#( tfwbluu )

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — no plot, somnophilia, fingering, raw sex (stay safe!), creampie, sex in the dorms, kissing & marking up.

WORDCOUNT — 0.9K

NOTE — riki is the type to sleep shirtless i don’t make the rules. thank you all for patiently waiting, enjoy your food <3

To say he wasn’t riled up by your sleeping form was an understatement. Maybe it was the delirium of the early hour, but the way your warm body pressed against his bare chest, a stark contrast to the cool air in the room, was nothing short of torment. Your soft breathing as you peacefully slept, and the way your ass settled perfectly against his growing arousal made it nearly impossible for him to focus on anything else.

The thin shirt you were wearing did little to help his restraint. One shoulder was left bare, the fabric slipping down just enough to tease him, and the hem had bunched up against your stomach, exposing the delicate lace of your white panties. His gaze lingered, drinking in every detail.

“Fuck… you’re such a tease even without doing anything, angel,” he murmured under his breath, his voice husky with longing as his hands hesitantly began to wander over your form. Slowly, he moved closer, his lips brushing softly against your exposed shoulder.

It wasn’t like you hadn’t talked about these moments before—after all, you were the one who had surprised him by initiating morning sex not long ago, waking him with your mouth wrapped around him. The memory made his restraint slip even further.

After what felt like an eternity of debating with himself, he finally decided to give in to the temptation. With deliberate care, he pushed down his sweats and boxers, freeing himself. His hands gently slipped beneath your panties, pulling them down with practiced ease, careful not to wake you.

He gently adjusted your position carefully, not wanting you to wake up just yet. You shivered in your sleep as the cool air touched your arousal, he took a small squirt of lube before pressing his fingers on them, gently pushing them in one first before another. You hummed in your sleep, squirming a little bit but not entirely awake. Riki couldn’t hold back anymore. He pulled his fingers from you, earning a soft whine that sent shivers down his spine.

“Shit, you’re so sensitive, aren’t you, angel?” he murmured, his voice low and raspy. Aligning his length against your soaked folds, he pushed in gently, savoring the way your body welcomed him. Slowly, he began to move, each thrust purposeful and controlled.

His hands pressed firmly into the bedsheets on either side of you, his gaze locked on your squirming form. Your eyes fluttered open, a groan spilling from your lips as a sudden wave of pleasure coursed through your body.

“Ki…? Ngh…” you moaned, your voice hazy and laced with sleep, the sensation of him filling you overwhelming.

“There’s my baby. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Riki whispered, his tone soft but filled with desire. He leaned down, pressing feather-light kisses along your collarbone and up to your jaw, his hips still moving in a steady rhythm. “You just looked so pretty, baby. I couldn’t hold myself,” he confessed, his lips finally capturing yours, swallowing your small, needy whines as he thrust deeper into you.

“Mhm, Riki…” You breathed out, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, slowly losing control in your own voice, becoming louder and louder as he pressed harder into you.

“Careful, baby. We’re still in the dorms,” Riki murmured, his voice husky but steady, pressing a hand over your lips to stifle your moans. “I know you can be a good girl and stay quiet, right?” he teased, his dark eyes locking with yours.

The muffled sounds of your cries mixed with the wet squelching and the sharp slapping of your bodies meeting, the only noises filling the room. Despite his caution, his desperation grew with each passing second. He hooked your legs up higher, angling himself to hit deeper inside you, his pace quickening as the tension in both of you began to peak.

“Fuck, baby, your pussy’s taking me so well—like it was made for me,” he groaned near your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. Between kisses along your shoulders and collarbones, he could feel the way you tightened around him, the knot in your stomach nearing its breaking point.

“Cum for me, baby,” he urged, his voice both commanding and tender as he thrust one last time, sending you spiraling into your release. Your walls clenched tightly around him, pushing him over the edge as he spilled into you, the warmth of his seed filling you. He continued his slow, gentle thrusts before pulling out, watching with fascination as his release dripped from you. “That’s it,” he whispered, his tone full of admiration.

“You’re so needy,” you teased through labored breaths, locking eyes with him, your lips curling into a soft smirk.

“Just for you,” he replied without hesitation, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. He lay beside you, pulling you close, his eyes glowing with affection as you both caught your breath. But it didn’t take long before he grew hard again.

“Do you think you can take a few more, baby?” he asked, his fingers brushing over your sensitive skin. Before you could respond, his hard cock was already pushing inside you again, your leg instinctively resting over his hip as he filled you once more. “Fuck, Ki… Ah~!” you whimpered, as he smirked against the crook of your neck.

“Be quiet,” he whispered, his voice low and teasing as he began to move slowly, each thrust growing in need. “We wouldn’t want my hyungs to know how much you love my cock, hmm?”

TAGLIST — @kikidoul @rikiives @contyynishimura @ziiao @lilmarsh-t @bxcndd @laylasbunbunny @d-dilemma

[kikidoul]

── CRY FOR ME.

ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ 박성훈 x fem! reader content established relationship ᥫ᭡ warning explicit sexual content petnames used pussy eating fingering unprotected sex dacryphilia breeding kink minor degrading belly bulge overstimulation(?) mating press position LOL . . .!? 1320 — mlist. req+req

note. i combined two requests together as i don't want to write the same things twice... and i HAD to use the weekend's song from hurry up tomorrow. please listen to the album thanks xoxo taglist. @tfwbluu @heesimps

If there was one thing Sunghoon learnt in his six-months relationship with you, it was that he secretly loves it when you’re crying. Don’t get him wrong, he hates it whenever he sees you breaking down, telling him through your sobs about how horrible your day went—ranging from how your boss had scolded you in front of everyone to how things simply weren’t going your way.

In those scenarios, Sunghoon will take it upon himself to comfort you, embracing you in his arms as he whispers sweet-nothings while lovingly brushing his hand through your hair. 

However, he prefers to have you underneath him, pressed into the mattress of your bed. The lewd sound of skin against skin along with obscene squelches of your body fluids and the barely audible chanting of his name, spilling from your lips echoed amongst the four walls of the bedroom. Sunghoon tightened his grip on your hips, nails digging into your skin hard enough to leave indents behind. Your legs were slung over his broad shoulders, toes curling at how his cock kept abusing the same spot without any intention of stopping. 

“Hngh—T-Too much!” you protested, warm tears forming in your eyes. Despite your words, you couldn’t find it in yourself to move away. Although, it’s not like you could in the first place, not when you were helpless and completely left at his mercy. 

Sunghoon grinned at the sight of a single teardrop trickling down your face. “Oh? You were begging for this and now you’re saying it’s too much? Too bad, because you’re going to take it, no matter what.” 

He timed his thrusts with the final three words, eliciting a high-pitched whine from the depths of your throat. You couldn’t say his name anymore, not when he had you in this position for what felt like an eternity. Only breathless whimpers, moans and whimpers fell from your lips. Your muscles tightened and you wanted to say something, anything but the pure intensity of your climax made you forget how to speak. 

Sunghoon groaned when he saw how you squirted with some landing on the already dirtied sheets while some landed on your bodies. He glanced up, eyes darkening a shade at how you were sobbing, body trembling as he continued to thrust into you. 

“H-Hoonie, st-stop,” you sniffled, looking at him with teary, misty eyes. He swore he nearly cum right there and then. 

“Fuck, you’re driving me insane,” he cursed, grabbing your legs and pulled them off his shoulders. He moved to hover over you without pulling out. This way, he was able to get a front-row view of your facial expressions. 

You tried to hide your face but Sunghoon moved your hands away, leaning down to press a soft kiss on your forehead—a huge contrast to your current situation. “Don’t hide from me, princess. I want to see you.”

His eyes greedily drink in your face—dazed eyes and parted lips. To him, you were as beautiful as always. He ducked his head, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss. You gasped, whining into his mouth when his left hand snaked down to fondle with your hardened left nipple. He gently tugged on it, groaning into the kiss when you twitched, instinctively clenching down on his cock. 

You were able to see the signs of Sunghoon reaching his climax—his ragged breathing, his previously timely thrusts growing sloppy and frantic as he’s chasing after his orgasm and how he became more vocal as well. You whined as he spilled inside you, pushing himself deeper, not wanting to waste a single drop. At this point, you were beyond exhausted, unable to move your limbs as you laid there, catching your breath. You hissed as he slowly pulled out while rubbing comforting circles on your hips. 

Your eyes flickered to his face, noting how he couldn’t look away from where you were connected, how you were split apart by him. He reached out, his long, slender fingers easily sliding into your warm, full hole. You squeaked, legs spasming at the sudden invasion. 

“Hoonie, n-no more!” You outright wailed when he curled his fingers in the correct angle, making stars explode in your sight and your mind spun. 

But Sunghoon wasn’t listening. His mind was in another place—thinking about how good you’ll look bearing his children. He could visualise it: mini versions of you and him running around the house while both of you were relaxing, basking in the warm sunlight. He turned a deaf ear to your protests, wasting no time in slamming his cock back into your stretched out hole that shows no form of resistance. 

“Fuck!” You whimpered, hands blindly reaching out to grip onto his upper shoulders, nails digging into his skin. 

“How’re you still so tight? Maybe you need to be fucked everyday to loosen this tight cunt of yours,” he cursed, changing your position, resulting in him sitting and leaning against the bedframe with you sitting prettily on his lap. 

Sunghoon coos at how you sniffled, reaching out to wipe the tears away. His hand trailed down and down until he stopped at your stomach—where a bulge was seen. “Look at you, you’re taking me so well and deep, princess. It’s like you’re asking to be bred, am I wrong?” 

He gently pressed down on the bulge, savoring the way you sweetly gasped, letting out a mixture of a moan and mewl. Your eyelids fluttered shut when your boyfriend thrusted upwards from below. You rested your hands on his stomach, feeling how his muscles tightened as he quickened his pace, easily reducing you to a flushed, blubbering mess. 

“Ngh—H-Hoonie, fuck, m-more,” you cried, words borderline slurring. You felt like you were floating, with how smooth his cock moved in and out of you. 

