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hey honey | w.jh

pair: wen junhui x afab! reader

warnings: not proofread! food play (honey and whipped cream used) switch reader!, dom! jun, oral (m! receiving), face fucking, honey used as lube... i wouldn't advise doing this irl!, unprotected sex (also don't do this) 'good girl' used but just once

wc: 1.3k

a/n: this is my first time writing about food play so i'm sorry if it's inaccurate... especially the honey part. i'm sure it's very unsanitary and just wouldn't work, but hey, its fanfiction for a reason

junhui's eyes were glued to your hand spreading honey over toast. fantasizing about how you'd use the honey on him, thinking about all the ways you'd lick it off of his body. then his mind went to licking it off of you, your tits covered in honey...

he decided he needed that to happen.

"moon junhui!" you called out in a sing-song voice, breaking him from his trance. when he looked down he realised you'd already placed the plates of toast on the table and you sat down in front of him.

"sorry baby, i got lost in thought." jun apologised as he picked up a piece of toast. "thinking about what?"

he hesitated for a moment, eyes back on the honey. it was now sliding down his fingers and his mind drifted to how you'd look sucking it off of them --

"baby?" your voice brought him back to reality and he cleared his throat and looked back up at your eyes. "um, nothing important."

you sighed and put your piece of toast down. "jun, you wouldn't be so distracted if it wasn't important. come on, you can tell me!"

jun avoided eye contact as he swallowed, opening his mouth to speak then closing it again. he just couldn't find his words. "you'll make fun of me."

scoffing, you grabbed jun's hand and placed yours over his, rubbing at his knuckles. "i promise i won't."

"i wanna… try something with you. in the bedroom." he finally let his thoughts out, cheeks embarrassingly hot.

your lips quirked upwards out of curiosity. "yeah? i'm down."

"i haven't even told you what it is yet!" jun scoffed.

"well i'm down with anything as long as it's with you."

─────── ☆ ★ ☆ ───────

the conversation you had in the morning was playing in your head all day. when you finally stepped inside your house after the grueling day at work, you let out a sigh of relief when you spotted your boyfriend was home.

"hey honey!" you called out as you made your way to jun, your arms wrapping around him. he snaked his around your waist, you didn't miss the smirk adorned on his lips. "'honey'? you're teasing me now."

you grinned and kissed him on the cheek, escaping from his hug. "maybe i am. you gonna do anything about it?"

he trapped you in his hold again, your back now pressed against his chest. jun's tongue slid up the nape of your neck, his breath hot and your whole body shivered.

"want you so bad..." he whispered, his breath and your gasps filling your ears as he started to kiss your neck, biting and sucking marks into it.

jun's hand crawled down your torso and down to your hips, his fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. "take this off for me?"

you nodded and jun stepped back. the second your shirt was off he pounced back on you, hands now cupping your covered tits.

he kissed your upper chest as jun's hands found their way to the clasp of your bra, unclipping it and letting it slide down your body as he hesitantly pulls back. "do you wanna try it out now?"

"yes please, been thinking about it all day..."

jun giggles and leaves the room for a second, only to come back with a jar of honey and a can of whipped cream from the kitchen. "this is what i meant. if you don't want to, it's okay --"

you shushed him and took the whipped cream out of his hand, opening the cap and poured some cream into his mouth, immediately kissing him afterwards.

your tongue explored his mouth, licking up the whipped cream making him moan. "take yours off too.."

jun didn't hesitate to pull his shirt off and throw it to god knows where, his attention back on you and the whipped cream in your hand. "gonna use it more or can i have a turn?"

"uh-uh, be patient baby."

your sudden dominance made jun's body warm, gasped when he felt cream get sprayed on his nipples. "shit, i didn't expect you to be so into this."

you hummed as you leaned down and licked one nipple clean, jun's whimpers filled your ears. you moaned against his chest as you licked the other nipple clean, then you pulled back and sprayed whipped cream all the way down his stomach to his happy trail.

jun moaned loudly when you trailed your tongue down his abs, licking up every last bit of the cream and he watched your throat as you swallowed it.

"wanna use the honey on you. can i baby?" you asked him, fingers dipping into the waistband of his pants. "fuck, yes please!" jun groaned when he felt your other hand palm his crotch before you pulled his pants and boxers down.

