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[sluttyminghao]

hiii congrats on 10k!!! can you plz do first time with vernon where the reader is a virgin? thank youuuuu luv uuuuuu

The air between you had been thick for a while, consisting of lingering touches and lingering stares. You weren’t nervous anymore, not with him. You just found yourself aching in a way that felt new and magnetic. When your lips found his again, slower this time, deeper, you whispered the words against his mouth:

“I want you.”

Vernon stilled just for a second before his hands slid down your sides slowly, gripping desperately at your hips like he was anchoring himself.

“Are you sure, baby?” That voice of his: low and already a little wrecked, almost like he’d been holding back on this moment for far too long. You nodded, eyes meeting his.

“I’ve never done this before… but I want you to be the first.” He closed his eyes for a beat, his jaw tense. Like the words lit up something dangerous in him, not rough, but hungry.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me,” he murmured, his forehead pressed to yours, and his hands already smoothing under your shirt, slow and reverent. “We’ll go slow. I’ll take care of you.”

And he did: every kiss was deeper and heavier than the last. He undressed you like he was unwrapping a gift he’d been dying to touch, soft fingers trailing over your skin like he wanted to memorise everything.

He guided you to the bed gently, but once you were underneath him, he paused to look at you: spread out and blushing, your eyes wide and wanting.

“God,” he breathed, lips brushing your collarbone. “You’re perfect.”

When he finally touched you, really touched you, it wasn’t tentative. It was confident and practised, but never rushed. He whispered praise after praise between each soft gasp he pulled from your lips:

“That’s it… you like that, huh?” “Let me hear you, baby. Don’t hide it.” “You’re so tight… so good for me.”

When he finally slid himself into you slowly, watching every twitch of your body, every flicker in your expression, he stilled completely, breathing hard against your neck.

“Fuck… you feel like heaven.”

He gave you time to adjust given it was your first time, and kissed you all over your face through it, whispering filth and sweetness in equal measure:

“I’ll go slow. I wanna feel all of you.” “Tell me if anything’s too much.” “You’re mine tonight, all mine.”

And once you adjusted, he began to move, his movements slow but deep, rolling his hips with a devastating rhythm, soft eyes locked onto yours like you were the only thing that existed. The pleasure built gradually, but intensely, until all you could do was hold onto him and gasp his name.

He made sure you finished first, whether it was with fingers, words, or just the way he looked at you, it didn’t matter. He didn’t stop until your body was trembling beneath him. After, he pulled you close, still breathless, his voice warm and rough in your ear:

“If that was your first time… just wait. I’m not done with you yet.”

[mieisunki]

getting caught

alt: caught in an intimate moment with enhypen

ot7 x female reader warnings: suggestive (mdni)

masterlist

heeseung:

heeseung is one of the members that won't get embarrassed when the two of you got caught. he is a grown man, and if he wants to have some fun with his girl, he will. you, on the other hand, are mortified.

the guys and their girls (including you) had rented out a beach house for vacation. and of course for a beach vacation, you had to buy some new swimsuits that you kept a surprise from heeseung. you felt his eyes on you the whole time you guys were playing in the water.

after playing, the guys went to play volleyball while the rest of the girls went to grab something to eat. you weren't hungry, so you were resting on one of the lounge chairs. right when you got fully comfortable and thought you were alone, you felt something pull at your swimsuit tie. you startle, smacking away heeseung's hand while he laughed.

"not cool." you grumbled before you laid back down. you could feel heeseung's eyes on you when you closed your eyes.

"you're right baby." he sat down next to you. "but neither is my smoking hot girlfriend for not giving me any attention."

"what are you waiting for?"

heeseung leaned forward at your question, finally kissing you. your hands reached up, raking through his damp hair while his roamed your exposed skin. he pulled away from your lips, moving down to your neck. his hand had just grazed the edge of your swimsuit when someone cleared their voice.

"you two lasted a lot longer than i thought." you jump at the voice, pulling away from heeseung to see jay standing there with the volleyball. you face turned as red as your swimsuit, but heeseung just smirked at his friend.

"can't blame a guy, can you?" jay rolled his eyes at heeseung.

"at least go to your room, you horndog." heeseung let out a huff before standing up. you thought he was going to go back to the guys. but to your shock, he bent down, scooping you in his arms. your let out a yell as you were thrown over his shoulder. his hand slapped your ass as he carried you back to the house.

"we'll be down later." heeseung called out as he opened the back door. "maybe."

rest under cut

jongseong:

jay, similar to heeseung, will not be embarrassed at all. he will be annoyed at whoever decided to disturb his time with you while you wished the ground would swallow you whole.

jay was in one of the empty studios, trying to figure out a guitar rift when you showed up. he had been waiting to see you all day, so of course he all but threw his guitar before pulling you onto his lap. you straddled his lap as he kissed you like he had been waiting to all day.

"you could say hello first." you smirk as you pull away.

"hi, my pretty girl." he responded to you before kissing you again.

you were more than happy to oblige, kissing him back. his hands rest on your thighs, rubbing soft circles on the exposed skin as your kisses got more heated. he shifted you in his lap, unintentionally grinding you down onto his lap and causing a soft moan to slip past your lips.

the two of you failed to hear the door open. you only knew someone was there when you heard them gasp. you pull away from jay to see jungwon standing there, shocked at what he just walked into. you let out a shocked gasp, hiding your face in jay's shoulder while he glared at jungwon.

"leave."

you heard a small sorry before the door shut. jay wrapped his arms around you as you apologized. "i'm sorry jay. i thought i locked the door."

he would tell you it's okay, more concerned about you than him. you would recover after a few minutes before pulling away and looking at him. you could tell he wanted to continue, but was going to push it just in case you didn't. luckily for him you did, leaning in and kissing him.

"can we continue?" you ask when you pull away. he smiles, nodding his head before kissing your cheek.

"of course, pretty. let's just make sure the door's locked this time."

jaeyun:

jake will be one of the members that would get not necessarily embarrassed for him but for you. he would feel bad for not being careful enough that someone other than him saw you in a compromised position.

the two of you were watching a movie in jake's room. the movie was quickly forgotten, jake in between your open legs as his lips moved heatedly against yours. your legs were wrapped around his waist. your shirt was lifted up, exposing your stomach.

"my gorgeous girl." he mumbled against your lips before he started kissing your neck. his hands were about to push your shirt up more when jake's door opened.

"oh shit. sorry guys." you hear sunghoon's voice, but the door was shut by the time you two looked. jake pulled away from you before running out of the room and yelling at sunghoon for his lack of knocking. once he came back, he had a pout on his face.

"baby, i'm so sorry." he apologized profusely. "i thought i locked the door. i always make sure i do."

"it's okay jake."

you watch him as he triple checked the handle to make sure the door was locked before continuing his apology. "i don't know what happened. i promise it won't happen again."

"hey jake?"

"yes?" he turned to look at you. you were still laying in the same position as before. you motioned to him with your hand.

"shut up and come kiss me."

sunghoon:

sunghoon is another member who not going to be embarrassed about getting caught. he will be similar to jake and get upset if someone saw you in a compromised position that only he was allowed to see.

it was late. the two of you had just finished dinner with the rest of the guys and were laying in bed. all it took was one comment from you for you to end up on top of him, lips pressed to his. his hands were resting on your hips- tracing circles on the exposed skin.

you had just sat up, sunghoon removing your shirt and leaving you in your bra, before kissing down sunghoon's neck. you grinded down on him causing a groan to slip past his lips when all of a sudden you were on your side. you didn't see jake open the door to sunghoon's bedroom, but he did. he pulled the blanket over you before blocking you completely from jake's view.

"do you know how to fucking knock?"

you peak around to see a red faced jake standing there. "sorry man. we were going to get ice cream and wanted to see if you two wanted any."

"clearly not."

"right." jake nodded before leaving. "sorry, yn."

"don't talk to her."

sunghoon quickly got up, pushing jake out of the room before slamming (and locking) the door. you sat up, blanket falling away from you as you watch your clearly upset boyfriend.

"i'm sorry, baby." he apologized as he made his way back to bed. "i thought i locked the door."

"its okay, hoon." you smile before reaching up and unhooking your bra before throwing it at him. "you can just make it up to me the rest of the night."

seonwoo:

this poor baby is going to be so embarrassed. he's never going to be able to face his members again. the two of you really didn't mean to. you were hanging out at the dorms, and sunoo said that all of his other members were out, leaving just you two.

it started out pg. the two of you were baking because sunoo said he wanted to try out this new cookie recipe. the cookies just went into the oven, and you were cleaning up the mess. the only issue is that sunoo looked way too good while washing dishes.

"it should be illegal for someone to look this good while washing dishes." sunoo laughed at your 'complaint.' he leaned over, kissing the pout off of your lips.

"it should be illegal for you to wear that dress, but you don't see me complaining." once sunoo had dried his hands, he pulled you into a hug- letting his hands drift to your ass and squeezing.

that was how you ended up pressed up against the counter. sunoo's lips had just left yours and were trailing heated kisses down your neck. your hands drifted in his hair, pulling slightly when he sucked a mark on your neck.

"really guys? the kitchen?" the two of you jumped when you heard riki's voice. you see him looking at the two of you with an amused look. "can't even get some water in peace around here."

you smile while apologizing, not really reacting to him catching you. sunoo, on the other hand, kept his head in your neck, refusing to look at riki while mumbling how he was never going to live this down. "i blame you for this."

"me?" you laughed, pulling away from him to get the cookies when the timer went off.

"yes you! why do you always have to look so good?" he exclaimed.

"if i look so good, can we continue what we started?" you look over at sunoo after you set the cookies down. the both of you knew that he never said no to you. he grabbed your hand, pulling you close to him.

"of course we can. just in the privacy of my room."

jungwon:

jungwon is going to be very similar to sunoo in the fact that he is going to be very embarrassed. you don't even get a chance to be embarrassed due to how embarrassed jungwon is. though he does recover faster than sunoo.

his group dance practice had ended, and he was alone in the practice room working on a solo dance. you were sitting against the mirror, holding the phone steady while recording him. your boyfriend always looked good while dancing, and today was no exception.

the song had just ended, and you stood up before handing jungwon the phone. he smiled at you before kissing you softly. "thanks for filming."

"of course." you smile, standing on your toes to kiss him again. his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to him. your arms snaked around his neck as the kiss got more heated.

he pushes you backward against the mirror before his your lips leave his. he tilts his head as you kiss down his neck. his hands squeeze your waist when you kisses a sensitive area.

"oh!" the two of you jump when you heard sunoo. his face was just as red as jungwon's as he walked over to his bag. "sorry guys. i forgot my bag."

after he grabbed the bag, he quickly ran out of the room. you stifle a laugh as your clearly embarrassed boyfriend pulled you into his arms. "are you finished? or did you want to run through the dance one more time?"

"actually, there is one more thing i want to do." he mumbled as he pulled away. you fully expected him to go back to his phone to restart the song to dance to again. instead, he turned on some random playlist before locking the door. as soon as he turn to you with a smirk, you knew exactly what he wanted to do.

"and what do you want to do?"

he motioned his head for you to come to him. "you'll have to come here and find out."

riki:

riki will try so hard to be nonchalant. he will pretend like he's not the embarrassed boy you know he is. it will last until the member leaves before he's burying his face in your neck while wishing the ground would swallow him whole.

the two of you were in the living room. the rest of the guys were scattered off doing who knows what. you were sitting in between riki's legs while the two of you played a game on the tv. you had just let out a groan when riki won at the last second. he laughed in victory as his arms tightened around you.

"another win for me."

"shut up." you grumble pushing him away from you. he tightened his arms around you. "dude, lighten your grip. i can't breathe."

"i will if you give me a kiss."

you tilt your head up, puckering your lips for him. he smiled before leaning down and kissing you. his hands drops the controller before he cups your cheeks. you smile as you pull away.

"i love you."

he smiles, pulling you into another kiss. "i love you too baby."

"what do we have here?" the two of you pull apart to see heeseung smiling at you two. "on our couch? we sit here, you know."

"how many times have we caught you and your girl on this said couch?" riki questioned with a raised eyebrow while he tried to keep his composure, but the tips of his hears turned red from embarrassment.

"touché." he held up his hands before he left the room. "use protection."

you couldn't help but laugh at the comment. riki let out a groan before hiding his face in your neck. you brush off his embarrassment, picking up the controller once again. "i want a rematch."

"no."

"no? you scared i'll win?" you question with a smirk. he lifts up his head, resting it on your shoulder. all it took was one look from him to understand what he wanted. "you want to keep going, don't you?"

"maybe." he mumbled. you let out a sigh as you pull away from him.

"come on."

[enhaeil]

ALL MINE ! ☆ 박종성

—telling husband!jay to "get out" while you change.

✩ ₊˚

you saw a trend on tiktok of people telling their husbands to get out while they change just to see their reaction, and you thought it'd be hilarious to try it on jay.

"jay, baby, can you come here?" you yell from the bathroom, jay immediately making his way towards you.

"yeah?" he says appearing behind you.

"i don't know what to wear today and i wanted your opinion.." you say putting on your best acting skills.

"well what're your options, baby?" he says, stepping closer to the dresses in your hand.

"i was thinking between these two.."

jay puts his hand on his chin, clearly thinking hard about his decision, not paying any mind to you trying to stiffle a laugh.

"hmm .. i think you should go with the black one. you know I really love black on you. plus we can match." he says, wrapping his arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"okay, thank you! can you step out while I get changed?"

jay tries to hide it, but you don't fail to notice how his eyebrows furrow for a few seconds.

"yeah, of course baby, but ... why? everything okay?" he says, backing up to look at you.

"i'm fine!" you respond, playing it cool. "i just want to change real quick. just step out please?"

jay doesn't move, in fact he leans against the doorframe, eyes narrowing.

"wait, baby... we've been married for three years." he says slowly.

you nod, gesturing past the door with a teasing smile. "and you can spend the next three in the hallway if you don't scoot!"

he scoffs, stepping closer. "and also we, yes we, just had sex like ... this morning. in this exact room."

"Jay!" you giggle, trying not to break character.

"why are you acting brand new? like all this ain't mine, love." he teases, hands flying to your waist. your lips twitch as you try not to look at him.

"i mean you told me it was mine, remember? several times. loudly."

"Jay, please—" you finally break into laughter, hitting him with your shirt.

he pretends to be hurt, before playfully smacking your ass.

"that's what i thought!"

a/n: this is a very old draft like MONTHS ago.

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[shyoko]

They are caught in an intimate moment. ☆

This writing is my own; no copies, adaptations, or translations are allowed. I hope you like it. (English is not my first language.) 

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☆ Contains adult content. !!

Heeseung☆

You never imagined that baking cookies could turn into such a heated make-out session.

Maybe it was the long wait while the oven did its job, or perhaps it was Heeseung’s lingering touches on your skin—light, teasing, yet electrifying. Whatever the reason, the result was undeniable: you were trapped in his arms, your back pressed against the cool kitchen counter as his lips moved hungrily against yours.

Heeseung lifted you effortlessly, settling you onto the counter as his hands wandered freely over your body. A shaky breath escaped your lips when his fingers found the hem of your shirt, and in the blink of an eye, it was discarded onto the floor. His mouth trailed eagerly down your skin, leaving a burning path in its wake.

But the moment shattered in an instant.

—Oh, for God’s sake! Really? Is there nowhere else in this house?! —Jay’s exasperated voice cut through the air, freezing you in place.

Heeseung tensed immediately, his wide eyes locking onto yours in a mix of shock and panic. In a clumsy rush, he grabbed your shirt and helped you cover yourself, his voice caught between an apology and a weak defense.

—How was I supposed to know you were here?

Jay let out an exaggerated sigh, crossing his arms with pure frustration while you struggled to catch your breath and regain your composure.

Damn cookies.

Jay☆

You had decided to stop by the studio to visit the guys, and there you found Jay completely immersed in his guitar practice, rehearsing for his upcoming covers.

You knocked softly on the door, and after a few seconds, a visibly exhausted Jay opened it. His tired eyes and slightly tousled hair only made him look even more attractive.

—Did you not sleep well? —you asked with a hint of concern.

Jay gave you a small, lazy smile, his deep, husky voice filling the space between you.

—Not really… Think you could help wake me up a little? —his tone was sweet, but there was something undeniably mischievous in his gaze.

And just like that, within minutes, you were straddling his lap, feeling him buried deep inside you. According to him, this helped him relax and focus better—but the truth was, every time he shifted, whether to adjust his position or reach for something on the table, the friction sent waves of pleasure through your body, making it harder and harder to stay still.

