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Sunoo Head Cannons

hello! i’ve been working on a few fics but decided to write this because i’ve been thinking a lot Sunoo relationship stuff. Like this man’s got me wrapped around his finger, so enjoy!

extremely fluffy, lil bit of smut (it’s just making out)

~ gender neutral reader as well :]

where do i even start?

he’s literally your biggest fan; always telling you that your beautiful/handsome, hyping up your outfits, laughs at all your jokes.

when i say he’s whipped for you, i mean it.

like, he’ll stare at you in awe and get all flustered when you catch him.

“I just think you’re so pretty” he’d say, face flushed with red.

i feel like he’s definitely the type to buy you gifts.

like he probably bought you flowers on your first date and always gets you your favourite treats.

he loves play fighting; like when you teasingly resist his kiss so you jokingly wrestle until he can kiss you.

mans LOVES kisses. will kiss you whenever he can.

whenever he leaves your side, you get a kiss on the cheek. Whether he’s just running to the bathroom or going out with friends, your getting showered with love.

“okay goodbye” he’d smile at your doorway before giving you a loving kiss and a hug goodbye. Just when you thought he was about to leave, you’d get pulled into another kiss. “okay, last one”. he said that 10 kisses ago.

has an obsession with cuddles.

When you’re watching a movie or laying in bed, he’s wrapped completely around you.

I feel like he’d prefer to be cuddled rather than cuddling, but he wanted to make sure you felt safe so he’d sacrifice what he wanted for your warmth.

he likes it when you lay on him; head resting on his chest, in his lap, or in his shoulder.

I also think he’d like playing with your hair, asking if he could brush it or braid it.

He just likes taking care of you and making sure you always feel loved.

I feel like he’d definitely cuddle with you till you fall asleep.

and when you’re not with him and you can’t sleep, he’d call you and sing to you until you doze off.

you’re his everything, and would do anything to make sure you were always happy.

Sunoo always got embarrassed when you’d progress his caring kisses into a longer, deeper kiss.

is wasn’t because he didn’t like it, cause he did, but it was because of how much he wanted to please you.

what if he didn’t something wrong? (even though he could never do anything wrong)

“where do i put my hands?” he’d ask shyly in between kisses.

“anywhere baby” you’d smile at him, continuing to kiss him.

after a few minutes of kissing, he’d get into it, never letting you pull away from his mouth.

but afterwards, he’d get all shy and probably be blushing quite a lot.

all and all, i think sunoo is one of the best boyfriends out there.

man i love him so much :,(

[em1keu]

Shut Up and Dance (M)

juyeon x fem!reader

summary; You and your boyfriend Juyeon are practicing for a duet you were working on. The Boyz were having a friendly competition of who the best duet was, and you and Juyeon were going for the title. However, how can two sweaty people resist the urge to be more sensual than planned.

warnings; studio sex, riding, lil bit of fingering, mirror?? kinda.

Hands, his hands all over your body. They were gripping your waist, holding your wrists, guiding your hips. His hands, his unbelievably pretty hands touched every inch of your body as he guided you through your duet together. You couldn’t help but get butterflies when Juyeon would gently push his body against yours, hands directing your hips to roll with his. His heavy breath moved the hairs on your neck before releasing you.

“That was good!” he smiled at you, placing his hands on his knees to catch his breath, “i wanna work on your hip isolations more. You’re very stiff.” He explained and you nodded. Whatever Juyeon wanted, you did and you let him do. You loved the feeling of his hands against your body, whether it be sexual or not, it turned you on.

You watched in the mirror as he stood behind you, placing his hands on your hips with ease. His eyes met yours, and slowly he once again started guiding you in time with his body. When he’d begin rolling his hips, he’d squeeze yours, pushing and pulling them to match him. Juyeon always looked so hot when he danced; his hair wet with sweat, muscles glazed over with warmth, open mouth with an occasional smirk. He’d breath, more like huff into your ear when he’d move, and his chest would lift with exhaustion and adrenaline. Of course Juyeon decided to pick a sensual song for your duet, because he knew he was hot and knew you were hot with him. He’d have an eager smile on his face while he watched you dance, telling you he liked what he saw.

“Your still tight” he moaned into your ear, pulling your hips and pushing your ass against him. “How should we loosen you up?” He asked quietly, moving the hairs on your neck with his breath. His sweaty arms wrapped around your sweaty body, and you began to get lost in his warmth, holding him close to you.

He began to kiss your cheek, but only for a few seconds before immediately attaching himself to your neck. You let out the softest of breathes while he sucked on your sweet spot and pulled you tighter against him. While his lips were working magic on your neck, his hands were exploring up your shirt. You could feel his sweaty palms grip your breasts through your bra, eventually sliding one hand under your cup. Your soft breaths became subtle moans as his slender fingers began to pinch your nipples and roll them with his forefinger and thumb.

“You’re so sexy” he moaned into the crook of your neck and he began to leave multiple marks against your skin. You could feel the intense feeling of blood rushing to your heat, and you couldn’t help but let out moan, leaning your body entirely into Juyeon. While his hand still fondled your breasts, his other began following your stomach towards the waistband of your pants. You squirmed at the feeling of his fingers playing with your pants, teasingly sliding his fingers in and out of your hem. A whine left your mouth when he detached him lips to stare at you in the mirror, his eyes hungry. You could see a small smile dancing on his mouth and he began pushing his hand into your pants.

Your bottom lip stuffed it’s self tightly in between your teeth, watching in awe as he slid his hand between your legs. You’re knees buckled for a second while he pressed his fingers against your clit, gently rubbing it in circles. He’d let out one of his cocky laughs, while watching you collapse to his touch, throwing your head back in pleasure, pushing your hips closer to his fingers. Juyeon fingers always felt so good because of how big his hand was. You stomach began to sink, at the feeling of your nipples being touched and your boyfriend slowly sinking his fingers inside your slit. Before he could start fingering you, he pulled himself away to watch you moan in disappointment.

“Take off your pants for me, y/n” he asked, no, demanded. And like i said before, whatever Juyeon wanted, Juyeon got. You slowly pulled off your sweat pants, leaving you in underwear and a shirt and your boyfriend fully clothed. You watched as Juyeon spun around and began dragging a chair into the middle of the room. He looked back at you with a smirk, and then sat down. His legs were spread, hands resting on the innermost regions of his thighs. You stared at him, basically undressing the rest of you with his eyes and then motioned a “come here” hand movement. You complied, walking up to him and standing between his open thighs. His hands gently touched the skin of your hips, tracing down your thighs, and then all the way back up to your breasts. They were still sensitive from the stimulation they received minutes earlier, so you tensed at the feeling of his hands on them.

When you looked up, you could see yourself in the mirror, falling apart for this man as his hands touched every inch of you. He used his finger tips to trace your skin sending chills up your spine. You could see the pleasure erupt from your body and your heat began to drip with anticipation.

“You like what you see?” He growled, “How would you like to see yourself riding me?” He hummed so softly before placing kisses along your stomach. Your body ached at his words, shooting a pit into your gut.

“I’d like that a lot” you replied, biting down on your lip so hard you swear you could taste blood. The most attractive thing when when Juyeon one began unclothing himself, allowing his biceps to be released, his baggy pangs dropping to the floor. You’d seen it a million times, and you look forward to seeing it a million times more.

“You made me so crazy” he groaned, basically ripping your shirt off your body, pulling you into a tight embrace and attaching his lips to yours. His tongue danced inside your mouth, tangling it up with yours in the most beautiful, and sensual duet. At some point, he’d unclasped your bra and you could feel the chilly air his your breasts. Occasionally, his hands would find their way to your ass, squeezing it and pulling you closer to him (if that was even possible). “I need you” he moaned between kisses, and signalled he wanted your underwear off by lifting the hem. While you dragged off your soaked underwear, you watched Juyeon take off his boxers, revealing his hard length.

You positioned yourself so you wear straddling him over the chair. Once again, his hands began guiding your body to allow you to sit down comfortably without much pain. However, there was also a pinch of pleasurable pain as you slid yourself on top of him. You looked Juyeon in the eyes, signalling him that you were ready. Similar to your dances, he’d grip your hips, rocking you back and forth to meat the times of his thrusts. He’d grunt as he tried to hit you as deep as possible, while you moaned, feeling his length hit you in just the right spot. You rolled your hips with him, while placing slippery kisses against your lips. It was a sight to see whenever you’d look at yourself in the mirror. You, completely wrapped around the most attractive man you’ve ever laid eyes on. His veiny arms controlling your body in a way you’ve never moved before. Your boyfriends head was flung back against the chair, looking up to see your facial features change as he quickly rammed himself into you.

“You’re so hot” he groaned, attacking your neck with his lips. He had a huge fixation with your breasts, so one hand would casually rub them, while the other rocked your hips. He’s always lift you off him slightly so he could quickly fuck up into you. It drove you mad feeling the sensation of his hard cock pushing every pressure point perfectly, while mumbling sweat, yet hungry “fucks” into your ear.

You were now completely buried in the muscles of Juyeon shoulders and you began to feel your stomach twist with pleasure. Your innocent moans of his name just made him fuck you so much harder, knowing exactly what you wanted. While whining into his skin, you caught a glance of yourself in the mirror, almost pushing you completely to your climax. It was a feeling like no other.

Your walls tightened quickly, trying your hardest to squeeze your legs together. The tornado that had been developing in your stomach finally dissipated as you began to feel yourself release. You shook with pleasure as he continued to fuck you, much softer this time, but still good enough to reach his high. Your breaths of exhaustion matched with his groans of lust as he finally released himself, coming inside of you. Ever so gently, his fucking his cum into you, making sure every last drop was in you, as if claiming you as his.

Juyeon pulled you into a passionate kiss. His hands gently caressing your naked skin as you sat on his cock, still pressed inside you.

“You did so well baby” he praised, shooting you a soft and caring smile. “Now… shall we get back to dancing?” He laughed, looking at your dazed expression. You just giggled, letting your lips fall gently into his.

a/n; hello! i’m probably gunna be inactive for the next couple of weeks cause of finals! i hope you all understand! thanks :))

[em1keu]

Masked (M)

cam boy!sunwoo x fem!reader

Words; 4024

Warnings; cam boy, name calling (ie. degrading), oral  

Night one:

[Logging on... don’t forget your mask]

—— Paired with... Sushwoo ——

[Have Fun]

The person on your screen had hazel hair that sat comfortably on his head, fluffing out slightly. His eyes were shaded by the black mask that rested on his face exposing only his lips which were plump and pink. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, turning it a white colour. Then, he spoke.

“Hey kitten” his voice was deep, yet soft and welcoming. It was the type you’d love to hear whisper soft ‘I love you ‘s’ late at night, but also call you a slut while he fucks the shit out of you.

“Do you wanna play a game?”

You nodded, taking your bottom lip into your teeth while a small smirk danced on them.

“Be a good girl and do whatever I say” he huffed leaning back in his office chair his legs spread open. Can you take your shirt off for me kitten?” You obeyed, slowly unbuttoning your white top to expose your black bra that cut right in the center of your boobs. It gave you a bit of cleavage but it was mainly used for support.

“And now your pants” he growled undoing his belt buckle. You stood up and slowly tugged off your blue and green pleated skirt over your but and dropping it to the ground. You put on a little show, shaking your hips a little before adjusting your thong, making sure the straps were sitting comfortably on your hips. You could hear Sushwoo hum, telling you he likes what he sees. It was weird getting naked in front of a stranger but nonetheless, you liked it. 

His deep voice ran out once again, “Now everything else” he said eagerly unbuttoning his dark pants. You reached your hands behind you to unclasp your bra allowing it to slide off your breasts. Once again trying to entertain, you gripped your boobs tightly, then let your fingers find your nipples giving them a slight pinch. This always sent a jolt of pleasurer in-between your legs producing a wet sensation in your underwear. You wiggled your hips as you slowly pulled your underwear turning around to show your plump butt. 

