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Forget The Bed - Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk

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Prompts: “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.” + “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, reader doesn’t know how to give a blowjob or handjob, nicknames, nipple sucking, handjob, blowjob, kitchen sex, some hair pulling/tugging, marking, bruising, clit stimulation, fingering, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

As you were busy in the kitchen making lunch, your mind was preoccupied with another thought, you couldn’t really pinpoint when or how your mind had drifted off to that thought instead of focusing on making lunch with your boyfriend, Dawon. And he could see that you were a little absent-minded as you were making the food with him, he suddenly grabs onto your waist and pulls you to a halt and turns you towards him.

“Hey, what’s on your mind?” He asks. You blink up at him as you realise you had given away that something was bothering you and heavy on your mind. “You can tell me, I can see you’re not all here with me today, what’s up?” You begin to lower your eyes from his face.

“I uh…” You begin, feeling heat slowly travelling up your cheeks. “I uh, I don’t know what to do…” You could practically feel his confused stare at you as you spoke. “I… in the bed, when I… when I need to touch you, I’m clueless…” You hear him inhale sharply. “Like… I don’t know how… to make you feel good,” You see his hand come into your view before he lifts your chin with his index finger to have you look up at him.

“Where is this thought suddenly coming from?” He asks in a soft tone. “And that’s all right, that’s more than all right if you don’t know,” He places his thumb on your chin.

“I… I don’t know, to be honest…” You softly say. “It just… I don’t know when I started thinking about it…” He could see that the light and sparkle in your eyes had dimmed, and he hated seeing you this down about something like that. “I don’t know what to do…”

“Then let me teach you,” He says. “We all have to learn, and if you really want to know what to do, let me teach you,” He could see your eyes lighting up at his suggestion. “Do you want me to do that, baby?” You eagerly nod your head, the preparation of your lunch now completely out the window. You watch him look around the kitchen, he felt way too excited and way too eager to teach you what to do. “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here,” Your eyes widen as he releases your chin, and you watch him take a step back and curl his fingers around his pants and push it down along with his underwear.

“I… wha…?” You say, almost dumbfounded at how eager he was. He moves closer to the kitchen counter and lifts himself onto it and sits down on it, he reaches towards you and hooks a finger into the waistband of your pants and pulls you closer to him until you’re standing between his legs.

“Hmm, right here… you’re the perfect height right here,” He says. You lower your eyes and saw that all you had to do was bend over, and you would be right against his cock. “This way you’re not hurting your knees and legs either, and you can pull a chair closer if you want to sit down as well,” You swallow and slowly nod your head. “Ready, baby?” His tone had shifted, and you could feel the air shifting as well, the temperature felt a little warmer than a few moments ago. You could see that his eyes had visibly darkened as he was looking at you.

“I… uhm, yes…” You say and place your hands on top of his knees. “I… yes, I am,” You could feel your heart hammering in your chest and Dawon places a hand on your shoulder, making you look up at him.

“You can back out if you want to if you don’t want to do it now… just say the word,” He says, his eyes soft as he looks at you, but you could see the lust burning in them.

“Hyuk… I want to…” You say. “I just… wasn’t expecting this… reaction,” You squeeze your hand against his skin. “And not immediately like this either, I… but I want to, I want to do this, Hyuk,” He nods his head and reassuringly squeezes your shoulder. “What do I do first, besides… making you hard right now.”

“Relax,” He says. “You need to relax, feel over my thighs, touch them, squeeze them, kiss them, bite them,” You nod your head and slowly slide your hands higher up his thighs, making sure to lightly use your nails. “Ohh, like that, just like that,” You lean over and place a kiss on his knee before slowly kissing upwards, pausing once you reach his mid-thigh to nip at his skin. “Hmm… you’re a quick learner, baby,” Your hair falls over your shoulder and the ends brush against his thighs. “Ohh, oh… it's like every part of you is touching me,” You feel his fingers comb through your hair before he grips your locks into a rough make-shift ponytail and holds onto it.

“Should I go get a hair tie?” You ask before nipping at his skin again, you feel him half tug on your hair as you do. Your hands reach the top of his thighs, and you circle your thumbs over his skin.

“No, no need,” He says. “My hand is here to do the job,” He spreads his legs more, and you dip your head lower, your nose drags along his skin and your tongue pressed against his thigh as you move your head lower. “Ohh… are you sure you don’t know what to do?” You move your hands to the hem of his shirt and curl your fingers around the fabric.

“I wanna see your tattoos…” You mutter and lift his shirt, he releases your hair and lifts his arms for you to remove his shirt, you briefly pull away from his thigh to pull the shirt over his head before your head was right back to his inner thigh, kissing the spot. His hand comes back to your hair, quickly bunching it up in his hand again, while your lips before to move upwards along his inner thigh.

“I… baby, I… are you sure you don’t know what to do?” He asks, he could feel your lips getting closer to his cock that was just starting to get hard. You lift your head to look up at him and move your head to his side, moving completely away from his legs and cock to pay attention to the large Michael Jackson tattoo on his side, your lips brush over the inked skin and move higher and higher. “Ohh… fuck,” He sucks in a deep breath before taking his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I’m completely sure,” You mutter before your lips brush over his nipple, you look up at him, and he watches as your tongue slips past your lips before flicking over his nipple, you feel his grip on your hair tighten for a split second before it loosened. You press your hands against his thighs as you flick your tongue over his nipple again. “If I knew… then I would have known what to do last night,” Your fingers press into his thighs as you push your body more against his, your mouth moves higher and pause against his collar tattoo. You flatten your tongue against his skin and drag your tongue over the tattoo.

“O-ohh,” He breathes out. You had read somewhere that you had to pay attention to practically his entire body, and as much as you wanted to follow his advice, you wanted to mix some of the advice you got from online into the lesson. “Okay, Okay… but, oh…” His words die down as you bite down on his skin right next to the tattoo and begin sucking a mark into the spot. “Ohh, oh, fuck… that’s it, mark me up, baby,” Whatever he had wanted to say was now completely forgotten about. “Ohh, hmm,” Your fingers dig into his skin, most likely creating some light bruises.

You pull back from the mark you had just sucked into his skin and admire it for a moment, your teeth mark decorated it along with his skin that had turned a dark purple-red colour, you smile to yourself before kissing down his pecs before flattening your tongue against his chest and licking towards his nipple that had yet to receive attention. His other hand grabs onto your waist, and you feel his fingers dig into your skin through your clothes as you lick over his nipple before your lips close around the bud, and you suck on it.

“Fuck, Y/n, baby…” He groans out, he could feel his mind slowly starting to spin. Your body was unconsciously rubbing against his, and you suddenly freeze when you feel his cock pressing against your stomach, which was slightly exposed as your shirt had rid up. “Hmm, feel that… feel what you did to me,” You slowly begin sucking on his nipple again while instinctively moving your hand away from his thigh and to the base of his cock. “Ohh, oh, fuck, yes, you got it,” You instantly pull your hand away as you release his nipple.

“Fuck, shit, no, no, I don’t,” You quickly say, his eyes widen, unsure why you suddenly pulled away and worried that something had happened that caused you to abruptly do so. “Let me try again,” You bring your hand up to your mouth and lick a stripe over the palm of your hand before wrapping it around the base of his cock. “Okay… okay…” You watch him visibly tense as he feels the cold wet spot on your hand makes contact with his hardening cock.

“Fuuucckk,” His groan was low, and his lids fluttered for a moment. You lean over, and he watches you with intent, he hears your mouth moving along with a wet sound before his eyes completely shut as he feels hot warm liquid dripping onto the head of his cock. “Fuuuuckkkk, fuck, oh, fucking…” He could feel the liquid slowly turning cold as it runs along his length. “Oh, my fucking… Gawd…” His grip on your hair tightens and the moment he felt your hand slide along his cock to collect your spit, his head fell back, and he loudly swallows. “You’re doing good, more than good, fuck,” His legs jerk as he feels your lips make contact with the top of his thigh. “You gotta answer some questions for me after this, baby.”

“The answer is still no, I don’t know what I’m doing… I’m just going off instinct and what I read online,” You say as you lift your head. The head of his cock brushes against your cheek as you move your head higher, leaving a smear of your saliva and his pre-cum behind on your cheek. “But I’m getting so wet right now…” You feel his hand slide from your waist into the waistband of your pants and panties before you felt his fingers creeping over your mound before they reached your pussy. “Hmm, Hyuk…” You twist your hand around the base of his cock as his fingers slide over your folds and press down on them, causing a wet sound.

“You do sound fucking wet,” He mumbles, he presses a little harder against your folds and feel his fingers quickly becoming coated with your arousal as it pushes past your folds. “Fuck… this… this is getting you so wet,” His fingers circle over your clit and your hips buck forward against his hand. “Fuck…” You slide your hand along his length as he rubs his fingers over your clit. “Rub the tip.”

“Hmm, Hyuk… keep going,” You mutter. You twist your hand around his cock as it reached the tip. You slide your thumb over the head of his cock, over his slit, and hear him take in a sharp breath. “Feels good?” You do it again, and he lets out a shuddering breath, which causes your pussy to clench as you realise that you were making him feel that good. He slides his fingers along your pussy, and you feel two digits poking at your slit before they slip into you. “O-ohh,” Your back arches at the stretch of his fingers and your lids flutter as a blissful feeling goes through your body.

“Fuck, yes, it feels good,” He mutters and curls his fingers inside you, pressing the palm of his hand against your clit as he does. Your toes curl against the kitchen floor, and you almost grip his cock harder. “Gawd…” You lower down, and you look up at him as you move your hand down the length of his cock. “Oh… fucking…” You swipe your tongue over the tip, causing his muscles to twitch and his thighs to flex.

“I’m glad to hear that,” You say, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum on the tip of your tongue. “Let me make it feel better then,” You lick over the head once again and slide your tongue down, feeling the texture of his cock underneath your tongue. His breathing becomes harder, and you notice beads of sweat collecting onto his skin, and suddenly you were made away of your own sweat that was forming on your skin and making your clothes stick to your body.

“Ohh… fu-fucking hell…” He breathes out, his grip on your hair tightens as he feels your tongue sliding lower until it stops against your hand and slides back up to the head. “You don’t need to be taught…” Your hand twists at the base of his cock, and he lets out another groan. “Yo- FUCK!” He sits straight as your mouth wraps around the tip of his cock, his fingers begin to pump in and out of you, and you could feel your muscles tightening as a ball of pleasure was forming inside you. You place your tongue at the slit and glide the tip over it as you slowly bob your head up and down the tip. “Fuck, fuck…” His fingers begin moving faster the more you paid attention to his slit. “Oh-hh,” You slowly slide more of him into your mouth.

“Hmm,” You hum around him, and watch his lids flutter before he harshly tugs at your hair, pulling you off his cock, his fingers roughly pull from you, and he climbs off the kitchen counter, fire burning in his eyes and his body tense. “Hyuk…”

“I gotta be inside you right fucking now,” He mutters and backs you up towards the nearest wall. “I need to feel you…” His hands grab onto the hem of your shirt, and he lifts your shirt over your head, tossing it to the side before his hands were between you and the wall, undoing your bra and quickly discarding it. “Fuck, why do you have to wear so much clothes?”

“Then let me help,” You mutter and move your hands to your pants and curl your fingers around the waistband of them and your panties and push them down, you step out of him. Before you could even process the next move, he had lifted you and hooked your legs over his elbows, spreading you wide open for him and pushed his hips against yours, his cock pressed right against your pussy between your folds, you barely had enough time to grab onto his shoulders for support.

“Put it in,” He instructs. You reach with one hand and managed to wrap your hand around his cock and slowly slide him through your folds before you pushed the head into your entrance, you immediately let go and grab onto his shoulders tightly before he thrusts up into you.

“HYUK!” You gasp, feeling his cock swiftly fill you. You were both sensitive from touching each other, and you both knew, neither of you would last long. “FUCKING, GAWD!” His hands were firmly pressed into the wall as he held you up with his arms.

“Fuck, fuck… I’m gonna fucking blow soon,” He mutters. You watch his jaw clench as he tries to get his breathing under control. “Fuck…” He slowly pulls his hips back, his cock sliding out of you halfway before he was pushing right back into you.

“FUCK!” You cry out and press your head against the wall. The sound of your wetness moving quickly fills the kitchen as he finds a desperate pace for the both of you. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you begin turning your head from side to side. “Fuck, fUCK, Hyuk, oh my, Hyuuukkk,” The sound of your moans and his groans bounce off the kitchen walls, making it all sound so sinful.

“Fuck, fuck,” He breathes out. His fingers curl against the wall as he feels your walls clenching around him. “You’re mi-milking my cock s-so good,” Your eyes shut as you feel his pubic bone rub against your clit with each thrust, your breathing was fast and heavy as your high was rapidly approaching you.

“Hy-Hyuk, I’m gonna…” You mutter and clench your jaw as you try to hold on a little longer. You suck in your stomach as your muscles tighten up, your toes curl, and you close your eyes and see specs of dust floating behind your lids. “F-fuck… Hyyyuuuukkkk,” His thrusts were becoming uneven as he started to chase after his own high.

“F-fuck, me too,” He grunts out. You could feel sweat rolling down the back of your calve, you could feel your hair sticking to the back of your neck. “Fuck… baby, Y/n…” You could hear a strain in his voice as he was nearing his high. “FUCK!” Your back arches against the wall as you feel him thrust into you with such force. That’s when you felt yourself being filled with his hot cum, the feeling immediately causes the tension inside you to snap, the dust behind your eyes quickly turns into stars and your mind is thrown right into the clouds.

“HYYYUUUUKKKK!” You scream, you were certain his shoulders would be bruised with how hard you were gripping onto them. “OH, OHH!” Your body felt euphoric as you went through your high, it was an indescribable feeling that you were going through. His hips rock into yours at a fast pace before slowing down and coming to a halt with his cock growing soft inside you.

“Fuck… so good… so good,” He mutters. His lips press against your skin as he softly kisses that spot over and over again as the afterglow feeling begins to settle in, and the air surrounding you slowly begin to cool down and nip at your sweat-soaked skin. “You did good… without much of my help…” He lifts his head to look at you. “Where did you read?” You give him a tired smile and open your eyes.

“Do you really want to know?” You ask. He slowly lowers your legs to the ground, letting his cock slip out from you, he presses his body against yours to keep you standing upright.

“I do,” He says. “So I can get an idea of what you read,” You lick your lips.

