#yuju x male reader

[midastouch-zaza]

Need a sequel to the Ahn Yujin bully storyline where MR humiliates by destroying her clothes in public.

[Sorry about posting less these days, people, but I'm kinda busy preparing my exams, I'll reprise to post more after tuesday, just hang in there. Also, given that today IVE dropped Accendio MV, it's the right occasion to write the second part of this work]

"Hey~, why don't we go back to our room and we have a bit of fun? You can be as much rough as you want", Yujin repeated to you for the fifth time this morning. She kept begging you to fuck her and honestly you were getting kinda tired of it.

After that time you snapped on her and gave her the fuck of her life, she transformed. She was no more your bully, but the clingiest slut ever. Always so touchy and provoking, trying to convince you all the times to make it happen again.

The first time you accepted, because you still had some anger to throw out, but lately it was becoming counterproductive: you were giving her a good time and she didn't deserve that after all the years she ruined your life.

Furthermore people seemed to not have understood at all the situation. "Look at him, he's in love with his bully" or "Such a loser, he's just her little sex toy" were just some of the rumors some dickhead spread in the campus.

So, you technically got your revenge but nobody acknowledged it, and that really got your nerve. "Come on, Oppa, let's go back, I'll let you use my body", she purred once more, making you snap in the middle of the hallroom.

"For fuck sake, shut up, whore, I don't want to fuck you now!", you shouted, making everyone turn their body in yours direction. "Shhh, Oppa, people don't know", she said, embarassed, covering her face with her hands.

Embarassed? She was embarassed! An evil smirk appeared on your face, finally your chance to clear your reputation arrived. "But people need to know, my dear Yujin", you said, an hint of sarcasm in your voice.

"You were begging me to fuck you, right? Why waiting to go back to our dorm? I'll use you right here", you kept speaking, being loud enough for everyone in the hallroom to hear your words. "Oppa, I don't think it's a good ide-", her words were cut off, as it happened already in your shared room.

You pushed her against the lockers, her face pressed against the cold metal. "Let me show you everyone who you really are", you announced, ripping off her tight leggings, revealing to everyone her fat ass and her pink pussy, already wet because of your rough treatment.

People started recording while you pulled your cock out and slammed inside her soaked pussy, making her moan like a slut. "Yeah, moan like that, like all the times I destroy you in our room", you keep sharing the truth.

Yujin was super red in face, embarassed like never before, but at the same time she couldn't deny the pleasure your cock was giving her, pressing her ass against your hard shaft. But it was not just the sex, no, that humiliating feeling actually turned her on so much.

All the school now knew she was no more a scary bully but just your cumdump, always ready and needy of your cock. She tried nonetheless to hide her face against the metal, but you were quick to pull her short hair, showing everyone her expression full of lust.

"Don't you even try, slut, just admit you're addicted to my cock", you growled, moving her towards the crowd and then ripping also her fancy shirt. Now she was basically naked, only her shoes and some rags were still on her body.

Her tits were jiggling so much, while you were pounding her pussy from behind. "It's true, this is the real me: a slut who loves to be humiliated and used", she screamed, moaning while she reached her orgasm.

Few minutes later you also reached your climax, filling her pussy as usual with your sticky cum, but this time in front of everyone. Your job was finished: now the situation was reversed. You were the bully and her the loser.

You pulled your cock inside your pants again, leaving her still catching her breath, while laying almost naked on the floor, covering herself with just her arms. "See you later in our room...loser", you said, going away and chuckling.

#kpop smut #kpop thoughts #girl group smut #kpop x male reader #girl groups x male reader #ive smut #ive yujin #ive x male reader #yuju x male reader #yujin smut #izone x male reader #izone smut #izone yujin

[smutoperator]

Rules, kinks and favorite idols/groups

I've had this blog for a while but finally I'm not busy enough to keep it active. So there are the rules:

Idols must be 18 or older (obviously).

Sex must always be consensual.

Besides rape, I also avoid stuff like scat, vomit and necrophilia.

I don't write G!P smuts. I allow for the use of strap-ons but not actual penises for idols that have vaginas.

I keep note on every request and will select a few if the story fits. All smuts will feature at least one female idol and a male reader.

My favorite fantasies are: anal (my #1), breeding, creampie, dirty talk dom/sub, facefucking, morning sex, poolside sex, public sex, rough sex, spanking and titfucking. As you can see, I'm on the rougher side of the spectrum and my smuts veer into the porny side but can do romantic stuff if asked to.

Now on to the idols.

I have idols spawning from 2nd to 4th generation as my biases, my all time top 10 is, ordered by their groups: AOA Seolhyun, Blackpink Jennie, Dreamcatcher Yoohyeon, Girl's Day Yura, f(x) Krystal, Ive Wonyoung, Iz*one/Soloist Eunbi, SNSD Yuri, Twice Jihyo and Twice Momo (and RV Seulgi but I don't write smuts about her for finding her too cute to lewd).

Here are the idols from each group, order alphabetically, I can write smuts of. Inside their groups, the idols are ordered by my personal preference.

4Minute: Hyuna

Aespa: Karina - Ningning - Winter - Giselle

After School: Nana - Kahi

Alice: Sohee

AOA: Seolhyun - Choa - Hyejeong - Jimin

Apink: Bomi - Hayoung - Eunji - Naeun - Chorong

Berry Good: Johyun

Blackpink: Jennie - Jisoo - Lisa - Rosé

Cherry Bullet: Jiwon

Cignature: Jeewon

CLC: Seungyeon - Yeeun

Dal Shabet: Subin

Dreamcatcher: Yoohyeon - Gahyeon - Handong - SuA - JiU

Exid: Hani - Junghwa

f(x) : Krystal - Victoria

Fromis 9: Saerom - Chaeyoung

Gidle: Soyeon - Shuhua - Minnie - Yuqi - Miyeon

Girl's Day: Yura - Hyeri

Gfriend: Eunha - SinB - Sowon - Yuju - Yerin - Umji

I.O.I: Somi - Doyeon - Sejeong - Jieqiong - Chungha - Mina

Itzy: Yeji - Chaeryeong - Yuna - Ryujin

Ive: Wonyoung - Gaeul - Yujin - Rei - Liz

Iz*one: Eunbi - Wonyoung - Chaewon - Minju - Hyewon - Yujin - Sakura - Yena - Chaeyeon

Kep1er: Xiaoting - Yujin - Hikaru - Chaehyun - Dayeon

Le Sserafim: Kazuha - Chaewon - Yunjin - Sakura

Loona: Heejin - Yeojin - Hyeju - Yves - Haseul - Jinsoul - Kim Lip

Lovelyz: Mijoo

Mamamoo: Solar - Hwasa

Miss A: Suzy - Fei

Momoland: Ahin - Nancy

Newjeans: Danielle - Minji - Hanni

Nine Muses: Kyungri

Nmixx: Sullyoon - Haewon

Oh My Girl: Arin - Yooa - Jiho - Yubin - Mimi - Hyojung - Seunghee

Rainbow: Jaekyung - Hyunyoung

Red Velvet: Joy - Yeri - Irene

Secret: Hyosung

SNSD: Yuri - Yoona - Taeyeon - Seohyun - Sunny - Jessica - Tiffany - Hyoyeon - Sooyoung

Sistar: Soyou - Hyolyn - Bora - Dasom

Stayc: Isa - J - Seeun - Yoon

T-Ara: Hyomin - Jiyeon

Twice: Momo - Jihyo - Sana - Mina - Tzuyu - Dahyun - Nayeon - Jeongyeon - Chaeyoung

Weeekly: Monday - Zoa - Jihan

WJSN: Bona - Cheng Xiao

Wonder Girls: Sunmi

#kpop #kpop smut #smut #girl group smut #female idol smut #male reader smut

[writerpeach]

I would like to read a smut story by Yuju(gfriend)x M reader.

why would Yuju write a male reader fic

#asks

[worldsover]

Kinktober 2021

Here's my list of Kinktober prompts, all male reader x female idol quickies. Cross-posted on AFF. You can also find the stories sorted by group on my masterlist.

Sleep Sex (Joy)

Breeding (Luda)

Public Sex (Sihyeon)

Humiliation (Wendy)

Pegging (Ryujin)

Face-Sitting/Face-Fucking (Mina)

Lingerie (Seungyeon)

Praise Kink (Hyunjin)

Edging/Orgasm Control (Mijoo)

Toys (Bibi)

Phone Sex (Rose)

Knife Play (Chuu)

Double Penetration (Yoohyeon)

Food Play (Ningning)

Tit Fucking (Jamie, Lee Hi)

Gangbang (IU)

Shower Sex (Yujin)

Hunter/Prey (Nako)

Daddy Kink (Heejin)

Hate Sex (Yuju)

Sex Tape (Sieun)

Shibari

Monster Fucking

Marking/Biting

Exhibitionism/Voyeurism

Femdom

Choking

Size Kink

Wax Play/Temperature Play

Overstimulation

Dealer’s Choice

#kinktober 2021

[sunflowersoonyoung]

drunken confessions, pastel lingerie | yuju & eunha

w.c ↠ 3.1k

pairings ↠ yuju x fem!reader, eunha x yuju, eunha x fem!reader

genre/s ↠ fluff, established relationship au!, smut, dom!eunha, sub!yuju, switch!reader, making out, voyeurism, threesome, oral (fem!receiving), strap-on sex, overstimulation, unnie kink (?)

description ↠ drunk and alone with you beneath the starlight, your girlfriend Yuna confesses to you her attraction towards Eunha. you take it upon yourself to organise a night in which you introduce her into your relationship.

warning/s ↠ suggestive themes, alcohol consumption

a/n ↠ this is sort of new territory for me, so I hope it turned out okay - I personally think its super hot and these two are my favourite members. I know you asked for something different anon, but I didn’t feel comfortable writing male idol x female idol, and so I figured this would be better than rejecting your request outright. I hope you don’t mind <3

requested by anon

Beneath the marmalade lighting of the soju bar, Yuna’s cheeks glowed pink.

She was currently resting her forehead on the cool surface of the table, having almost knocked over one of the side dishes you had ordered when she had first laid her head down.

Yuna was quite intoxicated, ever the lightweight, whereas you were only decently drunk. As you were sharing a booth with her, you could simply reach over and touch her, stirring her from her daze.

“Everything is spinning,” she complained, and you laughed, “oh dear. Do you want to go home?”

Yuna gradually lifted her heavy head, her lips pulling into a slow, dizzy smile, and she cupped your cheeks fondly.

“I want to go home,” she began, shy giggles bubbling up from her chest, “and then we can be alone together.”

“Come on then. I’ll help you up.”

As Yuna stood up to leave the booth, she stumbled on her own feet, and you caught her, draping an arm around her waist. Desire began to corrupt your mind as you made contact with her skin, bared by the crop-top she was wearing. She smelt intoxicating all of a sudden, and you wanted to hold her and kiss her.

Not now, not in public, you scolded yourself. You had had too much soju as well.

After spending a few hours in that humid bar, the night air was soothing against your skin. It was just a short five-minute walk back to your shared apartment, and you were both blanketed by night. Only the occasional street lamp spilled light onto your faces.

“(F/n),” Yuna spoke in a strangely solemn voice once you were both certainly alone, her cheek resting on your shoulder, “what do you think of Eunbi?”

“Which one?” You joked, and Yuna pouted, “Eunha, then. What do you think of her?”

“She’s cute,” you answered, “why?”

“We used to shower together,” Yuna admitted, and you could sense where she was headed, although you still waited with bated breath for her to continue, “and I used to wish she would touch me. I’m attracted to her.”

