#choi soobin x black!reader

[danceyreagan]

Calling all Black Kpop fans! Im interested in some TXT x Black!Reader fics. Do your thang. Blast off. Tag and reblog with your favorite writers. Let give them the attention they deserve.

[tyuns-world]

⟢ Princess secrets ⟢

Paring: fem! Reader x guard! Kai x prince! Soobin

Genre: smut

Warnings: infidelity, slight coercion, degrading

Summary: You're trapped in an arranged marriage with a man you hardly know, so to regain some control, you seduce your night guard.

Wc: 2k

Your silk nightdress was hiked up, your hair messy, and the straps had slipped off your shoulders, exposing your breasts. You weren't supposed to be doing this—it was impure and improper. But your night guard was tall, strong, and irresistibly attractive, and you hated that you were arranged to marry tomorrow with no choice. You would never let your betrothed have your first time out of spite. Kai, your night guard, was overjoyed when you seduced him into your chambers. You wore the night dress your mother had gifted you for your upcoming wedding night. It was sexier than your usual one, leaving nothing to the imagination.

When you walked past your guard in it, he immediately blushed and asked where you were going this late at night, insisting that he accompany you since it wasn't safe or appropriate to be out at such an hour. You let out a sob story about a nightmare and how you were scared to be alone. You suggested he guard you from inside your room, making sure to feel his arm and mention how strong he looked. You knew this guard had a crush on you. He was meek and shy around you but stern and hard-shelled with anyone else. 

"Kai," you moan as he attaches his pretty lips to one of your hard nipples. He touches you gently, only brief caresses—a finger up your thigh, a soft kiss on your neck. He was as shy and inexperienced as you. He uses his thumb to rub your other nipple, making a string of breathy moans leave your lips. He was hell-bent on giving you all the pleasure, and you were perfectly fine with that.

"You're so good for me," you say, looking at the boy. He was so easy to excite, so controllable. "I'll always be good for you, Princess," he looks up at you, dazed and cute. You let him know, "You're so cute. How long have you wanted this? Hmm? I bet you heard me every night I touched myself." You tease the brown-haired boy. "I wished I could come in and help you. You always moan with so much need," he admits, his voice a low whisper, as he starts rubbing his fingers between your folds.

"Now you have the chance," you smirk, your eyes gleaming with mischief. That gave him a boost of confidence, and he kisses you passionately, his lips firm yet tender against yours. He lines himself up with your entrance and gently pushes inside. You arch your back, covering your mouth with your hand to stifle a loud moan. "I wanna hear your pretty noises, please," he begs softly, lifting your hand off your mouth. You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing his jaw. He lets out a soft groan, slowly starting to thrust inside you. Your body, always super sensitive, responds to his every touch, becoming wetter with the slightest caress.

Kai feels amazing inside you, filling you up in a way you've never experienced before. As he moves within you, you can feel every inch, every sensation, heightening your pleasure. His slow, deliberate thrusts send waves of ecstasy through your body. You dig your nails into his shoulders, your breath hitching with each movement. "Are you sure this is your first time?" you jest. Kai snaps his hips a bit more forcefully in response.

"I've only thought of you, and I've only wanted you," he admits, kissing your neck and thrusting faster. "You're such a good boy," you whisper, tugging on his hair lightly, eliciting a moan from him. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. Your body feels heavenly, your moans growing more and more needy.

"So pretty, such pretty moans. You're so beautiful," he whimpers in your ear. The feeling of him inside you grows more and more overwhelming. He lifts his head, forehead brimming with sweat, looking at you with such adoration and desire. "More," you needily demand, and the boy follows your order, thrusting harder, deeper, more urgently. Kai's rhythm becomes more erratic, his breathing heavier. You can tell he's close, and so are you. You pull him down, whispering in his ear, "Finish in me."

That sends him over the edge. He starts groaning your name, more and more, until he orgasms inside you. He keeps thrusting, riding out his orgasm, the sensations pushing you to finish with him inside you. He slows down to a stop, then softly pulls out of you.

Panting, he crawls out of the bed. "I should get back to my post. Morning will come soon," he says. "I guess it's time for reality again," you complain, standing up and fixing your clothing. "Send the maids in to change these sheets," you order, your tone firm but soft.

"Yes, Princess," he replies, quickly getting back into his uniform. Before he leaves, he gives you a fiery kiss, his lips lingering on yours. "Don't forget about me," he says, his eyes burning with intensity. "This wont be the last time" you reply. He smiles, then slips out of your room. 

The next morning, your maids diligently prepare you for your wedding. Once your curly hair was properly pinned and you were properly adorned with jewels and fluff, you are escorted to your ceremony. It all passes in a blur—the empty vows, the ring exchange, the crowns, changing into a second dress, and of course, the long dinner filled with fake smiles and forced laughter. When it is finally bedtime, you are ecstatic for some alone time, especially with your favorite guard. But just as you reach your room, your husband Soobin grabs your hand before you can escape. "You bed with me now, remember," he whispers in your ear, guiding you to your new shared room.

You are surprised at how fast the staff worked; all of your belongings are already here. You let out a slight scoff. A knock comes at the door, and your 'husband' grins, as if knowing exactly who the guest is. He opens the door, and to your surprise, it's your night guard, Kai.

He looks nervous, slightly fiddling with his uniform. "Sit," your husband commands, pulling out a chair from the desk and practically forcing Kai down into it. "You see, last night I was hoping to sneak my soon to be wife out to the garden for a romantic stroll, but it seems she was a little busy. All I heard was her moaning 'Kai,'" Soobin says, his voice dripping with malice. You tense up, facing away from your husband. "I know nothing of that," you lie, moving towards the wardrobe and grabbing a nightgown. Your husband walks up behind you, the heat of his body and his breath on your neck sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, so you don't want to admit that your loose?" he chuckles darkly.

"I should get to my post," Kai starts to stand up. "Sit down, that's an order," your husband demands coldly. You turn to face him. "Leave Kai out of this. I seduced him," you beg."Oh, I know," he smirks. "Let's get ready for bed," he continues, softly helping you out of your dress. Once you are down to your slip, he stops. "At least he didn't mark you, dear," Soobin says, gently kissing down your neck. You feel inclined to stop him, you should stop him, but the kisses made you wet. "Soobi—" you start to say.

"It's Your Majesty, my lovely wife," he interrupts. "Your Majesty, I don't think we should do this in front of the guard," you say, your voice trembling. "Oh? You were the one who invited him into our bed. So now he must watch," Soobin replies, pulling you closer and kissing you softly but more demandingly than Kai's kisses. It leaves you breathless. you were panting looking up at him he was taller than kai, with dark hair, and more demanding energy. "I don't understand," you softly say. "We have to consummate our marriage, remember?" he replies, slipping one of your straps off your shoulder. "It's customary. Unless you don't want to, you're free to reject me. I won't force you." He stops all his movement but stays in front of you. He was right; it was customary, and you bet there are maids and staff 'dropping' something in front of this door, hoping to hear something.

You didn't hate him, just the fact that you didn't have a choice in the marriage. He was handsome and obviously knew what he was doing in the sexual department. So you pull him into a kiss. It was hesitant on your end but passionate on your husband's. "So, did you enjoy bedding the guard?" he asks when you part. You open and close your mouth, unsure how to answer. He doesn't seem to mind, attaching his lips to your neck once more, trailing kisses down. "Did you have your fun?" he says more coldly, sucking harshly on your collarbone. You let out a gasp of pleasure. "She doesn't like it rough," Kai pipes up, reminding you he was still there.

"Hmm, I think I'll let my wife decide that," Soobin retorts, spinning you around so you're facing Kai with Soobin behind you.

Soobin presses his hardness against your ass. You almost rub yourself against him at the touch, but he pulls back slightly, leaving a trail of love marks down your neck. You whine, your hips instinctively moving against him. Kai's eyes were focused on you, observing your reactions with his own evident arousal. You couldn't help but compare the two men as Soobin ran his hands all over you. His touch was possessive and confident, in stark contrast to Kai's soft and affectionate caresses.

"Do you want this, my lovely wife? Do you want me to show you what it means to be mine?" Soobin's voice was commanding, sending shivers down your spine. "Want me to fuck you properly?" he adds, glancing briefly at Kai. You give a slow nod. Soobin wastes no time; he drops your dress off your body and guides you to the bed, sitting you down gently. He strips his own clothes off and stands before you. "Suck," he demands, tangling his fingers in your hair. 

You look up at him, hesitatingly grabbing his hard member and obediently taking him into your mouth. He tightens his grip on your hair, guiding your movements as you taste him; his cock is warm and slightly salty. He smirks at the sight, clearly enjoying his control over you. "See, she doesn't need a soft touch. Tramps need to be commanded," he asserts, forcing more of his cock into your mouth. Tears well up in your eyes as you struggle not to gag around him. You're torn; you enjoyed Kai's delicate touch and praise, but Soobin's commanding possessiveness also ignites a heat between your legs.

When he feels himself close to the edge, Soobin pulls you off his dick and lays you down on the bed. He reaches between your legs, rubbing your clit roughly. "See how wet she is," he announces, showing Kai his fingers wet with your slick. Kai crosses his arms, scoffing. "Yeah, but whose name did she moan all last night? She's yet to say yours," he spits out. Soobin retaliates against you, pulling you into a harsh, hungry kiss. With sudden urgency, he enters you, and you moan into his lips. His thrusts are confident, hitting your spot immediately. You know this isn't his first time. "You call me loose, but you seem experienced," you muse breathlessly.

"I didn't sleep with anyone the night before I was meant to be wed," he retorts, fucking you harder, grabbing your breasts and flicking your nipple. You gasp at the sensation, gripping the sheets underneath you. Soobin's pace is relentless, each thrust deeper and harder. The room is filled with your moans, the overwhelming pleasure taking over. You glance over at Kai; his gaze is unwavering, and you want to explain to him why you're so overwhelmed and reassure him that he felt great too. But your husband grabs your face, forcing you to make eye contact with him. His eyes are dark and angry. "Still thinking about him as I fuck you, hmm? Was he that good? Was he better?" You try to respond, but Soobin's forceful grip on your face silences you. His eyes bore into yours, demanding your complete attention.

"I asked you a question," he growls, his voice low and intense. His other hand trails down your body, teasingly tracing the curve of your hip before gripping it firmly. You moan at his touch, and he seems pleased, loosening his grip on your face. His hands roam over your body possessively, claiming you in every way possible. Each thrust drives you closer to the edge, the tension building to an unbearable peak. You climax around him, crying out his name. He drops his head to your shoulder, his thrusts becoming sloppier. "Mine," he chants repeatedly, his voice hoarse with desire as he paints your walls with his release.

You were both breathless and spent. Your husband pulls out, smirking as he stands up and saunters over to Kai. He stands behind the chair. "Strip," he tells Kai. "Excuse me?" Kai looks up at him incredulously. "You want my wife, right?" he smirks at Kai. Kai hesitantly stands and takes off his guard uniform. Your husband calls you over. "On your knees," he orders you, and pushes Kai back into his seat. You kneel in front of your guard, looking up at him with uncertain eyes. Soobin moves behind you.

"Go on, sweetheart, you know what to do," he pets your head. You lick up Kai's dick, causing him to groan at the contact. "Don't tease the poor boy," your husband says, as you fully take Kai's dick into your mouth. "So pretty," is all that comes out of Kai's lips. You look up at him, making eye contact. You suck harder, making him throw his head back in pleasure. Kai starts unconsciously thrusting into your mouth. "Good girl," Soobin praises, his voice low and commanding. "Make him feel good." Kai is whimpering in the chair, hips moving on their own. You obey, your tongue swirling around Kai's length, eliciting more moans from him. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the pleasure you're giving him. Meanwhile, Soobin's touch on your back sends tingles of excitement through your body. 

"Take it all," Soobin whispers huskily in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Show him how much you want it." Encouraged by Soobin's words, you take Kai deeper, sucking and licking with increasing intensity. Kai's grip on the chair tightens, his hips lifting involuntarily as he nears his climax. With a final, desperate groan, Kai releases into your mouth, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. You swallow, tasting him fully, as Soobin watches with approval.

[vhyunjinverse]

PRINCE !

choi soobin x black!f reader || (18+) || reblogs would be appreciated!

somewhat like Bridgerton if that helps !

warnings: semi-public fucking, prince!soobin, tears, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

“Have you seen him? He looks like he’s never even felt the touch of a woman!” Came a voice from afar. A group of young ladies gathered like others in the ball room.

A chuckle in your ear

“He’s a beautiful one- the prince- no matter how…much he talks about random things. I mean really, who cares about the flowers outside? He sat there for ages telling me about the soil and whatnot!”

“There wasn’t a thought behind her eyes.”

“My mother wants him to court me, I’m doing my best. I’d make a great queen! The prince looks lost most of the time anyways..if I play my cards right, I could get him to fall in love with me.”

“That’s impossible.”

Idiots. All of them. None of them really knew the prince because they had one goal in mind: to be courted by the prince.

Another group of ladies talked differently about him. Calling him intelligent, some who actually took time to know him. Though, it still did not matter, because they wanted him all the same.

“Do you hear that..” breath fanning against your face. Your eyes blurry, barely focused on the sight in front of you. A chuckle from behind you, chin resting on your shoulder. “Can you hear that nonsense they speak of?”

