#cha eunwoo x male reader

[duachai]

HE CAN'T FOCUS ii. (차은우)

M/n is hired as Cha Eunwoo’s private language tutor, and he’s the perfect student... until he starts flirting.

♱ PAIRING : LEE DONGMIN X MALE READER ♱ CONTENT WARNING : This writing contains VERY explicit sexual content and mature themes. ♱ AUTHOR'S NOTE : Well somebody gotta do it. ♱ REQUESTED : YES (ANON) - Give us Cha Eunwoo smut pleaseee!~ Something like a teacher-student relation

LINKS : Wattpad

The air in the penthouse study was thick with unspoken tension, broken only by the soft scratching of a pen on paper. Eunwoo sat across from M/n, his forehead furrowed slightly as he concentrated on the paper on the table before him.

The dim light cast a golden glow on his sharp facial features, and he looked less like a struggling student grappling with verb conjugations and more a male aware of the impression he was making on his tutor.

M/n let out a quiet breath, forcing himself to focus. Professional. Be professional. But it wasn't easy when his student was an idol, actor, one of the most heartbreakingly gorgeous men M/n had ever been in the same room as.

"You’re staring," Eunwoo said, his tone smooth and provocative but tinged with something else. Something more.

M/n’s grip on his pen tightened. “Not. I’m thinking.”

“Like you’re thinking about something other than this lesson?” Eunwoo asked putting down his pen, leaning back in his chair, his gaze locked onto M/n with an intensity that made his stomach flip.

“I’m thinking about how bad your pronunciation was just now,” M/n quipped, trying to steer the conversation back on track. “Again- repeat after me.”

But Eunwoo didn't repeat. He just smirked. "You're a hard teacher." He leaned forward this time, his chin resting in the palm of his hand, looking at M/n with an unchanging face. "Strict."

M/n's throat cleared as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "And yet you still don't take this seriously."

"Oh, I take it seriously," Eunwoo whispered. His fingers tapped out a slow rhythm on the desk. "Just. maybe I like to test your patience.".

M/n rolled his eyes, but he could sense the heat crawling up the back of his neck. It wasn't the first time Eunwoo had flirted in a lesson. Early on, it had been nothing; just part of his charming, endearing personality. But recently, it seemed different.

Like how Eunwoo's gaze dropped to M/n's lips when he was speaking. Like how his voice deepened when they were alone with each other. Like how his fingers hesitated when he passed a textbook, grazing M/n's for an instant too long.

M/n released a breath through his nostrils, attempting to focus on the lesson. "Okay, next sentence-"

"I have a question, teacher," Eunwoo interrupted.

M/n looked up. "What?"

Eunwoo tilted his head to one side, his slow, lazy smile playing on his lips. "What if I fail my lessons?"

M/n let out a breathy chuckle, a little annoyed by the question. "Then I just keep tutoring you until you do."

Eunwoo leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And what if I don't want to improve?"

The mood of the room shifted.

M/n swallowed, suddenly aware of how intimate Eunwoo was, how the heat of his body, the faint scent of his cologne, was pushing into the gap between them. His head yelled at him to close this down, to remind Eunwoo of limits. But then Eunwoo's fingers crossed over his wrist, just touching, and M/n's breath hitched.

"I think," Eunwoo continued, his eyes dark and unreadable, "you're a little too good at it, M/n." His fingers curled around, his thumb outlining the inside of M/n's wrist. "Because all I've been learning is how badly I want to see you drop that professionalism once."

M/n's pulse pounded. He has to move. Speak. Something. But when Eunwoo slanted to one side, gazing at his mouth as if he was going to close the distance-

M/n's breath was unsteady, his head reeling with a million why's this was a bad idea. He was supposed to be Eunwoo's tutor, his professional distance the only thing holding their dynamic in check. And yet…

The glint in Eunwoo's eyes now, sinister with something more than mere playfulness, rendered it impossible to shake his head.

M/n licked his lips; a nervous habit. Eunwoo’s gaze flickered downward, his smirk deepening.

“Don’t do that,” M/n muttered, pulling his wrist away, but it lacked conviction.

“Do what?” Eunwoo asked, his voice smooth and teasing. He leaned even closer, his knee brushing against M/n’s under the table. “Distract you?”

M/n clenched his jaw. “You’re wasting time.”

Eunwoo hummed, tilting his head slightly. “I don’t think so.”

And then, out of nowhere, he reached out, his hand sliding along M/n's tie; just a slight tug, enough to send a spark of heat down his spine.

M/n gasped, catching Eunwoo's wrist before he could push in further. Their eyes met, tension buzzing like a live wire between them.

"This isn't right," M/n struggled to get out, though his grip on Eunwoo's wrist wasn't as firm as it should be.

Eunwoo's smile faltered, replaced by something serious. "Then tell me to stop."

M/n’s heart pounded. He should. He needed to. But the words did not leave his lips.

Instead, Eunwoo's other hand moved, slow and deliberate, along M/n's jaw. His touch was a whisper, probing, waiting for refusal that did not arrive. M/n's breath caught.

"You’re really not going to stop me?” Eunwoo whispered, his tone low. His thumb caressed the line of M/n's jaw, prodding at his chin a little.

M/n's lips parted, but before he could speak, Eunwoo filled the space;

His lips were warm, gentle, pressing against M/n's with uncertainty and intent. The kiss was not insistence; it was a question, a challenge, a test of how much self-control M/n had left.

M/n couldn't even think about what was occurring before his body betrayed him. His fingers tightened around Eunwoo's wrist, not to push him away, but to keep him close.

And then, in a moment, restraint was lost.

The kiss deepened. M/n's hand slid up Eunwoo's arm, taking hold of the fabric of his shirt as he let himself fall into the moment. Eunwoo made a soft sound on his lips; victorious, contented.

“You’re supposed to be my student,” M/n murmured, though he made no move to push him away.

Eunwoo tilted his head, his smirk widening. “Then teach me something worth remembering.”

The sheer audacity of it made M/n’s stomach twist. He knew this was crossing every professional line imaginable, but the way Eunwoo’s fingers ghosted over his collar, the warmth of his breath fanning against his cheek, made it impossible to think clearly.

Eunwoo tugged lightly at his tie, coaxing him forward. “I think I learn better with hands-on practice,” he teased.

Before M/n could respond, Eunwoo took control, his lips brushing along the edge of his jaw, slow and deliberate. M/n inhaled sharply, his grip tightening on Eunwoo’s shirt.

M/n bit his lip, trying and failing to ignore the way his body reacted to Eunwoo’s touch. His hands slid up, gripping Eunwoo’s shoulders as he finally let himself give in, tilting his head slightly to allow Eunwoo more access.

Eunwoo didn’t waste the opportunity. His lips trailed lower, his hands sliding down to M/n’s waist, fingers curling around the fabric of his dress shirt. The heat between them was undeniable now, their bodies close enough that M/n could feel the steady thrum of Eunwoo’s heartbeat against his own.

M/n let out a shaky breath, his defenses crumbling with every agonizingly slow brush of Eunwoo's lips against his skin. The room darkened around them, the only light a faint shaft from the lamp in the Livingroom filtering through to the dining area.

Eunwoo's fingers slowly unbuttoned M/n's shirt, each movement deliberate and calculated. His knuckles brushed against M/n's chest, sending shivers down his spine. Once the shirt was open, Eunwoo pushed it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Charmingly, Eunwoo lead M/n out of his chair and eyes locked into his he lifted M/n onto the dining room table from his thighs, the cold surface contrasting with the warmth of M/n's skin as he spread his shirt open, leaving him bare chested. He stepped between M/n's thighs, his hands resting on M/n's knees.

Eunwoo's gaze raked over M/n's exposed chest, his eyes darkening with desire. He leaned in, pressing open-mouthed kisses along M/n's collarbone, his hands sliding up M/n's thighs slowly.

“Am I doing good, teacher?” Eunwoo asked against M/n’s neck, peppering kisses as his fingers hooked under M/n’s knee to pull his legs around his waist. He looked up at M/n with lust-filled puppy dog eyes, his grin sweet, his voice laced with honey.

One of M/n’s hands reached to Eunwoo’s check, his fingers on the nape of his neck tugging gently at his black strands as he leaned down, his tongue stretched out, running against Eunwoo’s spit covered glistening lips in a nasty French kiss. Eunwoo hummed softly at the touch into M/n’s mouth. His body pressed closer to M/n’s his building erection obvious through his pants. He wrapped his hand around M/n’s wrist, pressing a kiss to the palm before, looking straight through his eyelashes he dropped slow to his knees, his fingers dancing on the button on M/n’s jeans.

