#Dk svt

[randomblog-things]

i’m the horse who needs to be saved..

[kyeomviiee]

250406 DK Insta Update 🤍

(pt. 2)

[babygirldokyeom]

Congrats to whoever ends up with Dokyeom!

[babyleostuff]

― BLACK AND BLUE

"glad he didn't overreact", but the one where seokmin, in fact, overreacts after seeing your bruised up arm on a sunday morning.

𝜗𝜚 THEME: reader is (lightly) bruised and seokmin freaks out, comfort (mostly reader comforting him), fluff 𝜗𝜚 PAIRING: idol!dk x fem!reader 𝜗𝜚 WORD COUNT: 828

💌 natalia’s note: this deeefinetly didn’t happen to me like two days ago… [when i catch u skiers]

“what is that?”

the soapy cup you were washing slipped out of your grip and slammed against the marble sink (seokmin decided to replace the old one right before christmas, because in his words - it was an adult thing to do) making the water splash all around, as your heart threatened to stop from the sudden commotion. 

there went your “romanticise your morning by following this easy 50 step routine”. 

“seokmin,” you grumbled, turning off the water. “what the hell?” you reached for the towel to wipe your hands and turned around to face your boyfriend, who, for once, seemed very much awake for such an early hour. “you almost gave me a heart attack.” 

“what,” your boyfriend seemed unbothered by your words and extended his arm to point at you with a sour expression, which again; so unlike him, “what is that?”

if not for the “8 am” displayed on your kitchen clock (the numbers were blinking so faintly you almost couldn’t see them anymore, because apparently changing the batteries was not an adult thing to do), your boyfriend’s massive nest of curly bed hair and his outfit which consisted of a grinch t-shirt that has definitely seen better days and boxers in puppy print, you’d be startled by his panicked expression, but… you couldn’t take him seriously with all of that. 

“what is what?” you asked amused, and leaned your hip on the kitchen counter. 

he blinked twice, his brown eyes groggy from sleep. “the bruises on your arm.” 

ah. 

that makes sense. 

you came back from a skiing trip with your friends the night before and because seokmin didn’t come home until early in the morning because of rehearsals, you didn’t really have time to catch up before… well, now. technically you could’ve told him about your little incident on the phone, but you knew how he’d react; he’d either tell you to set your snowboard on fire and throw it out of the window or he would’ve bought the earliest plane ticket to save you from the dangers of snow and ski lifts. 

“baby, close your mouth and drop your arm or you’re going to have a cramp,” you sighed, shaking your head. despite your gentle tone that you hoped would soothe his worries at least to some extent, seokmin still stood in the middle of the kitchen as stiff as a board, with a scowl on his handsome face. “come here,” you held out your hands for him to grab. 

with no hesitation he quickly made his way across the kitchen, and ignoring your extended hands, engulfed you in a bear hug. “why are you so calm about it?” you could hear the pout in seokmin’s voice, as he pulled him closer to his chest. “your whole arm is black and blue,” he gently ran his fingers along the back of your left arm, ”how did it even happen? what were you doing out there? fighting the yeti?” 

you couldn’t help but giggle. exactly why you decided to keep it a secret. 

“if you consider skiers yeti, then yes,” you propped your chin against his chest and looked up at him, “and i’m glad to inform you that i won.” 

seokmin’s muscles suddenly tensed under your fingertips and he looked even more terrified than a second ago. “what do you mean y-,”

“i was joking, baby. i didn’t fight anyone.” 

“then how did you get those bruises?” 

“just let me finish, yeah?” you said and brushed his bangs away from his forehead. “someone ran into me, that’s all. i got up after strapping the bindings and someone skied into me and, well, that left some bruises.” 

“what an asshole,” seokmin grumbled, his brows drawn together in an angry frown.

“okay there mister, calm down,” you laughed and patted his shoulder. “accidents happen-,”

“yeah, but i’d expect people who ski on red slopes not to crash into others,” his expression stilled and grew serious. 

good thing you didn’t mention you ended up with your chin hitting the icy slope, then. 

“relax, honey.” as much as you found this situation amusing, you knew seokmin was really worried about the bruises, and to be honest he had every right to do so; three big splotches covered the entirety of your left arm and if you noticed something like that on him you’d freak out for sure as well. 

“i know it looks bad, but it doesn’t hurt anymore. and what happened, happened. there’s no point in being angry, yeah?” 

your boyfriend’s eyes seemed to soften, the gentle puppy-like expression gracing his features. 

“there we go,” you smiled, cupping his cheeks. “i’m okay, min, so please stop worrying so much.” 

featherlike laugh lines crinkled around his eyes, as seokmin smiled, nodding his head. “just didn’t expect to see my girlfriend all bruised up after being weeks apart,” he leaned his forehead against yours, his arms protectively wrapped around your waist. “but if you say you’re okay, then i trust you.”

