#author: husbandhoshi
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lily………………… i am so, so, so unwell right now?
live footage of me trying to survive all of these ROUNDS (yes, plural! are you trying to kill me? be honest).

i don’t even know where to start, honestly. i think what i love most is how, in addition to this being grade-a smut, you totally, absolutely, completely captured the ESSENCE OF KWON SOONYOUNG. like, his eagerness, his pouty-bbgirl-ness, his non-stop energy — omfg.
he would cum in his pants :/ it’s canon :/ you’re right and you should say it :/
anyways, i adore you and this and i’m now completely unzipped over hoshi ONCE AGAIN.
sick day [m]
pairing: hoshi x f!reader
summary: it is so, so hard to be a career woman when your irresistible fiancé exists—and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy making it harder for you.
tags: switch!hosh, dry humping, oral (m!receiving), unprotected piv sex, fingering, a little manhandling, dirty talk, a touch of evil evil domesticity
wc: 4.4k yes i’m humiliated
you rush to grab your keys off the counter, one hand pawing through the bowl of keychains and the other pulling down the back of the admittedly too-tight dress you decided to wear for your work meeting today.
just as you grab hold of that damn gaudy keychain that your fiancé had gifted you ages ago—his consolation prize from the carny after spending an embarrassing amount at the boardwalk trying to win you a prize on one of your first dates—you hear a low whistle. soonyoung’s been relaxing on the couch, only having perked up upon hearing the jingle of your keys.
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#minors do not interact#author: husbandhoshi#member: soonyoung#au: established relationship#kwon soonyoung#soonyoung smut#soonyoung x reader#svt#svt fic rec#reviewsday
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These are some of my favourite stories of Hong Joshua I've read so far!
Make sure to support these authors. I'll be adding more as time goes on.
Also find my other recommendations post of one-shots.
the royal gambit by @idyllic-ghost
Unveiling Hearts: The Law of Attraction by @idyllic-ghost
pushing and pulling by @hannieween
hoax by @lovelyhan
isohel by @toruro
108 hours by @strayed-quokka
Something Between Us by @thedensworld
Where you're convenient by @miabebe
Gentleman by @starlightxsvt
Snowflakes by @brownsugarbaybee
Anonymously Yours by @joonsytip
tell me that you love me [part 1] [part 2] by @wheeboo
too nice by @mochacoda
golden hour by @dkfile
royally screwed [part 1] [part 2] by @husbandhoshi
Just Like That by @kwanisms
Be My Sin by @miaoua3
HELP! My Neighbour is an Alien a Porn Star by @kwanisms
skin by @bratzkoo
fungal affairs by @starrdustshuas
Sweet Dreams by @wonusite
Calendar Killer by @miabebe
Vanilla [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] by @milfgyuu
#seventeen#svt joshua#shua#joshua hong#hong jisoo#joshua x you#joshua x reader#joshua x oc#svt#svt x reader#svt x y/n#book recommendations#reading recommendations
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📖 My Little Tumblr Library
Last Updated: 17.03.2025
💭 just a place where i keep track of all the fics i’m reading (and have read)! will be moving them from one section to another as i progress. have no intention of bothering authors with this—i just like to keep track, or else i forget...
ⓘ will keep updating as i go! currently in the process of sorting this out since, apparently, you can't mention more than 50 accounts in one post.
⇘ : : — ┊ To Read [🌱] — no sequence
whatever you say, boyfriend - chs by @bookyeom
NEEDLE IN THE HAY by @hannieehaee
Show 'Em How It's Done by @svtiddiess
too nice | hjs by @mochacoda
one and the same | k.mg by @cherriegyuu
[teaser] what is love? | chs by @mochacoda
pairing: joshua x fem!reader by @cherriegyuu
Vengeance (c.hs) by @sailorsoons
━☆ first kiss with seventeen: joshua by @etherealyoungk
special treatment (m) - chapter 12 + written chapter by @princessleechan
Excuse me : Soulmate!Mingyu by @smileysuh
⭑.ᐟ Domesticity - Xu Minghao x reader by @sylverstar
mystery of love | jeon wonwoo by @seokminfilm
across the room by @straylightdream
13 reasons why | reason no.13: the coffee shop is kid-friendly by @lily-blue
lost in translation ♾️ minghao x reader. by @ylangelegy
CONTOUR LINES (18+) by @naniwatig3r
My Baby, My Sugar | J. Ww by @thedensworld
neurosurgeon wonwoo x reader x neurologist jihoon by @thepixelelf
Don't Play Games (my heart is too fragile) by @cheers-to-you-th
Wild Goose Chase - W.JH by @nothoughtsjustfic
Hello, Darling (c.hs) by @sailorsoons
into it | joshua hong by @seokminfilm
What’s My Age Again? by @milfgyuu
the gambit —- y.jh by @miniseokminnies
if i loved you less by @heartepub
HELP! My Neighbor is an Alien a Porn Star — h.joshua by @kwanisms
blurring the lines (teaser) by @amourcheol
growing pains : a svt 97 line smau by @suhnshinehaos
Boyfriend Privileges by @idyllic-ghost
royally screwed by @husbandhoshi
pretty u by @shinysobi
the bore next door (j.ww) by @ncteez
⇘ : : — ┊ Currently Reading [🥢]
⇘ : : — ┊ Finished Reading [✔️]
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── june's jun faves .ᐟ ⋆₊.*:・
these are my favorite jun fics that i enjoy or were written for me by my mutuals! links are purely for my own personal ease of access but please check out these wonderful authors (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
by — mars @onlymingyus ♡
• jun in bed drabble ›››› sfw .ᐟ 0.3k words boyfriend!jun x gn reader — fluff, mildly suggestive
• another jun in bed drabble ›››› sfw .ᐟ 0.2k words boyfriend!jun x gn reader — fluff
• thank him later (#1) ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 0.7k words jun x gn reader x minghao — smut, makeup artist!reader, voyeurism
• thank you (#2) ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 3.7k words jun x gn reader x minghao — smut, voyeurism/exhibitionism
• rooted (2022 mars'oween) ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 2k words wood nymph king!jun x f reader — smut, supernatural, nymph queen!reader it's been 2 years and i'm still begging for a sequel but i refuse to give up hope
• do re mi ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 4k words husband!jun x wife!f reader — smut, fluff, 70s au, record store owner!reader, breeding kink
• follow me ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 3.2k words poly relationship jun x f reader x joshua — smut, fluff, mlm, soft dom!joshua, virgin!jun
• shut up ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 35.9k words — read warnings carefully!! mob boss!jun x f reader (feat. minghao) — smut, fluff, angst, dark themes, violence, drugs, hard dom!jun, dom!minghao, sub!reader
• **eyes roll (shut up patreon bonus) ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 2.1k words mob boss!jun x f reader x minghao — smut, threesome, mlm, aftercare, double penetration, dom!jun, switch!hao, sub!reader (this link is to the google doc so it only works for me sorry, subscribe to mars' patreon to read this exclusive post!)