“Yeah, you want more? You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you?” He sneers, words dripping with disdain, eyes focused on you getting drowned in pleasure. “You want me to pump you full? Make you carry my children? Is that what you want, hm?”

Sunghoon’s words make you let out a pathetic whimper. “P-Please.” 

“Please what, darling?” His lips curled upwards, already knowing what you’re about to say. 

“..want you to knock me up,” you mumbled, shyly averting your eyes to the side. It feels like you were confessing your sins. 

But Sunghoon was having none of it. He grabbed your chin, turning your head forward—forcing you to look at him. “Since you asked so nicely, who am I to refuse?” 

Before you could react, he flipped you onto your back, returning you to your previous position. He bends you until you are in a mating press, forcing you to wrap your arms around his neck as he raises your legs, making you wrap them around his waist. Sunghoon was able to slip in deeper with the change of position, earning a moan from you. He wasted no time in pounding into you with new determination—the determination to make you pregnant. 

You could barely think straight, arching your back off the bed. It didn’t take you long to reach your climax. Your walls clenched against him, your breath hitching with every thrust. Your boyfriend was quick to follow, releasing inside you. Sunghoon kissed your forehead, his previously erratic movements eventually coming to a stop. Panting, he made no move to pull out and instead, collapsed on top of you. 

“Get off me!” You squeaked, smacking the back of his head, scrunching your nose in disgust at how your fluids were now stuck on your sweaty bodies. 

“Ow! That’s not how you should treat your lovely boyfriend, you know,” he grumbled, rolling off you, granting you the chance to breathe without feeling suffocated. 

“Lovely? You literally blew my back out,” you retorted, only to regret what you said when he sent you a teasing smirk. 

“Do not.” 

Sunghoon raised his hands in surrender. “I didn’t even say anything!”

[selleprotection]

LMAOOOOO laughed the fuck out loud just now..

this disgusting pos of a “writer” @tfwbluu blocked me after i reblogged their even more dusgusting thing of a so called “work” saying how nasty they are for writing smut for riki.

it’s a bit silly isn’t it… must’ve hit a nerve 😢 or maybe this just proves that they have at least a little bit of realization that what they’re doing is wrong and yuckie.. either way doesn’t make it okay and please do report them and any other person you see participating in such activities.

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — porn with little plot, pet names, light choking, ki’s lowkey possessive, slight size kink, oral (f. rec), raw sex (stay safe), praise, fingering, squirting, creampie, overstimulation.

WORDCOUNT — 2K

NOTE — this is purely self indulgent because i’m down bad TT i haven’t wrote smut in so long pls bare w me. lmk if i missed anything in the warnings !

As the weather grew colder and Christmas approached, the festive spirit had already begun spreading. Homes were glowing with decorations, and you were no exception. You found yourself setting up some lights on the tiny Christmas tree Jungwon had insisted he’d get for you.

“It’s no fun if we don’t decorate a little bit!” he had complained. Unable to say no to him, you had simply agreed, though decorating wasn’t usually your thing.

Sitting on the couch, lost in thought, you didn’t hear the door open or the faint “I’m home” that followed.

Riki walked in, noticing you hadn’t heard him. With a mischievous smile, he decided to tackle you from behind, making you yelp in surprise.

“Caught you,” he teased, his voice playful.

You let out a small pout but slowly relaxed into his arms. “You scared me,” you murmured, resting your hands on his arms.

A stray thought flickered through your mind as you noticed his arms. ‘Have they gotten bigger since last time?’

“What’s my baby got running through her pretty little head?” Riki asked, moving you onto his lap, positioning you sideways so he could see your face.

“Nothing much,” you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. “I was just thinking about what to get you and the others for Christmas. Honestly, I have no idea.” Your fingers idly played with the rings on his fingers.

“You know you don’t have to get us anything, right?” Riki chuckled. “I’m sure the guys would be more than happy if you just made them that steak of yours again. Remember how they devoured it last time?”

You smiled softly but shook your head. “I’d feel bad not giving you guys something when you all keep showering me with gifts…”

Your hands finally settled on his, the size difference between your hands and his catching your attention.

Riki hummed thoughtfully, letting you sit in silence for a moment. Then, an idea seemed to light up his mind, making him sit up a little straighter.

“There is something I’d like to have for Christmas,” he said, pulling you closer.

“Hmm? What is it?” you asked, looking up at him with curious, doe-like eyes.

“You.”

Before you could process his words, Riki pushed you down onto the couch, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. His hands cradled your neck while yours pressed against his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

A small moan escaped your lips as his hand slipped under your shirt, caressing your waist. The chill of his rings against your skin sent goosebumps racing across your body.

His kisses grew more feverish, each one more desperate than the last, as if silently begging for more. His tongue flicked against your lips, before he pulled away slightly, leaving you breathless and yearning for more.

“Let’s move somewhere more comfortable, yeah?” he murmured, pulling away just enough to look into your dazed eyes.

You nodded, unable to form coherent words. Smiling at your silent agreement, Riki effortlessly scooped you up into his arms and carried you toward your bedroom.

Riki skillfully opened the door to your room, locking it behind him before settling you gently onto the bed. Hovering above you, he captured your lips in another kiss, this time deeper, more desperate. Your hands wrapped around his neck, fingers threading through his hair, tugging lightly, eliciting a low groan from him.

His lips trailed from your cheek down to your neck and collarbone, suckling softly on the sensitive skin, leaving faint marks that would remind you of this moment. You leaned back, granting him more access, and he took full advantage, his hands slipping to the hem of your (or rather, his) oversized shirt, silently asking for permission.

“Go ahead, Ki,” you breathed, your voice soft yet full of anticipation.

With your approval, he gently removed the shirt, revealing your bare chest. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight before him, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Not wearing anything underneath, huh, baby?” he teased, pressing a kiss between your breasts.

“That wasn’t on purpose,” you mumbled, cheeks flushed crimson as his lips moved closer to your sensitive peaks.

“Hmm,” he hummed in amusement, his lips latching onto your right nipple while his hand cupped and teased the other. He alternated between soft kisses, flicks of his tongue, and gentle sucks, drawing whimpers from you as your body arched under his ministrations.

Your hands found the hem of his shirt, tugging at it with need, silently pleading for him to remove it. Riki obliged, swiftly discarding the fabric before resuming his trail of kisses along your body.

“My,” kiss. “Pretty,” kiss. “Girl,” kiss.

You sighed, hands pulling his face back up to meet yours. Your lips melded together in a fervent kiss, the heat between you both intensifying as your hands explored the expanse of his bare skin, savoring the warmth of his touch and the electricity sparking between you. Riki broke the kiss, leaving you breathless and whining in protest as you instinctively chased his lips.

“Patience angel,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. His hands slid down to your pajama pants, tugging them off slowly along with your panties. You tried to lift your hips to help, your body trembling with anticipation.

When he finally had you bare, his eyes darkened at the sight of how wet you were. He groaned, settling between your legs and hooking them over his shoulders. His arms wrapped around your thighs, holding you firmly in place as he glanced up at you, silently asking for permission.

Growing impatient, you reached down and gently pushed his head closer. He smirked, taking it as a clear sign to continue. With a lingering kiss to your folds, he dragged his tongue slowly up your slick heat, making you shudder.

A moan escaped your lips, your fingers gripping the sheets as the tension inside you grew. Riki’s tongue worked skillfully, alternating between broad strokes along your folds and flicks against your clit. When he sucked on your swollen bud, your moans grew louder, hips arching off the bed in response.

“Fuck... Riki~!” you cried, your body quivering as his hand moved to join his mouth. Two fingers slid into you with ease, curling perfectly to hit the sensitive spot inside you. He continued his relentless assault, his lips and tongue never straying from your clit as his fingers worked you closer to the edge.

“I—I’m close! Riki!” you gasped, the pressure in your stomach snapping as your release gushed out. He groaned, eagerly lapping up your juices, his hand still coaxing more from you as your body spasmed beneath him.

You collapsed back against the bed, panting heavily, your head spinning from the intensity. But just as you thought he was done, his lips returned to your overstimulated core.

“Can’t—!” you tried to protest weakly, your body too sensitive.

“Yes, you can, angel. Take it like a good girl,” he growled, his voice laced with determination as he continued devouring you. Despite the overwhelming sensations, your hips bucked instinctively against his mouth, chasing a pleasure you could barely handle.

Before long, another wave of ecstasy crashed over you, and you cried out his name as your release coated his tongue. He drank it all, not wasting a drop, and when he finally pulled away, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning down at you.

“Sweet,” he remarked, his voice husky and satisfied as you lay there, your chest rising and falling rapidly, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to regain your breath.

Riki leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as you tried to steady your breathing.

“You okay, pretty?” he asked softly, tucking the stray strands of hair away from your face.

You gave him a small, tired smile and nodded.

“I need words, angel,” he murmured, his tone gentle but firm.

“I’m okay,” you assured him, your voice just above a breath.

A smirk tugged at his lips. “Good,” he replied, his voice dropping a pitch. “Because I’m not done yet.”

Before you could fully process his words, he slipped off his pants, his arousal springing free and standing proudly against his stomach. His body loomed over yours, exuding raw desire.

He carefully turned you over, guiding you onto your stomach, your front pressing against the soft sheets. A small groan escaped your lips at the soreness, but your curiosity got the better of you as you glanced back at him. His hands spread your legs apart, and you felt the tip of his cock teasing your folds.

“Riki...” you moaned softly, your body trembling in anticipation.

Without a word, he slowly pushed into you, both of you moaning as he stretched you out, filling you completely. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size before he started moving.

With each thrust, you felt your body arch against him, your hands clutching the sheets beneath you. The pleasure was overwhelming, and your moans threatened to spill over, but you instinctively buried your face in the mattress to muffle them.

Riki noticed immediately and leaned forward, his right hand wrapping around your neck as he pulled you upright.

“Don’t hide from me, angel,” he growled, his voice low and commanding. “I wanna hear how good I make you feel.”

A shaky cry left your lips as he thrust into you harder, the sound unrestrained this time.

“Fuck...” you whimpered, your mind a hazy mess. The coolness of his rings against your neck, the way he filled you perfectly—it was all too much.