[miaoua3]

Take A Seat

Pairing: bf! dk x f!reader

Genre: smut (MDNI), oral (f! receiving), light angst (previous fight getting resolved through him eating you out), pwp, shirtless dokyeom (hot asf pls never put on a shirt ever again), dokyeom nose appreciation, slightly sub! dk

Notes: a kind of a belated birthday post for dk but hey better late than never right, anyway dont cream your panties too much and enjoy

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thinking about dk and his nose….

you sit on your bed, seething at the situation you have been put into.

to be honest, you can acknowledge that you might be a bit in the wrong, considering that you can’t even remember what your fight with your boyfriend is even about, or how it began for that matter.

it must be one of those days where you are extremely sensitive for no reason at all, and where even the lightest of jokes can trigger you.

with your arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed, you sit there and let your anger consume your whole being.

how dare he say that you were being little too sensitive and that you should calm down? how dare he not take your side in this whole thing? how dare he take seungkwan’s side instead? how dare he tell you to message seungkwan and apologise for overreacting?

how dare he do all this, all while speaking in that gentle and lovely voice of his, not even responding to your provocations and instead remaining calm and rational?

how dare he be so sexy and attractive, all while being a true gentleman?

having your anger reach it’s highest point, you quickly stand up and head out of the bedroom to find him, and start round 2 (or rather just a continuation) of the fight.

stepping into the living room, you immediately pause, breath catching in your throat because of the sight in front of you.

seokmin, in all his tan and muscle-y glory, is sitting on the floor with his back against the couch.

shirtless.

with no make up on.

in just grey sweatpants.

lord almighty.

his head is turned to his right side, carefully and with full concentration looking at something while being lost in his thoughts. his hands are fidgeting with the strings of his sweatpants, probably due to being nervous.

upon further inspection, you follow his line of sight, only to see him looking at a picture of the two of you that is standing proudly in the centre of the shelf. his lips are slightly turned downwards in a pout, a clear sign that he’s feeling a bit sad and pitiful.

which just angers you more.

oh so now you are feeling sorry?

i’ll give you something to be sorry about.

stomping over to him, you pause once you are standing directly in front of him, eyes dark and filled with seriousness.

seokmin finally looks up at you, puppy eyes almost swaying you and distracting you from the mission you have set yourself on just 10 seconds ago.

with your thumbs inside the sides of your shorts, you waste no time in pulling both the shorts and your panties down your legs, quickly kicking them off once they hit the floor.

seokmin’s eyes widen, surprised by your sudden action.

but he can’t lie to you. because along with the surprise, there is a hint of need and want hiding in his eyes, hands probably itching to get on you.

just as he was about to push himself up and open his mouth to ask you something, you cut him off by bending down a bit and grabbing a fistful of his hair, pulling his head back harshly until it rests on the couch seat behind him.

seokmin’s reaction is immediate, a needy moan flowing straight out of his lips before he bits down on it to keep himself quiet. his eyes fluttered shut for a second, without his permission of course, before he opened them back again, pupils blown out with need and desire.

wasting no more time than needed, you step on both sides of his hips for a moment before you carefully place first one and then the other knee on both sides of his head, his hair still being grabbed by your hand tightly.

his lips open up automatically and expectantly, ready to put his mouth on his favourite body part of yours and absolutely devour you.

but you don’t let him taste you just yet, harshly pulling his head back down, showing him that you are the one in control of this situation.

seokmin groans in frustration, impatience already reaching it’s limit for him.

with dark eyes, you order him what he’s to do.

“show me how sorry you are.”

and then you are lower your pussy on his face, not caring enough to be gentle or slow, knowing that seokmin can handle it.

his lips immediately attach themselves on your pussy, tongue spreading your lips so he can take a taste of you.

in your peripheral vision you see his hands being raised up, ready to grab your thighs and probably use it to turn the situation in his favour and show his dominance with it.

not on your watch.

you quickly slap one of his hands away just as they were about to grab his another favourite part of yours, his eyes fluttering open in confusion.

you down, between your legs, where his face is, and with kind of bored voice say “keep your hands to yourself. no touching me or yourself. you can prove just how sorry you are with your mouth.”

seokmin’s eyebrows furrow in complaint but decides to indulge you and follow your order.

his tongue and lips get back to the job, the pink muscle splitting you open just so his lips can wrap themselves around your clit and suck on it-harshly. you moan as you watch him, eyes closed in concentration and enjoyment.

he tries to enter your hole with his tongue, but sadly falls short to do so, tongue a just long enough to swirl around the entrance but short enough to not be able to reach any deeper depth inside your needy hole.

his lips continue to suck instead, tongue switching to flicking your clit, the motion fast and harsh. the uneven texture of his tongue makes it feel like heaven against your clit, hence why you starts rocking your hips against his face unconsciously.

seokmin hums in approval of your action, opening his mouth wider against your lips, at this point almost like he’s trying to make out with your pussy.

you feel his sharp nose poke at your skin a bit, that beautiful and sharp nose that seokmin knows you love so so much.

especially when you use it as your seat, rocking your hips against his face as the tip of it catches on your clit deliciously.

which is exactly what you want to do now too.

grabbing the cushion in front of you for balance, you start rocking your hips even harder, fully using his face as a toy to get yourself off on.

you moan as his lips continue to split your lips open and make out with them, nose catching against your clit just like you wanted it to.

