#Baek Juho x reader

[slytherinshua]

HOLD ME TIGHT

genre. a little tension but not truly e2l. mutual pining/misunderstandings. kinda fluffy. entirely based on motorcyclist!zuho. warnings. briefly mentioned that zuho & reader are spies/assassins. wounds and injuries mentioned (not in detail). zuho is hot (and cute) and rides a motorcycle. pairing. zuho x fem!reader. wc. 2.6k. a/n. originally got the idea from the lyrics of 'tight' and @eternalgyu's delusions 😭 but it strayed a little away from the first inspiration... hope it's still okay tho

“As long as you hold me tight, we’ll be good.” Juho’s deep voice filled your ears as if in a daze. You forced your head to nod to him, though you had barely processed his words. You weren’t in the best of circumstances at the moment— having gotten beaten up pretty badly just an hour before. Your teammate had been in a different area, and only found you once he was done with his portion of the mission. At least you had taken out the enemy, though.

Now it was just a transportation problem. You couldn’t ride your own motorcycle back to base considering your condition. This forced Juho to clench his jaw and offer for you to ride with him. He didn’t want to. Frankly, he didn’t want to have any reason to even talk to you, but he kept being assigned the same missions as you, so now, here he was.

You didn’t really annoy him. Well, maybe a little— but not in the way people usually did. You were clearly very good at your job, and your charisma was clear in the way you carried out every mission. Juho would be lying if he didn’t hold a lot of respect for you. He was known to be a bit cold to the team, rarely ever talking to anyone besides Taeyang. He particularly avoided you, only because whenever he was in your presence, his brain didn’t seem to think straight.

In short, you distracted him. A lot. He wasn’t one to catch feelings on the job, especially this job, where the circumstances were always teetering on the edge of life or death. But it seemed like you broke all his rules. He had encased his heart behind a thick metal wall, yet somehow, you had already started making a dent in it.

You didn’t think anything of the way he was glaring at you— you couldn’t think of a time when he hadn’t glared at you. But you weren’t appreciating the way your inebriated mind was racing with a thought. Just 1 thought.

Baek Juho looked hot when angry.

Given that you were bleeding and not entirely sober at the moment, the thought was beyond absurd. But it was probably because you were injured and intoxicated that those thoughts allowed themselves to enter your mind.

You were dizzy as you clumsily pushed your body up onto the back of the motorcycle. Juho waited until you were on and secure to take his seat. You tried to put on your helmet, but due to your slight head injury, you couldn’t put on your helmet without worsening the open wound. You heard Juho curse under his breath as you winced in pain.

“I’ll drive safely. Ditch the helmet.” He commanded, sliding on his own helmet and revving up the engine. “I’m not going to start until you’re holding on.” He muttered. Your brain caught onto his annoyed tone, and you quickly placed your hands on his shoulders, just slightly gripping his jacket.

“That’s not gonna do a thing.” He commented, grabbing one of your hands and moving it to his waist. Your breath caught up in your throat. In order to hold his waist securely, you had to rest your head against his back. His rather attractive, strong, broad back. You were screwed.

Juho finally started driving once you were holding him as tight as he felt necessary. You were thankful that it wasn’t too much of a windy night, otherwise the breeze would’ve been sure to agitate your wounds. There wasn’t much you could talk about over the sound of the motorcycle, so you kept silent. As you sobered up, you grew evermore aware of how tense Juho was. Was he always this rigid?

To your surprise, when he stopped the motorcycle, you weren’t in front of your team’s base, but instead, a small house. Juho cleared his throat seconds after he had stopped, bringing your attention to the way you were still clinging to his middle. You quickly brought your hands away from him in embarrassment, catching your balance as you got off the vehicle. You were still in a lot of pain, but at least your head was clearer than before. A good 2 am drive did wonders for your mental health.

“Make yourself at home.” Juho said as he opened the door to the house. You weren’t sure what you were expecting from Juho’s home, but you definitely hadn’t bargained that it would be this… warm.

The first thing you were met with when you stepped inside was the meowing of a cat. A light orange short haired cat soon appeared from another room, mewling up at Juho, quick to give his legs affectionate rubs with his head.

Juho coughed, “Don’t mind Huru. I haven’t been home in a while. I hope you’re not allergic to cats?” He queried, looking back at you as he picked up the cat in his arms, cradling the little boy lovingly.

You were dumbfounded. The Juho in front of you was like a completely different person. You tried to rub your eyes to see if you were just seeing things when you caught onto a smile on his face. Baek Juho smiling. Your teammates would think you were crazy if you told them about this later.

“N-no. I’m fine with cats.” You mumbled a late response to his question, standing awkwardly at the doorway. You had discarded your work boots, but now didn’t know where to go or what to do. You felt like you were intruding. Juho was always a very private person. No one but Taeyang really knew much about his personal life. Yet, here you were, welcomed into his living space by the man himself.

“Bathroom’s first door on the left. There’s a kit in the cabinet. Bring it out and I’ll patch you up.” Juho instructed, his tone much softer than earlier on the mission. It was weird, but you couldn’t say you didn’t like the change. There was a comforting sense with the way he was talking to you… almost, a fond look in his eyes?

You found your way to the bathroom, finding it pristinely clean and organised, as if you were at a hotel. This was something you did expect from the man. The rooms at the base would probably be a pigsty if it weren’t for Juho’s efforts to keep things tidy. You located the first aid kit in the cabinet where Juho said it would be, and brought it back out to the living room.

You sat awkwardly on the couch, waiting for Juho to come back. You could hear him rustling in the kitchen. While you were waiting, Huru got curious of the new person in the house and came to start sniffing you cautiously. He jumped up on the couch next to you, investigating you before settling down in a meatloaf position next to you.

Juho came back seconds later, smiling widely at the two of you, “As expected. Huru also has good taste in women.” His eyes held a playful glint as he took a spot next to you on the couch. He got out the supplies needed and started working on the head wound first.

You had been patched up many times by your teammates. It was uncomfortable, and more than not, extremely painful. Most occasions were time sensitive, so there was no room to be careful and gentle when the goal was to stop the bleeding enough to get out of the dangerous situation.

The way Juho was handling you, though, was extremely gentle. His touch was soft, almost hesitant, enough to prevent any extra sting from the disinfectant. He was doing a better job making sure you didn’t feel pain that you would’ve been able to if you had to patch yourself up.

It felt strangely intimate. The small living room, both of you sitting close on the 2 cushioned couch. Huru watched both of you carefully, squinting cutely at his father every once in a while, making Juho smile back. You stayed silent for most of it, until the question became too overbearing for you to keep in any longer.

“How come you’re so warm?” The question came out a little hesitantly, and you gulped down the uncomfortable lump that formed in your throat once you got the words out. Most of the nervousness came from Juho’s expression. He kept a poker face, but confusion soon spread on it as he met your eyes.

“Warm?”

You were forced to elaborate further, fiddling with your hands as Juho set down the blood soaked cotton swab he was holding, “You’re… surprisingly… pleasant to be around?” You offered up the thought, not quite sure if you had articulated it how you would’ve liked, but it would have to do for now.

“Was I not before?” He responded, picking up a fresh roll of bandages and dabbing at a bleeding spot on your arm.

“Well. You were always so reserved? No one would’ve guessed that you lived in this cozy space with a cute cat and a collection of colourful ceramic mugs.” You mumbled. 

Juho stiffened, “You noticed the ceramics?” 

You smiled a little, “They were all lined up so nicely on the shelf in the kitchen… It’s cute. You’re cute.”

Cute. Juho had never been called cute before. Cold, unfeeling, rude, professional, reliable, stern. Those were all words he could easily attribute to himself. But cute? He shifted uncomfortably on the couch, not liking how you were seconds away from delivering the final blow to the damaged and dented metal wall around his heart. It was seconds away from becoming disfigured beyond imagination, all because of 2 words.

“I see.” He whispered throatily, trying to catch his breath from the unmistakable tension in the room. “You must be tired. You can take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” He announced, snapping shut the first aid kit and leaving to put it away before you could protest him.

You decided to just go with it. You didn’t have energy or courage to object to anything Juho said. Despite the warmth he had given you tonight, he was still intimidating at times. If he flashed another smile to you, you were sure you’d end up doing something you’d really really regret. 

Lying down on his bed felt like something you were definitely not supposed to do. You were trespassing on his privacy by being here. You should’ve asked him to drive you home instead of letting him let you stay over here. Your brain was racing with the overwhelming thoughts. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Juho came in dressed in pyjamas. He held a mug of hot tea in one hand and some clothes in the other. You could tell he had showered by the way his hair was still wet, and you willed your brain to stop screaming about how attractive he looked like that.

“I thought you might appreciate some tea. And it would be uncomfortable to sleep in your uniform… though I’m sure you’ve done it before. I brought some clothes just in case you wanted to change into them.” He explained shyly, setting down the cup of tea and clothes on the bedside table and quickly saying goodnight. Just going in to give you those 2 things had his stomach twisting and turning in nervousness. The effect you had on him was undeniable.

The tea made you sleepier, and the clothes were incredibly comfortable to sleep in, albeit a little big on you. It wasn’t hard to fall asleep once you relaxed into the soft fluffy pillows and warm blankets. Your body desperately needed the rest, and you were thankful that there was no work to do tomorrow.

You woke up to Juho’s face dangerously close to yours. You would’ve shrieked in shock if it wasn’t for the sleepiness evident in his eyes. He clearly wasn’t in any state to do anything to you. His eyes weren’t quite closed, but his eyelids drooped down almost all the way. He must’ve also just woken up.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked you in an incredibly deep, sleepy morning voice. His eyes had fallen shut again, but he could feel your stare against his face, and he couldn’t help but curve one corner of his lips up.

“I thought you were going to sleep on the couch?” You asked, bewildered at the closeness between you two. It was impossible to want to move, though, given the ache in your body from the past day’s injuries.

“I didn’t mean to… I must’ve been too tired when I came to check on you a couple hours ago.” He whispered. Your response was interrupted when Huru jumped up on the bed, purring contentedly and headbutting Juho’s cheek incessantly. You giggled at the sight. The way Juho closed his eyes tightly and scrunched up his face, trying (and failing) to get Huru to settle down, was the most precious sight you had seen.

You sighed, “Thank you for your hospitality. I guess I should probably get back to my place now.” Your lack of motivation to actually leave was clearly evident to both you and Juho. Your apartment had always felt a little lonely. You didn’t have the time to decorate it or pick up collecting hobbies like Juho’s ceramics. Neither did you have furry companions to wake you up with affection in the morning. If things went exactly the way you wished them to, you would be able to stay with Juho just for a little longer. His presence right now was more comforting than anyone else's.

Juho sat up, thinking for a second. It seemed as if he could read the thoughts your brain was bringing up, as he suddenly asked, “Do you have plans for later?”

You shook your head.

“Would you like to grab coffee with me?” He tilted his head to the side with a small smile. You couldn’t possibly say no to the sight. His bed hair, soft pyjamas, and contented sleepy face— you were sure he was trying to make you fall in love with him at this point. He was the cutest person you had ever seen.

“Are you asking me out right now?” You asked with a smile, an elated feeling bubbling in your chest.

“Only if you say yes.” He responded, impatient to hear your response. 

“Don’t worry. Going out for coffee with my handsome coworker sounds like a great way to spend the day.” You mused and Juho laughed, mirroring the happiness that you felt.

Since you had met Juho, you had always thought he was cold. His sharp features and serious stare gave off a strong impression, and since he didn’t make much effort to get close to people, that unwelcome belief of his personality lived on in your brain for a long time. But it only took that one coffee date to entirely change your perspective on him.

No, Juho wasn’t cold or rude or impolite. He was warm and friendly and so, so cute. He talked a lot about his cats and his childhood— his interest in music, and, of course, his ceramic mugs. He listened intently to everything you had to say. You talked for hours at the cafe, and then for even more hours at home. You kept talking and talking and talking— always finding more you wanted to say; neither of you getting tired of the company.

After that day, Juho no longer looked at missions assigned with you with distaste. Instead of suppressing the fluttery feeling that you summoned in him with just your mere presence, he welcomed it. He smiled a lot more; enough for your other teammates to start to question his switch in behaviour. You had slowly but surely dented the wall surrounding his heart, and now, he gladly let you in, letting you fill every corner of it with warmth and love.

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[monfixity]

Mama - Baek Juho

Summary: You were dating Juho for around six months. But not once have you met his mother, the most important person in Juho’s life until now. And the prospect of meeting his mother made you sick to the stomach. Is your feeling right or unnecessary?

There were a few scary steps to take in a relationship: the first date, which could be quite scary when it was your first date. Not only with that person but also in general. Or the wedding that even though it was a great prospect was still a scary step for many people.

But the scariest moment from all the steps you had to take in a relationship, was this moment where you were so close to meeting his mother. The person who could decide everything about the future. Juho was close to his mother and wanted her approval and blessing for the relationship. You have been dating for six months now and it was time for you to meet her. And you were terrified, to say the least.

You loved Juho like you never had loved anyone. Meeting his mother was the biggest step that made you scared of losing Juho. It was clear from the start that when she didn't like you, you would lose Juho instantly. He cherished his mother's opinion a lot.

"Don't be so nervous." he chuckled but had easy talking. He wasn't the one who had to go through this. You stood in front of your closet still trying to figure out what to wear while Juho had already decided on a casual look.

"I have nothing to wear," you mumbled, more to yourself than to Juho.

Juho walked over to you and cupped your face. "Why would my mother dislike you? Why are you so afraid?" he kissed your forehead which relaxed you only for a bit.

"I am scared to lose you. What if she doesn't like me for reasons, we don't know yet." you pouted.

"Baby, my mother is not a monster. There is nothing that she could hate on you." Juho kissed your cheek and then removed his hands from your face to take a few pieces of clothing. "Wear these." he held casual clothes to you.

"Are you sure that's not too casual?" you wondered.

"You are comfortable in them, which makes them perfect. Now go get changed, put your hair like you always do and you'll be fine." he pushed you gently towards your bathroom.

You reluctantly went to change.

When you came back Juho was sitting on the edge of your bed, scrolling through his phone. "Guess I am ready," you said, standing in front of him.

Juho looked up and smiled. "Then let us go." he stood up, putting his phone into his pocket. As he was about to leave the room, he took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. Then he kissed the back of your hand and, met your eyes. "She will love you, I am sure." he smiled and tagged you along to the place where his mother lived.

As you stood in front of the door waiting for her to open it, your nervosity increased. "I feel like throwing up," you mumbled.

Juho kissed the top of your head and held your hand. Right at that moment, his mother opened the door, and she beamed as he saw her son. "Juho love!" she hugged her son and smiled. Then she turned to you and didn't lose her smile. "You must be (Y/N). My son has talked a lot about you." she beamed.

You bowed gently "Nice to meet you, M'am."

She chuckled. "Was she this nervous throughout the whole day?" she looked at Juho who nodded.

"No matter how much I tried to reassure her, she didn't stop being nervous," he explained.

To your surprise, his mother hugged you and stroked your back. "Don't be nervous. From what you heard you are a lovely woman." she looked at you. "Now come in sweety. Have some sweets and maybe a warm drink." she smiled and walked back into the house.

Juho took your hand. "See told you Mama will love you." he beamed and followed his mother in while you followed him.

