#Yunni’s complaining

[obanais-koibito]

Finally finished one week of school

TELL ME WHY AM I SO EXHAUSTED AND WANNA PUNCH AT LEAST FIVE PEOPLE?!

I already have a two tests, a quiz, a project and a lot of homework 😭

[ja3hwa]

♡ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐: 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟐𝐇𝐨 ♡

New Member

【Synopsis】 : You're the newest member to join one of the most famous rock bands. And luckily for you they are all hot...and fuckable.

『Word count』 : 1.01k

-> Genre: Rockstar au. Smut. Poly au

Paring: LeadSinger!Jongho x Bassist!Reader x Guitarist!Yunho

[Warnings] : Fingering. Spanking. Anal. Unprotected sex. Coming inside. Squirting. Biting. Neck kisses. Dirty talk. Pet names and nicknames.

Note : I cracked and wrote this within 30 minutes at 1 am, instead of writing this after I've slept....

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The crowd rawred, cheering for an encore. For more. But the lead singer was not worrying about his fans no, no. All he wanted was to see his new bass player get fucked by his lead guitarist. When you first joined the band, He instantly had his eye on you. You were not just a pretty face but extremely talented. Your fingers strumbed the bass like no other and he knew you’d fit in right away. The first time one of the members of the group tried anything on you was when San wouldn’t stop flirting and saying he could give you a life you wouldn’t forget but you brushed him off saying he wasn’t your type and he wouldn’t know a thing about you and your needs. He complained saying you were hard to get but in truth, you only had eyes for a certain someone. Or in this case someones.

Jongho, the lead singer, and Yunho, the rock group's lead guitarist and lyricist. They both screamed sex appeal to you and your thighs seemingly were always squeezed shut whenever they were around. Tonight was a particularly long and drawn-out stage event. Making everyone hot, sweaty and most definitely bothered. Your heart was racing when you left the stage feeling the crowd's energy boost your endorphins. Your mind was racing and your breath was shallow and all you could think about was sinking your teeth into Jongho or Yunho's lips. And in this case both. 

“Fuck Jongho!!” You cried out while Jongho bit down hard on your bare collarbone. Having your shirt ripped off long ago when he and Yunho had pulled you into the nearest change room. Yunho had made it so that no one disturbed you but knowing people and by people, he means his manager would be wanting him and the others to do another set. But this stage was the first time releasing a new song and you had to flaunt yourself on stage successfully turning on both men. Yunho stood behind you, slapping your ass while he fingered your asshole roughly. Jongho had three fingers knuckles deep inside your soaked cunt, while his tongue lapped your shoulder where he had bit you. Yunho kept his abuse on your ass adding another finger in for good measure. Your body felt like it was on fire needing them both to hurry up before someone interrupts. ”Just fuck me already I’m ready enough.”

Yunho had to laugh at your whining words. You sounded so vulnerable compared to the strong boss you portray to others. But in the end, you were their baby, needing to be fucked hard, fast and rough. “Come on Jong let's give our girl what she wants.”

Yunho picked up one of your legs, pulling his fingers out of your ass before chuckling darkly against your ear. “I couldn’t agree more Yunnie.” The way they called you their girl and how they gave one another sweet nicknames sent your body reeling. You never wanted this moment to end, wanting nothing more than to explore both their bodies, let them have their way with you while you sucked them off and you rode them for hours. But you knew if they didn’t hurry you wouldn’t be able to get to cum... So you bit your lip waiting your them to push inside you. “Take a deep breath for us Doll.”

You did as asked, trying to calm your nerves as Jongho held your other thigh successfully lifting you in the air. Your hands found perch on His biceps, digging your face into his broad shoulders. You could feel their cocks against both your holes and it made you whine in need. Yunho cooed saying everything was going to be okay and it ‘be a good girl, Dollface’. and then you felt them both slowly enter you in one quick motion. You screamed. Screamed so loud that the whole staff team would have heard you and the rest of the group. Yunho's and Jongho's ego boosted a little thinking about that. Knowing the others would be mad they got to fuck the new girl. But none of them would be able to touch you now. You belonged to Jongho and Yunho now and they were going to enjoy fucking you every day, in every city they travel to.

“FUck! Jongiee, Yuyu! God fuck.” you lost your mind, never feeling so full until now. Your body was shaking, reeling against both large men. Your mind was hazed and the weed you all took earlier was probably not helping. But none of you cared, only caring about the fact of how good they both felt inside you. Both men could feel each other as they thrust, only a thin wall separating them. Your ass was so tight squeezing Yunho deliciously while your soaked pussy walls were so warm it made Jongho want to bust a nut there and then. But he waited. Both of them needing to feel you come first before either of them.

“Come on sugar. I wanna feel you come. Just let us feel you squeeze around us. Your cunt is so fucking tight. I could fuck it forever.” Jongho's dirty mouth pours out lewd words into your ear making you tip over the edge coming undone, squirting all over his cock, dripping onto the floor. Someone of your juices spilling onto Jongho’s and Yunho's legs making them both groan out. They continued to fuck you until Yunho emptied his hot load into your ass while Jongho pumped himself dry deep in your puffy cunt. You were filled to the brim with their seeds and you couldn’t ask for anything better.

“Come on doll, let’s get you dressed. We got a crowd of fans waiting for us.” Yunho's words made you shiver at the sheer fact of going on stage while dripping with their cum. Possessive fucks.

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Can I?

Pairing- Yunho x Named Reader

Word count- 3.8k

Includes- Brief masterbation, unexpected sex, brief cockwarming, cock riding, missionary, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Yunho POV

Leaning my head back against my headboard, I moan softly, speeding up the movements of my hand around my dick

I'm super horny and I need to rub one out before my best friend gets here

We're supposed to go to the movies to see the new John Wick movie in an hour

I just can't sit and watch a movie with a hard on

Then we're gonna go eat, then come back to the dorm and probably hang out and no, I can't last that long

Better to do it now and be relaxed for the rest of the night

I'm almost there, moving faster and faster

"Hey Yunnie, are you-", I hear her voice trail off

I snap my eyes open

Oh no

Didn't I lock the door?

I look up, finding her staring at me in the doorway with shock on her face

Fuck

Embarrassment fills my body and I immediately try to start explaining as I fumble to pull my pants up

"I can explain....I uh...I just needed to...I-"

"Can.... Can I?", she interrupts, making me freeze, wondering what she could possibly ask to not make me feel more ashamed

"Can I uh...sit on your dick?", she asks, her eyes avoiding mine, her cheeks so red

"What?", I gape

Did she really just ask that or am I hearing things?

"I mean...you...are....Can I?",

"You ..you really want to?", I ask, unsure if this is actually happening

If my best friend really wants to sit on my cock

She nods, "But if you don't want to-"

"Close and lock the door", I interrupt

Her eyes move to mine and I just nod

Have her pussy around my dick?

Yes please

She closes the door, the sound of the lock reverberating in the room

She walks closer to me, undoing her jeans and it hits me that this is actually happening

And fuck, my cock gets hard again just thinking about being inside her

I get my pants and boxers off as I watch her pull her pants off, her lacy panties on display

Who is she wearing those for?

Obviously not me as she had no clue she'd walk in on me jerking off

She pulls down her panties and my heart beats faster as I look at her pretty cunt

She gets on my bed, climbing on top of me, straddling me

She puts one hand on my shoulder as I hold my dick up for her

With my other hand, I pull her shirt up higher on her body so I can watch her pussy take my cock

She hovers, slowly lowering herself on me, getting my head inside her

She breathes harder as she sinks down a little more

"Fuck", she whimpers, moving her hips in a circle as she pushes down, wiggling on my cock, "Oh god fuck"

"Shit", I gasp, feeling her tight pussy open for me

Good god it feels amazing

"Hold your shirt", I ask her, her hand replacing mine

I move my hands down, spreading her pretty lips, watching her hole spread as she takes me in slowly

Her pussy is getting wetter and wetter the more she goes, her hand in my shoulder bunching up my shirt as she moans

Good god, her moans are fucking sexy

Like fucking music

I'm mesmerized by the way her hips move, wondering if she is going to be able to take all of me

I am gifted and cursed with a bigger thick dick that most girls can't take

Only a few and they complained that it hurt

Anytime I had sex I wasn't able to use my whole dick or bottom out

And she's small so I doubt she'd take me all

But so far it doesn't matter because her cunt is hands down the best I've ever been in

Small, so tight and soaking

I move my gaze from her cunt to her face, startled at how beautiful she is when she's in pleasure

Biting her lip, her head tilted slightly back, eyes closed, pleasure on her face

I'm so busy looking at her that I don't realized that she stopped moving

"Are you ok?", I ask, worried something is wrong, "You stopped moving"

Her eyes open, a soft smirk on her face, "I can't move anymore Yunnie. You're all in"

What?

My eyes snap down and I gasp

I can't see any of my dick and she's sitting right on my lap

That means...

"You took all of me?", I ask, awed

She raises an eyebrow, "Uh yeah. Why? Is that shocking?"

I nod, looking back up at her, "No one can take all of me"

She scoffs, "I can"

I mean yeah, obviously

"Where....where are you fitting me?"

She shrugs, "Inside. I can feel that you're deep inside. Almost like your in my stomach"

"Does it hurt?"

She snorts, "Does it look like it hurts?"

I shake my head

It doesn't feel like it hurts either with the way she's so wet and softly throbbing around me

I can't believe that my best friend is just here, sitting on my dick like it's nothing

"You ..you feel good", I admit, just feeling her pussy engulf me

"Mmm", she nods, her eyes closed again as her hips rock back and forth on my cock, "You feel good Yunnie. So fucking big. So fucking thick"

I can't help but whimper hearing her

"Do you really like it?", I ask, unsure if she's telling the truth

Her eyes open, in my face as she nods, "I do Yunnie. You're the biggest I've ever taken but fuck you feel so goddamn good. Best cock ever"

I feel my cheeks blush

I've never had a girl say that to me before

I've had them say it hurts or to take it out, things like that

She sits on me for a few minutes, rocking softly, her cunt clenching on my over and over

I keep my hands on her hips, leaning my head back, my eyes closed, just feeling her around me

Fuck, I love it

"Yunnie", she whispers after awhile

"Yeah?", I ask, reveling in her pulsing

"Can I...bounce on your dick?"

I open my eyes, looking at her in surprise?

"Bbb..bounce?"

She nods, her cheeks red, "Bounce. Ride you?"

I nod so hard I feel like a bobble head doll

"Yeah. Please"

"Ok", she answers

I move down the bed a bit, leaning my shoulders against the headboard

She leans over me, holding onto my shoulders, while I hold her shirt up

Curse this damn long shirt she has on

I watch her cunt slide up my cock, leaving me completely soaked in cream

"Holy shit", I murmur

She stops, keeping my head in her cunt, then without warning she slides back down hard, slamming her cunt on me, bottoming me out

"Fuck!", we both yell at the same time

She moves again, up and down, moving at a slower pace but making sure to take my whole cock each and every time

"Oh fuck! Yunnie", she cries, shivering on me

Oh fuck is right

Her cunt feels incredible opening for me, sucking me in and grinding on me when she gets me back in

She leaves my cock soaked in her cream, a pretty ring of cream forming around the base of my cock

Jesus Christ that sight is fucking hot

She cries every time my head hits inside her, grinding on me and I'm guessing that's her spot

When my cock hits that area her pussy gets extremely tight around me, showering me in complete pleasure

Her pace speeds up a little bit and I don't think sex has ever felt like this before

Never felt this blissfully

Like I belong inside her wet, warm, tight cunt

Her long hair is wet with sweat, her face a little red, breathing labored as she rides me

"Can...can I take your shirt off?", I ask

I don't want her to be too hot which is one reason why I want her shirt off

But the main reason is because I want to see her naked

I want to watch her fuck me and I want to see her whole body while she does

She nods, "Yeah"

I immediately move my hands on her skin, pushing the shirt up as I touch her

She moves her arms off my shoulder, sitting up a little more

She raises her arms up as I pull the shirt off her, tossing it to the floor

My mouth drops in shock as I look at her perfect body

At the belly piercing she has

And at the colorful rib tattoo she has

I run my fingers slowly on the color, tracing the black lines, feeling her skin shiver on against my fingertips

"I didn't know you had this", I whisper

"Got it a few months ago", she murmurs, her movements not stopping

I tear my eyes away from her tattoo to land right on her lacy covered boobs

It registers that her bra matches her panties

And it makes me wonder who she was wearing this for, jealousy running through my body

I shouldn't be jealous but I am

'She's with you', I remind myself

She's on me, riding me, no one else

That makes me feel a little bit better

"Can I?", I ask, sliding my hands up her back, playing with the back of her bra

"Yes", she murmurs, "If I can take off your shirt?"

"Definitely", I agree

She smiles softly, it taking my breath away, "Alright then"

I undo her bra, pulling it off her, the sight of her boobs hitting me in the face

Dropping her bra to the floor, I move my hands to her boobs but she stops me

"Not until your shirt is off"

I sit up immediately, letting her take my shirt off

As soon as it's off, my hands grab her boobs, squeezing softly, a moan coming from my mouth

God they're so squishy, so pretty

And right now they're mine

She leans back on my thighs, riding me so fucking well and letting me feel her up

I move forward, latching onto her nipple, sucking it in my mouth

"Fuck Yunnie", she cries softly, her hand moving in my hair as I suck on her, the thumb of my hand playing with her other nipple, her cunt flooding my lap

God this is the best I've ever felt

The pleasure is so fucking intense and I'm awed my best friend is giving it to me

Switching to her other nipple, I suck on that one for awhile, wrapping my free arm around her waist and helping her bounce on my length

"Yunho", she moans and I pull away from her nipple, looking up at her in awe when I hear my name

She moaned my name

Fuck

I've never loved hearing my name more

"You're so beautiful", I blurt out, watching her

Her eyes open, on mine in seconds

She smiles shyly, "Not as beautiful as you"

Me?

She has to be kidding

She softly pushes me back until I'm leaning against the headboard again, her eyes running up and down my body

She places her hands on my stomach, slowly gliding her hands up, spreading farther apart when she gets to my chest

My whole body lights up under her touch, fire racing every inch of me

"You're beautiful Yunnie. So strong too", she says softly, "So big everywhere"

I can't form words

Between her grinding on me and her hands, my brain is shutting off

"Big strong arms", she continues, as she touches my arms, "Big shoulders, big chest, big hands"

Her hands move into mine, her fingers lacing with mine

And it feels so right

All too soon she lets go, her hands running up my arms, to my shoulders, leaning over me, "And such a huge cock"

She begins bouncing again, moans coming from me, feeling fucking out of this world

Her pussy is so fucking wet, holding my cock in a vice grip as she throbs around me so hard

"Yunho", she whimpers, her eyes on mine, "Can...can I cum on your cock?"

I nod my head right away, "Yeah Jo. Please. I want to feel you"

She nods, slamming down on me harder and harder

"Yunnie", she moans, getting closer

I hold her hips, moving her up and down my shaft faster and harder, chasing her orgasm

I need it

There is no way she can sit on my dick, ride me and not cum on me

No way

Her body shakes above me as her nails dig in my skin, yelling my name as she cums

"Yunho! Yunho! Fuck yes, Yunho!"

Fucking amazing pleasure knocks me over as I feel her cunt clench over and over, everything so wet as she squirts all over me

I keep moving her on me as she orgasms, watching between her gushing pussy and her gorgeous face

"Yunho. Yunho. Yunho", she calls, repeating my name over and over

Like music to my ears

When she finishes, she stops moving, looking at me in amazement

"Wow", she whispers

Wow is fucking right

I need more of her right now

"Can I fuck you?", I ask

She nods, "Yeah Yunnie"

Pulling her right against me, I roll us over, getting her under me

She looks so stunning, her hair all around her, her big brown eyes on me, a small smile on her face

And there's something I need before I start moving

Leaning on my arm next to her head, I move my other hand into her hair, running through the strands softly

"Can I kiss you?"

Her smile gets bigger, "Yeah Yunnie"

I don't know why I'm so fucking nervous

I know how to kiss

But right now my heart is pounding in my chest

Leaning down, I brush my lips against hers, stars exploding in my vision

What the fuck?

Her arms move around my neck, pressing her lips harder against mine and I fall into her amazing kiss

My entire world tilts as I deepen the kiss, her tongue against mine

I have no clue what I'm feeling

Happy, stunned, butterflies in my stomach and the feeling of never wanting to stop kissing her

I've never felt this way from a kiss and it's shocking my system

Her fingers move in my hair, playing and chills run up my spine

When the kiss ends, we break apart, and I look down at her in complete shock

"Again?", she asks quietly

I nod, "Again. And again. And again"

She nods and I crash my lips against hers, falling into her kiss

I move her legs around me then wrap one arm around her waist, lifting her closer to me, her beautiful soft skin against mine

I kiss her as I pull back, then push forward, burying my length deep inside her

Her arms move from my neck to around my body, her small hands on my back, her fingers slowly trailing up and down my back

Pumping my cock in and out of her, I hold her tightly, her lips never leaving mine

Her legs feel so good, so right around me, squeezing me as I fuck into her hard

I move my arm from around her waist to next to her head, leaning on my arms as I snap my hips into hers, my pelvis rubbing her clit, the pleasure fucking intense

Her cunt takes me perfectly, like she did before, engulfing me in her wet warmth

Her arms move around my wrists next to her head, breaking the kiss and yelling, "I'm gonna cum! Yunho, I'm...I'm..."

Hearing her, I move harder, wanting nothing more than to feel her cum again

Leaning down, I press kiss after kiss to her gorgeous neck, asking, "Cum for me. Please jagi"

"Yunho!", she cries, shuddering under me as ecstasy slams into me when she cums

Her body arches, slamming into mine, her pussy sucking on my dick and I can't fucking hold it

"Can I cum inside you?", I plead, trying to hold back until she answers, "Please can I cum in your pussy?"

"Yes Yunho. Fuck yes!", she cries, "Fill me Yunho!"

"Oh fuck, Joanne!", I yell, orgasming and sheathing my cock inside her, shooting my cum deep inside her as unbelievable pleasure hits me

I call her name over and over as I keep coming, filling her small pussy so much that it's leaking around us

"Yes Yunnie. Fuck you feel so good coming inside me", she whimpers, blowing my mind

When I finish, she moves her arms around me, pulling me on top of her

I'm so tired, I lay on her sweaty skin, her, leaning my head against her neck, moving my arms around her

Her fingers move into my hair, softly running through it

"Mmm no", I whimper, "If ....if you..keep doing that I'll fall...fall...fall asleep"

"It's ok Yunnie. You can sleep", she answers

"But the movie"

"We can go another time. It's ok", she assures me

I close my eyes, feeling myself being lulled to sleep

But before I fall asleep, I need to ask her something

"Can you...mmm.. stay with me? Don't leave"

"Are you sure?", she asks

I am

I don't want her to leave

I want to stay asleep in her arms

"Yes"

"Ok Yunnie. I'll stay"

"Mmm", I murmur, snuggling into her, giving her neck a small kiss

I feel her kiss my forehead, her fingers still moving in my hair, her arm around my body

I'm so comfortable, loving the feel of her arms around me and I fall asleep almost instantly

🐶🐶🐶🐶🐶🐶🐶🐶

A banging sound rouses me from sleep

What the fuck is that?

"Yunho! Unlock the fucking door!", San yells

What?

Why is the door locked?

I didn't lock it

"Yunho!"

"Too loud", I hear a voice next to me, rolling away from me

I snap my eyes open, sitting up and looking next to me, her back to me

Seeing her next to me makes all the memories slam back in my mind

I slept with my best friend

It was the best sex I ever had

I asked her to stay with me and obviously we were asleep

And I remember the feelings I was feeling when I was with her

Like I belong with her

Like she's mine, meant for me

Like I'm hers, supposed to be just hers

And those feelings haven't gone away

I want her, I realize

I want to be with her, want to try being in a relationship with her

I never expected to feel this way

I didn't even know I had feelings for her until today

God I'm so dumb

Now it's so obvious that she's perfect for me

San bangs harder on the door, yelling louder

"Yunnie", she whines, "Make him go away"

"Ok jagi", I answer, leaning over her and kissing her cheek

"Mmm hurry back"

I will

Pulling my boxers on, I stumble to the door, unlocking it and cracking it open

"What the fuck?", San growls

"You can't come in", I say, squinting against the bright light from the hall

"What are you fucking talking about? This is my room too. Move"

"No San-", I start but he shoves the door open before I can stop him

He walks in but stops in his place when he looks at my bed

"Who is that?", he asks, surprised

"Uh..Joanne"

His head whips to me, "Joanne? You're best friend?"

I blush, nodding

"Why is she naked?"

"Don't look at her", I snap

"She's laying naked in your bed what the fuck do you mean don't look at her?", he snaps back

"She's fucking mine", I growl, "Don't fucking look at her"

His eyebrow raises high up, "She's yours?"

"Yes", I answer through clenched teeth, "She's mine. She was with me, so when I tell you to keep your fucking eyes off her, then do it"

"Alright, alright", he rolls his eyes, "Calm the fuck down"

"You need to leave", I tell him, "She's staying over"

"You cant-"

"Actually I can", I answer, "I leave the room with all the girls you have staying over. I don't argue with you, I just take my pillow and leave. Now it's your turn"

"Yeah fine", he relents, walking to his bed and grabbing his pillow

He walks towards the door, smirking back at me, "Have a good night. Don't be too loud"

"Fuck off", I snap

"Yeah yeah", he snickers, closing the door

I lock it then get back to my bed

Turning to her, I move my arm around her, cuddling closer to her

"Uh uh", she mumbles, "Boxers off"

I completely forgot that I had them on

"Ok", I whisper, pulling them off, then snuggling against her, my arm around her waist, face against the back of her neck

"I am", she says softly

"Huh?", I ask, wondering if she's talking in her sleep

"Yours", she whispers

My heart pounds in my chest, hoping I'm not hearing things

"You are?"

She nods

Relief fills my body as I tell her, "I'm yours"

"Are you sure? You're the idol. You can have anyone"

"Then that's good because I want you", I tell her

She moves her head back, looking at me, uncertain

So I decide to ask her one more thing

"Can I be your boyfriend?"

Her eyes widen, her mouth slightly dropping

Running my fingers in her hair, I tell her, "I have feelings for you Jo. Ones I didn't realize until today. But they're real and I want you. It feels right being with you jagi, like I'm supposed to be with you and I don't want to let you go. I want you to be mine in everyway. My best friend, my girlfriend, my jagi"

"Really?"

"Really", I smile, "So, can I be your boyfriend? I promise I'll be the best boyfriend and I'll make time for you. I swear"

She nods, "Yeah Yunnie. I want you to be my boyfriend. I have feelings for you too and I just want you"

"You have me jagi", I promise, "I'm all yours"

"I'm all yours Yunnie"

"Good jagi"

She smiles, her arm moving around my neck, pulling me to her lips

I meet her in a sweet kiss, loving the feel of her lips against mine

I get to have this whenever I want and it makes me overjoyed

When the kiss ends, I kiss her cheek saying, "Time for sleep jagi. I have off tomorrow and I'm going to spend all day with you. If you want me to?"

"Of course I do baby", she says

"Great jagi", I answer, kissing her again

We settle back into the bed, holding her close to me

This day couldn't have turned out better and I'm so happy she's mine

[atolua]

𖥻  DANDELIONS ˒ 𝐞𝐭𝐚.  summer  of  2021

EDITION .. because making wishes never hurts anyone-

FEATURING .. jeong yunho

CW(S) .. uh, yunnie’s down bad for lua? does that count as a warning?

MONA SAYS .. ..oh boy.

it’s like hide and seek—the way the tall blades of grass conceal lua and yunho from everyone else. stuck in a crouch, their muscles beg for relief, yet they’re not ready to get up yet. as far as they’re concerned, even the slightest shift could blow the dandelions away.

“hey moon, have you come up with your wish yet?” yunho whispers.

the evening-haired girl juts her bottom lip. “not yet, you?”

