#WEi smut

[kcake555]

Kim Yohan cake 🍰

[seokka0o]

You know the drill, I see stuff on your blog i wonder what you think about said stuff and wei!

so phone sex and dumbification x wei hard hours please!

How are you doing? I am always thinking to text but i got SO busy! So sorry 😪

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I'm always very happy to receive good feedback hahahahaha you're amazing anon, I hope you're resting well in your free time, and other than being tired, I'm fine. I'm not going to do something extremely detailed because I just wrote to someone else about it, and as I'm afraid of leaving everything the same, I'm going to do it a little differently! I hope you do not mind.

☆ Daehyeon

It's something he schedules piously, phone sex It's one of his conditions so that you don't touch yourself on your own, especially because he hates it if you do it without his strict command. And even when scheduled, you need to beg him a few times to skip his work even a little to call you. And humiliates you because you can't contain yourself for a few days without him without wanting to climb the walls with so much accumulated horny.

☆ Donghan

At this point you must have already understood that donghan and daehyeon are more of the same, just changing the cruelty refinements. Sometimes he's just being casual, and then suddenly he's saying one of the biggest atrocities, provoking you so much to the point of leaving you floored, certainly at this point he's already been touching himself for a long time, offending you kind of turns him on, Treating you like nothing more than an object to be consumed, someone with no ability to think when it comes to him.

☆ Seokhwa

I included Seokhwa precisely because he is in Wei's sadist part. Normally he doesn't care about time, wherever you are, if seokhwa is demanding phone sex, then you should give him: "now start touching that pussy, I want to hear your sounds" he is there for commands, neither even one good day and then you'll be cumming in your pants in the next instant, "dumb bitch, at least you know how to do it right" he's so delicate 🥰

This is where I get to the part where the biggest himbos on the face of the earth appear!

☆ Youngha

Of all three he can consider himself the smartest, youngha is addicted to phone sex, if he doesn't do it at least three times a week then he's not complete. Youngha always separates a moment from his day so that you can call with more peace of mind. You don't have to do much other than insult him until the next generation and then he's cumming on his abdomen.

☆ Yohan

Yohan only calls you when the situation is out of control, most of the time he hates to bother you. But sometimes it's impossible to contain it, so that's when he calls you practically crying, asking for forgiveness for his bad behavior, begging you to do something, then humiliate him at will, he's such a stupid, impulsive, low-maintenance man, but If you treat him with a certain acidity he may end up cumming too quickly for your taste.

☆ Junseo

Junseo...our eternal pervert. Junseo has a serious problem understanding certain commands, when you call him on and you're already practically cumming, he takes a while to understand what's happening, so you need to get clear on what's happening and his porn addict's head goes right away, he even There's a pillow with your name on it, which he uses on special days, and when you do that kind of thing, that's when he puts it to use, while you're calling him stupid or dumb for never understanding anything, that's where Junseo is tearing the pillow apart.

[chaeinedup]

WEi ·˖✶

★. WEi as roommates;

★. Date night with WEi;

★. WEi getting jealous (hyung line);

★. WEi getting jealous (maknae line);

☆. WEi "if I was a worm";

★. WEi when they have a crush on you;

★. WEi members as your boyfriend;

★. WEi as your best friends;

★. WEi reacting to you giving them their sweater back just to take it again;

★. WEi napping with you;

✮. Making out with WEi;

★. WEi going to their idol s/o concert;

★. WEi when you're mad at them;

★. WEi when you fall asleep on another member;

★. Domestic WEi;

☆. WEi reacting to them not being your bias;

☆. WEi drunk texting;

☆. Reacting to WEi teaser photos (hyung line);

☆. Reacting to WEi teaser photos (maknae line);

★. WEi as songs;

★. WEi sends you a selfie;

☆. Sentimental WEi;

✮. WEi kinks;

★. WEi and book reader y/n;

★. WEi and PDA;

Daehyeon:

★. Innocently in love

★. Monday morning

★/✮. Devilish grin

✮. Shameless

★. Sleepless nights

★/✮. Random texts

✮. Pretty please

★. Will you hold me ?

Seokhwa:

★. Last minute sleepover

Junseo:

★. Puppy love

✧. Through thick and thin

★. Cool with you;

[yunhohours]

WEi: Top 5 Kinks

request: oh my god i LOVED your cix kinks post 😭 can i request something like that with wei please? only if you want to of course hehe and i hope you're having a nice day/night<3

p.s. the kinks are not necessarily in order!

daehyeon

overstimulation - daehyeon absolutely loves this both ways. he loves to be a menace, smirking as he watches your body vibrate from too much sensation. he always pretends he hates it when you do it to him but he loves it. he'll use it as an excuse to be extra relentless the next time he's fucking you.

choking (giving) - this is about power and control big time. even if daehyeon is bigger than you, he is still painfully aware that his size is not exactly intimidating. when he chokes you, he feels stronger, bigger. you're under his thumb exactly as he'd like you to be.

begging - like most kinks on this list, this one goes both ways. also like most kinks on this list, daehyeon pretends to hate this when he's the one having to beg. but boy, will he beg! he loves when you beg the most though. it gives him a power trip to know you want him so bad, he's making you feel so good, you want him to allow you more.

biting - this just feels "dark and sexy" to daehyeon lmao. you two exchange bite marks every time you play and he wouldn't have it any other way. that wince of pain feels so good to him.

orgasm denial - he doesn't do this to you as often as you do it to him, but it happens. usually he'll fuck you into overstimulation instead, but sometimes (usually when he's pissy or feeling extra sadistic) he'll deny your orgasm over and over again. you'll have to really convince him with that pretty begging to allow you to cum at all. he'd never admit it but he loves when you deny his orgasm. it feels like he's challenging himself every time to see how much he can take.

donghan

praise - it just seems like a given to donghan that you'd both like to know how well you're doing, how good you feel, how much you want each other. his heart swells with every slip of praise from your lips and it encourages him to keep on, to best himself. he wouldn't even be able to stop himself from showering you in praise. you are the most perfect thing in the world to him.

edging - donghan mostly likes to do this to you, but you do it to him too. he gets this cheeky grin on his face and mock pouts at you but he's so cute and loving to you during it all that you almost can't be mad at him for stopping and starting, stopping and starting.

lingerie - oh god, he is so soft for you when you wear something pretty for him. it just makes him feel so special that you went through the extra effort to show him that you want him, that you appreciate him, that he's worth taking extra care.

cockwarming - the closeness of cockwarming makes him so :( <3 he feels the most at home when he's nestled inside of you, whether that's just with you in his lap and his head on your shoulder, or with you spooning in the comfort of your bed. half the time, he can just stay like that and he's content. the other half of the time, he can't help but slowly starting fucking into you.

dry humping - it's the desperation for him. when you're both so needy for each other that you're just grinding against each other and moaning into each other's mouths until you cum... yeah <3

yongha

car sex - tbh yongha just likes that this feels a little "naughty." when you're riding him in the driver's seat outside your house, it feels like you just couldn't wait to have each other and he loves that. when he's taking you in the back seat anywhere other than home, he gets a little thrill from the forbiddenness of it all.

sex toys - he's mostly interested in the toys made for you. if you're needy and he wants to have a little fun, he'll pull out some toys and go to town on you. he has the time of his life deciding what to give you and how much. he's not opposed to vibrating panties either.

