#zhang hao hard hours

[i2sunric]

hiii could I request aftercare w/ zb1!!!

AFTERCARE W/ ZB1 & their love languages after sex 🩷

wc: idk lmao

reader: afab!

warnings: no explicit smut, kinda soft, aftercare with zerobaseone

A/N: sorry for having took a break i just didn’t feel very good <//3 i hope this suits you good anon 🫶

JIWOONG, words of affirmation, acts of service — a cozy autumn late evening, rain was pouring outside softly hitting the window and placing small patterns and drops on its surface. in the room the only sound echoing was the one of the storm outside - of course - and the sound of your pretty moans as you reached your orgasm at the same time as jiwoong. both panting hardly, jiwoong pulled outside from inside of you and threw himself beside of you, whispering small “good girl” and “you were so good princess”. all you could do was hum softly in response, too tired to form any sentence with sense. jiwoong noticed it and turned himself to face you, taking the blanket with his long arm and throwing it on the top of your figures; a feeling of being warm took over your body. he placed small kisses on your shoulder, wrapping his arm around your body, smiling softly, some strings of his black hair tickling your skin “let’s take some rest now, yeah?” he said, giving you another peck “good night y/n, i love you” and you both fell asleep side by side,feeling the strong love you had for each other.

HANBIN, acts of service, words of affirmation — he places his head on your chest, sweaty hair sticking to both of your skins, he’s whispering soft compliments to you as you both are a panting mess, he raises his head and you melt, seeing his wide smile, eyes almost turning into two small moons “let’s get ourselves cleaned up, shall we?” he says, getting up and taking two towels from the bathroom and coming them, a cheeky smile still plastered on his face. he carefully lifts you, opening your legs and cleaning your mess, drying the cum-dirty blanket “up.” he orders and you follow, he throws the clothes he had removed from you on the dirty pale ones’ and takes clean ones, handing them to you but you’re quick to shake your head. hanbin shows his smile again and scoffs “my angel wants me to take care of her?” you follow his orders again as he helps you get dressed. once you’re done you watch him from the edge of the bed as he puts a comfortable fit on and turns around to face you “since you’ve been so good” he praises “i guess you deserve some hot chocolate and a long cuddle session”

HAO acts of service — hao isn’t one of big words, as the introvert he is, and neither physical touch is his strong point, he’d rather show his aftercare with helping you and making you rest as much as possible. after finishing you’d be spread on the bed, lying on your back as you stare to the ceiling, still kinda shaken. hao quietly gets up from the bed and leaves the room, you pout, despite knowing he loves you, you thought he was going to leave you there alone. it was all until he showed up again, in a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt, staring at you lovingly and flashing a soft smile “tired?” he questions and you nod, trying to sit up but your back was sore. hao rushes over you and nags “no, don’t move” he places a soft pillow behind your head “i opened the bath’s water, it will be soon ready” he informs and you suddenly feel guilty for having had such filthy thoughts “thank you” you say and he smiles again, a wider one “anytime y/n.” he pats your head “you know i love you”

MATTHEW, acts of service, words of affirmation, physical touch — as much as you love having sex with matthew, you love the care he gives you afterwards. he’s the first one to gain his senses back and gently lays you down on the bed, giving you small kisses and hugging you. he keeps whispering “i love you”s as he covers you with the blankets. matthew goes to his wardrobe and takes a hoodie, the hoodie you always borrow him, claiming that ‘it is so comfortable’ and he remembers, giving it to you “come on baby, put it on and get comfortable”. he gets dressed and comes into the bedroom with bags of chips and chocolate, your favourite brands by the way. you wide your eyes “matthew we’re going to dirty the bed” but he only shrugs, reassuring that it wasn’t a big deal, that he’d clean everything later. he lays beside you and turns on the tv, you two watch some random serie tvs until your eyes feel too heavy to stay open and you fall asleep in his arms.

TAERAE, quality time — as much as he hates to admit it, taerae is the one who needs aftercare the most between the two of you, so you’re in charge of everything, though you don’t mind because he’s cute. taerae is laying on the top of you, his arms wrapped around your waist and his head resting on your bare chest “baby we need to clean ourselves” you say, earning a complaining hum from him, you chuckle “taerae, please?” you ask but he shakes his head “no, i want to cuddle you” his voice deep and raspy. and so you don’t do much, just stay there together as you embrace him and he places small kisses on your arm, having small talks until you hear light snores coming from him.

RICKY, receiving gifts, words of affirmations — you’re in your expensive hotel suit during a work trip with your boyfriend ricky, you two just shared a heated make out session in the jacuzzi and had fucked on the deckchair. you were tired, sleepy and most of all out of energy, even keeping your eyes open was a struggle. ricky notices and chuckles “i’m sorry love, was i too rough?” he questions, you were laying on the top of him, still on the deckchair as he was stroking softly your hair. you shake your head in reassurance. ricky moves you on his laps and gets up, you wrap your arms around his neck and he carries you to the bed. you both had bathrobes on, his slightly wet hair tickled your arm skin. you were staring at him and ricky flashes you a smile, saying his usual tease “like what you see?” and you, like a fool in love, always find yourself nodding at his silly question. he gently places you to sit on the bed and takes your underwear from the suitcase, handing them to you “put it on princess.” he orders and so you do, he gives you your pyjama and you put that on as well. he signs you to lie down and you do, ricky lays beside you and wraps his arm around your shoulder, you rest your head on his chest, hugging him “aren’t you going to change?” you question “yes, i’ll wait for you to fall asleep and i’ll take a shower” he says, knowing you were too sleepy to wait for him to cuddle as always before sleeping. you nod and slowly feel yourself falling asleep as he whispers “tomorrow i’ll buy you a golden necklace so it feels like my hands around your neck” and he kisses your head

GYUVIN, physical touch — gosh, cuddling with gyuvin after having sex is never-ending. gyuvin won’t let go even if you say your arms went numb, he just scoots a little but continues to have his hand wrapped around you and his head resting over your shoulder “i love you” he says, hiding his face into your neck “i know you love me even if you don’t choke me with cuddles” you say jokingly, patting his head. you wouldn’t do much as well as taerae, just cuddling for hours and hours until he finally gets up because he felt hungry.

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[haribozbae]

mean dom hao!! plz lmk ur thoughts

mean dom!hao headcannons

💌 - I’m so sorry anon for how late this is but I hope u enjoy it T^T

Warnings: Mean Dominant!Hao, Submissive fem!reader, spanking, orgasm denial, dirty talk, pet names (whore, slut, doll, dolly) breeding kink, daddy kink, dumbification, mentions of cervix fucking, one mention of a vibrator overall really filthy ;)

- I just know hao is into edging or any type of torture when it comes to you!! he loves sucking on your lil clit as you paw at his hair whining to cum but right before your pussy can have a release he pulls away and gives a few slaps to your denied cunt as he laughs watching u whine n cry

- he loves dumbing you down with his huge cock and mean words :(( hits your cervix so good while saying “take it whore, you asked for it so don’t squirm away” omgg or him calling u doll or dolly after he buys the cutest pink lingerie for you to wear later on!!

- cream pies and breeding is a must for hao!! ofc he doesn’t want kids right now because you guys are both still young but he just fantasizes about breeding you to the brim and ur tummy all filled and inflated. He just gets carried away, sorry!!!