by — anna @wonustars ♡
• how deep is your love? ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 1.5k words bf!jun x f reader — smut, fluff, birthday sex, new year's
by — nova @duhnova ♡
• dive in ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 1.4k words lifeguard!jun x f reader — smut, semi-public sex, jealous jun
• wedding present ›››› nsfw (18+) .ᐟ 3.2k words husband!jun x wife!f reader — smut, fluff, newlyweds, breeding kink
by — bibi @jeonghunny ♡
• matching rings ›››› sfw .ᐟ 0.8k words boyfriend!jun x reader — fluff, humor, proposal
by — lily @husbandhoshi ♡
• [9:17pm] ›››› sfw .ᐟ 1.1k words med student!jun x sick reader — fluff, humor, college au, roommates au
• med student/doctor!jun headcanons ›››› sfw .ᐟ 0.1k words med student!jun x gn reader — fluff
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I meant K-Pop!! I haven’t found any good K-Pop fics lately and that’s why I wanted your recs lol sorry for the confusion :)
omg! yes i can definitely recommend a few good fics haha i haven't been an avid reader for a while but i Do have a few notable favorites! i'm kinda just taking this from my rec tag on wuahae lol but . i'm ngl all the fics by these authors are so good like if you like the writing (You Will ....) you should def check out their other fics in their masterlists! also if you like the fics pleeeaaase leave feedback in their askboxes or in their notes :( i know it would mean a lot to them because it always means a lot to me!
eat, play, love by @husbandhoshi
e2l romcom au .... really Reads like a romcom i can talk at length about this fic but also lily is just a great writer . it's just good fic!! the perfect amount of funny with a touch of angst and as always Real Genuine feeling . will always rec this one <3
gold rush by @dkfile
exes-to-lovers mingyu it is just SO scrumptious .... ci masters the art of the small town nostalgia haze and the dynamics in this fic are just MWAH . conflict is perfect, characterization is perfect ... if a fic is named after a tswift song you just know it has to be good!
parallels & almosts by @httplastic
vernon friends to lovers! it's almost wong kar wai esque the way peach writes their prose ... so so pretty. always so meaningful i loved reading and analyzing their words trying to dissect metaphors and double meanings :") the type of fic where i read and i go "i wanna write like that!!!" one of the top fics i'll go to when i wanna read a nice comfort fic in winter <3
those are the most recent ones i've read but here are a few honorable mentions from fics that were released a while ago but i think about almost daily . fics that rewrote my brain chemistry .
the times we couldn’t say goodbye (the times i loved you most) by @/husbandhoshi
SORRY this is another one by lily but its the one that made me follow her.... she just gets the Hoshster im sorry ..... also this fic deserves like 10 million notes with how it made me feel . fantasy au where hoshi is a wizard and yn is the innkeeper and even though hoshi isn't someone who Stays you're always going to be the one he returns home to . GUNSHOTS .
just us and the moon (till the sun starts waking) by @97-liners
THE FIC THAT MADE ME START CARATBLR ....... actuallyyyy just read all of jackie's fics 😁😁 i feel like i rave about this fic every chance i get but its deserved idc idc i come back to read it regularly . yn in this fic is so real like the me of last summer was bawling her eyes out because of how peeled i felt reading it...... anyway its fwb!woozi and Obviously that means don't read this fic if you're a minor but . but .... i became a changed woman after i finished it . Again the perfect amount of humor + angst + Implied smut without feeling gratuitous or out of place . my hall of fame for realsies.
other people's weddings by @neonunau
ok i Just checked after going back to link this fic and i saw its at 2k notes?!?!? deserved /srs . but Again it's giving romcom ... its f2l seungcheol but the way mads depicts him is SO chef's kiss. like if lily gives him the insufferable former frat boy energy with dusty cheeto fingers then Mads writes him as Sufferable college friend cheol. the yearning is so real from him . he holds your purse . swallows his feelings it practically gives him And you (the reader) constipation but every court needs their jester and he's happy to provide ..... not to mention the side characters are so funny its insane. humor is perfect . romance is perfect . writing is perfect ..... its just good fic!!!