"so hard already, my needy boy." you giggled as you reached for the honey. "wanted you all day, wanted this... god!"

you hands spread honey on his cock, pumping up and down. his back arched off the mattress as your thumb spread honey on his tip and your tongue immediately licked it off after. "oh fuck!"

your mouth wrapped around jun's cock, inching forward to take more of him in. the taste of the honey mixed with the taste of his dick made you moan around him, jun whimpering from the vibration.

he couldn't hold himself back as he pushed your head down deeper on his cock, making you gag around him. he pulled you up with your hair to let you breathe. "fuck my mouth."

those are the words he needed to hear before he basically slammed your head down on his cock, your gags just egging him on. drool started pooling at the base of his cock whenever he'd make you stay down there for a few moments and the excess honey was dripping down his thighs and onto the sheets by now.

when you tapped his thigh he pulled you back up and watched as honey and drool dripped from your lips, how tears threatened to spill from your eyes and he savored the fucked out expression on your face. "you look so fucking pretty right now, baby."

"junnie.. fuck me already, please i need you so bad. fuck me!" you begged as you picked up the jar of honey and poured more on his dick. "use this, please..."

"oh fuck, baby. you really are into this aren't you?" jun teased as he helped you take your underwear off, his tip now grinding on your clit.

you grinded back, desperate for him to just fill you up. you sighed in relief when he finally pushed inside you. "that's my good girl. take my honey covered cock."

jun whispered filth into your ears as he bottomed out, not giving you a break before he started to relentlessly fuck into you. "oh please, junnie --"

you were interrupted with his fingers being shoved into your mouth. "suck." jun commanded. you obliged, your tongue wrapped around the digits.

they were covered in honey and you moaned in delight. when jun's cock found your g-spot you cried out around his fingers and jun smiled wickedly, thrusting into that spot over and over again. his free hand slid down your body and made its way to your clit.

the stimulation was too much and jun took his digits out of your mouth to hear your noises. "i'm gonna cum!" you whimpered, his ministrations on your clit never ending.

"cum for me pretty, cum on my cock," jun breathed out. "oh fuck! i'm so close too."

"oh jun! jun, jun, jun! cum with me, please!" you cried his name like a mantra as you came on his dick, your pussy clenching around him making his hips stutter.

like clockwork, jun came straight after you, his warmth filling your hole. his body collapsed onto you, both of you panting.

"thank you for trying that with me baby." he whispered as he pulled out, watching as his cum mixed with the honey dripped out of you. "next time, you gotta eat me out with the honey."

"before we think of next time, let's take a shower." jun laughed as he got up, helping you to the bathroom.

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Cure for me

genre: fluff, established relationship

pairing: Junhui x reader

summary: When you discover Jun has been hiding his sickness from you for the past week, to say you're furious when you find out would be an understatement. But Jun already feels terrible as is, so rather than unleashing your fury on him, you try to cure his pain through the best way you know, cuddles.

warnings: cuteness overload :D

note: Please tell me if there is anything I should fix! Enjoy reading the fic <33

"You told me that you were okay! You promised!" You shouted, livid after finding out how sick Jun has been for the past week. Even more furious at the fact that he didn't even think of telling you he wasn't feeling alright.

Sure, you could feel something was off. Jun hadn't been responding to your text messages as quick as he normally did. Jun had also made a ton of excuses when you offered to go to his house to check up on him. But when you questioned him about his suspicious behavior, he simply brushed you off. "I'm fine, I promise," Jun had texted.

Liar.

Jun was not fine.

When you finally went to his house to check up on him, he had a 103 degree fever and could only stumble against a wall whenever he tried to walk.

"Sit up," you order gently as you hold a bowl of warm soup with a spoon, and sit down next to Jun's bed.

"Thanks love, but I'm fine. I'm not even that sick. You didn't need to come here," Jun weakly mumbles in protest as he sits up slowly and takes the warm bowl from your hands.

"You idiot. You're obviously not fine. Do you even realize how high your fever is right now?" You say, annoyed by the fact that Jun has the audacity to think he's fine and doesn't need help, when he so obviously does.

You're about to lecture him further, but once you see Jun start to have a coughing fit and groan in pain afterwards, you instantly become worried.

"Let me get the cough medicine," you say, your tone gentle and worried as you pat Jun on the back a few times and go on a search for the medicine box.

When you finally return, this time with the medicine box in hand, you quickly take out the cough medicine and measure out the correct dose. Once you feed Jun the medicine, you quickly tell him lay down and take some time to rest and recuperate. "It's for your own good,' you say, laughing lightly as you tuck him into bed.

But just as you're about to stand up and leave, you feel a hand latch around your wrist.

"Sorry I didn't tell you I was feeling sick. I didn't want to be a burden to you." Jun blurts out shyly, embarrassed.

Your eyes immediately soften upon hearing his confession. "Oh, Jun. You'll never be a burden for me," you say as you cup your hands around Jun's face lovingly. You give him a fond smile before continuing on saying, "I always love taking care of you. Here, move over, let me cuddle with you, maybe you'll feel a little better."

"Wha-," Jun splutters out, flabbergasted. "But I'm sick, I don't want you to get sick too." He says as he begins to protest, not wanting to risk your health for his own comfort and enjoyment.