He looked up at M/n through his dark lashes, his fingers slowly unbuttoning M/n’s jeans. Eunwoo could feel M/n’s hard straining against the fabric, his teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he eagerly torn away M/n’s jeans like he was opening a present.

M/n’s head rolled back, breath heavy as his mind blocked out the warnings, the stop signs.

Eunwoo’s fingers hook into the waistband of M/n’s undergarments, slowly dragging them down his thighs, reveling M/n’s toned abdomen and the tantalizing V-shape that led down to his hard. Eunwoo let out a small breathy chuckle followed by presses of soft kisses to M/n’s inner thighs, his hands gently pushing M/n’s legs apart before a long stripe of his tongue ran against M/n.

M/n gripped the edge of the table, sweat beading on his neck as his breath was caught in a delicious fit of moans; product of Eunwoo taking him into his mouth. Eunwoo’s lips curled into a smirk around M/n. He took M/n out of his mouth slightly to lick around like this was just a big tease.

Eunwoo rose back to his feet suddenly, taking M/n back in a kiss, “See how you taste, teacher? So good~’ He deepened the kiss, his hand wrapped around M/n as he stroked him firmly, his thumb rubbing over his sensitive, blushing head. He could feel M/n’s hot skin, his moans filtering into his own in a vibration whine.

“Mm, fuck,” M/n hissed, breaking away his mouth as Eunwoo sped up, the table creaking in rhythm.

“I’m your best student, right? Nobody else… can do this. I’m your good boy. Repeat, I’m your good boy, right, teacher?” He purred, his eyes locked onto M/n’s, his fingers splaying out to massage M/n’s base. He could see the pleasure ectched onto M/n’s face, one he’d dream of.

“Mm, yes… fuck, my good boy who always listens and learns… so well.” M/n choked out.” Eunwoo hummed, his eyes gleaming with desire and affection. He peppered kisses on M/n’s neck as a show of appreciation of his newfound title. “Say it again, say I’m your good boy, teacher.”

“Fuck, I’m gonna come, woo- please!” M/n squirmed, his arms hooking around Eunwoo’s neck to stable himself.

“Mm, not yet, say what I asked,” He whispered darkly, his movements slowly, “Repeat after me, you made the rules.”

M/n groaned, rolling his eyes but couldn’t hold the attitude for long as Eunwoo bit at his lip, “Fuck, you’re my good boy, woo, you’re so good for me.”

Eunwoo flashes a devilish grin, very amused desperate for control. “Hmm, that’s it.” Eunwoo buried his face in M/n’s necks nipping and kisses as he fastened his pace once more, finishing M/n.

As M/n finally reached the breaking point, his liquid strung out on Eunwoo’s pretty slender fingers as Eunwoo whispered praises in his ear.

[amen-to-tiddies]

CHA EUNWOO HCS

| CHA EUN-WOO NSFW HEADCANNONS

| X MALE READER |

Position:

In public? Oh, he’s definitely the dominant one. He carries himself like a total 'alpha male', composed, in control, and exuding that almost Corny-CEO-Mafia Boss dominance. But behind closed doors? A desperate, needy bottom who LIVES to be fucked stupid. The moment you get him alone, that big strong persona crumbles. So responsive that even the slightest touch makes him shudder- sensitive to the point that you could probably make him cum untouched if you played your cards right.

Size: A solid 5.5-6 inches, pretty but also sensitive as hell. His tip always leaks easily, especially when you talk dirty.

Favourite Kinks:

Praise & Degradation: He loves hearing how good of a slut he is, how pretty he looks stuffed full of your cock. Tell him he’s your dumb little cum-dump and he melts.

Overstimulation: Eun-Woo is a squirmer when you overstimulate him with your cock. Eyes glassy, thighs trembling as you fuck another Orgasm out of him.

Cockwarming: He loves being stuffed with your hard throbbing cock- filling him up while he does mundane things- reading scripts, using his phone etc. Breeding: Even if he (unfortunately) can’t actually get pregnant, he loves the idea of being filled up, stuffed so full of your cum that it drips out of him. Favorite Position(s):

Mating press: He LOVES being pinned down even though he's stronger than you. Don't worry though, his legs are still trembling as you fuck him deep, rough and hard.

Bent over a surface: Desk, couch, vanity table- wherever you decide to take him, he’ll arch his back perfectly, presenting himself like the good boy he is.

Face-down, ass-up: Something about being pushed into the mattress with his ass up, hole twitching for around your cock, gets him so hot.

Drooling on your cock: tongue out, desperate eyes looking up at you? That’s his signature move.

Your Favorite Body Part: 

His thighs. Those thick, toned thighs that shake when you have him on edge, gripping onto you desperately.

His mouth. That pretty, pink, wet mouth that was made for sucking cock, the way his lips wrap around you so fuckin' perfectly. God- you just can't get enough.

Where: 

Anywhere private enough for you to really ruin him. Dressing rooms, hotel suites even the back of a car with tinted windows if he’s needy enough.

His favorite? On the bed with mirrors on the wall so he can see himself going dumb on your dick.

Noise levels: 

Insanely loud. He tries to be quiet, but the moment you pick up the pace, he’s whimpering, gasping, moaning your name like a fucking pornstar.

And his moans? Fuck- High-pitched, breathy, he's absolutely a slutty mess for you. And lord forbid you tell him to keep quiet.. That's when, purposefully or not, he starts getting LOUD

Freaky score: 10/10. In public he's a perfect gentleman. No one would ever guess how disgustingly submissive and filthy he is in bed, That his biggest weakness is being called your personal fucktoy-

[nino-rox]

MASTERLIST

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LEGEND*

S: SMUT (NSFW/EXPLICIT)

M: MATURE (GORE/VIOLENCE)

A: ANGST (UNNERVING/UNPLEASANT)

F: FLUFF (EUPHORIC)

O: ORIGINAL WORK (ORIGINAL CHARACTER/STORY)

Hope you’re doing well. I’m just getting into writing - mainly K-POP/Anime/Celebrity x Gender Neutral/Male Reader SMUT - any requests/suggestions of any kind would be highly appreciated!

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Keeho (Stephen Yoon) x Male Bottom Reader | S

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Choi Beomgyu x Top Male Reader | S

Library + Fascination | Sim Jaeyun x Male Reader | M

MARVEL

TASM Spider-Man x Male Bottom Reader | S

Shadows of Betrayal Part 1 Grant Ward x Male Reader | M.A.O | SPOILER ALERT

Peter Parker | Tom Holland | Boyfriend Headcanons | Gender Neutral Reader | M

CALL OF DUTY

Ghost x Male Bottom Reader | S.O

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Akaza (Soyoma Hakuji) x Human Male Bottom Reader | S

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Cookies and Cuddles | Stiles Stilinski x Male Reader | F

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ANOMALY Part 3 | Stiles Stilinski x Male Reader | M.O

Thank You <3 Please Send Requests

[craylite]

Cuidando dos Machucados

Cha Eun Woo x Male Reader

Sinopse: Você é o namorado de Cha Eun Woo e também um boxeador, ou seja, está sempre com as mãos machucadas e ele sempre tem que cuidar de você.

Romance | 1k

Vocês se conheceram numa madrugada de sexta feira, Eun Woo não tinha muito o que fazer depois de uma longa noite de trabalho só pensava em descansar. Mas, não foi isso que aconteceu.

— Não quero ir, cara - o coreano reclamou ao atender o telefone — Estou cansado e com zero vontade de ver homens se batendo.

— Ah qual é - pode se ouvir uma bufada do outro lado da linha — Só uma horinha, sei que vai valer a pena.

— Ah mais que saco - ele se levanta da cama, passando a mão pelos cabelos — Vai ter alguma gatinha pelo menos?

— Deve ter, sempre tem umas por lá.

— Ótimo, então venha me buscar.

— Ok - e com isso ele desliga.

Eun Woo se levanta, vestindo uma camisa social branca e uma calça preta. Saindo de casa a espera do Seong.

Não muito tempo depois, Seong apareceu Eun Woo entra no carro e eles vão pro clube de luta.

— Quem vai lutar hoje? - o moreno pergunta pro loiro.

— O M/n e o Dong Hyun Kim.

— Quem é esse M/n?

— É um lutador novo, dizem que ele é bom.