- dumbification is a must during sex for him.. he knows he won when you’re already gone by the second thurst. But since he’s a meanie he talks you through it D: saying things like “u want it fast or slow hm?” or something like “If you really want daddy’s cum then beg for it doll”

- he owns at least one or two toys for him to use on you, one dildo and one vibrator. uses the dildos on days he found you touching urself without his permission!! he won’t let you cum either. the vibrator would be on your clit at the lowest level because he’s just a meanie like that and all you could do is cry for his dick but he just laughs and slaps your cheek :((

other account is @haribozbaee for guidelines!! <3

#zb1 smut #zhanghao smut #zhang hao smut #Zhang hao hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #zb1 hard hours

[seokka0o]

BRIGHT EYES

Sub!Zhang Hao x Afab!reader x Voyeur!Sung Hanbin

Prompt: 5-"try to stay quiet" ; 19-"let him watch"

Warning: unprotected sex; voyeurism; sub!zhang hao; choking

you didn't even bother to check that everyone was asleep, out of urgency, desperation, sheer negligence accumulated after so long waiting for zhang hao, so you know you were going overboard, even within the comfort of the room zhang hao became getting louder and louder, the meows that grew in sessions, the eyes whimpering and you under him, moving slowly, with some effort, but feeling all your insides receive him promptly.

“try to stay quiet” you whispered to him, noticing even nodding in agreement, a pout over his lips, a unique expression that zhang hao could give you, with rosy cheeks, zhang hao traveled with his hand casually inside your t-shirt .

"you know…he's behind the door, right ?" sounded somewhat specific, your hips still moving and then you nodded, smiling just after "let him watch"

you really didn't expect it, forcing you to stop for a moment and think if it was even right to put a third person on it.

"please?" zhang hao asked affectionately, pressing your skin under his shirt, you could feel him pulsing inside you, which suggested that he really wanted hanbin to participate in this in some way, since he was someone so dear. you rolled your eyes subtly and then went back to moving on top of zhang hao, who was moaning so softly again

“hanbin…get out from behind the door, just find a place…to sit down” this statement hit straight on the hardened dick inside his pants, the shining eyes that before came from a slit suddenly appeared, hanbin had the top of his cheek reddened by shame. but he didn't say a word, he just sat down in a nearby armchair and remained withdrawn there.

at that moment you start riding, zhang hao had steady eye contact with you, swollen lips parted, you moving in sections, accelerating and decelerating eagerly. Your hand that was on his chest went up to his neck, which you squeezed lightly.

that's when hanbin's hand touched the member over his sweatpants, feeling stiff, regardless of what the vision was, he was shimmering. Zhang hao's air cut, the moans coming out in cuts, you go back riding after the break, groaning between the lungs. hanbin gropes harder and starts masturbating over the fabric, the bunny eyes shining on the two characters in their own world, you try to maintain posture so you can give hanbin something that doesn't last just three seconds.

“Cum Hao, let it all out to make poor hanbin happy” you requested, started to rise and fall desperately, zhang hao closed his eyes and moaned louder again when you released his throat, now moving his own hip toward you, pushing his own orgasm.

“good boy” you greeted, hanbin felt himself again, imagining what it could be like to have someone like you above your too, how it could be pleasurable, the way zhang hao pushed his body to the limit, trembling, moaning so slyly, out of any condition . you continued riding for a short while to your limit as well, breathing in relief and then dropping your gaze to hanbin.

"You made him come really quickly, y/n" said Zhang Hao

#🪐.party #zb1 smut #zb1 hard hours #zhang hao smut #zhang hao hard hours #kpop smut #kpop hard hours

[teaxeee]

okay but how do u think zb1's legal line is going to react if y/n allows them to cum inside for the first time? this is for scientific purposes

And those scientific purposes shall get their answers

ZB1 LEGAL LINE: Allowing them to cum inside of you

Jiwoong wouldn't even hesitate when you tell him he can, he'll grip your hips thightly as he starts filling you up with his cum, all while he groans and throws his head back in pleasure

Hanbin would get so lost when you give him permission as he slows down his movements and finally fills you up with his cum after you begged him so nicely, he'd stay still for a bit before he finally pulls out and watches his cum ooze out of your hole, he'd befome pretty obsessed with it

Zhang Hao would ask you again just because the poor boy thought he heard you wrong, but when you confirm it again he just pulls you closer to him as he starts filling you up, he'd let out a sigh in relief as when he finally hears you moan just from his cum being burried deep inside of you

Matthew would have the same reaction as Jiwoong, no hesitation, he picks up the pace and fills you up, to the point that you both have gone a few rounds and you're begging him to stop since you felt so full of his cum

Taerae would keep thrusting into you as he cums, he'd moan so loudly just from filling you up and when he keeps moving after he cums in you he wouldn't stop at ALL untill he fills you up at least 3 more times just so he could see that fucked out expression of yours

Ricky would surprisingly hesitate as he's fucking rough into you, when you reassure him that you want him to cum inside of you he does it right away and fills you up as he slows down his movements, making sure to stay still for a little bit cause if he moves he knows he's gonna fill you up till his cum spills out of you

#zb1 hard hours #zb1 smut #jiwoong smut #hanbin smut #zhang hao smut #matthew smut #taerae smut #ricky smut

[iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin]

bully⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

tuesday, zhang hao— string ensemble

⋆˙⟡ zbully1 smut series masterlist! hanbin, jiwoong, hao, matthew, and taerae included. game day (group) chapter here. all 7 endings here. ⋆˙⟡ wc: 2.8k ⋆˙⟡ reader: femme afab (listed first, she/her are used a couple times) // gender neutral (alternate version listed second, no pronouns used at all to describe reader— scroll down) ⋆˙⟡ series summary: five bullies. six days. it's gonna be a hell of a week, babe. stay hydrated. ⋆˙⟡ tuesday summary: happy tuesday, you know what that means: two straight hours of wind ensemble. and it's made even more enjoyable by first chair, zhang hao, chewing you out for every mistake you make. he's been quiet today though. it's making your skin crawl. can you manage to get out unscathed?

⋆˙⟡ warnings: explicit smut. 18+. minors do not interact. please read specific smut warnings under the cut! swearing. angst. dub-con. bullying. stuck up, tattletale hao. this is a doozy. you'll be glad we took it easy monday. smut in gn and fem versions are substantially different due to logistics/circumstance. also i clearly know nothing about playing the violin so just 🤓☝️ pipe down over there, k? ily. actually would love to hear real violinists thoughts on this so hmu. ⋆˙⟡ bully scale: ★★★☆☆ (3.5)

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: foreign object and finger insertion (reader receiving), oral (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), dub-con: hao doesn't have consent before sexually touching reader but reader is turned on by it, cum play, bullying.

DO NOT PUT ROSIN UP YOUR HOO HA YA DINGUS!! purely for entertainment purposes, this fic exists in a world where there aren't consequences for that okay? DON'T. I REPEAT DON'T. DO THIS IRL. okay thank you, love you.

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you take a deep breath, bouncing nervously on the balls of your feet at the south campus entrance. you’d barely gotten any sleep last night after your encounter with jiwoong, too busy tossing and turning as you pictured the dirty looks you’d be getting all over campus the next day. but as you walk across the main courtyard to the music building this afternoon, you’re surprised and elated to hear no frantic whispers in response to your presence.

had jiwoong really kept what happened yesterday a secret? you find it hard to believe he’d want to protect your reputation and mental well-being. still, the proof was in the pudding and, so far, the pudding seemed entirely unaware of who you are. just how you like it.

on tuesday afternoons, you had string ensemble in place of advanced drama. although it was a relief to have jiwoong out of sight and out of mind, there was another force at play to deal with.

as you enter the orchestra room, you spot that force immediately— already seated and delicately coating the hairs of his bow with the lifetime supply of premium rosin he’d won for first place violinist at the chinese international music competition three years ago. you know this fact because he never lets you forget it.

with your violin case in your hand, you make your way to your seat: second chair, of course. first chair is eternally occupied by your conductor’s most favorite student.

you sit down in your black music chair, smoothing your skirt so that it doesn’t ride up while you play. opening your violin case, you carefully pull out your instrument and begin quietly tuning it as the rest of the string ensemble files in. you place your bow to the strings, playing a note to assess the sound. the note comes out airy and weak and it makes you inherently wince. 

