#andteam x reader

[tmrwsuns]

(𐙚⋆.˚) new dispatch couple

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ [hirota riki x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 1.5k w. curse words! fluff ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

requested!

maki always thought he would never do anything to risk his career. 

being an idol had always been his dream, and he worked too hard to throw that all away by disobeying his company.

that is, until you appeared in the picture.

they had been told that a rookie group would be joining them for an interview in order to promote the unity of the company. he had always been good at interacting with new people, so he wasn’t worried in the slightest.

again, until you appeared in the picture.

he couldn’t really help the way the entire world seemed to just stop the moment you walked into the waiting room, bowing a little lower than it was needed at the sight of his group. he could hear the greetings coming from his members; far too mesmerised by the sight of your pretty eyes to even realize what was going on until nicholas’ hand was pushing his head down a little forcefully and shooting him a questioning look.

“it's nice to meet you, thank you for having us,” you said, your eyes finding his. maki felt himself physically melt at the sweet sound. 

the boy tried to get his shit together quickly and answer, but he really had no control on the way his cheeks tinted red and his tongue seemed to be too tangled to get a sentence out without stuttering, so his mouth snapped closed as fast as it had opened to speak.

“of course, it's nice to meet you too,” euijoo intervened, saving his ass from embarrassing himself right in front of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

maki could see the teasing smiles yuma and nicho were looking at him with, the attention uncharacteristically embarrassing. 

“i’m maki,” he blurted out, interrupting fuma in the middle of his sentence. his eyes widened, surprised at his own outburst as yuma’s loud laugh echoed in the room. he really couldn’t count on him to be slick.

“nice to meet you, maki,” you smiled, and god he wanted you to smile at him for the rest of his life. “i’m yn.”

his next attempt of a sentence was interrupted by the announcement of having to start their interview soon, making everyone, including you, scatter around to get last minute touch ups.

the world clearly had it out for him, though, because you now found yourself standing so close to him that your shoulders touched as the interview went on. he could see the way your hands fiddled nervously with the fabric of your skirt every time it was your turn to speak, and it made his heart shrink of fondness in his chest. he remembered the nervousness of being in front of the camera, wishing that someone would tell him how he was doing. 

so, naturally, he did just that.

“you’re doing amazing, don’t worry,” he whispered, leaning in slightly so no one could hear him but you.

your gaze moved quickly, surprised eyes looking into his for a few seconds until they softened and a smile took place on your lips.

“thank you,” you muttered before looking back to the front, your hands dropping the fabric.

he had to bite the side of his cheek to hide his giddy smile.

...୨♡୧...

“please try not to smile like an idiot in love when yn comes in, fans noticed since the first time,” ej warned as they sat around yet another waiting room, expecting your arrival at any minute while the crew finished setting up the cameras.

“i think she did, too,” jo scoffed amusedly.

“can’t help it, she’s too pretty,” maki sighed exaggeratingly, throwing his arm over his eyes dramatically as he ignored the boy’s comment. “i swear she looks better every time i see her.”

“i gotta give it to him, he’s right,” taki chimed in, making maki raise his arm again to give him an unamused questioning look. “my bad, never again.” the boy raised his hands in surrender.

“you would’ve thought you would stop when you became friends with her,” harua commented, looking at them with an amused smile.

“nah, it just made it worse,” maki groaned, noting the way his infatuation had just worsened since the moment you both became friendlier and he actually got to know you outside of your idol persona. “maybe exchanging numbers wasn’t a great idea.”

“i told you,” fuma said in a sing-songy voice.

“whatever, let me be,” maki threw a pillow at him from his place sprawled out on the couch. “i’ll continue to suffer in silence.”

“wait, shut up, they just knocked,” kei warned, a smile evident in his voice.

the youngest basically jumped up to a more presentable position, fixing his hair quickly and earning a few laughs from his members.

“she won’t run from seeing you laying on a couch, you know,” yuma teased, earning a pillow thrown to his face right before the door opened.

he watched as your group came in, bowing politely at the sight of your seniors. he stood up to bow right back, his heart already racing in his chest at the mere sight of you.

“hi,” you smiled animatedly as you walked up to sit on the couch opposite to him, happy to find a friend on the boy that was so close in age to you.

“hi ynnie, how are you?” he asked, mentally high fiving himself for not stuttering like an idiot.

“all good, a little sore but nothing other worldly,” you nodded, relaxing onto the couch. 

“hmm, be careful with that affecting your performance today,” he teased, making reference to the sports variety show you were both supposed to participate in.

“it won’t, i’ll beat you guys anyways,” you shrugged, a mocking cocky smile on your lips. 

you very obviously did not.

it’s not like you ever stood a chance against what seemed to be an unnecessarily sporty group, but you did put up a good fight.

and it was maki’s very own duty to reward you for it.

“here you go,” he smiled, extending a pack of gummies to where you laid on the floor.

“oh, thank you,” you smiled, getting the snack and patting the floor next to you to signal him to lay beside you. “so, tell me. are you guys actually werewolves or just furries?”

the boy couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his lips as he rolled his eyes. “jesus, not you too.”

...୨♡୧...

nothing could’ve ever prepared maki for what being your friend meant. how was he supposed to take the teasing smiles, the memes sent to his phone at concerning hours? how was he expected to not want to wipe off those smiles with his lips? to not answer every single text with a marriage proposal? to not reveal his undying love for you every time he saw the edits your fans made shipping you?

they were unfair expectations, if you asked him.

but the most unfair one of them all is that he was expected to not stare at you like you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life. because you were. even more when you wore comfy clothes and your hair was a mess, much like that exact moment.

“did you see the edit i sent you? they’re getting creative,” you chuckled from where you sat mere inches away from him on the bed.

“hmm, i thought it was cute,” he shrugged, looking down to his phone to avoid meeting your gaze after his slightly shameful confession. 

“my manager doesn’t think so,” you chuckled, ignoring the way your stomach fluttered at his words.

“mine doesn’t either, but i don’t care.” he mumbled, acting as nonchalant as he could as he mindlessly scrolled on his phone.

“careful there, you sound like you want to make the rumors true,” you mumbled, attempting to keep your tone light and amused as if your heart wasn’t racing.

“and who says i don’t?” he mumbled, voice barely audible.

but you heard him.

loud and fucking clear.

“wait, what did you say?” you asked, unable to keep the astonishment out of your voice.

maki took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a fraction of a second to weigh his options.

fuck it.

“what if i do want them to be true?” he asked, his voice shaking as he raised his gaze to connect it with yours.

“you do?” you asked, dropping the act as your eyes widened in surprise and your chest filled with hope.

“yeah,” he admitted, breathlessly. “do you?”

he stared at you, his eyes so full of hope that it made you want to explode in affection.

“i…” you hesitated, too lost in his eyes to form coherent sentences. 

makis heart dropped.

“i do.”

and that's all it took for him to take your face in his hands, pulling you into a kiss you both had awaited for too long. it was sweet, tentative and careful all the way until you broke away for air.

“so…” you muttered softly, not putting too much distance between your faces. “new dispatch couple?”

maki couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh, tackling you into a tight hug.

“new dispatch couple.”

𐙚 blue's corner ;; hey !! sorry for taking so long for this request, i hope you like it!! also special thank you to my bby @lovelyjuju for beta reading<3 𐙚 taglist ;; @tiramisumin @astrasng @hyukabean @lovelyjuju 𐙚 back to the masterlist. 𐙚 please do not copy, adapt or steal any of the content !!!

© tmrwsuns, 2025

[kimakento]

MORE THAN FRIENDS

synopsis: you and nicholas have always been dancing around your feelings so he decides he’s finally going to do something about it. ⌙ 1.0k

pairing: bsf!wang yixiang x fem!reader

genre: fluff

tags: slightly suggestive, nicho is kinda flirty, friends to lovers, they make out, idk

a/n: guys i want him so bad… my turn when

you hated it. but at the same time you couldn’t.

hated how nicholas was so far, yet so close. his touch always lingering, warm towards the concept of a friend but you always wondered if there was something more.

for example, how he would call your name so softly making your stomach do flips at the mere sound. or the time when the man once wrapped an arm around your waist, covering you when the elevator you were riding was packed, ensuring you didn’t feel uncomfortable. the way he’d shoot that signature smile once you walked in the room. and when the taiwanese shamelessly flirted with you only to become flustered if his advances were returned, equally as playful of course.

there he was, sitting impossibly close to you on the couch of the andteam dorms, slumped back into his seat, all while occupied with his phone.

“you hungry?” nicholas broke the silence, nudging your arm with his softly.

half listening, you nodded in a daze only humming response after becoming too distracted with something displayed on your screen. seconds later you felt fingers lightly grip your chin, turning your head towards the idol.

the touch on your jaw was gentle— careful even.

“did you even hear what i said?” he spoke softly, gaze piercing yours but still somehow comforting.

in that moment, you could only swallow thickly while your eyes lingered on his lips. it all felt too… intimate.

snapping out of it, you responded. “hm?”

“are you hungry?” nicholas asked once again. now his fingers were back and wrapped around his phone

you tried your best to act nonchalant. but it was becoming impossible to ignore the effect he had on you.

instead, a simple nod of your head was all nicholas received.

once the delivery had arrived, the man had coaxed you into sneaking into his room, muttering under his breath about ‘hiding it from the others’ or something. stepping into his room, you beelined it to his bed and flopped down. and maybe you thought scarfing down the food was necessary to serve as a distraction from the ridiculously charming man seated beside you, but a voice broke your concentration.

“you have uh…” a hand softly held your chin, thumb coming up to wipe against the corner of your mouth. your breath hitched as you slightly tilted your head to meet his gaze, dropping your fork back down onto the container on the desk next to his bed.

but before you could fully react, nicholas leaned in closer. with his breath fanning your lips, you could barely think straight. all you could even begin to piece together was that he was close. way too close for comfort. so much that it was becoming impossible to stop your heart from fluttering.

“can i?” the words came out in a sharp breath.

at your hesitant nod, he paused. “i need to hear you say it.“

“yes,” you hummed lightly, parting your lips ever so slightly. “kiss me.”

“what’d you say? i don’t think i heard that properly.” there was a smile playing on his lips now.

“oh my god, nicholas.” you muttered in frustration before grabbing his collar and pulling him close enough to finally seal your lips in a sweet kiss.

nicholas’s hands came up to your jawline as the exchange deepened. you were practically melting into him until he pulled away.

but all that filled your mind were thoughts about just how good he looked right now in front of you; hair ruffled and lips slightly parted. and it would be a lie if the man opposite you didn’t feel the same too.

his confession came out in a breathless ramble. “i really like you. like—“

so you did what anyone in your position would do.

“let’s have that talk later.” was your response, interrupting him before closing the gap once more.

this time, his hand trailed down your torso and ended up at your waist, moving his lips against yours. your arms wrapped around the base of his neck as he shifted you onto his lap. seconds passed, the both of you getting lost within each other. you felt heavenly against him, he never wanted this moment to end.

that was until the sound of his room door opening caused you to break apart.

“nicho, i was wondering whether you…”

jo.

he trailed off before completely freezing in his tracks at the current predicament, only one word leaving his lips. “oh.”

“what— why didn’t you knock?” nicholas practically scolds his younger member, his lack of composure evident through the flush on his cheeks.

you swiftly slid off his lap, nodding over apologetically to jo.

“you guys are finally together?”

“finally?” nicholas questions almost immediately.

caught, the other member only walked back slowly, shutting the door.

“is he being for real?” the man turned to you, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“baby, it probably was obvious to them.” a soft chuckle escapes your mouth as you try to change the subject. “now about before; what was that about really liking me?”

there’s a loud groan.

“you’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”

“only because you took so long to tell me.”