O resto do caminho foi silencioso, mas era um silêncio confortável. Quando chegaram lá, Eun Woo saiu do carro e foi observar o clube, a procura de algo.

Faltava meia hora para a luta começar, você estava treinando ao redor do ringue estava sem camisa e tinha uma tatuagem de dragão em suas costas. Eun Woo ficou encantado com isso, seu coração até errou uma batida.

Ele sempre pensou que gostava de mulher mas nunca imaginou que seu coração iria ficar assim por um garoto, tipo ele era hetero né?

— Perdeu alguma coisa? - você parou de treinar quando percebeu que o moreno estava te observando.

Mas o coreano estava perdido em seus pensamentos que nem conseguiu ouvir suas palavras, você bufou e se aproximou dele jogando a camisa por cima dos ombros.

— Eu perguntei se perdeu alguma coisa! - dessa vez você disse em um tom mais alto que fez Eun Woo acordar de seu próprio mundo.

— H-Hã, não eu... - ele desviou o olhar, confuso consigo mesmo — Eu só achei a tatuagem legal.

— Ah - você se sentiu envergonhado pela maneira como agiu e se afastou — Me desculpe.

— Sem problemas.

Você abriu a boca para falar mais alguma coisa, mas o apresentador já estava começando e era sua hora, você nem se despediu e se afastou do mais velho.

— Esse é o M/n - disse Seong, enquanto empurrava o moreno para um lugar melhor para ver a luta.

— Ele?! Mas ele parece uma criança!

— Eu sei, mas ele tem 25 anos.

— Oh.. Nem parece - ele olha para o ringue — O M/n vai ficar bem?

— Vai - Seong diz com confiança — Não o subestima, vi umas lutas dele antes de entrar aqui só por curiosidade, e o cara é incrível!

— Certo..

— Tá preocupado com o M/n?

— Não... Claro que não!

— Sei.

O apresentador anunciou os competidores e a luta se iniciou, no começo você só se defendia nem parecia que sabia atacar.

— Você é um garoto indefeso? Cadê seus golpes? - Dong se aproxima ponto para atacar de novo.

No entanto, você impede o golpe dele segurando seu punho, puxando até você e acertando um chute no estômago o desequilibrando.

Dessa vez foi você que se aproximou e ele recuou, o que fez você sorrir quando já estava perto o suficiente você acertou uma série de socos que foram defendidos.

Dong tentou te acertar, mas você também defendeu então você segurou o braço dele que estava atacando e acertou um gancho, o que fez Dong cair pra trás.

— É só isso que você tem?

Dong se levanta e parte pra cima mesmo cambaleando, como se estivesse com raiva. Eun Woo estava concentrado na luta, e a cada golpe que você dava o coração dele batia mais rápido.

— Aí, é normal um coração começar a bater por causa de um cara?

— Se tiver gostando dele, então sim.

— Mas e se essa pessoa for hetero e o coração estiver assim?

— Talvez a pessoa só não tenha descoberto ainda, somos estranhos para nós mesmos. As vezes descobrimos as coisas tardes e outras vezes não.

— E como faço para descobrir?

— Tem que experimentar. Sair a encontros, essas coisas, com o tempo você saberá a resposta - o loiro se vira para Eun Woo — Mas porque a pergunta?

— Meu coração tá batendo forte por causa do M/n....

— Uau, nunca pensei que isso iria acontecer - ele sorri apertando o ombro do moreno — Mas só tem um jeito de descobrir, chama ele pra sair e aconteça o que acontecer eu vou sempre te apoiar.

— Obrigado.

A luta não demorou muito, você terminou com um mortal acertando o rosto de Dong que levou a um nocaute. Assim que saiu do ringue Eun Woo estava te esperando.

— Você de novo? - você pergunta com a sobrancelha levantada.

— Começamos com o pé esquerdo, eu sei. Mas... Eu até que gostei de você... Você gostaria de sair comigo?

— Claro, porque não? É bom sair de vez em quando.

Eun Woo acena, parecendo feliz e todo animado. Aquele foi o primeiro encontro de muitos, e foi o começa da descoberta do morenos sobre sua bissexualidade.

Agora vocês são namorados e moram juntos num apartamento com a vista pro mar, Eun Woo dizia que queria que você tivesse os melhores lugares pra ficar ainda mais com a melhor vista, por isso decidiu que morariam ali.

Hoje você teria uma série de lutas e claro que como lutador suas mãos ficaram bem machucadas, com os nós dos dedos vermelhos e sangrando.

Quando chegou em casa, Eun Woo te esperava acabando de chegar do serviço dele, quando viu suas mãos ele balançou a cabeça já acostumado com essa visão.,

— Você nunca aprende, né? - ele suspira, levando você pro banheiro pra limpar os machucados, lavando os machucados na água antes de passar o álcool.

— Desculpe, não sei controlar - você grunhe ao sentir o álcool tocar seu machucado.

— Eu sei - ele franziu o cenho em preocupação ao seu grunhido — Passei muito? Desculpe.

— Tá tudo bem, foi a quantidade certa.

— Ótimo - ele coloca os curativos e pressiona um beijo nos seus dedos — Agora vamos jantar e cuidar de você, é seu dia hoje.

— Você diz isso literalmente todos os dias.

— Porque você merece ser mimado todos os dias.

[ratedfleur]

nsfw links | kpop idols

kpop idols x male & fem reader genre ౨ৎ explicit

🎀: jake of enhypen, xiaoting of kep1er, miyeon of gidle, jackson wang, taehyung of bts, cha eunwoo of astro, sana of twice, jinsik of xikers, felix and hyunjin of stray kids.

[link] - often finding himself going rough, most of the time jake makes you watch as his cock disappears into your heat, liking how you’d get whiny at the sight of it.

[link] - very handsy, xiaoting’s hands always make their way to tease and touch you as you hop on top of her, hurriedly kissing and touching her.

[link] - xiaoting often tries her best to please you hence she always rides you until her legs are sore from bouncing repeatedly on top of you.

[link] - miyeon is very honest when it comes to having sex so she immediately told you what she wants you to do when things get intimate between you two.

[link] - lust often pops out at any given moment so miyeon nearly immediately placed you atop the washing machine, eating you out until she’s content.

[link] - jackson always likes to make you feel small, fucking you on your back where he could easily tower over you with his big frame.

[link] - taehyung knows you’d be a doll and eagerly want to help him get off as he does the same to you, stuffing his fingers and curling in inside of you as you shakily jerk him off.

[link] - always wanting to have a part of you near him, eunwoo always chooses to pop a tit into his mouth, sucking on it as you’re fucking yourself on his lap.

[link] - sometimes, sex with sana isn’t always rough and degrading. most of the time, you both like to get intimate with light touches and sloppy kisses.

[link] - sana knows how much of a sucker you turn for her fingers, eyes always lingering on her hands so she knew exactly what to do with them in the bedroom.

[link] - the nicest that jinsik would be is simply fucking you with his fingers, not forcing you to take his cock even if he wants to stuff your cunt with it.

[link] - on the braver side, felix always finds himself trying new things out with you, hence why he found himself salivating when he catches a whiff of the scent of your juices as he got on his knees.

[link] - curiosity does kill the cat but not hyunjin. once he lets his curiosity take over, he knew it was the right thing to happen because he just discovered a new kink of yours.

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The Conqueror (XXII)

Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.

Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant Reader (FT. Cha Eunwoo From ASTRO.)

warnings: yàndèrè thèmès, blóód, únhèálthy pôsèssïvènèss, öbsëssïön.

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Jungkook loves getting his hands all bloody, killing is like a serotonin boost for him, especially when he kills to get rid of any obstacles in his way of getting you.

It’s been a year since you arrived in the Palace.

Yet, the improvement you two have made in a year is, rather embarrassingly close to none currently.

Jungkook walks with heavy steps to see who is it this time, he’s going to get his hands all bloody once more, before your wedding which is soon. “PREPARE FOR ATTACK ON HIM IMMEDIATELY.”

The King along with his guardsmen make their way to the palaces gate, Jungkook feels rage course through his veins. “What is his name?!” He spits, voice full of anger as his steps echo on the ground.

The palace is so big, but they’re almost at the gate.

“Y-Your majesty we don’t know- but- he’s young, brown hair.” The guard replies, only fueling jungkooks jealousy.

Soon they’re all the gate and Jungkooks grip on his sword tightens, he wields his sword and walks straight through the gate.

People around the palace’s boundary are confused but they immediately lower their heads in respect, it’s dark outside, Jungkook looks for the man.