“fucking fix that right now,” a familiar voice to your left suddenly demands. “i won’t ask again.”

your left eyebrow peaks in confusion as you mumble, “you didn’t ask a first time.”

he doesn’t even look at you. and though you already intended to fix the problem without his prompting, you place your violin back in its case and start to fish around in the velvet compartments for some rosin. when you come up empty, you start to panic.

“good afternoon, everyone,” professor ahn greets, tapping her conductor’s baton on the frame of her metal music stand. “we have a lot to get to today, so let’s just jump right in.”

shit. you really need rosin.

but there’s no way you can raise your hand and disrupt professor ahn’s flow. she already thinks you’re a second-rate violinist that “hides her lack of talent behind incessant practice”. this was a direct quote you’d received on your evaluation sheet last semester. besides, all professor ahn would probably say was that you should’ve made sure your bow was up to par before you even got to campus.

you couldn’t argue with that. it was the truth. but your little incident with jiwoong had preoccupied you and suddenly every perfectionist task you routinely performed seemed... obsolete. how could you let him get to you like this?

and why did it still feel so good?

professor ahn taps her baton again, signaling for everyone to turn to the first page of your spring concert repertoire. you swallow nervously, opening your sheet music booklet to tippett’s fantasia concertante on a theme of corelli. it’s an extremely difficult piece that an outstanding violinist struggles to play on a good day. and you would be playing it with your bow in a noticeably poor condition. 

you stumble through the piece as quietly as possible, cringing when the sound your instrument produces is less than satisfactory. though your ensemble is still learning the song, others’ mistakes aren’t enough to hide the strange performance coming from the second-chair violinist.

“zhang hao-sshi,” professor ahn suddenly calls. the boy to your left looks up at her in attention, causing your heart to sink to your stomach. “who is responsible for that unsatisfactory sound?”

you were foolish to think you could escape what inevitably always happened during string ensemble: the second of your five jerk-off bullies ratting you out in front of the whole orchestra.

there was a reason professor ahn held such distaste for you and your craft and that reason was zhang hao. each and every rehearsal, your professor would ask the first chair to list any mistakes he’d heard from your section and he apparently only ever noticed yours. you’d sit there, cheeks heating up with embarrassment as hao described every error you made in great detail that day— professor ahn taking note and deducting points from your rehearsal grade as she saw fit.

hao had seemingly made it his mission to single handedly make you quit violin in a sea of unbearable shame.

so you’re shocked when all hao replies is, “i apologize, professor ahn. i was too engrossed in playing to notice where the error was coming from.”

what the fuck? why would he lie? it couldn’t be to help you. hao would throw you to the wolves without a second thought if it meant remaining superior to you.

but his gaze returns to his sheet music, pencil floating across the paper as he quietly adds annotations. you’re honestly freaked out. had he hit his head? had the difficulty of the piece actually thrown him that much?

rehearsal ends shortly thereafter and you stay in your chair, silently tending to your violin next to hao. you’re both usually the last to leave, but hao always makes it a point to stay just a few seconds longer than you. just to prove something.

after your instrument is safely back in its case, you stand up and make your way over to the instrument storage closet. you find your cubby, pulling out your key and unlocking your unit so you can leave your violin there for the remainder of your classes this afternoon. 

as you place your violin case gently inside and lock your cubby, the unexpected sound of footsteps behind you makes you freeze in place. slowly, you turn around to find hao standing in the doorway of the storage closet.

weird. hao would never undermine his unparalleled musicianship by keeping his violin in a public storage unit. he sets his case down next to him, crossing his arms and leaning on the left side of the door frame.

“i’m waiting,” is all he says, brow raised expectantly. 

you look to your left and right, trying to discern what it is hao could be waiting for. you can’t find anything of note. “um... for what?”

“what do you mean, for what?” hao spits, eyes narrowing angrily. “i didn’t tell professor ahn about any of the mistakes you made today. and i don’t know if you noticed, but you made a fuck ton.”

and the shoe drops, you think.

“did you not even notice my act of kindness?” he asks indignantly. “don’t you think i at least deserve a thank you?”

“oh,” you reply, tilting your head in surprise. you swallow the urge to tell him that kindness in demand of a thank you is not exactly kindness and instead, just nod. “yeah. thank you. i guess.”

it must be some weird power play over you. it’s probably best to make a swift exit and not give him the attention he wants, so you turn on your heel and start to walk toward the door to leave. but as you approach the exit, hao reaches across the door frame— your chest colliding directly with his forearm as he blocks you in.

“c-... can i get through? i have to be in calc iii in fifteen minutes,” you ask with a frown.

hao’s arm stays glued to the other side of the door as he continues to stare at you. “i want a better thank you.”

“you—... why?” you question, brow furrowing in confusion. “i already said thank you. and i didn’t even ask you to lie for me in the first place.”

hao blinks at you. “so you’re not grateful?”

“honestly, you’re kind of making me uncomfortable,” you reply, ducking under his arm and walking back out into the orchestra room. “so if my lack of gratitude means you’re going to go back to humiliating me in front of the entire string ensemble every day... i guess i’ll just have to continue living with it.”

you make it halfway out of the rehearsal room when you hear a faint: “wait.”

you turn around to find a slightly panicked hao still standing in the doorframe of the storage closet. 

“you need rosin, right? you ran out?” he asks, as if he couldn’t tell exactly what your problem had been from hearing you play today. “i’ll give you some of mine.”

clearly you’ve just hallucinated. you’re so stressed from yesterday’s events that you’ve started hearing things. or maybe you’re still asleep in your bed at home. or maybe you’re dead. because there’s no way hao would ever give you his beloved rosin.

“let me just get it out of my case,” he says, bending down to the ground and opening up his very expensive violin case. you walk over to him slowly, partly because you don’t believe him and partly because you’re starting to worry something is terribly wrong with him.

“hao, are... are you feeling okay?” you ask, stepping back into the storage closet and watching as he pulls out a fresh cake of premium rosin. it’s a box-shape with rounded edges and no plastic holder, the golden-brown hardened sap shining beautifully even in the dim light of the storage closet.

he stands back up, holding the rosin between his fingers delicately. “never better.”

“you’re—... you’re gonna give me your cimc prize rosin?” you ask, incredibly confused. “why would you do that?”

“because you need it. don’t you?” he answers with a shrug.

“but... but—.” you protest, head spinning a million miles a minute trying to make sense of hao’s bizarre and uncharacteristic display of benevolence. “what’s the catch?”

with no discernible inflection, hao repeats, “the catch.”

“i don’t see why you’d give this to me without a price,” you elaborate skeptically. “you don’t like me. you’re actively mean to me actually. it doesn’t make sense that you’d give me something you value without asking for anything in return. i mean, you couldn’t even randomly choose to cover for me during rehearsal without demanding a thank you after.”

hao considers this for a moment and then nods. “well, what if i ask for the same thing then? in exchange for this rosin, i want a thank you.”