After you took off your shoes you sat down in the living room and saw all the cake and sweets his mother prepared. "This looks lovely." you smiled, slowly warming up.

"I hope you like some of them." she beamed, offering you tea.

"Thank you." you took the cup and smiled.

"Juho told me you study film producing?" she sat down, looking at you.

You nodded smiling. "Yes, I am in my last year and had an internship at FCN Entertainment." you smiled.

"Ah, that's how you met. He came home one day and told me there was an intern he was very interested in." she beamed.

"Mama..." Juho said, his cheeks turning a shade redder.

You chuckle. "Yes, that must have been me." you smiled.

As you saw that his mother started to eat, you also started to take a bite and smiled. "This is extremely delicious."

"Oh, I am glad you like it. It's the one I made myself." his mother admitted.

 "It's really lovely. I love the mixture between the two different types of flavours." you beamed.

"Do you bake, (Y/N)?" his mother asked.

"I am certainly not a professional, but I love baking. I especially love it during Christmas time. All those different types of biscuits." you mused.

"Maybe, if you want. This year Christmas you could come over and we could bake some together. Maybe exchange some recipes." she offered.

"Oh, that sounds lovely." you beamed. "I would love that."

"And as a great mother-in-law, I have to embarrass my son, don't I?" she chuckled as Juho sat up straight.

"Mama, no!" his face was terrified.

"Oh, yes. It's tradition. I show you a photo book with Juho as a child." she stood up.

You chuckled and Juho looked at you. "I think you two get along a little too well," Juho murmured.

You snorted and cupped his face and kissed him shortly. "I think we're getting along just fine." you laughed as his mother sat down next to you with the photobook and Juho sighed next to you, leaning back and accepting his defeat. He had no chance against two women.

This day turned out better than expected. After all the nervousness you had you realised it wasn't necessary at all, because his mother loved you, and you loved her as well.

She was so kind and super interested in you and your hobbies. And the jokes she made about her son just lightened up the mood as well. Juho loved the fact that everything turned out well. In the end, you had a lovely mother-in-law and didn't lose Juho.

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[lizzyk137]

New Form of Payment- SF9 Zuho (A Zuho X Reader Story)

Summary: You're Zuho's cat's groomer and after a late work day Zuho forgets his wallet to pay for his kitty's spa day. Will you accept his new form of payment? Warnings: Major smut, overstimulation, light choking, finger play, breast play, anal, DP, daddy kink, good girl kink, and fluff at the end and between.

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"I'll give you a call when they're all ready, sir!" You smiled at your handsome customer with two adorable cats.

You took your time making sure both of the cats had a good and enjoyable time in your salon as you daydreamer about their handsome owner, Juho.

You've seen him on some videos online, and on your Twitter feed, he was in an idol group called SF9, and by some miracle, Juho decided your salon was best to get his cats groomed. You haven't yet met Juho until today, but the girls in the salon kept going on about how handsome, sweet and caring he was. And you had come to find out all the things they described about him were true.

Today was the fifth time Juho had been to the salon, and you were finally lucky enough to be working on the same day as his cats appointment.

You finished brushing out Haru and gave him a small spritz of kitty cologne and put him back into his kennel so you could call his owner to come and pick him up.

Dialing his number, your hands shook slightly with nerves. 'Get a hold of yourself, pretend he is a normal customer,' you thought to yourself.

The line rang and finally you heard a low hello ring out into the phone.

"Hi, Juho? This is Y/N, from Kitty's Paradise, I'm just calling to let you know your babies are all set to be picked up!"

Ever since his cat's grooming appointment with you, Juho has chosen you as his cat's groomer and has religiously brought them in every month to have a little spa day. He'd always give you the biggest smile and wave when he saw you through the window, then answer the phone excitedly when you called to let him know his cats were done their spa day. He had even asked for your number to schedule appointments and to send you cute pictures of his kitties. You eventually grew a huge crush in him and yearned to kiss those pink lips every time he walked through the door but you kept it professional even though your mind went blank except of thoughts of his body on yours anytime you saw him.

"Hey, Juho, just calling to let you know they're ready for pick up!" You hung up after your goodbyes and printed out what his total would be to give it to him. He collected his total sheets in a small scrapbook with a small picture of each cat in case he wanted to go back to a certain haircut or do a different shampoo.

Your coworkers said their goodbyes, and you were the last one in the building for the night. Zuho said he had to work a bit later than usual tonight, so you stayed back and waited on him. You soon saw head lights pull into the parking lot and a black car parked near the entrance. You grabbed the carriers and gently placed each cat inside and brought them to the front just in time for Juho to open the door.

Your eyes widened, and you had to stop yourself from letting your jaw drop. His black hair was slicked back with a few pieces of his bangs loose, and he wore all leather pants and a leather jacket that was snug to his body.

"H-hi! They're all ready for you!" You put on a bright smile to hide your nervousness and sat the carriers on the table in the lobby.

Juho bent down and checked on each of his cats, his shirt slowly moving up his back, exposing his smooth skin. You licked your lips at the sight and quickly turned away before Juho saw. But he did see, and he watched you turned away with a smirk on his face.

"So what do I owe you today?" He leaned up against the counter, his muscles clinging to the leather making you well aware of how toned Juho was. You face burned at your thoughts, although innocent, and you gave him his total paper. He ruffled through his pockets and then gave you a small cocky grin. "Would you accept a different type of payment instead today?"

"Um, what do you mean?" You asked nervously.

"This." He reached his hand forward and scooped it around the back of your neck and brought your lips to his. It started off just as an innocent kiss until his tongue gently went across your lips, asking for entrance, which you granted, and soon your tongues were dancing around as your hands made their way to his chest.

You pulled away after a few minutes, panting for hair, and you looked to see Juho staring at your smirking. He stepped back and locked the front door as he then made his way to the gate. He unlocked it and stepped inside a foot away from you. He bit his bottom lip, stepped towards you, and reconnected your lips as he picked you up and placed you on the grooming table behind you.

Both of your hands roamed each other's body, and you gasped in the kiss when Juho's hand found one of your breasts, and he gently kneaded it, earning a small moan from you. He continued as his other hand found your other breast, making you moan out as he found your clothed nipple and rolled it between his fingers. "God, I love it when you moan." He growled, his lips still on yours.

He let go of your breasts suddenly, and you gave a small whine in protest. His hands found the back of your smock and he untied it and ripped it off of you. His hands found the hem of your shirt soon afterwards and he lifted it off exposing your naked breathes. "Do you come to work with no bra on for me?" He asked cockily as he eyes your chest.

"I-I, oh my..." you gasped as his mouth found one of your small pink nipples. He sucked and bit as his lips latched onto your chest, making your body heat up as you could feel yourself getting wetter. You tried to close your legs so you could relive the tension between them but Juho spread them open with one hand as he placed his body between them.

His mouth unlatched for your chest and he circled your nipple with his tongue, a smile spreading across his face as he saw you lean back in pleasure just at him using his tongue. He started to wonder what you would do when his tongue reached your most sensitive areas that he could feel growing wetter as he teased you. He tongue flicked the tip of your nip cause you to gasp out as your back arched.

He gently pushed you down on the table as his tongue made its way down the curve of your breast and onto your stomach, making your squirm slightly under his arm as he made his way to the hem of your smock pants. His tongue pulled away, and you looked at him as he reached the ties on your pants with a smirk on his face. "Your pants are soaked just at me playing with your nipples. What are you going to do when I play elsewhere?"

Before you could reply, his teeth found the ties to your pants as he undid the little bow that kept your pants snug to your waist. His hands gripped your breasts suddenly, a gasp escaping from you, and they played down your body till they reached your pants, and he lifted your hips up as he pulled your pants and underwear down with one hand. The cold air hitting your hot mounds caused you to shiver.

Juho groaned as he took in your naked body. "I'm going to make you feel so good." He pushed you further onto the table and propped one of your legs up on it, and the other rested on his back as he leaned down towards your center. Your breathing got deep as you could feel him close to your body but not touching. You whined, which earned a small chuckle from Juho. "So impatient for me, aren't you?"

His lips barely touched your skin as he placed a small kiss on your clit. "Please..." You whispered, your eyes locked on his.

"Your wish is my command, princess."

He dived into your pussy as his fingers spread your folds and his tongue licked up all the juices that poured out. Your eyes rolled back as his tongue made its way in and out of your hole. Your eyes made their way back to his and he could feel his pants tightening watching your face look at him in pleasure.

His finger replaced his tongue and you cried out at the cool digit entering your hot body. Your hands grabbed the edge of the table as his tongue danced around your clit with him occasionally nipping or sucking.

He sucked on your clit, his tongue licking it as he sucked and he shoved three fingers into you. Your mind was starting to go blank as your body started to overcome with pleasure. "Juho, I'm - I'm about to come." You cried out as he sped up his pace. Pleasure over came you in waves as he continued, and you called out his name as your orgasmed, his tongue eventually lapping up all your juices.

"Such a good girl, he muttered against your skin, "you came so well for daddy."

You gasped for air as he continued to lick and suck on your clit overstimulating you. He gave one last lick from the bottom of your pussy all the way up to your clit, slurping up as much of your juices as he could. He took off his jacket, exposing his bare chest. You bit your lip as he pulled down his pants, exposing the hard v of his pelvis till they made their way down to his member. Your eyes widened at how big and girth he was, and you got nervous just thinking if you could even fit him inside of you.

He stroked his cock a few times as he watched your chest heave and your face turned from pleasure to excitement. He stepped on the tables foot pedal and brought the table down so your pussy was level with his gaint cock. You gulped as he brought it closer to your sopping mounds. "Already so wet again for me, baby girl. Do you think you've been a good girl to deserves daddy's cock."

You nodded quickly, your tongue moistened your lips to speak, which Juho groaned at the sight of. "Yes, daddy. I want your big, fat cock in me."

"I just can't say no to you, princess." He said as he slammed his cock into you, your screams echoing in the room. He stayed still for a second, his lips finding their way to yours as he peppered them with small kisses while your body clung to his long shaft. He slowly started moving in and out of you, causing you both to moan. "So tight and wet for me. You've been such a good girl for daddy. Daddy wants to fill you up."

He continued to go slow until your body didn't have as tight of a hold on him and he picked up his pace, one hand on your hip and the other made their way to your neck, lightly holding it. "Faster, daddy." You cried out, and he slammed his cock back into you at a fast pace.

"I love hearing those cries."

His cock pounded into your g-spot and you felt yourself grow closer to another orgasm. "So close, daddy."

Zuho picked up the pace while his hand moved from your hip down to stroke your clit in time with his thrusts causing the sides of your linings to close onto his dick as your screamed out. He continued to pound into your, your screams ringing out as he felt his hardening cock shoot out ropes of his cum into you. His slowed down but kept his cock inside of you as he kissed your trembling body. "Such a good girl. You did such a good job clinging to your daddy's fat cock."

He pinched your nipple which earned a cry from you. He pulled out, his and your juices flowing out of your gaping hole. He turned your around to have you on all fours as he slammed his still hard cock into you. He thrusted in and out of you, his cum and being shoved back inside of you. He lifted you up as you back slammed into his chest and he stroked your clit with one hand as the other twisted your nipple between his fingers. Your body was overstimuated, but pleasure crashed over you as his thrusts grew faster. His moved your chest to turn so he could latch onto one of your bouncing breasts as his gripped your neck, choking you.

You felt yourself nearing your orgasm as tears ran down your face. He slapped your clit repeatedly as you felt yourself come all over him, your juices leaking out from your pussy. He threw you back onto the table. Your arms too weak to hold yourself up as his dick continued to fuck into you, your mind blank from pure pleasure.

"Already so drunk of my cock. When we've barely even started." Juho grunted as he unloaded another jet of his sticky cum into you. He kissed your back as he shoved his cum in and out of your wet hole. "I love stuffing you full of my cum." He pulled out, the cold hitting you once again until warmth was brought back in the form of four fingers as he finger fucked you. He slapped your ass causing you to cry out. "I want to fuck you until your so cock drunk you can't think straight."

"Yes, please." You wiggled your ass in excitement and he gave it another slap and he continued to fuck your pussy with his fingers. His cock found the opening of your ass and he rubbed against it. He took his finger out and rubbed the mixture of your juices and his cum over his shaft and your ass. He slowly pushed his cock into you as your cried out in pain. He slowly moved his dick in and out of you until pleasure replaced pain and you moaned as his fingers made their way back to filling up your pussy. He contined to fuck you in both holes, his grip finding its way to your neck.

Your juices coated his hand as he came into your ass with a loud moan and a fuck me. He continednto fuck his cum into you as you clenched around his fingers, your fourth of orgasm of the night.

He pulled out, his sticky cum making its way down your ass to your already sticky legs. He bent down and licked all the way up your pussy to your ass, collecting your juices and his cum. He pulled you up, and his mouth found yours, your lips licking up everything from his.

He sat down tired on the table, his shaft still hard. You were so overstimuated at this point and drunk on his cock and you didn't care. You've never felt this much pleasure before, and as tired as you both were, you craved more. You leaned over, your lips taking in the tip of his penis. Slowly, you took in more of him, as much as you could fit on your tiny mouth, hearing him moan as his hands found their way to your hair, tangling themselves into it as he bobbed your head up and down his shaft causing you to gag as you took in his length. "Take daddy's cock." He muttered, "You're being such a good girl taking all of daddy in every hole."

Your hands found his shaft, and you stroked him as your other hand played with his large balls. You felt his pelvis move up and down as he started to fuck your mouth causing you to gag more as his speed increased. The tip of his penis hardened more as he grew near to his climax. Your mouth was soon coated with his cum and he moaned out your name. You licked up every last drop and swallowed. You gor up and swung your leg over his body as you sat down on cock causing him to shudder as you took his overstimuated penis in your wet pussy.

You moved slowly up and down, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you pleasured both of you. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you bounced up and down faster, making you both moan. You soon both reached your fifth climax, and your juices mixed together as he filled you up. He thrusted into you a few more times making sure to coat your insides with his hot cum.

"I want to stay inside you forever." He mumbled and he held you in his arms, his cock softening inside of you.

You nodded, too drunk from sex to say anything. His lips found your nipple and he planted soft kisses on each. He picked you up, not pulling out as he made his way over to grab a towel from the rack nearby. He sprayed some water on it from the tub and then carried you back to the table. He laid you down and slowly pulled out of you, both of you whined as your bodies unconnected. He cleaned you up then himself. He handed you your clothes and helped you put them on.

He got dressed himself and cupped your check, giving you a small kiss on the lips. "Is this form of payment acceptable in the future?"

"Mhm, it is." You kissed his exposed collarbone, and he groaned.

He winked and pulled you close. "I guess I'll have to come by more often then."

For my friend who gave me the idea, I'll get better at writing on time. XD

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Not A Competition (Maybe) ✧ l.jy & b.jh

Pairing: Lee Jaeyoon x f!reader x Baek Juho Genre: smut Summary: It's hard having two hot best friends because sometimes you just can't choose - and sometimes you don't have to. Not that it makes things any easier when they have a challenge to settle. Word count: 4.9k Warnings: oral (f and m receiving), dry humping

If someone told you the plans you had for tonight few months ago, you’d laugh in their face. But as you stand in front of the mirror and check your appearance, you can’t help but feel excited. The feeling thrums under your skin and threatens to invade your mind and set it on one and only track… which is bound to happen sooner rather than later anyway.