“BRING HIM TO ME!” He orders, eyes frantically moving all around the roads, and that’s when he catches a glimpse of the man.

“YOU FUCKER.” Jungkook runs to him and growls.

Jaehyun is definitely caught by surprise, his eyes wide like a ball, Jungkook begins to attack on him and Jaehyun tries to save himself, but the king manages to give the brown haired male a big cut on his arm.

Jaehyun can’t help but scream in agony as he sees the blood pour out of the cut, it hurts so much that his eyes are now full of tears, Jungkook smirks, the drops of blood quenching his burning thirst.

“Y-YOUR MAJESTY PLEASE DON’T KILL ME! I’M NOT HERE TO TAKE HER!” Jaehyun tries to clarify. Jungkook rolls his eyes, “shut up boy. Do you think that you can fool me?” He grits his teeth.

Jaehyun grunts in pain, holding onto his bloody arm as he tries to make the bleeding stop. “Y-Your majesty please! I-I’m here for someone else.” He pants.

Jungkook raises his eyebrow, the guards grab Jaehyuns body as they hold him. “Who?” Jungkook questions.

The whole place fills with silence, occasional grunts from Jaehyun and his heavy breathing are the only sounds that can be heard.

He’s gathering his breath, Jungkook bites his inner cheek in annoyance.

“HURRY UP.”

“L/n Doyun.” He whispers and Jungkooks heart stops.

“TAKE HIM INTO THE DUNGEONS!” Jungkook roars in anger, his veins popping out as he screams.

Jaehyun looks into Jungkooks eyes.

“YN WILL FIND OUT EVENTUALLY! PLEASE FREE HIM!” His screams get quieter and quieter as the guards drag him away.

Jungkook lets out a growl in return.

No, you cannot find out. Not until you’re married to him and that’s when he will truly have his revenge and he will have you with him forever..

This needs to pass by really fast.

And he’s not worried about about the man finding Doyun because he’s being held captive right below this palace. And no one knows except for Jungkook and Dongmin.

Who is at the verge of death due to starvation.

Jungkook lets out a frustrated sigh and makes his way back into the palace.

Looks like he will have to pay L/N Doyun a little visit tonight.

You have no choice.

Your fate was already decided the day you caught Jungkooks eye.

 the whole palace looks regal to say the least, you have no words to describe the beauty of the palace, everyone is preparing for the grand wedding of the king.

It’s all so bright and magnificent.

You are being pampered against your will.

Right now, they are taking your measurements for your dress and undergarments for your wedding night like the older woman keeps telling you.

“M-Mrs Lee.. please.” You whimper, the measuring tape taking the size of your breasts, two court ladies hold you in please so your measurements can be perfect

She ignores your pleas.

“Perfect, my lady.”, the seamstress exclaims, her helpers follow her every lead.

“now we need my lady’s wedding dress in less than a week.”

The court ladies, maids, ladies in waiting- every single person in the palace are gossiping.

They are gossiping about your upcoming coronation. You don’t know what’s worse. You are Hoping that this wedding will not happen, but that seems to be impossible because the celebrations have reportedly already started in the whole kingdom.

It all makes you feel suffocated, you don’t want to marry that monster. He killed your father. He made you an orphan. How can you ever love your husband to be?

“leave me alone!” Na-yeon is by your side, making sure to keep an eye on you so she can report to Jungkook about every single move.

Everyone takes their leave, including Mrs. Lee and the seamstress with her workers

You don’t know the truth about her identity yet.

She’s gonna have to be careful.

“Yn.. my lady.. please calm down this is supposed to be the most greatest time in your life.” She sighs, helping you fix your clothes.

“greatest time in my life? This is the worst time in my life I want to die.”

You terribly miss your father you wish that he was still alive so he would come and save you from this monster.

It’s the midnight, the weather is getting colder. The winds are wild.

Jungkook is wearing his dark cloak, the cloak covering his whole figure as he walks with a flambeau in his hand as he makes his way to the secret staircase to the older dungeon hall.

It’s dusty, awfully dark.

Jungkook patiently walks towards the cell where his favourite captive is.

He smirks unlocking the cell and making his way into the dark small cell, Jungkook keeps the keys to himself personally, making sure that there is no way of escape

“Hello L/N Doyun… or should I say now.. my dearest father in law.”

[juyeonszn]

(NO) STRINGS ATTACHED

PAIRING lee hyunjae x f!reader

WORD COUNT 5.58k

GENRES smut ﹒angst ﹒fluff

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, strangers to fwb to lovers, a few timeskips here and there, hyunjae is a manwhore but what else is new, he’s also a criminal justice major so, mentions of alcohol, mentions of roblox? idk, reader is lowkey horny as hell 😭, handjob, oral (m!receiving), mentions of sex in various places, hyunjae is an emotionally constipated idiot, juyeon appearance crowd cheered, also cha eunwoo appearance but crowd did not cheer, hyunjae goes through the five stages of grief, no foreplay but what can u do about it, marking, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap u know the drill), cowgirl position yeehaw, creampie yeehaw, little bit of cockwarming st the end ngl

SUMMARY becoming friends with lee hyunjae after his valiant attempt to save your life (stopping you from drunk driving) was certainly not on your year’s bingo card. also not on your bingo card? waking up in his bed every other night following, but it’s not like you’re really complaining.

MORE bruh. first of all. i’m so sorry this is so late. 😭 second of all, NOT ONLY IS IT A DAY LATE, BUT ITS ALSO LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF LATE 😭 my time management was not all there this past weekend, and also due to some unfortunate decisions on my part, this fic was delayed a bunch but WE ARE SO BACK pls. i hope u all enjoy this bc i kinda hate it and im sad bc i was so excited for it and its nothing like how i wanted it to be… pls rb if u liked it 😿 also this is lowkey for izzy bc we’re both going through insane hyunjae brainrot rn..

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In Hyunjae’s defense, he didn’t mean for any of this to happen.

When the two of you first met, he really was just trying to be a gentleman. He’d always been raised as someone who should do the right thing without expecting anything in return. He prided himself on sticking by his mother’s lifelong wisdom.

Okay sure, he might’ve had a few slip ups here and there in the form of random girls he’s hooked up with, but could you blame him? He was a university criminal justice major after all. There’s no harm in a little one-night-stand fun. Learning the ins and outs of the world of law and order was soul-draining enough without the freedom to stress-relieve whenever he felt fit.

Right. Back to you.

Your first encounter took place at the Tau Beta Zeta end of semester party. The fraternity had been working towards securing their victory against the KAT sorority just so they could host the damn thing. Hyunjae had yet to find a girl to entice him for the night, instead bothering some of his frat brothers. For example, Jacob Bae, who had just won the IST University boys’ volleyball team a championship title.

He could’ve gone after Lee Haeun, Jacob’s ex, but he had higher standards than that. There was also the incident earlier that day, while setting up for the party. He tried making a move on the KAT president to piss off Sangyeon, but that ended up failing. Honestly, he didn’t even care much about sleeping with anyone at these things anyways. Usually pretty girls came up to him first, but then ghosted him once they realized he wasn’t looking for anything serious. That was the only reason why his rap sheet was so long. He’d never intended on being the resident fuckboy.

Hyunjae remembers spotting you across the room during one of the numerous rounds of beer pong that night. Rather than Juyeon refereeing with Younghoon like they normally did, he stepped in to let the younger male enjoy the party with his girlfriend. The current match-up was Sunwoo versus Changmin with their respective partners. He had glanced up after witnessing the soccer prodigy miss a cup, making eye contact with you accidentally.

You tucked some hair behind your ear, bringing your drink to your lips and taking a sip before looking away. Your friends had sucked you back into the conversation you were having, effectively blocking Hyunjae’s chance to shoot any shots. He quickly got over it upon witnessing Changmin and Sunwoo arguing over the game, egging them on like the instigator he was.

Most people would’ve thought that was the end of it. Just a fleeting glance at each other, dozens of people standing between you. In hindsight, Hyunjae partially wishes that was where your story ended. You would’ve just been another girl to him, a stranger he saw once and never ran into again.

It’s funny how the universe works in strange ways.

By two in the morning, when over half of the partygoers had left the TBZ house, Hyunjae felt his social battery reach empty. He woke up earlier that morning to study for his Victimology final and felt drained by the time he walked out of the lecture hall. (He knew he aced it, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t mentally taxing.) He was just about ready to call it a night when he saw you sitting on the bottom step of the stairs, blubbering into your phone about something.