A swell of arousal washed over your body, beginning from your core, your knees shaking with weakness. Yuna had always been close to Eunha, but you had not realised it was like that.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,” she mumbled, your lack of response making her regretful.

“No, no,” you answered hastily, “that’s hot.”

Even amidst the swirling darkness, you could see the pleasant surprise leaking onto Yuna’s beautiful features. She turned you to face her and kissed you, and because she was still drunk, it was a sloppy kiss.

You took her home, and she passed out as soon as she hit the sheets. As the sun rose the following day and you woke with a ghost of a hangover, the previous night felt like a blur.

Except for her quiet admission beneath the yellow streetlights. You remembered that as vividly as if it had just occurred moments ago.

It was that expression that seared itself firmly into your memory, that strangely vulnerable and yet aroused expression. You wanted to see Yuna make it once more as Eunha finally touched her, just as she had fantasised. And so, you took it upon yourself to plan something that would eventually lead to the scenario mentioned above.

Although, it would take a lot of courage on your part and sizeable agreeableness coming from Eunha.

You sent her a text inviting her out to lunch. You were not really sure how to broach this particular topic, but it might be a little easier if you were shouting her a drink.

Eunha arrived dressed adorably, wearing light blue denim overalls over a white t-shirt. Even with a face mask, she turned heads as she passed through the cafe. Finally, she pulled her mask down to her chin before seating herself opposite you.

“Hi, (F/n),” she greeted casually. You were thankful for the presence of the waitress because you were not ready yet; seeing Eunha had exacerbated your anxieties.

“We’ll both have a strawberry milkshake,” Eunha ordered for you both as if in a hurry, and then as the waitress disappeared her attention shifted to you and became unbearably dizzying.

“What did you want to talk about, (F/n)?” She inquired, cupping her cheek and peering at you curiously through her almond-shaped eyes.

“Um…it’s about Yuna and me,” you began, and Eunha frowned in concern.

“It’s nothing bad, is it? You make a cute couple.”

“N-no, nothing bad, probably,” you replied, adrenaline wreaking havoc through your already trembling body, “I wanted to ask if you would be interested in, um, sharing Yuna with me?”

A prolonged silence pursued your offer, surprise flickering across Eunha’s round face. It settled icy dread in the pit of you stomach, and now you wanted to take it all back.

“How so?” She asked, a mischievous smile beginning to warm her lips.

“H-However you’d like,” you answered, shifting in your seat as you began to buzz with arousal, “I was thinking, you could do whatever you liked with her, and I would watch?”

“That’s no fun. I want to play with you too,” Eunha pouted.

What had you gotten yourself into?

You had awoken a devil, hiding beneath the surfaces of this innocuous and innocent-looking woman. You could never have expected her to be so naughty.

“I-I guess that’s up to Yuna,” you stammered.

The waitress returned with your drinks, passing a tall glass filled with light pink, frothy milk in front of each of you. Eunha stared up at you with her dark eyes, taking in a mouthful of her milkshake through the paper straw.

“Don’t worry. She’ll say yes.”

Organising the evening in discussion was the next task at hand from then onwards. You carefully selected a night upon which neither Eunha nor Yuna had anything on their schedules and an open day preceding it as well in case of … soreness.

And that day swiftly appeared. Yuna did not like being idle even on her days off, so she left for the studio to practise for a few hours. But, before she got dressed to go, you captured her hand.

“Wear your best lingerie for me, for when you get home?” You were asking her, but not really - actually, you were telling her. She smiled shyly and nodded, returning to her set of drawers to swap the plain white sports bra she had in her arms. You did not actually see what she had picked instead, which added to the suspense.

That evening when Yuna returned, at approximately seven o’clock, Eunha had already snuck into your apartment and was preparing herself in your bedroom.

You clasped both of Yuna’s hands as she approached you from the entrance corridor, “I’ve prepared a few things for you.”

“Is that why you asked me to wear this?” She asked with a nervous simper, pulling up the corner of her shirt to reveal the pastel peach bra she was wearing, adorned with ribbons and lace. You released a slow sigh.

First, you led her into the dining room, your head already foggy with arousal. There was an indiscreet lump of fabric in the middle of the table. She unfurled it, and her ears went crimson upon identifying the thing you had wrapped in your t-shirt.

A strap on and a large, neon pink dildo to pair with it, and also a silver bullet vibrator fell out onto the tabletop.

“(F/n)!” She gasped as she turned the dildo between her hands, unable to maintain prolonged eye contact with it, perhaps out of embarrassment.

“I know, baby,” you murmured, “don’t worry, I’ll take care of you properly.”

You cupped Yuna’s oval-shaped face and brought her into a deep kiss, muffling every whimper that came from her throat.

Eventually, you trailed your hands down to her shirt, which was annoyingly obstructing you from her beautiful body, parting from her to pull it over her head. Unsurprisingly, she looked incredible, with perfectly soft stretches of skin everywhere for you to touch and feel, to worship.

You unbuttoned her jean shorts and let them fall to her ankles, light-headed upon discovering the matching underwear she was wearing, lined with waves of pearly, translucent fabric.

“You’re so perfect, Yuna. It would be an injustice to keep you to myself,” you purred. Yuna’s eyes widened as she processed your final sentence.

“What does that mean?”

“Why don’t you come and see?”

You interlaced your fingers with hers, gathering the strap-on and other instruments into your spare arm. Then, gently, you led her to the bedroom.

Eunha was ready and waiting patiently, her legs crossed on top of the duvet. She was already primarily naked, apart from her striking black bra and underpants. Behind you, Yuna faltered.

Her expression was exactly as you had dreamt of. Embarrassed and yet beneath that, flushed with arousal. She looked at you and then at Eunha a few metres away.

“A-Are you okay with something like this?” Yuna asked, gazing pointedly at you as if trying to probe your mind. You pressed a kiss to her cheek in an attempt to allay her fears, “I organised it, didn’t I? I want to watch as Eunha fills you up.”

Yuna’s eyes fluttered shut, heavily affected by your words. Eunha had stood, wrapping her arms around your girlfriend from behind, running fluttering kisses down her neck and onto her shoulder. You gingerly released Yuna’s fingers, leaving her in possession of your arranged third.

Now you just observed as Yuna and Eunha dissolved into a deep kiss. It was a kiss full of desperation, wild and fast-paced, and soon Yuna was making quite a lot of noise against Eunha’s lips. She was always vocal in bed, after all.

Eunha reached behind Yuna and unclasped her bra, letting it slip free between their close bodies and fall onto the carpet.

You rubbed your thighs together, unbelievably aroused already.

You could see everything - the way Eunha’s fingers trickled over Yuna’s peaked nipples, the way Yuna rolled her chest forwards against her touch, the way Eunha’s knee slotted between Yuna’s legs.

And then Eunha withdrew entirely, leaving Yuna hot and crimson cheeked and gasping for air.

“You’re so sensitive, Yuna-yah,” she grinned, “I wonder what would happen if I touched you down here~?”

Her hand slid roughly beneath Yuna’s underpants, heading directly for her core. Yuna yelped and caught Eunha’s elbows to remain stable, and Eunha giggled delightfully, removing a slick palm from between Yuna’s legs.

“Did that surprise you?” She teased.

Eunha led an amusedly wobbly Yuna to the bed, pushing her horizontally across the mattress. She dragged Yuna’s underpants down her legs - you swallowed as you observed how Eunha had to unstick it from her impossibly wet pussy.

Yuna glanced towards you with half-lidded eyes, her pupils blown with arousal. You sunk your teeth into your bottom lip, your breath coming out jagged from your throat.

Eunha stole back her attention as she ran her middle and index fingers down Yuna’s glistening folds, gathering up fluid on her fingertips.

“Who is it you’re wet for, Yuna? Is it for me, or (F/n), or both of us?” Eunha’s tone was so sweet that you wondered if she was hiding something.

Yuna’s voice wavered as she replied, “b-both of you, unnie, I-I’m wet for both of you.”

Eunha smiled softly, “that’s the right answer. Why don’t you open your legs for me so I can give you your reward?”

Yuna’s thighs were quivering as she parted them, and Eunha wasted no more time teasing her. She swallowed up all the distance between them by burying her face between her legs. Yuna made a noise somewhere between an exclamation and a gasp, immediately grasping the duvet with her hands to keep herself grounded.

You had made your girlfriend react like this countless times, but you had never really seen her. It was difficult to see much from that position with your face in her pussy.

Now you could take in the dizzyingly attractive sight of her as she was wrought with pleasure. She was clawing at the bed, her eyebrows furrowed in desperation.

Eunha pulled away, her chin and lips glossy with Yuna’s juices. She looked at you, and your breath hitched in your throat. No longer did she exude that playfulness. Instead, her face was dark, and she was exuding a dangerously dominant lust.

“I need that strap-on,” she said, and you realised you had been tightly holding the sex toy in your hands from the moment she and Yuna had begun kissing. You were weak-kneed as you approached to exchange it with her.

You expected that to be that, but Eunha had more for you. She captured your wrist and pulled you back towards you, engaging you in a kiss.

Suddenly, your pent-up arousal flooded over you, and you made an embarrassing groan.

“Why don’t you join in now, (F/n)?” Eunha suggested with a low, honeyed voice, “I think you need some attention.”

Yuna was crawling towards you on the mattress, her fucked-out expression making her look ever so tempting.

“Please, (F/n),” she pleaded, grabbing a fistful of your sweatpants, “I want to taste you.”

You let her drag you onto the bed with her, and she began to kiss all over your neck and your jaw. You closed your eyes against the slow buzz of pleasure that her soft lips created. Behind Yuna, Eunha had removed her panties to reveal her small, pink vagina, and was tightening the harness of the strap-on around her waist.

“E-Eunha,” you breathed between Yuna’s kisses, “th-there’s a vibrator.”

At some point, perhaps when you had first shown your girlfriend the instruments, you had slipped the bullet vibrator into your pocket. You fished it out, and Eunha snatched it from you. There were two compartments in the harness, one to slot the vibrator against her clit, and one which held the dildo.

Now she stood with the thick neon pink dildo curling up into the air, and with the combination of that and her dark leather bra, Eunha looked strangely intimidating. She struck the side of Yuna’s thigh with her hand.

“On your hands and knees for me,” Eunha ordered. Yuna obeyed hastily, keeping eye contact with your the entire time.

And now Eunha focussed on you, her attention making you shrink against the bedding, “take off your pants and underpants, (F/n).”

You were not used to being dominated, as usually, that was your role when it came to your relationship with Yuna. You were so flustered that you were rather clumsy as you pulled both of your bottoms off, your underpants translucent with your wetness.

Yuna was eager, not even waiting for you to adjust to a comfortable position before she ran her tongue between your folds, making electrifying contact with your achingly swollen clit. And then she cried out, throwing her head back and screwing her face up. Eunha was hovering against her, slowly pushing the dildo into Yuna’s pussy.

“Is it too big for you~?” Eunha teased, “I bet you’ve never had something so big inside of you.”

“U-Unnie, please, keep going. It feels so good,” Yuna begged, her words slurring together.

Eunha started fucking into her, and Yuna looked up at you with hazy eyes before returning her lips to their place on your clitoris. Her tormented sobs were muffled between your legs, but they were still loud and almost hysterical.

Perhaps because of all of that pent-up arousal, you almost immediately came over Yuna’s tongue. However, she kept lapping, as the motion was a slight distraction from the intense pleasure from Eunha’s silicone cock. Your whole body shook with overstimulation.

And then Yuna came too, emitting a short, high-pitched sound that resembled a scream, her whole body trembling in a violent orgasm.

Eunha pulled out, the pink dildo shining from being buried inside Yuna’s pussy. She turned to you, and you swallowed.

