#🎐⏜ ۫ .𝜗𝜚 atzaurora

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒮𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅.﹙엔하이픈﹚(0.7k)

𖥔 fem!reader x enhypen (hyung line) ; dating ⸼જ Their reaction to finding you asleep on the couch... ➤ reaction (fluff) .ᐟ.ᐟ >none< .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ only wrote for hyung line today, lmk if I should do the rest as well!! and I've been really into Enhypen lately so I'll try writing more for them as well (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]! ; [𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here! ; [about me] + [guidelines]!

[˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗] lee heeseung

His heart melted at the peaceful expression on your face, the slight rise and fall of your chest as you breathed softly. He smiled to himself, moving quietly so as not to wake you. The sight of you so calm and content tugged at his heartstrings, and he knelt down beside you, gently brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "You must’ve been waiting for me, huh?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. Heeseung admired you for a few moments, his gaze soft and affectionate. Instead of waking you, he decided to join you. Slipping onto the couch beside you, he carefully pulled the blanket over both of you and wrapped an arm around your waist, settling in close. You instinctively snuggled into him, and Heeseung chuckled under his breath, his heart fluttering at how perfectly you fit together. “Good night, love,” he murmured before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, content to hold you close for the rest of the night. ── ࣪˖ OTHER MEMBERS BELOW

[˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗] park jongseong

His expression softened immediately, taking in the way your face looked so peaceful, your lips slightly parted as you breathed evenly. Jay shook his head with a small smile, thinking about how you always tried to wait up for him. “You didn’t have to push yourself, silly,” he mumbled, his voice filled with affection. Without a second thought, he grabbed a nearby throw blanket, tucking it around you to make sure you were warm. Jay then sat down on the floor beside the couch, his back leaning against it, just so he could be close to you. He watched you for a moment, his heart swelling with warmth, before he reached up to lightly trace his fingers along your hand that was peeking out from under the blanket. “Sweet dreams, jagiya,” Jay whispered, leaning down to kiss your knuckles softly.

[˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗] sim jaeyun

His heart fluttered at how peaceful you looked, the stress of the day clearly melting away from your features. Trying his best not to wake you, Jake moved closer, crouching down beside the couch to take in the adorable scene. He noticed how your hair had fallen into your face and, without thinking, gently brushed it aside, his fingers grazing your cheek softly. A small smile crept onto his lips as he watched your slow, steady breathing. “She’s so cute,” he whispered to himself, resisting the urge to laugh at how his heart raced just by watching you sleep. Jake carefully adjusted the blanket that had slipped off your shoulders, tucking it around you to make sure you stayed warm. Then, with one last glance at your peaceful form, he decided not to disturb you. Instead, he turned off the TV and quietly settled into the armchair nearby, content to watch over you for a little longer.

[˗ˏˋ ✧ ´ˎ˗] park sunghoon

He chuckled softly at the sight, amused by the way you had clearly tried to stay up waiting for him but lost the battle to sleep. Moving closer, he knelt down beside you, examining your peaceful expression. His sharp features softened as he gazed at you, the corners of his mouth lifting into a gentle smile. "You must've been tired," he whispered under his breath. Not wanting to disturb you, Sunghoon carefully lifted the book from your chest, marking the page you had been reading. As he stood up, he hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should wake you up or let you rest. Ultimately, the sight of you looking so comfortable won him over. Grabbing a spare blanket from the nearby chair, Sunghoon draped it over you. He paused for a moment, then, on an impulse, gently pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. His hands lingered for just a second longer before he pulled back, slightly embarrassed by his own action. With a small, satisfied sigh, he whispered, "Goodnight, angel," before turning off the lights and heading toward the bedroom.

[atzaurora]

so....I just saw this video and thought I might share cuz OMG ARE WE SEEING HOW HONGJOONG THRUSTS?!

this is exactly how he'd be fucking up into your pussy I just know it

and he'd be hitting your good spot every. single. time. 🛐🙏🏻

(also Yunho holding the glove with his mouth oh my lord)

[atzaurora]

first… I love your writing so much ^^♡ ♡ ♡ u always have me kicking my feet and giggling

request: i cannot get out of my mind husband!mingi (w a nastyyyy breeding kink) sending the kids away for the weekend and now that you have alone time, him begging and begginggg to fill you up again and have another one of his babies ;; he’s been extra lovey and kissy and touchy on you and lately it’s been especially hard to keep yourself off him and so you take him up on his offer and you fuck like rabbits to make a new baby (/-\)

thankuuu <3

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] seed of affection

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: Mingi

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem!wife!mom!reader x husband!dad!mingi

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: imagine (smut)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: married

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: 18+/smut/suggestive content, breeding kink, unprotected sex, oral sex, manual stimulation, slight overstimulation

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Sending the kids away and having the house all to themselves...Mingi can't resist his desire of putting another baby in her...

➤ 𝒘/𝒄: 2.3k

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: Thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoy my work :33 loved writing this one a lot so I hope you like it as well! enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

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[about me] + [guidelines]!

Mingi watched as the car pulled away, carrying your kids off for a weekend adventure at their grandparents’. The excitement of having a few days of uninterrupted time together buzzed between you and your husband, a rare and precious opportunity in the midst of your busy lives. A smile tugged at the corners of Mingi’s mouth as he turned back to you, his eyes darkening with a hunger that had been building for weeks. It had been obvious in the way he sought your touch constantly—resting his hand on your thigh, holding your hand at every opportunity, and stealing kisses whenever he could.

As if unable to resist, Mingi’s hand found yours, his fingers interlocking with yours in a silent declaration of intent. The living room was a mess, strewn with half-packed bags and toys scattered about, remnants of your children’s presence. But none of that mattered now. All that existed was the delicious anticipation crackling in the air between you and him, a tension that had been simmering for far too long.

Without a word, you both moved toward the bedroom, the familiar path feeling charged with new possibilities. The moment you stepped inside, Mingi couldn’t hold back any longer. He pinned you against the wall, his mouth claiming yours in a fiery kiss that sent shockwaves of desire through your body. His hands roamed over your curves with a familiarity that was both comforting and thrilling, each touch sending your pulse racing. You could feel his hardness pressing insistently against your stomach, a silent plea growing more insistent with every second that passed.

Between heated kisses, Mingi’s voice was a low murmur in your ear, sweet nothings mixed with the raggedness of his breath. His fingers worked deftly on the buttons of your blouse, each one undone with a reverence that made your heart flutter. As the fabric slipped from your shoulders and fell to the floor, he paused to drink in the sight of you. His gaze lingered on the swell of your breasts, the gentle curve of your waist, and the desire in his eyes was unmistakable.

"You’re so beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion and need. "I want to fill you up. I want to put another baby inside you."

The thought sent a shiver down your spine, the idea of carrying another piece of him within you, growing closer with every breath, was intoxicating. You looked up at him and nodded, your eyes reflecting the depth of your agreement, unable to find words for the feelings surging through you. With a soft groan, he lifted you into his arms, carrying you to the bed with the care of a man who knew exactly how to cherish his most precious treasure.

As he laid you down, the mattress dipped beneath your weight, its softness enveloping you like a lover’s embrace. Mingi hovered over you, his eyes locked onto yours as he removed the last barriers between you. His kisses grew more urgent, his touch more demanding, yet still filled with the love that had always been the foundation of your relationship.

His hands slid down to your thighs, pushing them apart with a gentle force that made your breath hitch. His fingers traced the delicate lace of your underwear, teasing you with light touches before finally sliding the fabric off, revealing your slick, waiting folds. He groaned against your neck, his breath hot and ragged as he took in the sight of you laid bare before him.

"You're perfect," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a thrill through your entire body. He began kissing a path down your stomach, his lips brushing over your skin in a way that made you squirm with anticipation. His breath was warm and damp against your inner thighs, heightening the tension that was already winding tight within you.

You reached for his belt, eager to return the favor, your hands trembling slightly as you unbuckled it. With a quick tug, his pants fell to the floor, and his erection sprang free, thick and hard. Wrapping your hand around him, you felt him pulse in your grip, his eyes closing briefly before snapping back to yours, a silent challenge that made your heart race.