“What do you mean you left?” You wail, cheeks stained with mascara streaks. “I don’t care about your boyfriend! I’m too drunk to drive home and you were supposed to be my D.D.”

Your words are slightly slurred, a hiccup following your last sentence. Damn, you were cute even when you were crying like a baby. Hyunjae observed as you argued with who he assumed to be your friend over the phone, exasperated by the end of it. Despite not knowing a single thing about you, not even your name, he decided to step in and offer aid.

“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I heard you saying you’re too drunk to drive yourself, and as a TBZ member I just can’t let that happen,” he extended a hand to you. “I’d be more than willing to let you stay here until the morning, if you’d like. You can have my room and I’ll just crash in one of the others.”

Your lower lip quivered, as if you were on the verge of even more tears. You sniffle when you respond, eyes doe-like and glassy. “R-Really? You would do that f-for me?”

“It’s a better alternative than taking a rideshare home alone while drunk,” he nods. “And I’m definitely not letting you drive anywhere yourself.”

Hyunjae doesn’t know why he felt so protective over you. The thought of some potentially creepy man taking advantage of you because you were under the influence didn’t sit right with him. He poked his cheek with his tongue, hand still outstretched to you. You took it gently, allowing him to guide you to his bedroom. He grabbed some of his clothes so you could be comfier and gave you a washcloth so you wouldn’t go to be with your makeup on. He felt better knowing you were in the safety of his fraternity house rather than anywhere else. It kind of pissed him off that your friends would leave you to fend for yourself like that.

The next morning, you came down the stairs drowning in Hyunjae’s clothes, rubbing at your eyes sleepily. You held the heel of your palm to your temple, wincing from the headache no doubtedly caused by your hangover. It was around 11 AM when you woke up and most, if not all, of his frat brothers had already left to head home for the holidays.

You found your knight in shining armor sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, a mug with the default male Roblox face in his grasp. He was scrolling through his phone mindlessly, taking sips of his coffee every now and then until he heard you. He spins around in his chair, offering you a warm smile.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty. Did you rest okay?” He asks, getting up to grab you your own mug.

Your cheeks burn up at the nickname. The whole situation is still a bit odd to you. You knew of Lee Hyunjae through the grapevine (every other girl at your school), yes, but you’ve never held an actual conversation with him before. And now here you are, taking shelter in his home and sleeping in his bed. It was sweet of him to be so hospitable, though. He could’ve kicked you out and pretended you didn’t exist.

“That’s probably the best I’ve ever slept in my life,” you laugh to cut through the tension. “Thank you for keeping me alive last night. I feel indebted to you forever.”

“It was no problem, at all. My pleasure, actually,” he grins, passing you a mug filled with fresh coffee. “By the way, I never got your name.”

“It’s Y/N,” you tell him, mouth pulling into a smile at the cup he just gave you, which happened to be the female adjacent to his. “Hyunjae, right?”

He doesn’t know if he should be embarrassed by the fact that you already knew his name or not, but given his previous reputation, he thinks it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. He clears his throat and nods as he drinks more of his coffee. He tries to distract himself from the weird feeling bubbling in his chest with how cute you looked in his clothes.

“Do you not have any plans for the break?” You switch the subject, noticing that the house was empty for the most part.

“Nah,” he shakes his head. “I’m from here, so it isn’t really much of a drive to visit home. I’ll go over on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and New Years but that’s about it. Other than that, I like to enjoy having the whole house to myself.”

“Woah, me too! My friends are all from out of town though, so I’m usually really lonely. It’s always so odd thinking about how this is just a stepping stone for people’s lives and I’ve been here all of mine.” You stir some cream and sugar into your coffee, pursing your lips. “So, I take it you’re not doing anything today?”

“Nothing. Zip. Zilch. Nada,” Hyunjae leans back in his chair. “I’ll probably just watch some movies and call it a day. What about you? Any plans for the break since all of your friends are gone?”

“I have just as many as you.” You sip on your beverage.

“Well, the couch space next to me will be unoccupied if you’d like to join me.”

“I think I might take you up on that offer.”

You feel like maybe this was some sort of elaborate scheme to trap you. Your eyes kept flickering from the TV to his profile, entranced by the blue light illuminating his features. You wanted nothing more than to claim your seat on his lap and ride him into the sunset like a gallant steed, which was ironic considering the way the two of you met.

It’s in the middle of the third movie that you finally feel yourself grow restless. No way could you sit beside Lee Hyunjae, spend the whole day with him, and not jump his bones. It was, like, the most obvious thing to do. It was Lee Hyunjae. Did he expect you not to?

He feels you squirming next to him, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. In all honesty, he’s surprised he’s abstained from touching you this long. From the moment he saw you in his clothes this morning, he wanted you underneath him. He doesn’t know how to initiate anything without seeming too forward though.

Luckily, he doesn’t have to make much effort on his part.

You place one of your hands on his thigh, dragging your nail along the seam of his sweatpants. He turns to you with a raised eyebrow. All you can do is bat your eyelashes at him innocently.

“You know, Hyunjae, I never got to properly thank you for your act of nobility last night,” you start, fingers creeping up higher. “And I just thought of something that I think we’ll both like.”

He doesn’t have the strength in him to restrain himself after that, pulling you into a heated kiss. He nips at your lower lip and tangles his tongue with your own, getting easily lost in the spellbinding of your touch. Your lips trail along his jaw and down his neck, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his pants. You suck deep marks into the skin of his pulse point while simultaneously palming him through his underwear.

You’re moving fast, but you’re on a mission. You’ve been waiting for this all day, you can’t imagine slowing down now. It doesn’t appear that he plans on stopping you either.

Hyunjae throws his head back, hissing when you discard his boxers. The cool air of the house hits his cock at the same time you bite down on the divot where his neck meets his shoulder. Your hand gently wraps around his length, thumb running over the slit to collect the precum that’s formed there. He watches in a trance as you go on your knees between his legs.

You press a sweet kiss to his tip before taking him into your mouth. He groans, twisting your hair around his wrist so he can control your movements. Hyunjae doesn’t think he’s ever wanted head this badly in his life. He’s always been a giving person, always providing the pleasure for the girl he was with. There were only a handful of times that he’s ever been on the receiving end and none of them were memorable. But this time is different.

For some reason, you’re the only one who’s ever been able to get him this riled up this quickly. You’re still relatively a stranger to him, and even though he’s had plenty of one night stands, it’s unlike any of the others.

Your throat relaxes so you can swallow more of him, tongue swirling around the tip. He’s the biggest guy you’ve ever been with, making things a little harder for you, but you were never one to back down from a challenge. And getting Lee Hyunjae to cum from the work of your mouth alone was the ultimate reward.

Hyunjae moans when your attention focuses on his sensitive slit. The sound is music to your ears, goading you into continuing your task. You gag around his dick and tears prick at your eyes when he pushes your face down further, your nose brushing the lower part of his abdomen. One of your hands wanders, tracing and scratching his abs as the other jerks him off.

He swipes away some stray tears with his thumb, bucking into your mouth and hand. “Fucking look at you, taking me like a good girl. You’re so filthy.”

You whine, squeezing your thighs together for your own friction. You can wait, though, entirely too focused on getting him to finish. You’re thankful it isn’t that much longer until he does, painting your lips and cheeks with his release when you pull off of him to press a cute kiss on the same spot. He knows he finished too fast for someone of his caliber, but he doesn’t have it in him to care.

“You’re so hot,” he brings you up to connect your lips once again.

It was very easy to fall into a habit after that.

Throughout the entirety of the break, Hyunjae would call you over or vice versa and you’d rock each other’s world’s. It was practically an entire month of fucking nonstop. You’d done it in the TBZ house living room, in his bed, in the kitchen, in the shower and every other surface you could think of. Your own apartment had been christened plenty with your sexcapades also. Both of your cars had seen you naked too. But the most memorable place had to be his childhood bedroom the night of Christmas. He went to his parents’ for a couple days and hit you with that 3 AM “You up?” text when his libido couldn’t quell. That was probably the quietest you’d ever have to be.

Hyunjae had to explain to his mom that no, he hadn’t gotten mauled by a wild animal in his sleep. It was harder coming up with another plausible lie to cover the source of the hickeys on his neck, but he’d rather tell his mother something stupid than the fact that he was an insatiable freak.