“Well… it was from fan fiction actually…” You mutter. “I read that, but I didn’t think that if I followed what I had read that it would actually work,” He nods his head as a smile begins to form on his lips.

“Fan fiction…” He slowly says. You nod your head. “About who?” You could feel heat rising up to your cheeks.

“You…” You whisper. His lips immediately crash against yours at your words, he felt overwhelmed with love, he thought you might have read about someone else, but hearing it was about him had his heart growing, and he couldn’t help himself but kiss you this deeply, so show how much he loves you. The kiss lasted several seconds before he pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against yours, both your eyes closed as you both breathed in deeply.

“Let’s go get clean,” He whispers. “Let me take care of you now for doing so amazing, and being so amazing,” He takes your hand and gently pulls you away from the wall and leads you out of the kitchen and down the hallway towards your bathroom.

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seokmattchuus · 8 months ago

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SF9 Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Lazy Days (Seokwoo Drabble) 🩵🖤

Reaction to you wanting them to choke you 💜

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divinefireangel · 2 years ago

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Writer I'm lowkey sorry for requesting such filth 🫂 but may I get a reaction where their shy s/o is quiet /shy to moan in bed.,. But they want them to kinda force it out of them,,, like they want to be corrupted by them please🙏Thank you❣️ keep up the wonderful works 🫂❤🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

👀 Oo I don't mind XD

Corruption Kink with SF9

Warnings: Smut. Dirty talk. Filthy talk. Mention of multiple orgasms. Corruption kink (duh). Dom!SF9 x F! Bodied Reader. Begging. Strength kink (I have a thing for Sanghyuk's biceps 😭). Oral (f receiving). Unprotected sex (sry) (YB). Wall sex (RW). Shower sex (HY). Fingering (JY). Praise kink. Degradation kink (mildly). Choking. Mention of creampie. Pussy pleaser Zuho agenda. Voyeurism (implied).

Nice lol *after seeing the warnings*

Youngbin

Running his hand down your torso, grazing your nipple, Youngbin tries to soothe the pain a little. Resting his hand on your waist, he leans down, kissing your lips sweetly before pushing his length in you completely. Swallowing your gasp, he starts to peck down your neck.

"Fuck babe. You so tight. So good to me. So perfect." He says reassuringly, distracting you till you tell him he can move. Pulling out a bit he starts fucking you deeply. "Come on baby. Makes those pretty sounds for me. You know how much I love them" he urged you with each thrust.

Shyly, you closed your eyes to fully feel how well he fills you up. Naturally the oversensitivity from the previous orgasm was adding to the pleasure. "Bin! " you gasped when his thumb applied pressure on your clit.

"There we go" he smirked, continuing to fuck you meticulously. Tightening your knees around his hips you squealed whenever he found your spot. The squeals only got louder as you neared your second orgasm of the night. "Tell me how good you feel"

"So good" you breathed out repeatedly [pulling him closer as you came around him, moaning softly as you breath sharply, coming down from your high and helping him reach his.

Inseong

Locking his phone and throwing it to the side of the couch, you straddle this poor confused man. Sighing sharply you try to bring up the courage to ask him to fuck you. But fuck.... How could you? You're his perfect little babygirl, his obedient baby who doesn't behave like a bad girl.

"Earth to Y/N! What's wrong baby? Wanted my attention? " he asks with a teasing tone that makes you wanna hide in his chest. Muttering nothings you try to hide away in the crook of his neck only to be stopped by his right hand wrapping around your throat, the effect of this action going right to your core. Gasping for air, your eyes grow darker than they already were and your toes curl.

"Has it really been that long since I fucked you stupid? Is that why you wanted my attention?" His other hand rubs your butt cheek, groping the flesh till you soak through your panties. You start to hum in protest but are stopped by his index fingers over your lips, shushing you. Biting his lower lip, he waits till your tongue darts out to kick his finger.

"I didn't expect you to become so forward with me so soon baby. I am proud but I can't let this slide. What if you disturb me for attention when I'm busy or with the members? Can't have that can we? Maybe I'll just fuck you with my fingers that you like to suck so much. Will that be enough? Or do you want me to shut you up with my cock? " His whispered words make you blush and clench around air while he fucks your mouth with his hand.

He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, a string of saliva joining your tongue and his fingertips. Using his free hand he opens your pants and panties just enough to let his hand slide in till your clit. Raising his eyebrows in approval at how wet you are, he draws patterns on your clit.

You grab his shoulders for support, closing your eyes and moaning his name softly. He connects your lips at the moment his finger penetrates your hole, making your eyes roll back in your head. Pulling away from the kiss you cry out, begging for more.

"Aw, crying already? I haven't even started properly baby. I'm gonna push you to your limit today. It's been real long since I fucked you full right? "

Jaeyoon

"Fuck can I just rip it open? " you ask breathily, struggling to remove the buttons of his shirt, desperately wanting to feel his body on yours.

"I don't know, can you? " he smirks pulling down the shoulder straps of your dress, pooling it on the floor.

Grabbing your wrists from his chest, he loops them around his neck and feels your body from your shoulders, down your back, unhooking your bra in the flow, and finally stopping when he reaches the back of your thighs.

Pecking your lips, he lifts you up and walks over to the bed, softly placing you on the center of the mattress.

"Since my shirt is annoying you so much, I'll just... " grabbing the collar of his shirt, he rips the annoying cloth open using his strength. Gasping softly, you feel his well built torso, marveling over how perfect he is. Your man is just so hot beyond imagination.

He leans down to kiss your lips for a moment before moving down towards your core, ensuring to make you squeal by shamelessly licking your boobs, nipples hardening when released.

"So pretty for me, so perfect... " he trails off, kissing your clit over your panties. Hooking his index fingers in your panties, he tugs at them hard till they tear open.

"Jaeyoon! "

"Don't worry baby, I promise to rip you open like this with my cock tonight" he chuckles.

"Jaeyoon... " you whine and turn your face in attempts to hide your red cheeks from him, which makes him laugh.

"Why? Don't you always like it when I paint your pretty little pussy? Hmm? Why so shy now baby? Scared you'll end up screaming when I fuck you like I say?" He whispers into your ears, fingers fucking into your hole, scissoring to stretch you out and his thumb occasionally brushing your clit. Mewling you try to hide your face from him again. Clicking his tongue in disappointment, he starts sucking on your neck, fingers not stopping their dance in you. When you let out soft moans, easing into the pleasure you're feeling, he smirks knowing damn well he's gonna have you screaming in no time.

Dawon

"Oh my god" you whispered softly as Sanghyuk's tongue flicked your clit suddenly. Gasping silently your hands moved to tug his hair, your legs trying to close but being prevented by his strong arms.

Swallowing the lump in your throat you breathe heavily as he kisses his way up from your core to your lips. A hand of his comes to caress your cheek while he smirks above you. "Do you plan on keeping my ears deprived of your sweet sounds even when I fuck you stupid? " he smiles and questions hotly as he marks up your neck.

"Hmm? " you look at him with doe eyes.

"Fuck don't look at me like that. I'm already finding it hard to control myself" he says kissing your mouth.

Unexpectedly he grinds his naked length to your core, coating his dick with your juices, kissing you, biting your lips and happily swallowing your shocked squeals and yelps that arise from each hip movement.

"Jagi you sound so cute for me" he lines himself up to your entrance, head just prodding into your hole. "Please don't hold back your moans from me baby, otherwise I may have to fuck you till you can't stay quiet anymore" he thrusts his whole length into you at once and starts to fuck you with a fast pace.

With every sound from you he just went deeper and faster, eliciting more moans and cries from you everytime.

Zuho

His groan vibrates through your body, your back arching off the couch handle where he has you over. Your left leg on the floor isn't really helping much as it rises up every time he hums into your pussy, you right leg on his shoulder, his hand holding your thigh and other keeping your legs open for him.

Moaning loudly your hands squeeze your boobs, breathing heavier than when you run a mile. Detaching from your pussy with a pop, he chuckles darkly. "I don't think I've ever heard you moan so loud. I could get used to this yeah "

Diving back in he pushes your left leg towards your chest, his tongue going in deeper than before making your eyes water with joy. His thumb rubs teasing circles on your inner thigh, stimulating you more than you thought possible.

Giving your clit one final suck, he pulls away completely and rises up till your face, kissing you and making you taste yourself on his tongue. He breaks the kiss soon and begins to palm his cock in his trousers.

"I want you to make yourself cum hard, and then I will kiss every inch of your body till there's goosebumps everywhere and then I'll fuck you so good the neighbors will wish they were us, okay? "

Rowoon

"I swear you're making me go crazy" Seokwoo said picking you up and backing your against the nearest wall will your back in flat against it.

Gasping silently you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and legs around his waist.

Biting your lower lip then licking it, you lift your gaze up from his shirtless torso to his lips to his eyes, only to find them staring at you with such vigor. Smirking he takes a step forward, closing off any gap whatsoever between your bodies.

"What do I do now. Hmm? I go feral around you, and that isn't a very good look for a man so calm like me know? How do we fix this? " he finishes by rutting his hard-on to your clothed core, a series of soft moans erupting from you when he doesn't stop with one rut. You could tell exactly at which moment he got lost in the feeling of you, his eyes turning black with no sign of his chocolate like irises.

Digging your fintertips into his shoulders you slowly tilt your head back till it collides with the wall, giving Seokwoo the chance to lick up your throat. Breathing airily you move your hands to his neck, pulling him away from your neck and kissing him on his lips. The kiss is hot. Tongues mercilessly fighting, hair being tugged lightly, heaving chests not having much space to rise up without touching all with Seokwoo humping you.

Pulling away to catch your breath, "Please fuck me. Please, please, please, please... " you beg cutely not being able to take this torture anymore. Nodding in agreement Seokwoo moves to undress your bottoms and tenderly thrusts his length into you once naked. Mouth falling open in synchronized moans, your volume increases with inch of you being filled by him deliciously.

"Don't you dare stop moaning for me" he fucks you against the wall till you came screaming around his cock two times.

Yoo Taeyang

"And he was so cool you know, just as he always is..." Taeyang fanboys over his idol, quite an eventful day for him today. You really want to listen to him, you do and he looks so adorable and his eyes are so bright but here you are, thinking about his fingers pinching and rubbing the skin of your thighs, just below where your shorts and how it's making you wet cause he's so close to your aching core.

"Baby, are you listening? What's wrong?" He asks, concerned that you have something else on your mind.

"Nothing, sorry. You were saying...." Oh he doesn't buy it. He bites his lip, cause he knows you like the back of his hand, probably better. He knows that his fingers are affecting you, not that he'll admit that it was intentional.

"Come here" he pulls your leg over his lap, making you straddle him and wraps his pretty hands around your waist, holding you close.

"You know you can tell me if you want to fuck me right? " You gasp at his crude words making him chuckle at your adorableness. With a finger under you chin he leans forward attaching your lips together, his favorite dance to do with you to fluster you and make you whine for him to do something, anything to make you cum. And that's the best part for him, breaking you down till you become his needy little cockslut.

"We're not getting off this couch till your legs give out from riding my cock, you understand?"

Shyly you nod your head, unable to meet his eyes. God you'll be the death of him.

Hwiyoung

Inspired by a lovely chat with a friend 😏

Lukewarm water runs down your bodies. Lips engulfing each other's in sync, a lovely dance with running shower water as the music. Youngkyun breaks the kiss and gently brings his hand up to your cheek to rub it. Biting his lip he brings the same hand down, touching your chin, to your neck, to your shoulder and down your arm and finally intertwining your fingers together.

Whilst doing so, his gaze falls on your chest, breathing heavily while reddish marks adorn it in a scattered pattern. Suddenly he spins you so you face the shower and his pink lips attach themselves to your neck. He grazes your skin with his teeth and licks up your earlobe. While distracting you with his antics, his free hand travels down from your waist, over your abdomen and towards your core. You let out a small moan when his fingertips start circling around your clit.

"So sensitive for me baby. Do you like that? Do you like it when I claim you as mine? " he whispers lowly in your ears but all you can concentrate on are his fingers slowly going deeper to where you need him the most. Harshly biting your shoulder, you squeal at the sudden act only to realise that you failed to answer his question.

Your answer is cut off by an unexpected moan, your thighs closing around his hand as he starts to thrust his fingers one by one into your core. "Don't worry baby, it's just you and me. Moan all you want and as loudly as you want " he says needily rubbing his hardened dick on your backside. The rest of the shower was filled with soft whimpers and surprised gasps from the both of you.

Chani

"Baby, why didn't you tell me this?"

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me how great it'd be to sit on my face" Chani says casually almost making you drop the dish you were washing.

He grins at your reaction, catching the way you are breathing heavily at the slightest bit of teasing. He walks up behind you, hugging you as the fingers of his right hand travels up and down your arm, leaving goosebumps in its way.

"My friends told me that it feels amazing to have your girl sit on your face. And I'm sure your girlfriends also would've spoken about it." He explains and presses his half hard dick to your bum, grinding against you and grabs your hips to hold you in place before you run away from him.

"I... Don't... Yeah they did say something but I didn't pay attention cause... I... Fuck... Chani!!" Your words are cut short as your boyfriend started to kiss your neck, bite it even and distract you from your thoughts. His hand hovers around the elastic of your shorts, tugging it so lightly, it's almost not noticeable. As if his actions weren't enough to make you lose you mind,

"You sound so pretty baby. I want you to sit on my face now so I can hear you beg for me to make you cum. " He whispers in your ear, thumbs hooking in your shorts and pulling them down impatiently.

#sf9 #sf9 reactions #sf9 smut #sf9 smut reaction #sf9 x reader #sf9 x reader smut #youngbin smut #inseong smut #jaeyoon smut #dawon smut #zuho smut #rowoon smut #yoo taeyang smut #hwiyoung smut #chani smut #sf9 chani #sf9 headcanon

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chanis-banani · 2 years ago

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SF9 - submissive headcanons

concept: what I think each member would be like when letting you dominate them

genderneutral reader

mentions: dirty talk, brat behavior, praise, degradation, overstimulation, hair-pulling, marking, spanking, swearing, bondage, masturbation, tickling, choking, biting, blindfold, temparature play, oral, voyeurism, teasing

Youngbin

a gentle and charismatic leader - but what if you take the lead?

