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Fatigued (PENTAGON: Hui)

after a quick look at my last fic post, i realized that it's been a little more than a year since i last posted any original thing from me lmaooo

i still have an unfinished vampire!wonho fic but i keep getting stuck cuz writing smut is haaaard. so since i have downtime from our workshop i decided to finish this, so i'm sorry if it seems like the ending is rushed. this one is still super tame compared to the others i have mapped out (as far as angst goes, this is not the heaviest one lol) so i hope y'all look out for those

PAIRING: Hui (Lee Hoetaek) x gn!reader. GENRE: fic, general, angst. WARNINGS: vampire!au—contains mentions of blood. WORD COUNT: 1,697.

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Hoetaek closes the door to his apartment quietly, slinging the strap of his crossbody off his shoulder and carefully setting it on the floor of the entryway before toeing off his shoes. In his other hand he holds a rectangular insulated bag, small enough to not be conspicuous, but big enough to fit his refills if they’re packed right.

It’s the first time he’s come home to his apartment in a week, cooped up in his studio composing songs, fixing demos, struggling with lyrics. It was only the notification from his phone reminding him of his appointment at the hospital that got him to get up and fix the clutter around the room.

Now he tiredly carries the insulated bag into the kitchen, propping the fridge door open with his leg and opening the zip of the bag carefully.

The blood bags are carefully packed into the container—enough for around two weeks. Hoetaek doesn't need to feed often (he's gotten a good handle on his thirst throughout the decades), but he still regulates his feeding times so he doesn’t burn through them all in one sitting. Before he holed himself up in the studio, he made a point to stock his body up on nutrients so he didn’t have to bring any bags to clutter up the mini-fridge there.

Hoetaek sighs, blinks hard a few times to clear the daze out of his eyes so he can store the bags properly at the back of the fridge, but giving up quickly. He’s dizzy, sleepy, bone-tired, and frankly a little smelly from working non-stop these past few days. Before he passes out from exhaustion, he decides to just dump the refills onto the only empty space near the front of the fridge. A nice, hot shower and a soak in the bath is in order.

He dumps the now empty bag on the countertop and makes a quick stop to the bedroom to fetch his towel, before heading to the bathroom. Along the way, he taps on his phone with one hand, typing out a quick text to you.

Hey, honey. I'm back at the apartment. Gonna take a quick shower, but you can come in anytime.

Hoetaek leaves his phone on the counter top, and inch by inch relaxes as he settles into his bath time routine.

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The bath is steamy when he finishes an hour later, refreshed and ready to take a much-deserved break. He whistles as he pads barefoot to the bedroom to change into the soft and comfy pajamas you gave him recently. When he finally finishes dressing and doing his minimal skincare routine, he steps out to the living area and sees you seated on the small couch.

“Oh, hi, babe! Didn’t hear you come in.” A lie. He heard it loud and clear when his phone buzzed on the counter midway through his shower; heard the quiet thud of the door and the lock fastening on the latch when you came in; heard the shuffling of your feet as you walked around the apartment in your house slippers; heard you rifling through the kitchen and the fridge looking for food or something to make a light meal with because he knows you like cooking for him after he’s had a tough day at work.

Cat’s out of the bag, as far as Hoetaek is concerned—you definitely saw the blood bags in the refrigerator. He is just delaying the inevitable at this point, refusing to acknowledge that he knows about your discovery and the worried and suspicious look on your face as you sit in silence.

“Yeah, I got in around fifteen minutes ago,” you say. He notes the way you twiddle your thumbs in your lap, looking away quickly to make a beeline to the kitchenette. It’s clean, just the way he left it an hour before, with no signs of anyone attempting to cook anything. Hoetaek figures you were too shaken by what you saw and gave up trying to whip something up and pretend everything is fine.

It is with a quiet resignation that he reaches into a cupboard for an opaque mug and rummages in the fridge for a blood bag, keeping his back towards you to hide him unscrewing the stopper and squeezing out the thick liquid into the mug. “Are you hungry? We can get something delivered,” he calls out, drowning out the sloshing sounds of the blood pouring out from the bag. Once he’s filled the mug almost to the rim, he screws the cap back on with practiced ease, licking his fingertips clean before stowing it back in the fridge, just on top of the pile.