Mingi settled between your legs, his mouth tracing a line of kisses from your navel down to your inner thigh. His breath hovered over your core, the anticipation nearly unbearable. When his tongue finally met your clit, you gasped, your back arching off the bed as pleasure flooded your senses. He took his time, savoring every taste, every reaction, his movements slow and deliberate, each stroke bringing you closer to the edge.

With a growl of satisfaction, he slid two fingers inside you, curling them just so to hit that spot that made you see stars. You bit down on your bottom lip to keep from crying out, your eyes squeezed shut as you focused on the sensations building within you. His thumb circled your clit, applying just enough pressure to send you spiraling over the edge. Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, leaving you breathless and trembling beneath him.

But Mingi wasn’t finished. He kissed his way back up your body, leaving a trail of hickeys along your neck and chest, each one a claim, a reminder of this moment. When he reached your mouth, he claimed it again, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his fingers as they moved within you, driving you wild with need. You could feel the urgency of his desire, his erection pressing insistently against your thigh.

With a wicked grin, he pulled his fingers out and brought them to his mouth, tasting you with a hum of approval. "So sweet," he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours. He positioned himself at your entrance, his cock slick with your arousal. With one deep, slow thrust, he filled you completely, making you gasp at the sudden fullness.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he began to move. Each stroke was deep and deliberate, his hips rolling in a rhythm that had you panting and moaning his name. His eyes never wavered from yours, the intensity of his gaze sending bolts of pleasure through your body. You could feel another climax building within you, your muscles tightening around him, pulling him deeper.

Mingi leaned down, capturing your mouth in a kiss that was as possessive as it was loving. His hand found your breast, his thumb teasing your nipple into a tight peak as he continued to thrust into you. "You’re going to take every drop," he whispered, his voice a dark promise that sent shivers down your spine. "I’m going to fill you up and make sure you carry my baby."

His words pushed you closer to the brink, the idea of him filling you, of creating another life together, sending you spiraling into another orgasm. You shattered beneath him, your walls clenching around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, leaving you breathless.

Mingi’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more urgent, his grip on your hips tightening as he chased his own release. "That’s it, baby," he groaned, his voice thick with emotion. "Gonna fill you up nicely, alright?" He thrusted into you one last time, his cock twitching as his orgasm hit, his cum spilling inside you with a low, guttural moan. "Oh, fuck, there we go, angel," he whimpered, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

As the intensity of the moment began to fade, Mingi slowly pulled out, his eyes never leaving yours. But instead of collapsing beside you, he flipped you over gently, guiding you onto all fours. His hand caressed your cheek, urging you to look back at him. "I’m not done with you yet," he said, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

He entered you again, his cum still inside you, and pushed it back in with each thrust. His grip on your hips was firm, his pace unrelenting as he drove into you from behind. The new angle heightened the sensation, each thrust deeper and more intense, sending you climbing toward another peak.

His hand slid around to your front, his fingers finding your clit once more. He worked it with the same skill that had brought you to the edge before, each touch pushing you closer to another climax. "You’re so tight," he groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "So wet for me." His praises fueled your desire, making you push back against him, eager for more.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by your moans and his grunts of pleasure. The pressure within you built rapidly, and as he pounded into you, the warmth of his seed filling you again sent you spiraling over the edge once more. Your body shuddered with the force of your release, and you collapsed onto the bed, spent but utterly satisfied.

Mingi lowered himself next to you, his arms wrapping around you and pulling you close. He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, his breath warm against your skin. "I love you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that reverberated through you.

You nestled into his embrace, the feeling of the stickiness between your legs a reminder of the passion you had just shared. "I love you too," you replied, your voice soft, filled with the same depth of emotion that you saw reflected in his eyes.

Mingi’s hands continued to roam over your body, his touch feather-light as he traced the contours of your curves. His thumb brushed over your clit, still sensitive from your recent orgasms, and you jumped slightly, gasping at the sudden spark of pleasure. He chuckled, his breath warm against your neck, and kissed you gently. "I can’t get enough of you," Mingi whispered against your skin, his voice filled with adoration and a lingering hunger that made your heart race. "Your taste, your scent, the way you feel around me—everything about you drives me wild."

A playful smile tugged at your lips as you looked up at him, your eyes gleaming with mischief. "Then take me again," you dared, your voice dropping to a seductive purr, challenging him with the depth of your desire.

Mingi’s eyes darkened with renewed intensity, the playful grin on his face replaced by a look of sheer determination. He didn’t need any more encouragement. He kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth with a hunger that matched your own. As he devoured your lips, his hand slid down to grasp his still-hard cock, guiding it back to your entrance.

With one smooth motion, he pushed back inside you, his thick length filling you completely once more. This time, the pace was slower, more intimate. Mingi moved with deliberate care, each thrust deep and measured, his gaze never leaving yours as he sought to connect with you on every possible level. His eyes searched yours, watching as your pupils dilated with pleasure, as your breath hitched with every movement.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, your bodies pressed so tightly together that you could feel the steady beat of his heart against your chest. Your hands roamed over his back, tracing the lines of his muscles, feeling the way they flexed beneath your fingertips with each thrust. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him even deeper, making him drive his cock into you with an intensity that sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through your body.

"Mhm, right there," you moaned, your mouth falling open as he found your sweet spot again, hitting it with perfect precision. The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure building rapidly as his hips rocked against yours in a rhythm that made you see stars.

The tension within you grew, winding tighter and tighter until it felt like a coil ready to snap. Mingi’s movements became more urgent, his breath ragged as he felt you tighten around him, your body reacting to his every touch. He leaned down, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue mimicking the movements of his cock, driving you both closer to the edge.

"You’re going to take my cum, okay?" Mingi growled, his voice rough with need, his words sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. "Be my good girl and let me fill you up again."

His words were your undoing. The tight coil of pleasure within you snapped, and you came with a low moan, your body convulsing around his cock, pulling him deeper as your orgasm washed over you in powerful waves. Your nails dug into his back, clinging to him as you rode out the intense pleasure, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

Mingi followed soon after, his own release a hot rush that filled you to the brim. He thrusted into you one last time, his body tensing as he spilled his seed deep inside you, his grip on your hips tightening as he let out a guttural moan of satisfaction. The feeling of his warmth spreading through you was intoxicating, leaving you both breathless and sated.

He collapsed onto you, his weight a comforting presence as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. "I love you," he murmured, his voice a soft whisper that reverberated through your soul, filled with a tenderness that made your heart swell with love.

You looked up at him, your eyes shining with the same adoration. "I love you too," you replied, your voice barely more than a whisper, the words heavy with meaning.

Mingi smiled down at you, his fingers gently grazing over your stomach as he spoke again, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and longing. "I can’t wait to see your tummy growing again, my love," he whispered, his eyes reflecting the depth of his desire to see you carry another piece of him within you.

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥱz 𝗍ᥱ᥊𝗍 mᥱssᥲgᥱs

asking them if you are breedable

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: ot8

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem!reader x ateez (individual)

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: text messages (suggestive?, crack)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: dating

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: bad humour, kinda suggestive, kys joke

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Y/N texting her boyfriend and asking if she's breedable...

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: sooo...I had this idea at like 3am that's also probably why it's so unfunny :')

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]!

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[about me] + [guidelines]!

[atzaurora]

heyy! i really love your writings i was wondering if you could do a fwb!mingi x reader x roommate!seonghwa fic!! theyre all college students and mingi secretely sneaks into reader's dorm to fuck her everytime seonghwa is not there due to extra classes <3 one day seonghwa finished earlier since the teacher was absent and when he got back in their dorm he caught mingi and reader fucking, gets turned on and joins in <33 you can add anything you please, has to be ROUGH 😩 please thank you in advance!!!

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] join in

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: Seonghwa, Mingi

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: roommate!seonghwa x fem!reader x fwb!mingi

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: imagine (smut)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: roommates/friends, fwb

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: rough sex, unprotected sex, threesome, getting caught, m & f receiving

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Y/N and Mingi were having one of their almost daily 'meetups' again. While those 'meetings' really only consisted of sex while her roommate was away. Just as Mingi was taking her, Seonghwa finished classes earlier and walked in on them...

➤ 𝒘/𝒄: 2.9k

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: ohhh I love this idea!!! thank you sm for requesting :P hope you like the story :33 enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

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[about me] + [guidelines]!