“i can’t even begin to figure out what’s gotten into you today,” you respond with a reluctant sigh, “but fine. i guess i can agree to your terms.”

“we have a deal,” hao affirms with a stupid, perfect smirk. he closes the gap between you, holding out the rosin in his palm. when you try to take it from him, he retracts his hand. “i’ll take the thank you first actually.”

“sure,” you agree, rolling your eyes. “thank you.”

he tilts his head to the side, prompting, “what was that?”

“thank you, hao. i really appreciate you giving me your rosin,” you feed flatly, hoping you’ve finally appeased him.

“an improvement,” he says before shaking his head again. “but i’m still not loving the tone coming out of you... i think you could use some rosin.”

“what do you—” you start to ask, but it’s already too late. without any time to spare, the door is shut behind you and a sudden draft hits your heat as your panties are shoved to the side beneath your skirt. the air leaves your lungs as long, thin fingers dip through your folds and squeeze something cold and smooth inside of you.

“there you go,” hao smiles, incredibly satisfied with the stunt he’s just pulled. “i think that might help your tone.”

“y-you... did you...” you stammer as you gawk at the boy in front of you. your cheeks are beet red at the violation of your sex. you’re in such shock that all you can whisper is, “you can’t put that in... there.”

“an instrument should be well cared for,” he challenges, sinking to his knees and running his hands up and down your bare thighs. “gonna make you sound so pretty.”

there’s a flutter in your core that you desperately want to silence. you could not be turned on by this. one of the men you hate most in this world just shoved a foreign object up you without asking. so why is the hungry look in his eyes as he backs you against the wall of storage units exciting you?

hao hooks his fingers around the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs. you step out of them without a word. he lifts your right leg over his shoulder, bringing your cunt closer to his face as he holds your hips steady.

he licks a stripe starting just above your opening to your clit as if he wants to taste every inch of you. the sensation makes you gasp and then immediately cover your mouth in shame. were you really enjoying this?

“hm, still an airy sound,” hao observes, eyes locked on your center as his fingers grip into your hips. “definitely needs more rosin.”

he dives back in, lapping at your cunt— tongue flicking your bundle of nerves as your arousal builds. you must’ve fallen into an alternate dimension. fainted. been in a terrible bus accident on your way to campus. but why you’d dream of hao’s head between your thighs in a storage closet is beyond your comprehension.

the more he works you with his mouth, the more hums and sighs escape your lips but all of your worries aren’t eased just yet.

“it’s... it’s gonna melt,” you say softly, starting to feel a bit dizzy. “the r-ros—.”

“rosin starts to crumble from heat at 50 degrees celsius,” hao interjects in between sloppy traces of his tongue. “the average internal temperature of a vagina is 37.5 degrees.”

“but—”

“don’t act like you don’t know how numbers work. aren’t you in calc iii?” hao ridicules, biting gently at your clit. you throw your head back at the sensation as he increases the pressure of his tongue against you. “are you just a fraud in every subject you take?”

“hao,” you beg, his slander just adding to the pleasure you’re feeling as your right hand tangles up in his hair— tugging from the root. “feels so good. so, so good.”

“fuck, that’s beautiful baby,” hao pants, right hand detaching from your hip. he parts your entrance with his fingers, the cake of rosin slipping out into his palm with a crude, wet smack. you both stare at the golden brown block, still perfectly intact but now dripping in your arousal. he drags it down the inside of your thighs, mesmerized by the trail of glistening honey it leaves on your skin. “mm, coated perfectly now.”

he drops the rosin on the floor next to you, replacing the empty space in your pussy with his ring and middle fingers. you gasp at the stretch, clenching involuntarily around him.

“i think you’re ready to play,” hao decides, curling his fingers up inside of you against your front wall and pressing on your clit with his thumb. he watches you intently, mouth open slightly as he drinks in the sight of you writhing in pleasure. “c’mon, baby. let me hear you.”

you do as he says, moaning as the pads of his fingers press into your sweet spot again. with every rhythmic stroke, your sounds grow less inhibited and hao grows more entranced. he’s making the face he usually makes while playing his violin— focused, impassioned, and devastatingly sexy. 

was hao enjoying playing you as much as he enjoyed playing his other instrument?

“gon—... gonna make me cum,” you whine after another minute, the look in hao’s eyes turning feral. he immediately returns his mouth to your cunt, sucking at your sensitive bud with a renewed vigor.

as hao brings you closer to the brink of orgasm, your moans only grow louder and sweeter like a crescendo. the harmonic sounds coming out of you are intensified by an increase in the pace of his finger-fucking. it’s all too much for you to handle, your walls spasming around him uncontrollably.

“oh my god, hao—,” you cry, your climax crashing over you like the perfect wave. “c-cumming... i—...”

you can barely hold yourself up, clinging to the shelves on either side of you as hao works you through your high. your breathing returning to normal, he looks up at you as he pulls his fingers out of your pussy— lips pink and glistening with your juices. 

he removes your right leg from around his shoulder, eyes locked with yours as he stands up and brushes the dust off his knees. 

“th-thank... you,” is what comes out of you as you stare at him, dumbfounded. “thank you.”

“yeah, sure,” hao replies dismissively. after making such a big deal about a thank you, it figures he’d pretend he never cared in the first place. “clean off that rosin and use it next week or i’ll tell professor ahn you stole it from me.”

“oh. okay,” you quietly agree, unable to control the awkward energy that’s now tying your tongue. “um. thanks... again.”

he just shrugs, walking over to the door and picking up his violin case. unlocking the door and pushing it open, he takes a few steps out the door before suddenly stopping in his tracks. he turns over his shoulder to look at you. “i almost forgot to ask...”

you gulp at the sight of the upturned corner of his lip in a smug grin.

“... was it better than jiwoong hyung?”

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gender neutral version below

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: hand/oral (reader receiving), throat fucking with fingers (reader receiving), dubcon: hao does not have consent before inserting fingers into reader's mouth, reader is turned on by this, cum play, bullying.

IF YOU WANT TO COVER YOUR ROSIN IN CUM, YOU CAN I'M NOT THE BOSS OF YOU but from everything i've read in research for this fic, it will ruin it so maybe don't. up to you tho, babe. love you.

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you take a deep breath, bouncing nervously on the balls of your feet at the south campus entrance. you’d barely gotten any sleep last night after your encounter with jiwoong, too busy tossing and turning as you pictured the dirty looks you’d be getting all over campus the next day. but as you walk across the main courtyard to the music building this afternoon, you’re surprised and elated to hear no frantic whispers in response to your presence.

had jiwoong really kept what happened yesterday a secret? you find it hard to believe he’d want to protect your reputation and mental well-being. still, the proof was in the pudding and, so far, the pudding seemed entirely unaware of who you are. just how you like it.

on tuesday afternoons, you had string ensemble in place of advanced drama. although it was a relief to have jiwoong out of sight and out of mind, there was another force at play to deal with.

as you enter the orchestra room, you spot that force immediately— already seated and delicately coating the hairs of his bow with the lifetime supply of premium rosin he’d won for first place violinist at the chinese international music competition three years ago. you know this fact because he never lets you forget it.

with your violin case in your hand, you make your way to your seat: second chair, of course. first chair is eternally occupied by your conductor’s most favorite student.

you sit down in your black chair, propping your sheet music booklet up onto your music stand. opening your violin case, you carefully pull out your instrument and begin quietly tuning it as the rest of the string ensemble files in. you place your bow to the strings, playing a note to assess the sound. the note comes out airy and weak and it makes you inherently wince. 

