#eric’s darling son 🥰

[frootyrooties]

Jody Stewart appreciation post 📸

sorry but i’ve been obsessed with Eric’s son’s photography work ever since i discovered his work and i can’t help but gush over him. as a photographer myself, i really admire his aesthetic and i’d consider him one of my inspirations. i can’t help but be proud of just how talented he turned out to be..like father, like son. more importantly, i deeply admire his father and since i can’t shut up about Eric on this blog, i wanted to share some of Jody’s work on here as my way of showing appreciation for both him and daddy Eric 💖

photo credits: Jody Stewart

Jody, if this your father’s closet I hope you know that this is visually appealing to me 🤩 Eric sure has good taste in fashion, he continues to be a fashion slayer to this day and I can’t help but gush over that 💅🏻

[international-kpopfan]

Happy Anniversary - Eric Nam (M)

Summary | Your fifth anniversary with Eric ended up with something more than just a lovely dinner at a restaurant.

Genre | fluff, smut, idol! boyfriend.

Warnings | established relationship, unprotected sex, kind of breeding kink (but not really), a little bit of humor along the way, use of pet names (baby, babe, darling), mentions of the curse word fuck.

Pairing | femxreader x Eric Nam.

WC | around 3k.

Note | Requested by anon.

Note | This is my first smut after coming back on Tumblr, so it's not long and I'm still getting back into writing actual smut. I hope you like it!.

Original request |  can a request a NSFW eric nam x reader fic? something romantic like an anniversary would be nice 🥰 happy that you’re back and I hope you’re well 💖

Masterlist / Request Rules / Upcoming

Requests open!

Who would have thought that on this day you would be in the car with the man your parents said 15 years ago would be the perfect son-in-law?. Fifteen years ago, as they often say, it was puppy love, both not knowing what you wanted and completely new to the term a committed relationship. Fifteen years ago you started the adventure but it didn't last long. Eric and you then found out that moving on as friends would be better. His career was in the making, you wanted to study at the university of your dreams and honestly, your parents were more devastated than you. Your father grumbled quickly: "Well, that's it, that was our chance". You had to hear that for a few months, but your parents also noticed that the friendship didn't get any worse because of it and on the contrary better. Eric and you got to know each other better, grew more trusting each other, and even planned vacations to spend time together. It was all fun and happiness until Eric decided to move to South Korea, a move you didn't expect but accepted. Because what kind of friend would you be if you stood in the way of a good friend's dreams?. Besides, who are you to stand in the way?. After all, you were just a friend.

Eric's career got a boost and you could not help but follow him and listen to his music. Each song brought back memories of the time when you were in a relationship as two teens in love, and as friends. You missed him. Many paths part at some point in life and Eric knew that better than anyone. It was not easy for him to move to a completely new city, a new environment, and of course new social contacts. It took him a while to message you, admittedly four years, but you were happy to hear from him in beside the usual Christmas greetings and a happy new year, and oh don't forget a happy birthday.

The message was different than usual. Your parents were thrilled the moment you read the letter to them as if they had hoped for this for years. Is it normal for a father to be so happy about a letter from his daughter's ex that he thought was the perfect son-in-law?. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't.

''Go, do I need to help you pack?. What do you need?. You should bring a present for Eric." Your mother kept on rambling, without taking any rest and you were still standing with the letter in your hands in which Eric asked you to come to Seoul for a few weeks, just as vacation and make up for the lost time.

The moment you saw him at the airport it was as if nothing had changed. As if no years had passed. You had already finished your studies, and Eric released several albums and you had to be honest. He looked good. More mature, but always that childish glint in his eyes.

The days you spent with him flew by, hours seemed like seconds, and you weren't the only one who felt that way. Eric didn't expect that after four years, old feelings would start to flare up. It was like the two of you never broke up and to be honest, it felt that way. For both of you.

"What are you thinking about sweetheart?".

His voice takes you out of your thoughts, your head leaning against the car window as the bright lights of the streets of Seoul illuminate your face. A smile appears on your face at the sight of the many people on the street, couples holding hands, an elderly couple sitting on a bench, and the children who are of course allowed to stay up a little later during the weekend.

"How we got here," you mumble and turn your head slowly towards Eric. He chuckles and takes a hand off the steering wheel to grab your hand. He squeezes it gently before placing your interlaced hands on your left leg.

"Ah yes, who would have thought that?". He asks the same question you did at the beginning, both still somewhat in disbelief that it happened. Without looking at each other you answer at the same time while laughing.

''Our parents''.

Eric focuses on the road, a mumble occasionally leaves his lips when a motorist cuts him off or doesn't drive away fast enough and you let your eyes fall on his face. His characteristics have deteriorated over the years, but you can still recognize the youthful characteristics of the twenty-year-old Eric at that time. And you hope to be able to see that for a while longer.