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Author Recs
I decided that I just wanted to include the authors instead of specific stories (you’re welcome to send me asks for specific story recs if you want) because there are usually more than just one story I love by each author.
my tags: stray kids fic rec seventeen fic rec bts fic rec
Also, most are Mature, DNI if you’re a minor, etc. 🔞 Heed all warnings and proceed with discretion.
Stray Kids:
@jl-micasea-fics
@leviackermanscleaningbuddy
@under-and-over-the-moon
@jinhyun
@hyunjinspark
@outofconcheol
@skzdarlings
Seventeen:
@tomodachiii
@highvern
@gyuswhore
@sailorsoons
@lipglossjun
@milfgyuu
@dontflailmenow
@yuzukult
@husbandhoshi
@wheeboo
@haologram
@100vern
@chocosvt
BTS:
@glossdebut
@moni-logues
@versigny
@hxseok-honee
@seokjinger-ale
@fantasybangtan
@junghelioseok
@xjoonchildx
@ladyartemesia
@orchidyoonkook
@sailoryooons
@kithtaehyung
@raplinesmoon
@suga-kookiemonster
@snackhobi
@newmittens
Ateez:
@the7thcrow
Multi:
@eoieopda
@candlewaxandp0lar0ids
@fizzydrink698
@daechwitatamic
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warmth
a/n: just something i wrote at 4 am. not proofread at all. edit: tagging @zurikyo @husbandhoshi @itsveronicaxxx (i forgot initially)
the front door opens, breaking your concentration. he's home, you think as you set your book aside. you look to the door with a smile as you hear footsteps get closer, wondering why hoshi skipped his usual "honey i'm hooooome" loud entrance. you get your answer when he opens your bedroom door. something's wrong.
he's tired, which isn't surprising given how late the practice stretched. but it's more than that - his eyes look empty, devoid of the twinkle you adore.
"hard day?", you ask. "mm", he shrugs.
"wanna talk about it?"
"not really. just one of those days", he says as he leaves to take a shower.
you decide to not dwell on it much. you've seen him have days like this before, and he likes to handle them himself - very rarely telling anyone about them (you are his first choice when he does need someone). it's never bothered you - after all, it's not like you're any different.
he comes back sooner than you expected, dressed in threadbare pajamas and looking a little more at peace. he lifts up your shirt a little, laying down with his head on your bare skin, releasing a low hum and pressing kisses on your skin when you run your fingers through his hair.
"what are you reading?", he asks softly. "james herriot", you answer.
"the vet?"
"yeah". by now you should be used to him remembering details that you told him in passing, but your heart still flutters when he recalls mundane little details about your life, even when he's exhausted.
"read it to me", he murmurs.
"i don't think this is your style, love."
"anything read in your voice is my style."
there's a moment of silence before you chortle loudly, not expecting his incredibly cheesy response. he's giggling too, his chuckles tickling your skin as he looks very proud of his line.
"alright, alright", you relent as you start reading your favorite chapter, which starts with the description of how the author's wife would wrap herself around him when he'd come back from midnight calls in the winter, so she could warm his chilly body.
the parallels between the chapter and your current situation aren't lost on you, and judging by hoshi's smile against your skin and his fond glances, they're not lost on him either.
#pfft i didnt mean for this to be so long#but oh well#also based on real life#james herriot is a fantastic author#seventeen#seventeen fluff#svt#svt fluff#hoshi#hoshi fluff#hoshi x reader#kwon soonyoung#hoshi by amelia#seventeen imagines#seventeen imagine
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ohhhhhhhh i loved this :( loved how the little hints of his hurt peeked through even early, like i could tell he was like :( y arent u calling me :( :( :(. and her stuff!! in his bathroom!!!! oh hes in love your honor. (okay maybe not but there are FEELINGS and i am HERE for it.)



title: ghosted pairing: seungcheol x f!reader wc: 6.1k, mature/18+ only! tags: based on this drabble. porn with a considerable amount of plot, fwb to lovers, rich guy!cheol, yn is able to be picked up. horrible terrible excessive amounts of fluff. smut tags below the cut. everyone say thank you to @wuahae for reading this over :)
smut tags: softdom!cheol, unprotected sex, oral (m and f receiving), spanking/biting, yn has hair that can get pulled, mild ass play, boob stuff, fingers in mouth.
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you think you have seungcheol's number memorized.
well, you definitely should have by now, with how many times you considered deleting it. instead you ended up changing his contact name, first to seungcheol club, which is where you met him. second time--rebound guy. the third iteration, your roommate had made it DO NOT TEXT, and you had left it like that because she was probably right anyway.
for better or for worse, you are not very good at following instructions. you're two and a half weeks fresh off of a heart-to-heart with your friends where you agreed that no, the best way to get over your ex was to not get under somebody else, and yes, you should absolutely stop sleeping with a guy who brags about being a playboy.
so you deleted his number and your text history, and everyone swore up and down that this was a good thing.
and you're sure you were on the same page as them until about five minutes ago, when you were doing your laundry and you had come across one of his white button-up shirts.
(he let you keep it because he said you looked better in it than he did. that morning, before you left his place, he had buttoned it all the way up for you--don't want anyone else looking at you the way i do, he had said. plus, the amount of hickies he had left behind were in no way presentable to the general public.)
the effect this has on you is instantaneous and humiliating.