“almost there. i just have to pick which one to ask for.”

lua understands his struggle, since she’s facing the same dilemma. with so many possibilities, so many dreams that could be fulfilled by the blossom, how does she make up her mind?

(then again, she’s already accomplished most of her dreams so there’s not much else she could ask for.)

minutes pass—possibly three or four—before the female idol makes up her mind. without meaning to, she turns to yunho, right as he does the same thing. no matter how much they wanna laugh at the coincidence, they settle with sharing a joyful smile.

“ready?” lua’s voice barely sways the flora, yet he can still hear her clearly. so he gives a small nod and turns back to his dandelion.

she proceeds to mirror most of his action, the corners of her lips still curled upwards. and while it may seem childish, she presses her hands together and closes her eyes.

i wish that even when we’re grey, wrinkly, and suffering from aching joints, i’ll still be with these eight amazing dummies.

with her mind and heart set on making sure the dandelion can hear her sincerity, she has no clue of the fond smile yunho wears while he stares at her. instead, she takes a big breath, then blows the petals of her dandelion.

“oh, you’re already done?” she asks, surprised by his bare plant.

“uh huh,” he rests his hand on the small of her back to stop her from toppling backwards. “i don’t really have a big wish so it didn’t take long.”

“really? what was it?”

“it’s a secret~”

lua pouts, an expression that has yunho stumbling because he knows what that’ll entail. surely enough, the curious girl pulls out her best weapon: the bambi eyes.

the younger member shakes his head dramatically and offers, “rather than that, how about i give you a piggyback?”

just as he expected, the distraction works like a charm. within a flash, they’re dashing through the field to check out the others’ solo scenes. yunho’s muscles complain that this isn’t relief that they seek, yet all he can hear is lua’s carefree laughter.

(not to be intentionally demanding but he really hopes his wish comes true, just so he can hear that melodious sound over and over again.)

❑ TAGLIST  ..   @stealanity​ @ateezivy​ @cixrosie​ @alixnsuperstxr

[hana-no-seiiki]

it’s like midnight for me so i’m gonna ramble about me finding out i was bi + hope ur orientation goes well yunnie!

ok so! my high school used to have swimming carnivals, like for competitive swimming within a school setting. anyways so i came second in the 100m freestyle 💔💔 but after that me and the other guys i was racing with obvs went to dry ourself off to go meet our friends on the bleachers.

anyways so one of the guys was my friend, and one second we’re changing, and the next he’s complaining abt his gf cus she refused to have sex w him (which is fair we were only 15 then + hard to access birth control)

anyways yeah so then the other guys left and i saw my friend was fr upset over his gf refusing to have sex so but i took his side, and we just talked about how she sucked for a while and then i joked that ‘hey if she won’t do it i will.’

yeah so long story short i sucked him off in the changing rooms and realised after i didn’t actually hate it??? but i also didn’t not enjoy being w girls. but i also wasn’t insanely sexual like most of my friends. settled on bi (prefer girls) + ace

obvs looking back it was toxic as fuck cus first off he’s in a relationship, secondly his gf was allowed to have boundaries, but we were both just fucking around?? idk i won’t defend myself i was shit in hs lol but we’re actually still good friends !!

that’s all it was kinda underwhelming if i’m being honest LOL ☠️☠️ still v much closeted tho, and so the most time i spend w a guy is in the disabled bathrooms if ykwim 💯💯

anyways that’s all. love u yun hope ur having fun at orientation baby xxxx

head empty no thoughts. i wanted to play hsr when i got back just to regenerate my braincells but the internet said no to my ipad for some goddamn reason.

MY FEET ARE ON FIRE. IM NEVER WEARING HEELS TO UNI AGAIN. IT WAS FINE ONE MOMENT BUT THEN AFTER I ATE LUNCH MY FOOTSIES JUST WENT “NO BITCH SIT DOWN.” fucken campus tour was today too so i had to walk around sweating my ass off from the heat while my toes were in hell.

Also u swim? competitively? Wow my hubby is becoming more and more delicious by the day. The depth of flavor? 😙👌🏻💋

I love how you guys just went through with it. But yeah your friend was kinda pee pee poo poo for that. The question is, did he enjoy it though?

…and did he pass out-

[riikiblr]

Oh B~ i got smth for you 💕

"Babe! Can you get over here for a sec?" You yelled out, sprawled on top of your table that's covered with notebooks, textbooks and an assortment of papers and pens.

Jake popped his head from the hallway, and upon seeing your exhausted face, quickly made his way to you.

"What's the matter love?" He asked, eyes already skimming over the page you were working on.

"Trigonometry. It can go throw itself in a ditch for all I care." You muttered miserably.

Jake read over the problem and took a pen in hand, scribbling down the solution while muttering to himself.

"There! See? It's simple, love. I'll run you through the problems, ok? And once we finish this page I'll make you ramen. How does that sound, angel?"

the fact that i was giggling while reading this- OMLLLLLLL

you huffed for the hundredth time that day as you noticed your glasses were yet again dirty. they were so hard to keep clean, especially after a day out running errands. the dirt from the street accumulated on the lenses and it was a pain to get out. it infuriated you, to say the least.

hearing your muffled complaints, your boyfriend, who was walking besides you, stopped walking and turned to face you. "what's wrong, love?" he questioned, a puzzled look on his face, as he saw how you tried cleaning your lenses, "my glasses, they're dirty again." you complained as you kept cleaning your glasses but the texture of your shirt made it difficult to clean.

Jake stared at your struggling figure for a second before clicking his tongue in dissatisfaction, taking the glasses from you, “let me help you.”

you watched as your boyfriend took the glasses and cleaned them with the hem of his shirt, thoroughly cleaning them but also making sure not to scratch them. he raised them up to make sure they were completely clean before placing them back on your face, a soft smile playing on his lips.

“there, now my baby can see clearly.” he grinned, taking your hand in his before beginning to walk.

“thank you, Yunnie." you smiled, kissing the boy's cheek in gratitude, “anything for you, my love.”

[spacequokka]

Take It

Pairing: Yunho x She/Her (third pov, no use of y/n or names) f. Wooyoung Genre: Roommate AU, Friends to FWB, Smut Rating: R this is the filthiest thing i’ve ever written good luck Summary: It wasn’t that Yunho hated having her as a roommate. On paper, she was great. She kept the apartment clean, regularly did laundry, and cooked often. He just wished he could get the mental picture of her curves, tattoos, and piercings out of his head. Word Count: 14.0k i’m so sorry 😭🥺 Warnings: roomie has tats and piercings, shameless flirts ahoy!, one quote from the Bible, two counts of solo masturbation, size kink, bratty reader, choking, rough sex, spanking, oral sex (f/m receiving), throat fucking, overstimulation, breath play, edging, do you have any idea how hard it was to make mr. sunshine angry, anal play (plug), body oil, tit fucking, voyeurism, unprotected vaginal sex, mentions of riding her like a horse, squirting, creampie, honestly it’s a lot

Banner by the ever so talented @iibonniee​. Written for my dear @pirateprincessblog​. Tagging @sanjoongie​ as thanks for reading it and giving me great feedback. I recommend Naked and Desire for this one. Yeah.

It wasn’t that Yunho hated having her as a roommate. On paper, she was great. She kept the apartment clean, regularly did laundry, and cooked often. She set up everything for auto-billing, so he never had to worry about late fees. It was just…how could he put it? She was too much to handle as a person. The textbook embodiment of a free spirit. One raised to do whatever she wanted when she felt like it. Which included wearing as little clothing as possible when at home. Raised in a conservative home, it was certainly a culture shock when he first caught her dancing around the living room in just a t-shirt and panties, but he didn’t complain. Again, she was the perfect roommate financially, and he needed that stability.

He just wished he could get the mental picture of her curves, tattoos, and piercings out of his head.

Yunho’s alarm clock yanked him from sleep, in which he dreamed of a woman’s small hands roaming his body. Though he didn’t see her face, he knew who it might have been. The tribal locus mandala tattoos gave it away. Ever since he let his beautiful roommate give him a massage, her hands haunted his sleep, from which he woke with a hard-on. Today wasn’t any different.

After taking a few minutes to collect himself, he rose from the bed. It was early enough, and he hoped like hell she was still in bed. She was much worse when she was half-asleep.

He stuck his head out of his door and checked the hallway. Clear. Holding his breath, he listened for any movement in the apartment and let out a quiet sigh of relief when nothing but the creaks of the building met his ears. Great. He could get breakfast and coffee in peace then. He stepped out of his room, eyes set on the clear path to the kitchen.

“Morning, Yunnie.” His roommate muttered as she brushed past. On instinct, his eyes dropped to her body. As usual, she didn’t disappoint. Today’s apparel is a flimsy cotton crop top, no bra, and sleep shorts that barely contained her plump ass cheeks. Her belly piercing sparkled in the sliver of sunlight that made it into the hallway, and the ink of the tattoo that wound around her body from her hips to her shoulder seemed to glisten as he drank in her appearance.

Sin. The woman was sin incarnate.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he forced his gaze up to the ceiling and mentally cursed her for being so stealthy. He was never safe with her in the apartment. How could he ever let his guard down, if even for a second? Maybe he wouldn’t be so affected by her if he went out and got laid or something. Anything would be better than the constant urge to fuck her senseless and ruin his living arrangement.

‘No, nope. Don’t go there.’

Instead, he focused on the day’s tasks. He had a bunch of things to get done today, and the sooner he got out of that hellhole he called home, the faster he could get it over with. After pulling himself together again for the second time that morning, Yunho reluctantly followed her to the kitchen. As she filled the electric kettle with water, he pulled out bowls and spoons for cereal. They worked together silently; her making instant coffee and him filling the bowls before moving them to the small dining table near the window.

“So, busy day today?” She murmured after a sip of the steaming liquid.

Yunho nodded as he directed his gaze out the window. “Yep. Gotta finish some designs and send them off for approval. A few meetings and a call. I think I have to pick up a proposal.”

“Sounds tough.” She licked her lips and even though he wasn’t looking directly at her, he felt it. “I don’t see why you won’t move to a bigger company with more employees. I’ve seen your portfolio, Yun. You could get hired on the spot.”

He smirked, unwilling to admit he liked the way she praised his talent. “Yeah, but I don’t want to abandon my friends. We’ve worked hard to get this company off the ground.”

“That’s admirable. You’re a great person.” She nodded before going back to her coffee. It was moments like this that nearly broke Yunho’s resolve to stay away. When she wasn’t being a menace to his libido, his roommate could get really soft on him, so much so that he wanted to hold her, if for no other reason than for comfort. But, as always, the soft moment was cut short. The little minx yawned, stretching her hands up above her head. Yunho immediately zeroed in on the way her top rose, revealing the soft curves of her breasts. For the first time since she’d moved in, Yunho realized something.

Her nipples were pierced, too.

His brain blew a fuse. Belly, tongue, nipples… Just what else did she have pierced? She had to have a clit piercing. The imagery of it nearly sent him to the moon.

“You good, Yunnie?” She asked with a snap of her fingers in his face. He blinked and returned to Earth, instantly aware of the growing situation in his sweatpants. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. His hands itched to touch her and he couldn’t bring himself to stop staring at her in horror.

“Yeah, uh—I gotta go.” His voice was gruff, and he hated how she clearly affected him. He jumped up from the table but didn’t expect her to do the same, stepping in the way.

“You didn’t finish your food.” She pouted. “You’ll be hungry earlier and we know how you get when you’re hungry.”

Him hungry didn’t have shit on him being horny.

“I’ll be fine.” He nearly put his hands on her shoulders but caught himself. “I have snacks at my desk. Or I can bug Mingi to grab something from the food cart for me.”

“I don’t get to eat breakfast with you much anymore. You sure you can’t stay?” She batted her eyelashes at him, but he wasn’t about to fold. Instead, he stepped around her, intent on keeping her in front of him, just in case. But that was a mistake. She turned at just the right moment, reaching for heaven knew what on the table, and her ass pressed against him, all but filling his lap.

The cat was out of the bag.

Her head snapped to look at him, eyes wide with surprise. The expression melted into something much more dangerous, something he didn’t need to have confirmed. Need. Her lips parted, and he knew if he stayed a second longer, he’d make a mistake. Without another word, Yunho backed away and took off to his room. He snatched up clothes for work and ran into the bathroom. A cold shower was in order.

Friday was guys’ night. Usually, they’d go out and party, but after a demanding week in the office, most of them just wanted to chill and play video games. Which was fine with Yunho until they decided to hang out at his place. He didn’t mind having them over. It's just that the guys would shamelessly flirt with his roommate and she, also a massive flirt, would dish it right back. Wooyoung had asked on several occasions if it’d be okay to sleep with her. While Yunho knew he couldn’t stop them if they really chose to, he still felt it inappropriate for any of them to mess around with someone he lived with. If things went badly, it could compromise his home life.

Or at least that’s what he told himself.

They were camped out in the living room. He and Jongho were up against Mingi and Yeosang in Smash Brothers. The other four were engrossed in a game of poker while they waited for their turn. Everyone had their drink and food of choice as music with great bass played from across the room. Yunho’d been against letting San turn the stereo on, mostly because it was his roommate’s electronic of choice, but as they relaxed and fell into their gaming marathon, he could see why she favored it. The sound was better than the system he had in his car.

It was when he had the upper hand over Yeosang when disaster struck. He thought he heard the jingle of keys at the front door, but wasn’t sure with the music going. The front door opened and Yunho felt his soul leave his body. Oh, god no…

Wooyoung was the first to shout his roommate’s name, all too eager to abandon the table to sweep her up in a hug. “I haven’t seen you in forever!”

She laughed and kissed his cheek. “Well, where the fuck have you been? It isn’t like you don’t know where I live.”

“Your roommate doesn’t let us come over anymore.” Yunho’s ears burned at his words. “He’s being selfish and keeping you all to himself.”

“Oh, really?” He hated that tone in her voice, just knowing things were only going to get worse before they got better. She was a brat, through and through. “The way he avoids me, I’d think I wasn’t welcome here. Maybe it’s you he’s keeping all to himself.”

Jongho looked at Yunho out of the corner of his eye and raised an eyebrow, but Yunho ignored it. Giving her a reaction was the worst he could do.

Wooyoung hummed and pulled away, but kept his arm around her waist. “Can you blame him, though? You look hot as fuck right now.” Yunho didn’t have to look at her. He saw what she had on when she left earlier. The wine red dress was barely a scrap of fabric, held onto her body with strings. The slits up the sides were high enough for a good gust of wind to reveal she’d gone commando. Its neckline dipped so low he could nearly see the jewel on her navel as she explained where she was going and how long she’d be gone. It was only then he saw that it’d been a setup. She knew if he felt it was safe, he’d invite his friends over. He’d been played yet again. Anyone else would’ve ripped the dress off her and fucked her silly in front of everyone. But he was better than that.

“No, I guess not. And thanks.” She shrugged off her coat, finally stepping away to hang it up. “I’m gonna grab something to eat then get out of your hair.”

“What?” Seonghwa looked up from his hand. “Why?”

“Oh, no.” San protested as he too left the table to go to her, steering her right back to Wooyoung’s side. Ever the perfect wingman. “No, no no. Stay out here. We have food and drinks.”

“And games,” Wooyoung added, voice low and husky as he leaned in. “I know you like dancing.”

Yunho groaned inwardly, completely uncomfortable with their closeness. But it would be okay. All he had to do was quickly finish the match so they’d have to separate. Easy as that. Except that it wasn’t. With his attention divided between the game and picking up on Wooyoung’s increasingly raunchy conversation with her, his team lost the lead they had. Mingi and Yeosang caught up and forced the game to a tiebreaker.

“C’mon, Yunho. Get it together.” Jongho grunted after elbowing him sharply in the ribs. “Just ignore them.”

The control he had on his anger started to slip. He didn’t know what pissed him off more: the assumption he cared that much, or that Wooyoung didn’t back off if it was possible he did. Or maybe it was the impending loss of the game. How Seonghwa and Hongjoong had stopped their conversation to watch him closely as Wooyoung said something to make her laugh. Still, he refused to give in. Yunho poured his full focus into the game, completely tuning out everyone, even the music, as he concentrated on the fight. Jongho was defeated, but Yunho picked up the slack, quickly taking down Mingi and just barely knocking out the last of Yeosang’s health. Though Jongho cheered, Yunho pushed himself off the couch and made a beeline for the fridge.

“Your turn!” Mingi called out to no one in particular, but he had his eyes on Wooyoung and Yunho’s roomie. “Get your butt over here.”

Wooyoung’s gaze shifted between the TV, her, and back before his lips settled into a telling pout. “I don’t wanna play anymore. At least, not that.” His fingertips trailed over her shoulder and down her arm. Yunho opened his beer, cringing at how loud it seemed to be in that moment. Naturally, all eyes turned to him, but he simply sipped from the can, doing it as loudly as possible with a goofy expression. The group seemed to relax a little.

“It’s fine,” Hongjoong moved to the couch. “We can play one-on-one. Unless one of you wanna fill in for him?”

“I’m good to go again.” Mingi held up a hand, then chugged the rest of his beer. “Shoulda known he’d punk out.”

“Hey!” Wooyoung barked. “I have priorities.” San nodded in agreement.

“Right, right.” Yeosang waved him off before picking a new character. Yunho stayed where he was, sitting on the counter near the sink. It wasn’t like him to be anywhere but in the center of the room, keeping the party going and the mood positive. Yet, he just didn’t feel like partying anymore. He wanted to go to his room and watch YouTube or play League of Legends, anything to take his mind off the way Wooyoung’s hand caressed her skin in ways he couldn’t. Part of him was even jealous Wooyoung had the balls to do it right in front of him.

The night wore on with the game changing from Smash to something someone brought with them. Yunho turned his attention to his phone, doom scrolling through his social media apps before settling on YouTube shorts. Time fell away after that and he stopped paying attention to everyone in the room. It wasn’t until he heard a loud, short moan that he clued back in. Wooyoung had her pinned to the counter, face in her neck. From his position, Yunho couldn’t tell for sure what was going on, but it was more than he needed to see.

Wooyoung looked up but didn’t move away from her. He locked eyes with Yunho and winked.

Yunho’s control shattered.

“Alright,” Yunho called out as he jumped down, throwing his can into the trash with a loud clang as it hit the pile of other cans. “It’s getting late and I’m getting tired.”

The group groaned, but no one argued with him. It was a miracle they’d gotten to stay this long. Wooyoung pulled away from her and went to work with the others to clean up. By the time everything was picked up and the guys were gone, Yunho was a barely contained mess of energy. Once the door locked behind San, who stopped to wave at her one last time, Yunho went back to the kitchen where she was leaning against the counter, slowly peeling a banana.

“It’d be nice if you didn’t try to fuck my friends.”

“I’m not trying to fuck them, Yunnie.” She shrugged and eyed him as she took the banana in her mouth. He watched her as she bit off a sizable chunk. “If I were, you wouldn’t use a weak ass word like ‘try.’”

“Right. So then why give Wooyoung any encouragement when you know that’s all he wants from you?”

She laughed and finished the banana. After she’d chewed and swallowed, she pushed away from the counter and went to him. “You’re not that oblivious, are you? Tell me you’re just joking.” She came to a stop once she was toe to toe with him. “Because of you, Yunho. You’ve been avoiding me all week. If we have a problem, we need to talk about it. You blushing and running off whenever I come in the room won’t solve it.”

“There’s nothing wrong—”

“With popping a boner at the table while staring at your roomie’s tits? I agree.” She put her hands on her hips. “Why are you so awkward around me? We’ve been living together for almost a year now. I thought you’d have been used to me by now.”

How was he supposed to explain that she tested him in ways PornHub giving him a free premium account could never? Instead, he went back to his original point.

“If you’re gonna flirt with them, please don’t do it in my face. It makes me uncomfortable.” He gave her his best pout.

Something flickered in her eyes and she was pressing closer, pushing him against the sink before he could react. Her hands flattened on his chest as she stood on her toes, mouth angled up towards his. It’d be nothing to close the distance between them and kiss her, to take the things he’s fought so hard to stay away from. When he didn’t give her what she wanted, her eyes narrowed as a frown curved her beautiful lips.

“Fine. You wanna know why?” Her voice was low, soft and silky like the dress she had on. “I did it because I knew it’d get your attention. I have no attraction for him or anyone else, but I know you. You won’t say anything unless I really push your buttons.”

“And what do you want my attention for?”

Her answer was sliding her thigh between his and bringing their hips together. “You get three guesses, and the first two don’t count.”

It took a full minute for his mind to process the sensation of her body against his. Her spicy scent flooded his senses as her finger drew small circles on his chest. Small, just like her hands. The tattooed ones from his dreams. Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as the heat between them increased, going from a mild burn to an all-out inferno.

Then she broke the spell she’d put on him by asking, “When will you stop pretending I’m not good enough to fuck?”

He mustered all of his willpower, put his hands on her hips, and pushed her away as gently as he could. He should’ve known. She was a fucking tease who knew his secrets. Knew he was becoming a slave to her sex despite never having a taste of her. She didn’t mean anything she said. She couldn’t have. Yunho was thoroughly convinced her actions were just part of a joke at his expense. Something she’d likely share a laugh with Wooyoung over after they fucked each other’s brains out.

Yunho balled up his fists and turned away from her. “Like I said, if you’re gonna mess around with them, don’t do it here.”

He didn’t bother to wait for her to acknowledge his request. Honestly, he didn’t want to spend another minute in the room with her. Not when he was seconds from stripping her naked and giving her what she wanted from Wooyoung. He knew he could do better.

Well, that didn’t go as planned. She leaned against the counter where he’d been minutes before and tried to see where it all went wrong. She had him where she wanted him, and unless she’d gone blind in the last hour, it was clear he wanted her.

Maybe what she thought was lust was something else for him. Everyone had their own way of showing attraction. Then she was second-guessing everything. If she was wrong about him, then she needed to apologize before it was too late to repair the damage. If she had to, she’d even confess her own attraction and explain as best she could.

Yeah, that was the right thing to do.

She dragged her feet as she shuffled down the hall to Yunho’s door. She gnawed on her bottom lip as she rehearsed her apology. With a deep breath, she lifted her hand to knock, pausing when she heard Yunho’s muffled sigh. It derailed her whole train of thought. The sound repeated, and she leaned closer to press her ear against the door.

He had his fan going as usual, but along with the sighs that made her press her thighs together, there was a faint squelch with a steady rhythm. Over and over. At first, she couldn’t place it until she heard the soft clink of his bracelets join the symphony.

Oh.

Oh.

Well, then her apology would have to wait. As she started to pull away from the door, his dulcet voice whispered her name. Her mind went blank for a second as she pictured him spread out on his bed, pants hastily shoved down around his thighs as he cupped his balls with one hand and went to town beating his meat with the other.

All while thinking of her. The revelation was positively life-changing. She covered her mouth and tip-toed to her room. Apparently, she just needed a better tactic.

Yunho realized his dear friends had the collective memory of Twitter where they could recall some dumbass promise he’d made weeks ago to go clubbing with them, but somehow forgot the fiasco of the last time they hung out at his place. Here he was yet again looking at their pouty faces as they tried to bargain their way into his apartment to wait while he got ready to leave. Of course, he was currently in a shirt and some sweatpants—he had no intention of leaving unless it was under the threat of death.

“I don’t wanna,” Yunho whined as he pressed against the door, doing his best to keep Mingi from wiggling his foot into the crack he spoke through.

“But you promised!” Hongjoong cried as he tried to help push against the door. “You turned down my birthday party at the Cheesecake Factory.”

“I know I did, but we never agreed on when I’d make it up to you.” Yunho turned around and pressed his back to the door. At this rate, the chain link on the door would give out. That was something else he didn’t want to have to replace. “Guys, please. Not tonight.”

“Why?” Wooyoung asked, “Are you too busy entertaining her?”

Yunho nearly ripped the door off the hinges when he removed the chain. “You little shit, you can stand out in the fucking hall.”