The heat pooling inside you became unbearable, and after minutes of this slow, torturous game, you couldn’t take it anymore.

—Jay… stop moving, or I swear I’ll start bouncing on you —you warned, your voice shaky with frustration and desire.

He let out a low chuckle, his fingers tightening around your waist.

—Oh, sweetheart… don’t even try. I need to concentrate.

But if he wanted to play, so would you.

Without hesitation, you began moving against him, challenging him. His breathing turned ragged almost instantly, and though he tried to hold you still, the pleasure was too much—forcing small, breathy moans past his lips, mixing with your own.

Everything was going perfectly… until it all went to hell.

—Hey, Jay, could you help me wi—…?

Jungwon’s voice cut off abruptly. His eyes widened in shock, his entire body freezing at the sight in front of him.

You went completely still, your heart hammering in your chest as Jay tensed beneath you. The silence that followed was so thick it was suffocating.

Jay was the first to react, his voice coming out harsher than he intended.

—Jungwon… get out. Now.

The younger boy blinked rapidly, clearly in disbelief, before turning on his heel and stumbling out of the room as fast as he could.

Jay let out a long, frustrated sigh before lifting you off him effortlessly and settling you onto his chair. Leaning in close, his lips brushed against your ear, his voice dropping to a dangerously low whisper.

—I'll deal with you later… Don’t think for a second that I’ll forget how naughty you’ve been.

And with that, he walked out after Jungwon, as if nothing had happened.

But you both knew this wasn’t over.

Jake☆

What started as a quiet movie night ended with Jake pressing you down onto the mattress, his body hovering over yours as his hands slowly explored every curve of your back.

—Are you going to be good for me, baby? —he whispered against your ear, his deep voice vibrating through your skin—. Are you going to let me make you mine?

His lips trailed down your bare back, leaving warm, open-mouthed kisses as his hands settled firmly on your waist. His touch was slow but sure, and just as he finally filled you completely, the sudden sound of a phone ringing shattered the atmosphere.

Jake let his head fall against your shoulder, letting out a low groan of frustration before reaching for the device. Without pulling away from you, he quickly silenced the call and tossed the phone onto the mattress.

—They couldn’t have picked a worse time… —he muttered with a smirk before refocusing on you.

He pulled you closer, pressing your back against his chest as he resumed his movements. His lips found your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

But then the phone rang again.

Jake tensed for a moment before letting out an annoyed sigh.

—Give me a second… —he murmured irritably.

Still holding onto you, he grabbed the phone and accepted the call. Before speaking, he leaned down, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered in a teasing tone:

—Be quiet for me, okay, pretty girl?

You nodded quickly, biting your lip to suppress any sound.

—Ni-ki? —he answered, his voice still rough.

He tried to focus on the conversation, but right then, his hips moved involuntarily, and the pleasure that coursed through your body was too much to suppress. A muffled moan escaped your lips before you could stop it, forcing you to slap a hand over your mouth.

Too late.

—What the fuck, Jake?! —Niki’s voice rang out, clearly horrified—. Don’t tell me you’re fucking your girlfriend while talking to me! That’s fucking disgusting, dude!

Jake let out a deep chuckle, still holding you firmly against him.

—I'll call you later —he said casually, hanging up without a second thought.

He tossed the phone aside, his hands immediately returning to you, roaming your body possessively before leaning down to kiss your neck again.

—Now… where were we?

The suggestive tone in his voice and the way his fingers tightened around you made it clear—he had no intention of letting you go anytime soon.

Sunghoon☆

You had made plans to have lunch with Sunghoon, Jake, and Jay at a restaurant near the company after they finished their rehearsal. Everything seemed normal as you walked to the place, joking and chatting about random things.

Once seated, each of you ordered your food, and the conversation flowed naturally while you waited. But then, out of nowhere, you felt a warm hand rest on your knee.

Your body tensed immediately. You turned your head toward Sunghoon, giving him a warning look, but he remained as nonchalant as ever, carrying on with the conversation as if nothing was happening. His fingers started moving slowly, tracing light circles on your skin.

You tried to ignore him, forcing yourself to focus on the conversation, but the heat from his palm was impossible to disregard. And just when you thought he might stop, his hand began creeping higher, sliding up your thigh at an agonizingly slow pace.

A shiver ran down your spine. Your breathing grew heavier as his fingers grazed the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, so dangerously close to your underwear that every little touch made you hold your breath.

Discreetly, you caught his wrist in an attempt to stop him, but Sunghoon only pressed further, his fingers slipping between your legs with excruciating slowness.

The first direct touch had you biting your lips to keep quiet.

His caresses were soft but torturous, teasing you mercilessly as you struggled to keep a straight face in front of the others.

Just then, the food arrived. You sighed in relief, thinking that he would finally stop, but you were wrong. His hand didn’t move away—if anything, his touch became even more persistent.

You felt his fingers toying with the thin fabric of your underwear before effortlessly slipping beneath it.

Your back arched slightly, and on instinct, you gripped his wrist more firmly, silently begging him to stop. But Sunghoon only smirked in satisfaction, clearly enjoying the way your body reacted to him without anyone noticing.

Small, restrained gasps caught in your throat, and when your thighs tried to clamp shut, he simply nudged them apart again, his fingers growing bolder in their exploration.

And then, out of nowhere, a sudden jolt brought everything to a halt.

Sunghoon stiffened instantly, pulling his hand away in an instant. He frowned and looked up to see who had interrupted him.

Jake.

The blond was staring at him, his expression neutral, but his slightly furrowed brows made his disapproval clear. Sunghoon shifted uncomfortably in his seat, cleared his throat, and without saying a word, picked up his chopsticks and started eating as if nothing had happened.

You did the same, though your heart was still pounding, and the heat in your cheeks was impossible to hide.

Jay, completely oblivious to the situation, narrowed his eyes at the two of you.

—What the hell is up with you two? —he asked suspiciously.

No one answered. Sunghoon focused on his food, you avoided eye contact, and Jake smirked slightly, clearly satisfied with his intervention.

Jay let out a sigh, still confused.

Sunoo☆

For Sunoo, getting caught in the act was all part of the plan.

He had spent weeks listening to the guys tease him about how sweet and innocent he was, how unlikely it was for him to be with a girl. At first, he laughed it off, but over time, it started to wear on him. Did they really think he wasn’t capable of making someone feel good?

It was time to prove them wrong. And who better to help him do that than you—his best friend?

No words were needed. Just a single moment of tension, a look filled with intent, and the briefest touch before his lips crashed onto yours in a hungry, heated kiss—like you had both been waiting for this moment all along.

Before you could even process it, you were lying on the couch in the living room, Sunoo hovering over you, his body pressing against yours with the perfect mix of softness and urgency. He knew the guys would be back any minute, but rather than worry, the thought only seemed to excite him more.

His lips trailed down to your neck, leaving warm, open-mouthed kisses as his hands roamed freely.

—God… you’re so perfect —he murmured against your lips, his voice husky with desire.

One of his hands slid up to cup your breast gently, while the other trailed lower, fingertips tracing along your stomach before slipping between your thighs. With practiced ease, he found the hem of your underwear and, without breaking his rhythm, slid it down your legs before stuffing it into the pocket of his pants with a smug smile.

The first touch of his fingers against your bare skin made you arch your back. He moved with such confidence, such precision, that you couldn’t hold back a breathy sigh. Sunoo seemed to revel in your every reaction, his lips grazing your skin, leaving faint marks as he went.

And just as the tension reached its peak…

The door swung open.

The sudden sound snapped both of you out of the moment. Your heads turned simultaneously toward the entrance, where the guys stood frozen in place, eyes wide with shock, their faces a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

The room fell into complete silence.

But Sunoo didn’t even flinch.

With the utmost composure, he stood up without letting go of you and effortlessly scooped you into his arms. Turning to the stunned group, he flashed a radiant smile, clearly enjoying the effect his little stunt had caused.

—Oh wow, guys… didn’t expect you back so soon —he said, his tone laced with amusement—. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure to lock the door this time.

He shot them a playful wink before chuckling softly and carrying you off to his room, leaving them standing in stunned silence in the middle of the living room.

Mission accomplished.

Jungwon☆

The boys were just about to go on stage, each of them finishing up their preparations before the big moment. The backstage was pure chaos—stylists rushing back and forth, crew members making last-minute adjustments, and the deafening sound of the audience filling the air.

Amidst all the commotion, Jungwon suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing your wrist and quickly pulling you into the dressing room. The door clicked shut behind him, and before you could even ask what was going on, his body was already pressing yours against the wall.

—Baby, I need you… —his voice was low and breathless, his eyes burning with desire.

You looked at him in confusion until your gaze dropped down—and suddenly, you understood.

—Wonnie… you have to be on stage in seven minutes —you whispered, trying to ignore the sudden heat pooling in your stomach.

He gave you a half-smirk, his fingers trailing softly down your waist.

—That’s exactly how long I need for you to help me with this —he murmured, leaning in just enough for his lips to brush against yours.

A shiver ran down your spine. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this here—not with so many people outside, not with so little time—but the way his body reacted to yours, the desperation in his eyes, the slight tremble in his breath… you couldn’t resist.

You dropped to your knees, your pulse pounding in your ears as your fingers worked quickly to undo his belt. Jungwon let out a shaky sigh as your hands wrapped around him, his body tensing at the first touch.

His fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your movements with barely restrained need.

—God… just like that… —he groaned softly, biting his lip to keep quiet.

His grip tightened slightly, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. Every sound that slipped past his lips sent waves of heat through your body, making you revel in the way he melted under your touch.

But then, the door suddenly swung open, shattering the moment.

—What the hell is going on here?!

Sunghoon’s firm, exasperated voice made you freeze instantly. Jungwon let out a frustrated grunt and quickly pulled away, fumbling to fix his clothes.

Sunghoon stared at the two of you, a mix of disbelief and irritation on his face.

—We’re about to go on stage, get dressed already, idiot —he huffed, crossing his arms.

Jungwon let out a heavy sigh, still trying to steady his breathing. Before leaving, he leaned in close to you, his lips brushing your ear as he murmured with a playful pout:

—Promise me you’ll take care of me later… I want more.

And with one last look filled with silent promises, he followed Sunghoon out, leaving you standing there, heart racing and body still burning, knowing this wasn’t over.

Ni-ki☆

It seemed like Jake had only one mission: to make Niki jealous by shamelessly flirting with you.

He spent the entire afternoon showering you with sweet compliments, winking at you, and cracking jokes that made you laugh—all while Niki watched from a distance, his frown deepening and his jaw tightening more and more.

At first, he tried to ignore it. But when he saw Jake leaning in too close, his arm brushing against yours with far too much confidence, his patience finally snapped.

Without a word, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

—Why the hell are you letting Jake flirt with you like that?! —he blurted out, his voice filled with frustration.

—Niki, oh my God, it’s not even tha—

Your words never made it out. Before you could finish, his lips crashed onto yours with overwhelming urgency.

This wasn’t a soft, playful kiss like usual. It was hungry, possessive, as if he needed to make it clear once and for all that you were his.

His hands roamed your body with desperation, gripping your waist before sliding down to squeeze your hips, pulling you even closer against him. You let out a quiet gasp against his lips, which only seemed to ignite him further.

—Tell me I’m the only one for you —he murmured breathlessly, his warm breath fanning against your lips.

His hand slipped under your shirt, trailing up your skin until it reached your chest, his grip firm yet teasing.

—Of course, you’re the only one for me, Niki —you whispered without hesitation.

The kiss deepened instantly, growing more desperate, more consuming… until the door swung open.

—Oh, for God’s sake —Sunoo’s voice broke the moment—. I came to check if you were okay after Jake’s little joke, but I see you’re being very well taken care of… so I’ll just leave.

He rolled his eyes with an amused chuckle before shutting the door behind him, leaving both of you breathless and flushed.

Niki let out a frustrated sigh, resting his forehead against your shoulder.

—Great… exactly what I needed.

But when he looked back at you, his eyes told a different story.

This wasn’t over.

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ Self-On Kode with Mark ⋆⭒˚.⋆

idol!Mark x f!idol!reader

summary: you and you boyfriend Mark are paired up for an interview, but do you even know you're texting each other? No.

(cw: f!reader, idol!reader)

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Mark got comfortable in the plush, pink chair of the Kode set with a shy smile, "Ah hello, I'm Mark from NCT." He pushes his earbuds into his ears and begins playing his music, "today I'll be known as Cheetah. Um, I couldn't really think of anything else and the fans already call me a cheetah so it was easy to think of."

On the opposite side of the wall, you settle into your own chair while smiling at the camera while introducing yourself, "I was so confused when I was asked to pick a wild cat as my screen name. It was such an oddly specific category, and even weirder when you told me cheetah was already taken. Anyway, I chose Tiger because they're the next prettiest."

Your music begins to play through your earbuds as your phone vibrates from the first message from your partner. "Yo?" you read in confusion, staring at your screen with pure confusion, "is that it? This is a man isn't it? Girls don't talk like this."

On the other side of the wall Mark laughs softly, covering his mouth as he reads the message. "This person is so happy. I've never seen anyone write hi with this many i's."

You and Mark text back and forth for a while, sharing your hobbies and sending memes back and forth until the both of your are giggling madly on your respective sides of the set. Of course, after nearly 2 years together you'd know how to make each other laugh, even without knowing you're texting each other. Your partner still doesn't give you any identifying traits or hints as to who they are. Well, besides clearly being a man based on how he texts.

Following the instruction of the staff, you send a screenshot of your home screen. You pout, feeling slightly bad for your partner. Just two days ago you'd gotten a new phone and hadn't yet had the time to make it yours. It was stuck with the boring default background and a handful of apps you considered to be essential. You explain as much with the text accompanying the screenshot.

And Mark's screenshot? Well, it might as well be just as boring as yours. He has the blur set on the photo so all you see is an indistinct mess of colors. Two distinct blobs which could be the shape of two people or two flowers or two guitars or two cats.

"Wow," you say as you typed out the word, "we are two very boring people. You really don't want me to know who you are."

Mark laughs out brightly while he reads your text, "me? You haven't even changed your own yet!"

"I told you I just got a new phone and haven't had time yet!" You laugh to yourself while typing out your message.

Your joking back and forth gets the two of you off track while you playfully poke fun at each other back and forth until the staff ask you both who you think you're texting. Mark looks at the camera while he tries to think, "I have no clue. It's a girl, surely but it could be anyone. Do you pick random people off the street to do these videos?"

On the other side of the wall, you blush softly, covering your face while your face cools down, "is it weird if I say it's my boyfriend? He just seems so much like Mark."

It's one of the few times you've ever referred to Mark as your boyfriend for any sort media. You and Mark had technically been a public couple for about a year now, since your respective companies had come out with their statements to reveal your relationship. How you'd been able to conceal a year of your relationship was beyond the both of you. Well, a lot of dark, oversized clothes and hats and masks to conceal your faces.

After the company statements, you and Mark seemed to be even better at hiding. You barely glanced at each other at award shows, and if you did, it was only friendly, nothing that could be interpreted as anything else. There were very few glimpses into your relationship beyond birthday and anniversary posts with obscured faces and sharing each other's most recent comebacks on your stories. Privacy was something you both valued and of course you were more than ok with doing any type of promotion with Mark, it just never worked out that way. Until now (not that you knew). Plus, it wasn't like this interview would give anyone any important details of your relationship anyway.

When the staff prompt you both to share a screenshot of your most recently listened to songs, you stare at your screen with a look of blank surprise, "this is just a mix of Drake and Justin Bieber. It's Mark, it has to be."

You zoom in on the picture, mumbling about how you see more music that is so distinctly Mark while on the other side Mark looks at the screenshot you send excitedly. "She's a fan! Of me! Wow, she's listened to Child and Golden Hour and 200! Ok, I have to chill out a bit," he tells himself even as he types out his message telling you that you have good music taste.

You snort at his message just as the staff laugh at the exchange at the same time. The head producer instructs you both to find your baby pictures to send to the other.

You look up from your phone, looking at the camera and the staff, "surely, you'd think a couple who have been together for this long have seen pictures of each other when they were kids, right?" The staff nods in response before you speak again, "well, we haven't! I've only seen what has been posted online. Same for him!"

Mark sends you a picture of him as a baby where he's a few months old and you coo immediately. You zoom in as close as you can drawing your phone closer to you face as you star adoringly at the baby on your screen. "He's the cutest little thing I've ever seen! I've never seen a cuter baby in my life! Oh, I just want to squeeze his cheeks and cuddle him," you gush over the adorable picture of the chubby baby boy with an adoring look on your face.

