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americanoopie · 5 days ago

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Can I request pussy drunk hyunjin? 👉👈 Literally can't stop thinking about his mouth and hands lately

♡The Deep End - Hwang Hyunjin

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

pairing: boyfriend! Hyunjin x f! reader

warnings: breaking and entering(kinda), voyeurism, public intercourse, oral (f. receiving), overstimulation

a/n: I'm sorry I've been MIA lately. I'm slowly starting to get back in the swing of things!

"The pool closes at ten, we can't go down there now!" You crashed on the hotel bed and clicked on the tv. There was something so comforting about crappy hotel television.

"Oh come on! No one will be down there! It could be romantic?" Hyunjin stood in the doorway, shoulder leaned against the door frame and a towel hung over his shoulder.

"Ah, yes. Chlorine is so romantic!" You rolled your eyes. But you could see the pout already forming on Hyunjin's mouth, his eyes already soft and pleading even before your sarcastic comment had fully formed. "Fine...!" You huffed. You spring up from the bed and grab your bathing suit from your suitcase.

The two of you snuck down to the hotel lobby and Hyunjin played look out while you hopped the outdoor fence and unlatched the gate from the other side. The adrenaline of sneaking around and the lingering fear of getting caught was the bare bones of your relationship with Hyunjin. You both loved the rush and you both got off on it. The sex wasn't only great, it was some of the last intense orgasms you had ever had.

You let out a tweeting bird noise, a clear signal that your end of the job was done. Hyunjin snuck around to where the gate was unlatched and made his way to you.

"Bird noises, really?" Hyunjin snickered, pulling off his shirt and kicking off his flip-flops.

"I was going for discretion, Jinnie." You snapped back before pushing him into the pool. Unfortunately he had seen your tactic from a mile away and swiped your leg, ultimately bringing you in with him. He picked you up immediately and kissed your face frantically so you wouldn't be upset that your clever plan didn't work. He kissed your cheeks, your lips, your neck. He kissed you so hastily that it tickled and made you laugh loudly.

His kisses halted for a moment to cover your mouth. "Shh! Remember, we're breaking the rules here." The two of you locked eyes while his hand still covered your mouth and that familiar heat pooled in your stomach and your hips rutted subtlety into his. His eyes narrowed and he wasted no time pressing you against the edge of the pool, kissing you hungrily while your bodies floated unevenly in the water around you. You broke the kiss to catch your breath, panting heavily while Hyunjin continued to kiss down your neck and chest.

His hands traveled down your waist to your hips, pressing his fingertips into the soft sensitive skin there. He lifted you up out of the water, propping you delicately on the edge, legs spread.

“Can you stay quiet, bunny?” Hyunjin hummed, his face already buried between your legs. He was so impatient when it came to this. He was hungry and he was desperate and he wanted it NOW.

“Mhm..m” You whimpered back, your hand covering your mouth like a vice. The exact response he wanted. The danger of getting caught, that was one thing. But the thrill of your boyfriend licking and eating you out while surrounded by the towering eyes of hotel windows, that was enough to make you come right then and there.

You leaned yourself back on your elbows, your head still angled down to take in the almost too perfect view of Hyunjin's plump, full lips kissing your bare mound as he slid your bathing suit to the side. He watched with hungry eyes as you spread your legs wider for him. He brought himself even closer until his face was inches from your perfect, tight cunt. He grabbed one of your thighs and pressed it up and back against your stomach, spreading your lips even more. He lolled his tongue out of his mouth and licked along the length of your pussy lips. His hand continued to squeeze your thigh while his tongue lapped and licked frantically like a thirsty puppy while murmuring "thank you" over and over again.

You watched him hungrily devour you, your hand grabbing a generous handful of his hand, your hips already starting their practiced rhythm.

"Grind into me, please bunny please use my mouth." He groaned and begged into you, sending vibrations against your sensitive clit. Your pussy lips soaked and swollen now, letting your hips grind and rut into his open and waiting mouth. He growled and groaned in satisfaction. “Come on me bunny, I need to taste you, please.” He begged, his voice muffled by your soaked cunt. You fell back flat against the concrete, your leg still dangling in the water while the other hooked around Hyunjin's strong shoulder. Your eyes rolled back and you tugged and pulled helplessly at your boyfriend as he continued to suck and pull and lick you through your orgasm.

Suddenly a flashlight shone in your face, bright and burning. “Hey! The pool is closed!” A security guard was standing near the gate, making his way over to the two of you.

“Shit!” Hyunjin exclaimed, a proud smile on his dripping face. “Let's get out of here!!”

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americanoopie · 5 days ago

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BF! SKZ finding out you've never cum

Pairing: OT8 x Reader Warnings: Explicit content! MDNI WC: 5200

Bang Chan:

“Oh really?” he asks, ears going red. He looks away, staring at the ceiling before glancing back at you. “Never?” you shook your head. He tongues the inside of his cheek and you fidget under his sudden intense gaze.

“Do you wanna…” you bite your lip, thinking for a moment. “Would you want to help me try?” His eyes go wide for a second before looking at you.

“You want me to?” he asks, shy. You nod your head and press your thighs together.

Your boyfriend is hot. There’s no denying that fact, even now as he sits across from you in a black tank top and a pair of grey sweats. Even without trying, he’s effortlessly sexy. Though the relationship is new, you aren’t a stranger to makeout sessions and Chan, well it’s just in his nature to walk around and sleep naked. So, even though this would be your first time… you’ve wanted him. Craved his touch from the first moment he kissed you. So when he asks “Are you sure?” You don’t even hesitate before answering “Yes.”

He pulls you to his chest. You immediately get chills as you feel his breath on your neck, your back pressed against his front. You can feel the sizeable bulge in his sweats pressed against you and as much as you want to press against it, to turn this onto him, when his hand snakes down your front you throw your head back and focus on the pleasure he’s giving you. His mouth is on your jaw and your neck and long gone is that shy act–you know exactly who you’re dealing with now. The man who isn’t afraid to take his shirt off on stage. The man who shamelessly flirts with Stays.

“You already look so pretty for me,” he says into your ear. You can tell he’s smiling without looking at him. “I’ve barely even touched you and you’re already so wrecked for me?” You nod fervently as he hikes your shirt up, revealing you to him. “Say stop at any time,” he tells you with a kiss. The ever-caring lover you’ve fallen in love with, even when at his sexiest can’t not check in with you. He makes you watch every movement, every flick of his hand against your nipples. His warm breath and tongue against your skin, the absolutely filthy words he whispers in your ears when you aren’t looking him in the eyes.

It feels so natural when his hand connects with your core and you’re already soaking wet. It takes him by surprise and he almost pulls his hands out of your shorts but you close your thighs around him, needy and desperate for his touch.

“Please,” you say, looking up and blinking at him. You can tell a comment is on the tip of his tongue, something about you being so wet or needy for him but you silence him with a kiss. His deft, knobby fingers slide into you then and he smirks, smirks at the effect he has on you. His fingers are long, skillful in the way that every touch is purposeful. He reaches spots that you couldn’t possibly reach with your own fingers and he touches your body as if he has memorized every inch of you already.

“Chris,” you whine, and that affects him in ways you don’t even know. You can feel him grow even harder behind you and he even ruts his hips into your back, groaning at the friction. He focuses on you though, one hand snaking up to rest on your neck.

You’re close. You’re close and he knows it and he touches you now with the intent of getting you to finish. He whispers and groans the filthiest shit in your ear until you’re burning up, absolutely flushed from all the things he tells you he wants to do to you.

You’re not surprised with how little effort it takes for him to push you over the edge. You pulse around his fingers as he keeps the same pace. He made you cum and he didn’t even have to take off your pants. You’re impressed but you know he would never take the compliment, that he would brush it off and turn red as if he didn’t just wreck you. He pulls his fingers from your center once you’ve come down from your high, sticking them into his mouth and moaning around his fingers.

“God that was hot,” he laughs.

You throw your arm over your face in embarrassment and he showers your face with kisses.

His arms tighten around you and he rocks you back and forth, giddy until you’re both a giggling mess.

Lee Know:

“Ahhh,” he nods. “I see.” He looks at you and where his hands rest underneath your shirt, playing with the hem. He thinks for a moment, biting his lip as he thinks of a way that he can help you without making you uncomfortable. An idea pops in his head and he looks at you and smirks, eyes dark with mischief.

He spreads his legs then, his muscular thighs straining the fabric of his jeans. You would be blind to not notice the large bulge straining for some relief but he tsks and guides your vision to his face. You go red-hot from being caught staring and he all but coos, grabbing your waist so that you’re straddling one, muscular thigh.

“Min–”

“You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” he prefaces and he blows a strand of hair away from his face. God he’s so gorgeous that it’s lethal, knocking your breath out from your chest with one stare. “But, if you want, you can grind your pretty pussy on my thigh. You do all the work and I’ll just watch you, yeah?”

You feel shy from his gaze all of a sudden and he silences your thoughts with a kiss to your lips, sucking your bottom lip between his teeth. He can’t stop his mouth from connecting to your skin, leaving hot wet kisses along your jaw, neck, and ear. When he nibbles on your ear and you feel his hot breath against you, you can’t help it when your hips kick forward desperate to get some friction.

“That’s it,” he groans. “Just like that.” Tentatively you roll your hips against the fabric again, head lolling back at the delicious friction it causes between your legs. True to his word he lets you do all the work, arms crossed behind his head and eyes heavy as he drinks you in. He smiles a familiar grin that causes you to heat up, one that’s smug but offensively gorgeous.

You feel spurred on by the look he’s giving you and the feeling between your legs and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips when he tenses his thigh.

“Fuck, you look good like this,” he says softly. You’re rocking yourself back and forth on him in earnest now, feeling your high start to build up. But you’re sensitive now and you’re starting to lose your rhythm, your hips becoming tired.

“Min I can’t,” you whine, losing that feeling that had slowly started to build.

“I gotcha,” he says, grabbing your hips for you. He rocks you back and forth using his own strength, not forgetting to push his thigh harder against your core. He works you back up embarrassingly fast and before you know it you’re spilling over the edge with your back arched and a loud cry. Just as he allows you to slow down he presses a kiss against your lips, breathing in your moans. You slump against his shoulder then and he strokes your back. “Beautiful,” he whispers.

Changbin: Changbin doesn’t react at all when you tell him. His arms are full of you, who is currently straddling his lap happily. Your makeout session was starting to get a little intense and you could tell that it was likely to escalate–which you had no problem with, but you couldn’t stop the confession from releasing from your lips.

He stares at you. No acknowledgement whatsoever. You gulp nervously… any reaction would be better than no reaction, you think.

“Bin?” you ask, breaking his focus. You’re worried that you ruined the mood, suddenly anxious. “Should I not have said that? We can stop,” you say, lifting your hips to get off of him when he grabs your waist, setting you down flush against his hips.

“Sorry,” he smiles sheepishly. “I think… I was flustered.”

“Huh?”

“That turned me on more than it should have,” he admits with a small smile, staring at the wall next to him. You coo at the blush on his face, his ears turning suddenly red. His bulge pressing into your clothed core further proves his point–he wasn’t lying. You hate to admit how turned on you are now too, his thick cock pressing against you making less-than-pure thoughts run through your head.

Your lips reattach to his in a messy kiss and your hands are everywhere, feeling his broad, toned pecs, his muscular shoulders, his tummy… You press kisses against his throat, his collarbone, his sternum and you can feel his cock twitch in his sweats. The thought that he’s just as aroused as you are, with your panties probably soaked from your arousal, pushes you even further. You rock yourself against his clothed cock, relishing in the way it presses against your clit just right. The groan he lets out is heavenly, his head thrown back in bliss. This gives you the perfect opportunity to lean forward and bite the junction between his neck and shoulder, sucking a pretty purplish-red mark in its wake.

His hips thrust up on instinct and you whine… This must have been the breaking point, you think, because he grabs your hips so tightly you think they will bruise… and he thrusts his hips up into yours so harshly that you let out a shriek in surprise.

“Fuck… is this okay?” he asks, looking utterly debauched. You nod, trying to rock your hips in tandem but his grip is too tight–he’s in control. He’s lifted you up off of him a few inches and pistons his hard bulge into your core, the same way he would if he were fucking you. His cock slides deliciously against your clit every time and though you don’t know the feeling, you think your high is starting to build up.

“Just like that, Bin,” you tell him, scrunching your eyes shut and throwing your head back.

He growls. “You like that? You like when my cock touches your pretty pussy? You’re soaking me, fuck. I’m gonna cum, gonna cum in my pants you’re so hot, baby.”

You feel your core start to tighten and his hand tightens in your hair, grabbing your face to push your lips against his in a hard but messy kiss. The second your lips come in contact you start to cum, spasming around nothing as he continues to drill his cock against you.

It takes only a few seconds for Changbin to cum too, grabbing your hips and holding you tight against his bulge. You feel him pulsing in his pants, thick spurts of his arousal shooting out and soaking the sweats. It’s so erotic and he is a sight to behold when he cums, sweat glistening across his forehead and the veins of his forearms protruding from where he holds you tight.

When he looks up at you he has the audacity to look sheepish again. You smack his shoulder lightly with a smile. “No need to be shy on me now,” you tease. He lifts you up, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist and your arms slung around his neck.

“Wanna take this to the bedroom?” he chuckles. You answer him with a kiss.

Hyunjin: Hyunjin lets out a gasp as if what you have just told him is heresy. Ever the drama-queen, you have to remind your boyfriend to keep his voice down–you’re in public. You’re not even sure how the topic came up, honestly, and part of you wishes that you had kept this information to yourself. Hyunjin, the man that he is, cannot let you keep anything to yourself. He instantly pries for the details despite your red-hot face.

“How often have you tried?” he asks, more excited than he should be. “You have tried, right? You just can’t…” you slap a hand over his mouth, looking around you.

“We can talk about this later,” you hiss. He gives you a giddy smile. You can tell he won’t forget about this.

Sure enough, he’s back on you the moment you walk through the door.

“Why do you care so much?” you groan.

“Because that means I get to help you,” he says with a glint in his eyes. “I get to be your first.” Oh. Oh. Well, maybe you like that idea more than you’re willing to admit.

“Can I? Would you let me?”

“Hyune, how would you even–”

You let out a yelp when he rolls onto your back, rolling you on top of him.

“You could sit on my face,” he suggests. He must see your hesitation because he calms you down by rubbing your thighs. “Grind your pretty cunt all over my tongue.”

You squeeze your legs together from where you sit on top of him, ineffective due to Hyunjin’s broad frame below you.

“Are you sure?” you ask. “It’s just… what if I hurt you? What if you don’t like it, or you can’t breathe–”

“Shh, pretty,” he coos. “It only matters if you like it, but trust me I’ll like it too. I can tap your thigh if I need to breathe. You won’t hurt me, okay? You can go as crazy as you’d like.”

Reluctantly (and a bit nervously), you agree, rolling off of him to take off your pants. You’re already insanely aroused, embarrassingly so just from seeing the gorgeous man beneath you, rock hard in his pants. As you timidly straddle his face, you’re surprised when he pulls your core right onto his face.

“Hyunjin!” you cry, jerking up.

“Relax,” he smiles. “No need to be shy. Actually sit.” He lightly taps your ass and you lower yourself onto him, letting out a sigh when he swipes his tongue through your folds. He moans into your center, mumbling something akin to ‘tastes good’ and you relax. When his tongue circles your clit you think electricity has spread throughout your entire body and you lurch forward, his grip on your thighs unwavering.

“Shit, Hyune, that feels good,” you tell him, his tongue alternating between sucking and flicking your clit to shallowly fucking your hole. You can’t help but rock back and forth on his face, any inhibitions thrown out the window. He groans and sighs into your cunt, clearly enjoying himself as well. He works you up surprisingly fast and he sticks his tongue out wide, letting you ride it and pleasure yourself on it the way you want. His tongue is warm and wet and feels heavenly against your folds and you grind yourself to a finish, his grip on your hips helping to aid you to your release.