“Y..es…” You gasp, eyes shutting briefly before opening again to the sight. You could hear everything. “They don’t know what they’re talking about. They all want me in some way that i can’t see myself being in. It’s difficult..being a prince-“ He shudders, “-so much to do, so many people to talk too. Yeonjun hyung said that it’s not as bad as being a knight, did you know that they have to train-

“Soobin.” You suck in a breath, hand curling into his. His movements stopping, cock twitching inside of you. “Are you really going to talk about that..now of all times?”

“No- ..no, of course not.” He blushes, lips brushing your bare shoulders. His thumb rubs over your swollen nipple, where his mouth sucked on just moments before. You felt sensitive everywhere, his touch like fire. It wasn’t everyday just anyone was with the prince like this..having sex without being married- the Prince, of all people. “Shit..” he whines.

The thought made your pussy throb, his cock twitching in response. He fucked you in a private hall used mostly by servants to enter and exit rooms. They weren’t known to anyone outside of those intended to use it, and boy..did he use them.

In public, you were another girl to court. Not just any girl, though. You were special, to Soobin that is. When he first laid eyes on you last season his breath had been taken away in an instant. Your dark curly hair, brown eyes. Your curves in the fitting light dress you sported, jewelry placed beautifully, everything about you was perfect. He wanted you. He was a nervous thing though, only watching you from afar..by the time he talked to you, the season was over. But that didn’t stop him from being first of everything for you, and vise versa.

“Feel so good..” He groans into your ear, tugging at your nipple while he fucked you from behind. And no one suspected a thing, no one hearing your small whimpers and whines while being fucked by the future king. His other hand held your dress, rolled up at your hips. Loud smacking sounds from your bodies connecting. “so good..”

His mouth fell open, head tilting back. Your hips rolling, his thrusts getting harder. Now, there were questions as to where the Prince was. It was strange for the man who looked lost all the time to actually be lost.

“S-Soobin…” You whine, feeling that familiar warmth in your stomach. Your cunt throbbed around his length, thrusts sloppier and so much harder. He was close. “Fuck!” Your fingers reach back for him, hand on his stomach- anything to steady yourself.

“What will they say when they find out about this hm? F..Fucking in the secret passages. They don’t even know i’m courting you this season cause i’m too busy being inside of you to show them-“ He groans lowly, your legs shaking. Gushing slick trailed down your thighs. A smack to your ass sent you back to reality. Courting-

“m’gonna cum!” you squeal, his hand covering your mouth as a low groan slipped from his. Together you both stilled your movements. Biting his lip to hold back his moans while his hand covered yours. That didn’t stop your teary eyes from overflowing. Pleasure shooting through your body, feeling his seed fill you.

By the time you both return to the dance floor, everyone knew the Prince chose you. The moment he grabs your hand, his flustered smile. While you danced together…by the time Soobin asked you for your hand, the seed was already planted inside of you. You said yes, of course, Princess.

[iknowyuu]

I saw your requests are open. Can I please request Soobin and a black fem(she/her) reader? Maybe them just being cute and him introducing her to Odi?

soobin x gender neutral! black! reader

↝ wc: 589

note: super late!!! hope u enjoy anyway!!

content: black reader obv, blonde soobin my fave, neck kisses, odi <3

♡

- dating soobin is literally just fluff - all the time!!!! - whenever your together he always has to have his hands on you - arm over you shoulder, - around your waist, - a hand on your knee or thigh, - WHATEVER!!! he just wants to touch you, ok? :( - he often stares at you and just admires your hair - he has so many questions bro. - how do you get your curls looking like that? - why don't you wash your hair as often as he does? - how do you get your braids/cornrows/locs to stay and not unravel? - he's so curious but he's scared of offending you so he doesn't ask for a while - not until late one night, on a washday that you started a liiittle too late - he decides to just ask, deciding that if he does offend you at least he knows not to ask anymore

the blonde boy walks into the bathroom, stopping midway into the door to observe you combing your hair. "y/n?" you glance at him, "yes, babe?" you respond, not stopping your ministrations on your last section of hair. "what are you putting on your hair?" you stop applying the conditioner and smile at him. your ex didn't really care about your natural hair business, so this was a shock.. as well as a nice change of pace. "it's leave in conditioner. why?" "nothing. im just curious." he watches as you comb it through, twisting it then wrapping it around itself into a little ball on your head. he's so fascinated he doesn't realize he's been watching for ten minutes, till you finish up.

- that moment opened up a gateway for him LMFAO - all of a sudden he's randomly asking you things like "what's your hair type? 3 or 4? and what letter?" "do you use coconut oil or castor oil? both?" "is the inside of your nightcap silk?" - now where tf did he get the info to even conjure up these questions?? - and then you catch him watching braiding tutorials 💀 - yeah, checks out. - no but it makes you feel so giddy that he's so interested!!!!! - he's not really a big fan of pda, - but he doesn't mind hand holding and hugs (which still make him super shy..) - he also introduced you to odi :( <3 - AND HE ONLY DOES THAT WITH PEOPLE HE TRUSTS

he placed his hand on the cage lock, opening the door and scooping the small hedgehog into his hands. “here,” he says, “open your hands.”

you cup your palms, following soobin’s example. you watch as he gently places odi into your hands, the little hedgehog turning around to stare at you with beady eyes- it's at that moment your heart melted.

as you looked at the little creature in your hands, adoration shining brightly in your eyes as you gently petted him. the same could be said for soobin; he looked at you as if you were the one who'd gotten him odi in the first place.

- he thinks you're the cutest, most precious thing in the world! - whenever he wakes up in the mornings and looks at you, - scarf wrapped around your head/nightcap on/curls out, whichever it is, his reaction is always the same - cuddling even closer to you and burying his face in your neck - if he's feeling bold.. little kisses too - yea, he's so in love with you 😭

[snwusberry]

🎄✨ CHRISTMAS 2024: DECEMBER 5th

pairing: soobin x black reader

genre: fluff

warning(s): food and drink

wc: 1351

IT'S ONLY FITTING TO POST THIS ON HIS BIRTHDAY, RIGHT? (don't look at the time)

reader pov

soobin and i walk hand in hand as we wander through the gorgeous holiday market. the scenery is just breathtaking, with twinkling lights hanging above the stalls, and cheerful chatter surrounding us as people browse through everything.

“where do we even start?” soobin asks, his eyes already scanning the stalls. he's clearly interested but he still looks to me to make the call.

“hot chocolate?” i suggest and he instantly nods and nudges me towards the stand that sells all kinds of warm drinks.

the smell of cinnamon takes ober my senses once we arrive in front of the stall which makes me feel nostalgic, remembering how the house used to smell during the winter back at home.

"hi, what can i get for yoy two?" the man asks with a friendly smile spread across his face.

"uhh....” soobin trails off, and i watch as he scans the menu with serious concentration, as if debating his entire life over marshmallows or whipped cream.

“what are you gonna get?” he asks me, leaning in with a teasing smile.

“not sure yet. i'll probably regret my choice in about five minutes, knowing me.”

“well, lucky for you, i’m here to help you pick again when that happens.”

i roll my eyes but can’t help smiling, feeling the warmth spread through me despite the cold.

"can i get one hot chocolate with extra whipped cream, and a peppermint cocoa?" he asks as politely as ever and the man nods, telling our order to the person preparing the drinks. he tells us our total and before soobin can even think of paying, i beat him to it. he never let's me pay but it's his special day after all.

after a short wait, we get our drinks, head further into the market.

"baby, look." i say, pointing to someone dressed as the grinch, obviously here for the kids but, oh well. "we have to take a picture!"

"are you sure? i mean is it necessary?"

"of course. come." i practically drag him all the way to the small group that was formed and wait for tye kiddies to have their chance before its our turn.

"smile." i say to soobin, holding my phone out to take a picture. he puts on the fakes smile ove ever seen on him, which makes me lower my phone. "come on, smile babe. here can you please take a picture of us?" turn and ask another person who's nearby and, thank goodness they agree.

i make my way into the frame and start posing for the picture and the grinch is even posing with me. naturally, soobin gets more comfortable and i see that gorgeous dimpled smile on his face as he joins in.

"thank you." i say to both the person taking the picture and the person in the costume and we walk off.

"you're insane." soobin comments as we walk to a more quiet side of the market.

"that's what yiu love about me."

"you're absolutely right." he says, pulling me into him. "what else do you have in planned for us?" he asks, taking a sip from his cup.

"wreaths." i say, smiling up at him like an idiot.

"wreaths?"

"there's a diy area. we can make wreaths."

"okay, let's go."

we walk together to the tent where we'll be making the wreaths.

it smells like fresh pine and cinnamon as we step inside the cozy workshop the fairy lights above cast a soft golden glow, and the chatter of other people buzzes in the air. i tug on soobin's hand, leading him to an open spot at one of the long wooden tables.

"alright, babe, let's make the best wreath this place has ever seen." he says enthusiastically and laugh, grabbing the pre-cut wreath frame and a pile of branches.

"you're and really into this, huh?"

"are you kidding? this seems fun. it's eben better because i'm here with you." he says, leaning closer and i roll my eyes playfully and start weaving the branches into the frame.

soobin is already chatting up the older woman beside him, asking her about the best technique to make the wreath look “fluffy and symmetrical.”

"do you think it’s better to start with the bigger branches or the smaller ones?" he asks her.

"bigger ones first, of course. gives it a solid base." she says with a chuckle to which he turns back to me with a triumphant grin.

"did you hear that? bigger branches first. we're going to dominate this."

"babe, this isn’t a competition." i remind him, though i’m grinning too.

"everything's a competition." he quips, but his hands are careful and precise as he works. he's busy muttering to himself, narrating his every move like he’s hosting a craft show. "okay, we’re going to tuck this little guy in here… snip that bit off… oh yeah, that’s looking good. what do you think, babe?"

i glance at his wreath and burst out laughing. it's an explosion of greens, holly, and ribbons. it's a little chaotic but full of charm.

"it's very you." i comment wholeheartedly and he smiles widely.

"thank you," he says, pretending to bow. "yours is beautiful, by the way. elegant. refined. we balance each other out."

"why thank you."

as the workshop goes on, we exchange tips and tease each other, adding pinecones, bows, and even a tiny snowman figurine he insists gives his wreath character. by the time we’re done, our hands are sticky with glue, and we’re both grinning like fools.

"not bad for our first time, huh?" soobin w says, holding his creation up proudly.

"not bad at all." i agree, leaning in to admire his work and sneak a quick kiss. the scent of pine lingers in the air as we step outside with our wreaths in paper bags.

the next few hours blur into a whirlwind of christmas magic, soobin's enthusiasm carrying us from one activity to the next.

we move to the gingerbread decorating station. soobin dives in headfirst, piping on icing with surprising skill. his gingerbread man ends up looking almost perfect. mine? it's a simple design, if you can even call it that, but he insists it has classic charm.

next, we wander into the ornament painting tent where he spends way too much time on a snowflake ornament, detailing every line with glittery silver paint. i barely even concentrate on mine because i'm too busy watching my lovely boyfriend the entire time. his enthusiasm is like a breath of fresh air and its so addicting to watch. i end up adding our initials and the year in gold on my little ornament. when i show him, his face softens.

“that's definitely going on the tree.” he says, holding it up like it’s something precious.

the choir singing carols by the big christmas tree draws us in. we stop for a moment, hands entwined, listening to the harmonies fill the crisp night air. i belt out the last line of "o holy night", a little off-key but unapologetically loud.

i turn to soobin who gives be one of his signature stares and i stick my tongue outbat him.

“oh please, you love me anyway.” i say with a shrug, and he laugh because i'm absolutely right.

we end our night at the carousel. we pick the sleigh seat instead of the horses, sitting side by side as the music plays and the world blurs into a whirl of lights and laughter. his arm is around me, his breath warm against my cheek as he whispers.“this is the best birthday ever. thank you so much babe.” he whispers with his arm around me.

"no need to thank me babe, i'd do this all over again for you. see you turn into a child again." i tell him and he smiles at me, leaning in to press a kiss on my lips. "happy birthday babe."

by the time we leave, my cheeks ache from smiling, my hands are full of crafts and treats, and my heart feels fuller than it has in ages.

[fairly-fairy-shampoo]

“ In Every Universe ”

🌙Summary: Everything about your situationship with Yeonjun seemed perfect. There were no rules, no romantic feelings, and you stayed friends. But when jealousy leads to a falling out between the two of you, Yeonjun is forced to look inward and reevaluate his feeling for you as well was what kind of relationship he wants with you. The question is, are his feeling more powerful then fate?

genre: NSFW, FLUFF, ANGST

pairing: yeonjun × fem!reader × Soobin

Warnings: talks of sex and possibly Virginity

Chapter 5

“I…um I really appreciate you meeting me here.” You and Soobin sat next to each other a small distance apart. Your crossbody bag being the only thing separating you.

“Yeah of course, no problem.” He gave a soft smile, meeting your eyes for a second and then looked away at something, anything probably. This was more awkward than you anticipated. It's not that you haven't met Soobin before. You've interacted with him plenty of times. But you would mostly have small conversions in passing at the dorms. Or at an event. Now that you think of it, the two states he’s seen you in are drastically different from one another. On the one hand, in a professional setting, your hair done up perfectly, dresses and outfits chosen for you by a stylist whether you like them or not, make-up done meticulously. Compared to you at the dorms in casual clothes, casual hair and make-up. Or on the off chance you pass each in the wee hours of the morning. Him with bed head and glasses and you in one of Yeonjun’s shirts and no pants, skin flushed and sweaty with fresh bruises and hickeys adorning your skin, depending on the direction the night took you. Now looking back, it's a bit embarrassing he saw you in such a state. Not to mention the times he’d probably heard you! Even going as far to tell you two to keep it down! The embarrassing memories come flooding back and you release a slight gasp in real time, catching his attention as your hands fly and cover your mouth. His head whips around to look at you.

