#bottom sunoo

[wonysugar]

sleepy | kim sunoo

synopsis : your cute boyfriend wakes up a sunday morning, still drowsy and not having fully processed that you left the city for a few days. he misses you a lot already and is right off the bat feeling all needy and sad now that you’re not next to him.<3

pairing : nonidol!sunoo x gf!femreader

genre : soft, cozy smut, fluffy domestic smut, oneshot

tags : heavily implied y/n, implied dom!femreader, pillow humping, while thinking about you<3, horny and needy sunoo, very heavily implied dom/sub relationship, sub!sunoo, some nipple play towards the end but it’s like two lines, hmm long distance, he misses you :(

warning : nothing :) this is one of my more cozy and soft works so have a blast!

word count : 912(?)

a/n : this has been in my drafts for so longg,,, just now decided to actually finish writing it so sawryy (still working on the hot rough lesbian phone sex with aeri + stripper whore sunoo guys stay tuned!!)

sleepy.

sleepiness was what sunoo felt right now, sleepiness was a feeling that he’d feel with you, as you two both woke up. usually, he’d open his eyes up to you, facing him as you’re deep in sleep, your mouth probably slightly open since you snore a lot in your sleep. despite how funny it may look to you, he’d find it a peaceful, and pretty visage, a painting that he would admire every inch and centimeter of. he was so infatuated with you, and he couldn’t get enough of showcasing that infatuation.

he couldn’t do any of that that day, though, as you weren’t next to him that morning. you organized a trip with your friends a few months back, and your flight turned out to be yesterday, so you weren’t even in the country. god, he knew he would miss you, but already? on the first day? the first hour??

he looked at the empty space in front of him, and he swore he could feel an empty space in his heart too, at that moment, a space almost as big as the one in the bed.

oh how he so desperately wanted to feel your skin against his, your fingers running along those curves of his that he knew you absolutely adored, your lips that he found so sweet, even with morning breath, kissing him everywhere on his face. his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, gradually going lower, down to the rest of his body. you getting on top as he’s squirming under you, letting out small giggles as you gently fall on him, cuddling him and teasing him about his hard-on, gently palming it as he whines.

before he knew it, reminiscing about your guys’ morning routine and everything that came with it made him get an actual boner. man, he really was missing you, a lot.

it didn’t take long before he sighed, grabbing one of the pillows next to him, bummed out and upset at the void he felt that was growing as each second passed by.

it’s not like he could even call you, it was about 8 'o'clock in the morning, he knew for a fact that you were still sound asleep. he’d have to take matters into his own hands and take care of himself for today, and probably for the next 2 days or so.

he hadn’t even realized that he started slowly grinding on the pillow he was holding between his legs before he felt the friction on his precum filled tip, his throbbing boner poking through the black boxers he wore to sleep yesterday. he was thinking about you, and how you’d take his cock in your mouth so well right now, telling him to stop covering his mouth so much because you “want to hear how good he’s feeling”, massaging his curvy thighs and ass as you take him whole.

he thought about how you sometimes call him your “pretty boy” as you’re fucking him slowly and gently in the ass, his back arched so well for you, because he know how much you like it when he does that. how he’d beg for you to go faster, and how he’d call you mommy at the end of every sentence he drowsily spoke, moaning out shamelessly as he feels you thrusting inside his walls. man, if the dildo you liked using on him wasn’t in another room, he would’ve grabbed it already.

he would have to settle, though. he quickly flipped the pillow he was humping and twisted it into a way that would make a hole, then took off his stained boxers, throwing them somewhere on the ground, he’d worry about it later. he immediately penetrated into it, his pretty dick twitching at the sensation of the fabric of the pillow, the softness of it reminding him of your own hands, imagining you jerking him off in front of the mirror as he sits on your lap, whilst you tell him to look at how slutty he was being for you.

it was embarrassing to him how quick you made him closer to climax, even while not being physically there with him, you drove him crazy, just the thought of you made him throb. he was whining, stopping himself from covering his mouth because he’s aware that you’d like hearing the noises that are coming out of him. feeling closer to cumming, he started thrusting faster, hearing your pretty voice in his imagination, telling him to be a good boy and to cum for you. he quickly pulled up his baggy black t-shirt and slid a hand under it, massaging his nipples and twisting them gently like you would, his moans getting louder as the minutes go by, his thrusts getting quicker and shorter.

that was the last thing he could do before he felt like finishing. soon enough, white and thick ropes spurt out of his dick as he accidentally moaned out your name one last time, he was cumming all over the white pillow with only, and exclusively, his girlfriend in mind. still thrusting into the hole, for good measure, he decides to

after minutes of heavy breathing and coming back to reality after orgasming, he actually felt a tad bit better about your absence. maybe it was just the post-nut clarity hitting, but it could also just be the realization that you’re gonna wake up soon, so he was gonna be able to talk to you. plus, he just made a whole mess like all over the pillow thinking about you, of course he would be satisfied.

so satisfied that he was planning on telling you all about it on the phone later.

[crazy-form]

[230528] bills — sunoo

[lagrya]

Imagine CatBoy Sunoo

Isso aqui tem temática de hibrido e os caralho. Por favor, não problematizem. Apenas aproveitem.

Morar em Seul tem sido um desafio e tanto para S/N. Embora a cidade seja vibrante e cheia de possibilidades, a distância de casa começa a pesar. Sem o apoio da família e dos amigos, ele se sente cada vez mais solitário, e a rotina intensa não ajuda. Dividido entre o trabalho e a faculdade, ele mal encontra tempo para si mesmo.

Os dias parecem longos e repetitivos, e, mesmo em meio a tantas pessoas, ele sente uma profunda solidão. S/N tenta ocupar a mente, se dedicando aos estudos e às responsabilidades profissionais, mas há momentos em que gostaria de uma conexão mais profunda, alguém com quem pudesse compartilhar suas inquietações e saudades de casa. A vida em Seul o empurra para se tornar mais independente, mas também o leva a refletir sobre o que realmente o faz feliz e completo.

Uma tarde, enquanto eles estavam na biblioteca, Jake observou S/N em silêncio, notando a expressão cansada e o olhar distante do amigo.

— Você parece esgotado — comentou Jake, puxando uma cadeira ao lado de S/N.

— Eu só… — S/N suspirou, tentando encontrar as palavras. — Tudo parece mais pesado do que eu imaginava. Achei que morar aqui seria incrível, mas a verdade é que… me sinto sozinho.

Jake cruzou os braços, pensativo, e então sorriu de leve, como se uma ideia acabasse de surgir em sua mente.

— Que tal adotar um híbrido?

— Um híbrido? Tipo… um híbrido animal?

S/N levantou os olhos, surpreso. Ele já havia notado híbridos pelas ruas de Seul, acompanhando seus donos. Eram seres fascinantes, com uma mistura intrigante de características humanas e animais. Alguns tinham orelhas felpudas, caudas que balançavam a cada passo, ou até garras discretas, e existiam em uma grande variedade de tipos. Ele lembrava de ter ouvido sobre os debates polêmicos em torno deles. Nos últimos tempos, os híbridos vinham buscando direitos iguais aos dos seres humanos, mas isso era algo novo e ainda pouco aceito pela sociedade.

Para muitos, eles eram considerados apenas animais de estimação, leais e obedientes, mas, para outros, eram mais do que isso. Alguns humanos pareciam genuinamente apegados aos seus híbridos, tratando-os como parte da família, enquanto outros os viam apenas como companhia conveniente. S/N se perguntava como seria conviver com um ser assim, que apesar de lembrar tanto um animal, tinha consciência e emoções complexas.

— Exatamente! — Jake assentiu, animado. — São mais independentes do que animais de estimação comuns, sabem cuidar de si mesmos e, ao mesmo tempo, são ótimos companheiros. Quer dizer, eles também têm seus instintos animais, mas são mais fáceis de lidar do que você pensa.

S/N riu, achando a sugestão um pouco estranha, mas ao mesmo tempo intrigante.

— Não sei… Parece uma grande responsabilidade. O dono responde por tudo que o híbrido fizer.

— Claro, tem uma responsabilidade, mas acho que você está precisando de alguém para te fazer companhia — insistiu Jake. — Olha, eles são leais e afetuosos, e com o tempo você vai perceber que eles podem ser quase como um amigo. Além disso, eu conheço um lugar que cuida muito bem dos híbridos antes de colocá-los para adoção. Posso te levar lá qualquer dia.

S/N suspirou, considerando a ideia.

— Não é uma má ideia… Talvez eu realmente deva tentar. Sabe, poderia ser bom ter alguém comigo em casa, mesmo que seja um híbrido.

Jake sorriu, satisfeito em ver o interesse no rosto de S/N.

— Então está combinado! No sábado, vou te buscar e a gente vai lá. Você vai ver, é uma experiência incrível.

S/N sorriu de volta, sentindo um pouco de expectativa pela primeira vez em semanas.

— Obrigado, Jake. Acho que estou começando a gostar dessa ideia.

Na manhã de sábado, Jake chegou na porta do apartamento de S/N com um sorriso animado.

— Preparado? — perguntou, com uma empolgação quase contagiante.

S/N assentiu, tentando acalmar o frio no estômago. Logo, entraram no carro e seguiram pelas ruas movimentadas de Seul. Não demorou muito até que chegassem ao local: uma grande instituição elegante, com um jardim bem cuidado e uma fachada de arquitetura moderna, nada parecida com os abrigos de animais comuns.

— Uau… — S/N murmurou, impressionado com o ambiente. — Não esperava algo assim.

Jake deu uma risadinha.

— Pois é, eles realmente cuidam bem dos híbridos aqui. Esse lugar foi feito para que eles se sintam confortáveis, seguros e preparados para encontrar um lar.

Ao entrarem, foram recebidos por uma atendente com um sorriso gentil.

— Bom dia! Como posso ajudá-los?

Jake foi rápido em explicar.

— Meu amigo aqui está pensando em adotar um híbrido. Alguém que possa fazer companhia para ele, sabe?

A atendente assentiu, mantendo o sorriso caloroso.

— Claro! Temos vários híbridos jovens que estão ansiosos para encontrar um lar. — Ela fez um sinal para que eles a seguissem. — Vou levá-los até a sala de convivência, onde eles ficam nos momentos livres. Vocês podem observá-los e conversar com alguns deles.

S/N seguiu a atendente pelos corredores, observando as fotos de híbridos adotados nas paredes, com famílias sorridentes ao lado deles. Sentiu uma pontada de nervosismo, mas também um pouco de curiosidade sobre quem encontraria ali.

Ao chegarem à sala de convivência, viram vários híbridos. Alguns brincavam entre si, outros estavam ocupados com livros ou distraídos com seus próprios pensamentos. Cada um era diferente: alguns tinham características de gatos, com orelhas e caudas felinas, outros lembravam cães, coelhos, e até aves.

— Fique à vontade para interagir — disse a atendente. — E se algum deles te interessar, posso te dar mais informações sobre ele.

S/N respirou fundo, observando os híbridos ao seu redor. Ele se aproximou de um grupo que parecia mais quieto, e logo notou um jovem híbrido com características felinas, sentado no canto. S/N se aproximou e, com um sorriso hesitante, falou:

— Oi… tudo bem?

O híbrido, no entanto, nem levantou o olhar. Simplesmente ignorou S/N, segurando firme seu urso de pelúcia, um brinquedo marrom com olhos grandes e uma pequena gravata vermelha. O jovem híbrido voltou a brincar com o ursinho, apertando-o contra o peito e afundando o rosto em sua barriga de pelúcia, como se estivesse deliberadamente evitando qualquer interação.

Jake, que observava a cena de longe, deu uma risadinha e se aproximou de S/N.

— Parece que ele não está muito interessado, hein? — disse Jake, com um sorriso divertido.

S/N suspirou, um pouco desapontado, mas tentou mais uma vez.

— Eu… bem, eu sou S/N — apresentou-se, na esperança de que o híbrido ao menos reagisse ao ouvir seu nome.

Mas o híbrido apenas lançou um breve olhar em sua direção, uma expressão indiferente e quase desdenhosa em seus olhos, antes de voltar sua atenção ao ursinho, alisando cuidadosamente a gravata vermelha, como se aquilo fosse a coisa mais importante do mundo naquele momento.

Jake deu uma leve batidinha no ombro de S/N.

— Talvez ele só precise de um tempo. Quem sabe, se você tiver paciência, ele acabe se acostumando com você. Híbridos têm personalidades únicas; alguns são mais desconfiados no começo.

S/N deu um leve sorriso, achando a situação engraçada, apesar da frustração inicial.

— Talvez você esteja certo… — murmurou ele, olhando de volta para o híbrido. — Acho que vou tentar conversar com ele mais um pouco.

Com cuidado, ele se sentou ao lado, mantendo uma distância respeitosa para não assustá-lo, e apenas observou em silêncio, dando ao híbrido o tempo que ele parecia precisar.

Enquanto S/N se acomodava ao lado do híbrido, a atendente se aproximou com um sorriso compreensivo.

— Esse é o Sunoo — explicou ela, num tom baixo, como se soubesse que ele não gostava de muita atenção. — Ele tem 21 anos e é um híbrido de gato. É um pouco desconfiado no começo, mas é um bom garoto.

S/N olhou para Sunoo, que continuava distraído com o ursinho de pelúcia, ainda sem dar muita atenção à conversa. A atendente continuou:

— Ele adora coisas macias e pelúcias. Esse ursinho é o favorito dele, e ele sempre o carrega. Ah, e ele também gosta de lugares tranquilos, então costuma se afastar quando tem muita gente por perto. É um pouco independente, mas precisa de carinho e atenção, mesmo que demore para demonstrar isso.

S/N assentiu, absorvendo as informações. Observando Sunoo, percebeu que, apesar da expressão um pouco distante e da postura independente, havia algo doce nele. O carinho com que segurava o ursinho, o jeito cuidadoso de arrumar a gravatinha… era como se Sunoo tivesse uma camada de proteção que precisava ser respeitada.

A atendente sorriu novamente.

— Se você decidir adotá-lo, tenha em mente que ele vai demorar um pouco para se abrir. Ele gosta de ganhar a confiança aos poucos, mas quando cria um vínculo, é extremamente leal.

S/N olhou para Sunoo mais uma vez, imaginando como seria conviver com aquele híbrido tão único e cheio de personalidade. Ele se sentiu desafiado e, ao mesmo tempo, mais curioso do que nunca.

— Acho que posso lidar com isso — disse, olhando para a atendente e então para Jake, que observava tudo com um sorriso encorajador.

A atendente assentiu, satisfeita.

— Fico feliz em ouvir isso.

Decidido a tentar uma abordagem diferente, S/N se aproximou um pouco mais de Sunoo e, com cuidado, estendeu a mão em direção às orelhas felinas, fazendo um carinho leve. O toque foi delicado, e S/N se preparou para o caso de Sunoo afastá-lo.

Para sua surpresa, Sunoo ficou imóvel por um segundo, e então, de repente, seus instintos afloraram. Ele virou-se rapidamente, pulando sobre S/N e o encarando com olhos brilhantes. Sunoo aproximou o rosto do pescoço de S/N e começou a farejá-lo de perto, com um olhar intrigado e curioso.

— Ei! — S/N exclamou, surpreso com a reação inesperada.

A atendente e Jake soltaram risadas discretas enquanto observavam a cena, divertidos. Logo, a atendente explicou, com um sorriso malicioso.

— Ah, entendi o porquê desse interesse repentino. Esse perfume que você está usando tem o cheiro de jasmim, e essa é a flor favorita do Sunoo. Ele adora o aroma e sempre fica animado quando sente algo assim.