“Gladly,” he said with a wickedly satisfied smile as the others slipped past him and into the apartment. Once again, Yunho fell for another game of manipulation. Ugh. He didn’t bother to be nice when shutting the door in Wooyoung’s face.

The guys collapsed in various places in the living room except for Hongjoong, who stood with his hands on his hips. “Well?”

“Well, what?” Yunho repeated, utterly lost.

Hongjoong flicked his hands towards the hallway. “Go get changed! You can’t go out looking like someone threw you away.”

Yunho groaned and covered his face with his hands. “Dude, please. Please don’t make me go. I just wanna stay at home and—”

“Jack off while thinking of your roommate?” San interrupted. “Who doesn’t?”

“You can stand out in the hall with your other brain cell.” Yunho pointed to the front door.

San didn’t object as he got to his feet and put his hands in the pockets of his jacket. “They hated Jesus because He told them the truth.”

Yunho went to retort, but Hongjoong grabbed his shoulders. “Ignore them. They’re being brattier than usual. I need you to go change so we can get going. I don’t want to miss happy hour.”

Seonghwa snorted and spoke without looking up from his phone. “Some pretty bartender is on duty tonight.”

“Do I need to be there for that?” Yunho gave them a look.

“Of course you do!” Jongho smiled, clearly finding unbridled joy at the whole situation. “You drink the most of all of us.”

“I don’t want to spend my Saturday with my face in the toilet.” Yunho crossed his arms. He needed a stronger argument than that if he really wanted to get out of it. But what could he say? “Guys—”

“You can’t hog the toilet like that, Yunnie. We only have one between the two of us.” Never in his life did he ever need the ground to swallow him whole. Like a stiff, poorly made android, Yunho turned to find his roommate trotting into the room wearing her slinky pajamas and a robe. “Hey, guys.”

“Hi!” They waved back, each with more enthusiasm than was necessary, in his opinion. Great, she had them all wrapped around her pinky.

“So, what’s on tonight’s agenda?” She asked as she pulled a cup from the cabinet and rooted around in the fridge for some juice.

“We’re trying to get Yunho to come out with us,” Yeosang answered bluntly, ignoring the daggers Yunho stared him down with. “He promised Joong and now he’s backing out.”

“I’m not! I just don’t want to go out tonight.” Yunho protested, but really no one was listening. The group jumped into the conversation, bombarding her with complaints and explanations she didn’t ask for. Worse was how she ate up their attention, casually sipping from her little yellow cup as Mingi listed all the reasons it was important for a person to keep their promises and what might happen to them should they refuse to do so. Really, though. Yunho didn’t see how not going to the club one time would lead him down a horrible path to crime and homelessness.

“Well,” she began once they’d gotten quiet, “in my opinion, it seems you’re just looking for numbers. The more people with you, the more likely you are to get noticed.” She bit her bottom lip and shrugged. “I’m not doing anything tonight. I can go with you, if you want.”

Hongjoong’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “That’s actually better. You’re wild as hell.”

“Why, thank you.” She smiled and batted her eyelashes. “Gimme like fifteen minutes. Lucky for you, I already showered.”

This was a fucking train wreck. Yunho was speechless, if not brain dead, as he watched her skip to her room with the biggest grin ever. Her? Out with Wooyoung and his little sidekick dancing and drinking? There’d be nothing stopping them from veering off to fuck behind a dumpster, or worse, their apartment. For fuck’s sake.

He let his head drop as the inevitable reared its ugly head. “I’ll go.”

Mingi barked out a laugh. “Of course you will.”

Roughly thirty minutes later, they were all downstairs, staring at Seonghwa’s Pathfinder with a collective look of confusion. Right, so the thing could only seat eight adults and with Yunho’s roommate, they had nine. Yunho’s attempt to call the outing a bust got shut down before he could open his mouth.

“One of us will have to lap up then,” Hongjoong announced triumphantly, having come too far to give up now.

“It’d make sense to have her sit on someone’s lap, as she’s the lightest.” Yeosang tapped his chin.

“I’m fine with that,” she nodded as she tucked her hands into the pockets of her jacket. “Who’s willing to—”

Wooyoung was in her face before she could even ask the question. Yunho swore he liked Wooyoung, that he thought he was a decent guy when sex wasn’t involved, but at the moment, it didn’t seem like a bad idea to choke him out and leave him on the steps of the building. Yunho grabbed Wooyoung’s jacket collar and pulled him away from her. “You can sit with me. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who’d keep his damn hands to himself.”

“Wow,” Jongho frowned, “tell us how you really feel.”

“Then it’s settled!” Seonghwa cut in, guiding Wooyoung to the other side of the SUV. “Everyone get in. Parking’s gonna be a pain in the ass as it is.” To Yunho’s relief, no one argued with that. Yeosang, Wooyoung, and San took the third seat in the back. Mingi and Jongho took the second row with Yunho while Seonghwa drove and Hongjoong nabbed the front.

“Come on, then.” Yunho grumbled as everyone settled in and put on their seat belts. She took his hand, and he was surprised at how soft and dainty it felt as he guided her in and onto his lap. He hated she didn’t have a seat belt, swearing to himself that he’d hold on to her tightly no matter what. Once she was settled, he rested his hands on her hips. “I’ll need to hold you, okay? No funny stuff, I swear.”

He caught a glimpse of her eye roll in the window’s reflection right before the lights in the cabin dimmed and left them at the mercy of the glow of the dashboard. “I know,” she whispered.

Music drowned out the chatter amongst them as Seonghwa pulled off. The sudden acceleration made her slide back in his lap, bringing her bare back against his chest. His first instinct was to wrap his arms around her and brace for an impact that wouldn’t come. While he was proud of his reaction, she was up against him in a way that reminded him of their last failed breakfast. Before it’d only been a brush of her against him, now he also had the weight to add to his fantasies. He hated to admit he loved how she fit against him. Her curves fit against him like puzzle pieces, even when she squirmed and his dick came to rest between her ass cheeks.

Wait.

Yunho looked at the others. No one noticed the way he’d suddenly gone rigid as she continued to wiggle in his lap. He leaned forward and hissed against her ear, “Be still.”

“Your belt is digging into my back.” She hissed back, and he was beyond grateful that Hongjoong was too into his own story about how the bartender had flirted with him the last time he’d gone to the club to hear them. “Who the fuck wears belt buckles to clubs any-damn-way?”

“It may be a foreign concept to the people you fuck, but I like to dance and need my pants to stay on me.” He pinched her waist, then pulled her closer. “If you keep still, it won’t bother you. We should be there in no time.”

“Easy for you to say. Your spine isn’t being destroyed by some gaudy ass belt.”

“My belt is not gaudy. Maybe if you wore more clothes, you’d have more cushion to help you in situations like this.”

“You know what? You’re right. Damn me for not covering up from head to toe like a fucking nun just because you couldn’t spare a few hours out with your damn friends.” She turned to the window and his lips brushed against her cheek. “I could’ve stayed at home, got myself off, and went to sleep, but no.” Those last few words swirled around in Yunho’s brain like a hurricane, sweeping away all of his common sense as they drained down through his body to his dick. She noticed immediately and chuckled lowly. “At least I’m not the only one.”

The car hit a pothole, and the bump lifted her off his lap just enough for her return to make him groan. He wasn’t hurt, but as his dick got harder, he wished he was. The last thing he wanted to do was add fuel to the fire and make the tension between them worse, especially when it was clear that if the choice was to save face or expose them both, she’d gladly go down with the ship.

“Admit it, Yunnie.” She pressed down harder. “You think about this, don’t you?” He wanted to play dumb, to act like he didn’t know what she was on about, but she punctuated her question with a swirl of her hips that made him suck in air while bracing against the door with his other hand on her hip.

“Don’t do this.” He gritted out through his teeth. He glanced around and found the others still in their own world with the exception of Jongho, who was flicking through Instagram on his phone. “Please.”

“Then admit it.” She did it again, and he just knew he’d end up with blue balls by the end of the night. Regret. He was a ball of regret for not sticking to his guns and staying the fuck at home. With regret came annoyance, or perhaps anger. It wasn’t that she was being a brat. No, it was how he was letting her be one towards him. Anyone else? He wouldn’t care. But for some reason, it vexed him that she was always pushing his buttons, always looking for a reaction as if she knew the things he kept hidden from her.

Always wanting him to lose control.

He wrapped one arm around her middle and forced her to be still as his other hand left the car door and went to her throat. No pressure was needed. The sudden change in his demeanor was more than enough. When he was sure he had her attention, he whispered in her ear. “You want me to admit something? How about this? I love taming brats like you. I like making them fall apart just so I can put them back together how I want them. I don’t give in because I know you couldn’t handle half the things I want to do to you, kitten. Now, if you don’t mind, be still or else I’ll use this ‘gaudy’ belt to show you I’m not fucking playing.”

All the tension drained from her body as she melted against him. At first he wasn’t sure if it was another one of her tricks, but as the minutes ticked by and she didn’t start squirming again, he began to relax. With her still, he was able to drag his mind elsewhere to calm his body down before he had to get out of the car. Later, he could revisit this moment and try to understand what the hell had just happened. Was she toying with him, or was this genuine?

By the time he got out of the shower, it was nearly four in the morning. ‘Never again,’ he vowed to himself. If he had to fake his death to get out of going to the club with them, with her, then so be it. While having her there had allowed him to dodge the hangover bullet, it put him on mandatory babysitting duty. He’d forgotten the main reason he’d gone along in the first place: to keep Wooyoung and his insufferable hormones away from her. Couple that with her being a horny drunk after three drinks and it was a fucking mess.

When it was clear that Yunho wasn’t going to fuck off so Wooyoung could make his move, he’d had to deal with two brats, one trying to fuck her while the other tried to fuck him. He owed San his gently used soul for distracting Wooyoung with a group of girls, allowing him to get his roommate to down some water so she’d calm the fuck down before she came all over his thigh. Since Wooyoung and San disappeared with the girls, there’d been room on the ride back for him to sit without his lap buddy.

He wanted nothing more than to dive into his bed and call it a night, but he worried about her. She was stumbling a little when they got through the door and insisted she could make it to her room on her own. He knew she’d feel like shit whenever she woke up. Maybe he should give her some water and pain relief to take when she woke up?

He’d ask first, just in case.

Yunho approached her door and immediately picked up on the incessant buzzing coming from behind it. Thanks to the free PornHub Premium, he knew exactly what was going on and could damn near picture it. As always, her straightforward and shameless nature sliced through him with a breathless moan.

“Yunho.”

The sound struck him with a heat that flowed down his spine like water from a hot shower. He sucked in his breath and held it, afraid he’d been caught out as his mind raced to remember why he was at the door in the first place.

“Fuck me, Yunho. Just like that.”

His feet turned into cement bricks. She wasn’t exactly loud, but she had to know he was still awake, right? The bathroom was between their rooms so they could hear with the shower cut on and off. Was she doing this on purpose? Teasing him yet again? What was her end goal with this? Get him hard and then what? Fuck her? Or was she still drunk and lost in her own mind? Did she really want him or just dick in general?

Gah, it was so frustrating! Worse still was that her arousal and the way she moaned his name was effectively destroying his will to stay away. If she wasn’t wasted, he might’ve actually asked her if she really wanted him, might’ve actually said fuck it all and dicked her down, roommate or not. The tension was starting to get out of hand, more than he’d ever had to deal with in his life. If this was a test, it was beginning to look like he’d fail.

With that final thought, he pushed his pajama pants down enough to free his length. He swore to himself he wasn’t weak for doing this. As he spit into his hand and began to stroke himself, hissing through his teeth to keep himself from moaning with her, he promised he wouldn’t do it again after this one time. Just once. Just cum with her once. Her moans got louder and came more frequently. She was close. He focused his grip and strokes to the head of his dick as his free hand cupped his balls and squeezed. He closed his eyes and pictured her on her bed, eyes closed and beautiful legs spread wide as she fucked one of her dildos deep into her soaked cunt. Her pierced nipples bouncing with each thrust. Oh, but what if she held one while she fucked herself? He liked that image better. Her pinching and pulling on one nipple as she fucked herself stupid thinking of him, craving his dick. He bet she’d feel amazing wrapped around him. He could see her cunt taking him deep, with her clit pierced—

That did it. Yunho bit into his lip, nearly drawing blood as he jerked himself to completion, coating his hand without spilling anything on the floor. He wasn’t even sure if she came, but he couldn’t stick around to find out. A quick trip to the bathroom allowed him to wash up quickly, during which he hoped like hell she’d passed out for the night.

There’d be no living this down if she hadn’t.

It’d been one of those days, the kind that dragged on forever and everything that could go wrong did. Work was a phenomenal pain in the ass with the current project they were working on. The client was picky as hell but had money, so Hongjoong was determined to make it work. Of course, that meant everyone having to pull their weight and then some, leaving Yunho feeling more stressed out than usual. By the time he was finally allowed to go home for the day, his temper was on a hairline trigger.

All he wanted to do was go home, shower, and play games until he passed out. Eating was optional.

He parked in his designated spot, and no sooner than he’d opened his car door, an old lady was in his face with a scowl. “I assume you live in apartment 202?”

Yunho didn’t have it in him to put on a smile. “I parked in this spot, didn’t I?” He cringed at hearing how rude the words were and tried again. “Yes, I do.”

“Well,” the little old bat put her hands on her hips while her toy dog yipped by her ankles, “tell your girlfriend that it’s indecent to walk around naked with the windows open. You’re only on the second floor and people can see her from the dog park! I had to send my husband home so he wouldn’t be lured into looking at that hussy.”

Yunho’s jaw went slack. Was he really surprised? No, of course not. This was normal shit for her. But this was the first time someone’d complained to his face about it. “I, uh… I’ll talk to her about it.”

“Oh, you’d better. I’ve already talked to the office about her and they sent someone up. If she keeps this up, you’ll be evicted!” She spat and turned away without a second glance. It took a minute or two for the words to sink in before Yunho groaned and let his forehead rest on the steering wheel. The day really wouldn’t stop giving, would it? Against his wishes, Yunho stopped by the office where the landlord confirmed she spoke to his roommate and issued a warning. Despite her being in her own apartment, it was still indecent exposure. The next incident would involve the cops, which could result in eviction for everyone on the lease.

When Yunho was finally standing in front of their apartment door, he was barely holding it together. The stress and anger were choking him, but he was determined not to yell. He’d keep his cool and talk it out like adults. If she didn’t see how serious the situation was, then he’d look into getting a new roommate. Yeah, it’d suck to lose the financial security, but it was better than losing the roof over his damn head. He took a deep breath and unlocked the door.

Music greeted him before she did. She was vacuuming the living room as she danced along to a raunchy song. In one of his t-shirts. It was a tall white tee, loose enough to hide her figure but sheer enough for him to see the parts he could only imagine.

“Why do you have on my shirt?” It wasn’t what he intended to ask, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her body.

She jumped and pressed the off switch with her foot. “Sorry, what?”

He pointed at her. “Why are you wearing my shirt? And why the hell would you dance around naked with the windows open?”

She rolled her eyes. “Like I tried to explain to Meredith, I didn’t know people could see me from down there. I never look up here when I’m down there! And why the fuck would you look through someone else’s windows, anyway? He’s as much to blame as—”

Yunho shook his head and gestured with his hands for her to stop. “Nuh, uh. Nope. Zip it. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care how you were raised, okay? We do not flash our fucking neighbors! Period. Non-negotiable.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “And the shirt?”

“All of my clothes are in the wash. I nabbed one of your shirts from the dryer when the office knocked on the door.” She gave a half-hearted shrug as she pulled on the hem of the shirt. “Forgot to take it off.”

It wasn’t that he minded her wearing his shirt. It wasn’t that she didn’t ask if she could. It was that she looked so fucking delectable in it. He couldn’t think straight when all he could picture was taking it off her. The words were out before he thought it through. “So, take it off.”

For a minute, time stood still. She eyed him with curiosity, head tilted to the side as she contemplated his words. He waited for her to get a move on, to go to the dryer and get something else to wear. Surely, not everything she owned was wet. Instead, a sly smile spread across her glossy lips.

“Make me.”

He blinked. “What?”

She put her hands on her hips, molding the shirt against the front of her body. “I said…make me.”

The sexual tension crackled in the air between them, hot and electric as he approached her. Their bodies were just barely touching when he looked down into her eyes. “I’m gonna give you one last chance. Go take off the shirt, or else.”

She merely licked her lips slowly before pressing her body against his. “Is your hearing getting bad, Yunnie? This shirt isn’t coming off unless you make me.”

And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“With pleasure.” Yunho grabbed her upper arm and pulled her behind him as he rounded the couch. She sputtered and babbled out curses, but nothing along the lines of no or stop. That’s all he wanted to hear from her. Surrender. Everything else would be ignored. He pushed her over the back of the couch, bending her over so that her ass was accessible. “I’d say I’m sorry for being heavy-handed, but I’m really not.”

The first swat startled her. She figured this was coming, but he wasn’t kidding about being heavy-handed. One hand could palm her entire asscheek, and the sting from it rippled up her spine and down her thigh. She had to take it seriously and brace herself on the cushions of the couch to keep from being knocked over it to the other side. He didn’t give her a second to breathe either, immediately following up with a slap to the other cheek. And so it began, her first spanking in over a year. He alternated each spank, listening to her muffled grunts and whimpers and adjusting the force when he deemed her to be too quiet.

The t-shirt did little to cushion the blow, and it seemed like it was his intention to remind her of that. With or without the shirt, he’d make her listen. With or without the shirt, she’d always drive him crazy, make him lose his mind. He didn’t even bother to count. It wasn’t about the numbers, anyway. Before long, her whimpers turned to sniffles, and she finally broke.

“Yunho, please!” He held off the second he heard his name slip from her lips. “I’ll—I’ll take off the shirt.”

He was quick to help her stand on her feet. Her face was impassive as she worked to dry her face. Anyone else would mistake her for being unaffected, but he noticed the little tells like the way her bottom lip barely quivered before she bit it or how her hands shook as she grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up and off—

Why he was still mesmerized upon seeing her naked, he’d never understand. His eyes roamed her body hungrily, drinking in every inch of skin he could see. She held out the shirt. “Do you want to see the back, too?”

Stunned. Speechless. Words one wouldn’t normally use to describe Yunho but somehow applied at that moment. He absently took the shirt, and she faced away from him, giving him an uninterrupted view of her tattoo. His eyes trailed down her body to her ass, tinted red with his handprints. She looked over her shoulder at him and reached back to spread her cheeks. Nestled deep in her ass was a jeweled butt plug. How in the fuck did he miss that?

His dick started to swell at the sight and there wasn’t shit he could do to stop it.

“You’re so anxious around me all the time, Yunnie.” She sniffled and spoke up a little louder, a little firmer. “Always holding back from what you really want. But you shouldn’t have to. Not with me. If you want it, want me, just take it.”

Yunho shuddered as he balled up his fists and shut his eyes. It’d be too easy to give in. Too easy to take what she offered. He could resist. Even now, he was strong enough to walk away. He open his eyes and found her still facing away from him, with her head tilted back as one hand moved between her legs.

“Please, fuck me, Yunho.”

He was on her in seconds, one hand trailing down her body to join the one already pressed to her clit as the other cupped a breast. “You’re not worried this will ruin everything? What if—”

She leaned back against him and pressed against his hands. “I don’t like to worry about things. There’s only so much I can control.” One of her hands curled around his neck and pulled him closer. “I know I’ve wanted you since I moved in, since I caught you coming out the bathroom in just a towel. You’re so fucking big all over, baby.” She pressed her ass against his erection and swirled her hips to the music. Without meaning to, he began to dance with her, following her rhythm.

“When’s the last time you got tested?” He asked when his hand grazed her belly ring.

“A couple weeks ago,” she answered breezily, holding his neck steady when he stiffened. “I was feeling really weak and was thinking of letting Wooyoung fuck me since it didn’t seem like you were interested.”

His hand shot up to her neck, and he forced her to look up at him. “What?”

“I-I never did! You would’ve known the second I did because Wooyoung can’t hold water.” She pouted but didn’t resist his hold on her throat. Instead, she kept dancing, kept brushing her ass all over his hard dick like her life depended on it. She closed her eyes and said, “I haven’t fucked anyone since I moved in. I never felt comfortable enough to bring anyone home and I don’t trust anyone enough to go back to their place.”

“Show me.” He demanded with a faint squeeze, then released her. “Show me the results.” She silently picked up her phone from the side table in the hall and flicked through her emails. When she found what she was looking for, she held out the phone for him. True to her word, the lab results came from the clinic down the street, signed off by the same doctor who treated him for strep throat the last time he was sick. He handed the phone back. “What about birth control?”

Her eyes widened as reality set in. He wanted to fuck her and fully intended to. Her voice cracked as she answered. “I’ve had an IUD for two years now. It lasts for five.”

He stalked towards her, eyes dark and lips pressed into a grim smile. She held her ground, refusing to step back when he got to her. One of his hands caught her chin and angled her face up towards his as the other came to rest on her hip. “So, this is how it’s gonna go.” His voice was deeper than before and made her press her thighs together in anticipation. “If I touch you, no one else will be allowed to as long as we’re fucking. I don’t share. Understood?” It wasn’t a complete lie. He hadn’t shared anyone since college with Mingi.

She was already weak in the knees as she nodded.

He shook his head. “You should know better, kitten. Try again.”

“I understand,” she whispered, mouth suddenly dry, though her pussy didn’t have that problem. “Crystal clear. No one can touch me but you.”

“We’re finally on the same page,” he matched her whisper as he leaned in, eyes fixed on her mouth, and she just knew he was going to kiss her. She held her breath, and it made her light-headed as she waited patiently for their lips to connect. Just when she felt the barest of sensation of his lips, he pulled away.

The disappointment on her lovely face was nothing short of satisfying. “I don’t reward brats. If you want a kiss, you’ll have to earn it. Act up even once and you’ll never get one from me. Deal?”

“Deal.” Her answer was immediate and the fire in her eyes promised it’d be something to go down in the history books. He was more than ready to test her limits.

“Knees.” He snapped his fingers, and she dropped down. He hoped she was grateful he chose to start on the carpet and not somewhere with hard tile like the kitchen. “So eager for this,” he murmured as he put a hand on her head, marveling at how he could get a good grip. “I had a trying day at work and have to come home to your usual bullshit. I shouldn’t give you anything. Should leave you right here.” She opened her mouth, and he promptly pushed his clothed erection against her face.

Yunho surrounded her. Every breath she could get carried his scent, a mix of the fabric softener they used in the wash and his skin. She adjusted her jaw and found the curve of his balls just under her bottom lip. The smug look on his face was gone in a second when she closed her mouth around them, soaking his pants with her spit as she hummed, driving up the heat he felt from her hot mouth. He cursed and pulled away with a frown that didn’t quite match the surprised lust in his eyes.

“Go ahead then.” His voice was gruff as his fingertips pressed into her skull. “Take it out. Wanna see how much you can take down your throat.”

Her hands shook as she unzipped his pants and pulled them down enough to free his length. Just as she imagined, her roommate had been blessed with a monster. That dick print she caught when he was in a towel didn’t lie. Two hands wrapped around it weren’t enough to cover it fully and it was heavy. Her body practically vibrated in anticipation. She squeezed a few times, delighted with the way he sucked in a breath and held it as his dick pulsed in response. Placing one hand around the base, she gathered spit in her mouth and spread it on her hand from the base of her palm to her fingertips. She palmed the rest of his dick until she was satisfied with how her hand glided smoothly up and down the shaft.

“Look at that,” he hissed through his teeth, eyes fixed on her hands. “Your hands look so small on it. Is that why you use toys? Because those fingers couldn’t possibly fill you up and get you off the way you want?” Incensed by his teasing, she tightened her grip as she stroked up towards the tip. The little act of rebellion worked as his eyes fluttered shut and he let out a low moan that left her itching to fill her cunt with her fingers. “You think you’re funny?” He pushed his thumb into her mouth and pressed down on her tongue. Once they made eye contact, he continued, “I thought I told you I tame brats, kitten.”