Hoetaek hears you stand and pad all the way to the counter separating the kitchen from the living area as he looks for a reusable straw in one of the drawers, plopping it in the mug. “No, I’m good,” you say. The sweet taste of A-positive soaks his tongue as he takes a sip and he sighs in relief. He takes another drag through the straw before turning to face you, that worried look still on your pretty face. “Just…”

Your nails nervously tap on the faux-marble countertop. “Are you okay, Hoetaek? Are you sick or something?”

He holds the cooling mug tightly in both hands, shrugs. “What do you mean?”

You worry your bottom lip between your teeth. “I… I saw blood bags. In the fridge.” And then you start rambling. “I was just looking for something to cook for you because I know you’ve been at the studio working the whole week and figured you might want a salad or noodles or something. I didn’t mean to see—they were just there and I thought it was a pile of, I don’t know berry flavored jelly, I guess? But then I flipped one over and realized it’s blood and it had the label and everything, so I freaked out because how did you get that much blood and what are you gonna use all of it for?? Now, I’m concerned and worried and just a little bit freaked out about this whole thing.” Your fingers continued tapping a staccato rhythm as you talked, and finally still when you stop to catch a breath.

The mug almost falls out of Hoetaek’s hands as he regards you with shining eyes. He’d been lying to you, keeping such a big part of himself a secret from you for years. He can tell himself that he did it to protect you, to keep you away from the uglier side of him, but that’s not the whole truth. The fact of the matter is, Hoetaek is just scared; he is scared that you’ll just run off when the truth comes to light and he doesn’t think he can handle that.

The vampire sets the mug down on the counter next to the refrigerator, the contents well out of your sight, before standing in front of you. He lets the marble island between you act as a barrier, even as he takes both your hands in his. His thumbs smooth across your skin, teeth biting at his lip as he tries to find the right words.

“Babe… Thank you for worrying,” he finally starts. “But you didn’t need to. I’m not sick, although I know you get concerned that I’m too pale sometimes, but that’s just because I’m cooped up in the studio a lot.” He chuckles, and sees a corner of your mouth twitch upwards. He takes a deep breath before continuing. “We’ve been together for almost three years. And considering that I plan to get on your nerves for the foreseeable future, I suppose I need to be straight with you.

“I’m…” He takes a deep breath. “Well, to put it simply, I’m not human. I’m a vampire and I drink blood. I was born in the late 1890s, but I’ve been 30 for around eighty years or so.” He watches your face, looking for any sign of disgust or apprehension in the lines on your forehead. “I know this is a lot, and I’m not expecting you to stay after finding out about all this. If you need a break—from me—I completely understand.”

Hoetaek squeezes your hands and is about to release them, but you tighten your grip.

“You…” Hui’s brows knit as he watches you struggle to find words. “I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he replies quickly. “Take all the time you need.”

“No, it’s… I’m okay with it, I think?” You keep his hands in yours as you round the corner of the island to stand beside him. “I don’t mind that you’re a vampire, at least. I know I have questions, but I just don’t know how to word them properly, I guess?” The heat of your palms travels up as you drag them along his arms, across his shoulders, and stop to gently hold his cheeks. “I still love you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” you say. “I have no reason to stop loving you, Hoetaek.”

He squeezes your hands, knuckles white. “But…,” he whispers, voice breaking. “I’m not like you, I’m not human—I’m different… Does that not scare you?”

You look square in his eyes, searching for something in them, and then you slowly shake your head. “No. You’re you, and as far as I’m concerned, the only different thing here is that you apparently drink blood straight out of the bag. You don’t feel different, you don’t look or sound different. So you’re still my Hoetaek, right?”

Hoetaek thinks he could cry. It never crossed his mind that you would turn him away after baring himself—you have no bad bone in your body. But hearing you say so confidently that you still love him, that he’s still yours… made his long dormant heart almost beat again.

He surges forward and wraps his arms around your waist, buries his nose into your neck. (He is definitely not crying.) “I love you,” he whispers. “I love you so much.”

Hoetaek feels your head rest against his, your arms embracing him so gently, so carefully. “I love you, too. Always.”