"It's okay, you're worth getting sick for. Besides, if I do get sick, we can be sick together." You say while smiling teasingly.

Jun sighs then pauses for a minute, contemplating, before reluctantly lifting up his blanket so that you can join him under the covers.

The second you lay down next to Jun, he pulls you close to his chest and envelopes you into a tight and warm hug. You yelp in surprise at first before turning around to face Jun as you give him a small peck on his nose. "You're silly," you say with a little giggle.

"You love it," Jun teasingly replies as he combs his fingers through your hair and gazes at your face lovingly. He then places his hands on your cheeks and litters small little kisses all over your face.

"I-" you mutter, speechless, as a light blush travels across your cheeks. You then let out an embarrassed squeal before turning your back to Jun to hide your pink face.

But Jun, as flirty as ever, simply comes closer from behind you and slowly wraps his hands around your waist. He even has the audacity to then rest his head on your shoulder and nuzzle his nose into your neck.

"Does this make you feel better?" You teasingly ask as you turn your face upwards to face Jun.

"Whenever I'm with you, I feel better," Jun admits while giving you a sheepish smile, before continuing on to say, "You're the perfect cure for me."

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BOYFRIEND JUNHUI WHO...

pairing: idol!junhui x reader genre: fluff, headcanons, established relationship warnings: mentions of food, poison, skinship wc: almost 200 a/n: reader is shorter than junhui in this one i'm sorry tall people i'm just jealous

bf! junhui who always eats your food before you just to make sure it's not poisoned

bf! junhui who finishes every show you start together before you can go through half of it. just to spoil

bf! junhui who never lets you leave without eating breakfast

bf! junhui who always makes you a cake for your birthday

bf! junhui who always goes grocery shopping with you and buys anything you randomly throw in the cart

bf! junhui who hides his favorite snacks on the shelf you can't reach

bf! junhui who picks you up whenever you need a ride home even if it’s 2 am

bf! junhui who notices little changes like haircuts and new nails

bf! junhui who remembers all your orders at different food places

bf! junhui who makes you a playlist of songs to listen to on your way to work

bf! junhui who loves when you play with hair while cuddling

bf! junhui who trails his kisses from your ears to your neck

bf! junhui who insists that you must adopt the neighborhood cat

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BLANKET FORT | MOON JUNHUI

jun had a habit of checking the weather forecast every morning - he woke up, grabbed his phone, ignored all of the messages from his manager, and checked the weather app. it was a small, unconscious habit he developed after you began dating. jun didn’t even realise he did it until seungkwan asked him why he was checking the weather for korea, when they were abroad for their schedules.  

he was away the first time it happened. you called him, your voice shaky and panicked, as you explained that there has been a power outage because of a thunderstorm. jun could hear you quietly sob through the phone, and his heart broke, because there was nothing he could do to help. 

he had never felt so powerless before. 

after that, he decided to check the weather every morning in case of a storm, so you could prepare beforehand. well… almost every morning. 

jun cursed at himself, rushing out of the studio to his car, rain hitting the windshield as he speeded through town, while a low rumbling of thunder could be heard from the distance. 

you got home safely just before it started raining, though you knew the big, grey clouds hanging over the sky meant more than just rain. but there was no way you’d call jun. he was at work and you didn't want to disturb him, certainly not because you were afraid of a silly little thunderstorm. 

what you didn’t expect was to hear a knock a second later, revealing a drenched jun standing in your doorway. 

“i got here as fast as i could,” he said, breathing heavily. you figured he must've taken the stairs, something he always did when he was in a rush to see you. “what are you doing here, silly? shouldn’t you be at work?” you brushed his wet bangs away from his face, noticing how he shivered slightly. you pulled your boyfriend by his wet jacket before he could say anything, forcing him inside. 

“we finished the recording earlier today,” jun said, as you kept dragging him in the direction of your bathroom. “and as i was leaving i got an alert for a thunderstorm, so,” he took a deep breath, grabbing your hand tighter. “i decided to come to you.” 

just as you were about to scold him for being so reckless and not going home to change into something dry so he wouldn’t get sick, a loud boom echoed through your apartment. you immediately stopped in your tracks, jun’s body colliding with yours. he could feel how your body tensed up, the familiar panic written all over your face, as you looked into the direction of the window. 

“come on, i’ve got to get these wet clothes off me,” jun said, tracing his knuckle over your cheek. truth be told, he didn’t care if he was currently freezing his ass off, but he knew it would take your mind off from the storm going on outside. “y-yeah, let’s go,” you gulped. 

after jun changed into dry clothes and wasn't in danger of getting sick anymore, you left the bathroom with a little hesitation, where, fortunately, you didn't hear what was happening outside the window. “you know what,” he said, pulling you onto your bed, cradling your body to his chest, so your head rested right above his heart. “i saw this thing a while ago, and i was wondering if we could make it together,” he whispered, running his hand through your hair. 