*

Eric flops onto the couch with a sigh and falls back into the many pillows you bought a few months ago at IKEA. "I'm going to change," you told Eric as you walk into the bedroom and Eric lets out a hum to indicate that he heard you. What Eric doesn't know is that you have something planned for this evening, something you never gave him on this special day, a present for the five years that you have now been together as in a relationship. Five years is a long time, at least, it feels that way. But knowing someone for fifteen years and having been deeply in love for five years does deserve a special gift.

You strip yourself of the dress you were wearing this evening, a black satin mid-thigh dress, and you can't believe you've put this dress on after three years of collecting dust in the closet. Eric didn't know what hit him the moment you walked out of the bedroom in that dress as if he was petrified and could be placed in the museum.

To cover the black lace lingerie set, you put on a large t-shirt from Eric, which reaches just up to your thigh and just under your ass, still hiding the lace panties.

Once dressed you walk towards the kitchen, you hear Eric get up, and just like you, he walks into the bedroom to change. "Babe, do you want to watch some more TV?'', he calls from the bedroom and you can hear him rummaging in the closet.

"Not really, I'm quite tired. You?''. Eric mumbles a no, apparently as tired as you are, although that fatigue on your side isn't the whole truth.

"Lie down, I'll close things up," you mutter and you start by turning off the light switches, locking the door, and last but not least you grab your phones. If Eric didn't have his head stuck to his body and you weren't there to remind him to charge his phone, he had a different everyday life.

Without revealing anything you walk into the bedroom, throw his phone next to him on the duvet, and connect your phone to the charger. "Be right back". You press a quick kiss on his cheek before rushing into the bathroom to do your daily evening routine, at least that's what Eric thinks and he happily scrolls on his phone, waiting for you to crawl into bed with him.

After a final check, you slowly open the door a crack. "Honey, please put down your phone?", you ask softly and you hear Eric mumble a yes as he puts his phone on the bedside table. Eric then lays there like a lost cat, not knowing what you're doing behind that door, and certainly not why you asked him to put his phone away.

It is dark in the room, the light from the bathroom is the only thing that gives a bit of clarity to the environment. You turn off the light and close the bathroom door. "Watch out before we have to go to the emergency room right away." You don't respond.

Eric feels movement on the mattress, an action that occurs to him every night when you lie down next to him. But to his surprise, you move closer to him until you're straddling his hips with both legs on either side. In the dark you try to find his hands, Eric is ahead of you and places both hands on your legs which you then slowly slide your hands up towards your hips. They partly disappear under Eric's big shirt. He feels the lace of your thong, a sigh leaves his lips just at the thought of what kind of it could be.

"I hope you have some energy left," you whisper as you take off his shirt and throw it on the floor next to the bed. Eric's hands are in no fixed place right now, from your hips to your breasts back to your legs. With one hand he tries to click on the bedside lamp above the bed without moving too much, and with success. The small light provides enough light to give your body the spotlight.

"Damn. Have you been wearing this all night?", he asks with some disbelief in his voice. If he'd known you were wearing this under that dress, even though the dress would have been enough for him to cancel the whole evening and stay home, he wouldn't have taken a single step towards that restaurant. He has to try hard to hold back, the look of your body in a black lace lingerie set is still letting all the hormones in his body run free.

''Do you like it?''. You can hear the insecure tone in your voice, because despite everything, and despite the best bold move you've just made, you remain a tad insecure.

"Honey, you are gorgeous''. Eric sits up as far as he can, his hands moving from your legs to your ass and he presses a fleeting kiss to the skin between your breasts. “Only if I had known this,” he murmurs, pressing himself closer to you. A sigh leaves his lips as your pussy gently rubs his semi-hard dick. His lips move slowly across your chest, each act softer than the other as he gently sucks on your skin. A small moan escapes your lips as Eric's lips get closer and closer to your nipple. ''You are so beautiful''.

You grab his face with both hands, Eric has to follow your movement, he looks at you with his brown eyes. You kiss him, dodging to answer his compliment, feeling his fingertips slowly tickle your back towards the clasp of your bra which he undoes in a second without any effort. Just like the shirt, the bra ends up on the floor.

''Eric, I know it’s been a while-'', you pause as you let out a breathy moan as Eric wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking softly as the other get’s pinched by his fingers. ''-make love to me'', you whimper softly at the feeling of Eric alternating between licking and sucking.

Your hips move on their own accord, grinding against his hardening dick and you hear him groan against your breasts. Without a single warning, Eric switches positions, laying you down on the mattress. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. ''Of course, baby, if that is what you want''.

Eric has to control himself. If it was on him, he would have had you naked and spread out on the sheets a few minutes ago. But he noticed the way you acted, the way you took things slow and he would be a bad boyfriend if he doesn't listen to his girl.