Youngbin would get flustered pretty easily when you do stuff to him, but he would like it

rather than feeling weird or embarrassed about being so vulnerable for you, it would make him excited

a very vocal sub - he would make lots of nervous little noises as you toy with him

wants you to be vocal too - moaning his name and praising him

is a slut for dirty talk

like when you put your lips closely to his ears, so he can feel your breath on his skin as you whisper dirty things to him

it will give him goosebumps and send shivers down his spine

will definitely beg for lots of kisses and whine when you pull your lips away from his

3 step plan to make Youngbin lose his mind: 1) stroke your fingers through his hair - 2) moan his name against his lips in between kisses - 3) continue doing step 1 and 2 while you fuck him - bonus step) have fun watching how he becomes a little mess for you

would love to fall asleep in your arms after you've finished

Inseong

a brat, but not a very brave one

will rile you up - then act all innocent like he didn't do anything, in the hopes of getting away with being disobedient

most of his bratting would be all talk anyway because this man talks a lot in general

he would surrender very easily once you physically overpower him

you don't even have to tell him when it's time to start begging, because he will easily start doing it on his own

loves attention, whether it's by getting praised or degraded

also hates loves to get overstimulated

when he cums and you keep sucking until he screams for mercy >>>

speaking of screaming, Inseong is LOUD

he will whine, moan, beg, tease, scream and cry out your name until it drives your neighbors completely crazy

I don't care that he's tall, Inseong is the small spoon

make sure to stroke his head as he falls asleep

Jaeyoon

the switchiest

so when he's being dominant, he will do a lot of dirty talk and leave plenty of marks, etc

but when he wants to get dommed, he makes sure he gets dommed hard

like Inseong, Jaeyoon will talk back at you a lot and then act all innocent

but while Inseong would act innocent so he can safely surrender, Jaeyoon just acts innocent to catch you off guard

just when you're about to go easy on him, he jumps up and pins you down beneath him, laughing at you for being a weak dom

he gets hard just from seeing the frustration on your face

and even harder when you spank him with your heart-shaped paddle to get revenge

likes to be degraded

a very short scenario: Jaeyoon is kneeled down in front of you, breathing heavily. You hold him tightly by his hair, forcing him to look up at you. "Why did you try to overpower me just now, you filthy bitch?" you ask him with a low voice. He blushes and bites his lip a little. "Because I like it when you get angry..."

Dawon

yet another brat

I really mean this with lots of love, but this man is so annoying

and probably even more so in bed, because he will do anything to get a reaction out of you

he will mock you when you threaten to punish him

and even during his punishment, he will make kissy faces at you to show that you're not punishing him hard enough

aside from slight scratches and hair-pulling, actual pain isn't really his thing, so there are only two good options for you to get your revenge in a fun way:

option #1: tie him up and make him watch as you start masturbating on the other side of the bed/room

option #2: tie him up and tickle him until he can no longer breathe

and to top it off: make him say "thank you" for being punished

wants you to be rough with him nonetheless - pushing him around, tugging his hair, rough kisses and light choking

Zuho

a good boy

it takes a little while for him to get fully comfortable with the situation, but once he's relaxed, he can completely lose himself in your touches, forgetting about the world around him

once you get him in that state of mind, new doors will open for you to play around with him

he will completely surrender himself to you on a very intimate level

slow, deep movements are the best way to drive him to his limit in no time

and if you play around with his neck in the meantime, he will just melt in your arms

pressing kisses on his adam's apple, licking his neck just below his jaw, and especially biting are some of the things that will make him feel overwhelmed with bliss

biting the side of his neck like a vampire, to the point that tooth marks are still slightly visible the next day >>>

Rowoon

not the submissive type initially, so it takes a lot of convincing before he agrees to getting dommed

actually he mostly agreed because he was sceptical about how dominant you could really be in the first place

even while he's getting tied up, he makes some teasing remarks at you like: "are you sure you can do this?" and "ppfff, I could easily untie these ropes, but I'll let you have your fun"

man, what a mistake...

the next day you send him off to practice with hickeys all over his body

because of this event, you had discovered something that neither of you expected... Rowoon liked being tied up

the thought of him, a very tall and strong man, being dominated by somebody smaller than him turned both of you on

most of the time, he still takes the dominant role

but since that little experiment, every once in a while you would get this very specific look from him, telling you it was time to get the ropes out

Taeyang

two words: sensation play

just wearing a blindfold alone will make him twice as horny and you can continue to build from there

stroking a feather along his chest to give him goosebumps

dripping hot candle wax on him to make him arch his back

dragging ice cubes along his thighs and lower belly to make his entire body shiver with pleasure

just watch him buck his hips in the air while you drag the ice cube along the base of his cock

these types of play do more for him than the idea of the power exchange itself

but there is one way of making him feel like a submissive little toy that gives him butterflies in his stomach

when you grab his chin and lift his head up, forcing him to make eye contact with you

he doen't get shy that easily, but when you do that....

Hwiyoung

most of his submissiveness just comes from how whipped he is for you

if you order him to go down on you for two hours, he will do it without whining and without asking questions

in fact; he will gain lots of pleasure from it

but his favorite thing might just be to watch and admire you

you could stand still in front of him without doing anything and he would get on his knees and praise you for how gorgeous you look

he would even enjoy to watch you masturbate, delighting in the sight of you and the lewd noises you would make

loves it when you perform oral on him as well

when you push him firmly into the mattress and tightly hold his hips as you suck him off >>>

only cums with your permission and doesn't mind if you tease him first

will be the big spoon afterwards

Chani

acts tough at first, but very easily reaches his breaking point

all you have to do is squeeze his nipple once and he becomes a squirming little sub for you

is overstimulated very easily

but hates to be teased at the same time

one thing you like to do to him a lot is bringing your hips very close to his, but just out of reach - and it drives him absolutely crazy

has a habit of clinging on to you

another short scenario: Chani had his arms wrapped tightly around your neck while he desperately kept grinding his dick back and forth against your pelvis. His tight grip and heavy breathing against your neck told you exaclty how needy he was for any friction at all. "Aww, what's wrong baby?" you chuckled at him, making him loosen up his grip a little to look at you. "Please, I'm so horny. I need you." He gulped when he saw the smirk that grew on your lips. "Alright then," you replied as you pushed him into the mattress, getting ready to fuck his brains out.

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moondark00 · 5 months ago

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Wenn ihr zusammen ein Fotoshooting habt ( smut) pt.2 When you have a photo shoot together (smut) pt.2

Prolog: Ihr habt euch seit einigen Wochen nicht gesehen, wo durch seine/ihre Sehnsucht nach dir immer weiter wuchs. Sie hatten einfach einen engen Zeitplan wegen einem neuem Song und zu diesem Photoshooting wurdest du und die Freundinnen der Anderen eingeladen, dar das Konzept mit liebe zu tun hat.

Prolog: You haven't seen each other for a few weeks, where his/her longing for you continued to grow. They just had a tight schedule because of a new song and you and the others' friends were invited to this photo shoot because the concept has to do with love.

Dawon: Dawon hat sich anfangs nichts anmerken lassen, dein Kleid sah so schön an dir aus, es machte ihn unruhig, doch er konnte dich nicht einfach jetzt entführen, ihr hattet jetzt euer Shooting, und er hatte mitbekommen, da die Member genau so unruhig wie er waren wegen ihren Freundinnen. Es war wohl doch nicht so eine gute Idee, Frauen zu diesem Photoshooting dabei zu haben. Er sah wie die Älteren nach dem sie fertig waren, so schnell wie möglich mit ihren Frauen verschwinden und er konnte es kaum abwarten, ihnen es gleich zu tun. Er wippte ständig ungeduldig mit seinem Bein bis ihr Beiden dann endlich dran wart. Ihr hattet schon besprochen welche Pose euch am besten gefällt, deswegen dauerte es auch nicht lange bis die Fotos geschossen wurden. Er stand hinter dir mit seiner Hand auf deinem Bauch und seiner Hand aus seiner, die andere Hand steckte er in seine Hosentasche, so sah er einem CEO ähnlich der mit seiner Frau zu einer schicken Gala geht. Er kam etwas näher mit seinem Gesicht zu deinem Nacken und hauchte dir leicht an deinem Ohr vorbei, zu dem Zeitpunkt hast du noch gar nicht daran gedacht das er was ganz bestimmtes von dir wollte, aber dann wurde es dir klar, ihr hab euch eine Woche nicht gesehen, er vermisst dich ja schon nach 1 Tag. Er flüsterte dir ins Ohr " folg mir wenn wir fertig sind" Du wusstest genau was er wollte und das lies dich ohne Probleme erregen. Als es dann endlich fertig war, ging er ganz cool und gelassen mit seinen Händen in seinen Hosentaschen, durch die Gänge ,er versuchte eigentlich bis zur umkleide zu kommen, doch du warst schon direkt hinter ihm und er konnte nicht mehr warten, er drehte sich blitz schnell um und zog dich um die Ecke um dich dort an die Wand zu drücken. Du konntest die Lust in seinen Gesicht sehen und es fachte deine eigene Lust nur noch mehr an, woraufhin du ihn direkt in einem Leidenschaftlichen Kuss der Sehnsucht fängst. Er presste seinen Körper bei dem Kuss direkt an deinen wodurch du die Beule in seiner Hose sofort spürtest. Es lies dich in den Kuss seufzen, er zögerte nicht eine Sekunde lang und schob dir so gleich seine Zunge in deinen Mund. Dein Kleid schob er ein wenig hinauf um dir dein Höschen zu klauen, es fand seinen Platz in seiner Tasche, während er seine Hose öffnete und dich mit seine starken Armen an deinem Po hoch hob. Du wusstest das er darauf stand, dir seine stärke zu zeigen und weil er dadurch grade keine Hand frei hatte, nahmst du sein Glied um es an deinem Eingang zu platzieren, er zögerte nicht und rutschte sofort komplett zwischen deine warmen, sanften Wände. Es brachte euch beide dazu Sehnsüchtig zu stöhnen, doch er Küsste dich gleich danach wider, damit euch beide keiner erwischt. Eng: version

Dawon: Dawon didn't let on at first, your dress looked so beautiful on you, it made him uneasy, but he couldn't just kidnap you now, you had your shoot now, and he had noticed that the members were just as uneasy as he was about their girlfriends. It was probably not such a good idea to have women with you at this photo shoot. He saw how the older ones disappeared with their wives as quickly as possible after they were finished and he could hardly wait to do the same. He kept wiggling his leg impatiently until it was finally your turn. You had already discussed which pose you liked best, so it didn't take long before the photos were taken. He stood behind you with his hand on your stomach and his hand out of his, the other hand in his trouser pocket, so he looked like a CEO going to a fancy gala with his wife. He came a little closer with his face to your neck and breathed lightly past your ear. At that point you hadn't even thought that he wanted something specific from you, but then you realized that you hadn't seen each other for a week and he was already missing you after just one day. He whispered in your ear "follow me when we're done." You knew exactly what he wanted and that excited you without any problems. When it was finally finished, he walked through the corridors with his hands in his pockets, very cool and relaxed. He actually tried to get to the changing room, but you were already right behind him and he couldn't wait any longer. He turned around in a flash and pulled you around the corner to press you against the wall. You could see the desire in his face and it only fueled your own desire even more, whereupon you caught him in a passionate kiss of longing. He pressed his body directly against yours during the kiss, which meant that you immediately felt the bulge in his pants. It made you sigh into the kiss, he didn't hesitate for a second and immediately pushed his tongue into your mouth. He pushed your dress up a little to steal your panties, they found their place in his pocket while he opened his pants and lifted you up by your bottom with his strong arms. You knew that he liked to show you his strength and because he didn't have a free hand, you took his penis and placed it at your entrance, he didn't hesitate and immediately slid completely between your warm, soft walls. It made you both moan longingly, but he kissed you again straight away so that no one would catch you.

Zuho: Er sah wirklich gut im Anzug aus, vor allem wenn er komplett schwarz ist und seine Haare nach hinten gegellt wurden. Er versuchte sich mehr als sonst auf die Fotos zu konzentrieren, deswegen, war es schwer das richtige zu finden, er war nie wirklich zufrieden mit den Posen, obwohl es ihm sonst nicht so wichtig ist, war es heute ihm doppelt zu wichtig, so kanntest du ihn gar nicht. Es wurde dir immer unangenehmer und du wusstest nicht mehr ob du überhaupt noch weiter machen wolltest, man sah dir an wie unwohl du dich fühltest, weil du nicht mehr wusstest was du machen solltest. Er stand vor dir deswegen bemerkte er es nicht bis er sich zu dir umdrehte, er hatte jetzt eine wirklich gute Idee, doch als er dein Gesicht sah wurde ihm erst bewusst was grade passiert ist. Zuho forderte dich auf zu ihn zu kommen, dabei hält er dir seine Hand hin, doch du nahmst sie nicht " was ist los ?" fragte er dich, er konnte sich es denken, aber er wollte auf Nummer sicher gehen. "Du hast mich verunsichert....ich weiß gar nicht mehr was ich machen soll oder ob ich überhaupt noch auf den Bildern drauf seien will...". "Oh gott.... babe es tut mir so leid, ich wollte einfach das diese Foto perfekt wird und jeder sieht wie schön du bist... und was für ein Glück ich habe so eine tolle Frau gefunden zu haben" mit seinen Worten fing er dich wieder ein. "Aber das ist doch eigentlich unwichtig, es reicht mir schon wenn nur du mich so siehst" du kamst jetzt auf ihn zu und küsstest sanft seine Lippen. Er erwiderte den Kuss sofort mit einem typischen lächeln, er holte sich einen Stuhl und stellte ihn auf die Platform, er setzte sich und gab dir die freie Wahl wie du dich Positionierst. Du wusstest genau was am besten aussieht und da er dich so gut wie möglich präsentieren wollte, hast du das gemacht was eine bestimmte Botschaft an alle schickte die das Bild sehen werden. Du stelltest dich neben ihn und legtest die Hand auf seine Schulter, während du dein linkes Bein seitlich auf seinem stützt. Nach dem Photoshooting nahm er dich mit in sein Studio und setzte dich direkt auf seinen Schoß, als er in seinem Stuhl platz nahm" ich hab dich so sehr vermisst, dass ich so frustriert war und nicht bemerkt habe woran es eigentlich lag meine Süße." er sah dir direkt in die Augen, dabei knetete er sanft deinen Hintern. " keine Sorge...du wirst dich gleich viel besser fühlen" sagtest du verführerisch und lehntest dich in seine Berührung, dein Schritt drückte direkt auf sein erregtes Glied, es lies ihn aufstöhnen. Die Member wollten sehen ob es zwischen euch alles gut ist, doch als sie die Geräusche und das Stöhnen von euch aus seinem Studio hörten, war diese Frage schon beantwortet. Eng version

Zuho: He looked really good in a suit, especially when he was wearing all black and his hair was gelled back. He tried to concentrate more than usual on the photos, so it was difficult to find the right one, he was never really happy with the poses, although it is not that important to him normally, today it was twice as important to him, you didn't know him like that. You were getting more and more uncomfortable and you didn't know if you wanted to continue at all, you could see how uncomfortable you felt because you didn't know what to do anymore. He was standing in front of you, so he didn't notice until he turned to you, he had a really good idea now, but when he saw your face he realized what had just happened. Zuho asked you to come to him, he held out his hand to you, but you didn't take it "what's wrong?" he asked you, he could guess, but he wanted to play it safe. "You've made me feel insecure… I don't know what to do anymore or whether I even want to be in the pictures anymore…" "Oh god… babe, I'm so sorry, I just wanted this photo to be perfect and for everyone to see how beautiful you are… and how lucky I am to have found such a great woman" with his words he caught you again. "But that's actually unimportant, it's enough for me if only you see me like this" you came towards him now and kissed his lips gently. He immediately returned the kiss with a typical smile, he got a chair and put it on the platform, he sat down and gave you the freedom to choose how to position yourself. You knew exactly what looked best and since he wanted to present you as well as possible, you did what sent a certain message to everyone who would see the picture. You stood next to him and put your hand on his shoulder while you rested your left leg on his side. After the photo shoot, he took you to his studio and sat you directly on his lap as he sat down in his chair. "I missed you so much that I was so frustrated and didn't realize what the problem was, my sweetheart." He looked you straight in the eyes while gently kneading your bottom. "Don't worry… you'll feel much better soon," you said seductively and leaned into his touch, your crotch pressed directly against his erect penis, making him moan. The members wanted to see if everything was okay between you, but when they heard the noises and moans from you coming from his studio, that question was already answered.