“well i do really really like you.” he said simply.

you reach out for his hand. “and i do too.”

taglist: @nicholasluvbot

[starryjake]

heyy could you maybe write &team’s hyung line & 04z reaction to you moaning in your sleep? (specifically they’re name)

-🎐

k: i just know he would love this. he would think you’re the sweetest thing in the world the minute he hears you softly moaning out his name while you’re sleeping. for a long time, he’ll just sit there and watch you, letting his cock get hard to the sound of your heavy breathing and whimpering, but eventually it gets to a point where he can’t hold back anymore. he would just have to help you out and make you feel good :( so he gently slides his hand past your waistband and into your shorts, rubbing your wet pussy until you’re cumming around his fingers in your sleep.

fuma: like k, he would love this a lot. but…he’s meaner than k. instead of helping you, he just sits there and watches you cry out for him in your sleep. like he knows how badly you need him, you’re literally begging for him in your sleep, but he doesn’t care. he’s having way too good of a time just watching you. he’s having such a good time, in fact, that he would start touching himself, choosing to make himself feel good instead of helping you out. so mean :((

nicholas: oh i knowwww he gets real excited catching you moaning his name in your sleep. he’ll take this situation as an opportunity to do something with you that he’s always wanted to do…give you head while you’re sleeping. he’ll ever so carefully spread your legs and lay between them, gently pushing your underwear to the side and leaning in. he starts with a long lick up your slit, gathering all your warm arousal. it doesn’t take you long to wake up with how good he’s eating you out <33

ej: he’d get so turned on from this :( like you’re having a wet dream? about HIM?! he’d be so excited and immediately presses himself against you, slowly starting to jut his hips into your backside. you’d be whining and whimpering out his name and he’s just like “i know, baby, i know. just take it.” like FUCK and he’s just pushing his hard, sweatpants covered cock into your ass, slowly awakening you from your slumber before he slips it in <3

yuma: gets mad cocky knowing that you’re getting turned on from him IN YOUR SLEEP. like are you really that needy? yes, you are! and he loves that. he gets too eager and excited so he just immediately shakes you awake, pulling you out of the dream you were having of him. “need me that bad, huh?” he’d ask while pulling his pants down. you’re half asleep, but all of a sudden, he’s buried inside of you, slowly fucking you until you’re cumming all over his cock.

jo: just like FREEZES the minute he hears you whimper out his name in your sleep. he just looks over at you with wide eyes, shocked that you’re seemingly having a wet dream about him. poor thing doesn’t even know what to do and where to start, so he’s basically torturing himself listening to you beg for him in your sleep. you end up waking up on your own and he lets you dry hump him, too shy and nervous to do anything himself </3

[taesancult]

[10:32pm]

jo x fem!reader

smut under the cut. mdni.

your soft lips were melting into jo’s own pair. you could barely stand it, he was just so pretty. you pulled away first, your lungs aching from the lack of air. your breath was heavy, pupils blown out, and cheeks warm. he mirrored your own look of lust; although, much shyer. his hair was a mess, strands sticking up from your hands holding onto it as you two made out. he looked incredible. his lips pressed together in a line as he looked away. “you’re so beautiful, i think you’re the most beautiful boy i have ever seen in my entire life.” you blurted out. his eyes went wide at your confession, his cheeks turning a soft pink as he started grinning. this ignited the fire in him even further, he grabbed ahold of the back of your head, moving you so that your lips could meet again. one of his hands was gripping at your hair, the other was pushing your back into him. it was like close wasn’t close enough for him.

you started instinctively grinding your hips against the painfully hard bulge in his pants. he was caught off guard, moaning into the kiss. you tugged at his shirt, letting him know that you wanted it off. he quickly shifted positions on the bed as he quite literally ripped his shirt off his body. he lied down with you straddling him. he rested his hands behind his head as he relaxed a little, watching you with so much intensity. your hands cupped his cheeks, as you gave him another kiss, then grazed his chest with your nails. his back lightly arched off the bed at the sensation. “don’t- don’t tease me, just touch me...” he whispered out, his cheeks flushed again. he was so needy, but still so shy around you. you just wanted to eat him up.

you slid your hands down his torso, feeling his toned body. he was so beautiful, and he was all yours. you kissed along his neck, whispering praise to him as you made your way down to his hips. you shed the rest of his clothes, so that he was completely bare in front of you, while you were still fully clothed.

you looked at his pretty, but painfully hard cock. “baby- stop.” he whined as he looked off to the side, clearly embarrassed by your staring. “i can’t help it, you’re so gorgeous.” you said as you looked at him with such strong desire, but also such genuine love. “can i touch you?” you asked sweetly. “p-please.” he whispered with so much lust.

you took ahold of his cock in your hand, the tip already leaking. your ego was boosted at just how much he was leaking already, it was truly a sight to behold. he was so needy, so desperate, but so unwilling to admit just how much he desired you because of his shyness. it was borderline cute.

you pressed your thumb against his sensitive tip before stroking him at a blissful pace. he threw his head back, whimpering out for you. “you can let it out. let me hear you, jo.” you said as you stared deeply into his eyes. his cheeks once again getting red as he felt his walls coming down; he was becoming more unguarded. you continued stroking his cock as you leaned over to whisper in his ear. “you know, your voice gets me so wet i could cum alone to the sound of it, my jo.” that alone was enough for him to lose it. he moaned out, the loudest you had ever heard him. his body slightly thrashing with every delicious stroke of your hand, he grasped onto your arm as you continued. “i can’t- can’t do this… anymore. i’m going to cum. i- i’m going to cum so much i can feel it.” he rambled out as the pleasure overtook him. this was the first time you had seen him truly lose himself and you had never been more turned on.

“that’s it. you’re such a good boy. my good boy.” you said as you smiled at him, his eyes rolling back as he felt himself on the brink. he was so desperate for his release that he started thrusting into your hand; hoping it would come sooner. you added a bit of pressure, making it feel even better for him and he felt his head spin. “wait, i’m gonna-” he whimpered once again as he came all over himself and your hand. his toned stomach was covered in so much cum as well as your hand. you kept pumping him, riding him through his high until he had no more to give you. he yelped as he felt the overstimulation and told you to stop. you stared at him, at the glorious sight before you.

he was lying there almost limply, abs covered in cum, with his arm shielding his eyes, but a big smile plastered on his face. his body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he calmed down. that image would be burned into your mind forever, probably.

[xzinbdg]

hi, I like your blog. I was hoping to get K fluffy one shot. Swimming pool fun at an &team party💗

hii!! thank u sm!! im not sure if thats what u meant but the story is set when they play in the pool at the recent go one episode! hope u enjoy!!

&team masterlist ❀ main masterlist

[slytherinshua]

♡　LOVE EXPLOSION　( エンティーム )

      in which . . . you get cuteness aggression for your boyfriend and try to squish his cheeks.

genre fluff , headcanons , est. relationship , &team x fem!reader   cw just kisses , not proofread   wc 900ish (100 per member)    request no   note where's my boyfriend so i can squish his cheeks and give him kisses i am not okay   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

Giggles as soon as your hands are on his face. He can’t tell you why he finds it so funny, but something about you struggling to even reach to hold his face in your hands and squish his cheeks makes his heart all warm and a big smile grow on his face. Before you can kiss him or even say anything, he’s already teasing you. Will probably squish your cheeks back, agreeing that he also gets the urge to just hold you and coo over your face because of how cute you are in his eyes. 

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

You can’t really catch this man by surprise. As soon as you’re grabbing his cheeks, he’s grabbing your waist, and asking you what’s up. When you just say you wanted to admire him, he will smile at you lovingly. Bends down a bit so you have better access to his face, and of course, gives you the same treatment minutes later. Fuma’s always so gentle and patient, so if this was a common occurrence, he would get used to it quickly. Doesn’t quite understand why you feel the urge to squish your boyfriend’s face almost every day, but he wouldn’t question it either.

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

Pauses whatever he was telling you as soon as you grab his face, because he assumes it’s something serious. First looks at you with big concerned eyes, but slowly his smile grows once he realizes that you’re looking at him as if he hung the stars in the sky. Closes his eyes in shock as soon as you start pressing kisses to his nose. Will grab your wrists and remove your hands, just to return the favour with lots of kisses of his own. Probably asks what it was for minutes later, which would lead to the action just repeating.

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

Immediately throws out questions trying to understand what prompted you to grab his face so suddenly. “What are you do—” Is successfully shut up when you kiss his face and giggle at how cute he is. Eyebrows furrowing in confusion because he can’t recall trying to be cute at all. Let’s you leave kisses all around his face; cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, anywhere you need. Definitely enjoys the attention from you, however, he always racks his brain trying to figure out why you’re squishing his cheeks for the third time, and simply can’t because the cuteness aggression always comes spontaneously. 

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

It’s no secret that you can get away with much more than the normal person because you’re Yuma’s girlfriend. But still, you should be a little careful, cause as soon as you grab his cheeks to squish, he’s giving you a signature kitty glare looking like he might swipe at you. But, since you’re his girlfriend and he loves you, he lets you shower him with sickeningly sweet words while he stands there like 🧍. Definitely rolls his eyes at least once— he’s really not the lovey dovey PDA type of boyfriend. But secretly deep down, his heart flutters a bit at your gesture. 

ASAKURA JO ﾐ 朝倉穣

Looks up at you with his big doe eyes, genuinely confused as to why you’re squishing his cheeks and cooing at him as if he’s a baby. But for some reason his stomach is also somersaulting with butterflies and he isn’t quite sure why he finds the action so flustering. Ears and cheeks turn a bright shade of red as soon as you start peppering his whole face with kisses, and he’s left a stuttering mess for at least a couple minutes because why would you do that so suddenly without warning him. 

SHIGETA HARUA ﾐ 重田美琉愛

Doesn’t even register in his brain that it’s a sign of affection. You could be spilling all the cutest words about him while holding his face in your hands and he’d be raising an eyebrow trying to figure out what all this was about. A little bit lost and confused at times when it comes to this type of affection, but once you explain the concept of cuteness aggression to him, he would probably get it. Enjoys the extra kisses regardless and looks extremely adorable all confused, as if you can see the cogs in his brain turning slowly. 

TAKAYAMA RIKI ﾐ 高山りき

He’s so used to being the victim of cuteness aggression, especially when it comes to his cheeks. Because the members are already all over him. He doesn’t even seem fazed when you squish his cheeks and giggle over his cute dimples. But he does quickly get the idea that he finally has someone he can do it too as well, and will definitely start to squish your cheeks and give you extra kisses on a regular basis to try to balance out how much he receives. Becomes your go-to way to show affection with each other :( 

HIROTA RIKI ﾐ 宏田力

Thinks you’re doing it for a tiktok prank at first. “What trend is this?” As soon as he says that, you stop kissing his face and look at him, exasperated. He’ll quickly realize you were doing it just because, and let you continue without interruption. Probably rambles about how cute you two are as a couple afterwards and his neverending effect on you being credited to his rizz or effortless charm. You have to jokingly say you’ll never give him kisses again just to get him to shut up, cause his ego is that high. But at the end of it, you’ll both be laughing together (and he’ll return the kisses). 

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,,

@seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,,

@nicholasluvbot,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss

[winteringdream]

004. open day

previous | masterlist | next

synopsis : you first meet maki when he sits next to you during a lab practical. despite your best efforts, though, it feels like no matter how hard you try, you can never seem to have any other classes scheduled with him. so, you decide to take matters into your own hands.

taglist: @leloyo @stormy1408 @missychief1404 @banez @ihruaz @saranghoeforanton @jakeyuni @leloyo @fae-renjun @strayy-kidz @blooqz @kimakento @1ckyw1ckyyyyy @pookalicious-hq @ihruaz @sqrclouds @littleaprilcherryblossom @jsbluu @yumengnyangnyang @injunnie-lemon @lakoya @lleuviennae @nicholasluvbot @addictedtoboba @starrihan @cinnased @mushroomsoup119 @lavendersloane @lulumallow @haruabf

[ssongsboo]

What do you think about andteam legal line and shower sex?? 😖🥲 I’ve been wondering if lunés have the same thoughts as me?🤭

shower sex with k would be intense but tender. he’s the type to take control, pinning you gently against the tiles as water streams down his perfectly toned body. he'd hold you close, making you feel secure, his lips brushing over your neck as he whispers how much he loves the feeling of your skin against his. for him, it's about connection, and he makes sure every moment is slow and meaningful.

fuma is all about love and gentleness in the shower. he'd cradle your face in his hands, water dripping down his gorgeous features as he gazes at you like you're his entire world. his touches are slow and purposeful, his lips tracing every inch of your skin in quiet worship, always holding you close because he thinks it’s dangerous. he’d whispers tender words in between kisses, telling you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you. his focus would be entirely on you, making the moment feel like a scene out of a romance movie.

nicholas would be a menace in the shower. teasing you relentlessly, pinning you to the cool tiles while his hands roam your body. his cocky grin never leaves his face as he whispers cheeky comments in your ear, like, "you like this, don't you?" he knows exactly what he's doing and loves watching you melt under his touch. making the experience equal parts fun and intense, using the shower head on you to tease you, lots of temperature play.

ej would be so shy about it at first, his cheeks bright red even as he steps closer. he'd be hesitant to touch you, scared that you might slip [lol] but once you encourage him, his gentleness would shine. he's all soft kisses and careful touches, making sure you're comfortable every step of the way. he takes things slow, savoring every moment, and afterward, he'd probably hug you tightly under the water, whispering how much he loves you.

yuma is even worse than nico- horny and relentless. he wouldn't waste a second before pressing you against the wall, his wet hands gripping your hips with a wicked smirk. "didn't think i’d wait this long, did you?" he'd tease, his voice dripping with mischief. he's all about pushing your limits, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of your skin while making sure you feel absolutely ruined by the time he's done. afterward, he'd flash a smug grin, pulling you close just to tease you again. will definitely go multiple rounds.