"fuck. fuck," you groan, now scrolling through your camera roll to look for literally any screenshot with his number in it.
there's one from back when he was rebound guy--he had sent you ten dollars in apple cash so you could buy a coffee when you said you were too tired to fuck. you ended up coming over that night anyway, and you both watched four hours of law and order until you fell asleep on his couch.
there are a handful from when DO NOT TEXT had sexted you in the middle of the workday, which you kept for posterity and nights alone with your vibrator.
and then, finally, a few weeks before that, when things were simple and he was just an unsaved number in your phone--hey, i know you ran out this morning, but i wanted to let you know i had a great time last night, if you know what i mean. even with the winky face emoji, it was a strangely wholesome text from a first time hookup.
you favorite the screenshot and curse the fact that you have never had good impulse control.
you up? i miss you.
the words fly so fast out of your fingers, you have no time to consider whether or not this is a good idea. you vividly recall the time he told you he had never seen the point of putting a label on a relationship, which was the whole reason your friends staged an intervention in the first place.
still, the white shirt on your bed taunts you. even thinking about it makes your head spin.
yeah. let me send you an uber.
that too--he had money, and he wasn't ashamed to spend it on you. between that and the dick, you don't think you're willing to squander your luck.
besides, seungcheol is still rebound guy. you're still getting over your ex, and he's just a quick fix in the meantime. you tell yourself this, and you keep telling yourself this until you're out the door, without a second chance to tell yourself otherwise.
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"can't go long without getting your back blown out, huh?"
this is the first thing seungcheol says to you, oblivious to the fact that you were planning on forever ghosting him less than an hour ago.
"as if you didn't answer my text almost immediately," you laugh, letting him help you take your coat off.
"never said i wasn't happy to provide," he replies. his gaze is hot, sticky, like he's forgotten what you've looked like already. "i think it's been almost a month. i thought you got tired of me or something, you know."
"of course not. i...i got busy."
it's a half lie. the other half? you wouldn't dare admit it, but you missed his apartment a little. partly because it's much nicer than your own, but the bachelor pad decor was starting to grow on you. (and maybe the bachelor, with it.)
"work was good today?" you ask, letting him draw you in by the waist. his hands are so warm as he draws them up and down your sides, underneath the cotton of the thin shirt you have on.
"oh, please," seungcheol says, his grin now hovering right over your lips. "don't play innocent. you didn't come here so i could talk about my job."
he's right, so you let him kiss you. it's hot and fast and it tastes like his twenty dollar mouthwash, which you take small pride in because it means he would have been sleeping if his hand wasn't on your ass right now.
seungcheol has never been slow nor patient. your shirt has come off, and he now thumbs at the waistband of your jeans, grasping at the button to undo them.
"i don't think i even know what you look like with pants on," he says, lips dragging against the shell of your ear. "you always dress up when you come here, and it all ends up on the floor. pity."
you feel all the heat in your body surge towards your core. somehow your jeans are already on the floor and seungcheol's palm is fanned over the thin lace of your panties.
"thought about me the whole way here, huh?" two fingers are meanly sat over the seam of your cunt, pressing the damp fabric to your skin. "let yourself get all wet for me on the car ride?"
"maybe," you manage, not wanting to betray the embarrassment in your voice. you don't need his hand there to know how wet you are, and yet you know he's doing it to tease you anyway. he finds the bump of your clit over the fabric, now clingy and warm over your skin, and runs his thumb over it. "what else was i supposed to think about?"
"no need to be shy. can't lie with such a needy pussy." he chuckles as your thighs squeeze helplessly around him. "it's cute."
before you can protest, he pushes your panties to the side, now undoubtably soaked through, and his fingers find your clit again. it just takes two, three, rough strokes to draw the pleasure out of you like a fire in your belly.
"cheol," you whine. somehow things always end up like this--you, almost fully naked, and him, still with all his clothes on. he likes reminding you of it too, now enjoying the way you press against him, searching for skin. instead, you feel his cock under his sweatpants, right up against your thigh, and it only turns you on further.
your hands find his waist, but between the new welt he's sucked into your neck and the paralyzing feeling of his thumb on your clit again and again, you falter. your fingertips hover on the downy hair peeking over the band of his sweats, and you've never ached more to have him inside you.
that's all seungcheol needs to yank you back in line. "bed. now," he says, and you listen.
his apartment is big, and the walk feels dizzying as he follows behind you. what's even worse is that you can feel his eyes rake over you--he loves it. the humiliating stumble of your two left feet, the glistening slick at the apex of your thighs, how your panties cling to your ass, now ruined.
even now, as you clamber onto the bed like you're learning to use your limbs for the first time, he loves how easy you are for him. but you can't help it--no one fucks you as good as he does, and that was the reason he was rebound guy in the first place.
"face me," is his next command. at the foot of the bed, first, he pulls off his shirt, and your eyes wander first to his chest, then to the trail he's got down his stomach, teasing you as he pushes down his sweats.
one of his hands, strong and veiny, disappears under his waistband to play with his cock. you watch the slow flick of his wrist and see the shape of his length underneath the fabric, and you almost start salivating.
you're sure he's punishing you by now.
"you're staring, pretty girl. use your words." a turn of his wrist, and he groans. he might just make himself cum like this, and the notion that it wouldn't be somewhere inside you absolutely shatters the last bit of pride you had left.
"need you in my mouth, cheol," you whine, now sitting up straight against the headboard, as if looking any more pitiful would persuade him to join you.
and he does, just not in the way you want him to. instead, you watch his sweats fall to the ground before he kneels on the edge of the bed, on the end furthest from you.
