#Nam-Gyu

[little-miss-of-the-sky]

THE GIRL WHO THOUGH TOO MUCH (Nam-Gyu x anxious reader)

Nam-Gyu didn't know what had caught his eye on you . Maybe it was the tone of silence among the indignation. The way you twisted your sleeves between your fingers. Or your worried expression, so worried, as if a tragedy was brewing and only you had the secret . He saw you glancing around,until you met his gaze and quickly looked at the ground again. Yet, it awakened a strange feeling in Nam-Gyu's heart, a mix of emptiness and warmth . But he forced himself to focus on those strange armed guards who had just entered. A simple player was not going to distract him . But your number, 258 , remained anchored in his head, even though he kept telling himself that he didn't need a woman acting like a frightened child . Thanos was sufficient as an ally . 

He saw you again during red light,green light, looking terrified, your eyes wide like a deer under headlights. Blood was slowly running down your cheek, crimson drops staining the green of your tracksuit. A girl was dead in front of you, shot in the head, her body resting at your feets while the light reflected on her empty pupils. Nam-Gyu hated that he cared . That every shout of the player 456, who claimed to know the game, seemed to panick you even more.  That, despise your motionless form, your eyes were full of tears and your hands began to shake dangerously . The doll began to sing again, her childish voice a contrast to the massacre it was allowing to be accomplished :

"Mugunghwa kkoci pieot seumnida".

All the players were moving in a line, following Gi-Hun command, but you didn't moved, as if paralyzed by the corpse at your feets. If you stayed like this, you will die in the next round, by shaking too much or running out of time . And deep down, Nam-Gyu didn't want that to happen . In a quick mouvement, he grapped your arm and pulled you by force behind him . The doll slowly turned her head, searching for the unlucky players who moved.  He could feel your trembling body leaning against his back, your breath gasping as you whispered hesitantly :

"Thanks you, player 124..............."

He was almost embarrassed to hear your sweet voice thanking him with so much gratitude. But a little voice in your head told him that you only wanted to use him, like so many others.  As an answer, he pushed your arm off his body and sneered :"Stop leaning on me, crybaby. I should have left you there. "

Even if you ended up surviving, he didn't expect to see you again . But your caught up with him on the countless stairs, your skin still pale from the horror you had seen. You didn't seemed sure, far from it, but you swallowed and said :

"player 124 , thanks you again for saving me. May i ask your name ? "

He though for a moment, his gaze studying you before muttering : "Nam-Gyu....."

Your eyes lit up, a faint smile rising on your lips as you exclaimed :

"Well, thanks Nam-Gyu ! "

Not Nam-Su or another nickname, you got it right the first Time . And it made his heart beat faster . And he didn't know what to make of it .

Of course, he voted to stay . Life was fucked up out there, so why would he return to it ? Soft sobs reached his ears , the muffled sounds barely louder than a whisper but still here.  And he didn't take long to find where the noise was coming from . You were here, defending a young woman who had voted to go , against the player 100 . The old man had previously manipulated her, taking advantage of her shock after the first game. Nam-Gyu could see you trying to not burst into tears, your feet nervously stomping the ground as you begged :

"Please sir, i know she didn't voted like she told you but don't harras her...."

But the old man didn't care and walked closer to you, enterring your personal space just to directly yell in your face : "Your debt is only 850 000 wons so shut up ! You don't understand ! And stop shaking, pathetic girl ! "

You looked like you saw a ghost and was scratching your arm violently, leaving red marks on the skin. The player 100 didn't seemed to care about how is demeanor was affecting you, instead turning to the others players and screaming :

"Let's play one more game and get more money ! "

And if Nam-Gyu found the argument between the old lady and her son amusing, seeing you disappear among the crowd of people was not something he would have wished . 

After the vote, he let Thanos for a moment, under the pretext of going to find someone to team up.  The truth was that he also wanted to escape the calm humiliation inflicted on him by the rapper, the constant "Nam-Su" that filled him with frustration. But he kept his complaints for himself, because reasoning with Thanos would be usuless. As he walked among the bunks, he noticed somebody curled up in a corner, alone . The nearer je approched, the more he saw the trembling shoulders, the more he heard the rapid breath . The person gripped her jacked thightly and on the fabric, Nam-Gyu recognized a number. Your number . It was you who had completly cracked, pushed to the limit by the fear of the guards, of this games, and the threats of player 100 . And anxious woman was not going to live long here, even if she tried her best . He had saw many girls at the club breaking down like that, sometimes after using his drugs. And it never ended well . 

His first though was to leave you there, to laugh about how you were so stupid to cry like that . But something was holding him back, a feeling he didn't like at all . Affection . With a sigh, he squatted down at your height and akwardly patted your back . Your lack of reaction annoyed him so he grapped your chin to see your face . A small part of him regretted his gesture when he saw your startle. Homever, he did not allow himself to break his mocking, passive-agressive exterior . He looked at you straight in the eyes, noticing your wet cheeks and said :

"you, join my team . No one would want somebody so frightened anyway"

. A long silence passed before you stood up and wiped your tears, your body shaken with soft hiccups. Your voice was trembling and hoarse when you answered :

"I accept..... Nam-Gyu...."

Your suspicious look hadn't gone away but you remembered his name . And this gave rise to a sweet warmth in his heart .

You integrated with his team quite well . At first scared of Thanos and his high state , you started liking him more when you realised that he didn't mean you any harm . Gyeong-su was delighted to have someone listening to him talking about the "great"Thanos. Nam-Gyu often sat near you, sticking you as he did to Thanos. If you couldn't get out of this shitty place, he might try to make you survive. 