“f-fuck, so good for me baby, keep sucking on it, ah- make me cum on that pretty face of yours.”

seokmin lets out a sound that is something between a moan and a groan, eyes rolling back into his head as you speed up the movements of your hips.

you carefully peak behind yourself and down to hips sweatpants to see if he’s touching himself or if he’s listening to your order from earlier.

his hands are squeezing the sides of his sweatpants tightly, probably because he’s fighting the urge to either shove a hand down his pants and quickly jerk off while eating you out, or trying to resist the urge to touch you and squeeze your thighs harshly, just like he always does.

there’s a big bulge between his legs, as well as a watch patch on the light grey material, right where the head of his cock is.

fuck. if that isn’t the hottest thing you have ever seen.

turning your attention back to seokmin, you notice that his eyes are now open, looking up at you from between your legs, paying full attention to you now.

you look at his eyes as you continue riding his face, mouth falling open naturally as you give yourself the permission to lose yourself in the pleasure.

knowing how much he likes it when you do it, you lightly squeeze your thighs around his face, his cheeks being squished a bit as you do so.

the groan that your boyfriend lets out is that of a starved man that is ready to devour anything in front of him, his eyes black with desire rolling back into his head as you continue squeezing your thighs even more.

the moans echo in the room, sounds bouncing off the walls. your moans reach a new pitch, bordering on screams as you continue to chase your high.

through staggered breath, you continue spitting further nonesense.

“f-fuck, that’s it, be a good boy-ah- and make me cum all over t-that pretty face of yours. ah-fuck!”

seokmin decides that he can be a bit of a naughty boy and fort-fit your order if it means you will start creaming all over his face. with that in mind, he quickly grabs your thighs to keep you in place before he starts going nuts with his mouth.

his tongue just swirls around the whole lips to gather your juices and swallow them down before he sticks it inside your hole, pushing his face as far as he can just so he can. and then he starts quickly moving his whole head left and right just so he can flick your clit with his nose, intent on stimulating it as much as possible so you can finally award him with cumming all over his face.

his actions seem to work like a charm because in the matter of seconds, you are throwing your head back and screaming off the top of your lungs, hands harshly grabbing onto his hair to make sure your seat doesn’t go anywhere while you are riding off your orgasm.

you lean back a bit too far, making seokmin quickly grab your ass to keep you in position and prevent you from falling.

your movements slowly come to a halt, eyes coming back to look him in the eyes as he continues lapping on the juices that keep flowing out of your sweet pussy. his eyes are trained on your form above him, and how beautiful you look as you orgasm, all fucked out and slightly sweaty.

you slowly raise your hips away from his face, letting him finally take a deep breath in.

the two of you kind of just stare at each other for a bit, clueless as to where this leaves you, especially now that your heads start clearing up and the previous fight make it’s comeback in your brains.

you don’t say anything before you slowly and carefully put your feet on the floor again, and then stand up. seokmin’s face is that of disappointment, his imaginary puppy ears turning down as he watches you slowly turn around and head back for the bedroom.

but…he thought you said he did good? you called him a good boy? didn’t he satisfy you enough? was it not enough to show you just how sorry he was?

just as you reach the door, you turn around to look at him questioningly, only to be met with his sad face.

smiling softly and also teasingly, you ask him.

“what are you waiting for? we are not done yet. get your sweet booty on the bed so that i can show you how sorry i am, too.”

he looks at you, eyes wide in surprise, before a wide smile spreads across his beautiful face.

seokmin never got up and ran to your bedroom faster than the moment your words registered in his brain.

[skulandcrossbones]

[gigglensnort]

My favourite sound, my serotonin boost ❤️

[serejae]

DEAR, FUTURE HUSBAND | LSK

IN WHICH... Seokmin follows your guide to your perfect husband

[lololololchips]

Can you please please please do a seventeen text being jealous of there son/daughter cuz they have all the s/o attention

here you go!:)

dad texts || SEVENTEEN

genre: one shot, fluff, fake texts au, non!idol, parents au

warnings: fem pronouns, jealous svt (nothing serious tho), lmk if i missed anything else!