When it came time for everyone to return to school for the spring semester, you’d deluded yourself into thinking there could be something real between you and Hyunjae. I mean, what else were you supposed to do? This gorgeous man had spent almost every single day of winter break with you, even if it was mostly for the sex. That wasn’t all you did though. You shared meals together and talked about your life goals. You truly got to know him better than just the hot frat guy who’s made his rounds with girls on campus.

However, Hyunjae did not think he was ready for that level of commitment.

After spending a month with you and learning all of your little quirks, he thought he was going insane. He’d been in situationships in the past and none of them ever ended well, especially because they always caught feelings. He didn’t want the two of you to fall down the same path. But he noticed the linger of your touches and kisses and the way your eyes sparkled when he spoke. He didn’t want to be the one to break your heart.

He just couldn’t see himself getting into a serious relationship. He was preparing to apply for law schools and get his shit together. He didn’t think he couldn’t handle throwing a girlfriend into the mix. Even if it was you. Bold, pretty little you, who had Lee Hyunjae wrapped around her finger without trying.

Things come to a speeding halt for both of you halfway into the second week back.

Hyunjae was walking out of his Crime Mapping II lecture when he saw you chatting up Cha Eunwoo outside of the building, giggling and being all touchy with him. He doesn’t know why he feels so… stuffy… when he sees that. He doesn’t know why it makes him mad. He doesn’t know why it feels like his heart has just been stomped on a handful of times.

He walks over to you and clears his throat, hands shoving into his jacket pockets. He tries to ignore how cute you look in your puffer coat, nose rosy from the cold. You pause in your conversation to say hi to him before resuming whatever you were saying before. It was like he was invisible.

“I gotta go, but I’ll see you in class tomorrow?” You tuck some hair behind your ear, smiling at the male.

“For sure. Talk to you later, Y/N.” He says, waving as he takes off.

Hyunjae starts in the opposite direction wordlessly, leaving you to stumble behind him like a newborn deer. He looks upset about something, but you’re not sure if you should ask. When you finally match his pace, you frown, tapping his shoulder.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Since when were you friends with Cha Eunwoo?” Hyunjae blurts, tone catching you off guard. You blink at his outburst.

“For a while, I guess? We’re in the same department and we’ve had a few classes together. Why? Is that a problem?” You stop your steps, forcing him to do the same.

“No, why would it be? I’m not your boyfriend. You can talk to whoever you want.” He backtracks, realizing the connotation behind his question. Shit, why does he not think before he speaks?

“You could be,” you shrug, gaze casted downward to avoid his stare. “You could be my boyfriend.”

Again, because he’s a stupid boy, he chooses not to use his brain in such a critical situation. “I don’t want to be. You can date him for all I care.”

Hyunjae didn’t want to be the one to break your heart, but he knows he did when he sees the flame in your eyes die out. He thinks he broke his own too, chest constricting when tears well up in the corners. You wipe your runny nose with your gloved hand, sniffling with a scoff.

“Fuck you, Hyunjae,” your voice is surprisingly calm, and that scares him more. “Fuck you and your stupid fucking commitment issues and your lack of empathy. Stay away from me.”

He can’t even think of something quick enough to stop you. Of course, his mind runs at a million miles a minute when it’s the worst time. But when he needs it to work most, it fails on him. That’s exactly his luck.

He just stares as your figure gets smaller and smaller, getting further and further away from his reach. His stomach feels ugly, twisted in a way it shouldn’t be. Maybe it’s because he’d considered you a close friend at this point, and now there’s no way you didn’t hate him. He told you things that he hadn’t even told his brothers, things that he hoped would never see the light of day. He’d spoken his insecurities out into the world and you were the one he let see that vulnerable side of him. He had something good going for him finally, and he went and ruined it.

Who could he be mad at but himself?

When Hyunjae sees you again, it’s been at least a week since your argument in the middle of campus.

He’d been beating himself up over the fight the entire time. Numerous what-if scenarios ran through his mind when he should’ve been sleeping. He wonders what he could’ve said to make everything turn out differently. Had he just told you what was bothering him, told you about that icky sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, perhaps you wouldn’t have walked away.

He’s pretty sure you’re doing it on purpose. You avoided him until you knew you’d definitely see him, and then you’d flaunt yourself to purposefully piss him off. Despite only knowing each other for a little over a month, you had Hyunjae read like the back of your hand. You knew he was stubborn and had to be pushed into admitting he was wrong. He’d never outright confess to his mistakes unless you backed him into a corner and forced him to.

So you can imagine his reaction when he saw you walk into that week’s TBZ party with Cha Eunwoo around your shoulders.

If Lee Hyunjae had any faults, it was that he was too prideful. He realizes this when you stroll right past him, ignoring his presence. You giggle at something Eunwoo said as you grab some drinks. There’s no way you aren’t doing this to get on his nerves. Especially not in that outfit.

His grip on his cup is not normal, he knows that. But it’s not subtle if anyone notices and when Juyeon of all people points it out, he knows it even more.

“Yo, dude. Are you good? You look like you might kill somebody if we’d let you.” The younger male pats his back.

“Honestly, no, not really. But there isn’t really anything I can do about it.” Hyunjae huffs, welcoming his defeat with open arms.

“You can talk to me about things. It’s kinda weird but I always feel like getting out your thoughts is better than internalizing and blowing up randomly.” He says after a moment.

“I guess I’m just confused why I’m so jealous of something that isn’t mine.” The heart to heart with his frat brother follows the entire five stages of grief, starting with step one; Denial. He’ll keep denying the real reason he feels the way he does.

“Are you talking about that girl you were messing around with during break?” Juyeon asks, bringing his cup to his mouth. “And the fact that she’s here with Cha Eunwoo?”

Step two; Anger. His cup snaps and the sharp edge of the plastic scratches the inside of his palm. “Why would I be jealous of her being here with him? I could give less of a fuck about that. She’s not my girlfriend, she can do whatever she wants.”

He raises an eyebrow at how defensive his senior gets, lips quirking up. “Sure, Hyunjae. You’re not jealous. But you’re acting like it and you know you are.”

“Well,” step three; bargaining. “I’m not not jealous, I just— I don’t know. I’ve never been on this side of the situation before. Am I even allowed to be mad about it?”

“I mean, it’s a little unconventional, but yeah, I think you are. You spent the better part of a month getting to know this girl. You’ve seen her in ways other people haven’t. Even if you weren’t going into it with the intention to start something, I think it’s hard not to want anything after. Unless you’re completely heartless. But you’re not exactly The Grinch, so.” Juyeon sounds too wise for standing in the middle of a frat party.

“Nothing’s gonna happen now, though. She hates me and wants nothing to do with me because I screwed up.” Step four; Depression.

“You don’t know that unless you make an attempt to fix it,” his junior sighs. “Look, she’s gonna keep projecting how upset you made her if you aren’t gonna do something about it. But there’s a high chance that she’ll forgive you if you’re just real with her.”

And last, but not least, step five. Acceptance. Lee Hyunjae has finally accepted that he’s not an emotionless robot incapable of producing feelings for someone. He takes Juyeon’s advice right then and there, deciding that this is something he has to do immediately. (He also knows how much you can drink at these things and he preferred that you were sober when he spoke to you.)

He thanks his friend and sets off to search for you in the sea of already drunk university students. He’s anxious. He’s never been the type to have serious discussions about anything, really. He assumes that it stems from never seeing that in his own parents. They loved each other, yeah, but they never really talked about difficult topics with each other. Or, in front of him they didn’t.

Hyunjae thinks he might throw up when he finds you in the other room. Cha Eunwoo is still glued to your side, but he’s hardly paying attention to you, talking to his friends. You look bored, like you were waiting for something— or someone— to save you. This was his opportunity.

Your eyes widen when you see him heading straight for you, swallowing thickly. There wasn’t any route of escape so you were stuck having to deal with him. In all honesty, the hurt was still very fresh for you, and you weren’t sure you could handle talking to him yet.

“Can we please talk? I need to tell you something,” he yells over the loud music.

“Why should I listen to what you have to say?” Your tone is shaky, wavering slightly, but you’re grateful that he can’t hear it with how voluminous this party is.

“Y/N,” he pleads almost, eyes communicating what you needed to hear. “This is important.”

You concede, sneaking from Eunwoo and following Hyunjae blindly. You could be getting whisked away to your demise, but the former hardly even notices, too engrossed in whatever he was saying to his friends. You’re a bit apprehensive when Hyunjae takes you into his bedroom, biting your cheek when the memories of what you’ve done in here come flooding back to you.