“fucking fix that right now,” a familiar voice to your left suddenly demands. “i won’t ask again.”

your left eyebrow peaks in confusion as you mumble, “you didn’t ask a first time.”

he doesn’t even look at you. and though you already intended to fix the problem without his prompting, you place your violin back in its case and start to fish around in the velvet compartments for some rosin. when you come up empty, you start to panic.

“good afternoon, everyone,” professor ahn greets, tapping her conductor’s baton on the frame of her metal music stand. “we have a lot to get to today, so let’s just jump right in.”

shit. you really need rosin.

but there’s no way you can raise your hand and disrupt professor ahn’s flow. she already thinks you’re a second-rate violinist that “hides your lack of talent behind incessant practice”. this was a direct quote you’d received on your evaluation sheet last semester. besides, all professor ahn would probably say was that you should’ve made sure your bow was up to par before you even got to campus.

you couldn’t argue with that. it was the truth. but your little incident with jiwoong had preoccupied you and suddenly every perfectionist task you routinely performed seemed... obsolete. how could you let him get to you like this?

and why did it still feel so good?

professor ahn taps her baton again, signaling for everyone to turn to the first page of your spring concert repertoire. you swallow nervously, opening your sheet music booklet to tippett’s fantasia concertante on a theme of corelli. it’s an extremely difficult piece that an outstanding violinist struggles to play on a good day. and you would be playing it with your bow in a noticeably poor condition.

you stumble through the piece as quietly as possible, cringing when the sound your instrument produces is less than satisfactory. though your ensemble is still learning the song, others’ mistakes aren’t enough to hide the strange performance coming from the second-chair violinist.

“zhang hao-sshi,” professor ahn suddenly calls. the boy to your left looks up at her in attention, causing your heart to sink to your stomach. “who is responsible for that unsatisfactory sound?”

you were foolish to think you could escape what inevitably always happens during string ensemble: the second of your five jerk-off bullies ratting you out in front of the whole orchestra.

there was a reason professor ahn held such distaste for you and your craft and that reason was zhang hao. each and every rehearsal, your professor would ask the first chair to list any mistakes he’d heard from your section and he apparently only ever noticed yours. you’d sit there, cheeks heating up with embarrassment as hao described every error you made in great detail that day— professor ahn taking note and deducting points from your rehearsal grade as she saw fit.

hao had seemingly made it his mission to single handedly make you quit violin in a sea of unbearable shame.

so you’re shocked when all hao replies is, “i apologize, professor ahn. i was too engrossed in playing to notice where the error was coming from.”

what the fuck? why would he lie? it couldn’t be to help you. hao would throw you to the wolves without a second thought if it meant remaining superior to you.

but his gaze returns to his sheet music, pencil floating across the paper as he quietly adds annotations. you’re honestly freaked out. had he hit his head? had the difficulty of the piece actually thrown him that much?

rehearsal ends shortly thereafter and you stay in your chair, silently tending to your violin next to hao. you’re both usually the last to leave, but hao always makes it a point to stay just a few seconds longer than you. just to prove something.

after your instrument is safely back in its case, you stand up and make your way over to the instrument storage closet. you find your cubby, pulling out your key and unlocking your unit so you can leave your violin there for the remainder of your classes this afternoon. 

as you place your violin case gently inside and lock your cubby, the unexpected sound of footsteps behind you makes you freeze in place. slowly, you turn around to find hao standing in the doorway of the storage closet.

weird. hao would never undermine his unparalleled musicianship by keeping his violin in a public storage unit. he sets his case down next to him, crossing his arms and leaning on the left side of the door frame.

“i’m waiting,” is all he says, brow raised expectantly. 

you look to your left and right, trying to discern what it is hao could be waiting for. you can’t find anything of note. “um... for what?”

“what do you mean, for what?” hao spits, eyes narrowing angrily. “i didn’t tell professor ahn about any of the mistakes you made today. and i don’t know if you noticed, but you made a fuck ton.”

and the shoe drops, you think.

“did you not even notice my act of kindness?” he asks indignantly. “don’t you think i at least deserve a thank you?”

“oh,” you reply, tilting your head in surprise. you swallow the urge to tell him that kindness in demand of a thank you is not exactly kindness and instead, just nod. “yeah. thank you. i guess.”

it must be some weird, new power play over you. it’s probably best to make a swift exit and not give him the attention he wants, so you turn on your heel and start to walk toward the door to leave. but as you approach the exit, hao reaches across the door frame— your chest colliding directly with his forearm as he blocks you in.

“c-... can i get through? i have to be in calc iii in fifteen minutes,” you ask with a frown.

hao’s arm stays glued to the other side of the door as he continues to stare at you. “i want a better thank you.”

“you—... why?” you question, brow furrowing in confusion. “i already said thank you. and i didn’t even ask you to lie for me in the first place.”

hao blinks at you. “so you’re not grateful?”

“honestly, you’re kind of making me uncomfortable,” you reply, ducking under his arm and walking back out into the orchestra room. “so if my lack of gratitude means you’re going to go back to humiliating me in front of the entire string ensemble every day... i guess i’ll just have to continue living with it.”

you make it halfway out of the rehearsal room when you hear a faint: “wait.”

you turn around to find a slightly panicked hao still standing in the doorframe of the storage closet. 

“you need rosin, right? you ran out?” he asks, as if he couldn’t tell exactly what your problem had been from hearing you play today. “i’ll give you some of mine.”

clearly you’ve just hallucinated. you’re so stressed from yesterday’s events that you’ve started hearing things. or maybe you’re still asleep in your bed at home. or maybe you’re dead. because there’s no way hao would ever give you his beloved rosin.

“let me just get it out of my case,” he says, bending down to the ground and opening up his very expensive violin case. you walk over to him slowly, partly because you don’t believe him and partly because you’re starting to worry something is terribly wrong with him.

“hao, are... are you feeling okay?” you ask, stepping back into the storage closet and watching as he pulls out a fresh cake of premium rosin. it’s a box-shape with rounded edges and no plastic holder, the golden-brown hardened sap shining beautifully even in the dim light of the storage closet.

he stands back up, holding the rosin between his fingers delicately. “never better.”

“you’re—... you’re gonna give me your cimc prize rosin?” you ask, incredibly confused. “why would you do that?”

“because you need it. don’t you?” he answers with a shrug.

“but... but—.” you protest, head spinning a million miles a minute trying to make sense of hao’s bizarre and uncharacteristic display of benevolence. “what’s the catch?”

with no discernible inflection, hao repeats, “the catch.”

“i don’t see why you’d give this to me without a price,” you elaborate skeptically. “you don’t like me. you’re actively mean to me actually. it doesn’t make sense that you’d give me something you value without asking for anything in return. i mean, you couldn’t even randomly choose to cover for me during rehearsal without demanding a thank you after.”

hao considers this for a moment and then nods. “well, what if i ask for the same thing then? in exchange for this rosin, i want a thank you.”

“i can’t even begin to figure out what’s gotten into you today,” you respond with a reluctant sigh, “but fine. i guess i can agree to your terms.”

“we have a deal,” hao affirms with a stupid, perfect smirk. he closes the gap between you, holding out the rosin in his palm. when you try to take it from him, he retracts his hand. “i’ll take the thank you first actually.”

“sure,” you agree with a sigh, rolling your eyes. “thank you.”

he tilts his head to the side, prompting, “what was that?”

“thank you, hao. i really appreciate you giving me your rosin,” you feed flatly, hoping you’ve finally appeased him.