He tugged you into a messy kiss, his lips capturing yours as both of you moaned against each other. When he released you, he gently pushed your back down, letting you brace yourself against the bed once more.

“Feels good, yeah?” he asked, his rhythm relentless now.

“Y-Yes!” you cried, your voice high-pitched and desperate.

“My good girl, taking me so well,” he praised, his lips trailing kisses along your back and shoulders.

“Hmm~! Your good girl!” you managed to reply through your moans.

“Yes, you are,” he affirmed, his voice filled with pride.

His thrusts grew faster and more erratic as he chased his release, one hand gripping your neck lightly while the other found your clit, rubbing in time with his movements.

“Rikiii!” you wailed, your body trembling as your orgasm hit, pulsing around him.

He groaned, burying himself deep inside you as he followed right after, his release spilling into you in hot spurts. He stilled, his breaths heavy as he let himself empty completely.

As he pulled out, he watched as his cum dripped from your swollen folds, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

Riki turned you over, gently cradling your face as he captured your lips in a heated kiss. His fingers gathered some of his release, pushing it back into you, eliciting a muffled moan as you melted into the kiss.

Before you could recover, you felt the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance again. Your eyes widened, and you gasped softly.

“Just one more, baby,” he whispered against your lips, his voice deep and coaxing. Without hesitation, he pushed inside you again, filling you up.

Your body trembled, the overstimulation making you whine, but he only responded by moving your legs up over his shoulders, letting him reach even deeper. Each thrust had you crying out, his movements calculated and intense.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he groaned, his eyes locked on yours. “All mine to fuck, hmm?”

You couldn’t form a response, your mind blank from the pleasure. Instead, you moaned mindlessly, your back arching as he kept hitting spots that left you breathless.

Riki leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he pressed your hands beside your head, pinning you to the bed.

“Hope you’re ready for the rest of the night, angel,” he murmured, his tone filled with a teasing affection. “I want to make the most out of my Christmas present.”

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader + jungwon

WARNINGS — 8th member!reader, hints of reader having smth with all of them, some mentions of reader’s appearance but i tried to keep it friendly for everyone, heejay cameo, blindfolds and cuffs again, threesome, oral (f. rec), raw sex (stay safe!), squirting, cum eating(?), double penetration (mouth + hole), edging, pet names, praise/degradation.

WORDCOUNT — 3.3K

NOTE — this was long overdue but it’s here! not beta read so sorry if it’s a bit wonky (not intentional). lots of warnings on this one so lmk if i missed anything !

It was another day of recording, this time for one of your b-sides, Brought the Heat Back. The concept was intense, and all of you were adorned in scratches and faux blood to match the gritty, rebellious aesthetic. You were dressed in an off-shoulder dress shirt held up by thin white straps, a loosely draped tie wrapped around your neck, flared jeans, and black short heels—only for the shoot, of course.

Your hair had been left mostly untouched, styled as you usually wore it, with the addition of a few silver accessories glinting under the lights. Your look was completed with simple hoops in your ears and fake snakebite piercings on your lower lip, which you kept fiddling with absentmindedly as you waited for the next take.

“(Name) got some cool lip piercings over mine being scratched up,” Jay suddenly commented, drawing the camera’s attention to you.

“Hm?” You looked up before leaning toward the camera with a playful smile. “Look, everyone, I got these piercings recently!” you joked, puckering your lips for emphasis.

Jay snorted, playing along. “I got hurt while eating, so I couldn’t get those.” He gestured toward the fake scratches on his face. “And I banged my head on a door while rushing to not be late!” He nodded to himself, satisfied with his joke, while you giggled softly.

The day carried on as usual, taking shots here and there while filming for the behind-the-scenes content. The shoot wrapped up smoothly, with everyone exchanging the customary “Good jobs” and words of gratitude. You sank into the couch with a satisfied sigh, the exhaustion from the day settling in, while the others began scattering to do their own thing.

As you leaned back, you felt a lingering gaze on you. Looking up, your eyes locked with Jungwon’s. He tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable but intense. Raising an eyebrow, you silently asked what he wanted.

“Meet me in my room later,” Jungwon murmured softly as he passed by, his voice low enough that only you could hear. His words sent a ripple of curiosity and nervousness through you, but you nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Later that evening, back at the dorms, Jungwon wasted no time. The moment you entered his room, he closed the door behind you and pressed you against it, his lips capturing yours in a heated kiss.

“Mmph—Won, w-wait—” you tried to speak, your words muffled against his lips. But Jungwon simply grunted in response, his hands gripping your waist tightly as his body molded against yours.

“I can’t,” he whispered hoarsely, his lips trailing down to your jaw before returning to your mouth, his kisses growing more desperate. “I’ve been holding back for so long, watching you with those lip piercings of yours.”

His thumb brushed against your lips, as he took a moment to look at you. “Please,” he murmured, his voice soft yet pleading. His gaze was fixated on your lips, the intensity in his eyes making your heart race.

A knock on the door made both of you flinch.

“Hyung, is Noona with you in there?” Riki’s voice rang from behind the door.

“What’s up, Riki?” you responded quickly, pushing Jungwon away slightly as you tried to tidy up your appearance.

“Can I come in? Need to give you something,” Riki replied, waiting for permission.

“Go ahead, Ki,” Jungwon muttered reluctantly, turning his back to the door to hide the growing tension in his pants. His annoyance was clear, though he tried to mask it. Meanwhile, you did your best to make yourself look presentable.

Riki stepped inside, holding a handful of snacks. “Got you these, Noona. You said you’d been craving them, right?” he said, handing them to you with a small smile.

“Oh! Yeah, thanks, Riki,” you replied, beaming in gratitude.

“Also, Hyung,” Riki added with a smirk, “if you’re gonna make out with someone, at least move away from the door. It’s obvious.”

Both you and Jungwon froze, snapping your heads toward him.

“Ha-ha, don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jungwon muttered, feigning ignorance.

“Yes, you do,” Riki shot back. “It’s obvious you like Noona. I’ve seen the way you look at her.”

Jungwon’s jaw tightened, but before he could retort, Riki continued, his voice tinged with playful defiance. “I know that because I like her too, Hyung.”

Your head darted between the two of them, the tension in the room so thick it was almost suffocating. You set down the snacks Riki had brought you, your hands slightly trembling.

“Well… what now?” you asked nervously, your voice barely above a whisper. Both of their heads snapped toward you at the same time, their intense gazes locking onto you, making your cheeks flush as you quickly averted your eyes.

Perhaps it was instinct or an unspoken agreement between the two because, within moments, Jungwon pulled you into his embrace and kissed you deeply, his hands gripping your waist with firm possessiveness. Before you could fully process it, you felt a warm chest press against your back—Riki’s.

“Stop being so greedy, Hyung,” Riki grumbled, pulling you away from Jungwon with a frown.

“Just say you’re jealous I got to her first,” Jungwon taunted, a smug smirk tugging at his lips.

“You wish. You’re delusional if you think you’ve won—Noona and I kissed long before you two did, which means I’m better,” Riki shot back, his pride shining through every word.

Jungwon’s smirk faltered briefly before he proposed, “Why don’t we let her decide?”

Both of their gazes locked onto you, making your cheeks burn as you tried to hide your face behind your hands.

“You two…” you mumbled, your voice small and flustered beyond belief.

“Can’t we show you who’s better at treating you, pretty?” Riki asked, his voice soft as he gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to, Princess,” Jungwon murmured, pulling your hands from your face to press a tender kiss on your forehead. “Don’t feel pressured. Just say the word, and we’ll stop.”

“Yeah, Noona,” Riki added, his tone gentle. “We can wait. It’s your call.”

You stayed silent for a moment, your mind racing. Being the only woman in the group had its challenges—and its perks. This wasn’t the first time you’d kissed one of your members, but this situation was entirely different. As much as you wanted to deny the offer, the slick heat between your thighs betrayed you.

“Maybe… if you treat me well,” you finally said, your voice soft as you broke the tension, agreeing to their offer.

“Of course,” Jungwon replied smoothly, his tone gentle yet firm. “But first…”

Jungwon guided the three of you into a quiet discussion, his words careful and measured. He ensured everything was clear, setting boundaries and understanding your comfort level before anything else. The conversation was brief but reassuring, leaving you with a sense of ease.

It didn’t take long for things to escalate afterward. Now, you found yourself perched on Riki’s lap at the edge of the bed, his lips pressing against yours in a fiery, hungry kiss. Meanwhile, Jungwon’s soft shuffling filled the background as he rummaged through a drawer. “Just grabbing the necessities,” he muttered with a low chuckle, amusement lacing his tone.

Breaking the kiss, Riki’s lips moved down your body, leaving feather-light kisses on your neck. “Remember, you’re in control, angel. Just tell us if anything is too much,” Riki reassured, his lips now suckling on your neck.

When he found your sensitive spot, a small moan escaped your lips. “Oh, here?” Riki teased, sucking a bit harder on your skin.

“That tickles...” you muttered, squirming slightly away. Suddenly, your vision was obstructed—a blindfold covering your eyes.

“W-what’s this...?” you asked, your voice unsteady.

Jungwon was quick to respond, his voice smooth and teasing. “Guessing game, princess. You’ll have to figure out who’s touching you, kissing you, and fucking you. Get it right, and you’ll be rewarded. Get it wrong...” he trailed off, his hands roaming slowly down your body before settling on your breasts, squeezing and kneading until a soft moan slipped from your lips. “And you don’t get to cum until you do.”

“We’ll take care of you, angel. Just relax,” Riki murmured near your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. His deft fingers began unbuttoning your shirt, and Jungwon, working in unison, slipped it off with ease before unhooking your bra. Within moments, you were left in just your bottoms. Jungwon’s hands quickly found your wrists, and before you could register what was happening, the soft click of cuffs secured your hands behind you.

“No touching, no seeing, baby. Just guess. You can do that, right?” Jungwon whispered, pulling you off Riki’s lap. He moved you to the couch in the middle of the room, propping your legs up. “Can I take them off?” his voice asked gently.