“hm?” you murmured, looking up at him. “a blanket fort. we've never done it together before.”

maybe any other day you’d say that it was a bit silly for you to make a blanket fort, but as another rumble of the thunder passed you nodded your head quickly, latching onto jun even more. 

“hey,” he whispered. “’s okay, baby. i know you’re scared, but i’m here with you,” he said, pecking your forehead. “you’re safe here. you’re home. with me.” 

and that’s how you ended with chairs placed all around your living room, with all of your blankets and sheets you didn’t even know you had thrown over the chairs and your couch. “i’m going to get some more pillows, i’ll be right back,” jun said, before disappearing from your little blanket fort. 

you weren’t sure you needed anything more, your little bundle was already full of everything - blankets, pillows, food and snacks, fairy lights, your computer, even a couple of plushies jun got you when he was on tour - you name it. but you didn’t have the heart to stop him, your precious boyfriend looked over the moon when you were setting up the fort, like a little kid on christmas day. the rain was still heavily pattering against your window, but it didn’t bother you as much anymore. 

“okay,” a blonde head peeked into the fort. “i think we’re ready,” jun crawled inside, while trying not to destroy anything. you giggled as he struggled to sit down comfortably beside you, his back hunched because he was too tall. “i think your legs are too long, baby,” you laughed, grabbing onto his arm. 

you could feel jun’s smile as he pressed a kiss against your cheek, bringing you closer to him, so you could lay between his legs. as he tried to manoeuvre the both of you so you could lay comfortably against the stack of pillows, a particularly loud thunder stroke making you flinch. “don’t you think it’s a bit silly?” you asked in a whisper, nuzzling yourself further into jun’s arms.

“what?” 

“that i’m afraid of thunder. that’s just stup-,” 

“don’t even dare to finish that sentence,” you had to suppress a smile hearing his offended tone. you didn’t even have to look at him to know he was pouting angrily. “it’s not silly or stupid to be afraid.” 

“yeah, but it’s just thunder.” 

“and what about it? mingyu yells like a little girl any time he sees a bug, but that doesn’t make him less of a man. it’s okay to be scared,” he said, stroking his thumb over your tummy. “besides, i’m always here to protect you.” 

and so you spend the rest of your afternoon cuddled under tens of blankets, watching your favourite movies, until eventually you drifted off in the arms of your boyfriend not bothered by the thunderstorm happening outside anymore.

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— ✧ like crazy

it's gon' be a good night ... forever you and i (like crazy / jimin)

pairing: wen junhui x reader

description: you're at his mercy in the palm of his hand, but jun is just as wrapped around your little finger.

tags: smut (18+), soft dom! jun, choking, spit kink, finger sucking, jun calls u 'pretty' a lot, possibly the best smut i have written yet

w/c: 1.6k

a/n: i wrote this high and listening to like crazy on repeat. i apologize for the person i may have turned into.

"atta girl." cool fingers drift from your collar bone up your neck, tracing the curve of your jawline before tapping at your cheek. your lips part unconsciously, sucking in his digits as he presses the smooth pads of his fingers onto your tongue.

jun's cock is buried to the hilt inside your cunt, hips flush against yours as your legs cage him in. tears prick at the corners of your ryes, the feeling of both pain and pleasure blazing a fire across your skin. even after stretching you out with one, two, then three fingers, you're never quite prepared for the way he fills you up so nicely.

his fingers in your mouth are a kind distraction—a moment of peace before the storm you know is sure to come. two digits plunged into your mouth, swiveling in gently in and out, much like his cock would if he chose to stuff your lips with that instead. another time, jun thinks, groaning when you swipe your tongue over one of his fingers.

"easy," he hisses, slipping the filthy, slick fingers out of your puffy lips' hold. you look so pretty beneath him, hair dischelved, lips slightly agape, eyes glossy with lust clouded behind your tears—jun thanks his lucky fucking stars that he's the only one who'll ever get to see you like this. your soft pants draw him close, and he grows dizzy from the way your breaths are in sync with his—the intoxicating rhythm has his cock shifting inside of you when he moves to lace his dirtied hand with yours.

the little muffled noise you make when he drags achingly slow out of you has his length throbbing, and you swear you can feel every little curve and vein on the underside of his cock as they rub against you. "you're addicting," he moans when your fingers latch onto his, holding him so close he feels as if he's one with you. jun can't get enough of you, but with the way your pussy just sucks him in when he juts his hips forward is enough to tell him that you're equally as insatiable.