[3vergr3en]

begging on my knees for nicholas headcannons 🤲🏻 and thank you for writing for &team!!!

Nicholas Boyfriend Headcanons 💫

(☁️) PAIRING . idol!nicholas x fem!reader

(🐚) CONTENT. disgusting filthy fluff!!

(🎙️) A/N . you, anon, and everyone else who requests more &team content are soo sweet and kind 🤧 and everyone who supports my work, as well as reposting them— thank you all !! I love y’all sm 💞💞

he buys you guys matching jewelry <3

and they were not cheap either.

as much as you try and negotiate with him, he's stubborn.

so ultimately, you find yourself wearing a bracelet that has his name engraved on the inner clasp.

he loves wearing them in general but likes them more when he's on tour.

the reason why is that it makes him feel like you're there with him,

and that gives him a boost of confidence for when he goes to perform <3

he really likes taking care of his people

"Nicholas, I'm starving, could we go get something to eat?"

"Choose whatever you want, it's my treat"

and on days when you'd offer to pay,

"Babe, you paid for dinner last time."

he declines you, urging that you shouldn't need to pay,

"And I'll pay for it again." He states, "You don't need to worry, y/n. It's truly nothing."

He eases your concerns with a peck on the lips <3

He doesn't want you wearing hoodies that aren't his

you thought it was a little odd at first until he ended up winning you over when he explained his reasoning

"There's no point in buying another hoodie that not only doesn't smell like me but it just doesn't hoodie like how mine does, y'know?"

you found it amusing how passionate he was over this.

another reason he's too prideful to admit is that he just likes to have other people see that you're wearing his clothes 🙈

you're his wallpaper!!

both lock screen and home screen!

and it's vise versa on your part too

while he has pictures of you that were aesthetically pleasing,

yours, on the other hand, was a picture of his mouth wide open, ready to take a big bite of his food <3

"baby.. why that photo?" He whines, side-eyeing you with a slight frown.

Through your wheezing, you managed out, "You--cackle--looked so--inhale--cute!"

even if he was a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but smile a little at how hard you were laughing.

he's actually so in love with you.

he's one of those boyfriends who claims they hate babytalk,

but once you have him in your arms, fingers gently combing through his black locks,

he indulges in a little bit of baby talk with you.

and although his self-respect and the image he carries would be beyond repair if his members ever caught him,

all of his stress just melts away whenever you cradle him in your arms, whispering sweet nothings into his ear while your hands work their magic.

"Does my baby wan' kissies?" You coo, combing back his bangs to plant an open-mouthed kiss on his forehead.

he's so lost in the zone, that he fails to notice your phone propped up against the pillow,

"mhm,, I wan' your kisses.."

"Yeah? Want to tell the guys how bad you want my kissies?"

His head immediately snaps up, and his fear-filled eyes make contact with the phone camera.

"TURN THAT OFF--"

yeah, he was fighting for his life in the group chat that day.

[lovelyjuju]

ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ

&team x reader (seperately)

genre: fluff <3

warnings: none

word count: ~ 400-500 per member

── .✦ k (439 words)

yudai walked you up the steps to your door, his warm hand in yours contrasting the cold of the night. the two of you stopped under the soft glow of the porch light. it wasn't until you turned around to face him that you noticed how close he was, the scent of his cologne mixing with the cool air.

"thank you for tonight, i had a really good time," you said a little sheepishly.

he flashed a smile – shy, almost boyish. "i had a good time, too," he replied softly.

the night had been perfect; your conversation flowing easily over dinner, and his fingers brushing yours a little too often to be accidental. and now, as you stood there, neither of you wanting to be the one to say goodbye, you felt your heartbeat fastening with anticipation.

yudai’s gaze drifted from your eyes to your lips, lingering there for a heartbeat as his thumb gently sweeped over your knuckles.

"can i kiss you good night?"

suddenly your cheeks felt warm, despite the cool night wind. his words were gentle, almost hesitant, and something in you ached at how he asked, like he gave you every chance to say no. instead, you nodded, your breath catching as he let out a soft exhale, relief in his smile.

yudai’s hand rised to brush against your cheek, his fingers tracing along your skin with a touch so light it sent a shiver down your spine. you closed the gap between you, and then his lips met yours, soft and gentle, like he was savoring each second.

his lips tasted faintly of peppermint, yet the kiss felt so warm and comforting that it made you lean in just a bit closer and rest your hand resting on his chest to feel his quickening heart beat beneath your fingertips.

for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of you under the porch light. the gentle pressure of his hand against your cheek, the soft warmth of his lips, his fingers threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss just enough to make your heart skip a beat.

when he finally pulled back, you caught the smallest, softest smile on his lips. you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks, but you couldn't look away.

“i’ve wanted to do that all night,” he murmured, a little self-conscious but unmistakably sincere.

you mirrored his shy smile, “i’m glad you did now.”

he chuckled, his fingers brushing over yours one last time before he let go. he stepped back, giving you a final smile before heading down the steps.

"good night, y/n."

other members under the cut!

── .✦ fuma (446 words)

you took his hand, carefully placing the small box inside before letting go and telling him to open his eyes again.

he followed your instructions, looking at the box with a hint of confusion, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"you're supposed to open it," you said with a playful laugh.

fuma opened the box, and his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. "tada!" you said with a bright, excited smile.

he examined the pokémon figurine more closely, almost as if checking to see if it was real.

"how did you– ?"

"i found a store the other day that sold the mystery boxes they come in," you explained, and then added a bit more sheepishly, "i really wanted you to open it, but i couldn’t resist peeking. and i knew this was the one you were missing, so...”

fuma looked at you, his smile growing wider. "did you know this one’s super rare? most people barely pull it," he said, his voice full of admiration. "you’re my lucky charm."

his words sounded platonic, but they felt like so much warmer. heat rose to your cheeks and you quickly looked down, hoping he hadn’t noticed – but he was too wrapped up in the excitement of his new collection piece to catch it. his face lit up with a smile as wide as a child’s in a candy store.

"thank you so much, really," he said, still beaming. "i was only missing this one, and i kept getting duplicates of the others and– my god, i could kiss you!" he babbled on, too caught up in his excitement to realize the slip of his words.

your head shot up again, though your face only got redder.

"you could what?"

your question pulled fuma's focus back to you. "what?"

his face paled when he realized what he'd said. "i–... i'm sorry, i..." his voice trailed off, not quite sure what to say.

you swallowed your nervousness and, with a steadying breath, asked him, "why don’t you do it?"

this time, it was his turn to look at you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushing with color. yet, he slowly stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek as he softly traced his thumb over your skin.

"are you sure?" he asked carefully, almost shyly.

instead of replying, you brought your hands to his shoulders, pulled him down a little and stepped on your tippy toes to connect your lips in a soft kiss.

── .✦ nicholas (424 words)

she'd be back in five minutes, your friend had said. over 45 minutes had passed since then, and she was still nowhere to be seen. you'd be worried if she'd been alone, but you knew she wasn't, so you felt rather annoyed – contemplating if you should just head home.

that's when you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, a familiar scent flooding your senses. "there you are," nicholas said, scooting a bit closer to you. you had been on two dates with him before, but you weren't aware he'd be here tonight (if you were, you would have agreed to the party immediately.)

"nicholas?" you asked in confusion, "i didn't know you'd be here."

his lips curved into a playful grin. "well, surprise. and speaking of which, there’s something i want to show you."

he stood up and reached out his hand. you took it, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, and followed him outside the living room and up the staircase.

the cool night air brushed against your skin as he opened the door. you followed him outside, meeting his gaze in confusion.

"it’s my best friend’s place, i know how to get to the rooftop." he explained before you could ask, "you didn’t seem very comfortable back there, so i thought you might feel better here." the thoughtfulness behind his words warmed your chest, despite the chilly air.

still, after standing together for a while, just taking in the view of the starry sky above and the glowing city below, the cold began seeping through your clothes.

"i do feel better here, thanks, nico," you said, doing your best to hide the shiver running through you. "the view is beautiful."

nicholas turned to face you, his expression softening as he took off his jacket. without a word, he draped it around your shoulders, but kept his hands on it. he looked down at you, the warmth of his touch mixing with the cool night air.

"yeah, it is," he replied softly, leaning down just enough for you to feel his warm breath on your skin.

the butterflies were rioting by now, but you stepped a little closer.

"may i?" nicholas whispered, to which you nodded softly.

without a second thought, he pulled you closer by his jacket and brushed his lips over yours.

── .✦ ej (411 words)

there was a small distance between you as you walked, yet every so often, euijoo’s fingers brushed yours . the tiny, accidental touches sent a rush of goosebumps up your arms (which, naturally, you blamed on the cool autumn breeze).

euijoo turned to you, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “do you have plans for the weekend?”

you looked up, meeting his eyes and shaking your head, already feeling excited at the thought of spending more time with him.

his lips curled up into a soft smile, as he hesitated a moment before asking, “would you... maybe like to come over? we could make hot chocolate, try out some fall recipes, maybe watch a few movies?” he hurriedly added, “only if you’re comfortable coming to my place, of course!”

your heart fluttered at the care in his voice, the way he seemed so intent on making sure you felt safe and comfortable.

“i’d love that, euijoo,” you replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across your lips. he smiled back, his eyes crinkling slightly at the edges.

you were so caught up in each other that neither of you realized you’d stopped walking until the sharp ring of a bicycle bell jolted you back. before you could react, euijoo’s hands found your arms, and he gently pulled you closer to make space for the cyclist.

the biker whizzed past you, but euijoo’s hands stayed on your arms, his touch ever so gentle. when you looked up, you found yourself pressed lightly against his chest and you swore you could hear his heartbeat under the thin fabric of his sweater – just a bit faster than healthy.

you opened your mouth to apologize, but he shook his head, his gaze soft and his fingers lingering as if hesitating to let you go. instead, he pulled you a little closer, his face leaning down toward yours and his cheeks painted with a faint flush.

your heart hammered in your chest, and before you could second-guess it, you rose up on your toes, softly brushing your lips against his.

── .✦ yuma (389 words)

you rolled your eyes but suppressed a grin, "it's not even that good."

yuma grinned with an unmistakable glint of mischief in his eyes. before you could react, his hands darted to your sides, fingers pressing into your ribs just enough to make you squirm.

“wait– yuma, no!” you squealed, immediately starting to laugh as he tickled you mercilessly. You tried, and failed, to push him away, your helpless attempts to get him off you drawing a chuckle from him. 

“admit i was right!” he pressed, his face lighting up with an amused grin as he kept going.

“never!” you gasped between giggles, desperately twisting to escape his grasp. somehow, in the midst of it all, he managed to get a better hold, pinning you down gently as he continued to tickle you.

“say it!” he insisted.