[slytherinshua]

◍　FALLING DREAMS　( 이석민 )

genre fluff , period comfort , established relationship , seokmin x fem!reader   cw cramps/nausea/headaches/other period stuff mentioned but no blood , not proofread   wc 804   request for @seokminfilm lyr my love this will cure ur cramps 100% (i hope)   note slytherinshua svt fic era WE ARE SO BACK (i'm not actually in an era only for my pookie lyr) ++ listen to falling dreams while reading   net @kstrucknet

You’d been cursed with painful cramps on your periods since you were a teenager. Coupled with nausea, headaches, and soreness, it was safe to say you loathed whenever that week of torture came around. Most people thought you were being dramatic about how much it hurt, even when sometimes it was too hard to even stand up because of the pain. 

The worst was whenever you had to bring up the topic to men. Calling in sick for work became more trouble than it was worth due to your prying boss who was stricter than reason. And God forbid you mentioned your time of the month as a reason for your absence. You’d been laughed at, threatened, and humiliated multiple times to the point that you avoided it at all costs. It was easier to suffer through the pain all day at the office than try to fight your way for a reasonable excused sick day.

But you were lucky that there was at least one reasonable man in your life. Your boyfriend Seokmin took your time of the month more seriously than you sometimes. He was always more than willing to get you anything you needed, and was extra affectionate and loving. Although he didn’t know how it felt to go through the painful cramps, he could imagine just how painful it must be. Seeing you grimace your way through every long day saddened him. He tried his utmost best to make it even a little easier for you.

Which was why now, after a long day at work and several breakdowns throughout the day due to the hormonal rollercoaster your body was riding, you were now lying in bed listening to the soft sound of Seokmin’s singing from the kitchen. He was making your favourite brownies as was tradition. 

It started years ago when you first started dating. You were a bit too shy to ask your boyfriend of only a week to help you with anything relating to the pain. Meanwhile, Seokmin was both confused and concerned on why you kept wincing every few minutes while trying to watch a movie. When he finally coaxed the answer out of you, he was unexpectedly sweet about it all. 

You laugh at the memory now. Of course Seokmin was the sweetest ever when he heard about the pain you were experiencing. It was perfectly in character for him. You soon learned that the attractive man who always made you laugh was also one with the kindest soul you had ever met. You knew from that day that you had chosen right. Seokmin was a dream. 

“Baby, I just put them in the oven, okay? Thirty minutes and they’ll be ready,” Seokmin called as he made his way back to your shared bedroom. A pretty smile graced his face as he caught sight of you wrapped up in the blankets. “How are you feeling now?” 

His soft question made your heart melt a little, and with a gentle hand reaching to brush back your hair, you felt overwhelmed all at once. What did you do to deserve a man as perfect as him?

“Still feels like someone’s stabbing my insides repeatedly, but you’re making it better,” you told him, raking your hand up to meet his, interlacing your fingers together. He frowned slightly at your response, hating to see you in such pain, even if it was a normal thing. 

“I’m so sorry, baby,” Seokmin’s voice was gentle, soothing to your ears. Whenever you were around him, all the pain you felt seemed to subside, even just a little. His touch was delicate as he pulled you up from the pillows for a hug, squeezing extra tightly when he heard the muffled whimper of pain escape your lips. He knew after years that this is all you needed. A warm hug, comforting words, and delicious fudgy brownies to distract from the pain.

Tender kisses were what came next, the first few pressed to your cheek before he travelled lower to your lips. You giggled with every exaggerated ‘mwah!’ that Seokmin added after every peck, attempting to lift your mood in any way. And it always worked wonders. 

It worked too well, in fact, judging by the whine of protest that left your lips as soon as he stopped kissing you. But he remedied it as quickly as he could, lips falling back onto yours, hands holding your waist gently, cautiously, as if you were in danger of breaking at any additional pressure. To Seokmin, you were the most precious part of his life. He made it quite known with his selflessness and caring towards you. And if you were to ever doubt it, all it took was one bite of brownie to be reminded again.

Seokmin was a dream. And he was all yours.

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[seokminfilm]

positions | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, newlyweds au, baby fever, sweet seokmin, pet names (seokmin uses baby, reader uses sweetheart), mentions of children, mentions of baby fever, reader is called a pretty mother, lots of kissing and loving on each other, seokmin soft hours

🪄 summary, seokmin had to have this conversation with you at one point, but he didn't think it would be this soon and this desperate, either.

🪄 author's note, this was suggested by a lyrnon (lyr + anon = lyrnon btw)! i saw this and knew i had to do it because my life would not be complete without this fic in it....anyways, enjoy!! (dad seokmin ftw)

🪄 now playing, positions, ariana grande

🪄 word count, 1004 (omg jeonghan's birthday i'm going insane...) | for @kstrucknet

"They kept telling us congratulations over and over and over again," Seokmin laughs lightly, and you nod, blushing as you settle into bed. No matter how long you and Seokmin are married, you'll never get tired of this giddy feeling you get in your stomach when you get ready to sleep.

"They were all so cute though. I love your nieces and nephews." You sigh, and Seokmin nods as he lays on your chest. You curl his soft, brown strands between your fingers, humming a tune as Seokmin strips himself of his black frames, revealing his pretty eyes and even prettier beauty mark.

