#🎐⏜ ۫ .𝜗𝜚 atzaurora

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒢𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒲𝒉𝒐?.﹙에이티즈﹚(2.8k)

𖥔 afab!reader X bf!ot8!ateez ; dating (gf x 8 bfs) ⸼જ A blindfolded guessing game with your boyfriends tests your senses and you're only allowed to come if you guess who's inside you... ➤ imagine (smut) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/smut content, MDNI!!!, group sex/multiple partners, unprotected sex, power dynamics/dominance, m & f receiving, slight dirty talk, sensory play (blindfold, guessing game) .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ I read a skz ff on wattpad w smth similar like this sooo I wrote this hehe :)) enjoyyy

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Your heart raced as you felt the soft velvet fabric slip over your eyes. The sudden darkness was disorienting, but you knew what was to come and the thrill of it all sent a shiver down your spine. You had agreed to this little game, a wild idea that had been floating around in you guy's group chat for weeks now. But it was only tonight that you had finally gathered the nerve to play along. ── ࣪˖ MORE BELOW

The room was quiet, the only sound the gentle rustling of clothes as they positioned themselves around you. You took a deep breath, your chest rising and falling as you tried to calm your nerves. You knew each of your boyfriends by their unique scent, their touch and the way they moved. But would you be able to guess correctly who was fucking you with only these senses to rely on?

The mattress dipped slightly as the first of them climbed onto the bed. His body was warm and you could feel his breath on your neck as he leaned in close. His fingers traced the curve of your shoulder, sending a rush of excitement through your body. You swallowed hard, trying to remember who had that particular scent of mint and leather. Was it Hongjoong? Or was it Seonghwa's gentle touch you felt?

A soft chuckle echoed in your ear and you felt his hand drift lower, caressing the side of your breast. It was definitely a tease and you couldn't help but arch into his touch. "Ready to play?" he murmured and you nodded, your voice a barely audible whisper. The game was on and you were already losing yourself in the anticipation.

The sound of a zipper being pulled down was your next clue. You recognized the faint metallic sound as Yunho's, and your mouth went dry. He had always been the most assertive in bed, taking what he wanted without asking. You felt his cock pressing against your thigh, a silent question that you eagerly answered by spreading your legs.

With surprising gentleness, he slid into you. You gasped, the sensation of fullness making your toes curl. He began to move, setting a slow, torturous pace that had you biting your lip to stifle a moan. You knew the rules – guess correctly or you don't get to come. You took a deep breath, focusing on the feel of him inside you. The way he filled you up, the way his body fit against yours... Yes, it was definitely Yunho.

As you felt yourself getting closer, you whispered his name, hoping it was the right guess. He paused for a moment, his body still, and then a low growl rumbled from his chest. "Very good," he said, his voice thick with desire. He resumed his rhythm, picking up the pace. Your breathing grew ragged and your body began to tighten around him.

The tension in the room was palpable as you reached for your climax. You could feel the heat of the others surrounding you, their eyes on you as you writhed beneath Yunho. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your neck. "Come for me," he urged, his hips pumping faster. And with a final guessed whisper of his name, you shattered, your orgasm washing over you like a wave.

Yunho slowed down his thrusts before pulling out of you completely. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips before backing off again to let the next one have his turn. You wondered who would be next and what unique sensations they would bring to this erotic game of guess who. Each member had their own way of making you scream and you were eager to experience them all. The blindfold was a thrilling mystery, heightening every touch, every sensation.

The mattress shifted again, and you felt a new presence beside you. This time, the scent of citrus and the softness of the touch on your skin told you it was Yeosang. His kisses were feather-light as he trailed them down your neck to your collarbone, his hands exploring the curves of your body with a gentle curiosity. His touch was so different from Yunho's that you couldn't help but whimper with anticipation.

The tip of his cock brushed against your entrance, and you felt him hesitate for a moment, giving you time to guess. You took a deep breath and the scent of his hair gel filled your nostrils. "Yeosang," you murmured, feeling his smile against your skin. He didn't say anything, but the way his hands tightened on your hips told you that you had guessed correctly again. He pushed in, filling you up with a smooth, steady motion that was in stark contrast to Yunho's urgent claiming.

As Yeosang moved inside of you, you felt the others shifting restlessly around the bed. They were all watching, listening to your every moan, their own desire building with each passing second. The game had taken on a life of its own, and the stakes were higher than ever. You focused on Yeosang, his tender touches and the way his cock stroked you so sweetly. It was driving you wild, but you didn't want it to end. You clenched around him, trying to draw out the moment.

But Yeosang had other plans. He began to move faster, his kisses turning into nips and his fingers digging into your skin. The tension grew, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire. You knew you were close again, and the pressure was on. You panted, the words barely coherent as you struggled to guess. The room was silent except for the slap of skin against skin, and you felt a hand cover your mouth, muffling your cries.

"Guess," a voice whispered from beside you and you realized it was San, his breath warm against your ear. You nodded frantically, trying to hold onto the sensations, the feel of Yeosang's cock hitting just the right spot. "Yeosang," you gasped out, hoping you were right. And you were. He rewarded you by sliding his thumb over your clit, adding sensation to his thrusts. Your orgasm hit like a thunderclap, your body arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through you. Yeosang groaned, his rhythm faltering as he reached his peak with you.

As you lay there, panting and trembling, you felt the blindfold being removed. You blinked in the sudden brightness, looking around at the eight pairs of eyes watching you with a mix of lust and admiration. "Ready for round three?" Wooyoung's grin was wicked, and you couldn't help but smile back, already craving the next round of this addictive game.

He took a moment to look at your face, the way he always did when you looked so fucked out. His lips pressed against yours for a short moment before he held the blindfold up again. "You got two of us correct already, let's see how much more you know." he whispered and slid the blindfold on again.