He places a few kisses on your boobs before trailing them down to the hem of your panties. ''Can I?'', he asks, knowing damn well the answer to that but still wanting to make sure that you are fully okay with it. You smile at him and that is the only confirmation he needs before hooking his fingers behind the fabric and tugging it down. He throws it somewhere around the room, that is something to take care of tomorrow. Soft kisses are placed on the skin of your legs, slowly nearing the spot you want Eric the most. A whimper falls off your lips once Eric places his lips on your clit, his mouth opening slow so his tongue can lick and twist at a slow pace. His lips tug at the swollen bud, intermixing it with gentle flicks of his tongue. Eric continues to suck on your clit, his eyes focused on your face. He wants to see every move, every emotion, every breath you take. He wraps both arms around your waist, holding you in the same spot on the mattress. You groan and stare down at his head between your legs. Occasionally Eric pauses to look up, your arousal is clear and visible on his lips.

You need him, even though having his lips on you is something you could enjoy for hours, you need him closer. Eric sucks one more time at the swollen bud, making you whimper at the feeling of being sensitive already. ''Fucking hell babe'', he whispers while hovering over you, his boxers already on the ground.

''That good?'', you ask him with raised eyebrows, slowly grabbing his hard dick in your hand, making no movement at all. Eric can only nod, groaning at the feeling of you holding his dick. ''I know what you want, keep that for tomorrow'', he says as he removes your hand from his dick. This night is about you, not him.

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as Eric pumps his dick leisurely a few times. He teases your clit with the tip of his dick along your folds, before pushing the tip past your walls. You simper in response as Eric sinks further into you. Eric takes his time to let you adjust, making sure you are comfortable enough for him to continue. The same strand of hair is pushed behind your ears, his fingers caress along your face on their way back. ''Eric, please move'', you mumble.

Your walls clench around his dick, a cue for Eric to move, his thrusts are slow and steady. You bite your lip as his dick hits all the right spots, making it hard for you to ignore the tingling feeling in your stomach. You don’t want to come that quick, not before Eric is with you.

''Baby, you are –''. Eric groans as you wrap your legs around his waist, urging him deeper with this new position. ''Fuck…amazing''. A smile forms on your lips and Eric captures them in a slow but loving kiss. Your hands find their way to his chest, feeling his heartbeat under the palm of your right hand while the other lazily caress his skin.

Soft moans and groans are heard in the bedroom and a sudden shift in angle has you gasping for air, his dick rubbing the same spot over and over again while Eric throws your legs over his shoulders, your knees against your chest.

''Oh my god'', you whimper, biting your lip as Eric increases his pace, not too fast, but not too slow either. You grab his face into your hands, forcing him to look at you. You both stare at each other, mouths open with occasional moans leaving both of your lips.

Having sex with Eric has never been boring. Some days he is all for the vanilla kind of vibe, while other days he can’t control himself and wants to take you at multiple spots in numerous positions.

The tingling feeling is slowly making its way back, you held it in for as long as you could but the constant thrusting of his dick against your sweet spot isn't helping. ''I know baby''.

Eric moves one of his hands between your bodies, his fingertips start rubbing your clit at a similar pace to his thrusts and you know you are done for. More moans are leaving your lips as you near your orgasm. Eric watches you furrow your eyebrows, your mouth open as you lean your head back against the pillow, back arching from the mattress into Eric’s arms as you reach your high, a high pitched moan is the last thing that leaves your lips before sighing in contentment.

Eric almost loses it at the sight of you coming undone. Just the way your body reacts is for him enough. He picks up the pace, not daring to go hard on you, but still thrusting deep enough for you to feel him against your cervix. Your eyes are focused on his face. ''Where do you want me to come babe?'', he asks, voice low and raspy. If you weren't so tired and worn out you would probably opt for another round.

You untangle your legs from his shoulders, wrapping them around his hips again letting him know where you want him.

A groan escapes from his lips as he continues to thrusts into you. ''You are so good to me darling'', he whispers. His thrusts are getting sloppier with the second, his groans are getting louder and it doesn't take long before you feel his warm cum spilling inside you. A long strain of curse words leaves his lips and you can't help but chuckle.

''Damn..that was-''.

He can't even finish his sentence as he drops down next to you on the mattress, you quickly lay down with him, your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around your body. After a few minutes, he grabs your chin between his thumb and finger, lifting your head towards him.

''I love you'', he whispers before placing a kiss on your lips. You wrap one of your arms around his torso, rubbing the skin on his side with your thumb while his hands caress your arm and shoulder.

''I love you too'', you whisper back, earning a tired smile from Eric, exhaustion suddenly taking over his body as he closes his eyes. You chuckle as you lay down on his chest.

''Don’t forget to charge your phone'', you mumble and you hear him groan. If Eric didn't have you.

*

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