Mark looks at his phone, the camera, the staff, his phone again, the camera again with a look of pure and utter confusion as he looks at what he can only assume is a child covered in frosting. "You can barely tell this is a human, how is this supposed to help me figure out who I've been texting?" Mark asks, zooming in on the picture while the staff bursts out in laughter. When he finds out who he's talking to...

So when he staff ask for a final guess as to who you've been texting you say Mark's name confidently while Mark ultimately utters out, "Maybe someone from a girl group... maybe it's Yeri."

When the staff ask you both to stand and get ready to face each other to reveal yourselves. Instead of walking toward Mark, you find yourself behind the set so you're behind Mark.

Mark walks forward slowly, waiting to see when he'll spot his interview partner, but when he sees an empty spot, he faces the camera and the staff with a quizzical smile, "was I talking to a ghost?"

They laugh softly and murmur amongst themselves while you finally reach forward and tap his shoulder softly. Mark jumps, completely scared by the touch. He turns to you with his eyes wide with surprise, "you?!"

"Yes, me!"

After you're both seated at the high top table and calmed down from the surprise meeting with on another, you're both ready to talk to each other in front of the camera once again. You smile softly at your boyfriend, "I knew it was you."

Mark scoffs, "how?"

"Yo," you repeat the word from his first message with a poor imitation of his voice, "all the Drake, all the Bieber-- oh my gosh, Mark! Your baby picture!"

Mark laughs, taking your hand in his out of view of the camera, "speaking of baby pictures, what did you send me?"

Your brows furrow softly at his question, "I sent you a picture of me as a baby."

"There's no way that was you. You look like a little cake monster."

"It was from my first birthday..." you pout at Mark.

"Don't get pouty with me, you were completely covered, how could I have known? I can pout too! My face used to be your homescreen and now it's the plain default screen," Mark tells you with a playful pointed look.

"Mark," you deadpan, "you were with me when I got my new phone."

"Oh yeah..." Mark blushes with embarrassment.

"Anyway, who did you think I was?"

Mark squeezes your hand nervously beneath the table, his thumb rubbing at your knuckles a little anxiously, "I had no clue, to be honest. I knew you were a girl but I didn't know it was you."

When the staff ask Mark how he didn't know but you did, all he can do is blush and laugh out a nervous response. You turn to him with a playful accusatory look of your own, "yeah, how come you didn't know?"

"I don't really pay attention to how you text, just what we text about..."

You and the staff coo as you pinch his cheeks and cup his face lovingly, "you're so cute, but you were cuter as a baby."

"My mom says the same thing," Mark rolls his eyes.

Your conversation winds down and you both pose for the selfie at the end. You both pull silly faces, cheeks pressed together and eyes scrunched shut with your tongues sticking out.

Despite the stupid picture you both took, the screen fades to black with a completely different picture of you and Mark laughing while looking at each other with hearts in your eyes and bright smiles on your faces.

[senascoop]

ꣀ꣒ ASKING ENHYPEN — HOW MANY KIDS THEY WANT? . . 엔하이펜 ☁︎

pairing, enhypen × afab reader . . . genre, scenario(s), fluff, reactions . . . word count, 190-240 each . . . [LIBRARY]

. , LEE HEESEUNG ☁︎ 이희승 !

“Hee,” you called quietly, sipping on your hot chocolate while the warmth permeated the serene void between you. You leaned against the armrest and kept watching Heeseung as he scrolled through social media to the sound of his almost inaudible humming amidst the stillness of the room. “You never told me how many kids you want,” you said as if you really were trying to find out.

Heeseung paused for a moment before a slow smile spread over his face, his eyes wide and animated as he put his phone down. It was clear that he had been waiting for this question. “Three. Definitely,” he said, nodding with the kind of certainty one might expect after years of pondering. You arched your brow, trying not to laugh. “But then what's it going to be like when you have three mini Heeseungs running wild? A nightmare,” you stated, looking at him impassively.

His eyes widened, and he shot you a mock parody glare that could only be described as mild offense. “What did you just say?” He said, leaning in closer and speaking as though utterly astonished. You just couldn't help it anymore: a laugh escaped you in the form of a chesty giggle, and you leaned back, confiding in your hot chocolate for salvation. “I'm just kidding!” you squeaked through the giggles.

. , PARK JONGSEONG ☁︎ 박종성 !

“Baby, how many kids do you want?” you asked, slipping your arms around Jay’s waist from behind, your chin resting on his shoulder as he stirred the steaming pot of noodles on the stove. “Did my cooking skills impress you that much?” he teased, glancing at you with a smirk. His free hand reached down to pat yours, resting comfortably on his stomach.

You laughed softly. “Maybe,” you admitted, your voice warm with affection. “But I’m serious. How many kids do you want?” Jay paused, the sound of bubbling noodles filling the momentary silence. His gaze grew thoughtful as he tilted his head slightly. “Two,” he said confidently, his tone steady. “It’d be nice to have one of each—a boy and a girl. Balance, you know?”

You grinned, nuzzling closer. “What if they’re both boys? Or both girls?” you pressed, curious to hear his answer. Jay hummed, as if mulling it over, before turning off the stove and setting the spoon down. He spun around in your arms to face you, his expression playful yet soft. “Honestly?” he said, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. “As long as they’re healthy, I couldn’t care less. But if they’re both boys…” He paused, raising an eyebrow. “Double trouble.”

You giggled, swatting his chest lightly. “And if they’re both girls?” He grinned, pulling you closer. “Guess I’ll just be outnumbered, won’t I?”

. , SIM JAEYUN ☁︎ 심재윤 !

“How many kids do you want?” you asked, casually breaking the silence while the two of you sat tangled on the couch, the light of the television casting shadows. His gaze dropped unstably from the screen to you, amusement winking in constricted lines across his brow of confusion. “We already have one: Layla,” he declared, pointing to the dog stretched across his lap, her head comfortably laid on his thigh.

Rolling your eyes, you let out a huff. “Jake. I meant a human baby,” you explained, resting your chin on his shoulder to gauge his expression. He hesitated in thought, his fingers mindlessly playing with Layla's ear. “One is enough,” he said offhandedly between mouthfuls of popcorn, as though deciding the fate of your entire future after that bite.

For a moment, you grinned in mock disbelief. “One? Just like that? What if I want two?” He just turned to you, slipping into a devilish smile. “One is a smart number. Two? Think of the double the mess and double the drama. One? We can keep ‘em outnumbered,” he explained in a teasing tone, though his eyes sparkled with affection.

. , PARK SUNGHOON ☁︎ 박성훈 !

“Hey Hoon,” you said rather casually, tracing invisible patterns on the couch while leaning against him. “In the future when we have kids...would you want a boy or a girl?”

Sunghoon felt his face flush immediately; it was as if he had not expected you to ask the question. He nervously cleared his throat and shifted a little. “Is this a test?” he asked in a higher-than-usual voice. You could see the moment of hesitation that was thinking there could be something to it-a faint worry on the face of being caught in trickery, because he knew you would ask many innocent questions previously that often spiraled into an argument.

You shook your head, smiling and trying to play it light. “Don't worry, I'm just curious.” He paused for a second, biting his lip, returned his gaze to you, carefully considering his answer. “A girl...?” he murmured, a slight tremble in his voice. There was something very sweet about him being shy; you liked it. “A girl, huh? Well, I like that. Sometimes I think I'd like to ask you a real question: how many kids do you want?”

This caught Sunghoon off guard again because of your sudden shift; he blinked at this. He took a second, his face still a little flushed as he whispered slowly, “Umm... probably... one...?” you blinked, trying not to laugh at how serious he was about it. “Just one? You aren't even considering the option of having a second or a third in the future?” He shrugged, his expression softening as he leaned closer. “One should suffice for me, especially if it is a girl."

. , KIM SUNOO ☁︎ 김수누 !

“Babe...” you started, your voice soft with a hint of nervousness as you gazed at Sunoo, who was casually sipping his water. You felt a flutter in your chest, wondering how he'd respond. “How many kids do you want in the future?” Sunoo didn’t even hesitate. His eyes twinkled as he smiled at you, the corners of his lips lifting in that signature grin that always made your heart skip. With a playful sparkle in his eyes, he held up three fingers, still holding his bottle of water, clearly not bothered by the question at all.

You raised an eyebrow, amused by how easily he had the answer ready. “Three?” you repeated, trying to hide your smile. It was clear he’d thought about this a lot, and you couldn’t help but admire how effortlessly he was embracing the idea of the future with you. “Yep, three,” he confirmed, his grin widening as he swallowed the water. He set the bottle down and nudged your shoulder, leaning in closer. “You know, one for you, one for me, and one for us. Perfect team.”

Your heart melted at his words, and you leaned into him, feeling a warmth spread through you. Sunoo was everything you could ever want, and the thought of a future with him felt like a dream come true.

. , YANG JUNGWON ☁︎ 양정원 !

Jungwon wasn’t surprised by your random question—it was just another one of those things you did. As you straddled his lap on the couch, your fingers brushing through his hair, you asked casually, “How many kids do you want?” He paused, his lips curving into a small, knowing smile before planting a quick peck on your lips. “One,” he muttered against your mouth, as if it was the most natural answer.

You blinked, taken aback. “That’s it?” you asked, genuinely curious. You expected something a little more ambitious, but there he was, casually dropping his answer like it was no big deal. Jungwon stifled a chuckle, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Why?” he asked, genuinely curious at your reaction. You puffed out your cheeks in mock frustration. “Why not more? I mean, we’re both working, we can afford it,” you reasoned, trying to make your case.

He nodded, a soft smile still playing at the corners of his lips. “True,” he agreed. “But... the living costs, you know?” You opened your mouth to argue, but before you could get the words out, he pulled you closer, his hands gently resting on your hips. “One is still enough, sweetie,” he whispered, his tone light but affectionate. The sincerity in his eyes melted your protest away. “Fine,” you muttered, resting your forehead against his. “I guess one sounds perfect with you.”

. , NISHIMURA RIKI ☁︎ 리키 !

“Riki, how many kids do you want to have?” you asked casually, mushing against his chest, your arms lazily around his neck in your usual cuddle contentment. His hands are frozen. Random shapes traced on your back now are interrupted mid-motion. Before you could think, he switched positions: he flipped you onto your back and pinned you beneath him in one smooth shift.

“What are you doing?” you squeaked, heart thumping as his dark eyes watched yours. That was when he came closer, softly brushing a stray strand of hair from your face with a teasing smirk that left your stomach feeling some weird emotion. “We just became adults and you are already talking about babies?” he tormented in low teasing tones, the corners of his mouth twitching to stop a laughter. “You're bold, you know that.”

You opened and moved to argue, but he lowered his mouth and pressed a soft, deliberate kiss against your lips. Not to shut you up—this was the kind of kiss that turned your thoughts into mush and spread bright warmth across your cheeks. He pulled away just enough to talk, lips pressed close to yours, and whispered, “Why have kids when we can have fun?”

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[oimitocat]

STRAY KIDS REACTION TO…

…having a vibrator and you messing with the settings

ᡴꪫ CHAN…. would have been so against the idea but after so much convincing he finally gave in. you had promised to not interfere with his work for it. yet he should have known better. he trusts you so much that he had thought you were pleased with him just having it in… forgetting about it while being cooped up in the studio.

after being alone for so many hours, when you walked in he had thought nothing of it, looking up and smiling. “hi- AH!” he literally jolts off his chair, kneeling on the floor. you’re wicked smile going unseen as he trembles on the floor. never again.

ᡴꪫ MINHO…. also wasn’t very keen on the idea but gave in when you said you’ll treat him to something delicious. he had simply asked you to not put it at the highest setting and especially around the members. technically you didn’t… just that on the day you two had gone out to get some treats, you had stayed back in the car.

he’s jogging out. picking up the order and jogs back. as soon as he opens the car door and hands you the bag- “FUCK-“ he folds over, clutching your arm for dear life. you quickly yank him inside the car as he jerks. “you little- ah!” you quickly turn it off when the driver looks back at you weird, leaning over and closing the car door as minho slumps into the seat and catches his breath.

ᡴꪫ CHANGBIN…. was completely okay with the idea. what he wasn’t okay with was how you kept messing with the settings. he was literally on a call with his mom.

“h-huh?” he swallowed, legs rubbing together and his breath shallow. “no i’m not sick- i- uh y/n is just next to me and distracting-“ you put it at the highest level “-ME! Y/N!” you grin wickedly. good thing you’re in his room.

ᡴꪫ HYUNJIN…. enjoys his quiet time. meaning he likes the peace he gets while painting or drawing. however, he couldn’t really concentrate as you were in his room- which wasn’t exactly the reason why. he had a vibrator and you were messing with the settings.

he keeps jerking when you switch the settings and his pencils moves wobbly. at some point he’s a whimpering mess slumped over his desk and you watch from his bed with a grin.

ᡴꪫ JISUNG…. likes to bed rot. he was sure you’d go easy on him since you two were comfortable in his bed. except you managed to get him to go open the door for the food you had ordered. he had complained but you kissed him and convinced extremely well. so he obeyed and walked out, only for you to start with level 5.

he’s not even out the door when he yelps and slumps against the bedroom door. you watch him with glimmering eyes before stopping. he doesn’t even trust you anymore to walk out but again, you’re a good convincer… he barely makes it to the living room…

ᡴꪫ FELIX…. so our wannabe gamer is literally in his own world. after some good sex he happily agrees to the vibrator. he knows you’re a huge tease but he didn’t expect you to actually torture him. he’s screaming at the top of his lungs while playing with his friends… when you put the highest setting possible. he chokes. literally.

“I’M MUTING-“ he screeches and with a quick tap on the button in his headset, he freely whimpers. you mess between the settings. you later suffer the (extremely good) consequences because he kept losing and sucking at the game afterwards.

ᡴꪫ SEUNGMIN…. was not easy to convince. it took a lot of work. you had to PLAY NICE. l/n y/n does not play nice but you really wanted this so you had to work for it. after so much coaxing he finally gave in. he was super awkward and tense, expecting you do start from the first second you stepped away. but he realized this is actually something he has to go by unexpectedly.

hence… after a few hours, he’s comfortably walking around and cleaning. he’s tidy. you’re helping out and watching him. the second you see him bend over to pick up the dirty clothes bin, you hit the button and- “NGH-“ he doubles over. never again…. at least for a super long time

ᡴꪫ JEONGIN…. was super nervous. yes, he was extremely down to test that out but again, nervous and shy. you coaxed him after a while and soon you managed to make him accustomed to it. as you know, jeongin is pretty clumsy…. so no one was really fazed when you’d put the lowest setting and startle him.

he’d drop whatever he’s holding, topple things over… his ears would be so red and he’d make a strangled noise. of course, you don’t do it often around whoever’s in the dorm but you tease him enough times that he ends up crying and begging you to stop (but to stop teasing and actually do something about his boner)

[mingiswow]

Yes, sir | Park Seonghwa

Pairing: vampire!teacher!Seonghwa x afab!student!reader

Genre: modern fantasy, enemies (?) to something else, smut (MINORS DNI)

Word Count: 8.8k

Summary: You couldn't stand your professor and his ego, but everything turns upside down when he buys a date with you during a charity event and you discover more about him and his secrets.

Content Warning: age gap, student/teacher dynamics, mentions of blood, mentions of food, feeding from humans, Seonghwa is a little tsundere, pet names (princess, baby girl, darling), dirty talk

Smut warning: porn with plot, tit sucking, oral (reader and Seonghwa recieving), piv, unprotected sex (don't do that kiddos)

⚠️ English is not my first language, so sorry in advance if there’s any mistakes

Everyone was fascinated by him. Everything about him, surrounding him, was entracing, as if there was an aura of magic surrounding him that made everyone's attention lock on him. He walked around campus tall, confident, his face stern except for a few polite bows and half smiles he would give alumni and colleagues. He walked like he owned everything. And you wouldn't doubt if he did. Murmurs and whispers followed him wherever he was, either students whispering about his appearance or other professors about his rather unusual way of teaching. 

You, on the other hand, saw him for who he truly was: a self-absorbed little man with a big ego. It infuriated you that he didn't follow the lectures list recommendation, no, he invented things out of his head, telling lies to his alumni that would fall just because of his pretty face. You weren't blind, you could see he was a pretty man, but all his beauty went down the drain by his huge ego.