This time, the scent was faintly sweet, like fresh berries and something musky underneath. Mingi, you realized, your heart racing as you felt his hands trace down your body, his calloused fingers sending sparks of pleasure everywhere they went. He was always so attentive, making sure you were always ready before he took you. The mattress shifted as he climbed over you and you could feel his hardness pressing against your stomach.

The tip of his cock brushed against your wetness, and you felt your body tense up, ready for the next round. He didn't waste any time, pushing into you with a slow, deliberate motion that had you gasping. Mingi was always so in sync with your body, reading you like an open book and this time was no different. He knew exactly how to make you feel alive, how to make you crave more of him.

You felt him lean down, his breath tickling your ear. "Who's fucking you now, angel? Tell me." he murmured, his voice a dark rumble that sent shivers down your spine. You took a deep breath, focusing on the way he filled you, the way his cock hit deep inside you. "Mingi," you moaned and he signaled you were right by swirling his hips, hitting that spot that made you see stars.

With every thrust, the anticipation grew, the pressure building until it was almost unbearable. The sounds of the others shifting and whispering grew louder, their own need for release palpable in the air. But Mingi was relentless, his strokes deep and measured, driving you closer and closer to the edge. "Come for me, doll," he murmured, and you couldn't resist the command.

Your body tightened around him, and you screamed out his name as the orgasm washed over you, waves of pleasure crashing through your body. He didn't stop, though, his movements only becoming more erratic as he chased his own climax. And then, with a final, desperate thrust, he came inside you, his warmth filling you up.

The room was still for a moment before the next set of hands touched you. This time, they were smaller, more nimble. It had to be Jongho. The smell of his sweat and the sound of his panted breaths were unmistakable. The blindfold was left on and you felt a thrill of excitement as he positioned himself between your legs, his cock nudging at your entrance, collecting your previous cum.

You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself, trying to ignore the way your body was already responding to his touch. He was gentle at first, his strokes shallow and tender, but you knew he had a wild side too. You felt yourself getting closer, the tension building again.

"Guess who I am, baby," he teased, his voice strained with his own need. You could feel the tension in his body, the way he was holding back. You knew him so well, knew how much he enjoyed making you beg. You took a deep breath, focusing on the way he felt, the way his body felt against yours. "Jongho," you whispered, and he groaned, his grip on your hips tightening.

He picked up the pace, his thrusts growing more demanding as he claimed you. You could feel every inch of him, the way he stretched you, the way he filled you up completely. And as you felt yourself getting closer, he whispered in your ear, "You're such a good girl," his voice hoarse with passion.

You didn't need anything else to drive you over the edge. You let go, your orgasm tearing through you, making you cry out. Jongho followed, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside you. He placed a kiss onto your neck before pulling out, making your mixed cum drip out of your used cunt. And then, the mattress shifted again and you knew it was time for the next round.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, the room a cacophony of heavy breathing and the sound of skin slapping against skin. You felt a new urgency in the way he touched you, his hands more insistent, his kisses more demanding. You had no idea who was next, but you didn't care. You were lost in the sensation, the thrill of the game, the feeling of being wanted by all of them.

As the next cock slid into you, you felt a thrill of excitement. This one was different, slightly thicker than the others, and the way he was pumping into you was with a certain finesse that only one of them had. You took a deep breath, trying to place the scent that was now filling your nostrils. It was faint, but you caught a whiff of something spicy – it had to be San. His touch was firm but gentle, his cock stretching you just enough to make you squirm with pleasure.

You felt his hands on your hips, guiding you into his rhythm, his breath hot on your neck as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. San was always the one who knew how to get you going, his dirty talk a perfect blend of filthy and tender. You felt your walls tighten around him as you guessed, "San?" He chuckled and bit down on your earlobe, his hips never stopping their steady rhythm. "That's right, it's me, sweetheart," he mumbled, not stopping his thrusts for one second.

The room was alive with the sound of your moans and the rustling of the sheets. The other members were no longer silent spectators, their own breaths heavy and their own need evident in the air. You could feel the bed shifting as they jerked themselves off, watching you being fucked by their friend. It was a heady feeling, knowing you had them all on the edge, waiting for their turn.

But the game wasn't over yet. As San brought you to the brink of ecstasy, you felt the mattress shift again. He pulled out and the next set of hands were on you immediately, their scent a mix of sweat and something faintly mint – it was Hongjoong. His touch was firm, almost commanding, his cock sliding into you without hesitation. You gasped, the sudden change in sensation catching you off guard.

Hongjoong was always the leader, the one who knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it. His strokes were deep and powerful, hitting that spot inside you that only he knew how to find. You tried to guess who it was, your breath hitching as you felt the beginnings of another orgasm. "It's Hongjoong. Am I right?," you begged, desperate for the release.

There was no response, just the sound of his hips slapping against yours, his breathing growing more ragged. You felt him swell inside you, his grip tightening. And just as you were about to guess again, he spoke, his voice low and commanding. "Yes, princess. You're going to come for me, and only me." And with that, he began to pound into you, each thrust sending you closer to the edge.

You threw your head back, your body writhing underneath him. You could feel the others watching, their desire feeding into yours. And then, just as you thought you couldn't take it anymore, you felt yourself come apart. You screamed his name, your body spasming around his cock as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. He didn't stop until you were a trembling mess, until he had taken everything you had to give.

As he pulled out, you felt the wetness between your legs, the evidence of your pleasure mixing with theirs. The blindfold was removed and you looked around, your vision blurry with lust. They were all there, their eyes dark with desire, their cocks hard and demanding. You knew the night was far from over, and you were ready for whatever they had in store for you next.