"jun," you gasp, using your free hand to hook your arm under one thigh and yank your leg up so he can angle himself further into you. "fuck—" the word comes out choked when his next thrust comes down on you brutally.

jun damn near winces when your walls clamp down on him, tight pussy hugging him so nicely—do you know how much you're driving him fucking crazy? "pretty mouth like that," he grunts as his hips toss out sharp thrusts that are increasing in force, but keeping their slow and steady pace, "shouldn't be saying such filthy words."

your hand under your leg grows trembles at his words, and you feel your body already starting to go limp. looking up at him with sparkly eyes that glint under the deep red lights that encase the room, soft apologies slip from your lips. "sorry, junnie," your voice is soft and your body seems to grow more and more pliant, skin pressing against his.

when he lets go of your hand and thrusts shallowly while adjusting his position above you, you're about to spew out desperate words of protest, but the words shrivel on your tongue when that same hand wraps around your throat. your eyes flicker up at him and suddenly the red light becomes even deeper, accentuating jun's features.

he looks so beautiful under the light, dark shadows hugging his jawline and chiseled cheekbones. the brightness of his blonde hair and pearly whites reflect under the warm glow, your heart racing with love and excitement. jun's grip on your neck is firm—it's possessive, it's demanding, it's hot.

you'll do anything for him, and he'll do anything for you.

with one thumb stroking your jaw, jun returns to deep thrusts, this new angle having his tip kiss your cervix. "this pussy made for me, huh?" he groans, glancing down at the wetness that runs all over his length, dripping between your folds and down his balls. the slick causes a filthy sound to bounce off the bedroom walls but hardly audible with the way you're both moaning, panting, heaving for breath.

and it's so addicting, the way your sweet scent is mingling with jun's husky aroma. there's a bit of sweat glistening on his forehead, but all it makes him do is make him look like he's sparkling. you open your mouth to try and say something—say anything—but his eyes are darkening above you and everything is overwhelming your senses.

"my pretty baby can't speak?" jun murmurs, looking down at you with an amused glint when he tightens his grip on your neck. you can still breathe, but the pressure has your eyes lolling back and head nodding dumbly with what comes out of his mouth next. "need something to keep that pretty mouth busy?"

you expect his fingers again, if you're being honest. maybe it's the lack of blood flow to your head, maybe it's the way his cock is hitting all the right spots inside of you, maybe it's how you feel like you're high on his scent alone—you aren't thinking straight.

so when you open your mouth and feel a warm glob of spit drop down from jun's lips land on your tongue, you're surprised you don't cum on the spot. writhing against his hold, you whine when you realize that he's got you trapped. you're trapped, caged in, secure in his hold, but the way he's looking down at you so adoringly reminds you that you wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

if there's a heaven, there isn't a doubt in your mind that it's here. here in this moment between you and jun, so close, so in love, so high on the feeling of being connected. time stops around you two when he brings up a finger to brush some stray spit and drool off your chin, your skin soft and supple under his touch. "god, i fucking love you."

his crushing hold on your throat is too much for you to formulate a response, but jun doesn't care. he doesn't need to hear your response because he knows what you have to say. he knows you love him, and he knows that it's either you together or nothing.

and fuck, you're so beautiful to him under the dim lighting, the curve of your tits bouncing up and down as his thrusts begin to become more sloppy, more erratic as the high you're both chasing edges closer and closer. your hands by your side grip tightly at the sheets and jun is reminded that he's still got your neck under him.

"hold both your legs up for me, pretty," he order, finally letting go of your neck. your vision goes black and white for a sparing moment, senses being knocked back into place before being plunged back into shambles when jun slams into you harder than ever before. the bed slams against the wall, mattress creaking when you quickly scramble to hold both of your legs back, knees pushing up achingly close to your chest.

"junnie—fuck!" you cry out, and the nickname you use has a growl rumbling deep in his throat as he pounds his cock right back into your sopping mess. his fat tip bullies that one sensitive, tender patch in your cunt and you can finally thrash your limbs around freely, yanking jun's face down to press your lips onto his.

you two kiss sloppily, teeth clashing, tongues slipping in and out of lips in a heated mess, wetness coating your chins and cheeks as his hair falls against the side of your face. the sensation is so light it sends shivers down your spine and your legs begin to shake.

"i love it," you moan against jun's warm lips, your head void of any thoughts that aren't him and his cock.

"love what?" jun punctuates the word with sharp snap that you're sure nearly splits you in two.

