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Did You Touch Yourself? - Zuho / Baek Juho

W/C: 4.2K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Did you touch yourself?” + “Don’t cum yet…”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, masturbation, shower sex, nipple stimulation, clit stimulation, pet/nicknames, fingering, edging, praising, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Zuho has been busy for the past few days with work and schedules, and you have been left somewhat lonely, although, you did have the company of Huru and Ppang, but even they were missing their father and could sense that you were also. It was getting late, and you had decided that you needed some time to yourself and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind you to get some privacy and not get interrupted by one of them while you were getting busy.

You remove your pants and panties and toss them into the laundry basket, before you remove your shirt and bra and also toss them into the basket. You make your way towards the bed and climb on top of it and make yourself comfortable on it before slowly starting to touch yourself, you begin by sliding your hand over your chest and over your breast, your finger brushes over your nipple with a ghost-like touch before you press down a little harder on the bud and rub slow circles over it, causing it to harden. Your body was slowly heating up and the temperature in the room had shifted and was slowly rising, your breathing was slowing down and becoming deeper the more you were playing with your nipple. You could feel wetness slowly pooling between your folds as you were growing wetter, the feeling of your nipples getting attention was sending shockwaves down to your pussy.

“Ohh… Juho… Oh,” You mumble to yourself, trying to picture his hand touching you instead. You push your boob upwards before releasing it and sliding your hand down along your stomach, your fingers move over the crease of your hips and over your mound before you dip your hand lower. You move your fingers away from your pussy and slide them along the inside of your thigh, teasing yourself to make yourself wetter before you could touch yourself. You bite your lower lip and slowly slide your fingers over your folds and stroke along them. “Ohh, My…” You suddenly hear Huru and Ppang begin to meow, which makes you pause and stop breathing for a minute as well.

The sound of the keypad outside the apartment catches your attention first, and then the sound of the door opening and closer. Your eyes widen as you hear Zuho’s voice as he greets Huru and Ppang, you quickly jump off the bed and grab onto the first shirt you got your hands on, which just so happens to be one of Zuho’s. You pull it on and quickly pull at it to pull it into place, making sure it covered your pussy and ass before you opened the bedroom door and poke your head out to look at him. He was crouched by the door, rubbing Huru’s head.

“Juho!” You say and step out of the bedroom and make your way towards him. “I missed you,” He smiles and watches as you approach him, he notes that you’re wearing his shirt, and it's covering the important parts completely, which raises suspicion in his mind.

“I missed you too,” He says. “Were you about to take a shower?” He stands upright once you reach him and his babies and wrap his arms around you, you do the same with him and hold onto him tightly, and his hands slowly move lower and lower.

“Hmm!” You quickly hum. His hands slip past the shirt, and he cups your bare ass and squeezes it. “I was, but then I heard the kids meowing and figured that you just got home,” His hands move a little lower, and you begin tensing when you feel his fingers moving to the inside of your thighs. “I grabbed the closest thing I saw and put it on,” You release him from the hug, but he kept his hold on you, you were about to be busted for almost touching yourself. “Do you want to join?”

“I would love to,” He says and pulls his hand back, you visibly relax, which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. “You look beautiful in my shirt, it’s a good surprise to find when just getting home,” You smile at him before turning around and making your way back to the bedroom. “Y/n…” His voice makes you pause in your footsteps. “Did you touch yourself?” Busted. You spin around to look at him, trying to look shocked at him.

“N-now, why w-would you th-think that?” You stutter. You mentally curse yourself for stuttering, which now obviously gave it away. He strides towards you and places a hand on your cheek while the other one went towards your hip and slowly bunches up the shirt in his hand, you lean into his touch as his scent surrounds you.

“Because your skin feels and looks flushed,” He says. You pull your head away from his hand and look up at him with big eyes. “When I touched you now and earlier,” Your lips open and close as you try to find the words to say something, anything to him, but you couldn’t get your brain to work. “I bet if I just lower my hand a little…” You feel his hand dipping lower as he releases the fabric, and you immediately grab onto his wrist.

“Let’s go shower,” You quickly say and pull him down the hallway and into the bedroom and straight towards the bathroom. “I really need a shower badly right now,” He chuckles as you release his hand and move towards the shower. “I don’t know about you, but like… I need it.”

“A cold shower?” He asks. He steps up behind you and reaches past you and into the shower cube to open the water. “Because I think I need a steamy shower,” You swallow as you feel your insides twisting for a moment. “And I think you need one as well,” You could feel his front pressing to your back before you watch his him retracting his hand from the shower tap. Your breathing slows down as you feel his fingers curl into the shirt you wore, his knuckles brushing against your flushed skin as he begins pulling the shirt upwards. “Lift your arms,” You do as he says, and he removes the shirt, leaving you completely bare.

He takes a step back from you, and you hear him starting to remove his own clothes, but you stay unmoving, you could feel the wind blowing against you as he tossed his clothes towards the laundry basket before you felt his heat returning to your back and his hands gently grabbing your hips before guiding you into the shower. The door closes, and you feel the heat from the water immediately surrounding you and steam building up on the glass. His hands wrap around you and pull you flush against him before they slowly travel upwards and cup your breasts.

“What do you have in mind?” You ask. Zuho had told you when you became more comfortable around each other during sex that if you ever had the feeling and urge to want to touch yourself, to let him know about it and he would rush home to please you or even let you know if he couldn’t but wanted pictures or even an audio. He didn’t mind if you wanted to touch yourself, but he wanted to know about it, so he could let his imagination run wild.

“Hmm… We’ll see,” He mutters. You lean your head backwards against his shoulder and just feel what his hands and fingers are doing to you. His fingers keep playing with your nipples, and you swore that your skin was warmed than the water that was running over your body. A hand slides down your stomach, and he cups your mound before sliding his fingers over your folds and slowly rubbing along them. “Do you still want to deny touching yourself?”

“Fu-fuck… No, No, I didn’t touch myself, I was about to when you came home…” You quickly explain to him. You feel his lips touch the back of your neck and slowly brush along your skin as he moves his head towards your ear. “I missed you so much, and I…” His lips touch the shell of your ear and you immediately stop talking.

“You were being too needy to stop and message me,” He mutters into your ear, which immediately causes goosebumps to rise on your skin. “Maybe if you did, then you would know I was almost home,” His fingers pull your folds apart, and you hear the wet squelching sound of your wetness being pulled apart. “But now we can have some more fun,” His fingers slowly slide along your outer folds, sending heat to go through your body and more wetness to form at your entrance. “I know I’ve been busy lately, is that why you grew needy and forgot to let me know?”

“I… Juho…” You whimper. You curl your toes into the tiled shower floor and take in slow, deep breaths. “Y-yes…” You feel his fingers slip between your folds and rub along them, slowly collecting your juices onto his fingers and spreading them more over your pussy. “I needed you so badly, I imagined your hand.”

“Hmm, did you?” He asks. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, and you swear he could hear how loud it was beating. “That makes up for forgetting about me,” Your eyes shut as you keep feeling his lips brushing against the shell of your ear when he spoke along with his hot breath fanning over it. “Next time, I want to watch you touch yourself, show me how you do it when you miss me so much,” Your pussy twitches at his words.

“Y-yes,” You stutter. He pushes the hell of his hand against your mound, pushing your hips backwards and making you feel his growing bulge. “Fucking, fuck…” Your mind spins at the feeling of his cock pressing against your asscheeks. “Juho…” His fingers rub your inner folds, and you could feel a tightness growing inside you.

“I have to say, you, coming out to greet me in nothing but just my shirt, it’s a highlight for me,” He says. Shivers go up and down your spine, and you try to listen to what he has to say. “Maybe for a week you can come and greet me like that when I come home, hmm?” You bite the inside of your cheeks and try to process his words with your mind, which was slowly getting lost in the pleasurable feelings. “What do you think?”

“Yes, yes, I’ll do it,” You say. “Only for you,” He smiles against your ear before dipping his head a little lower. “Only because I love you so much,” His lips touch your neck just below your ear, and you feel yourself practically melt. “Oh, oh, OH!” You squeeze your legs together as you feel his fingers circling your clit, it was already aching to be touched and now that it finally was getting attention, you shut your legs around his hand.

“Sweetheart, spread your legs, otherwise I can’t make you feel good,” He says in such a sweet tone. You take in a deep breath before slowly stepping your legs further apart. “Good girl,” The word makes your clit twitch, and he feels it, which makes him smirk at the effect he had over you. “My good girl,” His fingers slide over your clit, and you feel a heat slowly making its way up your legs.

“Ohh, my… Oh, fucking fuck,” You breathe out. He was slowly rubbing your clit, just slow enough to tease you and slow enough for you to notice that the knot that was forming inside you was becoming tighter. “Juuhhoo,” You shut your eyes and try to focus on his fingers. “Fuck, Juho…” He rubs figure eights over the bundle of nerves, and you could feel your legs wanting to turn jelly. You could now hear your heart pounding in your own ears, surely he had to hear it also. “Juuuhhooo,” His other hand was massaging your boob, and you could feel your body reacting to everything he was doing to you. “Wall…” You feel him move you, and you lift your head to see you were now facing the glass wall. “Fucking…” You place one hand against it and slowly slide it upwards to try and keep yourself upright.

“Feeling good?” He asks. He rests his chin on your shoulder, and you feel his lips touching your neck and kisses on the spot over and over. You could feel yourself getting closer to a high.

“So good,” You mumble. Your fingers scratch at the glass as you try to hold onto it, but you knew there was nothing for you to grab. “Fuck, I’m going to…” You feel his finger moving faster and faster over your clit. “Juuhooo, fuck, fuck,” Your breathing picks up, and you squeeze your eyes shut again. “Juho!”

“Don’t cum yet…” He whispers. Your eyes shoot open, and he pulls his fingers away from your clit, so this was what he was going to do. You could feel your high slowly subsiding.

“Juuuhhooo, no, no, fuck,” You cry out. He kept his fingers away from your pussy for a few seconds before they returned. “Juho, don’t be mean, fuck…” He rubs around your clit before slowly sliding his fingers towards your entrance, you could hear your juices squelching as he does. “Fuuuck.”

“I’m not being mean,” He says. His fingers circle your entrance, and you feel your high slowly starting to build again. “I’m merely building you up to have such a mind-blowing orgasm in the shower,” You fight to keep your eyes from shutting. “And having a little fun doing it also,” He slips two digits into you and your jaw slacks.

“Ohhh, ohh,” You moan at the light stretch you felt from his fingers. He curls his fingers inside you and slowly pulls them out again and begins pumping them in and out of you. “Juuuhhooo…” He takes your nipple between his fingers and slowly rolls the bud between them, which causes shockwaves to go through your body and add to the tightening feeling inside you. “Fuck, Juho…” You feel his fingers pumping in and out of you faster and faster, and your clit gains a heartbeat as you were getting closer to your high.

“You sound so cute when you want to cum,” He coos into your ear before pulling his fingers from you completely. You reach behind you with your other hand and grab onto his hair, twisting your fingers into his soaked locks.

“Juhom pleeaaseee,” You whine. You could feel tears brimming in your eyes. “Pleeaaseee, fuck, fuck,” He chuckles in your ear and the sound sends a jolt down to your pussy. “Fuck, Juho, oh, my,” Your high subsides and within seconds you feel his fingers probing at your entrance before pushing three digits into your sopping hole. “JUHO!” The stretch causes your mind to spin and stars to begin forming behind your lids, your toes curl into the tiles, and you feel your muscles tightening. “Please, please, Juho, fuck.”

“Please, what?” He asks in a teasing tone. You felt like you were right on the edge, and you were desperate to get a release. “Use your words, tell me what you want,” Tears spill down your cheeks from the overwhelming feeling of the pleasure you were experiencing. Your body shakes with ecstasy and need.

“Juho… FUCK, please!” You cry out as you feel his fingers pumping in and out of you, the stretching feeling slowly subsides the more he pumps them in and out of you. “Let me cum, please, fuck!” His fingers slow down, and you grip onto his hair tighter while your other hand forms a fist. “Juuuhhoooo!”

“Do you deserve to cum, sweetheart?” His was low as he spoke into your ear. Your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids, and your walls clench around his fingers.

“I do, fuck, fuck, I do, Juuhooo,” You cry out. You wanted to cum so badly, and you hoped, and wished, that he would allow you to. “Fuck, please, Juho, I need to so badly, fuck!” Your back arches and you gasp as your front presses more against the cold glass, the heel of his palm presses into your clit, and it feels like a hot pleasure courses through your veins, setting every part of your being alight. “JUHO!” The tension inside you snaps and your mind feels light as it floats through the clouds of ecstasy. “JUUUUHHOOOOO!” His fingers pump in and out of you at a rapid pace, while the heel of his palm rubs over your clit.

“That’s it, make a mess on my hand,” He mutters into your ear. His fingers pull at you on your nipple, and you feel like he’s pulling right at your core before he releases, and it makes contact with the cold glass.

“FUCK, JUHO!” You scream out. Your head leans against the glass, and he could see your head rolling from one side to the other as you go through your high. “FUCK!” His lips press against the back of your shoulder, and he kisses his way to your spine, making sure to pay attention to your body’s movements. “Fuck… Juho…” You breathe heavily as you come down from your high. He slowly pulls his fingers from you, making you whimper at the friction, your hand releases his hair and your arm falls by your side.

“You did so good, sweetheart,” He whispers into your ear. You feel his warmth disappear and hear the water hitting his skin, you take a few deep breaths before uncurling your toes and slowly lowering your arm from the glass and turning around. A gasp leaves you as your warm back makes contact with the cold surface. He stood underneath the shower, the water runs down his body which makes you drop your eyes down to his hard cock, pre-cum drips from his cock and the sight makes your pussy clench in need. “Fuck, the sight of you…” He steps closer and places a hand on your hip, which immediately sends a jolt through your body.

“Put it in, fuck…” You say, not caring how desperate you sounded for his dick. “Please, the sight of you is making me even more needy,” He smirks and slides his hand down from your hip and over your thigh before moving it to the back of your thigh and lifting your leg upwards and hooking it over his elbow, spreading your pussy wide open for him.

“You have no idea how desperate I am to be inside you right now, either,” He says. You feel his cock slip between your folds before his length slides towards your entrance before the head was pushed into you. You push your head back against the glass wall and your jaw drops. “Ohh, oh, fuck… Fuck, so warm, you’re just sucking me right in,” His cock slowly stretches your walls and fills you, which makes you roll your eyes to the back of your head at the sensation that shoots up your spine.

“FUCK, Juho, oh, my fucking…” You blubber out. His free hand grips your waist before he snaps his hips forward, filling you with one swift movement. “JUHO!” It felt like the air got stuck in your throat from the thrust.

“Fuck, that felt good, you feel so good around me,” He mutters. His forehead presses against yours, and he stares into your eyes before his hips begin rolling into yours, his cock slowly slipping in and out of you with the movement. The sound of your wetness mixed with the water hitting the tiles fills the cubicle, and the glass seems to steam up more as the minutes tick by.

“Juho…” You whisper. You lift one hand and move it to the back of his head and twist your fingers into his hair, keeping eye contact with him. You could feel the intensity of the moment, the way his thrusts were slow and long to keep it going for a little longer. “Fuck, you… feel so good,” His cock was hitting all the right places inside you. “Fuck…” The sound of yours and his panting, moaning and groans echo off the bathroom walls. You could feel your insides tightening already as your high begins building again, you were extra sensitive with him edging you.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so well,” He groans. You watch his lids fluttering as he fights to keep them open and keep eye contact with you. “Milking me to fill your delicious pussy with my load,” Your walls clench down around him for a moment longer, and you feel a warmth travelling up your legs.

“Fuuuck,” You moan out. “Must you talk so dirty and get me to cum so quickly again?” You watch his lips twitch as a smile forms on them. “You really are so mean tonight,” Your other hand presses against the glass, and you try to use it as a way to hold on a little longer. “Fuck, Juho…” He pulls your hips towards him, and you feel his cock sliding into you at a different angle. “OH!” His pubic bone rubs against your clit, and you could feel yourself slowly slipping into another orgasm. “Juuuhhooooo,” He watches as your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids shut. “FUCK!”

“You look so beautiful when you’re about to come undone for me,” He mutters. His own eyes shut as he feels his balls tightening and his high nearing. “Fuck…” He tries to keep his thrusts slow, but it was becoming harder with your walls pulsing around him. “Keep doing that…”

“Juho, oh my fucking gosh,” You mumble out. Your muscles stiffen before a sudden relief washes over you. “JUHO!” He feels your release spilling around his cock before it trickles over his balls and drips to the tiled floor. “OH, MY FUCK!” Your fingers claw at the glass wall as you try to hold onto something. His hips move faster at the sound of your moans and cries for him, urging him to chase after his high. “FUCK!”

“Just like that, keep doing that,” He mutters. His grip on your hips tighten as his hips stutter for a moment, he was becoming desperate for his own orgasm, and just hearing you moan for him because of him was making his mind spin. “Fuck, fuck…” Your juices spatter onto the inside of your thighs with how quickly he was thrusting into you.

