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slytherinshua · 5 months ago

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BOYNEXTDOOR AND KISSES

genre. fluff. warnings. a lot of kisses. maybe slightly suggestive in sungho's. not proofread. pairing. ot6 boynextdoor x reader. wc. 830. (around 140 per member) request. no. a/n. i have so many requests to finish rn but the brainrot was too strong for this one... net. @onedoornet

PARK SUNGHO ﾐ 박성호

this romantic ass man… forehead kisses ughhhh. before he leaves for work, after he comes back, in the morning when you wake up, at night before you fall asleep, you name it. neverending forehead kisses, and they’re always so delicate and soft. chivalry isn’t dead because park sungho is still alive!!! when he kisses you on the lips, it’s either a very short peck because he’s in a rush or he makes it last a long time when he’s free to do so. and he loves to take his time. unless you get more desperate first, sungho could easily kiss you for minutes at a time, feeling your soft lips against his even without any tongue. he’d definitely hold your waist as he kisses you, or even your jaw, tilting your head up gently so he has the best access.

LEE SANGHYEOK ﾐ 이상혁

this cinnamon roll is such a kisses stan. he could be having the worst day ever, but 1 kiss from you suddenly changes everything. he’s honestly addicted, almost as much as his donut addiction. but he’s too shy to ask for kisses most days (unless he’s desperate beyond belief), so he’d stare at you until you take the hint. literally happiest man alive after he’s received kisses, it’s so freaking obvious that the other members just know after a while. he loves when you pepper his entire face with kisses, and of course, he would return the favour. you have a habit of kissing his cheek or top of his head while he’s distracted just scrolling on his phone. he’ll look up at you like you hung the moon in the sky, silently asking for more with just his gaze.

MYUNG JAEHYUN ﾐ 명재현

jaehyun is so playful when it comes to kisses. he’ll tease you with just a short peck or pull away too fast for your liking, just to have you pulling him back in for more. he knows that once he starts kissing you, you’ll never get enough of it, and he uses this to get a flustered reaction out of you. once he’s giggled and cooed over how cute you are, he will kiss you properly just like you want, savouring the taste of your lips desperately just like you do as well. if he’s just cuddling with you or low energy after a long day, he likes to kiss your neck. it’s relaxing for him to just press small kisses on the skin there, smelling your perfume and letting it soothe him completely.

HAN DONGMIN ﾐ 한동민

he’s such an introverted and private man, so the only time he’s kissing you is probably behind closed doors skskjs. listen, he’s not willing to run the risk of possibly giving the members something to tease him about for eternity. plus, he’s so romantic with you, but he wants only you to see that side of him. hence, most of the time he kisses you after he’s home from work. he loves to nuzzle his nose against yours, softly giggling amidst kisses with you. it’s so intimate to just hold you close, alternating between soft short kisses and talking. he’ll ask you about your day while he kisses you, leaving you to have to answer him with each word being interrupted by another quick kiss. he’s truly so down bad for you, giggling like a lovesick puppy as he tastes your lips.

KIM DONGHYUN ﾐ 김동현

leehan is a firm believer that kisses are just as essential as food and water. he will not leave the house without getting his kiss goodbye. he also does an overdramatic “mwah!” whenever he kisses you, laughing if you get embarrassed or roll your eyes at it. or he’d ask you to kiss him, only to jerk his head back when you try to, teasing you by the fact that he’s taller and you can’t reach. he’s so cheesy, but he’s so good at kissing in reality that it drives you insane. whenever he’s actually being serious instead of goofy, his kisses are so passionate that your brain will turn to tv static. and he probably uses a really nice flavour of lip balm too, just to make his lips more inviting, so that you’ll kiss him more.

KIM WOONHAK ﾐ 김운학

give this boy his kisses and give him lots because otherwise he’ll feel robbed and start complaining and/or get pouty. if you ever refuse to give him a kiss, even if you’re just teasing, he’ll probably think this is the end of the relationship. he’s just so cute and simple. kisses = happy woonhak. no kisses = sad woonhak. he loves nose kisses or any light kiss around his face that tickles. he’s probably way too shy to even hold a kiss on the lips for very long. he tries, but he honestly just gets so flustered from it after a few seconds that he has to pull away. he’s definitely not the best kisser, but he makes up for it with how eager he is. you can tell he’s absolutely obsessed with you and your lips.

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taesancult · 8 months ago

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the pet names ask has me thinking… what phrases do bnd (legal line) say in bed? who is the most/least vocal?

the horrors persist… BUT SO DOES MY VOICE KINK let’s get this voice kink party started <3

sungho: definitely more quiet, until he gets close. when he’s close, he’ll start rambling out a bunch of “oh fuck oh fuck, wait- it’s- too much” like that kind of vibe. he’s so cute when he gets like this because he’s always so put together, but the second he’s close + cumming he’s a mess. he can talk a lot during it too, he’ll be very upfront (not necessarily blunt, but rather honest) with telling you what feels good. he loves praising you and makes sure you always know how good you make him feel. sometimes, he’ll get shy when you compliment him, his brain short circuits for a moment. it’s not often that our sweet yeppi here gets shy, but tell him he looks so pretty while he fucks you and he’ll melt.

riwoo: baby boy here is really not that vocal. he’s not extremely loud in general, so it makes sense, but his moans are honestly music to your ears. they’re so pretty, and usually so soft, he laughs a lot when he feels really good. not like a full blown laugh but more so like “haaa-ha, feels so good.” sort of thing, that light laugh that people do sometimes if that makes sense?? absolutely will go “ahhh- *smiles* so good” when he’s close or finishing. he’s shy when it comes to just straight up moaning in your ear, but if you remind him that hearing him is a turn on, it’ll really help him to feel more confident. just depends on the day/his mood, and how confident he is.

jaehyun: the most vocal. i have mentioned this before… he’s a loud one for sure. he’s not screaming or anything crazy, but he’s not ashamed to vocally express he’s feeling good. if you praise him, he’ll get noticably more vocal too, not just moans, but will ramble out gratitude and other stuff. he gets especially whiney and breathless when you suck him off and it’ll have his eyes rolling back and his mouth spilling out whimpers. he really is the cutest whiny puppy. could definitely see him calling you mommy, begging you with lines like “i’ll be your good boy, mommy! please!” he’s the cutest loud puppy dog.

taesan: more vocal, but not the most. he’s vocal in the sense that he uses dirty talk a lot. he likes to ask questions such as “do you like that, baby?” or “does that make you feel good?” because he wants to ensure you’re enjoying yourself as much as he is. he also plays into a degradation kink, if you’re into it, and can get pretty filthy with it. says things like “look at your sweet little pussy, all wet and just waiting for me to use it.” “you want me to use you? beg for it.” like UGGGHHHH he’s so good. when it comes to the noises he makes, he’s more of a groaner and his groans/soft moans go STRAIGHT to your pussy. when he’s more subby/not caring about power dynamics then he can definitely be more whiny.

leehan: more in the middle in terms of volume. his sounds are deep groans paired with lots of dirty talk. he knows he has a hot deep voice that can get your cunt absolutely soaked, so, of course he’s going to use it. the mouth he has on him is absolutely foul in the best way possible, saying the nastiest things to you like it’s a normal everyday thing. he’ll say things like “your pussy is so cute, the way it always gushes for me” or “you look so pretty with my cum leaking out of you, yeah? wanna see?” like excuse me ???? where’s the decency sir

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000-pawz · 6 months ago

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press play! (bnd) ˚ · .

bnd as male leads , ot6 , fluff , slight angst , movie/film tropes, loosely (!!!) inspired by random movies/dramas/books i've seen and read (with song recs <3)

more under the cut!

a/n: me pretending that all of these are real dramas so i can escape into my silly little fantasy land >___^ <3 also thank you so much for 400+ followers!!! i know i haven't been as active lately, but seeing the sweet messages in my inbox and your genuine reblogs keeps me going for sure. i don't deserve all of this love and support, and yet, i've managed to find my place here. thank you guys!!! my little strawberries ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆<333

sungho ˚ ⋆｡˚ - the "i have no idea why i like you, but i do" lead

university, streetlights, jackets, sunsets, fond eye rolls, sharing books, lunch dates, faint smiles, polar opposites, long calls, gardens, bouquets, lattes, butterflies

to put it simply, you are somehow everything sungho tries his best to avoid in life. disorganization, clumsiness, carelessness, and above all, making a fool of himself; four things you seem to have perfected. you always show up to lectures 30 minutes late, panting heavily as you clutch your backpack to your chest. your professor and everyone else in your course is used to your tardiness by now, so no one bats an eye—but when the only available seat left is next to sungho himself, he starts to mind. first, you ask him for a pencil, and then, you ask him what’s going on, and then you ask him how his handwriting is so neat. sungho responds to you in curt words, never sparing a glance your way as he tries his best to keep his focus on the lecture. but you keep. asking. him. questions.

he knows that you aren’t dumb. you somehow managed to get accepted into this school under a rigorous major, and you haven’t dropped out so far, so there’s no way you don’t know how to keep up. in a way, he sees you as a little yapping chihuahua who laughs way too loudly, and he sighs everytime you wave brightly to him across campus, cupping your hands around your mouth to tell him to wait up so you guys can walk to class together. it seems as if you’ve already claimed yourself to be his friend after your limited, brief interactions. great.

somehow you always manage to find him when he's studying at a cafe, pulling out the chair in front of him to plop down and pester him about what he's up to (and you always manage to convince him to buy you coffee just so you can leave sooner). you purposefully take the spot next to him everytime you show up to class, nudging hi sfoot under the table so you can pull a funny face at him or sneak him a lollipop under the table.

sungho likes to believe that he’s indifferent to you. you’re just another obstacle he has to navigate through in order to finish his day. but he realizes you may have struck a little deeper into his heart than he originally thought when he notices you sitting solemnly on a bench on his walk back to his apartment. you’re dressed up in a nice outfit and he can tell you’ve put in a lot of effort to your appearance, but under the glow of the streetlights, he notices your smeared mascara and wet cheeks, your purse clutched tightly between your fingers. you’re mumbling to yourself as you fiercely wipe at your face with the back of your hand, something about “that asshole” and how you’re “so dumb”. sungho doesn’t know what comes over him as he hears those words, but he finds himself stopping directly in front of you, watching as you slowly tilt your head up to meet his eyes.

