of the chores, bought groceries for you both even though you insisted it was ok and you could go half— “I don’t mind, you’re the only person that lets me smoke Y/n.” He always stated, and smoke he always did.

He was a weed addict: blunts, edibles, bongs, carts, you name it, he did it. Whenever you got home from work, or class he was always laid up on the couch, smoking or sleep. He always asked if you wanted to join in, but that type of stuff was never of interest to you, so you always kindly rejected.

One night in particular when you got home from a hard shift it was the same scene, Yang Yang laid up on the couch, cart in hand as his head was thrown back on one of the pillows. He blew out a small puff of smoke before he looked up at you, his eyes fluttering.

“What’s up.” He smiled, looking at your tense body and upset face. “Hey.” You sat down your bag at the door, smiling slightly. “You ok?” He sat up on the couch, looking at you with forcefully endearing eyes.

“Just a long day at work.” You made your way over to the couch, sitting beside him earning bewildered eyes. You never sit on the couch when he smokes… like ever. You claim it always makes you light headed, but in all actuality it’s because he’s too fucking fine when he’s high— his hooded eyes, parted lips, and god that mind fucking smirk that paints his face turns you on more than you would like to admit. He looked down at the blunt at the table then back at you again.

“Have you tried before?” You shook your head: “No.”

Your glossy eyes making him lick his lips, a small smirk appearing on his face due to your innocence, making you just want him to tear you apart.

“Do you want to try?”

He looked at you grabbing a fresh blunt and lighter off the table, turning to look at you. You were reluctant, taking a deep breath while looking at him. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to princess.” He laughed, setting the blunt in between his lips and lighting it, the flame leaving a small sparkle in his eyes. “No, I want to.” You blurted out, looking at him as he blew smoke out of his mouth.

He moved closer to you, looking you in the eyes as he tapped your cheek softly. “Open.” His voice was raspy and deep, his eyes nearly shut as he rose up the blunt to your lips. Your lips parted, his eyes looking at your mouth, sending butterflies down your stomach straight to your pussy.

You took a puff, coughing slightly as he laughed, tapping your back. “Woah, take it slow.” He smiled, sliding the blunt through your lips as you took a puff. “Hold it in for a little.” He looked at you, his lips parted slightly as his eyes shimmered looking at you in front of him. “Release, blow it in my face, I don’t mind.” You blew it out softly, the smoke hitting his face as he looked at you with lewd eyes.

“That was hot.” He smiled before laughing playfully, taking another puff blowing it out the side of his mouth. “You want more?” He handed you the blunt, raising his eyebrows. You gladly took it, inhaling slowly, your eyes glistening while you looked at him.

You both passed it back and forth, the mood becoming less tense as you two laughed and talked for hours, one blunt turned into two, then three.

“Can we try something?” You asked, causing him to look at you. “—I’ve seen it in like shows, and I wanna see if it’s like, as cool as it looks.” “Yea, for sure. What is it?” He questioned.

“Take a puff.”

He nodded, finishing up the third blunt, his lips perking into a smile as he tried not to laugh, holding in the smoke. You grabbed his face, pulling him towards you, your faces inches away. “Blow.” You opened your mouth, his eyes looking into yours as he released the smoke into your mouth. You looked down, blowing out the smoke. You looked back up at him with a smile, but wasn’t met with the same expression— his eyes bloomed with desire, his lips parted as before, but it was different.

You swallowed down the thick lump in your throat as you two sat in silence, looking at each other. Wanting to say something, you opened your mouth, but bit your lips as the words got choked up.

“I can’t do this.” He murmured out, turning away from you— “yes you can.” You replied boldly, causing him to turn around to look at you again.

“I know you want to.” You don’t know what has gotten into you, was it the high, the time of night, the way he looked at you that made you act so bold and needy?

“Fuck.” He sigh. There was a pause before he grabbed your neck, pulling you into a deep kiss. His fingertips softly scratched at your neck, his lips devouring yours as he roughly kissed you.

He pushed you down on the couch, getting on top of you, his hands not leaving your neck. He swiped your bottom lip for entrance, his tongue entering your mouth swiftly. He slid his fingers down your body slowly, taking no time to shove them into your pants and underwear, causing a shiver to go down your spine. He broke the kiss, looking at you in the eyes as he teased your dripping folds, circling your clit with his thumb.

“Yang Yang-” You moaned out, your eyes shutting as he inserted a finger.

“Don’t close your eyes, look at me.” He spoke lowly, his eyes twinkling as you opened your eyes again. He gave you another messy kiss, dragging his tongue down your chin making his way to your jawline, kissing softly.

“You’re already so wet.” He said into your jawline, moving down to your neck as he inserted a finger into your hole. You let out a loud moan, grabbing his hair, pushing him deeper into your neck. He went in and out of you, adding a finger while massaging your clit with his thumb quickly. You let out loud cries as he shamelessly fingered you while hungrily sucking and kissing your neck. He looked back up at you, your head thrown back and eyes rolled as you were about to reach your climax.

“Didn’t I tell you to look at me? I want to see you when you cum on my fingers.”

You complied, looking up at him, as his fingers harshly dug inside you. “I’m there.” You cried out. Your stomach tightened as you clenched around his fingers. Your legs started to shake as you let out a loud moan. A small smile appeared on his face as he removed his fingers, looking at you as he sucked them. “You taste so good.” His eyes were filled with lust and determination as he pulled down your pants, along with his, positioning his tip at your entrance.

He slowly pushed himself inside of you, letting out a groan as you sucked him in. “Fuck, so tight.” He moaned out, pushing further into you, moving in and out at a slow pace. “Faster.” You moaned out, a smile appearing on his face as he looked into your eyes, speeding up his pace. The room filled with noises of lust and moans as he went at an unimaginable pace.

“You take me so well.” He groaned out, putting his thumb into your mouth, dragging it down your lip. “Open your mouth.” He commanded, grabbing your cheeks and forcing your lips apart, spitting in your mouth. “You look so pretty when I’m fucking you.” His smile turning into a gasp as he looked down at his dick disappearing into you. You let out loud whimpers, throwing your head back from all the pleasure. He grabbed your hair, making you look back up at him.

“I bet you like it rough don’t you? Such a pretty little slut for me.”

He moaned out, pushing his everything into you, dragging his hands down your body, massaging circles around your already swollen clit. “I’m about to cum.” You cried out, your stomach getting tight.

“Do it baby, cum on my dick.” His deep groans soon turned into whimpers as his thrust started to get sloppier by the second. Your legs started shaking as you clenched around him, causing a loud grunt out of him as you felt him twitch inside of you.

“Shit Y/n.” He cursed, resting his head on your shoulder as he came, his seed filling up your insides as you took a few deep breaths, your legs still shaking as he exited out of you. He laid beside you, grabbing his cart off the table taking a puff and blowing it out.

“You haven’t had enough?” You questioned, grabbing a blanket before laying your head into his chest. He smiled, throwing it back on the table, looking down at you. “Fine, I’ll stop if you want me to.”

“No dont, I think it’s hot.” You smiled— “do you think you’re going to regret this when we wake up tomorrow?” He asked.

“I doubt I’m gonna even wake up tomorrow I smoked so much.” You giggled, your eyes fluttering shut as you licked your lips— “but if I do wake up, I won’t regret it and I hope you don’t either.”

He smiled, turning to you and kissing your forehead, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“I don’t regret it, I’ll never regret it.”

You both ended up blacking out shortly after.

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sugar-petals · 1 year

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𝖘𝖚𝖇!NCT ; { 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍 | 18+}

[ # 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜. ] domme/sub. oral sex. kinks. toys. breath play. semi-public sex.

⟨ AUTHOR’S NOTE. ❌ here’s to a 9-part hc, this time it’s the neos! 5k words total — at this point, i might just name my blog oral fixation central instead of pretty boy central. i picked members who i thought would suit the scenario best, from power bottoms to innocent subs: pick your preference from the little ‘feat’ list below ⬇︎ and if you like what i do: interact and/or reblog ♥︎ enjoy! x

[ + PAIRINGS.] crop top!mark, shy!taeyong, poly soft sub!shotaro, hard sub!yuta, experienced!jungwoo, tease!yangyang, trophy bf!xiaojun, service sub!johnny, pro!ten x femdom!reader respectively

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⇢ MARK 마크 - All about the eye contact while hugging your thighs. You’re comfortably reclined, playing with his soft flowy bangs. His shampoo smells so. Fricking. Good. He’s kneeling there, ass up, one hell of a sight. Why have one nice thing when you could have two at once? Mark eating your cake, you can check out his cake — and spank it later — it’s a win-win. Mark is the kind of guy who blurts out a thousand thoughts per minute, but when he eats you out, the laser focus he’s known for when rapping returns to its full glory. As if he could read your wants and wishes out of your gaze. If you want clit kisses, you get them. Still, Mark often confuses himself in typical style („Hold on, hold on! The towel goes here below, wait, I got it wrong!“), but! He is not confused by you. It’s more about figuring out his technique. Was more cautious at the beginning already, however not because he thought you were unapproachable or mysterious. Mark loves you very much and thinks you’re beyond hilarious. Which is why eating you out is constantly interrupted by mutual laughing fits, no surprise there. His tunnel vision can only last for so long! You make your boyfriend cry tears by making funny faces. He’s caught off guard. It’s good to lighten the mood. Being funnier than Mark is hard to pull off, which makes it even more rewarding to make his face glow from heat, thigh squeezing, and grinning. One hand on his cheek if you can reach, the other at the back of his neck. Mark has the softest peach fuzz on his nape, so satisfying to stroke. What starts out hasty or confused turns into comfy relaxation and trust, Mark knows how much it soothes you.