“JUHO, SHIT!” You cry out. Your body felt light as you go through your high, and the feeling was absolutely blissful. “Shit, shit, shit, OH!” His pubic bone continues to brush against your clit with his thrusts, it was easing you through your high while also sending shockwaves through your body. His thrusts become sloppy, and you hear low grunts coming from him.

“Hmm, uhmm, fuck,” He groans out. His hips suddenly snap forward, which makes you gasp at the sudden harshness, but then you realize he had come undone and was spilling his load into you. “FUCK, Fuck, Yyyy/nnnn,” You feel his hot breath fanning over your lips as you were coming down from your high.

“Fuck, Juho… Yes, fuck,” You breathe out. Your grip on his hair loosens and you buck your hips forward to help him through his high, you repeat the movement as you rock your hips into his, making him groan at how good it felt.

“Fuck, so good, so, ohhh,” He moans. His grip on your hips loosens as he begins to calm down, he slowly lowers your leg before pressing his body against yours to keep you upright against the wall and his head drops to the crook of your neck. You open your eyes as you take in a deep breath, your thoughts slowly calming down and your breath evening out. He breathes heavily into your neck before it slowly begins to calm down. “Are you okay?”

“Hmm,” You hum, playing with the wet hair on the back of his neck. “All okay,” Your tone was just above a whisper as you spoke. “And you, are you okay?” He lifts his head from the crook of your neck and looks at you.

“I’m all good,” He says. “You weren’t in pain earlier, with the edging, right?” You could see the concern in his eyes as he looks at you.

“No, no, it was okay,” You say. He nods his head, he knew that in the past when you had tried edging yourself that you would end up in pain, and sometimes when he did it. “It was all okay today,” He nods his head before slowly stepping back.

“Then let me clean you,” He says. He pulls you underneath the water, and you let out a low moan as you feel the warmth of the water running over your skin. “And then pamper you and our kids,” You smile and nod your head as you reach for the soap and his washcloth.

“Then let me clean you also, so we can finish faster,” You say. He warmly smiles at you before reaching for your soap and cloth.

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Bittersweet Memories

Summary: Sometimes, you have to go back to the place it all began, to relive what once was. Pairing: Baek Juho x OC Genre: Angst, One-Shot, Collab/Event Tropes: Fantasy!AU, Faun!idol, tennyo!OC, strangers to lovers to strangers Word Count: 1.3K Contains: circular storytelling, flashbacks (anything italicized is a flashback), one mention of suggestive content (no details), lots of angst A/N: Fantasy, I apologize in advance for what I've done to the poor sweetheart. This was what instantly came to mind when presented with the Mocha Madness event. Also, Ceres is a likeness to the titular character of an anime I adored way back in middle school titled Ayashi No Ceres.

"Can I get a mochaccino, Cupid?" The faun man orders as calmly as usual, adding, "Make it a double. I need a pick-me-up."

After placing the coins on the counter, Zuho makes his way to his usual table. Pulling his chair out, he sits down, carefully swinging his tail behind him to avoid sitting on it. Placing an elbow on the dark mahogany table, he rests his chin on his palm as he stares at the empty chair in front of him, zoning out into his own little world.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

Hearing a shy but angelic voice, he lifts his head to see her. More beautiful than most creatures who frequent the cafe, her long, healthy black hair flowing freely down her back and her beautiful blue silk kimono makes her appear heavenly to the lone faun sitting nearby. Seeing Zuho's gaze on the newcomer, Cupid points the lady in his direction and suggests him as a kind regular.

Thanking Cupid and paying for her drink, the captivating stranger approaches Zuho and asks whether she could sit with him. Moving his latte closer to himself, he motions to the chair as words betray him by failing to leave his lips entirely.

"Thank you. I hear you're a regular. I'm new around here and qould love a guide, if you're so willing."

"Sure, I would be happy to help. My name is Zuho."

Shining a smile that can cure any ailments, she responds, "Nice to meet you, Zuho. My name is Cerea. I'm a tennin - or a tennyo, more specifically - and I've wanted to roam earth for a bit now but was scared. It's nice to know somebody is willing to help lead me in good directions."

"A tennyo - no wonder you're so beautiful. I'm a faun, as you may be able to guess." He gestures around himself to show off his horns, tail, and hooves. "Although I'm often confused for a satyr since we're distant cousins in looks."

As he learns more about Ceres, he finds that her beauty goes beyond her style and appearance. Feeling her kindness in every word, Zuho befriends her quickly, establishing the next time to meet.

"Here you go, Zu." Cupid places the glass mug in front of the faun, bringing him back to reality momentarily.

"Thanks, Cupid. I really need it today."

Patting the man on the back, Cupid returns to the counter with hopes that the strength of the drink will help his friend return to his usual chipper self.

As he takes a sip, Zuho remembers the day he began dating Ceres - a time now as bittersweet in his mind as the drink hitting his tongue.

For the first time, they meet outside of the cafe. Bringing Zuho to a nice, calm meadow outside of the city, Ceres beams over the idea of enjoying one another's company out in nature.

Most of the date, they sit next to each other on the grass silently, gazing at the flowers swaying in the light wind or viewing the clouds floating lazily against the azure sky. After a while, Zuho turns to admire Ceres.

Feeling his gaze after a few minutes, Ceres turns towards him. His loving eyes bring a soft smile to her lips. Her dark hair contrasting the colorful surroundings, Zuho brushes a loose strand behind her shoulder, letting it sway in the wind alongside the flowers.

"Ceres," He starts, his gaze shifting around her. "Would you like to date?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Ceres leans in, cupping her partner's face to kiss his nose in acceptance.

Putting the cup back onto the table, Zuho feels the tears welling up in his throat. Bending forward and placing his forehead next to the glass, the faun's tail swipes furiously behind him as his emotions overwhelm him. Looking on from the counter, Cupid feels the pang of heartbreak seep into his heart, remembering how well the couple got along until yesterday's incident. As Zuho lets his tears fall onto the wood, a montage of happy moments runs through his mind, only to be squashed by the memory of yesterday.

Kissing feels like visiting heaven. Her hugs are a warm embrace, even on the coldest winter days. A smile in his direction brightens his whole day. Her voice rings in his ears like his favorite bard's most uplifting tune, her laugh like the twinkling bells that ding in the markets.

Zuho is head over hooves for Ceres.

She feels the same way - it's obvious to everyone around them, even if she never says so. Heavens forbid, she even debates herself silently on whether or not to give him her celestial robes to take him as her husband. As far as anyone can see, this tennyo and faun are a representation of the truest form of love. The bards have written songs based on their shows of affection, the scholars have noted their actions for future generations to look upon as proof of love's existence. As innocent as the two of them are, planning to propose to one another in a worthwhile way without letting the other catch on to their schemes, the entire city supports them at this point. Everyone felt their love brighten the town.

It was all going splendidly until one day ago - the day tragedy struck. As Ceres bathes in a secluded pond, preparing herself to hand over her robes, but those exact robes are stolen from the branch she placed them upon. In a massive fit of jealousy, a lonely goblin learned about the tennin conditions for marriage and took it upon himself to snatch the opportunity to secure an eye-catching bride.

Despite outrage from everyone in the city, Ceres cannot disobey the laws of her kind. Bawling her eyes out, she begrudgingly follows the goblin to his home. Zuho, upon learning of the travesty, follows, losing sanity as he begs and pleads at their feet. He offers up anything and everything he owns to the goblin in a desperate attempt to earn the hagoromo for himself, but the goblin doesn't budge - rather, he enjoys seeing the faun dirtying his fur to beg him for the item.

He slams the door to his small abode in Zuho's face with an evil smile. Unable to muster the energy to return to the city, Zuho stays on the ground for hours and hears them finalize the marriage. With that final step complete, Zuho feels his heart snap into a million pieces, falling upon the loose dirt in front of the home.

As his tears slow, he wonders whether he stalled too long to ask Ceres to marry him. At this point, he feels as if the gods must be spiting him for some reason. Wondering what he could've done to deserve the torture he received, he lifts his head from the table to see a cookie sitting on a napkin next to his drink. He looks over to Cupid, who is busy cleaning mugs. Silently thanking his friend, he wipes away the remaining tears and takes a big bite of the cookie.

Although certain he hasn't had one before, the cookie tastes oddly familiar - sweet with touches of familiar magic mixed into the cinnamon and sugar. He closes his eyes as he takes another bite, savoring the flavor in an attempt to identify the source of the familiarity.

Suddenly, an all too familiar voice graces his ears. As if he traveled back in time, he opens his eyes to find Ceres talking to Cupid at the counter, in the same blue silk from the first time he laid eyes on her. Even the cookie has disappeared from his hand, and the mocha is replaced by a latte.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

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Not A Competition (Maybe) ✧ l.jy & b.jh

Pairing: Lee Jaeyoon x f!reader x Baek Juho Genre: smut Summary: It's hard having two hot best friends because sometimes you just can't choose - and sometimes you don't have to. Not that it makes things any easier when they have a challenge to settle. Word count: 4.9k Warnings: oral (f and m receiving), dry humping

If someone told you the plans you had for tonight few months ago, you’d laugh in their face. But as you stand in front of the mirror and check your appearance, you can’t help but feel excited. The feeling thrums under your skin and threatens to invade your mind and set it on one and only track… which is bound to happen sooner rather than later anyway.

You hate to be yet another example of how men and women can’t be just friends - because they can - but sometimes it just doesn’t end there. And who could blame you with friends like yours?

You’ve known Jaeyoon and Juho for most of your life. They are your closest and most trusted friends. You’d die for them. And apparently, you’d also spread your legs for them - a fun fact you’ve all come to find some time back while playing a drunken game of spin the bottle.

Who’s idea was that anyway?

Not that it matters - the result stays the same: you, waiting in your room for them to let themselves into your home and find you, already impatient to see them, touch them, feel them, all in such a new context.

"Oh you naughty, naughty girl," Juho growls into your ear, his hands possessively gripping your hips. You jump, you’ve not heard him enter. Despite your impatience, one look at the clock tells you he's early - and he’s not the only one.

There’s a whistle and your eyes shoot up, meeting Jaeyoon’s. He’s smirking, nothing like his usual sweet smile - now there’s a predatory quality to the expression as he takes in your barely covered body.

While this has been on the table for some time now, you haven’t quite expected it happening anytime soon, much less today. You'd think there would be a special occasion, something you could expect and prepare for days in advance. Not an exchange of nervous but heated glances and agreement to meet at yours after work. Then again, you don’t think you’d ever be really prepared. 

You squeeze your thighs together. It doesn’t escape either of their attention, what with the pathetic excuse for coverage you’re wearing.

“So that’s what you’ve been doing in the mall alone,” he wonders aloud, stepping closer to inspect the white lace under your breasts, "I let you out of my sight for a second and this happens…"

It was meant to be a surprise and an experiment. It was surprisingly hard to shake off Juho during your little outing just days prior, but your effort seems to have paid off. You’ve had a feeling at least one of them would appreciate it, even if you haven’t really planned for… well, honestly all of this, still in denial. At least you can now compare their reactions in real time.

The whole lingerie set is white and lacy and most importantly - transparent. There are a few straps around your hips and thighs. Although you doubt they’ll survive the night with how rough Juho’s playing with them already, pulling on them until they’re about to snap. Jaeyoon meanwhile drinks you in and you can see the lust clouding his gaze as he steps closer but doesn’t touch you just yet. You want him to.

“Surprise?” you smile at him while melting into the younger man’s touch. Juho presses your back against his front and you feel how hard he’s getting against the curve of your ass. It’s flattering. His hands stroke your front, thumbs running along the line of your pelvis but the rest of his fingers creep dangerously close to your core.

Jaeyoon’s hands don’t stay off your body for too long either. His hand hovers over your barely covered nipples until one slender finger touches your skin and begins circling around the sensitive nub. You gasp, arching into his touch. You haven’t expected you’d be this sensitive and that the lace and his gentle touch would feel so good. His free hand grips your neck, pushing you more into Juho’s chest. The black haired man hums in satisfaction, nibbling on your ear. His fingers inch closer to your center where you need them but Jaeyoon stops him before he can touch you there.

“Do you think we can make her cum without taking these off?” he wonders aloud, smirking at the shock that flashes across your face.

Juho caresses your lace-covered abdomen, so close yet so far from where you need him, and you feel the smirk in his voice. “I don't care, but I bet I can make her cum better than you - clothes or not.”

You wanna tell him that there was no mention of a competition - because there was not. Because you know how competitive they can get under the right circumstances. You silently plead with Jaeyoon, too caught off guard to give him your best puppy eyes but you know he knows what you want to tell him. 

“You’re on,” he smirks at his friend over your shoulder and, as if mocking you, kisses your forehead. He doesn’t pull away, instead he leans closer. His thumb flicks over your nipple and he shushes you when you softly moan. “You know we’ll treat you right, don’t you?”

You nod immediately. You trust them both, and you know that they wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt you or put you into (too much) distress. 

��Use your words, baby,” Juho’s voice rumbles right next to your ear. His fingers tease over the flimsy fabric, only ever barely brushing against your slit before they retreat again. “We’ll need you to speak tonight. It’s important and we can’t read your mind.”

“Let us hear you,” Jaeyoon whispers into your skin. As if to give you the space to think about it, his hands fall to your waist while Juho’s settle on your hips. Before they can step away too, you reach out for both of them, pulling them back close by their clothes. You lick your lips.

“I know, I trust you - both of you,” you nod again, smiling first at the man in front of you and then turning your head back, “I want this too. Just be gentle?”

“We always spoil you,” Juho pouts, propping his chin on your shoulder. He pulls you back to his body. Only now do you process the difference between your almost naked state and the fully clothed them.

“You’re in good hands,” Jaeyoon confirms, cupping your cheek and rubbing the apple of it with his thumb, “We already said we’d take good care of you.”

“Really? ‘Cause all I heard was I’d be the victim of your competition,” you quirk a brow at him. The man behind you chuckles and presses his lips to the side of your neck. It catches you off guard, again, and makes you gasp. The brunette in front of you takes full advantage of it as his hand slides down to your jaw and he teases your lower lip with his thumb. He leaves it there even as you lick it with the tip of your finger.

“Not a victim, more like the prize,” he corrects and Juho behind you hums in agreement, “If you enjoy it, you might let us do it again, right?”

You hate him and his stupid grin. Hate the way his cheeks make it look so cute as if he isn’t about to keep you up all night - and share you with one of his best friends. Then again, putting it that way might be unfair to Juho, who has about the same virtually non-existent claim on you as Jaeyoon does.

“I mean it, Jae,” you say and they both turn their attention to what you’re saying, alarmed by the badly hidden urgency in your voice, “You can do what you want, just don’t push me too far.”

It’s a strange feeling, to be hugged and held by two men at the same time, but you also find that it’s comforting. These are your friends, after all, and they always will be - regardless of what’s going to happen in the next couple hours. 

“We just told you,” one of them says, and you’re ashamed to admit that you’re too distracted by their reassuring touches to identify the voice, “We’ll take good care of you.”

And then you’re pulled and pushed, all so gently like they’re just a breeze guiding your body, on the bed. You fall down, cushioned by Jaeyoon’s body under yours. Juho’s hot on your back, holding himself above both of you. Your thighs squeeze around Jaeyoon’s body. Maybe you like being caged in, being crowded by the two of them. If Juho didn’t notice the twitch of your body, Jaeyoon’s smirk told him everything he needed to know. When he dips his head down and his breath fans over your neck, you know you’re in trouble as shivers shake your entire body.

“What a nice position you've gotten yourself into,” Juho taunts. His hands come to your hips and help you straddle his friend properly. You bite down on your lip when your core brushes against Jaeyoon’s bulge. The man himself admires your body with hooded eyes. His hands slide up your thighs. Before you can do much, Juho’s grip tightens and he guides your movements. You curse under your breath. The rough denim feels so good in combination with your silky lingerie, and the deep breath the man under you takes makes you want to be in control. You want to play with him like they plan to play with you.

“Getting ahead of ourselves, are we?” Juho tsks, gently slowing down your efforts.

“Oh, come on,” you groan, rolling your eyes, “Look at him. Tell me you don’t want to tease him.”

He gives you an unimpressed look - much like the disbelieving scoff that leaves Jaeyoon’s lips.

“Not really,” Juho shrugs, “But I want to see you have fun. Let me help.” 

This time it's the brunette who's surprised. You’re allowed to move as you want and you use it against the older male. His hands grip your thighs tighter while Juho’s lips attach to your neck. You grind against Jaeyoon’s crotch with his friend’s help. His hands push your hips down, adding pressure - and pleasure - from time to time, driving you crazy. Maybe, just maybe, you’re starting to get a little needier than you expected you would because suddenly the idea of them taking turns with you the whole night doesn't sound quite so bad.

Jaeyoon’s fingers massage the flesh of your thighs in a vain attempt to ground himself. It's not near enough stimulation to ground his hips into yours but it’s obvious that it's enough for you - and honestly that's hotter than he would admit. He loves watching as you try to quieten your moans without any success. And knowing he doesn't even have to get naked to make you soaked on his cock boosts his ego immensely. Your breathing turns into stuttering gasps as your climax approaches and an almost ticklish sensation spreads through your body. 