“you’re not dumb,” he says, staring down at you with such sincerity. you sniffle a bit, tilting your head at his figure in a confused manner.

“sungho? what are you doing here?” you ask quietly, your voice shaky as you try to stop your tears.

“you aren’t dumb,” he repeats again. “it’s late. you shouldn’t be out here by yourself.”

you don’t respond other than blinking owlishly at him. in this moment, he realizes how beautiful your eyes are, glimmering despite the tears pooling at your waterline. a cord in him strikes; he doesn’t like seeing you without a smile on your face.

sungho shrugs off his jacket before leaning down to drape it over your shoulders, giving you a soft smile before offering his hand out to you. “may i walk you home?”

and from that day on, sungho seems to have opened up his heart to you. he asks if you want to visit a cafe after class, helps you catch up in schoolwork, his eyes lingering on your bright smile—and each minute he spends with you, he falls for you more and more. he’s not sure how you feel about him; he can’t read you quite yet, and he’s not quite sure why he likes you so much, but he thinks it’ll be worth the wait, as long as he gets to be by your side.

˚ ⋆｡˚ riwoo - the "i'll look after you, no matter what" lead

bustling city, dinner dates, gentle hands, puppies, headlights, midnight talks, watching the stars, wishes upon dandelions, breakfast in bed

it’s riwoo’s second year working at this company—and subsequently, his second year dealing with his inconsiderate seniors and selfish boss. so when you, the new, sparkly-eyed intern, are assigned two giant stacks of paperwork to go through on your first day, riwoo immediately empathizes with you. when it starts to grow dark and most of your coworkers begin clocking out, you find yourself trapped at your tiny desk with at least 3 more hours worth of work to do.

you’re basically falling asleep, your eyelids slipping shut every few seconds before you finally doze off. riwoo watches you from across the office and some part of him feels guilty at the thought of leaving you all alone here. so instead, he makes you a cup of coffee and brings you a snack, placing it quietly at your desk. he even leaves a few sugar packets next to the mug because he’s unsure of how sweet you like your drink.

and then he waits. he exhaustedly types away at his keyboard, his knee bouncing under his desk to keep himself awake. you finally wake up an hour later with a tiny yawn, stretching in your chair before sleepily blinking at the scene in front of you. he watches as your eyes widen at the coffee and snack before looking around the office, locking eyes with him above his computer screen. he gives you a small smile and wave, to which you return, mouthing out a ‘thank you’. if you’re going to be working overtime, he’ll be there with you.

and it becomes a thing. riwoo makes sure you eat as you work through the mistreatment from your boss, comforting you when you stress cry in the breakroom, taking you out for dinner when you clock out and making sure you get home safe with a small reminder to get some sleep. you find yourself falling his selflessness. he works through those sleepless nights with you, cheering you on with shy smiles and quiet encouragement. before you know it, riwoo becomes your rock.

as you wait for the bus to head home, riwoo jogs up to you, his chest rising and falling quickly as he attempts to catch his breath.

“riwoo, hi,” you greet with a small, tired smile. riwoo’s cheeks are flushed red, his hands tucked deep into his pockets as he returns your smile with a weak one.

“hey, y/n. i just, um… i wanted to ask you something before you leave…” he starts, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. your bus is nearing your stop in the distance, so you stand, adjusting the bag on your shoulder.

“yeah, what’s up?” you ask, meeting riwoo’s eyes. they’re big and round, glossy as the headlights of passing cars speed by. your heart flutters in your chest at just the sight of him.

“i was wondering if i could take you out? on a date, i mean,” he stumbles out, pressing his lips into a thin line once the words escape.

“like a date date?” you clarify. you guys hang out all the time and you have to admit that you’ve started to want more. riwoo is the sweetest, most giving person you’ve ever met and you think you’re already in too deep.

“yeah. a date date.” at his words, your entire face lights up, quickly nodding your head as you answer.

“i would love to.” right then, your bus pulls up to a stop, so you give him a tiny smile, motioning toward the doors. “ i’ll call you when i get home, okay?”

“okay. yeah,” he breathes out with the brightest smile on his lips. “get home safely.”

“i will!” you wave enthusiastically through the doors before they close behind you and riwoo watches you through the windows with a small smile until your bus disappears down the road, his heart light in his chest.

from there, one date turns into two. and then two into three. and then suddenly, you’re at his apartment playing with his puppies while he cooks you guys breakfast, the sunlight beaming through his sheer curtains. even if the weight of the world is falling on your shoulders, you deem it impossible to feel down around your ray of sunshine.

riwoo always waits with you for your bus, letting you rant to him about your day, or things you're interest in, or to just tease him about how he dropped a stack of papers that day. and you never forget to text him when you get home, going to sleep with a smile on your face as you reread the long paragraph he sends to you about how proud he is of you and how he can't wait to see you tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. in this big city full of hustle, bustle and noise, he is your solace.

jaehyun ˚ ⋆｡˚ - the "everyone wants me, but i want you" lead

road trips, rooftop hangouts with friends, bright smiles, street vendors, shared hoodies, soccer games, skateboards, sparklers, bonfires, sunny days

ever since you moved onto campus for university, you’ve had a crush on myung jaehyun. from his silly smiles, to his friendly nature, to his cute nose and cheeks. you like everything about him. the only problem is that everyone loves myung jaehyun—in fact, you can’t name a single person that doesn’t know and love him. so you’ve managed to keep your feelings to yourself for the longest.

you were in the same friend group from the very start, with your roommate dating his roommate, the intermingling of your circles was bound to happen. and in all honesty, you couldn’t wish for a better group of people to be around. you guys always go on road trips together, visiting different cities and towns to sightsee and explore. you attend jaehyun’s soccer games with your friends, cheering him on from the sidelines only to celebrate with drinks in someone’s dorm room after another win. the proximity is inevitable, and the first two years of college pass by before you can even blink. by the end of your second year, you and jaehyun became closer than you would’ve ever thought. but it always remained at that. close friends.

it’s the night of your friend group’s annual bonfire—something you’ve been looking forward to all year. you’ve been worrying about your future: what would happen when you graduate college, whether you would move away or not, would jaehyun ever like you back. but mid-summer is your favorite, especially when the tide is low, everyone has sparklers and drinks, and the night air is light and fun. your bathing suit clings to your skin after your friends had splashed sea water on your earlier, but you don’t mind it. it’s a break from your own thoughts.

you notice jaehyun sitting in the sand near the bonfire, shivering a bit, so you grab an abandoned blanket from someone else’s chair and skip over to him. when you drape it over his shoulders from behind, he looks up at you, his eyes scrunching up with the smile that overtakes his face at the sight of you.

“hey,” he speaks, looking you up and down. you feel your body heat up under your skin, returning the smile with a small one of your own before taking a seat next to him.

“hey. you okay?” you ask, your eyes searching his face. usually, jaehyun is at the center of all the action, but tonight, he seems quieter than usual. the bonfire is warm on your skin, illuminating the sand in front of you.

“yeah, i’m okay. just thinking,” he says weakly, flashing you a tiny smile before looking back at the fire.

“about what?” you pry, bumping him with your shoulder. he looks especially good tonight, with his wet hair and soaked t-shirt, his tanned skin washed in a hue from the fire. you’re snapped out of your gazing when he speaks, though.

“you,” he says bluntly. he doesn’t look at you, but you’re staring holes into the side of head.

“what about me?” you nearly whisper, your voice almost drowned out by the loud laughter of your friends at the shore. jaehyun watches the fire for a bit before he turns to look at you again, his eyes glimmering with something you can’t quite put your finger on.

“how pretty you look. how pretty you always look,” he says. you scoff at his words, bumping his shoulder again.

“stop playing around, jaehyun. i almost thought you were being serious,” you nervously laugh, looking down at the sand.

“but i am,” he replies quickly. “i am being serious. you’re beautiful.”

when you meet his eyes again, they’re boring into yours with an intensity you’ve never felt before. something so foreign and yet familiar at the same time. you can’t do anything but whisper a thank you before your friends are rushing over to drag you guys back to the water. some part of you is unsure of whether that was just another passing comment made by jaehyun. he jokingly flirts with his friends all the time. what difference would it be when it’s towards you?

but when jaehyun texts you the next morning to meet him on the beach, and you see an entire picnic set up with flowers on the sand, you realize that maybe he wasn’t joking. he’s standing there with his arms awkwardly spread out in a ‘ta-da’ manner, a shy smile on his lips as you near him. the sun isn’t fully risen yet, so the sky is still slightly orange near the horizon. he looks softer like this, with his puffy morning cheek and his messy hair.

he confesses that your friends gave him the extra push to confess and helped him set everything up for you. over chocolate covered strawberries and french toast, he finally confesses that he’s had a crush on you this entire time and almost went crazy from keeping it a secret. the morning started with shy gazes, soft touches, and laced fingers as the ocean waves lulled you. with your head rested on his shoulder, you finally feel content. maybe the future won’t be so bad.