“Your turn, (F/n),” she smiled innocently, “I need to cum, too.”

Eunha joined the two of you on the bed, slivering around you both till she was behind you. She drew you into a kneeling position, your back pulled flush against her chest. The dildo rested dangerously between your thighs, grazing your already fatigued pussy.

Eunha crossed an arm over your chest to hold you firm and then positioned the thick cock against your entrance. Then, slowly, gently, she pushed it inside of you.

It was a bit of a stretch, as you were only used to a finger or two. Now you saw an insight into why Yuna had been making such a crazed expression. The buzzing of the vibrator that was pressed against Eunha’s clit also ran through the entire dildo.

She started to fuck you as soon as you were mostly adjusted to the size. If it were not for how she held you, you would have been thrown forwards because her hips were surprisingly forceful.

And you were oversensitive, which did not help. Out of sheer overwhelm, tears burned in your eyes, and you began to gasp these ragged, exhausted sobs of pleasure.

“Is it too much for you, (F/n)-ah~? I guess you aren’t used to being treated so roughly,” Eunha laughed.

Yuna knelt up against you and stole your lips for a kiss. It was only a short relief as Eunha reached between your legs and rubbed vicious circles against your clit, and you came a second time, the walls of your pussy closing around the dildo.

Eunha wrapped her arms around your waist and fucked the fake cock into you shallowly. Finally, she buried her face in the crook of your shoulder and whined, and you realised she was cumming as well.

All three of you collapsed against the pillows, fatigue washing into the crooks of your bodies. Eunha held you closely from behind, cock warming you with her strap-on, reverting to the soft and gooey persona that you knew far better than her newly revealed dominant side.

“Thank you for inviting me, (F/n)~,” she hummed happily.

Yuna was staring at you meaningfully, blinking through her tiredness, “can I ask you something, my love?”

You nodded, and she proceeded.

“C-Can we do that again? I mean, bring Eunha into our relationship.”

You beamed at her and kissed the tip of her nose, and she dissolved into a giddy smile.

“I hope so,” you answered, and then you laughed, “Although I don’t know if I can take her if that’s how she always acts in bed.”

Eunha regarded you with her dangerously dark irises, interjecting with a teasing, “you’ll get used to it, (F/n)-ah~.”

#gfriend #gfriend x reader #gfriend fanfic #gfriend smut #gfriend yuju #gfriend yuju x reader #gfriend yuju fanfic #gfriend yuju smut #gfriend yuju x eunha #gfriend eunha #gfriend eunha x reader #gfriend eunha fanfic #gfriend eunha smut #eunha x yuju #eunha x reader #eunha fanfic #eunha smut #yuju x reader #yuju fanfic #yuju smut #yuju #eunha #jung eunbi #choi yuna

[9h4mn]

idol | cherry bullet

➞ cherry bullet x idol! reader

➞ fluff

➞ having a crush [and having none!] is normal and everyone has their own way of dealing with it. how will cherry bullet act around their idol crush when they have a schedule together?

haeyoon: as leader, haeyoon has to place her feelings aside for the sake of her members — that was what she always told herself — but when the members are out of the equation? uh-oh.

a duet where she covers a song with you and its not just any song, its dream by baekhyun and bae suzy. a duet of a love song with her idol crush, it was a disaster in the making.

because it was just a vocal duet, practice began a week before the performance. asides from actual practice, it was filled with the both of you talking about the responsibilities that came with being a leader. and when it was time for the performance it felt like it was just you and haeyoon.

all good things comes to an end so with blushing cheeks and an erratic heart haeyoon does her own way of reflecting her feelings, complimenting you.

"i really like your voice!"

yuju: a show where she is allowed to eat as much as she wants? yuju was in but the weird way the managers were acting wasn't missed by her.

she didn't think much of it until filming began and you were introduced as her partner. so she can eat as much as she wants while you eat with her — a free date if you think about it.

she had already thought you were cool but the way you knew how to eat food to make it even more delicious? she was in love. if you were asking her though her favorite part was when you leaned closer to her to remove the stubborn rice on her cheeks.

when filming ended she asked for your number in the pretense to go on a food trip with her. well she had always admired you and if you end up liking her what was yuju going to do? reject you?

"next time lets eat without having to worry about anything."

bora: a year and a few months, bora had estimated that that would be the time she would spend with you as an mc (she really had to when she found out her co-mc would be you!)

it began awkward just as many mc pairs were but overtime the both of you got comfortable with each other. now, bora has no problem clinging on to you. she would even slap your shoulders when laughing.

there was a time period where she got hate from your fans. she had laugh it off but you made an effort to make sure she was smiling and laughing when with you.

you weren't just a senior she looked up to, you very much became one of the reasons she enjoys waking up.

"[name] look, fans are calling us [ship name]!"

jiwon: lipstick prince aka the show where male idols — whether or not they are good at it — would do the makeup of their female celebrity guest. jiwon is the guest and you happened to part of the cast.

when you first entered the room to do her makeup, her heart was beating too fast for her liking but when you took off your coat and gave it to her so that she could cover her legs? jiwon was already gone.

you were in charge of her lips and though you started slow (as you were comparing and asking jiwon's opinion on what color you should use) she enjoyed every moment. though there are times she might have squealed when the both of you locked eyes, jiwon had somehow survived that.

the time came for her to vote on the prince she liked most. there were attempts to woe her, however, one glance to you would beat any of that.

"i really like [name]... i-i mean the color really brings out my face!"

remi: she had been fan of your group and had always knew the choreography to your songs so when she found out cherry bullet would be guesting in a variety show you hosted, she was ecstatic.

the members — bless their souls — exposed that remi was a huge fan of your group. the other host asked her who her bias was and she shyly said it was you.

when the random dance segment began, as always she knew most choreo but when your songs played, she placed even more energy in her steps. you even danced with her and needless to say it was a very important day for remi.

as filming closes, you had approached remi and showed your gratitude for stanning you and your group. it inspired her to tell you at least one reason why she likes you.

"no matter what i was feeling, your songs always comforted me."

chaerin: for you solo debut, chaerin was picked as the leading lady. it wasn't just for the mv but also for the choreo. basically it was like a featuring with her, except her voice wasn't part of it.

before the mv filming, chaerin was already practicing the choreo with you so it wasn't awkward between the both of you. people could even say that you converse like old friends.

when the mv dropped, fans were raving both at the cute concept for your debut and your chemistry with chaerin. there was even more chemistry when promotion period began.

somehow, too happy after a win, you had told chaerin you asked for the ceo to make her your leading lady. although you didn't hear her, the wind was a testament to what she said.

"thank you for choosing me."

may: a game show of some sort — that was the only thing the managers told may. had she knew that you would also be a guest, may would have asked for at least one member to come and support her.

the show began with the guests having to find a partner, as she was both a foreigner and rookie may had already expected no one would pick her. until you came up to her and asked her to be your partner.

there were times that she would not understand some game mechanics and you were always patient in teaching her. you were even able to translate the mechanics in japanese when you needed to.

after a few more games, you and may ended up winning. the price was meat and while everyone else was savoring for it, the both of you celebrated.

"i really enjoyed having you for a partner!"

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[randombtsprincessa]

Agent Provacateur

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Park Jimin x Reader x Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok (2nd POV)

Words: 8.5k

Genre: Smut

Summary: You are the top enforcer for Black Kiss, an all female gang - a shadow, a mystery. When you meet the enigma that is Park Jimin, will you keep business and pleasure separate? Will he? 

Warning: Mentions of Gang Violence, Mentions of Sexual Harassment, Polyamory, Casual Mention of Roofies, Mild Exhibitionism, Switch! Reader, Switch! Jin, Switch! Hoseok, Switch! Jimin, Blindfolded Dancing, Light Public Masturbation, Oral (Female receiving), Fingering, Sexual Themes.

A/N: I choked on this fic for so long, so help me!

The click-clack of high heeled boots echoed through the hallway as you marched towards your destination, a heavy bag swinging from your arm. Every throw of weight to your right leg reminded you of the soreness achieved from an exquisite roundhouse kick to the face of the dog Jaebum sent for the transaction today. Your face twisted into a smirk, amused yet annoyed as you remembered the flirtatious wink the young man sent your way, handing you the bag of millions. It was long overdue payment for a favor – the money, not the tight grip the man hand on your wrist as he tried to pull you back towards him.

In your defense, you’d given him a fair warning to let you go which had been ignored – that happened a lot of time – before you raised your leg in a powerful sweep that sent the man tumbling to the group with a spin, knocked out and hopefully with a bruised ego. You enjoyed that; bruising egos of people who thought they could best you.

The proximity of the attack was the reason why you now had an ache in the ligaments of your thigh but you relished in it. You relished the job, the pain, the lust of power that came from clueless people who looked at you and saw only a girl, not knowing that you were a part of a gang that had been one of the running mobs in the city for generations.

The Black Kiss was silent and shady but no one could deny that it was dangerous. However, people still rolled their eyes at it.

Of course, the fact that all the members of the gang happened to be female could be one of the factors but it wasn’t your business to make people understand you. Your job was to make sure everyone and everything stayed in line…from within the shadows.

As you finally reached the polished wooden doors to your boss’s office, you paused waiting until you heard more footsteps join you.

“How did it go?” You heard Somi ask.

“I got the money, like I always do.” You answered feeling her stop next to you.

“I can see the bag. I also saw the man they sent. Nayeon and Yuna sent Jaebum a few teeth to remind him not to sent idiots next time. What did he do?” She asked.

“Laid a hand on me,” you grunted and Somi tutted.

“Men; they think they can do anything unless someone knocks them down a few pegs down.” She said.

Somi, Nayeon, Yuna and you were the soldiers for Black Kiss. You were the enforcers, the generals of the gang but while your friends operated out loud, you were more shadowy, your work sleeker and more sophisticated.

“What’s going on inside?” you asked finally, tiring of the wait. The bag was heavy and you wanted to go take a hot soak.

“Yuju said Hyuna was in a meeting with Sunmi and Eunha,” Somi said, referring to your boss’s underboss and advisor.

“About what?”

“Does it look like I would know? The last time this happened was when Nancy managed to shoot Somin and Jiwoo at the same time. We still have that particular feat to recur.” She giggled.

“It could be about the new arrivals, what’s their name again?” you asked.

“Wendy and Yuqi,” Somi finished answering when the door swung open and Sunmi walked out, dark hair glimmering in the bright lights.

“Ah, Y/N, such a pleasure to see you again; she’s all set for you. Somi,” she nodded politely to us and trotted off leaving us to glance behind her one.

It was common knowledge that Black Kiss inducted the daughters of the family into its ranks. The only exceptions to this rule were you and Sunmi. Sunmi was Hyuna’s older sister in law, widowed after her husband was shot to death in a raid. Freshly into mourning she had been reluctant to join the mob but had to do it after she had been nearly kidnapped by one of your rival male gangs. She had been saved by Hyuna shooting her assaulter straight in the head.

Hyuna, whose family was head of Black Kiss, soon took over with her sister in law as underboss.

Your own story…was a lot more complicated.

Blinking out of remembrance, you threw a parting glance at your colleague and entered the luxurious office, walking straight to the mahogany table and dropping the money bag on it.

Hyuna raised an entertained eyebrow, leaning back in her large leather chair. The plush deep red made her look small and pale in it but you knew she was anything but.

“Rough work day, Y/N?” she asked, her voice dripping with concern but you just shrugged, knowing better than to show exhaustion in front of your boss. No matter the bonds of friendship running through the gang, you still had to remember that each and every one of them was dangerous in their own right.