The next round was a blur of sensations – the feel of Seonghwa's soft lips on your breasts as he took his turn. Sucking and licking on your nipples until they were plump and hard. It didn't take long to guess and you were quick to let him know that you knew exactly who was inside you.

You felt his body tense, his strokes growing more deliberate as he drove you closer and closer to the edge. You could almost feel the others' anticipation, their eyes on you as you moaned out Seonghwa's name. And when you did, when you finally let yourself come around him, he whispered a sweet nothing in your ear, a promise of more to come.

But it was when Wooyoung took over that the game reached a new level. He was always the wildcard, the one who liked to surprise you. You felt his tongue trace a wet line down your body, pausing to taste each drop of cum from the previous rounds. His touch was light, teasing, until it wasn't anymore.

"Final round, doll. Guess who I am," he said with a smirk in his voice, while he slammed into you, filling you up to the brim. You gasped, the sudden sensation making your body jolt. You managed to guess through clenched teeth, already knowing the answer. "Wooyoung," you moaned and he chuckled darkly, his hips moving in a punishing rhythm that had you begging for more.

He let you come as soon as he felt you clenching around him, filling you up soon after, his load shooting into you before he pulled out of you. He took off your blindfold, smiling down at you softly. "You did it. You guessed all of us right, baby," he praised and you couldn't help but chuckle at how insane this game was.

[atzaurora]

thanks for tagging sweetie :33

till the end of forever - song mingi

you need to be loved unconditionally. you need to be reminded that love is not temporary, that you deserve it. that those who love you will not leave. you need to be loved the way angels love humanity. or how devils love angels. you need to be loved in greatness, in fullness, you need to be loved hard and fierce. loud, shout it to the ends of the earth, your love won’t leave. you need to be loved when nothing else will be. you need to realize you are worthy even through the end.

I almost cried cuz this is so accurate :'(

anyways I'm tagging some of my mutuals: @sugawhaaa @hongjng8 @03jyh23 @yuyuonabeat +everyone who wants to <3

your ult bias + how you need to be loved

like the snow melts

you need to be loved patiently. you need to feel the love slowly creeping in, a warning, a way to back away if you’re too scared. you need to be loved cautiously, as if you’re fragile. you need to be loved gently, because love is messy and muddy and makes your socks wet and hurts if the sun gets too close. but you need to let yourself be loved, because when you do, it’ll feel like spring.

regretful to say this is quite accurate cz like. it's impossible to find someone who is patient enough to love me like this :>

anyways thanku for the tagggg @eoieopda !! im tagging @weird-bookworm @slytherinshua @arafilez @blue-jisungs @wheeboo @rubywonu @jjunhui @planetkiimchi @gyuswhore @chwedout @haecien and any moots ive missed ++ anyone else who wants to do this <3

[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]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒫𝒖𝒓𝒆 ℋ𝒆𝒂𝒕.﹙박성화 ﹚(0.9k)

𖥔 afab!reader x seonghwa ; dating ⸼જ Just having sex with him and pure smut tbh... ➤ imagine (smut) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/smut content, MDNI!!!, unprotected sex, m & f receiving, rough sex, lil bit of spanking, hair pulling .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ I wrote this at 3am and I was horny so yeah...no story whatsoever just pure horny :P enjoyyy

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

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His fingers pulled down your lace panties slowly, looking up at you in a teasing manner. Just a second ago you had settled for a movie night but now the movie was long forgotten. ── ࣪˖ MORE BELOW

He reached down to cup your heat, running his middle finger between your folds. You felt yourself getting wetter. He took your hand and placed it over his crotch, his eyes never leaving yours as you felt the bulge growing beneath his shorts.

Seonghwa leaned in and kissed you deeply, his tongue dancing with yours as he reached down to unbuckle his belt. You felt his bare skin against your hand, the heat of his arousal making your heart race.

With a smirk, he pulled away and stood up, taking off his shirt and throwing it aside. You stared at his toned torso, unable to resist the urge to reach out and trace the lines of his muscles with your fingertips.

He chuckled as he looked at you, seeming so innocent though he knew you were anything but. His lips found yours again, his tongue asking for permission to enter your mouth. The kiss was heated and passionate, nothing like the sweet and tender kisses you shared earlier.

He pulled away for a second, looking at your beautiful face and swollen lips. "God, I wanna eat you out so badly," he mumbled, running his hands up and down your thigh. You nodded, biting your lower lip as he pushed your legs apart wider.

His mouth was hot and wet on your pussy, his tongue licking and flicking against your clit. You threw your head back and moaned, gripping the couch cushions tightly.

"Mm, you taste so good," he murmured against your sensitive flesh, making you quiver even more. He took his time, savoring every moment, every taste of you.

As he licked and sucked, you felt yourself getting closer to the edge. You grabbed his hair, pushing his face deeper into your core. "Fuck, Seonghwa," you breathed out, your body tensing.

Finally, you couldn't hold it anymore. Your orgasm crashed over you, making you cry out his name. He didn't stop, lapping up every bit of your pleasure until you were a trembling mess.

He looked up at you with a satisfied smile, his eyes dark with desire. "Now, let's see if I can handle this," he said, climbing over you and positioning his cock at your entrance.

With one smooth thrust, he entered you, filling you completely. You gasped at the sudden fullness, your walls tightening around him. "You feel so good," he whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your neck.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him to move faster, deeper. He complied, his hips rocking into you, creating a delicious friction that had you panting.

But what you really craved was seeing his satisfied face as you rode him, feeling every inch of him deep inside you. So, with a surprising strength, you pushed him back onto the couch and straddled him.

Looking down into his eyes, you began to bounce up and down on his cock. It was a sight to behold, your breasts bouncing with each movement, your hair cascading around your face like a fiery waterfall.