“Oh did you say something?” He said voice was a bit muffled with the black mask covering his face.

“Huh.. oh no i was just …breathing.” he nodded his head. It was so evident he was hoping you'd speak first. But with thoughts bouncing around your mind you don't know if you could face him without blushing and feeling uncomfortable. Like Jesus, were you really so comfortable and oblivious to the way you pranced around that dorm with the knowledge that other people live there? Other MEN no less. And how uncomfortable you probably made them. Should you apologize or would that be–

“So do you like this park?” Soobin finally asked not to face you directly. You blanked for a moment, and turned to look at him, shocked that he started up the conversation. His eyes avoided looking at you.

“Yeah. It's my favorite one… the way the trees are set up with the playground it just reminds me so much of home. Plus the leaves changing makes it even better. I don't love the cold but if it means I can sit here and see the leaves change I'm happy, ya know.” You turned to see he was already looking at you, listening attentively. “I'm really sorry for asking you here. You’re so busy and you took time to meet up with me and– If I'm being honest I don't even know what to ask or where to start. I think I am just.” you inhale deeply through your nose. “I just want to know what he's thinking and what's going through his mind. Because you think you know someone but then you fight and it feels like all the words you want to say are unproductive, and petty, and hurtful. And suddenly the person you trusted most is just… I don't know. Not them anymore.” You exhale again seeing Soobin listening in your peripheral. You straighten up to speak again. “And yeah here we are. Sitting in a park I’ve selfishly asked you to meet me at for some hope to better understand a relationship that was kinda doomed from the start I'm realizing…” there's a small moment of silence between you like words are just hanging there.

“You know he really does care for you. He’s said so many times. Whether that was in a friendship way or more then… I mean I've never had– or I guess I should say been with someone in that way.” Your head quickly turns to his, eyes wide at the admission of him possibly being a virgin. The words don't hit right away but when they sink his eyes go big– finally full facing you, waving his largest hands in such a cute way it makes you giggle a bit.

“NO NO NO I only meant that I've never liked... I haven’t ever had a girlfriend… I had… Or I mean I– I’ve been like with like– I'm not like, you know I–” It was pretty adorable seeing this 6’1 man panic like this. Trying your hardest to hold back a chuckle.

“Soobin it's fine you don't have to explain yourself. I believe you.” You chuckle a little more. “I mean, you're the leader of a famous Boy Group. You're tall and handsome. You probably have people falling at your feet.” Your laughter starts to die out as you think back to what he said. Meanwhile Soobin’s neck and ears are red. He’s barely focused both from the embarrassment and the compliments “But that's just it we weren’t dating. We're just sleeping together… and I thought he had an understanding about that and then he blows up at me getting all jealous and possessive. And if it had been me doing something like that… and the things we said to each other… and the way he reacted…” You both jump at the feeling of a phone ringing.

Soobin quickly realized it was his and rushed to find it.

“I'm so sorry I just gotta take this.”

“No, of course.” he stood up and walked a few steps aways. After a minute or two he came back.

“I'm so sorry, I have to go, I didn't even realize the time.” he started to collect his stuff and you stood up as well.

“No, no it's fine, I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time.” he stopped rummaging around and turned to look at you.

“You really didn’t and I think we should meet again and talk. This will give me time to think and stuff… I– I really do want to help if I can.” he gave a soft smile.

~Previous- Master list -Next ~

[izzyy-stuff]

𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐃 - 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍

choi soobin x afab!reader

summary: After you found out the smarty-pants in your class was in love with you you thought it would be fun to play around with him a bit, but things take a wrong turn when he is the only one you can text when you are horny and he doesn't hesitate and runs to you, making you feel better than any of your ex boyfriends could.

words count: 3.9k

warnings: smut content, she/her pronouns used twice (in the texting part) sorry 🙏, oral, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex (don't!!), cum eating, gentle sex, squiting, idk tbh

You glanced to your side, watching the black-haired boy on the other side of the classroom as he wrote down some notes. If you were to be honest, you weren’t paying any attention to what the teacher was saying, so you had no idea what he was writing down either. But it didn't matter anyway, you knew he would let you copy his notes later. 

It was one of the perks of having the class’s smarty-pants be in love with you. You chuckled when you saw him look your way too, smiling at him before you turned away again. 

“What's going on there?” The black-haired girl next to you asked, her eyebrow raised as she pointed at the male on the other side of the class. “Why do you two keep stealing glances at each other?” 

“You know Yeonjun, right?” You asked, watching as the girl next to you nodded. “Who doesn't,” your best friend scoffed. “What does he have to do with anything?” 

“Well, he is the one that told me last week our little nerdy here has a crush on me. It all makes sense now if you think about it. I couldn't wrap my head around why he would always send me the lesson notes when I asked for them but not to others. I told Ryan he could ask Soob because I thought he wouldn't have any problems with it, but it turns out he only sent them to me to get me to like him, or something,” You explained, watching as your best friend laughed quietly. 

“It's kind of cute though that he does that.” 

“But I don't want ‘cute’ anymore,” you rolled your eyes. “I want someone who can actually make me cum and not just stare at me questioning why I wouldn't finish as if he even tried.” 

“Okay, I know the last boy was a fail as fuck, literally, but who knows,” the black-haired girl shrugged. “You want to tell me you think he of all people could make me cum?” You scoffed. “Please, he probably hasn't fucked a girl in his life.” 

You said that, but God, you had no idea what was coming your way. 

“Who are we gossiping about?” You turned as you heard the male’s voice, scoffing at how needy he was for the tea. “No one,” you shook your head. “Your rival,” your best friend grinned, answering instead when you didn’t do so. The blond boy scoffed, looking at the black-haired boy. “Oh yeah, I am so sure he didn’t fuck a girl - or anyone else - in his life,” he agreed. 

“I am pretty sure I’ve been with a girl more times than he has,” Ryan next to him nodded, joining their conversation. “Kinda crazy,” you commented, laughing. Before you could say anything else, you were stopped by the teacher hitting the board with his hand, making you look his way. “As I was saying,” he started his speech again, giving you a warning look before he turned around, facing the board again so he could write down a few things. 

Your head fell on the table soon after out of boredom, and before you could even start paying attention to what the teacher was talking about, the bell rang, announcing the end of the lesson. 

“Okay, guys, who is coming with me to grab lunch?” Your best friend turned towards you and the two boys behind you. “I am passing,” you mumbled immediately, not even fully sitting up and simply turning your head towards her. “I am going,” Ryan proclaimed, already standing up from his place, the blond following him right after. 

“Okay, I see you guys later, then,” you smiled at them, waving them off as they left the classroom. You knew you should get up too and move to your next class, but you were starting to feel unwell, and the thought of getting up sounded terrible. You sighed, closing your eyes for a few seconds. You knew this classroom was empty for another hour or so anyway. 

“Hey, are you alright?” You opened your eyes again upon hearing the soft voice and feeling the tap on your shoulder, blinking a few times to make your eyes focus again. “Mhm, sure I am,” you mumbled, sitting up straight as you looked around. The class was empty by now, only the two of you were left there. “Why? Were you worried about me?” You chuckled, teasing him. Suddenly, it was as if your headache completely disappeared when you saw the nervous look on his face. “Relax, I am joking,” you shook your head, but couldn’t hide your smile. 

“I don’t want to annoy you,” you started, slowly packing your stuff as he stood beside you, waiting like a puppy. “But do you think you could give me today’s notes, Soob?” 

“You-” he gulped, trying to ignore the nickname. There was simply something about you calling him Soob. “I don’t want it for free though. You could consider it as me owing you one and helping you when you’d need it?” You suggested as you stood up, grabbing your now packed bag. “Uhm, sure,” he nodded, not even paying full attention to what you were saying. 

“I’ll text you tonight about the notes then,” you beamed happily, looking like a completely different person as you placed your hand on his arm as a sign of thank you. You were devastated minutes ago, but whoever would see you now wouldn’t believe him if he told them so. Soobin wasn’t sure why, but he was glad you looked fine again. 

Soobin threw his bag on the side of his room, jumping into his bed immediately after the long day. He laid down on his back, simply staring at the ceiling of his room. He reached into his pocket for his phone, seeing two unread messages from his best friend. He opened his phone, staring at the two texts. “Look at Instagram” “Thank me later” There wasn’t much for him to question. Even though to many it might seem confusing, he knew exactly whose Instagram he should check. There was only one person that the two of them talked about together after all. 

The black-haired male clicked on the icon, waiting for the story to load for a second. Then his eyes widened at the sight. It was a picture of you, but not just any picture. He sat up immediately, looking properly at your body. You were wearing a white top, cropped slightly above your waist. He couldn’t help but notice you weren't wearing a bra underneath, your nipples showing through the fabric. Then he saw the black miniskirt, that you definitely pulled higher than you should. He gulped, remembering how you touched his arm earlier today, your fingers brushing on his skin as your hair fell in front of your face. 

He whined silently as he felt his boxers becoming tighter the more he stared at the picture, your body curves exposed for anyone to see. He shared the story with Yeonjun, his best friend, and immediately texted him how good you looked. 

Only, did he not know it wasn’t Yeonjun he shared the story to.  

Soobin stared at the messages, screaming as he turned his phone off faster than ever before. He couldn’t believe it. He just told you he needed you. There wasn’t anything worse that could be happening at the moment. Not to mention the image of your body was still stuck in his head, making him hard. 

He stared at the messages again, his heart fighting with his brain at that moment. He didn’t want to make you do anything, he felt like it would be too forced, even though you were the one suggesting it. But a part of him knew this was his only chance. There was no way he could get you differently. He knew about your dating history, so he also knew you had never been with anyone like him. It was always the boys like Yeonjun, who just understood how to talk to girls properly, how to make them fall for them. But he wasn’t like that, he had no idea what he was doing. 

And just like that, he was in front of your place, rethinking his decisions as he knocked on the front door, trying his best to ignore the boner in his pants that still hadn’t gone down. How could it be when you shared a picture like that with him?

“You came,” you mumbled as you opened the door, looking up at him. Soobin looked down on you, noticing the same top you had in the Instagram picture. He gulped, his eyes then falling on the bottom part of your body and the white panties that were the only thing you were wearing. “How could I not?” He whispered, making sure this picture would stay in his mind. 

You grabbed his hand as you took him inside, closing the door behind you immediately. It was only now that you noticed how big his hands were against yours. You just hoped he could use them too. 

Soobin blindly followed you to your bedroom, his mind full of thoughts about how he should go about this, while his eyes were stuck on your ass, unable to look away as you walked in front of him. 

“Can I-” he started as his eyes followed you while you sat on your bed. “You can do absolutely anything, Soob,” you interrupted him, watching as his face turned red. “Soob? Soobie?” You smirked, noticing what the nicknames did to him. “Is that what turns you on?” 

“Everything about you turns me on,” he admitted, slowly getting closer to you while you moved back, not taking your eyes off him. You didn’t say anything, you couldn’t. You simply bit your bottom lip as you found him above yourself, holding eye contact. This was becoming more intimate than you thought it would. 

“Is it okay for me to kiss you?” He wanted to assure himself one more time. You thought about it for a second, not wanting to give him any hope, but also desperately needing his lips on yours. You nodded to him in the end, grabbing the collar of his shirt and bringing him closer to yourself, pressing your lips on his, your mouth slightly opened which only made it easier for him. 

His right hand found its way to your boob, carefully sliding under your top, his cold fingers brushing over your nipple. You groaned into the kiss, clenching around nothing but thin air. It felt pathetic. He had barely touched you and you were already getting wet. 

Soobin left your mouth for a second, getting a disagreeing whine immediately that made him smile as he started placing wet kisses all over your neck, slowly moving down to your collarbone and then between your boobs. Your lips parted as you breathed out from the pleasure, raising your head to look at him. “Mhm, take it off,” you whispered, your hand reaching for his sleeve. He didn’t hesitate for a second and listened to you, taking his shirt off while you took down your own, exposing your breast to him completely. 

“Fuck,” he groaned at the sight, feeling more and more uncomfortable in his sweatpants. He ran his fingers through his hair, looking at your body one more time before his lips found their way to your breast again, his hand cupping one of them as he pressed kisses on your other boob, his tongue making wet circles around your nipple. 

“Fuck,” it was you groaning this time, quiet moans escaping your lips as your nipples became hard at his touch. “Soob, please,” you whined, throwing your head back into the pillow. “Please, what? Hm?” He asked, not even looking up and just continuing what he had been doing until now, his lips moving down again, leaving wet traces on your stomach now as his hands found their way to your waist. “I don’t know. Just- fuck,” you moaned out again when you felt his lips on your clit through your panties. 

“Just?” He asked again, looking up at you. You could swear you had never seen anything better in your life. The male was in between your legs, his breath landing right on your clit as he looked at you, absolute need in his eyes. 

“Just fuck me already,” you begged, watching as he took down your panties, his eyes fixated on your already leaking pussy. “I don’t think so,” he informed you, moving up again so he would face you. “I doubt you could take it just like that,” he whispered, moving his fingers to your lips. You didn’t need to hear anything else and immediately opened your mouth, sucking on his fingers. 