“You always call me when it’s going to be a rough work day.” You pointed out, ignoring the light chuckle from the further depths of the room from which Hyuna’s advisor and ‘best friend’ Eunha emerged, holding a tray of drinks.

While you respected her, Eunha was one person you could never quite bring yourself to trust. She was Hyuna’s mother’s ward, inducted alongside Hyuna as a strategist. Now she held a position just higher than you.

“I hope Nayeon told Jaebum the next time his dog messes up, he will be getting a finger.” You muttered instead, earning a few more chuckles.

Hyuna stayed silent though.

“Eunha, you know what to do.” She said finally and Eunha put her glass down, leaving the room with the bag of money before Hyuna stood up, walking towards the tray and pouring two drinks.

“I remember the day we found you.” she mumbled, handing you a cut glass, avoiding your puzzled gaze. “You’ve come a long way.” She said, sitting in the arm chair and swirling her own glass.

You followed her to sit on the sofa in front of her, eyeing the fire as you remembered the old ghost pain in your body from being cornered by a street thug, most like a gang dog…and then the saving grace from the agony that was came with the scream of the same man that had you pinned down, the long recovery and then Hyuna’s one sentence that had led you down this road.

“We can help make it all go away.”

She had personally inducted you into the gang, and you had worked hard, learning to convert your body to a lethal weapon, proving yourself over and over again until you rose up the ranks yourself. Now you were a phantom general and people who didn’t even know you, could be struck by fear at the mention of you.

You owed a debt to Hyuna and the Black Kiss.

“What’s on your mind?” you asked silently.

“I always have something on my mind, Y/N. I wouldn’t be a good Queen if I let it go astray and create trouble for my subjects. You can leave. You’ve had a long day.” She said.

You glanced at your boss…whom you considered your first friend before you downed the burning liquid in one go, leaving the room without a backward glance.

The rest of the night found you leaning against the bar counter of the bar the Black Kiss owned and mainly operated out of. 24/7Haven was pitch black with flashing red and blue lights, just lit enough that everyone could see each other without seeing each other and it was perfect for you. You could see anyone who entered the place to be a problem or a good lay but no one would see you without you wanting them to.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

No one, except one person…

“I don’t know.” You smirked, glancing over your shoulder slyly, “Can you?”

The chuckle that followed made you hum, tilting your back just as the man slid right next to you, completely up close next to you, the wide sweeping shoulders pressing against yours.

Kim Seokjin, better known as Jin, manager of the Haven was one of your oldest running allies in the establishment besides his lead dancer and choreographer Jung Hoseok. The fact that you tumbled around in bed with the both of them on more than one occasion only made your interactions more interesting, given the cover you both ran under.

“Haven’t seen you around for a while; did Hyuna drag you out of your shell again?” he asked.

“Had a job to do but as usual Jaebum managed to piss me off,” you told him, finishing your drink so Jin could buy you another.

“What are we having?” Seokjin questioned, raising his index finger and the bartender immediately rushed over to attend to him. He glanced down once at your Tequila Sunrise before wrinkling his nose.

“Hell no, my baby girl needs a stronger poison.” He said before leaning closer to the bartender muttering something into his pierced ear. The tender nodded, disappearing behind the bar shelves.

Jin grinned, a pearly set of teeth glimmering from his swollen lips as he leant his elbow on the counter, eyeing you.

You stared back with an even gaze, “I hope you didn’t tell him to roofie the drink, Seokjin.” You said, making him snort.

“Come on babe, you and I both know I don’t need to roofie you…or anyone else for that matter.” He looked up as the bartender returned with two glasses of clear liquid in his hand, setting them up in front of the two of you.

“Imported Vodka, straight from some or the other underbelly of Russia,” Jin announced. “It’s still being negotiated over the streets so I’m not supposed to pull the crates out but you’re my special girl.” he threw you a flirty wink but you had other concerns.

“You don’t where you import your vodka from?” you asked, feeling the hand Jin was trailing up your leg pause.

“Of course I do; this particular batch is from Moscow but Irene said your girl Yuna wanted to get exclusive usage for it from Black Kiss.” He scoffed, referring to his sister being a member of the gang and having comparatively higher status than him.

The hand began to glide up higher, fiddling with the hem of your dress when the lights dimmed, instead spotlights flashed towards the edge of the room, illuminating the wide arc of the dance stage.

Aside from being the usual dance club, the Haven also doubled as an exotic bar, the provision of special dances available after crossing a particular hour in the night. The dances were a highlight, so everybody considered; even you, or maybe it was just the dancers who did it for you.

Even as the pulsating music thrummed through the place, the ramp rose up and sitting on it, long legs crossed and face smirking was Jung Hoseok, your second…‘Ally’ in the place. You bite down on your lips, eyeing his lithe figure hungrily, knowing that the bunched up body could stretch tall and tower deliciously over you but also adhere to your wishes as you listed them off.

As you turned your head to watch the arrival of the dancers better, Jin took the opportunity to slip his hand under your skirt completely, sniggering when you let out a low throaty noise, legs spreading just a tiny bit to allow him easier reach. Hidden within the shadows nobody was going to know that Jin was playing with you as all the lights were pointing to the stage but even as Hoseok stood up, strong frame coiled like a panther, his sinful eyes somehow landed towards your corner.

You didn’t intend to blush, but heat flooded your cheeks nonetheless. There was no possible way Hoseok could see you, but the way the hooded eyes were piercing through at you, you wondered if maybe he had night vision.

“Look at him.” Jin hissed beside you. “He’s missed you. We both have.”

“Hmm, I might have missed you too.” you murmured lightly, still staring right at the choreographer on the stage as the backdrop changed to a poisonous green and the dance began.

The long sleeved ripped Henley Hoseok was wearing stuck to his skin, illuminating his golden skin as he rolled his head to the beat drop before his limbs began to move in sharp strokes, angling towards the audience that seemed magnetic, drawing their eyes, attention and very possibly lust from each corner of the floor.

Jin was still barely just hovering at the fabric of your underwear, dragging out the anticipation as both of you watched Hoseok start the dance off for the night, eyes throwing dark looks to where he thought you were.

He must’ve known you were there, the mind that was still rational inside you told you. Jin must’ve told him you had been there, which is why he sought you out but just as Hoseok finished his starting dance with a slow, sexy twirl that bunched up the fabric of the shirt around his waist, letting you glimpse his navel, Jin finally pushed the crotch of your panties aside, letting the musky but air conditioned temperature temper your core. All thought rushed out your brain, feeling Jin press up against you again, index finger tantalizing as he drew it across your hot flesh.

“Dance with me,” he practically growled at you and gave you no choice as he almost shoved you out of the barstool and onto the now nearly empty dance floor as the people had already collected near the stage to watch the other dancers. They were hot too, but no one compared to Hoseok.

Jin’s hands were rough as he groped at you with abandon on the dark floor, large palms grasping at your curves and squeezing. He kept you pressed up against himself tightly, barely any space left between your chests as he swayed to the rippling beat.

“Such a tease,” you winked, your own hands bunching up his dress shirt. No matter the occasion, Kim Seokjin was as usual pristinely dressed. “I’m not as bad as you are.” He returned the wink before he was lifting his face to look over your head, thick lips lifting into a smirk.

“What do we have here?”

The deeper, slick voice sounded too close to your back. You almost itched to look around, but Jin’s grip was too tight, pressing you harder up against him as the newest arrival joined your duo.

More hands landed on your waist, flirting at the edge of Jin’s fingers as they curled around your sides, another body pressing against your back.

Hoseok pressed chapped lips against the curve of your neck as he inhaled your scent, a spicy and fruity musk that both of them seemed to like on you. “You smell nice as always.” He murmured.

“You’re sweaty,” you replied and Jin laughed. “I thought you liked us sweaty.” He mocked before throwing a glance around his surroundings once, hands daringly flitting down under your skirt.

“Jin if you’re going to put your hands on me, you better do it now.” You growled finally. “You are not the only one who I can play with.”

A sharp swat landed on your skin, just below your hip, before the hand that delivered it squeezed your flesh painfully, deliciously painfully. “Play nice with us, Y/N. We all know you came here for us.” He said but ceded to let his hands to travel up to cup your breasts, long fingers kneading them as Jin fiddled with the thin straps of your underwear, fingers swiping over the sensitive flesh underneath.

“Are we soaking you?” Jin muttered against the corner of your jaw.

“Just nearly, why don’t you both take me up to your office so you can check?” you breathed.

You tilted your head to meet Seokjin’s blazing eyes before looking over your shoulder to see Hoseok. His eyes were calmer somehow, deep orbs intense as he bit his lower lip, sinking his head to graze against the shell of your ear, a soft erogenous zone he loved to exploit and use against you.

“We could do that. On the condition that you behave tonight,” he grinned challengingly, knowing full well your bratiness always soared high when they both teased you with the prospect of leaving you high and dry, especially when you needed them most.

Grudgingly you allowed Jin to part your legs further with his, his fingers nudging against your entrance.

“Man,” he chuckled darkly, “you’re dripping. Fuck, Hoseok, let’s drop the charades and sneak her away…now!” he rattled in one breath and Hoseok groaned.

“You’re always so weak for her, Hyung. She should be punished for making us wait so long and then shimmy in here looking like a damn buffet and eyeing us like meat.”

“Then do it,” you challenged, smirking at the way both men returned their widened eyes to you. “Punish me, let’s see you try,” you goaded, already clenching your thighs around Jin’s fingers and he cursed before Hoseok and he were both gripping one your arms, dragging you into the depths of the club towards Jin’s – now thankfully – soundproof office.

You were in for a long night and you could only hope Hyuna didn’t want you to report the next day.

The inside of the white room always exhilarated you, adrenaline pumping through you with the thrill of a new project. As you had hoped not, Hyuna asked for you the next day, needing you to lead for one of the charities her family supported. Perhaps what they said was true, a woman would always be kind hearted…even if that woman was the last thing you saw while getting knocked out.

Your helpers for the day were Jiwoo and Somin, minor associates who handled the business side of matters for the gang.

You glanced at the two girls, matching blonde heads flipping through files before you leant forwards and tapped your nails on the metal table. “So, how do we look?” you asked.

“Thirty thousand, missing, each donation and each event,” Jiwoo told you, eyes respectfully placed around your nose and you made a satisfied sound.

Spinning in the black leather chair, you straightened out your leg in front of you, eyeing the sleek black boot you had on. If there was one thing you had a weakness for in the materialistic world, it would be your closet and of course the car you had purchased with your first hit. Each outfit and shoe was custom made for you, the signature black lips embossed on the end of each heel in your shoe wardrobe so you could practice your ritual of marking your victims under your shoe before you dealt with them.

“How many events?” you hummed.

“9 this month,” sounded Somin’s quick answer.

You tsked, your lips, painted a deep red rubbing against each other as your eyes lifted to consider the struggling man belted down to the hard steel chair in the end of the room. A corrupt manager for the kids’ education committee, swiping money each time Sunmi made a donation. His name was Han.

You rose up from your own seat, ignoring the twinge from between your legs, a reminder of your last wonderful and rough night. Stalking closer to the now panicking older man you bent down to eye level.

“Think it’s funny? Stealing from little kids?” you sneered, reaching out to dig your fingers in his shoulder. The sleek leather belts were holding him awkwardly, making the shoulders jut out in strange angles, angles you would love to render his bones in permanently.

The man grunted in discomfort and with one swipe, you were pressing on the important nerves along his throat, raking trained fingers threateningly on his skin.

“I don’t want your pathetic excuses. I want you to give my subordinates the money back so they can send it where it belongs.” You said coldly. Your fingers grasped the duct tape on his lips and ripped it off.