Your fingers twitch and tighten in Jaeyoon’s shirt. Juho sucks mark after mark on your neck and you find you like it. You want him to mark you and make you his, and you want to demand that Jaeyoon covers those marks with his own. You whimper at the thought, grounding your hips against his without caring about anything but making yourself come. They help you through it, Jaeyoon by stroking your thighs and bucking his hips against yours and Juho showers you with praise and his thumbs draw comforting circles on your overstimulated skin. It's only when you get your breathing under control that they talk.

“So that’s a pretty good one for me, right?” the smirk is unconcealable in Juho’s voice.

“I think our pretty girl came on my cock, so that one’s on me - what do you think?” Jaeyoon turns their attention to you. You groan, allowing your body to slump forward and rest on his chest. 

“This again?” you sigh, your mind still reeling from your orgasm and the overwhelming feeling of your friend’s hard cock pressed snuggly against your core.

“Why not?” he chuckles, tapping your ass playfully.

“Why yes?” you counter.

“Whoever gets more orgasms out of you gets to keep you?” Juho jokes, and even though his voice is anything but serious, you can’t help the way your body reacts.

“Oh?” Jaeyoon laughs when he feels you squirm on his lap. 

“Shut up,” you punch his shoulder, but before you can tell him off, you’re being lifted and thrown on the bed next to him. You squeal, unused to this kind of treatment from their side.

Turns out they won’t have mercy on you now that they’ve apparently decided to roll with the joke and apparently turn it into today’s concept. 

“Wait! Ju-” you’re too late when you finally notice Juho kneeling in front of the bed, pulling your body towards him. Your mind blanks out when he licks through your folds covered by the soaked-through excuse for fabric you’re wearing. 

“That was a pretty sound,” Jaeyoon coos, turning on his side to lay next to you. He fixes your hair - a completely pointless gesture but whatever, his fingers feel nice as they brush against your scalp.

“And she’s delicious too,” Juho hums, licking his lips before diving in again. You feel how drenched your panties are, getting wetter by the second with his saliva. You whimper, one hand fisting in his hair and the other, unsurprisingly, in Jaeyoon’s shirt. At least before he takes your hand and brings it to his lips. If his goal was to make you lose your mind, he’s succeeding. The animalistic hunger with which Juho’s devouring your cunt is balanced by the tenderness of Jaeyoon’s lips on your skin.

The man between your thighs attacks your clit with deadly precision. If only there wasn’t the fabric in the way of his passionate assault. Juho doesn’t seem to mind it too much, though. Actually, it seems to be the opposite. His teeth tug at the flimsy piece, teasing at how easily it could be ripped apart. Like he can’t get enough of the faux innocence.

“Take it off,” you beg. You go as far as easing your grip on his hair for the sake of running your fingers through it instead. He likes when you do that - hopefully enough to listen to you now. He chuckles, suckling on your covered clit just to make you whine and trash around as much as Jaeyoon and his own hold allow you.

“Where would be the fun in that? And there’s the challenge too,” he scolds, leaving a trail of wet, messy kisses on your inner thigh. You wanna tell him exactly where they can both stick their fucking competition. And you want to tell them (again) that you’re not some kind of toy they can just use to boost their egos… but Juho’s tongue is very persuasive. You hate it as much as you love it.

Whatever smart remark you had prepared gets drowned out by your moans as he swipes his tongue side-to-side on your clit, flicks it with the tip of his wet muscle. And even those sounds get muffled when Jaeyoon crashes his lips against yours. You kiss him back eagerly, letting him swallow all your cries. He sucks on your tongue while Juho does so on your clit and it’s so good it makes tears well up in your eyes.

It’s a little surprising that Juho’s as skilled with his tongue on your pussy as he is when he’s spitting raps. He licks long stripes, wiggling the muscle along your slit and dragging the fabric along the line of each movement, before shifting his attention on your clit with gentle short flicks of his tongue. It makes your toes curl and eyes shut close, your breathing gets erratic and you fidget with your hands - you want to both push him away and pull him closer. You want to mark Jaeyoon’s chest with your nails, leave scratches for everyone to see and wonder.

That’s when Juho returns to the long and slow licks and you moan. It’s a pattern now, he’s been toying with you for what feels like eternity and if his smirk is any indication, he’s pretty proud of himself too. You want to pull his hair and force him to make you come again. Jaeyoon seems impatient for his turn to do a number on you too, but even so he’s not helping. Asshole. You wanna mock him for settling with basically fucking your mouth with his tongue but you don’t. Your mouth is full. You can’t really speak.

Your breathing calms again now that Juho’s allowing you to catch your breath but the moaning still lingers at the end of each sigh that’s allowed to get past your lips. You cry out when he suddenly sucks the bundle of nerves into his mouth again.

“I think she likes my mouth more,” Juho purrs, licking his wet lips. He pulls away, head resting against your inner thigh. He looks as smug as you’ve ever seen him. You’re about to tell him off when you feel a single finger circle the fabric covering your entrance. You moan his name. How could you miss that he’s about to do that? You won’t last like this, not with how his thumb is expertly rubbing circles on your abused clit.

“Just wait when I have my way with her,” Jaeyoon growls, his hand slides up from your waist and gropes at your chest and he twists your lace-covered nipple and - fuck you need someone inside you right now and you don’t care which one it’s going to be.

“Please,” you beg, swallowing the rest of your words so you don’t choke on them or saliva as Juho’s finger pushes in as much as the material of your panties allows. Who the fuck came up with keeping you in the ligerie? You’re going to strangle him. 

“Just a little more, you can cum for me, right?” his voice drops lower while he watches your twitching form in awe. Reduced to a teary-eyed mess by his tongue and fingers. Your thighs are spasming around him and not even the distraction Jaeyoon provides by kissing you breathless and playing with your tits can take your full attention off him. It’s an addictive feeling.

“M-more,” you demand and it’s such a cute view that he indulges you. His lips wrap around your clit again and it’s not long before you’re trying to suffocate him with your thighs, jerking away from his hungry mouth. You’re chanting his name, your hand threatens to tear a bald spot on his scalp but he doesn’t mind at all. It’s cute how easily he can overstimulate you as a revenge. Only when you start babbling softly and pushing him away does he relent and pulls away. 

He lies down on the other side of you and is immediately pulled into a kiss that tastes like you on your tongue. Jaeyoon rubs his hands along your sides and arms, his head resting in the crook of your neck. He’s so warm, a grounding presence with all his tender touches.

“You still okay?” he asks, nosing along your throat.

“Yeah,” you laugh breathily, “We only just started, right?” Despite saying that, you do feel the effect they have on your body - your waning strength and patience, and still your growing curiosity and insatiability.

“Don’t say that twice,” Juho warns, pushing his lips against yours in a rough kiss. Jaeyoon meanwhile pulls away to move you higher on the bed so that he could place himself between your thighs once he rids himself of his clothes.

You don’t have much time to admire his perfectly sculpted body or his angry red cock before he slaps it against your clit and lies it down between your folds. He gives you a mean smirk.

“N-no, no, please,” you wanna cry and you wanna punch him. Maybe you should’ve expected this.

Jaeyoon only shushes you as he pulls on the fabric of your ruined panties and pushes them to the side so he can slide his cock right inside. He rubs the head of his cock on your swollen clit. Honestly, he also wants to just fuck into you finally - you’re so wet, and he knows he’d fill you up so good, you’d fit so right around his cock. But there will be enough time for that later.

“Jae, honey, please,” you turn to begging again and your wet eyes are almost enough to make him give you what you both want. Juho and his challenging smirk ruins it all for you, however.

“Just one more, baby,” Jaeyoon promises, stroking up and down your thighs, “Just one more and we’ll give you what you want.”

“Yeah?” you have to cling to the hope he’s not lying or you’ll really lose it. Jaeyoon smiles, his eyes briefly meeting Juho’s, before he looks at you and nods.

“Promised we’d spoil you,” Juho reassures, his fingers stroking along your jaw and neck, “You just have to wait for it.”

Waiting is the last thing you want to do. Your patience is thinning fast and they’re not helping.

First there’s Juho and his fingers that caress all over your sensitive throat and sometimes accidentally brush against your lips and pull away before you can do anything. And then, of course, there’s Jaeyoon. Jaeyoon and his stupid heavy, hot, leaking cock dripping all over your folds and into your already soaked underwear.

You feel his every pulsing vein, each of the ridges an explosion of pleasure. He ruts his hips into yours and he’s barely keeping his grunts at bay. His hands are all over you, squeezing, grabbing. How come you still don’t have enough? If you were left to your own devices, you’d have long since finished the, let’s say, session. But trapped between these two, you want more. Always more. Maybe you really are greedy.

“Jae, fuck,” you cry out as he purposely teases your entrance with his cock, “Please, need it bad.”

“Begging won’t help, baby,” he chuckles, “Cum for me and I’ll consider it.”

“Ju…” you change your tactic immediately. That earns you a switch from teasing your gushing hole back to your clit. He sets his jaw, the only sign he’s affected as much as you are, even if you’re more vocal about it. 

“What is it, love?” the man next to you asks, purring right into your ear. The nickname makes you whimper and clench around nothing.

You reach for him, for the hem of his shirt before sliding your hand lower. You palm him through his pants, bucking your hips into Jaeyoon’s when he curses. He’s as hot and heavy in your hand as Jaeyoon is between your legs. Your mouth waters and you muster enough strength to turn your head and look him in the eyes. In the next second, his lips are on yours and you moan into the kiss.

“Calm down, shit,” Jaeyoon pushes your hips back down where you’ve arched from the bed. He holds you steady and keeps grinding against you. The friction is perfect and everything you could ask for - but you want more. You don’t care about your climax, you just want something - someone - inside of you. And since Jaeyoon’s made it clear he won’t give you what you want…

“Ju… I need you,” you bat your lashes at him, leaning closer to kiss the man slowly, deeply.

“Give out pretty baby what she wants,” the man teasing you acknowledges with a scoff.

“But can she handle it?” Juho wonders aloud against your lips.

“Yeah, please, I can, please,” you’re nearly whimpering, because with every little sound your dearest friend jerks his hips up and makes sparks of pleasure dance all over your skin. It’s so cruel of him; the way he lets his cock slip down to your entrance, to gather your wetness on the head of his dick without putting it in like you fucking asked, before he returns to humping your drenched cunt and panties.

“Give it to her,” Jaeyoon coos, but there’s a strain in his voice, “She asked so nicely.”

“That she did,” Juho purrs, kissing you one last time. You chase after his lips once he pulls away. He’s not going far though, merely getting up to quickly pull off his clothes. You lick your lips, eyes glued to the glistening tip of his cock. 

It’s not long before you’re trying to squirm out of Jaeyoon’s hold and crawl over to Juho’s lap. But the former holds you steady and close and doesn’t stop his abuse on your cunt - much to your pleasure because you don’t want to get away from the stimulation. Juho doesn’t have to say a word for you to part your lips and suck his length into his mouth once he gets within your reach.

“Impatient,” he hisses, his hand fisting in your hair and holding you still.

“Can you blame her? Don’t you hear how wet she is?” as if to prove his point, Jaeyoon presses his hand atop your wet panties and a loud squelching sound can be heard through the room. You feel your face turn red with shame, but the only place you can hide is Juho’s body. So you impale yourself deeper even if he’s about to pull your hair out. 

“Yeah, fuck, her mouth ’s good,” he slurs and if you looked up, you could appreciate the pretty way his eyelashes flutter and his jaw hangs open. If only Jaeyoon would stop blinding you with mind-numbing pleasure. 

He doesn’t. And you suck on Juho’s dick with each sharp thrust of his friend’s hips. You feel the thighs of the man in front of you tremble under your hands and you plead with him, forcing yourself to open your eyes despite the few tears slipping out, to let go. He curses when it registers what you’re asking for. The vibrations of your desperate whines go straight into his dick. He’s more than ready, excited, to oblige. 

With one of your friends fucking your mouth and the other rutting between your folds and teasing your clit, you’re on cloud nine. Your brain is turning into mush. Jaeyoon makes you feel so good and in turn you’re happy to spread the pleasure. Although with the way Jaeyoon’s dick is twitching between your panties and your wetness, he’s far from unaffected. And Juho’s so heavy and fits so perfectly into your mouth that you wanna cry. Maybe you do, all you know is you’re suckling on him and that he’s pushing himself into your throat with deep grunts. 

Yet your body keeps trying to escape the pleasure. It’s too much and you want more but you’re also too stimulated, it’s too much too fast. And still not enough. You feel the muscles of your abdomen tightening, the tension rising until it snaps. 

You don’t hear Juho’s rushed swearing and growls as you swallow and choke around him, nor do you notice how fast Jaeyoon pulls away while he’s still able to stop. For a while, you feel nothing at all except the waves of your high washing over you, leaving you spent. There’s your own deafening heartbeat in your ears, white spots dancing across your vision, your skin feels on fire. The only relief is something cold passing over your stomach and chest that carefully avoids your sensitive breasts.

It’s Jaeyoon’s hand, you find once you come to. 

“Hey, lovely,” he smiles at you. He’s lying by your side again, Juho mirroring his position on your other side. It’s honestly the best place you’ve ever found yourself in, between your two pretty best friends. You feel Juho’s fingers in your hair and you lean into his touch gratefully.

“Hey,” you hum, turning your head back to Jaeyoon to give him a long kiss. Then you turn to the other side and repeat the process with Juho.

Their hands caress, their movements slow and comforting. Both of them carefully avoid any sensitive areas so as not to overstimulate you. The kisses they give are soft and gentle too, their tongues soothing over your tender lips. It makes you feel safe, cared for, which you suppose is their goal after all.

“Had fun?” Juho asks, pecking your lips once more. You nod with another happy sound and sigh. “Who made you cum better?” 

You roll your eyes, heaving a long, exasperated sound. “No comment.”

They laugh, reassuring you that they can wait for you to consider it, let it all settle in your mind. But as they talk, something else bubbles up in your brain.

“But you didn’t…” you frown, looking between the two of them. They share a look and smirk. You’re not sure if the goosebumps on your arms are because of excitement or worry.

“Oh, baby,” Jaeyoon coos, and Juho finishes the sentence: “Did you think we’re finished? We’re just giving you a little timeout so you don’t break.”

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[chanis-banani]

Hellooo, could I request making out with SF9 when you get a sec? Thanks

Note: I wasn't sure which format to go with for this request and I've been sitting on it for a while. Eventually I decided to go with headcanons for different kisses for each member. I hope you like it! :) Note 2: Thank you @lost-inthedream for helping me brainstorm

Genre: suggestive - minors dni!

Contains: marking, wall-pushing, teasing, gentle biting

Youngbin - hungry kisses

There's something about his kisses, a certain kind of despair, as if he needs your touch to survive

This man is such a hungry kisser. He just wants to eat you up. He will lay his hand in the back of your neck and wrap his remaining arm tightly around you, almost like a snake

Once you start making out, you can never give him enough. He's always so hungry for more. It's almost like you're his oxygen and when you pull away he nearly struggles to breathe

Sometimes he'll lay down on his back and pull you on top of him so he can hold you tightly against his chest while you make out

This position also allows him to stroke his fingers through your hair and rub circles on your back

The way he kisses you is almost like he's giving you a taste of something more... Like he's hinting to other things he could do with his mouth

Inseong - spontaneous kisses

He likes to leave little pecks on your lips and cheeks out of nowhere

Very gentle with you. Most of the time his kisses will be rather soft and cute

Will tenderly cup your face and stroke your cheeks with his thumbs when he kisses you

When you're doing simple stuff together, like putting the groceries away, he will often distract you with a short, sweet kiss on the lips or forehead

Also leaves a lot of kisses on the back of your neck and top of your head every time he walks by

And when you stay over for the night, be prepared to be woken up with more of his cute kisses

He usually gives you quick little pecks, so sometimes after he kisses you, you have to pull him back to get more

But he also shows a bit of a cocky attitude at times, making cheesy remarks in between kisses

Jaeyoon - playful kisses

Such a tease in everything he does

He will hold you tightly against him, kissing you with an almost overwhelming passion

And then, just when you're getting completely into it, he pulls away with a big smirk on his lips, knowing how needy you can get when he interrupts you like this

He likes to see how your lips become red and swollen when he kisses them

He loves nothing more than to see your reaction to the things he does to you

Will definitely place his leg between yours and use it to apply some pressure to your sensitive area

Wants to make you squirm and ask for more and he won't be satisfied until you're nearly trembling in his arms

If for whatever reason, you'd want to rile him up even more, you have to say little praises against his lips

Dawon - sloppy kisses

A very horny kisser. Even the slightest peck on the lips can sometimes be enough to make him hard. Let alone having a full-on makeout session with tongue.