"what, you think i'm gonna give it to you easy? after you made me wait for you?" you are not thinking straight enough to decipher what this means. who knew ghosting a fuckboy would have actual consequences, but you watch his grip tighten around the fat base of his cock and decide this is not the time to play detective.
so you swallow your pride and all your questions and you crawl. you crawl all the way down the seemingly endless length of his king sized bed, feeling seungcheol's gaze swallow you whole, and you like it.
when you stop at the foot of the bed, you take pause to look at seungcheol, really look at him. his eyes are dark, almost unrecognizably so--maybe it's the way you so readily make yourself perfect for him, arching your back just how he likes and letting your swollen, wet mouth fall open like you've never wanted anything more than him.
"so pretty like this," he coos. he runs a thumb over your bottom lip, feeling it quiver under his skin. you feel the saliva pooling in your mouth; it's as humiliating as it is desperate but you can't help yourself. it feels so good to be touched, and seungcheol's clings to you like nothing else.
he pushes his fingers into your mouth, almost to the back so you choke. you're at the point where you'll take anything, so you suck. you let your tongue run all over the digits, long and calloused enough that you can only dream of having them inside the other half of you. he pushes onto your tongue, wanting you to taste him, and you whimper, the feeling harsh but not unwelcome.
"dumb mouth just needs something in it, huh? my girl will just suck anything?"
you can't talk, so you whine around his fingers, feeling your pussy clench around nothing. he's been playing with his cock with his free hand, forcing you to watch him trace every vein with his own skin instead of yours. you hollow out your cheeks and suck him nice and tight, trying to fool yourself otherwise.
then he laughs, low and quiet--as fun as it is to slut you out, he's never been patient. "open wide, darling." he slides his fingers out from your mouth before pulling your hair out of the way. thank you, you want to say, but it's quickly washed away by the shock of his cock between your lips, rough but never too much so.
god, you didn't even think you liked sucking dick that much, but sleeping with seungcheol for this long must have altered your brain chemistry for the worse. his familiar, heavy warmth sits on your tongue, and you can't help but moan around him. you love the stretch of your jaw, the way his eyes always wrench shut no matter how in control he is.
"fuck," he groans, carding a hand through his hair. "slutty little mouth's made for me."
you hum around him, taking him all the way to where your nose skims the dewy curls on his abdomen and all you know is the scent of his heat. you're drooling so much, thanks to all the fingers in your mouth not too long ago, but you don't care. you run your tongue on the veiny underside of his cock, back and forth, savoring the hurt in your cheeks and all the spit on your chin.
seungcheol makes a low-pitched, strangled noise, the first time you've seen him crack tonight, and it sends another gushy wave of heat to your cunt.
you toy with his slit, let the salt of his precum fill your mouth, and suck hard around his cockhead. your scalp stings wonderfully with how he pulls at your hair, and you lean into the feeling. a deep breath through your nose, and you sink down again. the way he hits the back of your throat makes you yelp pitifully, but you persist like a dog to a bone. again, again, and you're gagging on your own spit as your throat spasms around him and you go cross-eyed.
he's all about control, but he lets you have this--perhaps he likes seeing you give yourself to him without him asking. he doesn't have to lift a finger, and you'll still choke around him, bruise your own throat. surely that had to mean something, but you'll chalk it up to some astrological sexual compatibility you're unaware of at the moment.
"enough," seungcheol finally says, voice gravelly, and he pulls you off him by the hair. "fuck, you probably would've cummed from that alone, huh?"
meanly, he reaches over your back to grab at the strings of your underwear so it digs into your cunt. you cry out, feeling the warmth of arousal leak all over your twitching hole, even between your ass. he's right--any more, and you really might have cummed all over yourself.
" 'm so wet, cheol," you plead, toes curling as he pulls the elastic of your panties further back. "please, please, please."
he releases the band, and it snaps hard against your skin. it feels like electricity as it connects with you, and you cry out again, the noise high-pitched and whoreish.
"gonna need you to face the other way if you want me to fuck you, darling," he says. "my baby likes it best from behind, right?"
you have nothing left in you but insatiable desire. you turn around to face the headboard, still on your hands and knees. seungcheol runs a careful hand down the curve of your spine before landing a hard slap on your ass. your skin sings, and all the blood in your body feels like it's been turned to fire.
"cheol," you warble, pressing your face into the sheets. your pussy actually hurts from how neglected it is, and when the second slap comes down, your clit aches like a bruise. "need you so bad...can't believe i went so long without you."
the words just fall out of you but you think they're true regardless. you were really fooling yourself thinking you could go the rest of your life without this. somewhere deep inside you, in the working part of your brain, you wonder if he's come to the same conclusion. that underneath the show, all the greed and the meanness, he missed you too.
"you must really need to get fucked," seungcheol chuckles. "you've never been this nice to me."
"not true," you protest, muffled by the sheets, and he laughs again. then he peels your underwear down your thighs before spreading your ass underneath his palms, and the cool air makes you twitch under him.
"you smell so fucking good. fuck." he groans, low and desirous, and it's the last thing you register before you feel the swell of his nose, his lips, as he buries his face in your cunt.
it's all too much at once--it rips a squeal out from your chest, one of those slutty, loud ones he loves, and it spurs him on further. you feel the wet pressure of his tongue, first between your folds, then up to the tight ring of your asshole, still messy with your arousal.