The ripping sound followed by a wince echoed in the room, shooting a chill up your spine at the prospect of the violence you were about to inflict.

The man eyed you from head to toe before glancing back to the girls behind your shoulder who catching your nod quickly moved forward to take down whatever he was going to spill.

You moved back to the metal table, fingers undoing the black jacket and laying it neatly down before you heard a giggle behind you.

You turned around, arms crossed as just as the man looked around confused towards Somin, Jiwoo raised her hand, a lipstick in her hand. She pressed it hard against the back of his neck and the man seized up, before starting to jolt in quick and sharp jerks, eyes rolling and mouth dropping open.

“Enough,” you said, making the girl pull away the taser and pout at you. You nodded at the door. “Get out of here, tell Sunmi we found the man and I’m taking care of him. Handle whatever money you get out of him. Oh, and if it turns out to be wrong news…” you eye the man, hanging from his restraints. “Let me know before I kill him.”

That evening, found you sitting on the same barstool at 24/7Haven, a glass of Jin’s exclusive vodka in your hand again as you eyed the people filing in and out of the bar.

The bartender today had already been notified as to your arrival it seemed, nodding at you with knowing eyes and having your drinks ready within minutes of you placing it and of course Jin had been told. You wanted to be flattered but seeing as you had a higher standing than everyone in the club aside from Jin you didn’t let it go completely to your head.

And just as you expected, one of your lovers skipped over to you with a beam on his handsome faces.

“Missed us so soon?” Hoseok asked you, but you turned to look at him confused.

“Why are you here? Where’s Jin? Aren’t you supposed to perform?” You asked.

Hoseok took your glass from your hand and took a sip, wetting his lips with a swipe of his tongue as he turned to face the stage. “Jin is going to come along in a minute. We have a surprise.” He said.

“What is it?” You asked, rolling your eyes and leaning back. “I swear if it’s another -,”

“It’s not. You’ll see soon enough.” Hoseok winked at you when you felt someone press a kiss your cheek and turned to see Jin in a navy suit leering at you.

“Did you tell her already?” He asked Hoseok.

“No, we’re going to just have to show her.” Hoseok laughed in turn, nudging your shoulder as both men pressed up closer to you just as the lights dimmed, per usual.

“Hoseok, what about your opening dance?” You asked.

“I don’t always dance, baby. We’re opening with a new guy today. It’s his first day and Seokjin and I wanted to see if he can handle the…heat…let’s say. He looked promising enough.” Hoseok replied, fiddling with the strap of your dress.

“Let me guess, he’s the surprise.” You said wryly and both men chuckled as the opening rifts of the dance music started playing.

The ramp on which Hoseok mostly led the dances was absent, letting the stage remain with no blockades in the front, allowing you a crystal view of the smooth slow spins of the dancers slipping into positions.

You squinted slightly, your eyes narrowing to watch out for the ‘surprise’ the men enveloping you were talking about when the lights began to flicker with the beat drop, a figure smoothly rising up higher than the other dancers.

The litheness of the way the body unfurled, reaching a hand towards the sky as if impeaching for mercy, head tilted back to the heavens with a sharp jaw line drew eyes at once, people murmuring at once about the new dancer. Your eyes flowed downwards, following the smooth skin of his throat to the bold opening slit in his white shirt that revealed most of his chest. The black suit looked divine against his complexion and you could almost picture sinking into the plush looking flesh of his muscular thighs. Perhaps a rake of nails would be nice too…

As the light finally blazed to illuminate the stage completely you noticed the drop dead gorgeous man, sexy as he was still…softer, more rounded than the other dancers.

While Hoseok was all sharp angles and cut throat oozing hotness…this new man were gentle sweeps and sweet slopes.

The dancer dropped his face to the audience and your eyes narrowed immediately, studying the pillow plump lips, rivaling Jin, that you could devour and the bump of his small nose. His eyes were what made you breath catch.

Even though his moves were fluid, almost effeminate, his eyes were predatory, dark, daring his audience to underestimate him. For a wild second you wanted to as you watched him move around the stage, boneless as he hugged his knee and brought to his chest before dropping himself to the floor, grinding on the glass floor as if it was his first love.

As he threw a smirk towards the people watching him, his eyes roved over the room just as he spun on to his feet again, eyes meeting yours. Sweaty blond hair darkened his gaze as held your eyes a couple seconds longer than absolute necessary, probably amused at the way you were watching him hawkish, glass held up to your lips.

You could care less at the moment.

The man finally turned away his eyes; slipping out of his suit jacket and letting his biceps, follow the fabric before he offered it up to the women in the audience. You could’ve sworn you heard a few men shout in the crowd too but you didn’t look away as the man turned his back towards you, the lights closing off the stage to let the dancers get off.

You eyes remained staring until you felt familiar fingers brushing your cheek.

“How did you like the surprise Princess?” Jin asked, huskily.

You took a moment to answer. “It was nice.”

Hoseok sniggered beside you. “We can see that.”

Their words made sensation return to your body and you acknowledged the heat in your face, neck and various other unmentionable spots and the most bothersome glinting ache in your body.

“Don’t get too carried away now gentlemen,” you whispered lightly, digging in your own hands in the leather harness Hoseok had wrapped around his leg. “We’ll see who wins tonight. It’s my turn.” You grinned.

All the men could do was gesture towards the corridor again as you led them off to exact your sweet revenge on them both, while making plans on baiting in the fresh arrival.

Hyuna tilted her glass to the side, letting the edge catch the setting sun, letting you and your soldiers wait with bated breath as to what news she was going to give out.

“We have new information.” She murmured, turning her head to glance at the advisor sitting to the side. You followed her glance towards Eunha.

“We have intelligence that the police are turning their eyes towards us. They are getting suspicious of our methods of…maintaining peace among the gangs.” She said.

You felt Eunha’s eyes on you. “We have you to thank for this.” She said.

You looked at her. “I was doing my job.” You said, cocking your head defiantly.

“You were…and you’ve done so magnificently but they are specifically targeting our soldier line…which is why we need you four to…disappear for a while.” Hyuna said.

“Wait, are you firing us? What do you mean disappear?” Nayeon spoke up.

“No we aren’t, you are just going to be handling other business aside from enforcing our will. There are other arenas of business where you can flourish our side.” Hyuna said.

“Who is going to be doing your dirty work?” you asked.

Yuna looked at you quickly.

“At this particular moment, we are going to be using other associates or the new hires that we are intending to initiate. We are relatively at peace with every other gang. Exo, AoA, Jaebum, they are all lying low because of the police eyeing them so we just have to…do the same.” Eunha said.

“Who did they find? Why do they want us?” Yuna questioned hurriedly.

“It seems they found one of the corrupt officials of Sunmi’s charity that Y/N handled, someone called Han. They found a marking on his body…a calling card as they say. Yoongi has already tried to bust in on the Haven more times than Irene has redecorated…which is saying something.” Hyuna threw you a wild smile.

Your eyes widened as you knew exactly who it could’ve been.

You smiled down at the bleeding man in front of you with wild abandon, not holding back the urges of inflicting damage anymore. You pushed the embossed heel of your boot right against the collar of the man, pressing the lip mark on his skin till it was black and bruised.

“Shit,” you muttered.

As per Hyuna’s new orders you were relegated to other duties, such as prowling about the Haven. Irene had very kindly offered you her wing and while Jin and Hoseok were ecstatic about the new development, blatantly taking advantage by rubbing, pressing up against you, having their way with you and letting you do vile things to them in turn, you were still not feeling comfortable with your situation.

While you were ‘technically’ learning the new ropes, Jin and Irene both didn’t let you work, Irene saying that this was temporary and Jin scoffing at the idea of having his Princess work.

The only thing you enjoyed doing was watching Hoseok dance and your nights where the three of you would be going to each others’ apartments because that was familiar.

However, you couldn’t get the new arrival out of your head.

Jimin was his name, as you’d learned after Hoseok had muttered about him; pounding you against his headboard with your hair in a tight fist, in a haze of possessive lust.

Each night, if Jin and Hoseok were busy, you’d watch with rapt attention the fluid dancing of the man and while you still compared him to the choreographer you couldn’t help but practically drool at his movement, going as far as to know imagine him joining your other two men.

That was impossible of course, Jin and Hoseok would be kind enough to let you have him one on one because they never got in the way of your fancies – smugly knowing you’d come back to them each time, just as you knew you owned them – but to have him join the three of you in their bedroom would be a long time of trouble for you.

So you watched from a safe distance but it didn’t seem like Jimin was interested in that distance.

He got bolder with every performance.

The first stunt with the suit jacket forgotten, he would wear deep necked black shirts, his milky golden skin shining in the lights, leather jacket that he flung off with his eyes fixed on you letting you know he enjoyed your eyes on him.

But he never came to you.

So imagine your surprise that you felt a tense presence behind you as you stayed at your position in the small booth near the bar, supplied with enough alcohol to keep a football team busy.

Your eyes met his chocolate ones that glinted in the bar lighting as he slipped into the stool beside yours, a finger raised for the bartender to serve him. He didn’t look at you again and you blatantly checked him out.

His suit was Chanel, formal and fitting; contrasting from the tight black t-shirt he’d worn during his dance. Golden hair had darkened to a sandy color with sweat and hung off his head in lanky strands but you had never seen something so attractive.

You watched him raise the glass of whiskey to his lips before he was turning his head towards you.

“Can I help you?”

Oh you so can, you were on the verge of saying but you bit the words back, instead choosing to eye him coldly. “Why do you think I would need help from you?” you asked.

He paused for a second, eyebrows rising at your unexpected question. He shrugged finally looking away.

“You stare at me. Maybe I thought there was something in It.” he muttered.

“Is that why you came to me, Park Jimin?” you asked.

“Perhaps, or maybe I just wanted a drink.” He smirked.

“Well then, enjoy,” you said, turning to face the bar again till you heard him speak again.

“I’m at a disadvantage here. You know my name, I don’t know yours.”

“I thought you said you were here for the drink.” You said simply.

“Is it wrong for a man to change his intentions?”

“Yes, if it causes me problems.”

“I’m not causing you a problem, am I? Tell me, what your name is?” he asked.

You met his cocky gaze for a full minute before replying, “Y/N,”

He hummed, not making a cheesy comment, thank god.

“So, you enjoy my dancing?” He asked. You laughed. “You have certainly changed intentions, mister.” You said. He grinned, eyes dropping to your lips as he bit his own plump ones.

“What can I say? If a beautiful girl likes my skills I think I should know,” he said.

“You dance well. Not as well as Jung Hoseok, but well enough,” You said.

He finished his drink before getting up; making you wonder for a split second if you’d somehow annoyed him. The Hoseok comment was for your own good, you didn’t want to come off as desperate even though there really was no comparison between the dancers.

“Maybe you should let me dance for you privately. See if I can change your mind.” He said.

Both of you stared at each other for a while, crackling filling the small space left between you two. You smirked, taking one more step to erase that space.

“Why don’t you see if you can set it up? I’ll show up if I’m in the mood.” You said before turning on your heel and walking out.

A week passed.

A week full of deep, dark gazes across the room, teasing smirks and purposeful brushes of fingers on bare skin…

Jimin was hell bent of trying to drive you crazy but you were nothing if not a seasoned player. After years of sharing Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok’s bed, you had to be dumb if you broke that easily. He didn’t seem to appreciate that, so you just let him do what he wanted to do while putting out an indifferent front.

“You are a fucking minx, you know that?” Jin said calmly as he offered you a full glass chalice of wine.