It was a threat that turned into a promise when he pushed away from her and went to his room. For a minute, she was sure he was really about to walk away from her until she heard a faint clink of metal. Her mind immediately went to handcuffs, but when he rounded the corner with the belt from hell, she had her moment of doubt.

“Wait, what is that for?” She started to rise from the floor, but he was quick to pounce, wrestling her over onto her stomach and pulling her arms behind her back. With the first loop of the leather around her forearms, she stopped flailing and went still so he could finish. As tough as she pretended to be, she couldn’t take another hit on her tender ass.

When he was happy with his work, he pulled her back onto her knees and toed off his shoes. He reached into his pocket and produced a small silver bell, and pushed it into her hand. Once she took it, he stroked his dick and put his hand back on her head. “Ring the bell when you need a break.”

When, not if.

He tapped the head against her lips. “Open up for me.” When she parted her lips, he eased into her mouth, careful not to give too much at once. He knew it was a lot to take and wanted the experience to be good for them both. Her mouth was warm and wet, just like he knew her pussy would be, and if he wasn’t careful, he’d cum too soon. Neither of them wanted that, so he went took his time pushing in until she gagged then pulling back. With just the tip in her mouth, he brushed his thumb over her cheek and pressed forward again, this time relishing the feel of the ball of metal on her tongue as it traced the vein alongside the underside of his cock.

On and on it went, back and forth, in and out. Slowly getting her accustomed to his size with increasingly deeper thrusts that began to reach her throat. The first time she was able to swallow around the head without choking, pride overwhelmed him as he pulled out and rewarded her with a soft kiss.

“You’re doing so well for me, kitten. So glad you’re mine now.” He brushed her nose with his own, then stood up and went back to it. The praise made her shiver as she fed on his pride, happy to please him. This time she was fired up, ready to show him she could do more, take more. She relaxed her throat and took more of him in each stroke, kept her mouth wet enough to make the slurps compete with the music still playing. The hand on her head moved to her other cheek, and he cradled her face as he fucked it, eyes closed as he bit down on his bottom lip.

He was determined not to moan, not just yet. It was too soon.

But she wanted to hear him. Needed that more than her next breath. She hallowed her cheeks and sucked hard as he pulled back, making his knees buckle and he nearly lost his balance. “Fuck!” He hissed as he steadied himself using her shoulders. When he was sure he wouldn’t fall over from the leftover tingles, he glared at her. “Don’t forget to use the bell.”

Yunho let loose, hips moving steadily as he started fucking his dick down her throat. The squelches of her sucking nearly matched his pants and groans of pleasure. The feeling was incredible, beyond his wildest dreams. His eyes closed for a second before he forced them open and looked down at her. Her eyes were open and focused on him. There was a little sparkle in her eyes that seemed to egg him on, daring him even now to let go for her. Tears lined her eyes as her throat constricted around the tip and the sight, along with the sound of her briefly gagging, was enough for him to cum.

She suckled softly as his dick pulsed with each shot. The feel of his heartbeat on her tongue was a wild turn on that left her clenching, wishing she had one of her fat, vibrating toys to fuck herself on. His cum was salty and just shy of being bitter, but that could be fixed with time, if he’d let her help him. She noted the way her legs began to ache from being on the floor and realized she needed to go back to training herself to endure the position for long periods. Hopefully, her roommate would be willing to make use of her.

It took a minute or two for Yunho to catch his breath as his soul returned to his body. It’d been a while since he’d gotten head that good from someone he’d wanted to fuck so badly. The suckling sensation on his rapidly softening and thus increasingly sensitive dick didn’t stop like it should’ve. He looked down at her and found one of those mischievous looks as she went back to work, this time moving her head on her own. Though the sensitivity was nearly unbearable, Yunho couldn’t bring himself to pull away. If she was so willing, so hungry for his cock, then who was he to take it away? Especially as the pain blurred the line of pleasure and his knees threatened to give out on him. She was the perfect little cock sleeve when she obeyed. Just the thought of missing out on pleasure this amazing for so long brought back his irritation as he dug his fingers into her hair and gently dragged his dick out of her mouth.

“Holy shit,” he exhaled as his arousal got a second wind. “Who knew your mouth was that amazing?” His legs trembled as he leaned over and removed the belt and pulled her to her feet. His large hands cradled her face as he pressed his lips to hers, tongue exploring every inch of her mouth in search of any remnants of himself. She fisted his shirt and pulled on it as she ate up his sweet kisses and gentle touches. “Wish you’d be this good to me all the time,” he continued. “You can be so frustrating and hard to handle.”

“I’ll,” she gasped into his mouth, “I can be good for you, Yunnie. I swear.”

“Mm. We’ll see.” He chuckled darkly as he kept a hold on her head and walked her to the couch. Her ass pressed against the back of the couch and he bent her backwards over it. She let out a little yelp as her shoulders met the seat cushions. With her ass and legs in the air, Yunho got on his knees and held her in place by wrapping his arms around her thighs and holding them open.

“Please don’t let me fall on my fucking head, Yunho.” She whispered with a tight grip on the cushion.

He looked down at her face, eyes wide with worry, and bit his lip to keep from laughing outright. “Don’t worry, kitten. I’ve got you.” He tightened his hold to prove his point. For Yunho, it was the moment of truth. Months of wondering, often being so close to outright asking but ultimately deciding against it in case it was too personal. Her lower lips parted like a flower in bloom, revealing the truth.

She did, in fact, have a clit piercing. A cute little hoop that caught the light and twinkled like a star. He’d never been with a woman that had one before and was curious what it’d like to be to play with it. He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent, noting the tantalizing mix of perfume, lotion, and her dripping arousal.

The anticipation was unbearable. It felt like he was inspecting her. What would happen if he didn’t like the piercing? Or her smell? The shame of him getting up and turning her down would be—Her mind went blank the second his warm tongue parted her folds from the bottom and slowly dragged up to her clit. One of her hands left the cushion to grab his wrist as her body tensed up. He pulled back and smacked his lips, tasting her as if he were judging wine.

“Hm. Slightly sweet.” He went in for another sample, this time tracing his tongue around her entrance until she was panting and the grip on his wrist tightened. He watched her facial expressions change through the spectrum of emotions when he finally relented and pressed his tongue inside her. Her sweet voice called out his name as her body stiffened again and her thighs threatened to close around his head. She was beyond sensitive, especially around her little piercing. With an evil delight, he continued to taste and play with her body, guiding her to peaks he’d deny by pulling away when her cries turned to loud gasps and moans.

“Yunho, please!” She was a mess, and she knew it. How his jaw wasn’t tired from going on for so long was an unsolved mystery, but she was at the end of her rope. As much as she loved a man who ate pussy with such enthusiasm and attention, her position wasn’t ideal and the sensitivity bordered on torture. She slapped at his arm, nearly wishing she had the bell. “I-I can’t take it anymore.”

His eyes opened slowly, and he pulled away from her cunt, lips glossy with her essence. He’d never admit he—as she’d put it—got lost in the sauce, mind hazy as he simply enjoyed the rush of dopamine from having such a responsive partner who was vocal and freely gave him praise for every little thing he did. After a demanding day at work and the confrontation when he got home, it was admittedly nice to feel appreciated and wanted. Even from his bratty roommate.

A couple of blinks and he got to his feet, not bothering to wipe his mouth. “Tapping out again? As thirsty as you get, I thought you’d be able to last a little longer.” He took his time coming around the couch, merely pointing at her when she started to move from that position. “Thought you’d be able to take whatever I gave you, kitten.” Her pout was the best answer she had to give him. It wasn’t like he’d accept celibacy as an excuse if he heard her buzzing in her room every night for the past week. He stood over her, stroking his dick leisurely as he licked his lips. “I’ll give you what you want.”

A morbid sort of curiosity filled her as he reached behind his head and pulled off his shirt in one move. He followed that up with dropping his pants, finally joining her birthday suit party. He kneeled on the couch, focused on picking up where he left off as his semi-hard dick brushed her nose. She playfully palmed his thighs, even drumming on them with a little giggle before her eyes rolled back as she moaned. Yunho held her hips in place, using the back of the couch as a perch for his arms, effectively pinning her in place. Her body shook against him when he suckled on her clit. If he wasn’t careful, he could get addicted to her. He guided his dick to her lips, and she happily took him in her mouth, needing something to soothe her as he worked.

He groaned into her folds and fought to keep his hips still, aware of the weight and strain they were putting on her neck. With the arm wrapped around her hips, he brought his hand up to the untouched plug in her ass. With care, he toyed with it, gently tapping on it, pressing it in deeper and pulling it back, never fully removing it as her cries of pleasure got louder. He watched her entrance spasm whenever the plug was pushed in and it occurred to him that maybe she needed double penetration to cum. To test his theory, he plunged his middle and ring fingers inside her pussy and gently curled them, stroking her walls as he gave a hard suck to her clit.

His dick fell out of her mouth as she came screaming, twisting and twitching as she fought to pull away from his hands and mouth. With a triumphant grin, he allowed her a reprieve, carefully turning her body so she could rest on her back as she came down from her high. He didn’t leave her side, instead lightly tracing his fingers over her body from her breasts to her thighs and enjoying the way his touch triggered after shocks that she weakly tried to fight off. With her eyes closed, brow tensed as she gasped for air, he thought she was even more beautiful.

“I’ll be right back,” he murmured as he got to his feet. She gave him a thumbs up but otherwise didn’t move. He grabbed a few water bottles from the fridge and a bag of grapes. When he got back, she was staring at the ceiling. “Are you okay?”

She looked at him and nodded with a mile wide grin. “You know it.”

“Good, good.” He opened a bottle and held out a hand to her. She took it and he pulled her up to a sitting position so she could take the bottle. “Drink and eat. Don’t want you passing out.”

“You mean from having me upside down for so long?” She giggled as she took a swig of the cold liquid. “Not that I’m complaining. That was a first for me.”

He drank from his own bottle with a lazy smile. “Hard to imagine. I get the impression you’ve done it all before. You like to explore.”

She nodded. “Yeah, but I’m not really trusting though. Something like that is only done with someone you’d trust your life with. Ya know, cause one wrong move and—” She made a slicing motion at her neck.

Yunho couldn’t school his face to hide his surprise and pride. “So, you trust me with your life?”

Her cheeks darkened at the realization, and she went back to her water. They sat in comfortable silence; him mulling over her words as she over thought them. Trust was an important thing to have in any sort of relationship, sexual or not. For Yunho, it was a major thing to earn, and he wanted to make sure he remained deserving of it. On the other hand, she worried she’d said too much. What if it put him off and he made this a one-time thing? Sure, he’d said pretty much the opposite in the beginning, but it was clear he didn’t want strings attached. She could do that if it helped him be comfortable enough to continue living together. Nerves got the better of her, and she needed to feel comfortable again.

“For what it’s worth,” he cut through her spiraling thoughts, “I trust you with my life, too.”

She scoffed and rolled over onto her side, facing him. “You’re just saying that. I just sucked your soul out through your dick and now you’re happy with me again. If that’s all it took, you should’ve let me do it sooner, you know?”

“No, I’m not.” He put down his water. “And if you weren’t such a pain in the ass, dancing around naked, then I wouldn’t have to be upset with you. And while we’re at it,” he pinned her with a glare, “in the future, close the curtains.”

She smacked her lips and sat up. “Oh sure. State the fucking obvious after the fact. I’ve already explained myself.”

He pressed his lips into a thin line and nodded, taking in her increasing bratty behavior and stood up. She watched him leave the room again, this time turning down the hall towards her room. She waited, listening intently as he shuffled stuff around before reappearing with a bottle of her favorite baby oil. “If you’re in the mood to mouth off, we can continue.”

She pressed her legs together as she processed his words. “Continue? But we both came and—”

He dropped the bottle on the couch next to her and moved his water bottle to the floor. “Who said I was done?”

She sat up straighter, eyes roaming all over his body. Could she go again? A faint squeeze of her core wasn’t painful, so yes. Okay, then. She watched him drag the coffee table away from the couch, leaving plenty of space on the rug under it. When he was satisfied with the new distance, he pulled her up from the couch and took her spot.

“Knees, kitten.” He pointed at the space between his feet. She flashed him a seductive smirk as she took the spot in front of him.

“You must really love getting head.” She rubbed her hands over his thighs, marveling at their thickness with a few squeezes. “I’m getting the impression I’ve found myself a pillow princess.”

He cocked an eyebrow at her as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek. “Is that so?” He nodded and picked up the oil. The cap opened with a soft click barely heard over the ending of the song playing. He poured himself a handful and put the bottle down, then rubbed his hands together. His large hands engulfed each of her breasts, massaging it into her skin at his leisure. He paid attention to her nipples, captivated by the bar piercings. “You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined doing this.”

She squeezed his thighs as he toyed with her, pressing forward against his hands, which he took as a sign to add more pressure. “You-you just wanted to play with my tits? Ahh…That’s not surprising.” He let go of her breasts and guided her hands to his cock. “You do look at them a lot.”

“You also like to show them off.” He countered with a quiet hiss as she fisted his length and returned to oiling her breasts. When his palms slid over her skin with little resistance, he leaned back on the couch. “There. Now you can take over.” She looked at him, a little lost at first, then it dawned on her. Oh. Taking one breast in each hand, she sandwiched his dick between them as he added more oil over the tip. He groaned when she started moving them up and down, nearly suffocating his dick in a tight, squishy vice that once again made him wonder what it’d be like to be inside her.

Then Yunho’s phone rang.

He ignored it the first time, as he couldn’t think of anything important that could wait until later. The second time it rang, it broke his concentration and made him lose what could have been an amazing orgasm. He pointed at his pants on the floor and said, “Give me my phone, please.” She fished it out of the pockets and handed it to him right as it started to ring again. She caught a glimpse of the name flashing on the screen and had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep a straight face.

Yunho answered it and put it on speaker. “What do you want?”

“Rude.” Wooyoung’s voice dripped with mock hurt. “Is that how you were raised? To answer the phone for your friend so coldly?”

Yunho’s fingers dug into the cushion as he thrusted up. “Shit,” he whispered, then frowned at his phone. “Call me back later. I’m busy.”

“Busy doing what? Jacking off to her again?” Wooyoung cackled. She watched Yunho’s cheeks and ears flush pink and suddenly he was unable to look at her.

“Bye, asshole.”

“No!” Wooyoung shouted. “Wait a minute! We’re going out and Joong wants to come pick you up.”

Yunho was quick to shut it down. “Nope. Not interested.” She smiled at him and teased the tip of his dick with her tongue. The sight alone was enough to make him moan softly and run the back of his hand along her cheek.

“What the fuck was that?” There was shuffling on Wooyoung’s end. “Holy shit, are you really getting off right now?”

“Goodbye, Woo—”

“Or did you finally man up and fuck her?” Silence fell over them as she froze and stared at the phone with Yunho. Sometimes Wooyoung was a little too smart for his own good. And of course, Wooyoung took the silence as a sign of affirmative and chuckled. “Can’t believe you beat me to it. Can you hear me, baby girl? Has he fucked you yet? I promise you I’m better.”

She didn’t dare speak with the way Yunho was staring at her, watching her with an expression she’d never seen before. When it was clear there’d be no response from her, Yunho put his hands over hers and pushed up into the slick space between her plush tits, gliding against her skin in a way that triggered a soft moan from her.

“Oh, fuck.” Wooyoung hissed and more shuffling followed. “Lemme hear that again. Make her do that again.”

Yunho moved his thumbs so they pressed into her nipples and thrusted again, this time brushing her chin and lips. She moaned again, eyes focused on his hoping he understood the sounds she made were solely because of him. He appreciated the reassurance as he rocked against her as his dick got harder and his balls started to tighten. If they kept at it, he could cum like this and he wouldn’t have minded.

“Shit,” Wooyoung’s voice was low and husky as he started to pant. “If he can’t fuck you right, you can come to me, baby. I bet he’s being selfish, isn’t he? Making you do all the work, leaving that fat pussy neglected. I’d gladly let you ride my face, my tongue, then stuff you full of cock just like I promised the other night.”

Yunho stiffened at the memory of Wooyoung pressed against her, crowding her in the kitchen as he whispered in her ear. He’d tried not to think about what could’ve been said but now he knew. And it pissed him off all over again.

Yunho picked up his phone. “You’ll never get to fuck her.” He hung up and tossed his phone aside. “Asshole.” He grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet as he stood up. “Stay away from him if he’s gonna keep hounding you for pussy.��

She shivered at the authority in his tone. “Y-yes, sir.”

He tilted his head at the title but didn’t fight it. He often let his subs choose their names for him. His hand cupped the back of her neck and pulled her in for a sloppy kiss, tongue exploring her mouth until she was squirming against him. He pulled back with a wet smack and took her hand in his as he led her back around the couch. Back to where it all started. With his hands on her hips, he turned her away from him and bent her over the back of the couch. “Are you wet enough to take me, kitten?” He pressed a finger between her folds, going from her entrance down to her clit. “Yeah, you are. Did hearing his voice get you like this?”

She felt him pumping his dick against her ass and quickly shook her head. “Fuck no. I’m always wet for you. Only you.” The last word broke off with a moan as the fat head of his dick replaced his finger, simply gliding over her pussy thanks to the oil that remained on it. She trembled each time it pressed against her swollen clit. He took note of her response and circled her clit a few times, briefly distracted with the way her piercing felt against him. “Please, Yunho, please. I need you.”

“Don’t worry,” he murmured positioning himself at her entrance then gathering her hair into a ponytail. “I’ll fuck you just right.” With his free hand on her waist to keep her steady, Yunho took his time sliding into her heat, eyes shut tight as he concentrated on not blowing his load or splitting her in half. She appreciated his restraint because while her toys saw consistent use, they weren’t as big as he was. With her plug in, the fit was tight but incredible, especially when he bottomed out and let out a loud groan. “Fucking hell.” He whispered her name over and over as the hand on her waist brushed up and down her spine as if to calm her when he was the one trying not to cum.

“Take your time,” she giggled in between pants of air, her pussy squeezing his dick with every pass of his hand down her back. “I’m in no rush.”

For the first time in days, Yunho let out a breathy laugh. She really was the perfect roommate. Once his heart rate calmed down and he could move his hips without feeling overstimulated, he was ready to put in work. He pulled back slowly and eased back in the same way, savoring the feel of her fluttering walls gripping his dick. “Fuck, this pussy’s amazing.” He didn’t intend for the words to slip out, but he couldn’t take them back. Her hips lifted at the praise, improving the angle for each thrust as the sound of skin on skin got louder. Once he had a steady rhythm built up and she was moaning his name like it’d save her life, he moved his hand from her waist to the front of her throat and kicked her legs apart. “Keep yourself up.”

She hadn’t even noticed she was starting to fall onto her forearms. When she was propped up on her arms again, he started railing her hard, repeatedly bottoming out as if his life depended on it. With the way he filled her, finding her spot wasn’t an issue for him. Yet he didn’t let that stop him from swirling his hips and creating a sensation so intense it made her toes curl as bolts of pleasure shot up her spine. Never in her life had she had someone ride her like this, fuck her so hard and so deep that she saw stars and could barely get her arms to keep her torso up for him. Now she knew what race horses felt like and was glad to have Yunho be her jockey.

He kept himself distracted with her moans, working to adjust his strokes so that she remained a moaning, mindless mess under him while he did his best to fuck her into oblivion. This is what she needed, he was sure. With the way she creamed his cock and moaned like a porn star, it was hard to believe she’d ever had better. Wooyoung was enthusiastic, but he could never fill her like this, make her cry with pleasure as pleasure built up in her smaller body and threatened to overflow for him. Her moans were music to his ears, something he’d never get tired of. So as long as she wanted it, he’d make sure his dick would always be her first and only option.

When her legs started to buckle and her arms refused to work, she knew she was done for. “Y-yunho, I’m gonna—” Her voice was weak, hoarse from the near constant use of the past hour or so. Yunho’s mind was faraway, concentrating so hard he didn’t realize she’d spoken until he felt warmth running down his thighs as her moans broke off into quiet whines as she began to shake. He looked down at their feet and saw liquid dripping freely from between her legs as she collapsed over the couch.

“Did you just—oh, fuck!” Yunho’s mind broke at the thought of her squirting—fucking squirting—for him as proof that he’d given her great dick. Concentration blow to hell, he thrust in deep and filled her with cum, hands on her hips as his own surged with each wave of his orgasm. The tension drained from his body as his balls emptied inside her. The euphoria that overtook him was intense, more than enough to leave him stumbling when he finally pulled out. He took a second to catch his breath, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to the base of her spine as he caressed her ass, still tinted red with his hand prints. “Fucking amazing. You took that like a champ.”

She laughed as he helped her to her feet and pulled her against him. “You thought I couldn’t?”

He shook his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Never a doubt. Do you think we both could fit in the shower?”

She gave him a sly look. “I’m not sure, but I bet we could make it work.”

[tohokuu]

underestimation - jeong yunho

tumblr is based on a system of reblogs, not likes. please reblog my work.

warnings : degradation, rough sex, size kink, mirror sex, choking, cum-eating, overstimulation, he’s mean ? reader calls him “yunnie”

wc : 900 ?

a/n : just filth bc i need my ego boosted 🤗 not proof read 😍 wrote it on my phone 👩🏽‍🦯

what about.. what about soft dom!yunho finding out that you wanna be fucked like a dumb little toy ?

how ?

well, let's ask the tab you had open on tumblr labeled "hard dom yunho thoughts" and he had gone through the entire hashtag while you were in the shower. curiously reading over the words and smirking as he went through your liked posts, all of them about wanting to be fucked stupid.

he shut the laptop away immediately once the water turned off, leaving to go to the living room.

it wasn't until days later that he had heard you talking on the phone with your friend. "he's sweet... yeah, but like.. i want more, you know ? it’s not enough. he just stopped after one round and i still wanted more…” that was the last time you'd ever complained about sex with yunho.

because he busted through that door immediately, snatching the phone from your hands, not even bothering to disconnect the call.

he grabbed your arms and pinned them behind your back. "so, you find it okay to talk shit about my dick game with your friends instead of telling me what you want, huh ?"

you gulped. "y-yunho, i wasn't talkin shi-" but yunho just tossed you onto the bed, pushing you roughly and climbing over you.

“well, in my book, telling your friends that i don’t fuck you enough is talking shit.”

yunho spun you around onto your stomach, bringing your hips up towards his waist. he clasped one hand around your throat, bringing you up and as his fingers trailed down your torso.

he rubbed softly against your lips, chuckling behind you as he felt how wet you were between your legs.

“you’re so fucking dirty.” he chuckled. his fingers against your clit was all it took for you to feel stupid. you were a mess, screaming and wiggling your hips trying to get him to let you go but to no avail.

yunho refused to stop.

even after you had reached your high, he continued to rub between your legs. tears streamed down your cheeks and he didn’t fix your pain any further. instead, he tightened his fingers around your throat, forcing you to face the mirror.

“look at yourself, baby. you’re so fucking dirty. you’re cumming all over my fingers.”

he pulled out his fingers from inside you, spreading them right in front of your eyes so you could see the tainted fluid spread from finger to finger.

you were dirty, indeed.

yunho brought your fingers to your lips and instead of opening your mouth, you stared back at him with tears. lip jutting out as a sob ripped through your throat at all the degrading he had done so far.

“y-yunnie… ‘s- ‘so mean…” you whined.

but he didn’t care, he spread your lips apart anyway, forcing you to choke on his fingers, so you did. you licked the cum off his fingers, tasting yourself and the sweet taste of your lovers skin.

“you’re gonna take it. i know you’re enjoying this, right ?“ you nodded around his fingers, staring at his hooded eyes through your own doe ones.

once yunho pulled away his fingers, you found him trying to forced the mushroom tip of his cock through your hole that was barely prepared to take his length.

“cant believe my dick isn’t enough for you. what could you possibly need that i can’t provide for you, hm ? that you find it okay to go tell your friends i don’t fuck you enough..”

your eyes went wide as he finally breached your cunt, hole doing its best to accommodate to his length. he was far too big for such little prep.