"o-oh my god," you cry. the pressure in your belly is now wound tight; you're so, so close and he's barely even started. he seems to know this, and deprives you of his mouth in lieu of his two fingers. the change in sensation is instant and toe-curling. something, anything, is finally inside you, and it's better than anything you have ever known. he drags the pads of his fingers brutally over your g-spot, loving the way you cry and tremble beneath him as your orgasm builds.
"have you had enough, pretty girl?" seungcheol asks, voice cruel, teasing. it's a rhetorical question--before you know it, his fingers are gone, and you instead feel the length of his cock between the curve of your ass. he's got a hand between your shoulder blades, pinning you down, just so he can see you struggle to push yourself against him.
"n-no," you reply, voice catching in your throat. you feel the head of his cock against your slit, and your thighs tremble with anticipation. not good enough. it only takes him a few times, rocking against your cunt, for you to crumble. you ask for things you can't even remember, and it's then when he pushes into you, so meanly you really do forget what words mean.
seungcheol swears under his breath, and his grip on your ass feels tight enough to bruise. your cunt flutters around him, god, you forgot how fucking big he is, but he doesn't give you much time to get used to it. his pace is unforgiving, and his hips slam into your ass like he's trying to fuck the sound out of you.
"cheol," you hiccup, listening to your voice jolt with every thrust. " 'm so full...."
"yeah? you like how i fill you up?" he squeezes your ass hard, and you moan into the sheets. "better than anyone else?"
"o-only you," you reply, slack-jawed at the feeling of being split open so well and the delicious, unending drag of him against your walls. "just you."
this seems to satisfy him. he enters you, deeper still, until it feels like he's in your stomach.
"so fucking tight," he says, from somewhere deep in his chest. "you need me to stretch you out like this every once in a while, yeah? you take it so well, pretty girl."
all you can do is moan his name. it's what you've been doing, and at this point, it's the only word you know. he bottoms out again, and the pleasure is so white-hot it feels like it burns.
it only takes two, three, punches into your cunt for you to come undone. you're gushing, gushing around him, babbling something incoherent, and still he is unrelenting. you feel your mouth move in an attempt to tell him you're too sensitive, and he only shoves his cock deeper in you so he can feel you clench hard around it.
then he pushes your head into the sheets, deeper still so the neighbors won't write him up in the morning, and fucks you again. you foolishly think another orgasm will break you, but all it takes is for him to press his thumb into the dip of your asshole and tell you he's going to fuck you in both holes one day for you to fall apart again.
by the time he's done with you, your legs feel boneless and you don't even want to think about the situation between them. (you had asked him to cum in you, and he did. there was so much, he had to push some back into you with his fingers, and you cummed one more time.)
you feel seungcheol's dead weight slump onto the bed beside you. you're still face-down, but you turn as far as you can to look at him. it's unfair how he still looks good now--his bangs, dark and curly with sweat, crown his forehead, and you watch his long eyelashes flutter shut.
"fuck," he groans. "how does every time with you get better?"
somewhere inside you, in the parts that still work, you feel a small gleam of pride. it feels traitorous, in a way--the whole point of being friends with benefits was that it was supposed to be conditional, but you're running out of conditions. clearly, it didn't take much for you to come back and not regret it.
seungcheol laughs at your silence. "did i break you? no," he jokingly whines, and he rolls onto his side to return your gaze. he brings a hand up to brush the hair out of your eyes, as if that would somehow magically repair your body. but it does feel nice. "please speak."
"maybe broken. to be determined." seungcheol grins stupidly when you say this, and you watch how his eyes crinkle up at the sides.
usually, it's every man for himself at this point in the night. seungcheol will order takeout and draft some emails, and you hobble over to the bathroom so you can pee and use the shower. he leaves you alone for this part, which is the perfect opportunity to mix all his fancy shower gels together like you're a kid again.
but today seems different. you lie there for a beat in silence, watching each other blink. then seungcheol gets up, slowly then all at once, and walks over to your wrung-out body.
"i'm picking you up," he says, like a warning. "hopefully you're not afraid of heights."
you think he's joking until you feel the strong cords of his forearms--one around your middle and the other under your legs. you didn't even think you were able to be picked up at this point in your life, but somehow he's got you flush against his chest now, almost nose to nose with him.
"wait," you waver, suddenly feeling self conscious about literally everything. you're sticky and smelly and you're not curious to find out if your post-coital form will scare him away. "seungcheol."
"you really plan on walking yourself over to the bathroom? you couldn't make it to the bedroom earlier, and i hadn't even fucked you yet."
"hey!" you protest. he laughs, and you can feel his whole body shake. "wait, i can't laugh too much, or i'm gonna start leaking."
"you've got another thing coming if you think i'm afraid of a little body fluid."
seungcheol bumps the bathroom door open with his ass, which is somehow the funniest and most endearing thing to you. you flip on the light, and he sets you on the counter like it's just a normal friday night for the both of you.
he turns the shower on and turns back to look at you. "how hot do you want it?" then his eyes narrow playfully. "are you one of those freaks who likes getting their skin boiled off?"
"well, you can answer the first half of that question on your own."
