#boynextdoor smut drabbles

[floriwoo]

༄ body worshipper!jaehyun who always has his hands on you in some way. like brushing his fingers along your thigh when he’s sitting next to you on the couch, or standing behind you and massaging your shoulders as you work at your desk.

༄ jaehyun who loves to shower together whenever possible. he loves the intimacy and closeness of it. he’ll hold you in an embrace, one hand along your waist while the other slowly rubs shampoo into your hair.

༄ jaehyun loves to focus on foreplay in these moments, relishing every gasp out of your mouth as he leaves open-mouthed kisses down your neck. nothing gets him harder than seeing you worked up.

༄ jaehyun is such a beautiful sight when he goes down on you. the way his doe eyes look up at you while he slowly runs his tongue over your clit, his fingers interlocked with yours. the sheen of your arousal on his pretty lips as he makes out with your cunt.

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓! ꒱ 김동현

summary : you’ve been bored of your boyfriends calm demeanor, so you decided to prank him just to see if he’d start a fight—however, it gave you something much better

genre : kinda angsty, suggestive, leehan x afab!reader tws : language, kinda toxic behavior, suggestive content author notes : sorry this took a while i’ve been supah swamped but i hope you enjoyed the direction i took your request in !! word count : 1.4k

you don’t know why you were doing this. even as you applied the black, green and blue makeup, you couldn’t think of a valid reason. yet, here you were, sat on your couch scrolling through your phone, just awaiting the opportunity to prank your sweet, unsuspecting boyfriend.

maybe he’d gotten too comfortable in your relationship. hell, you used whatever excuse to try and justify it. but, the truth is, you wanted to see if he had it in him to get mad at you. he was so damn peaceful all the time—you loved that about him, really—nonetheless, deep down, your heart raced with the thought; the anticipation when he’d finally catch a glimpse of your artwork that he’d deem someone else’s.

this was fun.

you knew it’d work. you’ve never let leehan purposefully leave marks on your skin, not because it didn’t feel good to have him kiss you, but simply because you’ve always found them tacky and a hassle to cover up. you’d wasted so much makeup in the past trying to do so, so whenever he’d come close to leaving purple patches, you’d tell him to stop. he’d even bargained with leaving them in places only he could see, but you still refused. especially if you couldn’t return the favor.

you knew this was an evil way to push his buttons, that you oh-so-desperately wanted to see pushed. it was selfish, really, however at this moment in time the plan was already set into action. you wanted to start a fight, just to see if he could.

he’s never gotten mad at you. he’s never yelled at you. he’s never dared put a hand on you. and that was a dream, but somewhere deep down, you knew it was also just as boring as it was desirable. you wanted him to yell at you. at least once. manhandle you— consensually, of course. you wanted so much, and maybe this wasn’t the right way to bring it up, but it didn’t matter anymore as his voice broke through the silenced air.

“what’s that?”

“what’s what?” you asked, acting obliviously as you scrolled through twitter and instagram in turns.

he shrugged, and you don’t know if it was the fact that he seemingly didn’t care, or if it was that maybe he just brushed it under the rug as anything else, that began to piss you off.

nonetheless, you decided you were in it for the long run. after all, you wanted to see if he’d start the fight.

and throughout the rest of the afternoon you’d catch leehan staring in your direction, shifting his gaze when you’d make eye-contact. he kept a calm demeanor, never asking again what the purple marks on your neck were. he’d even hugged you before he left for practice, getting all up close and personal with the artwork.

you were finding it hard to believe he hadn’t noticed.

maybe he was gathering his thoughts. maybe he was trying to decided why you didn’t smell like another man—why he knew you wouldn’t do that to him. maybe as much as his buttons were pushed, this was it for his stemmed anger. maybe dance practice was his way to relieve the stress you caused from time-to-time. maybe the cool, calm and collected leehan was the only version of your otherwise, smiley, boyfriend.

maybe you were beginning to feel bad because you had no idea the feelings he had towards this prank. did it upset him? you wouldn’t be none-the-wiser to it if it had. he was good at shielding emotions, and maybe that’s where you needed to draw the line. maybe that’s where your conversation should’ve began, instead of whatever the hell tiktok had inspired you to do.

you kept looking at the clock on your home screen, counting down the minutes until he’d come back to you. and just as you had decided to end the prank, opting for a civil—adult-ish—conversation, a text illuminated your dark screen.

it read: we need to talk.

yet you couldn’t decipher the hidden meaning. of course you knew what it was about, that’s the only thing that’s been wrong throughout the last few months between you two. what else could it be? and why, now that you were finally getting what you wanted, didn’t it feel good?

you didn’t answer him, partially because you didn’t know what to say; it was a prank. i just wanted to see if you’d get mad at me. i’m so bored of this. nothing seemed correct, or frankly, truthful.

you also knew that he wasn’t far. he wouldn’t have texted you otherwise, just to torture you—though it would’ve been deserved. so, you waited by the door for your boyfriend to get back, the thought of washing away the eyeshadow long gone.

then, it finally opened with the pattern of your key code. the air became thick and you found it hard to swallow with a lump in your throat. were you sorry? yes. did you feel bad for being immature? yes. was a tiny part of you still curious to see how this would play out?

yes.

"y/n," was the first, and only, thing he muttered for a couple of excruciatingly long minutes. you watched as he put his bag down, eyed him as he took his shoes off, and almost burst when he ran a hand through his hair. maybe leehan was able to torture you, even if unintended.

his eyes finally met yours, but then they drifted to your neck, and further to your collar bone. he knew. he's known since the first question left his lips hours and hours ago.