The finals were coming and you could only rely on studying by your notes made on his classes since you couldn't find any of his information in any history book. How could a history teacher give classes with no books? With no complementary material besides the voices in his head? 

The worst part of it all was that you tried to talk to the responsible teacher, to the dean of the faculty, yet no one seemed to care that your General History teacher was a freaking liar and asshole?

And he knew you didn't like him, and he seemed to reciprocate the feeling. Mr Park looked at you like he knew what you were thinking, like he could read your mind, gosh! It irritated you! He always looked at you over his glasses that hung low on the tip of his long nose, his face always unreadable, unbreakable, as if he was the owner of the world. 

The clock ticked midday and Mr Park gave the last tick of the pen on the white board, turning to look at his students.

“Don't forget that finals are in three weeks, any questions you might have you can come directly at me” you felt your stomach turn when you sensed his eyes on you, as if he was talking directly to you. 

Not even in another universe you'd be in a room alone with this man, let alone to discuss the subject that he seemed to know oh so well and all you have studied your entire life felt like a lie. Who was lying after all?

You quickly averted his gaze and put your things inside your bag, wanting to leave that place as quickly as possible. That man was a threat to your sanity.

You were leaving class when your friend Yooha from Classical Literature came to you, her signature smile on her face.

“Hey, yn, I have an invitation to make to you” she smiled sheepishly, body turning from side to side. You nodded. “So… You know the campus is conducting the annual charity dinner and I'm one of the organizers, right?” she extended the last word, you nodded again. “I was running a research around the campus to see who would be the suitables ladies and gentleman for the date auction, and you were voted by a lot of people” she hit your shoulder with hers in a playful manner. “I was wondering… if you'd…”

“No” you answered shortly, already leaving.

“Oh come on, yn! You're so pretty, I'm pretty sure that a bunch of people will bid for your date” she said following you.

“But I don't wanna go out with a random person that bought a date with me” you put it simply.

“It's nothing serious, yn, it's for charity” Yooha rolled her eyes, you were always so serious, so goody-two-shoes. “Besides, who knows what destiny might bring you? Maybe you find your next love, or a sugar daddy” she laughed.

“I doubt”

“C'mon! It'll be fun! Besides, extra credits” you sighed and stopped walking.

“I'll think about it, okay?” she smiled happily and nodded excitedly, kissing your cheek before leaving. 

When you turned to see her leaving you noticed Mr Park a few steps behind you. How long has he been there? You bowed politely, besides wanting to flip your middle finger to him, and he bowed back, a sly smile playing in his lips.

One of the things you hated the most about Mr Park was that he was always so mysterious, so hard to read. He held that stern look in his beautiful face at all times, you barely saw him smile and then from time he would look at you and leave you that little sly smile of his, as if he could read you. As if he could see right through you. Not that you had anything to hide, but sometimes you felt as if he could see through the secrets you didn't have.

»»————-　⚜　————-««

“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this” you looked at yourself in the full length mirror at Yooha’s room where you were getting ready for the charity event at your university. 

You had to admit that you looked really good, the dress you were wearing hugged your body in all the right places, your curves being more apparent than ever. The color complemented your complexion oh so perfectly while the low cut neckline left the right amount of your chest apparent. The heels made your bum look perkier and the makeup reinforced your natural beauty. Your friend did a good job at getting you ready.

The girl giggled and twirled looking at herself, admiring her own beauty. She was going to be one of the auctioned girls as well and seemed to be enjoying this a lot. She pulled you to take some pictures with her before posting them on her socials. 

“Oh c’mon, yn, like you’re not excited to see how many people are gonna bid for you” she said excitedly. “I bet you’ll receive a lot of bids, a bunch of people dropped your name when I was asking for who they wanted to see, you are really pretty, just a bit closed”

“I’m not closed, just… quiet. I guess” you retorted, defending yourself. 

“Yn, my friend, I love you, but you walk around campus like you ate shit” you opened your mouth shocked at her and she just laughed. “Your face is always so grumpy, your stance is so closed, like you have walls around you. You need to open up more” she stated and you simply accepted, it wasn’t as if she was wrong, you indeed were very closed and didn’t want people to approach you. “You talk so much about Mr Park but you’re just like him if not worse”.

You sighed, defeated. Those were some thoughts for your therapy. Yooha was right, you needed to open up more, your therapist had already said the same thing, but it was hard after what happened the last time you did. You got manipulated, played with, hurt, broken. Those were some hard to forget scars. But maybe, just maybe, the event would bring you something good, right? 

You were cut off from your daydreams with your friend calling you to finally go to the event. Your heart pumping faster than it should out of anxiety and nervousness. 

There was a car already waiting for you two outside her apartment when you left the building, taking you to the campus within minutes. 

The building where the event was taking place was buzzing with people, students, professors, employees, and important people from the town that came to honor the event. You and Yooha took the back entrance so you could go straight to the backstage with the other people that were part of the auction.

Since Yooha was part of the organization she left you alone so she could resolve some things and make sure everything and everyone was in place. You sat quietly in a chair at the corner of the backstage, pulling your phone out of your little purse and started to mindlessly scroll through social media. The buzzing of the people talking making you a little anxious and dizzy. 

“Mind you if I sit here?” you looked up to find a cute tall boy with a sweet smile and little dimples in his cheeks talking to you. You nodded and he sat in the chair by your side. “I’m Soobin by the way” he handed you his hand so you could shake. You fixed your posture and shook his hand, forcing a smile.

“I’m yn” you answered.

“Aren’t you a History student?” you nodded, shocked that he knew that. “I’ve seen you around the building, I’m a semester behind you” you mouthed an ‘ah’ to him. You were never really good with small talks, especially with strangers. “So… are you here for the auction too?”

“Yes, my friend convinced me to do it for the extra credits” he laughed lightly and he had such a cute laugh.

“Yooha can be really convincing, she convinced me too” you nodded agreeingly. “But I bet you’ll receive a lot of bids, you look really pretty tonight” you felt a hush of heat creep up your cheeks at his compliment. “Not that you’re not pretty the other days, but today you look more, if you know what I mean. And I mean, not that I look at you on campus, I mean, I do, not everyday, just when I see you” he was stuttering and shuffling around with his words, making you genuinely chuckle at his cuteness.

“I got, Soobin, thank you” you said, a smile on your lips. “You also look pretty tonight” you managed to murmur, your voice low with shyness. You saw his cheeks glow a little pink tint and you thought he was cute. 

Before you could keep talking Yooha came running warning that the auction was about to start and everyone should be attentive to their names when called so they could go to the stage. You felt a lump forming on your throat and all you wanted was to run away and pretend you’ve never been there. Soobin wasn’t very well himself, always drying his sweaty palms in his pants, which for some reason made you feel at ease. You weren’t the only nervous one there. 

One by one people started to be called, some auctions taking longer than others. The girls giggling and gossiping about their auctioneers and how their bid was high. So far the highest bid went to one of the jocks of the lacrosse team, he came backstage feeling himself, taking back taps from his friends, a smug face planted on him. 

“Next we have yn yln” you felt your legs go jelly when you started to walk towards the stage. Suddenly the heels too high for you. But you managed to make it to the center stage, the bright light of the spotlight blinding you for a few seconds. “She’s a History student from the sixth period, she likes to listen to music, watch movies and read books” the hostess announced, your palm starting to sweat as you stood in the center of the stage. “Let’s start our bids as always with 50. Who gives 50 to yn?” you saw a student raise their arm. “50 to the gentleman in table 78. 55 anyone?” 

“A hundred” everyone looked to the voice where the bid came and even though the spotlight was hiding his face from you, you’d recognize that voice everywhere. It sent chills down your spine.

“A hundred to our lovely Mr Park, anyone else wants to up to that?”

“Hundred and twenty” you heard another student speak.

“Hundred and fifty” Mr Park counterproposed and you almost choked on nothing. 

“A hundred and fifty to Mr. Park. Anyone else?” the hostess asked, ready to hit her little hammer.

“Two hundred” a woman, that you recognized as a deputy from your town, intervened, her arm raised. 

“Two hundred to Miss Franz. A-”

“Three hundred” the second student proposed and you had to hold yourself not to buckle your knees. You were almost surpassing the jock’s bid. “And sixty” he added.

“Four hundred” the woman added and you looked over at the backstage where Yooha was with a big ‘I told you so’ smile.

“Four hundred and seventy” 

“Four hundred and seventy to Mr. Park” you were shocked. Why was he bidding so high on you? That was, at least, weird. He was your teacher after all. “Anyone else? Give you one, Give you two, give you three” she hit her little hammer on the table. “Sold to Mr. Park. Thanks for helping our institution”.

As you left the stage, still shocked with how things have turned, you couldn’t help but feel weirded out, not only feeling like an object, but because out of all people Mr Park bought a date with you. With what would become the highest bid of the night. All you wanted was to go home, take a hot bath and just forget that night happened.

Yooha tried to hype you up and make you stay for the party but you were just too overwhelmed to stay at a place full of drunk people and loud music. So you called a cab and went straight home. 

When arriving at your so loved little box you called apartment you finally released all the breath you were holding the entire night, your lunges burning with the feeling of a deep release. You took your heels and dress off, not caring to let them spread over the living room, that was a problem for the future you, and filled the bath with warm water. After a while you entered the soothing water, letting it relax your muscles. 

You closed your eyes but all that came to your mind was Mr Park’s face. His oh so beautiful face, with his chiseled jaw and long nose, his dark eyes that seemed to read your mind even in your own thoughts. You tried to shake that man from your head but you just couldn’t, the thought of him bidding so high for you, for a date for you felt so weird, so wrong, so prohibited. What did he want? Maybe he just wanted to help the university and chose you as his bid and he won’t even go on a date with you. It would feel wrong, right? A professor and a student. Sure, You are both consenting adults, but there isn’t a rule, a law that prohibits that?

You felt so confused, so overwhelmed, all you wanted was to relax but your mind seemed to have other plans for you. You groaned angrily, not really sure if at yourself, at Mr Park or the whole situation. All you knew was that you wanted to relax and you weren't able to do that.

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It was already thursday and your week passed by rather quickly and easily, besides everyone whispering about the auction whenever you passed by them, the rest was like the usual. But that day was the day, you finally had your class with Mr Park after the auction and you were more than nervous. You didn’t know with what face you would face the man, just the thought of seeing him made your head dizzy. 

“yn!” you heard someone calling you when you were about to enter class and turned to find Soobin with his cute smile coming towards you.

“Oh, hi, Soobin. How are you?” you asked politely.

“‘M good. And you” you nodded. “I couldn’t talk to you after the auctions saturday, you left so rushed”

“Oh, sorry, I was just… feeling a little overwhelmed I guess” you confessed.

“That’s fine. I can only imagine, it was a huge pressure up there, wasn’t it? But are you better?”

“I am, thank you” you smiled, adjusting the strap of your backpack on your shoulder.

There was a moment of silence and Soobin rubbed the back of his neck shyly before speaking.

“I was thinking… Maybe we could study together over coffee sometime, only if you want to, of course, no pressure. I was just thinking, we do the same course, you know, it could be good to have a study partner and such-” you laughed lightly at his nervousness, he was so cute. 

“I’d love that, Soobin” you cut him off, smiling shyly, him imitating you. 

“Then can I get your number? So, you know, we can talk and combine the details” you nodded, lending your hand, so you could type in your number. “Thanks”.

“I have to go now, I have class” you announced and nodded. “Bye” you waved your hand and he copied your gesture again.

You entered class and met Mr Park leaned against his table, arms crossed. His face seemed even more closed than usual, as if he was angry, but again, you couldn’t read him. You walked over to your usual seat and waited for the clock to hit 8am.

When the clock made its tick pointing it was 8 o’clock he walked ever so graciously to the front of the class and started to speak. You made your best effort to take notes and pay attention to whatever he was talking about but the way he was looking at you was burning holes in your face. The professor seemed to stare at you even more that day, his eyes darting at you from time to time as if they searched you, wished you. 

And the atmosphere was different, of course it was, with everyone knowing that the man in front of you, giving his lecture like nothing was happening, just bought a fucking date with you, one of his students. There were whispers, murmurs and looks thrown at you during the whole class, especially with how everyone was seeing the way he was eyeing you. You wouldn’t be surprised if rumours of you two started to circulate around college. That could ruin his career. And your life. 

Like a whisper, time went by and the clock ticked midday and everyone started to put away their stuff. 

“Don't forget, your finals are in less than two weeks, remember to study and if you need help with anything don’t fear to look up for me” everyone started to leave the class. “yn, can you stay a little longer?” the remaining students all looked at you, the whispering back at full speed. 

You put your stuff back in your backpack and went to the front of the classroom so you could talk to him. You never noticed how he towered over you, but you’ve never been this close to him. 

There was a moment of silence, while he looked at you as if he analysed the product he bought. You suddenly felt very aware of yourself. 

“We need to discuss the matter at hand” he started, his arms crossing again. “As you know, I bought your date at the auction” you nodded, a heat crawling up your neck and cheeks. “Are you comfortable going on said date with me?” the question caught you off guard, you blinked a few times before answering.

“I-I mean, you bought it, if you want to, I guess it’s your right” you stuttered like an idiot over the words and the man thought that was very endearing of you. 

“I’d like to take you on a date then, if you’re okay with it” you nodded slowly, almost as if you didn’t do it the whole thing wouldn’t come true. “Good, so I’ll pick you up tomorrow at your house at 7 o’clock. Don’t need to wear anything fancy” he was so demanding, so sure of his words, as if he knew what he wanted from way before. “You need my phone to text me your address” he extended his hand for you.

“What?”

“Your phone, so I can put my number on it” you hesitantly gave your phone to him and he typed the number on it, saving it. “Remember to text me your address or share your location” you nodded again. “You’re dismissed now. See you tomorrow, yn”.

“Yes, sir” you bowed politely and left the room as quickly as you could.

You leaned on the wall behind after you left the classroom, the air suddenly coming back to your lungs, a deep breath leaving them. You closed your eyes trying to stop your racing heart. That was the longest interaction you had with Mr Park and it was to combine on a date. A date that he bought. And he was willing to go. Your professor. Mr Park. The man that walked like he was the owner of the world. 

But truth be told, he was a handsome man, you couldn’t deny it. Or deny the fact that everytime he looked at you with his dark eyes you felt like he was staring into your soul, reading every thought of yours, some of those thoughts including him in a not-so-nice way.

You managed to ease your heartbeat and leave the wall, deciding that all you needed in that moment was a cold coffee. You headed to the cafe, hoping that there would be a few people there since it was lunch time. 

“yn!” you heard someone call you excitedly when you entered the cafe, turning to find Soobin waving at you with his big smile. “Hi, again” he said when you arrived at his table, smiling at him too.

“Hi, again” you chuckled.

“Why don’t you join me? I was just reading some notes” you nodded.

“Just gonna grab something to drink and eat” he nodded and you went to the counter.

You waited for your turn so you could order, ordering a simple espresso and a plain croissant, and returning back to Soobin’s table. You left your purse on the ground and sat in front of him, taking a sip of your coffee, the bitter taste finally invading your senses and making you relax. 

“So, what are you studying?” you asked, taking a bite from your croissant and looking at his notes that were spread in front of him.

“Ocidental History I” he showed you his book. “I suck at it” you both laughed at the way he spoke. 

“I did this class two semesters ago, I think I still remember most of it, if you want help” his eyes sparkled and widened.

“Are you serious?” you nodded, mouth full of the last bite of your food. “That would be so helpful, yn” he looked at his notes, the tip of his ears suddenly getting red. “And I get to spend more time with you” it was your turn to feel your ears burn, smiling shyly at him.

Soobin was a very nice guy, and you weren’t blind not to admit he was gorgeous, one of the prettiest guys around the faculty, if not the campus. You thought he was flirting with you but you didn’t want to make hasty conclusions, after all, no boy - or girl - has ever flirted with you before.

Having someone like him flirting with you made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, a good sensation that you haven’t felt since you were a teenager probably. The idea of flirting and courting one another made you nervous, yet you were excited for the chase.

After finishing your food and taking another sip of your coffee you changed seats, sitting by his side so you could explain the things better to him. You spent a good few hours studying with him, giving your tips to memorize the subject, joking, laughing and flirting. You really enjoyed his company.

Unbeknownst to you, a pair of eyes watched you two with more than curiosity, it was a fire that he couldn’t hold when it came to you. He couldn’t stand that he wasn’t the one making you laugh and put your hair behind your hair flirtatiously. That he wasn’t the one so close to you to the point he could hear your blood running through your veins. The one that made your scent change with pheromones. You weren’t his. At least not yet.