"ok. freak."
while he messes with the shower knobs (he's got one of those showers with three separate showerheads), you take a moment to do some more snooping. the first time you were here, you did go through the various things he had on his counter. most of them are still there--the overpriced moisturizer you shamelessly use when you stay the night, a quarter-full bath and body works foaming soap, and a folded up hand towel with his initials on it.
there are some newer additions too. you don't miss how the little jar for your toothbrush is still there, or a small tube of lip gloss you had forgotten to take back a few months ago. he restocked the hand lotion that you said you liked, too.
you're starting to think that there is a small possibility that you are no longer friends with benefits. you're not dating either, but something somewhere in the middle. but how do you say something like that? how would you know, especially when seungcheol is a self-proclaimed forever bachelor who may never, ever date?
you have no time to think about this any further.
"sooo," seungcheol hums, wiping his hands with a bath towel. "i'll be in the bedroom. you want me to order chinese?" you watch him linger around, lamely, like a stray dog.
"wanna join me?"
he smiles, ear to ear.
"thought you'd never ask."
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morning comes slowly.
you wake to birdsong and the quiet chatter of the city beneath you. the sun from the curtains is buttery and warm on your bare skin, and time seems to drag its feet. it feels perfect, which is a word you would have never used in relation to any of this, and yet nothing else seems more appropriate.
last night, after your shower (in which you learned that seungcheol always makes his hair into a shampoo mohawk, without fail), you talked for hours over the fattest spread of takeout you had ever seen.
the plan was to put on the office and dissociate like usual, but he finally answered your question about how his day at work was. (tumultuous and drama-filled--that was his first mistake. you love drama.) strangely, by the end of the night, you learned that you had more in common than you thought with a man whose watch collection was valued higher than your entire college education.
"you up?" seungcheol's morning voice comes out sounding like a croak from behind you. you're sure he's about to complain that his arm is asleep from your big head on it, but he doesn't. instead, he settles deeper into your warmth and pulls you closer by the waist.
"yeah," you reply, enjoying the feeling of his skin against your own.
you grab your phone from the nightstand, wondering if your roommate has discovered your betrayal and has blown up your phone. she has, so the two voice memos and twenty text messages in the group chat are no surprise to you.
what is a surprise is the text you get from your ex. can we talk? it reads. it's the first time you've heard from him in months--before that, he had broken up with you (over text) and then proceeded to block you on every platform possible.
your mind starts to spin. you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to text him back. just for closure's sake, you tell yourself, as if you haven't cried at least seven separate times about this. but you will admit, seungcheol has been a great diversion. you don't remember the last time you had a cry, and any progress was good progress to you.
complicating things, said diversion has slotted a leg between yours, and his hand has found its way to your ribcage, distractingly close to your chest. such are the consequences of only wearing a shirt to bed.
"you're so warm," he murmurs, right in the space where your neck meets your shoulder. his hand creeps up, now right over your heartbeat. it doesn't really take much for your body to respond--his fingertips find your nipple, and with a light squeeze, you're already arching back into him. "is this ok?"
"yeah," you breathe. you're distracted, but you figure the best way to un-distract yourself is with a new, better distraction.
now emboldened, he rolls the skin between his fingers, finding he loves the way you shudder underneath him. quickly, he moves out from behind you to hover over you instead, propping himself up by his forearms, and pushes your shirt up over the swell of your tits.
"you good?" seungcheol asks, lips flush to the skin over your heart. he presses another wet kiss to one of your nipples before taking it into his mouth.
"yeah, why?" you have half a mind to hold his head down so he can't ask more questions and ruin the point of being a distraction in the first place.
"dunno." he switches to the other side, licking over a mark he's bitten into your skin. "you looked at your phone and you seemed worried. also, you're frowning, and it's not a sex frown."
damn. you guess you're easier to read than you thought. you don't even have the heart to ask what the fuck a sex frown looks like.
seungcheol's mouth returns to your nipple, and he sucks hard, making you gasp into your palm.
"my ex," you tell him. there's no point in keeping it a secret. the first time you slept together, you had made it clear what your intentions were, which is what made this arrangement work so well in the first place. "he wants to talk or something."
"that asshole?" then another suck, and you keen into him. "you're too good for him."
it's literally one of the three appropriate responses he could have chosen from, but it still feels like a compliment to you. almost too much so.
"yeah. i guess." your voice sounds more wobbly than you'd like, but you chalk it up to the fact that he's now pressing his lips down your middle, all the way down to your core. "hey, i'm ticklish."
"i know." he kisses your belly button, and you smile in spite of yourself. "you smell good, by the way."
"it's your forty dollar body wash," you remind him.
"damn right it is." you feel his breath fan over your thighs, and your stomach flips with anticipation. "legs over my shoulders. you know the drill."
"you don't have to do this, you know," you say, before immediately regretting it. you have a spectacular knack of self-sabotage, which you think seungcheol knows by this point. "you've been really nice to me."
"am i not allowed to like being nice to you?" seungcheol jokes. "would you prefer me to be mean?"
"no," you laugh. you don't know how to ask what he meant. what made yesterday and today so different? it feels like you're on the edge of something, coming close to what you could only describe as more than casual affection, more than desire. "go back to being nice. forget i said anything."
you put your legs over his shoulders, like he asked. one good orgasm wouldn't solve the ex problem or this new seungcheol problem you are starting to discover, but it sure would help you think more clearly.
his lips are soft on you. he has none of the urgency or greed of yesterday; instead, he takes his time with you. his mouth skims over your inner thighs, lightly, drawing out all the breath from your lungs. you make a small noise of impatience, and you feel the stretch of his grin against you.
before you have a second chance to complain, you feel the heat of his open mouth over your cunt, as to drink your taste up. then his tongue, warm, insistent, on your clit, circling it before he sucks.