Before you could even register his actions you felt him slowly inserting his two fingers into you, carefully watching you. He did so to make sure he was doing everything right. You weren't completely wrong when you said he probably hasn’t been with a girl in his life. He couldn’t say he would have much experience, but all of his friends were sex addicts - and now he could finally see why - and they couldn’t keep their mouths shut every time the topic came up, so it was only natural for Soobin to catch on to a few things. 

You gasped, your eyes rolling back. You knew there was an obvious difference in your hand sizes but god, his fingers were bigger than you thought. “Fuck, curl them now,” you commanded, not daring to look down. He did as you said, feeling his precum on his boxers. He wanted nothing more but to fuck you right then and there, but he knew he had to wait. 

It didn’t take much longer for you to squirt on his fingers, especially after he added pressure to your clit too, his thumb making slow circles around while his fingers were stretching your inside. 

“Can I eat you out, please?” He asked, looking up at you again, his thumb still rubbing your clit slowly. “Please, y/n,” he begged, making you go crazy. You weren't sure if it was the way he begged you, the way he said your name, or because of his breath on your skin, but you couldn’t say no to him even if you wanted to. “God, please do,” you whined out and just like that, his tongue was pressed on your pussy right away, not wasting any second of the time he had with you. 

It had been months since you had cummed thanks to a boy, so you didn’t have any expectations for him when you invited him over. But you were wrong when you thought no boys knew how to take care of their girls anymore because he did exactly what he should, making you cum on his tongue a few minutes after he went down on you, not leaving your trembling cunt even then, letting you ride out your orgasm as his nose was pressed on your clit, his tongue carefully licking every last bit of your cum. 

“Soob,” you groaned, pulling his hair, making him finally raise his head and look at you. “Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he mumbled, going up again to kiss you. “And delicious,” he informed you, pressing his lips on yours. “Fuck, Soob, you’re too good,” you mumbled before you kissed him again, slowly sitting up. “Come closer,” you said, grabbing the hem of his pants, and pulling him closer at the same time. 

He groaned, his eyes shut tight, his lips unable to stay away from yours. You smirked into the kiss, your hand grabbing his trembling cock over his pants, making him moan. “I don’t usually do this but…” you started, breaking your kiss so you could look at his body properly. “You were so good earlier,” you praised him, not breaking your eye contact as you changed your position so you would be kneeling. “Pants off, baby,” 

That alone was enough to make him go crazy. You calling him baby just did something with his head. And with his dick. 

“Fuck,” You breathed out when you finally pulled down Soobin’s pants and boxers, your pussy clenching around nothing again. You knew he would be bigger because of his height, but this was more than you had expected. 

He cupped your cheeks, making you look up at him. “Are you sure?” You chuckled, simply nodding. “I can take good care of you too, you know,” you proclaimed, looking up at him as your right hand wrapped around his cock, not breaking your eye contact. You knew it must have been making him go insane. 

You started slowly, simply kissing his tip and licking off his precum. Then, you decided to try to take his full length into your mouth, but stopped shortly after getting to his half, already feeling like you were going to gag any second. There was no way you could do this. 

However, Soobin saw it differently. To him, it looked like you were playing with him, moving slowly and carefully on purpose to tease him. His hand found its way to your head, carefully tugging the hair that was getting in front of your face behind your ears before he held your chin up, making you look at him, his dick still in your mouth. “Think you can go faster, pretty? Please,” He asked, hoping maybe begging would help him. 

He groaned when he felt you suck harder, trying to go faster too but failing miserably. He chuckled at the sight, his hand in your hair so he could control the speed himself. “If you want to stop, just punch me, or something, okay? Try not to bite my dick off if you can’t take it anymore, though,” he told you, and before you could even look up at him again and question what he was talking about, he was moving with your head on his own as if you were just a toy to fulfill his needs. If you were honest, you were glad he did so. It was turning you on more. 

“Fuck, just a bit more,” he moaned out, thrusting his hips into your mouth as you sucked on him. He didn’t dare to look at you just yet, he felt like he would stop if he saw you in the moment, scared he might have been hurting you by determining his speed. 

When Soobin finally looked at you there were tears in your eyes, and his cum was all over your mouth. He cupped your cheeks, wiping the tears from your eyes with his thumbs. “Sorry,” he mumbled. You looked up at him, high on all the pleasure you felt until now thanks to him. God, you knew you needed to do this more often from now on. You licked the corner of your mouth, making sure not a single drop was wasted. 

“You’re not done yet, are you?” You asked, your puppy eyes almost making him cum again right away. “Fuck, no I am not,” he answered, leaning down to you to kiss you again. 

Soon after, Soobin found himself sitting on the edge of your bed, his back pressed against the white walls while you sat on him, your head on his shoulder, biting into his skin so you wouldn’t get too loud as he fucked you. Holding your ass, he was helping you remain at the same speed, moaning along with you. “So close, Soob,” you cried out. “Hold in a bit more,” he whispered, closing his eyes as he felt himself getting closer to finishing again, too. 

“Fuck,” you breathed out, a mixture of your own and Soobin’s cum leaking from your pussy. You raised your head slowly, your cheeks completely red as you looked into his eyes, still sitting on his cock. “Soob, this was the best sex I’ve ever had. God, you were so good.” He bit onto his bottom lip, watching your fucked out face. “Oh, yeah?” He asked, even more embarrassed than you were. “Does that mean you’ll let me fuck you again next time?” 

“Soob…” you mumbled, just watching him for a second before you carefully got off him. He just shook his head before you could say anything else. “I know, I know, don’t worry,” he muttered. “I still needed to try it,” he smiled awkwardly, his dimples being the cutest thing you had ever seen. “Let me help you clean yourself up before I leave. It's the least I can do,” He suggested. You nodded to him, convinced this was the last time you were together like this. You couldn't be more wrong though. 

You knew you couldn’t stay away from him for too long when he helped you to get into your bathroom and his fingers found their way to your clit again, making you melt at his touch. Even worse was when he carried you to your bed after he switched your bedsheet for you, asking you to let him eat you out one more time before he would leave you alone for good. 

You just couldn’t let him get away. 

“Fuck, Soob,” you mumbled, sitting on the edge of your bed, watching him kneeling in front of you, begging to feel your cum on his tongue again. “You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?” His innocent eyes looked up at you, his hands rubbing your thighs. You sighed, “Just stay here.” 

You could swear you saw sparks in his eyes as the words left your mouth. “Really? Can I?” 

You nodded, agreeing. “Sleep here tonight, I’ll let you eat me out again next time.” 

Soobin smiled proudly, his hands squeezing your thighs. “Only next time?” 

“God, just come here,” you proclaimed, pulling him up from the floor into a warm kiss, feeling his hands roaming on your body again. The night was still nowhere to be done.

[najaemism]

you’re losing me. [ part one ] | haechan x fem!reader

synopsis.   it’s been six weeks since you ended your six-year relationship with haechan, and it seems like he’s already moved on.

category.    social media au, angst, ex!haechan, hurt/no comfort

warnings.    language

note. all u need to know is that this was inspired by “the black dog”, “you’re losing me”, and “loml”. everything in dark mode are flashbacks, and timestamps dont matter. enjoy! (im sorry in advance)

part 1 | part 2 | part 2.5 | part 3

NOTE. impulsively posting this three-part (at least i think it will only be 3 parts 😭) smau bc i might never post it if i dont HAHAHAHAHA anyway, i’ll post parts 2 and 3 during the weekend! (i swearrrr i wont abandon this 🙏🏼)

TAGLIST. @radiorenjun @bluejaem @pink-but-rosie @renjun-pretty @holdinbacksecrets @rynshyuckies @jelllyjae @jenyongcas @whyisquill @beemarkie @morkxlee @hibuki-chan @moonwalkun @lyyhyuck @baekhyunstruly @lilacdreams-00 @ridinhyuck @archivedmkl @najaeminluvbot @rensiu @morkleetrash @neo444 @hrjchive @keemburley @soobin-chois @yiz-yo @juune04 @nctasdfghj @studywoo @jun5ui @smolpeyy @kkotjia @yoonhanzjaem @en-boys @stopeatread @goldryush @hibernatinghamster @shwizhies @zgzgzh @bbymatz @eyantice @w0nderr @dinonuguaegi @neozon3nha @mnlylonely

[captain-joongz]

fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023

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☆ shameless by @neopuppy

step son!jeno x step mom!reader, infidelity, very dub con

♤ hand kink by @jaylaxies

roommates au, hand kink

lee mark

◇ i can help by @recklessmark

step dad!mark, corruption, manipulation, infidelity

ATEEZ rec list pt. 1 | pt. 2

[angelicdanvers]

BRACELETS | luke castellan.

pairing: luke castellan x fem!reader

summary: y/n finds herself a friend to celebrate her special day with. takes place before the lightning thief. luke & y/n are the same age. wc: 1.9k key: n/n = nickname

taglist: @repostingmyfavs @rinisfruity14 @soobin-chois | pm or comment to be added <3

a/n: merry christmas to those who celebrate!! this goes out to all my loves who just wish for one person to embrace them and spread happiness <3

sixteen.

it was finally y/n’s sixteenth birthday, and once again, not a single person to celebrate with. being a child of demeter was sweet, everyone was kind all around, but y/n simply couldn’t find her people.

she got along with everyone, no one had anything against her. sure, older kids would pick on her from time to time, but that was an automatic agreement she signed when joining camp two years ago.

she just couldn’t develop as strong of a bond with anyone. she’d sometimes fall asleep with silent tears, wondering if she was broken or missing something key. if everyone was nice, why couldn’t she trust? form a relation?

the night wielded a nice breeze, wafting through y/n’s locks as she sat by the strawberry fields, playing with the leaves. a slight glow emitted from her fingertips as she trailed them along the soil, a small smile on her lips. 

glancing towards the amphitheater, she could see those her age dancing and singing, having the time of their lives. the younger kids had dispersed due to curfew, she noted. 

they all seemed to be in glee.

snapping her eyes shut, she fought back the intrusive thoughts and inhaled a sharp breath. opening her eyes, y/n grabbed some of the soil, stacking it into three layers. grabbing a strawberry, she delicately placed it atop and pulled away to admire her makeshift cake.

“happy birthday, n/n — happy sweet sixteenth,” she said loud enough just for her to hear. looking up at the glimmering stars, y/n decided to make a wish.

all i wish for is belonging. true belonging.

y/n went back to her cake, grabbing the strawberry and picking herself up from the ground. dusting herself off, she took her water bottle and gently rinsed the strawberry. placing it between her teeth and softly biting into it, she savoured the taste as she walked down towards the amphitheater and then the cabins.

she felt stupid for not wearing a proper jacket or shirt, but she did enjoy the fresh air leaving a chill to her skin. y/n was hoping her black tee would blend her into the night, especially as she neared the amphitheater. she wasn’t entirely keen on interacting more at the moment — it was past twelve and she knew she couldn’t match their energy.

“hey, y/n?”

the girl halted in her tracks. turning on her heel, she came face to face with none other than the loveable hermes boy lightly jogging up to her.

“hi luke,” she greeted, passing him a small smile. 

luke smiled back immediately. after a silent beat, he spoke again. “i just wanted to say, ha —“

“hey, luke! get over here, man, we need your backup vocals right now!” one of the hermes kids yelled, y/n couldn’t tell who from their distance.

“yeah, give me a sec!” he screamed, turning back to the girl.

“no dude, we need you RIGHT NOW! we’re gonna be mashed potatoes if you don’t!”

luke rolled his eyes, positioning himself back towards the theatre. “can’t you see i’m busy?”

“you can talk to anyone about anything whenever, luke! this is a one time exclusive!”

“stop quoting missy elliot, and no, give me two minutes!” he replied, a slight whine in his voice.

a scoff followed, “we’re gonna be eliminated, castellan!”

exasperated by bickering with his brothers, luke sighed and nodded. “i’ll be right there!” 

the boy instantly spun back around, wanting to wish the demeter girl a happy birthday.

she was at least 30 feet ahead of him, speed walking away with a slight slump to her shoulders.

luke’s smile dropped. another day, another day of being unable to fully attend to her. these countless moments have occurred more than he could fathom — he was always pulled away from the one girl he didn’t want to be pulled away from.

and yet here she was, disappearing out of his sight once again. “this karaoke better be worth it,” he grumbled under his breath as he trudged back.

the next morning was calm, not many campers up to anything special. there was a soft pitter patter on the window panes, but y/n didn’t mind. the rain rejuvenated her.

throwing on her raincoat but paying no mind to her shorts or shoes, y/n left the cabin with her stash of bracelet material in her pocket and sprinted through the paths, heading to chiron and mr. d.

luke’s attention immediately perked up at the bolting girl, and he realized this might just be the one time he can say anything.

subtly running after her, he watched as she entered the big house and rather excitedly. he followed inside, keeping a distance when he heard her begin to speak to chiron.

he didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but he did hear it all.

“may i call my dad?”

“of course, y/n. here,” luke could hear the shuffle of a phone, and footsteps coming closer to the edge of chiron’s office. 

the dial tone was evident. it went through three times before he heard the young girl speak.

“hey dad. hope you’re doing good. should've known you weren't gonna pick up. i turned sixteen today, fyi. hope your kids are doing fine and same with that blonde bimbo,” she spat, making luke’s eyes widen. “i’m not coming home for christmas. might be early to determine but i’m sure i won’t. bye.”

she walked back to chiron, and luke could hear light sniffles coming from her. his heart sank. 