S/N olhou para Sunoo, que parecia ainda mais encantado, cheirando-o com interesse renovado.

— É sério? Que coincidência! — murmurou S/N, sorrindo enquanto deixava Sunoo farejá-lo sem problemas.

Sunoo parou por um momento, ainda com o rosto próximo ao de S/N, e, pela primeira vez, seus olhos brilhavam com um traço de curiosidade e até mesmo afeto. Ele se afastou um pouco, ainda segurando seu ursinho de pelúcia, mas agora parecia mais aberto, quase como se estivesse disposto a dar uma chance ao estranho humano que cheirava tão bem.

— Acho que agora ele gostou de você — disse Jake, tentando conter uma risadinha. — Ou pelo menos do seu perfume.

Sunoo finalmente o encarou e, com um ar um pouco menos defensivo, resmungou baixinho:

— O cheiro é bom. Não é todo dia que alguém cheira a jasmim…

S/N sorriu para Sunoo, aproveitando a oportunidade para tentar uma conexão.

— Eu também adoro jasmim, Sunoo. E, olha… — ele abaixou um pouco o tom, quase como se estivesse contando um segredo — tenho muitas pelúcias de quando era criança em casa. Acho que você adoraria vê-las.

Os olhos de Sunoo brilharam um pouco, embora ele tentasse disfarçar. Ele apertou seu ursinho contra o peito e lançou um olhar desconfiado para S/N, como se quisesse parecer desinteressado. Mas não resistiu a perguntar, com um toque de curiosidade na voz:

— Muitas pelúcias? Que tipos?

S/N segurou um sorriso, percebendo que tinha fisgado o interesse de Sunoo.

— De todos os tipos. Tenho um urso grande, que era o meu favorito, mas também coelhos, cachorros, até um dinossauro. — Ele deu uma risadinha. — São praticamente uma coleção.

Sunoo o observou por mais um momento, ainda tentando manter a pose de desinteresse, mas seus olhos mostravam que ele estava claramente tentado.

— Hm… talvez eu pudesse ver. Só para garantir que são boas pelúcias — respondeu ele, tentando disfarçar o entusiasmo.

A atendente sorriu ao ver o avanço entre os dois e olhou para S/N, satisfeita.

— Parece que você conquistou o coração dele com jasmim e pelúcias.

Jake olhou para S/N com um sorrisinho provocador e lançou a pergunta:

— Você não quer ver outras opções? — sugeriu, enquanto olhava de relance para os outros híbridos ao redor.

S/N hesitou, ainda ao lado de Sunoo. A verdade era que ele já havia gostado de Sunoo, mas não achava ruim a ideia de conhecer mais opções, afinal, adotar um híbrido era uma decisão importante. Ele começou a se levantar lentamente, tentando não parecer desinteressado, mas antes que pudesse dar um passo, sentiu algo firme e macio segurando sua perna.

Olhou para baixo e viu Sunoo agarrado à sua perna, segurando-o com determinação. Os olhos de Sunoo brilhavam com um toque de possessividade, e ele, sem hesitar, declarou:

— Não! Eu quero esse humano, ele é meu.

S/N sentiu o rosto corar levemente, surpreendido pela reação inesperada do híbrido. Sunoo o encarava com uma expressão que misturava teimosia e um certo carinho, apertando a perna dele como se temesse que ele fosse embora.

Jake riu baixinho, achando a cena adorável.

— Parece que a escolha já foi feita — disse ele, cruzando os braços e olhando para S/N com um sorriso divertido.

S/N se abaixou um pouco, colocando a mão suavemente sobre a cabeça de Sunoo.

— Você realmente me escolheu, hein? — perguntou S/N, com um sorriso gentil.

Sunoo assentiu, ainda agarrado a ele.

— Claro. Não vou deixar você escolher outro, então pode desistir disso.

S/N riu baixinho e olhou para Jake e a atendente, finalmente tomando sua decisão.

— Acho que encontrei meu companheiro.

A atendente sorriu ao ver que S/N e Sunoo já estavam tão confortáveis um com o outro, uma conexão evidente. Ela pegou os papéis e começou a preencher a ficha de adoção enquanto explicava de maneira prática e objetiva:

— Perfeito, vou começar a preencher a ficha de adoção. Depois discutimos a taxa de pagamento.

S/N concordou, observando enquanto a atendente registrava as informações, e logo a papelada estava completa. Ele então pagou a taxa, que parecia justa considerando o que Sunoo já demonstrava ser — um híbrido incrível, e, ao que parecia, muito especial.

Quando a transação foi concluída, a atendente olhou para S/N com um sorriso mais sério, alertando-o:

— Agora, antes que você leve o Sunoo para casa, há algo que preciso te dizer… Tome cuidado durante os períodos de acasalamento. — Ela fez uma pausa, observando S/N e Sunoo com atenção. — Durante essas fases, o comportamento dele pode mudar drasticamente. Ele… se torna outra pessoa. Mais difícil de lidar e bem mais possessivo.

S/N franziu o cenho, pensativo.

— O que você quer dizer com "outra pessoa"? — perguntou ele, preocupado. Não estava certo do que esperar, mas queria entender.

A atendente suspirou, como se estivesse habituada a explicar isso a novos donos de híbridos.

— Sunoo, como muitos híbridos de gato, se torna extremamente territorial e pode ficar agressivo com qualquer outra pessoa que considere uma ameaça. E mais importante, ele vai querer ser o centro de sua atenção, o que pode causar algumas dificuldades, especialmente se você tiver outros animais ou pessoas em casa.

Sunoo, que estava quieto ao lado de S/N, levantou o olhar para a atendente, seus olhos meio desafiadores.

— Eu não sou agressivo, só cuido do que é meu — murmurou Sunoo, quase como uma defesa.

S/N olhou para ele, surpreso pela sinceridade, mas também sentindo um pouco de carinho por Sunoo naquele momento.

— Não se preocupe, Sunoo. Eu vou te dar toda a atenção que você precisar. — Ele sorriu, tentando aliviar qualquer tensão. — Vou cuidar bem de você.

A atendente deu um sorriso cauteloso, como se soubesse que essa fase de adaptação poderia ser um pouco turbulenta.

— Eu espero que sim, mas é importante que você esteja ciente. Isso pode ser um desafio, especialmente durante os períodos de acasalamento.

S/N assentiu, agora com mais cuidado, mas ainda determinado.

— Entendido. Vamos dar o nosso melhor, não é, Sunoo?

Sunoo apenas respondeu com um olhar satisfeito, como se já estivesse confortável com sua escolha.

A viagem de volta para o apartamento de S/N foi tranquila, com Sunoo comportando-se de maneira relativamente calma. Ele parecia intrigado com o movimento das ruas de Seul, seus olhos felinos brilhando com curiosidade à medida que observava os carros, as pessoas e os prédios altos. Mesmo estando no banco de trás do carro, ele não conseguia deixar de se encantar com o que via.

S/N, que estava dirigindo, olhava de vez em quando para o espelho retrovisor, notando como Sunoo parecia fascinado com o mundo ao redor. Ele se sentiu bem com isso, como se tivesse feito a escolha certa.

— Nunca imaginou como seria viver em um lugar tão movimentado assim? — perguntou Jake, sorrindo ao perceber a expressão maravilhada de Sunoo.

Sunoo, ainda observando as ruas com os olhos atentos e curiosos, deu de ombros, mas seu sorriso tímido dizia tudo.

— Não realmente… mas é bonito aqui. Tem muita coisa acontecendo.

S/N sorriu para si mesmo, se sentindo cada vez mais confortável com a companhia do híbrido.

— Eu vou te mostrar tudo o que você precisa saber sobre nossa casa e sobre como as coisas funcionam por aqui. Vai ser bom para nós dois.

Sunoo apenas assentiu, mas seus olhos ainda estavam fixos nas janelas, observando com fascínio as ruas, as vitrines, os prédios, e a vida agitada de Seul. Ele parecia absorver cada detalhe, como se estivesse finalmente encontrando algo novo e empolgante para explorar.

Depois de deixar Jake em sua própria casa e chegaram ao apartamento, S/N estacionou o carro e desceu, indo até a porta da frente. Sunoo, agora mais calmo, seguiu-o até a entrada, ainda mantendo um certo distanciamento, mas com uma leveza em seus passos, como se já estivesse se acostumando com o ambiente ao redor.

— Bem-vindo ao seu novo lar, Sunoo. — S/N sorriu enquanto abria a porta, fazendo um gesto para que ele entrasse.

Sunoo olhou para ele brevemente e então, como se finalmente se permitisse sentir um pouco de pertencimento, entrou no apartamento com um pequeno passo de confiança. Ele olhou ao redor, seus olhos brilhando com a novidade do ambiente.

— É… bem aconchegante — murmurou ele, com um leve sorriso nos lábios.

S/N fechou a porta atrás de si e sorriu, aliviado por tudo ter corrido bem até agora. Ele se abaixou para pegar algumas das pelúcias que tinha guardado e se aproximou de Sunoo com elas.

— Eu trouxe algo para você ver — disse, com um tom divertido, estendendo uma das pelúcias mais fofas.

Sunoo, sem muita expectativa, olhou para o brinquedo e, em um movimento quase automático, estendeu a mão para pegá-lo, seu olhar suavizando ao tocar o tecido macio. Ele não disse nada, mas S/N percebeu como seus olhos brilharam. Era um bom começo.

— Você vai gostar de morar aqui, tenho certeza — disse S/N com um sorriso tranquilo, enquanto observava Sunoo explorar o lugar com mais atenção.

Os dias de S/N começaram a seguir uma rotina tranquila, embora com um toque de novidade a cada momento. Ele acordava cedo, se preparava para o trabalho e saía para a cafeteria onde passava a maior parte do dia. No entanto, sempre com o pensamento em seu novo companheiro em casa, esperando para vê-lo novamente mais tarde.

Quando ele retornava ao apartamento, Sunoo sempre o recebia com uma energia única. Às vezes, o híbrido estava na janela, observando a rua, e outras vezes, ele se aninhava no sofá, com seu urso de pelúcia preferido. O vínculo entre eles parecia crescer a cada dia, mesmo com as pequenas mudanças no comportamento de Sunoo, que às vezes se mostrava mais carente ou, por outro lado, mais independente. No fundo, S/N sabia que estava tomando um cuidado extra com o híbrido, garantindo que ele se sentisse em casa.

À noite, após o trabalho e a faculdade, S/N sempre preparava um jantar simples, e então, se acomodava no sofá com Sunoo ao seu lado, compartilhando uma sessão de filmes. Era um ritual confortável. Sunoo se aninhava ao seu lado, com a cabeça descansando em seu colo ou, às vezes, deitado nos pés de S/N, enquanto ele assistia com a atenção dividida entre a tela e o híbrido. A presença de Sunoo sempre trazia uma sensação de tranquilidade, como se o mundo lá fora, com suas preocupações e pressões, ficasse um pouco mais distante.

Nos momentos de descanso, S/N se permitia relaxar, deixando Sunoo se aconchegar com ele, a companhia reconfortante sendo o único pedido do dia. O híbrido, apesar de ser um pouco imprevisível em certos momentos, parecia entender a necessidade de S/N por um pouco de paz e calma, e muitas vezes se comportava de forma protetora e atenciosa, deitando-se ao seu lado quando o cansaço começava a tomar conta.

As sessões de filmes se tornavam momentos cada vez mais especiais, com S/N às vezes rindo das piadas bobas do filme e, outras vezes, se perdendo no silêncio, apenas apreciando a presença de Sunoo ao seu lado. Quando o filme terminava, S/N se deitava na cama, e Sunoo, com um pequeno pulo, se aconchegava ao seu lado. Eles passavam a noite em paz, com o som suave da respiração de Sunoo e o calor reconfortante de sua presença ao lado de S/N.

Cada dia parecia seguir dessa maneira confortável, como se um equilíbrio fosse encontrado entre o trabalho, a faculdade, e as pequenas alegrias de uma vida compartilhada com seu híbrido, agora mais do que um simples "animal de estimação", mas uma companhia especial que trazia serenidade ao seu cotidiano.

S/N estava no meio de sua rotina habitual, sentado no sofá e brincando com Sunoo, quando algo chamou sua atenção. O híbrido, normalmente com um cheiro doce e leve, parecia ter um aroma mais forte e menos agradável do que o habitual. Era um cheiro que não podia ser ignorado, um leve odor de suor misturado com algo mais. S/N franziu o cenho, notando a mudança enquanto acariciava as orelhas de Sunoo, que estava aninhado ao seu lado.

— Sunoo… — S/N perguntou, com uma expressão ligeiramente preocupada. — Você está… bem? Tem algo estranho no seu cheiro.

Sunoo, que estava distraído com um brinquedo, olhou para S/N, com seus olhos felinos agora atentos, e deu um pequeno resmungo. Ele parecia um pouco desconfortável com a pergunta, mas não desviou o olhar.

— Eu… não sei — disse ele, virando o rosto para o lado e evitando o olhar de S/N. — Acho que não me senti bem ultimamente.

S/N observou o comportamento de Sunoo e, após alguns segundos de reflexão, se inclinou mais para ele.

— Você está com cheiro forte, Sunoo… Acho que você precisa de um banho.

Sunoo, então, ficou em silêncio por um momento, os olhos de gato fixos em S/N, como se estivesse ponderando a sugestão. Ele não parecia totalmente à vontade com a ideia.

— Eu nunca tomei banho sozinho… — Sunoo murmurou, finalmente revelando algo que S/N não sabia. — Eu sempre precisei de alguém para me ajudar.

S/N ficou surpreso com essa revelação, seu olhar suavizando imediatamente. Ele podia perceber a vulnerabilidade na resposta de Sunoo. Não era apenas um problema de higiene, mas uma questão de confiança e dependência.

— Não se preocupe, eu posso te ajudar — S/N disse, sorrindo suavemente, tentando tranquilizar o híbrido. — Eu vou ser cuidadoso, você vai ver. É só um banho. Vai ficar tudo bem.

Sunoo ainda parecia hesitante, mas algo em seu olhar mostrou que ele confiava em S/N, mesmo que não soubesse como se comportar em uma situação como aquela.

— Eu… vou tentar confiar em você, então — Sunoo respondeu com um pequeno suspiro, sua voz ainda um pouco insegura.

S/N assentiu e se levantou do sofá, indo até o banheiro e preparando a banheira com água morna, colocando um pouco de shampoo suave para híbridos na água. Ele fez tudo com calma, procurando tornar o ambiente o mais confortável possível para Sunoo.

Sunoo entrou na banheira com cautela, seus movimentos um pouco desajeitados, e logo um arrepio percorreu seu corpo quando o calor da água o envolveu. Era estranho. A sensação do líquido quente contra seu pelo, especialmente em sua cauda, causava uma leve dor, como se o calor fosse mais intenso do que ele esperava. Seus olhos se estreitaram, a desconfiança se fazendo presente enquanto ele olhava para S/N, que estava agora ao seu lado, se preparando para ajudá-lo.

— Isso… dói um pouco — Sunoo murmurou, a voz baixa, enquanto tentava se ajustar à temperatura da água. A sensação de vulnerabilidade o fez se encolher um pouco, seus olhos ainda desconfiados.

S/N, percebendo o desconforto de Sunoo, se inclinou mais perto dele, sua expressão suavizando com empatia. Ele colocou a mão na água, ajustando a temperatura para que ficasse mais amena, tentando encontrar o equilíbrio ideal para o híbrido.