You hate to be yet another example of how men and women can’t be just friends - because they can - but sometimes it just doesn’t end there. And who could blame you with friends like yours?

You’ve known Jaeyoon and Juho for most of your life. They are your closest and most trusted friends. You’d die for them. And apparently, you’d also spread your legs for them - a fun fact you’ve all come to find some time back while playing a drunken game of spin the bottle.

Who’s idea was that anyway?

Not that it matters - the result stays the same: you, waiting in your room for them to let themselves into your home and find you, already impatient to see them, touch them, feel them, all in such a new context.

"Oh you naughty, naughty girl," Juho growls into your ear, his hands possessively gripping your hips. You jump, you’ve not heard him enter. Despite your impatience, one look at the clock tells you he's early - and he’s not the only one.

There’s a whistle and your eyes shoot up, meeting Jaeyoon’s. He’s smirking, nothing like his usual sweet smile - now there’s a predatory quality to the expression as he takes in your barely covered body.

While this has been on the table for some time now, you haven’t quite expected it happening anytime soon, much less today. You'd think there would be a special occasion, something you could expect and prepare for days in advance. Not an exchange of nervous but heated glances and agreement to meet at yours after work. Then again, you don’t think you’d ever be really prepared. 

You squeeze your thighs together. It doesn’t escape either of their attention, what with the pathetic excuse for coverage you’re wearing.

“So that’s what you’ve been doing in the mall alone,” he wonders aloud, stepping closer to inspect the white lace under your breasts, "I let you out of my sight for a second and this happens…"

It was meant to be a surprise and an experiment. It was surprisingly hard to shake off Juho during your little outing just days prior, but your effort seems to have paid off. You’ve had a feeling at least one of them would appreciate it, even if you haven’t really planned for… well, honestly all of this, still in denial. At least you can now compare their reactions in real time.

The whole lingerie set is white and lacy and most importantly - transparent. There are a few straps around your hips and thighs. Although you doubt they’ll survive the night with how rough Juho’s playing with them already, pulling on them until they’re about to snap. Jaeyoon meanwhile drinks you in and you can see the lust clouding his gaze as he steps closer but doesn’t touch you just yet. You want him to.

“Surprise?” you smile at him while melting into the younger man’s touch. Juho presses your back against his front and you feel how hard he’s getting against the curve of your ass. It’s flattering. His hands stroke your front, thumbs running along the line of your pelvis but the rest of his fingers creep dangerously close to your core.

Jaeyoon’s hands don’t stay off your body for too long either. His hand hovers over your barely covered nipples until one slender finger touches your skin and begins circling around the sensitive nub. You gasp, arching into his touch. You haven’t expected you’d be this sensitive and that the lace and his gentle touch would feel so good. His free hand grips your neck, pushing you more into Juho’s chest. The black haired man hums in satisfaction, nibbling on your ear. His fingers inch closer to your center where you need them but Jaeyoon stops him before he can touch you there.

“Do you think we can make her cum without taking these off?” he wonders aloud, smirking at the shock that flashes across your face.

Juho caresses your lace-covered abdomen, so close yet so far from where you need him, and you feel the smirk in his voice. “I don't care, but I bet I can make her cum better than you - clothes or not.”

You wanna tell him that there was no mention of a competition - because there was not. Because you know how competitive they can get under the right circumstances. You silently plead with Jaeyoon, too caught off guard to give him your best puppy eyes but you know he knows what you want to tell him. 

“You’re on,” he smirks at his friend over your shoulder and, as if mocking you, kisses your forehead. He doesn’t pull away, instead he leans closer. His thumb flicks over your nipple and he shushes you when you softly moan. “You know we’ll treat you right, don’t you?”

You nod immediately. You trust them both, and you know that they wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt you or put you into (too much) distress. 

“Use your words, baby,” Juho’s voice rumbles right next to your ear. His fingers tease over the flimsy fabric, only ever barely brushing against your slit before they retreat again. “We’ll need you to speak tonight. It’s important and we can’t read your mind.”

“Let us hear you,” Jaeyoon whispers into your skin. As if to give you the space to think about it, his hands fall to your waist while Juho’s settle on your hips. Before they can step away too, you reach out for both of them, pulling them back close by their clothes. You lick your lips.

“I know, I trust you - both of you,” you nod again, smiling first at the man in front of you and then turning your head back, “I want this too. Just be gentle?”

“We always spoil you,” Juho pouts, propping his chin on your shoulder. He pulls you back to his body. Only now do you process the difference between your almost naked state and the fully clothed them.

“You’re in good hands,” Jaeyoon confirms, cupping your cheek and rubbing the apple of it with his thumb, “We already said we’d take good care of you.”

“Really? ‘Cause all I heard was I’d be the victim of your competition,” you quirk a brow at him. The man behind you chuckles and presses his lips to the side of your neck. It catches you off guard, again, and makes you gasp. The brunette in front of you takes full advantage of it as his hand slides down to your jaw and he teases your lower lip with his thumb. He leaves it there even as you lick it with the tip of your finger.

“Not a victim, more like the prize,” he corrects and Juho behind you hums in agreement, “If you enjoy it, you might let us do it again, right?”

You hate him and his stupid grin. Hate the way his cheeks make it look so cute as if he isn’t about to keep you up all night - and share you with one of his best friends. Then again, putting it that way might be unfair to Juho, who has about the same virtually non-existent claim on you as Jaeyoon does.

“I mean it, Jae,” you say and they both turn their attention to what you’re saying, alarmed by the badly hidden urgency in your voice, “You can do what you want, just don’t push me too far.”

It’s a strange feeling, to be hugged and held by two men at the same time, but you also find that it’s comforting. These are your friends, after all, and they always will be - regardless of what’s going to happen in the next couple hours. 

“We just told you,” one of them says, and you’re ashamed to admit that you’re too distracted by their reassuring touches to identify the voice, “We’ll take good care of you.”

And then you’re pulled and pushed, all so gently like they’re just a breeze guiding your body, on the bed. You fall down, cushioned by Jaeyoon’s body under yours. Juho’s hot on your back, holding himself above both of you. Your thighs squeeze around Jaeyoon’s body. Maybe you like being caged in, being crowded by the two of them. If Juho didn’t notice the twitch of your body, Jaeyoon’s smirk told him everything he needed to know. When he dips his head down and his breath fans over your neck, you know you’re in trouble as shivers shake your entire body.

“What a nice position you've gotten yourself into,” Juho taunts. His hands come to your hips and help you straddle his friend properly. You bite down on your lip when your core brushes against Jaeyoon’s bulge. The man himself admires your body with hooded eyes. His hands slide up your thighs. Before you can do much, Juho’s grip tightens and he guides your movements. You curse under your breath. The rough denim feels so good in combination with your silky lingerie, and the deep breath the man under you takes makes you want to be in control. You want to play with him like they plan to play with you.

“Getting ahead of ourselves, are we?” Juho tsks, gently slowing down your efforts.

“Oh, come on,” you groan, rolling your eyes, “Look at him. Tell me you don’t want to tease him.”

He gives you an unimpressed look - much like the disbelieving scoff that leaves Jaeyoon’s lips.

“Not really,” Juho shrugs, “But I want to see you have fun. Let me help.” 

This time it's the brunette who's surprised. You’re allowed to move as you want and you use it against the older male. His hands grip your thighs tighter while Juho’s lips attach to your neck. You grind against Jaeyoon’s crotch with his friend’s help. His hands push your hips down, adding pressure - and pleasure - from time to time, driving you crazy. Maybe, just maybe, you’re starting to get a little needier than you expected you would because suddenly the idea of them taking turns with you the whole night doesn't sound quite so bad.

Jaeyoon’s fingers massage the flesh of your thighs in a vain attempt to ground himself. It's not near enough stimulation to ground his hips into yours but it’s obvious that it's enough for you - and honestly that's hotter than he would admit. He loves watching as you try to quieten your moans without any success. And knowing he doesn't even have to get naked to make you soaked on his cock boosts his ego immensely. Your breathing turns into stuttering gasps as your climax approaches and an almost ticklish sensation spreads through your body. 

Your fingers twitch and tighten in Jaeyoon’s shirt. Juho sucks mark after mark on your neck and you find you like it. You want him to mark you and make you his, and you want to demand that Jaeyoon covers those marks with his own. You whimper at the thought, grounding your hips against his without caring about anything but making yourself come. They help you through it, Jaeyoon by stroking your thighs and bucking his hips against yours and Juho showers you with praise and his thumbs draw comforting circles on your overstimulated skin. It's only when you get your breathing under control that they talk.

“So that’s a pretty good one for me, right?” the smirk is unconcealable in Juho’s voice.

“I think our pretty girl came on my cock, so that one’s on me - what do you think?” Jaeyoon turns their attention to you. You groan, allowing your body to slump forward and rest on his chest. 

“This again?” you sigh, your mind still reeling from your orgasm and the overwhelming feeling of your friend’s hard cock pressed snuggly against your core.

“Why not?” he chuckles, tapping your ass playfully.

“Why yes?” you counter.

“Whoever gets more orgasms out of you gets to keep you?” Juho jokes, and even though his voice is anything but serious, you can’t help the way your body reacts.

“Oh?” Jaeyoon laughs when he feels you squirm on his lap. 

“Shut up,” you punch his shoulder, but before you can tell him off, you’re being lifted and thrown on the bed next to him. You squeal, unused to this kind of treatment from their side.

Turns out they won’t have mercy on you now that they’ve apparently decided to roll with the joke and apparently turn it into today’s concept. 

“Wait! Ju-” you’re too late when you finally notice Juho kneeling in front of the bed, pulling your body towards him. Your mind blanks out when he licks through your folds covered by the soaked-through excuse for fabric you’re wearing. 

“That was a pretty sound,” Jaeyoon coos, turning on his side to lay next to you. He fixes your hair - a completely pointless gesture but whatever, his fingers feel nice as they brush against your scalp.

“And she’s delicious too,” Juho hums, licking his lips before diving in again. You feel how drenched your panties are, getting wetter by the second with his saliva. You whimper, one hand fisting in his hair and the other, unsurprisingly, in Jaeyoon’s shirt. At least before he takes your hand and brings it to his lips. If his goal was to make you lose your mind, he’s succeeding. The animalistic hunger with which Juho’s devouring your cunt is balanced by the tenderness of Jaeyoon’s lips on your skin.

The man between your thighs attacks your clit with deadly precision. If only there wasn’t the fabric in the way of his passionate assault. Juho doesn’t seem to mind it too much, though. Actually, it seems to be the opposite. His teeth tug at the flimsy piece, teasing at how easily it could be ripped apart. Like he can’t get enough of the faux innocence.

“Take it off,” you beg. You go as far as easing your grip on his hair for the sake of running your fingers through it instead. He likes when you do that - hopefully enough to listen to you now. He chuckles, suckling on your covered clit just to make you whine and trash around as much as Jaeyoon and his own hold allow you.

“Where would be the fun in that? And there’s the challenge too,” he scolds, leaving a trail of wet, messy kisses on your inner thigh. You wanna tell him exactly where they can both stick their fucking competition. And you want to tell them (again) that you’re not some kind of toy they can just use to boost their egos… but Juho’s tongue is very persuasive. You hate it as much as you love it.

Whatever smart remark you had prepared gets drowned out by your moans as he swipes his tongue side-to-side on your clit, flicks it with the tip of his wet muscle. And even those sounds get muffled when Jaeyoon crashes his lips against yours. You kiss him back eagerly, letting him swallow all your cries. He sucks on your tongue while Juho does so on your clit and it’s so good it makes tears well up in your eyes.

It’s a little surprising that Juho’s as skilled with his tongue on your pussy as he is when he’s spitting raps. He licks long stripes, wiggling the muscle along your slit and dragging the fabric along the line of each movement, before shifting his attention on your clit with gentle short flicks of his tongue. It makes your toes curl and eyes shut close, your breathing gets erratic and you fidget with your hands - you want to both push him away and pull him closer. You want to mark Jaeyoon’s chest with your nails, leave scratches for everyone to see and wonder.

That’s when Juho returns to the long and slow licks and you moan. It’s a pattern now, he’s been toying with you for what feels like eternity and if his smirk is any indication, he’s pretty proud of himself too. You want to pull his hair and force him to make you come again. Jaeyoon seems impatient for his turn to do a number on you too, but even so he’s not helping. Asshole. You wanna mock him for settling with basically fucking your mouth with his tongue but you don’t. Your mouth is full. You can’t really speak.

Your breathing calms again now that Juho’s allowing you to catch your breath but the moaning still lingers at the end of each sigh that’s allowed to get past your lips. You cry out when he suddenly sucks the bundle of nerves into his mouth again.

“I think she likes my mouth more,” Juho purrs, licking his wet lips. He pulls away, head resting against your inner thigh. He looks as smug as you’ve ever seen him. You’re about to tell him off when you feel a single finger circle the fabric covering your entrance. You moan his name. How could you miss that he’s about to do that? You won’t last like this, not with how his thumb is expertly rubbing circles on your abused clit.

“Just wait when I have my way with her,” Jaeyoon growls, his hand slides up from your waist and gropes at your chest and he twists your lace-covered nipple and - fuck you need someone inside you right now and you don’t care which one it’s going to be.

“Please,” you beg, swallowing the rest of your words so you don’t choke on them or saliva as Juho’s finger pushes in as much as the material of your panties allows. Who the fuck came up with keeping you in the ligerie? You’re going to strangle him. 

“Just a little more, you can cum for me, right?” his voice drops lower while he watches your twitching form in awe. Reduced to a teary-eyed mess by his tongue and fingers. Your thighs are spasming around him and not even the distraction Jaeyoon provides by kissing you breathless and playing with your tits can take your full attention off him. It’s an addictive feeling.

“M-more,” you demand and it’s such a cute view that he indulges you. His lips wrap around your clit again and it’s not long before you���re trying to suffocate him with your thighs, jerking away from his hungry mouth. You’re chanting his name, your hand threatens to tear a bald spot on his scalp but he doesn’t mind at all. It’s cute how easily he can overstimulate you as a revenge. Only when you start babbling softly and pushing him away does he relent and pulls away. 

He lies down on the other side of you and is immediately pulled into a kiss that tastes like you on your tongue. Jaeyoon rubs his hands along your sides and arms, his head resting in the crook of your neck. He’s so warm, a grounding presence with all his tender touches.

“You still okay?” he asks, nosing along your throat.

“Yeah,” you laugh breathily, “We only just started, right?” Despite saying that, you do feel the effect they have on your body - your waning strength and patience, and still your growing curiosity and insatiability.

“Don’t say that twice,” Juho warns, pushing his lips against yours in a rough kiss. Jaeyoon meanwhile pulls away to move you higher on the bed so that he could place himself between your thighs once he rids himself of his clothes.

You don’t have much time to admire his perfectly sculpted body or his angry red cock before he slaps it against your clit and lies it down between your folds. He gives you a mean smirk.

“N-no, no, please,” you wanna cry and you wanna punch him. Maybe you should’ve expected this.

Jaeyoon only shushes you as he pulls on the fabric of your ruined panties and pushes them to the side so he can slide his cock right inside. He rubs the head of his cock on your swollen clit. Honestly, he also wants to just fuck into you finally - you’re so wet, and he knows he’d fill you up so good, you’d fit so right around his cock. But there will be enough time for that later.