He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, releasing with a pop as he gently licks up your release. You roll off of him and catch your breath, staring at the ceiling in awe.

“Was it everything you’ve ever dreamed of?” he asks breathlessly, licking his lips of your arousal. “We’re going to need to do that again,” you laugh incredulously. “Your tongue… no wonder I couldn’t get myself off if that’s what I was missing.” He laughs and rolls on top of you, pressing a long kiss against your lips. He tastes of you and that somehow makes it even better.

Han:

You flush when he makes the suggestion. Mutual masturbation. “I have a hard time… I’ve never been able to make myself finish before, though,” you remind him.

“Yeah yeah, I know,” he says. “But it’ll be hot. And maybe it can help you…”

“But what if you finish first?” you ask him. “Won’t that be… unsexy?” “Unsexy? God no,” he laughs “If anything, I can help you finish after, if you want.”

“O…Okay,” you agree. The kisses start off messy and you find yourself wanting to wrap your hands around his waist. “No… no touching,” he tells you. “Just kissing. No touching one another’s bodies. It will make it feel better. It will be sexier if we can just… watch.” You agree with him. The wet, sloppy kisses come to an end with a string of saliva connecting you too. You watch intently as he palms himself through his sweats, grabbing his length with a groan.

“You make me so hard, baby,” he tells you. You feel entranced, lifting up your shirt and playing with your chest as he watches. You grope yourself, teasing your nipples while your gaze never leaves his, the way his eyes stare at you and each movement has you unknowingly biting your lip.

He pulls his sweats down and palms himself through his underwear before stroking his cock through the fabric, hissing at the friction. Feeling bold, you free yourself of your underwear and move so that he can get a better view. His eyes look so wide and full of lust as he finally frees his cock and starts touching himself properly. He was right. It was erotic for sure. You couldn’t help how turned on you felt as you touched yourself, shallowly fucking yourself with one finger as he watches. He’s beautiful. This is a fact you have always known but right now, as he fists his cock and his hips jump up to meet his hand you can’t help but admire how beautiful, his brows furrowed and eyes struggling to remain watching you.

This is the first time you’ve properly seen one another without clothes on, and while you have had a few intense makeout sessions and heavy petting, you have yet to go this far. You can’t say you regret it when his whines are so perfect, his neediness as he throws his head back and touches himself with such a vice grip.

“You’re so hot,” you tell him and he moans.

You fuck yourself even harder on your fingers, trying to bring yourself close to the edge. He watches when you start squelching around your fingers, so wet that the sound is borderline obscene. You can tell he’s close even though you’re struggling, but you swear you have never been closer to orgasm than when you saw Jisung cum all over himself, shooting his release on his stomach with a cry of your name. Your fingers speed up and you’re still not sure if you’re close, but before you can say anything Jisung crosses the bed. He attaches his lips to your clit without a second thought, his fingers replacing your own. He’s a sight to behold, hair sticking to his forehead and sweat glistening down his toned chest. It takes a few minutes but he doesn’t give up (even though you likely would have by now), he licks and sucks you through your first orgasm.

“God I could cum again just from that sight,” he admits with a shy chuckle once he lifts his head up from between your legs.

Felix:

It was all because of a stupid card game. Okay, maybe some alcohol was involved too. It was one of those couple’s games and in your newly relationship-state, Felix suggested you play together. A little bit too much wine and a series of giggles and here you were.

“What is the most amount of orgasms you’ve had in one day?” Felix read the card, a blush spreading across his face.

“It doesn’t say that,” you laugh, reaching for the card. Sure enough… You let out a sigh. “Truthfully?” you ask.

“Well–only if you want to,” he backtracks. “You… you don’t need to tell me anything you don’t want to.”

“No, Lix, it’s fine, it’s just…” you run a hand through your hair, exasperated. “Zero. The answer is zero. I’ve never cum before.”

“But… you had a boyfriend before me, I thought?”

“Yeah,” you laugh. “That doesn’t mean he made me cum.” He looks at you thoughtfully, ultimately deciding to table the conversation. You were grateful. You’re both a little too tipsy and flustered to be having this conversation. You watch a movie and curl up against his chest, game long forgotten as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. *** It’s about a week later when Felix shows up at your door with a suspiciously large package in his hands. You were expecting him for date night but not aware of what he brought with him.

“What’s that?” you ask. You don’t miss the way his ears turn red.

“This is for later,” he tells you. “It’s a surprise.” You shrug it off and almost forget about it until after dinner. He brings you into your bedroom and hands you the package.

“I remembered our conversation from last week,” he admits. “How you said you’ve never… so I bought some things that I thought you could use.”

“Use? To help me cum?”

He coughs, clearing his throat. “Um, yeah. I just thought… and I don’t even need to be here when you use them, but I thought that you could use some… tools? I don’t know.”

“Do you want to see me use them, Lix?” you all but purr. He looks at you sheepishly.

“I wouldn’t say no,” he laughs. “Only if you’re comfortable.”

You open the package, then. A large dildo. A smaller one. A bullet vibrator. Some things you’ve never even seen before.

“Wow, Felix, this is…” you lift up one of the larger toys to inspect it. “Was this expensive?”

“Don’t worry about that,” he tells you. “It’s an investment.”

And that’s how you end up spread on your bed, Felix watching from a chair at the end of your bed.

“I can always take a video,” he suggests. You furrow your brow. “Y’know, that way if you have a hard time finishing, we can watch it back and review and see where it went wrong?”

“Felix I KNOW you did not just suggest having a VOD review of my masturbation session,” you laugh. “I’m not one of your games you know.” He looks away shyly. You acquiesce. “If you want to record… use my phone though.” He looks way too excited as he grabs your phone and props up the camera as you start to play with yourself, fucking yourself with one of the vibrating dildos he bought. It felt really good, and it was just an added bonus that the sexiest man alive was watching you.

“You can go deeper,” he drawls. You can tell he’s accentuating his deep voice because he knows it turns you on. “Don’t be afraid to really press the end of it against your clit.” The toys worked you up faster than you ever imagined and you squirmed beneath his gaze. Felix stands, bringing the camera even closer to your sopping entrance, really trying to get a good view of the camera. “You’re doing so good,” he tells you. You can’t help it. You cum. The vibrations from the toy, the camera, Felix’s watchful eyes and words… it was all just too much. You writhe through your orgasm until you reach overstimulation, turning off the toy and throwing an arm over your eyes.

Felix is quick to jump into the bed, peppering your face and neck with kisses.

“That was… wow,” you tell him.

“Wanna watch the video?” he asks, voice laced with excitement.

Seungmin:

“Never,” he deadpans.

“Nope,” you repeat.

“Well, like, how do you do it?”

“What do you mean?” you can’t help the blush that spreads across your face.

“You’re probably doing it wrong,” he explains. “I know you’re not mansplaining to me how to masturbate,” you roll your eyes.

“No,” he sighs, exasperated. “I’m just saying maybe I can help. It would be easier if you showed me.”

“Showed you?”

“Don’t be dense, love. Just take your pants off, if you want, and touch yourself in front of me. I can guide you, if you’d like.”

You were definitely blushing now.

“Can you kiss me first?” you ask. You don’t know why but you felt like breaking that barrier would make things a little easier. He smiles, pushing his hand through his hair before leaning forward, capturing your lips in his. His hand brushed through your hair, deepening the kiss. When you pulled apart you felt a rush of confidence, pulling your pants and panties down to reveal yourself to him. He watches you from the end of the couch with his arms crossed, lips shut tight.

You let him watch as you trail your hands down to your center, spreading your legs wider when you see him trying to get a better look. You circle your clit with one finger, dipping into your entrance to gather your arousal. You switch between fucking yourself with your finger and circling your clit, no sense of rhythm. Though Seungmin pins you with your gaze and causes your arousal to strengthen, you can’t build yourself up the way you want. You get frustrated. Seungmin takes notice.

“Lift your shirt up,” he commands. He watches as you hesitate but follow his direction, lifting up your shirt with his heavy gaze. “Use your thumb and pointer finger. Trace your nipples.” You do what he tells you, following his instruction to tease, circle, and pinch your nipples.

“Use one hand. Wet it with your tongue. Get a lot of spit–yeah, like that. Touch your clit.” He lets out a breath when you release a shaky moan. “Use one hand and circle your clit and use the other hand to touch your pretty nipples. Go back and forth between circling it and flicking it. Figure out what feels better.”

You squirm at the oversensitivity.

“Seung,” you moan. “Feels good but… can’t you just touch me? I want to feel you.”

He shakes his head. “No, baby. You need to do it yourself. I want you to know how to make yourself feel good.” You let out a frustrated sigh but continue to follow his direction.

“Use your other hand now and push it inside. You can start with one finger. Don’t stop the momentum you’ve got on your clit but slowly fuck yourself with one finger. Good. Try curling it.” You can’t deny how good it feels–better than you’ve ever made yourself feel. You notice the bulge in his sweats and you whine. Teasing, you drag your foot up his thigh and try to press against his bulge to get a reaction from him. Before you can though he sighs and grabs your foot, harshly.

“Don’t try it,” he warns. He doesn’t release his grip from your ankle and you’re thankful for the touch. “Try adding another finger.” You do just as he tells you, curling them inside you as you continue to stimulate your clit.

“Seung, I’m… I think I’m close,” you say with a breath of surprise.

“Good,” he smiles. “Don’t let up on the pace. Try to stay as consistent as you can. You’re doing so good for me, baby. Does that feel good? You’re so pretty, you have such a pretty pussy–”

You cut him off with a loud yell as you cum all over your fingers. Your legs kick up, unable to control them but he grabs your thighs and holds you down, rubbing small circles into your skin.

When your breathing finally calms down he shoots you a grin. He opens his arms and you crawl right into them, laying your head against his chest.

“Wasn’t trying to ‘mansplain,’” he mutters against your head. “Just wanted to see if I could help.”

You laugh sleepily. “I know, Minnie. You did a good job. Thank you.”

Jeongin:

With the way he smiles at you you’re not sure if he heard you right–he looks too giddy, dimples protruding from his face in a way that makes you want to poke him.

“What–” you ask, taken aback. You were in the midst of a makeout session that had started to get a little too heated and you felt the need to confess your little problem. You were self-conscious about it and unsure how he would react but this is not what you expected.

“Can I help?” he asks.

“Help–”

“Touch you,” he clarifies. “Let me touch you?” He trails his hands up and down your cheek. Hot from his suggestion. But you’ve always loved his hands, long and veiny, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t imagine how they would feel.

“Okay,” you stutter. “But if you can’t make me finish–”

“Shhh,” he kisses you. “Let’s not worry about that now. Just let me touch you and make you feel good, and if I can get you to cum that would be amazing. If not, nobody will be offended, yeah?”

He sits up then and before you can ask what he’s doing he bends you over his lap. Your breath hitches and he runs a hand up and down your ass, grabbing and kneading the flesh. You’re glad he can’t see your face because you’re sure you’re flushed beyond belief. He touches you over your shorts and when you start to squirm he lands a warning tap to your ass that makes you yelp. He takes his time touching you through the fabric and circling your clothed clit before he lifts your hips up, pulling your shorts and panties off at the same time.

“You’re so wet, baby,” he teases, gathering your wetness with his fingers. “All this for me?”

“Mmm,” you respond unintelligently, wiggling your ass to get your point across. Still he teases, never quite touching you where you need him.

“Jeong-In… Innie, please, touch me,” you whine. He coos at the desperate tone of your voice before allowing his fingers to finally push into your entrance. You welcome the intrusion and you’re glad that he starts slow, fucking you deep and with purpose.

“Feels good,” you moan, burying your head deeper into the sheets.

“Yeah?” he asks. He fucks his fingers into at a speed that you couldn’t imagine possible, a large hand splayed onto your lower back to hold you in place. You can’t help the sounds that escape your mouth and you vaguely realize that Jeongin is talking, whispering filthy things in your ear.

“Fuck, baby… your pussy is so tight. So perfect,” he groans. “So warm and wet… this pussy is all mine, yeah?”

“Oh my GOD, fuck, Jeongin!” you cry out. His words add fuel to the fire, allowing the warmth to spread through you and speed up your impending climax. He doesn’t relent, staying at the same pace and hitting that spot deep inside of you that has you seeing stars with his long, deft fingers. He hits that same spot every time and suddenly you’re cumming, spasming around his fingers. You swear you can hear his grin but you couldn’t care, not with the intensity of your orgasm. When you’ve come down from your high he strokes your back, letting your breathing even out. He reaches a hand around to your face and shows you his wet fingers, groaning when you wrap your lips around them.

“I can make you cum in other ways,” he suggests. “Want me to show you?” ─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

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americanoopie · 5 days ago

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Favorite Time of Year

summary: sun, warmth, and sundresses aka Hyunjin’s favorite time of year

pairing: Hyunjin x gn!reader

genre: smut-18+MDNI

word count: 1.1k

warnings: unprotected sex (don't), hair pulling, creampie, squirting, oral sex (f receiving), clit play, multiple orgasms, cum tasting, dirty talk

notes: it's late but idk the thought of hyunjin doing this just made me feel some type of way so i had to write it. i hope you like it!

please do not copy, translate, modify, or use this work elsewhere without my permission. ©️moonchild9350 (2025)

It’s a beautiful day, the sun is shining through the windows giving the house a cheerful appearance. Hyunjin is downstairs waiting for you as you both decided to take a walk around the city, taking advantage of the lovely spring weather. You hear him grumble and pace the floor causing you to chuckle as you know how impatient your boyfriend is.

You add the finishing touches to your outfit and then make your way downstairs, Hyunjin’s face lighting up as you descend the steps.

“You look beautiful angel,” Hyunjin says with a smile. He reaches out a hand for to take which you do so immediately, skipping down the last few steps.

“Thanks,” you mumble in embarrassment. You’ve been dating Hyunjin for a year now, but his compliments still give you butterflies as if it were the first time you’ve met.

“And this dress…is it new?“

“Mmhmm, bought it last week,” you respond, looking down at the blue flowers that littered your dress, the hem stopping right at your thighs.

You looked back up and noticed a look on Hyunjin’s face, one you have grown accustomed to. He wraps his arms around your waist to pull you to his chest, chuckling at the huff you let out on impact.

He gazes down at your face as his hands drift downwards just to grab a hand full of your ass. “I love this on you angel…”. He pauses for a moment to squeeze the flesh again, realization appearing on his face. “You’re not wearing any panties! You minx!”

You let out a chuckle and play with the zipper on the jacket he is wearing. “I thought you might like that,” you coo. You seductively look up at him through your eyelashes, smirking as he bites his lips.

Hyunjin is turned on and needs you, his lust apparent by his dilated pupils and his bulge that is pressed against your clothed core. He groans and tosses his head back, “What you do to me.”

He quickly turns you around and bends you over the kitchen counter, wasting no time to flip your dress up and over your ass. The walk you were both about to take forgotten and instead you wait in anticipation with your cheek pressed against the cold marble as Hyunjin hastily unzips his pants and pushes them down enough to where he can free his cock.

You let out a moan as he drags his length through your folds and pushes in, the sting from the lack of prep causing you to hiss. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath and let it out as he bottoms out, savoring how full you feel. You love his cock, how long it is and the perfect girth; how he fits inside you like lock and key, and you know he loves how you feel around him too.

“That’s it,” Hyunjin mumbles as his hands drift down your spine and back up again, just for him to grasp your hair tightly in his hands and yank your head up.

He doesn’t give you anymore time to adjust but instead picks up a fast pace, slamming his cock into your pussy over and over. “Hyunjin!” You yelp as he pounds into you, pulling on your hair causing you to grasp the counter and arch your back.

“Yes angel?” Hyunjin moans as he grips your hip with his free hand, squeezing the flesh so hard you know there’s going to be a bruise there tomorrow. “You’re so tight, just sucking me back in.”