You and Soobin left the cafe when the sun was almost setting. His company was so enjoyable that you even saw the time pass.

“Thank you again for today, yn” he said at the door of the building, the sky illuminating his face with orange and pink hues.

“It’s fine. It was really fun, you’re a great study partner” you both smiled and fell silent. The winter wind blowing on your face, only the low whistle of it being heard. “I’ll be going then, bye, Soobin” you waved and he waved back.

You turned your back to him and started to walk your everyday path. You expected him to offer to walk you home, getting a little disappointed when you walked alone to the bus stop. The bus didn’t take long to arrive, which you were glad because you were tired and all you needed was a warm shower and go straight under your blankets. 

And as such you did, warming yourself under the thick blankets after a well-deserved warm shower. You started to mentally review your day, smiling like a teenager when you remembered your afternoon with Soobin and how cute, nice, sweet and smart he was. And then you remembered him and your whole body shivered. For a moment you almost forgot your interaction with your professor, but then the memory of his eyes looking down at you came like a wave. You tried to shake those thoughts aways, but the more you tried the more he seemed to pierce into your mind. The conversation you had was innocent yet you felt that the undertone he used wasn’t, as if he was hiding something from you, his true intentions.

And with the dark eyes of the man in your mind you fell asleep.

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The day at university passed quickly to your dismay, you wanted the day to last forever so you didn’t have to go to your date with Mr Park. You haven’t seen him through the corridors all day, which was odd, but you preferred that way, you didn’t know how you would react at seeing his face. 

Going home by five, you had time to get ready, even though you were skeptical about the whole date ordeal, you still didn’t want to look terrible. You remembered he said nothing fancy, so you just decided on a pair of black dress pants, a pink shirt, a pair of boots that had small squared heels and on top of that your trench coat, since it was freezing cold outside. You put on light makeup and let your hair down. 

It was seven on point when the man stopped his car in front of your building, sending you a message to warn you he had arrived. You felt your heart and stomach flip, anxiousness taking over your entire body. You didn’t know what to expect of this date, of him, to say you were anxious and understatement. 

“Good night, yn” he greeted you when you entered, he had to hold himself not to compliment your beauty, not wanting to scare you first thing of the night.

“Good night, Mr Park” his name sounded weird being said in a setting like this. 

“Tonight you can call me Seonghwa, we’ll be just the two of us”

“If you don’t mind me asking, where are we going?” you asked, trying to interact and maintain a conversation during the ride.

“My house” you almost choked on your own saliva. He came to get you to go back to his house? And you’d be alone with him in his house? You fidget nervous on your seat, the idea of being alone with him making you more anxious than you already were. “Don’t worry, I’ll just cook for us, I don’t like crowded places” you nodded slowly and turned to look at the road outside the window.

Seonghwa bit his internal cheek, he wanted to make a good impression on you, he didn’t want you to look at him with the student's eyes, he never wanted, ever since he laid his eyes for the first time on you. He could sense you were nervous but there was nothing he could think at the moment to make you feel more at ease, after all, the whole setting was weird, comical even. He turned the radio on, a random song humming lowly as he hoped it would make you feel more relaxed.

You watched as the city passed by you bit by bit as he drove you two to the fanciest part of town and you wondered if he could afford to live there with just being a professor or he was already rich and being a history teacher was a side hustle. He stopped the car in front of a tw0-story house, the front looking more welcoming and warm than the others around the neighborhood. 

Seonghwa came to open your door, but you had already opened yourself, and guided you inside. The house inside was nothing like what you would expect from him, it was colorful, warm, full of life, as if a happy family lived there. The walls had adjacent ones with vivid colors and wallpapers, the furniture seemed alive, the wood bright, shiny and very well cleaned. Maybe your professor could surprise you after all.

“Why don't we go to the kitchen? I’m cooking for us” you nodded and followed him, going to a small but comfortable kitchen. “I hope you like lasagna, it’s what I’m making”

“I love lasagna” you smiled for the first time of the night and the man smiled back. It was the first time you thought you saw him smile so big. “You didn’t have to have the work tho, we could’ve ordered something” you said.

“Are you dismissing my kindness and effort” you felt your cheeks heat up.

“That’s not what I meant! I mean-” he laughed and he had such a cute little laugh, you never imagined, catching you by surprise.

“I’m messing with you, yn. Besides, I wanted an excuse to use some of the things I never use in the kitchen”.

“Why you don’t use them?” you asked, feeling more at ease at his presence.

“I barely eat at home, so I almost don’t cook for myself” you nodded. “Want some wine?” you nodded again, maybe some alcohol would help ease the anxiety inside you.

He grabbed two cups and put them in front of you, going back to grab two bottles and giving them for you to choose. You chose the one on his left, the bottle seemed fancier and it was your only opportunity to drink something fancy in your life.

“Good choice” he said and served the cups, raising his one. “Cheers, for tonight” you raised your glass too before bringing to your lips and taking a sip of it.

There was a moment of silence between you and you decided to kill your curiosity.

“Why?”

“Hm?” he cocked his head and if he wasn’t your teacher, you’d thought that gesture and him cute.

“Why did you buy my date? Out of all people, why me?” he chuckled, his eyes locked on the drink in his hands before lifting his dark gaze at you, his expression unreadable yet soft, welcoming, calming.

“Do you want the proper answer, the honest truth or the even more honest truth?”

“There are two honest truths?” it was your turn to cock your head at him.

“They are basically the same, but one is… deeper, darker than the other”.

“What’s the proper answer?” you asked, curious.

“I wanted to help the university, you were just a coincidence”

“There’s no such thing as coincidence” you took a big gulp of your wine, drinking it all, you felt that you needed more alcohol in your system.

“I also don’t believe in coincidences” Seonghwa took a sip of his own cup, his eyes never leaving yours.

“And what’s the honest truth?” you asked, even though you didn’t know if you were prepared for the answer. The man took a step closer to you.

“I admire you for a long time, yn, ever since I laid my eyes on you for the first time I knew I needed to have you even for a simple dinner, even if for a night only” you gulped at his confession, not really expecting any of that. He took another two steps closer to you, but you didn’t move. “And when I heard you were taking part in the auction I knew it was my chance, but I also knew it was going to be hard, since I’m not the only one who has eyes and sees how… gorgeous you are” he seemed to hesitate at finding the right word to use to you.

“A-and what’s the even more honest truth?” you asked, not really sure if it was curiosity or the alcohol already speaking in your system. He chuckled and dropped his cup on the counter near where you stood.

“I think you already noticed how my teaching method is a little… unorthodox” you nodded. What the hell his classes had to do with now? “You see, I don’t use history books because I hate them because they are all wrong” you looked at him puzzled. What was he talking about? “And the reason why I hate them is because I’ve lived history myself, I saw those things happen” you looked at him before leaving a laugh. But he didn’t laugh with you, he remained serious.

“Are you drunk already, Mr Park?” you asked, looking at his face as if you searched for something. 

“I don’t get drunk with human alcohol” he was definitely drunk. “You see, you are not the only beings to populate this earth, you know?” he came dangerously close to you and opened his mouth, a pair of fangs growing in front of you from his teeth. 

“I think I’m drunk” you said, hand on your head. “I just saw fangs on your teeth”

“These?” he showed you them again and you blinked. “I know it all seems crazy, but vampires exist, and I’m one of them. In fact, you know more vampires than you think” 

“Wait, what the fuck? What’s going on? Is this some type of prank?” 

“I’d never prank you like this, yn” his voice was soft, velvety, deep. “I’m telling you the truth”.

“And what does this have to do with me?” you asked, your voice a tone higher than your usual, you were getting nervous again.

“You see, us vampires can smell human scent from meter away, and some of you have distinct smells, and you, my dear, is one of these”

“And what does that mean?” you asked, already entering in his craziness.

“It means your blood has a sweeter taste and it can be addicting” he stated as if he was telling you that 2+2=4. “I’ve been taking care of you for the past year, some other vampires have tried to get to you in more… unhealthy ways, so I have been keeping them away” 

“I’m going crazy, I think that’s it” you held your head between your hands, shaking it. Your mind was racing. “And what do you want from me? My blood?”

“Yes. And no” he was so close to you that you could smell his musky cologne, he smelled so good, intoxicating even, his dark eyes looking at you like a predator. “I do want your blood, but I want you to be my donor”

“Donor?”

“You’d give me your blood whenever I wanted, in exchange I’d care for you, money, expanses, whatever else you need” you blinked at him, partially dumbfounded at his proposal and partially at the way he looked at you, making you weak. Since when did he have that power over you?

“You want to be my sugar daddy?” he laughed humorously.

“If that’s how you wanna call it. All I’m asking is for a bit of your blood when I’m hungry”. You contemplated his offer. It was a very good offer, you were a broke student after all, and all he wanted was your blood right? “You can take your time to think”

“I’ll do” you said, not even believing in your own words. A smile creeped up his face. “I’ll be your donor”

���I’m sure you won’t regret” his hand came to your face, caressing the skin of your cheek, you felt a little flick of a shock where he touched. “I’ll take good care of you, yn. You are precious to me”

“We gonna start tonight?” you asked curious, anxious, not only with his answer but to know the feeling of a bite. He chuckled at your eagerness.

“If that’s your wish. I’m always hungry for you” the way he spoke seemed more than just blood but you let it slide, not wanting to think too much, even though he literally confessed to you minutes prior. You nodded. “Let’s go somewhere more comfortable for you then”.

Seonghwa took you to his room, and, again, it was not what you expected of his room, especially of a vampire’s room. He guided you to sit on his bed. You pulled the collar of your shirt and exposed your neck to him, earning a laugh from him.

“I’ll feed from your arm, your neck is for marking only”

“Marking?” you asked curiously.

“We vampires tend to mark our lovers in the neck, a mark of true and everlasting love. Once marked, you and the vampire share a never ending bond by blood”

“That’s beautiful” he nodded.

You gave your arm to him and took a deep breath. He gently grabbed your arm as if made of glass and started to caress the skin, feeling the softness, the warmth of it, before bringing to his lips. He laid gentle kisses and licks over the skin before dragging the tip of his fangs on it. The sharpness of them pulling a gasp from you. He shushed you, telling you that you were going to be fine, his voice deep, velvety, soft, wrapping you in something you couldn’t pinpoint.

Then the sting came. He punctured his fangs into your skin, breaking the layers until he found your vein, your blood flowing out as he sucked it all, low hums and satisfied growls leaving his throat.

Your head was dizzy, the pain was deliciously turning into pleasure and spreading through your body. It started slow, it came in waves, your body heat rising, your cheeks flushing, your tummy knotting, your legs automatically closing themselves, searching for something, anything. The heat in your body almost unbearable. You threw your head back and a moan left your lips as Seonghwa sucked your life elixir out of you. Everything too much.

His name started to leave your lips as whispers, the volume increasing second by second, until you were borderline moaning his name. Your free hand going in between your legs, holding your mound as you squeezed them together. You wanted him. You needed him.

He stopped sucking your blood, licking the little bites, the saliva now entering even more to your wounds. 

“S-seonghwa…” you whispered-moaned. “What’s happening?” he smirked seeing your state, he has never seen someone react to him like that.

“I forgot to mention that our saliva can be aphrodisiac to some” he looked over where your hands were in the middle of your legs.

“Do something, help me” you managed to speak out, suddenly there seemed to be no air in your lungs or in the room for you to inhale.

“What do you want me to do?” you grabbed him by his shirt, fists closed tight against his perfectly white dress shirt. “I won’t do anything unless you tell me to, baby” you moaned at the nickname.

“Do something, fuck me, finger me, eat me, whatever you want, just make this ache go away” you blurted.

“That’ll be my pleasure”.

He was quick on putting you laid on the bed, his mouth on yours in seconds. You tried to rush it, but he was slow, gentle, taking his time to enjoy being able to finally kiss you. You moaned into the kiss, your legs wrapping into his torso. Seonghwa invaded your mouth with his tongue, deepening the kiss. Your tongues fought for space between your mouths in an addictive dance. You were already addicted to him. 

His hand that wasn’t stabilizing his body was all over yours, squeezing the plush skin of your legs wrapped around him, on your waist, on your breasts on top of your shirt, on your face, he just couldn’t decide where to land them, he wanted to scan your body with the tip of his fingers. 

You started to grind onto him, searching for some friction, some release, and he left a chuckle between the kiss before breaking it. He pulled your shirt over your head, leaving you in your bra. His eyes scanned you and you felt your whole body burn. The way he looked at you with so much devotion, so much endearment, making the ache between your legs even worse.

“So fucking beautiful and all for me” he hissed before taking your bra off and admiring your naked chest. Your nipples hard with the sudden breeze of cold air. “Only I get to see all of this, right?” you nodded rapidly. “Do you think I don’t see you flirting with that boy from fifth semester?” he squeezed both of your breasts at the same time, earning a low groan from you. “But you are mine, aren’t you? Only mine” he pinched your nipples and you moaned at the pain, nodding your head. “Use your words, baby, I want to hear it”

“I’m yours, only yours- fuck! Please” you didn’t even know what you were pleading for, the stimulation in your nipples making your cunt squeeze into nothing.

“Such a good obedient girl” he landed a little slap on your left tit, making you jolt out of bed. “Fuck you’re so sensitive because of my saliva, so responsive, If I knew that how you’d respond I would have feed from you earlier” he teased.

“Please, sir, do something” Seonghwa felt his dick get even harder than before when you called him sir, the usually educated word now with such a different meaning.

“What did you call me?”

“S-sir?” you stuttered, scared that you did something wrong. But your worries went away when Seonghwa grabbed you by your hair and kissed you hard and hungry.

“Fuck yes, I’m your sir, and you’re my good girl aren’t you?” you nodded, eyes already hooded with pleasure. “Words”.

“Yes, sir”.

He didn’t even answer you, he simply assaulted your mouth once again, kissing you hungrily, teeth clashing, such a hard contrast with the first kiss. His tongue always asserting dominance over you, and you let him, tonight all you wanted was to be fucked dumb, all you needed was to be fucked until you couldn’t remember your name.

He stopped kissing you and moved to unbuckle your pants, pulling them down in one swift motion along with your panties. You were now completely bare in front of him, in front of your professor, who happened to be a vampire that sucked blood out of you, but you couldn’t care less. Seonghwa pulled you to the edge of the bed so he could be on his knees and worship you, worship your pussy like it deserved. He opened your legs and started peppering kisses along your thighs, biting in some spots so he could leave marks for you to remember who you belonged to. His fangs ever so gently grazing your skin once in a while, making goosebumps appear. 

And then he gave a long lick, tongue flat, collecting your juices and spreading them along your vulva. He hummed at your taste on his tongue, sweet and addicting, he swore he could be there forever. The man started to suck your clit, to lick it, to draw circles with the tip of his tongue, your moans becoming screams as your high was coming closer. He added his fingers to the mix, two of his long fingers entering you with ease as he sucked your clit.

“Fuck, sir, I’m gonna-” your voice was hoarse from your moans, your hips trying to buckle from the bed but Seonghwa held you in place.

“Cum for me, princess, cum all over my face” his voice was deeper, more velvety than usual, more sensual.

He kept fucking you with his fingers, curling them perfectly inside of you, his mouth doing wonders around your clit and his fangs poked ever so slightly the skin around. It was a matter of seconds before you came undone on his face. He kept his assault, helping you riding your high all while sucking your juices dry. If your blood was sweet, your pussy was candy to him. 

You started to writhe under him as you started to feel overstimulated, your clit puff and red from your orgasm as he kept sucking you throughout your orgasm. He finally stopped his ministrations, his eyes even darker than before, his chin glistening with your juices. 

Seonghwa didn’t waste his time and started to undress himself, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, eyes never leaving yours as you watched him as he was unwrapping a present for you. The heat between your legs came back with full force when he finally stood completely naked in front of you, his dick hard, long, thick, pulsing. You licked your lips at the sight and he chuckled.

“Like what you see, darling?” you nodded, now on your knees on the bed, hands expectantly on top of your legs. You couldn’t look more adorable and endearing to him. “Want a taste?” you felt your cheeks heat even more than already were as you nodded.

He slowly walked to you, stopping in front of your face and caressed your head. He grabbed your hands that were still resting on top of your legs and put on top of his hard member.

“Go on, please me” his words were taunting, teasing, a challenge that you took willingly. 