“Jae, honey, please,” you turn to begging again and your wet eyes are almost enough to make him give you what you both want. Juho and his challenging smirk ruins it all for you, however.

“Just one more, baby,” Jaeyoon promises, stroking up and down your thighs, “Just one more and we’ll give you what you want.”

“Yeah?” you have to cling to the hope he’s not lying or you’ll really lose it. Jaeyoon smiles, his eyes briefly meeting Juho’s, before he looks at you and nods.

“Promised we’d spoil you,” Juho reassures, his fingers stroking along your jaw and neck, “You just have to wait for it.”

Waiting is the last thing you want to do. Your patience is thinning fast and they’re not helping.

First there’s Juho and his fingers that caress all over your sensitive throat and sometimes accidentally brush against your lips and pull away before you can do anything. And then, of course, there’s Jaeyoon. Jaeyoon and his stupid heavy, hot, leaking cock dripping all over your folds and into your already soaked underwear.

You feel his every pulsing vein, each of the ridges an explosion of pleasure. He ruts his hips into yours and he’s barely keeping his grunts at bay. His hands are all over you, squeezing, grabbing. How come you still don’t have enough? If you were left to your own devices, you’d have long since finished the, let’s say, session. But trapped between these two, you want more. Always more. Maybe you really are greedy.

“Jae, fuck,” you cry out as he purposely teases your entrance with his cock, “Please, need it bad.”

“Begging won’t help, baby,” he chuckles, “Cum for me and I’ll consider it.”

“Ju…” you change your tactic immediately. That earns you a switch from teasing your gushing hole back to your clit. He sets his jaw, the only sign he’s affected as much as you are, even if you’re more vocal about it. 

“What is it, love?” the man next to you asks, purring right into your ear. The nickname makes you whimper and clench around nothing.

You reach for him, for the hem of his shirt before sliding your hand lower. You palm him through his pants, bucking your hips into Jaeyoon’s when he curses. He’s as hot and heavy in your hand as Jaeyoon is between your legs. Your mouth waters and you muster enough strength to turn your head and look him in the eyes. In the next second, his lips are on yours and you moan into the kiss.

“Calm down, shit,” Jaeyoon pushes your hips back down where you’ve arched from the bed. He holds you steady and keeps grinding against you. The friction is perfect and everything you could ask for - but you want more. You don’t care about your climax, you just want something - someone - inside of you. And since Jaeyoon’s made it clear he won’t give you what you want…

“Ju… I need you,” you bat your lashes at him, leaning closer to kiss the man slowly, deeply.

“Give out pretty baby what she wants,” the man teasing you acknowledges with a scoff.

“But can she handle it?” Juho wonders aloud against your lips.

“Yeah, please, I can, please,” you’re nearly whimpering, because with every little sound your dearest friend jerks his hips up and makes sparks of pleasure dance all over your skin. It’s so cruel of him; the way he lets his cock slip down to your entrance, to gather your wetness on the head of his dick without putting it in like you fucking asked, before he returns to humping your drenched cunt and panties.

“Give it to her,” Jaeyoon coos, but there’s a strain in his voice, “She asked so nicely.”

“That she did,” Juho purrs, kissing you one last time. You chase after his lips once he pulls away. He’s not going far though, merely getting up to quickly pull off his clothes. You lick your lips, eyes glued to the glistening tip of his cock. 

It’s not long before you’re trying to squirm out of Jaeyoon’s hold and crawl over to Juho’s lap. But the former holds you steady and close and doesn’t stop his abuse on your cunt - much to your pleasure because you don’t want to get away from the stimulation. Juho doesn’t have to say a word for you to part your lips and suck his length into his mouth once he gets within your reach.

“Impatient,” he hisses, his hand fisting in your hair and holding you still.

“Can you blame her? Don’t you hear how wet she is?” as if to prove his point, Jaeyoon presses his hand atop your wet panties and a loud squelching sound can be heard through the room. You feel your face turn red with shame, but the only place you can hide is Juho’s body. So you impale yourself deeper even if he’s about to pull your hair out. 

“Yeah, fuck, her mouth ’s good,” he slurs and if you looked up, you could appreciate the pretty way his eyelashes flutter and his jaw hangs open. If only Jaeyoon would stop blinding you with mind-numbing pleasure. 

He doesn’t. And you suck on Juho’s dick with each sharp thrust of his friend’s hips. You feel the thighs of the man in front of you tremble under your hands and you plead with him, forcing yourself to open your eyes despite the few tears slipping out, to let go. He curses when it registers what you’re asking for. The vibrations of your desperate whines go straight into his dick. He’s more than ready, excited, to oblige. 

With one of your friends fucking your mouth and the other rutting between your folds and teasing your clit, you’re on cloud nine. Your brain is turning into mush. Jaeyoon makes you feel so good and in turn you’re happy to spread the pleasure. Although with the way Jaeyoon’s dick is twitching between your panties and your wetness, he’s far from unaffected. And Juho’s so heavy and fits so perfectly into your mouth that you wanna cry. Maybe you do, all you know is you’re suckling on him and that he’s pushing himself into your throat with deep grunts. 

Yet your body keeps trying to escape the pleasure. It’s too much and you want more but you’re also too stimulated, it’s too much too fast. And still not enough. You feel the muscles of your abdomen tightening, the tension rising until it snaps. 

You don’t hear Juho’s rushed swearing and growls as you swallow and choke around him, nor do you notice how fast Jaeyoon pulls away while he’s still able to stop. For a while, you feel nothing at all except the waves of your high washing over you, leaving you spent. There’s your own deafening heartbeat in your ears, white spots dancing across your vision, your skin feels on fire. The only relief is something cold passing over your stomach and chest that carefully avoids your sensitive breasts.

It’s Jaeyoon’s hand, you find once you come to. 

“Hey, lovely,” he smiles at you. He’s lying by your side again, Juho mirroring his position on your other side. It’s honestly the best place you’ve ever found yourself in, between your two pretty best friends. You feel Juho’s fingers in your hair and you lean into his touch gratefully.

“Hey,” you hum, turning your head back to Jaeyoon to give him a long kiss. Then you turn to the other side and repeat the process with Juho.

Their hands caress, their movements slow and comforting. Both of them carefully avoid any sensitive areas so as not to overstimulate you. The kisses they give are soft and gentle too, their tongues soothing over your tender lips. It makes you feel safe, cared for, which you suppose is their goal after all.

“Had fun?” Juho asks, pecking your lips once more. You nod with another happy sound and sigh. “Who made you cum better?” 

You roll your eyes, heaving a long, exasperated sound. “No comment.”

They laugh, reassuring you that they can wait for you to consider it, let it all settle in your mind. But as they talk, something else bubbles up in your brain.

“But you didn’t…” you frown, looking between the two of them. They share a look and smirk. You’re not sure if the goosebumps on your arms are because of excitement or worry.

“Oh, baby,” Jaeyoon coos, and Juho finishes the sentence: “Did you think we’re finished? We’re just giving you a little timeout so you don’t break.”

[faes-land]

Sitting At Home - Zuho

Look at me, I’m on a posting roll! I have some other fics that I’m going to post soon! Anyway, Zuho is the love of my life and I had fun writing this! 

Pairings: Zuho X Female reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1,066

Warnings: None!

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You and Juho sat in the one-bedroom apartment you shared together. You recently moved in with each other, and you were still trying to figure out what to do with the new place and the new neighborhood.

You had decided that you weren't going to go out tonight since you’ve been going out almost every night, and it was raining. When you moved, you wanted to explore the town as best you could without getting lost. Even when you two did get lost, you still had fun with each other.

Juho was looking into your eyes that he always got lost in with a smile on his face. He loved you, and every time he was with you, it felt like you two were somewhere else entirely. To him, it was like you were in Paris, Rome, or somewhere extravagant like that. Even when you were just sitting at home. He could never imagine his life without you. You made him feel like he could be anywhere at any moment; the love he had for you was euphoric. 

Your hands were on his chest as you laughed and kissed each other. You looked at him with adoring eyes as he kissed your hand softly. You loved the feeling of his lips on your skin, and all you wanted was him.

You looked at your surroundings, which was nothing very extreme, but it was nice and cozy. Just the couch you were sitting on, a coffee table in front of you, a window next to the couch, dark hardwood floors, and the apartment was dimly lit since you had yet to go shopping for more lamps. The place wasn't perfect, but it was homey and just what the two of you needed.

To you, it felt like you weren't in your apartment. No, it was as if you were in another place or country. The world was all around you, and you enjoyed every second of it. Sure, you would travel to different places with him, but there was something about just sitting at home with him.

You soon heard a loud noise in the middle of the night, and you jumped into Juho’s arms. You began to laugh when you realized it was only thunder outside. Who knew the thunder would start so soon? He laughed along with you and kissed the top of your head. “I always forget that you’re afraid of thunder,” he chuckled. 

You sat snuggled up next to each other, and as you looked up into his brown eyes that were like windows into his soul, you saw the man that you were madly in love with. You knew you loved him, but when you looked at him this time, something felt different. You weren’t sure what, but you liked it.

He met your gaze and he also felt something different this time. You meant the absolute world to him, and without you, he wouldn't know what to do. He'd never fallen for anyone like you before, and he loved every little detail about you. Henadw sure to let you know it every day too.

You and Juho had been together for almost a year, and every kiss and every touch felt like the first time. When you first met, it was as if no one and nothing else mattered. Juho never thought he would ever meet someone like you, but meeting you changed his life for the better. You take his breath away every time he sees you. He asked himself how he got so lucky to be with someone as beautiful as you. 

When Juho falls for someone, he falls hard. He was never ashamed to tell you how he felt, but he was quite shy in asking you out. He thought you were the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen; he couldn't take his eyes off you. He was so nervous that he had to ask his friend Taeyang to introduce you two. 

Ever since he first saw you, he knew he wanted you to be his. After a while, he finally got you, and he never wants to let you go.

You had always liked Juho and wanted to be with him, but he never said anything at first. It confused you since he was always so straightforward about everything else with you when you were friends.

The two of you stayed silent, but it didn't last very long. Juho decided he would break the ice and say, "Love?" You always melted when he called you that. Whenever he said it, you would get butterflies in your stomach and your cheeks would start to burn up.

"Yes, Juho?" You blinked a few times as his eyes bore into your own.

His arms were still tightly around you as he said, "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. You have no idea how much I love and adore you, Y/N. I can't believe I can actually be with you, and say that you're mine. Whenever I see you smile, my heart swells up and I fall in love with you even more. Honestly, I don't know what I would do without you; I love you. More than you’ll ever know." Every single word that came out of his mouth was true, and he needed you to know that.

You couldn't hold back a tear after he finished saying that to you. Each word that he said to you made you once again realize why you loved him so deeply. He wiped away a tear from your cheek before you said, "I don't know what to say to you. I just know that I feel the same way and that I never want to be with anyone else but you. I love you so much, Ju.” 

He didn't even think, he just pressed his lips against yours and you shared the most loving and passionate kiss between you. He loved how your lips fit so perfectly with his own, and he wants to be attached to you like this forever. He's happy he said all of that to you, and so are you. This night couldn’t have been any better.

As the night went on, you and Juho had moved to your bedroom. That’s where you and him shared one of the most magical nights you’d ever had together. There’s nothing like sitting at home with Juho.

[sanghyukstattoos]

SF9's reaction: blowjobs?

Genre: fluff-fluff-fluff; smut (contains oral, praise kink, dom/sub themes, mutual masturbation, semi-public sex) / [Warnings: dumbification, mentions of crying, degrading names (slut), some unprotected sex]

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

Youngbin:

Since you asked anon, ahaha

You sigh, shifting in your seat, partly to relieve yourself of the ache in your glutes; party in frustration from Youngbin who is seated next to you, dozing off. Truthfully, you find it funny and what's not to about it? He looks cute from the angle you are sitting at, holding himself by the palm of his hand that leans on the other arm-rest of the cinema chair. You don't want to wake him up, empathetic for all those schedules he had, yet he asked you- insisted really, to meet him up here. Well, you did predict with a 100% accuracy that he would fall asleep. You are all the way at the back, it's been long since you've seen him, you want him and you can have him, right now (?). It's not risky, more enticing as you shiver from excitement. You do not know what compels you to do this, perhaps a daring combination of lust and longing. You giggle, eyes drawing to the screen and the people. Oh you are loving this movie but what can you do about it? You carefully get onto your knees, rather quickly, ignoring the ache in between your inner thighs. It's all nimble because of the nervousness, you shakily unbutton his trousers, tug them down and then his boxers. You look up, is he really asleep? Deeper sleep than you thought? You wouldn't be surprised. Make the best out of every situation. You spit on your hands and pump him a few times and there's the bulge that you would have seen as an outline if you were at home. You take him in your mouth, wet and warm and that's when he jerks awake, like a small one, 'I've woken up' is the appropriate saying. You bob your head, increasing your grip on his thigh, holding yourself back from touching yourself, it'd be more pleasurable that way. He takes a couple of seconds but his hands automatically fly to the back of your head, caressing your hand and he wants to tell you, ''Good girl, you take me so well.'' which he does, in a whisper and it does absolutely nothing to quell the ache in your wet core, you clench your thighs together even harder at his words. Your smile grows, maybe in shyness or in a state of bliss, albeit not as much if it was his cock stuffed inside your pussy, you fondle his balls, flattening your tongue to the underside where a vein lies. He's nervous now, undoubtedly as he looks around but he doesn't want to stop you and he does not till you've milked him dry with your mouth.

Inseong:

He's reading something, or rather, he's studying, maybe English, you've forgotten what it was, an hour and then another passing since he's started. He got a little bit distracted at first, quickly getting up from his seat and walking to where you where, entering the room, hovering over you, pressing kisses to your neck and chest, so close to grinding his hips over yours when you pushed him away, hand on his chest, ''Don't you have to study?'' to which he moaned about something- nonsense mumbles and buried his head in your chest (he was in a whining mood). It made you laugh, honestly. ''You're so sweet you know?'' you said, clutching his cheeks and directing his gaze at you and he chuckled, shy, reminding himself and you, that he had to study (unfortunately). You smiled as he left not expecting him for another hour or so, bringing your laptop back to your lap. The comforters smell like him and his rather luxurious body lotion he uses + that, plus you can't stop thinking of his silk pyjamas, should you tease him about it or not? You contemplate that, at approximately thirty minutes past, around the same time he stalks into the room with extra light footsteps. All the while he was studying, he thought of all the encouraging words your gave him when he first told you that he was taking this test and suddenly, one of the memories was of you saying, ''You've done so well you know''- a non-sexual situation with that smile of yours, beaming for him, that made his heart curl up into a ball and continue to do his best for you. He was in that mood, he felt relief when he got up from his seat and made his way to you. You welcomed him with open arms, ''Hey baby'', nuzzling his hair, hovering over him. You needed him too but you were up for something else today. Something a little more dominating, you needed to know if he was okay with it today, feeling like it. There's a lot going on his eyes, he's silent but looking, growing more happy the further your fingers go, trailing downwards to his hips and hooking in the band of his joggers, the loose material- ''Did you finish studying?'' you ask. The words come too suddenly for him, the moment of truth that decides what your actions will be and he gulps, growing nervous. His groin stirs at what you could do but he replies, ''A-almost, almost done you know''. You smile, he's nervous so he hasn't done what he was supposed to; you also think that it is perfect. You bite your lip and pulls his joggers to his ankle revealing his semi-hard cock, ''You sound nervous baby'', you lean down and place a kiss on his lower tummy, not bothering to see the expression on his face. He doesn't want to lie to you and he hasn't- he could wing that test any day. He lies in anticipation, not saying anything like you, you simply smile and pump him, resulting in a slight thrust of his hips into your hand and when he's hard, you spit on his tip and stroke him, hearing heavy breaths and moans, he absolutely loves your mouth on him but he knows that this night won't end as he wants it too- you've got something up your sleeve and he can feel it. You chuckle at the way he has lifted his head to peer at you, the way you swallow his cock but most of all, how your warm mouth feels around him. You bob your head, giving him encouraging squeezes on his inner thighs so he knows that he's doing well till the time he's about to release. You love this part, just to tease him. Tears prick at his eyes when you stop before he is about to release. You come up and take him into your arms at the sight. When you hold him, that's when the waterfall begins and you hold him till you hear sniffles. You wipe his tears and kiss him softly, with reassurance, ''How about this: you go study, do your best while you are at it and then we'll think about we can solve your problem later huh?''. He nods and stays in your arms for sometime, snuggling into you before he leaves for the study room.