“Fuck” he sighed pushing his hands down his jeans. “You’re so hot” he groaned, his eyes fixated on every part of you. You smiled at his remark, sitting back down on your bed. “I wanna fuck you... hard” he moaned through his teeth while his hand slowly began moving up and down.

“Can I see?” You asked quietly, stuffing your lip into your teeth, then pulling it out slowly. Your heat was becoming wet, and you pushed you thighs together to create some force against your clit. The boy giggled, then with a straight and stern voice whispered “Touch yourself first.” It was like he had control over you. You tilted your computer screen downwards so he could have a clear view of what you were doing, but still able to see your face. Slowly, you spread your legs, showing off all of you to a stranger on the other side of a screen. You began running your fingers through the fold of your heat, whining to your own touch. Your fingers moved in soft circles along your clit, lubricating yourself just enough to began sliding a finger inside. Sushwoo mumbled something at the sight of you beginning to roll your hips in sync with his hand.

“Fuck” you let slip, looking up to see Sushwoo aggressively pumping himself in front of the monitor. To get more pleasure, you slid another finger into yourself, curling your fingers towards you to hit your spot more intensely. His hand ran up and down his shaft quickly, spreading his pre cum over the head of his cock and down his length. Your fingers stimulated a strong feeling throughout your body, making your back arch, and your hips buckle.

“Don’t cum yet kitten” he said sternly between moans, “please be a good girl and keep going”. His head was flung backwards in pleasure, know jolting his hips upwards. Despite your rising climax, you kept pushing yourself further, continuing the rhythm with his own movements. 

“You’re a dirty little kitten aren’t you?” He asked roughly, eagerly. “Oh shit, I wanna fuck that tight pussy so bad” he groaned letting out a strong huff of air.

“I wanna fuck your mouth till choke on my cock” his voice was breathy with the slightest rasp lacing his voice. “I wanna make you my kitten”. His words forced a knot to build, and releasing all at once. Your thighs which were slightly elevated collapsed on each other, and your hips jerked forwards, pulling your back into an arch.

“Holy fuck” you whined slowing your pace with your fingers, now gently rubbing the outskirts of your heat. When you looked up, you saw Sushwoo release his himself over his hands, legs and torso and a warm mess. 

“Kitten...” he huffed, moaning into is touch, riding down his high, “thank you.”

——Sushwoo is now offline——

[Logging off...]

The Next Day:

While our professor gave us his daily lecture, you watched as Kim Sunwoo flicked his pencil up his desk, just to have it roll back down. His fingers tapped his squishy cheeks, while he puffed out his lips in a board expression. His hair was a beautiful hazel brown colour, and his skin was nearly flawless. His lips were stained with a light pink, and were big and plump, making him look pouty. Sunwoo was popular, but he never talked to anyone. He was attractive, and every girl wanted him, but no one could have him. You used to be best friends with him through primary school, but began drifting when high school hit. You’d never thought you’d become with the two boys who teased you through your whole school career, Eric and Juyeon.

They’re Sunwoo’s best friends, but you don’t ever talk to him as he seems more like a loner. You’ve only talked to him once since you stopped being friends, which was to congratulate him on graduating, little did you know, you’d be going to the same university as him, and have the pleasure of being in the same lecture as him. 

As your day dream turned faded away you heard a voice calling your name sternly. “Y/n” your prof called out, bringing everyone's attention towards you, “since you wanna zone out so much, do you mind answering this question?” He was explaining how to answer a math problem but since you weren’t listening you had no clue what to do.

“I’m sorry sir, I wasn’t paying attention” you said silently, looking over at Sunwoo who was staring uncomfortably long. His eyes seemed to be scanning your body; looking from your eyes, to your mouth, then your boobs, down your legs and back up to your face. You quickly shot your eyes away as soon as his made their way back to yours, but you could still feel the intensity of his gaze burning through your clothes. 

“You were day dreaming about Sunwoo again... weren’t you?” Your friend Juhaknyeon said in a teasing tone.

“I was not” you giggled hitting him softly, “I was just... thinking”

“Next time... try not to drool while you ‘think’”. He laughed handing you his paper to copy your notes.

Night two:

[Logging on... Don’t forget your mask]

——Sushwoo is online *Click to Talk*——

“Welcome back kitten” he smiled, sucking on his bottom lip softly, “I couldn’t stop thinking about you today”. His voice was softer than yesterday, but the words that came out of his mouth made you wet. “You made me horny during class today, the thought of me fucking you”.

You hummed softly to yourself, your face heating up at the thought of him, thinking off you in such a provocative manner. It was enough for your whole body to fill with pleasure.

“I think you’re beautiful kitten, and I can’t wait to see you fall apart for me again.” He said kindly, however his words shook your core.

“Strip for my baby” he growled in a demanding and low tone. Although you couldn’t see his eyes, you could feel them digging into your skin as you slowly slid off your clothes. He called your body perfect, and unbuttoned his pants at the sight of it. Him alone made your clit throb and your touch made your blood curdle.

“No touching yet” he ordered, stopping your hand in its tracks, “I want this night to last a life time, and I wanna fuck you forever” he moaned, thrusting into his own hand. You sat there, watching this man become angered over you to the point where he pushed aggressively pumped himself up and down, spitting kitten, baby, slut from his mouth. It felt like forever, and the longer you waited the more eager you became. You could no longer sit still. You wanted to feel him inside you. You needed to feel him fucking you.

“Sushwoo” you whined felling your clit pulsing, “can I...”

“No” he groaned, “you can when I'm done, for now I wanna fuck myself to how pretty you are, I wanna engrave the sight of you into my memory” You could feel your anticipation and eagerness build while you legs yearned to spread. Your cunt begging to be touched by Sushwoo. All you wanted was the feeling of his slender fingers shoved inside you, pleasing you. Your eyes flung from his hands pleasuring himself to his mouth parted ever so slightly releasing breathy and heavy moans. 

It felt like torture watching him, the overwhelming sensation of how badly you craved being touch. Lucky for you, with one last groan and a few quick pumps, the boy released himself, continuing to stroke himself softly. 

“Go ahead kitten” he said between moans, bringing himself down from his high. Without much hesitation, you quickly opened your legs dragging your hands down your thighs, meeting with your heat. Sushwoo’s words played in your ears “touch yourself for me baby. Show me how much you wanna fuck me.”

You gently started to touch yourself, your fingers moving to the sound of his gentle breathes. He’d whisper derogatory words while watching you slide fingers in and out of yourself giving you an immense amount of pleasure. You’d moan ever so slightly, not loud enough that your roommates could hear you. 

You felt perfect. The image of your old best friend filled your mind, Sunwoo’s soft lips touching your neck, his figure pressed tightly against your body grinding against your soft skin. Your body’s making magic together. 

Truth be told; you’ve always loved him. From his bouncy hair, soft cheeks, and his lovely physic. You crumbled at the sight of him, knowing he’ll never be yours. So caught up in these thoughts of Sunwoo, you didn’t realize you’d let his name slip between your teeth as you threw your head back in pleasure. Your face flushes with red, embarrassed by the name you moaned while fingering yourself intensely. When you looked back and the boy on the screen, a smile laced his lips and he gently touched himself once again.

“You make me crazy” his voice was very low, loving, hungry. Him now taking his cock into his hand, gently rolling his hips into his pleasure. “You make me, so hungry to touch you. I crave the feeling of you against me, me inside you” he went on, stopping to take a few breathes, “I want you, my kitten” his voice became harder, strokes becoming faster. You could feel your hands start to shake and your hips began to buckle. This stranger gives you the most intense arousal you’ve ever experienced. His words sending you to a breaking point, the knot in your stomach unwinding. 

“Holy fuck” you whined into your climax, your body buckling at the feeling of your fingers inside you. Now slowing you pace to look up at the boy in front of you, who’s head was flung backwards becoming a moaning mess. You just watch him release his white fluid on his hands, spreading it across his shaft. 

“You’re the hottest women I've ever seen” he smiled, “and I hope we can do this again soon”.

—— Sushwoo Is Now Offline ——

[Logging Off...]

The Next Day:

Today in class Sunwoo was sitting closer to you, now in your visual field when facing forward. He seemed different today then others, more focused but not on class, on you. His eyes staring at you, watching every movement.

You leaned towards Yuhaknyeon whispering “Is Sunwoo still staring at me?”. He quickly glanced up, and whispers “seems like he’s the one day dreaming about you”. You felt your face burn up knowing he’s still watching you, but why? Why’s he know paying attention to you? 

Once again, your mind wondered to why, and him and him being with you. Did he want the same or was he just silently judging you. The idea of him now taking an interest just flooded your mind, filling you with confusion, and thoughts that created an ocean of riptides and waves.

“Y/n” your prof spoke your name once again “since you day dreamed yesterday, can you answer this question today?” Oh shit, the homework. You thought to yourself panicking as you forgot to do the practice questions assigned. Luckily Yuhaknyeon slid you his paper, allowing you to read it out quietly. 

“Mhm” he hummed quietly, “thanks y/n, moving on”. You glanced back at Sunwoo who was no longer focused however, he had a smile glazed upon his lips. A very familiar smile in fact. 

After class, your worst nightmare unraveled. Sunwoo approached you staring at you for a moment before finally speaking.

“Hey y/n” he spoke with confidence, “did you need some help with math? I’ m free tonight if you want to go over those practice questioned assigned.” You face was beat red hearing his voice so calm and soft, asking if YOU wanted study help from him. Any excuse to get to talk to him was something you’d dreamt of for a while. 

“Uh, y-ya!” You said flustered looking into his deep brown eyes, while he held eye contact with you for as long as possible, then glancing down at your body and back up at you. You stumbled with you books getting a knot in your stomach, panicking over his beautiful smile.

“Alright! I’ll come over tonight, 6:30 work for you?” you could do nothing but nod trying to make sure he couldn’t see the red that danced on your cheeks. He placed a hand on your shoulder shooting one last smile before walking out of the class.

That Evening:

“Okay, so you just do this” he explained drawing a line to show you what you need to do. You followed his hand movements, copying down the equation as it goes. You never knew Sunwoo was so good at math, considering how he never payed much attention in class. Looking at him, his plump lips, gentle eyes, soft skin, the memories of last night, his name leaving your mouth as you fucked yourself. Suddenly your face flushed again, a jolt of pleasure shooting straight to your core.

You couldn’t be horny, not now, not for the boy who was simply helping you with math. Not for the beautiful boy that sat in front of you, face close to yours, body heat colliding with yours. 

“Did you get any of that? he asked shyly meeting his eyes with your curious gaze.

“Uh, sorry I was...” he cut you off.

“Day dreaming” you go shy, quiet knowing he knew you’d lost consciousness in the present moment. “What were you thinking about?”

“Uh, nothing” you said stumbling over your words, avoided his eyes by trying copying what he previously wrote down.

“Were you thinking about last night?” His voiced growing cold, “me touching myself to the sight of you, you falling apart to the thought of me? I’ve been thinking about it.”

Sunwoo was the boy in the camera, the one you’d completed submitted yourself to. The one that continuously told you how badly he wanted to fuck you, feel you. That same boy, your childhood friend just revealed he’s been thinking about fucking you. When your eyes met his again, be placed a kiss against your lips. You allowed him to deepen it, his tongue falling into your mouth exploring it. His hands found their way to your body resting ever so comfortably on your hips. “You make me so horny” he groaned into your ear as his lips travelled to your neck attaching themselves. His hands now moving, pulling your button up out of your skirt to feel your skin, eventually unbuttoning your blouse. He pulled away momentarily to look at your lean figure, to take it all in in person and not over a screen. “You’re body is so nice baby” he responded in awe while his hands wandered up your skin. His lips reattached themselves to your neck, moving slightly down to you collarbones, then breasts leaving a slobbery trail to your nipples. You huffed at the feeling of your nipples stuck between his lips while his hands danced up your thighs. He'd slowly and gently suck on your breasts switching between them every so often. Eventually he fell to his knees bringing his lips to your stomach meeting the waist band of your skirt.