"what's that?" his arms snaked between each other, and you found it wrong to think it was hot, but you very much did.

almost like deja vu, the same feeling crept up from down within you. "what's what?" you reenacted. although this time, he didn't let it go. he approached you quickly, too fast to get away before you were sandwiched between the plaster and his body.

his hands were slow with movements. those oh-so-stupid-fucking-hands that had you, literally, at his fingertips. one forcing your head by your jaw to expose your neck, while the other brushed away the hair that disguised the marks from his view.

you fronted being indifferent, but truth be told, if he wasn't holding you up your knees would have buckled already, leaving you as a mess on the floor in front of him.

"you must think i don't know you," he voiced, holding eye-contact as he pushed his thumb between your lips, gathering just enough saliva to then press the digit to your neck and swipe. and it smudged with enough force, despite being labeled as waterproof. "tell me why you felt the need to paint these on. i couldn't think of one good reason all day, princess."

and the nickname he always called you—innocently and less than—had your heart in absolute shambles; the anticipation was just as good as if he'd raised his voice, you thought.

maybe your vanilla-scented boyfriend had finally gotten the hint that you wanted more, despite going about it in a less than thoughtful way. and maybe you realized that you didn't hate that he was always nice, no you loved that about him, but sometimes it was okay if he wanted to be a little bit meaner with you. after all, he could always say my... anything he wanted, and that would still mean that he saw you as his forever only.

"i-i," you couldn't think straight when he attached his lips over the previously (fakely) marked spots. his breath was hot, lips gentle then firm as he sucked against the spots he knew you'd rarely let him have his way with. "i—uh, fuck. leehan,"

his voice was low against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine and a whimper up your throat. "if you wanted something, you could've just asked me, baby. i'd give you anything."

the eyes that you've grown comfortable with always seemed to be there despite the firm placement he had you in. you knew he loved you more than anything, so you knew his words were true. and his demeanor broke when he kissed your lips, almost giving you whiplash.

his palms laid flat against your cheeks, thumbs rubbing sweetly. "if you wanted everyone to know that you're mine, let me do it myself."

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[bonedo-enthusiast]

bnd's kinks 𐂐◯𓇋

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

genre: smut

tws: kinks!, explicit sexual content, bdsm themes

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

wc: 2,188

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

Sungho

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Riwoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“hmm? please what, baby?”

“please touch me… more… i need more.”

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

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

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

“yes… more please…” 

“please what?”

“mommy. please, mommy…” 

and how could you say no to that?

Jaehyun

praise, humiliation, choking, masochism, bondage

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

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

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

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

“can you have fun more quietly?”

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

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

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

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

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

“i asked you a question.”

“uh. y-yes…” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“yes, i like it so m-much…” 

“mm, good boy.”

Taesan

dom/sub, humiliation, edging, sadism, teasing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“taesan, please just fuck me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Leehan

switch, role play, power dynamics 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“and do you use protection, sir?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

[hazeytae]

stoner!bf leehan drabble...

♡, nsfw, stoner!leehan, drug use (mary jane 🍃), high sex, fingering, afab!reader, unprotected sex, cum eating, nicknames (baby, pretty girl, princess, slut, etc.), porn with little to no plot

🗒️: heavily inspired by a mark fanfic i read last year (i think?!), omg stoner!bnd has been on my mind so much... i wasnt sure if i shld do leehan or taesan for this!! might do a taesan ver ? 🫣 this was way longer than i intended i had sm fun writing this :33 took me like a week to finish this wtf? also i had no clue how to end this so ignore that awkward ending

by the time leehan had begun rolling a blunt for the two of you to enjoy, the hum of whatever show you and leehan were watching had already faded into the background as you watched leehan excitedly. sat in nothing but your panties and leehans oversided shirt you fiddled with the weed grinder until leehan announced he had finished rolling up.

"alright, all finished," he held up the joint smiling proudly, "want the first hit princess?" he smiled watching your face light up handing you the blunt and grabbing the lighter. you nodded moaning as you put the blunt between your lips and he lit it. leehans glossy eyes took in your pretty face as you took a long drag and the smoke surronded both of you.

a few hits later and you and leehan are starting to feel your highs kick in. meaningless conversations suddenly turned into a heavy and mindless makeout- both of you too high out your mind to think of anything besides each other. your mind is practically blank as you whimper into leehans mouth while he gripped on your thighs, only pulling away with a string of saliva connecting you to take your shirt off while he admired you taking another long drag from the blunt before immediately going back to kissing you sloppily. "hows my girl so pretty? i need this pussy so bad..." he mumbled, not even giving you time to reply with a smart answer before he smashed his lips back onto yours, holding your waist as you grinded down onto his thigh.

"leehanie, give it t'me" you stumbled over your words feeling your eyes getting heavy as you struggled to take off your panties. "i gotchu baby..." he whispered contendedly as he helped you rid yourself of your underwear, only he moved too slow for you.

everything felt too slow for you. "l-leehan quicker! i really really reallyyy need it. cant wait!" knowing that your high was making you so needy, he laughed when you complained. once he had gotten your panties completely off and onto a now forgotten pile in the floor he dipped his finger in between your folds and teased your clit, causing you to let out a loud whimper begging him to speed up. leehan chuckled at your begs and whines slipping a finger in.

"i- i got you baby," leehan groaned listening to your whinpers as he thrusted his fingers in and out of your sobbing hole. using his free hand to pick up the joint, he held it between your lips watching you take a drag as he plunged his fingers into you, curling them up just right. you breathe out the smoke into his face just before you feel the knot in your stomach tighten, "o-oh leehan!" you squeal signaling to leehan how close you were.