You nodded, letting out a soft, “Please.” He slid off your pants and panties in one motion, exposing your soaked core to the cool air.

The rustle of clothing in the background caught your attention as you breathed in anticipation. “Can one of you please just touch me alread—ah~!” you yelped as soft lips pressed against your folds, teasing your thighs as hands spread your legs. You couldn’t even tell who was doing it, but you were already moaning in need.

“Please, just do it already...” you whined, bucking your hips. A soft chuckle echoed before a tongue started leaving kitten licks on your wet folds. “Mhm, right there...” you sighed in relief.

They moved to suck on your clit, spreading your folds with their fingers before pushing them in. A loud scream escaped your lips, only to be muffled by a hand from behind you.

“Fuhhhghk...” you cursed against the hand, the one between your legs now curling their fingers inside your dripping pussy while teasing your clit with their tongue.

The man behind you toyed with your nipples, pinching and stroking them with one hand while keeping your sounds muffled with the other. Despite knowing the room was soundproof, you couldn’t help but wonder why he silenced you—until his fingers prodded your lips. Obediently, you opened your mouth, sucking on them as drool coated his fingers while he thrust them gently.

Wet lewd noises filled the room—the sound of your moans, your juices, and their synchronized movements blending together. The knot in your stomach tightened, making your hips buck against their tongue. The one behind you removed his fingers from your mouth, using your own drool to coat your nipples before playing with them softly.

Despite the blindfold obscuring your vision, you started piecing things together. The fingers working inside you felt slightly shorter than the ones that had been in your mouth. Leaning your head back slightly, you felt the firm outline of abs behind you, hinting at his height and build.

The sensations overwhelmed you, your moans growing louder as your release drew near. Desperate, you made a guess. “Please, Won… fuck… c-close!” you whimpered, his name falling from your lips in desperation.

“Good girl...” Jungwon’s voice confirmed your guess as he worked faster, his tongue and fingers driving you toward your peak.

“Jungwon…!” you cried out, trembling.

“I know, baby. Let go f’ me,” he murmured, watching intently as you finally let go, your body twitching uncontrollably before you squirted.

He immediately lapped up your juices, savoring the moment as he cleaned you up, leaving a soft kiss on your folds before pulling away with a satisfied hum.

“You can take a few more, right?” Riki said, his voice low and teasing as he pulled your head back for a heated kiss before slipping away from behind you, leaving you panting and trembling from the aftermath of your high.

The room was silent except for the rustling of movement and your ragged breathing. Your body trembled, overly sensitive, every nerve alight and begging for relief. Suddenly, your legs were lifted, propped against strong shoulders, the action sending a fresh wave of anticipation coursing through you.

A familiar pressure followed—a thick, hard tip tapping lightly against your clit, dragging along your slick folds in slow, teasing strokes before pausing at your entrance.

A whine escaped your lips at the unbearable sensitivity. Without warning, the head pushed in, stretching you inch by inch until they were fully seated inside. They started moving immediately, their thrusts slow and deliberate, dragging every nerve along your walls and leaving you gasping.

“Fuck… yes, yes, right there—hngh…” you babbled incoherently, the stretch filling you so perfectly it made your head spin. They weren’t especially long, but their girth was sinful, every stroke pulling you deeper into the haze.

The lack of sight amplified everything—every sound, every touch, every sensation. Your wrists strained against the cuffs, but there was no escape from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you. Their pace picked up, hips snapping into yours, the wet sounds of skin meeting skin echoing through the room, mingling with your cries. The knot in your stomach tightened, the pressure building rapidly, but just as you teetered on the edge of release, they pulled out abruptly.

“No—please!” you cried, your voice raw and desperate as the emptiness left you shaking.

Laughter, low and teasing, sounded on either side of you. Their voices followed, disorienting you further as they whispered in unison, one voice in your left ear, the other in your right.

“You have to guess, baby,” one murmured, his tone sultry and amused.

“Guess it right, and maybe we’ll both reward you,” the other added, his voice a breathy tease.

Hands roamed your body, stroking, squeezing, teasing, but their touches were indistinguishable. The anticipation was maddening, your body twitching with every featherlight caress.

“Who was it, angel?” one asked, the whisper brushing against your ear, the heat of his breath making you shiver.

“Think carefully,” the other teased, his voice dangerously soft as his lips ghosted over your neck.

Your head spun, the sensory overload leaving you utterly at their mercy. Before you could answer, another set of hands slid up your thighs, lifting them slightly before a cock pressed back inside you, filling you in one smooth stroke. You gasped, your back arching as the rhythm began again, this time faster, more deliberate, coaxing every reaction out of you.

“Who is it?” one of them whispered, their tone deep and commanding, their lips brushing against the shell of your ear. A hand tangled in your hair, tugging gently, just enough to send a sharp spark of pleasure through you.

You opened your mouth to answer, but another voice purred against your lips before you could speak. “Careful, baby. Get it wrong, and we might have to start over.”

The stretch, the pace, the way they claimed you—it was impossible to think straight. Every sound, every movement, every word blended together, leaving you guessing, your mind a haze of desire and need.

“Take your time, princess,” one murmured, his lips grazing your jaw as the thrusts continued.

“No rush,” the other whispered, his tone dripping with amusement. “We’ve got all night.”

The overwhelming sensations made it nearly impossible to think straight. Your body trembled, teetering on the edge of delirium. Their teasing whispers, so close to your ears, blurred together, sending shivers down your spine.

‘Shit…’ you thought, barely able to focus, the lingering edge of your denied release making everything feel magnified. It didn’t help that the way they alternated, the subtle differences in their movements, forced you to pay attention to every inch of their touch.

“Ah—fuck!” you cried out suddenly as the current one inside you hit your g-spot with precision, causing your back to arch off the couch.

“Ahh, it’s right here, huh, angel?” he teased, his voice a deep growl as his lips brushed against your ear, his hips snapping harder and faster into you.

“Feels so good, doesn’t it, pretty?” the other murmured from beside you, his hand gripping your neck firmly, holding you steady as you squirmed beneath them.

The combination of sensations left you on the brink of being completely cock-drunk, your mind fuzzy and your body responding instinctively. But you forced yourself to focus, trying to distinguish between them.

The one before was a decent length, thick and stretching you with every thrust. But the one in you now? He was longer, thinner, reaching places that left you gasping for breath. You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to gather your thoughts despite the way your body was screaming for more.

“Have you decided?” one of them asked, their tone a mix of amusement and anticipation.

Taking a shaky breath, you finally spoke, your voice hoarse and trembling. Your lips parted, the answer teetering on the edge of your tongue, as another thrust sent sparks shooting through your nerves, nearly making you second-guess yourself.

“W-Won then, Ki…?” you gasped, breath hitching as his thrusts slowed before he pulled out again, leaving you whining in frustration.

“My, you seem to know us so well, angel,” Riki's voice rang clearer now, no longer whispering.

“Gonna have to treat her to something good, right, Ki?” Jungwon added, pressing a kiss to your neck. “Such a smart girl.”

“Mhm… please, ’m yours…” you murmured, breathless, as they carried you back onto the bed, your head hanging slightly over the edge.

“Blindfolds—on or off?” Jungwon asked softly, standing over you, his gaze intense as his hands stroked himself gently.

“O-on.. please,” you replied, causing Riki to comment, “What a dirty girl,” His body suddenly pushing back into you with a swift move, making you yelp. He moved quickly against you, his arms holding your knees tightly.

“Shh, you’re so loud, baby,” Jungwon said, tapping his tip near your lips, causing you to open them obediently. “Or you wanna show how much of a cockslut you are, hmm?” he teased, moving gently into your mouth, your moans muffled sending vibrations through him.

Jungwon groaned as you hummed on his dick, holding onto the back of your neck to balance you as he fucked your mouth. “Such a good cockslut for us, right Ki?”

“Mhm, such a good girl for us.” Riki replied, biting his lips as he watched himself going in and out of you.

Feeling their cocks filling you both ways had your head spinning, waves of pleasure surging through your sensitive body. Your muffled moans sent vibrations along Jungwon’s length, drawing a low groan from him as he bucked his hips, his restraint fraying with each passing moment.

Both of them began to pick up their pace, Riki’s hands gripping your hips firmly. “Your pussy’s taking me in so perfectly, angel” he growled, his hips snapping into you with a steady rhythm.

“Such a pretty girl taking us both so well,” Jungwon praised, his hand stroking your flushed cheek as his hips continued their relentless rhythm in your mouth. He gazed down at you, a hint of admiration in his voice. “Close?”

You hummed weakly, the vibration sent a shudder through him, and his voice grew more strained as his release teetered on the edge.

“Cum for us, angel.”

The next morning, it was safe to say they found themselves in a rather questionable situation. The boys assumed you were still peacefully resting in bed after the events of the previous day. But the same couldn't be said for the other two.

“I can’t believe you two,” Heeseung said, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration as the two youngest members sat awkwardly on the couch.

“Sorry—” Jungwon began, but you suddenly cut him off.

“Seung-ah, it’s fine,” you said, appearing in the doorway with a gentle smile. “Besides, I think you’re just jealous. If you want me, just say so, baby—but keep these two out of it.”

Heeseung froze for a moment, clearly trying to process your teasing words, before completely blowing a fuse. The two younger boys cried out in panic, while you giggled and walked off, ready to go back to sleep.

TAGLIST — @kikidoul @rikiives @contyynishimura @ziiao @lilmarsh-t @bxcndd @laylasbunbunny

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — reader tries taking control but dom!riki at the end tho, reader’s younger; some use of oppa, sucking him off while he’s playing games on call, raw sex (stay safe!), choking, drooling, cockwarming, he calls her slut once, cum eating (?).

WORDCOUNT — 0.8K

NOTE — finally have some free time to work on this (◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ) not beta or proofread, lmk if i missed anything in warnings ! it’s a bit shorter than my usual but yems hope its fine.

You were bored out of your mind, tossing and turning in Riki’s bed while he played games with his members. The clicking of his keyboard and the sound of their conversation were the only noises filling the room. You had tried convincing him to come to bed with you, but nothing seemed to work.