Rowoon: Rowoon war so groß das eine Pose im stehen nicht in Frage kam, außer er würde dich hochheben, doch weil er das auch nicht die ganze zeit konnte, weil er heute wieder Probleme mit seine Rücken hatte, habt ihr auch etwas mit einem Stuhl gemacht. Rowoon saß auf dem Stuhl und die auf seinem linken Bein, dabei schlugst du die Beine übereinander und legtest den Arm um seinen Nacken, seine Hand lag auf deiner Taille um dich festzuhalten. Die Fotos hatten ein bisschen was, von einem Mafia Boss und seiner Braut die genau so taff wie er war. Du bewegtest dich ab und an, weil es nicht so einfach war so sitzen zu bleiben, selbst wenn er dich festhielt, irgendwann schlief den Po einwenig ein. Du rutschtest leicht ab und bevor du hin fielst, hielt Rowoon dich fest und setzte sich kurz komplett auf sein Schoß, da spürtest du wie Hart er grade war.... war er etwa die ganze zeit schon erregt ?. Du sahst ihn wissend an und er sah mit erröteten Wangen weg, das hieß für dich das du einfach so tun sollst als wäre nichts, was du auch machst. Zum Glück waren fast nur noch die Maknaes da wodurch er wusste, fall es jemand von den drei mitbekommen hat, würde niemand von denen etwas sagen. Als ihr fertig war, hob er dich auf einmal wie eine Prinzessin hoch, er wusste das jetzt niemand in der Umkleide war und deshalb trug er dich genau dorthin. Er setzte sich mit dir auf die schwarze Couch und entspannte kurz, du saßt wieder genau auf seinem Schritt und spürtest, sein bedecktes Glied wieder unter deinem Geschlecht. " tut mir leid ich hab heute wieder ein wenig schmerzen" gestand dir Rowoon und lehnte sich in die Lehne des Couch. " wer sagt den das du hier irgendwas übernehmen musst, ich kann auch mal die Führung übernehmen" antwortest du, du knöpfst seine Hose auf und deine Hand glitt direkt hinein um sein Glied zu streicheln, er stöhnte durch deine Berührung. "pass einfach auf das niemand herkommt" sagtest du bevor du dein Höschen zur Seite schobst und dich auf seinen Penis sinken ließt. Eng version

Rowoon: Rowoon was so tall that a standing pose was out of the question, unless he lifted you up, but because he couldn't do that all the time because he had problems with his back again today, you did something with a chair. Rowoon sat on the chair and you sat on his left leg, you crossed your legs and put your arm around his neck, his hand was on your waist to hold you tight. The photos had a bit of something about them, of a mafia boss and his bride who was just as tough as he was. You moved now and then because it wasn't easy to stay sitting like that, even when he held you tight, at some point your bottom went a little numb. You slipped slightly and before you fell, Rowoon held you tight and sat completely on his lap for a moment, and you felt how hard he was…. was he aroused the whole time? You looked at him knowingly and he looked away with blushing cheeks, which meant that you should just act as if nothing was happening, which you did. Luckily, almost only the maknaes were there, so he knew that if one of the three noticed, none of them would say anything. When you were finished, he suddenly picked you up like a princess, he knew that no one was in the changing room now and that's why he carried you there. He sat down with you on the black couch and relaxed for a moment, you sat right on his crotch again and felt his covered penis under your sex again. "I'm sorry, I'm a little sore again today," Rowoon confessed to you and leaned into the armrest of the couch. "Who says you have to take over anything here, I can take the lead sometimes," you answer, you unbutton his pants and your hand slid right in to stroke his penis, he moaned at your touch. "Just make sure no one comes here," you said before pushing your panties aside and sinking down onto his penis. That's it from me again :3 thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it

English is not my main language, I'm sorry if there are any mistakes Das wars mal wieder von mir :3 vielen dank fürs Lesen ich hoffe es hat euch gefallen

#sf9 #sf9 smut #rowoon smut #dawon smut #zuho smut #sf9 zuho #sf9 rowoon #sf9 dawon

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sockiess · 5 months ago

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BIG TALK

hey guys!! long time no talk I know. So i’ve been pretty silent on here and that’s because i’ve come to the realization that I don’t like writing for Hayden anymore😀. Don’t get me wrong i still love him but he’s not my hyper fixation anymore and also it’s not fun writing for him when there is so much hate surrounding this fandom. I’ve put a lot of thought into this and the only reason why it took me so long was because I was afraid of losing the support i’ve gotten or my cool mutuals. But 99% of the mutuals that I talked to have left like June and Maeve’s version, the only one that I keep up with is @erosmutt (love them). I really want to talk about books and my interest and not just write about characters, that’s not saying that i won’t write fanfics anymore because I def will!! they just won’t be for Hayden all the time :)! And I’ll still write for Hayden on occasion I just don’t want to just write for him :). I’m going to put what I’m interested in at the end of this so yall can see what I will be writing :) and i’m so sorry for any of my anons who requested things 💔 I know I should’ve closed my request a LONG time ago but i was really trying to push myself and force myself to write😔

i’m sorry if I let any of yall down :( 😔

my interest:

OBX (mostly JJ maybank)

The Boys of Tommen Series by Chloe Walsh (Johnny Kavangah , Joey Lynch, Gerard “Gibsie” Gibson)

Dawsons creek (Pacey Witter)

Criminal Minds (Spencer Reid)

so yeah if you have any requests for these characters please request them!!

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headintheclouds-posts · 2 years ago

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Hey, if your requests are still open, could you please do a sf9 reaction where they are out with some friends and with them there's also a friend of friends which is the reader and they never met before but they don't know the boys are famous and so they treat them as normal people?

Hello Lovely <3 I hope this is what you wanted xx

SF9 Reaction: When you don't know them

Youngbin meets you through friends at a small get together. You begin chatting and he realises how much you both have in common. When you ask him what he does for a living he finds himself smiling and awkwardly looking at his feet. He finds it incredibly cute that you don't recognise him and tells you he works in music management, not really wanting to give himself away. As you spend more time talking together, he eventually asks for your number and invites you on a date where he plans to open up more about his job.

When you both meet at a birthday dinner for a mutual friend, he finds himself inwardly laughing when you ask for his name upon being seated next to him. He can't help but feel drawn to you and keeps dropping not so subtle hints as to who he is. Eventually your friend pulls you to one side and pulls up Inseong's details on the internet to save you from further embarrassment as you were the only clueless one at the table. You find yourself apologising several times and telling him you enjoy his music. A few days later he builds up the courage to ask the friend for your number as he can't seem to get you out of his mind.

Jaeyoon can tell by the look on your face when you're introduced to each other that you have no idea who he is, so he ends up deciding to run with it. He is the type to make up an elaborate story about being a lion tamer or racing car driver and enjoy the cute/shocked look on your face. He finds you so innocent and adorable that he can't keep himself away from you. Eventually when someone else joins the conversation and asks him about his groups comeback, it eventually clicks in your mind who he is. You apologise profusely and he just waves it off as nothing. Definitely will ask if you want to make it up to him though by allowing him to take you out and how could you say no to that face.

You reach out to shake his hand and ask for his name after being introduced and his eyes grow to be the size of saucers. Dawon will laugh at first thinking its a joke but eventually will realise you're being serious. Ends up taking you by the hand to the nearest table and passing you a headphone before putting the other in his ear. Makes you listen to several songs and feels proud when you recognise some. Tells you that you need to meet up regularly for more SF9 lessons, but really just wants to spend more time with you.

Zuho's group means everything to him and he is so proud to be apart of it. When the two of you meet for the first time, he is shocked when you don't know who he is. He seems like he would take it quite personally so you end up in a long discussion about SF9's discovery and you can't help but smile and how cute and passionate he is when he explains it all to you. He continues to discuss it whilst walking you home and the only way to stop him from talking is to kiss him.

Everyone's eyes are on him when he enters his friends open day party for their new clothing store. You see alot of people taking pictures and asking for autographs. You however slink into the corner having no idea who he is and racking for brain for ideas. Your friend would introduce you both and you find yourself asking what he does for a living...best to be upfront instead of pretending to know. You see his eyes widen a little before a smile settles on his face. Once he explains who he is, he realises that you haven't gone into a fan girl moment like alot of people do upon meeting him. Spends the rest of the evening hovering around you and finding himself jealous when another man approaches you. After you break away from others to get yourself a drink, he would be super open and ask you out on a date.

Taeyang is another one who would be open about his career when you first meet. He isn't too shocked you don't recognise him but he definitely uses the opportunity to get to know you more whilst explaining about himself. By the end of the night you are both entrapped in a discussion about music, movies and the meaning of life. His softness and warmth makes you feel a sense of comfort you didn't know existed. It will be you who makes the first move by passing him your number and kissing him on the cheek before quickly leaving the venue. Safe to say you already have your next several dates planned together.

Hwiyoung would enter your friends birthday party looking all cool and dripping with confidence. Confidence which is knocked when you ask for his name. He can't work out whether your joking or being serious so would just stare at you blinking waiting for you to waiver. Eventually once he has gotten over the small shock he explains who he is and can't help but feel butterflies in his stomach when you recognise their newest song. Hints heavily about you coming to a concert they were having and takes your number to send you the details, whilst secretly planning to ask the group on how he can ask you out properly.

Nothing really fazes Chani so he's not in complete shock when you don't recognise him at an art show held by your friend. He can come off as quite distant and you're not quite sure why at first. Chani would be quite happy to let you talk and get to know you better before dropping the bomb that he's a famous singer and actor. Would awkwardly ask you out and pass you his number before turning on his heel and leaving you stood there dumbfounded.

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lizzyk137 · 2 years ago

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Hwiyoung's Secret- A Hwiyoung Fanfic (Hwiyoung X Reader)

Description: Hwiyoung and you have been dating for two years, but he isn't ready yet to make it known to anyone. But when one of his friends announces that they're into you, he makes it known to you that you're his. Warning: Smut, breeding kink, angst, arguing, finger penetration, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, aggression, teasing, possessive.

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"Y/N, you're looking really good today." Dawon said, smirking as you walked through the door to their dorm.

You looked down at your crop top and leggings. You had just finished working out and got a call from Hwiyoung to hang out, and you didn't think of changing because you knew what he wanted to do with you did not involve any clothes. You also didn't realize that the whole group would be here either, something Hwiuoung had forgotten to mention.

You just shrugged and sat down on the floor near Hwiyoung. You smiled up at him, and he gave you a small smile back then proceeded to look back at his phone.

Hwiyoung and you have been friends before he became a K-pop star and during his debut, you guys started leaning more towards a different type of relationship. You both didn't talk about it till a two years ago since he was busy with the guys and with building up his acting career and learning more about production and song writing. All the guys knew you were close friends and always teased you about getting you both together but you just shrugged it off until Hwiyoung came clean about his feelings for you during a drunken night. Ever since then you have been secretly dating each other, and it didn't seem like Hwiyoung was ever going to let anyone know about it any time soon.

You've always supported his decision to keep it private from the public eye but you didn't understand why no one close to you could know. They guys didn't know, your best friend Sam wasn't allowed to know and neither of your parents knew that you were anything more than close friends that have known each other since they were kids.

It frustrated you not to be able to share anything with anyone or ask anyone for advice. You had your fair share of fights over it but it always ended with you giving in to Hwiyoung. You didn't care if the world didn't know, in fact you would rather not be in the public eye, but at least your close friends and family. You didn't want to keep hiding and lying to them. It was starting to become too stressful and it was taking a toll on you mentally. And you sure as hell, wasn't bringing up the idea of marriage, no ,atter how much you wanted it, if he couldn't even come clean to his parents.

"So Y/N, are you seeing that guy who gave you his number a few weeks ago?" Rowoon's voice pulled you away from your thoughts. Hwiyoung turned to look at you questioning along with the rest of the boys, except his look had a hint of jealousy behind it.

"Nope," you said quickly, "I threw out the napkin that it was on. I'm just focusing on me right now."

"We've known you for years now, and we have never seen you date anyone. I'm not getting any younger, I need grandkids!" Inseong chimed in dramatically, making everyone laugh but Hwiyoung who was scrolling through his phone not caring. "No, seriously. You should get out there, you don't have to marry the first guy you see but at least have fun. You're young, enjoy it."