“an improvement,” he says before shaking his head again. “but i’m still not loving the tone coming out of you... maybe your bow needs some rosin.”

“you already know it does! what are you even talking—,” you start to ask, but it’s already too late. without any time to spare, the door is shut behind you and two long, thin fingers are pushed inside of your mouth. 

“there you go,” hao smiles, incredibly satisfied with the stunt he’s just pulled. “a thorough coat to get that perfect sound.”

he cups your jaw with his free hand as he shoves his fingers further into your mouth. you gag slightly as he approaches the back of your throat, your cheeks turning beet red at the violation of your body. 

“an instrument should be well cared for,” hao says as he removes his fingers from your lips, unbuttoning your jeans as he guides you to sit down in a black music chair. “gonna make you sound so pretty.”

there’s a flutter in your core that you desperately want to silence. you could not be turned on by this. one of the men you hate most in this world just shoved his fingers down your throat without asking. so why is the hungry look in his eyes as he sinks down between your legs exciting you?

hao hooks his fingers around the waistband of your jeans, tugging at them until you finally lift your hips up wordlessly. he discards your underwear next, chuckling sardonically at your continued state of silence.

his lubricated fingers ghost over you, leaving a trail of your own saliva up and down your sex. the sensation makes you gasp and then immediately cover your mouth in shame. were you really enjoying this?

“hm, still an airy sound,” hao observes, eyes locked on your center as his free hand grips your thigh— fingers digging into the soft flesh. “definitely needs more rosin.”

hao pulls your hips closer to him, taking you into his mouth— swirling and sucking at your heat with his tongue. you must’ve fallen into another dimension. fainted. been in a terrible bus accident on your way to campus. but why you’d dream of hao’s head between your thighs in a storage closet is beyond your comprehension.

the more he works you with his mouth, the more hums and sighs escape your lips.

“hao,” you beg, pleasure building as your right hand tangles up in his hair— tugging from the root. “feels so good. so, so good.”

“fuck, that’s beautiful baby,” hao pants, right hand detaching from your hip. “maybe you can even learn something from how i’m playing you. everyone would appreciate that, huh?”

the patronizing insult makes you throb, another whimper falling out of you. he watches you intently, mouth open slightly as he drinks in the sight of you writhing in pleasure. “c’mon, baby. let me hear you.”

with every rhythmic stroke, your sounds grow less inhibited and hao grows more entranced. he’s making the face he usually makes while playing his violin— focused, impassioned, and devastatingly sexy. 

was hao enjoying playing you as much as he enjoyed playing his other instrument?

“gon—... gonna make me cum,” you whine after another minute, the look in hao’s eyes turning feral. he immediately returns his mouth to you, sucking at your most sensitive part with a renewed vigor.

as hao brings you closer to the brink of orgasm, your moans only grow louder and sweeter like a crescendo. the harmonic sounds coming out of you are intensified by an increase in the pace of hand. it’s all too much for you to handle, your core beginning to spasm.

“oh my god, hao—,” you cry, your climax crashing over you like the perfect wave. “c-cumming... i—...”

hao pulls out the cake of rosin from his back pocket as he works you through your high, bringing it between your legs and covering it in your release. your breathing slowly returning to normal,he runs the sticky rosin down each of your inner thighs. 

“it’s... it’s gonna melt,” you say softly, both hypnotized and concerned. “the r-ros—.”

“rosin starts to crumble from heat at 50 degrees celsius,” hao interjects as he coats the rosin in more of your fluids. “your body temperature is 37 degrees.”

“but—.”

“don’t act like you don’t know how numbers work. aren’t you in calc iii?” hao baits, licking up the last remnants of your orgasm for himself. “are you just a fraud in every subject you take?”

his eyes lock with yours as he stands up and brushes the dust off his knees. 

“th-thank... you,” is what comes out of you as you stare up at him, dumbfounded. “thank you.”

“yeah, sure,” hao replies dismissively. after making such a big deal about a thank you, it figures he’d pretend he never cared in the first place. “clean off that rosin and use it next week or i’ll tell professor ahn you stole it from me.”

“oh. okay,” you quietly agree, unable to control the awkward energy that’s now tying your tongue. “um. thanks... again.”

he just shrugs, walking over to the door and picking up his violin case. unlocking the door and pushing it open, he takes a few steps out the door before suddenly stopping in his tracks. he turns over his shoulder to look at you. “i almost forgot to ask...”

you gulp at the sight of the upturned corner of his lip in a smug grin.

“... was it better than jiwoong hyung?”

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[carmesi-butterfly]

zerobaseone twitter links.

legal line. im sorry yall may be tired of the desperate gyuvin agenda but i live for it

kim jiwoong

he would never hurt you, but a bit of spanking as a punishment for being a bad girl and misbehaving it's acceptable!! his hands slap hard on your ass and pussy but caress it softly <3

zhang hao

completely unbothered by your incessant moans hao will devour your boobs until he feels satisfied with his work, your tits going up and down with every thrust you did while riding him only made them more tempting and attractive in your boyfriend's eyes

sung hanbin

masturbating hanbin was proclamed your favorite activity, the best is that he always says yes :3 at first it starts slow and calm, but he can turn into a mess fast if you don't watch your pace!

seok matthew

whenever matthew held you like this, always managed to make you feel so small... his strong arms holding you into a mating press like nothing and sliding his fat cock into your cunt so easily as if your pussy was made for him!

kim taerae

sex with taerae always felt so passionate and personal, he can have you wherever he wants and always take good care of you like a princess, his hand working profusely on your clit while his dick thrusts are so slow they drive you insane ㅠㅠ he's the romantic type, but i can't lie when i feel he does it to torture you a bit...

shen ricky

his fingers are so deep into your throat, making you choke only by fucking your mouth with them... ricky just wanted to lubricate his fingers a little bit before giving you the best masturbation of your life, but it ended up as an act of "asserting dominance"

kim gyuvin

desperate thoughts accompanied by clumsy and uncoordinated movements,, gyuvin can't stop his thrusts :( his frantic pace made his mind feel dizzy with all the pleasure, poor gyuvin, you shouldn't have neglect him like that

#kpop hard hours #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 x reader #sung hanbin smut #kim jiwoong smut #zhang hao smut #seok matthew smut #kim taerae smut #shen ricky smut #kim gyuvin smut #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #zerobaseone imagines #hanbin smut #jiwoong smut #ricky smut #taerae smut #gyuvin smut #matthew smut

[andsjun]

zb1 with a reader who gets easily flustered when teased and touched but really likes it?

Pt 1 with hyung line!

Jiwoong is not a teaser type, he prefers to be the only person who sees your flustered face. So he loves touching you while you are watching a movie in his house. You can feel his hands touching your thighs under the blanket and after some minutes they are really close to your core. You only left little whines out of your mouth while murmuring “stop” but not actually making smth to stop him.

“What happened baby? Is the movie boring?” He said while starting playing with your clothed clit.

Zhang Hao though loves to tease you in front of people, he is just a little shit and loves how after he teases you in public you are so horny that you let him do whatever he wants. He enjoys hugging you from behind and letting you know he has a huge erection.

“What a cute skirt, easy to access” he whispered before grabbing your but

Hanbin is just a cute guy but sometimes he gets so so horny but doesn’t know how to say it so he unintentionally teases you. Kissing your neck and hugging you from behind, also he can’t let his hands out of you and grabs your thigh trying to feel your skin. You blush and try to move away but he moves you to his lap.

“Just… let me enjoy your body a little” he said, spreading your legs to touch you better.