Growing frustrated, you finally decided to approach him. He paid you no attention as you settled quietly beneath his desk, resting your cheek gently on his knee. The small action caught his attention for a brief moment, but he quickly refocused on the game, leaving you pouting in frustration.

As much as you wanted to deny it, you were feeling needy—and the sight of him in grey sweats wasn’t helping. Teasingly, you let your hand trail over to his thighs, your touch slowly moving upward to brush against his soft length. You felt it stir under your hand, gradually coming to life as it hardened.

You heard him try to stifle a groan, and the sound only encouraged you to continue. Tugging at the hem of his sweats, you waited for him to lift his hips, which he did to make it easier for you. Once his cock was bare, you teasingly took it in your hand, giving gentle kitten licks to the tip. Riki tried his best to stay focused on his game, but his shallow breathing betrayed him. You wrapped your lips around the tip, drawing a soft moan from him.

“You okay, Riki?” a voice asked from his headset.

“Y-yeah, just hit my knee against the desk,” he replied shakily, glancing down at you.

Your teasing puppy eyes met his, and you continued your ministrations, moving your mouth farther down his length as you bobbed your head up and down. One of your hands slipped lower, attending to your own growing arousal. You hummed against him, sending vibrations through his body, causing him to twitch as you continued teasing, trying to take control of the situation.

“Sorry, guys, I gotta go. I’ll be back in a bit,” he suddenly said, his voice strained. It didn’t take long for him to remove his headset, muting himself before finally turning his attention to you.

Gripping your hair, he pulled you off his cock, leaving a trail of drool connecting your lips to him. “You’re such a needy little slut, aren’t you? Thinking you can take control like that,” he said, his tone dripping with dominance as his hand slid from your hair to your neck.

“You keep ignoring me,” you pouted, your protest cut short as he tapped the tip of his cock against your lips.

“Well, here’s your attention,” he taunted, smirking. “Now be a good girl and sit still, hmm?”

Without waiting for a response, he pushed back into your mouth, this time thrusting deeper as he kept your hair tightly in his grip. You gagged slightly around him, feeling drool slip from the corners of your mouth and drip onto the floor, your body trembling as you tried to keep up with his pace.

“Tsk, leaving such a mess,” he muttered, pushing deeper into your throat until the tip hit the back, making you let out choked up noises. You took him without resistance as he used you, the tension building quickly until he spilled his release down your throat.

“There you go, swallow it, baby,” he commanded. You obeyed, swallowing and showing him the proof, earning a smirk. “Good girl.”

Pulling you up to your feet, he quickly slipped your panties down, his movements swift and deliberate. “Fuck, you’re drenched,” he groaned, watching your arousal coat your puffy folds. He ran his fingers over you teasingly making you moan gently before positioning you over his lap. In one smooth motion, he guided you down onto his cock, the angle making him hit deep inside you.

“Ngh… oppa…” you whined, trying to move your hips up and down, desperate for more. But his hands gripped your waist tightly, holding you in place and stopping your movements.

“Shh. Stay quiet and wait ‘till I’m finished, baby. Maybe then I’ll reward you with a good fuck, hmm?” he teased, thrusting up into you gently before going completely still, leaving you aching with frustration.

“Hi, sorry, I’m back,” Riki said casually into his mic, his tone unaffected as he slipped his headphones back on and resumed playing his game as if nothing had happened. You squirmed, trying to find relief in the smallest of movements, but he stopped you every time, forcing you to wait.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally logged off, turning his full attention back to you. “Now, since you’ve been such a good girl and waited, let oppa focus on you,” he said with a sly grin, guiding your hips to move up and down on his cock.

“Oppa…! Mhm.. f-fuck… feels so good~!” you cried out, your relief finally spilling over as he let you move at last.

“That’s it, fuck yourself on me like the needy girl you are,” he growled, gripping your waist firmly, guiding your hips to move, finally letting you chase the release you’d been denied.

The room filled with the sound of your muffled cries and his heavy breathing as the torturous wait gave way to overwhelming relief, your body finally giving in to everything you had been craving.

TAGLIST — @kikidoul @rikiives @contyynishimura @ziiao @lilmarsh-t @bxcndd @laylasbunbunny @d-dilemma

[tfwbluu]

what do u think riki’s kinks are

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — dom riki mostly, it’s just descriptive with some lines here and there, we’re talking about kinks so there’s that.

WORDCOUNT — 0.8K

NOTE — i don’t want to be repeating myself from my previous works so let’s do with the ones i haven’t done yet. it’s ok if yall don’t agree with me, these are just my personal opinions !

Toys. He’d love the idea of teasing you with them, maybe fucking a dildo into you or pressing a vibrator against your clit until you were trembling. And if he caught you using them while he was gone? Oh, he’d make sure to turn it into some sort of punishment.

“C’mon, angel,” he taunted, his voice low and teasing as he pressed the vibrator against your clit just enough to make you squirm. His other hand worked the dildo in and out of you at a slow, deliberate pace. “You were fucking yourself on this earlier, couldn’t even wait for me. So now, this is all you get.”

Bondage. He’d definitely be the type to tie you up, relishing the control it gave him. Whether it was your hands bound behind your back or stretched upright, or your legs tied open to keep you completely exposed, he didn’t care as long as you couldn’t stop him from doing exactly what he wanted. He loved the sight of you spread out, helpless to his every touch, unable to hide from the pleasure he gave or the punishment he delivered.

“You’re sensitive?” he’d murmur, a sly grin spreading across his face as he pounded into you relentlessly. “I never imagined you’d be this sensitive, but I love it.”

Size kink. Have you seen his build? He’d absolutely use it to his advantage. His massive hands would engulf yours, his broad frame could easily cover you completely, and no matter your height or build, he’d always make you feel small. Especially when it came to the size of his cock—he’d relish the way it stretched you, the slight bulge it created against your stomach, or how easily he could manhandle you into positions you never thought possible. Greedy and insatiable, he’d do whatever it took to have you just the way he wanted.

“You’re so tiny beneath me, baby,” he groaned, his voice thick with satisfaction. His hand drifted down, caressing the visible bulge in your stomach. “Look at you,” he murmured, his tone low and teasing, “taking my cock so perfectly.”

“Too much?” he’d tease, thrusting in slowly, his grin widening. “But I’m not even fully in yet. Just wrap your legs around me, angel. I know you can take all of me. Wanna be a good girl for me, right?”

Dacryphilia. He probably didn’t even realize it until he saw you like this—your lips stretched around his cock, tears and drool spilling down your face as you took him deeper. The sight drove him wild, something about you spurring him on, sending a rush of heat straight through him. He’d wipe away your tears with his thumb, the motion surprisingly tender, even as his hips kept moving, his voice low and strained.

“F-Fuck, you’re so pretty like this,” he’d groan, his head falling back for a moment before his eyes met yours again. “Feels so good, angel. You’re the only one who can make me feel like this, y’know?”

Choking. He loved using his big hands to grip your neck, especially when he was wearing rings. The cold metal pressing against your flushed skin made your head spin. His grip was firm, just enough to leave you breathless, or sometimes he’d use it to hold you up from behind.

Neck grabs, deep grunts, the desperate roll of his hips against yours. “You wanna cum, yeah? Then cum for me, baby,” he growled, his voice heavy with need.

“Haa, tired already?” he mocked, his tongue clicking in feigned disapproval. “Tsk, tsk, tsk... always leaving me to do all the work.” His hand tightened around your neck as he pulled you up, continuing to thrust into you without missing a beat.

Missionary. He’d absolutely thrive on seeing the raw effect he had on you. With his cock buried deep inside you, he’d watch every flicker of pleasure on your face, loving the way your lips parted for soft moans or how your body twitches when he teased your sensitive nipples.

“Look at me, pretty,” he’d murmur, his voice deep and commanding. “I wanna see how good I make you feel.”

Eye contact would be non-negotiable. He needed to see the way your gaze melted with desire, and if you wanted to cum, you’d have to look right at him.

“You’re close?” he’d ask, smirking as he slowed to a torturous pace, drawing a whine from you. You begged him, finally locking your eyes with his.

If you didn’t? He’d slow down, torturously edging you, leaving you trembling, desperate, and on the brink of tears. Only when you finally obeyed, locking your eyes with his, would he give in, pounding into you relentlessly until you were completely undone.

“Eyes open, sweetheart,” he cooed, his thrusts picking up again. “Yeah, that’s my girl. Gonna cum for me now, mhm?”

[tfwbluu]

U and me both girl. I have NEVER wanted to ride someone's abs so badly. How are u holding up bc I think I'm this 🤏 close to going insane

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I cannot help but have more thoughts about his abs now so here it is (◞‸◟)💧

“That’s it, pretty,” Riki murmured, his hands firmly guiding your hips against his abs. His voice was thick with admiration, his dark eyes drinking in the sight of you—your body draped in his oversized shirt, the fabric slipping off your shoulder, barely concealing the heat between you.

“Ah… Riki…” you whimpered, your hands splayed against his chest, your hips moving instinctively, grinding against the firm muscles of his abdomen.

He smirked, his voice dipping into a husky whisper. “Yeah? Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? Look at you… so beautiful like this, getting yourself off on me.”

A desperate moan escaped your lips, your breath hitching as pleasure coiled in your stomach. “Y-yes… please… ‘m so close…” you gasped, the friction sending shivers down your spine.

“Then let go for me,” he urged, capturing your lips in a deep kiss, swallowing your cries as you trembled in his lap.

He held you close, feeling every shudder, every pulse of pleasure that coursed through you. Your breath was uneven, your forehead resting against his as warmth lingered between your bodies. Gently, he brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch delicate, reverent.

“You can take one more, hmm?” he whispered, his voice laced with both affection and hunger.

His hands roamed down your body, his fingers hooking beneath the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it to reveal your soft skin beneath. Your breath hitched as you felt the press of his tip against your entrance, the heat of his skin sending sparks across your body.

“Mhm… I can for you…” you murmured, just as he pushed inside, stretching you inch by inch. A gasp slipped from your lips as he groaned, his grip on your thighs tightening.