“i should’ve worked you open a bit more, to be honest, but it’s okay. you’ll take it anyway, right ?” he chuckled behind you.

you couldn’t even respond, couldn’t do anything but take his stupid, fat cock. you felt so pathetic now.

he rutted his hips against you roughly, still holding you up by the neck and forcing you to stare into the mirror.

you looked at the bulge in your belly, cunt tightening around him as you thought of how big he was, dick-wise and body-wise.

you brought him down to meet your lips, and he complied, kissing your sweet, swollen lips to appease your fucked out state.

“y-yunnie… so .. so much c-cock..” you whimpered, so stupid and not making any sense.

he chuckled above you, squeezing your throat as one hand went down to rub at your clit again. the bud still sensitive, your body began to shake.

he was sending you into overdrive. mouth attached to your neck as he sucked marks into your skin, fingers attacking your clit and cock driving into your tight cunt repeatedly.

“want my cum inside you, tiny ?” he asked. and you swore you’d cum right then and there at the nickname.

“i-inside. please, wanna be so full of you, yunnie.”

so he did just that, came in you and pumped your cunt full of cum, not bothering to pull out as he continued to ride out his high. you came just as soon as he did, body convulsing and on the edge of collapsing if he didn’t keep holding you up.

“s-so much- so much !“ you screamed as yunho continued to rub your clit, even after you had came.

but he shushed you with a kiss against your lips, breaths lost in between your lungs as pleasure filled your bodies; replacing oxygen.

your high reached you once more, and this time yunho had finally let you go, allowing your body to collapse in front of him as he stood over you with his knees on either side of your hips.

“you’re so stupid for me, aren’t you ?“ he degraded.

you nodded, dumbly, agreeing to whatever the hell he might have been saying.

“you still wanna go tell your friends that i don’t fuck you enough ?” you shook your head, positive that you didn’t have an ounce of courage in you anymore.

“good girl, and i won’t give you the chance either, because i’m feeling for round two.”

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[gm--requests]

Butterfly Clips - Fluff! Yunho

g e n r e -  fluff, the end has implications of smut tho

w a r n i n g s - NONE

o r i g i n a l  c o n t e n t - i did write this

w o r d s - 498

a / n - @yunhossmallperson come in here and get yo juice. you’re welcome. the idea was cute so i had fun with it haha. haven’t written fic in a minute so this was nice. 

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How he’d ended up like this, he didn’t know, but he surely wasn’t complaining. Frank Ocean played lowly in the background, your small frame straddling his larger one, his big hands placed right on the curve of your ass as your tiny hands worked on affixing the teeny multi-colored butterfly clips into his fluffy black hair. 

Yunho couldn’t help but smile as he watched you work. The concentrated look on your face, the way your tongue poked out just a little bit when you were trying extra hard to decide where to place the next clip. He hummed along to the song playing before deciding that you looked too cute. 

“C’mere Squish,” he murmured as he leaned forward with the intention of kissing you. 

“Wait sir,” you said quickly, a smile pulling at your lips.

He pouted, but sat back again. You giggled softly and lightly grabbed his bangs, pinning one side away with a baby blue butterfly clip and the other side with a clear one. Your hands fell from his hair and cupped his face. You leaned down and kissed his bottom lip, that was still poking out about from his sulky facial expression. The kiss quickly changed that though, his hands instead coming to cup your face. 

Yunho kissed you gently, his slightly chapped lips pressed against yours. Before you could deepen it though, his lips were moving. First a peck on the corner of your mouth, then the other side, then your chin, left cheek, right cheek, forehead, nose. The sweet boy continued to press a flurry of pecks across every inch of your skin while you laughed. 

“Ho stop,” you begged playfully, but he just smiled. Yunho’s kisses trailed down your face to your neck where they got more dramatic. 

“Mmmmuah,” he exclaimed, as he planted a wet kiss on your neck. He followed the first with nothing short of 10 more. Your head thrown back as you laughed loudly at his ridiculousness. 

Yunho chuckled as he finally stopped. He looked lovingly at your flushed face before pulling your tight against his body, “I love you Squish,” he said as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. 

“I love you too Yunnie.” 

“But y’know, your clips are stabbing me in the neck,” you huffed puckishly. 

“Well princess, you’re the one who put them there so now you pay the price. I’ve already kissed you to death, now I’m gonna hug you to death, and then I’m gonna fu-”

“Okay!” you yelled, cutting him off, “Can we just skip to that part?” 

Yunho pulled away from you a look of faux shock on his face, “You hate hugging me that much?” 

Before you could reply, he leaned forward, his hot breath tickling your ear, “Or do you just want me to fuck you that badly?” 

“This was so cute, how did we get here?” You asked cheekily, your voice shaking. 

Yunho just smiled widely, “C’mon baby girl, let’s go play, yea?”

[atinybitofau]

[ateez] Y U N H O ⇉ aesthetic love

“THUNDERSTORMS AND WARM HUGS”

warnings: MAJOR FLUFF COMING AT YOU HOT.

• Yunho left only a couple hours ago.

• and you’re not usually all clingy and hopeful for your boyfriend’s presence,

• of course you love him and all,

• but his absence never really bothers you.

• Yunho was a big man with big limbs.

• he loved you the way his heart wanted to despite his teddy bear figure.

• by simple kisses and complete devotion.

• and you two were never much of an affectionate couple.

• for two solid years of living apart and seeing each other only as time allows,

• some people don’t think you two are even in an intimate relationship to begin with.

• “It’s okay, y/n.” you tell yourself with a shaky exhale. “The storms gonna pass over and you’re gonna be fine.”

• you yelp in surprise when a hard rumble hits at the glass pane of your windows,

• trembling underneath your covers trying hard to console yourself but you’re starting to think it’s not enough.

• your fingers grip tightly on the blanket huddling over you, lips shivering like the night sky.

• rain hits harder when the thunder pauses it’s fury,

• the cry of the night making you yourself close to tears.

• “For fucksake, y/n, get a hold of yourself.” you mumble teetering forward and back on your knees. “It’s just— T-THUNDER! IT’S JUST THUNDER!”

• you whimper again at the sounds of howling,

• the vibrations the world makes.

• your heart’s even faster than the wind that blows outside.

• at the point, you reach for your phone on the bedside table dialing only one number you could think of.

• “Y-Yunnie?”

• his voice gurgles a little, grumbling out confused words before the phone gets silent. “My love, it’s 2 in the morning.”

• you sniffle wiping away the sad tears over your burning cheeks. “Can you come over please?”

• the silence over the speaker gets interrupted by frantic ruffling.

• “What’s wrong?”

• Yunho knows you weren’t a big fan of crying.

• or affection..

• this was out of the ordinary.

• but if there was something he was sure of,

• it’s of your constant fear of loud noises and how they mess up the sweet balance of life.

• can you tell you two don’t fight much?

• “I-I’m scared, Yun. My windows sound like they’re about to break and I.. I can’t sleep. Yunnie, can you come here please?”

• your boyfriend spoils you too often,

• telling San that he’s going over your house for the night without much response or explanation.

• he zooms over speed limit overthinking how he didn’t realize how bad the storm was—

• how stupid he was for thinking it was okay to leave you just hours earlier.

• “Y/n, my love, where are you?”

• Yunho switches on the lights, kicking his wet shoes off without much rush.

• but you sprint out of your bed and out of your bedroom, jumping into his startled embrace.

• hanging off him too like a mannerless koala.

• “Thank god you’re here.”

• regardless of the fact your relationship lacked affection,

• Yunho loved your touch.

• caved into it every single time.

• he chuckles lowly against the strands of your hair as you curl into his chest.

• “Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?”

• you look down at your lace night gown and smile at him like an idiot.

• “You know I don’t like wearing clothes to sleep.”

• “You better be wearing underwear under that or you really won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”

• you giggle tightening the hold you have around his neck and lean forward for a kiss. “Fortunately for you, I am. So sleep for the both of us, it is.”

• he hums against your lips carrying you carefully into your bedroom, ass on his lap when he sits at the edge of your bed.

• “It’s not that bad, see?” he pulls away so he could push your hair back behind your red ears. “The storms already gone.”

• “That’s because the gods know you’re here.”

• he rolls his eyes at the cheesy remarks fear makes you deliver,

• you eagerly attacking his lips with a crash forth against your bed.

• he breathlessly tugs his own away from yours from shock, eyes wide with concern.

• “My love, what’s gotten into you?” he searches your innocent eyes.

• “I appreciate you.” you pout hovering over his giant body. “What, I cant appreciate my boyfriend?”

• he narrows his eyes into slits. “What did you do?”

• “..Nothing?”

• he cocks an eyebrow up at you unconvinced and you just roll your eyes in annoyance.

• you sulk on the other side of the bed while complaining, “If you don’t like it, fine. I’ll just— EEK!”

• you turn your body into his again like the little koala you are, face basically at the hilt of his armpit.

• Yunho laughs at your failed attempt of a fit, shifting so he could wrap his arms around you.

• “Maybe I should tell the gods to make thunderstorms more often.” he brushes through your hair with his gentle fingers. “You get clingy. I like it.”

• you peer up to glare, pouting apparent on your lips. “I refuse to believe I’m a clingy person. That’s degrading.”

• “Fortunately for you, it’s not degrading to me.” he sends you a flirtatious wink under the dimmed light.

• you can’t help but snort reaching up in his arms to plant a lustrous kiss on his plump lips.

• “I didn’t know you liked clingy, Yun.”

• “I don’t.” he says honestly. “But on you, it’s hot.”

• “Stop it, Yunho. You’re making me feel things.”

• “What things?”

• “Feelings.”

• his chest grumbles in a soft laugh, the sound way more soothing than the angry rumble in the sky—

• which you forgot about over the sound of your boyfriend’s voice.

• “You’ve had feelings for me since day one.”

• you cuddle into the warmth under his neck, nibbling softly at the loose skin. “You taste like chestnuts.”

• “Ugh, you’re so weird.”

• he tightens his grip around your waist suddenly lost in the affection you give,

• now it’s not like you never do,

• but today feels different.

• he feels like he never wants this to end this time.

• “Y/n?”

• “Hm?” you sleepily roll your head to look up at him against his chest.

• “I love you.”

• you smile to yourself cuddling further into his rising and falling chest,

• only the sound of calm rain filing your ears and the sultry waves of his voice.

• “I know.”

• he blinks up at the ceiling thinking about how he truly loves you.

• thinks about how he wants to come home every day to this if he can.

• “Y/n?”

• “Hm?”

• “You still awake, my love?”

• you chuckle shifting in his arms. “Apparently.”

• “I want to live with you.”

• you perk up at the request, fingertips rubbing over his shoulder. “Huh?”

• “I want to live here.” he affirms pressing a softer kiss to your forehead, remembering the time you offered. “I want to come home to this everyday. To you.”

• “Yunnie.. what about the boys?”

• “They’ll live.”

• you grin so hard you think your face might just freeze up like that,

• moving so your body was completely over his,

• as you lay vibrant kisses all over his face making him groan bashfully.

• his hands never moved from where they planted on your hips.

• “You sure you can handle my storm of kisses?”

• “Better than you can handle a thunderstorm alone, I’m sure.”

@atinybitofau

[minghaocouture]

Fearless Chapter 1

Pairing: Werewolf!Jeon Wonwoo x Vampire!Reader Genre: Romance, Action, Fantasy, Non-Idol AU Warning: Language, mild mentions of non sexual nudity Rating: T WC: 2.8K AU Lore:  Vampire Coven Info/Wolf Pack Info/Lore Info

Chapter List: Chapter 1/Chapter 2/Chapter 3/Chapter 4/Chapter 5/Chapter 6/Chapter 7/Chapter 8/Chapter 9/Chapter 10/Chapter 11/Chapter 12/Chapter 13/Chapter 14

***

“[Y/N] If you sleep any later you’re gonna be late for your shift.” You groaned hearing the familiar voice of your Coven sister, Siyeon. She was always such an early riser. You’d think after a few decades you would be used to it. 

Surprise, surprise, you aren’t. So you simply roll over on your bed and cover your head with your pillow.

“Go bother Yuna, I’m not in the mood Yeonie.” Being the eldest of the female in the Coven, Siyeon had a tendency to mother you all. Despite everyone being almost a century old at this point. The only exception being little Hyunjin who had just been turned a few months ago. The coven life wasn’t the easiest but it was definitely better than being a stray.

You heard a scoff from Siyeon as she continued getting ready for her patrol. “Fine, let Minghao find out you’re sleeping in again. See if I care.” Now that was playing dirty. Minghao was easily the strictest out of the 4 Coven leaders, even without being considered Primus or Venture. He also scared the living daylights out of you. While some members of the clan could walk around mostly silent, usually your ears are good enough to hear them coming. Minghao was a whole different beast, you would never know he was in a room unless he announced his presence. 

With a groan, you threw your legs out from your blanket and onto the wood paneling bellow. You could almost feel Siyeon’s smug smirk as she heard your movement. With a heavy hand you reached up in an attempt to at least sort of get your hair into some semblance of order. Trekking over to your wardrobe and pulling out a good set for your patrol tonight. Patrols weren’t exactly fun, especially with that Stray that’s been wandering around town and the Wolf Pack. Though the Pack had been a problem for months, and by this point you just wanted them to go away so the Patrols would lighten a bit. It’s not like any of you could control what they did during the daytime, it surprised you that those mutts didn’t use that weakness to their advantage. You honestly didn’t know why Soonyoung didn’t just run them out of town, sure your numbers were even but a Vampire was worth at least three of those mongrels. 

“Make sure you’re careful out there tonight. Chan said that they were a bit more active last night.” The warning definitely didn’t fall on deaf ears, the Full Moon was drawing near. They were probably planning something big for that night. Rolling your eyes as you slipped your shirt on, you then turned towards your roommate. 

“You should be telling that to Kevin, not me. He keeps trying to talk to them.” You retorted, returning to your bed so you could pull on your boots before going down to check in with Jun. Being Primus, Jun was generally the one who would let you know your Patrols if Soonyoung was busy. Now Soonyoung wasn’t always busy, but he was usually pretty damn hard to find. With his unending high energy it was always like trying to catch smoke just to have a solid conversation with the Venture. In contrast, Jun was always at the bar and was generally just easier to find. 

Siyeon groaned at your words, and you heard a bit of muttering from the elder female before she stalked out of the room, not bothering to say goodbye. Well, looks like Kevin was gonna get into some big trouble today...oops.

For a minute you just sat on your bed, just kind of debating about staying there and hiding out for the day. Previously, Patrol just consisted of walking around for an hour or so before someone came to tap you out but now, patrols were partnered and could last all night. It had been like this for a few months, ever since the Wolf Pack moved into the woods on the Northern side of town. Sure members of the Fae courts had lived in the area before, and they were troublesome and tricky but they had their own territories on another plane so they would flitter in and out like...well like you would expect of a Faerie. The Wolves, on the other hand, seemed to be hell bent on driving your Coven out. 

Groaning you stood once again and made your way downstairs to the bar. Jun, Keonhee and the new girl (you couldn’t exactly remember her name) seemed to be setting up for the night since there was at least another 30 minutes until open. Keonhee practically beamed at you, waving when he noticed you. He was such a sweetheart, definitely a contrast to the darker interior of the bar with its harsh flashing lights and bass heavy music. You couldn’t stop the small smile from creeping its way onto your face as you waved back. Keonhee nudged the girl, so she would greet you. Her eyes seemed to pierce you like ice, which...to be fair was very fitting as she was of the Winter Court. Her face didn’t bother to change from its neutral and almost irritated look that it always seemed to have, she simply nodded in your direction before continuing with her work. 

“[Y/N]! Good Morning!” Jun greeted, traveling to meet you at the end of the bar. You noticed him patting the female on the shoulder as he passed, as if telling her she did a good job for just meeting your eyes. He was always soft on newbies at the bar. You watched the female tense a bit when his hand touched her, but when the pressure left her you noticed her eyes follow him down the bar.

“So where am I headed tonight?” You questioned, plopping yourself onto the nearest bar stool as Jun reached under the bar and passed you a blood bag. He pouted at your words, seeing him like this you never would have guessed that he was over a thousand years old. The only one who was as bad as him was Minhyuk, maybe that’s what being alive for over a millennia does to you? He didn’t seem a day over 5, or at least in the way he acted. You waited for him to start as you popped a straw into the bag.

“You never come talk to me unless you need your patrol.” He whined, crossing his arms over his chest and only further proving your earlier thought about him acting like a child. You didn’t respond to his whining and simply continued to sip on your blood, AB positive today, not your favorite but at least it wasn’t B negative. You’d have to check when the next Blood Night was, this bagged shit just never really cut it. The Primus continued to pout but spoke again. “You’re with Yuna tonight. The two of you will be going to the Northern residential area near the forests, you’re the closest to the Pack tonight so be careful. I wanted to send another with you but we just didn’t have enough manpower tonight.”

“With people getting nights off so we are all good for the Full Moon, yeah yeah I get it. Yunnie and I got this.” She’d probably complain if she heard the two of you calling her Yuna, for some reason her and Eunbi wanted to go by code names. Saying they didn’t want the wolves to hear their real name or something, just in case they knew any nearby witches. A name was a powerful weapon of course but like...Wolves being smart enough to use them as such was a stupid thought. You thought they were vastly over estimating the brain power of the wolves.

You passed the now empty bag back to Jun for him to get rid of. “Thanks for the snack Jun. We’ll be back before sunrise.”

***

“Wonwoo-Hyung, you coming out for a run with us?” Glancing over the top of his book, connecting eyes with his Pack brother Jacob. It was just a few days before the Full Moon so everyone in the house was on edge, needing to be out in the woods. Wonwoo was no exception to this. Sure he wished he could just sit at home and read his new book, his wolf wanted to go with his brother. 

Sighing, he picked up his book mark and slid in between the pages of his novel. “Who all is going out tonight?” He questioned, while Wonwoo knew they couldn’t just hide inside he also knew that the Vampires were more on edge the closer the Full Moon got. Those Blood Suckers were ridiculous, did they really think that their little ‘patrols’ were actually doing anything? It was just irritating at this point. Even Seungcheol had had enough of them. The Full Moon this month was going to be the turning point for their rivalry, hopefully with this push they would be able to send the Vampires running and then they wouldn’t have to deal with them sticking their nose into everyone;s business. 

Jacob almost beamed at Wonwoo, if he had been in his wolf shape his tail would definitely have been wagging. “It’s gonna be me, Changbin, Felix and Yubin. Hyunwoo-Hyung was going to come too, but he and Hoseok-Hyung are going to try and sneak into that bar again.” Because of course they were. Hoseok was almost obsessed with trying to get into that bar the Vampires ran. He was convinced that if they could get in then they could have the upper hand, Hyunwoo was probably only going so that Hoseok didn’t get ganged up on.

Wonwoo definitely wasn’t going to complain about going on a run, but he just wished he hadn’t gotten to such a good part in his book. Setting the novel down on the coffee table, the elder wolf stood and stretched. “Well we better get going before it gets too late. Felix and Changbin have classes tomorrow.” Personally Wonwoo didn’t care too much if the younger ones skipped their college classes, he had done it back when he had been in college (of course that had been back in the 30s, and it was a different time back then) but Seungcheol wanted to make sure the younger ones were getting a good education before they really had people start to question their ages. 

Being stuck looking 20 definitely had its perks but the drawbacks were pretty extreme, especially when you were 92 and stuck looking like you’re 20. He’d had conversations humans younger than him, but acted like he was just a dumb kid. It was beyond annoying. 

Jacob’s cheer brought Wonwoo out of his thoughts, the younger boy dashing to go let the others know they could go running. With that energy, no one would have ever guess that Jacob was a 54 year old man. Wonwoo simply shook his head before making his way outside, taking off his current outfit and setting it onto the bench outside the cabin. As the door opened again he waved to greet Yubin, not bothering to cover himself before he shifted into his Wolf form. 

Yubin had been with the pack for a good 10 years, and the pack had all seen each other in various states of undress. At this point they were all desensitised towards it, at least when it came to members of the pack. The only ones who were still shy about the whole coed pack arrangement were the pups, Felix, Changbin, and Vernon. Felix being the worst, being the runt of the pack and had only just turned 20. He was still shy and would usually wait inside the house until the girls had shifted and he would always shift on the other side of the house when any of the females were with them. Wonwoo had to admit it was kind of cute, and reminded him of when Sojung had first joined. 

No one had really known how to treat Sojung, but they could feel the pack bond with her and knew she was one of theirs. It was strange for a few years, up until they had found Sana. Now the presence of the women was just normal, at least for the elder members of the pack. 

Yubin was followed out by Jacob and Changbin, Felix still inside obviously waiting for Yubin to go off. Yubin, knowing this, disrobed quickly and wasted no time shifting. She stalked over to stand near Wonwoo but kept her back towards the house so that Felix would be comfortable enough to come outside. Which he did in fact, practically bolted outside to join his pack siblings in shifting. 

The run started out fairly regularly, The young ones, Felix and Changbin would race off ahead of the pack while Wonwoo would tell them to stick close to the middle with Jacob, and Yubin kept her spot at the back to keep an eye on their rear. Wonwoo loved the feeling of the wind in his fur and the snow beneath his paws as they ran, it was always such a freeing feeling. He heard a few yelps from the pups as they play fought at the front of the group, and he let out the closest a wolf could give to a chuckle. After a good 30 minutes they stopped for a second near the edge of the forest. Wonwoo and Yubin sat just getting a good look up at the moon, why Jacob oversaw a match between Felix and Changbin. It was moments like this that Wonwoo lived for, just the peaceful moments with his family. 

The moment was broken when he heard Yubin begin to growl, casting his eyes away from the moon followed her line of sight and noticed what caused her sudden reaction. With a quick signal to the boys, he quickly got in position to fight just in case the Vampires attacked.

The smaller female looked a bit more on edge while her companion simply looked irritated, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her leather jacket.

“I thought we told you mutts to stay away from this side of town.” She called out, making sure to keep a distance from the quintet of wolves. Wonwoo simply growled in response, This caused the female to roll he eyes, “Oh i forgot, you can’t talk like this. Must be hard. At least I can have access to my abilities all at once. I don’t have to pick and choose like you.” She taunted, almost like she was trying to edge them on. This seemed to make the smaller woman a bit concerned. She grabbed onto her companion’s arm before speaking towards her, but her eyes never left the wolves.

“Unnie, they’re still in the forest. Hoshi would be upset if we provoked them.” This only caused the female to roll her eyes once more, and mutter something about stupid code names. But this did seem to cause the woman to take a step back. 

“Oh come off it Yun-...Yuju. They’re just dumb dogs.” Her words caused Changbin to growl at her, him being a bit more sensitive to the insults. This just caused the Vampire to bare her fangs towards him “If you wanna fight mutt, then come on. No one’s stopping you.” The Yuju girl took a step away from her companion, who seemed prepared for any fight that might come.

As Changbin was just about to take the bait and rush her, Wonwoo positioned himself in front of the younger wolf. His dark brown gaze focused on the female. Something felt off in him as he watched her, but he couldn’t focus on that. Right now his Pack was what he needed to be concerned with. His interruption caused a whine to escape from Changbin, who was obviously willing to fight her. Wonwoo didn’t move though, he simply gestured for Yubin to take the lead in heading back to the house. She complied but gave one last glare towards their antagonists. She was followed by Felix, who hated fighting and wanted to get away as quickly as he could. Jacob gently nipped the back of Changbin’s neck to force him to follow him. Wonwoo waited until the four were far enough away from the two females before he began backing into the forest, not letting his eyes leave the two. As he did, the more aggressive of the duo waved. 

“Bye bye puppies! Don’t go out and get rabies, it’d be a shame to have to put you down.” Obvious sarcasm lacing her voice. While Wonwoo was grateful to be getting away from the female, a part of him wanted to go back if only just to be around her. Which was definitely a strange feeling, but nothing too concerning.