Even if the kiss starts out nice and gentle, he gets carried away so easily

He'll place his hands on your cheeks or neck to pull you close while he makes out with you, pulling you in for an even deeper kiss

Doesn't mind at all if things get a little sloppy. In fact, he likes it that way and might just make a mess on purpose

Like when you pull away from each other and he looks at your lips to see that they are glistening from his saliva

Even if it's a little filthy, it just makes him so so hungry for more...

And to make things even worse, he has the terrible tendency to grind against you every time you make out

Needless to say, almost every time you kiss him, it quickly escalates

Zuho - dangerous kisses

Making out with Zuho can be a dangerous game. He doesn't need much provocation to push you against a wall.

Don't even think about biting his lip unless you enjoy having a hand on your throat

Seriously, it's very dangerous to mess with him. Every time you try anything to rile him up, no matter how small, he takes it as an opportunity to mess with you

After all, there's nothing he loves more than to tease you right back

He might refrain from kissing you completely, only to let his tongue travel along your neck instead while you entertain him with your squirming and whimpering

While Dawon tends to escalate into more than just making out, Zuho is an expert at making you want more, without giving it to you

Once he has you where he wants you, he's very patient

His kisses can be both a reward and a punishment

Rowoon - possessive kisses

When Rowoon kisses you, it's a bit like he's marking his territory

Because will quite literally mark your neck, for example

Definitely cups your face with his hands and pulls you tightly against him

Will engage in PDA with you, to show everyone how you're his. He won't go far with it, since he knows how to keep things classy, but little things like holding you by your waist and giving you little kisses on your cheeks

Also he finds it very cute when you have to stand on your toes to reach him for a kiss

Another thing he will do a lot is hold your chin to make you look at him. He won't do it roughly like Zuho, but rather tenderly, like he just wants to make eye contact with his special person~

One of his favorite things is to have brief makeout sessions in the car and watch you get out completely flustered

Taeyang - demanding kisses

Taeyang likes to toy with you

When he kisses you, he always makes you hungry for more, but you never know whether he might really give it to you

His kisses are demanding but not in a needy way. Rather in a way that makes you needy

He will bite your lip because he is Taeyang and he can do what he wants, and he follows it up by pulling away to see your reaction with a big grin on his lips

Runs his fingers along your waist to tease you and pull you closer to him

Basically Taeyang's kisses are almost always a way of challenging you, riling you up. He wants to activate you to do more with him without giving you any guarantee there will be more

Sometimes he'll stop mid-kiss to look at you and observe you for a bit. If your expression is desperate enough, he'll be satisfied and leave it at that, leaving you hungry for more

Hwiyoung - attempted careful kisses

He is kind of conflicted when he makes out with you. On one hand he wants to be careful and gentle, yet at the same time, he struggles to do that because he gets needy

Usually things will start slow and gentle

But he doesn't need much to lose himself in the pleasure. Small things like wrapping your arms around his waist can be enough

Or even worse: when you stroke your fingers through his hair

This will drive him crazy in an instant, leading him to lift you up and place you on some surface like a table or kitchen counter

He loves to let his fingers wander along your body, gently stroking your neck, shoulders, chest and sides

And if you whimper enough, he won't stop there (if you catch my drift)

It's interesting to see him switch from sweet and tender to needy and a little rough so quickly

And it's especially adorable when he switches back to his gentle self suddenly, placing the softest cutest kisses on your forehead

Chani - sleepy kisses

Chani feels so comfortable around you, he tends to get sleepy sometimes. He can let his guard down with you. But since he likes to spend time together, he tries his best not to fall asleep and that's how the makeout sessions often start

He presses his lips against yours to stay awake and soon you can feel his tongue

It doesn't take long for a full, lazy makeout session to unfold

You'll often be cuddled up in bed or on the couch together when suddenly you feel Chani's hand reaching out to your thigh. While he struggles to keep his eyes open, he reaches out to kiss you

Such a needy boy. He's very bad at hiding it when he's aroused. Not that he really tries to hide it anyway

He will interrupt the kisses to bring his mouth to your neck and lick from your collarbone up all the way behind your jaw

Feeling his nose agaisnt your skin when he kisses your neck

Maybe a bulge oops

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[lost-inthedream]

SF9 reaction to you asking for a boob massage

Pairing: sf9 x female reader

Warning: bad words, sweet-talking, tongue-kissing, neck-sucking, nipple play.

Genre: smut

Bonus song rec: Make up, by Sam Kim feat. Crush

Context: In all drabbles, the reader wears a blouse with no bra.

Youngbin:

Rises an eyebrow and shows a malicious smile. You can see in his eyes how your request made some gears roll in his head. "Just a massage? That's all you need now?" He tilts his head to the side to suck on your neck and starts kneading your clothed breasts with both hands. The way he moves down to your collarbones, wets your skin with his tongue is noisy and lewd but he takes his time before pulling your blouse up and settling you on your bed.

Inseong:

To your surprise, he straight up asks you to take off your top and lie down on the bed, then he straddles your hips. Inseong takes one second just to contemplate your state, the way your boobs accommodate in such a position is a perfect view. "Why are your nipples already hard?" he provokes. You suddenly become shy so your eyes move away. He flicks your nipples before going all the way for an actual massage.

Jaeyoon:

"Do you really think I will be able to massage them?" he doubts while cupping your tits, verifying their weight for the hundredth time. They have the ideal weight for his hands, he bites his lip while waiting for you to say anything. "Why wouldn't you?". Jaeyoon ignores your question for a moment, he has to slide his hands under your shirt before anything. Once his palm is directly touching your skin, he gasps and explains "I can't touch it for long, I need to suck on them."

Dawon:

"Only if you give my tiddies a massage too" he laughs. Honestly, he cracks you up. Anyways you eventually say yes since he looks to be waiting for a confirmation. Sanghyuk hugs you from behind and starts his ministrations, he is not the most delicate but it is far from hurting you. Just the way he firmly groups both your breasts together is a bit harsh. "I love the way you can't be apart from me, doll. You need me pulling moans from you all the time, right?"

Zuho:

warning: use of the word 'daddy'

That is his weak spot: your tits. They are soft, beautiful, they are his. He hates admitting but his mouth waters when he thinks about your boobs. He was working on something and he usually refuses to stop and fuck you when you ask for it. So this time you tried something unexplored. His eyes naturally drop to your breasts as soon as he hears that word. "Oh, shit" he hisses. You come closer toying with your cleavage and he just pulls you onto his lap, his hands immediately stimulating your hardening buds. "Daddy, I said 'massage'".

Rowoon:

He gives you tits massages without you asking for it but you can surprise him nonetheless. He is dressing up after his shower and you observe his broad chest and broad body as a whole. "Come here already, I need a massage... on my boobs". He turns to you automatically. "Uh? Did you say boobs?" You nod with a cute pout on your lips. In a second, he lies by your side and hugs your middle, reaching one breast with his soft hand. You give him a scalp massage as payment.

Yoo Taeyang:

You said tit massage, he heard tit massage but he caught you and now he is tongue-kissing you with his hands underneath your shirt. You knew that would happen, Taeyang is absolutely unable to touch a pair of boobs without having anything in return. You can't help smiling against his hungry lips and, eventually, making him question what is happening. "You're so precious, ma boy". Both you and him have drool all around your lips. He smiles shyly so you pull him closer again. His hands under your shirt, your fingers playing with the zipper of his pants.

Hwiyoung:

Gives you the said massage very diligently, maybe too diligently. He also straddles you so he can see all your facial expressions and the way your nipples respond. He is very collected, yet he is becoming breathless. "Fuck, Hwi, why do you have to do it so well?" He smiles like an idiot. "Am I doing it right?" His voice is a fragile whisper that pokes your nerves even more. He continues flicking your nipples with his thumbs from time to time and you moan louder in response.

Chani:

Girl, Chani has spoiled you too much, pushing his hands under your t-shirt way too often. Tonight, he was just exhausted and spooning you, sometimes leaving chaste smooches on your neck. "Babe?" you call him. He barely hums in response, and then you ask for the massage. He chuckles and starts sweet-talking you right away "Sure, my love. Let me free your beautiful jewels. You know how much I love them, right?"

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[headintheclouds-posts]

Hey, if your requests are still open, could you please do a sf9 reaction where they are out with some friends and with them there's also a friend of friends which is the reader and they never met before but they don't know the boys are famous and so they treat them as normal people?

Hello Lovely <3 I hope this is what you wanted xx

SF9 Reaction: When you don't know them

Youngbin meets you through friends at a small get together. You begin chatting and he realises how much you both have in common. When you ask him what he does for a living he finds himself smiling and awkwardly looking at his feet. He finds it incredibly cute that you don't recognise him and tells you he works in music management, not really wanting to give himself away. As you spend more time talking together, he eventually asks for your number and invites you on a date where he plans to open up more about his job.

When you both meet at a birthday dinner for a mutual friend, he finds himself inwardly laughing when you ask for his name upon being seated next to him. He can't help but feel drawn to you and keeps dropping not so subtle hints as to who he is. Eventually your friend pulls you to one side and pulls up Inseong's details on the internet to save you from further embarrassment as you were the only clueless one at the table. You find yourself apologising several times and telling him you enjoy his music. A few days later he builds up the courage to ask the friend for your number as he can't seem to get you out of his mind.

Jaeyoon can tell by the look on your face when you're introduced to each other that you have no idea who he is, so he ends up deciding to run with it. He is the type to make up an elaborate story about being a lion tamer or racing car driver and enjoy the cute/shocked look on your face. He finds you so innocent and adorable that he can't keep himself away from you. Eventually when someone else joins the conversation and asks him about his groups comeback, it eventually clicks in your mind who he is. You apologise profusely and he just waves it off as nothing. Definitely will ask if you want to make it up to him though by allowing him to take you out and how could you say no to that face.

You reach out to shake his hand and ask for his name after being introduced and his eyes grow to be the size of saucers. Dawon will laugh at first thinking its a joke but eventually will realise you're being serious. Ends up taking you by the hand to the nearest table and passing you a headphone before putting the other in his ear. Makes you listen to several songs and feels proud when you recognise some. Tells you that you need to meet up regularly for more SF9 lessons, but really just wants to spend more time with you.

Zuho's group means everything to him and he is so proud to be apart of it. When the two of you meet for the first time, he is shocked when you don't know who he is. He seems like he would take it quite personally so you end up in a long discussion about SF9's discovery and you can't help but smile and how cute and passionate he is when he explains it all to you. He continues to discuss it whilst walking you home and the only way to stop him from talking is to kiss him.

Everyone's eyes are on him when he enters his friends open day party for their new clothing store. You see alot of people taking pictures and asking for autographs. You however slink into the corner having no idea who he is and racking for brain for ideas. Your friend would introduce you both and you find yourself asking what he does for a living...best to be upfront instead of pretending to know. You see his eyes widen a little before a smile settles on his face. Once he explains who he is, he realises that you haven't gone into a fan girl moment like alot of people do upon meeting him. Spends the rest of the evening hovering around you and finding himself jealous when another man approaches you. After you break away from others to get yourself a drink, he would be super open and ask you out on a date.

Taeyang is another one who would be open about his career when you first meet. He isn't too shocked you don't recognise him but he definitely uses the opportunity to get to know you more whilst explaining about himself. By the end of the night you are both entrapped in a discussion about music, movies and the meaning of life. His softness and warmth makes you feel a sense of comfort you didn't know existed. It will be you who makes the first move by passing him your number and kissing him on the cheek before quickly leaving the venue. Safe to say you already have your next several dates planned together.

Hwiyoung would enter your friends birthday party looking all cool and dripping with confidence. Confidence which is knocked when you ask for his name. He can't work out whether your joking or being serious so would just stare at you blinking waiting for you to waiver. Eventually once he has gotten over the small shock he explains who he is and can't help but feel butterflies in his stomach when you recognise their newest song. Hints heavily about you coming to a concert they were having and takes your number to send you the details, whilst secretly planning to ask the group on how he can ask you out properly.

Nothing really fazes Chani so he's not in complete shock when you don't recognise him at an art show held by your friend. He can come off as quite distant and you're not quite sure why at first. Chani would be quite happy to let you talk and get to know you better before dropping the bomb that he's a famous singer and actor. Would awkwardly ask you out and pass you his number before turning on his heel and leaving you stood there dumbfounded.

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[blu-joons]

When You Wait Up For Him After An Argument ~ SF9 Reaction

Inseong:

He was still a little bit angry, that was until Inseong pressed his hand to your arm to try and express his regret, feeling just how cold you were as the early hours of the morning came closer.

“Let me get you a blanket,” he told you, changing the subject to try and take care of you.

You didn’t move, allowing Inseong to drape a blanket over you to try and keep you warm. “Thank you,” you whispered, still a little bit cold towards Inseong as he helped you.

“You’re cold because of me, I came home later then I said I would,” he whispered, guilting himself once again.

“It’s just the chill in the air.”

“Don’t make me feel better,” Inseong asked of you, “I shouldn’t have taken things out on you, you were worrying about me, and I didn’t think.”

As Inseong sat back down, you held onto his hand loosely. “We can’t spend the rest of the night talking about the things that we regret; we’ll never resolve anything.”

“You’re right,” Inseong weakly chuckled, “but I really do just want you to know just how sorry I am about things Y/N.”

“I know you are; I can tell Inseong.”

Youngbin:

His hands were steady as Youngbin tried to slide them underneath your frame, knowing that you couldn’t spend the night on the sofa as he realised that you had tried to wait up for him.

“Come on,” he whispered, trying his best to figure out a way to move you without disturbing you.

However, as your body lifted off of the sofa with a jolt, your eyes shot open. “Youngbin, you’re home?” You questioned, trying to figure out who it was holding you.

“It’s just me,” he whispered, lowering you back down onto the sofa, “I thought that I’d try and take you up to bed.”

“I’m surprised you care to do that.”

“Y/N,” he breathed, running his hand over the top of his head, “I’m so sorry for everything that happened earlier, it was all just a mess.”

You couldn’t help but nod in agreement with Youngbin, “it’s pretty tough to hear your boyfriend tell you that he doesn’t care about the things that you’re up to in life,” you told him.

“I do care,” he spoke, sitting down beside you next to the sofa, “I was being selfish and thinking about myself, it was wrong.”

“I can’t argue, you were an idiot Bin.”

Jaeyoon:

Your eyes met Jaeyoon’s as soon as he walked through the front door, both able to tell straight away as you looked at one other that a few tears had been shed whilst you spent time apart.

“I thought you’d be asleep,” Jaeyoon whispered, surprised to see you still awake on the sofa.

Your head shook as you wiped underneath your eyes, “there was no way that I was going to bed without seeing you, not after how things ended earlier between us too.”

“I’m so sorry for everything that I said to you earlier,” Jaeyoon told you, rushing over to take a seat beside you.

“I’m so sorry for everything too.”

“You don’t need to apologise,” Jaeyoon told you as he wrapped his arm around you, “you said things because I started it all between us.”

Your head shook, but Jaeyoon refused to let you argue. “I could have been kinder with the things that I said, some of those things were uncalled for, and definitely not true too.”

“I deserved to hear them,” Jaeyoon told you confidently, “this is on me, I can’t begin to tell you how much I regret it Y/N.”

“I think I’m beginning to see it, Jae.”

Dawon:

His eyes rolled as Sanghyuk returned home to see that you were still awake, busy watching something on the television, failing to acknowledge that he had come home.

“What sort of idiot stays up unnecessarily at this time?” He asked, failing to make you laugh.

Your eyes instead shot a glare at Sanghyuk as his failed attempt at a joke. “The type of idiot who despite being insulted by their boyfriend still worries about them.”

“You stayed up because of me?” Sanghyuk asked you in surprise, not expecting for himself to be your reason at all.”

“It’s late and it’s cold outside.”

“I would have come home sooner if I knew that you were waiting for me,” he assured you, “I’m sorry that you stayed up so late for me.”

Your head nodded as Sanghyuk walked into the room, “luckily for you I’ve been able to watch a pretty interesting documentary on penguins whilst waiting for you to come home.”

“Maybe you could talk to me now instead?” Sanghyuk suggested, “I think the least that I owe you right now is sorry.”

“I think you’re right on that one too.”

Zuho:

There was no movement from you as Juho walked through the front door and into the living room, jumping slightly as he saw you laid out on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling.

“What are you trying to do to me?” He muttered, placing his hand over his heart closely.

Your shoulder shrugged in reply to his question. “I’m surprised you even want to talk to me,” you hummed, remembering exactly what Juho had said earlier.

“Y/N,” he sighed, wanting desperately to move on from things. “I don’t know how many times I can say sorry to you.”

“You’ve only said it once so far.”

“I text you whilst I was out,” Juho told you, only to see your phone on the other side of the room, “but I guess that you didn’t see them.”

You finally sat up, moving across the room to pick up your phone and take a look for yourself. “Oh,” you sighed as you saw several unread messages and missed calls from Juho’s number.

“I tried,” he told you, walking towards you, “have you laid here all night long thinking that I didn’t want to make amends?”

“Honestly, I thought you hated me Juho.”

Rowoon:

A soft smile formed on Seokwoo’s face as he walked into the living room to see you laid out on the sofa. He couldn’t help but walk towards you and place his hand against you.