The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping skin and mixes with his moans as your mouth hangs open as he fucks you hard and fast. You feel your high approaching and Hyunjin feels it too as he goes impossibly faster, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix with each thrust.

“Wearing this dress? You’re just asking to get fucked angel. And who am I to deny you.”

You whined at the dirty talk, at the thought that you’ve provided him with easy access to take you as he pleases, to use you for his pleasure. But it’s not just for him, as it turns you on as well, the knowledge that you aren’t wearing panties but instead a dress that shows off all of your best assets. It adds to the thrill, knowing he can take you anywhere without any barriers.

You’re even wetter as these thoughts run through your mind, as his cock thrusts deep within you, stretching you out. You feel waves of warmth spread through your body, the coil wounding itself tighter with each passing second.

Hyunjin reaches around your limp body to thumb at your clit, his fingers circling your bundle of nerves sloppily from the amount of slick that coats your folds. His chest presses tightly against yours, caging you in against the counter. Wet kisses litter your back, his plush lips soft against your skin.

Hyunjin knew you were close as he’s attuned to your pleasure, how your breath hitches as you embrace your high and how your pussy clenches around him so tightly. “Come on my cock angel,” he groans, pressing his body even more onto yours.

The feel of his cock bullying within you and the extra stimulation on your clit was too much, causing you to let go, your toes curling as your pussy spasmed around his length. Hyunjin let out a whine as spurts of his cum flooded your walls, filling you to the brim. He shallowly thrusts his hips, helping you both ride out your highs, his lips pressed against your skin the whole time.

Finally, he stands up and withdrew his cock, his eyes glued to your pussy where his cum is slowly beginning to seep out of your entrance. You were about to get up when you suddenly felt his lips against your pussy, his tongue darting out to catch both of your fluids as it leaked out of your hole.

“Shit,” you hissed as he licked your entrance clean, the tip of his tongue teasing your clit with each swipe. You wiggled your hips as he shoved his face further against you and his tongue evaded your entrance.

The pleasure was overwhelming, the sensation slowly becoming too much as he massaged your walls, pressing the muscle so deep inside you as his fingers teased your swollen clit. You attempted to voice so, but you were lost for words as you felt yourself tense up before coming for the second time. Your arousal gushed out and onto Hyunjin’s face which he eagerly licked up.

You cried out as he continued to eat you out, overstimulation seeping in and causing you to squirm. He moaned out as he gave you one last lick and sat back on his haunches. You laid there feeling exhausted, your core tingling, and your legs feeling like jelly.

Hyunjin fixed your dress and then helped you up, straightening out your hair with a smile. He gave you a peck on the lips and grasped your hand before smirking and saying, “Let’s go on that walk now.”

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americanoopie · 9 days ago

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Insatiable

Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MDNI

Genre: established relationship, smut, fluff

Summary: Your boyfriend is in a mood today, and he's just insatiable.

Hyunjin’s hand gripped your thigh tighter as he drove. He's been in a mood the whole time you were out with your gang for dinner. His hands were on you the entire time, and now his fingers dug into the soft flesh of your thigh so tight, you narrowed your eyes at him.

"What's gotten into you tonight?" You asked him, and Hyunjin didn't say anything, just glanced at you, before turning back to the road.

Hyunjin's hand crept higher, so high that his fingers traced the edge of your panties. Your breath hitched, and you tried not to look as affected as you felt. You shifted in your seat, your hand closing around his wrist.

"Stop it, Hyunjin," You whispered, frustration lacing your tone.

Hyunjin's eyes flashed with hunger, his hand remaining still for a moment before gripping your thigh again.

The ride back to your place was a blur of anticipation. Hyunjin could barely keep it together as you both rode the elevator to your apartment. And as soon as you both stepped inside your cozy space, Hyunjin was on you.

The kiss was way too desperate, a clash of tongue and teeth. He was devouring you with a hunger that had been building all day.

You walked him backwards towards the couch, lips still attached, and pushed him onto the couch, straddling his lap. Hyunjin moaned as you situated yourself on him, a little too close to his hardening length.

"You've been so naughty tonight," you purred, your hands tugging at his shirt. Hyunjin held his hands up obediently, letting you pull it off him. His skin was hot under your touch as you ran your hands over his chest.

You kissed him again, biting into his plump bottom lip softly, and he whined. You hands slipped down his body, resting on his waist, and his hips bucked up, desperate for some friction.

“Please-” Hyunjin's eyes rolled back slightly as you unbuckled his belt. Every time your hands brushed against him, his breath came in sharp gasps.

You took your time, freeing his throbbing length, stroking it with a firm grip.

"Oh, fuck, baby," he groaned, his head falling back against the couch. "I need to be inside you."

You smiled, wanting to just tease him so bad, but the poor thing was nearly passing out with need and you were dying, yourself. So you quickly push up your dress, and he helps eagerly, pulling down your panties. He trembled so hard as he quickly ran his fingers through your warm wet folds, whining softly as he did.

“Let me take care of you, baby,” You whispered, lowering yourself onto his cock, taking him in fully.

You loved how good that stretch felt every single time. Shivers of pleasure took over your body, as you rode him slowly at first, savoring the feeling of him sliding in and out of your wet hole. Hyunjin's hands gripped your hips tightly, thrusting up desperately.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his voice rough with need.

You picked up the pace, the sound of your flesh slapping together filling the room. As your orgasm neared, Hyunjin's hands found your clit, his fingers working to push you closer to the edge.

"Cum for me, baby," he urged, pressing a messy wet kiss against your mouth. "Let me feel you."

Your body tightened around him almost instantly, and with a little cry, you came hard, pulsing around him.

Hyunjin was also so close, so damn close - he was throbbing within you.

“I want you on your hands and knees,” He said, and you scrambled off his lap. You were on all fours, quickly, looking over your shoulder to see him looking at you with so much love.

And all of a sudden, he's leaning in and licking a long strip from your clit to slit, moaning as he did. You whimper, your body working on it's own as you press yourself against his mouth. Hyunjin loved nothing more than this. Knowing that he was the only one who got to do this to you, made him the happiest man on earth.

“Jinnie, please-"

He hummed against your clit and vibrations had you shivering. And seeing you respond so well to him had him close to bursting. So he quickly lined himself up against your entrance, tapping your butt as if to tell you he's going in, and plunged into you in one swift motion.

He hit so deep, you cried out and gripped at a cushion tightly. He pounded into you, his hands gripping your hips, and your soft moans had him slamming into you, sloppily now.

“Hyunjinnie-”

The way you called him that has his cock twitching inside you, and he came, filling you up. Hyunjin groaned as he rested his head on your back, his hand gently rubbing your tummy lovingly.

Your hearts raced and bodies glistened with sweat, as you both tried to catch your breath. But before you could even comprehend what's happening, Hyunjin had flipped you onto your back, pulling the sleeves of your dress down, just enough to expose your breasts. His lips found your nipples, sucking and teasing them with his tongue.

"I want to taste you," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. “Can I?"

The way he gazed at you was enough to understand that there was absolutely no stopping him. And it was just so hot, you nodded breathlessly and Hyunjin's hands parted your thighs, dipping his fingers into your folds. You were already a mess of both your juices, and Hyunjin dipped his fingers into you easily, biting his lip as his cum seeped out of you, into his fingers and he spread it around your folds and clit.

You were covered in him. His sweat. His cum. Your nipples glistening with his saliva. You were his. Completely.

He lowered his head, holding your eyes in his gaze, his tongue tracing your entrance, teasing you with light strokes. You squirmed beneath him, your body so damn sensitive, and already on the brink of another orgasm.

"Please, Jinnie," You begged, you hand reaching down to tangle in his hair.

Hyunjin's response was to plunge his tongue deep inside you, his fingers replacing his mouth as he continued to rub your clit. Your body arched off the couch, as waves of pleasure crashed over you.

Hyunjin's mouth and fingers worked together, making you come again, your juices flowing freely onto his eager tongue. You could barely breathe. You were exhausted and completely spent.

But your boyfriend glanced greedily at your body, still quivering from your orgasm.

“Hyunjin? What are you-”

You didn't get to finish that sentence because Hyunjin was on the roll today. He had already pushed into you, saying something along the lines of wanting to feel you again.

With a single, powerful thrust, he was buried inside you once more. Your eyes widened as he did, your hands grasping his shoulders.

Hyunjin began to move, his hips snapping forward and his cock filling you completely with each stroke. You were way too sensitive, and it was too much now.

"You're so tight, so wet," he grunted, his face contorted in pleasure. "I love you, baby.”

You tried to speak, but you really couldn't, not with him pounded into you like there's no tomorrow. Your hands roamed over his back, your nails digging into his skin as you held on tight.

Your body tensed around him as you tumbled towards another mind blowing climax.

"Cum with me, baby," Hyunjin urged you, his voice rough.

With one final thrust, you came first, and then, Hyunjin, crying out as you clenched around him. Your bodies shook and trembled, and Hyunjin pulled you against his chest as you lay entangled on the couch.

You were both a wet sticky overstimulated mess. And it was all spilling out of you, onto your couch.

“So… are you better now?” You asked, looking at him with a grin.

“Kind of.” Hyunjin said, running his hands up and down your thigh.

“Kind of?”

“I don't know-”

“Oh wow.”

“What? Are you complaining?”

“No, Jinnie baby” You cooed.

“Then you'll be ok for another-”

“What?!”

“What?”

a/n: Just a needy girl and her thoughts 🙏

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americanoopie · 13 days ago

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A Soft Morning in Bed

Hyunjin x f(reader)

M mdni

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Summary: your boyfriend wants to spend a lazy morning in bed, and he won't take no for an answer.

Warnings: explicit language, Smut; soft lazy kisses, grinding, slow lazy unprotected sex (don't), overly affectionate, pouty, whiny Hyunjinnie

a/n: one of many fics in celebration of the month of Hyune!! Happy bday, Jinnie~

As always, no reposts, no re-uploads, no translations, etc etc. Thank you.

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The last traces of a lovely dream faded as your mind started bringing you to consciousness. You weren't ready to let go of the dream. In which your boyfriend had showered you with affection and love. Something you received in reality daily. Yet it still wasn't enough, wanting his love even in your dreams.

A soft touch at your hair tugged on your thoughts, bringing them to the very real man beside you. A sleepy groan near your ear sent a shiver down your spine. You love the way he sounds. And he's so close! It never failed to send your heart hammering every time you heard his beautiful voice so close to you. Any time, really. Your body was tingling, and all he did was touch your hair and softly groan in his sleep.

The sheets rustled as he shifted, getting impossibly closer to you, pressing harder on your frame. His face rubbed sleepily into your hair, pressing in more and more until his face had moved enough hair out of his way to feel the skin of your neck with the skin of his face.

This entire time, his arm rested heavily over your body, subtly starting to circle around your middle as much as he could with you on your back. His arm tuggd you closer and closer by the smallest measures as he sought the feel of your neck on his face, making the smile on your lips grow with more and more affection.

Once he achieved what he wanted, he let out a contented sigh, the heat of his breath on your neck making your cheeks warm. It didn't matter how much time went by. You simply don't get used to someone like Hyunjin, or what he does to you. Your body forever reacted to him the same ways it had from the beginning. The only change was that it was now all so familiar. And it calmed you as much as it excited you to feel him on you in anyway. To feel his presence near you.

"Hhhmmmmhh." Came a sound from him, muffled into your neck.

He shifted again, this time pressing his whole body against as much of yours as he could, all while letting his lips fall apart. They delicately rested on your ever heating flesh, the heat spreading like wild fire at the sensation of his lips on you like this.

The breathes coming from him were light, rhythmic. He was still asleep. You couldn't help but bite into your lip and try to suppress a happy sound. Because it made you feel some ways over the fact that even in his sleep he sought you and the comfort you brought him.

He took a deeper breath in and released it, sighing into your neck. The suppleness of his warm lips brushed where they'd been resting. His hand curling to grip your side better.

"Mmmhh." He let out.

Your teeth dug deeper into the plushness of your lower lip as you tried to remain still. You didn't want to wake him. He works so hard. But it was a struggle, when all you wanted was to touch him, too.

And then his lips started moving. Slow and subtle at first. Kissing on the spot closest to them, over and over. Each slow kiss on your neck made it harder and harder to stay still.

His breathes became more shallow, getting turned on even in sleep as he continued.

"Uuuuh." He groaned out as he let his lower lip drag along your neck while he rocked his hips against your thigh.

Oh fuck. He was going to get hard before he even woke up.

You had plans today. Not that they were that important. Or that you had to get up by a specific time. However, if he was going to get like this, then the likelihood of actually getting to said plans was looking less and less likely the more he was slowly rutting in soft movements against you.

It became evident of his growing alertness when a longer, slightly rougher puff of hot air rushed across your neck as he moved again. This time he angled his face, rubbing his mouth on the heated skin of your neck as he shifted to having his face on the front of your neck instead of the side.

His long hair brushed your face and neck as he moved, and your fingers curled in on themselves in an attempt to not begin feeling at it. Or any part of him. You wanted this to last. To enjoy him being like this a while longer.

The attention he was giving the front of your neck was harder then he'd been kissing before. Still gentle, but he was definitely feeling more needy.

"Mhmhmmh." He let out. By the end of the sound, you barely had time to register as you heard his mouth open before you felt his hot tongue slip out to lick a tiny kitten lick on your neck.

A soft gasp pulled out of your throat, and your fingers went to delicately touch at his hair. You couldn't take it any longer. You needed to feel the soft locks. He sighed in appreciation and pressed in more.

One hand was trapped under the weight of his body; but the one you could move, you rested it on your chest as you played with his hair with a butterfly wing touch. This made him whine instead, pressing briefly harder into wherever he could. Trying to express that he wanted more.

Of course you gave him what he wanted. You could never say no to him. Not when he was doing what he was expressing right now. Sighing into your neck before kissing his appreciation into it.

"Y/n." He sighed, then kissed harder. These kisses were more alert; and you could sense he was waking up with more certainty now. "Let's stay in bed today." The delicateness of his sleep filled voice made your entire body zap with a feeling only he could bring to you. Oh the ways you love him.

"We have plans, remember? " You brought to his attention.

He rubbed his face into your neck,

"Mhmhh." This sound indicated he has in fact not recalled this. Or. More likely, he was disregarding them in exchange for staying in bed with you.

"Hyunjinnie." You giggled as he started kissing more on your neck. Now you could sense he was actively trying to distract you from any thoughts on those plans. Trying to get you to throw them out, too.

"Let's just stay here, in bed, hmmh?" He tried again, going back to kissing you to distraction again. Trying to convince you further.

"Hyunjin." You sweetly whined, before ruffling the back of his hair.

He trailed delicate but intentionally hot kisses up the column of your neck, up under your chin, keeping his lips attached where he paused to peek into your eyes.

The moment his gaze met yours, your heart flipped and started sprinting harder. As it always did when you looked into his eyes.

He pressed the kiss a little harder, fixing you with one of those looks that almost always resulted in him getting his way.

"Please?" He asked in the softest, quietest way.

You were trying to resist. Or, rather, you were trying to make it appear so to him. But you were hyper aware of the fact that you were incapable of denying him when he got like this. Any time he did things like this, you'd be a goner to him instantly. And no matter the front you put on; he was all to aware of this fact, too.

A smile came into his gaze, and he rubbed at your side as you sensed more than felt his laugh of victory.

"We can go to bed early, if you still want to cuddle our time away later." You replied anyway, running your fingers through his hair while sweeping it back from his face. "If that's what you even want later. But we both know you'll want sex more than cuddles. So we'll have sex later and can cuddle after. Hmm?" You coaxed.

He lifted enough on his elbow to fix you with a signature Hyunjin pout.

"But, y/n..." He turned cutely whiny, "I want that now. " He tried to do things with his eyes, subtle changes to his features as he tried to convince you.