(English is not my first language, i apologize for any mistakes)

Tags : @goodberguy7 , @namsgyu , @sealcowboy , @slutforsnow , @i-think-youre-a-work-of-art , @oliverisagaymuggleborn

[kouzih]

Y'ALL SLEEPP ON HIMMMM GODDDDD

[midnite-c6]

imagine being the more timid type player who would rather stay by themselves unless it’s a team game and Thanos and Namgyu instantly taking notice in you.

in the six legged pentathlon, you are immediately on their team you don’t even get a choice, they would make sure you are right in between them during that game

thanos & nam-gyu imagine!!

vro they would be so INSUFFERABLE

u being in the middle so theyre all up in u when its ur turn to play

zorry guys but i believe theyre so touchy for u I SWEAR

"baby, , you did so good on our team.. don't be shy, wanna come with us?" thanos says in the dark, during lights out, placing his big tatooed hand against yours, lightly tugging on them. "me and my bro here just wants to reward you, yeah?" nam-gyu says, you could still see the white of his eyes, or his sly grin that was showing his teeth in the dark. you're nervous af because you know these two dudes were the first ones to start conflict in the dorms anyway

"come on you seem so quiet," nam-gyu mocks as he touches your cheek. you can't help but let them since you're too scared to defend yourself. "dude, it's always the quiet ones who are the freakiest" thanos whispers into nam-gyu's ear, they both chuckle. "let's test it out, man!"

😛 nsfw warning!->

thanos sloppily thrusts in and out of your crying cunt. your pussy coated in your cum, mixed together with thanos' and nam-gyu's. "fuck, señorita." he mumbled as he peppered your face with kisses, nam-gyu's middle and pointer finger flicking your clit, his other hand sliding in and out of his dick. "come on, it's your turn, dude!" thanos slides out from your cunt, nam-gyu slides inside with a grunt, your cheeks were tear-stained and you can't help but moan despite the situation. "this whore's cunt is crazy wet, you're enjoying it just as much huh?" nam-gyu chuckled, you whine as a response, the man inside you grunted as he fully slid in, balls deep. "fuck bro, this bitch is just as good as getting high." thanos chuckled at his comment, "just as good? she's better ma' boy!" the purple-haired addict exclaims, his hand wrapping your chin, forcing your mouth, that was screaming in pleasure and pain, open. "jeez, you're so loud now, what happened to that shy girl just a few minutes ago?" well... you couldn't help it, and it wasn't like you could say no anyway, afterall, who knows what would happen if you denied their requests. your life's probably on the line.

[making-eggs]

THIS IS KILLING ME. his nam-su. he’s so cute

[littlescorp1o]

the prettiest

[grimmsbride]

▒ ❀ ̭͡⠀ ❛ SOME ENCOURAGEMENT. NAM-GYU / PLAYER 124

nam-gyu attempts to recruit beloved, timid reader into thanos’s world. all it takes is a little encouragement.

𖥔 ࣪˖ TAGS, nam-gyu is a little pushy (but everything is consensual between him and reader) | unconsensual voyuerism (again everyone is asleep but i don’t wanna make anyone uncomfortable) | ooc characters (first time writing for nam-gyu) | minor degradation & praise (+humiliation(?)) | use of the words slut, good girl, etc. | fingering | minor dacryphilia | just a silly little imagine | nam-gyu is lowkey manipulative | reader is a freak with a thing for fingers/hands | etc.

𖥔 ࣪˖ NOTES, writing smut on company time is actually hilarious, idk why i got this idea during work. but anywho — i hope you enjoy, i tried my hand at his character. as always please ignore any grammar mistakes or typos.

Imagine Nam-Gyu attempting to recruit someone without the advice of his beloved purple-haired leader. Surprising, right? Despite his own issues with inferiority; the ex-club worker just seems to follow behind Thanos like a hungry puppy desperate for a bone— or drugs, for that matter. But no, just this once, Nam-Gyu takes the lead. The numbers are growing closer and even more scarce, fear lacing people’s minds and causing them to hit that dreaded X button. Thanos’s World’s dream is to continue the games to pay off their debts, right?— so it only made sense for Nam-Gyu to turn an X over to the O side.

He couldn’t just pick anyone. Someone far too strong-willed would definitely tell him no, and someone far too weak would just be a curse rather than a blessing.

Who to choose.. Who to choose..

Soon enough the man’s eyes are locking on to you— a contestant he has seen around, yet hasn’t heard much from. Not only were you easy on the eyes but you just seemed like the perfect person to shape into a worthy teammate.

Within minutes he’s approaching you, an easy-going smile in place as your name falls from his lips. Nam-Gyu had heard it said before by someone close to you, another random that he hadn’t bother to think about.

“Yes..?” Your words are slow, lips pursing as you take in the man before you. You were beyond nervous; this was the lackey of that purple-haired lunatic after all. Watching the two fight on the very first day was enough to tell you to avoid them at all costs. Yet here you were, a few feet away from one of them, under his gaze that trailed over you like a pretty piece of jewelry behind a display case.

You couldn’t help but bring your hands closer to yourself, teeth dragging across your cheek nervously.

From your head to your toes, Nam-Gyu’s eyes soon landed on that big red patch residing just under your bosom. With a breathy chuckle he reached over, allowing a single finger to press and trace the X.

“You wanna get out of the games that bad, huh? You voted X twice already.”