“for all it matters, i’m here, we all are. happy birthday, y/n. you’ve always made us proud, you’ve always been an asset to us, you deserve to know that no matter what,” chiron reassured, and luke could hear the girl softly thank him.

stepping outside of chiron’s office and shutting the door behind her, y/n broke into a sob in the hallway. it was one thing to have others not be around, but when family abandons, nothing feels real anymore. 

luke observed as she stopped her tears almost as quick as they started, wiping her eyes as she headed towards him, unbeknownst to her.

“uh,” luke cleared his throat, “hey, y/n.”

y/n’s face warmed up, startled at his presence. hurriedly fixing herself up, she nodded. “hi luke.”

“i’m sorry for last night,” he apologized, scratching the nape of his neck. “i was trying to talk to you but i guess i got carried away with everyone else,” he paused, looking down, “as usual. i’m sorry.”

y/n shook her head. “it’s okay. don’t apologize, life happens.”

“right,” luke acknowledged awkwardly. “speaking of life,” he approached her in a friendly manner, “i wanted to wish you a happy birthday last night. you’re sixteen, one of the biggest milestones in anyone’s life!”

his enthusiasm made the corners of y/n’s lips tug up, and she watched intently as he continued. “you deserve an amazing birthday, and i’m going to give that to you.”

y/n was not expecting that.

“c’mon, let’s go.” luke held his hand out to her, his dark curls practically bouncing in excitement. a sweet grin crept onto her face, making the young boy smile even wider. she accepted his hand, and the second he felt her palm within his, the fragility made him realize he could never be a part of something that’d hurt her ever again.

she was stronger than anyone he knew, enduring all the shit the world put upon her. he just knew he couldn’t be one of them to do the same. 

together, the two gracefully left the big house, trampling down to camp and rushing towards god knows where.

somehow, they ended up at the pavilions, and without a second thought, y/n pulled out her bracelet material. luke was confused but watched eagerly as she carefully took the little sacks out.

“wanna make some friendship bracelets?”

“friendship bracelets?” luke asked, unsure of the concept.

y/n nodded. “today’s the day someone willingly decided to hang out with me. i was going to make some alone but if you want, we can create matching ones and mark our friendship.”

luke grinned toothily, “so we’re friends now?”

y/n nodded, “i’d love to be, if you don’t mind.”

his eyes screamed happiness, “i definitely don’t mind.”

the two taped down their threads, choosing colours that work cohesively with one another’s. “now you’re gonna wanna take this thread and do a tuck-knot with it,” y/n explained, showing the boy to her left the steps.

after getting the basics down, the two fell into a comfortable silence, threading away and adding some cute hand-made clay beads here and there. “i’m not too childish for wanting to do this, right?” y/n suddenly asked, a nervous smile on her face.

luke shook his head and gave her a hearty grin. “i don’t think there should ever be such thing as “too childish”, sucks the life out of everyone,” he looked back down at the bracelet, “plus, when you’re a demigod, what else is there to do? play video games? we’d be dead in minutes.”

y/n laughed. luke froze.

he’d never heard her laugh this much. she sounded pretty.

“you’re not wrong,” she slowly caught her breathing and softly chuckled. “are you close to finishing your’s?”

the hermes boy nodded and watched intently as y/n’s delicate fingers tutored him on how to securely tie the ends of the bracelet. watching her move so effortlessly made his heart skip a beat — she was perfect.

even though this was the smallest activity they could ever do, she was perfect at it. it made him wonder why he didn’t seize the opportunity to be her friend beforehand.

“hey, y/n?”

“yes, luke?”

“i just wanted to say,” his breath lightly hitched when she began placing the bracelet on his wrist to make sure it was of right measurement, “that, uh, you’re really pretty.”

now it was y/n’s turn to freeze.

“but, i’m not doing all of this to just be your boyfriend or whatever. hell, we’ve just begun our friendship,” he stifled a small, sweet laugh, “so when i say this i really just mean it from the bottom of my heart. i don’t want it to influence you in any way, i just want you to know how i’ve seen you for the past two years.

“you’re gentle and loving, not to mention stealthy and incredibly intelligent. i love whenever i look over and you’re always doing something that captivates me. i’ve been an idiot to admire you from afar for this long, but you’ve always deserved to know and be appreciated. i’m sorry i couldn’t give that to you sooner.”

y/n looked into luke’s eyes, somber traversing in her’s. “may i hug you?”

luke nodded, and y/n wrapped him up in her arms. the boy held tightly onto her, a sudden thought of losing her intruding his mind of peace. “happy birthday, y/n,” he whispered into her ear as they continued to embrace.

“thank you, luke. this means the world to me.”

luke now knew he had to give her the world, no matter what.

their matching bracelets would only be a reminder of what there was, what there will be and what will be gone.

[jjunieworld]

UNDER THE CHERRY BLOSSOM TREE ˒˒ 최범규

it’s confession day and you want nothing more than to receive a confession from your longtime friend, beomgyu.

pairing ‎⸝⸝⸝ choi beomgyu x fem!reader 𓄷 iηcℓudᥱs 𓈓 yeonjun, soobin, and yeji from itzy

genre﹙📄﹚⸝⸝⸝ toothrotting fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining but you both are oblivious, highschool au ???

kipo’s note ‎⸝⸝⸝ literally watched beomgyu’s cover and music video and was struck by sudden inspiration and motivation and i just had to write something based off it! ❀ so here is a super cute little drabble in honor of beomgyu’s cover, i hope you enjoy!! all feedback and reblogs are welcome! ♡

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today was a day you both loved and absolutely hated—confession day. the day where you confess your feelings to the one who you like most.

the hallways were giddy with excitement and you couldn’t help being lured to the feeling. everyone was alight with what the day could possibly behold. as you made your way to your locker to put your bag away, you heard various snippets of conversations:

“i’m scared to open my locker! what if there isn’t any note inside?” “—and he wrote for me to meet him on the football field after school!” “who do you think yeonjun will confess to? i heard from hana that he was eying her, but mina said the same thing!” “well i heard hana say that jake was going to confess to her today on the rooftop!” “—to meet near the school gates!”

a soft smile made its way onto your lips. confession day—at least the start of it—was always one that made you happy inside. you loved seeing other people finally confess their feelings to to each other. it was also fun for you and your friends to make bets on who would confess to who.

just as you reached for the lock of your locker, you friend yeji ran up to you with a thrilled expression, her black hair flying into her face as she came to a sudden stop. “it’s confession day!” she squealed repeatedly, brushing her hair out of her face and linking her arm with yours once you got your books out. “who do you think will confess to who later today?”

“apparently hana has many suitors,” you shrugged and the two of you giggled slightly as you walked the halls slowly to your homeroom. suddenly yeji turned to you, a playful grin lighting up her face with a scrunched nose. oh god, you thought, what is she about to say?

she tickled your side, making you squirm away with a laugh. “do you think beomgyu is going to confess to you today?” she asked. you swatted her hand away, heat creeping up your neck as you looked forward to try and hide how flustered the question made you. you shrugged again, hopeful smile curling your lips.

beomgyu sat at his desk surrounded by his two friends, yeonjun and soobin. he shifted a sealed envelope from hand to hand, “to y/n” written on it. the red striped tie and dark blue blazer of his uniform suddenly seemed so constricting. “—and tell me exactly what you wrote in the letter,” he heard the tail end of yeonjun’s sentence.

beomgyu had already told soobin just minutes prior and he sighed softly as he dragged his eyes up from the letter. nerves flowed through him as he recounted the letter again for yeonjun.

dear, y/n

would you meet me under the cherry blossom tree by the train tracks after school?

beomgyu

it was a very simple letter, really. beomgyu had wanted to give his confession in person to you rather than through a letter or any other means. yeonjun’s face contorted in thought. “maybe spice it up a little?” he suggested.

“i like it. it’s simple and right to the point. besides, he said he wants to confess in person,” soobin cut in before beomgyu could. yeonjun hummed before nodding slowly. “i guess it could work!”

just as yeonjun finished talking, the homeroom door opened. you and your friend—yeji, who he’s come to know of—stepped through; arms linked as you leaned into each other to whisper something he couldn’t hear. a low laugh emitted from you and beomgyu swore it was the prettiest, most melodic thing he has ever heard.

the sunlight from the open blinds of the classroom cascaded down onto your frame, illuminating you like you were on a stage. beomgyu just couldn’t believe how pretty you were. your eyes connected with his, that bright smile of yours still on your face, and you waved your hand slightly to wave at him. your bright smile turned sheepish as you quickly looked away and you and yeji made it to your seats.

from just one look, beomgyu could practically see your future together. he wanted to be yours and you to be his so desperately. he wanted to do simple day to day activities with you, like helping you with homework and putting your books into your locker. he wanted to take you to the movies and talk about what you decided to see and walk you home after, fingers just barely brushing past each other. you were just so cute.

“look at him, there’s literally hearts in his eyes,” beomgyu distantly heard yeonjun say. his eyes were still on you until fingers snapped in his face, startling him back to reality. soobin pulled back his arm with a laugh and beomgyu rolled his eyes. he glanced back to you briefly, small smile forming on his face before returning his attention back to his friends.

beomgyu looked down again at the letter in his hands. he had meant to put it in your locker this morning before you arrived, but chickened out at the last second. that’s why he was here, enlisting the help of his two idiot bestfriends to ensure everything goes off without a hitch.

soobin laid a hand on beomgyu’s shoulder and patted it comfortingly, “you got this, man! it’s so obvious that the two of you like each other!” yeonjun nodded in agreement. beomgyu sighed and tucked the letter under his books. he hesitantly let their words fill him with confidence and hope. i really hope she does, he thought.

you turned slightly and looked over your shoulder, just barely catching a glimpse of beomgyu. you turned back towards yeji with a lovesick smile. “it’ll happen, don’t worry! it’s so obvious that the two of you like each other!” yeji comforted you. you just sighed and directed the conversation to a different topic. i really hope he does, you thought.

when you were grabbing your bag from your locker, mid conversation with yeji, a small white envelope fluttered to the ground at your feet. yeji gasped as you bent to pick it up with wide eyes. yeji drew closer to you, hiding the letter from the view of the other students making their way towards the entrance of the school. “open it, open it!” she exclaimed.

with a deep breath you carefully opened the envelope that had “to y/n” written on it in familiar handwriting. carefully you opened up the delicate letter and read the contents, yeji beside you taking in every word as well. you froze in shock for a split second before a wide smile broke out onto your face and it took everything in you to keep from jumping up and down.

“he wants me to meet him under the cherry blossom tree by the train tracks…” you breathed lowly, shock still reeling you. you repeated yourself, each word getting louder as you turned and grasped yeji’s hands with excitement and almost crinkling the letter, “he wants me to meet him under the cherry blossom tree by the train tracks!”

you had gathered the attention of the students walking by and heat suddenly spread across your face and immediately calmed you down. unfortunately, just as you shrunk into your locker, your eyes briefly connected with beomgyu’s bestfriend and resident golden boy of your school—choi yeonjun.

he looked in your direction and you just barely managed to catch the smile he gave to beomgyu’s other bestfriend—choi soobin—and the words forming from his lips.

your grip on yeji’s hands tightened as you quickly pulled her towards the girls restroom. “oh my god!” she exclaimed and began jumping the two of you up and down. excited giggles left both of your lips and echoed off the walls of the restroom.

“oh my god,” yeji repeated, suddenly serious. “he means meet him now. you have to go, like, right now!” worry suddenly broke through all your emotions at the possibility of beomgyu thinking that you wouldn’t show. yeji started pushing you towards the door of the restroom.

“oh my god!” you worriedly repeated yeji’s words. in response, all she repeated was, “go, go, go!”

you booked it out of the restroom and out of the school, running all the way until you saw the familiar cherry blossom tree down the hill in front of where the school sat. distantly, you saw beomgyu’s figure waiting for you and you inhaled deeply as you made slow strides towards him. you held the letter close to your heart and tried to control your nerves the closer and closer you got to the tree.

at your incoming footsteps, beomgyu turned to you and you gasped softly and how beautiful he was. a flustered—and somewhat sheepish—smile spread across your face and you stepped just mere inches from where he stood. “i got your letter,” you said as you looked up into his eyes.

the falling cherry blossoms around beomgyu’s head and soft afternoon light framed him perfectly and it made you wonder just how lucky you were that you were the one he chose to confess to.

beomgyu opened his mouth, only to close it and have a matching sheepish smile overtake it. just as he went to open it again, a cherry blossom fell onto his head, caught in the dark strands of his hair. he looked up, just as you did as well, and you both chuckled. “can we start seeing each other?” beomgyu ask you quietly, plucking the flower from his hair and holding it out to you.

if it were even possible, your smile widened and you accepted the outstretched flower. from the corner of your eye saw yeji, yeonjun, and soobin huddle together behind a bush directly across from the two of you. yeji nudged them out of the way to get a good look but accidentally ruffled some of the leaves of the bush. you saw the three of them drop down quick as lightning behind the bush before you or beomgyu could see them.

you nodded and softly spoke, “i would really like that.” a toothy grin spread on beomgyu’s lips. finally, the one he adored the most was his.

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Wondrous Tales

[Wonderland!txt x lost!reader] [one-shot series]

Pairing(s): wonderland!txt! x lost!reader

Genre(s): fantasy, dark fantasy, romance, supernatural, thriller, one-shots.

Contains: (specific to each one-shot)

Links: Masterlist

Summary: Upon your stroll in the park, you stumble upon an envelope on the grass. With further inspection, it appears to be an invite of sorts. How peculiar indeed.

Wonderland? What was that? Did someone accidentally drop an invite for a birthday or costume party on their way?