˚ ⋆｡˚ taesan - the "everything sucks, except you" lead

big school, skipping stones, handwritten notes, late-night bus rides, comfortable silence, dirty shoes, convenience stores, headphones, lingering gazes

han taesan always tries to stay out of the spotlight. he keeps his head down, his hood up, and his headphones on—in a way, he feels like if he can disappear from other people’s lives, it wouldn’t be so hard to disappear from himself either. he doesn’t have any friends, and if anything, people seem to act like he doesn’t exist at all. he’s okay with that. it’s comfortable. that is, until you come along.

he’s not sure how he’s never noticed you at first. maybe it’s because you’re just like him; you stay out of the way, you don’t speak to anyone, and you’re simply going through the motions. he’s not even sure if you go to the same school. he first sees you on a late bus ride home, near the back. your head is leaning on the window, your face blank and solemn, with one earbud in your ear as you watch the passing city through a blur. taesan doesn’t know what it is about you that intrigues him. let it be the way your sweater is a few sizes too big, or the melancholic look in your eyes, or the way those same eyes meet him from across the bus, piercing and inquisitive.

he sees you again at the convenience store a week later, pushing around noodles in a cup with your cheek in your palm, staring down at your food with no intentions of taking a bite. even in the harsh lighting of the store, your face stops him in his tracks. your eyes follow him as he pretends to not notice your stare, his heart pounding in his ears with every movement. and when he makes it up to the counter to pay, you’re gone, as if you were never there in the first place.

he doesn’t see you again for a while; not until he runs into you on his walk home, sitting on a swing at a vacant park. your shoelaces are untied, and you’re watching the way they flow in the wind. your unreadable gaze intrigues him in ways he’s never felt before. he’s always told himself to not get involved, to not get attached, and to not get in the way. but his feet seem to have a mind of their own as they drag themselves towards you. the sound of his shoes against concrete catches your attention, and he watches with shallow breaths as you lift your head to face him.

“your… your shoes are… um, untied,” he stutters out, moving his headphones to rest around his neck before pointing at your laces. you don’t say anything, but you do follow his gaze down to your shoes, cocking your head.

“can you tie them for me?”

the request is odd, especially for the first words he ever hears you speak, but he finds himself unable to decline. he kneels down by your shoes before taking a quick glance up at your face, his palms growing sweaty with the way you watch him. with shaky fingers, he helps you tie your shoes before he stands back up, tucking his hands in his pockets.

“you, um… i see you around a lot. what’s your name?” he doesn’t know why he asks, but some part of him is overwhelmed by curiosity. he knows why he is the way he is, but with you… you’re an anomaly that eats at his mind. he wants to know you.

“y/n,” you say quietly, looking up at him from your position on the swing. taesan nods with pursed lips, averting his gaze for a second.

“i’m taesan.” when he speaks, the corners of your lips perk up ever so slightly, nodding softly in acknowledgement. something about your faint smile makes his stomach churn and his head spin. he decides then and there that he would like to see you more often; and subsequently, your smile too.

“nice to meet you, taesan.”

“nice to meet you, too. y/n.”

from there, you guys meet every now and then. taesan likes to place his headphones over your ears to show you new songs, and you like to share earbuds on the bus ride home together. he slips little notes about his day in your pocket before you get off with a little p.s. to meet him at the park before sunset. you pick clovers and tie them together to make bracelets, sitting on the swings as you bounce conversation back and forth.

there’s no judgment from the outside world in the little bubble that you’ve created with him. and if he starts falling for you with every curious gaze and passing smile, he barely notices the shift. with you , existing becomes natural. there’s no guilt, or shame, or need to hide from yourself. it’s you both against the world.

leehan ˚ ⋆｡˚ - the "i wouldn't mind living with you" lead

new to town, seashell necklaces, oceanviews, birds in trees, sunrises, midday strolls, the youngests in the neighborhood, cooking together, white t-shirts + flannels

it’s not easy living in a new town, far away from the city that you grew up in, but you can’t bring yourself to regret anything. you wake up the the sound of beach waves and boats docking, the grandmas of the neighborhood leave fresh food on your doorstep, and you get to gawk at the beautiful man that always seems to be at the shore collecting seashells. he’s the only person near your age in the entire town, but for some reason, you haven’t spoken to him yet. maybe it’s because of the way that he’s always alone at the shore, or running around the town helping everyone he can.

leehan, they call him. a few of the grandmas have encouraged you to talk to him, saying that it’d do him well to have a friend his age. yet, something about him is unapproachable—let it be because of his long wavy hair or those flannels he wears way too often. you can’t place your finger on it. so you stick to admiring his bright smile from afar, taking in the way he speaks with fishermen as if he grew up in the water himself, or the way he assists the grandmas in caring their groceries home. he’s entrancing, moving with swiftness and speaking with intention. an aura of confidence follows him around like a glowing shadow. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a small, small crush on him by now.

you sit at the beach with your knees pulled up to your chest, the soft breeze kissing your cheeks as you gaze out at the water, the sun sparkling against its gentle waves. moments like these remind you why you moved here. your escape. although, you’re too wrapped up in soaking up the atmosphere to notice the figure moving to sit beside you, and the clinking of seashells is what pulls you out of your trance. you jump a bit at the sun block of sunshine, shielding your eyes to look up at the culprit.

the handsome, handsome culprit who’s currently holding something out towards you with a small smile on his lips, the wind blowing his long hair into his face. in the midst of your shock, you manage to drag your eyes down to his hand—it’s a handmade necklace, made of white string and polished shells from the shore. the shells are an assortment of light blues, whites, and pinks, perfectly complimenting each other, replicating where the setting sun meets the sea. it’s gorgeous.

“made something for you,” he starts, his smile lopsided and charming. his head is cocked in a playful way, his eyes slightly squinted from the bright sun. he’s even more gorgeous up close. “y/n, right?”

“uh, yeah,” you stutter out, too distracted by the way the sun hits his face so perfectly.

“i realized i haven’t given you a proper welcome yet,” leehan speaks as he hands you the necklace, his voice deep and gentle. your eyes flickered back up to his sparkling ones, quickly shaking your head in dismissal.

“oh! no, it’s okay. i’ve seen you around enough times,” you laugh as you avoid his eyes again, running your fingers over the shells. leehan hums in response, his eyes watching your fingers. alone like this, up close, his atmosphere is affable and soft—nothing like the unapproachable man you’ve seen from afar.

“so, are you liking it here? i heard you moved from the city.”

“i do like it here, actually. i couldn’t ask for more,” you speak, finding his eyes again. leehan’s are curious, sincere, and inviting in all the ways that makes you want to keep speaking. so you do. you tell him about why you came here, how you’re starting a-new and leehan, with a wide smile, offers to be your personal guide around town.

you end up meeting up every morning for a walk by the beach, watching the sunrise as you exchange stories about anything and everything. leehan teaches you how he makes necklaces from seashells, his favorite recipes to cook, and where to find the quietest spots in town when you just need a break from it all. you’re falling for him—with his chivalrous, kind-hearted nature and warm smile—but you don’t mind it at all. you really do like it here; especially if he’ll be around too.

˚ ⋆｡˚ woonhak - the "i'm secretly in love with my best friend" lead

small town, childhood best friends, neighbors, growing up together, coming of age, grassy fields, tiny markets, bicycles, fireflies, shorts + graphic tees

woonhak's big smile has been a constant in your life for as long as you can remember. some of your earliest members are of making mudpies and catching fireflies in jars together, playing tag in the long grassy fields that border your town. you guys are partners in crime, drawing silly pictures in chalk outside of your neighbor’s houses or riding your bikes down to the store to buy all of the mango popsicles in stock with your pocket money.

in your eyes, woonhak is just… woonhak. he is familiar. existing with woonhak was as easy as breathing to you. you remember teasing him when you lost your first tooth before him because it proved that you were going to be more mature than him, or when you took your training wheels off first.

your parents are best friends, and it also helps that he lives directly next to you. you guys have sleepovers all the time, using flashlights under the blankets as you pull funny faces at each other, sharing stories about past crushes or what show you’re currently watching. woonhak knows everything about you and you know everything about him.

your favorite spot to meet up is the flower field behind your house. the grass is so tall, it reaches up to woonhak’s chest, the flowers spotting the green with blooms of yellows, pinks, and purples. it’s quiet there, and you guys are free to discuss whatever and whoever. that’s where you are when you’re watching the stars one night with woonhak by your side, his arms tucked behind his head. you mirror him as you talk about something woonhak did earlier that week.

“you’re so cute, hakkie. still the same after all these years,” you laugh, covering your mouth with your hand so your voice doesn’t echo too loud. at your words, woonhak sighs, a big one that catches your attention. “huh? what’s wrong?”

woonhak shakes his head, looking straight up at the sky. “i just… sometimes you say things and it reminds me that you still see me as a kid.”

you turn your head toward him at that in confusion. “what are you talking about?”

“y/n, what am i to you? honestly.” his words come out so quick, you don’t have time to linger on the sharpness in his voice.

“you’re… you’re my best friend, woonhak,” and you’re telling the truth. the answer is simple. woonhak is your best friend.

woonhak is silent for a bit, the crickets and frogs in the distance filling in the lack of noise. his gaze is far off as he stares up at the night sky, his body framed by grass and flowers. for the first time in your life, you can’t read his mind and it terrifies you.