— Desculpe, Sunoo. Eu vou diminuir um pouco a temperatura, ok? — S/N disse com calma, olhando atentamente para ele. Ele tocou suavemente na cauda de Sunoo, tentando tranquilizar o híbrido. — Vai ficar mais confortável, prometo.

Sunoo olhou para o humano, suas orelhas se movendo levemente, e observou sua expressão gentil. Ele não estava acostumado a esse tipo de cuidado, mas a suavidade com que S/N estava agindo começou a acalmá-lo. Algo no gesto, na forma como S/N estava tratando dele, fez com que ele relaxasse um pouco. Talvez fosse o fato de que ninguém nunca lhe dera tanto cuidado, nem mesmo as cuidadoras da instituição, que sempre tinham pressa devido ao grande número de híbridos sob sua responsabilidade.

— Eu não sabia que seria assim — Sunoo disse, um pouco surpreso com o toque suave de S/N ao começar a esfregar gentilmente seu corpo. Ele ainda sentia um certo desconforto com a água quente, mas o toque de S/N era diferente. Era lento, cuidadoso, e isso o fazia sentir-se mais calmo a cada movimento.

O híbrido fechou os olhos por um momento, a sensação de estar sendo tocado de forma tão cuidadosa e tranquila o fazendo se perder em pensamentos. Não era algo novo, mas o toque de S/N tinha algo especial. Algo que ele não experimentava há muito tempo. Na instituição, os banhos eram rápidos, impessoais, feitos para que todos os híbridos pudessem ser cuidados o mais rápido possível. Não havia espaço para carinho, para um toque que não fosse apenas funcional.

Agora, com S/N ao seu lado, ele começou a entender a diferença. A sensação estranha de estar sendo tocado, massageado com cuidado, começou a se transformar em algo mais agradável, quase confortável. Seu corpo ainda estava tenso, mas a confiança que estava começando a depositar em S/N fez com que ele se permitisse relaxar um pouco mais.

— Isso é… mais gentil do que eu imaginei — Sunoo disse, a voz um pouco mais suave, enquanto se acomodava na água, permitindo que S/N continuasse o banho. Ele não sabia bem como expressar, mas a experiência parecia ser uma espécie de alívio para ele, como se um peso que carregava há muito tempo estivesse sendo retirado, pouco a pouco.

S/N sorriu, sentindo o híbrido começar a relaxar sob seus cuidados. Ele continuou a esfregar delicadamente o pelo de Sunoo, tomando seu tempo e respeitando os limites do híbrido, enquanto a água morna ajudava a aliviar a tensão de seu corpo.

— Eu só quero que você se sinta confortável, Sunoo — disse S/N suavemente, a voz calma e reconfortante. — Você não precisa se preocupar, eu vou cuidar de você.

Depois de tudo devidamente limpo S/N se levantou lentamente da banheira, planejando dar a Sunoo um tempo para aproveitar a água sozinho, mas antes que pudesse dar um passo, algo inesperado aconteceu. Sunoo, que até então parecia relaxado na água, de repente puxou S/N com força. O movimento foi tão abrupto que S/N perdeu o equilíbrio e caiu para dentro da banheira, caindo diretamente no colo de Sunoo, a água espirrando ao redor enquanto suas roupas se encharcavam instantaneamente.

Sunoo, visivelmente surpreso com a reação do humano, parecia um pouco confuso, mas a proximidade repentina deixou ambos sem reação por um instante. Seus rostos estavam tão próximos agora, quase a ponto de seus lábios se tocarem. O ar entre eles parecia carregado de uma tensão sutil, mas inegável, enquanto os dois ficavam paralisados pela situação.

S/N podia sentir o calor da água em sua pele, agora misturado com o calor de Sunoo que o envolvia. O híbrido, que estava segurando S/N em seus braços, olhou para ele com olhos ligeiramente arregalados, ainda não entendendo completamente o que havia feito.

— Eu… — Sunoo começou a dizer, sua voz mais baixa, como se fosse difícil falar enquanto observava o rosto de S/N tão próximo ao seu. — Desculpe… Eu não queria te assustar.

S/N, com o coração acelerado e a respiração um pouco mais difícil, apenas olhou para o híbrido.. Eles estavam tão próximos que podia até sentir a leve pressão no peito de Sunoo enquanto ele segurava seu corpo, quase como se o híbrido não soubesse o que fazer com a situação.

— Sunoo… — S/N murmurou, sua voz baixa, ainda atordoado pela proximidade repentina. Ele não sabia se deveria se afastar ou se deveria permanecer ali, imerso no calor da água e na sensação de que algo estava mudando entre eles.

Sunoo, vendo que S/N parecia tenso, hesitou por um momento. Seu rosto ficou ligeiramente ruborizado, e seus olhos desviaram para os lábios de S/N, como se estivesse tentando entender o que estava acontecendo.

Finalmente, com um suspiro leve, Sunoo falou, sua voz agora mais suave e ansiosa.

— Eu… não… Eu não queria que você fosse…

S/N sentiu o coração bater mais forte no peito, a sensação de estar nas mãos de Sunoo, tão vulnerável e ao mesmo tempo reconfortante, tomou conta dele. Ele não soubera como reagir, mas ao ouvir as palavras de Sunoo, uma sensação estranha e calorosa se espalhou por seu corpo.

— Eu estou aqui com você — S/N respondeu, sua voz hesitante, mas sincera. Ele não sabia onde aquilo iria levar, mas o que estava acontecendo entre eles agora era algo novo, algo que ele nunca tinha experimentado.

O silêncio se seguiu por um momento, onde os dois simplesmente se olharam, imersos na água e no peso daquilo que estava começando a florescer entre eles, sem palavras ou explicações para o que estava acontecendo.

S/N sentiu um suspiro de alívio quando finalmente recebeu a confirmação de que estava sendo liberado das obrigações do trabalho por algumas semanas. As férias eram um presente bem-vindo, principalmente após os últimos meses de intensa correria entre faculdade e trabalho. Agora, ele teria tempo de sobra para se dedicar a Sunoo, algo que ele não sabia o quanto desejava até aquele momento.

Ele sorriu para si mesmo enquanto pegava a bolsa para se preparar para sair, ansioso para voltar para casa e passar o resto da tarde com o híbrido. Já fazia algum tempo que não tinham um momento mais tranquilo juntos, sem as pressões de seu trabalho ou os compromissos da faculdade.

Ao chegar em casa, foi recebido com um sorriso de Sunoo, que estava brincando com um dos seus brinquedos favoritos. Sunoo parecia mais relaxado desde que chegaram juntos ao apartamento, e S/N se sentiu mais conectado com ele a cada dia que passava. Era uma sensação nova, reconfortante, mas também um pouco assustadora — ele não estava acostumado a se preocupar tanto com alguém, a querer estar ao lado de alguém o tempo todo.

— Ei, Sunoo, adivinha? — S/N disse, com um brilho nos olhos enquanto se aproximava do híbrido. — Estou de férias! Agora temos o dia inteiro para passar juntos. O que você acha?

Sunoo, que estava com a atenção focada em seu brinquedo, olhou para S/N com os olhos brilhando de curiosidade. Ele não compreendia muito bem o conceito de férias, mas a ideia de passar mais tempo com S/N o animava.

— Férias? — Sunoo perguntou, inclinando a cabeça para o lado, claramente intrigado com o termo. — Isso significa que você vai ficar em casa o tempo todo?

S/N riu da reação de Sunoo e assentiu.

— Isso mesmo. Podemos fazer o que quiser, ir aonde quiser, passar o tempo juntos sem pressa. Eu quero aproveitar esses dias ao máximo com você.

Sunoo sorriu timidamente, um sorriso que fazia seu coração bater mais rápido. Ele se aproximou de S/N, colocando as mãos nas laterais do corpo dele, como se tentando absorver o significado daquelas palavras.

— Eu… gosto disso. Eu gostaria de passar o tempo com você. Vai ser bom. — Sunoo murmurou, e o jeito como ele olhava para S/N fez com que o humano sentisse uma onda de carinho por ele.

S/N se inclinou, colocando uma das mãos na cabeça de Sunoo, acariciando suas orelhas com suavidade. O toque fez com que o híbrido fechasse os olhos, relaxando instantaneamente sob os carinhos.

— Eu também gosto de passar o tempo com você — disse S/N com sinceridade. — Vai ser ótimo, Sunoo. Vamos fazer muitas coisas juntos.

O ambiente entre eles parecia mais leve e tranquilo agora, a promessa de dias mais calmos e juntos criando uma sensação de felicidade compartilhada. E S/N sabia que, com esse tempo livre, poderia se dedicar a Sunoo de uma forma mais completa, dando-lhe o carinho e a atenção que o híbrido realmente merecia.

Os primeiros dias foram, sem dúvida, os mais especiais e animados que ele tinha vivido em muito tempo. Sunoo, com sua energia encantadora e seus hábitos tão peculiares, trouxe uma nova cor à vida de S/N, que se via, a cada instante, mais conectado ao híbrido.

No shopping, Sunoo parou em frente a uma loja de acessórios para animais e, com olhos brilhantes, puxou S/N até uma vitrine de coleiras. Entre todas, ele escolheu uma coleira azul bebê com um pequeno sino dourado e olhou para S/N com uma expressão irresistível.

— Por favor? Ela é tão bonitinha! — Sunoo pediu, fazendo um bico.

S/N não resistiu. Sabia que Sunoo estava feliz com coisas simples, mas aquela coleira parecia significar algo para ele. Com um sorriso, S/N finalmente assentiu, e os olhos de Sunoo brilharam enquanto ele corria para o espelho, admirando a nova coleira.

Na tarde seguinte, foram ao aquário, um lugar que S/N achou que Sunoo iria adorar. Mas ele não esperava que o híbrido fosse querer interagir tão… diretamente com os peixes.

— S/N! Olha esse peixe… ele parece tão delicioso! — Sunoo exclamou com entusiasmo, quase encostando o rosto no vidro.

S/N riu, tentando explicar.

— Sunoo, a gente não pode comer os peixes aqui. Eles são para ver e admirar, sabe? — disse, tentando acalmá-lo.

Sunoo franziu o cenho, um pouco chateado, mas logo voltou a se animar quando viram as águas-vivas iluminadas.

No parque de diversões, a empolgação de Sunoo foi ainda mais contagiante. Ele se encantou especialmente com a roda-gigante. Quando eles estavam no ponto mais alto, Sunoo olhou pela janela, fascinado pelas luzes da cidade abaixo, e virou-se para S/N, com os olhos brilhando de felicidade e admiração. O coração de S/N quase parou ao ver aquele olhar, tão puro e genuíno, voltado para ele. Era como se, naquele instante, o mundo inteiro fosse apenas os dois.

E então, no cinema, S/N teve certeza. Ao se acomodarem para o filme, Sunoo deitou a cabeça em seu ombro, adormecendo sem perceber. S/N, sentindo a respiração tranquila de Sunoo e seu calor ali ao lado, se pegou sorrindo. Ele não conseguia mais negar: estava completamente apaixonado pelo seu híbrido.

S/N passou aquela noite acordado, imerso na tela do laptop, pesquisando tudo o que podia sobre relacionamentos entre humanos e híbridos. Não havia uma lei específica que proibisse esse tipo de relação, mas as opiniões da sociedade eram complicadas. Muitos viam os híbridos como companheiros ou animais de estimação com um toque de humanidade, mas poucos aceitavam que pudessem ser parceiros românticos ou até mesmo ter uma relação tão íntima com um humano.

A cada artigo lido, S/N sentia uma mistura de alívio e receio. Ele não queria que Sunoo fosse tratado como algo inferior por estar com ele, mas sabia que essa escolha viria com julgamentos e olhares curiosos. Por um momento, pensou em desistir da ideia, tentando se convencer de que talvez fosse melhor manter a relação amigável, mas quando o pensamento de Sunoo surgiu em sua mente — com seu sorriso doce, seu olhar curioso e o jeito adorável que ele o tratava —, sentiu o coração apertar. "Eu não posso esconder o que sinto," pensou S/N, passando as mãos pelo rosto.

Ele se prometeu que, independentemente da opinião dos outros, faria o melhor para Sunoo.

S/N descobriu que Sunoo estava em período de acasalamento da pior forma possível. O híbrido, geralmente tão tranquilo e carinhoso, estava demonstrando um comportamento mais intenso. Ele ficava mais grudado em S/N, procurando sua companhia constantemente, quase como se não quisesse se afastar dele nem por um segundo. Às vezes, S/N encontrava Sunoo olhando-o de longe, com os olhos fixos e vigilantes, e embora ele não soubesse exatamente o que estava acontecendo, havia uma sensação de inquietação no ar.

Foi quando Jake apareceu para visitar que a situação se tornou mais clara.

S/N estava no sofá, conversando com Jake sobre um projeto de faculdade, quando notou que Sunoo, que estava sentado ao lado dele, estava mais agitado do que o normal. O híbrido não parava de se mexer, tocando S/N com mais frequência e, ocasionalmente, empurrando-se para mais perto dele. Jake não parecia perceber, mas S/N já começava a entender o motivo.

Enquanto Jake falava, Sunoo levantou-se repentinamente e começou a caminhar em círculos ao redor de S/N, um comportamento um tanto inquietante. S/N olhou para ele, tentando entender o que estava acontecendo.

— Sunoo, você está bem? — perguntou S/N, tentando chamar sua atenção.

Sunoo, com as orelhas baixas e uma expressão que S/N não conseguia ler, olhou para ele antes de virar a cabeça para Jake. Seus olhos estavam fixos no amigo de S/N, um olhar que parecia cheio de uma tensão inusitada. Jake não percebeu, ainda estava distraído com a conversa, mas a atmosfera na sala tinha mudado. Sunoo então se aproximou de S/N novamente, colocando uma mão firme sobre a dele, como se não quisesse que Jake chegasse mais perto.

— Sunoo… — S/N começou, confuso com a reação do híbrido, mas antes que pudesse continuar, Sunoo deu um passo à frente, colocando-se entre S/N e Jake.

— Pare de falar com S/N. Ele é meu. — Sunoo disse com uma voz baixa, quase inaudível, mas que fez S/N estremecer. O tom de possessividade era claro, e o olhar em seus olhos intensificava essa sensação. Ele estava de guarda, como se fosse proteger S/N de algo que só ele parecia perceber.

S/N sentiu um aperto no peito. Não sabia se deveria rir da situação ou ficar preocupado. O híbrido estava se tornando cada vez mais protetor, como se estivesse tentando afastar Jake sem entender completamente o motivo.

Jake, ainda sem perceber o que estava acontecendo, olhou para S/N com um sorriso curioso.

— Ei, o que foi com o Sunoo? Ele parece… diferente.

S/N, com um suspiro, olhou para o híbrido, que estava agora quase "encurralando" S/N contra o sofá, claramente não disposto a permitir que Jake se aproximasse mais. Era como se ele estivesse tentando afirmar sua posse, uma possessividade que S/N não sabia como lidar.

— Eu acho… que é o período de acasalamento dele — disse S/N, uma realização subindo lentamente em sua mente. Ele havia lido sobre os comportamentos dos híbridos em seus períodos de acasalamento, mas nunca pensou que o comportamento de Sunoo fosse se manifestar de forma tão clara. O híbrido estava sendo mais agressivo em proteger seu espaço e o humano que ele via como "seu".

Jake, ao perceber o que estava acontecendo, olhou para S/N com um sorriso malicioso.

— Ah, então é isso? Ele está… protegendo você de mim? — Jake disse com um tom divertido, mas também um pouco surpreso. — Parece que ele não quer dividir sua atenção com ninguém.