In one fluid motion, he flipped you onto your back, lifting your legs to rest over his shoulders. His touch was reverent yet possessive, his gaze locked onto yours as he rocked into you slowly, savoring the way your body responded to him.

“I love you so much, angel,” he whispered against your lips, pressing soft kisses along your jaw.

“Be a good girl for me… yeah?”

taglist @kikidoul @rikiives @contyynishimura @ziiao @lilmarsh-t @bxcndd @laylasbunbunny @d-dilemma

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — idol!ki, pillow humping, guided masturbation(?), pet names (doll, baby, etc), riding, ki’s big (as always tho), raw sex (stay safe!), sweet at the end but it goes back to spicy.

WORDCOUNT — 1.6K

NOTE — long time no post, here’s a little something for my ki girls~ going back to the roots :3 might be a bit rustic so don’t mind that plsjdks

Fuck, you were downright needy. It wasn’t necessarily your fault either—but it definitely was his.

Riki had been looking way too good lately, effortlessly charming, the kind of allure that left you restless and wanting. And despite your growing desperation to get your hands on him, his demanding idol schedule kept him away, leaving you a frustrated, aching mess.

Every text, every teasing phone call, every fleeting moment you managed to steal with him only made it worse. You needed him, badly.

Finally, you found yourself lying on your side, a pillow lodged between your thighs as you desperately rutted against the soft fabric. A breathy moan of relief escaped your lips, but it was fleeting—nowhere near enough.

It had been minutes since you started trying to ease the ache between your legs, the rustle of bedsheets and your soft whimpers filling the room. The friction was there, but it wasn’t satisfying, leaving you restless. You shifted and squirmed, tossing and turning in search of the perfect angle—one that would finally bring you the pleasure you craved.

Frustration built with every roll of your hips, the pressure teasing but never quite satisfying. A desperate whimper escaped your lips as you shifted, straddling the pillow instead, gripping it tightly as you rutted against it.

You were too lost in the feeling to notice the door creak open.

Riki leaned against the frame, watching with hooded eyes as you helplessly grind against the pillow—his pillow. His jaw clenched at the sight, arousal stirring at the way your face twisted in frustration, small whimpers slipping from your lips.

“Need some help, doll?” His voice was low, teasing, yet laced with something darker.

Your eyes snapped open, glassy with need. “R-Riki… please,” you whimpered, cheeks burning in embarrassment but too far gone to care. “Need you so bad…”

He cocked his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. “But you looked like you were enjoying yourself,” he mused, stepping closer. “Mind if I enjoy a little more of the show?”

Before you could protest, his hands found your hips, gripping them firmly as he guided you back into rhythm against the pillow, forcing you to keep going.

“Fuck! Ki…!” you cried out, your moans swallowed by his lips as he kissed you deeply, his grip on your hips unwavering.

“That’s it, doll,” he cooed, breaking away just enough to watch your expression twist in pleasure. “You just needed a little help, yeah?”

His hands trailed up your body, fingers ghosting over your heated skin, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake. He let you take control, watching with dark amusement as your hips moved on their own, desperate and needy against the pillow. “Such a pretty sight,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. “Keep going for me.”

“Rikiii,” you whimpered, your desperate eyes locking onto his, frustration spilling over in the form of unshed tears.

“What is it, baby? Use your words,” he coaxed, feigning innocence as he wiped a stray tear from your cheek, his touch deceptively gentle.

“Need you to fuck me… need your cock inside, pleasee,” you pleaded, voice trembling, your soaked core pressing against the now-damp pillow beneath you.

A smirk tugged at his lips. “Mhm, since you asked politely.” Without hesitation, he stripped off his clothes, the sight alone making your breath hitch. He wasted no time pulling you onto his lap, tossing the pillow aside, his hands gripping your thighs as he spread them apart. His gaze darkened at the view before him, fingers grazing your inner thighs.

“You’re dripping, doll,” he mused, aligning himself with your entrance. “Guess I should give you what you’ve been begging for.”

A loud moan tore from your lips as he pushed inside, not giving you even a second to adjust before he bottomed out. The stretch was intense, his tip pressing right against that sensitive bundle of nerves, making your back arch. A slight bulge formed in your stomach, a clear reminder of how deep he was.

You tried to move, but your limbs felt weak, trembling from the overwhelming sensation. Riki chuckled, his hands firm on your waist as he teasingly thrust up into you, making you yelp.

“Aww, poor little thing,” he cooed, his tone laced with amusement. “Come on, you can do it. Use me like that pillow, baby.”

Your nails dug into his shoulders as you forced your body to move, rolling your hips against him, your walls clenching around his length. His grip tightened, helping you set a pace, his low groans only adding to the pleasure building inside you.

“So d-deep… hngh, Riki… aah!” you whimpered against his ear, your voice trembling as you buried your face in his shoulder. Your arms wrapped around him tightly, nails digging into his skin as you rocked your hips, fucking yourself on his cock with desperation.

“Feels so good inside me… please, please, please…!” you sobbed, your walls fluttering around him.

Riki groaned, his grip tightening on your waist, guiding your movements as he thrust up to meet you. “That’s it, doll. Take what you need,” he murmured, his lips grazing your neck. “Such a needy little thing… so greedy for me, huh?”

“Mhm, only for you—ngh!” you moaned into his ear as you eagerly rode him.

Riki groaned, feeling the way your walls clenched around him, hot and desperate. His grip on your waist tightened, guiding your movements as he thrust up to meet you, his pace growing rougher. His fingers dug into your skin, surely leaving behind light bruises.

“So eager for me,” Riki murmured, his voice thick with amusement and lust. “I’m way better than that pillow, hmm? Filling you up so good. Tell me, who do you belong to?” His words were a taunt, but the way his hands roamed your body told you he was just as desperate.

His palm pressed firmly against the bulge in your stomach, making you arch against him, a long, needy moan spilling from your lips. The sensation sent another wave of pleasure straight to your core, your body tightening around him in response.

“Haa.. ‘m your—hngh! Yours~!” you gasped, fingers gripping his hair tightly as you tried to ground yourself against the overwhelming pleasure.

Riki chuckled darkly, his hand suddenly twisting into your hair, yanking you back just enough to make your eyes lock onto his. His gaze was filled with hunger, his dark eyes drinking in your fucked-out expression.

“Yeah?” he whispered, lips brushing against yours teasingly. “Then show me, baby. Show me just how much you need me.”

His lips crashed against yours, devouring you in a messy, desperate kiss. Your moans tangled with his as you moved in sync, bodies chasing that intoxicating high. The pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in your core, your walls clenching around him as the pressure built unbearably.

Breaking away from the kiss with a breathless whimper, you gasped, “F-fuck, ‘m close… Ki…!” Your hands clawed at his back, your hips moving desperately, bouncing against him as you chased your release.

“C’mon, doll,” he groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. “Let’s cum together.” His pace turned erratic, his hips snapping up to meet yours in deep, frantic thrusts. His fingers found your clit, rubbing tight circles that sent sparks through your trembling body.

With one final cry, the knot inside you snapped, pleasure crashing over you in waves. Your body quivered in his hold as you came undone, your walls pulsing around him. The sensation dragged him over the edge, a low moan leaving his lips as he spilled inside you, filling you up with his warmth.

Your body collapsed against him, chest rising and falling rapidly as the aftermath washed over you. His hands smoothed over your back, grounding you with gentle touches. “Good girl,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Do you feel better?”

“Mhm… I didn’t know you’d come home,” you mumbled, burying your face into his shoulder as the realization of what had just happened made your cheeks burn.

Riki chuckled, the deep sound vibrating through his chest. “If you needed me this bad, you could’ve just told me, doll. I would’ve made time for you, y’know?” His words were teasing, but the sincerity was there.

“You always seemed so busy and tired… I didn’t wanna bother yo—mph!” Your words were cut off as his lips crashed onto yours, swallowing your protests with a passionate kiss. His grip tightened around you, holding you close as if he wanted to erase any doubt from your mind.

“Don’t say that,” he murmured against your lips, his tone softer now. “You’re never a bother to me. I love you so much, and I’ll always be here for you if you need me, princess.”

Your heart swelled at his words, a small pout forming on your lips before you pressed a sweet kiss to his nose. “I love you too, Ki.”

The moment felt warm, intimate—until he suddenly smirked. “Say… how about another round?”

You gasped, smacking his chest playfully. “Ki!”

His laughter filled the room, but his amusement only grew as he felt your walls involuntarily clench around him. His eyes darkened, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, princess… you’re squeezing me so tight. I think you want it as much as I do, hm?”

Before you could protest, he flipped you onto your back, pinning you against the mattress effortlessly. His hands gripped your thighs, spreading them apart as he hovered over you.

“Let me make it up to you, yeah?” His voice dripped with desire, his pace painfully slow, each deep thrust leaving you breathless. Your bodies were slick with heat, every movement drawing out soft whimpers as he used the mess between you to glide effortlessly inside.

“Be a good girl and take it,” he whispered against your ear, his lips tracing along your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

He filled you over and over, dragging out every ounce of pleasure until your mind blurred with nothing but him—his touch, his voice, the way he claimed you completely.

And as he filled you up once more, you knew the night was far from over.

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hi hi, i hope you’ve have a good day/night!

have you even thought abt 69ing with riki? i feel like he would definitely like the idea of his baby sitting on his face while getting pleasure himself..

-💋 anon

When he wants you to sit on his face while you suck his cock, you can’t deny how good it feels <3

Oh, he absolutely loved it when his girl sat on his face while sucking him off. Like, that was his go-to suggestion every time. Just the thought of you on top of him, shaking with pleasure, had him losing his mind. And honestly, he didn’t care if you couldn’t do much, just being there, letting him devour you, was more than enough for him.

But when you added that little extra by wrapping your lips around him? That was his definition of heaven. There’s something about the way your body responds to his tongue, the way your hips start moving on their own, grinding just slightly against his face, that drives him insane. And your moans? Oh, the vibrations through him while you take him deeper? Pure bliss.

He’d hold you in place, too—like, really make sure you didn’t hold back. He wanted all of it, every bit of your surrender, while his own release built up from the way you worked your mouth so perfectly. He lived for it, and you could tell.