"Can I?" He asked softly while sticking his fingers into the hem. You nodded allowing your bottom lip to slip between your teeth, piecing it sharply. You helped him by lifting your hips so he could easily slide your skirt off your body. His lips found your thighs and his hands met with your breasts once again. He used his frame to push your legs apart, dancing his lips and tongue up your thighs. He teased you as his fingers would gently hover over your burning women hood.

"I can't wait to please you kitten" he growled into your heat, his fingers slipping into your underwear. You shivered at his gentle touch against your womanly area, his eyes catching yours in a gaze. He brought his lips and body back up, now standing and smashing his lips against yours.

Your hands had some exploring of their own. You ran your fingers up his thigh and he hummed when you pressed your hand against his bulge growing in his pants. You were ravenous, hungry and his lips devoured you back.

"I want you to suck me off with those pretty lips of yours". Your stomach twisted with his words as he pulled your hands to his belt buckle. You slowly undid his pants enough to palm his clothed length. He groaned into your mouth at your touch, becoming eager to feel your lips on something other than his.

You slid his pants off him, his length flinging upwards towards your face. "Baby," he groaned straightening his back, "please, y/n". He spoke to you so gently , but yet, his words were so hard cut you deep.

His words had a trance on you, so sure enough you grabbed his cock moving your mouth closer to it. Slowly, you wrapped your lip around his hard length, pumping the lower parts of his shaft with your hand. His fingers wrapped into the strands on your hair guiding your movements in a way that pleased him most. He'd groan, big heaps of air feeling his lungs.

"You're so good at this" he praised you, "I love watching you take my cock". You could feel your gag reflex start to activate as he pushed his length further into your mouth. "I've been waiting for this for so long" his head flew back, and he released a low groan of pleasure. The feeling of his manhood twitching against your tongue drove you mad with desire and intensity.

You whined as he pulled your mouth away, dragging your face back up to his to devour your lips in a passion filled kiss. Before you knew it, he flung you onto the table, his body now positioned between your legs. With his lips still attached to yours, he eagerly pulled off your underwear, placing his slender fingers against your soaking heat.

"I see you want me just as bad and I want you" he teased playing with the folds of your womanhood, making you moan into his kiss. Disappointment filled your body when he stopped reaching down to his jean pocket where he had been hiding a condom. He shot you a quick "is it okay" at you, which you applied with a impatient nod. You watched your oldest friend slowly roll a condom onto himself a smile placed on his lips.

"I've never done this before" you said quietly, placing your hands on his hips before he approached you with his hard length.

"It's okay baby, I'll take care of you" he whispered into your ear while he gently dragged his tip up and down against your clit before slowly and carefully pushing himself in side you. At first it hurt, but only for a second. He gripped your hips and yanked you closer to him so he could push himself further in. His breathy moans as he pushed his hips back and forth colliding with yours made your mind go wild. He hit you perfectly in the right spot making your stomach churn with arousal. You felt his hands grip the fatty layer around your ass, pushing you harder into him, allowing himself to push himself into you.

"Are you okay" he groaned into your ear, softening his hip thrusts.

"Ya" you huffed back in one breath. His hand made it's way to your chest, pushing you backwards so you were now on your back. In a swift motion, he placed your legs onto his chest to get himself deeper inside you.

"You feel so nice kitten" he mumbled now pounding into you harder than before. The knot of pleasure built in your stomach. The pressure of his cock against your core made your body weak. His hands forcefully squeezing you as he rocking back and forth. The breathy moans, loud grunts, the random "fucks" that would escape his mouth. Everything brought you an impeccable amount of pleasure, and this moment was everything you'd dreamt of. You could feel Sunwoo's sweat dripping of his skin on to yours.

"I think..." you paused to take a breath, "I think i'm going to cum." You moaned to his touch as he pulled your face back up to his, himself back in between your legs.

"Then cum for me" he whispered with a growl, his forehead placed against yours. With his words, the knot within your core unraveled and you unraveled yourself on Sunwoo's length. Your walls tightened and Sunwoo's name once again released from your lips, but this time it was purposeful. You felt a burst of pleasure radiate from the both of you, and his stomach sank, releasing himself into his condom.

He fell on top of you, catching himself on the table. Once he had caught his breath, his lips met with yours placing a soft smooch on your lips.

"Y/n... that was incredible" he praised giving you another kiss before pulling you into a warm embrace. "I'd be lying if I told you I haven't wanted to do that for a long time." His face now covered with a red blush, "Y/n, I've liked you for a while now. Uhm, for the past like 6 years, actually". He suddenly became shy as he confessed his love for you.

"Funny, cause I've also sorta loved you for a few years" you responded with a smile, only to be met with another loving kiss and hug.

"Shall we go get you cleaned up baby?" He took your hand, helping you off the table. You and Sunwoo, your oldest friend, and now your first boyfriend, walked to the bathroom where he'd wash you and take care of you.

[em1keu]

ack ack ack ack i’m back :))

[em1keu]

Stamina (M)

Dom!renjun x fem!feader

~> Fingering, over stimulation & praising

Renjun walked into your bedroom, sweat dripping from his hair, and face was a light pink, wet with exertion. You spun around in your chair, shooting your boyfriend with a loving smile that he didn’t return. He had his normal, bitchy face on that he wore whenever something happened that made him upset.

You watched as he reached back, gripping his shirt next to his shoulder blades and dragging it off his shoulders. When his arms came over his head, his back muscles became apparent, and when he pulled his shirt off, his hair fluffed upwards. With a sigh, he tossed it to the side turning to look at you.

He walked towards you, leaning down to place a hand on the armrests on either sides of you. You could smell his exasperation as his face moved closer to you. There was an eagerness to his eyes that shot “I need you” right into your soul.

With a single breath, he clashed his lips against yours and pushed his tongue into your mouth. It was a sloppy and aggressive kiss that he forced you to deepen. Spit swapped between your mouths allowing him to drag it down your face, leaving a trail of messy kisses.

“Renjun” you moaned, finding his hair as he bent his knees to better access your collar bones, “what’re you doing.”

He growled against your skin “I need to feel you around me”. While sucking the part of your neck that connected to your collar bone, his hand pushed your shirt up taking a hand full of your boob. “I just need you” he moaned sinking his teeth into your skin, “I need to love you” another careless kiss.

He disconnected his lips from your body to allow him to pull your shirt off, then returned to the same spot he was sucking. As he moved his lips down, he crouched between your legs holding them open with your body.

Your fingers slightly pulled Renjun’s hair at the feeling of his mouth wrap around your nipple while your other breast go massaged. His other hand rested on your thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb closer and closer to your heat. You could feel your arousal building, soaking you underwear in a visible stain of wetness.

His hand took in your entire boob before switching his mouth’s focus to your other nipple. Your head subconscious got thrown back, and your mouth parted releasing sweet breathy moans of pleasure.

Renjun knew what he had to do to make you feel good. His mouth was a torture device to you. His teeth made you week, and his tongue; his tongue moved perfectly across your body, touching every pleasurable spot.

“Fuck” you whispered, hands tangled into his hair that was becoming undeniably more sweaty. His kisses became less hungry and more loving, moving all the way down to the hem of your sweatpants.

With one look at your facial expression and the feeling of your hands touching his hair, he swept the elastic waist band of your body and passed your hips. You lifted your pelvis slightly, allowing him to pull them off your butt and down your legs, which he was once again between.

His lips lingered around your heat, kissing every inch of your thigh all the way to your pantie line, only to jump over your throbbing core. Softly, he lined the wet spot of your underwear with his middle finger. His eyes met your pouty gaze, basically asking him to just fuck you already.

With one swift movement, his finger slid inside you. It only took a few pumps to stretch you out because he added another finger. “Holy shit” you whined releasing his hair. Your hands found their way to his wrist, clenching his soft skin tightly between your fingers. His digits pumped faster, and when he curled them upwards, you jumped, letting out a pleasant cry.

He was so concentrated on you, and only you that he had yet to notice the small, whiny “Renjun”s that escaped your rosy lips. Once again, you felt his lips on your body, this time time his tongue circled your sensitive ball sending electricity racing through your bones. His spit trickled down your heat, being pushed inside you with his fingers moving hungrier than before. With every flick of his soft pink tongue, your knees shattered inwards only to he pushed apart by his free hand and his opposing shoulders, making sure you were as wide as you could be.

You arched your back, thrusting your hips forward to deepen his fingers, hitting you harder in the exact place you needed to be. Slowly - the quicker he moved both his both and fingers - a knot build right in your abdomen, tightening your core.

“Renjun” you cried digging your nails into his wrist, and squeezing your bottom lip between your teeth.

He replaced his tongue with his thumb, still pumping his fingers inside you, now slower.

“Yes baby?” He smirked, giving your thighs gentle kisses awaiting your response.

“Please fuck me” you begged. You wanted renjun inside you. To help you hit your release with his dick not his fingers. You wanted him to love you. His hands against your body while you claw at his back leaving marks he’d be ashamed to show anyone.

“I’d love to” he stood up, fingers still inside you. His hands pushed the hair that was resting on you shoulder backwards, kissing up your neck. You felt his warm breath against you ear, and what he said made you heart race; “but I’m not done having my fun yet. So be a good girl and don’t cum until I say so”. He quickened fingers aggressively finger fucking you, while whispering dirty statements in the sweetest tone possible.

Renjuns tongue slithered into your mouth, twirling his tongue in yours with a sloppy kiss. The knot began to expand, your hips buckling from the sensation as your walls tightened around him.

“No cumming” he growled, biting your bottom lip causing you to yelp. It was an unbearable sensation; knowing you were on the edge of your release but you were forced to hold it. He continued to clash your mouths together, a wet mess growing against your sweaty skin. Your body began to shake and your hips buckled, you needed to cum so bad.

“Please baby” you cried pulling away from his tongue in order to let your moans out, “please let me cum”.

“You’re fucking perfect” he moaned against your lips, “you can come now princess”

Finally, you allowed yourself to release on his delicate digits. Without allowing you to get a breath in, he shoved his fingers into your mouth, demanding you to clean them. He forced a small gage out of you as your body slowly came down from its high. Renjun kisses your lips once before pulling you off the chair and onto your bed.

Renjun wasn’t an aggressive type, but when he was upset, he’d fuck you senseless. Something happened today that pushed his limits, so he was pushing yours.

You watched as he quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling of his pants as quickly as possible. He stood before you, the blood rushing to his tip, veins swelling up along the shaft and his hand under your chin forcing you to look at him.

“Open your mouth” he demanded, and you complied, parting your lips slightly, sticking out your tongue. In a second, you felt his spit hit your tongue, forcing you to swallow his sweet flavoured drops, “that’s my girl” he praised.

He pushed your shoulder, causing you to fall back so he could crawl between your legs. His tip travelled up and down your slit, hitting your ball of nerves delicately. Everytime he’d move his dick over your opening, he’d put himself inside you deeper and deeper. You felt him slide himself fully into you, and you threw your head back, exposing your neck enough for him to lean down and kiss you. His hands were on both sides of your head as he thrusted his hips into you.

“Holy fuck” you basically screamed, wrapping your arms around his back digging your nails into his flawless skin. The bed squeaked as he pushed himself harder against you. You rolled your hips in sync with his, helping you get as much pleasure possible.

The sound of his grunts and the sensation of already cumming made your climax hit even faster. Your nails dug into the bed sheets whilst your mouth made, what renjun would consider, beautiful noises.

“Fuck fuck fuck FUCK” you cried, your body being jolted upwards by his snapping hips. The veins on his dick, rubbed against your walls, and he hit you exactly where you needed to be.

When you looked up at him, he was breathless. Everything, from his silky wet hair, to his blump pink lips, suffocated between his teeth in frustration, was perfect. You adored the cute sounds he made when he got frustrated, and his sweet voice you heard on the nights you couldn’t sleep, singing you a soft song. The way his lips fit perfectly in yours, and the way your hands locked like two puzzle pieces. He was so caring and loving. You loved him with every ounce of your being, and you were the happiest person alive to have him in your life.