You nodded back, not knowing what to say when your boyfrined of two years is sitting right next to you and not seeming to be interested in the conversation.

"You know who would be a good match for her?" Dawon said after a minute.

"Oh?" Hwiyoung said, finally showing interest.

"Me!"

Everyone looked at him confused.

"Y/N and I have a lot in common plus we hang out the most after Hwiyoung. Plus, I'm good looking, you're good looking." He pointed to you. "We'd make some cute babies. It's time for me to settle down, plus have I also mentioned how good looking I am?"

You laughed nervously as the rest of the boys chuckled and started to tease Dawon for his 'secret' crush. You snuck a peek at Hwiyoung but he just stared at his phone with his jaw clenched tightly.

It carried on for two weeks. Hwiyoung not saying a thing as Dawon openly flirted with you in front of everyone. You gave excuses when he asked you out and you shyly ignored when he flirted with you even though it wasn't the guy you wanted it from, you secretly liked it. And Hwiyoung knew that. He didn't let you know that he knew but he saw you look down as your face turned slightly pink before you rejected Dawon for another time.

You didn't say anything when the two of you were alone and neither did he but he knew you wanted that from him but he couldn't give it to you. It was starting to frustrate him too and a lot of time that frustration took its form through picking a stupid fight with you over something so small or nothing at all. He could see that he was hurting you but every time he saw you, all he could see were Dawon's advances and you enjoying them enough that you would leave him. Hwiyoung knew you would never cheat on him, you loved and cared for him, but he knew that that could only go so far after awhile and you wanted more than what you were recieving. He was afraid you'd leave, but he didn't do anything to stop it because Hwiyoung knew that you deserved better.

"Hey, where have you been?" Youngbin asked as Hwiyoung made his way into their dining area.

"In the studio. Were you guys waiting long?"

"No, we all just got here."

Hwiyoung looked around as he sat down at the table noticing two people were missing from the group. "Where is Dawon and Y/N? I thought they were supposed to be here."

"Oh, they're down at Lucille's, I think." Chani replied, and Hwiyoung's eyebrows raised.

"Like the restaurant Lucille's?"

Chani looked confused. "Um, is there any other type of Lucille's around?"

Hwiyoung grunted in reply and opened the lunchbox that Jaeyoon passed him. He stayed quiet the rest of the meal as he felt his anger boiling over as he thought of Dawon and his girlfriend on a date, especially in public.

Eventually he followed the guys back to the lounge area and sat down on a couch watching the clock waiting for your arrival.

Finally, after an hour of waiting, the door opened, and you and Dawon walked through chatting. You were wearing the tiniest dress with the biggest smile on your face, as you walked past him without even noticing him. He knew he was angry and jealous, especially when you were dressed in something he gave you to go out with another man. He knew that you would never cheat on him on him, but being quiet for so long was starting to eat at him. Hwiyoung knew he shouldn't say anything, but he couldn't help it. "So how was the date, love birds? Set a date yet?" He regretted it as soon as he said it as he watched the hurt flash across your face.

"If you call running errands for my manager at different restaurants a date then I guess it was good." Dawon said as he sat down confused to why Hwiyoung was so angry.

"Well, at least you can be so open with your relationship in public. I know a lot of girls like that kind of stuff. Right, Y/N?"

You looked down at your hands nervously, as you felt tears prickle your eyes before swallowing the rock that was sitting in the back of your throat as anger overturned your hurt. You looked up meeting his dark eyes and held your head high. "I wouldn't know. I never had a boyfriend, and if I did, it sure would be a guy who was okay with me hanging out with male friends."

You could tell you riled Hwiyoung up as he stood up and got close to you. "Well at least if I had a girlfriend, she would be appreciative of our relationship being private to keep her safe in public."

"Well, if I had a boyfriend, we would at least have communication and compromise on it. I don't need a man to protect me, I can take care of myself and would know what I was getting myself into." You took a step forward, both of your chests touching as you starred at each other.

By this point the boys were starting to piece things together as you two continued to argue back and forth.

You were over the argument after a couple minutes passed and you didn't care that the boys knew that you both were dating. "At least I would be with a guy who wouldn't hide me away from everyone and to have the guts to let everyone know I'm his when his best friend openly flirts with me!"

Hwiyoung's jaw clenched and eyes narrowed as he spewed out, "My room now."

"Fine!" You stomped over to his room, and the door slammed behind you before you felt yourself pinned to the wall as Hwiyoung's lips crashed onto yours.

He lifted you up as your legs circled his waist as he grinded his hips into yours, earning him moans of pleasure from you. His lips pulled away from yours as they made a trail down to your neck where he sunk his teeth into your flesh for a few seconds before sucking on the spot and then running his tongue over the bruised skin.

He pinned you closer to the wall as his hands left your butt and up your dress, tugging it off as he kept you lifted up. One hand found their way back to your butt, squeezing it as he continued to lift you, and the other found its way to your throat as he wrapped his long fingers around it. You gasped as he grinded back into you, pleasure filled your body as the feeling of your airways being squeezed with the pleasure of his large cock rubbing into your wet sensitive areas.

He let go of your throat and stood you back on the ground as his lips trailed their way from your ear down your clothed chest and down to the waistband your panties. He took it in his teeth as he slid them down, his nose lighting touching your clit making you whimper. He tossed your underwear to the side, then traveled his hands back to your bra, unclasped it, and threw it. His pulled off his shirt, and you licked your lips in anticipation as he undid his belt and then slid his pants off, revealing a very large and hard mound in his boxers. You knelt down and licked up his clothed member before pulling down the material to expose his large, girthy cock.

You took it in your hands as you rubbed them up and down his shaft before enveloping him in your mouth. He moaned your name before grabbing the back of your hair as he forced you up and down his cock making you gag as the tip of his penis hit the back of your throat easily. "Just like that baby." He moaned as your chocked on his cock, tears springing from your eyes. He started bobbing your head faster as he thrusted his pelvis back and forth out of your mouth, making you gag as your spit covered his length shaft.

You looked up at him with tear filled eyes and his breath hitched at how beautiful you were, especially taking his cock in your mouth. Thinking about how you could look at another man with those innocent eyes infuriated him. He quickly pulled his cock out of your mouth, pulled you up from the floor and slammed you against the wall, lifting up your leg and shoving his cock into your tight folds, making you scream in pain and pleasure.

"Are you trying to make me jealous?" He whispered, his lips brushing your ear while his cock pounded in and out of you. "Going off with another man, a man you knew wanted you, for hours while I waited only for you to return only to find you wearing a dress that barely covers you and acting like nothing happened."

"Maybe I was, you never show your emotions for me and you barely do when we're alone. It was payback for all those girls you were with that sparked those stupid dating rumors all these years." You could barely get the words out since he was pounding into you so harshly but you knew you had to lie to get him angrier or he would never let out what he needed to.

"Payback?" He grunted as he shoved deeper into you, your legs wrapping themselves around his waist to keep up with his pace. He pulled your close to him, lips barely brushing against yours. "I can give you payback, baby."

He carried you over to the bed, throwing you down as he pulled out and turned you around on all fours. He spread your legs as he knelt between them and slowly shoved his cock in, the both of you groaning in pleasure. He started slowly going in and out, making you whimper as his girth stretched out your wet pussy. His hands tightened on your hips as he pulled out, his tip rubbing agaisnt your entrance. He grabbed both of your arms and pulled them back, your face shoved agaisnt the mattress looking back at him.

Hwiyoung smirked while he looked at you ass wiggling for his cock to fill you up as you looked at him with big, wanting eyes. "If you were looking for payback baby, then look no further. I'm going to fuck you you so good that you won't look at another man. You'll be mine, bouncing on this cock with your pretty face." He shoved his cock in hard pulling out slowly and repeated.

"What if I don't want to be yours?" You taunted between moans.

He groaned at your taunts. "Baby girl, I'm going to spill so much of me seed into you constantly till you're nice and full. Just the thought of you carrying MY baby sends me on edge. I'm going to make you a breeding machine so every man knows your mine." He thrusted in harder and as his pace quickened.

"Oh my god... Hwiyoung!" You screamed as his tip hit you g-spot over and over, sending waves of pleasure over you. His cock rubbed against your tight walls as he fucked you senseless, your legs shaking from pure ecstasy. You could feel your orgasm building and getting closer as your brain went blank with only thoughts of his cock spilling into your tight, wet pussy. "Oh baby, fill me up."

"Gladly." He thrusted into you harder making a scream fall out of your mouth from your orgasm at the sheer force of his cock slamming into you. You felt his cock stiffen followed by ropes of his hot cum spewing into you. He kept fucking you until your were a moaning mess, just moaning his name repeatedly over and over.

Your body shook and you could barely hold yourself up. He let you fall onto the mattress as he continued to fuck you from behind. "Look at you all cock drunk. I can't wait till my seed claims you. You'll be drunk on this cock even as your belly grows bigger from my baby. I'll breed you like crazy." He thrusted one last time into you, his cock spilling his seed and your felt your walls close in at just the thought of him claiming you.

He slowly thrusted his cock into you, shoving as much cum into your pussy as he could.

Hwiyoung placed a kiss on your back and gently pulled out, making you groan as your pussy felt empty. He turned you over and placed a kiss on your clit, took his two fingers and shoved them into you, pushing the cum back in that was starting to spill out. You hissed as his tongue lapped up your juices near your clit. He chuckled, a big smile spread across his face as he continued to finger fuck his cum into you. "You're all mine, baby girl. And now they definitely know we're dating."

#hwiyoung #sf9 #sf9 inseong #sf9 youngbin #sf9 chani #sf9 dawon #sf9 smut #sf9 scenario #sf9 universe #sf9 hwiyoung

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airaibunny · 2 years ago

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WJSN(Cosmic Girls, 우주소녀)

seola-

xuan yi-

bona-

exy-

soobin-

luda-

dawon-

eunseo-

cheng xiao-

mei qi-

yeoreum-

dayoung-

yeonjung-

#wjsn seola #wjsn bona #wjsn exy #wjsn luda #wjsn dawon #wjsn eunseo #wjsn cheng xiao #wjsn yeoreum #wjsn dayoung #cosmic girls #wjsn chocome #kpop imagines #kpop girls #kpop fanfic #kpop fluff #kpop smut

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lost-inthedream · 1 year ago

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SF9 reaction to you asking for a boob massage

Pairing: sf9 x female reader

Warning: bad words, sweet-talking, tongue-kissing, neck-sucking, nipple play.

Genre: smut

Bonus song rec: Make up, by Sam Kim feat. Crush

Context: In all drabbles, the reader wears a blouse with no bra.

Youngbin:

Rises an eyebrow and shows a malicious smile. You can see in his eyes how your request made some gears roll in his head. "Just a massage? That's all you need now?" He tilts his head to the side to suck on your neck and starts kneading your clothed breasts with both hands. The way he moves down to your collarbones, wets your skin with his tongue is noisy and lewd but he takes his time before pulling your blouse up and settling you on your bed.

Inseong:

To your surprise, he straight up asks you to take off your top and lie down on the bed, then he straddles your hips. Inseong takes one second just to contemplate your state, the way your boobs accommodate in such a position is a perfect view. "Why are your nipples already hard?" he provokes. You suddenly become shy so your eyes move away. He flicks your nipples before going all the way for an actual massage.

Jaeyoon:

"Do you really think I will be able to massage them?" he doubts while cupping your tits, verifying their weight for the hundredth time. They have the ideal weight for his hands, he bites his lip while waiting for you to say anything. "Why wouldn't you?". Jaeyoon ignores your question for a moment, he has to slide his hands under your shirt before anything. Once his palm is directly touching your skin, he gasps and explains "I can't touch it for long, I need to suck on them."

Dawon:

"Only if you give my tiddies a massage too" he laughs. Honestly, he cracks you up. Anyways you eventually say yes since he looks to be waiting for a confirmation. Sanghyuk hugs you from behind and starts his ministrations, he is not the most delicate but it is far from hurting you. Just the way he firmly groups both your breasts together is a bit harsh. "I love the way you can't be apart from me, doll. You need me pulling moans from you all the time, right?"

Zuho:

warning: use of the word 'daddy'

That is his weak spot: your tits. They are soft, beautiful, they are his. He hates admitting but his mouth waters when he thinks about your boobs. He was working on something and he usually refuses to stop and fuck you when you ask for it. So this time you tried something unexplored. His eyes naturally drop to your breasts as soon as he hears that word. "Oh, shit" he hisses. You come closer toying with your cleavage and he just pulls you onto his lap, his hands immediately stimulating your hardening buds. "Daddy, I said 'massage'".

Rowoon:

He gives you tits massages without you asking for it but you can surprise him nonetheless. He is dressing up after his shower and you observe his broad chest and broad body as a whole. "Come here already, I need a massage... on my boobs". He turns to you automatically. "Uh? Did you say boobs?" You nod with a cute pout on your lips. In a second, he lies by your side and hugs your middle, reaching one breast with his soft hand. You give him a scalp massage as payment.

Yoo Taeyang:

You said tit massage, he heard tit massage but he caught you and now he is tongue-kissing you with his hands underneath your shirt. You knew that would happen, Taeyang is absolutely unable to touch a pair of boobs without having anything in return. You can't help smiling against his hungry lips and, eventually, making him question what is happening. "You're so precious, ma boy". Both you and him have drool all around your lips. He smiles shyly so you pull him closer again. His hands under your shirt, your fingers playing with the zipper of his pants.

Hwiyoung:

Gives you the said massage very diligently, maybe too diligently. He also straddles you so he can see all your facial expressions and the way your nipples respond. He is very collected, yet he is becoming breathless. "Fuck, Hwi, why do you have to do it so well?" He smiles like an idiot. "Am I doing it right?" His voice is a fragile whisper that pokes your nerves even more. He continues flicking your nipples with his thumbs from time to time and you moan louder in response.

Chani:

Girl, Chani has spoiled you too much, pushing his hands under your t-shirt way too often. Tonight, he was just exhausted and spooning you, sometimes leaving chaste smooches on your neck. "Babe?" you call him. He barely hums in response, and then you ask for the massage. He chuckles and starts sweet-talking you right away "Sure, my love. Let me free your beautiful jewels. You know how much I love them, right?"

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kcake555 · 2 months ago

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Dawon cake 🍰

sf9

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itsbeeble · 1 year ago

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LET LOOSE

SUMMARY: Younghoon has hated you since the day he met you. He thought you were stuck up with that better-than-you princess attitude of yours. What better than to just…fuck it right out of you?