Your eyes flicked down to his hand, before traveling back to his face. “Yeah well..” You dragged slowly, watching that harsh gaze return to your features.

“I—I want to get rid of my debts.. but putting my life on the line for it just seems..” You hoped you got your words across perfectly, even without continuing your sentence. Sure, it was hard being hounded for your debts, but death looming over your head just didn’t seem worth it.

Still, Nam-Gyu only shook his head at you, a sigh full of pity escaping his lips.

“Well, that’s where you’re messing up.” Nam-Gyu hummed, stepping just a bit closer, finger still tracing that damned patch. Your attention kept flicking between his face and finger, wondering why exactly warmth was pooling throughout your entire body.

“Worrying too much about dying is what’s gonna get you killed, not anything else.”

Your eyebrows knitted close, a look of confusion plastered across your face. Worrying seemed like the right way to keep yourself alive.. right? Not worrying just seemed, well— stupid. Not that you would say that to his face, obviously.

“I have to disagree..”

Just barely did you hear the sound of the man sucking his teeth, watching the way his face turned to the side, clearly searching for his next few words. You debated on walking away from this conversation, it was clear what his objective was. And whether ordered by Thanos or not, you didn’t really want to know— nor figure out.

Yet for some reason you were practically glued to the spot, blinking up at him and waiting oh, so patiently for his next spiel. And as you watched his face turn back to you, your breath got caught in your throat.

“Okay then.. worry all you want, but you wouldn’t you want someone to look out for you?” Nam-Gyu’s other hand was reaching to your patch at this point, using both thumbs to trace it. “Being on this side, there’s no unity.. it’s every person for themself.”

The two of you locked eyes, a sickeningly sweet smile crossing his face.

“Come with us, and we’ll look after you. I’ll personally see to it too.”

Slowly did your teeth sink into your bottom lip, struggling to maintain the eye contact that he seemed so keen on keeping. The only thing you could hear was your racing heart and the gentle sounds of his thumbs sliding across that red patch. His words were.. tempting. You wondered if he rehearsed what to say, like a video game with multiple endings; did he have it all figured out before he even walked over? Was he so prepared to convert you, using every rejection you had as some silly obstacles the man easily hobbled over?

So caught up in your thoughts, you hardly realized Nam-Gyu had gotten even closer until his breath fanned across your ear in a simple;

I’ll let you think it over, let’s talk again later..

When you thought of later, you initially believed in thirty mins or so. Maybe this time he would bring over his beloved leader to really get the point across. But no, later seemed to be during lights out; when you all should be sleeping, tucked away in the rare bliss these murderous games brought.

And the only talking that was happening was the soft words Nam-Gyu continued to whisper into your ear and the even softer moans of passion that slipped from your swollen lips.

See, Nam-Gyu wasn’t an idiot despite what Thanos seems to think. Quickly he caught on to two things whilst speaking to you.

The first being, you were quite cute when nervous. And two, you just loved looking at his hands.

So what better way to really stretch his point across but using his beloved fingers to stretch you open just how he liked?

“Should have done this from the start, look how cooperative you’re being..” The smile on Nam-Gyu’s face was permanent at this point, the corner of his mouth twitching with each pitiful moan you released. His rings were tossed lazily to the side, his bare fingers now pushing into your sloppy cunt so perfectly. Longer then your own, they pushed and prodded; opening you up and rubbing against your soaked walls. With each breath you were clenching, causing the smile on his face to only grow deeper.

“Scared of dying but not of some stranger finger-fucking you, huh? What a joke.”

You wanted to tell him off, how he was so mean and so wrong. But you couldn’t, not with how your mind was getting complete lost from his movements. Your teeth were grinding into your bottom lip, a metallic taste filling your mouth as time progressed. Deep moans thundered from your throat, muffled by your harsh biting. You couldn’t imagine having your little recruitment interrupted by some poor contestant just trying to get some rest.

But with the way Nam-Gyu was practically ruining you, it didn’t seem he cared much either way. He was so hellbent on coaxing you, his lips right against your ear as that damned thumb came and circled your swollen bud.

“I told you I’d look after you right, where’s my thank you?”

Your eyes widened the moment his free hand rose, pushing at your cheeks and basically forcing your lips to part. The sound you let out was a strangled mix of a moan and gasp, quickly clasping your own hand against your mouth.

Nam-Gyu chuckled on his breath, thrusting a third finger into your wet cunt as he spoke; “What? You scared of the other contestants realizing how much of a slut you are? Shouldn’t worry too much; this messy cunt is making enough noise for you.”

Your eyes were meeting the back of your skull, so fucking mean he was— yet you couldn’t help but enjoy the attention. His digits were curling inside, brushing across that special spot that caused you to shake. Your thighs were clenching harshly around his arm, rushed breaths escaping as your chest rose and fell.

“Th—thank you.. fuck— please…!” You whimpered as softly as you possibly could, glossy eyes staring up at the man. You felt accomplished the moment he drew closer, feeling the cold metal of his chain brush against your heated skin before a gentle kiss was pressed right against your cheek.

“What a good girl.. You wanna come, hm?” The hand was lowering to your throat, fingers simply wrapping around it yet not squeezing. Nam-Gyu watched in pure enjoyment at the way your head tossed back and forth in a rushed nod; how needy you were for him. What a palpable little thing, is what he thought.

“I can make that happen, you just gotta do something for me.”

More words, whispered, tempting; drifting right into your ear and hitting the same pleasurable spots right between your legs. Speaking of, you felt your peak drawing closer; a tight band resting deep in your tummy— ready to burst.