His chest laid on yours, head buried deep into your shoulder, his lips leaving his delicate markings. You felt his hands intertwine with yours, bringing the up above your head. Hearing his breathy moans next to your ear drove you to the highest point of your climax.

“I think I’m gunna cum again” you softly whispers, squeezing his hands tightly.

“Hold it in for me baby... I’ll come with you okay?” He asked, jerking his hips into a faster, yet softer pace. His breath became a lot heavier as he began to approach his release.

Your stomach twisted and twirled in every way possible as your heat throbbed, begging you to cum. You tightened around Renjun, allowing you to feel his veins more prominently adding to every bit of pleasure you were feeling.

You were both hot and sweaty, and both seconds from orgasm when you heard Renjun a sweet “fuck”‘into your ear. That was your signal to cum, and when you did so, you felt his warm, creamy seed spill out into you. He fucked you a few more times, and with a single breath, he toppled over.

All that could be heard throughout your silent apartment was heavy, satisfied breathing. You rolled over to face your boyfriend, and he turned his head to look at you.

“Did something happen today?” You asked, drawing circled on his defined chest.

“The guys were talking about you today during practice, and I just got a little upset” he confessed, rolling over so you were now both on your sides. “I wanted to remind myself that you belonged to me, I needed know that you were mine”. Tears bundled up at the corner of his eyes while a hand twirled the hair that cascaded off your shoulders.

“Baby” you sweetly smile, “I’ll always be yours”. Renjuns arms wrapped around you as he pulled you against him.

A small “I love you” broke from his lips, and the next thing you knew, you were alseep.

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Can I Touch You (M/F)

San (ateez) x fem reader

⤳ mutual masturbation

Cold air hit your exposed back as your boyfriend crawled into bed next to you. His arm wrapped around your waist, pushing his stomach against your back. He was cold against your warm skin, making you groan slightly.

“I missed you” you whispered feeling his lips press against your back. Between kisses he mumbled “I missed you too” against your skin.

You rolled over, fluttering your eyes open to see the outline of San I’m front of you. He smelt good. His arms held you close to him, without an inch of air between you. His fingers grazed your face moving a small piece of hair so he could place a kiss on your forehead. Your leg swung on top of his hip, allowing yourself to move closer to him.

You felt your eyelids become heavy, and the Sans subtle breath against your nose made you sleepier. His hand fondled with your bra strap, lifting it off your shoulder and gently setting it back down. The other danced in your hair as he whispered compliments towards you reminding you of how much he loved you.

When the room went dead silent, and you were particularly asleep, he spoke, “y/n?”

You hummed in response, keeping your eyes shut.

“Can I touch you?” He asked quietly studying the shadowed features of your face. You slowly opened your eyes, looking at the man you loved.

“Of course” you smiled kissing him softly. With excitement, he slid his hand down your torso finding its way to your sensitive spot. He was gentle, and only rubbed you through the outside of your underwear.

Your shallow breathing intensified as he applied more pressure to his finger, rubbing slightly harder. You felt his member grow harder against your thigh the breathier your moans became. He was slow, not only with his fingers but his mouth. Slipping his tongue in and out of your mouth in desperate yet passionate kisses.

You took the initiative to palm him through his boxers at the same pace he was rubbing you. Along with his fingers, you rolled your body against his hand, while still stroking him softly. His lips moved from yours, proceeding to kiss and suck your neck.

The only sound in the room was fingers on fabric and breathy moans. You were the first to initiate skin on skin contact by sliding your hands down his underwear. He followed, doing the same to you.

You slowly slid your hand up and down his shaft, twisting your wrist slightly. He moaned quietly next to your ear, kissing your lobe gently.

“You’re perfect baby girl” he whispered, rubbing you faster than before, in order to get stronger moans out of you.

The tension built between you two as you both rolled your bodies against each other. He sensually pushed his lips against yours, making your tongues dance together.

He slowly slid a finger inside you, curling upwards hitting your spot perfectly. His kisses became more desperate the harder he pounded you with his fingers. You quickly moved your hand up and down him length, and the quicker you moved it the heavier his breath became. He began to twitch in your hand as you rubbed his pre cum along his cock, hand fucking him harder.

You could feel your walls tighten around his hand and you hips buckle as he curled his fingers inside you. Your breathy moans became loud whines for him to go faster, digging your nails into his arm.

“Please San...” you cried while shoving your head into your pillow.

“Look at me” he demanded fingering you harder, placing wet kissing along your neck and shoulder, “look at me while you cum”. His voice was laced with forcefulness that made you push your forehead against his while you felt your climax arrive.

He moaned louder when you desperately jerked him off faster, his whole body bucking into your hands. Together, you both made your release.

He pulled his fingers out, gently rubbing your clit while your hand covered in his cum slid up and down his shaft. The room was hot, and you were both a sweaty mess covered in each other’s cum. San smiled sweetly, placing a small peck on your lips.

“Lets go get you cleaned up” he huffed, picking you and carrying you to the bathroom.

[em1keu]

Can I Touch You (M/F)

San (ateez) x fem reader

⤳ mutual masturbation

Cold air hit your exposed back as your boyfriend crawled into bed next to you. His arm wrapped around your waist, pushing his stomach against your back. He was cold against your warm skin, making you groan slightly.

“I missed you” you whispered feeling his lips press against your back. Between kisses he mumbled “I missed you too” against your skin.

You rolled over, fluttering your eyes open to see the outline of San I’m front of you. He smelt good. His arms held you close to him, without an inch of air between you. His fingers grazed your face moving a small piece of hair so he could place a kiss on your forehead. Your leg swung on top of his hip, allowing yourself to move closer to him.

You felt your eyelids become heavy, and the Sans subtle breath against your nose made you sleepier. His hand fondled with your bra strap, lifting it off your shoulder and gently setting it back down. The other danced in your hair as he whispered compliments towards you reminding you of how much he loved you.

When the room went dead silent, and you were particularly asleep, he spoke, “y/n?”

You hummed in response, keeping your eyes shut.

“Can I touch you?” He asked quietly studying the shadowed features of your face. You slowly opened your eyes, looking at the man you loved.

“Of course” you smiled kissing him softly. With excitement, he slid his hand down your torso finding its way to your sensitive spot. He was gentle, and only rubbed you through the outside of your underwear.

Your shallow breathing intensified as he applied more pressure to his finger, rubbing slightly harder. You felt his member grow harder against your thigh the breathier your moans became. He was slow, not only with his fingers but his mouth. Slipping his tongue in and out of your mouth in desperate yet passionate kisses.

You took the initiative to palm him through his boxers at the same pace he was rubbing you. Along with his fingers, you rolled your body against his hand, while still stroking him softly. His lips moved from yours, proceeding to kiss and suck your neck.

The only sound in the room was fingers on fabric and breathy moans. You were the first to initiate skin on skin contact by sliding your hands down his underwear. He followed, doing the same to you.

You slowly slid your hand up and down his shaft, twisting your wrist slightly. He moaned quietly next to your ear, kissing your lobe gently.

“You’re perfect baby girl” he whispered, rubbing you faster than before, in order to get stronger moans out of you.

The tension built between you two as you both rolled your bodies against each other. He sensually pushed his lips against yours, making your tongues dance together.

He slowly slid a finger inside you, curling upwards hitting your spot perfectly. His kisses became more desperate the harder he pounded you with his fingers. You quickly moved your hand up and down him length, and the quicker you moved it the heavier his breath became. He began to twitch in your hand as you rubbed his pre cum along his cock, hand fucking him harder.

You could feel your walls tighten around his hand and you hips buckle as he curled his fingers inside you. Your breathy moans became loud whines for him to go faster, digging your nails into his arm.

“Please San...” you cried while shoving your head into your pillow.

“Look at me” he demanded fingering you harder, placing wet kissing along your neck and shoulder, “look at me while you cum”. His voice was laced with forcefulness that made you push your forehead against his while you felt your climax arrive.

He moaned louder when you desperately jerked him off faster, his whole body bucking into your hands. Together, you both made your release.

He pulled his fingers out, gently rubbing your clit while your hand covered in his cum slid up and down his shaft. The room was hot, and you were both a sweaty mess covered in each other’s cum. San smiled sweetly, placing a small peck on your lips.

“Lets go get you cleaned up” he huffed, picking you and carrying you to the bathroom.

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A Sky Of Stars (M/F)

Seonghwa x fem reader

⤳Fluff with vanilla smut at the end

You rolled over stretching your arm out to feel the warmth of you boyfriend, but nothing.

The empty spot in your bed confused you, making you wonder where your lover could be.

Your alarm clock read ‘2:45am’, your door was open slightly allowing a bolt of light to travel through your room. It pierced your closed eyelids transporting you to a red abyss. With a groan, you pushed yourself off your pillow reaching for the light gray hoodie that draped over your desk chair.

Chills flew up your body as your naked legs exposed themselves to the cool air. Your bare feet hit the ground softly as you stood up from the comfort of your bed. Slowly you shuffled down the long hallway of your apartment to the bright light of your living room.

The first thing you saw was Seonghwa on his laptop with the tv playing quietly. He was focused on a series of spread sheets across his computer screen, in which his eyes never left.

“Seonghwa... what are you doing?” You asked sitting on the arm of your couch staring down at your boyfriends fingers moving quickly over his keyboard.

“Working” he sighed, stopping to take a sip of water than returning to his typing. You sighed, swinging your legs over his thighs, then slowly plopped yourself onto his lap. Gently, you placed a loving kiss on his cheek to get a smile back from him.

“Come to bed with me” you whined placing your head on his shoulder. For more support, you wrapped your arms around his neck. His eyes met yours and a smile grazed across his lips.

Everytime you saw him, you fell deeper in love with him. Your favourite quality was his beautiful eyes and small nose. He had soft rosy lips that fit perfectly in yours, but they were even prettier when he’d smile. The first time your eyes met his, you never wanted to stop looking at them. They held every star in the sky and everytime you looked at him, they shined more. You loved him. Everything about him.

He placed a generous kiss on your lips, and closed his laptop. His right hand rubbed your thigh as his left played in your hair.

“You looked so cute in my hoodie without pants on” he giggled, patting your naked thighs softly, “do you wanna go for a walk?”

“Baby... 3am” you complained dropping your head into the crook of his neck, “can we just go to sleep?” Your voice was laced with a whiny tone, which made Seonghwa laugh quietly.

“Go get dressed princess...” he demanded in a sweet hum, and sent you off with a soft kiss.

***

The night was peaceful and still, with only the subtle sound of your boyfriend’s soft singing. Your hand was placed within his as you walked through the dimly lit park by your apartment.

Seonghwa’s hoodie and the feeling of his warm hands kept you from the chilling air around you.

He was effortlessly perfect. You couldn’t help but stare at him as your walked slowly through the paths around a small pond which the moonlight reflected off of. The wind gently pushed his hair, a few strands hanging in front of his eyes. His skin was naturally beautiful, and glowed within the beautiful light of the moon. His tall figure and broad shoulders bounced as he walked, and his slim build moved carelessly next to you.

It wasn’t rare for you to go for walks the nights he couldn’t sleep, it helped calm him and make him feel at peace. You were his happy place, and he was yours. No matter where in the world you were or how far apart you were, he was your home.

“Are you tired?” He asked quietly, looking down at you. You nodded your head meeting your eyes with his. “Do you want me to carry you?” You smiled, once again nodding your head.

Seonghwa crouched down allowing you to crawl on his back. Your legs straddled his waist, and his hands helped support you by cradling your thighs. You let your arms hang over his shoulders resting your head along his shoulder blades.

The gentle sound of his heart beat and his quiet hums sent you to sleep under the sky filled with stars.

***

The morning sun crept through your slightly open curtains, hitting your delicate skin. Your entire body was wrapped around your boyfriend, his arms holding you against him. His breath glided across your skin, moving your small hairs gently.

As you slowly came out of your dazed state, your lips found their way to his collarbone, kissing all the way up to his jaw. You carefully bit his delicate skin, while his eyes fluttered open with a grown.