One scenario became his and your definite favorite. Mark got his driving license, parked in front of your home, honked, and had the audacity to sit there behind the steering wheel with a purple crop top on such a fine evening. Horny and intrigued immediately, all you did was stare during your drive to the take-out spot you like so very much. His hair had gotten pretty long, it was so cute. But Mark’s body was just as inviting, you wanted to touch and ravage and wreck him so damn badly. Mark barely made it halfway through the city that you asked him to drive off the main street. Innocent mind he is, your baby assumed you knew a shortcut through the traffic. Mark winds up stopping the car incredulously somewhere close to an empty laundromat store, this area of the city was fast asleep and abandoned. When you whispered you wanted to fuck him, Mark’s jaw simply dropped. A perfect exercise for what was about to— come. Perfectly sat on his face, you were deepthroating a whiny Mark laying on the backseat seven minutes later, sucking him off in a proper rhythm, seamless, with Mark nipping and dipping his way into your heart from behind. Mark was ready to die fulfilled by getting crushed. He came down your throat so fast, you had to wait until you could ride him hard: A perfect opportunity to enjoy some more chaotic rapper tongue action before, and moaning out loud when you came on his face. Since you were only getting started but Mark was dizzy with love, you took matters into your own hands and went for the ride of your lives.

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⇢ TAEYONG 태용 - Insecure and shifty-eyed at first, both hands trembling in the pockets of his grey hoodie. Leader Taeyong mode: Disengage. Listening well is his guideline here, he relies on bits of praise and your instructions („More to the left — yes… feels good“) to know what works. Sub training is the word. Since he’s more of an intuitive lover who prefers not to jump right into it, Taeyong will build the scenario rather carefully with your orders in mind. Morning, noon, or night, doesn’t matter. The time spent gearing up, arranging his room with the right lights and a movie to watch first, the mood at the moment, that’s time well-spent. Impressionable Taeyong is a perfectionist of staging something in every sense of the word. His tendency for theatrics and hot as fuck eyebrow expressions extends to licking you up when his new mixtape plays. Even when he’s fucked-out from the day, he still reserves this energy for his one and only. Getting better and to the point as he progresses is always the bar. The hoodie stays on. The inhibitions come off. Once he gets going and the playlist switches to Baekhyun, Taeyong sucks your clit like it’s your birthday. You reach the point of no return in one minute flat no matter how slow or fast he goes. Your sweet sloppy sub is well aware where the most sensitive nerve endings are and caters to your every throbbing, pulsing, and twitching of the legs. And if you’re insatiable, horny at 7 in the morning again, Taeyong will drop everything he does and climbs back into your bed to play with your wetness at the tips of his fingers, sucking them rigorously like the true cumslut he is. The scent of his crisp aftershave will make you cum in no time, he smells so fucking good and masculine. This handsome man’s all yours.

Recently figured out how mommy cums as soon as he moans her name. So, he has to use it diligently, not too early, not excessively. You help him place his hands on the outer point of your hips, use his bubbling spit as lube, and show your boo how to angle his glorious jaw. Sooner or later, he almost looks like he’s posing in an expensive photoshoot, that’s how physical he is. Subspace is always just around the corner, so you make a habit of reassuring him that he sucks you off right, that you love this way of pleasure, that he’s good at it. Which is no lie. His tongue is flexible and versatile, to say the very least. And his room isn’t the only place where your little encounter goes down. Taeyong once drove you out to see his old school — you both just wanted to revisit the empty building for some memories. Taeyong got nostalgic, plus he loves to show you forgotten aspects of his life that few other people know. The sports facilities in particular. But eventually, you pressed Taeyong against a locker, heavily made out, and within a blink of his pretty doe eyes, his head was between your legs on an old bench. Your dirty talk was off the fucking charts. The pet names you were peppering him with, too. Three minutes after you hit the peak, Taeyong gladly heard the janitor’s keys click in a close-by room, so you just wound up hiding behind some trees of the school’s baseball field. Out of breath, the two of you. Jeez, did he dress you in record time, and jumped up, and showed you the door out. Those reflexes. While you wait for the janitor to leave, a very amused Taeyong shows you pictures of himself when he was enrolled on his phone… as if he didn’t swallow your every drop just minutes earlier. Yeah, he’s fascinating.

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⇢ SHOTARO 쇼타로 - Kissy lips, kissy face. Squeals with absolute joy when you offer him to have a go — don’t underestimate how much he worships your body. And how much he loves sex, long as it’s not too rough. Shotaro doesn’t like hard subbing, gentle femdom sounds more like it. He won’t risk anything… yet. Wait one or two years and he might as well be super freaky. Until then, no experiments, Yuta’s kinky influence has not corrupted him, but he won’t stop to take a breather either. The perfect mix of commitment and flirt, batting his puppy eyes at you constantly with a very careful mouth at work. Shotaro’s friendly impression is not going to be blown away all of a sudden, that’s not even reserved for moaning his soul out when you peg him. The only time the sweet smile wanes is when your baby feels like you’re not into it — before you even voice it to him. Shotaro is concerned concerned. „Wait! Should I do it differently?“ is the panicked response, and you cool him down for a solid minute with head pats. Making mistakes is what he fears most: Looking pathetic, degraded, embarrassed and unskilled. Needless to say, he’s not the type of submissive who likes humiliation, more points to soft subbing. You say, you’re Shotaro. How could you go wrong. You couldn’t look awful if you tried. Although `going with the flow´ is a washed-out phrase that’s far too simple as a motto, a little bit of calm and laissez-faire really works for him. Not interrupting himself, not checking if absolutely everything is done right, but going ahead and just working his tongue to get some feedback later.

Where he clearly excels is a polyamorous dynamic, romantic and/or sexual: Hear me out. Naturally, he needs no experience with it. He fits right into the mix, acting as a mediator and mood-maker between three parties. Three is good, although four or five is too much for Shotaro to handle, even if the pairs kind of split into couple units within one room. Like two here, three there, or something like that. It’s better to focus and galvanize all the attention on you without distractions or further chaos that would just make the situation uncomfortable. So, three it is. Not a gangbang, just a triad, and if it’s two girls he’ll pleasure at once, he’s right at home. Shotaro is so amicable, his winning smile could put anyone at ease. As I said, despite his lack of experience, he’s a natural. One girl gets to relish his gentle fingers circling and rubbing, the other girl will see his mouth do wonders at the same time. Actually, Shotaro is more confident with a third party around, it’s puzzling. Until you remember he’s part of frickin’ NCT: Their collective buzzing hive mind has likely programmed every member to be good at poly should they choose to try it — don’t ask why, just enjoy. Being around so many people made Shotaro a little awkward in a one-on-one setting, which doesn’t diminish his affection for his main partner, mind you. But you can definitely tell he thrives on poly dynamics, it feels like protection to him. Shotaro’s number one prowess of being able to please will come through immediately, and he’ll do anything to set up the room as romantically as possible. Scented candles, warm blankets, music. Everyone feels secure, and it’s a night you’ll ask to repeat soon. He’s the absolute sweetest, I know.

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⇢ YUTA 유타 - Enjoys you spitting on him beforehand. Properly. Degradingly, with no hesitation, anywhere across his face. Wastes no time submitting to your sadistic, tormenting deeds. Any viable spot in your living space will serve as a theatre for a great scene. Even the cold basement: You, facing any wall standing, Yuta chained and squatted between your legs to eat his meal from behind-below, begging to be crushed, suffocated. Rest assured you’ll feel warmed up in just two minutes. Nastiest groans between loud slurping noises ever. Moves his head side to side a whole lot. Other people around? „Don’t care“ — Yuta wants everyone to know he pleasures your clit superbly well. Likes, wants, craves the aid of ultra-fancy battery toys. Where’s the excitement, the literal buzz? He’s not happy if you don’t get one hell of a show, whipped cream included (yes, his secret weapon). And, you know… him wearing a red rope harness, even thin heels, hard to balance on as the extra challenge. Dressed for the occasion. Always knows, observes, notices when you love it and when you don’t, or if you think some technique is just eh, mediocre, maybe „time for an upgrade“. The upgrade is more tongue-flicking, by the way. Mister Quick & Sloppy knows what’s good. Yuta shows up carrying a little vibrator collection 70% of the time, some very handy electrical friends that he’s gonna use one after the other while you can just relax. Why just one toy when you could have even more sensations? Alternating with his energetic tongue, it’s an interesting method mix, freaky and experimental. So much more intense, and new. They didn’t lie when they said Yuta had vibes. The things he’s smuggled through crowded hotel lobbies with a stone-cold face just to get you off. And: The toys he ordered online, where Taeyong picked up the package, so Yuta lied it was just another boring game he bought to pass the time.