"fine! you’re right!” you gasped out, breathless. “you win, you win!”

he stopped, both of you still laughing as you caught your breath. as your laughter died down, the room felt oddly silent – the sound of the movie playing only a faint background noise. that’s when yuma noticed the way you looked up at him – lips slightly parted and breath still coming in short bursts – when he noticed how close you were.

his face softened as he slowly leaned over just enough to place his hands on the sofa on each side of your head. his gaze left yours for a heartbeat, dropping to your lips, before he looked up again. 

just as he was about to back away, you quickly grabbed his shirt to pull him down again and tilted your head up, closing the space between you. his breath caught in surprise as your lips brushed softly against his. for a heartbeat, he stayed still, then slowly relaxed, leaning in to return the kiss. he lifted one hand from the sofa to gently cup your face, sweeping his thumb over your cheek.

the world outside faded, the movie long forgotten, as you melted into the kiss. when he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

“so… does this mean i won twice?”

── .✦ jo (373 words)

you two had met at the beginning of semester in an art class, and although neither of you talked much, you instantly clicked. you had started hanging out after classes, and tonight he'd invited you over to just do what you loved the most.

you both enjoyed working on your own pieces while still not being alone – it almost filled you with ease. somehow, being near jo made everything feel right, even the silence.

both of you were leaning over your drawings, your heads almost touching. every time you looked up at him, a smile tugged at your lips as you noticed the little things you shared – like how he tilted his head the same way you did when concentrating, or the way he pressed his lips together just like you often did. finding jo felt like finding another version of yourself.

you turned your focus back to the paper in front of you, continuing your sketch, when a strand of hair fell out of your bun and onto jo's drawing.

he stopped and looked up from his paper, only to realize how close your faces were when you looked up as well. your eyes immediately met his, and for some reason, you couldn't look away this time.

he let go of his pencil and brought his hand up to gently tuck the loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes only leaving yours to glance down at your lips for a split second before you got lost in them again.

his hand lingered on your cheek for another second, but let go when he saw the slightest flush of pink on your cheeks.

yet, he leaned in just a tiny bit, waiting almost shyly for your reaction. his action made the pull you'd already felt towards him even stronger, so you reciprocated it.

jo met you halfway, closing the bit of distance that was left between you, and gently placed his soft lips on top of yours.

── .✦ harua (421 words)

"i took so long to straighten my hair," you sulked, drawing a little chuckle from harua.

you were still too far from home and you knew you wouldn't make it before it would start pouring, but you still walked faster.

as the first drop of rain fell onto harua's glasses, he took off his jacket and carefully draped it over your head, making sure to cover as much of your hair as possible.

you felt a comforting warmth, not only from his jacket and the faint scent of his perfume on the piece of clothing, but from the action itself – the fact that he'd made sure to cover your hair only cause you'd complained about the effort you'd put into them.

as the rainfall started to become heavier – and you glanced over to see harua's hair already slightly dampened, the fabric of his sweater daring to soak up – you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a closed store, finding shelter under its small front porch.

you pressed your back against the door to offer him as much space as possible, but even though you two already stood unnervingly close, the raindrops continued to fall onto harua's back.

"thank you for the jacket," you broke the silence, your voice barely audible above the plattering of the rain. harua smiled softly and grabbed your wrists as you attempted to take his jacket off your head to give it back to him.

"keep it, it's cold," he replied, his voice as soft as the look in his eyes.

you looked up at him as if asking if he was sure, and without a word, he gave you a reassuring smile. his eyes locked with yours, only interrupted by a glance down to your lips that didn't last longer than three seconds.

your heart started pounding heavier against your chest as you noticed, and you tilted your head up just slightly, as if testing the waters.

harua seemed to understand, your action being the only thing he needed to know you were thinking the same, and lowered his head to meet yours – your lips just inches away, but he hesitated.

you brought your shaking hands up to his cheeks, gently pulling him down to close the distance between you, and finally feeling his soft, slightly wet from the raindrops, lips on yours.

── .✦ taki (428 words)

“you know what's the third date tradition, right?” he'd grinned, but you hadn't taken it seriously, as you'd slipped into the photobooth with barely enough room for two.

the machine counted down, the screen flashing a “get ready!” message in bold letters. the two of you pulled silly faces for the first couple of pictures, but as the screen showed the countdown for the final photo, taki glanced at you – his expression shifting from playful to something softer. 

“can i… kiss you?” he asked, his voice quiet against the noise of the arcade outside.

your heart skipped a beat, a flurry of butterflies taking over as you looked at him, his face just inches from yours in the tiny space. but the machine was already ticking down the last few seconds, the numbers flashing on the screen, ready to snap its final shot.

without thinking, you leaned in, closing the gap between you with a quick, soft kiss just before the camera flashed. when you pulled back, you caught the flicker of surprise in his eyes. then, he blinked, a bit dazed, and let out a soft laugh. “wow. you barely even gave me a chance to finish asking.”

you shrugged, cheeks warm as you leaned back against the booth wall. “the machine doesn’t wait,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

he grinned back, still seeming a little dazed. “can’t argue with that logic.”

the photos printed with a soft whir, and taki grabbed the strip, studying the last picture with a smile. in it, your lips were just barely touching, your eyes closed, his hand blurry as he'd moved it up to cup your cheek, and you couldn’t help but blush as you looked over his shoulder.

“i guess the photobooth captured our first kiss,” he said, his voice soft, a small, slightly shy smile on his face.

you replied with a nod, your own smile widening as you glanced back up at him.

he grinned, slipping the photo strip into his pocket. “i think we’ll have to come back here and get one for each date.”

── .✦ maki (486 words)

"kiss y/n or wash the dishes!"

your eyes widened at taki's words.

"what?" you and maki asked in unison, your voices equally shocked.

your heartbeat quickened. you'd had a crush on maki for a while now (though you'd never admit that) and you couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement bubble up in your stomach.

maki furrowed his brows, looking everywhere but your direction, and slowly shook his head after some moments of hesitation.

everyone started cheering, happy to have skipped washing the dishes for another day, but you just blinked in confusion as the excitement made way to something else that felt suspiciously much like disappointment.

you stayed silent until the round finished and slipped away to the bathroom as the game wrapped up. maki’s gaze followed you until you disappeared behind the door, and he sighed softly.

while the others headed to the living room, maki stayed behind in the kitchen, starting to rinse the plates and bowls.

when you returned, you glanced around and asked, voice a bit unsteady, "where did everyone else go?" sure he wouldn’t hear you, you were surprised when maki looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time since backing out of his dare. he turned off the water before replying, “they’re in the living room.”

you nodded and started to turn toward the door, but maki quickly dried his hands and stepped over, reaching to catch your arm. “wait, y/n… are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"just didn't think i'm so unkissable that you prefer washing the dishes of ten people," you said with a chuckle that sounded more forced than intended.

"no!" he protested. then, he added a little more seriously, “i just… didn’t want our first kiss to happen over a silly dare.”

"don't explain, maki, i totally get it, i–", you began, but stopped short as his words sank in. "wait. what do you mean 'our first kiss'?"

maki sighed. he wished he could somehow back out from this but there was no logical excuse for what he'd said, so he decided to go with the truth.

he looked down briefly before confessing, “i like you. i have for a while now. nico said he was sure you felt the same way. and… well, a game just didn’t seem like the right time for a first kiss.”

you felt your heartbeat pick up, and a smile tugged at your lips as you took a small step closer. "would now be a better time?” you asked softly.

maki’s eyes widened a bit, a flicker of hope crossing his face. “what… do you mean?”

you chuckled, genuinely this time. “that i like you too, idiot.”

a smile spread across his face as his eyes softened. “in that case… i’d say now is perfect,” he murmured, lifting his hands to gently cup your cheeks and leaning in until his lips met yours. <3

© lovelyjuju (2024)

see my other works here | join my taglist here

ღ taglist: @chiiyuuvv @bananielle @enha-hype @tako-takiiii @20cubee

[jayparked]

understandable understandable! i’d love a lil bro like him 🥺

i had a thought about Nicholas earlier. I saw a clip of him saying he likes being called Weno because Nicho/nicholas sounds too cute to him? so imagine poking fun at him like “awww Nico~ you’re so cute” and he’s gets gen pissed off and he’s like ok bbg let me show just how cute i can be

idk much about this man but 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

- 🍎

i'd love a lil bro like maki too 😞 he'd be the most annoying and loving brother ugh but yes ahem lemme write something about nico real quick...

WARNINGS: brat punisher nico? *blinks*, slightly bratty reader, lots of teasing, fingering, dirty talk, take a shot every time i say the word 'cute'

WC: 1094

SNAIL TRAIL: i dont wanna talk about it i dont wanna talk about it i dont wanna talk about it i dont wanna talk about it i dont wanna talk about it i dont wanna talk-

you and nicholas have been sitting on the couch watching a movie for a little over an hour now, but you haven't been able to sit still. you're bored. restlessly, tiredly, annoyedly bored. and poor nicholas is having to deal with the repercussions of it.

“you’re the one who wanted to watch this movie.” nicholas warns after you’ve poked his cheek for the hundredth time.

you pout and let out a dreamy sigh, pinching his cheek between your fingers before leaning in and kissing the spot lightly. “cant help it. you’re just so cute. my cutie nico you’re so much better than any dumb movie.”

nicholas’s eyebrows narrow, gaze flicking towards you. “i’m better than a movie, yeah, but not because i’m cute.”

the intentions behind his tone go unnoticed by you, too distracted by the urge to squish his face between your hands. right when you're about to give into those urges, nicholas grabs both of your wrists, his grip tight as he pulls you forward. he stops you just inches from his face, lowering his head so that his hooded gaze meets yours.

"and what do you think you're doing?"

you gulp loudly, eyes wide at the lowness of his tone.

"...just wanted to squish your cheeks," you say meekly. no longer able to hold eye contact, you look down at your lap. nicholas's eyes flick down to your lips, his thumbs unconsciously rubbing short lines down your wrists.

"you think i'm cute?" he says slowly, one eyebrow raising playfully. all you can do is nod your head slowly, not trusting his question. all it does it make him smirk, biting his bottom lip slightly, his eyes roaming over your body. "let me show you just how cute i can be then."

you yelp as nicholas pulls your arms forward more, his hands leaving your wrists to hold you under your arms instead. he lifts you as he stands up from the couch, pulling your body close to him before laying your back flat against the cushions. he hovers over you, enjoying how your eyes widen and your breath gets caught in your chest.

he leans down, his face now next to yours, "you still think i'm cute?" he murmurs, his breath ghosting over your ear. nicholas's hands are roaming along your side, his thumb stopping just short from brushing against the side of your chest. his touch is soft and light, in total contrast to the ruggedness of his tone.

again, all you can do is nod.

the smirk on nicholas's face fades quickly. he lifts his head so he can look into your eyes again, but you try to avoid him. grasping your chin firmly in one hand, he forces you to look at him. the hungry look in his eyes is enough to have your lower body squirming, desperate to feel his body against yours. it's too obvious to go unnoticed by him. slowly, he moves one of his knees forward until it just barely makes contact right at your clothed core, making you flinch. you can't control the soft whimpers that leave your lips, trying to slowly grind yourself against his knee without appearing too pathetic.

"ah, cmon. you were so confident telling me how cute i was being earlier. what happened? did my cuteness make you shy? seems like you're the one being awfully cute now..." he clicks his tongue and chuckles slightly, his free hand still exploring your skin.

"i'm sorry." you manage to finally get out weakly.

"oh, you're sorry?" he laughs loudly and lets go of your chin. "well i guess that fixes everything now, does it?" he gives a convincing smile, one you know would fool anyone else. but you know him too well, "so you don't need me to punish you then. we can just go back to watching the movie-"

"no!" you yelp and grab the front of his shirt as he attempted to pull away from you. heat rushes to your face, closing your eyes tightly. you didn't mean for the words to rush out and sound as desperate as they did. but there's no taking them back now.

"that's what i thought." finally, his hand moves past your navel, his thumb hooking under the hem of your sweatpants, moving teasingly slow. you know he wants you to beg, to completely fold and take your words back. but the urge to be stubborn and not give in so easily trumps your need to feel his fingers inside you.

and yet, even with these intentions in your mind, your mouth betrays you.