S/N, com uma expressão um tanto embaraçada, olhou para Sunoo. O híbrido ainda estava em posição de defesa, mas agora seus olhos estavam um pouco mais suaves, como se estivesse apenas esperando uma confirmação de que S/N ainda o queria ali.

— Sunoo, tudo bem — S/N disse, tocando suavemente a cabeça do híbrido, tentando acalmá-lo. — Jake não está aqui para… te desafiar. Ele só quer conversar, ok?

Sunoo observava Jake com os olhos fixos. O híbrido não conseguia mais disfarçar o desconforto que sentia com a presença de Jake. Ele se movia inquieto, e sua cauda balançava de maneira nervosa, como se estivesse constantemente em alerta, pronto para reagir a qualquer movimento que Jake fizesse.

S/N, sentindo a tensão crescente, tentou mais uma vez acalmar Sunoo, colocando a mão em seu ombro.

— Sunoo, por favor, calma. Jake não quer fazer nada de ruim. Ele só veio conversar, só isso.

Mas Sunoo não parecia ouvir. Em vez disso, ele deu um passo à frente, com um movimento rápido, quase instintivo. O olhar de Sunoo estava fixo em Jake, e suas orelhas estavam abaixadas, como se ele estivesse pronto para defender o humano a qualquer custo.

Jake, agora percebendo a seriedade da situação, levantou uma sobrancelha, mas ainda tentava manter a conversa leve.

— Eu acho que ele não quer minha companhia por agora, S/N — Jake disse, com um sorriso travesso. — Vou dar um tempo, não se preocupe.

S/N ficou em silêncio, olhando para o híbrido, ainda tentando entender o que estava acontecendo. Sunoo estava claro agora: ele queria S/N só para ele. Não importava se Jake era um bom amigo ou não — no período de acasalamento, a possessividade de Sunoo parecia ser a única coisa que importava.

Sunoo se aproximou de S/N, colocando suas mãos nas laterais do corpo dele, com a postura decidida de quem não estava disposto a dividir sua atenção com ninguém. Ele olhou para Jake, que ainda estava no sofá, e seu olhar era feroz.

— Não… — Sunoo disse baixinho, mas de forma firme, sem desviar o olhar de Jake. — Ele é meu. Você vai embora.

A voz de Sunoo estava carregada de uma possessividade que não deixava espaço para discussão. Ele não queria dividir S/N com mais ninguém, nem por mais um segundo.

Jake, percebendo a seriedade da situação, olhou para S/N com um sorriso forçado, sem saber o que fazer. Ele se levantou devagar, levantando as mãos em sinal de rendição.

— Ok, ok, vou sair. Não precisa ficar nervoso — Jake disse, tentando suavizar o clima tenso. — A gente se fala depois, S/N. Você tem que cuidar do seu… amigo aqui.

S/N, ainda surpreso com a intensidade da reação de Sunoo, olhou para ele com um sorriso nervoso.

— Desculpa, Jake. Acho que o Sunoo… não está muito confortável com a sua presença agora — S/N disse, sentindo um pouco de culpa.

Jake deu um aceno com a cabeça e se virou para sair, sem causar mais problemas. Antes de sair pela porta, ele olhou para S/N mais uma vez.

— Cuidado com esse ciúme todo, S/N. — Jake sorriu de forma brincalhona, antes de sair finalmente, deixando os dois sozinhos.

Quando a porta se fechou, Sunoo relaxou um pouco, mas ainda não estava completamente tranquilo. Ele se virou para S/N, seus olhos suavizando enquanto dava um passo mais perto.

— Você é meu, S/N — Sunoo disse novamente, mais suavemente agora, mas com a mesma determinação. — Não quero que mais ninguém se aproxime de você.

S/N suspirou e, ainda um pouco atordoado com a reação de Sunoo, se abaixou para acariciar suas orelhas, tentando acalmá-lo.

— Eu sei, Sunoo. Você não precisa se preocupar. Eu estou aqui com você. — S/N disse, sorrindo levemente, tentando tranquilizar o híbrido.

A mente de Sunoo estava turva, tomada por uma neblina densa que o fazia agir sem pensar. Os instintos que ele havia controlado por tanto tempo, agora estavam fora de seu alcance, arrastando-o em direção a um desejo ardente e implacável de ter S/N somente para ele. Não importava o que S/N dissesse ou quisesse, naquele momento Sunoo sentia que nada mais importava, a necessidade de reivindicar o humano como seu era absoluta e urgente.

Ele observava S/N com olhos fixos, quase famintos, como se não o visse como o ser humano que era, mas como uma posse, algo que ele precisava para se sentir completo. Sua respiração estava irregular, o calor do período de acasalamento tomando conta dele, tornando-o mais possessivo a cada segundo.

Quando S/N tentou mais uma vez dar um passo para trás, tentando acalmar a situação e dar algum espaço, Sunoo não conseguiu mais se conter. Ele avançou com uma rapidez surpreendente, agarrando S/N pela cintura com uma força que o deixou sem fôlego. A temperatura do corpo de Sunoo estava quente, quase febril, e a pressão nos braços de S/N não dava sinais de que ele queria soltá-lo.

— Sunoo, por favor… — S/N tentou falar, sua voz trêmula, o pânico começando a se instalar em seu peito. Ele sabia que o híbrido estava perdido em seus próprios instintos, mas não sabia como lidar com isso sem que a situação se tornasse ainda mais perigosa.

Mas Sunoo, com os olhos ardendo de desejo, ignorou as palavras de S/N. Ele não queria ouvir. O que importava, naquele momento, era ter S/N ao seu lado, tê-lo em seus braços, sentindo o cheiro de sua pele, sentindo sua presença. Ele queria provar, queria deixar claro que S/N era dele, e ninguém mais poderia tocá-lo.

— Eu não vou deixar você ir — Sunoo murmurou, com a voz rouca, como se estivesse falando mais para si mesmo do que para S/N. — Não… não vou deixar.

Com uma força inesperada, ele puxou S/N para mais perto, quase esmagando-o contra seu corpo. O híbrido, em um momento de pura possessividade, começou a esfregar seu rosto no pescoço de S/N, como se estivesse marcando seu território.

S/N, sentindo-se cada vez mais preso e desesperado, tentou empurrar Sunoo para afastá-lo, mas não teve sucesso. Sunoo parecia mais forte, mais obstinado do que nunca. O sentimento de não ter controle sobre a situação fez o coração de S/N disparar.

— Sunoo… por favor… eu não posso… — a voz de S/N estava mais baixa agora, quase implorando, mas Sunoo não o ouvia. Ele só queria seguir seus próprios desejos.

A tensão no ar era palpável, e S/N sentiu o pânico começando a crescer em seu peito, misturado com a sensação de estar completamente impotente diante de alguém tão determinado. Ele precisava que Sunoo o ouvisse, que entendesse, mas, no fundo, sabia que nada disso importava enquanto o híbrido estivesse preso aos seus instintos.

— Eu não quero te machucar, Sunoo, mas você está indo muito longe… — S/N sussurrou, tentando se acalmar o suficiente para achar uma solução, mesmo enquanto o abraço de Sunoo se apertava.

Mas Sunoo não parou. A possessividade estava tomada completamente por ele, e o desejo de manter S/N perto, de tê-lo só para si, sobrepujou qualquer outra coisa.

— Eu só quero você… — disse Sunoo, os olhos agora fechados, tentando se concentrar nas sensações de ter S/N tão perto, e, ao mesmo tempo, com um fundo de confusão e frustração em sua voz.

Era evidente para S/N que Sunoo estava perdido. Ele queria mais, muito mais do que apenas um toque. Ele queria marcar seu território, e, naquele momento, ele não conseguiria ver além disso.

S/N, tentando ainda assim manter a calma, sabia que ele precisava agir rápido, antes que a situação fosse além do que ele podia controlar. Ele precisava que Sunoo o ouvisse, que ele recuperasse o autocontrole.

Sunoo avançou, seu controle estalando como um fio desfiado enquanto o corpo de S/N no dele acendiam o inferno de desejo queimando dentro dele. Em um instante, ele tinha S/N presa contra a parede, seu corpo pressionado contra o deles, suas mãos agarrando seus quadris com força suficiente para machucar.

— Meu!!! — ele rosnou, seus lábios colidindo contra os de S/N em um beijo contundente. Ele reivindicou a boca dele, sua língua mergulhando fundo para provar e conquistar, para reivindicar cada centímetro deles. Suas mãos percorreram o corpo do humano, tateando e apertando, mapeando as curvas e planos que ele conhecia tão bem.

Ele rasgou as roupas de S/N, desesperado para sentir pele contra pele, para tê-la nua e vulneráveis sob ele. S/N gemeu no beijo, seus corpos arqueando-se contra o dele, suas próprias mãos puxando sua camisa, incitando-o a parar. Mas Sunoo não obedeceu, passou sua camisa sobre sua cabeça e jogando-a de lado, seu peito nu arfando com esforço e necessidade. Ele deixou beijos no pescoço de S/N, mordendo e sugando a pele sensível, deixando um rastro de marcas e hematomas em seu rastro. Suas mãos deslizaram para agarrar a bunda de S/N.

— Podemos fazer igual os vídeos que eu vi, S/N? Por favor?

S/N arregalou os olhos, surpreso com a pergunta de Sunoo.

— V-vídeos? Que tipo de vídeos você andou assistindo, Sunoo? — perguntou S/N, meio rindo, tentando manter o tom leve.

Sunoo inclinou a cabeça, olhando para ele com a mesma expressão ingênua de sempre, mas que agora vinha com um brilho travesso nos olhos.

— Aqueles vídeos que mostram como… como duas pessoas que se gostam ficam próximas — respondeu ele, puxando S/N pela mão para que se sentassem juntos na cama. — Achei que, se você também quisesse, poderíamos fazer isso juntos.

S/N respirou fundo, sentindo seu autocontrole vacilar diante dos olhos suplicantes de Sunoo e das palavras dele, cheias de inocência e desejo ao mesmo tempo. A mente de S/N dizia para ter cautela, mas seu coração acelerado e o calor do momento pareciam estar levando-o para outro caminho.

— Tudo bem, Sunoo… — sussurrou ele, entrelaçando os dedos com os do híbrido e permitindo-se relaxar. — Mas vamos com calma, ok?

Os dedos de Sunoo habilmente desfizeram a última peça de roupa de S/N, expondo seu corpo nu ao seu olhar faminto. A respiração do hibrido ficou presa ao ver o humano espalhado abaixo dele, suas peles coradas e brilhantes, seus olhos escuros de desejo. Ele abaixou a cabeça, pressionando beijos da boca aberta passando para a garganta, até a clavícula, mergulhando a língua na pele.

S/N estremeceu embaixo dele, suas mãos se enredando no cabelo de Sunoo, incitando-o a descer. E ele obedeceu, espalhando beijos pelo peito de S/N, circulando um mamilo com a língua antes de sugá-lo para dentro da boca. Ele esbanjou atenção no broto sensível, mordiscando e puxando até que o humano estava arqueando para fora da cama, gritando de prazer.

Suas mãos percorreram o corpo de S/N, apertando e acariciando, mapeando cada curva. Ele deslizou uma mão entre suas pernas, seus dedos roçando o buraco escorregadio, provocando e acariciando até que o garoto estava se contorcendo sob ele, desesperada por mais.

— Por favor, Sunoo… — S/N ofegou, sua voz tensa de necessidade. — Eu preciso de você dentro de mim. Preciso que você me preencha, que me faça seu.

O híbrido gemeu com as palavras de S/N, seu pau pulsando quase dolorosamente com a força de seu desejo. Ele se posicionou na entrada dele, a cabeça de seu pau cutucando contra o calor de seu corpo.

— Você quer isso, hum? — ele rosnou, sua voz áspera de luxúria. — Quer que eu te foda, te reivindique, te faça gritar meu nome?

Sunoo com certeza tinha aprendido aquilo em algum dos vídeos. S/N faria questão de ver o histórico de navegação depois.

— Sim. — Ele arfou, seus quadris se erguendo para encontrar os dele. — Sim, por favor, Sunnie

Com um rosnado baixo e possessivo, Sunoo avançou, enterrando-se até o punho no calor apertado e úmido de S/N. Ambos gritaram com a intrusão repentina, o estiramento e a queimadura das paredes de S/N ao redor de seu comprimento grosso.

Sunoo se manteve parado por um momento, permitindo que o garoto abaixo dele tivesse tempo para se ajustar à intrusão repentina. Ele podia sentir os músculos internos dele vibrando e apertando em volta do seu pau, puxando-o mais fundo, incitando-o a se mover.

— S-S-S/N. — Ele gemeu, sua voz tensa com o esforço de se segurar. — Você é tão bom, tão perfeito. Como se você tivesse sido feita só para mim.

Lentamente, ele começou a balançar os quadris, puxando para fora polegada por polegada pulsante antes de bater de volta, enterrando-se até o fundo. As costas de S/N arquearam-se para fora da cama, sua cabeça jogada para trás em êxtase enquanto Sunoo estabelecia um ritmo firme e profundo, seu pau arrastando ao longo de suas paredes sensíveis a cada estocada.

S/N ofegou, suas mãos arranhando as costas do hibrido.

Suas estocadas vão ficando mais rápidas, mais fortes, mais erráticas. O som obsceno de pele batendo contra pele encheu o quarto, misturando-se com seus gemidos e grunhidos de prazer.

Ele se inclinou para baixo, capturando a boca de S/N em um beijo ardente, sua língua mergulhando fundo, reivindicando cada centímetro. Suas mãos agarraram os quadris dele, seus dedos cravando na carne macia com força suficiente para deixar hematomas.

S/N gemeu sob ele, seus corpos tremendo à beira da liberação. Sunoo podia sentir seus músculos internos começando a apertar e vibrar, sinalizando seu orgasmo iminente.

— Estou perto, S/N, tão perto. Eu amo você. Goze no meu pau, S/N. Deixe-me sentir você…

Ambos ofegavam duramente, seus corpos tremendo após seus clímax intensos. Sunoo desabou em cima de S/N, seu peso pressionando-os no colchão, seu pau amolecido ainda enterrado dentro de seu calor molhado.

Foi assim que os dois adormeceram.

Ao acordar, S/N sentiu o calor suave do corpo adormecido de Sunoo ao seu lado, respirando tranquilamente voltando a ser seu gatinho fofo. Os lençóis emaranhados e os raios de sol entrando pela janela deixavam a cena envolta em uma paz reconfortante. Ele olhou para Sunoo, ainda absorvendo tudo o que tinham feito juntos naquela noite, sentindo um turbilhão de emoções.

Ao contrário do que poderia ter esperado, ele não sentia arrependimento algum. Pelo contrário, sentia que finalmente estava onde deveria estar, e que a conexão com Sunoo era especial de uma forma que ele ainda estava aprendendo a entender. Um sorriso pequeno, mas sincero, formou-se em seu rosto enquanto ele acariciava suavemente os cabelos de Sunoo, aceitando que, dali em diante, sua vida seria diferente. 

[waketoearth]

more dark blood posters..

[bandsanitizer]

something like the jock-nerd, prep-goth graph but it’s for “short” idols and I put hongjoong and mj in opposite corners at the top of the graph.

[scented-morker]

When you catch the bouquet at a wedding !

Inspired by pooks @luvyeni … this was so easy for me to write for some reason. 1.1k words, FLUFF, pet names and a couple smooches, fem!reader, mentions of an older sister in won’s part

Heeseung

He might be more excited about it than you were

Actually crazy because the other girls were shoving each other and jumping and it just happened to fall into your hands 😇

You look at the bundle of flowers in shock while all the guys at your table start nudging and elbowing your boyfriend

“You know what that means~”

When you come back over to the table you still look vaguely surprised, but you just set the bouquet down and go to take your seat like nothing happened

Meanwhile hee has spent the last five minutes planning your wedding

He pulls you into his lap before you can even sit in your own seat and whispers in your ear

“So we’re getting married huh?”