[jamaisjoons]

ribbons | pjm & jjk

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 your boyfriend, jimin, arranges the best birthday present you could have ever asked for 〞established relationship au. pwp au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: jimin x reader x jungkook

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff ⋆ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 11k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: threesome, exhibitionism, voyeurism, public fingering, jungkook eating pussy like a champ in the back of a car, light bondage, dirty talk, dom! Jungkook, dom! Jimin, sub! Reader, use of sex toys, wax play, orgasm control, jimin being a freaky little voyeur, male masturbation, orgasm denial, pussy eating, squirting, cum eating, reader being punished with a hard spanking from the muscle bun, reader with a pain kink, praise, penetrative sex, handjob, creampie, breeding kink, impregnation kink, sloppy seconds, cum play, overstimulation, forced orgasm, soft jikook aftercare

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: those warnings,,,, 𝘺𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴,,, but anyway i’m still on writing hiatus until may 22nd cause of exams BUT!!!! it was my best friend and president of jikook nation @devotedpark‘s birthday yesterday (may the 4th be with u bitch) and so i wrote this for her as a birthday present! happy birthday bitch, i love u

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Dusk slowly approached as you wandered through the streets of soul, your heels clicking against the concrete of the pavement. The sky was tinged a beautiful dusky pink, blending in with a darker purple as the sun slowly set behind Seoul’s skyline. The spring air was slightly crisp, the surface of your skin prickling with goosebumps and you pulled your coat closer to your body. You were currently on your way towards Ossu Seiromushi, Seokjin’s newly opened restaurant. You had no idea what had been planned for you today; all you knew was that your amazingly thoughtful boyfriend, Park Jimin, had delivered a gorgeous bouquet of dark velvet red and pale champagne roses to your house today along with a note that said to ‘dress nice’ and meet him at Seokjin’s restaurant at precisely eight o’clock.

You had no idea why he’d said precisely eight o’clock. You see, after four and a half years, you knew your boyfriend and you knew him very well. Well enough to know, he’d be at least ten minutes late. And you weren’t wrong, it was currently five minutes to eight and he had just texted you to let you know he’d been delayed by fifteen minutes. And that was the exact reason you were currently wandering through the streets of Seoul, walking at your own pace. You were currently by the outskirts of Seokchon lake, strolling under a grove of cherry blossom trees, showers of blush pink petals scattering in the wind every time the trees rustled.

You continued aimlessly walking down the grove until you neared the streets that would lead you to Seokjin’s restaurant. You quickly glanced at your watch, realising you had about five minutes left until you had to meet your boyfriend. You picked up your pace and began meandering your way through the inner streets until you finally got to the restaurant. As usual, there was a queue of people awaiting to enter and be seated. You shot a sheepish, apologetic smile as you cut the queue. The people all groaning as you entered the restaurant, knowing you would have had a reservation before them. The maître d met you at the doors and almost instantaneously recognised you. He quickly bowed and gestured for you to follow him.

“____-ssi. Park-ssi is waiting for you” He said and you smiled as you followed him towards the back, where the private booths were. Jimin was already seated at the table, dressed impeccably in his black slacks, a dark blue velvet blazer and white t-shirt; the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing delicious smooth tan skin, the slight curve of his collarbones almost on display; his black Chanel necklace dangling just at the base of his throat. His hair was currently a light shade of blonde-brown and styled to the side, his forehead revealed. All in all, even sitting there, he looked like sex on legs; his shoulders relaxed as his eyes flit across the menu. The maître d beckons you to give him your coat and you slowly slide it off, handing it towards him.

“Park-ssi, your guest has arrived” The maître d says, announcing you before bowing and taking his leave. Jimin immediately turns his gaze towards you, his eyes roving over your figure.

“Wow… you look beautiful” Jimin says and you blush slightly under his perusal of your figure.

“Thank you” You reply and Jimin extends his hand, beckoning you to sit in beside him. You look at him questioningly but does as he says. Now that you think about it, the booth is bigger than it needs to be for just the two of you; it’s one continuous U-shaped sofa and could easily fit six people.

“Are people joining us?” You ask curiously and Jimin nods with a smile.

“We’ve been really busy since the comeback and promotions but Jungkookie and Hoseokie-hyung said they wanted to celebrate with us. Hobi-hyung is bringing Sooyun as well. They were just here, but they’ve-“ Jimin begins, however, he’s quickly cut off by the rest of your party.

“Wow speak of the devil” Jimin mutters as he gets up, letting you slide back out.

“____! Happy birthday! Sorry we’re late. Well we weren’t. We were here before but Hobi left the damn gift in the car so we went to get it” Sooyun quickly rambles as she pulls you into a hug and you laugh at her, hugging her back. As soon as Sooyun let’s go, Hoseok pulls you in for a hug.

“Happy birthday! Here, Yunnie picked it out, so if you hate it, yell at her” Hoseok says as he thrusts the gift into your hand. You hear Sooyun let out a yelp of protest before she smacks her boyfriend in the chest. Hoseok playfully shrieks as he rubs his chest; Sooyun sticking her tongue out in response.

“Happy birthday!” Jungkook says, smiling in his cute little bunny smile, from beside Hoseok and Sooyun. Although, despite his innocent smile, you can’t help but notice the way his eyes trail up and down your body. You stiffen slightly, trying to fight the blush that is no doubt crawling its way around your cheeks. You had always been attracted to Jungkook, something about his bunny smile paired with his rippling muscles always turned you on. However, you’d never act on it. It was just a small crush, brought from his playful teasing and cute charms. You’d never betray Jimin like that, especially with his maknae and group mate.

“Come on! Let’s sit and eat, Jimin said he had other plans for you later” Sooyun says and you quickly nod. The five of you begin sliding into the curved booth. Sooyun and Hoseok find themselves on one end, you and Jimin on the other as Jungkook sits in the middle, in the bend of the booth.

“So, what did Jimin get you?” Hoseok asks curiously and you frown slightly, knowing Jimin had yet to give you your present but just as you move to answer, Jungkook cuts you off quickly.

“Jimin and I got you a joint present, but I think he wanted to give it to you later” Jungkook says and you eye him curiously, wondering why and what they could have gotten you. Jimin’s present were usually well thought-out and incredibly personal; so, you really had no idea what or why it was a joined present this year.

“We’re going to have it brought to your apartment” Jimin says cryptically and you narrow your eyes at him. Perhaps it was a car? You had been complaining that you needed a new one soon, after your engine bust and left you stranded on the outskirts of Seoul one day. But that was far too extravagant a gift and not nearly as personal.

“Come on, let’s order. The food is amazing and Seokjin-hyung said it’s on the house, his present to you” Jimin said and you giggled. You could almost imagine the panic on Seokjin’s face when he had undoubtedly forgotten it was your birthday and thus came up with the plan of a free meal. The five of you quickly grabbed your menus and began perusing as you started passing comments between each other about what looked good, whether you could share (Jungkook was a firm no, it was his food even if he considered everyone else’s food free real estate) and what you’d order.

A short while later, the five of you fell into easy conversation; starters pilling onto the table as you began digging in. Part way through, Jungkook and Jimin had a small chopstick war on who could grab the last piece of sushi – Jungkook had, of course won, and you simply rolled your eyes; laughing it off with Sooyun and Hoseok. However, in doing so, you had missed the slight exchange between Jimin and Jungkook behind your head.

Soon, the mains started arriving and you were deep in conversation with Hoseok and Sooyun. Hoseok had finally decided it was time move out of the Bangtan dorms and in with Sooyun; especially considering he had just proposed to her. The two were now slowly settling into their beautiful apartment just outside Gangnam; close enough to Big Hit’s heart quarters and the boys’ dorm but far enough for them to still begin planning their wedding and thinking about starting their family. Sooyun rambled on and on, gushing about what their wedding theme would be and what she envisioned it being, Hoseok smiling softly at her as he indulged her.

You reached your chopsticks over for the rice, still engrossed in your conversation with Sooyun. In fact, you were so engrossed that you almost choked on your rice the second Jimin’s hand began pulling your dress up, slowly exposing your thighs under the table. Sooyun looked at you in alarm and hastily handed you a glass of water.

“Are you okay?” She asked and you frantically nodded, kicking Jimin lightly under the table before sending him a warning glare. He simply narrowed his eyes at you, pinching your thigh and you immediately knew what was coming. He was in a dominant mood and there was nothing you could do to stop whatever he had planned for you. You swallowed thickly, Jimin’s eyes signalling for you to act calm as his fingers slowly danced up and down supple flesh of your now exposed thighs.

“Yeah sorry, it just went down the wrong way” You excuse weakly. Jimin always did have a penchant for public foreplay; nothing turned him on more than riling you up in public where anyone could catch you. The thrill of the danger of being caught excited him far too much and there was nothing you could do but simply let it happen. You took in a deep breath and then smiled at Sooyun, beckoning her to continue. From the corner of your eye, you saw Jimin smirk as he continued his conversation with Jungkook across you.

You felt his plump finger lazily draw circles into your skin, slowly trailing higher and higher until his cool knuckles brushed against your heated, panty-covered core. You sucked in a deep breath as you felt him slowly pull your panties to the side, a finger tracing over your dewy folds. Your breathing because very slightly laboured as you felt the cold of his rings graze against your clit. The slight stimulation caused you to shift imperceptibly, trying to close your legs and deny him access. However, to your surprise, you felt another hand on your thigh slowly prying them apart and giving Jimin further access. Your head snapped to the side, eyes wide as you started at the maknae, even if his attention was solely on his conversation with Hoseok. Your gaze shifted down slightly, to where Jungkook’s larger palm was nonchalantly on your other thigh, keeping your leg slightly parted open.

“We were going to wait till later. But Jungkook and I thought we should give you part of our present now” Jimin said, his words whispered, disguised under the guise of brushing his lips against the side of your head. You heard Sooyun let out a soft coo at the action. If only she knew.

“What? What do you mean?” You stutter out, your core throbbing, you voice just barely above a breathless whisper. Did Jimin mean what you thought he meant?

“I know the way you look at him Angel. The way your eyes trail his body when he dances, when he’s in working out shirtless… I know you have a little crush on Jungkookie. But it’s okay, cause he has a crush on you too. And I love you both enough to share. Happy birthday Angel” Jimin says and you bite your lip, looking at him in a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

“Jimin…” You whisper, trailing off in slight uneasiness. It wasn’t a secret that Jimin was a jealous lover and a possessive boyfriend. He loved having you to himself, hated sharing and got angry even at the playful flirting between you and the rest of the boys; and yet here he was practically serving up one of your wildest fantasies on a silver platter.

“____, it’s okay. I promise. I wouldn’t have suggested or even asked Jungkook if I wasn’t a hundred percent sure. But if you don’t feel comfortable, if you want to say no. Then that’s fine too” Jimin reassures and his voice is confident and full of assurance.

“Do you want this?” Jimin asks quietly, eyes earnestly watching you and you barely have to think on it. You know you want this. More than anything. It had been your deepest, darkest fantasy since you’d met the two boys. In fact, Jungkook had been the first one to grab your eye even if Jimin was the love of your life. Granted, you wouldn’t ever give Jimin up, but that didn’t mean you were stupid enough to pass up an opportunity to spend the night with both of them.

“Good girl, now open your legs for us. Jungkookie has fantastic fingers… or so I’m told” Jimin says when you nod your consent. You bite the inside of your lip and spread your thighs slightly. One of Jungkook’s palms immediately wraps around your thigh, hooking it over his own as he spread you out further, giving both of them unhindered access to your now pulsating cunt. You try and suppress your blush and a small part of your wants to shut them and run away. However, the bigger, exhibitionist side of you, has your nerves on fire and arousal practically leaking at being fingered in the restaurant, just opposite two of your best friends.

All thought of running however, disappear when Jungkook trails a finger up and down your slit. You lurch forward slightly, the action completely startling you. Luckily, you’re able to disguise it as a change in your seating, scooting slightly closer to Jungkook. Jungkook continues trailing his fingers up and down your dewy folds, Jimin own fingers joining the fray. Their touches are featherlight and simply not enough and each motion is slowly driving you crazy. You need more. You let out a barely audible whimper when you feel two of Jimin’s fingers slowly spread your lips open, peeling them apart and exposing your heated core to the cool of the restaurant. You feel Jimin flick his thumb over your clit before softly rubbing; brushing up and down as Jungkook’s fingers slowly slips down further, to where your core is practically dripping on the seat at this point. His slender pointed fingers gather your slick and rub them around your pussy before you feel the tip slowly begin slipping into your core.

Your grip on your chopsticks tighten as you try your best to keep a straight face, lest it crumples into one of pleasure and you give the game away. Luckily, Sooyun is once again rambling about her wedding plans and thus not paying too much attention to you. Your breath quickened slightly as you felt Jungkook shallowly pump his fingers in and out of you, Jimin’s thumb rolling your clit hard. You need more than that and you quietly buck into Jungkook, trying to urge him to delve deeper into you core. Jungkook heeds your wants and slips his finger in slowly as deep as he could before curling it in a ‘come hither’ motion, the pad of his thumb brushing against the spongy spot inside you and you bucked into his hand involuntarily. You saw him smirk from the corner of your eyes and a small, very miniscule part of you wants to reach over and smack that smirk off of his face. Or kiss it off. You’d settle for either at this point.

Suddenly, Jungkook pulls his finger out and your walls flutter at the sudden emptiness, almost whining at the loss of his touch. However, you’re not disappointed for long because suddenly he’s plunging two fingers into you, opening you out for him. You jerk forward all of a sudden at the unexpected intrusion, your pussy pulsating around Jungkook’s digits as he slowly scissors you, spreading and stretching your pussy out. Sooyun and Hoseok jump in alarm, looking at you worriedly and you give them a sheepish smile, your face heating up in both embarrassment and arousal. Jungkook however doesn’t ceases his actions; instead he begins fucking his fingers into you quickly and you’re mortified to hear the slight squelching off your pussy. It’s barely audible over the rest of the hubbub of the restaurant, but you can hear it and that’s enough to set off the exhibitionist in you.

“Sorry, I just suddenly got a stomach cramp. I think I’ve eaten too much” You lie, swallowing thickly and praying that they believe your excuse. Meanwhile, Jimin’s pointer finger and thumb begin rolling your clit between his digits, lightly pinching and pulling.

“Angel, I’ve told you to be careful. You always do this” Jimin says as he moves his thumb from your clit, but his eyes glint evilly and a second later you know why. Not a moment after he finishes speaking, you can feel his slightly thicker, fingers slowly push into you beside Jungkook’s; his digits are thicker and simply add a pleasurable burn to your pussy as you’re fingered wide open for them. You let out a small whimper at the slight stinging in your walls, this time definitely audible.

“God, are you sure you’re okay? Do you need some painkillers? Maybe it’s time to call it a night?” Hoseok says looking at your face, now contorted into a grimace. Jungkook and Jimin pull their fingers out of you suddenly and you can breathe easier, the stinging sensation slowly ebbing away; however, you let out a whine at the sudden emptiness of your dripping cunt. You turn to Jimin, a pleading look on your face, as you silently beg him to get you out of here. Jimin slips your panties back into place and shifts your thighs, pulling your dress back down as Jungkook unhooks your thigh from around his.

“Yeah, Angel you don’t look so well. I think we should head home” Jimin says, his voice sweet and innocent as he discreetly wipes his sticky fingers on his napkin.

“Aww, but the food is so good… although, you really don’t look good ____. I think we should head off. Babe, do you wanna let the waiter know we’re done? I’ll help Jimin take ____ to the car” Sooyun offers and Jimin immediately shakes his head.

“No, no Sooyun-ah. It’s okay. I didn’t bring my car so Jungkook said he’d drive us home. You can head off with Hobi-hyung and Kookie can help me with ____” Jimin says quickly and Sooyun nods as all of you get up. The four of you quickly exist, Hoseok joining once he lets the waiter know you were done and making sure it was charged to Seokjin’s tab.

“I had fun today ____, we should do it again! Next time we won’t overeat though” Sooyun says with a wink as she hugs you goodbye, Hoseok following her. Once the two have left, you turn to Jimin and Jungkook, eyes slightly narrowed.

“I cannot believe you did that!” You admonish but the two only smirk down at you. Jimin steps forehead and immediately your confidence deflates, your pussy clamping at how good your boyfriend looks in the low light of the restaurant and city lights.

“But you enjoyed it. And there’s a whole lot more where that came from” Jimin says, grabbing you by the waist and dragging you over to Jungkook’s car. He beckons you to slip into the backseat, and you quickly slide in. However, you don’t expect Jimin to walk over to the driver seat or Jungkook to slide in next to you. He turns to you with a small reassuring smile and you smile back, a light blush on your cheeks as you remember how good his fingers felt.

“Jungkookie, I’m going to drive us home where we’ll give ____ her entire present. Until then, I think you should make her scream” Jimin says as he looks at the two of you through the rear-view mirror. Your eyes widen slightly and Jungkook laughs.

“Gladly hyung” Jungkook says before turning to you. He pulls you in for a quick kiss, his soft lips pressing into you before breaking away and trailing kisses down your jaw and neck. Your hands trail from his shoulders to the nape of his neck, fingers curling through his hair as he slowly pushes your body down on the seat. He kneels down on the floor of the car, the position slightly awkward.

Spreading your legs, Jungkook slips his hands under your dress and pulls your thong down your legs before bringing it up to his nose, inhaling deeply with a groan. You watch his actions with lust filled, half lidded eyes, Jungkook’s large, doe eyes stare directly into yours as he slowly spreads your legs, exposing your bare pussy to his eyes. He lets out a small hiss at how wet you are, slightly swollen from being fingered, lips and clit puffy with arousal. He licks his lips and nuzzles his nose against your folds, whining at the smell of your sweet pussy.

“I knew you’d have a pretty cunt. God, you smell so good. You have no idea how long I’ve waited to taste this pretty little pussy” Jungkook confesses and you’re taken aback by the sudden dirty talk. You had no idea that sweet, innocent little Jungkook could say such words. Your core flutters and you know Jungkook sees from the way he licks his lips, eyes staring directly at your cunt.

He lunged forward and pressed his soft lips against your folds, licking along the slit in one slick motion, revelling in the way you begin leaking with each passing second. You shudder in arousal and spread your legs even further, trying to give him as much access as you possible can. Your hands slowly delve into his hair, finger nails raking along his scalp as he moves his tongue up and down your slick pussy lips, tasting each and every inch of you except for that one spot. You throw your head back, hitting it against the car seat as your eyes flutter closed, revelling in the way his tongue works you over. Your hips slowly begin rocking against his face, Jungkook’s hands trailing under you to grip handfuls of your fleshy ass, pulling your hips off of the seat and closer into his face.

“Jung-kook, please” You stammer, as he continuously avoids your clit. Your head lolls to the side and you try to open your eyes but suddenly he’s plunging his tongue inside you, slurping at your juices and you buck hard into his mouth, your eyes shutting from ecstasy once again. You feel Jungkook smirk against your folds but you’re too far gone to care. Your stomach clenches and you can feel the coil in your stomach slowly tighten as you feel your orgasm nearing.

“Fuck that’s so hot… we’re almost home. Jungkook, make her cum” Jimin orders and Jungkook moans at the way your pussy clamps around his tongue. Jungkook’s tongue begins moving even faster, lashing against your cunt as he eats you out messily. His lips are soaked in your juices and the car is filled with the scent of your musk, the sound of your soft whimpers and your soaked pussy.

All of a sudden, Jungkook’s lips wrap around your engorged, neglected little bundle of nerves. You let out a small shriek, hips bucking wildly, fingers tightening in his hair as he begins suckling and nibbling. Your thighs begin shaking and when Jungkook sucks particularly hard, you cum all of a sudden. You cry out his name, your stomach clenching as your muscles contract forcefully, back arching violently. Jungkook continues suckling on the nib, nipping it gently and licking torturously slow as he draws out your orgasm. His hands on your ass gripping tighter as he pulls your pussy flush against his lips; eyes focus on the way your face is crumpled into an expression of pure, unadultered rapture.

You cum wet and Jungkook groans at the sudden gush of wetness from your core, his mouth detaching from your clit to move back to your core. His lips suckle at your honeyed hole, tongue laving and lapping up all your cum as you continuously gush out and onto his tongue. You’re thick and sticky in his mouth, his tongue completely coated with the taste of you. He swallows your cum, drinking you up as if a man starved. Your legs continuously shake around his face as you breathe heavily, the high of your orgasm slowly ebbing away and leaving you with nothing but the need to be filled up.

The car comes to a halt, the two of you jerking slightly. Jungkook catches you quickly and you lay limp against him. Your muscles feel like jelly and you’re far too lethargic in your post orgasmic bliss to move. You hear a car door opening and suddenly Jimin is by your side, slowly picking up your limp form. You press lazy kisses into his jaw, hands trailing all over his chest.

“Want you. Want you both in me” You say, voice slightly whiny and Jimin’s grip around your waist tightens.

“Don’t worry Angel, the night hasn’t ended yet” Jimin says and you can hear the slight threat in his voice. With each passing second, the euphoria of your high fades and you slowly come to. Excitement buzzes in your veins as Jimin and Jungkook enter your building. The three of you walk over to the lift, and before long you’re at your apartment door.

Jimin quickly finds your keys in your purse, unlocking your door. He gestures of Jungkook to carry you into your room. You can hear them speaking to each other, but it’s too quiet for you to discern what it is exactly that they are saying. You don’t have to wait for long however because soon Jungkook is grabbing you by the waist and dragging you to your bedroom, Jimin wandering off somewhere else. You and Jungkook stand in the threshold of your bedroom, his eyes gazing down at you as he takes in your beautifully flushes faced and blown out eyes; undoubtedly your body still quivering from the aftershocks of your orgasm. Jungkook’s hand moved to cup your neck, fingers splaying across the delicate flesh of your throat. His other hand wandered around to the tie at the back of your dress; the only thing keeping the wrap of your dress held together.

Nimble fingers slowly untie the ribbons; the material of your dress falling open and exposing some of your flesh to the chill of your room. Jungkook’s mouth dries up as he slowly unwraps you; his long dexterous fingers slowly slide across the smooth expanse of your back and you let out a quiet gasp as his cold palms brush against your warm skin. Jungkook presses his palm firmly into the small of your back and pulls you in close. He slowly walks you backwards, pushing you until your knees hit the bend and then he gets to work. Bending over, his lips brush against your throat, your head thrown back as you bear the rest of your neck to him. He slowly hunches over, pressing soft kisses against your collar bone as he slowly slides your dress off of you, kissing each inch of skin as it’s slowly exposed.

He brushes the material off your body, leaving you completely exposed; standing completely naked in front of him. Your nipples immediately harden from the cold of your room and Jungkook’s eyes darken as he takes in the sight of your flushed body, breath slightly laboured. His hand moves to grip at your hip, thumb brushing against your hip bone. Slowly he teases his hands up your side before cupping your breast from the side, flicking your nipple up and down between his thumb. You let out a small whine and arch into his touch, Jungkook groaning from above you.

“Gods, you have no fucking idea how long I’ve waited to see you like this. How much it killed me knowing Jimin got to see you fucked out under him every day. You’re so beautiful, it’s not fair he gets to have you to himself. I should have had you, I saw you first. It’s not fair” Jungkook confesses, eyes dark with desire and truth as he takes in every single inch of your body. You can almost cut the tension with a knife as you stare at Jungkook, unsure of what to do or say because how do you respond to your boyfriend’s best friend practically confessing to you just before you engage in a threesome with said boyfriend’s best friend and boyfriend.

“It’s not my fault I plucked the courage to ask her out first” Jimin suddenly says and suddenly you’re blushing, guilt almost pooling in your stomach. But Jimin’s tone is light and teasing and you wonder if something was going on that you didn’t know. Jungkook lets out a small scoff before shrugging.

“Did you get it?” Jungkook asks and Jimin nods before brandishing a roll of three-inch-wide, red silk ribbon along with a few other items that he keeps hidden from view in a bag. Your abdomen immediately plummets and your loins ignite with fire as you imagine just what they’ve planned for you.