"weno, please."

you watch as his eyebrows perk up with surprise, eyes now sparkling with a newfound hunger. he groans as he pushes your sweatpants past your hips, taking your underwear down with it. just because he's won in the battle of patience doesn't mean he's going to prolong it. before you can even process the feeling of the air against your bare skin, he's shoving two fingers inside you, not even caring to check to see how wet you are.

"aahhh, look at you. all of this for me," he coos, mouth hanging open in pleasure as he coaxes the moans from your body. the pace he scissors his fingers into you is overwhelming, leaving you digging your nails into his arms as you hang onto tightly.

only a few minutes pass with him continuously drilling his fingers into you at an unforgiving, unfaltering pace and already your orgasm is quickly approaching. you know he'll never let this go if you come so fast, it'll only fuel his already large smug ego.

"you can't hold back now," he smirks, "i can feel you clenching around me. just give in. you'll feel soooo good if you do." his words only makes it harder to hang onto your sanity. so, without wanting to, you can't help but give in.

nicholas moans along with you as he feels your juices spraying along his fingers. quickly, though, he's cradling you with his other arm, kissing your temple as he slows his fingers down, helping you through your high.

when you finally come to, you manage to breathe out an airy, "why?"

"hm? you thought i wasn't gonna let you come? my baby was being so cute and feeling so needy, i just couldn't help myself." he kisses the tip of your nose lightly and pulls you up against his chest, hugging you tightly.

"now that you've had your moment, pay attention to the movie. i wont be so considerate a second time."

♡ pls like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed! ♡ masterlist ♡ all rights reserved jayparked 02/15/25 do not copy, repost, or translate. if you're inspired to create something similar to my work, please credit me

[chiiyuuvv]

daily bf!nico texts ★

5 attachments requested!

notes! ty for rqing and enjoy!

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

︴bonus! translation for the chinese: did you take out the trash? / yeah, i didn't think you'd notice / tysm / giving you kisses the next time i see you / running back home now. if any of this is wrong then blame google translate

▸ taglist 📬 @cherrycolaberry , @wtfisgoingright , @slytherinshua , @luvnicho , @enhacolor , @lakoya

🎬 navi

@chiiyuuvv on tumblr . do not steal works/headers/line dividers

[ninisdollie]

Experience - Koga Yudai ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡

Part 2 here

Content: +18 MDNI Blowjob, fem!readerx K inexperienced!reader x experienced! K, dirty talking, dacryphilia. Reader will call him "Kei" , Best Friends!To lovers

“In which reader is insecure about her inexperience in sex, so her best friend offers to help.”

It was another weekend night in which you really didn't have much to do, everyone else had plans already and although you were invited to a few of them, you decided to reject them and instead, preferred to stay at your dorm, maybe watch a movie and order some pizza.

The truth is, all of your best girlfriends had couples, and you were the only one left single in the group. You didn't really care that much, they were still good friends to you, and their boyfriends were really sweet guys, however, it made you feel lonely when all of them got to go on dates and romantic plans, you wished you had that too sometimes. Although you were doing great on your own, in nights like this, you wished there was someone you could cuddle and hug.

It wasn’t only that, to be honest. When you and your friends hung out, they would start talking about their experiences with their boyfriends, sexual experiences, to be especific. They would giggle while they talked about how good they made them feel, and how awesome the sex was. You enjoyed the stories, laughing with them and teasing them too, however, at one point it started to make you really insecure, since you’d never had that for yourself.

The curiosity was killing you, you wanted to experience that, to be able to find out what was so awesome about it, if it was true that boys could make you feel that good.

You weren't even an ugly girl, you were actually really pretty, and a lot of guys had showed interest for you in the past, but nothing ended up working out.

You sighed, scrolling through your phone on social media, laying on your bed with your favourite pajama set, you didn't want to admit that you were actually really bored.

As if heaven had heard you, a notification popped out.

Kei: Yo, what you doing tonight?

You opened the message and smiled at you best friend's text.

Kei was your best friend since almost 5 years ago, you met each other thanks to mutual friends, and got along right away. Everyone would talk about how particular this friendship was, since you were the quiet girl, a little shy, not so many friends, and barely went out, and he was the social butterfly guy, the popular, almost every girl at college was totally obsessed with him, but for you, he was more than that. He was the only guy you could really trust, he had held your hair in parties so you could throw up in the toilet, helped you with complicated homework, wiped your tears during your first breakup, bought the best birthday presents for you, and was always in the good and bad moments of your life. He was the best friend any girl could ask for.

Y/N: Not much, in bed, bored :(

He replied almost immediately.

Kei: I'll be on your place in 10, order pizza!! :)

You smiled again, he was always like this, didn't even care to ask if he could come, sometimes he would even show up uninvited.

You got up from bed and organised your dorm a bit, cleaned up the little mess you had, called the pizza restaurant and ordered his favourite (pepperoni) and put on a random movie, waiting for him to show up.

In exactly ten minutes, a knock on your door.

"Fuck the guys, always putting me aside" He didn't even said hi, taking off his shoes and getting inside, placing a little kiss on your head before jumping right into your bed.

His hair was a little messy, you could tell he was probably laying in bed too, wearing only grey sweatpants and a matching hoodie. His long body taking up almost your whole bed, his legs hanging from the edge. His perfume's scent invaded the air, and completely took over you vanilla- scented air freshener.

You chuckled, rolling your eyes before closing the door. You stood up in front of him, crossing your arms on your chest.

"They have girlfriends now, Kei." You raised an eyebrow, teasing him before climbing on bed too, laying by his side.

He let out a groan, an annoyed look on his pretty face.

"I know, but still, no time for me?" He faked a pout, and you couldn't help but chuckle again. "At least I have my pretty wonderful stunning beautiful best friend who would never put me aside" He said with cloying voice and hugged you aggressively, you pushed him.

"Yeah well, wait until I find my own boyfriend" You teased, taking the tv remote in your hand before pressing play on the movie.

"God forbid!".

The night continued as most of the times, you watched the movie, ate the pizza, laughed at each others jokes, and even gossiped a bit. You always enjoyed your time with him, suddenly forgetting all your problems, he had that kind of effect in you, and that's why you loved his friendship so much. He felt like home to you.

His laugh was so loud, he had the habit to clap when dying of laughter, and you had stolen that habit too, subconsciously. Sometimes his face would become all red from laughing so much, you thought it was the cutest thing in the world.

"So you're saying that Chaewon cheats on her boyfriend?" He raised an eyebrow, really enjoying the tea, he was always so nosy.

You nodded, taking the last bite of your slice of pizza before closing the box and throwing it on the floor besides the bed. He would always throw it on the trash before leaving your dorm.

"Yeah, with that guy from the football team, she sucks his dick on his car" You chuckled, and he gasped.

"Damn, that's wrong" He shook his head, which was laying lazily on the wall "However, can't blame him, a good head can drive a man crazy" He said and laughed, you fake laughed too, suddenly tense at the joke, remembering your conversations with your friends, where they would make jokes like this and you would laugh as if you'd understood.

"Yeah..." You looked at the now turned off tv, sighing slowly, thinking of another topic to talk about, since this one made you uncomfortable.

Kei noticed the change on your tone and your face, frowning his eyebrows and sitting straight on your bed, he placed a hand on your thigh.

"What?" He asked, tilting his head.

You looked at him, shaking your head and smiling softly. "Nothing"

You didn't want to tell him your thoughts, how insecure it made you being the only one on your friend group that didn't have the experience in things like sex, that sometimes you felt almost like a loser, even if you knew that it didn't make you one, you were only waiting for the perfect moment.

But you wanted it so bad too.

Kei let out a groan.

"Bullshit, something's on your mind" he sat closer, rubbing your thigh with his thumb. "You know you can tell me anything" his sweet tone made you sigh, you knew that, but you were also embarrassed.

You wet your lips before talking, sitting straight too and looking at him, then your own hands, playing with the sleeves of your hoodie.

"It's just that, I don't know. Sometimes when me and the girls talk about these things, things they do with boys, it makes me a little... uncomfortable" You looked up at him, biting your lip. "Not because I think it's taboo or something, just... you know, I've never done anything like that"

He looked at you with his lips parted, a little confusion on his face.

"And even though I don't really care that much, sometimes I wish I knew what it feels like, to feel good, and to make a guy feel good" You sighed again, your cheeks suddenly red, even if he was your best friend, you were embarrassed about this confession.

"You've never done... anything?" He looked surprised, and you rolled your eyes. "I mean! I thought you may have! You don't have to tell me everything, so I thought you did but didn't want to tell me"

You let out and exasperated sigh, laying again on your back, looking at the ceiling.

"Forget it."

"Okay, sorry, sorry, but hey, you can talk to me about this and you know it. Why does it make you insecure? No one cares if you haven't done anything" He looked down at you, his elbow resting by your side.

You covered your face with your hand, not wanting him to notice your rosy cheeks.

"I know that, Kei. But as a girl, you can't help it, I want to feel desired, I want to know what it feels like to feel good and make a man feel good, i don't know, maybe there is something wrong with me, maybe I'm not pretty enough, or hot enough, or maybe-"

"You know that's not true." His voice sounded a little more serious this time when he cut you off, and you frowned your eyebrows at him, blinking twice. "You're a gorgeous girl, and you're very hot".

A silence stablished between you two, and you sighed before looking at the ceiling again, so ashamed, you just didn't want to talk about it anymore, you were starting to feel silly.

Kei kept his eyes on you, like analysing something you couldn’t really guess, you squirmed on the bed, crossing your arms again, the silence so loud, something in the air you couldn't quite tell.

After a few minutes, he finally broke the silence.

"I could help you if you want".

You stayed still, blinking again. What did he mean by 'help you'.

"I'm not interested in any of your friends-"

"I don't mean that."

Oh.

You looked up at him, your lips parted in shock. He was looking you straight in your eyes, his jaw clenched, he swallowed, his dark eyes sparkly.

You sat up again, shaking your head multiple times, you could almost laugh about how silly it sounded. Him? Help you gain experience in sex? Your best friend in the whole world?

"No. Don't be silly, you're my best friend" Your voice sounded weak when you said it, he kept his hand on your thigh, now grabbing it.

"I know, that's why I think there's no better option. You trust me and I trust you, right?"

You took a deep breath, he was looking at you with an expression you've never seen on his face before.

The silence stablished again for a few minutes, you playing with your hands, him looking at you while you took your time to think.

This was Kei, your Kei, your best friend who you'd always thought of as a brother, the one who teased you, pranked you and treated you like an annoying little sister. You couldn't even imagine doing something like that with him.

But also.

He was Kei, your handsome best friend, who always smelled so good, who had those manly big hands, very well trained body, who had all the girls drooling over him and talking about how good he was in bed, who had that perfect smile and laugh that made you forget everything that concerned you, who would always stay by your side, who you would trust in any situation, who had done everything for you even the impossible, who you trusted with your life, who felt like home to you.

You sighed again.

"Fine, help me."You were now shy to look at him, but you did anyways, feeling a shiver down your spine when he smirked a bit, rubbing your thigh again.

"I promise I won't make it awkward, you know you can trust me."

You nodded slowly, tucking a few strings of your hair behind your ears, feeling very nervous. You didn't want to ruin this.

"What do you want to learn?" he asked so casually, it made you feel even dumber.

You looked at his face for a few seconds, there was not a clue of teasing on his voice, he was completely serious about this, and you wanted to laugh at how absurd all of this sounded, however, and to be honest, it was true that there was not a better option.

You thought for a minute, and the words left your mouth before you could stop them.

"Teach me how to suck... you know." You spoke quietly, and he took a few seconds before taking a deep breath, the hand that was on your thigh now running through his silky brown hair.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to give head." Now there was a little bit of tease on his voice, and you pushed his arm softly, a blush on your cheeks.

"Don't say it like that!"

"Oh now you wanna be classy" He chuckled, and you rolled your eyes, getting up feeling completely embarrassed. Forget it, you weren't doing this.

But before you could run away to hide in the bathroom, he took your wrist, making you fall onto his lap, grabbing your hips before taking you in for a kiss.