“we are best friends, right?” when he remains silent and your heart drops a bit. “woonhak?”

suddenly then, he turns his head towards you, the side of his face illuminated by the glow of moonlight. his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, his cheeks flushed red from the humidity of summer nights.

“what if i wanted to be more than that?” he whispers, his gaze locked intensely on yours. you feel your heart stop in your chest, your palms growing sweaty from more than just the heat.

“more… more than best friends…?” you repeat dumbly. it’s as if you’re short-circuiting, all of the words that were once on your tongue dying off one by one.

“i…” woonhak sighs dejectedly, turning back up to face the sky. “i like you. i like like you. a lot.”

at the words, something in you clicks. something about the way your eyes always linger on his bright smile when he shows up on your doorsteps at the crack of dawn. something about the way your stomach churned when that girl from fourth period asked woonhak out last year. something about the way he links your pinkies together when you walk side by side, and the way he cups your face when you cry to him, and the way he holds you with so much security and love.

your lips move faster than your mind, sitting up quickly to look down at him with a wide grin. “i like you too. i like like you, woonhak. a lot. too.”

you aren’t sure what any of this means for your relationship, or for your future—but as woonhak laces your fingers together to press a small kiss to the back of your hand, any worry or doubt dissolves with the wind. you’re here now with him and for you, that could be more than enough. more than you’ve ever dreamed of.

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domoriu · 2 months ago

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perv bsf!bonedo

req - could you imagine bonedo as your bestfriend and theyre lowk freaky and a perv for you

warnings: the boys are kinda (really) icky, 18+ mdni !! panty stealing/sniffing, non consented recording, manipulation? idk… also ty @tsandoll for helping me w some of these 🫶🏽 the rest of the members under the cut !! <3

sungho

super subtle about it

youd never guess he was so pervy

everyone else around you guys would definitely know sungho had some sort of crush on you, but you’re oblivious to it and think its just him being a gentleman and good friend

buys you whatever you want, will even buy you clothes if you talk about needing some new outfits. ends up dressing you up the way he likes and gets turned on seeing you in the outfits he bought for you

“do you think this looks good?” and he’s nodding and trying his best to not pop a boner in front of you

you’re at a party? sungho is gonna be your plus one. he doesn’t even care about your complaints about him “scaring the hoes” cuz you get touchy when you get under the influence and he’s going to be there for you and enjoy the next few hours of you clinging to him

he even lowkey sabotages any relationship you could possibly have, tells people you two are dating/fucking and leaves you to wonder why none of the people you’ve been interested in ever pay you any mind.

when he comes to your house he has to fight the urge to sniff all of your clothes and your sheets. you just smell so good to him, and he knows if he gets a hard enough whiff he might get hard.

when he jerks off, he’s imagining its your hand, he’s imagining what your mouth would feel like wrapped around him, and he imagines how you’d look taking his cock.

goes through your messages together with his phone in hand while the other one is wrapped around his cock, playing back the voice messages you’ve sent him before to help him get off. then once he’s cum to the thought of you he’s calling you and talking to you like nothing happened.

riwoo

shy boy. its a little more obvious that he’s a little pervert, and you’re using that to your advantage.

he’s acting really innocent but he knows exactly what he’s doing. he just might be a little clumsy with it, which is ultimately how you figured out his perv agenda.

gets hard so fast, and you constantly touching him doesn’t help his case at all

you invite him over, he’s running to your bathroom to quickly jerk off. he tries to be quiet, but he fails miserably.

“riwoo? are you okay in there?” you’re smirking behind the door and he doesn’t even realize how obvious it is that he’s in there getting himself off, and by the way he stutters a weak “y-yeah im fine!” you know exactly what he’s doing.

he’s a bed/pillow humper. when you two have sleepovers, and you fall asleep before him, he’s putting a pillow over his dick and softly thrusting into it, even sometimes he’ll do that when you’re awake, just really slowly and subtly so you dont notice. but when you’re asleep, he’s more shameless. eagerly humping the pillow or even humping the mattress while he stares at your sleeping body.

sometimes he’ll just jerk off as fast as he can, staring at your figure while you sleep. he’s edging himself, each time your body twitches or you turn in your sleep he stops touching himself, so close to cumming but he doesn’t want to get caught. he cums quick the nights you wear something loose or something more revealing, because he can move the fabric to see exactly what he needs to get to his climax.

whatever he does while you’re asleep you’re not aware of, but you know that you catch him staring a little too hard at your cleavage sometimes or catch him looking at your ass

touchy with you and he tries to say its just friendly touching, but no friend keeps their hand right at the bottom of their friends back before the curve of their ass, or rests their hands or head on their friends tits when they watch movies.

jaehyun

a little shameless about it, but he’s always scared out of his mind that you’ll find him gross

the flirting he does with you is a bit more flirty than his usual, sometimes leaving you flustered but you mask it well.

“a little kissing never hurt a friendship” while he looks at you with his big puppy eyes. all you can do is stare at him and laugh because no way he’s serious.

“jaehyun… you’re staring at my tits again” “sorry! sorry… they’re just… so nice…” and he’s absolutely not sorry

dirty little panty sniffer. super scared of getting caught though, but he ends up snitching on himself

“definitely wasnt going through your stuff while you were in the bathroom” no one accused you of doing that but if you say so…

touchy as fuck. like youve never met someone as touchy as jaehyun. and you know he means no harm, so you let him cop a feel from time to time

back to the panty sniffing, also a pillow humper. will steal a different pair of your panties each week, ruin them completely and then return them like nothing happened (he’ll wash them first of course, he doesn’t want to get caught)

he even knows about the box you keep in your bedside drawer, the one with your toys in it. jerks off to the thought of you fucking yourself open with your dildo, wishes that he could be the one fucking you instead. wishes he could press your vibrator on your clit while he stretches you out on his cock.

taesan

also a shy perv

but he’s a lot bolder than youd think

thinks with his dick… once his dick twitches his mind goes blank

since he’s tall, he’s definitely using this to his advantage. its a lot easier for him to stare down your shirt with this angle

he might get a little bold sometimes and take a pic under your skirt

has a whole folder of “off guard” photos of you, every time he takes one you’re trying to grab his phone to see the pic but he refuses, telling you that its for his eyes only and that youll try to delete them - whole time he had taken various panty shots and other body pics

steals your panties, goes through your clothes bin and sniffs them until he feels dizzy and his cock is straining in his pants.

he tries to be subtle about everything and he’s mostly successful, never catching him doing anything out of the ordinary and anything he asks you to do for him doesn’t seem too off putting

if you’re complaining to him about a guy you’ve been talking to, he’s asking you what they do that gives you the ick and what they do that makes you like them a little more

he makes sure you’re comfortable with him always, there’s never been tmi between the both of you so you feel comfortable telling him about your sex stories - he listens super intensely, and at night he’s humping his mattress at the thought of fucking you just the way you like, because he knows he’d be better than any of the guys youve been fucking

he’s also cumming loudly with your name leaving his lips repeatedly. he wishes he could send you a pic of his stomach covered in his cum and tell you that you’re the reason he came so much

having trouble deciding what type of revealing pics to send to a guy? taesan is telling you that you should send it to him first, so he can tell you from a guys perspective if its good, and will definitely ask you for multiple pictures for “options”

he couldn’t care less what you sent to someone else, as long as he always got access to the pics first and he was definitely going to be jerking off to them later.

leehan

another shameless perv… but he’s really shameless - he’s touchy, he compliments you, he even purposely tries to get you flustered

once he gets the reaction he wants out of you he’s just laughing, and he’ll go back to doing the same thing over and over

lets you believe he’s just joking around with you, even though he’s so serious

“can i eat you out as a friend?” “leehan stop, you play around too much” and there was absolutely no hint of joking around in his voice

whenever you stay over at his place he tells you that you can leave your old clothes with him, that he’ll wash them for you so you have clothes when you come over

before he washes them he’s definitely jerking off with your panties, he might even put them in his mouth cuz he’s a sick freak like that….

and whenever you two are on the phone he’s most likely going to jerk off to the sound of your voice

“leehan, are you okay?” “m’fine, just keep telling me about your day” and he has to mute his mic when he cums - might be a little bold and let you hear it

with him being touchy, anyone would think you were a couple with how comfortable he was touching you however he pleased - seriously, why was he gripping your ass in the middle of the store?

pet names!! darling, princess, he’ll even call you a good girl sometimes just to gauge your reaction. might ask you to grab something for him and he’s like “such good girl for me” and you’re left feeling hot all over and confused about your feelings (even if leehan was insanely straightforward)

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myungjaehyun · 3 months ago

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little guys 💙♥️💚

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bonedo-enthusiast · 4 months ago

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bnd's kinks 𐂐◯𓇋

A/N: i haven't written smut in years but i like how this turned out! :D i am canonically a sapphic, so idk what possessed me to write this but here we are. 😔 lowercase is intended as always, enjoy. :)

genre: smut

tws: kinks!, explicit sexual content, bdsm themes

pairing: legal!bnd x afab!reader (but i tried to make it gn!reader mostly)

wc: 2,188

MDNI!! (i have three other pg imagines on my blog, read those instead :p)

Sungho

praise, service top/bottom, foreplay, teasing (sort of), begging

i think he just really wants to make you feel good, by any means necessary, although he prefers to be gentle.

he kind of strikes me as more vanilla than anything else, but he would love telling you how much he’s enjoying things.

you’re on the bed, legs spread, with sungho slowly running his fingers across your skin.

he looks down at you lovingly. “you’re so beautiful.” and you know he means it, with the way he’s looking at you like you’re the only other person in the world.

he’s very slow, very deliberate because why would he rush things when he has all the time in the world?

if he could, he would spend hours with you underneath him like this, your little whimpers like music to his ears.

but sungho would feel bad making you wait oh so patiently for him, so he’d do exactly what you want.

first, he’d trail soft kisses down your skin, making sure to suck and nip as he went.

he’d attach himself to your nipple, swirling his tongue around it slowly while bringing his hand down to your inner thighs.

your gasps and moans would only fuel his hard-on, its presence evident underneath his boxers.

he liked it when you were completely naked and when he still had an article or two of clothing on because sungho knew you would often beg so sweetly, something he found so endearing.

you begging for him… the love of his life needing him in a way that only he could satisfy.

sungho was always good at drawing orgasms out of you, making you have at least two before he’d even consider orgasming himself.

but when it comes to that point, he’d become a bit feverish. his grip on your hips would be almost tight enough to bruise as he pounded into you with vigor.

he’d continue kissing you sloppily, praises leaving his mouth one after the other.