Seonghwa's hands found your hips, guiding your rhythm, his own hips bucking to meet yours. The pleasure was intense, but you weren't done yet.

You leaned back, placing your hands on the back of the couch for support. The new angle hit you just right, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He watched you intently, his eyes hooded and full of lust.

"Take me deeper," you moaned and he did, his cock hitting a spot that made your toes curl. You threw your head back, riding him like a wild animal in heat.

The room was filled with the sounds of your skin slapping against his, your moans mingling with his grunts. The tension grew, a delicious ache building in your lower stomach.

He sat up, grabbing your waist and flipping you onto your back. "My turn," he smirked, settling between your legs and sliding back inside.

With one hand, he held the base of his cock, guiding it in and out of you at a steady, maddening pace. With the other, he played with your clit, making you squirm and beg for more.

You looked over your shoulder at him, watching his muscles flex as he took control. His eyes never left yours, the connection between you palpable.

Suddenly, he pulled out and flipped you onto all fours with your ass in the air holding your hair to make you look at him. "I wanna see your face when you come," he said, positioning himself behind you.

He slammed back into you, making you gasp. Each thrust was harder, deeper, more animalistic than the last. You felt his hand come down, slapping your ass lightly, leaving a warm sting in its wake.

The sensation only added to the fire building in your belly. "Oh god, Seonghwa," you moaned, your voice muffled by you biting down on your lip.

He reached around to grab your breasts, kneading them as he fucked you from behind. You could feel his cock hitting your g-spot with every stroke, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

He leaned down, his mouth by your ear, "Come for me, baby," he whispered, his breath hot and heavy. And with that, you did, your body convulsing around his cock as you screamed out his name.

He followed suit, his own release filling you up, marking you as his in the most primal way possible.

[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

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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]!

[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[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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[𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕] here!

[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]

in need for soft sex with lots, LOTS of kisses with seonghwa please please

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] ℬ𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒯𝒉𝒆 𝒞𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.﹙박성화﹚ (1.5k)

𖥔 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚. Having soft sex with Seonghwa, which includes getting lots and lots of kisses in between... ➤ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. fem!reader x seonghwa; dating ➤ 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆. imagine (smut) .ᐟ.ᐟ𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.ᐟ.ᐟ. smut, MDNI!!! unprotected sex, manual stimulation, oral sex, m & f receiving, multiple orgasms

❥ 𝒂/𝒏: I hope this is what you had in mind! sorry it took me so long, I needed to focus on work a bit more recently, so I'm still working on some requests, pls be patient :3 enjoyyy

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

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

Seonghwa took your hand gently, leading you toward your shared bedroom with a quiet sense of urgency. The anticipation between you both hung in the air like an unspoken promise, electrifying and thick with desire. As he opened the door, the scene before you made your breath hitch—a room softly illuminated by flickering candlelight, casting warm, golden shadows across the walls. The dim glow danced across the space, creating an intimate and romantic atmosphere, one that spoke of the care and thought Seonghwa had put into preparing this moment. ── ࣪˖ MORE UNDER THE CUT

Your eyes widened slightly as you took it all in, the quiet beauty of the room only amplifying the excitement building within you. As you neared the edge of the bed, you turned to face him, your gaze locking with his. The look in your eyes conveyed everything without a single word. Seonghwa stood tall before you, his figure silhouetted against the soft light from the hallway. His expression was calm but intense, and when you reached up to trace the sharp line of his jaw, your fingertips trailing over the warmth of his skin, you could feel his breath catch slightly.

His dark eyes searched yours, asking for permission without words, waiting for you to invite him closer. You responded with a slight nod, your heart racing, your breath already quickening with anticipation. That was all he needed.

Seonghwa leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss that was both soft and insistent, the kind of kiss that made heat bloom deep in your belly and sent shivers coursing through your veins. His hands, warm and strong, found their way to your waist, pulling you against him with a gentle but firm grip. You responded instinctively, your arms wrapping around his neck, holding him close as the kiss deepened. His lips parted yours, his tongue slipping inside in a slow, deliberate dance, tasting you with a hunger that sent your pulse skyrocketing.

There was something so familiar yet thrilling about him—he tasted faintly of mint, the subtle trace of the tea he'd been drinking earlier, a flavor that was uniquely his. His hands roamed over your body, exploring your curves with a tenderness that made your skin tingle in the wake of his touch. A quiet moan escaped your lips, vibrating between you as he deftly unbuttoned your shirt, his fingers working with practiced ease. As the fabric fell away, exposing your bare skin to the cool air, Seonghwa’s mouth left a trail of feather-light kisses along your neck and down to your collarbone, each one igniting a fire deep within you.

Gently, he urged you backward until the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed. You sat down without hesitation, watching as Seonghwa knelt before you, his eyes never leaving yours. His gaze was intense, filled with desire, and it sent a thrill through you as he slid your shirt off your shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. The lacy bra you had chosen for the evening caught his attention, and a soft groan escaped him as he reached behind you, unclasping it with ease and letting it fall away to reveal your breasts.

He leaned in, his breath hot against your skin as he placed a tender kiss on each peak, sending jolts of pleasure rippling through you. His hands continued to explore, sliding down your sides until they found the button of your jeans. In one smooth motion, he unbuttoned and unzipped them, slowly peeling them off along with your panties, leaving you exposed to his hungry gaze.

His lips pressed soft, lingering kisses down the length of your stomach, his touch reverent, as if savoring every inch of you. His breath fanned over the sensitive skin of your thighs, and you bit your bottom lip in anticipation, your body already humming with desire. When he paused at the juncture of your legs, he looked up at you, his eyes dark with intent. He didn’t need to ask; your silent nod was all the confirmation he needed.