Brimming with curiosity, you open up the flap to peek inside. Initially there seems to be no name, huh, it’s not addressed to anyone. Then why…

Before you could even finish your thought, you begin to see the world around you warp and twist as you soon come to realise the dire consequences of your insatiable curiosity.

Perhaps you should have left that damn invite alone because now, you were stuck in a whole other whimsical and whacky world with no idea how to get out!

Luckily (or unluckily) for you, you’ll meet some rather interesting people along your journey to leave. Though….dear reader, will you successfully escape or become ensnared by the five lovely figures of Wonderland?

1. The White Rabbit - Choi Soobin

➸ “The timekeeper of Wonderland, no matter how efficient he is, he is destined to run late. A timid soul who has always led guests to their doom, there’s not much he can do about it after all.”

Summary: With your abrupt arrival into this whimsical space, you wander around aimlessly. How odd, every turn you took, you ended up in the same spot.

Though as they say, third time’s the charm, when you encounter a blonde haired man, with a top hat and formal attire - goodness, were you going insane already?

The man gives you a gentle smile, walking towards you with his hand outstretched, “Goodness it’s been awhile since we’ve had any guests,” he observes you, “A pretty one no less.” That‘s it, you were definitely going insane.

He brings your hand to his lips with a soft gaze, “You must be so frazzled, guests always are. Well it’s my pleasure to be your guide. Now, come on, chop, chop, time’s ticking.” With a swift tug, you’re getting pulled along by this strangely tall man. What had you gotten yourself into?

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2. The King Of Hearts - Choi Yeonjun

➸ “A ruthless, flirtatious man with a dramatic flare who has quite the fondness for new guests. So much so, half don’t even make it out. He’s always looking for entertainment and wishes to be the centre of attention, so always make sure you give him what he wants.”

Summary: You peer around at this red, black and white lavish interior. A shudder vibrates through you - maybe you were better off with Soobin. You wonder what happened to him, everything happened so quickly. One moment he grasped your hand tightly and the next you saw him getting dragged away!

The guards shove you through a set of grand heart engraved doors and you stumble to your knees. Peering up, you see the man himself, one leg atop the other, a bored expression on his face, his eyes glimmering in intrigue.

“Ah, my darling guest, have you already fallen for me? Surely, you must have plans to keep me more entertained than that.” He smirks almost too sweetly with a flick of his wrist, “After all, you’ll find out very quickly, what happens to those I get bored with.”

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3. The March Hare- Huening Kai

➸ “Tea, tea, tea. It’s always tea time for him. Time for tea? Or is it tea’s time to be had? Don’t ever refuse his offer for tea, or you’ll find yourself perpetually mad.”

Summary: Gasping and panting raggedly for breath, you seemed to have done good by sliding down the fluorescent tunnel as a last resort! The King’s guards almost caught you!

What a maniac he was! How could someone be so obsessive? Your heart rate slows as you peer around, huh, this area seemed secluded. You deem it should be safe to take some rest here. Right? Goodness, you couldn’t trust this place at all! Little by little you feel your sanity tearing away.

“Oh? Who’s wandered into my little grove? Another guest for my tea party?” Your head snaps up seeing a tall man, with a coy grin as he clicks his tongue, walking towards you, “Oh you must be the pretty little guest I’ve heard so much about…oh then, join me, won’t you? For my little tea party?”

You had a feeling you couldn’t refuse even if you wanted to.

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4. The Mad Hatter - Choi Beomgyu

➸ “His pretty face hides the most decrepit madness. A man who killed time, quite literally. Is being mad so bad? Is being bad so mad? Why be suppressed with all those boring rules and go insane with the Hatter instead?”

Summary: Having managed to elude the tea party and trick Kai into thinking you’ll stay, you scramble for your life by bargaining with a strange caterpillar hanging from the trees to escape.

Being barely lucid, you stumble into what seems to be another secluded grove, another tea party. Oh, you were definitely mad by this point. Not again! You see exuberant host with his feet up on the table with a grin, “Welcome, welcome, do come and join me, little love. I have lots of tea or are you sick of it from the March Hare?”

Panicked you rush off past him, he makes no move to chase after you. How strange. “Toodles, love!” Grimacing you rush off through the tangled foliage….only to arrive back to where you were facing the man again. A loop…?

“Time’s prisoner I am, and so you will be too. I’m awfully lonely and the hare’s fed up of my games. You’ll play with me and keep this Hatter company won’t you?”

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5. The Cheshire Cat - Kang Taehyun

➸ “A man with hypnotic eyes and a killer smile, almost uncanny in its slyness. A man who likes to toy with his prey and use his wit to outsmart any and who dare to trespass his woods. He isn’t mad like the others, no, under his grin, hides someone smarter than everyone in Wonderland.”

Summary: You break the loop and take the Hatter off guard by your boldness, managing to somehow bypass his riddles and games. With all your remaining strength, you run deliriously, where? You don’t know.

All you know is the thousands of signs reading and pointing to an “exit” were taunting you. You couldn’t believe them. Not anymore, you couldn’t believe anyone, or anything in this world. You were not stupid enough to follow those damn signs and so, you go the opposite path. Into the Dark Woods.

Finding yourself even more lost and the last of your sanity crumbling away, the pollen in the air making you feel hazy, you’re startled to hear a voice, “Well, well, well, what a pretty thing has stepped into my woods today. Has no one told you I don’t like trespassers, hm?” Your eyes snap up to a man lounging in the branches above with a wide grin, “Don’t look so scared, I don’t bite too hard.”

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[tyuns-world]

♡ My Little Bun ♡ - NSFW

Dom!Soobin x Fem!Sub!reader

Genre: Smut

Warning: degradation, boyfriend!soobin, unprotected, sex toy, pet name (bun), slight man handling, breeding

A/N: I proofread but there’s probably some mistakes.

Summary: You just needed to feel him; you've been waiting all day like a good bun just to touch him and maybe something more.

Wc: 1k

Minors DNI

You're straddling your boyfriend's lap. You barely allowed him a moment to kick off his shoes as he returned home from a grueling photoshoot before eagerly drawing him into your shared bedroom. His hair, still meticulously styled in a center part, features a few stray strands delicately caressing his forehead. You can't help but admire how dashing he appears in a button-up shirt paired with a tie, the fabric accentuating his broad shoulders, making his presence even more commanding. You wonder if he'll use that tie on you later as he fucks you tonight. You can already feel his arousal through his light wash jeans – a mutual desire palpable between you two.

"What's this about, bun?" Your back arches slightly, a move he undoubtedly notices, using the name he reserves for intimate moments. You resist falling for his playful ignorance, responding, "I just wanted to welcome my boyfriend home. I missed you." Your gaze lowers shyly to your black pleated skirt, tempted to fiddle with the hem in embarrassment.

"Mhm, you missed me, bun?" he muses, lifting a hand off the bed to firmly but gently grasp your chin, tilting your head up. The eye contact is captivating, intensifying the growing desire within.

His teasing continues, "What exactly about me did you miss?" The words make your core ache with need. You fear you might make a wet spot on his pants, yet he's barely laid a hand on you.

"Your cock," you mumble in a low voice, eyes darting away from his piercing gaze. "Speak up and look at me when you're talking." Reluctantly, your gaze returns to his face, now focusing on his pink plump, parted heart-shaped lips that you wish were on yours, and you watch as they curl into a smirk.

His hand, still cupping your chin, tilts it up further, compelling you to make intense eye contact with him. "I asked you a question, bun," you squeak, repeating your answer slightly louder, "I want your cock." You feel his cock grow harder beneath you. "That's all you had to say, bun," Soobin crashes his soft lips upon yours, engulfing you in a passionate haze. You struggle to keep up with his messy passionate kiss, he darts his tongue out, licking your bottom lip. You immediately part your lips, allowing him to explore your wet cavern as much as he desires. Your usual fashion of going braless allows Soobin to easily slip his hands under your shirt, teasing and playing with your already hardened nipples, heightening the electrifying sensations coursing through your body. Your hips, unable to restrain themselves, start circling and grinding on your boyfriend's bulge, reveling in the way he moans into your mouth.

You two carry on this sensual dance for a while, yearning and needing more. Finally parting, both of you pant heavily. "Strip for me, bun," he orders. Hurriedly standing up, you discard your pink knitted top, black pleated skirt, and your soaked black panties, leaving on your pink hair bow and matching sheer thigh highs, knowing how much Soobin loves seeing this specific pair on you. He adores the way your glowing brown skin peeks through the pretty pink.

You shift your attention back to Soobin, noticing he's now standing, efficiently shedding his clothing. You savor the sight of your boyfriend's exquisitely toned body, with special attention given to his hard, thick cock. Soobin keenly observes the way your eyes practically devour the familiar yet alluring sight, a smirk playing on his lips. He reaches over, firmly grabbing and pulling you closer by the band of your thigh high before resting his hands on your waist.

"How do you want me?" Clenching your thighs, you gaze up at him, pleading, "Can you put that tie around my neck?" You gesture towards the forgotten tie on the floor, catching the brief but unmistakable smile that crosses Soobin's face. "If that's what my little bun wants," he responds.

As Soobin retrieves the tie, you eagerly position yourself, face pressed against the bed sheets, back arched, and your enticing ass on display. "Lift up for a second," he instructs. Raising your head from the sheets, he delicately places the tie around your neck, ensuring it provides a comfortable yet thrilling sensation, adding an extra layer of seduction to the intimate moment.

He gazes at you with eyes filled with desire, pressing your head harshly against the sheets, while his other hand grips the tie's end. He lifts the hand off your head, letting it teasingly run up and down the back of your thigh as if mesmerized. He pulls the tie slightly; the fabric against your skin tightens. You moan involuntarily, the sound a delicate melody to your boyfriends ears. Soobin's chuckle breaks the tension, "Craving my touch that badly? Yearning for me to fill you up?"

You whimper, hips swaying in eager response, your body aching for his next move. With a firm tug, he demands, "Answer me, bun." the sensation of his control sending shivers down your spine. "Yes, please, Soobin," you gasp, embracing the surrender, "fill me up. Remind me what this dumb bunny is good for."

Only then does Soobin guide himself inside you, not bothering to prep you as usual, plunging into your pussy with raw intensity. Your wet, slick walls embrace him eagerly, pulling him deeper, igniting a symphony of pleasure and pain that leaves you breathless."That's it," he murmurs, his rhythm fast, harsh and unrelenting, "you're mine, my little bunny, made for nothing but my pleasure and my babies."

Your hips meet his with fervor, aching for deeper connection. His voice, a delicious torment, questions your devotion, each tug of the tie a reminder of his dominance. "You were so disgustingly wet before I even started fucking you. Do you ever think of anything else?"

"No, Binnie," you murmur, adopting the nickname you use when you're far lost in the intoxication of sensation and desire. "Only you. Only your touch consumes my thoughts."

Pressing his firm chest against your back, his hand finds its way to your achingly hard nipples, roughly teasing and pulling. The added heat of his body and the pleasure from your nipples, pushing you further into ecstasy. Louder, more passionate moans escape from your lips as waves of pleasure envelop and consume you.

"So close already, hm, bun? I guess this really is all you're good for – such a pathetic bun, needing my cock every day to get by." His teasing words draw you ever closer to your orgasm, and unabashedly, you moan his name numerous times as he uses you practically as a fleshlight for his own pleasure. You can feel that his own climax is near as his speed slightly slows down, hips snapping into yours at a messier pace. Your thoughts are confirmed when he says, "Cum with me, bun." After a few more thrusts; your eyes screw shut, tears released, toes curling up as you climax all over your boyfriend's cock. In return, when you finish, your boyfriend paints and fills your walls with his thick hot seed.

Before pulling out, your boyfriend grabs a vaginal plug from the nearby table, replacing his cock with it and trapping you full of his seed. "Don't want any to escape; how else am I supposed to breed my bun full of my kids?" he remarks. You sit up slightly, turning to wrap your arms around your boyfriend, pulling him down onto the bed on-top of you. "Ah, you want more?" You nod your head against his shoulder. He chuckles, slowly removing the plug. "Don't worry, bun, Binnie is gonna make you feel real good all night."

[hyukascampfire]

LET IT SNOW! ⋅ ´- c.bg

choi beomgyu and you are best at one thing: getting on yeonjun's nerves. going out for a snowball fight on the first winter snow, he has the perfect plan. ‧ׅ ˚

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ᰍairings ˒ crush!beomgyu x reader ft. ot5

ᧁ ; fluff

ωarnings ˒ nothing but tooth rotting fluff and friends pining over each other

✎୭ ashlynn's note im so sorry this one came out so late guys omg. i woke up late and had to rewrite some >.< @hmusunoo HERE U GO BABYYY

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The front of the car is a bustle of the boys all trying to speak over each other, their voices twisting up with the Christmas station. Yeonjun grips the wheel white-knuckled—he’s the only one that’d volunteered to drive on the glazed roads. The little park where you head isn’t too far, though, so you think you’ll be fine. 

You hope you will be, anyway. The shouting and chaos that would fall over the car should the wheels lose traction and send you slipping… he’s got the car at the slowest crawl, but you can hear it now.

The moment Soobin had suggested a snowball fight, you all had tugged on puffy layers and two layers of socks. Throwing compacted balls of powdery snow at each other’s faces is worlds more interesting than sitting around and watching the snowfall from the windows, anyway. And, you had the perfect place for it. 