"o-oh, fuck," you whine, voice muffled by the back of your hand. it feels too early to be loud, and you're already embarrassed by how sensitive you are.
"don't text him back," seungcheol says. he's replaced his mouth with two fingers, now leisurely teasing you at your entrance.
"don't worry--" you manage to say this before he crooks the pads of his fingers into you, right at your sweet spot, and the words are stolen from you. "--about him."
"i'm serious." he laps at your cunt, and with his fingers still buried in you, the feeling makes you dizzy. "did he ever make you feel like this?"
"n-no," you whine, now with your palm shoved right against your mouth. he's added a third finger now, and the stretch is so good, you're going cross-eyed. "never ate me out."
"what?" you hear him tsk between your thighs as his fingers still. "he's missing out."
it's then that seungcheol must have resolved to give you the best head of your life, because you think you black out after that point.
his lips return to your clit, and the pleasure is so startling, you can feel your thighs squeeze shut around his head. unfazed, he continues to pump his fingers in and out of your hole, still fluttering, unused to the size.
"close, 'm so close," you mewl, hips now lifted to chase his tongue. he indulges you, gives you the flat of the muscle to grind against as he stuffs you full.
your other hand finds his hair, and it only takes a moment, a slight pull, for him to moan into your heat--the sound breaks something inside you, and you're gasping, crying out with your high. by now, there are marks from your teeth in your palm, but something about the sting only makes the feeling better.
seungcheol stays sealed to your cunt, removing his fingers only to replace them with his mouth, eager to taste you. he lingers until you're shaking and whimpering, spent from your orgasm and too sensitive to endure another.
he looks up at you, swollen lips and bedhead made worse, and a surge of affection overtakes you.
"kiss me," you tell him, and he does.
it's long, and it's slow, not even close to any of the ones you've had before. you wrap a hand around the back of his neck, and he sighs. you don't think he's ever done that before.
when he pulls back to look at you, it feels as though the air has changed. there are words pushing at your lips. this isn't casual anymore. it can't be, not with what just happened.
yeah, the sex is good, but the first thing you thought of this morning wasn't you or your saturday plans or how to endure the dismay of your entire friend group, it was about him. if didn't count for something, you don't know what did.
"seungcheol, i--" you pause. his eyes are so brown, it's distracting you, and you start to second guess yourself.
"is it about your ex?" he interrupts. "if he asked you to get back with him, would you?"
it's not his question, but his insistence that takes you by surprise.
"n-no." you watch his gaze flicker at your hesitance, and you don't like it. "no, i wouldn't."
"good, because--" he pauses, seeming to gather his thoughts. you try to read his expression, but he can't even meet your eyes right now. "look, i know i haven't had the best track record with dating. i don't even think i know how to date."
"what are you saying?" you ask softly. there's a part of your heart that feels like it's peeling itself back, in a good way.
"i'm saying i want to try." and when you still look confused, he continues. "dating you. if you'd let me."
against all odds, past all the swirling, terrible emotions in your chest, there's a bright surge of relief, of joy. the last time you saw him look so vulnerable was when he reached into his oven to pull out a tray of cookies and burned his hand because he forgot a glove. maybe this whole thing would crash and burn, but you like him enough (honestly more than enough) to try with him.
so you smile, and you watch him frown and pout and look unbearably terrified, and you smile harder.
"ok," you say, playfully feigning indifference. "you can try."
instead of replying, he kisses you again, and it's even better than the first one.
when you finally head out that morning, there's a lightness in your chest.
in the doorway, seungcheol pecks the top of your head before showing you his phone. "which emoji do you want?" he asks, completely seriously. "i want the blue heart."
you pull out your phone to find his contact, which still shows his plain number, just like old times.
"i'm unsaved?!" his jaw drops open like he's animated, and you laugh.
"gotta go," you tease. "see you later."
it's only in the uber home (that he called for you, of course), where you finally put in his real, government name, for the first time. finally, it feels a little more right.
choi seungcheol, it reads. with the blue heart.
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list of author tags
this is a list of my favorite authors who have their own tag on my blog! it makes it easy to find fics from my mutuals and others that i reblog from often. this list will be updated whenever new authors are given tags. be sure to take a peek through their tags and check out these talented writers!
**if you are an author and you would like your own tag, just send me an ask or a dm! there's no requirements to get a tag :) also i apologize in advance if we're moots and you don't yet have a tag! it's not personal i promise, i'm just very forgetful so please please don't be afraid to ask me to edit/add your tag, i'm more than happy to!
✄ : alicia - @sluttyminghao
✄ : berry - @berrryshortcake
✄ : elv - @onlyseokmins / @dokyeomblr
✄ : emily - @fallinwoozi
✄ : eva - @bfwonu
✄ : jackie - @97-liners
✄ : jen - @dontflailmenow
✄ : jenna - @huiranghaes
✄ : kaili - @sluttywonwoo
✄ : lily - @husbandhoshi
✄ : lily & ryu - @jeongwife
✄ : livvie - @husbandhannie / @venerex / @tiny-imagines / @livjeonghan
✄ : nana - @bitchlessdino / @onlychans
✄ : peachybun - @peachybun-bun (@wonwussy @librarian-stacks / @onlymingyus @chogiwapadada)
✄ : rose - @hyucks-rose
✄ : ryen - @kithtaehyung
✄ : sri - @freakyfriedrice
✄ : vampy - @vampyrescript
✄ : wondernus - @wondernus / @lipglossjun
✄ : wooahaes - @wooahaes
✄ : zeta - @multi-kpop-fanfics
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