"Later, Hyunjinnie. " You replied, caressing the side of his face.

His pout deepened, his eyes looking down as he laid it on thick. Oh no. Oh god. He really wasn't going to take no as an answer.

"We can cuddle all you want when we get back." You tried again.

Still. He didn't budge.

"I don't only want cuddles." He quietly spoke. And then his eyes rose up to meet yours again with the full intensity of a man meaning business.

"O-oh?" You asked, flustered. Not good. He knows when he has you where he wants you.

He subtly shook his head in tiny movements, maintaining his intense eye contact.

"Well...then, what else do you want?" You asked, a feeling akin to regret chasing the words as you realized the window you offered to him.

"Sex." He stated. The words had barely left your mouth before he replied in earnest.

"W-what?" You asked in a small way, trying to hide what he and his words were doing to you.

"Sex. I want to have sex." He answered just as immediate.

His hand started moving, touching softly at your hip.

Inwardly you cursed the fact that you both moved around in your sleep and thus the sheet was past your hip, giving him easier access. He radiated so much heat that you both tended to flip the blankets off as the night went on. And it wasn't uncommon to wake up with the sheets only covering your pelvis, or even lower.

It was impossible to ignore the fact that you were wearing one of his shirts to sleep. One, you loved it was his. Two, you often slipped them on after sex, at some point, anyway.

The look in his eyes told you he was thinking of this fact as well. His fingertips trailed down and along the rim of the bottom of the shirt. Barely, but it was affective all the same.

"Hyunjin. We don't have time."

He full on pouted, still not making any sign of getting out of bed any time soon.

"Okay...ten more minutes to cuddle." You emphasized the word cuddle and he let out a harsher puff of air. Still soft. But it got his point across.

He dropped back to cuddle you all the better, pulling you into his frame as his face went back into your neck.

"Ten minutes isn't long enough. More?" He pressed a kiss to your neck to try to help convince you. "Twenty." Kiss. "Thirty?" Intentional open mouthed kisses and hip rubbing ensued next.

"If I agree to that amount of time, you'll be rocking your cock in me instead of cuddling."

"Ooohwhhh." He groaned at the image you gave him, his hand gripping into the flesh of your thigh nearest your hip. "Then why don't you just let me have that time, hmm?"

His fingers slipped under the shirt, teasing the skin the pads of his fingers trailed along as he brought them higher over your hip to rest at your waist as he kissed harder on your neck.

"Ten minutes, Hyunjinnie. " You held firm. You were about to be proud of yourself for holding out. Until you felt the puffs of his laughter as he chuckled almost silently.

"Baby, ten minutes is plenty for me to get you cumming good. And you know it."

"Cuddles." You rushed to say, starting to panic at the fact that he was obviously going to get his way. Which meant your plans truly were fucked for the day. "Just cuddles."

He sighed, feigning defeat. You didn't buy it.

"Fine." He dramatically replied.

Hyunjin slipped his hand out from under the shirt, draping himself dramatically over your body.

You couldn't help but softly giggle at his cuteness. He really is the most endearing man you've ever known.

He took every second to cuddle you he could. Smoothing your hair. Nuzzling into you any place he could reach without having to move much of the rest of him. Caressing over anywhere he could.

He wasn't the only one soaking this up. You also played with his hair. Soothed his sides, now that your other arm was freed. Lifted his head carefully to press loving kisses on his face. His lips. To which he always responded. Kissing you longer, stretching each kiss out. His lips lingering against yours.

When the ten minutes was up, you tried to disengage, attempting to get up out of bed. Hyunjin whined, pouting at you as he attempted to keep you in place.

"It's time, Hyunjinnie. " You gently said.

More whining. Hands gripped more secure to pull you back against his frame. And when you attempted to get up again, he whined louder. This time he wrapped his limbs around yours, keeping you locked to his body.

"Not if I have anything to say about this." He said in a cute, pouty way.

His arms were wrapped around yours, his legs around your leg. And he wasn't budging.

"We've been planning this for a while." You reminded him, brushing his hair affectionately.

"I know." He said in a small voice. "But I changed my mind. I don't wanna go out anywhere. I wanna stay here in bed with you."

Your eyes closed tight as you felt your last resolve dissolving the longer he tried to keep you with him in your very comfortable, very warm bed.

"Ten more minutes." You tried. You really did. You wanted to go through with your plans. But if you were being honest. You were starting to wonder why you'd made them in the first place. When you could spend all day lazily in bed with the most wonderful, beautiful man in the world.

He squeezed his limbs around yours, pressing his face into your shoulder in happy triumph. You both knew this was all a joke. You weren't going anywhere.

At some point, he started dotting kisses where he could. The next thing you knew, he was shifting so he could put his other leg between yours. Your heart hammering harder in your chest again as he settled there. His pelvis rested onto yours, his hips shifting to help him make enough room.

The kisses he gave you slowly turned more seductive over time. Not surprising, of course. Because you both loved spending days in bed like this. Both loved cuddling turning into lazy sex. And he had already made it clear that's what he wanted. And Hyunjin got what he wanted. You wouldn't turn him down if you could help it. You were completely whipped for him, and he knew it. Yet never took advantage of it in any bad way. He knew the lines and respected them.

This line? Today? Your plans seemed silly when he was now slowly, subtly starting to rutt into you. The fabric of his underwear giving friction on you made your head feel foggy in a beautiful way.

Hyunjin's fingers slipped along the hem of the shirt on your upper thighs, easing them up the very short distance to get it out of his way. He stared down at the way he was pressing against your sensitive areas and let out a choked breath, his hips bucking of their own accord.

You reached forward, unable to hold back a moment more, to pull him in to a slow, lazy kiss. It was heated all the same. And both your hips and his soon started moving with more urgency.

Eager hands slipped up under his shirt you were still wrapped inside. He ran his hands up to feel at your breasts, sighing as if it was a relief to touch and rub at them. He kissed you slower, more needy; his hands cupping your breasts. This lasted a few minutes; his hands occasionally squeezing you softly.

He turned things up higher by brushing his thumbs over your erect nipples, loving the way you mewed beneath him. He kissed you harder, more desperate now. One hand left a breast, running down your side to hold your hip gingerly.

Your hands smoothed down his back and then tugged at his shirt. Which he immediately got to his knees to whip off him. His hair was a mess in the hottest way as he lowered to kiss you again. He braced one arm at your side. The hand that had been on your hip returning to hold it as he started grinding into you in earnest. He knew it drove you wild when he did this. It edged you so good. Feeling him grinding on you until you couldn't take it.

Fingers tangled in his beautiful hair. And when he nipped at your lip, you tugged on it, both of you moaning in unison.

"That's it." He muttered in frustration, more to himself. He gave up on grinding on you only in order to slip out if his underwear and return with nothing in his way.

You bit into your lip, watching all of this. Giddy at how cute he is. How much he loved and needed you.

Hyunjin inched the fabric of his shirt up and above your breasts, exposing them to his eyes at last. He took a few moments to drink the sight of you in; and then he attached his lips to one of your nipples, lazily licking and sucking at it as it remained captured in his mouth. He took his time, enjoying it as much as you.

Before long, however, he was kissing back up to your lips as he ground harder into you. His cock was hard and rubbing deliciously through your folds, and you both wanted him in you by now.

He moved in ways to get ready to push in, swallowing your desperate whimper. When you spread your legs to make it easier for him, he whimpered his own appreciation, his kiss turning sloppy.

Hyunjin lined the tip of his cock up and pushed it at your entrance, pausing to continue with the sloppy kissing. Until your hands gripped into his hips in desperation, pulling him more into you.

"Ooooh fuuuck." He sighed a low moan at both the sensation of filling you up, and the thought of you getting so desperate for him that you pulled him in like that.

He pushed all the rest of the way in and stilled, just enjoying feeling your walls stretch around him. How they fluttered and squeezed around him because you needed him so bad.

You kissed for a while again, but it didn't last all that long. Because you both started moving to gain more friction. Which meant it didn't take much longer before be started thrusting in and out of you. Dragging his hard length along your walls in the most delicious ways. Then pushing back in with languid motions that had your dizzy.

Hyunjin took his time. Lazily making love to you. And you answered in the same sentiment. The sun rose higher and higher outside as you made love together. The light filtering in traveling through the room markered time moving forward. But you and Hyunjin were frozen in your own time zone, outside of anything else. Everything was the two of you, and nothing else mattered.

At last, it reached a fever point. Neither of you could take it another minute. You needed to get off. Now.

At first, his hips started rocking with more urgency. Then, as yours returned the same back to him in answer; they started snapping. Over and over, hitting that spot perfectly.

His lips remained against yours as he sped up and focused on the sensations this was bringing him, and you. Though he abandoned kissing you, simply keeping his mouth open to swallow your moans and pleas. His own sounds made it all the hotter. And when you ran a hand up his back, along the back of his neck up into his hair, the other pressing harder into his lower back; he let out one of his sexiest moans.

You brought your hand off of his back, sliding it up to grip around his shoulder blade as you sensed what was coming. Your thighs parted wider to give him all the space he needed, and he groaned his appreciation before thrusting harder, speeding up further while he was at it.

It didn't take long before you were a mess beneath him. Your legs hoisting up, squeezing into his upper body. The pleasure he was giving you was almost too much for so early in the morning. Almost.

He fucked lazily into you until you were tugging on his hair, digging your fingers into his skin. He knew you needed more this morning. So he added his hand in, rubbing lazy but fast circles into your clit. It took seconds and your orgasm snapped and rushed over you with a soft cry of his name.

He inhaled it into his lungs, as he watched you experience the orgasm he'd given you. He picked up in his efforts, forgetting to pull his hand away. Which only brought you up to a second orgasm. His hips twitched, indicating his was getting closer. He held off enough. Until he saw the signs that you were ready to cum again. Before you could, however, he came unexpectedly when you grazed your nails along his scalp on the back of his head and down on his neck.

The expression he made was cute and hilarious. He hadn't anticipated cumming at that moment. And yet. His eyes widened slightly, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink. His mouth, that had already been open, turned into the cutest and series look of surprise. But then he gave in to his orgasm and slammed his eyes shut, snapping his hips faster as he rode it out.

He didn't forget how close you'd been moments earlier. To your relief. Though, it's Hyunjin. Of course he'd remember you were close and hadn't gotten off again.

The moment he'd ridden it out enough to think about anything else, his eyes opened find yours. His fingers returned to your clit, teasing at first. Then relentless until you were digging your nails into his upper arms and crying his name out over and over.

He loved when you cried out like this. It filled him with happiness, and he was proud he could make you come undone so well.

He leaned forward, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip to tug gingerly at it. He couldn't help himself. He had to express what he was feeling in some way. The soft bite did for you what your nails on his scalp did for him. Your second orgasm hit you out of nowhere. And as you moaned out his name he released your lip to stare down at you, chuckling. He was so pleased with himself.

He rested his head against yours. His damp hair on yours. Your face. And you loved it.

"I love you." You said in unison. Then chuckled together as well.

"Do you need anything? An oat bar? Water? " He checked on you.

"Mmm..." You hummed in thought. "Maybe. Even though all I really want is you." Your fingers moved the wet hair off his face as he pulled back with a beaming expression on his face.

"How lovely would that be...If all we needed in life was to stay in bed with our lover..."

Oh how you loved his romantic, sentimental side. Which was on full display more times than not. A fact you appreciated deeply.

"That would be the most beautiful thing." You sighed your agreement.

He kissed you in appreciation. Then settled beside you; only to pull you into him and have you roll so that he could put your face into his damp neck. You both loved when he held you like this. It was just as intimate for the two of you as having him buried deep in you.

You kissed at the sweat dampened skin near your lips and he sighed happily.

"I really do wanna spend the whole day in bed with you. So only food we can eat without cooking. Okay?" He rubbed at your back lazily and you nodded into him.

"Sounds like a brilliant plan." You responded, caressing your hand over his chest and side.

It was going to be one of those wonderful days that the two of you truly spent staying in bed as much as possible. Which meant it was going to become one of your favorite days, as well. Every day you spent solely with Hyunjin was one of your favorites. Every single one. Because being with Hyunjin was something more special than words could ever express.

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americanoopie · 13 days ago

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Can I see your d*ck? (drabble)

pairing: lee felix x afab!reader

synopsis: you're lounging on your bed with your best friend peacefully until an intrusive thought wins over.

wc: 1.0k

warnings: lots of dirty talk, making out, fingering

a/n: idk what this is, i feel unhinged and not inspired to write today so this might suck but thanks @jazz-the-writer 😏💜 (side not: y'all his hands might be small by some standard that i'm not aware of but to me they're big cause i am small and that is hot, mkay)

Your best friend is leaning on your pillow looking all pretty and alluring and you can't help your thoughts.

Or your mouth.

"Can I see your dick?" it rolls off your tongue kind of accidentally. Felix coughs, choking on air as he looks up from his phone.

"Excuse me?" he looks at you in disbelief and your cheeks warm up.

"Your dick. I want to see it."

You can't really back out now.

"Um... you can't just ask stuff like that?" his eyebrow is raised, but his cheeks become rosy too.

"Why not? Do I need to get you drunk first?" you smirk.

"N-no, just... Why would you ask that?" he chuckles nervously.

"Well, I've never seen one. Not in real life, at least." you say and he smirks suddenly.

"Where else have you seen a dick?" he sits up and so do you.

"Porn, duh." you roll your eyes.

"What kind of porn?" he leans in closer and you whine, rolling your eyes again.

"Don't change the subject! Will you let me see it?"

"No, I will not show you my dick, y/n. Be for real." he laughs, shoving you playfully.

"You're totally not fun." you pout, crossing your arms over your chest.

Felix smirks to himself as he looks away from you. His heart hammers against his ribs as he bites on his lip and considers teasing you.

"How about this?" he turns around to look at you again. "I wanna see yours too."

"Hate to disappoint you Lixie but I don't have a dick." you joke and his face becomes as red as a tomato.

"I meant your... you know." he looks away.

"My what? Say it." you lean in closer and he visibly shivers.

"Y-your... pussy?" he whispers and you laugh.

"Okay." you shrug and he gasps, thinking you'd surely back out after that request.

"You're for real?" he gulps.

"Mhm." you nod, your heart skipping a beat in excitement but Felix struggles.

"I mean... it's not... it's not hard yet, you know."

"Can I help with that?" you inch closer to your best friend. And god, he is so beautiful.

"We could make out?" he suggests and you agree immediately because who wouldn't want to kiss those lips?

The world stops as you lean in, the sounds of your breathing seem so loud in the tiny gap between you and Felix. The gap is soon closed as your lips press together in a sweet, awkward kiss.

The kiss slowly escalates into something more desperate and raw, as your hands start wandering on each other's bodies. Somehow, you end up under him as he keeps kissing your face and neck.

"Your hands are so pretty." you say breathlessly as you play with Felix's hand.

"They are?" he asks, a little surprised at your compliment.

"Mhm. And your fingers are perfect." you bring his hand closer to your face, his fingertips on your lips. Felix gasps when your tongue darts out to lick at his fingertips.

"Y/n..." his voice breaks as you take his middle finger in and start sucking on it.

"Fuck." Felix curses, his eyes darkening as he observes you. You can feel his dick twitching against your thigh and you clench around nothing.

"Please, touch me Lixie." you whine when you take his finger out of your mouth.

"Where, sweetheart?" he smirks at your eagerness and you nearly combust at the nickname.

Instead of answering, you start pulling your pants down and he quickly stops you.

"Are you sure?" he asks in the last moment of clarity.

"Yes." you say and he nods, helping you get rid of your pants and underwear.

"Oh." he licks his lips at the sight of you all wet and desperate for him.

"Please." you whine and a deep chuckle escapes his lips.

"I got you, baby." he soothes you as his hands run up your thighs a few times, coming up to spread your pussy so he can take a good look at it.

You whimper, shutting your eyes tight. Felix chuckles again, his thumb pressing against your sensitive clit in circles.