"you!" you wail, the feeling of it all crashing down on you. you orgasm has been bubbling up for a while now, but with the sheer force and love that jun is pounding into you, you can't take it any longer. "love you," your words come out broken and your eyes shut tight as you experience this moment in high definition, orgasm wracking through your body.

jun's soft whispers of, "cum f'me, pretty," as he hovers above your face drive you off the edge at such a speed that it has your vision blacking out, and then there's the familiar twitch of his cock inside of you and your fluttering pussy gapes around him as thick spurts of cum fill you to the hilt, the milky white liquid leaking out of your hole and adding to the dirty mess that pools over the sheets.

his head falls against your shoulder as you both heave for air, and jun can feel himself growing hard again when he glances down at way you've creamed his cock, his fingers digging into your hips as he slips his half-hard cock out of your drooling cunt. the tip brushes against your tender clit, and your body jerks at the contact, teeth biting down on your bottom lip to muffle the squeak that threatens to rip through.

pressing a soft kiss into your shoulder blade, he lifts his head to gaze down at you hazily. the room is dark, but you've since adjusted to the red, dim lights. he's gorgeous, you think, bringing up one hand to cradle the side of his face. he grins at the gesture, his heart swelling ten times its size in his chest.

"baby," jun whispers, voice low and hoarse. "you're going to drive me crazy."

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KINKTOBER:: ( neo-percs )

day 1:: dry humping— song Mingi

day 2:: face fucking— yuta nakamoto

day 3:: praising— jeon jungkook

day 4:: masturbation— Choi Yeonjun

day 5:: daddy kink— I.M changkyun

day 6:: overstimulation— lee Jeno

day 7:: begging— na Jaemin

day 8:: sound kink— kim hongjoong

day 9:: mirror sex— choi san

day 10:: spanking— wen junhui

day 11:: face sitting— lee juyeon

day 12:: lingerie kink— Choi Soobin

day 13:: deep throating— mark lee

day 14:: roleplay— choi beomgyu

day 15:: pervert neighbor — lee haechan

day 16:: car sex— park Sunghoon

day 17:: corruption kink— park Jisung

day 18:: costume kink— Jung jaehyun

day 19-21:: size kink— Kim Mingyu

day 22- 24:: finger fucking— jeon Wonwoo

day 25-28:: thigh riding— Choi sungcheol

day 29-31:: titty fucking— Johnny suh

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Comfort crowd- a xiao dejun fic

TW: arguing, food mention, tears, xiaojun is soft, proposal, ten is there, fluff, I love xiaojun

word count| 1,408

Going out meant returning home, something you should have done sooner. How could a simple argument lead to this? As you stand outside the door to the shared apartment, you shiver, whether it’s from the cold or the thought of facing him after being so weak-willed. How could you have been so ignorant? To treat him like garbage after all he’s done for you. Up until this fight, there had been nothing serious. Maybe you were still in the honeymoon phase, and this sanctimonious time in your relationship was coming to a close, showing the true colors of your relationship…

But no, it had been three years. That was longer than the average honeymoon phase lasted. You missed the smiling boy you were used to, not the red-eyed, puffy-faced man arguing with you days ago.

Nothing had felt like this before. You resented your snide comment about him not wanting to spend time with you anymore, about him pulling away. But, more than the comment, you hated how defensive he got.

You missed your boyfriend, his smell, his eyes, his presence. You missed everything about him, yes, even the forced Harry Potter marathons you would share every other month. Sure, the movies got old, and if you had to watch them alone, you were sure you would wish they were never made. But everything with him was refreshing.

Granted, Dejun was always the defensive type, and you had found that aspect of him endearing until you had reason to believe he was hiding something from you.

You felt your stomach drop again, as it had done the many nights before when you stayed at Chittaphon’s house, crying into the pillows he kept in the spare bedroom. He understood your situation but refused to villainize you or your partner. This wasn’t his battle. He knew you had to figure it out for yourself. He also made sure to tell your boyfriend that you were safe.

“Maybe he’s just going through something,” your friend mused.

“No, it’s different than any other time, Ten. He’s never been like this.”

All he offered you was a shrug and a warm meal, something you were highly grateful for.

Did Dejun still care for you? You knew you cared for him more than anyone else who had entered your life before; you considered him your safe haven. When you had worries or insecurities bubbling and rising to the surface of your mind, he could tell and was quick to shoot them down, telling you how much he cherished and adored you.

And he did.

This was confirmed by the door swinging open to reveal his disheveled frame, looking at you like you were the center of his universe.

Too shocked to say anything, you stared at him with wide eyes and swallowed, feeling the tears start again.

“Are you really just going to stand in the cold..? It’s freezing out here, doesn’t be stupid.” He pulled you inside, studying your flushed face and body. “God… you’re ice cold. How long were you standing out there?”

Without thinking, you threw your arms around him, sniffling and burying your face into his neck to inhale his scent. Then, you begin crying as the comforting smell of vanilla and musk invades your nostrils.