You gasped, taking a few seconds before reciprocating the kiss, closing your eyes and letting him do his thing. It was weird, you were on top of your best friend, kissing him, you never thought this would happen. You didn't even notice how tense you were until you weren't anymore, when his tongue explored your mouth and you whimpered, the kiss getting sloppier and deeper, you tilted your head, sighing above his mouth, the shiver on your spine going down until your core when he bit your lower lip and gripped your waist so you could feel him getting hard in his sweats. Nobody had ever kissed you like this before, it was a crash of lips, tongues and teeth. His scent was all over the air now, and it was driving you crazy, his big hands running from your waist to your thighs, then to your chest, beneath your hoodie, grabbing one of your breasts and squeezing it softly, making you squirm and your skin crawl, you couldn't help but let out a little moan, he was letting out little sighs too.

He broke the kiss, looking at you straight in the eye, his own shining with something you couldn't tell.

"Get on your knees." His words were soft but demanding, and you bit your lip, which was swollen from the kiss.

You obeyed immediately, while he sat on the edge of the bed, your head spinning, you couldn't believe this was real life. You let your knees touch the floor of your bedroom, and looked up at him, his long legs by your sides, your heart pounding on your chest. Everything started to feel blurry, you felt so hot and dizzy, you couldn't think straight.

He cupped your cheek with his hand, tracing circles with his thumb, you leaned to his touch, his skin was a little calloused, but it felt so good when he caressed you like this, you almost melted, closing your eyes and rubbing your cheek on his palm, you didn't see but he smirked.

"When you're going to go down on a guy, you need to tease a bit first." he talked slowly, his voice deeper than before, the air filled with tension. "For example..."

He traced his thumb across your lower lip, and you blinked before parting your lips, his finger entering your mouth, and you sighed before closing your lips around it, sucking slowly, running your tongue over it, you could see how his jaw clenched, something shifting in his eyes, before he started thrusting it in and out, your saliva glistening around it, he pressed it down on your tongue.

"Open." And you obeyed, opening your mouth and letting him reach your throat with his thumb, this made you gag a little bit, you took a deep breath through your nose, your eyes watering. "That's it." He smirked again, and you kept sucking his finger, almost moaning around it, you didn't know why it felt so good, but you loved the expression on his face, as if he was trying to hold himself back, it made you squirm on the floor, the tingles between your legs.

He removed his finger, a thread of spit between it and your mouth, you swallowed, batting your eyelashes so you could clear you eyesight from your watery eyes.

"Now, rub me above the clothes" his voice was almost a whisper, and you hesitated before putting your hands on his thighs, running them up and down, slowly, and then you reached his crotch, you met up with his already hardened cock, and you almost gasped at how big it felt even above the cotton of his sweatpants.

You ran your hand up and down, gripping a little tight which made him hiss through his teeth and rock his hips upwards, you glanced up at him again and he nodded, encouraging but also kind of desperate. This made you gain confidence, and you kept groping his length, wetting your lips which were starting to feel a little dry.

"Alright, take them off." He said, breathing heavily.

You took the waistband of his sweatpants, and he lifted his hips just enough so you could pull them down to his toes, then your eyes opened wide when you realised he wasn't wearing any underwear, his full-hard cock in front of your face, the swollen, red tip leaking precum, the veins popping out. You took another deep breath, glancing up at him, he wet his lips before speaking.

"Start licking, slowly, from the base to the tip. Take your time there, it's the most sensitive part, tease a bit. Look at me when you do it, eye contact is important in oral sex".

You nodded, hesitating again before wrapping his cock with your hand, this one looking so delicate and small in comparison with his size. You leaned in, sticking your tongue out before licking how he ordered, slowly, from the base, taking your time to feel the veins on your tongue, making your way up to the tip, on which you traced circles around it, tasting the salty precum and this made your mouth water even more. He tensed up in your bed, grabbing the sheets in his fist, hissing again a bit louder, his eyes were connected with yours, his look filled with lust.

"That's it, such a good girl". You whimpered at the praise, it made you feel good that he was enjoying this, and it made you enjoy it even more.

You repeated the process, going from the tip to the base, covering his length with your saliva, tasting him on your tongue and licking him with devotion, you wanted him to love this. He grabbed your jaw, making you look at him.

"Now suck, take your time with it, take me as far as you can, breathe with your nose so you don't choke, try not to rub your teeth." His voice was still sweet, like he was teaching you something from school, so patient, but also so deep, filled with desire and lust, it made you shiver.

You nodded again, looking at his glistening cock before wrapping your mouth around the tip, and you sucked. He let out a small groan, and you took him deeper on your mouth, relaxing your jaw and feeling him until you felt like gagging, your eyes started to water again, you breathed through your nose before you kept going, you took him so deep that you could feel him on the back of your throat. You looked up at him, and the sight made you squirm again on the floor. His head was thrown back, he was biting his lip, he placed his hand gently on your head. And you started moving, sucking him up and down, tracing his cock with your tongue, swallowing his taste and gagging around him, your hand reached the part that your throat couldn't, and you moved it along with your head, this made him groan again.

"Fuck yeah, that's it." he hissed, his grip on your hair getting tighter, but he didn't push. Not yet.

You kept going, until you were almost moaning around him, a mess of saliva around the corners of your lips, your eyes so watery every time you suppressed a gag, he seemed to like that, he was whimpering and groaning, cursing breathless. Your throat closed around his cock, and you kept bumping your head, with more confidence now, your jaw dripping your own saliva, falling onto the floor and on your own knees.

He was a mess, grabbing your hair and cursing out loud, hissing between his teeth and groaning your name, biting his lips, he kept his eyes on you, and you locked your hazy view on his, he groaned louder. It was such an obscene scene, you kept remembering this was your best friend, but for some reason you liked it even more, knowing him from a long time and getting to see him like this, and it was you making him feel good.

“Look at you crying and drooling all over me, so pretty.” He praised again and you moaned, rocking your hips so you rubbed yourself against your toe, needing some release from the pain between your legs, he saw this and smirked. “You’re loving this aren’t you? Rubbing yourself while you choke around me. You’re a natural, baby, didn’t need to learn shit”.

You let out a sound that was like a cry, and he grabbed your hair tighter, taking his cock out as you breathed heavily, your chest moving up and down, he made you look at him, a mischievous smile on his face, your nose running just like your eyes, your whole face red. You felt like you were about to pass out, your heart racing, your lungs looking for air.

“Open.”

And you did. You opened your mouth again and he inserted himself again, to the bottom of your throat, you shut your eyes and grabbed his thighs for balance when he started to thrust his hips slowly, but with strength, in and out of your mouth, using it, now face-fucking you, more groans and raw moans leaving his lips, you’d never heard such a hot sound.

It was so messy, your forehead wet from sweat, your cheeks from spit and tears, the gagging sounds combined with his manly moans, your gasps for air, you loved it, you were absolutely going crazy, you loved his grip on your hair, you loved the faces he was making, how his jaw was clenched, how he bit his lip, how he talked between his teeth.

"Fuck, I'm close".

He pulled back and sat again on the bed, stroking himself real fast, his bicep bumping, a vein popping out, whimpering, you just watched, still rubbing yourself on your toe, the wetness and stickiness on your panties almost impossible to ignore.

"Open your mouth baby."

And you did, you watched how he touched himself, his hand covered in your spit and his precum, the tip of his cock swollen and red, and you sticked your tongue out, waiting for him to release himself, which he did. You felt the warm strips falling on your mouth, on your cheeks, on your jaw, some even on the skin of your knees, it was a complete mess, and you loved every second of it, how he trembled and arched his back cumming all over your face.

"Fuck." He sighed deeply, and you took the cum with your fingers and licked them clean, he glanced at you, with a little smile on his lips.

He grabbed your hand and helped you get up, cupped your face with his hands and leaned you in for a kiss, you melted into the kiss as he tasted himself on your mouth, exploring with his tongue like he did before, before pushing you onto the bed.

You chuckled once the kiss broke, he looked at you with sparkly eyes, as if something new had grown inside him.

"You're so perfect, that was the best blowjob ever" He said and you chuckled, pushing his chest and rolling your eyes.

"Don't lie to me"

He kissed you again, and you let him.

"I'm not lying, but there's still so much more I can teach you".

You sighed, knowing then that this wouldn't be the last lesson from your best friend.

my first Kei drabble! hope you enjoy it <3 if so, please like and reblog! my requests are now open 💗

[starryjake]

neighbors | k.y

in which you have feelings for your dilf neighbor.

pairing: koga yudai x fem!reader

includes: age gap (reader is early twenties, k is almost thirty), dilf k, k is divorced, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (lmk if i missed anything).

a/n: first full length &team smut! i love k so much so this is LONG! but its worth the read i think. enjoy!

the crying. the never ending, slightly muffled wailing sound piercing into your ears as you tried to sleep.

having lived in your apartment for about five months then, you were used to it. your neighbor, k, was an incredibly nice man. he was a single father, therefore you tried not to get annoyed whenever you heard that baby crying in the middle of the night. you knew he didn’t have it easy, having to take care of a baby on his own.

but that night, you were exhausted.

you’d worked a double shift, a rather awful double shift. it was long and when you got back to your apartment, all you wanted to do was go to sleep considering you had to be back at work early the next morning.

but you couldn’t sleep, not with that baby crying so loud.

you huffed and threw the covers off your body, trudging out of bed. you didn’t even bother changing out of your pajamas—a matching set with a cherry pattern. you threw on some slippers and dragged yourself out of your apartment.

in the hallway, you took a few steps and landed in front of k’s door. you could hear the baby crying even more prominently from out there.

you knocked as softly as you could, wanting him to hear it but not wanting to disrupt the baby even more.

you could hear shuffling from behind the door before the door unlocked, and there appeared a very tired looking k with the crying baby in his arms.

you suddenly felt even worse about storming over there, seeing how he looked even more tired than you.

“gosh, i’m sorry, y/n,” he sighed. “i know you’re probably trying to sleep, she just won’t go down tonight. i don’t know what it is, she just keeps crying.”

“oh,” you said, feeling guilt pang in your chest. “it’s okay. i just came to ask if you needed any help?”

that was not, in fact, why you went over there. however, seeing him look the way he did, you knew he could use another hand.

“i couldn’t ask you to do that,” he responded.

“you don’t have to ask,” you said. “i wanna help.”

you mostly wanted to help so you could get the baby down and finally get some sleep. however, you did want to help k out of the goodness of your heart, knowing he probably needed it but was too stubborn to ask.

he was married, now divorced. his wife left only a few months after the baby was born, unable to handle being a mother. you’d lived next door the entire time and the walls were so thin that you could hear their fights. but then one night, it stopped.

you got closer to k once he and his wife divorced. you brought him coffee sometimes from the coffee shop you worked at or brought him groceries, but you’d never helped him take care of his child.

you were younger than him. you’d never taken care of a child before. he was reaching 30, while you were still in your early twenties.

“okay,” he responded, completely and utterly defeated because of the baby.

he stepped out of the doorway so you could come inside. he led you to the baby’s nursery.

“i’ve been trying for hours,” he explained. “i don’t know what it is and i feel like a horrible dad for not knowing.”

“you’re not a horrible dad,” you told him. “can i see her?”

he carefully handed his child over to you. you held her like you were holding the world’s most fragile piece of china.

“why aren’t you going to sleep?” you asked her in a soft voice, slowly rocking her back and forth against your chest. “i know you’re sleepy.”

k watched you interact with his child. you were so soft and sweet and gentle with her, it made his heart swell. and you were still in your pajamas, your hair slightly messy from your pillow. he thought you were stunning.

he’d always thought you were stunning. from the day you moved in next door and brought him homemade cookies to introduce yourself, he was attracted. he had his wife then, but still allowed himself to acknowledge your beauty.

then, his wife was gone, but you were there and still so frustratingly pretty. but he never acted on it. he was almost positive you wouldn’t be interested in him. he was handsome, yes, but he was a dad and was almost 10 years older than you. you surely could have your choice of any man and he was sure that man wouldn’t be him.

k was so entranced staring at you that he hadn’t even noticed the crying sound died down, and eventually had come to an ultimate stop.

the baby fell asleep in your arms.

you ever so carefully placed her in her crib, and k watched in dismay. you casually snuck past him, leaving the room, and he followed, softly shutting the door behind him.

“how the hell did you do that?” he asked, following you into the kitchen.

“i honestly don’t know,” you admitted. “maybe she just needed a woman’s touch.”