You sat up in his luxurious sheets, taking a sip of the fruity wine. You could feel the soreness settling in your joints from the frolicking of the past hours. Jin had been relatively sweeter this time, going easy on the tightness of his grip, the harshness of his pulls and power of his thrusts. Gentleness was something you could expect from Jin from time to time. Hoseok would’ve definitely not spared you, especially after springing the news of your interactions with his main dancer.

Hoseok could never seem to forego the urge to remind you who you truly belonged to.

“What did I do now? I’d say I was a very good girl tonight.” You playfully held out the chalice to him and he took it taking a large gulp from it. You took a moment to run your eyes over his long, beautifully naked form, the sweat still shimmering on his skin from his efforts.

“I’m talking about that dancer kid.” He said once he was done downing the liquid.

“What about him?”

“He came to me with a weird request, whether private dances were a thing or not. That’s not the kind of thing I was expecting to be questioned about in the man’s first month. I take it you clued him in.” he said.

“I was just playing with him. He was the one to suggest it. I just didn’t deny it.” you shrugged but Jin was already tugging the sheets off your bare form.

“I have never said no to you, have I?” he murmured watching you laze on your stomach reaching for his hips to pull him close to your face.

“No…let me thank you for that.” You said, your lips already grazing along the sensitive skin of his pelvis.

“You’re dealing with Hoseok, though.” Jin warned with a groan as you take him in your mouth with an acquiescing hum.

Jin kept his promise.

Within the next few days, Hoseok with a malicious smile called you and Jimin in his office and told you of the arrangement of a private dance. Jimin shot you a questioning look but you didn’t move the mask of cold carelessness from your face, knowing that Jimin would soon be kicked out and you would be thoroughly reminded of the hold the choreographer had on you.

However, Hoseok did none of those things, instead leading you to the door with a simple threat.

“Later baby doll, I’ll wash off every trace of Park off your body.” He’d winked before sending you off with a hard smack on your thighs.

Feeling a lot more confident, you had walked into the back area of the Bar. You were more familiar with this area than Jimin, seeing as Hoseok had let you in on some of his practices.

However, when you entered the darkened room, illuminated only by a strip of purple and blue light, you spotted Jimin already in there, looking magnificent as ever.

His outfit today was the best one you had seen, almost outshining anything you had seen on Hoseok himself.

The black silk button up and suit pants hugged every dip and curve on his soft body, while the gold embroidery waistcoat just emphasized his abdomen. His satin blond hair dropped in his eyes that he brushed away as he caught you in the doorway.

He was absolutely stunning.

He smirked. “You’re early.” He mused.

You return smirked right back, “I have more things to do later, and so shall we get on with it?”

Jimin’s smile faded a tad bit but he hitched it back up as he sauntered off to the music system. “Any preferences?” he threw at you.

You took off your coat, letting his eyes flood with your outfit choice as you sat down and crossed your legs. The lacy bralette almost didn’t leave anything to imagination and paired with a black flared miniskirt and knee highs, you were practically sin walking on legs. Jimin’s eyes widened for a split second before he was turning away, not waiting for a song to spill out of your lips before the thumps of bass beats filled the room, reverberating in the smallish space.

He began to sway ever so slightly, hips moving in zigzags before he slowly turned to face you, eyes sultry and oozing sex in the air.

His steady gaze on you made you shiver in anticipation. You were definitely not leaving this room on his watch without getting fucked.

“I have one preference.” You blurted out quickly.

He stopped before frowning, unappreciative of having the performance and most likely his dirty thought interrupted. “Yes?”

You fiddled in your bag before spotting the one fact you always carried. Slipping out the red silk you held it out to him.

Jimin’s plush petals fell open. “You want me blindfolded?” He asked. Your lips curled in a sadistic grin.

“Too much for you…?” You crooned.

He scoffed, snatching the fabric from your fingers before giving you one last dark look as he tied it seamlessly behind his head.

You watched him stay still for a while as he got used to the new loss of sense.

He soon began to move again, sliding his body around on the dance floor with restrained ease as he ran a hand over his chest, drawing your eyes to the way he felt himself up. He wrapped one arm around his hips as he rotated them in a swirling motion before he was letting out a low grunt.

Your ears perked up at the notion of this new tease. It was a bold move but when you caught the pulled back lower lip and the blush on his cheeks you let out a giggle, in no way willing to let him out of the deal.

Instead you raised your legs closer to yourself on the sprawling couch, spreading your thighs.

The cool air felt wonderful against the heated crotch of your matching lace panties as you watched Jimin undo the button on his waist coat, flicking at the buttons of the black shirt underneath as he executed a spin before dropping to his knees, a position you definitely liked him in.

Your fingers dipped into the fabric, meeting slick folds between your legs as Jimin ran a hand over his obvious bulge, undulating hips humping the floor before he was flipping on to his back, hips rising as if he was thrusting up into someone.

You let out a groan, imagining riding his thick thighs even as the song ended with a tenor of strings, allowing Jimin to quickly get to his feet, hands removing the blindfold hurriedly to be greeted with the sight of you getting off on the expensive leather couch.

“Fuck,” Jimin spat out before he was inching closer, eyes fixed on your legs.

“Like the view?” You asked.

“Love it,” he said before he was falling to his knees again, just as you had wanted him to. He glanced at you from under his lashes. “May I?”

In reply, you simply reached out and tangled your fingers among the silky golden strands on his head. “Yes please,”

Full plump lips immediately latched on to your bundle of nerves, sucking enthusiastically before he was swirling his exquisitely long tongue over the sensitive bud. You whined, your fingers tightening in his hair as your legs shot out to wrap around his shoulders, yanking him closer. Strokes of his tongue were already wrecking you and you had to remind yourself that you weren’t a first timer at this.

He gasped out a breath against your wetness before he was diving in again, fluttering his pink muscle around your entrance, dipping it just inside before he was retreating to look at you. You quickly schooled your features to look businesslike.

You examined the already fucked out expression on his face and couldn’t help but feel smug that just your taste had rendered him ruined. “What do you want me to do?” he panted.

You contemplated him for a second but you already wanted those plush lips against your throbbing core.

“Your mouth, fuck me with your mouth and do it nicely. Make me come.” You ordered and he huffed out at your dominating tone but didn’t argue as his tongue peeked out and he took a bold swipe up your folds.

“Yes, like that,” you sighed, enjoying the view of having an angelic face such as Park Jimin’s let out obscene sounds as he devoured you.

“Such a good boy you are,” you purred, as his tongue entered you before he was thrusting it as deep as it would hit. You couldn’t hold it the guttural groan before he was adding his fingers in the mix.

The thick fingers pushed inside and your body arched up from the leather, squeaks of leather around you.

“Oh my god,” you muttered as he began to thrust his fingers in your squelching wet walls, lewd sounds making you feel hotter than ever.

“I’m going to come,” you warned and Jimin’s eyes glinted as he attached his lips to your clit again, grazing the engorged peak with his blunt teeth.

You came with a deep grunt, clenching around his still moving fingers before he was hooking them inside you, prolonging the shudders that wracked your body before he was moving away to grin at you, cocky and his lower face drenched in your juices.

“Was I good?” he asked, big eyes blinking innocently.

You chuckled breathily, drawing away your hand from him before answering, “Yes, you were perfect.” You said.

The innocent look vanished immediately replaced by a look that clearly spelled trouble.

“Good,” he said, standing up and unzipping his trousers and pushing them and his briefs down his thighs. “Because it’s your turn to be good,” he growled, fist turning in your ponytail and yanking you closer to him. His fingers fished out a condom from his waist coat pocket and you laughed. “You were prepared.” You noted but Jimin didn’t return the humor as he feverishly rolled the rubber onto his length.

He pressed the head of his leaking shaft to your entrance and you sat up, scowling. “Hang on, I’m sensitive.” You began to say but he was already entering you with a sharp thrust, settling in balls deep with an almost satisfied groan.

You in turn, hissed as your walls contracted from the sudden drag against your walls. Each thrust of Jimin��s hips caused a burn for you as you waited for the over sensitivity to pass and the pleasure to rise up again.

Jimin leaned over you, hands braced on the back of the sofa, eyes framing his face as he gazed at you hungrily and you matched his look, raking your nails down his bare chest.

As soon as you felt the coil of pleasure tighten in your belly, Jimin began to thrust harder, pants falling from his lips as you were physically injuring him. He continued wordlessly fucking you before you were coming around him again, locking your legs around his calves.

“You’re so tight. And warm. And so fucking hot,” he grunted with three thrusts before his head was falling back, a high melodious moan passing his gorgeous lips as he emptied himself into the condom.

Jimin stayed hovering over you for a few seconds before he pulled himself out, accepting the tissue you held out for him as he discarded the used protection in the trash.

You stood up, your legs wobbly for a good minute in the heels but Jimin was quick to catch you. He opened his mouth to say anything but you were already pulling on your coat.

“Thanks,” you smiled kindly at Jimin, hoping Jin wouldn’t have him fired. You patted his round cheeks before exiting the room.

The heavy mahogany doors were banged open, the resounding crash of them falling apart from the bolt, echoing the hall as men in heavy padded vests, carrying guns snuck in, torches flashing in the darkness.

Once the artillery had flooded in, a man in a navy suit walked in, his own gun hanging loosely by his side as he examined the area with a close eye.

“Spread out, turn this place upside down. Search everything you can before the Kim’s arrive. Find me something so I don’t have to apologize to Kim Irene again for bursting into her establishment again.” Min Yoongi, Chief of Police barked as two more men followed him.

“We have good information this time, boss.” The youngest detective, Jungkook said not catching the sharp look his partner Namjoon sent him but definitely quailing under the look his Chief gave him.

“You don’t know them. They always manage to run something off and we can never get our hands on them.” He waited till two more joined the flank before he looked over his shoulder.

“I’m counting on you, Agent Park.” He growled.

Jimin walked over to the group with his hands dug in his pockets. His partner, Taehyung had been giving him words of encouragement throughout the whole car ride over to the Haven but they fell on deaf ears as Jimin kept thinking of the nights before he had spent here.

Especially her…

He had spent another week there following the night he had had his brains fucked out by the elusive Y/N. He hadn’t seen her after that night which led him to wonder if she was just there for him to fuck her before high tailing it out of there. He hadn’t bothered to think of the fact that there was obviously something between her and Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok.

But then…why had she sought him?

In any way, her absence had brought him a sense of foreboding, leading him to request Chief Min to put off the raid they had been planning for a month now.

Yoongi wasn’t one to listen though, hence why they were standing in the bar at night.

Jimin already knew what he was going to find there… absolutely nothing.

His heart still thumping in his chest, he let his colleagues do their thing, keeping his mouth shut. No one must know that he had had a deeper bond with the place than just undercover work. His skills at dancing and good looking face had granted him entry at many such establishments but none of them had ever led him to Black Kiss before. He most certainly hadn’t felt attracted to anyone in those establishments, let alone touch them.

He was damn sure he’d lose his position if his people found out he had sex in one of these backrooms.

“Sir, the place is clean!” he heard one of the commandos shout from Seokjin’s office.

Jimin sighed in annoyance at Yoongi’s enraged face but chose to ignore it. The man had brought this on himself. He should’ve listened to Jimin.

Moving to the booths where he had first talked with Y/N, he frowned when he saw the small white car on the smooth black table. Swiping it into his fingers he examined with growing trepidation the black kiss mark on the soft white background.

What had he done? Why was a Black Kiss calling card lying here…in this specific place? Did that mean…?

He turned the card impatiently, reading the words on it before he was shutting his eyes tightly, cursing himself, his job, his dick and his heart.

Nothing Personal, Agent Park ;)

I got to admit, you’re almost as good as Hoseok.

Maybe you’ll have better luck next time.

PS. The Range Rover was mine.