His arms followed a tentative path around your waist, slowly pulling you closer until he couldn’t anymore. Then, rubbing small circles on your mid back, he shushed you and swayed gently.

Once you had calmed down, he grabbed your shoulders, pushing you away to wipe your face with the sleeve of the mauve sweater you had bought him.

You blubbered and began to speak, “I’m so-sorry. I didn’t mean to disappear like that, I know you must have been angry at me and I just- I let my emotions get the better of me- I know it wasn’t right bu-“, you felt yourself getting choked up again, and he stopped you with a sudden kiss to your lips.

“You had every right to take time to yourself.”, he assured you, eyes locking with yours. “I was upset too, and I understand you needed time to yourself, I just wish you had told me before I heard it from Ten.”

“He told you?”

“Do you think I would have left you alone if I didn’t know you were safe? I was mad, but I’m not a monster. Do you think so lowly of me?” he teased, smiling slightly.

Even though a fight, he cared for you and ensured you were doing well, messaging Chittaphon every day to check in on you and ensure you were eating and getting rest. God, how you love this man.

“So, let’s try this again,” he offered as he led you to sit on the couch. “What got you so upset in the first place?”

With a few moments of preparation,

you were ready to make your statement.

“Lately, it just… you felt different. Distant, like you didn’t want to spend time with me.”

In response, Dejun sucked on his teeth, his hand running through his hair, a nervous tick you had picked up on early on in your relationship.

“Whenever I tried to hang out with you, you said you were busy, and I felt like… I just wasn’t important to you.. I guess. Sorry, I know that probably sounds stupid-“

“It’s not stupid,” he interjected, brow furrowing, “Your feelings are your feelings, don’t let anyone take them away or make them feel invalid.”

Dejun took a breath.

“Look, it’s just…” he groaned, “Okay, fine. You know what? You’re just ruining your surprise, so that’s on you.”

You blinked at him, observing as his hand ran through his thick hair again. You always loved playing with his hair, feeling the silky strands in your fingers, and listening to him hum in pleasure. He was so beautiful; all you wanted to do was take him in again as if it were the first time.

The question, “Did you hear me at all?” snapped you out of your thoughts for the second time that day.

A confused “Huh?” was all you could muster as a reply.

He covered his face in his hands, embarrassed to have to repeat himself.

You had never heard him speak as fast as he did when his hands left his face.

“Okay-sobasicallyIwasthinkingaboutourfutureandstuff-“he rambled.

“Jun, slow down.”

He took a deep breath, frustrated. “Okay-okay- I was weird and distant because I was looking for the right time to ask, but you’re basically ruining that.”

His eyes darted around the room.

“I want you to consider marrying me.”

You couldn’t stop your jaw from dropping while your poor boyfriend became a puddle on the couch, disappearing into his hands and groaning, wishing he could disappear.

“Listen, you don’t have to say yes, okay? Don’t feel pressured or anything..”

“Xiao Dejun, you absolute idiot-“you said, smacking him with a pillow, “You ignored me for weeks. Are you joking right now, asshole?” you finished your point with another smack from your trusty pillow.

“I was just waiting for the right time, okay!?” he pawed at your weapon as you continued your assault.

“So you acted like a dumbass!?”

“Well-no! I mean, I guess I did; sorry about that-STOP. SMACKING ME!” he tore the cushion from your grasp, pulling you against him as he threw it across the room.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Oh my god, Dejun. I’ll marry you, you doofus.”

He smiled, searching your eyes for regret before crashing his lips onto yours, which you quickly reciprocated.

You had missed the taste of him more than you had ever realized.

After a few moments, you pulled away, staring at him.

And he did the same, eyes picking apart every millimeter of your face, searching for inhibitions but finding none.

“I love you so much.”

“I’m going to be your spouse….” you mused, testing out how your name would sound with a new surname. Not bad, not bad at all.

“You’re so lovely, do you know that?” he pulled you back into his chest, laying down, “You’re my gorgeous, gorgeous pearl.”

You happily laid your head on his chest, smiling. “You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

“I know,” he said, smirking at you and cocking an eyebrow.

“Xiao!”

“What? You said it, I’m just agreeing!”

“You dork…”

And as you nuzzled into his chest, sighing happily while he squeezed your waist, you knew you belonged in his arms.

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i didn't know i needed wayv dancing to illusion

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Lee Chaeyeon Tiktok Update (230516)

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✧ WayV - Phantom (Relay Dance) ✧

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Xiaojun — 【Phantom - The 4th Mini Album】 Teaser Images ↳ for @neonsbian ♡ send me a request

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PEP COMICS (vol. 1) #18 (August, 1941). Cover by Irv Novick.

A few years before teenager Archie Andrews would take over the book - and the entire company - superheroes like the Shield, his sidekick Dusty, and the Hangman still ruled at MLJ Comics.