"oh youre so pretty," leehan moaned watching you come undone on his fingers "fuck. all for me, fuck- all mine" he was so high out his mind he felt like he was gonna cum in his pants if he didnt just fuck you already. pulling his fingers out of you slowly and placing them into his mouth just to catch a taste of your fluids on his fingers, letting out a loud beautiful moan. you swore his moans sounded like the most beautiful music youve ever heard. you couldnt help but let out a moan at the sight and sound of him eating your cum which made him giggle.

his cute giggles completely contrasted the way he suddenly flipped you onto your back on the bed and ripped your shirt off, making you squeal happily. "baby- i need this pussy so bad," he moaned looking at your exposed body, "i need you so bad." you looked up into his red eyes with your gorgeous low red eyes biting your lip, almost swearing you were too dumb to speak at this point- letting your euphoria and neediness take over.

you watched as he fumbled with his sweatpants, hastily getting them off and pulling his hard leaking cock out, pumping it a few times. he looked down at you as you drooled at the sight, "leehan..." was all you could manage to whimper out before he pushed into you- raking a loud moan out of him from the feeling of your velvety walls which felt like heaven to him.

"baby- im not gonna be able to hold- im gonna go really quick, you can take it, i know it. cmon, youre always good for me. please i need this so bad." he was babbling now and he hadnt even started moving inside your fluttering walls. you giggled nodding up at your boyfriend, "i-i can take whatever you give me baby" you slur your words gripping onto the sheets in desperation.

the second you uttered those words he pounded into you, immediately finding your g-spot. even in his high euphoric state he still knew your body like the back of his back of his hand. the sound of fast paced wet skin slapping against each other and both your needy moans flooded the room.

leehan stared into your eyes as his body loomed over you, making you feel little under him. a mix of degradation and praises spilled out of leehans mouth, blabbers lf 'my stupid slut- doing so good,' 'you were made for me,' and more slurs of 'my pretty girl cant get enough of this dick- fuck.' flowed out of his mouth easily as you scratched his back, the sting from your nails only excited him and pushed him to slam into your cunt harder.

leehans roughened thrusts and the mixes of praise and degradtion that kept falling out his mouth made the knot in your stomach tighten, reaching for the closest thing to hold onto- being him- you clung onto his shoulders with screams falling out your mouth. "leehanie! im so close- god- fuck! im gonna cum!" leehan chuckled breathily as his thrusts became untimed and sloppy, signaling he was close too.

"cum for me baby- please- be my good girl n cum all on my cock." he panted feeling your walls flutter and clench around his length. you arched your back and rolled your eyes as you let your orgasm take over. watching you cum so hard pushed leehan over the edge- landing one final thrust right into your g-spot as he filled you up with white ropes of his cum.

leehan held you close for a minute, laying with you as you felt your orgasms wash over. you giggled looking at his disheveled hair and you moved his hair out of his face to see his pretty low red eyes making him blush.

[hanfourz]

— m.jh thought [✷]

🪼- this has been rotting in my brain for weeks and i had to get it out. (also making this into a longer drabble bc whew; so enjoy this little snippet ig)

warnings: suggestive towards the end, kissing

thinking abt college bsf!myungjae who has a massive crush on you. he doesn't even try to hide it, he's literally so obsessed with you. if someone is looking for jaehyun, they look for you first because wherever you are he follows not too far behind. you can't even fully recall how you two became best friends. you remember him coming into the cafe you worked at a lot with his friends, conveniently around the time you would start your shift. he was always really friendly and sweet, making conversation while he waited for his order to be finished. you remember watching him and his goofball friends bicker loudly in the middle of the coffee shop and when you'd accidentally let out a giggle he was the first to look your way. you remember him one day asking you when your shift was over and him telling you to find him in the library once you were done. since that day, you two have been practically inseparable.

finals were coming up and the two of you had decided to become study partners. terrible idea really because he didn't have a serious bone in his body. whenever he came to your dorm to "study", you two always ended up studying for maybe ten minutes max before yall were huddled up on the couch watching tv. you had to resort to studying alone once he'd left. bad decision number two was letting him convince you to come study at his dorm because his roommate would be out and you'd have "peace and quiet" (as if that was a thing around myung jaehyun). when you got there wearing a baggy tshirt and shorts, jaehyun visibly gulped. everyone but you was very aware of his crush on you and it was times like this that made it especially difficult for him. because how was he meant to act somewhat normal when you looked like that. he wasn't sure he wanted you to be aware of how he felt about you, too scared to lose you as a friend entirely.

jaehyun was even more touchy than usual, body pressed right up against yours as you two sat on his bed. touchiness wasn't uncharacteristic for him, he was like that with everyone but today it was much worse. you didn't really understand why he seemed to be attached to your hip today but you can't say you were complaining. you never minded jaehyuns clinginess, it was actually one of the things you came to rly love about him. once your (very short) study sesh was over, he offered to walk with you back to your dorm since it was dark out. you never turned down spending more time with him and you two headed to the elevator. as you walked you had started yapping to him about something going on with some friends from one of your other classes. he wasn't really paying attention though, hyper focused on the way your cut-neck shirt was falling dangerously low on your shoulder.

as soon as you two were in the elevator, jaehyun was extremely close to you again. when you looked up at him, you were shocked to see the way he was looking at you. and when his hands found the curve of your hips and he was asking to please kiss you, the puzzle pieces started to click in your head. truth is, you'd always found him devastatingly attractive but refused to entertain those thoughts, trying not to catch feelings for someone who was just supposed to be a friend. but you'd be stupid to deny him right now and you'd be a liar if you said you hadn't wanted to kiss him since that first day you saw him in that cafe. so you gave in, you let him kiss you breathless on that elevator and you invited him into your dorm when you realized that your roommate was out. you let him indulge in every lewd fantasy he'd had of you right on your very bed.