“Good morning to you too” he smirked, rubbing your waist. His hand slid across your body down to your butt to with a gentle squeeze along your cheek, and then your thigh. Your lips danced across his skin, leaving marks under his jaw. He moaned quietly into your ear while his soft hand rubbing along your inner thigh.

Without warning, he carefully flipped your over placing himself between your legs. He forced you to de-attach your lips from him in order for him to kiss your earlobe. You always giggled whenever he’d gently bite your ears, which was usually followed by a moan when he’d suck along your special spot on your neck. As his kisses moved across your body, your sweatshirt came off, allowing him to leave his mark across every bit of your stomach.

Your hands danced in his hair, while he moved further down, biting your inner thigh gently. His middle finger traced the outside of your underwear sending chills through your body, and a subtle moan left your lips. Deliberately, he dodged your womanhood kissing around it in a teasing way that soaked your core.

You felt his fingers pull on your underwear, moving them to the side. With his middle finger, he moved your wetness through your folds and up towards your ball of nerves.

When he touches you, the world stops. He was so careful with your body, and seemed scared to hurt you.

His lips pressed against your opening, slipping a tongue between your lips which forced a desperate moan to escape your mouth. Your hands were intertwined with his as he used his beautiful lips to give you pleasure. His tongue slowly slid in and out of your slit, pushing gently against your wall.

Letting go of one hand, he slowly slid his finger inside of you, continuing to kiss you sensitive bud. He knew exactly where to touch you to make you feel like you were the only girl in the world. He slid another finger inside of you, curling them in a way to hit your perfect spot. Pumping in and out of you, your moans increased, letting his name slip between your teeth.

While still keeping his fingers inside you, his lips met yours, intimately pushing his tongue into your mouth. Meanwhile, you rolled your hips to the motion of his fingers, contributing to your pleasure.

He groaned against your lips; his length growing harder knowing he’s the one loving you. His lips reattached themselves to your body, kissing you all the way down to your head and with one last kiss, he pulled his fingers out. Slowly, he pulled down you underwear, kissing up your thighs once more.

You watched as he frustratingly pulled off his white shirt, fluffing up his hair and revealing his beautifully sculpted torso. The sun glistened across his sweaty hair, dripping across his cheeks. His hands quickly pulled down his boxers; his length springing up.

Once again, he placed generous kisses against your lips, before sliding his length across your opening.

“Ready?” He asked quietly, with an eager tone. You complied with a nod, and slowly, but carefully he slid himself inside you.

The feeling caused your toes to curl and spine to arch, tosing your head back in pleasure.

“Are you okay?” He asked before continuing, leaning down to kiss your shoulder.

“Fuck yes... please keep going” you cried, gripping his bicep, and placing soft kisses on his neck.

Slowly, he thrusted into you, your bodies moving nearly in sync with each other. He was slow, pounding his hips into yours while the bed started to subtly squeeze. It was slow, but the pleasure was sensational. His heavy breath was next to your ear, whispering sweet words like “I love you” & “you’re perfect”.

Your needy breath picked up when his speed did, gripping his arm as harder. You squeezed your eyes shut, moaning louder than before. A knot began to build in your core, your walls tightening around Seonghwa, only adding to the pleasure. Your knees began to collapse around his figure, and your hips buckled into him.

Knowing you were close, he fucked you harder while telling you about how good you make him feel.

“Come for me princess” he groaned, thrusting harder. His breathy words, and aggressive movements made your whole body shake, releasing yourself on his big cock. “Good girl” he praised, kissing you lovingly. He slowly rolled his hips into you, allowing himself to cum on the outskirts of your womanhood.

He collapsed on top of you, rolling to the side to move your hair of your face slightly.

“You’re so beautiful” he smiled, kissing the chubby part of your cheek softly.

“I love you” you whispered, cuddling up against his warm body. He placed a few more kisses on your neck and shoulder, before pulling you close to him.

“I love you too”

[em1keu]

I Like That (M)

Chan (Ace) x fem reader

⤳ enimes to lovers

a/n; sorry this is so poorly written! I haven’t written smut in a while and I’m trying to get back into it.

*knock* *knock*

You stood outside your best friends house awaiting the opening of the door. It had began to snow hard and you stood outside in only a hoodie and jeans.

*knock* *knock*

No one had yet to answer, surprised as three people lived inside the house. Your best friend Seeyoon, his boyfriend Byeongkwan and Yuchan... your least favourite person. You were over because they invited you to go out for lunch with them.

*knock* *knock*

This time slightly harder. You were getting colder and colder by the second, and more eager every moment that you weren’t inside. ‘God damn it’ you mumbled under your breath frustrated with the lack of an answer. Eventually you gave up, checking the door to see if it was unlocked, and then entering their house. Chan was sitting on the couch in their living room, headset on and controller in hand. One of his legs was on the side of his couch and the other was dangling over the edge. His attention was on the screen and his eyes never left the intense game of Call Of Duty playing on their tv.

“Jesus Chan...” You sighed walking inside, “do you know how fucking cold it is outside?” The only response was the sound of clicking from his controller. You took off your sneakers and walked in front of the tv to block his view. Chan groaned, taking off one ear of his headset.

“What do you want?” He asked in the most condescending tone. It was the way he talked to you that made you hate him. He annoyed you and made you feel like shit by acting like you were below him.

“Did you not hear me knocking?”

“I did... I ignored it” he laughed, “now can you move? I can’t see my game”.

“You’re an asshole. You know that right?” You said, in which he responded with a ‘mhm’. You huffed, “where’s Seyoon and Byeongkwan?”

“Out.”

“Out where?”

“Dunno.” You walked to the other side of the living room and sat on the couch. You stared at Yuchan, watching as he played his stupid game. You’ve never seen him so frustrated before, but the sight of him upset over a game just made you laugh. “You suck” you giggled watching him die.

“Oh really? I’d like to see you do better” he laughed sitting up, and holding the controller out slightly.

“No... I’m fine” you said shaking your head.

“No no... I wanna see you play.” He said in a sarcastic and condescending tone. “Actually... how about we play a game?”

“What kind of game?” You asked skeptical of his request. You knew he hated you and didn’t want anything to do with you, so his question confused you.

“We 1v1, and whenever someone loses, they take off an article of clothing of the other persons choice.”

“Fuck no” you laughed standing up, “when are they gunna be home.”

“Who cares?” He smirked grabbing another controller and handing it to you, “it’s just me and you, and I think you should play my game.”

“Fine. But I’m not getting naked” you agreed grabbing the controller. The first game didn’t take long with him killing you immediately, and him laughing. “And you said I suck... take off your hoodie”.

“Fuck you... this game is stupid” you said setting down the controller.

“You’re such a poor sport... pick up the controller... come on!” He laughed getting ready to start a new round. You shook your head sitting back on the couch with your legs crossed. “How cold did you say it was?” He asked looking outside. You gave him a confused gaze before he grabbed your hips and threw you over his shoulder.

“Chan!” You yelled holding onto his hoodie, “put me down”

“I will... in the snow” he laughed walking with you outside. His arm wrapped around your leg, gripping the inside of your thigh with his hand. He was warm. And his hair was soft. He also smelt good.

“Yuchan... please” you whined kicking your legs slightly, “I’ll play your stupid game just put me down!” He laughed before finally setting you down beside the 3 foot deep snow bank. You gently hit his shoulder, and stormed back into the house stopping in the doorway. Making dead eye contact, you pulled off your hoodie and threw it on the floor, which now left you in a skin tight black lingerie type body suit.

The second round took slightly longer than the first as you were finally getting a hang of the game, but nonetheless, you died.

“Your pants please” he smirked, tugging on the side of your jeans. You complied, standing up and pulling them off. You were now in a lace body suit that showed off most of your body but was modest enough to not show the parts that weren’t meant to be seen.

The third round, you won. You weren’t sure if it was out of pitty, or if he just wanted you to win so he could strip, but you won.

“Hoodie” you smiled looking at him take it off. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so you were greatest with a naked and sculpted torso. His pecks were perfectly apart and his abs were beautifully shaped. The sight of him made you stomach twist. For a second, you forgot you were supposed to hate him, cause all you wanted to do was look at him.

Round four you won. This time, you knew he let you.

“Shorts” you smiled at him, gently touching his thigh.

He stood up and pulled off his pants. You could see a subtle bulge starting to form with made slowly began to turn you on. The feeling grew in your stomach, and you heat warmed up, slowly becoming wet. You squeezed your knees together looking at him almost entirely naked. He moved a piece of hair out of your face looking at you in your vulnerable state.

“You’re beautiful” he smiled, placing a hand on you cheek, “can I kiss you?” You nodded, then felt his lips against yours in a slow kiss. It was just a gentle peck, but it felt good. His lips were soft, they felt nice against yours, and you wanted to kiss them again.

Chan sat back down next to you, and handed you your controller.

Round five you lost, but at this point you didn’t care.

“Your... uh... body suit” he said looking at your figure up and down. This was the very thing you disagreed to at the beginning of this game, but yet again, you never saw yourself kissing Yuchan. Slowly you took off the straps of your lingerie, sliding it down and off your body to reveal your naked chest and nude heat.

“Fuck” Chan growled looking at your boobs. He grabbed your hands to pull you closer to him, till you eventually sat on his lap, straddling him. His hands were soft as they grabbed your boobs, squeezing them softly. His thumb brushed over your nipple, as his lips attached themselves to your collarbone. Your hands found their way to his beautiful black hair, tugging on it gently as you rocked your hips back and forth in his hardened length.

“Fuck” he moaned against your skin, moving his hands from breasts to waist, “I wanna fuck you so bad.”

“I wanna fuck you too” you whispered into his ear, and that was his cue to flip you over. He was now between your legs, and his hand found it’s way to your clit. The pleasure of his fingers against a spot that’s never been touched by anyone but yourself was unbearable. In the moment you had forgotten that you’re supposed to hate Chan, but you just wanted him to love you. His lips were attached to your neck, sucking your skin to leave as many marks as possible. You felt his finger slowly slide inside you, which gave you a sensational feeling throughout you entire body. To add to the pleasure, you rolled your hips to his movements keeping in rhythm with his fingers. His lips moved from your neck down to your thighs, kissing every inch of them, while still keeping his fingers inside you. He slid his tongue between your folds, licking up your clit sending chills through your spine. The mix of his fingers hitting your spot perfectly and his tongue against your sensitive ball.

“Chan... can you just fuck me already” you moaned gripping his hair softly. He didn’t hesitate to pull off his underwear, and slowly slid himself inside you. A loud whine left your lips as he gently pushed in and out of you. His hand found their way to your boobs as he fucked you harder and harder whenever you’d moan louder. You squeezed your eyes shut gripping the side of the couch. You’d never felt any amount of pleasure like this. A knot started building in your core, and you could feel your walls start to tighten around him. His plush lips kissed yours as his hips buckled into your core. Your dug your nails onto his perfect back leaving dark red marks along it.

“Fuck... I’m gonna cum” you moaned, rolling your hips with his to help increase your pleasure.

“Cum for me baby girl” he groaned fucking you as hard as he could. His lips against your neck, his dick sliding against your walls, and his hands on your boobs forced you to release yourself onto him. He hummed pleased with you, and a simple “good job” left his lips. He slowed his pace, riding out his high, pulling out and cumming on your stomach.

Your breath was heavy and your legs ached. When you looked up, you saw Chan slide back on his shorts and walk away. Typical Chan. Of course he’d walk away. But you were wrong, he kneeled next to you with a wet cloth to clean off the cum along your thighs and stomach. He looked so sweet and touched you so gently as he cleaned you up.

“Y/n?” He smiled grabbing his hoodie to put it on for you. You sat up grabbing your jeans to slide them on.

“Yes chan?”

“I like you” his face flushed with red as a smile danced on your lips. You never expected to hear those words from your mouth, and you never expected to be feeling the same thing.

“I like you too!” You smiled, kissing his soft lips once more.