GENRE: smut, fluff, angst, crack

PAIRING: Kim Younghoon x afab!reader (ft. eric)

WC: 5.3K

SERIES MASTERLIST

PERM TAGLIST: @juyeonszn @winterchimez

18+ MDNI AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

WARNINGS: Swearing, public sex, floor sex, academic rivals that everyone knows secretly want to fuck, enemies to lovers, missionary (that's a first wow), sexual references, mentions of alcohol, insults (not sexual), arguments, pining, mentions of killing someone as a joke, dry humping for like two seconds, making out, mentions of marking, mentions of oral, guys i think this is the least slutty fic I've written for this series, y/n is stuck in a perpetual state of denial, let me know if I missed anything but i think that's it

A/N: Everyone allow me to introduce Doll's less-slutty cousin!! I can't believe we're over halfway through this collab omg. I'm really glad people are loving this and I hope you guys have been catching the easter eggs me and Fawn have been throwing into our fics 😏

If anyone asked you what you thought of when you thought of local star student, heartthrob, and frat boy Kim Younghoon, you would scoff and cross your arms over your chest.

“I hate him,” you would say, your lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed until they were practically touching. “I hope his house burns to the fucking ground.”

One would think this was a gross overreaction, that you probably held a grudge over something stupid, or that he killed your dog or maybe he copied off your essay but made it seem like you were the one who plagiarized. And oh, how that would’ve been much simpler.

The true story, however, goes all the way back—

“Thinking about me again?” A hand cracks down on the desk in front of you, your mind and body jerking back to reality.

There he is, you think to yourself, the bane of my fucking existence. Your teeth are already grinding together, your grip tightening around the pencil you’d been using to write your notes and all he’s doing is standing there with a stupid fucking smirk.

“Why would I be thinking of you?” You bite out and Younghoon places a hand over his heart in mock hurt.

“Ouch, sweetheart.” Your body stiffens and your face contorts with disgust at the nickname.

“Don’t call me that, douchebag.” Younghoon sighs dramatically, dropping down to be at eye level with you.

“So cruel to me,” a pout, and then he’s smirking again. “What if I was into that, sweetheart?”

You might throw up.

“What do you want?” you groan, noting how other students have begun to flood out of the lecture hall while you’re putting your things away. Younghoon shrugs, rising to his feet at the same time as you. Had you been a weaker woman, his height would’ve had your knees wobbling and your panties hitting the ground but, fortunately, you were a strong woman. Some of your friends couldn’t relate to that despite your very clear and very much valid hatred for him.

“I just wanted to see what you were up to,” he shoves his hands into his pockets, rocking back onto his heels. “Considering that we’re now partners for this assignment.”

Your heart drops into your stomach, your eyes widen, and your cheeks are fighting between going pale and burning bright as a tomato.

“What are you— what do you mean we’re partners?” You echo, and his smirk only widens. Your shoulder bashes into his arm while you make your way to the front of the lecture hall where the list of partners is posted. He trails behind you, long legs making it easy to keep pace despite how impossibly fast you seem to walk.

“Aren’t you so excited?” He sounds too excited about this, and you have to physically stop yourself from grabbing him by the neck and choking him where he stands. “We get to work together for the whole semester!”

“I still don’t see how this is a problem,” Dawon tells you her tongue running over her lip as she watches you pace the length of your dorm suite’s lounge area. “Isn’t he, like, super hot? And smart?”

Your lip curls into a sneer and you whip your body around to look at her.

“He is not hot,” your voice has raised in pitch, your arms waving frantically. “He’s— he’s stupid and— and annoying, and he doesn’t know how to shut up, and his face— oh his face is just so— so—”

“Kissable?” Suyeon offers when she makes her way over with a steaming mug of tea.

“I think rideable is a better word,” Dawon grins at the way your jaw drops at the two of them.

“He does have a very rideable—”

“Okay, enough!” You snap, your face beginning to burn bright red in anger.

“Ooh she’s blushing!” Suyeon giggles and your face only burns brighter.

“You both are insufferable,” you throw yourself back onto the couch, your head turned toward the ceiling. “Kim Younghoon is annoying, stuck up, and his face is not kissable or rideable.”

“So you’re saying you’ve thought about it before?” Suyeon presses and you roll your eyes.

“Hell no. Why would I think about that?”

“Because he’s your mortal enemy and everyone ends up fucking their mortal enemy at some point.”

“Plus he’s a yummy, scrumptious, daddy cupcake.”

“Ugh, so true Dawon.” Suyeon squeezes your roommate’s hand, the two of them grinning deviously at each other.

“That’s— did you just call him— No, that’s not the point. The point is, that’s not true!” You lift your head, eyes wide with horror. “That only happens in books!”

“Not just books,” Suyeon raises her mug to her lips with a hint of a smirk on her face. “Didn’t you hear about the KAT and TBZ presidents?”

“Oh my god, Eric told me about that!” Dawon gasps. “Apparently they—”

“I don’t need to know the details of their sex lives.” You interrupt again. “God, you two are just…”

“Don’t you just love us?” Dawon winks at you, and you wrinkle your nose in distaste.

“Let’s not go that far.” Her lips twist, and the three of you go quiet for a moment.

“Why do you even hate him?”

Ah, there it is. The same question everyone had been asking since the day you started at this school.

Why do you hate Kim Younghoon?

“It’s complicated,” you tell them what you always say. You tell them that it’s nothing they should be concerned about. He knows what he did.

“Then uncomplicate it.” Suyeon is much softer than Dawon, her eyes furrowed but not with the mild irritation Dawon has. It’s more…concern than anything else, and for a moment you think about telling them. Think about dropping your petty act, let them know exactly what about Younghoon bothers you so much.

You open your mouth, and the two girls in front of you lean forward expectantly, practically on the edge of the tiny couch that had been squeezed into the suite.

“I can’t.”

“That isn’t going to work, sweetheart.” Younghoon says, waltzing up to you after your failed attempt to talk your professor into letting you change partners or work alone. Your shoulders are slumped in defeat, something that Younghoon seems to laugh at. “You’re stuck with me.”

“I really hate you, Kim Younghoon.” You lift your head, wanting so desperately to glare at him but you can only find the strength to stare blankly. He kisses his teeth, eyebrows furrowing.

“That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it?”

“Who cares? It’s true.”

You want to scream. You want to throw your body onto the ground and throw a tantrum, to cry and whine, to kick and punch the air—anything to get out of this situation.

“All this because I got a better grade than you in one class in high school.” Younghoon shakes his head, his hair falling into his face and obscuring his eyes partially. Your heart thuds against your ribcage (because of the memory, obviously).

“You really think that’s the only reason I hate you?” Hint: he’s right for once. Would you ever tell him that? No. As far as he knows, you have endless reasons to hate him. As long as he lives, that list will grow. In fact, it would be better if he knew that you’d be pissed if he died before you because that means he tried to escape one last competition, but you’d hate it even more if he died after you because that means he would win one last time.

“That’s all I can think of,” he shrugs and you kiss your teeth.

“Disappointing me again, douchebag.” He scoffs at that.

“Of course I am. When am I not upsetting you about some bullshit?”

Oddly, this time you don’t answer him. At least you don’t give him an answer to that question.

“Listen, Kim Younghoon,” you place a hand on your hip, shifting your weight to lean mostly on one leg. He leans toward you a bit, slightly angling his head as if trying to hear you better. “You’re the most annoying, egotistical, snobbish boy I’ve ever met. You always have this, like, need to be better than me— than everyone.”

Younghoon inhales, his eyebrows knitting together and his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. You can see the irritation in his gaze, can see him fighting the urge to snap at you and it has your stomach churning. When he finally responds, it’s not exactly what you expected. You thought he would snap back at you, tell you to go fuck yourself, to call you the same insults you just called him.

He doesn’t.

“Meet me in the library at 4 o’clock.” Your head jerks back, your nose wrinkling with confusion.

“Excuse me?” Younghoon just smiles coyly, already turning away from you.

“Don’t you wanna get this project done so you don’t have to deal with me?” He can practically see the wheels turning in your brain, contemplating all your options.

“I mean yeah, but how do you know if I’m even free—”

“You’re always at the cafe at the same time as me,” Younghoon glances down at you, stepping to the side as he pushes open the door of the lecture hall. You say nothing as you push by him. “I’m starting to think you’re obsessed with me, sweetheart.”

“That’s not— I would never— how—” You sputter, stumbling over your words and waving your hands in the air while you try to come up with something to say. Something to deny. Younghoon begins to smile again, coy and near-mocking.

“I don’t hear you actively denying anything.” His eyes widen and he bends forward, lowering his face to be near yours. Your cheeks are heating up, your mouth opening and closing like a goldfish. Words. You need words. Why is nothing coming out?

“Shut the hell up, douchebag.” He laughs and your stomach churns again. Is he laughing at you?

“I’ll see you at 4, sweetheart.” Younghoon starts to reach his hand toward you as he leans up, but thinks better of it and drops it back to his side.

“Yeah, sure,” you scoff and turn your back to him.

Fucking prick.

“You have got to be kidding me,” You toss a stack of papers onto the table you’re sitting at, glaring at the notes Younghoon wrote on the whiteboard. He’d rented a study room for a few hours, giving you time to start working.

Or, at least, try to start working. You had made no promises about not trying to kill him and making it so neither of you could get any work done. Although, you had thought about running him over with your car so that you would have an excuse to work on this alone.

The blinds over the door had been shut, blocking anyone from looking in and potentially seeing you try to kill a man. Lucky for you.

“What’s so wrong with what I wrote?” He squints at the board and you push yourself out of the old, creaky chair you’d been sitting in.

“It’s contradictory!” You complain, reaching around him for the eraser. He grabs your hand before you can do anything, turning on you with a scathing glare.

“It’s not, though!”

His grip tightens on your wrist when you pull it away. You narrow your eyes, but he doesn’t waver at all. There’s heat behind his gaze, heat that makes you nervous. You know he won’t hurt you, that’s not who he is. The heat though…that makes you nervous. It’s the same heat you’d felt several times in the past few weeks.

“Let me go, Kim Younghoon.” He leans his head toward yours and your throat begins to close, your heart pounding in your chest.

“Not until you tell me why it’s contradictory!” He snaps. You swear your ears start to ring, your vision closing in until all you can see is Younghoon.

“It’s— why does it matter so much to you?” His grip finally loosens and you rip away from him with a huff.

“Because you’re putting down my work! Again!” He flings his hands into the air and you bite your tongue. “Why do you hate me so much?”

A lump in your throat, tears in your eyes, and Younghoon drops your hand. He looks defeated, his shoulders slumping and his lips set into a deep frown.

“I just,” Younghoon sits in his chair, the old wood creaking under his weight. You stand in the middle of the study room, hands by your sides and your eyes flicking around nervously. Your posture is so tense compared to his, your eyes flitting around anxiously. “I’m tired of this shit. Not knowing what the fuck I did wrong. You never give me a reason and, at first, I was fine with it. I liked the casual rivalry. But now I’m just…it’s been four years, and I still don’t know what I did.”

“Choi Yuna.” It comes out fast, the name of your ex-best friend. So fast that Younghoon doesn’t catch it, he just stares at you with a look of pure confusion.

“What?”

You say her name slower this time, tugging at the edge of your shirt. “Choi Yuna, you dated her from freshman year until late sophomore year.”

“Okay, yeah,” he leans forward with his elbows on his knees. “What does she have to do with this?”

Your cheeks are burning, and you know he can see it. See how flustered you are.

“She was my best friend.” You bite on your tongue, trying to find the right words.

“I know,” he said, and you purse your lips. “She talked about you all the time.”

“That’s funny,” you scoff, a spark of anger returning to your tone and to your facial features. “Considering she’s the reason I hated you for so long.”

“What are you talking about, sweetheart?” Younghoon huffs, rubbing at his eyes with his palms. You can tell he’s frustrated, so you speak quicker.

“She— she knew that I liked you.” His eyes snap up, wide and bulging. “She knew that I wanted to ask you out in freshman year, so she made sure to get there first. I— at first I thought that you knew that’s why she did it.”

“You thought that I knew your best friend wanted—” Younghoon huffs and rises to his feet.

“Just—” You hold up your hands as he begins to step toward you, slowly backing you into the wall. “Just let me talk. I thought you knew, yes. She told me that you asked her out first and that she just— she just agreed. So yeah, I started to hate you. I started arguing with you and every answer you gave in class because I was just so…angry at— at everything, at myself.”

Your back is against the wall now, and you’re slowly curling in on yourself as Younghoon gets closer.

“And…?” he cocks an eyebrow and your swallow thickly.

“By the time I realized that it was all her….at that point it was just easier to keep hating you. To keep everything at bay.”

“Everything?” He echoes and had you been looking at his face instead of his chest, you would’ve seen the smirk you’d always claimed to hate plastered onto his face.

“Yes,” you groan and lift your head. Your breathing hitches in your throat, your body pushing even closer to the wall when you finally see just how close Younghoon is to you.

Just a few inches from your face is his own, his eyes dancing from your eyes to your lips. His breathing is, compared to yours, slow and even. Inhale, hold, exhale. You can see his chest rising and falling with the rhythm.

“Why—” you clear your throat. “Why are you so close to me, Younghoon?”

“No legal name this time?” He murmurs, one of his hands coming up to rest on the wall beside your head. His head dips down and now his lips are brushing against yours, every breath you take mixing with his. “What happened?”

“I just— you’re a little close to me.” Your hand presses on his chest, but it's as if you aren’t even trying to push him away. “We— we probably shouldn’t.”

Younghoon kisses his teeth, shaking his head at your suggestion. Arguably, it’s a wise choice, but right now he has you exactly where he wants you. If he lets you leave now, who’s to say you won’t pack your bags and take a one-way flight to Brazil?

“I’ve been waiting,” he says and you squeeze the hand on his chest into a fist. “For three years for you to get your head out of your ass. I’m not letting you go now that I have you.”

“Have me?” Your tone shifts into one of challenge rather than the nervous air you’d surrounded yourself with. “If anything, I have you, Kim Younghoon.”

You yank him to you by his shirt, reaching up on your tip toes to place a firm kiss on his plush lips. You hear a groan rumbling in his throat, the hand not on the wall wrapping around your waist and squeezing tightly. Your lips mesh together, but it isn’t messy. It’s slow, calculated just like every move either of you had made against each other. Every argument, every challenge. The build-up. It all led to this, and you’re not letting him go this time. He’s yours and Choi Yuna can’t take him this time.