[blueberrybeomgyu]

riwoo drabbles *ೃ༄

+*:🤍:*﹤warnings : 18+ mdni, sub!riwoo tendencies, bj adjacent activities, pillow humping, lmk if im missing any!! :(( / masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

one : kissing riwoo’s tip bc you like teasing him

he's so sensitive, he knows he's gonna cum like this so he's pushing his hips into the mattress to get away from the stimulation

don't think he'd talk a whole lot during intimate moments (please disregard how much he talks in pretty sounds it was necessary lol), at the most would whimper out some words that are unintelligible anyway

eventually he'll give up and sink into the feeling, even lifting his hips up toward your face in a silent plea for more, but the most you'll give him is wrapping your lips around his head or licking into his slit

he's so embarrassed when he cums just from you pressing kisses against his shaft, and hides his red face behind his hands when you come up to kiss him.

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two : pillow humper!riwoo

pillow humper!riwoo but only when he's soso desperate, hasn't seen you in a while bc you've been swamped with schoolwork, but he'd rather boil himself alive than bother you just bc he's horny (attention!leehan take notes maybe?)

pillow humper!riwoo who's never been the most skilled at touching himself, can never work himself the way you can. at least with pillows, he can get stimulation from something that's not his own hand + can pretend it's you he's fucking into

pillow humper!riwoo who secretly loves the little stings of pain from grinding against the rough material of the pillow case, it makes him so much more sensitive

pillow humper!riwoo who cums quickly naturally and is no different when images flash across his mind of you under him, calling him a good boy and praising him for trying so hard to fuck you right, he wishes you were here to talk him through his orgasm :(

pillow humper!riwoo who's throwing all of his bedding into the washer immediately and trying to forget about what's he's done + he will absolutely never tell you about this guilty pleasure of his.

✧･ﾟ: *

[bjhlvr]

nice guy.

synopsis! he knows it's weird, but he couldn't help it.

STALKER! taesan x FEM! reader GENRE! smut, university au TW! reader is being stalked ( obviously ), mentions of chocking, sub!taesan, masturbation, public touching whtw that is idk, overstimulation(?), plot twist haha ; non proofread, poor language NOW IS PLAYING! . . . the boy is mine by ariana grande

fuck, that's so weird. he is such a weirdo. but he couldn't help himself.

“fuckfuck..” taesan hissed under his breath, his hand squeezing the base of his cock tighter than before, almost causing pain. his eyes shut, the other hand slipped up to his neck, wrapping his slender fingers around it. his hair messy, he is a total mess himself.

how pathetic of him to jerk off on a picture of you he took in class literally twenty minutes ago. but why'd you had to look this good? so beautiful. he couldn't hold back today, right after the classes ended he run into his apartment, ignored sungho's stupid question about dinner or whatever he was talking about and locked in his bedroom. he was so hard it hurts and the first thing he did when he was on his bed is started fucking jerking off like some virgin ass loser. just because he saw you in that fucking miniskirt.

“agh.. shit!” taesan groaned as quietly as he possibly could, so sungho, his roommate, won't hear anything. his grip on his neck hardened, he wished it was you the one chocking him. fuck he wanted that so bad. he wanted you to call him pathetic, needy or whatever you want. he does not care right now, the only thing on his mind was the previous view of you, slightly bending over the desk right before him so he could see the outline of your cute panties. god damn he was sure you did it on purpose, you wanted him to look. you always did.

he saw those panties before, they seem to be your favorite because you always wore them at home and he saw them on you when you were changing after gym once. he even took a video.

oh fuck he was so close. so so close, his eyes watering, one hand that was on his neck slipped off to grab the sheets underneath him, squeezing it. he moved his hand faster up and down his hard member, rubbing the tip with his thumb every now and then. he didn't even need to spit on his hand to make it easier to stroke himself, because he was already so wet, tip leaking with precum as he pulled his jeans down.

“I.. wish I could talk to you.. ah!” taesan quite literally cried out, first tear dropped from his eye and rolled down his cheek. his cock twitching as he looked at the photo he took of you. someone probably saw him taking that one, he was literally pointing with his phone to your exposed ass, what an idiot. but the pic ended up great, definitely one of his favorite now… along with the one where you’re taking off your shirt in your room. you shoul've closed your curtains that day for sure.

“are you alright in there?” taesan heard sungho's worried voice behind the closed door and a quiet knock right after. can't he just leave him alone for once? annoying.

“y-yeah.. Im fine, just leave me alone!” taesan shouted, his head threw back as he opened his eyes to look up. dick pulsing in his hand, cum leaking down his lenght on the sheets. he had to clean all that up later. but it doesn't matter now. he came so hard, so much.. but he didn't stop the movements of his hand on his cock, not for a second. he was basically whining from overstimulation, wet sounds of him jerking his dick and moaning filled the room. and the last thing he could worry about right now is if sungho could hear him or not.

you'd never knew a guy could be so loud, especially when he's usually quiet in public. you heard taesan's whimpers from his room that was at the other side of sungho's dorm. your eyes widened slightly as you came in to hear those nasty and… to be honest, pretty sounds taesan was making.

“sorry about that, taesan's not feeling well..” sungho rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly embarrassed by that situation and the fact that you may not feel comfortable being at his dorm right now at this point.

“I think he is feeling very well right now,” you couldn't hold back a chuckle as you came inside. originally, you came here to work on your project together with sungho.

“anyway! where should we start..?” sungho let you inside his dorm and quickly tried to change the topic to the project you two had. you two weren't even same major, but since he took a sociology course which you were majoring in, you decided to take a music course just to spend more time with your friend. oh and that's how you knew taesan. well, not exactly “knew”, because you barely spoke with each other, but that's not the point. the point is: taesan was jerking off and you heard it very well, well enough to hear that he was crying while doing it. cute.

again. you did that again. when you came up to taesan asking if sungho was coming to class today, you patted his shoulder. damn, his whole body shook. what an idiot. couldn't act natural around you, his eyes went so wide when he saw you this close, with your chest on a full display for his view in that low-cut top…

“n-no, haven't heard anything from him since yesterday..” taesan answered simply after he finally cleared his throat. he tried not to stare at your tits. he truly did, but he couldn't help it. they were so close, right in front of his face. his dick was getting hard, shit. “I think he left early today tho.” he managed to spoke again.