Now you’re both blushing messes 🤭

Jay

Bro has been ready to marry you since about the day you met

He’s the one that tells you to go with the other girls when they announce the bouquet toss in the first place

So when you actually catch it he just lights up

The proudest, most lovesick smile on his face

While the other girls fawn over you he turns to the guys at his table

“Guess who’s getting married!!”

The boys jump up and down with him and shout

“Do you even have a ring?”

They all shush sunghoon bc that doesn’t even matter 🙄

You’re flushed when you make your way back to him, fresh off of being mercilessly teased by your own friends

“So what size ring do you wear?”

“WHAT?”

Jake

He hypes you up before the toss, rubbing your shoulders like you’re a boxer about to go in the ring and not a bridesmaid trying to catch a bouquet

“Go get them baby!” He yells as you walk over, placing a light tap on your bottom while you roll your eyes and try to pretend you don’t know him

But he really really wants you to catch the flowers, so who are you to disappoint your man 🤨

Some girl almost knocks you down, but you catch those flowers !!

You can’t even bask in your success because Jake is running to the dance floor to pick you up and spin you around 🥹

“The wedding gods have spoken! You have to marry me!!”

You’re laughing like a maniac because he’s still spinning you and he’s so happy

“In what world would I ever say no?”

Hoon

He’s lost it

Like they called all the girls up to the floor for the toss and he was so confused when you winked at him before running up 😭

He asks Jake what you’re even doing before being told that whoever catches the bouquet is the person to get married next

His eyes get so wide as he watches the giant group of girls wrestle for the bundle of flowers

“They take this seriously huh?”

The boys let out actual cackles when the crowd disperses and you’re standing there with the flowers in your hand 😇

“Wait so that means-?”

He gets nothing but nudges and teases in response

“Hoon I caught it!!” You yell excitedly when you rejoin him at the table

His ears are pink, but he sends you the prettiest smile

He slides one of his rings off and slips it gently onto your hand

“Good job baby.”

Sunoo

“You have to catch that bouquet!!” He tells you excitedly. “It’s fate ok! Catch it!!”

You laugh as you join the other bridesmaids on the dance floor where the bride is

It’s silly, you know you’re gonna marry him anyway, but if he tells you to catch the bouquet then you’re gonna catch that bouquet 🙂‍↕️

Sorry to the girl you accidentally elbowed… this ain’t about her

The first thing you do when you catch it is turn to look at your boyfriend

While normally the guys look slightly embarrassed or shy, your boyfriend is jumping up and down and cheering

“That’s my girl!! Look she caught the bouquet!! We’re gonna get married!!”

You laugh at his reaction and run over to join him

“We’re gonna get married!” You join in with him

He takes the bouquet from you and kisses your lips

“Dang right we are.”

Jungwon

“You’re gonna go?” He asks when you stand up to participate in the bouquet toss

His ears are already red, and you let out a soft laugh

“Won there’s like fifty girls, I’m not gonna catch it. It’s just tradition!”

It’s your sisters wedding and she’d actually murder you if you didn’t participate, which Jungwon realizes is a valid point

“Ok, well have fun! Don’t get knocked out!”

You roll your eyes and stand on the outside of the crowd, not that interested in catching it

You swear your sister does it on purpose because explain how the bouquet is flying straight at you, completely away from every other girl on the dance floor 🤨

You barely have time to grasp it before she’s running over to you

“Oh it’s fate!! You’re next little sis!!”

You hug her with the flowers and turn to find your boyfriend, expecting him to be hiding his face or not paying attention

Instead he’s got the biggest smile on his face, deep dimples poking into his red cheeks while the other guys wolf whistle

He walks up to you and gives you a kiss

“I guess we can’t argue with fate.”

Riki

He’s laughing at you

“I hope that mean bridesmaid trips you when you try to catch it.”

“Shut up!” You smack his arm before walking away, sticking your tongue out when the mean bridesmaid he mentioned walks straight past you and to the front of the group

You didn’t care that much about catching the bouquet, you just wanted to annoy your boyfriend 😁

So when it actually lands right in your hands (knocked off its original course by the mean bridesmaid who hit it so hard it almost hit you in the face) you are SHOCKED

People immediately start cheering, and you don’t even have to look to know it’s coming from the table your boyfriend is still standing at

When you finally spare a glance to him, he’s gone entirely red and is being jostled by the rest of the guys at your table

You set the bouquet down nonchalantly on your table, pressing a kiss to his cheek before whispering “I wear a size 6 ring baby.” And then running to the bathroom to touch up your makeup

He will never recover (and is secretly making a Pinterest board of every size 6 ring he finds)

[flwrstqr]

✶ ENHYPEN WHEN THEY KISS YOUR POUTY LIPS

PREC𝓲S ✦ enha x f!reader warnings skinship, petnames && 1090wc 𓈃 ♡ fluff, head canons, one shot ─── ˖ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 ୨୧

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승)

heeseung chuckles as he catches you pouting, crossing his arms and leaning in close with a playful grin. "what's got my baby all pouty, hm?" he teases, his fingers brushing under your chin, guiding you to look up at him. you try to hold onto the pout, but it's hard when he's this close, his warm gaze softening as he scans your face. "c'mere," he murmurs, closing the distance and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. his hand rests on your waist, pulling you closer, and when he pulls back, he grins at the dazed look on your face. "better?" he whispers, thumb grazing your cheek. you just nod, cheeks heating up as he plants one more quick kiss. "good, ‘cause i hate seeing my pretty girl pout like that."

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘 (박종성)

“what’s with the pout, baby?” jay teases, his voice soft as he tilts your chin up, thumb tracing over your cheek. you grumble, crossing your arms, “you didn’t tell me you’d be out so late.” he chuckles, pulling you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “sorry, sweetheart,” he murmurs, leaning down until his lips brush yours, “how can i make it up to you?” your pout fades just a little as his eyes flick down to your lips, and before you can reply, he closes the gap, his mouth warm and gentle against yours. he pulls back with a playful grin, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, “there we go. no more pouting, okay?”

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 (심재윤)

"c’mon, don’t pout, baby,” jake murmurs, a teasing grin tugging at his lips as he cups your face, his thumbs gently tracing your cheeks. you try to look away, but he tilts your chin back up to meet his gaze, eyes sparkling with playful mischief. “it’s not fair when you’re this cute, you know that?” he says, leaning in closer, his breath warm against your skin. before you can protest, his lips press against yours, soft and lingering, leaving you slightly breathless. he pulls back just a little. “i’d kiss that pout away all day if you’d let me," he whispers, his smile widening as he pecks you again. "or maybe... you'd like that a bit too much, huh?"

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)

"are you mad at me, sweetheart?" sunghoon asks softly, his brows drawing together as he studies your pout, worry flickering in his eyes. he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, hesitating, his hand lingering on your cheek. "i didn’t mean to upset you," he mumbles, his voice barely a whisper as he glances down, clearly overthinking. “maybe i should’ve texted back sooner... or—was it something i said?” he rambles, his thumb brushing lightly over your skin. you can’t help but smile at his nervousness, your pout easing. finally, you lean forward, closing the distance as his lips meet yours, soft and gentle, his breath catching in surprise. when he pulls back. “i... guess that’s one way to forgive me,” he murmurs, a small smile forming. “but... maybe you should pout more often, just so i can do that.”

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 (김선우)

“a pout?” sunoo chuckles softly, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he tilts your chin up to look at him. you try to turn away, still sulking, but he only leans in closer, eyes sparkling with that familiar, playful warmth. “come on, don’t hide from me,” he whispers, his voice gentle, coaxing. “let me fix it, hm?” before you can protest, his lips are on yours. his hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing gentle circles as he pulls back just enough to smile down at you. “there,” he murmurs, forehead resting against yours, “much better. you look way cuter when you’re smiling.”

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 (양정원)

“what’s with the pout, angel?” jungwon’s voice is soft but teasing as he notices the little frown tugging at your lips. before you can even answer, he leans in without a second thought, capturing your pout in a sweet kiss. his hand finds your waist, pulling you a bit closer as his lips melt against yours, like he’s done this a hundred times before. when he finally pulls back, he’s grinning, his eyes sparkling as he tilts his head, admiring your flustered expression. “there we go,” he murmurs, brushing a thumb over your cheek, “i like you much better without that pout.” you open your mouth to protest, but he just chuckles, leaning in to press another quick kiss to your lips. “no more pouting, okay?”

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 (西村力)

“aww, is someone pouting?” riki’s voice is filled with amusement as he leans in close, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. you try to look away, but he gently tilts your chin back, his eyes twinkling with that all-too-familiar teasing spark. “what, you want me to fix it?” he laughs softly, tilting his head as if he’s considering it. “maybe a kiss would help…” he trails off, his face just inches from yours, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction. without waiting, he swoops in, pressing a quick, playful kiss to your pouty lips, then pulls back with a smirk. “there. feeling better now, pouty?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

[jnnul]

riding enhypen hc's <3

a/n: entirely self-indulgent filth is at your service! i spiraled & sunoo's is genuinely dangerous. word count: 1.4k genre: nsfw...straight smut.

yang jungwon

freaks out

when you asked him if you could ride him, he freaked out

first, he had to figure out the logistics, then why you wanted to do it in the first place, then - !

you tell him to just stop thinking and let you make him feel good

so when he hesitantly agrees, he's still worried you're somehow going to manage to hurt yourself

until you finally, finally ease yourself down, pausing every so often to get used to his length

and then you bottom out

and jungwon sees heaven

he's too busy trying not to cum like a virgin the second you bottom out to remember why he was so worried in the first place

looking at his expression, you move to lift yourself off of him when his hands find your hips and keep you seated

"don't move. feels good."

you almost laugh at the neanderthal language your boyfriend is using but suddenly, he's guiding your hips forward and you're too shocked to laugh

goddamn. you knew it would feel good for him but not this good

jungwon never tries to control your movements when you have sex but clearly, this was a new experience for him

you like it. a lot.

as you do it more often and jungwon gets more used to it, he likes being a little more dominant by telling you to stop or keep going

mostly because knowing that you like it makes him horny as fuck

lee heeseung

b e g s you to do it

except he manages to do it in a way where you’re convinced that it was your idea in the first place

tries his best to keep his hands to himself

fails every time

kinda like jungwon, his hands always just naturally gravitate towards your hips

loves to control your pace and drag your hips slowly against his

bc he knows how much you hate it

he makes sure to bring you to the edge and rip your pleasure away at the last second

he's a fucking asshole (and you tell him as much) but he just laughs and kisses your tears away

definitely the type to tell you to sit slowly only to knock the wind out of you by thrusting suddenly

loves it when you grab his shoulders, trying to steady yourself

he gets such an ego boost when your thighs are shaking, and your grip on his body is too tight

he likes knowing that he's the single man on earth who could make you feel this good

will 100% kiss your collarbone when you're leaning over him

riding him is fun, teasing but also really romantic when he wants to be

absolutely will not flip you over, even when you get tired

"you're tired? that's alright, baby. we've got all night and nowhere to be."

park jongseong

such a cutie patootie bc he's always thinking abt if you're going through too much trouble

honestly, you would only be able to ride him when he's really tired

or when he's feeling a little down or when you just wanna spoil him

bc he l o v e s it when you ride him but he's always so worried abt you :(

sits against the headboard so that you can have more stability

presses so many kisses against your chest and neck

loves it when you're slow and grinding against him, just enjoying how full he makes you feel

loves it even more when you're riding him like it's the only thing you can think of doing in that moment

absolutely runs his hands up and down your thighs as you wrap your arms around his neck to kiss him

always is kissing you btw

no matter how fucked out you are (or he is, tbh) he's always kissing you bc you're going out of your way to make him feel good

just so incredibly love w you

will absolutely be asking if you want him to flip you over and make you feel good

doesn't believe you when you say that riding him does make you feel good

accidentally leaves bruises on your hips from how hard his grip is on you

kisses every single one of the bruises he leaves because he feels so sorry :(

definitely a groaner and his head falls back when you bottom out

he's such a romantic omg

jake sim

so excited cannot control himself

will beg you to ride him and is not ashamed of it

"yeah and you would too if your s/o was as hot as mine."

is kinda silly abt it because for him, pleasure is the ultimate goal

so even though you're riding him, he will 'accidentally' thrust upwards just to see you gasp

absolutely the type to do goofy shit in the middle to see you lose your breath

gets such an ego boost when you're sweating, trying not to cum before him when he's making it so hard for you

is a rlly sensual person so if the vibe is kinda serious, he will absolutely be pushing your hair back, pressing kisses against your shoulders

prefers you to ride him when the two of you are sitting

like sitting in an armchair or some shit

he feels like he's closer to you and he rlly likes the feeling of you clinging to him (kinda like heeseung)

is super versatile? like he gets turned on by pretty much everything and is into everything

so he can go from having a rlly serious vibe and kissing you senseless while you're seated full of him

to bouncing you on his dick faster than you can even register the switch

gets such a kick of adrenaline when you're fucked thoughtless when you're riding him

especially when you're babbling nonsense about how you don't want to stop and that you're in love w his dick

ABSOLUTELY goes feral for the praise

park sunghoon

one serving of a cocky ass mf when you first suggest it ("LMAOO you like like me")

kinda like jay in that he feels bad at first bc he rlly only lets you do it when he's feeling rlly tired

or when he just wants to be taken care of

since most of the time, he likes it for you to just sit back and relax

when he finally gives in though, he enjoys it to the fullest

absolutely accidentally edges you while he edges himself

everything feels so intense that he just needs you to stop every so often for you to catch your breath

and for him to get his head straight

but his thoughts grow cloudier and cloudier the longer you ride him

eventually, he gives up the reigns to you and that's when the fun really begins

he's such a sweetie when he's so far gone

tries his best to be quiet but just starts babbling when you ride him like it's the only thing you can think of doing

his hands are all over your body, trying to find something to anchor himself to

mark. him. up.

loves feeling special to you and feeling like you'd never give anyone else the chance to make you feel good like this

i wouldn't say that he's subby necessarily but he kinda gives into a more gentle and pliable side of him that you normally don't see

and when he cums, good god praise him so much pls :( he deserves it

kim sunoo

actually the best person to ever ride (i say this from personal experience)

slightly more dominant than usual because he loves seeing you melt when he takes control

snaps his hips up when you least expect it to see you whimper

gets such an ego boost when you lose your strength and fall into his arms

will hold you close to his chest as he fucks into you

kisses you when you're leaning into him

very slow and steady and purposeful with his movements, making you want more when he does the slightest movements

laughs when you nearly pass out after you cum (not in a mean way) (in a slightly mean way)

thinks you're absolutely adorable and likes watching you fumble for a couple moments before he starts guiding you

honestly probably doesn't let you do it very often bc he has to be in a very specific mindset for it

probably only happens when you're feeling RLLY needy

it's also probably just foreplay to him before he flips you over and fucks you until your mind goes absolutely blank

might even get freaky with it

do not get surprised if he ties your hands behind your back with a tie or smth

and tells you to 'get moving' in teasing way

overall, unlocks a side of him that you rarely get but absolutely love every time that you see it

[okwonyo]

⟡ ONLY IF YOU SAY YES ── asking them for a kiss。

엔하이픈 ୨୧ female reader one thousand fluff established relationship ⎯⠀ kissing skinship ( other )

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HEESEUNG ｡｡ would be sitting next to you during a social meeting, his hand resting on your thigh as he sits close to you. would listen to his friends talking attentively, humming while they talk, rubbing his thumb on your skin.

you would find him so pretty, staring at his side profile, eyes dragging on his nose. you would tap his shoulder shyly, to make sure anyone but him can see it and draw attention to you.

would lean towards you, asking you silently what is wrong, “can y’give me a kiss?” you would ask shyly and he would coo.

an ethereal smile would grow on his face after, at the same time, a red shade would appear on yours — the longer he stares, the darker it gets. would give you the sweetest kiss ever, before whispering; “here ya go, baby”

JAY ｡｡ would be in the kitchen— which would first worry you when you wake up and feel his empty side beside you. getting up in a sense of hurry as if he might have gone away from you, your first instinct would be following the delicious scent emanating from the kitchen.

you will be welcomed by jay’s broad shoulders, a tea towel over his shoulders, muscles flexing as he cuts your fruits.

would hum when you wrap your arms around his perfect waist, pressing cheek against his back, rocking him side to side, “good morning, beautiful,” he would tell you, turning his head to you slightly.