#kdiarynet #uninet #universe net #pentagon #pentagon hui imagine #pentagon hui scenario #pentagon scenario #pentagon imagine #hui scenario #hui imagine #fic: hui #fic: mine #fic: not spicy #theme: vamp col

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yuthoe · 11 months

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can he not

#reblog: keonhi #oneus: leedo #NO DONT GO BACK I LIKE YOU THIS WAY

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yuthoe · 1 year

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Youtube Show

2020

[201128-1205] Lee Changsub - SubOhBar S2

2022

[220221] BTOB - Namuwiki

[220415-29] Lee Changsub - Kylo X Changsub | Adorable Baby

[220908] Lee Changsub - Nosang Again Ep. 01

[220923] Seo Eunkwang, Lee Changsub - Kylo | Adorable Baby

[221010-1107] Seo Eunkwang, Im Hyunsik - Begin Again Open Mic

[221111-Present] Lee Changsub - Changing Majors (전과자)

[221218-230226] Seo Eunkwang, Lee Changsub - INSSA OPPA Multiverse

2023

[230422] Lee Changsub - Kang Hyungwook’s Dog Guest Show Ep. 11

[230502] BTOB - Killing Voice

[230504] Seo Eunkwang, Im Hyunsik - Cho Hyunah's Thursday Night Ep. 14

[230504] BTOB - Idol Human Theater

#Btob: show #Reblog: yejiapsabtob #I don't know the lore behind yejiapsa yet tho

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yuthoe · 1 year

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PENTAGON for Classy.

#I love this #How have I not seen this before kdhdhd #Ptg: magazine #Reblog: cosmojjong

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yuthoe · 1 year

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when you debut actual singers.

#Reblog: suuho #Btob: killing voice #I got sucked into the btob hole bc of mfing Lee changsub #Not adding them to my list of groups to write for tho #They're just nice to listen to and look at

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yuthoe · 1 year

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TAG YOURSELF KPOP GROUP STYLE

Tag Yourself, I’m savage bitches SEVENTEEN

#Savage hoes #Savage queers #Disrespectful queers #Crazy hoes #Mhm #Reblog: kpopradio

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BTOB: Kinks (NSFW)

This contains NSFW content. Do not engage in my works if you are underage. Read to your own discretion.

No images yet! Let me know if you’re interested in making any! Otherwise, I’ll eventually get around to it! :)

Pairing: BTOB (OT7) x gn!reader (If I specified gender in error, please let me know) Warnings: gn!reader, descriptions of sexual acts, vulgar language, body worship, bondage (rope, silk, handcuffs, etc), sensation play/blindfold, marking/biting, overstimulation, breeding kink, choking kink, public/semi-public, bath sex, dirty talk, nipple play, oral sex, begging, eye contact, toys Genre: Smut, fluff, headcanon WC: 2685

Eunkwang

Sensation Play-Something just tells me blindfolds are a must with him. Whether you’re the one wearing it or him. But I feel like he could take things to the next level if he was wearing the blindfold. Can’t see, can only rely on what he’s feeling. When he’s kissing down your body and gets to your most sensitive areas. And because he can’t rely on his sight, he’s gotta trust his instincts and touch. That for whatever reason makes me believe he’s gonna work you up in the best ways because it’s just pure instinct driving him unobscured by overthinking it or seeing it. And with only your voice guiding him on where to go and what to do, he’ll give you exactly what you want.

Body Worship-He’s a very loving man and shows it. Whether you’re insecure or very satisfied with your physical appearance, he’s always proving to you that he only sees beauty when he looks at you. From head to toe, he’ll brush kisses all across your body and pretty much whisper why he loves each part of you. Your legs, your thighs, your tummy, chest, arms, face, everything. There’s no shortage of unconditional love spewing from his warm lips. His kisses and murmurs against your skin send shivers wracking through you every time. So he’s turning you on as much as he’s making you wanna tear up in happiness.

He has some insecurities of his own. So if you drop some endearments, or you know, trace your fingers over his toned body, I’m sure he’d love it. Also, bonus? Ya’ll know he excelled during his time enlisted in the military, right? Like impressively so. You can’t tell me this man doesn’t have the muscles to prove it. His thoughts would get so fuzzy and turned on if you took time to appreciate his impeccable physique.

Marking-He’s not the type of man who’ll try to lay claim to you in obvious ways. He gives you all the freedom to dress as you will, do what you want, and go where you wish. His only exception is leaving his love bites all over your body, usually in places only he has visual access to. It’s like his own dirty secret. The way you gasp every time he nips at your hips or your inner thighs drives his confidence in what he’s doing to you. Most of the time, he’ll leave his marks as he's trailing his lips down your body (going back to that body worship thing here).