The cover is by a young Irv Novick, who would go on to have a long career in comics, most notably as the long-time penciller for The Flash and Batman at DC Comics in the 1970s.

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Hello pilgrims! Apologies for the delay in a reminder, but here is this week's announcement that this Sunday we will have officially reached Chapter 60, in which besides Princess Iron Fan gracing us with her presence a particular beloved bull makes his reappearance!

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(gaza soup kitchen - can you match $5?)

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Kuya is so dumb and unserious when you consider he's a goddamn fox

Weak ass taste buds

Color blind (red-geeen specific)

Lactose intolerant

Hibernates

Gets a winter coat that he has to shed, making a huge mess

Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip

Half blind. He's got no depth perception

" A kaleidoscope? I'm not five- SHAPES AND COLORS"

Doesn't understand card games/card tricks

Zoomies

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cherry red. (x.dj)

PAIRING: xiaojun x fem!reader GENRE: smut WORD COUNT: 707

SYNOPSIS: you didn't expect to see one of your favourite colours between your legs.

CONTENT WARNINGS: established relationship, oral (receiving), mentions of hair pulling, praising, 'princess', 'good girl' and 'pretty girl' is used,

AUTHORS NOTE: for @thetypingpup. not a long fic, but its something... attack me with mark and i attack right back (with love) <3

Sharing in conversation with Xiaojun about how you adore the colour cherry red wasn’t supposed to go any further than that; just a simple conversation. 

The deep and intense hue of cherry red easily captures your attention, standing out among the other colours that are present. Sometimes, you can associate it with love, evoking feelings of passion and romance. Other times, it embodies desire and lust, igniting a sense of intensity and yearning.

When mentioning this, you didn’t expect anything to come out of it, and you didn’t pay too much attention to the way Xiaojun’s eyebrows raise as he absorbs your words, a look of curiosity and wonder displayed across his features, deep in thought as you continue talking about other topics. 

But, here you are, a day or two later, finding yourself lying across your shared bed with your legs spread, Xiaojun’s hands keeping you still as his head of newly dyed cherry red hair is between your legs, tongue slurping at your arousal that seeps into the sheets below. 

“Tastes so sweet,” He practically purrs, pressing a quick kiss to your clit in adoration. “Always tastes so sweet for me, don’t you?”

His gaze shifts up, eyes locking with yours, hair tickling the insides of your thighs and he lips curl into a grin, watching as your body reacts to his touch and how he relaxes into yours when your fingers thread through his hair to tug at the roots, the vibrations of his moan sends a shrill up your spine.

“Please,” Your voice, barely a whisper, speaks out. 

“What are you begging for?” Xiaojun asks you as he presses his mouth to your skin, leaving gentle kisses in his path. “I’m giving you everything you want. I always do.”

You don’t exactly know what you’re begging for, but you can’t seem to stop, the words tumbling from your lips like a broken record and he chuckles, leaving one last kiss to your thigh before he licks between your puffy folds and presses his mouth back to where you need him most, hands sliding around your legs to put his fingers to use, spreading your folds wider apart to swirl his tongue around your entrance.

You wail, clenching around nothing, hands gripping his hair tighter as you grind your hips against his face for more and he gives in, pushing two of his fingers inside and massaging the warmth of your walls as his tongue keeps up the pace, sucking and slurping to feel your legs tremble around his head.

“Look so pretty from down here, princess. So pretty, aren’t you?” He compliments and you hum, but the non-verbal response isn’t enough to please him and you gasp loudly, head thrown back against the pillows as his fingers press down on a particular part inside and how his mouth sucks a little harder at your clit. “Say it, pretty girl. Tell me how pretty you are from this angle.”

“I’m pretty.” You’re quick to agree.

“How pretty?”

“So pretty,” The whine at the end of your voice is what pleases Xiaojun and he smiles, beginning to pump his fingers at a speed that has your toes curling and grip on his hair tighten, back arched and skin sweaty as his mouth resumes in licking and sucking at the spots that sends you teetering over the edge of your orgasm.

Xiaojun knows well when you’re close, knowing your body like the back of his hand. He’s studied the ins and outs of you, maybe he even knows you better than you know yourself which is why he continues his movements, keeping the pace the way it is, adding a few extra flicks of his tongue over your clit to hear those sounds that makes him feel proud.

Unable to hide the smirk on his face, he watches as your body seizes up as you cum, squeezing around his fingers and sucking him in so tightly as your hips buck, airy gasp and whines leaving your lips as bliss hits, fucking yourself on his fingers despite him already helping you ride it out.

“That’s it,” He praises so endearingly, kissing your puffy folds as if he would your lips. “Let it go, princess. Good job. Good girl.”

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