“you feel so good… so pretty. shit, you’re so fucking hot…”

Riwoo

mommy kink, praise, humiliation, dick slapping, hints of dacryphilia

i think riwoo’s usually pretty innocent-minded, and too shy to initiate anything even if he is having impure thoughts.

so riwoo would just be minding his business, maybe playing league of legends on his pc. then you’d hug his neck from behind, resting your chin on his head. “how’s my baby doing?”

he would blush at the use of ownership, but not take his eyes off of the screen. “good. my team’s winning.”

“oh, that’s great! i’m so proud of you, sweetheart.” you run your fingers through his hair, causing a chill to go down riwoo’s spine. “can i join you? i’d like to watch.”

he nods and you pull up a chair next to his, resting your head against his shoulder but not in a way that would hinder his gaming.

he’d feel more nervous now, having an audience. he wants to make you proud, wants to hear you praise him again, so he locks in all of his attention to the screen in front of him.

which is why he doesn’t at first notice your hand on his thigh, until your fingers crest against the edge of his waistband.

he lets out a gasp and breaks his eye contact with the screen to glance at you. “wh…what are you doing?”

“what do you mean? i’m not doing anything, sweetheart. just keep playing your game.” your voice comes out innocent, but riwoo’s been dating you long enough to know that you in fact know exactly what you’re doing.

but he also knows better than to protest, especially since he’s already a bit turned on from you just complimenting him.

you notice that fact with the way his dick is already semi-hard. you let out a laugh and lightly slap his dick, making him let out a whine. “you’re already turned on and i haven’t even done anything. how pathetic…”

riwoo inhales a shaky breath and blinks several times, trying his best to focus.

when you undo his pants and pull down his boxers, he tries not to squirm even as the cool air in the room hits his fully erect dick.

you wrap a hand around it, gently running your thumb up and down the shaft.

he starts bucking his hips, so you remove your hand and slap his dick again.

riwoo whines and tears start to rim his eyes. “p-please…”

“hmm? please what, baby?”

“please touch me… more… i need more.”

“you need more, huh? so the slut isn’t appreciating what i’m giving him? it’s not enough?”

he gulps. “n-no, it’s good. i-i just–” he’s cut off when you lick the tip of his dick, a strangled moan escaping his lips.

“oh? did you like that? does that make my slut’s pretty dick feel good?”

“yes… more please…”

“please what?”

“mommy. please, mommy…”

and how could you say no to that?

Jaehyun

praise, humiliation, choking, masochism, bondage

i think jaehyun just gives me major “i need to be punished” vibes ??

he’s a very hyper man, and i imagine he’d probably get on your nerves fairly easily.

“jaehyun, can you stop running around like that? i’m trying to watch this lecture.”

“i’m not running around.” he pouts. “i’m just having fun.”

“can you have fun more quietly?”

“it’s not my fault my partner cares more about their grades than their sweet, loving boyfriend.”

“is that what this is about? you just want attention?” you scoff.

“maybe… i just miss you.” jaehyun frowns.

“so your plan is to piss me off? you never learn, do you? how many times do i have to punish you before you actually start to learn? you’re just a dumb slut, aren’t you?”

jaehyun’s jaw would go slack, both surprised and turned on all in one.

“i asked you a question.”

“uh. y-yes…”

“you’re gonna have to beg for it. convince me that you’re worth my time.”

“please…” he got down on his knees in front of you, resting his head on your thighs. “i want you so bad…”

“do you now? well, why don’t you make yourself useful and go get the box?”

jaehyun bites his lip and nods before racing into your shared bedroom to grab the box full of sex toys that you own. when he gets back, your laptop is no longer on your lap and your eyes are fully on him. just what he wanted.

he instinctively reaches down and palms himself through his shorts, until your voice breaks him out of his haze. “and what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“s-sorry, i really didn’t mean to.” jaehyun says quickly, placing the box in front of you. “really… it was an accident.”

“accident or not, you’re testing my patience. looks like what i originally had in mind won’t be enough. i’m going to have to fuck some sense into you.”

he doesn’t even protest, the arousal swirling within him. it’s almost too much, with the way that his dick strains against the only barrier between you and him.

“lay down on the couch.” you say, opening the box and pulling out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.

jaehyun’s eyes widen. “w-wait! i wanna touch you!”

“too bad. if you’re going to act like a slut, i’m going to treat you like one.” you put the handcuffs on him before attacking his lips with your own. you press his hands down over his head and straddle his legs, your clothed heat brushing against his erection.

“f-fuck…” jaehyun groans in between your kisses.

you pull away only to wrap a hand around his soft neck, squeezing gently as you rub yourself against him. “do you like that, slut?”

“yes, i like it so m-much…”

“mm, good boy.”

Taesan

dom/sub, humiliation, edging, sadism, teasing

i love taesan as much as the next onedoor, but this man can be mean 😭 like he’s a sweetheart don’t get me wrong but he really has his moments where i’m like damn dude.

so i think that this could easily be applied to his sexual preferences.

being a songwriter of boynextdoor does not come without its challenges, so he’s often stressed and worn out from the sheer amount of responsibilities he has placed on him. so of course he needs an outlet for all that stress… cue you, his wonderful loving partner.

you’d hear the front door to the apartment close all the way from your shared bedroom, a huge smile on your face knowing that it was taesan coming home after a long day.

you race into the living room to greet him, finding him standing there oddly still with a dark look in his eyes.

you immediately freeze, mouth slightly agape as he slowly trails his eyes up your body. when they meet your own, you can see the desire within them. “go back to the bedroom. when i come back there, i expect you to be fully naked.”

you stand there for a few more seconds, taking in his words before nodding and hurriedly rushing back to the bedroom.

you’ve barely taken off your underwear, which was your last article of clothing, when taesan bursts into the room.

you could practically feel the heat of his eyes as he approaches you, not bothering to close the door. “fuck, i’ve been waiting all day for this…”

he immediately wraps you up in his arms and kisses you passionately before (gently) throwing you on the bed and crawling on top of you.

he makes haste with discarding his own clothing before attaching his lips to your neck, you writhing below him with soft whimpers.

if you’d squirm too much, he’d hold your hips as a warning.

but if you squirmed again regardless, he would slap your inner thigh and grab your jaw, making eye contact with you. “don’t fucking move.”

which is easier said than done, and he knows that but doesn’t care because he loves being mean. <3

so he just watches as you helplessly try to stay still, even as he brings his fingers dangerously close to your sensitive areas.

“aww, poor baby… you want to move so bad, don’t you?”

“taesan, please just fuck me.”

“tsk… you should know better than to ask for that so early on. what would be the fun in that? i think i’d much rather watch you come undone with just my fingers alone. wouldn’t you like that too, baby?”

you nod feverishly, choking out a moan when his finger circles your hole.

and when he’s fingering you with intensity, you know you’re about to come undone exactly as he wanted.

your moans increase and get higher in pitch, your orgasm right there.

you feel it building up, just about to come when taesan suddenly pulls his fingers away, leaving you clenching around nothing.

“n-no! taesan, please! please, please…”

“shhh…” he places a finger against your lips. “just relax. you’ll get what you want, baby… just let me have some fun first, yeah?” and then he’s back to attacking your neck.

Leehan

switch, role play, power dynamics

idk why but i just think leehan would find the idea of role play funny, something he’d want to try out as a joke… but seeing you in that sexy nurse outfit has his head spinning in a way he didn’t plan on.

the way the tight uniform shows off every one of your curves has leehan immediately wanting to pounce on you like he’s some animal.

but he’d restrain himself, because he’s curious where this will go.

and you being the fantastic nurse that you are means that you have to give him a well-rounded checkup.

so of course you have to test every nerve to make sure that his motor functions are working properly.

you start with the usual, gently tapping your rubber mallet against his knee before working your way up.

he responds well to your touch, his breath hitching when you brush against his dick, it already being hard.

which is convenient because you need to make sure that was in working order, too.

“do you regularly engage in sexual intercourse, mr. kim?”

leehan is taken aback by your question, blushing a little. “yes…”

“and do you use protection, sir?”

he gulps, liking the way you were referring to him. it became physically evident in the way that his dick twitched ever so slightly, begging for friction. “yes.”