Your husband, Seokmin (wow, that was still really weird to even think), had finally taken you to meet his extended side of the family today.

The joy-filled wedding had taken a toll on you, and you had been stuck at home for the past week, sick with a surprise cold (to which Seokmin quickly stepped into his husbandly duties and took care of you to the best of his ability).

Even now, he was still so tender with you, kissing you with little force and always asking to hold your hand wherever and whenever he wanted to. His touch felt different─it was sure and stable, and you loved the feeling of his fingers encasing yours at the most intimate times you think you've ever had with him.

"Seokmin?" You ask softly, scared he's fallen asleep. He's been quiet for the past five minutes, still, warm body against yours.

"I'm still awake, baby, I'm sorry. I'm just thinking." Seokmin's voice is soft, hushed in the sweetest way you think you've ever heard it be. Smiling, you press a kiss to Seokmin's scalp, breathing in his lavender-scented shampoo.

"Thinking?" You repeat, and Seokmin nods, slowly sitting up and taking his head off of your chest as he turns to look at you.

"Thinking about what, sweetheart?" You ask, and Seokmin studies you for a second, his dark brown eyes raking over your figure dwarfed in his windbreaker. It sends him spiraling, feeling like a teenager in high school with the way he's staring at you.

"I'm thinking about you," Seokmin answers, and you smile, grabbing a decorative pillow as you place it in your lap. "What about me?" Teasing, you tilt your head to the side a bit, reveling in the way Seokmin smiles at you.

"It may be too soon though." Seokmin frowns just slightly, pretty face falling just a bit as you shake your head, nervousness building in your chest nevertheless as you shake your head.

"Don't say that, Min. You haven't even told me what it is yet." You smile simply, patting the top of Seokmin's hand as you twist the ring on his finger─your vow and promise to him.

"What if you're not saying that when I actually tell you what I'm thinking about?" Seokmin pouts, lips jutted out as you lean in, giving them a quick peck as you smile.

"No way," You whisper, fingertips grazing Seokmin's jawline as you sigh dreamily, obviously in love with him. "Tell me, Seokmin. Please?"

The question at the end of your confirmation breaks Seokmin even more, and he can't stop himself, finally opening his mouth as he glances away for a split second, as if to try to recollect himself. After a few seconds of silence, Seokmin looks back to you, trying not to shudder when you lean your head on his shoulder, warm breath tickling his neck.

"You'd be such a pretty mother, baby. I just...I feel it in my soul." Seokmin's statement makes your face heat up faster than you thought it would, and you inhale sharply, holding your breath.

"Me? A pretty mother?" You ask in disbelief, and Seokmin smiles, nodding as he shyly looks at the ground.

"When you were taking care of my sister's newborn daughter, I─" Seokmin sighs, eyes locked on yours as he chews at your lip. "I thought of you with my baby in your arms."

You fall silent, unable to really form proper words. You had never seen this side of Seokmin before─it was new, seeing him so flustered and so hushed about one of his many thoughts. He always was one to voice his ideas and voice them loudly, but this...this was different from anything he's ever told you.

"It's really weird, I know. I just..." Seokmin trails off, face heating up as he swallows. "I just really want us to start a family. It would be nice."

Eyes falling to the sheets, your cheeks start to hurt from how wide you're smiling, and you look back up at Seokmin, nearly flinging yourself on him as you hug him tightly. He's obviously surprised, gasp escaping him as you kiss his neck, and he giggles just seconds later, obviously enamored with your reaction.

"How would this be too soon, Seokkie?" You ask, and Seokmin shakes his head, looking down bashfully as he huffs.

"I don't know, I just...I didn't think you would want to take it that far just yet." Seokmin's voice is soft and innocent, and it makes you smile, taking his chin in your hand as you tilt his face up to look at it. His big brown eyes are sparkling with the light of the bedroom, and you can see the sparkles in it as you shake your head.

"I'm ready for anything you are. I love you so much I'd do anything you ask me without thought." You say softly, leaning in as your lips softly graze Seokmin's. His eyes flutter shut, and he sighs under you, hands placed in your lap as he brushes his hands over your thighs.

"Anything?" He asks quietly, voice a low rumble as his thick eyebrows raise into his bangs. You nod, smiling as you kiss the tip of his pointed nose.

"Absolutely anything, Seokmin."

The smile that comes on your husband's face suddenly makes your will to live for him a little bit longer (as if it wasn't already infinitely long).

[randomblog-things]

summary of the last gose 😜

[kyeomviiee]

YOU CANT CONVINCE ME THAT THEY DONT LOOK THE SAME

[woozinhos]

I just seokmin to put me in place for acting up😞

You know how patient guys are when they are fed up

Notes: god I love writing about Dokyeom so much and I wrote this listening to war of hormones

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Seokmin had warned you not to act up tonight, but you just couldn't help yourself. You were feeling a bit rebellious and decided to test his limits. You had been dancing with some of your friends at the club, ignoring Seokmin's watchful gaze. You had been flirting with other guys, making sure to get as close to them as possible.