As a bonus, he wants you to mark him too. Hickeys, scratches, anything that labels him as yours. He takes full pride in presenting himself as your lover. Even better, he enjoys the tiny spark of pain he gets when you rake your nails down his back or bite into his neck. So beyond the basic biting or scratching as individual kinks, marking in general gives him tingles and satisfaction.

Minhyuk

Light Bondage-Silk or leather cuffs, the comfortable kind. I just feel like he’s a leather guy. Giving and receiving. He’d tie your wrists to the bedpost, letting you move the bare minimum. Keeps you from stopping him when he wants to mark up your neck or kiss down your sternum. He finds it fun to tease you that way. It’s his favorite game. On the flip side, I think he would look delicious with his arms tied behind his back, sitting in a chair and letting you have your way with him. Let that image sink in for a while.

Body Worship-Another man who loves to worship you. Body image is very important for him, and that can be assumed by the way he takes care of his own body. Therefore, he makes damn sure that you know you’re beautiful and perfect the way you are. Compliments every inch of your body. Very reassuring with his words and isn’t even always in a sexual way. But seeing you so blissed out knowing that he loves you that much despite any insecurities you may have, it drives his protective instincts and he just wants to show you absolute, unconditional love.

Soft Dirty Talk-Look. This man has a voice, and it’s a damn good voice for him to whisper and murmur all sorts of dirty things. He’s not degrading about it and hardly even gets rough with the things he says. He’d much rather tell you how pretty you are taking his cock so well or how gorgeous you look with your mouth full. He’ll ask you if it feels good, where you want him to cum, what you want him to do next. His dirty talk is no less filthy but more filled with praise and carefulness in making sure you’re comfortable whilst also bringing you that much closer to a pleasurable release.

Changsub

Breeding Kink-This one goes without saying. He’s so good with kids. He has this overwhelming aura of “caretaker.” When he expresses his desires to breed you or just even the mention of making love without a condom or any sort of birth control, he’s super serious about it. It’s not just a kink for him. He wants to have that connection with you. For the ladies, he’d be over the moon to father your children. His care and protection extends further into making sure you’re absolutely taken care of. For the handsome men, the connection means everything.

When he’s in this particular mood, the sex is super sensual, very touchy, slow and deep. Fingers laced and face in your neck, the works. Will absolutely cocoon you with his body.

Nipple Play-It starts with his fingers, flicking your little nubs and making you gasp from his touch. But that’s just to get your attention. He’s got a fixation for your chest, and he emphasizes it when he works his lips around one of your nipples. Suckling until they’re erect and swirling his tongue around them. He’ll spend a lot of time on them, especially if they’re sensitive for you. And while I don’t think a lactation kink is that high on his go to list, I do think his obsession with your nips is connected to his breeding kink.

Biting-Remember how I mentioned earlier that he’d have his face buried in your neck? Whether you’re making love or just having a wild fuck, he loves to leave his mark on your throat. Little love bites. Nothing extreme. He’ll bite harder when you tighten around him or when he’s going through his own release. Does not limit himself though. He likes your nipples, so expect some little pinches there. But overall, every sexy night (or day) he finds a new soft spot to sink his teeth in to make you squeal.

Hyunsik

Bath Sex-As a super romantic guy, my man here would pull out all the stops. Whether you consider this a kink or not, one of his favorite things to do is to run you a warm bath fragranced in your favorite scent. He’ll have it ready by the time you get home after a long day. There doesn’t have to be dimmed lights (all the time) but he’ll still light a nice vanilla candle for your comfort.

Might start with a massage and some light talk to break the ice. But if you’re ready to get right into it, you’ll step into that tub after him and just immediately situate yourself over his cock. He loves to run his hands all over your body while you’re riding him, just feeling your hot, wet skin under his fingers. It’s no-never-mind if any water gets splashed over the edge, you guys have plenty of towels to clean up the mess. You’re too focused on the hot kisses you’re exchanging while chasing your highs.