“good. very, very good.” you make a show of writing on a blank notepad. “i’m going to need to further examine you, especially because it’s been a while since you’ve been to get a checkup.”

you scoot closer to him on the stool and gesture at his pants. “would you mind taking these off, mr. kim?”

leehan nods and quickly unbuttons and unzips his pants, pulling them down to around his ankles. the tent in his boxers stand proud, a small patch of wetness on the cotton fabric.

you reach out and palm him through the fabric, achingly slow, earning a hiss from leehan.

“just relax, alright? this examination might take a while…”

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hyuukas · 19 days ago

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“i’m always proud of you” | mjh day

genre: fluff, comfort (angst if you squint? anxious!jaehyun for short) (pd. the end is a tiny but suggestive for the smut in part two!)

warnings: bf!jaehyun x fem!reader, pet names, food, woonhak mentioned, he’s a bit insecure at the beginning. lmk if there’s anything else. NOT PROOFREAD

feedback is really appreciated (reblog + comment) as a new ish writer!

“baby, it’s gonna go well, okay? i’ve seen you all practice hundreds of times” you tried to reassure your boyfriend in the day of one of the most important awards ceremony.

he (and the entire group) is usually really confident on stage, but you could tell his birthday was also on his mind. he had barely had time to speak to his parents today and he didn’t want to disappoint them, the show being the reason he couldn’t see them.

but he didn’t want to disappoint his members or his fans either, and especially, he didn’t want to disappoint you.

“hyung, we have to go” you hear woonhak say from the other side of the door. you look at him, grabbing his cheeks and whispering softly “you are gonna do great, you’re gonna enjoy yourself as much as you always do and i’ll have to be fighting every twitter user asking ‘who the guy with the white highlights is’”.

he stares into your eyes, pouting and hugging your waist, tilting his head slightly, looking just like a puppy. “thank you”.

you lean in just in time to kiss him, a sweet connection that makes your heart flutter as his fingers grasp your waist.

before it can get more intense, you pull out, grabbing his hand and leading him to his door before turning around. “i’m always proud of you”.

you wish good luck to the whole group and say goodbye as you see them leave in a van before starting to prepare your little surprise for jaehyun.

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚

you watch the awards show from the warmth of your home as you lay a few wrapped gifts on the table and decorate the walls with a few silver fringe backdrop curtains and some endearingly ugly “happy birthday” balloons.

you wait for him to say he’s leaving the show to order fried chicken, not the fanciest food but one he loves, and pull out some drinks as you wait.

the delivery guy arrives to your apartment barely five minutes before your boyfriend did, collapsing into your arms from exhaustion.

“you did great, baby” you whispered, arms around him as his breath calmed down. he adorably brings one of your hands to his head, and you grant his wish as you rub your fingers through his locks.

“take a shower while i lay the table?”. he only nods, looking around and smiling at the decorations. “good boy” you whisper, kissing his forehead before seeing him walk to the bathroom.

a few minutes later, he comes out, seemingly more energised with his grey sweatpants and black tank top. dinner takes place in between reassurance and praises, his ears red as he hears you speak while enjoying the chicken and the seaweed soup you had tried to prepare.

“wait!”. you get up, reaching behind the table to pull out a small cake with a candle, which you lit before bringing it to the table while singing. he just looks at you adoringly, barely even noticing the cake but thinking about how lucky he is. shortly after, he closes his eyes blows the candle.

you both move to the couch, unwrapping a few small gifts before handing him an envelope. “are you my sugar mommy now? giving me money?” he laughs and you scoff, playfully hitting his shoulder.

soon, he’s gasping and hugging you, his eyes not believing what they’re seeing. “tickets to see tyler? are you kidding me?” he says excited, his lips almost hurting from his smile.

after thanking you, kissing you and ranting about his love for the rapper (and for you), you place your hand on his thigh. “there’s one more gift. well, two- no, it kind of is just one”. you giggle quietly, your words coming out as everything but suggestive, what you had first intended.

you hand him a small box, his eyes curious at first, until he almost whimpers, realisation hitting him.

“baby…” he whispers.

[ part 2 (SMUT) coming tomorrow! ]

#boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor fluff #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor smut #boynextdoor #bnd x reader #bnd smut #bnd imagines #bonedo smut #myung jaehyun smut #myung jaehyun fluff #myung jaehyun x reader #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun smut #myung jaehyun

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loveyni · 5 months ago

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adoring BOYFRIEND!myungjaehyun

idol!jaehyun x gn!reader

sungho • riwoo • jaehyun!! • taesan • leehan • woonhak

🪷🍧🫂🐶🌠🩷🛌

boyfriend!jaehyun who fervently pulls the strings of your hoodies and watches as the hood caves in on your face because he finds your reaction adorable.

boyfriend!jaehyun who interlocks pinkies with you in order to keep you from wandering away from him in crowded areas (it's actually the other way around) ((like a crow, shiny things lead him astray)).

boyfriend!jaehyun who asks you never to dull yourself down for the sake of anyone else.

boyfriend!jaehyun whose favorite form of practice is performing with you (or rather for you) as his sole witness.

boyfriend!jaehyun who comes to you with tears in his eyes for comfort, complaining about the ‘heartbreaking’ cat video that appeared on his feed.

boyfriend!jaehyun who hoards YOUR sweaters because the scent of you calms his hyperactive mind.

boyfriend!jaehyun who spoon feeds you dessert for his own personal satisfaction (everything about you is just so lovely to him).

boyfriend!jaehyun prefers staying in on his days off to laze around with you.

boyfriend!jaehyun who hides a polaroid of you on the headboard of his bed; almost hoping that onedoors will discover it.

boyfriend!jaehyun who makes you late because he was determined to cuddle with you for 'just five more minutes' this morning (in his dazed state, he trapped you in a bear hug).

boyfriend!jaehyun who introduces you to the other members early on in your relationship because he knows that you’ll be around for awhile.

boyfriend!jaehyun who doesn't need to be BOYNEXTDOOR LEADER MYUNGJAEHYUN around you; just jaehyun⏤as is.

#⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ yenni works #boynextdoor #bonedo #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor headcanons #boynextdoor jaehyun #myung jaehyun #myungjae x reader #jaehyun x reader #bnd jaehyun #boynextdoor fluff #myung jaehyun x reader #our j.hyun qq #myungjae is so cute #babygirl myungjae me thinks #boynextdoor myungjaehyun

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neomujinjja · 3 months ago

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Not according to plan

Pairing: Myung Jaehyun x reader

Length: 775 words Genre: Request, Fluff

Warnings: birthday setting, confession, crying / wanting to cry, reader isn't in the first half, my attempt at a poetic confession, dramatic jaehyun & reader, abrupt ending(?)

Synopsis: Jaehyun decides to confess to Y/N at their birthday celebration he planned. But things don't exactly happen as he wants, but the boys lucky convince him that he can still confess.

Note: Sorry that this took so long, Anon. But I hope that you enjoy this imagine & it's close to what you were thinking. I finished writing this before work so i apologize if the end seems a little rushed. What does everyone think of the new comeback, though?

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Jaehyun smiled in satisfaction as he looked at the decorations he set up around the room. 'Perfect timing' he thought as he heard the dorm door beep open. Jaehyun rushed to the members, crowding them in the entryway. "Let me see the cake," he asked with hardly contained excitement.

"Hyung.." Woonhak trailed off, an awkward grimace on his face.

"There was a mishap with the original cake," Sungho spoke up, pausing as he passed the cake container (that apparently didn't hold his cake) over to Jaehyun's hands. "But we bought a different one that Y/N should still enjoy." Jaehyun blinked blankly before clearing his throat. He trusted the older male so it'd be okay as long as everything else went to plan.

"Okay, what about the flowers?" he turned to face Leehan and Taesan.

"Ja-Jang!~"

"Perfect, but where's the second bouquet?"

"What?"

Jaehyun lowered his head, taking a deep breath to hold back his tears. "Riwoo-hyung, please tell me, that picking up the necklace went better?" He was nervous now; the necklace was supposed to be his cherry on top. Jaehyun planned on giving it to Y/N after his confession. The silence that followed increased his anxiety.

"The necklace wasn't in the store. Sorry, Jaehyun," Riwoo apologizes. Jaehyun's worst nightmare had come to fruition in front of his eyes.

"Everything's ruined. I can't confess anymore," he whispers to himself, but the rest of the boys hear it as well. They look around at each other, feeling guilty at the state of their leader.

"Hey, it'll be okay. You know Y/N; they wouldn't want a superficial moment. Don't let this stop you," Sungho says as he places a hand onto Jaehyun's shoulder.

"Yeah, Sungho-hyung is right. Let's continue setting up and it can still be a nice moment, hyung" Taesan adds. The other members all chirp in, agreeing to the sentiment.

"Hi, Hakkie," you greeted the younger male as you walked into their dorm.

"Happy Birthday, Y/N!" he greeted back with his signature smile. Your smile grew as Woonhak led you into the decorated living room.

"Aw~" you started, "you guys didn't have to do all this"

"It was all Jaehyun-hyung's idea" Leehan says before passing a costume crown to you. You turned to the said male, your heart fluttering at his effort.

"Thank you, Jae." you walked over to him, giving him a hug and peck on the cheek. Jaehyun blushed with a silly smile growing on his face. The other boys took the moment to quietly escape to the kitchen.

"It's no problem. You deserve it all," he says bashfully. Jaehyun gently takes your hand, leading you to sit down on the coach. "I have to tell you something," he tells you, looking at your clasped hands. You nod, rubbing your thumb over his hand.

"You can tell me anything," you reassure him while scooting closer. His other hand rubs at the back of his neck before he looks up at you.