It was a typical Tuesday afternoon, and the college dorms hummed with the soft background noise of students immersed in their routines. The distant echoes of laughter, study sessions, and conversations created a comforting atmosphere of communal life. After your last class, you made your way back to the dorm you shared with Seonghwa. The room greeted you with its familiar mix of textbooks, scattered clothes, and the lingering scent of his cologne—a fragrance that was both soothing and intoxicating, stirring something deep within you.

With a sigh, you flopped onto your bed, scrolling absentmindedly through your phone, trying to shake off the day’s fatigue. Your thoughts, however, drifted to Mingi. Over the years, what began as a close friendship had evolved into something far more intimate and thrilling, a secret connection that added an exhilarating edge to your life. Mingi had a way of igniting a fire within you, his touch leaving you trembling, his kisses pulling you into a whirlwind of passion that you craved more with each encounter. It had become a well-guarded secret, a ritual you both indulged in, hidden from everyone—including Seonghwa.

You glanced at the clock, a flutter of excitement stirring in your stomach. Seonghwa had an extra class today, granting you the luxury of having the dorm to yourself for a few precious hours. The anticipation of Mingi's impending visit quickened your heartbeat. You could almost feel his strong arms around you, his body pressing against yours, and the way he would devour you with his hunger.

As the time approached, a soft knock echoed through the quiet room, pulling you from your thoughts. You sat up, quickly checking your reflection in the mirror to ensure your appearance was flawless. When you opened the door, Mingi stood there with that familiar mischievous grin, his eyes dark with desire. He didn't hesitate, stepping inside and closing the door behind him with a quiet click.

Without wasting a moment, Mingi closed the distance between you, his body exuding an energy that made your breath hitch. His gaze locked onto yours, the intensity of his need unmistakable. He leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss that was both fiery and tender, igniting a spark that spread through your entire body. His hands roamed your form, every touch deliberate and knowing as he undressed you with practiced ease, his fingers brushing your skin in a way that sent shivers down your spine.

Mingi’s hands moved with purpose, stripping away the last barriers between you. He lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to your bed, laying you down gently on the soft mattress. The heat of his body against yours was electrifying, and his whispered praise—"You look beautiful, baby"—made your heart race even faster. His lips traveled across your skin, leaving a trail of heat as they moved from your neck to your collarbone, each kiss stoking the fire that burned within you.

Mingi’s arousal was evident as he discarded his clothes, his cock already hard and eager. He wasted no time, positioning himself between your legs, his eyes drinking in the sight of your body laid out before him. There was no need for foreplay; the two of you had done this enough times to know exactly what the other needed. With a low groan, Mingi lined himself up with your entrance, pushing into you with a single, powerful thrust.

A gasp escaped your lips, your back arching off the mattress as pleasure coursed through your veins. Mingi’s hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he set a steady rhythm, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through your body. The room was filled with the sounds of your coupling—skin slapping against skin, mingled with the breathy moans and whispered praises that spilled from Mingi’s lips.

He started slow, savoring the feel of you wrapped around him, but it wasn’t long before his thrusts grew faster and more intense. The bed creaked beneath you, the headboard tapping against the wall in a steady rhythm that matched the pounding of your heart. The force of Mingi’s movements drove you closer to the edge, the coil of tension tightening in your belly with each passing second.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Mingi groaned, his voice rough with lust. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss, his hips never faltering in their relentless pace. You could feel the sweat beading on his skin, his body slick against yours as he poured every ounce of his desire into you.

Your hands found purchase on his broad shoulders, your nails digging into his flesh as you tried to ground yourself amidst the overwhelming pleasure. Mingi’s cock hit all the right spots, pushing you closer and closer to the brink. You knew he could sense it—the way your walls clenched around him, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He quickened his pace, his hands moving to cup your breasts, kneading the soft flesh as his thrusts grew more frantic.

“I’m so close,” you whimpered, your voice barely above a whisper. Mingi growled in response, his lips trailing down your neck as he drove into you with renewed vigor. He was rougher than usual, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises, but you didn’t care. It was exactly what you needed, the kind of raw, primal sex that left you feeling utterly consumed.

Your climax hit you like a freight train, the world around you fading to white as pleasure crashed over you in waves. You cried out, your nails raking down Mingi’s back as your body convulsed around him, your pussy squeezing his cock as if trying to milk him dry. Mingi wasn’t far behind, his thrusts growing erratic as he chased his own release. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside you, his cock throbbing as he emptied his load deep within your core.

The room was filled with the sounds of your ragged breathing, your bodies slick with sweat as you came down from your highs. Mingi stayed buried inside you for a moment longer, his forehead pressed against yours as you both caught your breath. But he wasn’t done yet.

A smirk played on Mingi’s lips as he pulled out of you, leaving you feeling achingly empty. He rolled you over onto your stomach, his hands guiding your hips up so that you were on all fours. “One more,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “We’ve still got time until Seonghwa gets back.”

You barely had time to process his words before he spread your cheeks, the tip of his cock pressing against your tight hole. The anticipation sent a thrill of excitement coursing through you, the promise of more sending a fresh wave of arousal flooding through your body. You’d done this before, but the anticipation and the pleasure that came with it never waned.

Mingi didn’t hold back. He slammed into you with a force that made you scream into the pillow, your body stretched to accommodate his girth. The initial pain quickly gave way to pleasure, the sensation of being filled so completely overwhelming your senses. You moaned loudly, unable to hold back the sounds of your pleasure as Mingi set a brutal pace, his cock driving into you over and over.

The pleasure was all-consuming, your body trembling with each powerful thrust. You were so lost in the sensations that you almost didn’t hear the soft click of the door opening. But when you did, your eyes widened in shock. Through the haze of pleasure, you managed to glance up from the pillows, and what you saw made your heart stop.

Seonghwa stood frozen in the doorway, his eyes glued to the scene unfolding before him. His expression was unreadable, a mix of surprise and something else—something darker. His books slipped from his hands, thudding to the floor with a dull thud. The room grew eerily quiet, the only sounds now were your ragged breaths and the rhythmic slaps of Mingi’s hips against your ass.

For a moment, the three of you were caught in a tense standoff, the air heavy with an unspoken tension. Mingi paused, his eyes flicking up to meet Seonghwa’s. There was a flicker of surprise in his gaze, but it was quickly replaced by something else—something more confident, almost challenging.

Seonghwa’s eyes darkened as he took in the scene before him, a slow smirk forming on his lips. He let out a low chuckle, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. “So this is what you’ve been up to while I’m gone,” he murmured, his voice laced with amusement. He took a step forward, his eyes raking over your arched back, your flushed face, and the way your body trembled under Mingi’s relentless pace.

Mingi grunted, his cock twitching inside you as he adjusted his grip on your hips. “Well, someone has to take care of this pretty cunt,” he growled, his voice filled with possessive pride. He continued to fuck you, his pace never faltering even as Seonghwa approached, a look of intense curiosity in his eyes.

Seonghwa’s hand reached out, his fingers tracing a line down your face, his touch gentle despite the lust burning in his gaze. “Does he feel good, yeah?” he asked, his voice low and seductive. Your breath hitched, your body trembling as you nodded, unable to form words as pleasure continued to course through you.

Mingi’s thrusts grew more deliberate, his cock driving deeper with each movement. “She’s a good little slut,” he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Always so eager to take whatever I give her.” His words sent a thrill of excitement through you, the mixture of praise and degradation pushing you even closer to the edge.

Seonghwa’s eyes never left yours as he stepped closer, his hand moving to cup your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “Do you want to know what I feel like, too?” he asked, his voice thick with desire. There was no hesitation in your answer this time, your need for more overwhelming any rational thought. “Y-Yeah, please,” you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation.

Seonghwa’s smirk widened as he quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his own impressive erection. The air grew heavy with anticipation, the tension between the three of you crackling like electricity. Seonghwa stepped forward, positioning himself beside Mingi, his eyes never leaving yours.

Mingi pulled out of you, allowing Seonghwa to take his place. The loss of his cock left you feeling achingly empty, but the sensation was quickly replaced by the stretch of Seonghwa’s cock sliding into you. The feeling of being filled by a different man, so soon after Mingi, was overwhelming, your body trembling with the intensity of it all.