Jaeyoon:

You steadily walk through the thick, velvet blue curtains, calming your haste by the soothing clicking of your shoes. Upon entering the wide hall, you pause and marvel at the sight. It's so beautifully decorated, you think, complimenting the production designers and workers on their work and effort. Past the rows and rows of empty seats that, fingers crossed, will be completely filled for the show, you spot Jaeyoon, the main lead and his female lead hunched together, viewing something on a camera. It was rumoured that Jaeyoon was difficult to work with. At first you presumed that it was because of his personal life, uncontrollable perhaps? Or because of his attitude, he could find it hard to cope with the reality of his fame or maybe he had anger issues, because of it or independently, you didn't know for sure. Or it could be false so you kept your prejudices to yourself. No point in being presumptuous you thought, you didn't even know the guy. Then. You watched him perform, eyes gleaming at the whole thing itself. Credit where credit was due, they were amazing and after weeks of preparation, a standing ovation was what they deserved. Backstage, you asked him if he wanted to go for a show, a neighbouring one? ''To see the competition?'' his tone was playful and he was smiling, ''I don't mind''. Palpable, he found his core tightening, ever since last week. How close were the two of you? Well, he had you almost naked under him until you were interrupted by the bell and he had to leave. It had been a week. He had pushed you on the bed, hastily kissing you, hovering over with a buzz in his head- the wine from dinner. Then. Their stage was equally impressive, given your live commentary throughout where the two of you had your mouth continuously open, whether you were gasping or just talking, obviously annoying the people left, right, front and back. They could see two heads touching, whispering something. His cologne invaded your nose, warm breath fanning the shell of your ear, saying something to you. You couldn't respond, sexual tension present, until he shook you, urging himself away from kissing you. A light one, like a peck on the cheek. You were so close and he felt like taking you home, telling you how he felt and undressing you, so many things to unwrap. The former was obvious. In an empty space in the hall, long after everyone was gone, you resumed what you couldn't after being busy all week long. You urgently kiss him, feeling his taste on your tongue, like last week. You only look up to see if there's anyone in there but you brain is running a hundred simulations at once and nothing seems dangerous enough so you continue, breaths and hands, hot and heavy on one another. You gasp, he's pulling the material of your dress up and feeling your backside, pressing you against his bulge. You tug open his belt and slide down on your knees and you are sure, absolutely, that someone has walked through the door just now. It's not the door to the space that you are in but beyond that, somewhere else, you aren't concerned. You leave a trail of saliva on his cock and pump him a few times, looking at him, peering up, knowing the effect you have on him. He's not keen on your teasing, prolonging, he fists your hair and guides his cock into your mouth. All the way to the back, your hands grip his thighs and squeeze, gagging at the intrusion in between your lips but you like it, reaching for your clit and rubbing, sighing in relief at the ache. He pulls out and fills your mouth again and he's thinking of the warmth, how good you feel there but there's impatience in his nature. He can't help it, he pulls you up and wipes the tears from your eyes, bending you over a bare table. It's a rush to take off your underwear and stuff it in his pockets, entering you without warning till he's sheathed to the hilt, having you gasp and cry out at the stretch. He kisses you hard on the mouth and then covers the noises you make, bringing your chest up, back to his chest, thrusting into your heat, saying, ''Be good for me, okay? Keep quiet.'',

trailing off to moan into your ear. You nod, crying in his hand, trying to keep the noises at bay, easy compliance which he finds hot, he didn't know you had this in you. You release your juices around his cock, slumping on the table whose corners you've gripped really hard, loosening it, whimpering, fumbling for his wrists, you feel overstimulated. ''Hold on, I'm there, alright dove?'' he coos, fucking you once, twice and then through his release, milking your insides. He tugs your dress down and his trousers up and you turn over and slip into his arms, kissing him, love over lust, giggling together and going home together.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

Simple, he's come home from work, exhausted but not too much to drop and you are preoccupied by your thoughts, about him. He takes you into his arms, sitting by the edge of the bed, upright, you grow needier as you straddle him. But you could wait. The kisses grow needier, passionate, like melting your bodies against one another, that feeling is present, every time. He pulls back for a breather and touches your foreheads, it's cute and makes you smile, tugging on his suit jacket which he takes as a sign to remove. ''What'd you want to do?'' he asks. His voice is soft and envelopes only the space between the two of you despite this being your house with no one else in it. ''Sit here'' and his lower belly stirs in arousing mystery, he knows what you have in mind, much more significance present whether or not you put it into words. You get off him and stand less than arm length away, taking off your clothes. He watches hungrily, taking in every detail connected with your body for example the way the fabric moves when you slip it off. You are graceful with it. You could be hasty and he would still find it sensual, he loves you naked. There isn't much to remove, just a shirt, no bra and panties. His mouth goes dry when you are only in your panties. He loves when you sleep like that. You gasp, biting down on your bottom lip, he tugs you closer to him and reaches out for the space between your legs, rubbing your clit over the material, evoking such beautiful sensations that have you curling at the knees. But first, as much as you want to go on, you nod and he takes his hand away, giving you a small smile as you get on your knees, never leaving his eyes, his intense gaze. When you are on your knees, in between his legs, he takes the liberty of grasping the back of your head and kissing you, leaning down to kiss you, he loves doing this every time and explains it as power play. Fuck, you think about how hot it is, his dominance over you. You sit on your heels, hands obediently on your knees, staring at his fingers working on taking his cock out. All the while, he thinks of your behaviour, observing your patience, your submission, heavy turn-ons for him. Your core is aching, in waiting, you had grown more aroused. Has it been the waiting or the change in atmosphere? He spits on his hand and pumps himself a few times and then slowly guides your mouth onto it, not giving you a chance to adjust to the intrusion in your mouth before pulling back and filling your mouth up again. Tears spill from your eyes, you gag on his cock as it hits the back of your throat but you don't object or touch him, instead fisting your hands on your knees and allow him to use your mouth. Next, he will use your core. So many thoughts, you are leaking in your panties when he moans out, ''You're doing so well.'', turning your cheeks pink and urging yourself to do even more better. You look up at his expression, nearly crying from the pleasure you are able to give him. ''Look at yourself baby, fuck, I'm fucking you dumb aren't I? Just a little slut to be used, on my cock.'' he turns you towards the small mirror on the floor, not far from the bed, leaning against the wall and big enough for you to see yourself in it. His words make you nod, he is pleased at the agreement in your eyes. He pulls you off his cock, watching a trail of saliva connect the tip of his cock and your open mouth, greedily sucking in air as if you had not been breathing moments before. He makes you keep silent by having you moan and cry out into his hand that covers your mouth, controlling the volume of your sounds as he pounds into you from behind, fully filling you to the brim, ''I know baby, I like using you.''. When he cleans the two of you up, he joins you in bed where hours later, you cock warms him, giggling and laughing about your day when he tells jokes and pinches your nipples, giving you precious love bites.

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Seokwoo is hovering above you, smiling like crazy. This is the first time you entrust yourselves to each other, sexually. From stripping each other of one's clothes and feverishly pressing kisses in all the right places, you've held back- in the back of his car while watching the fireworks, on the sofa strapped to the back of his truck when you helped him change house and last week, when he appeared all sheepish, ringing the bell and pressing you against the door with loving, I-want-to-make-love-to-you kisses after you told him that your parents were out. You stare at him, soaking in his expressions. Your clothes are on and as much as the two of you have eagerly waited for this moment, you start to relish it in. To take in all the details of your first night together. How did you end up here? That was a good question now for the night appeared faster than the day. The memories of the morning enlighten but here, here there is a different glow. Particularly the light from outside, bathing it's yellow's and orange's on your precious bodies, day illuminating your sight of one another. He sees a flash of nervousness in your eyes or ''This...'', not sure how you want to put it into words to which he instantly caresses your arms, gently, every so slowly, locking your lips in a soft, passionate embrace like he wants to tell you a million words made of the bright morning star and dark evening silvers combined. It sparks a need within you, in between primal and not, fucking loving. Heat slowly growing in you, you pull him back to your lips, touching your body, lips, legs to his, entangling. There the fire grows or perhaps, the heat. Heart of heart, hand in hand, you straighten up, sitting on your backside instead of laying and conscious of each other's movements, he moves back till he is on his back, head having not met the bed sheets purely in favour of seeing what you are about to do. One could say that he is curious, like a cat with it's ears poking up to the sound of a doorbell or wrapper crinkling. The latter for later, you think, grinning. He bites his lip, mouth almost asking, ''What are you doing baby?'' to which you say, ''Just you wait'', reading the words from lips. ''I can wait'' he says, almost saying, I've waited for so long, I can wait!. You think that he's cute, never more before than at this moment. The last time you were here, he was the one in this position. You move to in between his legs, trailing your fingers over his legs, toppling his nerves over the edge. Before he can move, which the movement resembles a jerk upwards, you push him back down, reassuring him. First with a kiss to his collarbone, travelling to deliver another kiss to his lips, cutting to the chase, ''Relax'', soothingly, ''I've got you.'', relaxing him till you see his expression soften and him nod, holding your arms. Then you go down, never letting go off the link between your eyes, core tingling with the buzzing of arousal as you pull his boxers off his legs, allowing his fully hard cock to spring from the previous confines. It's a sight to behold, right in front of you, mouth parting in awe at his cock. He looks at you nervously for a second and then thinks that he shouldn't have to be, he's safe with you, more than comfortable and he could sink into it; that's how you make him feel. He smiles when you reach for his hand, entwining your fingers, giving a little squeeze before you release, coating spit with your fingers and palm and spreading it across his cock, including his precum with a swipe. When you first touch him, he flinches but not in a bad way, it's a little unexpected but nothing to be worried about. He instantly calms, his heart racing all the same, throwing his head back and letting a groan escape him when he feels the warmth of your mouth envelope him. It's enough to throw him a blissful state, to think that the whole situation makes him giddy. He wants you, loves you and he has to tell you that (again). You suck him off with the bobs of your head, hair swishing with very fill of his cock in between your lip, you

take a look more than every once in a while, twice to know his reactions. To see him pleased makes you chuckle, the vibrations tickling his spine, slightly lifting his lower back off the bed, that type of sensation. It sends waves of the sea to his mind, he's lost in the pleasure you give to him. His eyes snap open when he feels it coming, he hurries to tell you before you let him tumble over the edge, bordering past the realm of intense sensuality, ''Wait-'', ''What is it?'' you ask, already thinking, knowing. ''I want to'', pause, ''be in you before I come'' said with determination which makes you nod furiously, smiling at him with giddiness. ''Huh?'', leaves your lips in confusion but you shouldn't. High standards, you think because you know that he will give it to you. Silver clouds, silver clouds. He nods, forgetting to tell you that he wants to have you on your back and eat you out. ''You know that time, when we were almost about to?'' you nod at his questions, fully aware at the memories that spring, fresh to the mind. They make you even more excited. ''This, I've wanted to do this for a long time.'' he says, eyes losing their innocence that you are so used to, taking on a darker form, not literally but the expression behind them. He wants to devour you and as much as you find that phrase funny, it's true. He's already in between your legs, licking a stripe, much to your back that lifts off the bed in a bed of arousal and that luscious moan that you let out, it fills his ears like music and urges him to continue on, till you've spilled on his tongue, crying out his name.

Zuho I Baek Juho:

He was irked by you, especially at first. ''Be cordial'' he said, the words that his mother always repeated to him when he couldn't instantly connect or figure out someone's personality. He didn't have to understand the world, yet he set out too. And you knew it, his curiosity and you thought that someday, it would land him in trouble. Wrong people, the police would say, sighing at the unfortunate instance of a man that landed in hot waters with the arduous gang in the area. ''Ran his mouth and look what happened'', the other police officer would say, letting out another sigh. But over time, you let this prejudice you had of him, dwindle. Now, you want to protect this person, at least to the best of your ability. His breath was taken away when he first saw you. He was also a fumbling person with a clumsy nature which he couldn't help but he could play his cards right, yes? Around you, he wasn't so sure. He was enticed by you, purely by his perception of beauty. But, not only because you are beautiful, you connect to people like that. Only this time, he felt as if children were deciding your fate, playing and dabbling your meetings in juvenility. You had seen him fall on his backside, getting up in an admirable manner; spill food on himself, did he need a bib? It was minor, cute occurrences to you which he thought of in distaste. He was a sweet guy, considerate because he would always think of other people, like telling you that he found a melody he composed which reminded him of you or bringing food for a heart-broken-by-their-ex-and-crying-terribly friend. You knew each other plenty. Your friends felt as if you needed a push and there came one, in a way that neither of you expected. No one knew about it after the event. Now that you are in bed on your day off, cuddling with Ju while watching a show together, giving live commentary in each other's ears while the mood calls for other things which forget the tv, you chuckle. But to recall, it's from a couple of years ago: at a party, you secure a room, purely by surprise do you stumble in there. You are buzzed, Ju walks out from the bathroom adjoining the room, looking at you with wide eyes, pausing in his step. ''What are you doing in here?'', ''What-?'' collide from your mouths in a frenzy. The room grows hot, maybe it's just your embarrassment that you can't stand straight. But he manages to catch you, taking huge steps with his arms extended just so your bottom does not hit the ground. You thank him and ask him to give you some space which you find comical. He's looking at you with worry plus, you are leaning against the door which he wants to walk past but is he going to say something? probably not. ''I'm good'', ''You sure?'', ''Yea why?'' and then something and then he drops you home. He chuckles to your fast-asleep, softly-snoring self, finding you just a tinsy bit adorable then. ''Thank you Ju'', ''It's okay'' he says, nonchalantly, ''Hey'', ''Yea?'', ''I want to try something'' you are smiling now, he's genuinely curious. You kiss him on the cheek and make your way out, not sure what to say, not sure whether to turn back. The next time he sees you, he kisses you.