You knew what he wanted, you weren’t an idiot nor were you too fucked out to forget. Your mind was screaming at you, telling you an orgasm wasn’t worth pressing that cursed button.

Yet, for now, you weren’t thinking with your brain, but with your pussy instead.

“P—please let me join! I’ll press the button— I promise!” Another whisper-yell escaped you, desperation clinging to every word as they fled those pretty lips.

With that final confirmation Nam-Gyu was quickening the pace of his fingers, eating up the way your body convulsed, a lost look invading your eyes as you came undone. Your essence trickled down his fingers all the way to his wrist, a sticky residue that he would make sure you clean up later.

For now.. his hand rose from your throat to instead cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb right under your eye so tenderly— so sweetly.

“I knew you could do it.. just needed some encouragement, right?”

[publpi]

i'm in your area

[wretchedakuma]

[prettyuglylmfao]

Addition to my last post

[fear-is-truth]

meant to be ours. — thangyu x reader

synopsis — in a brutal game of life and death, at least you have each other. pairing — thanos 𝔁 f!reader 𝔁 nam-gyu warnings — 18+. bathroom sex. double penetration note — english is not my first language sorry :p

you were sandwiched between the two men, their sweat-slicked bodies pressing against you in a tangle of heat and muscle. the cramped bathroom stall reeked of sex and sweat, the door rattling every time one of them moved as your conjoined bodies fell into sync.

thanos didn’t waste any time—his mouth crushing against yours in a hungry kiss, tongue pushing past your lips, shoving its way down your throat as far as possible. one hand gripped your hip, the other cradling the back of your head with surprising tenderness as he deepened the kiss.

as he pulled back for breath, you fought the urge to make a sound, the effort making the taste of metal linger on your tongue. behind you, nam-gyu groaned, his chest pressing tightly to your back. he wasn’t as good at controlling himself, never was. when his teeth sank into your shoulder, you couldn’t tell if it was to silence himself or if it was his way of coaxing a reaction from you, but the sting was sharp and exhilarating all the same.

thanos pressed a palm against your lower abdomen to steady you as he slowly fed his cock into you. breathlessly, you felt your body stretch to accommodate his thick length.

“haah–ohmygod–” you babbled. no words could even come close to describing how full you felt.

“thaaat’s it, señorita. i know it’s a tight fit, but you can do it.” his lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he bottomed out, feeling your breath hitch in response.

“attagirl,”

the hot coil in your lower belly was now impossibly tight. thoughts clouded and scattered in the haze of pleasure, you could barely keep your focus, but then nam-gyu’s presence behind you pulled you back.

“she’s fuckin’ perfect. so fuckin’ tight.”

soft, slow, and warm, his kisses trailed to the junction of your neck and shoulder, where he paused to nip lightly, a teasing echo of the earlier bite. the burning stretch of his cock buried inside you still pulsed, but the sloppy, lazy kisses—between deep thrusts of his hips—worked to distract you, to coax you into forgetting the sting with every gentle press of his lips.

“our pretty girl,” thanos groaned from in front of you, his hand steady on your waist as he relished your warmth. “fucking feels like heaven—she’s made f’ us.” the wet schlick-shlick sounds of your bodies and the combined moaning ricocheted off the walls, a steady cadence.

you felt the cold metal of nam-gyu’s ring as his hand slowly snaked its way down your thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. his fingers were teasing, brushing against your mound before circling around your clit.

the coolness of his touch sent a shock through you, the sensation unraveling into an immediate, euphoric orgasm. closing your eyes, you gripped his forearms as you gushed around him. thanos leaned in, capturing your mouth in a deep kiss, swallowing the soft moans that slipped from your lips before emptying himself inside you. behind you, nam-gyu let out a shuddering breath, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he came down from his high.

“fuck….”

languidly, thanos bucked his hips a few more times, spending himself in a series of residual twitches. his hand stayed pressed to your belly, rubbing gently as his cock continued to spasm, grinding his come as deep as it could go. “our girl,” he mumbled, his tone thick with approval as his hand traced the curve of your jaw, tilting your face toward him so your dazed eyes met his. “you’re perfect for us, aren’t you?” his thumb brushed the corner of your mouth, possessive yet tender, like he simply couldn’t get enough of you.

“perfect.” nam-gyu agreed, his tone rough and breathless as his arms locked around your waist, tugging you closer. his lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, leaving you shivering under the contrast of his warm breath and the cool press of his ring against your skin. “she’s ours,” he muttered, hot tongue tracing the cartilage of your ear before nipping lightly, drawing a soft gasp from you.

between their touches and possessive whispers, all you can think is how you love your boys.

──⟢  fear-is-truth — all rights reserved. do not modify, repost, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[spatialwave]

cooler, sweeter, hotter.

➸ pairing: nam-gyu x fem!reader ➸ word count: 2.6k ➸ tags: nsfw, smut, semi-public, dirty talk, rough, no protection, nam-gyu and reader are switches. ➸ notes: requests are temporarily open for squid game content! writing for nam-gyu, thanos and dae-ho! i have a few in my ask box that i'll get to soon :)

part 2 ->

You sat on your bunk, your eyes settled ahead at nothing in particular, as everyone around you began splitting off into teams after the conclusion of the recent vote. As someone with enough debt to make your parents disown you, you wore the blue circle on your jacket, though not so proudly.

You were selfish; you always had been.

That’s why you were sitting on your bunk and staring blankly as the time ticked away. Uncaring that just beyond the open floor of the dormitory sat dozens of players who missed their beds, homes and families—stuck there because of everyone who voted to stay. 