Seonghwa’s strokes were long and deep, each thrust sending pleasure shooting through your veins. Mingi stepped back for a moment, watching with a pleased smirk as his friend fucked you, his cock disappearing into your tight pussy. But he didn’t stay on the sidelines for long. He leaned down, pressing his lips to your neck and leaving a trail of hickeys that would be impossible to hide.

“Good girl,” Mingi whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. His hands found your breasts, kneading them roughly as he whispered more dirty words into your ear. “You’re doing so good, taking him like the little slut you are.” His words sent shivers down your spine, the mixture of pleasure and degradation pushing you even closer to the edge.

The two of them took turns, fucking you with an intensity that left you feeling completely overwhelmed. You were caught between them, your body a vessel for their pleasure, each thrust, slap, and bite sending you spiraling closer to your next climax. Your body trembled with the effort of holding back, the pleasure building to an unbearable level.

Seonghwa’s cock hit your sweet spot over and over, his pace relentless as he drove you toward your peak. You could feel your orgasm building, the tension coiling tight in your belly as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge. Your mouth hung open, drool escaping as you whimpered and moaned, completely lost in the pleasure.

“You like that, huh?” Seonghwa growled, his hips slamming into you with a force that made you see stars. “Such a brat, getting fucked by both of her friends at the same time.” His words only fueled the fire inside you, your body clenching around him as you hurtled toward your release.

Seonghwa’s thrusts became more intense, his hips snapping against yours as he pushed you over the edge. Your body trembled, every nerve ending lit up with a mixture of pleasure and pain. The sensation of being filled so deeply, with both men’s attention on you, was overwhelming. You could barely keep your thoughts straight, the only thing grounding you was the relentless pleasure that Seonghwa was giving you.

Your walls clenched tightly around him as your orgasm built to a crescendo. The room spun, your vision blurring as you were consumed by the intensity of it all. Seonghwa groaned, feeling you tighten around him, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you. His cock pulsed as he reached his peak, his hot seed spilling into you.

You came hard, your body shaking uncontrollably as the waves of your orgasm crashed over you. Your voice caught in your throat, the only sound that escaped was a strangled moan as you clenched around Seonghwa, milking every last drop from him.

Seonghwa pulled out slowly, his breath heavy and labored as he collapsed onto the bed beside you. His body was slick with sweat, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Mingi, who had been watching intently, wasted no time in reclaiming his position. He didn’t let any of Seonghwa’s cum escape, pushing it back into you with his cock as he thrust inside you again.

Mingi’s movements were frantic, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he pounded into you. The room was filled with the sounds of your wetness, your pussy now filled with a mixture of both men’s cum, making his thrusts even more intense. You were beyond words, your mind hazy and clouded with the overwhelming pleasure.

Seonghwa, despite his own exhaustion, leaned in close to your ear. “You’re doing so well,” he murmured, his voice soft and soothing against the chaos of Mingi’s rough thrusts. His fingers found your swollen clit, rubbing in tight circles that made your back arch off the bed. You whimpered at the sensation, the combination of Mingi’s hard cock and Seonghwa’s gentle touch driving you to the brink once again.

Mingi’s thrusts grew erratic as he chased his own release. He could feel you trembling beneath him, your pussy fluttering around his cock as another orgasm built within you. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his hands digging into your flesh as he pounded into you mercilessly. “Take it, baby. Take all of it.”

Your body obeyed his command, your muscles tensing as you reached your peak once more. Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, your entire body convulsing as you came around Mingi’s cock. He wasn’t far behind, his cock swelling as he emptied himself inside you, his cum mixing with Seonghwa’s in a messy, sticky blend.

Mingi collapsed onto the bed beside you, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. You lay there, completely spent, your body trembling with the aftershocks of your multiple orgasms. Seonghwa’s hand stroked your back gently, his touch comforting in the aftermath of such intense pleasure.

The room was silent, save for the sound of your labored breathing. The three of you lay in a tangled heap on the bed, the events of the last hour catching up with you. You felt Mingi’s hand find yours, his fingers intertwining with yours as he pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

“You did so well, baby,” Mingi whispered, his voice soft and full of affection. “So fucking good.”

Seonghwa chuckled, the sound low and soothing. “I think we’ve discovered a new favorite pastime,” he teased, his fingers brushing over your flushed skin. “What do you say, Y/N? Ready for round two?”

You laughed softly, the sound filled with exhaustion but also contentment. “Maybe after a nap,” you replied, your voice weak but happy. “I’m pretty worn out.”

Mingi and Seonghwa both chuckled, their hands continuing to caress your body as you all settled into a comfortable silence. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, but there was also a sense of peace that settled over the three of you.

As you drifted off to sleep, nestled between the two men who had just taken you to heights you hadn’t known existed, you couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction. You had no idea what tomorrow would bring, or how this new dynamic would change things between you, but for now, you were content to just be.

And as you lay there, with Seonghwa and Mingi’s arms wrapped around you, you knew that this was just the beginning of something new, something exciting. And you couldn’t wait to see where it would lead.

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] mіᥒgі ᥒs𝖿ᥕ ᥲᥙძі᥆ #1

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: Mingi

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: audio (smut)

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: 18+/smut/suggestive content, MDNI!!! NSFW AUDIO!!!

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Mingi using your pretty cunt to help him relax after a busy day...

➤ 𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉: 0.34 min

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: when I heard this I immediately thought it sounded like Mingi >.< so here you go! enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]!

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[about me] + [guidelines]!

[atzaurora]

Hej! Can I request some bf!atz texts in which you send nudes while in a middle of an argument? Just needed some crack in the timeline. Thank you!

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥱz 𝗍ᥱ᥊𝗍 mᥱssᥲgᥱs

sending them nudes in the middle of an argument

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: ot8

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem!reader x ateez (individual)

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: text messages (smut/suggestive)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: dating

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: suggestive texts, MDNI!!!, explicit language, choking kink, degradation kink, sending nudes

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Y/N decides to efficiently end the argument by simply sending her bodyfriend a very explicit picture...

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: sorry for Hongjoong's not being that much, but I hope this is what you had in mind!! enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]!

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[about me] + [guidelines]!

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] mᥲs𝗍ᥱrᥣіs𝗍

inbox is always open for requests, feedback or if you wanna talk :3

➤ for ateez & enhypen (writing for txt, p1harmony and seventeen as well!)

➤ ☆-𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ★-𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕/𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 ✱-𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒔: imagines, preferences, reactions, headcanons, hard thoughts, soft thoughts, text messages, audios

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here! ; [about me] + [guidelines]!

ateez

❥ ot8 !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing their hoodie ☆(reaction)

-let them eat cake ✱☆(imagine)

-ateez as mitski songs (preferences)

-movie night or more ★(imagine)

-poly relationship headcanons ☆(headcanons)

-a twist in the spotlight ✱☆(imagine)

-accidentally sending them nudes ★(text messages) (hyung line, maknae line)

-stress release ★(imagine)

-asking them if you are breedable ★(text messages)

-sending them nudes mid argument ★(text messages)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ kim hongjoong !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-stormy comfort ☆,✱(imagine)

-to watch you play ★(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-audio #1 ★(audio)

-midnight melodies ★(imagine)

-"swallow." ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ park seonghwa !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-back to our hotel ★(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-audio #1 ★(audio)

-triad of desire (ft. Mingi) ★(imagine)

-dance of desire ★(imagine)

-"swallow." ★(imagine)

-dessert ★(imagine)

-join in (ft. Mingi) ★(imagine)

-beneath the candlelight ★(imagine)

-moonlit whispers ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ jeong yunho !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-care in the comforts of home ☆(imagine)

-choose me over them ★(imagine)

-cloud watching ☆(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-splash of desire (ft. Jongho) ★(imagine)

-steamy serenity ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ kang yeosang !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-from stage to sheets ★(imagine)

-crimson nights ★(imagine)

-spilled ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ choi san !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-fall asleep while i fall for you ☆(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-lessons in lust ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ song mingi !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-mirror, mirror on the wall ★(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-work distractions ★(imagine)

-triad of desire (ft. Seonghwa) ★(imagine)

-audio #1 ★(audio)

-link #1 ★(hard thoughts)

-join in (ft. Seonghwa) ★(imagine)

-seed of affection ★(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ jung wooyoung !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-rain of pleasure ★(imagine)

-audio #1 ★(audio)

-heated waves ★(imagine)

-sunset harmonies ☆(imagine)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ choi jongho !