The first touch of his tongue against your most sensitive spot sent shockwaves through your body, your head falling back as a gasp escaped your lips. His tongue was slow, deliberate, as it traced circles over your clit, the sensation both torturous and intoxicating. You fisted the bedsheets in your hands, desperate for something to ground you as he explored you with expert precision. Every flick, every swirl of his tongue brought you closer to the edge, your body trembling with the tension building inside you.

Seonghwa’s hands held your thighs gently, his touch grounding as he continued his ministrations. The sound of your soft whimpers and ragged breaths filled the room, mingling with the quiet crackle of the candles. When he finally found that perfect rhythm, teasing your clit while sliding a finger inside you, your hips bucked involuntarily, your body craving more of the exquisite pleasure he was giving you.

He took his time, savoring every moment, watching your reactions with dark, hooded eyes as he coaxed you closer and closer to release. Your back arched off the bed as the tension within you reached its breaking point, and with a strangled cry, the first wave of your orgasm crashed over you. Your body shook, your toes curling as pleasure pulsed through you in overwhelming waves.

Even as your body trembled, Seonghwa didn’t stop. He continued to kiss and lick at your sensitive flesh, drawing out your orgasm until you were breathless and spent. Only when he felt the last tremors fade did he pull away, his lips finding their way back to yours in a searing kiss that left you dizzy. You could taste yourself on his lips, the mix of your arousal and his hunger driving you wild all over again.

Desperation clawed at you as you reached for him, eager to feel his skin against yours, to lose yourself in him completely. Your hands fumbled to discard his clothes, pushing them off with a need that made your fingers tremble. Once he was free of the last of his clothing, he hovered above you, his body a work of art in the dim candlelight. Every muscle was defined, honed by years of dance practice, and the sight of him made your pulse quicken all over again.

Seonghwa laid you back on the bed, his body pressing against yours, the warmth of his skin like a balm to your heightened senses. His lips trailed down your neck and across your chest, his hands roaming freely, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. You felt the hard length of him pressing against your entrance, teasing you as he took a moment to appreciate the sight of you beneath him, your body open and ready for him.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, he slid inside you, filling you completely. The sensation of him stretching you, the way your body responded to his, had both of you moaning in unison. Your walls clenched around him, and Seonghwa let out a ragged breath as he began to move, each thrust deep and unhurried.

His kisses became more insistent, his teeth gently nipping at your bottom lip as his pace increased, his hips rolling in a rhythm that sent you spiraling. His hands, strong and sure, roamed over your body, exploring every inch of your skin as if committing it to memory. You could feel his muscles tensing beneath your fingertips, the sweat beginning to bead on his skin as he held himself back, his focus entirely on your pleasure.

Suddenly, his hand found its way between your legs, his thumb brushing over your clit with just enough pressure to send you over the edge once more. The combination of his thrusts and the attention to your most sensitive spot was overwhelming, and you cried out his name as you came around him, your nails digging into his back as your body clenched tight.

Seonghwa groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest as your climax triggered his own. With a final thrust, he pulled out, stroking himself with quick, desperate movements as he reached his peak. The warmth of his release spilled over your hand and stomach, the sight of him lost in pleasure making your heart race all over again.

Panting, he collapsed beside you, both of you utterly spent, the flickering candlelight painting the room in shades of gold and amber. Seonghwa leaned over to kiss your forehead, his eyes soft, filled with affection and adoration. "I love you," he whispered, his voice low, sending a warm shiver through you.

You turned to him with a content smile, your heart full as you whispered back, "I love you too."

You snuggled closer, feeling his heartbeat slow to match yours, the warmth of his body wrapping around you like a blanket.

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒮𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒚 𝒜𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔.﹙정윤호﹚(1.5k)

𖥔 afab!reader x yunho ; dating ⸼જ After an argument with Yunho, you both make up as he shows you just how sorry he is... ➤ imagine (smut, slight angst) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/smut content, MDNI!!!, unprotected sex, m & f receiving oral sex, make-up sex, light dirty talk, marking (hickeys) .ᐟ.ᐟ

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You were sprawled across your bed, staring at the ceiling, still feeling the remnants of the argument from earlier. The tension between you and Yunho lingered in the air, heavy and unspoken. You hated fighting with him, but sometimes, his words cut deeper than he realized. You knew he hadn't meant to upset you, but it was hard to shake off the sting of the argument.

A soft knock on your door pulled you from your thoughts. "Can I come in?" Yunho's voice was quiet, almost hesitant, as the door creaked open slightly. His head peeked through the crack, his eyes searching for yours. ── ࣪˖ MORE BELOW

"Yeah, come in," you replied, sitting up and crossing your arms, still feeling a little hurt. You didn't want to admit it, but seeing him standing there, looking a little unsure of himself, softened you just a bit.

He stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him with a soft click. "Look, I'm sorry, baby." His voice was sincere as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to you. "I overreacted, and I shouldn't have said all that." His hand found yours, and the way his eyes met yours, you knew he truly regretted his words.

The argument had started over something small, as it often does. You'd both been tired, stressed from work and life, and it had blown up faster than either of you had anticipated. He'd raised his voice, saying things in the heat of the moment that stung, and you'd reacted defensively. The exchange left a bruise on your heart that hadn’t yet faded.

You took a deep breath, the memory of his sharp words replaying in your mind. But looking at him now, his face softened with genuine remorse, it was hard to stay angry. You nodded, scooting closer to him. "It's okay. I know you didn't mean it." You pressed a small kiss to his cheek, and a hint of relief flickered across his face as he felt your warmth return to him.

Yunho wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you closer to him, his hold strong but gentle. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his lips brushing against your skin as he placed tender kisses there. "No, I really am sorry, sweetheart," he mumbled against your neck, his voice vibrating softly against you. "I hate that I hurt you. Let me make it up to you."