Looks at you very intensely with his head between your legs, and you wink back by habit. It actually flusters him profusely. Don’t underestimate Yuta’s ability to become extremely shy, this man has such a soft spot for his domme. Especially after she destroyed him totally… he loves it, going past his limits all the time. A cane is all you need to break him, only to get all the head you want with Yuta crying. Hard and mischievous shell, soft and whimpery core. One of the best pleasers, knows you inside out. Yuta has his intricately detailed knowledge about the ladies down. Plus his power bottom tendencies equal the amounts of sheer masochism he possesses: Mercilessly smack him across the face between streaks of sucking, right after he catches a breath, and he will be yours. Yuta will plead you to do it again and again. Never cared about shallow orgasms, wants to make you cum for real, it’s the same with him wanting to scream. Wishes there was a way for you to choke him out while he’s doing down on you, but your hands would reach him awkwardly, preferring to pull on his hair anyway: So he just clamps down on his own neck with one hand, circling your nipples with his spit-covered fingers using the other hand, that fucking perv. That Yuta is crazy you already know, but that he likes to pile on several sex techniques at once is a revelation. That he has the skills to do it is not. Sex god. Your nasty boy deserves to be ruined.

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⇢ JUNGWOO 정우 - Prince of chapstick, he feels super smooth. The face, the same. So soft. The prettiest. Prettiest boy to ever pretty. Long as it’s a chill environment and it’s mostly vanilla, he’s down for anything, your goofy sweetheart. Don’t laugh, you could even put on a random Sunday soccer match on his laptop. If there’s no intense penalty shootout and it’s a little monotonous, both teams equally strong so nothing really happens, that’s perfect as a relaxing backdrop with all the occasional commentary and fan chants, volume turned down by 80%. It would sound weird with any other guy, but Jungwoo makes it work. It could be any sports event, in fact. Ice hockey, billiards, whatever. Or music. Or him wearing a silky jersey himself while he goes down on you, his sporty side is such a turn-on. But no stress, no edge, just being sweet together and flirting a lot. He’s cute and hot and kind at once — the amount of facial expressions you’ll see is astounding. Likes the occasional deeper dive if you know what I mean, though not as in, ambushing you with crazy tongue twisters and whatnot. Deliberate is the word. Is not content staying all too superficial or messy, it has to be rhythmical and make sense, making you comfortable. You thought he would be chaotic, but Jungwoo knows exactly what to do, how to dip, so you don’t worry. Except that you’re an immensely possessive domme behind a generous exterior — with eagle eyes, for that matter.

Since your lil’ pup acts like he has done it before a couple times, and Jungwoo confirms he has experience, you feel a bit jealous and even go on bantering. „Enjoyed it?“ Yes, even if you wish you weren’t, you’re jelly. Jungwoo reacts with a sheepish and embarrassed face, he doesn’t want to spill the beans. What’s done is done, he protects the privacy of his exes, evades questions. You eventually calm yourself to take it easy, it’s none of your biz, although saying his past is his past doesn’t really work as a catchphrase for you: You have to make it crystal clear, have him close in, make him say „I am“ when you ask „are you mine, then?“ Despite his seductive come-hither gaze being a masterclass and his humor being outrageous, Jungwoo is a surprisingly patient lover, hating to just rush it or be inaccurate with his plush tongue. You can feel his adoration. And he’s upbeat. A reassuring smile makes your day, it helps you rid yourself off the stress. Every word you say is appreciated. He hates when someone walks all over their partner, it just isn’t right to him. Listening is more important. Jungwoo hates you being pent up, hates you worried or preoccupied. At work, he can deal with himself. At home, he will vent quickly when there’s a bigger problem, but he’d rather tune into you first. He’d do anything to make you feel like you got rid of your problems, he’s your escapist fantasy turned real. Jungwoo has no problem being considered just that. In fact, he wants it, knowing you can take it out on him in gentle ways: Hands in his soft blonde hair, swaying your hips, cumming when he kisses you.

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⇢ YANGYANG 양양 - Eating you out as his signature move? Well, well. Yes and no. Because seemingly, he does anything but: At first. It’s 99% endless teasing everywhere else on your body. Until, completely on edge, you guide his shoulders and have him get to work. With permission, of course, knowing he enjoys it. You wouldn’t hurt this cutie at all costs, though he likes his head controlled by you like this to begin with. So don’t worry too much, he isn’t made of cotton candy, even if his hair color sometimes suggests that. Ironically, it’s the other way around. He wants to taste your cotton candy. With your hands around his temples, holding him in place. Which makes for a sexy POV from both of your positions. Yangyang is working hard, why is he still so immensely eager, how much energy does he even have? It’s admirable how he can tease your body for so long with ghosting kisses and suggestive eye contact. Yangyang being the master of stamina might come as a surprise, but you know how it goes with Libra men. Pleasers till the end of time. That’s exactly why he indulges you so much in prep. Edging is his thing, though you tend to take back control by cussing him out for licking your ankles like a maniac. „What are you, a deprived Victorian man? You sexy fucking sucker, you, God damn…“ Insults make him squeal and laugh, and soon he’s back to the main event, anyway.

Now seriously, why does the cutie trail off so much? Which, granted, makes you even hornier. Propped onto your couch, Yangyang is humming and licking your thighs with that seductive, way too infuriating grin. Even munching on them when he’s extra cocky, up until you say you’ll fucking spank his soul out if he keeps on smiling like a devil. You’ll mark him up at full capacity, slap his butt, pinch his nose, swear you’ll tickle him until he taps out. But kinky Yangyang is not stopped by any threat of punishment whatsoever. What are you gonna do, smack his ass and hope he stops nibbling on your legs for good? If anything, he gets even more riled up and ready to stimulate you even more. Shit, your body’s on fire from all the attention it gets. So, good luck with this sheer untamable brat. He kisses your belly, sucks on your chest at random. Your fingers, too. The neck. The entire palette. Even the fucking ears. Yuta would be proud of Yangyang’s utter depravity. Little did you know it’s all a tastemaker. In your world, he’s increasing the suspense. In his world, he’s courting you, paying attention to all body parts, showing off what he can do with his lips. Oral sex? Nope, kissing first! Holy fuck, he’s absolutely fucking peppering you. You thought Yangyang was too intimidated to go down on you and delayed it, turns out you misunderstood. Guy is just the king of foreplay. And out of all head squad members? Surprise! His oral fixation is the most unruly and developed.

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⇢ XIAOJUN 샤오쥔 - Okay, prepare yourselves. Xiaojun is a little extra with those kind of things, to say the least. Not kinky, just particular. In fact, he is the type to use his whole damn face. Yep. Very deliberately, slow-mo, so you can see and feel everything. Yes, chin and all. His entire technique would appear lazy, uncoordinated and weird to an outsider, but from your perspective, he’s just nasty, he’s giving it his all: Which is exactly what you like. Xiaojun knows that you’re obsessed with the beauty of his otherwordly features from outer space, and he’s always generous with it — „I’m yours, that’s why“. So why not give it a shot, his mouth can only do so much! Does Xiaojun look down on anyone who sticks to the basics? Probably not, he’s too busy in his own relationship. Being perfect, being hot, being all you need, he goes the extra mile for everything. And that happens to include cunnilingus. The cheekbones, the nose, the forehead, even… You get to feel it, too, not just the lips doing their thing. He’s brave, he’s naughty, he’s sensual all at once. Wants you all over him, after all. Slathered up in your wetness, is this Xiaojun’s new makeup routine? It sure looks like it. The man is glowing for all the right reasons.

There is a bit of vanity in his style. He’s your designated trophy boyfriend, after all. Gotta look and act the part, doesn’t he. Swipe his hair back while he licks you, put up mirrors for sexy time, doll himself up beforehand with soft and pretty clothes, even a few necklaces. No mediocre. Xiaojun is like Narcissus between your legs, but really, he’s just conscious of how he comes across: And who can blame him. That’s not a boyfriend. That’s a masterpiece. Xiaojun doesn’t need beauty standards, they need him! Few people can handle his awesomeness. Knowing you want his body, his fucking soul, he is all the more eager to satisfy your heated desires with no regard to form: Come as you are. Your PJs, work or uni clothes, naked, near-naked, whatever. He’s the one to look at. Xiaojun puts great emphasis in slow-paced presentation that matches some tender music in the background. It could go on for hours if you wanted. Dejun could do the juiciest and unusual things while a ballad is playing in the background, but you’re into it. Because it’s not torturously done, but well aware that you think he’s stunningly handsome, so he’ll indulge you. Looks good in any position, as one would expect. Enjoys it if you sit on him lots because he likes to be below, this overpowering angle. The same idea applies here: Torturously slow is the key. You’re a strict and controlled domme, that suits him the very best.