Library sex? The most unrealistic because Ju can't keep his breathy moans to himself and the shelf, I don't think they can handle such forces ad the people? 911. But I didn't end up writing a blowjob into that story like I had planned, instead I have something to share: sucking Ju off in a library when's he trying to find a book/reading? It's hot, very, maybe it stems from yours and Ju's excitement, extra energy meshing in such a way that after an intense make-out session by the end of a bookshelf, you get on your knees and suck him off, arousal surging in your body and watching his expressions of pleasure. I guess the equally hotter thing would be if he pulled you up and made you sit on a table, bunching your bottoms wherever and getting on his knees, ''I'll make you feel happy'' which makes you think, is he drunk off excitement?. Surely yes, he chuckles when he hears your whimpers, entwining one hand that you squeeze every time his fingers touch your sweet spots.

Yoo Taeyang:

Because I'm a sap, every story here is more or less a love story anon!

Here's my train of thought: You drop off your keys on the table, stretching your neck from a short journey of driving but a long day of work, hoisting your arms up into the air, discarding your clothes in the hamper or wherever, calling out, ''Taeyang?''. ''I'm in here!'', he responds, namely the bedroom. You can already imagine him on his side of the bed, laptop on lap, maybe picking out a pub to go to and a movie for movie night, in his joggers and lose t-shirt. You are right, after all, it has been three and a half million years since you married this man. You walk right into your shared bedroom with only your underwear on. Taeyang distracts himself by occupying you on his mind, seeing your backside when you bend to pick something up from your closet. ''This isn't a porno Taeyang, I can feel your eyes on my butt.'' you murmur disapprovingly. ''I'm sorry'' he says, ignoring the way his groin stirs. You climb on the bed, moving towards him. Bigger the bed, bigger the journey to your favourite person's arms. A smaller bed would do, smaller distance then. ''How was your day?'', ''So we are doing this huh? It was good, thank you for asking.'', ''Tell me about it.'' he says, laughing, pulling you into his arms. You recount your memories, picking the funny ones. You sink into his arms, almost falling asleep. ''What did you do today?'' you ask, wanting to hear a funny story. ''I went to shop groceries, I met the housewives from two blocks over, I wanted to dash but I couldn't'', ''Why?'' you chuckle, continuing, ''Why did you want to dash?''. Taeyang has no interest in people except the you and neighbours and for a while, you've been encouraging him to make friends outside the radius of your area, if he's comfortable with it. ''They seem to judge very quickly, I can't stand stuff like that. Anyways, we got to know one another and now we have a reservation to eat at their pub next Thursday. If you are not okay, we can cancel it.'', he slows down at the last part ''Really?!'', you exclaim, you are extra-extra-extra happy for him. He's making friends! ''Is it that one we wanted to go to but couldn't?'' you ask, and he marvels at your excitement with a smile and gleaming eyes, thinking suspiciously that he does want to go there but, at what cost? He wants to go with you, not them. It's a beautiful train of thought. After the conversation, you lie in silence, peaceful as he shuts off his laptop and turns his attention to you. It starts with the hands on your waist, ''Pretty'', they move to your back, entering your shirt and snapping open your bra which by then, he's already kissing you, telling you that he wants you, intimately, especially with the way he's moulding his lips against yours, groaning into your mouth. ''Let me have you?'' is his question, you nod. he caresses your backside and then your cheek, legs on either side of your head, filling your mouth with his cock. It's a careful situation, he goes slow and with caution so as to not hurt you, it takes a while to set the rhythm which is fine by both, you want this but not by hurting yourselves. You've got a wide view of him and even a little eye contact sets him off, with a steady rhythm, he is throbbing with arousal, moaning at the way your mouth takes him. When it's the opposite, he prefers you stand or lean against a wall and that he is on his knees with his fingers deep inside of you, plunging in to meet your sweet spots while he sucks and licks your clit. Your view is so pretty, he always starts with little kitten licks, like it's his first time and then he buries his tongue in between your folds, lapping up every little juice he can find. It ends with you either riding him or on your hands and knees as he takes you from behind.

The true ending is when you cuddle after a second round and he refuses to get up because he wants to stay with you but eventually the knowing-better side of him wins and you take a shower together, the equally intimate situation out of everything. He rubs the knots on your shoulders away and gives you the best message to your scalp ever, it's soothing and this time you almost fall asleep (hehe). He also loves it when you do it for him: lather his body in soap and run your hands along it; knead the knots of tension in certain parts of his body, maybe his lower back or calves due to dancing all day and shampooing his hair while he rests on his chest (with his back to your chest or even curled up in between your legs, with his head on your tummy). If the two of you are up for it, he'll pour some wine or champagne or whatever it is that you both prefer and sit on the opposite side of the tub with your legs on his, probably massaging your sore legs after a long day of work and have the best conversations with you.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Gentle baby

Let me elaborate: It goes without saying that you are his favourite person. Without hesitation (he can't help it), he'll smile when he sees you, even if you are just passing by, perhaps in a hurry or not, he has to smile at you and have a little conversation, ''Hey, what are you up to?'', ''Really?'' when you tell him and just like that, he has every reason to smile, to get that little boost you give him. Every conversation you have with him is fruitful for example, he loves inviting you to drink beer with him and if you don't like it but can tolerate it like me, he's absolutely open to trying new things like a wine tasting session and some people are drunk by the end but he's doing that thing, whereby his hand is hovering behind your back and he's cautious to pull you out of being dashed if a drunk person stumbles in your way. His eyes twinkle when he speaks to you, a gleam not malicious but out of curiosity to know you even more, he likes you, now what? When you weren't officially together, he felt as if he couldn't give you hugs as openly as he wanted to, maybe out of shyness, maybe out of hesitancy especially if you didn't like it. But he got to that point where he was comfortable around you, enough to side hug you when he met you, front hug when he met you but wanted to cuddle and back hugs for surprise. Take those three and apply them to the now, those are his ways of showing you affection. He loves to have you in his arms, close to you, no matter what mood he is in, if he's feeling gloomy, he'll fall into your arms when you pull him in for a hug and lean on your shoulder, nestling his head in between your neck particularly if he's not feeling okay. He loves you with all his heart! When you first have sex and all the times after that, you figure out that he's not rough neither does he have that capability to do that to you. If you want to, he'll try it out but sometimes, he'll slip back into loving you, holding your hands above your head when you release, gently coaxing an extra release one from you when he's eating you out on a day when you came back home tired. There's a lot to unpack here but don't worry, I got it~ On a day when you are tired, he'll love to eat you out, when you are on the sofa and you legs dangle of the edge, he'll sit there and dive his head in between your legs. He'll want to hold your hands when he hears you whimper or cry out his name, squeezing them in comfort as if to say, ''You are so great baby, you're doing so well, release when you want to.'' but don't forget, he going to absolutely tease you! Like, ''baby, there's something on your cheek'', ''huh?-oh'' and playfully push him as he takes you into his arms. It's your tears when he was pleasuring you. He not averted to the idea of you sucking him off when he's tired because he wants to cuddle you but in the morning! oh, if you suck him when you wake up, oh god. How does he handle it? He's moaning in no time, in your eyes it is quite exquisite to see, his expression in a haze, fluttering to the pleasure he's receiving, on some mornings, he comes faster than you've anticipated. To see you with a lack of clothes, he's turning you under him and placing kisses all over your body, slowly removing his jumper on yours to reveal your body. Trust me, he loves your body and if you aren't, he'll try to bring you into your element, it's okay if you aren't comfortable with your body but when you are, he'll move to your beat such as letting you ride his face after you sucked him that very morning. Or if you have a different dynamic, he would also love if you punished him (your dom side makes him nod like a compliant pretty boy, mewling to your orders) by not letting him touch you, he's going to be sulky then, ''I can't touch you?'', ''uh-huh'', ''why?'', ''It's your little punishment'', he proceeds to put his hands all over you, including slipping in between your folds just to prove his point that he doesn't like your punishment. He can be compliant but also act out, he thinks he's a bad boy~~ His favourite is to take you over the counter

but let's not lie here, he's perfectly happy with you sucking him off by the counter too, it's one of his favourite places in the house to have sex with you and he'll gladly return the favour by placing you it, on your back and coax one or two releases out of you. Then he may take you to the sofa, ''I know that you can do this baby'', ''Kyunnie?'', ''do you want to come back to this later on?'', ''It's okay'', ''you sure?'', was your conversation the first time around he had nearly coxed three to four releases out of you. He is proud of you, especially when he enters your warmth and settles beside you, slowly thrusting his hips against yours, filling you up and releasing into you, making love to you all the while.

Chani:

Expect all the love from him too, anon!

The fan, the acoustic ventilator and the window are all open, letting in fresh air from outside and circulating it in into your room. Not less than a couple of moments ago had Chani woken up and wrinkled his nose, shaking his head in groan that, ''You need to open the window y/n, otherwise the fan is only going to circulate the warm air that is in this room.''. You are fast asleep, feeling extra warm but asleep, regardless. When Chani was content with opening the sources that would cool the room, he sighed in relief and took of his shirt that was stained with sweat, tossing in into the hamper and getting into bed with you. ''It's too hot.'' you mumble, the stickiness of the humidity has perforated any desires of wanting to sleep in his arms. But Chani has other plans, he waits for you to adjust your position to one of laying on your back and then he proceeds to lay on your bare tummy, growing that baby smile of his when you clear the hair from his face and embrace him. ''If we go out, it'll be cooler.'', ''okay'' he mumbles, not liking the idea of moving one bit but he knows that it must be cooler outside, if not staying within these four walls. Neither of you move and moments later, the both of you have fallen asleep, softly snoring. Chani moves up to where your head is, you wake up with his hand splayed all over you. He's awake, only slightly, gazing at you through his fluttering eyelids, cheekily smiling, from one dimple to the other, you decide that you know what's on his mind from the way his hands move all over your body. The heat has simmered down, albeit momentarily before it rises again to make way for the sweltering afternoon heat. He caresses your side, lifting himself to place kisses all over your tummy + if you were doing it for the first time as a couple and if you have stretch marks, he would run his fingers over them and tell you, ''Don't be shy, they are pretty.'', the last words would be said with finality, with determination that you should know about the marks that cover your body make up your beauty as well. You are beautiful, he's trying to say. He would kiss your stretch marks, wherever they are (breasts, hands, legs, hips, back, wherever) even placing a light bite upon the area, proud that he has managed to elicit a chuckle, ''What are you doing?'' is your response and a stress-free posture as you lie in his arms. He wouldn't know how to say it properly but you would understand through his actions that like tattoos, your stretch marks are personal to you, they make up you and that there's nothing wrong with them, that they should be loved instead of following the social taboo against them. He trails kisses to your sex, experimentally lapping at the wetness and warmth you have to offer. He doesn't waste time, simply pulling out lube and warming up your sex with it, adding a finger or two. ''Babe'', ''Hmm?'', ''Stop here'', you say, grasping his hand. With that, he places his hands on the sides of your head, hovering over you, asking, ''How's my favourite girl doing huh?'' while kissing your temple when placing a condom on himself and entering you. He responds to your moans with some of his, revelling in the feeling of his cock within you. It's towards the end when he's got you in his arms, on the bed, facing one another, in an intimate embrace, tuning in to the sounds and immense feelings of one another that he pulls away, chuckling when he hears a whine from you. It's not a little whine either, ''Chani'' you mumble, grumbling yet excited, the latter which he can see all the same, ''Come here baby'' he murmurs in response, with a hint of a command, you know what that it's a give and take. You get on your knees and suck him off, gripping onto to the covers for the position that you are in is not the best because you can't multitask or ask. You go on till he tells you to pull out and you sit opposite each other, ''This isn't our first time trying it'' you laugh out'', you say, laughing which he mirrors, ''I know, I like watching you when we do this.'', ''What the-'', you start, he's laughing again

but

with that crinkly-at-the-eyes and smiling widely, gums-showing, heart-stopping type of laugh that you pause your fingers at your core, not realising that you are smiling as widely as him. It's the effect you have on each other. At the same time, you both call it, automatically. He's sitting opposite you, within an arms lengths, touching himself, stroking himself to the bring of a release and beyond, while you, you that he can see, that he wants to reach out to but is equally content watching you finger yourself and stimulate your clit to a similar, high-energy-taking release. Since the first time you've done this, the both of you have been drawn to watch or not, concentrating with your eyes shut or with encouraging eyes that also stimulate, greatly, ''You can do this babe, you are doing so well'', said by either of you, smiling when you see the other release. Afterwards, he'll just want to collapse into your arms, not letting go, energy spent well in the morning. In the kitchen, he'll brew a coffee or tea for you, cuddling you in his arms, spending this valuable time in silence, occasionally telling you a funny situation that had occurred when he was at work.

[divinefireangel]

Hi! New person here! Your writings are on another level ❣🕺💃 but I was wanting to know if I could request a 🌌Possesive bf 🌌🥴Zuho ver.🥴 Please 🙏 also could it be with a little bit of a size kink? His deep voice got me acting up🤚😩

Thank you for your kind words boo 🥺.

I'm in my Zuho feels cause of the performance, don't touch me.

Baby his deep voice is all I need to go on omg

Warnings: 18+ and female anatomy. Zuho and his deep voice. I've tried to add size kink as much, but I'm not sure if the message got conveyed 💀. Fingering (F), neck kissing & biting. Edging. Riding. Scratching, a lil. Dirty talk. Praising. Lmk if I need to add more.

Ju is a calm dude most of the time

All he needs is your attention and affection

So naturally he'd feel possessive when he wants your loving but you are busy or doing something with someone else

He'd let it go for some time but not too long though

Literally pulls you away from the conversation you were having and takes you to some place private

It doesn't usually lead to sex every time, just reassurances and cuddles

Only when the person you were speaking with seemed too friendly, that's when it's gonna go to sex

He'd stare down at you with angry eyes

Though his anger was toward someone else he'd use it to fuel his desire for you

One look at him and you'd melt, heat rising to your cheeks at his intense look

Rushing home you'd be the first to undress cause you know he likes it

He's gonna try to pretend he doesn't need your attention that much, be it's the opposite

He wants to feel you, feel as close to you as physically possible

He'd take his time to come the the bedroom, but don't worry

Shirt is gone

Caresses your jaw before grabbing your face with both his hands, bending down to kiss you

The kiss is so needy, wet, sloppy yet sexy enough to make your knees weak

Pulling away, he'd push you down on the bed, hovering your frame as you fall

One hand on the back of your neck, making sure you keep looking at him the whole while his other hand cascades it's way down your body

Playing a small kiss on your lips, he'd move his face next to your ear

"Do you not know that you're mine? Or did you forget? "

Gulping you can't help but bite your lip, his words and deep, slow voice making you want him more

Making you so wet you're close enough to pleasure yourself in front of him

His fingers tap your inner thighs, your legs spread open to let him situate himself between them comfortably

Lips find your neck, kissing and nibbling on the soft skin, occasionally sucking it hard, just the way he knows you like

His wandering hand reaches your slit, rubbing your folds open

Sighs into your neck at how you're literally dripping on his fingers

"So wet for me baby. Want me to make you cum? "

Desperately nodding your head, your hands would reach for his face, wanting to feel his lips on your again

As your lips connect together, his fingers enter you at once, going knuckle deep in you,

Curling them, the fingertips graze your sensitive g-spot

Gasping in his mouth, your hands grab his back, pulling him close to you

Breaking the kiss he sucks on your lower lip, hearing your moans that go straight to his cock

He continues to finger you, moving them in and out, the way he'd like his cock to move, curling them whenever he wants

Smirking when you clench your walls around them, he removes his fingers from your pussy

Licks them clean while undoing his pants

Climbs the bed, sitting himself comfortably with his back to the headboard

"Ride me. I want you to fuck yourself on my cock. " he orders as he pumps himself

Hurrying to sit on his lap, your hands find his shoulders

Lips find his neck, kissing him up to his ear

Slowly you sink down on him, moaning his name in his ear

His hands roughly grip your hips, slamming his cock up into you, entering his full length in you at once

Screaming his name mixed with curse words you pull at his hair

When you finally begin to ride him up and down, his hand slips to your clit, stroking it as the same pace as your hips

Suddenly moves his hips up to meet you halfway

Increasing the pace he fucks you by keeping you in place

Grunts and growls feeling how wet you are

At how your arousal is leaking down you thighs and some is going on his as well

Scratching down his chest you scream when he hits the right spot multiple times

"You're gonna cum for me baby? "

Doesn't give you a chance to answer as his fingers start doing fast eights on your clit

His lips find your neck after he finally feels your walls tightening around his dick

Legs trembling as you finally orgasm, letting yourself fall on him

Rubs your back to calm you from the shockwaves

Feels content with you so close to him

Smiles when he feels you pepper little kisses on his neck and collarbone from your place between his neck and shoulder

"My sleepy baby. You did so good. "

[tobesensation-9]

‘Stay Close’ (Any of the 9 x Reader)

Because smut for some reason, helps me get my creative spark back. (Also this is my second time writing this because my laptop hates me for some reason and just deleted the wonderful original masterpiece.) 