You gasp, eyes snapping open as they meet his darkened ones.

"If you've never seen a dick, that must mean you're a virgin?" Felix asks quietly.

"N-no... Well, yes. I mean I did this before but never went further." you confess and he smirks.

His fingers dip between your folds, gathering your arousal before paying attention to your clit again as he speeds up, making you whimper.

"W-why are you smirking like that?" you moan out as he flicks your clit, driving you absolutely insane already.

"I know you wanna see my dick. But I wanna make sure this little pussy can take my fingers first."

"Felix!" you whine at the dirty talk, the effect of his words amplified by his deep voice and the movement on your clit.

If you weren't at his mercy you'd probably laugh at your best friend for talking like that.

"Yeah baby? You want that?"

"P-please!" you're falling apart, your pussy clenching around nothing again.

"As you wish." Felix whispers and slowly starts pushing his middle finger in.

"L-Lixie." you moan, grabbing at his wrist as he fills you up.

"You're so tight, sweetheart. I don't think you'll be seeing my dick so soon."

"N-no, please, I wanna see it!" you cry out as he pushes in completely, slowly fucking you with his finger.

"If you manage to take three of my fingers, maybe I'll let you." he leans down to whisper in your ear, making you whine.

"You're mean." you pout, knowing damn well you're nowhere near ready to take him.

"I'm just looking out for you." he keeps smirking as he starts pumping his finger faster, making you more wet with every thrust.

You want to smack him for being so sly but his thumb starts working on your clit and you completely fall apart, moaning his name and gripping at the sheets as Felix brings you to ecstasy easily.

"Only one finger got you falling apart like this, hm?" he mocks as he fucks you through your high.

"You wanna see what two get me like?" you smirk at him and he laughs a little.

"I hope you know what you got yourself into, sweetheart."

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americanoopie · 13 days ago

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"Pretty Crybaby"

Summary: Hyunjin loves nothing more than breaking you down piece by piece—until you're a sobbing little mess begging him to ruin you.

Pairing: dom!hyunjin x afab!reader MINORS DNI

Genre: smut. just pure smut.

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Tags/Warnings: dom!Hyunjin, bondage, blindfolds, edging, overstimulation, unprotected sex, choking, degradation, praise kink, orgasm control, dacryphilia (crying kink), mild humiliation, soft aftercare, slight dumbification, multiple orgasms, breeding kink if you squint (I might’ve missed something)

Word Count: 2k

A/N: it’s midnight and I have no idea what possessed me to write this.

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WRITTEN FANFIC IS PURELY FICTION──DOES NOT DIRECTLY RELATE TO REALITY.

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The silk blindfold is tight around your eyes. Soft enough to feel expensive, but snug enough to make your lashes flutter against the fabric.

You can’t see him.

You can’t touch him either—wrists bound behind your back with the same silk scarf he’d been carrying in his pocket all night, like he’d planned this from the second he laid eyes on you.

Maybe he had.

Hyunjin’s always been patient with you. Too patient. He likes to drag things out until you’re sobbing, shaking, begging for him to finally give you what you need. Gets off on breaking you down slowly, piece by piece, until you’re nothing but a pretty little mess crying into the sheets for him.

It’s been hours.

He’s edged you three times already, leaving you spread out on the bed, soaked and trembling, while he played with you at his own cruel pace.

Ice dragged down your stomach. Fingertips brushing along your inner thighs without ever dipping inside. Open-mouthed kisses pressed to your neck, your nipples, the soft curve of your hips—everywhere except where you needed him most.

You’re wrecked.

Tears streak down your flushed cheeks. Slick drips down your thighs onto the sheets. Your cunt clenches around nothing, empty and throbbing, every nerve in your body burning from how long he’s kept you on the edge without letting you fall.

And he loves it.

“You’re shaking, baby.”

His voice is low, teasing—like this isn’t the third time he’s edged you tonight. Like you’re not seconds away from completely falling apart.

“It’s too much,” you whimper, voice cracking.

Hyunjin clicks his tongue, dragging the melting ice cube down your stomach, stopping just before your aching cunt.

“It’s not enough.” The sound that slips from your throat is more sob than moan.

Your hips lift automatically, chasing the cold sting, but he presses you back down into the mattress with one big hand splayed across your stomach.

“Stay still.” You obey—because you always do. Because he’s trained you so perfectly.

“You made such a mess for me, baby.” His thumb brushes over your bottom lip, catching the trembling little pout you can’t control. “All this just from me teasing you… aren’t you embarrassed?”

You should be.

You’re soaked, dripping onto the sheets, and he hasn’t even touched your pussy properly yet.

But you’re too far gone to feel ashamed.

Hyunjin smirks like he knows exactly how fucked-out and desperate you are. “Don’t hide from me.”

His fingers curl under your chin, tilting your face toward him even though you can’t see him.

“I want to see how needy you get when you’re falling apart for me.”

The first tear slips down your cheek without warning—hot and wet against your flushed skin—and he groans like it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

“Fuck…”

He swipes it away with his thumb before licking it straight off his finger.

“My pretty little crybaby.”

Your whole body shudders beneath him, a broken whimper slipping from your lips.

You shouldn’t like it—the humiliation, the way he teases you until you’re crying for him—but your cunt clenches at the pet name, slick dripping onto the sheets beneath you.

He sees it. Of course he fucking sees it.

“You like that?” His fingers trail down, brushing over your soaked slit without ever dipping inside. “You like crying for me?”

“Yes,” you sob, too wrecked to feel embarrassed by how pathetic you sound.

He chuckles, fingers slipping lower, teasing your clit with slow, lazy circles.

“Such a filthy little thing.”

Your hips buck against his hand, chasing the friction, but he pulls away just as quickly, leaving you throbbing and empty.

You whimper, high and broken, fresh tears spilling down your cheeks. Hyunjin moans at the sound. “God… you’re so fucking pretty when you cry.”

His hand wraps loosely around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your head spin. “You want to come, baby?”

“Yes—please—”

He tightens his grip, cutting off your next breath until you’re lightheaded and dizzy beneath him. “Then ride.”

He drags you up onto his thigh, forcing you to grind your soaked cunt against the hard muscle beneath the rough fabric of his sweatpants.

It’s filthy, wet, sticky sounds filling the room, but you don’t even care how pathetic you look. You’re too far gone, chasing the friction like a dumb little toy.

“That’s it.” His breath is hot against your ear. “Use me, princess. Make yourself come for me.”

You’re already close, too sensitive from how long he’s been teasing you, but he makes you work for it. His hand stays wrapped around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your head swim. The other grips your hip, guiding your rhythm slow and deep.

You can’t stop the little sob that slips from your throat—fresh tears streaking down your face—and Hyunjin smirks. “You gonna cry for me again?”

You nod helplessly, hips stuttering.

“So pathetic.” His hand tightens around your throat, making you lightheaded. “My filthy little crybaby.”

The pet name makes your whole body jolt, cunt clenching hard, slick dripping down onto his thigh—but he stops you with one hand buried in your hair, yanking your head back. “Not yet.”

You sob openly, body trembling in his lap, but Hyunjin just chuckles darkly, licking your tears straight off your flushed cheeks. “You don’t come until I tell you to.”

By the time he finally lays you back down on the bed, you’re shaking so hard you can barely breathe.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, baby.” His fingers brush damp hair away from your face, voice soft again—like he hadn’t just spent hours breaking you into pieces.“You deserve a reward, don’t you?”

Your head bobs frantically, fresh tears clinging to your lashes. “Yes—please—”

He kisses the words right off your tongue, messy and desperate, before finally pushing inside you with one slow, aching thrust.

You scream, back arching off the mattress.

You’re so fucking wet, he slides in all the way to the hilt—splitting you open, filling you up until you’re sobbing into the pillow beneath you.

“Shh…” Hyunjin catches your chin between his fingers, forcing you to face him even through the blindfold. “Take it, baby.”

His hips roll slow, dragging his cock out inch by inch before slamming back in, deep, bruising thrusts that make your whole body jerk beneath him.

“You wanted this, didn’t you?” You sob brokenly, nails digging into your bound wrists behind your back.

“You begged me for it.” He snaps his hips harder, grinding deep—punching little gasping sobs out of your throat with every thrust. “You wanted me to ruin you.”

You’re already close, so overstimulated you’re shaking beneath him, but he wraps one big hand around your throat again, cutting off your next breath. “Not yet.”

You actually cry, fresh tears spilling down your cheeks, but Hyunjin just groans, licking them straight off your face like he’s starving for the taste of you. “My perfect little crybaby.”

His thumb rubs slow circles over your clit, dragging out the pleasure until you’re trembling, sobbing, so close you can taste it—still waiting for him to give you permission.

“Come when I tell you to.” You’re shaking, convulsing beneath him, but Hyunjin just smirks, bouncing his hips harder, fucking you right to the edge.

“That’s my good girl.” His lips brush against your ear, soft, teasing, before his voice drops to a low, dangerous whisper. “Come for me, crybaby.”

You shatter beneath him—legs trembling, back arching, soaking him with a broken sob as the pleasure finally crashes over you.

Hyunjin fucks you through it, chasing his own release, eyes locked on your wrecked, tear-streaked face.

“Fuck…” He groans, hips stuttering as he spills deep inside you—filling you up, leaving you messy and dripping.

By the time it’s over, you’re trembling, thighs slick with your own release, lashes wet with tears that won’t stop falling.

Hyunjin should give you a break.

Should untie your wrists.

Should kiss your sore little pussy and tell you what a good girl you were.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, he grins—slow and lazy—like the wrecked little mess you’ve become is the hottest thing he’s ever seen. “Still crying, baby?”

You whimper, wrecked and ruined. His fingers slide down between your legs, teasing your swollen clit.

“I’m not done with you yet.” Hyunjin’s fingers circle your swollen clit, featherlight, teasing, just enough to make your overstimulated body twitch beneath him.

You flinch, a broken sob spilling from your lips.

“Sensitive, baby?” he coos, mock sympathy lacing his voice. His thumb presses down harder, making you jolt.

“You can take it.” You know you can—because he’s made sure of it.

“You wanted to be my good girl, didn’t you?” His free hand grips your bound wrists, pulling them higher above your head, pinning you down. “Good girls let me use them however I want.”

You whimper, legs shaking, body too wrecked to fight him off—not that you’d ever want to.

His cock is still buried deep inside you, thick and heavy, stretching you wide. Every little movement makes your cunt flutter around him, milking him even though you’re too sensitive to bear it.

“Look at you.” He groans low, watching the way your body trembles beneath him. “Crying like a little slut… but your pussy’s still sucking me in.”

You sob, cheeks flushed hot with shame but your walls clench tighter around him, proving him right.

Hyunjin smirks. “Filthy.”

His fingers pick up their pace, rubbing slow, cruel circles against your clit. The pleasure is too much—sharp and overwhelming, making your thighs twitch and your stomach clench.

“I can’t,” you choke out, voice cracking.

“You can.” His hand wraps around your throat again, squeezing just enough to make your head spin. “You will.”

The pressure makes your cunt clamp down around him, fresh tears streaking down your flushed cheeks. He moans at the sight—like the wrecked, crying mess beneath him is the hottest thing he’s ever seen. “My perfect little crybaby.”

You sob openly, body arching into his touch, completely broken for him, and he fucking loves it.

“You wanna come again?” You nod frantically, hips bucking into his hand without permission. “Please… please-“

His grip on your throat tightens, cutting off your next breath. “Beg.”

You’re already sobbing, barely able to form words, but you try anyway──pathetic little gasps falling from your lips. “Please, Hyunjin—need it—please—”

He leans down, lips brushing hot against your ear. “Such a good little whore when you’re crying for me.”

His thumb presses harder against your clit, circling faster and pushing you right to the edge, holding you there. “You wanna come?”

You nod desperately, body trembling beneath him.

“Then do it.” His hand tightens around your throat, cutting off your air completely, forcing you to shatter for him.

You come with a broken sob, back arching off the mattress, thighs shaking as the pleasure crashes through you—wet and messy, soaking his cock as he fucks you through it.

Hyunjin groans, hips snapping harder, dragging it out until you’re nothing but a shaking, crying mess beneath him. “Fuck—”

He buries himself deep, spilling inside you again, filling you up until you’re dripping—cum leaking out around his cock, mixing with your own release.

By the time he finally lets you breathe, you’re wrecked. Body trembling, face streaked with tears, completely broken for him.

Hyunjin strokes your hair back from your damp forehead, voice soft again—like he hadn’t just spent hours ruining you. “You did so good, baby.”

His lips brush gentle kisses over your tear-streaked cheeks, down to your swollen lips. “My pretty little crybaby.”

You whimper softly, too wrecked to respond.

He finally unties your wrists, massaging the red marks into your sore skin before pulling you into his arms. “You can cry all you want now, princess.” His lips press against your temple, voice low and soothing.

“I’ll take care of you.” And he does.

Cleaning you up. Kissing every sore inch of your body. Whispering soft praise into your hair until you’re nothing but a warm, pliant mess in his arms.

But even as he soothes you, there’s that familiar smirk tugging at his lips—like he’s already planning how to break you all over again.

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americanoopie · 18 days ago

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﹙✧﹚ the scent of your love

ʕ -᷅ ༝-᷄ʔ : warm mornings with your boyfriend.

۫ 𖨂 𓈒 𝑏f!skz ₊ ‎ ‎ 𝑖m.𝑓em!reader ˙ . ꒷ unc/hyung line. g. domestic fluff . 36OOw. ⎯⎯⎯ Yᗩᑎi's ᒪIᗷᖇᗩᖇY ⟢ cw. kissing , cuddling . ┆ 🍥 ⋮ req. headcanons .ᐟ ֹ ₊

yani's note 𑁍ܓ hello hello, she makes an ot8 hc comeback !! thanking liliza for updating my humour and brainrot, forever annoyed and thankful. thanks to iza for minho's brainrot nickname too <3 currently changing up the theme too, barely half way done, whoops >< also gonna change the username!

find the maknae-line here.

chrispy kreme ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits > that is if this man sleeps !!

mans is the ultimate human heater, his body radiates warmth, making you feel all cozy and safe. even in the summer, you find yourself wrapped up in his warmth.

he loves loves LOVE to stay close to you in his sleep (if that wasn't obvious), but he shifts positions a lot. one moment, he's spooning you with his arm draped protectively (very alpha sigma i see you chrizzler) over your waist, and the next, he's starfishing (i'm gonna be a star star ahh) across the bed.

the nights when he's super exhausted from schedule; now this is not very likely but lowkey i get the feeling that he'd knock out quick (because it's you) and barely moves, but if he’s restless, expect him to unconsciously tangle his limbs with yours.

he hates sleeping apart. if you even shift away a little in your sleep, his arm immediately snakes around your waist and pulls you back into his chest.

sometimes, he’s so much more clingier in his sleep that if you try to move, he mumbles in protest. ⟡ “no, don’t leave me.” ⟡ “where do you think you’re going? my arms are literally your home.”