“C’mon, angel, just sit on my face,” Riki urged, his impatience clear as he pulled you down, immediately latching onto your pussy, sucking and humming in delight.

You moaned as his tongue worked relentlessly against your folds, your body struggling to adjust to his ministrations. Your hand slowly stroked his cock before taking him into your mouth, his deep groan vibrating against your core and sending shivers down your spine.

Muffled moans and wet slurps filled the room, his cock hitting the back of your throat as his tongue focused on your clit. Your hips began grinding instinctively against his face, your release building with every second.

“F...fuck,” Riki mumbled, his voice hoarse. “That’s it, pretty, fuck yourself on me,” he groaned, his head tilting back in ecstasy as your tongue teased and swirled over him, pushing him closer to his high.

He dove back between your thighs, his mouth latching onto your dripping core, moaning into you as his pleasure built. His muffled groans sent vibrations through your sensitive folds, and when his release hit, it shot hot and thick down your throat. You swallowed it all, your hand still stroking him as your tongue flicked teasingly at his tip, coaxing every drop from him.

Your hips bucked uncontrollably as the coil in your belly snapped, your release spilling onto his eager mouth. Both of you stilled, panting in the afterglow, your bodies trembling as he maneuvered you on top of him. He pulled you down, capturing your lips in a deep, heated kiss, the taste of each other lingering as you broke apart, a string of saliva connecting your lips.

“So sweet, baby,” he muttered, his voice thick with desire.

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“Another?”

note hii 💋 anon, ty for the wishes, here’s a small something of what u sent <3 also happy new years everyone

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He’s Mr.Tough guy until . . .

Mr. Tough Guy until he’s falling asleep with his back scratched and his hair played with.

Mr. Tough Guy until he’s finally alone with you, free to devour your lips in a kiss.

Mr. Tough Guy until he drops to his knees, settling between your thighs to get a taste of your sweet pussy.

Mr. Tough Guy until he feels you buck your hips against his tongue, gripping his hair tightly as you ride the waves of pleasure.

Mr. Tough Guy until he’s above you, his hands roaming your body while watching your body trembling because of him.

Mr. Tough Guy until he’s watching the way his cock moves in and out of you, spurring him to thrust harder, filling the room with wet, squelching sounds and the sharp rhythm of skin slapping against skin.

Mr. Tough Guy until he sees you come undone before him, hips stuttering as your juices mixed with one another.

Mr. Tough Guy until you leave soft kisses on his skin, basking in his warmth after intimacy.

note this can apply to anyone so feel free to go wild. also a small something cs i have no time to work on my wips yet </3

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lowk thinking about jake letting his favorite hyung aka heeseung get a taste of his girlfriends pussy and maybe double penetration. reader has been very clingy and close with heeseung so jake thinks he's the perfect guy she'd feel comfortable with (and they're both soft with her too).

Sleepless nights spent with two pretty best friends <3

It wasn’t intentional. Meeting Heeseung through your boyfriend, Jake, should have been just that—a simple introduction. But it didn’t take long before you found yourself clinging to the older man with the same enthusiasm you had for Jake.

Jake noticed how close you and Heeseung had become, but he never seemed to mind. Even as the lines between friendship and something more began to blur, he never pulled away. He loved you, and whether Heeseung realized it or not, he had grown fond of you too.

Now, you were pressed against Jake, his oversized shirt barely clinging to your form as Heeseung settled between your legs, his hands gripping your thighs to keep you open for him. His tongue traced slow, teasing patterns over your folds, savoring every gasp and tremble he pulled from you.

“Such a sweet little pussy,” Heeseung murmured, lips brushing against your sensitive clit before sucking lightly, making your back arch against Jake’s chest.

“Is she always this sensitive? She’s already shaking,” Heeseung teased, his tongue still lapping at your drenched core, savoring every reaction. Jake only smirked, his firm grip keeping your legs spread open, leaving you completely at their mercy.

“You’ve been fantasizing about this, huh, doll?” Jake murmured, his lips trailing soft, teasing kisses along your shoulder. “Been wanting us to fuck you nice and good, mhm?”

Heeseung chuckled against you, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. “She’s already soaked, Jae. I think she’s been waiting for this for a long time.”

“Seungie… Jaeyun… want more,” you whimpered, fingers tangling in Heeseung’s hair, pressing yourself further into Jake’s warmth.

Jake hummed, his hand stroking your side soothingly. “Think you can handle more, angel?”

You nodded eagerly, a desperate plea in your eyes. Heeseung chuckled at your neediness, his fingers pressing into your skin.

“Well, gotta give her what she wants, Jae.”

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After endless teasing and foreplay, you found yourself on your hands and knees, gripping the back of the couch as Jake thrust into you from behind, his strokes slow yet deep, making you tremble with each movement. His hands were firm on your hips, his groans mixing with your muffled moans as Heeseung took his pleasure from your lips, standing in front of you. His fingers tangled in your hair, guiding you to take him deeper, relishing the way you struggled to keep up with them both.

“Such a good girl for us,” Jake murmured, his body pressing against your back, his lips grazing the nape of your neck with lazy kisses. “Feels so good, doesn’t it, baby?”

Your response was lost around Heeseung’s length, your mouth working sloppily over him as he let out a strained groan.

“Taking us so well,” he mocked, his grip tightening in your hair. “So greedy and eager.”

“C’mon, baby, suck him off properly,” Jake instructed, his hand joining Heeseung’s to control your movements, forcing you to take more. “That’s it.”

It didn’t take long before all three of you unraveled—Jake spilling deep inside you while Heeseung groaned as you swallowed around him. The night was far from over, and with the way they were still touching you, teasing you, it was clear you weren’t getting any sleep.

note didn’t know what type of double penetrating you mean anon but i’ve been having thoughts of being manhandled to suck their dicks so bad so this is lowkey self indulgent anyway… just sweet old ramyeonz having their way with jae’s girl and maybe end up becoming more after <33 just a lil smth while i continue to work on some reqs

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riki being jealous and leaving hickeys, I’m having a brain rot rn.

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — idol!au, reader is a prada ambassador, semi-public sex (empty hallway), jealous!riki, pet names, he calls reader slut once, quickie, praise, squirting, biting (hickies duh), ki’s lowkey a dork at the end, mouth covering.

WORDCOUNT — 0.8K

NOTE — yes this is a reference to the prada party so MULLET RIKI! if yall see me work fast on reqs its bc i just have too many ideas and a lot of free time recently so yeah </3 not proofread so lmk if i missed anything in the warnings !

He didn’t know why he was so riled up. You were simply chatting with Heeseung, just as you always did, but something about it had his blood boiling. Was it your dress, hugging your figure in all the right ways? The way your hair frames your face so perfectly? Or maybe it was the gloss on your lips, making them look so tempting, so kissable. He didn’t know.

All he knew was that watching you laugh and smile with someone else was driving him mad. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. Striding toward the two of you, he grabbed your hand, pulling you away without explanation.

You yelped, barely managing to wave a confused goodbye to Heeseung as Riki dragged you through the crowd. When he finally stopped, he slammed you against the wall, caging you in with his arms.

“What was that all about?” you asked, confusion flickering in your wide eyes. It wasn’t like him to act this way.

“I don’t know,” Riki admitted, his voice low and strained. His face was so close, his nose brushing against your neck as he inhaled deeply, intoxicated by your scent. His lips pressed soft kisses along your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

“Ngh… you’ll leave marks, Ki,” you whined, your hands weakly trying to push his head away.

He groaned, ignoring your protest as he pulled you even closer. His hands slid down, gathering the fabric of your dress and pulling it up to reveal your panties. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of you, his desire evident in every movement.

“Fuck, I need you so bad, angel,” he murmured, his voice heavy with desperation. His gaze locked onto yours, pleading. “Can I?”

You hesitated, your breath hitching, but as his eyes bore into yours, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no. You nodded, and that was all he needed. In one swift motion, he pushed your panties down your thighs.

He released his cock from its confines, his hand gathering your arousal before spitting into his palm and stroking himself a few times. Aligning his thick length with your entrance, he pushed in slowly, drawing a needy whine from your lips. The sound was quickly muffled by Riki’s hand clamping over your mouth.

“Shh, angel,” he whispered, his voice low and teasing. “You don’t want anyone to find us, right?” Without giving you time to adjust, he began thrusting, his hips snapping into you with a relentless rhythm.

Your body trembled, your legs growing weak, and the only thing keeping you upright was his firm grip. Your hands clung to his shoulders, your nails digging into his jacket as your muffled moans vibrated against his hand. His lips trailed along your neck and collarbone, leaving tiny marks in his wake, each one claiming you as his.

“You’re mine, angel,” he growled, angling his thrusts to hit that perfect spot inside you. Stars danced in your vision as his cock drove into your g-spot with precision. “All mine.”

“F-Fmmk… ‘m clmmse~!” you whined, the words muffled against his hand. Your eyes rolled back, your body trembling as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging lightly at the nape of his neck, desperate for release.

“You’re so loud, baby,” he murmured, lips brushing your ear. “You wanna show everyone what a good slut you are f’ me, hmm?” His grip on your waist tightened, thrusts growing erratic as he chased his release.

“Let go, angel. Let’s cum together,” he murmured, his voice rough with need. With a final deep thrust, he groaned, his hips stuttering as he spilled inside you, filling you to the brim.

The sensation pushed you over the edge, and you cried out softly against his hand as you squirted around him, soaking both of your clothes. You silently thanked the darkness for hiding the evidence, though the mess clinging to your thighs was unmistakable.

Riki pulled out, gently sliding your panties back up, sealing his release inside you. “Keep it in,” he smirked, pressing a kiss to your lips, his own breathing heavy as he admired your flushed face.

He smoothed down your dress, adjusting it just enough to make you look presentable before tidying himself up with practiced ease. Reaching for his jacket, he draped it over your shoulders, the gesture almost tender.

“As much as I’d love to show you off, there are people out there,” he teased, his arm steadying you as you stumbled slightly, your legs still weak.