“I thought you’d be asleep,” he chuckled, surprised that you weren’t upstairs in bed.

The sound of a familiar voice soon made you stir though, slowly opening your eyes. “It’s about time you came home,” you sighed, relieved to see Seokwoo back.

“I started walking and then didn’t realise how far away from home I got,” he explained, “I got to do a lot of thinking.”

“What were you thinking about you?”

“You,” Seokwoo gently chuckled, “and how much I hurt you tonight. That’s something that I always promise you that I won’t do, and then I do it.”

You slowly turned so that you were facing Seokwoo properly, “I said some stupid things too tonight. You know that you take such good care of me usually, I never meant to say otherwise.”

“I think we both said some things we regret,” Seokwoo acknowledged, “maybe we should sleep and talk in the morning?”

“I think that that’s a good idea.”

Yoo Taeyang:

Your body stopped in the doorway to the kitchen as soon as you moved from the kitchen into the living room after grabbing a snack, seeing that Taeyang was finally home.

“I thought you’d be in bed,” he murmured, equally as surprised to see you stood there.

Your head shook as you slowly walked into the room, “my mind was a little too full to be able to go to bed, thinking and daydreaming about too many things.”

“Because of me, right”? Taeyang asked you, knowing that he was at fault as he too walked into the room towards the sofa.

“You’re all that I’ve thought about.”

“I know that I upset you,” he whispered as he sat himself down, “I’m sorry for being so horrible to you, I really didn’t mean what I said to you Y/N.”

You sat yourself down too, “my head hurts so much Taeyang, all I’ve been able to think about is what you said and wondering if it’s really how you feel about me, or about us.”

“It isn’t,” he hastily assured you, “it was heat of the moment and wrong, I’m glad you’re still awake so that I can explain.”

“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do.”

Hwiyoung:

His eyes narrowed as Youngkyun walked into the living room to see you awake, busy typing away on your laptop as you made use of your time waiting for Youngkyun to arrive.

“I didn’t think you’d be awake,” he spoke up as you stopped typing and looked at him.

Your smile was weak as you met his eyes, “despite how annoyed with you I am, that still doesn’t make me able to sleep when you’re not at home with me.”

“I shouldn’t have been so rude to you earlier,” Youngkyun told you, sitting down on the arm of the sofa, “and made you stay up too.”

“I’ve actually got a lot done.”

“That’s not the point Y/N,” he gently laughed, “I should’ve known that you’d stay up and come home quicker, but once again I wasn’t thinking of you.”

You offered Youngkyun a light grin, “I think we’ve both maybe been a bit thoughtless towards each other tonight, don’t you think it’s better if we just try and move on from that now?”

“Definitely,” he smiled back at you, “and we can start moving on by going to bed, it’s far too late for either of us to still be awake.”

“I’ve got one more email and then I’ll be there.”

Chani:

The sound of the television still playing took Chanhee by surprise as he walked through the front door, peering into the living room to see you still wide awake on the sofa.

“Why are you still up?” He asked as your eyes looked across at the sound of the door.

A shrug of your shoulders followed in reply to him. “Rather stupidly I found myself unable to sleep because I was worried about you, have you seen how late it is?”

“I’m sorry,” Chanhee frowned, taking small steps across the room to join you on the sofa, “I didn’t mean to stay out as long as this.”

“Did it help you being out?”

“It did,” he weakly smiled, “most of all it made me realise that I was horrible to you earlier, I took my frustration towards work out on you, it was unfair.”

You couldn’t help but nod in agreement with him, “I stayed up hoping that you’d come home and realise that I’m not a verbal punching bag to take your anger out on to be honest.”

“You’re definitely not that,” Chanhee told you, resting his hand over yours loosely, “you’re someone that I take for granted too much.”

“Don’t be silly, we all get angry now and then.”

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[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 12 - Cuckholding W/ Zuho and Hwiyoung

Post Date: 12th December 2022 Content: Smut - SF9 Zuho x Reader x SF9 Hwiyoung  WC: 1.3K TW?: Cuckholding/ Boyfriend & Roomate!Zuho/ Roommate!Hwiyoung/ Hair Pulling/ Masterbating/ Oral (Giving)

Summary: When his date doesn’t go to plan, Hwiyoung gets something extra special to spend his Christmas holiday with you and Zuho.

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Hwiyoung patiently waits outside the restaurant, freezing in the bitter winter wind, clasping his hands together for warmth. Waiting for his date to show up, but she never does. Texting him hours later that she had a date with someone else, telling him how sorry she was when in reality, She didn't care. But he did. He liked her, a lot. Finding someone to take his mind off of you, his best friend's girlfriend. Who he's had a crush on since forever, and doesn't want to get in trouble with Zuho for having such. Trying to change it ASAP.

However, it wasn't like Zuho didn't know. Zuho could tell Hwiyoung was head over heels for you, the way he blushed when you spoke to him, the way he'd get shy when you offered to give him a hug when he needed comfort. He couldn't be mad that people had eyes on his girlfriend. He couldn't blame them.

If anything, this just makes interesting conversations between you and your boyfriend, about trying something out of the box, having threesomes usually comes to mind when talking, but Zuho wants to give Hwiyoung a little early Christmas present.

"How did your date go?" Zuho asks, sipping at the hot chocolate you had just freshly made as Hwiyoung walks through the door, saddened in the face seeing you both cuddled up on the couch.

Hwiyoung sighs, chucking off his shoes, and slouches down on the armchair opposite you both, ignoring how comfortable the both of you were as he hangs his head slowly, "It didn't happen, she was seeing someone else".

It was actually painful to see how hurt your friend was, especially for Zuho who told him to go for it, now feeling guilty he helped get him in contact with her in the first place.

"I'm so sorry, man," Zuho says quietly, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder as he turns to you, looking up at him with mischief in your eyes.

He knows exactly what that look is for, looking at you with a smirk growing on his face. What better time to give Hwiyoung his Christmas gift than now? Nodding slowly at you, you move from beside him to make your way over to Hwiyoung whose eyes shoot wide open when you take a seat on his lap, looking at Zuho to make sure that he was okay with what was going on.

Adjusting yourself on his lap, you straddle him, arms on his shoulders. Hwiyoung is still looking at Zuho who winks at him, “Go on baby, give him his early Christmas present,” He purrs, winking at you too when you briefly turn to look at him.

“Christmas present?” Hwiyoung scoffs in disbelief, gasping when your lips press against his neck in an attempt to calm him down, trailing up the sensitive, tanned skin as you breathe lightly.

Lifting your head away, you look at him deeply in the eyes, pouting, “You want this Christmas present don’t you, Youngie?” your words make him speechless as your play with the hair on the back of his head, smiling ear to ear when he nods slowly, looking at his best friend for the okay one last time.

“She’s all for you tonight, isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?” Zuho asks, sipping his hot chocolate as he shuffles on the couch, getting comfortable, and ready for the show. 

Though very shy about it, Hwiyoung’s shy smile turns into something lustful, eyes turning dark when looking back at you, lips parting ready for yours to attach to them. 

The second your lips touch his, his body burns up, and his chest starts to rise and fall at a quickened pace as you lightly tug at his hair, making him groan into your mouth and you fully take it in and start to roll your hips on him. 

He slowly starts to lose control, in the mood with his hands roaming your body freely, falling to your hips, and giving them a tight squeeze. His lips never leave yours, addicted to you and your taste, tongue swiping your lip for permission to enter, gliding across yours when you allow.

“Isn’t she such a good kisser? My baby is perfection,” Zuho growls deeply, eyes on you like a hawk on its prey, loving every moment of this, more than he could honestly say. 

Pulling away to let him reply, you make a move back to his neck, bruising it slightly from the light biting and sucking on the skin, “She is... Fuck,” Hwiyoung hisses, nails digging deeper into the flesh of your hips. 

A hand trails up your back, gliding under your hair to pull on it lightly, making your lips make a popping sound when pulling you off his neck. The smirk that he gives you sends shivers up your spine, both of you getting fully into it as you slide off his lap, moving down onto your knees before him as he spreads his legs slightly for you to fit between them. 

“She’s such a good girl,” He whispers, eyes glued onto yours as you slowly unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans and pull out his cock, giving it one pump to cover it in his pre-cum, looking back at Zuho for permission to continue.

“She’s a very good girl, go ahead, princess. You’re in control,” Replying, Zuho’s eyes are still glued on you, same with Hwiyoungs, pulling down his bottoms to let his own cock spring free, to please himself whilst watching the show. 

Whilst Zuho’s hand strokes his own cock, hissing, you’re licking your lips, eyes still glued on Hwiyoung when you make a move to lick up his shaft, spitting on the tip. A grin grows on your face hearing him whimper, moving your hand up and down slowly, his eyes glued shut at the sensation. 

Then you take him into your mouth, bit by bit, tongue swirling around his length as the tip eventually hits the back of your throat. His thighs tense up from the feeling. His head spun from the euphoria he was feeling, hand back up in your hair, pulling it lightly to lift you up to push you back down on his cock, making you gag. 

“Fuck!” Hwiyoung moans out loud, the warm wet muscle of your mouth making his cock twitch within it, Zuho’s pace picks up to match the pace you were going at when sucking his best friend off, making him moan too.

In sync, the both of them hiss, “Her mouth is so perfect,” making you gag even more from hearing it, trying your best not to giggle but the vibrations from it make Hwiyoung whimper a little more, your tongue brushing over his tip making his head throw back.

Moments pass and Hwiyoung is completely falling apart from your lips being around his cock, edging closer and closer to his high, pulling on your hair a little harder, making you moan more. Addicted to the feeling, he continues to do it, seconds away from releasing from your moans on his cock. 

His eyes shoot wide open when you continue to use your mouth on him, even seconds after his release, his hot cum spilling down the back of your throat as you suck him dry and overstimulate him slightly. 

Pulling off him, you smirk and wipe your lips clean as he tries to gather himself together, panting from it. 

Looking back to see Zuho wasn’t done yet, you go to move to him next, kneeling before him but he stops you, “Don’t you think we should give him a little extra, princess?”.

Both of you looking back at the fucked out best friend, you nod, inviting him over to join you both on the couch as you spend the rest of the night giving him a Christmas present that he’ll never, ever forget. Even with the possibility to have the chance to experience this once again. 

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[lunnanunna]

Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

Summary: Miyoung was missing the two oldest who enlisted and the rest of her members are there for her.

Warnings: light swearing

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Miyoung sat on her bed reading. She had recently picked up No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai and was loving it. She was definitely going to reread it.

She reached for her coffee that she had on her bedside table as she reread the last bit of the current chapter she was on. She really liked the style of this author. Though she had really been liking a lot of different styles lately, seeing as she had been filling her time with reading lately. If she wasn’t filming for her channel, she was reading.

All this reading may or may not be her way of coping. (Coping with Youngbin and Inseong being gone due to enlistment.) Miyoung had no idea how she was going to deal with all of her members, if only two had enlisted and she was struggling.

Basically, in Miyoung’s mind, if she spends less time with her members now, it’ll hurt less when they leave. Was it working? Of course not. She was miserable. And she was pretty sure that her members were starting to worry, which was never a good thing.

Miyoung startled when the door to her room opened. Looking up, she saw Seokwoo and Sanghyuk walk in. She was not ready for whatever shenanigans they were about to bring, but judging by their faces, Miyoung knew that there was no way for her to avoid it.

“What do you want?” she asked, closing her book. She folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the two. They in turn, side-eyed each other then smirked as they walked over to her.

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

“We saw each other this morning,” Miyoung shook her head.

“Yeah, in passing. After you got your coffee, you came back in here and haven’t left ever since,” Sanghyuk whined, walking over to her and sitting on her bed.

Miyoung shrugged, picking at a loose thread of her sweat shorts.

“Mimi, we’re not scolding you. It’s just that this has been happening a lot. Other than practice, we’ve barely seen you,” Seokwoo said, sitting on the floor next to where she was on the bed.

She shrugged again.

“Is there a reason why you’re avoiding us?” the taller of the two asked.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Miyoung was quick to respond.

“Really, now?” Sanghuyk asked, raising his own brow at the girl.

“I’m not! I’ve just been busy,” Miyoung shrugged, though she wasn’t sure if that was going to hold up in court.

“Reading doesn’t count, Mimi. Plus you’re a fast reader. So when you’re done with a book you should have plenty of time to hang out with us,” Jaeyoon said from the doorway.

Miyoung glared at him as he walked through, the rest of the boys trailing behind him. This was starting to feel like an intervention of sorts.

“What is this?” she asked, waving vaguely at everyone as they sat at her desk, her bed, or on the floor.

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Taeyang said, climbing over her to sit between her and the wall.

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

“We don’t know what’s going on exactly, but last time you pulled away from us, you were being assaulted,” Juho said.

Miyoung stilled. They were right. She scoffed at herself, breaking her promise of always coming to them no matter what.

“You think this is funny?” Youngkyun asked, frowning.

“Listen, we can’t read you the way Youngbin-hyung can. We don’t know what’s wrong, but we can at least see that something’s wrong,” Juho said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m laughing, but not because it’s funny. It’s because I thought I had changed, but I didn’t. I’m still hiding things and possibly leading to trouble,” Miyoung said, running her hands through her hair.

The boys looked at each other then back at Miyoung, as Taeyang spoke up. “Then tell us.”

Miyoung covered her face with her hands. She could feel her face heating up. The fact that she was pulling away from them because she didn’t want to have to deal with the emotions that will come with them enlisting, was embarrassing.

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

The visual looked up, shaking her head, “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” she answered, shrugging. Miyoung chewed on her lip, looking at her hands.

At that, the boys all looked at each other. Deeming it better that she feel embarrassed over unsafe, they agreed to wait for her.

“Then you don’t have to tell us now,” Seokwoo said.

“As long as you’re not in any danger,” Chanhee added.

Miyoung looked up at them. She could tell that they meant it, but now she was feeling guilty. There’s no reason she couldn't tell them. It’s not like they’d make fun of her.

She took in a deep breath then spoke up, “I don’t want you guys to go.” It came out mumbled.

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

“Oh, Mimi,” Sanghyuk said, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. She curled up, hiding her rapidly flushing face in his chest.

“Wait, Young-ah. Do you miss Youngbin and Inseong?” Jaeyoon asked.

Miyoung nodded her head.

“And now you’re already thinking  about how you’ll miss us too when we go?” Youngkyun asked.

She nodded again.

“I know that this is a serious thing for you, but God damn, this is fucking adorable,” Juho smiled.

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

“We’re not,” Taeyang said from behind her and Sanghyuk. He ran his hand through her hair.

“Noona, we’re not all leaving at once. You’ll never be alone,” the maknae assured.

“I know, but that doesn't mean I won’t miss each of you when you leave,” she pouted.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You were embarrassed to tell us?” Jaeyoon asked.

“Sort of. But it was mostly because I figured if I spent less time with you guys, I’d grow less attached and it’s hurt less,” she confessed.

“Okay, my turn to hold our cute Mimi,” Seokwoo said as he pulled Miyoung from Sanghyuk’s lap and onto his. Sanghyuk squawked as she was pulled away. Miyoung on the other hand, flushed again as she was being handled like a ragdoll. (It was always like that when it came to cuddling with these boys.)

Once in the tallest member’s lap, she was turned to face the rest of her members, much to her embarrassment. Seokwoo wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her neck. Miyoung squirmed.

“I’m going to tell you right now, Miyoung, that your plan was going to backfire on you so badly,” Juho said.

“I figured,” she mumbled.

“Listen, Noona. All you need to know is that you’ll never be alone, and we won’t be gone forever. Two years will fly by before you know it. Plus half of us aren’t due to enlist for years,” Youngkyun said.

Miyoung nodded. She knew all that. Still, that didn't stop her from not wanting them to go. “I know.”

“Then let’s focus on the now. Yeah the hyungs aren’t here now, but we’ll keep in contact and they’ll visit too,” Taeyang said.

“Youngbin-hyung will definitely come back if he hears that Miyoung was crying over him,” Seokwoo spoke into her neck, chuckling.

“Yah! I’m not crying over him,” Miyoung protested.

“At the moment, but if you’re missing them that bad, I can only imagine how many times you’ve had to stop yourself from crying,” Chanhee smirked.

Miyoung pouted, “Maybe it would be better if you all left.”

“You don’t mean that,” Taeyang said with a knowing look.

“No. No, I don’t,” Miyoung shook her head, frowning. The others chuckled.

“Okay. Okay. That's enough pouting. How about we order takeout and watch a movie then we can prove to Mimi that she’ll never be alone?” Jaeyoon suggested.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Seokwoo said, standing up. He threw Miyoung over his shoulder and followed the others to the living room.

“Mimi, we love you,” Taeyang smiled, looking at Miyoung who was hiding her blush behind her hands.

“I love you guys too,” she mumbled out. She smiled despite herself.