hair pulling (receiving) - pull yongha's hair and he's head empty, only brutal hips or relentless tongue. it just feels so fucking good to him that any ounce of restraint he had left melts away. it's a silent form of praise combined with a pleasurable pain and he's all about it.

somnophilia - this is discussed beforehand, of course. he won't be the one to bring it up, but he will certainly be the one to take advantage of it the most. he loves rolling on top of you when he wakes up, kissing anywhere he can reach as he thrusts himself into you. that moment you wake up moaning for him is something he needs to experience again and again.

pet play (light) - yongha doesn't want to engage in this fully. he just thinks you look so fucking cute with a little tail, furry ears, and a jingling collar. he can go from being completely unaroused to dick twitching in his pants in seconds. if you really wanted him to,

yohan

shower sex - this is a winner for yohan for two reasons: 1) he can get in his daily shower and fuck you at the same time and 2) he gets to see your body glistening. he especially loves this in the morning before he has to work. it starts his day off just right.

striptease (receiving) - the smug look on his face when you put on a little show for him... he just sits back and watches like he deserves it. and i mean, he's not wrong. he'll grin at you and ooh and aah and tell you to turn this way and that for him. he loves how desired he feels when you put in the extra effort.

dumbification (giving) - okay, hear me out. he doesn't actually degrade you during this like a lot of others might. he doesn't call you out on how empty your brain is or tease you. but holy shit, he is obsessed with watching the lights go off behind your eyes because he's fucking you so well. if you start drooling and babbling incoherently for him... he'll cum on the spot.

face-fucking - sometimes all yohan wants is to let go and use your mouth until he cums. when you allow him to just hold your head and thrust himself into your mouth, holding you down when he sees fit, he swears there is no greater feeling. don't worry, he'll praise you about how good you feel and how well you're doing for him the entire time.

face sitting - if yohan gets to fuck your face, it's only fair you get to sit on his. he gets to show you how strong he is with his arms wrapped around your thighs and he will not half-ass his job. he'll have you shaking for him in no time.

seokhwa

restraints - only the prettiest, silkiest ones, of course. seokhwa will tie you up and then be gentle and loving to your body. it’s not about control or power for him as much as it’s about making sure you only focus on your own pleasure.

threesomes/sharing - this only works with either casual partners or serious partners that he feels very secure with. he calls all the shots so you and party number three better behave yourselves accordingly. he loves being adventurous with you and indulging yourselves in all kinds of pleasure and people.

teasing - he loves to tease you a little here and there throughout the day. sometimes he’ll play innocent and sometimes he’ll be wearing a permanent smirk. he’s always so intrigued to see how long you can go until you’re unbearably needy for him and even then he’ll tease as he gives you what you want.

temperature play - his curious mind loves to see how you react to ice or even wax on your body. his eyes will be glued to your face, not wanting to miss anything. similarly, he very much wants to know what it feels like himself so he can match your reaction to the sensation.

marking (receiving) - seokhwa doesn’t really leave marks on you much, but he loves when you leave them on him. you always leave hickies in spots that are so sensitive for him and he relishes the feeling every time. he likes to look at them later as a map of all of his favorite spots to be kissed.

junseo

body worship - giving or receiving, he loves this. he likes feeling like you love all of him and he’s going to take his time showing you that he loves all of you. he’ll even spend a good chunk of time undressing you and kissing every inch of your body with no plans to do anything more. he just thinks you’re perfect.

breeding - it’s not necessarily that junseo wants to put a baby in you, but the fact that you’d let him? oh my fuck. he’ll give you every bit of his seed all too happily and whatever happens happens.

oral sex (giving) - i am a firm believer that junseo goes down on you for literally any reason whatsoever. he’s stressed? oral. he’s bored? oral. you’re cranky? oral. my man gets absolutely lost in the sauce that is your slick. eyes closed and fully focused. he’s in his own personal heaven.

make up sex - he loves you so much!! :( he hates that you have to fight in order to have make up sex, but he loves that it gives him the opportunity to prove himself to you. to show you that he loves and cherishes you by flooding your body with pleasure.

size kink - no one is surprised this is here. our muscle boy knows his body goes crazy and he loves when you drool over it. he gets so smug when he catches your eyes staring at the way his arms flex as he holds himself above you. he loves watching your small hands grab at his chest or his bicep and looking so tiny in comparison.

[seokgyuu]

A Boy Scout’s Secret (I)

→ genre: smut

→ pairing: Yohan x Fem!Reader

→ synopsis: being a girl scout unit’s leader you find yourself at a monthly meeting of all the scout’s in your area. of course the rivaling boy scouts of your unit can’t be missing from this event - and with that their arrogant vice leader kim yohan. how good that no one knows you are totally into him…. right?

→ warnings: softdom!yohan, dirty talk, degradation, praising, use of the word “noona”, fingering, handjobs, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, mammary intercourse

→ word count: 3.8k

A/N: I am sorry, I promise Challenge Me is not dead, I just needed to get this out my system okay!!! Give it some love <3

“You know we are supposed to hate them, right?”

The voice of your best friend made you snap out of your stare, instead now looking over at her.

“What?” You blinked rapidly at her, your cheeks heating up already. Her eyebrows shot up as she chuckled, her head shaking from side to side.

“Don’t play dumb, Y/N. You were staring at Yohan. Again.”

Yes. Yes, you were. And you knew you shouldn’t. Biting down on your lip, you tugged a strand of hair behind your ear. There was no way of denying it, she had caught you red handed and she had done so many times before. But what were you supposed to do? He was so freaking hot in the uniform his boy scout unit had chosen all those years ago and today, with his broad shoulders and the perfect body proportions he just looked even better in it. It didn’t matter that your unit and theirs were rivals and hated each other – you still had eyes and a stupid heart that had been betraying you for years now.

“Well, can you blame me?” You finally sighed, nodding your head slightly in Yohan’s direction, “He just looks so good, how can I not stare?”

Jean looked at you for a second, her eyes frozen in place, until she scoffed and shook her head again.

“You need to get a grip. You’re our unit leader, Y/N, you can’t have a crush on Kim Yohan of all people!”

She was right, of course she was. Yohan was the vice leader of his unit, only one above him being Daehyeon and while Dae was more or less fun to be around (he at least knew how to be civil) Yohan was an absolute pain in the ass. Even now he looked smug, knowing full well he had half the people in this room drool over him. A part of you really hated him for it but another… just really wanted to get him somewhere secluded and-

“Y/N!” Jean hissed now, snapping you out of it once again. Clearing your throat, you sat up straighter, fixing your little tie around your neck.

“Sorry. Sorry, I’m… I’m gonna get ahold of myself, alright? I only see him once every few months, I- I can get over this,” you spoke to her quietly, your eyes flying back to the boy’s table – only to be met by something you hadn’t quite expected.

 Yohan was looking right at you, his perfectly styled hair falling into his forehead, his pretty eyes sparkling in the light of the room – shit. You quickly averted your gaze again, your heart beating at triple speed. Fuck, why had he been looking at you? He almost never looked this way, if not only to act like he was better than your unit. He was arrogant like that. Right then you knew you should look away. His gaze was mesmerizing, it lured you into wanting him even more and you knew you shouldn’t. Still, once your eyes had met there was no turning back. Not as long as he stayed like this, his pretty brown eyes sparkling so beautifully in the light of the room, focused on nothing but you. Your skin began to tingle, your mouth slightly dropping, not sure what to say, what to do. Somehow it felt like time had stopped, like nothing around you mattered anymore simply because this one man who was nothing but an arrogant asshole to you most of the time had decided to look your way. Maybe, you thought, all the tension you had thought you had imagined over the years wasn’t that much of a fantasy after all. Maybe, Kim Yohan actually felt the same way. It made you wonder, the way he looked at you right now, if he had laid in bed at night thinking about you. If he had moaned your name as he touched himself, if he had wondered what you taste like. All these things happened to you regularly. Mostly when the scouts of the era had a meeting every two to three months in one of the nicer hotels in Busan, did he not leave your mind for weeks after. It felt like a curse, the Kim Yohan curse that would haunt you whenever it felt like it.