Minor Public/Thrill Seeking-Okay so I feel like he has just enough cockiness to take minor risk. It would be something to work up to to have quickies behind a carnival tent or in a public bathroom stall; I just don’t think he’d really like quickies and he’d probably prefer cleaner locations. But that’s not to say he’d be against blowjobs or fingering under the table or feeling you up at the store or fucking against the window in a luxury hotel for the world to see. Ya know, the classics. One thing he’d do for sure is blatantly have sex with you with the other members or your friends, or even your family, in the same house or in the next room. No shame.

Eye Contact-There’s something super intense about keeping eye contact while on the edge of orgasmic release. With one hand holding his body above yours and the other keeping you from turning away, he’ll literally beg for you to look at him during that last hurdle of quick thrusts until you’re cumming. When he’s able to commit the image of your expression to memory, he’ll kiss you hard while riding out his own release. The intensity leaves you breathless and satisfied, actually shaking in his arms as you both come down. It might just be a guilty pleasure but damn is it a good one.

Peniel

Biting-Another man of marking but specifically, biting. Contrary to what may be popular belief, I’m pretty sure he prefers to be on the receiving end of this one. Every time you bite down on his shoulder, it sends shivers down his spine. It’s like his body immediately reacts in a way that has him thrusting into you even faster. And harder. Which in turn makes you bite harder because he feels that good plowing your insides. So it’s literally a cycle of never ending pleasure. And damn if this man doesn’t feel a sense of pride seeing your marks on his skin the next morning. It’s the type of inflation to his ego that boosts his mood for the day to follow.

Oral-Bet. There’s nothing this man loves more than getting his dick sucked. I’m just saying, he’s that type. Most of the time he won’t ask for it. You offer, and he never declines. But if he’s really horny and desperate for some kind of release, he’ll get on his knees and beg if he has to. And he’s never forceful about it either. Once your lips are around him, he’s at your mercy. He might pet your head while you’re masterfully completing your task, but the pace is all you. And he’s very vocal with how he’s feeling as you go. On the flip side, he has no problem returning the favor. Most nights you’re just ready to go because his moans turned you on that much. But if you want his mouth on you, you’ll have it. His fingers are a bonus. He uses his tongue a lot, and something tells me he’s messy about it. He’ll clean you up tho.

Toys-I’m almost certain that this dude likes to get freaky and adventurous. You both would be very open with your kinks and boundaries. Neither of you will buy any toys or sexy things without the other. And I know a lot of couples or assumptions would sometimes have one person surprising the other with a new toy or something. Not here. There’s a need for confirmation that both of you will be comfortable with whatever the other wants to introduce or try. There’s no limitations to what he’ll want to try. He’s curious and intrigued by the possibilities. But he’s also very concerned for your approval and comfort. So in short, he’s whipped for you and anything you say goes.

Ilhoon

Blindfold-He just finds it sexy. Mysterious, a guessing game, the intimate trust that goes into not being able to see what you’re partner has in store for you and you just have to rely on your other senses. That’s the big appeal for him. Funny enough, this one probably started as some kind of taste guessing game on a cozy indoor date night. And he fell victim to the innocent act of you licking your lips after eating something with your eyes covered. Thus turning it into a frequent sight paired with the way you’re laid out underneath him.

Bondage-I feel like he’d prefer to be on the receiving end with this one. Nothing extreme, just something simple. Handcuffs or rope, maybe. But he definitely has no problem relinquishing any kind of control all to you. He completely trusts you once you get to this point in your relationship. He likes the feeling of not being the one to take the initiative and letting you do as you please with him, within reason.

Not to say he wouldn’t flip the switch and tie you up instead, but that’s gonna be your call. And it’s not really about dom/sub themes. You guys just like the idea and it adds that little bit of spice in your sex life. As long as you’re both satisfied in the end, neither one of you has to necessarily be dominant over the other even with restraints added in the mix.

Overstimulation-I feel like he’s hooked on the overwhelming sensations that is the pain mixed with pleasure as much as he’s hooked on your response to it. It’s a two-way street. He’s willing to push himself that extra mile if just to give you the satisfaction you need. Whether it’s you pushing him into another orgasm or him getting one more out of you. There’s something enthralling seeing the way you tremble when he coaxes you into orgasm after orgasm, leaving you breathless and limp by the end of it. Versus the way he loses all coherent thoughts when you lovingly refuse to let go of his cock even after he cums all over your hand.