“oh, okay! I'll just text him then..” you was just about to walk away, but as soon as you turned around, sungho appeared in the classroom.

“why am I so dumb..” taesan wished sungho wouldn't be there, so you'll probably sit with him because you don't know anyone else in this class. he wished he could smell your perfume again as you sit close enough to him… his hand slipped down to his pants to adjust it. fuck, he just wanted to touch his already hard cock, who was he trying to fool?

obviously not you. because as soon as you sat down, you glanced at taesan just to notice the way he was touching the bulge in his pants. how cute, what a show he put on for you. he got hard just because you talked you him? because you pushed your chest forward just enough for him to start staring? huh.

taesan would've never guessed you watched him. not just right now tho, you did it for a several times actually. when you first saw him, it wasn't in that stupid music class, it was when you came to visit sungho at his dorm as he just moved in… like six months ago. two months before you took that class.

you were looking for a bathroom door down the hallway where taesan's room was and oh! he was changing clothes, his door slightly opened. you couldn't have just passed by, right? especially when he looked so hot. you'd never guess a guy this hot would be such a pathetic needy loser, getting hard just by looking at your boobs. but that was adorable anyway.

author note: well that is my first ever smut suggestive or whatever work with a man so idk how it turned out please tell me if it’s weird or i wrote something that makes zero sense lol. i jst thought it will be a fun idea for a fic to write abt and i did it but i still have no motivation to write anything from my wips im so sorry yall 💔 been busy w work lately too.

[euseokz]

can i request some sungho hard hcs?

@ sungho — you just know exactly what i like, don’t you baby ? . cws : oral (f) . fingering . creampie . wc : 0.9k+ . genre : smut

a/n : turned this into a little drabble because i got a bit too inspired, but i hope you don’t mind it and still like it nonnie !! mwah mwah

BOYFRIEND! SUNGHO who is just so easy to please.

you know him like the palm of your hand, know exactly what buttons to push to make him feel so good he almost forgets his own name — or better yet, know what to do to leave him in such a lust-induced high it is basically all he can think about. all you need to do is kiss that one spot down his neck, bite that exact place on his jaw, or even suck on his tongue a bit more desperately, and he’ll be exactly where you need him to be mentally to fuck you into oblivion.

sungho likes intimate sex, likes when it feels like you two are the only people in the world and nothing else matters, so the atmosphere surrounding you also matters a lot to him. he likes when you are in your room, the space dim-lighted with maybe a few candles spread around. he’ll kiss you so passionately, lips pressing and sucking on yours eagerly, wanting to taste every inch of you. he’ll pin you to the bed, either by cupping your cheeks and using his weight on top of you to keep you in place, or by simply gripping your wrists and keeping them on either side of your head, making sure that all that surrounds you is him whichever route he choses. he likes that, when your head is clouded by him, when you’re as hazy with lust for him as he is for you — because for sungho that’s how it should be, or else it’s almost not worth it. you should want each other so bad it almost hurts, that’s how he likes it, when your desperation turns physical and you can’t help but want to be all over each other.

when he does eventually fuck you, sungho will only do so after he has prepped you well enough. he likes to make you cum on his tongue or around his fingers, likes how you whine with each thrust of his digits into you and when he presses the pads of his fingers against that sweet spot inside you, or when his tongue swipes over your clit and you can’t help but roll your eyes back in pleasure — or better yet — when he mixes both up and you reach your first climax almost all too quickly, not able to hold your pleasure back due to how insanely good it all feels. sungho likes to make you feel good, getting so hard his erection strains against his underwear painfully as he fucks his fingers into you and plays with your clit, his cock aching for some stimulation too but his focus still mainly on you and on leaving you as relaxed as possible first, only when he does that being the time to allow himself to properly fuck you.

sungho likes to have you completely undressed under him, not too fond of the idea of either of you being clothed, liking to see your body, to be able to kiss any spot he wants, the restraining of clothes unnecessary in his opinion when you can be fully pressed against each other, your warmth comforting as he lines his dick with your cunt, ready to thrust into you and finally get some release.

at first, sungho always likes to go slow, to take his time in letting you adjust to his girth as he moves slowly, his hips going into yours and then pulling back languidly, repeating the process until all you can do is mewl his name under him, begging for more, for him to go faster, to actually fuck you — and how could sungho ever deny you of anything, already too pussy-drunk to not want to do exactly what you were asking of him. he’d start moving faster, his cock dragging deeper into you, his tip pressing against all the right spots with every thrust. sungho could get so into it he’d almost be a bit rough, slamming his hips against yours almost mercilessly, grunting into your neck, mumbling about how good you felt, how much he loved the feeling of your pussy wrapped so snuggly around him, as if you were made for him.

even while he was caught up in his own pleasure, sungho still managed to put you first, only happy when he made you cum at least once around his cock, only then finally thinking of his climax too. his favorite places to cum were either inside you, enjoying the thought of filling you up with his milky cum, almost in a possessive manner, or all over your pussy, thinking the view of you covered in his seed was just too pretty, the way your clit twitched as his cum spilled down your folds leaving him almost hypnotized, unable to take his eyes off your pussy until his orgasm-induced high started to fade out, only then looking up at you, immediately moving to kiss you, desperate all over again for you, to taste you, to have his tongue pressed against yours — although this time sungho would prefer to take things slower, kissing you just as passionately and eagerly but letting each kiss last a bit longer, allowing himself to fully enjoy the moment, wanting to take his time as you both calmed down, afterwards focusing on getting you all cleaned up, and only then cuddling up to you, enjoying to end it all with you in his arms, breathing slowly against him, relaxed in his hold.