“Y-yeah… fuck,” you muttered, leaning into him for support.

“Sorry, angel,” he chuckled, holding you close as you both walked toward the exit, his fingers brushing soothingly against your waist.

A few moments of silence passed before he leaned down, his voice mischievous. “Well… wanna continue later?”

“Ki,” you groaned, exasperated but amused. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

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Waking up sandwiched between Jungwon and Riki as the morning quickly turns heated.

You woke up to the warmth of being sandwiched between Jungwon and Riki, their bodies pressed snugly against yours. A soft, lingering kiss pulled you from your sleep, Jungwon's lips brushing over yours as he swallowed your muffled moans. His hand wandered downward, tracing the outline of your clothed pussy with agonizing precision. The lace was already damp, soaked through because of him, and he smirked against your lips, pleased by your reaction. His fingers teased the fabric, applying just enough pressure to have you squirming against him.

Behind you, Riki wasn’t idle. His cock, hard and desperate, ground against your ass, the sensation making you arch instinctively. His large hands slipped under your top, brushing the fabric aside to play with your breasts. His fingers teased your sensitive nipples, tugging and rolling them gently as he peppered soft kisses along your shoulder and neck, the warmth of his lips leaving a trail of goosebumps on your skin.

“You’re so sensitive, angel,” Jungwon murmured against your lips, his voice low and full of affection. He slid your panties to the side, his fingers slipping through your slick folds as he focused on your swollen clit, circling it gently. You whimpered into his mouth, the feeling of his touch mixing with Riki’s grinding making your body tremble.

Riki chuckled softly, his breath hot against your ear. “Already so wet for us. You’re so pretty ,” he whispered, pressing himself harder against you, his grinding becoming slower but more controlled. His lips trailed along your neck, nipping lightly before soothing the skin with gentle kisses.

It wasn’t long before their teasing turned into something more, your soft gasps and muffled moans filling the room as they worked together to push you over the edge, completely lost in the overwhelming sensations they gave you.

note had a dream yesterday morning which sparked some inspiration for this and also so i get into the mood of writing jungwon (◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ )💦 god i lowkey wished it lasted longer </3

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No thoughts just Riki’s abs ><

What started as an innocent joke had taken a different turn. Now, sitting bare on his toned abs, your cheeks flushed with heat, and your mind swirled with unspoken desire.

“C’mon, my angel. You can use me,” Riki murmured, his hands gently guiding your hips to move.

You sighed in relief as he took control, your movements hesitant at first. But as your confidence grew, you began grinding against him harder, your hands bracing against his chest. His gaze was soft yet intense, watching you with adoration.

“Yeah… feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

A soft hum escaped your lips as you moved more eagerly, your body chasing the rising pleasure. “That’s it, angel. You’re close, aren’t you?” he teased, his hand slipping down to rub delicate circles on your sensitive nub.

The overwhelming sensations built quickly, and with a shudder, everything unraveled. Your release coated his toned abs, leaving you trembling and breathless.

You sighed, your hips slowing to gentle movements as you came down from your high. Leaning forward, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips.

“Hmm, let’s get cleaned up,” he said softly, brushing his thumb over your flushed cheek.

You nodded, both of you taking your time to clean up before curling up together in bed. Wrapped in his arms, you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, comforted by his warmth.

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — ni-ki + f!reader

WARNINGS — best friends to lovers, riki’s experienced, he’s sweet but still a tease by heart, some begging, fingering, oral (f. rec), pet names, squirting.

WORDCOUNT — 1.2K

NOTE — my riks pussy eater agenda never ends . . sorry for leaving this on a slight cliffhanger >< perhaps i can make a part two if any of you are interested, lmk your thoughts thru my inbox or what not <3

“Ki, would it be weird for a girl not to squirt?” you asked suddenly, catching Riki completely off guard. He choked on his drink, coughing uncontrollably at your unexpected question. “SORRY!” you exclaimed, hurriedly patting his back as he tried to recover.

“You could’ve given me some warning,” he said, wiping his mouth as you sat on the bed, lips pouting.

“Why’d you ask?” he questioned, his brow raised, though it was clear he wasn’t entirely surprised by your curiosity.

“I mean… you’ve had experience with girls, right? Have you made them cum or, I don’t know, squirt before?” you asked hesitantly, your pout deepening as your cheeks flushed. Riki fought back the urge to lean in and kiss you right then but managed to keep his composure.

“Well,” he started, leaning back casually on his hands, “I have sex to enjoy myself and to give pleasure. So yeah, sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t. It depends on the person.”

You muttered under your breath, “Man, am I weird,” not realizing he heard you.

“Why would you be weird?” he asked, his gaze fixed on you, making you squeak as your face burned with embarrassment.

“N-nothing! It’s just a random thought,” you stammered, laughing nervously, but the way he looked at you told you he wasn’t buying it. Finally, you sighed in defeat.

“Okay, fine. All the times I’ve had sex with men, I’ve never cum… or squirted. Ever,” you admitted, your words spilling out before you could stop them. “And now, my friends keep talking about how amazing their sex lives are, and I feel like there’s something wrong with me because I’ve always had to fake it.”

Riki was silent for a moment before speaking bluntly. “That just means those men suck at pleasing women.”

Your eyes widened as he suddenly leaned closer, his hand gently holding your chin, tilting your face toward his. His dark eyes locked with yours.

“Want me to show you how it’s really done?” he asked, his voice low and steady, though the strain in his sweats betrayed how much he was holding back. The room grew quiet, the air charged with tension as you blinked at him, your heart racing. Finally, you managed to whisper, “P-please.”

That was all the confirmation he needed. Without hesitation, Riki closed the distance between you, his lips crashing into yours as he pulled you into his arms.

He pushed you back onto the bed, his hands roaming over your body before slipping beneath your shirt. A small whimper escaped your lips as your fingers tangled in his hair, giving it a light tug. Riki smirked at your reaction, his lips trailing down your skin before settling near your bottom half. Pausing, he looked up at you, silently seeking permission. You couldn’t trust your voice, so you simply nodded. With one smooth motion, he slid your pants and panties off, exposing you to his gaze. His hands spread your legs gently as he adjusted his position.

“Don’t think about me too much tonight, princess. This is all about you, okay?” he murmured, his voice soft yet commanding as his hands caressed your thighs. “Can I?”

“Y-yes,” you breathed out, a strangled moan escaping as his fingers finally explored your wet folds. He began rubbing slow, deliberate circles on your clit, coaxing more of your arousal to pool between your thighs.

“T-there’s lube in the drawer,” you whispered shakily.

“Okay, sweetheart. Let me prep you a bit, yeah?” he replied sweetly, leaning over to grab the bottle. After squirting some onto his fingers, he returned to you, his touch warm and careful.

Gently fondling your folds, he slid one finger inside, stretching you just enough before adding a second. His pace was slow, deliberate, each motion igniting waves of pleasure as his fingers worked you open. You sighed in relief, soft moans tumbling from your lips as he fucked you with precision.

“Feels nice?” he teased, his thumb now stroking your clit in time with his fingers. A high-pitched moan slipped out as your back arched.

“R-Riki~!” you whined, throwing your head back as the pleasure built.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he murmured, his voice filled with adoration and lust. “Gonna give it the love it deserves.”

With that, he leaned down, his lips finding your clit as his tongue replaced his thumb. His warm mouth suckled at the sensitive bud, his fingers never faltering in their steady rhythm.

A needy whimper escaped you at the added sensation, your hips stuttering against his face in an attempt to get more of him. The slow pace felt maddening, your body trembling as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Riki simply chuckled against you, the vibration sending a fresh wave of heat coursing through your veins as he focused on drawing every ounce of pleasure from you.

“That’s it, pretty. Let go for me,” Riki murmured, pulling his fingers from your pussy before leaning down to give soft, kitten-like licks to your folds. His tongue teased you mercilessly, his lips suctioning onto your clit for just a moment before pulling away again. He repeated this agonizing rhythm until your impatience boiled over.

“Riki…” you whined, your voice shaky and breathless.

“Hmm?” he hummed, feigning innocence as his slow, gentle touches continued, driving you to the brink.

“P-please,” you pleaded, looking down at him with desperate, glossy eyes. “Need more… just go faster, harder—I don’t care, just please.”

A devilish smirk played on his lips. “As you wish, princess,” he whispered, his voice laced with dark amusement. Without hesitation, he slid his fingers back inside you, this time pumping them faster and deeper. He curled them expertly, finding that spot that had your back arching off the bed, all while his tongue worked your clit with unrelenting precision.

High-pitched whimpers spilled from your lips, mingling with the lewd, obscene sounds of his fingers and mouth as they worked in perfect harmony. The room was filled with the slick echoes of your arousal and his focused attention, and it didn’t take long for an unfamiliar knot to tighten in your stomach.

“W-wait, Riki—!” you gasped shakily, the strange sensation growing too intense. But your protest only spurred him on. His fingers curled deeper, his tongue swirling faster as your body trembled beneath him.

And then it hit. The knot unraveled, snapping violently as your release gushed from you, soaking his lips and chin. You cried out, your body spasming uncontrollably as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Riki drank it up greedily, savoring every drop before planting one last, tender kiss on your folds.

Rising above you, he kissed your trembling lips, his smirk softening as he wiped a strand of hair from your damp forehead. “Well, there you have it,” he said with a satisfied grin. “You’re not weird, princess. You just needed the right man to give you the right treatment.”

You blinked up at him, still delirious from your high. “Y-yeah… um,” you mumbled, your mind struggling to catch up with what had just happened.

He chuckled, brushing a thumb against your cheek. “Don’t worry, angel. If you want to return the favor, I’m all for it—but only if you want to. No pressure.”

“Let me help you too, please?” you whispered, your wide, pleading eyes meeting his.

Riki cursed under his breath, his resolve nearly crumbling. “Fuck, you’re so cute,” he muttered before pulling off his shirt. He adjusted your position beneath him, the warmth of his skin pressing against yours.

“Just know I won’t be able to stop, princess,” he warned, his voice a low growl as his lips brushed against yours. “Hope you’re ready.”

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