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⇢ JOHNNY 쟈니 - Sassy, sassy boy. Talks a lot at the beginning, 100k words friends to lovers. Is this Youtube? Johnny needs to know exactly what you want and how he can achieve it. Fair enough, he wants the juicy intel, all of your boundaries and soft limits, your ideas, your sweet spots, your no-gos and best ways to make you comfortable. And hey, that’s a smart and normal thing to do: He just does it all at once, like an essay. Wow. You can tell he thought about everything and wondered about everything. A caring boyfriend, if you think of it. The whole shebang is kind of cute. Johnny has no business being ignorant; nor does he like to disappoint his girlfriend. He already caught your attention with his tight shirt, in fact, he distracted you while you were going through your phone, so now he, um, takes responsibility for his banging body being so hot. „Do you want any snacks before, something to drink? Probably some water, right. Wait a minute, I’ll get it for you. Do you want warm water or cold water? Okay, cold, right. With a slice of lemon or without? Should we turn on the TV or some music? Which blanket do you prefer today, the lighter one or the heavy-duty?“

On it goes, it’s the service sub in him. This is like fucking Hotel Johnny Seo. He wants to be like a personal butler to you, except that said butler has some impressive dancer glutes and no suit on. Johnny really does leave nothing to chance and you appreciate it: Circumspect, as ever, and it’s important to be comfy before getting down to business. Johnny knows it always makes a difference when you’re warm and hydrated, so he keeps on asking questions to make sure it’s all set. But once he is engrossed, lips on your labia… the opposite is true. Why does he stop talking out of literal nowhere, what on earth is going on. Johnny’s dead silent, focused, in a different mindset. Unrecognizable. He barely even moves his body, even if there’s a lot to move indeed. God, is he fucking tall — a bit difficult to drape and position himself on the sheets, but he’ll manage. Kind of folding himself in half will do the trick. You already blew his literal back out with your strap the day before, so his spine’s like jelly anyway: Bending, not a problem. Once he kneels properly, it’s all tunnel vision. Although to be fair, he moans every now and then — which is very stimulating, to say the very least. Puts his spectacular lips to good use and, if he’s honest, wants to be „nothing but a sex toy“ (his words, verbatim!) that you can bend around to your delights. You were kind of confused by what he meant, so Johnny explained it. The point is that you can adjust him however you like and he’s there to give you a good time.

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⇢ ten 텐 - Red alert, the final boss is here. Let's make tonight your birthday. Ten’s piping hot sexual style puts any existing man, no matter how experienced, to a literal devastating shame. Because he has what? The flavor. It’s exceedingly difficult to put his energy into fitting words. Similar to Yuta, he flaunts some seriously rapid flicking tongue movements, but knows when to slow it down for a minute: Nuance! It’s exactly what does the trick. Despite his quick and accurate manner, he won’t overstimulate or overtake you. Overtaking in a sense of, being faster than the pleasure can arrive, which is a mistake he knows is frequently committed. Ten knows that going too hard doesn’t feel good, so he refrains from going on for a second round right away especially. „Fifteen minutes rest is due,“ is what he’ll say, laying down face to face on his side with you. Presenting his cute puffy lips, and also for a chance to look him in the eyes properly. Those cat eyes. They’re magnetic. After enough tension builds and you’re impatient, Ten dives off between your thighs again. Patience (with stamina) is a virtue and he has it. Paired with the most graphic dirty talk you’ve ever heard, Ten is fully in his element, hands in the right places, hair falling the right way, lips promptly sucking you up. If you know his Instagram, you know which bedroom eyes will await you. On the majority of days, Ten is the type who will crawl up to you from the edge of the bed like a feline. You don’t know what’s first to touch. Grab his ass? Cup his face? Pinch his waist? Fuck it, just do everything at once.

Not a fan of 69, he’ll dedicate himself fully to you. Twisting himself around is his job on stage, but he’s remarkably still once chest down in bed. Or the edge of the bathtub, whatever you fancy. Few angles are too awkward for ten. Talk about bathroom sex: He’s probably the only person on earth who mastered giving head in the shower. Even without a mat or towel under his knees, which is crazy. He stays stable as if by sheer magic, the floor being painfully hard and slippery doesn’t bother him, though you insist he use at least a small towel to kneel on when it’s not spontaneous oral. Ten is only focused on his task, nothing else fazes him. He trusts you with the temperature control, and if he’s getting waterboarded from above with the shower on? Then he’s getting waterboarded. Ten won’t care. He’s the goat, he knows he can breathe somehow, and he doesn’t want you getting cold — „just turn the valve, honey“. You often take precautions and turn on the bathroom heating way before, but Ten insists on his ways and can clearly see your goosebumps. Your right leg over your shoulder, your boyfriend eats you out from below with the water stream trailing right over his face. The divine baptism! You can squeeze, grind, and fuck his face stupid in the most erratic thrusts on the bathroom carpet ten minutes later for a solid round two. He wants to be completely at your mercy, laying there on his back, dripping wet long dark hair, getting you off hands-free. This guy lets you do anything. Any-fucking-thing. Ten is a legend.

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KEEP IT A SECRET. | Lee Haechan (M)

↳ Prologue: “My god— Haechan, stop kissing me like you actually mean it. I’m starting to read the signals wrong.” + “I’m going to be blunt with you. I don’t want to be friends who fool around each other anymore. Kiss me back like you’re in love with me.”

↳ Summary: It all goes wrong at a Christmas party. You’re dancing with Johnny and Doyoung, your friends with benefits Haechan gets jealous and starts making out with you in someone’s bedroom.

↳ Warnings: FWBS established relationship, but it leads to a real relationship after. Romance. Slight angst. Kinda fluffy. SUGGESTIVE though at the end. Christmas party mention. Jealous!hyuck. Fem reader.

↳ Notes: KINKMAS. I’m in love with bare face haechan.

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Haechan isn’t that easily jealous. Actually that’s a lie, he does get jealous easily but he wouldn’t ever admit to it. Surely everyone would get jealous when you see your friend dancing with two of your other friends, but with that friend you’re fucking behind the close doors and no one knows.

Anyone would be jealous if they were in his place. Seeing you grind against Johnny’s stomach and lightly caressing Doyoung’s arms on the side. His eyes squint like a deadly gun pointing its trigger at the sight in front of him not so afar.

He clench his jaw looking away when Yangyang comes along tapping his shoulder.

“Hey man what’s got you in a pissy mood?” Yangyang mentions as he gulps down a shot. Haechan shakes his head murmuring loosely, but his eyes were only paying ATTENTION to you. No one else. He didn’t spare to look at Yangyang once. You’re all his body, mind and soul knows. He needs you around him. How he wishes he was in Doyoung and Johnny’s space. He needs your attention and time.

Yangyang let’s out a wow when he realised who his friend was eyeing so dangerously. “Ahhh someone’s jealous. You into Y/n?” He throws.

The tan boy looks up giving him a sting eye. “Why?” He suspiciously asks and the Chinese boy smirks, the alcohol was definitely getting to him. He wonders how many shots he had. “I’m just asking bro. She’s hot as hell. I suggest if you wanna get a piece of her do it now. Or else these two will get to her first.” Yangyang trots.

Haechan rolls his eyes. “Yang I’ve already had a piece of her. I’ve had many pieces of her. But I’m starting to get greedy. I want more.” He agonised.

“No way you hit it?” Yangyang exclaims in wonders thoughts, though he’s afraid if he should ask the boy considering how jealous he is right now. “How was it?” He smugly nudges Haechan’s shoulder.

He stands up patting Yangyang’s shoulder before walking in front. “You don’t gotta know bro, relax.” Haechan tells to the boy behind as he leaves. Soon reaching in her perimeter he snuck his hand around your waist dragging you around to face him. The glowing lights above darkens your faces but even so, you could tell who this was just by the singular touch he plants on your body. It was Haechan. Your lips open but nothing came out, Johnny and Doyoung were distracted so he took his chance moving you out of the dance floor. A cold wall slaps your shoulders when you were impactful thrown against it, your arms stuck above impaled by another stronghold as he held it there. Mouth roughly kissing yours not leaving any place that hasn’t been abused him his greedy lips. He was kissing you with so much passion, it starts to throw you off.

You and Haechan kissed many times. In fact you kissed in so many ways, you weren’t sure why this kiss has thrown you off the bridge. Your mind kept on analysing how different this kiss to the ones you’ve done in the past with him. This kiss, felt loving, felt far too emotional. He wasn’t using lust with you. He wasn’t looking for a fuck at first. He was searching for feelings deep inside you.

No words were spoken between you guys, you couldn’t speak even if you wanted to because this man in front of you has you under his mercy. Though eventually you broke the kiss, leaving your chest heavily moving up and down. Haechan softy pants as he looks down at you, leaning forward keeping the distance close, far too close. Your trembling and swollen red lips, “My god— Haechan, stop kissing me like you actually mean it. I’m starting to read the signals wrong.” You tell him shakily. You said what you needed to, but even then your brain was overthinking the situation. The actions. You were suspicious of Haechan.

Something in his eyes changes the way he looks at you how, they weren’t longer the eyes you once knew but the eyes you have changed. You’re the catalyst. Haechan had many friends with benefits before, he’s not new at this. Neither are you. But somehow he fell for you, he fell first, he fell harder than anyone ever could. He’s scared to admit it but after seeing you with two of his friends grinding on your bodies like it was nothing he realised he would rather be first to mess up than to actually lose you because he’s unable to express himself. You aren’t sure why he was so quiet until his rasp out voice with genuine emotion hits your heart.