His mind flitted to that night when he’d exited the bar to see his partner leaning against one of the cars in the parking lot. He’d rushed to him where they’d had a conversation about the impending raid…right next to the Range Rover.

However, even while he was furious with himself, he couldn’t help but feel his treacherous lips curl at the mention of ‘next time’.

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Hi! Can i request for a scenario with Blackpink's Jennie with Idol AU? Thank you!

This Is Our Song

❄Pairing: Jennie x Idol!Reader

❄Genre: romance, AU

❄Warnings: swearing

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(Jennie’s POV)

“Once again, folks, the group with the most medals at this years ISAC gets the chance to do a collab with one of the following idols.” My heartbeat quickens as I wait for their name to appear on the big screen. Besides the fans, they are my only reason for actually trying to get gold medals in each event we’re placed in.

“G Dragon.” The male rapper, whose smile paralyzes many, shows up on the screen. Some of his hit songs, such as Fantastic Baby, Crooked, Good Boy, and WHO YOU? play.

“Shinhwa.” Of course the longest running kpop boy band would be featured at an event as big as this. The music videos for Venus, This Love, and Crazy flash across the screen. The screams from the crowd only get louder and louder as each soloist or group is announced. Psy, IU, and Wonder Girls are the last three idols to be declared before THEY show up.

“And the final idol the winner of ISAC can collab with is…. (Y/N)!” There they are.

(Y/N), the quickest kpop idol to ever become famous, besides Yeeun from Wonder Girls. They were able to debut right after they auditioned, making them the youngest kpop idol to ever debut at lightning speed. After their debut, they instantly won awards such as Best New Artist and Best Music Video with their debut hit (insert random song name here). The first time I ever saw them, I fell in love with them. The way that they sang, danced, and smiled, I couldn’t help falling for them.

“Jennie, what’s the matter?” Rose asks me.

“Yeah, why is your face so red?” Lisa comes up from behind me and pokes me on the cheek. Gosh, this is so embarrassing. I’ve never felt this way before I saw (Y/N).

“Hey, who do we want to collab with if we win the prize?”

“Who said we’re going to win, Jisoo?” Lisa asks with a teasing smile.

“I kind of want to collab with G Dragon.” Rose says.

“I saw that one coming.” Lisa rolls her eyes. “How about Psy? He seems cool and he’s got the dance moves to back that up!”

“Hey, what about (Y/N)?” I finally manage to say. In a flash, they all turn towards me with bright smiles.

“That’s a great idea!” Jisoo gushes. “I’ve always wanted to work with them. Ever since I first heard their song (song title).”

“Alright, let’s win and earn ourselves that collab with (Y/N)!” Lisa strikes a victory pose. My smile widens and my heart rate speeds up. To think that my dream of singing with (Y/N) could come true within a matter of hours makes me feel all funny inside. I wonder what song we would sing together if we do win. Maybe some kind of love song? (Y/N) is a songwriter as well, so maybe they can write a song for only us to sing? Just imagine it; the infamous (Y/N) writing a song for me and only ME.

I take a deep breath and let it all out before giving my girls a determined look. “Okay, here’s our game plan…”

-(Timeskip brought to you by: Jennie’s love for the reader)-

“BlackPink is currently in the lead with a gold in the 60 meter sprint, a silver in the archery competition, and a silver in rhythmic gymnastics. Following up, we have Seventeen with three silvers, and Gfriend with a silver and a bronze medal.” I hear over the announcements. Next up is the 400 meter relay. I stand at the ready, double checking to see if the girls are in place. Our order for the relay is Jisoo, Rose, Lisa, and then me. We need at least one more gold in order to assure ourselves that we will get first place and not Seventeen. “Okay, ladies, let’s get ready for the 400 meter relay!” The crowd cheers. I see a few girls from the other groups stretching, their faces look like they’re made of pure steel. I, on the other hand, am not so nonchalant. My nerves feel like they’re going crazy.

“Hey, Jennie, calm down. We got this! We’ll do great!” Lisa gives me a light pat on the back.

“Thanks, Lisa.” I force a smile on my face. “Now go get ready, and make sure you run with everything you’ve got.”

“Yes, ma’am!” She jogs over to her spot and waits patiently.

“On you marks, get set, go!” I hear over the intercom. My breathing picks up. Jisoo makes her way around the course, handing off the baton to Rose. She’s in third place right now. Rose’s able to pick up the pace, landing us in second place when she hands the baton off to Lisa. Here comes our trump card. Lisa starts off slow, but she eventually speeds up, passing by Yuju from Gfriend as she does. When she reaches me, she hands me the baton while yelling “go, Jennie, go!” I start off fast and sprint all the way to the finish.

“And in first place we have.. BlackPink!” The announcer calls as I make my way across the finish line. The crowd erupts into a fit of cheers, and the girls surround me while screaming out of pure excitement.

“We did it! We did it!” Lisa screams while jumping up and down.

“Collab with (Y/N) here we come!” Jisoo says with the biggest grin. Dammit… my heart’s going haywire again. Oh gosh, what am I going to do when I meet them?

(Reader’s POV)

I sit in the audience in a disguise as I watch the events of ISAC unfold. Wow, BlackPink are really going at it with the awards. I look around the field, checking to see what each and every group is doing. A certain black-haired girl, however, catches my attention. Jennie from BlackPink. I can feel a blush slowly making its way to make cheeks. This girl… I swear. The first time I saw her onstage at MAMAs was the moment I fell in love with her.

“And the winner of this year’s ISAC is…” I hear a drum roll go off somewhere in the distance. Man, what a competition! It’s my first year going to an ISAC competition, and I do have to say that it’s way better in real life than on screen. “BLACKPINK!” I look up in an instant, and start to cheer and clap for the four girls. “BlackPink, who would you like to do a collab with?” I sit and wait in anticipation. I hope they say my name. I would really like it if I could do a collab with them, specifically Jennie.

Jennie takes the mic and gives the crowd a sly smile. Before she announces who they want to collab with, however, one of my guards comes up behind me, taps me on the shoulder, and motions for me to come with him. I nod at him, looking behind me one last time before following after him.

(Jennie’s POV)

I look up into the crowd, wondering where (Y/N) could be. “BlackPink, who would you like to do a collab with?” The announcer asks the four of us. I step up and take the mic from him, making the crowd cheer as I do. Flashing everyone a smile, I open my mouth to tell everyone the idol’s name.

“The person we would like to collab with is…” To add a bit of dramatic effect, I pause and watch as some people writhe in their seats, impatiently waiting for the answer. A few people scream out “tell me” while others sit there with a scornful look. “(Y/N)!” The crowd erupts into a fit of cheers.

“I’m glad you chose me.” I hear a voice say over the intercom. “Jisoo, Lisa, Rose and… Jennie.” I look in the direction that the voice is coming from, finding myself come face-to-face with an angel.

“(Y/N)…” Their name slips from my mouth. I see a faint blush spread across their cheeks as they smile in my direction. God, I swear I was just blessed by the sight of a goddess.

“I’m happy you guys chose me, and I can’t wait until we collab together!” The girls all turn to me with a look of expectation, but I’m too busy gawking at (Y/N) to notice. I remain like that for a few more seconds until Lisa nudges me with her shoulder. I turn to look at her, and she nods her head towards (Y/N). Understanding what she means, I fumble around with the microphone.

“Oh! Uh… Same here! We were sort of hoping that we could write the song together?” The girls look at me with a raise eyebrow.

“We? I’m sorry, but are we missing something?” Jisoo asks in a teasing manner. I feel a blush creeping onto my cheeks.

“W-well… you see…” Everyone breaks out into a harmony of “aww”s. I look up at (Y/N) and see them bite their lip due to how flustered they are. They’re so cute!

“Y-yeah! And while we’re at it, how about we do a duet together?” (Y/N) makes their way towards me. I can feel my heart pounding out of my chest as my smile widens. All of my dreams are suddenly coming true, and in a few seconds, I can feel myself falling more and more for this angelic being in front of me.

“I’d like that.”

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aksoawiegj I have school tomorrow…. Also, I think this may be my formatting from now on.

-Dalia

Send in your requests!

(Edited by Artemis who is still tired and doesn’t remember how quotations work so please bare with me. Or is it bear? I don’t know.)

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Masterlist

2NE1 

Reactions

- Reaction To You Proposing to them

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Blackpink

Reactions

- How Would They Wake you Up

- Reaction To You Being Jealous

- Reaction To Another Idol Flirting With You

- Reaction To Their GF’S Older Sister Is One of The Members

- Reaction To You Being Needy

-  Reaction To Their GF (or wife) Being Pregnant

- Getting Caught Dating Another GirlGroup Idol

- Reaction To You Sneaking in Their Dorm

- Another Girl Kissing You to Make Them Jealous

- Reaction To You Collapsing On Stage

- Reaction To An Zombie Apocalypse

-  Reaction To Making You Jealous But Regretting It

-  Reaction To You Kissing Them Without They Knowing You

- How Would They Take Care Of You When You're Sick

- Reaction To Being Trapped In a Hunted House

- Reaction To Their Ex Hurting/Harassing You

- Reaction To Their Idol Gf Being Good at Playing drums

- Reaction To Cheating and Getting Caught

- Reaction To You Being a 00 Liner

- Reaction To You Being Homesick

- Reaction To Their gf Fainting Constantly

- Reaction To Their Gf (you) Always Flirting With Someone Else

- Reaction To Their Gf (you) Goes Missing

- To a Sasaeng Attacking You In Front of Them

- To You Being On WGM with Another Idol

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- Girlfriend Jisoo

- Girlfriend Jennie

- Girlfriend Rosé

- Girlfriend Lisa

- Goodbye (Rosé) 

- Girls Like Girls (Rosé x Lisa/Chaelisa)

- Breaking In (Jennie x Lisa)

Mafia AU

- Reaction to someone disrespecting you

CLC

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- Reaction To Realizing They Like Girls

- Reaction To Another Member Flirting With You

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Exid

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- Reaction To Seeing You Dancing Like Crazy

- Reaction To A Male Idol Flirting With Their gf

- Reaction To Their Girlfriend's Older Sister Is One of Their Members

- Reaction To Walking In Their Crush (you) Only In Bra and Underwear

- Reaction to You Saying I Love You For The First Time

- Their Girlfriend (or wife) Being Pregnant

-  Reaction To You Telling About Family Issues and That They Give You Strength

- Reaction To Their Kid Asking For a Sibling

- Your First Time With Them

- To Their Gf (you) Taking Them Out and Spoiling Them

- Their Gf (you) Being Shorter

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- Girlfriend Hani

- Girlfriend Le

F(x)

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- Your First Time With Them

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Gfriend

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- As Girlfriends

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- Akai-Ito [Yuju Scenario]

Girls’ Day

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- Reaction To Their Male Idol Crush Flirting With Them

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Loona

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- 1/3 as high school students

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Mamamoo

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- To You Being A Hollywood Star

- To Cheating And Getting Caught

- To Another Person Kissing You To Make Them Jealous

- To seeing Their Gf (you) In a Wedding dress

- To Their Gf Being Sad

- Their Gf (you) Being Extremely Cute With Them

- First kiss with their gf

Scenarios

- Girlfriend Moonbyul

- Pick Up Lines (Moonbyul)