You let out a sigh, hands moving between your crossed legs as the coursing sensation of desire washed through you. It was only human to feel such things, wasn’t it? It had been nearly three days since you were stuck in this hellhole and weeks since you’d felt the touch of another that was more than just someone gripping you for dear life.

You had a fool-proof plan, having watched the patterns of most players and noted when the bathroom would be at its quietest before it emptied for the night—an escape to break off from the dorm and hide away in a stall until you found release.

However, the sound of your name being whispered stirred you from your thoughts, blinking a few times as your gaze snapped to your left and landed on player 124. His name was on the tip of your tongue as your eyes connected with his, watching the way he crossed his arms on the side of your bed as he sat on the stairs next to it.

“Nam-su,” you muttered, cocking an eyebrow at him.

“Nam-gyu,” he corrected, irritation growing, but he stamped it down to earn your favour. After all, he was more perceptive than others gave him credit for, and he’d noticed the way you’d squeezed your thighs together when voting—when grabbing your meal. He was as needy as you.

You rolled your eyes, clicking your tongue. “What do you want? I’m trying to rest.”

He smirked; the fingers that poked out from the confines of his long sleeves tapped along your untouched bedding. Still firmly tucked in.

“You seem… frustrated,” his voice was low as he spoke, eyes staring up at you as they narrowed, “I am too.”

The remark sent a shiver up your spine, unsure if you should indulge in his words or brush him off. Perhaps it was a lucky guess at how you felt, or he was referring to something else—you had almost screwed up Gonggi when playing in the previous game, so it was fair to assume. 

You sighed, turning your head away and looking across the dormitory where you saw others sitting and finishing up their food slowly. In particular, a young woman whose stomach was so bulged out that she appeared she’d give birth any second. Poor girl.

“Why? Is the game frightening you?” You asked, keeping your gaze ahead as you shifted. You couldn’t deny the ache between your legs, the desire that hoped he felt the same. He wasn’t exactly the type you’d go for back when life wasn’t a game, but you’d take what you could get.

“Not that kind of frustration,” he huffed, irritation bubbling. Ready to curse at you under his breath and give up if you pissed him off more… Well, he would’ve given up. He needed this—badly. “Don’t act. You know what I mean.”

Your eyes flickered to his, sparkling with curiosity. Slowly, you leaned your body on the head you placed over the bed between his arms and where you sat. Your fingernails gripped the bedsheet, and your mouth watered.

“What makes you think you could help me?” You murmured, testing him to see how far you could push his buttons.

“Because you’d have said no already.” He quipped, a tiny smile pulling the corners of his thin lips. Nam-gyu pulled back from the bed, tapping the surface with his hands like a drum as he looked around, “Talk later. Have to use the washroom.”

The hidden invitation sent molten fire into the pit of your stomach, watching as he pushed himself away and tucked his hands back into his sleeves. Without even glancing your way, he slowly walked towards the bathrooms where a few other players came out of—likely empty. Fuck, you really didn’t want to go into the men’s washroom.

Swallowing your pride, you waited a few minutes before sliding off your bed and descending the steps. You walked silently through the dormitory until you reached the hallways leading to the washroom, the first door guarded by two masked workers. As you walked further, you made it between two washrooms, male and female. You wondered for a moment which room he would’ve gone in, looking between them until you heard the sound of a stall shutting in the women’s.

Your feet carried you quickly, hungry for Nam-gyu’s touch, which you hoped was satisfying. At this point, the worst fuck ever would be the best.

Just as you entered the washroom, you quietly walked along the stalls to the left, eyeing up each door. Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you opened a few to no avail until the next door opened, and you were tugged into the stall by a tight hand on your unzipped sweater.

“Fuck,” you hissed, eyes landing on Nam-gyu as your back pressed against the now-closed stall door. Your cheeks flushed, breath heaving in your chest, “How’d you get in here?”

“Just walked in,” he answered, cornering you like a predator and prey. Surprising, considering that you hardly viewed him as the dominant type or at least someone who was capable of dominating you. “The guards don’t give a fuck, so I’m gonna’ roll with it.”

Your thighs spread, inviting his leg that pushed between yours and provided your aching cunt with necessary friction. It was instant the way you rolled against him, hesitant hands lifting to his zipped sweater and grabbing at the clothing that was too big for him.

“Shut up and fuck me, I don’t care about the guards.” You whimpered, grabbing at his neck and yanking him forward until his lips crashed against yours. He whined into your mouth, eyes falling shut as you both resorted to stifled whimpers and moans to communicate.

You rubbed your clothed pussy on his thigh, feeling the wetness soak through your underwear and tracksuit. Likely leaving a wet mark over his leg, he didn’t seem to care much. Two rough hands grabbed at your waist, pushing up the fabric of your sweater and shirt as his nails dug into your skin. You mewled into his mouth, hips moving quicker as the pressure against your heat built up your climax.

The sweater that hung around your body was pushed from your shoulders as he pushed his tongue between your lips. It danced with yours, devouring your moans as the shirt came next—parting the kiss so he could pull your shirt from your body. Nam-gyu leaned back, eyes landing on your exposed chest and focusing on your hardened nipples. A quiet growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he leaned down and captured one of the buds into his mouth, rolling it back and forth between his teeth as he sucked. His other hand grabbed at your neglected breast, massaging the globe as he whined pathetically as he sucked on you.

“You like my tits?” You asked him, your hips moving a steady rhythm against his tensed thigh.