“Y/N!” Jean hissed again and you turned your head to look at her, only realizing now hot your face was. She shook her head at you, her eyes judging, and you dropped your eyes to look at the table, not even sure what was going on at the event itself anymore. Some higher ups were holding speeches, one of them being the girl’s scout president of your area and when you dared to look up at the stage, you saw that she was shaking hands with the president of Yohan’s area. At least here they pretended to get along. You almost chuckled, leaning back in your chair and crossing your legs, trying to get rid of the thought of Yohan’s eyes on you.

 What came after was a small banquet, just some food and drinks, followed by some dancing. It could have been fancy if only you weren’t all wearing your scouting uniforms. You ate your food while silently listening to your fellow girls talking about school or work, about their boyfriends, girlfriends and partners, all while being painfully aware of how single you were. Single and somehow desperately hung up on an arrogant man who, if anything, probably only wanted to screw you and then leave. And while some part of you wanted to make you believe that you would be okay with just that, you knew full well that that was a lie. You weren’t exactly the type of person to just fuck and chuck, you were more the feelings kind of girl and while you respected everyone’s choices… this just wasn’t for you. Or at least you thought so.

Because when, after dinner, you went and got up to go to the bathroom, you were approached by none other than Yohan himself, you kind of let that principle fly out the window. His long legs brought him over to you, standing in the entrance way of the hall, people scattered around, talking and laughing. But his eyes were only on you and yours only on him. His face was determined, and you swallowed down whatever had formed in your throat, feeling your stomach drop when he stopped in front of you. He didn’t touch you, nor did he say anything like a greeting.

“Have you got your own room?”

And when you nodded, never letting him out of your sight, you knew it was already over for you.

 He had you pinned against the wall in no time. Your eyes were wide, your hands pressed against his shoulders.

“Here is the closer look you so desperately wanted, noona,” he whispered, and your heart made a strange leap. He had never used honorifics on you before. He was a brat, he wanted to show he was better than everyone – at least in the field of your hobby.

“Y-Yohan-ah, I-,” you began, but he shut you up by shaking his head. His eyes were glinting at you and still seemed darker than ever. The lump in your throat turned three sizes bigger.

“I saw you looking, Y/N noona. I saw the way your eyes took this uniform off. What did you want to do to me, hm? Or did you want me to do stuff to you more?” His lips were so close to yours, his body heat surrounding you and making you all weak in the knees. God, he smelled so good.

“I don’t- I don’t know what you mea- oh-,” You were once again interrupted by him, but this time he had his mouth hovering over your neck, his breath hitting your sensitive skin and you couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh, your eyes fluttering shut when his breath moved down, over your whole neck and up, finally hitting your cheek and lips.

“Do you want me, noona?” His voice was low and his face so close, if you only moved a little bit, you could kiss him. When your eyes opened again, he was still patiently looking down at you, his oh-so extremely attractive face so close to yours. If you wanted him? Hell, you had never wanted anyone as much as him.

“I do,” you heard yourself whisper then without even realizing it. A smirk appeared on his face as his hands wandered from next to you on the wall to your hips, gripping them harshly.

“Good girl, telling me what she wants,” he then said lowly, and your eyes widened, the words spreading straight to your core.

And then he kissed you. Finally, after all those years of pining, he finally kissed you. And, fuck, did it feel good. He was hot and passionate, his tongue finding yours soon and you knew right there that he had wanted this just as much as you had. He wasn’t going slow, he wasn’t going to make you wait any longer, instead he let his hands wander over your body, squeezing every bit of you, your hips and ass, your boobs and neck, your moans getting caught by his skillful mouth.

He began to undress you, loosening the tie around your neck, which you followed right away, loosening his as well, while you were still kissing. You found yourself starting to walk as you undressed each other, towards the bed. How happy you felt that you had decided to take a room alone after all and not share with Jean. Yohan unbuttoned your shirt, slipping it off your shoulders a moment later, lips and hands on your cleavage right then, sucking hard on your sensitive skin. You grabbed his hair, moaning when you felt his tongue press against your hard nipple, only the thin layer of lace between him and your bud, his left hand now moving back to open your bra. Once it landed on the floor, Yohan was all over you, hands massaging, squeezing, thumb pressing down on your nipple, your eyes closing as you moaned loudly, hands now in his hair, pressing him closer against your body.

“So fucking hot,” he breathed against you, before looking up – his eyes so dark, his plump lips wet and swollen, his cheeks red. He looked unreal.

Yohan moved up again, kissing you on the lips, your hands wandering down to get rid of his tie and shirt, parting from him only to let your eyes wander over his body, his broad shoulders and the muscular chest, the abs you knew he worked hard to keep. God, he was so attractive. So perfect. You bit your lip and looked up at him, almost rolling your eyes when you saw the smug smirk on his lips.

“Like what you see?” He asked, tilting his head and you scoffed, before pushing him down on the bed, catching him by surprise. His eyebrows rose as he watched you straddle him, your arms tangling around his neck, lips back to devouring his.

“So eager,” he chuckled against you, hands now on your back, the kiss soon back to passionate and desperate at the same time. You both were quick to move, his fingers opening your pants and yours doing the same – just that when he had succeeded, he was suddenly right there, two fingers sliding through your lips, making you gasp.

“Shit, baby, you’re so wet for me already. Tell me, have you been this wet ever since you saw me this morning?” Yohan grinned, fingers steadily wetting themselves in your juices before letting one slide into you, a gasp escaping you as you lifted your hips, head falling back.

“Sh-shut up,” you could just sight as you began to move your hips in the rhythm of his hand, your hands on his shoulders now. Instead of giving you a cheeky answer, he kissed your neck, sucking at the skin again sure to leave a mark. Right now, you didn’t care one bit. In fact, you would have loved to have marks of his all over your body. To remember that this had really happened.

When he added a second finger, you moaned once more, deeper this time and you quickly moved to open his pants fully too, hand slipping into them to stroke his already hard cock. You felt a wet spot at the front, your walls clenching around his fingers.

“Fuck, you’re tight, baby. Do you want my cock that bad, hm?”

Oh god, never in a million years would you have thought to like someone talking this dirty to you, but right now… you could only nod, kissing him as you began jerking him off, his breath hitching as he kissed you back, free hand in your hair, tugging on it slightly.

“Don’t think I can wait that much longer, noona,” he groaned, your thumb now pressing down on his tip, his head falling back as he let out the most beautiful sound you had ever heard.

“Fuck me then, Yohan-ah. Fuck me hard,” your eyes were determined, just as he had been earlier when he approached you, and Yohan twitched in your hand, your words obviously showing effect. He moved his head forward again, eyes narrow and full of lust – and then he turned you two around, you now on your back as he dragged down your pants and soaked panties, his own clothes following, leaving him naked in front of you. You had felt that he was big but seeing it in full bloom… you swallowed as you looked from his big cock to his face, his red, wild face that was still showing clear signs of arrogance.