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[lizzyk137]

New Form of Payment- SF9 Zuho (A Zuho X Reader Story)

Summary: You're Zuho's cat's groomer and after a late work day Zuho forgets his wallet to pay for his kitty's spa day. Will you accept his new form of payment? Warnings: Major smut, overstimulation, light choking, finger play, breast play, anal, DP, daddy kink, good girl kink, and fluff at the end and between.

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"I'll give you a call when they're all ready, sir!" You smiled at your handsome customer with two adorable cats.

You took your time making sure both of the cats had a good and enjoyable time in your salon as you daydreamer about their handsome owner, Juho.

You've seen him on some videos online, and on your Twitter feed, he was in an idol group called SF9, and by some miracle, Juho decided your salon was best to get his cats groomed. You haven't yet met Juho until today, but the girls in the salon kept going on about how handsome, sweet and caring he was. And you had come to find out all the things they described about him were true.

Today was the fifth time Juho had been to the salon, and you were finally lucky enough to be working on the same day as his cats appointment.

You finished brushing out Haru and gave him a small spritz of kitty cologne and put him back into his kennel so you could call his owner to come and pick him up.

Dialing his number, your hands shook slightly with nerves. 'Get a hold of yourself, pretend he is a normal customer,' you thought to yourself.

The line rang and finally you heard a low hello ring out into the phone.

"Hi, Juho? This is Y/N, from Kitty's Paradise, I'm just calling to let you know your babies are all set to be picked up!"

Ever since his cat's grooming appointment with you, Juho has chosen you as his cat's groomer and has religiously brought them in every month to have a little spa day. He'd always give you the biggest smile and wave when he saw you through the window, then answer the phone excitedly when you called to let him know his cats were done their spa day. He had even asked for your number to schedule appointments and to send you cute pictures of his kitties. You eventually grew a huge crush in him and yearned to kiss those pink lips every time he walked through the door but you kept it professional even though your mind went blank except of thoughts of his body on yours anytime you saw him.

"Hey, Juho, just calling to let you know they're ready for pick up!" You hung up after your goodbyes and printed out what his total would be to give it to him. He collected his total sheets in a small scrapbook with a small picture of each cat in case he wanted to go back to a certain haircut or do a different shampoo.

Your coworkers said their goodbyes, and you were the last one in the building for the night. Zuho said he had to work a bit later than usual tonight, so you stayed back and waited on him. You soon saw head lights pull into the parking lot and a black car parked near the entrance. You grabbed the carriers and gently placed each cat inside and brought them to the front just in time for Juho to open the door.

Your eyes widened, and you had to stop yourself from letting your jaw drop. His black hair was slicked back with a few pieces of his bangs loose, and he wore all leather pants and a leather jacket that was snug to his body.

"H-hi! They're all ready for you!" You put on a bright smile to hide your nervousness and sat the carriers on the table in the lobby.

Juho bent down and checked on each of his cats, his shirt slowly moving up his back, exposing his smooth skin. You licked your lips at the sight and quickly turned away before Juho saw. But he did see, and he watched you turned away with a smirk on his face.

"So what do I owe you today?" He leaned up against the counter, his muscles clinging to the leather making you well aware of how toned Juho was. You face burned at your thoughts, although innocent, and you gave him his total paper. He ruffled through his pockets and then gave you a small cocky grin. "Would you accept a different type of payment instead today?"

"Um, what do you mean?" You asked nervously.

"This." He reached his hand forward and scooped it around the back of your neck and brought your lips to his. It started off just as an innocent kiss until his tongue gently went across your lips, asking for entrance, which you granted, and soon your tongues were dancing around as your hands made their way to his chest.

You pulled away after a few minutes, panting for hair, and you looked to see Juho staring at your smirking. He stepped back and locked the front door as he then made his way to the gate. He unlocked it and stepped inside a foot away from you. He bit his bottom lip, stepped towards you, and reconnected your lips as he picked you up and placed you on the grooming table behind you.

Both of your hands roamed each other's body, and you gasped in the kiss when Juho's hand found one of your breasts, and he gently kneaded it, earning a small moan from you. He continued as his other hand found your other breast, making you moan out as he found your clothed nipple and rolled it between his fingers. "God, I love it when you moan." He growled, his lips still on yours.

He let go of your breasts suddenly, and you gave a small whine in protest. His hands found the back of your smock and he untied it and ripped it off of you. His hands found the hem of your shirt soon afterwards and he lifted it off exposing your naked breathes. "Do you come to work with no bra on for me?" He asked cockily as he eyes your chest.

"I-I, oh my..." you gasped as his mouth found one of your small pink nipples. He sucked and bit as his lips latched onto your chest, making your body heat up as you could feel yourself getting wetter. You tried to close your legs so you could relive the tension between them but Juho spread them open with one hand as he placed his body between them.

His mouth unlatched for your chest and he circled your nipple with his tongue, a smile spreading across his face as he saw you lean back in pleasure just at him using his tongue. He started to wonder what you would do when his tongue reached your most sensitive areas that he could feel growing wetter as he teased you. He tongue flicked the tip of your nip cause you to gasp out as your back arched.

He gently pushed you down on the table as his tongue made its way down the curve of your breast and onto your stomach, making your squirm slightly under his arm as he made his way to the hem of your smock pants. His tongue pulled away, and you looked at him as he reached the ties on your pants with a smirk on his face. "Your pants are soaked just at me playing with your nipples. What are you going to do when I play elsewhere?"

Before you could reply, his teeth found the ties to your pants as he undid the little bow that kept your pants snug to your waist. His hands gripped your breasts suddenly, a gasp escaping from you, and they played down your body till they reached your pants, and he lifted your hips up as he pulled your pants and underwear down with one hand. The cold air hitting your hot mounds caused you to shiver.

Juho groaned as he took in your naked body. "I'm going to make you feel so good." He pushed you further onto the table and propped one of your legs up on it, and the other rested on his back as he leaned down towards your center. Your breathing got deep as you could feel him close to your body but not touching. You whined, which earned a small chuckle from Juho. "So impatient for me, aren't you?"

His lips barely touched your skin as he placed a small kiss on your clit. "Please..." You whispered, your eyes locked on his.

"Your wish is my command, princess."

He dived into your pussy as his fingers spread your folds and his tongue licked up all the juices that poured out. Your eyes rolled back as his tongue made its way in and out of your hole. Your eyes made their way back to his and he could feel his pants tightening watching your face look at him in pleasure.

His finger replaced his tongue and you cried out at the cool digit entering your hot body. Your hands grabbed the edge of the table as his tongue danced around your clit with him occasionally nipping or sucking.

He sucked on your clit, his tongue licking it as he sucked and he shoved three fingers into you. Your mind was starting to go blank as your body started to overcome with pleasure. "Juho, I'm - I'm about to come." You cried out as he sped up his pace. Pleasure over came you in waves as he continued, and you called out his name as your orgasmed, his tongue eventually lapping up all your juices.

"Such a good girl, he muttered against your skin, "you came so well for daddy."

You gasped for air as he continued to lick and suck on your clit overstimulating you. He gave one last lick from the bottom of your pussy all the way up to your clit, slurping up as much of your juices as he could. He took off his jacket, exposing his bare chest. You bit your lip as he pulled down his pants, exposing the hard v of his pelvis till they made their way down to his member. Your eyes widened at how big and girth he was, and you got nervous just thinking if you could even fit him inside of you.

He stroked his cock a few times as he watched your chest heave and your face turned from pleasure to excitement. He stepped on the tables foot pedal and brought the table down so your pussy was level with his gaint cock. You gulped as he brought it closer to your sopping mounds. "Already so wet again for me, baby girl. Do you think you've been a good girl to deserves daddy's cock."

You nodded quickly, your tongue moistened your lips to speak, which Juho groaned at the sight of. "Yes, daddy. I want your big, fat cock in me."

"I just can't say no to you, princess." He said as he slammed his cock into you, your screams echoing in the room. He stayed still for a second, his lips finding their way to yours as he peppered them with small kisses while your body clung to his long shaft. He slowly started moving in and out of you, causing you both to moan. "So tight and wet for me. You've been such a good girl for daddy. Daddy wants to fill you up."

He continued to go slow until your body didn't have as tight of a hold on him and he picked up his pace, one hand on your hip and the other made their way to your neck, lightly holding it. "Faster, daddy." You cried out, and he slammed his cock back into you at a fast pace.

"I love hearing those cries."

His cock pounded into your g-spot and you felt yourself grow closer to another orgasm. "So close, daddy."

Zuho picked up the pace while his hand moved from your hip down to stroke your clit in time with his thrusts causing the sides of your linings to close onto his dick as your screamed out. He continued to pound into your, your screams ringing out as he felt his hardening cock shoot out ropes of his cum into you. His slowed down but kept his cock inside of you as he kissed your trembling body. "Such a good girl. You did such a good job clinging to your daddy's fat cock."

He pinched your nipple which earned a cry from you. He pulled out, his and your juices flowing out of your gaping hole. He turned your around to have you on all fours as he slammed his still hard cock into you. He thrusted in and out of you, his cum and being shoved back inside of you. He lifted you up as you back slammed into his chest and he stroked your clit with one hand as the other twisted your nipple between his fingers. Your body was overstimuated, but pleasure crashed over you as his thrusts grew faster. His moved your chest to turn so he could latch onto one of your bouncing breasts as his gripped your neck, choking you.

You felt yourself nearing your orgasm as tears ran down your face. He slapped your clit repeatedly as you felt yourself come all over him, your juices leaking out from your pussy. He threw you back onto the table. Your arms too weak to hold yourself up as his dick continued to fuck into you, your mind blank from pure pleasure.

"Already so drunk of my cock. When we've barely even started." Juho grunted as he unloaded another jet of his sticky cum into you. He kissed your back as he shoved his cum in and out of your wet hole. "I love stuffing you full of my cum." He pulled out, the cold hitting you once again until warmth was brought back in the form of four fingers as he finger fucked you. He slapped your ass causing you to cry out. "I want to fuck you until your so cock drunk you can't think straight."

"Yes, please." You wiggled your ass in excitement and he gave it another slap and he continued to fuck your pussy with his fingers. His cock found the opening of your ass and he rubbed against it. He took his finger out and rubbed the mixture of your juices and his cum over his shaft and your ass. He slowly pushed his cock into you as your cried out in pain. He slowly moved his dick in and out of you until pleasure replaced pain and you moaned as his fingers made their way back to filling up your pussy. He contined to fuck you in both holes, his grip finding its way to your neck.

Your juices coated his hand as he came into your ass with a loud moan and a fuck me. He continednto fuck his cum into you as you clenched around his fingers, your fourth of orgasm of the night.

He pulled out, his sticky cum making its way down your ass to your already sticky legs. He bent down and licked all the way up your pussy to your ass, collecting your juices and his cum. He pulled you up, and his mouth found yours, your lips licking up everything from his.

He sat down tired on the table, his shaft still hard. You were so overstimuated at this point and drunk on his cock and you didn't care. You've never felt this much pleasure before, and as tired as you both were, you craved more. You leaned over, your lips taking in the tip of his penis. Slowly, you took in more of him, as much as you could fit on your tiny mouth, hearing him moan as his hands found their way to your hair, tangling themselves into it as he bobbed your head up and down his shaft causing you to gag as you took in his length. "Take daddy's cock." He muttered, "You're being such a good girl taking all of daddy in every hole."

Your hands found his shaft, and you stroked him as your other hand played with his large balls. You felt his pelvis move up and down as he started to fuck your mouth causing you to gag more as his speed increased. The tip of his penis hardened more as he grew near to his climax. Your mouth was soon coated with his cum and he moaned out your name. You licked up every last drop and swallowed. You gor up and swung your leg over his body as you sat down on cock causing him to shudder as you took his overstimuated penis in your wet pussy.

You moved slowly up and down, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you pleasured both of you. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you bounced up and down faster, making you both moan. You soon both reached your fifth climax, and your juices mixed together as he filled you up. He thrusted into you a few more times making sure to coat your insides with his hot cum.

"I want to stay inside you forever." He mumbled and he held you in his arms, his cock softening inside of you.

You nodded, too drunk from sex to say anything. His lips found your nipple and he planted soft kisses on each. He picked you up, not pulling out as he made his way over to grab a towel from the rack nearby. He sprayed some water on it from the tub and then carried you back to the table. He laid you down and slowly pulled out of you, both of you whined as your bodies unconnected. He cleaned you up then himself. He handed you your clothes and helped you put them on.

He got dressed himself and cupped your check, giving you a small kiss on the lips. "Is this form of payment acceptable in the future?"

"Mhm, it is." You kissed his exposed collarbone, and he groaned.

He winked and pulled you close. "I guess I'll have to come by more often then."

For my friend who gave me the idea, I'll get better at writing on time. XD

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[yootaesowlwrites]

The Race Towards Your Heart - Zuho

Banner by: @atinyfantasytothemoon​, thank you for making it <3

A/N: Okay, this story has been coming since October 2021, and it’s finally here, the creation of the story itself had a story behind it, but it’s finally here, it took a while, but it’s here.

Warning: AU, F1 Driver!Zuho, Zuho seems cold hearted at first, slow burn, reader overthinks, comedy, angst, fluff, happy ending, cliché ending(?).

W/C: 6.5K

The shutters from the cameras snapping pictures was becoming irritating to Zuho, he could barely hear himself think as pictures were taken of him non-stop, and he was only at the security gate, a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes, hiding how irritated he actually was, his black hair was styled back, with some string of hair was hanging loosely over his forehead, the leather jacket fitted him perfectly as if it was made just for his body, and everyone could see the Aston Martin tee he had on underneath it, he licks his lips as he holds his pass up to the security scan before entering the paddock, he lets out a sigh of relief when the sound of the cameras faded into the distance. ‘Thank fuck, they’re not allowed back here.’ He thought.

He was well known around the paddock, he’s been driving for three years and just signed with Aston Martin, it was the first weekend for the season and everyone was curious to see how he would do in the new team, apparently, they couldn’t pick up how well he was doing during the winter testing, but he couldn’t blame them after the announcement made that the car had received big upgraded and would be a monster for the opening race, everyone was on the edge of their seat to see the big changes on the car after seeing it at the Barcelona testing, would this season be the year of Aston Martin? For Baek Zuho to be crowned World Champion?

“Zuho!” Youngbin, his race engineer, calls out when he spotted as he exited the Aston Martin motorhome, a girl trailing behind him, one of your hands was in front of your mouth, Zuho could see that you were trying to cover your mouth as you nervously nibbled at your bottom lip. “We’ve been waiting just for you, I want to introduce you to my friend,” Youngbin turns around to look at you. “Oh, come on, Y/n,” He takes your hand, pulling it away from your mouth, you immediately release your lip and look at Zuho, you had heard many rumours about him, about how cold he was… Or that was what you heard, Youngbin had told you a completely different story about him, although you would just have to judge for yourself now that you’re meeting him. “He won’t bite,” Zuho tilts his head in confusion, had you heard the rumours, but most importantly, did you believe them? “This is Y/n, she wanted to join me for a weekend, but she’s a little nervous,” He could see it in your eyes, you were trying not to show it, but with you avoiding eye contact and looking past him at something else, he knew that you were afraid, but he wasn’t sure why or what had you afraid. “Y/n, this is… well, I don’t think I need to introduce you to him, you already know him,” You could feel heat travelling up your neck and to your cheeks, making you look down at the ground, your hair falls over your face. “Don’t be shy now, you were cheering loudly for him last season.”

“Youngbin!” You quickly say, you push your friend, hoping it would get him to stop talking, but you knew nothing could easily have him stop, he chuckles and wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. “Shut up, shut up,” you mutter, you reach up and place your hand over his mouth, Zuho couldn’t help but chuckle seeing the two of you. “YOUNGBIN!” You pull your hand away as you felt his tongue press flat against your palm, you slap your hand against his chest and drag it down, rubbing the saliva off on his shirt, a smile was on Zuho’s lips, the cold façade long gone.

“As I was saying,” Youngbin begins to say, he glances at you. “Before I was so rudely interrupted, this is, Y/n, we’ve been friends since childhood, I know, I know, you haven’t met her before.”

“It’s okay, you haven’t met all of my friends either,” Zuho says, you freeze in your spot, your hand pausing on Youngbin’s chest as you heard Zuho’s voice, it wasn’t like you hadn’t heard it before, but hearing it in person, how deep it actually is compared to what you heard on television. “It’s nice to meet you, Y/n,” Your name sounded so good coming from him, and you had to stop yourself from gripping Youngbin’s shirt as you felt your knees shake.

“It’s… It’s nice to meet you, too,” You quietly say. “I uh… I would shake your hand, but someone licked it…” You look up at Youngbin.

“It’s fine,” He says, you almost flinch at how cold it sounded. “I need to go get ready for a press conference,” You wanted to pout, the rumours about him swirling in your thoughts, and you were actually in a debate with your mind, was he really cold or was he just in front of the press?

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You sit in the garage next to Youngbin with a pair of noise-cancelling headphones on, you knew it was this loud at a Formula 1 event, but not this loud, even though you wire the pair of headphones, you could still hear the loud engines, but the experience was worth it, you watch as Youngbin gave information to Zuho about the track and about his lap times, it amazed you how it all worked, the camera never caught how hard the engineers worked in the background, and you were in such awe at everyone’s job in the garage, you look at the screen and watch the green car underneath the floodlights of Bahrain, it looked absolutely beautiful as he turned corners and sped down the straight.