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Slave (M)

Minho (skz)

You were horny, and your boyfriend looked hot. He sat next to you in the theatre, his hand placed softly on your thigh, messaging it with his thumb. You focused on the way his expressions changed at certain parts of the movie, or how his grasp on you would become tight when things got exciting. His legs were widely spread, his body was positioned upwards with powerful posture. His brown hair was pushed slightly back, exposing his forehead, and his beautiful brown eyes collected the light from the screen to look like stars. He would bite his lip from time to time, reminding you that his lips have kissed every inch of you. His phantom lips grazed over your thighs, sending a shock of wetness to your heat. You tightened your thighs together, praying to get some friction while Minho fingers sat between them.

His attention was no longer on the screen, but sat on your thighs pushing themselves together. The way his hand sat so comfortably in between your shaking legs turned you on even more. You longed for his touch. To feel his long slender fingers slowly slide inside of you, but this was neither the time, nor the place. You were slowly becoming a mess. Your desperate need for your boyfriends fingers and the overwhelming wetness that soaked the white lace underwear your boyfriend purchased for you. He was right there. His hands inches from feeling your dripping heat. Oh what he’d do to you if he knew how turned on you were in public.

“Babe... what’s wrong?” He asked, watching and you moved to try and get rid of your discomfort. You shook your head, and leaned into his shoulder placing your head into his neck.

“Nothing, just getting comfy” you smiled placing a few gentle kisses on his neck. Your eyes wondered to his thighs and you thought about how easy it would be to sit on them right now. Straddle his muscles, and fuck yourself of them.

“Fuck” you groaned into his ear as your could barely handle your own arousal. Minho’s eyes never moved the screen as he forcefully pried your thighs open. His hand traveled up your leg, sitting so close to you heat. Without warning, his finger traced the outside of your underwear sending shivers up your spine.

“If you make one peep, I will drag you home and fuck you till you cry.” He groaned, moving aside your underwear. Gently, he slid himself inside you, curling his finger to hit you exactly where you wanted him to.

Your teeth sunk into his shoulder while your hand gripped his arm. He knew how to use his fingers, and he knew how to make you a mess. His finger moved slowly inside you while his eyes stayed glued to the tv. You’d never done anything with him in public, and it made you want him so much more. Slowly, you moved your hips in sync with his fingers while he generously played with your special spot. You knew he wasn’t going to stop until he made you cum, but he also knew how much you moaned when you reached your climax. He wanted you to moan next to his ear, so he could fuck you. And you wanted him to fuck you.

“Minho” You whined next to his ear, “take me home and fuck me”. Your voice had a begging undertone to it, making his master like persona come out.

Minho was a man of his words, so he pulled his fingers out, collected his things, and walked you out of the theatre.

“Beg you peasant” Minho growls as your tears fill the pillow below you. He had yet to let you cum and the more he fucked you, the harder it was to keep your words audible.

“What was that? I can’t hear my little slave”, he moaned, placing a hard hand on your ass.

“Please master” you cried, saliva dripping from your mouth, “please let me cum”. His hips jerked violently into your ass, creating a loud clapping sound. Your legs became sore from his tight trip, while his lips hovered across your shoulders. You squeezed the mattress, digging your nails in as hard as you could. Minho slowed his pace, and with a soft voice said “cum for me slave”. Your cries filled the room while you let yourself finally go. Your legs grew week, and your heart was beating at a million miles a minute. It felt amazing.

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Praise (A)

Junhui (Svt)

Warning: this is kinda a vent because I’m a sad boi.

“Has anyone every told you that you’re perfect?” You asked, drawings circles on your boyfriend’s chest. His hand sat comfortably on your hip, while your leg wrapped around his and your head rested in the crook of his neck. The soft breathing that came from his mouth blew your small hairs gently.

“You think?” He asked quietly, kissing your head, “cause I think you’re perfect”. You turned your head ever so slightly to kiss under his jaw, sliding your hand across his torso. He shifted your body entirely so there was no longer air between you two.

“I’m not perfect” you moaned into his neck, “I’m too ugly for you”. Despite your growing lack of confidence, you continued to kiss your boyfriend, trying your hardest not to break into tears. It was rare for you to put yourself down, but lately, you can’t help but compare yourself to the girls Jun interacts with everyday. The thought of him leaving you for them has crossed your mind before, knowing he wants someone better than you.

“Baby?” He asked, tapping your waist slightly, “where’s this coming from?”

This question was enough to let subtle tears jerk from your eyes. They rolled slowly down your cheek touching Jun’s shoulder softly. The more they flowed, the harder it was to not make your discouragement obvious, until you breathed a little to hard into his ear.

“Babe” has said once more, looking down to know see you completely lost in his neck. You allowed yourself to cry. Huffing air into your lungs when you felt like you couldn’t breath. Jun was quick to react, pulling you on top of him, and sitting up so you we’re now straddling him. “What’s wrong?” He asked with his soft voice, staring at you with his kind eyes. His hands held yours, gently rubbing the flesh between your thumb and forefinger with his own thumb.

“Nothing” you sighed, pulling one hand away to wipe your eyes, “it’s nothing”.

“Is it something I did?” He asked, his usually positive expression fading to something sadder.

“God no!” You cried, cupping his face with your hands, “you didn’t do anything wrong!” With the last little bit of courage, you’re eyes wondered his face, staring at his beautifully sculpted nose and soft eyes, and you fold him.

“Lately I just haven’t been feeling, good enough. I look at the girls you see at your concerts, and the ones you meet at fan signing events, and I just can’t help but think they’re prettier than me. You’re so perfect, and I’m so, ugly” you sighed, hands resting on your lap. Without notice, Jun’s arms wrapped tightly around your vulnerable body. His head rested against your shoulder, kissing you softly.

“Y/n... you’re not ugly. And I’m not perfect, but together, we’re perfect. Without you, I wouldn’t be who I am, and I wouldn’t be as confident as I am. While looking at them, all I can think about is you. You’re beautiful smile, your loving personality, your perfect body. You’re all I ever think about you, and I love you so much” he sobbed next to your ear.

“Jun” You weeped, “I love you too”. Your hands ran through his soft hair, legs straddled his delicate figure, bodies barely allowing air between them.

“Please never compare yourself to anyone else. Y/n, please never change.”

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Switch (M)

Jaemin (Nct)

You cuffed a handful of bubbles in your hand and gently blew on them hitting jaemin in the face.

“Stop” he giggled splashing you with a little bit of water. You were basically curled up in his arms as the hotel bath tub was made to fit one person. His hand tangled in your wet hair, twisting it with his finger tips. You nuzzled your head in his shoulder leaving soft kisses along his neck. “We should probably get your hair washed, it’s getting late” he smiled, moving ever so slightly to kiss your forehead.

You laid yourself down between his legs, looking up at him with kind eyes as he washed the soap out of your hair. His deep brown eyes looked back down at you, wondering the features of your face. He loved the soft brown freckles that covered your chubby cheeks along with your lips that were plumb and perfectly symmetrical. You adored his kind eyes, and button nose that fit beautifully on his face. Everything about him was beautiful, and you loved him more than words could express. His fingers softly ran through your hair as to not pull it because he knew you hated getting your hair pulled. He patted your stomach, signalling you that he was done.

“I love you” he smiled, kissing you once more before helping you out of the bath.

You sat across his lap, arms wrapped around his neck and your head resting on his shoulder. He held onto your hip with one hand, the other sitting between your thighs, and he rested his head on yours. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, exposing his beautiful abs and sculpted arms. In return, you didn’t wear pants, and put on his shirt instead. You’d been contemplating asking to fuck him the entire night, but you weren’t sure how to. Sex wasn’t rare in your relationship, but initiating it was. Neither you or Jaemin knew how to approach it because it made you both awkward.

“Is something wrong?” Jaemin asked moving his hand to your hair.

“No, why do you ask?”

“You’ve been repeatedly sighing for the last few minutes... spit it out.” You huffed, moving your legs so you were now straddling Jaemin.

“I wanna fuck you” You shyly said, “but I want to dom.” He giggled, resting his hands on your hips, gently moving them so you could feel the bulge in his sweatpants.

“I thought you’d never ask” he smiled, kissing your cheek, “but I don’t think I can let you dom.”

“Please baby” you whined, pushing your bottom lip out, “I wanna make you feel good, and pleasure you”. He nodded letting you know he would allow you to. “Just sit back and be a good boy for me” you smirked rolling of his lap and onto your knees in front of him.

You tugged on the hem of his sweatpants, pulling them off to see a tent in his underwear. While kissing up his torso, you palmed him trough his underwear, making sure he was ready for you. Once you’d left a pretty amount of love marks across his stomach, you finally took his length into your hand. With your thumb, you rubbed the little bit of pre cum over his tip, slowly moving your hand down his shaft. Your tongue danced on his red head, flicking it up to receive small moans from him. Meanwhile, your hand twisted the bottom of his shaft jerking him off. You slowly took his cock into your mouth, pressing your tongue against the veins that ran through it. His knuckles grew white from squeezing the couch cushion as a desperate attempt to not grab your hair. Your lips dragged your saliva up his length, looking up at him through your eyelashes. Out of nowhere, he thrusted into you, causing you to gag on him.

“Sorry, it was tempting” he moaned as you pulled your lips off of his cock. You once again ran your hand up and down his shaft, kissing his torso forming a series of purple bruises and your lips moved up to his neck, sucking on his sweet flesh. You straddled him once more, his length pushing against your clothed heat. You began to move your hips, rubbing yourself through your underwear with his cock. Your lips sucked his earlobe, and whispered “I love how desperate you are to touch me” as you trusted into him.

“Fuck y/n” he whined digging his hand into your thighs, “I’m gunna cum and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

“You don’t cum until I tell you to... be a good boy for me and hold it in” you forcefully said, moving your underwear to the side and lowering yourself onto him. You rocked back and forth, gripping his shoulders as you did so. He threw his head back in pleasure, releasing the tight grip he had on your thighs. You quickened your pace knowing it would drive him crazy, and you were correct. His length began to pulse inside you as quiet whimpers left his beautifully spred lips.

“Y/n” his voice was shaky and his face was going red. His hips began to cave in, back arching as he gently rolled his hips into yours. You didn’t give into him and kept pushing him trying your hardest to reach your climax, which you soon did. Your walls began to tighten around him, and that knot of pleasure grew in you stomach.

“Na Jaemin... I need you to cum inside me” you moaned and alas he had his release filling you up with his cum. At this time, you had also pushed your climax, releasing yourself onto his cock. You slowed your pace burying your head into his shoulder. He lifted your up while you wrapped your arms around his waist and he laid your down on the bed. When he pulled out, a trail of his cum followed. He loved how tired you go after sex, and how you would fade in and out of sleep before he could even return to bed.

Jaemin was the king of after care, and grabbed a warm cloth to wipe you down with. He cleared the cum the laid around your opening, and asked if you could push a bit more out so it wouldn’t leak when you were sleeping. His soft hand would massage your hips afterwards, and give you the softest kisses over your entire body. Lastly, he put you in the bed, and cover you with blankets so you could have a cozy rest.

His hand interlocked with yours, he kissed your forehead and laid down next to you, pulling you closer to him.

“I love you princess” he whispered, “and happy anniversary.”

A/N; sorry for being so hecking inactive and sorry for not posting part 4 of misbehaved. I have a lack of inspiration for that story right now, but I’ll hopefully return to it soon! Ily all!

[em1keu]

Misbehaved

Part 3: Stop and Stare

Chanyeol X Baekhyun X Female reader

It was your first day of work.

Chanyeol’s hoodie rested across your folded arms as the elevator descended to the main floor of your apparent. The smile that danced on your lips hid the nervousness that rested within you. You could still smell Baekhyun’s scent against your skin, which mixed beautifully with Chanyeol’s sweet cologne. The sexy fragrance was almost enough to make you wet, knowing exactly what both of them could do to you.