When Seokmin finally approached you, his eyes were dark with anger. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. You smirked at him, feigning innocence. "What do you mean? I'm just having fun." Seokmin grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the dance floor, leading you towards the exit. "We're leaving," he said firmly.

Once you were outside, Seokmin turned to you, his expression stern. "You've been a very bad girl tonight," he said, his voice still laced with anger. "I told you to behave, but you just couldn't listen." You looked at Seokmin, surprised by his dominant tone. You had never seen him like this before, and it was turning you on more than you cared to admit.

"I'm sorry," you said meekly, trying to sound remorseful. Seokmin chuckled darkly. "Sorry isn't good enough," he said, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. "You need to be punished." Seokmin's grip on your chin tightened as he led you to the car. He opened the door and pushed you inside, getting in after you.

The ride home was silent, with Seokmin staring straight ahead, his jaw clenched. You could feel the tension in the air, and you knew that you were in for it when you got home. When you finally arrived, Seokmin practically dragged you out of the car and into the house. He slammed the door shut behind you and pushed you up against the wall, pinning your wrists above your head.

"You think you can just act like a little slut in public and get away with it?" he growled, his face inches from yours. You shivered at his words, feeling a mix of fear and arousal. You tried to look away, but Seokmin wouldn't let you.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you," he demanded, his grip on your wrists tightening. "You're going to pay for what you did tonight." He leaned in and bit your neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. You whimpered at the sensation, your body betraying your desire. "I'm going to make sure you remember who you belong to," he whispered in your ear.

And that’s how you ended up in the position you are now. Face down being fucked the the nth time by your boyfriend. Seokmin had you face down on the bed, his hand firmly pressed against the back of your head, keeping you in place. He was pounding into you relentlessly, his hips slamming against your ass with each thrust. You were crying, tears streaming down your face as you took his punishment. Your body was sore and aching, but you couldn't deny how good it felt to be completely dominated by him.

"Is this what you wanted?" Seokmin asked, his voice rough. "You wanted me to punish you like the naughty girl you are?" You tried to speak, but the words came out as a garbled mess. You were too lost in the pleasure and pain to form a coherent sentence. Seokmin chuckled at your inability to respond, enjoying the fact that he had reduced you to a whimpering mess.

"You can't even talk now, can you?" he taunted. "You're just a drooling, whimpering mess. My little slut." He continued to fuck you hard, his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You could feel yourself getting close to another orgasm, your body tensing up in anticipation.

"Are you going to cum again?" Seokmin asked, his hand coming down to spank your ass. "You're such a needy little thing." You let out a loud moan as you felt Seokmin's previous cum mixing with the new load. The sound of it squelching inside you was obscene, but it only turned you on even more. Seokmin was relentless, not giving you a moment to rest. He kept going, his pace even faster than before.

"Cum for me, baby," he growled. "I want to feel you tighten around my cock again." You couldn't hold back any longer, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave. You cried out Seokmin's name as you came, your body shaking uncontrollably. Seokmin groaned as he felt you clenching around him, his own orgasm following shortly after. He buried himself deep inside you, filling you up with his hot cum once more.

He collapsed on top of you, panting heavily. He rolled off to the side and pulled you into his arms, kissing your forehead gently. You snuggled up to him, feeling exhausted and completely spent. Your body was sore, but you felt satisfied in a way that only Seokmin could make you feel.

Seokmin stroked your hair, his touch gentle now that he had gotten out his anger. "You did so well," he murmured. "You took your punishment like a good girl.” You nuzzled into his chest, still trying to catch your breath. "I'm sorry for acting up," you whispered. Seokmin chuckled. "I know you are," he said. "But you needed to be taught a lesson. You can't keep pushing my buttons and expect me to just let it slide."

[zeroseuniverse]

Crush?

Word Count: 510 Summary: “It’s Lee Seokmin. Apparently, he’s been telling people you’ve got a crush on him.” She froze mid-step, her eyes narrowing. “He said what?” Pairing: DK X Fem reader

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The classroom was quiet, save for the low murmur of students chatting in the corner. She was packing up her things when her best friend stormed in, nearly tripping over a desk in their rush to get to her.

“You will not believe what I just heard,” they said, dramatically slamming their bag down on the desk next to her.

She raised an eyebrow, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “What now?”

“It’s Lee Seokmin. Apparently, he’s been telling people you’ve got a crush on him.”

She froze mid-step, her eyes narrowing. “He said what?”

“Yep,” they confirmed, smirking. “Word is, he thinks you’re ‘secretly in love with his charm.’”

She could feel the irritation bubbling in her chest. “Him? Oh, please. I wouldn’t even touch him with a stick.”