“i don’t even know how to thank you,” he gushed.

“don’t worry about it,” you assured him sweetly. “a good night of sleep is enough for me.”

“me too,” he said. “well, thank you a ton, seriously.”

he walked you back over to the door.

“not a problem,” you responded. “goodnight.”

“goodnight,” he replied.

you walked out and back into your apartment, able to fall asleep as soon as you got back into bed.

-

a few nights later, you’d had a similar day as the one you had before. you’d worked an awful double shift and wanted nothing more than to just sleep and wake up to a better day.

you got into bed and waited. you waited for the torturous sound of that baby wailing to start up, but it never did.

you waited and waited, half waiting for yourself to fall asleep and half waiting for the crying to begin. neither happened.

you were getting more frustrated by the second. first you couldn’t fall asleep because of the sound of the baby crying but now you couldn’t fall asleep because it wasn’t crying? you were going insane, surely.

you sat up in your bed, ready to trudge to the living room to put a show on since it was clear sleep was not coming your way anytime soon.

however, before you could do that, your phone vibrated with a text message alert.

you picked it up, surprised to find it was k texting you at nearly 12 o’clock in the morning.

k - you still awake?

y/n - i am…why is it so quiet over there?

k - baby is with my parents tonight. i thought i’d fall asleep in a minute but it’s so eerily quiet that i can’t.

he was having the same exact problem you were.

y/n - agreed. i was about to go watch tv since i can’t sleep lol

k - i have a better idea

y/n - i’m listening

k - i’ve got an unopened bottle of wine calling our names.

and that was how you ended up at k’s apartment at midnight, once again in your pajamas, splitting a bottle of white wine.

“i still can’t get over how easily you got her to stop crying the other night,” k gushed, his half empty glass in his grasp.

you were both sat on his couch in his living room, close but not close enough that you were touching.

“i don’t know,” you admitted. “she must just like me.”

“yeah, well i don’t blame her,” he replied. your eyebrow raised, but before you could think about what he meant by that, he added, “it’s so weird without her here. i feel like i have all this freedom for the night and yet i’m still here in my apartment.”

“hey, you’re drinking wine with your awesome neighbor,” you said. “that’s something.”

k laughed at that, his arm snaking around the top of the couch. if you took just a few scoots closer to him, his arm would be around you.

“you’re right,” he said. “i’m surprised you came.”

“really? how come?” you wondered.

“i don’t know many people your age that would spend a friday night drinking wine with their almost 30-year-old neighbor,” he explained, taking a small sip of said wine.

“trust me, i’d much rather be here than out at a club or something,” you responded.

“yeah? how come?” he questioned.

“this is just more my vibe,” you shrugged. “plus you’re cooler than i think you give yourself credit for.”

you took a rather large sip of wine, feeling the bitter liquid waterfall down your throat and settle in your stomach. your body felt warm and your head started feeling lighter, the alcohol slowly hitting you.

“oh c’mon,” he laughed. “i’m a single dad who can’t even get my own baby to stop crying. i am not cool.”

“i think you are,” you shrugged, pressing your cheek against the couch cushion.

“well, you’re sweet,” he said.

your cheeks reddened. you pressed your face against the cushion further, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing. he’d barely said anything and yet you were already blushing.

truthfully, you had a crush on k. from the minute you’d first laid eyes on him, you could not believe he was your neighbor. you were disappointed to find out he had a wife, and secretly excited when you found out they were getting a divorce.

you wanted him and you tried your best to make that known, but it’d been months and nothing had ever happened between you two.

“don’t hide,” he laughed softly, scooting ever so slightly closer to you.

you took another sip of the wine, swallowing the rest of it. your body relaxed at the sensation of the alcohol taking over your head. you felt light like you were a speck of dust in the air.

you giggled a little, pressing your hand to your face and feeling your warm cheeks.

“are you hot?” he asked, smiling down at you.

“mhm,” you nodded. “but not as hot as you.”

yeah, you were tipsy. you never would’ve been so bold completely sober.

“oh, am i?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, taken aback by your forwardness.

“yeah,” you answered, scanning his attractive face. you bit your lower lip. “really hot.”

he chuckled, feeling himself blush like he was back in high school again. you were not yourself. you were drunk, and as much as he enjoyed seeing you flirt so shamelessly with him, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. not that night.

“so sweet,” he cooed, “and i can say the same for you.”

“really?” you said. “you think i’m hot?”

“of course,” he responded, staring down at his hand as it inched closer to your thigh. “you’re very, very pretty.”

suddenly, his hand was on your thigh. you looked down at it, how big his hand was, how heavy and warm it felt on your leg. you placed your hand on top of his and looked back up at his face.

the tension between you two was thick. you wanted more of him and he desperately wanted more of you, but he couldn’t. what he was doing then was far enough.

he patted your thigh before removing it all together.

“you’re drunk, honey,” he said.

you pouted slightly at the loss of his hand on you.

“‘m not that drunk,” you slurred.

he laughed, standing up from the couch. he helped you rise to your feet, and you swayed slightly once you were standing.

“i disagree,” he replied. “c’mon, i’ll walk you back.”

you tried to hide the fact that you were sulking as he walked you back to your own apartment. he kept a firm grip on your arm to keep you from stumbling.

you fumbled with the lock and key before getting the door to your apartment open and stepping inside. you and k walked to your bedroom. he lifted the covers for you and helped you slide in.

“comfy?” he asked, tucking you in sweetly.

“mhm,” you hummed, your eyelids suddenly growing heavy. “k?”

“yeah?”

“will you stay until i fall asleep?”

it was a silly request. you were a grown woman and you didn’t need your neighbor to stay with you until you fell asleep, but you wanted him around. his company made you feel safe and warm.

he smiled at your sweet words.

“yeah,” he assured you. “i’ll stay.”

he moved to sit on the other side of your bed, his back propped up against your array of pillows. he didn’t try to touch you or hold you, just simply laid beside you.

with the state you were in, it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. two minutes and you were out like a light.

k stayed for a bit longer, examining your delicate face and the steady rhythm of your chest rising up and down. he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

-

your head was pounding the minute you woke up and you were immediately mortified in remembrance of what you did yesterday.

flirting with your older, recently divorced neighbor? what were you thinking?

half asleep, you grabbed your phone from off your nightstand and located your text messages with him.

y/n - k, i’m so sorry about yesterday

next door, k was already awake, standing in front of the coffee machine and eagerly awaiting for his cup to be brewed. he noticed his phone vibrate and was delighted to find a text message from you.

he was surprised that you were apologizing.

k - good morning. sorry for what?

y/n - the way i acted. i know it was inappropriate so i hope i didn’t make you uncomfortable :(

you were so shy and innocent, k actually thought it was cute: the fact that you were apologizing for simply calling him hot yesterday.

k - you have nothing to apologize for, y/n. it was actually really nice drinking with you. we should do it again sometime.

the contents of his text woke you up slightly. you were surprised he actually wanted to do it again after the way you acted.

you sent him a response telling him you would love that before turning your phone back off and going back to sleep in hopes that your hangover would feel better once you woke up.

-

the flat screen tv in front of you played a romantic comedy, one you weren’t really paying any attention to. you couldn’t, not with k sitting right next to you, close enough that your legs were touching.

his body heat was radiating off of him like a furnace, making your own body warm. his eyes were glued to the screen, you found when you glanced over at him.

feeling your eyes on him, he looked back at you, offering you a sly grin.

it was a few days later since you’d last gone over to his place. this time, you weren’t going to let yourself get so drunk in front of him. you didn’t need to embarrass yourself again.

again, his baby was staying with his parents leaving the apartment all to himself, which made it the perfect night to invite you over for a movie.

“you okay?” he asked.

“yeah,” you affirmed, blushing from being caught looking at him.

he chuckled breathily, suddenly taking the initiative to wrap his arm around you. a part of you had been waiting for him to do so all night.

you felt relaxed as your head rested on his shoulder. he caressed your arm with his thumb, looking back to the screen like what he was doing wasn’t a big deal.

it wasn’t a big deal. all he’d done was put his arm around you, yet you were freaking out internally. just his touch alone was enough to drive you crazy.

it didn’t help that he looked so good that night too. you were used to seeing him in business and formal clothes, but he was dressed comfortable and casually then in gray sweatpants and a hoodie, and he looked amazing. he smelled so good too. you were practically writhing beside him.

he noticed your restlessness, your fidgeting, your occasional glances at him.

“are you tired?” he asked. “we can finish the movie another night if you wanna get some sleep.”

“no, no, i’m not tired,” you assured. “just…”

you trailed off, too embarrassed to tell him you were so distracted and fidgety because of him.

“just what?”

the way he was looking at you didn’t help your case. his gaze made your squirm, crossing your legs and arms over yourself like you were trying to hide from him.

“i-i don’t…”

you were pathetic, truly. you couldn’t even utter out a sentence.

“you’re cute,” k said, chuckling at your state. “is it because i put my arm around you? i can move it if you’d like.”

“no, i like it,” you assured, placing your hand on top of his wrist to keep it where it was. “i like having your hands on me.”

like a switch was flipped, the atmosphere suddenly changed. k’s eyebrow raised slightly, surprised by your entirely sober words.

“oh yeah?” he asked, his grip on your shoulder tightening slightly.

“mhm,” you hummed, feeling your heart start to beat faster.

“where else do you want my hands?” he wondered, a flirtatious tone to his voice. he moved his hand up to the back of your head, feeling your hair. “want them in your hair?”

your squeezed your thighs together with need. his words were making you more aroused by the second.

“no,” you answered.

“no?” he repeated, moving his hand down to your chin. he tilted your head to face him, your faces close. “how about here?”

you gulped, your eyes flickering down to his lips. suddenly, you were overcome with the need to have them on you, to feel them against your own. luckily, k seemed to have the same idea.

he leaned in and connected your lips together in a slow, deep kiss. your jaw fell slack right away, accepting his lips against your own and letting him take the ropes, knowing you would follow.

you found yourself shifting closer to his body, your hand snaking around his neck. you slid your fingers into his dark hair and tugged slightly on the roots, pushing his lips against you harder.

that encouraged him to slide his tongue into your mouth, where you proceeded to rub yours against him, tasting him and exchanging your saliva.

he eventually departed from your lips and trailed down to your neck, where he sucked on your sensitive skin. you gasped, throwing your head back slightly to give him better access.

while he kissed and nibbled on your neck, his hands trailed down your waist, rubbing your sides. his touch felt electric, unlike any other way you’d felt when other guys had touched you before.

k wasn’t like any of the other guys though. he was older and thus more experienced. it was like he knew your body better than you did because every touch he delivered to you felt amazing.

his hand slid under your shirt, caressing your warm bare skin. he trailed up to your bare breast, giving it a soft squeeze.

“fuck,” you whispered when his thumb grazed over your erect nipple.

“this okay?” he asked, glancing up at you.

“yes,” you answered. “please.”

“please what?” he asked, pulling your shirt up so it exposed your tits to him. “what do you need, sweetheart?”

“need you to touch me,” you told him, an underlying tone of desperation in your voice.

“i am touching you,” he responded, tweaking your nipple in between his slim fingers.

“more,” you cried out, jutting your hips up so he would get the idea of where you needed his touch.

he knew, even without you practically shoving it in his face. he could tell you were pent up and was eager to touch your pussy anyway, knowing it was probably absolutely drenched in your arousal.

“okay, baby,” he complied, hooking his fingers into your waistband. “i’ll give you what you want.”

he slid your pants down your legs, leaving you in just a pair of lacy baby blue underwear. he swallowed at the sight, at his beautiful neighbor who was sprawled out half naked on his couch, writhing for him.

“fuck,” he whispered, stroking your smooth inner thighs. “you are fucking beautiful.”

he was truly astonished, taking in your body in such dismay. he couldn’t believe you were all his to play with for the night.

finally, he reached out and rubbed your pussy over your underwear. your arousal was quick to seep through the fabric, making it stick to your pussy and accentuate your clit and folds.

k could feel the heat and wetness radiating through and wanted nothing more to stick his head between your thighs and lick the fabric until you were kicking him away from the overstimulation.

instead, he slid your panties down your legs and spread your knees apart. your pussy was glistening in arousal, begging silently to be played with.

you were slightly embarrassed, truth be told. this was your neighbor, your neighbor who you met while he was still married with a newborn child, and now you were naked on his couch, your pussy shamelessly on display right in front of him.

you turned your head to the side, hoping that if you didn’t watch, it would be less embarrassing for you.

k slid his middle and ring fingers up your slit, gathering the excess amount of arousal and spreading it all over your pussy. he ended up at your clit, rubbing it slowly.

you let out a pathetic moan, eyes rolling back into your head.