Sungjae

Marking-He’s kind of possessive and the act is just subconscious instinct at this point. He nips, he pinches, he sucks, and sometimes his grip becomes a bit strong. He leaves hickeys up and down your body, leaving no patch of skin untouched. He wants the world to know you belong to him. But he definitely pays extra attention to the areas that aren’t as easily noticeable to the public eye. It might get out of hand sometimes, like if his hand presses too much into you, wherever he’s got it, and he might leave bruises behind. He feels bad about it afterwards and won’t let himself live it down, no matter how much you assure him that you’re fine. But he’ll still give you that shy, cocky smirk when he sees his mark on your neck.

Begging-Being the youngest out of his chosen brothers, he’s likely been subjected to the classic youngest brother stereotypes such as asking for this and that or wanting something the other boys had. But that’s not the case with you. He likes hearing you beg when he denies you. Even for the most mundane things. If you want a specific food, he’ll tell you to beg him to order it if you want it that bad. If he takes your phone as a joke, he’ll make you ask for it nicely and cutely. If you want to cum after being denied the first or second time, you gotta beg, honey. He gets a kick out of it. And in the sheets, it flips his primal switch.

Choking-With your consent, the moment right before you’re about to cum is when he wraps his fingers around your throat. It’s never forceful or rough. Just enough pressure for you to get that lightheaded feeling as you find your release. The look of pure ecstasy on your face in the act drives him insane. And the way you tighten around him takes his own breath away.

Vice versa, if you’re riding him and he feels he’s close, he’ll tell you to choke him. He wants you to put your weight into it because he’s got that cocky mindset that he’s definitely stronger than you, whether he is or not. But the feeling sends him into sweet euphoria and it causes his whole body to shudder when he thrusts up into you.

#Reblog: others spicy #Interesting interesting

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yuthoe · 1 year

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leedo,,,

this song,,,,,,

youtube

dude u wildin

#oneus: pygmalion #oneus: leedo #oneus #oneus leedo #genuine question were you horny when u wrote this????#Youtube

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yuthoe · 1 year

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Welcome to May Trope Mayhem!

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#the prompts are so good this year im foaming at the mouth #i really wanna do some of them but i haven't even finished last year's lmao #ripping my hair out gnashing my teeth #if i rush the wonho one maybe......

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um can you write something w yeo one ? smut prompts 16, 18, 24, and 85? thank you !!!

16. “You can get louder, can’t you?” 18. “I want to taste you.” 24. “Don’t cum yet.” 85. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

“Pretty girl,” Changgu praises as he settles you on the edge of his bed, his hands that were holding you up moments ago smoothing down your outer thighs. That crooked smile of his is shining despite the low light of the room. You chew on your lower lip and lean back on your arms, looking up at him through sweetly batting lashes. He seems to be charmed by your feigned innocence, his eyes drifting to your lips as his own part, his body giving away what it is that he wants.

You hadn’t expected this to happen tonight. You hadn’t expected Changgu to be like this. You had only met him the day prior at your usual coffee spot, almost choking on your coffee when he approached you while you were reading at your self-designated table. You don’t see men that handsome every day. Men that handsome don’t talk to you every day.

He was in a hurry so you weren’t able to talk much. You had just long enough for him to tell you that he thought you were “too beautiful not to meet” and ask you on a date for the next evening—tonight. You exchanged numbers and you spent every waking hour since thinking about what a date with him would be like.

Changgu tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and then cups the side of your face as he leans down to you, his pouty lips only a few short inches away from yours. “I promise I wasn’t planning this,” he whispers, his free hand grazing across the top of your thigh and under the lightweight dress you chose for a summer evening date. His fingertips gently push themselves between your thighs to separate them without being forceful and you part them even more for him, your heart warming at how thoughtful he’s being even in a moment of desire.

He smiles at how easily you offer yourself to him, his lips nudging against yours before attaching to them in a passionate but careful kiss. Your eyes had been glued to his perfect lips all night so you were prepared for them to be soft and intoxicating, but you couldn’t have predicted just how right you would be. You couldn’t have predicted how he would move them so slowly, so intentionally. That he would somehow flood you with relief and desperation at the same time.