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

waking up next to chris means waking up to sliiightly wet, but soft kisses all over your face, collarbone and/or neck, raspy whispers, and the sound of his deep, morning voice murmuring against your skin.

the first thing he does upon waking up? pulls you even closer and buries his face in the crook of your neck.

he hums against your skin, sometimes singing random tunes that he's working on, softly if he feels like it. his voice is still husky, warm, and soothing in the mornings.

he’s a slow riser—likes to take his time waking up, staying in bed with his lover for as long as possible.

he is so down bad when you trace soft patterns on his bare back (because we all know that man either sleeps ass naked or with shorts.. it's probably the latter though) or card your fingers through his messy, natural brown curls while he slowly wakes up.

if you even try to get up, he tightens his grip and whines, his voice still sleepy as he pouts, ⟡ “mmm, naaauuur, just five more minutes.”⟡ “you’re really gonna leave me here? in this cold, cruel world?”⟡ “i worked so hard yesterday.. don’t i deserve a little extra love in the morning?”

lazy kisses everywhere. your forehead, your nose, your cheeks—he worships your face before he even fully wakes up.

his kisses are teasingly slow, lingering, and filled with warmth. he takes his time, savoring the way your lips feel against his.

if you try to dodge his kisses (just to tease him), he pouts dramatically before grabbing your face and peppering kisses all over.

he loves when you kiss him back—his lips curve into a lazy smile against yours.

if you say good morning first, he grins sleepily before responding: ⟡ “good morning, angel,” ⟡ “you’re the first thing i get to see every morning. how lucky am i?” ⟡ “mmm… you look too pretty in the morning. how do you do that?”

if it’s his day off, he stays in bed for hours—talking to you, playing with your fingers, or just laying there admiring you.

if he wakes up before you (very usual), he watches you sleep with the softest look in his eyes. he brushes stray hairs from your face and presses soft kisses to your temple. and almost a few minutes later, he slips out of the sheets carefully, and heads to the kitchen to make some breakfast for the both of you, wearing nothing but sweatpants/shorts and messy bedhead curls.

if you’re still in bed while he cooks, he’ll come back to wake you up with kisses. ⟡ “wake up, princess. i made you breakfast.”⟡ “c’mon baby, don’t make me eat alone.” (pouting) ⟡ “if you don’t get up, i’m gonna carry you to the kitchen myself.” (he will pick you up so easily as if you're feater, 100%)

he loves simple, quiet mornings where it’s just the two of you existing together—no rush, no stress, just warmth and love.

when you wake up very cranky.. “why do mornings exist?” you'd groan. ⟡ “so i can wake up next to you.” “annoying.”⟡ “and yet, you love me.” (we saw this coming.)

when you sleepily mumble something incoherent.. ⟡ “…what was that?”“…pancakes.” (still half-asleep) ⟡ “you’re literally dreaming about food. that’s so cute.” (laughs, kissing your forehead)

when you try to leave the bed.. ⟡ “if you leave, i’m gonna be sad all day.” “you’ll survive.” ⟡ “will i?” (clutching his heart dramatically) “okay, fine, five more minutes.” ⟡ “i love you.” (smug)

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

1000/10. extremely. there’s no escaping his arms in the mornings. like i said, if you try to slip away, he will hook a leg over yours or grabs your waist to keep you in place.

some mornings, he literally pulls you on top of him and lets you rest on his chest while he strokes your back lazily.

he gets extra whiny if you have to leave the bed early, dragging you back down even if it’s just for a minute.

if you manage to somehow slip away, expect him to follow you—sleepily stumbling into the kitchen to find you.

if you’re making coffee, he’ll wrap his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and swaying you slightly. ⟡ “left me alone in bed… how could you?” (fake dramatic gasp) ⟡ “i need my morning cuddles, or i can’t function.” ⟡ “you better come back to bed after this.” (serious tone, but he’s grinning)

─ so.. waking up next to chris is like waking up to warmth, love, and pure comfort. he’s clingy, affectionate, and hopelessly in love with you—so expect soft kisses, sleepy smiles, and endless cuddles every single morning.

minheez nuts ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

minho isn’t the clingiest person when he’s awake, but something about sleeping next to you turns him into a human koala. he’ll fall asleep with you curled into his chest, one arm lazily draped around your waist.

he usually sleeps on his stomach or his side, with an arm tucked under the pillow. if you cuddle him in your sleep, you’ll wake up with your head resting on his arm or chest because he adjusted for your comfort.

if you’re cold, he’ll wordlessly pull the blanket over you, maybe teasing you about how you “should’ve brought a heater instead of stealing my body warmth.”

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

he doesn’t let go easily in the morning either. even if you wake up before him, good luck getting out of bed—his grip tightens unconsciously if you try to leave.

almost all mornings, he wakes up first, but sometimes but refuses to move, just enjoying the warmth of having you there. if you shift or stir, he’ll nuzzle his face into your shoulder like a cat pretending to still be asleep.

sometimes, he’s the type to sigh dramatically if you try to roll away. ⟡ “where do you think you’re going? we have rent to pay in this bed.”

minho is definitely an early riser, but he also has a soft spot for lazy, half-asleep kisses. he’ll hum in satisfaction when you kiss him first thing in the morning, even if he pretends to be grumpy about it.

the first kiss is always lazy—just a soft press of lips, half-lidded eyes, and a sleepy little smirk afterward.

if he wakes up before you, he’ll quietly admire you for a bit before giving your forehead a lingering kiss, his lips warm and slightly chapped.

sometimes, he gets playful and nips at your cheek or jaw just to hear you whine. ⟡ “aish, you’re so needy. you act like you love me or something.”

hahaha... i'm okay.. anyway. his morning voice. deep, raspy, and slow—like warm honey dripping from a spoon. he doesn’t talk much when he first wakes up, but when he does, his voice is even lower than usual.

he groans dramatically when stretching his back, arms wrapping around you like a cat stretching in a sunbeam. ⟡ “ugh… this is it. this is the end. i’m never getting up. i've gotten way too old.”

if you tease him for sounding extra husky, he’ll smirk and whisper directly in your ear just to fluster you. ⟡ “do you like it that much? should i keep talking?”

in those lazy mornings, he does take his sweet time waking up, stretching like a cat and blinking at you sleepily. however, in other cases, he'll be slipping out of bed at 7am, only to go make some breakfast and/or work out.

if you’re already up before him and doing something, he’ll wrap his arms around your waist from behind and lean his chin on your shoulder, mumbling, ⟡ “competing with my healthy lifestyle now?”

he insists that you both brush your teeth before exchanging any serious morning kisses, but he’ll still sneak in a few forehead or temple kisses beforehand.

if he’s feeling especially soft, he’ll let you sit on the bathroom counter while he brushes your hair lazily, making teasing comments the entire time.

he prefers to wake up naturally, but if he wakes up first and you’re still sleeping, he gets playful.

his favorite way to wake you up? poking your cheek repeatedly while whispering, “wake up, idiot.”

if that doesn’t work, he’ll start rubbing the tip of his nose against yours like an affectionate cat.

if he’s extra mischievous, he’ll just hover over you and stare until you wake up, pretending he wasn’t doing anything.

⟡ “you’re lucky you’re cute when you sleep, otherwise this would be boring.”

“min, let me go, i need to pee.”⟡ “sounds like a personal problem.”

“wake up, it’s getting late.”⟡ “time is a social construct.”

“your morning breath is kinda…”⟡ “and yet you’re still here, breathing it in. suspicious.”

“let’s just sleep forever.”⟡ “that’s not how life works.” “you’re so boring.”

⟡ “wow, you look amazing. like a raccoon who lost a fight with its reflection.”

⟡ “you snored so loudly last night, i thought an earthquake was happening.”

if you try to get revenge and tell him he snores, he’ll smirk. ⟡ “yeah? and yet you still slept next to me like a lovesick puppy. obsessed.”

he’ll dramatically complain if you steal his blanket. ⟡ “i knew this relationship was a scam. you just wanted my warmth and left me to freeze.”

he’s not above taking a sneaky picture of you drooling if the opportunity arises. you know we all want to see mingo's camera roll. blackmail material.

but if you ever caught him staring at you, he’d just roll his eyes and say, ⟡ “don’t flatter yourself.” (he totally loves waking up next to you, though.)

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

5/10? he isn’t the type to beg for cuddles, but if you initiate them, he’ll accept them like a spoiled cat basking in attention.

however, in some tired mornings, his sleepiness overrides his usual tsundere tendencies, making him extra soft. he’ll bury his face in your neck or the crook of your shoulder, mumbling nonsense.

if you try to get up, he’ll tighten his hold and whine in a barely audible voice, ⟡ “five more minutes…”

he’ll casually drape an arm around your waist, preventing you from moving. ⟡ “where do you think you’re going? the bed tax says you need to pay five more minutes of cuddles.”

if he’s feeling particularly lazy, he’ll trap you against him, completely deadweight, and mumble, ⟡ “mmm… stay.”

some mornings, he’ll just hook a finger into your waistband or shirt, keeping a loose hold as if to say, don’t go too far.

₍^. .^₎⟆

if soondoongdori come into the room while you’re still in bed, he’ll make them cuddle with you too. ⟡ “dori, look at her. she’s so lazy, just like you.”

if you wake up before him and start petting soonie or doongie, he’ll pretend to be jealous. ⟡ “unbelievable. you replaced me with my own kids.”

sometimes, he’ll wake up and find his cats curled up on your side of the bed, and he’ll say, ⟡ “traitors. i thought we were a team.”

─ minho is the type of boyfriend who acts unbothered but secretly adores every second of waking up next to you. his teasing never stops, but neither does his quiet affection. even if he pretends to be indifferent, he’s the kind of guy who’ll always make sure you’re warm, well-rested, and maybe just a little bit trapped under the covers with him ><

changbinary ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

my man is an extremely cuddly sleeper. he always has an arm or a leg draped over you, no exceptions.

he prefers holding you against his big big plushy tiddies because he loves feeling you close, and he thinks it's the most protective way to sleep.

big spoon energy, but if you ever hold him from behind, he melts instantly. he won’t admit it, but he loves it when you trace little patterns on his back.

sometimes, he’ll unconsciously tighten his hold on you in his sleep, pulling you even closer like you might just disappear.

he grumbles when you try to move away, fully trapping you under him like a weighted blanket.

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

this little baby... he gives a thousand lazy kisses the moment he wakes up. sleepy, warm, soft pecks all over your face—your nose, forehead, cheeks, lips. ⟡ “mmm, morning kisses are necessary. it’s the law.”

his lips are warm and plush in the morning, and he loves lingering kisses, his lips pressing against yours in a lazy, affectionate way.

he smiles into kisses when you kiss him back, of course !!!!!!! he’s so adorably giggly in the morning that sometimes he breaks into laughter while kissing you.

his morning voice is so much softer, deep, raspy, and extra cute when he’s still waking up. it’s slightly grumbly but soft.

he talks a lot in the mornings—he’ll wake up half-asleep and mumbling, sometimes saying random, nonsensical things. ⟡ “baby, do you think… pigs have a favorite color?” ⟡ "you're so warm… i think i might just stay in bed forever."

hums against your skin while burying his face in your shoulder.

he’s super warm when he wakes up, body heat radiating off him, making cuddling even cozier.

drowsy smiles. he wakes up grinning at you, eyes half-closed, dimples peeking through.

he rubs his eyes (cutely), then hides his face against your neck because he’s too lazy to get up.

he'd whisper before pressing a kiss to your collarbone. ⟡ “morning, angel,”

if he had a long schedule the night before, he’s extra slow to wake up, mumbling incoherently and pulling you into his chest so you don’t leave.

“binnie, we need to get up.” ⟡ “no, we don’t. society is a lie. time is fake. the only real thing is you and me in this bed.” “you have schedules.” ⟡ “i cancel them. i live here now. this is my new job.”

⟡ “you didn’t give me enough kisses this morning.” “i literally kissed you like, ten times.” ⟡ “well, it’s not enough. i require more. right now.” (leans in dramatically)

you'd poke his cheek. “baby, wake up.” ⟡ “five more minutes.” “you said that ten minutes ago.” ⟡ “mmm… i lied.” pulls you into a hug, trapping you under him.

when he finally wakes up properly, he stretches with a cute little groan, then reaches out for you immediately.

a gazillion forehead kisses before getting out of bed. always. it’s a rule.

sometimes, if he has energy, he picks you up bridal-style out of bed and carries you to breakfast.

loves cooking breakfast together—he makes the eggs while you make the coffee. but sometimes, he just hugs you from behind the entire time instead.

sits at the table, still groggy, resting his head on your shoulder while eating.

⟡ “my partner make the best latte,” he mumbles against your shoulder, completely leaning into you.

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

100000/10. this man will not let you get out of bed.

if you try, he will pull you back, wrap his arms around your waist, and squeeze you against his chest (the changtiddies are literally pillows). ⟡ “nooo, don’t gooo. five more minutes. five. no, ten. no, just stay forever.”

he pouts if you escape his hold. but the moment you come back, he’s nuzzling into you, wrapping himself around you like a koala.

he loves when you rub his back or play with his hair in the mornings—it makes him so soft and sleepy again.

─ overall, this man is the cutest, clingiest, softest morning boyfriend who just wants to stay in bed and cuddle you forever. if he could, changbin would glue himself to you and never let go. (my cue to play glue song.....)

hyunskittles ୨୧

₍^. .^₎⟆ sleeping & cuddling habits

hyune loves being wrapped around you like an overgrown golden retriever. his long limbs tangle with yours, ensuring you physically cannot escape.

if he’s spooning you, expect muscular arm lockdown—his biceps are getting strong, and he unknowingly holds you way too tight in his sleep. you literally have to fight for your life to turn over.

in rare moments, when he’s the little spoon, he melts in your arms like a sleepy puppy, occasionally making soft content noises when you run your fingers through his hair.

₍^. .^₎⟆ mornings with him

absolutely shameless about morning breath—this man does not give two shits.

his go-to is lazy, lingering forehead and back of the neck kisses, usually paired with a tight squeeze and a deep inhale of your scent. (yes, like a weirdo but he's cute, we'll give him that!)

neck nuzzling and soft, barely-there pecks along your jawline if he’s feeling extra affectionate. which is always.

lip kisses start slow and gentle, but turn into full-on whining when you try to pull away.

morning voice? deeper than the ocean, raspier than a lost voice.

the first few words he mumbles are always unintelligible, just a sleepy jumble of vowels and deep sighs.

his whiny voice comes out when he’s being clingy. ⟡ “nooooo, five more minutes… you love me, right? then prove it by staying.”

if he’s teasing, it’s in that low, smug tone. ⟡ “you can’t stop staring at me, hm? can’t blame you. i do look ethereal in the morning.”

his hair? a mess. bedhead to the max. we've seen this man's hair during recordings. HE CANNOT KEEP HIS HANDS AWAY. even when he's kiwi now, yes.

sometimes, he wakes up before you and just stares at you, admiring how cute you look while sleeping.

if you wake up and catch him staring, he’ll grin all sheepishly and say, ⟡ “you looked like an angel. i couldn’t help it.”

big on ‘morning cuddles tax’—you must give him at least three kisses and five minutes of snuggling before you’re allowed to get up.

he always wakes up craving affection, so prepare for long, sleepy hugs and him burying his face into your neck.

those dimples? very visible because he’s extra smiley when he first wakes up.

and crescent eyes? puffy and adorable, especially when he rubs them with the back of his hand like a literal baby dumpling from that one mini movie.

if you tell him he looks cute, he’ll get all smug about it. ⟡ “of course i do. i was born like this.” (proceeds to flex his biceps)

how he wakes you up... the soft approach: slow, sweet back rubs and gentle whispers of your name.

the chaotic approach: flopping his entire body on top of you, yelling in your ear, ⟡ “wake up babyyyyy,”

the romantic approach: peppering kisses all over your face until you wake up giggling.

the annoying approach: poking your cheeks repeatedly and whispering, ⟡ “i know you’re awake. stop pretending.”

"hyune, let me go. i have to get up."⟡ "lies. you don’t have to do anything except stay here and love me."

⟡ “do you think i could become even more handsome?”“baby, it’s too early for this.”⟡ “just answer. do you think it’s possible? or am i already at the peak?”

"why are you looking at me like that?"⟡ because you’re the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen, and i need at least ten minutes to process it every morning."

"your hair looks crazy."⟡ "and yet, i still look good. fascinating."

₍^. .^₎⟆ clingy scale?

100/10. extreme. this man is physically attached to you and acts offended if you try to move away.

if you get out of bed first, he will complain. ⟡ “babe. where are you going. babe. no. wait—babe. come back.”

if you ignore him, expect dramatic flopping, like a pup who just got abandoned.

when he’s half-awake, he blindly reaches for you, pulling you back into his chest without opening his eyes.