You grabbed his member in your hands, feeling the weight of it on them before starting rubbing up and down. But it wasn’t enough, nor for you or him. So you put just the tip in your mouth, sucking it gently and slowly, a hiss coming from the man above you. You licked a long stripe from the base to the tip before putting it back into your mouth, sucking more little by little, hollowing your cheeks every time you sucked him. You used your hands to help with the parts you couldn’t reach, squeezing ever so slightly the base of his cock. The man couldn’t control the moans and groans that left his mouth as you did wonders with your mouth on him, but he wouldn’t cum on your mouth, at least not now. 

He pulled you up by your hair, the stinging hurting deliciously against your scalp. He pulled you in for a kiss, your tastes mixing in your mouths as your tongues danced together. He pushed you back to the bed, your back laying on the soft mattress, the kiss never breaking up until you needed air.

He positioned himself in between your legs and stroked his own penis before prodding just the tip in you hole, an annoyed whine leaving your lips as you tried to move your hips for him to penetrate you properly, earning an humorous chuckle from Seonghwa.

“What is it, baby? Want my dick?” you nodded, hooking your legs and feet on his but he was stronger than you, not moving an inch. “Then beg” you whined.

“Please, sir, give it to me, I need you to fuck me right now, please, I need you” your voice was high and whiny but you tried your best to sound as desperate as you were feeling.

“I don't know if this convinced me” he said, a smirk on his face.

“Please, sir, I'm begging you, I need you to fuck me, to use me, to- fuck!” he cut you mid sentence, his member entering you fully and easily with how wet and dripping you were out of desperation. 

He was relentless, not giving you time to get used to his size or girth, spreading you open deliciously, the pain mixing with the pleasure, all too much for your pleasure clouded head. Your mouth was hung open, only babbles and moans leaving it, drool starting to drip from the corners of it.

“Oh baby girl is already gone is it? Are you drooling already baby? Is sir fucking you this good?” you managed to nod, your arms spread on top of the mattress, back arched. He grabbed you by your hair, pulling you close to his face. “Use your words, princess. Say it, I wanna hear it”

You tried to speak but it was all too much, the way he was fucking you, his hips pistoning in a delicious rythm, never haulting, his dick spreading you open and rearanging your insides, his grip on your hair, his hot breath on your face. You were overwhelmed. Nothing came out of your mouth besides babbles and moans and whines. You were a mess underneath him, and you were loving every second of it.

“Oh poor baby can't speak” he laughed, releasing his grip in your hair, making you fall back in the bed. “Only I can fuck you this good, right? Only I can make you a mess, right?” you nodded. “You're mine, yn, only mine now”

“Y-yours” you managed to stutter, voice hoarse. 

Both of you felt your pussy walls starting to clench violently around him and, with a high and loud moan, you came, back arching from the bed, fingers gripping the bed sheets like a vice. But Seonghwa didn't stopped, no, it only fuelled him to fuck you more and harder, his stamina shocking you. 

The man grabbed both of your legs and brought to his chest, the new angle making you jolt out of overstimulation, the sensitivity in your pussy making everything seemed much more. He kept his relentless assault on your pussy, his hips never halting, his pace fast, strong, deep. You weren't even there anymore, your head clouded and fuzzy. Blank. 

“Shit you take me so well, princess” he moaned as he increased his pace, his thrusts now shallower. “I might get addicted to your pussy” you only moaned, body limp on the bed, you were completely given to him and the pleasure he was giving to you. “I'm close” he announced.

He let go of the hold on your legs, opening them again so he could play with your clit and you could cum again. With him. Both your moans grew louder, filling the room. You came for the third time, your juices making a wet sound as he kept fucking you through your high again. When you were on the edge of overstimulation he pulled out and started to stroke himself, coming all over your legs and stomach. 

Seonghwa left the room and went to the bathroom, coming back with a damp cloth to clean you up. He carefully grazed the piece of cloth over your body, not only cleaning his cum and yours but also a bit of your sweat, discarding it by the side after. 

He laid on the bed and pulled you to cuddle him, which you gladly accepted, body still limp and mind hazy. There was a moment of  comfortable silence as your breath came back to the normal state and the smell of sex dissipated from the air.

“Sorry if I was too rough on you” he broke the silence first, his hands caressing your hair gently.

“You were perfect” you admitted with a giggle. “Maybe I won't walk properly tomorrow but that's a detail” you both laughed. There was another moment of silence before you broke it. “So… everytime you feed from me I'll get horny?” he laughed again and kissed the top of your head.

“Probably. Like I said, for some people vampire's saliva can be aphrodisiac, and you, my dear, are one of these people”

“Well, if you fuck me like that everytime you feed from me I won't complain”.

“Well, if you let me fuck you like that everytime I feed from you, I think we have a deal” you turned your head up to look at him. “But from now on, you are only mine, got it?” you nodded.

“Yes, sir”. 

Masterlist | Resquests

[junnieverse]

STARSTRUCK ➳ ENHYPEN

➙ how the enhypen members react to you having another member as your bias instead of them

pairing: enhypen x gn!reader

genre: crack, fluff (if you squint hard enough)

request: “ hi. its me again with another request. could you do a bf!enha (ot7 or just one member if you prefer) text reaction to finding out they're not your enha bias (reader having another members pc or wallpaper or stan account or anything) . just ideas, it's totally up to you. ~ 🪸”

warnings: not proofread, lowercase intended, this is all lighthearted and playful between reader and the members

a/n: hi anon! tysm for your request and i did change it up a slight bit but i hope you like it <3 —REBLOGS HIGHLY APPRECIATED.

🖇️ — 양정원 ; JUNGWON !

🖇️ — 이희승 ; HEESEUNG !

🖇️ — 박종성 ; JAY !

🖇️ — 심재윤 ; JAKE !

🖇️ — 박성훈 ; SUNGHOON !

🖇️ — 김선우 ; SUNOO !

🖇️ — 西村 力 ; NI-KI !

[lovelynicho]

Hii!! I’m feeling angsty rn 😞

Andteam’s reaction when you walk away crying/cry or flinching in an argument you get the idea?? HSHSH hopefully it won’t be too hard to write and tyyy. Love your works mwaps!! 🫶🫶

&team reaction - to you crying/flinching in an argument

Pairing: bf!&team x gn!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: one curse word in EJ's; mention of abusive relationship in Yuma's; not proofread

Notes: it's my first time writing something as angsty as this so I hope you like it; english is not my first language I apologize for any mistakes; and I'm sorry for not posting for so long, I didn't have the motivation to write😔

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K

He's very strong, therefore he can be really scary at times. Especially when arguing. You hate arguing with him, so you usually try to leave when it gets a little out of hand, so both of you can calm down alone. Him on the other hand, although he hates arguing too, is a firm believer that everything needs to be discussed right then and there. This difference between you can cause some problems. Once when you were in a big argument with him, you decided that it should be ended, told him that you can't deal with that right now and you're going to your room to calm down a little, alone. But he didn't want to let it go, so he grabbed your wrist and continued yelling his problems at you. But his grip was too strong, it was painful. You looked at him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes "Yudai, it hurts" you said quietly. He looked at his hand and realisation hit him. He let go of your wrist, looked at you for a few seconds before saying "I'm sorry". Slowly and softly wrapped his arms around you and he kept repeating those words a million times: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry...."

Fuma

Although he is the most gentlemanly gentleman to ever step foot on Earth, he is incredibly strong and has a really deep voice. These two things can make him seem rather scary when you guys are in a serious fight. One day a little fight went a little too far. Both of you were just tired, working more than you should so even a little misunderstanding can turn into fighting. You two were just yelling at each other. At this point you couldn't even tell why you started to fight you just had to let the tension out. But when Fuma made a sudden move in your direction you screamed and backed until your back hit the wall. You were just looking at each other. His eyes were in pain, more like worried actually. He slowly approached you and when you didn't scare away he hugged you, his lips next to your ears whispering. "I could never hurt you. I love you so much, I would never want you to be in pain"

Nicholas

Although Nicholas is a sweetheart, I think we can all agree that from the outside he looks rather intimidating, even scary at times. And this feature of his does not do any good when the two of you are fighting. He also seems like the type to lose his temper pretty easily which is also bad for the situation. Once you had a really big fight. Both of you probably knew that you could settle it calmly but you built up so much stress at work and from life itself that you just had to let it out and unfortunately you chose to let it out on each other. You were at fault too, you said something really hurtful to Nicholas and he felt like he will explode if he doesn't release the tension. So out of anger he hit the wall closest to him. But that was right in fron of you and for a second you thought that he aimed at you. So you closed your eyes and just waited while tears were falling from your eyes. But instead the punch you expected you only felt warm arms wrapping around you. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..... I could never hurt you" he whispered. Then you just stayed there for a while, crying everything out in his comforting arms.

EJ

Our leader is such a sweet guy. Even though he's tall and quite strong you just need one look at his boba eyes and you already feel safe. His soft speaking nature also adds to the feeling of comfort he gives to not just you, but everyone around him. But as the leader he has lots of duties and also has to take care of not less than eight people. Believe me when I say, sometimes man is tired. And that day when he went over to spend time with you he was especially tired and stressed from work, he just didn't want to cancel the date because he hasn't seen you for what felt like forever. But when he got to you and you kept just asking him about his day and what they have been up to nowadays eventough he said he doesn't want to talk about work, he had enough. "Why can't you just shut up for a second? I cane over to have a calm evening but you just keep bothering me, I'm literally just wasting my time with you now" he yelled. His words shot straight to your heart. You managed to mutter a small 'sorry' and at least start walking away to your room before the tears started falling down your cheeks but he heard your sniffles. And standing there he knew, he fucked up.

Yuma

He probably wouldn't have scared you like that if it wasn't for your past. You had an abusive relationship before you met him. Your ex used to beat you up and it was hard for you to manage to get away from him. But with Yuma it was different. He was the nicest man you've ever met and the thought of him hurting you never entered your mind. But when you were having a rather bad fight every memory of your ex that layed in the back of your mind suddenly came back. That's the reason why when he lifted his hand as he was aggressively explaining something to you in the heat of the argument you instantly put your hands infront of your face as protection. You weren't scared of Yuma, it was more like an instinct, but he didn't know that. "I didn't mean to scare you" he muttered, much softer now than before "I'm so sorry y/n". "No, it's not your fault" you said as you stepped closer to him to assure him that you really weren't scared at all "it was just an instinct because of my ex. It really has nothing to do with you. I'm sorry" and with that you hugged him tightly. But he still whispered in your ears hoping to comfort you "don't ever apologise for something like this. It's not your fault love"

Jo

He's a sweetheart. I don't think he could ever even talk loud let alone make you cry. So if you cry in an argument then both of you cry, there's no other option. When you ended up in a bad argument you just threw every word against each other even if you didn't mean it. You hated it. Seeing him mad, being mad at him. You felt tears in your eyes, slowly rolling down your cheeks. When he saw that he couldn't say another word, instead he did exactly what you did, salty drops of water running from his eyes. You just looked at each other. No talk. Words weren't needed. Those things made you cry. You ended up cuddling on the couch crying out everything silently.

Harua

Usually Harua is a very soft person. I mean you can already tell it from his cute almost boyish looks. However when he's in a fight he can be surprisingly strong minded. You learned that in your first serious fight with him. He stood very firmly by his point believing he was right, when in reality he wasn't. At first you tried to convince him calmly but after a while you just had enough and instead of keep trying to solve the problem in a calm way you started yelling at him. As an answer he also raised his voice and even gesticulated to prove his point but the moves of his hands were huge and firm you've never seen him raise his hand this strongly before so as an instinct you flinched. And that's when he realised that he went too far. "I'm so so so so so sorry" he said already crying with his hands infront of his mouth. "I don't want to hurt you I swear" he kept going on about that. "It's okay I just over reacted" you answered as you softly wrapped your hands around his waist and pulled him into your chest.

Taki

This guy is always full of jokes and pranks. He just sometimes forgets to think about what if the given joke or prank is not funny but actually hurtful to someone. One day when you were at the dorm, this exact scenario happened. Taki just intended to make a joke but didn't consider that it was actually pretty hurtful to you. At first you just stayed silent because you didn't want to talk about how wath he said made you feel so bad. But when he noticed that you became more silent than before he tried to make you talk with another joke which was a huge mistake. You flipped out yelling at him about how hurtful his joke felt for you personally and that he should have considered your feelings. But his reaction to that was just him saying "relax, it was just a joke, if you can't take that, say that, and I won't tell it anymore" and that made you angrier. "Taki it's not that I can't take a joke it's just that your joke was not funny, it only made me feel bad and I can't even look at you right now" you yelled as tears started to roll down your cheeks. And with that you just left the dorm. In shock, he just sat down on the ground trying to figure out what to do.

Maki

Maki is a nice guy, everybody and their mother knows that. But sometimes even he can have bad days. Unfortunately you decided to come over unannounced to the dorm on one of those days when he would just rather be alone. When you arrived of course he was still happy for you, but in contrast to his, your day has been so good that you kept rambling. After some time you asked about his day and even after him saying that he would rather not talk about that now you asked one more time if he was sure and that was it for him. He almost started to yell at you infront of everyone in the living room but thankfully he still had the manners to keep these things privately. So he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room, shut his door as strong as he could and he started yelling at you only noticing minutes later that you were so scared from his sudden change of moods that you backed away from him and tears were built up in your eyes. When he realised how bad the situation was he decided not to talk anymore. Just went up to you and wrapped you in a tight, warm, comforting hug. A hug that lasted maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour. You didn't know and you couldn't care less when you had each other so close.

[sluttyminghao]

hehe i'd love a jun x reader scenario where they are head over heels with eachother but neither have confessed yet... and then they get drunk and y/n gets veryyy... confident and touchy hehe. go as far as u want with this i know u will write something amazing!!

my first time requesting from u!!

-☁️

You didn’t mean to touch him like that. Well… maybe you did. You’re drunk enough not to care but also sober enough to want everything and anything. The party’s long died down, and you and Jun are alone on the couch, a bottle of wine mostly gone between you, crappy music humming softly in the background.

Your legs are in his lap, and his hand is resting innocently on your shin… until you slide your foot up his thigh slowly and teasingly. Jun freezes, and his eyes flick down to where your foot is moving, then they move back up.

“What are you doing?” he asks, his voice strained. You lean in closer to him, resting your chin on his shoulder, your breath warm against his neck.

“You’re always looking at me like you wanna ruin me,” you whisper with a pout on your lips, “but you never do.”

His whole body tenses, and it's like something in him just breaks.

“Is that what you want?” he murmurs. “For me to ruin you?”

You smile, wicked and fearless, and swing your leg over his lap until you're straddling him, your hands sliding into his soft blond hair.

“I want you to give me everything you’ve been holding back.”

And that’s all it takes. He grabs your hips, dragging you against the very obvious bulge in his jeans, grinding you down until you moan against his mouth.

“You’ve got no idea what you’re asking for,” he growls, kissing you deeply, his lips hot and hungry against your own. “I’ve had to sit through months of you touching me like you don’t know what you’re doing. I can’t hold back anymore.”

You don’t want him to. Your clothes come off in pieces quite quickly; his shirt is hastily pulled over his head by your desperate fingers, yours stripped down until your bare chest is pressed to his, both of you panting and needy.

He lays you down on the couch, his dark eyes roaming over you like he’s seeing you for the first time.

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs. “How did I wait this long?”

He starts with desperate kisses to your neck and collarbone, gradually moving to the soft swell of your breasts, until he’s got you trembling underneath him, squirming and gasping like he's your source of oxygen. Then his fingers slide down, teasing between your thighs, and when he realises how wet you already are?

“Shit,” he groans, lips brushing your ear. “You really were just waiting for me to snap, huh?”

You nod, barely able to breathe. “Touch me, Jun. Please.”

He does, but it's slow at first. Two long fingers sliding through your slick folds, rubbing slow circles into your clit while you gasp and buck beneath him. He watches you like he’s addicted to your reactions, and he definitely is.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, mind slightly hazy from the alcohol. “So responsive to me. You want me to fuck you like this? On the couch? Like I’ve been dying to since the first night you wore that damn dress around me?”

You whimper, grabbing at his arms, pulling him closer. “Please Jun—”

He finally slides himself inside you in one, slow thrust, completely filling you up and stretching you out, making you feel every second of how long he’s waited for this. You both moan loudly, and your nails drag down his back as he starts to move.

And it’s filthy, the sounds and the rhythm alone have the coil tightening, the way he pulls one of your legs up over his shoulder to thrust deeper and rougher, his forehead pressed to yours.