“Okay, I don’t know how to put this into a coherent thought,” he turns his back to you.

“Can we just get this over with? You don’t want me, remember? I don’t even know why I’m giving you the time of day—“

“Of course I want you,” he exclaims, spinning around and pinching the bridge of his nose. “God, are you blind? It’s so obvious that I’ve wanted you for so long, Y/N. I’m just stupid and I fucked everything up, because I was scared that things would change and I’m afraid of change. That’s the reason why I have commitment problems. I don’t want to commit myself to something just for everything to change in the blink of an eye.”

You shut up after that, your heart skipping in your chest. This was what you wanted. You wanted a messy confession. Something that told you it wasn’t all in your head. That you weren’t making things up. That he felt the same way you did.

Your lips collide in a rough, desperate manner. Hyunjae’s never had a way with words, so kissing you with every ounce of longing in his being and holding you like you’d disappear any second was his outlet. This was how he could show you his true feelings. Your heart rate transitions from your pulse point to your ears, amplifying with each suck of your bottom lip between his teeth

You’ve done this so many times before, but it will never be the same as this one. No one could ever make you feel the way Lee Hyunjae does. It might be crazy, but it only took a month for you to realize that there will never be another for you. The conversations that trickled into early hours of the morning following going at it like jackrabbits were perfect to you. They weren’t ideal, but they were enough.

The two of you walk backwards until he’s sitting on the edge of his bed, your knees on either side of his lap. You cup his jaw in your hands, grinding down on him every time your lips move together. Hyunjae’s fingers dig into your sides and push up the material of your dress. He’s moving fast, rushed like you might decide you don’t want this and walk out of his room.

You can’t really blame him, your pace disorganized with only one goal in mind. Neither of you could be bothered with the foreplay, too needy and craving the touch of one another as quickly as possible. You part from him to pull off your dress, eyes fluttering shut when he starts leaving a trail of kisses down your stomach. He doesn’t want to waste time commenting on the fact that you were braless underneath so he busies himself with pecking the tops of your tits. Your fingers card through his hair with an extended sigh, noticing how long it’s gotten since you first met.

Hyunjae pushes his pants down his legs as you yank his shirt over his head, reconnecting your lips. He uses his ring and middle fingers to shove aside your underwear, discarding his own shortly after. Your mouth nips and bites your favorite places on his neck, ensuring you mark the surface so everyone knows who he belongs to. You were the one who acquired the key to Lee Hyunjae’s heart.

Your teeth sink into his skin the moment he slips inside of you, both of you moaning when he slides right into your cunt like he was meant to be there. You whine when he bottoms out, your sensitive clit bumping into his pelvic bone. You’re so warm and inviting, Hyunjae feels like he’s falling under a spell. Just being inside of you feels like a form of hypnosis. If it was up to him, he’d stay here forever, content to sit with his cock stuffed in you without interruption. But you both yearn for more than that.

He tightens his grip on your hips, bucking upwards into you and watching with heavy eyes as a whine spills from your lips. You look so fucked out despite him doing absolutely nothing to you yet. He thrusts up again experimentally, grinning when your upper half knocks into his.

“Feel good, baby?” He coos into your ear, nipping at the lobe and the area surrounding.

You nod with a whimper when his cock brushes that sweet spot deep inside your pussy. “Mhm, feels so— fuck, Jae, want it harder.”

“Anything for my pretty girl,” he smiles into your skin.

He increases the speed that he fucks into you, pinning down your hips so you can’t move and all you can do is take it. It’s like you can feel him in your abdomen, his cock plunging in you so far. You’d think after a month of fucking practically every day, you’d be used to his size by now. However, that was just not attainable. You don’t think you could ever get used to how big he was, how thick he was.

The force that he drives into you with is unmatched, miles apart from what he’s given you before. It’s like he wants to burn the shape of himself inside you, so you never forget that he’s the one making you feel like this. Nobody but Hyunjae can fuck you this well.

He moves you further up the bed, flattening his feet on the mattress and laying down so he can press deeper, a new angle that has your vision going blank. You don’t think twice about the volume of your cries, letting him know how good he’s giving it to you. You’re encouraging him, wanting him to get cockier so he can keep fucking you into oblivion. Your fingers grasp at the sheets beside his head for support.

Hyunjae’s nails impress crescent shapes into your waist, his mouth returning to your tits so he can leave his own marks all over your chest. It’s when your clit rubs against his lower stomach again that you let go, your orgasm crashing into like a train. It winds you, ripping your breath from your throat and stealing your oxygen. He’s close behind, the feeling of your walls clenching around him in rapid intervals triggering his own.

He fills you up nicely, both of you releasing guttural groans at the sight of his cum dripping out of you. You’re too exhausted to get up, collapsing on top of him. He doesn’t mind, more than happy to stay buried inside of you even if you didn’t do anything.

“So…” You start after a bit of silence, drawing unrecognizable shapes on his chest. “You’ve wanted me for so long, huh?”

“Shut up,” he laughs, eyes closed while he recuperates from using all of his energy on you. “This is still new for me.”

“I know, Mr. Emotionally Constipated And I Don’t Date ‘Cause I’m Going To Be A Big Fancy Hotshot Lawyer,” you tease, pecking his lips and then his nose. “I must be extremely special to be the one who changed your mind.”

“You’ll be the death of me, you know that right?” He shakes his head, brushing some of your hair from your face. You smile down at him with an unfamiliar fondness in your eyes.

“Why else do you think we’ve gotten this far?”

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[unique-high]

MASTERLIST | BLACK READER FICS

Loving you's a sweet, sweet symphony. That all of heaven and earth join to sing. My heart trembles at the sound. - Joy Oladokun

Geto

Dating Bada Lee Would Include

requested: clingy drunk bada

7 summers BADA LEE X BLK FEM READER

Namjoon x blk fem reader

2. Namjoon x blk fem reader

3. Namjoon x blk fem reader

Tonight We're Dancing |Idol Namjoon x Blk Fem Reader

Yoongi X Blk Male OC

In between the pages of you | YOONGI X BLK FEM READER

Jungkook x you

Soft As A Summer Night | Namjoon x Blk Fem reader

San & you are the main characters in the K-Drama, nevertheless.

This is how you fall in love intro chapter Mingi ff

Ateez x you songfic

Ateez San x blk fem reader

Ateez with their s/o

Ateez x blk fem reader imagine

Sunscreen | Mingi x Blk Fem Reader

Requested: ATEEZ x S/O sharing their food or drinks with them

BONNET | ATEEZ X BLK FEM READER

REQUESTED ATEEZ S/O YOUTUBE LIVE STREAMER

Plug Daughter | Ateez Hongjoong x Blk fem reader NSFW

This is how you fall in love Mingi x blk tomboy fem reader

ATEEZ MINGI YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN LOVE (DRABBLE)

Time Stamp RIIZE Wonbin X Blk Fem Reader

Keep Wanting You RIIZE ANTON X BLK FEM READER

Requested: Boyfriend Material | RIIZE SUNGCHAN X BLK FEM READER

(Requested) I could fall in love with you | RIIZE IDOL EUNSEOK X BLK FEM READER

5:46 pm | RIIZE WONBIN X BLK FEM READER

Requested Mark Lee X Black Fem Reader

MARK LEE X BLACK READER | HOME

NCT 127 X S/O WITH LOCS

Hanbin x Blk Fem OC

Stray Kids Imagine

Requested: Cha Eunwoo

DEAN WINCHESTER X BLK FEM READER

Somebody's problem Dean Winchester x Blk Fem Reader

[amen-to-tiddies]

REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!