“I’m going to be blunt with you. I don’t want to be friends who fool around each other anymore. Kiss me back like you’re in love with me.”

He demands as he tightened his hold on your wrist, biting down the bottom lips he eels closer to you closing the gap. Your eyes widen and somehow you felt the urge to do so. You lean closer closing the gap and this time your lips moving in synch, brews a loving potion for him. Haechan moans in the kiss loving the way you hit the sweetest spot on him, you nibble on his bottom lip and somehow his hands loosen on the grip letting your wrist free; you suddenly deepens the kiss by wielding your hands on his jawline, pushing him back against a wall and hungrily making out with your friend who’s deeply in love with you. Begging for more.

Your warmth combined irks your skin to grow a scorching red and as more the mouths create waves in synch. Hands manoeuvre underneath your thighs, with strength riding through them you felt your entire weight lift against the wall, wrapping your ankles round his waistline pushing him into your fabric cover core, slips out a cherishing moan to his ears. He sloppy sucks on your bottom lip, pulling away where his breathing hits your neck, kissing down the sidelines reaching the collarbones he sucks on there leaving purple and reddish hues on your perfectly even skin. You sigh out of relief. Rushing fingertips through his beautiful thick black locks of curls, waving them in massaging motions. You grip on it, pulling it with a tug, in response you hear Haechan mush over with excitement ridging in his body as he lets out a groaning smile ear to ear.

“Fuck. Do that again.” He urges you desperately, unbuttoning your shirt sliding it off your shoulders so lightly. You pull on his hair rougher this time so he can lean backwards to look at your daring eyes.

You murmur lowly, “Haechan. What are we?” You couldn’t help but wonder where you stand with him. Is it something more? Does he want something more or was it a moment of realisation he was wrong? You couldn’t help but wish for something more too, a little more than friends that use each other’s bodies for pleasuring satisfaction.

He leans closer pecking your forehead. He pulls apart after planting a soft kiss, whispering in your hair. “I want to be with you. Not as friends. But lovers.” Haechan stays buried in your silky hair, sniffing the beautiful aroma scent of your chocolaty perfume.

You blush feverishly at his words. “Then from now on. You’re mine and I am yours.”

No longer will you keep it a secret. Your boyfriend cups your face kissing you once more, this time more softly as he whispers. “No longer a secret. Tell everyone who you belong to.”

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hazyhae · 5 months

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getting high with wayv

my first request!! hope y'all enjoy <3

cw: smoking/marijuana use, suggestive content, mentions of sex, teasing/mean-ish behavior from ten, oral

18+ content minors dni

☁︎ kun

there is nothing this man isn’t good at, and weed is no exception

lectures you on moderation while rolling you a perfect little joint and preparing an ash tray for the two of you

acts like he doesn’t want to but smoking with you is one of his favorite forms of stress relief

he usually spoils you, but when high he feels comfy enough to ask to be babied :(

please please please let him lay in your lap and scratch his head

he will bury his face into you and lay kisses on whatever skin he can find with his lips

he just has a lot on his shoulders, so he will appreciate anything from you and repay it tenfold

if you go down on him, expect finishing at least 2-3 times that night

if you ride him, expect a 3 course breakfast the next day

“what did i ever do to deserve you?? baby please don’t ever do this for anyone else”

☁︎ ten

fiend and instigator

challenges you to outsmoke him but you can’t because he is just too good

sassy man apocalypse leader - the higher he gets the more daring his mouth is

“you can’t feel your legs? damn baby you’re high asf come sit on this dick”

he’ll make sure he’s the reason why you can’t feel your legs

he won’t stop talking shit even as he fucks you into oblivion

“you didn’t even finish half your joint, cmon baby you can do better than that”

obvs even when he does tease you he’ll still check in and make sure you’re okay

ten knows how to use his body and the high just gives his movements that little bit of extra fluidity that has you seeing stars

☁︎ winwin

he may seem quiet and reserved, but when he's high, winwin becomes surprisingly talkative and giggly

he loves sharing deep thoughts and having discussions while enjoying the high

there are thoughts that he can’t seem to get out when he’s sober, but they flow while high and you accept them wholeheartedly

those thoughts are also his feelings about how grateful he is for you and how much he loves you

you know he loves you regardless, but his words are just a lovely reminder

“i’m sorry i don’t always tell you how i feel, but let me show you just how much i appreciate you”

and that he does! just lay down and he will treat you like absolute royalty

the weed in his system lets his thoughts flow as he does you, whispering words of affection into your ear throughout the night

☁︎ xiaojun

he is a one hit wonder..

will take one puff and start singing to you while swinging you around the room

he has a playlist specifically for when he gets high, and the two of you will sing the songs in it together as you dance in each other’s arms

high xiaojun is veeery affected by the mood of the music, so once the bedroom music starts, the bedroom eyes you get

he becomes sensual and passionate, moving his hips to the beat of the music, taking his sweet time with you throughout the night

“i could just do this forever with you, nothing feels as good as this baby”

high sex with his favorite person and favorite music playing is the definition of a perfect night for him

gets lost in the music sometimes and might finish a little to early, but is always more than happy to give you some sweet loving and finish you off to end the night

☁︎ hendery

goofy #1

he’s already funny while sober, but your lungs feel like they are gonna burst when you are high with hendery

everything he does is and says is funny when you are high, and he’s just happy to see your smile and hear your laugh

high hendery is incredibly playful and affectionate

he loves cuddling and being as close as he possibly can to you

when the cuddles turn into something more, teasing ensues and you get each other riled up

the two of you are still a little giggly but once he’s turned on, there’s no going back

“let’s see if you’re still laughing after i have you bent over this couch, baby”

☁︎ yangyang

goofy #2

yangyang is adventurous and loves to explore new experiences while high, so he will suggest trying out different smoking methods or edibles

this also means that his playful and adventurous nature will have him always looking for new ways to heighten your pleasure

he loves exploring different positions and techniques with you

just when you think you’ve done everything he will surprise you with something new

“baby wait i’m not done yet, can we try out one more pleeeease”

instead of tiring him out, the weed helps him last longer and go more rounds, trying something different every time

he’s also open minded to doing anything you want to do, and the weed gets rid of any last bit of shame either of you have in expressing your desires

you are both exhausted and passed tf out by the end of the night

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neochan · 1 year

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rating how nct members would make out with you

taeil -> 5/10, very vanilla, doesn’t really do anything special. it’s just lips on lips. for some reason thanks you when you’re done.

taeyong -> 7/10, super vocal, mumbling praises against you. minus three points because he keeps his hands on your hips the whole time.

johnny -> 9/10, knows everything about everything. his hands tease you while he bites and sucks at your lower lip. minus one point because he isn’t very vocal.

jaehyun -> 3/10, acts like a frat boy. starts out super sweet because he loves you, but ends up cutting it short. he’s way to eager to fuck.

jungwoo-> 6/10, so adorable. points because he starts kissing you first but minus points because he talks in a baby voice.

doyoung -> 1/10, doesn’t really like making out so it doesn’t happen often, but when it does he’s very stiff and kinda aggressive.

yuta -> 8/10, very aggressive. fuck the bed, he wants you agaisnt the wall, his thigh between your own, hands tearing at your clothes. doesn’t let you live.

mark -> 7/10, cute boyfriend vibes. asks if it’s okay if he kisses you. holds your hand and whispers that he loves you every five minutes.

haechan-> 8/10, really sloppy, loves tongue, and because he’s orally stimulated willing to participate 24/7, minus two points because he focuses on your neck too much.

jeno -> 9/10, prepare for marks. leaves so many hickies and bruises that it’s almost impossible for you to cover up. other than that he’s really skilled with his tongue. spitting kink.

jaemin-> 10/10, super cute!!! loves switching positions, you on top of him, him on top of you, sitting up, laying down. he always has one hand stroking your cheek.

renjun -> 9/10, loves when you’re on his lap, pulls you closer by your clothes. wraps his arms around you. minus one point because he accidentally scrapes teeth.

chenle -> 5/10, inexperienced, worried that his breath smells bad. asks if he’s doing okay every step of the way, adorable but really just wants to cuddle.

jisung -> 7/10, giggles a lot and cups your face with his big hands. doesn’t do anything crazy, just makes out with you. accidentally crushes you under his weight.

hendery -> 1000/10, as chaotic as this man is, he’s really good at making out. somehow gets your clothes off without you noticing. that’s how smooth he is.

xiaojun -> 4/10, kind of boring. he makes out with you laying down. doesn’t see the point but does it because he knows you like it.

yangyang -> 2/10, gets hard too quickly and calls it off, will push you away if he isn’t in the mood. kind of chaotic. virgin vibes.

ten -> 7/10, chokes you while he kisses you deeply, lots of lip biting. plays music in the background because he hates the sound. will throttle you if you wear fruit flavored chapstick.

winwin -> 6/10, really shy, scared someone will walk in at any moment. makes you take the lead. minus four points because he doubts his abilities.

kun -> 10000000/10, the perfect combination of hot and cute. will undress you slowly and never break the kiss. his hands roam your entire body and his voice is always there to make you tremble.