His hand glides up the inside of your thigh now, leaving goosebumps in his wake. You sigh into his mouth and feel the smirk on his lips, his hand palming your thigh and squeezing as a sign of his own urgency. Your lips force open and you almost forget you’re supposed to be kissing him. Luckily, he doesn’t let you forget, his lips capturing yours again effortlessly.

His hand finishes its trek up your thigh, his middle and ring fingers easily locating the crotch of your dampened panties. The initial touch is so highly anticipated that you can help the desperate moan that you spill into his mouth. “Mm,” he hums, pulling back just enough to get a good look at the blush on your cheeks, a pleased smirk taking up residence on his much-too-handsome face. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

Your cheeks burn more at his observation, your head lolling as you try to hide your face in your shoulder. “Uh uh.” He stops you, his voice confident yet gentle, as his index finger lifts your chin until your eyes meet. “Don’t hide from me, pretty. I want to see you.”

You somehow manage to maintain his gaze even though your stomach is doing flips and your core is throbbing with need. “To be fair,” he starts, his two fingers now rubbing slow circles into your clit through your panties. “I haven’t had the chance to learn much about you yet.” He winks and you could swear you’re in a dream. He’s a dream.

“I was planning on being a perfect gentleman tonight. Show you a nice time, take you home, and give you a kiss goodnight. On the cheek, of course.” His fingers release their pressure, instead inching their way over to hook into the crotch of your panties and pull it aside. You can feel the cool air of the room as it hits the slick on your cunt, a head-to-toe shiver coursing through your body. “But when I saw just how badly you needed to be taken care of, I decided it would be ungentlemanly to send such a beautiful girl home from a date with frustrations.”

Your whole body is on fire from equal parts embarrassment and lust. You had made it entirely too obvious. Failing to answer his questions at dinner because you were too busy admiring his beauty or fantasizing about seeing it between your legs. The way your hand greedily squeezed his toned bicep when yours was looped through it as you walked through the city. The way your thighs rubbed together in his car as you watched him drive, the beautiful veins of his arm catching your eye.

That’s what clued him in. He meant to just glance at you when he reached a stoplight, hoping to catch sight of a dazzling smile on a dazzling girl, but his eyes couldn’t help but be distracted by the shifting of your legs in his passenger seat. Not one to beat around the bush, he had stopped the small talk he was making with you in order to make you a proposition. “Y/n,” he started with a decisiveness in his tone that made you dizzy. “You look like you need to be touched. Is that right?”

You stumbled over your words for far longer than you could ever forgive yourself for. Luckily, Changgu spoke up again to end your embarrassment. “I want to take you home and take care of you. Is that okay?” You were nodding wordlessly despite his eyes being back on the road. He could see you in his peripheral vision, but it wasn’t enough. “Speak up, pretty. I want to know you’re really comfortable with that.”

“Y-yes, Changgu.” Your voice was barely louder than a whisper.

And now here you are, legs spread on Changgu’s bed as he stares into your soul, his fingers sliding through your folds like you weren’t almost-strangers. “Please,” you beg him, your fingers curling into his bedding as you envision his fingers curling inside of you. He fights off a smirk and leans his forehead against yours, his words a provocative whisper. “Need to cum so bad, don’t you y/n?” His fingers return their focus to your aching clit, pressing into it much more firmly this time. “Want to watch my hand…” His hand ghosts to your entrance, teasing it so lightly with his fingertip that you can’t help but whimper. “...as I let you feel my fingers from the inside?”

Fuck. Yes, yes, yes. You feel like you could explode from all the sexual tension–most of which you had created entirely on your own all night long. “Changgu… need you. Please.” Your eyes plead with his, your arms wobbling a bit as you try to keep yourself held up. He only smiles and kisses the tip of your nose, two fingers pushing inside of you with the most satisfying stretch.

You bite down on your bottom lip to quiet the lewd moan this feeling elicits, allowing him a much softer, much more polite version of it instead. He cocks his head and grins at you, clearly aware of what exactly it is that you’re doing. “You can get louder, can’t you?” He’s being nice–choosing not to call you out but asking for more as if it's for his own sake. Maybe it is. His fingers don’t stop, thrusting themselves in and out of you at an escalating pace, curling just the right way in your depth.