“kiss me,” you would tell him without responding back, puckering your lips and he would kiss you instantly. and again, and again, and again.

JAKE｡｡ you would listen to your boyfriend rambling about something totally random. starting from the weather to how cereals are made, you would nod along to what he says. not because you are faking it, but because, weirdly, it genuinely tickles your interest.

a giggle would even escape your lips without you even thinking about it. and he would decide to take it personally, not because he is genuinely offended, but because he wants to be dramatic and can be.

“i’ll stop talking then if you make fun of me,” he would say, crossing his arms under his chest with a pout forming on his lips. god, he is trying to make you go crazy.

you would giggle even more, “no—” you would touch his arms and he would look away, “i just, wanted to kiss you.” this, would make him go crazy. then, he would be the one giggling on your lips.

SUNGHOON ｡｡ would be the one to want to kiss your first. it is not as if he would be discreet about it either — not as if he would at least try to be.

his gaze would linger on your face for a long while, watching you doing literally nothing with an immense attention, trying to get your attention to telepathic messages.

would bite his lower lips slightly when you put a hair strand behind your ear, revealing your beautiful side profile. after making him wait for a while, you would turn your head to his, accompanied by a knowing look all over your face, “just kiss me”

would beam, coming closer, “if you insist,” and your only mistake would be thinking that he is going to pull away anytime soon.

SUNOO ｡｡ would start to get extremely shy when he feels your eyes on him for too long. heat slowly rising from the bottom of his feet to his cheeks as he tries to avoid your look.

his hand would come hiding his whole flush, “stop staring at me like that,” he would whine, resisting at you trying to get his face out it’s hiding place — your laughter would not help, “is there something on my face or what?”

“stop hiding!” you would giggle sweetly. a proud smile will spread on your lips when he would oblige. “i just really wanted to kiss you, s’all.”

a gape would show between his lips after your question. still, he would present you his cheek with an enthusiastic smile. would turn his head to you after you kiss him, just to do the same on your lips.

JUNGWON ｡｡ would not let the occasion to tease you slip through his fingers, ever. you would be able to see it coming when he smirks.

he would hum, acting as if he was thinking about it. “a kiss?” he would ask himself, looking at the ceiling before looking back at you with a look you won’t like at all. “of course.”

soft hands cupping your face, his lips would delicately rest on your forehead, “here?” he would ask after pulling away, you would shake your head. then he would do the same on your cheek, your nose, the corner of your lips; you would always refuse. “where does my baby want a kiss then?”

you would groan and this man would laugh at your misery, “just kiss me on the mouth already!” this is all he would need to hear.

RIKI ｡｡ his initial purpose would only be doing a cute attention toward you. when you would invite him to come over, he would show up with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

would fidget on his feet as you admire the bouquet in your hands. biting his inner cheek when your eyes would shoot back to him again. “w-what?” he would laugh nervously, “do you want to kiss me?”

his heart would drop to his stomach when you tell him that you actually want to kiss him really, extremely even, bad right now.

would put his hand on your waist and lean, making sure to not ruin the bouquet in your hand. your hand would rest on his neck, the kiss would be magical.

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[agustdiv1ne]

💨‧₊˚.° 11:58 p.m. (m) — choi yeonjun & kang taehyun

genre: smսt, threesome, doms!fratboys!taejun, sub!fem!reader, friends to ???, high sex + car sex = 😵‍💫

wc: 4.9k (someone sedate me pls)

becoming friends with frat boys was never part of your plan for college. 

alas, here you are, two of them basically surgically attached to your hip. your first semester of junior year has been full of surprises thus far, your blooming friendship with yeonjun and taehyun being the most significant one; what started out as partners for a project has transformed into a close friendship with the two guys, and your new norm now consists of grabbing starbucks together before heading to class, hitting the gym with either one or both of them in tow, and — for better or for worse — attending their frat’s infamous parties every weekend.

and lucky you: you’ve just arrived at one.

as you climb the steps of tau chi tau’s gigantic house, you spot the bright blond hair of one of the pledges on door duty — your favorite pledge, actually. 

“sunoo!” you greet, tackling him into a hug as soon as you reach him. he reciprocates easily, his lips curling into a small smile before he’s pulling away.

“you’re late,” he teases. “your boyfriends are already high off their asses.”

you scoff, nudging his shoulder with a closed fist. “first of all, they’re not my boyfriends. second of all, they knew i wasn’t gonna be here for a while, and i promised i’d be their d.d. tonight, so,” you shrug. he rolls his eyes playfully, but opens the door for you anyway.

“yeah, yeah, whatever. they should be in the basement,” he says, gesturing for you to go inside. “just be careful, it reeks down there.”

you laugh. “thanks, dude.”

as the front door shuts behind you, you take in the state of the house. the air is hot and humid against your skin, your shoes getting stuck on the floor that is covered with liquids you’d rather not identify. some rap song pounds in your ears, and you nod your head along to the beat as you slip between a small space between two groups, finally reaching the door that leads down to the basement. the moment you swing it open, the potent stench of weed bombards your senses. your nose scrunches up — sunoo wasn’t wrong.

in vain, you wave your hand in front of your face as you make your descent. the haze floating in the air grows a bit thicker the further that you go, your only goal now being to get them out of here before you start feeling the effects as well. you eventually have to drive, for christ’s sake, and you’re not looking to get a dui anytime soon. with one last step, you make it to the bottom of the staircase. the music is quieter down here, but the smell is far worse than upstairs. a familiar laugh pulls your attention to the couch facing away from you, two very familiar heads of hair catching your attention. as you sneak up behind them, you press your index finger against your lips, silently telling beomgyu — who sits on the couch opposite to them — to keep quiet. he simply smirks at you.

“y/n’s here,” he calls. annoyed, you flip him the bird and send him a scalding glare before leaning over the back of the couch, your scowl quickly being replaced by a grin. two pairs of red-rimmed eyes find yours, widening in tandem when they register that you are, in fact, there. 

“my baby!” yeonjun cries, his hands reaching up to pull you down towards him. his lips meet your forehead, pressing an aggressive kiss there, palms squishing your cheeks to hold you in place. you struggle to pull away from his grip, ignoring his pout and insistent grabby hands once you do. you sate him by linking your fingers with his. 

“you’re later than usual,” taehyun comments from next to him, a smile permanently etched on his lips, the sight a testament to his inebriated state. unlike yeonjun, he doesn’t move to touch you, perfectly content with watching. 

“i literally told you earlier that i had a paper due at twelve,” you remind him, removing your hands from yeonjun’s as you round the side of the couch, aiming to sit on the arm of it. that is, until yeonjun pulls you between them so that you rest on his left thigh and taehyun’s right. yeonjun wraps an arm around your waist, while taehyun rests a hand on your upper thigh. you try your best not to squirm. they’re your friends, but you’re not fucking blind. 

“you could’ve asked me for help,” taehyun murmurs close to your ear, squeezing the meat of your thigh. his warm breath tickles the side of your neck, and you gulp. directly across from you, beomgyu meets your flustered gaze, an amused eyebrow raised as he sinks further into the couch. you tear your eyes away from him to focus on your fingers twiddling in your lap. 

“i-i didn’t wanna bother you,” you admit, and he emits a giggle. the hand not sitting on your thigh reaches over to pinch your cheek.

“you’re so cute,” he coos, and for some reason, the praise goes straight to your center. “i wouldn’t’ve minded.”

okay, time to go. you don’t think you can handle any more of their pda, and you’re starting to feel a bit weird after inhaling all of that smoke. if you want to get to their apartment, you need to leave right now. standing, you stretch your limbs in a poor attempt to rid them of their shakiness. 

“time to go,” you voice, turning to face them. their eyes are dark and hooded as they look up at you. you falter a bit, stumbling when yeonjun rapidly leans forward and gathers you in his arms again. 

“but i don’t wannaaaa!” yeonjun whines, pulling you back onto the couch and straight onto his lap, his grip around your waist tightening enough that you’re pulled against his chest. “ten more minutes!”

sighing, you wiggle in his grasp, to no avail. you look over at taehyun for help, only to find him laughing at the sight. then, an idea pops into your mind, something that you know will appeal to both of them.

you turn your head towards yeonjun. “what if i take you to mcdonald’s?”

that gets them going. after one last odd look and crude gesture from beomgyu, you guide them out of the house and into yeonjun’s car. taehyun rides shotgun, while yeonjun mumbles in the back about how that’s unfair treatment — it’s his car, after all. despite yeonjun’s initial complaints, the drive over to the closest mcdonald’s is filled with loud, off-key singing from yeonjun and hysterical giggles from taehyun. it makes your eyes roll, but a tiny grin pulls at your lips all the while. 

“you’re lucky i love you guys,” you mumble, pulling into a spot in the parking lot after giving the drive-through worker the largest order that they have probably ever received, digging into your mcflurry as they silently inhale their burgers, fries, and their own mcflurrys. the pace at which they eat both impresses and terrifies you.

as soon as all three of you have finished, you begin the drive over to their place. you assume that they will let you stay over given how late it is, and it’s not as if they’ve ever minded before. after a few minutes, you realize how oddly quiet they’re being, and you look over to find taehyun staring at you, eyes unblinking and full of an emotion you can’t quite place. you whip your head back to the road — until you hear a sharp shink from the back. looking through the rearview mirror, you find yeonjun’s lighter poised to a brand new joint that rests between his plush lips, the flame bright and inching closer and closer to the paper.

“dude, you are not about to hotbox this car,” you groan. “put the fucking lighter down.”

“it’s my car. i can do whatever i want,” he mumbles in defiance, the lighter moving precariously closer again and illuminating his face in the dark backseat. you swing an arm between the two front seats in a poor attempt to grab the lighter. a hand moving to your thigh — taehyun’s hand — and squeezing nearly causes you to swerve the car before you gain control again. 

you glance over at the boy next to you as his fingers trail up and down your inner thigh, panic lacing your pupils, but you are distracted once again when the flame in your peripherals returns. “yeonjun, i swear to god—”

“don’t you want some?” taehyun interrupts, his hand stilling on a patch of skin high on your thigh, dangerously close to your center. “you worked hard today, you should let loose.”

you do. you really, really do. the stress built up in your muscles has become almost overbearing, and you’d think that it would be gone after your paper was out of the way, but no. honestly, all you want to do right now is relax, and taehyun’s offer is more than tempting — but you also don’t want to crash yeonjun’s car. at the same time, you are within walking distance to their apartment, so maybe…

“fine. just— just let me park first,” you concede, pulling into the nearest empty parking lot, parking in the dark back corner and subsequently cutting the headlights. twisting in your seat, you find yeonjun already prepared with an old pill bottle full of pre-rolled joints. an insane amount of them, actually. you snatch one and place it between your lips, reaching for the lighter in yeonjun’s other hand, only for him to pull it away. 

“nuh-uh,” he drawls with a lazy smirk. “c’mere.”

in curiosity, you lean forward, wondering what, exactly, his game is. he sets the bottle down, and his fingers reach up to grip your chin, fingertips lightly digging into the skin as he brings the lighter up and lights the joint for you. your stomach flips, your thighs automatically closing around taehyun’s hand. wrenching your face away, you turn towards the front again, heart racing in your chest as you take your first hit. then another. you block out the other two as you allow your high to take over. you don’t notice taehyun’s grip on you slip away.

over the course of what you think is a few minutes, your body begins to relax into the seat, head thrown back against the headrest as your brain fogs up. blurry eyes stare up at the gray ceiling. you eventually register just how hot it is, then notice the sheer amount of smoke that’s floating past your vision. a finger pokes your cheek, and you follow the hand back to taehyun. you smile subconsciously.

“such a lightweight, so cute,” he says, tapping his finger against your cheek again. you notice that he doesn’t have a joint of his own. “gimme a hit.”

“get your own,” you reply with a defiant hum, cheeks warming as you jokingly shield your joint with your body. he sighs. 

“c’mon, i just wanna try something. you trust me, right?” he murmurs. blinking hard, it takes you a moment to send him a lethargic nod. he peels the joint from your fingers with ease. “come closer.”

you obey, leaning over until mere inches separate your faces. he grabs you by the collar of your t-shirt, urging you to come closer. his eyes flit to your lips before they meet your gaze again — as if the weed wasn’t enough, this whole situation is rendering you even dizzier. 

silently, he pushes a thumb against your lips, pressing forward to part them. your mouth immediately accommodates the digit, and it presses against your tongue for a moment before dragging down to your bottom lip, your saliva mixing with your lipgloss. something quiet and pathetic sounds from your throat, your breath stuttering in your chest when he bites down on his own lip, his big, wide eyes far from innocent as he stares at you.

“keep it open,” he quietly orders, voice low and demanding, before he removes his thumb completely. you sit there, mouth agape like a fish out of water while he places your joint to his lips and inhales deeply. the seam of his lips closes immediately. then, he leans in, his lips mere millimeters away from yours. he holds your gaze as he opens his mouth and blows the smoke into your mouth, and you inhale it with a shaky breath. it travels down your throat and deep into your lungs, but the heat that spreads through your body isn’t from the smoke — no, it’s something overwhelmingly feverish. needy, wanton. 

the moment your eyes flutter close, taehyun’s lips are on yours, the taste of him sweet from the ice cream he ate earlier. the smoke you exhale passes between your parted mouths, drifting out into the cabin of the car. he feels around for the cupholder, then for his soda, using a single hand to pop open the lid before he’s dunking the lit blunt into the liquid, the movement of his lips unwavering all the while. he wastes no time in curling his palm around the nape of your neck, pulling you closer as he devours you whole. 

“holy fuck,” you vaguely hear yeonjun gasp, too far gone in the sensation of the languid, saliva-slicked kiss. it feels as if you are floating on top of a cloud, and you move to grab at his bicep to ground yourself. taehyun slips his tongue past your lips, curling the muscle around your own and immediately establishing his power over you. whining into his mouth, you attempt to pull away, only for yeonjun to cup your face and take over the kiss. taehyun’s hand slides down your neck and to one of your covered breasts, groping the soft mound of flesh over the fabric of your t-shirt. you moan into yeonjun’s mouth.

gentle hands pull you over the center console and into the back, yet yeonjun doesn’t break the kiss as he gathers you in his lap, your trembling thighs straddling his hips. you feel his cock press directly into your center when presses you down by your hips. your arms throw themselves around his neck, your lips slotting against his like a matching puzzle piece. the car rocks when taehyun slinks to the back as well, but yeonjun refuses to share you, hips angling upwards to grind his boner harder against your panty-clad core. 