“Mine now,” he grits out. “You hear me? No more teasing. No more waiting. You’re fucking mine.”

You come undone beneath him, sobbing his name loudly and clinging to him like a lifeline, your whole body shaking from the intensity. And he follows right after, groaning your name into your neck, hips stuttering as he spills deep inside you.

[mieisunki]

wanna attention

alt: when enhypen wants attention from you

ot7 x female!reader warnings: fluff i feel like jay's is soo much shorter than the rests, but his is my favorite...

masterlist

heeseung:

heeseung was a wild card. sometimes, he was completely okay if you weren't able to show him attention. he understood completely that sometimes you were busy. other times, he was similar to jake in a way that he wouldn't let you do anything without him.

today was the later of those. as soon as he stepped through your door, he was attached to your side like a magnet. normally you didn't mind, but today was the day you were supposed to go out with some friends for lunch. he was devastated when you told him this.

you told him you wouldn't be more than a couple of hours, and he was more than welcome to stay at yours until you got back. and while he didn't say anything, you could tell he wanted you to stay with him. the whole time you were getting ready he was at your side, arms draped over your shoulders and his head nestled in your neck.

you made him sit on the bed while you got dressed, and as soon as you stepped out of your closet, his hand grabbed your wrist. with one soft pull, you landed in his lap. his arms tightened around you, preventing you from moving.

"you're so pretty." he complimented you, kissing your exposed shoulder. "my pretty girl who's trying to leave me."

you laugh at his words. "it's just for a few hours."

"that's practically a lifetime." he whined, looking at you with his big eyes. "please stay with me."

you let out a sigh, never being able to say no to him. especially when he begged you. you moved your hands, pinching his cheeks and making him pout before kissing him. you felt him melt into your kiss, chasing your lips when you pulled away. "i'll tell them something came up. but you owe me food."

"deal, pretty girl." he beamed at your decision even though he knew what you were going to agree before pulling you into another kiss. "i love you."

"i love you too, you big baby."

rest under the cut

jongseong:

jay is one of the members that, while loving your attention, can function completely fine if it's not on him. he understands that you have your life and he has his, and you're not going to be able to give him attention 24/7.

but the one time that goes out of the window is in the morning. it's the one time that neither one of you have to worry about your lives, and can just be in each other's embraces without worrying about anything.

so when he woke up, and you weren't in bed, he lost his mind.

"baby?"

"yeah." you peak your head out from the bathroom. you see him pouting at you- hair in all directions. his eyes heavy with sleep. he pats the bed next to him.

"why aren't you in bed?"

"i just had to use the bathroom. i'll be out in just a second." your answer apparently wasn't good enough because you heard shuffling before jay joined you in the bathroom. "really jay?"

"your seconds up." your legs wrap around his waist as he pick you up and carries you back to bed. he puts you back in bed before joining you, immediately wrapping his arms around you tightly, so you couldn't go anywhere. you couldn't help but smile at his actions as you relax in his embrace. he pressed a kiss to your shoulder before falling back asleep- you following right after him.

jaeyun:

clingy boy #1. jake is the most affectionate member, so he demands your attention almost around the clock. if you are at the same place, he is going to be near you the whole time- no exceptions.

he had just got done with promotions and was spending some much needed time resting at your place. you had spent the whole day in his arms, but for some reason, he was being extra clingy. you had to practically pry his hands off of you so you could go the the bathroom by yourself.

even though you were happy jake was with you, you still had chores to do around the house. so when he fell asleep while you were watching a movie, you took your chance to do some laundry. big mistake.

"yn!" you jump, dropping the basket of clothes when you hear jake yell at the top of his lungs for you. once you recover from the scare, you laugh to yourself, deciding to stay quiet to see what he does. you can hear him stomping around while looking for you. "where's my girl?"

you had just pulled the lid to the washer down when you heard the door creak open. you weren't even able to turn around before you were tackled in a hug. jake pressed a overly obnoxious kiss on your cheek. "there you are. why didn't you answer me?"

"i was busy." you answer, freeing your arm so you could turn on the washer. once the washer started going, you turned around to your pouting boyfriend. "there, i'm all yours."

he beamed down at you, pressing kisses all over your face until you were laughing and pushing him away. not like you could go far with the grip he had on you. "good. because i hear the couch calling our names."

"oh do you now?" he nodded his head at your question.

"you don't hear it? yn. jake. come cuddle. i miss you." you roll your eyes at his behavior, though you secretly loved it. you motioned to the door, giving in to what he wanted.

"lead the way."

sunghoon:

sunghoon is another one of the members that wouldn't seek out your attention very often. don't get him wrong, he does love when your attention is on him, but he's not craving it as much as others (ahm... jake).

on the rare chance that you're not giving him attention and he wants it, you know instantly that he does. he doesn't say anything. he'll just stare at you. you can be doing something in the kitchen when you feel his eyes on you from where he's sitting in the living room.

most of the time, you stop whatever you're doing and go over and join him. but there are some times that you like to tease him. you'll pretend like you don't feel him staring at you while you keep doing whatever your doing.

once he realizes that you aren't going to come to him, he'll go to you. you'll smile to yourself when you get up from his seat out of the corner of your eye. when your back is turned to him, his long arms wrap around your body. his head rests on your shoulder as he clings to you.

"hi, hoonie." you greet him before going back to your task. you don't get very far before his hands are tugging your waist, pulling you away from whatever you were doing. you turn back to look at him. "what do you need?"

"you." and how can you resist that? you lean up, pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss before holding out your hand. he immediately accepts, wrapping his fingers around yours before pulling you back to the couch where he will keep you in his arms for the next few hours.

seonwoo:

sunoo is a mixture between jay and jake. while he does understand that you can't always show him affection, he still finds himself pouting when he wants attention and you're not giving it to him. today was one of those days when all he wanted was your attention.

you had exams coming up, so all of your free time went to studying. sunoo knew this when he came over. he promised he would leave you to study- he just wanted to be near you. but just being near you wasn't good enough anymore.

you honestly didn't expect him to last as long as he did, so you weren't surprised when you felt his arms wrap around your shoulder after a few hours of him being there. "hi, my sun."

"hi, my baby." he mumbled, face smushed in the crease of your neck. "i miss you."

you let out a small laugh. "i've been here the whole time."

"it's not the same." he flushed.

"if you wanted some attention, you should've just asked." you tell him. "i don't mind taking some breaks for you."

his head popped up from your shoulder so fast- eyes bright in excitement. "really?"

and that's how you ended up spending the rest of the afternoon binge watching your guys favorite show. it wasn't fully sunoo's fault. as soon as you laid your head on his chest, you knew you weren't moving anytime soon.

jungwon:

clingy boy #2. this boy loves your attention. he craves it. still not as bad as jake though. most of the time though, you give him all the attention he wants. on the off chance you're not and he wants it, be prepared because he will not let you go.

you were getting ready to go the the grocery store when jungwon entered your apartment. once he realized you were getting ready, he stood in the doorway with a pout on his face. "where are you going?"

"i need groceries." you answer, giving him a kiss before moving to finish getting ready.

"can i come with you?"

"of course, wonnie."

so here you were, shopping for food with your boyfriend glued to your side- literally. he was holding the basket with one hand, and the other one was wrapped around your shoulder- preventing you from going more than 2 inches away from him. the only time he let go of your shoulder was when you needed something from a higher shelf.

once you told him you had everything, he had you in line faster than you could blink. you look up at him with a teasing smile. "is there a reason why you want to go home so bad?"

he rested his head on your shoulder, so he could whisper in your hear. "i want cuddles."

"what was that?" you hummed. "i couldn't hear you."

"yn..." he whined your name, no liking your teasing. you turn around, kissing his pouting lips before smiling.

"i'm just messing with you. we'll cuddle as soon as we get home. but you have to put up the groceries."

he smiled, giving you another kiss. "deal."

riki:

riki was similar to sunghoon. most of the time, your attention was already on him, so he never had to ask for it. but today, you had just gotten a new book, and had refused to put it down since you got it.

riki watched you read, hoping you would catch on that he wanted your attention. but you didn't. you just kept on reading- forgetting he even existed (his thoughts not yours).

he then tried a new technique. he sat next to you with a huge sigh. "what does that book have that i don't?"

"what do you mean?" you chuckle, knowing exactly what he means. you stop reading, but you don't look up at him- loving when he acts like this.

"you haven't even looked at me since you got it." you finally looked over at him. his eyes brightened as he met your gaze.

"are you starving for my attention?"

"well, i wouldn't say starving..." he scratching the back of his neck- face flushing pink. you closed your book before leaning over and pinching his cheek. he swatted your hand away. "stop that."

"stop what, ki? i'm giving you attention." you laughed as he glared at you. you leaned back in your seat, opening your arms for him. he smiled before laying on top of you. you ran your hands through his hair when he laid his head on your chest. "better?"

"much."

[enhaeil]

who in enhypen do you think is a “tell me you love me” typa guy during sex?🤤

HMMMMM.

I say jake and sunghoon, honorable mention jay.

☆ jake is desperate with it, like it gets him off. as he's nearing his orgasm and his thrusts start getting sloppier, he's damn near BEGGING you to say it, tears welling in his eyes. he won't finish until you do. bonus points if you make him wait for it.

☆ sunghoon is more dominant with it. he's not asking you, it's a command. he likes watching you struggle to form a sentence, going harder the moment you begin to try. he won't let YOU cum until you say it.

☆ bonus jay: he'll never ask you to say it but if it slips out it 100% affects him. he loves hearing how much you love him and how good he makes you feel. you don't miss the way his hips stutter when you confess you love him.

[dprvivi]

p1h reaction to you saying no to having sex

pairing: 0t6 x fem!reader

summery: reader saying that they are not in the mood/don’t want to have sex when their partner wants to have sex (different scenario for each member)

warnings: suggestiv but no smut!

a/n: im a whore for angsty smutty comfort… so I Hope you like this too. Feedback is appreciated!

Thank you so so much for all the love, reblogs and likes on the last post! It means the world!

keeho:

you were in the kitchen making dinner. It was one of those rare times that nobody else was in the apartment, so you were using your time to cook together. The last few weeks have been tough for your relationship since p1h has been everywhere but home and not seeing each other so much has definitely made it tough to feel connected. While cooking you noticed that he was trying to shift the mood to a more sexual one a few times. Kissing your neck while standing behind you, lightly smacking your ass when you bend down or lifting you onto the counter and kiss you. But the last thing you wanted was to have sex. It was the first time you two saw each other again, you wanted to be close to him but not in this way. You wanted to reconnect emotionally and not physically.

After eating you went into the living room still trying to make the mood more emotionally connected and comfortable rather then physical. But for some reason keeho didn’t notice your attempts to turn his advances down. As you were sitting on the couch together talking about something that wasn’t that important. At some point his gaze noticeably shifted more towards your body and he pulled you closer kissing you passionately.

Not that you didn’t want to have sex with your beautiful and kind boyfriend but for some reason it didn’t feel right. You hasn’t seen each other so long and this wasn’t what you wanted to do right now, you wanted to cuddle and watch a movie talking about unimportant things while looking into each other eyes like there are no other people in the world.

When he pulled you into his lap your heart was racing to point that he could have probably heard it. „Keeho….can we stop please“ came out of your mouth without a time to process what you just said. You didn’t want to make him feel bad or make things awkward but you also didn’t want to have sex. He pulled away looking into your eyes with a look that made your heart drop down to your knees. „I’m sorry I-…“ you said filling the silence „no. y/n don’t apologize please“ he cupped your face with hand and you could tell he was feeling bad. „ y/n im so sorry if I pushed you to anything you didn’t want-…“ he says so quietly and nervously it was something you rarely ever heart from him. „No keeho I… you didn’t push me I was just… can we just cuddle tonight?“ you cut him off.

He pushes a strand of hair away from your face looking into your eyes with so much love „ I’m sorry y/n-…“ „keeho it’s fine really-…“ „no let me apologize, I should have payed more attention I’m sorry. Now please choose a movie and we can cuddle until we see sunlight okay?“he said while lifting you off his lap.

Theo:

Theo and you had been out all day, running some errands, getting dinner at your favorite sushi place and going for a walk in the park near their dorm. By the time you got back to the dorm you were exhausted. You walked tru the front door of the dorm being greeted being met with the familiar faces of Theos members. „Y/n! heyyyy your back“ intak said from the kitchen wanting you to feel at home. Theo closed the door behind you two. He was carrying all the stuff you two have bought today and placed them onto the kitchen counter while you were removing your shoes and jacked. You followed into the kitchen, hugging intak while greeting him and then grabbing a glass of water for yourself.

„It’s pretty late already do you just want to head to bed or stay in the livingroom with the members?“ Theo asked you. „I’m pretty tired let’s just head to bed“ you said walking past him to his room only stoping to give him a small kiss. You entered his room going to your overnight bag and getting your toothbrush, pjs and makeup remover before heading into the bathroom. You did notice Theo following you to the bathroom so you waited for him to come in before shutting the door. The gave you a kiss before grabbing his toothbrush and starting to brush his teeth, you did the same. Once you were done he was starting to get changed while you were taking off your makeup. You were comfortable around him but removing your makeup in front of him always left you feeling a bit insecure. Theo,the boyfriend he truly was, obviously knew that and like always didn’t miss his chance to come up behind you in the mirror and hug you from behind „you look so beautiful“ he said. „Stop lying“ you joked, both of you laughing while he shook his head.

You moved to the side pulling you pants down and grabbing them from the floor. Your top was next leaving you in underwear only. Not that Theo didn’t see you in underwear (or less) all the time but he loved you body and he could never get enough. He moved closer to you grabbing your waist while standing in front of you while giving you a kiss. „Do you want my help with this?“ he asked you, smirking while reaching his hands up to your bra clasp and undoing it. As your bra feel to the floor, he pulled you closer, kissing you again. His hands were roaming your body, cherishing your breast and waist. You knew what direction he was heading in but you were absolutely exhausted and tired.

„Im sorry Theo but I’m so tired“ you said between his kisses. He pulled back looking into your eyes. You thought he would look disappointed but I was more the opposite. He was still smiling, he put his hand below your chin pulling you head up just a bit before kissing you quickly. „That’s okay, let’s head to bed honey“ he said giving you your pj shirt into your hand. After you finished changing you finally headed to bed.

Jiung:

You normally don’t visit jiung in the studio because very often the other members are there. Not because you didn’t like the other members you loved them but you felt kind of out of place at the studio with them.

„do you want to come over i miss u“ was the text you received about 30 minutes ago. You had seen each other a few days ago but obviously you missed him too. So there you were Finally arriving at the studio knocking at his small rooms door. He was sitting at his pc working on a new song but when he heard your knock he immediately stood up and opens the door for you.

„heyyy“ he said when he opens the door giving you a quick kiss and hugging you quickly but firmly. „do you want to sit down or-…“ you sit down on his couch cutting him off by saying „are you nervous or something“ you giggling teasing him because you knew he is always nervous about having you at work especially because he’s nervous to show you knew songs. „Whattttt noooo“ he responded sarcastically while sitting down next to you. You took his hand looking him in the eyes. You loved seeing him like this, without makeup and in baggy comfortable clothing. „do you want to hear my new song?“

„obviously“you said while giving you a kiss on the cheek before he stood up to his pc. Clicking buttons you didn’t understand until a song started playing. It was beautiful, not finished but absolutely beautiful. „did you write this?“ he nodded still waiting for you to say something. „Jiung it’s so beautiful… I love it“ you said.

He moved to the couch again and kissing you. This time deeper. He moved over you, you now were laying on your back on the couch him on top of you. You loved being with him but this was a bit to risky for your comfort. You were shy and you were aware of that. When he started to move his hand down to undo your pants you couldn’t hold back anymore „jiung- I dont-…can we stop?“ you said fast and quiet. Shutting your eyes while saying it. You felt his hand Cup your face „hey… of course. Are you okay?“. He moved to sit besides you, holding your hand. „yes I …. Im okay this is just a bit out of my comfort zone… I love having sex with you but … maybe not here“. You looked at him and he just smiled. „I’m glad you said something, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, are you sure you are okay ?“ he looked at you with so much love it was kind of strange that you actually thought he would be mad. You nodded at him giving him a smile before he gave you a kiss on the forehead „I love you darling don’t forget that“. You stayed on the couch a bit before heading home.

Intak:

You two were in his room, laying on his bed. It was pretty late already and you had come over only a few hours ago. „Oh my god just pick one“ you said laughing. Intak had been scrolling thru Netflix for half an hour finding a reason for each movie not to watch it. „Noooo y/n I want a movie we both will like“ he responded looking at you with a pout. „This one… what about this one“ you said pointing to the screen. „fineeee“ he said finally clicking play on a romcom.