“you’re so sensitive,” he commented, sliding his fingers up and down your pussy again. “i’ve barely done anything and you’re soaked. does it really feel that good, baby?”

“yes,” you answered, trying to grind your hips against his fingers for more. “feels so fucking good, k. i need more.”

again, he gave you what you wanted. he slid his two fingers into your needy hole with ease from the built up arousal. you immediately clenched around the long digits, gasping at the intrusion.

“fuck!” you squealed, slapping a hand over your mouth.

k really liked how responsive you were to even his slightest touch. he wasn’t even moving his fingers, letting you adjust to the size of them, and yet you were moaning so prettily and feeling so good already.

“so fuckin’ pretty,” he muttered. “you feel so good around my fingers.”

you clenched around him at the praise. he slowly began moving his fingers inside you, pulling them out slightly and pushing them back in, massaging your walls.

the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of your hole was lewd and loud and humiliating, but by then, you were already too far gone to care. besides, k thought it was just about the hottest thing ever: the noise, your body, your reactions, you.

he brought his thumb up to your clit and rubbed it in little circles while continuing to finger you. you grabbed his wrist, your chest heaving and making you pant like a dog.

“oh my god, k,” you cried out, your thighs starting to shake from how hard he was finger fucking. “i’m close.”

“yeah?” he responded. “you gonna cum all over my fingers?”

“yes!” you exclaimed, your stomach tightening as it started approaching at a record fast pace.

“fuck,” he muttered, feeling his cock twitch in his sweatpants. “be a good girl and cum for me then.”

you complied to his words, the knot in your stomach unraveling. you clenched as his fingers slammed in and out of your pussy, giving you the most out of your orgasm as you could get.

you moaned pathetically, your hips riding his fingers uncontrollably. your toes curled and your eyes rolled and it was by the far the hardest you’d ever cum in your life.

k watched in awe, feeling like he could cum with one stroke of his cock because of how turned on he was by watching you. you were such a grand sight and he couldn’t believe your reaction was all because of him.

he needed more of you.

“let’s go to my room,” he urged, helping you off the couch.

he lead the way down the hall to his bedroom, a room you’d never seen before. he immediately got on the bed and you followed, your lower half bare as you straddled his clothed lap.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and attached his lips back to your lips again. it was sloppier than your first kiss, but the eagerness and lust was evident. you just needed to feel each other and be as close as humanly possible.

he was quick to slide out of his sweatpants, revealing his long and thick cock that you just knew was by far the biggest out of anyone you’d been with. the thought of it being inside you made you gulp.

“you can take it,” he whispered reassuringly. “lay on your back, baby.”

you climbed off of his lap and laid flat on your back like he instructed you to do. he grabbed your thighs in his dominating hands and spread them apart, revealing your pussy. it was visibly wet and ready for him.

“please,” you whispered in desperation while he stared at your cunt.

“what do you want, baby?” he asked, a slight tease in his tone. “want me to fuck you? is that it?”

“yes!” you cried out. “please just fuck me, k.”

“fuck, angel,” he growled, wrapping his hand around his cock. “you make it hard to say no.”

he jerked himself for a moment before aligning his pink tip with your hole. just the contact alone made your body feel like it was electric. you could only imagine how it would feel when he was really inside you.

he found your hand, intertwining your fingers together as he slowly slid his length inside you. you winced, his size way bigger than anything you were used to. yet at the same time, the pain felt good because it was k.

he squeezed your hand once he was all the way inside, your pelvises pressed together.

“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to place a comforting kiss on your forehead.

you looked up at him. his dark hair was falling into his eyes, his cheeks with a rosy hue, and all in all, he looked stunning. you could feel it in your chest that you were falling in love with him.

you reached up, pressing your hand to the back of his neck. you pushed slightly to get him to come back down to your face level and connected your lips together. he smiled against your mouth, kissing you deeply and warmly.

after a few minutes, he started moving. he pulled out about halfway before slowing pushing his cock back inside you. your cunt gripped him so fucking tightly that k felt lightheaded every time he felt his tip hit the back of it.

he had a tight embrace on your waist, keeping you from squirming around as a result of his big intrusion inside of you. it felt incredible to be stuffed full of him and slowly the pain disintegrated into pleasure.

he pulled out and thrusted back in, your walls sucking him in and squeezing around his thick length.

“fuck,” he cursed, tossing his head back to reveal his pretty neck. “relax, angel. you’re so fucking tight when you clench like that.”

“c-can’t help it,” you sputtered, feeling your body move slightly up the bed every time he thrusted. “feels so full.”

“yeah?” he exhaled. “you nice and full of my cock?”

you whimpered, tossing your head to the side as he quickened his pace, ramming into you. the sound of skin slapping against each other and your pussy squelching from the wetness was lewd and loud and embarrassing, yet you felt too good to care.

he was so much more experienced than anyone else you’d been with before, it was obvious. the way he moved his hips and the way his cock would go slow and deep, then hard and rough, keeping you guessing of what he was going to do next. it was exciting to be fucking him after the lust you’d felt for so long.

embarrassing as it was, you already felt yourself getting close.

“k,” you cried out, squeezing his biceps. “‘m close.”

“yeah?” he replied, his cheeks a rosy red from how hard he was fucking you. “you gonna cum around my cock? go ahead, baby. you’ve been so good for me.”

you slapped your hand over your mouth and finally let go, your toes curling. k groaned at the sight and at the feeling of you cumming, his cock twitching inside you.

“fuck, you’re fucking perfect,” he mumbled, leaning down to plant his lips against yours again.

“daddy,” you whimpered out. “feels so good.”

he moaned at the name, feeling his abs clench. you couldn’t get any better than this. you were better and hotter than he ever could’ve imagined you’d be.

he brought his fingers down to rub your clit in little circles, eager to feel you cum for a second time. you gasped, feeling overstimulated and sensitive but you didn’t want him to stop. the moment was too good, so good that you truly never wanted it to stop.

he was fucking you so hard and perfectly, ruthlessly chasing his own orgasm. you just knew you’d be sore in the morning but you didn’t care because you knew it’d just remind you of how good that night was.

“you gonna let me cum inside you?” he asked breathlessly as he slowly felt his high approaching. “gonna let me fill your pretty pussy with all my cum?”

“please!” you nearly sobbed, looking up at him with the prettiest big eyes. “please, daddy. cum inside me.”

“you’re so fuckin’ hot when you call me that,” he practically growled, digging his fingernails into your hips. “gonna fill you so good.”

“please,” you begged pathetically. “i need it.”

k sighed, feeling lightheaded from how tightly your pussy gripped him, how hot and wet it was. just the idea of filling you up to the brim was making him twitch.

“good little cum slut,” he mumbled. “gonna take everything i give you.”

“fuck k,” you cried. “i’m gonna cum again.”

“wait,” he commanded. “cum at the same time as me. can you do that, angel? can you hold it for just a little longer?”

you bit your lip, trying to distract yourself so you didn’t cum too soon. if k told you to do something, you were going to do it.

“okay,” you responded shakily.

“don’t worry, sweetheart,” he cooed. “i’m so close.”

you shut your eyes, relishing in the sensation of his cock absolutely railing in and out of your cunt like a piston.

k stared at your face, admiring your pure beauty. you were even prettier than normal when you were underneath him, on the verge of another orgasm.

just by looking at you, he was about to finish.

“shit,” he groaned. “i’m gonna cum, baby.”

the idea of k filling you up immediately had your stomach clenching. your body heated up like you were on fire and you just knew you couldn’t hold back anymore.

“i’m cumming,” you cried out, eyes rolling back into your head.

k moaned and cursed your name as spurts of his cum filled your pussy. you milked him for all he was worth, insuring that he gave you every single last drop.

he buried his face in your neck, breathing heavily against your skin as he went through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

you felt high. you’d never been fucked so good before, never came three times all in one night.

it took a few minutes, but eventually k pulled out of you. he watched in awe as what was practically a fountain of cum came gushing out of your spent cunt.

“fuck,” he mumbled, watching it spill onto his sheets. “so pretty.”

you watched, dazed and exhausted, as he disappeared to grab a towel and returned shortly after. you were too tired to do anything, so you let him clean you up and get you redressed in some shorts and one of his t-shirts.

he put his pants on and crawled underneath the covers, pulling you into his chest.

“how was that?” he asked, kissing the top of your head.

“i don’t think there are any words to describe to you how good that was,” you remarked.

he chuckled breathily, nodding.

“i agree.”

it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. you were completely comfortable and relaxed around him.

on the other hand, k couldn’t fall asleep for the life of him. all he could do was lay there with you in his safe embrace, thinking about how he was falling deeply for you, his sweet younger neighbor.

[multicohn]

summary: maki in a private, but not secret relationship

warnings: none

pairing: fem! idol! reader x idol! hirota riki

genre: smau, established relationship

author note: read the other members versions here

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

[loserlvrss]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 📽️─────wang yixiang, aka, spending quality time with your adoring boyfriend

王奕翔 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, fluff warn. skinship, kiss, language wc : 495HUN ++( 𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 ). 📼 ˊˎ- req?no. move yn, my turn now :c click4more

Like the washed out color of stained wine, the cheeks of the man in your lap flushed red. He didn’t shy away when you pressed another kiss to his forehead, no, he only giggled through closed eyes. 

His lips had an upward turn to them, arms crossed over his chest. You did it again, pressing your lips to the space between his brows to elicit the same reaction—he just looked so damn cute. 

Yixiang has been lying in your lap as you watched a cartoon, adamant to spend his free time with you. And, after a while of scrolling through his phone his eyes had fluttered shut, soft sighs audible through his sleepy state. 

Of course, you froze, purposefully not even moving a neuron so he could dream peacefully. Afterall, He’d been working so hard, you figured that this was best for him, even if your legs fell off from the lack of circulation causing pins and needles. 

You‘d been glancing down occasionally, distracted by the slight pout on his lips. You admired the fullness and length of his lashes, slightly envious that you had to use fake ones to get near that amount of volume. 

And then, you laughed—he just looked so…fake in your lap. 

The vibrations had made him stir, face turning towards your stomach, hiding from the overcast light. He wrapped a loose arm around your waist, the other still sat over his mid-section. Yixiang was so close to you, you could almost feel his heart beating. 

“I like feeling your heartbeat,” You remarked, only realizing that it was supposed to be in your head when he answered. 

He pulled himself closer, voice muffled by your shirt, “Are you a psycho?” 

“You’re awake?” You almost gasped out, “I mean—wait.” He laughed, turning his head to the ceiling again but not opening his eyes. “No, I’m not a psycho…” 

“You just say creepy things for fun?” 

“No,” You huffed, “I just like you…a lot.” 

He hummed, “Well, I love you today. I’ll love you tomorrow and,” You didn’t know if it was because he was half asleep that he was confessing his deep-rooted love for you but, even shocked, you let him go on. “Forever? That’s not long enough.” 

A dorky-smile spread across your face (though he couldn’t see it), practically all your teeth on display. Then, you were kissing his face. 

His eyes shot open for a moment as you pressed your feather-light lips to his skin again and again in different places, then he closed them again. 

Once he’d had enough (well, he actually hadn’t) Yixiang stopped you, a gentle hand holding you mere centimeters from his face by your cheeks. 

“Hey, psycho,” He practically whispered, “My lips are right here.” 

And, he made you find them quickly after, shushing whatever snarky remark was hanging on your tongue. You smiled into the kiss, disregarding his new nickname for you and relishing in the moment. 

He was right, forever wasn’t long enough. 

© loserlvrss 2025. 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. networks : @blossomnet @starlit-network @k-films @kstrucknet @lune-net taglist : @slytherinshua @bbangbies @jihyokat @mystarsohee @seomisaho @atzlordz | fill out form to be added.