“quit hogging her, you asshole,” taehyun growls from next to you, flipping your skirt up in the process to reveal your lacy panties to their eyes. the man next to you caresses the swell of your ass before landing a light smack. you jolt on top of yeonjun with a pathetic squeak, and his hand comes down again. in stark contrast to his actions, his tone is kind, perhaps a bit condescending, as he addresses you, “ooh, that feels good, doesn’t it? our baby likes to be spanked?”

their baby? something warm fills your veins at that, a quiet whimper muffled by yeonjun’s mouth. with the thin fabric of your panties embarrassingly sticking to your folds, you tear your lips away from yeonjun’s to hide your face in his chest, unable to face either of them. however, the rhythm of your hips does not falter. yeonjun forces you to look at taehyun with a firm grip that squishes your cheeks together, your lip puckering involuntarily. 

“answer him.” his warm breath fans over your ear as he speaks. a shiver racks your body despite the feverish heat surging through your body. knowing your voice will betray you, you opt for a shaky nod. 

taehyun’s gaze burns into your own, the blunt, rounded edges sharpened by lust. his dark pupils are the only thing that you can see in full clarity, the rest a foggy blur. “use your words.”

“yes,” you mumble, eyes screwed shut and your cheeks hotter than they’ve ever felt before. the feeling has spread down to your neck, your chest, the epicenter settling in your lower stomach. it festers there and tears at your insides like a feral beast and all you can think about is them — them using you, them fucking you. your breathing grows heavier before you feel a tap to your cheek, the skin stinging at the contact. 

“open your eyes, baby.”

you’re not sure who says it, but either way, you submit. eyelids fluttering open, you find both of them peering at you like two wolves stalking a soft, wide-eyed little lamb. your tongue feels like sandpaper in your mouth when they exchange scheming looks, their hands all over you as they maneuver your body as if you’re a doll. when did they plan this? how did you not notice their soft murmurs? 

you end up sitting between them, legs spread wide with one leg thrown over each of their laps. taehyun aims his focus towards your breasts, shoving your t-shirt up and yanking your bra down with little care, a hand tweaking one of your tits as the other curls itself in your hair and yanking your head back against the headrest. you cry at the sensation of his lips mouthing at your neck and his fingers pulling and groping your sensitive flesh. on the other side of you, yeonjun wastes no time in attempting to divert your attention back to him. shifting your panties to the side, he caresses your folds before dipping down to your entrance and groaning. 

“oh my god, you’re fucking soaked,” he groans as he gathers your wetness on his fingertips. “tae, you gotta feel her.”

said man’s hand leaves your breast, reaching down to join yeonjun’s at your center. a light brush over your clit causes your hips to twitch before he’s reaching down to swipe your entrance and—

“shit, you’re right,” taehyun breathes against your neck. “that’s so hot.”

without speaking, they begin to work in tandem as they pick you apart. a quiet, barely there voice in the back of your mind wonders if they’ve done this before, but that thought is quickly shooed away once two of yeonjun’s long fingers slide into your needy hole to the knuckle, the delicious stretch of your walls causing you to keen. your spine arches off of the seat when he begins to slide them in and out, curling up and grinding into that sensitive little spot inside you that you can never quite hit. meanwhile, taehyun ghosts a finger over your clit that aches for stimulation, his free hand digging into your thigh to keep you spread wide for them, your leg twitching in his grasp. he circles the sensitive bud as yeonjun adds a third finger to the mix, his movements growing faster as he feels your walls relax around his digits. taehyun ducks his head down to your breast, wrapping his lips around your nipple, his teeth scraping lightly against it. crying out, you plead for them to keep going. 

“such a tight little pussy,” yeonjun rambles directly into your ear, and you clench around his fingers. he nibbles at your earlobe before he continues, voice deep and growly and too much. fuck, it’s too much. “you look s’sexy right now, y’know that? so fuckin’ pretty. gonna make sure you can’t think about anything but us— gonna fuck you so dumb, baby. haven't even had our cocks ‘n you’re already losing it. s’cute.” 

with how wound up you are already, it doesn’t take long for the heat building in your stomach to bubble over, the overwhelming sensations all over your body coaxing you through your intense orgasm, waves a pleasure wracking your trembling body, your release coating yeonjun’s fingers while taehyun leans up to capture your lips. your whimpers are muffled by his mouth. the pleasure seems to have no beginning nor end, dizzying and causing your mind to drift somewhere far away, barely able to reciprocate the kiss. neither of them stop their ministrations until you’re pawing at their hands with a pitiful whine, your words staccato and incoherent.

you sit there, chest heaving and your clothes disheveled, barely able to comprehend the way the two boys argue over who should have you first. hands fly in front of your vision, a closed fist versus a flat hand, and though you can barely see through the smoke floating through the air and your terribly cloudy vision, you recognize that they’re playing a petty game of rock-paper-scissors. a dopey giggle shakes your body as you throw your head back against the back seat. they share a concerned glance. 

“y/n? can you look at me?” taehyun carefully asks. your empty-headed grin remains on your face while you turn to face him, humming in half-baked acknowledgment. he frowns, a hand coming up to cup your face as he takes in your red-rimmed, glazed over eyes. he peers around you towards yeonjun. “i don’t know if she can take more, jun.”

the words sober you up slightly, your grin dropping. “n-no! wan’ more, wan’ your cocks,” you ramble. “need them, please.”

“you heard her. she needs us,” yeonjun muses, already reaching for your loose limbs. “‘n i won, so c’mere, baby.”

yeonjun gathers you into his lap like earlier. this time, however, you feel his tip pressing at your fluttering entrance, an arm around your waist to hold you up. he looks up at you with a smirk. “ready, baby?”

you nod, and he wastes no time to begin slowly pushing your hips down. the flared, leaky head of his cock breaches your entrance. you whine, walls fluttering around him already as he moans. the rest of him presses into you inch by inch. it seems as if you can feel him everywhere — in your stomach, in your throat, the length of his cock almost too much for you to handle. the tip curves perfectly against your, his shaft grinding against your g-spot as he gently rocks his hips, allowing you to adjust to the overwhelming stretch. your whines grow pitchier as he finds his rhythm, hands on your waist as he bounces you up and down on his cock. he curses under his breath, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. he watches you with his tongue between his teeth, lips curled into something cruel and patronizing.

“feelin’ good, pretty?” he breathes, eyes rolling back into his skull as he begins to snap his hips to meet your own. the slap of skin grows louder, echoing throughout the car along with each of your moans and whines. your eyelids flutter, speechless, a cry tearing from your throat when he swipes a thumb over your slick clit, your walls tightening further around him. he doesn’t seem to mind your lack of response, and with a string of curses, he slams you down harder, lips clashing with yours as both of you chase your highs. desperation coats your tongues as he bites down on your bottom lip, pulling it back as you whine, clinging to him desperately, nails biting his skin and leaving deep half-moons in their wake. the slight sting of pain spurs him on, pulling away to spew filthy words into your ear.

“gonna fuckin’ cum deep inside you— ohh fuck, you seem to want that, hm? t-tightened so much around me. you need my cum, don’t you? say you need it,” he demands, holding your face close to his, dark pupils searing into your skin. a light slap to your cheek wakes you up a little. “c’mon— shit. say it or i won’t give it to you.”

“n-need it!” you unabashedly sob, feeling your high hit you. “please, jjunie, cum in me. pleasepleasepleaseplease—”

a deep groan cuts your pleas off, a warmth that floods your walls following close behind. he paints your insides white as he whimpers against your neck, hips twitching as he fucks it further into your hole. you quiver on top of him, holding him close with your arms slung around his neck, nearly in tears at how amazing it feels, sweat clinging to your skin and sticking to your shirt. it takes you much longer to come down this time, your body twitching erratically as the aftershocks continue to roll through your body. 

“jesus christ,” taehyun mutters next to you, and you remove your face from yeonjun’s violet hair to look over at him. his cock lays heavy in his hand, veins bulging as he strokes up and down, pausing at the top to swipe the bead of precum at the tip and smear it over the angry head. the sight causes your mouth to water. the urge to feel him against your tongue is almost too much for you to bear. sliding off of yeonjun with a whine and sore legs, you go to lean down for a taste — before taehyun stops you with a firm hand.

“what do you think you’re doing?” he asks, jaw set as he leers over you. 

“i-i just wanted to—”

“nuh-uh, baby. you don’t just get to do what you want. jun and i are in charge here,” he says, squeezing your jaw roughly. “now, get on your back. head on jun’s lap.”

silently, you do just that, finding yeonjun’s dick already rock hard again right near your face. your juices mixed with his cum gives his lengthy cock a light sheen in the low light, but your attention is soon pulled back to taehyun when he wraps his legs around his waist. towering above you, he guides his head along your slick folds, smearing the remnants of your and yeonjun’s last orgasm along himself. he taps it against your clit, chuckling when your hips jump.

“such a sensitive little thing,” he coos. taehyun doesn’t warn you as he guides his cock to your entrance and pushes his hips forward in one fluid motion, burying himself to the hilt in seconds. the feeling of his cock inside you is far different than yeonjun’s; taehyun’s is a little shorter, but much thicker, the stretch of your hole borderline painful. 

“h-holy fuck, you’re tight,” he gasps, voice sharp as he tries to hold himself together, resting there for a moment as he allows you to adjust to the sudden intrusion. the moment your hips start to grind against him, his jaw ticks, rolling his hips into you as he watches your brows furrow and mouth fall open into an ‘o.’ hands grip your waist as his thrusts quickly sharpen, harder and deeper and cruel. you blink up at him, whining. smoke hangs around his head like a halo, but the cruel snap of his hips is far from holy. 

diverting your gaze away, yeonjun poises his tip at your lips for you to suckle, breathing shaky as your soft tongue delivers kitten licks to the head. just as he curls a hand in your hair, you slip your tongue into the small slit at the very top as your moans vibrate against him, reveling in how he hisses at the feeling, his thighs flexing beneath your head. your dopey smile returns, eyes rolling back as taehyun continues his hard thrusts, quiet grunts falling from his lips as angles his hips upward in an attempt to get your gaze back on him. it works, your eyes widening adorably as he presses his cock right against your g-spot. his teeth graze his bottom lip, biting down hard when he feels you clench around him, a direct result of yeonjun tweaking one of your puffy nipples. 

taehyun is quiet as he fucks you, only quiet curses coming from him as he uses your body to chase his orgasm. a hand slides up your stomach to wrap loosely around your throat. he barely puts any pressure, but it’s enough to send you reeling, a third high, weaker in magnitude washing over you. after the amount of teasing he put himself through earlier, taehyun isn’t far behind, fingers slightly tightening against your neck as he thrusts into you quicker, coaxing you through your orgasm as his own finally hits him. his moans are high-pitched and whiny as he spills inside you, his cum mixing with yours and yeonjun’s, sticky and hot and satisfying. yeonjun cums against your lips immediately after, forcing you to take his tip into your mouth to taste him. you greedily swallow his release, allowing him to gather the escaped liquid with his fingers and shove it against your tongue. 

pulling out, taehyun watches as the thick, white liquid spills from your hole and onto yeonjun’s leather seats. he gulps, pushing it back into you with thin, lithe fingers as you barely react, brain practically rendered mush. 

“that was…wow,” yeonjun mumbles, caressing your cheek as your eyelids flicker closed. taehyun hums in agreement as he fixes your clothes back into their proper place. lethargic and dumb and feeling so, so warm and full, you drift off into quiet, bleary dreams. their voices seem far away now, their tones faintly worried at your state. a cool feeling washes over your body, causing you to shiver, eyes blinking open for a moment to find the windows now rolled down, airing out the smoke. the cool air feels fresh in your lungs; you’re grateful for it. you close your eyes again, finally passing out for good. 

none of you are sure where this situation will lead when you wake…but you suppose you’ll just have to cross that bridge when you get to it.

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[wonysugar]

will be answering asks about sunoo while i write the wonyoung ficcc!!

also for anyone wondering, it’s coming along great heheheh

[ikeuluvr]

anyeonghaseyo? || enhypen texts

synopsis: texting bf!enhypen in romanized korean

idol!enhypen x reader / established relationship - fluff + crack / warnings - none!

a/n: hiiii just want to preface that I do not speak korean at all lmao so i’m very sorry if any of the phrases are wildly incorrect!! I used papago for everything 🥹 translations for the korean phrases are at the bottom of the post <33

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translations:

heeseung - hi my love, what are you doing? / yes! i’m practicing my korean / come over and I can help you. I miss you anyway

jay - can you please get chocolate ice cream for me? / love you!

jake - DID YOU EAT MY COOKIES?? / MY FOOD IS GONE / bye darling, I have to go!!

sunghoon - you looked so good during your performance tonight / you don’t like my compliment? / jinjja = really/seriously / mianhae = sorry

sunoo - have a great day today honey

jungwon - what do you want for dinner? / jjajangmyeon pleaseeee / can we get cake for dessert? / of course! I will pick one up on my way home / michin = crazy

ni-ki - what time will you be home? (both kr & jpn)

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[neos127]

enha boys + types of kisses

pairing. enhypen boys x gn!reader genre. hcs, fluff, some are kinda suggestive of you squint cw. semi proof read!

HEESEUNG ✢ a small fleeting kiss followed by a passionate one

reuniting with your boyfriend again over the summer was something you always looked forward too. the way he hugged you tightly as if he never wanted to let you go again always made your heart race. the innocent kisses that always turned into full on makeouts was something else you loved. they always seemed to make up for lost time, and heeseung was never able to let you go with a tiny peck.

“i missed yo-” heeseung barely let you speak in between kisses, nearly knocking the breath out of your lungs.

“trust me, i missed you way more.” he smirked, grabbing your face and pulling you into another heated kiss.

JAY ✢ a kiss followed by ones that trail down the jaw and neck

jay’s kisses were often so intoxicating, so when he started to detach from your lips and trail down to your neck— it always sent your mind into a frenzy. the kiss would start innocently at first, before jay pulled away with a small smirk and moved on to your jaw. the feeling of his lips trailing along your skin always made you shiver and jay lived for it.

“the boys are in their rooms.” you mumbled, trying to bite back a groan. jay obviously didn’t seem to care as he continued the assault on your neck.

“well then i guess you’re going to have to be quiet. that won’t be a problem, will it?” jay teased, resting his forehead against yours. oh yeah- you were a goner.

JAKE ✢ pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each others lips

it was late at night, rain roughly tapping against the window, and jake was distracting you from yet another movie. you wanted to scold him for not paying attention- but his kisses felt way to good to make him stop. so like always, you indulge in his neediness, playing with the ends of his hair as your tongues traces each others mouths. he suddenly pulled away, his mouth only centimeters from yours.

“you know i love you, right?” he whispered, causing you to smile.

“of course.” you replied, before giving him a chaste kiss.

“and you’re amazing and beautiful and perfect and all mine.” he added, his lips brushing against yours. he leaned in to kiss you again, not being able to get enough of how you felt against him.

“your even more gorgeous and perfect, jake. and i love you very much.” you rushed out before jake could kiss you again, you could feel his lips quirk up into a smile which was enough to make you forget any type of grudge you held against him for disrupting movie night again.

SUNGHOON ✢ tracing the person’s lips with their finger before titling their head up for a kiss

“you’re so pretty.” sunghoon mumbled , dragging his thumb across your bottom lip. you were rendered speechless, swallowing thickly as his gorgeous eyes bore into yours. sunghoon smiled at your nervousness, moving his hand to cup your chin.