-pet names ★(preferences)

-wearing his hoodie ☆(reaction)

-from the living to the bed room ★(imagine)

-accidentally sending him nudes ★(text messages)

-splash of desire (ft. Yunho) ★(imagine)

enhypen

❥ ot7 !

-scared to hurt ✱(imagine)

-how loud they would be ★(preferences)

-sleepyhead (hyung line) ☆(reaction)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ lee heeseung !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ park jongseong !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ sim jaeyun !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ park sunghoon !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ kim sunoo !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ yang jungwon !

nothing here yet...

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ nishimura riki !

nothing here yet...

[atzaurora]

Can I ask for a Yeosang x reader where he follows her after concert and wants to take her on a date( she's a fan) and so on the date someone spills a sticky drink so he takes her back to the hotel and let's her shower but brings her clothes and it's gets smutty from when she walks out in just his shirt and panties

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] spilled

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: Yeosang

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem!fan!reader x idol!yeosang

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: imagine (smut)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: strangers to lovers, fan x idol au

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: 18+/smut/suggestive content, MDNI!!! manual sex, unprotected sex, m & f receiving

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Her bias asking Y/N out after the concert was definitely not her plan, but she was more than happy that this was how her evening was going. On the date someone accidentally spills a drink on her dress. Yeosang takes her to his hotel to take a shower, but things take a quick turn after she walks out wearing only his t-shirt.

➤ 𝒘/𝒄: 2.8k

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: I hope you like how it turned out! it might be a bit rushed in some parts but I tried my best :3 I'm working on all of you guy's requests so be a bit patient please, writing takes a lot of time sometimes.

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]!

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[about me] + [guidelines]!

Thousands of fans had gathered under the vast canopy of the stadium, their excitement palpable as the night sky darkened above them. The stage stood like a gleaming fortress of lights and screens, a beacon of anticipation that drew everyone’s eyes forward. You stood near the bottom of the stage, your heart pounding as you waited patiently for Ateez’s performance to begin.

The venue was enormous, a cavernous space that hummed with the collective energy of fans whose anticipation filled every corner. The walls seemed to vibrate with the echoes of chatter and excitement, creating an atmosphere that was both electrifying and overwhelming. Clutched tightly in your hand was your prized possession—a VIP pass that had cost you a small fortune, but promised an evening you would never forget. Your heart drummed in your chest, its rhythm growing louder with every passing second.

Finally, the lights dimmed, and the crowd’s chatter transformed into a deafening roar of cheers. The giant screens flickered to life, casting their glow over the darkened stadium, and the members of Ateez emerged from the shadows, their faces a blend of fierce determination and playful smiles. The beat dropped, and the crowd surged forward like a tidal wave, sweeping you along with it.

Your gaze locked onto Yeosang, your bias, as he took his place in the spotlight. He was a vision—every movement precise, every note flawless. His warm brown eyes scanned the crowd, and for a brief, electrifying moment, they met yours. Time seemed to freeze as he held your gaze, and in that instant, it felt as if he had reached out and touched you, making a silent promise that would soon be kept.

After the concert, as the crowd began to disperse, the adrenaline still thrummed in your veins. You lingered, watching as fans slowly made their way out of the venue, your thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. Then, in a moment that seemed too surreal to be true, you saw Yeosang making his way through the throngs of fans, his eyes searching. It was a daring move, one that could have easily gone unnoticed, but the universe had other plans.

He spotted you standing alone amid the remnants of the concert—discarded merchandise, half-eaten snacks, and empty water bottles scattered across the floor. He approached with the confident stride of someone who knew exactly what he wanted, his presence magnetic.

"Excuse me," he said, his voice cutting through the lingering noise of the stadium like a gentle caress. "Would you like to go out for dinner with me?"

You blinked, your mind struggling to process what was happening. Did Yeosang, the idol you had admired from afar, just ask you out?

"Are you serious?" you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper, your heart threatening to burst out of your chest.

A soft chuckle escaped Yeosang’s lips, his smile widening as he noticed the flush spreading across your cheeks.

"I know it’s sudden," he admitted, his tone warm and sincere. "But I’ve been wanting to get to know you better. Tonight felt... different."

Your breath caught in your throat, and before you could think twice, you nodded, your nerves giving way to a flutter of excitement. "Yes, I’d love to."

His smile deepened, and he extended his hand toward you, his fingers brushing yours in a way that sent a jolt of electricity through your body. "Great," he said, his voice laced with anticipation."Come with me."

With your hand in his, Yeosang led you through the backstage maze to a waiting car. The ride to the restaurant was a blur, filled with nervous laughter and stolen glances. The tension in the car was thick, but it was a tension that felt charged with possibility. Every time you caught his eye, your heart skipped a beat.

The restaurant he brought you to was a hidden gem, tucked away from the bustling city streets. It was the kind of place where stars dined in peace, shielded from prying eyes by the cozy, intimate atmosphere. As you were seated at a candlelit table in a secluded corner, you couldn’t help but marvel at the surreal nature of the evening.

The food was exquisite, each dish more delicious than the last, but it was the conversation that truly captivated you. Yeosang was attentive, his gaze never leaving yours as he asked about your life, your dreams, and your aspirations.

"So," he said, leaning forward slightly, his eyes full of genuine curiosity, "what’s something you’ve always wanted to do but never had the chance to?" Caught off guard by the question, you paused, considering your answer.

"I’ve always wanted to travel," you confessed. "There’s so much of the world I haven’t seen yet." A thoughtful smile played on his lips. "Where would you go first?" You smiled back, feeling a warmth spread through you at his interest.

"Maybe Europe," you said. "Italy, specifically. The history, the culture, the food... It’s been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember." "Sounds like a perfect destination," Yeosang said, his voice laced with admiration.

"I’ve been there a couple of times for work, but I’d love to go back just to explore, to really experience it." His gaze softened as he added, "Maybe one day we could go together."

The implication of his words made your heart race. After some more talking you excused yourself to go to the bathroom, but fate played a cruel trick. As you stood to leave, someone bumped into you, sending their drink splashing down the front of your dress. You gasped, the sudden coldness of the liquid soaking through the fabric and embarrassment flooded your senses.

"Oh no," you muttered, your cheeks burning as you tried to dab at the stain with a napkin. But the damage was done, and the wetness seeped into the delicate material of your dress.

Yeosang’s reaction was immediate and comforting. "Hey, don’t worry about it," he said, his voice full of reassurance. Without a moment’s hesitation, he added, "Let’s get you cleaned up. My hotel is just around the corner. You can shower and change there."

Your heart raced with a mix of gratitude and nerves. "Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother." "It’s no bother at all," he replied with a gentle smile. "Come on, I insist."

The ride to his hotel was short, but the tension between you two had grown, now tinged with a different kind of anticipation. As you walked through the hotel lobby, his hand on the small of your back, you could feel the heat of his touch, a silent promise of what was to come.

In the plush surroundings of his suite, Yeosang handed you a towel and a change of clothes—a simple, oversized shirt. "You can use the shower," he said, his voice low and intimate as he gestured toward the bathroom. "Take your time."

You nodded, offering him a shy smile as you retreated into the bathroom. The steamy embrace of the shower was a welcome relief, washing away the stickiness of the spilled drink and the lingering nerves. The warmth of the water soothed you, but it also heightened your awareness of the situation—of the man waiting for you just outside the door.

When you emerged, wrapped in his shirt and only your panties, the soft fabric clinging to your damp skin, you found Yeosang standing by the window, gazing out at the city below. He turned as you entered the room, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of you in his clothes.

"You look beautiful," he murmured, stepping closer, his gaze lingering on your bare legs and the curve of your hips.Your breath hitched as he reached out, his hand tracing the outline of your shoulder. His touch was light, almost reverent, but it sent a shiver down your spine. "Yeosang..." you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation.