When it came time to file into the car, you offered to climb into the back. The heater blasts right onto you here, and you intend to soak up every last moment of it before the cold bites. You’d tugged your seatbelt out and locked it into place with a click.

Lifting your gaze, your heart did a little flutter to find Beomgyu in the seat beside you. He’s bundled up in a black puffer. Having zipped it all the way up to the collar, it stands stiff and presses into the soft round edge of his cheeks when he turns his head to send you a cheeky smile.

It’s not that you’re uncomfortable or awkward with him. You’re just as close to him as the others. For whatever reason, though, whenever you get little moments like these, where it’s just the two of you… You fluster.

Looking into his soft brown eyes is even hard now, so you opt for watching the snow piles and glistening rooftops pass the windows by. Yesterday there had been nothing there, and now there’s a layer shin-high wherever it hasn’t been plowed off. This is your favorite time of the year—you wish it snowed more often. You suppose, though, that because it doesn’t, the serenity and stillness of days like this are more special. 

Kai and you had been the first up. Just when morning had cracked over the sky, clear and pale and wintry, you’d found each other in the kitchen with sleep-tossed hair and droopy eyes. It didn’t take more than a glance outside to know that the weather apps hadn’t lied—the air on a snowy morning just looks different. It’s silver and as crisp on the eyes as it is on the lungs. His voice had been still thick with sleep when he’d said, “Snowman?”

Of course, you wanted to build a snowman. Still in rumpled pajamas, you two drug yourselves out there, stepping around in the snow a little just to hear it crunch underfoot, and then got to work. The snowman ended up faceless and only garnished with a thick, waxy leaf poking out from the top of his head like an antenna. When you stepped back to look at it, Kai had snorted and said, “If that thing ever gained consciousness, we’d be the first people it kills.”

You fiddle with your woolen gloves, and then decide on just tugging them off. It’s toasty enough in the confines of the car; you’ll just tug them back on when you get out.

A nudge at your side has you looking up to Beomgyu. You raise a curious eyebrow at the look on his face—the corners of his lips pulled up into a sneaky grin and the shine of something playful in his eyes.

He leans toward you, the warm scent of him all woody and vanilla sweet in the car’s hot air. Keeping his voice low, a secret just between the two of you back here, he says, “I have an idea.”

An idea could mean anything, coming from him. Especially with that look in his eye. You take a look over the front of the car. It’s as loud as ever up there. Yeonjun and Soobin in the front talk awfully aggressively about something that doesn’t reach your ears, though you’re sure it’s got something to do with Yeonjun’s driving if Soobin’s wide eyes are a hint. Yeonjun’s eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror with a roll. The middle row isn’t as loud as the front, but Taehyun and Kai still are into their conversation enough to not hear what he has to say. The two of them sit at the window seats, talking over the empty middle seat between them. 

You wonder why Beomgyu took this one, in the cramped back seat where your soft thigh presses against his, rather than that one. The climb out of here is pretty annoying, too. The seats don’t go down, so you have to climb over headrests and duck under the car’s fabric ceiling.

“Hmm?” you say, deciding that his secret is safe enough back here.

His smile turns shit-eating. He leans closer, saying, “Want to piss Yeonjun off?”

You’re always down for that. Beomgyu is, too. If there’s anything Yeonjun fears most in the world, it’s to see the two of you snickering off in the corner and exchanging secret words. Most times, you don’t even have to plan it; all it takes is a sharing of a glance and raise of your brows, and you know you’re thinking the same thing.

“What are you gonna do?” you whisper back. The smile that tugs at your mouth is beyond your control—it comes to you just at the sight of his. 

He sends a glance toward the front of the car. “If the both of us only hit him…”

It’s no different from any other nagging thing you put the poor guy through, but it’ll entertain you every time. “Got it,” you say, nose wrinkling as you try to keep your laugh down.

The car comes to a stop. From your window, the expanse of the field you’ve come to turn into a warzone is brushed over with last night’s snow blast. Opened doors let a frozen, curling air in. You share one last knowing look with Beomgyu before crawling out yourself. If you don’t get out fast enough, you’ll become victim to whoever has gotten out fast enough to smush up a snowball just for you.

Flying straight and purposeful through the air, the first one does not hit you, though. It explodes into white powder and a thousand little crystal snowflakes over Beomgyu’s face, clinging to the wispy bits of the hair that falls over his eyes and all down the front of him. You don’t even know which direction it came from. He blinks it off his lashes and lets his mouth hang open for a few moments, before dropping down to the snow to build one in retaliation.

Everything devolves after that. Snow flies in arcs through the air, crashing over shoulders and into the backs of whoever’s dumb enough to turn their back. Barked laughs and shrieks break the morning’s peace. You dodge and dart, taking an awful hunk of snow to the thigh. Letting out a shrill sound, utterly unconcerned with whoever might be asleep in the houses across the street, you shoot a glare at a proud Soobin. He forms another in between his gloves, but you have a mission. 

Beomgyu’s already landed a few on Yeonjun. You squat to roll a few and come up with one, keeping a few more misshapen chunks of snow that could hardly be called a snowball in the nook of your arm at the ready. The first skims just by the side of his head, but the next crumbles against his chest, and each one after that ends.

Off from another end of the field, made a mess with your footsteps cutting the pristine surface and the piles you’ve left on top of it, Beomgyu folds with a laugh. From your peripherals, a few of the boys shout and the scattering of a snowball tells you that somebody’s been hit hard, but all you can hear is his laugh. All you can see is the pink on his cheeks and the crinkling at the corners of his eyes.

Alliances form and a thousand snowballs are thrown, and only when Beomgyu lands a hit right at the back of Yeonjun’s head just after yours crashes against the fabric of his jacket does he realize.

“What the hell?” he spits, lips tugged down in a frown and his brows shot up to his forehead.

You cover your mouth with a soaked glove, but Beomgyu doesn’t cut his laugh. Your snort comes tumbling past the fabric as Yeonjun shakes his head and points at the two of you, laughing dangerously.

For the rest of that morning, with numb fingers and thighs sore from running, you and Beomgyu’s fates were sealed, dodging Yeonjun’s angry and pointed throws. At some point, you duck behind Beomgyu, using the width of his shoulders to escape a ball in Yeonjun’s hand with your name written on it.

Only when all of you are panting and have to drag your limbs, do you drag yourselves homeward. The car’s heater doesn’t warm up quick enough—when you step into the door, treading snow still stuck on the bottom of your boots through the entrance, the air still prickles and nips at your numbed cheeks. You peel layers of your clothes from your skin, soaked where snow had gotten caught and melted against your body heat. Tugging your shoes off was the worst; you wiggle your toes a few times just to make sure you can still move them.

Stuffing yourselves into clothes so warm that you’ll probably all be changing as soon as your bodies return to their normal temperatures, you all sprawl over the couch. Somebody snatches the remote up and clicks through a collection of Christmas classics, but at Taehyun’s insistence, you land on Christmas Vacation.

The couch is solid and warm against your back, the floor hard against your bottom. You had taken the longest to change and scarf a few candy canes down, and each seat had been occupied when you came to join their lounging. You don’t mind much—from here, you can better look at the Christmas tree and try to narrow your eyes down on which presents beneath it are yours. Kai had insisted that nobody snoops.

Beomgyu slips down beside you before the movie starts. He’s warm up against you; you’re not sure how. You’re just getting feeling back in the tips of your fingers. On his mouth, he plays a soft and easy smile, catching your eyes though you want to flounder under his attention.

Leaning toward you once more, just as he had in the car, he whispers, “Did you see his face?”

You share a quiet giggle with him, pressing your head into the fabric of his knitted sweater on his shoulder. “Yeah,” you say. “He makes it too easy…”

It wasn’t the look on Yeonjun’s face that you remember best, though. Captured in the morning light, all you had seen was the pink of Beomgyu’s cheeks and the mischievous glint there, and all you had felt was the way that it settled over your longing heart like how the fireplace warms you now.

You hope that he had been looking at you, too.

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[p0ckykiss]

to the moon and back - choi soobin

summary -> who is sending you these letters….they certainly know everything about you, more than you expected. perhaps a stalker?

warnings -> stalker soobin x female reader, yandere

the crinkling of the perfectly sealed envelope and the unfolding of the delicate paper with the most intricate handwriting. swoops and swerves and strokes marked with the darkest ink.

a secret admirer? you smirked to yourself. it sure was such a flattering thought to think you had a secret admirer. you began reading the beautifully crafted words.

dear y/n.

your beauty simply astonishes me. i want to run my fingertips along your smooth bare face and breathe in the scent of your lavender perfume. you’re running low on it, have you noticed? make sure to buy more. it’s simply my favorite scent in the world. the lasagna you made last night looked scrumptious. would you save a piece for me? you’re the most beautiful girl i have ever come across. love you to the moon and back.

a gasp. what in god’s name..? that certainly did not live up to your high expectations. the paper floated to the pavement like a snowflake falling from the sky. your shoes smacked against your long driveway as you bounded up to the front door.

the click of the lock and the shuffle of curtains closing all around the empty house. you grabbed your perfume bottle and threw it down. the glass pieces scattered across the dark hardwood floor, reflections from the sunlight cascading off of the tiny fractures.

lavender isn’t your scent any longer. not after some creep told you it was his favorite. were you being watched? what a creep. an actual stalker. just the thought sent a shiver down your aching spine.

days passed. nothing out of the ordinary seemed to make it’s presence known. no unwanted letters or mysterious envelopes with a pearly white lace trim. you actually allowed yourself to breathe a sigh of relief. you should’ve known to hold your breath

dearest y/n

oh how i’ve missed that sweet perfume of yours. are you sure you got all of the shards? they were quite plentiful. has that cut healed yet? i’d be more than willing to aid you back to good health. i know you keep the bandages under your bathroom sink. do you know i’m always thinking of you? that black dress you tried on looked magnificently ravishing. no date to homecoming though. let me know if you need a plus one. after all, i’m always watching. i love you to the moon and back.

a high-pitched, shrilling, terrible cry left your vocal cards and pierced through the frostbitten coldness of the afternoon sun. what kind of sick person would go to such lengths? your home, now a place you no longer feel safe in. a shame that is. it really is a beautiful house.

letter after letter after letter. the sender iust wouldn’t quit. the harassment continued and ebbed and flowed like curves in a river. a display of different emotions. happy letters, creepy letters, sad letters. and, your least favorite.

angry letters.

dear y/n,

aren’t you going to write me back? are you not the least bit curious as to who i am? such a shame, really. think you and i would really hit it off. you were getting close to beomgyu yesterday. just friends, you are? hm. it doesn’t seem so. the flirtatious touch of a boy and a girl, and all in front of me? you dare hold his hand in front of me? and to think i really liked you. well, i won’t stop so easily. i’ve got my eyes on you, my love. i love you to the moon and back. -s

a clue! a sign of the quote on quote secret admirer that’s been occupying your mailbox with stacks of words as tall as the highest mountain range. but just a letter. one singular syllable. s. s? s could mean a myriad of things.

another letter followed by a scoff. this guy really has the nerve. he doesn’t scare you anymore. you tore through the envelope, not even trying to be careful this time.

dear y/n,

you betrayed me. what did i say about beomgyu? now you’re taking him to homecoming? what about little ol’ me? you smile when you text him. ive noticed you never smile while you read my letters. is that because you’re not aware of my identity? it’s not like i hide it. you should know by now. i thought you were smarter than that. you’re wearing a new scent lately. lilac, was it? it soothes the nose. but i certainly miss the lavender. i cant wait to see you in your dress tomorrow night. i love you to the moon and back.

your head shot up from your burned gaze on the tear stained paper. he was watching you this whole time? was he watching right then? right now? how incredulous: you need to get out of here. your safety is on its last lifeline.

one more envelope. one more beautifully scripted letter. one last word vomit of all of the things he wanted to say. needed to get off his heavy chest and share with you.

dear y/n;

you’re not going to accept my love, are you? that kiss you shared the other night was a sight for sore eyes. you had to stand on your tiptoes to reach, even in your heels. i guess that’s your type. why isn’t it me? well, i suppose i should give up. he’s won. i don’t want you to feel threatened, so i won’t watch anymore. unlock your doors and leave your curtains undrawn. you’ll be just fine. but still, i love you to the moon and back. -soobin

[boba-beom]

ೃ⁀➷ be good | CHOI SOOBIN NSFW

pairing: idol!soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff, smut | long ass one shot

summary: while you’re both abroad, soobin missed talking to moas but you also missed having some alone time with him. this night is the only night he’s had the room to yourselves, so you decide to play around with him while he goes live. and he lets you.

disclaimer: this only fiction and does not represent this idol in any way.

a/n: happy belated soobin day ♥ it was about time letting this out of the dungeon lol also the date for the weverse live is 2022.07.28. I hope you enjoy it with some references to the live itself hehe. thank you to my angel @junniieesbby for beta reading <3

wc: 3.1 k

WARNINGS UNDER CUT

warning(s): messy oral (m!receiving), face fucking, slight hair pulling, soobin cums multiple times, cum swallowing, use of affectionate terms (baby, princess, good girl, good boy), A LOT of praising, making out, perv!soobin, panty stealing soobs, penetration, soobin's biggggg, slight overstim, momentary cockwarming, whiny soobin:(((, unprotected sex (wrap it up and stay safe!!), boob sucking, soobin’s a lil messy but still so sweet.

"Hello MOAs! How are you guys?" Soobin's voice vibrates against your chest. You're laying on his legs under the duvet while he props his phone on the bedside, showing from his chest up. It was a spontaneous decision for him to go live at a different angle, but it only came to your advantage.