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starry-nights-garden · 9 months

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✧ WayV Yangyang x gn!reader ✧ words: ~800 ✧ genre: fluff ✧ warnings: suggestive ✧ prompts: kitchen counter make-outs + “i’ve had a terrible day at work so just kiss me”

Your shoulders ache and your back feels strained when you finally come home that night. You silently curse through gritted teeth when you accidentally drop your keys as you’re about to unlock the door, and picking them up to look for the right one a second time feels like it requires way too much effort. At last, the door opens and you can drop your bags and take off your shoes by the entrance, before scuffing right over to the living room. You let your body collapse down onto the sofa, and for a while you just sit there and stare at a wall, before your ears register the rustling noises coming from the kitchen.

“Babe?” you call out, and your boyfriend answers, albeit a bit delayed.

“Baby? You’re home?” Yangyang walks around the corner, ready to greet you with a bright smile, but once he sees the state you’re in, his expression shifts and he raises his eyebrows. “Did something happen?” You groan, not even wanting to talk about all the details that made this day so terrible.

“I had a bad day and I’m really exhausted,” you simply state, and a moment later you feel your boyfriend wrapping his arms around you from behind, squeezing you tight.

“My baby had a bad day?” he coos, snuggling up closer to you and pressing his nose and lips against your cheek. He faintly smells like vegetables and seasoning, and you’re wondering if he’s attempting to cook something for dinner. “Do you need some coffee?”

“At this hour??” you retort.

“There’s nothing a cup of coffee can’t solve,” Yangyang states as he gets up, letting go of you.

“It certainly can’t solve whatever just went down in the past hours…” you mutter.

“That bad?”

“Yeah.”

“But you didn’t get fired, right?” You ignore the concern in his voice and you let out a bitter laugh.

“I wish…”

“Well, let me at least make you some dinner then,” Yangyang proposes as he walks back to where he came from.

“Babe, you can’t cook…” you remind him, but you follow suit into the kitchen anyway.

“I’m learning!” he argues, pointing at a recipe on his phone that he’s trying to follow and some half chopped up ingredients.

“Sure…” You sigh and you hop up onto the free kitchen counter on the other side.

“Babe…” he calls out to you as he walks over, resting his hands on your thighs and tilting his head to the left slightly. “You’re not supposed to sit on the kitchen counter while someone else is making food.” You’re speechless. You’re tired and in a bad mood overall, and he thinks now is the time to scold you for something like that. However, you don’t really have the energy left to fight, so instead you put your hands over his.

“Baby, please… I’ve had a terrible day at work so just kiss me.” The mischievous grin on his face disappears immediately, and after a second of processing the meaning behind your words he lifts one hand to put it behind your neck, pulling you closer.

“Okay,” you hear him mutter before closing the distance between the two of you, and when you feel his lips moving against yours you can finally relax a bit. He kisses you slowly at first, but when he pulls back and you both catch a glimpse of each other’s faces, you immediately connect your lips again, kissing each other more passionately now. Hungrily, he runs his tongue across your lower lip, and you permit him to deepen the kiss, while you throw your arms around his shoulders and you bury your fingers in his hair. Breathlessly, you part, and you find his gaze burning with desire for you behind half-lidded eyes. So you lean in again for another kiss, but soon his lips wander to your jaw and he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck. You sigh, enjoying the tingly sensations coursing through your body, and you hold him close as if to tell him not to stop.

“Babe,” you mumble, and he comes back up to kiss you on the lips, before answering.

“Yeah?”

“I think you should cook a little later,” you say in between kisses. Knowing exactly what you’re trying to tell him, he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you off the counter and making you stand right in front of him.

“Yeah,” he agrees, lips only parting from yours to speak. “I think it can wait.”

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nctsplug02 · 1 year

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just thinking about.. ceo!johnny makes bounce his secretary on his cock while she is trying to checking mails😵‍💫 (and secretary is reader please😊😊😇🙏🙏😊)

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GENRE: smut | fluff | FWB |

WARNINGS: cockwarming, unprotected sex, friends with benefits, praising, oral sex (M receiving), and kissing.

your hips rocking back with the help of the CEOs strong hand on your hips, guiding your hips back and forth along his lap.

a cry breaks out from you as his tip nestles against your g-spot. “something wrong, baby?” you shake your head that was dropped down with your chin to your chest.

“n—no sir.” you answer breathlessly.

“carry on, then.” the man rolls your hips in circles. shifting them from right to left.

the man halts and sits up. “ah, ah.” you pause, taking your hand off the mouse. “my love— what is this?” he taps the screen and it opens the email.

“m—mr s—suh, im sorry! i didn’t see it.” the man chuckles and sighs. “what did i say about the formalities, love?” you drop your head and squeeze your fingers into a fist. “i—im sorry, johnny.”

“carry on, my love.” johnny presses a kiss on your shoulder and grabs your hips, again. you moan and bite your lip when he lifts you off up and pounds you down.

RING RING! RING RING!

johnny looks at the ID and sighs. “it’s mark. stay quiet for me or our friend’ll find out about our little secret.”

“wha— mr suh—?!” he covers your mouth and answers the call.

“hello.” the voice on the other side mumbles and mumbles. “mm, possibly. i’m not really in the mood for it but.. hey, a few drinks’ll get me in.” he softly laughs as he massages your hips and rolls them in the most fragile way.

“just a moment, mark.” he pulls the phone away from his ear and mutes himself. “baby, would you like to eat korean barbecue after work?” you look back at him and he hums. “s—sure.” you answer breathlessly.

he grins and pats your naked hips. “mark,” he calls out when unmuting himself.

no response.

the man looks at his screen to see it black. “oookay.” he sets the phone down and grabs onto your hips once again.

“j—johnny.” you whine when his fingers find your clit.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

you gasp.

“j—johnny!” you freeze. “under.” you slip under the man’s desk when he scoots back, giving you room. “put that pretty mouth to use.” he says with a smirk.

you can’t help but giggle with your bottom lip caught between your teeth. you grab his cock and you take him between your lips. your tongue swirling around his pink tip.

he clears his throat. “come in.” the door opens and a man with wicked hair walks in. “yo, where’s your secretary?” he points behind him as he walks in and shuts the door behind him.

“she.. stepped out for a moment.” johnny grabs a pencil and squeezes it— the wood nearly snaps. “sorry, i thought coming up here was better rather then just calling and asking through the phone— i hope you weren’t and aren’t busy.”

johnny shakes his head. “have a seat, mark.” the boy sits in the seat across from johnny.

“so, i was just saying— jaehyun, taeyong, chenle, yangyang and i wanted to eat korean barbecue after work and we wanted to know if you’re in.”

johnny reaches down and pushes your head. you gag around him and johnny grins. “you good?” johnny shakes his head and clears his throat. “i’m fine but, uh.. sure. also, can i bring someone? i’ve been kind of seeing them for a while and i think i should introduce them to you guys.”

johnny looks down to see your watery puppy eyes.

you hope he was talking about you.

he smiles and pats your head, wiping your tears after. “that’s fine,” johnny snaps his head up. “we’re all planning on bringing someone too— well, only jaehyun and yangyang— me and taeyong will just see who we meet.”

THUNKTHUNK!

mark looks confused and your eyes are widened.

“yo, dude. you’ve got something hard under your desk.” mark looks under— thank goodness there was a border that blocked the ankles and above.

johnny looks down at you and your eyes pleaded to him. “mark,” johnny looks up and so does mark. “stop kicking my shoes. i just got them for christmas from mama suh.” mark apologizes.

RING RING!

mark jumps up and pats around him. “hold on a moment, im gonna step out and take this call.” johnny nods and sends the man off.

as soon as the door clicks shut, johnny has you choking on his dick. gagging and crying as he pushes your head down.

he shoots his load down your throat within minutes and pulls you off. “look at you— so pretty and fucked.” johnny cups and kisses you while you gather your breath.

“can you stand up for me?” johnny asks and you nod. he helps you off the ground and pulls your pantie up and your the skirts of your dress down. he rubs under your eyes and wipes away the mascara stain.

johnny pushes his chair back and stands up— tucking his junk away and fixing himself.

mark walks in in time— johnny has finished buckling his belt. “oh.” he says, frozen by the door with a head tilt.

“mark,” johnny rests his hand above your ass and smiles. “this is the women i wanted you and the others to meet at dinner.” mark walks closer and squints harder.

“your secretary?” he squeaks. you open your mouth to say something but you close it with a pout on your lips. “yes, she is my secretary.” johnny hugs your waist.

“hi, i’m.. y/n.” you hold your hand out and mark hesitantly takes it. “mark..” he shakes your hand and grins. “uh.. you.. um.” he circles his mouth and you turn to johnny.

“oh.” johnnys eyes widen and his hands fly up to your face. he licks his thumb and wipes the corner of your lip. “oh, my!” you gasp and begin to wipe your mouth with the back of your hand.

“i’m sorry.” you apologize to mark. “nah, don’t worry. um, but i’ve gotta go.” johnny doesn’t take his eyes off you as he bids his friend a goodbye.

“that wasn’t how i wanted your friends to meet me— thank goodness it was only one friend. i would’ve traumatized them and myself.” you laugh and johnny kisses you.