His fingers trailed down your arm, his gaze never leaving yours. "I’ve wanted this all night," he admitted, his voice thick with need. "But I didn’t want to rush you."

"I don’t want you to stop," you confessed, your heart pounding in your chest. The honesty of your words seemed to ignite something in him, and before you could say another word, he closed the distance between you, capturing your mouth in a kiss that was both tender and demanding.

The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent as he guided you toward the bed. You tumbled onto the soft sheets, the fabric of your shirts the only barrier between your heated bodies. His hands roamed over you, exploring every curve, every inch of your skin as if memorizing it. He kissed along your neck, his teeth grazing your sensitive skin and leaving behind a trail of marks that would remind you of this night for days to come.

As his hands slid beneath the hem of your shirt, you felt his fingers brush against your stomach, sending a ripple of pleasure through you. He paused, looking into your eyes as he pushed the fabric higher, revealing more of your body. "You’re stunning," he whispered, his voice filled with awe as he took in the sight of you.

A blush crept up your neck, warmth spreading through your body as you felt his gaze, heavy with desire. "Mhm~ Yeosang..." you breathed, your voice laced with need.

He responded with a slow, sensual kiss, his tongue tracing the seam of your lips before delving deeper. His hand traveled up your torso, fingers finding your nipples, already hardened with anticipation. He teased them gently, his touch sending sparks of pleasure shooting through you.

You gasped into his mouth, your back arching off the bed as his fingers worked their magic. The fabric of your panties grew damp with your desire and you could feel his hardness pressing against your thigh, a silent reminder of the pleasure yet to come. The anticipation was unbearable, a delicious agony that left you trembling beneath his touch.

Yeosang’s lips moved from your mouth to your jawline, trailing soft, lingering kisses down your neck. He nipped at your collarbone, each gentle bite sending a new wave of heat coursing through your veins. His hands were everywhere—roaming across your chest, sliding down your sides, exploring the curves of your body as if committing every detail to memory.

He pulled back slightly, his gaze locked onto yours as he slipped the oversized shirt off your shoulders, revealing your bare skin to the cool air of the room. His eyes darkened with desire as they raked over your exposed form, his lips curving into a small, appreciative smile. "You’re breathtaking," he murmured, his voice rough with emotion.

Before you could respond, he kissed you again, his lips claiming yours in a way that left no room for doubt about what he wanted. His hand trailed down your stomach, his fingers brushing teasingly over your clit through the thin fabric of your panties. You moaned into his mouth, your hips instinctively rising to meet his touch, desperate for more.

He didn’t rush. Instead, he took his time, savoring every sound you made, every tremble that passed through you as he continued to tease you. His fingertips circled your clit with a gentle, maddening touch that left you on the edge, your body aching for release. When he finally slid two fingers inside you, your eyes rolled back with satisfaction, the feeling of being filled up felt so good.

He looked down at you, watching how you frowned as he slid his fingers in and out of your aching cunt. His fingers curled up, applying pressure against your walls, which almost made you cum already. But it wasn't until his pumps became deeper that you felt close to releasing. Yeosang started to hit your good spot over and over, the knot in your stomach tightening.

You shattered, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Your cries filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. But Yeosang wasn’t finished. He continued to kiss you, to touch you, his voice a soft murmur in your ear, whispering sweet nothings that sent shivers down your spine. His fingers pumped in and out of you continuosly, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge once more.

"Fuck—" you groaned, feeling how the pleasure build up again, his fingers knuckle deep inside your hole. "It feels good, doesn't it?" he asked, but from the way you clenched around him, he knew that you liked it. "Let go for me," he coaxed, his breath hot against your skin as his fingers moved faster, deeper, building you up again. "I want to feel you cum."

His words, combined with the relentless pleasure he was giving you, pushed you over the edge a second time. You came with his name on your lips, a cry of pure ecstasy that left you trembling beneath him. Your body tightened around his fingers, the sensation so intense it left you breathless.

As you lay there, panting, your body still buzzing with the aftershocks of your orgasm, Yeosang withdrew his fingers, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He stripped off his own clothes with a speed that made you smile, the urgency of his movements betraying his own need.

His cock stood at attention, hard and ready, and your heart skipped a beat as you took in the sight of him, fully revealed for the first time. He climbed onto the bed, his body covering yours, his skin warm against yours as he settled between your legs. He kissed you deeply, his tongue mimicking the movements of his fingers, leaving you breathless once more.

When he finally slid inside you, the feeling was almost overwhelming. He filled you completely, stretching you in a way that made you gasp, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. Yeosang groaned, his breath hitching as he felt you tighten around him.

The rhythm you found together was instinctive, each thrust perfectly aligned with your body’s needs. His cock brushed against your good spot with every movement, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through you, making you see stars. The world around you blurred, leaving only the two of you, moving together in perfect harmony.

Yeosang’s lips never stopped moving, kissing every inch of you, leaving a trail of hickeys on your skin like a secret map only you could trace later. His hands were everywhere—exploring, caressing, claiming you as his own. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust brought you closer to the edge, until you were teetering on the brink, your body trembling with the force of the pleasure building inside you.

"Yeosang," you gasped, your voice breathless as you felt yourself nearing your peak once more. "I’m so close."

He responded with a low groan, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more deliberate as he chased his own release. "Let go," he urged, his voice rough with need. "I want to make you cum so good."

His words were the final push you needed. With a cry of his name, you came, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over you, your nails digging into his back as you clung to him. The sensation of you clenching around him was too much for Yeosang and with a final, deep thrust, he followed you over the edge, his release warm as he filled you.

The two of you lay there, tangled in the sheets, your hearts racing in sync with each other’s, the room filled with the scent of sex and sweat—a heady perfume that seemed to seal the bond between you. The silence that followed was filled with contentment, a quiet peace that wrapped around you both like a warm blanket.

After a moment, Yeosang gently pulled out, and you felt the loss of him immediately. But before you could protest, he was already moving, retrieving a soft cloth to clean you up with a tenderness that made your heart swell.

"Thank you," you whispered, your voice soft as he wiped the remnants of your combined liquids from your skin.

He smiled down at you, his eyes filled with warmth as he discarded the cloth and returned to your side, pulling you into his arms. "No need to thank me," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Just holding you like this is enough."

You snuggled closer to him, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your cheek as you drifted off to sleep, the events of the night playing over in your mind like a beautiful, surreal dream.

As you fell into a deep, contented slumber, Yeosang held you close, lost in his own thoughts of tonight's events.

[atzaurora]

Can I request an Ateez Yeosang where the reader is at the concert and after send off Yeosang notices a blood stain on her skirt and pull her to the side and take her to his hotel. As they get to his room her cramps are unbearable so he fingers her and then fucks her until she feels better?

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] crimson nights

❥ 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓: Yeosang

➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem!fan!reader x idol!yeosang

➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆: imagine (smut)

➤ 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑: strangers to ?, idol x fan

.ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ: 18+/smut/suggestive content, MDNI!!!

➤ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Who knew that her period during a concert would actually be something positive? As Yeosang takes her back to his hotel room due to the visible stain on her skirt, the atmosphere quickly shifts and leads to something far more exciting...

➤ 𝒘/𝒄: 3.0k

➤ 𝒂/𝒏: I have a few open requests and I'm trying to get them all done!! so in case you have requested something, it is being worked on <3 always feel free to leave requests, I love writing them ! enjoyyy

if you have any ideas or wishes let me know, requests are open

here's my [𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕]!

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[about me] + [guidelines]!

In the throbbing heart of the stadium, the electric air buzzed with the excitement of thousands of fans, their energy almost tangible. The concert’s final notes resonated through the space, a sweet symphony of voices and instruments that seemed to hang in the atmosphere, lingering in every corner of the vast venue. As the lights dimmed, the cheers rose to a deafening crescendo, and the eight figures on stage took their final bows, sweat glistening on their faces like stardust under the glow of the stage lights. Amid the sea of waving lightsticks and reaching hands, you stood with your heart pounding, the thrill of the music still pulsing through your veins.