Your eyes widened slightly at the tone of his voice, the way it dipped lower, laced with a promise. "What exactly are you thinking about?" you asked, your breath catching in your throat as you felt his lips travel along the curve of your neck.

Yunho chuckled softly, his warm breath tickling your skin as he hovered over you, gently easing you back against the mattress. "I'll show you," he murmured, his lips brushing yours in a soft but intentional kiss. The tension from your earlier argument was melting away, replaced by something hotter, something far more urgent.

The kiss deepened quickly, far more passionate than the soft apologies you'd shared moments ago. There was a hunger in his touch, an intensity that made your heart race. His tongue flicked against your bottom lip, seeking entrance, and you eagerly parted your lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His tongue tangled with yours, each movement slow and deliberate, as if he were trying to tell you with every kiss just how sorry he was.

Your fingers found the hem of his shirt, clinging to it as you let out a small gasp, feeling his hands move to the waistband of your pants. He hesitated for a second, pulling away slightly to meet your gaze. His dark eyes flickered with something between desire and regret. "Shh, relax," he whispered, his voice deep and soothing as his fingers slipped inside your pants. "Let me do the work. It’s my way of apologizing."

He ran his finger lightly over the damp spot on your panties, a low, mocking laugh escaping his lips. "God, you're already so wet for me," he taunted, his voice thick with lust as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of your pants and pulled them down along with your underwear. The fabric slipped off easily, leaving your lower half completely exposed to him.

Your breath hitched as he wasted no time, quickly moving to free your breasts from your shirt and bra, leaving you completely bare beneath him. His eyes drank in the sight of you, a look of pure admiration on his face as he licked his lips. You felt your cheeks heat up under his intense gaze, a mixture of vulnerability and anticipation washing over you.

Yunho stood up briefly, pulling off his own jeans and boxers, his erection already straining, eager to be inside you. He positioned himself between your legs, teasing you by running the tip of his cock between your folds, collecting your slick. "This is what I should’ve been doing instead of arguing," he muttered, his voice thick with desire as he pushed himself inside you in one smooth motion, filling you completely.

You let out a soft moan as your walls stretched to accommodate his thick length. The feeling of him buried so deep inside you made any remnants of your earlier anger melt away entirely. There was no space left for anything but the pleasure building between you, the way his hips rolled slowly at first, allowing you to adjust to the fullness.

Even if a part of you had still been angry, it was impossible to hold onto that now. The way he filled you, hitting that sweet spot inside you with every thrust, made your body tremble with pleasure. Each stroke had you closer to falling apart beneath him, your mind consumed with the feel of him moving inside you, taking you with the intensity you craved.

Yunho pressed his lips against your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he whispered, "There we go, baby. Feels good, doesn’t it?" His voice was low and teasing, but the way his hips snapped against yours with more force made you gasp. His lips traveled along your neck, leaving a trail of marks that would undoubtedly linger, small reminders of this moment for you to see later.

Your fingers found his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as the knot in your stomach tightened, your body hurtling toward release. The way his cock stretched you, filling you perfectly with each thrust, left you a moaning mess beneath him. "Yunho…" His name was the only word you could manage, each syllable broken by the sounds of your pleasure.

He could feel you clenching around him, your walls squeezing him tighter with every thrust. "You’re close, aren’t you?" he asked, though it was less of a question and more of a statement. The way your body trembled beneath him, the desperate moans falling from your lips, told him everything he needed to know.

You could only nod in response, unable to form coherent words as your climax approached rapidly. Your head fell back against the pillow, and your nails scratched along his back, leaving red trails in their wake. The tension coiled tighter and tighter in your belly, and with a few more thrusts, you came hard around his cock, your orgasm crashing over you in waves.

Yunho groaned, the feeling of your walls clenching around him nearly sending him over the edge. "That’s it, angel. Come whenever you want. This is for you," he murmured, his voice breathless as his hips continued to move, riding out your high.

Your vision blurred with pleasure, the warmth of his words sinking into your bones as you trembled beneath him. Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, you felt him twitch inside you, signaling that he was close as well.

Your fingernails dug deeper into his skin as he chased his own release, his thrusts growing sloppier but no less intense. And then, with a low groan, he came inside you, filling you up as his hips jerked against yours. The sensation of his warm release mixing with your own sent another shiver of pleasure through you.

Yunho slowed his movements, gently riding out the last of his high before finally pulling out of you. His chest heaved as he leaned down, pressing soft kisses to your thighs before licking away the cum that was starting to drip from your swollen core.

He climbed back up to meet your lips, kissing you deeply. You could taste the salty sweetness of both of you on his tongue, and you couldn’t help but chuckle into the kiss.

Pulling back slightly, you whispered, "We should argue more often, because that was amazing."

Yunho smiled against your lips, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I’ll make sure I mess up more often then," he teased softly, his voice still breathless. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close, and you couldn’t help but feel the warmth of his embrace as the final reminder of just how deeply he cared.

[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

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[about me] + [guidelines]!

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] mᥲs𝗍ᥱrᥣіs𝗍

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

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

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[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)

-guess who? ★(imagine)

-wearing a push-up bra ★(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)

-forbidden lessons ★(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)

-audio #2 ★(audio)

-pure heat ★(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)

-audio #1 ★(audio)

-stormy apologies ★✱(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)

-honeyed temptations ★(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)

-nail polish ☆(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)

-craving the storm ★(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)

-gentle comforts ✱☆(reaction)

-midnight glances ★☆(text messages)

─ · ─ · ─ · ─ · ─ ◠ . ◠ . ◠ . ◠

❥ 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]

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]!

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[about me] + [guidelines]!

[atzaurora]

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒜𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒯𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒩𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔.﹙에이티즈 hyung line﹚

maknae line here!