You wondered the halls of sm like a lost dog glancing into every room looking for your saviours. The hallway you were in was filled with dance studios, where idols sat and talked. This lead into a darker lit hallways that seemed like a mile long. It was completely empty with only few doors on each side.

Two voices walked through the air, but not loud enough to make out a sentence. You continued on as their words slowly became understandable, but what you heard wasn’t what you expected. The voices were clearly Chanyeol and Baekhyun’s, but their conversation didn’t sound like something they’d talk about. At first it sounded completely harmful, just Baekhyun giggling, while Chanyeol talked to him in a confident voice.

“You’re so sexy” Chanyeol growled at, who you assumed was Baekhyun, followed by the sound of soft kisses. The voices became louder and a lot clearer to you, finally reaching the room they were placed in. The door lead to an old dance studio that was no longer being used. Baekhyun’s whines filled the space around you, and slowly you opened the slightly ajar door a little more. You had a clear view of Chanyeol’s hands wrapped around Baekhyun’s arms, while he kissed up and down his sculpted torso. Baekhyun’s head was thrown back as he struggled against Chanyeol’s tight grip.

“No baby” Chanyeol whispered, pressing his lips against his sub’s, “no touching”. With one hand, he pushed Baekhyun’s wrists together, and pinned the against the mirror, and with the other, he tugged his belt off his jeans. In one quick movement, he flipped Baekhyun around wrapping his belt tightly around his wrists, which now sat behind his back. “Are you going to be a good little boy, or will I have to punish you”.

Chanyeol’s voice made you wet as you gripped his hoodie. Your hands were shaking, wanting to do something about your throbbing clit. It felt weird seeing Baekhyun surrender like this after he fucked you senseless the day before, but yet, it added to the twisting in your stomach.

“Chanyeol” Baekhyun whined, “can you just fuck me already?”

“Why should I?” Chanyeol growled, tracing Baekhyun’s thighs with his finger. Chanyeol was still fully dressed while Baekhyun was left in only his boxers. He gently bit the fragile skin between his legs, tugging against his underwear. “You need to learn to behave...” he huffed slapping Baekhyun’s ass. “Now, be a good little prince and suck my dick.

Baekhyun obeyed, falling onto his knees. Chanyeol aggressively pushed Baekhyun’s mouth around his cock, forcing him to move up and down. You tried not to make a sound while your fingers made their way to your heat, moving around the wetness of your lady parts.

“Fuck Baek... I forgot how good you were at this” Baekhyun’s speed quickened, while Chanyeol’s hands danced in his hair, becoming a moaning mess. Before Chanyeol could began to edge, he pulled away, moving onto his knees to kiss the pre cum off Baekhyun’s lips. His hands wrapped around Baekhyun’s cock, slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft. He moaned against Chanyeol’s lips, struggling with his hands behind his back.

“Can you lay on your back for me?” Chanyeol asked, softly rubbing Baekhyun’s nipples whiling kneeling in front of him. Baekhyun giggled, leaning against the mirror. Chanyeol kissed his neck, reaching back to untie the belt around Baekhyun’s wrist. He seemed eager to use his hands once again, but was stopped by Chanyeol.

“I said no touching” Chanyeol’s voice was so soft but stern at the same time, and it made Baekhyun listen. He whimpered against Chanyeol’s shoulder, as Chanyeol slowly slid a finger into Baekhyun’s ass. His fingers gripped tightly onto the hem of Chanyeol’s shirt, groaning even louder.

“Daddy’s little boy is so tight” he smirked, moving his finger faster, “you need to be fucked more often”. While he added more fingers into Baekhyun’s butt, he rubbed his dick making Baekhyun squirm intensely under his touch. Chanyeol had complete control over him and wanted him to have the same control over you. Baekhyun’s moans were loud, but that didn’t stop Chanyeol from going harder, if anything, it made his hands quicken. His hand soon became covered with a white substance, which he made Baekhyun lick off.

“Fuck” Chanyeol groaned, pulling of his pants, “I wanna fuck that tight ass”.

Chanyeol slowly slid himself inside of Baekhyun, but quickly sped up, fucking into him as hard as possible. Loud claps arose from the room, echoing throughout the empty halls, followed by aggressive moans.

More voices flooded the hallway, making you panic, shutting the door so they were muffled. You stood up fixing your skirt, and placing Chanyeol’s hoodie over your arms once again. The moans stopped, and you hurried away before any of them could come out of the room.

-

“Y/n!” Baekhyun called walking up to you, “how’s your first day going so far?” You felt your face fade to a light pink, flustered by what you saw hours earlier.

“It’s been okay! But have you seen Chanyeol?”

“Uhm why?”

“I have something for him” you smiled grabbing his hoodie from behind your desk.

“Oh okay... I’ll take you to him I guess” Baekhyun sighed looking obviously upset. You walked slightly behind him, staring at his butt that was clothed by tight black jeans. His hands looked so pretty against his side, and his hair bounced up and down.

“I thought you didn’t like Chanyeol” you stuttered, holding his warm hoodie close to your chest.

“Why would you say that?”

“You called him an asshole the other day... so I just assumed.”

“Ya, he’s an asshole, a really big dick” Baekhyun chuckled, opening the elevator door for you.

“You seem pretty close”. Baekhyun stopped, leaning against the railing of the elevator staring at you.

“Did you... see something you weren’t supposed to?” He asked walking towards you, “or, tell him about our little... meeting yesterday?” This was the Baekhyun you knew, the one that pinned you against the wall, and would fuck the shit out of you if he didn’t risk getting caught.

“No... of course not”. You avoided eye contact with him, as his hand gently gripped your wrist, then soon pulled Chanyeol’s hoodie out of your arms.

“Meet me by at the bar on 38th street at 9 tonight. I’ll be giving this to Chanyeol, don’t be late” he snarled, kissing your cheek softly. You watched as he walked out, and the doors shut behind him.

-

Chanyeol sat on the couch in studio 109, watching videos of his phone. His right leg was resting on top of his left one while the song he wrote played throughout the room. Baekhyun stood in the doorway, staring at the beauty he possessed with the brightest smile on his face. When Chanyeol eventually noticed him, he began walking into the room to sit with Chanyeol. He uncrossed his leg, allowing Baekhyun to straddle him.

“Hi baby” Baekhyun smiled, setting Chanyeol’s hoodie next to them, “can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead” Chanyeol smirked, fidgeting with the buttons on Baek’s shirt.

“Did you fuck y/n?” This question caught him off guard, but just made him giggle.

“Of course I didn’t...” he smiled kissing Baekhyun’s cheeks, “she wouldn’t let me.” His fingers unbuttoned his first few buttons, allowing him to gently rub Baekhyun’s nipples. “But don’t act so innocent, it’s obvious you fucked her, those bruises made it very obvious.”

Baekhyun sighed, kissing Chanyeol one last time and getting off his lap.

“I’ll let you fuck her tonight, just meet me at the bar on 38th street at 9” and Baekhyun walked away leaving Chanyeol with a hard on.

A/N: I’m so sorry for taking so long to get this out! I had 0 inspiration to write till today and I hope you guys enjoy it!

[em1keu]

Misbehaved

Part 2 - The Coffee Shop On 40th Ave

Chanyeol X Baekhyun X Female Reader

(Art by unknown)

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Your hand softly wrapped around what felt like a body, nuzzling your head into his warm shoulder, feeling his hands trace up your leg. He gently drew circles against your hips, while his other hand softly tangled in your hair. You winced at the feeling of his cold hand against your skin, giving you a delightful squeeze.

Your eyes fluttered open, noticing the sweet scent of the man you were with. Confusion flouded your mind, knowing damn well there wasn’t supposed to be someone else on that bed with you. Quickly, you pushed yourself upwards, straddling his waist.

Chanyeol started back at you, with a slight smirk on his face, interlocking his fingers at his chest. Your eyes moved from his, noticing you were in only a bra and the thong you had been wearing all day. Your body covered in slight bruises from Baekhyun’s aggressive hands and curious lips.

“Fuck” you yelled, quickly pulling the covers over your body, just to receive more giggles from him.

“Don’t worry... I’ve already seen everything” Chanyeol smiled, moving his hands up your thighs, “and I’m very curious about all those little marks.”

-

Park Chanyeol.

You couldn’t get his name out of your head, or the way his eyes looked so soft and warm.

How could he be an asshole?

Was Baekhyun just trying to keep you away from him?

You hit your head on the window when the bus hit a bump, causing you to wake up instantly. It’s been the longest day of your life, and you accidentally dozed off on your bus ride home. You didn’t have a car, because you didn’t have money, and you lived in the part of the city that wasn’t necessarily the nicest, in a small apartment. This job was important to you, getting it would mean you get to upgrade your life. You moved to Korea for a fresh start, to get away from ex boyfriends, and the rush of where you previously lived, but most of all, your parents. Sure you loved them, but they were never the most supportive, nor did they approve of your choices. At nineteen, two weeks in, you dropped out of college, you never partied, and had the same boyfriend for five years before you found out he was cheating on you for two of those years. By the time you were twenty three, you were ready to leave. Get away from the pain that your previous town brought you. You just wanted to feel happy, and free.

You tried your hardest to remember the night you met Baekhyun, but everything was coming to a blank. The club wasn’t a place you’d normally be, but you remember going, just not him.

Were you really that drunk?

And were you really trying to fuck him?

Your thoughts distracted you, resulting in missing your stop. Frustrated, you got off at the next one, walking a mile to your apartment, in heels and ripped tights. It was cold, and of course you had no jacket. The time ranged around 7:30pm, and you passed a local coffee shop, stopping in to warm up a bit.

It was pretty empty, except you and two other men. There was something so familiar about them, but you couldn’t quite figure in out. You walked up to the counter, waiting patiently for the barista to ask for your order.

You looked over to see Chanyeol talking to another guy, who also worked at sm, who you assumed was his band mate.

“Y/n, right?” He asked walking over to you with a coffee in hand.

“Yup, and you’re Chanyeol?” You asked, knowing damn well that was his name. The same name that’s been on your mind since the morning. He nodded in approval, taking a drink of your coffee.

“Can I take your order?” The tired barista asked, taping her small screen.

“Uhm, I’ll just have a white hot chocolate” you smiled, grabbing your backpack, and pulling out your wallet.

“I’ll pay for it” Chanyeol interrupted handing her a 5 dollar bill, “my treat!”

You smiled kindly, the moment being interrupted by Chanyeol’s friend, telling him that he’ll see him back at the dorm. Chanyeol responded with something along the lines of “yup, see ya later Sehun!”.

He gestured you to a seat, which you sat in, softly sipping on your hot chocolate. You could feel his burning gaze on you skin, as awkwardness hung in the air. His arms were folded as he leaned forwards on the table, only taking a drink every few minutes. The way he was dressed was a lot more casual and laid back then earlier, being a hoodie and sweatpants.

You’re conversations

“So, what brings you to this side of town?” He finally spoke, once again taking a sip of his coffee.

“Well, I was distracted and missed my stop, and the next one was about a block away from here.” You explained,

“How far do you live from here?”

“About a mile” this made his expression change, almost choking on his coffee.

“You’re walking a mile... in that? Aren’t you cold?” You refused, keeping a smile on your face, “I’m fine!”

“Here... have my sweater”,

“What? No, Chanyeol I’m not taking your sweater.” But he was naive and persistent, not taking no for an answer. Eventually, you gave in, taking the black oversized hoodie from him. You continued talking, and this man was in no way an asshole. He made you laugh and smile, and continuous told you jokes. You were in the cafe till about 8:30, when you finally got kicked out by the employee.

“I should probably get going... my apartment building’s like another fourty five minute walk from here” you started, only to receive a quick no from Chanyeol.

“It’s late... and I don’t want you to be out too late... there a hotel just down the street, let me buy you a room, it’s safer than walking the backstreets of Seoul.” He insisted, basically forcing you to go along with him.

“Seriously cha-“

“No... I’m buying you a hotel room, end of question. I don’t want you to get hurt.” His eyes stared deep into your, making you finally give into his kind heart.