As the sea of fans began to disperse, you caught fleeting glimpses of ATEEZ as they made their way toward the exit, waving and smiling at the devoted crowd. Your eyes locked with Yeosang’s for a brief, electrifying moment, and his smile grew a notch wider as he heard your cheering from the mass of people. You called out to them, expressing your admiration and telling them how much you enjoyed the performance. Being so close to them felt surreal—like a dream—but the energy between you and Yeosang made it feel incredibly real.

When the send-off concluded, the crowd slowly began to dissipate, leaving behind only echoes of excitement and the harsh lights of reality. You lingered at the edge of the stadium, allowing the rush of people to fade before you followed. Organizing your belongings, you made sure everything was accounted for, taking your time before heading out. The stadium grew quieter as the majority of Atinys made their way home, leaving a hushed atmosphere in their wake. You were about to join them when you felt a soft touch on your shoulder.

Startled, you turned quickly, your heart skipping a beat as you faced the person before you. Your breath caught in your throat—it was Yeosang. Your bias, standing right in front of you, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. "Yeosang? What—" Words failed you as your mind raced to catch up with the situation. "Hey, I didn’t mean to scare you," he apologized, pulling his hand away with a soft, reassuring smile.

"Oh, no, it’s fine," you quickly reassured him, trying to steady your nerves.

His smile deepened, and he continued, "I just wanted to let you know that you have a blood stain on your skirt. I assume it’s... you know, that time of the month?" He chuckled softly, the sound like music to your ears.

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but you were grateful for his honesty. "Oh my God, thank you for telling me. Yeah, I’ve been on my period since yesterday," you admitted, quickly wrapping your hoodie around your waist to cover the stain.

Yeosang’s expression remained kind and understanding, and he didn’t shy away from the conversation. Ever the gentleman, he offered a solution that made your heart skip a beat. "I’m staying at a hotel nearby," he said. "If you’d like, I could take you there so you can freshen up a bit." His tone was casual, but the offer felt incredibly personal.

You nodded without hesitation, still not fully believing this was happening. "Yes, that would be great," you agreed, your voice laced with excitement and disbelief.

The car ride to the hotel was a blur of nerves and awkward laughter, the tension between you thick enough to cut with a knife. You sat there, acutely aware of the fabric of your skirt sticking to your skin, your mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts. Yeosang, ever considerate, made sure to help you out of the car while keeping your skirt discreetly covered, shielding you from any potential embarrassment. He walked beside you, guiding you from the car, through the hotel’s entrance, and into the elevator that would take you to his room.

The hotel suite was a stunning contrast to the chaos of the stadium—vast, luxurious, and filled with a quiet elegance that put you at ease. As Yeosang led you inside, his eyes met yours with a silent question, his concern for you palpable. He gently guided you to the bathroom, his hand resting lightly on your back, offering comfort as you battled the sharp cramps that had been a constant, dull throb throughout the concert. You bit your lip, trying to mask the pain, but Yeosang noticed immediately, his gaze darkening with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice filled with genuine care. You nodded, attempting to downplay the pain, but the tremor in your voice betrayed you.

Without another word, Yeosang scooped you into his arms, lifting you as if you weighed nothing. Your heart raced, both from the pain and the surreal nature of the situation. He carried you to the bed, laying you down with a tenderness that made your breath hitch. His hands smoothed over your stomach, warm and comforting, as he whispered, "You’re in pain."

You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes, the overwhelming combination of pain and his kindness making you emotional. Yeosang didn’t hesitate—he disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later with a glass of water and painkillers. You took them gratefully, your eyes following his every move as he tended to you with a quiet efficiency that spoke volumes about his character.

As the medication began to take the edge off your cramps, the tension in the room shifted, growing thick with unspoken emotions. Yeosang sat beside you, his eyes dark and intense as he reached out, tracing the line of your jaw with his thumb, his touch feather-light yet electrifying. "I can help," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. You looked at him in surprise, but before you could respond, he leaned in, capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss.

The pain of your cramps momentarily faded into the background as he claimed you, his tongue dancing with yours in a passionate exchange that left you breathless. Yeosang pulled away just enough to meet your gaze, his eyes searching yours as he reached for the hem of your skirt. You lifted your hips in silent agreement, allowing him to slide the fabric down your legs, the material whispering against your skin.

He paused for a moment, his gaze darkening as he took in the sight of your underwear, stained with crimson. But instead of pulling away, his expression grew more heated, and you felt a thrill of desire coil low in your belly. He leaned in, his breath hot against your skin as he began to press soft kisses along your inner thigh, his hands sliding up to cup you with gentle reverence. "You’re so brave," he murmured, his voice a sweet balm to your nerves. "So strong."

His lips hovered just above the stain, and with a soft, sensual kiss, he pressed his mouth against the fabric, his tongue swirling around the cloth in a gesture that made you gasp, your hips jerking upwards involuntarily. Taking this as an invitation, Yeosang moved higher, trailing kisses along your thighs, slowly working his way toward your most sensitive areas. When he reached your clit, he circled it with his thumb, watching your face intently as you squirmed beneath his touch.

"Does this feel good?" he asked, his voice rich with desire.

You could only nod in response, your breaths coming in short, shallow pants as the pain in your abdomen receded, replaced by a different, more intoxicating ache. Yeosang’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric of your underwear, his touch cool against your heated flesh. He teased you, sliding his fingers in and out in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had you clutching at the bedsheets, your body arching into his touch.

"Yeosang," you moaned, your voice trembling with need. He responded by sucking on your neck, leaving a trail of dark, possessive marks that you knew would linger for days.

As your orgasm built, he added another finger, his touch becoming more demanding, rougher in a way that only heightened your pleasure. You could feel yourself tightening around him, the pressure in your belly growing, twisting into a knot of pure ecstasy. He kissed you again, hard and deep, his tongue mimicking the movements of his hand. With a cry that was a mixture of pleasure and pain, you shattered in his arms, your body convulsing as your orgasm tore through you.

The tension in your muscles finally broke, leaving you trembling and breathless as the room filled with the sound of your ragged breathing. Yeosang pulled back slightly, his fingers still buried inside you, his eyes watching you intently. "Is the pain still there?" he asked, his voice cutting through the haze of pleasure that clouded your mind.

You nodded slowly, your body still tingling from the aftershocks of your orgasm. "It’s a little better, but it still hurts," you admitted, your voice worn out from the intensity of the moment.

A smirk tugged at the corners of Yeosang’s lips as he curled his fingers inside you, making you groan with satisfaction. "Mhm, in that case, we might need another round," he teased, his voice low and sultry as he began to move his hand again.

Your abdomen, which had been tight with pain, began to loosen under his ministrations, the cramps giving way to a different kind of tension. Yeosang’s eyes remained locked on yours, watching the way your body responded to his touch, seeing how close you were to the edge once more.

"Come on, let it out, baby," he urged, his voice both commanding and encouraging. The intensity of his touch, the way his fingers expertly curled and pressed against your sweet spot, sent you spiraling toward another climax. The tension within you snapped like a tightly wound coil, and you came with a cry, your body convulsing around his hand as waves of pleasure washed over you.

Yeosang watched with a look of deep satisfaction as you fell apart under his touch, his own breathing heavy as he maintained his focus on you. "Better?," he asked, his voice a husky whisper as he slowly withdrew his fingers, leaving you feeling achingly empty.

You nodded, still trying to catch your breath, but the answer was clear in the way your body relaxed, the pain of your cramps nearly forgotten. He took this as his cue, stripping off his own clothes with deliberate precision, each movement revealing more of his toned, muscular body. He was a sight to behold, his skin glowing in the soft light of the room, every muscle defined and rippling as he moved.

As he positioned himself between your legs, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him. The anticipation built, your body humming with a renewed sense of desire. When he finally slid into you, filling you completely, you gasped at the sensation, your body stretching to accommodate him. The fullness of him inside you was overwhelming, pushing all thoughts of pain far from your mind.

Yeosang set a rhythm that was both slow and deliberate, each thrust deep and measured as if he were savoring every moment, every sensation. The earlier urgency was replaced by a languid intensity that only heightened the connection between you. He kissed along your neck, his lips leaving a trail of heated marks on your skin, his teeth grazing your flesh just enough to send shivers down your spine.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper, eliciting a deep groan from him as his hips snapped forward, meeting yours with each thrust. His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he drove into you with a powerful rhythm that had you arching off the bed, your nails digging into his shoulders.