“Like what you see?” He asked again and you rolled your eyes, spreading your legs wider for him.

“Less asking stupid questions, more fucking,” you said, and Yohan’s eyes flickered with something you couldn’t quite pinpoint. But then, when suddenly his hands were on your thighs, pulling you closer to him harshly, you knew.

“I call the shots, noona. Got it?” Holy fuck. He caught you by surprise and yet you had never been hornier in your life than right there, when he finally sunk into you, his cock stretching you out perfectly – much better than any imagination. You arched your back as you let out a long deep moan, hands grabbing the sheets underneath you.

“Yeah, that’s right. Take it like the little slut you are,” he breathed as he began to move, his thrusts hard and quick from the get-go.

“F-fuck!” you exhaled as he pulled you even closer, your legs now held up by him, your eyes shut, mouth hanging wide open as your whole body shook. He made your world spin, he made your pussy scream, his cock so perfectly fitting into you, his moves somehow perfectly calculated, finding your sweet spot right away. Yohan stared down at you, admiring the way you looked, his eyes glued to your boobs at some point, licking his lips as he fucked harder into you.

“Could look at you forever, you’re so fucking sexy, noona”, he was trying to kill you, or at least that’s what it felt like. Especially when suddenly, you felt his thumb on your clit, felt the way he let a dollop of spit fall onto your pussy, his thumb gathering his spit to rub your sensitive bud.

“Y-Yohan-ah, ngh, don’t stop!” You could already feel it, feel the orgasm wanting to crash down on you harder than any orgasm had ever done before. Yohan smirked as he continued his spiel, still kneeling in front of you, cock buried so deep inside your pussy you were sure you could feel it if you pressed down on your stomach. He wasn’t going to stop. He was going to make you cum as much as he could, before finally pulling out and cumming all over your perfect tits.

“Are you gonna cum for me, noona?” His voice was so dark, and goosebumps erupted all over your body.

“Will you be a good noona and cum for me? Wanna see you cum on my cock, baby.”

And he really meant his words because right after he leaned forward, speeding up, thumb aligning with his movements, your pussy clenching over and over again – until finally you were pushed over the edge, your vision going dark completely as you shut your eyes again, waves of pleasure shooting through you.

“A-ah, Y-Yohan-ah! F-fuck, I’m- I’m cumming!” you basically screamed, your back arching off the bed, fingers cramping from how hard you were squeezing the bed sheets.

“Yes, baby, show me how good I fuck you, how good I make you cum. Fucking slut.”

You felt so dizzy. So, so dizzy when you felt the last hit, when you felt all the air leave your body, going numb the next second, stars dancing in front of your eyes.

“Shit,” Yohan moaned, feeling you pulsate around him, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip, eyes back on your face and soon on your tits.

“N-nonna, gonna cum on your tits, okay?” You nodded, not able to form a single word, he had, so to speak, fucked that ability right out of you and the second you had given him the go, he groaned, pulling out and jerking off, a sight you would most definitely never forget, Kim Yohan all sweaty, glistening in the darkness, hair wet against his forehead as he shot his load all over your upper body while moaning your name over and over again.

“Y-yeah, f-fuck, cu-cumming so hard on your tits, shit, n-ngh, oh-,” his cum landed on you, and you watched him in awe, your heart speeding. How could someone be this fucking hot?

 He fell onto the bed next to you, both of you out of breath, your heartbeat loud in your ears. Slowly, you looked over at him, saw the way he pushed his sweaty bangs out of his face, chest heaving.

“Shit,” he then cursed lowly, turning his head to look at you too. You felt your heart do one of it’s strange leaps again when your gazes met, when you saw his fucked out face and the infamous grin. He then did something you did not expect – he lifted his hand and placed in on your cheek, softly caressing it. Your eyes widened a bit, obvious surprise sprawled over your face and Yohan chuckled.

“What?” His eyes wandered down to your lips and back, making you swallow.

“I- I just-“, yeah, you just…what? Hadn’t expected him to be this soft after he had just fucked the life out of you? Probably. Instead of asking again, he leaned forward, pressing his lips onto yours again, no ulterior motive, just… a sweet kiss. You let your eyes fall shut and kissed him back, hesitantly letting your hand fall on top of his. He tasted so good, so sweet and somehow minty, he tasted like spring felt on its good days – warm and comfortable. It didn’t make much sense but at the same time it all fell into place.

“We should get you cleaned up,” he whispered against your lips after a moment and you nodded, letting your eyes flutter open to look into his. Your heart really did a number on you, beating even faster when you saw the way he looked at you. There was no sign of his usual arrogant self, no sign of his smug smirk. He seemed just… calm.

 You cleaned yourself up in the bathroom, coming back into the room in the bathrobe hanging next to the shower – and suddenly feeling all of the things from before fading away. Yohan was halfway to being dressed, underwear and pants back on, shirt in his hands. He was about to leave. You knew it shouldn’t hurt as much as it did, but it wasn’t like you could help it. Nibbling on your bottom lip, you sat down on the edge of the bed, looking up at him.

“This was fun, noona. Felt good to finally get that out of our system, didn’t it?” He said, catching you by surprise. You raised your brows at him.

“What?”

“Well, you know. The massive sexual tension between us? Been going on for years now. But Daehyeon would have killed me if I touched you. Rivals and all that shit, you know how it goes. But today, damn, I don’t know if I was just extra horny, but I think it’s good we finally got to it.”

He finished buttoning up his shirt and turned around to look at you, grinning as if he had not just said the worst thing he possibly could. You watched as he grabbed his tie from the floor and moved to the mirror on the closet to tie it properly again.

“So… what does that mean?” Maybe it was naïve of you. To still wonder. Yohan stopped in his movement, head slowly turning back to you after a few seconds.

“This won’t happen again. Ever. This is a complete one-time thing, noona. Wasn’t that clear?” His face was stone and his voice completely unbothered. Again, you knew it shouldn’t hurt. And yet…

“Sure. Yeah, of course it was. I just- well, I guess I just wanted to make sure.” Oh, what a straight up lie. You felt yourself starting to get cold all over, felt your stupid self wanting to cry, tears already beginning to make their way into your eyes.

“Ah, noona, I know, I know. I get this a lot, but no matter how good I can fuck, I’m not doing anyone more than once. It’s just not my style, you know?” He finished tying his tie and looked over at you again. You, who was frozen in place, who felt like the biggest idiot on this earth. He walked over to the bed now, leaning forward, his hands on either side of your thighs. It caught you by surprise, but you were still glued to your spot, not able to move. He dampened his lips, before slowly moving to kiss you, his lips as soft as ever.

“Even though I must say…,” he began when he parted from you, eyelids fluttering open, “I am kind of sad we didn’t get you to suck me off, noona.”

That was it. You jumped up, making him almost fall to the floor.

“Get the fuck out!” You exhaled, pointing at the door.

“Wha-,”

“Get the fuck out, Kim Yohan, before I fucking text Daehyeon and tell him you just had sex with me, before I tell the whole fucking world you just fucked me, alright?!”

Yohan’s eyes were wide, scoffing as he mumbled something under his breath before finally walking to the door and leaving you alone.

 When you had showered while crying and ordered a new set of sheets from the reception and even when you laid in the freshly made bed and tried to distract yourself from Kim Yohan’s scent still all around you, you couldn’t help but already think about the next meeting in two months and how much you would give for him to just never show up again.