“Okay, you’re doing good, at this pace, we could get pole,” Youngbin says, you perk up at hearing the word ‘pole’, you look at the timings and find him at the top of the timings sheet, leading the pack. “Box and we can discuss the data, and see where you can improve,” He didn’t receive a reply back, but you assumed he was used to not getting one, you watch as he writes something down before gathering the papers he used during the session, he looks at you and places his papers down on the table, he moves his hands to your headset and lifts it away from your head, you flinch at the loud noise surrounding you. “Come on, we’re going to the motorhome,” You had barely heard him but took off your headset and left it on the desk, you quickly exit through the back of the garage in need of some form of silence while you waited for Youngbin and Zuho to exit also.

You lean against the wall and look around, the place looked absolutely beautiful at night, the lights in the trees really made it feel like something special at Bahrain, you hear chatter as Younger and Zuho exit the garage, Youngbin nods his head at you, silently telling you to follow them, you quickly, but silently, follow behind them, you could hear them talking ahead of you, it was about the data and lap times and where he could improve during the qualifying session, you enter the Aston Martin motorhome, you lick your lips as you stop in your step, your mind suddenly swirling with unkind thoughts, it suddenly felt like you were intruding and in their way and decided to split away from them, going towards the coffee bar and snack bar to get something while they continued towards Zuho’s changing room or towards the briefing room, you bite your bottom lip nervously as your eyes scan the menu in your hands, you couldn’t really focus on the words on it, the overwhelming feeling of being in the way and intruding was filling your thoughts, you ended up pointing at something random on the menu and thanked the person before paying for it.

When you had arrived Thursday, it felt like a dream, a fairytale come true, but now on Friday night, it felt like you were only a burden to your friend and in his way, you stare at your hands as you started counting down the hours until the weekend was over.

“What seems to be going on in that head of yours?” Zuho asks, you quickly look up at him, surprised that he was talking to you and standing next to you as you waited for your drink and food.

“I uh… Where’s Youngbin?” You nervously ask.

“He needed to go talk to the other engineers,” He says, you slowly nod your head, your lips forming an ‘O’ as you do. “Do you want to share what’s on your mind?” You take in a deep breath and give him a smile.

“Nothing much,” You say, he raises an eyebrow, knowing you were lying, he leans over the countertop and turns to you.

“I can see it in your eyes, you look upset, they’re not as bright as they were this morning,” He says, you let out a sigh and look back down at your hands. “Are you feeling lonely?” Your head snaps up, and you look at him with wide eyes. “You’re not in the way or a bother to your friend, in fact, to me, it feels nice having someone extra, Well… someone Youngbin trusts, which means I trust you also,” Your food and drink were placed down in front of you before you were both left alone once again. “We just get caught up in the date of the car and where it can be improved, but your company this morning was nice,” You couldn’t help but smile at his words and nod your head, he looks at what you had ordered, only to twist his face. “Is this what you like?” You look at the drink and food and recoil as you see what it is.

“Oh, oh, no,” You mutter. “Oh, this is why I shouldn’t be absent-minded,” You didn’t even drink whatever that drink was, but it didn’t look too delicious, and the food, you didn’t even want to start about the food. “Oh… what am I gonna do…” He couldn’t help but smile at your adorableness, sure you were panicking, but you looked absolutely adorable.

“I’ll take care of it,” He says. “Do you want to get lunch or dinner sometime?” You smile as you feel your heart skip a beat. “Maybe tomorrow night?”

༻༺

You sit across from Zuho as you watch the night sky on the balcony you were on, his eyes were on you as he took a sip from his drink, qualifying had gone well for him, and he was on the front row, and in his mind, he had dubbed you as his lucky charm for the weekend, but he wouldn’t admit it out loud.

“I have a question,” Zuho says, he places his glass down on the table, and you turn your head towards him. “How come I’m only meeting you now, did you just never want to come to a race weekend, or was something else stopping you?” You chew on the insides of your cheeks.

“Well… I was in between work last year, it was hard finding a stable income,” You say, he nods his head. “But I finally found a permanent position in November and when Youngbin asked if I could come for this year’s season opener, I didn’t want to decline,”

“Hmm,” He hums, his eyes searching for any sign that you might be misleading him.

“And I also thought, life is too short, I don’t want to one day realize I only spent my time working or trying to find work,” You say, his lips part at your statement. “I know I still have a ton of time, but… life is also unpredictable.”

“That’s true,” He says. “I’m happy you decided to come with him, it’s nice to see a new face around the paddock,” You nod your head, giving him a shy smile before picking up your drink and taking a sip. “Are you nervous?” You tilt your glass further, making him chuckle. “You don’t need to be… I’m not as what the rumours say I am…” You lower your glass and place it down on the table, keeping your hand around it.

“Cold… rude… mean?” You ask, he nods his head, and you could see some hurt flash through his eyes. “Do you just… come across like it in front of the press to protect yourself?”

“It’s easier to come off as cold as to pretend you’re okay with them asking you about everything you don’t want to talk about,” He says, you nod your head, once again chewing the insides of your cheek. “It’s easier to brush them off when you’re not in a good mood, usually they know not to approach you then.”

“So… are you a cuddly guy when no one’s looking?” You ask, hoping to lighten the mood just a little, you watch as a smile spread across his lips.

“That…” He begins, he leans back into his chair. “That’s something you’ll need to find out for yourself,” You couldn’t help but smile.

“Definitely cuddly,” You say. “No doubt a cuddly person,” He chuckles and picks up his drink. “I bet you secretly have a plush, am I right?” You watch as he swirls his drink around in the glass.

“I have two cats, do they count as plush?” He asks, your eyes widen, and you bring your hand to your mouth.

“You have cats?” You softly ask, he nods his head before taking a sip from his drink. “Oh gosh, you’re a softie, oh my, you… definitely pushes at night with how soft they are, and the purring when you rub their chin,” He lowers his glass as he listens to you gush about cats, making him smile and feel at ease on the inside. “And when they show you their bellies… the trust they’re showing you, oh gosh, I hope I can meet them one day.”

“We can arrange something,” He says, putting his glass down. “I’m sure they’ll love you and grow fond of you quickly,” You nod your head.

“Do they let out a little or long meow when you arrive home?” You suddenly ask, his smile seems to widen at your question, throughout the night he told you about his cat and you both started getting to know each other more, and growing comfortable with each other, you almost didn’t want the night to end with how much fun you were having with him, but when you entered your hotel room, you could feel the quietness seeping in, and you almost started to miss his company and his cute laughter, the rumours you had heard about him, completely gone and erased from your mind.

༻༺

It wasn’t the last time you attended a race weekend, you attended many more throughout the season, and each time you did, you grew a little closer to Zuho, little by little, and soon you were mostly going just to see him and talk with him, Youngbin had picked up on it and was teasing you about it, but you didn’t care, not when you knew you had grown feelings for the Formula 1 driver, even though he was teasing you about your crush and feelings, he was happy for you, mostly because he had heard from Zuho also, and Zuho was just as head-over-heels for you, when there was a weekend you couldn’t make it, Zuho would ask about you, where you were and why you hadn’t come along the weekend before constantly asking Youngbin if he’s heard from you yet and if he has, the question: “How is she doing?” Would usually follow, by the time the end of the season was rolling around, Youngbin had made sure to bring you along almost every weekend, it was after all just the final five races before the end of the season would be concluded, and Zuho needed all the support he could get, he was in the fight for the championship and leading as the final four races approached.

༻༺

“Come on, you need to be there for him, show your support for him,” Youngbin says, he follows you around in the store as you were grocery shopping. “It’ll mean the world to him, he even asked if you could come.”

“I’m sure I’ll only be a distraction for him, and also in his way,” You say, he lets out a sigh and picks up your favourite cereal and puts it in your cart.

“Trust me, you won’t be, please!” He begs. “I’ll pay for your groceries!” You look at him, raising an eyebrow at him.

“You will?” You ask, he nods his head. “And you hope I’ll go to the last four races?”

“In return that you go to them,” He says, you shake your head and move your cart forward.

“All right, because I know you’re not going to stop pestering me about,” You say. “I’ll come to the last four races,” You see him starting to smile. “But you better pay for all of these.”

“Oh, I will, happily,” He says, you smile before stopping in front of the most expensive coffee’s and tea's, his smile quickly falters. “Wait…”

“Are you changing your mind?” You ask, you reach for the tea and coffee, putting one of each in your cart. “Because if you are, you should tell me now.”

“I… no, no, I’m not changing my mind,” He says, you could hear the nervousness in his voice.

“All right, good, because I still need to go buy food,” You say, you watch as his face drops, and he swallows, which made you chuckle and push your cart forward.

༻༺

And that’s how you found yourself at the fourth last race of the year, watching everything go horribly wrong for Zuho, at first it was qualifying, and then it was a software issue, and then during the race he had to retire the car ten laps before the end, you watch as they wheel in his car, Youngbin grabs some papers, glancing at you, you look at him with concern in your eyes, you knew about the pressure during the final few races, Youngbin was always so stressed during that time, and now you were seeing the frustration and pressure live from the garage, you watch as Zuho climbs out his car, his helmet staying on his head, he makes his way past you with Youngbin behind him, you decided to follow them, since you don’t know many people working in the team anyway, you stop once you saw Zuho take his helmet off and heard him curse loudly, he turns to Youngbin, and then you can’t hear anything anymore, you just stay in your spot, not wanting to interrupt or disturb or possibly make him even more angry, but it seemed like your efforts went to waste as his eyes fell on you, you felt a shiver move through you at how cold his eyes seemed, you see him suck in a deep breath, your eyes move lower, and you see his free hand clench.

“And you!” Zuho practically growls out, your breath gets caught in your throat, Youngbin slowly looks over his shoulder before spotting you, the confusion he had in his eyes disappears, and he turns back to Zuho.

“Juho, don’t,” He says. “Don’t,” He tries to stop him, but with the red mist still in front of Zuho’s eyes, he pushed past Youngbin, almost in a harsh manner, you swallow as you look at his figure approaching you, his teeth grinding against each other, his fists clenched.

“Why are you even here?” He asks, making you flinch at the harshness in his tone. “Just because you know Youngbin, doesn’t mean you can just beg him to bring you to each race to stalk me!” A lump starts forming in your throat. “Fuck, you just bring bad luck with you!” A frown forms on your face, and at the same time you felt a pinch in your heart, you could feel yourself growing smaller in front of him, and you weren’t sure what you had done wrong, how had you caused the issue with the software. “You’re just an obsessed fan,” He stops in front of you, you look u at him, you could feel your eyes glossing over as tears form in them, he was your favourite driver before you had even met him and having him say these harsh words to you was hurting you, and it was making you feel like nothing. “Nothing more, nothing less,” Youngbin had followed behind Zuho. “You’re always going to be nothing to me.”

“Juho, that’s enough!” Youngbin says, grabbing Zuho’s upper arm, ready to pull him away, but before he could, Zuho said one more thing that could have been left better unsaid.

“Why don’t you just fucking leave, disappear, and don’t come back!” He says, his tone cold, his eyes cold, your hand collides with his cheek, hard enough to make his head turn to the side, everyone pauses at the sound of your hand colliding with his cheek, luckily it was only the three of you and a few other people, but they quickly went back to what they were doing, it was silent for a solid minute as you glared at him.

“I didn’t come because I wanted to, I came because he told me you wanted me here,” You say, you could feel tears prickling in your eyes, but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction and show him how much his words had hurt you. “They say, never meet your favourite, you always end up disappointed, and they’re right,” Zuho slowly turns his head to look back at you the red mist that he was seeing now dispersing. “And I’m fucking disappointed right now,” Realization slowly sinks what he had told you and guilt starts to eat at him. “Don’t expect me back, ever again,” You walk past him, bumping shoulders with him on your way, Youngbin releases Zuho’s arm, letting out a sigh, he runs his hand through his hair, he was now in the middle between you and Zuho, he knew you would never let him choose between you two, but he knew that you would never talk to him about his work again, just to avoid the topic of Zuho, he looks at his friend before turning away and going after you, knowing he had to comfort you first, since you’ve been friend’s for years, and he wasn’t worried about losing his job, but he knew he could lose your friendship, Zuho let’s out a sigh and brings his hand to his head and runs his fingers through his hair.

“Shit…” He mutters. “Fuck, what did you do, Zuho?”

༻༺

Zuho sits in his private jet, night had fallen, and you had long left to return home, Youngbin was sitting across from him, a water bottle in his hand and the notes from the day’s race resting on his lap, he watched as the racer runs his fingers through his hair before his hands come together in front of his mouth, Youngbin could see the worry and distress in his eyes.

“I fucked up, I know, I shouldn’t have said that,” Zuho mutters, his leg was starting to bounce, a sign of his nerves kicking in, his heart was racing faster than it’s ever done, not even while he was driving in his Formula One car did his heart ever beat this fast. “I was just so fucking angry, and she… she was there.”

“I was there also!” Youngbin snaps, he was pissed that his friend had attacked his other friend.

“But you weren’t my target, you were explaining everything to me about what went wrong,” Zuho says. “And then I spotted her and everything went red,” Youngbin lets out a sigh, shaking his head, he had comforted you just hours earlier, and now he was comforting his other friend. “How is she…?”

“She hasn’t spoken much, but as you know she’s on her way home,” Youngbin says, he leans forward, putting the water bottle onto the table. “You fucked up, and after I tried so hard to convince her to come,” Zuho lets out a sigh. “She actually told me that she was afraid that she was going to be a distraction or in the way,” Zuho looks up at Youngbin, his hands falling away from his mouth. “I’m starting to think I shouldn’t have convinced her, seeing how you reacted,” Youngbin lets out a sigh and runs his hand through his hair. “What you did, was the exact opposite of confessing to her, what happened to that?”

“I was going to confess after I won the race!” Zuho says.

“You should know better than anyone else, that this sport is unpredictable, it tears your heart out and stomps on it, it doesn’t always end how you would want it to,” Youngbin says, he stands from the chair he was sitting on, picking up his notes from his lap. “If you want to fix it… or try to at least, you should act soon because she’s not always a very forgiving person, she will protect herself and cut you out of her life completely if she feels it’s better for her mental health,” Zuho looks up at him.

“You… you can’t convince her to come to another race weekend again, can you?” Zuho asks.

“It’s like you just ignored what I just told you,” Youngbin says. “You’ll need to go to her, maybe even beg her to forgive you if you want to even see her again,” He places the notes down on the table. “This time, you need to go to her, because she sure as hell will never set foot in the paddock again.”

༻༺

A week has passed since the incident, and you had made are to keep yourself busy, you barely spoke to Youngbin, mostly because you weren’t sure how to approach him, you knew he and Zuho had a close friendship also, and you wished you never even went to the first race of the season, it would have made things so much easier, you let out a sigh and place your hands against the counter you were cleaning, your head hurting from all the thoughts that were running through your mind, you hear the door to the coffee shop open, and you take in a deep breath before turning around and lifting your head, a fake smile on your lips, ready to help the customer, but it quickly fades when you see the person you never wanted to see again, you could feel a pinch forming in your heart as you saw him.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, trying to sound cold, but you knew that you were on the verge of tears, and you needed to try and keep it back.

“I need to talk to you,” Zuho says.

“Well, I don’t want to talk to you,” You say, you turn around, picking up the rag and start cleaning again, you hear him walk around the counter before his hand moves into your vision, he takes your hand, and you shake it, shaking his hand away from yours, you turn to him, glaring at him, your eyes glossing over.

“What?!” You say harshly.

“I need to apologise…” He says. “What I said… I didn’t mean it, it was unnecessary, it wasn’t aimed at you,” You roll your eyes, letting out a scoff.

“Well, it sure as hell sounded like you meant it,” You say. "Get out from behind the work area,” He looks around before he steps closer to you, you take a step back until your butt collided with the counter behind you, his hands move past you, and he boxes you in between him and the counter.

“You can scream at me, hit me… but please, I didn’t mean to say those things, we’ve grown so close over the past year…” He says. “I want to have a chance to apologize properly,” You lift your eyes, and he could see the tears forming in them, you sniff as you feel your nose becoming runny.

“Whose to say you won’t say that again next time you become stressed?” You ask. “That’s not what I want in my life… I don’t want to be a punching bag, Juho,” He nods his head, taking in a deep breath, he’s never seen you so close to tears, and here he was, about to witness you cry because of him, because of something he had done.