“shall we leave early and spend the rest of the day to ourselves?” you nod at the suggestion. “i’d love that.” he pats yours ass and presses one more kiss on your lips. “then so be it— cmon.” he grabs his jacket and necessities while guiding you out of his office.

let’s just say— you and johnny didn’t make it to dinner.

#ash talks #nctsplug02 #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #anon #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop fluff #nct 127 #johnny suh smut #johnny x reader #johnny seo smut #johnny angst #johnny fluff #johnny suh #nct johnny #johnny seo #johnny smut

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meiideryz · 4 months

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oh i'm looking for affection.

pairing: qian kun x reader

length: 1.07k words

synopsis: kun is just hopelessly in love with you.

tags: alternative universe, one-sided pining au, road trip, friend!kun, implied rejection, one-sided attraction, fluff

warnings: none.

the sound of the car engine is now blowing up kun's ears, completely remembering that he was at the backseat while ten was at the front, driving his car.

of course, he recalled losing in a bet with ten that resulted in lending his car to ten for the rest of the week. he wasn't afraid because of the thought of ten crashing his car, ten knew the consequences after all.

for ten's last day of borrowing kun's one and only car, he suggested that kun should come to the road trip together with their other friends. kun asked if you were coming the night before the day of the plan as you responded happily during your call with him.

on the day of the road trip, everybody packed their essentials and valuable stuff in their bags as kun placed each of the heavy objects inside the truck, keeping it neat and tidy. you and yangyang were obviously inside the car, playing with your phones to buy time while kun talked to ten outside, setting up the map and destination of the place you were all going.

kun sneaked a good amount of glances towards your direction through the tinted windows of the car, silently watching you scrolling through your phone feeling bored. then his eyes fixed back at ten, who kind of knew what was going on.

“oh? am i smelling love in the air?” a hint of tease displayed in his voice while he tried nudging the older’s elbow. kun was used to this, and he wasn't gonna show reaction and give in.

“i have no idea what you're talking about.”

“oh, come on.” he dramatically sighed, tired of kun trying to act like nothing's going on. ten could read him like an open book and there was no way he could escape him when he knew something.

eventually, both of them get inside the car. since yangyang was in the passenger's seat, he had no choice but to walk around and get in the backseat with you. it got a bit awkward when he was finally seated next to you, so he tried to lift up the mood, waving at you.

“hey.”

“you’re here!” you beamed, taking one of your earphones off.

kun was taken aback when you reached the other piece of the earphones to him, he was about to reject the offer but the bud was already in his ear as the sound of classical music burst into his ear.

kun knew that you knew about his love for classical music, remembering back in the day where he played a lot of pieces on the piano for his performance at some event during his time in university. but he loved playing tchaikovsky's swan lake to you when you were alone together, and that made you love classical music more.

“it's gonna be a long ride,” ten broke the silence before the engine of the car started. “so you might need to sleep for a while, me and kun will be looking out for possible stops for us to eat, ‘kay?”

“aye aye!”

the sky was soon painted into a gradient of blue-orange while the gleaming sun set into the horizon. kun couldn’t seem to sleep after taking a short nap, and he had been helping ten at their directions to get to a nearby stop where they could fill their stomachs.

just as he was about to lean forward to take the phone in his hands to check the GPS, he was halted by a thud and a heavy weight on his shoulder. turning his head to the side, he found your sleeping figure leaning on him.

in the rearview, he could see the smirk of ten, following the sound of the never-ending teasing. kun tried his best to ignore him and his dumb words, but the words seemed to weigh over his mind. it's been a long time since he had feelings for you and he could still recall the night he took you to the rooftop of his apartment to look up at the stars.

he recalled that night when he expressed his fondness over you. although you didn’t give him the answer he expected, he never stopped being friends with you. usually friendships last when one gets rejected by the other. to kun, it was dumb and stupid if he would be immature about the rejection, so he didn’t try to distance himself away from you.

kun was still that caring friend whenever you got to be with him.

he looked at you with that same fondness in his eyes as you leaned more, thinking that he was a pillow. “after all these years, you’re still in love with the same person.” ten broke the silence again. his words were more of a whisper to prevent disrupting you and yangyang’s sleep.

“i can’t help it, how could i not like such a lovely and wonderful person?” kun admitted, his hands ghostly extending over yours, then immediately retracted.

when they realized that it was already dark and they could see a nearby stop to get down to, ten finally pulled over to slowly park the car along with the other parked cars. “wake up everyone, we’re here to stop by and eat dinner.” ten loudly began, his fingers reaching over to yangyang as he shook him by the shoulder.

kun on the other hand, does his best in waking you up with his soft grip around your hands, gently shaking it. “hey, sleepyhead.”

his voice filled your ears while you tried fluttering your eyes open. when you realized that you were inches away from his face from all the leaning, you shifted in your seat to fix your position. “oh god, i’m so sorry. was i squishing you?” only a laugh left kun’s lips before shaking his head. “no, but i think you mistook me for a pillow when you were sleeping.”

he could already see hues of red and pink emerging from your cheeks, burning up at the words. your flushed face made him smile even more, “did i drool?”

“don’t worry, you didn’t.” rest assured, a sigh left your lips in relief.

“we stopped by to eat, you coming?” kun added, moving to the side to open the door of the car. he looked back, waiting for you before you set a smile on your face, moving towards him. “yeah, i'm coming.”

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luvtak · 1 year

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What Loving NCTs 2000 Line Feels Like:

Renjun: Autumn afternoons where everything is foggy and dark, but the heater is warming you from the inside. A soft secondhand sweater that is three sizes too big, but feels like the perfect size. Doodling stars and hearts on each other’s skin. A new pair of dress shoes that slightly hurt, but make you feel beautiful. Walking through an art museum and feeling like you’ve known these paintings before. Hands on your face pulling a smile from your lips. Cinnamon filled French toast covered in butter and powdered sugar, you’re already full, but you can’t get enough. Old journals filled with words of your younger self, you simultaneously know everything and nothing about this past person. Soft hands, freezing your warm ones, but nothing has felt more right.

Jeno: The midnight after your birthday, it’s not your day anymore, but you hold on until you fall asleep for it to be over. Laying in bed at night, the only light coming from your favorite movie playing on the TV. Hands in your hair twisting and untwisting till it’s a knotted mess. Hearing the same story and laughing at all the same parts—even though you know what comes you still gasp. Strangers smiling at you on the street, they don’t know you, but they’re happy to see you. Strong arms wrapped all the way around your body, so tight around your belly you can’t breathe. Cookies right out of the oven. Shared smiles every time you walk in the room.

Haechan: laying in the sun on the hottest day of the year, like two sleepy kittens. Day old brownies that are still so sweet. The same joke told over and over again until it’s no longer funny, but you still can’t help but laugh. Stickers piling up on your water bottle. Counting moles and freckles until numbers don’t even seem real. Layers and layers of blankets piled so high that you’re sweating. Crusty eyes and sleepy giggles at one in the morning. Your favorite song playing at a restaurant. Crocheting hats and scarves and sweaters so that every inch of him is covered in your love. Stevie Wonder songs on the radio. The sun coming out after a storm.

Jaemin: PB&Js on toasted bread. Ring pop proposals and arcade dates. Telling jokes to stop your tears. Sitting in your childhood backyard, you know every tree and every flower. Waking up to coffee brewing. Every love song suddenly makes sense. Listening to Taylor Swift in the car, yelling out every verse like a confession. Bubble baths that are so hot you have to keep getting out to cool off. Ordering mickey mouse pancakes as a grown up. Freezer burned ice cream, not the best but its your favorite flavor. Snow angels in the middle of the night. Butterfly kisses: eyelash to eyelash, it tickles in the fondest way. Homemade meals every day, always made with love.

Yangyang: Midnight drives to McDonalds. Sweatshirts covered it cat hair that never comes off (no matter how hard you try). The minute the cold medicine kicks in. the biggest smile you’ve ever seen shining down at you. Mac Miller songs on rainy days. Dirty jokes so terrible you can’t help but laugh. Peach cobbler and vanilla ice cream. Personalized playlists for every mood. Doing each other’s makeup and giggling at how close your faces are. Pillow forts and rom coms. Sitting around a campfire with your closest friends. At-home haircuts at three in the morning. The theme song of your favorite show. Eating your favorite meal warm and comfy in your bed. Tears streaming from laughing too hard.