𖥔 fem!reader x ateez ; dating ⸼જ summary... ➤ text messages (smut/suggestive) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/smut/suggestive content, MDNI!!! .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ my first text message imagine! it's not much but i hope you like it anyways ^^ feel free to leave feedback or requests! enjoyyy

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

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

reblogs appreciated

HONGJOONG

── ࣪˖ OTHER MEMBERS BELOW

SEONGHWA

YUNHO

YEOSANG

[atzaurora]

a cute date with mingi involved painting his nails and picking rings to go with the nails

ahhhhhh it would be so cuteeeee i bet he blushing so hard

[˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗] 𝒩𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒫𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉.﹙송민기﹚(0.9k)

𖥔 afab!reader x mingi ; dating ⸼જ Having a date with Mingi, where you get to paint his nails... ➤ imagine (fluff) .ᐟ.ᐟ >none< .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ such a cute idea! hope you like it :3 enjoyyy

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

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

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You sat on your soft bedspread, sorting all kinds of nail polish in different colours. You and your boyfriend had agreed to say home tonight, instead of going out for a date.

"So, what's the plan tonight?" Mingi asked, peeking into the room with a gentle smile.

You looked up, meeting his eyes. "Just a little surprise for us," you said, holding a finger to your lips. "But you have to sit down first." ── ࣪˖ MORE BELOW

He obeyed, curiosity piquing as he sat beside you. The room was filled with the faint scent of vanilla candles, casting a warm glow around the space. You'd spent hours preparing for this moment, hoping it would be something special and fun to do together.

Mingi's eyes widened as he saw the nail art supplies laid out. "You're going to paint my nails?" he asked, his cheeks already beginning to blush.

"Only if you want me to," you teased, holding up a bottle of shimmering blue polish. "It's your choice, after all."

He didn't even have to think and immediately nodded. "Of course, I want you to," he said, extending his hand. "But only if I get to pick the design."

You took his hand carefully, inspecting his nails. They were clean and well-kept, perfect for you to get started. "Alright," you said, "what colour would you like?" He chuckled, admiring your excited face for a moment before deciding. "Mhm...maybe black." You sighed, giggling at his obvious choice.

"Of course. But pick another colour for the details and extras, it can't be all black," you said, smiling up at him. You appreciated that he let you do this, even though he liked to keep his nails simple and natural most of the time.

He nodded, looking around at all the colours. "This one looks nice," he responded, pointing at a wine red polish. You gasped dramatically, surprised by his good colour matching. "Ooh, very nice. These two go well together."

He laughed, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. "Okay, hands please." You stuck out your own hands to grab a hold of his.

Mingi's blush deepened, but he didn't protest. He watched as you painted the first nail with careful strokes, the black polish gliding smoothly over the surface. The silence was filled with the comforting sound of the TV playing a random sitcom in the background. You both chuckled at the occasional laugh track, the tension in the air easing slightly.

"I think I'm done with the base. Now we're going to let them dry for a bit," you said, looking at what you have done so far with a satisfied smile. His hands glid out of your grip as he lifted him to get a closer look.

"You did good, baby," he praised, poking out his lips for you to kiss. You laughed softly, gladly accepting the offer by pressing your lips against his.

You two continued to watch the TV for a bit while waiting for the polish to dry. Your head laid on Mingi's shoulder, while he watched out for his nails so they wouldn't get smudged. Your gaze drifted away from the TV and landed on your desk where a box of jewellery was placed.

As Mingi stayed on the bed, you made your way to the desk, suddenly having an idea in mind. You rummaged through the box, looking for rings that matched the nail design.

You found a a few that you thought would look good with the black and red, carrying them over to him. "Look what I found," you squealed, opening your hand to show him the rings.

"They look really good, sweetheart. I'll wear them once my nails are done, okay?" he asked and you nodded, placing the jewellery on the bedside table.

"Alright, then I should get these done." You took his hands into yours again, making him sit up properly again. Mingi felt his face heating up again, simply by having your hands holding his. He was down bad...

He watched closely as your face grimaced with concentration, trying your hardest not to mess up the lines. It only took you a few more minutes, till you giggled excited, finally done with your work.

"Look!" He immediately held out his hands in front of him, looking at your designs carefully.

"I love them baby! You're really good at this." He smiled from ear to ear, seeing how your face lit up once you heard he liked them too.

You got up, collecting the rings from the table. "Now...," you sat back down again, signaling him to stick out his hand again. "...the final accessory."

You slid the silver ring onto his ring finger, before placing the other two on his other hand, on both the index and middle finger. You held his hand up to the light, admiring the final result. "What do you think?" you asked, your voice full of excitement.

He stared at his hand, the rings glinting in the candlelight. "It's perfect," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

You couldn't help but smile at his reaction. The evening had turned into something even more fun than you'd planned, but you loved it. You liked seeing Mingi this way, vulnerable and open and not trying to hide his true excitement.

[atzaurora]

hi can you please do a “Ateez reaction to you wearing a push up bra” preferably a established relationship, thanks 💕💕💕💕💕

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𖥔 afab!reader x ateez ; dating, established relationship ⸼જ Their reaction to you wearing a push-up bra... ➤ text messages (suggestive) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/suggestive content, MDNI!!! .ᐟ.ᐟ

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[atzaurora]

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𖥔 afab!reader x san ; dating ⸼જ He makes you ride his thigh... ➤ imagine (smut) .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+/smut content, MDNI!!! unprotected sexual activity, f receiving (oral implications), power dynamics (mild dominance), thigh riding, name calling (doll, angel, etc.) .ᐟ.ᐟ

꒰🖇꒱ I'm a little too obsessed with his thighs...anyways sorry for not posting much, trying to be more active! THANKS FOR 0.8k guys :3 enjoyyy

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

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"Come on, baby," San taunted, his voice low and thick with desire as his eyes locked with yours, a teasing glint in their depths. You could feel the tension crackling in the air between you like electricity. Taking a step closer, your pulse quickened as his hand found its place on your hip, his thumb gently stroking the skin beneath the fabric of your shirt. His eyes roamed over your body, taking in every inch and you could feel heat rising to your cheeks under the weight of his gaze. ── ࣪˖ MORE BELOW

His fingers hooked into the waistband of your skirt, tugging on it lightly, a teasing smile playing on his lips as he slowly pulled it down over your hips. The fabric slid down your legs, the soft rustling sound filling the space between you. "So pretty," he muttered under his breath, his eyes darkening as he drank in the sight of you. A smile curled at the corners of your lips at his praise, the warmth in his voice sending a wave of anticipation through your body.