─ overall, hyunjin in the morning is a clingy, dramatic, lovesick, messy dumpling who refuses to let you go. he’s all warmth, sleepy smiles, and lazy kisses, pulling you close like you’re his favorite dream he never wants to wake up from. mornings with him feel like love wrapped in soft blankets.

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Your Canvas

summary: Hyunjin entrusts you with his look for the show and what is in store afterwards.

pairing: idol!Hyunjin x fab!reader

genre: fluff, smut-18+MDNI

word count: 1.9k

warnings: teasing, fingering, nipple play, dirty talk, unprotected sex (don't), creampie, squirting, use of term princess, hyunjin is kinda a soft dom

notes: a short fic to help me get out of my slump and also versace buzzcut hyunjin lol

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Your paintbrush traveled over the fuzzy blond strands, the black paint forming the letters to spell Versace. You were helping Hyunjin get ready for the show, offering to help him paint the phrase and its design on the sides of his head.

However, the man was out to make the task difficult as his arm was wrapped around your waist, his large palm flat on your ass as he squeezed the flesh every now and then. Each time it occurred, you felt your pussy clench, your arousal soaking your panties as you took in his little smirk.

“Are you okay love?” Hyunjin teased as he looked straight ahead not daring to turn around and mess up your work.

“Mmhmm. But if you want your designs to be perfect, I need to focus.”

“Well focus love, what’s stopping you?”

At that moment he squeezed your ass again and this time his hand sneaked its way under your dress, his fingers teasing your folds briefly before withdrawing them.

You breathed in and out, trying to ignore his teasing and focus on what you were doing and somehow you were able to finish. You stood back to admire your work, the large, black words sticking out on his blonde almost white hair.

“Done,” you said in triumph as you set your paint brushes down on the counter.

You gasped as you suddenly felt Hyunjin wrap his arms around you, pressing your body against his front.

“Thank you love,” he murmured as he pressed wet kisses down your neck and ran his nose up just to nip at your ear.

You could feel his semi-hardened cock pressed against you, the need to have him take you then and there getting stronger with each second. However, he had places to be and with every last bit of resolve you pulled away and began fixing your dress.

“We have to go. Everyone is waiting on the prince.”

Hyunjin eyed you, his brown eyes taking in your body, how your dress hugged your curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Normally he’d let his possessive side show and have you change, not wanting anyone to see what’s his. But tonight, he’ll let it slide as he wants everyone to see who he’s going home with later on.

He runs his fingers through the short strands and smiles before grabbing your hand to lead you out of the room and to the show he looks forward to all year. — — The night went well. Many fans attended to see the prince himself while anybody who is somebody made their way to the venue. Hyunjin mingled with the others, always having you in tow, a hand placed gently on your lower back.

You were a little tipsy from the flutes of champagne you knocked back throughout the night leaving you feeling horny and needy for Hyunjin. Every time you eyed his hair, seeing your handiwork on his buzzed head, you silently moaned or when he eyed you with a knowing look, his tongue darting out to lick his plush lips, your walls clamped down around nothing, more arousal seeping out of your pussy and onto your thighs as the fabric of your panties was ruined.

Time passed however, more drinks were passed around, and before you knew it, Hyunjin was bidding everyone goodbye and leading you out of the venue. He was silent the whole way to the car, a soft smile on his face as the few stragglers who were outside yelled his name and snapped his picture, the camera flashes lighting up the night.

You were like a dog in heat, needing to be touched by your lover in however way he saw fit. You squeezed your thighs together over and over, seeking friction and therefore giving you some relief, but Hyunjin just lightly slapped your knee, signaling for you to stop.

Hyunjin was hard, incredibly so, his cock straining against his pants painfully. He never was not hard, not tonight as he kept thinking of you in that dress, your eyes on him, eye fucking him every chance you could get. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on you, ravage you, and worship you.

Once at the hotel, he whisked you away, both of you in a hurry to be within the confines of the four walls of your room. The door slammed, causing the items on the dresser to vibrate.

Before you knew it, Hyunjin had you on your back as he hovered over you, his eyes gazing at you with a sultry gaze.

“Fuck my princess, you need me don’t you?” He smirked as he slowly leaned down to press his lips to your collarbone.

You moaned and ran your fingers through his hair, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the feel of the fuzz against your fingertips and his lips on your skin, slowly licking and sucking the flesh until you were squirming beneath him.

“I need you,” you whimpered, bucking your hips into his, groaning when you felt his cock against your thigh.

Hyunjin chuckled and stood up, leaving you shocked and gazing at him. He stripped himself of his jacket, the purple leather sliding to the floor and began to slowly rid himself of his shirt and pants as you watched silently.

Before ridding himself of his boxers, he cocked his head and asked, “Why are you still lying there? Don’t you want me to bend you over and have my way with you? Fuck you just the way you like until your begging me to let you come?”

You felt a flutter run through your body, the heat settling in your core. You scrambled off of the bed and slipped your dress off, baring yourself to Hyunjin. Your chest was heaving as you breathed, your nipples hardened as you stood there in just your panties. Hyunjin’s eyes roamed down your body as he smiled in approval at your obedience.

You gasped as he brushed his fingers over your nipples, barely touching them to tease you. You bit your lip as pleasure cascaded down your body, as he toyed with your breasts in a way only he knew how to do. His eyes met yours, his pupils dilated and filled with lust.

His hands dropped and you gasped at the lack of sensation, wishing he would touch you again. You didn’t have to wait long as he grabbed your arm and pulled you toward the dresser and bent you over. You heard him discard his boxers and slide your panties down your legs, leaving them to pool at your feet.

You let out a moan as his fingers ran through your folds, over and over, the pad of the digit rubbing your clit every now and then. The sound of your arousal filled the air, causing Hyunjin’s cock to twitch as more pre-cum leaked from his reddened tip.

“Look at me love. Look in the mirror right at me.”

You lifted your head ever so slightly to meet his gaze in the large mirror hanging above you. He smiled as he massaged your ass, his other hand stroking his cock slowly.

“I want you to look at me when I fuck you,” Hyunjin purred.

You shook your head okay and pushed your hips back, moaning when you felt the tip of his cock on your flesh.

“Ready love? Remember eyes on me…”

You let out a moan as he pushed inside, his cock spreading you open with each inch. Hyunjin was a site to see as he threw his head back briefly and then caught your gaze again as he began to thrust into you, hard and fast. You felt full, his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over, pushing you toward that feeling of sweet ecstasy that you’ve been craving all night.

Hyunjin panted as he gripped your hips tighter, his eyes glued to your ass as he watched your pussy take his cock perfectly and the flesh jiggle against him with each thrust. He loved your pussy, how tight and warm it was around him, how it made him feel as if he was losing his mind. He reveled in the thought that it was his, all his.

You felt that familiar sensation start to bubble causing you to clench around his cock. Hyunjin noticed the change, how you clenched around him, how your moans turned to shaky breaths and how you met his thrusts by shoving your hips back onto him, trying to reach your peak.

Hyunjin suddenly withdrew his cock, your cries of dismay reaching his ears. He pulled you up and then maneuvered you to the bed, laying you on your back before spreading your legs wide open.

His eyes feasted on your pussy, taking in your swollen folds, slick with your arousal. He licked his lips when he saw your clit, so engorged it was peaking out between your lips. Hyunjin lifted your chin so your eyes were on him as he spit on your pussy, the saliva hitting perfectly on your clit causing you to gasp before the liquid traveled down your folds and to your entrance.

You watched as he gripped his cock once more and sheathed himself inside you, leaning down against you to get as close as possible. He snapped his hips once, twice, nice and hard to the point where your body jolted upwards against the sheets as you let out a huff.

He kept that pace, deep and hard before speeding up, that pleasurable feeling quickly building up within you once more. You traced your fingers against the word Versace you painted earlier in the day, listening to the soft grunts your lover let out at your touch.

“Mmm such good pussy. Been wanting to fuck you all night love. M’wanted to fuck my princess.”

“Ah Hyunjin!” You whimpered as you continued to run your fingers through the tendrils of hair, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull you closer.

You were close to your high, the feeling intensifying with each thrust. You slowly breathed, letting yourself succumb to the pleasure, to the warm feeling that began in your belly before traveling all the way down to your core, to your legs, even to your toes. The bubble grew slowly and intensely to the point that you felt overwhelmed.

“Are you going to come on my cock love? Well you be a good little princess for me?” Hyunjin cooed as he eyed you, recognizing the look you make when you’re close to orgasm.

“Yes, gonna come on your cock…gonna..” But your words were caught off as you came hard, your release dripping out of your pussy and onto Hyunjin’s cock and the sheets below. Your vision blurred and your hearing diminished as he continued to fuck you, dragging his cock in and out in and out until he gave a strangled cry and stilled his hips, his seed painting your walls.

Hyunjin let out a shaky breath and collapsed next to you, pulling you to his body. His eyes roamed your face, taking in your spent face that was filled with love. His eyes fluttered as you reached out to trace the design on his head, a soft grunt coming from deep within his chest, almost like a purr.

“I did good,” you said as he returned his gaze to yours.

“You did, it’s definitely a painting fitting for a prince.” Hyunjin murmured as he drew small circles on your hips.

You couldn’t agree more.

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americanoopie · 18 days ago

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˖˙ ᰋ ── highlighter? what's that?

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. genre: fluff

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. a/n: very much inspired by the video hyun did with risabae <3 very self indulgent; hyun's a cutiepie and i wanna squish his cheeks. i hope you enjoy!! <3

“Baby, what is this?”

Hyunjin looks up from his phone in wonder, raising both eyebrows as you thrust a pink, round, and strange-looking sponge in his face.

He pauses, gaze finding yours, scoffing as your smile widens.

“A beauty blender. How stupid do you think I am?”

You can't help but laugh, putting the item away to cradle his face and place a soft kiss on his forehead. “Stupid isn't a word I actively associate with you, my love.”

You can feel him melt at your words, and as he leans into the touch to capture your lips, you pull back to get another product, as committed to the bit as one could be.

“What about this?”

Hyunjin is confused, a pout settling over his pillowy lips. He studies the pencil in your hand, stopping at the blunt tip that can barely tell him what color it's supposed to be anymore.

“Is this one of my drawing pencils? But I don't remember owning such a shade.” He takes it from your hand to have a closer look, studying it curiously. “A crayon?”

“A crayon, baby?”

He nods, smiling brightly. “I didn't know you got back into coloring! I'm so glad!”

He's too cute to disagree with, so your only response is a smile full of fondness as you turn away from him once again, setting the lip liner aside.

“What are you doing?”

“I saw this on tiktok.” Hyunjin groans loudly, letting his head fall back against the couch in the most dramatic manner he could muster. “It’s looked like so much fun! All you have to do is name these products you've seen me use hundreds of times.”

Your boyfriend shakes his head, staring at the ceiling in contemplation. “Nothing from that app can be fun.”

“So, you're not having fun?” You pout, trying to meet his eyes and weaken his defences.

Silence greets your question for a few heartbeats which aids you in hearing the gears in Hyunjin’s head working overtime, pondering over his next words.

Eventually, he sighs and grumbles under his breath. “I didn't say that...”

When Hyunjin returns to sitting properly, you hold up a familiar product he is bound to guess even with his eyes closed.

“That's lipstick. Your favorite one. You love peppering kisses all over my face while wearing it just so it would stain my skin.”

Your grin is so wide that your cheeks start to hurt, happiness contagious as it pulls the same smile from your previously grumpy boyfriend. “Great job, baby!” You clap, reaching out to run your hand through his short hair, the texture that has him resembling a hedgehog pleasant on your skin. As expected, he leans into your touch once again, like a moth drawn to a flame, or a cat craving affection after a whole day spent apart. At this point, you’re sure he’s not even aware of how often he does it.

“I got it right.” He mumbles, grabbing your other hand before you can run away to plant soft kisses all over your knuckles. “Now where’s my reward?”

“A reward?” You ask, raising a curious brow while your hand stills on his head. “What do you want?”

“You.”

Your heart flutters, somehow still not used to his characteristic boldness that never shies away from expressing what he desires, making you go weak in the knees without fail.

You weren’t done with him yet, but Hyunjin did have a point – his patience deserved a reward after getting roped into another one of your schemes, even though you could always tell he loved your spontaneous mind and silly ideas.

Without a word, you dip down to plant a sweet kiss on his awaiting lips, one that lingers for as long as you’re both willing to get lost in each other. Which is a long time, an eternity if only your need for air didn’t butt in every few minutes to ruin the moment.

His strong arms circle your waist, keeping you in place as he kisses all of your thoughts away. His cheeky tongue caresses your bottom lip as if politely asking for entrance. You comply, only for a fleeting moment, allowing him to taste you as your hands squish his cheeks together, unable to help yourself.

When you pull away, you’re both a little out of breath, lips red and slick with each other’s saliva. Hyunjin’s looking up at you after resting his chin above your stomach, eyes full of the love only you can ignite in him, and the sight doesn’t fail to pull on your sensitive heartstrings.

Gently, with utmost care, you wipe at his bottom lip, causing his hold on you to tighten and pull you even closer, almost seating you on his lap.

Somehow, you manage to twist your body in his embrace and reach for the next product, still not willing to give up on your game.

“Baby,” you coo, caressing his jaw, “do you recognize this one?”

Releasing you, Hyunjin reaches for the small product that looks even tinier in his big hands, inspecting it thoroughly. He’s turning it around, analyzing it from every angle, before finally figuring out how to open it. A gasp escapes his full lips as a cloud of glitter greets him, the particles flying in his face like they too longed for a chance at his love, to touch and kiss his face like you were just doing minutes prior.

“It’s so shiny.” He mumbles, in awe of all the colorful hues he can see in the white powder. “Is this the thing you put on your eyes? What was it called?”

You can’t help but laugh, your heart growing in size at the adorable look on his face, the furrow between his eyebrows you had to hold yourself back from kissing away. “I guess you can use it on your eyes as well, yeah.”

“It’s a highlighter, Hyun.”

“Highlighter?” Hyunjin whispers, still as lost as ever, searching his mind for all the memories in which he’s witnessed you use this thing.

You nod, grabbing his hand to help him dip his fingers in, gently. “See how it sparkles?”

Hyunjin is mesmerized, staring at the swatch you just did on his hand with the curiosity of a little kid that just received a new, shiny toy he couldn’t bring himself to tear out of the package yet.

The sight is so endearing that your heart threatens to jump out of your chest at any second, leaving you behind in favor of finding a new home among Hyunjin’s other organs, deeming him more worthy. That’s why, you let her dictate your next move, leaning down to sweetly peck his lips once again, a kiss he returns automatically.

Now, he’s frowning because of a whole other reason, holding himself back from chasing after your lips. “I got it wrong though?”

You shake your head, beaming. “It doesn’t matter. Your cuteness deserves a reward either way.”

The last thing you see is his bright smile before you turn your back to him again, reaching for the eyelash curler that is bound to give him some trouble.

Once Hyunjin’s doe eyes settle on the small piece of metal in your hands, his smile vanishes as an emotion resembling fear clouds the chocolate color.

“Absolutely not! Get that torture device away from me!”

Oh, how much you loved your boyfriend and his dramatic antics.

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americanoopie · 18 days ago

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all i can imagine is hyunjin eating you out on a random evening and you having the habit of grabbing his long locks of hair so you reach down to grab a handful but nooo…he has buzzed hair now!!! so you whine as he chuckles, interlocking fingers with you instead

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americanoopie · 27 days ago

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*To Much Kitten?*

Pairing: Hyunjin x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Pure Smut

Warning: Hyunjin is a cat turned human, Breeding kink, Creampie, Multiple orgasms, Anal, Oral (Both receiving), Toys, “Double stuffed”, Spanking, Slight Pillow Humping, Praise, Pet names (kitten is used a lot), not proofread. I think that’s all?