He was rested with his back against the wall with you in between his legs, your back pressed against his torso and the back of his head rested against his chest. After a while of just talking and the movie fading into the background he softly started kissing your neck and the top of your head from behind. You moaned slightly at the sensation, his warm breath feeling so electrifying against your neck. You felt his hands start reaching up your shirt from behind. You finally turned around being on top of him. He put his hands on your neck pulling you closer and kissing you deeply. He reached under your shirt and started pulling it over your head. He groaned when you reached your hands under his shirt, teaming his trained body.

When his hands started wandering lower you suddenly remembered something important. You had started your period today, you totally forgot to tell him. You subconsciously pulled away a bit. „wait- intak im on my period“ you said breathless between kisses. He stoped kissing you looking you into the eyes with his beautiful dark puppy eyes. He moved a stray strand of hair out of your face as you were hovering over him. „all good princess“ he said casually but sweet and gentle with a soft smile on his face.„Cuddling is underrated anyway“ he said with a chuckle. You moved over to lay besides him „I agree“ you said with a big smile as he wrapped his arm around you while you got comfortable laying your head onto his chest.

Soul:

The relationship was still fresh, not new but you were still taking a lot of first steps together since you were taking things rather slow. You both had never been in a relationship before and both of you knew that.

You were sitting at his pc on his fancy little gaming chair. He was sitting behind you on the bed as you were playing some kind of game together. You had absolutely no idea what you were even doing but he was smiling and laughing so cutely that was all you needed anyway.

„Baby you just killed me“ he said giggling and putting his controller down. „Did I? Im sorry“ you said turning around to give him a kiss as you moved to the bed. Instead of sitting down next to him you pushed him down onto his back, moving on top of him so you were seated on him. „Okay I forgive you“ he said smirking until he pulled your head down to his and kiss you. You started fidgeting with the hem of his tanktop before pulling it over his head. „god shota…“ you said while running your hands over his abs. He turned his head to the side embarrassed but you knew he really appreciated the compliment. He kissed you again and again and god was it hot. But When you started feeling how his hand down into your pants you got nervous. „Shota… I’ve never done this before“ you admitted nervously. He pulled his fingers away placing them at your waist as you were still seated on top of him. He was smiling softly nodding and never breaking eye contact „that’s okay we don’t have to…“ „no I mean we can“ you cut him off but he could tell you were super nervous. „No let’s make your first time special, okay?“ he looked at you rubbing circles with his thumbs at the curve of your waist.

Jongseob:

You were backstage next to jongseob but sitting with the other members. Luckily you loved his members and they loved you two. „We have 25 minutes left before we should head out“ keeho reminded his members knowing that some of them probably already forgot. „Yes mom“ Theo replied sarcastically. You and jongseob were watching TikTok on his phone, sitting very close together. His hand was rested on your thigh which was very cute but he normally wasn’t really into pda in front of his members. You still appreciated the gesture.

„Do you want to go into the dressing room with me I want to add some other accessories“ he said quietly into your direction. „yeah sure“ you responded giving him a kiss on the cheek before standing up together. The other members didn’t say anything when they saw you leaving into the dressing room but that probably only because they didn’t care what you did, the only thing that mattered was that you two were back in time for the stage.

The door of the dressing room closed behind the two of you. He really did reach for accessories which you honestly thought was the only thing you had in mind. But after changing on accessorie and asking you if you liked it he walked over to you and showed his true intentions. He kissed you deeply but with a certain kind of speed you weren’t used two. Not that you didn’t have sex or made out but never in a quicky way. The two of you always took you time having sweet and wholesome sex. Not that you were opposed to the idea of having quicker or rougher sex but this was going so fast and in an environment you didn’t feel comfortable in. He started walking towards a wall with you, pushing you softly against it. He took your hands and put them over your head, holding them against the wall with one of his hands. He started kissing you from your lips down to your chest.

But the only thing you had in mind was the ticking clock. It was 25 minutes until the stage started like 10 minuets ago. Did you really wanted to have sex right now? You loved having sex with him but normally it was different.

„Wait jongseob… wait“ you said breathless between moans and breaths. He pulled away and locked you into the eyes waiting for you to say more. „I don’t know if I want this here… i mean you have to be on stage in like 15 minutes“ you rambled on like you needed some kind of hood excuse but for jongseob anything but a clear yes was a complete no go. He let go of you hands giving you a kiss on the cheek „don’t worry we don’t have to“ he responded cutely.

He tried fixing your hair a bit before heading out to the other members again.

A/n: I’m still new so feedback is still appreciated:) let me know which member was your favorite<3

[shyoko]

can i suggest something? can you do an ot7 enhypen story where the girl makes a prank saying that "their dicks are too small" btw i love you don't explode 😭😭

☆Prank saying that "their dicks are too small".☆

This writing is my own; no copies, adaptations, or translations are allowed. I hope you like it. (English is not my first language.) 

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A/n: I hope you like it very much. I love you too. 🩷🩷

✦Adult content✦

Heeseung☆

Heeseung moved his fingers deftly over the keyboard, stringing together attacks in his video game. His hands moved with mesmerizing speed, awakening a burning desire in you. You knew you shouldn't interrupt him-all his friends could hear him through the headphones-but... if he kept quiet, there would be no problem.

You approached, and upon noticing your presence, Heeseung turned his face. His gaze met your innocent smile, all too aware that he was hiding something.

“What is it, honey, do you need something?”

“You!”

Your friends' laughter burst out of their headphones. Heeseung sighed, muting the microphone.

“I finish this game and I'm with you, okay?”

But then he turned it back on and, with dangerous confidence, blurted out:

“She's so desperate.”

The guffaws were not long in coming.

Oh, this was a war.

You knelt under the desk and pulled down his pants in one motion. Heeseung flinched, his eyes darting between the screen and you.

“Honey...” he murmured in warning.

You smiled before speaking loud enough to be heard.

“Your dick looks small.”

Laughter erupted instantly.

Heeseung reddened, but when his dark eyes bore into yours, you knew the truth.

It wasn't embarrassment. It was anger.

And he wasn't about to let it go.

“Can you two concentrate on playing and stop laughing you assholes?”

He laid his eyes on you, and only you. And before he said a word he roughly lifted you up and glued your chest to his desk leaving his hooves right next to you so his friends could hear everything.

“Come on honey, if you apologize maybe I'll think about fucking you silly right now.”

You stirred in his arms trying to find his touch. 

Which he did with no problem sticking to your ass hard, feeling his entire length so close but so far away from you.

“S-sorry” you whispered.

His hand slapped you. 

“Who's the one who fills you so well? Who? Come on say it, sweetheart.” 

he laughed dryly as he felt your body tremble beneath him.

 “You, j-just you.”

 “That's right, just me.”

Certainly your friends had a show that night. 

jay☆

After a heated make-out session, Jay received a call from his company. They informed him that he was to attend a brief meeting to discuss some relevant issues before his return.

“Fuck...” he muttered in annoyance as he hung up.

After stealing a couple more kisses from you, he reluctantly said goodbye and walked out.

Minutes later, your phone vibrated with a message from him:

“This is torture. I feel so tight in my pants.”

“Damn, this is so embarrassing.”

“I hope no one notices.”

You smiled, amused, and decided to play a little.

“It's okay, baby. I'll take care of you when you get here.”

“Besides, you shouldn't worry...your dick isn't big enough to be noticed.”

Okay, maybe the joke was too much, but you were dying to see her reaction.

It wasn't long in coming.

“Excuse me?”

“Are you sure about what you're saying?”

“Because I'm not the one screaming my head off about how good my dick feels.”

“I'm not the one who gets desperate to have it inside her, to the point of sending audios and pictures begging for attention.”

“Nor am I the one who waits for me many nights naked and open, begging for me.”

“So tell me, are you really sure of what you're saying?”

Your face burned as you wrote hurriedly:

“Oh, for God's sake, shut up right now!”

“Shut me up.”

“And while you're at it, rest that throat.”

“Because when I come, the last thing you'll do is be quiet... So look forward to my return.”

Your body shuddered at the implied promise.

The night would be a long one.

Jake☆

Jake's long, skillful fingers moved deftly over you, provoking a myriad of sensations that took your breath away.

Your soft gasps filled the room, mingling with the sound of his labored breathing. “God, baby...” he murmured with a smug smile, enjoying the way you reacted to his touch ”You're so wet for me.”

His words further ignited the heat coursing through your body.

“Do you think you're ready for me yet?” he asked softly, in complete contrast to the intensity of his movements.

Your mind was blank, caught up in the pleasure... until suddenly, he pulled away, leaving you with an empty feeling and a silent protest on your lips.

“Shh... it's okay, baby. You'll feel even better now” he whispered, his tone laden with promise.

He positioned himself against you, the tip of his dick at your hole ready to go deep, but before he could continue, an idea crossed your mind.

“‘Baby...” you whispered, with feigned innocence. “I prefer your fingers, they're much longer.”

The silence that followed was almost palpable. Jake blinked, processing your words.

You had just implied something that was far from true.

His jaw tensed and, in a single motion, he caught your wrists in one of his hands, lifting them above your head.

“Stop teasing” he spat with a scowl, his intense gaze riveted on yours.

“I know you love my hands, but you know damn well you're dying for it to be my dick inside you right now.” 

“I said I prefer your fingers-”

You didn't finish the sentence.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as Jake entered you, he was deep inside you, his hips delivering thrust after thrust.

“How about now, baby?” he murmured against your ear, his voice velvety in perfect contrast to the way he enveloped you.

His gaze descended to your belly.

“Look where I am...” he whispered, with a satisfied smile. “Are you sure you prefer my fingers?” he pointed to your belly where the outline of his dick was noticeable.

Your only response was a shaky moan.

Jake laughed softly, leaning over you as his fingers slowly traced your skin.

“You look so fucking beautiful like this...”

Sunghoon☆

Your hands slid gently down Sunghoon's body as you descended little by little, tracing him with light caresses. Deftly, you unbuttoned his pants and slid them down along with his boxers, exposing the evidence of his desire.

You gently wrapped your fingers around him, feeling his warmth against your skin.

“Mmh~” a small sound escaped your lips.

Your mischievous gaze settled on him before you blurted out, with feigned innocence:

“You seem smaller than I remembered.”

Sunghoon froze, his expression hardening instantly.

“Excuse me?” his tone took on a dangerous edge.

“I'm just saying I remembered it bigger, honey.”

You smiled, giving away the lie.

His eyes narrowed, and before you could react, his fingers tangled in your hair with a firm grip.

“You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, princess.”

“Now I'll keep that damn mouth busy so you'll stop talking nonsense” He tugged at your hair, forcing you to look up at him.

“Understood?”

You averted your gaze, silently challenging him.

His grip tightened.

“I asked if you understood. Answer. Now.”

Your breath trembled.

“ U-understood...” you whispered.

A deep chuckle escaped his lips, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Good girl” he murmured with satisfaction before firmly guiding your head until it bumped against his dick.

You didn't need any more directions. You knew exactly what to do.

Your lips began to spread soft kisses, causing her breath to hitch. You played, you teased, you enjoyed the anticipation, but Sunghoon was not one to tolerate that kind of torture.

“Stop teasing” his gravelly voice made it clear that his patience was wearing thin.

“Open up” It didn't take you long to do as he asked by letting him enter your mouth. Quickly your eyes filled with tears from the rough thrusts he was delivering to your throat.

His fingers brushed your cheek with deceptive tenderness, wiping away the moisture built up in the corners of your eyes.

“Now, why don't you start by apologizing to me?” he whispered, his tone mixing gentleness and authority. “Before I decide to teach you what it really means to play with me.”

The air grew thick between you.

You definitely wouldn't come out of this unscathed.

Sunoo☆

You and Sunoo wandered aimlessly through the store, exploring each aisle leisurely.

When you reached the children's section, your eyes fell on tiny Spiderman print boxer shorts. The thought made you smile mischievously.

“Look, baby. For you” you joked, holding them out in front of him.

Sunoo frowned, clearly offended.

“There wouldn't even fit a part of my dick-” 

You didn't give him a chance to finish. Quickly, you covered his mouth with your hand, before he blurted out something like that in the middle of the children's section. 

“Sunoo!” you whispered in disbelief. “Are you listening to yourself? You can't say that in here...”

A laugh crashed against your hand, sunoo grabbed your wrist and pulled it away from his mouth pushing your hand down. 

Sunoo had placed your hand right on his erection, startling you. You froze as you felt the warmth of his body under your touch.

His hips moved gently but desperately against your hand, trying to soothe the big problem that was growing by the second inside his pants. 

Sunoo leaned toward your ear, her voice barely a murmur laden with intent.

“L-let's go...” he whispered, urgently, tugging gently on your wrist as he headed for the exit.

The ride to the car was silent, but the tension between the two of you was evident.

As you sat in the passenger seat, Sunoo exhaled with a shaky sigh, her gaze meeting yours.

“Take care of me...” he asked in a low tone, his expression reflecting a mixture of anticipation and restrained desire.

 He opened his pants and pulled his dick out without pulling them down, just leaving enough room for it to come out. 

Your hand slowly slid down his thigh, enjoying the anticipation in his eyes. Finally you circled his length eliciting a half-hearted sigh. 

Definitely, the wait until you got home would be too long, as you wouldn't get home without him finishing first.

Jungwon☆

You were on the couch, pretending to be on a call with your friends, just to see Jungwon's reaction.

“He's very cute, the only bad thing is that he's not very big let's say” you said with feigned indifference, making sure he was close enough to hear you.

You waited for some kind of response, but Jungwon ignored it completely. Two hours passed and he didn't even mention the comment, which made you think that maybe he hadn't heard it.

Instead, in the evening, when his lips took yours, you realized how wrong you were.

His kiss didn't have the usual sweetness; it was more intense, more demanding. His tongue pushed its way in firmly, while his hands roamed your body with a possessive touch.

Clothes piled up on the floor, your hands took over everything until he ended up on your breasts. You were ready for more, for him, but just as he was about to continue, he suddenly pulled away.

“Where are you going?” you asked, puzzled.

Jungwon looked at you calmly, but his tone was anything but innocent.

“To the living room. I don't think my dick will satisfy you, so you'd better take care of it yourself.”

You froze.

“N-no, wait...” desperation seeped into your voice as you stood up and pulled him to you. “It was a lie, I promise.”

Jungwon tilted his head, enjoying your reaction.

“ Darling, it's no problem. I'm sure you can manage without me.”

But before he could take another step, you clung to his neck, your lips searching for any way to stop him.

“Please...I was stupid” you whispered against his skin. “I can't without you...”

Your eyes were glazed over, and he noticed immediately.

Without a word he took you in his arms and placed you on the bed towering over you.

“You look so sweet crying for me...” he murmured with a satisfied smile....

He leaned over you, his gaze dark and full of intent.

Finally, he gave you what you so desperately needed, making sure you learned your lesson.

Ni-ki☆

You shed your clothes at the same time as Ni-ki, feeling the warmth of her hand taking yours as she guided you into the shower. The water began to fall, sliding down your bodies as steam enveloped the atmosphere.

A soft chuckle escaped your lips.

“What's wrong?” asked Ni-ki with a smile, not understanding the reason for your amusement.

“He looks so adorable when he's asleep...he looks tiny” you said, pointing down mischievously.

Her smile faded instantly. His eyes darkened and, without warning, his hand closed around your neck with a firmness that made your breathing quicken. In one swift movement, he spun you around and pushed you gently against the wet shower wall, pressing his body against yours.

A gasp caught in your throat.

“I remind you that this dick” his deep voice echoed in your ear “is the same one that leaves you shaking every time. So stop talking nonsense...or you'll go a month without it.”

The heat radiating from her body, added to the contrast of the water sliding across your skin, made you shiver. Her hips brushed against you with intentionality, her grip on your neck intensifying from time to time, as if marking each word with her touch.

Every second that passed, you could feel him growing up right behind you seeing more clearly the effect your joke had had on him. Ni-ki grabbed your wrist and forced you to turn around, facing his chest, noticing the difference in height between the two of you.

He moved even closer, forcing you to lower your gaze.

And then you saw it.

The size difference was overwhelming. How in just a few minutes he had been able to grow to the width and length he was now.

“Well, baby?” he murmured with a sly grin. “Does it still look adorable now?”

Your pulse shot up.

You were definitely in trouble.