With a new fervor, both of your hands come to lace into his thick strands of black hair, effectively trapping his lips against yours. He drops the hand that was on the wall, both hands now on your waist and sipping under the loose fabric of your shirt. You gasp at the cold feeling of his hands on your skin, and he takes that opportunity to sneak his tongue into your mouth. It’s experimental, the way his tongue caresses yours, pushing gently and letting you suck at the warm muscle. He listens to the pretty little whimper you let out when he does the same thing in return and a shiver runs down his spine. His hand slides up the back of your shirt, emerging from the collar and lacing into the strands of your hair.

Air. You had to come up for air. You needed to breathe. Your lungs are aching, but fuck his lips are addicting. They’re soft, and warm, and they feel so good against yours.

Your knees cave slightly, your mind going fuzzy and Younghoon rips away from you to steady your body, his knee shoved between your legs to help keep you upright.

“Sweetheart,” his tone is lighthearted, but you know he’s scolding you. “You need to learn to breathe. I’m not leaving just because you need some air.”

A pretty little whine escapes you, but Younghoon is quick to realize that it’s not because you can’t find the words to respond to him. Well, if you think about it, that kind of was the reason.

Your hips are rolling down on his knee, your hands gripping his shoulder for dear life as you ride his thigh. Your head is rolled to the side, your eyes squeezed shut as you try to find the right pace and the right amount of pleasure to ease your arousal. Younghoon’s jaw drops, and he feels his dick twitch in his pants at the sight of you trying so desperately to relieve yourself on him. Unfortunately for you, he notes, your jeans seem to be in the way of you achieving your pleasure.

“Sweetheart,” he coos but his voice is shaky and he thanks god that you’re too far gone to notice. “Look at you, trying so hard to get yourself off.”

You whine, and his breathing hitches when you try to ride him even harder.

“Is it not enough?” He presses and your eyes fly open with the quick nod of your head. But then you shake it, and his heart clenches at the confused furrow of your brow.

“‘S not!” You whine. “Need more, Hoonie.”

He smiles when you reach one of your hands down, undoing the button of your jeans and trying desperately to shove them down as far as they can physically go without interrupting your ministrations. To your dismay, they barely get anywhere before Younghoon has to set you down and starts to tug them down your legs gently.

You never thought you would enjoy watching a man get down on his knees for you, never thought you could have this much of a reaction to it. Younghoon though…the sight of him looking up at you through his lashes, the nearly pathetic look in his eyes when he sees just how soaked your panties are— it’s enough to have you practically crumbling to the ground, your lips crashing against his again and forcing him back to lay on the ground.

His hands are everywhere— your hair, your hips, your ass, anywhere he can reach. He squeezes the soft flesh of your ass when your lips trail down his neck, sucking little marks into the skin and pulling groans and quiet whimpers from his throat.

Your hands run under his shirt, and he weakly tries to help you push it over his head to be tossed somewhere else. You shush him, a playful look in your eye as you place a finger on his lips.

“Gotta be quiet now,” you unbutton his jeans, slowly dragging them and his boxers down and he lifts his hips to help you slide them down to his knees. He doesn’t bother with your shirt but makes quick work of your bra and shoves it up. You’re sliding your panties down your legs when he shoves his hands under your shirt, squeezing and tugging at the soft mounds of flesh on your chest. A quiet moan at the feeling of him tugging at your nipples, and his hands falter momentarily when you wrap your hand around the base of his cock.

“Don’t hurt yourself,” he teases and you scoff while lining him up with your sopping wet pussy. You know he’s big, both of you do, but you’d never admit that to his face. Never admit that you’re nervous about taking it all in, nervous that you won’t be able to take him at all.

“As if your little dick could possibly hurt me—” your voice catches and he watches with strained amusement as you begin to sink down on him. Your walls are tight around him, practically squeezing the life out of his poor cock while you try so desperately to keep sliding down on him. Younghoon pulls his hands out of your shirt, sliding them down to your hips and gently rubbing them as a means to ease your discomfort.

“What were you saying about my little dick?” Younghoon sneers and you have to fight back the whine that threatens to slip out of you. He’s just over halfway in when you force yourself to give up, the stretch beginning to be too much for you to handle. “I could’ve prepped you, y’know? Made this easier for us both.”

You can only lower your head onto his shoulder, biting harshly into the skin while he flips you around and pushes your legs up toward your chest.

“Hold these here, sweetheart.” You do as he says, gasping sharply when he begins to sink into you.

“Fuck, Younghoon!”

“Shhh,” he kisses you gently while continuing to press into you, using the width of his shoulders to gently spread your legs a bit further apart. “‘M almost there, I promise.”

“‘S too much,” you whimper, a tear slipping out of your eye and dripping onto the carpeted floor below you. “‘S too much, Hoonie.”

“I know sweetheart,” he coos and looks down at where the two of you are connected. He fights the sudden urge to cum when he sees the fluttering of your walls, sees them clenching around him, and trying to force him out. “I’m almost there.”

Another whine from you and he quickly slides the last three inches into you, clapping a hand over your mouth to muffle the scream you release. He stays still for a moment, listening to the sound of you sniffling, and turns his head briefly to look at the door. A shadow passes by and he exhales quietly.

“And you were worried about me being too loud. Who’s the one with a hand over her mouth, hm?” You can’t don’t respond and Younghoon pulls out entirely, leaving just the tip inside of you, and when you whine and let go of one of your legs to reach out for him, he sinks into you in one harsh thrust.

The moan you let out behind Younghoon’s hand is guttural, and your back arches off the floor. His thrusts are rapid, yet he doesn’t falter in pattern. He sinks deep inside of you, punching into you so deep that you swear he’s going to hit your cervix. He lets his hand drop from your mouth listening to the way you try to hold back your noises. Every whine, every whimper and moan and cry, you try so hard for him.

“Such a good girl,” he coos. “Keeping quiet and letting me fuck her real good.” His voice is so quiet, the words practically hissed into your ear and it’s so hot that your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Your grip on your legs loosens and then your hands drop them entirely, letting them fall onto his sturdy shoulders. He watches as both of your hands disappear under your shirt and he feels a pang of irritation as you begin to play with your nipples. They draw sharper noises out of you, higher in pitch and slightly louder. Although, Younghoon can’t complain when the combined pleasure has your cunt fluttering around him and fresh waves of arousal washing through you to make it easier for him to fuck in and out of you.

“Hoon,” your whine is loud. Too loud. “So close, please!”

Younghoon hushes you again, his hand running up the side of your leg and squeezing at the flesh of your thigh.

“I know, sweetheart,” he tells you. “You gotta be quiet f’ me. Gotta be quiet so nobody walks in, okay?”

“I can’t.” You sob out and Younghoon pushes himself closer to you, practically folding you in half so he can kiss you. You open up immediately, whining and letting him slide his tongue in for you to suck on.

Younghoon’s hips begin to stutter, his body shaking against yours, but you’re closer. Your body spasms, and you nip at his tongue to keep him close to you while you cum. Younghoon grunts at the combined feeling of your bites and the clenching of your walls around his length. It’s all a bit too much and it only takes a few more thrusts before he’s shuddering and collapsing against you, spilling ropes of white hot cum inside of you.

He can feel the combination of his and your cum beginning to squeeze out of you around the tight fit of his dick inside of you, but he doesn’t have the strength to pull out of you just yet. You’ve stopped biting at him, your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth slowly sucking at the warm muscle he continues to provide you.

Your body is sore, your thighs aching and likely bruised when you walk into your dorm a few hours later. You hadn’t gotten any work done after that, spending the rest of the time making out in a chair and grinding on each other like some damn horny teenagers. You know you’re a disaster, but you’re more than content with that knowing that Younghoon looks the same (if not worse).

When the door clicks shut, it’s dark in the suite and you silently thank god that Dawon and Suyeon are asle—

“Where the fuck have you been?”

The lights flick on to reveal your two friends at the counter in the suite’s living area. Dawon looks furious, but Suyeon looks like she just wants to go to be. You grimace, dropping your bag off your shoulder and onto the ground next to you.

“Out.” Your voice is hoarse and you grimace. You imagine your throat is a little bit bruised from…things.

“Doing what.” Dawon snaps.

“Or who, judging by the looks of you.” Suyeon clicks her tongue and rises from the couch. “Look at you! It looks like someone tried to eat you!”

Dawon squints at you, and you turn your gaze to the floor.

“You fucked him, didn’t you?” She inquires, but you both already know the answer.

“Who?” Suyeon frowns. “Who did she fuck?”

Your nose wrinkles, and you turn to her with a look that says I think you know. Suyeon tilts her head, her eyebrows knitting together in thought.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. OH— OH MY GOD—”

The Tau Beta Zeta frat house isn’t as bad as you thought it would be. At least not party-wise. The moment you and your friends walk in, you’re engulfed in noise, drunk partygoers, and scattered members of the frat. In one corner you can see what looks like two members of the frat making out with their girlfriends. Haknyeon and Changmin, Dawon said, Too bad they couldn’t find a private space. Damn exhibitionists. A smile quirks on your lips just slightly. Oh, if only she knew the truth.

You barely acknowledge her, however, scanning the room for Younghoon.

“Eric!” You grab the passing boy by the arm and he jerks to a stop, nearly spilling the contents of two cups.

“Yo!” He grins at you, and you can just faintly see the crinkle of his eyes under the red baseball cap of his. “What’s up?”

“Have you seen Younghoon?” Eric purses his lips in thought.

“You aren’t gonna kill him, right?” You laugh and so does he.

“No, not anymore. Or…I might if he doesn’t show up soon—”

“BOO!” Someone’s hands wrap around your waist lifting you off the ground and spinning you as you scream for him to put you down. Eric slips away, casting his eyes behind him to watch you and Younghoon as he approaches a girl in the corner.

“Kim Younghoon!” You snap, swatting him upside the head. Your boyfriend smirks at you, bending down to try and give you a kiss that you block. “Don’t kiss me, you douche! That wasn’t funny!”

“It was kinda funny,” he laughs, swooping in to give a kiss that you choose not to block this time. It’s deep and slow, and he tilts his head to get a better taste of you when you bring your hand to the back of his neck.

“Mmm, I think I like it when you don’t hate me.” He murmurs when he pulls back, grinning wickedly when you place a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“Do you now?”

“Mhm.”

“Shouldn’t have scared me then.” You scowl, turning away from him and beginning to stalk away. He scrambles after you, frantically trying to keep up despite the crowd.

“Where are you going?” He whines, grasping at your fingertips. You turn your head, a coy smile playing on your lips.

“We gotta let loose, don’t we? We’re a little tense right now.”

A puddle of drool is practically forming in Younghoon’s mouth and he’s suddenly in front of you, moving with a renewed fervor.

When the door of the third bedroom on the right of the third floor shuts and clicks locked, nobody questions it. Not the thumping, nor the loud grunts and moans.

When someone needs to let loose, people know better than to interrupt. Especially when it’s Younghoon and his former-crush-turned-enemy-turned-girlfriend.

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Chapter Nine

Wishes (M) (Season One)

Summary: After a long day of classes, Min Yoongi decides to take a break at the music hall that has become his second home. He walks in with his cigarette lit and his blank expression quickly changes when he sees a girl playing his piano. The moment their eyes meet, their lives become complicated and Yoongi blames himself for her future pain. Was the love we had honest?

Genre: Gang au!, college au!, strangers to enemies (one-sided), strangers to lovers, slow burn, friendships, romance, angst, little comedy, and smut

Main pairing: Gang leader! Min Yoongi x Pianist! Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, gangs, violence, smoking cigarettes, drugs, and alcohol usage

Warnings for this chapter: Mention of death and smut

Author's Note: This chapter has a lot of feelings. Learning more about Y/N’s past!

Playlist: All I want - Kodaline

⇜ Masterlist ⇝

Love is truthful and a security blanket. It makes you feel at home and the corruption of the real world is silent for one night. With love, darkness will disappear and the light will come forward. Love can change lives. However, love can also be part of the corruption. The love you have for someone can be used as ammunition to another. You just didn’t know about it until it was too late. What you have left is a broken heart and tears that can put waterfalls to shame. Love is powerful, maybe too powerful.

The night sky was bright with the moon being the main attraction. The sky itself was dark but it had a hint of blue. Van Gogh would’ve painted this sky over and over again. Y/N looked away from the sky and toward Yoongi with a soft smile, “I like moments like this.”

Yoongi gave her a tight smile and she knew his mind was clouded. She didn’t want to ruin their moment by asking, “I do too.”

She rubbed her fingertips on top of his knuckles and looked back at the sky, “Just stay with me.”

“I’ll stay with you, Y/N.”

Two Days Ago

Y/N glanced at the mirror with a wide smile. Today, Dawon’s dress was ready to be picked up and she could finally pick up her dress. She could finally try on the final product. Dawon and Y/N made a pact that they would always try on dresses together, even if their dress was ready; they would wait. They started this pact when they were in elementary school and it stuck with them to this day.

Y/N twirled in the light blue embroidered floral ballerina dress and couldn’t help but giggle, “I always feel like a princess here.”

Dawon smiled at her and looked at her white dress with 3D floral detailing, “I told you it was worth waiting for one more week.”

“I agree.”

Dawon turned towards them and tilted her head in curiosity. This caused Y/N to stop and return the stare, “What?”

“You're happier today...did something happen yesterday to cause this?”

Y/N felt her face get hot and smiled, “If I tell you, it must be kept between us.”

Dawon nodded her head at this, “I expected it.”

Y/N grabbed Dawon’s hand and headed towards the couch to sit. She looked around them and saw there was no one. She took a deep breath and smiled, “I kissed someone.”

Dawon’s eyes widen at this, “Who?”

“You know that man who was waiting for me the other day?”

“Yes...”

“I kissed him.”

Dawon smiled at this but it quickly dropped, “How long have you known him?”

“Five months..maybe more. I lost count honestly.”

Dawon gave her a worried look but she quickly wiped it off, “What do you know about him?”

Y/N looked back at Dawon, “I know about his parents and I met his friends...”

“Is that all?”

Y/N nodded her head, “He doesn’t talk about his parents because...it’s a sad story. I hope you can understand.”

“I understand...but you don’t know him?”

Y/N looked away and glanced down at her shoes, “I know him enough.”