Your skirt hit the floor, pooling around your feet in a discarded heap. You stepped out of it, your heart racing as you kicked it to the side. San leaned back on his hands, watching you intently with that familiar gleam of mischief in his eyes, his posture relaxed but his attention laser-focused on you. As you leaned down to kiss him, his lips met yours with a slow, languid intensity that sent shivers down your spine.

One of his hands slid to the small of your back, his palm warm against your skin, while the other wandered lower to cup your ass, pulling you closer until you were seated on his lap. The raw fabric of his jeans created delicious friction against your core as you instinctively rolled your hips forward, a soft gasp escaping your lips at the sensation. You clutched at his shirt, your fingers curling into the fabric as you tried to find some stability in the whirlwind of sensations flooding your body.

San chuckled softly, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "Let's get rid of these jeans, doll. They're no good. I wanna feel you properly." His tone was playful yet commanding, his words sending a thrill of excitement racing through you.

You wasted no time, your fingers fumbling slightly in your eagerness as you undid the button and zipper of his jeans. Standing up from his lap for a brief moment, you pulled his pants down, discarding them onto the floor alongside your skirt. He watched you with hooded eyes, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as his hands immediately found your hips again, guiding you back onto his thigh.

You met his gaze, your eyes pleading, silently asking for more. "Please, San," you whispered, your voice laced with desperation as the ache between your legs grew unbearable.

He shook his head slowly, his smirk widening. "Mhm, you’ll get what you want," he murmured, his hand trailing up your spine, making your skin tingle with anticipation, "but first..." His fingers brushed lightly against your shoulder blades, sending goosebumps rippling across your skin as he leaned in closer, his lips grazing your ear. "You can work a bit yourself, don’t you think?"

Your breath caught in your throat as his words sank in, your eyes flicking down to where you sat on his thigh, completely exposed and aching for him. You let out a soft groan, your hands finding purchase on his broad shoulders as you began to rock your hips against his thigh, the friction between your slick heat and the rough fabric of his pants sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

San’s grip on your waist tightened, and with a firm but gentle motion, he shifted you slightly, positioning you over his knee, right where his tattoo was inked. The sensation of the firm muscle beneath you pressed against your core, and you couldn’t help but let out a breathy moan. "S-San, fuck..." you whimpered, your head falling forward as the intensity of the feeling overwhelmed you.

He watched you closely, his dark eyes filled with lust and satisfaction as you rode his thigh. Occasionally, he bounced his leg beneath you, the added motion pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Your eyes fluttered shut, your head tilting back in pure ecstasy as the pleasure built higher and higher, your body on fire with need.

"Angel, look at me," San commanded, his voice husky and filled with authority. His hand shot up to your chin, gripping it gently but firmly as he pulled your face closer to his. Your eyes snapped open, locking with his as you struggled to keep them from falling shut again. The sight of his intense, heated gaze as you rode him sent you spiraling, your body trembling with the effort to hold back.

You couldn’t resist any longer. With a few more desperate rolls of your hips, you tumbled over the edge, your orgasm crashing through you like a tidal wave. "San!" you cried out, his name tumbling from your lips as you came, your body shaking with the force of your release. Your thighs clenched around his leg, your hands gripping his shoulders tightly as you rode out the waves of pleasure that coursed through you.

San’s lips found the curve of your neck, his mouth hot and wet as he kissed and nipped at your sensitive skin, his breath ragged as he whispered against your throat, "That’s it, sweetheart. Just like that." His voice was thick with pride and satisfaction as he held you close, his hands roaming over your back, soothing the aftershocks of your orgasm.

With shaky legs, you finally stood up, your body still buzzing from the intensity of your climax. You glanced down at the mess you had made, your juices glistening on his thigh, particularly over his tattoo. San chuckled softly as he followed your gaze, shaking his head in amusement. "All over my tattoo, huh?" he teased, his voice filled with playful affection.

You shrugged, a cheeky smile tugging at your lips as you grabbed a towel from the nearby chair. "Guess you’ll have to clean that up," you replied, your tone light and teasing as you began wiping down his thigh, the warmth of the afterglow still lingering in the air between you.

San caught your wrist gently, pulling you back onto his lap as his gaze softened, his playful demeanor shifting into something more tender. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his lips lingering against your skin. "You’re incredible, you know that?," he murmured, his voice low and filled with sincerity.

Your heart swelled at his words and you leaned into him, resting your head against his chest as you wrapped your arms around his neck. The intensity of the moment had passed, leaving you both in a state of peaceful contentment, your bodies entwined as the world outside faded into the background.

"You always know how to push me just far enough," you whispered, a soft laugh escaping your lips as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck. "I’m starting to think you enjoy teasing me like that."

San chuckled, his chest vibrating against yours as he pressed another kiss to your hair. "Maybe," he admitted with a grin, his fingers tracing idle patterns along your spine. "But only because I love seeing the way you fall apart for me."