“Touch who with a stick?”

The familiar, cheery voice made her groan internally. Speak of the devil. Turning around, she was met with Lee Seokmin himself, leaning casually against the doorframe, a wide grin plastered across his face.

“Why are you even here?” she asked, crossing her arms.

“I heard someone mention me,” he said, stepping into the room like he owned it. “Couldn’t resist coming to see what my biggest fan was saying.”

“Biggest fan?” She scoffed, glaring at him. “The only thing I want to do is beat you with a stick. Or maybe throw one and hope you chase it.”

Her friend choked on their laughter, quickly covering their mouth as Seokmin’s grin widened.

“Wow,” he said, pretending to be offended. “That’s harsh. But I’ll take it as a sign of affection.”

“Affection?” She repeated, incredulous. “More like me resisting the urge to strangle you.”

“You’re always thinking about me, though,” he teased, leaning closer. “Even if it’s in violent ways, it still counts. You can admit it—you’ve got a soft spot for me.”

“Soft spot?” She shot back. “The only spot I have is the one in my head wondering how someone can be this insufferable.”

Seokmin laughed, the sound loud and unrestrained, and for a brief second, she hated how infectious it was.

“Well,” he said, stepping back toward the door, “I guess I’ll just have to keep working on you. Maybe one day you’ll admit you’re secretly charmed by me.”

“Don’t hold your breath,” she muttered.

As he walked out, he turned around to wink at her. “Oh, and for the record, I’d let you beat me with a stick if it meant spending more time with you.”

Her friend burst into laughter the second he was out of earshot. “He’s got you so riled up. It’s hilarious.”

“I am not riled up,” she insisted, though her clenched fists said otherwise.

“Sure, sure,” they said, slinging their bag over their shoulder. “But you’ve gotta admit, he’s good at getting under your skin.”

She rolled her  eyes, but deep down, she couldn’t shake the warmth creeping up her neck. Maybe Seokmin’s charm was more effective than she wanted to admit.

But if he kept pushing his luck, she’d make sure to find the biggest stick possible.

[h0efor2ho]

DK X Reader

TW : Best friends to lovers, Oral (f) Fingering, PIV, Unprotected ( wrap it up kids ) Creampie

WC : 1.7k

You couldn't remember the moment you met Seokmin. Not the first words he said to you, not the first time he made you laugh, or smile or the first time you hung out together. And that simply is because outside of your immediate family, Seokmin is the first person you met after birth. Yup, that always gets you guys puzzled looks when you tell people. When you explain that Seokmin's mom and yours are best friends. So naturally after you were born she was one of the first people to come and visit, bringing little Seokmin along with her. 

As soon as you too could walk you two did everything together. You went to the same school, had the same friends, went on vacation with each others family's. You cant count how many sleepovers in your families living rooms you'v had. Needless to say you two were inseparable, so it wasn't a shock when your families found out you planned on going away to the same college. You two were the best of friends. 

Which is why it was no shock to your friends when you turned down plans to go to a frat party to spend the night in your apartment with Seokmin. Cuddled up on the worn out couch in your little apartment, where you had spent many nights like tonight. The room bathed in the soft glow from the movie, some horror slasher film, casting long shadows over the two of you. You had just turned your head and buried it into the side of Seokmins shoulder as something on screen jumped out at the lead actor. 

It's a second before you feel fingers cupping your chin, his long delicate fingers lifting your face up, his big brown eyes looking at you. "I can't keep pretending, Y/N," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you mean Min' " You ask confused. You get his answer when he leans down placing a small gentle tentative kiss to the corner of your mouth. You gasp at the contact. He pulls back slightly eyes searching yours. "I can't keep pretending that I'm okay with just being friends. I'v been in love with you for years." Your brain short circuits, eyes going wide. 

Seokmin, your best friend of your whole life just confessed his feelings for you. All the years flash before your eyes, all the times he's made you laugh, all the times he's ditched his friends to hang out with you, all the times he's been there letting you cry on his shoulder. All the times you had noticed his looks change over the years, growing into his handsome face. The times you took note of his body after he started going to the gym. All the times his touch made your heart flutter, or the sound of his laugh made your stomach do this flippy thing.  But you always pushed those feelings down. Fear of rejection making you scared to lose him. 

He clears his throat, your silence giving him an answer he thinks. "I... I'm sorry.... I'll go." He quickly stands up, going to make his way to the door. You spring up following him, grabbing his wrist "Wait!" Slowly he turns, looking from where you grip his wrist up to your face.  "I.. Dont go" you say. Your hand sliding down to interlock your fingers with his. An act you have done countless times but this time having renewed meaning. "I.. I don't want you to leave" you say, your heart pounding in your chest. "The truth is, I have loved you for years. I'v never said anything because you mean so much to me and I didn't want to ruin our friendship." 