You take the hint and let yourself relax completely, the seemingly endless string of moans falling from your lips every time his fingertips brush against the sweet spot inside of you. Your eyes are no longer on each other’s, instead watching his fingers glitter with your nectar and disappear inside of you over and over. Something about watching him pleasure you together feels extremely intimate and erotic and you can tell it’s getting to him as well, his jaw slack in awe and a noticeable bulge in his expensive pants.

“Every part of you is so pretty,” he muses, his flattery striking a cord in you that makes you clench around his fingers. He sucks air through his teeth at the feeling, undoubtedly imagining that same squeeze around his cock–not that he would dare say as much to you. He ups the speed of his fingers and finds your clit with his thumb, endlessly motivated to increase your pleasure. When he notices the way your body is quaking and your moans are slurring together, though, he stops.

“Don’t cum yet.” His only answer to the question in your mind: why? Your lips make a perfect pout as your eyes search for his again. They find an empathetic smile on their way before they’re closing to enjoy a deep kiss that feels like it lasts a lot longer than it does. “I want to taste you,” he confesses against your lips as he breaks the kiss half-reluctantly. Oh.

He doesn’t waste a second longer, dropping to his knees as his hands press your thighs apart further to make more than enough room for himself. His eager mouth quickly attaches itself to your swollen bud and your body spasms from the intense suction. You cry out his name in surprise and he seems to like that, his fingers digging into your thighs as his tongue snakes out to toy with you–first flicking your clit then traveling through your folds, lapping up every taste of you he can get.

He’s rewarded with another stupefied moan when his tongue snakes itself inside of you, his beautiful eyelashes fluttering as he loses himself in your cunt. “Oh my god,” you exhale, head falling back as one hand fists his hair for dear life. Pleased with your responsiveness, he hums and fucks you with his tongue, his thumb finding your clit once again to send you over the edge he knows you’re near.

It’s too much. In just the right fucking way, it’s too much. You pull at his hair for leverage as you lose what little control of your body you had left, pleading for release with breathless moans.He gives it to you, this thumb vibrating from its speed on your clit and his tongue muscles only working harder to make sure you feel him. Make sure you never forget him.

You cum on his tongue with a silent cry, mouth agape and eyes rolled into the back of your head. He guides you through your high and your comedown, his tongue slowing as he removes his hand from you to avoid any discomfort. When he stops altogether, he smiles up at you like you just did him a favor, his eyes sparkling. “Much better, huh, pretty?” He winks up at you and flattens his tongue against your slit, dragging it up slowly to make sure you’re clean. You chew on your lip as you twitch a bit from the sensation, but you can’t help but think he’s being really fucking cute right now.

“So much better, Changgu. Thank you.” Your words are still working their way out around your labored breathing, but at least you’re able to use them for something other than begging him to touch you now. As he rises from between your legs, his hands fixing your clothes so you’re decent again, you hold each other’s eyes. “What about you, though?” You ask, not wanting to leave him in a frustrated state either.

He chuckles and shakes his head before offering you his hand. You take it, but you’re not sure why he’s offered it to you in the first place. “Don’t worry about me.” He gently pulls at your hand, helping you to stand up with him, his other arm snaking around your waist to hold you in case you’re not quite steady yet. “As I said, I never intended for this to happen tonight. This, I can allow, because it’s for you.” Wink. “But we will not be focusing on me tonight.”

You smile at him like you pity him, but really you are just completely charmed by him. You knew he was a gentleman, but to this extent? How many men would stop here by choice when you’re offering to give him more? “You really are the perfect man,” you say with a playful smirk, reaching up to kiss his cheek. He beams at both the compliment and the sweet gesture of affection before lacing his fingers through yours.

“Thank you, y/n.” His thumb rubs the outside of your hand as you just stand there and gaze longingly at each other for a few moments. He’s the first to speak and you’re grateful that he does because you’re not sure you’d have snapped out your trance otherwise. “Now, let’s get you home. I’ll grab you some water on our way out. I’ve already had you out far later than I had planned.”

You laugh together at the absurdity of everything that happened tonight as you make your way out of his room. You don’t feel like strangers. You don’t feel weird or awkward. You feel completely comfortable. So comfortable that when he says, “I guess if you ever want to return the favor, you’ll just have to go on more dates with me,” you laugh some more. Deal.

#This is so hot #Fic: spicy #Fic: not mine #HOT HOT HOT #Reblog: trash-hours

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