“Get on the bed Angel, on your knees” Jimin commands and you slowly comply on shaky legs. You turn around crawl towards the middle of the bed, Jungkook and Jimin sucking in a breath as they take in the sight of your rounded ass, wet pussy peeking through your soft fleshy thighs. You turn yourself over and place your wrists together in front of you, legs under you with your knees bent.

“Fuck… that’s a beautiful sight” Jungkook says as he takes the ribbon and slowly wraps them around your wrists, binding them together. He brings them up to his lips and presses a soft kiss on the heel of your palms.

“Is that alright? Too tight?” Jungkook asks, concern etched on his face and you move your wrists slightly before shaking your head. The ribbons are secure enough to keep your wrists bound, the material of the silk soft and leaving enough space for your blood to circulate.

“No, it’s perfect thank you” You say with a slight blush and Jungkook smiles his little bunny smile above you.

“Do you have a safe word Sweetheart?” Jungkook asks and you feel your core throb, wondering just what they had in store that may require you to use your safe word. Meanwhile, Jimin slowly pulls up a chair, making himself comfortable as he watches the two of you with dark eyes. You assume he’s not going to join in until later, simply watching his best friend fuck you. The thought turns you on beyond what you thought was possible.

“Raspberries” You reply and Jungkook and he nods before placing another kiss on your temple. And then he flips you over onto your knees so fast, you almost get whiplash. You’re slightly reeling from his sudden change in demeanour; long gone the innocent little maknae and in his place a muscular, 21-year old man, who’s ready to fuck you until you’re quivering.

“You’ve got the nicest ass, you know?” Jungkook says before spanking it, watching the way it jiggles. You let out a small moan and thrust your ass back out, shaking it slightly.

“Fuck, if I’d known how submissive you really were… I’d have fucked you long ago” Jungkook groans, his voice a couple octaves deeper, voice gravelly and dripping with his Busan Satoori.

His hands wandered along the length of your back before cupping one of your ass cheeks in his huge palm, slowly spreading it open. You bit your lip, head burrowing into the pillow as you were completely exposed for him. You feel one of his other hands brush against your hot, dewy lips. You’re complete drenched now. Strings of your arousal drip out of you in thick gloopy strands. Your thighs glisten under the light, your arousal leaking out of you in such copious amounts Jungkook had a feeling he could just slide into you without any resistance.

“Jungkook-“ You groan out, his thumbs slowly spreading your cunt open. He places a soft kiss against your cunt and then he’s gone. You try to turn around but hear a tut of disapproval from your boyfriend.

“I don’t think we gave you permission to move Angel. Stay like that” Jimin orders and you whimper, your head turning back to burry into the sheets. You feel as if you’re on the edge of a knife, ass up in their air, thighs spread and face buried in the mattress and bound hands attempting to brace your body against the mattress. You can’t see what’s going on, but you can hear the rustling of plastic as Jungkook moves around. The tension is slowly driving you wild, unsure of what to do or what’s coming. You’re a sitting duck.

Suddenly, you hear a low buzzing sound and then Jungkook’s fingers are pushing a vibrator through your pussy lips. You let out a small shriek at the sudden intrusion, thighs quivering as he works the length of the small vibrator into you. The low, powerful vibrations rock throughout your walls, the stimulation forcing your pussy to clamp and clench uncontrollably. Jungkook slowly pushes in, until finally you feel the slightly flared base against the outer walls of your cunt. Jungkook spanks your ass again and you whimper under him, grinding against the air, thighs quivering with each and every one of the strong vibrations right at the apex of your thighs.

“I’m going to play with you like this Sweetheart, but don’t you dare cum. If you do, I’ll punish you” Jungkook warns and you let out a small groan as your pussy gushes with another stream of your slick.

Your body is already growing incredibly sensitive, especially with your previous orgasm and you’re unsure how you’re supposed to control yourself and stop yourself from cumming. Sweat beaded along your forehead as you tried to think of something, anything else to stop yourself from being pushed over the edge. A small part of you wanted to cum and accept the punishment; but you had no idea just how Jungkook would punish you and the other part of you didn’t want to take the chance. You bite your lips and attempt to shift, closing your thighs but it only causes the vibrations to intensifying, making you let out a small whine.

“Keep your thighs spread sweetheart. I don’t want you to move” Jungkook ordered and you almost sob at how unfair he’s being. You clench your fists into the sheets, nails digging into your palm and then Jungkook is turning your head slightly. You come face to face with Jimin and suddenly, you’re cursing him for the unfairness all over again.

There, sat on the seat, is your boyfriend. He’s still completely dressed in his suit, top button undone. But his hair is sweaty and pushed back, his trousers unbuttoned and cock pulled out. It stands high, at an average length but so achingly thick. His posture is relaxed, one hand gripping his thick shaft and mindlessly playing with the angry red head as his gaze is focused on you. The scene is completely erotic and you try to focus on something else, but the sight of Jimin’s cock just draws you in no matter how much you want to look away.

You don’t have to worry for too long however. Because suddenly, you feel the searing sensation of burning hot wax on the small of your back, just at the top of your fleshy ass cheeks. You let out a hiss of pain laced with pleasure, back arching and legs shaking as the wax begins cooling against your skin. You let out a small cry, the pain of the wax mingling with the pleasurably vibrations between your legs. There’s no way you won’t cum, you can already feel your end nearing and Jungkook has barely even begun playing with you.

“Oh… gods” You breathe out, your voice stuttered as Jungkook drips another few drops of the wax on your skin, this time just above your pussy. You bite your lip so hard, you break the skin and the taste of metal iron fills your mouth. Jungkook pressed a kiss to your pussy, the vibrator shifting slightly and nudging against your g-spot. You buck your hips, trying to get away from him but Jungkook continuously alternates between dripping the hot wax on your skin and peppering light kisses, trying to alleviate the smarting skin.

“Please… Jungkook, I’m going to cum” You mewl, you can feel the intense pooling of heat in your abdomen and no you’re end is near. You buck into him, wanting more as your toes clench and unclench in anticipation. And then, suddenly it all stops. Jungkook rips the vibrator out of you and your pussy is clenching around nothing.

“No! Please!” You scream, begging for release but Jungkook simply tuts, spanking your ass.

“I said no” Jungkook says and you can feel the way he’s eying your leaking hole, watching the way your muscles imperceptibly shake. You can feel the impending orgasm slowly fade away and you’re left feeling empty again. And then Jungkook is pushing the vibrator back into you. You let out a little squeal, the powerful vibrations once again rocking through your entire body. Jungkook begins dripping wax over you again, this time on different erogenous spots on your back as he suckles tiny kisses into your inner thighs, leaving little flower bruises.

The intensity of the vibrations and Jungkook’s ministrations quickly bring your orgasm back with a raging vengeance. However, Jungkook can now spot the signs of your oncoming climax and once again he’s pulling away just at the crux of your high. You let out a pained cry as once again your orgasm is ripped away from you. You cry in frustration, small tears rolling down your cheeks as you practically beg him to let you cum. Jungkook’s refuses, simply waiting for your approaching orgasm once again fade away. And then it begins all over again, Jungkook pushing the vibrator into you.

“Don’t cum. I’m not going to control it now. If you cum, I will punish you” Jungkook warns once again and you shake your head with a cry, knowing that there’s no way you’d be able to stop yourself from cumming at this point.

You’re far too sensitive, your nerves burning with pleasure and pussy almost painfully aching from hypersensitisation and the continuous pulsing of the vibrator in your pussy. And then abruptly, you felt the sweltering sensation of wax near your clit. You all but scream at the pain and then he’s peeling off the cooled wax and wrapping his mouth around the small bundle of nerves, soothingly laving at it. He lightly suckles your clit and you know you’re fucked.

The mixture of the pain along with Jungkook’s suckling mixed with the vibrations in your pussy push you over the edge. You cum and you cum hard, screaming out his name as your muscles lock. Your back arches and you throw your head back, eyes rolling into the back of your skull. Jungkook continues suckling at your clit, his fingers now thrusting the vibrator in and out of you and suddenly your vision goes white, black spots blinding your vision.

Jungkook jerks back slightly when your force of your contracting pussy pushes the vibrator out of you. And then you’re gushing, your pussy squirting all over his shirt and the bed; leaving everything wet and covered in your cum. His mouth wraps around your leaking hole, lapping at your quivering walls and drinking in your thick cum. You cry out his name, begging him to stop as your body is pushed into oversensitivity, wrists fighting the bindings so that you could push him off of you. But Jungkook continues, drawing out of orgasm and then forcing you to ride out the aftershocks.

When your orgasm finally subsides and you come back too, your vision clearing, the first thing you see is Jimin stroking his cock. His thumb slowly playing with his head as he rubs around his leaking precum. His cock looks wet and sticky and you yearn to wrap your mouth around his cock and have him fuck your face. Your legs are still shaking and you whine as Jungkook continuously laps at your dripping cum. You feel the wet, stickiness of the sheets around you and groan as you realised you squirted. Jungkook finally pulls away and then he’s grabbing your hair, pulling it and turning you to face him. He’s got a domineering look on his face, lips pulled into a smirk as he towers over you.

“I don’t think I gave you permission to cum Sweetheart. I think you need to be reminded off who’s in charge” Jungkook says and you immediately blanch, your blood running cold. You feel his large hand pushing your head back into the bed and you try to plead with him, but you’re cut off by a loud slap that echoes through the room and a sudden stinging sensation on the flesh of your ass, a cry forcing itself out of you. Jungkook smirks above you, his large hand raised before bringing it down hard against your supple ass once again, watching with lust as your ass ripples under him while you cry out loudly. His spanks are harder than before, the punishing force behind each and every impact increasing with each and every one of his spanks.

“Be quiet Sweetheart, unless you want someone to hear you” Jungkook warns as he continues spanking your ass until it’s raw and bruised. His words fall on deaf ears however as you continuously scream and cry out under him, tears spilling down your cheeks as you tried to shift your ass to evade the blows. Your hips raised up and moved side to side to try and dodge the spankings, but each and every one of Jungkook’s strikes land on target. You sob and struggle under him, wrists pulling at the silk ties binding your hands as you try and keep yourself up right but your actions only feed into Jungkook’s spank as he continues his punishment, your ass growing redder and redder as he continued.

“Jungkook… stop… oh god please. It hurts,” You beg and cry under him as pain flares along your ass cheeks. Jungkook simply moves his hand down slightly, spreading out his spanks as he begins to slap your thighs, the sensation making you squeal in protest. Jungkook’s hand pulls your head up by your hair, but he continues slapping your ass.

You’re crying freely now, makeup smeared and undoubtedly messy as you stare at the way Jimin is furiously palming his cock, his gaze focused on your ass. The sight of your tears however, has Jimin immediately getting up and walking over to you. His face is etched into one of concern as he kneels in front of you. His hands slowly wipe at your tears, kissing your face. He looks at your crying, screaming form as Jungkook continuously spanks your ass raw. Jimin’s eyes search your face, eyebrows creasing slightly as he realises how intensely Jungkook is spanking your ass.

“Angel… do you need to use the safe word? You remember it right? It’s raspberries” Jimin says, slightly concerned that you may have forgotten as he soothingly wipes your tears away. He knows you enjoy pain mixed with your pleasure, but he was worried that Jungkook was pushing you beyond what you could handle and that the pain was outdone by the pleasure. However, to his surprise, he’s cut off when you shake your head, your demeanour changing slightly as you stop evading the blows. Jungkook watches you carefully, his spanks slowing down as you whimper and cry beneath him. Jimin sends Jungkook a look and he spanks you one last time. Jimin picks you up and kisses you softly, your body still shaking and ass smarting. Jungkook’s palm slowly smooths over your burning ass, appreciating his work and cooing you with soft kisses to your temple.

“Shh. Angel, shhh, stop crying now. It’s okay, you did so well. You were so good for Jungkookie. You took your punishment so well Angel. You’re such a good girl” Jimin praises as he joins Jungkook in peppering your temple wit soft kisses. You hiccup between them, the tears finally stopping, your hips squirming from the sensation of Jungkook’s jean glad thighs brushing against your red raw ass. Jimin begins playing with your clit, amazed at how sopping wet you still are.

“You were so good Sweetheart. So good. Our baby deserves a reward” Jungkook groans as his fingers join Jimin’s in playing with your pussy. Jimin slowly kisses down your body before pressing light kisses into your breast. His mouth takes a nipple into his mouth, suckling and nibbling lightly as Jungkook mindlessly teased your pussy.

“Please. Please, I need you in me. Anywhere, please” You beg, your throat hoarse and gravelly from screaming.

“I think you deserve that after being such a good girl” Jungkook says. You hear the rustling of clothing as you assume Jungkook begins stripping, Jimin still licking and suckling at your nipples.

Jungkook spreads your legs slightly, rubbing his length up and down your completely sodden pussy, teasing your engorged clit and sending electrical waves of pleasure running up and down your spine. Jungkook leans over slightly, kissing the back of your shoulder blade. You trembled in anticipation as Jungkook loomed over you. His thumbs slowly spread your cunt open, exposing the wet flesh of your insides and he lets out a little groan, eyes fixated on the way your pussy pulsates.

“God, you look so tight, but you’re so wet you’re dribbling all over the bed” Jungkook says, and then he’s spitting on his cock, rubbing it up and down before slowly guiding his cock into you. You whimper when the tip of his cock presses against the tight ring of muscle, not enough to penetrate but enough to tease.

“Do you want Kookie to fuck you Angel? I know I do. I want to watch as he fucks you open. I want to watch him fill you up with cum. And then I’ll fill you up with my cum too. Would you like that Angel?” Jimin asks, breaking away from your tits to stare at you deeply. You nod frantically, wanting nothing more than to have both their seed dripping out of you.

“Then tell him. Ask Jungkook to fuck you” Jimin says, pushing your hair behind your forehead. You’re currently on your knees, face to chest with Jimin, your bound wrists wresting against Jimin’s chest, palms pressing into the skin.

“Jungkook… fuck me please” You beg, head turning back and looking at him with pleading eyes. The way you beg has Jungkook losing all semblance of his restraint and he rears his hips back before thrusting forward with every ounce of his strength.

The rounded head of his dick paired with your slick easily has him forcing his way inside of you. Jungkook continues pushing in and you let out a shuddering scream, body shaking at the intrusion. He’s incredibly thick, not as thick as Jimin, but considerably longer. Jungkook continues pushing into you, manoeuvring his hips so that he can fit into the tight velvet cavern that is your pussy. The action forces a scream out of you, hips rotating and body shaking as you tried to take him all into you. You mouth gapes open, panting loudly and almost losing consciousness at the feeling of finally being so full.

“Oh fuck” Jungkook hisses as he finally bottoms out. He stills suddenly, one to allow your incredibly tight pussy to grow accustomed to his size, but also so he doesn’t cum from the sweeping moment of the incredible tightness of your rippling pussy. A couple moments later, Jungkook begins pulling himself out, groaning at the way your pussy clamps around him, trying to keep him inside. The sight is too much for him and he begins a punishing pace, mercilessly thrusting his cock into your body, forcing cries of pleasure out from under you.

“Is Kookie fucking you good Angel?” Jimin asks, his lips pressing into the supple skin of your throat. You nod above him, breathing heavily as you attempt to unbutton Jimin’s shirt with shaky hands. Jimin chuckles and presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, his own fingers helping you in ridding him off his suit blazer and shirt. As soon as his chest is exposed, you press your palms against it, slowly kissing and licking at his collarbones, leaving dark bruises in your wake.

Your skin is sweat soaked and only aids in the slapping noises of your skins against each other. Your muscles tense and flex involuntarily under Jungkook from the waves of pleasure wrought on your body from his thick cock spearing into you. Your hips roll to meet with each and every one of his thrusts, the loud slap of your meeting hips echoing through the room. Jimin grabs you by the throat, and pulls you up for another kiss, your body jerking against him with the force of each and every one of Jungkook’s thrusts. One of Jimin’s hands moves to play with your clit, causing you to let out a strangled cry, your hands reaching out to grasp Jimin’s cock.

“Fuck. Yeah, wank me off baby. God you’re so good. Does it feel good? Does it feel good having Jungkook fuck you open? Is he fucking you good Angel?” Jimin asks, his cock thrusting into your palms. You nod frantically, loving the way Jungkook’s head brushes against you g-spot every time he fucks into you. Jimin throws his head back, roughly thrusting his hand between your palms, the way his cock brushes against the soft silk only adding to his pleasure.

Jungkook forces himself deeper into you, your cries growing louder as his hips slam viciously into your still raw ass, the painful stings from your previous punishment mingling in with the smacking of his hips against your ass. The combined pain and pleasure has your eyes rolling back into your skull. Your toes begin curling, voice straining as your moans grow louder when you feel your orgasm approaching. Jimin smirks above you and then suddenly he’s pressing the vibrator against your clit.

“Chim- KOOK” You scream both their names, your body lurching and muscles flexing uncontrollably as Jimin presses the vibrator firmly and harshly against your throbbing clit. You breathing labours as you pant between them. Your fingers flex against Jimin’s cock, the soft tremors of them stimulating Jimin even further.

“Are you cumming Angel? Cum. Cream Jungkookie’s cock with your cum” Jimin orders. Jungkook has lost himself in the slick tightness that was your pussy, the sounds of his hip slapping against your still sensitive ass filling his ears. You begin crying out loudly, both his and Jimin’s ministrations finally becoming too much. Tears prickle in your ears and you cry out their names loudly as you finally relax and begin cumming around Jungkook’s cock.

Jungkook hisses at the way you tighten, both of you moaning and grunting, hips rolling and grinding in a stilted rhythm as you both hit the crux of your climax. Jungkook roars and shoves you forward, forcing you to release Jimin’s cock as he thrusts as hard and fast as he could into your body. You grip the covers at the edge of the bed, as Jungkook jackhammers into you with all his might. His chest is pressed against your back, raging cocking pulsating and burning inside you. Your pussy milks him for all he’s worth, velvety walls ripping around his smooth shaft.

Finally, with one last thrust, he climaxes. His cum erupts out of his dick, exploding inside you in an eruption of a white warm mess. He pushes his cock as deep into you as he could, filling you with his thick cum. You scream at the sensation of him cumming in your pussy, his load so hot that it feels like it’s burning you alive. Your pussy clenches tight, gripping Jungkook so tight that it practically tries to expel him out of you, making him whine in oversensitivity. You panted, body flopping into the mattress and muscles quivering as you both came down from your highs, Jungkook’s cock still buried deep inside you.

Jimin removes the vibrator from your clit and pushes Jungkook away. He flips you over onto your back, loving the way your tits bounce when you flop on the mattress below him. Jimin slowly spread your legs, watching in perverse satisfaction at the way Jungkook’s cum spills out of your fucked open cunt. Jimin rubs his cock up and down your pussy lips and you shake your head, far too sensitised. Jimin’s fingers play with the cum dripping out of you, his thick fingers sticking into you and pulling out Jungkook’s cum before pushing it back into you.

“Shit, Angel. Kookie’s cum is dripping out of you. He filled you up so much baby, fuck his baby into you” Jimin groans as he continues scooping Jungkook’s cum out of you, only to push it back into you. You whined at the stimulation, your pussy still in the aftershocks of your last orgasm. You feel Jungkook flop down beside you, his chest heaving. He flips onto his slide, pressing his head against your tits and soft playing with your sensitive nipples.

“I fucked her belly full of my seed, she’s going to be so swollen with my baby” Jungkook replies, his voice slightly taunting and Jimin let’s out a mix of a strained moan of pleasure and a possessive growl. He pushes his cock into you all of a sudden and you cry out with a yelp, wrists straining against the ribbons as you tried to push him away. Jungkook grabs your wrists and pulls them above you, keeping them locked in his grip. Jimin slides his cock in easily, the stretch slightly painful from both his enormously thick girth and the oversensitivity of your walls.

Jimin bends over and plunges his tongue into your mouth, pulling you in for a bruising kiss. He bites your lip gently, drawing out a pleasurable moan from you as he continues thrusting his cock into your tight cunt. Jimin pulls out completely, watching the way his cock leaves your pussy completely drenched in a mixture of both yours and Jungkook’s cum before thrusting back in. Your pussy squelched, the remnants of Jungkook’s cum being fucked both in and out of you from Jimin’s punishing pace. You cried underneath him, sobbing out his name as your pussy ached from both his and Jungkook’s battering.

“Jimin, I can’t please” You beg but Jimin simply growls.

“Not until I’ve fucked my cum into you Angel. Jungkook got to breed your pretty little pussy, but now it’s my turn. I’m going to fuck you so hard and then I’m going to fill this pretty cunt with my cum. Jungkookie and I are gonna get you nice and pregnant. Get you all swollen with our babies and then we’ll fuck even more of our cum into you” Jimin growls, his voice low and harsh and you throw your head back, pussy clamping at his words. Jimin hisses, one hand moving to play with your clit.

“You like that sweetheart? Yeah you do. I know you do. You love the idea of the both of us filling you with our cum. Breeding you over and over again until you’re leaking with our cum for days. Do you want that?” Jimin asks and you whine, your hips thrusting into his. Jimin however, doesn’t accept that as an answer and pinches your clit, drawing another cry out of you.

“I asked you a question Angel. Do you want me to fill you with my cum? To fill you up until you’re all swollen with my seed? Carrying my babies?” Jimin asked, angling his cock to thrust against your g-spot repeatedly. He spreads your legs wider, burying his cock into the hilt repeatedly, ball deep in your cunt; pelvic bone skimming across your clit with every thrust. One of his hands moves to splay against your abdomen, pressing into you and forcing you to tighten around him, feeling him deep in your guts.

“Yes! Please! Please cum in me. Fill me up with you cum… Jimin please” You plead, voice cracking as your throat strains to get the words out. Jimin grips your thigh, pushing it against your chest. The change in position allows him even deeper into you. You mewl under him, Jimin’s hands gripping at your hips and pulling you into his cock. He began impaling his cock even faster into you, his hips moving as a blur, his dick pumping into you over and over again.

Jimin shifted once again, knowing exactly where all your sweet spots are. You let out a small cry when his tip hammered into your g-spot over and over again, screeching out his name. You could feel your womb begin to tighten again, your words now incoherent as you lost every semblance of sanity. Your muscles contracted and you pulled against your restraints, wanting nothing more than to wrap your arms around him and pull him close to you. Jimin hissed, his hand moving down and pulling the leg that was pressed against your chest over his shoulder.

Jimin moves his hand back to your clit, fingers playing with your clit, rolling, prodding and pinching the nub as you cried out. You were far too gone into your own pleasure to know what was going on anymore, lost in the euphoric haze that was your building orgasm. All you could feel was Jimin fucking into you as hard and fast as he could, the way he grunted and panted over you, the sound of your skin slapping against each other. Jimin felt you walls clamp around him rhythmically once again and knew your orgasm was drawing nearer.

“Jimin…” You breathed out and your boyfriend shuddered at the sound. He bent over, capturing your lips between his.

“I know. It’s okay, last one. Last one and I’ll cum in you and fill you up okay? Just give me one more. Cum for me one more time” Jimin says, and then he pinches your clit. You still under him, Jimin continuously thrusting and when he pushes in particularly deep, you have no choice but to cum all over him. Jimin hisses, feeling you clamp uncontrollably around him. The leg braced against his shoulder rattles against his chest as he licks the outer shell of your ear.

Your eyes flutter shut and you vision goes blank for the second time that night, blinding white spots filling your vision. Jimin feels you clamp up, tighter than before and he knows you’re cumming from the way you whine and writhe underneath him. He feels you squirt around him and lets out a soft groan. Jimin pushes himself as deep as he possibly could before feeling his balls tighten. He roars out your name, spurt after spurt of cum shooting out of him and into your willing body. He groans, hips moving in small thrusts as he fills you up to the brim, displacing Jungkook’s cum with his own. Both your breaths are laboured, tingles running up and down his spine as you quiver under him. The two of you gasp for air, as you came down from your highs.