#zb1 hard hours #zb1 smut #zb1 hard thoughts #zerobaseone hard hours #zerobaseone smut #gyuvin smut #zhang hao smut #sung hanbin smut #jiwoong smut

[bubbleseo]

How do you think each zb1 member would be as porn plots🥶

jiwoong- ceo fucking his secretary

hao- fucking in an empty college classroom

hanbin- overstimulation with praise

matthew- has a whole channel documenting size training and everyone keeps up to see your progress and celebrates when he posts a video of you taking him for the first time

taerae- pegging

ricky- fucking in an empty parking lot in the back of his expensive car

gyuvin- sweet morning sex full of kisses and sleepy moans

#zb1 smut #zb1 hard hours #ricky smut #zhang hao smut #zhanghao smut #kim jiwoong smut #jiwoong smut #hanbin smut #sung hanbin smut #taerae smut #kim taerae smut #seok matthew smut #matthew smut #zerobaseone smut #kim gyuvin smut #gyuvin smut

[destiny-fics]

Fuck Those (New) Frat Boys

Welcome to the ZB1 Fraternity, how may we help you?

Following the footsteps of the infamous SKZ fraternity, President Sung Hanbin and his fellow frat brothers are maintaining a legacy of important charity work, lavish parties, academic achievement and, of course, catching the eyes and hearts of anyone who meets them.

Which member will catch your eye first?

Pairing: ZB1 Legal Line (Jiwoong-Gyuvin) x Fem!Reader (Individual stories for each member)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, College!au, Non-Idol!au.

Set in the same universe as my SKZ series "Fuck those frat boys."

Individual warnings will be at the start of each fic

This series is 18+ so minors kindly DNI

Stories

The Teacher's Aid - Kim Jiwoong

"You do know making out in the T.A office is against university policy, right Jiwoong?"

"I do. But I also plan to do a lot more things that break university policy in here too."

The First Chair - Zhang Hao

"You want me...to play in your string quartet?"

"It might not look like it, but I do actually pay attention when you play and you're the best cellist here. Come on, what do you say?"

The Frat President - Sung Hanbin

"Do you ever think that maybe you spread yourself too thin Hanbin?"

"I prefer to say I never back down from a commitment."

The Hallway Crush - Seok Matthew

"I never expected our first meeting to be because you're fucking one of my frat brothers."

Can't exactly say I expected it either Matthew."

The Guitar Player - Kim Taerae

"One night Taerae, and then we can stage a breakup, we just need to convince her so she'll stop setting me up on dates."

"One night, then that's it."

The Frat Sweetheart - Shen Ricky

"You know for the fraternity sweetheart you really are a dick Ricky Shen."

"At least I don't have a perpetual stick up my ass."

The Best Friend - Kim Gyuvin

"No can do, your brother specifically told me not to touch you."

"But my brother didn't tell you that you couldn't look at me."

#kpop smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 smut #sung hanbin smut #kim jiwoong smut #zhang hao smut #seok matthew smut #kim taerae smut #shen ricky smut #shen quanrui smut #kim gyuvin smut #hard thoughts with rose #kpop hard hours #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #zb1 x reader

[rickittys]

"ugh, please please please just fuck me already! stop with the teasing," you whined impatiently.

you squirmed on your boyfriend's lap, underwear uncomfortably sticky as he slowly ground against you. the nerve, the gall-having a painfully obvious bulge in his boxers and he was refusing to do anything about it. his dark eyes were dripping with lust, glinting as he snickered.

"aw c'mon, baby. just making sure you're ready for me..you should be thankful," he drawled, biting his lip and smirking. you gasped as he angled his hips to press up against your aching clit.

"i-i'm already wet enough. i'm ready, i am!" you begged. "it hurts, i need it."

your boyfriend leaned forward, barely grazing your lips, and chuckled when you pouted. "yeah? then why were crying about how huge my dick is last night, huh? just trying to take care of you." he looked down at your barely clad figure and lazily grinned as you rubbed your thighs together.

your mouth twitched with irritation, biting back a growl. "you and your stupid big dick, stupid big ego...just wanna get off," you muttered.

a sudden rough grip on your chin caused your lips to pucker, your eyes to water. it felt like your lover was towering over you as he stared into your pupils. he pressed his index and middle finger into your mouth, lathering them in saliva before he dragged them down into your soaking panties.

his hips bucked against yours as he sneered. “mm so vulgar, such a pretty mouth saying such nasty things. my pretty girl gone bad?”

jiwoong, zhang hao, hanbin, matthew, taerae, ricky, gyuvin

#🌫️ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #jiwoong smut #sung hanbin smut #hanbin smut #zhang hao smut #seok matthew smut #matthew smut #taerae smut #shen ricky smut #ricky smut #gyuvin smut

[harunade]

i swear i need more of haobin and reader😭😭

haobin as your best friends who always listen to you rant! going to collage with no sexual experience is not fun, so they decide to help you out!

starting off by soft kisses, hao will trail them down your neck and chest while your back is resting on hanbin’s back, feeling him harden beneath you. “do you like it when i touch you here?” hao looks up at your with sparkles in his eyes as he rubs circle against the wet spot on your panties. “words, baby” hanbin would join as his large hands squeezed your shaky thighs. the first one to touch you inappropriately would be hao, who would eagerly pull your panties and shove his face into your cunt. he would lick your slit and tongue fuck you. as tears formed into your eyes from the sudden stimulation, hanbins hand would creep into hao’s hair, guiding him to eat you out better. you would soon be cumming on his tongue, with your thighs tightly wrapped around his head.

the view was enough to make hanbin’s tip leak precum, so he would be next to softly ask if you wanted to ride him. you nodded your head as he turned you to face him and pulled his cock out. you felt as if you’d break if you took him, but he helped you slide down on him. As you rolled your hips against his, you felt as if the sight of him flustered beneath you was enough to make you cum again. He pulled down his shirt and unclipped your bra, toying with your bouncing tits. “can i cum inside of you, princess?” he would ask so kindly that you couldn’t refuse him. so you gave it, quickly being filled up by his hot load.

“do you want us to fuck you at the same time?” hao asked from behind of you. when you turned your head, you were met with him rubbing his dick, looking desperate for some friction. “i-i dont know if i cant take you both..” it was true though, hanbin’s cock was stretching you nicely, but you were sure you could bear even more inside of you. “well it’s unfair, baby. i don’t want hanbin to be the only one to get to feel your pussy” eventually you gave in, allowing Hao to slip in as well. now you were filled with both of their cocks. it was so painful that tears would fall from your eyes to hanbin’s chest as the two tried to match their paces.

shortly, you felt them cum again, filling you up even more. as they pulled out, you plopped on the bed, feeling all of the mix of liquids form a pool under you. as if he was trying to add salt to the wound, hao gathered some of the cum around your hole, and pushed it back inside of you, forcing a moan out of your mouth. “good job baby, let’s get you cleaned up”

#harunade #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #harunade hao #harunade hanbin #haobin #hanbin smut #zhang hao smut

[wildfluwer]

hiya! do you write for zb1?

if so, can i request (for legal line) a fic on their favourite place to fuck you?

Thank you so much!!!!

Hi anon! I FREAKING LOVE ZB1!!!! Of course, i write for them hehe. this isnt proofread tho sry :)

ZB1 Masterlist

ZB1's fav place to have sex

Jiwoong – the kitchen. He cant help it. You both always look so good in the kitchen and he can take you in so many ways. Bent over the counter? On the counter? On the dining table? Yes yes yes yes.