He answered with a muffled sound of acknowledgment, eyes opened to peer up at you. It was then you saw the flicker of enjoyment. He liked you taking control.

“Mm,” you moaned, your hand lifting to his hair and brushing through the strands as you tilted your head back. You breathed out, bucking your hips, “Just like that. You’re so good—“

The praise did wonders as Nam-gyu continued to suck, furthering his touches by pushing his hand past the waistband of your pants. Fingers slipped underneath your panties, finding your wet folds and pushing through them as you shuddered. Your hand tightened in his hair, forcefully pulling him from your chest as he whimpered. Obediently looking up, lips slightly parted as he waited for you.

You rubbed your hips in tandem with his touch, his fingers brushing against your pussy and bumping against your throbbing clit every so often. It was too much, already feeling as though you were going to reach the peak if he kept up his ministrations, so you pushed him back until he crashed against the toilet.

You were quick to follow him, smirking at his wide-eyed expression as you wrestled his pants down his hips until his cock sprung free.

“Fuck,” he huffed, looking down as you stroked his length that felt nice and big in your hand—wondering how well it would fill you. You squeezed your hand, thumb wiping at the bead kd pre-cum at the tip as Nam-gyu brushed his hands back over his hair, eyes rolling back at a rather slow pump of your hand. “Don’t tease me.” He growled.

“Fine,” you smiled, licking over your teeth as you pulled your pants down your legs and kicked them to the side. Leaving your underwear on, Nam-gyu reached forward and tugged your hips until you

straddled him, the other hand pushing the fabric to the side.

A quiet gasp left your lips, hands landing on his shoulders to steady yourself as he easily guided your entrance to his cock. It was hot and wet against the tip, easily pushing inside you. Your thighs trembled, unable to keep yourself up as you buried your face into his neck, whimpering as his cock penetrated as he reached the hilt. You were right, and he filled you well—almost too much as your cunt stretched to fit him. Your fingernails dug into his shoulders over his shirt, his sweater hanging down his arms.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he whispered, his breath hot as he licked the shell of your ear, “Bet you like my cock, don’t you?”

The sudden dominance of his voice sent a shiver up your spine, but it hadn’t surprised you. If there was anything you knew about Nam-gyu, it was that he had one of the biggest egos ever—rivalling Thanos. You weren’t always one to indulge in inflating a man’s ego, preferring to take control into your own hands, but you couldn’t deny that in this moment, you’d do anything to get fucked well. 

“I do,” you whispered against his neck, licking and biting at the skin as his hands grabbed at your hips. He lifted you up, angling himself better as he guided you back down as your ass slapped against his thighs, “Ah, shit—“

“So pretty,” he murmured, smiling as you began to fuck yourself on his cock without any of his help. Greedily pulling your hips up and slamming back down so he could fill your pussy up like you desperately needed, “fucking yourself on me like a good girl. Are you a good girl?” 

You were forced to look at him, fingers digging into his shoulders as he grabbed at your chin and titled your face to look at him. He wore a lopsided smirk, his hair falling out from behind his ears as his body jerked with each rough slam of your hips. His right hand wrapped around the side of your neck, tight as you felt the cold ring around his middle finger touch your skin. His thumb pressed at the base of your throat, a painful pressure that made your walls clench tight around his cock.

You whined, “I am. I’m a good girl.” 

Nam-guy’s lips stretched into a sly smile, his eyes shining in satisfaction as he pulled you forward and crashed your lips to his. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, moaning into it as his hands returned to your hips—nails digging into your skin. He met your hips with him, swallowing all your whimpers and whines as your cunt tightened, a hot pressure building in your low abdomen. 

“Don’t come yet,” he groaned, licking at your lips before dragging his own over your jaw. He licked and nipped at your skin, his hot breath tickling your skin as he stretched you unbelievably thin. “Hold it for me.”

“Nam-su—“ you whined, hips twitching and thighs tensing as your juices left a mess between your bodies.

“Nam-gyu,” he warned, a hand reaching up into your hair and giving it a harsh tug that had you yelping in pain. He attacked your neck with his mouth and teeth, leaving a scattering of marks that you knew would leave bruises in its wake. “Fuck—I’m so close.” He choked on a moan, half-lidded eyes watching you as he pulled back and admitted the red marks over your skin.

When his grip loosened in your hair, you leaned forward and nuzzled your face back against his neck. Allowing him to take control as he fucked you at a relentless pace, the culmination of your moans echoing through the bathroom. You whined against his skin, reaching a hand between your bodies as you rubbed at your clit, desperately searching for your release.

Nam-gyu had begun panting your name under his breath, sounding like a pathetic, needy thing, but you didn’t have the energy to tell him so—both of you chasing after the high you craved. 

With a few more harsh thrusts and circlings of your fingers, the tightness in your abdomen burst. A rush of euphoria crashed through your body, and you croaked out a loud moan that left your throat raw. Nam-gyu slammed into your heat a few more times, hands gripping at your hips so tight you wouldn’t be surprised if they left marks.

“Shit,” he hissed, a moan catching in his throat as he buried his face into your neck as he came. He hadn’t bothered pulling out, and you didn’t try to stop him as your pussy milked him—his hot cum filling you until it couldn’t anymore, and it spilled out, coating his cock. 

There was a shared silence as you both caught your breath, clinging to each other as your releases went as quickly as they came. It left you with a feeling of relief but also with the gnawing reality that Nam-gyu likely wasn’t going to leave you alone after this. You noticed how he was attached to Se-mi after the race, angry when she didn’t give him the time of day. The thought annoyed you for a moment, wondering how persistent he would be for the remainder of the games.