[dirtykpopsnaps]

Here’s the request for Junseo! Please correct me if this isn’t him!

[oraclekleo]

Kim Jun Seo (WEi) Kinky Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirty Secret

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Kim Jun Seo

Stage Name: Junseo

Group: WEi

DOB: 20.11.2001

Blood Type: O

MBTI: ESFJ

Sun Sign: Scorpio

Chinese Sign: Metal Snake

Life Path Number: 7

Masterpost: WEi

Kim Jun Seo

Junseo (WEi)

DOB: 20.11.2001 Blood Type: O MBTI: ESFJ Sun Sign: Scorpio Chinese Sign: Metal Snake Life Path Number: 7 Spread / Question: Kinky Reading Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Position - 9 of Pentacles

Junseo is not the type to overshare with his partner in a relationship. Actually, he might have tendencies towards secrecy and keeping his thoughts and ideas for himself. He’s not likely to just open up to anybody, he’s more of a private person by nature, even in a romantic relationship. His lover might sometimes feel shut out from Junseo’s life because there are aspects he’s not willing to show to other people. There’s a lot going on behind his sweet mask of a face and it takes some patience and digging to reach to the core of his heart and soul.

Libido - XXI The World

While Junseo isn’t really the type to emotionally connect with other people, his sex drive and lust are at their peak now. He might tend to indulge himself in many exciting experiments. The world lies at his feet now and he’s willing to taste its fruits in all varieties. However, Junseo might not be willing to commit to one person at the moment. He’s at the top of his game now, he’s young, his endurance and energy are nearly bottomless, it simply makes no sense to him to limit his experience to one person.

Turn On - 10 of Cups

Junseo isn’t ready for a serious relationship but he might feel attracted to those who are caring, nurturing and family types. And yes, it’s likely to be problematic and end in tears eventually. Long sad cries of his used-to-be lovers will sound through the night and there’s no way to avoid it.

Kink - 7 of Wands

Junseo might find it especially hot when his lover is at his mercy to a certain degree. He might like to blindfold them or limit their senses or movement in some ways but he sort of expects they will try to break the chains, metaphorically (or literally) speaking. It’s not fun if his lover is lying down motionless and just waiting for him, he likes the thrill of chase or even a little combat with his lover. It can be something as innocent and harmless as tickling battle but it can also slip into much serious plays where safe word is a must.

Dirty Secret - XX Judgement

Junseo is not very likely to make it a public information but he’s actually pretty serious about his relationships. The fact they usually don’t take long isn’t contradictory. He plans them to be short-term. He’s not really into ‘they lived happily ever after’ type of a relationship, he’s more interested in genuine development and going through hardships with his lover and he hopes for those to strengthen the bond or to break it for good. Junseo isn’t a playboy but he simply believes that his true love will love him with all he comes with and will endure the pressure. He puts his lovers through tests often and very often they fail in those. He’s not losing hope for one person to actually make it through all the trials, though.

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[baka-writings]

hi?

my last post was over a year ago, i am still alive unfortunately and I was thinking of writing again, however I'm not sure if my new work would be appreciated as much as the latest/previous ones.

[lilyrennifer]

Always feel free to request! 😁

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🐹 Daehyeon

Nothing So Far

🐶 Donghan

Nothing So Far

🐰 Yohan

Nothing So Far

🐉 Yongha

Nothing So Far

🦊 Junseo

Nothing So Far

🐣 Seokhwa

Nothing So Far

[seokmattchuus]

Optional Bias Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Tamed (Drabble) 🖤

Façade (Not posted on my blog, but I wrote it, and I’m proud gdi, okay ;-;) 🖤

Friends (Drabble) 🩵?

? (Drabble) 💜

Regrets (Drabble) 🩶?

Sober 🩶

Enough 🖤

Off-Script 🖤

[kcake555]

Kim Yohan cake 🍰

[seokka0o]

do you still write for wei? if you do what would jealous junseo be like?

Yes, I'm still anon, sporadically, but sometimes I write.

It is very difficult for Junseo to identify any situation as a problem, he is a very calm man, even among his friends. But sometimes Junseo may be more willing to hunt for something to punish you, there is a limit to how much you can be too friendly with a man, I believe maybe going too far past the bar where it seems right, this guy hugging you, trying to be too close, and you're allowing. Man, this irritates him to catastrophic levels, so much so that he barely waits for you to take action on your own, when he drags you back he comes home like a dog that has run away from home. He's huge, he's going to use this, Junseo is going to arrest you, make you unable to do so "everywhere you go you need to act like a slut, right?" You know why, deep down your intention was to have this kind of attention, Junseo marking your skin with bites, slaps, scratches, while he fills you, makes you roll your eyes, makes you think only about him and how much you don't need of no one else but him fucking you until your brain melts.

[chaeinedup]

Domestic WEi

Daehyeon: 

You begged and begged for Daehyeon to be done with his work;

And it’s not like he wanted to leave you to boredom, he promised after many weeks apart that today was gonna be just the two of you;

But his computer got in the way;

When inspiration strikes you can’t let it runaway;

You of course understand but you really missed him and spending time with him.

So now there you were sitting on his lap while he types his thoughts away.

It didn’t take you long to fall asleep and when he noticed his heart clenched;

He felt so guilty, you only wanted one thing and he failed to give you what you wanted;

His work was finally done but he didnd’t want to wake you up, so he stayed on the couch holding you and caressing your hair making sure to whisper a “I love you” in your ear.

Donghan:

It was his turn to clean the dorm and let’s just say he wasn’t too happy about it;

Usually they clean in twos but they played rock paper scissors and Donghan just so happened to be the only who lost;

But lucky for him you showed up at his door an hour ago, asking if he was busy;

He told you that unfortunately he wouldn’t be available and explained he had to clean the dorms;

You went inside and immeaditely rolled up your sleeves as a sign of help;

Donghan didn’t expect you to join this tedious task but he was very happy he wouldn’t be doing this alone:

At the end of the day it took way less time and it was extremely pleasant for the both of you;

You had your dance breaks, singing duets and your own season of show me the money;

It’s safe to say Donghan wouldn’t mind losing a game again.

Yongha:

Avatar was all people were talking about and you never really cared that much, but your boyfriend certainly did;

He was so sad he couldn’t get tickets for the first screening of the movie, and you were so sad you couldn’t just tell him you got the tickets;

This is the downside of surprises, you have to make him suffer until it’s the right time;

The day finally came and you had asked Yongha to pick you up, you hadn’t specified why and he didn’t ask either which good for you cause you had no excuse prepared;

When he got to your place he called you and you stepped outside;

You got in the car and he asked you if you were okay, you said yes of course but you just wanted to see him;

He of course was extremely happy but when you showed him your phone he couldn’t believe his eyes;

“WAIT??!! YOU GOT TICKETS???!!!” ;

You told him you were sorry for not telling him sooner but you didn’t want to ruin the surprise;

He couldn’t care less if he was sulky for a week straight he was just so happy to have someone like you by his side, so thoughtful and loving;

Let’s just say he was like a kid with candy for the rest of the night.