Genre: Smut (Cock warming turned into sensual sex.) 

Synopsis: The two of you decide to try cock warming for the first time. 

Oh off days. They were wonderful treasures that many people took for granted, or didn’t, depending on how you viewed it. One either enjoy the precious joy of an off day and spent it doing more work. But there are also those who spent them doing things that ultimately wouldn’t benefit them, like being coach potatoes. 

The perfect off days were the days where you can just be with your partner. It didn’t matter what the two of you did together, whether that be streaming shows, cooking, bike riding, or fixing up your herb garden, it was amazing. 

Pitter-patters fill the room as you walk back to the bed after having showered. You threw on some underwear and on of his t-shirts as you craddled yourself back into the bed, leaning back up against him like how you did last night. 

You thought he was sleep until you feel him snake his arms from behind you and pulls you close to him, craddling his face in your neck. 

He takes a deep breath, taking in the smell of you. He loved the smell of you, the lavender vanilla scent that never seemed to escape you. That could never escape him because it was engrained into his mind. Breathing out he sighs out a grumbled “Jagi,” into your neck. The softness of his lips along with the tingling from his breathing tickles your neck. 

“What,” you giggle. “Let’s try something.” 

Whenever the two of you wanted to try something, and didn’t voluntarily explain further without hearing a response, you had an idea of what it was. 

“Try what?” 

He starts to gently kiss your neck and caress your thighs at your question. “When I put it in, I have to stay still. Do you think we can do it?” 

“Cock warming?” 

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to try for a little while now.” 

He then gently starts to suck and tug the end of your ear lobe. He slips his head down back to your neck and spreads more kisses. With this alone you start to breathe heavily unraveling at his movements. 

With how he was making you feel, you didn’t see how you the two of you were going to do this and not move at all. 

Using his hands to move one of your legs up, bending it to give him better access to your heat, he starts to strip the few articles of clothing that separates the two of you. 

Before the two of you even started, the intensity was already too unbearable. Once he frees himself, you move your hand back to guide him into you. As he glides in, both of you sigh out a moan. When all the way in, he wraps his arms around you tighter than he had before. Whilst you use one hand grab onto to his t-shirt and the other to hold one of the arms that holds you. Lying there the two of you try your best to not move. But as each second went by, the harder it was to not want to move. 

Even the subtle movement of your breaths had become teasing friction that made the two of you want to move. It was subtle, it was enough to make twitch inside of you. Which your body immediately and involuntarily responds to with a clench and thats when you knew, you couldn’t stay still. 

Right as you gently start to push back against him, he just as gently rocks into you. The both of you moaning together and being able to breathe. But the gentle rocking quickly but gradually turn into tender pounding that leaves you without being able to find a voice to moan. Pound after pound, thrust after thrust, the both of you were unraveling, coming to a close. 

Shudders take over your body as you melt into bed, falling away from earth. 

Once the two of you come back to your senses, you giggle. “I knew we wouldn’t be able to stay still.” He giggles back in response to you has you both get comfortable and ready to fall back to sleep. 

[kpophours]

boyfriend!Zuho

fem. reader | fluff, no warnings | 782 words

ok, so - while Zuho is an extrovert and makes friends quite easily, he can be very shy too

meaning you‘ve been friends for a very long time but never anything more... speak about mutual pining

but he always smiles really brightly whenever he talks about you, and everyone just knows he‘s smitten

so either you (have to) make the first move or one of your mutual friends has finally had enough and sets you two up, and everyone is just like IT WAS ABOUT TIME

Zuho is a very soft and affectionate boyfriend

in public, he won’t be extremely clingy, but he still wants to be close to you. so hand holding is a must, he also likes to back-hug you or to leave a soft kiss on your forehead / temple from time to time

at home though, he will be your personal koala

even clings to you in his sleep, and always buries his nose in your hair, claims all the stress and anxiety immediately leave his body whenever he‘s surrounded by your scent

chill dates, rarely something flashy - takes you to his favorite coffee shops, shows you tiny record stores, takes you to street food festivals, and hosts game nights with friends (he often loses, but as long as everyone has fun, he‘s cool with that)

weekly movie marathons, but nothing scary because he simply cannot stand horror movies; he‘s a big admirer of Ghibli and has watched every movie at least twice Kiki is his fave because of her cat

tries to cook for you after you‘ve had a long, tiring day, but he‘s a mess in the kitchen, so you often just end up ordering food

gets better over time though, and soon, you leave almost all the cooking to him

loves baking with you and somehow always ends up with flour on his face. whines that he wants to taste the batter, and at first, you just playfully swat his hands away - but then you see how his eyes shine with almost childish happiness, so you finally let him he‘s just too cute

he loves cats, so he’s definitely going to adopt an almost unreasonable amount, calls them your children yes you’re a mom now

always talks in a soft, loving voice to them, and his hands are often full of scratches, because sometimes, his furry children just had enough of his affection

sings almost 24/7, and especially whenever he‘s showering, he also dances while cooking and often randomly grabs your hands to twirl you around

shows you every song he writes and asks for your honest opinion, takes what you say very seriously

writes a love song for you on your first anniversary which makes you cry, and is super worried at first WHY ARE YOU CRYING OMG I‘M SO SORRY PLEASE DONT CRY but when you kiss him passionately to express your feelings, he gets super flustered and giggly and quickly buries his face in your neck

always gets shy and flustered and super giggly whenever you compliment him

simple gesture to show his love and appreciation: brings back your favorite snack(s) whenever he goes grocery shopping, always finds the smoothest pebbles or most beautiful shells for the growing collection on your window sill, brings you a hot water bottle whenever you‘re cold, makes a cup of calming tea when you can’t fall asleep

sometimes he just randomly smiles when he looks at you. his eyes sparkle, his cheeks are slightly flushed and all the angles and edges of his face melt away. he’s just so happy and thankful to have you in his life - and even after years of dating, he still can’t believe he‘s lucky enough to be your boyfriend he‘s just so IN LOVE

stays up late with you whenever you have a project for school or work to finish. he works on new songs while you try to finish your project, sometimes glances at you to make sure you‘re not too tired already. brings you snacks and hot coffee, nuzzles your nose to see you smile.

he‘s a great listener. loves hearing you talk about your passions and always encourages you to tell him literally anything and everything. never gets bored of you, and you know he‘d never judge you for anything. he‘s your rock and biggest support, always

generally just so sweet, soft, supportive and loving. he‘s not just your boyfriend but also your best friend. he’s never afraid to show his love and affection for you

together, you’re that chill but always fun and happy couple everyone aspires to be

all in all just a wonderful, healthy and stable relationship with a 10/10 boyfriend

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[monfixity]

Kick It - Baek Juho

Summary: Crimes had increased in Seoul, and you were feeling slightly unsafe. You wanted to change something and asked your best friend Juho to help you out. He was experienced in self-defence methods and was able to teach you some basics. But you didn’t just receive a feeling of safety, but another better gift of life.

Crimes were nothing new. They were happening everywhere in the world. Some countries had it worse others less. But as you saw that the crimes towards women have increased in the country you live in, you decided you need to act.

Not that you were going to change the world, but at least you decided to help yourself out. You knew your best friend Juho was able to do some self-defence tactics, and when you explained you were not feeling safe going through the city, he would help you out for sure.

You decided you wouldn't wait long and asked your best friend right away. Without hesitation, you called him and waited for him to pick up. Usually, Juho never needed a long time to pick up, just like now.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" he joked.

"Well, you actually can do something for me," you responded.

"Oh? I did not expect that. But what is it? Rui, stop trying to steal my food." Juho whined.

You laughed. "Do you even feed your cat? She always acts like she hasn't gotten food for months." you joked.

"I give her enough, (Y/N)," Juho said. "But what is it that I can do for you?"

"Mh, I have my eyes on you and Rui." you chuckled. "Can you teach me some self-defence?"

"Huh? Where does that come from? I mean sure, but that was surprising."

"Well, I saw that more people get attacked which is very unlikely in Seoul, at least in our districts. Anyway, I just want to feel safer, and I know I can do that when I have some self-defence. And I know you can, which means you could teach me." you explained.

"I mean sure, but please know that I am in no way a professional. Have you thought about going to a course?" Juho asked.

"I did, but honestly? I don't feel comfortable with a stranger doing this. Sure, he may be a professional. But Juho, you know how I am with strangers." you pouted even though he could not see it.

"Alright, I know that. If you want, you can come to our company's gym every Friday when we're done with dance practice. I, of course, will let everyone know to let you through." Juho suggested.

"Sounds great to me. Thank you, Juho. Do we start this Friday even though it's in two days?" you wondered.

"If you want yes."

"Yes, please. Then we will see us the day after tomorrow! And Juho, give Rui a treat from me." you cheered.

"That we do. See you! Well, if you insist."

You heard a small cracking sound which was an indication for Rui to get the treat. "Thank you. Now I end the call." you laughed as he laughed and probably shook his head.

 Friday came faster than expected and you were on the way to FNC Entertainment to meet up with Juho to finally learn some basics. You knew that it would take some time to learn everything to the point that you would feel safe, but somehow it already made you feel a bit better about the whole situation.

You entered the agency and walked towards the reception. "Hello, I am -"

"You're (Y/N), Mr Baek is already expecting you. Just head to the elevator and floor 1." she smiled.

"Oh, thank you." you smiled and did, as instructed. Arriving at floor 1, you walked out of the elevator and towards the gym doors and smiled. Youngbin got up as he saw you. "That's my time to leave." he smiled. "Have fun!" Youngbin waved towards you and passed you to leave.

"Youngbin waited for me because I wasn't sure when you would arrive due to traffic," he explained. "Come here and sit down, I start with some basics."

You put your bag to the side with the clean clothing after you were done and sat down in front of him. You were happy that you already put on your gym clothes.

"So, I made a small plan so that you know when you will be done or let's say be able to use the basics." Juho took out a folder and showed you. "We will start this week with Hammer Strike and exercise it until next Friday. You can use this gym freely, I arranged that. We have a mannequin here that you can use to practice it with. On Friday I will see how you do. Then we start with Groin Kick, Heel Pal Strike, Elbow Strike and so on. Every Friday we start a new defence method." Juho explained. "Alright with this?"

"Totally, I mean if I can use this gym freely, and still have you to help, sure."

"I am always just a few walks away." Juho smiled.

"Alright come here, first method 'Hammer Strike'." Juho stood up and helped you up.

He stood you in front of him and took your arm. "Make a fist."

You did a fist and looked expectantly at him. "How will I know that I hit strong enough?"

"You will know on the mannequin. If it falls, you were strong enough." Juho said. "Now you use this fist and hit the opponent with full power against his nose." he motioned on your fist and his nose, but of course without the power. "Now try this on the mannequin."

You walked over to the mannequin and tried it. Juho walked over to you. "Put that foot to the front, shoulder like this." Juho gently took your shoulders and positioned you correctly. Try to hit the nose from below. More in this degree." he showed you again and looked at you.

Again, you redo it and smiled as the mannequin moved. "Oh, I think I can do it." you smiled.

"Good, try that a bit more often now." Juho smiled. "I see if we have to change something else on your posture."

"Okay," you did as Juho told you, and smiled as you were getting better and better.

 Week after Week Juho showed you more methods and you were enjoying it. The problem was that you spent so much time with Juho that you saw a side of him that you hadn't seen before.

Sure, he was your best friend and you loved him, but you saw him as your best friend nothing more. Now he was a man, that you smiled at whenever he was with children and a man that you wanted to see in a suit while you walked down the aisle. You had no idea where this started and how you ended up here, but you had to admit that along the way of endless laughing, and close defence methods you fell in love with your best friend.

As you were arriving in the gym again on your last day you smiled and hoped he would never see that the way you saw him had changed.

"Today, we will use all the methods you learned, except the Groin Kick and Hammer Strike." Juho started.

You stood in front of him. "But where is the mannequin?" you looked around confused.

"You will do everything today on me. Kick me." Juho said, standing in front of you, ready to defend.

"Juho! I can't kick you! You just had a rip injury." you were shocked.

"(Y/N), it's alright." Juho motioned again for you to kick him.

"No way, Juho. Forget it. I learned these methods to use them on idiots and people who should never touch me."

Juho stood normally again. "Alright, if you insist not to use them on me, we got a problem. The mannequin is broken because of Jaeyoon. He practised a bit too strong."

"Oh, and now?"

"Well, either you use them on me, or we have a free evening and could go home and eat something," Juho suggested.

"Damn Juho. I want to use my last lesson. Stand straight, don't you dare not move! Defend yourself, okay?!"

"Understood."

You took a deep breath and started to show the self-defence methods and thankfully, Juho dodged most of them, except for the one kick he missed and you hit his rips full blast. You gasped and ran to him and tried to make him look at you.

"Juho, are you okay?"

"Yes, I am alright. You truly learned well." Juho smiled through the pain.

You cupped his face and studied his eyes if he was lying about the pain intensity. And then you took the shirt and pulled it up without thinking much. You looked at the spot where you hit him and still saw a small bruise from the rib injury. "I hit you right there?"

Juho nodded and looked at you. "I am okay, (Y/N)."

"No, I hit you." you pouted and stroked over the injury, and you could swear Juho tensed and stopped breathing.

You looked up and saw him looking at you, but not like he used to. It was different as well. Could it be possible that it wasn't only your feelings that have changed? Should you take the risk and confess, or should you wait?

Juho just looked at you and you saw his eyes wander down to your lips. You totally forgot that you still had your hand on his injury, but you were somehow caught in this moment.