But as you pulled back, watching the way he leaned back with his eyes closed and panting, jaw sharp and lips parted. You realized there were worse people out there who could be fighting for your attention—he was far more attractive than half of the guys you slept with, less so than the women. 

Maybe you could convince Se-mi to buy you drinks after the games as a thank-you for getting him off of her back.

“Can we… do this again tomorrow?” Nam-gyu asked, his eyes still closed as his cock softened inside you. They cracked open just enough to get a look at you, straddling his hips, a tiny smile pulling at the corners of your lips.

“What makes you so sure we’ll both be here tomorrow?” You asked as your hands lifted to his sharp jaw, caressing either side gently. 

Nam-gyu murmured, “I don’t lose.”

“Hm,” you hummed, your index finger tracing his bottom lip—sending a shiver up his spine, “I guess we’ll see if you can keep up.”

[kouzih]

Hi!!!

What about some headcanons for cockwarming with Namgyu? Lowkey feel like he’d be really into it while making out or something tbh

Cockwarming w/Nam-gyu (Player 124) .ᐟ

( hi hi, i thought i already posted this but i forgot,, sorry!! and yesss he'd be so into it!! )

warnings : i mean isn't it obvious..

tags,, @gongyoosgf @cybrasigilism @paulilvsremus

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ When it comes to cockwarming, his ego actually increases a lot...considers himself talented and experienced.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ The first time, you both did it without asking, it was something you did without even realizing it. He had already finished in you, but neither of you made a move to pull back.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ When you're cockwarming with him, all you hear is glances and his heavy breathing. Or maybe you’ll be sitting on his lap, squeezing around him as he scrolls through his phone. He’s got his phone on your belly with one hand on your waist to keep you from moving.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Or maybe when he's at his desk, your legs wrapped around his waist as your chests turn towards each other and your head rests on his shoulder. You have to keep your voice down because of the phone call he’s on with his friend. He’s deliberately holding the phone very close to you.

"Ah-"

"What was that sound?"

"Hm? Nothing. Must be your wild mind.."

"Yeah whatever, man."

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ He loves being inside you as you eat each other out in bed like there's no tomorrow. His hands caress your thighs, his half-open eyes checking to see if you try to move.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ He especially loves being inside you when you’re half asleep, he goes crazy when you lazily wrap your arms around him and fall asleep while holding his hair.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ We know he can't stop touching you, but of course he has his favorite parts. He likes to press the tip of his fingers along his own length, against your lower belly, and your navel. He tries to feel himself in you by pressing his fingers.

"Can you feel me? Right..there."

By 'gently' pressing his nail, he causes a squeal to come out of your mouth.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo? Maybe you should let him choose the design. Don't worry, he has a taste for that, and thanks to him you'll get a tattoo that will make Nam-gyu bite his lip when you take off your underwear.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ If you don't get a tattoo, don't be surprised if he writes something on you with the pens he gets his hands on.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ If you are brave enough to deal with him, you could try to pinch his nipples..and with his piercingssss.. but I can't promise if it will end well.

[midnite-c6]

ive been thinking of a scenario where namgyu’sgf!reader has been secretly hooking up with thanos as pay back for namgyu being a shitty boyfriend.. makes me die😩

meow so hot bruh thanos is so sexy it makes me so sad 😿 NEED THAT! pt. 2 | pt. 3

thanos(choi su-bong) x nam-gyu'sgf!reader imagine!! <33

warnings: 18+, cheating

you, nam-gyu, and su-bong were truly a powerful trio, you guys were all tight-woven friends being stringed together of partying and drugs before you decided to start dating nam-gyu, nothing changed much, but it was weird to know what was once your homie is now someone you fuck on the daily.

sadly, now nam-gyu just sucks, as a boyfriend, and as a person in general. he doesn't even take the time of his day to touch or even kiss you! ignoring all your texts with an "i'm busy." was stupid! he was stupid! what was he doing in the club anyway?? was he banging another chick?? why shouldn't you do the same?

you'd go visit his club in search of your boyfriend, only running into su-bong, or thanos as he's known for. "señorita?" oh that nick-name you were so familiar of. you'd think su-bong would still be out of the country, since he's gotten that big rap battle overseas, or because he's trying to escape his debt but you're still pleased to see run into him. "su-bong!, damn it, have you seen nam-gyu?" he pouted dramatically "i haven't seen you in weeks and ya' immediately talk about your boyfriend? whore." the last word was mumbled under his breath. you roll your eyes, you were used to giving and getting mean nicknames anyway, "fuck you, i heard that! but.. c'mon, have you??" "of course not, i just got here, angel, why are you looking for him?" you sigh. "because he's my boyfriend. what else?" thanos just remained looking at you, as if telling you to spill more. ".. and i think he's fucking another girl." he gasps, as a sarcastic reaction, "whaaat? no way, who would've thought." you furrow your brows. "what?! you know about this??" he shakes his head, chuckling to himself "nah. but he's a man, and the same pussy gets old after some time." he said, like it was a matter-of-fact thing that you should know.

"oh that jerk, i'm gonna fucking kill hi-" thanos pulls you back to him. "don't blame the guy, it's just normal boy stuff, you get it, right?" you scoff, "no. plus, my pussy doesn't just ... "get old!" " he tilts his head, "ehhhh. you've been dating for like what, 1 year? even i'll get pretty tired of it." you groaned. "i didn't ask you, su-bong. i know he's... he's better than that." he places a hand on the back of your neck, lightly petting you. "mmmm, if you think about it, if he's fucking another girl, how does it make you feel, babe?" you don't think, you respond immediately. "angry! that's what." "...and?" "it makes me want to ..i dunno. do something."