Yohan:

He finally had some free time in his hands so the only logical thing to do was relax;

But he felt like staying in the same environment as always wouldn’t really give him the sense of free time;

So he called up a hotel and made a reservation for two people, you and him;

After getting off the phone with the receptionist he texted you;

“Tomorrow im picking you up, pack lightly”;

You were more than confused, what do you mean pack?? But you knew that if you made any questions he wouldn’t answer them;

So you packed not sure of the outfit choices but you also didn’t know what you had to pack for;

Tomorrow finally came and he did indeed show up at your door, dressed like an uncle going to hawai;

You were scared you didn’t have your passport with you and you asked him if you’d be needing it and he laughed;

“We’re going on a staycation dont worry”;

When you got there it was like paradise the place was so calm and pretty you couldn’t wait to jump in the pool.

But yohan had different plans, he layed on the bed and dragged you with him,

“Did you just come here to sleep??”;

“No but right now it’s the thing I want the most and I want to cuddle you”;

You were caught off guard with his sincerity but you quickly melted to his side.

Seokhwa:

Another day another parenting shift for Seokhwa;

And apparentely for you too;

You were both currently pet sitting cookie and dalli;

It’s not like you didn’t like it but it’s definetly not what you had in mind when Seokhwa called you to come over;

It was time for cookie’s walk so you briefly said goodbye to dalli telling her you weren’t going to take long;

And off you were for a little trip to the dog park;

Cookie is a little scared of crowed and loud places so you have to pick him up;

So it’s really just the two of you walking;

You didn’t mind it was kind of peaceful just stroling around with no places to be or anything to do really;

And of course no outing with Seokhwa would end without some silly or cute pictures;

If there’s not a picture, it never happened.

Junseo:

It was Yongha’s birthday and everyone was in charge of doing something for his little surprise bday party;

You and Junseo volunteered to make the cake;

So that led you to go grocery shopping and now you were in the kitchen reading the recipe;

“Are you sure we got everything we needed?”;

“Yeees, not only we double checked we triple checked Junseo you can breath”;

Everything was going well until one of you spelled the flour;

“Why would you do that?!!”;

“I didn’t it was you!!”;

As you were saying that he threw some flour in your face laughing at your now white casted face;

You didn’t let him win this war and you lathered some frosting on his face;

With all this laughing and screaming Daehyeon decided to check on what was going on;

Not only was he shocked at what he saw he had to break up “the fight” or you'd use all the ingredients on one another instead of the cake;

You both promised there was need for supervision and that you wouldn’t screw around anymore;

But stealing glances at Junseo you could tell this was far from over.

[yunhohours]

Everyone But Me

✗ Pairing: dom!junseo x fem!reader (ft. mentions of hyunsuk from cix)

✗ Word count: 2.5k

✗ Warnings: jealous bf!junseo is a dickhead, mentions of alcohol, swearing, reader is down unbelievably bad for junseo (understandably so), fingering (f. receiving), hair pulling, a lil bit of dumbification + degradation, unprotected sex, choking, dash of overstimulation, creampie, there is nothing soft and sweet about this, junseo is actually a sweetheart tho don't get it twisted, i didn't give this a proper non-toxic ending bc i didn't want to but just know that there should be thorough aftercare following something like this xoxo

✗ A/N: this was inspired by an ask. also hyunsuk baby i’m sure you’re not this sloppy of a drunk ily

You cross the threshold of your apartment, Junseo only inches behind you. He holds the door for you despite the rigid placement of his jaw. He didn’t say a word on the way home. His eyes didn’t look for yours and neither did his hand. It’s only the small touch of his hand to your lower back that signals he does in fact remember you exist and no, he doesn’t hate you. He’s just mad. Not that he’s said that to you. He doesn’t have to.

You nervously kick off your shoes, glancing at him before deciding to just head straight to bed. You’re not sure what to do, really. He doesn’t usually get like this and you don’t want to say the wrong thing. You’re sure he’ll tell you what’s wrong eventually… right? For now, all you can think to do is get into bed and see if he comes with you. That will tell you enough.

You climb onto your bed more carefully than ever, as if the bed squeaking might be the final straw. You’re not even sure why you feel like that because Junseo isn’t a mean, angry, or violent person. He’s more prone to crying than yelling. Perhaps it’s just because you don’t know exactly what he is thinking. You sit against the headboard, legs out straight, hands in your lap like a good girl. It’s taking too long for him to come into the room.

You hear some sounds from outside your room. Keys on the counter, shoes kicked off, the kitchen faucet. He’s taking his time. It’s driving you crazy. Your mind keeps flashing back to the source of his anger.

Junseo loves your relationship with his friends. Nothing makes him happier than getting to spend time with his six best friends and his girlfriend at the same time. The problem is… that sixth best friend of his got a little too drunk this time and you were taking a little too much care of him. 

You really didn’t think anything of it. Hyunsuk is harmless. He’s probably one of the most respectful guys you’ve ever met. Even Junseo knows that. They’re best friends for a reason, after all. But somehow everything aligned just perfectly tonight to create a bit of a problem.

Hyunsuk is a big guy. So when his balance is unstable, there’s a bigger danger to himself and those around him. The nurturing side of you didn’t want to see anyone hurt, so naturally you linked your arm around his long torso, holding tight so his weight didn’t topple you over as well. It was honestly not fun. He’s not easy to keep upright. But Junseo didn’t like Hyunsuk’s large hand dwarfing your shoulder as he held you back or the way his glassy eyes looked down at you with a smile reminiscent of puppy love. You could feel him glaring. But what were you to do? Leave Hyunsuk to his own devices?

Junseo probably would have left it alone if that was all, though. He didn’t like it but he had to understand given the situation, right? Unfortunately, Hyunsuk decided you were his third leg for the night. He couldn’t do anything without you right there. He couldn’t even sit down without your shoulder to lay his head on. So when the side of his body was glued to yours, his limp hand falling into your scantily-clad lap, his sleepy head rolling on your shoulder, his lips dangerously close to your neck unbeknownst to himself, Junseo decided enough was enough. 

You flinched in surprise when you suddenly felt a firm tug to your hand. You looked up to see Junseo staring at you, but not in the starry-eyed way you were used to. “Let’s go,” he mouthed silently. You felt like refusing because the suddenness didn’t feel quite right, but the look on his face told you that dismissing him would be a mistake. So you got up. You made sure Hyunsuk didn’t fall to the ground and you followed Junseo to the car.

And now here you are. Heart racing, body buzzing with adrenaline.

It feels like it has been years by the time Junseo walks into the room. You instantly feel a need to fill the silence. You speak as you watch his hands remove the belt from his jeans, his fingers slow and meticulous about such a simple process. “Yongha was really funny tonight, you know? We should hang out with him more oft–” You stop. Fuck.

You had only meant to talk positively about his friends, something he usually likes. But tonight wasn’t the night for that. If only your brain could think straight right now. You’re praying that you didn’t just make everything worse.

Junseo’s head slowly turns towards you, his eyes dark. He’s silent as he looks at you, wordlessly prompting you to finish that sentence. His eyes drop momentarily, your nervous fingers fiddling with the hem of your skirt catching his attention. You think you see the smallest hint of an incredulous smirk on his lips but it only lasts for a moment if it happened at all. His eyes are soon back on yours. Finally, he speaks.

“What are you so nervous about? You haven’t seemed to be bothered by a thing tonight.” You open your mouth to answer even though you’re not sure what you’ll say, but he raises his hand to stop you in your tracks. He doesn’t want to hear it. You snap your mouth closed and wait for his next move. He has you on a string and you both know it.

“Ah, that’s right. Everyone else is allowed to have you all to themselves but me, right?” He scoffs, his tongue pushing into his cheek and you know you shouldn’t be focusing on that right now but fuck, he’s so hot. You don’t even try to answer this time. You know he’s not actually asking. You instead use the silence to take him in.