[hanbinniesmango]

Taesan bnd hard thoughts!!!

anything for the ⛰️

taesan would get so riled up at times and be so needy, kissing your neck and leaving little bites and or hickeys on your neck at random times.

if taesan is in the mood or horny, best believe he’s gonna show you

when you go to give him head and get on you knees, he 100% revels in the way you look up at him.

will tell you how pretty you look while sucking him of def

will push your head down when it feels too good, he loves hearing you gag on him (makes him finish faster 🤭)

secretly loves when you tease his cock, loves the anticipation and pleasure it brings him.

when it’s time to return the favor to you, and eating you out, he’s quick to tease back even harder

presses kisses to your nether areas before anything

loves watching you squirm and whine from the teasing

after deciding that he’s teased you enough, licks one long stripe to your cunt, loving the way you whimper at the contact

goes to town on you after and pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you

after another orgasm he looks up with a smirk, his mouth covered in you juices, “you think you can take another one, pretty?” he says. you look down at his menacing grin and groan, nodding dumbly before he continues.

he gets so pussydrunk, wherever he can, he’s gonna eat you out, and do it well

the type of guy to make you ride him to teach you a lesson

would only help guide your hips after you whining and begging for him, “sannie please..my thighs hurt..wan’ cum so bad..” “do you deserve it? are you done being a slut?” “yes i swear..f-fuck!” you yelping out after he starts bouncing your hips against his.

this guy will tease you til the world ends, no matter what you do. it’s just his cup of tea🫶🏾

[taesancore]

Currently thinking about Leehan in the prince costume, do you have thoughts on medieval (?) Or like royal sex with Leehan as a prince and you Y/n (fem) being his servant??

- 🐹

✦ BEHIND THE CHAMBERS .ᐟ

kim donghyun x f!reader

MDNI‼️

✦.ᐟ warnings: unprotected sex (do not do this pLEASE), handjob, kind of soft!sex(?), bulge kink, breeding kink! reader has a little pregnancy kink (sort of), lmk if i missed any!!

the chattering of your fellow acquaintances and friends, the staff of the royal family grew closer as you quickly packed the prince’s favourite bath salts. some of the maids bowed back to you, while the rest eyed you perhaps out of envy. you were the only maid who was chosen to be prince kim’s personal servant by the prince himself two years ago and nobody including the royal family knew why.

oh but you knew. you knew very well.

you made your way through the silent hallways of the palace, the sounds of your footsteps being the only thing bouncing off the walls apart from the chirruping of the crickets. upon reaching the prince’s private chambers, you bowed to the guards who granted you access, as you entered the room.

prince donghyun was seated on the chair near the window of his room as usual, the moonlight making his pearly tone stand out among the dark lit room. he stood up upon your arrival as you bowed hastily, with an “apologies for being late, your highness”.

“it’s just us here, no need for the formalities you know” he said amusedly as you moved towards his bath.

“long day today too? you seem a little less excited to see me” you murmured while mixing the salts in the warm water, smiling as donghyun’s arms wrapped themselves across your shoulders from the back. the prince crouched down to your level, watching you mix the salts for his bath as he peppered kisses down your neck.

“i could never not be excited to see you dear” he hummed into your skin as you felt his arms tighten around you.

“join me?”

“you know i can’t donghyun, the others will get suspicious”.

“then i order for you to stay with me for the night. they can’t go against that can they?”

you sighed. donghyun was quite the stubborn one today. but you didn’t mind one bit as you averted your eyes, while the prince undressed himself and stepped into the bath.

“being shy now? it’s nothing you haven’t seen before” he laughed as you let your gaze fall upon his sculpted figure. slowly, you began untying the fabric of your dress too, cheeks heating up at the way his eyes raked across your body as the dress fell to the floor.

you lowered yourself next to the prince in the water, sighing at the warmth. however he had other plans as he pulled you onto his lap, making you giggle as he attacked your neck once again.

“shh…we don’t want them to hear you now do we?” he whispered in your ear as your head fell back on his shoulder. he continued to suck a spot near your collarbone, biting and licking it as you let out a soft moan.

shifting yourself on his lap, you were now facing him as he pulled you into a hot kiss, hands going underwater to grab your ass as your went to tangle themselves in his wet locks. you felt him harden against your thigh as you smiled into the kiss. his hands continued to massage your ass as you pulled away from the kiss.

“your highness, you must’ve had a long day. let me take care of you”.

donghyun smiled, unable to deny your request, especially when you asked him so sweetly.

your hand moved to grab his hard cock under the water, pumping it slowly as he groaned. you took in his pained expression as you picked up your pace, pumping it faster as his hips jerked into your hand. your other hand crept upwards his sculpted abs, nails raking across them as he shuddered. you could feel yourself growing wet at the lewd sounds of you jerking him off, along with his deep grunts. with each pump, his hands kept squeezing your ass harder, you were sure they’d leave marks.

“i’m—fuck” he swore with a moan as he came, streaks of white shooting upward from your hand and into the water. his chest rose and fell with each breath while you marvelled at his current state.

a light sheen of sweat coated his forehead, eyes still glazed over from his orgasm. he sent you a small smile as he brought both of your legs around his waist. your arms went around his neck as he got up from the bath, bringing you into another deep kiss as he moved towards the bed.

he wasted no time, going straight for your breasts the minute your back hit the mattress. “donghyun—ah” you squealed as he bit down on your sensitive nipple, hands travelling down south with desperation.