He takes a step toward you, hand coming up to cup your face, leaning in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Let me show you, how I'v dreamed of ruining this friendship" he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. Before you can say anything he crashes his mouth to yours. The kiss is fierce and demanding and full of need. You quickly wrap your arms around his neck, and lace your fingers through his dark hair. His hands roamed your body, pulling you closer, his desire evident against your hip. You gasp when he dips down, hands cupping your thighs and lifting you into his arms, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist.

He walks the two of yo back to the couch, softly laying you down. Breaking the kiss, his eyes never leaving yours as he placed his hands on the hem of your shirt, his eyes asking the silent question. You shake your head yes, giving him the go ahead. Slowly he pulled your shirt over your head. Your body on fire as he slipped a hand under your bra, his fingers tracing circles around your nipples, sending shivers down your spine, before his hands move to the back to unclasp it, pulling it away from your body. 

You can feel his hands slightly tremble as he cups your bare chest. You watch as he leans down, taking your nipple into his mouth giving it a harsh suck before flicking it with his tounge. Your back aching at the sensation as a moan slips past your lips. He leans over and give your other nipple the same attention. After a few minutes he begins to pepper your chest with kisses as his hands moved to the waist of your jeans. "Please" you whimper out. You didn't realize how bad you'r body had been yerning for his.

His fingers unbutton them with a swift motion before pulling them down and off you completely. His hands moving to your knees to spread your legs open wide for him. Slowly sliding up your thighs, his eyes taking in every exposed inch of your skin till his hands meet the apex of your body. His thumb gliding over your pantie covered center.  "Fuck, Y/N," he groaned, his fingers pressing into the fabric. "You're so wet."

He knelt between your legs as he pulled your panties to the side exposing your core to him, his eyes devouring your naked body. "I've dreamt about this for years," he said, his voice thick with desire as he leaned in, his tongue flicking against your clit. A moan you didnt even think you were capable of slipping past your lips as your back arches off the couch. He lapped at your pussy, his tongue exploring every inch of you. His prominent nose bumping into your clit as his tongue pocked at your entrance. 

"You taste so fucking good," he groaned, his lips vibrating against your clit. He sucked it into his mouth, his tongue flicking against it, as your hands gripping the couch cushions for support. Slowly he slipped two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out in a steady rhythm. "I need you to cum before I can fuck you baby," he murmured, his fingers curling inside you hitting that sweet spot. Your body trembling as you neared the edge, his fingers and tongue working magic on you. All it takes is one more flick of his tongue over you clit before he sends you over the edge. Body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over you, gushing all over his fingers as your core tightens around them.

Slowly he eased his fingers out your entrance. You watch through half lidded eyes as he brings them to his mouth and licks them clean. "God you are the best thing I've ever ever tasted." He says as he stands up. You watch as he starts pulling off his shirt, the abs he's worked hard for on display disappearing into his jeans. You watch as he revels more and more of his body to you as he undos his pants, tugging them down his hips. Your mouth waters as his cock springs free. Hard and throbbing and the pretty pink tip oozing pre cum.

He kneels down between your legs, his cock nudging against your entrance. "Please Min'" You whine out, opening your legs wider for him "Need you so bad" "Fuckkk" he groans as he slides the tip of his cock through your slick folds, bumping your clit before slotting himself at your entrance again. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard," he growled. His eyes locked on yours as he slammed into you, his cock filling you completely. You cried out, your body stretching to accommodate him. "Fuck your so tight" He moans "I'm not gonna last long" He pulled out till just the tip was in you before slamming back in. 

He sets a brutal pace as his cock pumps in and out of your cunt. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his pace quickening. He pounds into you, his cock hitting your g-spot with every thrust. Your body trembling as another orgasm builds, your nails digging into the hard plain of his back. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss. You taste yourself on his tongue as he explores your mouth. "I need to feel you cum on my cock," he growled against your lips. Reaching between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit. He rubs tight circles, as his cock brutally pounds away at you. Its not long before your crying out, your body shaking as you cum all over his cock.

"Fuck yes, thats it baby, squeezing my cock" he moans "Fuck, FUCK" he groans as his thrusts become erratic. You feel his cock twitching deep in you as he slams home and stills. Filling you with ropes of his hot cum. He collapses on top of you, his body slick with sweat as he places soft kisses to the side of your face. Slowly he pulls out of you, being extra careful after you wince at the loss of his length. He rolled over to lay next to you before pulling you into his arms.

"That was....amazing" You panted, your body still trembling as you lay on his chest. He smiled down at you, his eyes shining with satisfaction. He held you close, his heart beating in sync with yours. "So, what now?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. He smiled, his eyes shining with love. "Now I can tell my mom to stop hounding me about confessing to you and asking you out" he laughs. "She knew!?" you ask joining in on his laughter. "Oh yes" he says "Which means your mom does too."  "Oh boy, at this rate we might as well start planning our wedding" you joke. "Yeah, we might as well" he says as he lays a kiss to your forehead.