His white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled perfectly around his muscular arms. The way his thighs strain against his jeans so deliciously. The tuck of his shirt showing off his impossibly perfect waist.

“It’s really fucking embarrassing when you let my own best friend hang all over you like that. What do you suppose my members are going to think? Huh? They’re going to rub it in my face for fucking ever, y/n. And Hyunsuk? You both better hope to god he was too drunk to remember this because if he says even one word–”

Junseo stops talking and it’s only then that you realize you weren’t paying attention in the way you should have been. It’s like you were in a trance: you could hear him, but you weren’t really listening, instead too focused on tracing the veins in his arms with your hungry eyes. The silence is deafening.

Your eyes widen as you look back up at him. You were caught. You couldn’t even try to tell him that you weren’t more interested in his body than what he was saying because you both knew better. “Junseo, I–” You stutter, trying to find anything that would make him feel better. The look on his face is a mix of disbelief and… lust? Is it lust? No, it can’t possibly be. That’s just what you want to see, right?

You try to regain your composure so you don’t fuck this up any more than you already have, but your body is still on edge. “Junseo, I’m sorry. I really didn’t think–”

“Exactly. You didn’t think.”

You take a pause. He’s being a dick. “It’s not like anything even happened, though. I know you didn’t like it but we didn’t actually do anything.”

His head tilts and you realize he hasn’t moved in some time. You feel small under his gaze but for some reason, you like it. All the evidence is in the stick of your panties. 

Now painfully aware of the way you’re responding to him, you find yourself getting lost again. Your legs rub together ever so slightly as you picture him in place of your–frankly unnecessary–underwear. Your tongue traces your bottom lip, your eyes hazy as you stumble right back into the fantasy that is Junseo. Only he’s not a fantasy, he’s yours. And that is even more delicious.

Junseo clears his throat and you freeze. You didn’t even hear him this time. 

By the time your eyes refocus, he is already stalking across the bed, caging you in between him and the mattress. One of his strong hands goes right for both of yours, capturing them so they can’t get in his way. His other hand is roughly pushing your skirt up your thigh, your stomach churning with anticipation. And a touch of fear… the good kind.

He wastes no time in peeling your panties from your ever-slickening heat, your hands locked in his so all you can do is watch. Watch his forearm knock your legs open for him, watch his fingers find your clit, the pads already working you with high pressure and speed. No time for you to catch up to his movements. You cry out from the overwhelming sensation, fingernails digging into your palms. “Junseo–” you plead. You tell yourself you’re begging for him to stop, to let you breathe for a moment, but he knows better. You’re begging him to give you what you’ve been so distracted thinking about.

He tsks and his hand dips lower, abandoning your clit to sink two fingers inside of you. You’re mid-gasp, adjusting to the delicious fullness, when his fingers start pistoning inside of you. His thumb presses back into your clit and you’re twitching under him, crying his name like it’ll do you any good. 

His eyes are fixed on your face, watching as you start to fade, your eyes rolling back and your lids fluttering. He curls his fingers in just the right way to make your jaw go slack, your moans choked off into silence.

“Is this what I have to do? To get you to listen?” His voice is almost a growl, his fingers not letting up as they scissor you open. His other hand drops both of yours, letting them fall limp like the rest of you. He maneuvers that hand up the back of your neck and into your hair, pulling your head back until your eyes pop open and look into his. “To get you to pay attention to me?”

It’s all too much. His grip on your hair, his cold eyes, his unrelenting fingers, the way he’s speaking to you. You know it shouldn’t turn you on but fuck, he’s never been hotter than he is right now. One more sharp tug of your hair followed by a snarled “answer me” is all you need to cover his fingers in your cream.

He laughs. It’s brief and it’s dark, but he laughs. “Still can’t seem to answer me, huh?”

You try to steady yourself, your body still spasming from the intense orgasm, but he doesn’t give you an opportunity to do that. He removes his fingers from your cunt and releases your hair only to flip you onto your stomach. You start to pull yourself up onto your hands and knees, but he presses your head down into the pillow, his other hand pulling your ass up for him. That hand disappears and you can only imagine it’s pulling down the zipper you hear hissing open.

“Can’t even give me a proper apology,” he scolds as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your still-leaking slit. You whine, still far too sensitive from your orgasm only moments ago. “All you can think about is being stuffed full of my cock, isn’t that right?”

He is right. Even though the overstimulation stings, you would never ask him to stop.

His hand tangles in your hair once again, but this time he pulls your head all the way up until your back is against his chest. “Say you’re sorry,” he whispers, his mouth pressed firmly against your ear. You feel his cock pressing at your entrance, but not quite entering it. Your cunt is aching to envelop him.

“I’m s-sorry–”

His hand glides away from your scalp and across the side of your neck until his fingers are wrapped tightly around your throat. He nudges your head with his until you’re looking him in the eyes. “Say you’re only mine.”

It takes you a long moment to make your mouth work well enough to say what he wants you to say. He cocks his head back a bit in case you’re planning to defy him, his fingers pressing into the sides of your neck just enough to make you feel dizzy. You fight the feeling and force your body to listen to you, to give Junseo what he’s demanding.

“I’m… only yours.”

Your voice is weak and small, but it seems to do the job. Junseo hums and pushes his way into your cunt, keeping you flush against him as he fucks into you. You’re grateful for his grip on you because you are too cockdizzy to hold your own weight up, whimpering as you balance your sensitivity with the mouth-watering fullness of him inside you.

Just like his fingers before, his cock ravages you. He pounds into you with fury and you could swear he’s reaching depths that have never been touched before. His smartass mouth is done talking, only moaning now as he chases his own high. The stick of your bodies as you sweat against each other makes it feel like there’s no air in the room. Only humid sex. It’s intoxicating.

It’s not long before you cum a second time, Junseo hissing at the feeling as you tighten around him. “Fuck, y/n,” he groans, slowing down momentarily only so he can look down at the mess you’ve made on his shaft. He chuckles lowly before suddenly thrusting all the way into you again, making you yelp from the piercing surprise. “Gonna give me one more, aren’t you?”

He asks but it’s not a question. He immediately picks the pace all the way back up and then some, leaving sloppy, teethed kisses along your neck. You’re rendered almost speechless again, only managing what sounds like the beginning of words that are never finished. You feel like you might pass out by the time your third orgasm is climbing to its peak.

Junseo is right there with you. You can feel him throbbing, feel his mouth lose focus, as he gets closer and closer to release. His free hand finds its way to your clit, circling your swollen bud with intention. “That’s it, one more,” he exhales, his hot breath sending goosebumps up your neck. 

He gets what he wants. You find your voice again, crying out as you cum for the third time. The spasming of your warm walls around his cock are all he needs to fill you with his seed, a long, low groan accompanying it.

You both stay there for a minute, panting and sweating and putting off the conversation to come for just a second longer.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I hope you take this as the compliment it is intended to be, but you strike the same chord of irreverence-as-love, jokes-to-showcase-sencerity that I get from Chuck Tingle, and I adore both of you.

You have bestowed the greatest honour upon me.

[burymewithsmut]

Oh dear oh god

Hi! Nice to see another Rui on here ⭐ so I am a whole ass simp for Yongha and I'm wondering if you could write something with the line “We can’t do that here!” Thank you!