ZhangHao - the couch. its just so casual and allows the best positions in his opinion. loves when you watch a movie together and then end up fucking.

Hanbin – shower. It’s the only place where he has complete privacy and where the noises you both make can be muffled by running water. He’d prefer to fuck you on a bed or couch but living in a dorm means that the shower is the only option where you won’t get walked in on.

Matthew - THE WALL. buff matthew lives in my mind rent free 24/7. what can i say? Loves showing off his strength even if its slightly inconvinient,

Taerae – the bed. I’m a believer of soft taerae and this extends to the ‘bedroom’ as well. He much prefers the bed over anything else. It’s just so much nicer and easier.

Ricky – in the car. kinda loves that its semi-public but also private enough. the way the windows steam up and how close you are to each other....

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[amoremainslayer]

i'm not sure if this is something ur comfortable writing, if not it's okay!! but dollification w/ hao😵‍💫 i feel like he is meant to have a cute dollish partner

OMG THIS AKRHKAHRKAS

I feel like hao would have a weakness for pretty things. Be it cute clothes, pretty views or you wearing a pretty lingerie set right beneath him.

He loves to dress you up, whenever he sees some pretty lingeries or accessories his mind instantly wanders to you and he can't help himself but imagine how you would look while he's pounding his dick inside of you.

Imagine him surprising you with a new set of pretty pink lingerie and dolling you up just how he likes it. Putting in your makeup for you while you sit on his lap, secretly trying to grind your hips against his tigh.

He would give you a warning "Dolls don't move unless they're told to" He would say, gripping onto your hips before continuing to do your makeup.

As soon as he finished making you his pretty little doll, his mind would be filled with all kinds of ideas on how to ruin you.

You would be laying on your back, watching him fuck into you mercilessly while his wet lips either played with your tongue, or your boobs.

He would be slightly degrading, calling you his own personal "fuckdoll" or just doll in general (😩). He'd love to spread hickeys and marks all over your body bc to me hao seems like a quite jealous person.

Only after he sees how spent out you are and how your makeup was totally ruined, he would stop and shower you with praises. He would make sure you're all cleaned and feel good about yourself (even tho he just degraded you until you slowly started to believe what he said).

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[seokka0o]

ZB1 REACTION

0t6, Smut, Minor do not interact, Reaction // Warning : fingering

Ask: Could you possibly write zb1 reacting to the reader asking them to finger her because she just can't do it by herself? Like, a reader who has tiny fingers and can't explore much? They have such beautiful hands!! Please, consider it

KIM JIWOONG

He loves it, he finds this condition so adorable that you always ask for his help and why the hell wouldn't he help? That's what he's there for, sticking his long, icy fingers inside your cunt and making you shiver and moan like a puppy desperate for more and more than he can offer, jiwoong is there to help you and that's all, maybe he's there for humiliate you a little because of it, but nothing too much.

ZHANG HAO

He's not the type to judge you so deeply, but maybe for his pleasure he'll make you try a few times while he watches your suffering. Hearing you call out to him sounds like music, it's comforting, zhang hao can't help but be so abused and then after that he'll keep his eyes on your reactions while fingers you, the adorable way you moan his name as he bends you in scissor motions.

SUNG HANBIN

For a second you might think he's feeling sorry for you, the way he approaches you so politely and just so casually offers to help. You couldn't deny it, even with that tone of derision in the background, the feeling of his fingers burying you is so pleasurable that it becomes killer.

KIM TAERAE

He doesn't even think twice, maybe he's feeling too excited, he can barely contain the hard member between his legs and you had earnestly asked him for it. Very clumsy at first, but once he gets the hang of it and hears your first involuntary moan, he becomes a machine capable of making you come as many times as you want.

SEOK MATTHEW

He'll make you squirt, you know, he thinks it's a crime just because you're trying so hard when he's there for you, to give you everything he's capable of giving you, burying his fingers inside you, doing his best lots of wet sounds and disastrous movements, he's not fully satisfied until he can have that from you.

SHEN QUANRUI

First of all, he is already surprised that you are trying so hard, I think that well before you say or finish asking he would promptly be ready to help. He's not that experienced type so if you effectively show him what to do, he'll become very effective in the kinds of reactions he intends to get out of you by the end.

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[teaxeee]

Here me out…zb1 legal line when you squirt for the first time -🐰

So I took my sweet time cause I couldn't come up with ANYTHING while on Tumblr, glad google docs helps. ANYWAYSSSS:

ZB1 (legal line): when you squirt for the first time

Jiwoong wouldn't be surprised, as he expected you to already squirt for the first time, but he can't lie and not say that he found it very hot, if your first time squirting was when his cock was deep inside your pussy, then he'd go crazy and speed up the pace, as he wants to see you do it again

Zhang Hao would be surprised, especially if it's because he's eating you out. He'd pull away and stare at you, as he gets more aroused due to the fact you squirted because of his mouth! He'd dive right back in and gently lick at your entrance before he slides his tongue in carefully, watching you become a moaning mess

Hanbin would be taken off guard, since he didn't expect you to squirt at all, as you're both sitting in front of the mirror, your back against his chest and your legs spread apart as he has his fingers buried deep in your pussy, as he sees the mess you made. But that doesn't stop him at all from continuing, as he starts to thrust his fingers inside of you again while you moan and whimper from his fingers. He starts kissing your neck to help you calm down as he tells you "you did such a good job princess, I'm so proud of you", which makes you become more sensitive from his touch

Matthew wouldn't be surprised too, but he'd find it such a huge turn on as he makes you squirt from both his fingers buried inside of you and his mouth attached to your clit, trying to push you over the edge as you cry out from the stimulation and grip his hair, making him grunt against your pussy as he keeps eating you out, not planning to stop anytime soon

Taerae wouldn't mind it at all, as he keeps your legs spread apart, all while fucking his tongue in your pussy as you squirt on his tongue. He notices how sensitive you've became so quickly but he doesn't stop, his tongue only doing wonders on you as you become a mess from the way he's making you feel

Ricky would become a but flustered and shy as he realizes what you've done, as he slows down his thrusts, seeing how weak you've become as you squirted from how good he fucked you with his cock. He lets you calm down for a bit before he starts thrusting again, making you become a moaning mess

Gyuvin would be surprised but excited, since he made you squirt with his cock being buried deep inside of you. He'd be so proud that he made you squirt but ask if you're feeling okay and if you want to continue, overall he'll probably be hyper about it and not let it die for a few days, he'll bring it up ALL THE TIME.

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[ratedfleur]

who do you think in zb1 to most have a mommy kink?

def hao … especially if he’s feeling subby, he’d definitely call you mommy subconsciously because he just wants to get taken care off 🙁

“m-mommy please, just wan’ fuck you now..” he whimpers when you grip his length a little too tight, hao’s hips buck upwards, making him whimper loudly once more before he heard you whispering into his ear.

“really? how badly do you want mommy?” you purr, smiling like a maniac when hao whimpers once more when you call yourself mommy.

his chest is heavy with pants as he feels himself inching closer towards his orgasm as you pumped him harder, faster and tighter as you whispered even more things into his ear.

hao’s cock shoots ropes of cum when you mutter a specific sentence into his ear, making him gasp out your name before he started cumming and sniffling as tears streamed down his cheeks.

“‘m sorry, m-mommy.. was too much..” hao hiccuped before you got on top of him, hovering above his cock as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

“i want you to do just that but in mommy’s pussy, can you do that?” you ask to which hao nods nearly in an instant, making you smile as you kissed his cheek before easing hao’s cock into you.

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