Yall wanted a part two to “Teach Me” so here it is. It’s pure smut I may have went over board with it not gonna lie- but hey enjoy.

Part One “Teach me”

-🩵

It’s been a week or two since the cute little cat you rescued got turned into a human. It was still so weird to you the thought at least. You two have been living well together you were teaching him all the human things and in return he was fucking you senseless at any time either of you needed.

Today you were at work longer than normal, you felt bad but even worse since Hyune was even clingier this morning usual. He didn’t want you to go he whined loudly as you peeled yourself off of him trying to leave. So on your way home you stopped at the store and grabbed him his favorite type of fish to surprise him.

Walking through the door to your place your eyes were met with a sinful sight. There was hyunjin bear naked fucking himself into a pillow on the couch. His hair was slicked back from all the sweat the noises he was making were enough to make your core ache for him. “Hyune” you said softly his head shot up from the couch desperate eyes staring you down. “You’re home!” He said quickly rushing to you.

He pressed himself against you pushing you against the door as he wrapped his arms around you “y/n-ie please- I’m- it hurts I need you” he said his voice cracking. “What do you mean it hurts?” You said his words confusing you. “Huh?” He said confused himself now “y/n what do you mean? You’re ovulating” he said with a whine “it’s putting me into basically a “heat” he said looking at you. “What does that mean?”

“It means because you are, you’re ready to breed. Which would be a heat for cats. Which in return makes my hormones need to breed you. We males don’t have a heat like females ours just makes us more hornier.” He rambled. Your mind was still a bit confused but more on the part where it hurt “but what hurts?” You asked feeling a bit worried for him “y/n- my cock- i haven’t been able to cum properly all day I need- it needs to be buried into you please-“ he was a mess his words running together.

“I-“ you started to say before he kissed you sucking on your tongue his body pressed against you humping your leg as he tried to take your shirt off. “Hyune I just got home” you said between breathes. He huffed looking up at you “y/n if I can’t get a release I’m going to go feral.” He said his voice almost a growl. The way he was switching from needy to almost dominate made it so hot. You wanted to fuck with him a little but you didn’t wanna hurt him either. You slowly ran your hand down to his unclothed cock and slowly pumped your hand up and down. Hyun letting out a low groan.

“Hmm what exactly happens if you go feral?” You hummed out stopping the movements already. “Y/n please-“ he said his voice getting stuck in his throat. “Maybe I’ll just let you go back to humping your pillow.” You teased moving your body away from him. “Y/n stop-“ he whined more but his demeanor had changed. “Stop what hmm?” You dared to tease back yet again. “Stop being such a brat.” He said making his way to you, he grabbed you by your waist pushing you down against the couch.

Your ass now up in the air, he quickly stripped you of your pants almost ripping them in the process. You were about to protest before he pushed your head down into the couch smacking your ass hard. “Stay” he growled. As he ran to grab something coming back just a few second later, you could hear a familiar sound. He had grabbed your vibrator from your drawer along with a dildo you had stashed.

He quickly put the vibrator under you pushing your hips so it would stay between your clit and the couch. You moaned out at the feeling before you heard him chuckle a bit “damn this dildo is so small compared to me.” He said bringing it to your face “suck it” he placed it on your lips looking up at him his eyes were so dark. You did as you were told opening your mouth. He quickly pushed it in moving it back and forth “yeah that’s it kitten suck it” he smirked looking down at you.

As he moved it in and out he could hear the moans muffled by the pretty blue cock in your mouth. He pulled it out after a few minutes “that’s my baby get it all wet so I can fill you with it” he said before moving back to your ass. He slowly pushed the dildo into your folds rewarding him with a moan from you. He pushed it in and out a couple times before coming back up to your face. “My turn kitten open that pretty little mouth of yours so I can fuck it good”

Without hesitation you did so, he took his time slowly pushing into your mouth before fucking it deep. He could feel you twirling your tongue around it taking him in so nicely. Moaning around him from all the sensations that were going on. The man above you grabbed the back of your head fucking into your mouth roughly. “Fuck- fuck-“ he repeated as he touched the back of your throat “my good girl just needed some cock to shut her up huh? Kitten had such an attitude but it all changes for my cock?” He teased.

His hips started to stutter as he felt his high coming releasing all of himself in the back of your throat making you choke a bit. He pulled out slowly seeing a long string of spit come off. The sight of you already so fucked out made him even hornier than he was. He lifted your head making you look at him “let’s see how many times I can cum in all your holes.” He chuckled moving towards your rear again. He let a good smack on your ass before biting your left cheek.

He kneeled down before moving you a bit to eat you out. You were already soaking wet you could feel your arousal dripping down your folds the sight of you could almost make him cum again. He quickly latched himself to your wet slits moving like a feral animal. As he did so he moved the dildo slowly but deeply into you. You were close. You were so fucking close. The feeling of it all had you seeing stars you could feel drool running down your cheek as you had your mouth opening moaning loudly.

He sucked harshly at your clit “cum for me kitten let me taste your sweetness.” He said picking up speed with the dildo. In seconds you were cumming on his tongue. He licked you clean of course. As he stood up behind you he let out a low chuckle “my kittens legs are shaking do you need me to stop?” He said as he removed the dildo placing his tip at your heat, rubbing it up and down. You shook your head no and as quickly as you did he was already pushing into you. He fucked hard a string of curse words left his mouth as he finally was buried inside you.

“Fuck- ah fuck y/n, I’m gonna-“ he choked out before cumming deep inside you. As he did he grabbed the vibrator turning it on higher. He could feel you clench hard around him. Your head swirling knowing full well you were gonna cum again. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you becoming harder again. God how does he just keep going? You wanted to cry out.

He let his finger find its way to your other little hole before spitting on it to lube it up. He pushed his finger into your ass stretching it out. You couldn’t take it both of your holes were being filled and your sensitive clit was being mercilessly toyed with. You basically screamed his name as you came hard around his cock “Hyune-“ you stuttered out “so sensitive.” Your words made him smile ear to ear. “Yeah kitten?” You nod in response not being able to put words together. “Well baby I’m not quite done with you yet.”

Before you knew it he had your hole stretched enough he pushed his cock slowly into you letting you adjust as he did. His movements were slow at first before he sped up his pace. As he fucked into your ass he had grabbed the dildo yet again. Pushing it deep into you, as he moved his hips so did the dildo. “Hyunjin!” You screamed out at the feeling of being double stuffed. Your brain was fried drool running down your mouth only being able to moan.

“Ah fuck y/n!” He groaned gripping your ass hard before pushing as far into as he could to release for the 3rd time. He quickly pulled out wiping his cock off hurriedly, he picked you up moving you to sit on his lap facing him as he pushed you back down on his cock. He wrapped your arms around him holding you close to him as he bounced you up and down. You were so fucked out at this point you couldn’t think straight.

“Is my kitten still here?” He said in a small teasing voice “or did I fuck her brains out?” He said pulling you back to look at him. “Am here. To- much” you said out breath airy. “To much kitten? You want me to stop?” He said slowing down his pace making your whine out “not yet- please- I-“ your words weren’t coming out “you want me to fill you one more time?” He said knowing exactly what you wanted. You nodded slowly making him smile “ok kitten let me fill you really good this time, you’ve let me breed you so well” he cood moving his hips again.

“My good girl, you’re so beautiful you know that?” He said softly placing soft kisses to your neck “you let me use you so good, gonna have my kittens.” He said moving his hand down to your clit, he moved it in just the right way bringing you ever so close to your high again. “My perfect kitten hmm. You’re all mine” he said softly against your neck. “My pretty kitten is close to cumming again this time I wanna cum together.” He said as he picked up his pace.

His thrusts were lazy at this point but he made sure you sunk down all the way on his cock so he could cum as deep in you as possible. “My good girl let me use all her holes hmm- let me fill them all so well.” His voice like butter against your ear. You could feel your climax coming it felt stronger this time a bit different. “Kitten- I’m-“ he said pushing you down fully on his cock. Free hand wrapping around you holding you in place, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as his cum shot deep into you. As he came so did your body shaking at the feeling “ah baby’s squirting on my cock- fuck- ah fuck.” He groaned out realizing you had indeed just squirted now realizing why it felt different.

“Fuck y/n” he said through deep breaths. You both sat there for awhile regaining brain functions. He softly kissed your shoulder where he had bit you rubbing your back. “You ok love?” He cood tilting your head to look at him. You nod slowly “I’m ok that was just-“ you said words trailing off “I’m sorry if I did to much my brain was in a feral mode and I-“ you cut him off “that was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.” You said making him chuckle a bit. “How’d you learn half of that?” You asked looking up at him “well you see I just checked your history and found the videos you watch and studied them.” He admitted making your mouth drop.

“Hyune if I wasn’t so sensitive and hungry right now I’d say let’s go again.” You laughed making him laugh as well “I’d say fuck it but I’m starving. How about we eat, shower and come back to the topic?” He said kissing you lovingly. “Sounds great to me.” You replied back kissing him back.

💙 If you’d like to read more of my stuff you can find it Here: Master List . Thank you for reading and if requests are open or you just wanna talk feel free to send me something🩵

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americanoopie · 1 month ago

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~ kinktober ‘24 no.3 ~ stalker’s sex with hyunjin (‘you’ style) ~

warnings: smut minors dni (yandere traits and perversion, sex under the influence, mentions of rape, somnophilia, unconsensual n unconscious sex, impregnation talk, fingering pussy, creampies and implied multiple orgasms, etc.)

-> um sorry literally like not really proofread bc i wanted to publish it on time but I’ll probs go in and edit some things if i think it needs tweaking (also tried to make it a bit more gender neutral but sorry if it’s implies fem) also i mention this in all of my posts now but like all the stories i write and therefore posts i make with the idea that the characters involved are meant to be of legal age.

-> tags: @valkyriexo

“you’re so perfect.. sweet little dove, you’re so beautiful.”

his fingers ghost over your sleeping figure, over your supple skin- so smooth, so soft. you look so peaceful sleeping there quietly, the way your chest rises and falls, how your breasts just look so easy to kiss.

a small smile plays on his lips as he stays stood in the shadows, his breathing low and deliberate. the moonlight filtered in through the curtains, casting long shadows over the soft curves of the figure lying in the bed, your chest rising and falling with every slow, unconscious breath. his eyes traced over your body, the sheets barely covering your ass, every inch of you skin glowing pale under the muted light.

he crouched down beside you, the scent of your sweet honey perfume lingering in the air. you had always been so meticulous—everything about you was neat, pristine, controlled. you were always careful for yourself, he quickly understood your habits and routine after spending three consecutive nights in your closet.

but tonight? you were completely under his power. his doing.

earlier, he had watched you sip the tea, laced with enough sleeping pills to keep you knocked out for hours- the perfect little puppet; so helpless, so delicate, and here he was, pulling all the strings. hyunjin brings out the small digital camera from his pocket, the familiar gleam in his eyes as he turned it on and adjusted the lens to focus on you. the sound of the shutter was soft, but loud enough to make his heart race. he snapped another, then another, capturing you in this vulnerable state. “you don’t even know what I’m doing, do you?” he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with amusement. “you’d never suspect me. no… because I’m the good guy, your sweet, innocent friend- the hopeless romantic painter.” the lie tasted so good on his tongue, like venom he’d been harbouring for years. he leaned closer, his lips grazing the edge of your ear, and whispered, “but that’s the fun of it, isn’t it? you’ll never know… i could’ve done this a hundred times before, maybe i have.”

his hand roamed down, ghosting over your neck, fingers lingering at your collarbone before dipping lower, the heat of your skin radiating under his touch. he inhaled sharply, his pulse quickening. he knew he shouldn’t—no, this was wrong, even for him. but the darkness inside was louder, fiercer. “god… you’re so soft. so fragile, yeah?” he murmured, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. “how can you make me so… sick?” the bed dipped under his weight as he slid in beside you, positioning himself close enough to feel the warmth of your body against his. hyunjin’s hips jerk forward reflexively when you back into him unconsciously in your sleep, so peaceful, so unaware of the predator lying next to her. he ran a hand down your side, fingers barely grazing you through the flimsy fabric of her nightdress.

“see, this is what I love,” he whispered, pressing his body closer to yours, feeling the way you remained utterly still. “i get to be this close… and you don’t even know it.” his voice turned a shade darker, his breath fanning across your neck. “you’re mine. you just don’t realize it yet. but you will. soon.” the thought of you waking up next to him, with no recollection of what happened, sent a jolt of excitement through him. he leaned over you, his lips dangerously close to your ear again. “i wonder what you’d say if you knew. would you scream? cry? beg me to stop?” his hand slid lower, teasing the edge of your thigh. “but it doesn’t matter- won’t remember a damn thing.”

his fingers found their way under the lace of your panties, hooking them between his index finger and slowly dragging them down your slender legs, his gaze dark with a twisted sense of possession. “i could stay like this forever, you know? watching you, touching you- making sure you never leave.” his voice cracked, a low laugh escaping his throat lowly as he dips a fingertip between your folds- fuck.

you’re dripping wet, slick and wet as the pads of his fingers easily slide along the warmth of your pretty lips.

the shadows of the blossom trees shaking around in the breeze outside with the moon shining behind them seemed to dance around the dimly lit room as his thoughts spiraled deeper, darker into more lust. he reached for his camera again, taking one last picture of your nightdress of your bare pussy spread apart by just his one hand before turning it off. “i’ll keep this one for later,” he murmured, slipping the camera back into his pocket. “i think you’re even prettier when you don’t know I’m watching.” he pulled you closer, letting your warmth seep onto his fingers, filling the void of his twisted obsession.

this was his world, his creation, his control. and you? you were nothing more than his prized possession.

his palm quickly gathers enough of your juices as he pulls down his shorts a little, his aching red cock springing out and instantly growing more sensitive and throbbing from the cold air- until his hand meets his tip, pumping down his shaft as he coats his warmth with yours.

“pretty bunny, i think I’ve already stuffed three releases into you and it’s still not stuck- I’ll make this one last for sure and confess before you ever see a pregnancy test, you’ll be mine, baby.. i plan to keep you in this life and in the next.” he whispers needily as he shifts below you a little to have better access to your pussy as he rifled his tip between your slick folds, teasing in the head and balls almost threatening to burst at how your hole tries to swallow him in every time.

“you’ll never know, sweetheart,” hyunjin whispered into your hair, his hand gripping your waist possessively as he finally buried himself into you in one singular thrust, you just jolt a bit- that’s the extent of your consciousness. “but that’s the beauty of it, you’re mine… always.”

his hips piston into you with no avail after that, he can’t count how many orgasms he’s stuffed into you. you’re leaking half of them, both his cum mixed with yours, you’ve squirted unconsciously at least three times now and yet- still, you haven’t moved a single muscle. hyunjin even just stopped for a second, right before his climax to check if you were even still breathing; to your defence, the sleeping pills he integrated into your rejuvenated tea mix are quite strong, he only crushed up three and that made a teaspoon of powder but with the cupful you drink every night before bed? you’re knocked out right up until the morning, perfect timing so he can fuck you every which way and then some til the sun rises while still leaving him time to get hidden in the secret room he installed behind your wardrobe that connects to his apartment- so he can watch your pretty face get all pouty and confused as to why your hips ache and you’re practically pooled in cum, you’ll end up thinking you had a wet dream or excessive discharge and have to change the bedsheets then.. you strip off all those clothes he so desperately wanted to rip off you during his little escapades and finally see your perfect frame naked, more photos to click on his camera.

more photos to add to his collection back at his apartment right next door to yours, his shrine growing exponentially with every night, every hours long footage of you riding your dildo or fucking yourself sideways from the multiple cameras he installed into small cracks of your walls, every teddy bear that has the privilege of seeing you change..

“i really love you, baby- thank you for loving me.” you look up at your husband with a shy smile as you snuggle into him years later, still no fucking clue about the absolute perversion of him since the beginning of your relationship.

and indeed you never knew, right until the end of you, but death did not do us part.

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