Juho took a deep breath. "God, don't let me be wrong about this," he murmured before he leaned towards you and cupped your face. "You have learned self-defence. Use them if I am wrong." Juho whispered onto your lips before he connected his with them. 

Juho expected you to push him away, but instead, he felt your hand wander to his back, and the other hand into his hair. He also felt yourself deepening the kiss. He pulled you closer but before he could continue kissing you, the door opened and he stopped, looking up to look straight at Youngbin. He expected him to scream and ask how he dared to start a relationship, but that man was smirking.

Juho and you looked at Youngbin walking over to you. "Sorry, I feel very bad destroying this lovebird mode, but the CEO called, we have to go to the office. Because of my military enlistment and the future of SF9."

Juho nodded. "Alright. I'll be there in five minutes."

"Counting," Youngbin shouted as he left the gym.

You turned to Juho. "Go there. I will go home and maybe we can still do the dinner and movie part?" you smiled.

"And talk about what happened because I saw you not pulling away," Juho added.

"That too, yes." you smiled.

Juho walked to the door but turned around to give you another kiss, a shorter one but also a great one. "Message me when you're home. I'll be there as soon as I can."

"I will." you smiled as you watched him leave.

 You couldn't comprehend what just happened, but you were happy, nevertheless. Even though you haven't talked about it yet, you were now sure that it wasn't one-sided. And that Juho started to feel the same way along the way of practising and spending time together. You were excited about the future and grateful that life gave you Juho.

SF9 Masterlist

[arietaurumini]

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Fluff: 💕   Angst: ☁️     Crack: 💥       AU: ☄️      Suggestive: 💋     Trigger Warning: 🥀  

SF9 Masterlist.

SF9 Reactions.

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SF9 Scenarios.

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Certain Members.

Kim Inseong.

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Kim Youngbin.

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Lee Jayeoon.

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Lee Sanghyuk.

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Baek Juho.

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Kim Seokwoo.

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Yoo Taeyang.

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Kim Youngkyun.

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Kang Chanhee.

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[shiningfantasystar]

Habits

Juho x reader Drabble

Word count: 716

Genre: fluff, comfort

Warnings: none!

-some bad habits, you just have to work through together-

-

“Go to sleep” you mumble, rubbing your eyes.

You woke up in the middle of the night, to your blanket being half kicked off you, and with the lack of his body next to you, you knew what it meant.

He only hummed in response, continuing working on his computer. He wasn’t ignoring you, you knew that, but he was ignoring his own health, overworking himself. Frustrated, you pulled his chair away from his desk, earning a mildly frustrated mumble from Juho, and before he could pull himself back you crawled on his lap facing him. His features made your heart lurch, his eyes were dilated accompanied with dark circles, his face was puffed up and had a clear red mark where he was leaning.

“I will babe, I just need to finish this song-“ he mumbled, trying to look over your shoulder at the screen.

“Jesus, Juho it’s 4am. Knowing you, you left bed the second I fell asleep. You can’t keep overworking yourself like this.” You cupped his face, forcing him to look at you, his eyes widened slightly when he saw your pained expression.

“Babe, what about when you punish yourself?” He inquired eyeing you warily, no doubt caused by the wave of tiredness that hit him.

“Juho- this isn’t about me, your health-“

“No Y/n, this is just as much about you as it is about me.” He interrupted you, pulling his slim finger up to your lips, indicating for you to stay silent.

A flicker of determination lit up his tired eyes, Juho kept his thoughts on your habits silent, but he was worried.

“Do you think I don’t notice how often you beat yourself up over the tiniest mistakes? And the severity of the punishments you give yourself- Babe, it’s not good for you. You constantly push yourself to be better and better, the mental stress you’ve been causing yourself, it’s not healthy”.

His words pierced an arrow through your heart, he was right, deep down you knew you were too hard on yourself, but you could never accept it. The stress, which had an evident impact on your body, Juho saw all of it. He didn’t want to seem pushy, but both of you had to tackle your bad habits. You burst into tears, you were in no position to scold him and you did, in such a double standard way.

“Y/N, babe” he cooed, pushing your hair behind your ear and wrapping you against his body.

He stroked your body and reached behind you to save his work and power off his computer. You were glad he was clingy, he made you feel loved and appreciated when you couldn’t love yourself.

“Babe, see? You are under too much stress. How about tomorrow we have a day just to ourselves?”

“But you have dance practice, the boys-“ you whimpered against his chest.

“I can miss one day, I’ll let Youngbin know, and then both of us shut our phones off for the day.” You pondered his offer, wondering if it would be selfish to accept, before nodding silently.

“And babe- before you think you are being selfish, I want to spend the day with you. With my wonderful Y/N.” You didn’t question how he knew exactly what you were thinking, when it came to you, Juho was an expert, he could read you like an open book.

“Don’t think I forgot about you staying up ungodly late” you pouted trying to be strict, but it sounded more like a soft wail through your strained vocal chords. He chuckled gently kissing your cheek.

“If you promise treat yourself gently, I promise to go to sleep at 1am the latest.”

“Juho that’s not a fair deal” You squinted at him.

“It’s fair, and with time, both of us will work through it~”

Your body felt heavier, calling to be back in bed, too tired to argue further you agreed, grabbing Juhos collar as insurance that he was following. You slipped under the covers and Juho’s long arms instantly snaked around your figure. You rested your head on his chest, wrapping your own limbs around him.

For a while, you listened to his breathing, before he broke the silence: “goodnight babe.”

“Goodnight” you replied, closing your eyes.

[synthetickitsune]

Practice Visit | Zuho | (f)

Summary: You wonder whether it's weird how Zuho's always on your mind while the members of SF9 need to think about a plan how to get Zuho to stop talking about you. (requested) Word count: 1.3k Warnings: none

Sometimes you wonder if there’s something wrong with you, or if you’ve just fallen under his spell so deeply. Zuho’s on your mind constantly. You could be walking through the streets and you’d see a stray cat and remember your boyfriend. It seems like your brain’s developed a unique skill of linking everything you’ve experienced to him. 

But it worried you. It made you feel somehow clingy, or that you were taking the relationship too seriously - although it was serious, of course. Zuho himself expressed to you how much you mean to him, and his actions left no doubt in you that he treasures what you have as much as you do. Still, you couldn’t help but wonder whether he also thinks about you all day and all night.

Had you expressed these concerns to any of his members, no matter how polite to you they usually are, they’d not hold back and laugh in your face. 

They liked you, of course, and enjoyed when you came over to hang out with them. The problem was that as your relationship with Zuho progressed, it felt like you were always with them. Of course the eight guys were happy for their friend and wished him all the best but frankly, they heard him talk about you so much they forgot what he was like before he met you. So while you were wondering whether he thought about you at all when you were separated, the majority of SF9 was thinking about how to let you know that yes, yes he’s always talking about you, please stop him. 

And as fate would have it, the perfect opportunity presented itself soon enough.

Your arms were shaking by the time you stepped into the elevator to take you to a higher floor where the boys were practicing. You figured that since you’re going to visit them, you might as well bring them some water and snacks. Unfortunately, your gifts were a little heavy since they were supposed to sustain nine adult men.

Finally the elevator ride was over and you stepped out, easily navigating around the building. It wasn’t hard to find them, since there was only one practice room with the lights on and music blasting from the inside. As quietly as you could, which was rather loud because of the bags of goodies, you opened the door and slipped inside. You hoped they somehow wouldn’t notice you, but of course they did, greeting you with a nod and smile. You put the bags down near the wall and watched them finish the routine. You always admired how in sync they were, then again you supposed it was to be expected with all the hard work they put in.

The music stopped suddenly and the sound of panting and bodies falling to the ground took over the room. You smiled sympathetically as your eyes briefly met with Tae’s. However, your eyes were searching for someone else, and the one in question soon came over on his own.

Zuho outstretched his arms experimentally, unsure whether you wouldn’t mind him hugging you all sweaty, even though you already told him a hundred times that you don’t care. You closed the distance between you, relishing in the feeling of his warm body against yours. Before you could even say hello to him properly, though, a loud voice interrupted you.

“y/n? Is it really you, y/n?” Dawon was basically running towards you, stopping just inches before crashing into the two of you, ignoring Zuho’s glare. He poked your cheek.

“Ah! It’s really you! I thought I’m hallucinating again!” he exclaimed dramatically, earning a confused look from you. This was random even for Dawon. On the other hand, something seemed to click in Zuho’s mind and he all but jumped at the other man, chasing him around the room. This only added to your confusion.

“Don’t worry, your boyfriend’s just embarrassed,” Rowoon stepped closer to you, offering you a smile.

“Embarrassed?” you frowned, wondering what you were missing. In the meantime, Dawon kept successfully evading Zuho while making faces at him. As he got closer to you, he took the chance to tease the younger male some more.

“Ah! My y/n is so pretty! My y/n learned a new aegyo, what am I going to do?!” Dawon mocked as he passed by you, speeding up as Zuho also picked up his pace. You didn’t notice, but his ears were burning red. Yours too. Now you were not only confused, but also shy.

“He never shuts up about you, you know?” Inseong stepped in to help you, seeing that Rowoon just kept chuckling at your cluelessness. “It’s cute, but he could control himself a bit.” You looked at him like he grew a second head.

“Are you sure?” you asked skeptically. It was hard to believe because after all you were just that - you. It didn’t make any sense, yet your heart was racing in your chest.

“Yeah, pretty sure. Dawon wasn’t exaggerating for once,” Rowoon took mercy on you as well. Although that might’ve been just because Zuho gave up his hunt for Dawon and was walking towards you. The guys left you alone to talk, but he still pulled you out of the room for more privacy. If you still suspected that the guys were lying to you, you didn’t anymore. You just couldn’t when you saw how sheepish Zuho’s become after their teasing.

“y/n, look, I can explain-” he began, but the words got stuck in his throat as you hugged him, nuzzling into his chest. Hesitantly, he put his arms around you as well. You stayed quiet though, cuddling him in silence. He stroked up and down your back as you played with the hair on his nape.

“Okay, please say something because reality is hitting me real hard right now,” he mumbled so quickly you almost couldn’t understand him. You giggled. It was rare to see him this flustered, but you took mercy on him.

“What do you want me to say?” you asked softly, tilting your head so you could look at him.

“I don’t know, I’m sorry. I know it’s weird, I just keep talking about you without realizing it,” he sighed, hiding his face into your hair. You couldn’t help but chuckle, the whole situation was so absurd. You shook your head, making him look at you again.

“It’s not weird. I also always think about you. Honestly, I was getting worried that I’m the weird one,” you admitted, now as embarrassed as he was. It was only fair though, you guessed. “But since we’re both so in love, it’s okay, right?” you looked at him hopefully, squeaking in surprise as he kissed you. He wasn’t that big on pda, so you gratefully accepted his kiss, returning with the same passion.

“It’s more than okay,” he smiled against your lips, “As long as you can handle a little teasing every time you come over.”

“Please, those guys would always find a reason to tease. At least this is kind of wholesome,” you laughed softly, kissing him one more time. You both knew it’d be best to join the rest soon. The more time you spent here, the more time they had to plan their next attack. Still, he stopped you just as you were about to open the door to the practice room.

“Do you really think about me when I’m not with you?” he asked quietly. You smiled, stepping closer to him again.

“You have no idea how much. It’s like you’re my whole world. Everything reminds me of you,” you confessed shyly, melting as his eyes softened and he hugged you again. He squeezed you tightly, just for a second before pulling away.

“And am I not your whole world?” he pouted. You smacked his shoulder playfully.

“Come, or I’m sure we’re not gonna survive the teasing,” you chuckled as you pulled him towards the chaos waiting on the other side of the door.

[blu-joons]

pairing: baek juho x reader

word count: 529 words

prompt: worried

summary: after waiting patiently for juho to come home, you can’t help but worry as he takes longer than usual

Lazy arms draped around Juho as soon as you saw that he was home, rising up from the sofa to greet him. A light laugh came from Juho from the impact of you coming towards him, wrapping his arms around you too.

“Steady,” he smiled as he felt you press a kiss against his cheek, “what’s going on with you?”

“I was worried about you,” you whispered, glancing up at the clock on the wall, “you never mentioned that you’d be home as late as this.”

Juho could feel the relief in your hold as he held on tightly to you, allowing you the time that you needed to catch your breath and calm yourself down after fretting for quite some time.

“How come you didn’t answer your phone like you usually do?” You then asked him, being able to feel it in the pocket of his jacket that pressed against your chest. “I called and texted.”

“My phone died ages ago,” Juho frowned, pulling away from you so that he could finally meet your eyes, “Taeyang was supposed to come with a phone charger, but he fell asleep instead.”

Your head shook at how typical that was for the boys as Juho walked into your home, pulling you behind him with his hand intertwined in tightly with yours. As he placed his phone down, you could see that it was dead as he pressed the home button, but nothing happened.

“I should have found a different way to tell you that I’d be home late,” Juho sympathised, “I’m sorry for worrying you so much.”

As panicked as you were, that didn’t matter to you anymore as Juho threw himself down on the sofa. He was home, and that was the most important thing as you tried your best to steady your nervous heart back down.

“It’s been such a long day,” Juho commented as you sat down beside him, “they didn’t let us go until everything was done, everyone is just exhausted.”

You could hear in how groggy his voice was that Juho had been worked hard, offering him a smile in reply as he made himself nice and comfortable, kicking his legs up onto the coffee table with a heavy sigh.

“Do you want to head to bed?” You asked, only for Juho’s head to shake back at you.

“Soon,” he told you, “but I think I want to just spend a bit of time here with you before worrying about heading off to bed.”

As he spoke, Juho moved his arm to wrap back around you yet again and pull you down into his side, allowing you to put your feet up too as you snuggled into Juho’s frame.

“How about you? How was your day?” Juho enquired, “aside from having a stupid boyfriend who made you sit at home and wait for me to arrive?”

“Aside from having a stupid boyfriend, my day hasn’t been too bad,” you laughed in reply.

A hand pushed gently against your arm, “I’m allowed to call myself stupid, you’re not allowed to call me stupid.”

“I’m just agreeing with you,” you joked.

“I’ll get you back for saying that.”

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masterlist

[fairy-seong]

baek juho x fem!reader x kim seokwoo

genre: smut

trigger warning(s): sexual descriptions, mentions of threesomes, idk whatever the hell this is supposed to be because the initial draft got deleted and i feel like shit writing now

kinktober day 30 prompt: threesome

“Aren’t you the cutest?” Seokwoo giggles from the doorway.

You turn your head, eyelids fluttering open at his sweet voice. His eyes follow the way your hips grind down, fingers inviting him into bed. Seokwoo tilts his head to the side when a moan escapes your lips, a low grunt following closely.

“You always have fun without me,” Seokwoo smiles down at you, fingers caressing your rosy cheek when you throw your head back.

“She got a little too needy waiting for you,” Juho grunts, bucking his hips up to match your fast pace.

Seokwoo’s gaze switches from his friend back to you, eyebrows raised in confusion.

“Is that so, you little nasty girl?”

You bite on your lower lip, one arm pulling Seokwoo down to your level. Another moan spills into the room when Juho bites your neck, his thrusts slowing down for a moment while Seokwoo snakes an arm around your waist. His fingers trace your hips, thumb circling your clit with a sly smile.

“Come,” you purr, locking lips with your other lover. “I need you too, Seokwoo.”