“Y/N, do you really know him? I don’t want you making the wrong move because you want that warmth.”

Y/N bit her lip and then looked at Dawon, “It was just a kiss...that’s all.”

“Did it mean something to you?”

Did it mean something to me? I felt so happy when it happened... “Not sure...still trying to figure it out.”

Dawon frowned at this and wrapped her arm over her shoulders, “I didn’t mean to bring you down. I just remember what happened with-”

“Please...I don’t want to hear his name...thank you for caring about me.”

Dawon rubbed her shoulder gently, “I don’t want to see you heartbroken. That’s all.”

“I know...I know.”

Later that day, Y/N sat in her room and she stared at the ceiling with empty eyes. She knew why Dawon was cautious about her love life. She was hurt before but it wasn’t because of normal circumstances. When someone wants to break up with someone, they simply tell the other person. They just don’t die and you never see them again. Things like that don’t normally happen but of course, it happened to her. She closed her eyes and she met his eyes once more...

Y/N was eighteen and she was waiting at the park. Today marked their fourth anniversary and she couldn’t be happier. She pushed her hair behind her ear as she sat on the swing. She was barely moving but all of a sudden, she was moving in the air. She let out a small laugh and looked over her shoulder, “Seungcheol, if you push me out of this swing-”

“You will punch me. I already know.”

She pouted at this and puffed her cheeks, “Let me finish my sentence.”

He stopped the swing and leaned down to have their noses touching, “I will always finish your sentences.”

She rolled her eyes and leaned forward to place a quick kiss on his lips, “Shut up. Where are we going?”

Seungcheol tilted his head and gave her a wink. He sat next to her in the swing and smiled, “I thought we had a park date. You know we did meet here.”

“Some of the best talks are at the park.”

He leaned to the side and intertwined their fingers together, “You took that from me.”

“I know.”

They sat on the swings and they talked about random things. He looked back at her and smiled, “You know...I love you so much.”

She let out a small laugh, “I love you so much.”

“This isn’t a competition.”

“Yeah, if it was...I would win. Loser.”

She jumped up in her bed and she wiped her face. The tears were nonstop and she couldn’t help but let her emotions take over. She sobbed into her pillow as she remembered Seungcheol. Seungcheol loved her so much that anyone could feel the love. The moment she heard he passed away, she lost a part of herself. She never knew his last goodbye would be the last time she heard his voice. She died a little whenever she thought of it. He brought out the best of her and after he left, her soul was wiped clean. A blank canvas that was begging for paint.

She sat up in her bed and she turned towards the picture of her and Seungcheol. Her fingertips gently touched the picture and she smiled. Everything about him was perfect. That’s what's hard about moving on. How can you move on from something so perfect? She tried to move on but he’s never gone because in her heart he still lives on. Deep in her heart, she wants to move on but now it's clicking in her head. Maybe she’ll never love another for the rest of her life.

In Y/N’s heart, she knew Yoongi was sent to her to experience that love again. To feel that warmth again. It’s been four years and she finally felt that spark again. Was it so wrong of her to feel love again? Maybe...she doesn’t even know anymore.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

The next day, it felt like a blur. Her mind was taking control of her and there was nothing she could do. Everything made her think of Seungcheol; the poem she had to read in class to the winds gently touching her face at break. Everything made her think of him and there was no one to dry her tears. Was it a mistake to have feelings for Yoongi? Was it wrong of her to move on from him? There were so many emotions that she kept down and it didn’t come to the surface until the kiss. She just ignored it and continued to live life. Never having second thoughts. That was her downfall.

Dawon intertwined their fingers together as they walked out of the classroom “I’m sorry for yesterday. I didn’t mean to-”

“No...you’re my best friend. You knew I was having these thoughts and you brought them to the surface.”

Dawon nodded her head at this but the guilt was in her eyes, “You should do what makes you happy and listen to your heart. I just want you to be careful.”

Y/N let out a small laugh and she glanced down at her shoes, “I was going to visit his brother today.”

“Seungcheol’s brother? Is he back in town?”

Y/N looked up and nodded her head, “He texted me last night and he wants me to go with him.”

“Do you want me to come?”

Y/N shook her head and smiled, “I need to do it alone...”

“I understand. Just know, I’m here for you.”

“I know.”

They walked outside and Y/N’s eyes landed on Yoongi. He was leaning against the wall and was on his phone. She stood still and stared at him. He was so different from Seungcheol but that wasn’t a bad thing. Yoongi was Yoongi and Seungcheol was Seungcheol. She knew in the four years since Seungcheol’s passing, she’s changed. She caged her heart because she knew no one would ever love her like Seungcheol but here she is staring at the man that could do just that. Love her.

She swallowed some spit and smiled at Dawon, “I’ll see you later.”

Dawon glanced at Yoongi and then back at her, “I love you, remember that. I’ll support whatever you want to do. Always.”

“I love you too, Dawon.”

Y/N slowly walked up to him and she felt the wind blowing her hair. It felt like when Seungcheol would pick her up and spin her around. At that moment, she knew he was standing next to her and she couldn’t bear to look at him. She felt like he was betraying him in a way.

“Hey...”

She watched Yoongi's face turn into worry, “What’s wrong?”

“Thinking too much...can we go to the park?”

“Yeah, you always go to the park.”

Y/N smiled and nodded her head, “It’s my favorite place.”

They walked in silence and Y/N could feel Yoongi’s eyes on her but she couldn’t meet them. She sat on the swing and stared up at the sky. The clouds were moving so slowly but so fast at the same time. That’s how time felt to her. She turned to the side and she saw Seungcheol appear. She quickly shook her head and she saw Yoongi looking at her with concerned eyes, “Bambi, are you alright?”

She nodded her head and looked up at the sky, “I was just thinking about things.”

“Thinking is dangerous.”

She let out a small laugh, “Don’t I know that? How is everything? You know with Namjoon’s dad and the case...the case that could get me killed?”She heard him cough and she turned to look at him. He had a face that she couldn’t read or she picked it up but she couldn’t say it out loud, “You never gave me an update on it.”

“Just know I’m taking care of it. I’ll protect you.”She looked away and let out a small sigh, Are you really protecting me if you're hiding? “Bambi.”

She slowly turned her head and she saw the look in his eyes that made her feel warm, “Trust me.”

Do I? “Okay...”

“You're quiet today...is everything okay?”

She looked up at the sky and nodded her head, “I’m going to be okay. I just miss someone. That’s all.”

“Who?”

“Someone who's important...I can’t talk about it yet.”

“I’ll be here to hear it. Whenever you're comfortable.”

She looked back at him and gave him a sad smile, “I need some time alone.”

“Y/N...is it because of our kiss? If you were uncomfortable-”

“I wasn’t...I wanted it. I just have other things on my mind and I need to be alone.”

Yoongi sighed and nodded his head. He grabbed her hand and rubbed her knuckles, “I’m here for you.”

“I know...I’ll text you.”

She walked towards her house without a care in the world. Before she entered her house, she turned her head to look at the tree in her front yard. It was just a plant to others but to her it held memories that will always make her feel safe. That’s all she wanted in life again, to feel safe and warm.

Seungcheol loved the summer time. The warm air always made him smile so brightly and he loved going to the beach with Y/N. The waves gently touching their feet as the sun went down, it was the perfect scene for any couple. That didn’t mean Seungcheol hated winter. He loved winter as well. It gave him an excuse to cuddle with Y/N.

The tree was empty of its leaves and the snow covered the ground. Seungcheol was walking Y/N home after a date. She always wondered how he could be so warm when the weather outside was the opposite. She always said it was because of his heart and his smile. The snow didn’t have a chance against it.

They stood under the tree and Seungcheol grabbed her hand. She looked up in curiosity and raised her eyebrow, “What?”

“I want to marry you.”

She let out a cough and blinked her eyes rapidly, “What?”

“I want to marry you. I know your mom likes Eunwoo but your dad likes me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“My mom only likes Eunwoo because of my dad’s business. That’s it. She likes you too...she said you're the perfect match for me.”

“But Eunwoo is richer so...he will always be better in her eyes.”

She shook her head and leaned forward placing a kiss on his shoulder, “You're perfect for me...also, yes I would like to marry you.”

“That’s good because I already got you a ring.”

She entered her house and she started crying when the door touched her back. Her vision became blurry and everything around her became silent. Seungcheol wasn’t a good man, he was a great one. To find a great man is so rare in this world. Anyone can declare their love and affection but if you can’t show warmth from the heart then the affection is wasted. She wasn’t sure about Yoongi. It was clear he was hiding something from her and she couldn’t tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing. The one thing she hated in this world was liars. Once you lie, you can never recover the trust. No matter how many times you apologize.

“Flower?”

She turned her head and she couldn’t tell who it was but she didn’t care. She ran into their arms and cried. She felt arms around her waist and whispers of comfort, “I miss him...I want him here with me. I hate feeling confused and so afraid. If he was here, I wouldn’t be feeling like this.”

“Oh, flower.”

The hug became tighter and she looked up to see her father looking down, “I want Seungcheol back...but I’m slowly falling for someone else. I felt that spark again. Am I a bad person?”

“No, flower. Your heart is allowing you to love again. That’s beautiful. It’s hard and I can’t say I know how it feels to lose someone I love but just know, they will always be here. Seungcheol would want you to be happy.”

“I-I had a whole future with him...is it wrong my future is without him now?”

“He will always be a part of your history, flower. You don’t have to rewrite your future. He can always be a part of it, it will be different but different is good.”

She calmed down and let out a cough, “Seungcheol’s brother is going to pick me up soon...”

“Do you need alone time with him?”

“I do.”

Her father wiped the tears away and placed a kiss on the top of her head, “Love never dies, it lives on. Remember that.”

She sat on the grass and stared at the gray stone. He will forever be frozen at the age of nineteen while she lives her life. It was as if life was mocking her. She placed white roses down and she smiled gently, “Hi Seungcheol...I miss you. I know you know this already but I think about you everyday but lately my mind was somewhere else.”

She looked up at the sky and then back at the stone. She gently touched it with her fingertip, “I still have the ring...I don’t wear it anymore. I can’t...I have it on my nightstand. When I wake up in the morning it's the first thing I see.”

She sighed and wiped away some tears as she continued, “I remember the day you were taken away from me...I never knew that was the last I love you I would ever hear from you...”

It was another warm night, the worst kind. That didn’t stop Y/N and Seungcheol. His bedroom became her second home and she knew where everything was. The street lamp peaked through the blinds but she didn’t even bother at looking at the soft light.

His hand reaches down, finding her clit within a moment. He knew her body like the back of his hand, “Ch-Cheol.”

“My love.” He entered his middle finger and it made her close her eyes tight, “Ch-Cheol, I’m close.”

“I want you to cum with me.”

She opened her eyes and nodded her head, “Always with you.”

He guided the tip of his cock into her and he circled at her entrance as she let out a soft moan. He slightly enters and exits her hole. He loved to tease her. After a few seconds, he finally entered and he leaned down. Placing his hands on each side of her body.

She gripped his biceps as she looked at him with a dazed outlook, “I-I love you.”

“I love you. I love you so much.”

He starts to move, cock sliding in and out. The rhythm created a forbbion song with the moon being its producer. He leaned down kissing her neck as she ran her fingers through his hair. This is all she wanted. To be close to him. Her thighs shook in his palms and her eyes closed again. The feeling was overwhelming and she already knew what was happening, “I’m-”

“I know, baby.”

After a while, they cuddle in his bed. His fingers playing a song against her bare skin, a song that only he knew. She kissed his chest and looked up at him with a soft smile, “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

He slowly got up and she sat up with a confused look, “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to get us some food. Joo Won, should be open.”

“Yeah, he should be. Text me when you get there, okay?”

“Of course babe. I love you.”

“Love you more.”

She closed her eyes and let sleep take over her. She had her phone on full volume and when it started vibrating, she quickly sat up. She saw the caller ID and was confused. She answered the call, “Joo Won?”

“Y/N...Seungcheol.”

“Yes?”

“Y/N, I’m so sorry-” Everything went silent and she was in a state of shock. She quickly put her clothes on and ran outside without putting her shoes on. She ran for what felt like hours but it was only a matter of minutes. She saw the red and blue light and her world came crashing down. She slowly walked towards the tape and saw what looked like a body under a white sheet. She turned her head to see Joo Won talking to an officer. The world she had was now gone and it was in a matter of seconds. She fell to her knees and let out a loud sob. She laid in tears all night, alone with him by her side.

She wiped her eyes and gripped at her jeans, “You brought out the best of me...I didn’t even know I had that. When you said your last goodbye, I died a little bit. I never thought that you would be taken away from me. I never thought that for a second. If you were still here, we would be married. I wonder if we will have a baby on the way...”

She leaned forward and gently touched the picture in the stone, “I don’t know what to do with my life now. I’m so confused. Yoongi...he’s great but I feel like he’s hiding so much from me. I can’t help but have this attraction towards him but I feel like I have to be cautious. It’s hard for me to understand this spark with Yoongi because I know if you were here, I wouldn’t even think about that spark with him. I’m just scared...I’m so scared to love again because you were taken away from me...and I have nothing left. I just don’t know what to do.”

Just then a butterfly went on her hand and she started crying harder, “Is this you? I wish I could touch you again. I wish I could hear your voice again. I wish you...I wish you were here with me.”

That night, Y/N couldn’t get any sleep. She snuck out of her house and entered the garden that was behind her house. She sat in the middle where all the flowers surrounded her. She let the smell encase her and she closed her eyes.

“How did you even get these flowers?”

Seungcheol shrugged his shoulders and handed them to her, “Do you even know what they are?”

“No, I don’t.”

Seungcheol smiled and leaned forward placing a kiss on her forehead, “Their heliotropes, love. They symbolize how I feel about you.”

Y/N felt her face get hot and she let out a small laugh, “Can you tell me?”

“Eternal love. I will love you forever. Even when I’m the wind, I will always love you.”

“I will love you even if I’m the sky.”

Seungcheol smiled at this and gave her a quick peck, “Every butterfly you see is me. I don’t have a lot of time to see you because of school but just look at butterflies and know that's me.”

“Are you calling yourself a insect?”

“Shut up.”

She opened her eyes and let out a small laugh. She wiped her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She looked to her side and plucked out a purple hyacinth with a frown, “Yoongi...please don’t hurt me. I don’t know if I can handle it.”

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