"guess you're in luck that i came here then."

"huh?" and before you know it, you're being dragged to one of the VIP rooms..

nsfw below!!->

"fuck.. man, all that days of fucking and god, he hasn't even stretched this cunt." he says as he guides your hips in a speedened pace, being kind enough to push his hips up to the rhythm of yours, he'd moan out from how you were clenching him. "p-please.."

"you're so tight, shit." in these moments, you'd forget about your shitty boyfriend, how you're cheating on nam-gyu inside his very own club. thanos pulls out before the two of you could ever release, making you go on your knees as he lines up his dick right inside your mouth. you could see him grabbing his phone and facing it above you, a red light near the camera. the video captured your muffled, disgusting moans against his dick, you seemed challenged, it seemed like you were trying to prove you were still good at it. it could also capture su-bong's praises, ones you could barely hear.

"you're doing so goood.."

"how could anyone ever get tired of this cunt?."

"you should look at yourself right now, baby."

and after all that, he'd place you on his lap, it wasn't much of an aftercare, but it was good enough.

"you enjoyed it? yeah?" you nod. "i just .. hope he doesn't find out..hmph.." "yeah, yeah, he's my best friend, can't let that happen." you smiled from the assurance, resting your head on su-bong's shoulders. you were too fucked out to hear how he was tapping the send button on his phone, sending his good ol' homie the video of you sucking his cock, typing away to send the text 'got your fine shyt sucking me off bro, what happened?', they're both jerks, guess the both of them really can't care less about you and your feelings huhu :<

also dat pussy is power 🙏🏻 this is so mean to namgyu but at rhe same time the prompt is so hot. hehe.

[celestialmatcha7]

fragmented | nam-gyu

pairing: nam-gyu x gn! reader

genre: angst with some fluff

summary: nam-gyu relapses into drug use, and when y/n finds him in a fragile state, they offer comfort and reassurance. y/n promises to help him through the struggle, reminding him he’s not alone in the fight.

author’s note: i love nam-gyu. i just wanted to contribute and provide something for my fellow nam-gyu admirers. this imagine takes place prior to the games.

The dim light of the apartment barely illuminated the chaos inside. Clothes were strewn everywhere, a chair overturned, and the faint, acrid smell of smoke lingered in the air. You had come straight from work after Nam-gyu hadn’t returned any of your texts or calls all day. A pit of worry had settled in your stomach, and now, as you opened the door to find him sitting in the corner of the room, trembling, that worry turned to a heavy ache in your chest.

His knees were drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, his head resting on top as if the weight of the world was too much to bear. His once-vibrant eyes were clouded, red-rimmed, and glassy. A crumpled packet lay nearby, damning evidence of the fight he had tried so hard to win but lost today.

“Nam-gyu…” Your voice was soft, cautious, not wanting to startle him.

His head snapped up anyway, his face crumpling the moment he saw you. “I’m sorry,” he choked out, voice hoarse, as though he’d been screaming or crying—or both. “I—I tried. I swear I tried.”

You immediately knelt in front of him, reaching out, but he flinched. The sight broke your heart into a thousand shards. “Hey, it’s okay,” you whispered, even though it wasn’t okay. Not for him, not for you. But right now, he didn’t need reminders of failure. He needed you to anchor him before he drifted further away.

“I promised you,” he said, voice cracking. His hands shook violently as he pressed them against his temples, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “I promised I’d stop. I just—I couldn’t. It hurts, Y/N. It hurts so much.”

You inched closer, carefully wrapping your arms around his hunched form. He stiffened at first, but then his body crumbled into yours, his face burying in the crook of your neck. His skin was clammy, his breaths erratic.

“I’m here,” you murmured, stroking his disheveled hair. “You’re not alone in this. I’ve got you, Nam-gyu.”

He clung to you as though you were his lifeline, sobs wracking his frame. “What’s wrong with me?” he mumbled against your shoulder. “Why can’t I just be normal for you?”

“Nam-gyu, listen to me.” You pulled back just enough to cup his face, forcing him to meet your gaze. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and the sight of his anguish nearly undid you, but you steadied your voice for his sake. “You’re not broken, and you don’t have to go through this alone. I’m here, and I’ll keep being here, okay? We’ll get through this together.”

He nodded shakily, though his eyes still brimmed with self-loathing. You pressed your forehead to his, letting the silence stretch between you. Your steady breaths guided his, slowing his erratic rhythm until he could breathe without gasping.

“I’ll call the counselor tomorrow,” you said gently, brushing a tear from his cheek. “We’ll get you back on track. One step at a time.”

Nam-gyu sniffled, his lips trembling. “You really don’t hate me?”

You gave him a small, tender smile. “I could never hate you. You’re fighting, Nam-gyu. Even when you stumble, you’re still fighting. That’s what matters.”

His arms tightened around you again, and for the first time in hours, a faint glimmer of hope flickered in his tired eyes. You stayed like that for a long time, holding him close, reminding him with every touch and every word that he wasn’t alone—that you’d always be there, even when the battle felt impossible.

[littlescorp1o]

he’s so awkward i love him

[takethescallop]

Desperately need more people to pay attention to him.

He is so fine and so interesting and I NEED more people to see it 💔

Ik this season is still fresh but PLEASE.