“already wet? tch tch desperate aren’t we?” he mused, teasing your folds with his fingers as his lips hovered above yours. “please…i’ve been waiting for so long” you whimpered, lifting your hips to meet his fingers.

he smirked, moving his hand away and replacing it with his dick, lining it near your entrance as his royal medallion dangled above you, the pendant falling right at your lips.

he slammed himself into you with a loud moan, muffling your sounds with a hand to your mouth as he pulsated inside you. droplets of sweat trailed down his chest, falling on your stomach as you placed your hands on his lean arms for support.

he pulled out and slammed back in, now moving feverishly as you let out moan after moan into his palm. his face scrunched up into an expression of pleasure, matted hair sticking to his forehead as he continued to thrust deep into you.

your eyes had rolled to the back of your head, body moving due to the sheer force of his thrusts. his hand held your hip firmly to keep you in place as you let out muffled cries.

“fuck—look at that” donghyun groaned, pressing on your lower tummy. you peered down to see a bulge moving, his bulge moving in your abdomen as he slowed his movements.

“gonna make you my princess hmm? fill you up with my kids” he rasped, resuming his movements with a hand still pressed on the bulge. you thought you couldn’t more turned on, yet here you were whining loudly against his sweaty palm at the thought of being filled up by him, having your belly swollen for nine months with carrying his royal blood.

donghyun’s thrusts turned shallow, low whimpers falling past his lips as his forehead came to rest on yours. his hand slipped down from your mouth, as you gasped at a particularly sharp thrust. the tight coil inside you snapped, as the waves of your orgasm washed over you.

your cunt spasmed around his cock, a loud curse left donghyun’s lips before he grabbed you by the neck, into a messy kiss. his cock twitched inside you before he came for the second time that night. he groaned into your mouth, as he painted your walls white with his hot cum.

both of your bodies were gleaming with sweat as he flopped down next to you on the king sized bed. the air was filled with the sounds of your heavy breaths as the two of you calmed down from the aftershocks. he ran a hand through his wet hair as he turned towards you, pulling you into his chest.

no words were exchanged between the two of you as usual that night. you woke up at the crack of dawn with limbs tangled in his and a strong arm wrapped around your waist. you left his chambers, looking as prim and proper as you did last night as you headed to the servant quarters for your daily duties.

but you knew, that by the end of the day, you’d return to his chambers and the events would repeat themselves, as usual of course.

a/n: i hope this was what you were expecting anon! sorry it took too long to post TT but whew prince leehan…😵‍💫😵‍💫

[floriwoo]

taesan tittie biter. thought?

YES!!! I AGREE!!!

i think he would love marking you up in general. i can see him being a bit possessive, so seeing you with the leftover evidence of his bites would fill him with joy.

he would incorporate it into foreplay!! making out with him, him laying you down and putting his knee in between your thighs. he deepens the kiss before breaking away to pull your shirt over your head, smirking when he sees your fading bruises. he runs his thumb over one of them before leaning down to press his mouth to the mark. he’d kiss it lightly, opening his mouth to run his tongue over it and looking up to make eye contact with you. just when you get used to his delicate ministrations, he sinks his teeth into your skin. you gasp and throw your head back, grabbing his hair out of surprise. he loves every second of it.

he loves seeing the bruises he leaves behind, and he incorporates it into his aftercare. after you both clean up, you’d lay your head on his chest, and he’d trace his fingers lightly over the newly forming bruises along your breasts and collarbone.

[heechwe]

Am I late? If not can i request

❝ I’m going to leave you aching in the morning. And then I’m going to take you again. ❞

❝ You dare have the audacity to pretend like you’re not mine in front of them? We both know the truth; even now look how your body reacts to me. ❞

These prompts (Reader having multiple orgasm) with Taesan ? Thank you

Why does Dongmin have to be so stubborn? It’s not like you meant to downplay your relationship status to your shared colleagues, but you wouldn't flaunt in everyone's faces how good of a boyfriend Dongmin is since you two made it official weeks ago.

Just because it isn’t against company policy doesn't mean you'll be unprofessional.

Of course, Dongmin doesn’t see that. All he believes is that you were refusing his touches like he was some kind of plague. And now, he won’t let you make that mistake again.

He devours your walls and clit between his lips, pulling and tugging like he’s in a battle with the center of your legs, taking all of his frustration out like a madman. You thrash from the over sensitivity, your thighs squeezing the sides of his head aggressively.

He removes his lips from your cunt with a pop and says, “You dare have the audacity to act like you’re not mine in front of them? We both know the truth.” He quickly hooks three fingers deep into you, finding your G spot without much effort. “Even now, look how your body reacts to me, and only me.”

You writhe in his hold, nodding your head but wanting for him to stop but also keep going and make you come for a third time.

“Don’t think I’m gonna be easy on you now, doll,” Dongmin assures you. “I’m going to leave you aching. And then I’m going to take you again.”

hosting a drabble game; come request one! 🤍

[bonedo-enthusiast]

inexperienced 𐂐◯𓇋 (hts)

desc: inexperienced!taesan drabble x gn!reader

warnings: smut, mdni!, dom!reader, sub!taesan, praise, handjob (taesan receiving)

wc: 351

no matter what, taesan wants you to think he’s “cool”

so would he lie about his body count to impress you? …👀

he’s fairly shy and not overt with his feelings or actions, so when your makeout sessions don’t lead to anything more, you figure that’s why.

the truth is that he hasn’t gone anywhere near third base.

you start to question things later on into your relationship, wondering if it was a matter of attraction.

so one day, you decide to just ask him. “taesan, do you find me attractive?”

he’s surprised, of course, and quickly answers in the affirmative. 