Jaehyun's cheeks are flush at your words and actions.

"I like you. Whenever I'm around you, I become a love-sick fool. I can't think because you turn my head to mush & I can't breathe due to the butterflies you cause in my chest. I'm so enamored by everything you do. And I can't bare only having your friendship, I want more." Jaehyun stopped, searching your face for any sign of uncomfortably. While he knew his confession would change the relationship but he didn't want to force anything onto you. But to his surprise, there were tears streaming down your face. "Why are you crying? What's wrong, Y/N?" Jaehyun asked, closing the distance between the two of you. He brought you into a hug, your head resting on his shoulder. His hand moving to pat your head in a comforting manner. Instead of responding, you shook your head while crying harder. "Are you okay?" he asked in concern. When Jaehyun thought of confessing, he didn't imagine there would be tears involved.

"I'm okay," your voice came out brittle as you responded. Pulling away from Jaehyun's shoulder, you tearily looked into his eyes. With the male's shirt in a vice grip, you nasally confessed back.

"Then why the tears?" Jaehyun said lightly chuckling as he did, his hand caressing your hair.

"I'm just really happy," you replied, still sniffling and tears rolling down your cheeks. Jaehyun smiled, moving to wipe them away while cupping your face. He leaned in close, space non-existent between the two of you, lightly pecking your lips with your approval. The both of you jumped as the other members re-entered with cheers and cake.

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ambivartence · 8 months ago

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BOYNEXTDOOR

‘OUR’ ✧ 240418 M COUNTDOWN

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slytherinshua · 8 months ago

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TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN

genre. fluff. fake texts. warnings. none. pairing. jaehyun x fem!reader. wc. n/a. request. requested by 💌 anon a/n. i love him sm why is he so :(( i need a boyfriend i'm so chronically single what is this 😭😭😭

sungho ver | riwoo ver | leehan ver

↳ boynextdoor taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @rizzshimura,, @captivq,, @icyminghao,, @eternalgyu,, @metalchick529,,

@schmocolateschmchip,, @kpoprhia,, @candewlsy,, @weird-bookworm,, @blossominghunnie,,

@kangtaehyunzzz,, @snowflakemoon3,, @lovialy,, @lecheugo,, @okshu,,

@wccycc,, @seunghancore,, @ujisworld

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usahanamnesia · 18 days ago

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gifts ᯓᡣ𐭩

sypnosis: you celebrate jaehyun's birthday by having drinks with friends and at the end of the day you're finally left alone with him to give him his final birthday present. content: drunk birthday sex, fem bodied reader, sub!jaehyun x dom!reader, also masochist!jaehyun x sadist!reader if we're being real here, usage of 'mommy' as a nickname for reader, puppy / baby boy pet names for jaehyun, edging, oral / handjob, riding, dacryphilia, slight overstimulation, no condom usage, semi-clothed sex word count: 3.8k a/n: I'm a little late so happy belated birthday 🎂 to jaehyun! 🥹 I hope he had a good one!!

it was the 4th of december, your precious boyfriend's birthday. you waited all day to finally get some alone time with him, after work you and the boys threw a little mini-party for him in your apartment.

and so, now you were here with jaehyun alone since the others already left, leaving the mess up to you to clean up later. although sungho would have probably been more than happy to help clean up, you wanted alone time with the birthday boy. jaehyun was laying in your bed as you greeted the very last person goodbye. you and the others don't get to drink much, so in the few times you do get to, you tend to over-do it a bit. although you could handle alcohol heaps better than your boyfriend.

you stood beside the bed, hovering over jaehyun as he scrolled on his phone. "so birthday boy, are you going to help me clean this mess up?" you asked, completely joking with your hands on your hips.

"but i'm too tired. i woke up so early for schedules and then I came straight here and it took forever to leave and I just wanted to be with you but I was also having fun so I wasn't going to tell everyone to leave," his drunken state left him rambling and pouty, "plus I want to just stay here and cuddle with you." he reached out his arms for you as an invitation to join him in bed, which you happily accepted. you crawled into bed and cuddled up against his chest.

the world felt a little dizzying to him right now and although he wasn't recognizing how much he would repeat the fact that he just wanted to lay down and be with you, that's truly how he felt and all he could think about. once you were in his arms he started getting all handsy, running his hand down your back and leading them to your ass and the other up your back. he was always so touchy but even moreso when drunk. he couldn't help it, he always claimed. you never minded though, as long as it was jaehyun you'd be fine with him touching you however he'd like.

"you can't possibly be tired though..," you looked up at him and started combing through his hair with your fingers. you hoped he'd be able to fight his exhaustion for what you had planned.

"whyyy not?" his drunken self consisted of drawn our words and a pouty voice. you truly could never get over how cute he was at any given moment.

"because I still need to give you your present," you spoke softly. he tilted his head at this statement, which made you giggle a little. he truly couldn't help being so puppy-like.

"then what was that present you gave me earlier?" as he spoke, his hands found their way under your shirt, playing with the hem of your bra. you swore he would unclasp it at any moment, he always wanted you braless. he was always so eager to touch your bare skin even if he couldn't go farther than that.

"that was just part one. you can cuddle with me afterwards."

"what's part two thennn?" he pouted, growing more impatient each second the longer he waited for an answer.

you start straddling his lap, leaning forward to sprinkle little pecks on his lips which started leading to proper kisses. he tasted like beer, which you usually hated but right now all you could think about was how much you had been wanting this. him working all the time and living with others gave you two such little time to have special moments like this.

"are you too tired for this part of your present?" you started unbuttoning your shirt, exposing yourself in only your bra with your skirt and your thigh high socks still on, "or am I not making it obvious enough at this point?" he smirked, his feelings were so much more easier to read when he was drunk, even when you thought that couldn't be possible. he was so eager.

truthfully, he had been hoping for this all day, moments with you alone were much more special to him when you guys were having sex but he never wanted you to feel pressured to. in reality you actually would love nothing more than to spend hours making him cum over and over again, as long as he's euphoric in the palm of your hands there's nothing else you'd rather do.

"noo.. I get it.. but I might be a little tired to do much," he teased although you could see the excitement grow within him, blushing and all. you knew he could never deny you, especially when he was so needy for you even when he wasn't drunk. he started letting his hands roam up your torso, fingers fiddling with the hem of your bra excited with the thought of what's underneath.

"that's fine then. I can take care of you, puppy." he seems a little shy and taken aback by the nickname, you felt him growing slightly hard at the statement.

as soon as you lean back into him to kiss, he indulges himself right away as much as he can. a kiss turns into full-out making out. it doesn't get much to rile up jaehyun, and he was already as hard as he could get.

he unhooks your bra and starts groping your breasts as he's kissing you. jaehyun really could never stop touching and letting his hands roam around your body. he adores your body so badly that it makes you shy. if it were up to him right now he'd be in-between your thighs right now, giving your thighs hickies and licking your cunt like it'd be the last thing he'd ever taste. but it was his birthday and you wanted to make him feel on cloud nine right now. you were sure that after today he'd want to return the favor when your birthday rolls around anyway.

in-between all the breathless kissing and small moans already leaving his mouth you grind down on his hard cock although his pants make the friction a little less satisfying. he still moans nonetheless, clearly wanting and needing you more and more.

"should we get these off of you, baby boy?" you breathe out as you tug on his pants. you drag your hand lower, teasing him slightly. all he can do is whine and nod. your heart swells, he's so adorable when he's like this. so needy and desperate that he finds it hard to speak, letting you do whatever you want with him. and yet, you still feel like torturing him.

"use your words," you continue to graze your hand over his bulge which caused him to jerk his hips up slightly.

"yes, m-mommy," you could see his eyes tear up a little, frustrated at the demand.

"yes what?"

"yes... please, mommy," he couldn't help but grind up a little against your hand. he loved the way your hand felt on his cock, even through layers of clothing.

you help him take off his pants and even his shirt, leaving him in his boxers. he was so fit and pretty, you felt so lucky that you have such a sweet and good-looking boyfriend. his puppy dog eyes looking up at you expectedly, his very pouty and oh so kissable lips, his skin that looked so smooth and ready for your touch, his stomach that was slightly toned and his cock that was already hard for you. every little bit of him made you want him more and more.

you start kissing his neck, even sucking a little here and there, intending to leave marks. usually he'd protest, always getting shy at the thought of people seeing hickies but he's already enjoying himself so much that he doesn't even think much of it right now. lick — suck. you pay special attention to his exposed collarbones, aiming to make him as sensitive as possible. lick — suck. you wanted everyone to know how good he spent his birthday. lick — suck.

you started to place small little kisses down his chest. his quickened breathing was so calming. he was completely at your mercy and you loved every bit of it.

when you get down to his nipples, you circle your tongue around them before sucking them off with a pop. his breath would hitch and his body would jerk slightly. they were one of his more extra sensitive spots. you continued trailing small kisses down his stomach after teasing his nipples for a bit longer.

when you reached down to his underwear, you lick his hard cock through his boxers. pre-cum leaked through them and jaehyun moaned a little, he was left already feeling so sensitive. he swore he could cum any second already but he wanted this to never end, so he was holding out as much as he could.

"I love how you're already so hard for me, my puppy," you lean in to kiss the tip. "always so good and ready for me." his breath shakes and he whines, feeling a mixture of impatience and pleasure.

you take off his boxers, exposing his dick and the cold air makes his breath hitch. you inch your lips to the tip of his cock.

"w-wait-" he says before your lips could make contact, "I want to cum in you."