⫘FULL FICS⫘

MARKIPLIER:

DUMB HIMBO MARK X MALE READER - (Top Mark X Bottom Reader) - (Fucking, Oral, Slight Body Worship, Ass Eating Devouring) DUMB HIMBO MARK X MALE READER PT.2 | VIBRATOR IN PUBLIC - (Top Mark X Bottom Reader) - (Vibrating butt plug, Multiple orgasms, Reader fucked dumb)

BIG MATTHEW:

TURNING THIS EMPTY LOCKER ROOM INTO A RODEO - (Power Dom-Bottom BM X Male Sub-Top Reader) - (Riding, Received Manhandling, Public space) TYING UP, TEASING, EDGING, AND OVERSTIMMING BM - (Bratty Sub BM X Pleasure Dom Reader) - (Edging, Musk/Scent play, humiliation, Vibrator torture)

BIG MATTHEW & SAN:

TROUBLE DOUBLE IN PARADISE - (Soft Dom Top SAN & Dom Top BM X Sub Reader) - (Use of the word Puppy, Blowjob, Heavy Makeout)

MINGI:

BET YOU'LL BRAKE - (Sub Bottom Mingi X Male Dom Top Reader) - (Mingi Getting Ruined™, Watching Porn Together)

JAEHYUN:

DICIPLINING THE BARRACKS BUNNY - (Bratty Bottom Jaehyun X Male Dom Top Reader) - (Hate sex/hatefucking, Rough/Hard sex, Face-fucking)

⫘HEADCANNONS⫘

SPICY BEDROOM HEADCANNONS | MINGI, BM, SAN AND JAY PARK - (Bottom Mingi x Top Reader) - (Power Top BM x Bottom Reader) - (Top San x Bottom Reader) - (Top Jay Park x Bottom Reader

FINDING YOUR USED UNDERWEAR | MINGI, BM, SAN AND JAY PARK - (Scent/Musk/Underwear Kink)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | JUNGKOOK - (Top Jungkook x Bottom Reader)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | ERIC (THE BOYZ) - (Sub Bottom Eric x Dom Top Reader)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | KIM MINGYU - (Ultimate Switch Mingyu x Switch Reader) - (Wrestling / Roughhousing / Fighting for control)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | MARK LEE (NCT) - (Dom Top Mark x Bottom Reader)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | JENO (NCT DREAM) - (Sub Top Jeno x Dom Bottom Reader) - (Bondage/Shibari)

SPICY HEADCANNONS + MINI BONUS FIC! | BANGCHAN - (Dom Top Bangchan x Bottom Reader) - (Heavy use of Armpit/Musk kink)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | JOHNNY (NCT 127) - (Top Johnny x Bottom Reader) - (Body worship)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | V (BTS) - (Dom Bottom V x Sub Top Reader) - (Riding)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | RM (BTS) - (Dom Top Rm x Sub Bottom Reader) - (Spanking, Degrading/Praise)

SPICY HEADCANNONS | Cha Eun-woo - (Sub bottom Eunwoo x Top Reader) - (Degrading, Rough)

⫘TWT P. LINKS⫘

BM X MALE READER TWITTER LINKS

⫘⫘⫘Q&A⫘⫘⫘

what kpop groups do u write for?

[nino-rox]

Since you did Eunwoo and Jungkook you should do Mingyu too so the ✨️97 trinity✨️ is complete and then maybe a smut with all three of them👀👨‍🍼👨‍🦽

Hello !

I hope you’re doing well.

That sounds like an amazing idea 🤭🫢 I’ll get started on the Mingyu fic right away!

And if you like it *enough*, tell me and then ill write the foursome 💁🏻

Thank You,

Lots of Love,

Nino.

[pandabunfics]

I Can Dream (Eunwoo x Male Reader)

Disclaimer: This is FICTION, so everything written is a work of fiction and not real, everything in this does not reflect on him as a person in real life.

Eunwoo x Male Reader

This ended up being slight trash but I still think it ended up being kind of cool.

“Babe would you mind grabbing me a drink when you go.” You ask as Eunwoo stands up readjusting his suit slightly, “Uh, sure, anything in particular?”

“Just something with a bit of sting please.”

“Sure.” Eunwoo pats your head just before walking towards the bar, not long after he leaves this man approaches you, almost like he was lying in wait for Eunwoo to leave, he becomes immediately chatty.

“Hey, come here often?”

“Weddings aren’t normally my preferred place to hang out, so no. But I was invited and I felt obligated.” You leaning on the table, the stranger takes a sea beside you.

“How do you know the bride? Or the groom?” The stranger rests his chin on his hand staring intently at you.

“Personal friends.”

“Me too, that’s a really nice suit, makes you look very handsome.” The stranger poked the knot of your tie, weird, but innocent enough.

“Oh thank you, my mother helped me pick it out.”

“That’s really cute. You’re cute.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After grabbing the drink for the both of you Eunwoo turns back to look for you and sees you standing and talking with someone, paying it no mind he approaches the table and places your drink in front you and sits in the chair beside you.

Not fully paying attention Eunwoo finally comes to realise the guy you’re talking with is clearly flirting, you generally aren’t aware of when this happens so you’re just being polite.

“How is someone so cute like you here alone?” He says leaning closer to you, Eunwoo takes a sip of his drink and turns around in his chair to face your general direction and scoots closer, “He isn’t alone.” Eunwoo says resting his chin on your shoulder staring daggers into the guy’s eyes.

“Hm. Well anyway I’m over at table 7, let me know if you’d rather someone more....appealing.” The guys spoke with clear passive aggression towards Eunwoo however not once looking at him. Eunwoo remained silent and mostly focussed on you. You reach up to cup face turning to him to give him a kiss on the cheek, “You don’t need to be so concerned when things like this happen.” You speak softly into Eunwoo’s ear, he lifts his head from your shoulder and moves closer again so that you’re sitting side by side, thighs pressed together.

“I know, I just worry because you don’t always notice when people flirt and sometimes they think you’re flirting back.” Eunwoo rests his hand on your thigh leaning on you a bit. “I appreciate your concern, can I say one thing though?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

“God these decorations are ugly.”

Eunwoo begins snickering at your comment leaning his against your shoulder and you laugh with him. Eunwoo eventually picks his head again and looks you in the eye, “Imagine if the next wedding we end up going to is ours.”

“I think that’d be nice....unrealistic, but nice.” You smile resting your head on Eunwoo’s and he giggles at your comment, “I can dream, can’t I? Eunwoo says pouting a little.

You pinch his cheek, “Of course you can, but only if it’s about me.” You laugh at him while he pulls your hand off of his face.

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[11:18 am] you peer into your new dorm room cautiously, nervous thoughts running through your head. you sighed - though you were unsure if it was one of relief - as you enter the room with your suitcase, carding your fingers through your fringe. you set your dufflebag beside the bunk bed. you take note of the bag on the lower bed and hum, figuring your new roommate was taking the lower bunk. you begin to climb the ladder, bag hanging from your shoulder as you struggle to balance yourself. it isn’t long before your efforts to get settled are foiled as your foot slips, throwing you backwards. you brace yourself for impact onto the wood floor but a pair of strong arms catch you. you open your eyes - when did you close them? - to see eunwoo standing behind you. “you okay?” he asks and you shyly nod, awkwardly moving away with a bit of red dusting your cheeks.

[kcake555]

Cha Eunwoo cake 🍰

astro

[daybreakx]

littered kisses

➱ requested. cha eunwoo x neutral reader, domestic au, ‘types of kisses’.

➱ wc: 341 words

➱ warnings: lower case intended, unedited.

a/n: thank you so much to the dear anon who requested this, I am so sorry this took so very long. I hope you enjoy it nevertheless!💗

days like this didn’t happen often. with either of you busy pretty much all the time, finding time to actually relax and spend time together without feeling the weight of your responsibilities on your shoulders, was a very rare occasion.

to find yourself in eunwoo’s arms, limbs tangled in weird yet somehow comfortable angles that the little space on the couch allowed while a movie you didn’t pay much mind to played on the background could be considered heaven.

“what are you doing?” you whisper softly as you feel him change positions, pulling your legs closer with his own.

the only response you get is a mumble as your boyfriend nuzzles your neck with his nose, causing a short giggle to burst out of you. running your hands through his dark hair, you turn slightly to finally pay attention to the movie, although is halfway over. it becomes a impossible task soon, though. as eunwoo’s lips find their way up your neck slowly and softly, he’s in no rush to get to your own mouth.

“you’re impossible to watch a movie with,” you chuckle, yet look down to meet his gaze. a small smile filled with fake innocence is plastered on his face. “impossible.”

“it’s not a very good movie anyway,” he shrugs, his hands come up to your face then and he brings you closer, placing a short kiss on your cheek, slowly moving to your jaw, skipping your mouth once again before kissing the other cheek. “plus, i like doing this better.”

you touch his face too, before he grabs you hand to kiss the palm, his eyes never leaving yours when he starts kissing each of your knuckles. it seems like he’s made it his mission for his lips to touch as many places as he can.

“yeah, i like this better, too.” your stomach is filled with butterflies, and they go wild once eunwoo finally kisses your lips, his own moving tenderly, like he’s got all the time in the world to worship you.

[sunrise-lou]

BF ! Jinjin x Masc ! Reader

"This Hair"