A few minutes passed of walking, before entering the lobby of the fancy hotel. You were shy and quiet while he threw away his money on you, feeling bad that he was treating you like royalty. In this moment, you were his queen, and he was your king.

“Okay room A-40, have a good rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow” he smiled handing you the key card.

“No... you’re staying with me. It’s late and could be dangerous... don’t want you getting hurt” you mocked, grabbing his wrist. He stared at you with the same eyes he had wooed you with so many times that night, which made you puff out your bottom lip. Your pulled on his arm in a childish way, tugging on his long sleeve shirt.

“Please Chanyeolie” you begged, but your childish act soon came to an end when he pushed his lips against yours.

His lips were kissing those that have already kissed another man today, and those words “dirty little slut” rang through your head, making you pull away quickly.

“Let’s go to our room” you smiled, pulling his with you. Through the empty hallway, silence circulated, as you an Chanyeol walked through the hall. You were a few feet ahead of him, scanning for your room number. It felt awkward and seemed like there was uncomfortable tension between you both.

“Listen y/n” Chanyeol said behind you, “I’m sorry... it felt right in the moment, but now I realize, it wasn’t a good idea.” You slowed down, stopping outside your door. For a few seconds, you contemplated saying something, but your decided not to, and entered your room.

He followed, immediately walking into the bathroom, “I’m gonna shower, see you in a bit” he whispered.

It almost felt like he intentionally left the door open, allowing your imagination to run wild, and trust me when I say your imagination was out of this world. You watched as the steam slowly crept through the slightly ajar door, slowly crawling towards you.

“Fuck it” you said quickly pulling off your outer layer, leaving a trail of clothes behind you. You engulfed yourself into the steam, seeing a silhouette of the man that has made you so curious all day. When you drew back the curtain, you saw water dripping down Chanyeol beautiful black hair, and down his structured body.

“Mind if I join you?” You asked, stepping in with him catching his attention, letting him nod, staring at you with his soft eyes.

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A/n: I’m sorry this took so long to come out. I’ve been in a really bad writers block for the last few weeks and I haven’t really been in the mood to write all that much. I hope you guys like this though!

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Hello! Peach here! I just wanted to really quickly say thank you for 100 followers. I’m extremely sorry about my lack of activity on this account... I’m in a bad writers block right now, and my schedules been pretty busy.

Part two will be up hopefully tomorrow night... I’m almost done it, and then I just need to go through and edit it.

Once again, thank you so much for one hundo, and I hope you all aren’t too mad about my uploading schedule. Ily stay peachy, bye!

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Misbehaved

Part 1 ~ You talk to much

Chanyeol x Baekhyun x female reader

Warning: contains smut

(art by unknown)

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Job interviews were the bane of your existence. Putting so much effort into making someone like you was never your forte. You've only had one other job in the few months of living in Seoul; a dishwasher for the sushi place down the street from you. That was, until you slipped on the soapy water from your overflowing sink, ending in you dropping two plates and a glass. Your boss and the other workers weren't too impressed with you in that moment, and out of frustration, you were fired. As much as you hated talking to people, you needed a job.

You were in theatre for 3 years of your life, and you were decently good at singing, so you decided to apply at an entertainment company. Since you were a foreigner, you had to apply for either a makeup artist or camera man, which didn’t bother you. A job was a job.

First impressions were important, so you tried your hardest to look your nicest. You put wore a burgundy skirt that hit mid thigh, with black thighs, black heels, and for a top, you paired it with a black long sleeve shirt.

Anxiously, you sat in the lobby of the building while the office lady stared at you. The popping of her gum echoed through the empty floor space filled with only chairs and plants. Through her raspy and grumpy voice, she picked up the phone, talking with what seemed to be her boss.

“Yes sir!” She somehow, joyfully said, then set the phone back in its place, “I’ll take you too see Baekhyun now. Come with me please”. You nodded, following quickly behind her.

“So is Baekhyun the owner or-“

“Oh no sweetie, he just fills in when Soo-man is busy. Like today. Don’t worry... he won’t bite”.

You just smiled, as she escorted you into an elevator taking you to second to top floor.

“Walk to the end of the hall, make a right, his room is the 3rd on the left. Good luck!” She smirked as the elevator shut behind you. Awkwardly, you walked through the seemingly empty floor, with only the sound of your heels taping to be heard. Following her instructions, it brought you to a door with a piece of paper stating “please knock before entering” taped to it. You let your knuckles gently tap, before hearing a soft voice yell “come in” from the other side.

“H-hello?” You stutter, as you slowly opened the door, “I’m here for the interview.”

“Yes! Y/n! Come in please don’t be shy! I promise I don’t bite... sometimes.” Baekhyun smiled when your eyes met his. “Please sit! We have a lot to talk about.” The door flung shut behind you, but your presided to walk over to the empty chair placed directly across from him.

The room was dimly lit, with soft piano playing in the back, it seemed to be some sort of recording room that was currently being used as an office. The table Baekhyun at had 2 candles, one on both side of the table, and a vase of flowers next to a small stack of spreadsheets. Shyly, you pulled out the chair placed directly next to him, his eyes locked on you the entire time.

“Do you think that outfit is suitable for an interview?” This question caught you off guard making you stumble your words. You fiddled with your fingers in your lap, constructing the perfect sentence in your head.

“Well, Uhm, I thought it was nice” you mumbled under your breath, dropping your head to stare at the papers positioned to the right of his hands.

He used his pen to lift your chin, forcing his eyes to meet yours, drawing a small smirk on his face. “Don’t you think it’s a little” he shifted his eyes down, and immediately back up to yours, “distracting?”

You’re ears and cheeks, flushed with red, heating up. You stuttered, flustered by his question, trying your best to maintain eye contact.

“I’m only kidding...” he giggled, placing his hands together, “now to the actual questions. Do you have any previous experiences in the makeup industry?”

“Not really, I used to be in theatre camp was I was 17, and did some makeup but, not a lot. But I do my makeup, basically everyday, I wouldn’t say I’m great at it, but I know what’s what!” You has a tendency for rambling, because you could never say exactly what you wanted to say.

“I see...” he smiled, “you don’t need to be nervous.”

“I’m sorry” you stuttered, watching him as he walked over to you. His eyes felt hot on your body, as they scanned every inch of you. He place himself directly in front of you, leaning on his desk. Everything about him became so much more distinctive, the way his light red hair flipped nicely to one side, and his smirk, that made your stomach twist. His arms were crossed, and his eyes ate away at your shy figure.

“You know,” he started, grabbing one of the candles, blowing it out, “you talk too much”. You dropped your head at his words, only to have it instantly looking back up at him. “It’s very rude to not look at someone while they’re taking to you” he angrily said, grabbing the other candle, blowing it out.

“I’m sorry, Baekhyun” you stuttered, meeting your eyes with him, to see a smile dancing on his lips.

“It’s so hot to hear you say my name” his hand slowly rubbed your knee, moving upwards on your thigh, “I wanna hear you say it again.”

Your face was instantly red, as your breathing became heavier, “Baekhyun”. His lips instantly pressed against yours, biting your lip as he deepened the kiss, pulling you upwards. You sunk between his legs, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands moved from your waist, to the back of your knees, pulling you up onto his lap. This was wrong. You knew it was wrong, but boy did it feel right. His hands, pushing your hips back and forth, making you grind against him. That felt right.

“Let’s take this skirt off” he grumpled against your lips, aggressively pulling on the waist band of your skirt. His hands drifted up your shirt, pulling it off, removing his lips from yours, now attaching them to your exposed breast. His hands new exactly where to go, and his movements made you quietly moan next to his ear, making a bulge grow against your heat. Without warning, he flipped you over, bending you over his desk. His hand squeezed your ass aggressively, before ripping oven your tights.

“Aweh, Baby” he growled moving his hand over your womanhood, “you wore a thong for me.” He moved it over slightly, feeling between your folds. “You’re dripping at my touch”, he whispered, kissing your shoulders, “you naughty little slut, we’ve only just met”. A sudden jolt of painful pleasure filled your body as he slowly slid one finger inside you, moving it ever so slowly.

“Baekhyun” you moaned into the table, gripping the side of it, as something to hold on to.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” He moaned, “fuck you like the dirty slut you are.”

“Please Baekhyun” the fire was growing in your stomach as it began to twist, “just fuck me already”. He stopped, kissing up your spine and then towards your neck, biting you however he wishes.

“Why should I? You’ve been a bad girl.” His hands gripped your hips, dry humping you softly, “and you know what happens to bad girls?” Roughly, he trusted into you one last time, before you once again felt his hand against your ass. “Bad girls get spanked” his hand hit your ass, making your hip bones bang hardly against the table, “that’s for wearing a distracting outfit”, he slapped you again, “that’s for moaning my name” he once again hit the red stained cheek, “and that’s for making me wanna fuck you.” You groaned at the increasing pain on your hips, mixed with the stinging of your ass. “I’d make you suck my dick, but I just wanna feel you around me”, he sounded frustrated, meanwhile the sound of a belt unbuckling rang through the studio.

With one last breath, he slowly slid himself inside you, gripping your hip with one hand and your ass with his other one. He jerked hard inside of you, causing you to painfully hit against the table. His pace quickened, as his need for you increased.

“You look so hot bent over like this” you noticed his hand beginning to tangle its self in your hair. Heavy groans came from Baekhyun, the harder and faster he pushed into you. He was feeding the fire, as it increased pleasurably fast, making your walls tighten around him. Your stomach was twisting in circles and the quietist moans left your mouth.

“Baekhyun... I’m gonna cum” you whined, biting your hand. Slowly, he began pounding inside you again, pulling out, then slamming back in.

“Then cum for me” his voice was raspy, and tired, his sweaty hands moved up your sweaty body. His length hitting your core perfectly made you knees buckle releasing yourself over a man you’ve only known for an hour.

“Good girl, but we’re not done yet” he said nearly out of breath, “you’re not the only one who gets to cum”. Again, he slammed himself into you, speeding up at an almost painful pace. The fire wasn’t going away, only building your need to cum again, the harder your hips hit the desk. It seemed like hours of you being forced into this pleasurable pain, but it was only minutes before Baekhyun had pulled out, cumming on your back. He gently slapped your ass, before helping you stand up. He reached into his jacket that was draped over his chair to pull out a wet wipe.

“Sorry about that!” He smiled, dragging it down your spine, “I got a little carried away”, a small giggle left his mouth, “and I’ll buy you a new pair of tights”.

“It’s fine... I liked it” you whispered, holding yourself up with the last bit of strength you had left. He helped you get dressed again, making sure your skirt covered up the rip in your butt.

“I’ll show you around the building! Come with me” he held out his hand for you, which you proceeded to grab.

The silence that hung in the air was soon broken by him laughing slightly, “I remember you... so clearly, I’m sure you don’t have the slightest clue who I am, you were pretty drunk.”

“I beg your pardon” you said, looking over at him, with a smile on his face.

“We met at a bar a few months ago, I bought you a few drinks, you wanted to have sex with me then, almost did, but I had to leave due to a problem at the company. I’ve been trying to figure out where I’d be able to see you again since then, and when I heard you were applying here, I was so excited. That night, you may have been drunk, but you showed me the most attention I have received from a girl, and there was something about you that made me like you.”

Before you could say anything else, the elevator dinged, opening the door to see a tall, black haired man standing there. He had big hands, and broad shoulders, that connected to muscly arms. His body was well proportioned, and his eyes were so beautiful, they suit the rest of his face.

“Hey, Baekhyun, make sure you get those spreadsheets done!” You’re eyes met with his, as you stood staring at him for a few seconds too long, but he stared back at you.

“Ya of course!” Baekhyun scoffed back, continued to walk. You stumbled over your feet, not breaking your gaze. “Y/n, come on, let’s go” he called, making you step out of your trance. Shyly, you ran over to him, rewalking next to him.

“Who was that?” You asked, still feeling his eyes on you.

“Park Chanyeol, he’s an asshole.”