With every thrust, you felt yourself climbing higher, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter within you until it was all-consuming. His words, low and breathless, were a constant stream of praises and sweet nothings whispered in your ear, each one sending you further over the edge. You were lost in the sensation, the world around you narrowing down to the feel of his body moving against yours, the sound of his voice, and the intense pleasure that radiated through you.

As you neared your climax, the tension within you became almost unbearable, your body tightening around him as the pressure built. Yeosang, sensing how close you were, increased his pace, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he too approached his peak. "You’re so tight," he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I’m going to come."

And with those words, he did, his body tensing as he released deep inside you, filling you with his warmth. The sensation triggered your own orgasm, and you cried out, your body shaking with the force of it as you clenched around him, milking him for every last drop. The two of you stayed locked together for a moment, breathing heavily as the intensity of the moment slowly ebbed away, leaving behind a deep sense of satisfaction.

Yeosang eventually pulled out, leaving you with a sense of loss, but before you could even begin to protest, he was moving between your legs again. This time, his mouth replaced his cock, and you cried out at the overwhelming sensation. Your body was still sensitive from the previous orgasms, and the feeling of his tongue teasing your swollen clit was almost too much to bear.

He licked and sucked with a focused intensity, his eyes never leaving yours, watching every reaction, every tremor that passed through you. Your body bucked against his mouth, your nails digging into the sheets as you tried to hold on to the last threads of your sanity. "Yeosang, oh my God," you breathed, your voice hoarse from crying out his name.

He chuckled against your clit, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through you that made your toes curl. His hand gripped your thigh, holding you firmly in place as he continued his assault on your senses. The pleasure was overwhelming, almost painful in its intensity, and before you knew it, you were coming again, this time even harder than before. Your body convulsed under him, your cries filling the room as you were pushed over the edge once more.

Yeosang didn’t stop until you were completely spent, your body trembling and sensitive, every nerve ending alive with the aftershocks of your release. When he finally slid back up your body, he kissed you deeply, sharing the taste of yourself with you. The kiss was slow, sensual, and filled with a level of intimacy that made your heart flutter.

You could feel his hardness pressing against your thigh, and instinctively, your hand reached down to stroke him, wanting to give him the same pleasure he had given you. But he stopped you, placing his hand over yours with a gentle but firm pressure. "Let me," he murmured, his voice filled with a quiet intensity.

You nodded, your eyes locked on his as he positioned himself at your entrance once more. This time, when he entered you, it was slower, more deliberate, as if he wanted to savor every second, every sensation. He stared into your eyes as he filled you, his gaze unwavering, and you could see the depth of his desire mirrored in his dark eyes.

The rhythm he set was slow and deep, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through your already sensitive body. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, needing to feel him, to connect with him on every possible level. He kissed you, his lips moving against yours with a tenderness that contrasted with the intensity of his thrusts.

The world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of warmth and pleasure. The slow, deliberate pace allowed you to feel every inch of him, every movement, and it wasn’t long before you felt another orgasm building, this one slow and powerful, coiling tighter and tighter in your belly.

Yeosang’s breathing grew more labored, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he neared his release. "You’re so tight," he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I’m close."

His words pushed you over the edge, and with a final, deep thrust, he sent you spiraling into another orgasm, your body clenching around him, milking his cock as he came with a low, guttural groan. His seed spilled inside you, filling you with a warmth that spread through your entire body, leaving you both utterly spent.

Yeosang collapsed onto the bed beside you, pulling you into his arms, his breath hot against your skin. "You’re amazing," he whispered, his voice soft and filled with genuine admiration. You felt your cheeks heat up, a blush creeping up your neck at his words.

"Thank you," you murmured back, your voice shaky but filled with contentment. He kissed the top of your head, his hand stroking your hair gently as you both lay there, basking in the afterglow of your passionate encounter.

After a moment, Yeosang shifted, his hand trailing down your back as he suggested, "Let’s get you cleaned up." He helped you to the bathroom, his touch always gentle, always considerate.

The warm water of the shower washed away the evidence of your time together, but the memories remained vivid in your mind. As he held you under the spray, his hands moving tenderly over your body, you felt a connection with him that went beyond the physical. This wasn’t just a fantasy come to life—it was something deeper, something real.

You stepped out of the shower, feeling more alive than you had in months. Yeosang handed you a towel, his eyes lingering on your naked body. You dressed in the clean clothes he'd laid out for you, feeling like Cinderella after the ball. But this wasn't a fairy tale; it was real. And as he walked you to the door, the promise in his eyes was all too clear. This wouldn't be the last time you'd be in his room, feeling his touch, hearing his praises.

[atzaurora]

❝ ℯ𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝓂𝒆 𝒻𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒽𝒆𝒓𝒆... ❞

˓ sofia . 𝜗𝜚 : ˇ '01 . ᡣ𐭩 she : her

キ﹒٫٫٫ i would give up﹒𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 ໒꒱۪ › ‹ ִֶָ

୭୧ request : open! [I𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾I𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾] !!

[ 𝝑𝑒 ] ─── call me your mᥙsɘ .

࣪ ִֶָ . {𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝔀𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂} .ᐟ

민기⠀ ⠀♡𝆬 ⠀ 𝒮. : 🎐 ݂֢

❝ ...𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒆𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒. ❞

©𝐚𝐭𝐳𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

[atzaurora]

hj is smoll

😭 very random but yes

I'm not that tall myself either but compared to his members he seriously looks two apples tall like he's sooo tinyyy 🤏🏻

I'm always shocked when I see stage performances (especially bouncy) cuz you can really see the height difference. when he's up front rapping his lines you can always see the others standing in the back being way taller than this small bean 😓 adorable tbh

[atzaurora]

short note...!

I've been receiving a lot of requests lately and I'm so thankful for it guys!! For me, it's way easier to stay motivated and write my stories if I get requests, because I already have an idea of what to write and need less of my own inspo ^^

All of the requests I have received so far are currently being worked on, so pls bare with me in case you submitted a request, I'm trying to get it done asap :3

my inbox is always open, not only for requests but you can let me know your thoughts (horny or not idc 🤭) or even give feedback. remember to stay kind pls and thanks to all of your support, it means a lot.

❥ sofia

[atzaurora]

oh sofia, i love you so much for writing fwb! seonghwa for me. thank youuuuuuuu youre the best! i hope you have a wonderful day wherever you are!

im also the one who request for soft sex with seonghwa so thank you so much!

I'm glad you like it!! thank you so much for the great feedback and the requests in the first place, I loved writing them :3

have a great day too <33

[atzaurora]

hiii! I absolutely love your writings :3

you said you write angst stories too and I was wondering if that includes mental health topics as well?

have a nice day/evening ^^

thank you so much :33

yes i do take requests for that too but it always depends on what specific topic. for example I can't really write anything about schizophrenia, delusions, etc... since I'm not familiar enough with these health topics to write a whole story about them. What I could write about tho is ed (I already have a fic abt that btw), depression, sh and similar topics like that.

I will ALWAYS put a tw in front of it btw which will be a lot more noticeable than the usual smut warnings I put before the story.

I hope this answers your question >.<

[atzaurora]

inbox is always open for requests, feedback or if you wanna talk :3

[GUIDELINES]

𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈:

-𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑺 DO 𝑵𝑶𝑻 INTERACT

-focused on mostly 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕/𝟏𝟖+ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 but i write a lot of 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 and sometimes some 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 too!

-reader is 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆!

-i 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 write in 𝑬𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉

-i 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 write long stories more like 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔 or smth like that (I just don't have the patience and creativity for long stories, I'm sorry.)

𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔:

[about 𝒘𝒉𝒐?:]

-any member from these groups below, except no smut /suggestive content for the minors! (don't request if the idol is under 20 !!):

-𝑨𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒛 (𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒇.), 𝑬𝒏𝒉𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒏, 𝑻𝒙𝒕, 𝑷𝟏𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒚, 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝑲𝒊𝒅𝒔, 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

[what 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕?:]

-𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

-𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 x 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 / 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 x 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 / 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 x 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

-𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓, 𝒆𝒕𝒄.𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆

-𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕/𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒐𝒔

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-𝙫𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛, 𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙚𝙩𝙘...

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