“then why don’t you want to have sex with me?”

taesan is taken aback by the question, feeling both shy and worried, but he ultimately decides to reveal the truth.

when taesan explains that he hasn’t actually done much sexually, he expects you to laugh at him.

but of course you don’t.

you smile and reassure him that he doesn’t have to worry about impressing you, and that you two can move at whatever pace he wants. 

but your words honestly end up making him hard.

he just can’t help finding your patience and kindness so sexy. 

when taesan asks if you two can go beyond making out, you’re all too happy to take the lead.

you find it cute how his cheeks burn with shyness as he comes undone underneath you, his cock leaking with precum just from you touching his nipples. 

his moans come out sparingly at first, his blush only growing each time.

you reassure him that you love hearing his cute little noises, making his confidence grow.

after you start pumping his cock, he’s orgasming with spurts of cum painting his chest, which rises and falls rapidly.

“so good for me.” you coo, kissing his lips. “how does my baby feel?”

“good…” taesan’s voice is quiet as he looks at you through blissful eyes.

“do you think you could handle more? there’s still a lot to teach you…”

taesan is all too eager to nod, solidifying both of your plans tonight.

[heeambi]

✦ㅤ˙⠀｡⠀◞⠀ Too Cute to Resist ⠀◞ ｡⠀ ˙✦

Pairing◞ bratty!jaehyun x reader

Content◞ Fluff, Cute, Lighthearted, Bratty!Jaehyun, Short Story, Romantic Fluff, Cuteness Overload, Adorable!Jaehyun, Pouty!Jaehyun

Natty’s note◞ Ngl this was supposed to be more short, but I got carried away 😓

Jaehyun had just gotten home, he huffed as he took off his jacket, Annoyingly, he mumbled to himself about how his friends Woonhak and Taesan. They wouldn't leave him alone all day, and it was really starting to bother him. Ugh, he hated the way they teased him almost every day like it was some kind of game to them.

He shook his head to get rid of the snow that clung to his hair. He was so frustrated over being constantly teased by his stupid friends, As he looked around the living room, he then noticed you weren’t there,

so he began to walk through the apartment searching for you like a cute little dog. He decided to check your bedroom, only to find you in your bedroom, so focused in your phone. He walked over to your bed, he pouted when he saw that you were wearing airpods, so unaware of his presence. “Hmph,” he huffed once more, crossing both his arms in a bratty manner.

He stood there for a moment, feeling sad that you didn’t even notice him right away.. His arms still remained crossed, and he still had a pout on his face as he stared at you so intently. “Ahem!!!” he finally said, still trying to get your attention. But you were just so immersed in your phone that you didn’t even hear him at all.

after a few minutes, you finally looked up and saw the most cutest sight… a pouty, bratty Jaehyun standing right there, arms crossed. You couldn't help smile at the adorable sight right infront of you. Jaehyun looked so grumpy, with his arms crossed and his lower lip puffed out into a pout. You spoke up, your voice soft and caring. “Hi, baby,” you said, reaching for him gently. He pulled away, sulking and turning his self slighty away from you. “Do you not love me or something?” he asked, his voice almost whiny.

You could easily tell he was feeling possessive and needy, his bratty side coming in full force. “Why did it take you so long to even notice me?” he then continued, still pouty and petulant.

You sat up straighter and chuckled a little, amused by his such childish behavior but also finding it so oddly endearing. “Mm, I'm sorry, baby,” you replied, trying to soothe his poor bruised ego. “ I wasn’t intentionally ignoring you. I was just watching TikToks.” He rolled his eyes, “Seriously??” his pout was deepening. “Tiktoks??” he said, scrunching his nose as if it were the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard in his life. “You know, I'm way more interesting than any of those TikToks!!!”

He then took a few more steps toward you, still pouting but looking Beverly so cute that you could hardly take him serious from this. “If you really love me, you would have given me your full attention,” he said, his voice still so whiny and demanding.

You tried to hold back a laugh that threatened to spill out, but he was just so adorable. “Okay, baby,” you said, playing along to his game. “I’m always all yours, No more TikToks, I swear.” He stared at you so suspiciously for a couple of minutes, as if testing to see if you were really telling the truth. But then his pout slowly started to morph into that cute little smile you always loved. “Okay, Good,” he said, uncrossing his arms and walked towards, you before practically jumping onto you with the cutest giggle.

A laugh shot right out of you heartily as Jaehyun had practically pounced on you, his whole body flopping down on yours, and his arms already wrapping around your waist. “You’re such a brat,” you teased him, trying to keep your amusement in check. He only giggled again, the such adorable sound filling the room. “Whatt? I just wanted some of your cuddles,” he protested, snuggling more into you like a little needy puppy

As he continued to snuggled into you, his face was buried into your neck, he let out a soft content sigh. “You’re so warmm,” he mumbled in your neck, his voice low and lazy. Which made you chuckle, running your fingers through his hair. “And you're spoiled,” you replied, playfully and ruffled his hair. He lifted his head just abit and pouted, still looking so cute. “But I will always be your favorite, right?” “he asked, his eyes widening to the most innocent look.

“Of course, you are, big baby,” you teased him again, rolling your eyes fondly. He let out a little squeal and swatted your hand away, “hey! Don't pinchy pinch!!!” he protested, though his smile betrayed hiw much he was really enjoying this attention. You laughed again, only pulling him closer and cuddling him tightly. “You’re such a cutie”

[nichoswag]

thinking of writing a roommates to lovers scenario in the reaction style inspired by the recent post i reblogged with nicho, but the question is, who should i write it for??

edit/note: if the majority vote is all of them, i’ll do them in order of highest vote !!

[slut4hee]

Okay so guys so I need your help deciding who fits the criteria of this trope🤭

It’s gonna be called wet and wild, it’s a drabble. I’m thinking pervy pool cleaner boy blank x rich bratty fem reader, who’s a spoiled brat and gets whatever she wants, her rich father hired a pool cleaner, and being the little menace that she is, she seduces the pool cleaner and they end up fucking.