Shotaro: Strawberry shortcake flavored kisses. Running through a meadow like a child. Campfire songs sung terribly but with feeling. Spinning around so fast you feel like you’re flying. Spring days just warm enough you don’t have to wear a coat, but need arms wrapped around you tight. Long summer days bleeding together. Old One Direction playlists filling up the car. Giggles right in your ear. Hands fixing your clothes. Blowing out birthday candles. Dancing on the carpet in your socks. Making homemade ice cream on a hot day. Kisses pressed gently in your hair. Your favorite movie playing on a Sunday afternoon. Bodies so close you can feel his laughter. Sunset after a great day.

a/n this is my first try so no one laugh at me… also please ignore the run on sentences 🫶🏻 i tried to make this super gender neutral but if anything needs to be changed, let me know!! 🫶🏻

dividers @luvchaewon @danowh0re

#okay i rlly hope this is good and you like it!!#this was my outlet for biasing every 2000 liner :/#nct x reader #renjun x reader #jeno x reader #haechan x reader #jaemin x reader #yangyang x reader #shotaro x reader #nct fluff #wayv #nct dream #nct #my fics ؘ ☆༄

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daydreamingyuta · 5 months

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NCT as Husbands Series: Hendery

summary: fluff, drabble, husband!hendery wc: 797 nct as husbands masterlist

One thing about Hendery is that he’s so proud to be your husband! and just so proud of you in general. One of the best things about him is that he’s always trying to get you to see your full potential by encouraging you to do things you think you can’t. like sometimes you have a really big dream and instinctively brush it off, but Hendery is always there to tell you that you can do absolutely anything you put your mind to 🥹

He's also just so funny and the members always call him a mood maker in the group, so you just know there's never a dull moment with him! like he's always making jokes and making you laugh! and the way his eyes light up when he makes you laugh because he thinks you're the most precious person in the world 🥹

Also he would give you the most random but cutest gifts! like you know in his relay cam video where he makes a paper heart? He would absolutely make you like twenty of those because he was bored while his game was updating and he wanted to make you something. He's also kind of an impulse buyer when it comes to you. like if he sees something you would like while he's out, he's getting it for you, no questions asked.

And the way that he looks at you!! Like with the absolute most love and adoration in his eyes! Like you are the single most precious person in the world to him!!

You were so excited to have some friends over for the first time since you and Hendery have gotten the new house. You both had spent half the day preparing everything, getting the groceries and cooking. The final item on tonight's menu had about ten more minutes left when your guest arrived. You greeted Kun and his wife first and then Yangyang and his wife with a hug. "The food smells amazing, is it already done?" Kun asks, taking off his shoes. "Yeah, I think Hendery's getting the last thing off the stove right now." You take everyone's coat and place them on the coat rack by the front door as they say their hellos to your husband. ⸻ You're all about halfway through dinner, laughing at a story Hendery's telling everyone. You make a mental note to poke fun at him later for purposefully omitting a very embarrassing part of the story. "You know, we haven't had dinner together like this since before you two got married." Yangyang says, pointing at you and Hendery. "Has it really been that long?" You ask, genuinely shocked that so much time has passed. "We'll be sure to plan something soon after this so another three years don't go by." You make another mental note to plan something soon, because you really were having a good time tonight. You're taking the final bites of your dinner when you find yourself accidentally eavesdropping on Kun and his wife's conversation. Since they're sitting right next to you, you could hear her whispering to Kun about the way Hendery was staring at you and how cute she thinks it is. You honestly hadn't even noticed until she said something. You look up at your husband and your eyes meet immediately. He gives you a sweet smile before hopping back into the conversation about a new show that just came out. Maybe it was silly because you two were married, but catching him staring at you like that gave you butterflies just like the first time you ever caught him staring. You grin to yourself, while also trying to hide your smile so you don't look weird in front of your friends. The rest of dinner went really well, Hendery even made everyone coffee as dessert. You found yourself feeling a bit nostalgic. You used to have dinner with Hendery in the dorm all the time when you first started dating and the members would barge in and join in on the dinner, which you always loved. So much has changed since then, but your friendships have lasted through the years which is so incredibly precious to you. You and Hendery stand at the front door as you both say goodbye to everyone as they leave. You watch as they get into their cars, when you feel Hendery's arms wrap around your waist and his chin rest on your shoulders. "You look so pretty tonight, I couldn't stop staring at you." You left out a laugh, coiling at the ticklish feeling of Hendery pressing sweet kisses on your neck. "You look very handsome too." "Yeah?" You nod and face him, the two of you staring at each other for a moment, smiles bright on your faces.

#hendery #nct #wayv #fluff #k-pop #drabble #imagine #nct scenarios #fanfiction #fanfic #hendery x y/n #hendery x reader #established relationship

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127luvr · 1 year

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Hi, can I request a fanfic with yangyang in which male reader and him are hiding their relationship from the other members but theyre really bad at it. like really. theyre kissing and cuddling whenever they think no one is watching, but there is always at least one person watching. and when they find out the others all know theyre so shocked.

Dream launch

Liu Yangyang x Male Reader

You and Yangyang learn the hard way how impossible it was to find privacy while being idols. More specifically—idols who were dating each other. Whether it was in the waiting rooms of Music Bank or Inkigayo, it seemed that everywhere you went, you were being watched.

You tried the Wayv dorms for a few weeks. Lounging around in Yangyang’s clothes and being overly affectionate with one another when you thought no one was around. Ten was the first member to spot the two of you sharing lazy kisses—he had walked out of his room for the first time in hours thinking he was home alone. He had managed to quietly grab a snack without attracting attention before settling himself by the table and scrolling endlessly on his phone. It wasn’t until the other members showed up when you and Yangyang finally found each other on opposite ends of the couch staring blankly at the tv. Ten had shared a knowing look with Kun.

Next were the 127 dorms. While neither of you were in the unit—Taeyong and the rest had welcomed you with open arms whenever you came around to hang out. Because their schedules were all over the place, you figured you and Yangyang could be couple-y without bothering anyone.

“It’s so quiet, it’s a little eerie. I miss the pets.” You smiled at Yangyang, moving a piece of hair out of his eye. He blushed a little—still not quite used to such an intimate move while out in the open. “You think they hide cameras in here?”

From the other side of the dorm, Haechan scoffed. Quickly realizing his mistake, he ducked, knowing the two of you wouldn’t be able to spot him from the couch no matter how hard you tried. That didn’t stop you from looking towards that direction—where the sound originally came from. Yangyang held you tighter, visibly spooked.

“That was weird. I guess they weren’t lying when they said that the 127 dorms are haunted.” You laughed a little to lighten the mood, basking in Yangyang’s warmth as long as you could.

You knew you couldn’t bother trying the Dream dorm, knowing that Mark and Haechan would find it suspicious that the two of you were hopping around from dorm to dorm. They were too perceptive for their own good. So—finally you tried the dorms with Sungchan and Shotaro. Realistically, it was the better option out of all of the dorms. They were busy with Nct Universe and preparing their debut with the rest of the rookies.

Yangyang pulled you into his lap, trying to get comfortable as the two of you sat on the floor. Usually on your rare days off the two of you enjoyed doing nothing but talking and catching up with the occasional display of affection. This time, you were trying your hardest to complete a puzzle on the floor. All the pieces were scattered—some several feet away from you from when you threw them out of frustration.

“Baby, there’s no way this is that difficult to you. Just find the corner pieces.” You couldn’t help but pout at Yangyang’s teasing. You tried freeing yourself from his grasp, but he was persistent. “Come on~ you know I love you no matter how much you suck at puzzles.”

“Ahem.” Sungchan had decided he had seen enough of the two of you being affectionate. He wiped off the fond smile, offering a poker face instead. Yangyang wasted no time in pushing you off of him in panic. Trying to look as normal as possible as he fiddled with the puzzle pieces near him. “Hi guys.”

You shoot a glare towards Yangyang, rubbing the arm you landed on when he pushed you. “Hi Sungchan… how long have you been standing there?”

“Oh I just got here.” Sungchan mentally applauded himself for being able to lie so smoothly. “Have fun with that, I think we’re missing a few pieces.” Yangyang let out a breath of relief when Sungchan turned to leave, wiping his forehead cartoonishly.

“That was close.”

It was one of those rare occasions where SM had planted all of the Nct members together in one room. You couldn’t help but look across the room towards Yangyang, admiring his wide smile and nose crinkle from afar. You wanted nothing but to just go up to him and hold his hand. Not that that kind of affection was rare in this group—in fact it was welcomed. You had never met another group that was so open to giving each other hugs and kisses on the cheek all the time. But you were afraid that you were going to slip up and just kiss him out of familiarity.

You pushed the feeling of longing away, tuning into whatever the staff were saying instead as a distraction.

When they finally departed to leave you all to your shenanigans you all dispersed. Finding members you were familiar with wasn’t hard. You enjoyed talking and spending time with them but all you wanted to do was talk to your lover.

You nodded along to whatever Jungwoo was saying, staring behind him towards the blonde that kept catching your eye. Jungwoo turned to see what was keeping you preoccupied, a smile tugging at his lips as he saw what it was.

“Go to your boyfriend.” You felt the blood drain from your face. How did he know. “What you think we all don’t know?” He put a hand on your shoulder, as if it were a silent apology. “Show of hands—” all eyes were on you and Jungwoo. You couldn’t help but feel small. “Who knows about (Y/n)-ah and Yangyang?”

The only two people not raising their hands were you and Yangyang. Shock was evident on your face as you turned to look at him again.

“You guys are so bad at hiding I thought it was common knowledge—”

“I thought they knew I was in the room with them when they started with their PDA—”

“It’s almost like they’re in their own world honestly, there isn’t one member that hasn’t been through their cuddling or kissing.” The comments felt never-ending, but you couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. You didn’t have to keep the not-so-secret-secret anymore.

#liu yangyang #yangyang #wayv #nct #nct u #yangyang x male reader #wayv x male reader #nct x male reader #x male reader #nct 127 #nct dream #thank you for requesting I hope you like it :)#<3

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