"you'll get that if you can hold on long enough, do you think you can do that for me baby boy?" you wrap your hand around his cock, slowly stroking his shaft. his legs twitch, his brain getting mixed signals from being touched while also being told to hold back.

"I'll try-y" he says with an airy voice, clearly already struggling to keep it together.

you started by licking the base of his cock first. it felt so familiar in your mouth. the moans he had been holding in before started to spill out, pieces of "fuck" mixed in-between them. he reached out to hold onto your hair as you went down on him, fingers clumsily trying to clump together your hair together to grip onto properly. you swatted his hand away and pulled back. the sight of mix of saliva and pre-cum momentarily hanging off your lips before you wiped it off turned jaehyun on a little more if that was even possible at this point.

"not today, myungjae," you said before swallowing his cock again little by little, leaving no room for protest as you continued. jaehyun, a little confused, obliged nonetheless. if there was anything he knew how to do, it was to listen to you. he opted for holding onto the bedsheets, the pleasure being too good for him he felt like he was losing his mind.

"i-i'm gonna cu-um," jaehyun stuttered out, which made you pop off. all he could do was whine in protest, feeling frustrated from being suddenly pulled away from release.

you wrapped your hand around his dick and started stroking. jaehyun swore he was going to die from the way he knew you were going to do this to him and he knew better than to protest. he looked down at you, stroking his cock with your pretty hands and he has no idea how he had lasted this long. he's gotten off to pictures of regular photos of you, clothes and pure-looking, so not being able to cum at the sight of you stroking him while topless definitely has him frustrated more than ever at the moment.

every little stroke he became greedier, even resorting to lifting his hips and fucking himself into your hand. you resorted to sitting on his thighs in order to keep them down, which led to jaehyun's moans leading into whiney territory once more. he still wanted to cum in you, but right now all his horny brain could think of currently was the release he was chasing so badly the moment you two were left alone.

he grabbed your thighs and pulled you a little closer, making you yelp a little since his move was so unexpected. his hands gripped on them, he always needed something to hold onto when he was holding back. even if you weren't planning on getting your skirt dirty with his cum before, they definitely were now. it was definitely on purpose on his end though, jaehyun loved the sight of his cum on you, clothed or not.

it was a little masochistic on his end, the way he kept getting turned on by the smallest things but he couldn't help how any little thing could get him riled up once his dick starts getting slightly hard.

you had him right where you wanted him. the more control you had over him, the better. although him being underneath you moaning with that heavenly voice of his was more than enough to get you wet and wanting you knew this would pay off when he would finally cum. all you ever wanted to do was to make your boyfriend feel good, nothing could make you as happy as jaehyun did when he was melting in your hands.

you quickened your strokes little by little. sometimes he felt so good that he would shut his eyes and throw his head back, out of shyness or by being overwhelmed by pleasure you weren't sure but either way he looked absolutely adorable in this position.

as his release seemed close once again, he felt like he was smart enough to not say anything this time but you were smarter than that. you slowed your pace until you stopped, leaving jaehyun extremely frustrated. you knew his body better than he did at this point. you knew his breaking points and how much he could handle. you were definitely not ready not letting him have it yet. you started stroking him a few moments later, very painfully slow and carefully enough to make sure he doesn't orgasm yet.

"mommy, please," jaehyun whined. he was tearing up at this point. truthfully he thought you'd be more merciful on him than usual on his birthday of all days.

"please what, puppy?" you ask, still concentrating at the task at hand. you quickened your pace a little, wanting his next sentence to come out as pathetically as possible since you had an inkling of a feeling as to what he would say next.

"ple-ease... ngh... lemme... hngh... cu-um," jaehyun managed to string out words in-between his mixture of tears and moans. it was a sight you think you would never be able to get over in your lifetime. your pretty birthday boy, being held down, writhing and asking to cum. it was such a prideful moment for you and you couldn't get enough of it.

"beg for it, myungjae," you whispered as you slowed your strokes once again. jaehyun whined once more, which made you grin a little but it definitely just made him a little more frustrated. tears formed in his eyes as he looked at you once again. you cooed and caressed his cheek with your other hand.

"please please please," jaehyun whined in-between his moans. his eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw was slacked. "please let me cum, mommy."

it was a sentence that made you want to squeeze your legs together. you stopped stroking him leading to small cries coming out of him, you shh'ed him softly.

"you wanted to cum in me didn't you, puppy?" you asked and he quickly nodded, being unable to do more than moan and whine at the moment. he was so exhausted from the day then being played with for what felt like an eternity. you wish you had him all to yourself everyday, all the time just so you could hear his pretty cries all day. "then you'll do just that."

you wiped his tears and shifted yourself to be in a comfortable position. you moved your wet panties to the side, opting to keep them on as you were too impatient to get the rest of your clothes off at this point, especially your cum-stained skirt. you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock, moans coming out from you this time as well. it made your eyes roll back a little. you had been so focused on him the whole time, that you forgot how heavenly having his dick inside you would feel.

meanwhile, jaehyun was feeling so fucked out at this point he could barely keep it together. he had let out a stuttered "fu-uh-uck" as you had lowered yourself onto him. you moved up and down his cock, reveling in the way jaehyun's a sobbing mess by now. he held onto your waist, attempting to guide you but he's way too fucked out at this point to properly do anything but basically whimper and move his hips at this point.

you couldn't help the way your moans deepened, his dick felt so good and his grip was so strong it hurt. you're sure it'll leave bruises but you don't mind. he's so pathetic and pretty in this state, for a moment you were convinced you'd reach your high before him somehow with the way he was turning you on.

it didn't take him very long before he finally came undone. his moans had been so loud you were convinced you'd get a noise complaint. towards the end his moans were mixed in with a bunch of "fuck"s, "oh my God"s and you swore you heard an "I love you" thrown in there which was very adorable to you. he was always the type to get emotional and affectionate during release, it was one of your favorite things about him orgasming other than seeing a pretty boy cry. his face was so mesmerizing as he came, he looked so euphoric and at peace at least. he was hot and sweaty and he had tried his best to keep eye contact although it was hard for him to when the orgasm felt so good.

you continued bouncing on his dick as he filled you up with his cum, which in turn made your walls clench continously and helped drain him out more. it felt so good and dirty.

even after he was all emptied out, you continued to rock your hips back and forth. his cock was sensitive inside you and so he kept moaning softly, his body was slightly twitching from too much pleasure. you leaned in to kiss him, trying to reassure him through your moans that it'll be over soon.

"you did so good, pu-uppy," you moaned out.

he nodded and whimpered, "thank you, m-mommy."

you continued to chase your high and jaehyun attempted to help, but his drunken post-orgasm self struggled to do much for a while. he reached for your clit, trying to stimulate it but you ended up holding his hand in place and grinding against it.

somehow within the processes of trying to orgasm, jaehyun started to harden inside you again which definitely helped. having his dick inside you, hitting your g-spot while also having him touch your clit did wonders especially when you thought about the fact that his cum was still inside you.

when you finally orgasmed, your legs started shaking and your walls started clenching again in the process. it made jaehyun who was both sensitive and hard again moan very loudly once again. you leaned forwards, exhausted and satisfied. he wrapped his arms around you and thrust upwards into you a bit, overwhelming you a bit but managed to stop. you rolled over to your side to cuddle with his dick still in you, not wanting any of his cum to spill out of you.

"I want more," jaehyun pouted.

"mmh... do you think you can do this last part on your own, puppy?" you spoke softly, you wanted to satisfy him all on your own but you knew he wouldn't give you time to recover. even when jaehyun is tired and drunk you knew he'd muster up just enough energy to fuck himself into you so he could feel some satisfaction all over again.

"yes mommy," he quickly responded, not giving you much time to even think before he started chasing his own high once again. he shifted his body so that he was slightly on top of you and started rutting against you. he was sloppy and non-rhythmic, his drunken self moving up against you not caring for anything but his own pleasure. he lifted your thighs up and spread them slightly, wanting to go as deep as he could.

although you were the one who was always in control, he admittingly had more strength than you. you couldn't escape this situation even if you wanted to, a thought that excited you a little. him hitting your already sensitive spot hurt a little, which you throughly enjoyed as he kept thrusting in and out of you. he sloppily kissed you, all that could be heard in the room was the noise of skin slapping and his moans as he clashed his tongue against yours. again, you felt so good and dirty. you felt so used at the moment, doing nothing but taking in his cock and moaning softly as he kissed you.

as soon as he pulled back you knew he was going to orgasm once again, he filled you up with his cum once again. you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and he let you, satisfied and tired out. his body gave out against yours. you let out small moans as you he thrust the last bits of his cum inside you. despite him still being inside you, you could feel his seed seep out of you. again, dirty, and there would be nothing you could or wanted to do about the sticky mess until morning (or even later if we're being honest).

for a few minutes, you laid there silently stroking the back of his head. you were convinced he had fallen asleep for a second, with his drunken breath against your neck. he had been so loud throughout the whole thing you forgot what silence felt like. that was until he hummed and softly kissed your neck.

"did you enjoy your last present, puppy?" you asked softly. he looked up at you nodded. you smiled a little, it's incredible how someone can seem do adorable before, during and after sex. he shifted himself off of you, you guys laid side by side with his cock still in you once again. he tried to get it out but you insisted on it staying in.

"you better give me it again next year," he slurred his words, his voice was deeper and raspier than usual. he was fighting sleep and it was noticeable.

"of course baby boy," you pecked his lips, "and every year after as well. now go to sleep."

"I love you."

"I love you too, myungjae. happy birthday."

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