Jimin pulls out, watching the way his cum spills out of your fucked-out hole. His fingers push into you, making you whine and struggle against your restraints as you try to push him away. When Jimin finishes pushing his cum back into you, he flops over you, arms braced on either side of you, Jungkook rolling to the side to give him more space. He takes in your face, your eyes barely managing to stay open, sweat soaked skin plastered to your face. You’re still twitching every now and then and a small part of him feels guilty for pushing you so far. He draws back onto his knees and begins undoing the ribbons around your hands.

His eyes droop slightly at the slight red bruising around your skin from where you pulled against the restraints. He brings your wrists to his lips and pressed soft kisses into them. Jimin moves from between your thighs and you moan in protest when you attempt to close them, the discomfort of being stretched and battered so much already settling in. Jimin presses light kisses against your temple before getting up and moving towards your bathroom. Faintly you heard him running the bath and sighed, knowing that you were too tired to do anything but needed the soothing relief of the warm water considering every single one of your muscles was protesting.

You feel Jungkook press into your side, his face nuzzled into your throat, pressing lazy kisses into the skin. You stiffen slightly, unsure of how to react. You know that Jimin had given him permission to fuck you, but this was beyond sex. This was intimate. The way he pressed kisses into your neck, the feel of his naked body against yours, the way his hand wandered up and down your body, caressing your abdomen and breast. A small part of you wondered how he went from being so dominant in bed to being such a baby within the span of two minutes. Just as you’re about to say something, the two of you hear Jimin call out.

“Guk, bring her here. Her bath is ready” Jimin calls and Jungkook gets up and slips his hands under you, carrying you bridal style. You whine in pain when your muscles smart, the achy soreness crying out for the feel of a warm bubble bath.

When you get to the bathroom, you realise Jimin has already stripped down and submersed himself in the bath. Jungkook carefully places you between Jimin’s spread legs before climbing in on the opposite end. It’s a tight squeeze, but somehow you manage. Jungkook pulls your feet into his lap, skilled arms running over your calves and slowly massaging them under the warm soapy water. Your head lolls back to rest between the crook of Jimin’s neck and collarbone, Jimin’s hands running over your soft belly before light massaging your thighs.

You let out a little sigh of content, enjoying the feel of both men running their hands over your aching muscles, soothing the soreness in them. You briefly feel Jimin’s fingers press into your pussy, running his hands through the folds as he cleans you off of their dried cum as thoroughly as he can. Jungkook reaches for your loofa, running the abrasive material against your right leg, pulling it up to press a soft kiss on your ankle before repeating his actions on the second leg. You heart speeds up at his thoughtful actions and you want to be grateful but it only brings you more confusion as to not only your feelings towards him, but also why Jimin was so okay with you sharing such intimate moments with him.

“Are you enjoying your birthday present Angel?” Jimin asks, pressing a light kiss on your shoulder and you preen under his attention but your brows furrow slightly

“I thought it was just the sex that was the present?” You ask curiously and Jungkook looks at you slightly nervously, Jimin chuckling.

“Angel… yes it was. But it’s more than that. I meant what I said, I don’t mind sharing you with Jungkook. He likes you and I know you like him too. That is, if you want this to be a thing. It can just be sex. It can just be a one-time thing. But if you want to be in a relationship with both of us, that’s okay too. Your choice Angel” Jimin says and you abruptly understand the nervousness on Jungkook’s face.

You’re unsure of what to think. A hundred thoughts are running through your head. How would this turn out? Jimin was jealous and Jungkook was competitive. But they were also best friends and group mates, you didn’t want this to come between them. Also, how would it work? You and Jimin have been in a relationship for years, what would it be like introducing Jungkook into it? Would your friends accept? Polyamorous relationships were slowly becoming more normal but that didn’t mean it wasn’t frowned upon. And then what about their fans? Would they approve? Would they send you hate? Would they hate the boys? There were hundreds of cons as to why this wouldn’t work, but as you looked at Jungkook’s face, you realised it didn’t matter. There were pros and cons to every relationship. But there was only one thing, one pro that really mattered. And that was, that you had feelings for both Jimin and Jungkook.

You looked at Jungkook’s nervous face. His hair slightly wet and flipping in front of his eyes. His eyebrows were knitted slightly, in one of both fear, nervousness and hope. His large doe eyes looked at you pleading but also a part of you knew that if you said no, he’d bow out graciously. Jungkook runs the loofa against the bottom of your calf, breaking your gaze as he awaits your decision with bated breath. Your face softens at his tender, affectionate touches; loving the attention he’s paying to you.

“If… if you don’t mind… I’d like to try,” You say after a while and Jungkook’s head snaps up. His eyes rapidly scan your face for any doubts, but when he finds none, his face lights up and his lips pull into his trademark bunny grin.

And then he jumps and rushes over to you, completely forgetting that the three of you are in a bath. You let out a laugh, giggling when water splashes on your bathroom tiles as Jungkook leans over you; sandwiching you between him and Jimin. Jungkook ecstatically presses kisses all over your face and you giggle at how happy he is, Jimin playfully complaining about how they’d have to clean up the bathroom. But you don’t care.

Because you’d just gotten the best birthday gift.

A/N: lmao don’t even @ me because i know i’m going to hell but i’m taking y’all with me

Masterlist

[wooyoungleeeeeex]

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Welcome! Welcome, all!

today, you're gonna be learning,

my nicknames for allll of the other members!

strap yourself in! This'll be an interesting ride!

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First, Hongjoong hyung!

--- > @joongielee

I like to call hyung names that'll annoy him, not because I hate him or anything. I just find him getting mad funny. ☺️ some names I call him are endearing, but most of 'em aren't. If he can be mean to me then I can be mean to him! >:D

--❝Tiny❞ -> I'm not creative, okay? He's small.

--❝dad/appa❞ -> because he's like a father to me 🥺 and I'm the bratty son!

--❝Mean lil bitchy gremlin❞ -> this one isn't one I call him directly, I call him it in passing. If I'm talking about him to one of the other members I'll probably call him this.

--❝Annoying hyung❞ -> everyone can be annoying, but especially Hong-Hyung. Like, just because I didn't do my chores doesn't mean you have to complain at me??

--❝Pretty Leader Hyung❞ -> y'know, surprisingly enough there are times where I'm not the problem. I look up to my amazing hyung a lot. 🥺 or... Y'know.. Sometimes I'll use this so he gets me what I want..

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Next up: Seonghwa Hyung!

--- > @hwaseongler

I'm a little bit nicer to Seonghwa hyung because he scares me... (but trust me when the two hyungs are together; that's the scariest >^<) but I still like to be a bit of a brat >:D nobody can stop me!!

--❝Mom/Eomma❞ -> this one's pretty simple, him and Hongjoong hyung are basically married (right? I just wasn't invited to the wedding..) Joongie's the dad and Hwa is the momma 😌

--❝Satan??/devil❞ -> you people don't know this but - ahem.. SEONGHWA HYUNG IS EVIL!

--❝Best Hyung™️❞ -> I know what I said, but Seonghwa hyung is just as amazing as he is evil. It's not a contradiction, it's just the truth.

--❝Scary part 1.❞ -> being in his presence is intimidating.

--❝Evil Biatch.❞ -> once again, I would never call him this directly because I'm too scared to because that's too mean, but I think it. I think it a lot.

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Next! Yunho Hyung :D

--- > @yungiggle

I have my good nicknames and my bad nicknames for each member. There's a lot less for Yunho because he hasn't wronged me very much...

--❝Puppy Prince❞ -> you've seen him right? He's just a happy puppy! 🥺

--❝Giant Scary❞ -> as cute as he is... When he wiggles his fingers at me I get afraid.

--❝Professional Traitor❞ -> if you ever need someone to be a traitor for you, Yunho's your guy. I can't tell you the amount of times I have asked for help and he's ended up joining my enemies instead. 😤

--❝The BCG❞ -> the big cuddly giant. His hugs are amazing. ☺️

--❝Big Sweetheart❞ -> look, Yunnie's really nice 🥺 well, most of the time.. And I respect him for that! Being nice to Wooyoung gets you my respect! >:3

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Let's keep this train rolling~

--- > @yeoswitch

Yeo hasn't caused me many problems, so I'm happy to say that I have mostly good names for him. ☺️

--❝Shy n' Cute❞ -> he's adorable 🤩 and super shy! When I get my ler hands on him imma wreck him >:D

--❝Mister Silence❞ -> sometimes he just ignores me- like c'mon Yeo, I know you don't find me that annoying.

--❝Bestieeee❞ -> my bestest friend of all!! 🤩🤩 I love you Yeosangie!

--❝Tiny: the sequal❞ -> he's not as small as Hong-Hyung is, but he's still small. 😎

--❝Disney Prince❞ -> he does look like a Prince tho- like c'mon ya'll. He's suuuuper pretty!

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Neeeeext, the wonderful... The adorable!

--- > @squeakysannie !!

Sannie's too adorable to me mean too.. But like I said, nobody escapes my bratty wrath. But I'll be kinder so that I don't get beheaded. 🥰

--❝Dimples❞ ->

Do I need to say anything else?

--❝Sir-Squeaks-Alot❞ -> if you couldn't tell already, Sannie is a squeaker. Give him a good ol' poke and you'll get a cute squeak. 🥰

--❝Cuddles❞ -> he's so cute and cuddly, please 🥺

--❝Weaklee❞ -> he gives off big lee energy! Not that surprising since y'know... He is a lee but still, it's adorable how weak he is to tickles 🥺

--❝The Favorite Child❞ -> nobody will deny that San is always the favorite no matter what. It doesn't matter if he misbehaves, he's still the favorite.

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Neeeeext up! We're almost done!

--- > @cockyswitchsong

Mingi is... Complicated.. I'm afraid of him but I also like messing with him. So I'll be nice... Ish.. We'll see how it goes, y'know?

--❝Scary part 2: the scarening❞ -> like I said, I'm afraid of him. He's not as scary as Seonghwa hyung, but there is still fear 😰

--❝lil' bitch boy.❞ -> I have no words for this one... It's just- something that I call him..? When I'm feeling particularly annoying?

--❝Deep Voiced demon.❞ -> like, holy shit that's scary. Especially when he teases, good God.

--❝The BCG, just smaller and meaner❞ -> Mingi can be cuddly too, like Yunho he's tall and perfect for cuddling! But like... He's a lot meaner and sneakier then Yunho.. 🥺

--❝Sneaky Snek.❞ -> You can't tell Mingi any of your secrets.. He won't keep them.. I know from experience since everyone knows my most ticklish spot now..

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And finally! Last but not least!

--- > @jonghosofthours !!!!

Look, Jongho and I.. We don't get along well in this world. He is the reason I can barely get away with anything! I mean, I love him! He's a good cuddler but jeez..

--❝H E N C H❞ -> You can't run from him, he'll pick you up with ease.

--❝Scary part 3: the strong boy scare.❞ -> when he holds you down and looks at you - eugh- it sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

--❝Obeidient little cock-a-doodle-doo.❞ -> he always listens to hyungs, it's annoying. I can't get a suitable partner in crime here >:( well, I guess it's just every man for himself 🤷‍♂️

--❝holy shriek❞ -> and I thought I was loud.

--❝competetive little bish.❞ -> everything. is. a. competition. And it's even more annoying because I always end up losing!

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Then... There are nicknames I give all of them at times too...

--❝B-Boy❞ -> basically stands for bitch boy but nobody has figured it out yet >:)

--❝cock-a-doodle-doos❞ -> the politer way of saying "cocks" or "dickheads" ☺️

--❝Annoying twerpy hyungs❞ -> I can take any new negative adjective and turn it into a great insult! The others have heard much worse then this one.. What can I say? Even though I always get the "LaNgUage!" complaint, I'll never stop cussing! >:D

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Now I'm just gonna end this by saying... Guys, I love you. And I'll be locked in my room if you need me. :)

Thanks for reading ya'll! Cya later! Or not- because I might die! But I'll try not to!

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Rainy Days.

; Yunhonghwa (Yunho x Hongjoong x Seonghwa) + implied poly ot8 relationship.

❛ I just wanted to write some puppy hybrid Yunho getting some love from his hyungs because that shit makes me soft. ❜

-warning, hybrids included. If these kind of stories aren't for you, then I advise that you don't read it.

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pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Dear lord, was he sick of seeing the depressing drops of rain hit the panes of the window or what? His arms were ice cold as they leant against the ledge of the bay-window that prettily lit up the lounge on a usual sunny day. Today, however, was much different. Obviously so, as the grey, almost black clouds covered the sky in their gloom.

Yunho hated days like this, he couldn't play outside and he couldn't do anything. The most entertaining thing to do was to sit at that bay-window in hopes that they would come soon. Though on these awful days of boredom, it seemed to take even longer for them to return home then usual. Perhaps Yunho was impatient, or perhaps he was hungry for their touches. His golden ears flopped down so that they were pressed to the top of his head and his tail hung sadly as he hopelessly stared out the window.

At some point, he had given up and had fallen to the floor. A perfect pout was on his lips as he stared off at the wall just underneath the bay-window.

Then, he heard something that boosted his mood almost immediately. Pushing at the door and fumbling with keys. Yunho sat up, the energy taking over him again as he fiddled with his collar to make it look perfect. His owners would need to unwind from work.

"Yunho-yah~ we're home~" came the sweet, sweet voice of one of his owners. The littlest yet the most affectionate. Usually, Hongjoong and Seonghwa were home quite late and the other five boys would come after,, or would already be home. In this case, everybody was out except for Yunho. His tail aggressively whipped the floor in his excitement and he bounded out of the lounge on all fours. When he came to the hallway that lead either up the staircase or too the front door, there he saw them both, smiles on their faces though a little 'tsk tsk' came from Hongjoong, a small scolding for bounding on all fours.

Almost immediately after Hongjoong's quiet scolding, Yunho stood up to his feet - making sure to stand up to his proper height too. That would get him more attention, he thought. He knows his owners too well. Who's a pushover, who's affectionate, who's more strict. "oh, Yunnie... You're all dirty.." Hongjoong sighs. A small whimper comes from the puppy hybrid. "b-but, Hongjoo-" a small spray came at his face and he whined. They had a spray bottle for him when he did something minor wrong. "b-but,, master! I waited aaaaall day for you! Like a good boy! I didn't go outside in the rain once even though Sannie dared me to!" The pup complained.

Yunho pouts as he pulls on his muddy shirt, it was the same one he had been wearing yesterday when he was at the park with Mingi. He should have prepared more. Instead of getting a scolding when they showed up he could have been showered in kisses. But instead... "Puppy? Can you wash for me? Go take a shower all by yourself? Then you can come into the lounge and we'll give you what you've been waiting to receive," Seonghwa promises him, and Yunho meets his eyes for a moment; knowing the sincerity as the hyungs have never, ever gone back on a promise with their pets.

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Yunho knew that as soon as he had stepped into the lounge in his fresh clothes, with his hair fluffy after just being dried, that he was in for a treat for being so good today. Despite Wooyoung's immaturity this morning before they left, despite San's constant dares for him to go play in the rainy day mud, despite Jongho's teasing.

He loved the sight, Hongjoong sat in his armchair by the cute fireplace and Seonghwa walking past the hybrid with a tray, two cups of China settled upon them with a few sugarcubes and a teaspoon. "thank you, Hwa, I appreciate greatly," Hongjoong thanked the elder male as he set the tray down on the coffee table. "Yunnie, my favorite puppy, come here please," the small male spoke up once more, as his sparkly eyes met Yunho's.

It was hard for the tallest boy to deny the temptation of bounding up to Hongjoong on all fours because of how ecstatic he felt at that moment; but the urge was resisted.

He fell to his knees at the foot of the armchair and rested his head in Hongjoong's lap as he beckoned him. Small hands carded through his recently washed hair and he loved it. Every small stroke had him panting, tongue out, in bliss. "though you had a small slip up with not getting yourself washed, from what we heard from Yeosang and Mingi; you've been very good today. I'm proud pup," Seonghwa's voice chimed in, bringing Yunho back to reality as the oldest male of the three present settled himself on the arm of the chair.

Yunho smiles widely at the praising, this was truly what he loved hearing. Most of the time he did hear it too, it was just those occasions where he didn't.

Yunho hated rainy days, he couldn't play outside, he couldn't do anything. But days like these could be excused if his owners were there, petting him and playing with him. It might have been a pain to wait for what seemed like hours, but he didn't care at this point, he was glad to have his owners.

[sonofshin]

I found out of your blog from VastayanMom, and got curious and stayed because you were a fun person and so was Yun, and now I’m far too much of a fan to leave

What drew you to my blog initially, and what, so far, has made you stay?        

So my interactions with that good bean did draw people my way? Goodness, I didn’t expect that, haha. I’d have thought it would be the other way around. But I’m not complaining.

I’m also VERY glad to know that my content is still quality, even after years of throwing a horny noodle around. ngl I fucking love Yunnie and I could keep doing this for years.

[lcving-ateez]

She’s dreaming ♡

Genre: Fluffiest of fluffs! A little steamy right at the end if you squint real hard

Word count: 1,492

Synopsis: It’s late when Yunho comes back home from the studio to see you tiredly lolling on the couch in your shared apartment, whilst the light of your laptop illuminates the face he has come to adore so much. He sighs, frustrated that you refused to go to bed and insisted on waiting up for him to come home, but it doesn’t matter, because the comforting weight of your body in his arms as he carries you to bed makes everything else seem irrelevant in comparison; maybe, he wonders, thinking of nothing but you wouldn’t be such a bad thing, after all.

Yunho’s deep blue duffel bag weighed heavy on his shoulder as he walked up the dimly lit stairs of the apartment complex. Living on the top floor was hell if you’d had a long day but the view was definitely worth the ache in his thighs.

As he reached the door he could hear a laugh track playing, she was watching friends again. A smile grew on his face, Yunho always told Y/N not to stay up waiting for him and that he’d always be with her when she woke up but she never listened.

He fumbled for his keys before unlocking the door. As soon as he did the sweet scent of lavender hit him with a wave of warmth, this was home.

Although the apartment was in no way his since technically he didn’t pay rent, his girlfriend insisted he stayed there until his company sorted out dorms for Yunho and the rest of the KQ trainees although she really wished he’d stay forever. The apartment wasn’t quite home without him.

“Baby?” He hummed taking off his shoes and leaving his bag in the doorway. Oddly enough there was no reply. Concerned, Yunho walked deeper into the apartment to the living room where the TV was blaring.

To his surprise, she was out cold on the sofa. Her laptop was open, its light casting a white glow on her text books. He

laughed to himself and turned off the TV. Usually he’d fall asleep before her even if he came home at the crack of dawn, Y/N always wanted to hear him talk about his day over snacks or while lying in bed together.

It may not have looked that special to anyone else but the sight of his girlfriend led down on the couch on top of his Harry potter bed spread had yunho’s heart melting like marshmallows by a fire.

She had fallen asleep finishing her English thesis and managed to send it in exactly 34 seconds before it was due, not her finest work but it wouldn’t happen again. Her head rested on her forearm with the rest of her limbs spread out leaving most of her right side hanging off the gray L-shaped couch. Her somewhat damp hair flowed down the pillow under her in rich flowing curls.

It was clear she’d been home all day as she hadn’t changed out of the old volleyball shorts she had on this morning, Yunho’s white t-shirt bunched up just above her tummy as her chest heaved up and down peacefully.

Yunho stood in admiration as he thought of what to do, although her gentle snoring indicated she was comfortable she sure as hell didn’t look it. He walked closer to the sofa; squatting down to his girlfriend’s level, their faces mere inches away from each other

“What are you dreaming about, princess?” He wondered aloud but his vocal chords fail him as his sentence escaped a mere whisper. Yunho brushed the pad of his thumb across Y/N’s cheek so lightly it could make a feather seem heavy. Of course he could sit there and stare, slipping into her beauty and eventually drowning in its depth but he would have to get to sleep eventually.

“One day you’re gonna strangle yourself” He sighed pulling away the headsets and setting her phone on the coffee table, it was a bad habit of hers to fall asleep with her earphones in. Slipping one of his arms under her knees and the other under her back, Yunho Effortlessly picked his girlfriend up and walked into the bedroom, his steps as quiet as humanly possible in an effort not to wake her up.

He pushed the blanket aside with his foot before laying Y/N down on the mattress. As soon as Yunho turned around she sat up to find her little giraffe teddy, startling him in the process.

“Hi yunnie” she smiled cuddling with the stuffed animal, although she’d just been asleep her eyes showed no sign of fatigue.

“You weren’t even asleep were you?” Yunho let out a hearty chuckle while pulling his black top off.

“I woke up when you opened the door but figured you’d carry me to bed if I pretended I was asleep” it wasn’t unusual for Her to pull something so childish and he almost felt like he should’ve known.

“I have trouble believing you could hear little old me over your loud ass music and the TV”

“It gets lonely when you’re not home, Friends makes me feel like I have you know, Friends” Yunho pulled the blanket over on his side and crawled into bed right behind her. Y/N turned to face him immediately betraying her teddy by wrapping her arms tightly around her boyfriend,rubbing her head against his bare chest to get comfortable.

He immediately moved lower, burying his face in her hair finding the source of the sweet smell that welcomed him into the flat. The stress he’d felt from the mission he had today washed away like patterns in sand when the tide comes out. A whine surfaced from his lips as he stretched out his back feeling more comfortable than ever.

Yunho loved how perfectly Y/N’s body fit into his own. She was taller than most girls but still shorter than him, the perfect height for his lips to plant those gentle kisses on her forehead that she adored so passionately.

“How was your day sweet cheeks?” She pondered, rubbing small circles on his bicep. The nickname was cute, Yunho loved when she’d use such sweet pet names on him. It was a special thing the couple shared when they weren’t calling each other more,, mean spirited nicknames.

“So long. No talk. Only hug” Yunho shrugged. The boys had to choreograph their debut song today and as one of the main performers of Ateez, Yunho was definitely feeling the burden of it all.

Y/N was sympathetic, the two had texted earlier in the and he’d complained about how short-notice they’d sprung this on him. A smile grew on her face, she knew exactly how to cheer him up. The girl moved up so that she could press her forehead up against his own.

“I’ll make you breakfast tomorrow, how does that sound yunnie?” Her voice was sickly sweet as her breath fanned yunho’s own top lip. If he weren’t so tired this would have definitely gone elsewhere.

“Have you got collage tomorrow princess?”

“Not until 10 prince” She added playfully.

“Then breakfast is on me, you can have the morning in. I don’t have to leave for practice until like 8” Yunho wished he could do more for his girlfriend. He definitely felt bad when she’d go on about how often a couple she knew would walk to campus hand in hand or how adorable she thought they were in the pictures she’d be asked to take of them. He wanted to be there for her more often, set the living room up nice for a movie date, drive her to collage and make everyone jealous. He wanted to be as she referred to it “couple goals”.

“You’ve worked hard today so how about we make it together? It wouldn’t hurt me to be up a little early to get some revision in” The idea sounded perfect and quite frankly Y/N wasn’t sure if she could get back to sleep with the thought of making a delicious, steaming meal with her boyfriend the next morning.

He was helpless in the kitchen and ate all the ingredient before they even hit the pan but watching him enjoy himself and eat well was much more rewarding than an aesthetically pleasing plate.

“Can we make it just like the one we had at your parents’ last we stayed over?” Yunho asked, eyes wide as saucers as he remembered how amazing their 1st year anniversary in her home town was. They had been invited to stay over at her childhood home for a while it was an uncomfortable time, her cooking skills were pretty much put to shame.

“No way in hell am I as good at cooking as My parents are, so I can’t make any promises”

“I’m sure you can! And I’ll actually try this time”

“Mhmm. But now, you, need, sleep.” She giggled placing soft kisses on his lips between her each word, as her fingers ran through his soft deep brown hair tugging on it gently. The way the words rolled off her tongue effortlessly was taking a toll on her boyfriend as he shut his eyes.

“You know you drive me crazy right?” Yunho groaned bringing his hands to her waist.

“What ever do you mean yunnie?” She feigned innocence moving closer if that was even possible. He laughed at the attempt placing one last kiss to her lips, so gentle you would’ve thought she was made out of paper.

“Shall we meet in our dreams my love?”