❥ yongha : fingers on marble.

pairing: fwb!yongha × fem!reader

type: smut, short fic

description: during a hot summer day relaxing with friends, yongha can't resist how pretty you look in that bikini he bought you - so he takes it upon himself to examine the pattern a little closer: with your hands against the marble side and his dick buried inside of you, unbeknownst to the friends outside.

warnings: exhibitionism!kink, degradat!on, unprotected!sex, cum!inside reader, clit!stim, humiliation!kink, dom!yongha

a/n: my bias my baby ofc u can😫i hope this is okay🥺this concept was hot in my head i hope i delivered-

His hips pressed intimately against your own, a single arm reaching past your frozen torso. You felt the cool air of his shallow breath passing over the nape of your neck, his lips resting close to your ear.

"I just want another drink," Yongha purred.

You watched his long fingers stretch around the body of a coke can, lingering for a few moments to bask in your adorable fluster.

"Having fun?" he breathed, "everyone else seems to be."

Glancing out of the window, you flashed your friends an unsteady smile. They couldn't see the hardened bump pushed to your ass, or Yongha's free hand beginning to lower down your side. They were ignorant to the fire burning through your core, each seductive touch making you weak at the knees.

"Y-Yongha," you croaked, "what are you doing? We can't do that here."

Curling beneath the hem of your bikini bottoms, Yongha kept his eyes on the view outside. Your friends were caught up in their own conversations, basking in the sun's golden heat. Nobody was paying attention to the happenings of the kitchen.

"They won't know," Yongha hummed, "they're not even looking at us."

"I-If they find out..." your lids fell shut, stifling a gasp as his fingers stretched beneath the thin material.

"So what if they do?" Yongha chuckled, marking soft kisses down the trail of your neck, "I can't resist you, not when you look this good. It looks so pretty on you, I just want to fuck you in it..."

You were melting, like an ice cube. His lips, his voice, his touch, they were all so intoxicating.

"Mhm, I-I don't know," the crack in your voice gave you away, and Yongha laughed.

"My pathetic little slut can barely even pretend," he paused, smirking, "do you think you'll be able to control yourself while I fuck you? Right here, right now?"

His fingertips teased the folds of your pussy, wiping through it's seeping arousal, holding off from entering just yet. You were growing dazed, judgement clouded by his addictive persuasion.

"I can try," you whispered, head rolling forward, "if you promise to cum inside."

"Oh?" suddenly dropping the can, Yongha's hand fell to your hip with a low growl, "shall I fill you up? Hm? Does my pretty pup want my cum to fill you up?"

Your palms drove into the cool marble, hips rocking against it's hard edge, desperately.

"Yes, sir," you whined.

Yongha wasted not a moment more, releasing the bikini from your pussy immediately. Cold air hit it's sensitive skin, and your thighs pressed shut, attempting to hold in the dripping pool of steaming slick.

"Wet already..." Yongha drawled, two digits finally gliding between your folds. As his pads stimulated a raw pleasure from your exposed clit, you jerked abruptly. Drawing slow circles into the depths of it's ball, you were hit with a sharp, tingling sensation like no other - and you moaned, loudly.

"No, no," Yongha hissed, "keep quiet, whore, you wouldn't want to hear us, would you?"

You sucked in a gulp of air, attempting to bear the magnificent feelings that made you want to cry out. His hand left your hip, and you sensed his shorts rustle against you, biting your lip as he freed himself quickly.

"Ready, doll?"

Shivering with anticipation, you gave an eager nod, and pushed your hips back obediently.

"Desperate slut," Yongha tutted, allowing you to feel the tip of his cock swiping through your folds, "isn't it sweet how wet I make you, hm? You really can't help yourself around me, can you?"

The head of his cock centering to your entrance, Yongha tapped once on small of your back, signalling he was about to enter. Your eyes rolled up, as his length travelled gradually, inch-by-inch, into you. Walls clenching immediately around him, you felt the detail of his veins dragging through, adjusting to his increasing size. The thrusts began slow, steady, warming you up and getting you used to this unknown, unusual situation. A part of you, deep down, remained tense with the possibility of being caught by your friends - but Yongha's deep strokes, and electric touch, soon relaxed you.

"You look so pretty, taking me cock like an obedient little pup," Yongha grunted, pressing his chest to your back, and deepening his reach within you, "I bet it makes a good show for everyone out there."

You whimpered, weakly, as his cock drove a little harder into your guts.

"They'd see how needy I am for you," you croaked, "how well you're fucking me..."

Yongha resisted the temptation to grab your jaw, to spit in your mouth and tell you to scream his name. He wanted so badly to make a mess out of you, for the others to see that you're his, he owns you.

But he couldn't. For you; not just yet.

"Keep your eyes ahead, angel," Yongha sneered, "try not to look so obvious."

Easier said than done. His thrusts picked up pace, his hips suddenly driving into you with an aggressive intensity. Your own bones were slamming against the hard, marble edge, sure to leave marks that would last for days. But you didn't mind the pain - you enjoyed it. The way his cock curled into the depths of your core, probing at unimaginable places of pleasure, was enough to make you comply to his every whim. He knew how to fuck you well, how to make you feel good - he was used to what your body needed.

"D-Don't stop," you rested your weight into your palms, "oh God, Yongha-"

You were trying so hard to control your face, to not let it show how insanely amazing it all felt.

"Oh, do you like that, baby?" Yongha groaned, "what if someone saw us? What if Daehyeon walked in...should I ask him to come join us? Would you like that, slut? Huh? Would you like it if they all stood and watched me make a pathetic fucking mess out of you? Answer me, bitch."

You stifled a scream, as his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, allowing his hips to pistol at a greater speed into you.

"N-No, Yongha, oh fuck-" moans were falling from your melted lips, "j-just yours-"

Yongha's head rolled back, with a satisfied smirk.

"That's right," he tutted, "all mine."

His words made you squeeze around his cock, lids screwing shut to savour the hot moment. It was growing more difficult to contain yourself, wanting to chant his name loud enough for the Gods to hear. His cock pummelled into you ruthlessly, and his lips skimmed the nape of your neck, teasing it's oh-so-sensitive skin.

You could feel yourself being fucked into a fast-approaching orgasm, and your yearning limbs twitched beneath his searing body. He was panting against you, heavy breath indicating he was almost as close as you.

You barely had the energy to announce it, his cock driving air from your tight lungs. Knots built in your core faster than you could acknowledge, and they twisted and pulsed like tiny heart beats running through your veins. It was warm, golden, it felt too good to be true no matter how many times he'd made you cum in past. The way it consumed your entire being, your soul, your mind, it spilled through your contracting muscles like an ocean of pure, uncensored euphoria.

You almost collapsed against the side with it's power, eyes stretching behind your head uncontrollably. Yet, Yongha continued, thrusts chasing his own orgasm feverishly. Just as you had tightened around him, Yongha's cock throbbed between your walls - a sign he was soon reaching the highest point. He pushed out a gravely groan, as his hips began to falter, the strong pleasure obviously taking over his body.

"F-Fuck-" Yongha hissed, burying his face in your shoulder as his hips slammed his cock still deep inside your guts. Your lips twitched, feeling strings of warm cum spill heavily into your sore pussy. For a moment, the both of you remained there, basking in heated, sweaty satisfaction, before Yongha breathlessly pulled out. He reached down, and gently tugged your bikini back to your hips, just as his thick cum began to seep out.

"When you go back out," he murmured in your ear, "try not to let them see the cum stains on your thighs...it's everywhere, princess."