“I don’t deserve your forgiveness, not with what I had said to you,” He says. “But I’m here… begging for it,” His voice sounded strained like he was close to tears himself, and you could see his eyes glossing over. “I’m here to beg for it because I like you too much,” You swallow the lump forming in your throat only for it to return. “To just… leave it like that, to leave you hurt the way I did, I don’t want you to vanish from my life, I want to see you more in it… I want to see you as much as I possibly can,” A stray tear falls from your eyes and rolls over your cheek, causing him to break, he sniffs, trying to hold his tears back. “You can think about it, I know it doesn’t sound like much of a decent apology… but please, think about giving me one last chance,” He takes a step back from you and reaches into his pocket, another tear falls from you, and you sniff, he pulls out an envelope and stretches his arm out to you. “Think about it, and then… when you’re certain you want to forgive me, give me a last chance… please, come to the last race of the season,” You shakily take the envelope from him, more tears coming from you.

“I’m sorry I caused you to cry,” He mutters and takes another step back from you. “I’m sorry I’ve caused you pain, I’m sorry I’ve caused… this painful, hurtful… feelings, and experience to you," He moves out from behind the counter. “I’ll understand if you don’t show up, I’ll leave you alone… but part of me is hoping you will show up,” The lump in your throat grows bigger, you were no longer trying to hold the tears back, you wanted him to see and know how much he had hurt you. “I’m sorry for causing you this much pain… I’m sorry, Y/n…” He reaches the door and places his palm against the glass door. “I know this isn’t a proper apology… and what I did was unforgivable, but I want to see you… again and again, over and over.”

“Zuho… Please,” You mutter, your voice cracking as you plead with him to just leave.

“Think about it, long, hard, you don’t even need to show up at the last race, you can just tell Youngbin when you’re ready to meet with me…” He says.

“Please, go… Juho, please, just… leave,” You say, you lower your gaze to the floor as you hear him sniff, he was crying also, and most likely stalling, he didn’t want to go in case it would be the last time he would see you, the picture of you crying would be his last memory of you, the words he said to you would always haunt him.

“I… goodbye… Y/n,” He says, he pushes the door open and exits the coffee shop, the door shuts, and you push yourself away from the counter, moving to the kitchen, your co-workers watch as you move to the break room, they had most likely heard your conversation with Zuho.

༻༺

You sit in your apartment, the envelope in your hand and opened, inside was tickets to Abu Dubai where the last race would take place along with that there was some information about the hotel you would be staying at, you weren’t sure if you wanted to go, if you would go, tears were staining your cheeks and your hands shook as you cried, you never wanted to see him again, but part of you wanted to see him again, wanting to meet with him again, you had a few more weeks to decide before the final race would take place, and you knew you had to think about it carefully, you hadn’t spoken to Youngbin yet, and you weren’t sure if he knew that Zuho had visited you, or even knew what Zuho had given you, and you knew you had to get in contact with him soon to ask him if he had known, you would never be mad at your childhood friend, you put the envelope down and lean back against the couch, closing your eyes and letting the tears freely fall.

༻༺

You step into the garage of Aston Martin, it was Sunday, the last race of the season, and you had missed half of the race, you had only arrived at Abu Dubai and had taken your time to go to the track, your mind running with thoughts as you thought about what you would tell Zuho, you were willing to forgive him and work on rebuilding the trust that was broken, rebuild everything you had built up while you were getting to know him, you move towards Youngbin, and sit down on the chair next to him, he turns his head to look at you, his eyes widen as he sees you.

“You’re here?” Youngbin asks. “He’s going to be surprised when he steps out of the car,” You give him a small smile. “Is it good news you’re bringing him?”

“Hopefully it is to him,” You say. “How is he doing?” You turn your gaze to the screen.

“He’s leading, but we have a safety car, hopefully, he’ll keep the lead and win the championship,” He says, You nod your head, watching as everyone weaved behind the safety car. “Are you okay?” You nod your head again, turning your head to look at him.

“I am, don’t worry, focus on the race Mr Kim,” You say, he chuckles and turns his head back to the screen, watching and writing things down, as the safety car come to an end, Zuho fought tooth and nail to stay ahead, and thankfully he managed to pull away from his rivalry, by the time he reached the end he was over three seconds ahead and won, your eyes widen as loud cheering went around the garage, people hugged and even picked other’s up, Youngbin was suddenly stormed and pulled into a hug, you had never experienced it live, but you had seen the celebrations on television, but you never imagined it would be so loud, your shoulder was patted as people passed you and ran out the garage to go meet him at the podium ceremony.

“Congratulations friend, you did it, it was hard sometimes, but you did it,” Youngbin says into the radio, trying to stay calm, he looks at you. “There’s a surprise waiting for you when you get back, but enjoy it, Juho, you are the champion of the world!” You didn’t hear Zuho’s reply, but judging by the smile Youngbin wore, he must have said something back or even cursed with joy, Youngbin takes off the headset and looks at you. “Do you want to come with us to the podium celebration?”

“I’ll go along, maybe… add to the joy he’s feeling,” You say, Youngbin nods his head and helps you off the chair, you exit the garage and make your way towards the podium, you watch as the cars park underneath it, Youngbin pushes you through the mechanics until you reached the front where the barricade was put up, you watch as Zuho steps out from the car, standing on top of it and lifting the steering wheel into the air, fireworks going off in celebrations, he jumps off the car and puts the wheel back in place before he moves towards his team, he pauses in his spot as he caught sight of you next to Youngbin, he immediately pulls his helmet and balaclava off and hands it off to one of his team members, he walks towards you, you could see joy and happiness filling his eyes.

“Y/n…” Zuho breathes out. “You came,” He throws his arms around you and pulls you into a hug, you could feel his team pushing up against you to get to him, to pat his back and head while he held you in his arms. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

“We should talk after your celebration,” You whisper, you feel his hand moving to the back of your head.

“We will, wait for main the Aston Martin motorhome?” He asks.

“I’ll meet you there,” You say

༻༺

You watch the lights of the Abu Dubai hotel illuminate the night, a cup of coffee in front of you on the balcony of the motorhome Aston Martin had, you were waiting for Zuho to join you, you were certain about the decision you spent the last few weeks thinking about, you wanted to give him at least one more chance, and mostly, you wanted to sort everything out with him, clear the air, you turn your head as you heard the glass door being pushed open, you softly smile as you watch him step out onto the balcony, the night air greeting him.

“Y/n…” He softly says, you stand from your chair as he walks towards you, he wraps his arms around you, burying his head into the crook of your neck and took in a deep breath, taking in your warmth and scent. “I can’t believe you came, I was so worried you wouldn’t…”

“Well… you seemed extremely sorry, and we do need to clear the air between us,” You say, he slowly pulls away from the hug, his arms remain around you.

“We do… but first, before we do,” He says, he lifts one of his hands, pushing some of your hair out of your face. “I want to do something I’ve been wanting to do for a while now.”

“And what’s what?” You ask, his hand comes to rest on the side of your neck.

“This,” He mutters, he pulls you closer to him, his lips suddenly brushes against yours, your eyes widen as you feel his lips against yours before you had a chance to kiss back he was pulling away, his eyes filling with sadness, you swallow as you look up at him before reaching up for the back of his head and pulling him into another kiss, your eyes shutting and your lips moving against his, his lips were quickly moving with yours as he kisses you back.

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Baek Ju Ho (SF9) Kinky* Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: 

Deck: The Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Baek Ju Ho

Stage Name: Zuho

Group: SF9

DOB: 04.07.1996

Blood Type: O

MBTI: ENFJ

Sun Sign: Cancer

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: SF9

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Baek Ju Ho

Zuho (SF9) - Kinky

Spread / Question: Kinky Reading

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Position - 5 of Cups

Zuho is likely to become a bit addicted to his lover whenever he’s in a relationship. Physically parting with them, even when it’s because of usual daily routines brings him sadness, he might feel like if he was missing a part of himself and he’s likely to check on his lover often, more likely through calling them than texting because he needs to hear their voice and the tone so he can be sure his love is alright. Once he’s reunited with them, the burden of inner sadness vanishes. Break ups are likely extremely hard for Zuho and it takes him a long time to recover from them.

Libido - Knight of Cups

Zuho is such a pure romantic. He’s all about love and sweetness and he’s a real gentleman when it comes to relationships. He puts emphasis on the courting phase but he’s pretty much a soft sweetheart the whole time. His love is in a way pure and simple, he plays no games, nor does he hide anything from his lover. What you see is what you get when it comes to Zuho. He can pick his lover’s moods and hints very well and he’s likely a true master of romantic foreplay.

Turn On - Queen of Wands

While Zuho himself is a softie and becomes addicted to his lover and suffers when they are apart, he feels attracted to a strong and sparky personality, someone confident, fun, sociable and fiery. Someone with flaming charisma and spark in their eyes, spring in their step and seductive skills. It’s very likely for them to be verbally skilled and smart. And while their mouth can run all day long, they can put it to good use at night as well, making Zuho express his feelings in vocals, too.

Kink - 8 of Swords

We mentioned before that Zuho is strongly attached to his lover and this bond can become a real one when it comes to his kinky desires. Zuho might have a taste for bondage but in his case it’s more like he likes to tight himself to his lover or wrap in blankets together, the closer and tighter the bond, the better. He’s likely to enjoy being in as much of a physical contact with his lover as possible. In a more romantic version, he might enjoy slow dancing with them in a tight embrace, leaving no space in between him and his lover.

Dirtiest Secret - 3 of Wands

While Zuho is mostly a soft and gentle lover, he gets wild when kissing. Kissing is likely his favourite kind of interaction with his lover. For Zuho it’s both an expression of love and the merging of souls and spirits. He’s likely very fond of kissing, he changes angles to build the heat and he might even bite his lover when things start slipping out of his hands and his mind gets clouded by lust. Zuho is likely to decorate his lover’s skin with hickies if given the chance.

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Hello again 👋 I’m so happy to see your requests are open. I’ve been in such a soft mood lately. I would love to request Fluff #2 #12 and #30 with Zuho when you have time. 🥰 thank you and have a great day

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Zuho (SF9) | Breakfast in bed & Rainy day & “I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time.” fluff | 0.9k

The rain pitter-patters against the window and the soft sound creates the perfect ambience for your rare lazy morning. Taking advantage of the peaceful and quiet atmosphere, the television stays turned off. It’s just as well, because neither you nor Juho seem to be able to tear your eyes off each other. But who could blame you, when the morning light makes his features look so ethereal.

“You’re staring,” he mumbles around a bite of his food. The breakfast you’ve prepared together is simple yet delicious. That’s the secret ingredient - love, Juho has joked, and even if you’ve rolled your eyes then, a smile tugs at your lips at the memory.

“So are you,” you counter, voice equally quiet so as to not distract from the sound of rain. The view must be ridiculous - you, sitting inside what could easily be described as a nest made of blankets and pillows, all messy from being awake for less than an hour, and wearing the only piece of one-size-fits-all clothing that actually seems like it could fit anyone. It’s ridiculously warm and fluffy, and it has a hood and it’s long enough for you to curl in it like it’s a short blanket or a long hoodie. And it’s a neon green color that is no less ridiculous than the bright blue one Juho’s wearing. Truly a pair of fools.

“Because I love you,” he says with a self-satisfied grin. He's lucky he's cute.

"Has it ever occurred to you that I love you too?" you tease, reaching out with your fork to steal a bite from his plate. He defends against your half-hearted attack easily, so you let it go with only a hint of a pout on your lips.

"How does take out sound for lunch?" he asks, "Since we've already cooked today."

"Absolutely not," you deadpan. It was only yesterday that you told him you should really eat some hearty, delicious, and most importantly healthy meal. It's not like you feel like cooking, but at least one of you should be the voice of reason. No matter how much the other whines.

"We made the breakfast healthy enough," he tries to sway you. You look at the plate while you chew the bite you've taken. His statement is a little questionable. Unfortunately, not enough that it'd make your logic kick in. The image of a lazy day spent in bed is rather tempting…

"Ramen?" you suggest with a sigh. Maybe you'll feel less guilty if you do at least some cooking.

"Ramen it is!" Juho beams, a ray of sunlight shining through the clouds. You don't get why he's so obsessed with it. Whatever makes him happy, you guess.

"But you're helping me cook tomorrow, for real."

"Sure."

Happy and a only little dismayed by how easy it is to persuade yourself that one more day of unhealthy food is not going to hurt, you keep eating. It's quiet and the gentle ambience of rain reaches your ears once again.

It's not until you finish your food that you notice Juho's still half-full plate. You frown and look up at him only to be met with a fond expression on his face. He must've been staring at you for a while. He speaks up before you can.

“I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time," he sighs with a wistful smile. Your mind blanks for a second. You have to look away and watch the raindrops race across the window because you can't hold his loving gaze any longer.

"That came out of nowhere," you mutter, trying hard to calm your erratic heart. He chuckles, shrugging.

"Look at us," his voice is as soft as the look in his eyes, "We're a mess but we keep staring at each other, we made breakfast, we'll stuff ourselves full with ramen later. I don't think we'll get out of bed much today."

"Your point?"

It's not that you don't like it. It's just that you haven't felt the butterflies in your stomach this strongly in a while and you don't know how to cope with that.

"I don't think just anyone can love like that," he says, now turning sheepish himself, "So thank you."

Softening at his shyness, you put a hand on his knee and squeeze. 

"Thank you too," you give Juho a reassuring smile, "I couldn't imagine a better boyfriend."

He gasps, dramatically clutching at his chest as if your words have wounded him terribly.

"Boyfriend?" he scoffs, keeping up the charade. His eyes roll towards the ceiling like he can't believe his ears.

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me, love?" you quirk a brow at him, very much amused and in disbelief.

"Not yet," he grumbles and drops the act. He scoots closer until your knees bump together and he can pull you closer to him. His lips find your forehead. "Boyfriend is alright, for now."

You hum, shifting even closer to him. You lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. The rain outside is picking up, and you realize that there's probably not enough food to make anything but ramen for lunch even if you wanted to. Whatever, Juho loves it and nothing can beat warm ramen on a cold day.

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Love your sf9 stuff!

Was wondering if you could write an SF9 reaction to their s/o being horny in the middle of the night?? Thank you!

Sorry for the late answer. Thank you for requesting!

SF9 reaction to their s/o being horny in the middle of the night

Pairing: SF9 x female reader

Warnings: oral, fingering, masturbation, mentions of sex, everything in this piece happens with consent.

Bonus song rec: UFO, by Gemini ft. Seori.

smut content under the cut

Youngbin:

You deliberately wake him up, but with kind touches. Once he asks what the problem is, you say you need his help. "Nightmare??" he supposes pulling you closer, which obligates you to be explicit. He chuckles with a hint of malice and tells you to undress both of you then he is gonna do the job. The way he penetrates you is rather romantic at this time.

Inseong:

Waking him up is harder than you expected. However, the more you talk profanities into his ear as you lay very closer to him, the wetter you get. "You nasty" he finally moans back in a low tone. "Yes, I'm the nastiest!" you whine out excited. "Will you fuck yourself on my dick right now?" he asks with a jerk, knowing that this is all you want. You just need to climb on top of him.

Jaeyoon:

Jaeyoon immediately smiles at your filthy approach under the sheets but he is lazy. He slowly palms you back to reach your folds. "Are you wet?" He sounds curious but also hazy. Anyways, he is pretty caring and starts pumping your hole with two fingers as soon he figures out that you are lubrificated.

Dawon:

This boy is easily woken up. The first complaint that reaches his ear gets him alert. "Yes, doll". When you kiss him in the mouth, he gets it right away. You won't even need to move, he blindly goes to your bottoms and removes them, you are curious to discover what's he's going for. Maybe he will eat you out, maybe he will tease your entrance with those thick fingers of his.

Zuho:

He wakes up so lost and confused, you have to kiss him into comprehension. Since your kiss is much dirtier than he expects in the middle of the night, he slowly understands that there's something off. He places his hand spread onto your butt cheek and massages its flesh. "Oh shit, my princess needs to be fucked back to sleep". He will do it still half-asleep and still clothed but it's perfect to have your eyelids heavy again.

Rowoon:

Dragging him out of dreamland this late is harder than anything. He turns to the side and purrs at your approach. You are almost giving up, resigned to only sucking on his fingers when he suddenly asks if you need your pussy eaten out. "Please, my love" you cry, pulling his damp fingers out of your mouth. He clumsily slides underneath the blanket, intruding between your legs.

Yoo Taeyang:

Taeyang having a hard-on even though he is asleep is quite frequent. He often fix it without bothering you when his cock wakes him up. It goes differently when you are the one opening your eyes to your wet pussy instead. You palm him tenderly, with a pouty in your lips and kisses onto his neck. "What's it, baby girl?" he asks, feeling his member hardening into your fist. "Give it to me" you implore. Just a few more strokes and he stretches you out.

Hwiyoung:

He can't do nothing but whine once you interrupt his rest so you apologize. It's embarrassing but you're still very needy. You spread your legs, intent on taking care of yourself when Youngkyun start sucking on your shoulder and covers your hand with his. He stops the circles you were making with your fingers and checks your arousal without a word. Your fluids are enough to coat his digits thus he rubs your clit with ease.

Chani:

You all have established something similar to free use, hence you start touching his body as your whines fill the room. He takes a while to wake up, you humping his front with effort. At some point, he hisses a curse and grinds back on you before sliding his hand between the two of you. Just a small movement and his half-hard shaft is free for you to play with.

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