- Girlfriend Wheein 

- Girlfriend Hwasa

Red Velvet

Reactions

- Reaction To You Randomly Kissing Their Cheek

- Reaction To You Being Jealous

-  Reaction To Another Girl Flirting With You

- Reaction To You Biting Them Playfully

- Reaction To Their Girlfriend Being Clingy

- Reaction To Another Idol Flirting With You

- When Having A Crush On You

-  Reaction To You Being Needy

- Reaction To Another Member Flirting With You

- Reaction To You Being Short

- Reaction To You Being a 00 Liner

- How Would Red Velvet Wake You Up

- Reaction To You Mumbling Their Name In Your Sleep

- How Would Red Velvet Cuddle You After a Nightmare

- Reaction To You Having to Kiss Another Girl

- Reaction To You Kissing Them In the Middle Of a Sentence

- Seulgi Reaction To You Working For Pringles

- Reaction To You Self Harming 

- Reaction To Giving/Receiving Hickeys 

- Reaction To You Grabbing Their Butt

- To You Giving Them Silent Treatment

-To Having To Leave For Schedule But Wanting To Stay

- As Older Sisters

- Reaction To Making You Jealous But Regretting It

- To Cheating And Getting Caught

- As Tutors

- Couple Items They Would Have With Their Gf (you)

- To Their gf Fainting Constantly

- To Their Kid Asking For a Sibling

- To Getting Back With You After They Cheated

-  To Taking a Shower/Bath With You

- Proposing To Their GF (you)

- To a Surprise Birthday Party

- Your First Time With Them

- To Their GF (you) Breaking Up With Them

- To You Spending More Time With Their Members

- You Coming Out to Them

- To a Sasaeng Attacking You In Front Of Them

- To You Being On WGM With Another Idol

-  As Wives

- To their gf having a fight with her parents

Scenarios

- Wendy's Birthday Notes

- Girlfriend Seulgi

- Girlfriend Yeri

- Wife Irene

- Pringles (Seulgi)

- Monster (Irene x Reader)

- My charms failed [Red Velvet Scenario]

SNSD (Girls’ Generation)

Reactions

- Tiffany’s Reaction to Falling for a Foreigner

Scenarios

- Sleep Over (Yuri x Reader) 

 Twice

Reaction

- Seeing You at Their Fanmeet

- To You Speaking English To Them (in a fan meet)

- To Another Idol Flirting With You

- To You Laying in Bed Having Horrible Cramps

- To Another Member Flirting With You

- To You Mumbling Their Name In Your Sleep

- To You Having A British Accent

- To You Having To Kiss Another Girl

- To You Saying You’re Not Enough For Them

- To Their Girlfriend (or wife) Being Pregnant

- Another Girl Kissing You To Make Them Jealous

- To You Being Distant

- To You Grabbing Their Butt

- To You Collapsing on Stage

- To You Being in Twice And You're in A Relationship

- To Realizing They Like Girls

- To You Being a 00 Liner

- To Cheating and Getting Caught

- To Making You Jealous but Regretting It

- To You Failing a Job Interview

- To Getting Back With Them After They Cheated

- To Their GF (you) Fainting Constantly

- To You Almost Dying

- To Their Gf (you) Always Flirting With Someone Else

- To Their GF (you) Breaking Up With Them

- To Their Gf Being Shorter

- To Their Kid Asking For a Sibling

- To You Randomly Kissing Them

-To Their Gf (you) Goes Missing

- To You Kissing Them In a Argument

- To Their Gf (you) Being Taller

- To You Dancing With Their Favorite Idol

- Seeing You Cry At Night in The Kitchen

- To You Coming Home With a Beat Up Face

Scenarios

- They Hate Me (Momo)

- Best Friends (Chaeyoung)

- Girlfriend Mina

- Girlfriend Momo

- Girlfriend Dahyun

- Wife Nayeon

- Girlfriend Chaeyoung

- Girlfriend Sana

- First Date With Mina

- Dahyun As a tutor

- Babies (Reader x All the members)

- Girlfriend Jungyeon

- Wife Mina

CL

Why took you so long?

Dara

My Baby (Angst Scenario)

Hyuna

- Reaction To Her Gf Dancing To Roll Deep

- Reaction to Falling For a Female Foreigner

Sunmi

Reactions

- To a Younger Girl Confessing 

- How’d Sunmi try to win your Heart

Scenarios

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#masterlist

[midastouch-zaza]

Lewd thought on Yuju performing strip pole dance for her boyfriend?

That day all started like a simple visit during her pole dancing training, just you being the good supportive boyfriend you are. But Yuju that day was feeling particularly horny and your gaze on her while she was in the air made it only worse.

When her teacher finished the lesson, you two stayed in the room for "a special performance". She started twirling around the pole, waering just a sporty top and some really tight shorts.

Her movements were so different from the ones seen during the lesson, they were much more provocative. Every move was a good chance to give a great view of her ass, to squeeze her tits against the pole, to make you admire her camel toe, clearly visible through her shorts.

You were really close so she could easily notice your hard bulge in your jeans. And then she decided to take it a step further: out of nowhere she gracefully removed her top, letting her boobs move freely during her moviments. Seeing them jiggle and bounce everywhere made you speechless.

And after the top, it was turn for the shorts to go, finally revealing her wet pussy, already leaking for how needy she was. In fact after few movements, she returned down and, without saying nothing, she just offered you her back, leaning against the pole.

You needed just a second to pull down your jeans and put your hard pulsating cock inside her pussy, making her moan in such a deep voice. Fucking her in that practice room was so exciting, especially for her, the risk of being caught made her so wet and tight around your thrusting cock, basically begging you to fill her.

And you happily satisfied her, first thrusting so hard into her that you made the pole tremble and then painting her inside white. At the end she was seated on the floor, pussy leaking cum on the pavement, cleaning your cock with her mouth and looking at you with eyes full of love and lust.

#kpop smut #kpop thoughts #kpop x male reader #girl group smut #gfriend smut #gfriend x male reader #yuju smut #yuju x male reader

[sunflowersoonyoung]

requests - status: [ open ]

masterlist | about me | request here

Hi~! I’d love to write something that meets your fantasies!

I write anything: smut, fluff, angst, short hcs, etc. I specialise in smut, particularly with sub/dom and rougher themes. If there’s something on your mind, send it in! 

Please don’t request smut for idols below 18! I will delete it immediately!

If you submit a request, check my works in progress below to see if I’m working on it and where I’m up to. 

currently writing for :

girl groups :

aespa dreamcatcher gfriend (g)i-dle itzy oh my girl purple kiss

boy groups :

ateez cravity p1harmony (excluding jongseob & soul) pentagon seventeen vixx wei

groups coming soon :

pixy billlie bvndit

enhypen verivery stray kids cix txt

works in progress (in order of priority) :

» university au!seongmin x fem!reader | fluff, angst, suggestive | planning stages - requested your close friend seongmin gets jealous when you start getting close to his friend group.

» dom!allen x fem!reader | smut | planning stages - requested your boyfriend allen gets worried about you when you come home late. he makes sure to take care of you when you do get home.

» sub!hongseok x gn!reader | smut | planning stages - requested

» jungmo x gn!reader | smut | planning stages - requested

» minhee x gn!reader | fluff, smut | planning stages requested

» dom!yuju x fem!reader | smut | planning stages - requested 

» vampire!shinwon x fem!reader x vampire!yanan | fluff, angst, smut, horror themes | series | requested

you’re the only maid that’s stuck around with them, because you refuse to look beneath the surface. by the time you finally do look, it’s too late for you to leave.

rules (tw!) :

» no underage idols

» only fem!idol x fem!reader, fem!idol x gn!reader, male!idol x fem!reader and male!idol x gn!reader

» i'm uncomfortable with certain fetishes (ask first, be respectful if I reject you)

 » no scenarios containing self harm or suicidal ideation (if you need to reach out please come to me in private or call a local hotline, but I will not write anything containing these topics)

 » no scenarios containing sexual a**ault or topics in that vein

 » no scenarios containing eating disorders

#kpop fanfic #fanfic requests #kpop requests #kpop x reader #kpop smut #seventeen smut #seventeen requests #pentagon requests #pentagon smut #pentagon x reader #pentagon fanfic #cravity requests #cravity x reader #cravity fanfic #itzy fanfic #itzy x reader #itzy requests #gfriend fanfic #gfriend requests #gfriend x reader #(g)I-dle x reader #(g)I-dle fanfic #(g)I-dle requests #dreamcatcher fanfic #dreamcatcher x reader #dreamcatcher requests #oh my girl fanfic #oh my girl x reader #oh my girl requests

[worldsover]

worldsover - Rules, Suggestions & Bias List

Rules

18+, adults only. This is smut after all.

No underage, bestiality, scat

The Warren

The Warren is my Discord server. Come talk about smut, writing, and K-pop with me! (Please read the rules.)

Suggestions

Please call me Levi, worlds or worldsover is fine but I'm just saying, it's there as a name. To reintroduce myself, I mainly write female idol x male reader second person stories, but I can try and have tried other styles. I will write for any K-pop girl group, and maybe other celebrities, especially actresses.

I'll probably only reply to an ask if it actually has a question in it. If it's just a statement, I'm unlikely to answer it unless it's substantial like actual feedback.

I may say "Assume any trigger warnings may apply" which can include anything not restricted by the last rule, including but not limited to: blood, violence, death, non-con, blackmail, incest, watersports, power dynamics such as manager or boss, etc. (To be clear: yes, I might write any of these.)

Give me requests (especially by DM over ask). I especially love requests from other writers who want to collaborate in any way. If you ever need anything from a second pair of eyes to a whole rewrite, I am down to give it a try.

Bias List

Last updated: 2022/05/15 (A lot of changes. LOONA, fromis_9 bias wrecker switches, LE SSERAFIM—you know exactly who)

I have my overall biases on top. Then some actresses I like in no particular order. After that, this list is ordered by group first, then I put my top 𝓍 idols for each group, but usually an incomplete list of with 𝓍 < group size, since I almost never want to have to rank people as my least favorite. Also, some lists have multiple people, consider them in the same tier. If I don’t list them, doesn’t mean I don’t like them or won’t write for them. Same with groups, although this is closer to a list of groups I would write for.

Idols Overall

Heejin

Jiu

Arin

Jiheon

Gahyeon

Chaeyoung

Yena

Momo

Yeojin

Chaeyoung

Actresses

Jung So-Min

Shin Se-Kyung

Park Eun-Bin

Yoo In-Na

Park Hye-Soo

Chae Soo-Bin

Kim Sae-Ron

Seo Ye-Ji

Park Min-Young

Gong Seung-Yeon

Park Bo-Young

Lee Yun-Hee

Park Shin-Hye

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Dreamcatcher

Jiu

Gahyeon

LOONA

Heejin

Yeojin

Kim Lip

Yves

fromis_9 (This one is legit impossible)

Jiheon

Chaeyoung

Oh My Girl

Arin

Jiho

Red Velvet

Joy

Wendy

Yeri

Seulgi

Irene

Kep1er

Chaehyun, Xiaoting

Yujin, Mashiro

Twice

Momo

Chaeyoung

Tzuyu

Nayeon

Mina

STAYC

Sieun

Sumin

LE SSERAFIM

Kazuha

aespa

Ningning

IZ*ONE

Yena

Eunbi

ITZY

Lia

Yeji

Chaeryeong

Ryujin

Yuna

(G)I-DLE

Soyeon

Yuqi, Minnie

Miyeon, Shuhua

Everglow

Sihyeon

Blackpink

Jennie

CLC

Seungyeon

Yeeun

Weeekly

Monday

Soeun

Billlie

Haram

Tsuki

Purple Kiss

Yuki

WJSN

Luda

Yeoreum

SNSD

Taeyeon

Sunny

Seohyun

Apink

Namjoo

Gfriend

Yuju

Momoland

Jane

Ahin

Pristin / Hinapia (RIP)

Yebin

Minkyeung

Nayoung

Soloists

Eyedi

Chungha

Somi

IU

Suzy

#rules #bias list