“can you kiss me?” you muttered, not even realizing what you said until the words left your mouth. sunghoon chuckled, observing the awestruck look in your eyes. he granted your wish, leaning down to pull your bottom lip into his mouth.

SUNOO ✢ one person pouting only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person

“how do you keep beating me? it’s not fair.” sunoo whined dramatically when he saw the wicked smile on your face. the two of you had been playing very intense games of super smash bros and it was safe to say that sunoo was not winning. you began to giggle, looking over at your boyfriend to see a pout on his face.

“oh don’t be too upset,” you cooed, quickly kissing his pout away. “i’ll make it up to-” sunoo tackled you to the ground before you could finish your sentence, kissing you harder than before. you immediately dropped your remote onto the ground before moving your hands to run through his hair. needless to say the two of you didn’t end up playing another round of the game.

JUNGWON ✢ a kiss that tastes of the dessert they were eating

you and jungwon had a craving for sweets one night and went out to a local cafe to get a mini cake for both of you to share. you two finished it quickly, licking your lips to savor the yummy treat.

“that was so good. thank you for paying my love.” you mumbled before leaning over to kiss him. jungwon began to kiss you back back before you pulled away abruptly.

“you taste like chocolate.” you giggled, watching as a small blush appeared on his face.

“mmm i wonder why…” jungwon sassed, before grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you in for another kiss.

RIKI ✢ a passionate kiss shared before having to part ways for a while

“why do you have to live so far away?” riki sighed against your hair as the two of you embraced. you were both at the airport, but you were the one going back home. long distance was frustrating, but you appreciated the times you did have with your boyfriend.

“i’ll try to come back as soon as i can.” you replied, looking up at him as tears streamed down your face. riki began to kiss them away before eventually moving down to your lips. you both always tried to share the longest kiss possible before parting, knowing that you won’t be in each others arms for a long time. riki tried to deepen the kiss even more but you pulled away, already feeling out of breath due to your sobbing earlier.

“i love you.” you said softly, placing a kiss on his cheek before turning around and walking towards security. riki mumbled out an ‘i love you’ as well but you didn’t turn around. riki understood why you never looked back one last time after parting. if you did and saw the tears that began to well up in his eyes— you would never leave.

[leejeongz]

🫧 enhypen reaction - you have a hidden tattoo 🫧

pairing: boyf!enhypen x gn!reader

genre: suggestive (sunghoon, jake, sunoo), fluff

warnings: newly established relationship, enha see your body, physical affection, pet names

𓆉 heeseung

“where is it?” heeseung probed, teasingly. his hands tickled at your sides before moving to your stomach, making you get slightly mad.

“stop it,” you swatted his hands away, “it’s not there.”

his smile faded apologetically. “sorry, i just got a bit excited, i didn’t even realise you had a tattoo!” his voice gained momentum as he spoke, clearly getting more excited about the idea again.

“it’s not that exciting, honestly,” you turned to show him the tattoo on your back.

he read it quicker than you expected him to, giving him time to snake his arms around you and kiss your cheek from behind, “art is long, life is short,” he recites, “and yet none of it is as gorgeous as you.”

𓆉 jay

“i literally had no idea that you could speak japanese?” he looked at you puzzled, wondering how he managed to overlook that cool fact.

“yeah, i even have a tattoo in japanese,” your tone suggesting he should’ve seen it before.

“y/n, believe me the last thing im looking for is tattoos when i see you,” he admitted, “but now im curious.” he rocked back on his chair, expecting you to simply roll up your sleeve or show him your ankle.

you looked out of the window of jay’s studio to ensure that there was no passers by before pulling the hem and turning around. “my lower back, can you see it?”

“mhm,” he leaned closer to see what it said, “muse? well, i’m glad that you know.” you turned back around and found yourself suddenly in his arms, “my muse.”

𓆉 sunghoon

“sorry that we have to share a bed,” your lips tugged to one side of your face guiltily.

“babe, it’s okay,” he lay in the middle of your single bed, “you can lie on top of me if there’s no room,” he smiled to you cheekily, not expecting you to actually climb on top of him.

“isn’t it funny how you have wardrobes full of clothes,” his hands rested at your sides, “yet you still HAVE to wear my shirt?” his fingers moved slightly, tickling you, causing your arms to flare around and his shirt to raise, exposing your thighs.

“hm what’s this? it’s beautiful,” his thumb held the shirt just high enough to still see your upper thigh, right where your tattoo sat. you blushed, giggling for lack of a better response.

his arms wrapped around you, his hands meeting at your back to pull you in closer and tighter, “you’re beautiful.”

𓆉 jake

as soon as jake mentioned going to the beach on the sunniest day of the year, you knew you had to find your cutest swimwear. you slipped it on under some loose fitting clothes and headed to the beach, where you met with him and a few friends.

“i laid you a towel down, i knew you’d forget to bring one,” he laughed, noting your almost empty beach bag. “come on, let’s get to the ocean!”

you hurriedly took off the outer clothing, revealing more of your body than jake had seen yet. he tried to hide a smile but ultimately failed, turning into a chuckle as he muffled out a compliment. “damn! look at you.” he took in your figure before his eyes landed on it.

“is it basic?” the question slipped out before he could even say anything, but you were relieved when he shook his head in response.

“it’s hot,” his teeth pulled at his bottom teeth, preventing him from saying more, but it wasn’t quite enough as he rolled his eyes, “fuck, you drive me crazy, baby.”

𓆉 sunoo

“honestly, it’s fine, you’re my boyfriend,” you giggle, “i’ll just get changed here.” you spun your arms around his room, as if to suggest there was plenty of room to do so.

he nodded, attempting to look away as you lifted your shirt over your head, but he just couldn’t.

“oh wait, y/n, what’s this?” he stood from his desk chair. his thumb rubbed at your waistline, right over your tattoo.

“it won’t come off, sunoo,” you laughed, taking his hand away to reveal a small moon and singular star.

“oh my gosh, it’s so pretty, i never knew you had a tattoo here?!” his hand ripped from your grasp and went to touch it again, sending a hot flush through your body. noting your reaction, sunoo’s palm covered your tattoo, pulling you in closer to him.

“you should show me what other secrets you have,” he whispered against your lips.

𓆉 jungwon

you lay with your torso to your bed, jungwon rubbing his hands together across the other side of the room.

“just the top of my back, it’s so painful, i don’t know what i’ve done!” you tell him.

“okay, i’ll get my best masseur hands on then,” he walked over to you, a little too excitedly. the minute is hands touched you, you could feel the tension escaping. the relief was instant. “the other side too?” he asked, lifting his hands. before you could respond, his voice filled the room, “you have a tattoo?! nice”

he took a closer look, taking in the intricate fine line details of the artwork - a small flower on your right shoulder.

“it’s so pretty, baby,” he complimented, “so pretty.”

𓆉 niki

“i’ll just shut up then, shall i?” you watched as niki’s eyes drifted from your own to your shoulder for the fifth time in a single minute.

he snapped out of his trance, “sorry, i was trying to listen, but there’s something there under your sweater,” he pointed.

“huh?!” you exclaimed, swatting it away, “what is it? get it off!”

his hands held your arms to your sides, forcing you to be still for moment as he investigated. with your eyes squeezed shut, you obviously weren’t to know that niki was currently sporting a huge grin. “a tattoo, y/n? i never expected that from you.”

your heartbeat slowed, finally, realising what had happened, you opened your eyes again.

“ohhhh that, yeah i got it done last year, have you never seen it before?” you asked, puzzled.

“nope,” he looked to you with his finger hooked over your off the shoulder sweater and you nodded. he pulled it down ever so slightly to reveal the scattered butterflies. “i like it though,” he added, “let me see it more often?” he pleaded, with his doe eyes that you can never say no too. “only i can see it, though.”

[luvyeni]

⠀ ( drabble ) such a bitch ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 김선우 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ sunoo getting tired of your attitude ヾ

nerd!sunoo・ meangirl!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ ‎ rough sex , degradation, unprotected sex‎ ‎ wc ・ ‎0.8k ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

request. popular mean girl and is partnered with sunoo. realizes sun is hot af and tries to make a move on him thinking he's sub/innocent. plot twist: He's not and he ended up being the dom when they slept together.

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 i hope you like it , mean dom noo is my favorite 😋

he tried barging with the other students; pleading to do their homework for them, hell he even offered money to anyone— anyone who would take you as their partner, but as he walked up to your huge house , ringing the doorbell , he wondered what he did in his past life to deserve this.

“she's upstairs.” your maid said; sunoo nodded. “careful , she's in a bit of of mood.” when are you ever not in a mood? he made his way up to your room, your door was open. “don't just stand there and look stupid , come in.” he came in , holding his bag. “sit.”

you pointed to your bed; he sat down. “you're late.” he lowered his head. “i-im sorry i got caught up.” you scoffed. “i didn't ask , let's just get this over with so you can leave.” he wanted nothing more than to leave. “o-okay.”

you sat back watching him do the work , picking at your fingernails , texting the idiot you called you once called your boyfriend. “fucking dumbass!” sunoo jumped , hearing you toss your phone across the room , that motivated him to go faster with the project.

you watched him work , taking in his features, he wasn't bad to look at. “you a virgin?” you spoke up. “h-huh?” he stuttered at the sudden inappropriate question; you smirked , dry laughing. “of course you are , who'd fuck you?” he gulped , still trying to focus on the work. “you're not that bad if you look past the shabby close and the glasses.” you said running your fingers through his hair. “st-stop please.”

“why? don't tell me this turning you on little mouse?” your red paint bottom lip caught in between your teeth as you tease him. “please don't call me that,” he said. “i guess it is.” you smirked , running your manicure nails down the back of his neck , you saw him shift. “i'll fuck you.” you said so directly. “i-im okay.” he said , slowly losing his composure. “why not , it's not like anyone else is willing to fuck you.”

his finally straw is when you reached for his pants button. “i said stop.” he grabbed your hand. “let my hand go.” you gritted through your teeth , “i swear i will kill you loser.” throwing his stuff to the floor , pushing you on the bed, grabbing your hand pinning them above your head. “why are you such a bitch?”

he was straddling your waist , pinning your legs down. “i didn't want to be here in the first place , just wanted to get this stupid project done and get out of this house but i can't because you're too busy being a slut to pay attention.” he spat at you. ��fuck you.” you hissed. “yeah i bet you do.”

you had to admit the way he was talking to you turned you on , the wetness in between your legs becoming unbearable. “you want me to fuck you?” he said. “i'll fuck you , and then afterwards you sit the fuck down and help me finish this project so i can leave.” he grabbed your cheeks. “understand.”

you nodded , and he got off of you , taking his pants down , pulling your shorts down. “spread your legs.” slotting himself in between your legs , dragging his cock along your folds. “so wet.” you were surprised at how big he was , he was full of surprises. “so desperate, it's embarrassing.” he pushed himself inside. “fuck!”

he wasn't gentle either; in fact his pace was rather brutal , holding your neck as he plunged into you. “fuck!” he hissed. “for a whore , you're pretty right.” you whined. “n-not a whore.” hia grip on your neck tightening. “yeah?” he said. “then why are you begging for my dick while you're in a suppos relationship? only a whore would do that.” he pounded into you. “such a bitch to everyone.” he cursed , slapping your already abused cunt.

pulling out of you , flipping you on your stomach , lifting your lower half up into a arch , before pushing back into you , slapping your ass. “fuck! gonna cum.” you screamed , he kept pounding into you. “i shouldn't even let you cum.” you cried out. “no please , please.” you begged. “shut the fuck up.” he slapped your ass again. “i'll let you cum , but you better hurry -fuck- because im about to cum all over your back , after i cum i don't care if you don't.”

you felt the knot in your stomach snapping legs shaking as you came , yelling his name as he continued to fuck you. “fuck im cumming.” he pulled out of you, stroking his cock until he came on your ass. “sh-shit.” your body worn out on the bed as he got dressed. “look at you fucked out.” he scoffed.

“clearly we aren't gonna get anything done , we'll continue tomorrow , and this time you come to my house and without the attitude.”

©LUVYENI

[wonfilms]

enhypen + giving them a hickey

0T7! { warnings: kissing, intense but there's nothing crazy} a/n: this was kinda crazy and very out of my usual writing style but THERES A FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING gen: fluff + suggestive

“oh? what’re you getting at doll..?” heeseung’s eyes showed no sign of shyness, instead they glistened with a sort of playfulness as your lips pressed greedily against his neck, your eyelashes gently brushing his skin as your face presses up against it, he curses softly under his breath,  “hmm…” your hums reverberated through him too, sending gentle waves of want through his abdomen, butterflies threatening to flood his stomach. he sucks in a breath stroking your hair softly, as a soft groan of appreciation slipped absent-mindedly from his lips, his head gently tilting up, hair splayed across the sheets, giving you even further access to his neck. “you better not leave a mark h..honey…”

“...oh so that’s what’re you’re doing?” jay smirks softly, a gentle blush covering his cheeks as he feels your teeth graze his jawline.. and then your smile oh so “innocent“-ly against his skin.. and he feels a moan slip from his mouth. “oh god” he curses under his breath.. hands tangling gently in your hair as he melts against the pillows.. his hair tousled.. he looks almost vulnerable, jay never looks vulnerable.. except for now.. you’ve got him wrapped around your little finger and all he was doing is letting you work him up,  “y..you’re gonna make me go crazy ___ ”

“t..tickles-” jake complains breathily, his teeth trapping his soft bottom lip between them.. Your breath grazed his neck ever so gently it felt like a dream. his head swam with hazy thoughts that he didn’t think he was capable of picturing. it all felt like too much.. his skin was warm against your mouth.. sensitive , as your teeth gently bit down at the sweet spot on his neck that you’d mapped into your head a hundred times over. he cowered under your touch, a vivid warm blush flooding his cheeks, “y..you’re such a little tease” 

“d…don’t stop.” sunghoon’s words are barely audible. he’s completely lost, face flushed and body pliable under your gentle touches. your mouth works wonders as you suck soft marks against his pale skin, a physical reflection of your love. he breathes out shakily as your tongue traces little patterns against the sweet spot under his jaw. he watches through lidded eyes as you kiss every little mole and beauty spot on his neck, that’s all he can do.. all he can do is be an utter blushing mess for you. 

“y..you better help cover this up later..?” sunoo laughs gently as he feels your gentle lips against his skin, he sucks in a breath letting you kiss his neck almost feather light, it’s almost ticklish… until your press a slightly harder kiss against his adam’s apple, it sent a flash of warmth up to his cheeks, making them rosy. you have the audacity to smirk, it’s cute, he makes a mental note to get you back later  as he sighs smiling.. “you’re crazy y’know”

“i… i thought you wanted help with your thesis.. w..what–” jungwon’s eyes fluttered shut as you kissed him cutting his speech off. he hummed softly into the kiss, lips gravitating towards you even when you pull away. he pouts confused before you’re pushing him backwards, his head hits the pillows and his eyes widen as he feels your tongue gently drawing hearts against his neck. a gentle groan leaves his mouth.. it’s like he has something lodged in his throat, the way his tried to swallow down his noises. his head swam as he gripped the sheets. he hears you whisper “just relax” into his ear, lips grazing his lobes. “c…can’t relax when i have you kissing my neck like that..”

“this.. is so gonna leave a damn mark” niki strokes your cheek trying to play it cool as you kiss his neck hungrily, it feels surreal to him, your soft plump lips dragging so damn gently against his skin, your teeth nibbling gently before pulling away, your tongue soothing the temporary sting, his head swam imprinting this feeling right into his memory, he was going to tease you later but for now all he could do was drown himself in the feeling of your kisses.