Watching Soobin read out comments from his beloved fans was so endearing to you, you knew how much of a hard-working leader your boyfriend has been for the past three years, but it was just as endearing knowing that he's the same endearing person in front and behind the screen.

What MOAs didn't know was that you were in the perfect position to lightly skim your hands over his thighs and occasionally over his crotch. It certainly did not go unnoticed by Soobin.

"'Who's your roommate tonight? Is it Beomgyu?'" He reads out a comment in which he replies with an airy chuckle, partially from the way your fingertips were caressing his semi-hard dick through his mesh shorts. "Ah, no, we all have our own rooms tonight. I think the members are asleep now, though."

You had to admit, you wanted to applaud Soobin for his voice not faltering while your fingers were wandering around his lower body. Yet, you wonder just how far you could go until he'd beg for a time out. He looks at you for a split second through his black frames, feeling it slightly slip down his nose bridge until he pushes it back up, laying his arm straight in front of him so he could cup your cheek — his way of allowing you to do whatever you want — out of frame from the camera.

His caresses were warm, his thumb rubbing up and down your cheek until you raise your head up to capture his thumb in your mouth. Your tongue swirls around his digit and then released it to place a single kiss on his clothed crotch. You could feel he'd definitely gotten harder from your last touch. Soobin, on the other hand, found his breathing picking up after feeling the warmth of your wet mouth on the pad of his thumb, hoping you'd use your mouth on his cock in the next few minutes.

You tug on the band of his shorts, and as if on cue, he picks up his phone so it was closer to his face. As he continues to read and answer comments and questions regarding their trip in America so far, he removes his frames and sets it on the bedside table. He was holding his phone just above your head, his eyes subtly flickering towards your face every now and then to see what you would do next.

For a moment, you let him answer the next few questions but you were growing impatient. Finally hooking your fingers under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, he hisses out of satisfaction, releasing his pretty, hard cock from the restraints ; watching precum leak from his blushed tip.

He was big. Bigger in both length and girth. The biggest you've seen, and ever since your first time together you had devoted yourself to him, and promised to look after and please him the best you could.

"'Is there a ghost in your room?'" He reads out. You chuckle from the thought that his fans were either messing around with him, or sensing that he wasn't alone.

You took this as your opportunity to start working on him, what could be better than you and his fans teasing him at completely different ends of the spectrum? You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, feeling his thighs tensing under your arms.

"Mmm..." Soobin hums. He could feel a moan about to escape but he managed to save himself from doing so, "BOO!" He pulls the phone closer to his face, thinking he was able to surprise those watching him, but his wavering chuckles didn't go unnoticed.

You slowly place wet kisses along his shaft, trailing up to his tip until the hint of saltiness overtook your tastebuds, tapping the head of his cock on your tongue a few times before lightly suckling on it. If your boyfriend's breathing wasn't fast enough before, then it's definitely picked up now. The urge to roll his eyes back was strong, but he remembered to keep reading new comments to distract him from doing so.

"'Soobin is sexy just by breathing.'" He reads out another comment then carefully observes the way you stretch your lips, taking more of his thick cock in your mouth. The sight was so filthy but it felt so heavenly to him. "Thank you." He chuckles at the comment.

After lightly sucking and licking his tip for a few more minutes, and Soobin talking to MOAs, you decide to take more of him in your mouth, inching the tip closer to the back of your throat, but careful enough to not gag. Soobin places his free hand on the top of your head, his fingers lacing through the loose strands but curling in to form a stable grip in your hair. His other hand still holding the phone close to his face and he positions his phone so only his nose up was in frame. Loosely holding your head up to face him, he didn't have to wait for you to nod and agree to use your mouth for his pleasure, but you were also excited to please him for your own satisfaction.

He began pushing your head lower each time, feeling how wet and slippery your mouth was around his cock, your saliva was starting to drip from your bottom lip and down along his length, just the way he likes it. Your tongue traces the prominent vein under his shaft and you felt your panties dampening by the second. Soobin didn't always use you like this, but when he did, you just knew you were going to be fucked good the second the live ends.

You look up at him, holding eye contact while his mouth is slightly agape from the overwhelming pleasure, and he looks so pretty with his bangs beginning to stick to his forehead, partially covering his eyes.

He shuffles slightly, trying to get into a more comfortable position for the both of you. Using the hand holding the phone to stabilise his balance on the bed, the camera was flat against the sheets, blacking out the viewers' screens. While his fans were questioning the blacked out screen in the chat, you took this opportunity to remove the duvet over your back, throwing it aside with half of it hanging off of the bed.

"I'm close," Soobin silently mouths at you, his eyes hazy and drunk off the feeling of the perfect suction and pace you were going at. You smile up at him when his tip occasionally slipping past your lips and he swore he could have came then and there.

You pick up the speed at which you were going at, using your hands to jerk the part of his shaft that your mouth couldn't take, determined to stimulate him as much as you can. Your sweet boyfriend let out a soft gasp but played it off as if he was just sighing, but even with that, it could have sounded a little off if anyone listened closely.

Releasing his tip with a quiet pop, you were controlling the sound of your breathing, trying to catch your breath without the phone mic picking it up. You smile at the sight of his head thrown back, quickly tapping his thigh and nodding your head in the direction of his phone, reminding him that he just left the live with a blank screen.

Thankfully he adjusted the camera close to his face again, hoping the fans hadn't heard anything and allowed him to adjust properly. "'Where did you go?' 'What was with the rustling?'" He read a few more comments flying up his screen, and you picked up where you left him with his tip occasionally reuniting with the back of your throat.

A gentle sigh slipped out of Soobin's lips when you swallowed around the head of his cock, momentarily squeezing his tip before lightly humming around him. The sound was almost like an incentive for you to keep going, but instead you were left with your eyes widening, afraid that you might get caught at any given second.

"Huh? Hah-" His breath was airy and ragged in the most discreet way possible. You sped up making it difficult for him to formulate his sentence, stuttering out a couple of strangled chuckles, "Oh! My legs— my legs are sweaty so I had to remove the duvet." He sighs in between words all while his cute bunny smile was plastered on his face.

You were shuffling your legs to press your thighs together from the sound of his sighs, hoping he could be more vocal once he's done with the livestream. But you had to remind yourself that you were currently prioritising Soobin's pleasure and you can always receive yours later.

His hand tuggs on your hair again, pulling your head upward just as you were about to bob your head towards his public bone. You inaudibly wince from the brief pain, mouth left open with your tongue hanging out of your mouth with a trail of saliva attached from your tongue to his glistening tip.

Soobin was meant to be answering a question, but he was distracted from the lewd sight just a few inches in front of him. Another smile crept up your lips as you gathered your spit and stuck your tongue out again just for your saliva to slide off your tongue and dribble down the head and his pink-ish shaft. You can't help but ogle at it yourself, he has such a pretty cock you could never have enough of it. His eyes follows yours and his eyelids drops a little, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes back for the nth time that evening.

His dick starts twitching more in the palm of your hand, indicating he was nearing his orgasm at any given moment. "Uh guys, I'm gonna have to end the live now. My phone is at three percent so I need to charge it. Sleep well MOAs!" His breath wavered at the last second. You had never seen him end his lives so quickly before, but it was just the excitement building up.

He places his phone down beside him, lifting the hem of his white shirt a little higher up his torso and pulling his shorts and underwear past his ankles to place them aside. Not bothering to charge the device, he rushes to place each hand on either side on the crown of your head.

His cock inches in a little more each time, reaching into your mouth until the head bumps the back of your throat repeatedly, filling the room with the sound of the gargling. He raises his hips as he controls your head to move until the tip of your nose made contact with his pubic bone.

"Oh baby," he groans, throwing his head back. "God, you're doing so good for me. You almost made me moan on live." He let out a sheepish chuckle, followed by a strangled moan which had the sound shooting straight to the pulse intensifying between your thighs.

The recurring twitches manages to send your sweet boyfriend over the edge, his hand stilling your head as he lets out the prettiest sounds to exist. His moans were laced with curses and a string of your name in between. You watch his torso lift off the bed, curving inwards to look at the way you took in his load.

"That's it, princess. Swallow it all for me, yeah?" The moment your eyes met, the corner of his lips lifts into a smirk. He loved the way you look; your dishevelled hair, your eyes and lips glistening, a sheer coat of his cum leaking from the corner of your lips. Soobin missed seeing you in such a state, and it's only just clicked to him that you haven't done this for a while.

"Baby?" You ask him. "I can't believe you let me do that to you while you were live." You both chuckle, realising how pervy that sounded. To Soobin, however, it sounded like another idea.

He replies with a hum, watching you use your fingers to pick up the spilled cum from the corner of your lips and darting your tongue out to swallow the remaining.

"Would you let me ride you," you crawl higher up the bed, situating your legs on either side of his hips until your clothed core starts grinding over his bare, still-hard cock. "While you're on live?"

You bury your face into the crook of his neck, smelling his fresh scent mixed with his aftershave that you undeniably loved. His arms wraps around your waist, his hands finding purchase on your ass cheeks to squeeze them ; loving the feeling of your ass in his large palms, his thumbs massaging circles before giving your flesh another good squeeze.

"I think you're onto something." He smiles, picking up his phone, which was now charging, and opening the Weverse app to notify MOAs that he'll be able to go back on live shortly.

A soft whine left your lips, lingering by his ear. Pulling back, he leans in to peck your lips a few times until your one hand held his shoulder to steady the kiss and the other wrapping around the side of his neck.

As much as you loved kissing Soobin, moments like these would be engraved in your mind. His plush bottom lip trapped between your teeth, plumping them from your harsh kisses. He tastes like chocolate chips from the Chips Ahoy cookie he ate before the live.

Irregular breaths filled the once quiet room, only heightening his hearing and noticing the way you were softly moaning against his lips. It turned him on for the most part, to the point his dick was throbbing beneath you again. You wouldn't have known until he pushed your ass down and he lifted his hips to meet your throbbing core.

Both of you exchange moans, like harmonies exclusive to the both of you. He could feel your damp panties against his shaft, but the thin barrier was beginning to agitate him.

"Baby, panties off." He litters butterfly kisses along your jaw, and then let you pull your panties down your legs in a slow, seductive manner. You were going to throw them somewhere over the bed, but felt the smallest bit of resistance from his fingers looping through and scrunching it up into his fist to stuff it into the pocket of his discarded shorts. "I'm gonna have to take this, sorry."

Soobin was definitely going to be using that in the near future. When he gets a little turned on for no reason before a performance, he'd need to jack off in the restroom just for his hard-on to disappear, he'd use your panties to help him; sniffing them, or even wrapping it around his shaft imagining that you were dry humping him—his guilty pleasure.

"Put it in," you sigh. You were ready to feel him inside you again, after not having sex for what felt like months because of practice prior the trip abroad, and now his schedule has been packed full of interviews. "Slowly."

You were hovering your core above his hips, pushing your weight on his shoulders to use him to balance yourself. He held the base of his dick, aligning it to your leaking cunt and sliding it up to your clit. Even that small action made your knees weak, your balance faltering to the point your knuckles were turning white on his shoulders.

Soobin's other hand held onto your waist, prodding his blushed tip at your entrance. You felt the pressure of his hand pushing you down, easing himself inside you until your hips were flush against each other.

"I missed this. My baby's been so patient." He growls against your chest in attempt to hold in his moans, but his one hand found its way to your breast, massaging it through your top. He lifts it up, bunching it up under your neck until your chest was on full display just for him.

"Go on baby, show me how much you've missed me." You run your fingers through his hair all while he flicks his tongue at your nipple, moving onto the other in an alternate pattern.

With you working yourself on his shaft, he encapsulates one of your breasts in his mouth, suckling on it with his teeth grazing your hardened nipple every now and again. You let out wanton moans, throwing your head back from the sensation. It was hard to concentrate on the pattern of your hips once you felt his fingers applying pressure to your clit.

You clench onto his cock, feeling yourself heavily throbbing while he's inside you. Soobin releases your boob from his mouth to let out his whines he could no longer hold in.

"Keep moving like that, I want to fill you up with my cum." He whimpers, throwing his head back with his eyes tightly shut. You moan in response, just thinking about him filling you up was enough to push you closer to your high.

After thrusting your hips onto him a few more times, his hands find their way on your hips, holding you down as he curls in, watching his abdomen flex.

"Cum in me baby, be a good boy for me." You coo at him while you kiss his neck. You could feel his shaft pulse inside you until he was moaning in your ear, indicating his release. Spurts of his cum fills you up until it was leaking down your shaking thighs and onto the sheets beneath the both of you.

"Shit, Soob. My legs—"

"It's okay angel, I got you." His voice was a little hoarse, weak from his beautiful moans a second ago.

You continued to slowly ride out both your highs, all while the palm of his hand was caressing your leg, in attempt to ease the shakiness of it.

"You're still pulsing. You want another round?" He smirks at you, eyes hidden under his damp bangs.

You shake your head, "not yet, just stay inside me while you go back on live."

"You're so bad." He chuckles at your proposition, picking up his phone and checking if he looks alright before going back on live.

He loads up Weverse for the second time, holding his phone closer to his face so the frame stopped just by his shoulders. You lean back so your shadow can't be seen, accidentally clenching around his still-hard dick, but Soobin bit the inside of his cheeks to suppress a whine.

"Hi MOAs, I wanted to talk to you still. I'm charging my phone so I can still talk to you guys." He explains to his fans, trying so hard not to buck his hips up into yours.

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